Title: Unwanted Afterthoughts
Chapters: 1/1
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender
Ship: Keith/Lance
Characters: Keith, Lance, Original Character(s)
Tags: King Keith (Voltron), Alpha Keith, Concubine Lance (Voltron), Slave Lance, Omega Lance, Enemies to Lovers, Alternate Universe, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Omega Verse, slight age gap, And by Slight I mean 5 years, Mentions of Past sexual Abuse to Concubines, Attempted assassination, Kissing, confessions of feelings, Slow Burn in Fic Timeline but Not in Word Count
Summary:
Keith has been freshly crowned king after his adoptive father’s sudden and surprising death. Along with the title, power, and kingdom, he has also inherited the prior king’s concubines.
He honestly wants nothing to do with the said concubines. In full transparent truth, Keith is s part disgusted that the old man picked younger and younger mistresses throughout the years, but also, he just felt disgusted with the idea of it all.
He believed that hoarding the already rare and dwindling omegas into a locked harem was inhumane. That it was abusive. All around predatory. Disgusting behavior that he would not continue during his reign.
Which meant shoving the remaining concubines back to their homes.
Except one concubine in particular did not want to leave. That was how Keith became stuck with Lance. And perhaps Keith allowed Lance to stay in some turned about way to atone for the late emperor’s sins. For it was the fault of his predecessor that Lance no longer had a place to call home.
What Keith didn’t expect was to almost be assassinated by the said omega, or to even fall in love with him.
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Couldn't get a certain tweet out of my head and wrote 10k in a day because of it.
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Thank you, Anon! ♥ Here's a sneak peak of the next chapter of my Keith/Lance A/B/O AU fic, "I Won't Say A Word (Unless You Make Me)".
Mind made, Lance resisted the urge to let out a resigned, exhausted sigh.
“Sure.” Though the smile was forced, Lance prayed it at least looked believable to everyone present, but especially to Allura and the royal family of Niamnä. “I’d be happy to assist you, Your Highness. But, if I may, may I request that someone else come with us? I am feeling a bit tired, so I’d really appreciate some extra help as well, please.”
The prince’s features pulled together into a pensive expression before yet another smile slid onto his face and he answered, “Very well, Paladin Lance, you may request one more to join us on our brief journey.”
“Thank you, Your Highness.” As Lance risked a glance at Hunk, the beta seemed to read the situation and his intentions, and was just about to speak and suggest that he’d like to accompany them when another voice cut him off before he could even say a word.
“I’ll go.”
The familiar voice sent chills down the omega’s back, and though Lance managed not to flinch, he could feel his heart stutter in his chest in surprise when he noticed Keith taking a step forward, towards him.
When no immediate reply came forth from the prince, Lance hesitantly turned around, only to take note of the way the prince’s brow was pinched together as his narrowed eyes were locked on Keith. Something about the way Prince YĂdrĂ«n was openly staring at Keith, with clear displeasure on his face, set a small tendril of fear down Lance’s back, and so the omega rushed to say something before anything bad could possibly happen.
“We should get going now, Prince YĂdrĂ«n, please lead the way.”
That seemed to appease the prince, as his posture and features relaxed before he offered Lance a wide smile. “Very well, please follow me, I will show you where we must go.”
Alpha!Keith and Beta!Lance. After ages of pining the two finally confess and mate? But lance is still insecure that keith may go to some omega. Keith reassures him he won't.
Man anon, you know I don’t know jack shit about ABO dynamics. But I know enough to know this could be SUPER fucking angsty.
Keith is the first to confess to Lance. He wants him. More than wants. He’s in love with Lance and has been for a while.Â
But Lance is confused. Keith likes him? Is in love with him? It has to be a mistake. But Keith assures him that Lance is all he can think about, that the smell of him just sets his body on fire.Â
That can’t be, Lance thinks. He’s just a Beta. Betas don’t have that kind of sway over Alphas scent-wise. Not like an Omega’s scent does.Â
Lance: You can’t like me.Keith: Why not? Lance: I’m…I’m just a Beta.Keith: So?Lance: I can’t…I can’t give you the things an Omega can. I don’t have a scent. I can’t have pups. I can’t…I have nothing to offer you that someone else can’t give better.Keith: The only thing I want from you is your love, Lance. I don’t need or want anything else.Â
Lance can’t believe it. Keith looks so earnest too. Like he means it. Keith takes his hand and looks into his eyes.
