~🚀💫Klance Book💫🚀~

~Jacket(SMUT FINALLY)~

{OK OK OK, so don't judge bc I've roleplayed TONS of smut but I've never posted it before so it may be rusty idk, just be warned}

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Keefy boi's P.O.V.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK!" I snarled quietly to myself as I paced around the training room, knife twirling effortlessly through my fingers as I stomped back and forth, cursing. I groaned and turned sharply, the knife sliding from my fingers, leather bushing my palm like clockwork and hitting the training bot dead in its forehead. Wires fizzed with electricity as the bot fell to its knees and blanked out, a metallic clang filling the pristine white room. Usually this would have calmed the loud, distracting, nearly painful thump in my chest but all it did now was make it worse. "WHY?! Why of all people would I-?! AARRGHH!" I snarled to myself and slammed down the rest of the knives, plopping down on a nearby bench and snatching up a water bottle. I growled quietly and drank it, panting slightly from how worked up I was getting myself. I knew I was freaking myself out but I didn't know how to stop it so I just delt with it. My fist clenched on the cold water bottle, hand going a little numb at the temperature.  'Stupid fucking asshole, who does he think he is?! Smiling at me like that, with that stupid cut on his face after the mission and that stupid perfect dorky smile and his stupid ocean eyes and-' "FUCK!" I whimpered and lowered the bottle from my lips, growling and stomping a foot.  "This has to stop...what if Voltron picks up on this the next time we fight?! Ngh, I'd never hear the end of it.." I muttered and hung my head, biting my bottom lip as I thought and bounced my leg from the floor stressfully. "I'll...I'll just talk to him about it...maybe punch him...that'll help..." I mumbled and stood, looking around. Still hot from training, I left my jacket behind as I rubbed my face and slowly, hesitantly walked to Lance's room. I felt my chest and throat tighten and I gulped a little as I knocked, "Lance..?" No one answered. I frowned and felt my eyebrows furrow, "Lance...?" I called a little louder his time. I growled quietly, "LANCE!" I was just about to knock again when the door slid open and a cool female robot voice spoke, "The blue paladin is currently at the recreational swimming area." I raised an eyebrow and grumbled but slowly slipped into the room, "Fine by me I guess..." I slipped my hands into my pockets and looked around, nothing really catching my eyes until they landed on his bed. His green jacket lay there, sallow without its owner wearing it. The pounding in my chest got harder and I swallowed thickly as I crept to the bed, slowly sitting down and pulling the jacket into my lap. The jacket was soft to the touch. I didn't think twice before letting my eyes slip closed and raising the fabric to my nose, taking a deep breath and nearly melting. My fists clenched on it and I felt my lips part slightly in a soft sigh. 'Lance...it smells just like Lance...' my teeth bit down harder on my bottom lip and I slowly pulled the jacket on, it was a little big but that just made me like it more. It hung bag-ily around my hips and legs. I found myself nuzzling the shoulders of the jacket, bringing the long sleeves to my face and taking slow deep breaths. I felt my thighs unwillingly clench together. I was getting lost, sent calming me to the very core, the soft ocean breeze still lingered on it, just like Lance...
To my sudden and utter horror I felt my member twitch slightly at the smell, making my cheeks flush more than they already had been as I gulped. "F-Fuck, no! S-stop it!" I whispered-yelled but it was too late, I definitely had a hard on. I winced and my back arched slightly, my pretty much pitifully small member throbbing painfully. "M-Mm-!" I cursed quietly and my breath started to get heavier. "I-I guess...I mean he's n-not here right...?" I muttered to myself as I bit down on my bottom lip and let a hand trail down to my buckle slowly. 'I can't believe I'm about to do this....' I thought as he slowly slipped my black jeans off, feeling the fabric brushing against my thighs as I tossed them to the side. I bit his lip harder, hesitating to slip off my boxers as well but just slipping my hand under the waistband instead to settle it. I gasped as my hand brush against my hard on, making my body shudder slightly. "R-Relax.." I breathed out, emotions raging through my head. Mostly guilt, embarrassment, and pure lust....the last one being the fuel for the current utterly compromising position I had just slammed myself into. I closed my eyes tightly as my chest rose and feel slowly, hand wrapping around my own length. My breath hitched and my body flushed even more. My legs slowly spread on instinct and I moved back so my spine rested against the wall, my head tilting back slightly as I raised my free hand to cover my mouth, holding back small sounds of utter bliss as I started to pump myself slowly. I could feel Lance's bed sheets under my toes as they curled in pleasure, my hand covered by the sleeve of his jacket pressing a little harder against my mouth. Fabric against fabric made a soft comforting brushing sound as I felt my back arch lightly, shifting my head to the side as I squeezed my eyes shut tighter. I was loosing it, even though I tried to stop myself my body was so overwhelmed tears gathered in my closed eyes. 