(( Smut warning! Also... I feel so bad for Shiro and Matt right now. Don't kill me lol.))

Adam wasn't a good shot to say the very least. Lotor had never given him any formal training with weapons or anything like that. He'd pretty much had a gun thrown at him, and that was how he knew anything at all.

Luckily, he'd picked up on how to operate a paintball gun, otherwise he would've had zero chance at all. As he wandered around the forest, he was aimlessly strolling. There was nobody else in sight. That was until he bumped into Shiro.

Then there was Matt and Pidge, who'd teamed up. They found a tree with a structure built about twenty feet in the air, supported by branches. It was a shack made from wood and such, and there was a ladder to get up there. Their plan was to pick off the competition, then go off their separate ways.

" You should really talk to Shiro." Pidge told her brother while the two looked out the tiny window. It was barely a window at all. There wasn't a pane of glass or anything fancy like that; it was just a hole.

" Pidge..." Matt groaned. " It's not that easy."

" Uh, yeah, it kind of is. You're just being a drama queen about it." She rolled her eyes. Truthfully, she'd been waiting far too long to see them get together. They liked each other, they wanted to be together, and that was that. Why the fuck did it have to be so complicated? Exactly. It didn't.

" We were drunk. For all I know, he'll tell me that it was a one time thing..." Matt looked down.

" Is that what you're scared of?" Pidge questioned. Matt lowly nodded, and she sighed, realizing that it wasn't just Matt being a sissy about it. He was genuinely worried, and didn't know if he was actually prepared to hear what Shiro had to say.

" Listen." Pidge put a hand on his shoulder. " If he really thought it was a one time thing, he wouldn't be following you around to talk. I think he's... he's just as confused as you are."

" Oh no." Matt's eyes widened. " God, I'm so stupid!" He smacked his palm against his forehead. " What if he thinks I regret it and I'm embarrassed?!" He'd been so focused on what Shiro might've had to say, that he didn't even think about his own actions.

" I'm sure he-" Pidge began, but then her light orange eyes became as large as saucers. She kept her line of vision in one spot, not letting her eyes stray. Matt became confused, then looked where his sister was. It was too late, and she didn't have time to deter him before he got an eyeful of it.

About fifty feet from the tree stand, there was something that horrified them both, causing the siblings to freeze. Shiro was there, as was Adam, but they weren't separate. Specifically, their lips had met together, and Matt felt himself shaking as he sat there. Shiro wasn't pushing him away, Shiro just seemed shocked. Then there was Adam, who looked like he was perfectly fine with what they were doing. Hell! His hand was even on Shiro's cheek!

Matt felt his eyes fill with tears, and Pidge snapped out of her trance. She moved her paintball gun, then began firing at them both to break it up. Green paintballs barraged through the air, and splatted on both Shiro and Adam not but a few seconds later. Adam broke off of him, and Shiro took a step back.

Matt covered his mouth, not knowing what he was supposed to be feeling in that situation. He couldn't figure out if he was mortified, humiliated, or livid. Maybe he was majorly devastated. His mind was confused, but ultimately hurt. He felt like choking Adam out, but at the same time, slapping Shiro for not pushing him away. Had Shiro only been using him? Was he nothing to Shiro?

Pidge had never looked so scary in her entire life. If her brother hadn't known better, he would've assumed that Pidge was some bloodthirsty demon that had crawled out of hell.

Someone had some god damn explaining to do.

...

Later, Hunk and Shay had won the flag together. Perhaps they were the only people who were actually focused on the objective. There was only supposed to be one winner, but they wanted to share.

Matt's face was tear stained, puffy, and irritated from the crying he'd done in the tree stand. Then there were Keith and Lance, who were both red from something else. Lance smirked over at his boyfriend, and Keith was struggling to keep his composure.

Everyone had met up back at the main entrance.

" Woah... Matt, buddy?" Hunk asked him, letting his face sink in concern. When sad, Hunk was like some sort of wounded puppy, and it was definitely one of the most disheartening things known to mankind. " Are you okay?"

Matt stared at the ground coldly.

" I'm fine..." He murmured, and Pidge shook her head at Hunk. That was his signal not to press about it.

Keith and Lance were glued on each other, and it made everybody wonder if they needed a moment alone together. PDA was something they'd come not to give a rat's ass about. Lance kissed his boyfriend's nose cutely, then his cheeks. He let his hands remain on Keith's hips while the smaller boy's rested on his shoulders.

" Guys, really?" Shiro asked them as they did nothing short of making out.

