Story belongs to Queen_OT_Clouds @ A03
Chapter 8
Lana
Lana woke up not twenty minutes later when she heard her door whoosh open. Man, she was a light sleeper. She had forgotten her visor and the headphones she was borrowing from Pidge.
No one really came to her room except for Hunk, Pidge, Coran and on the rare occasion Shira and Keira.
The shadow was too big to be Pidge, and too wide to be Coran. She knew exactly who this was.
“Hunk, I know that you’re there.”
She heard him startled before he went over to Lana’s bed and sat down on the edge, crossing his legs at the ankle. “How are you feeling?”
“Used.”
“You want to expand on that?” Lana shook her head, and curled into the fetal position. “You want cuddles?”
Lana lifted her head and looked at him with a pleading look in her eyes. Hunk picked her up and layed down, placing the blue paladin on his stomach. Lana gave a content sigh and curled into his warmth.
Hunk and Lana stayed there for the better part of an hour before Pidge came in the room. She had her computer tucked under her right arm, while she was rubbing her eyes with her left. Rover was floating beside her head and zoomed into the room, placing itself on Lana’s back and shutting down. Lana laughed quietly at the robot and smiled, beckoning Pidge over.
The green paladin climbed over Lana, being careful to not jostle her robot, and plonked herself down in the space between Hunk and the wall. She opened her laptop and turned the brightness down so that she wouldn’t irritate Lana with the light.
Pidge typed away at her computer for a good twenty minutes before Hunk shut it and took it away from her, despite her protests. He pulled Pidge close to his side and she sighed with resignation.
Lana smiled at her friends antics. She could never ask for anyone better to be with her. Though, what she really wanted was cuddles from Keira and Shira. But, that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon.
She was happy with what she had. Her, Hunk and Pidge. The Garrison Trio. No one would split them apart. No one.
(Pssst: that wasn’t foreshadowing. I’m not going to do that to my kids. Okay. Bye bye now.)
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Shira and Keira (oop she changed it up)
While Keira trained away her left over anger from the fight, Shira sat quietly contemplating about what happened in the past few hours. When she got to the part when she refused to let Lana walk on her own. Her face turned red and she buried it in her hands, letting out a little whimper.
Keira who had just destroyed another gladiator, was brushing sweat away from her brow when she turned to look at her girlfriend. The woman was sitting cross-legged on the floor with her elbows resting on her knees, her face in her hands. Keira deactivated her bayard and walked over to the woman, crouching in front of her.
“Hey,” she said, brushing away the long white and black strands of hair from Shira’s face. “You okay?”
Shira peeked up at Keira from in between her fingers, raising a curious brow. “Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” She gestured to the carnage left by Keira’s rampage. There were pieces of gladiators everywhere. Scorch marks decorated the walls and the floor, alongside the scratch marks from Keira’s sword.
Keira snorted quietly. Shira always managed to cheer her up. “Why are you sitting over here with you face in your hands?” Shira’s face, which had gone down in color, immediately flushed again, vigorously rubbing her face with her hands.
“I held Lana. For like a good fifteen minutes. I refused to let her down while we were walking through the castle. I’m embarrassed and giddy. I got to hold that beautiful woman. God, Keira, she’s so thin and lithe. She looks bony but in actuality she is so soft. I want to hold her again. To feel her in my arms, where she belongs. I cradled that woman in my arms, and she’s going to remember it.” Shira smirked slightly at the last comment and laughed as Keira huffed and started to walk away.
“It took you an hour to figure that out. I thought you were supposed to be the smart one out of us.”
Shira scoffed. “Now you know that’s not true. That’s what we have Pidge for.”
Keira laughed and when she reached the doors of the communal showers she turned to look at her lover. “You coming?” She said with a suggestive smile. She snorted when Shira scrambled to get up and get over to her. Shira’s arms came around her and her mouth started to kiss along her neck. Keira dropped her head to one side to give Shira more access and moaned when she began to leave a hickey on one of her sweet spots.
Shira licked over the bruise one last time before she turned Keira around, picked her up by her ass and slammed her into the nearest wall. When their lips locked, sparks flew and they fought each other for dominance that Shira won. God, this never gets old; was the last coherent thought that Shira had before she lost herself to the wonders of Keira Kogane.
