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[He was about to yank his ponytail out, too, since it's a weird problematic distsraction..!! But he hesitates, mouth ajar -- not enough to catch a fly, but he's stuck in a muted counterargument that doesn't...need a voice. Another misunderstanding.]
It -- I don't think that would ruin it?!
[Now he's just running his mouth with the first things that come to mind, which is business as usual, but he doesn't usually have to say lewd things, making the entire thing weird.
But natural? Now he's looking away. Lessen the weird.]
I thought we were going in together.
[Alt words: Let me help you, I would like to be there too, etc. Lance's tantrums are a turn on now, maybe. Depending on the matter at hand.]
It -- I don't think that would ruin it?!
[Now he's just running his mouth with the first things that come to mind, which is business as usual, but he doesn't usually have to say lewd things, making the entire thing weird.
But natural? Now he's looking away. Lessen the weird.]
I thought we were going in together.
[Alt words: Let me help you, I would like to be there too, etc. Lance's tantrums are a turn on now, maybe. Depending on the matter at hand.]
[ look... all this time, all they've done is some heavy makeouts and maybe even some accidental petting, and though they've already seen each other naked, this is like. this is a thing. is it a thing they're ready for? ]
Look, it's... Don't worry about it. [ he doesn't want to push keith into doing something he might not want to do, just because he can't control his own dang hormones. ] I'm sorry I made things weird. I'm fine now.
[ yeah all the yelling and confusing emotions have calmed lil' lance down... yay? ]
Look, it's... Don't worry about it. [ he doesn't want to push keith into doing something he might not want to do, just because he can't control his own dang hormones. ] I'm sorry I made things weird. I'm fine now.
[ yeah all the yelling and confusing emotions have calmed lil' lance down... yay? ]
[He's reaching up, tugging at the back of his jacket.]
You're only making it weird by apologizing about it.
[It was only weird to find out he had a boner instead of having to drop a duke? Barking up the completely wrong tree.]
You don't have to act funny about it just because I'm weird.
[That "W" word is a good descriptor for everything at the moment. Maybe it's time to...push the envelope further? He doesn't have a lot of qualms about it, being a teen boy that's recently figured out what kissing and petting's about.]
You're only making it weird by apologizing about it.
[It was only weird to find out he had a boner instead of having to drop a duke? Barking up the completely wrong tree.]
You don't have to act funny about it just because I'm weird.
[That "W" word is a good descriptor for everything at the moment. Maybe it's time to...push the envelope further? He doesn't have a lot of qualms about it, being a teen boy that's recently figured out what kissing and petting's about.]
[ lance freaks out about something dealing with keith: must be a day that ends in 'y'
tbh, they'd be in better positions if he just got over himself and started leading this relationship by the hand like he's meant to, being the one with more experience and all, but he's got his own weird hurdles to climb over. and he's getting there, he is. just... there's definitely some bumps along the way. ]
We're both weird, [ he murmurs, echoing the words he'd said that time in the lagoon. he returns keith's attempts with one of his own, reaching over to grasp a hand and give it a squeeze. ]
Besides, i like your weird.
tbh, they'd be in better positions if he just got over himself and started leading this relationship by the hand like he's meant to, being the one with more experience and all, but he's got his own weird hurdles to climb over. and he's getting there, he is. just... there's definitely some bumps along the way. ]
We're both weird, [ he murmurs, echoing the words he'd said that time in the lagoon. he returns keith's attempts with one of his own, reaching over to grasp a hand and give it a squeeze. ]
Besides, i like your weird.
[If only Keith knew how to articulate himself sexually?? If Lance hadn't blurted anything out just then, he'd probably be waiting for a penned note about it. Tonight, Perhaps, If you'd be So Inclined, would you like to Explore the Depths of our Relationship?
It'd have to be more specific than that, but, yeah.
No arguing that, again. His hand's taken, Lance is complimenting him in an underhanded way again, and his gaze is drooping to his groin. It ain't subtle.]
It'd have to be more specific than that, but, yeah.
No arguing that, again. His hand's taken, Lance is complimenting him in an underhanded way again, and his gaze is drooping to his groin. It ain't subtle.]
Edited 2017-10-08 17:00 (UTC)
[ eheheh... look, they're joking around and having fun again. it's all good, it's all good... lance's dick ruining things is just another day that ends in 'y' t b h
he plops himself back down on the couch, reaching for the food again. he shakes his head at the erotically-arranged sushi lining the walls of styrofoam. ]
Remind me to never get the "lover's package" again...
he plops himself back down on the couch, reaching for the food again. he shakes his head at the erotically-arranged sushi lining the walls of styrofoam. ]
Remind me to never get the "lover's package" again...
