Red Force Constellation

*Hisses.*

“Whoo…” Keith rose both hands in the air as he took a step back. He moved slowly. Trying to show that he wasn’t dangerous. He wasn’t going to hurt this… Beast? No. Not a beast but something that, to Keith, seemed scared.“I’m not going to hurt you. I promise.” The raven haired male spoke softly before looking around the area. Eyes landing on the heavy duty padlock on the cage door.“You’re… Not going to hurt me either are you?” He questioned looking back at the larger being.

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panickypaladin:

The beast wasn’t answering. He huffed through his broad nose and crinkled it with distaste. This wasn’t a job. This was slave trading. They were definitely going to chain him up in some sort of hell hole where he would have to drag some giant mill or something. Or work an anvil until he dropped down dead from exhaustion. Or maybe they were from some sort of arena! Maybe they would push him into a ring and watch as he was torn apart by some wandering heroes for some coin. Make a spectacle out of him. He pulled back from the bars of the cage.

His knuckles hit the floor as he lowered himself down. His ears lay flat against his head in mistrust and anger. He din’t want to speak. He just wanted to get out and run away and go back to the forest and his den and hide. He would heal just fine on his own. He was a bugbear. He was the sturdy type.

No matter how angry he was with these people he didn’t move to make any sort of attack on this new guy. This was the only one that had even offered him the barest amount of attention. And if he could get out or some food or anything… any information… The big beast stayed quiet and on the ground. His mane standing on edge with suspicion. His tusks gleamed a bit in the dark. He had means to defend himself if this guy turned out to be an asshole.

Keith frowned when there was no reply. His brows pulled together in thoughtful worry. This beast was different from the others that he had been pulled in to care for. This one seemed more human and something told Keith there was a good chance he was able to speak. Of course he couldn’t tell for sure but he felt like the larger male understood him. He was also surprised that he hadn’t tried to attack him. “Okay how about this. I go get you a good steak and we can talk? Or I’ll talk. How does that sound?” The raven haired male finely suggested watching for any reaction. He certainly was not going to follow the order of feeding this one dog food. He was too humanoid. It didn’t seem right. “I’ll be back so… Just…” Just what? Relax? He had been captured and probably hurt. “I’ll be back.” Keith sighed. Maybe some food would help the other to trust him? At least enough to let him make sure he wasn’t too badly wounded. Moving away Keith headed for the door. He was pretty sure there was something he could use in the kitchen.

tarnishedluminary:

| “Demon studies?” He hadn’t heard of too many students taking that particular course, but it wasn’t unheard of. “That’s one you have to be careful with. If you don’t follow the protocols in most spells, you may end up like me one day.”

Shiro pushed up his sleeve to expose the said demon arm. The blackened skin encompassed the entirety of his arm to midway of his bicep and his fingernails were sharp like claws. However, there was something strange this time. Multiple thin rings of red encompassed his arm, almost as if thread had been tied to it, and it was glowing. He’s rather alarmed by the threads, but he’s more alarmed as he follows them and they connect to Keith.

“You- just what magic have you been up to?”

“Is that what happened to you?” Keith wonders. Curious. Did Shiro have that demon arm because something had gone wrong with a spell? Being told to be careful with spells was nothing new. But accidents did happen. When Shiro bared the arm Keith couldn’t help but move closer. Slipping off the couch and stepping towards the man as his gaze curiously examined the blackened skin. Did all demons look like that or was this because it was attached to a human? Keith did see the thin red rings around the arm but he had never seen a demonic arm before so honestly he didn’t think it was anything out of the ordinary for such a thing. It wasn’t til he came closer and thoughtlessly reached for the arm that he noticed the actual strings. Dark blue gray eyes grew wide in shock as he rose his hand a bit watching the strings follow. “What?” Keith looked up at the teacher at his words. What magic? Him? Oh no. No he couldn’t tell Shiro about his attempts at demon summoning. There was no way that had any connection to this! ... Right?” “Nothing! I... I haven’t done anything.”

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oceanbluepaladin:

“You want me to stop teasing? All you have to do is say the magic word.” and after that, he wraps his lips around the head of Keith’s cock, giving an exaggerated moan as he sucks him down, swirling his tongue around the head.

