VLTRN HOUSE PARTY

Keith had never been a fan of parties, having always preferred the peaceful solitude of staying at home alone or perhaps even stargazing late into the night with one or two of his closest friends and his dog, and tonight was no different. It was getting towards the end of the semester, everyone was burnt out from putting in long hours into cranking out final projects and cramming for exams, and everyone was starting to feel like stagnant zombies as opposed to actual living beings with a purpose in life. Keith himself had been feeling a bit fizzled out, often finding himself staring blankly at the screen of his laptop at an incomplete sentence in his word doc for an unmeasurable amount of time before his brain would kick back on and he would remember what he had been trying to type in the first place. Sometimes he'd even catch his friends in similar states, either hunkering down and working on their computers for an almost impossible amount of time or sometimes, particularly in Lance's case, just falling asleep in the campus library while his open textbook became a sponge for all the drool that flowed out of his open mouth. Needless to say they all needed some kind of break. Word had spread like wildfire that Lotor, one of the more popular students on campus, was throwing an end of the year blow out at his manor of a house and everyone had flocked to it like moths to a flame. Keith had been hesitant to go at first, havng had originally planned on spending a quiet night in with some chinese take out and falling asleep on the couch with a movie playing in the background, but his friends had been adamant about his attendance and when one of them let slip that a certain quarterback who was also head of the astronomy club and a long time friend and crush of Keiths was going to be there, well, he couldn't just disappoint his friends by making them go alone. Lotor's house was lit up and pulsing with music by the time Keith had arrived late into the evening, people were milling about outside, red solo cups in hand with what he could probably correctly assume were full of booze, no one paying him any mind as he walked passed them and through the front door. The entry way was full of swaying bodies, drunk college kids letting go of their inhibitions and dancing wildly to the beat of the music blasting through unseen speakers, the volume so loud that Keith wondered how anyone could think with so much noise going on. Scanning the home in an attempt to spot some familiar faces Keith spotted some scattered around the house. Pidge and Hunk were in the living room, sitting by the fire place looking like they were playing some kind of card game. A few feet away he spotted Romelle who was sitting in a circle with James Griffon and a few other familiar faces and they seemed to be playing some form of spin the bottle. In the kitchen he spotted Lotor and Shiro standing by what seemed to be a punch bowl, Acxa as per usual not being to far out of Lotor's orbit and nursing a drink of her own while the other two chatted. Lance and Allura were on the dance floor, Allura seeming to laugh at his horrible dance moves although it looked as though Lance was really trying something there. Keith almost felt embarrased for him. Looking around again, he weighed his options. [[Join Hunk and Pidge]] [[Join Romelle and James]] [[Join Lotor and Shiro]] [[Join Lance and Allura]]

Curious to see what Hunk and Pidge were up to at the party Keith made his way over to them. He could see that they were playing some kind of card came and as he got closer he recognized the the designs on the back of the cards as the logo for Monster's and Mana. He laughed to himself, unsurprised, because of course these two would be playing a round of it at college rager. "You guys can't be serious." Keith stated as he came to a stop where they were sitting on the ground, hands on his hips as though he were a dispointed mother. "You two do realize that you're at a party, right?" Hunk shrugged his shoulders in indifference as Pidge rolled her eyes, her gaze intent as she looked at her current hand. "As far as I'm concerned I've done my part. I came. I mingled. Now it's time for some actual fun." She responded, smiling wickedly as she slapped down a card with a thunderstruck hammer printed on it causing Hunk to groan in anguish. "Aha! Thunder mallet neutralizes the water nymphs and I proceed into the dungeon. You're toasted!" Hunk took the nymph tokens and put them to the side, turning his attention to Keith who was still watching the two play and patted the space beside them. "You wanna join us? We could use a third player to help make things a bit more interesting." He invited and Keith pursed his lips as he considered it. He was at a party, there was dancing and drinking and mingling that he could do in this house and there was no telling the sorts of things he could himself into tonight. Did he really want to spend the night just playing a roleplaying cardgame? [[Monsters and Mana is worth it]] [[I'd rather go party]]

Deciding to see what Romelle was up to and to make sure she wasn't getting herslef into to much trouble Keith made his way to where the small group was sitting, laughing good naturedly as they watched the bottle spin and oooooing whenever it landed on someone. Romelle spotted his approach, smiling widely and excitedly waving him over and scooting over a bit to make room beside her for him to sit down. She elbowed him playfully once he did, waggling her eyebrows suggestively. "Keith! Came to get a piece of the action, huh?" Keith rolled his eyes, shrugging off her elbow and giving her a look. "What are you even playing? Have you been drinking?" He eyed the half full solo cup sitting beside her pointedly and she shoved his shoulder with a light hearted laugh. "Oh come on Keith! It's a party, live a little. Why dont you play a few rounds with us? Spin the bottle is a great way to make new friends." She said with a wink and Keith eyed the empty wine bottle with some apprehension. He wasn't exactly one to go kissing strangers but he supposed Romelle had a point about letting loose at the party. When the bottle came to a stop, Keith made his choice. [[Spin the bottle]] [[Nope out]]

Deciding to see what Lotor and Shiro were up to in the kitchen, Keith made his way over. They seemed to be talking about something and as Keith got closer he was able to make out bits of their conversation despite the music blasting. "I still think pouring that much tequila into the punch was a bad idea." Shiro was saying, frowning slightly as he watched Lotor stir the punch bowl between them. "You're going to make someone sick." Lotor waved him off, seemingly unbothered. "Nonsense, you worry to much my friend. This is a party, people want to get drunk and have fun. Have a glass and relax for a change." He retorted, scooping out some of the red liquid and pouring it into a cup as he handed it to Shiro to take. "Live a little." "Thanks, but I'll pass. I want to actually remember tonight when I wake up in the morning." Lotor gave him a disaproving look before bringing the cup to his mouth and takng a long sip. He looked about ready to say something else when he noticed Keith approach. "Kogane! How nice of you to grace my humble party with your presence. Can't say I ever pegged you as a party animal, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't pleased." Keith gave him an unimpressed look, not sure if he wanted to dignify that with a response. Shiro gave him a smile, seemingly pleased as well, making his chest flutter slightly. "Keith, hey." Shiro greeted, expression kind. "I didn't expect to see you here either." Keith shrugged, shoving his hands into his pockets as he feighned nonchalance. "Thought I'd see what all the fuss was about, change things up a bit for a change." He responded and Shiro hummed in acknowledgement. Lotor seemed disinterested though. "Yes, well whatever the reason for your attendance being I believe that it's the duty of every partygoer to have at least one drink." He gave Shiro a pointed look and Shiro returned it, unamused. "I think I'm going to go outside and get some fresh air." He retaliated, giving Keith one last smile before exiting the kitchen. Lotor rolled his eyes, turning his attention back to Keith and holding out the drink for him to take. "Well? Would you like a drink?" [[Go with Shiro]] [[Drink with Lotor]]

Deciding to join in on whateveer it was that Lance and Allura were doing he maneuvered his way through the dancing bodies and made his way over to the dancing pair. Allura noticed him first, smiling and giving him a wave in welcome, the motion catching Lance's attention and causing him to whip around to see just who snagged her attention away from him. As per usual for Lance whenever he saw Keith approaching he frowned and as always Keith ignored him. "Hello Keith, come to dance with us?" Allura greeted and Lance harrumphed at the intrusion, probably upset that his alone time with Allura had been cut short. Keith knew that he had a huge crush on her, but he was still unsure if his feelings were returned. "Mullet." Lance greeted as well, still looking displeased but Keith paid him no mind. "Asspain." He greeted back and Lance stuck out his tongue in response. He seemed even more displeased when Allura reached for Keith's hand, pulling him into their space and starting to dance once again. "Well don't be shy! We're at a party afterall!" Lance started dancing as well though he was still shooting Keith looks that clearly stated that he thought Keith was being a massive cock block right now, but Keith was a pro ignoring Lance by now. Letting himself get lost in the music Keith danced with his friends, just letting himself let loose and enjoy himself for the first time since exam week. Lance seemed intent on out dancing him, body moving almost ridiculously as he moved to the music and Keith wasn't about to lose to someone like Lance, letting himself indulge in some lighthearted goofiness as well, Allura's laughter ringing out as she watched. About an hour later, body sweaty and limbs tired, Keith decided to take a break. Backing away from the pair with a wave of goodbye, Keith made his way off the dance floor. The dancing had been fun, but what should he do now? [[Join Hunk and Pidge]] [[Join Lotor and Shiro]]

