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works/11974542.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Voltron:_Legendary_Defender
  Relationship:
      Lance/Shiro_(Voltron)
  Character:
      Lance_(Voltron), Shiro_(Voltron), Brief_mention_of_Matt_Holt
  Additional Tags:
      PWP, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, Smut, Shameless_Smut, Teacher-
      Student_Relationship, Alternate_Universe_-_Student/Teacher, Teacher
      Shiro, Student_Lance, Throat_Fucking, Oral_Sex, Rough_Oral_Sex, Light
      Dom/sub, Face-Fucking
  Series:
      Part 1 of S_is_for_Spicy_Stuff
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-09-02 Words: 2571
****** Captain, My Captain ******
by DracoNorth
Summary
     Lance is a little hot for his teacher, Captain Shirogane, but will
     all his efforts pay off?
     This has nothing to do with cannon at all; its written at the Galaxy
     Garrison and Shiro didn't go to Kerberos with Matt but instead became
     a teacher... of sorts.
Notes
     I tried out Shance because Shance is also one of my favourite
     ships???
     But I also can't seem to find my voice when I write Shiro but I will
     try???
     This is the first of my September Writing Challenge lol goodbye.
The first flight simulator was created back in 1910 and was essentially just
two barrel halves; one placed on top of a pedestal and the other one was there
to represent a swinging cockpit. The pilots who were training to be so, would
sit in the upper half of that swinging barrel and it would be manually moved to
simulate various speeds of wind so the newbies could practice how to control
flight attitudes.
It was not meant for sex at all.
Nor were the newer versions of said simulators that were even more advanced in
technology and taught pilots how to fly in space rather then how to manage
numerous different wind speeds.
But if there were a simulator created for this moment, it would be needed right
about now as Lance dropped down to his knees and eagerly opened his mouth up
for the really thick cock he was about to suck.
If only there were a simulator to teach you that.
To be honest, Lance couldn't exactly tell you how he had found himself falling
head over dick in love with a certain captain. Before he even knew it, the
senior officer was appointed to his class just a little over a year ago. He was
to teach them air combat manoeuvring skills and the many successful ways to
perform rescue missions. Of course, however, all the girls in his class swooned
every time Shiro would open his mouth or even lift his arm up to gesture
towards something on the holo screen.
But by god, did Lance never not think about how perfect Shiro's hands were and
how'd they'd look wrapped around his slim tanned thighs as the graduate student
ploughed him into the wall.
Fast forward to having Shiro as his teacher for a good six months now, Lance
couldn't help himself any longer and started to drop hints that he was
interested in the man anyway he could.
When they were not scheduled to perform in the simulators, they had class time
and he had made it a point to always go up front to one of the students who sat
there and ask questions. But oh no, Lance knew how to ask questions and still
get attention from the others around him. It was always either the first three
students who sat in front of Shiro's desk that he'd go up to and talk with;
purposely bending over their desks for hushed conversations. Lance would
absently, if you could call it that, sway his hips every now and then to
hopefully draw attention to his ass. That wasn't the only thing Lance did in
order to try and be as blatant as he could be with his teacher.
Sometimes, Lance sat around the middle in the classroom and would chew on his
pens. Doing anything to draw someone's eyes to his mouth but whenever he would
make eye contact with Shiro, whether it be intentional or accidental, would
shoot him a very coy smile and wink before going back to doing whatever.
Other times, Lance would just do anything to draw attention to himself and
would use very implicit wording that would either inspire or totally earn him a
spot in detention permanently.
But, as expressed before, it did not.
All Lance's hard work and sexual advances paid off.
Which is how Lance had found himself here, following orders from Shiro who had
messaged him about his screw up earlier that day and was currently inside one
of the simulators as Shiro demonstrated how to properly land a Garrison cruiser
safely.
“I know how to do all that, Captain. I'm a great pilot, I know how to land.”
Lance rolled his eyes and leaned up against the cockpit's door that lead back
out to the observatory. They were in a mock up of a Galaxy Garrison cruiser
that could sit two pilots, and had one of the newer dashboards installed into
it so the students could start learning how to operate on the new systems.
Shiro was running through one of the simulations now and was telling Lance how
to manoeuvre the big ship in between small places.
“Well, you would be right but I haven't been seeing those great piloting skills
lately, Cadet McClain. You crashed the cruiser this morning and refused to
acknowledge your mistakes.”
