Voltron

Breath Play

By RaisingQueen2 (FallenQueen2)

pairing: Lance/hunk

🔥Warnings: breath Play, choking, BDSM, anal sex, dirty talk, praise kink, riding, rough sex, creampie.

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Hunk couldn’t but stare honestly it wasn’t his fault. Lance was beautiful every day but this was something else entirely. Lance was naked and straddling his lap, his head was tipped back exposing his throat to Hunk. His tanned skin was glistening with sweat and his lithe muscles flexed and rippled as he bounced himself on Hunk’s cock.

“Hunk, Hunk,” Lance was mewling unable to form any other words than Hunk’s name. Hunk adored seeing his boyfriend like this, so lost in his pleasure that he could only speak his name. Hunk smoothed his hands up Lance’s thighs and over his hips as Hunk purposely snapped his own upward, driving himself harder into Lance.

Lance’s fingers scrambled at Hunk’s chest for balance as he cried out sounding wrecked. Hunk dragged his gaze away from Lance’s hazy eyes and parted wide lips and found himself staring entranced by the exposed flesh of Lance’s throat. Hunk didn’t stop himself from leaning up and grazing the protruding Adam’s apple with his teeth. Lance keened and squeezed up around Hunk from where the larger man was buried inside of him.

“Hunk,” Lance whined as he wrapped his arms around Hunk’s shoulders as he rotated his hips. The action rubbed Lance’s weeping erection against Hunk’s stomach, the friction causing Lance to moan and hips stutter in their rotation.

“Such a pretty neck,” Hunk found himself murmuring as he laid sloppy kisses over the taut skin and sucking at Lance's Adam’s apple again. Lance wiggled on his boyfriend’s lap as little gasps fell from his lips as he burned with arousal.

“Wanna wrap my hands around it so bad,” Hunk spewed out, surprising himself with at a jolt of arousal shot through him at the mental image of his hand wrapped around Lance’s neck, pounding into him as Lance mewled and gasped for breath that only Hunk could give him.

“Oh fuck, Hunk, please.” Lance whimpered when he felt Hunk throb inside of him.

“Can I Lance? Can I cover your throat with my hand?” Hunk asked slowly, bringing Lance to a still on his lap and nudging Lance’s head back down so they could lock eyes.

“Yes,” Lance breathed out before moaning when Hunk carefully curled his large fingers around the column of flesh and pressed his thumb against Lance’s Adam’s apple. Lance’s eyes slipped closed as he shuddered and clenched up around Hunk’s length.

“Perfect,” Hunk whispered in amazement as he throbbed inside of his boyfriend as he took in the sight of Lance’s throat covered by his hand almost completely.

“Harder,” Lance forced his eyes open as the plead fell from his lips and Hunk wet his own as he slowly tightened his grip. Lance gasped for air, eyes rolling up into his head as he drove himself down onto Hunk, desperation evident in this action.

“You look so pretty like this, riding my cock with my hand around your throat.” Hunk praised as he tightened his grip, always watching Lance, making sure he wasn’t being hurt. Lance was dizzy with pleasure, being so filled with Hunk already and now he was nearing his climax while his air supply was slowly being cut off. It was insane yet perfect, Lance rocked his hips quickly and put more force into his downward drops.

Hunk kept his hand firm and steady around Lance’s throat but with the rest of his body, he flipped them around. Lance gave a breathy moan as he ended up flat on his back with Hunk between his legs. Hunk squeezed as he began to rough pound into Lance, whose leg weakly wrapped around his waist eagerly.

“Hunk,” Lance gasped out, eyes closing as he tossed his arms up over his head and twisted his fingers around until he could clutch at the bed sheets and the pillow as Hunk fucked into him.

Hunk dug his fingers in a touch harder at the same time he struck Lance’s prostate and that was all Lance knew for a moment or two as his orgasm exploded out of him.

Lance slowly opened his eyes, feeling sore and wet while gentle fingers traced his throat. Lance took a few deep, ragged breaths as he came back to his senses completely before letting his head loll to the side. Hunk was propped up on the bed next to him, looking just as wrecked as Lance felt at that moment.

“You okay?” Hunk asked in a quiet voice as he traced what Lance was sure were blossoming bruises on his throat.

“Yeah, it was so good,” Lance reassured Hunk, voice rough and it did hurt a bit to talk but Lance thought the trade-off was worth it. He planned on wearing Hunk’s fingerprint bruises like a badge of honor. Lance lifted his hand and laced his fingers together with Hunk’s as he shifted closer to lay his head on his boyfriend’s chest. Lance felt his cheeks heat as he felt Hunk’s seed run down his thighs out of his ass but he pushed it aside when Hunk kissed his temple and wrapped him up in his large, strong arms.

“I love you, Lance,” Hunk murmured into Lance’s hair.

“I love you too,” Lance whispered as he tipped his head back for a proper kiss.

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