Voltron Oneshots (Klance), by moongirlel ✔️

Save Me, My Alpha

Context: AOB AU.
Omega! Keith
Alpha! Lance

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"NO, KEITH! Don't you dare touch him!" Lance screamed from across the cell-like room, hands chained behind him - like a dog.

' So, you're probably wondering what's happening right now...Well firstly, we were fighting the Galra and we got caught in one of Zarcon's ships, and now one of the Alphas thinks they can torture Keith infront of us! '

"You must be one good alpha, black paladin. Being so concerned for your mate." Lotor chuckled. He held Keith close to his chest, with a gun to his head.

Lance glared at Lotor with daggers for eyes. "Try me motherfucker, and you'll regret it."

"Aw, how sweet." Lotor pouted at Lance, tighten his grip around Keith's neck. "Do you hear that, Keith? Lance doesn't want anything to happen to you."

Keith's hands found their way up to Lotor's arm, scratching at it to make him let go. "S...stop...plea...se..." He whimpered, which triggered Lance.

"STOP!!! HE TOLD YOU TO STOP, PLEASE! DO ANYTHING TO ME, LEAVE KEITH ALONE!" Lance pulled violently on the chains, which ended up scratching his skin, until the point where they got burn marks.

Lotor grinned, "I guess we could always experiment on Keith, and 'accidently' make him mine if I really wanted."

Keith hitched his breath as he was running out of air. Tears swelling up in his eyes, as he kept eye contact with Lance and mouthed 'I love you' over and over again.

Suddenly he was thrown onto the ground violently in front of Lance. Keith gasped and choked, feeling around his neck at the very obvious strangle line.

"If I am going to breed you I'll have to keep you alive." Lotor lowered his weapon. Leaving, he closed the door behind him.

The echo off the metal door getting locked was clearly heard from both sides.

"Keith! Cariño, are you okay?!" Lance shuffled up to Keith, watching him slowly turn his head towards him.

"Y...eah...I'm f-fine. Lance?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't let him breed me, please. I don't want children with him. No, no, don't let up please..."

Lance dropped his head, droplets of water ran down his face and hit the concrete floor.

Silence filled the room. Keith gentle moved himself beside Lance laying his head on his chest and holding him close. He proceeded to recite the same sentences over and over. "I don't wanna go, please. I don't wanna leave my alpha. Don't let him take me Lance..."

A blood curdling scream came from down the hall. Lance snapped up his head up in alarm.
"GET AWAY FROM PIDGE! OH PLEASE, STOP!"

"That's hunk's voice..." Keith whispered in a shaking voice, clinging onto Lance's top which he was forced to wear by the Galra. A purple ripped one. Keith wore one too, along with some "shorts".

"Don't touch me!" Pidge yelled, and it sounded like she'd been getting dragged down the hallway as their voices passed the door. "What are you doing?! Get off me!"

"We're going to make use of you. My father has designed a poison which increases an omega's chance of getting pregnant by two hundred percent. That's enough to have twins, if not triplets. So, we're going to have some fun." Lotor laughed, the laughter faded to the sound of a large lab door slamming shut.

Keith sobbed quietly into Lance's neck while they leaned against the wall. "Are we gonna die?"

Lance looked at Keith with wide eyes, even he thought these questions and requests were too weak - even for Keith. "I..."

The Cuban closed his mouth, not wanted to say the possible truth. "I hope not, but if it's true. Keith, I love you. And I'm sorry for telling you how much of an awful omega you were when we first met, you're a perfect one and you're the best mate I could have ever asked for." A sad smile was shown on his face now.

Bang.

Keith shook his head frantically, "No, no no. I love you too, Lance. Please do anything to protect me now."

Click.

Lance turned their position around so Keith was straddling his waist and sitting between his legs; up against the wall in the corner.

"Time for fun now, Keith." Lotor opened the door and glared at how Lance's back was to him, Keith's arms rapped around.

Keith burred his face in Lance's chest once again, taking in the sent of his alpha one last time.

"Who gave you the right-" Lotor stormed up to them and whacked  Lance out off the way with the end off his gun, knocking him out.

As he grabbed Keith by both of his arms, Lance opened his eyes slightly - unable to move anything else.
"Lance! LANCE! HELP ME! MY ALPHA! LANCE!!!"

Bang.

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