He looks at him through half-lidded eyes before closing them in concentration, taking him in more, hollowing his cheeks to put pressure around his cock.

Even if he does more, with his hands wrapped around the base of his cock like that, there is no way that Keith will cum. He’ll just focus on making him feel as good as possible till the other man realizes that.

“S... Shit...!” Keith moans. Arching his back as his hands give a firm tug on Lance’s hair. His resistance is failing. Keith can feel himself coming apart under skilled lips and determined hands. How is he supposed to resist? He’s fighting so hard to keep his pride but Lance is breaking him. His moans quickly getting louder and honestly it’s embarrassing how quickly Lance manages to break him. Keith can’t keep himself still. His hips jerking forward towards Lance’s warm mouth and his fingers in that chocolate hair trying to pull him closer. “Fuck! Lance! PLEASE!”

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oceanbluepaladin:

“Mmhmm..” Indeed they did, and Lance just wanted to sleep for forever. When Keith leaned in, he wrapped an arm around him, hand slipping up his shirt to touch the skin of his side, where his wounds used to be.

“I tried my best…” he bumps his head against Keith’s neck, snuffling against his neck to take in his scent, calming his nerves.

“I’m sorry. For being snappy at Shiro. And growling.” He sighs. “That’s…it’s not who I am. You know that, right?” his voice is soft and unsure. He really does just want to go nap, but he needs to get that out first.

Keith shivered at the touch to his side. There were still some redness and marks left after the wound and it was probably going to leave some scaring. That meant the area was still sensitive and healing and adding to that his post heat sensitivity... Well that touch was probably doing a lot more to Keith than what Lance was intending. It felt nice though and Keith managed to keep his reaction to a heavy breath and a moment of closing his eyes before he glanced at Lance and tilted his head to let the alpha scent him. “You did good...” Keith couldn’t help a gentle smile. Lance was worried about that? “I know. It’s okay. I’m in my post heat... You might be extra protective the next few days... It’s normal right...?” Not that Keith had been with an alpha before to know but he had heard about this. Lance was his alpha it was normal for him to be protective and this was still new to both of them.

loverboi-langst

Mind Trap (A/O Au)

#loverboi-lancercp #voltron rp

loverboi-lancercp:

Lance held him close nuzzling. “Hey, it’s okay. If you react the same next time that’s okay, we’ll just try something else.” He chuckled. “What if I wore lipstick and just kissed you there each day?”

“Well Karma is a bitch… maybe it’s fate then. No matter what happened before, we have each now. We have a family right now that loves us, protects us. Our pack is this team, the family that was made for us to be in. I think that pretty beautiful. After everything, we have each other away from Earth.” He held the blanket tighter. “I love you Keith, we have our own ticks. What might work for me, might not be the same for you. That’s more than okay, I’ll be there for you no matter what… I mean we do have the lipstick idea.”

Keith hummed. Trying to figure out how to tell Lance that he didn’t want to react like that. That he wanted to be marked by Lance without freaking out. But then Lance mentioned lipstick and Keith blinked in surprise as he looked up at him. His cheeks a bright red. “Uh...” Lipstick!? Really Lance!? That was both silly and embarrassing. “M... Maybe you could do that... Without the lipstick?” The raven haired omega suggested instead. He did like the idea of Lance kissing his neck and getting him used to being touched there. But why lipstick!? He didn’t need big colorful spots to show the others. Although the mental image of Lance with bright red lips was pretty funny. Keith didn’t really believe in fate either. But there was something about the thought that they had gone through all that shit simply to find each other. They would be able to help each other now. Just knowing that all that hadn’t been in vain. It was nice. “Family... Our pack... Yeah I... I like that...” The red paladin hummed softly as he cuddled in to Lance again. His face near Lance’s as he watched him. “We’ll figure it out. We’ll help each other get better and we’ll be okay. Right?”

Anything you can do...

wxteriism

He smiled wearily, shoulders slumping as he appreciated Keith giving him the chance to back out. He had wanted nothing more than that. Only for Allura to step forward and shatter that sense of thankfulness.

