[Keith bites down on his lip to whimper at that attention, soaking it up. He isn't sure what he even can do now except to keep Lance pulled close. He'll bug him to let his hair grow out later, it's too short to get much of a grip.
He can feel he won't last much longer, it's winding up tight.]
Lance, I-- [Oh holy fuck he can't say things like feelings out loud.]
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He can feel he won't last much longer, it's winding up tight.]
Lance, I-- [Oh holy fuck he can't say things like feelings out loud.]