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"Bodyguard"
Keith turned around quickly, his right hand flying to the hilt of his hidden Marmora blade. Not unsheathing it yet, his amber and violet eyes flicked left and right. Seeing nothing, he let out a breath he wasn't aware that he had been holding. Suddenly, a hand shot out and covered his mouth.
"Quiet. We wouldn't want to attract the guards," a silky voice whispered in one of his fluffy ears before the hand slid down to his chest.
"Very amusing, your highness. I am one of the guards."
The hand retreated, and a boy of seventeen with star kissed hair, blue eyes, and blue Altean marks under his eyes stepped out of the shadows. He sauntered over to the half-Galra and practically draped himself over him. "You are my personal bodyguard, Keith. Why are you out here?"
"Because you requested me to be," came the flat reply.
"Come inside with me," Lance requested, a hand rubbing one of the fluffy ears.
Keith couldn't stop the purr rising in his throat even if he wanted to. He purred, nuzzling the hand of his lover. "As you wish, your highness."
Lance stopped rubbing Keith's ear, eliciting a whine from the guard. Lance chuckled. "Such a spoiled kitty. Come with me, and I'll rub your ears some more."
Keith offered his hand to Lance, who wound his arms around Keith's arm. Keith escorted Lance back inside the castle, making sure no one spotted them. As the prince's personal bodyguard, he was allowed to stay inside the prince's room and do whatever it took to keep the prince safe, including using his body as a shield in the event of an attack. Keith and Lance became close as an effect, neither of them complaining. It was a close bond that only came from two beings that spent almost every moment together.
When Keith initially realized that he had fallen for his charge, he had gone to his close friend and mentor, Shiro, and asked what he should do. Shiro advised him to go to the king and tell him about his feelings for Lance. Nervously, Keith did so, believing he was going to be beheaded for his transgression. Surprisingly, King Alfor smiled. He had been expecting this and told Keith that he had his blessings to continue as Lance's personal bodyguard and as his lover, though Alfor expected him to propose soon.
Once Keith and Lance got to their room, Keith closed and locked the door behind them. He brought Lance over to the bed and took off his outer shirt. The prince always wore too many clothes (in Keith's opinion) when they were together. Lance tapped Keith's armor. "Do not forget to take this off. I don't want to feel armor while we're sleeping."
"Of course, my love." Keith purred. Lance felt his Altean marks glow, which they did when he felt strong emotions. Lance watched as Keith took off his armor and even stripped off the top of his uniform, leaving him in his pants and boots, the latter of which came off next. He stashed his Marmora blade under the pillows on Lance's bed.
When Keith turned back to the prince, Lance pushed him back onto the bed. He landed with a bounce, and Lance landed next to him. Lance gathered Keith into his arms and petted him, rubbing his ears as well, leaving his guard a purring mess on his lap. Keith loved the feeling of Lance's hands all over him, and he would return the favor, just not at that moment.
Fin