Reunited college
The doorbell rang, and Lance ran down the stairs excitedly. He threw open the door with a smile. "Mullet!" He exclaimed, pulling them into a hug. They laughed. "Hey Lance. Long time no see." "Yeah Keith, you just HAD to study abroad for a year and a half." Lance said jokingly as they pulled apart. "So what's up man? You didn't text much." "It gets a little expensive to call or text someone in the US from Korea. But it was great. Hey, um, I was wondering if you could help me find someone." Keith said, putting his backpack on the coffee table. "Lance, is that the infamous Mullet I've been hearing about?" His roommate called from upstairs. "Yeah! Come on down!" Steps are heard as Lance turns to Keith. "That's my roommate. You're gonna love him. He's really cool."
They came down the stairs "So who's-" they froze, along with Keith. "Uh, hey Keith." They say with a weak smile. "Hey James." Lance looks back and forth between the two. "Do you know each other?" The two others smiled. "Keith, was, uh..." "We, kind of, well-" "Keith and I dated. But we uh, broke up when he went to Marmora. Didn't want to do long-distance." James explained. "Oohhh." Lance said, a look of realization dawning on his face. "Oh.OH! Well then, you two should talk." He suggested, starting to herd them upstairs. "Um, no. I think Shiro will want to see him." James protested. "And I still have to visit Pidge and Hunk." Keith says. "Nonsense. They don't know you're back yet. You have plenty of time. Have fun. But not too much fun." Lance says with a wink as he closes the door to James's room. He sighs and sits on his bed, patting the spot next to him. "He's not gonna let us leave without talking." Keith flips onto the bed next to him. "Stubborn ass." He looks over at James and sees how much he's changed over the past 14 months.
His hair is a little longer, body more built, but his eyes still shine that same purple. He can see his collarbone in his vneck shirt, and he has a black sleeve on his right arm. Little does he know, James does the same, eyes tracing his face, and the scar he's acquired on his cheek. He still has his lean body but he has more muscle in his legs, visible in his skinny black jeans. "What happened?" James asks, cupping his sacred cheek gently. "Crashed my motorcycle into another car. Flipped right over it and dented the hood. Lady was really nice though. Checked on me, took me to a doctor. I also got part of her windshield stuck in my shoulder." James laughed. "Krolia and Kolivan must've loved that. 'Excuse me ma'am, I need you to come pick your son up from the hospital. He crashed his death trap into another vehicle.'" He said, making a phone with his hand and doing a weird voice, causing Keith to laugh. "Pretty much. What about you. What's with the sleeve?" He asked, nodding towards it. "Oh. Um, Allura hooked me up with someone." He pulled it off, revealing a red rose tattoo, going up and down his forearm. "Isn't that…" Keith trailed off, grabbing his hand and pulling it closer so he could inspect it. "Your drawing? Yeah. You worked on it for weeks. I'd never forget it." Keith looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. "And it's red." "You like red." James said with a smile. They both realized how close they were, and their cheek flushed pink. Then they laughed. "What are we doing?" Keith asked. "I don't even know. Things got so weird there for a second." They heard a thump and glanced at the door, seeing a shadow underneath it. "So, what else did you do in Korea?" James asked, stepping off the bed. "I got to draw some of the skylines. It was really pretty." He answered. James was at the door now, and had a hand on the handle. "Really?" "Yeah." He yanked the door open, and Lance scrambled away. "Dude, really?" "What? You can't just say you're dating and then not tell me anything else." "Don't you know it's rude to eavesdrop? Go bug Allura or something." James ordered before slamming the door. He fell on his back on the bed besides Keith. "He can be so annoying sometimes." Keith laughed and laid next to him. "Tell me about it. How'd you not know it was me coming?" He asked. "He only referred to you as Mullet or Mullet man. That's 1, not very descriptive, and 2, totally wrong." James said, reaching to brush some hair out of Keith's face. They locked eyes and their breathing shallowed. "You're just as beautiful as I remember." James muttered. His eyes flickered all over the other's face before resting on his lips. "Keith can I-'' Keith cut him off with a kiss. "Yes." They kissed again, and James felt Keith's tongue prodding at his lips, begging to be let in. He smiled into it and gladly gave him access. Keith hummed in approval and threw a leg over his waist, straddling the other boy while continuing to kiss him. They broke apart, gasping for breath. "You still know how to use that mouth pretty good." Keith said. "You wanna see what else it can do?" James asked, smirking up at him. Keith raised an eyebrow. "Already? I've only been back 10 minutes." He purred. "And I haven't seen you or gotten laid in 14 months. And dilidos are nowhere near as good as your dick." Keith smiled and got off of him, sitting on the edge of the bed and spreading his legs. "On your knees." He ordered, voice low. James smiled and obeyed, unzipping his pants. He smiled up at Keith, beginning to place kisses to the tent in his red boxers. "Come on James. I don't like to be kept waiting." James pulled him out, licking at his tip. Keith hissed, resisting the urge to buck his hips into James's mouth. James slowly took his tip into his mouth, and began blowing him. Once the tip hit the back of his throat,he began bobbing his head, just the way Keith liked. Keith grabbed his hair, tugging him up more. James moaned, and Keith bucked his hips
He pushed James down beneath him, attacking his neck. James whimpered, rocking his hips upwards for friction. "Keith, please." He whined. "Please what?" Keith murmured against his collar bone. "Fuck me."
He was more than happy to oblige. "Ride me pretty boy." He ordered lying on his back. "Lazy." James snapped, throwing a leg over his hips. But he lined himself up with Keith's I and kissed him before lowering himself slowly. Both moaned, and James rocked his hips, adjusting to the sensation, before rising up and slamming back down, at an increasing pace. His thighs quaked and Keith grabbed his hips, moving his own up in time with James. "Fuck, Keith….." the other moaned. He started slowing down and Keith growled, flipping their positions. He lay James on his back and began slamming into him at s brutal pace, and James back arched when he hit his spot. "Ungh! Ah, keith! Right there! Fuck, right there!" He moaned. Keith kept slamming into him.
When they were done, James kissed Keith softly. "I missed you." He muttered. "Co missed you too." "And I've neve been so happy for my ass to hurt." James says. They both laughed softly. "So what does this make us?" James asked, intertwining their fingers. "Boyfriends?" Keith asked hopefully. "Fuck yes." James said, kissing him again. "We gonna tell the others?" Keith asked. "Nah. They can figure it out." James said, brushing some hair out of Keith's face. His eyes scanned his face and he kissed him again.
"I love you." He whispered. "I love you." Keith said back. They smiled and cuddled up to each other, holding the other close. James rested his head on Keith's shoulder, sighing contentedly. They both soon drifted off to sleep, holding the other in their arms