Ok so I was thinking about this fic from a while back lol. Its uncompleted and not great, but there was a certain part that I really liked in it. It gave me ideas for my own lil fic here LOL!
So here's the basic premise: On a mission Lance falls into a pool of weird alien chemicals. As a result, Lance becomes what the galra consider an Omega. But no one else--including Lance--know what tf that means. But yeah, BOM Galra being smitten with Lance and such.
NOTES:
- Breif Smut
- Xeth is pronuced
" Z-E-TH "
OK LETS GOOO!!!
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Lance had been acting strange lately. They thought it was caused by the weird glara chemicals he fell into on their last mission, but after a round in the healing pod that apparently wasn't the case. His scans showed no changes in his body or brain, he was fine! And yet, something was different. Lance wasn't necessarily acting bad, just strange. At first, no one had noticed anything. But it became more and more obvious as the days went on. He had become more clingy, and at the same time much more reclusive. He always wanted a hug or hand to hold, no matter who it was. But when he didn't he was extra insistant on privacy.
At one point, Pidge walked into his room and he screamed at the intrutrion. He wasn't even naked or anything! But he had responded as if she had caught him committing a crime. He apologized to her later by nuzzling her with his cheek and explaining he just needed her to knock next time.
Another time, Shiro caught Lance rooting the kitchen in the middle of the night. Not for food, but for untencils.
"Lance, what are you doing?" Shiro asked as he turned on the lights.
"Sh-Shiro!" Lance gasped, looking up at Shiro from where he was on the floor looking throught the cabneits. "What are you doing up? Its late!"
That was another thing. Lance had become very...motherly? He would dote on his teammates much more than before.
"I was just getting a glass of water," Shiro explained. "What are you doing?"
"I--" Lance began a passionate explanation of whatever he was doing, until he stopped. "I...I don't know..." he sounded genuinely confused. He brought his knees closer to him as he sat on the floor.
Shiro knelt down, and put his galra hand on his shoulder. "What were you looking for?"
"Hunk's spatula," Lance said.
"Why did you need Hunk's spatula?"
"I don't know...I don't remember."
"Lets get you to bed Lance," Shiro helped Lance up. "Who knows, maybe you're sleepwalking right now!"
Lance nodded silently, and let Shiro lead him back to his room. He kept his hand on Lance's back until they reached his door. Lance comfortably leaned into him, giving Shiro a sense of securtiy. Shiro felt like lance was silently telling him 'I Trust You'. But that didn't explain why Lance was raiding the kitchen for Hunk's Spatuala.
Later other teammates would also claim to have caught Lance searching for his teammates things, claiming to not know why he had been doing it.
Keith also had a very strange interaction with Lance, stranger than usual. It was late in the evening, around the time everyone should already be in bed. And of course, Keith was in the training room instead. Lance had recently been going around the castle at this time, dragging his teammates off to bed. It was a new thing, Lance had become very fond of all of them and extra caring. Normally he would nag them to go to sleep, and Lance's words could be very compelling all on their own. But now he was getting physical, dragging them away from whatever they had been doing to go to bed. At one point he had wrapped Pidge in a blanket like a burito, and she couldn't escape. She ranged as much as she could in that state, before she finally fell asleep.
So when Lance came into the training room, Keith realized it was his turn to be held captive in a blanket burito. Well, he wasn't going down without a fight! Before Lance could say anything, Keith started to explain that they were in a war and they had to be ready for anything! He could handle 'over-training' as Lance called it, it wasn't that big a deal--
Lance walked right up to where Keith had been standing in the middle of the training room. He had been carrying a pillow, which he dropped right in front of Keith. While giving a very stern look, he grabbed Keith's shoulders and shoved him down to the floor and made him lay his head on the pillow. Before Keith could object or try to escape whatever trap Lance was planning, Lance laid down using Keith's chest as a pillow.