[Lances sits down, grabs the food, and no sooner does he crit the sushi: Keith's sort of?? Getting into his lap????? He's straddling him with one leg, actually, looking less like a succubus and more like a guy who isn't sure if the seat besides you on the bus is open.]
Why not?
[It wasn't that expensive, they got a lot of food -- still not sure what Lance meant by Dick Eggroll or whatever, but thinking about it actually does make the whole thing unappealing.]
Why not?
[It wasn't that expensive, they got a lot of food -- still not sure what Lance meant by Dick Eggroll or whatever, but thinking about it actually does make the whole thing unappealing.]
[ heck???
lance barely even gets a chance to shake his head disapprovingly at the missionary-style tempura roll before keith is suddenly all up in his personal space? which like. hey. he isn't complaining about. but also why??? didn't they just fight about his inopportune hard-on a few minutes ago?
does this mean this is a better time... he's so confused.
but not confused enough not to treat this all very carefully. leaning back into the couch, eyes wide and cheeks bright red. still, careful not to make any sudden movements. ]
Uh.
[ he holds the styrofoam in one hand, the other hovering uncertainly over keith's hip. ]
It's... lewd...
[ accompanied by a very pointed glance down at the space between them.
or rather, the lack of space between them. ]
lance barely even gets a chance to shake his head disapprovingly at the missionary-style tempura roll before keith is suddenly all up in his personal space? which like. hey. he isn't complaining about. but also why??? didn't they just fight about his inopportune hard-on a few minutes ago?
does this mean this is a better time... he's so confused.
but not confused enough not to treat this all very carefully. leaning back into the couch, eyes wide and cheeks bright red. still, careful not to make any sudden movements. ]
Uh.
[ he holds the styrofoam in one hand, the other hovering uncertainly over keith's hip. ]
It's... lewd...
[ accompanied by a very pointed glance down at the space between them.
or rather, the lack of space between them. ]
[MMmnnope, still no comprende. He looks to the styrofoam, as though he hadn't been staring at it the entire time and not finding fault with it, then focuses back on Lance's face.]
Oh.
[The part where he pretends to understand. It's easier, sometimes, rather than making him explain every little thing 24/7. His other leg comes up, a hand finds the back of the couch -- just by Lance's head, steadying himself.]
Did you still wanna...
[Uh, how do you say...]
kiss?
[Yeah yeah, he may have brought up dinner again, but he also feels sort of bad about stressing Lance out, despite not knowing he was doing it? After a day like today, a lil affection's fundamental.]
Oh.
[The part where he pretends to understand. It's easier, sometimes, rather than making him explain every little thing 24/7. His other leg comes up, a hand finds the back of the couch -- just by Lance's head, steadying himself.]
Did you still wanna...
[Uh, how do you say...]
kiss?
[Yeah yeah, he may have brought up dinner again, but he also feels sort of bad about stressing Lance out, despite not knowing he was doing it? After a day like today, a lil affection's fundamental.]
Yeah.
[ hi this is lance, he always wants to kiss. the only time he doesn't want to kiss is when he's asleep, and even then he's probably dreaming about kissing.
also when it's cuddletime, but that's just because sometimes it's just nice to be held and listen to each other breathing okay gosh. ]
...If you wanna.
[ which is pretty much a yes, but a tentative yes, because he'd be a pretty awful boyfriend if he guilt-tripped his partner into kissing him right? right.
that said, his free hand does settle over keith's hip now. that goshdarn suit doesn't leave a lot to the imagination, but it still would've been nice to be able to slip his hand under a shirt instead or something, smh. ]
[ hi this is lance, he always wants to kiss. the only time he doesn't want to kiss is when he's asleep, and even then he's probably dreaming about kissing.
also when it's cuddletime, but that's just because sometimes it's just nice to be held and listen to each other breathing okay gosh. ]
...If you wanna.
[ which is pretty much a yes, but a tentative yes, because he'd be a pretty awful boyfriend if he guilt-tripped his partner into kissing him right? right.
that said, his free hand does settle over keith's hip now. that goshdarn suit doesn't leave a lot to the imagination, but it still would've been nice to be able to slip his hand under a shirt instead or something, smh. ]
[ what a cute lil punk...
here lance had been, heart racing, gearing up for some hot make out session and— keith smooches him and gives his forehead a little boop and wow somehow that has his heart fluttering even more. honestly what a jerk. ]
Is that your way of saying I'm eggs-ellent?
[ hehe. hunk would be proud of that one.
okay anyway speaking of eggrolls, he's gonna go ahead and set the container on the far side of the couch, hopefully out of harm's way. ]
here lance had been, heart racing, gearing up for some hot make out session and— keith smooches him and gives his forehead a little boop and wow somehow that has his heart fluttering even more. honestly what a jerk. ]
Is that your way of saying I'm eggs-ellent?
