LADIES! Lock up your kids and keep a man or device close. Because this is very likely the smuttiest fucking smutty smut I have EVER fucking written. Why do I say that? Because the smut begins almost immediately and it's thirteen fucking pages long at 11 font in Word. That's why. And guess what!? IT'S A TRIPLE SHOT WITH SMUT IN EVERY CHAPTER! LOTS OF IT!

SO R&R AND I CAN GET THE NEXT ONE FINISHED AND POSTED BY MONDAY! WOOOOOO!

And special thanks to ALL of my betas (except you Eiahlaie, where ARE you, gurl!? I'm starting to get worried again! Did your computer eat something bad again and shit violently all over your desk like last time?) for tolerating me all day on Skype! :D FALCON PUNCH!

Gods damn it all the bowels of the seven hells, WHY did battle always do this to her!? Ok, fine. Not always. Just with him—that smug, arrogant, egotistical, evil motherfucker. And sexy. Better not forget sexy. But why did sexy have to come with the package of him being the biggest violent dick in the universe?

And that evil prick now had her pinned to a wall, her hands held above her head at the wrists by just one of his large, calloused hands, his body pinning her tightly, his thigh pressing between her legs to keep her in place as he grinned down at her in triumph. And gods help her, the feeling of the warmth of his chest seeping into hers through her bodice was making her pulse race and her nipples stiffen in reaction. "Let me go," she hissed up at him, intent on distracting the both of them—him from noticing her traitorous body's reaction, and her from the way she wanted to lean up and taste the trickle of sweat rolling down from his bare collarbone.

"Why, princess? Is this position making you uncomfortable?" He chuckled softly, tightening the grip on her wrists to make her wince and squirm.

Cosmos didn't squirm for too long, though; the moment she began to move, the friction against his thigh was sending little shots of sweet pleasure coursing through her, and she panted both from fear, the battle high, and pure lust when she stilled. "Yes," she answered honestly. "It is quite uncomfortable."

"Good," he purred. "It's going to get a lot more uncomfortable in a minute… and I think I'll let you choose just how, woman. You want a slow disembowelment? Or for me to cut off your arms and legs and let you bleed out that way?"

"Turles… Chaos… whomever you are… you know just as well as I that if you kill me, you die as well. Neither of us can exist without the other."

The Saiyan caging her in with his half-naked body sighed and rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes, of course. So… just how exactly do I trap you in the Cauldron? Something tells me it's going to be complicated," he grumbled. Frustrated by the fact that the being lurking within him and augmenting his powers couldn't come up with an answer, Turles took it out on Cosmos by pushing against her tighter, shoving the air partially out of her lungs. "Now the question is, how do I torture it out of you without killing you?"

Cosmos didn't answer, she was too busy trying not to moan at the way his leg had slid up and her sex had ground down onto him.

"What, woman? For once in your life, you don't have some witty comeback or scathing remark to—what the fuck is that…" Turles sniffed long and hard, his nose up in the air, but when he didn't smell that enticing aroma a second time and only caught whiffs of smoke and a dying planet, he dipped back in and sniffed her neck, his eyes going wide and his lips slowly spreading in a shit-eating grin. "Well, well, well… does the thought of your impending doom turn you on, princess? Or is it just me?"

Sure, the adrenaline coursing through her veins had a lot to do with it, but the fact that he was so fucking gorgeous wasn't helping matters. "No," she ground out, "it has to do with—" She was cut off by her own gasp of pleasure when he slowly, lazily rocked his leg up into her core. "That," she finished with a whimper.

"Hm… I'm amazed I didn't notice how damned warm you feel against my leg, Cosmos. Did that feel good?" Turles grinned when she turned the color of the fires raging in the distance and she looked away in embarrassment. Come up with some way to trap her, he told Chaos. I'll keep her distracted and immobilized in the meantime. And at least it would be an awfully pleasant distraction. "So, is this new for you, baby?" He breathed in her ear. "Or do I make you this hot every time we fight? Answer me honestly, now… you know that I can smell a lie as well as I can smell your arousal."

