Lance x Pidge (one shots)

Ridding

Pidge was running around her room trying to figure out what to wear. "No, ugh this is too orange. Ew why do I have a pink skirt? Fuck yeah, man killer dress." She pulls out a black Aline dress that hugged her body in all the right places and it reached her knees. Thin lace made a collar and covered her chest and shoulders, blue rhinestones stitched in the lace shined brightly.
"Oh yeah."

She makes her way down the stairs to wait for her friends when she hears a high pitch voice scream at her. "Oh hell no."
She looks at her fuming boyfriend as he crossed his arms and looked her up and down.
"You are not going out for girls night dressed in your man killer dress."
"Ugh lance, it's just a dress."
"A dress that you named man killer, which lives up to the name, you wore it when I met you and look where we are today." He smiled a bit as he gestured to their lovely home.
"We aren't going to any clubs, you'll be happy to know we are going to a gay bar. So no guy is going to hit on me."
"And why do you have to wear that?"
"Because I like it. Are you going to take it off me and make me wear something else?" Her lips curl into a devilish smile, as she teases him by moving her hips side to side.
"If I take that off, nothing is going back on." His whispered in her ear.
"Oh boy don't tempt me to call off girls night. Shays birthday is tomorrow but she has to work, so we're celebrating today."
"When will you be home?"
"Since she has to work, not late."
"Good, I'll be here, waiting." He cooed.
A horn honked and she kissed him softly and went out the door.
He ran upstairs and dressed down and decorated the room in a romantic setting.

The bar was filled with rainbows as far as the eye could see, strobe lights in pink, purple, and blue danced around the room. 95% of the people were guys, Pidge and her friends, and the lesbian couple in the corner were the 5%.
Allura buys the first round of shots, making them vodka.
"Who's gonna get shitfaced first?" Pidge Asked.
"I have to drive so I'm only having two drinks." Says romelle.
"Birthday girl is gonna be on the floor by drink three, bet." Allura stated.
"Hey, you are not nice. I'll be in the toilet by drink four before I hit the floor." Shay defended herself.

They soon hit the dance floor and romelle try's to flirt with a guy almost instantly. "Hey you like pickles or donuts?"
"What?" He cups his ear as he didn't hear her and wants to know what she said.
"Do you like pickles or donuts?" She yelled against the music.
"Haha honey this is a gay bar, you're in the wrong place." He walks off.
"Don't be so biphobic, it's not just for gays." She shouts.
"Yaass Queen, preach." A guy in a very bright purple shirt comes up to her.
"Nice dress, you here to not get hit on, or looking for a girl?"
"Just partying with friends, they don't like to get hit on, but I don't mind."
"Nice, wanna come with me and have some fun?"
"I can't leave them, I'm the driver." The girls soon came over to her and made the guy leave her alone.
"My hero's." She laughs.

It was 11pm, Pidge slowly opens the front door and looks around to see the lights off and candles were lit everywhere.
"What is this?" She blows out one and takes in the aroma.
"You wanna start a fire with cinnamon scented candles?" She asked the room. She blew out a few more and went upstairs.
"Lance? What's with the candles you blow up the bathroom again?"
She opens the door to their room and more candles roamed the room, looking towards the bed lance laid in his favorite blue boxers with a rose in his mouth.
"Mi amor."
"Lance, wow."
"Wanna have some fun?"
"If you have the stamina." She smiled and jumped on the bed and climbed on top of him.
"Pidge, are you drunk?" He held her back.
"No, maybe tipsy but I am fine, and I'm going to give you the ride of your life." Her voice changed, it hit something in him and he shook with excitement.
She gets off the bed and slowly takes off her dress, with her back facing him. Sliding it down her body and bending to step out and put it on a chair. She wore lace blue bra and panties, they were lances favorite.
"Damn, you're beautiful."
"Shh, I know."
She climbs on top of him and kisses his neck fingers flicking his nipples. "Hey." He jumped. "Don't play with my nipples."
"Shh. I'll do what I want. You will be a good boy and listen to me got it."
He stills his breathing, absolutely shook from her overwhelming confidence. She smirks at him feeling him grow between her legs.
"You like when I talk like that? You want me to make you my fuck toy?"
"Yes please, use me however you like." He whimpers.
"Put your hands behind your head, and keep them there." He does just as he's told, pleased that he listened she pulls down his boxers and takes his member into her mouth. "Fuck." He breathed out. The urge to run his fingers through her hair racked his body, but he held back and marveled the skill she had with her mouth. With an audible pop she pulled off him and sat at the edge of the bed and took her panties off.
Straddling him again she unclips her bra and puts it over his eyes.
"Ah What? I can't touch or see you?"
"Nope, not until I let you." She teases him by stroking with two fingers slowly going the full length then up his stomach to tickle him.
"Pidge, don't."
"Shh, good boys speak when spoken too."
He clenches, feeling overpowered by just her voice. He loved this new side of her, talk about liquid courage.
She rubs herself against him, the tip pressing at her clit and almost going inside. He focused every ounce of his being to not move, to let her do all the work. That's what she wanted.
He soon feels those sweet wet muscles as she sits down on him. A beautiful moan leaving her lips as she bottoms out.
"Lance, you're so big." She swirls her hips with him still deep inside her, his head is spinning from pleasure swimming in his body. "F-fuck, Pidge~" his voice pitched a bit higher the new sensation driving him to a place he has never experienced. Pidge was ridding him, she was fucking herself on him and he liked it.
She picks up a bit and then slams back down, the echo of skin to skin slapping rang through out the room. Lance wanted to touch her, he wanted to make every inch of her burn to his touch and electrify her skin with pure passion.
"Fuck Pidge, you're so tight, you feel amazing."
"Yeah you like that. You want to see me ride you?"
"Yes please."
"Beg."
"Please, Pidge, let-let me see you."
She stops entirely and leans down to kiss his neck and chest.
"If you really want to see, I want to here you really beg for it." She sneered.
"Please, my love, I want to see you, use me all you want I won't ask you to stop, please please please, let me see you."
She shakes her hips fast for a few seconds to tease him then takes her bra from his eyes. He lets out a sigh as he sets eyes on her, hazelnut hair tied in a ponytail, glasses off showcasing her gorgeous emerald eyes, and cute perky breast poking out just wanting to be played with. "God you are absolutely gorgeous."
She smiles softly and continued to move her hips.

Lance was able to touch her, but only her thighs, he still couldn't move but he enjoyed laying there and watching this goddess bounce on him.
"Play with my boobs." He gladly did.
"Sit up." She wraps her arms around his neck and they kiss passionately, tongues dancing with each other.
He pinched her nipple and she yelps.
"I'm sorry did that hurt?" She responded by biting his neck harshly. "Shit!"
"Don't do that again, or I will leave."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
She drives her hips down and clench her muscles around him, earning a sharp moan from him.
"God, I love it when you do that."
"Shut up."
"Yes ma'am."

She steadies herself with her hands on his chest as he rams his hips up into her.
"Lance, right there, don't stop." She moans loudly, the neighbors could probably hear but they didn't care.
"Fill me up, lance~" she hugs him as he continues to drill into her.
"Lance!" She screams, her climax hitting its peak. She feels warmth inside her as he spills his seed.
"Lance, you were such a good boy."
"It was my pleasure to make you feel good."
She stayed on top of him and he slowly fell out as he shrunk, she gasps from the lost of pressure.
He rolls her to her side, cuddling her and looking into her eyes.
"You need to do that more often."
"What? Dominate you?"
"Yes, it was so sexy."
"Noted."
They stayed like that the rest of the night and drifted off to dreamland.