Keith giggles at the TV, legs tangled with his boyfriend's as they hold each other's hands. His tail sways right and left in content as he snuggles his head on Lance's chest. He's practically draped around him like a leech but he doesn't care.
Suddenly something shifts and Keith's tail shoots up like a distressed cat. A pool of heat starts to form from his stomach and it quickly spreads to his shoulder, his legs, his face until he's squirming and shivering in need.
"Baby?" Lance's voice sounds far away to his ears as his boyfriend sits up straight, hands cupping Keith's face in concern. "Baby you're warm."
Keith lets out a sound close to a whine as he cups Lance's face and slobber his face with kisses and kitten licks.
"Keith?" Lance asks nervously.
"Lance," Keith moans out, his lips near his neck leaving goosebumps at their wake. He opens his mouth to let his pretty little tongue out and licks a straight line on the earlobe.
"Lance, please fuck me," he breathes out, grinding down hard on the noticeable bulge under him.
Lance curses, hands instinctively wrapping around Keith's waist as he stares into pools of dark galaxy. He swears he can see stars as he mumbles, "Heat?"
The other doesn't answer. Instead, he crumples Lance's collar and pulls him into a kiss. He doesn't wait, opening his mouth and letting the other's tongue in to swirl in and explore each and every cavern.
Shit he tastes better everyday, Lance thinks.
Legs wrapped around his waist tightly, Lance is quick to break the kiss, yet it's still on Keith's sweaty, pale skin, leaving kisses down his neck. Lance groans as his boyfriend squirms, leaning his head back to give more access.
Lance smirks. Don't mind if I do.
He picks a suitable place as sucks hard, making Keith gasp and his hands travel from his waist down to his ass, giving it a tight squeeze, chuckling deeply when the tail wraps around his arm protectively.
A hand makes its way to Lance's cheek and next thing he knows, he's kissing Keith again.
"Lance," Keith gasps out, breaking the kiss as he arches his back, nails clawing his back, his neck and everything it can reach. It digs deep enough to leave marks yet Lance doesn't mind, instead he finds it quite hot actually. "Lance," his breath feels hot against his ear, "bedroom."
Lance keeps his mouth occupied on his boyfriend's salty, purple skin but when he feels Keith grinding down hard on his dick, he immediately lifts them both up muttering, "Shit shit shit yeah okay hold on baby."
He drops him on the bed, stepping back to pull his shirt off and throw it on the floor before crawling back to Keith, who was propping himself on his elbows, looking at him with such passion and lust it's almost impossible for Lance to not rip his clothes into pieces and fuck the fuck out of him until he breaks apart in pleasure.
Holding Keith's chin and tilting his head upwards, he takes his lips with his, kissing him more slowly, his hand moving up from his chin to cup his cheek, while the other trails down to lift his shirt up and circle his nipple, yet never touching it.
"Please, Lance," his boyfriend whines, arching his back into him. Fuck, Lance thinks. His nipples are literally begging for him to touch them. He moves his vision back to Keith when he feels something wet on his finger.
Licking the finger hungrily, Keith looks up to his boyfriend under pretty lashes, lips abused red as he licks them.
"Please, Lance."
Well how can he resist when his boyfriend begs this prettily?
Lance brings his index finger to touch the tip of Keith's nipple and the reaction is almost immediate, mouth gasping open in silent plea and Lance can feel the slight twitch against his thigh. The finger pushes the nipple down, swirling it in slow, small circles as he places light kisses on the chest.
He pulls his finger away in Keith's disappointment, placing the hand on his thigh, rubbing softly.
Keith watches with lidded eyes as Lance parts his pink lips open, his tongue protruding out as it hangs dangerously close to his perked nipple but not yet touching it.
Fucking shit does he know how to tease, Keith thinks closing his eyes.
"Baby," Lance's deep voice makes him open them again, "Keep your eyes on me mkay?"
Then he takes the nipple in his mouth and Keith fucking moans, both in pleasure and in relief. His hands going up to tangle itself in Lance's short, brown locks as his boyfriend busies himself.
When Lance gets bored, he pulls back, a string of saliva connecting to his lips, and he does the same treatment to the rejected nipple, making Keith pull on his hair as he grinds and squirms.
"Laaaaaaaaaance," Keith whines, his hand letting go of Lance's hair and grabbing Lance's hand on his thigh, placing it against his bulge as he looks desperately at Lance's eyes.
"Okay okay," Lance chuckles, siding away Keith's sweaty bangs away and placing a soft kiss on his forehead.
He sits up to get the condom his the drawer beside the bed and Keith pouts at the warmth loss. He quickly discards his jeans, moaning softly when the material brushes against his erection.
"Shit baby you're so wet," Lance groans, looking at the noticeable wet oval right in the middle of his underwear. He slips his finger inside it, pinching the band and pulling it down to his knees, watching in amusement as it slaps against his belly.
