These boys like to be teased. Run your hands along his body slowly. Touch his chest, his thighs, his neck, his ass... anywhere but where he wants it, where he needs it. Licking and sucking on his sensitive nipples like they're candy. They'll be sore and puffy when you're done~
Then, when you finally, *finally* touch him... it isn't enough. Make him beg. Make him whimper and cry. After so long spent bricked up and waiting for you to give him what he's craving, he's desperate for whatever you're willing to give.
Make sure to drag it out. He says he wants you to hurry up, that he hates the teasing... but secretly, he lives for it. Extend the foreplay as long as you want. The longer the better.
So when you finally wrap your hand around his cock, finally stroke him, bring him so, *so* close to orgasm... he's begging for more, for you to keep going, don't stop! The poor boy's waited long enough, don't you think? He's spewing thank you after thank you, praising you like you're his god/goddess. Only to gasp when you don't stop.
"Wa- wait, w-what are you doing?! I- I just- *AH!~* c-camee!!" His eyes are rolling back as his hips buck wildly, away from your hand, back into it. It feels so good. His body doesn't know what to do with the sensations you're giving him.
"I thought you wanted to cum, dear. Did you not? Next time I can edge you for longer if you'd like~"
He sobs at your words, realizing now that you never planned on giving him a break. He gasps and moans, begging, pleading with you.
"Stop, stop stop stop!! It's- *ah~* t-too much!! Too much!!"
"That isn't what you say when you want it to stop, dear. Do you need your safe word~?"
The boy can barely process your words, but he doesn't use his safe word. And you could've sworn you heard him whisper "more~" under his breath.
So you make him keep cumming. Your hand speeds up, the other one coming up to rub at the head of his pretty cock. He keeps on cumming and cumming until you're satisfied or he passes out from exhaustion. When you finally let him rest, let him *breathe*, he's all tuckered out.
Aftercare is gently massaging where the ropes dug into his skin, rubbing in lotion to prevent the flesh from being too sore in the morning. Cleaning him up with a warm towel, gently to avoid giving him any more stimulation.
"You were so good for me, darling. So perfect. Hush now... rest. Rest, my good boy."
He's nearly passed out on the bed, his eyes closed, a soft smile on his face. Holding him close in your arms, you can feel his gentle, slow breathing as he drifts off to a peaceful sleep.
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shiro
rough and calloused hands, and quite big, even his robot arm.
holding you with his human hand is what he likes the best, he can feel your warm skin on his instead of on that cold steel.
really needs you to be there to squeeze his hand in to remind him that you're there, safe and okay
those nights where he can't seems to close his eyes and let himself escape to sleep, he needs you to at least hold his hand while he lays there
hunk
his hands always have something on them, from cooking, or engineering, maybe some oil
though, he takes very good care of his hands, so they're pretty soft!
lance taught him the importance of taking care of your skin, including your hands
pretty big hands, and always pretty warm other than that
he likes hand holding but can get a bit flustered while doing it lol
pidge
small hands!!!
her hands are always busy, so good luck holding them, plus she'll overload and blush so hard if you make like any physical contact with her
taking care of her hands is not really something she thinks about?? not her top priority lol
her nails are probably short and stubby from biting them, though
lance
not big hands, but long and nice fingernails that won't scratch you accidentally
probably paints his nails a light baby blue, or maybe a tan
likes hand holding!! hands sweatin like a teenager when you smile at him though,,,,
pda lover like crazy, maybe when hes older he'll maybe be into giving kisses on the hand
at a formal event, just imagine lance taking your hand, being all like "mlady/my gentlemen/my leige," and giving you a kiss on your hand and bowing
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keith
long and slender like lances, but a lot stronger, and has an amazing grip
type of person to hold your hands in crowded public places, to make sure you don't get lost.
even before he was a pilot he had an amazing grip
but hes probably the worst at taking care of his hands
always has dirt under them, even though he always washes his hands regularly
maybe you could convice him to let you paint his nails when he's really sleepy
just like be like keiithhh i wanna give you a mancure and hes so tired just laying against your tummy like "huh.... yeah sure...."
