'So. When are you ready to dance for me again? (; '

Keith glanced at his phone feeling it vibrate in his back pocket. Keith breathed a light laugh and shot back a simple reply.

'Not happening '

Keith replaced his phone in his pocket and continued eating his Cheerios. He chewed slowly watching the television with little interest. Nothing good was on but it was background noise to Keith's usually quiet place. He didn't mind so much. Shiro and his friends were busy with school and work so it left Keith feeling a little too isolated. He felt his pocket buzz again and snatched it out quickly overly excited to be talking with Lance. It took a lot of convincing Hunk to let him text him so they compromised and Hunk let Lance use his phone when he was around. Keith was grateful for Hunk and his help. They didn't discuss Lotor or his situation anymore as it always brought the mood down but Keith knew Lotor was out on business and wouldn't be back for at least another week which gave them time. Time to plan? Keith knew he needed to convince Lance now to get out but he didn't know how. The boy was too scared to make a move against Lotor.

'Aww come on, Mullet. I'll dance for you if you dance for me. '

Keith replied with a small smirk.

'Doesn't that mean you owe me a dance? '

He hit send and sat staring at the screen in anticipation. He was being bold but his mind was already back to his YouTube channel and his videos. He had saved a few and watched them frequently. He was ashamed but it was basic Human Nature he told himself to make himself feel better.

'Touche´. Give me another day or two and I'll rock your world (; '

Keith groaned and dropped his head onto the counter. He asked for it but it never got easier. Lance was a huge flirt whether he meant it or not and Keith couldn't handle it. He grabbed his now empty bowl and rinsed it out before placing it in the dishwasher. How does he reply to that? He didn't want to sound desperate but damn. He was ready for that day to come.

'I look forward to it. '

Another day passed before Keith's next visit. He walked into Lance's apartment to see Lance standing in the kitchen cooking above the stove. He was singing to himself softly as he flipped his eggs that were sizzling and popping in the pan.

"Knock knock" Keith said coming into the kitchen. Lance looked over and smiled brightly.

"Keith! Look! I'm finally allowed to actually walk!" He said spinning around with a wink. Keith rolled his eyes a bit and sat on one of the bar stools watching Lance finish his lunch.

"Are you hungry? I have more eggs?" Lance asked glancing back over at his guest. Keith shook his head a bit.

"No thanks, I ate before I came over." Lance scooped up his fluffy scrambled breakfast and sat next to Keith digging in.

"How are you?" He asked between mouthfuls.

"Good. I'm glad to see that you're doing better." Keith smiled over at the boy who seemed to be inhaling his food.

"Good good. Ready for that dance?" Lance asked shoving the last bite into his mouth and Keith couldn't tear his eyes away. He had a really pretty mouth.

"O-oh you were serious?" Keith asked his throat tightening a bit. He knew fully well there was a pole in the other room and Lance was probably itching to get back on his feet again. His dreams he had been having for such a long time could actually become a reality. Keith felt as if he was going to pass out and he had to try and tear his mind back into a more decent place.

"Dude calm down. I'm just messing with you." Lance laughed at his reaction.

"Oh.." Keith said and looked away awkwardly.

"Oh? I mean. You can watch. I don't mind. I like my ego boosted." Lance grinned leaning over to Keith. "I can thank you for all your kindness"

Keith reddened a bit and looked over at the boy who was now narrowly staring with a dirty smirk.

"L-Lance you just healed after a terrible accident. You should take it easy." Keith said before swallowing hard as Lance just gazed at him with his beautiful eyes and his soft pouty lips.

"I'll let you do all the work?" He said his voice low and hitting Keith like a wave. Fuck fuck fuck. He muttered to himself and his now half hard on. Lance rolled his eyes a bit and stood up leaving the room calling out as he went.

