#kogane smut

[poeticghostbaby]

terrible year so far

but then i remember fanfiction exists

….

life ain't so bad now

[jiyansthesis]

Hi, this is the first time I've asked anyone to write a smut fic or a smut headcanon with Keith and a very shy reader, I don't know if you do smut but if not you don't have to write. Or you can do about how Keith started the relationship with a very shy reader Note: english is not my first language, so sorry if i wrote something wrong

i do write smut!! plus your english is very good dw about it! i have two other fics on the way right now, but i'm gonna finish this one first because they're hcs and a lot more faster for me to write 😋 this is kinda hard cause i'm personally not very shy but i'll try my best! (think this turned out to be JUST nsfw hcs i swear)

this is afab reader!

idc if minors interact - nsfw under the cut

not proofread

SUPER brief hcs of how you got together (I WANT SMUT RN!!)

keith has always loved how shy you were, although he never said it out loud

you were almost always silent, behind everyone twiddling your thumbs or always finding something else in the room other than the people interesting

he found it endearing, although sometimes he knows he has to hold back his anger from you

every time he talked to you before you got together, you would blush uncontrollably and hesitate responding to him

so that's why it surprised him when you cornered him in a hallway, looking especially nervous

he saw a crumpled up note in your hands, and for the first time, you were holding eye contact with him

"i-uh, i like you a lot," you blurted out. you might be shy, but you were brave

immediately after that you shut your eyes, believing that he would reject you, or even worse, simply walk away

. . . but the kiss he gave you after was unmistakable.

nsfw hcs

you would always cover your face whenever it got too good, and keith would always pull you hands away, sometimes even pinning you wrists above your head with one hand

"i want to see you."

GRRABABARBKARBARK

definitely has the strength to overpower you, and if you love that you know what i mean

an example is if he's eating you out and you try closing your thighs around his face

he'd quickly wrap his hands around you legs, and spread them back open, no matter how hard you try to close them

or using his strength from training constantly to fuck you against a wall, if he's feeling particularly rough that day

definitely fucks you if he's stressed about a day in the training room (or stressed in general)

i don't make the rules

has THE best ways to ask for consent

"you want this?/tell me how you want it."

"you want me to make you feel good?"

OR HE'D JUST DESCRIBE WHAT HE'D DO TO YOU

fave position is probably the mating press cause he loves being able to go down and kiss you and see your face

or you riding him because he loves the way you lean onto him and eventually tire out

and when you do, his grip on your waist is harsh enough to cause bruises as he harshly thrusts into you

probably has a thing for restraining you

loves how shy you are when you come to him asking for sex

he'd usually drag it out to tease you even more before finally giving you some relief

fingering god i love to say it

you see the way he works his hands!!!

definitely whimpers here and there, especially when you're giving him a blow job

if you have enough hair, he'll personally make a makeshift ponytail for you

if not, he'll simply run his hand through your hair

praisepraisepraise all day

probably goes feral once he's close to cumming

would start babbling literally any dirty talk that comes to his mind

"you're doing so good for me."

"gonna cum for me, yeah?"

extra: DON'T GET ME STARTED ON HIM IN HEAT.

idc what anyone says he goes through it since he's half galra

the first time, he'd lock himself in his room and hope that it would eventually pass

but of course, as clueless as you were, you walked in and questionably gazed at all the stranded tissues on the floor

he'd try ushering you out, but after a moment to decide, you wanted to help him

definitely WAY more rough than usual

you'd come out with bruises everywhere and hickeys as far as the eye can see

a lot more vocal during this

he would love the way you would try to speak up but couldn't because it felt too good

you might be shy yourself, but whenever you got into the mood. . . you definitely weren't thinking straight

during heat he wouldn't even have the time to make you beg or tease you, he'd go all in immediately

definitely praises and degrades you a lot more

"being such a perfect little slut for me, hm?"

just know that after you guys finish, you're both too out of it to even speak or move, until eventually keith snaps out of it and helps you get cleaned up

sometimes you would get up first, wanting to return the favor

and he'd repay you with a lot of tired kisses until the two of you fall asleep

slightly hate this cause im so rusty at writing smut lol

[in4vitable]

