(All of the above)

That fight, that one fight is all it took for the team to realize what could happen to them. They almost lost, they could have died. Everyone heard Pidge crying over the intercoms, her tears causing Hunk to cry alongside her. Inside the black lion, Shiro was shaking, his grip on the controls of the lion stiff.

The blue paladin was crying as well. At that moment, he could have never seen his family again. He could have died right then and there without saying goodbye to them. Keith felt the tears coming for him, and he tried so hard to block them out. He was so terrified. Then a single thought hit both the red and blue paladin.

Upon landing red Keith quickly jumped out and started to run towards blue's hanger. Keith got about halfway there, just turning into a new hallway when he saw the blue paladin he was searching for at the other end. The pair froze for a moment, taking in the other's appearance and to catch their breath. At the same time, just like in a cliche romance movie, they ran at each other.

They made an impact, hugging each other so tightly that nothing could get in between them. Tears flowed down both of their faces, Keith finally letting it all go and clinging to Lance like his life depended on it. They both hiccuped and sobbed, crying into each other's arms and holding on without a thought of letting go.

Still holding on, Lance spoke, "You're alive! Thank God, you're alive!"

Keith chuckled, "Of course I'm alive, idiot! It's you that I'm worried about! Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine, but are you OK?"

It was then that Keith pulled back and pressed his lips onto Lance's. The taller one froze but soon melted into the kiss. Their lips moved together in harmony, creating a sensation of pure bliss. They pulled away slowly, opening their eyes slightly to stare deep into each other, only to dive back in.

Keith latched his arms around Lance's neck, Lance clinging onto Keith's hips. Their bodies pressed against one another, chest plates clanking on impact. Their mouths danced and synchronized to make a routine so beautiful that anyone would cry.

Keith could feel his knees getting weak, but he clung onto Lance for all that he was worth to try and stay connected. As his legs fell their lips parted, Lance wrapping his arms around Keith's waist to catch him. The taller of the two chuckled and brought the smaller one back up, moving one of his arms to grab onto Keith's hand.

As Lance intertwined their fingers, he whispered, "Wow, am I that good?"

Keith smiled back, "Maybe you are," Lance blushed at the words as Keith came up to Lance's ear to mumble, "so show me more~."

Lance wasted no time in scooping Keith up in his arms and beginning to walk to one of their rooms. Which one? That's what Lance asked. Keith shrugged and draped his arms around Lance's shoulders. Lance silently decided on his room and made his way there. The rest of the team was nowhere in sight, which was good for them, but still was a question on the pair's mind.

The thought was soon thrown away upon entering the blue paladin's room, Lance setting Keith down and locking the door. Lance turned around and met a smiling Keith in the middle of the room. His heart fluttered at the sight. Their hands snaked together and Keith dragged them towards the bed. Keith sat down first, Lance crawling on top of him soon after. Lance moved his right arm down Keith's waist to his thigh, taking all of Keith in. His eyes trailed up and down Keith's body until he hit Keith's hair.

God, how long had he wanted to touch it? Too long if you asked him. Making fun of it was the only way for him to talk about it. But now, Keith was his. He drew his hand up Keith's body and cupped Keith's face, still staring at his hair.

"Keith?"

"Yeah?"

"Could I, uh, could I touch your hair?"

The words slipped before he could think, and both boys started laughing together at how silly the words sounded. As they calmed down, Keith grabbed onto Lance's wrist and brought the hand to his hair, whispering a 'go nuts'. As soon as Lance touched it he never wanted to let go. It was just as soft as he thought it would be. He ran his fingers through the soft locks and twirled them around.

Lance chuckled and tilted his head while playing with the black strands, "Do you have any idea how long I've waited for you?"

Keith blushed, "I'm guessing it started when Allura rejected you."

Lance let the hair go and came back to the top of Keith's head to run his fingers through again, "Nope, that was to get your attention, did it work?"

"Eh," Keith laughed, "Then it has to be when you and I saw each other with Shiro."

"Wrong again," Lance sang.

"Wait, the Garrison?"

Lance laughed and leaned closer to Keith's face, their breaths intermingling, "Since the Garrison."