A trail of wetness drops from his ass and stains the bed and Lance uses his finger to pick some up and brings it in his mouth, sucking it dry as he keeps his eye contact.
It was weird for Lance the first time Keith told him that his ass lubricates by itself, but he's gotten used to it. In fact, he quite enjoys it actually. It's sexy and takes less time than using lube.
He groans when Keith cups his still covered bulge, hazed violet eyes meeting his in need. Shit, he's so fucking beautiful.
Lance leans in, mouth latching on Keith's nipple and sucking hard while his hands pulls down his pants along with his underwear, his dick revealing itself, hard and long. Keith moans when he finally sees his boyfriend fully naked, tail swinging left and right in delight.
As much as Lance wants to fuck him right away, he reminds himself he enjoy teasing his boyfriend a little. So he pushes a finger inside the tight hole, the soft squelching sound music to his ears as he slowly pulls and pushes it in and out.
The other mewls, grinding his ass down to take more of his finger and Lance almost came at the sight of the puckering hole literally sucking his finger in.
Not long after he adds another finger, his mouth moving on to tease the other nipple while his free hand goes to wrap its fingers on Keith's dick, rubbing the tip and smear the protruding liquid to the rest.
Keith's making this little ah ah ah sounds that goes straight to Lance's dick and when he feels that his boyfriend's stretched enough, he pulls the fingers out and wipes them off on the bedsheets. Keith moans at the loss but Lance is quick to replace it with his dick as he aligns it to the hole and pushes in fully in one go.
"Fuck!"
Lance grins when Keith wraps his legs around Lance's waist tightly, his arms wrapped around his neck as he throws his head back when Lance pulls back and pushes back in.
His tail is wrapped around Lance's thigh like a snake and his cute little ears are flopped down, trying to cover his red-flushed face as Lance fucks him hard against the mattress, the creaking sound of the bed mixing beautifully with the constant slapping sounds of skin and harsh breathings and moans and grunts creating some sort of song that Lance can listen forever.
Keith's body is on fire; he's moaning and purring and letting out different kinds of sounds that keeps Lance drilling down his tight hole like a starved man. But Lance knows that Keith isn't the type of person who takes slow sex. Keith loves being fucked until he can't walk for days, loves getting broken by Lance.
So Lance holds his waist, and flips him over and without Keith even realizing it, he's laying on his belly, ass pulled up on the air and Lance goes back plunging into his ass and Keith screams, eyes rolling back as he tries his best to rock his ass back and meet with Lance's quick, powerful thrusts.
"Ah ah ah~"
A familiar sensation begins to build in his stomach, and Lance knows his boyfriend's about to cum soon. He lifts Keith's right leg up to the side and thrusts in, the new angle hitting Keith's prostate dead on.
"Fuck," Keith sobs, "I'm close. I-I'm close. God I'm so fucking close please."
His pretty little ears twitches and Lance brings on hand to scratch below his ear and with that Keith lets go, throwing his head back and his eyes flashes yellow, cumming so hard and staining the bed.
He feels his body slowly losing warmth, letting his face fall against the bed, still moaning softly as Lance keeps thrusting, trying to reach his own high as well.
After a couple of few thrusts, Keith feels Lance pull his dick out, his hole still gaping wide and cold and he turns his body around with the rest of his energy, watching with lidded eyes his boyfriend jacking off on top of him.
He reaches out his hand to tangle its fingers around Lance's free hand, and squeezes it and then Lance cums, groaning out Keith's name as he decorates Keith with white, some getting on his face.
He feels Lance touch his cheek, eyes getting droopier and droopier as he wraps his arms around Lance, pulling him closer. Lance takes some of his cum off Keith's face and puts it against his boyfriend's lips, smiling when Keith opens his mouth immediately, lapping up the liquid like he's starved for it and licking his fingers clean.
"Good boy," Lance praises, almost getting hard again when Keith looks up at him so prettily, lips bruised and apart. He smiles when he notices his little galra slowly letting go of his hold, his eyes getting smaller and smaller until he finally closes his eyes and falls into a deep slumber.
Lance watches him for a while, asking himself how the fuck did he end up with someone as amazing as Keith?
Slowly, without disturbing his sleeping beauty, he stands up and grabs a towel, then proceeds to clean the mess he made, smirking when he sees the red marks and bruises covering Keith's skin, which was beginning to turn back into his usual milky colour, the purple fading away quickly.
When he's done, he lays himself beside Keith, wrapping an arm around him and not long, his breathing eventually matches the sleeping boy.
enjoy this quick smut ya perverts. i'm working on this chaptered klance fanfic but idk if I should put it in this book or just make a new book altogether as it'll be easier for yall to read. it's murderer keith and psychiatrist lance au, inspired by this fanfic i read last week :-) there would be smut in later chapters obviously, don't worry. tell me which one you prefer :)
another thing is should i post more chapters in my other book? cause,,,,,,, idk i still have doubts before publishing them T^T
that's all<3 thank you for reading and have a great day everyone !! -keyungso