Voltron Oneshots (Klance), by moongirlel ✔️

Dinner Disturbance

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The Paladin's sat around the dinning table. Allura at the top of the table, Keith and Lance at one side together, Hunk, Pidge and Coran at the other side, Shiro at the bottom of the table.

Everything was going well, well... Except Keith who kept fidgeting, and covering his mouth throughout the meal.

"Keith, is everything alright?" Allura asked, perking everyone's interests towards the shaking boy.

"Y-yeah, everything's f-...fine..." Keith trailed his words a little. Something was definitely off.

Lance smirked to himself, reaching into his pocket. He watched Keith grip the leg of the table, under the tablecloth.

"Are you sure? You're acting really strange." The Princess continued to question. "Do you need a glass of water? Or some medicine?"

"N-nope, I'm g-grea-at." Keith kicked Lance under the table, in a way telling him to stop. Unfortunately for Keith, Lance took it another way, vamping up the level on the vibrator.

Keith gritted it teeth, he pushed his plate away, just as his back gave in: making his head bang off the table and stay there.

"You're surely not yourself today, Mullet. What's up?" Lance patted Keith on the back, pretending he didn't know like the others.

"Is it the food? Please, don't tell me it's my delicious food." Hunk pleaded, dropping his spoon in the soup.

"No, it's n-ot the foo-d, Hunk." Keith replied, head still on the table. He felt Lance's hand creeping over his leg and thigh, and unzipping his trousers slowly.

Lance continued to look concerned, covering up the fact that he now had his hand in Keith's boxers, jacking him off.

Keith bit his lip - luckily no one seen it, but Lance, due to his hair falling in front of his face.

Lance seen Keith's leg twitching. "I think we should get you to your room, Keith. Maybe some sleep would help." He pulled his hand away, zipping Keith's trousers back up again. He stood.

"Lance is right, Keith. Maybe you're over working yourself. Lance maybe stay with him so he actually gets sleep tonight, okay?" Shiro said.

Lance nodded at Keith, lifting Keith up. "Will do, Shiro." He said, walking out the door and into the hallway.

"You're such a tease, McClain~" Keith rolled his head back, still feeling the vibrations from the toy.

Lance headed for his room, ignoring Keith's. He strolled in, laying Keith on the bed and locking the door. Taking off his shoes, he soundproofed the room with the control panel near the door.

While Lance was preparing the room, Keith started to strip off his jacket and boots. He watched Lance smile to himself, then crawl over him.

Lance took the controller out of his pocket, turning off the toy, he placed it on the side table.

The Cuban leaned down, kissing along Keith's jaw and cheek. Tugging off his trousers and boxers, he threw them on the floor.

Keith lifted his arms, allowing Lance to help with his top. Then he helped with his trousers and boxers.

Lance ran his hand down Keith's body, making him shiver. "Fuck, Keith. No matter how many times I see you like this..." He started. Leaning down, his breath hitting Keith's ear. "You still turn me on."

Keith shuttered. As he felt Lance remove the toy, he whimpered.

Lance gripped Keith's thighs, taking himself and entering Keith. He let out a groan, loving how Keith pulses around him.

Keith rolled his head back. He tugged on Lance's hair, kissing him. "Slap me, pull my hair."

Lance smirked, proceeding to thrusted in and out of his boyfriend. Spanking Keith's thigh, he heard him moan. The sound: entertaining for Lance.

"Touch me."

"There?" Lance asked, playing with Keith's nibbles. His head dipped down; sucking on the buds, as his hand traveled down, jacking off the base of Keith's member.

"And there. Yes~" Keith moaned out, wrapping his leg around Lance.

"Keith, I love you. So, fucking much. Sometimes- Ngh, Sometimes it scares me~" Lance looked Keith in the eyes, fucking him into the mattress.

"N-no more talking~" Keith kissed Lance again and again, until Lance got the message.

Lance's hands held Keith down at the waist. Lance felt Keith's back starting to arch, his hole getting tighter.

"Yeah~ Yeah~ Lance, I'm gonna come~" Keith blabbers, tightening his grasp on Lance hair.

Lance slapped his thigh again, not as hard as the last time, but still enough to make a mark. "You gonna come? Yeah?~" He watched Keith nod, "Come for me, Keith~"

Keith squirmed, eyes rolling to the back of his head, mouth open. He came. "Ahh~!"

Lance cursed in Spanish, coming directly after. His movements slowed down, to a stop. Pulling out he lay down beside Keith. "You o-okay?" He joked, stroking Keith's hair.

Keith took a few minutes to catch his breath back. "Y-yeah. Fuck yes, that... Was great." He huffed out.

Lance smiled, bringing Keith close to his chest. "Te amo."

Keith closed his eyes, "I love you too, Lance."

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