Warning: Lemon alert!
Spin In The Study
"Your Majesty, I have an incoming transmission for you, from Planet Pollex – priority high, code black" Rigsby, her sentry alerted her over the comm link. Allura told him to put it through, and a holoscreen popped up in front of her.
"Hello Bandor, how are you doing?" Allura asked her cousin, as they chatted for several minutes. The conversation included the fact that Elena and Fauk were not going to be able to make the wedding. She was not surprised, because the Odeon pair really didn't know Keith that well. It did give her pause to think about Fauk's intentions toward Romelle, and that maybe Lance was wrong about the man. If the prince was interested in Romelle, wouldn't he want to come to the wedding to see her, Allura pondered.
"Allura, are you somewhere private? And is Lance available?" Bandor asked suddenly, which caught her off guard. She was very curious about what her cousin had to say, and did it involve Romelle and Sven.
"He is not here, but I can page him if you can wait a minute? And yes, I'm in my study so I can close the door." Allura told her cousin, as she opened the comm link out to Rigsby. She asked to have His Highness come up right away, and then went back to talking to Bandor. When Lance walked into the room looking worried, she gestured with her hand for him to shut the door and set the lock. Whatever was going to be talked about more than likely needed to stay in the room.
"Hey Bandor, how is the soon to be groom doing? It will be good to see you next week; is Elena coming?" Lance greeted the Polluxian king happily, as he pulled up a chair next to Allie's. The young man had come a long way in his opinion, and he thought Elena a fun girl. Bandor went through the story of why Elena and her brother couldn't come, while Lance reached over and held his wife's hand.
He interlaced their fingers together, as he regarded her, relived that she was all right. When he had received Rigsby's page, he had known it was an emergency and had come straight upstairs. Lance had been scared that something was wrong, but now felt better that whatever was going on, Allie was fine. Once he had that answer, and had seen Bandor on the holoscreen he was pretty sure he knew what the call was regarding.
"I want to talk to you both, and request your help with Sven attending Keith's wedding next week." Bandor began, and went on to explain his concerns, and what he would like to implement to help the situation. When he was done Lance and Allura looked at each other, thinking about what Bandor wanted.
"I will be honest with you Bandor; we have had the same concerns and think your ideas are good. I will put Sven and Romelle in guest rooms on the second floor" Allura offered, "At opposite ends of course, while you will be in one of the state bedrooms. This actually solves an issue I was concerned with, about having Nanny on the family floor." She and Lance had already talked about the Polluxian party, and he was adamant that Sven was not going to sleep in the small room feeling sorry for himself. Allura for her part didn't want Nanny giving Lance the evil eye in his own house.
"Don't worry about what Sven will wear, either. I will get together with Firth, who acts as valet to guests, to do an overhaul on Sven's clothes. We'll make sure his dress uniform is nicely pressed, and fits. I will also do some shopping to get him a couple of outfits to cover the various events. Will that work?" Lance offered, pleased at both Bandor doing something to help Sven, and the chance to dress his friend appropriately.
"Yes, thank you so much! Lance, send me the bill please, as this is my responsibility." Bandor was feeling better already, as he inquired "How are the treatments going? Is there any improvement in his condition?" Maybe his brother-in-law might even be returning to the man he had once known.
"Good question and one I don't have an answer for right now. Sven and Daniel will be coming into Arus day after tomorrow. Pidge is going to overhaul the experiment, because he has discovered some new information." Allura told her cousin, hoping that there might even be a small improvement in the Viking.
"Bandor, it says a lot that you are taking this kind of interest in Sven." Lance remarked, wondering what was causing the young man's sudden concern.
"Honestly Lance, I wish it was for better reasons, but quite frankly I don't want him to embarrass my sister or the royal house. His slouching around in old clothes, while sleeping in that small room have caused all kinds of talk." Bandor started to say, and then remembered Fauk's spin doctor "Between us, Romelle really wants to work on reconciling with Sven, and him staying in the pilot's quarters and not participating in any of the events made it hard."
Allura was happy to hear what Bandor said, so forgave him for sounding pompous about what Sven wore. She agreed with her cousin, and told him that she was glad to know that Romelle was willing to work with Sven. They wrapped up the conversation, and then Bandor signed off, leaving Lance and Allura alone.
"Now that was very interesting, don't you think?" Lance asked, as his eyes narrowed. There was something off about Bandor's concern for Sven, but he wasn't sure what. He had no problems believing the Polluxian king was doing it for the pompous reasons he stated, still though? Lance told Allie all of that, and she twitched her nose, which made him smile. They were still holding hands and he put his other one on top of their clasped hands.
