[ as cool and confident as lance had been just a couple of moments ago, he's quickly losing that cool the more keith gives into his pleasures. he can feel his breathing quicken, growing shallower. he presses his face against the curve of keith's shoulder, trying to keep his focus on the pace of his fist. somewhere along the way he lets out his own groan, almost pained, some muffled not-complaint of how unfair it is that he sounds so good. ]
she has a name...
[ as cool and confident as lance had been just a couple of moments ago, he's quickly losing that cool the more keith gives into his pleasures. he can feel his breathing quicken, growing shallower. he presses his face against the curve of keith's shoulder, trying to keep his focus on the pace of his fist. somewhere along the way he lets out his own groan, almost pained, some muffled not-complaint of how unfair it is that he sounds so good. ]