[Well that's certainly one way of getting Keith to shut the hell up. He freezes in place as Allura's hands reach for his face. He's not sure why any of this is still surprising to him, but he tenses up at the kiss, all thoughts snuffed out and sent to some other reality as he becomes a visceral collection of skipped beats, held breath and warmth spreading from all the places they touch.
Allura's hands come away from his face, but the warmth stays in the form of a blush. The princess is beautiful -- anyone can see that plainly, but he's never held that thought for long, much less thought about it while she's close enough that he can see himself reflected in her eyes.
For better or for worse, he doesn't get the chance to clear his throat and question that "we" she's using there because there are fingers wrapped around his neck, and his energy goes towards trying not to think about the way his skin is tingling or how naturally his eyes just shut with Lance's kiss. Still unthinking, his hand brushes over Allura's knees, trailing up over Lance's collarbone just to hold him there a second longer.
Lance pulls back though, and Keith breathes out, looking from him to Allura then down to her bed. He still doesn't know what the hell's going on, but... maybe this isn't something he really needs to question at all.
They've won a hard fought battle together. And right now he wants to be together, whatever that entails. He breathes out, bringing his other hand to rest on Allura's side.]
...guess we're kissing then.
[And before that gets weird, Keith leans in to press a kiss to Allura's neck.]
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Date: 2019-01-11 07:35 am (UTC)Allura's hands come away from his face, but the warmth stays in the form of a blush. The princess is beautiful -- anyone can see that plainly, but he's never held that thought for long, much less thought about it while she's close enough that he can see himself reflected in her eyes.
For better or for worse, he doesn't get the chance to clear his throat and question that "we" she's using there because there are fingers wrapped around his neck, and his energy goes towards trying not to think about the way his skin is tingling or how naturally his eyes just shut with Lance's kiss. Still unthinking, his hand brushes over Allura's knees, trailing up over Lance's collarbone just to hold him there a second longer.
Lance pulls back though, and Keith breathes out, looking from him to Allura then down to her bed. He still doesn't know what the hell's going on, but... maybe this isn't something he really needs to question at all.
They've won a hard fought battle together. And right now he wants to be together, whatever that entails. He breathes out, bringing his other hand to rest on Allura's side.]
...guess we're kissing then.
[And before that gets weird, Keith leans in to press a kiss to Allura's neck.]