So... I let the plot bunnies run with a sequel to my Dreams to Reality story (now that it is redone and edited, I recommend reading that first to know where this story picks up). With my academic pursuits completed for the foreseeable future, I felt like writing once more.

Sit back, relax and enjoy the fluffy K/A goodness (with some suspense and maybe a new enemy to fight...)

Chapter 1

The smell of blood surrounded him. It wafted into his nostrils and out his mouth as he heaved to catch his breath. Sweat dripped from his forehead and down his face to his lips. It was then that he realized that the warm liquid dripping down his skin was not perspiration. The metallic taste lingered as his other senses began to take in more of the surrounding area.

Menacing laughs that belonged to the one and only Prince of Doom and then someone else he could not place echoed against the dark walls that seemed to close around him – slowly they were boxing him into a suffocating space.

The smell of burnt skin and the vision of that glowing hot slave brand haunted him. His breath became more and more ragged as he tried to push the object away from searing his flesh again.

The laughing continued and soon a piercing wail added to the assault on his eardrums. Dark. Cold. Pain. Screams. Blood. Confined space. They all began to feel like punches to his already battered body and the cries continued to grow in volume. Louder and louder.

With a gasp, Keith sat up in bed. It took him a few minutes to get his breathing under control and his surroundings into focus. The silken sheets of his large bed felt chilly to his damp skin.

Before telling his body to calm down, he looked to his side to find the golden locks and shapely body of his wife, still covered and sleeping peacefully.

His shaky hand reached over to caress her delicate skin, only to receive her mumbling something and rolling deeper into her pillow to continue her sleep. Keith smiled for a moment knowing she had been exhausted as of late with royal duties and those of a mother.

As his dream faded in his memory, the shrill from the other room reminded him of what had woken him from his nightmare.

"I've got him love." Keith leaned over to kiss Allura before leaving the bed they shared.

It had been a bit over a year since their relationship was thrust into the front of the galaxy and then frenzy of the wedding happened. While the pain that came about from Selena's attempt to save her father had been hard for all of them, there were so many good things that seemed to make it worth it. Keith doubted he would have ended up with the love of his life had his former girlfriend not put them on a collision course with the depth of their feelings.

Grabbing his shirt from the nearby chair, the King of Arus, who was still reluctant of the title, Vice Admiral of the Denublian Galaxy and Arusian Guard, not to forget still being the Captain of the Voltron Force, shook the sleep from his head. His body was already awake by the time he crossed the room and entered the secondary room they had turned into a nursery shortly after hearing that Allura was expecting.

"Johnny-boy, you sure have good timing for once." Keith smiled down on his infant son, not more than three months old. Leaning over the Arusian version of a crib – a circular bed with higher padded walls to keep the baby from rolling out – his strong hands reached down for the crying child.

The deep blue eyes of the small child with dark locks opened instantly after recognizing the voice of his father. Jonathan Alfor Kogane, the crown prince of Arus calmed as his father held him in his strong arms.

"Normally I would ask for a bit more sleep, or that you wake me up a bit quieter so mommy can sleep, but you saved me from another bout of nightmares kiddo." Keith spoke in low and hushed tones as he walked the baby out of the royal suite and towards the side kitchen area where the child's nurse would be preparing a bottle.

The chubby-cheeked baby, who took after his father in all ways except his eyes, continued to whimper voicing the need to be fed.

Both Keith and Allura had been very adamant that they would take on the majority of the child's care, but there were times that the extra pairs of hands were greatly appreciated. Midnight feedings had become Keith's sole responsibility the last month as his wife began to take on more of her royal responsibilities only to find out that she was already carrying the 'spare' to the throne.

She was exhausted more often than not throughout the pregnancy and then with the rebuilding of the planet. All of that, and then the over cautious doctors, advisors, friends and Keith- himself, had her still trying to catch up on sleep.

"Ach, the young prince is already awake?" Keith was surprised to see Nanny, Allura's old nursemaid in the small room, heating a bottle of breast milk over a small stove installed for that purpose.

"Yeah, Johnny seemed ready to start his day at 4am." Keith smiled at the older woman who had softened her dislike of him only after Allura had a stern talking to her.

"Prince Jonathan," she made a point to use his full name instead of the nickname the Voltron Force and Allura had been using for the boy, "you must be a good boy and let your parents sleep. Your mother especially."

Keith only smiled and continued to rock the baby while the bottle continued to heat.

