ShiKeiLan || PJatO || Nicercy || Blue Christmas and New Heroes || Nicercy || PJatO || ShiKeiLan
Title: Blue Christmas and New Heroes – The Adopted Next Generation
Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus | Voltron: Legendary Defender
Disclaimer: All rights to the Voltron remake reserved to DreamWorks, Lauren Montgomery and Joaquim Dos Santos, and to the original to Toei Animation. Percy Jackson reserved to Rick Riordan for he created the awesomeness that is Nico di Angelo. All rights concerning Percy Jackson reserved to Rick Riordan for he created the awesomeness that is Nico di Angelo. Aside from the Gods, they belong to the old Greeks. This fanfiction and its OCs on the other hand are entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.
Warnings: shounen-ai, threesome, fluff, adoption, Christmas fluff, explicit intercourse, anal, oral, double penetration, shoujo-ai, hetero
Main Pairing: Nico/Percy & Shiro/Keith/Lance
Side Pairings: Piper/Annabeth, Frank/Hazel/Leo, Jason/Reyna, Chris/Clarisse, Malcolm/Katie, Tyson/Ella, Paul/Sally
Percy Jackson Characters: Perseus Jackson, Nico di Angelo, Hazel Levesque, Frank Zhang, Leo Valdez, Jason Grace, Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano, Annabeth Chase, Piper McLean, Malcolm Cage, Katie Gardner, Chris Rodriguez, Clarisse la Rue, Tyson, Ella, Sally Blofis, Paul Blofis, Mrs. O'Leary, Small Bob, Blackjack, Arion, Tempest
Voltron Characters: Lance (Neptune), Keith (Ares/Vulcan), Takashi 'Shiro' Shirogane (Zeus), Katie 'Pidge' Holt (Ceres), Matthew Holt (Athena), Hunk (Pluto), Allura (Venus), Coran
Own Character: George the Goldfish
Summary: The Giant War had ended ten years ago and the Heroes of Olympus moved on, started their own lives very slowly. New demigods are born and the old heroes decide to adopt some of their orphaned half-siblings. Nico and Percy adopt Lance, the very adorable little son of Neptune.
They love Lance, raise him right and in his teens, see Lance off to his first big quest with who are considered the new Seven. Lance? He's really excited to go on a quest with all his best friends – and with the two boys he secretly had been crushing on for years now.
Blue Christmas and New Heroes
The Adopted Next Generation
Part 3: Lovers
Shiro froze, eyes wide and mouth open just a little. He was panting, though trying to be as silent as possible. Which was a bit complicated considering his boyfriend on his lap kept grinding down on him, teeth catching Shiro's lower lip and pulling him into a deep kiss.
"My parents are out. They won't return for at least two more hours. Relax, Shiro."
"Relax, he says", muttered Shiro softly, arms wrapping around his lover's waist. "Your mom is the scariest person I have ever met in my life. I don't want to imagine what she'd do if she knew I'm doing... indescribable things to her seventeen years old son!"
Keith heaved a very agitated sigh and pushed himself off of his boyfriend of about half a year to glare pointedly at Shiro. "Shiro. You're the son of the king of gods. How are you scared of a middle-aged daughter of Ares...? Besides, I'm seventeen. I can make my own decisions."
"Yeah, and I'm twenty-two and she'll think I'm some-some-", stammered Shiro with a frown.
"The praetor and fair leader of our people?", offered Keith with a drawl. "A very diligent college student with a plan? One of the kindest people they ever met...?"
Shiro blushed in that adorably humble way of his, one of the reasons Keith fell in love with him. Well, Keith had been crushing on the older boy for a long while now, but it was only a couple months ago that Keith managed to convince Shiro that he was more than a kid following him around. They had been semi-secretly dating for half a year now. Semi-secretly because they hadn't told their parents yet. Their friends however, they knew. And teased them. A lot. Most at Camp Half-Blood thought they were like the golden couple of their time, which was embarrassing and annoying. Keith didn't want to be a golden anything. That Shiro, biological son of Zeus and adopted son of two praetors, now a praetor and powerful hero himself, was a Golden Boy, that was obvious. Sure, Keith had managed full control over his fire-powers and he had grown to become the leader of his own cohort as well as head of Ares Cabin. People (Allura. Mainly, really just Allura) thought they were a perfect match – the gloomy bad boy and the upstanding golden boy.
"Will you please stop worrying and continue kissing me?", requested Keith irritated. "Because by the time my parents get home, you will run with your tail between your legs and I am meeting Lance in... an hour. Which cuts the precious home alone time we have short."
Shiro grinned knowingly, hands wandering to cup Keith's ass. Keith rolled his eyes very slowly and pointedly, because he knew that knowing look and he hated it. Shiro basically always got it when Keith spoke the name 'Lance'. As though it meant something. Which it didn't. Okay, sure, half of New Olympus was under the odd impression that Keith and Lance were best friends, but that was it. Keith yelped only slightly as Shiro whirled them around to pin the fire-bender beneath him.
"You're so cute when you're irrationally irritated by Lance", whispered Shiro amused, kissing him.
"Irrational? There is absolutely nothing irrational about being irritated by Lance", argued Keith.
Shiro just laughed and kissed Keith deeper, effectively distracting him.
/break\
Lance was oddly bored and excited at the same time. He sat on top of Mrs. O'Leary's head, scratching her behind the ear as he watched his two best friends Hunk and Pidge work on their current big project under the supervision and guidance of Leo. A flying ship of their own. The figure-head was, of course, a roaring lion. Lance already totally loved it.
But since Lance was not a tinkerer, he was in fact a bit of a klutz when it came to those things, he couldn't really help. So he had to watch. And yes, he was excited about the ship, but he was bored out of his mind just watching them. At least his friends were having fun though.
Pidge, by now fifteen, was a bit of a rut still. Short and definitely not a physical fighter, but a very strong-minded girl that always found a way out of any situation. Her once rather long hair was chopped short so it wouldn't bother her while tinkering – she had learned that lesson about two years ago when her hair had actually caught fire in a terrifying moment of absentmindedness.
Hunk was already eighteen, but had never really lost that baby-fat that he had when Hunk and Lance had first met. Then again, his parents were some of the best cooks of the city, so he was often tempted to eat good and a lot. He was still as happy and cheerful and optimistic as always, though also a tiny bit of a coward who often argued with Lance when Lance wanted to go on an adventure. The voice of reason to Lance's impulse-decisions, others like to call it.
"Lance, if you're just going to twitch and distract us, just... go", ordered Pidge irritated.
"Yeah. Didn't you have plans with... Keith?", asked Hunk with a slightly teasing note.
"Oh. Plans with Keith? Just the two of you?", inquired Leo curiously, perking up. "Like a... date?"
"What? No!", exclaimed Lance, maybe a bit too hastily. "Everyone knows Keith's dating Shiro."
"...Everyone did not know that", stated Leo wide-eyed, blinking slowly. "Wow."
"Because their parents don't know. So parents in general weren't supposed to know", sighed Pidge.
"Really?", asked Lance surprised. "Dad and papà have known for a while. Dad even heard it from Keith's mom, said that Clarisse was having such a good laugh at how Shiro and Keith were trying to sneak around the house... Didn't know she wasn't supposed to know."
Hunk and Pidge snorted and exchanged a look at that. It kind of figured that Clarisse and most likely also Chris, Reyna and Jason had found out by now. Lance tilted his head curiously at them for one last time before he bid his goodbyes and skipped out of the backyard and off toward Keith's.
/break\
Shiro had a playful smile on his lips as he watched his boyfriend and Lance. He was accompanying them to the lake, though then he'd have to part with them because he had afternoon classes. Damn college. He'd much rather lay on a blanket and watch Keith and Lance play in the water. The two of them were... enchanting together. Lance's fluent movements, Keith's heated passion.
Shiro had noticed it at about the same time. How strong and handsome Keith had grown, fierce and passionate and intense. How beautiful and cunning Lance had grown, cheeky and sweet and loving. In a way, Shiro thought they were two sides of the same coin, they completed each other in a way neither of the two noticed. And then Keith had made a move on Shiro and Shiro, who had firmly believed that Keith and Lance would end up together, was not crazy enough to decline.
He just thought, in the back of his mind, how much more complete they'd be if they'd also have Lance. His eyes darkened as he watched both boys strip down to their swim-shorts, Keith pale but well-defined, Lance tanned and lean. Shaking his head, Shiro smiled at them.
