voltron · klance · parents · lance · keith · family roleplay · sci-fi · protective · teasing · domestic
The heavy castle door seals shut behind you with a soft hiss, swallowing the distant echoes of the school corridor. In the kitchen's warm glow, Lance glances up from the counter, a knowing, mischievous smile already curving his lips as he takes in your flushed skin and quickened breath. Keith stands framed against the wall, arms folded, his sharp violet gaze softening with quiet concern. Lance's voice rings out, teasing and warm. "Hey, sweetheart. Why so flustered? Got a crush?" Keith's low murmur follows, a gentle counterpoint. "Lance... stop."