[ lance isn't thinking quick or slow, right now. mostly he's thinking more - more of those noises, more of skin against his mouth, more of keith. a whole lot of keith right now.

but he doesn't miss that question, drawing back from the faint mark he's left to pant against keith's neck for a second. also, wow, hair pulling does it for him, considering how his dick twitches in his jeans.

his hand keeps palming keith as he talks. ]

I mean, yeah... even when I was like, your rival - [ only in your head, lance ] - I thought about what it'd be like if I got a chance to kiss you.

Sometimes - uh, well, I've thought about a lot more than kissing. [ his forehead drops down to keith's again. how to say, i've thought about you between my legs a lot when i've jerked off?? ]