"No, I'm only turned on because you keep grinding into my crotch, you asshole!" Cosmos snapped up at him, struggling once more only to wind up whimpering at the heat pooling between her thighs.

"Oh, no, by all means keep fighting me," Turles chuckled. "I'd love to watch you get off on my thigh." When she just stared up at him angrily, he bent his head in and nibbled at her ear. "I wasn't joking, baby… I really would love to watch you come."

Cosmos tried to choke in a moan of desire when he coupled his words with a slow rocking of his leg, but it came out as a whine and she struggled instinctively again, only for him to continue the slow, carefully measured movements. "W—What are you—oh gods… Turles, please no… you've got to be joking, right? You're not really going to—"

She was cut off by a kiss, harsh and unyielding, a tongue dueling with her own and a hand cupping a breast through her fuku, and gods help her, she couldn't stop herself from moaning into his mouth and rocking her own body into the movements of his thigh. Cosmos heard a tear then and felt the sensation of air ghosting over her heated skin just before a hot mouth descended on a nipple and began to suck, and she moaned loudly in response, moving harder against him, drawing closer to her climax.

And when it happened, Turles was more stunned than she was, but he kept his unyielding thigh moving when she cried out loudly, his pants becoming soaked through from her juices, her voice softening to a whimper as he rode out her orgasm. The Saiyan groaned when he heard his name being whispered in his ear and he eased back enough to look down at her, keeping her hands pinned securely above her head.

Not that he really needed to; the fight had utterly gone out of Sailor Cosmos's eyes and she was gazing up at him in genuine awe, those gorgeous blue orbs hazy with pleasure, the pupils blown from her level of arousal. Turles let her stand on her own, withdrawing his thigh, holding her gaze as he pressed her tightly to the wall with his body and slowly ground his fully aroused cock up into her core.

A responding grind decided him; they had no need for words, and that was all the answer he needed before he rent her fuku to shreds with his free hand and unfastened his fatigues. Turles lifted her then, keeping her hands pinned, and groaned loudly the moment he thrust into her in one swift movement, the feeling of her body welcoming him warmly nudging him close to an orgasm already. "So goddamn tight," he breathed into her hair. He was ready to go for broke and fuck her stupid, but when he began to move he felt her stiffen in his arms and he stopped.

"What?" He asked irritably. Damn it, he hadn't been with a woman in forever, and now she was going to protest!? After he'd gotten her off!? What the fuck!?

"Hurts," she whimpered. "Y—you're… too big like this."

Watching her cheeks flush in embarrassment made stopping worth it—not to mention the compliment about his size—and Turles flashed her a smug grin before withdrawing and bending his mouth to her ear. "I'm going to release your hands," he breathed, "but if you try anything…"

"I won't," she immediately replied, her face turning all the colors of the sunset. "I promise." Cosmos refused to acknowledge the bit of disappoint she felt when his hand let her wrists go; it was difficult enough to admit that she wanted him and come to terms with the fact that they were very likely going to have sex… she damn sure wasn't going to concede that she'd been turned on by being restrained.

Her blush faded a bit when he knelt, and she was genuinely confused when he began to nip and lick at her inner thighs, his face contorted with pleasure as he sniffed her core and gave her a single lick. "W—What are you… Turles, you… you don't have to—"

His expression was a little exasperated when he looked up at her, his flinty eyes barely cracked open, just as glazed with desire as her own were. "Woman, you know better than anyone that I don't do shit unless I very well fucking want to," he snorted. His lips twitched up in a little grin then and he gave her a single, slow lick, relishing the way her hips nudged themselves closer to his face and she let out a barely audible whimper. "Were you protesting because you think it'll be so good that it'll kill you?"

Cosmos rolled her eyes at his trolling and lightly flicked his ear with a fingertip. "Stop being an ass."

Now that was the Cosmos he knew and lo—er… not that word. Lusted. Yeah, lusted was much more fitting than that stupid "L" word with all of its stupid associations of commitment and babies. "If I stop being an ass, will you suck my cock in exchange?" He asked hopefully, carefully tucking away his previous thought for better study as he ignored the way Chaos was raging inside of him suddenly, insisting that he kill the Queen of the Stars. Hell no! He yelled at the dark entity inside of him. I'm getting my dick wet, thank you very much! And I'm not into necrophilia, so you'll just have to wait your fucking turn!

