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dammitadolfnomorecake · 5 years ago

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CSUAVS prt 27 update. Don't fucking look at me. This wasn't how the fuck I wanted shit to happen. Fucking Keith

"Sneaking" out the party, Lance was now holding three bottles of sparkling wine by the necks with his left hand, so Keith could hold his right hand. Walking through the Atlas, Keith was hoping he was leading Lance in the right direction. There was no beach onboard the ship, but there was a swimming pool. Lance had loved water before he'd been tortured, and with the whole room to themselves he hoped Lance would find the blue expanse soothing. Tripping over themselves as Keith let them into the pool room, he skipped turning the main light on in favour of the soft lights that illuminated the bottom of the pool "Keith, what are we doing here?" Trust Lance to notice the water straight away "I thought this place might be nice to sit and talk. I can't take you to a beach, but there's water and it's quiet. You don't have to sit too close" "I... don't know how I feel about it" "Then don't think about it. I think the chairs by the side of the pool are big enough for both of us to fit" "You're really enjoying playing the good husband, aren't you?" "Maybe... let's sit down before we start talking. I don't want one of those bottles getting broken by accident. Shiro might have given everyone the day off tomorrow, but I don't want to have to explain why there's glass all over his ship" "Fine... but not too close and don't throw me in" "It hadn't even crossed my mind" "Keith, I'm serious. This is... taking a lot of my trust right now" "I'm not going to throw you in. I'm not a monster" "Ok... just..." Tugging Lance towards one the poolside chair, Keith sighed out "I know. Have some faith in me" Settling down with Lance laying between his legs, both of them were nursing a bottle each of the sparkling wine. Keith's bottle was freshly popped, while Lance slowly worked at the one from the party. The smaller male's head against his chest as slowly started relaxing. Using his free hand, Keith gently started massaging Lance's scalp, Lance letting out a soft moan as he did "Does it feel nice?" "Mmm. This is nice. It's so quiet here" Other than the noises they made, there was the soft background noise of the pool water lapping at the edge grates. No loud music or obnoxious lights in sight "Yeah. I wasn't going to bring you here to begin with, but I thought the sound of the water might help calm you down" "I'm really sorry we had to leave the party" "We didn't have to leave. We're taking a break down here. We probably need to talk about how you're feeling" "Will you be insulted if I say terrified?" "No. Being told you accident got married is kind of a lot" "A lot... we can't even date properly and now you're stuck with me" "I'm not stuck with you. It was kind of a shock, to find out that on Daehra's planet it's a legal thing, and it's totally not what I was planning, but it's not terrible" "I supposed if only the three of us know, then it's not really legal. You can leave whenever you want" Keith felt anger bloom in his chest "Why would you say that? I told you I'm not leaving you" "Because you didn't sign up to marry me. You just said being married isn't something you planned on happening" "It's the way we got married. It's not who I married. I love the guy I married, I just hate that neither of knew we were getting married at the time" "Would you have told Annla off?" "I would have liked to be informed. I mean... it's like you said, we're barely dating. I wanted to work up to it. I wanted to build something solid and strong with you before we got married and now that's all ruined" "So you don't think we can move past this? What? No. That's not what Keith was trying to say at all. He could feel how tense Lance had become in his arms, taste the scent of bitter citrus on his tongue "I mean. I am a drug addict. And maybe kind of an alcoholic. I self harm. I don't want to die, but I don't know if I want to be alive either. I'm wanted by police. I fall apart over stupid things. I feel like everyone thought I was just stupid seventh wheel Lance. No one could believe I was leading my own team. I yelled at Shiro and rubbed Voltron's failures in his face. I tried talking tonight, but I feel like once everyone got that I've been a bounty hunter, it was all a pat on the head before being sent to play. Like it's a game. I didn't expect everything to be fixed, but I still feel sick thinking about talking to them again. I wouldn't want to be married to that either" Fucking anxieties. He fucking hated them and sympathies so hard with people battling them that it wasn't funny. He didn't realise he had his own forms of anxieties when he first came out to space, or that he was already suffering from PTS. They were kids thrown into war "You don't see what I see. That's the cruel thing out of all of this. I can tell you a hundred times I'm proud of you, but your anxieties are there to mess things up. You know at lunch today, everyone wanted to know about what you'd been up to. I tried to explain a little bit, as I didn't want to be the one to tell your story. I wanted you to be the one confident enough to tell them you have your own ship and crew and you made me so proud that you did. And you did that. You could have gotten into a food fight with Pidge, or let her throw grapes at you, but you didn't" "I wanted tonight to be perfect for Hunk" "I know you did. I saw how you changed during dinner, you were hurting and you pushed through" "I was proud of you too, you know..." Raising an eyebrow, Keith had no idea why "... you used to be the loner on the team. And I know you hate big gatherings, but you were laughing and smiling. Asking people how they were and congratulating Hunk and Shay sincerely. It wasn't just some emo broody side comment. You've grown into someone I'm so proud of as a person. You've come really far, Keith. I'm really..." "If you're going to say your sorry again, I'm going to take the wine off you" "Even if I am?" "Yes. You have no idea what you've done for my life, have you?" "I don't think I've done anything" "That's because you don't see it. You.. you're always there when I need you. I mean, I turned up out of nowhere and you