Title: Halloween Mischief
From the couch in the rec room, Lance looked at Allura in shock. Through his peripheral vision, he could see that the others were doing the same. "You want to do what, Allura?"
Allura shyly looked at her hands. "I want to throw a Halloween party. From all the stories the five of you have told me about them, they sound like lots of fun!"
"Oh sure, especially since there is already a ghost haunting this place. I'm sure it'd be great fun." Sven said, barely managing to hide most the sarcasm from his voice. Lance snickered slightly.
Pidge blinked. "Um, do they even have such a holiday on Arus?"
"No." Allura pouted. "I don't know why, trick or treating sounds like great fun. We celebrate the end of the harvest… with a ceremony of burning the scarecrows for luck with the next year's harvest. But there is no getting candy or dressing up in cool costumes."
"Um, Allura..." Lance coughed. "Halloween isn't just about celebrating the harvest. It is also a celebration for the souls of the dead and to communicate with them. Costumes and candy originated to appease them, or something like that. There are millions of reasons for Halloween."
"That sounds scary." Allura said.
"It can be, if you make it be that way." Hunk said, from where he stood leaning on the wall next to a window. "Like Lance said, there are a lot of reasons for Halloween, it means different things to different people just like any other holiday."
Allura frowned. "Surely we can come up with a fun reason to start a Halloween tradition here. It has been awhile since my people have had a chance to have a celebration."
"I'm sure we could all use a party." Keith agreed. "And Halloween seems like a good reason to have one."
Allura beamed as she bounced up and down. "Thank you!" She placed a quick kiss on Keith's cheek. "Does anyone have suggestions on how to start this party?"
"First thing to do would be to invite some people, music, food, ya know all that typical party kinda stuff." Lance said.
"Could you and Keith help out with the music and food? I don't know what is normal at most Halloween parties." Allura asked Lance.
Pidge popped up. "And don't forget the pumpkins!"
Allura laughed. "Let's all do our own pumpkins! That will make it more fun!"
"You might want to decorate this place, make it a little less sunny." Sven said. "Make it more creepy."
"And you'd know all about creepy wouldn't you?" Hunk teased.
Sven glared at Hunk. "Why you..."
Allura laughed as Hunk's legs started to 'shake'. "How about you and Sven decorate, Hunk?"
Hunk grinned. "Sure, and since Pidge has nothing to do I'm sure he wouldn't mind helping you pick out a costume."
"Can do!" Pidge stuck his tongue out at Hunk.
Allura danced around, hugging everyone. "Thank you so much! This is going to be so much fun!"
Keith and Lance soon left the room talking about what type of music and food they should have. And Allura quickly dragged Pidge out of the room, talking about a mile a minute about ideas she had for her costume.
Once everyone had left, Hunk pushed himself off the wall and approached Sven. "So, master of all things creepy, how do you suppose we decorate this place?"
Sven smiled evilly. "Oh, just the usual...pumpkins, caldrons, spider webs, chains, and LOTS of dry ice!"
Hunk stood inches in front of Sven. "Very creepy." He said with a smile, leaning his hands on the wall to straddle either side of Sven.
Sven's eyes widened in shock before his grin turned from a smile to a smirk. "And very dark too..."
Hunk leaned in closer to Sven, pressing his body against Sven's, trapping the taller man, at least for as long as Sven wanted to be trapped. "Dark can be fun." Hunk grinned suggestively. "You can do a lot of things in the dark."
"True...though it is kinda bright in here." Sven smirked as he tapped Hunk's nose with his finger before letting it trace down Hunk's cheek.
"So, we can turn down the lights or move somewhere darker." Hunk said.
"I am not sure I can wait that long...wasn't sure if you were picking up any of my hints." Sven smiled.
Hunk rubbed his body against Sven's. "Don't I always pick up on your hints?"
"It took you long enough." Sven wrapped his arms around Hunk's waist, pulling him somehow closer.
Hunk tipped his head slightly to whisper into Sven's ear. "Well, if you thought I was taking too long, why didn't you do something to speed things up?" Hunk asked, his lips lightly brushing against Sven's ear as he spoke.
Sven's hand fumbled with the door handle, locking it. Growling he pulled Hunk down with him onto the couch. "Is this going fast enough?" He asked as his hands pulled Hunk's shirt up and began to explore Hunk's chest with soft and teasing touches.
Hunk moaned in response, wrapping his arms around Sven and slowly stroking the Swede's back with his hands.
Taking that as a yes, Sven quickly removed Hunk's shirt as he teasingly trailed kisses along Hunk's jaw and neck.
Hunk tipped his head back allowing Sven better access to his neck. He ran his fingers through Sven's soft hair, holding his lover's head very close.
Sven continued to trail kisses along Hunk's chest as his hands explored further down. "What decorations can you think of?" He asked before taking Hunk's left nipple into his mouth and sucking it.
Hunk moaned softly in pleasure. "Can't think of much when you're doing that."
Sven continued sucking until it was a hard nub. He then slowly kissed over to the other nipple, licking it. "I can always stop you know."
"You couldn't possibly be that cruel." Hunk moaned, bucking his hips up against Sven. "I doubt you want to stop anymore then I do."
"True..." Sven started to work on the right nub while his hands slid into Hunk's pants, rubbing his firm ass.
"Ah…" Hunk gasped, trying to get at Sven's clothes to take them off but given his position the attempts were kinda futile. Finally, he gave up, resting his hands on Sven's firm buttocks. "Don't you think you are a little over dressed here?"
Once he finished playing with the other nipple, Sven pulled up and kissed Hunk fully on the mouth. Placing both his hands on either side of Hunk, he smiled down on him. "Maybe...are you going to do something about it?"
Hunk grinned, as he slid his hands around Sven's body and slowly began to done Sven's black shirt… allowing his fingers to slowly trail against the flesh after undoing each button.
Sven tilted his head back, moaning. "So...ah...how many...ah...pumpkins do you think we will...um...need?"
"I don't know, a dozen or so." Hunk replied, rubbing his thumbs in slow circles over Sven's dusky nipples.
"Good idea." Sven lowered himself to his elbows so he could kiss Hunk and touch him at the same time.
"And what about all your other ideas, how much dry ice will we need?" Hunk asked. Before Sven could reply Hunk trailed his hands down over the front of Sven's black jeans, and slowly undid the zipper. He slid his hands inside, lightly rubbing Sven through the silky black briefs.
"Ah...lots." Sven groaned as Hunk's hands played with him. "Enough to make it really smoky." He leaned on one arm so that his other hand could slide into Hunk's jeans again.
Hunk moaned. "Dark and smoky, just like when we first met."
"Yes it was." Sven slowly slid Hunk's pants and boxers off. "The first of the best nights of my life."
Hunk arched his hips allowing Sven to completely remove his remaining clothing. He hooked his thumbs under the waistband of Sven's briefs and slowly slid them down, his fingers trailing over the bare flesh. A moment later they were both laying naked together on the couch.
Sven began tasting Hunk's chest again as his hands caressed the inside of Hunk's thighs. "Can you carve a pumpkin?"
"Yeah, I'm really talented with my hands." Hunk grinned at Sven.
"I know." One of Sven's hands slid around Hunk's sex, gently squeezing it. "I know that very well."
Hunk gasped at the touch, his hips bucking up against Sven's hand. "Ah, damn. " He moaned, his body trembling with desire. "Fuck me."
