( maybe it might be easier if that was a spring poking him, but it isn't and it won't be easy once they're both fully awake. at the very least, keith understands about bodies and their reactions so he won't think much of it.
or, rather, that would've been how he would've reacted before all this.
but, as soon as that groan filters through his brain, his eyes snap open and reality comes rushing in without hesitation or care. suddenly he knows what's poking him and heat floods through his body from head to toe. he's stricken immobile for a few moments, unsure what he should do, when lance rocks against him like that. he bites his bottom lip trying to decide if he should try and slip out of this hold quietly or wake lance up.
waking him up is probably the right choice.
he keeps hold of lance's hand (he won't think of the implications of what that means that they held on to each other all night) and brushes his thumb over his skin and quietly, sleepily speaks up, )
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or, rather, that would've been how he would've reacted before all this.
but, as soon as that groan filters through his brain, his eyes snap open and reality comes rushing in without hesitation or care. suddenly he knows what's poking him and heat floods through his body from head to toe. he's stricken immobile for a few moments, unsure what he should do, when lance rocks against him like that. he bites his bottom lip trying to decide if he should try and slip out of this hold quietly or wake lance up.
waking him up is probably the right choice.
he keeps hold of lance's hand (he won't think of the implications of what that means that they held on to each other all night) and brushes his thumb over his skin and quietly, sleepily speaks up, )
Lance... Lance wake up.