still helped me out. You were always backing me on Voltron, and even now you have my back. You accepted me before I could accept me. You called me out on my bullshit and pushed me to be better with that stupid rivalry. You've always been special to me, and the meaning of that special has changed as we do. I wish we could have had that big huge wedding I know you secretly want. I wish I could proposed to you when the time was right. I know we're married, but I want to take this slow. I want to work through things" "How? How do we forget that we're married?" "We don't. We just don't let it define us" Letting out a giggle, Lance rolled from his side to his back "It might be the wine, but you sound really smart right now" "I am really smart" "I know. You were the prodigy at the Galaxy Garrison, before you cost Iverson his eye and all that. No matter what I did, everyone was quick to tell me it's all because you left. Then you left the team... it felt like that all over again. I had my own hopes and dreams, but everything I wanted you gave to me by leaving. I wanted to get there on my own merit. I didn't want to just be a boy from Cuba. I studied so fucking hard to get into the Garrison... then everything seemed to go wrong. I wasn't smart enough. I talked too much. I was too tall. Too slow. It took time to learn English better... they wouldn't make allowances for that. When I bonded with Blue and not you, it felt amazing. That's why I was such a dick. That even thought you were on my radar, I was never on yours. I didn't even think about your past. I didn't think about anything or anyone but myself and how to get people to like me. I feel like... all I ever do is get left behind" Kissing Lance's hair, Keith nuzzled into the spot as he did. It physically hurt to have these old wounds torn open again. The infection that should have drained long ago still festering and oozing "I won't leave you behind" "You can't promise that Keith. I can't promise you that. My body is so fucked up. Guys aren't supposed to fall pregnant. What if I can't even carry? What if whatever Allura did ruined me forever? What if I'm dying because she's not here to keep my body going? Can you imagine how disgusted the others would be? I'm so fucking scared that they'll leave me behind again once they know. You deserve every single star in the sky... while I'm just a sucky black hole" Taking the bottle from Lance, Keith placed it down beside the one he'd been drinking from, so he could into Lance properly. His not-boyfriend was at the perfect stage of drunk. His filter was gone and he was pouring his heart out. He'd be kicking himself tomorrow, but that was a whole twelve plus vargas away "You're nothing of the sort. A male falling pregnant would hardly be the weirdest thing we've seen. You met mermaids. Shay's people are basically walking and talking rocks. We flew magical lions. I am sure out there that there is a race where males can carry. And not just seahorses" "How can you accept it? I don't get it... it scares the fuck out of me, Keith. My body was normal. I was a normal guy from Cuba" "Lance, did you hate me when we found out I was part Galra? Part of the race responsible for destroying the universe" Lance shook his head "That doesn't change who you are" "Then how does this change in you, change who you are?" "Because... it's not right. This doesn't... they don't teach you this in human biology" "And how small and narrow minded was Earth's view of everything before the Galra showed up? Pluto was the furtherest we'd been. You're more than your body" Starting to shake, Lance rolled back to his side in order to hide his face against Keith's chest "I'm scared. I'm scared all the time. I can smell people so strongly. Shiro's scent... it wasn't right. My body... I bleed... and I... lose control. It's like in some kind of fucked up animal in heat... I haven't told anyone. I had to hide it at home. My whole family tell me I stink. I smell bad or wrong... no matter how many times I shower... I could make it through when I had Red. We were never as close as you two, but he kept me going... I was so scared when it started... I hate being scared. I hate not knowing. I want to know, but I'm scared of what would happen if I asked. You saw Pidge. She laughed at idea of me doing something that required leadership. She still thinks I'm the dummy" "You're not the dummy. And I love your body. Daehra said once the medication clears your system you should go back to how you were" "I don't want that! I hate it. I don't want to feel like an animal that only wants to be fucked" That honestly sounded hot as hell to Keith. There was something wrong with him... the idea of fucking and filling Lance until he was pregnant was appealing as hell to something deep inside of him. Lance on his knees, cum leaking from him... his imagination didn't need to be going there. His husband was a victim of rape. He shouldn't be thinking like that with Lance in his lap "Your scent changed..." "Sorry..." "Why did it change?" Lance was being so honest with him... He deserved the same respect "Do you want me to be honest?" Sniffling, Lance gave a small nodded "Yes" "I was thinking about having sex with you. How beautiful you are and that I hope one day you'll trust me enough to let me in like that" "Oh..." "I didn't mean to scare you. I wanted to be honest" "I... I want to. I want to be intimate with you, again. I don't want to keep remembering his touch or his voice. I don't want to remember laying there as they..." Lance's voice cracked, hushing him softly, he rubbed at Lance's arm "I don't plan to rush this" "But Keith... we could die. I keep thinking about it. I could die coming off all these pills. I've only come off one... I have so many... I don't want them to be... I don't want to die with memories of being held by someone who didn't love me" "I love you. I know I can't flick a switch and turn off the memories or feelings, but I have touched you. We've showered together. I've held you in my lap under the shower" Smacking his chest with his closed fist, Lance practically screamed the first part of his reply "It's not the same! Sometimes I want to throw myself into your lap and let you kiss the pain away. Sometimes I want you so badly I'm scared. I don't want to bind you to me. I want you to have your own life, to move at