'Fuck it' Keith thought, reaching for the bottle and giving it a spin. It spun quickly with a swift flick of the wrist and a small bit of anxiety mixed with anticipation built in his gut when it finally started to slow down. Once the bottle came to a stop Keith looked to where the bottle neck was aimed, eyes widening in suprise when he was met with an equally surprised look on the face of James Griffin. He and James never really got along, having a bit of rivalry with him that Lance liked to always claim that he had with Keith even though from Keith's point of view they really didn't. James though...James always found a way to get under his skin. James raised an eyebrow at him, challenging him, and Keith wasn't about to be the one who backed down. Crawling forward to meet James in the middle he pressed his lips against his, the contact quick and chaste. Romelle gave him an almost giddy expression once he settled back into his spot, the back of his neck and tips of his ears feeling a bit warm and pointedly ingnored her as the game continued to progress. The kiss had been surpisingly...nice. He had never had any kind of attraction towards James but he'd be lying if he said that he wasn't handsome. He had fine features with sharp cheek bones with a well muscled lean body, so he deinitely wasn't hard to look at. The game continued to play, the participants getting more into it as the alcohol flooded their systems and the music continued to drown out their thoughts. It wasn't particularly fun for Keith but it was good for keeping his mind off exams and schoolwork. It didn't take to much longer before things started to escalate. "Lets spice things up a bit." Some random girl who Keith didn't recognize stated, clearly under the influence as she leaned heavily on the girl next to her. "All this kissing is fun and everything but I say we bring this to the next level. 7 minutes in heaven style!" The group murmured their agreeance and Keith about smacked Romelle when she snatched the bottle up and held it out for James to take, a mischevious look in her eye. He didnt know what she was planning with that move but he didn't trust her for a moment. James took the bottle with little hesitation, spinning it with not as much effort that Keith had and he had an almost sinking feeling in his gut when the bottle started to slow to stop and it became obvious who it was going to land on. Just as he thought the bottle finally came to a stop, the top pointing straight at him. Keith began to sweat as all eyes turned toward him, his body beginning to burn up as the group stared at him expectantly. James stared at him as well, eyebrow arched as he waited for Keith to make his move. A quick kiss was one thing but a make out session in a dark closet? He wasn't sure he was up for it, but it has been a while since he's any sort of contact like that... What should he do? [[Make out with James]] [[Tap out]]

"Thanks, but I'm not interested." Keith replied. He had better things to do than kiss strangers and was unmoved by Romelle's disapointed pout. He sat by her for a few rounds, watching the game progress and keeping Romelle company as she kissed a new stranger every few turns. It wasn't long before Keith got bored though, the game not being particularly exciting to watch escpecially if you weren't playing and after watching a few more spins Keith decided that he had other places he'd rather be. Getting up with the excuse of wanting to stretch his legs Romelle let him go with out much fuss. Heading back into the party, Keith once again weighed his options. [[Join Hunk and Pidge]] [[Join Lotor and Shiro]] [[Join Lance and Allura]]

Deciding he wasn't going to run away, especially not from someone like James, Keith stood from his spot on the floor and started to make his way towards the empty broom closet, pointedly ignoring the excited giggling he heard coming from Romelle. James followed him into the closet seeming just as determined to go through with this as Keith. Once they were in the closet, the door closing behind them and leaving them in complete darkness there was a moment where they just stood there in silence, the only noise coming from the music outside and his heart pounding in his ears. Keith folded his arms infront of him as his discomfort grew. He could just make out James in the darkness as his eyes adjusted and after another moment of nothing happening he heard him release a big breath of air. "Are we doing this or what? I don't want to be stuck here wasting time." James asked, seemingly irritated but Keith could hear the nervousness in his voice as well. He was just as unsure as Keith was on what to do and in a weird way it helped settle Keith's own nerves. Taking a deep breath Keith steeled himself and made his move. "So come over here and do something." Keith challenged, eyeing his outline in the darkness. There was a brief pause as his words settled over them and Keith held his breath as he waited for James to move. When he finally started to make his way towards him Keith kept himself perfectly still, not moving an inch as he waited to see what James would do and just follow his lead from there. He tried not to flinch when he felt James's hands slide along the sides of his cheeks and cup his face, the breath grazing his lips the only warning he got before James's mouth was on his for the second time that night. Like the first one it was chaste but sweet, the only difference being that they didn't immediately break apart this time. He found his eyes shutting and the tension leaving his body when James started to work his lips against his, letting himself get into the motion of it and letting his hands fall from their crossed position and letting them slide along James's arms before letting them settle against his forearms. He was almost caught off guard when he felt the swipe of a tongue against his bottom lip, as though asking permission, and Keith readily opened his mouth and was almost embarrassed by the small sigh of content that left him when James began to lick his way into his mouth. Heat began to rise from his stomach, creeping up through his chest and face and making his body tingle in its wake. It really had been a while since Keith had had any kind of contact like this and now he was starting to realize that maybe he had been long overdue for it. James seemed to be having a similar realization as well because he started to back Keith up, both of them moaning slightly when his back hit the wall and their bodies pressed firmly together. They broke apart for a second, both of them taking in a much needed breath before their mouths were sealed together once more, James's leg sliding between Keith's giving him maddening amount of friction and Keith moved his hands from James's arms to slide them up his chest and up the back his neck, his fingers curling in his slicked back hair, anchoring him. James growled lowly when Keith gave his hair a sharp tug, moving his leg up higher almost making Keith ride it and catching his bottom lip between his teeth in what had to be a reprimend. James always liked to the take control of whatever situation he was in, whether it be group projects or a simple game, and usually Keith found that to be insufferable but now he just found it hot as hell. He wondered if this was how he was in bed, if he would take charge and demand submission as he took what he wanted and as much as he wanted. His body shivered involuntarily at the thought, his gut twisting as his body burned hotter with arousal. He wanted James. He was about to move his hands once more to slide them beneath James's shirt when the closet door swung open and suddenly the closet was filled with light as Romelle poked her head in. Her eyes widened comically as she took in their close proximity, her expression turning devilish even when they both turned to look at her in annoyance. "Well well well, seven minutes in heaven treating you well I see." She smirked and Keith glared, face burning slightly at being caught but also annoyed that they had been interrupted. James tsked in annoyance, extracting himself from Keith and moving to exit the closet. He shot Keith a look before disapearing from view, eyes burning, and Keith recognized an invitation when he saw one. He moved to follow him, ignoring Romelle's call of "get it boi!" and headed towards where he last saw James before he had disapeared into the crowd. He looked around, wondering if he was making the right move. Sure the makeout session had been good, great even, but maybe James didn't plan on it escalating beyond that. Maybe he should slow down a bit and find his other friends. [[Na, find James and get laid]] [[Think with your brain and have fun somewhere else]]

"I'll pass, thanks." Keith refused. A kiss was one thing but straight up making out with someone in a dark room was on a whole other level. James shrugged, unbothered, and despite the protests from Romelle he spun the bottle again. It landed on Kinkade this time, and while the two of them disapeared into the closet Romelle latched onto his arm, making him tense. "Keithhhh," She whined, disapointment clear on her face. "That was your chance to let loose a bit tonight. You know, have some fun." "I don't need to have fun like that, especially not with someone like James Griffin." Romelle continued to pout, starting to look more sad than disapointed now. "You've just been working so hard lately, you deserve to let loose every now and again." Softening a bit, Keith relaxed and gave her hands a gentle pat. "I appreciate the concern, but the night is still young. There's other things to do at this party aside from getting frisky with Griffin." She was still pouting but at least the crease had smoothed from her brows now. "I guess youre right." She conceded and he gave her a small smile. He felt kind of bad about putting a damper in her mood and wondered how he could fix it without jumping into the closet with a stranger. [[shots shots shots]] [[Lets dance]]

Hey! The following scene is NSFW, are you 18 or older? [[yup, i am adult]] [[na fam, sure aint]]

