#sheith | #kurosheith | #ryoukurosheith | I guess that's the ship name??? It is now | royal triplets Shiro, Kuron, and Ryou | pesent Keith | arranged marriage | deaf Keith | Galra Keith | hurt and comfort | angst | past injury | nsfw | threesome

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"This is the best you could find?" Ryou scoffed from his throne. "It's scrawny."

"He," Lotor glared, trying to keep an air of respect. "Is the best option we can provide."

The triplets stood, coming closer to inspect their new bride.

(( omfg I meant foursomes I can't fucking count ))

"So covered, a pity." Kuron grinned, a wicked look. "But I do love his figure."

The little Galra didn't move as he was inspected, head down in submission. Shiro raised an eyebrow, standing in front of them.

"Your offering pleases us. We will allow you a moment to say goodbye."

Lotor exhaled, relived, and knelt in front of the little one. He spoke softly, slow, from what the brothers could tell.

After a brief moment, Lotor stood. "I know you three have....quite the reputation. Be kind to him, please..."

Lotor left quickly, leaving them with the Galra. All three of them sighed, losing their hard exterior mask.

"These diplomatic shit talks are the worst." Kuron grumbled,

Looking at the Galra again. "Well, come on."

The Galra jumped a little when Ryou touched his shoulder, and looked up enough to follow them deeper into the castle.

"We know we seem cruel, but trust us." Shiro side glanced the Galra. "We aren't going to hurt you."

Shiro frowned when he received no answer, and the triplets brought him to the washroom.

"You can remove your veil..." Ryou sighed when the Galra didn't move, and unclasped the silk around the Galra's face. The brothers gasped and recoiled at the burn scar covering-

The right side of his face, blinding his eye.

"What in the stars happened to you?!" Ryou scowled, voice raising. "The council will have a fit if they find out he's scarred!"

"We already sealed the alliance." Kuron paced, furious. "They've disrespected our kingdom-"

Shiro's brow furrowed when the Galra flinched, the fur on his ears and tail fluffing up. He trembled, curling his arms around himself like he was awaiting punishment. An idea came to mind, and he snapped his fingers near the Galra's ear.

No response.

"Oh, you poor thing..." Shiro knelt in front of the Galra, gently lifting his chin. "Can you read lips?"

The Galra looked at his mouth, nodding quickly. The poor thing looked mortified, on the verge of tears. Ryou and Kuron stopped bickering, looking towards the two.

"I promise, we will not hurt you." Shiro spoke slowly, camly, trying to soothe the Galra. "Who did this to you?"

The Galra pinned his ears back, eyes darting between the brothers before he pointed a shaky finger at them.

They paled, and the Galra quickly lowered his head again,

Shaking, the posture submissive.

"He..must have been in one of the villages we conquered..." Kuron chewed at his bottom lip, guilt gnawing at him.

"These wars are ridiculous.." Ryou paced, scowling. "We didn't even start it, Altea did."

"We can't fix the damage done, but..." Shiro got the Galra's attention again. "You are safe here."

The Galra scoffed, surprising the brothers. It seemed he still had some fight in him, and this revelation pleased the triplets.

"We will give you some privacy,

Take as much time as you need. We will send for you when you are done."

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Keith waited until he was sure they were gone before he moved, fighting back a sob of fear. The Arus brothers were malicious on the battlefield, cruel and vile.

And he was to marry them.

The washroom was huge, bigger than Keith had ever seen. The water was so warm, soothing his aches. He was meticulous in cleaning himself, scrubbing away any dirt from his travels. He started to cry when he saw his reflection in the water. He was hideous, scarred and damaged.

The fire that took his hearing and his right eye had taken his family too, along with half his village. Keith was the last unmated, and a virgin, which sealed his fate. The brothers would surely do away with him once they saw the rest of his body.

He cried, head in his hands. Keith just had to keep telling himself that this was for the good of his people.

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The triplets stood at the altar, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

"We don't even know his name." Ryou crossed his arms.

"Relax, and be quiet." Shiro scolded his brother, facing forward when the announcement was made.

The brothers eyes widened when the Galra was brought out, led by Hunk. He was /stunning/, his lilac skin highlighted by the red silks and golden chains. The outfit was modest,

Hiding most of his face as they requested to protect him. Though it didn't take away his beauty.

The ceremony was short, to the point, and the brothers took the Galra to their sleeping chamber.

The brothers sat on the bed, looking the Galra over. Shiro was the first to approach him, tilting his chin up to look him in the face.

"May we undress you?"

The Galra's eyes widened, but he nodded, looking away quickly. He was shaking, ears pinned back.

"Shiro, he's terrified.

The council will check him-" Kuron started, but Ryou interrupted him.

"Not if we forbid it. The council won't touch him." Ryou crossed his arms, looking at Shiro. "We can't let them."

"I know, I know..." Shiro unclasped the veil, dropping it to the floor. "Can you-

Tell us your name?"

The Galra swallowed, eyes darting between the brothers before he brought up his shaking hands. The sign was clumsy, but they knew enough of it to understand.

'Keith'

"Keith." Shiro smiled, brushing the hair behind Keith's ear. "It suits you."

Keith looked away, still shaking. Kuron and Ryou joined Shiro, guiding Keith to the bed.