He connected their lips briefly, only a touch, then dove into Keith for a deep kiss. He's waited so long for his lips to touch Keith's, for his hands to touch Keith, for Keith's body to finally belong to him. They pulled away and Keith cupped Lance's cheek, "Time for you to guess."

"Like hell that I would know that! Just tell me."

"You have to guess~," Keith sang.

"Uh... you didn't remember me at the Garrison, so when we saved Shiro."

Keith slowly pulled Lance into another kiss before giggling, "You really think that I didn't remember you? I had the biggest crush on you back then, when we were kids."

"Wait, what?" Lance sat up for a moment, "You remembered me?! Why did you pretend to not know me then?!"

Keith continued to laugh, "Because I panicked! How would you react when your crush just shows up again when you just found your brother?"

Lance rolled his eyes and came back down to continue the pairs make-out session. It wasn't long till they had their armor off, leaving them in their black suits. As their lips moved together, Keith felt his way up Lance's stomach, feeling a faint line of muscle. Keith couldn't help but smile and pull away from Lance.

Their breath mixed together, Keith's voice cutting through the tense air, "So, you are stronger than everyone thinks."

"Wha-what are you talking about?"

Keith bit his lip as his fingers danced along Lance's stomach. With his other hand, Keith reached around and unzipped the top half of the suit. Lance sat up and away from Keith, much to the red paladin's disapproval. As he removed the top half of the suit, Keith got up from underneath Lance and turned around. Once the top was off Lance undid Keith's zipper and pulled the suit off.

Tossing it to the side, Lance wrapped his arms around Keith's waist, rubbing his hands up and down Keith's stomach while lightly kissing Keith's shoulders. Keith hummed in enjoyment, leaning back against Lance to make him kiss his neck instead. The blue paladin happily did so and slipped his hands lower on the red paladin.

Lance slowly rubbed the heal of his hand against Keith's groin, using his fingers to massage him through the fabric. Keith bit his lip to keep his voice down. Lance sucked and licked at Keith's neck, forcing the smaller one to whimper. The Cuban dipped his fingers under Keith's pants and underwear, beginning to briefly brush past Keith's dick to make the lower clothing push down.

Keith's erection sprung freely in the open air, the body connected to it trembling with a chill running up the spine. Lance gently pushed Keith's shoulders down to the bed, leaving Keith's ass in the air for Lance to see as he took his own bottoms off. Both boys had their bottom clothes off only halfway, their pants and boxers staying at their knees. If you could read their thoughts, you could hear that they were too horny to care.

The blue paladin leaned his body over the red paladin, reaching one hand to Keith's mouth while his other hand began to play with Keith's member. With one pump Keith opened his mouth to moan, giving Lance the opportunity to shove his fingers into Keith's mouth.

The moan was muted into a sloppy, wet 'agh~' noise. Keith's mind went foggy, causing him to stay bent over and a moaning mess. Lance pumped his right hand, squeezing Keith's cock every so often. His left wrist stayed locked while his fingers moved in and out of Keith's mouth, the said boy's tongue hanging out with drool rolling down his chin. Keith's moans filled the room once again with Lance's fingers now out of his mouth and making their way to Keith's entrance.

"LANCE!"

Lance's single finger slipped into Keith with ease, so much ease that it was easy to tell what Keith did alone.

"So, it seems that someone plays with themselves."

"Do-Don't~."

Lance huffed and put in a second finger, having the same reaction as last time.

"Oh? It seems that you play with yourself often. My fingers are going in so easily~."

Keith moaned as Lance entered a third finger, this one going in easily but this time having the feeling that Keith was being stretched.

"So, three's your limit? Then tell me, Keith, what name do you call when you play with yourself?"

Lance began small thrusts with his fingers, erupting a low moan from Keith.

"St-stop, AGH~!"

Lance flicked his right wrist and pumped faster, making sure that his fingers were going at the same speed.

"What was that? I didn't hear the name."

"Slow... slow down! GAW~!"

"Oh! That's a new sound! Shall I spread my fingers again?"

"No! Don't! Lance!"

"Tsk, you still haven't given me a name. Was it not me? Who else did you want?"

Tears formed in Keith's eyes, the pleasure being too much for him to handle. His foggy brain turned to mush and his screams grew louder. The only thing that he could think of was Lance. The way his long fingers stretched him out. The way they wrapped around his cock, so firm and strong. It was driving Keith to insanity.

