Hey guys! Sorry i didn't update this sooner! Kinda wasn't sure where i was going with it (hell, i never am!)
anyway, hope you enjoy! there will be a few more chapters, that is for sure!
Lance woke up to a blinding light piercing his eyes. He groaned and sat up, before running a hand down his back, feeling sore. He glanced over at the clock. It read 4 sighed.
Memories of the night before caused him to shiver. He lifted up the sheets and was surprised to see he was clean.
'Lotor must have cleaned me up..That's so nice.' Lance smiled.
Suddenly he froze; his body ice cold.
'Lotor... The Prince.. of the Galra..' He suddenly felt sick. He glanced over and saw Lotor was asleep next to him. Lotor looked so peaceful; his gorgeous white hair cascading down his face. Lance slipped out of the bed and made his way to the bathroom.
'I slept with my enemy... oh quiznak..' Lance felt his insides clench as he hung his head over the toilet and barfed. He couldn't believe he did that. Granted he didn't even plan to spend the night with a man. Lance felt his insides emptied as he sat up, hanging his head.
After a moment, he washed his face and looked at himself in the mirror. His hair was an absolute mess, and he had kiss marks all over his chest and neck. He touched one on his neck and blushed hotly. The night was truly amazing... if only he didn't find out who Sexy was.
Lance composed himself, before leaving the bathroom. Lotor was still asleep, so Lance quickly and quietly slipped into his clothes, feeling gross as he headed towards the door. Just as he placed his hand on the doorknob, a large hand pressed against the door as another slipped around Lance's waist.
"Leaving so soon, my kitten?" Lotor breathed against his ear huskily. Lance shivered. Lotor pulled Lance against him, kissing the back of his neck.
"Well.. typically when a one-nightstand ends, at least one of the participants leave." Lance said,trying to move out of Lotor's arms. Lotor leaned forward, resting his chin on Lance's shoulder; looking at him and pouting. Lance felt his heart thump. Lotor was so sexy.
"I want to play with my little kitten some more." Lotor said, twisting Lance around to pin him against the door. Lance gasped, and those hot familiar lips were on his once again. He groaned; his body betraying him. He needed to leave. He needed to get out.
"S-stop!" Lance yelled, shoving Lotor back with all his strength. Lotor had a hurt look on his face for a brief second; and Lance felt immediate regret. "I'm sorry...I can't do this." Lance spoke softly, before turning and fleeing the room. He heard Lotor call out his name, but he didn't look back.
Lance felt eyes on him as he ran through the morning streets of the city. He ran towards his ship,before hoping in, not bothering to put his helmet on as he started it up and flew straight towards the castle.
It was still very early when Lance arrived. As he stepped out, he noticed Shiro standing in front of the entrance of the hanger, his arms crossed and an unhappy look on his face. Lance sighed, scratching the back of his head as he walked towards Shiro.
"Hey Shiro. What's up?" He asked cheerfully. Shiro didn't look amused.
"Where were you?" He asked. Lance laughed awkwardly.
"Just felt like spending the night with a hot babe, so what?"
"We were trying to contact you,you should have your helmet with you at all times. You know the rules."
Lance groaned. "Oh come on! Why? I am perfectly fine taking care of myself! I just wanted to have some fun!Now I am here to kick some ass. What more do you want from me?" He scowled as he stormed past Shiro.
Shiro grabbed his arm, stilling his movement. "You aren't normally like this Lance. I was OK with you going out, but you needed to still be in contact with us." He glanced down, seeing the marks on Lance's arm. He glared at him as his eyes took in the marks on Lance's neck as well.
"A girl did this?" He asked. Lance glared back. "What's it to you?"
Shiro sighed. "Just... be careful Lance."
Lance yanked his arm out of Shiro's grasp. "Fine. Sorry." He turned and stormed out; Shiro watching silently. Lance made his way into his messy room, stumbling over the clothes and games on the floor before collapsing onto his bed.
The night before played over and over in his head. Lotor's hands. Lotor's touch. The areas that heated up when Lotor claimed his body. Lotor's voice. Lotor's smile. That damn smile.
Lance groaned, pulling a pillow to slam across his face. He let out a muffled, frustrated yell into it. He still felt sick, but at the same time, he loved it. Lotor was amazing. He wanted to run back to Lotor; he wanted to run away from Lotor.
Lance felt so conflicted. 'This isn't good for my heart.' Lance thought. He slipped out of his clothes as he squirmed under the covers in his boxers. He continued to think about Lotor as he slipped into a fitful sleep.
