HEEYYY I am so sorry this chapter took so long! I have been crazy busy with work, working fulltime plus some, so it has been tough. I am also an artist and had a load of commissions i had to finish, and those came first, but i am back and ready to rumble!

Time spent vacationing went by quickly for the loving duo. Lance and Lotor had zero time to themselves for days, constantly joining family activities and playing with the young children on the beach.

Lance's parents had warmed up to the changes Lance's body had gone through, though Lotor could still sense uneasiness from his mother. Even the rest of the family got use to Lance's new look rather quickly, though they only got a short explanation of 'living in space leads to temporary changes'.

Nonetheless, everything was going fine and both Lance and Lotor were having a blast without having to worry about attacks from aliens and other creatures.

They were on their 4th day on Earth, and Lotor was lazing underneath an umbrella while watching Lance play with his young nieces and nephews. Lotor had on a pair of black swim trunks and had his feet shoved deep into the sand.

Lotor did not care much for the heat that the blazing sun brought upon them, but he made do best he could in the shade. Lotor and Lance had discovered on their 2nd day on earth that Lotor's skin was very delicate against the sun.

As a Galran man, Lotor was use to the dark more, and even the soft light that the planets he invaded had, were never as harsh as the sun on earth. Even so, Lotor enjoyed the fresh air, and refused Lance's protests to stay inside.

During their few first days on earth, Lance's sister Veronica had made it clear she wasn't going to leave him alone. She would often catch him just as he was leaving Lance's side, and flirt him up. She never went far, but Lotor was losing patience. He wanted to speak to Lance about it, but he knew family was important to Lance, and he didn't want to hurt him by speaking ill of his sister.

As Lotor watched Lance playing in the water, tossing a giant ball back and forth with the little ones, Lotor smiled at himself. Lance looked happy, much happier than he was when Lotor first ran into him in the bar. Sure Lance had been relaxing and looking for a good time, but this was the first time Lotor saw Lance enjoying his time and having fun.

Of course the love-making was a different story entirely. Lotor chuckled, though feeling a bit restless. It had been a while since he and Lance had been intimate, and he was itchy to hold Lance in his arms.

Just as Lotor's mind started to wander, a body moved in front of his eyes, forcing him to blink up at the figure.

"Hey Lotor!" A chirpy high pitch voice spoke. Lotor winced. Veronica. He was frustrated. He wanted to just relax, and watch his lover enjoy their vacation. Lotor stood up, picking up the unbrella to hold against his shoulders. Veronica had on very short shorts and a pink bikini top that was tied behind her neck.

"Hello, Veronica." He spoke slowly, glad he was much taller than her. She giggled, curling a strand of her raven hair in between her fingers. Veronica leaned closer, looking up at him. "Are you really dating my little brother?" She asked.

Lotor narrowed his eyes. "Of course. I told you the first time and I will continue to say it, I love him and he loves me."

"Oh really?"

Lotor frowned. "Of course. Can I help you with something?" He asked quickly, wanting to get her away from him as nicely as possible. Veronica laughed lightly. "I just can't imagine why such a sexy man such as yourself would go for such a childish boy like him! I do believe I am more suited for your tastes."

With that, Veronica reached out to run a soft hand up Lotor's arm. Lotor flinched, taking a step back, which only spurred on the younger female.

"You tease!" She giggled, following and running her hand up to his neck. Lotor snarled, his inner galra fighting to take over. "Don't touch me!" He clenched his hands, glaring daggers at her.

Veronica blinked, surprised, but laughed, running her other hand slipping behind her neck. "I find you irresistible Lotor, leave Lance. Come with me instead." Veronica purred, tugging at the strings holding her bikini top. It seemed as if Veronica wouldn't be taking a no for an answer this time.

Lotor realized what she was doing, and for some reason was able to calm down his inner beast instantly. He felt as if he understood her. She was a good girl, she was just craving attention, the kind that he could not give. He reached around and gripped at her hand, stopping her. Veronica was surprised and looked up at him.

