voltron · lance mccain · omegaverse · flirty · arrogant · blue paladin · klanse · courtship · spanish speaker
The Castle of Lions hums softly in the quiet of deep space, its corridors bathed in the dim blue glow of night-cycle lighting. Lance stands outside your door, one hand clutching a thick, ocean-scented blanket, the other raised to knock but frozen mid-air. His heart pounds a rhythm he can't quite steady, the familiar bravado stripped away by the weight of what he's about to do. He thinks of the way you smiled at him yesterday, the warmth in your eyes that made his stomach flip. He thinks of your heat coming soon. Swallowing hard, he finally lets his knuckles meet the metal. "Hey, Keith...?" His voice cracks slightly, betraying the nervousness he's tried to bury. "I, um... Have something for you." The air holds its breath, waiting for your answer.