Author's Note: Each chapter is its own story and not related to any other chapter. All entries except for Need/Desire and Free Day were written BEFORE the release of season 7.

Artwork: Commissioned by the lovely, talented frosty-haddock

Day 1: Dom/Sub

Lance had a million questions. Where had Keith been all this time? What had he done? What had he seen? Was he… taller? Keith was definitely taller than him now, how the hell did that happen?! And most importantly… where was Keith taking him?

Keith was pulling Lance by the hand down one of the corridors of the spacecraft, walking briskly and deliberately. They had barely said two words to each other since the former Red Paladin's return to Voltron, and yet here Lance found himself being led to some mysterious location at Keith's whim.

"Keith, where are you – "

"Shhh."

"But I want to know – "

"SHHH."

So Lance wasn't going to get any answers out of him.

Keith stopped in front of one of the doors, took a quick glance of his surroundings, and pushed it open.

It was Keith's bedroom. Lance was unsure why Keith would want to bring him there, but he curiously followed the paladin inside. The next thing he knew, Keith was pushing up against the bedroom door.

"Have you lost your – "

Keith cut him off with a hard kiss.

Ah, so that's what he had in mind. Lance was frankly shocked at the forward display. Sure, he and Keith had hooked up a handful of times before the half-Galran left Voltron, but everything between them had been kept pretty casual for the sake of the team. And Keith had never been the one to initiate these sorts of activities. Lance had often wondered if Keith was even interested in him or if he was just bored or lonely. But from the way the boy was using his full bodyweight to keep him pinned against the door, it appeared Keith was definitely interested.

"You missed me, huh?" Lance asked with a cocky smirk.

"No talking," Keith growled before licking the rim of Lance's ear.

"But, Keith," he groaned, feeling his pants tighten at the sensation, "I have so much to – "

"What part of 'no talking' did you not understand?"

Lance's eyes widened. Keith had never acted this way before. He was never this cold, this demanding. Lance swallowed, eagerly awaiting what the boy was going to do to him next.

Keith began to kiss slowly down Lance's neck, gently teasing him with his tongue and teeth.

Lance inhaled sharply, wanting to moan some profanity but not wanting to upset the taller boy by speaking.

"Now," he breathed, "are you going to be a good boy and behave?"

Lance could see the fire in those cold, blue-gray eyes. He nearly melted. Tentatively, he nodded his head.

"Good." Keith smiled diabolically before pressing his tongue into Lance's collarbone and licking all the way up his neck to just under his chin.

"Mmph," he grunted, biting down on his lip. Lance didn't know what had gotten into his former rival, but whatever it was, he sure as hell wasn't going to complain. He could feel Keith's hands wandering up his shirt touching his chest as he continued to lick and suck on his neck. The things the boy could do with this mouth were nothing short of magic.

"Raise your arms," Keith ordered, proceeding to yank off Lance's shirt. He then tossed his own to the ground and was back to holding the shorter boy captive against the door, kissing him passionately, pressing his hips into the other boy's.

Lance moaned into his mouth, flicking his tongue playfully against Keith's. Oh how he missed his taste. He had missed everything about Keith really. His smile. His scent. Their fights. Especially their fights.

Teasingly grinding his hips against Lance's, Keith lowered his hands down the younger boy's chest to his waist and further down to the hemline of his jeans.

Lance gritted his teeth, wanting nothing more than for Keith to rip them off him. The paladin had already gotten him so agitated, his erection was threatening to burst straight through the fabric. He found a bit of relief as Keith's nimble fingers unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans.

"Well," Keith smirked haughtily, "looks like someone missed me."

"Shut up," Lance hissed, instantly regretting the words. He felt one of Keith's hands grip onto his cheeks, sandwiching them together, not in the least bit tenderly.

"I gave you one rule, Lance." Keith brought his other hand down to stroke the boy's erection over his blue boxers, teasing him in the worst way.

"Mmmmm," Lance moaned. The threatening glare Keith was giving him was delicious. Lance had never seen a sexier look on him.

"Now you're gonna have to beg me." He stopped moving his hand altogether.

Lance's heart was beating out of his chest. That goddamn tease. "But you said – "

"I'm giving you permission to talk. But only to beg." He brushed the underside of Lance's aching cock with his index finger. "You'd better make it convincing."

He kind of hated the idea of giving Keith the satisfaction of him begging, but at this point he was beyond desperate for the boy's touch. And the half-Galran's icy demeanor was doing things to him he never would have expected.

"Don't keep me waiting," he breathed into Lance's ear.

His cock twitched against the cotton of his boxers. "T-Touch me," he whispered.

"What was that?"

"I want you to touch me, Keith."