"He is probably concerned about any gossip happening before his wedding, Lance. I can see how he wouldn't want Elena's big day spoiled by everyone speculating about Romelle's marriage." Allie enjoined, thinking it a reasonable explanation. Lance agreed with her, being willing to believe that Bandor would be more concerned about Elena than Sven.
"I saw Fredericks on the way up, muttering to himself. Are there problems with Keith's wedding plans?" He changed the subject, still amazed at how fast his friend was getting married.
"No, everything is going great. Once Fredericks got over his snit, something to do with Eimear's grandmother, he has been really into it. It is still hard to fathom how fast this is all happening, but I bet it is because of Aiden." Allura mentioned Eimear's ten year old son, exclaiming "Keith wouldn't want to behave improperly with the boy's mother when he was around." That caused Lance to laugh, imaging Keith behaving improperly. Allie knew exactly what that laugh meant, and she joined in.
"I tell you, I bet she is pregnant!" Lance declared, and Allura shot him an annoyed look, as she reminded him of what everyone had said when they married quickly.
"Allie, it was different for us, and we had a month engagement if nothing else." Lance replied, before taking a deep breath to say what he wanted to next. He knew that she was more bothered than she let on, with the ongoing speculation in the newsfeeds about when she would be pregnant. "Sugar, do you still want to wait before we start a family? I mean, how are you going to feel if Eimear is pregnant, and all the talk it will cause?"
They had decided to wait a year or so, before starting a family, to have time together as a couple. Allura had felt so bad at the time they had missed out on, and she just wanted to enjoy his company. Lance had been touched to hear that, and had agreed with her desire and wishes. They both wanted a large family though, and if she had changed her mind, well Lance wanted to her to know that it would be fine with him.
"Lance, thank you for considering my feelings." She moved closer to him, and he put his arms around her. Allura nuzzled against his neck before she went on "We, not the newsfeeds will decide when the time is right! I am also going to want to keep it our news, for as long as possible!" She stated forcibly, and heard Lance laugh in agreement.
She could still remember the magic feeling of holding Erik, on the flight back from Crydor. Allura was still trying to figure out her feelings for Lance and Keith, and she had been in Black Lion with Keith. As she had held the baby she'd looked over at Keith, trying to imagine the two of them as parents. For some reason she didn't understand at the time, Allura wasn't able to picture it in her mind. Now she knew why, because she hadn't been in love with him. Looking back, she wondered what the outcome would have been if she'd been with Lance in Red Lion.
"Since you have brought it up, Lance." Allura started, glad that he had broached the subject. Her conversation with Romelle in the nursery, just over a month ago, and awakened a longing in her. "Maybe we don't need to wait a whole year though? We still have the trip to earth, and the Olympics, but after that I think would be a good time." She gazed at him with hope, waiting for his reaction.
Allura thought of something else, and she raised her head to look at him "I want you to reassure you Lance, that even when we have a family, you will still come first. We'll hire a nanny – not Nanny, don't worry – because I don't want to lose what we have as a couple." She had seen several marriages that once children started coming the couple never did anything together ever again.
"Sugar, I don't see us losing what we have, I think partly because it took us both so long to achieve it." Lance replied softly, kissing her gently before he added "I am honored though that you care so deeply about our relationship. I will say that I have enjoyed having you all to myself, but am very prepared to share you with our children, whenever you want to start our family." He declared with love, as he stood up and took her hand, pulling her out of the chair.
She found herself being carried in his arms, over to the sofa, where he almost reverently laid her down. Lance looked at her lying against the cushions; her blonde hair splayed out and gazed at her tenderly. He slowly reached up and massaged her temples before he removed the sapphire cornet, the symbol of her rank. Allura sighed, with relief, as the weight of the diadem was removed. Her husband was the only person who knew how it sometimes chaffed her head.
After removing the elaborate jeweled band, Lance took his fingers and slowly stroked them from her temples, along her scalp. He was in no hurry, and let her enjoy every sensation his fingertips awakened. As he moved down to her neck, she found herself being turned over to her stomach, before she even realized what was happening. His fingers were sure and soft, as they made their way down, from her head, to her neck, and then down to her spine.
Allie took a deep breath and felt all of her tension dissipating, as Lance continued his slow, deliberate ministrations. She moaned, sighed, and the almost purred as he kept up the contact that he had established.
"Allie, I didn't see you get dressed this morning; what color underwear do you have one?" Lance asked in a teasing voice, as he looked at her very proper cream and brown knit dress. He had made love to her very early, before he had to be on the control tower, because he was covering for Keith.
Lance's hands gently massaged down over her buttocks, before they reached the back of her thighs. His touch was sending pulses of desire to her core, and she uttered a small moan of pleasure. Allura felt his hands under her skirt, as the fingers moved along her inner thigh.
