When he woke up the next morning, Lance could feel two hands on the side of his throat. They were gentle, rubbing small circles. Humming at the pleasing sensation he asked, "Keith?"
"Yeah…"
"What are you doing?" he peeked an eye open to smile at him
"Just… stuff,"
Lance really tried not laugh, "Uh- o-okay? But uh- why are you touching my neck?" it was starting to get a little ticklish.
A finger pressed to his pulse, "I just- I thought you were breathing weird…"
"Were you worried?" he teased.
"Yes." A kiss, warm enough to give him goosebumps, grazed his throat.
Not expecting the honesty, Lance feels himself blush, "Oh…" He is very pleased and grateful when Keith sits ups a little and kisses him so he can avoid embarrassing himself by speaking.
After a few blissful seconds, the two pull away, sighing, "I'm okay, Keith." he assures him.
"I know,"
"I'm the one who should be fussing over you, Ya know," Lance pouts at him, "You are the one who actually died."
"Just for a couple of seconds," Keith says in a nonchalant manner.
"I died for those couple of seconds," Lance frowns, gripping Keith's mullet and tugging him back down,
"Oh," Keith blinks dumbly, "...Sorry," he bows his head to Lance's throat, peppering it with apology kisses. Lance can't help but forgive in. Tilting his head a little to the side, he sighs when Keith sucks on the pumping pulse under his ear, ravishing the spot. He groans Keith's name, then feels something.
"Well," Lance teases, feeling said something brush at his thigh, "Someone is happy to see me,"Keith leans a little closer, "You're my Equivalent now- what else do you expect?" Keith grinds his teeth to Lance's lower lip, making the other gasp. Light headed, Lance sheepishly wrapped his arms around Keith's shoulder, swept up by his scent and eyes.
Keith leans a little closer, "You're my Equivalent now- what else do you expect?" Keith grinds his teeth to Lance's lower lip, making the other gasp. Light headed, Lance sheepishly wrapped his arms around Keith's shoulder, swept up by his scent and eyes.
"The virgin no more," Lance mumbles before Keith shifts on top of him.
An hour later, the room filled with sweet moans and trembling gasps. Just as sticky as it was the night before, Lance panted against the mattress. The lube they had found in the cabinets before was practically gone at this point. Keith was very thorough in trying and making sure it was as painless as possible for Lance, which was appreciated.
But he sure was… motivated, was the only word Lance could think of. Lance had never imagined having sex with Keith would be this mind blowing, but oh, it was.
Lance pants to catch his breath, caught in Keith's embrace, allowing the paladin to suckle on his throat as they calm down from their climaxes.
He thought Keith had a problem with hickey before, jeez.
"You are unbelievable," he says with nothing but affection.
Keith chuckles, giving his ear a little nip.
Turning away, soar as hell, Lance groans
"You okay?" Keith asks."Just sore." his whole body was in pain, but it was worth it to wake up with Keith still next to him. Lance forced himself to sit up. His legs were still tingling when he stood up, his hair poofing out in different directions from major bed head.
"Just sore." his whole body was in pain, but it was worth it to wake up with Keith still next to him. Lance forced himself to sit up. His legs were still tingling when he stood up, his hair poofing out in different directions from major bed head.
Leaving Keith on the bed to bask in the glow of after sex, he lifts a red shirt from the ground. Very aware it was Keith's; he slipped it on and went to make breakfast.
Keith shuffles over to him not much later.
He had grown very clingy, but Lance didn't mind, feeling just as much so.
This was proven when arms slide along his hips and Keith titled Lance's head back to kiss him. Enjoying the sight of Lance walking around nude with just a shirt on, Keith's shirt to be exact, which was something that barely covered his lower half, he pressed his nose to Lance's neck and inhaled.
"I want you," he whispers.
Lance leans back into him, swaying his hips back into Keith's, "We literally just did it a few minutes ago," he reminds him sweetly.
"Really?" Keith honestly sounds surprised, "It feels much longer than that,"
Grinning, Lance turns in his arms to kiss him, "I've created a beast. A sex beast." he concludes, "How can you even have that kind of stamina?"
"Is that a yes then?" Keith inquired, batting his eyelashes hopefully.
"Keith," Lance laughs, "I'm making breakfast,"
"And? What difference does that make? It will still be here when we're done,"
"We only have a few hours before Dravla and Tellru show up to take us to the King," Lance reminds him gently.
"I know… that's why I want to spend as much time as I can alone with you," Keith nibbles on his neck, "So tell me… What can I do to get you out of your shirt today, Lance?" his voice held a husky, wheeler-dealer tone, the kind of voice for which Lance was likely to do anything. He imagined that voice whispering in his ear, issuing wicked orders, making him hard as steel.
"You are a hard man to say no to, Keith Kogane," Lance turns, lifts one of his legs, wrapping it around Keith's hips to pull him closer, brushing their lower bodies together. Moaning at the delicious contact, Keith lifts Lance's other leg, pressing him back into the counter.
Lance happily follows, letting his hands wander across the red paladin's red back, pleased at the strong muscles that awaited him. These muscles were his. These biceps were his. These eyes, those lips, that mullet- all of this, was his.
Perhaps he was a little possessive too, huh?
Chuckling a little, he licks along the roof of Keith's mouth. "Hey," Lance murmurs when he eventually pulled back for air.
"What?" Keith inquires breathlessly.
"I turn 19 today."
Keith inhales sharply, tugging away to look Lance in the eyes; "It's your birthday today?"
Lance nods.
"Are you serious? Why didn't you tell me sooner! I haven't gotten you anything!"