A cruel laugh escaped his lips. "We all want things, Lance."

"Please."

The corner of Keith's lips curled up into a smirk.

"Please touch me, Keith. I-I need you." He hated the breathy, desperate tone of his own voice. "I need you so bad."

"I don't know…"

"I'll be good, I promise I'll be good. I-I'll do anything you say, just please touch me."

"Okay." The paladin smiled, seemingly satisfied. "But if you disobey me again, I'm going to have to punish you. You understand that, right?"

Lance nodded, very intrigued with the idea of Keith punishing him. "Y-Yes, sir."

"Good boy, Lance," he purred before gliding his hand down the blue-eyed boy's boxers and slowly pumping him up and down.

Lance released a throaty groan, closing his eyes and leaning his head back against the door. Keith knew exactly how to touch him, how to drive him crazy. He could feel the half-Galran's lips and tongue on his chest, kissing and sucking lower and lower down his soft skin.

Continuing to stroke the boy's impressive length, Keith kissed and licked down Lance's stomach to just beneath his bellybutton.

"F-F-Fuck," he trembled, rocking his hips, letting his erection slide back and forth in Keith's warm hand.

"Tell me what you want, Lance," the paladin growled.

Keith's breath was hot against his lower belly. "I-I – " He looked down into the half-Galran's hungry, feral eyes and momentarily forgot how to speak.

"I'm waiting…" He began to pump the boy a little bit faster.

"I – " he choked. "I want to feel your mouth on my cock."

"Yeah?" He pulled down Lance's boxers an inch to place a heated kiss upon his hipbone.

"Yes, for fuck's sake!"

Keith started kissing slowly down Lance's v-line, but as soon as he nearly reached his target, he changed direction.

"Keith!" Lance was practically in tears. "Please. Don't do this to me, don't tease me like this. Please, Keith."

The half-Galran chuckled at the desperate plea before yanking down Lance's boxers and licking the bead of precum off his throbbing erection.

"Ohhhh," Lance moaned with delight. And then he watched his cock vanish inch-by-inch between Keith's lips. With the paladin's hand gripping the base of his erection and the voracious way the boy sucked him off, Lance could barely contain himself. His hot blood pumped through his veins, his heart nearly bursting at the euphoric sensation.

Keith took the boy deep inside his mouth, letting the tip of his cock press into his cheek and using his tongue to pleasure every delicious inch of him.

Lance's breaths shot out in short gasps, and soon his knees began to buckle. "Ohhhh fuck, Keith!"

"Not so loud," he hissed before running his tongue all along the underside of his swollen head.

Lance brought his hand to his mouth so he could bite down on his own finger to quiet himself.

Keith continued to suck him off rapaciously, his mouth practically worshipping the boy's aching manhood.

This was all way too much for Lance. Keith was on his knees, sucking his cock like his life depended on it. Keith. The most beautiful boy he had ever seen. The boy whose smile lit up his life. The boy he thought about when he touched himself. The boy who completely broke his heart when he left. Even though the two had decided to keep things casual, Lance's feelings for Keith had spiraled out of control, much to his chagrin. He was absolutely crazy about him. "Keith," he groaned softly.

The paladin flashed his blue-gray eyes up at Lance as he sucked and licked him.

He even found that new Galran mark on his right cheek to be so fucking sexy. "I'm gonna – "

"Don't you dare, Lance," he breathed against the boy's erection, "I'm not done with you yet."

"Keeeeeith," he pleaded, "I-I have to – you're too good." The more the boy sucked him, the more the pleasure built and built and built, surging through his entire body, possessing him.

"Control yourself."

"I can't – "

"You cum when I say you can cum." He sucked the boy harder.

Lance fought hard to control the urge. "Then you're gonna have to stop," he panted, "I-If you keep going I'm gonna – "

Keith didn't ease up one bit.

"OHHHH FUCK, KEITH!" he screamed, releasing his white hot load into the boy's mouth.

The half-Galran pulled back, his nostrils flared in annoyance.

"I'm so sorry, Keith, I'm so sorry," Lance apologized, fearing what the taller boy would do to him. "I-It's just been awhile, and you were doing such a good job – "

He swallowed and wiped his mouth before standing up and glaring into the fearful boy's eyes.

"Please don't be mad at me, Keith," he whimpered. He flinched as he felt the paladin's hand on his cheek. But much to his surprise, Keith started stroking his skin, gently.

"It's okay, Lance." He grazed the boy's cheek with his thumb. "I'll forgive you this one time, if…"

Lance blinked up at him.

"…you make it up to me. Right now."

"How?" He would do anything.

"How about you use that pretty little mouth of yours?" Keith smirked, unbuckling his belt.

Lance smiled and licked his lips.