"A thong, Allie? And you, meeting with those government ministers this morning! It's a good thing they didn't know about your sexy underwear!" He teased, as his hands felt the soft, smooth skin of her behind.
"It is cream colored lace, with little satin roses in the same shade." Allura was distracted by what he was doing with his hands, as she tried to answer his question. Lance slid his hands on her hips, as he turned her over, so she was lying on her back. He bent down and started kissing her, as his hands explored her body. The kiss was intense, as his tongue explored every inch of her mouth.
When he broke the kiss she wasn't surprised to find that her clothes were off, and the delicate cream lace bra and thong were in tatters because he had ripped them off of her body. Lance removed his cloths quickly, and then positioned himself on top of her. Her eyes were glittering with lust, as she panted with desire. Allura put her arms around his neck and pulled her down, as her legs parted for him.
"Wow, you are wet, honey!" Lance gasped as he thrust into her hard and fast, growling as he did so. She exclaimed with pleasure as he pushed deep, in rhythm with her hips. They were both incredibly aroused, and climaxed at the same time as their bodies shuddered to the conclusion.
When it was done, they snuggled together on the sofa, just enjoying being with each other. Lance thrilled to the feel of their naked bodies against each other, while Allura enjoyed his scent washing over them. They spent almost half an hour snuggling and giggling about nonsense, before they got to the subject of the upcoming wedding.
"Ok, so your ex-crush, my best friend, has been living in our basement, and is now getting married in our backyard – how weird is that? " Lance observed, after they had been talking about the wedding.
Allie giggled and then turned serious as she remarked "Please, he is getting married and will be moving out! Why do you think I was a bitch with Fredericks? I just want it all over with, and I want us to have some privacy!" Their moments together were carved out very carefully, but she just wanted more.
"I want us to be comfortable in our own house, and not have someone judging us all the time." She advised, as she nestled against Lance, before she went on "He seems to be better though, and I'm sure Eimear is a large part of the reason." It had been very difficult to have Keith staring at her, with hurt and puzzlement in his eyes. She had also not appreciated how the man was always nagging Lance about his smoking.
"I think this is a whole new chapter for Keith, and one that he needs badly. Our friendship is finally getting back on track, which I'm glad for. Allie, I missed him but understood what was going on, and why it was happening." Lance confessed to her, as she gave him a comforting smile. She had known that he had been concerned about the relationship with Keith.
"Well let's hope that you do a better job as best man, than he did!" She joked, as she gave him a kiss on his nose. Keith had asked Lance to be his best man, which had thrilled him no end.
"So you don't think Eimear is pregnant? It is just because of Aiden?" Lance came back to the beginning of their conversation, as he thought of the wedding.
"Honestly, Lance! They've only been together for two weeks! Eimear wouldn't know for at least a month, if not two!" Allura chuckled, as Lance stroked her back slowly.
"Oh, if you say so." Lance sighed, still wondering if maybe Keith had forgotten about protection, so they weren't taking any chances. It would be too funny, Lance reasoned, that when his friend finally closed the deal he ended up a father.
He regarded his wife with a sly grin, as an idea came into his head. Red Lion had actually mentioned it several times before, and Lance had been willing to go along with it, but wasn't sure about Allie. "Sugar, what if I am right and Eimear is pregnant. Do I get a prize?" He asked in his slow, deep drawl, as she gave him a piercing stare. Lance's southern accent only came out when he was aroused, or tired.
"What kind of a prize do you think you should get? Keep in mind; I'm not saying you should get one! You have a dirty mind, Lance Charles McClain!" Allie started to sit up as she made her observation, given him a splendid view of her breasts. She saw where he was looking, and threw him a rueful smile.
"Sugar, my dirty mind is part of the reason you love me so much! If you weren't so naughty and wicked yourself, you wouldn't appreciate it." Lance perused her body, debating making love to her again. This time though, it would be a lot slower. "If my hunch is right, I want to do the deed with you in Red!" He waited to see her reaction.
"You want to have sex in your lion?" Allura was not surprised at his request, before she tilted her head "Was this your idea? Or Red's?" Lance had told her several things about his lion, and she had no problems thinking that Red might have suggested it.
"Shall we just say that great mind's think alike?" Lance flashed his infectious grin, and she couldn't help but laugh. He looked so hot and sexy sitting there, all naked on the sofa, she started getting an idea of her own. Before he realized it, she had pounced on him, pinning him back down on the sofa.
"Fine, we can make love in Red, if you are right about Eimear." Allie was straddling him, her femaleness warm against his hard shaft. She positioned herself so his erection was just brushing her opening, and he felt the wetness on his throbbing head. "Right now though, we are going to make love like I want to!" She informed him with a pleased smile, as she slowly lowered herself onto to him. Lance groaned in anticipation of what was going to come next, and she didn't disappoint him.