[Deep down inside, Lance is just as needy. The affection is warm and welcoming and most of all, it feels safe. Like nothing else can hurt them like losing Hunk did. Not now, at least, when Lance continues to explore Pidge's body with his hands, thumb circling around stiffening nipples. This is comforting and somehow protective. The more he concentrates on making Pidge's voice hitch like that again, the less he'll think about the third person not in this room.]
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Thinking clearly about your lies?