Voltron Short-Part 2

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“You got layed~” Pidge teases when Shiro walks in, his hair dripping on to his wife beater while his pants were very obviously done by not him, just like the small bites on his neck. “You should see Mira, I’m pretty sure I made her purple,” Shiro mutters, feeling a little bad for the bruises on her hip from holding her up with only one hand, but proud of the hickies on her neck and chest.

“Maybe I wanted to look freshly fucked,” Mira snickers, stepping in despite her attire of a bandeau and Shiro's boxers. “You’re disgusting,” Hunk says and Mira shrugs, “I’m a mother of three, I get to be. Also, I put all of my marks, here,” She then proceeded to grab her mates inner thighs, making him tense and everyone else scrunch their nose.

“I mainly did that to tease, but the Admiral is also watching the cameras right now, so I wanted to give her a little show,” The mother shrugs, sending a wink to the camera and plopping into a stray chair. “Between the two of you, I don’t know how your kids will turn out,” Iverson mutters, stomping in. “They’ll respect who they need to, but pretentious assholes do not need respect. Now, what are you wearing to your date tonight?” Iverson freezes, slowly spinning around and staring at Mira, “What date?”

“Oh please! That man looks at my vagina and boobs so he can approve me for movement, I have access to all of his life if I want it! He told me after he gave me permission to have sex again,” The exclaims before her face falls, “Coran is probably invading my makeup as we speak,”