"Have fun with your training, you two. Don't race until sunset again", warned Shiro half-sternly.
"Sure, sure, Shiro! Be good and learn a lot!", called Lance teasingly.
Keith snorted and rolled his eyes, first watching his boyfriend leave and then watching Lance run right into the lake. He had to smile despite himself. There was such a pure, genuine joy to Lance whenever the son of Neptune was in the water. Not even Keith could deny that. And, regardless of how much he tried to deny it, he also felt a certain... attraction to Lance, looking at the Latino half-naked like that, skin glistering with water, nipples hardening at the contact with the cold water, hair messy and azure-blue eyes sparkling with unadulterated joy.
"I don't know why I even let you rope me into these things. You're the son of Neptune. I don't stand a chance against you in the water anyway", sighed Keith agitated.
When Lance offered one of his blinding smiles, Keith remembered why. "Just race me, dork."
/break\
Percy was grinning like a total lunatic while he was setting the table. Lance had another one of his 'competitive dates' with Keith, as Percy liked to call them. The two boys would meet up to compete in the most ridiculous disciplines. It was endearing. It also helped that Keith reminded Percy a lot of Nico; not just on a disturbingly similar physical appearance level but also because of his behavior. Keith was as emotionally constipated as Nico used to be, always glaring and gloomy and preferring to be alone, if not for the friends that forced their way into his life. While he still saw a lot of himself in Lance, the way his son acted and reacted. So it was totally not Percy's fault that he thought Keith and Lance would make the perfect couple.
"...Papà, why's dad grinning like that? It's kinda creepy."
Nico snorted softly and looked up at the slightly disturbed look on his son's face. Lance was just in the middle of ruffling his short hair dry with one of the fluffy towels – the reason the sons of the sea even used towels to begin with. He had just come home and headed straight for the shower to cool off. No training regime exhausted Lance more than his one-on-one training with Keith. Which was so much more information than Nico needed, really.
"That's not creepy. It's his 'I'm planning my son's wedding'-face", corrected Nico. "Now, if you'd put the towel away and feed Mrs. O'Leary and Small Bob before dinner's ready?"
Lance obediently put the towel aside so he could do as his father had said. "What... wedding? Dad, I'm not even dating anyone, please wait with planning the wedding like a couple more years?"
There was a pause where Percy and Nico stared at each other with surprised looks on their faces before Percy turned to Lance. "But... you just came home from a date...?"
Now it was Lance's turn to pause, one hand on top of Mrs. O'Leary's head as he patted her. "Wait. I did what now? I was with Keith. ...Oh. Y—You t—thought I was on a date with Keith?!"
Lance's face was a concerning shade of red as he stared wide-eyed at his parents, prompting Percy to frown very, very confused. "...You mean you're not dating Keith...?"
Nico was actually impressed that Lance managed to turn an even darker shade of red. "N—No! What? No! It's Keith! A—And besides, Keith's dating Shiro! A—And why do you even-?!"
"You two spend an awful lot of time together", replied Nico casually while taking plates out. "You train with no one as much as you train with Keith. We... were sure training was a euphemism."
And yes, it was possible for Lance to turn an even darker shade of red. "E—euphemism? Oh gods."
Groaning embarrassed, Lance buried his face in his arms. How was this a thing? How did his parents think he was dating Keith? Sure, Keith was hot and his broody, cold behavior was kind of adorable because Lance knew Keith actually cared like a lot. But there was no way Keith would ever like Lance like that, after all Lance knew how much he annoyed the son of Ares – and why was he even thinking about this? It didn't matter if Keith liked him like that, because Lance didn't like Keith like that. Right? Why did he even have to ask that?! He should know that. Then again, his mind was always kind of a mess and perhaps he has had like a few wet dreams about Keith, but that was because the guy was hiding a nice sixpack. Oh gods. Lance had feelings for Keith.
"Sweetie, are you alright? You look... traumatized?", asked Percy very carefully.
Lance looked up at his dad with dramatically teary eyes. "I—I think I might actually like Keith!"
"...Yes, that's part of the reason we were convinced you two were dating", nodded Percy with a frown. "...Well, you got me beaten for the most oblivious guy about romance."
He smiled and patted Lance's head, making his son whine a little. "But it's Keith. Keith doesn't even like me! Besides, he has a boyfriend, like the most amazing guy in the whole city! And... And-"
Percy just smiled gently at him and patted his cheek. "There, there, honey. How about we eat and then we move on to the XXL ice-cream box I have in the freezer for emergencies?"
"Thanks, dad", mumbled Lance and hugged Percy tightly.
Nico snorted and rolled his eyes. He loved his son, but Lance could be quite the drama-queen. If only Percy wouldn't encourage that kind of behavior. Then again, Nico found it kind of endearing to see his sea brats together like that. Giving them a pointed look, he put the filled plates down.
"Dinner now, wallowing in self-pity later", declared Nico firmly.
/break\
Reyna had a gentle smile on her lips as she stood in the doorway to the kitchen, arms crossed in front of her chest as she watched Shiro for a little while. She was incredibly proud of the young man he had become. Shiro had been such a shy, broken little boy when Reyna and Jason had taken him in. They had helped rebuild Shiro's confidence – and Leo's amazing high-tech arm that he kept updating helped a lot there. To see her precious little boy having become that strong young man, a praetor whose people looked up to him and admired him, a good friend and a brave hero.
"Did you want something or are you content watching me, mom?"
Shiro had come home for dinner and he was in the middle of cooking. Even after all these years, his parents still hadn't quite gotten better at cooking. Shiro had moved out a year after his graduation from high school, moving in together with Allura and Matt.
"Ah. I was lost in thought", admitted Reyna with a smile before she sat down. "How are you?"
"Good. I'm really looking forward to summer break", sighed Shiro and craned his neck. "The semester was exhausting and seeing something else aside from the library sounds great."
"How much... more would you like to see?", asked Jason in a chipper voice.
He entered the kitchen and went to kiss Reyna's cheek before he went to ruffle Shiro's hair. Shiro frowned a bit confused at his father. Very rarely did Jason have such a happy expression on his face when he came back from a meeting with the mayor and the senate. Back in the old days, the senate was made up of teens, which was quite ridiculous considering that New Rome, as it used to be called, had adults and families living there too. Nowadays, real actual adults took over governing the city and teen could finally just enjoy their time as young, adventurous heroes.
"Why are you asking like that, dad?", asked Shiro with one raised eyebrow.
"Well, you know how we have sister cities on the other continents, right?", drawled Jason before stealing something out of the pot. "Mh, this is good. Anyway, so we had this agreement to send someone to... make the tours. A meet and greet and such, to keep a good relationship with them."
"And you want me to go?", asked Shiro surprised and maybe just a hint nervous.
"Your mom and I sure would support you, but we're not the ones who suggested you", replied Jason as he stole some more. "This is really good. You need to move back home, Takashi. Your mother and I are starving – starving, I tell you. And here you are, cooking stuff like that..."
"You're getting distracted again, dad", pointed Shiro out, smiling just a little. "You were saying?"
"Right. Anyway, so since Pidge, Hunk and... partially also Lance, I guess, according to Pidge and Hunk at least, are the ones building the flying ship for this mission, they get to pick their crew. And, Pidge being Pidge, she declared Matt has to be on the team. Which everyone agrees with, because... Hunk and Lance manage to rope Pidge into... shenanigans. Matt's responsible, so yay for that. Lance insisted that you and Keith should come too. And of course also Allura, what with having you and Matt on the team. And we – as the adult-front – agree that maybe between you, Matt and Allura, maybe the four of them would not get into... too much trouble."
Shiro blinked slowly, mulling it over. He knew the last flying ship had sailed with a crew of seven too. The idea was very exciting, actually. Flying somewhere, all over the world, with his best friends. The thought that Lance had 'insisted' on him and Keith going too made Shiro blush just a little bit. So he had chosen Keith – or been chosen by Keith – when he noticed that both had turned into quite the handsome and adorable young men, instead of adorkable little puppies following him around. But that didn't mean he forgot how cute and attractive and funny and kind Lance was. He wasn't blind. Neither to Lance's good looks or the cute way his eyes would sparkle or the way he moved, nor to the feeling Keith clearly had for Lance and also very clearly ignored.