"I'll pass." Keith responded, waving Lotor off and following Shiro out of the kitchen. He didn't really feel like being alone with Lotor right now, especially not when alcohol was involved. Who knows where that might lead him. He noticed Shiro walk out what seemed to be the back door of the house and followed him, the doorway leading out onto a nice wooden deck with surprisingly no other party goers there. Shiro leaned over the railing of the deck, gazing off into the distance, and Keith moved to his side mimicking the stance. The moonlight shined down upon them as they stood there, the light illuminating the white of Shiro's bangs and giving him an almost ethereal glow. He was handsome, beautiful even, and though he knew that Shiro sometimes felt old because of his white hair Keith only ever found it incredibly charming. He couldn't help but notice how the shadows created by the moonlight seemed to sharpen the features of Shiro's face, his eyes tracing the sharp angles and taking in every detail he could in that moment. His expression seemed tense, frowning weighing on his face, the downtrodden expression causing Keith to frown in response. "You doing ok?" He asked, a bit hesitant since he didn't want to intrude on whatever was going on in Shiro's head, but he didn't want him to be upset either. Shiro let out a breath, sighing heavily. "Yeah." He responded, hand coming up to rub at his eyes. "Lotor just gets on my nerves sometimes is all." He explained and Keith snorted. "Doesn't he get on everyone's nerves?" Shiro chuckled, looking at Keith with a glimmer of amusement in his eyes, and Keith almost preened at successfully improving his mood. "I suppose that's true." They fell into a comfortable silence after that, eye's turning skyward. Unfortunately since they were in the suburbs the night sky wasn't as full of stars as it could have been, but there were still a good amount of stars and constellations still visible. Keith kept himself busy, eyes tracing the constellations he knew and identifying familiar stars, content to just stand there next to Shiro as they looked up at the night sky. He knew Shiro liked to star gaze, loved it even, that much being clear from his astrophysics degree and his position as president of the astronomy club. Keith had his own appreciation for the stars, having grown up in the desert he and his dad used to star gaz all the time before he had passed away and when he had met Shiro it was like his love for the stars had been rekindled. He always was thankful to Shiro for that, even if the other didn't realize that it was something he had done for Keith. It was because of him that he had decided to give college a shot, with out him he would be working retail until the day he died since he never really had any ambitions in life other than to survive. Shiro had given him hope, inspiring him to push himeslef to becoming something more than just highschool graduate doomed to work retail for the rest of his life and now he was well on his way to earning a degree in aerospace engineering with a minor in astronomy. "You know, I was surprised when I saw you at the party." Shiro suddenly spoke up, breaking their silence. "Didn't really think it was your kind of scene." Keith shrugged his shoulders, feigning indifference. He wasn't about to out himself and say that the main reason he came was becasue he had heard that Shiro was going to be here. "Sounded like it'd be a fun night." He supplied, still keeping his eyes on the night sky. "This past semester was rough, thought I deserved to have some fun for a change." "You do." Shiro inserted, tone going soft, and Keith finally moved his gaze from the sky to Shiro's face. Shiro blushed lightly, as though realising how soft his tone actually got, and spluttered. "That is everyone has been really stressed these past couple of weeks. We all could've used the break." He finished, the blush spreading from his cheeks to the back of his neck and Keith smiled fondly at him. Cute. Shiro returned the smile shyly. "You deserve a break too. Didn't you have to finish your thesis on black holes and the potential effects they could have on intergalactic travel?" He asked and Shiro nodded, seeming surprised that Keith remembered it in the first place since it was something that was only briefly brought up at the beginning of the semester. "Yeah, I did. It was definitely brutal and took a lot of blood, sweat, and tears so I'm glad it's finally all done and submitted now. I should hear back any week now whether or not I earned my PHD." "I'm sure you did." Keith told him confidently. "You're incredibly smart, Shiro. They'd be stupid if they thought you weren't worth it." That blush was back now, his expression going bashul. "I'm not that smart." Shiro responded, humble as ever, and Keith shook his head. "You are." He stated fiercely, daring him to challenge him on it. "You're smart and hard working and you deserve everything life has to offer you, regardless of what some committee thinks of your thesis." He didn't expect himself to get so heated about the topic, but it was something he truly believed. Shiro was amazing, he wasn't going to let him go on thinking otherwise. Shiro stared at him, a look of awestruck amazement slackening his features. "Do you really think that about me?" It was Keith's turn to blush now, averting his gaze in embarrasment as his heart began to pound harder in his chest as he nodded. God he was pathetic. "Shiro, I think the world of you." He heard Shiro shift at the confession and Keith wondered if he had maybe said to much. At first he had thought that Shiro was moving away from him and that he had shot himself in the foot before he could even give himself a chance at wooing Shiro, but was caught off guard when he sensed a figure moving closer to him instead. Looking up, he peered into Shiro's steel colored eyes, his heart continuing to pound loudly in his ears as his blood began to rush with anticipation. Was what was about to happen real? "Let me know if I misread the situation." He said, hand coming up to cup Keith's cheek and angling his face up a bit. Keith sucked in a breath, holding it as Shiro leaned in and when his lips met his it felt like his chest was about to burst. He stiffened up at first, caught off guard, but relaxed almost immediately after and sighed as he let himself get lost in the kiss. It was surpisingly soft, Keith thought as he let his eyes flutter close and placed his hand on Shiro's waist to keep him grounded. Shiro kissed him as though he thought him to be something delicate, something fragile. He kissed him with such tenderness and care that Keith felt like he had been socked in the gut by the pure affection of it. Shiro pulled away first, still hovering close enough that Keith could feel his breath blowing the hair of his bangs, and Keith's eyes fluttered open as he subconsciously moved closer into Shiro's space. Their foreheads came to rest together, the both of them simply basking in the other's presence, Shiro's eyes shining with fondness. "I don't suppose this means you'd like to go out on a date with me?" Shiro asked and Keith gave him a small smile, stretching up on his toes so that he could peck him on the mouth once more. "I think we could work something out." He breathed and Shiro smirked as he wrapped an arm around Keith's waist, pulling him closer while bending down to meet him in another kiss. Keith couldn't believe that this was how his night was ending, he had been pining after Shiro for so long and now, at a college party, he was finally able to communicate his feelings and move forward in his relationship with Shiro. His head began to spin as he began to think about where this path could lead them but he stomped them down, choosing instead to focus on the moment happening currenty. He was here, kissing Shiro in the moonlight, and there was no where else he would rather be. [[End]]

Shiro probably wants to be alone, Keith reasoned, taking the cup from Lotor who smirked triumphantly at his choice to which Keith pointedly ignored as he took a sip of the drink offered. He resisted the urge to cough. He refused to show any form of weakness in front of someone as pompous as Lotor, the alcohol burning his throat and making his eyes water as he swallowed. "Wow." Keith said, nose scrunching up as he looked at the red liquid in his cup with mild distaste. "Would you like some punch with this liquor?" He asked and Lotor chuckled as he poured himself a drink and took a sip with out batting an eye. Prick. Lotor walked away from the punch bowl, expression sly, and gestured for him to follow. "I have more drinks in the study if you want something different." He offered and Keith paused for a moment, hedging his bets, before deciding that he didn't have anything to lose and really couldn't stand it if he had to drink this gasoline drink for the whole night. He followed Lotor. The study was a small room with surprisingly no one else in it. Lotor made his way to what looked to be a bar, because of course these fucking rich people have one, and gestured to the plush leather sofa against the far wall. "Take a seat, make yourself comfortable, any drink preferences?" "I'll take some fireball if you have any. If not regular whiskey is fine." He responded, making his way to the couch and plopping down on the overstuffed cushion. Lotor joined him a moment later, handing him a glass with amber liquid and ice which Keith took graciously, sipping the spiced whiskey with a satisfied hum. Much better. Lotor sat beside him, nursing his own drink, expression neutral. "So Kogane, since I have you here for the moment why don't we have a chat." Lotor offered, sipping his drink. "We've never really talked before." "We've never wanted too." Keith answered, downing some of his drink and relishing the burn of it. Lotor's expression turned thoughtful, swirling the drink in his glass as he continued to keep his gaze on Keith. "Well then let's change that, shall we? I'll share something about myself and then you share something about yourself, and we'll go along like that. Sound good?" Keith shrugged, taking another sip. Whatever. "Excellent, now let me think..." His expression turned thoughtful, finger tapping the rim of his glass idly as he considered what to share. "I've participated in two sports teams this semester. Swim and Basketball." He boasted and Keith looked at him, unimpresed. It took more than plaing a few games to impress him. He downed the rest of his drink, enjoying the cinnamon burn in his throat. Keith played his part. "I work at the local bakery on the corner of fifth and main." Keith hoped that this little bit of information wouldn't come to bite him in the ass later on and he blamed the drink in his hand for even playing along with this stupid ass game. Lotor smiled, gesturing to Keith's empty glass. "Would you like another drink?" [[Take another Drink]] [[Stop Drinking]]

