//Lance is intersex in this btw
Rolling his eyes, Shiro finally plants his hands onto Lance's cheeks, leaning in and pushing their lips together. It was annoying how stubborn Lance was- so Shiro decided to take charge himself, instead of let him get away. Lance gasped as he felt Shiro's lips against his own. He whined into the heated kiss but kissed him back, wrapping his arms around Shiro. He soon crawled into his lap, wrapping his legs around his waist. Pleased, he moves his hands down, under his skirt to grab at his ass. He'd been wanting to ever since he first saw Lance, and didn't feel like waiting any longer. "Good boy." He mumbles with a little smile. "You still feeling sick?" He laughed. Lance whined, letting out a small moan into the kiss. He shook his head and whimpered softly. He was already so worked up, every touch from his new lover so sensitive to his skin. "N-No." He managed to get out. "Hey. Look at me." He mumbles, bumping their foreheads together softly. "You okay? I can just take you home if you'd rather. I'm not going to force you into anything." He said softly. "I-I want this." Lance said, squeezing his arms around Shiro's neck. He was so desperate to feel him touch him again. "I just," He sighed, "I havent done this in a while..." He said, his face flushing in embarrassment. "Ah." Shiro nods, planting a few kisses to Lance's chin. "That's okay, sweetheart. We can go as slow as we need to, I'm going to take care of you. Promise." He said softly. Lance smiled genuinely, loving how sweet Shiro was. Usually the guys he did this with just got right to the point. He leaned in to kiss him again, slowly rocking his hips against him. He whimpered at the feeling, his lace panties not doing much to cover him anymore. Slipping his hand under Lance's skirt, Shiro presses his palm gently up against his panties, biting Lance's bottom lip and giving it a playful tug. "You look so cute in this skirt, sweetheart." He croons, smiling at him. Lance gasped, letting out a surprised moan. He whined and grinded against his hand. He blushed deeply, smiling back at him. He whimpered, leaning forward to kiss Shiro again. he couldnt seem to get enough of his lips. "Can I take these off, little faun?" Shiro asks after several long minutes, tugging gently at his panties to show what he meant. "I'm not going to do anything without permission." He said softly. Lance whimpered and nodded his head, lifting his hips so Shiro could take his panties off. He panted softly, blushing again as he whined. He ached to be touched more. "T-Touch me, more, p-please.." He begged, moving his head down to suck on Shiro's neck. Purring at the feeling, Shiro's hands slip underneath his panties to move them off, letting them drop before placing his palm back between his thighs. "There we go. That should feel a little better." He chuckled. Lance groaned as there was no barrier between his cock and Shiro's hand. He bucked his hips a bit desperately against it, moaning out his lover's name. "F-Fuck, Shiro.." He groaned, sucking hard on his neck as he marked him up. Shiro suddenly pulls back, reaching into his bag to take out the bottle of pink, cherry-scented lube. "I've got this if you want it, sweetheart. That gonna be okay?" he asked. Lance whined loudly as Shiro pulled back. He nodded his head and smiled. "Y-Yeah." He said and looked up at Shiro. He kissed him again and tugged his jacket off before slipping his arms through the holes. he loved how it felt against his skin. He chuckles, rubbing the tips of their noses together and setting the bottle down. Pushing a hand back between his legs, he begins to carefully stroke him off, tilting his head down to plant soft kisses against his throat. "Good boy." He said.
Lance gasped, moaning out at the feeling. He bucked his hips as his moans came out in gasps. He whined, leaning his head back. He laced his fingers into Shiro's hair, pushing his lips into his throat again. Shiro can't help but laugh, opening his mouth to dig his teeth into Lance's skin. He was itching to pin him against the wall and use him, but he could deal with this. At least it was something, and it was Lance. Lance let out a loud moan at the sharp feeling, his cock already leaking. He panted heavily now. He ached for more, his nails digging into Shiro's scalp as he guided his head tp the sweet spots on his neck. More than happy to suck at his throat, Shiro lets go of his cock, slipping two fingers carefully up inside of him, thumb pressing against his clit. "Mm.... Good puppy." He mumbles, running his tongue over the tiny spot he'd left before sinking his teeth back in. Lance let out another loud moan as he felt Shiro's fingers inside of him. "Fuck!" He cried, his body shaking now. "S-So, goood.." He moaned as his back arched. He koved every moment of this. Shiro slides his fingers deeper and deeper till he found that special place, rubbing it softly as he pulled back to gaze up at him. "You've got two holes, and a pretty little cock for me, huh?" He croons, free hand grabbing his ass lovingly. "Lucky me." He chuckled. Lance cried out at the feeling again, his face flushing deeply. He grinded his hips down on Shiro's fingers, his eyes rolling back into his head. He moaned loudly, still aching for more.
