Violet Nights

Chapter 47

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6:00pm--

Once the two arrived at Keith's apartment, Lance began to pull Keith into the bedroom, quite desperately he must admit. The both of them were in so much heat at the moment that they didn't even bother taking their shoes off before collapsing onto the bed and immediately resuming the action between tongues that they had been earlier. Keith felt Lance push his shoulders into the bed sheets and climb on top of him. Things were moving quicker than before once Lance began running his hands up Keith's shirt, lifting it over his head and tossing it aside, caring less as to where it disappeared to after that. He then removed his own and began kissing all the way up from Keith's chest to his upper neck and jawline. He sprinkled soft pecks along the edges and around his chin before pressing his tongue to his neck and sucking it. Keith's breathing exhilerated, not quite into a moan just yet, but sharp in and exhales through his nose, moreover.

Lance passed over every inch of Keith's pale chest before making it to his hips. He sat over him and ran his hands along his V lines, tracing them over his skinny jeans and pulling them off with the help of Keith raising his legs. He then did so to his boxers and marveled below at his beautiful, round, pale rear before him. He gazed at it with a standing smile before pulling Keith's legs up a little more, making him release a strange sound of discomfort.

"Why this position..?" he whined, covering his face with his bed pillow. "It's embarrassing.."

"What is?" Lance asked, moving his hands underneath Keith's lower end and elevating it until it was balanced atop his knees. "Having your bare ass facing me?"

"Don't say that..." Keith replied softly, slowly uncovering his face. "What are you doing?"

"I'm just getting you ready before I go all out. I don't want to hurt you."

Lance slowly slid his index finger into Ketih's hole, watching his face contort as he gasped lightly. "Before I move on" Lance interrupted. "I just want to make sure you are 100% fine with this, you know...considering what happened."

"I'm fine, Lance, I promise" Keith replied in a gentle voice, holding his hands over his chest.

Lance nodded and pushed his finger in all the way and back out again until it felt a big looser to add a second finger. He watched Keith's expression tighten as the extra content was added inside of him. Lance pumped them in and out again and opened them, scissoring their way inside of Keith's hole and back out again. "See that's not so bad" he whispered, petting Keith's hip to comfort him.

"Hey babe, I'm going to need you to stay on your back for a moment." Lance instructed as he removed his own pants. He then maneuvered himself where Keith's lower half was facing him and vice versa.

Lance, positioned over Keith, arched his back lower, his neck craned down to his rear. He lifted it a little, placing his tongue to his entrance and receiving a small gasp from the much paler male below him. He himself gasped, feeling Keith's warm tongue press to his dick and run along the shaft and back up again before being engulfed into his mouth. Though pleasurable, he needed to give the same treatment in return. He then pressed his tongue against Keith's hole again and closed his mouth, sucking it. He could hear Keith's muffled, mouth-full moans coming from the other end of the bed as he did this. Once he thought it was enough he slid his finger into him again and pushed in and out. He bit his lip as Keith continued his own motions.

Lance then stood up on his knees and turned around to face his raven-haired babe, who was flushed light pink across his pale cheeks and nose. It was cute. Really cute. He dove forward over him to kiss his lips, subtly grinding their bodies together as well. Keith stopped him to breathe, his hot air beating against Lance's cheeks like a mini fan.

"I want you inside of me" he whispered, a submissive tone in his voice, almost seeming too shy to request such an unfamiliar activity. Lance smiled warmly, reaching out to caress the boy's soft cheek below the back of his hand, his fingers running down the sides of his jawlines and to his lips, where his thumb pushed against his lower one. Lance pressed his lips to his once again and whispered, "If that's what you want"

Lance moved back to Keith's feet and lifted them over his head, balancing his legs onto his shoulders. Keith flushed a deep red and looked away bashfully.

"What's wrong, baby?" Lance asked,caressing his thigh gently. Keith didn't respond but looked down.

"Is it embarrassing?" Keith nodded. "You don't have to be embarrassed. It's just me; you know I don't care how you look. I think you're perfect." Saying this only seemed to make Keith even more flustered, as he made a slight whining sound and refused to meet Lance's eyes or where his dick was pressed to his entrance by Lance's hand.

"I'm putting it in now" he warned, seconds before slowly and carefully pushing the head of his cock inside of Keith. He looked up, seeing the boy with his mouth covered by his hand and his head tilted to the side. He had gasped at the suddenly object entering him. Lance could only imagine that this brought him flashbacks from what had happened to him, but it was his choice whether he wanted to do this or not. Still, Lance wanted the reassurance that he would be okay.

"Tell me if you want to stop, okay?" Keith nodded again, still refusing to look at Lance's face.

Lance continued, pushing in the rest of his length until the very end was touching Keith's skin. He hated to hear him wincing in pain the entire time, but the quicker he got used to feeling that pain, the quicker it would feel good for him.

Lance started to move, hearing Keith whine a few times and grab the bed sheets. He started twitchig a little.

"I'm sorry, babe, but i have to get you used to it" he said softly, continuing to caress his thigh. He slowly moved in and out slowly, hearing Keith's moans pick up in volume as he did so. He seemed to be starting to enjoy it-- good. Lance smiled and continued his repeated motions.

"Can I go faster?" he asked, holding Keith's foot which was over his shoulder. The boy below him nodded and reached for his hand-- Lance felt his heart melt, as he gently took his small, pale hand and intertwined their fingers. He leaned forward and kissed his lips before nodding in confirmation, his movements starting back up at a faster pace this time. He felt the boy grip his hand even harder once he hit his peak of speed, going as fast as he could, panting, sweating.

"Lance!~ Oh my god-- ah.."

His moans were too cute; hot even. Keith's mouth held itself wide open in pleasure, trying to cover it with his free hand, but Lance moved it. It felt so good that he couldn't help but release the strange sounds that he wasn't familiar with making. He never even heard them come out of himself until now. Pleasure sounds. Sounds of bliss, and love. Real love. If he'd done it with anyone else,it might not have felt as nice, or as right as it would doing it with Lance, of all people. And he wanted to make sure Lance was the last, and only person, who would ever see him this vulnerable, this weak, this way... It only made him regret being with Vince in the first place and maybe his first time would have been sacred to him, something more special. It was already special because he was consenting to it with someone he felt that he really loved. But he could have been here, having sex with Lance for the first time ever, without any regrets of the past or nightmarish feelings that he felt when he did it unwillingly with Vince. It was special now, and he wanted it to stay that way.

"Keith...I'm gonna--" Lance inhaled air through his mouth, his voice trembling before releasing his fluids into Keith, still holding his hand with one of his own, his free one holding Keith's thigh, softly petting it. Keith let out a long gaspy moan and and arched his back, feeling the new sense of warmth inside of him. He relaxed again, collapsing into the bed and breathing heavily. Lance pulled out and took Keith's other hand, holding them both on each side of his head, looking down at him. He looked so cute, and vulnerable underneath him. His eyes were half lidded and gazing passionately, full of lust, into Lance's. His cheeks, nose, and the tips of his ears were flushed a dark red, light sweat pouring down his forehead, his pink lips slightly parted to where he could only see a bit of his white teeth on the top row. His hair was spread out below him on the bed sheets. His chest slowly rising and falling with each audible breath he took through his mouth. He was still wearing his leather gloves, strangely. Does he ever take those off? Lance questioned, feeling them with his thumb. He pulled up the bottom edge of one of them and blinked a couple of times before looking again.

Oh no...no..please, no...