A few hours later, Lance's door was opened as Hunk waltzed in. "Wake up buddy! Breakfast time!"
Lance rolled over, groaning as he glanced at his clock. He had only slept for a few hours. But hey, it was better than nothing. He had only gotten two hours of sleep when he was with Lotor.
"Thanks dude, just give me a few minutes." Lance sat up, rubbing his temple. Hunk smirked. "Quite a night huh?" Lance nodded. "Definitely."
Hunk laughed. "Well hurry up, or I am gonna eat it all!" He left, and Lance was left alone yet again with his thoughts. He grabbed a towel and made his way to the showers. The hot water felt nice against his cool skin. He lifted his head and let the water cascade down his body.
He could still feel Lotor's strong arms around him, it drove him bat shit crazy. He quickly scrubbed his body and his hair so he could get out. He never felt so lost before. He quickly got dressed in some shorts and a white t-shirt, running the towel through his hair.
Once Lance was dried off, he made his way towards the dining room. Everyone turned to say good-morning to Lance; all but Shiro and Keith. For Keith, that was normal, but Lance knew that Shiro was still pissed off at him for leaving and not keeping his helmet with him.
"Did you have a crazy night?" Pidge asked, shoving her glasses up her nose. Lance grinned at her. "You know it! I got to dance with some gorgeous babes, I even caught the interest one one, and then we went to a hotel an-" Everyone groaned in unison. "We don't want to hear every detail!" Pidge yelled,covering her ears.
The team laughed. Allura smiled warmly."We were worried about you though. Please make sure you can keep in contact with us next time. Though I am glad you had fun."
Lance ducked his head. "I will, i'm sorry." Lance sat down and the team enjoyed a nice breakfast. Most of the members chatted, but Lance kept quiet. He noticed Shiro looking at him, and cringed. 'He must still be pissed off.' Lance thought.
Keith kept glancing at him as well, it made Lance uncomfortable. He finished his breakfast quickly, and headed towards the training room. He stretched as he got ready to battle some droids.
"How about we do some one on one?"A voice asked. Lance glanced behind him. Keith was standing in the door frame, his arms crossed. Lance smirked. "If you want, but you won't win." Keith smiled a little, before walking towards him.
Keith noticed the marks on Lance's neck, and cocked his head to the side. "Do I want to know?" Lance chuckled. "I doubt it, it was a crazy night."
Keith rolled his eyes. "Yeah whatever. You should really cover those up."
Lance smirked. "Why? Jealous? I rather like to flaunt my success in catching a cutie."
Keith groaned. "God I hate you sometimes. Anyway, we fighting with weapons?"
"Nah, let's fight with our fists."Lance hopped up, bouncing a bit on his heels. He needed to get this energy out. Keith nodded, bringing his fists up as he faced off Lance.
After a moment, Lance darted forward,his fist clenched. Keith shot out a fist towards Lance, and Lance quickly ducked, aiming for Keith's stomach. Keith countered, grabbing Lance's arm as Lance twisted to pull out of it.
Lance kicked one of his legs out, hitting the soft spot behind Keith's leg. Keith buckled, releasing his hold on Lance just enough for Lance to twist around, pinning one of Keith's arms behind his back.
"Gotcha." Lance breathed struggled for a moment, before kicking one of his feet up, hitting Lance's leg; hard. Lance yelled, and the two were back at fighting for dominance.
Just as Keith managed to get the upper hand, loud alarms and flashing red lights echoed through the and Lance stood up as Allura's voice reached them through the speakers. "Paladins! There is an intruder coming towards us. Head for your lions immediately!"
The boys wasted no time as they got into their armor and ran towards their lions. Once inside their lions, the team shot out into space. Lance felt happy being in his blue lion again; he had only been away from his lion for a day, but it felt like an eternity. "Nice to see you again Blue." He said softly. Blue rumbled in agreement.
"Alright you guys. We don't know what this guy wants, but we need to be on our toes. Stay sharp."
The paladins agreed as they made their way to the intruder.
There was a small cluster of ships,with the largest one being in lead. Lance recognized the ships as Galra immediately. "Damn Galras!" Keith's voice said through the headpiece.
"You know you are one right?" Pidge pointed out. Keith just groaned and Lance snickered. Suddenly the leading ship sent a transmission towards the Lions. The face that appeared shocked Lance to the core.
"Hello Paladins. I am Prince Lotor, the heir to the Galra throne. I wish to talk. Open fire and I will be forced to reciprocate."
Lance felt his heart stop.
"No..."
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