[It's honestly that much better being face to face, chest to chest. He groans when Lance grinds against him, fingers sliding down his slim waist to pull him a little closer.]
You're... getting ahead of yourself, aren't you? [Huffing a laugh, he shivers and rubs idle circles over Lance's skin. How are they even going to manage this? Did Lance bring lube with him?
... On second thought, he wouldn't put it past him.]
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You're... getting ahead of yourself, aren't you? [Huffing a laugh, he shivers and rubs idle circles over Lance's skin. How are they even going to manage this? Did Lance bring lube with him?
... On second thought, he wouldn't put it past him.]