Here's chapter 3!
Another big thank you to my beta reader SaltyCandy!
Before you start you should know that this chapter is nothing but smut!
Amongst the Stars
Chapter 3
7 years 2 months ago
She thought she must still be dreaming as she woke up next to a warm, muscular body early the next morning. But as she opened her eyes on the almost unfamiliar room, Gine soon realised that the previous night really had happened and that the warm chest behind her was her captain and not just a construct of her imagination.
She made a move to get up and leave. She shouldn't even have stayed the night. But as she did, a thick arm, corded in muscle and marked by countless scars, wrapped around her stomach, pulling her tight against him and holding her in place. She froze for a second, unsure of what to do next. She knew exactly what she wanted to do but doing what she wanted tended to get her into trouble. And snuggling into her captain - her normally very grouchy captain - was definitely on the list of those things.
He rumbled behind her, clearly not quite as asleep as she'd thought, though clearly not fully awake either.
The arm around her stomach tightened once more. "Go back to sleep…" A barely awake murmur of sound from above her head distracted her a bit from her goal of making it out the door. It was a voice that had filled her dreams and fantasies for far too long.
Unable to break the hold he had on her without difficulty, and unwilling to really try, she relaxed back into him and sighed quietly in contentment as his legs tangled with hers in an intimacy that had her heart singing.
But sleep was long gone and apparently he found her presence as distracting as she found his, for it didn't take long for the hand on her stomach to find and start kneading her breasts and his thigh to press into the still sensitive flesh of her womanhood in a way that had her shivering and and arching her back in pleasure.
It also hadn't taken long at all for her to find herself pinned to the bed on her front, as he pushed into her from behind in a slow, sleepy way that had her gripping at the sheets in an effort to control the pleasure creeping over her.
Bardock took the time to explore her back and her neck in exquisite detail, never mind the intoxicating way he stroked her tail.
One hand propped him up so as not to crush her and the other… the other stroked and petted and teased at will as he took her in a way that she could only describe as leisurely.
They barely increased in pace, instead meeting each other's groans and sighs with kisses and caresses, drawing out their time together and enjoying the sleepy indulgence.
The orgasm was different to the night before. Rather than the explosion of sensation she had been expecting, it was as slow and deep as their joining, rolling over her again and again in waves of pleasure that had her biting at the pillow while he continued to thrust into her until he hit his own climax, filling her before he withdrew himself from her, stroking her through the final tremors of pleasure.
Lying sated and relaxed afterwards, Gine allowed herself the small indulgence of stroking his arm where it lay wrapped around the front of her shoulders, holding her to him, still partially beneath his larger form. It hadn't taken long at all for sleep to claim her once more.
Gine's reprieve finally came to an end, heralded by the shrill beeping of an incoming call on her captain's scouter.
He leaped out of bed, grabbing the small device and answering the call. He muttered some kind of agreement before disappearing into the bathroom and turning on the shower.
The sound of running water acted as a wakeup call to Gine, who quickly scrambled out of bed, pulled on her clothes and shot out the door without a word.
There wasn't any shame in what she'd done - adult saiyans were notoriously sexual and had no compunction in taking exactly what they wanted before moving on. Relationships, though extremely rare, weren't unheard of but they were more common amongst older saiyans of whom there were less. Younger saiyans like her were supposed to be ruthless and cold, uninterested in relationships that went beyond the physical pleasure they provided.
When Bardock emerged from that bathroom she would have been expected to play the part of "Thanks for the great night, Cap. See you around." And that simply wasn't who she was, especially after a night of everything she could have hoped for but had never expected.
The flight back to her own apartment passed quickly and in no time she was at the training ground, several hours later than usual but showered and ready to work through the new aches and pains as well as retraining her healed leg.
She spent three gruelling hours focused on strengthening her muscles before she headed for lunch at the communal mess. Well fed and tired, she returned home to pick up the book she had bought recently at the market.
That was another very un-saiyan thing about her. While she wasn't an avid reader she did enjoy sitting down with a book on occasion. Since she finally had some free time on her hands, this seemed like the perfect way to pass the afternoon.
Engrossed in the book as she was, Gine didn't notice the passage of time until a knock sounded at her door.
She opened the door, not really sure what she was expecting. Bardock, outlined by the faint moonlight behind him, certainly wasn't it.
"C-Captain!" She stammered in shock.
She took a step back, unsure of what to say or how to react as she stared at him with wide eyes. What was he doing here?
Typically, Bardock was silent, waiting for her to give in under the look he directed at her and finally she collected her wits enough to wave him in, shutting the door behind him.
He was watching her when she turned around, with that predator's gaze that took in everything. He stopped as soon as her eyes met his, however and instead he turned to survey her tiny living room.
His eyes lingered on all the knick-knacks placed around the room, things she picked up on her numerous trips to the markets. There was a blanket spread out across the sofa where she had been reading, soft despite the bright tones reminiscent of blood oranges, books held pride of place on the two shelves with small, brightly coloured ornaments arranged around them and a small, deep rug covered the space between the sofa and the armchair sitting adjacent to it. She had more things in other parts of the house but even having him see those few made her feel bare. But then she supposed she had seen his tinkering.
"They've moved our mission up. We're heading out tomorrow afternoon." She almost believed that was why he was here. Perhaps would have if not for the feather light kisses he had pressed to her neck as he thrust into her just that morning.
No, that was his excuse for being here now, but it wasn't the reason why he was standing in her apartment when he could have told her far more easily via scouter.
And that excuse didn't explain why both of them were still coated in each other's scent, even after numerous showers. It didn't explain why he'd been utterly different last night to what all the talk had led her to believe.