Lance is puzzled, "You don't have to,"
Keith pulls him a little closer, pouting at him, "Yes I do. It is the day you were born… this is the most important day,"
Lance can't help but smile goofily at Keith's oblivious ways at making his heart pound, "You are sweet," he kisses him, "But I'm good,"
"I want to get you something," Keith insists, "What do you want?"
Lance wrapped his arms around the red paladin's shoulders, smiling at Keith. Still seated on the counter of their kitchen, he kicked his feet out idly, pursing his lips in thought.
"Nothing comes to mind,"
"I'll get you whatever you want,"
Lance sighs, "I don't know- I'm really okay with anything- even just going to get dinner or something."
"We can get dinner. I'll make you something,"
Liking that idea, Lance nods, "A day with you would make me happy,"
"That is usually how our days go," Keith grins, "Since that communication block is down, we can finally get into contact with the team, so we most likely won't be on this planet much longer."
Lance lowers his gaze, almost sad about that, "Oh yeah," he sighs, "I miss the others, but, I think I'm gonna miss this place,"
Keith nods, "I'm going to miss Tellru, Dravla, and Ruru."
"Harri and Manson," Lance adds, "I'll miss everyone. This planet really grew on me once you got past all the weird rules."
"Well, no one said we couldn't visit. Once we take out Zarkon, we can come see this place whenever we want," Keith leans forward a little, nuzzling into Lance's shoulder, "Maybe even… get our own actual house or something,"
"Keith Kogane," Lance grins at him, "Are you asking me to move in with you?"
Keith reels back, stammering, "W-We technically already live together, so I thought it would be better to get an actual house than an apartment,"
"You sly dog," Lance makes a funny noise, "Just charging a head. Next thing I know you'll ask to marry me," he swoons, pretending to faint. Keith catches him, pouting
"Didn't you say Equivalency is like marriage? Aren't we- already…?" he trails off, his face turning a dark red. Lance peeks at him, just as surprised that Keith would bring that up.
He attempts to play it cool to hide the fact that his heart was moving a mile a minute, and says playfully,
"Hmm, I guess you're right. On this planet, we are technically married," he realizes. Looking down to his Equivalent bond, which suddenly felt very heavy, he moves the ring from his index finger to his ring finger. Because if they were married, it was supposed to be there, right?
They both blink at the sight before Keith starts yelling, flustered.
"W-Why did you change it to your ring finger!?"
"You just said we were married! That is where the ring goes when you're married!" Lance yells at him, humiliated now for doing such an embarrassing thing. He reaches down to take it off and put it back but Keith is stopping him.
"You already moved it- You can't take it back!"
"You were just yelling at me for moving it! Don't just change your mind!"
"If you moved it you have to keep it there!" Keith insists.
"Well, then you-" Lance wraps his legs around Keith's hips to stop him from escaping as he grabs his hand. Plucking the ring from his index, he holds Keith down to switch it to his ring.
"Don't put it there!" Keith shrieks, his face turning crimson.
"Equivalent bonds are supposed to go on this finger anyway! We're Equivalents now!" forcing it on, the two look at each other with a long-term pause.
Slowly blushing, not sure what else to say, they look at the ground.
They were basically married now….
"U-Um," Lance struggles to start a conversation, not sure what they could say after that. "Are we supposed to celebrate or something?"
"Celebrate?"
"Well, Dravla and Tellru said that when they became Equivalents they spent 3 or 4 days along together to celebrate it… like a h-honeymoon." when he peeks at Keith, the red paladin's eyes couldn't be wider.
"You…" he gulps, "Want to have a honeymoon?"
Lance covers his mouth, "No! I just- That is just normal things to do when you get married isn't it? Or become Equivalents? Don't we have to follow the rules? I'm not saying I want to I just- I mean I kind off want to but…."
Was it too early to even be talking about marriage, even if they kind of already were in alien terms?
How long were people supposed to know each other before they get married anyway? Or was it just based on the couple? Of course, Lance hasn't been dating Keith since they first arrived however many months ago.
They arrived a general 6 or 7 months ago, right? And really started to like each other around the first month or so….
Did he even want to get married? He wasn't even 20 yet so he definitely shouldn't rush into this. And just because he was married to Keith in Coeihn terms doesn't mean they technically have to follow that off of the planet. They still had plenty of time to make a decision
But Marriage is important so it wasn't like he could just pretend they weren't in some way…
Lance didn't know! It wasn't like they were married in earth terms, just in space terms! It's like Vegas or something, right? What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. So while you can get married there, not many people truly consider it a proper marriage, right? Or something like that?
….Lance didn't really want this Equivalent thing to be something that only lasted here on this planet. He totally wanted to take it with him back into space and all the way back to Earth to proudly present to his parents.
Lance groans in frustration, "I dunno, okay? I just- I love you. Even just to celebrate the Equivalency here on this planet, I want that time with you. I want-"
Keith cuts him off with a kiss, panting, "You can't offer yourself to me for three days," he shakes his head, "If you give me that much time I might not ever let you go again."
Lance puts a hand to his chest when his heart starts to pound, "Well maybe I don't want you too…?" he whispers.
"Lance," Keith warns, "I don't think I'd be able to control myself if you gave yourself to me for that time… Having you alone for three days wouldn't be enough if we started. My possessive streak would increase ten fold,"
Lance considered that, and Keith could be right, but… "I'm not too worried,"
"You've seen how I can get," Keith disagrees.
"I know, but I also know that you would never do anything to hurt me, or make me uncomfortable," he twirls a finger through Keith's hair, "If I told you to stop, or back off, I know you would. So you can get as possessive as you want, I don't mind it. I kind of like that possessive side of you a little bit. But I'll be sure to tell you when it's gone too far once we actually get to that point."
Keith's whole body is numb in shock at the pure trust Lance had in him. "I'll… start planning for a honeymoon then," he murmurs.