hand holding, is something hes really only done to pull you along in public places- he never really thought of it romactically, and if you mention it, he'll go red as HELL
hi!! I read some of your fics, and they make me so giddy hueehehehhe. Could you maybe write a love triangle between keith, lance, and reader? yk, stuff like jealousy, tension, and fighting over reader? Thank u!!!😋
author’s note: thanks sm for the request! apologies for taking so long to get to it but i finally locked in for it. i’ll def make a part 2 for this bc the prompt is so fun and i MUST continue this for y’all’s sake too.
if they weren’t rivals before, they were definitely rivals now.
the tension had definitely thickened between lance and keith; it all started when you were somehow brought up into conversation. lance had openly gushed about you in front of keith. he didn’t think of it much—lance was always fawning over new people no matter where he went and keith was certain this (assumingely) small fixation on you would be forgotten over a week. but as time went on and the more lance would talk about how lovely you are or how pretty you look today, keith realized, oh, shit, lance actually likes you? he felt jealousy twist in his chest.
“just so you know—“ keith had paused in front of lance as they were coming out of their lions. it was always post-mission that keith felt some lingering adrenaline, and it was causing him to grow a little more defensive and cocky about the whole situation. “i like y/n, too. so, don’t get too confident,” he said flatly, raising a brow at lance before walking away.
lance scoffed. the audacity of this guy! for half a second, lance was almost convinced that keith was just saying that out of spite, just to stir something that he didn’t mean and testing his confidence, knowing that their relationship was filled with endless teasing. but the tone in his voice, and the unreadable look on the paladin’s face, told lance that keith was just as serious about you.
“hey, how is that fair?!” lance calls, running after keith to catch up with his pace. “i told you i liked them first and now you’re telling me to back off?”
“so, what? because you made it obvious that means you have dibs on y/n?” keith gives lance a look, pausing in his step to turn and fold his arms. “that’s not quite how it works. besides, i thought you were into…” keith gestured vaguely, trying to remember lance’s most recent person of interest. “point is—i want to take that shot with y/n.”
“and i’m just supposed to give up?” the other paladin shoots back, eyebrows furrowed. he hates how matter-of-factly keith talks, like this isn’t something lance can fight when he definitely can. the urge to grab keith’s shoulders was tempting, but lance held back. “i’m serious about y/n.”
“so am i.” keith takes a step forward, his helmet nearly bumping lance’s.
lance straightens up and they both start measuring each other with a narrowed eyes. it’s unclear if they’re about to start fighting, with the way they both clench their fists. they both know better, had matured since the day they saved shiro from the outskirts of the garrison, but there’s an unwavering and almost eerie tension between them now—somehow deeper than before.
the next few days are chaotic and it doesn’t go unnoticed as the others have to (unfortunately) witness the two go at each other’s throats. tripping each other in the hallway, shoving the other out of the way to get to talk to you first, racing one another to the dining table to sit beside you, sparring turning into petty cat fights, or glaring at one another from opposite dies of the room.
“i’ve had enough of this nonsense between these two!” allura exclaims one day, standing outside of your room. you raise a brow as she gestures towards the direction of the lounge room. she’s visibly annoyed and, quite frankly, it’s always terrifying to see the princess be frustrated. (she is not a force to be reckoned with in this kind of state.)
“y/n, please, for our sake, do something about those two boys,” she says, almost pleading.
raising a brow, you make your way over in hopes to resolve the issue—whatever it may be—or at the very least, simmer the weird tension. no one has told you about what has been going on between lance and keith, not even the source of the drama themselves. it’s always a nervous “uh…it’s nothing!” from lance or “everything is fine” from keith, when it’s obviously the contrary.
“what is going on between you two?” you ask the pair when you enter the room. it’s completely empty aside from them, assuming they’ve managed to shoo everyone else away with the way they’re staring at each other, sat on opposite sides of the couch. their arms are crossed, jaw set, up until your voice hits their ears. they turn to you, lighting up immediately.
“and don’t say it’s nothing,” you turn to lance, holding up a finger, “or everything is fine,” you turn to keith, “because you’re making it quite obvious to the whole team that there’s something wrong.”
the two hesitate glancing at each other for a moment before looking back at you. it’s a question of do we tell them? but also: do we really want to give ourselves away like this?
lance, heart practically hammering against his chest, opens his mouth first. “y/n, we—”
“lance, don’t—” keith says at the same time.
