Hey my lovelies! i am so sorry this chapter took so long! I have just been so horribly busy, and for a while i couldn't decide how i wanted this one to go, but i am finally happy with it! And i hope you guys are too!
I also want to thank ALL of you for your amazing support and love for this story! I have never had a story go past 10 chapters, so to see this going past 30 chapters and still having the urge to keep going is all thanks to you guys! Thank you soo much! you have no idea how much it means to me! now without further delay, enjoy!
"Dude, your mom is seriously freaking out." Dylan laughed as the two sat outside on the back porch to catch up. Lance wasn't sure what Lotor was planning for that night, but he had some ideas. The two had agreed to meet at 7pm, and Lance was giddy in excitement.
Aside from that, after he had mentioned to his mom that the two wanted to get married in a few days, Angelica had gone into hysterics trying to get everything ready for the wedding. She had plenty of relatives to help her though, and many were running around trying to find costs on decorations, flowers, centerpieces, and so on.
Lance was kind of glad she was taking care of it, he didn't exactly ask her to, but it certainly took a load of him to relax, and honestly he was just planning to buy a marriage license and then just get married in front of his family and friends, no fancy decor or anything. Because his mom wanted to do it, he just let her.
"Yeah I know, she only has a few days to get it all ready, but I told her I don't need anything fancy, Lotor and I just want to be married, that's all."
"When is the date again?"
"This Saturday."
"Seriously? That is only four days away! Most people get married at least half a year after being engaged. You both are kind of rushing into this, if I am being honest."
Lance nodded, he knew it was super soon, but they felt a connection stronger than anything they have ever felt before. They knew they were meant for each other, and they wanted to be officially connected as soon as possible.
"Plus even if you get married here, will it still be official up in space?" Dylan asked, running a hand through his hair. Lance was surprised by this, he hadn't even thought about it. Lotor hadn't said anything about it and was fine being married on earth, so it probably didn't matter where they got married.
"I think it will be, but I can always talk to him about it later. If we have to have two weddings, then that is fine." Lance laughed.
Dylan laughed and punched his arm lightly. "Duuddee, you are getting hitched! How insane is that? Feels like just yesterday when we were pulling pranks on the older girl cousins of ours by placing frogs in their purses!"
Lance grinned, flashing his white teeth. "They always got sooo mad! We certainly had so much fun messing with everyone."
"Yeah! We always got in so much trouble, but it was always worth it! It is insane to think about such a trouble maker such as yourself is getting married to such a sophisticated gentleman like Lotor."
Lance sighed, a happy smile slipping along his lips. "It is definitely like a dream..."
"So you guys doing anything today? Surprised to see he isn't stuck to your side like usual."
Lance sipped on his soda he had nearby on the table, looking thoughtful. "He had something he wanted to do, but we are meeting up in a few hours."
"Ooohh, what a dog! Bet you are getting knocked up tonight!"
"Oh, shut up Dylan!" Lance shoved Dylan's shoulder as the two continued their fun chatter.
After talking for a while longer, Lance started to feel tired and a growing headache, so he and Dylan bid each other goodbye while Lance went off to take a nap. He walked into their small quiet room, the silence almost deafening, and the headache started to rage.
Lance slipped into the soft sheets, missing the warmth that Lotor provided whenever they slept together. He always loved waking up in Lotor's arms. The calm, peaceful expression Lotor would have made Lance's heart jump with happiness. Lotor had always had a rough life, and often his expressions were that of frustration, with brows furrowed and lips pursed.
Of course he had softened into the big purple panther he is now, but it seems that lately Lotor doesn't let the stress and title of prince get to them as they once did. Lance was happy to be a supporting post for Lotor to lean and depend on. He knew he was very young compared to Lotor, and has no experience with anything outside of earth, much less royalty, but he was willing to be there for Lotor and Lotor for him.
Lance rolled over, suddenly feeling nauseous. He was surprised, touching his stomach tentatively. He hadn't eaten anything bad, not that he could think of. He couldn't imagine he was nervous for their night out, after all they had been together for so long and it wasn't like it was the night he was losing his virginity.
He didn't know why he felt this way, and decided to close his eyes tight and sleep it off after setting an alarm for 6pm. He couldn't get sick, not on their special night. Lance eventually drifted into a deep sleep, his body shifting towards the side Lotor often slept on; the right side, searching for the older man's warmth that was no there.
Beep. Beep. Beep. The loud alarm on the phone screeched, waking Lance in an instant as he reached over to shut it off. His headache was gone thankfully, and his stomach was only slightly irritated. Lance decided to take some medicine before he left, just to be safe.
Lance slipped out of bed, the sun slowly setting in the distance as he stripped and got into the shower. He was going to make himself nice and clean for Lotor. Lance ran the soapy cloth along his body as the warm water slipped around his body. He closed his eyes and sighed, the warmth slipping into his bones.
