This chapter is my very own "deleted scene" from Season 1 Episode 9: Crystal Venom! This means that I basically took this episode and added a sex scene to it ^^ this is something I want to do a lot for this series, so if you have specific episodes that you'd like me to add in a scenario for a sex scene, please do so!

"You're a broken soldier, you can't hold out forever!"

Not even Shiro knew who he was talking to when he spat those words at Sendak. He wasn't thinking about what he was saying, and he most certainly didn't consider the consequences as Sendak almost seemed to shift in the healing pod in front of him.

"Why fight Zarkon...when you can join him?"

Adrenaline spiked through Shiro's spine like electricity as his eyes widened, but he was unable to take a step back; he was unable to turn away from Sendak. That was his mistake.

"We're alike, you and me. Both part of the Galra Empire. Just look at your arm."

He obediently glanced down at his prosthetic arm, sweat already gathering above his brow in an eerie shine. Hearing Sendak's voice in his head already seemed normal to him as he stumbled over himself. His knees were trembling, weakening, convincing him to buckle and collapse in front of Sendak…

"...that's not me…!" He muttered, suddenly overwhelmed by the idea of tearing his Galra arm off.

"It's the strongest part of you! Embrace it!"

"No…"

"You've been broken, and reformed. You serve the Empire."

"I'm not listening to you…!" He pulled at his hair harder as his knees finally gave out, leaving him groveling at the foot of Sendak's healing pod. "I'm not...I don't serve—"

Dozens of Galra hands were suddenly grabbing at his body from every angle; a mess of fur and scales and claws that tore at his bare skin like he was some piece of spare meat being tossed around between a pack of ravenous wolves—!

"No!" He blinked the vision away, staring at the floor with every piece of willpower he had left, focusing on the tiles so as to ground himself to where he was now.

"See? You do remember your allegiances. Why repress it? It's a rather happy memory, is it not?"

"Stop it! No, it isn't...it's not…!"

"You're lying. Go on; relive the memory. It'll be satisfying. Enjoyable. Pleasurable. You want it."

"No...I don't…" He could already imagine those claws tearing at his clothes again.

"You need it."

"That's not…!" He could see those fangs glinting behind each grin, surrounding him from every angle.

"You deserve it. You deserve to feel good right now."

Hands...tongue...stickiness, all over his body…

He could feel it clearly now. He could feel the explosive stimulation of absolute ecstasy. Or rather...he could remember how it felt.

"Remember who you belong to, champion."

"Amazing! His eyes shine with blood lust in the arena, but I suppose he feeds off of a different kind of lust when he's here!"

"I wonder if all humans are like this?"

"Impossible. A race this addicted to sex would have a large enough population to at least rule within their small galaxy. This human must be a special case."

"Perhaps they're hyper-sensitive to Galra pheromones."

The casual chatter was like a constant itch that wouldn't go away as the Galra observed him from every side, showing no signs of caution towards him despite him being a champion. There was no need; he wasn't a person. He was another tool. That much was proven as they closed in on him and clawed at his prisoner clothing.

He didn't move a muscle.

There were far too many Galrans surrounding him for him to count them all, not to mention most of them were hidden in the dark. If he had to guess, he'd say there were at least two dozen horny aliens eyeing his body as his clothes were ripped to shreds, exposing his broad shoulders and chest and abs. Only when the claws grazed past his clothing and scraped his skin did he finally react.

A shiver ran up his spine as a small scratch of blood appeared on his shoulder, and as if his movement was the start of a chain reaction, shivers ran through the crowd of waiting Galra one by one.

The stench of Galra pheromones was dense in the air; so much so that he was breathing it in, taking it in as a part of his system. Perhaps that was why his cock was so hard. He thought his entire bottom half would just melt completely as they tore at his pants. Then, once he was completely bare for the Galra, they swarmed him like greedy animals starved of a good meal—and he was a feast waiting to be eaten.

The pheromones had him too drunk on lust for him to complain or form any words. He knew what was coming, he always did, but this time was different...he was tired of struggling.

He knew what was coming; that was why he knew there was no point in fighting it.

The front half of his body was shoved to the floor, and as soon as his rump was raised, a rough tongue dragged its way across his ass. His hole physically opened up in invitation, recognizing the sexual action.

