I was gonna have my own drawing but I didn't have time to finish it so for now I will have this picture ^^^

Once again I feel like I'm posting chapters after a very long time and I think you should get used to it because school is getting to me...

Oh, and I have this idea of a new Klance book that I will post right after I finish this one :)

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I may have been the red paladin, and have a lion with strength of fire, but this is the first time I'm burning this much.

Not just in my stomach or my face. No, it's my whole body, flames all around me, inside me, and it's devouring me. I'm burning and this warmth is too much for me.

I can't make out what is what. If the pressure on my lips is even real, or if I'm standing or flying. I can't feel something solid under my feet, and I don't know what I'm doing with my hands.

My stomach is filled with huge hungry flames that is eating me up from the inside and I don't know if I like this new feeling or not. My whole body is tingling; it's like I'm drunk by the Nunlea all over again but I'm so much more aware now. All my senses are running like crazy, and I feel so much that I can't even feel right, see right, hear and smell right. Everything just crashes in my head.

I pay attention to what must be a hand on my back, digging fingers into my spine. It's pulling me closer and closer but I don't even know what close is anymore.

Another hand. Cupping my neck and fingers entangled in my hair, playing with it. I don't know what I'm doing with my hands. There is only one thing that matters.

And it's Lance, all around me, his lips on mine. I may never have been kissed, but he sure makes me feel like a professional. Like I did this everyday. If it's like this to kiss someone, I wouldn't resist. I wouldn't be able to. It's too much at once. The touch, the closeness. The affection. Real affection. Not like with Marc.

His hands massage my scalp and I gasp, close my eyes and breathe out through my nose, sighing into his mouth and lifting my hands to grip something. I fiddle with his shirt, twirling the fabric around my fingers, tugging at it to both keep me upright and bring him closer. As soon as I do so, I can only feel Lance all around me. It's so intense I almost stumble backwards.

His mouth moves against mine like he had done this a hundred times, and I don't doubt he has. I wonder how many other lips has been on his. How many he has kissed and made them feel as special and wanted as I'm feeling right now. The new feeling is strong enough for me to get distracted by my questions, and I tilt my head up, trying to get more of him. It's burning everywhere, there is too much Lance around me and not even he can cool me down. Blue lion and all, but maybe it's the fact that he has changed to Red that he can set me on fire. I wonder if him and Red shared powers with each other or something.

But it's burning too much. It feels like I'm running a fever, like I'm standing and facing the sun without sunscreen. Soon I will get a really bad sunburn, and it's after I step away from the sun that I realize how much it stings, that I shouldn't have been under the sun for so long without protecting my skin.

Is this the same? Will I realize what a mistake this was as soon as I stop kissing Lance? Will my heart sting as much as my face would by the sun?

But right now, it doesn't matter. I want that tan skin, so I need to stay under the sun a little more. I can take the consequences later. Right now I need this wave of heat inside me, this tingling feeling sending jolts of electricity through my whole body and the pressure on my lips and his hand in my hair and my hand on his arm and,

everything is just right. I never thought kissing would be this good. I wonder why I haven't done it earlier.

But then every feeling just dies out when Lance tilt his head away from mine to catch his breath and I gasp. His cheeks are tinted red, even if his skin is quite dark, and his eyes are half lidded, a darker shade of blue than normal, his jacket almost falling off his shoulders and I have never seen him like this.

I didn't think I would see a new side of Lance anytime soon but now I have. This isn't a sleepy and vulnerable Lance, or a wise Lance. This isn't a homesick Lance or a Lance that is teaching me spanish.

This is a Lance I just kissed. Flustered and blushing Lance, looking into my eyes with a expression that shows that he is clearly surprised of what he just did but at the same time... proud?
He's breathing heavily and glancing down at my lips like he wants to capture them with his own again, but needs time to fully realize what just happened.

Me, on the other hand, are really realizing what just happened, and it makes me colder and colder by every second until the flame inside me is dead, the hungry fire finally replete.
I feel my face just loosing all its heat and I know I'm getting paler and paler.

Lance doesn't seem to notice as he hesitantly lets out a chuckle mixed with a exhale, and he looks down at our feet standing too close to each other as he shake his head with a big smile on his face.

I just stare at him, a terrified expression on my face and a terrifyingly sharp feeling in my throat.

Oh God, oh God, oh no no no...

"W-woah", Lance stutters and speaks what I'm thinking. "I'm... Dios Mios..."
He hides his very red face behind his hands, shaking his head again and laughing uncomfortably. "I just kissed you. That just happened... ohmygod..."

Wow. Even now he's so... full of himself.

That finalize everything as I stumble backwards and press my fingers to my lips to feel them already being cold and I wish I could capture the moment we just had in my hand just to look down at it sometimes and remind me that it happened. I don't want to forget how it felt to kiss him anytime soon - maybe never - but I know I will. Because this will never happen ever again.

"...Keith? Buddy? You okay?"

Okay? Everyone should know I'm very far from okay, and won't be okay for a while.

I didn't think it would be this soon I needed to leave, but now I have to. Especially when this happened. Goddammit, now I will look back to this way too often, and I know it will distract me from anything.

I'm shaking. Every nerve is trembling. I have a hard pressure over my chest and have to squeeze my breaths out.
Lance tries to reach for me but I shake my head, I lift my hands up and back away, making Lance frown and lose his blush.

"No..." I choke out and clear my throat, gathering my composure - or whatever composure I have left - and wonder when the hell I got this soft, this dramatic. It isn't me, or maybe it always have been and this moment just triggered this new side of me to show.

"No", I say again, louder and steadier. But in actuality I'm the complete opposite of steady. It feels like I could fall when I'm already on the ground. "No. Stay away from me. Just... No." I breathe out sharply through my nose and close my eyes hard before opening them again and seeing Lance closer to me than before. I back away again and keep repeating the word no in different tones. "No, I have to leave. You have to let me leave. I need to get away... I'm gonna leave and none of you can s-stop me." My lips starts to quiver and my voice lose its strenght. "I've had enough of t-this... Lance, just..."

Lance takes one step towards me, engulfing me in his arms and I break. I don't cry, but I still break.

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I HAVE SO MUCH TO DO OH MA GAAHHDDD