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"Are you hurt?" "Uh, no, just- I got knocked around a little, hit my head... and my hip..." "Here?" Lance choked down a strangled squeak when Keith's fingertip covered more than just his hip, the giant being completely oblivious as he pressed down lightly but effectively on his crotch. Lance's face went beat red and his entire body went rigid, and he prayed to God if there was any justice left in the universe, that nothing else would get hard. *** When team Voltron gets captured by the Galra and make for a speedy if not sloppy escape, they're faced with new Galra tech they have yet to understand. That is, until Lance takes the blow and is left to suffer the consequences until they can somehow turn him back to normal. In the mean time, being four inches tall and being babysat by his dashing rival shouldn't be too bad. Lance can handle this. No matter what happens, no matter what he sees, whatever he hears... It'll be okay. Because this is temporary. And he's safe. Right?
Chapter 1