“—both…like you?” lance finishes, like it was a question. he cheeks turn into a subtle shade of red and he immediately avoids your eyes, unsure if he was thankful or dreading the fact that the truth was out.
keith’s the same, pink in the cheeks, brooding demeanor gone and replaced by a flustered one. the air in the room turns thick again, and now it’s not just between them now, but you, too.
“it’s true,” keith mutters, turned away. “we were fighting over who’d tell you first.”
your skin turns a little hot. you were expecting something stupid, not two confessions at the same time! looking between the two, you’re searching for any telltale signs that this may be a prank, but it doesn’t seem like it is.
Summary: Lance wants to impress one of his classmates, but it seems she has her eyes set on another student
Pairings: Lance McClain x Fem! Reader/ Keith Kogane x Fem! Reader
Tw/Cw: One-sided Romance, Jealousy, V-style Love 'Triangle'
Lance's eyes were drawn in by a girl across the room. She was out of his league in looks, sure, but he was a Voltron Paladin, so that had to count for something. He was about to approach you when someone beat him to it. He frowned when seeing the black-haired mullet.
You picked at your food, before sighing and leaning on your hand.
"Is this seat taken?"
You looked up to the voice, your face turning a light pink.
"Uh, no. It's open."
Keith smiles, something you hadn't seen much of before he disappeared with the other students. It was nice, he seemed happier than he ever was.
"Uh, Y/n... right?"
"Yeah," You quickly nod. "We had pilot classes together."
"Right. Um," He sighs, looking away from you. "You know, I know I wasn't... the greatest person in the world-"
You looked at him confused, not knowing where he was going.
"And I wanted to apologize for not being the nicest person in the world."
"Oh... Uh, well, you were never mean to me. In fact, I really liked you."
"Yeah?" He smiles, leaning in. "Well, that's good to hear."
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Lance watched the two talk as he crushed his food under him.
"Hey, Lance, uh what's going on?"
Lance looked up at his older sister, Veronica. Lance sighs, "It's nothing."
"Sure doesn't look like nothing." She looks up to follow Lance's line of sight. He was looking at Keith? And Y/n? "Do you not like Y/n?"
"Not like?" Lance's eyes widen as he quickly shakes his head. "No, no, no. Of course I like Y/n... It's Keith I don't like."
"What? Why? I thought you two were friends now."
Lance doesn't respond and Veronica quickly picks up on what Lance's problem was. She smiles wide as she finally takes a seat next his and elbows him.
"You like Y/n."
Lance quickly straightens up and shakes his head, "No! No, no, no-" Lance tried to deny it, but it was to late, Veronica already knew. He sighs and leans back. "Maybe a little."
"Well, it looks like Keith is already making his move, so maybe you should pick up the pace."
omg i love your blog sm!! it’s been a while since ive been in the fandom and i didn’t think anyone wrote for vld anymore, ahhhh but i love the way you write!! you’re so so talented!! how do you think a love triangle sitch with keith and lance would play out? i love the both but UGHHHH THE DRAMA I LOVE IT😩😩
Oh my god thank you so much! I’m so flattered asfdafh 🥰🥹 I know the fandom is dead to most but not to all. I’m still here and voltron will always live on in my heart ❤️🔥 BRO THIS PROMPT??? PLZ ITS SO GOOD AAHHH ENJOY!
❤️Love Triangle💙
Okay first of all, these two would try to win you over IN COMPLETELY OPPOSITE WAYS.
Lance is, of course, over the top and very romantic and kind of cliche but so considerate and thoughtful and sweet.
Keith will be more nonchalant and mysterious, trying to use his skills and talents to impress you. He’s the type to slowly win you over by being very genuine and honest.
It started when Lance threw a pick up line your way and not only was the line terrible…but you actually laughed at it. It brought some pink to your cheeks as well. They both noticed that.
Lance was very smug about the fact that he made you giggle and blush.
Keith was a little annoyed at first, thinking Lance was just being his usual obnoxious self. So Keith just kept trying to make moves on you in his own way.
One day, Lance walked into the training room to see you and Keith sitting beside each other on the floor, breathing heavily as if you’d just decided to take a break. He couldn’t really hear what Keith was saying but you looked very focused, very into the conversation and you two were sitting just a little bit too close for his liking.
Lance didn’t like the eyes you were making at the red paladin
But Keith sure did. He was so excited to be sitting so close to you.
