[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.]
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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.]