Out of Your League

Chapter Thirteen

((Chapter thirteen! A nice mix of fluff and a little bit of smut. I hope you guys enjoy! Thanks for all your support! Check out my other stuff, if you want! Happy reading! - Wolfie))

Warmth spread through Keith as he sat against Lance's chest. Lance had his arms around Keith's waist, his chin on Keith's uninjured shoulder as they watched American Horror Story on Lance's laptop. Blankets piled up around them, helping keep the shivering omega warm. Keith snuggled back against his new boyfriend, humming softly as he curled up against Lance's strong and lean body. 

"You're warm..." Keith mumbled, trying to get as much heat as possible. 

"I try," Lance laughed, reaching up to begin stroking Keith's silky black hair. At the touch of Lance's fingers on his scalp, Keith melted, sighing. Lance gently scraped his fingernails against Keith's head. Keith mewled at the sensation, his eyelids fluttering. "Hmm... You like that?"

"Yeah..." Keith breathed, pushing his head up into Lance's hand. After a few minutes, Keith's chest began to rumble with purrs. His purr had a raspy tone to it and was held in the back of his throat. 

Lance's inner alpha swelled with pride at the fact that he had made the omega purr. He wanted to be the only one to hear the sweet sound that came from the omega. "Let me be the only one to hear you," Lance leaned down, lips against Keith's ear. His voice was low, a hint of a growl in his words. 

A shiver went through Keith's body at the tone of Lance's voice. The way Lance spoke those words made Keith's inner omega swoon. He wanted to say something sarcastic, but he didn't have the energy. "O-okay," Keith agreed, voice breathy and whiny. 

Lance buried his nose into the scent gland at the base of Keith's neck, just above his spine. He inhaled the smell of rain, his head going fuzzy. His arms encircled Keith's waist again. Unknowingly, Lance began to kiss at Keith's scent gland, making goosebumps rise on Keith's pale skin. 

"Lance," Keith whimpered, back arching slightly. Lance chuckled, starting to kitten lick the area, teasing the omega in his lap. A high moan left Keith's lips and his eyes closed. His breath was uneven as he let Lance do what he wanted. 

"Will you let me make you feel good?" Lance asked, not letting his alpha take over him completely. He didn't want to be like one of those alphas who took whatever they wanted from an omega just because they were an alpha. 

"Will you stop if I say to?"

"Of course. I won't make you do anything you don't want to," Lance reassured, kissing Keith's neck and biting lightly every once in a while. 

"Okay. Go ahead..." Keith agreed, relaxing against the kind alpha. 

At Keith's answer, Lance pushed his hands up under Keith's shirt, his touch light and gentle. Keith bit his lip, pushing the thoughts of Lance doing something to hurt him out of his head. He watched Lance's hands as they moved up his body. Lance's fingers felt callused, but they were soft at the same time. The tips of Lance's fingers brushed over the tops of Keith's nipples, making the smaller boy moan. 

"Yeah? You like when I touch you there?" Lance's voice was a sultry purr. 

"Mhm..." Keith leaned his head back against Lance's shoulder, hands fluttering at his sides. "L-Lance..."

"Okay, okay," laughed Lance, pinching the small pink buds. Keith yelped, back arching. He could feel something pressing against his lower back . 

"Lance... Do you need some help?" Keith asked innocently, looking up at his boyfriend with big eyes. 

"Nah. Not right now," Lance pressed light, loving kisses on the exposed skin of Keith's neck. "This is about you, honeybadger."

"Y-you sure?" Keith panted as Lance moved a hand down to the waistband of Keith's pants, rubbing his thumb along the porcelain skin below Keith's bellybutton. 

"Yeah. Let's wait a little longer for that, m'kay? I want you to feel nice. You've had to deal with so much. I want to take some of that pain away," Lance murmured against Keith's ear as he slipped his hand into Keith's pants, startling the omega.

"Mm... Okay," Keith jerked his hips up slightly at the feeling of Lance's warm hand around his member. His face burned. Omegas had no need for large lengths due to the fact that the majority of the omega population was female. Male omegas didn't need them because they couldn't impregnate others. They were the ones who got impregnated. However, with all the hype about having big dicks usually makes male omegas extremely self-conscious. 

"Tell me if you want me to stop," Lance spoke softly, beginning to pump Keith's cock slowly. Keith gasped, bucking his hips into Lance's hand. 

"L-Lance...! A-ah... F-Feels good..." Keith whined, fists clenched in the sheets and his face buried in Lance's neck. His eyes shut tightly as Lance stroked him faster. 

"Yeah? Am I doing good?" Lance rubbed his thumb over the slit of Keith's dick, making the omega cry out with pleasure. A small amount of precum had beaded at Keith's tip, which Lance had now spread over the shaft. "Tell me what you want."

"F-faster! M-more!" Keith begged, squirming around on top of the alpha. "Please, alpha!"

Lance growled low, doing as Keith asked and moving his hand faster. The sound of Lance's growl made Keith release a long keen. His lips had parted and his dick twitched. 

"Are you close?"

Keith didn't trust himself enough to speak without letting out a moan. He simply nodded against Lance's skin, tears beading at his eyes. He never had the time to do anything at home. Along with the fact that he had big insecurities about the size of his length. 

"Well then," Lance had a low tone with a sexy guttural rumble in his throat. "Cum for me."

Keith tensed. "L-Lance!" He screamed, hips snapping upwards and eyes rolling back as clear liquid with milky swirls shot from his tip. Lance stroked Keith all the way through his orgasm. Panting, Keith melted against Lance, twitching slightly as he came down from his high. 

Lance clucked his tongue, looking down at his hand. "You made such a mess," he teased. Keith muttered incoherently as he hid his face in Lance's chest. 

"S-sorry..."

"I'm kidding, babe. I'll get you some new clothes," Lance pecked Keith on the cheek before worming his way out from underneath him. 

Keith sighed heavily, falling back down onto the bed. His eyelids fluttered shut as Lance gathered another pair of pajama pants and boxers. Lance also grabbed a box of baby wipes before returning to the bed. Sitting down, Lance took out a wipe to begin cleaning off Keith's lower region. 

"I'm cleaning you now. Is that okay?" 

"Mnh..." Keith replied, too tired to form words. Chuckling, Lance drew the wipe along Keith's stomach, inner thighs, and crotch. He smiled as he watched the goosebumps rise on Keith's skin. 

"I'm gonna need your help if I'm gonna put boxers and pants on you," Lance cooed, tossing out the wipe and taking hold of Keith's ankles. Keith groaned softly, raising his feet to allow Lance to slide on the underwear and fresh pair of flannel pants. 

Once Lance finished, Keith dropped his legs, allowing them to bounce dramatically on the mattress. Though tired, he managed to smile, eyes open just enough to gaze at Lance. 

"C'mere! S' warm..." Keith pouted while making grabby hands. Chills began to run through his body again without the warmth of Lance. 

"Okay, okay," Lance obliged, crawling back under the covers with the shy omega. He sat up again when he realized he hadn't turned off his computer. Shutting the laptop, Lance sighed with a lopsided grin. 

Keith immediately nuzzled against Lance's strong chest, hands clutching at the back of Lance's shirt. "Don' leave..." Keith's words were muffled against the cloth. "Please... I don't wanna be alone..."

Lance didn't think Keith knew what he was saying, but he was planning on replying anyway. "I won't. I'm here for you. I won't ever leave you, honeybadger."  

Lance ran his fingers through Keith's hair until he fell asleep. He himself fell asleep to the sound of Keith's throaty purr, thinking of all the amazing things he planned to do with his new boyfriend.