Vrepit Sa (Voltron Fanfiction) - Completed

Chapter 28: Just as Planned

AN: Updates will be slower, sorry !! Maybe once a week. !!smut in this chapter!! I am warning you!!

Lance returned to the dining room, sitting at a chair positioned at the long table. He put his hands on the table where they could see them, looking up to the team members at the other side of the table.

"So tell us about Lotor." Allura started, sitting straighter. Lance shrugged, looking at his hands. "What do you want to know?" Princess Allura looked at the others, leaning in. "First off, tell us as much as you can remember about him, his lineage, build, anything." Lance smiled softly, licking his lips. "Well for starters, he's around your age. He's fairly tall with white hair, his father is Emperor Zarkon, it's unsure who his mother is. I have a feeling it's Haggar, but-" "The witch?!" Allura gasped, "How? Why do you think that?" Lance continued, ignoring her question. "-But I'm not sure, he seems to dislike her. And for why I think that, how many Galrans do you notice having white hair? His ears are Altean, and he doesn't have claws like other Galra. If he was full Galra, why would he have only half-breed generals?" Lance asked rhetorically, looking at Keith. Allura nodded, thinking. "What did he do to you?" She asked, noticing the faint scar on his neck. Lance reached up and touched it. "... oh, right. That wasn't him. It was some Galra on Voltron's side- he wanted information, but I didn't have any to give." He sighed, fidgeting with his thumbs. "But Lotor took good care of me. He took me under his care and fed me, trained me, and made sure I was safe there." He added softly, a soft blush on his cheeks. The others looked at Keith, whose expression didn't change. "But you were still threatened by another Galra." Pidge observed, looking back at Lance. "I was supposed to rest after Hunk shot me, but I couldn't sleep. I was wandering around and got lost." Lance murmured, shrugging. "One of Lotor's guards found me passed out. Avuus took care of me and kept an eye on me while Lotor was tracking down whoever did it. He didn't find him." Lance shrugged it off, looking at the others.

"You weren't supposed to leave his side, right? Then why did he leave you on Hapcu?" Shiro asked. "I don't know... -wait, how did you know about his order?" Lance asked, looking around the table. Everyone avoided eye contact. "Tell me." Lance slammed his hand down on the table, furrowing his brows. "Did that Galra come after me because of you guys?" A minute of silence passed. "TELL ME." Lance yelled, standing now. "It was Avuus." Keith admitted, ignoring the angry looks from the other team members. "She notified me that something happened to you. I've been receiving weekly updates from her so I could make sure you're safe." He looked up at Lance, his arms crossed. Lance's lower lip was trembling, he squeezed his eyes shut and sighed. "Okay." He murmured, crossing his arms. The others fell silent, making Lance frustrated. "I'm leaving." Lance said plainly, getting up and walking out of the room.

Keith cursed under his breath, following Lance to the kitchen. Lance swore loudly, stomping his foot, his fists clenched. He got himself a plate of food goo, not noticing Keith entering the room. He leaned against the counter, chewing a spoonful angrily. Keith hesitated in the doorway, knocking on the doorframe softly. Lance's head jerked up as he plastered on a nervous smile. Keith took that as a welcome and walked over, standing in front of Lance with his arms crossed.

"Can you not contain yourself?" Keith started, narrowing his eyes at Lance. "I-Keith, I'm just stressed, okay?" Lance countered, leaning back when Keith got closer. "Look, Lance. I know Lotor has done things with you that would upset me, but I don't care. I don't care if you two fucked or if you've promised your life to him, just don't let the team know." Keith said lowly, glancing around. "Keith, I-" Lance began, getting cut off by Keith roughly kissing him, feeling Keith push his food goo away. Lance pulled away, looking at the door. "Keith, let me eat." He growled, looking around for his food goo.

Lance gasped, feeling Keith kiss down his neck. "N-Not now..." Lance growled, trying to push him away. Keith just bit on the sweet spot of Lance's neck, making the Cuban boy moan out weakly. "I'm going to love you, Lance. I'm going to love you so much that Lotor could never compare." Keith growled, lifting Lance's hips, putting him up on the countertop. Lance clung to Keith's shoulders, feeling his pants tighten. "Ugh... Keith, why do you want to do me in the worst places..."

