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Water drips down from Lance’s hair. He stand in front of an empty bed. The apartment is quite. It feels a bit lonely, when no one is at home. Even lonelier when you have to sleep on your own. Normally he would now sit on the floor, so Keith could dry his hair, but Keith is on a work trip. And Shiro, Shiro would normally cuddle him to sleep. But today he called that he would be late. They found a bug in their code and the deadline is soon, so they have to finish up quickly. So Lance had to eat dinner alone. Had to watch television alone and has to go to bed alone. He doesn’t like it. But he couldn’t do anything about it, so he lays down. He closes his eyes. The bed feels cold without his husbands. This is not how he wants the day to end. So he cracks his eyes open, lights up the night lamp and searches trough his night table.
«It should be somewhere here. Ah, found it!»
Lance puts it on top of the night table. It is a small statue of a dolphin. A souvenir of their honeymoon in Costa Rica. A time spend with Shiro and Keith he holds dear. The memories make him feel warm. He hopes Shiro sees it, before he falls asleep. He puts out the light and cuddles into the quilt. Now sleep overcomes him quickly.
A few hours later Shiro stands before their apartment. He is trying to open their door as silently as he can. It was already late, and he was sure Lance would be asleep. He doesn’t want to wake him. His plan is to quickly and silently prepare for bed and then carefully get in bed, cuddling Lance and falling into a blissful slumber. He puts his bag on the couch as well as his clothes. Only in his boxers he makes his way to their bedroom. He opens the door and was welcomed with the sight of Lance laying like a starfish on their bed, the quilt hanging of the bed, most of it lying on the floor. He chuckles. That’s Lance in a nutshell. He tiptoes to the bed and bends down to get the quilt. On his way to tuck Lance in his eyes halt on the night stand, more precisely on their dolphin. A gleam finds its way to his tired eyes. Lance seemed to have good ideas before bed. Probably thought of their honeymoon. Or more likely the sex they had and the titbits they found out about themselves. At least it sure made him horny, otherwise he wouldn’t have put it out for him to find. So Shiro does the opposite of his plans. Tucking in Lance would be counterproductive, so he folds the quilt and puts it at the foot of the bed. He looks down at Lance, properly, and takes in his naked form. Quickly he looses his boxers as well and crawls carefully on top of Lance. How far could he take it, before Lance wakes up? We will see.
Shiro starts at Lance's neck, kissing his way down slowly to his nipples. Carefully he takes them in his mouth, sucking lightly on them.
«Hmmm.» Shiro glances up, but it seemed Lance was still deeply asleep. He was only making adorable noises while asleep, like he does every time. It was exactly these that he loved. A soft Lance under him, with his cute adorable noises, it made him unbelievably hard.
He makes his way down, down to Lance's cock, which was limp. He takes him in his hand, and positions his mouth above it. He opens his mouth and lets a drizzle of salvia drip down on Lance's cock. He slowly moves his hand up and down, movement made easier by his salvia. Further cute noises leave Lance’s slightly open mouth. Shiro nearly groans out loud, wanting to respond to his partners sweet noises with his own, but no, he needs to hold them in. He wants to keep Lance asleep for a bit longer. Thou Lance was not waking up, his little buddy was. A desire to swallow Lance’s cute cock, still a bit limp but mostly filled out, arises in Shiro. Shiro really wants to take him in his mouth, but what if it awakens Lance? It would take the fun away. But it seemed that Lance was still deep in his dreams. If he goes slowly it surely shouldn’t wake him? He slowly takes Lance's tip into his mouth. A breathy moan leaves Lance's mouth, but his eyes stay closed. Slowly he takes the cock deeper and deeper into his mouth. This feels somehow new. He sucked Lance's cock a lot of times, but he never had the peace to go so slowly. To take everything in. There was no begging Lance, no demanding Keith, no hips thrusting, no need to push them down, to take control over a writhing body. And normally there was no need to be this careful. But now, one wrong move could wake up Lance, ending the challenge.