/break\
Allura and Matt were very much on board and the seven of them set sails on the last day of the semester. All of their parents came, there was a lot of hugging. Katie was practically smothering Pidge and piling her worries on her daughter – you're only fifteen, you're too young for such a trip, please listen to your big brother, don't throw yourself in danger, do not ever do anything Lance would do; the usual – while Malcolm and Matt had a very manly proud exchange.
Hunk was laughing and blushing as he was being hugged and peppered with kisses by Hazel, Frank and Leo, all three of them talking at the same time, trying to reassure him that he'd be okay. He was surprisingly okay though. He kept assuring his parents that as long as his friends were there, he would be totally fine. Which only made Leo cry and hug him even harder.
Jason was a proud daddy mess as he kept hugging Shiro and listing off things he'd have to watch out for, while Reyna stood by with a proud smile of her own, mouthing silently to her son that she knew he'd be fine and that Jason was over-exaggerating.
Clarisse and Keith were trying to play it cool, which of course Chris could not allow. This was Keith's first bigger quest and Chris was going to make a scene. He just loved riling them both up. At the end of the hug, both Clarisse and Keith were an embarrassed and annoyed shade of red.
Annabeth and Piper were the most put together, while Allura took in her mothers' advices and warnings with a serious face, saving it all to memory and valuing their experience. It had always made Percy roll his eyes to see how put together and responsible Annabeth's daughter was.
Percy all the while was smothering his son for all his worth. Not because he was really too worried; he knew Lance was one of the strongest demigods of his generation – and he was taking the other very strong demigods with him as backup. He knew his son was going to be fine. That didn't change that Percy was going to miss his precious little boy, or that it pained Percy to see how much Lance had grown up. Well, not too much considering that Azul was stuffed into Lance's back, hidden beneath all the clothes. Nico was trying to be tough and look proud, but Percy knew his husband better. He knew there was a lot of worry hidden in those dark eyes. Nico was probably thinking about that first quest Bianca had gone on – and never returned. All the dangerous quests Percy and their friends had lived through at a far too young age. The two wars both of them had survived by the time they were Lance's age. There was only one thing that could truly rattle the great Ghost King – and that was when his loved ones were in danger.
"Stop looking so worried, Nick. He'll be fine", whispered Percy as he slipped his hand into Nico's.
Nico wanted to protest, but one look at his husband told him that he didn't have Percy fooled. Blushing a little bit, Nico squeezed Percy's hand and pulled him close enough to kiss him softly.
"How about you both stop worrying. I'm gonna be alright", grinned Lance broadly, hugging them. "This is going to be a lot of fun. Me and the others are going to do good, promise."
"I know, mi niño precioso", sighed Percy, pulling Lance in to kiss his forehead again. "Have fun."
/break\
Keith was panting hard, completely out of breath as he had Lance pinned beneath him. Azure-eyes with pupils blown staring up at him, a borderline manic grin on Lance's lips as he tried to wiggle out from beneath Keith, prompting Keith to tighten his grip on the little water-bender. Both were covered in a thin layer of sweat, glistering in the sun-light. Shiro shifted to hide his hard-on.
"You got a little drool right there in the corner of your mouth", drawled Matt unimpressed.
Shiro actually checked, which made him blush and glare at his best friend. Hunk was in the crow's nest, Pidge at the steering wheel and Matt, Shiro and Allura were playing poker on deck, with a perfect view on Lance and Keith, who did their daily afternoon sparring.
"So, are the two of you actually going to invite Lance into your relationship, or is this some... masochistic thing of watching from the distance?", asked Allura, sounding genuinely curious.
Shiro blushed even harder at the blunt question. "W—We c—can't. I shouldn't even Keith. He's just... I'm five years older than them. I'm still half afraid Clarisse will grill me when she finds out. Do you know in how much pain I'd be when Nico would find out I'd be corrupting his son...?"
"You are absolutely ridiculous, Takashi", sighed Allura exhausted, shaking her head.
"Yeah. She's right", agreed Matt, patting Shiro on the shoulder.
"A—Ah! You son of a-", screamed Keith, interrupting the grilling of Shiro.
Shiro was only half-relieved, because generally Keith screaming like that put him on high alert. But when he turned to look at Keith, he could only blink and then laugh. Keith was crouched over, dripping wet as a cartoonish storm-cloud was floating over his head, soaking him in what Shiro assumed was cold rain. Lance was still laying in front of Keith, grinning like a Cheshire Cat and still having his legs spread from where Keith had been sitting between them. Shiro needed to concentrate on literally anything aside from Lance with his legs spread and shirt riling up. Okay, not literally anything, because his boyfriend soaking wet boyfriend was just as bad in his current situation. How was Shiro going to survive this quest with all this temptation...?
"What? You refused to get off me and I'm not above cheating", chimed Lance happily as he got up and stretched in a very cat-like manner. "You should be used to that. You were literally raised by a son of Hermes, get over it. Also, this means I win!"
"...I hate him", grunted Keith, looking like a cat that got dropped into a bath.
Shiro smiled gently as he got up and walked over to pull Keith into a soft kiss. The scowl eased off of Keith's face as he leaned into the kiss, only a slight pout remaining. Keith continued to grumble beneath his breath as Shiro got him one of the towels they had laying around to dry off sweat, not a mild summer-rain. Keith looked so adorable when he was pouting and also with his hair wet and clinging to his face. Shiro grinned as he ruffled Keith's hair dry and kissed him again.
"You don't. You just don't like to lose", smirked Shiro knowingly.
/break\
"What's wrong with Lance?", asked Pidge with a serious expression on her face.
Hunk blinked slowly as he looked up at the girl. She always scared him just a little with such a serious look. The look took a slightly judgmental turn as she got comfortable on Hunk's bed.
"I dunno. He's been acting real... jumpy that past week already", shrugged Hunk with a frown.
"Also been blushing a whole lot more", pointed Pidge out. "Around Keith. Spill it, Hunk. I know you know something. I know you two have this whole 'bro-thing' and stuff."
Hunk winced at the accusing glint in her eyes. "He might have realized that he likes Keith?"
"...Realized?", echoed Pidge surprised, blinking a couple of times. "I've known that for like ten years now. How has he only now 'realized' it...? That's insane... even by his standards..."
"Uhu. I know", agreed Hunk with a shrug. "I mean, when Shiro and Keith got together, I went to him with a giant cake because I thought he needed comfort food, but... he really didn't realize he had feelings for Keith. I'm kinda afraid to ask him if he knows he's also in love with Shiro?"
Pidge adapted a thoughtful frown as she tilted her head. "No, I think that one he knew. He's had a hero-worshiping crush on Shiro literally ever since they met. He has to know that, right...?"
Hunk gave her a long, pointed look and she faltered. Yeah, chances were Lance didn't know...
/for the fun parts please go to my AO3 account Takara_Phoenix and read them there, sorry for the inconvenience\
So maybe coming while listening to Lance's whiny little sounds was the final tip-off for Keith, because now all he could see and focus on was Lance di Angelo. Lance's eyes and legs and lips and very pet-able looking hair and lickable skin. The way Lance moved so elegantly like a cat or a river or something like that. Damn it all. There was a lot of aggressive love-making and making-out between Keith and Shiro to compensate for the urge to pin Lance down and ravish him.
"This is your fault", growled Keith as he pinned Shiro against a wall.
Shiro blinked a bit dazed, staring down at his boyfriend who was pressing their crotches together in a very distracting way. "I don't know what I did, but if this is the result, I take full responsibility."
Keith hissed and bit Shiro's neck in a way that was doomed to leave a mark. "You had to insist on me liking Lance and now I do. Just because of you. Which is messed up on multiple levels, because you're my boyfriend and you shouldn't want me to want someone else."
Shiro winced and then grinned a little. "But this is... beneficial for us both. After all, Lance seems to like us too. And I... like you both. So if you're too stubborn to realize you only 'tolerate' him because you like him... a lot... then... Come on, you're not truly mad, are you, Kei?"