Oh this clever bastard. Of course Lance knew he couldn't drag Keith away from the training room without receiving a few bite marks. So of course he'd make Keith go to sleep right there! And with Lance on his chest, he was completely trapped. It was so stupid and it worked.
It was weird that Lance was sleeping on his chest though. He could have easily done whatever blanket trap he did with Pidge, leave him here, and call it a night. But he chose to cuddle him here? Lance had been more touchy lately, but Keith didn't expect that to extend to himself.
Well, he was here now and wasn't escaping anytime soon. So when the training room motion activated lights turned off, Keith finally decided to sleep. While that had been helpful in getting Keith to sleep, it was still strange.
So yeah, Lance was acting strange. What was going on with him?
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About a week into this strange behavior, Lance fell ill. He locked himself in his room, and truly worrying sounds came from inside. It was Hunk who found him first.
Hunk walked up to Lance door, he wasn't at breakfast. He was about to just walk in, when he remember Pidge's incident and decided to knock.
"Morning Lance!" he knocked. "You missed breakfast, but I saved some for you. C'mon!"
Lance groaned, but it wasn't a 'ew morning' groan. It was a pained groan.
"Lance?" Hunk called. "Are you ok?"
Lance didn't respond.
Hunk tried to open the door, but it was locked. Lance never locked his door. "Lance, whats going on?!" Hunk became worried.
Lance's breathing was heavy, and it was clear he wasn't okay.
"I'm gonna go get Shiro," Hunk said. "I'll be right back!"
Hunk rushed into the lounge where everyone was spending time together before their daily training.
"Hunk what's wrong?" Alurra asked.
"Yeah, where's Lance?" Pidge asked.
"Somethings....Somethings wrong!" Hunk said, panting from running and nerves. "He...He won't open...the door. Its locked...he's in pain...or something...!"
Shiro stood up, "Take us to him Hunk."
Hunk led the Paladins and Altean's to Lance's door. The groans of pain had become muffled wails, as Lance tried and failed to cry into something.
"Lance, it's us," Shiro called through the door. He tried to mask the concern in his voice. "What's happening?"
"I...I don't know!" Lance sobbed through the door.
The team had never heard his voice so vunerable.
"Can you let us in?" Alurra said.
Lance made a sound of horror and Corran quickly stepped up.
"Ok! Ok! We won't come in, thats ok!" Corran reassured him.
"Lance, can you tell us how you're feeling right now?" Pidge said. "What hurts?"
"My...my stomach...lower...it hurts." Lance said, his voice strained. "Its...really hot...."
"That sounds like a fever," Hunk said. "But I can't explain the other stuff."
Lance let out a gasp of pain.
"Lance!" Keith cried out. "What happened?"
"Hurts...I can't...I can't think straight..." Lance's voice was becoming weaker.
Suddenly there was a chime ringing throughout the castle. It was the alert that the hangers had been opened, like an Altean Doorbell.
"Quiznack!" Corran gasped. "The Blade of Mamora! With all this Chaos we've forgotten their visit today!"
"Shit!" Pidge hissed.
"Language!" Shiro scolded
"We'll go greet them in the hanger, tell them we must reschedule." Alurra said quickly. "Paladins, you stay here. Keep trying to get him to open the door so we can get him to a healing pod. If things turn for the worst, use the emergency button to open the door."
"This isn't the worst?!" Hunk cried.
Alurra ignored that comment. "Keith, come with me to greet the Blade. Everyone else, please keep Lance safe."
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Keith, Corran, and Alurra rushed to the Blade members. Kolivan, two agents they had come to know--Flix and Xeth--stood to greet them.
"Kolivan," Alurra said, giving a quick bow. "We are very sorry, however something has come up and we are unable to continue this visit as planned."
"Is there an emergency mission?" Flix asked. "We'd be happy to help--"
"Its not that," Keith interrupted. "Just go!"
"Keith, don't be rude!" Corran said. "But yes, it is best you left."