[18+] AHWHH, here is a sneak peak of a lengthy fanfic i am writing!! it is a male reader! x keith kogane fic, cus i don’t see many :< but you can read it as lance if you squint but if you do, please don’t comment anything related to them.. this is a male READER fic 🤍

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keith had him pinned to the wall, their breaths colliding with each other the closer they got. the tension was thick, and the thrill of getting caught rushed through keith’s vains. he knew this was wrong.. so so wrong.. but having his knight pinned like this in front of him was so tempting. he couldn’t help himself. Y/N reached up gently to cup keith’s cheek, his thumb trailing his jaw.

“keith..” his voice was soft and breathy, desire laced each word, “n-not here..” he almost whimpered. keith felt his knees grow weak at this. he pressed forward, his chest hitting Y/N’s as he dropped his head onto his shoulder. keith inhaled sharply, taking in the familiar and comforting scent of his knight.

“god you’ll be the death of me.” keith said, biting back a groan as he took another sharp breath, “fuck..”

Y/N nuzzled his nose into keith’s hair, he could feel keith’s growing erection pressing against his leg. he wrapped his arms around keith’s neck and hugged him, kissing the side of his neck, causing keith to let out the groan he was holding in.

keith moved his hands to grip at Y/N’s hips tightly, pressing them against the wall, his own hips following. he mouthed at Y/N’s shoulder, moving to his collarbone and letting out another gentle groan, “please..” keith almost whined, “i can’t..”

Y/N furrowed his brows at the slight shift in keith’s tone, “what’s the matter?” he asked, moving his hand to thread through keith’s hair. Y/N isn’t stupid, he knows what’s wrong, he can feel it pressing against him, but there’s just something about the way keith was so desperately mouthing at his collarbone that made him want to tease him..

keith whined, “don’t make me say it..” he said, his hands moving to grasp at the back of Y/N’s shirt, pressing against him more and starting to slowly grind against his leg.

Y/N pouted, “sweetie..” the nickname caused keith’s knees to buckle ever so slightly, “we’re in the middle of the hallway—“

“i don’t care—!” keith said, slamming one hand against the wall, pushing Y/N further against the wall, squishing them so close together, “i don’t.. care..” he said softer this time, pulling back to look at Y/N in the eyes, “please..”

Y/N smiled slightly and pressed his forehead to keith’s, “okay..” he mumbled, nudging his nose to keith’s. he knew if he teased anymore, keith would get upset, so he let his hand trail down keith’s chest, making him shiver. Y/N’s hand moved to gently cup keith’s growing bulge through his pants and keith hissed, his eyes fluttering and his face flushing.

they kept eye contact as Y/N began to palm at keith’s clothed crotch. keith let out airy, light moans, his eyes constantly flickering between Y/N’s.

Y/N had his normal, soft expression on his face, pressing his palm a little harder, causing keith to jolt and moan a little louder. keith moved his hand down, wrapping his fingers around Y/N’s wrist as he began to hump himself, desperately, against Y/N’s hand, not caring how embarrassing it might’ve been.. all he could think about was Y/N.. his smell.. his touch.. his body.. he so badly wanted to be inside him..

Y/N moved his hand to grasp at the hair at the nape of keith’s neck, tugging it causing him to pull back and stare at Y/N, his hips slowly down.

“let me take care of you..”

keith whined and his body slumped forward, his forehead connecting back with Y/N’s. he let go of Y/N’s wrist and moved his hands, placing one of the wall and the other gripped at Y/N’s side.

Y/N’s fingers hooked under keith’s belt, tugging it gently and keith whined again, his breathing ragged as he looked down at Y/N’s hands as they slowly unzipped his pants, then reaching into his boxers, fishing his pulsing hard cock out.

keith moaned at the contact and his hips bucked forward, earning a small, “shh..” from Y/N, who gently caressed keith’s cheek with his free hand, “shh.. i’ve got you..” he whispered, starting to slowly move his hand up and down keith’s shaft.

keith’s body shivered and his eyes fluttered closed as his mouth parted. soft, melodic moans fell from his lips. Y/N watched in awe at the way keith’s face, normally so stern and dominant, shifted so quickly and so softly.. he felt his own body heating up at the sight.