'What's wrong with me?! I never get this worked up!' 'What if someone came in?! Oh god I'd be so fucked,' 'I'm such an idiot I have to stop-' thoughts swirled here and there but at the sound of a door slipping shut my eyes snapped open and I froze. The air seemed to get heavier, thicker, hotter. The soft cool voice of the castle cut through it like a warm butter knife, "The blue paladin has returned to his quarters." I didn't dare to move, or breath, or think. A small click sounded, again the voice speaking like a calm leaf sitting in the middle of the ramped storm of my heart sputtering in panic against my ribs. "Door locked." It announced smoothly, followed by slow but meaningful footsteps. With stuttering breath I managed to lift my head and peek over my hand, eyes landing on a tall jacket-less figure with a smirk so wide it nearly devoured his face. "Ohhhhh boy Mullet, looks like you got yourself trapped," Lance's voice sent pinpricks up my spine, making my breath hitch altogether. 'Shit shit shit SHIT SHIT SHIT!' "I was looking for this.." Lance hummed lightly, smirk growing as he plopped down on the bed and tugged the end of the jacket with a positivity evil grin. The feeling of the jacket tugging on my shoulder sent consciousness suddenly flooding into my limbs, making my eyes shoot wide and my hand recoil from my boxers quicker than a snake as I screeched, "LANCE WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU DONT YOU FUCKING KNOCK?!" My throat burned and my stomach knotted into pits of embarrassment. I kicked the bedsheets in a vein effort to scramble away but powerful hands wrapped around my ankles and yanked me back with a huff, making a yelp leave my lips as I looked up at him. "It's my room Keefy boy I don't have to knock, but I have to say I'm especially glad I didn't this time," he smirked more, making me swallow hard as I laid on my back, utterly vulnerable to Lance, but nothing in me wanted to move away. I couldn't even be truly angry, I was in his room, doing something out of my mind, I had no excuses, but that didn't mean I was going to loose my pride without a fight. "What's that supposed to mean," I snarled, voice cracking slightly and making my already red cheeks turn a dangerous shade of my own lion. Lance chuckled lightly, the sound coming from deep in his chest but it was tinged with slight growl that made my spine shudder. "It means, oh dear Samurai, that I have the advantage over you~" he moved so my legs where wrapped around his waist and his long tanned fingers interlocked with my smaller pale ones, pressing them against the bed next to my head as he hovered over me with a smirk. My breath nearly stopped completely as I choked on my own reply, throat clenching as I gulped and eyes widening. "And I love, having that advantage..." There it goes, bye bye pride, I did try. He seemed so cocky, so sure of himself as he grinned but suddenly paused, looking down at me more intently which I didn't know if it was worse or better on my nerves. "Hay, dude if you don't erm..." he gulped lightly and sat back, letting my hands go. "If your not interested just tell me..." Weight lifted off my belly, the painful ache turning into more of a longing one as I looked away, cheek pressing against the sheets for a moment before I shot up, arms wrapping around his neck and lips brushing against his shockingly soft ones as I spoke, "I-I'm really interested you idiot," his eyes lit up and I felt him grin against my mouth, arms sneaking around my waist and making me half melt and half tense. "Heheh, even you couldn't resist my charm, jacking off with my jacket-!" "SHUT IT! Sh-shut up before I change my mind!" My cheeks flushed over again, making him snicker. "Alrighty then mullet, that's an offer I can't refuse," he pulled me close so our chest pressed together and our lips pushed firmly against one another's. I gulped slightly, but a tiny
reluctant smile pulled on the corner of my own lips, 'Oh god here we go...'

{*hacking in the background* its fine, pls scuze my awkward public smut stage I'll get used to it lol. What they do after this story is up for speculation
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