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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi, Other
  Fandom:
      Voltron:_Legendary_Defender
  Relationship:
      Keith/Lance/Shiro_(Voltron)
  Character:
      Shiro_(Voltron), Keith_(Voltron), Lance_(Voltron)
  Additional Tags:
      Threesome, Brat, Dom/sub, Switching, Asphyxiation, Light_Bondage,
      Spanking, shklance_-_Freeform, shance, SHEITH_-_Freeform, klance,
      Polyamory, BDSM, ongoing, non-linear_prompts
  Collections:
      Thick_Like_A_Milkshake
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-03-06 Words: 3214
****** Not Safe For Space ******
by GreenFlamedWriter
Summary
     I'll add more tags as this progress later.
     I wanted to have a place to put all my prompts for both future
     Voltron NSFW troupes and for ideas that I had, it keeps them all
     together and gives you guys and update.
     Long story short. This is where all my nasty NSFW stuff is going.
     Want to see Lance be a bratty sub? Or Shiro finally snapping and
     Keith being the centre of it all.
     Shklance. Shance.
Notes
     Since in the future they will be a NSFW prompt just like last time I
     want to be ready but also have a place to put ALL my smutty stuff so
     you guys are updated whenever and wherever. (Shakira joke coz I'm a
     weeb)
 
Shiro was well aware if the dynamic he had, with both the Red and Blue Paladin.
Keith, he had to coax out slowly like a shy animal. Their first time was slow
and soft. And it has never changed, Keith always has walls up so taking the
time to peel all that back, layer by layer was worth it. Making Keith become
undone so slowly was the highlight if Shiros life.
 
He thought of Keith laying back on the blanket, his hair spilling out like ink
over the white pillows and his usual pale skin glowed red. And his lilac
covered eyes were unfocused looking everywhere but Shiro, and he was so...
small .
 Shiro could just wrap his one arm around him, and when he gasped Shiro’s name…
 Shiro knew he should take it slow, his hand brushing through soft skin, lazily
rolling his hips and when Keith gasped his mouth opened into a perfect ‘o’ his
lips flushed and wet, Shiro leaned down and kissed biting the skin softly.
Keith’s answering mewl had heat shooting through Shiro’s spine.
 He wondered if some part of Keith wanted to be rough or do this differently.
But when he stared up at him gasping through a bit ridden mouth, Shiro found he
couldn't care less as long as Keith was enjoying himself.  Which he certainly
seemed to be doing.
 
 When Keith showed this side, Shiro found it very hard to leave marks, he
gently gripped Keiths hips raising him up and slowly grinding into a tight wet
heat that was practically heaven.
Keith reached out to him, his fingers circling around the back of Shiro’s neck.
It was like a puppy wagging at its master.
 Shiro moved down, wanting to bury himself withinn Keith hold him tight, he
whispered sweet nothings, into his ear then licked along the shell. Keith was
shaking, tears streaming down his eyes.
 “You’re doing so well for me, kitten. Taking it all in. Such a good boy.”
Keith gasped his hands tightened their hold in his hair.
“That’s it, do you feel it?” Keith nodded and even Shiro glanced down seeing
Keiths cock pressed against his stomach red raw and leaking pre cum along his
belly. Shiro reached out rubbing his thumb against the slit.
 Keith hissed, burying his face into the crook of Shiro’s shoulder. Shiro
chuckled never stopping his pace he didn't slow down or speed up.
 Keith never seemed to mind going slow, he showed no complaints.
“Shiro, please.” With that one request Shiro picked up his pace, the sound of
his cock re-entering making a wet squelching sound, Keith meeped beyond
mortified but as the pleasure raked through his spine he found in no way did he
care.
 Shiro started grunting in his ear, and that was more of a turn on than
anything else happening to him.
 Keith’s moans grew louder, his body spasmed trying to rock back against Shiro
in kind.
Keith came with a shout, and fell back limp his whole body shivering he even
groaned when Shiro kept going, and came with a shout, Shiro pulled out and came
all over him.
Keith could only lay there, his chest heaving as he looked up at Shiro. He
looked so thoroughly fucked Shiro couldn’t help but go down on him for another
round.
 Besides Keith’s screams and shouts, there were no complaints.


 While Lance was the complete opposite, there wasn't a shy bone in his body-
none that shiro could detect anyway, Lance was what you could call a brat.
 
