First Times.

The Very First.

Katie Holt had been with Keith for years.
Since she was 16, and he was 18. Katie was going on 19, and Keith, 21.

They worked hard to keep their relationship as normal as possible, which was a hassle considering the circumstances they were in.

Even their confession to each other had been unusual due to their circumstances. It was Katie falling out of a healing pod, Keith catching her, and them both crying as they told each other how they felt.

Keith had taken her out on a date as soon as possible, wanting to give Katie as much of a normal relationship experience as possible.

Though, their date did consist of them stargazing at an unfamiliar galaxy from the bridge. It was nice despite that, food Keith had worked hard on with help from Hunk and a nice comfortable spot to sit that Katie made out of all the blankets and pillows she could snag.

It was sweet and cozy, something so small that meant more than anything else to them at that moment.

Katie had always though that falling in love with a comrade during a war was just some movie troupe. They were there to fight and to win afterall, but the moment that she heard Keith yell her name, Katie, when they had finished a fight and he couldn't find her, Katie knew love was the only thing that could possibly describe what she was feeling.

That didn't stop their relationship from moving at a snails pace though. It took them nine months just to give each other a quick peck, and at that point the others were wondering if the two were even still together.

They were, very much so, still together. Keith had realized very early on that Katie was about as shy with affection as she was excited about robots. She was still so young, never had any romantic experience, and certainly didn't have any in terms of intimate situations.

Keith had plenty, most of it through a flurry of bad decisions he'd made while in the thick of his grief and anger in his early teenage years. He still shuddered when he thought about the pregnancy scare a girl had pulled on him to try and get him to be with her during the time Shiro was missing.

Katie knew about it, and it clearly made her nervous. Keith had assured her that they'd move at her pace though, take their time and only do things when she was comfortable and ready.

They'd waited almost a year to move into a room together, because quite frankly the tiny bed in Keith's room wasn't cutting it anymore. It was big, had a large bed, and it's own bathroom. They still waited almost another three months to take a shower together.

Katie was hesitant with groping, at least on her. Getting to the point they were at where make outs and some heavy petting were normal took three years and lots of reassurances that Katie wasn't required to do anything and Keith was happy no matter what.

That didn't stop him from wondering if he was doing something wrong.

He loved Katie to death, and wanted nothing more than to make her happy. He knew that she seemed to want sex as well, she'd made a few advancements of her own but always ended up shying away after Keith's hands were on her.

What if she was scared of him? Keith had begun to show more Galra traits since he started his training with the blades. Not to mention he'd definitely bulked up thanks to Kolivan working him halfway to death.

Katie had sparred with him before, she'd never come close to winning. Maybe that was making her afraid of what Keith would do in bed.

It was bugging him. A lot.

Keith knew that 'my girlfriend and I don't have sex and I'm horny' was such a stupid issue to be worrying over when they were in the middle of a war, but damnit he was just a guy who had some weird alien genetics in him that made all of his desires so much more intense.