Canon Updates Can Be Hard to Do

[tempredmental]

Who: Keith, OTA
Broadcast: None
Action: Huntress, Iskaulit
When: Starting Dec 16, through to the end of the month

Huntress

[After Lance left, Keith came out of his room to refamiliarize himself with the ship. It was a strange feeling. He knew it hadn't been as long as he thought it was, but he had so much new stuff crammed into his head. What felt like months, maybe a whole year, while he was only gone for maybe a week? It was a strange sensation.

Shipmates would first notice that he wasn't wearing the familiar white and red armor, but something darker... black with purple, and it had a hood he could pull up over his head. He still had the Paladin armor, as it had remained in his room during his disappearance, but he no longer felt right wearing it.

He visited the bridge (the pilot station), the lounge, and a few other places. He found the wrapped gift in the cargo bay.

He wasn't sure how to feel about it, but it was definitely his knife. He attached the sheath to the back of his belt in its usual place, intent on heading out with no word to anyone about it.]

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Iskaulit

[Keith spent most of his time on the Iskaulit in the gym, working with his new gift... a large dagger that had a glowing emblem on the hilt. He seemed frustrated by something about it as he worked with it.

Outside of the gym, he visited the lecture hall to check on the information stash, and he also stopped by The Melting Pot for some food. Eventually, he wound up at Team Voltron's Lion's Den, but he hovered at the door, uncertain about entering.]

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Planet

[Snowmobiles? Racing? Consider it done. Keith was using the speed and racing to clear his head. In some ways, it worked even better than physical training. The idea of letting everything go from his mind to focus on not crashing was a good way to get his head on straight, right? Plus, it was almost symbolic the way the wind from racing along blew away all his cares.

That didn't mean he wasn't up for a race or two. In fact, he relished the idea of doing it, taking on challenges that might seem a little crazy.]

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Comments

[the_tailor]

[It was a lot better. As much as he likes desperate kisses, he prefers them not to be desperate in a way that's solely to distract from dark thoughts. Good desperate is better. For the third time, he goes to touch Keith's back, because he's noticed that shiver going through him.]

[tempredmental]

[Yup... and it worked again, too, eliciting that tiny gasp and setting his heart racing. Keith drew himself up a bit, trying not to outright shiver in response and pressing tighter against his boyfriend as a result of the motion, but he couldn't stop those chills, nor the goosebumps that raised up on his skin under Lance's feathery touch.]

[the_tailor]

Mmn... Guess you like that, huh?

[He loves that he can get him to react like this. That all it takes is to just brush his fingers against his back to have him seeming like he's weak in the knees. Lance dares to slide his hand further up the back of Keith's shirt, exploring his skin with his hand.

Yup. Definitely glad for the locked door.]

[tempredmental]

Mm.

[Further up his back, it just felt nice to have Lance's hands warm against his bare skin. Keith wasn't surprised that his boyfriend's hands were soft, either. It was just, in this kind of moment, having Lance's hands on his skin around his waist was almost a tease...]

There has to be something that you like, too.

[He leaned his head down a bit, his breath tickling at Lance's neck for a few seconds before he started kissing there, right at the pulse point.]

[the_tailor]

[He takes good care of his hands and the rest of his skin here too, using the beauty products left over from his birthday; they're dwindling, so hopefully he can restock on this planet. Maybe he can even convince Keith to try some of them himself. Not that Keith's skin is bad at all, nope, he thinks as he keeps on touching it. Pretty darn good without any extra work put into it.

Lance inhales sharply when he feels Keith's lips on his neck, because that feels great. Keith can probably feel Lance's hands momentarily tremble against his back.]

That--yeah, I'm pretty positive I like that.

[tempredmental]

[That got Keith to smile a bit against Lance's neck. Good. They were still even. Keith ever so lightly ran the tip of his tongue along the pulse point on Lance's neck.]

That, huh? Just that?

[He did it again.]

[the_tailor]

[So maybe his neck is kind of sensitive, and maybe he whimpers very, very softly.]

That's a start.

[tempredmental]

[Keith lifted his head and then used his mouth to tug a little on Lance's earlobe.]

[the_tailor]

This...is how I'm gonna go. Death by mega hot boyfriend.

[Apparently his ears are a thing too, which he didn't know until now, and his nails scrape against Keith's back.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith chuckled, nuzzling his face against Lance's cheek.]

Well, I wouldn't want to cause death. Maybe I should stop.

[the_tailor]

Don't you even!

[He nuzzles right back, giving a little "hmph".]

Stopping is for losers. And you're a winner, aren't you?

[tempredmental]

[That got Keith to outright laugh... and it felt good.]

[the_tailor]

[Keith laughter is some of the best laughter, and Lance can't help but laughing right along.]

You know we're so going to end up competing on who can make the other feel better, yeah?

[tempredmental]

Sounds like a good competition to me.

[Keith smiled, shrugging lightly at the idea. He kissed Lance's cheek, then his nose, then pressed his own forehead against the other's. It was nice, just being close like this, and he wanted to revel in it.]

[the_tailor]

[It definitely was. He reaches down to tangle their fingers together, sighing contentedly.

This is how things should always go, he thinks.]

I'm definitely gonna beat you.

[tempredmental]

[Keith smirked.]

We'll see.

[He reached up with his free hand, settling it on the back of Lance's neck again, and pulled him in for another kiss.]