Lance made sure to pay special attention to his ass, cleaning so much it became sore. After being in the shower for 10 minutes, Lance slipped out and dried himself off. He spent too long on his hair, trying to slip it to the side after it was dried, but naturally it fell back into it's normal place along his forehead.
He peered into the mirror, looking at his unique features as a halfling. Since his family had been pretty welcoming to the changes after being explained why such changes occurred, he and Lotor didn't have a reason to use their altean powers to change the yellow sclera to white, or Lotor's purple skin to a creamy color, so Lance himself neglected his practice to strengthen his abilities.
Lance focused on his eyes in the mirror, willing his powers to change the color, and for a few seconds, they shifted to the normal white he was use to, before slipping back to a light yellow. Lance didn't know just how far he could go with his new powers, but he knew he had all the time in the world to work on it.
Lance slipped into some shorts and a t-shirt, before heading out to find his mom. After she had helped him find a suit that fit, Lance was back in his room and all dressed up. He rarely dressed up, and he felt out of place in such a fancy piece of fabric. He tugged at the clip-on tie and straightened the jacket before checking the time.
There was only a few minutes left before 7pm, and Lance quickly tied on his dress shoes and headed outside, not wanting to be late.
Lance's mom was sitting in the living room with some relatives, chatting away. When she noticed Lance, she smiled and called out to him.
"Lance! Sweetie, before you go, I have something for you." She stood up and walked over to Lance, her hand slipping into her pocket and pulling out a small blue box. "Your father is busy with some of the boys moving furniture, but he told me to give this to you if you left before he could say goodbye." Angelica slipped the small felt box in his hands, and Lance knew instantly what it was.
He opened the box up, and saw a beautiful silver ring, as silver as Lotor's gorgeous hair. It was a simple band, but it seemed to twinkle purple when the light hit it just right. It was stunning. Lance smiled, looking up at his mom as she smiled back.
"Your grandfather had given this ring to your father before he passed, and your father now wants you to have it, to give to Lotor."
Lance smiled warmly at his mom, grabbing her to pull into a big bear hug. "Thank you mom! I love it and I know Lotor will too!" Angelica laughed lightly, patting his back and pulling back to straighten out his tie. "You are most welcome. I love you too. Now you get going! Do not keep your fiance waiting! You have a good night Lance!" She smiled, a twinkle in her eyes.
Lance knew that she knew exactly what was going to happen. With them being two young lovers, anyone could figure it out. Lance blushed, nodding his head and ducking out the door as a few of the relatives hooted and hollered.
As Lance shut the door quietly behind him, he turned and saw Lotor waiting at the end of the long path to the house, standing by a beautiful black car. The sun had almost disappeared in the horizon, but decorated the sky with beautiful blues and purples. The light was behind Lotor and lit up his beautiful figure. He was in a gorgeous black suit with a long dark purple tie, his purple skin had been shifted to be a light tan. His hair was tied in a loose ponytail that slipped over his left shoulder and cascaded along his chest. In Lotor's hand was a bouquet of an assortment of flowers; lilies, tulips, daffodils, and so many more.
Lance felt his heart jump, he couldn't believe how lucky he was to gain such an amazing man. He walked slowly up the path, his eyes not leaving Lotor's. A big smile slid on Lotor's face as Lance got closer. Lance was embarrassed, a hand sliding behind his neck to rub nervously as he looked down.
"H-Hey.." Lance nearly whispered. Lotor took a step forward, using his free hand to lift Lance's eyes to meet his.
"You look stunning, Lance." Lotor spoke low, smiling as he pecked a soft kiss to Lance's lips. Lance blushed hard. "You look even better than I do."
"That is simply impossible." Lotor chuckled, handing Lance the flowers. Lance buried his nose in them, inhaling deeply, the sweet smells off the flowers tickled his nose. He was happy to have something to hold on, his stomach was fluttering with a hundred butterflies.
"How did you find the money to get all this?" Lance asked as Lotor opened the door to the backseat. There was a driver standing next to the driver's door on the other side and Lance hadn't even noticed him.
A twinkle flashed on Lotor's eyes as he smiled. "I have my ways. I just want you to enjoy this night together." Lance smiled shyly as he slid into his seat, fidgeting and rubbing his fingers along the petals of some of the flowers.
Lotor slipped in next to him on the other side and before long the car was roaring with life and they set off to their destination. Lance seemed nervous, Lotor could tell. He reached over and took one of Lance's hands in his own, making the boy look up at him. He smiled warmly. "You know I love you."
Lance smiled, nodding. "And I love you too."
