Welp, this'll be.. an experience.
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Lance hugged Keith tightly, watching the movie portrayed across his large television. Gore was splayed everywhere, and, despite his feminem boyfriend blocking half of it as he sat in his lap, back against Lance's shoulder, he was horrified. Keith noticed that he was shaking, ready to give his lover cuddles. "Scared~?" He teased. Lance rolled his beautiful blue eyes. Keith couldn't help but stare into his eyes.
Lance's blue eyes, more beautiful than any scene Keith had ever experienced. He would have gone crazy to see those vast blue irises, more beautiful than the vista he'd seen when they went on a trip to Brazil. Which probably sucked more than Keith did.
Slowly, the much shorter boy leaned in, connecting their lips in a gentle loving kiss. Lance didn't take but a second to kiss back into Keith's plump lips.
When they were alone, Keith never felt the need to wear a binder. It was more comfortable to go without it, being as it did restrict his chest. And being hit in the chest hurt like hell. How did guys stand it? Just punching each other in the chest? He felt like he'd been shot if he even got thumped in the chest.
Lance held Keith by his hips, tuning out the loud television. Just a nice chaste kiss. As always, it took one kiss for him to crave the boy's plump lips for days. He couldn't help but attempt to twist his boyfriend around, which surprisingly, Keith obligied and straddled Lance's waist.
The two eventually pulled away from each other's mouths, huffing. "Birth control?" Lance quietly asked. Keith nodded quickly. "As always," he responded.
Lance didn't feel to bad shimmying his hands up Keith's shirt at that. "Escalating?" The pale boy giggled. "We haven't done it in like.. five months.." the cuban whined. Keith was never too submissive, and normally a brat in bed, but this seemed to go well. "You owe me ice cream after this."
Lance didn't mind that, pulling Keith's shirt off as he nibbled on the boy's pale neck. The purple hickeys seemed so beautiful on his milky white skin. The contrast was so lovely.
Keith's breath hitched at the feeling of Lance's warm mouth on his neck, which was deprived of attention. A moan seeped through his lips.
Lance attacked his pale skin once more, not realizing how flustered Keith was.
However, the shorter boy was getting impatient. He pulled Lance's shirt off, quickly. The Cuban laughed, but didn't hesitate to unzip and unbutton his jeans. Keith pulled his crotch to Lance's chest, allowing him to shimmy them off. Unfortunately, he fell right back onto Lance's erection, pushing out a hardly audible moan. Of course, the taller boy smirked. Keith's leggings were soon lost onto the floor by the other boy's fingers.
Lance began to remove the pair of boxers that rested on Keith's hips, when an idea flung itself into his head.
"Kitty~" he cooed. Keith let out a breathy sigh. "Yes?" It wasn't but a second before Lance's quick reply filled his ears. "Want to ride me?" Keith nodded. "Speak up, baby~"
"Yes.."
Lance dove down, finishing undressing himself. He watched his boyfriend flinch for a second.. but his hard nipples and the wet substance leaking from his vagina said he wasn't scared. The younger male pressed his tongue against his Keith's clit. He watched the shorter boy gasp, then moan as he moved his tongue in a circular motion.
Keith had such a feminem voice when moaning and it drove Lance nuts. He continued to wrap his tongue around Keith's cunt. "Yes.. da- Lance.." he moaned, quiet and slowly. It was steaming hot, if you asked Lance. Watching his boyfriend lightly bounce as he placed his legs on Lance's shoulders.. it was too perfect. The taller male made his way around Keith's vagina, licking inside the pink lips.
His cock ached in his underwear, but he promised himself to take it slow. He watched the ravenette gasp as he slurped up the wet substance. "Lance, Jesus.. just dick me.. please.."
Who was Lance to decline such a call?
He pulled down his boxers, letting Keith examine his size, being as his boyfriend hadn't seen his dick in a sexual way for five months- which was a bit too long. Keith licked over his boyfriend's throbbing member, wrapping a hand around it. Lance was above average, but the shorter boy didn't want to fuel his already bursting at the seams ego. He pumped it, licking up his shaft a few more times.
Lance laid back, watching Keith carefully with his blue eyes. "Want it, or no?" As he spoke, though, Keith pulled himself up and over Lance. The two met their eyes in a fond moment, but it didn't last long. Keith lowered himself onto Lance's pre-cum coated tip. A gasp shot from him as he sank down. Moans and curses flowed from his mouth. He could hear the cuban under him moan out. Pleasure was already swallowing the two as Keith's warm walls closed Lance in. The two stopped once more. They examined each other's faces, before Keith began to bounce. He bounced quickly, not hesitating.
Lance had a lot of stamina, luckily, despite Keith's walls brushing almost every nerve on his member. It was only to Lance's advantage Keith had a vagina. He didn't have to have a dick wobbling in his way when he wanted to watch both his cock disappearing and reappearing inside and out of his lover, but also the beautiful pleasure contorted faces Keith made. Everything was so beautiful. Lance bit back a moan. Keith's soft, pale skin was against his sun-kissed skin. "Fuck.. you're so big.." Keith tilted his head back. Lance replied with a rough suck and nibble to his neck.
Keith began to bounce quicker, letting loud and girly moans fill the living room. "Yes..!" He cried. Lance began to buck his hips foward. The Cuban let out loud moans, but Keith's quickly drowned his out. "Oh! Daddy!" He gasped. "There!" He cried. The young male then bounced himself on Lance, hitting his sensetive g-spot everytime their hips met.
The pale boy nearly sobbed from the pleasure overload, and as a result from the very same pleasure, he orgasmed. The white fluids flowed over Lance's dick, lubricating him. Keith let out a drawn-out cry. "Yes!" He cried. Lance moaned louder, Keith's walls much warmer and tight. "Fuck me-e!" Keith's breath hitched as he cried out.
Lance eventually flipped their positions, not yet pulling his cock out from Keith. The male, now below him, gasped. His face contorted with pleasure, again. "Yes! Make me one with the cushion!" He cried. The Cuban below him would have happily done so.
Lance felt insides bunched together in his lower-half. "I'm.. close!" He called.
Keith bounced under the taller boy, wrapping his legs to pull him in farther. He felt so full. "I'm.. cumming!" It was almost too late, releasing on his lover's cock. He could feel Lance twitching within him, and before he could process what the tan boy could say, he felt something warm spreading through his lower-half, hitting every single spot that felt good in hot spurts.
Lance only heard Keith gasp before both of them broke into loud moans. It completely blocked out the gasps and sound of sloppy thrusts.
He pulled out, satisfied, as his cum leaked out of Keith. He kissed the shorter male softly, gently tucking hair behind his ear with his thumb. "You're beautiful.." he hummed as he pulled away.
Keith, who was gasping for air under him, blushed a deeper shade than her already was from his blood running so quickly. "Alright, Loverboy.." he teased.
"But you are!"
"Yeah, yeah. Let's go ahead and get in the shower."
Another kiss was shared between the two as they calmed down. "I love you.." Lance hummed as he lifted himself off Keith. "I love you, too."
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