Keith grumbled and gave Shiro's neck a particularly hard bite. He was mildly annoyed by the situation as a whole, but he wasn't mad. He was annoyed with Lance for being so delectable, he was annoyed with Shiro for knowing everything and he was annoyed with himself for wanting Lance. Lance was annoying and irritating and way too bright and optimistic. And kind and sweet and pretty. Keith wasn't an idiot; he knew he had wanted Lance for a while now. He just... tried not to want Lance. Which seemed to get harder the more time passed. It was the reason he had actively persuaded Shiro, because he had hoped that if he'd have this perfect boyfriend, then his irrational and irritating feelings for Lance would just pass. They, quite obviously, didn't.
"So you... want to... add him?", grumbled Keith against Shiro's neck. "To our relationship."
"If that's something you'd want too", whispered Shiro gently.
He tenderly grasped Keith to adjust him so he could look deep into those blue-gray eyes. Keith glared and blushed and glared some more. In the end, he nodded slowly, eyes fixed on Shiro's collarbone. Shiro grinned broadly at how cute his emotionally constipated boyfriend was. Now all they needed to do was somehow make Lance realize they wanted him in their relationship.
/break\
They had just toured Tokyo after visiting the Asian camp for Graeco-Roman demigods. It had been exhausting. There had been a lot of sushi and also spending a small fortune on getting themselves kimonos fitted, just because. Well, mainly because Lance used the kitten-eyes on them and convinced them one by one that it was an awesome idea. After Shiro saw him in his blue kimono, he had to agree that it was a good idea. Considering they had the kimonos, they looked up the next summer festival and set sails for it. During the summer festival, Shiro and Keith did their best to be around Lance and be nice to Lance, in a lame and belated attempt to woo him. All it actually did was freak Lance out. Granted, it had been very funny to watch the fire-bender try to catch a goldfish for Lance. Pidge and Allura were in the middle of forcing Matt into winning stuffed animals for them, while Hunk had a major stomachache from all the food he had already tried.
"We're going to accompany Hunk back to the ship", sighed Allura, hugging her plush-bear.
"Oh", muttered Lance with a look at his best friend. "Yeah... Yeah, we should..."
Everyone knew that Lance had been very much looking forward to the fireworks. Matt smiled amused at the boy from where he was supporting Hunk. Allura all the while turned to stare pointedly at Shiro, trying to convey a message with looks. Shiro blushed as he understood.
"Oh, you could stay. I mean, Hunk doesn't need six people fawning over him", offered Pidge in a far too chipper voice before he turned toward Keith and Shiro. "You two could stay here with Lance so at least someone gets to enjoy the fireworks, right? Since me, Allura and Matt are best qualified for medical aid, it makes most sense, doesn't it?"
Keith and Shiro exchanged a long look before both stared at the mischievously grinning blonde girl. There was no way she was just being nice; she also wanted to see the fireworks. She was setting them up. With Lance. Why would she do that, unless... Keith's eyes widened comically. Unless she knew something they didn't. About Lance and what Lance might want. Keith turned his head to stare at Lance intensely. Lance, in his blue dolphin-pattern kimono, looking ridiculously pretty and cute. His azure-blue eyes sparkled at the prospect of not missing out on the fireworks. He had been watching way too many animes with his dad over the years and had always wanted to see such a summer fest himself. He turned to smile hopefully at Shiro, making Shiro's heart flutter warmly.
It really had been an impossible choice for Shiro – between Keith and Lance. They were like day and night, Keith so dark and mysterious and Lance so bright and warm, they were so different and yet both so enchanting. When Keith had confessed to Shiro, Shiro thought that was it. His moon had chosen him and the sun was setting. Back then, he had thought it was because Keith wanted Shiro and not Lance, not that Keith was too stubborn and proud to admit he wanted Lance. Sometimes, Shiro wondered if Keith would have ever fallen in love with Shiro if he'd have had the guts to be with Lance. Then again, Shiro preferred the current situation far more – being with Keith and loving Keith and maybe, just maybe, also getting Lance. That'd make things perfect.
"If you'd like, Lance", offered Shiro with a gentle smile, laying one arm around Lance's waist.
"Like we could leave you on your own anyway", muttered Keith with his usual glare.
Shiro rolled his eyes and wondered how they'd ever manage to get Lance if Keith kept being a dick about it. Glaring at his fluffy-haired boyfriend, Shiro laid his other arm around Keith's waist and pulled him closer, with a rather firm grip to convey his displeasure. Keith mumbled beneath his breath as he turned to lead the trio away while Pidge waved them off in a too happy mood.
For a while, the three of them just continued touring the summer festival, eating more and winning more prizes. Much to Lance's surprise and embarrassment, he was the one ending up with all the winnings piled up on him and they kept buying everything Lance wanted to eat. It was very suspicious. Not unwelcomed, but definitely suspicious.
"I am so full", groaned Lance pleased as he collapsed on the soft grass on a hill. "Now all that'd still fit in would probably be some shaved ice... they did have blue ones..."
He was staring up into the starry night-sky. So maybe he was being cheeky here, but he had to test his theory. And when Keith actually got up and said he'd get them all a round of shaved ice, Lance had the confirmation he needed. Raising both his eyebrows, Lance turned his head toward Shiro, who was just sitting down next to him. A slight blush lit up Lance's face as he marveled at how cute and handsome Shiro looked in his black kimono with the Pikachu pattern (something Pidge had suggested considering that Shiro was a son of Zeus). Shiro smiled down at Lance and gently grasped Lance's shoulders to adjust him so the son of Neptune was laying with his head in Shiro's lap, which only made the blush brighten up even more. With a slight movement of Shiro's hand did he cause the breeze to pick up and play with the nearby wind-chimes to cause a calming sound.
"I don't know what you said to Keith, but you didn't have to", stated Lance softly.
Shiro looked down at him with both eyebrows raised high. "What do you mean, Lance?"
Lance hummed and closed his eyes as Shiro started running his fingers through Lance's hair. "He's been nice to me all day long. And there can really only be one reason: You said something to him, because you're a nice guy, Shiro. Probably something about teamwork and us being stuck on this ship for a couple weeks and all... But you didn't have to, you know."
Shiro frowned curiously at that, fingers still carding through the soft, short hair. "Oh really?"
"You don't need to force him to be nice to me", sighed Lance, eyebrows knitted in a frown. "I may be a bit oblivious – hey, stop snorting, I can hear that – but I'm not completely blind. I know Keith hates me. So just... leave him be, Shiro. It freaks me out when he's nice to me."
Shiro paused in the movement of his fingers, eyes finding a surprised Keith who nearly dropped the shaved ice he was carrying. There was hurt flashing through Keith's eyes, accompanied by actual guilt. Gritting his teeth, Keith stomped over to them and flopped down on Lance's other side.
"You really think that I hate you?", asked Keith gruffly.
Lance blinked his eyes open, cheeks dusted an embarrassed pink. "I... I mean, you do, right? You avoid me at all costs, you're annoyed whenever I do literally anything..."
Huffing, Keith shoved the ice at Lance. "I don't... hate you. You just annoy me."
"Jee, that's so much better", snorted Lance and rolled his eyes pointedly.
Keith groaned, clearly frustrated by the whole situation. Shiro took his own shaved-ice and leaned back, decidedly leaving this whole mess to Keith. He had caused it, after all. And Shiro conveyed as much with a gesture and a glance. Keith glared at Shiro and crossed his arms stubbornly.
"...You annoy me, but... that doesn't mean I... don't like you", muttered Keith embarrassed.
That got Lance's attention. Giving his ice a lick, Lance sat up and crossed his legs. "So you like me then? ...How come you're always such a jerk about like everything I do?"
"Because you infuriate me", sighed Keith frustrated, tilting his head back. "You... challenge me like no one else. And sure, you annoy me, but... I kind of like your annoying little ticks. I like you. A lot. A lot more than I'd like to acknowledge. I... like you."
He looked up to stare deeply into Lance's eyes, hoping the son of Neptune would for once catch on without Keith having to explicitly say it. Lance was gaping at him like a fish though, so Keith wasn't too optimistic. That was when the fireworks went off. They had chosen a hill that had been recommended by one of the locals as a 'special, romantic place to enjoy the fireworks' (at least Shiro had gotten it recommended like that; he had dropped the romantic when translating it to the other two). Lance jumped slightly at the unexpected sound, head snapping up to stare at the beautiful colors exploding in the night-sky. Shiro sat up and lad an arm around Lance's waist, pulling him closer so he could whisper into Lance's ear, causing the younger demigod to shudder.
"Keith doesn't hate you. Very much the contrary, actually", whispered Shiro gently.