The two made small talk before the car pulled up to a fancy restaurant made up of at least 5 floors. The bright flashing lights decorated the exterior, as a beautiful woman who worked there stepped up and welcomed them. Lotor had moved to Lance's side to open the door for him, making the boy blush for what seemed like the hundredth time. He placed the bouquet of flowers on the seat gently as he stepped out.
"Mr. Lotor?" She asked in a sultry voice, low and sexy. Lance instantly felt a twinge of anger. Lotor nodded and she smiled, leading them to their table. She seemed to eye and try to make small talk with Lotor as they walked. She had glanced at Lance by Lotor's side, but dismissed him as nothing but a small child. Lance's brows furrowed in anger, sure he looked different any maybe even misplaced next to Lotor's side, but Lance was HIS lover. And he would be damned if a woman got in their way.
Lotor seemed uninterested in the woman's chattering, moving his hand closes to Lance to intertwine their fingers together. The woman noticed immediately and her obnoxious mouth stilled. They entered a small elevator and none of them spoke a word as they reached the fifth floor.
"Your table." She spoke curtly, bringing them up to their table. It was next to the window and showed the beautiful moonlight shining on the ocean; sparkles dotting the calm waves.
Lotor thanked her and went over to pull out one of the chairs for Lance. Lance smiled and sat down, but felt embarrassed by all these gentlemanly acts. "You know, I am not some girl, you don't have to do all this for me."
Lotor sat down in his own seat across from Lance, the small red candles on the table lighting up his face. "I am not doing these things to make you feel as if you are a girl, I am treating you with the kind of respect and love you deserve."
Lance felt his face heat up, grabbing the menu to hide his face behind. Lotor chuckled and the two focused on what they wanted. After ordering and waiting fifteen minutes for their food, the two dug in. Lance had decided to get Beef Stroganoff, while Lotor decided to get a steak.
"Hmm! Delicious!" Lance cried out, the savory flavors melted in his mouth. Lotor equally enjoyed his meal, and as the two dug in, they talked.
"I noticed something was wrong when we were following that waitress to our table, you know I am all yours, don't you Lance?" Lotor spoke, watching Lance's expressions.
Lance was surprised Lotor noticed, he hadn't made any noise or indication he was angry at her specifically.
"How did you know?"
"Well for one," Lotor reached over, pressing a slim finger in between Lance's eyebrows. "These furrowed up something awful, and you also tensed up the moment she started talking to me, I could just tell without having to look at you."
Lance laughed, swatting his hand away lightly. "Man, you are certainly perceptive of your surroundings. Lotor chuckled. "Only when it comes to you. We have a strong bond, stronger than any bond I have ever had in my life with anyone, family, friends, or otherwise."
Lance's heart jumped as he distracted it by shoveling food in his mouth. Lotor laid his head in one of his hands as he reached over to touch Lance's cheek. "You look kind of pale, are you alright?"
"Damn, you really are perceptive. I wasn't feeling good a few hours but I took a nap and feel better." Lotor's face scrunched up in worry as he studied Lance. "Are you sure you are OK? We can cut this short if you'd like. I don't want to push you to do anything that would make you feel wo-"
"Nooo Lotor!" Lance cut him off, taking his hand that was poking his face and giving it a squeeze. "I was looking forward to tonight ever since you went off to get it ready. I do not want to go home tonight."
Lotor's eyes flashed, as a small grin played at his lips. "I.. I did book a room for us tonight, so we could have some alone time from your family. I mean no offense, they are wonderful."
Lance grinned back, he felt all the embarrassment and nervousness slip out of his limbs. Their bodies shared a special bond, and melting in Lotor's arms always put him at ease. "I would love nothing more, but before we go, I have something to give you."
Lance stood up, rummaging through his pocket and pulling out the small box as he walked over to Lotor's side. Lotor started to get up, but Lance stopped him. There were only a few other couples on the floor they were on, which made this less embarrassing for Lance. "This is how we do it here on earth." He spoke, getting own on one knee and opening the small box to display the silver band on his hand.
Lotor blinked, looking between the ring and Lance multiple times. He opened his mouth to say something but shut it slowly.
"I know we are already engaged, but you told me you would love to have a ring, and my mom so happened to give me the ring passed by my dad, my granddad, and many other 'greats' before him used, I figured now was a good time to give it to you. I love you Lotor, and... geez this is embarrassing, how were you so smooth when you proposed?" Lance blushed, coughing awkwardly as Lotor chuckled, before continuing.
"You are an amazing man and I am so glad we were able to meet so many months ago. I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you, and I am honored that you have chosen me to be the man you spend the rest of your life with as well. So uh, even though we already are; will you marry me?"
Lance glanced up at Lotor to find, in his surprise, that the older man had red, flush cheeks as he nodded. "I would never deny a single wish of yours, Lance. Of course I will."