"I'll think about it," she replied, her cheeks coloring once more.

Still subduing Chaos in his mind, Turles smirked up at her and pressed her tightly to the wall, lowering his mouth to her once more. "Think about it while I make you come… again," he added with a cheeky grin.

Unable to believe that he truly enjoyed this sort of thing, but equally unable to deny the look of pure, unadulterated pleasure that had crept back onto his face, Cosmos could only hold still when he began to lap up her desire from her inner thighs, the texture of his tongue making her whimper and ache afresh. "Please… please don't tease me," she whispered.

Turles growled softly at that and pressed his tongue into her then, dragging it up against her clit before pulling it into his mouth and sucking on it. Her immediate response had him suddenly fighting down a strange, foreign urge to—he blinked and nearly stopped at that, shocked at the sound of a soft, stuttering purr erupting from his chest, but when he paused and she whined softly, wiggling her hips pleadingly, he continued to suck at her wetly.

I THOUGHT YOU KILLED HIM OFF!? He raged at the darkness within him while his mouth continued to work. WHAT THE FUCK, CHAOS!? THIS WAS PART OF OUR FUCKING DEAL AND YOU FUCKING FAILED AT KEEPING YOUR END OF THE BARGAIN!

Apparently Chaos was just as surprised as Turles, because it only managed to reply with a tiny shrug before this new, unexpected, previously thought dead entity shoved it into a little cage in the back of Turles's mind. Stupid boy, no Saiyan can kill his beast, it purred. And once we're done pleasuring our mate, I'm taking you deep into your mind for a sound thrashing.

You're too fucking weak to do shit, Turles countered, silencing the purr in his chest by forcing his recovered beast down with a mental shove. I'll finish what Chaos started when I'm done with the woman.

Completely oblivious to the war going on in Turles's head, Cosmos was hooking a leg over his shoulder for better balance as she moaned softly with every little suck, her fingers lacing themselves in his hair, her body singing with pleasure as she approached the edge. "I'm going to come," she gasped, her eyes locking with his when he looked up at her, his mouth sucking harder to send her crashing over the edge with a yell.

Turles relished the way she gripped his hair at that, her leg tightening around his shoulder when she bucked into him and yelled his name, and before she'd even come down from the high, he pushed his tail inside of her and began to thrust it slowly, stretching her for the main event so that he wouldn't hurt her.

You never considered the fact that I was still alive when you found yourself unable to commit rape? His beast asked with a dark chuckle. Even now, with your worst enemy, you are utterly incapable of it; we both enjoy the way a woman looks when she's being pleasured… especially this one. Gods, she is fucking beautiful, boy… but Cosmos aside, that should have been the dead giveaway that I was still hanging around.

Shut up and let me enjoy this, damn it. It's not every day that I turn my greatest enemy into a quivering pile of goo and make her beg me to fill her with my cock, Turles replied. And I'll tell you now, making her beg me to fuck her is a hell of a lot more satisfying than raping her. His beast shut up while he licked and sucked at her clit some more and continued to prepare her with his tail, and when she suddenly tightened and moaned his name again, Turles couldn't help but reflect that his beast was absolutely right.

Gods, she was beautiful to begin with, but when she was coming, she was fucking heart-stoppingly stunning.

He rode her through the climax with a series of firm sucks, then brought his tongue back down to her thighs to relish the taste of his handiwork. "Heu, sh… I want to fuck you so badly," he groaned, his purr returning unbidden as he kept his tail moving inside of her so he could continue to enjoy the raw pleasure of feeling her squeezing it.

Panting for air, Cosmos could only nod her consent as she pulled at him with her hands. But once he was standing, she quickly used the strength of Jupiter to reverse their positions and pin him to the wall.

Turles went rigid in anger and suspicion immediately, but when she blushed and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him once, he blinked and simply waited to see what she was up to. He didn't have to wait but a moment; her blush only grew brighter as she looked up at him through her silver lashes, and when she knelt, he understood. "Tapa'or heu… Sailor Cosmos wants to suck my cock?" He chuckled in disbelief.