"Princess Alurra, have we offended Voltron in one way or another?" Kolivan asked.
"No, not at all!" Alurra reassured him. "The Blue Paladin has fallen ill, and we are unsure how to cure him."
"At least we think he is ill," Corran said. "We cannot get him to open his door so we may take him to the healing pod."
"What are the symptoms?" Xeth asked. He and the other two were clearly very concerned.
"He says he his very overheated, and is experiencing pain in his stomach and quote 'lower'." Corran said. "He also mentioned he was having trouble thinking straight."
The blade members looked at eachother, they all seemed to be having the same train of thought.
"That sounds like Heat," Xeth said.
"He's an omega?" Flix gasped.
"He wasn't one before," Kolivan said. "That makes no sense."
"I mean, I always got omega vibes fro him--"
"Do you know what is afflicting our Blue Paladin?" Alurra demanded to know.
"We have our suspicions," Kolivan cleared his throat awkwardly. "However we are unsure--"
"How was the Blue Paladin acting the days before this?" Xeth budded in. "Any change in behavior?"
"Yes, many." Corran said.
"He had fallen into some weird galran chemicals. But his scans said everything was fine!" Keith said.
"But he had become quite clingy and suturing. And is more instant on privacy before." Alurra said.
"Oh yeah, that confirms it." Flix said.
"Confirms what?" Keith asked.
"Take us to the Blue Paladin." Kolivan said. "We will handle this."
"Handle what--"
A Blood-curdling scream shrieked throughout the castle, and the BOM members almost trampled the others as they ran down the halls. Of course Keith, Alurra, and Corran followed them.
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Lance was getting worse behind the door, the breathing becoming labored and groans of pain louder.
"Lance, talk to us!" Hunk cried.
"Open the door!" Pidge said. "We're trying to help you!"
Lance was no longer speaking to them. The 'trouble thinking straight' must have been more than they thought, because he couldn't seem to form coherent words anymore.
"Thats it, we have to open the door." Shiro said. "We have to get him to a healing pod!"
Pidge and Hunk nodded.
Shiro slammed his hand on the emergency button, and Lance's door flew open. The room was completely dark, so Lance flinched when the light began to enter from the hall. A mess of blankets, pillows, and clothes had formed a pile on the floor. Some of it belonged to the others. Lance laid on the pile, dripping in sweat. He was curled in a ball, holding his stomach in pain. Lance shrieked when the others walked in.
"Lance, c'mon..." Shiro tried to coax him softly.
"We have to get you to a healing pod." Pidge said.
Lance shook his head.
"Lance please," Hunk said.
Hunk and Shiro grabbed Lance's arms and began to pull him away from the mess of bedding and clothes. Lance screamed louder than they had ever heard him scream before, and it was filled with more terror than Lance had felt in his life. They dropped him right away back to the pile, and Lance began to sob.
"No!" he screamed. His sobs went from loud to quietly horrified, as he repeated
"no no no no no no no--" Over and over again.
Hunk and Pidge depseretly applogized next to him, trying to get him to respond.
Alurra and the others returned, and they had brought the visiting BOM. Why did she bring them? Lance was clearly in no place to see anyone!
"Princess, why did you bring them?!" Shiro gasped.
"They say they know what's happening," Alurra said. "We have to trust them."
"And it looks like things have taken a turn for the worse." Keith said.
The three Blade members stepped into the room, and all took a deep breath.
"Oh yeah, he's in heat." Flix said.
"C'mon, lets help him." Xeth said, walking forward and kneeling down to Lance.
"What can we do?" Hunk asked, scared for his best friend. "Will he be ok?!"
Kolivan turned to Team Voltron. "Lance will be...ill for the the following week. However it is perfectly normal--"
"Normal?!" Pidge yelled. "Like hell--"
We need each of you to bring one belong of yours to lend to Lance for the week. After that Flix and Xeth. will tend to him for the duration of the week. I will return at the end of the week to collect Flix and Xeth and tell you what the Blue Paladin's...illment is."
