Lovely »Pidge/Katie • Voltron«

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Date: November 26, 7805

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She felt guilty as she enjoyed his cool lips over her warm ones. Her face turned a shade of rouge, spreading to the tips of her ears.

To Lotor's dismay, they parted. He was breathless, the exhilaration of their first kiss was underestimated. The prince could feel his chest attempting to withhold the ridiculously fast beating heart within him.

The shame rose in Katie but with it came a sense of bashfulness, the kind you get when you have a first kiss. After they let go she found herself craving for more. The dangerous and forbidden feeling it pumped through her was unlike anything. The cliché of opposites attracting was too true.

"May I?"

"Yes."

Before long they were lip locked, Pidge's deprived heart ached for the attention Lotor gave her. She gave a small gasp as he picked her up, but they didn't let go of each other. She draped her arms over his shoulders and her legs wrapped around his waist.

He let go of the soft lips, bruised by his hungry kisses. He moved towards her neck, the bare column that agonized his dreams. Lotor was grateful as she let out soft moans, whimpering his name as he left light kisses that stained the pale skin.

Katie's mind screamed for it to stop, she was to save herself for Shiro. What would she tell him when he found her? That she fell in love with the man who controlled the empire of their enemy? That she slept with him and enjoyed every part of it? She would never be able to look him in the eye again.

Pidge was always an intellectual, her mind decided everything. Not her heart. In a snap movement she pushed away her 'lover' whilst panting.

"Katie, what's wro-"

"I can't, he's is still out there."

Lotor's rage grew, but not at his fiancé. Never at her, his anger aimed towards the man she had fallen in love with before he had her. The man who was plucked by holy deities to earn the love of Katie.

"I understand, I apologize. I shall see you tonight for supper."

Just as the half-Galra began to turn on his heel he felt a tug at his clothing. He looked over his shoulder to see his beloved on the brink of tears.

"You don't understand, Lotor, I'm afraid I'm in love with you."