Heart of Gold and Fists of Steel (dragovianknight) wrote in 80sficpicalooza, @ 2008-05-01 20:54:00 |
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"Well Keith, I must admit that I'd always hoped to have Princess Allura in this position." Lotor paced a slow circle around the leader of the Voltron Force. "But I suppose you will do for now."
Keith glared at his captor.
Lotor chuckled. "No threats, commander? No words of defiance?" He dangled a key in front of Keith's eyes. "Then again, I suppose you'd need to unlock that gag first, wouldn't you?"
The chuckle grew into a laugh, and Lotor closed the key in his fist again, savoring his power over his captive. His other hand settled on Keith's bare thigh, squeezing; he felt muscles tense beneath his palm as Keith vainly fought the bonds holding him spread-eagle on the bed.
Lotor waited until Keith's struggles stilled, then he let his hand slide along sweat-slick skin, fascinated by the contrast between the human's pink flush and his own pale blue. Still, some things were the same between their species, and when his hand curled around the limp flesh between Keith's legs even the gag couldn't completely muffle the commander's bellow of protest.
"As I was saying," he smirked, "I had hoped to have the princess."
A simple voice command, and the bonds reconfigured themselves, until Keith's legs were bent and spread, heels nearly touching what Lotor had to admit was a nicely formed ass. Lotor released Keith to unfasten the front of his uniform, sighing with relief as he stroked his aching erection.
"I could make this easier on you," he said as he knelt on the bed and positioned himself. "But you've been such a thorn in my side for so long, I see no reason to."
He pushed in with one hard thrust, and smiled to find the gag also did little to muffle Keith's screams.