your own pace and do the things you love. But when I get scared... I want to hold you down and make you stay and I hate that..." "I'm going to stay. I'm going to absolutely everything I can to stay by your side as long as we live" "I don't want that" Keith felt like Lance had ripped his heart from his chest and stomped on it. A lump forming in his throat as he rasped out "You don't?" "I want you to be able to work for your mum. For Daibazaal and the Galaxy. I want to run my own team and missions. I want you to be able to go see everyone without feeling guilt over leaving me behind... then I want you to come back to me and tell me all about it. I want to be confident enough to not feel jealous or left out" Oh... Lance wanted something stable and strong... "Then let me stay by you until things settle down? Because... I want that to. I mean... I want you to be able to do the things you love and want to do, without feeling like that either" "Can you, stay? Your mum and Shiro want to talk about the outpost. Shiro has all these plans and ideas... and I... I'm... It's going to be dangerous acting. They're going to be scared for you" "And you too. They both care about you" "Only because you do" "No, babe. Mum doesn't show it, but she cares about you, and Hunk, and Pidge" "She cares about how you'd feel and react if something happens to one of us. She loves you more than anything" "I promise you, if something happened to you, she'd be worried about you as more than my friend or lover" "I don't know... Can we stop talking now? I want to lay here like this for a bit" "I think you're wrong, but you're probably right. It does feel nice like this. The water looks amazing" "You can swim if you want" "Maybe... but I want to give my accidental husband cuddles first" Snorting softly, Lance moved enough to look up at him, his left hand coming up to cup Keith's cheek gently, blue eyes filled with sadness and love staring right into his own "I love you... in my own way.. I mean. I do, for what I can" Leaning down, Keith kissed his forehead, his heart pounding with the emotions that only Lance could stir within him. He was trying so hard to come back to him, to keep moving forward. There wasn't a person alive who wouldn't be drunk on Lance, not when he was working so hard and still suffering so much, but finally holding on to that thin rope of hope for something better. Keith had broken him, broken his mask and taken away his coping mechanisms, leaving Lance to fall back to reality. No matter what anyone said or how they repeatedly questioned if he was alright, there was no where else he'd rather be "I know you do. I love you, too" * Finishing off his bottle of wine, Keith had to admit the pool did look tempting. It's been phoebs since he'd swam for fun, and Lance was now a giggling mess thanks to Keith accidentally tickling him as he tried to hold Lance back from going after the empty bottle of sparkling wine that had rolled towards the pool. It was way out of reach, but Lance wouldn't let it go. Grabbing him by the sides, he hadn't wanted to grip him too tight, and that had apparently resulted in tickling his husband. Collapsed against him, Lance's chest heaved as he tried to recover his breath, Keith staring down at him and silently judging him for the idiot he is. "You're really pretty" Reaching up, Lance bopped him on the nose, or rather he tried to, nearly impaling Keith's eye with his finger "And you're really drunk" "Mmmm. I'm buzzed" "You're really buzzed then" "Yep. I'd rather beer, but this is fun too" "You're a menace" "I know... want to do something fun?" That should have sent alarm bells off for Keith. Something fun always meant something mischievous "Oh? And what's that?" Blue eyes sparkled as Lance propped himself up "I dare you, to skinny dip in the pool" Laughing way too hard at the suggestion, Lance poked him in the chest "What? You chicken?" Keith was not chicken. As Lance brucked at him, Keith spluttered out "It's the Atlas" "Yep! I bet no one else has ever done it..." "That's because no one is crazy enough" "So you're scared of Shiro?" "I'm not scared of Shiro... I just..." "Fine. I bet you can't even swim that well either... big fat chickens can't swim" Keith bit. He bit hard. Drunk Keith was no chicken "I am not chicken! You better quiznakking watch this" "Watch what?" "Full lap, underwater without taking a breath" "Oooh! Is my big strong partner going to show little old me how it's done" Growling, Keith swept Lance up off the chair, Lance screaming and clutching on before Keith dropped him back down "I dare you to take your boots off and sit at the end of the pool" "Whaaa..." "Not in the water doofus. Close enough to talk" "Don't call me doofus, doofus" "Then don't be chicken, chicken" "You're lucky I don't Kentucky fry your arse right here" "I can't understand chicken" "And I can't understand a man who's stalling over a dare" With a smirk on his lips, Keith reaches up and tore his shirt off. Literally. Buttons rolling across the space around the pool while Lance flushed bright red, biting his lip as he did "See something you like?" "Jesus Christ that was hot..." "Oh. Is that it. You wanted to see me naked?" "Dream on. I've already seen you naked" Enjoying making Lance squirm, Keith shrugged off his shirt, rushed to get his boots off, but then took his time to slowly strip down out of his jeans and boxer briefs. All of this reducing Lance to peeking through his fingers. His husband's scent was rolling off him in a way that had him grateful he wasn't popping a semi "Lance?" Peeking out, Lance quickly hid his eyes again "Get in the pool" "Why? You said skinny dipping" "You're too fucking hot! Get in the pool" "Fine... I want you by the edge when I get back" "Ok! Just go!" Diving in, the cold water nearly took Keith's breath away. It wasn't that pool was cold, it was more than he was flushed from head to toe with embarrassment, and the desire to make out with Lance... Yeah. He was drunk and his husband was hot as hell. Plus, holding Lance and making him wriggle and laugh in his lap... He was only human... ish. Holding his breath, he swam his lap, rolling and pushing off the far wall to swim back again under water. Lance had called him a chicken, but he was a chicken who could swim. Coming up, Lance had moved to sit by the edge of the water, closer than