Title: Sucker Dangers

Keith sat cross-legged on a chair in the rec room, licking on a cherry sucker. He pulled the hard red candy and sucked on it suggestively. His eyes were on Lance who was discussing whatever boring sport was on the TV with Hunk. He thought it was either soccer or football...he never cared for such macho sports so he always had trouble keeping them straight.

Lance snorted as he watched the game. "Granted I can't play as well as them, but even I could've made that!"

"Ha! There is no way you could've done it." Hunk laughed and shook his head.

"Whatever." Lance snorted. "You're just glad he missed because he's not on your favorite team!"

"That's not true!" Hunk smirked.

Lance grabbed a pillow and hit Hunk in the face with it. "IS TOO!"

Keith rolled his eyes as he watched the two men squabble. This was starting to get more then just boring, so he got up off the chair and stepped over to the stereo. He placed a CD in and cranked the volume up to maximum and pressed play…and the blaring sounds of 'Sweet Home Alabama' filled the room.

Hunk had to yell to be heard over the music. "WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT?" Keith just grinned and rolled the sucker between his lips.

Lance smirked while Hunk just looked puzzled. Lance laughed. "Bored Tiger?" Keith just grinned and moved over to the couch and flopped across both Lance and Hunk's knees.

"Okay, what the hell are you on, Keith?" Hunk said, rolling his eyes.

"Boredom. Nobody was paying attention to me. Only whatever dumb sport you were watching." Keith pouted.

Hunk snorted and rolled his eyes again. Lance grinned. "Well if you were bored, why didn't you just say so?"

"You were too busy arguing about who did what to who. You wouldn't even look at me." Keith pouted even more.

"I'm sorry." Lance smiled as he wrapped his arms around Keith's waist and hugged him. "I'll make it up to you."

"You better." Keith said, before resuming to suck suggestively on the sucker.

Lance blushed brightly. Hunk just groaned. "One of us here is trying to watch a game."

"Oh you go right ahead, don't mind me. You can both watch the game while I enjoy my candy." Keith grinned then licked the sucker and pulled it into this mouth. "Mmmmm…tastes so good." He moaned in pleasure.

Hunk snorted. "Kinda hard with all the noise!"

"But it's so gooood." Keith moaned.

Lance was squirming underneath Keith's lap before whispering into the captain's ear. "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"

Keith just ginned mischievously as he continued to suck nosily on the sucker, making 'pleasured' noises. "I could suck on it all day."

"Keith..." Lance growled softly.

Hunk sighed. "Do you two mind taking this somewhere else? Like in your room for Pete's sakes!"

"I don't mind at all. I wouldn't want Lance to miss the game. So I'll just amuse myself here." Keith grinned as he continued to enjoy the cherry sucker.

Lance sighed and banged his head against the couch. Keith could be so infuriating at times. Then a thought made him smirk. Quickly composing himself, he turned his eyes back to the game, one arm still around Keith's waist while the other slowly slid up and down the man's inner thigh. Give Keith a little something else to moan about.

Keith moaned and wriggled in Lance's lap. "Yeah baby…it's so good." He then resumed to eat his sucker.

Hunk groaned, quickly getting up and knocking Keith's legs off of him. He turned off the stereo before sitting back down on the couch. "Try to keep it down guys. I've been looking forward to this game for a week!"

"Well go right ahead and watch it. There's nobody stopping you." Keith looked at his sucker. "Almost gone. I'll have to find another one." He smirked as he wiggled on Lance's lap. "I feel something hard, it must be a sucker poking me."

Lance smirked. "It sure is. But you have to finish your first one first."

Keith bit the sucker and moaned loudly as he ate the chocolate center. "Oh yeah that's the stuff…"

Hunk growled and whapped both Keith and Lance in the head with a pillow. "I said keep it down!"

"I want that other sucker now." Keith stuck his reddened tongue out at Hunk. Then he slid off of Lance and knelt on the floor between the man's parted knees.

"I don't know." Lance smirked as he grabbed Keith's hands. "Have you been a good boy?"

"I'm always good." Keith said, waggling his eyebrow in a sleazy flirty fashion.

"Then prove it and take this into another room!" Hunk snapped. "You two are keeping me from enjoying the game!"

