“You don’t have to be romantic, Keith.” Hunk said soothingly, molten amber eyes watching the way Keith flushed and bit into his lower lip. His gaze followed the motion, and his eyes settled at half mast. “I care about you too. We’ve both had a long couple of days, and we do have a stressful job. If you’d like… It could be more. We don’t have to date.” Relationships, Hunk knew, were messy and complicated enough when you were a normal person on a planet. Add in full time paladin duties, being an ambassador in space, and fighting for planets along with a relationship, and that made it all the more messier.
Plus- Hunk wasn’t really anyone’s ideal relationship material. Just as he wasn’t most peoples ideal sex partner, there were few and far between people who looked at him as more than just a friend.
“But,” He continued seamlessly, “there are these marvelous things called being ‘friends with benefits’. No obligations, no requirements- just two friends who care about each other and are there for each other when they need it. But… We can worry about that later, Keith. Lets live in the now, hm?” His thumb stroked over his pale cheek oh so gently, and he smiled as he watched the gloved hand rise to touch his hand.
Hunk withdrew his touch when Keith lifted his shirt up, and moved to straighten up as well. Keith and Hunk were like day and night- Keith was pale and toned, with even paler criss-crossing scars dotting his flesh. Hunk was dark, and mostly hairless, with tiny micro-scars here and there, but only the one big notable scar marring his side. And, unlike Keith, Hunk was thick with muscle covered in layers of cushioning. It made him a great melee tank- and the best body pillow.
Still, Hunk drank in the sight of Keith like a man at an oasis. He glanced from Keith to the bed, and then gave Keith a cheeky grin, his white teeth flashing against his dark lips. Hunk’s hands settled on Keith’s hips, and he lifted the black paladin with little effort, tucking him to his chest as he walked backwards to the bed. Hunk flopped back, leaving Keith draped against his chest, Hunk’s thick thighs cushioning Keith’s hips on either side as it left Keith pressed close to the end goal.
Hunk settled his hands against Keith’s back, and gave Keith a lopsided grin. His fingers trailed very soft, tender trails up the black paladin’s back. “Bed is a good place to start. So is getting comfortable with each other. So, go ahead and touch me. Lets learn what feels good, and what doesn’t, hm? I’m not really ticklish- well, okay.” He paused, and his cheeks darkened. “I actually have like, one really silly ticklish spot. I may kick you if you poke behind my knees.”
It was a super goofy spot to be ticklish- but Hunk couldn’t exactly tell his body not to be ticklish there.
That had never been an idea that Keith had considered. He knew that people talked about one-night stands and sexual relationships, rather than the level of romance, but that had never been a Keith thing. Granted, relationships in general had never been a Keith thing. He had never fallen in love, or done the romancing, and the seduction. This was all new to him. And adding the facet of being friends with benefits was just something new to him, something else to wrap his head around.
Fortunately, Hunk knew him well, and the gentle touch to his face was enough to calm the racing thoughts. Keith’s mind was always racing, and trying to figure out the best plans, and solve the mission. There was no mission here, other than to let go of the stress. To just feel one another, and get lost in one another. That was something Keith was going to have to focus on. Fuck, focus, again. He shouldn’t be focusing at all. He should just be enjoying. Because what if Hunk didn’t like having sex with him, and this never happened again? Live in the moment.
He doubted that would be the case though, at least with the way that Hunk looked at him. He flushed more under the gaze, shifting a bit with nerves, before he was yelping as the other was grabbing him. He was a bit embarassed at how easily Hunk could carry him, but that thought flew out the door as Hunk pulled him down onto his bed. It was that moment that made it that more real, especially as both their chests were pressed together, and Hunk pulled him in tighter with those thick thighs.
“Right. What feels good and what doesn’t.” He mumbled, not sure of where to start. He was so overwhelmed with it all, wanting to touch everywhere and nothing. His own mind was trying to think of what he liked as well, not even acknowledging that the other was talking in the moment about being ticklish. He decided to start simple, his hands moving to Hunk’s chest, gloved leather gently gliding over his pectorals. “You’re really handsome, did you know that?” He mumbled, hand moving down over the other’s stomach gently, before moving over to the V that dipped into Hunk’s pants. He felt how fluffy Hunk was, but also definitely noticed that there was muscle there.
And he couldn’t help it, he was nuzzling his face into the other’s neck instantly, like Hunk was a giant teddy bear. He knew he could drop the tough guy act, the loner act, in these moments. He inhaled Hunk’s scent, still smelling that cigarette invention on his skin, but also everything that was purely Hunk Garrett. Hands moved up to Hunk’s hair, fingers gently tangling in the dark locks. “What do you like? You probably have a better idea than me.” He mumbled, fingers idly moving to Hunk’s headband, a finger moving back and forth underneath it as he hummed in wait.
