Keith looked away from Lance for a second. "Just because I haven't said I love you back doesn't mean I don't care about you..."
Lance frowned at the wall. "I guess... That's true... "
Keith bit his lip and walked over to put the chair in the shower. "Besides, you didn't steal my first time." He turned to kiss Lance on the forehead. "I gave it to you." He smiled softly.
Lance looked up at him, eyes glistening. He reached up to wipe his eyes. "O-okay... "
Keith chuckled softly and turned on the shower.
Lance looked at the chair and carefully manuvered his body until he was on it. He pushed it back so it was against the wall in front of the shower spray. He then waved for Keith to get in.
Keith smiled and stepped under the water, sighing.
Lance looked up at him for a moment, then grabbed the bottle of soap and squeezed some onto his hand.
Keith watched carefully and chuckled softly. "How do you look adorable doing everything...?"
Lance flushed and glanced at him. "I'm just squeezing soap onto my hand? " He giggled and started washing the cum off of his stomach and chest, handing the bottle to Keith.
"I was looking at your face, dork. You look so innocent." Keith took the soap and squeezed some into his hand before setting it down.
Lance huffed. "I'm cleaning your cum off my chest. Not exactly an innocent action. But sure, hun. Whatever you say~"
Keith chuckled, blushing lightly and washing his body.
Lance finished soon enough and he looked at Keith washing himself. He said quietly, "Do you know how to wash yourself out? "
Keith blushed darkly. "I-I could probably guess..."
Lance smirked a little and grabbed a washcloth from the rack on the side of the bath. He showed it to Keith and then wet it. "Lemme help you. "
Keith bit his lip and shook his head. "Y-You don't have to..."
Lance shook his head. "I want to. Do you want me to? " He cocked his head with a small smile.
Keith didn't make eye contact but stepped closer, blushing more.
Lance pulled him close, his eyes on Keiths. He smiled and reached around with his washcloth covered finger to touch Keiths anus. Lance smiled a little wider. "It might feel a little weird, alright? "
Keith squeaked quietly and nodded.
Lance kept their eyes locked as he started swirling the finger slowly into Keiths anus.
Keith tensed slightly, shivering.
Lance swirled it continuously, not letting it get too deep. He murmured, "It's okay, just a little more, alright... "
He kept swirling it.
Keith nodded, biting his lip and looking away.
Lance went a little deeper and swirled it, then took it out. He smiled. "All done. You're clean. "
Keith was blushing wildly and didn't move. "Th-Thank you..."
Lance frowned. "No problem. But what's wrong? " He looked down at Keiths lower body and said, "You're not hard, so what's the problem? "
Keith looked at Lance and whispered quietly, still blushing. "I- That's new?"
Lance nodded. "It is weird. Sorry if it was uncomfortable. "
Keith chuckled softly. "It's fine..."
Lance smiled. " Lets finish washing up, 'kay? "
Keith nodded and grabbed the shampoo. "Want me to wash your hair?"
Lance nodded. "Yeah. Of course. "
Keith smiled and put some shampoo in his hand before starting to gently massage it into Lance's scalp.
Lance hummed and closed his eyes.
Keith smiled. "Feel nice?"
Lance nodded and tipped his head back a little. "Mmmm, yeah... "
Keith chuckled and finished. "There ya go."
Lance opened his eyes slowly and smiled at him. "Thanks... "
Keith nodded. "Mm, no problem beautiful..."
Lance hugged him suddenly and leaned up to kiss him on the mouth.
Keith yelped and kissed back, slowly closing his wide eyes.
Lance kissed him deeply, settling back down onto the chair he was in, but bringing Keith down so he doesn't break the kiss.
Keith hummed, gently settling into Lance's lap.
Lance kissed him harder, swiping his tongue over his lips asking for entrance.
Keith whimpered and opened his mouth desperately, leaning into Lance more.
Lance brought his tongue into his mouth, swirling it and scraping his teeth with it. He ground up on Keith's groin with his own, moaning a little from the contact.
Keith moaned into the kiss and rolled his hips down to meet Lance's.
Lance pulled back for a moment and whispered, "How would you.... Like to top? "
Keith blushed darkly. "I- Do you want me to?"
Lance nodded. "But only if you're comfortable. "
Keith bit his lip. "I can try..."
Lance frowned and cupped his cheek. "If you don't want to, you don't have to. "
Keith shook his head. "I w-want to."
Lance smiled and nodded. "If you're sure... " He laid back on the chair. "Ravish me. "