Lance stood up, hearing some claps in the distant from some nearby tables, and shifted over to press a warm kiss to Lotor's lips as he slid his hand over to grab Lotor's right hand. "So uh, you will wear this on your right hand; third finger, but when we are married you will move it to your left hand." Lance explained as he slipped the ring on, surprisingly it fit perfectly. Lance sighed with relief, he didn't want to have to deal with the pain of resizing it.
"I see..." Lotor spoke softly, moving his hand up to his face to inspect the ring. "It's beautiful Lance.." He smiled softly at the ring. Lance blushed, grabbing his hand to intertwine in his, he turned his head and scratched his neck. "L-let's get out of here."
Lotor stood up immediately, looking down at Lance like an eager puppy. "Are you sure? You are still feeling OK?"
Lance looked up at him, a seductive smile that pierced into Lotor's heart. "For now yes, but you better mess me up good and hard before tonight ends."
Lotor let out a low groan, nearly dragging Lance along as he paid the bill and the two made their way back to the car.
The car drove along the loud roads of the city, where loud parties and bands were playing. The lights off the buildings slipped into the car, illuminating them every second or so as the two could barely keep their hands off each other. Lotor had Lance pushed against the car door as the two made out. Lance knew he should stop it so as to not embarrass the driver, but he didn't care and clearly horny mr. Sexy who was all up in his business didn't care too much either.
The car was heating up as Lotor's hands were all over him at once, and his tongue delved deeply in Lance's mouth. Lance moaned lightly, trying to suppress the noises he made, at least until they made it to the hotel.
It seemed like the car had sped up a bit, and before long they had reached the hotel. It was a grand pink hotel with many floors and a beautiful arch along the path that lead to the door. The driver cleared his throat awkwardly and the two lovers separated. Lance got out on his own as Lotor paid the man and bid him goodnight. They entered the hotel and Lance noticed it was as flashy inside as it was outside. It was no normal hotel. The seats were a beautiful plush red, and the walls had unique paintings of all shapes and forms decorating them. A few lovebirds were among them, waiting to get a room of their own, but luckily Lotor had booked one ahead of time, so they did not have to wait.
Lance held onto Lotor's arm tightly as they entered the elevator and Lotor pressed one of the buttons. Lance doesn't know which one, because before he knew it he was lifted in the air and pressed against the wall of the elevator. Lotor's hot mouth was on his neck, and Lance let out a loud cry. He felt himself reacting instantly as their hands delved under the other's clothes.
The beep of the elevator indicated they had reached their floor, and instead of letting Lance down, Lotor slipped an arm around Lance's waist and flipped him over his shoulder.
"H-hey! I am not some doll!" Lance yelled, but he was laughing. Lotor didn't say a word as they rounded a corner and walked down a long corridor until they reached their door. All the doors were the same dark shade of red that almost everything in the hotel was, aside from the pink exterior.
They entered the dark room and Lotor flipped one of the switches on with his free hand. It was a low light, so while it lit up the room, it was still dark enough to bring about a romantic mood. Lotor kicked the door shut with his foot, tossing the keycard on a nearby table and walking into what Lance figured was the bedroom.
Lance's eyes widened as his head swiveled around. It wasn't just any normal hotel, though that was obvious from all the flashy stuff on the outside. It was a dedicated BDSM Hotel. The walls were a dark shade of red, and the bed was about the size of a queen, with poles on each edge where legs and arms could be tied. One side of the wall had a large X shaped cross with cuffs, while another corner had a large variety of whips, cuffs, restraints, tapes, and so much more.
Lance shivered, he remembered the first time they had sex, they had been in a room with some BDSM equipment as well, but had only used the ropes to tie Lance's wrists.
Before Lance could say anything, he had been flung onto the bed. He scrambled to sit up, and was greeted by a shocking sight. Lotor towered over him his hair cascading over his face and shoulders, his white dress shirt unbuttoned low and his jacket already tossed away. In his hand was a black whip and a blindfold.
Lance's eyes widened, but he was loving every second of this, especially how authoritative Lotor looked.
Lotor's eyes looked up and down Lance's body as he slid the whip along his hands, a dark smirk playing at his lips.
"Strip, kitten."
I was going to include the next scene in this chapter, but it already became much longer than i thought it would, so you all will have to wait until the next chapter! comment my lovelies!
Also i want to let everyone know why i had Lance give Lotor the ring to put on his right hand, rather than his left. I have a couple gay friends who are in relationships and some of them are engaged. They told me that they wear their engagement rings on their right hand, and plan to wear them on their right hands still when they marry, because to them that is a symbol of their unique relationship. Not everyone does this, but i thought it was adorable, so i decided to include a piece of that into my story!