Voltron Oneshots (Klance), by moongirlel ✔️

Omegaverse

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The Black Paladin was lying on his bed, well, him and Lance's bed. The two had recently... Got together, after an 'accident' on their previous mission.

On the planet, Keith had took his heat, collapsing against the walls of the building they were in. They were all split up, Lance and Keith, Hunk and Pidge, Shiro and his arms.

Lance helped him into a closet, then tried to calm him down. Being an Alpha, he'd never actually seen or helped an Omega in heat before, so he was panicking.

Keith told him two ways to help him. Fuck him, or leave him alone. Lance being Lance, he choose the first opinion. They didn't regret it, because both of them knew about their feelings for eachother. Now, they're in a relationship. All is well.

The door to the room opened, making Keith sit up. "Hey." He said, smiling at the Cuban. "What'd Shiro say?"

"He said it was fine, besides, I haven't marked you. He said if I had, he'd punch me all the way to hell..." Lance chuckled, locking the door behind him. "You feeling okay?" Sitting down beside Keith.

"Define 'okay'?" Keith leaned his head against the wall, "I just going through a wet heat, my legs and ass are killing me. And now I sleep with you. Everything's brilliant, Lance."

"At least I'm an Alpha you like." Lance puffed back, "And I'm a gentleman too." He tilted his head towards Keith, hand running between his legs.

Keith smirked, holding Lance's hand still on his thigh. "Whatever you say."

"Your scent's really... alluring, it's a shame your sore." Lance lifted Keith onto his lap, nose rubbing into his scent glands.

Keith let out a purr, rolling his hips. "Fuck, I really need you. But I don't want to feel anymore pain than I already do."

"Your Galran side is startin' to show." Lance whispered, running his hand down Keith's tail, fingers flicking the end of it slightly.

"D-don't do that, Lance." Keith moaned, head tilting back a little. Lance grinded up, meeting Keith's hips. "Fuck, now you've got me horny, Lance."

"Good, then ride me." Lance tugged off Keith's top, hands then guiding his boxers down too. He threw them on the ground, followed by his own clothes.

A few turns and hickeys were exchanged, now Keith was hovering over Lance again.

After applying lube onto Lance, Lance noticed Keith hesitate, before he took the tip into. "We don't need to do this if you don't want to, Keith. And... Uh, n-no protection?"

"It's alright, I can't... I can't have pups. Trust me, okay?" Keith sunk his hips down, puffing out some air. "Holy shit."

Lance nodded to Keith's question. His hands gripped Keith's hips, firmly.

Keith clenched around Lance, moaning softly as he moved his hips. "D-do I feel good?" He looked down at Lance threw hooded eyes.

Lance sat up, his arms traced Keith's back. He hugged him close, his face in his neck. "Yeah, amazing."

Keith wrapped his arms around the others neck, fingers tangled in those brown locks. Grinding harder, he heard a growl come from Lance, making his hips stutter a little.

"You're such a good omega, aren't you? Taking me so well, Keith." Lance clamped his hands on Keith's waist, thrusting up hard and fast to meet Keith's grinds.

Keith bottomed out, his legs twitching and struggling to keep him going. "Yes! Lance!" He tugged on his chocolate hair, moaning loudly. "I'm gonna come!"

Lance flipped them over, pinning Keith's hands above his hand and pounding him harder. "Come, omega. Come for me." He grunted, feeling his knot catching Keith's entrance.

Keith wrapped his legs around Lance, pushing his knot in with each thrust. "Lance!" He climaxed hard, rolling his eyes back.

Lance growled louder, his knot trapping them both together. "Oh, yeah. Keith! Fuck!"

As they both came down from their high, Keith purred, moving Lance's hair out his face. He nuzzled into his neck, closing his eyes.

Lance kissed down his cheek and neck, "You good?"

"Hm, great. Again?"

"In a moment, needy."

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