"I'll be in the room if you change your mind." He said in a sing song voice. Keith sat there taking deep breaths knowing if he went in like this something would happen. Suddenly Keith felt so guilty for these thoughts. He didn't want Lance to feel like he was being used just for his amazing abilities of seduction. Keith heard music start playing and he recognized it as Cardi B's Bodak Yellow. He smiled a bit and decided to see what happened. He couldn't turn down a free show could he? He headed towards the room that was already vibrating with the music. He stopped seeing Lance already in nothing but a pair of cloth that was supposed to pass as shorts, in the splits stretching out and readying himself. HIs cheeks burned but he continued in and shut the door behind him, just in case. Lance looked over a grinned pulling forward resting his upper body on the floor.

"I see you couldn't resist." Lance cooed pulling his legs in once they were appropriately warmed up. He stretched his back out wincing slightly as his ribs stretched out.

"Oh dude" He groaned but continued. "It feels so good to finally be able to just stretch again." he sighed and kicked over into an elbow stand planking vertically. Keith's eyes widened a bit as he held it stretching his stomach muscles, which were very nice to look at. Keith was speechless seeing he was way more flexible but even stronger too. Lance dropped to the ground gently and stood up his smile wider than before.

"Still there?" He asked with a small smirk looking at Keith.

"I-I..yes. Sorry. I'm just really impressed. I don't think I could touch my toes.." Keith admitted with a small laugh scratching the back of his neck. Lance just shrugged and turned the music up a bit.

"Sit down Mullet. Don't want you passing out or something." He stuck his tongue out playfully stretching his arms as he made his way over to the pole in the middle of the floor. Keith took his advice and sat in one of the chairs facing the metal structure.

"Very funny." Keith said getting comfortable.

"Now. I haven't done this in like.. 2 weeks so no judging me." Lance said walking around the pole gripping it wondering where to start.

"I'm sure it will be great Lance. If you hurt though you need to stop. You're starting back a little early so be careful." Keith warned more worried for his safety than if he's a bit rusty.

"Aww you do care Keith. How sweet. Any requests?" He asked taking test spins waiting for some inspiration. Keith reddened and chewed his lip. Should he ask for his favorite routine? Would that give him away? Did that make him a creeper having watched each video of his?

"Umm.. I liked your.. um.." Keith trailed off and Lance stopped and looked over at him. Keith snorted a bit as Lance was currently upside down.

"Come on Mullet. Liked which one?" He said righting himself and sliding back to the ground.

"The one where you were all the gold jewelry and the chains. It was some..tribal song or something. That was my favorite." Keith said his blush spreading to his ears and neck as Lance just gave him shit eating grin.

"Ahhh. You like that one huh? That's an older one.. Must have gone on quite a journey to stumble upon that one. It's one of my favorites too so I don't mind." Lance walked over and changed the song and the opening notes played. The notes Keith had come to know so well. As Lance danced for him he had to keep wiping hiss mouth just in case a little drool came because it was so much better in person up close. He may not be clad in sparkling jewelry but it was seductive and entrancing just the same.

The music faded out as Lance slipped off the pole once the song finished.

"Man that felt good." hr groaned rolling out his shoulder muscles. "Still one of your favorites?" He smiled sweetly over at Keith who was sitting stiff and cross legged his whole face redder than a tomato. He only nodded not trusting his voice to work after that.

Lance just laughed a bit and grabbed his water bottle taking a few gulps. Keith stared as a small drip fell from between his lips and ran down his neck slowly. Keith licked his lips slightly wishing he could lick it off. Man this was a terrible idea. Lance sat the bottle down wiping his mouth before walking towards Keith.

"Come on Mullet. My ego needs a little more than that" He teased stopping in front of the boy and crossing his arms.

"Well.." Keith said uncrossing his legs shame washing over him as he uncovered his bulge painfully under his jeans.

Lance raised an eyebrow but only laughed.

"You're too cute. Come on. I'll take care of it." Lance held out his hand and Keith only stared not sure if he had heard him correctly.

"What? He asked and Lance grabbed his hand and lead him out of the room and across the hall.