“But Keith, if he resigns we will have no pilot for the Red Lion.” She then turns to Lance. “Shiro can no longer connect to the Black Lion, transferring his spirit had severed his bond to her.” She said and Shiro spoke up.

“But we can still find someone to take up Red. Allura, we shouldn’t force Lance to stay if he doesn’t want to.” He tried to say. Only for Hunk to speak.

“But what if we’re attacked before we can find anyone!? Lance we need you!” The Samoan boy said as he took one of Lance’s hands in his own. Lance felt a stab of guilt in his stomach and looked to Keith for help.

Keith was on his last straw here. He was already emotional after talking to Lance and that numb void of loss was still stuck inside him. Lance wasn’t the first to leave him and he wouldn’t be the last. Fighting out his mother hadn’t wanted to leave him but to protect him had helped Keith’s abandonment issues a lot but it still hurt seeing how eager Lance was to leave them. Or technically he was eager to stay but in the end it was the same result. “Look I don’t like it anymore than you do. But what do you suggest we do? We can’t force him to come with us if he’d rather stay. He doesn’t want to be a paladin anymore. We can’t change that!” Maybe Keith’s tone was a little higher pitched than it needed to be. More desperate than he wanted to admit. But what was he supposed to do? Why was Lance looking to him? Lance knew he didn’t like this. Keith thought he had made it pretty clear that he wanted Lance to stay with him. “We can’t ask him to do this. We’ll have to find another way...” What was he supposed to say? Keith wasn’t going to be the one to tell them what he had heard from Lance. The talk about how happy he had been dead. How long it had been for Lance. It was too much for Keith to really process as it was. “It’s Lance’s choice...”

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aporiven-blog

Welcome to the Darkside

#whatthecheeze #voltron rp

whathecheeze:

He snorted. “Course you don’t care.” He shrugged. “What’s a couple of broken rules when you’re the hotshot pilot right?” Rolling his eyes Lance laughed. “Oh man, the sad thing is I don’t think YOU think I will, Keith. But I will. I’d shoot you right now if it were my orders.”

He lowered his gun. “Lucky for you it’s not. In fact Lord Zarkon doesn’t even know you’re here. My crew is loyal and they won’t tell.”

Lance laughed harder now, but it was laced with a sharp bitterness that cut through the air. “Oh I see, you never MEAN to insult me do you Keith. Calling me idiot, stupid, shooting down EVERY plan I have. Always thinking you’re better than me, but that’s FINE right? Everyone thinks Keith can do no wrong.”

“I know you’re probably thinking about knocking me out, dragging me back to Red like a caveman. “My crew will hunt you down, and before I die I will press ONE button that will give them EVERYTHING they need to destroy Voltron. So I wouldn’t really press my luck, Keith.”

“You.” He spat. “Why? Why would you want me back? I only fuck everything up. You’ve said as much. So why would you want me back?”

This was it. This was Keith’s last chance. Lance might not kill him, but he sure the hell would walk away and never look back.

“It’s not about me!” Keith rolled his eyes. Why wasn’t Lance getting it? It was frustrating! How could Lance have gotten everything so wrong? To think they didn’t care. The red paladin could understand that Lance thought he didn’t care but Shiro? Pidge? Hunk!? How could he think they didn’t care? “What about the things you’ve called me? You havn’t exactly been innocent Lance!” Keith informed the brunette as he started to get aggravated. Their fights had always happened from both sides. One person aggravated the other. Lance had called it a rivaly. Keith... Keith wasn’t sure what they were but he certainly didn’t think as badly of Lance as Lance seemed to think he did. “And not all of your plans! Some of them were good...” Keith tried to remind Lance. Like that time at the Balmera. Lance was the one who had kept Keith cool through it. He was intending of reminding Lance of that but before he did that Lance was talking again, “Die!?” Lance was threatening to kill him not the other way around. All Keith wanted was to bring Lance back to the castle so they could figure this out. The fact that Lance was saying that he hadn’t let Zarkon know he was there was a good sign right? A sign that there was still some of the old Lance in there no matter what had caused this. “Lance, I... I’m sorry I’ve ever given you that impression. You are important to me. You’ve kept me from doing stupid things and I know I’m not the best at showing it... But I don’t think you fuck everything up. Come on at least give me a chance to show you this is all a misunderstanding!” No Keith didn’t think Lance would actually shoot him. But he was scared that Lance would get away from him. That he would walk away and they would never be able to find him again. That was why Keith had come here alone after all. Not wasting any time on double checking the information. And it had paid off. He had found Lance. This was more trouble than he had expected though and it didn’t look like Lance had any intention of coming with him home.