Coming to a stilled silence, Lance tightens and loosens his grip on Keith's shoulders.
It sounded so embarrassing when he said it out loud. Especially how neither of them seemed to even deny that it was, in fact, a sort of honeymoon.
When he realized Keith wasn't going to say anything else, Lance forced a laugh that sounded choppy, "You don't have to make a big deal about it."
"Yes I do," Keith husks into his shoulder, "I'm not good at… romance, but I promise I'll try my very best to sweep you off your feet,"
Sinking into his embrace, Lance smiles, because Keith doesn't even realize he already has. "I'll look forward to it then," he says, deciding he would leave it up to Keith to what they did.
He wasn't even sure what you were supposed to do on honeymoons anyway other than travel somewhere together. It was kind of like a vacation right, for just two people? To Lance, their entire time here felt like a vacation… a very stressful, fear inducing vacation, but still a vacation.
"Lance," Keith speaks up softly.
Nuzzling into him, Lance inhales his smell then hums, "Yeah?"
"You… still didn't say what you wanted for your birthday," he grumbles, like a pouty child.
"I told you that dinner was fine... You can even consider the preparation for the uh- honeymoon, as my birthday gift," Lance bumps his nose, giving it an eskimo kiss. Ever since he learned Keith was really fond of those, he's been doing it nonstop lately.
He peeks up at Lance, "Nothing else?"
Lance contemplates it, an idea coming to his head but it sounding too embarrassing to say out loud, "Nothing, it's- Nothing,"
"No, what is it. Tell me," Keith insists.
"It's selfish… and weird,"
"Tell me,"
"Just- I dunno… don't leave,"
Keith curled his lip up, not sure what he meant, "Don't leave?"
"Don't go where I can't follow… Don't die. Stay in my life one way or another," Lance looks away, his voice a hoarse whisper.
"Lance," Keith kissed him. "I was gonna ask you the same thing,"
"Well, then there you go- that could be the best birthday gift you can give me,"
Keith smiles, "Happy birthday,"
Returning to the small kisses, Keith suddenly pushed against Lance, pressing him tightly to the counter, "So… You just want me as a gift, huh?" Keith hummed a little. Lance gave him a wary glance at his tone.
"Well- I didn't say it exactly like that-"
"I know I would definitely want you as a birthday gift," Keith hums into his chest, nibbling at his collarbone.
"You are just trying to get in another round of sex before we go, aren't you…?" Lance accuses him suspiciously.
"...Yes," he slowly admits, "But it wasn't like we weren't already on our way to that anyway," he motions to their position.
"You are a pervert, Kogane," Lance rolls his eyes.
"Hell yeah," he bites down on Lance nipple through his shirt. Lance's cries out in surprise
"Keith-! You ass!" he hits his head
"It's your birthday," Keith smiles slyly, "Allow me to start it on a good note,"
Lance throws his head back and sighs at the ceiling, "You are unbelievable. Remind me why I love you?"
Keith makes a cute little face and shrugs.
"Oh yeah, that's why," Lance cups his face and kisses him. "Well, either way… you're still healing,"
"My ankle was fine when we did it last night," Keith tells him, "...And when we woke up,"
"Right, so we've already done it today, so we don't want to strain the injury, so it can actually heal," Lance rolls his eyes. Keith huffs at him, knowing he had a point, but still not willing to just let Lance go like this. "We still gotta take a bath and get ready for the day."
Keith doesn't seem to want to move, scooting his hips forward to brush Lance's insistently. It made the Blue Paladin's legs quiver and he inhales.
"You are cheating," he accuses him outright, already putty in his hands.
"This isn't sex," Keith thrusts forward again, grinding against his Equivalent. Already beginning to feel the affects of those dangerous hips on his own, Lance huffs.
"Might as well be, you cheat. We'll get the counter dirty… We'll get dirty," Despite his words, Lance is already grinding back, small gasps moving past his lips through their small talk.
"We're gonna take a bath later anyway," Keith smirks and that's what does it for Lance. Gasping, he hooks his legs against Keith's thighs and tugs him as close as they can get..
"That is… a compelling argument," he groans.
Needless to say, their counter became a mess just as Lance has predicted. With a little cleaning up, the two wrapped some towels around their waists, grabbed some clothes, and sauntered their way down to the cleansing room.
Lance had to help Keith put on the small cover for his ankle so the bandages wouldn't get wet, but overall, there wasn't any issue getting it. It felt really nice actually.
With everything that had happened, it felt like weeks since Lance got the chance to bathe.
"Ankle doing okay?" Lance inquires as he helps lower Keith into the water.
"It's good."
They bathed back to back, a small agreement they had set before stepping into the water. Lance knew if they looked each other in the eye, they wouldn't get any actual bathing down. Lance could hardly keep his hands to himself, and Keith wasn't any better if their morning activities hadn't given enough indication to that.
"Soap?" Lance hands it to Keith over his shoulder.
"Thanks."
"Lofa?"
"Thanks," another pass over shoulders.
"Shampoo?"
"Thanks?" Keith is starting to sound confused
"Skin care cream?"
"I… guess?"
Lance smirks, "My endless devotion?"
When Keith reached back, expecting to take an actual object of some kind, he ended up high-fiving Lance instead. His face erupted to crimson a second later.
"Lance," he growls, embarrassed and trying to hide it with anger.
Lance was grinning, feeling victorious.
"Yes, sweetheart?" he cooes, loving how he could feel Keith shiver against his back at the pet name.
"D-Don't…" Keith warns, realizing he had come to grow officially entranced, and perhaps obsessed with the notion of sex. And Lance wasn't helping that, at all. Now that he had Lance, he couldn't get enough of him! It was insane, and no wonder people sought out relationships so much back on Earth.
