Pamper

Lance snorted and ducked forward, leaning into Keith and tipping his braided head back. He planted a kiss to his forehead from behind, and both of them froze in place, eyes wide. Keith felt like a vat of lava, eyes flicking confused and uncertainly between each of Lance's frozen ones. The crown of his head where Lance was kissing felt fuzzy, and his tingling hands felt like cotton.When Lance moved again, removing his lips from Keith's forehead, he slapped his hands on the lower's shoulders and stood on the couch quickly, clearing his throat as loud and frankly painfully as he could. "Right!" He almost screamed, "So, uh! There you go! I'll see you at dinner!"--Keith learns to relax, and Lance learns talents can be utilized in different ways