#ichtb

Aaron stood in  his bar looking nervous, he called Lucy over for a few drinks on the pretense that they hadn't saw each other in a while. He had decorated the bar with candles that lead into the center of the room where Aaron stood in a new suit, playing with a gold and iron knotted ring in his pocket.

His head shot up when the door opened and his face softened “Hey Lu”

Oh boy have I! 😏

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“What...are you...wearing?” Sendak asked hoarsely. For the most part, he didn’t really care what Lotor wore, but right now, he was at least 50% sure Lotor was trying to kill him.

“Sorry, I needed something to wear. All my clothes are in the wash,” Lotor replied. He didn’t look particularly apologetic. Then again, Sendak was having trouble concentrating, given that Lotor was wearing nothing but a thin pair of leggings and one of Sendak’s shirts.

Which was a little large on Sendak, and thus far too big on Lotor. He’d had to roll the sleeves up several times, and the collar kept slipping off his shoulder.

“I can take it off, if you prefer,” Lotor continued. “I should have asked, but-“

“No!” Sendak interjected, probably too forcefully. But his self-control was always hanging by a thread; he didn’t need to test it further. “No, it’s alright. You look…”

He stopped himself. Lotor was unlikely to want unsolicited commentary on his appearance, even if he did currently look like something out of one of Sendak’s most salacious fantasies. Fuck, he looked gorgeous. “I have to go,” Sendak said instead. “I- uh- left something on the bridge.”

Sendak left hurriedly, hoping he didn’t look as flustered as he felt. He went directly to the training deck; maybe some physical exertion would clear the highly inappropriate thoughts from his mind?

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Lotor watched Sendak leave with a mix of confusion and amusement.

He’d never seen Sendak, of all people, so flustered. The commander prided himself on mental and physical discipline, and yet he’d been little better than an adolescent around a crush.

On the other hand, was he so flustered because of Lotor?

A strange thought; Lotor was under no illusions about his physical appearance. At best, he might be regarded as ‘exotic’ by Galra standards, but he was certainly not conventionally attractive.

And yet Sendak, who was practically a paragon of Galra beauty standards, had been… turned on? By Lotor?

Of the people Lotor had slept with, none of them had done it because they found Lotor particularly attractive. Most of them just wanted the opportunity to have a Galra prince underneath them. Have some form of power over him.

(Would it be different with Sendak? Would his probable attraction confer something else to the experience?)

Lotor didn’t know why he bothered thinking about it. He wasn’t in this marriage by choice, and other than his public duties, he owed Sendak nothing. Especially not that.

But that didn’t mean he couldn’t think about what it would hypothetically be like.

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