Shiro turned around in his seat and gave him a pointed look, his thick brow
raised as the other turned down a bit in the front.
Lance huffed and crossed his arms over his chest, giving his teacher a full on
signature puppy dog pout.
“I had it all under control until Deedee started screaming about how fast we
were approaching the destination location. I'm not called the Tailor for
nothing.”
He watched as Shiro's eyes lit up with laughter before the older man chuckled
and turned back to start shutting down the machine.
“You were going much too fast to land, but I do understand where you're coming
from. I had a friend of mine faint on me in a simulation when two pilots were
absolutely needed but the rest of the class and I knew Matt wasn't much of a
pilot at all. The teacher insisted though that everyone needed to learn how to
pilot a ship when you were in a dog fight but it only ended up with us failing
the test and going to the nurse.”
Lance smiled wide and his shoulders shook as he giggled to himself, “You had
someone faint in the cockpit with you? Was it because he caught a glimpse of
you in the reflection of the windshield and couldn't help but swoon.”
He laid the back of his hand over his forehead and clutched at his shirt, a
pleasurable sigh falling past his lips as he slid down the wall for more of a
dramatic effect.
Shiro had stood up and was facing him now when he had opened his eyes. His eyes
had gone dark with an emotion Lance couldn't put his finger on but could only
describe it as hungry. Shiro had his hands tucked into his slim trouser pockets
but it looked to Lance that they were in the shape of fists.
Well oh, maybe now was his chance to try something extra.
They were alone together anyway, when was Lance ever going to get an
opportunity like this again?
Lance smiled and pushed himself off the wall, sauntering up to Shiro as best as
he could since it was a small space. Shiro just watched him, his face not
moving except for those dark, ravenous eyes that slid up and down over his
entire body before finally looking at his face. The older man stood still and
flinched only a little bit when Lance laid his hands onto his broad chest.
“If it were me in that cockpit, do you think I'd faint from how gorgeous you'd
look all dressed up in that sexy orange and white jumpsuit? Because I know from
a good source that you don't like wearing anything underneath them.”
Lance dropped his voice into a seductive purr, hoping it sounded just like that
since he could feel nerves bubbling up from his stomach. He ran his hands down
Shiro's chest to then slip two fingers each into the belt loops of his pants
before flicking his coy gaze up through his thin spidery lashes.
“Is the rumour true, Captain Shirogane, do you like going commando underneath
all your piloting gear?”
Lance watched as Shiro's eyes dropped down to look at his mouth as he bit his
bottom lip and smiled wolfishly. What happened next was nothing at all what he
expected to happen but was GREATLY received as Lance was pushed up against the
cockpit's wall and pressed so tightly into it by Shiro's full weight.
His wrists were pinned above his head and were held by one of Shiro's hands as
the other cupped his jaw gently, his thumb swiping across his cheek as they
kissed. It was a soft kiss, nothing too heavy but surprising nonetheless.
However, Shiro seemed to grow more impatient as time went by. Lance could feel
his tongue swipe across the seam of his lips, waiting for permission before
Lance allowed him access to his mouth.
Oh boy, did it feel really good to be kissed by one of your heroes.
Lance pressed his hips against Shiro's as their tongues slid together, Shiro
dominating the pace they kissed at with ease before Lance started to move
against him. He could feel his thighs parting opening as Shiro slid one leg
forward for Lance to grind on as he struggled against his binds that were
currently not allowing him to touch.
Oh god, did Lance want to touch.
Lance pulled back for a breath but Shiro swooped in again to press his mouth
back to his with an open mouth kiss. Sparks ran down every inch of Lance's body
as a moan slid out from his throat and right into his teacher's mouth. He
couldn't help himself any longer and let yet another one out as he grinded his
against Shiro's thigh that was still pressed up into his groin. The friction
felt fantastic but all Lance could think about was trying to get Shiro out of
his clothes and inside of him.
“Mhmm, Shiro--”
Shiro pulled away, their lips still brushing together as the two of them
breathed each other's air for a moment. Lance chanced a look up to see Shiro's
dark eyes watching his lips before meeting his gaze with an intense, dark look.
“Why don't you drop and give me head, Cadet.”
Lance didn't think twice about what was asked of him and immediately dropped to
the floor on his knees, his hands were released from their hold to eagerly claw
at the trouser's zipper.
