Catnip Crazy

With one hand gently gripping Lance's hip, and the other holding himself steady, he slowly pushed the head of his erection into Lance's entrance, furrowing his eyebrows in concentration. As soon as pushed past the first ring of muscle, both parties groaned loudly. He snapped his hips forward and buried himself balls deep in the tight heat.Lance's eyes rolled to the back of his head, tounge falling out of an open mouthed grin Seeing how Lance's long tail curled in pleasure and how his ears flattened against his head made Keith want to pound into the brunet so hard that Lance wouldn't stop cumming. Soon his hips were pressed against Lance's ass as he waited for the brunet to get accustomed.

"Don't hold back," ordered Lance as he looked over his shoulder to Keith. "I want you to fuck me like you mean it , okay?" His tone left no room for arguing, and, for once, Keith didn't want to. He wasn't sure if he'd even be able to go slow. Pulling back, Keith let just the tip rest inside of his hole before he was snapping his hips forward again, knocking the wind out of Lance. He shrieked in pleasure. Man, the boy was loud in bed.

"Like that?" questioned Keith, smugness lacing his tone.

"Oh," Lance screamed. "Just like that!"

Keith set a punishing pace that had Lance keening. His knuckles were white with the force he put into gripping the sheets underneath him. The sound of skin hitting skin added to the cacophony of pleasured noises—most of them coming from Lance. The brunet's tail swayed from the pleasure, sometimes tickling Keith's nose and startling him. The third time it happened, Keith growled softly and gripped it at its base.

Lance's breath hitched in pleasure, causing Keith to halt his thrusts.

"W-Why... did you s-stop?" Keith was silent as he experimentally squeezed Lance's tail—gently, of course. The reaction he got was something he'd jerk off to until the end of time. Or until he had something better. Lance groaned out his name as his body went lax. His tail was just as sensitive as his neck, but in a different way. Grinning softly, Keith snaked an arm around Lance's chest and lifted him up until he was flushed against Keith's chest, legs splayed as wide as they could go. Keith gripped lance's tail at it's base, pumping it slightly with every new thrust.

The change in position made it possible for Keith to reach pleasure he couldn't before. As soon as he started thrusting, Lance jerked back and yelled something about "right there". Knowing what he meant, Keith angled his hips so that every thrust hit Lance's prostate, enjoying the way he babbled incoherent things in between cries.

"Keith, I-I'm so close...," warned Lance, reaching a hand towards his throbbing cock that slapped loudly against his stomach with every thrust, smearing it with pre-cum. He whined softly when his hands were pulled behind his back and held in one of Keith's. "Keith... Keith, please."

"I want you to cum without being touched," ordered Keith, much to Lance's weird mix of pleasure and displeasure.

"B-But—"

"You can do it. I know you can. Wanna know why?" Lance nodded softly. "Because you're a good kitty who likes to please his owner."

That was the last straw for Lance. He threw his head back and screamed in euphoric pleasure as string after string of cum decorated his stomach and cock. Keith wasn't that far behind. With a squeeze to Lance's tail, Keith buried himself as deep as he could and spilled hot liquid inside of Lance, groaning the cat hybrid's name softly. The two sat there and caught their breath as they came down from their orgasmic highs. Keith was about to pull out when he felt Lance squeezing around him, making it harder to leave him. He shot a bewildered look towards him, waiting for an explanation.

Nuzzling the side of his face, Lance purred, "It took me forever to get you inside of me. I'm not ready for you to leave just yet. I just love being full of your thick cock."

"So you're a cockslut now? Figured. Your ass was just so thirsty for me, wasn't it?" Keith thrusted up into the boy one last time to prove his point. Lance gasped as Keith's cum dripped out of his hole.

 He maneuvered them so that they were lying on their sides and he was spooning Lance from behind, chin resting on top of his head. There was a comfortable silence as they basked in one another's presence, Keith playing with lance's tail. Keith was certain he could fall asleep like this.

RING. RING.

Or not.

Groaning in exasperation, Keith detached himself from Lance and slid out of his ass with a gasp to get to his phone, which he happened to leave outside of his room. The walk to where it was located and back was an awkward one. Hunk better have a good reason for calling.

"Hello?"

"Is everything alright with Lance?" asked Hunk in a concerned tone.

"Yeah, everything's alright. He's good now."

"Put us on speaker. I want to talk to Lance," demanded Pidge. Pursing his lips, Keith switched his phone to speaker and told them that Lance could hear them.

"Did it work?" Keith paused in his trek back to bed.

"It did," purred Lance with a dopey grin. Did what work? he thought.

"Was it worth it?"

"Very worth it. I don't think I'll be going anywhere soon," confessed Lance. "Thanks for the help!"

"Anytime."

"Hunk, what—"

"I have no idea, Keith," interrupted Hunk. "Glad that Lance is okay, though. Talk to you later!" There was a beep as Hunk ended the call.

Keith placed his phone on his nightstand before sliding back onto the bed to spoon with Lance. They were going to be sticky and dirty, and Lance was going to throw a fit, but Keith ignored all of that in favor of confronting Lance about his conversation with Keith.

"Pidge helped you?"

"Yeah, everything I did wasn't working, so Shiro and Pidge suggested catnip."

"...You know what catnip is?"

"Every cat hybrid knows what catnip is, Keith, and what it's for." snickered Lance as he flipped to lay on his other side and face the man. It was at that moment that Keith realized he'd been tricked to have sex with Lance. The brunet knew what catnip was, and so he knew the effects it had. And what you had to do to "cure" it.

"Smart boy," stated Keith as he wrapped Lance up into his arms and brought him closer. Lance began to purr instantly. They stayed like that until they fell into a deep sleep.