"I think I want to enjoy my sucker right here." Keith grinned.

Lance sighed when Hunk glared darkly at him. He quickly pulled Keith back up into his lap, then wrapped his arms around the man's waist and kissed his cheek. "Behave and you can have it later."

"I want it NOW!" Keith pouted before leaning closer to Lance and started sucking on his earlobe.

Lance shivered as that tongue played with his ear. "Later. I promise you'll enjoy it much more later."

Keith slid his hand down between Lance's leg, feeling the heat of his desire through the thick fabric. "Why not now?"

"Cause I'm trying to watch a game!" Hunk glared at Keith. "And I'm not budging! I've waited too long to miss this match!"

Keith laughed at Hunk's glare. "Somebody's mad because he wants to be sucked too."

Lance shook his head over Hunk's blush. "Be nice, Keith. It's not his fault that Pidge is away visiting Chip."

Keith chuckled. "Well that doesn't mean I can't enjoy my sucker." He turned his attention back to Lance, sucking on his ear lobe and rubbing the man's upper thigh. "Mmmm…so good."

Lance bit back a moan. His pants were suddenly getting very tight. But it was rare that Keith ever got this flirtatious and Lance was finding that he really enjoyed it. He slowly rubbed circles over Keith's stomach. "Just be quiet for Hunk."

"Can you be quiet?" Keith whispered into Lance's ear as he ran his hand over the top of the bulge in Lance's jeans.

"I'm...trying." Lance mumbled. "You're not...really helping."

"Would you rather it was my lips?" Keith asked, whispering in Lance's ear as his hand stoked his lover's desire.

"Yeah." Lance gulped, tightening his grip around Keith's waist. "But Hunk is watching TV..."

"Do you think he would even notice if we were both quiet?" Keith asked. He flicked his tongue over Lance's earlobe and blew on it gently. "I could be quiet. Could you?"

Lance moaned, earning another glare from Hunk. Lance blushed and quickly shut his mouth. "Obviously I can't."

"Well try because I want my sucker now."

"You're really being a brat today." Lance laughed as he squeezed Keith's waist.

"No shit!" Hunk growled. "Now either you two cool it or I'm going to throw the both of you out of here!"

"You couldn't do it even if you tried." Keith snorted, then grinned. "If you dared."

"You two are really pushing me to the point that I don't give a damn about the consequences!" Hunk growled, turning his eyes back to the game. "I want to watch this game! Not you two getting horny!"

Lance shook his head, keeping a firm grip on Keith. "Be nice to Hunk, Keith. He's been sexually deprived for almost a week." Lance whispered, sliding one hand into Keith's shirt so that he could rub circles over the skin instead of the fabric.

Keith moved so his back was to Hunk, blocking most of the larger man's view of Lance. Keith undid his lover's jeans quietly and slid his hand over the front of the thin boxers. "Are you watching the game too, lover boy?"

"Not anymore." Lance whispered, his hand still caressing Keith's stomach. "You're always more interesting."

Keith grinned at Lance then brought his fingers up to his mouth, sucking on every one before sliding his hand under the waistband of the white cotton boxers.

Lance yelped as he jumped at the touch. Then Hunk growled causing Lance to sink into the couch, blushing. "Keith..." He mumbled as his eyes darted in Hunk's direction. "The game will be over soon. Let Hunk finish it. You know I can never be quiet!"

"I could always gag you." Keith suggested with a mischievous grin.

Lance moaned quietly. "I don't really think that would help."

"You know you want it." Keith closed his hand lightly around Lance's erection. "You're the one always wanting to be bad in a public place."

Lance moaned slightly louder, closing his eyes. "You know I do...but Hunk...game..."

"Yes. He is watching the game. I could just do this…" Keith pumped his hand over Lance's erection. "I wouldn't even have to move then."

Lance yelped again. Hunk growled. "Guys..."

"Be quiet Lance." Keith scolded then leaned in to whisper to Lance again. "Be a good quiet boy and later I'll make you scream in pleasure…and keep it coming all through the night."

Lance whimpered, his eyes grew wide at the implications. But he still slowly nodded his head.

"Good boy." Keith smirked. Then he sucked on Lance's earlobe, nipping it lightly several times as his hand stroked his lover's erection.