"...But the opposite of hate...", drawled Lance confused, trying to focus on the fireworks.
"Gods damn it, di Angelo, try catching on!", groaned Keith irritated and grabbed Lance's collar.
Lance yelped softly as he was pulled forward and into a harsh kiss. He stared wide-eyed into Keith's eyes until the son of Ares closed his eyes and licked nearly gently over Lance's lips. A shudder wrecked Lance's body as Shiro wrapped his arms around Lance's waist from behind. Carefully, Lance opened his mouth and allowed Keith entrance. From there on out, gentleness was out the window as the fire-bender expressed all the suppressed want of years. Lance whimpered softly into the passionate kiss as Keith rested his hands on Lance's chest and pushed him back against Shiro. Shiro more than willingly accepted Lance and pulled him closer, until the Latino was properly sitting on Shiro's lap. All around them, the fireworks were still going off.
"W—What...", gasped Lance breathlessly as they parted. "What..."
Keith's eyes darkened as he looked at Lance. Lips swollen and red, cheeks flustered, eyes half-lid, chest heaving with the soft panting. Gods damn it, Keith could feel himself hardening and he had the strong urge to just pin Lance down and fuck him right here, out in the open and on Shiro's lap.
"I love you and it annoyed me to no end that I loved you", growled Keith irritated, leaning in to nibble and bite Lance's neck which was willingly bared to him. "Because you're irritating and annoying and always so loud and cheerful and suffocating with your affectionate nature."
"...Shiro?", whimpered Lance a little helplessly while Keith was busy sucking a hickey on Lance. "I'm getting some very mixed and confusing signals here. Translate...?"
"You two are... as different as night and day", whispered Shiro, gently kissing the other side of Lance's neck, pushing the kimono out of the way some. "Which makes you such an intense combination. Keith thought that was why it'd be better for you two to stay as far away from each other as possible. I think that's what'd make you two... amazing. But I think that it was you giving him the final push a few days ago when you were very... vocally masturbating."
Lance's eyes widened comically and his blush lit up to a dark tomato-shade. "Y—You h—heard. Of course you did. I could hear you too after all... Wait, what? Me masturbating pushed Keith over the edge?! H—How is that a thing? Oi, Keith, use your mouth for words for a moment!"
"I'd prefer to use my mouth for... other things", drawled Keith darkly as he looked up at Lance with pure hunger in his eyes. "I just... always pushed those feelings down, telling myself you'd be as annoying and loud and babbly in bed and in a relationship too. But... you make cute sounds. Small sounds. Interesting sounds. I'd like to hear them. To see what you look like when you make them. I'm curious to see if you'd finally be calm and quiet once you're properly and thoroughly fucked."
Shiro chuckled amused as he watched Lance's blush turn darker and darker, at least until Lance frowned confused once more. "So... is this like... a one-night-stand-invitation...?"
Keith groaned frustrated and bit down hard on Lance's neck, making the Latino whimper once more. "You're a moron. Did you even listen to a word I said before...?"
"You mean more like what Shiro said ", challenged Lance with a slight glare. "What am I supposed to think if you can't even say it like it's something poisonous..."
Keith gritted his teeth as he countered Lance's glare. That was why Lance annoyed him so much and why he thought he'd never be happy with Lance – because Lance kept pushing and pushing, not understanding any cues he got about shutting the hell up or catching on with something on his own. But ever since Shiro had been pushing the idea of Lance as part of their relationship, Keith had tried to see it from another perspective. That okay, so maybe Lance pushing and prodding was what led to Keith having any social life at all and any friends at all. And okay, so maybe he was a stronger fighter thanks to Lance's constant challenges.
"I love you, you annoying, irritating, nagging loudmouth", grunted Keith irritated. "I love you, because I think you might... make me a better person simply by being in my life. And even though you annoy the hell out of me, I think it would be boring without those annoying antics of yours. I want you to be mine. Well, ours. Obviously. Shiro is still here too, after all."
Lance stared at him with impossibly large blue eyes, blinking repeatedly. "...Okay."
"Okay? That's... That's all you have to say to that?!", groaned Keith frustrated.
Now the slightly dazed expression on Lance's face made way for an angry one. "Well, what am I supposed to say to that? You say you love me, but you can't even say that without insulting me. What? Am I supposed to drop onto my knees and thank you for loving me and still treating me like I'm a moron and annoyance?!" Lance struggled to get up and when Shiro reached out to help Lance, the son of Neptune actually slapped the helping hand away before turning to direct his glare at Shiro. "And you. You're just... sitting there, biting my neck like I'm some kind of candy, not saying anything at all. What the quiznak am I supposed to make of that?!"
His fists were shaking at his sides as he glared heatedly at both other demigods. The lake at the hill's feet – the centerpiece of the summer-festival – rose high behind Lance, looming threateningly toward Shiro and Keith. Both stared at it over Lance's shoulders, eyes wide in surprise.
"I know I don't have the highest self-esteem in the world, but even I know I deserve better than someone who either can't just say nice things about me, or who can't say anything at all."
With that said, the giant wave crashed back down and Lance stormed off toward Voltron to get back onto their flying ship. He was just so angry. Part of him had really, really wanted this. Had been euphoric and excited because the two boys he liked were paying attention to him. Part of him just wanted to soak it all up and give Shiro and Keith anything they could want in thanks for the attention he was getting. But his dad's words rang loud and clear in his mind. Percy had always taught Lance that the only people who deserved his attention and love were the ones that earned it. As someone who had been the gods' lapdog for years, Percy never wanted for Lance to be pushed around or used by others. So as hard as it was for him – because he did have some self-esteem issues – he wanted to listen to his dad's advise. He didn't want to just be some kind of one-night-stand for Shiro and Keith because they somehow seemed to want him.
"Someone's back early. Where are Keith and Shi...", started Pidge in a teasing, chipper voice.
Her sentence died down as she saw the untypically angry look on Lance's face as he just stomped past her once he had climbed the ladder up to the ship. He went straight to the kitchen, where he ignored Matt and Allura sitting at the table, took out the biggest glass-bowl they had and filled it with water. He saw them looking at him doubtfully but he did not care to explain anything to anyone. Not that he knew how to even explain it. Carrying the bowl of water, he went to his cabin and kicked the door closed harshly. Once inside his room, he put the bowl down onto his nightstand and then took the little plastic-bag with the goldfish Keith had won for him. Carefully opening it, he emptied it into the bowl. The little fish swam a fast circle to inspect the space he now had.
"Thank you, my prince."
"No problem", mumbled Lance as he flopped down on his bed, facing the bowl. "I'm Lance."
It always freaked Lance out when sea-creatures or horses called him a prince. Sure, he knew that theoretically speaking, he was a prince because his biological father was the king of the ocean, but still. The fish turned to face Lance, tilting his body curiously.
"I am George", replied the fish. "Are you alright, Prince Lance? You were very... upset."
"Am", corrected Lance with a pout, reaching out to grab Azul and hug the fluffy blue lion to his chest as he curled together around it. "I am very upset."
"You should tell your father. He would not approve of the incompetent courting", advised George.
Lance flushed a bright red at the suggestion. "...My father doesn't really care that much about that. Me. Well, I mean, he's an important god. Doesn't have time for stuff like that. But my dad and my papà, they'd... heh, they'd probably frighten Keith and Shiro to the underworld and back..." George hummed and swam a couple of circles as he patiently listened to Lance while Lance sorted his thoughts out vocally. "I mean, I've had a crush on Shiro for like ten years. Okay, not really, but you know what I mean, right? He's always been my hero, I've always looked up to him. Sure, that kinda shifted into something more serious during puberty and stuff, right? And okay, so maybe I was too oblivious to notice that I actually really... liked Keith, because I was always focused on liking Shiro. Like, I didn't notice it because it was so obvious I liked Shiro. But now that I know, uh, I mean that I noticed, I just... I wonder why. I mean, am I that much of a masochist that I like a guy who can't even be nice to me for five straight minutes? He's... He's not a bad guy. He's very nice and caring, even though he tries to hide it. And he's very strong. Like, seriously. Such a precise fighter. When I think about the way he controls his fire, I... get all warm and tingly, you know? I always thought that was kinda just... excitement because there aren't really many other elementals, right? But now I know it's... way more. Like, really way more. I like them both. I... might... love them both."