While his abused hole began gathering attention from multiple fingers, several Galra dicks found their way to his face, with others just pressing against his body and covering him in their musk completely. He always thought to himself that he would never be able to get rid of the stench of Galra sex, but this time he was especially sure of it as a large, curved cock shoved its way past his lips. At the same time, his ass cheeks were being pulled apart, and he spread his legs as wide as he could for the Galra's convenience.

It was routine for him at this point—that was all there was to it. It was routine for him to crumble beneath the violent sexual advances of the Galra. It was routine for him to fall obedient to make things easier. And...it was routine for him to give in to the pleasure.

As if on cue, the Galra behind him rammed its cock up his stretched hole, precum leaking into his body and feeding him that delicious, delicious Galra substance.

"FUCK!" He ignored his need for air, instead crying out to make his pleasure known in the one second he had before the cock in his mouth rammed forward once more.

His throat was stretched from the constant fucking, and his ass even more so, but he was trained enough by now to strain his muscles to reenact the tightness of a virgin.

"What an obedient sex toy! Go on, champion, take your reward! Work for it!" The Galra behind him growled, dominant voice sending more shivers through Shiro. The voice of any Galra sent shivers through his body as he propped himself up on all fours and began sawing himself back and forth on the two Galra cocks stuffing him from both ends; he was the perfect Galra-human spitroast.

The surrounding Galra began jerking themselves off with their cocks still pressed against him until there was no more than half-a-foot of free space on his body at a time; he was covered in cocks of varying shapes, sizes, and shades of blue, red, and purple.

He already knew what it was like to become the Galra's plaything, he'd been through it before; he would never get used to it, though. And this time especially, the soldiers seemed to be more riled up than usual as they clawed at him, tearing through skin while sending him flying back and forth in between their cocks.

The scent of sex was so powerful in the air...so intoxicating...so addicting...

Galra cock. That was all that mattered, all that he needed. Galra cock, Galra cock, Galra cock, Galra cock…

He rose up on his knees so his hands were free to grab the nearest cocks; naturally, his face slid forward, but since his throat was stuffed with cock, instead of hitting the floor, his face rested against the crotch of the Galra he was sucking, and that became his support, allowing him to stabilize on his knees.

"Look at him…! Already so desperate from just my precum!" The Galra in his ass taunted, claws digging into his hips as they fucked him harder. "I'm gonna mess him up so bad…!" True to his word, he rammed his cock with all of his strength, roaring with climax, and as soon as his purple cum flooded Shiro's body, everything went black.

Cum…

Cum…!

He needed it...Galra cum...inside…

A blast of sticky purple seed filled his mouth before he had time to gather his thoughts—his eyes just glazed over even more.

All the Galra who had been stimulating themselves were beginning to cum now, coating his body with searing hot cum on both the outside and the inside.

Galra cum...he needed it…

"—ease! Please!" He gasped as soon as the cock left his mouth, dropping back to all fours and whipping around from cock to cock. "I need it inside...I...I—!"

"Fucking slut doesn't even try to hide it!" A massive Galra yanked his hair from behind and lifted him over his cock, long tongue licking Shiro's eyes. "Just shut up. Tools don't talk; they just do their job. Now do yours. You know what it is. Serve your superiors."

Shiro's pupils trembled as he stared at the belittling grin of the Galra man who had lifted him, and for a brief moment, he felt a fire in the pit of his stomach that made him want to keel over...but with one look at his massive cock, Shiro couldn't help but imagine what it would be like having that inside of his stomach. Would it destroy him?

"Yes…" He swallowed hard, still able to taste remnants of Galra seed, before letting himself down on the monstrous cock. It was dark red and bulging with bumps on every inch of the shaft, but that only served as a minor challenge for his hole as Shiro moaned and leaned his head back into the massive Galra's shoulder as the cock disappeared inside of his body.

Chants of "break him...break him...break him...today, we officially break him…!" were erupting from the Galra crowd as they watched Shiro force his way down the cock out of sheer thirst for Galra cum.

"Break...break...break…" The voices repeated in time with his movements as he rode the cock with everything he had; he didn't have time for adjustment. Why would he? He needed to feel as many Galra cocks inside of him as possible…

"Break...break...break…!" The bumps coating the alien cock almost seemed to be getting larger each time Shiro slammed his body down, which in turn egged him on to speed up.

