•Crowns And Arrows• [Klance]

Lesson Three: Flirt Like A Prince

The rest of the morning flew by fairly quickly, maybe quicker than Keith would have preferred. Wasn't that always the case, the more you feared something, the sooner it happened? Keith hoped it wouldn't be that way with the wedding, or the inevitable doom that would follow.

He took a deep, deep breath before heading out of his room, towards the guards' quarters. At this time, he should probably be there, unless he'd gone hunting. They hadn't really made definite plans, but Lance had said they could go today, right? Why not now? He still had hours of rare free time before dinner at eight, and they had a good plan. Well, good... It might work. He opened the doors and nearly walked into Shiro.

"Hey, Keith," the man said. "Why the rush?" Keith quickly looked around, but only saw the abandoned room, filled with beds and tables for the soldiers to rest and relax in between shifts. Keith bit his lip when he didn't find who he was looking for. "I'm trying to find-"

"Lance." Shiro chuckled. "You should be more careful, you're being too obvious." He closed the door behind Keith. "You're welcome to wait, he should return soon. Why do you need Lance?"

Keith bit his lip and looked down. Jesus, he couldn't even think about Lance without that embarrassing blush creeping up his cheeks. "Well, uhm.. He's taking me... I wanted to go riding with him."

Keith wanted to tell Shiro everything, but he wasn't sure the man would approve. After all, this was a big risk. Maybe Shiro wouldn't think meeting Lance's mother was worth all this trouble. Keith himself wasn't even sure, but he knew how much it meant to Lance.

He saw Shiro's expression, knew the man meant to question him about it, ask on about Lance and tease him for going riding together, but approaching footsteps interrupted their conversation. Keith gave his brother a quick nod and the commander opened the door, smiling at someone before stepping out.

The moment after, Lance stepped into the room, fully equiped like he would if he went hunting. His eyes widened slightly at finding Keith in there as well. It was highly unusual for royalty to even bother opening the guards' quarters, so that was one room he'd never expected to find the ravenette in.

"My prince, what a pleasant surprise," he greeted him with a slight tension in his voice as he looked around the room, only relaxing when he was sure there was no one else but them. Huh. Well you look at that. "Pleasant indeed," he now spoke smugly, looking at Keith again as he approached him with a smirk.

"I'd have never guessed  you'd be here. Were you looking for something?" He stopped right in front of him, looking down so there were only inches between them. The hunter would expect the prince to send someone looking for him, he could be anywhere in the castle, or he may not even be there but working instead. So the fact Keith was looking for him personally really gave Lance a boost of confidence. He held his satchel with one hand, the other laying on his hip while he looked at those indigo eyes expectantly.

The Prince smiled as his lover came in. Anything looked good on this guy, Keith thought, eying his dirtied hunting clothes. "Actually," he said. "I was looking for you. I knew you'd come here eventually, as soon as you were done hunting. I though we might.. take a ride together?"

He stood up straighter, staring up into Lance's beautiful eyes, gently laying a hand on the boy's hip. He knew he shouldn't get so close in such a public place, but he couldn't resist the bright lure of Lance's physique. So beautiful...

He let his eyes travel down for a moment over Lance's leather clad chest, his muscled arms, his narrow hips... All off it was gorgeous. But he was so much more than that. He was charming and funny and incredibly kind, and amazing at loving someone. Because damn, Keith felt loved, so loved. And Lance was hís. How had he gotten so lucky?