"Please don't. Have more respect for yourself. You are an amazing woman. You can find a man who will respect and love you without you having to bare yourself to them."

Veronica was taken aback. She moved away from him and just stared at him, before running a hand through her hair. "Woooww... no one has ever talk to me like that before." She looked thoughtful and Lotor sighed with relief.

"I can understand that feeling of wanting something Veronica, I really do. But you need to understand that my craving lies with wanting Lance, and Lance alone." Veronica kept quiet and crossed her arms, her eyebrows furrowing.

He glanced over at the sea and saw Lance was still playing with the kids, this time one was on his shoulders flailing her little arms while Lance galloped around in the water. He chuckled, before turning back to Veronica. "You will find someone who will love you as much as I love Lance."

Veronica hung her head, a disappointed look on her face. "I guess... well I mean, if you know Lance so well, you know one thing about the family."

Lotor raised an eyebrow, and Veronica met his eyes with hers and smiled. "We never give up when we want something." Veronica laughed, before jumping towards Lotor, startling him and causing him to fall back.

Lotor hit the sand hard, the umbrella flying as the sun hit his eyes with a piercing gaze. He struggled to blink, and felt sand slip around his hands as he tried to sit up. He narrowed his eyes and saw Veronica sitting on his lap, her bikini top cast away.

She purred, running her hands up his chest as she pressed her breasts against him. "See?" She smirked. "Isn't this so much better? A soft body is always better than a tough one. My body is smooth, scar-free. You are more than welcome to feel me up if you want." She whispered the rest in his ear, and he shuddered.

He was extremely angry. He had tried to help Veronica, and she was making it a game. He was not some plaything that could be tossed around. He was faithful to one person, and one person alone.

"Get off me woman!" Lotor growled, trying to shove her off without touching her chest. She only cooed and pressed against his hands, making a rather lewd expression. "Come on, you know you want this." She ground her hips against his, and Lotor felt his face heat up.

No he was not attracted to her, but his nether-regions have been aching for Lance to the point any sort of pressure would make him freeze.

Lotor gripped her arms, shoving her away forcefully, he was much stronger than a normal human, but he didn't want to hurt her, even though he wanted her the quiznak away from him. Veronica landed on the sand with an 'oof' and she glared at him as she moved to sit on her knees.

"Why are you rejecting me? I am beautiful! You are gorgeous! We are perfect for eachother!"

"Because I am with Lance!" Lotor nearly yelled, not wanting to be too loud and cause a scene. "Have some decency, cover yourself up." Lotor bent down and grabbed the blanket he had been laying on and shoved it towards Veronica. He was done being kind, he wanted her gone

Veronica reached up as if to take the blanket, but instead grabbed Lotor's wrist and yanked him down hard. Lotor yelled, before falling on top of her. He had managed to land with his hands on either side of her head, buried in the sand, but the situation was still unpleasant.

"Don't mess with me!" Lotor growled in her face. Veronica scrunched up her noise, winking at him, before making a loud noise between a shriek and a moan. Before Lotor could react, Veronica grabbed his neck, pulling him down with surprising strength and pressing a tight-lipped kiss on his lips. Lotor fought back the urge to vomit, her lips felt like slimy worms with all the lipstick she had on, and the strong smell of perfume was nauseating. Lotor finally pulled back, yelling angrily as he jumped up, backing away from her. He was just about to speak his mind, before a small voice spoke up.

"...Lotor? What's... what's going on?" Lotor felt his blood run cold, and he turned towards Lance, who had come running at the noise. His face was pale, and Lotor could only imagine what was going on in his mind.

"Lance.. it isn't what you think, let me explain." Lance looked broken, his eyes welled up with tears. He glanced between Veronica and Lotor, before turning and running away. Lotor felt his heart drop as he took a hesitant step towards where Lance had been, before yelling out his name in despair.

"LANCE!"

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