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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Voltron:_Legendary_Defender
  Relationship:
      Keith/Lance/Shiro, Keith_&_Lance_&_Shiro, Keith/Lance_(Voltron), Keith/
      Shiro_(Voltron), Lance/Shiro_(Voltron)
  Character:
      Shiro_(Voltron), Lance_(Voltron), Keith_(Voltron)
  Additional Tags:
      Polyamory, Threesome_-_M/M/M, Shower_Sex, Bathtub_Sex, Smut
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-10-25 Words: 2604
****** Shiro's Apartment ******
by Icandigelvis
Summary
     Shiro was renting out two of the rooms in his apartment to earn extra
     cash.
     Guess which two gays gets them.
Notes
     Well hello there ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
     This came out of nowhere  sexual frustration
See the end of the work for more notes
Keith was the first one to rent a room, desperate for any kind of deal
possible. His previous apartment had gotten way too expensive really quick but
Keith still had high enough standards to avoid the student dormitories that
were spread around the cities.
Shiro was a soon-to-be police officer finishing up his last year and jumped the
decision to buy an apartment of a friend who was moving overseas. There were
two rooms that could be used for whatever or for renting out and Shiro could
need the extra cash. Keith was one of the people calling for the room the same
day Shiro had posted it online, Shiro quickly checking up the mullet-haired on
Facebook before deciding a date for a meeting.
Keith wasn’t overly social but neither was he rude; Shiro figured he would do
just fine. The third room was a bit smaller and Shiro spent an entire day re-
painting the walls white before posting the ad. Just like last time people were
jumping onto it immediately; apartments and rooms were really hard to find.
When Shiro asked Keith what kind of person he would prefer to be their roommate
Keith instead listed the kinds of people he wouldn’t like.
Pidge stayed for about a week before changing city completely. Shiro had been
happy with Pidge, she made no noise and sometimes even cooked for the two boy
who had no idea what even a food processor was, to her shock. Pidge was a bit
messy but Shiro always figured he could clean up after her if she cooked.
Then Lance came along, hitting on Shiro on the first day they met for the
interview even. Shiro found him sort of adorable but Lance also passed on
getting the room. Lance paid the same rent as Keith did even as his room was
slightly smaller and it didn’t take long before the two started bickering about
different things.
It took Shiro a week before he realized Keith was getting handsy with him too,
only to spite Lance. The attention was nice, it was certainly entertaining to
watch them fight like kids. For a while, that was.
“Lance,” Shiro called, putting a bit of authority in his voice as he watched
Lance gulp down milk from a cartoon that clearly read lactose. Which Lance
didn’t need. Which Keith needed.
“I’m out of milk, he won’t notice,” Lance said while putting it back, coughing
a bit in surprise. He dried his mouth with the back of his hand, closing the
fridge. Lance had now been living in Shiro’s apartment for a little over two
months, and those months had passed quickly.
“Did you just come back? How did it go?” Lance asked, leaning against the
counter as Shiro put down the heavy shopping bag on the table, opening the
cupboard to stack his food on his shelf; the highest one.
“I’m fairly sure I’ll pass,” Shiro replied, unpacking the cold groceries onto
the fridge’s highest shelf too. “At least the exam didn’t feel that difficult,
just long.”
“You’ll always pass because you always pass,” Lance said, grinning. Shiro knew
that look, meeting his eyes for a second longer than normal.
“Don’t you have to study?” Shiro asked, crossing his arms after closing the
fridge.
“Nah, I’m good,” Lance simply replied, walking over to Shiro.
“I need a shower first,” Shiro sighed, feeling Lance’s warm hands fall onto his
hips.
“Great! I’ll join you,” Lance grinned, gripping for his hand as he headed
towards the apartment’s only bathroom.
---
When Keith stepped inside a couple minutes later he sniffled from the cold
outside, unwrapping his scarf to throw it onto the IKEA hatrack Lance had very
crookedly screwed onto the wall. One of Keith’s earphones fell out while he
bent down to remove his boots and he could immediately hear the thumping from
the bathroom.
Keith sighed, he had really been looking forwards to a hot shower when he got
home. It was probably fucking Lance’s fault, Keith decided with a grunt.
After shrugging out of his jacket and leaving his backpack and laptop inside
his room he grabbed a towel and headed towards the bathroom.
“-ah, ah, ah, fuck-” Lance moaned from inside, Keith also picking up Shiro’s
heavy breathing in rhythm with Lance’s voice.
“Guys,” Keith yelled, banging a fist against the door, “I need a shower!”
“Then join- ah, fuck, join us,” came from inside just as Keith had expected.
The mullet-haired stared at the wall, having a moment of decision before
opening the door with a sigh.