"There we go, baby. Feels good, huh?" He purrs, leaning in to kiss his chin a few times. "I'm gonna make you feel good, Lance, don't you worry.... I'm going to take care of you." He said softly. Lance nodded his head. He he hadn't felt this good before with anyone. Shiro's fingers were a bit larger than what he was used to but he didnt mind. He took Shiro's other hand and laced their fingers together. "F-Feels, soo good..!" He moaned as he rolled his hips roughly. "You wanna come for me?" Shiro purrs, lifting Lance's hand to plant a kiss against his knuckles. Slipping a third finger slowly up into him, he begins to pump them in and out, loving the way Lance's hips rocked with his movements. Lance nodded his head, letting out another cry as Shiro pushed another finger into him. It hurt, but he didnt mind it as it only turned him on even more. His eyes rolled back in his head, his face flushing from how wet he sounded. "Aww. The little virgin faun can't even handle a few fingers?" He teases. He'd known instantly that Lance was a virgin the minute he'd smelled him, and it only made him cuter. "Poor baby. You don't like having your pretty clit abused?" As he spoke, he began rubbing a circle firmly into his clit, purring. Lance whined as Shiro teased him with his words, moaning loudly once he began to rub his clit. He absolutely loved the feeling. "Fuck, fuck, please!" He begged, wanting Shiro to move faster and faster. Smiling, Shiro gladly begins to rub feverishly at it, loving the way it made him quiver. "Mm... I would just love to see how you'd react with a vibrator up against it." He croons, moving a bit faster as he spoke just to tease him. "Tied up with your legs held open, a toy on high just barely touching it...." He thought outloud. Lance began to cry out, his body shaking. He squeezed his legs tightly around Shiro's waist, loving how good he was with his fingers. He squeezed his eyes shut, letting out a loud cry as he squirted, his hole tightening around his lover's fingers. "You liked that?" He asks, voice lowering to a husky whisper. Winding an arm around his waist, Shiro pulls him closer, slowly taking his fingers back to suck them clean, moaning quietly at the taste. Lance whined as Shiro stopped, still wanting more. "Y-Yes." He answered, his hips grinding down harshly against Shiro's. He groaned at the feeling, a bit overstimulated but he didnt care. "Pretty boy." He mumbles with a tiny smile, leaning in to kiss him for several long moments. "You feeling okay, Lance? Do you want to stop?" He asks when their lips part, rubbing the tips of their noses together. "It's okay if you do." He smiled. Lance smiled into the kiss, loving how their lips felt like they were meant to be together. He shook his head. "I-I dont want to stop" he said, still wanting more. Shiro can't help a little smile of his own, leaning back to gaze up at him. "Okay, baby. You want me to finger you again?" He asks, reaching up to brush Lance's bangs out of his face. "That sound good?" He asked. Lance nodded his head. "P-Please." He begged, rutting his hips hard against Shiro's. He took his hand and pushed it under his skirt again. He was so desperate for Shiro to touch him again. It was like he couldnt get enough of him. Instead, Shiro suddenly turns, setting Lance down on his back and leaning in, starting to plant a soft trail of kisses from his throat down, tugging his shirt up to lick one of his nipples gently. "I'll do you one better." He purrs, slipping his arms under Lance's knees and shooting him a wink. Lance gasped as Shiro licked his nipple. He nodded his head and looked down at Shiro, his legs lifting over his shoulders as he moved down his body. "S-Shiro.." He begged. "Yeah, baby?" With a tiny smile, Shiro reaches up, cupping Lance's cheek with a hand. "Come on, use your big boy words for me. Tell me what it is, and I'll make everything better." He said softly. "I-I want more, please. I w-want you to t-touch me again." Lance begged. He looked down, letting put a groan as he saw the how Shiro looked between his legs. "P-Please!" He begged again. He only laughs softly, picking up the edge of Lance's skirt and diving beneath it. One hand wrapping around his cock and starting to stroke it, Shiro runs his tongue lazily along the outsides of both of his holes, purring at the taste. "I've got you, bunny." He said. Lance laid the hem of his skirt on his stomach, wanting to see everything Shiro was doing to him. He moaned out his name, squeezing his thighs around his head slightly. "Fuck, please!" He cried, needing to be touched more and more.
