[ lance's cheeks flush at the mention of a schedule. half in embarrassment and half in... mild intrigue. he definitely isn't thinking nightly like a certain someone in rare horny form, but the idea of it being more regular is. enticing.
ahem.
in any case, he doesn't answer, because he doesn't trust himself to, plus half the fun of this all has been in the spontaneity of it anyway, and he doesn't want to rob them of this bit of romance so soon into the relationship.
though maybe there's no real threat of losing spontaneity in this relationship, considering how lance's immediate thought after keith slides off his lap and moves past him is to
reach out and lightly slap his hand over his butt. ah. it's the lagoon all over again.
he hops up from the couch (reaching down briefly to awkwardly adjust his boner, ahem) and brushes past to head into the bedroom before keith, cheerily shouting over his shoulder, ]
no subject
ahem.
in any case, he doesn't answer, because he doesn't trust himself to, plus half the fun of this all has been in the spontaneity of it anyway, and he doesn't want to rob them of this bit of romance so soon into the relationship.
though maybe there's no real threat of losing spontaneity in this relationship, considering how lance's immediate thought after keith slides off his lap and moves past him is to
reach out and lightly slap his hand over his butt. ah. it's the lagoon all over again.
he hops up from the couch (reaching down briefly to awkwardly adjust his boner, ahem) and brushes past to head into the bedroom before keith, cheerily shouting over his shoulder, ]
Grab the oil, meet you there!