"I'm sorry about loosing the Teludav," Lance stood behind Lotor at he was in his quarters. Lotor had his back to him and was silent. He could feel the tension.

"Keith is the leader right now it seems, he was the red paladin before, he relies on instinct," Lance explained but fell silent when Lotor didn't respond.

"I really am sorry... Are you okay?" Lance sighed trying to keep his anxiety down.

"I am most irritated at the moment," Lotor turned to Lance with his hands behind his back. He could see lance was nervous... scared... he was scared of him.

"But luckily I'm sure I'll be able to work around it," he nodded looking at Lance.

"I'm sorry sir, we should've been more prepared," Lance pursed his lips keeping his eyes down.

"That you should've but there is nothing we can do now," Lotor let out a small breath of disappointment.

"But seriously are you okay?" Lance asked gulping a little finally looking at the prince.

"Even a leader can't keep it all in, I tell you everything, cause I trust you like that, tell me something if you trust me just as much," Lance gave him a soft look, the hostility in Lotor seemed to be gone. He wasn't sure still.

"I am well, despite the last battle, everything is going according to plan," Lotor looked at him more relaxed.

"Was I part of that plan?"

"No, I never seen you or your team before that battle, but when I did see you, I saw everything you could become," Lotor smiled setting a hand over lances head for a moment. Lance couldn't help but smile a little and they sat on the bed together as Lance took his hands off him.

"Something else is bothering you than thinking I'm using you?" Lotor questioned.

"It's nothing, it's stupid," Lance gulped.

"If it's bothering you then it's anything but stupid, tell me, don't make a prince beg, not after a hard day," Lotor grabbed his hand gently and Lance felt his heart speed up.

"Sorry," Lance looked away remembering the Teludav.

"Never mind that, now tell me," Lotor ran his thumb over lances.

"I thought you would've been furious with me failing," lance pursed his lips. He was familiar with the feeling he was feeling when he was with Lotor.

"I was only frustrated but it's over now, I promise I'm not angry," Lotor told him gently to assure him.

They looked at each other as lance felt blush brush against his cheeks. This man was to kind to him. Lance felt so relaxed with him, just being around him was welcoming. Lotor listened to him and tried to help the best he could. He's had this feeling before but lost it knowing someone else would never feel the same of how lance admired them. Loved them.

"Can I tell you something?" Lance whispered.

"Of course," Lotor nodded gently.

"You don't need to say anything, but if I don't say anything I know I'll hate myself for it.." he said quietly ready to risk everything.

"There's this guy, I admired him, he was amazing at everything he did, everyone loved him, everyone respected him, he could fight like he's done it for years, lead with no one questioning it, even if he was hot tempered at times," Lance frowned as he didn't look at Lotor and let go of his hand as Lotor listened.

"And I loved him, i admired and loved him, I wanted to be the one that made him let loose and smile like no ones watching," Lance sighed closing his eyes.

"But he never loved me back or even noticed,"

"Oh..." Lotor felt his chest tightened. Today was just not his day.

"But there's another guy, someone I thought I could never even think about even tolerating, he was different and well I wasn't suppose to even show kindness or respect to him and I didn't,"

"But he... I think I fell for him instead, this feeling coming back every time I see him, he made me feel different, wanted, he listened, he cared for me even if he shouldn't have, but I'm afraid of if I love him and if he loves me, but I don't think I can help it, he's so much more than me and I'm no where near his level and yet he took a nobody in and made me feel secure about my part of who I am," Lance closed his eyes.

"Why is that? Your fear?" Lotor asked calmly looking at the floor.

"Because last person I loved and loved me back, died, and I don't know if I can handle it happening again," Lance whispered with his voice cracking. "And I know it'll happen,"

"Can I ask who they where that made you feel this way?" Lotor asked almost nervous.

"My little sister Chloe, she died when I was sixteen... I-i... I loved Keith more than just a close friend," Lance felt his hands shake.

"And I think I'm falling in love with you,"

They stayed silent, Lotor stayed calm as Lance bit the inside of his cheek with his eyes squeezed shut.