Whimpering a little louder, Lance crammed his fist into his mouth to keep quiet. He couldn't keep his body still, however. Even with Keith sitting in his lap, his hips still jerked at the touch.

Keith grinned evilly and continued his ministrations, gradually moving faster. He loved it when his lover squirmed like this!

Lance practically choked on his fist when he came. How big a mess he made, he didn't know, nor did he really care at that moment. Lance just sank further down into the couch, panting as he tried to regain his scattered senses.

Hunk snorted. "Well, at least you kept slightly quiet. Just wish you kept still too! Shook the whole damn couch!"

"You never said anything about moving." Keith smirked, then he pulled his hand back and licked the cum off it, sucking on his fingers until he felt it was clean enough. Keith wrapped his arms loosely around Lance's shoulders and sank back into the man's lap. "Better then a sucker."

"Yeah." Lance panted, smiling slightly. "But why do I suddenly feel like a 'sucker'?"

"If you feel that way I can suck you later." Keith grinned suggestively.

Lance smirked as he wrapped his arms around Keith's waist again. "Well, I'm your sucker. You can do whatever you want with me. Except throw me away. I'm stuck on you whether you like it or not."

"Well I like it. I like it a lot, sweet lover of mine." Keith smiled at Lance.

"SCORE!" Hunk cheered loudly, causing both men to jump.

"Well yeah I did score with Lance." Keith grinned.

Hunk snorted, never taking his eyes off the game. "That's nothing new. You always score with him."

Keith laughed and grinned even wider, resembling a Cheshire cat. "Yup. Each and every night, more then once in a night if I'm lucky."

"That is more information than I wanted to hear!" Hunk rolled his eyes while Lance blushed and tried to bury himself in the couch. "Now that you've scored, can you two be quiet and still!"

"We were quiet." Keith grinned. He suddenly licked the side of Lance's face, making him gasp in surprise at the unexpected move.

"You're really frisky today, Tiger." Lance smirked as his hand rubbed the back of Keith's neck. "Did you get into some catnip?"

Keith purred and leaned into Lance's touch. "Something like that."

"You two are pathetic!" Hunk snorted before yelling at the TV again. "You idiot! How could you miss that?"

"Let's be kind and let him enjoy this game of…whatever." Keith grinned at Lance. "I have other things in mind for the two of us."

"Oh?" Lance slowly kissed Keith's neck as he rubbed his back. "What did you have in mind?"

Keith grinned mischievously. "You'll see."

"Yes, please take it elsewhere!" Hunk growled. "Leave me in peace."

Lance sighed as he zipped his pants back up. "Alright, alright old man. We'll leave you alone."

"The old boy really gets cranky when he ain't getting no panky, don't he." Keith laughed as he hopped off Lance's lap.

"You got that right." Lance chuckled, ignoring the death glares Hunk was giving them.

"Get out." Hunk growled threateningly.

Keith stuck his tongue out at Hunk and laughed before grabbing Lance's hand and pulling him out of the room.

**********

Lance laughed as Keith practically dragged him down the hall. "Okay, what did you have today? I may want to give it to you again sometime..."

Keith laughed but didn't reply to Lance's question. "Now…where's Sven…?"

"No!" Lance tried to pull back, but Keith had too tight of a grip. "I'm not going to make out in front of him! He'd kill me!"

"Where's your sense of adventure?" Keith asked. "We can fuck like bunnies in front of Allura after."

Lance paled. "And have Nanny and Coran come after us? I've got a sense of adventure, but that is suicidal!"

"No. Going skinny sky diving is suicidal." Keith laughed.

"At least you would live from it!"

"Maybe I should just become a nudist…" Keith said before stripping off his shirt and hanging it off a light on the wall.

Lance blinked as he was still being dragged down the hall. Was this really Keith? Or an amazing look-a-like? "Um...are you feeling okay?"

"I feel great!" Keith laughed then leaned against Lance and hopped along as he peeled off his boots.

"Then why are you stripping in the hallway?"

"Because I am thinking of joining a nudist colony."

"Well, if you do then that means I would have to share you. And I'm not going to do that." Lance pouted.

"No one else could touch though." Keith grinned stripping down to his black boxers.

Lance pouted more. "But they will be looking."