As Shiro took Lance down his throat wholly, he felt a deep satisfaction. He could do this without waking Lance up, making him rock hard in his sleep. How far can he still go. Slowly he pulls himself of of Lance. Lance’s wet dick slaps onto his stomach. Shiro searches for a pillow, which he pulls closer. Than he carefully positions it under Lance's butt, so he has a good sight on his hole, which was already winking at him, as if wanting to be filled up. Shiro can’t help himself and groans. He licks down from Lance's balls down his creek and over his hole, where he halts. Slowly he swirls it first around, but it was loose from Lance still being asleep, so he reached into him, tasting him. Shiro wanted to take his time, but his dick seemed to be desperate to be buried in the hot body under him. But Shiro tries to preserve, a bit more. He could do it. He licks deeper into Lance. He slowly makes the hole move wider and wider, so he could penetrate him deeper and deeper. But if he wanted to go on he needed to find lube first. He sits up from his hunched down position. Lance was sprawled before him, his dick leaking and still asleep. Shiro leans over him getting lube and a lube syringe out of the night stand. He wants Lance to sleep a bit more, so he needs to tread as carefully as he could, so he first lubes up a finger, with which he slowly penetrates him, he tries to lube him up well, with his fingers, but he knew this wasn’t enough if he wanted him to sleep this trough, so he prepares the lube syringe. After he fills it up, he inserts it carefully as deep as he could into Lance and then he lets the lube spill out into Lance.
«Hnnng.» Shiro looks up. Lance's face contorts and his eyelids flutter. He waits, looking up at Lance if he is going to wake up After a while Shiro relaxes. No, it seems he was lucky. Lance went back to sleep, even thou it i couldn’t have been comfortable. He was still filled up with something wet and cold and his dick was rock hard. But Shiro doesn’t mind, why should he? At least he can go through with his plans.
He lubes up his dick and positions it at Lance's entrance. Slowly he feeds Lance's rear with his dick, stopping every time it seemed Lance was waking up, waiting for him to fall back asleep. It was a sweet torture, but as he was fully sheathed in sleeping Lance, he knew it was worth everything. Now it was time to wake Lance up. He leans over him, and whispers in his ear: «Lance, sweetheart, wake up, or I will be the only one having fun.»
Lance stirs. Shiro peppers kisses from Lance's ear to his mouth, and as his lips land on Lance's mouth, he pulls out quickly, so he can piston into him, while kissing him awake.
«Ahhhhng» Something has torn Lance out of his sweet dream of Shiro and Keith. His sight still blurry he tries to make out what is going out. He feels something inside him, stirring him up, making it hard to understand what is going on. He feels like he is being devoured on both sides. A demanding mouth lies on his, a tongue is invading his mouth, making him feel like he is about to be eaten. Down their he feels something hitting his core, making wave after wave of hotness roll over him. Wanting to get a bit air, and hoping to find some clarity he tries to flee the demanding mouth, but big hands find their way to the back of his head keeping him right their in place, tongue licking into him, taking and taking more and more, while he is losing more and more of his sanity.
With a load moan and « Shiro! Shiro I’m ahh» Lance is cumming in between them, painting their stomachs white. Shiro is near as well, he was holding back a lot already, so Lance's orgasm, his walls spasming around him, ends him and he buries himself into Lance with a groan and paints his walls white as well. He collapses onto Lance.
«Uff, move Shiro. You’re heavy.»
«Hmmm, I’m sleepy.»
Lance laughs. «Yeah, i am not shocked, it is 3.00 am. Lets go to sleep.»
Shiro looks up at him and gives him a peck «OK» and rolls off of him. Lance gets the sheets from their feet and puts them over them and then he buries himself into Shiro’s arms. «Thanks Shiro, I really needed this.»
«You don’t have to thank me. You know I love this as much as you do.»
«I know. You tell me that every time, but sometimes it is not as easy to believe, when I can’t perceive you and how you feel while doing this.»
«Hmm. But that’s exactly the thing that makes this so sexy. I like seeing you aroused while you are asleep, even better when I am the cause of it. So you don’t need to overthink it. You know that’s why we actually thaught of the system with our little souvenir.»
«Yeah so I could give you consent and you could decide if you wanted to do this or not.»
«Exactly.» Lance feels Shiro's lips touching his forehead. His body relaxes, assured by his husband. A smile finds it’s way on his lips.
«Good night, Shiro»
«Good night, Sweetheart»