Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Just my Husband, laptop, my 3 dogs and a very overactive imagination… Dragon Ball Z and any songs mentioned in this fic DO NOT belong to me. I'm just borrowing them for my own twisted amusement.
Hello! Here are my responses to the Mature BVDN on the We're Just Saiyan Google Community for November 25, 2014. The theme was Dessert. Prompts had to be 300 words or less.
Please be advised, mature content though nothing too bad… I was kinda leading up to it slowly with each word prompt. If anyone has any other prompts they'd like to add to continue this, leave your word prompt in a review… ;)
The Secret to Catching and Keeping a Saiyan
Prompt 1: Cheesecake
Word Count: 300
He approached her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her close and inhaling her scent deeply. She wasn't wearing anything but for her royal blue satin robe; so far as he knew. Perhaps she was wearing something underneath as well? She was always full of surprises, never ceasing to amaze him no matter how many times they had been together.
She moaned quietly as she leaned herself back into his warm embrace; she always loved it when he held her from behind, the way his arms felt around her delicate frame, the way he would skim his nose along the back of her neck as he breathed in her scent. She loved how he would gently nip at her ear or the base of her neck, a subtle reminder that he was still that rough, untamed being she had met on Namek and had invited to live at her house months ago.
She felt his mouth smirk against the back of her neck; he knew exactly what he was doing and exactly what drove her wild with desire.
"You smell good," he murmured against her ear, taking another deep breath. He couldn't tell if it was her hair or her skin.
"If you think I smell good, then wait until you taste me." she said, shrugging nonchalantly.
He chuckled at her, the breath from his lungs giving her goose bumps. Her breath hitched as she felt him run his tongue from the back of her neck all the way up to behind her right ear. "Hmmn," he growled appreciatively. "You do taste good."
"Its cheesecake," she said slyly, glad that she had chosen well in the flavored lotion she had chosen for tonight. She had specifically picked it for him, knowing what a sweet tooth he had.