"It is best you listen to Nanny, kiddo." Keith began, his lips touching the baby's head, enjoying the clean and distinct baby smell. "Otherwise she'll blame me and your Uncle Lance for being bad influences."

"Come now your majesty, I would say no such thing about you." Nanny looked mildly shocked Keith would say that, but he knew deep down, a part of her still did not like him. "Shall I take the prince for you?" She seemed to have forgotten her momentary anger and reached out for the boy.

"If you don't mind, I'll let you feed him. That will give me time to take a quick shower and get dressed before I start my day."

"So early?" Nanny took the young Prince from his father's arms and gave Keith a quick once over.

Keith knew that she realized why he was avoiding sleep. They had all worried about him at some point in the last year or so. While his body had recovered remarkably well from his time in Lotor's torture chambers, his mind at times relived the trauma – mostly affecting his sleep schedule.

"Garrison will be calling in for an early meeting and I figured I would take him again for a bit allowing you to get breakfast for Allura and the crew going."

"If that is what you want. I'll have him fed and changed in thirty minutes."

Keith nodded and left for the soothing waters of the shower.

Feeling as refreshed, as he could be for an early morning, Keith quietly slipped out of the bedroom once again and back towards Nanny and his son. As he neared the small room, the sounds of a still upset prince echoed in the hallway.

"Johnny, what's wrong?" He asked seeing that Nanny was not having any luck with calming the boy.

"He's been fed and cleaned up." Nanny said handing the baby back to his father.

"I got him. Thanks Nanny." Keith assured her as he picked up the baby harness Lance's mother had sent from Earth in her last care package. Putting the arm straps over his shoulders, he adjusted it to not hit his bad shoulder. Nanny nodded as she assisted in securing the baby in the cloth on his father's chest. After that the two left the woman to her work.

Keith often started his day like this – baby in the sling, going for a walk, or heading to his office, but this morning, something drew them outside and towards Black Lion's monument. He had not planned on an early morning flight with his son, the boy's fussing made him believe that a quick ride would do the trick for both his son and his own nerves.

The cockpit of the lion always felt so comfortable and soothing. This morning it certainly helped focus his mind and with the silence from the bundle still strapped to his chest, it was working for Johnny too.

Landing the lion back as quietly as possible, Keith allowed the seat to retract and soon came to the bar leading up to the control center. Making sure his son was secure once again, he grabbed the bar and kept in a grunt as his still weakened shoulder supported their weight on the ride up.

"What the hell are you doing up?" Lance asked watching the two royals enter the quiet command center. Looking up at the clock and scratching his head, the Red Lion pilot who was soon to end his night shift turned in his chair to watch his friend walk from the dais to the control panels. Keith quickly put his finger to his lips in a futile attempt to quiet his best friend.

"We both couldn't sleep. " Keith smiled looking down to see a now awake baby stretching and giving off a cute little yawn.

"Nightmare?" Lance asked as he stepped down to see his nephew. He pretended not to see Keith's frown at the mention of his trauma dreams. Allura had come to the team in secret not long after they were married to ask for help with Keith. She had tried hard to get her stubborn husband to seek the needed psychiatric assistance for what many would call post-traumatic stress. Added to the mix were the responsibilities of his new positions, and that left for little sleep and much less for one haunted by nightmares.

Caught in a compromising situation, one he felt Lance had coached his wife on, Keith had agreed to talk with Sven regarding what had happened to him on the battle cruiser. Sven had also lived with the horrors that Doom inflicted on others but to a greater and more prolonged extent. It was another thing on the long list that the two men now shared in common.

It seemed to work for a time, and the group had hope for a workable solution. However, recently with Garrison wanting his input on Drule relations, his work with the new alliance and fallout from the trial of the former Prince of Doom, the flashbacks were happening more frequently and getting harder for him to cover.

"Let it go Commander." Keith used his military voice and Lance's new rank to try and stop the conversation.

"Your daddy is an idiot there J.A." Lance smiled and poked the baby. "Yes he is. Can you say dumb ass?"

"If his first word is a curse, so help me Lance..."

"Oh, don't worry too much; kids don't even remember the first few years. Besides, who wants a prim and proper prince? He's half Earthling, gotta shake things up a bit."

"You tell Nanny and Allura that." Keith smiled taking Johnny out of the sling and handing him to Lance. "And regarding the other thing, it will pass. I have a video conference with Sven later, we'll talk a few things through. And well, a lot of work needs to be done before the Drule delegation arrives."

