Maybe, if it isn't too much trouble 42, with Zarkon/Lance?
“Can I stay with you tonight?” Lance asked much to Zarkon’s surprise.
This…whatever “this” was between them doesn’t work that way. Once the sex is over, Lance goes back to his own room.
Zarkon opened his mouth, ready to deny Lance’s request, but as the human held the red bed sheet closer to his body and looked at Zarkon with pleading eyes, the Emperor found it hard to say ‘no’.
“Fine.” He sighed. “But just this once.”