Keith had meant. Close enough for him to put both hands on Lance's bare knees. He still had his shirt and underwear on, but the jeans and boots had come off. Laughing, Lance took his hands off his knees, intertwining their fingers as he pushed back against him "Now who's chicken?" "Not you, Samurai. How's the water?" "Feels good. You should join me" "Mmmm... high and drunk in a pool. What could go wrong!?" "Touché. Still, the water feels nice" Letting go of Lance's hands, Keith swam a little backwards. Lance grabbing the third bottle they'd brought down. He must have popped the top while Keith was underwater. Taking a swig, Lance then held it out, Keith coming forward again to take the bottle "You should come in" "I don't know if I can... there's so much water" "Yeah, but I'm not about to let you drown. Do you trust me?" Lance nodded slowly, Keith clarifying before Lance's mood fell "As much as you can trust right now" "I do. More than every one... I don't know how I could live if you broke it..." "Then trust me... you don't have to strip down" "My body... I'm scarred" "Babe, I've seen your body. Nothing about it disgusts me. I've got you" "Ok... Ok. I'm not ruining this shirt. And no funny business Mister, I'll have you know I'm an accidentally married man" "Your husband's a lucky bastard" "Jury's out on that one... That's a lot of water" "I know... Chicken" "Chicken" slipped out his mouth, for a moment Keith worried he'd fucked up, until Lance laughed "You're a quiznakking dick" Sliding into the pool, Keith had his hands on Lance's waist as they took it slowly. Lance holding his breath and scrunching his eyes in an adorable way. Stealing a kiss, Lance spluttered, pushing Keith off and dropping into the water with a flailing splash. Coming up for air, Lance shot back up onto the edge of the pool "The fuck!" Keith shouldn't be laughing. He didn't mean to be laughing. Kicking out at him, Lance was shivering "You dropped me!" "I kissed you" "And I fell! I trusted you..." Kicking water at him, Keith swam backwards "I didn't mean to, babe. Are you ok?" "What do you think?!" Despite scolding him, Lance was smiling. Swimming back to Lance, Keith placed his hand on his legs. Lance was already back into the sparkling wine. Running his hands up Lance's long caramel legs, Lance bopped him on the head with the wine bottle "What you doing?!" "Trying to apologise?" His excuse was weak, he didn't really know what he was doing except trying to get Lance to keep talking to him "You dropped me" "I kissed you. Will you come back? Please?" "And if I do, then what will happen?" "I don't know... maybe another kiss? Some swimming?" Massaging Lance's thighs with his thumbs, Lance hummed "Will you let me get in on my own this time?" "Yeah, babe. Just come back into the water" "I'm not going under water" "That's ok... we're both too drunk for that..." "Mmmm. I'm way too fucking buzzed. You're fucking naked and I'm in my underwear... makes me want to kiss you" "You want to kiss me?" "Mmm. Drunk me wants kisses" "Come down here then, I'll give you all those kisses" Drunk Keith was eager. The alcohol in his system liberating his tongue, as his caution and resolve slipped away. Lance was happy and smiling, loving him and wanting to touch him. Playful splashes turned into fits of giggling, the bottle shared between them as Lance ended up with his legs around Keith's waist, letting Keith swim for both of them. Keith couldn't even remember what they were talking about, Lance was so goddamn beautiful that his brain had short circuited. Swimming backwards, his husband leaned back holding the wine bottle up as arched his back and let one hand trail in the water. When Keith hit the side of the pool, he pulled Lance up. Lance's smile was blinding, staring down at him with arms slung over his shoulders, bottle clunking lightly as Lance dropped it behind them "I like this... I feel better..." "Good... God... You're so... so beautiful" Leaning down, Lance nuzzled against his face, his lips against Keith's "Thank you..." Pressing his lips to Keith's, Keith moaned into the kiss, hands scrambling to hold on as Lance rolled his hips, his hands coming to grab fistfuls of Keith's hair as they broke for air "Wow..." Rubbing his nose against Lance's, Keith nodded, his reply as breathy as Lance's "Wow..." "You're so beautiful... Like... way too hot and grizzled..." "You're the beautiful one, Lance" "Nope... I want to kiss you again" Finding his lips again, Keith was in heaven. Lance's pull on his hair felt hot as hell, his arse rubbing against Keith's erection like he didn't have a care in the world, kisses melting together "Keith... Keith..." Stroking Lance's hair, he was smiling like a moron "What baby..." "Can we... I want you..." "Babe..." "Please... I want to touch... you" Moving to mouth at his neck, Keith groaned, head rolling back to give Lance more access. Lance's hand clumsily trying to get his underwear off "Babe... is this what you really want? You won't regret it when your sober?" "You make me feel brave... I want to know what it's like to be with the one I want. Not someone who wants to break me" "We don't need to... if..." "Baby, if it gets too much..." "I know, I'll tell you... I'm too drunk to be scared, and I want you too much right now... I want to be happy you" Sliding his hand down to Lance's arse, Keith slipped it under the fabric of his underwear, groping him firmly. Whining at the touch, Lance moved his hand to rest on top of Keith's, holding it there "I want to make you feel good" Kissing him, Lance nodded "It feels right when you hold me..." "I'm going to make you feel so good for me babe..." Getting Lance's underwear off, Keith sat him on the side of the pool, burying his face between Lance's legs as he bobbed his head, sucking on Lance's semi. Ashamed he wasn't as hard as Keith, Lance had tried to close his legs, but Keith wasn't having it. He knew Lance wanted something more than a blow job, but they had to work up to that. He wanted Lance to feel love and treasured, like he was, and he wanted him to fall apart for him. Clumsy and unsure, Lance's dick was the only one he'd ever had in his mouth so he only had his fantasies to live off. He'd never known sucking someone off would be so erotic, between his legs throbbing from the lack of attention. Whining and whimpering, Lance's