"But the problem is that they seem unable to communicate?", inquired George gently.
"Yeah", muttered Lance upset. "Like, seriously. Kissing does not substitute for words. Especially not if the couple words Keith has to say also include insults. Stupid mullet-head." Lance huffed softly and buried his nose in Azul's fur. "I... I know I'm annoying and loud and a burden because I'm not as strong a fighter like Shiro or Keith or Hunk, or even Matt. I... know I'm not... the brightest. I know I can get obnoxious with my behavior, b—but I just... I try, you know? I try being bright and cheerful so I don't bother others with my stupid problems and worries. So instead I bother them with my stupid cheerfulness. Sometimes... I already feel like I just can't do anything right... I—I don't need a boyfriend who reminds me of my own failures and that I'm not good enough..."
"T—That... That is not what I... what I meant to make you feel like."
Blinking slowly, Lance turned to look at his doorway where Keith and Shiro were standing. Both were staring at him in genuine shock and with something like... hurt... written all over their faces. Lance frowned and sat up, hugging Azul even closer to his chest.
"Get out of my room. Never heard of knocking?", mumbled Lance upset.
Shiro walked over to the bed and knelt down in front of Lance. He reached out with his human hand and gently cupped Lance's cheek, tilting his head some. Lance frowned at the pained expression on Shiro's face. Keith still stood in the doorway like a dumb statue.
"I'm sorry", whispered Shiro in a soft voice. "You're right. I should have spoken up. I was just... so drawn into the moment. You and Keith together are so beautiful." Shiro paused, running his thumb gently over Lance's cheek. "I love you, Lance. I love you very much. I love your kind, caring nature. I love your cheerful, bright attitude. I love you. I shouldn't have pushed it all on Keith, considering this is a three-way-deal. I should have added my own two cents."
Lance nodded weakly, staring deep into Shiro's eyes. He wasn't quite sure about how to proceed from here on out. They weren't supposed to follow him. Shiro – amazing, perfect, kinder-than-possible Shiro – was not supposed to love him. Much less to say it. Or apologize. Lance wasn't used to people apologizing to him. Most expected him to be the one to apologize.
Lance jumped startled when Keith wrapped his arms around him from behind. When had the stupid fire-bender even gotten onto Lance's bed, much less behind him...? Frowning, Lance turned some to look at Keith doubtfully. Keith looked genuinely worried, which was a bit weird.
"I'm... only saying things to rattle you. I didn't... didn't expect you to... take them to heart", whispered Keith, voice dark and gruff, muffled by Lance's neck as Keith nosed it. "I don't want you to think those things. You're supposed to be happy and goofy, not... upset and sad. I'm sorry."
"Did the great Keith just apologize?", snorted Lance in a weak joke.
"Yes, I did", whispered Keith gently, not the least bit of the usual snark or sarcasm to his words. "I'm sorry. You're... You make me laugh, even when I'm actively trying to be irritated. You make me worry for you whenever you manage to get yourself thrown into danger. You do make me a better person, better fighter. I... I... enjoy training with you and maybe even... hanging out with you and Hunk and Pidge. And most of all, I love you. I really do."
Lance stared wide-eyed, blinking repeatedly. Keith had said a lot of nice things, without a single insult in them. And he still looked honest and genuinely apologetic as he looked at Lance.
"...So... what do you want from me?", whispered Lance, looking from one to the other.
"You", stated Keith simply, adjusting Lance so the son of Neptune was actually facing Keith now. "We want you. As our boyfriend. So we can... love you. Together."
Shiro smiled a little bit as he looked at his emotionally constipated boyfriend putting his feelings to actual words. "Yes, Lance. We want you. We want to love you and to be the ones to show you that you're... very amazing and lovable and that we don't think what... you seem to think about yourself."
Lance blushed brightly. Gently, Shiro tilted Lance's head back to look at the son of Zeus. And then Shiro's face was coming closer and closer, until their lips actually met, in a soft and loving kiss. Lance gasped into the kiss, practically melting in Shiro's arms. It made the older boy grin amused, strong arms holding Lance safely while Lance was too busy turning into Shiro-kissed-me-goo. Lance was panting hard by the time their kiss broke, eyes dazed and crossed as he stared up at Shiro like the older demigod had hung the sun and moon. That look made Shiro blush darkly, because it made him feel proud and accomplished and like he was the greatest hero in history or something.
"You really do make the prettiest faces", hummed Keith softly.
Lance's blush lit up once more at that as he turned to glare at Keith. The glare melted into confusion when he saw that there was no sarcastic or teasing look on his face. No trace of mocking. That only confused Lance even more, but before he could dwell on it, Keith kissed him. This time slower and with more feelings than the purely passionate one from before on the hill.
"Now, what do you say?", asked Shiro, voice gentle but also with an edge of firmness.
It took Lance a few moments to gather his thoughts after those two kisses. Only slowly did his eyes regain focus and he realized where he was and what the question at hand was. Tilting his head, Lance looked from Shiro to Keith and back again.
"...I love you both", stated Lance as he sat up straight. "I... I'd like to be with both of you."
"Good", hummed Keith pleased and pulled Lance close again. "So that's settled. You're ours. And... we'll show you that we... care about you."
Lance hid his dopey smile in Azul's fur as he pulled his stuffed toy close again. Shiro chuckled as he saw that, before he joined the other two in the slightly too small bed. It was quite the tight squeeze, but at least that also meant proper cuddles. The dopey smile grew as Lance snuggled up to his new boyfriends. Shiro had them both curled together on his chest and Keith was attached to Lance from behind, nose buried in Lance's hair as he clung onto Lance. That... Lance could get used to.
/break\
Nico wasn't sure if he really would have agreed to sent his son onto a quest all over the world if the consequences were for Lance to return with two boyfriends. Percy liked to make fun of him about it, but Nico just couldn't help it. Boyfriends corrupted. Like Frank and Leo had done with his precious baby-sister. And the gods knew how much Nico had corrupted Percy.
Of course, there had to be some ground-rules once Voltron brought the seven demigods back from their little quest. It had been really more of a fun little thing that Nico's generation had thought up for their kids. There weren't many big quests anymore, they were in a phase of peace. So why not send them out for a fun little adventure? That aside, good ties to the other cities and camps really were practical for them on the long-run.
"No closed doors when one of your boyfriends is over. No funny business while we're here. I know we won't be able to control what you do while we're gone, but for the love of it, if I have to walk in on you with either of them, I will personally escort them to a private room in Tartarus."
Percy was grinning very amused as he sat on the couch and watched his husband pace and his son blush. Mrs. O'Leary lazily lifted her head from where she was laying on the ground in front of Percy, getting her head patted every now and again. Small Bob, curled together on Lance's lap, meowed in agreement. Well, the supernatural dead cat probably did not appreciate the idea or walking in on one of his humans mating either. Percy blushed at some peculiar memories of being berated by Blackjack for making out with Nico in the stables.
"Yes, papà, I promise", sighed Lance embarrassed.
"Good. Now, the important questions", grunted Nico sternly. "Are they treating you right? Because if not, I promise you I have some plans that'd make a private room in Tartarus look like vacation."
Lance's embarrassment and blush intensified even more. "...They're... I... Yeah."
"That didn't sound very convincing", noted Percy suspiciously.
"I'm still getting used to this", sighed Lance, hiding his face in his hands. "The... having boyfriends thing. They were like around me all the time on the ship and took me out to fancy dates in Sidney."
They had started their tour going from North America to South America, continuing on over Africa to Europe and Asia – where in Tokyo they had gotten together – and concluding it in Australia. With only one continent and stop left on their tour, Shiro and Keith had gone all out in trying to, in lack of a better word, woo Lance. Which had made Lance blush nearly constantly. Which, in return, had made Shiro and – still freaked out about that – Keith remark a lot about how cute Lance was when he blush. Which, obviously, made Lance only blush harder.
"Mh. So no threatening for now", nodded Nico, looking very pleased.
"Let's just keep it that way", chimed Percy with a bright smile.
/break\
"Why did you tell them?! We literally landed not even two days ago!"
Lance frowned confused as he watched Keith pace and listened to him rant. Shiro too had a constipated look on his face as he groaned and leaned back against the wall. They were at Shiro's place because Shiro was a college-student and didn't live at home anymore which meant no parental watch-dogs (only a groaning Matt who instantly cleared out when he saw who rang the doorbell).