With his glass refilled and his head beginning to feel a bit more muggy, Keith was starting to feel a bit more relaxed. Lotor was on his second glass as well, still looking completely put together. "I failed my calculus 3 course last semester and had to take it again this semester. I barely made it by with a B minus this time around." Lotor confessed and Keith quirked an eyebrow as he took a sip of his drink. "Wow, bet mommy and daddy weren't happy about that." Lotor shrugged his shoulders, downing some of his drink. "Oh please, they never check on my grades. So long as I'm in school getting a degree and not dropping out they couldn't care less." There was a slighty bitter note in his voice that Keith decided not to bring up. It wasn't his place to dig up whatever kind of family drama Lotor had going on. He took a long sip of his drink as he waited for the grimace on Lotor's face to pass, thinking of what little bit of information he could give to change the mood in the room. "I once volunteered at my uncles autoshop for a shirtless carwash he had organised for a charity event." Keith admitted, ears burning slightly as he let the information loose. He's never told anyone that before, and he'll for sure never tell his friend group about it. They'd never let him live it down, especially Lance and Pidge. Lotor looked delighted at the information, grinning widely. "Oh? That must have been quite the sight." Keith blushed, downing the rest of his drink as he refused to comment further on the topic. Lotor chuckled at his silence, downing the rest of his drink as well and gestured once more to his empty glass. "Care for another?" [[Drink]] [[Stop Drinking]]

"I think I'm good for now, thanks." Keith responded, standing from his spot on the couch and making his way to the door as he held up his empty glass of whiskey in thanks before setting down on a near by coffee table. "Thanks for the drink." "Until next time, Keith." Heading back to the party, the music still blasting as loud as ever and now with a pleasant buzz in his head and burn in his throat, Keith found it a bit more bareable to be here at this party. Looking around, Keith wondered where he shoud head off to next. [[Join Hunk and Pidge]] [[Join Lance and Allura]]

Now on his fourth drink of the night Keith was pleasantly buzzed, laying heavily against the back of the couch as he and Lotor continued their conversation. "That's the last of my whiskey, I'm afraid." Lotor forlourned as he placed an empty bottle of fireball on the coffee table before them. "Let's see, what to share what to share." He tapped a finger against his mouth as he considered what to say, Keith's eyes unintentionally following the movement. Were his lips always that plump looking or was that the alcohol talking? Lotor grinned. "I'm known as quite the playboy." Lotor divulged, leaning into Keith's space and Keith stayed where he was, letting him. "I've had plenty of lovers during my time at university and not to brag but I've never left a partner unsatisfied." Keith considered the information, humming slightly as he swirled the whiskey in his glass causing some of it to splash out and wet his fingers. He pretended that didn't happen and downed the rest of it and proceeded to place it on the coffee table before he did something dumb like drop it. Lotor did the same. "My last hookup was at the end of last semester." Keith admitted, leaning forward to invade Lotor's space much to the other's delight. "It was some guy I had to do an astronomy project with and we ended up getting caught in the moment while stargazing so we shacked up in his car in the parking lot of the library." That had been one of his more awkward hook ups, especially when they saw eachother the next day at class and neither of them had ended up finishing the work that needed to be done for that day. The sex hadn't even been that good, certainly not worth the B he got on the project. "Sounds like quite the night." Lotor said, arm sliding along side the back of the couch where Keith was sitting, gaze heavy. "And sounds like quite the lucky fellow." Keith felt a bit boxed in by his close proximity but there was also something akin to excitement building in his gut. Lotor was attractive, really attractive, and he could do a lot worse than someone like him. What should he do? [[Go find more booze]] [[Make a move on Lotor]]

"I think I'm gonna go find some more drinks." Keith stated, wobbling slightly as he stood from his seat on the couch. He was definitely tipsy, but he definitely wasn't drunk enough to think fucking Lotor was a good idea. Lotor frowned, disapointed, but let him go without much fuss. "If you get bored out there, I'll be here." He offered and Keith went on his way. It took him bit longer to find the kitchen now that he had some alcohol buzzing in his system, easily finding himself turned around in the crowd of partygoers, almost forgetting his original destination. When he finally found his way to the kitchen he braced himself against the counter top, staring at the half full punch bowl as his brain slowly came back into focus. What was he doing here? Surely it wasn't to drink this poison again. He continued to stare into the bowl as he tried to figure out just what he was doing here and what he should do next. He couldn't go back to Lotor empty handed, he didn't even want to go back now that the moments passed. Maybe he could go back to the party and find something else to do. "You doing ok there, Keith?" Keith looked over his shoulder at the question, Acxa standing near the hall entrance as she watched him with an inquisitive look. He blinked at her, frowning. Was she there when he walked in? "I'm fine." He replied, turning around and leaning his lower back back against the counter in an attempt to make himself look a bit more put together but winced when he accidentlly knocked the punch bowl causing the glass to clink loudlly against granite and some of the liquid to splash out. Smooth. Axca stared at him stoically, unimpressed. "Sure you are." She moved towards where he was standing, reaching around him to pour herself another drink. Keith moved over a bit to give her better access, frowning slightly as he kept himself steady against the countertop and hoped he didn't look more blasted than he felt. She eyed him over the rim of her cup as she took a sip of her drink, brow arching. "Got a little to into drinking with Lotor, huh." She put out and and Keith hoped the look he gave her in return expressed how much he hated being called out like that. "It wasn't to much." He defended, standing a little straighter. "Just a bit buzzed is all." Acxa hummed in response, eyeing him. "I'm kinda surprised Lotor didn't sink his teeth into you. Thought for sure he would've made some kind of move on you, you're kinda his type to be honest." Keith blushed at the information, caught off guard by it. "What?" He sputtered. She smirked. "It's true, he's attracted to doe eyed twunks with a pretty face. Doesn't hurt if they're a girl with a nice rack either." She added in and Keith felt the flush in his cheeks darken. Surely Lotor, or anyone, wouldn't call him pretty. She eyed him up and down, her expression suddenly turning coy as she leaned a bit more into his space. "You know, he's not the only one who finds you attractive." "What?" Keith repeated, dumbstruck. What the hell was going on? Surely she wasn't coming on to him. He and Acxa always got along fine, they weren't friends by any means but whenever a social occasion arose that they both happened to attend they always found themselves in comfortable silence, sharing an unspoken truce between the two of them that they didn't have to fill the silence between them to be comfortable. She chuckled lowly at his response. "You know at these parties the girls and I usually have a little party of our own in one of Lotor's guest bedrooms. You remember Ezor and Zethrid, don't you?" And Keith nodded, mouth suddenly dry. There was no way this was happening. "You're more than welcome to join us, I'm sure the others would be more than welcoming." He couldn't believe this was happening. Sure Acxa was attractive and Lance sometimes jokes that she's into him but he's never really thought about her in that way. He's only ever been with one other girl before and it had only been over the clothes touching and awkard teenage grinding since neither of them really knew what to do and they didn't really want to go all the way. Now he was in college and someone was essentially offering him a fourway with two of her closest friends. Keith gulped as he wondered what he should do. [[Go upstairs with Axca]] [[Head back to the party]]

Whoa! NSFW incoming. You an adult? [[Yup, sure am]] [[na fam, sure aint]]

Keith followed Acxa up the stairs to what he assumed was the aformentioned guest bedroom, following her as she opened the door and stopping at the doorway as he took in the scene going on already. Zethrid and Ezor were already on the bed, Ezor sitting comfortably on Zethrids broad lap, lazily making out as her hands wandered over the others body. They broke apart when they heard Acxa enter, both of them perking up when they saw Keith in the doorway. "Ooooh, I see you brought a friend Acxa." Ezor purred, leaning back on Zethrids lap to get a better look at Keith. "And Kogane no less." Keith wasn't sure how to feel about the way Ezor was eyeing him up, an almost hungry look in her eye, and Acxa hummed in acknowledgement as she sat on the corner of the bed. She patted the space beside her, lithe fingers smoothing the silk sheets as she kept her gaze on Keith as well. "I thought it'd be nice if he joined us tonight." She stated, gaze going half lidded. "There's fun in numbers after all." Zethrid hummed in agreement, her large hands falling to Ezros rear and squeezing the flesh their as she considered it. "If he thinks he can handle us then I suppose there's no harm in it." Her gaze was piercing, pinning him where he stood, and the reality of the situation finally dawned on him. Did he really want to do this? [[Join in]] [[I am uncomfortable, so no]]

"Na, I'm good." Keith said, reaching around her to grab an empty cup and scooping in some liquid in one swift motion and downed the drink dispite the awful taste. Acxa leaned back out of his space, easily accepting his refusal. "Whatever, your loss." She responded, placing down her cup and moving around him to make her leave. "Enjoy the rest of your night." She called before she disapeared into the hall and up the stairs, presumably to her so called 'party'. Keith watched her go, swaying slightly as the previous drink added to his already buzzed state. What was he doing, again? [[Hey, I wonder where Shiro wandered off to?]] [[Lets go home and sleep this off]]

Hey! The following scene coming up is super NSFW. You an adult? [[Yup, gimme]] [[na fam, sure aint]]