"Now who is being impatient? Is that a direct order?" Sven smirked as he slid one finger into Hunk.
Hunk's body jerked, and he moaned in pleasure at the welcomed invasion. "Ah,God. Sven... please."
"Sh... be patient." Sven kissed Hunk as he slid another finger in, slowly stretching the tight opening.
Hunk moaned deeply from around the kiss. He slid his hands along Sven's back, sliding his hands up and down in slow strokes, begging for more.
Sven moaned. Between Hunk's muscles clamping around his fingers and his caresses, Sven was about to lose it. Somehow he managed to slide one more finger in to be sure that Hunk was ready for what Sven was going to give him.
Hunk tipped his head back, letting out a long pleasured moan, pushing himself down against the invading fingers.
Hunk's moan did it. Sven immediately removed his fingers, wanting to feel with his sex what the sensations his fingers were feeling. Still moving carefully, Sven slowly slid into Hunk, pausing every so often to allow Hunk to adjust.
Hunk wrapped his thick legs around Sven's slim waist, and reached out with his hands to pull Sven closer. His brown eyes seemed to shimmer as he gazed into Sven's midnight blue eyes.
"God...you feel so good." Sven moaned as he slowly pulled out to the tip before sliding back in.
"Feels good to have you in me." Hunk moaned. "Feels so good."
Sven couldn't answer...all rational thought had fled his mind as he began to thrust harder and faster.
Hunk moaned in pleasure, his hands reaching out to stroke Sven's bare flesh anywhere he could reach. His breaths came in quick gasps as his whole body burned alive with pleasure.
White stars filled Sven's eyes as he came. His body shook violently as he shot deeply into his lover, biting back his cry of ultimate ecstasy.
Hunk bit his bottom lip to keep from crying out in pleasure as Sven filled him. A stifled groan escaped as he came seconds later.
Somehow, Sven wasn't sure exactly how, he managed to withdrawal and untangle himself from Hunk's legs before he crashed beside the man. Wrapping his arms around the mechanic, Sven laid his head against Hunk's neck breathing him in. "You are wonderful!"
"And you are… fantastic…" Hunk said, unable to think of a better word. "Thank you."
"No...thank you." Sven laughed. "We still haven't decided on the spider webs, caldrons, and chains yet."
"Later…" Hunk sighed, wrapping an arm around Sven's waist and snuggling closer to the taller man.
Sven laughed softly as he pulled Hunk even closer. "Okay...I am in absolutely no hurry to leave."
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The next day, almost all the pumpkins had been carved, except the ones that Keith and Lance were working on: Keith because he was taking so long to put so much detail into the carving; and Lance because he was too busy spending more time goofing off then carving the pumpkin.
Keith looked up from his pumpkin as Lance began to make 'psycho' and stab the pumpkin repeatedly. "What are you doing? You are suppose to carve the pumpkin not butcher it."
Lance rolled his eyes. "Goddess! Keith! It's just a pumpkin! It will be Christmas by the time you get done with carving yours!"
"Well at least it looks better then your hack and slash job there, psycho."
"Well, at least mine looks scary!" Lance stuck out his tongue.
Keith rolled his eyes. "Yeah that toothy grin on it is downright frightening."
"Hey! I'm not done yet." Lance pulled up some pumpkin 'guts' and draped it through the eyes, nose, and mouth. "See...much scarier."
"Oh. Horrifying." Keith said in mock fright. "It looks just like you."
Lance snorted. "I think it looks more like you." He picked up some more guts and hit Keith in the face with them. "See? There is a striking resemblance."
"Oh… you are so dead, boy." Keith growled as he wiped the guts off his face. He grabbed a handful and threw it at Lance… hitting Lance squarely in the face.
"HA! In your dreams buddy!" Lance picked up another handful and threw it...hiding Keith right on the neck. He burst out laughing at the look on Keith's face as the slimy mass slid down into his shirt. "You getting that slimy feeling Keith?"
Keith narrowed his eyes at Lance and leapt at the other man the way a cat leaps on a mouse. He grabbed a handful of pumpkin guts in one hand, and the collar of Lance's shirt in his other hand… and dumped the pumpkin guts down the inside of Lance's shirt with a very smug look on his face.
Shoving Keith off, Lance yelped as he leapt up and pulled his shirt out to keep the guts from sliding into his pants. "Oh...this means war pal!" He grabbed two more handfuls and threw them full force at Keith.
Keith dodged the first handful, but was hit by the second one before firing his own handfuls at Lance.
Lance was able to dodge one, but the other hit him in the chest. The force caused him to lose his footing on the by now very slick floor, sending him crashing into one of the remaining pumpkins needing to be carved. "OW!" Glaring, Lance picked up all of the guts from the now squashed pumpkin and threw them at his smirking best friend.
Keith stood completely still with guts and seeds stuck in his hair and coating all of his clothing. He looked like he was going to attack, but broke out laughing instead. "Now that is a good carving job… your best ever."
Lance laughed as he tilted his head, looking at Keith. "I think I have to agree with you...you do look scarier than usual."
Keith stuck his tongue out at Lance, picking off seeds and gooey strings from his shirt and flinging them at Lance.
"Shit! Nanny is going to kill us!" Lance laughed as he looked around the chaotic kitchen.
"Us?" Keith questioned with one eyebrow raised. "Seems to me you started it… you'll be the only one taking the fall… or should I say another fall." He joked.
"Oh really?" Lance shot his leg out and tripped Keith, causing Keith to crash into another of the fresh pumpkins. "Looks like you have taken the fall too skipper."
Glaring, Keith gathered all the fresh innards from the smashed pumpkin and threw them at Lance, coating the brown haired man in guts and seeds just as badly as he was.
"Ya know...I think you really need some more in your hair." Lance smirked as he leaned over and shoved more pumpkin innards into Keith's hair. "There...now you have as much as me!"
Keith shook his head… sending pumpkin guts and seeds flying in all directions. "Listen, pumpkin boy, if you had any brains in your head, you'd quit while you're ahead."
"Hmm...Do I? NOPE!" Lance picked up more strings and seeds and threw them in the air so that they rained down on Keith. "You are so much fun to irritate!"
"I always knew you had a hollow head... maybe some pumpkin brains will help..." Keith picked up a handful, and ground it into Lance's hair.
Laughing, Lance grabbed Keith's wrists and pulled Keith down on top of him. "Will you cut that out? My hair is oily enough as it is!"
"But you look so cute with orange hair." Keith grinned.
Lance reached up and pulled Keith's hair in front of Keith's eyes. "And you look cute with polka dotted hair."
"Why thank you, kind sir." Keith laughed.
"You're insane." Lance laughed as he leaned up and placed a quick kiss on Keith's lips. "Nanny is going to have the preverbal cow!"
"Think she'd believe it was gremlins? Maybe some Halloween spirits?"
Lance rolled his eyes. "Yeah right! And I'm a witch!"
"Yeah… I think we had better clean up this place a little…." Keith leaned his face in closer to Lance's. "Then we can take a shower to get cleaned up ourselves."
"Is there any particular order for that?" Lance whispered as he gazed into Keith's pitch black eyes.
"Well… if we take a shower first we stand a better chance of denying we made the mess." Keith said with a wicked grin. "And if we have to clean it up after the shower... we'll just have to take another shower."
Lance smirked. "I just love the way your mind works!"
"I hope that's not the only thing you love about me." Keith teased. He stood up slowly and offered Lance a hand to help him stand.
