Chapter 6: Benefits of Not Knocking

Hana toys with the emitter she had received from Tracer at that one time she had attended that convention. When she had taken it, she didn't think it would ever beep. But here it is.

Beeping.

And she didn't know what to do with it. Was it meant for Tracer? What can she do? Earth is…quiznak knows how far…what if…
What if by the time this was all over, there isn't an Earth to return to?

No. Overwatch wouldn't allow that. They'll fight. With everything they've got.

Hana takes her helmet off shaking her hair out, gently massaging the back of her head. She'd done everything she could from the castle by controlling the remote drones and distracting the robeast but ultimately it was the Balmera that saved them. Further cementing her fear that they were barely prepared to face Zarkon. Stretching her arms above her head, she steps out of the Altean uniform Coran had supplied.

Hana rolls her shoulders back enjoying the airy-feeling that the tight armor didn't provide.

"Oh, quiznak…I should've…knocked…I'm sorry…"

Her hands grab the blanket off her bed. Judging from the way Keith was stammering and the way her skin was humming, Hana knew he's seen her standing there in her underwear.

"Keith…no…it's okay…" Hana assures him tying the blanket around her petite frame. "Did you…err…did you need something?"

"I just…wanted to check in on you. It's been…crazy around here." Keith rubs the back of his neck slowly edging his way out of her room. "I should go. I'm sorry. I didn't…"

"Keith…no wait…it's okay." Hana takes a step forward. "I…please, don't leave."

She could see the confusion written all over his features and before she could second guess herself, she closes the distance between the two of them, throwing her arms around his neck and…
kisses him.

She's kissed a couple of people in her life, including Tracer that one time on a dare after a meeting at a benefit in the Overwatch Museum but it hadn't been serious.
It hadn't been this.
His gaze locks with hers and his confusion disappears, Keith gains confidence from the way she was looking at him. Her bright hazel eyes larger than usual, golden flecks in her irises, pouty lips slightly parted. He pulls her closer hands on her lower back as he kisses her again deeper than the first. Keith smirks against her lips whenever he feels her bite gently on his lower lip, running her tongue over it.
It was like they were dancers settling into steps they've known all along but forgotten. Their bodies molds against each other's and Hana fills with a warmth she hasn't felt before…more intense than a feeling of belonging.
She couldn't even begin to describe it. Not with words anyway.
She runs a hand through his thick locks grabbing a handful and pulls his face down eye level to hers, "Dominate me." She whispers.

Keith swings her around and pushes her against the wall, his arms pinning her either side. Hana hears something clatter on the ground was too preoccupied with the hot kisses Keith starts trailing down her jaw and neck. She gasps when he unexpectedly bites down on her collarbone. Her fingers ran over the material of his red paladin uniform, "You still have this on."
"Don't mind that. I want to focus on you." Keith murmurs lips against her skin. She feels his measured controlled strength behind his touch. Cupping his face Hana forces him to face her, his heliotrope eyes were hypnotic…mesmerizing…
Gently she brushes his fringe with her fingers, "What took you so long?"

"I didn't know."

Hana giggles, "I thought it was obvious."

"Clearly it wasn't to me." He leads her to her bunk carved into the wall. His hands undoing the knot at the top of her chest, calloused fingers rough against her milky skin.

-()-

Lance flips through the Altean magazine that Pidge uncovered in the library. Altean women were certainly beautiful, Allura was a testament but the ones modeling…if only Zarkon hadn't killed off the entire Altean civilization.
He inhales deeply smelling the fresh cucumber scent of the facial mask spread on his face as a part of his unwinding-ritual. Placing his arms behind his head, his muscles begin to relax.
It stands to reason why he leaps a foot in the air whenever the visual transmission on his helmet starts to project a feed.

"Wh-what? Zarkon can't be onto us already-…" Lance begins to complain but stops whenever he hears familiar voices through the speakers.
Hana's helmet was sending him a feed because he'd probably been the last person she contacted and something must've happened…an accident…because there was no way she had any intention of streaming this.
His heart sinks realizing that it is Keith with Hana.
Why…why is it that Keith always somehow manages to one up him? Even back at the Garrison whenever he'd dropped out, his memory remained to taunt him through his teachers' actions. Lance's fists clench in jealousy but for some reason he can't tear his eyes away from the projection.

