Voltron Legendary Defender - Shining Like the Stars [79] [Shklance]

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Title: shining like the stars
Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender
AU: slts
Characters/Pairing: Shiro/Keith/Lance, Team Voltron
Rating: NSFW/E
Length: 1860
Summary: Allura stood on the bridge, her arms folded and a scowl on her face. Coran had been trying for ten minutes to raise the Green Lion on the open frequencies, but something was blocking the video transmission to the lion.



Allura stood on the bridge, her arms folded and a scowl on her face. Coran had been trying for ten minutes to raise the Green Lion on the open frequencies, but something was blocking the video transmission to the lion. Neither of the Galra ships had moved and while it wasn't out of the realm of possibility that they were responsible for jamming transmission signals the most likely culprit was in the pilot's seat.

"Why would she turn off video communications?" Allura snapped, drumming her fingers against one arm as Coran scanned all available frequencies for some form of contact with Pidge. "That doesn't seem like Pidge at all!"

Coran did not respond to that, his attention divided between the scanner and the monitors. He was going backwards through the footage, trying to determine when it was that the Green Lion launched. All of the lions were outfitted with alerts that went out to notify the bridge whenever a paladin launched solo; but someone had hacked the coding and this time the alert never tripped.

Allura had a pretty good idea of who.

She moved a little to the side and tapped one of the ship's internal communications lines. There was no doubt in her mind she would be able to tell if the Green Lion was in distress, and that went double for being captured by the enemy — and neither of those things had occurred yet. "Hunk," she said into the communications array. "I hate very dearly to interrupt your courtship, but I need you to get to the training bay and see if you can figure out what the memory core is doing."

Allura closed the open line before Hunk could finish stammering his way through the word 'courtship'. "You should call the others," Coran said, eyes on the screen ahead of him. "We'll likely need to launch all the lions to find and corral them."

Allura's hand still rested on the computer's console. "Why would Pidge do this?" she said aloud instead. "Stop the long-range scanners, Coran, I'll find her." She stepped toward the forward console, where Coran was standing, and brought the three dimensional map up with a few grand gestures.

"I don't know if that's the best idea, Princess Allura," Coran said, half turned from his console to watch her. Allura didn't respond, her eyes closed and hands outstretched; the map of star systems had spiraled out across the bridge, and then slowly shrank, zooming in on the system where they currently were. Coran shook his head and pressed a button on his console, opening up another communications line.


#

Rian was still in the training room when Hunk arrived. He'd swung by the Green Lion's bay to grab Pidge and one of her far-too-many pieces of filched Altean tech when he discovered what Allura and Coran already knew, that the Green Lion — as well as Pidge and Matt — were gone.

The Altean was standing in front of the memory core, both of his blades tucked under one arm, the other hand on his hip. Rian glanced at Hunk and Illianya as they entered the room, then looked back to the glowing memory core. It wasn't the softly flowing script that was lit up this time; instead the glow seemed to come from within the core itself. It was very faintly violet.

"Why do you have a memory core hooked up to so many primitive devices?" Rian asked as Hunk plopped the datapad onto a dock and made certain that the area was clear before dropped into a seated position on the floor in Pidge's usual spot. "Why not just a dock?"

"Hush," Illianya said to Rian. She was looking at the memory core though, a frown on her face.

"We got this off an abandoned Galra ship," Hunk said, eyes on the scrolling information in front of him. "We didn't know what it was, Lance and Shiro were in it." He tapped the datapad, then yanked his hand back as its screen went fuzzy. Without a word he scrambled forward and began yanking some of the wires from the stone. "It's pushing power back into the devices, they it's going to overload the system!"

Illianya leaped forward and helped Hunk pull the wires free; fortunately there were very few left. The memory core kept pulsing, softly violet. "I've never seen one act like this before," she said, taking a step back. "It's unreal."

Hunk was looking at the ends of the wires, then tossed them back toward the equipment, he didn't have time to catalog damage. "Do you think it's dangerous?" he said urgently. "If it's going to explode we need to shove it out an airlock now, no later."

Rian shook his head. "It's not dangerous," he said.

"Yeah, I really don't trust you," Hunk said, and looked at Illianya. She was squinting at the memory core like she was trying to remember something important. "Illianya?"

"I think it's resonating," she said finally.

"Okay, great," Hunk said. "If it's resonating, then that means there's something else oscillating at the same frequency. What could have triggered it?" He reached out to touch the memory core, and he could feel the warmth coming off the stone before his hand made contact. He didn't get a chance to feel it, though, because Illianya lunged forward and grabbed his arm with both hands, twisting it hard and yanking him to the side, keeping him from touching its surface. Hunk made a somewhat pathetic yelping noise as she dropped him.