Deciding that he was about bite off more than he could chew Keith backed out. The girls didn't seem to offended at his sudden rejection, respecting his choice, and waved their goodbyes as he left the room and started to make his way back down stairs, his head still spinning at what he almost participated in. He needed to get his mind somewhere else. [[Lets go home and sleep this off]]

"Wait here," Keith stated as he stood from his spot. "I'm gonna go get us some more drinks and we'll get this party started." Congradualating himself for the twinkle of excitment in Romelle's eyes at the promise of gettin drunk together Keith made his way to where he remembered the kitchen being. Shiro and Lotor were long gone but Acxa was still there with her drink, giving him a nod of acknowledgement when he approached the punch bowl. "Hey." She greeted and Keith did the same. "Hey." He and Axca had an understanding with eachother that neither of them needed to instigate a conversation and could just be in comfortable silence without it getting awkward. She had that kind of personality that put Keith at ease and he never felt the need to put any more effort than necessary to make the atmosphere between them more comfortable becasue they already had that kind of comfort established already. They weren't friends by any means but that didn't mean there was a lack of mutual respect between them. She watched as he poured himself and Romelle a drink, quietly sipping her own before breaking the silence. "So I saw you and blondie playing spin the bottle." She started, still nursing her drink, and Keith arched an eyebrow in question. "Yeah? And?" He didn't mean to sound so defensive but he didn't know why she was bringing it up. She shrugged, unbothered. "Nothing. I just thought that it was a shame that that was how your night was going when you could be having a bit more of a...fullfiling night." Suddenly unsure of what was going on Keith slowly put the ladel back in the punch bowl, eyeing her suspiciously. "What do you mean?" Acxa smirked, finally putting her cup down and looking Keith in the eye. "Ezor, Zethrid, and I were going to have our own little party up stairs in the guest bedroom. If you and blondie weren't already having your own little party over there I'd invite you along to join in on the fun." It didn't take a genius to understand what exactly she was insinuating and the almost invitation made the tips of his ears and face flush. Acxa gave him wink, downing the rest of her drink and disapearing upstairs and Keith watched her go until she disapeared from view. That was odd. [[Take a drink back to Romelle]]

"Lets dance for a bit." Keith offered, holding onto Romelle's hand and pulling her towards the make shift dancefloor. "It'll be fun." Romelle laughed as she followed him, smiling coyly at him. "You? Dance? Never thought I'd see the day." "Shush." He responded, stopping once they were properly mixed into the crowd and turning to face her. She grabbed onto his other hand and without missing a beat started to swing them and move her hips to the rythym of the music, laughing cheerily when Keith followed her lead. Together they moved to the music, swaying and spinning as they goofed off more than they attepted to actually dance and Keith found himself full of mirth and laughing whenever Romelle would dip to close to the ground and would need Keith's help to stand back up. He was actually having a good time at this dumb party. An arm suddenly wrapped around his shoulders and a heavy weight landed on his back nearly knocking him over. "Hey party people," Lance's voice filtered in over the music, catching him off guard. "you two seem to be having fun." Keith let go of Romelle to shrug off Lance, annoyed, and Romelle laughed good naturedly as she greeted him. Allura appeared behind Lance, eyes sparkling as she looked at them. "Have I ever told you guys that your friendship is absolutely adorable?" She asked and Keith blushed averting his gaze. He heard her chuckle and pouted. "May we join you?" "Of course! The more the merrier!" Romelle reached for Keith and Allura's hands and didnt even hesitate to resume her movements. Lance didnt waste any time either with grabbing hold of their free hands and completing their little dance circle that they had going on. Keith was a bit resistant at first, uncomfortable now that there were more eyes on him, but as the music continued to flow and the others continued to dance he felt himself become more at ease. Who else would he dance with afterall if not his friends? They danced into the night, Keith's head buzzing with serotonin and adrenaline, and found himself having a genuine good time despite the bustle of the crowd around him. He actually had a good time tonight. [[End]]

Deciding that he wasn't quit up for whatever it was Acxa had in mind he chose to respectfully ignore what had just happened. Keith took the two drinks he poured and made his way back to where Romelle was waiting for him. She had moved away from the spin the bottle group, now waiting for him under the archway of the living room entryway, and stretched her hands out happily when she noticed his approach. "Gimme." She stated and Keith readily abliged, handing her a drink and downing some of his own. The drink burned as he drank, his throat drying so quickly that he almost coughed. Whoever spike the punch didn't hold back. He and Romelle found an open spot in the dining room and made it their own. The drinks warmed their bodies and loosened them up, giggling to eachother as they shared gossip from their current classes. It was nice just sitting down and talking with her, he and Romelle always got along well and would always find eachother between classes to have lunch or study. She was probably one of his closest friends if not his best and it made him happy whenever he got to spend time with her outside of the campus. They leaned against each other as the alcohol continued to put a damper on their systems and making them unsteady, neither bothered by the close proximity and instead just basking in the giddiness of the stories they were sharing and letting themselves get lost in the conversation. It wasn't exactly how he thought his night would go, but he'd be lying if he were to say he didn't have a good time. [[End]]

What was he thinking? He couldn't just drop everything and sleep with James Griffin of all people. Deciding to cool down Keith turned from where he had seen James disapear and turned back to the party. Where should he go now? [[Join Hunk and Pidge]] [[Join Lance and Allura]]