Keith looked over at his brother, who was utterly drenched in green paint.

" Holy shit. Pidge got you good." He snickered, and Lance saw Adam was covered as well.

" Adam, too." The taller boy added.

Funny, Shiro seemed to be uncomfortable with Lance and Keith kissing in front of everyone. That was positively rich to Matt. He forced himself to keep his feet planted on the ground, and not storm back to the car.

" Yeah." Shiro chuckled while looking down at his vest. He'd never seen where Pidge shot him from, and that was all the more impressive. Maybe he was too busy being suddenly pressed back by Adam's lips to focus on that. He still had no idea what to do about it, or what he was supposed to tell Adam. For one thing, Matt was still avoiding him, what did that mean? Was he supposed to not bring it up?

Speaking of Matt, Shiro glanced over at him. His fists were clenched as he stood stiff and fixated his gaze downward.

Lance smiled at Keith, holding him closer.

Keith bit his lip, standing on his toes. He leaned to whisper by Lance's ear, seeming very innocent in his actions. His words, however... there was no way that they were the same.

" Maybe we could have some fun once we get back, hm?" The shorter male breathed down Lance's neck, and the other's tanned cheeks grew extremely red. His whole face was practically as bright as Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer's nose. He grinned in a seductive manner, paying everyone else zero attention.

" Hell yeah." He purred, and Keith smiled while leaning on his chest. Holy fuck did Lance ever feel lovesick. It was like Keith had put a love spell on him or something.

Everyone loaded into the cars that they'd taken. Almost everyone had something on their mind. Matt was hurt and ready to punch Adam square in the face. Shiro was conflicted and lost. Adam was proud of himself. Pidge was ready to give Shiro a stern talking to. Hunk and Shay both felt accomplished. And Keith and Lance? What else would they be thinking of besides cock? It seemed to be a recurring subject with them.

After arriving back at the mansion, Matt swiftly walked inside. Pidge was hot on his trail while following him and hoping to comfort him.

Lance stepped out of the car, carefully sweeping Keith off of his feet once he emerged.

Keith felt himself in Lance's arms within the blink of an eye. He was caught off guard at first, but as Lance smiled down at him, his face softened into a fond look. It was insane how fast they'd become almost inseparable.

" How about we head up to my room, Baby?" Lance asked down Keith's neck sultrily. He hadn't been expecting to get laid on that day, but now it was all his brain would think about.

Keith blushed deeply.

" You don't have to ask me twice..." He smirked up at him, and Lance felt butterflies inside of his stomach while carrying him inside. The amount of regard he had for other's opinions right then was none. Though nearly everyone in the mansion knew what they were on their way to do, Keith and Lance were content and accepted it. Hiding their relationship was pointless, and holding back was impossible.

Lance had a hell of a time getting Keith up the stairs, but he somehow managed it. The smaller boy was beyond puzzled when Lance opened the door Keith's room.

" I thought you wanted to go to your room?" Keith raised an eyebrow.

" I do. I just wanted to grab something first." Lance licked his lips, pushing the door open and walking in like he owned his boyfriend's bedroom, which he sort of did.

" Are you out of lube?" Keith thought out loud.

" Not exactly." Lance went for Keith's nightstand and opened up one of the drawers. Had anyone else seen what was inside of it, they would've been embarrassed, but Lance already knew what was in there. And he had the intention to get some good use out of it.

Keith covered his mouth when he saw Lance take out his vibrator. OH?! So that's how things were going to go?

" L-Lance-" Keith stammered, but before he could put together a sentence, his boyfriend was already taking his hand and leading him from the room. Keith felt himself barely able to keep up as he was shoved inside of Lance's room seductively. Lance slammed the door behind himself and locked it. He took Keith, pinning him back against the door and meeting their lips together passionately.

Keith felt his eyes bulge while feeling that Lance was already hard in his jeans. The hard-on Lance had was prodding at his thigh, begging to be noticed through his pants.

As to why Lance was being so kinky, he had no clue. Keith wasn't going to complain about it, though. Not when it was so refreshingly different and sexy.

" You have no idea how badly I wanted to do this earlier~" Lance whispered, biting at Keith's neck and sucking hickeys up to the surface of his pale skin. Keith moaned from the very sensitive part of his neck being bombarded with kisses.

" Lance, fuck~" Keith shuddered, raspily whining in his ear. " Fuck me... please..."