Y/N twisted his hand, jerking it even faster and keith let out a louder moan, moving his head and burying it into Y/N’s neck, muffling his moaning and whimpering. keith’s hips started to instinctively thrust into Y/N’s hand, losing himself to the pleasure.

to be continued.. <3

[xcluzve]

good morning voltron fandom 😊😊a little reminder that the writers bullshitted us and never gave us klance endgame 🙏(i'm in denial and i'm just gonna say they got together at the end of season 8)

[keiffeine]

Can u do riding Keith (from Voltron) after being jealous all day or a quickie in the lion?

with gender-neutral reader.

genre: nsfw (under the cut)

tags: a little bit of possessive!keith?

© all rights reserved to keiffeine. reposting, plagiarizing, modifying, and translating is NOT allowed.

• “lance could never make you feel as good as this, huh?” keith said, voice low and velvety in your ear as he thrusted up into you, aggression in his movements. he was clearly worked up, over lance apparently, and he was being rougher than usual—but you weren’t complaining.

• “i don’t—hhng—know what you’re…talking about,” you whimpered as keith’s fingers dug into the bare flesh of your thighs, watching you move on top of him and guiding you down.

• “don’t act like you don’t see the way he looks at you,” keith says in between grunts, his cock grazing against that spot that made your eyes roll back. “i don’t like it—the way that he wants to see you like this, too.”

• you can’t bring yourself to say anything; your voice is strained and your ability to say a single sentence just isn’t there. the only thing you can do is moan and push your hips down against keith’s, taking as much of him as you can.

• “you belong to me, you got that?” he says, voice sharp, and your weak voice quietly mutters the words: “yes, keith.”

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[iloveboysinred]

Hiiii how are you ??

Hope your okay, would it be possible to have a lil smuty keith x afab reader fic, at the episode where they go to the pool that allura told them about (I don't remember wich episode it was), and like he gets all flustered from seing reader in her bikini, and a lil jealous cus lance tries flirting with reader.

Ofc take ur time, and I hope you rest well !!!!<3<3

Rendezvous | [Keith Kogane]

mdni 18+ content | Keith Kogane x afab! reader

cw; explicit sexual content, p in v sex, jealous Keith, rough sex, mean Keith, spanking, semi-public sex, orgasm denial, not really canon adjacent.

hi! I'm doing okay, it took a lot of will (and spliffs) to write this since writers block and lack of motivation has been whooping my ssssaa. Anywho, I hope you enjoy!

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Landing on a tropical planet for a temporary break was like a dream come true for you and the other paladins. The warm, humid climate almost made it feel like you were all back home on a regular sunny day. The whole crew had decided to spend their break time differently, fully taking advantage of the few hours of peace, savoring every second of paradise before you were up and running around space again.

Shiro had decided to take the productive route, opting to spend his time strengthening his bond with the black lion, deeming it absolutely necessary after the recent battle against Zarkon, where he almost took complete control of the vessel. Pidge and Hunk spent there's in the kitchen, no doubt creating new recipes with the food items collected on weekly supply hauls from local planets. Allura had been in her room all day, playing games like dress up and hide n' seek with her mice, the castle walls echoing her laughter while Coran made some maintenance repairs to the castle.

You, Keith and Lance had mutually agreed to share the pool, the rising temperature of the castle prompting you to finally wear your bikini. It was a simple but sexy red once piece, the panty accentuating the curve of your hips and the connecting top snuggly holding your breasts in place.

Keith shamelessly eyed you down as soon as he saw you, his face slightly flushing at the sight of your exposed skin. It was fun, seeing him so flustered-- especially knowing he had seen it all before. You played coy, bending over in front of him to pick up something you had "dropped" and adjusting your breasts in the bikini top over and over again, making sure he caught the way they settled back in to place, knowing exactly what was going through his mind, his hungry gaze making it all the more obvious.

