Klance :: Not So Different

Heat

(Read at your own risk. Yaoi, boyxboy, nsfw, sex, whatever it is you want to call it is in this chapter. Just a warning.)

Keith paced in the training deck. He was going to train more, but anxiety crept up and clawed at his chest. The device with the message from the day before... Scared him. It was reminding him to choose either his friend's deaths, or betraying them. Pidge is the only one who knows, and the only one who will know.

He made a pitiful, sorrowful noise as he slumped to the floor, leaning against the wall. What on Earth was he supposed to do? Which choice was right? Was he an awful person for choosing-?

"Keith?"

Said paladin looked up, Lance standing just a meter or so away. The blue paladin sighed, lowering himself to sit beside Keith. "What's going on in that purple head, now?"

Keith blinked, then looked down at his hands. They were purple, and his eyesight was tinged yellow. "Oh... I was... I just was..."

Lance wrapped his arm around Keith's shoulders and drew him closer. "Nevermind. You don't have to say if you don't want, but you're not alone. We'll always be here for you." Keith didn't respond. He just nuzzled closer to Lance. Did he always smell this good? "I noticed you and Pidge talking this morning. When did you guys suddenly get so close?" Keith was now hardly paying attention to whatever Lance was talking about. His body was suddenly warm and yearned to be closer to the taller paladin. Keith tightened his fist, gripping Lance's jacket. "Keith? Are you okay?"

While he was lost in a daze, thinking about touching and kissing Lance, he had started panting softly, face flushed and hot. "Lance..."

"Are you sick?" Lance raised his hand to feel Keith's forehead, but the red paladin snatched his wrist and tossed his leg over Lance's crossed legs. Lance gasped, eyes widening as Keith straddled him, and the half-lidded gaze the smaller paladin gave him sent chills running down his spine. "Keith..?"

Quickly, without a thought, Keith lounged forward and crushed their mouths together, fisting Lance's hair to keep them together. Lance gripped Keith's waist, confused but terribly turned on by Keith's abrupt actions. The red paladin's ears flattened and twitched as he rubbed their bodies together, wanting more heat. He barely pulled away for air for a heartbeat before their mouths connected once more.

Lance nipped and tugged and sucked on Keith's lip, bringing soft moans from Keith's throat as well as deep purrs. Lance chuckled, but skipped the teasing that was sure to come soon after this to suck on Keith's tongue.

Lance's fingers hiked up Keith's shirt and dug into his fur, his skin tingling. Lance pulled away, only to then attack Keith's fading neck with kisses and nips and sucking. Keith gasped and moaned, tugging on Lance's hair for more.

The red paladin saw his fingers fading from purple to his normal, pale skin tone. He sighed, head lolling to allow Lance more access. "Lance... Lance, anyone could- hmn- see us..."

"Let them," Lance breathed out, grip tightening on his waist.

Keith whined softly, Lance biting down gently on his collar bone that was now its normal pale color. "No... No, a room... A room..."

Lance huffed, but then lifted both himself and Keith with ease. Keith's legs tightened around Lance's hips and his arms tightened around Lance's head. "Fine," he puffed, eyes narrowing at Keith, "but my room." Keith nodded eagerly. Lance stumbled through the hallway, accidentally dropping Keith some ways through.

Luckily, Keith reacted quickly, landing on his feet and keeping his arms locked tight around Lance's shoulders. "Lance." Keith smiled as the blue paladin grumbled.