Keith chuckled into the crook of Lance's neck, kissing up to his ear. "Because I know it's your dirty little kink~" He breathed hot air onto Lance's ear, making him shiver. "Keith..." Lance whined, pulling at Keith' s shirt. "Yes, baby?" The red paladin hummed, rubbing his thumbs on Lance's lower back. Lance growled, pushing Keith away, pulling the other male's shirt off. He reached down, lifting his own shirt over his head, pulling Keith closer again by wrapping his legs around Keith's waist and pulling him in. He crashed their lips together, holding Keith's face still as he kissed hungrily, groaning softly. Keith smirked against Lance's lips, groping his boyfriend's ass, pulling away and leaving small hickies all over his shoulders and neck. "Let's go to Blue..." Lance whimpered under Keith's kisses, feeling his resistance dwindle from each touch. "I was hoping you'd cave..." Keith teased, pulling away, making Lance whine from the lack of body heat. He grabbed Lance's hand, leading them to the hangar to the Blue Lion. Blue looked down at them when they walked in, leaning down and opening her mouth. Lance was the one pulling Keith now, practically dragging him to the cockpit.

He sat in the chair, looking up at Keith, flustered when Keith sat in his lap. Keith lifted Lance's chin, kissing him hard, pulling away when he needed air. "You're excited, aren't you~?" Keith played, feeling pressure underneath him. Lance whined when Keith started to grind his hips, letting out a shaky moan. "Stop playing..." Lance growled, holding Keith's hips still. "What if I don't?" Keith teased, grabbing Lance's wrists, pushing them against the headrest of the seat, continuing to grind into Lance's lap. "F-Fuck... Keith..." Lance moaned out, closing his eyes. "Good boy... moan my name..." Keith purred, letting go of Lance's hands, pulling away. "Ugh... Keith..." The Cuban moaned, humping into Keith's lap above him. When Keith climbed off him to undress fully, Lance took the opportunity and got up, pushing Keith into the pilots' chair. He sat on Keith's lap, dominating the kiss now. Within minutes they were both completely undressed , molding their bodies together as if to encourage the lustful kiss. Lance broke away, reaching over into a drawer to the side, grabbing a square pouch of something and a small bottle of a clear liquid.

Lubricant. Keith's pulse quickened, licking his lips as he watched Lance unscrew the lid and toss it aside. The Cuban male slicked his fingers with the liquid, reaching back and pushing one into himself. He cried out softly from the cold feeling, pressing his face into Keith's neck. Keith hummed softly, rolling on a condom and taking the bottle of lube from Lance's free hand, pouring some into his hand. "You look so beautiful like this, Lance. Bending over me and stuffing yourself with your fingers..." He whispered huskily in Lance's ear, starting to rub himself, spreading the lubricant. Lance whined, curling his fingers, letting out a soft cry, biting his lip. "Good boy, Lance." Keith purred, reaching behind his boyfriend, spreading him wider. Lance gasped sharply, not used to five fingers in his ass. "K-Keith..." He whined, pushing back into Keith's fingers. Keith pulled his hand away, kissing across Lance's collarbone, gently biting and nibbling the tanned skin. "Ready?"

Lance nodded quickly, repositioning himself, sinking down Keith's shaft slowly. He moaned out breathlessly, starting to move up and down to get deeper. He felt Keith's hands rest on his hips, looking down at Keith, who was preoccupied with covering any bare skin with hickies and bites. "You stashed lube and condoms in here, does that mean you were looking forward to this~?" Keith chuckled, biting into the sensitive spot of Lance's neck, earning a soft cry from him. "S-Shut up..."

"Oh, you want me to shut up?" Keith teased, pulling Lance's face down for a rough kiss as he started bouncing his hips up to meet Lance's ass. Lance was a moaning mess within ticks, his fingers gripping Keith's mullet as loud moans slipped from one mouth to the other. Keith went harder as he neared his climax, licking against Lance's tongue, digging his nails into Lance's lower back. Lance noticed how Keith's thrusts got sloppier, breaking away from the kiss and sucking on Keith's neck, nibbling on the sweet spot. "F-Fuck... Lance..." Keith cried out, slamming into him one last time before he climaxed. Lance shuddered as he came against Keith's chest, their bodies pressed together as they breathed and panted hard. "Thanks for wearing the condom..." Lance whispered, lifting himself on shaky legs, kissing Keith's forehead.

"Just lookin' out for ya, babe."

AN: Whew okay that's done. I just needed a smut scene, sorry it took so long! I've been caught up in AP classes :(