You knew you took it too far, though, when you began to play around with Lance. The two of you splashed at each other, swimming around the pool competitively. Lance's natural affinity to water made it hard to keep up. He swam circles around you, calling out flirty little comments as he doused you in water whenever he got the chance. Keith remained in rigid silence, watching the both of you interact with a furrow in his brow. You could tell he was irked, his expression twisting into one you knew well the closer you got to Lance. He was Jealous. Brazenly so.

It was that same jealousy that had you where you were now-- bent over in the pool storage room, your hands gripping onto the wire shelf in front of you. The shelf rattled against the wall from the movement of your bodies, Keith rocking you back and fourth on his dick. The grip he had on your hips was bruising, his fingers digging into your skin as he fucked into you, his teeth grit tight, trying hard to keep his groans of pleasure concealed. You had less self control, your moans and whines for more echoing through the room, all shame and fear of getting caught out the window the second he entered you. He pressed his chest to your back, the bikini you had been wearing discarded and forgotten somewhere in the room, leaving your body completely open to his touch. He huffed and groaned into your ear, his hands leaving your hips to roam up and down your body, coming up to knead and fondle your breasts, squeezing them roughly while he thrust into you.

"Keith s-slow down" you gasped, the breath barley able to escape your lungs, your mouth hanging open in ecstasy when his fingers found your clit, rubbing tight circles over the bud and effectively putting a pause to your pleas. "Slow down, baby?" he grunted, his voice a deep rasp in your ear, sounding nothing like the gentle lover you knew so well. "I thought this was what you wanted" he pulled you closer to his body, grinding his hips into your ass, the tip of his dick pressing into you deep. The vicious pace of his hips combined with the euphoric stimulation on your clit was starting to make your vision blur. "Parading around that asshole in that tight, fucking bikini." he sunk his teeth into the flesh of your shoulder, making you cry out. "You think he could fuck you better than me? huh?" his hips snapped into you, hitting your sweet spot with abandon, the obscene squelching of your pussy made you flustered, the erotic noises made you cover your face from his view as your body fell apart beneath him.

He took in a breath, delivering a stinging swat to your ass when you didn't speak. "What, you don't hear me talking to you?" he sneered, smirking in satisfaction as you trembled beneath him, your quivering pussy gushing from your still building arousal. His hands came down to your ass, kneading the fat in his hands to soothe the sting. "C'mon baby, tell me what I wanna hear" he panted against your ear, his hips never ceasing their assault, the thick head of his dick abusing your sweet spot over and over and over. "A-ah, ah! no, k-keith no" you answered, your words fading from coherency to mindless broken words and babbles, your brain foggy from the pleasure buzzing up and down your veins. "mmmh, good girl" you felt him smile against the nape of your neck, grabbing your chin to swing your face around, leaving a bruising kiss against your swollen lips. You whined into his mouth feeling your body begin to tense, your swollen clit pulsing from the continuous stimulation from his fingers.

Right when you were on the brink of your high, your body contorting in pleasure from your impending orgasm--he pulled out of you quicker than you could blink. You whipped around to look at him in shock, eyes glossy with unshed tears. He acted oblivious, casually tucking his still hard dick away into his swim trunks. You watched him in silent outrage as he picked up the forgotten bikini, setting it down on the shelf in front of you.

"Keith, you can't be fucking serious" you gasped, your boyfriend giving you a sheepish shrug in response, "What, can't take what you dish out?" you scowled at him, frustration shooting up your spine at his snarky remark, your legs shakily holding you up as you struggled to slip the bikini back on. Keith chuckled, pressing one last needy kiss to your lips. "I think I'll head back to my room..I've had enough swimming for today" he whispered against your lips, his words holding a double meaning, an invitation. He pulled away from you, rendering you breathless as he walked out the door, leaving you no choice left but to follow, pouncing on him as soon as you reached his quarters.

