Author's Note: 'Sup ~Dreamers. Long time no write! (I'm sorry! T^T) Been on a little hiatus/writers' block/23 year old mid-adolescent crisis here, so here's an update to a story ya'll probably thought I gave up on. I've got like 80% of this story written, I've fallen in love with these two and I'm just getting started, so HERE YA GO BITCHES!
*Some plot, but mostly lemons, cuz I was feeling spicy and apparently so was Lotor. *If smut and talk of Periods makes you uncomfortable, feel free to skip this chapter or stop reading once Lotor and Nicole leave the gym. *All that happens plot wise is that Lotor tells Nicole he's taking her to a rebel planet to get her feet wet in some combat, which will happen later in the second half of the next chapter. *But you'll be missing out, because smut is easily my favorite thing to write ;D
I don't own shit of Voltron or its sexy characters, only my own characters, thots-thoughts!, and ideas.
~At long last
~Enjoy ~Dreamers!
Bonds Beyond the Stars
11
It was several days later when Nicole finally cleared Level 50. And as promised, Lotor planned to take her planet side, and at last leave the confines of their ship.
"How would you like some experience?" Lotor asked her one day.
"No, I am not having sex with you," Nicole deadpanned, not even bothering to look at him. The Generals were away on some assignment, leaving Nicole and Lotor alone in the gym.
"How cruel of you," Lotor feigned hurt, though his yellow eyes looked upon her with the amusement of a predator. "I only wished to invite you to a nearby planet; to aid me while I and my Generals suppress a few measly Rebel insurgents. However, if you do not wish to accompany me, you are free to remain on the ship."
Nicole's breath caught in her throat. Just how long had it been since she had set foot on solid ground?
"Don't play coy with me," Nicole warned him, her own eyes flicking up to meet his own. "I'm listening."
"The Rebels have created a fleeting stronghold on the planet Kaldina, located in the Ulipa System," Lotor began.
"I haven't the feintest idea where this Ulipa System is," Nicole told him. "But please, do go on."
"You seem a touch more condescending than usual," Lotor noted, smiling deviously. "Whatever put you in such a sour mood?"
"Cabin fever," Nicole rolled her eyes, though she found herself holding back a smirk. She prayed Lotor couldn't tell.
"I am confident that I and my Generals can suppress the insurgents by ourselves with little difficulty, but I hoped you might be interested in the combat experience," Lotor explained, pulling up a hologram of the planet and its schematics, ecosystems, atmosphere, etc. "Fighting against a living, thinking opponent rather than a simulation are two very different scenarios. I am curious to see how well you can work under pressure," Lotor gave her a smug look, "or how well you cannot."
"For the record, should I agree to participate it will be for my own benefit," Nicole told him. "I'm in desperate need of the combat experience and you are well aware of this, but I'd be doing it for a long-term goal of mine: not to impress you."
"Naturally," Lotor acknowledged. "And about this long-term goal of yours. Do you still wish to avenge your Mother's death?"
"Naturally," Nicole echoed him. "Just because I've befriended you as an ally does not mean I've gone soft."
"Befriended?" Lotor chuckled, bringing a hand up to his mouth to half conceal his smile. "And are you confident you can take the life of another when the time comes? When the throat of your enemy is warm beneath your hands, or beneath your blade, and they are staring at you through fear-filled eyes?"
"Did the Galra hesitate to let my Mother fall out of our aircraft to her death?" Nicole said menacingly, her hands balling up into fists to help quell her angered shaking.
Lotor regarded her for a moment, his smile fading from his lips.
"The Rebels are fighting for the freedom of their people," Lotor told her darkly. "What I am asking of you is to destroy their weapons, cripple their forces, and break their spirits. Should you accomplish any of this, you will be well hated, and likely unable to ever join their side of the War."
"I realize that none of my current ambitions would ever make my mother happy," Nicole told him, looking down for a fleeting moment of insecurity before training her sharp gaze on his once more. "But I also realize from the short time I've spent with you that you would never make plans to harm others without provocation, or a good reason."
"I am Prince of the most powerful Empire the Universe has ever seen," Lotor reminded her, though the look in his eyes told Nicole that he was likely trying to convince himself of this, too. "What more motivation could I need than to crush those that challenge my Father, Lord Zarkon?"
"Either Zarkon ordered you to suppress the Rebels, or you want to get to them before he does," Nicole rationed. "You seem way too nonchalant for this mission to be and order from your Father, so my best guess is that you voluntarily chose to quell the insurgents before Emperor Zarkon himself took action. Compared to him, you would at least attempt to spare as many of the Rebels as you could. You would capture them to use as ransoms, or prisoners of war, or at the very least find some other constructive use for them. Zarkon would be undoubtedly more brutal. He would torture them all for information, before murdering those who have out-lived their usefulness to him, and probably for the public to see; to set an example for all those who dare to challenge him."
Had anyone else been so direct with him, Lotor would probably have them killed. But to the Prince, Nicole was not simply anyone else.
"I do enjoy a woman with intellect," Lotor stepped into her space then, before cupping her chin between his long fingers and pulling her close. "And a sharp tongue to match."
Nicole pushed him away, shyly covering his mouth with her own, smaller fingers.
"Wait, right here?!" Nicole panicked, and panicked even more when Lotor pulled her wrist away and leaned into her again. "What if someone sees us?!"
"I can always have them executed," Lotor offered, temporarily giving up on Nicole's lips so that he could get to work trailing hot, wet kisses down her neck.