 He always teased Shiro, with his words and his body. He was beyond obnoxious
and always managed to push all of Shiro's buttons.
 When Shiro told him not to do something, he would go ahead and do it. If Shiro
told him to be quiet, he would be loud. If he told Lance not to touch himself
for the next three days, well...why was he even surprised to find Lance, lying
on Shiro’s bed.
With his hands underneath his boxer briefs, the fabric concealed most of
everything but by the wet sounds and Lances eyes filled with pleasurable mirth,
he knew what he was doing.
 Shiro knew this game, and if he’d be honest... a part of him likes it.
 Someone questioning his authority and irritating him at every turn, it’s like
Lance wants to be punished.
 
 “You’re really doing that? When anyone can just walk in?” Lance smirked his
movements moving to a tentaful slow.
 “Hmm, maybe I was waiting for someone to fuck me better than you can.”
Shiro gave nothing away his face a stoic mask, but Lance was still waiting for
that tell-tale crack.
 His movements were quick and Lance even cried out when Shiro grabbed him and
maneuvered Lance over his leg.
 Lance moaned, feeling his own erection squished against Shiro’s leg. Unable to
move or gain any friction.
 Shiro wasted no time in sliding soft fabric down Lance’s backside, revealing a
plump ass just waiting to be struck, Shiro stroked his back and he felt Lance
shiver in trepidation.
 Shiro raised his hand and slapped Lance making the boy moan, his whole body
pulled taught.
 “You better start counting, or I won't let you cum.” Shiro warned, and even
now Lance chuckled “Make me.” Shiro used his other hand to grab Lance’s hair
and pull.
 “Those handcuffs are a multifunction, do you really want to wear a cock ring
around Allura?” Shiro stroked Lances back again feeling the body beneath him
tremble.
 
 “Especially in our suits, you can see everything.” Lance almost came from that
alone, Shiro knew and slapped him again.
 Lance flinched his back dipping “Okay- okay! two!”
Shiro smirked and raised his hand again “Three!” Lance sobbed beyond shivering
now, “Fou- wait is that a hardon?” Shiro paused.
 
 Oh god what now
“You are totally turned on by this, you sadist.” Lance giggled, Shiro had had
enough and gripped his skin and lance whimpered “ow- ow, Shiro it hurts!” If it
really did lance would have used a safe word by now.
He was just being a brat.
 
 Shiro sighed “If you can’t behave,” he dumped Lance on the bed and the boy
yeled “Hey!”
Shiro stood up to leave “Maybe I should just leave you here. At least Keith
does as he’s told.”
 Lance stared at Shiro for a solid beat, then he glared “No- don’t you dare go
to that- that fashion dropout!” Lance practically fell over his feet trying to
get to Shiro.
 
 “I promise, I wont mess around this time.” he begged clinging to Shiro’s leg,
the man only raised an eyebrow. Lance pawed at his trousers “Please, punish me.
Do anything to me, just don’t go.”
Shiro reacted grabbing Lance by the legs and slamming him to the floor, the boy
cried out his eyes flashing and reflexifly grabbing Shiro.
 
 “You want to be punished?” Shiro growled hiking Lance’s legs up over his
shoulder, and by the look on the boys face he knew he’d won.
Shiro couldn’t have that as he slipped out his erection wasting no time in
grinding it against Lance’s entrance. He reached out his galra hand glowing and
clasping around Lance’s throat.
 Lance gasped his eyes going wide, just as Shiro thrusted forward.  He
squeezed.
“Shiro!” Lance yelped his body flinching as Shiro gave no warning and thrusted
forward with power, Lance was pounded into a blubbering mess, his eyes dilated
and red flushed his cheeks.
 “Shiro,  Daddy !”
And holy shit, did Lance know which buttons to press, he kept pressure on
Lance’s neck and rolled his hips, feeling Lance’s legs lock around his waist
and even thrusted his own pelvis to meet him head on.
 Tears were streaming down his eyes, and this..this was how Shiro loved seeing
Lance.
 If only he wasn’t such a little shit!
 
“Hold on kitten, just a little more.” Shiro purred feeling the hot burn thrum
through his body, Lance shook his head (Well as much as he could)
 “Let me cum, I need to- it hurts.” Shiro slowed down his pace and even let up
on his grip staring Lance down.
 