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[kkochang]

Lance has a praise kink. Like, at this point it's a fact that I'm more than willing to indulge in. I just can't stop thinking about Lance getting all giddy when someone (mostly Keith) tells him he did a good job today while training or praises his progress in piloting Blue (yes, I refuse to accept whatever happened after Keith became the leader of Voltron). His heartbeat immediately picks up and he can feel his cheeks warming (thanks to his dark skin tone it's not that noticable). And then he just requires a few seconds to come back to his senses and carry on with his day. He just feels so proud of himself it literally hurts.

NOW TO THE SMUTY PART OF THIS POST

After some thorough pondering I'm not ashamed to say that I have an imprinted-in-my-brain image of Lance face down in his pillow and ass up, getting fucked sweetly by Keith, who is perfectly aware of his boyfriend's praise kink. So, as he slams his hips into Lance, he runs a hand down his spine, feeling him shudder under the touch, and Keith coos almost teasingly but with a soft grin over his face:

"just look at you, so desperate for my cock, willing to get used like a filthy whore just so you could get fucked nice and dumb."

and

"god, you're so good for me, taking me in so well. you're so pretty and perfect, I could fuck you forever."

Upon hearing those words, Lance simply loses himself, clenching around Keith's cock and moaning obscenely into the pillow, tears of pleasure damping the soft fabric. He whines and winces and the only words that leave his mouth are "fuck", "Keith" and "please".

I'M SO NOT NORMAL ABOUT THEMM AAAAAAHHHHHHHH

[alohaasaloevera]

KL post-canon sorta fwb/situationship AU where they rile each other up!!!!!!1!1!!1!

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Lance is so fucking annoying. Keith has decided that his mindset from when he was 18 (and sexually confused—actually, maybe just repressed?) is now superior.

Keith hates how Lance flirts with anything that even remotely looks like a woman. He hates how he jokes around too much. He hates how extensive his skin routine is. He hates how he can’t decide whether he wants to punch Lance or kiss him senseless every single time he wiggles his eyebrows as an attempt to flirt or recites a crappy one-liner at him.

His Things I Hate About Lance list is about to be updated, because they’re at yet another diplomatic party on earth (which is actually more of a “celebrating the fact that the universe didn’t get destroyed” party) and Lance is wearing a navy blue button-down shirt which is very much accentuating his muscles, and it’s causing his brain to malfunction. I guess the constant labor at the farm paid off, Keith thinks.

He’s also flirting with a lady who also seems to be extremely appreciative of Lance’s outfit choice. They look like they’re about to decimate each other in the middle of the room with how their eyes are focused solely on the other. Lance’s eyes flick over to him for a second before he just smirks at Keith—the smug fuck—then he focuses back on the girl in front of him before settling his hand on her hip and leaning closer, his voice a hushed whisper against the shell of her ear.

Keith just rolls his eyes. Not that he cares about who Lance sleeps with anyways.

“You’re drooling.” Shiro says, which earns him a moderately hard slap from Keith on his non-prosthetic arm. “You look mad, too.”

“Shut up.” Keith grumbles, because apparently his 14 year old self’s attitude is now the best way to go, “Go away.”

“Jeez, looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”

“I said, shut it! Or else telling Adam you made out with Curtis.”

“Please, they’re probably making out with each other as of this moment.”

“Gross!”

“What are you, 12?”

Keith does not go ahead and answer that question, mostly because he doesn’t want to admit that he’s acting more and more immature as the seconds that he stares at Lance and the woman go by.

Shiro, who has been a spectator of Keith pining over the Red Paladin since the early days of Voltron, sighs, before ruffling Keith’s hair, “Please just try and talk out whatever this weird sexual tension between you and him is. For me, please? I’ve already constructed a customized shovel talk for him if you ever do get with him, and let’s just say updating it over the years—”

“Alright, alright! I’ll do it!”

“Thanks, child.”

“Child? Is that what we’re doing now?”

“Just go!”

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Keith, both fortunately and unfortunately, does not get to talk to Lance until after the party. He walks around the ballroom, and multiple people tell him Lance was last seen walking out eagerly with a girl, so he waits until the next day to talk to him.

