I'm tired. I'm constantly distracted today. But I love you guys. So I'm doing this for you. It's gonna be a short one though. I love you guys!

Keith POV

Laying on the bed is normally supposed to be a relaxing time. Not for me. I'm trying to get away from whips and chains and other torturous, yet wonderful, objects that are coming for me. Like tonight. 

Lance is chasing me with a candle and a lighter like some kind of maniac! What the hell does he think he's doing?!?! 

He whined when I missed his attempt again. "Babe can we please try this? I think you're really gonna like it." 

"Well I don't! I like vanilla, Lance, VANILLA!!" I tried to tell him before that all I wanted to do was vanilla sex but all he said was stuff along the lines of "don't knock it 'till you've tried it" and shit like that. 

He stopped moving around, "Keith. Please?" I stopped as well and looked into his eyes. His eyes were slightly sloped, masked with a look of pleading and sadness. He really wanted me to try it huh?

I sighed heavily, "fine. But if I don't like it we stop right away. Got it?" 

His beamed with excitement, "got it babe." And with that he crawled over to me so we could get this all started. 

He first set the candle and lighter off to the side confusing me but also relieving me for the next however long he decides to put those to the side for. Next he leaped on top of me and started to nip at my collar bone marking me as his. I moan and buck my hips as he moves lower to my pink nubs and sucks.

He comes off of my chest with a pop and looks up at me with nothing but pure lust. Keeping eye contact, he moves lower on my stomach. He licks my belly button and blows cool air on it making me shiver and close my eyes while waiting for more. 

While my eyes were closed he kept on licking and blowing on my stomach but little did I know that he grabbed his 'tools' from the side table. I heard the flick of the lighter and about ten seconds I felt a drop of heat in the middle of the spreading cold spot on my stomach. Then another. And another. They started to feel really nice compared to the cold so I just let it happen. 

That is until there was more cold replacing those wonderfully warm spots. I look down slightly pissed off and I'm met with a grinning Lance. 

"What? Don't like it babe?" He chuckled mockingly to my face. I just gave him a death glare to signal him to keep dripping wax on me. He replied to my death glare with his dashing, adorable grin. I layed back and he continued to drip the wonderfully warm, yet not burning hot, wax on my stomach. 

The drips started to get closer and closer to my v-line making me go wild. Instead of the warmth of his kisses like usual it was the warmth of a fire, so dangerous yet so comforting. And erotic. 

I noticed my pants were gone when I felt his mouth on my member and drops of wax falling around it. It turned me on so much more than just his mouth ever could. I was starting to get more into it the more he did to me too. 

He pressed a finger into me as he did this, stretching me out. He quickly get three fingers inside of me all the while sucking on my member and dripping wax on my stomach and chest. He was truly a pro at this but I don't know how. 

He got up and turned me over onto my stomach, candle in hand might I add. He positioned himself at my hole and began pushing in. I was distracted from the pain with the dripping wax on the small of my back. 

The wax started to heat up a bit more resulting in more pleasure laced with it. Meaning, by the time he hit my prostate once I was already cumming, making Lance laugh at how fast I did. 

Yeah. 

I didn't last long with that wax and I was gonna eat shit for that later but it was so worth it. I actually hope Lance tries more things with me. But only if he can promise me they'll be just as pleasurable. 

A/N Short and shitty. I'm sorry. I'm distracted and I can't focus. There will be a better one tomorrow. All I want to do now is sleep. Love y'all. Stay freaky fellow freaks. yada yada yada. Sleep time.