"I don't know love,"

"Ive never felt love before, not from a mother nor a father, not from a lover, and I have never loved, I feel the need to protect my generals as a family," Lotor spoke in a steady tone.

"But I don't think I've aloud my self to love also in fear of doing what I need to do as a leader or for them to be in danger," he sighed clasping his hands together.

"What about now?" Lance asked not opening his eyes.

"I feel something everytime I look at you, I believe I feel love," Lotor chuckled softly but there was no humor.

"Do you love me?" Lance looked at Lotor as they sat on a bed together. Lotor brushed lances brown locks out of his face and held the side of his face while staring at Lance.

"Yes,"

Lance felt Lotor bring him close and they're lips touched. It was amazing and terrifying at how fast his heart beated while he held Lotors should to bring him closer and his hand slid up and felt his long white hair around Lotors smooth neck.

They parted and Lance looked up at Lotor with relief in his eyes and a small smile.

Lance kissed Lotor again as they're hands intertwined and locked fingers and Lotor pushed him down softly while kissing Lance sweetly with small breaths between. Lance felt his hand that was holding tightly with Lotor pinned next to his head while his free hand stroked through Lotors hair and pulled him closer as everything seemed clear and perfect to him.

"Your beautiful," Lotor whispered as he was on top of Lance pulling away slowly.

Lance blushed with a little shy grin as he couldn't think of anything to stay. Lotor dipped down and kissed Lance again while letting go of his hand to hold his waist and his other hand held Lances face. Lance parted and from his lips and sat up pulling his shirt off from the bottom and soon felt lotor kiss his neck and skimmed his fangs against his soft skin while being pulled onto Lotors lap.

Lance breathed softly as Lotor kissed his neck gently but pouring everything he felt for the human into them, Lance wrapped his arms around Lotors neck as he gasped when Lotor gently sucked on his neck. Lotors hands traveled his body to his aides and slid to his back but felt Lance stiffen when his fingers touched the damaged tissue on lances back.

"Don't," Lance said quietly as Lotor pulled away from his body.

"I'm sorry but..." Lance remembered the torture, how he felt when the whip cracked across his back. He hated the scars that where thick and ran across his back.

Lotor smiled at him and kissed Lance slowly while pulling off his own shirt. Lance felt him pull away once again and saw Lotors muscular chest and arms as there where small scars scattered across his body, old and new. He was completely vulnerable to the human on his lap.

"Have you always had these? How..?" Lance looked at his body and Lotor nodded. Lance saw on his bicep there was a marking, a empire marking scarred onto his body. Like he was property...

"I tried to run away from my father before, to get away from the galra in general, he punished me with this marking to remind me I will always be galra and every species would discriminate me," Lotor explained softly.

"But your not all galra," Lance smiled at him. "Your you Lotor, not just a galra, prince or not," Lance kissed his shoulder softly and placed a kind kiss on the scar.

Lance saw his purple skin turn to a human like tan as he looked up at the hybrid with purple markings. His eyes popped more.

"When your with me you don't have to be a prince, you don't have to be a galra, I won't judge you for what you've done or what you are, I love you Lotor," Lance sat on his lap again and kissed his forehead. Lotor wrapped his arms around Lance and laid his head against the crook of lances shoulder as Lance held him close.

"Thank you," Lotor turned his head and pressed a kiss on lances neck again making Lance smile as he combed his fingers through his hair.

"Don't thank me," Lance whispered against his ear and kissed it as Lotor ran his thumb over a scar on lances back.

"Your to beautiful to not be valued, your my gem, so rare, my little blue flare," Lotor smiled pushing Lance down and kissing him again with more heat and passion.

"You are my hellfire," Lance roamed his hands around his chest as Lotor turned back to purple.

"Hell fire?" Lotor chuckled as he pressed another kiss on lances shoulder and to his collar bone.

"Don't question it," Lance smiled and breathed a small moan when Lotor kissed his body with passion.