Decade {Lotor X Reader}

Chapter 11

In Y/n's POV

Basic Key
(Y/n)= Your Name
(F/c)= Favorite Color
(H/c)= Hair Color

The next morning came, and Lance was in front of me as I was cupping his face in my hands.

"Lance . . . what the quiznak are you doing in my room? What time is it even?" I asked, squinting my eyes at the Cuban.

"What are YOU doing with my face?! Anyway, it's like 9AM, (Y/n), Allura sent me here to get you up for breakfast. Also, your face is red as a beet. Are you hot or something?" said Lance, getting away from my bed to exit my room.

"Uh, what? Yeah, whatever, I'll be there in a moment. Lemme just wake up first . . ." I yawned, stretching my arms and legs as I stood up from my bed.

"Whatever," replied Lance, playfully sticking his tongue out.

Is my face really THAT red?

I walked over to the mirror and looked at my tired face. Oh quiznak, Lance was right! My face is red as a beet! Maybe even redder than when Shiro was dared to eat a ghost chilli pepper when we were younger! And his face was SO RED.

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Sitting down on my bed, a couple of hands wrapped around my clothed body. Resting at my shoulders, their breath seemed hitched and deep as it was hitting the nape of my neck. I couldn't see anything as some sort of fabric was tied around my eyes, preventing me from seeing anything except darkness.

"Would you let me own you now," a voice called out softly. It was a low pitch, almost like a begging sort of tone. But when they said the last word of the sentence, I knew exactly who it was. No jokes, no tricks.

"Darling?"

Slowly nodding my head, he pushed me up against (what I assumed) was my wall, pinning my hands up with his right, and he started to unbutton my (f/c) shirt slowly with his left, making me whimper under his touch. As he finally threw the article of clothing aside, next came the white T-shirt I was wearing underneath, and then my pants. Afterwards, I was only left in my bra and underwear, along with the fabric holding me back of my vision. I felt . . . cold and exposed. That was until a pair of lips were close to mine, about an inch or so away.

"May I kiss you? Or is that against your wishes?" he said, a bit of anxiety present in his voice.

Chuckling lightly, I replied, "Of course you can."

He let go of my hands and in a matter of moments I then felt his lips on mine. They were soft and just perfect. As I cupped his face in my hands, I started to kiss back gently, never wanting this moment to end.

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". . . Woah." I squeaked, a bright blush on my face, making it go darker than before (if that was even possible).

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As I walked to the dining room, everyone was there, everyone including Lotor. Wow. That's a first.