~Keith’s POV~
I paced outside of the pod room and sigh, waiting for Lance’s memories to be returned. He walks out of the room and smiles at me.
“You’re so wonderful…” He whispers, hugging me.
“Thank you for thinking about getting my memories back.” Lance says as he scoops me into his arms.
“Wh-where are you taking me?” I stutter.
“Our room. They gave me a weird medicine and now I’m horny as fuck.” He states bluntly.
“Then let’s go~” I say, kissing his pointed ear. He shudders and pins me against a wall, kissing my neck roughly. I moan softly, my fingers tangling in his white hair. His hands grip my thighs roughly as he grinds his clothed tent against my ass. I moan louder, my eyes darting around to see if anyone was around.
“L-Lance… someone could see…” I whisper.
“I don’t care. I need you, now.~” He whispers huskily, nipping at my ear lobe. He grinds harder, undoing my pants and pulling them down to about mid-thigh along with my boxers. He then undoes his own pants and frees his cock, rubbing the tip against my hole. I moan softly.
“Mnh, Lance, fuck me…” I moan.
“Without prep baby?” He whispers. I nod.
“Just fuck me.” I whisper, looking into his deep blue eyes. He groans softly and pushes into me slowly, earning a loud moan from me.
“Mnh, baby.” He moans, pushing in all the way. I moan, feeling a slight sting from the stretch.
“So tight baby.” I moan softly from the praise and lean into his shoulder, kissing his neck. He moans and starts to thrust roughly, his cock pounding into me. I mewl, scratching at his back.
“D-deeper!” I shout, biting into his shirt to muffle the noises I was making. He thrusts deeper into me, his fingers digging into my hips. He angled himself differently and gave a harsh thrust, making me scream loudly.
“Th-there!!” I scream, arching my back. He smirks and hits that spot over and over again, his hands gripping my hips. I moan loudly and grip his shoulders, burying my face into his collarbone. Lance’s grunts and moans filled my ears as he thrusted in deeper, his teeth sinking into my neck. I cry out, my back arched up as I clench around him tightly, feeling him hit my prostate again.
“Mnh, baby. I’m gonna cum~” He moans.
“M-me t-too!” I mewl, my nails raking down his back. Lance thrusts deeply into me, cumming. I arch my back and cum all over my lower stomach. I mewl softly at the feeling of his cum spreading through me. Lance swipes a finger across my stomach and lifts it to his lips, licking my cum off of it. I blush, watching him. He continued cleaning off my stomach before kissing my neck gently. I place a hand on my lower stomach, feeling the warmth of his cum deep inside of me. He pulls out of me and I whine, feeling some of his cum drip out of my hole. I pant and look at him.
“I’ll clean up. Then we can go again. Okay baby?” He asks. I nod and let him carry me to my room. He laid me on the bed and kissed the bite mark on my neck, making me moan softly.
“I’ll be back soon.” He whispers.
“Okay.” I mumble, watching him.
~Timeskip! Three Months Later!~
I groan as my stomach rid itself of its contents once again. Lance rubbed my back and kissed my nape gently.
“Baby, you really should get a scan done. This sickness is really starting to worry me.” He whispers to me when I leaned back. I shake my head. I knew why I was throwing up. I know why. I already tried to get rid of it… I couldn’t bring myself to. I need to tell Lance so he could stop asking me to get a scan done. I stand up and use some mouthwash to get the taste out of my mouth. I rinse and spit before walking to our bed. I sit down on it and look at Lance.
“Keith, baby, is there something you’re not telling me?” He asks. I take a deep breath and let it out.
“L-Lance… y-you know how, a few months ago… when we… y’know…” I whisper. He nods.
“Yes. I know.”
“W-well… I-I didn’t think it w-would ever happen t-to me b-but… um… I’m p-pregnant.” I whisper, my voice barely audible.
“Wh-what?” Lance stutters.
“I-I’m p-pregnant.” I say, my voice a bit louder.
“You’re pregnant?!” He asks loudly.
“ISN’T THAT WHAT I JUST SAID?!” I shout, looking at him, clearly distressed. He shakes his head and steps back.
“I’m too young to be a parent. I-I’m not ready.” He whispers, backing away. I look away.
“I-I understand…” I whisper, looking back at Lance. He turned and left the room, running away from me. I sniffle and hug myself tightly as I rock myself slowly.
“H-he left me…” I whimper, rubbing my tummy.
“H-he left me.” I repeat, sobbing now.
A couple hours later, I walked out of my room and to the medical bay where I found Coran. He looked at me.
“Ah, Keith, how are you feeling?” He asks. I take a shakey breath.
“N-not well Coran… c-could you d-do a scan on me please?” I whisper.
“Of course. Hop up on the examination table and relax. It’ll only take a dobosh.” He says. I lay down on the table and try my best to relax, feeling a slight warmth when the scan washed over me. Coran pulled up a holo-screen and I looked at the scan results. I look at my abdomen, seeing two little dots. I gasp and cover my mouth.
“Keith, are you pregnant?” Coran asks. I nod.
“P-please don’t tell anyone… I-I’ve already told Lance…” I whisper.
“Is he the father?”
“Yes… Biologically… he left me.” I whimper.
“Are you going to keep the children?”
“Yes… I am…” I whisper, looking at him.
“I could always perform an abortion.”
“No! Out of the question!” I shout, standing up. I look Coran in the eye.
“I am keeping these babies. I will raise them alone. I don’t care what everyone else thinks. If anything I’ll take a pod and raise them on the nearest habitable planet.” I say, turning and walking away.
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Chapter 9! And there's Mpreg! Yay! Hope you enjoyed!
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FanficLance McClain, blue paladin of Voltron, sharpshooter, has caught the Hanahaki disease. All thanks to a boy named Keith. Trigger Warning! (Will turn out happy in the end) THIS BOOK IS NO LONGER BEING UPDATED! IT IS NOT COMPLETED! Nothing bad happene...