Keith weaved through the crowd as he followed where he had last seen James go and kept his eyes peeled as he searched for him among the throngs of people. Turning a corner leading down a dimly lit hallway, Keith skitted to a halt as he almost came crashing headfirst into who he was searching for. James stared at him, eyes wide, and Keith struggled to find the right words to say. "Hey." Keith breathed, not knowing what to say or do now that he was here face to face with James. He wanted to escalate things back to what they had been about to do in the closet, but now out in the party he had no idea what he was doing. James quirked an eyebrow at him, expression pensive. "Hey." He responded, leaning his shoulder against the wall and crossing his arms. "What's up." Keith bit his bottom lip, chewing it slightly as he struggled to read James's mood. Had he misread the situation? "I was just thinking that maybe it would be nice if we picked up where we left off." Keith put out, feigning nonchalance. Something in James's gaze darkened and Keith leaped on the glimmer of interest like a tiger in wait. "That is, if you were still interested." James eyed him up and down, expression changing from being neutral to something darker, and reached for Keith's hand as he began to lead him off towards the stairs. "Follow me." Once up the stair case they tried the first door they saw. It was locked, and from the sounds coming from the other side it sounded like someone else was making use of the room. Wait, did he recognize those voices? He shook that thought off, he had more important things to focus on right now. The second door was more successful, the door swinging open as he and James made their way inside, the door slamming behind them as they were once again left in darkness. This time thoough Keith didn't hesitate. he knew what he wanted and he didn't plan to wait another moment for it. Keith made his advance, gripping the front of James's shirt he pulled him close, his mouth meeting James's for the third time that night. James was caught off by the sudden approach but rolled with it, gripping Keith's hips with a groan and giving him a squeeze. Keith slid his hands up from his chest and wrapped his arms around his neck, locking him in as he swiped his tongue across his bottom lip and pressing fully against him so that there was no space left between them. He moaned when he felt the hands on his hips slide over to his ass and squeeze, his body burning with want. He wanted this, he wanted this to happen so badly. Pushing James away, their lips separating with a wet smack, Keith didn't hesitate before he was pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it to the side. He heard James doing the same, if the rustle of clothing was anything to go by, and was in the process of unbuttoning his jeans and pulling down the zipper when James was suddenly upon him once more. He pushed him backwards and with a small 'umph' he was suddenly lying flat on his back on a silk strewn mattress. He barely had a moment to protest before he felt the bed dip and James was upon him, hands once again on his hips holding him down as he kissed his way down his chest, his fingers dipping into the fabric of his jeans and underwear and slowly dragging them down his hips the further south his mouth traveled. Keith's heart was beating wildly in his ears as anticipation built in his gut, breatth hitching slightly when James finally reached his destination and in one quick movement he removed the rest of Keith's clothing leaving him copletely nude. He instinctively spread his legs to give James better access to whatever it was he wanted to do, completeley ready and curious to see where he wanted to take this interaction. Hands ran up the insides of his thighs, making him shudder, and he almost cried out when James ran a hand over his erection, palming him. He put the back of his hand against his mouth to muffle the noise and though he couldnt quite make out his expression in the dark Keith knew he was grinning. "There's a lot of ways tonight could go." James started, fisting his cock and giving it a few pumps causing Keith to bite into the flesh of his hand. "But I'd really like to just fuck you." "Fuck." Keith responded, eyes squeezing shut as pleasure began to overwhelm him, James's rythym unrelenting. "Fuck, yeah. Ok." He almost cried when he stopped, hand leaving his now aching cock and moving off to the side, leaving him. Keith blinked, confused and horny, when he heard drawers being opened and closed. "James?" The noises continued. "There's no way Lotor doesn't keep lube here. Just keep your legs spread and I'll be back to fuck you in a sec." He responded, the thought making Keith shiver and he spread his legs even more at the promise. After a moment of just the sound of drawers being opened and closed and things being moved around filling the room he finally heard James make a triumphant sound. "Finally." He muttered, standing from the bed to take off his pants and underwear before he was making his way back to where Keith was waiting, his impatience beginning to build. "You ready yet?" He demanded, wanting to get this show on the road, feeling pleased when James was finally taking his position back on top of him. "Shut it and flip over. I wanna take you from behind." He ordered and Keith didn't waste any time, turning onto his stomach and pushing himself up onto his knees as he fully presented himself to James, who made a pleased sound in response. He felt a hand run over his rear, squeezing the globe and pulling it to the side to further expose him, and he shuddered. "If I had known that getting dick would make you more pliant to work with I would've offered to fuck you a long time ago." James stated, kneading his ass slightly as the sound of a cap being flicked open echoed in the rooom. "Definitely would've made boot camp more bareable with you." "Would you just shut the fuck u-ouch!" Keith yelped, his skin burning where James had slapped him on the ass. James made a "tch" sound as the noise of him squirting the lube out of the bottle sounded, and Keith's thighs began to shake. Did he really just spank him??? "No talking back now Kogane." James commanded, moving up so that he was hovering over Keith's back now, hand coming down beside his head and breath in his ear. "I'm in charge now." Before Keith got the chance to say anything he was cut off by his own moan of pleasure when James suddenly slipped two fingers inside of him, letting it slide in as far as it could go without resistance before pausing to let him get used to the stretch. Keith breathed into the sheets, body quivering, only getting a couple seconds of reprieve before James began fingering him properly. James made a pleased noise above him, seeming to be just as turned on fingering Keith as Keith was being fingered. "God look at you." He moaned, scissoring his fingers widely causing Keith to let out a low groan at the stretch. "I've always wanted to put you in your place, you've always been so hard headed and quick to question authority, you've needed some discipline in your life." He angled his fingers, just barely brushing against the part of Keith that desperately needed to be touched, and Keith nearly cried out from the frustration of it. He knew James had control issues, had issues with his problem with authroity, and he wasn't to surprised that James got off on having this kind of control over him. To have him at his mercy like this. "You've been needing someone to feed you their cock, haven't you? I bet you've been desperate for it this whole time. Everytime you talked back to a professor or other students you just secretly wanted them to bend you over the nearest desk and fuck you into submission." Keith cried out this time when his fingers finally reached him and massaged him there almost relentlessly, the dirty talk having had taken him by surprise at first but with the sudden stimulation it was more than welcome. James made quick work with opening him up, slipping in another finger consistantly after a few thrusts, the burn of it making him pant but his gut still twisted with a rising pleasure. "I'm ready." Keith groaned, the sheets bunching up as he fisted them, his body quivering. "Just get on with it already." James gave him one last excrutiating strength before removing his hand, the emptiness of it making Keith whine. He heard the sound of something slick from behind him, a hand coming sown on his hip rubbing against the flesh there and holding him steady when he finally felt James position himself at his entrance. He let out a breath of anticipation. Finally. He held his breath as James slowly started to push himself inside with an almost pained moan, the hand on his hip tightening in an almost bruising grip. Keith let out all the air in his lungs when he finally slid in to the hilt, bottoming out in one slide of the hips. "Fuck, you're tight." James grunted. His other hand coming to grip his other hip, pulling him back so that he was completely flush against him before pushing him forward a bit and thrusting back in one rough movement. "Ah! Ooh~" Keith cried out, moaning as James started to pick up his pace and began to thrust almost wildly into him, the rough movement of it making him jostle with each thrust, the motion of it making him slide over the silk sheets briefly before he could regain some semblance of balance and it was all he could do but to keep his face burried in the sheets as James kept a tight grip on his hips keeping him elevated. The fire in his gut was spreading wildly with each thrust, the pressure building making him climb higher and higher towards his climax that he just needed that perfect angle to be met before he was on his way over. "James." Keith cried, desperate to be flung over the edge but unable to put his needs into actual words. "James, James please." The thrusts increased at his begging, seeming to go impossibly faster, and Keith found himself angling his hips to better meet him causing sparks to fly behind eyes as he finally started to hit home. "Yeah, take it." James hissed, sounding as breathless as Keith felt and Keith brought a hand to his cock to quicken his own release. "Fuck, babe, feels like you're sucking me in with how tight you're squeezing me. Fuckin' so good, so so good." Keith came with a shout after a few pumps of his cock, his orgasm blinding him as all his pent up pleasure burst out all at once. He lay there, boneless, as he basked in his post orgasm ecstasy and waited for James to finish as well. James continued to thrust into him through out his orgasm, his pace consistant for a couple more thrusts before his rythym began to stagger and with one last hard push, forcing himself as deep into Keith as he could physically go, he finally came with a pleasured cry of his own. He let himself fall onto Keith's back, chest heaving as he panted against Keith's ear with his cock still sheathed deep inside. Keith was to tired to shrug him off, still basking in his own afterglow, and figured there wasn't any harm in just letting them lie here until atleast one of them could muster up the strength to get up and clean themselves off. It was still a wild concept to him that he had actually gone through with it and fucked James Griffin, even more baffling that he was a good lay, and despite their rocky past and abrasive relationship he wondered if this could be something that happened again. He didn't like James, certainly didn't want to be in a relationship with him, but maybe this could be the start of something more casual. Something to do when they were getting on eachothers nerves or needed to get the excess stress out whenever normal excercise wasn't cutting it. He didn't expect to end the night with making a potential not-friend with benefits, but atleast he wasn't going home empty handed. [[End]]

Off you go then [[Start]]