"Nope!" Lance laughed as Keith pulled him up. "I could tell you everything, but it would take too damn long!"
Keith laughed, grinning brightly at Lance. "Let's just go take that shower, pumpkin boy."
Lance grabbed Keith's arm, almost dragging him toward the door. "What are you waiting for seed head!"
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Keith led Lance into his bathroom, locking the door behind him. He reached out and ran his fingers through Lance's sticky hair, trying to get some of the gunk out before they took their shower.
Lance was doing the same for Keith, except he used one hand to pull Keith into a passionate kiss while the other ran through Keith's hair.
Moaning with desire, Keith's hands slipped from Lance's hair as he gently pushed Lance's hands down to undo the buttons of Lance's blue shirt, quickly shoving it down off of him. He then gently pushed Lance back against the wall, breaking the kiss for a brief moment before capturing Lance's lips in a crushing kiss, while his hands stroked Lance's bare arms and shoulders.
His mouth occupied, Lance's hands quickly found something else to do. They slowly slid under Keith's shirt and began to tease both of Keith's nipples while his tongue gently played with Keith's in their mouths.
Keith pulled away from the kiss and began to trail tender kisses down Lance's neck. As his lips continued downward onto Lance's chest, his hands caressed Lance's sides. He paused to kiss each nipple, sucking each one until both became hard nubs.
"Uhh..." Lance could barely work his own hands to get Keith's shirt the rest of the way off. His hands slid down Keith's back and into his pants, pulling Keith's body even closer to him.
Keith continued to trail kisses down along Lance's chest, down across the front of Lance's tight blue jeans, pausing to taste pumpkin and breathe in a scent that was a combination of denim, pumpkin, and the musky scent that was uniquely Lance. He slowly undid Lance's jeans, his warm breathe blowing across the front of the soft cotton boxers.
As Keith trailed down, Lance's hands trailed up Keith's muscular back. Lance's body shivered when Keith's mouth moved near his member which was straining against the jeans. He wasn't sure how much longer the water he called knees would hold him up.
Keith shoved Lance's jeans and boxers down and at the same time, helping Lance step out of the remaining clothing, before lifting his head back up to lick a drop of precum off the tip of Lance's erection.
Lance gasped as Keith's tongue touched him, sending shivers through his body. He nearly collapsed there! "Damn! You are good!" Lance barely managed to get the words out as his glazing brown eyes stared down at his captain.
Keith stood up slightly, taking a couple steps back from Lance, before pushing down his own pants and boxers and freeing his own erection. Once his clothing was discarded he stepped forward and brushed his lips tenderly across Lance's before turning on the shower. He guided Lance under the warm spray of water, leaning Lance against the wall so he wouldn't fall. Smiling, Keith knelt down slowly in front of Lance, trailing fingers and kisses all the way down Lance. He was knelling in front of his lover when he reached what he desired most, the warm water washing over both of their bodies.
The heated water only further heated Keith's kissing, filling Lance with intense burning desire. He quickly placed his hands on Keith's shoulders, using them and the wall for support for what he was waiting so desperately for.
Keith gently licked the tip of Lance's erection again, before pulling the tip into his mouth and tenderly sucking at it. He slowly slid his lips down the shaft and slid his lips back, almost but not quite releasing Lance's erection before sliding his lips back down to engulf Lance, performing the same act repeatedly.
"Oh...goddess...ah..." Tightening his grip on Keith's shoulders, Lance moaned as he threw his head back into the warm spray, shivering as his hips began to buck.
Keith stroked Lance' heavy balls with one hand, his other hand stroking Lance's hip as he continued to taste Lance's throbbing erection. After a couple of moments he pulled his head back just far enough so he could speak. "Cum for me, love." Keith said, half demand, half beg, before devouring Lance's sex once again.
A scream was Lance's reply as he released completely into Keith's waiting mouth. He was dimly aware of his legs giving out, sliding down into Keith's gentle arms.
"Thank you…" Keith whispered before capturing Lance's lips for another kiss, allowing Lance to taste himself in Keith's warm mouth.
Lance smiled lovingly as he stared up at Keith's face. He loved the way the water seemed to shimmer down his face. "I should be thanking you. Though..." Lance smirked as Keith groaned when he grabbed Keith's still bulging erection. "You still need some satisfaction."
"I can think of several ways to solve the problem." Keith grinned.
"Really? You care to show me one of those solutions?" Lance asked before pulling Keith down for another kiss.
"You'll just have to wait and see." He teased. Keith stood up slowly, pulling Lance to his feet at the same time. He picked up the bar of soap and wash cloth and began to tenderly wash the front of Lance.
Lance pouted. "You're no fun." He quickly kissed Keith's lips before starting to gently pull out all the pumpkin parts from Keith's hair. "You know, you should really be more gentle with your hair. Or is pumpkin in the hair another beauty craze?"
"Well, just remember who put all the pumpkin there." Keith grinned wickedly, before turning Lance around to wash Lance's back, and legs… leaving Lance's firm ass for last.
"I don't know what you're talking about. I would never do such a thing..." Lance laughed, enjoying the gentle and relaxing cleaning.
"Oh?" Keith questioned. He leaned forward to whisper in Lance's ear. "What if I said I didn't remember what I was going to do here... and not include you in this?"
Lance's eyes widened. He could already feel his erection firming again. "I guess then I can't return the full gesture in our second shower...or tonight."
Keith stifled back a groan, leaning his forehead against Lance's shoulder. He wrapped his arms around Lance, stroking Lance's nipples with his thumbs. "What did I ever do to deserve you?"
"I have been trying to figure out what on earth I did to get you! Must have done something right for once." Lance laughed as his hands played with Keith's wrists and fingers.
Keith kissed Lance between the shoulder blades, holding him close for a moment before moving so that he could slide one finger into Lance's tight opening.
Lance groaned as he laid his forehead against the shower wall. "Keith...please..."
"Please what?" Keith asked with feigned ignorance as he slid the finger back and forth, wrapping his other hand around to stroke Lance's hardened cock.
Lance shoved back into Keith's finger, wishing he could grasp through tile. "Fuck me damnit!"
"That's what I love about you… you always have so much patience." Keith teased as he added a second finger, sliding them in and out and scissoring them as he prepared Lance' tight opening.
"Keith..." Lance growled.
Keith slid a third finger in, pumping all three in and out several times to be sure Lance was ready before pulling the fingers out. There was only a momentarily lose of contact though before Keith shoved the head of his throbbing erection deep into Lance.
"Ahh...about time." Lance closed his eyes, smiling. "You feel so good!"
Keith shoved himself all of the way in, with a slow steady push, almost coming at the feeling of Lance's muscles clamping down around him. He began to slowly thrust his way in and out, stroking Lance's erection with the same rhythm.
Lance moaned. He didn't know whether to thrust back or forward, the feelings were so intense and wonderful. "Please...don't stop..."
Keith began to thrust faster and harder. He wanted this moment to last forever, feeling himself inside Lance with the sensation that their souls were wrapped together as one. But, his body had ideas of its own. He buried his lips against Lance's shoulder to keep from screaming as he came hard, deep within Lance.
Lance screamed as he came a second time. When his muscles clamped around Keith's sex, Lance was quickly refilled with Keith's essence. Tears filled his eyes as the sensations flowed through him.