What feels unsettling is that how most of the people who let him know about where Lance has gone were talking in an almost…disappointed manner; like they had expected better from him. Which is ridiculous, because for starters, Lance doesn’t need to be all serious and on guard all of the time, especially since they’re celebrating the fact that they had won the war—in fact, it would be out of character for Loverboy Lance to not flirt with at least one person at a party. Secondly, Lance is basically still a kid. Sure, he’s been through some stuff, but he’s still 20 years old. He wouldn’t even have graduated college by now!

Keith gets that they are the Paladins of Voltron, and their duty is to protect the universe, but sometimes the expectations people have for them make them look like flawless, error-free machines who never make mistakes or miss a beat, when it’s far from that. They’re human too. They mess up plans like half the time (maybe not half, but you get the point)!

When he’s walking to Lance’s house—somewhere about a 5 minute walk away from the city and a 10 minute walk from his own house—he stops in his tracks.

What is he even going to say to him?

He can’t be flat-out, outright straightforward with Lance and say, “Oh, I’m kinda in love with you, and have been for the past 5 or so years, so could we stop this friends-with-benefits situationship we have going on and just cut to the real deal?”, but he also can’t be too vague with it.

Though, if there’s anything that Voltron has taught him, one of the things would be, without a doubt, is that you always have to be prepared to improvise.

He knocks on the cold wood, and just when Keith is about to reconsider even coming here, the door opens.

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In the course of 5 seconds, Keith goes from knocking on a door to being slammed against that same door. Not that he’s going to complain.

“Sorry—” Lance manages in between kisses, “—about—” a kiss on his forehead, “—yesterday.” He kisses Keith gently on the lips, adding more pressure when the smaller’s arms come to wrap around his neck.

Just as Keith relaxes, he breaks the kiss, genuinely confused, “Wait, what?”

“It’s just that you seemed genuinely sad when I was flirting with her, and—” Lance attempts to explain, only for Keith to cut him off.

“Hey, don’t apologize to me for that.” Keith protests. “I was just jealous that you looked fucking amazing in that dress shirt and she was the one who got to have you. Besides, we aren’t exclusive.”

He expects Lance to loosen up—maybe brag about how he wooed Keith with his dazzling looks, but he sure as Zarkon and Honerva themselves does not expect him say this:

“But what if I want to be exclusive?”

Keith’s heart catches in his throat, eyes widening like saucers, “What?”

“I said,” Lance looks straight at Keith, his gaze piercing,

“What if I want to be exclusive?”

Oh, fuck.

[sharpkatsudon2-0]

Top Lance this, top Keith that... LET THEM SWITCH

Although Lance will get Keith under him either way😼

🔞Uncropped version is up on my 🅿️ATRE*N !

[i-am-married-to-keith-kogane]

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[breathlessboy]

Shameless.

Synopsis: This time, Lance has him in his own room; his own bed. His flawlessly smooth and strong hands have him pinned to the mattress, and Keith can't remember how long it's been since they'd stumbled in here blind and drunk on anticipation.

He's loud. He's unrestrained. Keith is utterly shameless, and he just wants Lance to ruin him for anyone else.

A mere peak into the thought process of one Keith Kogane as he gets his brains fucked out by his right hand man.

Read it on Ao3 here.

[keiffeine]

can you do reunion sex w/ keith kogane after he got back from the space whale?

hope you're doing alright and happy holidays!

with gender-neutral reader.

genre: fluff & nsfw

© all rights reserved to keiffeine. reposting, plagiarizing, modifying, and translating is not allowed.

• your fingers slid its way into keith’s hair, tugging gently as he rolled his hips into you again, pressing you further into the mattress and keeping your hips flush against his.

• keith groaned against your neck, pressing a kiss to your neck. he moved away to look down at you, eyes filled with love and longing, and just a hint of sadness. he smiled, which made you smile, and you felt the butterflies in your stomach making a return.