"I don't do anything I don't want to do," she replied shyly, demurely looking up at him through her lashes once more as she barely ran the tip of her tongue over the vein on the underside of him.

"Mmm… your first taste of evil… how is it?" Turles purred.

"Tastes like me," she replied honestly before taking the head in her mouth and suckling it gently.

"Oh fuck that feels good, woman… and… and if it tastes like you… must taste…" Turles's eyes rolled back a little as she went down on him the whole way and he felt the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. "…wonderful," he finished with a groan of pleasure.

Even Chaos had to briefly reflect that thousands of years of living had perfected her cock-sucking skills, and Turles was drowning in bliss as she tightened her mouth around him, using just the right amount of teeth—gods, she was perfection!—as she withdrew halfway and sucked down to take him to the hilt. "Woman… hate to admit it, but—" The feeling of her nails lightly dragging over his scrotum cut him off and had his head falling back as he panted for air, then she withdrew again and suckled some more on just the head.

"Good?" She whispered as she removed her mouth and slid her tongue back down the shaft.

He only replied when he felt her warm mouth caress the line of sensitive flesh between his testicles, but was barely able to form the words when she took one of them in her mouth and sucked wetly on it. "Gods, woman," Turles choked out, his eyes locking with those wide, innocent-looking blues when he looked back down, only for him to feel a tiny tugging in his chest. Fuck… worry about it later… can't think when she's sucking on my balls, he mentally groaned. That mental groan was heard aloud when she smoothly sucked her way over to the neglected testicle and she slurped it into her mouth with a beautiful little hum of pleasure, indicating that she was enjoying what she was doing to him.

Probably not as much as he was enjoying it, but all the same…

"Get up here," he rasped as her tongue began to dance artfully over that sensitive line of flesh once more, then caressed each tight, wrinkled globe slowly. "Gods, Cosmos… want to fuck you so badly right now…"

"Usagi," she whispered up at him, smiling against his tender skin when he locked eyes with her questioningly. "Don't call me Cosmos, while we…" She blushed at that and avoided saying anything more by slipping her lips around the tip of his weeping cock, her tongue dragging its way over the fluid coming out of him before she took almost all of him into her throat, her eyes still locked with his as she did so.

"Usa," he breathed, his fingers sliding from her arms to both of the streamers coming out of those ridiculous-looking heart-shaped buns.

Cosmos gave a quiet moan at the sound of her real name being uttered with such desire, and when he grabbed her hair she withdrew, wrapping her hand around his thickness and stroking him slowly. "Do you want my hair down…?" She asked shyly.

"Fucking hell, woman… fantasized about that," he admitted hoarsely, fighting the urge to grip the back of her head and thrust his cock back into her mouth. "Damn it, your hand isn't nearly as good as your mouth, Usa, don't tease me."

Guessing that he really enjoyed the quiet, demure, innocent-looking thing, Cosmos looked up at him shyly and smiled, but the lust burning in his eyes had her blushing for real and looking away.

"No," he grunted, grasping her chin lightly to make her look back up at him, his left hand grasping his cock and rubbing the head against her lips. The picture it made had him ready to explode right there on her face, and as tempting as it was to go bukakke all over his greatest enemy, he didn't think she'd be too thrilled about it. "Much better… now let that hair down."

Cosmos pulled back at that, but when he growled a bit and tried to bring her mouth back to his rigid organ, she gave him a little smile and held up a hand before reaching up to one of her buns and quickly tugging all of the pins out of it. She licked her lips in anticipation when he groaned at the sight and immediately gripped the silver silk, running his fingers through it, and she just as quickly freed the rest of her hair, letting it cascade into the rubble around them.