It was a great feeling to be in love! He felt so happy and giddy
But also kind of… nerve wracking? Keith felt so self-conscious about his actions and words now. He didn't want to upset Lance, or embarrass himself in front of him. It was almost like he had a certain expectation he felt he needed to keep up now and wasn't quite sure how to act completely normal.
"Hey," Lance presses back against him, "Want me to wash your hair?"
Keith nods sheepishly, "Sure…" Feeling Lance turn around, a set of smooth hands reached up to run through his hair. The pale was lifted up to his head and water poured down to his shoulders. Keith closed his eyes to prevent water getting in them and allowed himself to simply feel Lance's gentle touch.
Lance even began to hum, his fingers scraping Keith's scalp. Scrubbing it clean with shampoo, making sure to thoroughly rinse it through, Lance gave a little kiss to Keith's shoulder, "Done,"
"I can wash your hair," Keith offers.
"You'll get shampoo in my eyes," Lance shakes his head.
"I will not."
Looking skeptical, Lance turns back around, "Okay…"
30 seconds later, Lance was whining to Keith that shampoo was dripping down his forehead. Keith panicked and leaned forward to wipe it off, but it just made both of them slip and land face first in the water.
"Keith," Lance laughs when they surface.
"I'm sorry," he popped up a second later, "I've never washed someone else's hair before."
Lance took Keith's hands, smiling at him with an adoring look on his face, "Well, then I'll show you," Lifting Keith's hands he put them to his head and moved them for him, scrubbing lightly and brushing the shampoo away whenever it trailed down Lance's face. "Then take the pale," Lance looks down and closes his eyes. Keith understood this part and poured a few buckets of water on Lance's head till all the shampoo had been rinsed away.
"At this part, I would say we use a little conditioner," Lance tells him, "But Coeihns don't seem to have that in this world," he sighs sadly. "You done?"
"Yeah,"
The two get up to dry off, and Lance knows Keith is watching him. And maybe he watches Keith back, admiring the view. Almost sad when Keith tosses on his clothes, Lance lifts a towel to dry his hair and says, "That was nice,"
"After everything, we went through, yeah," Keith agrees, taking the wrapping off his ankle. "What do you want to do now?"
"Go check the town, and see how it is doing. Maybe even go see if Manson is free enough to send out that signal to the team,"
As the two began towards the door, Keith grabbed his arm, "Wait,"
Lance did, turning to him. Feeling Keith pressing a little closer, he gripped at Lance's shoulder, squeezing them. He did that a few times, savoring their last little moments of alone time before the rest of the day, "I love you," he adjusted Lance's shirt collar.
"I love you too," Lance leaned down, his forehead grazing Keith's ear.
"Lance," Keith pulled the collar of his shirt down a little. Lance wasn't expecting a kiss to soon follow- trailing from his collarbone to his ear. Lance was weak to the attention, tilting his head to give the red paladin better access.
Feeling Keith nibble on his ear he gasped and pressed his weight to the wall behind him, pinned. Letting Keith have his way for as long possible, he stammered, "We- I gotta- We have to go," The sweet kisses suddenly stung when lips turned to teeth and Lance tensed, "K-Keith-!?"
He was biting down, teeth digging deep enough to catch the blue paladin off guard.
Lance couldn't believe he ended up moaning- he hated pain, but having Keith bite him was strangely arousing… Those were the kind of unknown waters Lance wasn't aware he needed to travel.
Barely able to get out a whimper, Lance tapped Keith's shoulder desperately, unable to push him away.
Sucking once or twice, Keith pulled away to lap his tongue over the spot, admiring the budding bruise. "There,"
Lance was making a drawn out and very confused noise, "W-What was that for?" While hickeys had always been a thing for them, they had never downright bit each other. The entire area was blossoming with a big red bruise and Lance was positive in a few hours he would be able to see the perfect indentation of Keith's teeth.
Keith shrugged, "I just felt like it…"
"That- you- what?"
"Tellru said it was a means of marking,"
Lance was blushing, "Marking?"
"So people know if they mess with you, they mess with me. She called it a uh-" he paused to recall the word, hands already reaching up and entangling in Lance's hair. Pulling him forward his whispers, "Territorial love bite,"
Lance shivers when Keith kisses him, goosebumps shooting up his arms.
"You…" he collapses into him a little, "You are lucky you are cute,"
Keith grins from ear to ear.
After that, they meet with Tellru and Dravla, holding their breath as they approached. At first it was normal with some greetings and small talk of the damage around town, asking Dravla how his leg was, especially since he needed to be sat down in a wheelchair by doctor's orders, and then-
The two Coeihns inhaled through theirs noses. At first they looked confused, as if they had smelled wrong. They looked at each other, then at the Klance duo, finally, they screamed.
"OH MY GOD!" Tellru and Dravla were jumping up and down- at least, Dravla tries as much as he could in his wheelchair, "Someone pull out the good wine, THESE TWO ARE ACTUALLY EQUIVALENTS!"
Rubbing the back of his neck, Lance chuckled nervously, "Y-Yeah."
"KEITH!" Tellru was shaking his hand, "I'm so proud of you!"
"I really don't think this is something you need to be proud of," he says awkwardly.
"It is!" she disagrees, "I'm so happy for both of you! I mean- I can't-" she cuts off, then steps back. "Wait wait- how long ago did you two have sex? Did I just realize this? Did you do it a few days ago or was it last night?"
"That is kind of private, don't you think?" Lance frowns at her.
"But are you two okay?" Dravla inquired, looking worried. "If it's only been a day, how are you two able to walk out in public like this?"
"What do you mean?" Keith asks.
"Oh well- This must be another difference between Coeihns and humans," Tellru concludes. Noticing how confused they were, "Coeihns, when we mate for the first time, go into a sort of heat. You usually don't see new founded Equivalents for days," she chuckles, "I guess humans aren't like that?"