"...They're my parents. You may be fine with lying to your parents because you're not so 'touchy-feely' about stuff, but... me and my dad, we share like everything. I don't... I'm not ashamed or anything, so... why... should I hide it?", asked Lance.
Shiro looked at Lance and sighed. "We're not... We're not lying because we're ashamed of dating each other, or of dating you. That's not it, Lance, really."
"You're just too big cowards to tell your parents?", inquired Lance, both eyebrows raised.
Huffing, Keith walked up to him and grasped Lance by the neck to pull him into a kiss. It was the best way to shut Lance up and to stop Keith from making any possibly insulting comments. Shiro chuckled gently as he leaned back and watched them. It had become one of his favorite pastimes. Oh yes, he very much enjoyed kissing and touching Keith and Lance himself, but it was just very enjoyable to watch Keith and Lance together. They were such a gorgeous contrast and to see the often rather ruff Keith be all gentle and careful with Lance and to see the normally so loud and competitive Lance willingly back down and comply like that.
"I will tell my parents. I love you, both of you", stated Shiro simply. "And then I'll hope your parents aren't going to kill me, or grill me, or both..."
Both his boyfriends grinned and turned to him, each kissing one of Shiro's cheeks. Shiro huffed at that. They thought it was funny that Shiro was afraid of their parents. But they were seventeen, Shiro was twenty-two. Lance's father was the scary prince of the underworld. Keith's mother was the scariest daughter of war in history. He had every right to be frightened.
/break\
Keith huffed annoyed as he watched Lance. The son of Neptune was looking around the room in total awe. Such a ridiculous little nerd. Then again, Lance had brown kitten-ears and a bushy kitten-tail as he investigated Keith's room, so there was no way Keith was complaining about literally anything. When Lance had declared he wanted to dress up as a catboy, his aunt Hazel had supplied the needed magic to give the costume a very real touch. Keith shuddered as the soft-furred tail brushed his arm when Lance sat down on Keith's bed. When Keith had opened the door to his boyfriend picking him up for Hunk's Halloween-party, Keith had not been expecting what he got. Lance was insanely hot with the tail and the ears and that additionally cat-like behavior, so all Keith could do was stand back and watch in awe while Lance started exploring.
"Aw, big, bad, oh-so mature Keith still sleeps with a stuffed toy", chimed Lance teasingly.
He flopped down onto his side and grabbed the red lion plush-toy that sat in the corner of Keith's bed. Keith's cheeks turned dark-red and he had to reign in his control to not catch fire in embarrassment, because yes, he was mature. He did not do childish things.
"...It's because I got it from you. Oh, do shut up", grunted Keith irritated when he saw the smug grin on Lance's face. "And will you stop moving around like that?!"
Lance frowned confused where he was curling together and baring his stomach to Keith. "Oh. Uh. Yeah. Cat-genes. Make me lazier and... I dunno. Anyway, go and get changed while I explore."
"Why are you crawling around my room like a, well, a cat?", asked Keith confused.
He turned toward his closet and grabbed the cape and fake-fangs he had already laying around for his costume. "Well, it's my first time in your room. I've never been here before. It's exciting."
"That can't be...", started Keith weakly, frowning while getting changed.
"You never invited me over", countered Lance, one eyebrow raised as he continued to look around. "It's always been me, forcing you over to my place, or we met at Hunk's."
Keith's frown deepened as he finished changing and then walked over to sit down between Lance's legs, reaching out to grasp Lance's face. "Well... that... changes now. You can come over whenever you want, how often you want. Okay?"
Lance looked pleased by that and leaned into the caress until he even got a kiss from Keith. Tonight, it would only be the two of them. Because Shiro, Allura and Matt were on some college party. And even though Lance and Keith could sneak in, in the end their parents would learn the truth because their community was a small and tight-knitted one. Better not risk that. Besides, a party at Hunk's with their class was far more their own pace. Even though Lance was still having a problem with this particular aspect of being in a threeway-relationship. Sometimes, Shiro and Keith would go on a date with each other, without Lance, making Lance feel left out but he didn't dare to speak up. And then Shiro had taken Lance out on a fancy date while Keith spent the day training with Clarisse and Lance had felt guilty about leaving Keith out. Keith grunted into the kiss before parting.
"Stop being distracted while I'm kissing you", ordered Keith irritated.
"Sorry. I just...", sighed Lance frustrated, ears flat against his head. "I feel bad about... not including Shiro. I don't... I'm still trying to get adjusted to this... this whole having two boyfriends thing."
It only took a moment for Keith to figure it out. "...You didn't like me and Shiro going to the movies without you last week either, did you, Lance? Why didn't you say something?"
Lance shrugged awkwardly, blushing a bit. "I don't want to be the stupid third wheel..."
"It's not... stupid", sighed Keith and tilted Lance's face to kiss him gently. "This whole thing is still new for you, while Shiro and I have been dating for months. But... Shiro and I aren't going to suddenly realize that we're having more fun without you and Shiro and I trust each other enough to know he won't drop me for you, or that I would drop him for you. But we also can't... we can't always sit on each other. We have to trust each other enough to do things one on one, Lance."
Lance heaved a sigh and nodded. In the end, Keith was right. They really couldn't and Lance knew from Frank, Hazel and Leo that it could only work with trust. And Lance wanted to trust them, he was trying. It was just still too new, so Lance needed some more time to adjust.
"You're right. But we should get going, Hunk and Pidge are probably already waiting", said Lance.
"Wait a second. Just one finishing touch", stated Keith firmly before he got up and got something out of his nightstand. He knelt down behind Lance and laid it around his neck. "There you go. A kitten does need a collar, or else someone's gonna mistake you for a stray."
Lance blushed furiously as he turned to look into Keith's large mirror to see one of Keith's black leather-collars around his neck. Keith had a lot of them, with studs and spikes and whatnot. This one had silver studs on it and was very obviously Keith's. Everyone in their class knew Keith was the only one in their class to own those, he's generally wearing three or five, overlaying and loose. But this was very snugly laying against Lance's throat; not too tight but tight enough to be noticed.
"B—But everyone knows those things are like yours", stuttered Lance embarrassed.
"Yes", purred Keith pleased, nibbling on Lance's earlobe, arms around Lance's waist to grope his ass. "And that means everyone will know that this is like... mine."
It was actually physically possible for Lance to blush even darker; Keith was fascinated to watch it. Then Lance groaned, clearly frustrated and embarrassed, as he hid his forehead against Keith's shoulder. Keith smiled amused and ran his hands up Lance's spine in comfort. It was way too much fun to tease Lance, especially considering they weren't having sex yet. Which Keith was totally okay with. No pressure. Their relationship was still new and Lance was a virgin and needed more time to adjust to everything – that was totally fine. But that didn't mean Keith didn't want it. Badly.
"C'mon, let's head to the party", whispered Keith, kissing Lance's temple.
/break\
Clarisse was watching them like a hawk, without them noticing. She was in her office, together with Percy. Sadly, owning a dojo meant to also do paperwork. Percy was rather busy pouting and sometimes whining while Clarisse kept her eyes trained on the outside of their glass-walls. The plus-side of knowing two kids of Athena? They did some mean architectural designs. Their office was in a cubical on the second floor, with large window-fronts on all sides for them to oversee the downstairs where the training rooms were. In one of those training rooms, Shiro and Lance were currently training one-on-one. Lightning versus water. Clarisse was watching them with the interest of a child of war, always fascinated by a good fight. But she was also watching them as Keith's mother. Those two brats were her little boy's boyfriends. Shiro was a good sparring-partner; he had this way of correcting his partner's mistakes while still praising them and making them feel accomplished. That was why Clarisse had hired him as a part-time-trainer when he had entered college. He was happy to work there, though Clarisse guessed he was not too happy to work for his boyfriend's mother. Both his boyfriends' mothers, corrected Clarisse with a look at Percy.
"You just thought something mean about me", accused Percy with one raised eyebrow. "I know that look. What did you think? Also, what are you watching over there?"
He got up from his desk and walked over to hers to sit on it, making Clarisse glare. A bright smile lit up Percy's face. One that normally made Clarisse roll her eyes, but she couldn't fault him; she knew what motherly pride felt like. Percy positively beamed and oozed pride as he watched Lance.