"Break...break...break…!" Only once the monstrous cock finally erupted in a fountain of cum inside of him did he lose himself in his body's own pleasure enough to realize; he was the one chanting it, now.

He was the one chanting "break".

His eyes widened to the size of suns, straining as they expanded more and more, as if the realization of his own chanting successfully broke something within him. And alongside his mental breakdown, of course, was the electric pleasure bursting from every nerve in his body. His ass was taking in all the thick Galra seed like a sponge, feeding the addictive properties straight to his body and brain until he was moaning mindlessly and grabbing at whatever cock was closest to him so he could touch it, lick it, indulge in it. He wanted to indulge in all of the Galra cocks.

"Fuck…! Ah...fuck…" He didn't even know when he'd hopped on another cock, but he wasn't about to complain about being stuffed full as his tongue lolled out lazily. Several Galrans were rubbing their cocks all over his face now, drowning him in the scent and taste of cum even more so than before.

"Ha...Galra...Galra cock is so amazing…" His face was crimson red just from his body heat and passion alone as more cum burst inside of him.

He lost balance and fell until he was practically sitting on the Galra's balls as they pumped his body full of thick cum.

"Ah…! Oh fuck!" He tore at his hair with both hands, grinding down against the cumming cock shamelessly until his face became the physical embodiment of drunken pleasure.

As soon as the cock was out of him, another one was taking its place, all while shots of cum stained his once prideful body and face from every side. Once upon a time, he had been the responsible pilot of the Kerberos mission; now, he was nothing more than a hopeless slut covered in alien cum and crowded by alien cock.

He wrapped his arms and legs around the Galra's back and waist and rode them with everything he was worth, muscles flexing as the cock hit his insides in ways that had him thrashing about in crazed pleasure. His mouth was left unattended to so his screams could egg the Galra on.

One after the other, the Galra continued to pass him from body to body, cock to cock, fucking him and feeding him and breaking him. After receiving so much pleasure, his own cock had fired off its own release multiple times, but neither he nor the Galra cared about his cock. His ass was all that mattered as he was pumped full of thick cum again and again, already past the point of overflowing.

His stomach was physically bulging with cum, and it was only getting larger every minute as he was shoved to the ground and fucked from behind.

Spots dotted his vision, but whenever he did manage to take a clear look around him, Galra cocks were all there was to see. So many cocks, hanging above him and waiting their turn, waiting to use him.

He was drooling obscenely as another Galra picked him up and forced him to ride his cock—was it really forcing when he was more than happy to take it, though? The Galra could get as rough as they wanted with him, but he would never tire of their incredible cocks. He was certain his muscles ached, but he couldn't feel it. The only thing he could feel in his body was ecstasy.

"Somebody is enjoying themselves." The Galra reached around to rub Shiro's bulging stomach, pressing a finger into it, prompting Shiro to moan loudly and ride his cock faster. "So much cum, and you aren't even close to done, are you? You really are the champion!"

Shiro's back arched as teeth sunk into his neck and cum covered his face and chest from both sides. Galra who had already fucked him were getting hard again just watching him as he fucked himself on their cocks and took every cumshot with desperate need.

A particularly large Galra suddenly came forward, towering over him as he continued riding his current Galra cock.

The eyes of two different animals met as he looked up. One was merciless and cold, but as for Shiro...primal lust was the only light in his dull, mindless eyes.

"Swear to us." The Galra cupped his chin and spat on his sticky face, growling approvingly when he leaned into the touch while still moving his body up and down. "You will serve the Empire, now. You serve the Galra in body, mind, and soul."

"Ah…!" He moaned helplessly as another sudden burst of cum surged into his body. He grinded himself down, tongue dropping out once more as the Galra leaning over him slapped his face lightly.

"Swear it. You are the Empire's plaything."

He swallowed hard, licking the Galra man's thumb when it was waved in front of him. "I...I am the Galra Empire's…!" He confessed, pupils dilating. "I serve...Galra! Ah!"

The cock tore out of his body, and the Galra in front of him trailed his fingers down Shiro's jawline and shoulder to grab ahold of his arm.

