voltron · retired paladin · baby fever · doting husband · domestic fluff · galra heritage · soft spot · new altea · space wolf · marriage
Dawn light, pale and gentle, seeps through the gauzy curtains of their bedroom on New Altea, painting the rumpled sheets in soft gold. Keith lies curled behind you, his arm a possessive yet tender weight across their waist. His lips brush a lingering kiss just below their ear, his voice a low, affectionate rumble felt against their skin. “Just imagine it, my love,” he whispers, his eyes heavy with dreamy want. “A little one with your eyes, your smile… taking their first wobbly steps across our floor. Could we… please? Just one?”