Lotor X Reader Crack Book

3 Is it really worth it?

Y/N POV

After that weird talk with Lotor, it was bedtime. "So," Lotor glances at me, "My room?~" My face went blank. "Excuse me?" I hope he didn't mean what I was thinking. "I mean, we are going to get married soon. We might as well sleep like a married couple." Lotor said giving me a devilish grin. "Okay you must not know me." I told him, "The difference between all those other girls and me, that I'm not a hoe, sell out, nor stripper." All of the sudden I cupped my ears like someone was trying to tell me something, "Oh whoops! The couch, netflix, and all your food is calling my name." You smiled at him cheesly, "Better not keep them waiting!"

Lotor was obviously mad, because he didn't get the sex he automatically wanted. I was starting to this that's why he wanted a wife so bad. Maybe one of these I might loose my virginity to him, but it's not today. Sorry for him, if he doesn't value simple common sense and I do.

I left the room and hopped on his couch. I turned on netflix and watched the 5th season of GayTron. You blushed every time (Your favorite character of Voltron, but wayyyy hotter on this version) comes up to the screen. "Now that's a husband (or wife, I dont judge I'm bi too)."

I reached for the table and I realized that my dumbass didn't pack snacks. I get up to walk my ass to the kitchen. I opened the drawers  and literally fucking dust come our. And I swear I heard a whisper coming from the dust saying "Waaater" like that one episode of Spongebob. "EEWW!!" I shrieked. I slammed the drawer and went to the fridge.

I start to cry realizing what he had in there. It was fucking protein shakes, fruit, and a weird think called vegetables. "Wake me up inside...can't wake up..wake me up inside..."

Keith told me how depression was like for him. Now I have it. I thought living with Lotor would be a fucking walk to disney world. Apparently it's like walking in the wood at night with a lot of dog shit on the ground. You just don't know what will be with you at the end...

Lotor POV

"I need a way to get her on my side. She's my girlfriend now, but dang she's not easy." Lotor thinks to himself. Honestly, he never really had an actual girlfriend before. He had hoes, bitches, strippers, tigers and lions and bears, but never a girlfriend. Nobody really loves him except for his inner ego. If he wants to build an emperor and show his dad that he ain't shit, he needs a lovely lady beside him.

He looked out the door to see what his lovely lady is doing and he blushed in his surprise. (Y/N) was sleeping on the couch like an angel. He loves the way her lashes fluster on her cheeks, and the way she looks so peaceful.

Lotor goes out to the living room and lifts (Y/N) up. "I'll show her that I'm more than a manwhore. At least I want some trust when we get married." Lotor carries (Y/N) upstairs in a separate room. He hated this, but if she wants space now so be it. He places her on a nice single bed, and (Y/N) starts to wake up. "No no no...shhh!" He tells her. You quickly fall back to sleep and he smiles. "I'll make you fall in love some day." Lotor says before leaving.

Y/N POV

I wake up finding myself on a bed. "Oh no.. he better not had touched me." You touch your tatas and their still there. You sigh in relief. Lance had told you that Lotor cuts off his girl's titties after he's done with them. If mines still intact it's good.

I rolled over to the side and a note beside me. "What the fuck is this?!?" I opened it and it said, "I apologize from last night, it was very inappropriate of me. Let's go on a date to get to know each other properly. I picked out an outfit for you in the closet."

I set the note down and get up. I walked to the closet and opened it. It was a fucking dress and heels. Fuck no...