what fuckin' can do, Ohhh! part 8 lance's pov

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(If you don't get it its a waitress thing. Well kinda, the real line is What baking can do! Ohhhh!)

About three weeks later, Shiro and I are dating now. He's fucked me about three times today, it's like way better than fucking a woman. Aka allura. She was the first person I ever lost my v-card to. Well only person.

Shiro puts his hand on my shoulder, "lance?"
I look up at him, he looks worried about something, "whats wrong Shiro?"
"What Oh nothing's wrong I just- you looked scared or worried or something." He kisses me on the head.

"What oh no I'm fine!" I sit on his lap. I grind agents him.

"Lance I don't wanna reck your ass." He says.
"Shiro babe, you won't ever reck me or anything, I'm yours you need to understand that. I'm yours and yours only, I'm your object, just use me for sex, your all I want." I say kissing him.

He smiles at me, "I love you lance"
"Love ya too daddy." I can feel Shiro start to get hard, "aw you want me don't you." I whisper into his ear.

~time skip! After sex and yeah~

I lay on the floor covered in shiro's cum and my sweat, "Shiro," I say huffing, "th-that was amazing" I put my hand on his arms.
"Yeah?" He says trying to get the words out it seems hard for him to say that.

"Your fucking hot." I say we I start drifting into sleep.

Thanks for reading this part!

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