"No," they shake their heads, eyes wide.
"They must be more like Traveks then. Traveks are similar in that they can have multiple partners and don't connect in a deep level like us Coeihns," Dravla explains,"They also don't go into a heat,"
"They also don't go into a heat,"
"Do Traveks have marriage and stuff then?" Lance inquires.
"No, not at all. It's more of a "do it with no emotional relation with the other" kind of society over there," Dravla shakes his head. Lance wasn't willing to them him that some people in their society were like that too. It was hard to think about every single person being like that.
"Well then, I'm just glad to see you two finally official," Tellru looks so happy. "You two were made for each other after all,"Tightening their grips on their hands, the two stare at their feet, flustered "Thanks,"
Tightening their grips on their hands, the two stare at their feet, flustered "Thanks,"
"B-But hey, is Manson around? We know a lot has happened, and we don't want to rush anybody, but if there is a chance the Galra will come back, we would like to contact our team and get some help," Lance announces.
"Oh of course," They nod. "He's busy, no doubt, but I'm sure he has time to send a quick message,"
Thrilled to hear that, the group made their way to the castle. The Kingdom was a wreck. While it seemed a lot of buildings managed to stay standing, the roads themselves were a mess- torn up from the ground and cracking in pot holes. While most could walk or talk Parlogs everywhere, it seemed everyone was forced to take the Kever's if they wished to travel long distances, since the bugs could easily maneuver around the damage.
Needless to say, it took a lot longer than normal to get up there. Tellru even went to stop in the shop during their wait to grab something.
She had this odd glint in her eyes as she returned with a little bag, smiling smugly.
"What is that?" Dravla asked her.
"A surprise," With nothing else to say, they jumped onto the Kever. They were squished, a Coeihn on each side of him. Throughout the ride, Lance ended up have to sit towards the back of Dravla's wheel chair to stop himself from getting shoved off the Kever altogether. Tellru and Keith managed to find some higher seats, but Keith definitely wasn't a happy camper.
"Hope they can fix the roads soon," Lance grunts
"Me too. Not so easy on a wheelchair," Dravla sighs.
"How long do you need to be on that thing anyway?"
"Few months."
"Sorry to hear that," Lance wondered if the team could arrive soon, maybe they could just put Dravla into one of the healing pods? He was sure Allura would allow that, especially since Dravla had done so much for them. Smiling at the thought of seeing the team, and possibly so soon, he fidgeted in his seat. Dravla chuckles at him, and then lifts his hand,
"What's that?" he motions to Lance's neck, as if he saw an injury.
Not sure what he meant, Lance titled his head to the side. Dravla burst out laughing.
"Ah- Tellru was talking to him, huh?" he cackles.
"What?" Lance frowned
"That mark on your neck," there were so many on Lance's neck, which one did he- he pointed to the large bite mark Keith had left a few hours before.
Lance scrambles to cover it, lifting his collar a little higher. He stammers, "T-This? Oh, it's um-"
"A territorial love bite," Dravla says knowingly, then sighs, "Yeah… At least Keith only gave you one-" he lowers the collar of his shirt a bit, revealing many marks, "Tellru didn't leave a single spot untouched. It is kind of her thing she does whenever something dangerous like yesterday happens…. Or when we go shopping sometimes. She just gets into the mood to make them at random, I guess. From the looks of it, she got Keith doing it too."
The idea of Keith doing every so often sounded kind of pleasing to Lance's ear and he ran his finger over it affectionately.
"Don't be afraid to show it off my friend," Dravla chuckled, "It means you're loved,"
Lance slowly lifted his collar down. Loved, huh?
He liked the sound of that. Of course, for embarrassment sake, he would have to put a limit to how many Keith could do, but for now, he was pleased with the one he had.
When they finally arrived to the castle, amazed to see in such well condition, they made their way up to the steps.
"You doing okay?" Lance asks, looking at Keith's ankle. They had given him a crutch to walk, but he seemed pretty insistent on walking around on his own.
"Fine," he assures Lance.
Passing the guards, who stopped them for only a moment, they met King Manson within the royal hall.
He turns to them with a smile, welcoming them with a bow. "Lance, Keith. I see you two are recovering well,"
"More of less," Keith says, glancing down at his ankle. "What about you?"
"I am well," Looking them over, Manson says, "I assume you are here to request that I send your message?"
"Yes," they nod.
With a wave of his finger, the King wastes no time in guiding them towards the back of the castle to a strange room. Within there is a control panel that connects to a large satellite kind of device powered by a glowing crystal looks down at it in awe, "Is this what you use to communicate out into space?"
Lance looks down at it in awe, "Is this what you use to communicate out into space?"
"That is correct," Moving to the panel, Manson places his palm to the device. Closing his eyes, the crystal glows once before the satellite begins to move. "Any request for you message?"
"Tell them it's from Keith and Lance! That we are here and alive and um- like, hurry up and get us?" Lance shrugs.
"That sounds about right," Keith chuckles.
Smiling Manson nods and places the message into the signal. Typing in a few things, he pressed a button and the satellite turned.
Lance had expected something huge to happen, but it ended up just make a small buzzing noise.
The room was dead silent after.
"Is it- good?" he asked
"Your message is being sent." the King announced.
"Whoa, really?!" he gasped, "Just like that?"
"Just like that," he chuckles.
Lance cheered, reaching out and pulled Keith into a hug. Lifting him by his waist, he spun the red paladin around.
"Alright! Voltron team, here we come!"
Keith leans forward, laughing into his shoulder, "Lance! Put me down!"
Reluctantly placing him back to the ground, Lance pulls back to grin. "To think it was just that easy."