tensed beneath him, Keith pulling back to look gaze up at him, purple eyes hazed with lust "Babe?" "I... don't think I can come like this..." He'd been blowing Lance long enough for his jaw to ache, Lance wasn't exactly small, even with only a semi "You don't feel good like this?" "I don't want to feel good alone... I feel empty... like I... i want you in me" "I don't want to hurt you" "You won't..." "Lie back for me..." Confused, Lance did as he asked, Keith lifting Lance's legs onto his shoulders and angling Lance up to grant him access to Lance's wet arse. Cautiously, Keith ran his tongue across his opening, Lance mewing and arching, his taste like honey, mixing with the salt of precum and the sweetness of the wine on his lips "Fuck... you taste fucking amazing" Applying himself to the fleshy folds, Keith ate hungrily, tongue fucking Lance as he tried to drink deeper. The Cuban loser and wetter than he'd thought he'd be. Moaning his name over and over, Keith was losing it. His fingers digging into his soft skin as Lance rocked his hips. Releasing one of Lance's hips, Keith took his dick in his hand, pumping in time with Lance riding his tongue. He wanted to be in his boyfriend, the heat in his blood sparking into a boiling rapture "Keith... want it... with you" Pushing Lance back from the edge, Keith climbed up between his legs, drinking the sight in. Lance's abs, his long lean muscles, the sharp jut of his hip bones and the soft trail of brown pubes leading down like the treasure trail it was Reaching his arms up, Lance wrapped his legs around his waist, drawing him closer. His hold warm and welcoming, his lips sweet as they found Keith's. Rubbing against his lover's opening, Keith couldn't simply push in. He worried his tongue wasn't enough to open Lance. He didn't want to hurt him. It was awkward as hell getting his arm untangled from Lance, his fingers sliding over his soft buttock to find his opening, carefully pushing his thumb into the twitching opening "Ah!.. Keith!" "I know, babe... bare with it for me" Working his thumb, he wasn't opening Lance well enough. Pulling out, he pushed two fingers in, Lance whimpering as Keith felt him stretch, and pulse around his fingers "You're doing so well... so well, babe" "Feels... different" "You're ok, though?" "Mmm... only because it's you" Stretching Lance to take three fingers, Keith grew nervous as he removed his fingers. Lance was clinging to him back, fingernails tearing as his skin as he moaned into his mouth. Sliding as he tried to line himself up, Keith's cheeks burned. He couldn't fuck this up. It all had to be perfect... he felt like an amateur as he guided himself to breach Lance with the tip of his dick. Lance's breathing hitching at the intrusion "I can stop" "No! No... please... go slow" So he did. As slow as he could until he bottomed up, both of them moaning, Keith kind of glad he was too drunk to care about the sounds they were making. Jerking his hips back, he slammed in hard, Lance's back bowing as he smacked his head against the floor "Fuck... Keith... slower" Rabbits had more fineness than Keith had. He didn't know how long he was supposed to last, and he didn't want to pull out. Trying to build some kind of rhythm, Lance smelt incredible, Keith all grunts and growls as he lost control, picking up the pace until Lance was reduced to incoherent mumbling. The sounds around them completely obscene, the wet slapping of skin was erotic as hell. He couldn't last, but wanted to wring an orgasm out Lance first. Nuzzling his face against Lance's, he kissed his nose as he missed his lips "Babe... are you close?" "Mmm. So close... don't stop... don't... pull out..." "You want me to pull out when I come?" "No... want it... want to feel you... take pills..." "Ok... gonna come soon. You feel fucking amazing..." "You... feel like... you feel like you're getting bigger... gonna... gonna... fuuuuuck!" Coming hard straight after Lance screaming fuck, biting Lance's shoulder he rode him without roughly until he found he couldn't pull out, his orgasm the most extreme of his life, torn from somewhere deep inside of him as thick ropes of cum flooded into Lance. Collapsing down between Lance' legs, Keith licked his lips over and over again, trying to catch his breath. Lance shaking just as hard as he was beneath him "Babe?" "I..." "Ok, hold on" Trying to pull out, Keith felt like his dick was stuck inside of Lance. He couldn't move at all, still coming for some strange reason. Rolling them over was the only thing he could do, Lance whimpering as his whole weight pushed against Keith's groin. Sitting up, Lance was pliant in his hands, as Keith arranged them so Lance's face was against his neck. Holding Lance close he rocked him softly "Shhh, you're ok babe. You're ok. You're with me" "I know... Keith... I... feel so... confused... I'm so happy... and I feel guilty" "You feel guilty?" "I wanted to have sex... I don't want to have sex... I don't know what I want but I feel... you feel... you're not like them" "Did it feel good?" "Yes... I... sex disgusts me... and... I got scared when I came... you felt so good... you... weren't like them" "Of course I wasn't. I love you. I want to cherish and treasure you, you idiot" "I felt like I was melting. Is that what it's supposed to feel like?" "It felt pretty incredible from where I am" "Your dick's so big..." Snorting, Keith kissed Lance's temple "I've never come that hard. Ever. Are you sure your body's ok?" "Mmm... I take contraceptives daily..." "That's not quite what I meant. I... got a bit rough after you came" "I didn't feel it... I think I'm too drunk too... you know... I don't even know what I feel right now" "Do you regret it?" "No... you were so soft and caring. They didn't... take time, you know... it hurt so much, Keith. So much... I was bleeding and screaming and they would stop. They wouldn't listen to me..." "Babe..." Shaking his head, Lance sat up and wiped his eyes "Thank you... I... I didn't think I could have this... Swimming. Being on the Atlas. Kissing you. Having sex... I couldn't have done any of this without you" "You're going to make me cry" "You're a big softy under that mullet" "It's a special Lance privilege. And it's not a fucking mullet. Not anymore" "So you admit it used to be?!" "You're never going to let this go, are you?" "No.

