The premise of the meme is simple. Two characters, lovers, have been separated for a time. How long is up to you, as is the reason for the separation. Was it unwilling - an imprisonment, a required journey - or because of a choice one of the characters made? The reason may, of course, color the reunion, and somebody may be pretty miffed, with good reason. Still, the theme is the same: intimacy after being apart.
This meme is mostly geared towards being a smut meme, but nobody will judge you for just doing so heavy fluff.
[keith is good at relaxing himself in these situations. he knows where it's leading, he knows what he's getting, and he knows the more he keeps relaxed the quicker he gets it. he puts the back of his hand over his mouth, cheeks heating up while he makes the quietest noises.]
Fuck... Lance... [the second finger stings a bit, but he's always kind of liked that.]
[he's grabbing the pillow above his head, fingers twisting in the fabric while the other hand holds onto lance's shoulder tightly. his breathing is already ragged, and he's fully hard by the time lance is done stretching him.]
[He retracts his hand, coating himself up with a generous amount of lube before lining himself up. Lance can't wait any longer, needs to feel him, every bit. He thrusts into Keith a little more roughly than usual, but he knows Keith can handle it and he wants it as bad.]
[the sudden thrust gets a sharp cry out of keith, back arching off the bed.] Ah--! [but he doesn't try to get him to stop, instead grabbing onto him and rocking his hips into him.]
[he's kissing back when the movement starts, and he moans into it, gripping and slightly tugging on his hair.
[he loves him, too, he loves him with everything he has to give him. he can't say it out loud right now, but it's in the way he touches him, the way he kisses back, the way his legs wrap around him to pull him into his thrusts.]
[And he knows it. Lance can feel it in all those motions and the little noises Keith makes. He breathes hard in between their messy kisses, driving deep and hard into his boyfriend's body. There will be a time for slow and passionate later. For now, it's pure desperation.]
[keith isn't still or silent, when it's like this. there's no denying that lance knows how to move. even if his fighting can be sub-par, he has amazing control over his body, and times like this are where that shines.
[it manifests in grateful whispers of lance's name on his boyfriend's tongue, in desperate kisses that keith can't upkeep because he's distracted by how good it feels to have lance inside him. this isn't going to last even ten minutes, but he doesn't really care about that. he just wants release, the closeness of laying together, and the talk that'll eventually lead to round two.]
[As does he. ...as does he. He can't be as amazing as Keith when it comes to sparring or even piloting or....well? Most anything he wants to be best at. But he can make Keith feel good. And for now, it's a start. He'll deal with the rest later, eventually. Now, as long as he can make the love of his life feel amazing, it's a success.
There's faint murmurs in between kisses as he continues, more confessions of love, love and want and need. Lance is getting close now. He strokes Keith harder, not quite in time with his thrusts because he can't focus enough to get it all together, but it's there.
[the pressure building up in him has to go somewhere. there are plenty of times they communicate during sex, talk about what they're doing, check every step of the way, but this isn't that. this is a base need to be with one another, after missing a part of their heart for so long.
[it's consistent, driving, and it's not meant to last as long as possible. the steady build has to flow over at some point, and when he's close, keith arches up into him, gasping and pulling at his shoulder.]
F-fuck, Lance, I'm--a-ah! [it hits him hard and suddenly, and his body shudders into a full lockup as he comes.]
[Lance hits his peak almost immediately after, biting hard onto Keith's shoulder as he spills inside of him. His hips still move in hard, jerky moments, riding out his orgasm and he tries to prolong Keith's pleasure as well.
He's trembling with exertion and aftershocks afterwards, barely able to keep himself propped up. Right now, he's moments away from just collapsing on top of him.
A breathless laugh escapes his lips, and there are more than a few tears at the corners of his eyes as he regards the other teen below him.]
[keith pushes himself up on the bed when he sees lance like that, pulling up away from him slightly so that he can yank lance down onto the bed next to him and tug him in against his chest and hold him properly. he's breathless and still panting, slightly, but those were tears on his boyfriend's face. all he wants is to hold him now, and press kisses to that stupidly soft hair.]
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bakerstreet2016-10-06 01:24 pm
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Fuck... Lance... [the second finger stings a bit, but he's always kind of liked that.]
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No. No, I wanna hear you. Don't you dare hold back, not one noise.
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[he's grabbing the pillow above his head, fingers twisting in the fabric while the other hand holds onto lance's shoulder tightly. his breathing is already ragged, and he's fully hard by the time lance is done stretching him.]
Lance, come on.
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[He retracts his hand, coating himself up with a generous amount of lube before lining himself up. Lance can't wait any longer, needs to feel him, every bit. He thrusts into Keith a little more roughly than usual, but he knows Keith can handle it and he wants it as bad.]
Keith, Keith...
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Fuck... Fuck, Lance...
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[He kisses him hard, only letting Keith have a brief adjustment period before his hips start moving. Lance can't stop himself.]
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[he loves him, too, he loves him with everything he has to give him. he can't say it out loud right now, but it's in the way he touches him, the way he kisses back, the way his legs wrap around him to pull him into his thrusts.]
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[it manifests in grateful whispers of lance's name on his boyfriend's tongue, in desperate kisses that keith can't upkeep because he's distracted by how good it feels to have lance inside him. this isn't going to last even ten minutes, but he doesn't really care about that. he just wants release, the closeness of laying together, and the talk that'll eventually lead to round two.]
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There's faint murmurs in between kisses as he continues, more confessions of love, love and want and need. Lance is getting close now. He strokes Keith harder, not quite in time with his thrusts because he can't focus enough to get it all together, but it's there.
And he keeps murmuring his name.]
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[it's consistent, driving, and it's not meant to last as long as possible. the steady build has to flow over at some point, and when he's close, keith arches up into him, gasping and pulling at his shoulder.]
F-fuck, Lance, I'm--a-ah! [it hits him hard and suddenly, and his body shudders into a full lockup as he comes.]
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He's trembling with exertion and aftershocks afterwards, barely able to keep himself propped up. Right now, he's moments away from just collapsing on top of him.
A breathless laugh escapes his lips, and there are more than a few tears at the corners of his eyes as he regards the other teen below him.]
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I missed you.
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[He burrows his head into Keith's shoulder, shoulders hitching a little. Keith is here. He hasn't lost him. He hasn't failed to protect him.]
I didn't know if... The way you were, after that fight, I...
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[he cards fingers through lance's hair, kissing the top of his head again and again, gentle and quiet.]
I'm... really relieved, that you're okay.
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[Because Lance really did think he was going to get a heart attack when Keith went in against Zarkon.]
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[his voice is strained, slightly. keith is a little scared of that; he'd risk too much for lance, and he knows it.]
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[Even if he knows he'd give up everything for Keith as well. Lance just pulls him in tighter, somehow.]
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It's okay. I'm here now.
[and he isn't going anywhere. not tonight.]
I love you.
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[He reaches up, trailing a finger along his jaw.]
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[he pulls back so that he can get a proper angle to kiss lance at.]