Lance makes his way to the office that a meeting was being held in. Keith called in sick so it was his duty to take notes for him. Lance shows up a bit early before anybody else showed up. He sits himself at the far end of the beechwood table, setting his things down softly. The moment he sits down, he feels two hands against his legs, Jumping slightly he looked under the table cloth to see Keith who wasn't sick at all. "YOU LITTLE LIAR." Lance whispered angrily at Keith who was about to get back at him for the other night.
Before lance could say anything else Shiro walked in, placing his things at the other end of the table. "Lance? You're here kind of early. I see you're starting to take things more seriously." Lance smiled and feels keith undoing his pants. "U...uh yeah. I'm trying to better myself f...for the team." Shiro smiled and turned his head to the door to see pidge and hunk.
Keith however was massaging lances erection, squeezing it tightly whenever he tried to speak. Allura walks in with coran, placing a paper in front of Shiro. "I hope Keith feels better soon, its impossible to get anything done with only a few members." Lance nods, placing his hand in front of his mouth, staring at the water in front of him, cheeks heating up. "Lance, is everything alright?" Allura asked, everyone turning their attention towards him.
Keith pressed his tongue against lances warm, throbbing dick. Licking it from base to tip. "Y...yes! I am...I am...alright!" He bites his lower lip, Keith teasing lance, nipping at his warm soft skin. Everyone listened to allura speaking about the galra. Lance slowly opened his legs a bit more, Keith sucking only on lances tip.
Lance smiled maliciously and grabbed Keith by his mullet knowing that Keith wouldn't be able to say anything this time. Keith glared at lances hand, continuing to tease and work slowly, sucking the precum from lances slit. Lance scoots his chair forward, shoving his dick all the way inside Keith's mouth and down his throat. Keith hissed and drool falls from his lips, nose pressed against lances abdomen.
Lance smiled softly, groaning before grabbing his cup of water. Everyone still thinking he's caught what Keith has. Keith sinks his nails into lances thighs, glaring daggers as he pulled upwards, hand wrapping around lances soaking dick. He pumped lance slowly at first and then gradually picked up speed. Lance panted and tried to keep the moans suppressed, pressing his knees together but failing miserably when Keith forced them back open, a little bit more of cum shooting out of his tip.
He glanced down to look at Keith who was not only dripping cum off his cheek but had his own hand against his dick while he played with lances. The sight alone was almost enough to tip him off the edge. He looked up when he heard shiro call his name. "Huh?...so...sorry I was...I don't know...what is it?" Shiro sighed. "Lance are you sure you're okay?..." Lance smiled and rubbed his eyes, taking another sip off water. "I'm o-Kay~" lance gasped and slammed his hand against the table. Keith without warning had shoved lance all the way back inside of him. Everyone looked confused and stared at lance. "Will you all please leave for a moment. I need a moment alone..." Shiro gathered everyone up, escorting them out. "We will be in the dinning hall. Come find us when you're ready." Lance nods and everyone leaves, he quickly gets up to lock the door, turning to face keith.
"You little shit." Keith slowly climbed out from under the table, licking the cum off his fingers. "Um is that any wa-" lance kissed Keith, interrupting him in the middle of his statement, gripping his ass firmly to pull him up against him. "I'm so going to get you back." He shoved Keith up against the table, holding onto Keith's firm erection. He couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of Keith's dick twitching and throbbing. "I should help you..." He slowly pumped Keith and kissed his neck, Breathing softly against Keith's ear. He pulled away slowly, hand releasing Keith. "But you'll just have to wait..." Keith groaned and pulled lance towards him. "B...but lance.." Lance smiled and looked down at him. "Yes baby?" Keith bites his lower lip and rubs lances shoulders. "Come on...you know you want to.." Lance smirked, he grabbed keiths hips, turning him over. His chest pressed against the cool table. "Thanks for slicking me up." Keith glanced over his shoulder. "No...wait I meant just a hand jo- AH~" Keith gasped, gripping the table cloth, right knee up on a chair. He felt a sharp pain and then a sweet release of pleasure. Lance slowly rolling his hips up into Keith, holding Keith's hands up above his head.
Lance watched as the bright pink on Keith's face turned into a red flushed face. It was extremely sexy watching his body slowly take in every inch of him. He continued to move in and out holding Keith in place not allowing him to cum. "Pl-please..." Keith begged lance shaking his head. "Not yet...you're in trouble." Keith whines, looking back he let's it continue to build and groans in pain. "L...lance! Please!" Lance shoved himself harder into Keith. "Not until I cum first." Keith panted heavily, stomach beginning to hurt a lot more.
The moment Keith felt the warm feeling of lances cum deep inside of him, he released his own load, spilling out onto the table cloth, dripping all over the floor. He let's out a moan, shaking under lance as he continued to do little spurts and drips of cum. Lance slowly pulled out, fixing himself up. Keith shakes and looked back at lance, pulling his own pants up and fixing himself, he takes a step dropping against the floor. "Oh damn..." Lance bends down and smiled. "Are you okay?" Keith smiled, shaking in lances arms. "Yeah...take me to my room?" Lance nods, "alright, but I have to clean up first." He cleans up, removing his things and the table cloth. "Let's go baby." Lance wraps an arm around Keith, leading him out into the hall.