"Makes me wish we had found the Galra sooner," Keith says, "…Almost," he had rather enjoyed his time here on the planet, even despite it's up and downs.
"I'm glad to hear this," Dravla grins at them, nodding to his King, "How is everything else going?"
"We've already begun reconstruction and tending to the wounded," The King says, "Our borders are secure, for now at least,"
As the two began to talk, Keith coming in to discuss defensive tactics, Lance felt Tellru tap his shoulder.
"A moment though, Lance. Alone?"
Not sure what she would need he nodded, Keith's hand slipping from his own. Giving Keith a little nod, he follows Tellru to the other side of the room, "What's up, Tellru?"
"The sky."
"...We've discussed this."
"Jk."
Realizing she was joking and had come so far since they first met, Lance let out a little proud cheer, "Look at you catching onto Earth slang so easily."
"Why thank you," chuckling, she reaches into her bag and pulls out the item she had bought at the store earlier when they were waiting to get on the Kever. He had been curious to what it was but wasn't expecting Tellru to give it to him.
A jar of some sort, not too big in size, was placed into his hand. It didn't feel like anything solid was in it- maybe more of liquid. Like honey? "What is this?
"A gift."
"I can't really see what it is." he admits. "So uh-"
"It is for you and your beloved one."
Lance wasn't sure he was ready for whatever this was, "...Okay?"
"Make things easier…." she is grinning
Lance's tongue felt thick, "...Is this Lube?"
"It should help the mating process be less painful-"
"Holy shit, it's lube." he almost dropped it. He should have known she would do something like this at the end- she was Tellru after all! "Tellru, you little perv- what the hell?!" he cut the volume of his voice half, afraid the others would hear, "You don't just give someone stuff like this."
"On our planet we do." she says cheekily. "Lance, do not even deny you haven't considered the need for more of. They only have so much in those small apartments."
"I- he- Tellru." he growled.
She chuckled- it was warm and he realized he was glad he got to meet her, "I am glad I met you Lance. You have really taught me some valuable lessons since you have arrived."
Feeling this conversation was suppose to be heartfelt but struggling to take it as such with lube within his hands, he nods weakly, 'Yeah?"
"Yes," she nods, "Both Keith and you have changed my life- Ruru is a completely different child now no less. Thank you so much, Lance,"
Touched, Lance nods sheepishly. "I should thank you too… Keith and I probably- we wouldn't have survived without you. We wouldn't have had a chance to be together,"
"I have never seen a pair more beautiful than you two," she grins "Treasure him, Lance- because he will do the same with you."
Blinking a few times, Lance slide the jar into his jacket, keeping it out of sight, "...Thanks." he mumbled, face on fire. "Thank you for everything, Tellru
"Of course~"
Moving back to join the others, they spent the rest of their helping with clean up and lending a hand moving around supplies. It wasn't much, but it was the least they could do after everything that could happen.
Plus, with their message being sent, it shouldn't be that long till the team showed up. Manson said he couldn't confirm they would show up that day, but perhaps in a few, depending on how fast the message would take to reach them.
Hopefully they would get it soon.
With nothing much to do after that, and taking long enough just to get home through the Kevers, they found themselves stumbling into their apartment by sun fall. "I'm tired," Lance yawns.
"Yeah…" Keith uses his crutch to move over to the closet and grabs a little bit of clothes, "I have to go to the bathroom," he tells Lance before moving into the Bathroom. Waving him goodbye, Lance plops down onto the bed, lying there for a little bit. Figuring he should change into his pajamas too, he stopped when Keith stepped out of the bathroom.
He looked nervous, and Lance figured it was because of what he was wearing.
It wasn't anything revealing or anything, but it definitely had a charming appeal to it that Lance hadn't seen before.
He calls for Lance's name as he enters the room, brushing his hair behind his ear a little.
Lance opens his arms for an embrace and Keith steps into them without a word.
Pressing his face into the raven hair, he sighs, the tight coil of his chest loosening. "Hey." he greets.
"Hey,"
Leaving the silence fall there, they stand in each other's arm for a long time. Perhaps minutes- or even an hour- either way it wasn't enough. It never felt like enough.
"The team is coming for us,"
"Hopefully they get the message," Keith mumbles into his shirt.
"I'm sure they will…. What do we say when we see them? How do we explain all of this?" he laughs.
"I dunno," Keith shrugs, "A lot of stuff has happened lately."
At some point, Lance had to ask, "What are you wearing?"
"Hmm?"
"I've never seen this shirt before." Lance tugs on his curiously. It was beautiful, to say the least, and followed the curve of Keith's body wonderfully.
"Oh," Keith pulls back enough for Lance to get a look at him. There is a tint to his cheeks and he is struggling to keep a smile when he says, "You said you uh- wanted to see this. So I kept it."
Feeling the fabric below his fingertips, Lance had to close his eyes to recall it- it couldn't be. The super soft silky shirt they gave to him as a Pure when they first arrived!
"You kept it?" he asks in awe. Holy hell did it look good on him. Keith's pitiful description all those weeks ago did not give this masterpiece justice.
A little big and wavy, it fitted neatly on Keith's shoulder, drifting down enough to show off his collar bone. The neck line was low, delving towards his chest- a little too little revealing without the undergear below, showing creamy skin. Lance was glad he was the only one seeing this.
It was short sleeved, long enough to trail a little below his waist, covering a lot of Keith's shorts. He wasn't even wearing socks for Christ's sake.
Lance covered his mouth, letting out a noise of distress. This sight should be illegal. "You can't ever wear this in front of the others… In front of anyone." he pleads, "My god Keith,"
"Is it bad?"
