✏Lance McGrizzled with a side of fries and a nice cup of coke (I accidentally refreshed your blog and I keep seeing McGrizzled and now I'm. Actually hungry)
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Keith grew, sure, that’s the first thing Lance comments about when he steps off that ship onto the castle, but Lance. Lance… he, well, he grew, too. It’s the first thing Keith notices, even when all of his other friends are welcoming him back. He’s taller, now, with a broad chest and shoulders, collarbones sharply defined from what Keith can see with his armor on. His jawline is sharp and squared with stubble prickling along his cheeks. The only things that are the same is the cute upturn of his nose and those sparkling navy-blue eyes.
“Wow,” Lance says jokingly, as Keith steps off his ship and onto the castle deck, walking forward to meet Lance halfway, “How do we know you’re the real Keith and not his bigger, cooler, grizzled older brother?“ The boy jokes. Keith rolls his eyes, smile tugging at his lips, and they throw their arms around one another, drawing into a hug, “I see you’re still just as annoying as before,” Keith shoots back, and he’ll admit he’s a little annoyed that he’s gotta push up on his damn tippy-toes to match Lance’s height, now. Keith got taller too, no question about it, but Lance fucking shot up like a bean pole. Though, not exactly a bean pole because it seems like he’s packing some serious muscle underneath his armor. The hug runs just a few seconds too long to be considered ‘friendly’, and that’s partly Keith’s fault, he’ll never admit it, but it is. When they break apart, though, Keith greets everyone else just as warmly
Settling back into the ship is easy, getting along with Shiro, Allura, Coran, Pidge and Hunk, it’s easy. It feels like coming home. What isn’t easy is Lance. Keith doesn’t know what it is, maybe it’s the way he smiles now, or the way his confidence isn’t just hiding his insecurities anymore, maybe it’s his new Black Paladin title, maybe it’s those blue eyes. Keith doesn’t know. All he knows is that this tension between them, so thick that it could be cut with a knife, it isn’t new. It’s something that’s been festering for a while, building and building until now it’s completely unbearable. So much so that they can barely stand to be in the same room with one another anymore. Shiro is worried for him, tells him that he and Lance need to work it out, partly because it’s not good for the team and partly because it’s not good for Keith. It’s not good for either of them. So Keith tells Shiro that he’ll find a way to talk to Lance, he isn’t sure where, or when, not with so much going on, but he promises to find the time.
Thats how he ends up in front of Lance’s door in the middle of the night, reaching up and hesitating before his knuckles are knocking on the the metal door, sound echoing out down the hallway. He’s nervous, heart pounding in his chest, hand falling to his side, curling into a fist and uncurling for what seems like eternity until the door slides open with a quiet whoosh.
Lance is on the other side, shirtless, just his lion pajama pants hanging low on his hips, but he doesn’t look like he’s been sleeping. Keith was right, of course, Lance’s chest is well-defined and so is his stomach, a trail of curly brown hair disappearing into his pants the lower Keith’s eyes rove down his abdomen. His arms are defined, too, and without any shirt Keith can really see just how wide his shoulders are.
“Keith?” Lance asks, he sounds surprised, running a hand through his already messy hair, “Did you need something?” Keith opens his mouth, then closes it, mind blank, and the tension is so high he feels like he drowning in it. When he moves he’s not thinking—just doing, stepping forward and throwing his arms around Lance’s neck, pushing up on his toes to press a searing kiss to those tan lips. Lance is surprised but sturdy, only stumbling back just slightly, and Keith’s blood is searing hot through his veins. It’s like he he’s on fire, and when Lance starts kissing him back, when those tanned arms wrap around his waist and pull him into the room, Keith’s heart soars.
“You,” Keith says as he pulls away, gasping in lungfuls of air, “You, I need you.” Lance looks at him, says nothing, and it looks like he’s thinking this all over, gears turning in his head. Keith’s arms move from around Lance’s neck, hands coming to slide down his bare arms, heat swirling low in his gut. And he doesn’t mean to speak, but he does, voice a small whisper, “Please…”
Lance surges forward to kiss him then, and not before long Keith is being stripped of his clothes and they’re falling back onto the bed, a tangle of limbs, wet kisses, and roaming hands. Keith loses track of time, and it all feels like a dream, something he’s going to wake up from at any moment. So he clings to Lance, rakes his nails down his bare back as he’s stretched open with plenty of lube and long, tan fingers. Keith pants hotly in Lance’s mouth, and he clenches as tightly as he can around those two fingers, Lance’s cock hard against his thigh, his own achingly hard and leaking at the tip.
