(Woah staby staby knife thing! The good ish stuff. Btw more keith weird thoughts so like yee. And lance's weird thoughts as well but not as bad. Almost sex seen)
~Lance's pov!~
So keith keeps staring at me, just he'll watch me creepily. "Keith is something wrong?" I say waving my hand in front of his face. He jumps slightly. "Yeah sorry just thinking." He blinks a few times.
"Oh! Thinkin' 'bout what?" I ask sitting next to him. He smiles it looks a little fake. I kiss his cheek, "You. And doing things to you." Keith grabs a hand full of my hair making me yelp. His eye brows tilt in frustration. Like the type he had when i would do stuff with Isabella. 'Darn stop thinking about her! She's not important right now your with keith you need keith. He's your everything.' The voice in my head tells me.
"Oh really w-what things?" He perks up at me saying this, "maybe I'll let you do them." That gets a smirk out of him. I feel like i know what some of the things are.
"Well for starters," he pulls out his knife spinging it in his hand, "i want to claim you." This socks me, he wants me as his?
"C-claim me how?" I tilt my head.
"Claim you by carving my name into you." His words are cold and distant. I mean I'm not fully against it but we're like only a few days into dating. I don't even wanna have sex with him yet. So i don't want him to claim me, but what if i did let him?
Let him carve his name into me.. What place would hurt the least? My back maybe legs? I wouldn't want to be in pain and i think he would rather I'm not as well. "..okay w-what else?"
He smirks grabing my arm running the knife agents my skin softly. He slowly adds pressure at the point. What is he doing? He cuts open my arm not very deep only enough to break the skin and make slight blood, i hiss softly at the pain. He lightly carves in two Ks. I'm geussing for Keith Kogane. He lifts the knife up licking some of the blood off. My blood off l. A part of me is inside him. What if i make him sick. Then he puts the knife over my new cuts.
"This means your mine, and only mine" he puts more emphasis on the first mine and only. I look at him with a look of sadness and pain in my eyes. He kisses me with passion. He bits my lip softly asking if he can have permission to go in my mouth. I don't grant him the permission he so wants.
With me denying him he pulls my hair. Thus making me moan and open my mouth. He slips his toung inside. We fight for dominance, he wins after a bit. We make out untill he snakes his hand up my back. I hum into the kiss. He pulls at my shirt. He pulls away from the kiss with our saliva connecting us. He pulls off my shirt. I blush at him looking at my chest. I breath deeply.
He reconnects the kiss slidding his toung into my mouth again. He puts his hand on my crotch getting me hard as he pumps me threw the fabric. I get hard can tell as he trys to undo my pants. i help him by taking them off for him. Leaving him fully dressed and me in my boxer's. Keith smirks at me.
"Lance dear can i fuck you?" He asks making me blush.
"N-no I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry what." His voice is hard.
"Keith?"
"No."
"Sir??"
"No keep going."
"Master???"
"I like that good job. I'm your master and your my."
"Slave? Slut?? Something???"
"Your my slut your my-" "-filthy slut." He nods kissing my head getting up leaving me cold and hard.
"Come fine me after a bit. And only call me master and you can't talk unless i let you." Keith looks back at me i nod.
'fo my soulmate he's kinda rude.'
((A/N: woah oof sorry word count: 690. So lance is know owned by keith. Woah!))