I’m good, I’m-- oh god, I’m good, I’m great, you’re great, [ he babbles, his knees hitching higher every time shiro’s teeth find his skin. freaking out over hickies will come later. lance has never had a hickie in his life and he’d never even entertained the possibility of letting an alpha mark him up, but if there’s anything that pleases an alpha during rut it’s physical evidence of ownership. his fingers slip to the small of shiro’s back and then he boldly squirms a hand between them, rubbing over the head of shiro’s cock and toying with the piercing. he’s still soft and loose between them but shiro is so hard and ready. ]

You should come on me, [ he blurts out suddenly, and then looks horrified, and then sort of rallies behind it the way he would for a really bad decision that’s already been made and can’t be taken back now. ]