“Lance-ahh,” Keith moans, baring his neck as Lance moves to kiss over and down his jaw, fingers curling in the short strands of hair at the base of Lance’s neck. He’s so hot, so ready, has wanted this for so long that he can taste it now. He was scared of this before, scared of what Lance’s touch would mean, scared of what would come after, but he’s not afraid anymore. Not when Lance touches him like this, not when Lance kisses him like this. He isn’t afraid, he just wants more, needs more.
“Please.” It’s a gasp leaving his lips, desperate, and it’s just one word, something small and simple, but it gets Lance moving. He strips out of his pants and the rest of their clothes are tossed somewhere to the ground. Lance leans back, just to watch as he pushes the head of dick into Keith hole, just to watch as Keith stretches wide around him, just to watch as he sinks all the way into Keith’s hot, pulsing ass. Keith moans at the feeling, Lance’s hands strong and sturdy where they hold his thighs open. And, as Lance pulls out, thrusting back forward with enough force to make Keith’s entire body shake, he knows he’s in to get his guts seriously re-arranged. Lance isn’t some kid anymore, he’s a man, and it shows in his movements. He builds a steady pace easily, one that gets Keith’s toes curling, driving his cock in hard and deep. He’s not moving too fast, but that’s fine because he’s fucking into Keith hard enough to get his body sliding up on the bed with every thrust, slamming into Keith’s prostate brutally hard.
“Oh!” Keith gasps out, back arching into the feeling, clawing at the flexing muscles of Lance’s back, trailing off into a low moan against Lance’s ear. The sound of their skin slapping together, wet and loud, really reveals just how hard Keith is getting fucked. It echoes out around the room, mingles with Keith’s moans and little “Oh!”’s. And when Lance increases his speed, fucking Keith fast enough to get the excessive amount of lube they used squelching with every hard drive of his cock, Keith knows he’s done for.
“La—Lance, oh fuck—yes right there-mmm!” Keith cries out, and his head is so far gone in the clouds, the only thing he can feel is how good Lance feels stretching him open, how good his cock feels dragging against the fluttering walls of Keith’s ass, how harshly he’s raking his nails against Lance’s back, scratching him up as he’s fucked into the mattress.
“You got-“ Keith gasps, “You got so big!” Keith moans, attempting to spread his legs wider to accommodate Lance, and it feels like he’s being split apart, shaking like a leaf of Lance’s cock. Lance half laughs half moans against Keiths ear, the sound breathless.
“I had a growth spurt.” He jokes, and Keith can only choke out a loud moan in response, his voice echoing around the room. He hangs onto Lance for dear life, because that’s all he can really do, hips twitching and rolling down onto Lance’s cock uncontrollably. He feels loved, because that atomosphere is still think in the air from when Keith jumped Lance only moments before, but he’s also feeling so incredibly, wonderfully used. Like Lance is taking what he wants, fucking Keith’s tight little ass without holding back, groaning at the feeling of Keith clenching around him, groaning at how hot and wet he feels. And Keith has completely lost himself in this, pleasure racing through his body, tingling at the tips of his toes and exploding like fireworks in his head. His moans turn high pitched and broken, words a slur of nonsense whenever he opens his mouth to speak. Lance has always been strong, and so has Keith, but now that both of them have gone through some sort of drastic change Keith feels like he’s just being slammed, constantly hard and fast, and it’s wrecking him. It’s making him moan for Lance like he’s some sort of virgin, it’s making it hard to control himself, it’s making him whine and shake, it’s making him beg even though he’s getting everything he wants.
“Please please please please-AH!” Keith squeaks, not even having the energy to rake his nails over Lance’s back, just digging them into his flesh to keep himself anchored.
“Please what, baby?” Lance asks, and it isn’t fair because he’s moaning, too, but he sounds so controlled, so put together.
“Cum—fuck! I’m gonna cum please I’m gonna cum!” Keith whines, and Lance doesn’t even get a chance to tell him anything in response because he’s shaking, eyes rolling to the back of his head, entire body going limp until Lance really is quite literally fucking him into the mattress, his whole body jerking and completely overwhelmed with pleasure, cumming in hot white stripes all over his stomach without having even laid a hand on his cock. Lance’s hips jerk uneavenly, the man gasping in surprise at how tight Keith had gotten so quickly, moaning loudly to fill the fucked, blissed out silence Keith left as he rides out his orgasm, cumming into the hot confines of Keith’s ass.
So yeah. Lance got bigger. A lot bigger, in a lot of different ways.
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