Before he could voice his approval at the glorious sight and at how fucking arousing it was to be able to fist his hands in her hair, she took him back in her mouth and he could only growl and purr with pleasure, rolling his hips upwards to bump the head of him against the back of her throat. "Don't stop, Usa… feels so fucking good…" Cosmos was sucking again, only this time she was doing so with him buried to the hilt, her throat flexing around the head as she swallowed. Shit, did she even have a gag reflex!? That felt fucking insane! "Soooo fucking gooood," he moaned loudly. "Usa… Usa, I'm going to—Usa…" Turles couldn't believe he was actually giving her a courtesy tap—damn it, she was his enemy, he should have just blown his load without caring whether it'd upset her!—but he untangled his hand from her hair to do just that, only to feel her hands slide from his hips to cup and massage his rigid balls delicately.

Well, she can't say I didn't warn her.

"Coming," he gasped out in one last attempt to warn her before his tail and cock both stiffened in reaction and he yelled her name. "Usa! Gods!" He didn't know how he managed to keep his hips still as white-hot lightning raced through him, and it was only intensified by her moan vibrating his cock as she began to bob her head up and down on him to ride out his climax, her throat flexing around the head as she swallowed, her hands still massaging his balls delightfully.

When she slowed down and began to simply suck and lick, cleaning him off, Turles sagged a little and locked eyes with her once more, the blue orbs glittering up at him with pleasure. "Can't believe you actually fucking swallow," he rasped hoarsely. "Hot fucking damn, Usa."

"Ladies don't spit," she giggled, her face coloring brightly when he laughed down at her, blushing not at the genuine laugh itself, but at what that throaty, deep, rolling, masculine sound was doing to her. Gods, his laugh alone could make me wet.

Giving his head one more suck, Cosmos banished that thought and how the whole situation was making her feel soft towards him, since thinking too much about it would make her back out of what was about to happen. And while running away now would probably be the best idea, the thought of feeling him inside of her again—thrusting this time and not just holding still—was just too arousing to ignore. Yeah, I'm definitely going to do this.

Seeing the look on her face, Turles drug her up to him and trapped her with his arms before reversing their positions and pressing against her tightly. "Changing your mind, baby?" He breathed in her ear. "Don't think for a minute that I'm passing up on fucking you just because you gave me the most stellar blowjob in the universe."

"I could do it again," she offered, feeling shy suddenly.

"In exchange? Heh… I think not, woman." Turles began nipping at licking at her throat then, one of his hands sliding down over her ass to stroke her clit from behind, and he nearly stopped when he felt the darkness within him rising up once more. But his beast unexpectedly broke free as well, and Turles was surprised to feel gratitude welling up in him towards his primal side… the side of him that he thought Chaos had assassinated for him centuries ago. Well, apparently his beast had its uses where Cosmos was concerned; he didn't want her dead yet, and that was what Chaos had been about to attempt, a little hostile takeover of his body so that he could easily kill the goddess in his arms while she was weakened by desire and distracted.

"I felt that," she whispered, freezing in his arms. "Maybe it'd be better if I just—"

"No," he half-purred, half-growled before capturing her lower lip between his teeth and sucking on it, his tail pressing into her once more as he continued to massage her clit. He released her lip after a few slow sucks, purring with delight at the sound of her moaning his name, and he couldn't help but smile smugly at the way she was utterly melting into him, her pupils totally blown with her desire for him. The sight of her had his cock stiffening once more, and Turles slowly removed his tail and his fingers, sticking the latter in his mouth to such on them and enjoy the taste of her juices.

Feeling him nudging the thick head against her slit, Cosmos whimpered with need, her legs hooking around his waist when he lifted her, even as her voice protested weakly, "but Chaos might—"

"He wouldn't dare," Turles whispered hotly. "My beast has him handled while I'm enjoying you." Bending his mouth to her ear, he sucked on the flesh of her neck, just below the lobe, leaving a mark there for her to find later, knowing that seeing it in a mirror would make her face all red as she remembered him filling her at that very moment. "And while you're enjoying me, yes?" He added as he pushed into her the rest of the way, savoring her low moan of pleasure.

"Yes," she managed, sounding just as hoarse and out of breath as he had when she'd been swallowing his seed. Cosmos was about to say something else about how Chaos could go fuck himself while Turles was fucking her, but the man in question moved before she could, his mouth sucking delightfully at her pulse as she cried out softly with every steady thrust into her. "So good," she managed deliriously.

