#kolishance

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@wajjs and i have been screaming at each other about this kolishance au for like two weeks straight

[wajjs]

superman shiro and green lantern lance teasing batman kolivan as much as they can before he snaps (bonus for someone else of the team (keith? pidge?) being done with their bullshit ("this is a COMMUNAL PLACE"))

"This is highly unprofessional," he says and as soon as the words leave him, he feels he hadn't been specific enough. "This is unprofessional behavior-"

A breathy chuckle comes from behind him, on his right, over his shoulder. It's followed by a too warm hand resting above the cape and the body armor, so warm it is easily felt just like the appendage turns him to the side with the same amount of ease.

"Why?," here, in this place deemed as safe by everyone present, without the usual mask on, he can fully appreciate the glittering quality of blue eyes surrounded by a soft halo of green. "We are hardly doing anything, right, sunshine?"

The other man present smiles, adding insult to injury, and moves closer, red cape fluttering behind him like a living thing. "You know," he hums, wraps his fingers around a forearms, gives it a light squeeze, "we are just worried. You need to rest."

"So is feeling me up supposed to achieve such a thing?"

"Aw, babe, if this is feeling someone up for you, I certainly have to improve that experience. Let's do your body justice."

"Green Lantern," he snaps to cover the way his heart stutters at the mere idea of being so intimate, yet still he doesn't quite manage to pull away, "if you have that much free time on your hands, you should head back to the battle field and help with clean up." Now he directs his gaze to the other man staring at him with infuriatingly knowing eyes. "Superman. Perhaps you're inclined to join Green Lantern."

But the man just leans closer, and it's a wicked thing at the same time it's a blessed one. He speaks in a low enough volume to make sure no one but the three of them can hear his words. "Are you sure that's really what you want, Kolivan? Are you sure you want us to leave?"

No, he thinks through him being pissed off over the utterance of his name. He doesn't want them to leave. He actually wants them to stay by his side, help make his shadows softer, bring in the light that is inexplicably theirs, the light they emit that makes him feel in ways he thought long lost. But he won't admit it. He won't.

Because admitting it leaves room to make the eventual loss more hurtful. And losing Shiro, losing Lance - no matter how that happens, he knows that such a thing will be his final and definite undoing.

"Come on," Lance grins at him, moves till their bodies are undeniably too close, reaches out to run his gloved hand over his partially undone braid. "At least let us take you to the infirmary. You took some nasty hits back there, big guy."

"Oh fucking damn it," a voice reverberates through the room, loud and affronted, "can you guys get a fucking room already!"

They turn to see Batgirl, Pidge, standing a couple of steps away from them, hands on her hips, scowl on her face. Neither Shiro or Lance pull away upon her actions that brought the attention of everybody in the room upon them. Kolivan, though, he is already calculating how quickly he can retreat into the shadows before their light catches him again.

"Seriously!," Pidge keeps talking, now gesturing at them with one hand. "This is a communal place! No one is interested in your strange foreplay-," she quickly whirls around at that, waving an angry finger at Romelle's general direction, "no one, that includes you, Black Canary!"

"Hey!," the woman huffs though there's a smile playing on her painted lips. "It's hardly my fault they are a wet dream come true. But sure. Go get a private room, guys. And on account of everyone, try and keep the noise down, yeah?"

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I had a hot second where I thought olfactophilia was oviposition and I was confused about how there was no mention of eggs in your ABO Shance. Then I realized my mistake. Lol I love the Shance ABO! I was squealing the whole time. It was soooooo cute (and sexy). I hope you come back to this world in the future!

LOLOLOL 

No eggs in this one, sorry. I’m saving that one for Kolishance ;)

I have this really cool idea for that universe where omegas don’t produce their own eggs. They have a womb and everything necessary to grow a fetus but no eggs. Betas have eggs but no means to fertilize them or a womb to grow them. And the Alpha has the sperm necessary to fertilize the eggs. SO you’d get the dynamic of where all three are necessary for the conception of children.

Cue, omega Lance getting egged by the beta and then knotted by the alpha after being creamed. <3 

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Lance in a skirt while Shiro and Kolivan take turns in spanking him and fucking him because he hasn't been behaving properly 🤔

Oh my! That’s an interesting pairing! What would you call that? Kolishance? 

I think that’d work great for an ABO fic haha. Big ole Alpha’s punishing their naughy Omega for behaving like a harlot around the ship. Spanking and fucking him, telling him if he’s going to act like a slut around the ship, he’s going to service them like a slut. ;)

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Shiro and Kolivan who are both alphas likes to eat out their omega who is Lance. They also have a lactation kink so their favorite part is drink off the milk from Lance's chest

Oh man, I can see them both as Alphas and good ones too! Kolivan a little older and in better control of his manly alpha urges. (But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have the stamina because he definitely does) Shiro on the younger side and just a little more animal about the things he wants from their shared omega. (Lets say that omegas are few and far between in space so sharing isn’t that unheard of)

(Fair warning, my know how of ABO dynamics aren’t great, but you said eating out as opposed to blowing so I’m gonna assume that omegas have female genatalia regardless of what gender they identify as?? So, I guess that means AFAB language?)