 Honestly he could do this all day, he had the patience of a saint. Lance
though? He did not.
“Are you going to apologise?” Lance blinked moving his head sluggishly, he bet
he could barely talk.
 “What?”
“Say you are sorry, you are supposed to be punished right now.” Shiro
demonstrated this with a thrust and Lance practically squealed.
 “Okay Okay- I’m sorry, I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to, Shiro-” The man
chuckled and continued his pace using both hands around Lance’s throat.
 “Just like this, cum like this for daddy.”
“Oh my god.” Lance wheezed his eyes rolling as Shiro pace grew faster, Lance’s
thighs were beyond wet with sweat and precum.
 He couldn’t take much more and Shiro was aware of it, he kept talking egging
Lance on making him cum from being choked.
 Lance cried out his own hands weakly grabbing onto Shiro’s as his orgasm
ripped out from him. Shiro cried out himself falling forward and gripping Lance
as he felt the boys muscles spasm around his cock.
 Shiro rode it out panting into Lance’s neck still rolling his hips and riding
out his own orgasm.
 It was fast, rough and nothing like Keith. And et Shiro didn’t mind this
primal part of himself, usually he hated how Lance would skip foreplay like
this. But what they had was new, both were still figuring out what they liked
and or what they could or couldn’t do.
 
But a part of him was still pissed that Lance skipped foreplay and punishment.
He would have to put a cage on him and use edge play that might change his
attitude.
 
“The choking was new.” Lance said interrupting his thoughts, Shiro came back
and gasped at the red bruising on the boys neck
“Shi- sorry, are you okay?”
“I’m fine, now I know I should tease you more often.” Shiro groaned placing a
hand over his face. He was only encouraging Lances behaviour.
 
So that was his dilema, how could he try new things. If his boys seemed content
with what they had?
 Because sure it was nice throwing Lance over his shoulders, then slamming him
against the wall. Fucking the boy until he was boneless, and putty in his
hands.
 And with Keith he loved to just stroke his smooth skin, he was able to make
him cum from his nipples alone.
 And Shiro loved every bit of it. But...at times he wished they would take care
of him...together. Most times they couldn’t stand being in the same room
together. And Keith seemed to self conscious to try to be dominant. While
Lance...with his bratty behaviour he doubted he could trust him.
 Unless, the reason Lance reacted that way was because he didn’t like it? What
if a part of Lance wanted to be the Dominate and Shiro’s lack of trust was
stopping him. Causing an endless cycle.
 How could he make Keith try new things, and give an opportunity for Lance to
build up his trust?
 
 The thought came to him when the boys were arguing one time.
For once they were the ones that changed things around, without even realising
it.
 “He’s so infuriating!” Keith growled practically slamming his lips against
Shiro’s throat, the man stilled his data pad falling to the floor as he fell
back against the wall.
 Okay this was new, colour Shiro terrified and turned on.
 Keith was practically ripping his clothes off “I mean, why does he always go
on about Rival this and garrison that? Nobody cares!” Keith pushed Shiro to the
floor practically straddling him.
 Shiro could only nod as Keith kissed and mouthed his way down Shiro’s body,
pulling out his cock with a desperation he’d never seen before. Shiro cried out
when Keith’s mouth wrapped around his flesh.
 And he was still talking!
“Ifs mot as ifs I shee him-” Shiro could barely understand what he was saying,
but Keith talking with his mouth full was sending sinful vibrations down his
cock.
 Shiro wrapped his hand around raven locks his eyes going cross eyed. Shit he
might not last long. Keith was licking him up and down like a lollypop, leaving
no skin untouched as his tongue licked around and over. When he pulled back his
cock was wet with saliva a string connecting to Keith’s lips shouldn’t have
been that hot.
 The boy pulled down his trousers spitting on his hand moving his hand behind
him, warning bells flashed through Shiro’s mind.
 “Keith wait- we can get the,” Keith flashed him a warning look, daring him to
finish.
“I’m fine, we had sex this morning.” Shiro pursed his lips, still he didn’t
want Keith to go in dry-
But the boy was still in his haze and seemed to think he was prepped enough, he
wasted no time in lining Shiro’s cock to his entrance.
 Shiro stopped breathing “Keith-” He moaned when the boy pushed down, Shiro’s
cock bending then pushing inside.
 Keith moaned his back arching, and even more strange he felt completely wet
and open. Shiro could only stare in a daze.
 Was this some Galra heat?
And lo and behold Keith was  still  mad.
He growled as he thrusted forward putting all of his hate into his movements “I
wish I could just pin him down and tell him to shut the fuck up, he does it on
purpose!” He snapped his hips again and Shiro was powerless against it.
 Both the sex and the venting.
“I just want to ram my dick down his throat,” He emphasised this with another
thrust. “See if he can talk then, huh?” And god did the commentary do things to
Shiro’s libido. He could just picture it.
 Lance mouthing off and Keith slamming him against the wall, thrusting his hips
as he’s doing now. With that angry hungry stare he’s giving to Shiro.
 Oh god-
He shivered there was no way he could last “Keith- Keith!”
Keith finally focused on him, his eyes still cloudy and lust ridden “That’s it
Shiro, you want to cum don’t you? Go ahead cum inside me.”
Holy Shit!!!
Shiro had died and gone to heaven. He must of blacked out at some point, he
remembered Keith looking worried then cleaning them both up, he was
apologising.
 Wait, that’s not right.
 “Why are you sorry for?” Keith blinked realising Shiro was finally talking, he
gestured “That! That was so...so, out of control. I didn’t mean-”
“Keith, it’s okay. I actually enjoyed it.”
“I mean I’d understand if you’d...wait...what?”
Shiro sat up feeling sore, and yet really good. “I think I have a thing for
power bottoms. You’re a natural.”
Now Keith’s face flushed “I, what?” Shiro shrugged “I’m just saying I wouldn’t
mind doing that again.” Keith fumbled over his words
“I..hmm.” Shiro stood up and held his hand out “Want to take a shower?” Keith
only nodded numbly “I...yeah, yeah a shower sounds good.”
 