[ hehe. hunk would be proud of that one.
okay anyway speaking of eggrolls, he's gonna go ahead and set the container on the far side of the couch, hopefully out of harm's way. ]
[He settles more fully in Lance's lap once the food finds...somewhere else to hang. On one hand, at least his comment was met with silliness rather than fretting. The grin only broadens; this is the 1% of the day where Keith finds Lance's weird puns/pickup lines/whatever endearing in some form.]
You already know...
[Forehead boop becomes sliding my face down your neck and resting in the crook of it, but not without offering some small kisses along the way. A warm breath finds the junction.]
You already know...
[Forehead boop becomes sliding my face down your neck and resting in the crook of it, but not without offering some small kisses along the way. A warm breath finds the junction.]
[ TBH LANCE'S FAVORITE TIME OF THE DAY
he cannot help his own doofy grin at keith's response. that weird fluttering goes into weird overdrive now, even more so as the other boy settles, and lance lets his arms encircle him loosely around his waist. he settles back into the couch a little further, tipping his face back to make for more room. ]
Yeah, I'm pretty awesome...
[ like lance is gonna miss an opportunity to gloat. but at least he's begun to rub soothing circles along keith's lower back? what a thoughtful bf tbh. ]
he cannot help his own doofy grin at keith's response. that weird fluttering goes into weird overdrive now, even more so as the other boy settles, and lance lets his arms encircle him loosely around his waist. he settles back into the couch a little further, tipping his face back to make for more room. ]
Yeah, I'm pretty awesome...
[ like lance is gonna miss an opportunity to gloat. but at least he's begun to rub soothing circles along keith's lower back? what a thoughtful bf tbh. ]
[No denial; his lips are busy sealing over that same spot, working the skin between. He's never...tried to give a hickey before, but this is how it works, right? Is this even something Lance would want? He doesn't know a dang thing, but it should be fine unless he outwardly objects. S'what happens when you find an opportune spot while trying to arouse (lol) a specific mood.
So he's pulling, lightly -- tentatively, his tongue soothing over the spot between those tugs. A hand comes up to just rest against that chiseled jaw of his.
(elevator music)]
So he's pulling, lightly -- tentatively, his tongue soothing over the spot between those tugs. A hand comes up to just rest against that chiseled jaw of his.
(elevator music)]
[ —oh, that's. okay. that's a thing.
lance realizes what's happening about two sucks in, his eyes flying wide open and his body tensing underneath. he keeps still, or as still as he can, which actually isn't much at all, shifting nervously under keith's weight. the other boy can probably feel how thickly he swallows around the lump in his throat
as well as. other ways. his body is being affected.......
not wanting to scare the moment away, he keeps quiet. but he'll go ahead and continue rubbing his hands over the other's back... his legs... ]
lance realizes what's happening about two sucks in, his eyes flying wide open and his body tensing underneath. he keeps still, or as still as he can, which actually isn't much at all, shifting nervously under keith's weight. the other boy can probably feel how thickly he swallows around the lump in his throat
as well as. other ways. his body is being affected.......
not wanting to scare the moment away, he keeps quiet. but he'll go ahead and continue rubbing his hands over the other's back... his legs... ]
[He's pressing a bit closer to him as the process of...marking him...comes to an end. He thinks he's done? When he draws back enough to see, it's a reddish, nearly purple bruise. Something that could very well clear up overnight, minus little blots of that darker hue...
Huh. So it kinda worked.
The hand not bracing himself against the couch slinks up Lance's tummy, rubbing high up on it before retreating lower, fingering along his waistband. Should he say anything? He can only think to ask if it hurt, which, it didn't? Lance would be the first person to scream about it if so.
Maybe he...doesn't need to say anything. Having lifted his head again, he bumps their noses deliberately, still smiling -- though sheepish. The Real Keith Has Been Abducted By Aliens.]
Huh. So it kinda worked.
The hand not bracing himself against the couch slinks up Lance's tummy, rubbing high up on it before retreating lower, fingering along his waistband. Should he say anything? He can only think to ask if it hurt, which, it didn't? Lance would be the first person to scream about it if so.
Maybe he...doesn't need to say anything. Having lifted his head again, he bumps their noses deliberately, still smiling -- though sheepish. The Real Keith Has Been Abducted By Aliens.]
[Aw x3
Keith drops a look between their hands, fingers twitching in response before kinda...returning a slight grip. Gentle touches...]
It would have been better with another person.
[Which, isn't meant to throw shade or anything. He's struggling to meet anyone as serious as he is about bettering himself in hand-to-hand combat.]
Have you been training at all?
Keith drops a look between their hands, fingers twitching in response before kinda...returning a slight grip. Gentle touches...]
It would have been better with another person.
[Which, isn't meant to throw shade or anything. He's struggling to meet anyone as serious as he is about bettering himself in hand-to-hand combat.]
Have you been training at all?
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