"Wait a minute, they are coming today? So I should shave and clean my room in case a certain voluptuous Queen wants a private audience?"

"It has been on the formal schedule since before Johnny was born… And I hope you are talking about Merla and not my wife." Keith tried to make a joke to which he received a strange face from his friend. "In all seriousness, please tell me you're not pissing off the Queen of the unified Drule planets."

Lance only smiled at Keith, who was well aware of his friend's reputation as a love 'em and leave 'em kind of guy at times.

"Nothing so dramatic. We've messed around a bit, had a few video chats. She's pretty good at playing hard to get. But if she'll be in the neighborhood for a prolonged stay…" The brown haired man, still wearing his signature leather jacket, lifted the infant up and down getting a giggle from the boy.

"Just be careful with her, something just feels off whenever she's around. I can't place my finger on it, but I just don't want anything to stop this alliance and rebuilding."

"Don't worry; I'll let her down easy. Besides, I get the feeling that she isn't in for anything serious."

The two men moved to the console and enjoyed a low-key chat, something they had not been able to do for some time. The two men had lost track of time, and little Johnny soon went back to sleep secure in his father's arms some time ago.

"So, how is the little momma holding up?" Red Lion's pilot asked looking on his friend holding his baby and looking happy – and if anyone deserved it, Keith was the guy. "Doc said she was on the tired side already with baby number two."

"Yeah, I feel horrible that she had such a hard time with Johnny, I don't want to see her go through with that again but it just happened…"

"Hey, she did sign up for it. And she knew what she was getting into or what was getting into her…" Lance's crude remark would normally earn him a slap, but Keith's expression told him revenge would come later as his hands were full. "Sorry, I can't help it man. I mean, jeez Keith, is there some aspect of life you don't excel in? I mean, within a month of being married? Unless you aren't telling us something." A raised eyebrow from Lance met with a frown and a shake of the head from the married man. "And what, the first time after the doc cleared you two for nocturnal activities? You are an animal my friend."

"You know I'm not going to comment on our private time. It's about all the privacy I get nowadays." Keith sighed, this was a topic Lance and the others seemed to love pointing out. Not to mention the tabloids talking about the power couple of Arus and their ability to create the required offspring in such a short time. It wasn't like the newly married couple had planned to have kids so quickly.

The conversation seemed to die off with a comfortable silence between the two when a swish of the doors drew their attention. In walked a semi-awake Allura, wrapped in Keith's night robe.

The dark haired man, still holding their son was on his feet in seconds and walking to meet his wife as she moved towards them.

"You both were gone when I woke up." Allura smiled after a light morning kiss from her husband. Keith handed over their sleeping son and looked on his family with a content feeling - all the pain he was still dealing with was worth it he thought.

"Johnny wanted to get up and decided to give Nanny a bit of trouble, so I took him out for a run."

"Well, he is your son after all." Allura smiled and looked up at her husband.

"And what is that supposed to mean?" Keith asked as Allura walked over towards Lance to say hello.

"Always the first one up." His wife replied.

"And cranky more often than not," Lance added in to receive yet another scowl.

"You really want a painful workout today don't you Lance?"

"Why not? It has been a while since I've gotten thrown across the gym. Your shoulder up for it?"

"I can't protect it forever. That wouldn't be smart if we are ever called back to duty."

"Just don't end up bruising each other and coming to the meeting with black eyes or anything." Allura reminded them with a worried tone in her voice.

"Me beat up the illustrious King of Arus?" Lance's sarcastic tone made the Queen laugh as she rocked her first child. "I'm afraid the only one to beat Keith would be you my Queen." The pilot stood and bowed only making Allura laugh more.

"Ok, that is enough with you." Keith turned from Lance and sighed. Placing a supportive hand on the small of his wife's back, he gently led her back towards the door. "Let me walk my wife back to our room and then I will see you in the gym for some payback once you're off duty."

The morning's practice and preliminary updates with Coran went by quickly for the champion of Arus. Considering the lack of sleep, teasing from Lance and a tough workout with the force and a few of the select guards training as backups, Keith was feeling rather good.

He had since returned to the royal suite and shed his workout clothes when he took a seat on his bed looking at a datapad of the day's schedule changes. For once, it looked like he had over an hour to get ready for the more high-level meetings. And for that little bit of peace he was thankful.

"If only the galaxy reporters knew you read over the day's work in your boxers." Allura's sweet voice filled his ears. Looking up from his notes, Keith patted the spot next to him on the foot of the bed.