Keith: So…do I have it?Lance: Have…?Keith: Your affection? If not I…I understand. But know that there’s no one else that makes me as happy as you do, Lance. (pause) So…?Lance, with happy tears: Yeah. Yeah you have it.Â
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Truth in Desire
(A story for @sheithmonth - Day 29: Honesty & Lies)
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Shiro/Keith
Shiro has always been drawn to Keith, but the truth stands between them and keeps him from trying to get any closer.
Omegaverse! Been a while (. . .since the end of last year’s Sheith Month) since I’ve visited this AU, but I was reminded I’d yet to write one in this configuration for them, so naturally. . .
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Any A/B/O fics you like? I love the dynamic but I never really find a good one :(
A/B/O Has to be my favorite dynamic besides Prince Lance and Guard Keith AU’s. So, my dear friend, let me share with you my favorite A/B/O stories. I don’t know if you’re looking for A/B/O smut or not so Ill give you three smut and three nonsmut. As I was looking over my recommendations I realized most of these are Alpha Keith fics…. I’m not sorry.Â
Smut:
1) What Else Could a Virgin Omega Do? | By: The_Broken_Dreamer | Completed | 13,831 words | ExplicitÂ
Lance was standing where he never thought he’d be standing, in line at the front desk of the nearest Alpha Brothel.
Keith hated dancing, it was never his forte, so why Shiro was forcing him to attend the usual mating ball, he didn’t know. He would never find a mate with his moves, and he didn’t mind keeping it that way. Though seeing a lovely tall tanned man make his way across the dance floor just might be enough motivation for him to try and change how he feels about dancing to attract a mate. // thank you to my friends who helped me edit this and I hope you guys enjoy my first published work//
Notes:Â
This is actually probably one of my favorite A/B/O stories just because I like the concept of the whole dance for a mate thing? I don’t know I really like this story even with the small amount of smut it has.Â
3) Green Light | By: warschach | Completed | 74,790 words | Not Rated (But its explicit)
Keith’s good with trouble, he’s alpha and a skilled cop in Chicago’s Alpha Unit, so when shit hits south Keith can change it to north. If bad guys run Keith ropes them in. If bullets fly Keith is usually good at not being the target. Not the same for knives but- he knows how to handle trouble. So why the fuck can’t he handle one pretty omega with a chip on his shoulder and literal water for eyes?
Notes:Â
This is my favorite A/B/O and the first one that I read for the Voltron fandom. I think you’ll like this.Â
Nonsmut:Â
1) Nesting | By: DarkChaosX | Completed | 1,172 words | General Audiences
Lance paused, eyes roaming over the omega as he thought things over. “Are you sure?” he asked after some time. “I’m not an alpha.“Keith’s eyes softened at the statement. "I know.”
Notes:
Its just a cute one-shot of pure fluff and its adorable.Â
2) The Bar Scene | By: Oilux | Completed | 2,251 words | General AudiencesÂ
Lance was hanging out with friends when he noticed an omega being harassed, and what kind of alpha would he be if he didn’t help out?
Notes:Â
Cute meeting story.Â
3) Interested | By: MilkTeaMiku | Completed | 3,000 words | Teen & Up AudiencesÂ
Keith’s heat is approaching, which means he definitely needs to tell his alpha, Lance.
Notes:
 Here’s a small domestic piece and one of the two Omega Keith stories I think I put on this list.Â
Summary: Shiro once called Keith his alpha, but that was before Shiro went off to Kerberos - and before he started covering his neck. Â
Warning: Non-graphic sex
A/N: Guilty pleasure time! I’ve waited to write Omega!Shiro for a while. Finally got an excuse. Â
Keith had no right to be jealous, and even if he did, it was an antiquated ideology. Claiming was no longer a part of the bonding ritual between an alpha and an omega, and hadn’t been for over a century. An omega didn’t belong to an alpha any more than an alpha belonged to an omega (though some made logical conclusions that alpha and omega, by bonding, belonged to one another).
