Voltron One Shots

Last Night With You

A/N: This is loosely based off of an Adele song that I can't remember the name of.

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Tomorrow is the biggest attack that Voltron has ever organized. This is it. They were finally going to take down the Galra empire. Everyone was nervous. No one spoke during dinner. This is the whole reason they're here. After this, no matter how it ends, it was all over. Either the Galra fell, or Voltron was going to go down fighting.

Confessions are something that generally follow the announcement of imminent death. So, that's what Keith decided to do. He was going to confess.

"Lance," he began, cornering before he headed to his room.

"Yeah?" Keith was losing his nerve. Now that Lance was in front of him he wasn't sure he could do it. "What is it?" he asked impatiently. They didn't have much time. They couldn't waste even a second.

"I have to confess something to you" Lance frowned.

"Why?"

"Because of tomorrow" Keith explained. "We don't know how--" Lance cut him off, waving his hand.

"Stop. Everything's going to be fine tomorrow. Save your confession for after" he tried to move past Keith, but he gripped his shoulders.

"Lance, we have no idea what's going to happen tomorrow. We could all die. I can't leave you with the knowledge that tomorrow one or both of us might be dead and you'll never know" Lance sighed.

"Alright, fine What is it?"

"I- I want to have sex with you" Lance's eyes widened comically.

"Wh- What? No!" he said instantly. Keith held him firmly in place.

"Wait, listen to me!" he said as Lance struggled against his grip but finally gave up and listened to Keith. "Tomorrow might be our last night together, whether we live or not. And we might die, Lance" Keith stressed.

"Okay, but why does that mean we should have sex?" Lance asked.

"Because we might die tomorrow" Keith repeated. Lance shook his head, still not getting it. Keith blew out a frustrated breath. "Okay, listen, I've thought you were attractive for a long time. And while I don't know how you feel about me..." Lance stayed silent, not making eye contact. "Well, I don't know how you fell about me. But based on the fact that you haven't pushed me away yet I'd say that you're not completely opposed to the idea of sleeping with me"

"I don't know..." Lance hesitated.

"Please," Keith pleaded. "This might be the last night we have in this life. I don't know how you feel about me, but at least let me have this. Let me have this one night. We can have this one night" Lance still wasn't convinced. "Lance, I'm scared, okay? I admit it. I'm fucking terrified that I'm going to die tomorrow. I'm scared that you- that you're going to die tomorrow. I'm scared for all of us" he loosened his grip on Lance. "That's why I think we should do this. We shouldn't spend our last hours alone and scared" Lance considered his proposition. He agreed with Keith, they shouldn't spend their last few hours worried about the future.

"We're all scared, Keith. None of us are alone in this. We're all together" Lance told him. "And you're right. We shouldn't spend tonight alone. But... are you really sure that we should sleep together?" he asked. Keith peered up at him with his bright eyes.

"I'm sure" he licked his lips.

"Just one night?"

"That's all I ask" Lance closed his eyes for a moment and then ducked his head and kissed him. Keith let out a breath in surprise, but quickly recovered. He pushed his mouth back against Lance's. Lance tangled his fingers in Keith's hair and pushed him back against the wall. Their limbs tangled as they kissed. Lance pulled back from Keith after a minute, Keith chased his lips with a pout. He leaned back.

"Is- is that a yes?" Keith asked, out of breath.

"If we don't have tomorrow, at least we have tonight" he repeated what Keith said earlier. Keith nodded pulled Lance back down into a kiss. Lance trailed his lips down and pressed them into a line of quick kisses down his jaw. Keith's breath hitched. He tugged helplessly at Lance's shirt, which he quickly discarded. Lance hook his arms around Keith and lifted him into his arms, Keith wrapping his legs around Lance's torso. They quickly moved into Lance's bed room, closing the door behind them.

They both know that no matter what happens tomorrow, at least they had tonight.