Allura stood next to one of the large ornate posts of their canopy bed looking at her husband for a moment or two admiring the view of her handsome king.

"Got to get the day's work in somehow." He joked back at her, "If I didn't get soap in my eyes, I might even consider reading in the shower."

"I don't doubt you would try it… or partner with Pidge to come up with some weird new gadget."

Allura knelt on the bed next to Keith and rested her head on his bare shoulder. Letting out a sigh, she looked up into his eyes.

"I'm sorry we can't have a more normal married life." She sounded sad as she closed her eyes and wrapped her arms tightly around his chest wanting to shut out the rest of the world for a time.

"It's not your fault. Once things finish the initial rebuilding phases, we should have more time." He encouraged her, always trying to support her. "Besides, as long as you're at my side like this, I don't mind the extra work."

He took one of her hands away from his chest and kissed it, trying to make her feel better.

"I love you Keith," She whispered as he rested his head against hers.

"You know," a wicked smile crossed his lips, " We both have some time before anyone expects us to be in the throne room to receive the delegation. A little birdie also told me that they are a bit behind due to meteor interference."

"Oh?" A soft laugh escaped her lips as she begin to think the same thing Keith was at the moment. "And what would you like to do in that time, my king?"

"I could think of a few things." He pulled her across him to straddle his lap. Their eyes met, both dancing with a fire that would never burn out between them.

"Such as?" She asked kissing his lips lightly, teasing him.

"Well," he returned her kisses as his hands slowly pulled at the zipper of her dress.

"Well?" Her voice sounded needy as his lips left hers and nipped at her jaw and down her neck.

"Protocol updates for the dam in sector seven."

Allura went stiff with annoyance not knowing if he was seriously discussing business now. Her shocked face made Keith laugh in response. A light slap to his shoulder told him she did not like his joke.

"Kidding. I was just kidding love. How could I want to think about that, when I have you…" In one swift motion, Allura found herself on her back and on their bed. Keith was kneeling above her and pulling off her dress.

"That's more like it." She sighed as his hands expertly made short work of her clothes and she too aided him with removing other barriers to their intimacy.

He reverently kissed her between her full breasts. Keith smiled as he lightly licked at the mounds that had grown fuller throughout her pregnancy and now provided nourishment for their son. His hands teased her skin in other places as well; the skillful digits moved lower caressing her curves lingering slightly on her lower abdomen where their second child was just beginning to grow. As he continued lower with both hands and lips, Allura's back arched off the sheets as her body felt the heat rising within. Blowing gently on the sensitive nub between her folds, Keith received a gasp from his wife before beginning to suck and lap at her delicate skin.

"Please…" She mewed as Keith knew exactly where to devote his attention to make his wife shudder. "Keith… please…" Her hands moved to tangle in her husband's dark hair, keeping his head where she needed him.

"So impatient," he smiled looking up slightly from his place between her legs, letting his fingers continue their ministrations, the leader of all military forces in the surrounding galaxy watched as his wife's body shook with his well-practiced actions. "Let go for me, I want to see you, Allura."

His words hardly registered in her pleasure clouded brain, but that tone in his voice – the love that was there- sent her over the top and gasping for breath as her body relaxed, letting the wave take over.

As the tingles in her body subsided, Allura reached down to cup his cheek, drawing his lips and attention away from her center and back to her lips in a kiss. Keith's body complied and he moved back up above her and accepted her lips hungrily.

His hips pressed against her, showing his own need. With one hand holding his face close to hers, the other snaked down his naked back to grab his well-toned buttock before closing in around his manhood.

"Ah," he hissed out as she stroked him, enjoying the throbbing warmth in her hands. With a few more strokes, she moved him closer into position above her wet folds.

"I want you…" She breathed against his cheek, knowing that he was just as needy. The power she felt in hearing the mighty Keith Kogane groan in pleasure as she slowly teased the tip of him with her warmth made her body shiver more.

No longer being able to continue with their power game, Keith kissed her and thrust down joining them together.

Both moaned each other's names as they moved together, Keith grabbing hold of her and pushing deeper inside her warmth, while Allura pulled him closer. Their troubles and responsibilities melted away as only the two of them existed in that moment.

Whipping her head back, Allura screamed out his name as the pleasure erupted once again. Keith watched as her heaving breasts arched back and her inner walls clamped down on him, in order to keep from losing his control, he slowed down his movements, but didn't stop completely as his wife continued to ride her climax.

