Omegaverse klance
“Tone down your scent buddy. Jesus you’re acting like you’re trying to mate right now.” “S-Sorry.” Lance stuttered, rubbing the back of his neck. He knew his scent was strong, he couldn’t help it. He hated it. His heat was close, he could feel it creeping up. Lance sighed slightly, scooting away from the South Korean. His heats were bad, really bad. None of his friends knew exactly how bad they were. He often was given knew scars from the scratching he did to himself, because if the need to be mated. “I uh-I think I’m gon-” He cut himself of with a loud yelp. His heat hit him like a ton of bricks. It hurt like a bitch. “Lance? Are you okay?” Keith quickly asked, before the strong scent of his Cuban friend hit. As soon as it did, Keith froze. Lance smelled…he smelled magnificent. He smelled sweet? Like…chocolate. Yeah, chocolate. Keith was on him in seconds, hands tight on his waist. Lance tilted his head back, bearing his neck for Keith. Keith ran his fingers down the exposed tan skin, quickly scenting the cuban. He took in deep breaths of the others scent, he honestly couldn’t deny it any longer…He was in love with the blue paladin.
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