Keith couldn't think of a better way to blow off steam. Stepping into the room he closed the door behind him, flicking the lock as he did. Last thing he needed was for someone to walk in on them and to see him in such a precarious position and tell the entire school about the sort of things he does at house parties. He has a loner reputation to uphold afterall. Acxa slippped her shirt off as the door shut and Keith followed her lead, tossing his shirt to the side and moving to the bed as his blood began to run hot with anticipation. Acxa was the first to reach for him when he got to the bed, pulling him down and rolling on top of him with such ease that Keith was briefly reminded of her black belt status at the campus karate club and he didn't think that that would be such a big turn on for him but god it was. Acxa kissed him without foreplay, her hands on his chest keeping her steady as she worked him with her mouth, and Keith let himself get lost in the moment as he let his hands glide up her strong thighs and rested them on her ass. He moaned when she ginded down him, the friction causing his already hardening cock to become fully erect and his brain practically turned off from the pleasure of it. He squeezed her ass to encourage her to continue her minstrations, kissing her back with fervor as heat built in his gut making his abs begin to tighten and he imagined he could loose himelf to this for a while if he let himself. Acxa broke the kiss, leaning back to sit fully onto his lap, smirking at his whine of disapointment at the loss and she quickly reached behind herself as she unlatched her bra and threw the garment to the side. Keith watched as her breasts bounced free, not even fighting the urge to reach for them when the need arose within him. She laughed breathely when he fondled them, leaning into the touch, "Never pegged you for a boob man." She joked, moaning in content when Keith pinched her nipples and squeezed. "Guess there's a lot you don't know about me." He replied, gaze heated, and he was suddenly desperate to get the rest of his clothes off. Acxa seemed to have the same thought because she lifted herself up, off of his lap and out of his grip and Keith only had a moment to mourn the loss before Acxa was making quick work of his pants. She pulled his pants and boxers off in one go, leaving Keith dumbfounded at the effeciency as she made quick work of her own pants and panties as well. She crawled her way back up his body, her fingers grazing the underside of his cock as she gave him an almost triumphant smirk. "You doing alright there, pretty boy?" She asked, her thumb moving over the tip of his cock and smearing the precum that had gathered there making Keith shiver at the attention. "Ah Axca, you've got him speechless." Ezor sounded and Keith had almost forgotten that the other two were there. She moved into his field of vision and with a shock he realized that at some point she and Zethrid had become naked as well. She gave him a cat like grin, her finger gliding from his stomach and up his chest tracing all the way up his neck and stopping at his mouth "So what should we do with him?" She asked, finger playing with his bottom lip. "I know you probably want his cock Axca, but Zethrid and I deserve to have fun as well." Acxa looked thoughtful as she began to grind against him once more, her soft folds sliding over his cock and covering him in her hot slick, a moan of want ripping from his chest as she continued to tease him. "There are other ways he can please you." She stated, watching him temble. "It wasn't for long but he seems to know what he's doing with his mouth. "Oh?" Ezor questioned, gaze going half lidded as she slid her finger into his mouth, sliding it over his tongue and Keith swallowed around it easily. "You feel like taking me for a ride, sweetheart?" Keith hummed in agreeance, nodding in compliance. God he just wanted to get this going. Ezor smiled devilishly at him, finally removing her finger from his mouth and allowing him to fully moan out in pleasure as Axca continued to rub agaisnt him. Ezor gave Zethrid another kiss, this one quick but sweet, before positioning over Keith's face her thighs tightening as she lowered herself over him. Keith met her readily, his hands moving to grip here thighs as he worked to support her weight and to also guide her against him. She was already wet with anticipation and she let out a full body shiver when Keith licked a fat stripe from her pussy to her clit, swirling his tongue around the engorged bud with a small suck. "Ooooooh~ That's good, that's really good." Ezor panted, grinding down on Keith's face lightly as she began to lose herself to the feeling of it. "You have to let him eat you out after this Zethrid, you'll love it." Keith didn't hear Zethrid reply and he couldn't exactly see anyone else with Ezor above him. Instead he focused on the task at hand, pulling her closer as he worked his tongue inside of her. He nearly jolted when he felt Acxa grab his dick and position herself over it. Teasing it for moment by just resting her hole against the tip before starting her desent downwards. Keith shook as pleasure wracked his body, shaking from the feeling of being encompassed in wet heat and Acxa tightened around him as she moaned. She didn't immediately sink to the hilt, instead she rose slightly, stopping herself before Keith could slip out, and sunk down once more, further and further with each bounce. She continued to moan as she rode him, Keith's own moans joining hers as he struggled to concentrate on pleasuring Ezor who was now grinding more ferverently against his face, especially when Acxa finally sunk down to the hilt. He could hear harsh breathing to his right as Zethrid was releasing her own breathy moans and he wished he could focus enough to see what was going on over by her. Ezor was the first to come, letting out a shout as she spilled over his face and tongue. Ezor sat heavily against his mouth, body shaking as she panted, and with her pleasure finally done Keith was able to fully focus on his own. He became hyper aware of Axca bouncing on his cock, chasing her own climax, and it only took her to tighten around him once more before he was crying out in his own pleasure as he finally found his release. He panted against Ezor as Axca continued to ride him, moaning loudly a moment later as she finally came, leaning heavily agaisnt his stomach as she tried to catch her breath. Finally, after a moment of recooperation, Ezor moved off of Keith and lay heavily against Zethrid who wrapped her arms around her waist easily, looking just as content as the others. "That was so fun." Ezor hummed, eyes sparkling, and lightly grazed her lips against Zethrid's with a pleasant sound. "You should give it try, babe." Zehtrid quirked an eyebrow, amused, gaze turning to Keith who stared back dazedly. He shivered when he felt a hand slide up his chest and cup his cheek, Acxa's face coming into view as she played with the wetness drying around his mouth. "Well Keith? You ready for round two?" She asked, squeezing purposely around him and he cursed his own libido. These guys were going to kill him. [[End]]

Throwing caution to the wind and riding the high the alcohol was giving him, Keith decided to make a move. Placing his hand on Lotor's thigh he slid it upwards making his intentions clear. Lotor arched an eyebrow, widening his legs in response. "Getting a bit frisky, kitten?" He had a satisfied smirk on his face, as though he were smug that Keith was finally instigating something between them. Keith was going to wipe that stupid look off his face if it was the last thing he did. Sliding from the couch onto the floor, sitting comfortably on his knees between Lotor's open legs, he set to work. Lotor looked surprised for a moment at the action, having not a expected such a bold move, but was pleased with it none the less. Keith tied back his hair so that it wouldnt get in the way and once he was done he slid his hands up Lotors thighs feeling the muscle beneath them twitch as he did so. Lotor was an athlete, participating in both the swim team and the basketball team for their university, and Keith could practically feel the power in his thighs as he gave them a squeeze. He bet Lotor could support a lot with those thighs, but for now that would have to be something thats explored at a later time. Currently he was more interested in the growing bulge before him. Gliding his hands over he fondled length of him through his pants, getting a feel for what he was in for, before moving on to undoing the button and zipper. Lotor watched him as he did so chuckling lowly when he struggled for a brief moment with the button, the alcohol making his fingers fumble, but his gaze grew a bit more heated when Keith finally managed to get his pants open and his cock was sprung free. It was a nice cock, Keith admitted to himself as he took it in, eyeing the length appreciatively. He used to assume that Lotor was always overcompensating with his wealth and status as a way to make up for his own physical short-comings but of course he seemed to be perfect down here just as he seemed to be in real life. Taking the base in his hand he leaned forward to press a kiss at the base, letting his tongue poke out as he licked a stripe up the underside of the cock all the way up to the tip where he swirled his tongue around the crown. He felt Lotor shiver beneath his minstrations, hands coming up to intertwine in his hair and hold his head steady, encouraging him to start taking the length into his mouth. Keith did so, letting the head slide past his lips and over tongue, only stopping his dessent when he felt the tip start to hit the back of his throat and bobbing back up. Lotor's hands guided the movements, his biceps bulging as he moved Keith's head up and down his cock, his head tilted back against the couch as his moans became breathy. "Fuck that feels good." He gritted out, urging Keith's head lower and lower with each bob. Keith complied, letting out his own set of moans as he continued to take in Lotor's length, his hand still wrapped around his base massaging him lightly. Deciding to show off a bit more Keith sunk further down the length, swallowing around Lotor this time when he felt the cock hit the back of his throat once more and allowing it to slide down his throat in one easy movement. Lotor let out a loud moan, hands tightening in his hair almost painfully as his body shuddered. "Damn, kitten, who taught you that trick?" He asked as though Keith could respond, pulling his hair as he urged him to coninue down until his nose was burried into thick curls. "Fuck, if I'd known you were this good at giving head I would've had you over ages ago." He grunted out, hips bucking slightly, the movement almost making Keith choke. "Mind if I fuck your throat, baby?" Keith took a breath through his nose, the curls tickling him slightly, and nodded as best he could. Lotor's smile was wicked as he adjusted his grip on Keith head, keeping him steady as he began to move his hips as he thrust in and out of Keith's mouth. Keith did his best to keep his throat relaxed, just relishing in the power Lotor currently had over him, and moved his hands down to his own jeans where he had already grown almost unbearbly hard himself. Taking himself in hand and he tried to mimic Lotor's rythym, quick and precise, and soon lost himself in the ecstacy of it. He was the first to cum, spraying out over his hand with a muffled cry as Lotor continued to abuse his throat. His own rythym going strong for a couple seconds before his pace started to get a bit more frantic, more desperate, and with one last hard thrust he was spilling down Keith's throat with a long drawn out groan. Keith swallowed what he could, still in his own afterglow, and waited for Lotor to finish. He continued to hold Keith's head in place as he panted, cock soft in his mouth, before straightening up slightly and slowly lifting Keith's head off of his cock, not bothering to tuck it away once it slipped free and instead focused on Keith who had a bit of a dazed look on his face now. He cupped his face, thumb gliding over his slightly puffy bottom lip as he gave him another smile. "I don't suppose you'd like to spend the night?" He asked and Keith felt himself slump forward, to tired post orgasm to really refuse. This was not how he'd thought his night would go, but then again he wasn't exactly complaining. [[End]]

