My Kitten

Love is Hard

Sooo I asked if you guys would like this story to be an M-preg, and almost all of you said yes! (Or at least the ones who commented). I have an idea of how it is going to happen, but it might not happen for a while, and even then i don't know how long this story is going to be XD I try not to make my stories super long because i always end up losing interest the longer it is, so hopefully i don't with this story!

I do hope that this being m-preg doesn't deter anyone from leaving the story or not reading any of my other works (granted it wasn't m-preg to start with). I have 14 other stories that are not m-preg, all part of different fandoms, and two other's are also Voltron fanfics. I hope you can give them all a shot as well, they deserve more love!

Though all the comments and love of this story makes me want to continue, so thank you for all the support! I love you guys! Enjoy!

Lance woke slowly, blinking as he remembered where he was. The night came back to him in a rush, and he blushed. During the night, Lance must have twisted around in his sleep, for he was now facing Lotor. He had been pulled flush against Lotor's skin as they slept.

Lotor's strong arms were holding Lance tightly against him, as if his life depended on the blue paladin. Lotor had a peaceful look on his face, his features were calm. Lance reached up to touch Lotor's cheek tenderly. Soft breaths slipped through Lotor's lips as he continued to sleep. Lance ran his fingers along Lotor's face, memorizing every feature.

Lance smiled. He was definitely head over heels for the prince. Titles would not stop them, he wanted to be with Lotor forever. Lance ran his fingers through Lotor's hair. The softness felt like heaven between Lance's fingers. He couldn't get enough.

"Hmmm, you really like my hair, don't you my kitten?" Lotor whispered, his eyes opening slightly as he yawned. Lance chuckled. "I adore it. It is just so soft. How do you get it to be this soft?"

Lotor smiled, pulling Lance closer and burying his face against Lance's collarbone; inhaling deeply. "Lots and lots of attention." He mumbled, kissing Lance's skin lightly. Lance shivered, running his hands through Lotor's hair some more.

"Are you not a morning person?" He asked. A muffled groan was the response. "Ahaha, I don't blame you."

"This bed is really comfy." Lotor said after a moment. "And so are you." He peppered Lance's neck with kisses, which tickled and made Lance laugh. Lotor moved his head up, his face close to Lance's as he stared at him.

Lance laughed awkwardly. "W-what? Why are you looking at me like that?" 

"You are the most beautiful creature i have ever laid my eyes on.. Lance." He spoke lowly. Lance shivered, his name leaving Lotor's lips made him heat up. "S-shut up, I am not beautiful."

Lotor hummed, nuzzling into Lance's neck. "Yes you are. Even if we are enemies, I am glad we met."

Lance smiled softly, petting his hair as he continued to nuzzle Lance, holding him close.

"Me too."

Lotor pulled back slightly, removing one arm to press under his chin. "So, tell me about yourself."

Lance blinked, before smiling and turning to lay on his stomach. The sheets felt so soft against his naked skin.

"Well, let's see. I am 18 years old and have a huuuggee family back home."

"Tell me a bit about them." Lotor urged him on. Lance smiled, leaning on his hands as he reminisced about home. 

"Well I have 2 younger brothers; twins, and an older sister. My parent's are still together, and have been for about 24 years. Though my family is rather huge, as it includes all my aunts, uncles, nieces, and nephews. We are all very close."