𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦𝑘𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑦 💦

an exhausted keith coming home to his boyfriend after a long, particularly tiring day of work.

he just wants to let off some steam after being frustrated by his asshole of a boss, and lance, god. perfect, pliant lance is the sweetest catharsis.

he greets keith at the door, eager and earnest (as always) only to be engulfed by keith's strong arms. he's fresh out of patience, briefcase dropped callously to the floor, careless and forgotten.

lance's long legs immediately wrap themselves around keith unprompted, and purch on his hips where they belong as he gasps in surprise. keith smiles, first in relief at the first and only satisfyingly heartwarming moment of his day, and secondly because it won't be the last if he has anything to say about it.

he jogs over to their room, lance held snuggly around him, the jolts of the steps he takes making him giggle cutely against keith's broad chest.

"gonna do somethin' to me, baby?" he whispers coquettishly, nosing his way up keith's gulping throat.

"you know what," keith rumbles darkly, reaching around to grasp lance's perky butt in his large hands.

"yeah? gonna do...my fav..ourite?" lance asks him, words stilted as keith pushes into their room and dumps him unceremoniously on the bed. he laughs loud and tinkly at that and keith loves the sound.

he dives in to lave at his lips hungrily and suddenly, then pulls back. "gonna do our favourite," he tells lance meaningfully.

he pulls the loose tank top he's wearing aside and latches onto a dark nipple, lance subsequently crying out.

keith smirks devilishly against his chest, leaning up to pull the top off, and smooth his way down his torso with cool palms.

lance looks up at him so sweetly, gaze reverant and blue. "please, keith, oh please," drips from his lips unbidden, driven by keith's hungry countenance, a feeling of desire so filling spreading within him and making him flush red.

keith smiles softly back, charmed to his core at lance's unabashed display of need. he never holds back. so he'll give him exactly what he needs.

keith's hands reach to begin pulling the sweatpants gracing lance's hips very slowly down as he eyes a squirming lance all the while, gaze piercing. the tension is palpable and he knows how bad lance wants it. him, even more, evident by his lively salivating mouth. it's a good thing he's kept it shut.

lance is smooth, smooth as can be and devoid of undergarments, as the sweatpants slip down his ankles and keith quirks a questioning brow.

"knew you were gonna get this, huh? cocky, little thing" he reprimands, eyes shining.

lance's only do the same, challengingly. "you called at midday, tired and grumpy. by now i know what that entails," he says up to keith, legs kicking out happily, and endearingly and keith just adores it, adores him.

he grasps them in midair, spreading them wide for him, leaning in pointedly. "is that so?" he keeps up.

"very much so," lance replies, nodding quickly as his patience wears thin. "but god help me keith, please-" he starts, never to continue as keith leans in to lick him at his most vulnerable point.

"fuh- yes pleaseohmygod," he squeaks out, head falling back into their mess of pillows, because keith never holds back.

he laves at lance's hole with devotion, kissing him there like he would his mouth, licking into him like it's the last time and until his pink furl makes way for his wet tongue, and it's so fucking intense and as embarrassingly intimate as the first time, never losing its spell binding pleasure for even a moment.

keith pulls back occasionally, to breathe out heavily and whisper things like "love your hole, baby," and "love doing this for you," face wet with his own tongue tracks as lance falls apart beneath him, his rapidly leaking dick pulsing as hard as keith's own that's still tucked away in his pants.

"aah-ah! mhmmph holy shit, keithhh," lance mewls, singing his pleasure out into the room, body coiled as tight as a bow string.

keith can feel it in his tensed thighs and spurs him on, by sinking an interested pinkie into his spit-slicked opening.

"look at that sloppy hole, you suck me in so good. my baby ready to cum, isn't he?" he asks, pulling back to lock eyes with a debauched lance.

"ye-ah, yes baby you know i am!" lance gasps out, not even bothering to grasp his cock because he's that close.

"go on sweetheart, know you don't need my hands for that, so ill just keep my fingers inside you," keith smirks, sexily, pumping inside of lance slowly and sensually with two fingers now.

and he's more than right, lance immediately cumming at that, white exploding all over his tight stomach, a few stray drops landing on keith's face where he's nestled it back between lance's cheeks.

but lance knew that was merely the beginning, as keith licked at his hole once more.

keith being so interested and invested in lance's pleasure, telling him to fuck himself on his cock, to take what he wants. he'll watch lance bounce eagerly, wrecking himself to ruins, using keith's fat length to fill him up oh so nicely and so perfectly.

lance grips keith's broad shoulders tightly, nails digging in and nestling there as he supports his weight so he can sufficiently ride his boyfriend's hard dick. "mmhhh, keith. so good, feels so good babyyy," he whines out. "yeah?" keith rasps.

lance jerking keith off fast and hard over his pretty face.

he's eager and wide eyed as keith looks down at him, groaning at the sight. a small smile tugs at the corner of his lips, and he laves keith's cockhead with plump lipped affection, blinking sweetly up at the chiseled man before him, hand digging itself into his dark, silky hair, as his head hits the tiled bathroom wall.

"fuck, lance," keith croaks, like the sound was dragged out of him, like it's the last thing he'll ever say. he's on the edge, exactly where lance wants him.

he throws himself into it, the inherent pleasure of pleasing his lover, swallowing his hard length, drooling uncaringly, sucking earnestly. keith grips his hair harder, at this point tugging at his own just as hard as he's tugging at lance's.

lance pulls off with a filthy pop, resuming his rapid ministrations on keith's cock, long fingers gripping him, and gliding up and down, spit and copious pre cum slicking the way. he flicks his blue eyed gaze up at keith.

"please," he starts, but it's all keith needs to stripe his freckled face, lance's eyes closing in obvious satisfaction. keith braces himself against the wall, fingers massaging lance's hair, soothing, gentle.

thinking about allura staring deeply into romelle's eyes and then tugging her cute blue tank top up with her teeth, all the while still maintaining that searing eye contact until romelle's boobs pop out. by now the blonde is blushing furiously, gasping out.

allura smirks, pretty mouth curling wickedly and eyes gleaming with intent, and promptly latches her plump limps around romelle's pink nipple. "lura!" romelle slurs out, hands latching mindlessly into allura's flowing hair.

she is beyond flustered and yet completely blissed out. allura pulls back, smiling. "you like that baby?"

honestly love the idea of keith fucking lance from behind while lance sucks diligently on kinkade's cock. just the idea of keith sharing his boy on some nights bc he knows how insatiable he is for dick and he loves to treat him to getting plugged up on both ends.

he'll fuck into his puckered little hole hard, lance whimpering around the fat throbbing length in his mouth and grunt out to kinkade "fuck his throat nice and good. talk to him too, he likes that. gets real tight on my dick,"

and sure enough as kinkade's cock plunges deeper into lance's mouth and the boy above him rasps out shakily, "you like that, lance? fat dick in your sweet little mouth and your little hole?"

lance whines loudly, gagging on his big cock and simultaneously tightening on keith's length. keith lifts a heavy hand down onto lance's left cheek and he squeaks cutely and lurches further back onto his boyfriend's dick.

keith getting railed into next year by lance, sobbing and gasping and whining out "pleasepleaseplease!" and reaching back to spread his cheeks wide so lance can see his hole swallowing up his dick.

lance groans and squeezes his ass possessively, spanking his wailing boyfriend hard on the left cheek. "you like that baby?" lance rasps out, fucking in harder. "mmfuck," keith whimpers, biting his bottom lip. "yes please," he tells him, blinking his teary eyes.