Only willing submission
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"I imagine a few of our guests will become a bit handsy. If you can't handle that you'll come to me, understand ?"
"And what will you do ? Fight for my honour ? Or my hand perhaps ?" Lance snorted.
"You have no honour, you are my war spoils, my price, if they treat you without respect it is me they dishonour."
"... That was weirdly reassuring for a declaration of enslavement."
this was so not what i intended to write lol ^^'
i wrote it over a couple of nights from 1am to 6am typically, so bear with me
this is from Lance's pov, where Lotor is just really flexing the power he holds over him while also wanting something from Lance. will Lance comply with his arch nemesis ???????
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