Then it’s like the spider man meme of them pointing at each other like 😧👉🏻 👈🏻😮
“Wait! You like (Y/N)? No no no, you can’t! I like (Y/N)!”
“Well I liked them first!”
“No! No! Dibs!”
“Really? Dibs?” *eye roll*
For the next week, they’re both acting like goofballs around you.
It’s kind of hilarious and very entertaining for you because…you notice that they start adopting each other’s ways of flirting and dropping hints. They do a little swap.
It’s like they think the other person has a better chance with you so they try to switch it up and copy each other. Lance thinks Keith’s ‘mysterious bad boy’ persona is something you’re into. Keith thinks you find happiness in all the silly, goofy things Lance does. So they both try to switch it up in hopes of making you fall for them. Does that make sense?
Imagine Keith trying to use a pick up line on you and failing miserably. He’s probably sweating through his shirt and his mouth is dry bc he’s so close to you, he can smell your shampoo. He’d end up stuttering and then getting really pissed at himself for looking dumb in front of you. May go back to his room and pout if he felt things didn’t go well.
Now imagine Lance trying to be all soft spoken and mysterious, trying to act cool. Lance trying not to talk too much is the equivalent of him holding his breath. It’s only a matter of time before he breaks character and says some dumb, cheesy shit that has you rolling your eyes. He awkwardly shuffles away to his room and also pouts bc he feels like he’s just loud and annoying.
The boys got into a yelling match about it once. The pot just boiled over and all you could do was watch.
That was their very shitty, joint confession of their feelings for you- them screaming about who likes you more, who liked you first, who you’re more compatible with, ect ect blah blah blah
All right in front of you
And all the while, the whole team is so confused
Cue Allura and Hunk stepping in between them because both their faces are turning red from anger and jealousy.
Everyone just looks at Shiro like 👀
Shiro, the dad of the group: 🙄😤 “fine…”
Shiro sits them both down for a long chat and by the end of it, the boys have come to terms with the fact that they both like you and not only is it your choice who you’d want to be with, but there’s a lot of other things to be worried about rn. They shouldn’t, and they won’t, pressure you.
Buuttttt…they do keep up some of the same things they like to do with you.
Keith still trains with you often (and he really enjoys helping you with your stance/posture bc he gets to be touchy✨)
Lance still invites you into his room to play video games (and he always seems out of breath when you sit so close to him, your arm touching his)
They try their best to control their temper around you and they try not to be around when you’re with the other person. They don’t need to see you being all close and personal with someone who isn’t them. :,(
The boys just continue to be their normal selves with you. They figure you should get to know them, the real them, before you make any decisions.
Yes, they both like you.
Yes. They’re both very competitive and very jealous.
But they respect each other and they respect you.
And we are in the middle of an intergalactic war right now, this is not a real priority.
They’ll give you some time and a pace to think about it.
Now comment on this post and tell me who you’d choose 😈 I love them both so so much but Lance is my soulmate for sure
I saw your headcanons for Keith and I thought it was really interesting! I was just wondering if you’re ok with doing one for Lance? If not that’s fine 👍🏼
Hi anon, i absolutely can!! Thank you for your ask 💕 i’m assuming you want them to be nsfw, so please forgive me or send another ask if otherwise! :)
Cw; sexually explicit content, 18+, mdni! Nsfw under the gif
Masterlist
- You and Lance have always been touchy with each other, even before you started dating. He’s always flirted with you and made suggestive comments, but you’ve always just brushed it off as Lance being Lance.
- like i said in Keith’s hcs, it took a while for you and Lance to adjust to the whole “launched into a space war out of nowhere on a giant blue robot lion” thing. But it didnt take him much time to get over the initial shock and then being all over you.
- in fact, the stress of it all made him much needier. Frequent visits to your room or yours to his to “de-stress” if thats what you wanna call it 😏
- It doesn’t take much to turn Lance on. When you bend over in that tight space suit, the skin-tight fabric hugging the curve of your ass just right, or when you walk around the castle with your hair messed up, wearing his shirt and a flimsy pair of sleep shorts after waking up from a nap. It drives him crazy, and suddenly he cant keep his hands to himself.
