star struck

chapter 11

AN I dont know how to write good smut so I'm sorry guys.

Lances pov

Lotor tied the blind fold around lance, I felt his hands run along his upper body, while his lips enclosed Lance's. Heat and desire engulfed lance, as his hands slid under his shirt.

Not seeing him made things easier, it make the desire for touch easier to accept. Only he knew it wasn't his touch that he  wanted. A pair of lilac eyes flashed in Lance's mind, and he grabbed the back of his partners neck and matched the passion he was putting into their kiss.

He couldn't place the person he wanted, but he wanted to make lotor happy, and if he thought of someone else to do that...was that such a bad thing?

He felt lotor tugging at his shirt so he raised his arms a bit so he could slip it off, when they reconnected for their kiss lance felt lotor's bare chest pressing against his. Flashes of skin on skin, hot water and feelings on need washed over lance. He dug his fingers into lotor's back as he bit Lance's neck.

"Lance I'm going to lay you down." Lotor breathed into Lance's ear, he gave a nod as he felt them walking backwards. The back of his knees hit the bed and he leaned back. Lotor kissed from his chest, down his stomach, over the scares that had recently healed, and further still to the waist line of his pants. Lance sucked his breath in as he felt this, eager to have the haven haird boy touching him. Who the fuck is that? Lance thought to himself as imagines of this other boy popped in to his mind.

He felt his partner lick at the skin right above his pants, lance let out a needy groan and raised his hips slightly. Suddenly desperate. His pants were taken off quickly, while is boxers were slowly pried off of him. He felt his cock spring up as they were moved lower and lower. The cool air hitting him made him shutter.

"Oh my, lance, I didn't expect you to be so hard." His hot breath hitting Lance's cock made it apparent that he wasn't even inches away from him. Lance let out a whimper as he felt lotor's lips graze him. He wanted more.

Lotor slowly took Lance's member into his hot wet mouth. His head rolled back as a deep moan escaped his lip. Lance had his sheets tightly gripped in both hands trying to control himself from bucking into his partner. Lotor stared bobbing his head up and down on Lance's cock, earning gasps and moans from the cuban boy.

Lance felt slightly guilty for imagining someone that wasn't lotor doing these things, but doing so made it feel so much better. A name was on the tip of his tongue, and he tried not to let it escape. Lotor slowed his movements, and lance couldn't help but thrust forward, seeking the rythm from before.

Immediately feeling bad, lance started to sit up, apologizing. "Oh fuck I'm sorry I-" lance was cut off by being pushed back down.

"It makes me feel good to know you're enjoying it lance. Don't apologize." Lotor chided. Lance gave a small nod, not being able to see him made him feel insecure in this moment. He felt a hand make it's way up his body, barely grazing his skin, to his mouth.

A finger stroked his lips, "lance, suck." Lotor demanded. Lance's heart rate quickened, he hesitantly obeyed, Coating lotor's long slender fingers with saliva. Lotor pulled his fingers out, and pulled on of Lance's legs up into the bed, allowing him better access to Lance's entrance. He pressed kisses into Lance's knee, down to his inner thigh.

Lance no longer moaned when feeling the lotors lips and hot breath against his skin. His stomach turned and he couldn't stop his mind from racing. He bit his lip as he felt lotor's fingers pressing against him.

"Lance?" Lotor questioned, seeking his concent. Lance didn't say anything, he couldn't bring himself to nod, or say yes. "Lance?" Lotor questioned again. He also couldn't make himself say no...to lead him on this far to shut it down. Did he even have the right to say no? Lotor took his fingers away, and crawled up the bed to be beside lance.