"Okay I'll stick with the boxers then, okay?"

Lance sighed with relief as he wrapped an arm around Keith's waist. "Okay. Sorry I'm so selfish, but I really can't help it."

"That's okay…now let's find Sven!"

"Whoa there!" Lance shook his head in bewilderment. "Why do you want to see Sven?"

"He owes me five dollars. And with that five I can buy some cherry lube." Keith said calmly.

Lance blinked again. Okay, something really weird was going on. "You can collect it later. Let's go to our room."

"Nope! I want it now!" Keith shook his head before yelling at the top of his lungs. "SVEN!!!!! COME OUT COME OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE!!!"

"I'll get it for you." Lance said, quickly clamping a hand over Keith's mouth. "Go to our room and I'll also get you a surprise."

Keith shook his head. "It's my money so I should collect it."

"That may be true, but I don't think Sven will give it to you when you're mostly naked." Lance smiled slightly. "He might make you go to the doctor first."

"Been there already. He can't make me go twice in one day."

"Whoa. Why did you have to go to the doctor today?"

"For a shot of…whatever." Keith shrugged.

"For the flu?"

"Nope." Keith shook his head.

Lance sighed. This wasn't making any sense. Sure Keith got frisky at times and would sometimes be public about it when around friends, but the hallway bit was just a tad bit much. "What was the shot for?"

"Ummm…I forget." Keith laughed.

"Okay..." Lance frowned. Maybe he should let Keith see Sven because it was starting to sound like some of it was Sven's fault.

"What the hell is going on?" Sven asked as he stepped into the hallway from one of the corridors that crossed.

"SVENIE!" Keith yelled, waving to the taller man. "Give me the five bucks you owe me!"

Sven rolled his eyes and looked at Lance. "What is going on here?"

"You tell me." Lance snorted. "One minute he's fine, the next he wants to join a nudist colony."

"I want to but Lance won't let me." Keith pouted. Then he looked at Sven. "Give me the five bucks you owe me. You said you'd pay me for getting the shot so pay me. I need to buy some flavored lube to use for having sex with Lance."

Lance turned bright red. "What the hell was in that shot, Sven?"

"It was a flu shot because Keith was complaining about feeling a little under the weather the past couple days. And you know he refuses to go to the doctor so I told him I'd pay him for doing it. But there is no way I am paying him so he can have sex with you."

"You can watch if want." Keith smirked, then winked.

Sven's eyes widened slightly then darkened as he looked at Lance. "What are you up to?"

"ME!" Lance snorted and glared at Sven. "I'm still trying to figure out what's going on! One moment we are watching a game and Keith's eating some sucker, then Keith gets a little frisky. That's normal when he's stressed. But then he insists on finding you and things get beyond weird!"

"I have no idea what's wrong with him. He was perfectly fine the last I saw him." Sven sighed.

"Gimmie the money you owe me…gimmie the money you owe me." Keith started repeating.

"FINE!" Sven yelled. He pulled the money out of his pocket and threw it at Keith.

"WHOO HOO! Cherry lube here I come." Keith cheered happily.

Lance blinked. "Um...you can't buy that anywhere in the castle, Keith."

"So…I'll go out and buy it." Keith shrugged.

"The only place you are going is back to the doctor." Sven said firmly.

"Nooooooooooooooooooo! You can't make me go twice in one day." Keith whined and hid behind Lance.

Lance shrugged helplessly at Sven. "Um, maybe he will give you even more money if you go, Keith."

"NOOOOOOO!" Keith said shaking his head. "You can't make me go. Please don't make me go."

Lance sighed. "When does the shot wear off?"

"I have no idea. He wasn't acting like this before." Sven shrugged.

"Let's go Lance…we can just go to the room and have sex or bug Hunk more…I don't want to talk to Sven no more."

"Maybe whatever it is will wear off." Lance glanced at Sven. "How about I just keep him in our room?"

Sven frowned and shook his head. "He should go see the doctor to be sure it's nothing serious. I hate forcing him to go to the doctor but it's necessary."

"Nooooo. It's not!" Keith said, peeking out from behind Lance.

Lance sighed. "Is there anything that you want that will convince you to go see the doctor? Anything?"

Keith thought for a moment. "Hmmmmm…sex with you all night long."

