( yeah, he can't speak, mouth suddenly invaded by the heat of lance's -- the worst part is that he actually arches into it at first, shocked but still kissing him back, and he doesn't have shiro to blame. his eyes are wide and he sees lance and still kisses him, desperate since shiro's been gone, not -- not that his relationship with shiro is easily replicated, but sex is something he didn't have to think about, could lose himself in. he's been aggravated and emotional, not feeling loved for so long.
the red lion hisses at him go, do it, and he shudders and rolls his shoulders, fixing his seat on lance, so his knees are on the outsides of his thighs. he's smaller than shiro, which is his only frame of reference, and the figure is awkward, but keith braces himself with one hand cupping lance's chin. )
If you tell anyone about this I'll beat you.
( the red lion makes his disapproval known. you're the leader now, protect your pride. keith sighs and leans so their foreheads touch, keeping his eyes on lance. )
Look, just. Keep your eyes closed and don't think.
( and keith will kiss him, their heads tilted together, tonguing out against the line of his mouth in a way shiro had taught him. he's emulating him, trying to do -- whatever he'd do, maybe. protect the people closest. wraggle a free arm down to push aside the messy jacket, wrapping slender, calloused fingers around his leaking cock. )
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( yeah, he can't speak, mouth suddenly invaded by the heat of lance's -- the worst part is that he actually arches into it at first, shocked but still kissing him back, and he doesn't have shiro to blame. his eyes are wide and he sees lance and still kisses him, desperate since shiro's been gone, not -- not that his relationship with shiro is easily replicated, but sex is something he didn't have to think about, could lose himself in. he's been aggravated and emotional, not feeling loved for so long.
the red lion hisses at him go, do it, and he shudders and rolls his shoulders, fixing his seat on lance, so his knees are on the outsides of his thighs. he's smaller than shiro, which is his only frame of reference, and the figure is awkward, but keith braces himself with one hand cupping lance's chin. )
If you tell anyone about this I'll beat you.
( the red lion makes his disapproval known. you're the leader now, protect your pride. keith sighs and leans so their foreheads touch, keeping his eyes on lance. )
Look, just. Keep your eyes closed and don't think.
( and keith will kiss him, their heads tilted together, tonguing out against the line of his mouth in a way shiro had taught him. he's emulating him, trying to do -- whatever he'd do, maybe. protect the people closest. wraggle a free arm down to push aside the messy jacket, wrapping slender, calloused fingers around his leaking cock. )