"We aren't going to do anything you don't want us to." Kuron made sure Keith was looking at him before he spoke. "You don't need to be afraid."

The Galra was stiff, but he nodded again.

They only slept, giving Keith room on their bed, fully clothed. He watched the brothers sleep, confused. Lotor and the other elders had told him what the Arus brothers were like, how they treated consorts. But....they weren't doing anything. They were giving him space.

Perhaps they didn't trust him. Lotor did have a reputation, even amongst Galra. He would just have to wait and see.

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Keith was uncomfortable sitting in a room full of royals, always next to one of the brothers.

(( more details cause I'm a forgetful idiot. The triplets are altean ))

The other royals stared at him with unease and disgust. Keith ignored him, standing next to Kuron while the other two were making small talk. It had occurred to Keith that the brothers' strict and cold-

Demeanor was a front for people outside of the castle. It was jarring, but he understood.

A dignitary approached Kuron that made Keith's fur stand on end, he didn't like the look of them, how they spoke.

They gave Kuron a drink, and walked away. Keith watched them go, but a sickly sweet scent filled his nose. He knew that smell, zollo root. An Altean wouldn't dare have that root in their vicinity, it was extremely poisonous-

Keith startled, quickly grabbing Kuron's cup and-

Downing its contents. Kuron scowled at him, raising his hand to strike his face, when he paused. Keith was looking at him, already swaying on his feet.

"Keith?" Concern flooded his face, and he knelt in front of Keith, holding him by his shoulders.

"It seems your consort if very ill-mannered." Another royal sneered. "Perhaps a public lesson will-"

"Silence." Kuron growled at them, turning back to Keith. He looked down when Keith's trembling hand showed him the inside of the cup, and the bright red root still in the bottom.

"Zollo root...?" Kuron scooped Keith into his arms, dashing towards the healer. "Lock down the castle!"

Shiro and Ryou followed while the castle doors shut, keeping their guests inside.

Keith was wheezing by the time they reached the healer, sweat clinging to him.

"Luckily, zollo root only makes Galra violently ill, he will survive."

The triplets were relived, but they had to wonder how Keith knew the drink was laced.

The Galra opened his eyes, bleary and unfocused, but he reached for Kuron. His ear tilted in inquiry. Kuron knelt next to the bed, holding Keith's hands as he spoke slowly.

"I'm alright, love. But, how did you know about the root?"

Keith coughed, and slowly pointed to his nose.

"That's impossible." The healer frowned, but didn't sound angry, merely confused. "Zollo root has no smell."

"He's deaf, maybe his senses have been amplified?" Ryou stared at the Galra, brow furrowed. "Galra have better senses than us."

"Perhaps, but at least it was-

Caught, and none of you drank it."

The healer tended to Keith until they were sure he would live and left him to the brothers.

They doted on him, gave him whatever he needed. Keith seemed nervous by their gestures, even more so when Kuron apologized for raising his hand to him.

Actually, Kuron apologized with flowers, gold, silver, and what Keith believed to be the head of a dragon. It was far too much just for detecting poison, but the brothers insisted that their bride be well taken care of.

But things changed when the council made their visit.

They asked about the consummation of the marriage, to which the brothers sneered and told them it was none of their business.

"If it is, unsuitable." The council glared at Keith. "It will be replaced."

Keith paled, replacement meant death.

The brothers argued, and Keith took the time to sneak back to their bedroom. He had been with the triplets for about four moons now, and they only gave him the utmost respect. Of course, they threatened punishment in front of others, but Keith understood. Only the-

Cruel and malicious held power, the brothers had a reputation to keep. They've struck him before, and thoroughly apologized for it, bathing Keith with care, giving him gifts. Their true remorse is what soothed the wounds. Keith never even scarred, always given attention right-

After. The brothers seemed to truly love him, and if Keith were honest....

He felt the same way. Now he just needed to shove away his nerves.

The brothers entered the bedroom soon after Keith made his decision, scowling and pacing as they continued to argue. Keith could only make out some things, their pacing too quick for him to read their lips. They refused to force Keith to do anything, willing to do away-

With the council if need be. Keith didn't want that, he needed to show them that he wanted them.

Keith was careful to approach, and when they stopped pacing, he placed their hands on his body, pinning them with a nervous and wanting look.

They blinked, looking at him curiously. Keith hoped his want could be conveyed with this. Shiro seemed to get it first, kneeling in front of him and looking him in the eye.

"Keith, are you asking what I think you're asking?"

He nodded, pressing more into their hands.

"Are you absolutely sure you want this?"

They didn't seem convinced, and Keith huffed. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Shiro's, purring softly. He pulled away to look at their startled faces, and brought his fingers together to form a heart.

#nsfw | alien genitals | afab amab language | tripletcest??? | Shirocest | I guess? | Double penetration | talk of mpreg |

"Stars above, you are adorable." Kuron scooped Keith into his arms and set him gently on the bed, Ryou and Shiro at his sides and pressing kisses onto-

His thighs. Keith mewled, letting the brothers position him how they pleased.

"You do trust us, don't you Kitten?" Shiro looked up from where he had nestled himself between Keith's legs, making sure the Galra was paying attention. Keith nodded enthusiastically, wiggling.