Lance blinked. Didn't they do that already? Shrugging, he nodded his head. "Deal. Let's go to the doctor and then we can go to our room. Okay?"

"Hmm…we need flavored lube first." Keith protested.

"No you don't." Sven said, rolling his eyes at Keith's sex-crazed behavior.

"I think we may still have some left over." Lance laughed slightly, blushing. "The sooner we get to the doctor, the sooner it'll be over."

"Oh…alright." Keith agreed with a sigh.

"Good boy." Lance smiled as he kissed Keith's cheek. "Tell you what. If you really want some, Sven can take you to the doctor and I can go get it for you."

Keith shook his head and clung to Lance. "He's too mad right now I don't want to be alone with him."

Lance snickered. Keith did have a point there. "Okay. I really don't want Sven going to buy it, so we'll just have to make due with what we have left."

"I wanted cherry. But I guess strawberry will do." Keith pouted.

"I don't want to hear about it." Sven sighed and rolled his eyes.

"About what? The flavored lube Lance and I use sometimes when we have sex. Hot and wild and passionate and I get to have it all night long!" Keith grinned.

Lance was sure he was redder than a cherry and strawberry! "Um...let's go Keith. You can go back to...um...whatever it is you do, Sven."

"Yeah…if it's serious you better tell me right away." Sven was gone down the hallway before anyone could say anything else.

"Sure Sven. Have fun sharpening your knives." Lance smirked slightly as he walked Keith toward the doctor's office. "Let's get this over with, Tiger."

"Do I have to?" Keith said looking at Lance with big puppy dog eyes.

"Yes you do. Remember our deal."

"But I don't wanna!" Keith complained.

"I know, Tiger. I know." Lance sighed, grateful that they had reached the doctor's office. He quickly pulled Keith in before the captain bolted. Lance smiled slightly at Gorma's shocked face. "Seems we have a reaction to that shot you gave him earlier."

"Oh dear." Gorma frowned slightly. "What seems to be the trouble?"

"No trouble at all." Keith said a little too quickly.

Lance sighed as he rubbed his face. "It seems Keith is being a little...um...different."

"AM NOT!" Keith yelled, then crossed his arms over his chest and pouted like a five year old.

"I see." Gorman blinked. "When did the trouble start? He was fine when he left my office earlier."

"Um..." Lance blushed slightly. "I'm not really sure. I think about ten minutes ago...maybe fifteen."

"Did he have anything to eat?" Gorma asked.

"I'm bored." Keith complained wrapping himself around Lance. "Let's have sex here."

Gorma blushed a dark red. "Umm…"

The doctor was nowhere near as red as Lance! "Just a sucker...cherry I think. With a chocolate center."

"Oh dear." Gorma paled.

"Oh dear? OH DEAR? What the hell does that mean?" Lance snapped, squirming slightly as Keith began to try to open his shirt. "What's going on?"

"There are few medications on Arus that react…in odd ways with sugar. None have ever bothered any of you boys before so I assumed because your body chemistries are different then native Arusian's that…none ever would affect any of you." Gorma said nervously.

"Explain!" Lance snapped again. "In English!"

"It makes a person slightly hyper…and increases desires." Gorma blushed a little. "I think you can tell what desires."

"Gee..." Lance said sarcastically. "I can't seem to figure out what. Why don't you enlighten me, doctor?"

"Well it should wear off in a few hours. It's nothing to be really concerned about." Gorma said quickly as he slowly started to edge away.

"SEE! TOLDJA! Now let's go have sex." Keith smiled happily, working on Lance's clothes with more vigor.

"Alright Keith." Lance sighed before glaring darkly at Gorma. "If I don't live through this, I'm going to come back and haunt you!"

Gorma just nodded and took off for another part of his office.

"Can we have sex now?" Keith asked impatiently, still trying to take Lance's shirt off.

"Let's go to the room. It'll be much more comfortable." Lance smiled. He just hoped it didn't kill him!

"OKAY!" Keith agreed cheerfully, taking Lance's shirt off as they walked down the hallway.

Lance sighed and shook his head. This was definitely going to be interesting...and he was so going to kill Sven and Gorma later!

Owari! ^_~

So...will Lance survive? Either way, talk a hell of a way to go! *evil smirk*