-He makes it quick, bringing you to his room and pressing you against the wall with his body, his tongue down your throat, his hands hungrily wander up and down your body, and his hips desperately rock against you. You can feel his hard on against your leg, reaching down to palm him, and he just about cums in his underwear from the contact.
- When you give Lance head, he can’t keep still. He’s super sensitive so his hips are always jerking around with every movement that you make. He’s whining and gasping your name, running his fingers through your hair to ground himself.
- If you let him fuck your throat, his hips stutter with every thrust, and his breaths are labored. Trying with all his might to stop himself from spilling deep into your throat.
- he always wants to return the favor, praising you and sputtering nonsense while he eats you out. He’ll be reaching down to palm himself while you come undone above him, wanting to sooth the ache in his length.
- There’s basically hearts in his eyes when you cum in his mouth. He moans as he cleans you up, his tip drooling with pre-cum, making a mess in his hands.
- When he fucks you he’s fast and breathless. Chanting your name like a prayer as he fucks into you. He’s very and i mean verrrry vocal during sex, not scared to tell you exactly how good you’re making him feel.
- “ohh fuck y/n, you’re so tight, oh shit”, “make me cum baby, please!” “Throw that ass back baby, Asi” “you make me feel so fucking good baby, i love you”
- as a spanish speaker, i can definitely tell you he’ll be muttering curses mindlessly, his brain is so fuzzy he doesn’t even process what he’s saying.
- when he cums he’s holding your hips flush to his, making sure you take every drop he has to offer.
- You and Lance love teasing each other, making it a challenge to get the other one as worked up as possible.
- you’ll sit on his lap, or brush your hand over his crotch. He’ll sneak a handful of your ass, or whisper filthy “compliments” in your ear, then go back to acting like normal. You match each other’s energy in every way.
- sex with Lance is always fun and adventurous. When you’re not desperately needy for each other you take your time. Giggling between kisses, cracking corny jokes.
- he’s always willing to try something new with you as long as its nothing painful or disgusting.
- new positions? He’s in. Trying different kinks? You don’t even have to ask. Even bringing toys into the bedroom occasionally just to add a little excitement.
- Lance takes you anywhere, in the kitchen, in the showers, sometimes you even get down in the blue lion’s cockpit. You guys just can’t get enough of each other.
- On days where you’re especially homesick, you’ll have soft, cuddly sex with Lance. He’ll caress your skin with featherlight kisses, hugging you close to his body as he gives you slow, deep strokes from the side.
-you’ll try to squeeze in morning sex here and there, especially if its been busy and you barley have time to relax. You’ll be clumsy and fumbling around, giggling at Lance’s half sleep attempt to enter you.
- He 100% loves when you wake him up to some head (agreeing to it beforehand)
- overall you and lance keep the whole castle awake with your shenanigans. Especially poor hunk, who’s room is right next to yours.
Hope you enjoy anon 💕thanks again for your ask. :> Notes and reblogs are appreciated, comments, asks and submissions are welcomed!
Could you write lance X cubby afab reader smut? Like them seeing each other naked for the first time and then getting ✨freaky✨
As a chubby girly myself, YES! Fair warning, this is my first time writing smut
Lance McClain x AFAB! Chubby!reader Smut
Minors DNI!!! Smut under cut
I sat on Lances bed, my heart feeling like it would explode from my chest at any moment. The cool air of the room softly flowing across my naked skin. I don’t know what has gotten into me. Lance and I have been together for a while now but we’ve never….done it you know? We haven’t even seen each other naked. And maybe part of that was due to my slight insecurities about my body.
My chest tightened, hearing his voice getting closer as he bids one of the others goodnight. I fought the urge to cover myself with the blanket or throw my clothes back on. I took a deep breath as I fixed my hair and posture, everything had to be perfect for him. The door opened and he stepped inside, freezing as his eyes land on me. I could feel my face burning up as his eyes traveled. From my face, to my chest, down to my chubby stomach and plump thighs, his face unreadable. A wave of insecurity flashed through me. I couldn’t tell if he enjoyed the sight or was disgusted by my big body. My hands instinctively covered myself as I began to stand up.
“Sorry, I-Ill just get dressed and-“
“No no!”