Still, when Shiro walked into the kitchen, scented of sugary sweetness and tempting flavors, Keith bristled. Every paladin’s head snapped toward their leader, and Pidge’s glasses even fell to the bridge of her nose, allowing her to gawk at Shiro’s attractive form unobstructed.
Shiro turned from what passed as a coffeemaker, cheeks flushed and ears bright red. “Is it that bad, guys?”
“You smell like a fresh strawberry field!” Pidge shouted.
Keith sniffed twice and disagreed. Shiro always smelled more like peaches and sweet cream, with just a dash of cinnamon.
Hunk cleared his throat and stabbed his pancake with his fork over and over again, unable to get the food off the plate. “Your, uh, your suppressant ran out? I guess?”
Shiro let out a disparaging sigh and lifted up his metal arm. “More like the Galra took it. I’ll speak with Allura and Coran, see if they can synthesize a new one. In the meantime, I’ll – ”
“ – sit right here, you sweet thing,” Lance offered, moving over a seat to clear a space between him and Hunk. “You should totally let me lick you – ow! Keith!”
Keith brought his elbow away from the back of Lance’s head and didn’t even pretend like he didn’t mean to whack him. Shiro just rolled his eyes and took his breakfast back to his room.
Keith wanted to follow, to ask Shiro if he was okay or needed anything. Omega heats, especially right after getting off suppressants, were known to be debilitating, but Keith refused to be that alpha. The one who didn’t trust an omega to know his own body, the one who thought an omega needed an alpha to make it through a heat.
Though Keith thought he and Shiro had come to an understanding of sorts before the Kerberos Mission, they hadn’t spoke about bonding. They were both young, Shiro only a few years older than Keith, so there wasn’t much to discuss. But Shiro had asked Keith a week prior to mission lift-off to scent-mark him, and Keith had gone so far as to tease Shiro’s gland and bring him to a pleasurable release. Keith, himself, enjoyed a pleasurable climax thanks to Shiro’s fantastic thighs.
“You’ll come back,” Keith whispered, face buried in Shiro’s neck and nose nuzzling that gland.
Shiro drew lazy circles upon Keith’s lower back, voice blissful and hazy. “Hm. Figure might as well. Got all my stuff here, including my alpha. Just makes sense.”
My alpha, like he’d already accepted Keith as his partner. As if he’d thought of a bonding, a future, a life together.
Keith held onto that even after the announcement of the mission failure, even after Iverson refused to listen when Keith said Shiro wasn’t dead.
They weren’t physically bonded. There wasn’t any way for Keith to know, but the steady if distant warmth in Keith’s chest told him the truth. Shiro wasn’t dead – his omega wasn’t gone forever – and Keith would do everything in his power to find his future mate.
Shiro came back different from Kerberos, stronger, harsher. If he’d thought of a future with Keith, those plans must have been shredded by the Galra. Shiro probably found someone else during that year away, even if he didn’t remember, and though Keith didn’t smell a change in Shiro’s scent – Shiro kept his collar up, hiding his gland from Keith’s sight.
It also didn’t help Keith’s nerves that every member of Voltron save Shiro was an alpha, including the Alteans (though they had a different name for the classification). Â
There was never time to talk after Shiro returned, an endless stream of battles leading to Keith’s realization of being Galra, and now this – Shiro being forced to undergo a heat without a partner. Keith sighed and retired to his room, loathing that Shiro needed to endure yet another torturous affair because of the Galra.
But Keith trusted and respected Shiro to know his own wants and desires, and Shiro would do what he needed to do, would request from Coran and Allura the appropriate items to get him through his heat. Keith would force himself to think of Shiro first and foremost and not of his own feelings of rejection. He’d ignore the way his entire heart felt like it would burst when Shiro called him “his alpha.” Keith wouldn’t think of how he’d wanted to bond right then and there and how he would have done anything to have saved Shiro an ounce of pain during that year.
Instead, he rolled over and loathed his heart, which felt incredibly warm and unsettlingly anxious. He sat up, tossing his legs over the side of his bed and resigning himself to training this new feeling out of him, when a firm knock sounded on the door. By the time he got to it, Shiro’s thick sweet scent wet his mouth.
Shiro leaned against his door when it opened, collar open to reveal his scarred gland.