Keith groaned slightly as he pulled his now flaccid cock out of his lover. He wrapped his arms around Lance and pulled the other man back into his arms. He lightly caressed Lance's stomach with one hand, his other hand stroking the side of Lance's head. "I love you so much, Lance." Keith whispered before brushing a butterfly kiss against Lance's cheek.
Tears falling, Lance turned his head to look into Keith's eyes. "I love you too. I am only complete when I'm with you."
Keith could feel tears watering in his eyes and blinked them back. "You are the other half of my soul, my love."
"Ditto." Lance kissed Keith. Pulling back slightly, he burst out laughing. "You still have pumpkin seeds in your hair!"
Keith shrugged. "I had other things to think about… so let's just finish this shower before the water gets even colder."
"I guess you're right." Lance kissed Keith's cheek, though he still kept Keith's arms pinned to him. "Though I really don't feel cold right now."
"You know the water does get very cold…." Keith reminded Lance. "Last time you complained for hours after."
"Okay. Okay. I get the picture." Lance moved out of Keith's embrace and turned Keith so that he would face the spray. "I will start working on getting the seeds out of your hair. I would wash you down myself, but since your hair is so long this may take awhile."
"Would you prefer I shaved it all off?"
"HELL NO!" Lance yelled, laughing. "I rather like it. Now get to scrubbing. You bitch as much as I do about cold showers!"
Somehow they managed to finish the shower without further incident and turned off the water before it reached it's coldest.
Lance quickly dressed before smirking at Keith. "I wonder if the kitchen is clean yet."
"I hope so… because I really don't want to clean it up." Keith said, as he pulled on a tight fitting red T-shirt.
"What do you say about sneaking around and finding out quietly?"
Keith laughed. "Or we could just hide in here and wait."
"Good point. I am not sure I really want to face Nanny right now." Lance chewed his bottom lip as he stared at the door.
"So…" Keith stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Lance's waist, drawing Lance against him. "We stay here, together."
"Well..." Lance continued to chew his lip.
"Please… " Keith pleaded, turning his best puppy dog eyes on to Lance. "It'd be safer."
Lance groaned. He hated it when Keith did that because there was no way he could say no! And Keith knew it too! "Alright!" He shook his finger in front of Keith's smirking face. "You play dirty!"
"Yeah, but you love me anyway." Keith said confidently.
"Always will too. No matter what." Lance kissed Keith on the lips. "However, don't blame me if Nanny comes charging in here!"
"I think we are safe in here…" Keith grinned. "And not to mention all the fun we could have."
"In that case..." Lance laughed as he pulled Keith onto the bed. "Let's get started! This time it is my turn!"
Keith groaned. "It is a never ending cycle you realize..."
Lance grinned. "And I wouldn't have it any other way!"
"What am I going to do with you?" Keith laughed as he ran a finger down Lance's nose.
"Love me?" Lance grinned sheepishly down at Keith.
"Always. With all my heart and soul." Keith replied, smiling as he stared lovingly into Lance's deep brown eyes.
"Exactly how I love you...now and forever." Lance leaned closer and sealed Keith's lips with his own. The rest of the afternoon was spent very pleasurably...and they never made it back down to the kitchen.
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On the day of the party the ballroom of the castle was transformed from a bright and sunny place to creepy and dark. Jack-o-lanterns glowed throughout the room. Spider webs hung down from the rafters and covered the walls.
All the windows were covered with black fabric, only allowing the amount of light that the hosts desired. The entire room was filled with a dense, wispy fog. Not enough to make it impossible to see, but enough to give the place an eerie and haunting feel. Fans kept the air circulating, as well as causing the fog to whirl around the room. Each of the tables had caldrons in them, overflowing with fog. The chains on the tables added just the right touch.
Music filtered from speakers that were hidden amongst decorations. A table with food sat against one wall; most of the food was finger foods: chips, dip, crackers, cheese, and assorted other types of snack food. A large bowl of red punch, with unusual somethings floating in it, sat at the center of the table.
Slowly the laughing and talking villagers began to fill the room. All were dressed in some sort of Arusian costume based on their history and folklore. All faces were covered with some form of mask. Ages ranged from seven to eighty. All were having a wonderful time talking and dancing.
Allura was the last one to enter the ballroom, wanting to show off her costume to everyone… well everyone except Nanny and Coran who she had convinced to watch over the castle controls for the night. She wore a long black wig and a long black dress. The front of the dress cut in a low V that showed off her ample bosom, and along one side was a long slit that ran almost as high as her hip... she was Elvira, Mistress of the Dark.
The mouths on all the Voltron Force fell to the ground...all except Pidge's of course. He just smirked.
Allura walked up to them, smirking at the shocked looks of her subjects. Vampire Sven found his voice first. "Nice costume Allura!"
Cowboy Lance nodded. "You look great Allura!" He glanced down at Pidge. "Just how much did you help her with this?"
Pidge the Pygmy stuck his tongue out at the cowboy. "I helped her completely."
Hunk the Barbarian came up behind Vampire Sven and wrapped an arm around the vamp's waist. "Wow princess… you look… wow."
"I still don't really know who this Elvira is… but she's got good taste." Allura said.
Keith stepped over next to Lance, dressed in all black, from tight black jeans to a tight black shirt… that showed off his muscle tone very well… to a long black jacket (Nero – from the Matrix). "I see Pidge has corrupted yet another poor soul."
"No shit! Looking deadly tonight, Allura!" Lance laughed as he tipped his black cowboy hat at Allura. He was dressed in tight fitting black wranglers with a long sleeved red shirt and black vest.
Pidge snickered. Besides the war paint and wooden
spears, he was dressed with only a
Allura just giggled over all the fuss; she was really enjoying Halloween.
Hunk's costume was quite similar to Pidge's with the war paint on his face and bare chest, and only enough cloth to keep 'everything' covered, a wide black belt looped around the top of the cloth, and he had a huge axe swung over one shoulder.
Sven laughed. He was dressed in black slacks and a white dress shirt. A black cape covered his shoulders and white fangs accented his pale face. "Sooo...how do you like our decorating?"
"It's very creepy." Allura said. "I love it."
"It looks just like Sven's old place." Hunk teased.
"HEY!" Sven jabbed Hunk in the gut with his elbow.
Pidge laughed at Hunk's shocked face. "I see...but I thought there were more pumpkins."
"No, it looks like they're all out." Keith said, glancing around as though counting the pumpkins. "None seem to be missing."
Allura smirked as Keith glanced around, and Lance focused his attention to dusting his vest. "Sure...I bet. Nanny just loved the mess in the kitchen."
"Oh? There was mess in the kitchen?" Keith said, with feigned shock. "Must have been some Halloween spirits. They can be real pranksters."
Lance rolled his eyes while the others burst into laughter. Sven shook his head. "That must have been it. I noticed that the 'pranksters' had disappeared for most of the day."
"So, they were smart pranksters." Keith grinned.
Lance coughed. "It looks like everyone is having fun. And the place looks great." He smirked at Sven and Hunk. "All that time y'all spent in the locked rec room really paid off."
"Hey…" Hunk objected. "We just needed some... privacy… to think about the decorations."
"Sure Hunk." Pidge rolled his eyes. "And I'm the tooth fairy."
Lance laughed. "Yeah! And I have some cattle to sell ya on the moon!"
"Yeah... well… well… we're gonna go enjoy this party." Hunk said, grabbing Sven's hand. "C'mon, Sven, let's dance."
