Rating: M
Pairing: 18/Vegeta
Genre: PWP with violence
A/N: I don't own DB characters nor get any profit for writing this. This is quite frank text so if you're not into pain or cheating, there's that arrow you can use to go back. The title comes from a song I listened when I got inspiration to write this.
Reviews, both positive and negative, are nice, however flamers can go to hell.
Sometimes it's nice to be out
She had no idea how it all started. Were they "they" before Cell or only after she had married Krillin? How many unsatisfied nights had she spent with her husband lusting after another man? She wanted to feel his strong arms, painfully bestial kisses. What they were was nothing romantical. They didn't eat dinner by candlelight.
Instead he fucked her against a lamppost or something. Just like she wanted.
18 wasn't afraid of pain, she was tough woman no matter how many times Krillin refused to see it. Vegeta, however, saw what she was. He wasn't afraid of hurting her, she was partially machine.
"Hello, fucking machine," Vegeta grinned, it was untamed and ferocious smile. That was what android was to him, a machine he could use when he wanted.
"Well, nice to see you too, ape," the blonde android shot back.
"Oh, are we going to talk?"
"You started it," 18 replied coldly.
"So I'm a man and stop it too," Vegeta laughed and stepped closer with the saiyan speed. 18 was quick too, and saw him coming. She braced herself before Vegeta pushed her hard against the wall.
"You broke the wall, idiot," 18 commented dryly and gasped when Vegeta's hands grabbed her breasts. He massaged them hard causing her to groan.
"So what? These human idiots can repair it." His lips brushed against 18's and hands ripped her shirt off. Yeah, buttons dropped on the ground. So? 18 was his, he could do that.
He massaged her breasts just because he happened to like the feel of the soft flesh. 18 liked pain, not some shitty romance. Vegeta liked to cause pain. When Vegeta took her so harshly that she had to scream she was alive. She knew that she was worth something, she wasn't just pitied.