[Lance hums against the flesh in his mouth, lips curled into a disbelieving smirk before pulling off of Pidge with a soft pop.]

You're lying right now, sure, but it's still a shitty one that I know isn't true.

[He wonders how long she can keep this act up. After all, he's barely begun working his way across her body and right now, he slides a hand down her ribs and along her hip, slipping those long fingers under her waistband.]

You might as well give it up now, Katie. We all know I'm the winner here.