Sven laughed as Hunk drug him to the dance floor, completely ignoring Pidge as he tucked his hands under his arms, flapping them while clucking like a chicken.
"Dancing does sound like a good idea." Keith said, wrapping an arm around Lance's waist and twirling Lance around so they were face to face. "What'd ya say, cowboy? Wanna dance?"
"Sounds great to me partner." Lance looked at Allura. "By the way...where are Coran and Nanny?"
"Watching the castle controls." Allura grinned. "Or should I say... in the castle control room. The punch I gave them was laced with knockout drops... as Pidge suggested."
"That explains how you got out here in that!" Lance laughed. "Well, live it up Allura while ya can. Where did Pidge run off to?"
"I don't know." Allura said.
"And we probably don't want to know." Keith said.
"Well, I suggest ya be careful with the punch. It is probably spiked now." Lance winked at Allura before turning to Keith. "Still wanna dance?"
"Of course I still want to dance." Keith laughed, before leading Lance onto the dance floor.
Pidge slipped up to the punch bowl, looking around to be sure no one was watching before dumping a very large bottle of strong Arusian vodka into the punch. He poured himself a big glass and glass for Allura, before wandering back through the crowd, hoping now that the party would finally start getting fun.
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The party was a success. Even if it wasn't everyone was too tipsy to object too much. Slowly, the happy villagers walked...actually stumbled...back to their homes. That left five space explorers and one princess left to party by themselves.
"Now what?" Allura asked, looking around the mostly empty room.
"We keep the party going." Keith said, shaking his hips to the rhythm of the music.
"Sounds great!" Allura laughed before glancing at Lance. "May I?"
Lance bowed. "Go ahead. Just remember that he's mine afterwards."
Allura laughed. "No problem! I'm a lesbian anyway!" She started dancing with Keith.
Keith took off his long jacket and tossed it to one side before taking Allura up on her offer. He took her by the hand and pulled her out onto the dance floor.
Lance couldn't decide what he loved more...dancing with Keith or watching Keith dance. Keith always seemed to move with such catlike grace. It was breathtaking. He glanced away to see Pidge stagger over to him. "Love what ya put in the punch squirt! What was it?"
"A BIG bottle of 100 proof Arusian vodka." Pidge grinned. "It sure livened the party up didn't it."
Meanwhile, Keith decided to also rid himself of his shirt; his dance with Allura was turning more into a striper's dance then actually dancing with princess.
"WHOO-HOO! Take it all off!" Pidge urged as he turned his attention to the dance floor for the show.
Lance spit out his drink before whistling sharply. "WHOA! Save it for later Nero! This party's still young!"
Allura pouted. "Cowboy, you are NO fun!"
"He's just a party pooper." Keith teased as he wrapped an arm around Lance's neck. "If I wanna dance, I'm gonna dance."
Lance smiled before whispering into Keith's ear. "Well, just save the strip dancing for later. I will make it well worth your wait."
Keith groaned and pulled himself closer to Lance. "You promise?"
"I promise darling." Lance leaned forward and quickly kissed him. "It is a definite promise."
"I know what we can do." Allura said suddenly. "We can play spin the bottle. I've always wanted to play that. Can we play it? Please?"
Pidge jumped up and down...somehow without falling. "Can we? Please, please, please?"
Lance groaned. "Sure...why not. Like we are going to remember any of this anyway. First we need a bottle or something to spin."
"I got a bottle." Pidge said excitedly before scrambling off to get the empty bottle, whose contents he had poured into the punch. He ran back and presented the bottle to Lance. "TA-DA!"
Lance's eyes widened. "You poured the WHOLE bottle in that punch!"
"Yes I did." Pidge grinned. "The WHOLE thing."
"Well, good, because that gives us a bottle to play with." Allura snickered.
"Shit! And it was vodka too." Lance groaned. "No wonder I'm the most sober drunk here. I'm going to have one HELL of a hangover tomorrow!"
"Worry about it tomorrow. Right now let's play." Keith said.
Sven and Hunk wandered over to see what was going on. "Looks like somebody's been practicing for the game." Pidge teased.
Sven just stuck his tongue at Pidge and pulled Hunk closer to him. Hunk laughed. "What kind of trouble is everyone getting into?"
"We're gonna play spin the bottle." Allura grinned. "So everybody sit down… in a circle."
Everyone quickly sat down in a circle: Allura, Lance, Hunk, Pidge, Keith, and Sven.
Pidge handed the bottle to Allura. "Here you go princess. This is your party so you get to have the honors!"
Allura happily took the bottle and set it down on its side, giving it a good spin. The bottle ended up pointing to Hunk.
Allura snickered as she leaned forward. "Pucker up Barbarian." Everyone burst out laughing as Hunk turned blood red from Allura's quick kiss.
Hunk spun the bottle, and it pointed to Keith. "I hope you can kiss as well as Lance brags." Hunk laughed.
Keith blushed, deepening the kiss to more then just a simple peck on the lips, wrapping one hand around the back of Hunk's head. He didn't even notice the glare Sven was giving him. "Well?"
"Not bad." Hunk laughed before winking at Sven. "Not bad for a beginner. Your turn."
Keith gave the bottle a hard spin; when it stopped it was pointing to Allura. "Eww… I gotta kiss a girl." Keith teased, crinkling his nose in distaste.
"Yeah! And I'm going to give you cooties!" Allura laughed before pulling Keith into a kiss.
"You're turn… again, Elvira." Keith told her.
"I like this game!" Allura clapped her hands and spun the bottle. This time it landed on Sven.
"Come here, Mistress of the Dark." Sven grinned, pulling Allura over for a kiss. He kissed her deeply to get back at Hunk for the way he kissed Keith.
Everyone burst out laughing at Hunk's shocked face. Still smirking, Sven spun the bottle. It landed on Lance.
"Well cowboy, looks like it's you and me." Sven said, grinning wickedly.
Lance snickered as he leaned forward. "No fangs on the neck buddy."
Sven gave a vampirish hiss. He leapt at Lance, pinning Lance's back against the floor and kissing him deeply.
"HEY!" Keith objected poutingly. "I don't think I like this game very much. Not when I got to share Lance's sweet lips."
By the time Sven released Lance, Lance was blushing bright red and breathing heavily. Hunk was almost growling, and Keith looked ready to kill. Pidge and Allura were too busy laughing their asses off.
"Now who do you think is such a hot kisser?" Sven questioned.
Lance took a deep breath. "Since no matter how I answer I will get killed, I pledge the fifth. Besides, it's my turn." Coughing and trying to ignore Hunk's and Keith's glares, Lance spun the bottle. It stopped on Pidge.
Keith sat with his arms crossed across his chest, cursing under his breath in an old Gaelic tongue that nobody there could understand.
"My turn with hot lips." Pidge said, jumping in Lance's lap for the kiss only to make Keith grumble even more.
Lance laughed as he bent down to kiss Pidge. "Thanks for the vodka squirt. Though I may kill you tomorrow!"
Pidge laughed. "You'd have to find me first." Pidge sat back in his spot and spun the bottle; it pointed to Hunk.
Hunk grinned. "Do I get a lap dance too?"
"YUP!" Pidge jumped into Hunk's lap, kissing him deeply. "How was that?"
"Not bad for a little squirt." Hunk said.
Pidge punched Hunk in the arm before jumping out. "Gee...thanks a lot! Your turn bad breath."