" I'm getting to that." Lance growled at him dominantly. He tugged at the bottom of Keith's shirt, soon pulling it up and over his head. He whipped it to the floor, throwing his own shirt aside as well.

Their bare skin rubbed together in the room that seemed ever more steamy. Both of their hearts shared the same rapid heartbeat as their lips crashed together yet again. Keith gasped while Lance grabbed him through his leggings, massaging his cock and coaxing it toward being fully hard.

" So hot..." Lance praised. He was ready to tease Keith a bit, and enjoy every last second of it. " Do you want it?"

" Yes! Sh-Shit!" Keith quivered. Lance picked his boyfriend up, kissing him combatively while carrying him to the bed. He let the shorter boy drop to the sheets, crawling over him the second he made contact with the bed.

Keith couldn't decide if he was excited or scared, but either way, he was living for the way Lance was touching him, feeling down his body and caressing it. That was when he remembered the vibrator, and thought about everything Lance could do to him with it. Damn, Keith didn't want to waste another moment.

Lance hastily yanked Keith's leggings down and tore them away from his legs. He threw the article of clothing over his shoulder, smirking while doing the same with his skimpy underwear.

Keith squeezed his eyes shut and tried to keep his lips sealed. Lance was fondling his cock without delay, but soon he paused. Keith popped an eye open to see Lance grabbing lube from the nightstand.

The shorter male's legs were thrown apart, and he shivered with anticipation as Lance flipped the vibrator on.

Lance had never been this kinky with Keith specifically, but with previous people... he was as experienced as hell. He'd been a dom, a master, hell, even a daddy before. And right then, Lance wanted to take total control over Keith. He'd wanted to get back at Keith for splitting away from him earlier in the day.

He stared up at Keith while letting the vibrator make contact with the smaller boy's member. He ran it up the hardened shaft, teasing the tip with it. And the gasp that it elicited from Keith was more than just music to Lance's ears. It was his favorite sound, a song that he could jam out to all night long.

Keith covered his mouth as his head thrashed to the side. His hips bucked as vibrations ran rampant all along his cock.

" You like that, don't you?" Lance licked his lips, devilishly keeping his eyes locked on Keith.

Keith could only answer with a broken cry, and then another gasp as Lance proceeded to rub lubricant all over his rim. It was so cold, yet it was so refreshing. Lance knew how to touch him just right, and Keith was grateful for that. If they'd been inexperienced with each other, there would've been so much fumbling, but there wasn't. Lance was aware of every sweet spot Keith had.

Lance slowly slid a couple fingers into Keith's entrance, scissoring him open while his boyfriend groaned in response. He took the pulsating toy, pressing it to Keith's rim and letting it prod there for a moment. He just wanted to see Keith's reaction.

" L-Lance! AH!" Keith cried out pitifully, shaking uncontrollably. And he only got louder as Lance inserted the oval shaped toy into Keith.

Keith's eyes were squeezed shut, but some water escaped from the corners of them. He whined and moved to frantically pump his member. He could already feel himself getting close from the shockingly ample amount of stimulation he was receiving.

Lance palmed himself, finding satisfaction in the noises Keith was making. Yep, that was his boyfriend alright. Sexy, undone, and not even bothering to keep down his volume.

He wanted to fuck the shorter boy so that he couldn't walk right for that following week. He wanted to caress his body and familiarize himself with every curve Keith had. Lance loved him, and he would've done just about anything to prove it to him. It didn't matter if he loved him 'too soon.' Lance had fallen hard, and there was nobody who could pick him back up from the abyss that was Keith.

" You're so pretty like this, Baby..." Lance praised him. " I fucking love it." He added with a very audible purr. Watching the desperate way Keith touched himself should have made Lance want to slap his hand away, but it was quite the opposite in this case. Lance loved knowing that he had the power to help, but he was only watching. Keith got to wait for it, and that was his form of punishment for the smaller boy splitting up from him.

Keith choked on air, whining and almost losing it.

" Fuck!" Keith sobbed from pleasure. " C-cumming!"

" So soon?" Lance teased while massaging his cock through the material of his coarse boxers. " That's no fun..." He licked his lips, and Keith inevitably released all over himself. Cum shot up to paint his abs, and a drop of it even spurted up to Lance's chin. The larger male contently licked it off, watching Keith struggle to handle the powerful climax.

This was only the beginning. Lance was going to fuck Keith long and hard, passionately drive him into the mattress. And he was going to enjoy every sweet moment of it.

(( Yeah, the smut is great... but does anyone else wanna go find Matt and hug him with me? Poor bby.))