Together (Klance Oneshots)

Chapter 1 - Forbidden (small amt. smut)

Author Note
     Short chapter!! This is to see if you guys like my writing style and want to continue reading the book. Enjoy!

⚠️Warnings:
- A small amount of smut (👌 itty bitty)

Voltron AU
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     Forbidden.

     Lance was forbidden. He was off-limits. Out of Keith's league. The Blue Paladin of Voltron. A goofball, a flirt, and the love of Keith's life. But he was an unreachable dream because there was absolutely no way Lance could ever feel the same. 

(Keith P.O.V)
     I couldn't sleep. Tossing and turning and I just could not get comfortable. Every time I drifted to sleep I would be pulled awake and reminded of Lance. His entire being invaded my thoughts and feelings tonight and for weeks.

     He was an irritating, annoying, little flirt, and yet... he was sweet and he made people laugh. I see how he cares for his friends through the little things that catch my eye. Yet nobody seems to notice the sacrifices he makes for them. His selflessness and caring for others are what drew me in and his goofy attitude and lighthearted banner were what made me stay. 

     I was staring at the ceiling again, which is a stupid useless waste of time. If I couldn't sleep I might as well get up and do something productive. I dragged myself off of my bed and put on some clothes that I could work out in. I opened the door to my room and the cold air from the hallway seeped in. I meandered through the halls wondering how much energy it takes to heat this giant medal castle and why it never seems warm as it floats through the freezing expanse of space. I got to the workout room at an absurd time in the morning and was fought off guard when I heard somebody grunting and panting inside the training room. I heard a faint grunt of effort and a sudden clash of a sword. Stepping forward to see who occupied the room I froze in shock as to whom was practicing inside. 

     Lance McClain.

     Lance, was training at 1 am with a sword... and no shirt. Not that that little fact mattered... My cheeks immediately flushed as I felt the tips of my ears getting warm. It was a shame Lance was so attractive, he really did know where his strength lay when it came to his looks. He was tall and lanky but had more muscles than you would think for a guy his height. His back was to me and you could see his them straining with effort and glistening with sweat that beaded down his back as he fought to push the gladiator robot back. When did sweat become an attractive feature? I really should leave before I get in way over my head.  

     "End training sequence!" The bot stopped on Lance's command as he stepped back panting a little. I had made the choice to stay as soon as I saw his grip on his sword. 

     I had to say something and blurted out the first thing that came to my head, "You're holding it wrong."

     "Ahhh!!" He turned to me as he automatically brought up the sword in defense of my sudden comment. I chuckled when I saw how he was holding it. "Quiznack! Mullet, you scared me!" He lowered the sword and put a hand on his hip.

     "Sorry," I shrugged. "What are you doing up here so late?"

     He started to ramble "I-I uh was um... I couldn't sleep!" I watched his hand travel from his hip to rub the back of his neck,  "What about you? What are you doing here?"

     "I came to train. I couldn't sleep either." There was a tense awkward silence as we just looked at each other and again said the first thing I could think of to fill the silence "Uhh, you're still holding it wrong."

     "Oh, am I?"

     I nodded and asked, "Are you trying to learn?" 

     I started to tie up my hair with the ponytail I kept on my wrist and walked to the weapons closet, so I could grab a sword.

     "Uh, yea actually. I just wanted to be able to know how to..." he trailed off. "You know in case I can't use my blaster. When my bayard changed during practice I had no idea it could even take another form." Something was kind of off, his cheeks turned red as he explained the training, it was odd Lance was never this flustered. 

What's wrong? Why are you acting so weird? 

     "Do you want me to teach you?" I grabbed a practice sword seeing as I left my bayard in my room and walked over to the middle of the pads he was training on. He looked uncomfortable at my approach. 

     "I-I... uh sure."

     I started showing him the basic footing that is used when holding and fighting with a sword. Moving on to how to hold it and swing it. I often found my eyes drifting unwillingly away from his face, to the soft definition of his abs. Very much against my will obviously. 

     Lance eventually got the hang of how to hold and stand with his new weapon so we moved on to sparing with each other. He really started to pick it up then.

     "There! Yes! Now you can feel the difference. It's an extension of your arm, not a hatchet." He threw a smirky grin at me and I rolled my eyes, "alright again." I separated my feet in preparation and Lance charged.

     I blocked his first shot easily. Pushing him back and flipping my leg out to try and trip him. He dodged my leg attack and came at me again, but this time he let the sword lead him there, and the next thing I know I'm on my back and he was sitting on top of me with his sword next to my head. 

     My shock was clear on my face and I look into his eyes. He was staring at me, not making an effort to move. I heard the voice in my head whisper forbidden, but I saw his eyes travel down to my lips. His young darted out to lick his lips and I told the voice in my head to shut the fuck up as I reach my hand up to his neck and pull him down.

     My lips connected with his and I close my eyes. He stiffened for a second as our lips connected and the warmth spread through me, I felt him give in and melt into my hold. I pushed my fingers up his neck and into his soft hair. I heard him moan and drop his sword as his hands shot for my face and pushed up onto my cheek and into my hair. Our lips danced together, his working with mine. They were soft and reminded me of what I dreamed they would feel like. I licked his bottom lip and his mouth shot open. Taking this as an invitation, my tongue explored the mouth I had been dreaming about for weeks. Lance moaned and pulled back, a string of saliva connecting our mouths. I open my eyes to connect with his bright ocean-blue ones staring at me. 

A slow cocky grin works its way to his mouth in response to the smile already on my face as he leaned in to whisper in my ear...

"I knew you liked me..."

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Well since I'm back I'm slowly editing each chapter seeing as there are a TON of mistakes! 

What was your favorite part?

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Edited on 03/01/20

Edited on 05/30/23