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“This is… different.”
“Usually Lance is the one tied up while we mess with him.”
“I kinda like it, though.”
Lance smiled at Hunk, making the final knot to tie his wrists together. He leaned forward and kissed his cheek. They weren’t turned off from the idea, at least. It took days of convincing to get all three of them to decide to do this with him. Trust is what it boiled down to. In the end, Lance wouldn’t do anything to them.
Well, not physically.
He ran his fingers over the back of Shiro’s neck, drawing a shudder out from him. Standing before Keith, he raised an eyebrow at him and Keith returned the favor. It was a challenge; a challenge for Lance to do his worse to Keith. He’d eat those words before all this was over.
His hips swayed as he made his way to the bed and climbed onto it. All his tools were perfectly set up. No minute was wasted on preparations. This night, he would be in control and only him. A shudder went through his body as he thought about his plans and how they would play out. He hoped the boys would enjoy it as much as he would.
Rearranging the pillows until he was properly propped up, Lance leaned against them and stared at them. He picked up the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount over his balls and twitching hole. Yes, he was excited and he was ready to dive in and enjoy the climax of his plan. Shiro’s voice rang in his head, “patience yields focus” and he groaned. Because he’s heard the saying so many times when Lance was ready to ride his cock fast, only to be stopped by Shiro speaking and grabbing hold of his hips.
He used that as motivation.
Coating his fingers in lube, he moved them down until they’re teasing his opening. He rubbed small circles around it, teasing the pad of his finger inside every few turns. Lance got it nice and loose until he was able to slip a finger deep inside of himself. He groaned from the sensation and left it inside, clenching his muscles around his single digit. After a few ticks pass by, he pumped it in and out, groaning.
Soon, he slipped another finger inside of him, then another, and then another until he had four fingers inside him. Lance groaned, tossing his head back. “Oh man… It’s all thanks to Keith that this can happen. If he didn’t teach me how to ease two dicks into me, I’d never be able to do this.”
Keith groaned and Lance spared a look at them. Their faces were flushed, Shiro’s more than all of them combined. He can see the growing bulges in their pants and he regretted not taking them down. He’d love to see their dicks, hard and leaking precum. Lance groaned at that very thought and bucked down onto his fingers. They aren’t enough now and he needed more.
Removing his fingers had his asshole gaping and begging for more. It wouldn’t be empty for long. Grabbing the smallest dildo from the box next to him, he coated it in lube and teased his hole with it. It’s red color reminded him of Keith and it’s the only reason why he picked it up in that strange sex shop on one of their previously saved planets. He pushed it inside to the root and groaned, body relaxing around it. It felt wonderful.
“Shit, Keith, I keep thinking about the last time you fucked me,” Lance muttered, spreading his legs wide. “How you bent me over Blue’s control panel and pounded into me.” He groaned, bucking his hips to meet the thrust of his hand. “I thought I’d die when your dick hit me in all the right places. Fuck! I hope you do it again…”
“Untie me and I will,” Keith growled.
Lance groaned and moved the dildo faster into him. He’s running towards that edge that he knows will drop him into a state of bliss, but he pulled the dildo out at the last second. Taking deep breaths, he willed himself down from the high he was close to having. When it’s over, he put the dildo to the side and took out another one. It’s bigger and purple. Of course he would buy one that reminded him of Shiro.
He set it up just like the last one, lubed up and ready to be of use. He didn’t hesitate pushing inside, his ass loose for the intrusion. Lance moaned and moved to sit on his knees. He sinks down and brought himself up, impaling himself over and over again. “What about you, Shiro?” Biting his lip, he watched as Shiro bucked his hips, trying to gain friction in the tight confines of his pants. “You didn’t hesitate slipping into the shower with me and fucking me against the wall. I jerk off to that scene so many times…”
“Lance…” Shiro muttered.
Once again, he brought himself to the edge and pulled himself back. This edging technique should make Hunk proud of him. Lance wasn’t done yet. Putting the purple dildo aside, he groaned, biting his lip as he pulled out the biggest dildo colored yellow. He generously coated it, making sure it was nice and slick for entry. With this, he carefully pushed it inside of him.
It was so big. Lance bit his lip harder and whimpered. He needed to stop for a moment before going again. Hurting himself wouldn’t be wise, not when he expected to be fucked senseless by all of them when this was over.
He pushed himself the rest of the way down, stilling himself when he did. Lance took deep breaths and adjusted to the size inside him. Ticks passed before he rose up and pushed himself down. Hunk fucked him differently than Shiro and Keith. Rarely did he ever fuck him as roughly as they did. He was always gentle and caring, careful with his thrusts and where he put his hands.
“I think Hunk fucks me the best, though,” Lance dared to say. “When he grabs my hips and fucks into me-- oh --his thumbs can touch each other if he tries. He’s so big and strong, but he’s the gentlest out of all of you.” He tossed his head back, moaning to the ceiling. “Even when he’s filled with pent up rage, he fucks me so slowly and it feels so good--”
The sound that tears its way out of Lance’s throat was anything but manly. He stared up at Keith with wide eyes, taking in the disheveled and turned on look in his eyes as he pinned him down. Keith’s hand came up to tangle his fingers in his hair. Lance whimpered when his bare dick brushed against the front of his jeans, feeling the hardness press against him.
“Keith… Keith! You didn’t untie us!”
“He took the knife with him, too, Shiro.”
“Let’s give them a show,” Keith whispered, his hand coming up to palm at Lance’s dick.
Lance nodded his head eagerly, arching up into the touch.