"I know that peep squeak." Hunk said. He spun the bottle hard and it came to rest pointing at Lance.
Keith glared at Hunk, mumbling death threats under his breath.
Lance glanced nervously at Keith before leaning forward, praying to whatever deity may be listening. Hunk's smirking face didn't really fill him with much confidence.
Hunk surprised everyone by reaching forward and gently cupping Lance's face before placing a gently kiss on his lips. Pidge and Allura again fell over laughing at the shocked look on Lance's face.
Hunk sat back with a grin. "I value my life too much to piss Keith off."
"And who says I won't kill you for that one?" Keith growled.
Well, that sent everyone into hysterics. Lance was so busy holding back his laughter that he could barely spin the bottle correctly. This time the bottle landed on Allura.
Snorting, Keith mumbled about hating the game and the unfairness of everyone else getting to kiss Lance.
"Oh goody it's my turn." Allura said happily, even she was not spared from Keith's cold glare.
Lance was totally unprepared as Allura wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a very deep and thorough kiss. The kiss put everyone else's to shame! At least a minute passed before she released him! By then everyone, except one of course, were rolling on the floor.
Allura smirked as she glanced down at a red and gasping Lance lying on his back. "Just consider that payment for all the fun and non-princess stuff you taught me."
"No...no problem." Lance gasped before sitting up. "But it may be wise to play something else now. Before there is any blood shed."
"No, it's just getting fun." Pidge smirked as he glanced at a by now beyond jealous Keith.
Growling, Keith grabbed the bottle and threw it across the room where it shattered against the wall. "Bottle's gone. Game is over." Keith spoke in a cold and dangerously low tone.
"Temper, temper Keith." Allura shook her finger at Keith, nearly falling forward. "I guess the game is over. What else can we play?"
"There's a lot of games that can be played in the dark." Sven replied.
Keith grinned wickedly and without warning pounced on Lance, gently knocking the other man down on the floor. He ran his fingers through Lance's hair as he used his tongue to part the other's lips, demanding entrance. He used his other hand to caress Lance's side. He only parted on the necessity to breathe, sitting back with a smug grin. "I don't need no stinking bottle to let me kiss Lance."
Lance's face was a mixture of shock and pure pleasure sending everyone into laughing fits! Lance blinked. "DAMN!"
"But if anyone else tries to kiss Lance without the bottle they are dead." Keith said. "Because I refuse to share."
Lance blushed intensely. Pidge laughed, waving his hands in front of him. "You got it skipper!"
"So what can we play?" Allura asked.
"How about Truth or Dare?" Hunk suggested.
Lance groaned. "Uh oh...I'm not sure I really want to play that one."
Sven snorted. "I think it will be hilarious!"
"Hilarious or dangerous?" Keith asked.
"Hilarious." Sven grinned.
"How about both!" Lance snorted.
Allura was beside herself with excitement. "I have never heard of it! How do you play it?"
"Well, one person starts, and they ask someone 'truth' or 'dare'… the person chooses and then based on that, you ask them something or make em do something." Hunk explained. "And if they refuse to… um what happens again if they refuse?"
Pidge shrugged. "We will make up something as we go. You get to go first princess. Pick someone to ask."
"Can I ask anything? Anything at all?" Allura asked with a mischievous grin.
Sven grinned wickedly. "Yup! All depends on whether your victim chooses Truth or Dare."
"Okay." Allura said. "Lance… truth or dare?"
"SHIT!" Lance frowned. "I hate it when you grin like that Allura! Um...truth?"
"How long have you and Keith been… doing it?" Allura asked.
Both Lance and Keith turned bright red. Lance sputtered. "Figures you would ask THAT Allura. Um...since the Academy."
"That is a long time to still be going at it the way you two do." Allura said.
"Hey! Damn proud of that! Can I help it that I got real lucky?" Lance smirked before turning to Hunk. "Okay Barbarian...truth or dare?"
"Um, dare." Hunk decided after a moment.
"Okay." Lance smiled wickedly. "I dare you to sing and act out the Teapot Song."
"You want me to do WHAT?" Hunk questioned in disbelief.
"What's the teapot song?" Allura asked.
"Hunk will show you unless he wants to suffer the consequences." Keith said.
"Fine." Hunk grumbled as he slowly stood. He took a deep breath, his face already turning red from embarrassment. "I'm a little teapot… short a spout. Here is my handle here is my spout. When I get all steam up hear me shout. Tip me over and pour me out." By the time he was done Hunk was redder than Red Lion causing everyone to burst out into laughter.
Hunk growled as Pidge was still laughing hysterically. "Alright squirt! Truth or dare?"
"Truth." Pidge replied. "I know if I were to say dare I'd end up singing a stupid song too."
"Okay...how many people have you done it with?" Hunk smirked.
"Oh…" Pidge paused. "Um… two."
"Anyone we know Pidge?" Allura asked.
"Nope. You don't know either of them. And I'm not telling." Pidge replied.
Allura smirked. "Well...I have some ideas on what to ask when it's my turn again."
Pidge stuck his tongue out at her before grinning at Lance. "I choose you, cowboy." Pidge said in his best 'Pokemon trainer' imitation. "Truth or dare?"
"SHIT!" Lance paled. "Why me?"
"Because I get to choose who I pick and I pick you."
Lance sighed. "Hell...either one is dangerous with you! Okay...truth."
Pidge grinned widely. "Okay, so why did you pick Keith over JC since you were dating them both at the Academy… is it just because JC freaked out and quit?" Pidge asked. "OH DAMN! Wait! I was never supposed to say anything about that… because you didn't tell Keith. Let me think of another question…."
"No. I'd really like to hear the answer." Keith said firmly.
"I am definitely killing you tomorrow Pidge. Maybe even in a few seconds!" Lance mumbled. "Well...ah...I preferred Keith to JC."
"That's not really answering the question." Pidge said, ignoring the death glares he was getting from Lance. "We all already know who you chose, the question is why."
Lance looked nervous as he fidgeted with his hands. "Fine! I fell in love with Keith! I just never said anything to Keith cause I was afraid he would get mad and leave." Not looking at Keith, he quickly switched subjects. "Okay...truth or dare Sven?"
Keith slid closer next to Lance, wrapping his arms around the nervous pilot and pulling him into a tight embrace. "Why would I leave?" Keith asked. He gently kissed Lance's forehead. "Especially when you made the right choice." He teased.
Ignoring the aww's coming from everyone, Lance relaxed in Keith's arms. "Thanks. I know I made the right choice." He smirked at Sven. "What is your choice vamp?"
"This game really is dangerous… truth is way too dangerous for me so I pick dare." Sven said.
"Hmmm..." Lance placed his finger on his chin. "What to do...I know!" He grinned evilly. "I dare you to do a lap dance for Allura."
"You have got to be kidding!" Sven sputtered. "You don't actually expect me to do that do you?"
Lance smirked, laying out a thick southern accent. "I sure do partner!"
Sven cursed under his breath. "Alright…" He relented, feeling Hunk stare at him with angry eyes. He stood up and began to dance, swinging his hips in a very suggestive manner… wanting to kill at least 3 of his teammates for their cheering him on with the dance. He knelt down, with his legs straddling Allura, and danced very closely to her.
"Not bad Sven. However..." Allura reached up and pulled Sven even closer. "My maid does it much closer!"