"In that case, we'll be replacing this. You don't need this arm anymore; you get an arm made from Galra tech instead, so you always remember who your body belongs to. Do you want that? Do you want to be permanently marked by the Galra, to carry our presence with you at all times?"

He pushed his ass out for all the Galra in the room, desperate to have another cock pumping him full of seed; that was honestly all he wanted. Everything else the Galra was saying barely even registered with him, but if he needed to agree to get another cock inside of him, then he would.

"Yes…!"

More pressured was applied to his arm as the Galra's grin widened.

"Very well. You're Galra property now. You serve the Empire."

"Remember who you belong to, champion."

Shiro's eyes trembled as he looked around him to confirm that he was in the castle of lions and not back in the Galra prison. Sendak's healing pod was right in front of him, overshadowing him...he was safe...he was free...but his clothes were in a pile around him.

He had no clue when he'd discarded of his own clothes, but he was sitting back now in front of Sendak, completely naked, staring at his Galra arm as the memory of the Galra fucking him throbbed throughout his entire body. His cock was fully erect…

"Touch yourself with your Galra hand. Go on; it's the closest you'll ever get to experiencing pleasure from the Galra again."

His eyes widened even more, scanning his hand. It was true...it would be like the Galra were bringing him pleasure again...he could lose himself in it…

"No! W-why…" His voice was considerably higher pitched than normal.

"You want it, don't you? You want the pleasure that only the Galra can give you. It's not wrong; you're simply feeding your desires. There's nothing wrong about it."

"But I shouldn't…"

"Why not? There's no need to be ashamed; embrace it. Embrace your desires, and do what you must to fulfill it."

He swallowed hard, Galra hand slowly lowering towards his crotch, towards his massive, throbbing cock.

"Indulge yourself. Indulge yourself in your lust for Galran touch."

The metallic touch was rough against his cock, but he wouldn't have wanted it any other way as he wasted no time in moving his hand up and down his length with ferocious intensity. His mind flashed between the faces of all the Galra that had fucked him, defiled him, pleasured him…

Suddenly, touching his cock wasn't even a thought as he fell onto his back, Galra arm reaching over his stomach to finger his hole. As soon as he had the first finger exploring himself, he could feel just how stretched his ass was

"Ah…! Oh fuck…! I need…!" He was almost whimpering on the ground as his fingers traced the damage done to his hole. "I need...Galra…!" He impatiently shoved more fingers inside of himself, but he couldn't get deep enough...he couldn't mimic the feeling of a massive Galra cock using his body…

"Perhaps I could help."

His eyes snapped even wider than before, slowly panning up to stare at Sendak.

"It's simple. Release me...allow me to treat your body the way only I can...allow me to give you what you desire."

He didn't register his body's actions until he was already on his feet, hand hovering over the command that would open the pod and allow the commander out of the cryostasis.

"N-no...I can't…!"

"You can. And why shouldn't you? It isn't selfish of you; it's natural. All you have to do...is press it…"

His hand was shaking, inching ever closer to the button even as his body managed to step back.

"Do it. You need it. The roughness of a Galra cock inside of you...I can give it to you."

A shiver ran up his body as his eyes latched onto Sendak's crotch.

"I can give you everything you want and more."

A strand of drool ran down his chin.

"Your body can taste Galra cum once more...just. Open. My. Pod."

Shiro squeezed his eyes shut, as if that would help him forgive his actions, before allowing his hand to connect with the button.

As soon as the pod deactivated, Sendak lunged forward and pinned Shiro to the floor, tearing his own armor off with a grin.

"How pathetic...how weak! You truly are just a broken Galra slut!"

Shiro cried out in alarm, struggling against Sendak's body, but as soon as the Galra was naked and showing off his massive cock, he went limp.

More drool fell down his chin, and his chest was heaving in anticipation at the sight of a naked Galra towering over him; especially since Sendak was even larger than most of the Galra that had fucked Shiro…

"Already stopped fighting?" Sendak sneered, flipping Shiro onto his stomach and grabbing ahold of his ass. "You've just sentenced Voltron to their demise...but I suppose I'll give you want you desired so badly before using you as leverage against the paladins."

The only thing Shiro heard was Sendak agreeing to fuck him as he pushed his ass up for him. Then, the Galra Commander was slamming their hips together, massive cock tearing into Shiro and stretching his walls beyond anything he'd ever felt before.