Someone had ignored the mating rituals all together and instead of bonding with Shiro, tried to make him undesirable to an alpha ever again.
A broken omega who could never be a bonded mate.
Shiro’s eyes were glistening, his breathing ragged. “Look, I’m…different than you remember,” he managed to gasp. “And I’m not sure if you….if you still want me…but if you do, if you think you could somehow get passed the point that we could never – that you won’t be able to – ”
Keith’s hands came up to cradle the sides of Shiro’s neck, touching the sensitive gland and bringing Shiro a full body-wide shiver. To think, this was all that kept Shiro from his embrace.
“Do you still want me?” Keith asked.
Shiro pressed his forehead against Keith’s, eyes slipping shut. “Yeah.”
Then Keith pressed up to nuzzle against the scar tissue, against the gland. Actions always worked better for him, but he knew Shiro needed to hear the words. “You’re more than just your body, Shiro. You always have been to me.”
Shiro’s muscles melted of tension, arms wrapping about Keith’s waist to hold close.
“You’re beautiful,” Keith whispered, brushing through the small strands at Shiro’s nape. “This doesn’t change that.”
“But we can’t – You won’t be able to – ”
“Bonding is more than just a bite mark.” The sudden surge of warmth spreading through Keith’s chest and rushing to his extremities proved that. “And even if it wasn’t, I wouldn’t care. I’d still want you as my omega.”
Shiro nestled his face against Keith’s neck, pressing a chaste kiss against the tingling skin. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Keith would admonish Shiro later for thinking something so trivial as a damaged gland could ever come between them, but at the moment, he held his omega in his arms again. Shiro finally came back, and that was all that mattered.
He took Shiro by the waist, the arm, and the lips, drawing him inside his room, and Keith resolved to make sure his omega never doubted his devotion again.
Title: Slipped Into Place
Fandom: Voltron
Pairing: Shklance
Rating: Explicit
Additional Tags: Shaladin Secret Santa 2017, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omegaverse, In Heat, Rutting, Established Relationship, Developing Relationship, Heat Suppressants, Oral Sex, Knotting, Unsafe Sex, Trans Male Lance
Fic Summary: In which Shiro's suppressants finally run out and Keith's looming rut leads to Keith and Lance tracking down the source of a very appealing scent wafting through the castle.
Sorry this is so late! Hey @haganenoheichou I’m your gifter for @shaladinsecretsanta ! You asked for shklance, omegaverse, CanonAU, and trans!Paladins and then this very long thing happened! Hopefully the length makes up for the delay a little! Happy belated holidays!
Dealing with a rut was difficult enough on its own between the possessive urges over the most absurd things, the constant desire to just shove a hand down one's pants and start rubbing one out or else to hump the nearest thing with an available hole to fuck, and the urge to see an Omega fat with one's pups. But when your mate was another Alpha, as was the case for Keith and Lance, it made things even more annoyingly difficult, Keith was quickly finding out.
Lance's last rut had come eight weeks or so before but without the presence of an Omega to soothe him, the experience had been… rough. It was Lance's first rut since they were mated and they'd fought rather explosively a few times during those three days. Keith was left with a bruise around his eye socket for days.
Keith didn't like that lashing out at his mate or vice versa was becoming the new normal during the few days that each of their ruts lasted. He didn't like feeling like he was ignoring a large part of his instincts to be with the person he cared about. But he also wasn't about to abandon his mate just because of a few primitive urges every three months. It was just annoying.
"…Sorry," Keith apologized reflexively after snarling at Lance for trying to swipe one of his space grapes.
Lance raised a brow at the sound before setting his hand carefully back into his lap. "…Rut coming?" he asked.
Groaning, Keith slumped down in his seat, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah… apparently. Fucking sucks…"
Lance huffed out a small laugh. "You're telling me… I'm already not looking forward to a few weeks from now…"
"It's such a pain, I—" Keith stopped, catching a whiff of something sweet in the air. "I… Lance, do you smell that?"
"What?" Lance asked before sniffing at the air. His eyes widened before he turned back to look at Keith. "Is… is that…?"
"Omega," Keith confirmed, feeling his instincts flaring and his urges spiking. "There's a fucking Omega on the ship. And they're in heat. Pretty heavily by the smell of it."
