#griffkink

All June kisses! First five were studies and the rest are Zukaang, RaziKain, Jercy, GriffKink, Lauguste, Shotor, and TursArno. Commentary on Patreon.

I wish we’d gotten more of these guys before the fandom disappeared without a trace.

Off-duty lifeguards with their “best buds.” 

Another one for the wonderful Hazel. ❤️ Thank you for always indulging me. 

This is my contribution to a Holiday Exchange event on discord.

My person who I was assigned to and the person I am dedicating this fic to is @obacchus .

Hope you have great holidays and a happy new year!

Honestly, i wasn’t sure where to go with this one and i think its utter shit. Sorry for my shitty fic.

I fell down a hole and it obviously affected this. I’m really sorry.

Pairings: Sheith and Griffkink (? Idk what their ship name is), Shiro x Keith and James x Ryan.

Words: 2054

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“Here you go ma’m.” Shiro places the box of goodies into the elderly womans’ hands.

“Thank you so much dear. Sorry to keep you from closing, I just hadn’t had the time to grab these.” The elderly woman takes the box and slowly walks towards the door.

“It’s perfectly fine. Hope you have a nice night and Merry Christmas.” Shiro steps in front of her to open the door, letting her pass.

“Merry Christmas to you too dear. I hope you and Keith have a lovely night.” She calls out as she begins to walk down the street, waving to Shiro as she leaves.

As the door closes, Shiro flips the sign over, displaying the shops’ status as closed.

He turns towards the shop, facing his fellow co-workers. He lets out a breath of exhausted relief and unties his apron, throwing it onto a nearby chair.

Allura closes the cash register and places her purse of spare change into a drawer before lacing her fingers with Lance’s.

Both adorned classy-casual outfits. Lance with a formal navy blue shirt and black jeans and Allura with a knee-length dress with the top being plain white and the skirt having a pink background with flowers spreading on the fabric. 

“Ok so the register is filled with change, the kitchen in clean, floors are almost done, food it ordered, drinks ordered, back door is locked.” Allura flicks her gaze throughout the cafe as she goes through her list. Her blue eyes land on Shiro. “Shiro, are you sure you’re okay doing this? I can-“

“Allura, go have fun! You deserve it.” Shiro interrupts her before she has a chance of changing her plans. “Enjoy your night!”

“You heard him babe! Let’s go!” Lance waves to Shiro and the rest of the crew and hastily drags Allura out of the shop, leaving no room for argument or hesitation.

Shiro smiles and turns to face the others.

James drags the mop across the last strip of floor before dunking it into the bucket, sighing with complete exhaustion.

Keith sanitises the last few tables and throws the cloth into a nearby bucket.

Ryan rearranges menu’s and drinking glasses at the designated work stations.

The mop is thrown on the ground and James collapses on the freshly cleaned floor. “Fuck it, I’m done.”

“Dude, you’re going to have to mop the floor again.” Keith says as he slips into the bar to put the cleaning supplies away.

“I don’t care. I’m tired. I’m stressed. I just want to stay in bed for the rest of the week.” James replies as he lays spread out on the floor, eyes closed lazily.

Ryan chuckles and walks over to James, hovering over him. “Would you feel better if I make lasagne for dinner tonight?”

“A little bit.” James grumbles, barely audible but enough for Ryan to hear.

“Drink anyone?” Keith calls out from the bar.

Simultaneous ‘no’s come from Ryan and Shiro whilst James gleefully shouts ‘yes’.

Shiro takes his seat on one of the chairs and starts to go through timesheets, transferring information onto his laptop.

Keith comes out of the bar with two bottles of beer in hand. James reaches for one of the bottles as he approaches him.

James then sits up and in a lazy attempt, drags Ryan down with him who pulls him into his lap. James opens the bottle and takes a long sip of it whilst leaning his head on Ryan’s chest

Keith plumps himself on Shiro’s lap and drinks nearly half his drink.

“So, what do you guys have planned for Christmas?” Keith only receives a groan from James.

“My Mom’s practically forcing me to go to this family dinner and she’s even begged for Ryan to be there.”

Ryan brushes a few stray strands of hair out of James’ face, placing a small kiss pin his forehead. “It’s not that bad.”

“She’s going to interrogate us.”

“That’s only because you didn’t let us meet each other before hand.”

“She’s my mother, of course I’m going to avoid her meeting my boyfriend.”

Ryan sighs and turns back to Keith. “We’ve also got lunch plans with my family. You guys have anything planned?”

Keith shrugs. “We’re having brunch with my Mom and Kolivan then we’ll be staying the night at Pidge’s for dinner and celebration.”

James scoffs. “At least you’ll be doing something fun.”

“You Mom isn’t that bad.” Ryan says.

“Only because you haven’t met her yet.”

Ryan chuckles and ruffles James’ hair, earning a dissatisfied grunt from the boy.

“I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.” Shiros says as he promptly packs up his laptop and papers. “did you two need a lift home?”

“That’d be great. We took the bus here and I don’t think there’s another one for a while.”

“What happened to your car?” Keith asks as he stands up from Shiro’s lap.

“It’s being serviced. The oil needed changing and I figured I’d get it serviced before Christmas.” Ryan explains.

“Well, I guess we better get going then.” Shiro stands up and gestures for the others to follow him as he walks towards the door.

Jade

The door unlocks with a soft click. Ryan flicks the light switch as he open s the door. The small apartment is flooded with light, presenting the open apartment with a hallway leading to two bedroom, one simply dedicated to storage, and a smaller room at the end being a bathroom.

James lazily walks passed Ryan and collapses onto the couch situated at the wall.

Ryan chuckles. “Are you that tired that you can’t make it to the bedroom?”