"Don't touch it," Illianya snapped, and Hunk cradled his arm to his chest. She turned and glared daggers at Rian. "That means you too," she snapped, and Rian dropped his hand sullenly back to his hip.

"We need to find what else is resonating," Hunk said.

"Maybe it's the other memory cores." Rian's tone sounded bored. "Or the lions."

"If it had been one or the other of those this would have happened before," Hunk said, and shook his head sharply. "Dammit, where is Pidge, she was the one running all the experiments on this thing."

"Holt's sister is gone?" Rian said suddenly, and looked over to Hunk.

Illianya nodded her head. "As is he."

Rian looked at them both like they were crazy. "Why are we just standing here, then? They've clearly gone after the prisoner ship, we should be scrambling!"

Hunk looked at the memory core, torn. Then he nodded his head once. "I hate it that he's right, but he's right," Hunk said, looking at Illianya. He grabbed up the datapad from its dock and touched the communications line. "Bridge," he said. "Allura, the memory core is resonating but appears to be stable. I'm prepping Yellow for launch."


#

"Fuck," Keith groaned against the base of Shiro's cock. Lance's mouth was hot on his shoulder, and Keith groaned again when his teeth bit into the muscle there, not quite hard enough to break the skin. Keith was teetering on the precipice here, somehow clinging on to his sanity with his fingertips as Lance moved inside him slowly and deliberately.

Shiro's hand brushed down through Keith's hair, fingers trailing down his cheek to frame his jaw. Keith was pretty much laying over Shiro's lap now, and Shiro's cock was wet and shiny with Keith's spit and the copious fluid leaking from its tip. Keith had his hand tight around its base, behind the knot, and Shiro urged his chin up so he could look at Keith's flushed and wrecked face.

"Amazing," Shiro murmured. Keith gasped a little as Lance moved again, his hands tight on Keith's hips and pulling them higher in the air, adjusting the angle of penetration. He was already overwhelmed by this, too much sensation, and Keith opened his mouth obediently when Shiro swept his thumb over Keith's lower lip. "Good boy," he murmured, and Keith shuddered as Shiro slipped his fingers into Keith's mouth.

"You should come on his face," Lance's voice was a little farther away now, one hand had gone from his hip to his back, palm resting against Keith's spine. "I bet he'd like that."

"Mm," Shiro withdrew his fingers from Keith's mouth and left Keith panting, his cock right there and begging to be sucked. "I bet you'd like that, right, Lance?"

"Didn't say there wouldn't be perks for me in there too," Lance said, and snapped his hips suddenly. Keith tightened without conscious thought, wanting to keep Lance as deep as possible. It wasn't fair that Lance and Shiro could be just talking like this when Keith was almost delirious with the sensation of being thoroughly fucked. Lance curled his fingers in the hair gone lank with sweat at the base of Keith's neck. "Suck him," he said, yanking it firmly.

"Gonna... get you back," Keith managed to get out as Shiro shifted his own hips, pushing his erection against Keith's cheek. "Fuck, Lance-" Keith's entire body tensed up as Lance found the spot, and Shiro rumbled in amusement as Keith came hard, rutting his hips into the bedsheets.

"What are you gonna do?" Lance leaned forward on the bed, curling over Keith's body. He put one hand on Shiro's thigh, and the other right beside Keith's shoulder, using his body to keep Keith in place.

Keith panted hard as Shiro stroked his own cock slowly, watching them closely. "Gonna, gonna—" Keith huffed as Lance nuzzled the back of his neck, still rocking his hips slowly, thrusting in and out of Keith. "Gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to sit up," Keith heaved the words out, eyes closed and cheek pressed to Shiro's thigh. "Gon' fuck you both...."

"I'll look forward to that," Shiro said, and Keith barely registered it, as Shiro rocked the head of his cock gently across Keith's lips. Keith opened his mouth automatically, and seemed to come back to life with Shiro's cock in his mouth. He twisted a little and Lance caught his arm up, twisting it to his back and holding it there, using Keith as an anchor to fuck him faster. Shiro didn't look up, attention on Keith's face, although he heard the change in Lance's breathing.

"Close?" he asked, and Lance just grunted his reply, his entire attention devoted to Keith's body.

It was then that there was a beep from the console built into the wall at the foot of the bunk. "No no no," Lance groaned, doubling over Keith again. "Not now, not now-"

Coran's face appeared on the screen, although he was making a clear effort not to look up or make eye contact. "Sorry to disturb you," he said, staring down at the console. "But everyone needs to report to the bridge immediately."

"No, no," Lance buried his face in the back of Keith's neck. "Shiro, tell him no-"

"It might be a few minutes, Coran," Shiro said, his voice somehow perfectly normal despite Keith suckling on his cock. "We do have to get cleaned up."

"Quickly." Coran looked up and, although he flushed a little, made eye contact with Shiro. "It's the princess."