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[Video Game Deep Cuts is a weekly newsletter from curator/video game industry veteran Simon Carless, rounding up the best longread & standout articles & videos about games, every weekend. This week's highlights include behind-the-scenes on Hidden Folks, an interview about the Coin-Operated Americans book, interviews from E3, and much more.

Well, am back from Los Angeles, attending E3, which was - well - not that different that anyone might expect. Lots of hype and excitement for large AAA games, most of which do have guns all over them (looking forward to more Tim Rogers dispatches like this from Kotaku!), a somewhat overcrowded E3 itself thanks to the consumer influx, and enough games for everyone to be excited about at least one.

For me, that Super Mario Odyssey trailer was enough for me to pre-order the game to play with my son - and finally work out how to get a Switch, which is coming in a couple of weeks. [Sidebar: it's actually a bit crazy how much Nintendo was being counted out by many - including perhaps me. Then, whomp, two games later (new Zelda, new Mario) they're the belle of the ball again.]

But that's why E3 works as high drama, soap opera, and metacommentary hub of the year for video games - we've all got a hot take, and hot takes are king. (Also why there's not a GREAT deal of E3 coverage in this week's VGDC, heh. Not that we're 'hot take allergic', but you can get that on YouTube & Twitch right now in real-time if you'd like.) Anyway, 'til next time...