"You've got a filthy mouth, huh, bunny?" He purrs, lips brushing against his holes as he spoke. "That's not proper for a sweetheart like you. Could it be someone with such a filthy mouth has a filthy mind, too?" He chuckled. Lance whined, moaning softly rach time Shiro's lips touched his holes, "Please, please, I-I need it, please!" He begged again, his hips pushing back against Shiro. Pulling back, Shiro instead slips two fingers into each of his holes, pumping them in and out at a lazy pace. "I can't believe no one's pinned you against the lockers and fucked you silly yet, angel... Maybe I'll be the one to do that, hm?" He mumbled. Lance gasped, crying out at the feeling of both of his holes being used. He nodded his head, "Please!" He begged, Shiro's words making filthy thoughts fill his mind. "You like that idea?" He purrs, shifting himself to press against Lance's thigh, wanting him to feel how excited he was, too. "You like the idea of coming over and over till your head is empty and all you can think about is cock?" He asked. Lance groaned once he felt Shiro's throbbing cock against him. He ached to have it inside of him but he knew he wasnt ready. He nodded his head, "Yes, please!" He whined, his hips grinding back. He smiles, grabbing his bottle of lube and waving it around teasingly. "We could make that happen now, bunny. But I doubt you want both of your holes filled to the brim with seed, huh?" He croons. He knew full well Lance wasn't ready to take more than his fingers yet, but Shiro loved the way he reacted to teasing. "You don't like the idea of being bred like a good boy." He said. "N-No, please! I-I want to be filled w-with your seed, Shiro, please!" Lance cried. He was so desperate now. "W-Wanna be your good boy!" He moaned, pushing his hips back hard. He squeezed his eyes shut, panting roughly now. Thumb pressing firmly against his clit, Shiro begins to finger him a little faster, not seeming to mind how wet Lance had gotten his clothes. "I don't think you do. I think you hate cock, huh? Hate it more than anything." He said. Lance moaned loudly, shaking his head. "No, I-I love it! I-Iove cock, god, please!" He stammered out, his hips trembling as he bucked them up. He pushed Shiro's thumb down harder against his clit, wanting him to rub it again. Looking pleased, he more than happily gives Lance what he wants, thumb working quickly against it. "That's better." He purrs, reaching up to grab Lance's throat and pin him gently down against the bench, before starting to pump his fingers in and out as fast as possible. "Then maybe if you're good, I'll give you some." He smiled. Lance cried out Shiro's name, not caring if anyone heard them anymore. He bucked his hips up roughly, his eyes rolling back in his head. He gripped Shiro's arm, his claws raking up and down it He nodded his head and squeezed his eyes shut. Shiro's tail slides along Lance's thigh, curling around his cock and squeezing it softly. "Come on, bunny, don't make me get a vibrator out of my bag, too. Let me see those pretty blues." He sings, shoving his fingers a bit deeper. "I want to see your face when you finish." He said softly. Lance couldn't open his eyes, the pleasure too much to handle. He was so close again, his bosy twitching and shaking violently. He dug his nails deeper into Shiro's skin, it slicing it open. "Lance." He says, unable to keep a pleased-looking smile off of his face. "Best open those eyes and look at me, bunny, or I'm not letting you come. I'll just keep going and going and going till you're crying and begging me to let you finish." He said firmly. Lance whined, finally opening his eyes. They immediately rolled back into his head at he did. He looked at Shiro's lips then back to his eyes, wanting to taste him again.
