Klance fluff//angst//smut

Part two of forbiddon love

I wasn't going to make a part two of this, because I kind of got bored of the idea, and then I was looking though my messages on here and realized that some people really enjoyed the first part, and when I went back and re-read it I got pissed because there wasn't another part, and now we're here

I just really like making Keith be in pain don't I?

Keith's pov~
I sighed, leaning my head on the window, watching as the houses got bigger and bigger. It was... intimidating to say the least. My house was tiny compared to these houses, much less a fücking mansion-er castle.

I felt Pidge tap on my shoulder and sat up, looking over at her, "This is fücking terrifying... what if we aren't classy enough or some Shït?" She whispered to me, worry clear on her face.

I gave her a soft smile whispering back, "we'll figure it out babe, we always do." (Sorry I just like the thought of Keith calling Pidge babe even though they aren't dating)

She sighed, laying her head down on my shoulder, and I wrapped my arm around her waist.

I went back to looking out the window, until I saw us pull into a driveway, and looked over at pidge in worry, seeing her asleep. I gulped as we came to a complete stop, the door opening. Kimberly walking over, "Pidge fell asleep..." I mumbled, pulling her onto my lap before stepping out. She shoved her face in my neck, wrapping her arms and legs around me.

Placing my hands under her thighs I looked at Kim, who looked slightly worried, "I never told Alfor I was bringing anyone over... plus you two clearly aren't royalty... so he might get suspicious......" she mumbled, deep in thought, "it wouldn't be good to go in there with you holding a sleeping pidge in your arms— by the way is there anything else more... girly we can call her? Not to be rude but, my husband.... isn't fond of when girls have guys names and other stuff because he just assumes they're trans..."

"Ah, we can call her by her real name, Katie." Kim nodded, and I sighed, dropping pidges legs making her groan, dropping to the floor(on her feet) and gripping my shirt for dear life. I caught her.

"You jerk!"

"Bitch." She glared, before sighing. "We're here by the way, and we're gunna have to call you by your real name. Sooo keep that in mind." She groaned but nodded, turning to face Kim.

"Are you two ready?" We both nodded, following her to the grand door, which was then opened by two pretty big(and sexy) men. She walked gracefully through the rooms, weaving through doors upon doors, before freezing, signaling for us to stop and be quiet, "Alfor... what is... she doing here?" She asked, looking very tense.

"I'm trying to get Lance to talk to her! But he refused." He sounding pissed, voice husky and hard. "I believe that she would make a lovely Queen."

She sighed, shaking her head, "So you will set your son up, just as your father set you up, into a marriage you never wanted to be in?" Her voice was just as light as her footsteps.

"That's in the past-!"

"Except this is LANCES future! Not yours!" She snapped, voice sharp, "You May want the hag but that doesn't mean Lance will! Besides. I've already found someone Lance ACTUALLY found interest in!" She sounded like an angry wolf, growling like she'd kill him if he says the wrong thing.