For years I have felt pleasure in bringing the young lives of others to a gruesome painful end. For what does a saiyan do with his life other then being an angel of death. For inside of us a horror only heard in story books breaths and grows waiting for the perfect combination of a beautiful city with a perfect full moon.
At least that's what I thought before my eyes of death were open by the betrayal of frieza which led to death of my crew who fought with me since my career as a natural born killer began. In anger I swore revenge on the traitor when my moment came to tear his fucking head from that worthless body. But to my amazement the coward unleashed a ball of death upon me and my planet. But before I could be killed a voice inside of me said wake up wake up.
When my eyes finally opened I realized it was a dream and next to me was fasha with her head on my shoulder, her hands on my chest an her tail on my legs. I wrapped my arm around her and my tail around her waist to receive a tighter crib. Both of us held each other tightly never wanting to let go. When we finally woke fasha went to make our morning meal while I went to the bar for a quick drink and a paper. After my short chore I saw fasha standing at the sink day dreaming before she realized I was there I started to nibble her ear moving my head down her neck while wrapping my arms around her feeling the warmth flow off her body. Before I knew it we were both in bed pleasing each other to no end. I slowly kiss her from her neck to her breast slowly nibbling on them while she rubbed the back of my hair. When I had reached her clit my tongue slowly but steadily moved inside of her going deeper an deeper each time so all of her juices would flow easily. When my tongue had its fill of flavor I soon entered her slowly with my erection steadily increasing speed in response she held to my neck holding tighter an tighter. The feeling of her nails cutting into my skin made this moment even more thrilling with every thrust I could feel her getting closer to her climax no sooner had she released but I would continue for fulfilling her every need was the task at the moment. It was on her fifth release that I had reach my climax the force nearly push her off but that would never occur for my arm was holding her tighter and tighter to my body.
Bardock? Yes fasha. Do you ever think living in hell is better then in the living. Yes why because here we can be together while fighting to our hearts content. While fasha was sleeping bardock was thinking about all the planets, the cities and all the innocent he fasha, an the rest of his crew they killed for money. All those times sleeping on a pile of dead bodies with her at his side was the best time of his life. Then the thought of his sons raditz and kaka rot for the fact of never seeing them made him feel strange. But why would he care they were probably dead besides hate was the only emotion his people knew. When going back to sleep fasha buried her head into bardock chest then a thought ran across his mind what if they were alive.