The slanted angle of the video stream restricted his vision but from what he could make out is Keith on top of Hana.
"Keith…" Her voice. Oh God, her voice. Lance takes the helmet and mutes it. He may not be able to look away but hearing Hana say someone else's name like that…that hurts.
A familiar twitch begins in Lance's groin as Keith removes the blanket around her body and works down her stomach. Lance now has an unadulterated view of Hana's side boob, a hardened pink nipple. The things he'd do to that nipple, Hana hadn't the slightest idea. Lance's mouth waters at the very imagery. No if he were in Keith's place, he'd spend longer on her delectable chest.
What was he doing? Why was it him?
Lance grits his teeth but he can't ignore his erection now. Her legs look smooth and Lance could almost imagine the satiny feel of it under his fingers. He undoes his navy bathrobe…

-()-

"Don't…rush it…please…" Hana stops his hands from tugging her silk underwear down. Keith looks up at her, confusion evident. "I…did you not…?"
"I do." Hana assures him. "You just…have no idea how long I've waited…"
"You could have said something a lot sooner." Keith says. Hana frowns tugging her blanket over her body, "Maybe we should wait."
"No. Wait…" Keith says gently, hands on her wrists. "I'm…sorry…I haven't ever…"

"Had sex?" Hana asks bluntly. Keith looks away from her but her hands cups his face, forcing him back to her. He holds onto her wrists nodding slowly. Hana feels the warmth beneath her fingers and smiles at him. "I think that's sexy." She winks playfully kissing his cheek softly. He looks at her, disbelief clear on his expression.

"I…I'm not sure how to take that." He admits. Hana tugs on the fastenings of his armor, "Just trust me. You'll figure out what you like sooner or later."
Keith appears at a loss for words until Hana's fingers came into contact with his skin when she took his black t-shirt off.
"Hana." He shivers in pleasure. He's never been touched this way. Never allowed anyone this close to him. She was right about finding things he likes- when her fingers brush the dip of his hips Keith lets out an involuntary and low pleasurable murmur. Her hot kisses down his body were driving him wild and it took all his control to not flip her over and take her right then and there.

"What are you doing?" Keith asks eyes wide as Hana slides over the edge of her bed, down between his legs.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" She raises an eyebrow, not breaking eye contact as she kisses his inner thigh. He runs a hand through her thick chestnut hair twirling it around his fingers and tugs it gently.
"I…sorry…" Keith begins but Hana shakes her head, fingers brushing over his hand.
"No don't worry about it…I like it…"
Keith does all he can to not jerk his hips into her face when she runs her fingers through his dark tuft of pubic hair and give a tantalizing lick at the base of dick.
"Please…oh God, Hana…" Keith throws his head back, gripping the back of her neck.

-()-

Lance groans watching Hana shift position, kneeling unknowingly in front of the camera so the screen was filled with her shapely rear end covered in silky panties that had bunny ears protruding from the waistband to her lower back.
He'd give anything to tear that underwear off her.
And she certainly knew what she is doing.
Oh quiznak…just watching the way she moves, bobbing her head and gripping Keith's thighs Lance had to surmise, that Keith is perhaps getting the best possible blowjob in the galaxy.
His eyes focuses on the wet spot starting to stain her underwear, a thrill running up and down his body like little electric shocks when he notices her fingers gently spanking herself between the legs.

"Of course you'd like that, wouldn't you Hana?" Lance whispers under his breath. He closes his eyes stroking his dick faster and faster, using his pre-cum as lubrication imagining Hana spread that way in front of him. Oh he knew he could make her purr.

-()-

"Ooohhhh…Hanaaa…" Keith has one hand in her hair, the other behind her neck holding her in place as her tongue works over his dick, licking up every drop of cum he just ejaculated into her mouth. He leans back on the palms of his hands but Hana clearly has other things in mind. She slowly pushes him down against the mattress, climbing up his lanky body.

"I don't…I don't know how Hana…" Keith's eyes widen whenever he figures out where her tender kisses were going.
"It's easy." She cups his chin with a hand looking into his eyes. Hana loves his eyes, "All you have to do…is kiss…like this…" She closes the distance between them, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. Her tongue tentatively licks his lips and he easily grants her access, surprised that he finds it pleasurable to have someone lick his tongue. Hana's tongue swirls around his and when she pulls away he was left feeling breathless.