Sven blushed a dark red, his mouth moving soundless as he tried to think of any response. He could hear Hunk practically growling behind him. He swung his hips around a few more times, while pressing against Allura before quickly scrambling away from her to end the dance.
"Not bad Sven." Allura laughed. "I give that a seven. Still needs some more work."
Pidge was doing wolf whistles. "Way to go Sven!"
"Yeah… well... I've never lap danced with a girl before." Sven sputtered.
Allura smirked, her eyes dancing with mischief. "Thanks Lance. Sven's face was priceless!"
Sven just glared at Lance. "Well, it's my turn. So I pick Keith." He grinned wickedly. "Truth or dare?"
"Damn, no matter which I pick I'm dead meat. Ah, hell… truth." Keith said.
"Where were you when you and Lance first did it?"
Keith blushed a dark red. "Is it too late to choose dare?"
Pidge was almost jumping up and down on his butt. "You can't do that! TELL!"
"In a little cove on
Allura leaned forward eagerly, almost falling on her face. "And?"
Red faced, Lance sputtered. "And NOTHING! The question was just WHERE!"
"Damn, knew I should've asked for more." Sven grinned.
"Yeah well you only get what you ask for…." Keith narrowed his eyes at Sven. "And you are asking for a lot."
"Oh...I'm SO scared!" Sven started to shake.
Keith's eyes hardened. "If you were wise you would be."
Lance gently poked Keith, hoping to avoid any blood shed. It may be Halloween, but Lance really didn't want to see any real blood spilt tonight. "Your turn love."
Keith glared at a snickering Sven a moment longer before turning to the princess. "Okay, Allura. Truth or dare?"
Allura thought for a moment. "Hmm...truth. It seems to be the safest."
"So, how long have you been with your maid?"
"Um...You better NOT tell Nanny!" Allura glared hard at the boys.
"Of course we won't. None of us plan on telling her ANYTHING about this party." Keith quickly assured her.
"Whew! Okay...It will be one year day after tomorrow." Allura smiled proudly.
"Well, good for you, princess." Keith said, genuinely happy for her.
"Why thank you kind sir!" Allura laughed. "We probably need to end the party now. Look at Pidge."
Everyone looked over to where Allura pointed, seeing Pidge curled up sound asleep (or past out drunk) in the punch bowl.
"Shhh!" Allura's finger shook in front of her lips as she tried to hush the others' laughter. "Let him sleep! He looks so cute!"
"Yeah... besides it'll be fun having him wake up in there tomorrow." Keith said.
A faint click drew everyone's attention to Lance. Lance smirked as he held his camera. "I couldn't resist."
Keith laughed. "You are the master of blackmail pictures, love."
Allura glared at Lance. "When did you start taking pictures?"
"I have been taking pictures all night!" Lance smirked. "I just love silent cameras!"
"I doubt any of us ever want to see those pictures." Keith said. "Lance here has a very... unusual photo album."
"Yup! Y'all should see it sometime. I have some wonderful picture of y'all in there!" Lance laughed. "Not to mention the great ones in this camera!"
"Doesn't it just warm your heart to know how he wants to remember all his friends? All those… nasty photos." Keith shook his head in wonderment.
"Why doesn't anyone try to get rid of the camera?" Allura asked. "You could do it easily, Keith... considering most times you two sleep in the same room."
"I ain't that crazy. I'm not going for the camera." Keith replied.
"Well...I'm going for it!" Hunk drunkenly charged Lance.
Laughing, Lance calmly stepped to the side and tripped Hunk so that he landed on the floor. He dangled the camera over Hunk's head. "Nice try Hunk. Care to try again?"
"You may as well give up now, you'll never get the camera from him." Keith said.
"Oh and you could?" Hunk asked.
"Yeah, I could. If I really wanted to… and didn't worry about the after effects." Keith said.
"Smart boy!" Lance laughed. He quickly grabbed a stumbling Allura, draping her arm around his shoulders. "It looks like it is time for bed. Time to get one drunk princess to her room before she passes out. Nanny will murder us all if she finds her down here!"
"I'm not interested in taking her to bed… I'm interested in taking you to bed." Keith said, grinning suggestively at Lance.
Lance butted his hip against Keith's. "Well then hurry up and help me get her to her room! Besides..." He smirked as the Barbarian picked up the Vampire and threw him over his shoulder. "I think Sven and Hunk are crashing too."
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Keith helped Lance guide Allura down the long hallways that led to the princess's quarters. Allura broke out singing loudly, and despite a glare from Lance, Keith joined her in a unique rendition of 'Down by the Bay'.
Lance growled as he tried to key in the door code to Allura's room...very difficult with two drunks singing WAY off key! Not to mention that they kept bumping into him, messing up the keying. He hissed. "Do y'all MIND! I can't concentrate!"
"Oh…well…" Keith slid an arm around Lance's waist, stroking the front of the tight fitting jeans. "Does this help?"
Groaning, Lance banged his head against the door a few times. "Not...exactly."
"Why are you doing that Lance? You can't open the door that way." Allura giggled. Lance just growled and banged his head some more.
"Well how about this…" Keith asked, rubbing himself against Lance and trailing kisses along the side of Lance's neck.
"Oh...goddess..." Lance rolled his eyes. Between practically supporting a giggling and squirming Allura and Keith's flirting, he was NEVER going to get the damn door opened! Finally, the gods decided to stop torturing him and the door opened.
Keith help Lance get Allura into the room before practically dragging Lance towards Lance's room.
"Keith! Slow down!" Lance yelled, trying to keep up. At least Keith gave him enough time to put Allura on her bed. Lance shivered thinking what Nanny would have done if they had just dumped Allura on the floor!
"Fine." Keith let go of Lance's hand and walked much… much slower. "Slow enough for ya?"
"Yes." Lance shook his head as he wrapped his arm around Keith's waist. "Besides... getting there is part of the fun." He whispered into Keith's ear before kissing his neck.
"Well… why bother getting there… we can do it right here." Keith grinned.
"True..." Lance kissed his lover's lips. "But the bed is more comfortable. And I really don't want to share you with any guards that may come by."
"So can we please just hurry up and get there then?" Keith begged.
"Okay. I..." Lance yelped as Keith grabbed his arm and took off in a dead run towards Lance's room.
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Keith led Lance into the room, after surprisingly punching in the code to unlock the door on the very first try. He guided Lance until they were both standing a couple feet away from the bed.
As Keith ran his hands along Lance's sides, a mischievous smile slowly spread across his lips. "You know… if I wanted to take that camera away from you I could."
"Oh really? Only if you play dirty again..." Lance smirked as he laid his hands on Keith's hips.
"Oh? And what would you call playing dirty?" Keith asked, leaning his head forward to trail kisses along Lance's neck, his hands caressing Lance's firm buttocks.
"Those damn puppy dog eyes of yours...they're deadly!" Lance moaned, tilting his neck to give Keith more access.
"I can get the camera without those." Keith grinned at Lance. He slowly started to unbutton Lance's shirt, kissing the newly exposed flesh as each button was undone.
Lance closed his eyes, sighing happily. "Oh...you think so..."
"I know so…" Keith told him, bathing Lance's nipples with warm kisses and sucking the flesh into hard nubs. He used one hand to teasingly stroke Lance's crotch through the thick denim material.
"Uh..." Lance grunted, unable to say anything else. He was barely able to move his hands over Keith's bare chest.
