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A bit o' Bassez. Lance has a kink he's afraid to tell JC about but it all works out in the end. Any and all smut will get you lots of love from me :)

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They're in bed and getting to the point in foreplay where it's cut and run or all in when Lance decided it's time to try and tell JC what he really likes.

Of course, what actually happens is JC rolls over on his stomach and Lance is left talking to his ass. Somehow that should make it easier, but all it does is make Lance blush. Which, given what he's thinking, is kinda' ironic. He trails his fingers over the delicate slope of JC's butt cheeks eliciting a delightful moan from JC.

"Lance. Please."

If Lance pushes down enough he'll leave a pink mark in the pale flesh. It fades quickly but while it's there, Lance's breath hitches slightly. Overcompensating, Lance takes in a huge gulp of air. To JC it sounds like a sigh. And not one of contentment.

"Lance?"

Lance tries to get himself back in the game. He's turned on, that's not the issue. But now that his brain has gotten the idea running it won't stop. He presses his fingers against JC's skin again. Opens his mouth to tell.

"JC... I..."

JC gropes around blindly with his hand and actually smacks against the side of Lance's ass before finding Lance's hand and giving a squeeze. He moves it over to where he wants it and presses firmly. Lance does his stop breathing, oversized breath thing again and JC moves, rolling over in the confines of Lance's straddled legs.

"Lance? What's up?"

Lance looks at JC. Opens his mouth to try again. It just shouldn't be that hard. JC will understand. JC understands everything. Lance is again blushing. He drops his eyes and JC grins.

"You want to bottom? Why didn't you just say so? C'mere." JC hauls Lance over until he falls on top of him and then takes a playful enough swat at Lance's ass.

At which point Lance neary explodes. There's all sorts of happy endorphin groups parading about in his system and he's pretty sure the pyrcotechnic part of his nervous system's party is about to start. If he can just get JC to do that again. He squirms against JC wontonly.

"Going to bottom from up there are you?" JC is chuckling now, and working his hands across Lance's ass, seeking. Lance squirms again and JC smacks him to keep him still.

Still is the last thing Lance has in mind. The firewords are indeed going and he can hear the band playing. And God bless, JC, because he really does understand everything.

"You need to hold still." This time JC's voice is sterner. Not cold, just solid enough to be athourotative. He's anchored one arm around Lance's waist. "Hold. Still."

Lance stops squirming and JC rewards him by bringing his open hand down on Lance's ass. Hard. Lance whimpers and JC lifts his hand. It's an akward angle, but not impossible and if the trembling in Lance is any idication, it won't take long. JC can just see over Lance's shoulder, can see the pink mark left by his hand and the hundreds of tiny bumps left in the wake. And he can feel Lance trembling. He bucks up against Lance as his hand comes down again and this time they both moan.

Jesus.

JC draws his hand back as far as it will go now and delivers a blow that he can hear echo back to him through the sounds he and Lance are making. Lance is incoherant, do in large part to the total sensory orgy his body is indulgin in, and JC is not far behind. Another slap, fresh, fast and shallow, accompanied by the hot contact of their groins and they're both done, which has never happened before. Lance is babbling and JC is pretty sure he just told Lance he was a god.

When they can both breath again without sucking in something unsavory JC asks, "Spanking?"

"I could say the same thing to you."

And JC smiles, because apparetnly it's true.