'You felon- You shot me right through my heart." he pats his chest. Keith gives him a little look, shaking his head. Placing his hands to Keith's hips he lifts them towards the bed, pulling him against his chest, "Thank you for keeping it," he grins
Keith nods sheepishly, "Yeah…" Placing his head to Lance's chest, he listens to his heartbeat. Soothed by the sound, he is almost lulled to sleep before he can feel Lance lifting his hand upward.
A pitiful sigh rumbled from Lance's chest, "It's fading…" he ran a hand up his neck. Keith looked up at him curiously.
"What is?" With the way Lance curled his finger around a section of his throat, Keith realized that the love bite from earlier had begun healing over after a while. Not nearly as much, of course, but it definitely wouldn't be long till it was gone. Keith hadn't tried to bite deep either since he wasn't sure how Lance would react to it.
Sucking in sharply, his heart kicking into over drive, Keith leaned towards his equivalent. Pressing his lips into the warm skin below, he gives it a long lick, offering, "I can give you another,"
Lance makes a startled noise, biting his lower lip, "Holy Hell Keith," he is nodding violently.
Keith's smiles, pressing his face into the soft spot along Lance's shoulders, "You smell salty," he says. "Like the ocean." He leans closer and licks up the side of Lance's neck. "You taste salty too. Right here…" he opens his mouth and bites down on the spot, enticing a startled gasp from the blue paladin below him.
Sucking on the spot, Keith pulled away to examine the mark he had left. Lance panted, lifting his hand cautiously to touch the mark.
Sliding his fingers against it, he cheeks darkened and he shivered, "That's better…"
Keith eyed him curiously, his eyes fluttering over Lance's slender legs, strong thighs, then rested between his legs where a charming bulge waited eagerly for Keith's attention. Lance swallows, knowing Keith was thinking things that would leave him screaming Keith's name.
"Lance," His tongue snuck between his lips and lightly darted to moisten them. "We should stop,"
Lance's eyes go wide, "W-Why?" he inquired weakly.
"We're uh…" Keith clears his throat, "Out,"
"Out?"
"Of lube. It would hurt," he tells Lance, caressing his cheek. "I don't want that,"
Blinking at him, Lance's eyes swelled with affection. He giggles a little, turning his head to kiss Keith's palm.
"I got that covered," he assures him.
Puzzled, Keith sits up a little to watch Lance reach over to the bedside table, pulling a jar up to the bed.
"What's that?" Keith motions to the jar. Lance fumbled with the lid nervously
"Um… a gift. From Tellru."
"What is it?"
Opening it, Lance clears his throat. "It's um… lube," he says straight out. Keith's face contorts to confusion, then discuss, then to humiliation
"Why would she give you that- no, it's Tellru, of course she would give you that. Why would you accept it!"
"We were running out of lube!" Lance huffs, "Look at this jar- it's huge! This will last us months if we do it daily!"
Keith's face shoots to crimson red at Lance blatant statement that he did, in fact, plan to do this daily.
"You're unbelievable," He holds Lance's face in his hands and kisses him deeply. He slowly unzips Lance's hoodie and touches a hand to his bare chest, relishing the feel of it.
Barely an hour ago Keith was admiring it from afar, feeling almost addicted to Lance's form especially now that it was no longer just a tease and it was something he could finally have.
When Keith slides his hand down to Lance stomach, he groans and his hands slip just under Keith's shirt.
"It's almost a good thing I haven't changed yet," Lance can feel his smile against his lips, "Just gives me a bigger excuse for you take of my clothes for me,"
"With pleasure," Keith grips the bottom of Lance's shirt to pull it over his head. Instead of returning to kissing Lance, Keith's eyes roam down his body. Feeling exposed by his intense gaze, Lance shifts timidly, lifting his arm to cover himself.
Keith's hands lightly touch each of Lance's side, gripping them. With a small tug, he ushers Lance's torso closer, pressing his lips to the center of the blue paladin's chest and kissing along it.
Lance's breath catches in my throat.
Meeting his eyes, Keith says, "You're so beautiful." He leans forward, pressing a soft kiss along Lance's naval. Lance shivers at the light touch of his lips to his sensitive skin.
Watching him come undone was the greatest gift to Keith, but he couldn't help but want something… more. Or perhaps the better term was something new?
And he already had something in his mind to what this new thing was.
"Hey…" Keith pauses.
"Hmm?" Lance lifted his head to look at him, "What's up?"
"I um… I want to try-" he blushed then cuts off, "The other way."
"Other way?" Lance blinked rapidly, not quite following.
Keith sits back a little, looking down at Lance with blow out pupils. "You," he says tenderly, "I want our positions to switch,"
Lance sits up a little to wrap his arms around Keith's torso, curious, "Switch positions? Do you mean-" he cuts off, gasping in shock. "Y-You do?" he asked in awe. "Me be on top?"
With how surprised he is, Keith feels off put, "Do you not want to?"
"No no! It's just- I never thought you wanted to," Lance admits, "I didn't want to do anything you weren't comfortable with. Do you really want me on top? Do you want me… in you?"
Keith nodded, "Yes… yes, Lance. I want you."
"But- you're ankle," Lance looked down at it, not wanting to strain it in anyway.
"It was fine the last time we had sex,' Keith tells him, "I want to try this."
Lance nods numbly, taking his time to flip them over. Making sure Keith was comfortable, Lance trailed his hands lovingly up and down his body, adoring each curve of muscle, each rough patch of scarred skin.
"Mi amor," he chants at him, kissing his collarbone. Keith's hums in pleasure, caressing the back of Lance's head.
Trailing his fingers over the band of Keith's shorts, Lance looked up at him, searching Keith's eyes for any sign of hesitation. When he saw none, just a dark desire, he slipped his fingers below the waistline and pulled down, taking Keith's shorts to his knees. Lance found himself staring.
"...So you're a brief fella." he says slyly.