- Simon, curator.]

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Developer Q&A: Balancing storytelling and player choice in Prey (Alex Wiltshire / Gamasutra) "Talos-1 runs on eels. This large space station, setting to Arkane Studios’ recently released emergent sim Prey, deals with its residents’ effluent by sending it to large vats where it’s consumed by the things."

Nintendo of America Boss Fils-Aimé On Comebacks, the Future of the DS and Surviving the Wii U (John Davison / Simon Cox / Glixel) "It's almost exactly a year since we last spoke with Nintendo of America president Reggie Fils-Aimé at E3 2016. On that occasion he was standing fifteen feet above that Disney-like Nintendo E3 booth, which was dedicated solely to the forthcoming The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild."

Why 'Super Mario Maker' Didn’t Kill the Mario Hacking Community (Jess Joho / Motherboard) "Yet, playing hyper-polished feats of design like Super Mario Maker leave some longtime fans of the franchise nostalgic for the days of janky programming, kill screens, and brutal challenge. That's why the heroes of the Super Mario World (SMW) ROM hacking community remain stubbornly alive, even long after the release of an official Nintendo Mario level creator."

Coin-Operated Boys: An Interview with Carly Kocurek (Dan Royles / Nursing Clio) "Carly Kocurek’s Coin-Operated Americans: Rebooting Boyhood at the Video Game Arcade (Minnesota, 2015) examines the origins of modern video game culture in the “classic” arcade era, spanning the release of Pong in 1972 and the industry’s first major collapse in 1983. She traces the formation of the “technomasculine” during that period, as the arcade became increasingly defined as the province of young men."

How we make a game called Hidden Folks (Adriaan de Jongh / Imgur) "Hey there! I'm Adriaan, one of the two developers behind Hidden Folks, a game for smartphones and computers in which you search for hidden folks in hand-drawn, interactive, miniature landscapes by unfurling tent flaps, cutting through bushes, slamming doors, and poking crocodiles!"

Offworld Trading Company: An RTS Without Guns (Soren Johnson / GDC / YouTube) "In this 2017 Game Developers Conference talk, Mohawk Games' Soren Johnson dives into strategy game history to explain how he and his team developed Offworld Trading Company, a strategy game with little combat."

These Maps Reveal the Hidden Structures of ‘Choose Your Own Adventure’ Books (Sarah Laskow / Atlas Obscura) "Reading a “Choose Your Own Adventure” book can feel like being lost in a maze and running through twists and turns only to find dead ends, switchbacks, and disappointment. In the books—for those not familiar with them—you read until you come to a decision point, which prompts you to flip to another page, backward or forward."

A Falconer Enters the World of Video Games (Simon Parkin / New Yorker) "The story of how Nricco Iseppi, a master falconer, came to Riot Games has, among the company’s staff, acquired the malleability of myth. According to one scriptwriter, it began when Riot had an orange grove planted on its multimillion-dollar campus, in Los Angeles, a place already bristling with perks and mod cons."