James groans loudly into the couch cushions in response.

Ryan walks over and kneels down next to James’ head. His fingers delicately thread through his soft brown locks, it’s easy to find James lost in the contact as he leans into the hand.

“Why don’t we get into the comfort of our bed? It’ll be better to sleep there then on this couch.”

“Nope. Can’t move.” James replies, moving his face out of the pillow and towards Ryan. Dark bags shadows his eyes as he stares into Ryan’s.

“Seriously?” Ryan only receives a grunt in response.

Ryan sighs and shakes his head in annoyance. Mischief flushes across his eyes and a smirk plays at his lips as a plan pops into his mind.

“That’s too bad.” His voice drops lower in a seductive way, something James doesn’t miss, and is clearly intrigued by the way his eyes glaze over with obvious want. “‘Cause I was thinking we could do something tonight.” Ryan leans closer to James, barely a breath away from him.

James instinctively does the same. “Yeah? Like what?” His voice suggests one thing, but Ryan does another.

“Like this.”

Lightning fast fingers jab into James’ side  and begins to ferociously tickle him.

James yelps and barks out a laugh, turning to escape Ryan’s wrath. But all that does is provide him access to his stomach, which Ryan immediately takes advantage of.

Limbs jut out in a flimsy attempt to escape. James continues his rambunctious laughter as Ryan attacks his stomach with his fingers.

Ryan climbs on top of James and it soon becomes a chaos of flailing limbs.

Finally, after what what seems to be hours of torture, James grabs firm hold of Ryan’s hands, stopping his attack.

Giggles remains to emit from the two boys’ lips. Eyes shine with joy and admiration, combined with a gaze of longing lust.

The quiet giggles soon slow to a stop. Lips move closer together. Entangled hands move to lay on top of the arm rest above their heads.

Eyes flutter close as lips meet in a feather light touch, one that progresses easily.

The sensation of the kiss flows with affection and want, but borders on the line of complete lust.

It defies their love and want for their presence. It resembles their commitment to each other and their relationship. It electrifies the deep bond between the two.

~

Sheith

As soon as the door opens, Keith saunters in and makes a direct course to the kitchen, leaving Shiro to close the door.

Shiro makes naturally quick work of putting his keys on the hook and disposing his shoes off his feet and hooking his coat on the coat rack. After putting down his laptop, Shiro walks through the archway into the kitchen, only to be met with a surprise.

“How long did you hide that for?”

“’Bout a week.” Keith answers as he continues to casually snack on the chocolate bar. “If you knew when I bought it, you would’ve eaten it before I would’ve gotten a chance to.”

Keith was right on that one. Contrary to what people would expect of Shiro to be around sweets, he actually really enjoyed them. Especially chocolate.

Shiro smiles at his comment and steps towards him until he’s within arm’s reach. He watches his as he bites and chews the chocolate before swallowing in a way that may as well be teasing him.

Shiro looks between the last bit of chocolate and Keith. “Are you going to share the last bit?”

Keith’s smirk only represents evil and the sinister look in his eyes suggest something mischievous planned in his mind.

Shiro’s eyes go wide with shock and horror as Keith shoves the rest of the chocolate into his mouth, chewing slowly in an obvious tease.

“Too late.” Keith muffles through the melting chocolate in his mouth as he continuous to stare at Shiro with a victorious glint in his eyes. But as quick as that glint appears, it’s instantly washed away with shock.

Shiro closes the distance between them in a second and collides his lips with Keith’s. The force of his action causes Keith to hit to kitchen counter behind him. Keith gasps as he is hit with the sudden unsuspecting action from Shiro. But now that he thinks about it, he probably should’ve expected this as well.

Shiro takes the chance to plunge his tongue into the velvety and chocolate filled cavern. He swirls his tongue along the insides of his cheeks, gathering up as much chocolate as he can. Keith can do nothing but take it as he is pushed against the counter.

The added sweetness to the kiss is intoxicating and delicious. Sparks flutter down each of their spines, extracting feelings of desire from them.

Shiro’s hands slide down to Keith’s thighs, squeezing before lifting him up onto the counter gaining a better angle at his mouth.

Keith’s arms comes up to wrap around Shiro’s neck as they devour each other in want and love. It seems like hours pass before they part from each other.

A strong of chocolate coated saliva hangs from their lips and they gasp to catch their breaths.

“We’ll have to kiss every time we have chocolate. It tasted so much sweeter in your mouth.” Shiro doesn’t have to open his eyes to know that a deep red blush consumes Keith’s cheeks.

Keith hums in approval as ge buries his face in the crook of Shiro’s neck, stifling a yawn.

Shiro smiles at the boys attempt to hide his exhaustion. He kisses his temple before dragging him off of the counter, supporting his weight with two firms hands on either thigh.

Keith easily latches onto him and allows Shiro to take him to the bedroom.

Shiros carefully lays him down on the bed, shuffling them both into comfortable positions before pulling the blanket up to them.

Their eyes scream for sleep but it doesn’t stop the look of love as they gaze deeply into each other’s eyes.

With a delicate finger, Shiro tucks a strand of hair behind Keith’s ear.

“I love you.” His voice in barely a whisper, but holds all the admiration he has for Keith.

“I love you too.” Keith’s reply holds just as much emotion as his boyfriend, and neither of them can stop the incoming smiles from stretching their lips.

Their lips meet in several small butterfly pecks, the quiet clicks of each kiss resonates in their small bedroom.

One final, long kiss signals the end of their spree. They tuck into each other impossibly closer before they let the looming need for sleep take over, whisking them away into the beautiful landscape of the dream realm.

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like i said, utter shit.