His scream must've echoed throughout the entire Castle of Lions as his back arched. Pleasure spread throughout his body like wildfire instantly, as though his hole recognized the cock of a Galra.

"More…! Give me—AH!" His fingers found their way to his hair as Sendak thrusted without mercy, claws digging into his back.

"You take it quite well…! As expected of a Galra slut!"

He slammed his head into the ground, clawing at his scalp, and before he could even beg for more, Sendak thrust into him again, steadily picking up pace until he was fucking Shiro into the ground with the ruthless violence of a Galra. A constant string of taunts left him in the forms of growls, degrading Shiro until he felt like the slut he was.

It was all so familiar; Shiro loved every second of it.

"Sendak! SENDAK!" His voice echoed throughout the hall as Sendak pounded his massive Galra cock into him until the inside of his body was echoing, too. Heat and lust and pleasure pulsed from his very core, and Shiro could only continuously slam his head into the floor.

The stench of Galra sex rose, as if his body had regained the odor from Sendak fucking him.

"Come here, champion!" Sendak leaned back against the wall and pulled Shiro up onto his cock. "Ride the cock you seem to love so much!"

Shiro trembled at the effort it took to stand, but did as he was told. He put his hands on either side of Sendak's head against the wall, muscles straining, before throwing himself down against his cock.

More ear-shattering screams erupted from his body as he watched Sendak's cock tear into his hole like only a Galra cock would, igniting ecstasy that only a Galra cock could.

He was in heaven. Shiro devoted everything he had to riding Sendak's cock, moaning and screaming and fucking himself like his life depended on it. He had just doomed the paladins by freeing Sendak and giving his own body up as a hostage, but he didn't care. All he cared about was the unthinkable pleasure Sendak and only Sendak provided his body as his cock abused his prostate like many cocks before him.

As if on cue, footsteps sounded from just around the corner before the paladins burst into the hallway with Keith at the front, eyes wide in alarm as they searched for the source of the screams. And then...they saw them.

They saw him.

Shiro briefly turned in shock, eyes connecting with each of the paladins...and then, he turned away from them, staring into Sendak's eye. The only one that mattered right now.

The paladins were clearly too shocked to make a move, which gave Shiro the opportunity he needed to ram himself down on Sendak's cock harder, desperate for his cum.

"That's it, champion. Let them see what you've become...no, what you've always been. Ride out your ecstasy...and let everybody know the truth. What is it you desire?" Sendak's hand found its way to his hair, yanking it hard as Shiro grinded himself down against his cock.

"I…" He took a massive breath, shaking with need. "I want your cum! Sendak! Give me...make me lose everything...break me…!"

Sendak slammed his hips upwards, and Shiro's back arched as he put every ounce of strength into his leg muscles to meet the Galra's thrust, screams ringing into the air as the paladins watched their fearless leader crumble at the sensation of thick Galra cum bursting into his body and filling him up—

"Shiro!"

His head whipped around to see the paladins standing before him with Keith in the lead, each of their eyes wide with concern.

"Shiro, are you okay…?"

For several seconds, he stayed still from where he was, muscles tense with exhaustion. Then, when he scanned his surroundings, he found that his clothes were very much attached to his body, and that, instead of being on top of a massive cock against the wall of the hallway, he was on his knees at the foot of the pod still...with Sendak in the pod.

He clutched his head, stumbling back as his chest pounded in panic.

Everything...was just...it was in my head…

"Are you okay?" Keith repeated, crouching down to hold his shoulder.

Shiro's eyes drifted up to Sendak's face behind the pod...then to his crotch, where his cock was…

"...I…" Drool accumulated in Shiro's mouth, ready to overflow and drip down his chin, but he somehow managed to tear his eyes away from Sendak before that happened. "I...I think so...I...I need to get out of here…"

His breathing didn't slow down one bit as Keith helped him up, slinging Shiro's arm around his shoulder.

"Alright. Come on. Move!" Keith began walking Shiro through the hall, with Lance rushing over to help lift Shiro from the other side.

As they all stared after him, wondering what had happened, Shiro could only glance back at Sendak's pod one last time…

A fresh stickiness clung to his crotch from inside of his pants.

He was almost certain he saw Sendak smirk from in the cryostasis.

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