My Keith

The Lives of Lovers

Keith hasn't gotten out of bed for days and Lotor wont let them communicate any more. The entire team is concerned.
"Keith, you need to eat. " Shiro says for the 2nd time today. Keith just groans and rolls to face away from Shiro.
"Keith c'mon. " Shiro tries and tugs on Keith's blanket. Keith then falls out of bed.
"Keith I--"
Before Shiro could finish, Keith began to cry and shake.
"I-I miss them so much, S-Shiro."
(Actually cried while writing this line)
Shiro sat down and pulled Keith close, holding him tightly.
"We'll get them back. "
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Lance woke from his uncomfortable sleep. His boxers were torn to shreds, his arms bound, collared, mouth gagged and rigged into some galran machine that kept him bound. He heard the door open meaning Lotor was back. He could feel the tears begin to burn his eyes.
"Hello pet, did you miss me?" Lotor's voice filled the silence. Lance nods knowing what happens when he doesnt answer correctly.
"Aww well I'm here now, we can play together again...." Lotor coos running a finger up Lance's length that has not once gone stiff. Lance feels a stray tear exit his eye and Lotor wipes it away
"None of that, pet. We're going to have so much fun...."
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Keith feels it. Everytime. The burning pain im his chest and the twisting of his gut. He knows what Lotor is doing. He hates it. This time Keith is sitting at the table eating lunch with everyone for once when he falls to the floor.
"Keith!" Shiro yells. Keith feels tears pour down his face and his galra form surface. Keith bolts up, desperate to help his mate. He tries to get to the door but Hunk and Shiro stop him
"H-he I, I need to, he needs me." Keith manages as he struggles.
"What are you talking about?" Hunk asks.
"Lotor...no...get away from him." Keith growls as if Lotor could hear him.
"Mine...Dont touch...stop. " Keith gives up struggling flops limply.
"Keith, what's wrong?" Allura asks gently.
"I feel it...everytime he...he does things to Lance." Keith murmurs, tears building again. Hunk holds Keith and rubs his back.
"Shhh, Keith it'll be okay...we'll get Lance back."
Keith hadn't thought of how this was affecting Hunk, his best friend was taken from him.
"And Zana." Keith adds.
"And Zana." Hunk confirms.
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Lance was shaking on the cold metal floor, out of his rig and too weak to move. Everything hurt, bite marks littered his tan skin along with scratches, hand prints, dried blood, and Lotor's....Lance shivered at the thought of what was in and on his body. The door whooshed open and Lance's eyes widened. 'He never comes back this soon; no more please hurry, Keith.' Lance thinks to himself. He hears the echo of each step. They sound different from Lotor's, but sadly not at all like Keith's. A tall galran's feet are in his view now, they crouch to reveal a tall purple woman with long dark purle hair and yellow eyes. She looks over the shivering cuban's state and shakes her head in the slightest.
"Cant believe Lotor would do something like this. Oh how rude of me, I'm Dromilla. My brother Thance will be here shortly to escort us to your lion and then we can find the other paladins. Your ship has someone on it that I'd like to meet, if thats alright with you?" (AN: dr•o•mee•la)
Lance nods and the door opens once more.
"Thance, lead the way. I'll carry the boy." Dromilla says to a man, Thance as she said.
"No...my...my son." Lance manages after Thance removes his gag.
"The youngling who came with you? He's already in the lion, we must go quickly."
Lance nods and is then lifted.
'Im on my way home, Keith.'
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