"Not hurting you this time?" He purred, not caring enough about his stupid beast to keep it from doing so—at least not while he was surrounded by all that tight, hot, wet pussy.

"No—feels… amazing… gods don't stop Turles you feel so good inside of me!" she babbled out as she began to tighten, her nails digging sharply into the middle of his back. Cosmos yelled then, he was fucking into her harder, faster, shoving her so hard right over the edge that she felt like she was flying, her vision totally white as she closed her eyes in ecstasy and the pleasure exploded through every damned cell in her body.

Turles grinned when he stopped once he'd ridden out her orgasm, but he silenced her with a single kiss as he withdrew from her body, and before she could yell at him for doing so, he set her down and spun her so that she was facing the wall, wrapping an arm around her middle as he thrust back into her hard. "Fuck yes!" He grunted into her hair as he began to pound into her from behind, basking in the tightness of the new angle, hot downright fucking sopping wet she was, how her hips were eagerly bucking back into his for more and her beautiful, pure voice was rising up to the heavens, praising his name.

"Don't stop!" She shouted, her little hand gripping his forearm, her nails drawing blood as his mouth bent to her shoulder and bit down on it hard enough to bruise, the action sending a very unexpected tsunami of pleasure running through her, shoving her over the edge into oblivion yet again.

Turles's beast roared in triumph as he confirmed the pull by biting her; even if it hadn't been hard enough to break the skin, she'd reacted to it positively, and wanted to take her even harder, he pushed some of his ki into her to toughen her up before pounding into her with his Saiyan strength unchecked.

Cosmos was moaning wantonly and coming yet again, meeting his thrusts forcefully when she heard a crack and they both suddenly went down on top of the wall she'd been pressed against, her arm flying up to needlessly protect her face. Turles's was already there, and she felt him hanging onto her tightly, his cock still buried in her dripping sex, his purr taking on a reassuring tone as he carefully lowered her onto what was now a concrete slab instead of a wall. "Thanks," she giggled, unable to keep herself from laughing at how he'd quite literally just fucked her into and through a wall.

"Welcome," he replied, but not without a chuckle of his own. "Damned cockblocking wall… the race on this planet sure didn't make them like we did on Vegeta-sai," he commented dryly, running his lips down the little bumps of her spine as far as he could reach and then back up while he positioned her on her knees. "You ok?"

Responding by wiggling her hips back into him and lifting her tail enticingly, she followed up with a soft moan when he gave her a single test thrust. "What do you think?" She breathed.

"I think your sweet little pussy was enjoying that Saiyan pounding," Turles purred. "Was it, Usa? Did you like it when I fucked you as hard as I could?"

"I loved it," she purred back, gasping when his teeth scraped over the bruise on her shoulder. "Could you, um…" Cosmos blushed to the tops of her breasts as she looked back to see him gazing at her with an animalistic, feral light in his dark eyes, his hands roaming her possessively, part of his thick cock in view as he rested inside of her. "…fuck me harder?" She asked, her voice a little choked.

"Tell me if I hurt you," he growled in reply before powering up just a little and thrusting into her hard and deep, his balls tapping against her repeatedly as he set up a fast, eager pace that had both of them yelling with pleasure.

Uncaring about the way her palms and knees were scraping against the merciless concrete, Cosmos was handling the forceful thrusting just fine until she felt a pinch deep inside of her just as she came, her shout a mixture of both pleasure and pain, her teeth clenching in her mouth just as her body locked around his cock.

Turles immediately sensed the change in her posture, and while Chaos was happily crowing about hurting her, the Saiyan and his beast were troubled and stopped, ignoring the lurking evil inside of them. "You good?"

Not wanting to be a sissy, Cosmos drew a shaky breath when he moved again and blocked out the pinching sensation. "Yeah," she whispered, her hands trembling. "I'm ok." But when he began to move at that hard, rough pace again, she whimpered at the pain and tensed beneath him.

Turles stopped at that and withdrew to find a single streak of pink along his member and groaned. "Damn it, woman. Hang on."

