Voltron One Shots

LOTOR X READER #1

~Smut Level: 5~
|LITTLE SECRET|

You looked at your self in the mirror, turning left and right to see yourself from every angle. Lately you felt. . . bigger, which was weird because you were always on your feet. Whether you were running errands for the prince and his crew, cleaning behind them or out in the field, you were always moving and never had an issue with how you felt in your body.

Pushing down on your bloated abdomen, you felt a sudden rush of nausea and leaned against the wall for support.

That was weird. You've been in space for several months now, coming close to a year, and you never had any issues with nausea or motion sickness from the ships, but lately it was happening regularly. Sometimes you'd even wake up puking from being so nauseated.

You thought of any reason your body would be reacting the way is was. Sickness was out of the question. You rarely left the ship and from what you've seen, aliens don't get sick unless they ingest something their body rejects, so you couldn't have caught something from one of the crew members. Hormones from your period could be an option, sometimes you got-

Your heart rate spiked as you thought about your period. When was the last time you had it? Time was hard to calculate in the middle of space, but your period still came regularly, but it hadn't come in awhile. . .

Wracking your brain for any time you could have gotten pregnant, a couple possibilities came to mind. There was the time in the control room, the time in the dinning hall after dinner, the time in the shower-

You made yourself blush thinking about it. Prince Lotor was very interested in the human body, and he made sure you knew it.

Deciding to discuss things with your possible child's father, you left your room in search of the purple prince.

He was in one of two places; the control room or the office.

You checked the office first and found it empty. That meant he was in the control room, and when he was in the control room he was usually busy.

The door to the control room slid open and you entered quietly, not wanted to disrupt anything.

"Voltron isn't our biggest threat at the moment. We have the means to fight them if necessary, but our main focus should be expanding and strengthening the Galra empire." Lotor explained to his henchmen, or should you say henchwomen.

Seeing him look so serious with his brows furrowed and his posture straightened reminded you of all the reasons you fell for him.

"Keep an eye on Voltron but don't focus-" Lotor's gaze landed on you and his eyes widened slightly in surprise.

"(Y/N), what're you doing here?" Lotor walked over to you and traced your face with the back of his hand, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear.

"I need to talk to you. It's kind of important but if you're busy it can wait."

Lotor let his hands slip down your sides to your waist. "I am busy at the moment. We're in the middle of a war, you understand that don't you?"

You nodded, picking at a string on Lotor's shirt.

"Good, now I'll get Ezor to take you back to our room. I'll be there as soon as I can, all right?"

Smiling softly, you nodded. There wasn't much you could do. Like he said, there was a war going on outside and that was a lot more important than a 50-50 chance you were pregnant.

Lotor pulled you close to him and kissed you before summoning Ezor over to you.

"Ezor, take (Y/N) back to our chamber."