"Keith," she whispered his name over and over until she caught her breath and regained her thoughts. Their lips dueled for a time until Keith's body could take no more of the slow movements. His own release was close, but he did not want to end their time together so quickly. Burying his face in the crook of her neck, Keith began to build up the pace to bring them both to climax.

"Ally, I…" with a shudder Keith moved again to seal his lips on hers in a searing kiss as she once again shook, bringing him to let go.

All strength left him for a time, as his body went lax against his equally exhausted wife.

The warmth of his body and the loud thumping of their heartbeats brought contentment to Allura. Keith had always been her rock, a place of comfort in her spinning world. With him in her life like this, she felt even more drawn to him and needing him near.

"Stay" She mumbled as she felt Keith begin to get up. "Just a little longer, please."

Keith placed a kiss to her forehead and smiled as he looked at the clock near his bedside table.

"We still have some time." He replied as he lay on his side and pulled her naked form on top of his own. The silence between them was peaceful, as his calloused hands trailed up and down her back.

"What's wrong?" The Queen of Arus asked seeing a contemplative expression on Keith's face after a time.

"Oh nothing really." The response took a few seconds, "Just wishing we could stay here like this for the next few months, is all."

"Hmm, that would be nice." She nuzzled up to his chest, placing a light kiss to the scared tissue that remained on his permanently scarred pectoral and shoulder. The ugly and misshaped Drule slave brand still marred his smooth skin, a reminder of how close she was to losing him.

"But not going to happen. Especially with that Drule delegation arriving." His hands continued to rub up and down her body as his mind slowly moved back into work mode.

"Lance must be happy." Allura smiled enjoying the thought of teasing their longtime friend with the arrival of the Queen of the Drules.

"Can I ask you something?" Keith's serious voice woke her up from drifting off to sleep.

"You know you can." She assured him.

"Queen Merla. Does she strike you as… odd?" He asked trying to find the right word to explain his misgivings about the Drule leader. Over the course of the last year of the alliance, Merla had on multiple occasions sought out Keith's attention more than any other in the Arus and Garrison delegations.

"Odd?"

"I don't know… I may not be an expert of Drule culture, especially with the women… but she seems particularly fond of me. I don't know," he removed a hand from her back and rubbed his face. "It feels off."

"Are those 'Sexiest man in the known universe' tabloid headlines finally going to your head?" Allura smiled as she propped herself up a little to make eye contact with her husband. "While you are easy on the eyes, not everyone wants to get into your bed, dear husband. And if they were, I'd like you to know, I don't share."

"Don't bring those articles up. You know I don't understand why people make such a big fuss over me… and I've done all I can to avoid them."

"I think you being clueless about your impact on is what makes you even more attractive." She smiled as she kissed him. "You are so very important not only to Arus, but to millions. And to me and Johnny. Don't count yourself short. Besides, you know I think you're very sexy." Another searing kissed tried to make him absorb her words.

"Well, I think they were insane to not list you as the most beautiful woman."

"Oh? So you did read the article then?"

"Article? I don't think Lance paid that much attention at all, he had the photos of that supermodel from Cerus 3 all over the rec room; it was hard to not look. I still think you could kick her ass and on top of that look infinitely better."

"Well, it was your fault that I didn't get nominated. Need I remind you that I was extremely pregnant when they tallied their ballots. Not many would say a woman the size of a house was sexy."

"First, you were never the size of a house, and second, even if you were, I'd pick you as the most attractive any day."

"Flattery will get you everywhere Mr. Kogane." She smiled seductively.

"So, you think I just imagine it?" Keith asked getting back to his original topic of debate after a passionate kiss to accentuate his point about loving her no matter what.

"Well, I think you maybe are. I mean it is quite clear you are 'off the market' as Lance called it. I'm not sure what she stands to gain by trying to seduce you."

"I just have a bad feeling about her and I don't want to distrust her if I'm just having a cultural misunderstanding."

"We'll just be extra careful… that's about all we can do." Allura hugged her husband in an attempt to calm his worry. "Now, we've got another ten minutes before we need to think about getting ready and to the throne room. And I don't know about you, but I think a shower is in order… care to join?"

Keith could only laugh as he watched his wife saunter off the bed and towards their bathroom before he too found comfort in the soothing embrace of his wife and the warm water.

And so starts our story, I hope you are ready for the ride.

Thank for reading, I shall see you all soon.