"No, it's ok!" She said quickly when his warmth vanished, blushing as she turned to find him wiping himself off with his discarded pants a few feet away. "You… Turles, you don't have to stop," she whispered. "It'd... it would be unfair for me to ask that of you."

The way she was still in position for him to continue fucking her from behind wasn't helping the urge to keep taking her, but Turles and his beast both falcon punched Chaos when it cackled happily at the sight of the streak of blood on her sex and he shook his head. "Don't know much about how women work, but I think I might've hit your cervix too hard," he informed her. "I'm not done, though, the blood doesn't bother me. I just didn't want you to be in pain."

"Oh…" Her face turned the color of the sunset as he seemed to regard her warmly, his lips twitching up in the tiniest of smiles. "How, um… do you want me, then?"

"Screaming," he chuckled as he returned to the concrete slab, reflecting that it was much too hard for the back of her head to lie on. "Come on, woman, I'm not done fucking you yet!" He declared loudly, grinning as he picked her up and slung her over his shoulder like she was some sort of carnal prize.

Cosmos could only let out a single yelp in surprise as she squirmed and pounded once on his back, but when he didn't carry her far and tipped her onto her back gently rather than dumping her like a sack of potatoes, she only punched him once in the arm for such treatment—and lightly, at that. "I'm not a bag of cabbages, damn it."

"No, you're not," he purred, pressing her down into the patch of grass he'd found in the shade of the Tree of Might. He rose up a bit then and plucked a single fruit, biting into it before pressing his mouth to hers, knowing that the fruit would likely heal her up, even if only a little.

Feeding your mate? His beast purred in approval when Turles only rolled his eyes a bit and moved his lips to her throat while she chewed and swallowed the offering, and he set the bitten fruit to the side so he could eat the rest of it later.

Another Hulk Punch went out to Chaos when it bitched about the way Turles was entering the goddess of the stars slowly, flexing his hips gently as he filled her, and with that last blow to the evil entity, it fell petulantly silent, pouting in a far corner of the Saiyan's mind. "Yes?" He whispered against her shoulder despite the way she let out a sweet little coo of delight, her hips lifting slightly to meet his.

"So good like this," she sighed, her fingers threading through his hair to tug his lips back to her own, her tongue immediately slipping between his parted lips to dance with his as lightly as he was moving inside of her. "I like this even more than the fucking," she admitted shyly once her mouth was roaming his muscular throat.

His beast was in control again and answered instead of Turles, his purr rolling steady and strong in his chest, vibrating inside of her as he kept his thrusts slow and careful. "Good," he breathed in her ear. "I like feeling your pleasure, Usagi. Rad'ir v'nu, r'sha m'yo."

Don't call her that, Turles rumbled in annoyance, too caught up in the way she felt as her hands roamed every rippled and dip of muscle in his chest and back, her fingertips light, the pleasure of it sweeter than anything he'd felt in his life. "Come for me," he whispered aloud, not letting on outwardly how irritated he was with his beast for uttering such an emotionally charged word.

Especially to his greatest, enemy, damn it. He was not going to mate her, pull or no pull. He'd kill his fucking beast after this, and then there wouldn't be a pull anymore and Turles wouldn't have to worry about falling in love with the woman he'd sworn to kill hundreds of years ago. But for now, while his beast was still in the land of the living…

Cosmos was moaning softly, her hips moving against him harder, and when he wouldn't take the hint she whimpered desperately and tried to pull his lower body into hers at the pace she wanted. "Please," she whined, "please, Turles…"

"I thought you liked this better than the fucking?" He inquired absently before taking a hard, pink nipple into his mouth to suckle.

"Need you… need you to take me harder," she replied shakily. "So close to coming again, please…"

Releasing her nipple to look up at her, Turles was enchanted by her flushed skin and the haze of desire for him clouding those perfect blue eyes, and while he didn't want to deny her what she wanted… "No, Usa, I don't want to hurt you again," he whispered, sliding a hand between them again to toy with her clit as he raised up and kissed her, keeping the motions of his mouth and hips slow and gentle, savoring the way she was clinging to him like a lifeline and moaning sweetly into his mouth.