"Lance." Keith grumbles, cover his red face with his arm, "You are seriously focusing on that, now, after all this time?"
"Can't help it," he grinned.
"Can you just-"
"I know, I know." Lance insists, breath ghosting along Keith's thighs. "Just let me handle everything,"
Keith gladly agreed.
Go to the NSFW chapter of this story to see this scene
When the Keith collapsed, Lance turned to look at Keith, "Hey," he leans down, gently lifting Keith enough to look at him, "Are you okay?"
Keith inhales and exhales, still caught in the haze, "S-So that's how it works…" he mumbles, shifting to nuzzle into Lance, "It was good,"
"It was?" Lance seems so happy, so relieved, to hear that.
Keith nods, "We have to do that again,"
Lance can already see Keith's mind moving into gear, and knew it would take him long to ask for a round too. He would never have thought that Keith's sex drive would be so crazy.
It was both enticing and kind of terrifying if Lance had to be honest, simply because he did not share Keith's sex drive and would most likely wake up every morning sore... But he loved it regardless.
He loved Keith.
Moving to lay next to his Equivalent, Lance brought him close, holding him close
000—00
"Morning, sweetheart," Lance kisses his forehead when he opens his eyes the next morning. Humming a bit, Keith rolls over and then whines.
"Ow…" he reaches towards his back.
"Oh, sorry," Lance realizes where he must have been sore and felt guilty "I forgot to warn you,"
"It's fine." Keith sits up, "It was worth it," Sharing a smile, they lean towards each other to share a sweet kiss.
Lance was in bliss. The whole day kind of felt like he was floating on air. Breakfast, a little walk through the Kingdom- he can't even remember when they had walked up to the castle. Keith was just too attention consuming.
And it. Was. Great.
Tellru and Dravla enjoyed their relationship just as much, smiling like proud parents at the two when they came to join their walk. He knew if Ruru was there, she probably would have been calling them cootie monsters.
With a giddy smile, hand in hand with Keith, the two entered the Kingdom to check on the progress of the message. Lance oddly found that he almost didn't care if the team found him- which was kind of horrible. As long as he had Keith, and could live every day like this with him- he was happy.
Of course, that was selfish of him, but he couldn't help but think it. He couldn't help but want to ignore the Zarkon threat and grow old together with Keith.
It was natural to think that way, right?
Honstly, he was actually kind of said. He felt like something was coming to an end, and the two of them were about to walk into something unknown. They had gotten used to this planet, and kind of knew what to expect here. When they got to the team, they would never know what to expect. They didn't know how the team would react, or what evil plans Zarkon might device...
It was kind of scary.
"Hey, Manson!" Lance waves to him when he entered the royal halls, faking a smile "Just coming to check on that broadcast? Got any replies or what not?"
"No, afraid not," Manson says, "But it has been quite some time since we've last activated it, so the system is a little old. It may take a few days to spread the signal out at far as where ever your friends are,"
Lance clicks his teeth, kind of disappointed, but also kind of happy to hear that "I see. Well, that is okay, just thought we would check," he grins. Letting Manson go back to his work, Keith and him joined Tellru and Dravla again.
"Guess we are here for another day," Lance tells them.
"Guess we should find something to do," There is a long pause before Dravla suddenly sniffles, I'm just so happy for both of you," he says dramatically, "Now we can talk about Equivalent things," he claps,
"Equivalent things?" Lance asks him
"You know- Equivalent things," Dravla says
"…" Lance shakes his head, "That doesn't explain anything by just saying it a second time,"
"Talk about gift ideas, talk about matching clothes…. Gossip about certain nightly activities," Tellru grins
Lance and Keith quickly step back, gawking at the two. "Oh you pervs," Lance accuses, pointing at them.
They cackle, stepping closer.
When Tellru smirks, Lance quickly says, "I have to go to the bathroom," to get out of the situation. Keith gawked at him, realizing his plan, but too late to stop it before Lance is making a break for the restrooms down the hall, leaving Keith to the mercy of Tellru and Dravla's mind.
"You traitor!"
Knowing he would pay for it later, Lance slipped into the bathroom with a chuckle. Deciding to waste some time to avoid as much as he could, he padded over to the sink and looked himself in the mirror.
He checked his teeth, flattened his hair, and took the time to wash his hands
Scrubbing them clean, he looked up to stare at himself in the mirror again
He had seen his own face a billion times, but today was different. He wasn't just looking at Lance McClain now.
He was looking at Lance McClain, Equivalent of Keith Kogane, now. Something about that thought made him seem brighter- made him grin at himself in a goofy manner and want to bury his face in his sleeves, possibly squealing.
He loved Keith.
But even with that love, he definitely wasn't going to go back to him and Tellru anytime soon. So he busied himself by going through the bathroom cabinet, finding it funny how Coeihns had one of those mirrors that opened into a medicine cabinet.
There was just so many similarities between here and Earth.
Curiously looking at a few bottles, not understanding a word on the labels, he put them back, going through what he could.
Not even sure what any of them did, he reached up to grab the mirror door, faintly hearing the sound of creaking.
Lance stepped into a horror movie when he closed the mirror cabinet, revealing the area of the bathroom behind him.
His breath caught in his throat when a hand wrapped around his mouth and dark eyes met him in the reflection of the mirror.
"Hello, Lance."
Welp...
I couldn't end this story without one more problem.
Cause...
Keith wasn't ever sure if he killed a certain Coeihn...
But hey, there are only two more chapters before this story comes to an end. 30 chapters total
And then there might just be a sequel :D :D :D
Thecolorfulmonster: Oh my gosh thank you so much for your lovely review. It makes me so happy to hear you say that! I do get excellent reviews from people like you and it just makes writing this story so enjoyable!
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