starspeckledkeith:

You’re my boyfriend, Keith. Honestly for a few ticks that was all that Keith was able to hear. Lance calling him his boyfriend. It was enough to color that red back on Keith’s cheeks in its own right. But adding the rest of what Lance was saying the raven haired paladin was completely floored. “Maybe I’ll slap you later just because you’re a jerk.” Keith huffed trying to hide how nervous and embarrassed he was. Instead squeezing his fingers gently around Lance’s as he slipped just a little bit closer to the brunette. Keith wanted to be with Lance. He wanted to be Lance’s and he wanted Lance to be his! That meant he had to face this and let the others know. Let the world know they belonged to each other. And that started with the paladin’s currently watching them. Honestly Keith could have sworn he saw a smirk on Pidge and Hunks faces… and maybe Shiro’s too? “I’m not denying anything.”

Lance just laughed at Keith’s rather violent quip back. It doesn’t scare him at all, just makes him relieved.

“Baby, you can slap me all you like behind closed doors. I should warn you though, I may like it.” he teases, pulling Keith’s hand up to his lips to press kisses to the knuckles.

This brings a gasp and a cheer from the Paladins behind them, but Lance doesn’t look at them, not yet. His eyes are all on Keith.

“Let’s go, boyfriend.” he teases, giving the man a bright grin before walking to the group.

Turns out, literally no one is surprised. Pidge and Hunk had apparently guessed it, and Allura’s Spying Space mice had caught Lance sneaking into Keith’s room on multiple occasions, not to mention the rare, secret kisses that they would share in the lounge-

Well, so much for a dramatic reveal.

Keith spluttered. Was Lance serious about that or messing with him? Honestly he had no way to know. Either way the idea of Lance liking him slapping him was enough to keep that flush firmly on Keith’s cheeks. Lance was going to be the death of him. Keith was sure all the blood rushing to his head would result in a cartoonish nose bleed and he would die in the dumbest way ever! The cheering from the paladin’s caused Keith to glance over briefly but his gaze quickly returned to Lance. For a moment the red paladin considered pulling his boyfriend in for a real kiss. If they were going to show the others they might as well do it right! But then Lance was moving and Keith followed. There was the comforting feeling of a heavy hand on his shoulder. Shiro’s voice besides him telling him it was about time and Keith huffed. Great. They had really all known? “I guess keeping secrets isn’t as much fun when Lance is part of it...” Might as well take his embarrassment out on his boyfriend.

Lance couldn’t take anymore.

He felt it, each cut, each blooming bruise against his skin, merely a phantom pain against his body, a small echo of what Keith was enduring.

He must have been in so much pain, all for the mission. Lance cursed the Blade of marmora under his breath, wished he’d asked-no, begged Keith to stay with him. Fuck the blade, fuck figuring out who you are, you should have stayed with me. Were some of the selfish thoughts echoing in his mind.

When he got to the base, instead of sneaking in he let out an almost animalistic howl and shot the front of the base. He’d rip the place up, tear it apart piece by piece to find his soulmate. He’d find the man who was hurting him and give it back to him tenfold, he’d make them all pay.