He practically flew over to me and put his hands on either side of my legs, trapping me on the bed. His face was bright red as he lifted a hand and raised it to my chest. He looked in my eyes, silently asking permission. I gave a nod, my breath hitching as he gripped onto the plump flesh. His touch was soft as he kneaded my tits. He started to move down my body, his other hand joining in caressing me. I filtered my fingers through his hair and felt my insecurities melt away.
“Tienes el cuerpo de una diosa, mi amor~”
A quiet moan left my lips as he spoke, his mouth connecting to my neck. His lips traveled with his hands, kissing every curve, every pudgy piece of skin. I could feel his hardness against my leg. My hands traveled down his back and under his shirt, moving it till he had to disconnect from my body so I could slip the shirt off. He moved back so I got a proper view of his well build torso. My hands caressed and felt his muscles as he fiddled with his belt. I admired every part, every scar and muscle. I knew he had his insecurities himself so it filled my heart to know he was as comfortable with me as I was with him to let me see his naked body. He threw off his pants and underwear, both lazily forgotten on the floor. I stared at his cock, hearing his chuckle before he lifted my face and kissed me. It’s started soft before becoming a lust-hungry make out.
I laid back on the bed as our kiss became more heated. He climbed on top of me, lifting my legs up so they wrap around his waist. Our lips separated as we caught our breath. His hard cock teasingly rested just in front of my dripping pussy. He gripped the thick flesh of my thighs as he began to push inside me. I gripped the sheets tightly as I moaned. His whimpers and moans were like music to my ears. His grip left my legs, instead going to my tits and stomach. He kneaded the chubby curves of my stomach and caressed my breasts as he began to thrust in and out. It started slow before he gained more confidence and picked up the pace. I gripped one of his arms as our moans mixed together into a beautiful symphony. The sound of our skin slapping against each other being the only other noise as loud as our moans. His eyes never left mine, full of pure love and adoration.
“Te sientes tan bien! Your pussy feels like it was made for me alone.”
Lances voice dripped with lust and love. I couldn’t respond, the feeling of his cock filling and stretching my pussy being the only thought on my mind. I could feel the coil of pleasure starting to build up.
“Lance, I’m -fuck- I’m gonna-“
I couldn’t form a full sentence, moans of pleasure overtaking my voice.
“Come for me my beautiful girl, show me how much you love this.”
My eyes rolled back as I climaxed, my back arching slightly. Lance wasn’t far behind, his hips slamming into my thighs as his cum spilled into my pussy. We sat like that for a second as we both panted. His hands moved back down to my thighs, gripping them as he moved so I was on top of him. I lifted myself slightly, but he gripped my thighs tighter.
“I-I might be to heavy for you.”
My insecurities returned for a second before he chuckled.
“Mi amore, you will never be to heavy. I’m a paladin, you’re little more than lifting one of the training bots.”
He moved his hands to my hips, caressing them comfortingly. His words melted my insecurities away. I lifted up more till his cock was almost out of my pussy before slowly lowering myself back down. I put my hands on his chest as moans escaped my lips. Lances grip on my hips tightened as he moaned and shuddered. I lifted and lowered myself again and again. I started to speed up, our moans mixing once again. I felt him grip my ass, kneading the fat flesh before getting bold and slapping it. It wasn’t hard but it was enough to earn a louder moan from me. Looking down at Lance was an experience. Seeing his head thrown back as his eyes became half lidded was a new painting engraved in my mind. He mumbled and whimpered both English and Spanish words as I bounced on his cock.
I could feel the coil raising again and judging by his face, Lance was close too.
“Yes yes yes, keep going, keep bouncing on my cock.”
He was a writhing mess beneath my before I slammed myself down as we both came. His grip on my ass tighten as I threw my head back, his cum painting my walls. I collapsed on his chest as we came down from our high.
I knew we would have to wash up but I didn’t care right now. My head rested on his chest, his hand absentmindedly drawing shapes on my curvy back.
“You are so beautiful mi amore. The view of you was just what I needed after that long day.”
He tilted his head down, moving my face up as our lips connected again. It was a soft and sweet kiss this time. He leaned back and I rested my head on his chest once more. Any insecurities I had about being chubby were thoroughly snuffed out by Lances praise. I could hear Lances soft snores and chuckled quietly at how fast he fell asleep. My eyes shut as I slowly drifted off to sleep myself. I should wait for Lance naked more often if this is how soft he is.