"Lance!"

The name slipped out of his mouth so easily. Every pump, every scrap of his insides, everything drove the name out of him. It was all he could think about, all he could say. Keith gripped at the sheets of the bed, burying his face into the pillow to quiet himself down.

"Don't hide your face from me, Keith. Tell me, who did you call out?"

Keith lifted his head, a pool of saliva being left behind on the pillow. He did his best to look behind him to stare directly into Lance's eyes.

"It was you. It's only been you~!"

Lance removed his fingers and spit on the same hand. He lathered the spit onto his cock before taking both of his hands to Keith's hips. Keith's dick twitched in excitement, leaking pre-cum onto the sheets. Lance slowly pushed into Keith, making the boy whine in pain before stopping halfway.

"I'm not all the way in yet, but get used to the feeling right now, OK?"

Keith couldn't say anything but he nodded his head. Compared to fingers, a cock was completely different. He could feel himself being stretched more than his fingers could ever do. Keith bit his lip and nodded his head for Lance to push farther in. Lance did so slowly, trying his best to hold himself back from thrusting into Keith's tight hole.

Keith squirmed and writhed beneath Lance, soon forcing himself to bite the pillow to numb the pain. With Lance fully inside of him, and Keith being horny as fuck, Keith pressed his ass into Lance's hips only a few seconds after Lance was fully in.

"Please~... Please move~."

The words might have been muffled, but Lance heard it loud and clear. He held himself back for a few seconds, trying to give Keith a bit more time to adjust before slowly pulling out and thrusting back into Keith. The pillow dropped from Keith's teeth as he screamed in pain. Lance knew that the sound wasn't a good one and only pulled out a fourth of his dick to keep the pace but to give Keith some more time.

Holy shit did it fucking hurt. Imagine, someone, putting a fireball in your ass, connected to a chain with spikes on it, and ripping it out of you without warning. In other words, Keith's ass was on fire with pain. But as Lance started pulling out more, pleasure began to replace it.

"Ah~, Lance~, agh~!"

Upon hearing his name, Lance snapped his hips forward. Keith screamed and moaned while Lance sped up. His thrusts grew harder with time, causing the bed to creak violently.

"Lance~! Wait! You're going to, AGH~, break me~!"

"I won't break you. I want to be able to do this again with you. For now on, I want to be the only one to help you. You can't do this by yourself anymore. Got it?"

"Yes~! God yes! It feels so good~!"

"You like it? You're so tight and warm. Your plump ass is taking my cock so well. Like it was made for me."

"It was! It was only made for you~!"

Lance released Keith's hips to pull Keith up by his shoulders, pressing Keith's back against his chest. With one arm wrapped around Keith's stomach and the other going back to pump Keith's cock, Lance's thrusts began to grow sloppy. A knot formed in the boys' stomachs, telling them that their time was almost up.

"Keith, I'm so close."

"Cum inside! I want you inside me!"

The words that slipped through Keith caused a chain reaction. As soon as Keith felt a hot liquid coat his insides, feeling Lance's dick twitch as it came, Keith screamed and came as well. Keith's seamen covered the pillow and headboard in front of him, only a little landing on Lance's hand. The boys stayed connected, panting, and gathering their thoughts as to what had happened.

Lance soon pulled out of Keith, the said boy moaning again at the feeling of Lance's cum dripping from him. Both sat down on the bed, Keith leaning back against Lance's chest and a pool of seamen began to form between them. Then it hit them. They almost died, and it led them to this.

"Hey, Lance?"

"Yeah?"

"Could we, uh, get back to everyone else?"

Lance chuckled, "Can you walk?"

A blush formed onto Keith's face as he playfully punched Lance's leg, "Well, maybe you just have to carry me."

"With pleasure~."

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OK, I think this might be one of the best smuts I've ever written. Not to pat myself on the back or anything, but I think this one was pretty good.

We're almost to the end people, and I can't wait to share my last idea with you all! I think it'll be a great ending to this amazing book!

We only have 8 till the end times!

You need to eat your veggies this time so have a carrot.

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There, now eat up!

Love you all!

-Pinetree