Interview: “Rez” creator Tetsuya Mizuguchi’s unusual life evolves humanity (Staff / Denfaminicogamer) "One midnight, during an internal office chat at the Denfaminicogamer editorial department were the words “They’re crazy.” This was right at the end of 2016 after PS VR was released. As it were, the editorial departments odd excitement resulted in an impulsive interview about VR Contents “Rez Infinite” at the end of last year. This article is a written version of that insane seven hours interview. [SIMON'S NOTE: the translation isn't perfect, but this interview is AMAZING - you rarely see Japanese creators asked historical questions in this kind of depth.]"

The Garden Ages | Myst series (Sam Zucchi / Heterotopias) "How do the linking books in Myst read? These books are, in-universe, written out in the alphabet and language of a dead civilization. The text details the world that the writer wishes to visit: an island is described, its qualities delineated in some detail, and a linking pane appears on the first page, ready to literally transport the reader to the object described."

The RPG Scrollbars: In search of urban fantasy (Richard Cobbett / RockPaperShotgun) "There’s a real urban fantasy gap in the gaming industry, and it’s never made much sense. We see a thousand Tolkienesque fantasy games a minute (rough napkin calculation) and the future’s typically so bright, even the lens flares need shades. Yet when it comes to that line where the mundane meets the magical, mostly what we’ve had for the last few years is false hope."

E3 Was Different This Year, And It Wasn’t Just The Crowds (Nathan Grayson / Kotaku) "It’s the first day of E3. I’m walking the show floor—or more accurately, oozing across it, slug-like, followed by a trail of my own sweat. I’m shoulder-to-shoulder with swathes of people. Across the way, crowds of people whoop and holler, each of them hoping to win swag they can stuff in their floor-length swag bags. 15,000 new people are in attendance this year. [SIMON'S NOTE: one of the most considered of the 'what's up with E3 this year?' articles.]"

7 examples of accessibility design that developers should study (Richard Moss / Gamasutra) "Games are for everyone. And in recognizing this, ever-increasing numbers of developers are making a point to incorporate more accessibility features and options like remappable controls, configurable subtitles, resizable HUDs, and more."

The big interview: Xbox boss Phil Spencer (Wesley Yin-Poole / Eurogamer) "It was with all this in mind that I sat down with Xbox boss Phil Spencer at the Galen Center in Los Angeles to talk Xbox One X. At £449, I'm not sure who the console is for ("there is a customer out there who's looking for the premium experience"). I fear for Microsoft's first-party studio setup ("I do think we have an opportunity to get better in first-party")."

The State Of Virtual Reality (Brian Crecente / Polygon) "One could argue that the age of virtual reality kicked-off during last year's Game Developers Conference, an event that nearly coincided with the launch of two of the technology's most important head-mounted displays in recent history: the Oculus Rift and the HTC Vive."

EA Boss Andrew Wilson's Vision of Gaming's Future Will Blow Your Mind (John Davison / Glixel) "The intervening years were tumultuous and challenging. Changing the company to deliver on that vision was a bumpy ride, but now 10 years later, Wilson is eager to convey what the new Electronic Arts stands for, and its vision for the future of games. [SIMON'S NOTE: Much snark online for some of the 'vision' in this interview, particularly the Emily Dickinson bit.]"

Ex-Puyo Puyo producer reveals some of the classic puzzler’s earliest prototypes (Kishi / Retronauts) "Last week, Compile founder Moo Niitani announced two previously unreleased works from the defunct developer’s glory days on MSX2 computers. Later this month, Dominon and Dominon X are both coming to Project EGG, D4 Enterprise’s prolific download service for old Japanese computer games."

Don't Change a Thing! The Challenges of Evolving Solitaire (Russell Carroll / GDC / YouTube) "In this 2017 GDC session, MobilityWare's Russell Carroll shares the experience of updating Solitaire for a modern mobile audience, and what features they were able to update while grappling with intense resistance to any changes made to the core game. [SIMON'S NOTE: I've known Russell - who used to run indie site GameTunnel - for a LONG time, and this talk is as much about management philosophy as it is solitaire - it's super well-considered.]"

Young Men Are Playing Video Games Instead of Getting Jobs. That's OK. (For Now.) (Peter Suderman / Reason) "Video games, like work, are basically a series of quests comprised of mundane and repetitive tasks: Receive an assignment, travel to a location, overcome some obstacles, perform some sort of search, pick up an item, and then deliver it in exchange for a reward—and, usually, another quest, which starts the cycle all over again. You are not playing the game so much as following its orders. The game is your boss; to succeed, you have to do what it says."

7 roguelikes that every developer should study (Stefanie Fogel / Gamasutra) "With that in mind, we asked developers to name some of their favorite roguelikes - or games in other genres influenced by roguelike mechanics - and the lessons they can teach people today. And, many of these games are free and/or open source, which makes them easy to download, play, and study!"

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