Kolivan's tone left no room for objection, so depspite their worried states everyone obeyed.
Hunk returned with a headband, Pidge returned with a night shirt, Keith and Shiro both returned with a pair of their socks, and Alurra and Corran returned with one of their pillows. Kolivan handed off the items to Flix and Xeth, and left them alone with Lance. He told them to provide lots of food and water throughout the week, and not to enter the room unless requested to. With that, he left.
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Flix and Xeth knlet on either side of Lance's nest. Whatever those 'Galra Chemicals' did turned him into an Omega. Many differnt species had A/B/O dynamics, but not Earthlings. Lance was probably the first human to ever experience an Omega Heat. Poor guy, he had no idea what was happening to him.
"Lance, can you hear us?" Flix asked in a calming tone. He released coaxing scents.
Smelling the Alpha Galra's scent was able to get Lance to respond to them. Lance's eyes fluttered open. He was familer with the two BOM members he was greeted to.
"Lance, we know you're very confused right now." Xeth said softly, also releasing scents. "You're in an Omega heat. We will explain more when its over in a few days. But you're going to be ok."
Lance finally began to relax into his nest with that reassurance.
"We're going to help you, ok?" Flix said.
"But we need permission to enter your nest and to touch you Lance." Xeth said. "We won't do anything too extreme--!"
Lance was so deep into his heat he unwillingly allowed his new Omega Instincts to take control. He couldn't even talk, he felt so lost. He let out a whine, that translated into permission for the two Alphas to take care of him.
Flix and Xeth nodded to eachother and climbed into Lance's nest. It was not a great nest, but then again he was a new omega. He had no idea what he was doing or why he was doing it. So for what it was, it was fine.
Xeth sat behind Lance and propped him up to rest his head in his lap. He ran his fingers through Lance's hair, calming Lance and making him purr. Flix sat next to Lance, and unzipped Lance's pants. He was soaked with slick, and probably had no idea his pain was actually Heat Arousal.
Lance's dick was purple, blood rushed to the tip. Flix ran his hand lightly on it, letting Lance know he was about to help him. Lance thrusted into his hand weakly, until he realesed violently. Xeth shushed him, and praised him. Flix rubbed Lance's stomach, telling him it was ok and he was doing so good.
This continued throughout the week, along with making sure Lance was fed and hydrated. They tended to his heat, kept him calm, and made sure to reassure him with praise. As the days went on Lance began to come back to himself, and his speech and mind slowly returned. Flix and Xeth quickly explained that Lance was now an Omega and that he was having his first ever heat. He managed to understand despite his mind still being a bit muddled. He thanked Flix and Xeth for helpinh him before another wave hit and he lost his thoughts once again.
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Kolivan arrived at the end of the week, and explained everything to the team. At first Hunk was pissed, that they would dare touch his friend while he couldn't properly consent. But calmed down once Kolivan explained the BOM protocal and that nothing extreme was committed. Kolivan continued to explain Lance's new state and instincts, and soon enough everyone understood.
Meanwhile Xeth and Flix were explaining everything to Lance too, and it didn't take long for everyone to be on the same page. Lance bid farewell to the two alphas, but not without expressing his gratitude with many hugs. The two just said that they were happy to help. They expressed fondness in Lance, and Lance felt flattered.
Eventually everything went back to normal, or as normal as it could be from now on. Missions, Training, bonding, nothing changed much other than one week a month where Lance would be shut up in his room. More often than not Xeth and Flix would spend the week with him.
So Lance was an Omega now. Huh, not as strange was they thought it would be.
THE END
Lol you can tell I got a bit lazy near the end lol. I OG had a lot more ideas but I'm rlly tired today. sorry, LOL!
Well, I hope you enjoyed it still. Bye!
