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No one ever told you how hard it was to be sexy during a Washington winter, especially not Fifty Shades of Grey, which Lance often felt like the star of. And, all right, in all fairness, Keith wasn’t Christian Grey levels of wealthy, and he didn’t have any secret sex rooms, and Lance was not with him because he’d signed his ass over to a repressed BDSM god.
Don’t get Lance wrong. Keith was definitely a repressed rich boy. It was just that he was Mr. Grey’s inverse: the type of repressed rich boy you had to beg to spank you and even then there was no telling if he’d have to leave the room afterwards because he felt so torn up with guilt at having to hurt you. Which he didn’t. Or, well, he did, but Lance liked it. Enough to ask for it, anyway.
And was that honestly so crazy?
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18 Feb 2026
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Keith's self-control was already a thin and reedy creature. He didn't try to fight his desire. It was no use this morning. He'd been without Lance for too long.
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18 Feb 2026
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Lance returns to Keith’s bag, sets himself slowly to his knees as he opens the main compartment. He starts talking about something, laughing, but Keith doesn’t register what he says as his sleeve slips slightly over the smooth arc of his shoulder. Keith can’t help the groan that escapes him.
“Lance,” he says, pleads, and Lance stops his cheery little story. In the silence, Keith takes in how ruffled and open Lance has become, no doubt due to the alcohol. He’s a little breathless, cheeks and shoulders flushed a deep pink, and Keith lets out a long, drawn out sigh. “You’re killing me.”
Lance stiffens slightly. He looks up, meets Keith’s gaze. He’s wearing the same expression he always does when he’s confused—the pinched brows, the small jut of his lower lip as he pouts. Lance doesn’t even know he does it, and to Keith, that makes it all the more endearing.
“What do you mean?” he asks quietly.
“Killing me,” Keith whispers, rests his head in his hands.
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17 Feb 2026
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It's Like A Heat Wave by melancholymango for Nanfoodle
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
21 Apr 2020
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“But I want a mate.”
“Well, you haven’t exactly done a whole lot of looking!” Rachel snarls, reaching forward and shoving him bodily into the sand. He fumbles uselessly, not nearly as graceful and tactile in this form. It’s worse when she leans over him, eyes wide and frenzied as she glares down at him, trembling with poorly-concealed hurt and anger. “Lower your expectations, you idiot! If you want a mate, you have to be willing to find one, to let one find you. After all, they aren’t gonna swoop down from the sky and sweep you off your feet like your firewing boyfriend did.”
“Leave Keith out of this!”
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16 Feb 2026
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Vague summary: Two years is a long time to get used to a thing.
Slightly more specific summary: Keith has had two years in the Abyss to fall in love with Lance. Old habits die hard. Including pet names.
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Salty shit post: So let’s talk about those flashes into the future canon never explained.Bookmarked by Jarinza
16 Feb 2026