Notes: I'm trying to get outside my comfort zone, describing in English isn't my forte. The song is "Ordinary by Alex Warren".
Warnings: male reader (Allura's brother), possible grammar mistakes
❲ "...❀
A song started playing in the training room, obviously from Earth, although Lance never heard it before. Entering the room, he saw the Altean Prince dancing around.
"They say the holy water's watered down
And this town's lost its faith"
He was wearing the same clothes when they first met each other. It was the only time Lance saw him wearing it.
— Oh, Lance! — the prince spoke, surprising the paladin, who didn't expect to be noticed so soon. — You want to train? — Y/N paused the song.
— NO! Hm, no, I just wanted to know who was playing the song — he answered sheepishly.
— Pidge has shown me some human songs — He got closer to the paladin — I especially enjoyed this one. Wanna dance with me? — Y/N extended his hand.
Lance couldn't trust his own voice right now, he felt a blush creeping up his neck, his heart feeling like it was going to leave his chest and a knot in his throat. So he just placed his own hand on top of the prince's, following him further into the room.
The music continued where it had stopped, now with the two in the middle of the room. One of Y/N's hand on Lance's back, the other still holding his hand, while the paladin's other hand is on the prince's shoulder.
"So if our time is running out day after day
We'll make the mundane our masterpiece"
They started slow, just moving side to side, feeling the moment and each other's presence. Lance was letting himself go, just following the other's movements and flow.
Slowly they started making bigger moves, putting a bit more emotion into their rhythm. Moving side to side across the entire training room.
"Oh my, my love
I take one look at you"
Y/N starts to hum to the song, with a small smile on his face. In return, Lance smiles a bit bigger, feeling euphoric just by being this close.
Now the prince is fully singing, eyes closed, his grip on Lance a bit tighter. There is a purpose found in his movement, more than just enjoying the moment, he seems fully taken by the song.
"The angels up in the clouds
Are jealous knowing we found
Something so out of the ordinary"
While Lance is just happy to go along, his dance skills allowing him to keep up quite easily. Since the prince decided to do more elaborate moves, like spinning the paladin, or turning both of them as they move side to side.
Y/N can't see it, because they still have their eyes closed. But the lights in the room have gotten dimmer, and little sparks similar to stars start rising from the floor, looking like a mixture of fireflies and stardust.
"Oh, my life, how do ya
Breathe and take my breath away?"
A little manifestation of his powers occurring involuntarily. Lance looks around, marvelled with the scene before his eyes, and even more enamored with the one right in front of him.
The little specs of light shining upon his skin, forming a view that could only be described as heavenly.
Even their clothes changed, they both were now wearing traditional Altean royal clothes. But Lance could only assume that's what they were, he would have to ask the other after the song finished.
Y/N's altean markings started to glow, getting bigger and going down to the middle of his cheeks. The tip of his hair also started to glow, the same color as his marking.
"Shatter me with your touch
Oh, Lord, return me to dust"
When he finally decided to open his eyes, Y/N saw the most beautifully scene of his entire life. Lance was looking at him with clear love in his eyes, the gold of the specs of light surrounding them reflected on his skin, a few even stuck to his hair.
"Something so heavenly, higher than ecstasy
Whenever you're next to me, oh my, my"
At the moment the paladin noticed the other looking at him, he smiled brightly, and then the prince thought of himself as the luckiest men in the universe.
Both started to slower their movements again, while still looking at each other, wanting this moment to last forever. Engrave this memory into their brain, so they could still revisit the moment even when it ended.
"World was in black and white until I saw your light
I thought you had to die to find"
With a burst of courage, Y/N pulled Lance closer to him, their bodies fully touching each other. The hand that was on his back, moved to his cheek, as a way to ask for consent, when Lance gave a small nod they both moved.
Now not only were their bodies touching, but also their lips. As the dance, it also started slow, gaining confidence.
The hand that was still holding Lance's, now went for his waist, grabbing it with just a bit of force as an encouragement. Lance's hands moved to Y/N's hair and his neck.
It felt like time had slowed down, like that instant would last forever, but both of them needed to breathe.
❲ "...❀
"The angels up in the clouds
Are jealous knowing we found"
Other notes: I've had the idea for a scene like this ever since I heard the song, I just never decided who to write it for. In the end, I chose someone who I think would dance really well.
