Jemi's Challenge Response


"This is so not right."

Lance crossed his arms and glared out at the group. "Does anyone else have a problem with this game?"

The people exchanged looks. "No," Sven laughed. "Lance, it vill be fun."

"No. I've played this before, and I know what happens. Humiliation. Degradation. Completely subjugation of the psyche. Anyway, why does he have to play?"

Everyone turned to look at the blue skinned prince, who pouted. "I was invited."

"Sure, by who?"

"Whom, Lance. Grammar."

Lance turned to the smallest pilot. "Who or whom, if he doesn't answer, I'll be using you as my torture implement."

"Whoa, calm down, Lance." Hunk gently pushed Lance to sit at the table again. "Calm."

"Easy for you to say."

"Yes. Easy to do as well."

Lance took a deep breath. "Fine, let's get this out of the way."

He grabbed the bottle and spun it, until it stopped pointing at Lotor. Lance sighed. "Lotor. Truth or Dare?"

"Truth."

"What do you see in Allura?"

Lotor went purple, so they assumed he was blushing. "Well, it's the done thing, isn't it? Evil prince loves good princess and attempts to marry and ravish her. It's tradition. That's what I see."

He grabbed the bottle and spun it a little harder than he meant to. It nearly became air born, until it settled on Hunk. "Truth or dare?"

"Umm, truth. No dare. No, umm," he threw a pained glance at Pidge who just laughed harder, then to Lance, who threw up his hands, and finally to Keith, who just lashed his tail. "Umm, dare."

Lotor paused. "Sing. Now. Karaoke."

Hunk gaped at him. "You have got to be kidding."

"No way. Do it, tubby."

"Tubby!" Hunk grabbed the prince by his throat. "Who you calling tubby?"

"Hunk!" Keith hissed at him. "Down."

"Fine, I'll do the karaoke when it starts up." He grabbed the bottle and spun it. "Lance, truth or dare?"

Lance breathed a small sigh of relief. "Truth."

"What's the story with the handcuffs and gag in your room?"

Lance hung his head. He knew this was a bad idea.

*****

"No way! Number one rule, no dare that you would not do yourself."

Lotor smirked at Lance. "I would, and you know it."

"No! I will not wear that!"

"C'mon, it's just us. Who'll know?"

"I'll know!" Lance pouted. "I'm not doing it."

Pidge's eyes opened wide, like a shark who has scented blood. "Are you refusing the dare?"

Lance gulped. "No. I'm not refusing it, I'm merely skeptical as to the integrity of it, Goddamn, you're all out to get me!"

Hunk lay his hands on Lance's shoulders and forced him to sit down. "Breathe, Lance. In and out. Calm."

"Calm! Wearing that? Calm!? Not happening! Keith, help me!"

Keith snorted and rolled over, curling his tail around himself. Pidge snickered. "Keith won't be helping you. He drank something he shouldn't have. He'll sleep like a kitten for at least eight hours."

"What?! No! Keith, help me!"

Keith smiled in his sleep as Lance was dragged off, with the costume.

******

Sven and Pidge sat by the side of the stage, singing loud and bawdy songs that definitely didn't suit the feminine clothing they had gotten into on a dare from one another. Sven had his arms wrapped tightly around the smaller man, his lipstick smeared across his cup and Pidge's cheek.

Keith still dozed lightly, tail twitching in time to the music. The gaudy red bow bobbed in time with the music, causing him to lash every now and again.

Lance was serving drinks. He had refused to give Keith a blow job while he was asleep, (dare from Pidge, there was no question about the boy's morals being that low) and, on the advice of Lotor, had been assigned to serving everyone for the rest of the night.

Hunk had stripped on a dare from Lotor, and was currently completely naked except for a loincloth, singing karaoke on the stage, beer in one hand, microphone in the other.

Lotor sat in the corner, dressed as Frank'n'furter, looking horny and bored, and eying Sven off speculatively. He was idly rolling his thumbs and gazing around, quite often watching Lance's tantalizing butt wander past in the g-string.

With a yawn, Keith opened his eyes and looked around. Not wanting to try and understand the scene around him he lay his head back down and went back to sleep.


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