“Welcome back,” Shiro greeted him, looking over his shoulder at Keith for a
second before turning towards Lance who he had pressed up against the wall,
legs over his arms. Lance’s head was tilted back against the white tiles and it
didn’t really look that comfortable with the way Shiro was pushing him up and
down. Lance was flexible from all the yoga (and sex) he did but Keith almost
shivered at the position the teen was in; legs spread in an almost a split.
Keith would be crying on the floor if Shiro tried to fuck him like that.
“You know what, I’ll just take a bath instead,” Keith said, half to himself,
half to the other two. He stripped down from everything apart from his boxers
and walked up to the bathtub, reaching over to turn it on. Lance’s foot hit his
shoulder while he waited for the water to become warm, turning to look at them.
While standing bent over he was just at the right height and position to get a
first seat view of Shiro’s cock thrusting in and out of Lance’s hole. With an
impressed raise of his eyebrows Keith realized Lance had waxed again, giving
the other silent props. Not like he would praise him vocally and feed the
hungry lion that was Lance’s ego.
“Excuse me gentlemen,” Keith sarcastically said while waiting for Shiro to move
over so he could pull down the plug for the bathtub.
With a laugh Shiro got a better grip on Lance’s legs, side stepping for a
moment so Keith could reach. Lance of course took the opportunity to reach for
Keith’s clothed ass, giving it a stroke while Keith in turn didn’t even pay him
any attention. The slap Lance gave him however had Keith turning to glare at
the other. Lance only grinned back.
Keith then watched as Lance’s grin faltered and a moan left his throat as Shiro
resumed fucking him.
“How was work?” Shiro asked a second later, Keith stripping out of his boxers
before poking a toe inside the bathtub to feel the water. It was a bit too warm
and Keith shivered at the heat, stepping inside nonetheless.
“Fine. There was a dumb-ass student trying to steal 6 books under his shirt, so
that was amusing” Keith said, Shiro chuckling in reply between his pants. Keith
glanced at them after he was seated in the tub, watching Lance begin to pump
himself between their bodies.
“He wasn’t trying very had either, looking around at us in the library-
“Come inside me,” Lance gasped.
“- constantly, even tripping into the tables at one point,” Keith said, lifting
an elbow onto the edge of the tub, rubbing his long fingers into his hair as he
lazily watched the two get closer to orgasm. He was already half-hard in the
tub but couldn’t be bothered to mastrubate under the water as his hand would
get tired too fast.
“Sounds fun-” Shiro started but was interrupted when Lance grabbed his hair,
pressing their mouths together as he brought himself over the edge with his
other hand. Leaning back a second later Lance bit his lips, probably clenching
down around Shiro’s cock. Keith watched with interest as Shiro rested his
forehead against Lance’s shoulder, hips picking up speed for a couple of
seconds. Rabbit-speed thrusts were slowed down to rough grinding as Shiro
nipped on Lance’s neck, the tan teen looking down at Keith with a grin.
“You’re not getting into the fucking tub with me,” Keith growled as he watched
Shiro slowly lower Lance to the floor, the younger’s legs wobbly. Shiro didn’t
say anything but held onto Lance’s ass, giving Keith a look too before turning
them so Lance’s back was to Keith. With curiosity Keith’s eyes panned down to
Lance’s ass, watching as Shiro pulled his cheeks apart. Lance whimpered and
Keith’s voice hitched as Shiro’s seed spilled out, trailing down a tan leg.
“You’re so dirty, daddy,” Lance whispered, loud enough for Keith to hear too
and the mullet-haired rolled his eyes.
“You were the one yelling for him to come inside you,” Keith said, Shiro
smiling nonetheless and meeting Lance’s kiss. The older turned on the shower,
probably not that warm with the way Lance whimpered. Keith could already see
where this was going as Shiro rather briefly cleaned them off and then turned
off the shower. Keith grunted before they even got close to the bathtub,
leaning forewards as Shiro first climbed down behind him. Keith settled back
against his chest, aligning their limbs and resting his arms on Shiro’s knees.
“Fuck, Lance,” Keith grunted as Lance jumped inside with hurry in front of
them, facing Keith and lying flat on his stomach to rest against his chest. At
least they were both comfortably warm, even from the luke warm shower a second
ago. Had to be the workout; the sex.
Lance struggled a bit but succeeded in wiggling his arms around Keith’s back,
his own legs bent by the knees and sticking up at the end of the tub. He
crossed his ankles, Keith staring at the soles of Lance’s feet. Lucky for
fucking Lance that his feet didn’t look gross.
“I think we should invest in a bigger bath,” Lance said, having closed his eyes
where he rested his head against Keith’s front, sighing air against his skin.
“Didn’t you just say, like a week ago, that a king size was a bigger priority?”
Keith asked, lazily and gently running his nails against Shiro’s knee. His
boner was still half-hard, poking Lance in the stomach. The younger still
seemed to ignore it.
