When Did I Go Wrong?

Chapter 3

As days went on, a whole week to be exact, Keith had finally finished his heat. He laid naked with Lance in a nest covered bed, feeling all the soreness of the days before lingering through his body.

He shifted a bit and exhaled deeply, what the fuck?

He felt Lance, the others chest was pressed against his back, arms secured around his waist as he tried moving. His face immediately flushed. Shit, what had they done?

A mild, hazy flashback shot through his mind.

"Lance..!" Keith had moaned, arching his back and begging his alpha to give him a good pounding. That's exactly what Lance was doing. Thrusting inside Keith with a determined amount of vigor, grunting as he did. "Don't- stop!"

Keith's eyes closed as he flushed a deeper red, shit, he'd really fucked up. He wasn't in his right mind, Lance apparently wasn't either, what the hell were they thinking?!

Right.. they weren't. Sense of reality was covered by pheromones and lust, deep desires and craving.

Keith wanted this to be a dream. Good or bad, he didn't know, but that's all that he wanted it to be. He couldn't believe he had slept with his best friend. He was honestly scared of what Lance would say. Would things be different now? Oh what was he kidding, of course they would be. That scared Keith more than anything else in the world.

"Keith..?" Lance had suddenly asked, startling the other with a small jolt and shiver. "What the-" Lance spoke suddenly, sitting up and looking at Keith, he looked at himself, noting he was very much naked, then held his head. "Keith- what-"

"Stop." Keith interrupted. "We can just pretend this never happened.. okay? I didn't mean for this to happen..." he said, voice cracking painfully as his eyes glazed over with tears. He immediately pushed them down, taking a deep breath as he closed his eyes and crossed his arms.

"Keith.." Lance began, but didn't finish until a few moments later. "I-" he started again, but couldn't seem to find the right words. "I'm sorry, Keith. Are you feeling okay?" he asked gently, slipping out of bed and changing into boxers and sweats. "Oh boy. Hunk is gonna be mad." he muttered to himself.

Keith laid in bed, his back facing Lance, he was flabbergasted at how he was so calm. He had just let his best friend, and low key crush, take his virginity. While he was in heat no less. He was freaking the fuck out!

Keith sat up and frowned, looking at Lance, "How are you so calm?" he questioned, feeling his insides boil with pain. He didn't show it though. "I'm- not calm. I just feel terrible, Keith. We weren't thinking straight- I used you when you were in heat-"

Keith shook his head quickly, cutting him off before he could continue. "What- no. No, no, if anyone used anybody it was me." he said with a frown, "I should've just told you guys I couldn't come, but I'm too fucking stubborn." he spoke with a scoff towards his own stupidity.

Lance looked at Keith, then rubbed the back of his neck. "Hey. Don't talk like that. Just calm down, alright? It'll be okay." he said softly, looking into Keith's violet eyes. Keith's heart skipped a beat, staring into Lance's beautiful ocean eyes as well. He tore them away as soon as he realized he was staring into them. "I- I need to go shower." he said simply, grabbing the covers and wrapping them around his waist as he stood.

Lance nodded, swallowing hard. He didn't want to freak Keith out.. but he was 99.9% sure they didn't use condoms. He didn't know if Keith was on birth control or anything.. and he didn't know if he should even bring it up. He was sure that Keith may be on some sort of birth control. Then again, he wasn't certain.

"Keith." he started suddenly.

Keith turned his head, eyes looking straight into Lance's. "What?"

He couldn't do it. Those eyes.. he knew Keith was probably already worried, he didn't want to worry him anymore. "Uh- nothing.. just be careful. If you need me, tell me, okay?" he said softly. This was partly his fault, he was one to take responsibility for what he caused. Some of the times at least.