@4DAFOREST more sense for why I immediately thought you were so pretty, haha."
Rubbing the back of his head before glancing away, cheeks incredibly dark.
"Uh, well sorry for um- disturbing your swim. I guess you don't really have to worry about sharks. You're probably more than capable."
[ @4DAFOREST ]
Since the war ended, Keith had been traveling the universe, having turned the Blade of Marmota into a relief force, providing aid to any world that was suffering from the after effects of the galaxy wide attacks that had occurred during it.
They also provided +
@4DAFOREST Wait, cyborg-android people could also have secondaries?! He didn't think that sort of thing was possible! He can't even smell it on him immediately like he does a non-synthetic being. That's incredible...
"Ah, so you're an Omega then? Well, that's rather neat. Makes even +
Probably because they're growing out to be filled with milk, appropriate for one who was destined to embrace his Omega wife and become a perfect housewife. He'll potentially have to give up any adventuring, any dangerous activities, and only be at home looking all +
---> musclr mass went straight to his chest... they look so squezable and gropable now, and not to mention how weirdly sensitive his nipples are now.
Thatβs great, Iβm proud of you Keith. Itβs hard and not glamorous work but itβs very much appreciated. We should spend some time together when you have some free time.
No one handles him like Keith- it's ridiculous how much he turns him on...he can't even begin to find the words to describe it.
But regardless, Lance gets him to the point other people could only wish they would be able to.
"Lance...close- fuck!" +
"How's that feel, Alpha? You know I love your cock, I want to take care of it~"
He keeps it aimed at his slender chest, one hand stroking frantically, the other sliding down to squeeze the bulge that would grow into a knot when the Galra came.
Not much longer and a sticky mess is made, several ropes ejecting themselves as his knot swells and helps him spew, knotting Lance's fist as he covers his chest, face, and hair in his load. And he was trying not to make a mess...poor Lance became a mess anyways. +
I've been good. Giving out supplies to other countries and worlds is hard though...takes a lot of time and effort. More than I would like, usually, but someone's gotta be there for these people.
it all. Oh how nice that would feel. π
He might actually be ready to cum soon.
"Lance- I don't- wanna make a mess on the floor...your chest- please."
"Not a fucking knot head. Though you...feel like one...ya breed brain-"
Saying that yet he's thinking about the breeding too. How that juicy little ass would squeeze around him and feel milking his cock for all its worth, fuuuuuck, his head is spinning just thinking about +
"Go on, I know you haven't cum all day, I can tell from how heavy your junk is. I know you're pent up, I know you're dying to cum all over the training room."
They would, surely, but it's getting harder to argue as the other pumps his cock like that. Those skilled digits working over every veiny, throbbing inch...sheeeeesh. π
Lance is so lucky that he's...well, LANCE.
He would've knocked the teeth outta anyone else doing this. Staring at the other as he pulls his shorts down and his cock out, breathing heavier.
"We're gonna- get in...trouble!" +
"Alpha β€οΈ"
He hears the annoyance, of course. But that just encourages him. He loves teasing his mate, after all.
Slowly, he tugs Keith's shorts down just enough to fish out his massive, aching cock.
"There, doesn't that feel better?"
Oh geez. Hickeys are nothing new between them, it makes certain they're marked properly, but it's still so wowsers anytime he feels it.
He's stiff as fuck in his shorts now. How...annoying.
"Beta." He growls, his tone showing his annoyance as he glanced back at Lance.
"You're really too easy to toy with, Mullet."
He knows those neck kisses are a weakness for Keith; he kisses and nips, sucking a visible mark into the creamy skin as the Alpha rapidly grows bigger and bigger in his grip.
"Just let me have my fun, you know you want to~"
"Oh my god..."
Not the neck kisses; he's already growing harder from that. Damn him for knowing just what buttons to push.
"Beta, you need to behave yourself...I can't- we shouldn't."
Breath growing unsteady, cock growing ready...
Lance has that effect on him.
"No one but you trains this time of day. Besides..."
He gives a little smirk and kisses his mate's neck, slowly sliding a hand into Keith's shorts to grab his still soft cock and slowly pump it.
"I think they'd just be jealous~"
That's not at all what he's meant to be doing!!! π’
"L-Lance?! What're you doing?! We're in the training room; the others will kill us if they find us like this!"
Don't get a boner don't get a boner don't get a boner. π
Join him? He'd love to!
Assuming "join him" means "walk up behind him, wrap his arms around him, and reach down to cup his junk through his gym shorts."
It's hot, and it would be a hot sight, but he's gotta be appropriate for the room...mostly because any of the others could come to train at any time. That would be pretty bad.
Just enjoy the sight regardless Lance. Or join him!
Muscles, bulge, ass; he's in peak condition and got everything going on that one could love.
Just because he doesn't have to show off, doesn't mean he doesn't want to!
His mate doesn't need to even try to show off, he just looks amazing naturally.
Lance is happy to just watch adoringly as Keith trains, eyes wandering between his muscles and his bulge.
He's more than welcome to do so. While Keith isn't all about showing off and being big, he's more than happy to do so for those he calls his mate.
Their attention is all he needs. β₯οΈ