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Keith thought he might have passed out. He remembered the pain searing through his body and his muscles trembling with the strain. He remembered slumping in the chair growling, unfortunately not as intimidating as he had hoped, and a fist finding it’s way to his face. The next thing he knew he was blinking his eyes open and staring at his own knees. Vision blurry. He could feel the warmth of fresh blood on his temple and see it dripping off his face. Still fresh meant he couldn’t have been out for long. But he was alone. The tools from the table were laying on the floor now. Clearly the two galra had left in a hurry. And that’s when Keith was aware enough to notice it. The noise. Someone was attacking the base. Was that a roar he heard? Had the paladin’s come to get him!? Did this mean Lance was here!? Keith felt both relief and dread fill through him. The base was small. He had no worry that the paladin’s would make quick work of the place. But Keith was aware of his situation. If his tortures returned they might decide to take him out before he was saved. He would not put that past the galra. And even if the paladin’s got to him first there was no guarentee that they would get out. And Lance... Lance was going to be so upset with him.

Two knocks. Just two little knocks and all he had to do was wait. That was the hard part. Standing there waiting for the door to open. His hands gently clinging to the small package he was holding. It was simple enough. a plain white and blue box with a little blue bow on top. Held between his hands as he waited. A gift. What was inside? Well that was yet to be revealed. Just as the door opened Keith looked up. Eyes focusing in on the blue gaze that was revealed on the other side. Keith smiled. Reaching out to hold the package in front of him. “Happy birthday Lance.”

#IC #To all my lovely Lancey Lance's!#happy birthday #you beautiful boy.

I'm going to be occupied for a while.

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oceanbluepaladin:

His stiff shoulders and tense jaw quickly relaxed under the gentle touch of his omega. Keith’s fingers, just barely brushing against his neck caused tiny shivers to wrack his form, not to mention the soothing touches to his scent gland.

God, how did people possibly think that Alphas had all the power? Keith could turn him into putty at any second, just from his calming touch.

His brain whirs back to life when Keith says he’s going to come clean, worried that he was going to confess his secret, but then he mentions the wound on his side, the fractured wrist.

“Lance-” And suddenly Lance is thrown into the present, away from those days curled up in the tent, dressing Keith’s wounds between bouts of the most intense sex he’d ever had. He can only blink up at Shiro, tilting his head slightly. “-Great work. I really am proud of you. And Keith, I’m glad you’re okay. See you in two days. I’ll talk to Hunk about making your favorite meals for when you come back.”

Fuck. Yes. Lance grinned happily at the thought, the jealousy no longer there, if only for the moment.

“See you then. Tell him to make enough for seconds.” and then there were goodbyes, and Lance sheepishly ended the call.

Keith grew a little tense when Shiro addressed Lance like that. For a moment worried the larger alpha had misunderstood him. But hearing the praise towards Lance he smiled softly and relaxed. “See you soon Shiro.” Keith waved at the man before sighing as the call was ended. He did miss Shiro, and the others, but the idea of going back there smelling like an omega (An omega who just spent his heat with an alpha.) was frightening to him. “Well... We survived.” The raven haired omega hummed at Lance as he glanced to the alpha before leaning on him a little more. “You really did do well. There’s no pain left at all. Now, how about that nap?” Keith sure could use a little cuddling with Lance and sleep. Just for a bit.

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bardstardish

SHUT UP I LOVE THE HEADCANON THAT KEITH THOUGHT LANCES NAME WAS TAYLOR BECAUSE LANCE KEPT SAYING THEY CALL ME THE TAILOR THAT’S SO FUNNY COZ WHEN LANCE SAYS ‘UH THE NAMES LANCE’ KEITH JUST BLANKS BECAUSE WHO THE FUCK IS LANCE AND WHY DOES HE LOOK LIKE TAYLOR DJDJDJHDJJR

Anything you can do...

wxteriism

Pidge looked like she was on the verge of popping as Allura and Lance explained what had happened while Hunk clung to Lance’s arm and was burying his face in the boy’s neck as Lance patted his back. Just as they finished and Shiro had successfully pushed Keith back into the room, Pidge spoke up.

“When were you planning on telling us this?” She nearly screamed but somehow reeled back her voice. Lance frowned.

“If it had been my choice? Never. And I’d appreciate it if… If we kept this between us.” He shot Allura a pointed look. She just nodded.

Upon their return, Hunk looked up and immediately pointed at Shiro and then at Lance. “Tell him he can’t leave.”

Lance sighed. “Hunk…” He groaned and Shiro felt his mouth press in a line. He looked to Keith and nodded. Signaling that he was going to need some back up.