"Just like that." Hana grins. "Only difference is…I'll be doing this." She slips her underwear off and straddles his face.
Keith wonders if he'd accidentally suffocated in the elevator with her and Lance because there was no way this was real. This has to be Heaven. Or some sort of semblance of it. Never in his wildest imagination did he think he'd find himself in this situation, a drop-dead gorgeous woman offering her wet, dripping pussy – practically begging for his touch.
Hana takes his hand and guides it between her pussy lips enjoying each tantalizing second, watching Keith's facial expression turn from curiosity to lust and desire.
"Right there." Hana's voice climbs a higher pitch when his fingertip brushes over her clit. "Right there, baby." She breathes.
Keith didn't need any more motivation. Leaning forward he takes in her scent, a heady perfume he knows he'll be carrying to his dreams. His tongue quickly slips between her slit, swirling a pattern against her clit.
Her eyes widen, palms pressing flat against the ceiling of her bunk as she arches her back and rides his face.

-()-

Lance watches Hana's perky breasts bounce finally closing his eyes thinking he wouldn't be as submissive Keith.
No, he would force her down and do things with his tongue that would make her cum all over his tongue in seconds. The fantasy of tasting her causes Lance to spurt his cum over the side of his fist.

-()-

"Keeeith…" Hana moans fingers gripping the bedsheets as she came. Keith's fingers digs into her flesh gripping her to his face so he could lap the delicious juices, smothering it further over his mouth and chin.
Clambering off him Hana leans forward to kiss him, tasting herself on his lips.

"Where…Keith, where are you going?" Hana grabs his wrist.

"To…my room?"

"Stay here. Please."

Keith shakes his head, "We both…need our rest. After everything…today…yesterday…I can barely keep track of time anymore."

Hana watches in disbelief as he hastily dons his T-shirt and paladin uniform before exiting her room.

"No way." Lance murmurs watching in shared disbelief as Keith exits the room.
Was that it?
No, it can't be. What was he doing?
Lance's eyes widened watching Keith leave Hana's room and she, herself…

"No…" Lance hastily wraps himself up rushing out of his bedroom.

-()-

Hana reaches for her light gun, aiming it towards the door that swings open unexpectedly. Tears still clung to her cheeks but she figures if it were Galra, they probably wouldn't care.

"Hana! Whoa…hey, it's me!" Lance exclaims milliseconds before she shoots his eye out. "Jesus…those killer reflexes girl…literally…" He chuckles nervously seeing the unnerved and upset expression written on her face.

"Lance," She frowns. "-what are you doing here?"

"I…" He hastily massages the back of his neck. "I…you're kind of…"

Her left fist tightens around the blanket she uses to cloak herself, "Yes?"

"It's not right. What he did." Lance blurts.
The light gun falters in her hand, "I…I don't know what you're talking about."

"Keith…he shouldn't have…shouldn't have walked out like that." Lance says.
Her arm fell to her side holding the gun limply, facing downwards, "I don't understand…did…was it…hang on…how do you know Keith was here?"

"I…err…look…I don't know how it happened but your helmet was sending me a live visual feed-…"

If there ever was a time that Hana wants to disappear through a hole in the ground just like Alice in Wonderland, this would've been the exact moment. Her voice shook and her tear stains dried up from the heat of her cheeks, "You…saw me and…Keith…"

"I didn't want to." Lance says quickly. "It…just…showed up…I was the only one receiving it if that's what you're worried about. I don't think…anyone else…saw anything…I just…Hana, I understand if you-…" Lance pauses when he notices that she was pointing her weapon at him again, "What are you doing?"

"Get. Out." She cocks the light gun.

"Hana, c'mon let's be rational."

"Yes, lets." Her voice comes out shrilly. "I find out that what I thought was an intimate moment really isn't…and…and I'm supposed to be okay? How does that even work?"

"He doesn't deserve you!"

"And you think you know what I deserve?" She asks sarcastically. Her finger was just above the trigger position.

"I know that you can do better." Lance continues. "That the way he treated you is wrong. I mean, that's cold. Even for me. At least warm the girl up after…you know…making her cum."

She makes sure he was out of her aim and pulls the trigger, "That was a warning. Leave me alone…please." Hana adds softly, turning her back on him.