#kartor

I 100% forgot this in my drafts, the Karaa part is from a while ago lolol sorry XD

Argyle

Karaa:

💖 He makes a reluctant growling noise in the back of his throat. It’s obviously paining him to answer the question. “...I guess... You’re smart, you have a lot of technical knowledge and can think of cunning plans, and such.”

🖤 He suddenly looks much more comfortable. “All right, you know that face you make? The :3 face?! THAT. It always means you’re up to something or you’re about to do something or say something terrible and I don’t like it!”

Audrey:

💖 It takes him a while. “...You’re confident and decisive in your leadership. As a former leader who had trouble making choices for even a small group of people... I have to admire that.”

🖤 This one is easy. “The yelling. The loud noises in general, the throwing open of doors, all of that. I can’t stand any of that. It’s childish, violent, terrifying and- and a little bit manipulative, actually.”

Lotor

Karaa:

💖 “No one has ever kept pace with me the way you do. And you far surpass me in many areas! I can’t touch your knowledge of robotics, for one thing. And that’s what I love, learning from each other, growing and supporting each other’s growth, finding all the answers together.”

🖤 “I wish you would stop kicking me in the shins when I trip over you. It isn’t as if I do it on purpose, and I apologize profusely. If that isn’t enough, surely there are more entertaining ways to punish me~”

Audrey:

💖 “I can’t help but admire you, running an empire on the multidimensional scale of yours? The sheer size of the task at hand, and yet how well you carry that responsibility, on the whole. I could learn a few things from you.

It was such a casual little gesture. Surely, it happened quite regularly to anyone with long hair. But to Lotor, it was novel, still. Just like everything soft and tender and caring Karaa did.

His eyes fell full just from how gentle she was as she brushed a lock of hair behind his ear. It was a gesture of deep mutual trust, to him. Moving very slowly, so as not to take advantage of that fact, he pressed his hand over hers, nuzzling her palm.

Lotor isn’t the kind of person who falls in love at first sight, but in Karaa’s case, he certainly fell in interest. She got the better of him in such a clever way, he couldn’t help but be impressed, and it made him curious. And when he gets curious, he becomes a little bit obsessed with finding the answers to his questions. Made easier by the way Karaa continued to cross his path.

If someone had tried to tell Lotor a few months ago that he would be standing here, about to undress willingly for another person, he’d have called them a fool and insisted they didn’t know him well enough to realize how wrong they were. But really Lotor would have been the fool, because here he was.

The armor was a complex matter, but a few millennia of habit made it look easy as he unfastened each piece and let it fall to the floor, glancing at Karaa every so often and biting his lip. His boots… all right, nothing could make taking off boots look sexy, so he just got that over with quickly and chucked them aside. Now he was down to the fun parts.

Swaying a little and giving her his very best bedroom eyes, he slowly unzipped his top. He’d begun wearing a two piece suit for just this reason, and it was paying huge dividends. So much hotter and easier to slip out of a top than wiggling out of a one piece. He pulled his arms from the sleeves, revealing a thin undershirt, which quickly joined it’s brethren on the floor.

He unzipped his pants and shimmied free of them, quickly stepped out of his socks, and he was left in his briefs only.

(*snickers* Just for added frustration for him I’m placing this before they got together)

Lotor normally prided himself on his self control, the iron grip he held his emotions in. Dreams, however, were outside his control. He was well used to nightmares. This, on the other hand? This was unexpected.

Those eyes, glinting with mischief, drawing him in. Clever hands leading him into the shadows, where it seemed they could do a lot more than just pick his pockets. That coy, insufferable confidence, seducing him into its grasp, leaving him helpless to the whims of that silly, infuriating, utterly fascinating woman...

He woke himself up with his own moans, covering his mouth in horror as soon as he realized it. His face was on fire and he was aching for a release that he stubbornly denied himself. He refused to pleasure himself to the thought of her. Or her wry smile. Or her intelligent gaze. Or her fine, nimble, infinitely talented hands... No, no, he was stronger than her wiles. He would overcome this.

Who asks for it:

[x] Your muse asks mine

[x] My muse asks yours

Type of date:

[ ] Platonic Date

[x] Romantic Date

[ ] First Date

[ ] Double date with: ____ & ____

Location for the date:

[x] Movies  • [x] Romantic Comedy  • [x] Adventure Movie  • [x] Animation (Pixar/Disney)  • [x] Horror  • [x] Drama  • [ ] Buddy Movie  • [ ] ___ (other options)

[x] Restaurant  • [x] Expensive/High Class  • [x] Small and familiar  • [x] Fast Food

[x] Nature • [x] Beach • [x] Park • [x] Forest     • [x] …and having a picnic

[x] Visiting a Museum

[x] Visiting an amusement park

[x] Visiting a haunted location

[x] Staying at home • [x] Watching movies • [x] Playing Video Games • [x] Reading

[x] ___ (other options)

The date might hopefully end with…

[x] …holding hands

[x] …a kiss

[x] …in bed

[ ] …knowing each other better

[ ] …sleepover between friends

[ ] …a marriage proposal

[ ] ___ (other options)

Should you reblog this?:

[ ] Yes. I want to send you one.

[x] Yes. (but you have sooo XD)

[ ] No.