Once they had a shower, Keith went off to train to vent some more. While Shiro
went looking for Lance, at first he was expecting a repeat of what happened
earlier. This did sound like an argument and honestly if the two weren’t too
busy tip toeing around each other. Their arguments could end in sex.
 So Shiro had another surprise for the evening when he found Lance at the
observation deck looking up at the stars.
Shiro took a breath and made his way over, he sat beside Lance ready to say
whatever he had to, until he looked at Lance’s face.
 The boy looked as if he was close to tears “Lance? Are you okay?” The teen
flinched, not even realising he was there.
“Shiro, I...I didn’t see you there.” And that was different from his usual
quip. How bad was this argument.
 “Lance, are you okay?” Lance nodded “Y-yeah I...no. No I’m not.”
 
He had no idea what he should be doing here, Lance always teased and acted
rashly, this subdued quiet Lance...he wasn’t used to it. Yet.
He knew there were sides to Lance he didn’t know, but he wanted to learn them
together have Lance comfortable showing him this side.
Sitting here, he knew he was lucky enough.
 
 “I screwed up, it’s just Keith and I...I don’t know how to talk to him or say
what I mean and what comes out is just gibberish and I just…” Lance rubbed at
his eye.
 “I messed up, and he probably won’t talk to me.” Shiro placed a hand on his
shoulder “Lance, he will. Keith doesn’t stay mad long and soon you guys will
make up and have another argument. You haven't screwed up.” Lance finally
looked at him.
 
“Shiro, I just...I wish he could see me as his equal I know it’s impossible I
mean…” Lance smiled but it wasn’t any Shiro was used to, and it wasn’t a smile
he wanted to see ever again.
 His voice grew quiet “I know I’m the joke, I can’t do anything the others can
do...I don’t even know combat.”
Shiro moved forward grabbing Lance and wrapping his arms around him, Lance
gasped as Shiro spoke against his neck, the air tickling his skin and he
moaned.
 “I don’t think that, Lance you’re a vital part of the team. None of us would
be here if it wasn’t for you.” Shiro felt Lance legs shift, hmm….?
 Shiro moved his hand over Lance’s chest feeling the boy take a sharp breath as
his chest expanded. “You’re our sharpshooter.” He breathed in his ear, Lance’s
hoodie fell of one shoulder and Shiro easily nibbled at his color bone.
 His hands moved under his t-shirt and he felt Lance fidget “You are so good at
being the Blue Paladin.” Shiro breathed his hands gliding over his skin, “Such
a good boy, doing everything for the team and asking nothing in return?” Shiro
held Lance against him as his hands trailed lower unbuckling his trousers.
 Lance could only moan bucking his hips “That’s it, look how wonderful you’re
doing.” Shiro whispered and was aware how Lance was reacting.
 Did he like being praised? He’d have to remember that.
He slowly stroked Lance’s cock through his briefs, “Remember to breathe.” Lance
hiccuped one hand lay on top of Shiro’s arm while the other was pulled back
blindly reaching for Shiro, the man clasped his hands together then bit into
Lance’s neck.
 The boy mewled his eyes slipping shut “That’s it, ride it out. That’s a good
kitten.” Lance gasped as he came all over Shiro’s hand.
 The man lifted it up to Lance’s face, completely teasing “Are you going to
lick it up for Daddy?”
He wouldn’t be surprised if Lance didn’t.
But he did though, his tongue came out in tentative licks as he swallowed each
white substance, cleaning Shiro’s galra prosthetic spotless.
 Shiro was beyond stunned.
How BAD WAS THAT ARGUMENT!?
 
At least now he knew, Keith and Lance could switch. But this was completely by
accident, how could he make them do it on purpose?
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