"Oh, how thoughtful of you," Nicole deadpanned, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
But then Lotor nipped at a tender spot on her neck, and Nicole cried out before she could thin to stop herself. Lotor pulled away from her then, momentarily as caught off guard as she was, but he recovered from his shock much faster than Nicole did, his surprise quickly melting into something more…dangerous.
"Mmmm," Lotor growled, lifting Nicole into his arms with no hope for escape. "I did not realize your neck was so…" Lotor nipped at the same spot again, "…sensitive."
"S-Stop that…" Nicole began, before failing to suppress another gasp Lotor's menstruations drew from her mouth.
"And why should I?" Lotor mumbled against her neck, his breath hot on her pale skin. "Especially when you appear to be enjoying yourself?"
And then Lotor started for the exit, carrying Nicole out of the gym and into an elevator, which was thankfully empty. Nicole didn't need to look at the button he pushed to know that they were heading to his chambers.
Sirens were blaring in her mind, telling her that she was too young, that he was wayyy too old for her even if she didn't know by exactly how much, that he was royalty, an alien, the bad guy, that she could get pregnant and a million other things. But another part of her was almost…eager?
And just why shouldn't she just give in and let go for once? The last year or two - keeping track of time was difficult in the Galra Prisons – had been literal Hell for her. Nicole had lost her mother, had been ripped away from her planet and her oceans and her sky and the mountains she had never seen and thrown into a concentration camp. She had been starved and she had been beaten. Thrown into an Arena to fight in the Galra's ruthless Gladiator Battles, was then forced to throw away her humanity in order to survive just a little longer.
But then Lotor had found her. Taken her in, fed her, clothed her, kept her healthy. And even after being uncooperative and untrusting and absolutely feral, Lotor taught her how to fight. He stood by her even after Nicole had sworn vengeance against those that had wronged her, sworn vengeance against his very people.
So even though she was terrified of having sex for the first time, of having sex with him, Nicole fought to keep her nerves in check, even after Lotor locked the door behind them, lay her down on his bed, and their armor started hitting the floor. It wasn't until they started peeling off their flight suits that Lotor took pause, sensing that something was amiss with her.
"What's wrong?" Nicole asked breathily, her cheeks flushed pin as they typically did when she was embarrassed.
"You aren't going to stop me?" Lotor asked curiously, his face concerned.
"I tried to," Nicole reminded him. "When we were on the training deck?"
"And I usually relent when you do, but I sensed you didn't wish for me to stop, so I continued." Lotor told her, before meeting her eyes again to gauge her expression. "Even now…I don't feel that you wish for me to stop."
Nicole surprised them both when she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, his hot skin now bare and free from the constraints of his armor.
"I thought you once told me that there is no one to judge me here?" she whispered against his lips before kissing him tenderly. "Not my people, or your soldiers…"
'Or my mother,' Nicole thought to herself.
Lotor wanted to ravage her then and there, but he held himself back for a little longer. His lean, muscled form hovered above Nicole on his hands and knees, what remained of their flight suits the only fabric dividing their intimates. Lotor reached for her wrist, before bringing her hand up to his mouth. Closing his eyes, Lotor kissed it tenderly. Still holding her hand against his mouth, he met her gaze once again.
"Are you certain you want this?" Lotor asked her. "I may not be able to end this once we've begun."
Nicole only looked at him then, taking one last chance to take in his lilac skin, his white hair and glowing yellow eyes, his claws and his sharp teeth. Her body seemed to move on its own then, her free hand reaching up to press against his bicep.
"I'm-I'm scared, but," and Nicole looked at him then, saw into his very being, "but I am certain that I want you."
Lotor's eyes widened slightly at her boldness, at her vulnerable honesty, and soon a new fire ignited from within him. Lacing his fingers through her captured hand, Lotor placed a reassuring kiss on her forehead.
"Is there anything I should know of your species biology before we continue?" Lotor wondered reasonably. "I do not wish to hurt you, but there may be some initial discomfort," he warned her.
Blushing once again, Nicole buried her face into his shoulder. He gave her a moment to compose an answer, stroking her hair in hopes of calming her.
"Uh-um-…human woman bleed for a few days once every four to five movements for um, a few quintents while their uterus releases an egg cell. I guess it can be called a 'heat' but the painful cramps, crippling head aches and nausea and back pain make it difficult to become aroused, at least for me," This wasn't happening! This wasn't happening! Nicole was most certainly not having the talk with Prince Lotor! "Um I-I'm not currently on one of these cycles – we call them Periods – but missing one is one of the first signs of pregnancy, j-just so you know…"
"Worry not, there are precautions we can take to ensure that you will not bear any children against your will. A simple adjustment to a routine healing chamber sequence," he assured her. Lotor hummed thoughtfully, still stroking her hair. "Is there anything else I should know?"
"I don't know if the Galra have similar concepts of chastity, but I am…a virgin. I have never had any sort of sex or intercourse with anyone before. Um…I might bleed a little, so sorry in advance, but its completely normal, so don't be alarmed if I do. It…should stop eventually, on its own."
"I will be gentle with you, Nicole, but please," Lotor smirked, "be as rough with me as you desire~"
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Nicole pulled a little away from him, as much as she was able to with him on top of her.
"I take back everything I just said," she glared up at him. "Get off of me."
"And if I refuse?" Lotor taunted her, a mere breath away from her lips.
"Then I suppose I'll have no choice but to kill you and find some other alien to elope with," Nicole huffed, as if the mere effort of it all was more an annoyance than its staggering impossibility.
"Hmm, woman," Lotor growled, an animal, sexy sound that rumbled from his chest and up to his throat in a way Nicole was positive no human could hope to mimic. "I'd love to see you try."