"Look at my boy go!", exclaimed Percy excitedly, hitting Clarisse's upper arm as he pointed at how Lance managed to knock Lance off his feet. "Aw, my baby's so strong and grown-up."
Clarisse chuckled, borderline fondly. Then things got a bit awkward as Shiro managed to pin Lance down and it turned into a short make-out-session. Percy blushed and turned away from the window. Clarisse wasn't so sure about this whole threeway-thing for her boy; Keith barely tolerated one person around him, but having two lovers? She blinked and looked up as the door to their office opened and Chris and Keith walked in. Clarisse had waited for her boys to come and pick her up for lunch-break. Keith smiled as he walked over to hug his mom and greet his uncle Percy. Though after the hugging, he paused and made a very appreciative noise as he looked out the window to see his boyfriends heatedly make out. Clarisse snorted at that. At least Keith wasn't jealous.
"Ew. Do those boys know that the walls are made of glass...?", commented Chris a bit amused. "Kei, you're still going to have lunch with me and your mother, not skip on us for dessert, right?"
Keith's ears caught a little fire – something that made Chris feel very accomplished, because Keith had such a good grip on his control that making him catch fire was very rare. Huffing agitated, Keith glared rather gravely at his father. Clarisse chuckled amused, used to these things.
"For one, today is their day. Shiro has plans with Lance. And I told them I had plans with my parents, regardless of how insufferable my father is", stated Keith calmly.
Chris laughed and wrapped one arm around his son's shoulders. "Oh, don't always be so serious, kiddo. Well, we'll bring Clarisse back later, Perce, see you around."
With that, the Rodriguez-family headed out of the office, leaving Percy to heavily ignore Lance and Shiro in the training-room beneath them. Maybe he should call his own husband and get out too...
/break\
It was the second day of Christmas when Shiro came home from dinner with his parents, to be greeted by quite the sight. He blinked at the scene on his bed. There was mistletoe hanging over his bed and Keith and Lance were heatedly making out beneath said mistletoe. Both had already lost their shirts and hands were roaming delicious bodies greedily. It went straight to Shiro's groin.
"...Well, that's exactly what I wished for, thanks Santa", drawled Shiro slowly.
Keith reluctantly parted from his kiss with Lance to look up at Shiro with dark eyes. "He called me here and when he was opening the door, he was wearing this and that."
First, Keith held up Shiro's black hoodie. Something that Lance had blatantly stolen about two weeks ago, when they had been at the lake late to watch stars and Lance had been shuddering a lot, so Shiro had given him his hoodie. The thing was way oversized for Lance and looked too adorable on the Latino for Shiro to demand it back. Secondly, Keith motioned at the black leather-collar around Lance's neck. That one, Lance had just kept after Halloween and he was still occasionally wearing it. Mostly when he wanted to tease his boyfriends, because seeing Lance with the collar always did things to both Shiro and Keith. In fact, seeing both his boyfriends shirtless on his bed, Lance with a very excited blush and the collar on – it went straight to Shiro's groin.
"What did I do to earn this nice surprise?", asked Shiro curiously as he walked over to the bed.
Keith grasped his shirt and pulled him down into a heated kiss, one that subtly hinted at just how long Keith and Lance must have already been here, making out. Shiro frowned a little at that. They had no problem with Lance not being ready for sex, but sometimes that boy worked both Shiro and Keith into such a nasty case of blue-balls, it wasn't funny anymore.
"Lance, what did I tell you about teasing?", hummed Shiro half-chidingly.
He ran his fingers down Lance's chest and then grasped his hip to pull him closer into a kiss of their own, leaving Lance panting softly. "I'm not... teasing. I'm getting the engine running."
Keith huffed with a pointed glare before he grabbed the hoodie he had pulled off of Lance about ten minutes ago, shaking it out – and causing lube and condoms to fall out of the front-pocket. Shiro sputtered and flushed scarlet before he turned to stare at Lance surprised. The younger boy started shifting a little, his own blush matching Shiro's as he slowly grew nervous.
"I thought, I mean... We've been dating for five months now and I... You two aren't the only ones with blue-balls, you know?", muttered Lance, ruffling his own hair and ducking his head a little. "I just... I wasn't sure... I mean, if... I'm not... But I want to... so, if you can... I mean... Argh."
Groaning frustrated because he couldn't put his thoughts to words, Lance leaned forward to bury his face in Shiro's pullover (an ugly monstrosity that Jason had knitted for his son, all proud and happy, that dork). Sneaky fingers grasped said pullover and pulled it over Shiro's head to throw it into a corner of the room. Shiro raised his eyebrows as he watched a wickedly smirking Keith as the son of Ares slowly undressed Shiro, lips trailing down Shiro's chest and sixpack while doing so. Lance made a squeaky sound as he watched from the headboard of the bed. The squeaky sound turned a lot more high-pitched as Keith finished undressing Shiro and then turned to also undress Lance. Lance gasped as Keith nibbled on his hipbone while pulling jeans and boxers off of the Latino. Though both Shiro and Keith paused and snorted when they saw the mistletoe on Lance's briefs.
"You sure about this?", asked Shiro firmly while gathering the condoms and lube from the floor.
"Yeah", replied Lance, locking eyes with Shiro over Keith's back. "Really, Shiro. I... want this. You. I want you both. Like... uh... I mean... both. At the... same time...?"
Keith's head snapped up so fast, Shiro feared he'd break his neck. Lance was a bit startled before he got kissed and left dazed. Then Shiro took over and adjusted them both so Lance was kneeling in front of Shiro. Keith more than willingly knelt down in front of Lance's hard cock.
"There was a mistletoe, wasn't there?", whispered Keith, voice dark. "Want me to kiss it?"
Lance made a different squeaky sound, one that sounded very desperate. Keith snorted at it before wrapping his lips around Lance's cock. Lance gasped breathlessly, fingers clawing into Keith's long hair. Shiro all the while lubed his fingers up and then started gently and slowly prepping Lance. Lance was torn between moaning and whining as he was being fingered and sucked off by the two most amazing guys on this entire planet. Once Shiro found Lance's prostate, the Latino didn't even last another second. He was very embarrassed about how shortly he had lasted, but then again he had never gotten head before. Keith smirked smugly up at him, licking a drop of cum off his lips.
"You sound really wanton when you come, kitten", teased Keith amused.
Lance was already flushed from the orgasm, but it took a darker turn at the nickname. Something that had stuck ever since Halloween and that embarrassed and pleased Lance to equal parts. Shiro slowly pulled his fingers out and grasped Lance by the hips in a secure grip when lining up with the tight, hot hole. Shiro carefully eased his way in, kissing along Lance's shoulders while shallowly fucking his boyfriend. The water in the glass on the desk shook and swapped over the first time Shiro hit Lance's prostate with his cock. Lance whimpered and made grabby-motions for Keith. Rolling his eyes, Keith sat up and laid Lance's arms around his neck so the son of Neptune could properly hold onto him. Once Lance was happily stuck between Keith and Shiro, Keith captured his lips in a slow, drawn-out and nearly obscene kiss. Lance thrust forward, rubbing his already half-hard again cock against Keith's, making the son of Ares groan darkly. He grasped Lance's thighs in a bruising manner at that, earning him a cute whimper from the water-bender.
"K—Kei", whined Lance, nudging his face against Keith's.
The little whine made Keith snort once more, though it also made him oblige. He lifted Lance's legs up and lined up next to Shiro, very slowly pushing in next to Shiro, making Lance whimper loudly.
"Sh. It's alright. I'm gonna take it slow, kitten", whispered Keith gently, kissing Lance.
Lance nodded slowly and took a shaky breath. Keith was being gentle and Shiro paused until Keith was all the way in, stretching Lance more than he would have ever thought possible. It got so much more intense when both started moving at once, positively driving Lance so insane, he nearly missed his own orgasm, over-sensitive after that first one already. With the way his muscles contorted around their cocks, neither Keith nor Shiro could last much longer either. After coming hard, Shiro slowly pulled out and then tied and tossed the condom before pulling both of his boyfriends up against his chest. Keith mirrored Shiro, not caring about the used condoms on the floor, more caring about the happy sleepy Lance snuggled up to them. What a merry Christmas.
~*~ The End ~*~
Well, here you go - the final part of my little three-days-of-Christmas-present! I hope you enjoyed it and that you had a merry Christmas ;)