• “hi,” he says softly, a hand coming up to cup your cheek. “i missed you so much.”

• “i missed you, too,” you say back to him, leaning up to peck his lips. “so much.”

• “i thought about you all the time,” keith mumbles, his hands squeezing your hips now. “i’m sorry for leaving you—all of you—like that for so long.”

• “it’s okay,” you assure him, vision going hazy again because keith was moving against that one particular spot that sent pleasant tingles everywhere. “aah—hhng, keith, there—”

• keith went back to kissing your neck. his hands squeezed your hips harder, and you felt yourself wrapping your legs tighter around his waist. “fuck, i love you, keith—”

• “i love you, too,” keith grunts, teeth gently nipping at your skin. “so, so much,” he says, as you both melted into bliss.

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[jiyansthesis]

i've gotten back in my voltron phase so uh ☠️☠️ plus the keith hcs i wrote like a year ago have gotten a lot of love so please req me voltron stuff 🙏 or literally anything i have on my fandoms list

[tomatobasill]

This t4t klance smut is taking longer than I expected...

I haven't forgotten about it, it's just very long!

..and very colourful, if you catch my drift ;)

[iloveboysinred]

That zuko smut you wrote was SO good!! is it okay if i request some nsfw hc ??? but from keith kogane, idk how to be specific lol!! Thank you sm 💗💗

Thank you anon youre my second ask ever i’m super excited !!!!! I’m glad you enjoyed it! You are so kind🥰 & Ofc you can !! I love me some Keith Kogane. Top tier boy in red

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cw; sexually explicit content, 18+ MDNI! Nsfw under the GIF kinda long!

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- Okay so in my head i feel like after you and all the paladins get launched into space and learn about Zarkon and the war and everything, you and Keith definitely didnt have time to really “get it on” if you know what i mean. Things were moving so fast and you all needed time to adjust.

- But after a few days of training and getting used to the fact that you’re literally in space the switch is back on for sure.

- Keith isnt a patient man. So I feel like he definitely enjoys quickies here and there around the castle. They’re never planned. Sometimes the way you train in hand to hand combat gets a little too touchy, sometimes the way you looked at him made his stomach turn and his dick jump. Keith just needs you in that exact moment, and the way ya’ll be fucking its a miracle nobody has walked in on you yet

-or maybe they just stay away on purpose 😭

- he likes to be rough during these, slapping your ass, squeezing your hips, shit even tugging on your hair. Everything is moving so fast he wants to get a feel of everything.

- but when you guys have real sex, its like night and day.

- You guys would come home from a mission, tired and scared for each other, every time you guys go out there you run the risk of being captured or worse. So immediately you and Keith embrace each other, heading to the showers to clean off.

- It starts innocent, Keith washing your back, washing your hair. He was savoring every caress, just wanting to be in your skin.

- but then he starts getting touchy feely, ghosting his fingers over your nipples, leaving soft nibbles on your neck. You feel him starting to get hard, his body pressed to yours as close as he can be.

- knowing thats on his mind, you decide to take it to his room.

- it takes you a minute to get there, because Keith kept stopping mid walk to press you against the wall and kiss you and feel you up over your towel. He gets needy fast. Like i said, he’s not a patient man.

- So, when you finally reach the intended destination, his movements are in haste, wanting to get you bare and open for him as soon as he can.

- His kisses are slow as his hands wander, holding you close to him as if he’s never going to get the chance again.

- he’s greedy with your body, eating you out messily. He wants every last drop of you, whole time relishing in the fact that you’re all his.

- every sound you make, every reaction to his touch is reserved for him. In a world where everything was taken from him, Keith wanted something to himself. Something he could take.

- So, he took and took. Orgasm after Orgasm until he was satisfied with the mess he’s made of you.

- But even then he’s not finished with you yet. He likes to watch you closely when he enters you. Eyes half lidded as the tightness of your heat squeezes around him, its utter bliss for the two of you, and he doesnt hold back.