“Eager, aren't we?”
Shiro's voice was so smooth and yet, very comforting. It filled spaces within
Lance that he didn't know needed filling and made his blood rush lower into his
stomach as the coil of desire slithered itself into a lustful ball.
Lance could be asked do to anything if Shiro just spoke to him like that.
He cracked a flirtatious smile up at the older man before biting his lower lip
again, pulling the zipper down slowly before pressing his lips to the black,
shiny material of Shiro's briefs. Lance heard, rather than saw Shiro give
approval before the older man's hand carded his fingers through his short brown
hair.
Lance breathed hot air on the large mound that was in front of him, his tongue
flattening itself against it without being provoked as the taste of arousal and
musk flooded his senses; spurring him forward.
“Am I doing a good job, sir?”
Lance smirked, pressing his hand against him and grinding the heel of his palm
upwards to watch Shiro's face contort into one of pleasure. A deep groan made
Lance's smile widened before Shiro slipped his hand back into his hair, his
fingers twisting themselves into the strands and pulling tight so Lance was
forced to do whatever he wanted.
“Not yet, what did I ask of you cadet?”
Shiro held Lance's face away from his lap and with his other hand, pulled
himself out from his briefs. Stroking himself a couple of times, Lance could
feel his mouth water at the sight of Shiro's very well endowed cock before
chancing a glance up at his captian.
The older man smiled knowingly before pulling Lance's head forward, his eyes
still watching him as his mouth fell open to slip ahead the thick head.
“That's my good pilot.”
Lance closed his eyes and whined at the praise, his tongue lapping the slit as
he smeared saliva and precum all around it. Shiro's hand made no move to do
anything but before Lance could pull off his cock, Shiro tightened his grip in
his hair so he couldn't move.
“I know you can handle it, Lance. I've watched that mouth of yours tease me for
a while now and I know you want this.”
Shiro encouraged him with that deep, commanding tone again and Lance
automatically just sank as much of his cock down his throat as he could. The
chocking noises were never his thing, he was a man who was always neat and
never drooling when he went down on anybody but Shiro was just built so thick
that he couldn't help getting a little messy.
This toy for sure needed to come with instructions and chocking hazards
labelled all over it.
He bobbed his head as best as he could all the while flattening his tongue to
the underside of his shaft. Shiro would tug on his hair when he Lance did
something he liked and would continue to do whatever it was till he could hear
Shiro groaning softly. Lance was skilled in every aspect that involved his
mouth, which yes including deep throating, but with a cock this size?
It was a challenge for sure that he was willing to take.
He flicked his eyes up to look at Shiro as he pulled back a little bit, laving
his tongue around the underside of his cock's head again before pushing as far
as he could go naturally. Shiro looked down at him and took a deep breath,
pushing his hips forward a bit as Lance felt tears start to prick at the sides
of his eyes.
“Lance?”
Shiro murmured softly, he loosened his grip on the back of his head but before
he could speak any further; Lance slid as much as he could further down his
throat til his lips touched the freshly shaven skin of the older man's pelvis.
Shiro let out a very deep growl as his hips jolted forward, forcing even more
of himself into Lance's mouth as the tears flowed willing down the sides of his
face. He placed his hands on either side of Shiro's thickly, muscled thighs
before letting the older man quickly thrust into his mouth.
“Ah- fuck, you're going to make me cum.”
Shiro leaned forward so he could tower over Lance, his forehead resting against
the wall as he continued to fuck into his mouth. Lance couldn't help himself
any longer and pulled his own cock out, stroking it in time with Shiro's as he
whined around the girth.
“I'm going to cum down your throat, you little tease. Fuck, Lance you look so
good.”
Lance was eating Shiro's words up as if it were the most delicious thing that
was set in front of him which made his own release quick. He spilled all over
his closed fist as he looked up to watch Shiro's own orgasm take over; his
teacher growled as he buried his cock into his throat again, making sure
Lance's lips were pressed firmly around the base of him. Hot liquid slid down
his throat before Shiro pulled himself out to paint a little bit of white over
his lips before tucking his spent cock back into his pants.
Lance couldn't help but swallow and cough, the air that was stolen from him
burned his lungs as he took huge gulps. His lips felt stretched but he still
felt extremely satisfied with how his night had turned out.
Too bad what happened next wasn't as pleasant as what could have gone down
instead.
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