Wasn't Shiro at this party somewhere? Keith thought, pushing off the counter and stumbling his way into the party, the blasting music and flashing lights making the room spin a bit more. Where was it that he had seen Shiro go? Surely he had to be around here somewhere. He staggered his way through the house, barely keeping his balance as he was jostled between dancing bodies, and when he finally made it out into an open area he nearly tripped on some unseen object, unintentionally stumbling into who he had been searching for. He landed squarely on a firm chest, the impact rattling him slightly as hands much bigger than his own landed on his hips to steady him, and Keith blinked up at the face of his friend. "Shiro~" Keith called, arms wrapping around broad shoulders as he settled against the larger man. Man Shiro was comfy. "Keith," Shiro responded, eyes rounded almost comically in surprise. "are you drunk?" There was a strange lilt in his voice that Keith was to buzzed out to place, but he didn't let that damper his newfound good mood. He hummed cheerily, letting himself hang a bit more heavily on Shiro who easily held his weight. God he was so strong. So handsome. So strong and handsome. "Maybe just a tiny bit." Keith giggled, rubbing his cheek against a firm pec, almost purring in content. What a man. He felt Shiro shift underneath him and when Keith turned his gaze up towards him he noticed the deep flush that was spreading from the back of Shiro's neck and over the tips of his ears. He was so pretty when he blushed. Shiro spluttered, blushing harder. Did he say that out loud? Meh, who knows. "Alright, lets sober you up a bit." Shiro said, still flushing hard as he averted his gaze from Keith, keeping his grip on him as he began to guide him through the house and eventually leading him out the front door. He sat him down on a nearby lawn chair, Keith easily allowing him to do so, but pouting when Shiro didn't join him. "Stay here. I'm going to go get you some water." Keith huffed and pouted as he watched Shiro disapear into the house once again, sad that he was leaving but enjoying the view of the way his jeans fit his ass just the same. Leaning back against the lawn chair, Keith found himself satring up at the night sky. Lotor's house was in a suburb near the city so not a lot of stars were visible, but since it was the dead of night and most places were closed by now there were still a good amount of stars peaking through the light pollution in the sky. His eyes were drawn to the moon, it being in its waining gibbous phase he recalled from his astronomy course, and stared at its far off shape. The moon was pretty. So pretty. He wondered if it was actually made out of cheese like his father used to tell him when he was younger. He liked cheese, he could probably eat the moon cheese if he ever got the oppurtunity too. Did Shiro like cheese? If so maybe they could go there on their first date, they could talk and laugh and eat moon cheese as they watched the stars together. Yeah, that sounded romantic. But wait, Keith thought, brows drawing together as he thought it over. Wasn't cheese considered fancy? Wouldn't that mean he'd have to dress up in a fancy suit for the occasion? He didn't have a suit that he owned let alone a nice one, how was he supposed to whoo Shiro on their moon cheese date if he couldn't even dress properly for the occasion? His lower lip wobbled slightly as his eyes began to water. He hasn't even asked Shiro out yet and he's already ruined it. "Keith?" He heard Shiro question, a hand falling onto his shoulder. "You doing ok there, bud?" Keith turned his watery gaze up to Shiro who was staring at him with a mix of confused concern. God, how could he have blown his chance with this beautiful man already. "I don't have a fancy suit." He all but cried, waiting for Shiro to reprimand and leave him like he deserved. Shiro's confusion only seemed to deepen though, holding out the tall glass of water he was holding. "Just drink this water." He ordered and Keith took the glass with a sniffle and began to drink from it. He was still pretty buzzed even after finishing the water, Shiro taking it from his hands and placing it on the grass beside them before urging Keith up from his seat gently. "Come on, I'll give you a ride home." Keith easily went, still to distraught with his own short commings to put up much of a fight. "Do you have a suit?" Keith asked, hoping that maybe he wasn't the only one who didn't have fancy clothes. Maybe he could still salvage the date if Shiro also didn't have a suit to wear to it. Shiro reached into his pocket and took out his car keys, his Jeep beeping as they approached. "Um, yeah?" He responded, still completely at a loss as to why Keith was suddenly so obsessed with suits, and Keith nearly wailed at his own damnation. Of course he had a suit, why wouldn't someone as perfect as Shiro have a suit? God he was so far out of his league. Keith barely noticed as Shiro put him in the passenger seat of his black Jeep, not even registering when the door shut beside him or even when Shiro started the car and drove him home. He was to caught up in his own self wallowing to notice the concerned looks Shiro was shooting him as he drove. He didn't come back into focus again until his door was opened and Shiro was suddenly there, unbuckling his seatbelt and helping him out of the seat. Keith blinked dazedly as he looked around. Oh. They were at his apartment complex now. When did that happen? Shiro walked him to the gated door, typing in the access code after Keith managed to slur it out for him, and the two began the trek up to Keith's apartment on the third floor. He was still to bummed out to really say or do much, not even fully processing the fact that Shiro reached into his pockets to find his keys so that he could unlock the door and get them inside. He didn't deserve to get excited from Shiro's hand in his pants. Kosmo gave a loud 'wuff' when as he greeted them at the door, tail wagging as he paced around them and eagerly licked at Keith's fingers as Shiro guided him to his couch, gently easing him down once he got there. "Kosmo." Keith cried, hands gripping Kosmo's fluffy face as he went horizontal on the couch. "Kosmo, I ruined our first date." He forlourned, and Kosmo licked his face in sympathy. What a good boy. "First date?" He heard Shiro ask, still somewhere in the room, and Keith nodded. "I don't have a suit for our date." He explained, exposing his own shame. "We can't go to the moon to eat cheese because I don't have anything fancy to wear." Kosmo snuffled in close, wet nose nudging Keith as he whined at his distess. Shiro stared at him, trying to process and understand what he was saying before shaking his head. "Get some sleep, Keith." He said, appearing in his field of few with a pillow and blanket, placing them over him delicately and easing the pillow beneath Keith's head. "We'll talk about it when your heads clearer." Keith nodded, still sniffling pathetically as he curled up on the couch and burried his face into his pillow. He heard Shiro begin to walk away, his footsteps heading towards the door and somewhere in Keith's brain he realized that Shiro was leaving. He popped his head up to look for him, distressed. "You're leaving?" He asked, neck straining as he struggled to get a look at Shiro. Shiro paused at the door, hand outstretched as he reached for the door knob, suddenly looking unsure. "Did you want me to stay?" He asked and Keith nodded blearily. He didn't want him to go, not yet. Something in Shiro's gaze softened, his hand falling to his side and thankfully turning away from the door, making his way back to where Keith was bundled up on the couch. "Ok, I'll stay." He agreed easily, hand coming up to genlty brush some of Keith's hair out of his eyes and brushing it behind his ear. Keith closed his eyes, relishing at the contact, and let himself sink deeper into the couch now that he knew Shiro wasn't going anywhere. "We'll talk in the morning." He heard Shiro say before he was sinking into unconscioness, sleep finally taking hold of him. [[End]]

Deciding that he has had enough partying for one night, Keith stumbled his way through the house and made his way back outside. His head was fuzzy from the alcohol so it was a good thing that he had decided earlier to take the bus here instead of taking his bike. Walking to the bus stop had been a trip, the corners of his vision blurring and his world view tilting but he managed to hold it together long enough to make it to the bus stop and wait for the next ride to come along. He was dangerously close to dozing off, the booze making him more than ready to pass out for a tocouple hours in blissful oblivion, but he forced himself to stay conscience as he boarded the bus and waited for his stop to come up. Kosmo greeted him at the door when he finally stumbled his way into his apartment, licking his fingers as he kicked off his shoes and plopped down onto his sofa, not caring enough to make the full trip to his bed or to strip off any of his current clothing. He felt Kosmo climb up onto the sofa and lay down over his legs with a small huff and Keith couldn't find the strength to urge him off. Instead he closed his eyes and let himself drift, knowing full well that in the morning he was going to have the worst hangover of his life. [[End]]

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"Alright, lay it on me." He said as he sat on the ground, looking at the cards before them. It seemed that they had been at this for quit some time already if the array of cards before them was any indication so he would be jumping in right at the end of their game. "Pidge just entered the dungeons in the mad kings castle and is on her way to find the forbidden jewel and rescue the princess." Hunk held out a fan of cards for Keith to look at, each having a dfferent depiction of a charachter. "What do you want your class to be?" Keith looked at his options, expression thoughtful before he decided 'fuck it' and picked out the princess card. He usually always goes with the assassin card but this time he felt like trying something new. Pidge snorted at his choice, laughing, and Hunk smiled politely but Keith could see the humor in his eyes as well. Whatever. They finished the game quickly since Keith had ended up jumping in towards the end so once they wrapped up the adventure they started a new one. Some of the others found them later in the night, teasing them for playing a role playing game at a college party but joining them anyway. Lance and Allura were quick to jump in once they noticed them, Lance busting a gut when he noticed the class Keith was playing as, barely stopping to catch his breath even when Keith elbowed him deliberately in the side in an attempt to shut him up. It was a fun night, it always was when he played around with his friends, but he couldn't help but to feel that he had missed out on something else at the party. Maybe next time when he came to one of these things he'd explore around a bit more before settling down. Tonight though, he was content to beat his friends as a kick ass princess with no morale highground what so ever. [[End]]

"Thanks, I appreciate the invitation but I think I'm gonna wander around a bit first." He responded and Hunk shrugged his shoulders, unbothered by the rejection. "No problem man, have a good time and stay safe!" Hunk said and Keith rolled his eyes as he turned to walk away with a wave. "Later loser!" Pidge called and Keith shook his head fondly. Looking around the party he reconsidered his options once again. [[Join Romelle and James]] [[Join Lotor and Shiro]] [[Join Lance and Allura]]