This prompt was sent to me by eruri17 on tumblr: Shiro aggressively flirting with Lance just to see him get flustered and tsundere? c:
I hope you enjoy this! :D

"Lance, keep up the good work," Shiro said, placing a hand on the paladin's shoulder. He felt Lance shiver underneath his hand and repressed the smirk that was threating to come out. It was honestly too much fun to tease and play with Lance. "You were a little loud though, not that I mind." He finished his statement with a wink.

A delightful red blossomed across Lance's cheeks and quickly spread to his ears. "W-well you know the heat of the moment and all, t-that raw power," Lance said, crossing his arms over his chest. Shiro supposed Lance was trying to look more "powerful" but he couldn't stop thinking about what was underneath all of Lance's defenses. The lithe muscles underneath all of that smooth bronze skin, Lance was truly a beautiful man.

Shiro smiled at Lance. "I bet you could put that raw power to even better use." He barely contained his laughter when Lance gaped at him. "You okay?"

Lance giggled nervously and scratched the back of his head. "Y-yeah totally, nothing major just ugh sore muscles."

Shiro hummed in agreement. "I could help you with that." Lance tilted his head curiously so Shiro continued. "Loosen up all those tight muscles."

Shiro couldn't hold back his laughter anymore when Lance's blush spread down his neck. "I wonder how far that blush goes down, would you mind letting me find out?" Shiro asked when his laughing fit was over.

Lance tried to glare at him, but he found that Lance looked too adorable to look at all threatening. "Shiro," Lance muttered, looking around them to see if anyone was nearby. "Stop doing that before someone thinks you're being serious."

Shiro took a bold step closer to Lance, boxing Lance in with his arms and the wall. "Who says I'm not being serious?"

Lance's eyes grew wide. "N-no you're not."

Shiro smiled leaning in closer. "I am though."

Lance's breath hitched for a brief moment before he let out a sigh. "W-well of course, I'm pretty awesome, why wouldn't you want a piece of the Tailor?"

Shiro raised an eyebrow, the who? The Tailor? Well, he was fairly good at turning something into a flirty remark, and this one would be easy. "I sure would like to see you thread the needle, just let me show you how I thread the needle afterwards."

Lance looked at him in shock. "Y-You know about that?"

Shiro shook his head. "No, but I know you," Shiro said, moving a hand to tug gently at Lance's nape. "And you like playing it cool, that your nickname cocky, but adorable. You like to show off, and I will happily accept them as long as you allow me to show you how I thread my needle."

Lance's breath came in warm pants against Shiro's lips before Shiro kissed them. When the two pulled away, Lance was nodding his head. "I think I'd like that," Lance took a moment to inspect himself. "Is that before or after you help me loosen all those tight muscles?"

Shiro chuckled quietly before moving to Lance's ear. "After, loosening up takes time."

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