“Why not both?” Lance shrugged, Shiro humming a short laugh behind Keith. His
hands slowly crept from their place on Keith’s hips to his front, one lying
flat below his stomach with the other slowly grabbed for Keith’s shaft. He
comfortably closed his eyes as he felt Shiro starting to work on it, pumping it
in his palm while the other hand reached over to very gently rub his balls. A
finger dangerously slipped lower while Keith was distracted by the fingers on
his cock and when Shiro started rubbing against his hole with more pressure
Keith released a sigh.
With two half-lidded eyes Keith watched Lance lean back as much as he could
while still resting his elbows on the bottom of the tub, water up to his neck.
With two slender hands he took Keith’s shaft from Shiro’s hand, wrapping both
around it.
Shiro gently pushed under Keith’s ass and the mullet-haired raised his hips for
Shiro to prop him up a bit higher, now sitting on Shiro’s hips. Keith then made
a small complaint before Shiro reached around and raised Keith’s legs into the
air, knees now nearly pressed against his own chest. Lance grinned at the view
and resumed his handjob. Keith observed as Shiro used both hands to toy with
his hole with Lance rubbing his cock underwater, the head sometimes peeking
above the surface in the small waves. When Lance leaned down to wrap his lips
around it Keith only watched for a second before leaning back against Shiro’s
shoulder again, closing his eyes.
Shiro’s fingers were bigger than Lance’s, bigger than Keith’s but still felt
amazing inside of him. Keith was awful at pleasuring himself anally but Shiro
always did an A+ job, Lance mostly earning himself borderline Bs. Which Keith
of course graded as Ds when Lance asked.
But Lance could suck cock like a goddamn devil, his tongue smooth and long, the
guy being able to do most party tricks with it. His fingers were slender but
strong, definitely soft and always had Keith coming in mere minutes. And with
Shiro now thrusting and curling two fingers inside of him Keith was breathing
loudly for air in just a short while. Shiro’s deep voice was especially
entrancing, possessive and authoritative as he whispered either sweet nothings
or dirty something’s in Keith’s ear.
“Look at Lance, sucking your cock like he’s starving,” Shiro worded, Keith
forcing his eyes open to watch Lance. A louder grunt left his mouth and Lance
looked up, not leaving his task while smiling back at Keith, mouth full of him.
“Imagine how good I felt fucking him earlier, such a good little boy he is,
right?” Shiro asked, scissoring his fingers inside Keith who could only nod at
Shiro’s statement. Lance leaned back slightly, holding Keith’s shaft with both
hands as he poked out his tongue to lick at the slit, Keith hissing as his legs
trembled. He wanted to reach over and push Lance down onto his dick but his
arms lay heavy over the bathtub’s edge.
“Come on,” he whined instead, earning a dark chuckled from both behind him and
on his cock.
“Someone’s impatient,” Lance spoke around him and Keith huffed, staring at him
with lidded eyes. He wanted to tell them both he was now in the mood for some
actual fucking in Shiro’s bed later but didn’t word it nonetheless. He somehow
felt differently after orgasming.
“I think Keith might be a little cock hungry himself,” Shiro suggested, Lance
nodding.
The familiar, desperate feeling was starting to come crawling up his skin and
Keith thrust his hips upwards, Lance’s head being pushed back with the
movement. Lance gave him a dark look but continued sucking him nonetheless,
Keith’s lips falling into a smirk in reply.
“Impatient indeed,” Shiro mumbled, pushing a third finger inside only for a
moment, to Keith’s surprise. It was a tight stretch and he exhaled loudly,
hands gripping onto the bathtub’s edge as he felt himself grow closer.
Lance must’ve realized too as he leaned back again, putting more force into
moving his fist. Keith watched him open his mouth, aiming his cock to his
tongue that stuck out, ready to catch his cum.
Shiro turned his fingers, pressing two against Keith’s prostate and he
immediately shuddered, close to spasming as he finally fell over the edge,
Lance pumping the white strips out of him. Most of the mess landed on his
cheeks rather than his outstretched tongue though.
“Fucking fuck,” Keith groaned, letting Shiro catch him as he slumped together,
falling back against his chest. He heard Lance spit into the water but couldn’t
even be bothered to complain, staring exhausted at the bathroom door.
“We done?” Lance asked energetically in front of them, finally letting go of
Keith’s spent dick, the mullet-haired turning to stare at him. “Cause I’m ready
for round two,” Lance said, climbing out of the tub, sporting a proud boner.
And if Keith could guess by the hard object poking him in the back so was
Shiro.
“Ugh,” was all Keith got out as they manhandled him over to the bedroom.
Keeping up with one boyfriend was hard enough when they never orgasmed at the
same time. Imagine two boyfriends. It was a never ending cycle that Keith just
had to accept. It came with the package that was Shiro and Lance.
End Notes
     Thanks for reading! (´∀｀)
     I hope you liked it, please let me know if you thought it was shit. ♡
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