With Lance thoroughly distracted by the ministrations, Keith reached his other hand into the pocket where he knew Lance kept the camera and pulled it out without Lance even noticing. He brought his lips up and captured Lance's lips with firm kiss before stepping back and holding the camera up for Lance to see. "And just like that I have your camera." He grinned.
Lance mock glared at Keith. "And how was that not dirty?"
"You just said puppy dog eyes were dirty." Keith grinned. "And I never used that."
"Why you..." Lance growled as he tackled Keith into the bed. "You are incorrigible!"
"Yeah… but you love me anyways." Keith said confidently.
"Forever..." Lance smiled loving down at Keith before sealing his lips with a sensual kiss.
Keith immediately set the camera down on the bed and wrapped both of his arms around Lance's waist holding him close throughout the kiss.
Lance pulled back just enough to breathe before closing in again. As his tongue explored his lover's mouth, Lance's hands explored Keith's body, one hand teasing his nipples while the other moved to torture his crotch.
Keith moaned deeply in pleasure, thrusting his hips up to press against Lance's hand. His fingers ran through Lance's thick chestnut brown hair, keeping those sweet lips in place.
Suddenly, Lance stopped everything. He smirked evilly when Keith looked up at him in shock. "I can play dirty too."
Keith smiled and laughed. "Dirty yeah… but very enjoyable."
"So..." Lance smiled as he shifted so his elbows and knees supported him. He was hovering over Keith, but not quite touching. "What do ya want me to do?"
Keith closed his eyes and groaned. He slowly opened his eyes to look at Lance. "First thing you should do is put the camera away. I don't want you to break me if anything happens to your most prized possession.
"Okay, but you have it wrong." Lance leaned so that he could pick up the camera and place it on the nightstand, before returning his eyes to that beloved face. "You are my most prized possession."
Keith smiled lovingly at Lance. "And you are mine. You mean more to me then life itself."
"What do you want me to do next, skipper?"
"Whatever you want."
"How about this?" Lance teasingly kissed Keith's neck with feather soft kisses, starting from one ear and slowly moving down.
Keith moaned and again ran his fingers through Lance's hair, holding his lover's head, but not forcing down to make him deepen the kisses.
Lance continued his teasing, lightly kissing down one side of Keith's neck. He paused to gently nip the skin at the base of Keith's throat before continuing up the other side of the neck. Reaching Keith's other ear, Lance whispered. "You like?"
"Hell…yeah…" Keith moaned, stroking his hands down onto Lance's shoulder blades.
Smirking, Lance moved so that he was laying on his elbows...his body on top of Keith's. "So...do you want me to stop?"
"No." Keith replied quickly, lifting his head to brush a tender kiss across Lance's lips.
"Just checking. I can stop whenever you want." Lance gently laced his right hand into the silky ebony hair, lifting Keith up again for a soft and deep kiss. His other hand crept down Keith's back until reaching the firm buttocks, teasing the cheeks through the tight jeans.
Keith leaned into the kiss, caressing Lance's back with long slow strokes as he slid his hungry tongue into Lance's mouth.
Lance moaned as Keith took over the kiss. He could barely get his left hand to unzip Keith's jeans, let alone into them...they were so tight! They had been driving him crazy all night!
Keith broke the kiss for a brief moment before capturing Lance's tender lips once again. He trailed his hands down onto Lance's buttocks, stroking Lance's firm ass through the denim, before sliding his hands around the front to undo Lance's jeans.
With some difficulty, Lance pulled back from the searing kiss. "Tight jeans look great on, but they sure are hell to get off!"
Keith chuckled. "As I recall you are the one always suggesting I wear these things."
"You look delicious in them...they are just difficult to get off." Lance laughed before pulling back so that he could jerk off Keith's jeans and boxers at the same time. He quickly took off his own clothing before lying back down on top of Keith. "There...much better don't you think?"
"Yes." Keith kissed Lance, his hands stroking over Lance's bare ass. "Much better."
Lance returned to kissing Keith's neck as one of his hands gently toyed with Keith's member. "What do you want?"
"I want to feel you inside me." Keith softly whispered.
"I just wanted to be sure." Eyes shining lovingly, Lance stopped his teasing to gently caress Keith's face. "I love you too much to hurt you...in any way."
Keith turned his head slightly and brushed a tender kiss across the palm of Lance's hand. "I know you would never hurt me." Keith said before brushing another kiss across Lance's palm. "No more then I would ever hurt you."
Lance's heart swelled in his chest...the alcohol definitely was not talking here. "I hope you know just how much I love you." Kissing his lover's lips softly, he slid one slick finger into Keith's most private spot.
Keith moaned deeply at the welcomed invasion. It took him a minute to find his voice. "I do… I can see it in your eyes when you look at me. I can feel it in your touch. I know it in my heart." Keith kissed Lance softly. "Just as I love you with every ounce of being, my heart and soul are forever yours."
"And you own all of me. For all eternity." As he slipped in another finger in, soon followed by a third, Lance sealed Keith's lips with his...his tongue mimicking the stroking action of his fingers.
Keith moaned from around the kiss as his hands caressed Lance's back and massaged his shoulders, pulling their bodies even closer.
Finally, Lance pulled his fingers out. Placing a quick kiss on Keith's lips, he pulled back and moved between Keith's legs. Tenderly spreading them some more, Lance positioned himself at Keith's opening before slowly pushing in. Lance groaned helplessly as his lover encased him.
Finally, Keith felt Lance sink all the way into his body. He moaned deeply in pleasure, wrapping his legs a little tighter around Lance. "Love you." He whispered softly as he gazed lovingly into Lance's velvet brown eyes.
Then their bodies began to rock together with a rhythm that was as old as time. Their bodies glistened with sweat as their breathing speed up, each breath and each beat of their hearts were perfectly timed to each other's. They moved as one … one heart, one soul, and one body. The act of pure love sent them soaring to the heavens.
The feel of soft, moist skin under his fingers, the sounds of pure pleasure from beneath him, and the sudden increase of pressure around his sex...all sent Lance spiraling over the edge. Lance bit his lip holding back his scream as the intense pressure inside him was released into his captain's waiting body.
Keith moaned deeply as he felt Lance's hot seed hit his inside. His hand trailed to his own throbbing erection, giving it the final push it needed to reach a bone shattered climax. His whole body trembled as he came, his seed splashing onto Lance's stomach. He bit his lip to keep from screaming, but a deep moan of his lover's name still escaped him.
Lance barely had the strength to pull out, much less keep from falling on top of his lover. Somehow though he managed to land next to Keith. Lance gently wiped the sweat from his mate's brow. "You okay?"
"Yeah… okay's putting it mildly, but I can't think of a better word right now." Keith said as he wrapped himself around Lance and rested his head on Lance's chest, just above his heart. The feeling of Lance's heart beating against him gave him a contented feeling that he couldn't even begin to describe.
"I know...same here." Lance wrapped his arms around his captain, pulling him even closer. He kissed the top of Keith's head before resting his chin on the damp black hair. "Happy Halloween love."
"Happy Halloween to you too." Keith mumbled, already half asleep.
"I love you." Lance whispered. "However, don't wake me up early in the morning! It is going to be painful enough as it is!"
"Don't plan on being up in the morning myself anyways." Keith mumbled. "G'night love."
"Good night." Lance sighed. He gently caressed Keith's back until his lover fell into a peaceful sleep. "I don't know what I would do without you." Lance whispered softly before closing his eyes and falling into a content slumber.
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