- I dont care what anybody says, Keith is vocal during sex. He grunts and moans right above you, thrusting into you with a passion that shocks you. He loves to ask you how he makes you feel, if you like what he’s doing, ect. Despite having been in the same predicament many and i mean maaany times and knowing just how to set you off.

- “like that, baby?” “Fuck…tell me you like this dick” “take it baby, fuck!”

- Very into eye contact during sex. You guys will lock gazes often. You love to drown in his purple iris while he fucks you, getting almost lost in each other, the only thing you can think of is the stuttering of his hips as he nears his end. He’s everywhere at once, his scent, his body, his voice. All you see is Keith.

- ngl Keith folds you up into so many different positions. He just wants to be as deep and as close to you as he can. He’ll have your legs on his shoulder while he basically folds you in half, beating down into you with his forehead pressed against yours, grunting out curses as his hips rock into yours. He loves the way your face contorts with every thrust. He’ll reach between your legs, playing with you just to watch you squirm.

- He loves when you scratch up his back. It lets him know that he’s hitting it just right, boosting his ego as well as adding to his pleasure.

- he doesn’t really do pet names during sex. He’ll call you “baby,” “hun”, “beautiful” maybe even “my love” if he’s feeling sappy & he loves when you call him “baby”, “honey” or even just his name sounds good coming from your lips. But as far as daddy, sir, master?? He will roll his eyes at you so fast and look at you so crazy, it actually makes me laugh thinking about it.

- When he reaches his peak, he smashes his lips onto yours, his hips jerking into yours as he spills into you.

- But when you reach your peak he takes his time to coax you through it, riding it out with you, whispering encouragement and littering your skin with kisses as you come undone.

- after care is a must. Once you guys are all cleaned up you lovebirds will lay next to each other and lock gazes. Kissing and giggling like lovestruck puppies.

- But all that lovey dovey shit aside Keith is a freaaaaak

- Its the little things you do that really gets Keith’s blood pumping.

- like when the team found out he was half galra and Allura was being cold and standoffish to him, you didnt hesitate to rip her a new one about your man! I know thats right

- while you were bickering with her, Keith was just smug as shit, getting turned on by your protectiveness.

- soon as he got you alone he was beating your walls loose, biting you, sucking marks into your neck.

- when you get angry like that he’ll happily bottom and let you ride him. He absolutely loves when you take control and throw him around a little bit. He reaches up to play with your nipples and leave hickeys all over you as you rock yourself down on him, letting you essentially get yourself off on him any way you wanted.

- Be rough with him. Grab his hair, bite him, mark him up. He’s yours and he wants you to prove it.

- teasing Keith is a dangerous game. If you’re in public doing it especially. You’re basically asking him to break you down as soon as he gets you alone.

- sometimes it gets competitive, Keith doesnt back down and he’ll make sure you’re nothing short of a wreck by the end of the night. But you’re his perfect match. The both of you essentially going tit for tat all night. When he thrusts into you, you throw that ass back on him. When he presses heated kisses to your lips, you suck his tongue into your mouth and turn it into a make out.

- When he came back from being gone for two years with his mom, you guys fucked like animals.

- Seeing him shed his angsty teenager phase into his angsty grown ass man phase was making you feral.

- his hair had gotten longer, he was taller, and his body had become more muscular, but still lean.

- when you got him all to yourself after everyone greeted him and he delivered his news and all that, you guys were just straight up nasty.

- you had two years of no sex to make up for, after all.

- He fucked you in just about every position in the book. Doggy, missionary, cow girl, full nelson, all of it. He missed your gasps, your hushed whispers of his name as he brought you to your high. It was sentimental almost, the way his thrusts showed how much he missed you.

- and it was when you reached your peak that it really dawned on him that he could never stray too far from you. Your boy in red was wrapped around your finger, bound to you. He gazed at you in new astonishment, almost childlike wonder as you fluttered around him. Forcing his own orgasm to rack his body. He moaned, low and drawn out. Pressing his lips to yours like he always did when you reached your climax, rocking his hips gently into yours to draw it out as much as he could.

- hushed “i love yous” between the two of you as you basked in the glow of having your Keith back.

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