He gave a low groan of bliss when he felt her tighten around him and buck in his arms, the kiss becoming hot and ravenous as she came and her hands began to pet and squeeze his tail, and when he felt the resulting jolts of pleasure from the attention, it shoved him right to the edge and he broke the kiss, panting as he fought for control. "Usa… gonna come if you do that again," he warned her, his voice low and husky from his imminent orgasm. "Tail's sensitive."

"Is it?" She asked, her tone sultry as her satisfied eyes gazed up at him and she trailed a single nail from the section of tail she'd been gripping down to the base. "Maybe I want you to come," she added softly.

"Then come with me," Turles replied, resuming the motions of his hand as he bent down to catch her lower lip between his teeth and suck, his other arm securely lifting her hips so that every inch of their sweaty, overheated bodies were pressing intimately to each other.

Not wanting to disobey when he'd given her such unbelievably exquisite pleasure, Cosmos complied and moaned and whimpered and sighed into the kiss, reeling at the gentle intimacy between mortal enemies as he never once stopped loving her slowly, his hips rolling gently, his movements carefully checked but no less passionate as they had been when he'd been fucking her from behind. Gods… don't want this to ever end, she admitted reluctantly.

But before she could voice that thought aloud and ruin everything, she was shattering around him in her strongest climax yet, her hand squeezing the base of his tail to take him with her, her heart soaring along with her body as she cried out in rapture and felt him stiffening inside of her and spilling into her wetly.

His muffled roar of completion would have been deafening had he not been kissing her with every ounce of hunger he felt for her, and Turles saw stars behind his eyes when he nearly blanked out from the downright overwhelming onslaught of pleasure running through him, his tail stiffening along with his cock as she continued to stroke and squeeze the thick, furry appendage.

Cosmos finally stopped it though, sensing that it was overloading his brain with happy juice, and she giggled when he sagged into her with a groan the moment she released his tail, her own silver-haloed head thumping onto the soft, dead grass beneath them, her eyes slipping shut joyfully. "You good?"

"Mmm."

"Is that a yes?"

"Whatever," he mumbled into her shoulder.

"Heh… a Saiyan yes, then," she whispered sleepily, enjoying the way he was still purring contentedly, his heartbeat slowing to match hers, the thumping so strong she could feel it where his softening cock was still buried.

Long minutes passed as they just rested there in the aftermath, and while Cosmos didn't want to spoil the nice, companionable silence, she knew that she had to ask the question niggling at the back of her brain. "Should I go?" She breathed.

Turles sighed; the silence and his quiet reflection and enjoyment of holding a woman had lasted well over thirty minutes, but he'd known since she'd fallen silent that it couldn't last—not when they were both sworn to destroy each other. "Do you want to?" He whispered just as softly as she had, afraid that speaking too loudly might bring Chaos back to the surface to start their battle afresh.

"Do I need to?" She rephrased, daring to lock her crystal blue eyes with his, almost hoping to see some sort of treachery there so she would no longer feel so soft and welcoming towards him. The way she was feeling was dangerous and she knew it; the next time they met, she knew that she stood a chance of faltering, of hesitating to do her duty because he'd shown her what he'd been like before he'd sold his soul to Chaos.

Turles closed his eyes after holding her tender gaze for a long moment, suddenly feeling unworthy of staring into such a pure, perfect soul. "Yeah," he sighed. It would be for the best if she just went, he knew that and so did his beast.

But before she could completely slide out of his arms to teleport, Turles sat up on his elbow and pulled her back to him to kiss her once, keeping it sweet, slow and mostly chaste. "Kill ya next time," he breathed over her lips as his hands released her.

"Yeah," she sighed, unable to even muster a chuckle despite his attempt at levity. "Next time."

And then she was gone.

"Next time," Turles sighed. "Let's hope there's not one."

WHEW! Now, like I said yall… this is a triple-shot of SMUT! So R&R and if I get a bunch of them over the weekend, I'll try and post an update on Monday! I'd try before that, but I have to work all weekend, sorry! And I hope yall enjoyed this, because I know I enjoyed the fucking FUCK out of writing it!