Honestly, Allura isn't quite sure what she was expecting when she started egging Lance on, she wasn't really expecting anything, just running with the moment, but then Lance is leaning forward, and so is Keith and — stars, she should not be watching this? Or should she? There's a warm crawl of something that starts low in her stomach but reaches up to her cheeks and ears, dusting them red and she's briefly thankful that both of the boys are occupied enough to maybe not notice that she is blushing up a storm already.
Suffice it to say, that is much better than the cheek kiss that she had in mind. By the time Keith pulls back, she's adverted her eyes downwards, biting gently on her bottom lip and suddenly feeling a little coy. Maybe they were joking around but at least as far as she's concerned, there's a whole flutter of butterflies in her stomach that weren't there before, and she peers at Lance through her lashes,]
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Date: 2019-01-08 02:50 am (UTC)LewdHonestly, Allura isn't quite sure what she was expecting when she started egging Lance on, she wasn't really expecting anything, just running with the moment, but then Lance is leaning forward, and so is Keith and — stars, she should not be watching this? Or should she? There's a warm crawl of something that starts low in her stomach but reaches up to her cheeks and ears, dusting them red and she's briefly thankful that both of the boys are occupied enough to maybe not notice that she is blushing up a storm already.
Suffice it to say, that is much better than the cheek kiss that she had in mind. By the time Keith pulls back, she's adverted her eyes downwards, biting gently on her bottom lip and suddenly feeling a little coy. Maybe they were joking around but at least as far as she's concerned, there's a whole flutter of butterflies in her stomach that weren't there before, and she peers at Lance through her lashes,]
Do you... still want one from me?