Most Alphas take what they want and go. That’s kind of the life of a space-faring omega. It’s what Lance signed up for when he became a ‘companion’ on the ship. For every three Alphas on the ship there’s one omega and their only job is to satisfy their assigned Alphas.

Lance got lucky and got picked by the top Alphas on the ship. The advisor Kolivan and ship Captain Shiro. Handsome duo. One older and the other closer to his own age. Respectful and polite which is different for Lance but he’s not complaining. In fact, he’s doing the furthest thing from complaining at the moment.

Most Alphas only go to their omegas when their rut starts. That or the omega’s heat. Otherwise they barely talk and just go about their duties on the ship. But these two–are different. After satisfying that urge there’s no ‘thanks see ya later’. They stay and nuzzle into his neck, breathe him in, pet his hair. Sweet things he’s not accustomed to.

And then there’s the other thing.

They care about his satisfaction too. If they can’t get him off during their romp, afterwards one will hold him while the other eats him out. Tongue sliding against swollen lips, tasting and sucking his–

“F-Fuck, oh gods, there–!” Lance mewls just as Shiro hits the spot.

“Put your fingers in him too, Shirogane,” Kolivan tells him.

He’s holding Lance to his body back to chest. Kolivan thumbs over his nipples and nibbles gently at Lance’s shoulders and neck making Lance gasp. Teeth at his neck make him feel like submitting and his legs fall open a little wider in need. The scent of a desperate omega fills the air and both Alphas breathe him in hungrily. They will go again tonight but not until their omega is happy too.

Shiro slips his fingers inside Lance. Hot and slick with wet. He continues lapping and flicking his tongue over Lance’s most sensitive spots and massages until Lance’s body is shaking. His chest feels…oh…this again. All the stimulation has him lactating again. Happens once in a blue moon, especially after a heat. Kolivan smears fingers with his milk and sucks it off with a sigh.

“You produce so much,” Kolivan comments.

It’s true. Already a thin river of it is gliding down his body on the opposite side towards Shiro between his legs.

“You’ll make a fine child bearer one day,” he adds, licking his fingers. “Able to feed so many kits,” he whispers. “Perhaps even…ours.”

“K-Kolivan…Shiro–!” Lance keens.

Lance climaxes under Shiro’s tongue and fingers. Kolivan and Shiro lick every drop from him with purring praises and gentle pets. They’ll fuck him again tonight but for the moment it’s nothing but nuzzles and kisses while he comes down from that blinding orgasm. Kits? With Shiro and Kolivan? He’d never considered it before but with how close they’ve grown, with how much they already treat him like a claimed partner…maybe it’s not such a bad idea.

[wajjs]

Happy birthday!!!! Hope that you have a nice day and celebrate the way you want <3 <3 <3 prompt, hmm, how about a established Kolivance seducing Shiro to be their partner ;) Also, I really hope that today and always you have good days full of wonders :)

Aw!! Thank you!!!

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If there's one thing they aren't, that is blind.  They both noticed the lingering looks, the longing clear and raw in those firm eyes.  They noticed it at different times, in different situations, and it prompted them to open up to each other and have an honest discussion about it.  (Which doesn't mean that Lance didn't manage to also make it out to be a calm discussion with well placed humour.)

The important thing is that they've talked about it and they reached a decision together.  Something that is ok with the two of them, something that pleases them both.  It wouldn't do to try and start this new... phase of their relationship in a poor way.  If they are to do it, they will do it in a way that considers the wellbeing of everyone involved...

Which is why, only a few days later, Shiro finds himself the object of both Kolivan's and Lance's attention.  And they are careful about it, too.  It first begins with the two of them spending more time around Shiro, including him in their conversations---things they did before, but this time with more intent.

Then, it's Lance alone spending time with him.  There are a few stray lingering touches (Kolivan doesn't judge Lance because if he had less selfcontrol, he'd do the same), a handful of meaningful glances, the buildup making Shiro flush and sweat under the neckline of his uniform.

And then, Kolivan.  Stars above, Kolivan purposefully resting a hand on Shiro's shoulder.  Looking at him with a handsome smile on his lips, yellow eyes gleaming under the light.  Kolivan is no fool to miss the way his efforts (and Lance's) are affecting Shiro.

This is their confirmation.  After all, they never intended to make Shiro feel like they were playing with his feelings.

So they sit together, all three of them, on a round table, distance the same between them.  They sit together, and they ask.  Say he doesn't need or have to answer them now.  Say it'll be alright if he rejects.  They value the friendship they have.

Say all they need to say, and listen when Shiro speaks.  Listen when Shiro, talking around a shy, elated smile, breathes his yes.