Some Love Story.

Chapter Three

"C'mon, she can't be that picky!" Lotor laughed, looking over Pidge's shoulder and giving her the occasional smooch. His language had gotten much more casual and earth like when the two were alone, well, besides the accent but Pidge found it quite adorable.

"She is! She won't let just anyone fly her." Pidge purred proudly, obviously pleased with how she'd been chosen by her lion rather than anyone else.

"Oh, please. Let me try." Lotor insisted, a smile on his face.

"She won't let you fly her." Pidge giggled, having Green come to a stop before getting up.

"I know," Lotor grinned, scooping Pidge up and pressing a firm kiss to her mouth.

Pidge smiled brightly, wrapping her arms around him and letting Lotor slide his hands down her armor and to the fabric part of her uniform.

His hands settled right on her butt, tugging her closer and squeezing.

Pidge had learned very quickly into their sexual misadventures that Lotor was definitely an ass man.

Any chance to touch, grope, grind or squeeze, he took without hesitation.

Pidge squeaked as he flipped her around, having Pidge pushed against the back of the piloting seat while he pushed his hips up against hers.

"Oi," Pidge huffed, gripping the edge of the chair tightly.
"What's my one rule? No sex in the lion."

"Katieeee, why not?" Lotor pouted, still letting his hands wander.

"Because she's sentient!" Pidge scoffed, "It's rude!"

"Right, right," Lotor sighed, pulling away and giving her another quick kiss.
"My apologies to you, miss Green Lion."

"She likes it when you call her that," Pidge smiled, leaning against Lotor as he wrapped an arm around her.

"Good, she's a very important lioness." Lotor chuckled, pressing a kiss to her temple.
"With a very important Paladin."

"Flattery will get you everywhere," Pidge purred, nuzzling into his side with a content sigh.

Lotor could help but sigh with a smile, squeezing her lightly.

He truly did have feelings for the small Paladin, some might even call it love.

He wanted to take her away from the war to a place he knew she'd be safe, hold her tight during the day and not have to hide away from prying eyes.

He wanted to figure out a way to expand her life, make her age like he did and have her with him until the end of time.

He wanted to settle down, rebuild the empire and make her his empress so she could have the life she deserved.

"What are you thinkin' about?" Pidge asked, wrapping her arms around Lotor and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"Sorry, my mind wanders." Lotor chuckled, cupping her face in his hand, "but it wanders to you, and how much I want to take you away from this war."

Lotor couldn't help but revel at the warm light in her eyes or the soft smile she gave when she heard him talk about that.

"Really?" Pidge murmured, looking up at him in wonder. She hadn't given much thought to their future, she'd been far too worried about the current war they were fighting. Worrying about whether she'd survive the next day.

"Of course, love." Lotor purred, pressing kisses to the freckles littered across her cheeks.
"When the fight is done, and we're free to do as we please, I'm going to take you somewhere. Somewhere beautiful and safe."