Male X Male Reader Pt.1

Lance Mclain x Male Reader

Song fic! So please tell me how I did, because this is my very first Song Fic. Yes I've read them, but I haven't written one till now.. A few words may be changed for fic purposes.

Song; Señorita

You dont need to play the song but if you want to you can. This will be short, the verses will be one verse for every small situation. And it will be very slight lime.

Y/N pov.

I shudder softly as I feel arms hug me from behind on my waist.

"Señorita~" I hear Lance whisper.

I love it when you call me Señorita~
I wish I could pretend I didn't need ya
But every touch is ooh la la la
Its true, la la la
Ooh I should be running, but you keep me coming for you

(I couldn't resist, I couldn't let that untapped potential of Lance's race go to waste. So ye.)

I smile, the air hot around us from our previous training session. Sweat dripped off of us both. We panted peacefully.

Land in Miami
The air was hot from summer rain
Sweat dripping off me
Before I even knew her name, la la la
It felt like ooh la la la

"Babe, can we take a shower together?" He asks.

I chuckle.

"Yeah no."

"I promise not to do anything naughty." He says tiredly.

I nod, he rushes off and starts the shower. Soon he rushes back and picks me up, he takes me to the restroom. We strip off our padalin armor. The light purple glow from the special lights in the weird alien bathroom reflect off our soon nude bodies somewhat setting a mood.

Saphire moonlight

I strip myself of my socks finally and step into the shower. Soon Lance steps in and grabs my hips, I turn to him and give him a look. We seemed to stand there for hours before we actually began to clean ourselves.

We danced for hours in the sand
Tequila sunrise

Lance Pov

I begin to skillfully run my hands over his sides seductively, I love his curves. He pushes against my hands with a sway of his body gently. I bite my lips as I look at him.

His body fit right in my hands, la la la
It felt like ooh la la la, yeah~

"Señorita~" I call.

Y/N Pov

I love it when you call me Señorita
I wish I could pretend I didn't need ya
But every touch is ooh la la la
It's true la la la ooh~

"Lance." I mumble warning him.

He turns me around quickly and I gasp, he pushes me against the wall. The hot water pouring over us. As he begins to make out with me roughly.

Ooh I should be running
Ooh love it when you call me Señorita

Suddenly he begins to explore every inch of my mouth with his tongue. I moan loudly.

I wish it wasn't so damn hard to leave ya

Suddenly he places his hands on my ass, I moan silently.

But every touch is ooh la la la
It's true, la la la
Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you keep me coming for ya

He pulls away and gives a quick kiss to my lips. Suddenly he harshly begins to kiss me again.

(Right now I have to do this thing so heres the deal.
Lance=bold
You=bold+italic
Both=underlined+bold
This doesn't apply for the above, just the following)

All along I've been coming for you
And I hope it meant something to you
Call my name, I'll be coming for you

Coming for you
Coming for you
Coming for you

For you
Ooh, he loves it when I come
For you

Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you keep me coming for you

(Afterwards, cus I think you know what kind of coming was going on in there)

I shakily walk out of the restroom, starstruck. Lance is so good. I love this man too much, this mexican speaking man. I flop down in the bed with half wet hair and barely having my shorts on. Lance flops down with me, we both lay there listening to the beating of eachothers hearts and our soft panting.

He pulls my boxer shorts up more and then my shorts. I cuddle into his form, when I'm half asleep under the blanket he threw on us I notice something.

"Lance...........you don't have clothes on....." I deadpan.

He giggles. We ignore the fact that he's nude and both fall asleep in eachothers arms.

Edit: I'm very sorry for not researching Lance's ethnicity. Thank you for those that have told me he is Cuban. I'm very very sorry!