No. There was more going on and she knew it, and now that he'd come to her, she was going to find out what it was.
With a determination that was all but unfamiliar to her, she stalked up to him, stopping so close that just one breath would have had her nose touching his crossed arms. That wicked smirk found its way to his lips again and he faintly cocked an eyebrow.
"Why are you here?" She echoed his question from the night before.
"For the same reason that you were at mine last night." She wasn't going to back down from his challenge. She wasn't. But his answer took her by surprise: she'd been around him long enough to have heard the other females complaining that he virtually never slept with the same woman twice, and even when he did, it was always months apart. It was their biggest gripe about him. Possibly their only gripe.
And yet here he was, in her flat.
"You never do that." Internally she was cringing at herself but she wasn't going to walk into this blind. She wasn't going to get her hopes up just to have them crushed if a simple question could have saved her the heartache. Even if the words stung like bile in the back of her throat.
He knew exactly what she meant. "I'm making an exception."
He'd barely finished talking before she moved even closer still, forcing him to lean back the tiniest fraction. Not in submission, never in submission, but because the gleam in his eyes told her he was enjoying this. She, on the other hand, just wanted to scream.
"You never make exceptions!" Gine snapped back, hands on hips.
She almost stepped away as he leaned down to whisper in her ear, "I'm always making exceptions for you."
She searched for a response, for a comeback, but could find none and the shock of his statement left her gaping as her mind processed what he was saying. Not just the obvious part but the entirety of what he was telling her.
It was the truth.
He was always making exceptions for her.
Every. Single. Day.
He'd committed so much time and effort to helping her, to pushing her, to demanding that she never give up. He'd blocked more attacks for her than she could count and knocked her out of the way of even more. He'd covered her blind spots and taught her how to cover them herself in future. He'd dragged himself outside at the crack of dawn whether it was raining, or cold, whether he was hungover or even, she'd heard, when he had… company.
With his sharp mind he had come up with a training regime suited specifically to her, that had allowed her to improve more than all the years of military training she'd had previously.
There had been countless other moments, too. Times when he had shot her warning glances when she'd been about to slip up in public, about to say something she shouldn't have or pull an expression that would have given too much away.
When they'd been alone he'd listened to her patiently, even when she was talking about nothing but nonsense.
And on the rare nights where she had joined her teammates in their drinking, he had never taken a woman home, regardless of just how many offers he received, no matter how tempting they were.
Never mind the lengths he had gone to on their latest purge to save her life when anybody else would have left such a worthless subordinate for dead.
She felt the realisation rock through her, felt as her tail stopped bristling at his previous words.
Bardock noticed it too and chose that moment to gently tug at her earlobe with his teeth.
Gine gasped and jerked away an inch, turning her head to look him in the eye as he kept his head over her shoulder, a wicked gleam in his eyes.
For several seconds neither of them moved, but she had to know. "Are you going to stop making exceptions once you get what you want?" It sounded ridiculous to her as it came out of her mouth but she didn't know how else to ask for what she wanted to know. She'd never had the characteristic boldness of her race but she had to at least try to get the answer.
"What is it that I want?" He was toying with her, but if this was what her gut told her it was, what her mind wasn't yet willing to even entertain, then they both knew that she needed to be able to tangle with him like this. But that didn't mean that she knew the answer.
So she reverted to honesty. "I don't know."
He scanned her face before straightening and, for an instant, she thought he would leave. But instead of turning for the door he prowled to the sofa and took up the seat she had been curled up in before he had arrived.
Where she had been small and huddled, he was spread out like the alpha male he was.
"I want the same thing you did last night." His eyes sparked with challenge and she knew, she just knew that they weren't talking just about sex.
"You-" She broke off. She wasn't ready to bare her heart to him just yet, didn't have the words to describe what exactly it was that she wanted in the first place. So instead of answering she walked over to him, coming to a stop between his spread knees where he leaned back against the cushions, and allowed his hands to settle on her hips and guide her towards him until she was kneeling astride him, straddling him but still up on her knees. It was the first time she'd ever looked down at him from above.
"So, if you make this particular exception…" She swallowed, "Will it be a one off?"
He tilted his head back to look up at her as she braced her hands on his shoulders. He paused for a moment, holding her gaze. "No."
And it was enough for her to believe him, this man who'd never let her down.
She didn't resist as he pulled her closer, pressing his nose to her chest and drawing in her scent in a way that made her realise that perhaps he needed this more than she'd thought.
Feeling her protective instincts bubble to the surface, she wove her fingers into his hair and set to massaging his scalp.
He was a saiyan warrior and a dominant male: he took what he wanted and didn't apologise for it. Or was that simply a mask? Was the reason why he taught her to hide her feelings, to fit in better, that he did the same himself?
Was he as much of a dreamer as she was?
His intelligence certainly set him aside from other saiyans but…
Gine didn't have the answers but she did have the man she'd been longing after for far too long sitting beneath her, guard down. And he had come to her. After a night of… she didn't know what to call it, because sex didn't cover what they'd done…
But he was here, against all expectations.
So she lowered herself fully into his lap and, with her fingers still in his hair, she leaned in to kiss him. It was tentative and exploratory as he let her take the lead and it was unlike anything she'd ever seen between two saiyans, but it set her heart to fluttering in a way that wasn't just arousal.
He didn't hurry her along as she pressed whisper light kisses to his surprisingly full lips, or try to take control. He simply tightened his grip on her hips as if she might disappear if he didn't hold on tight enough.
She licked along his lower lip, trying to memorise the feel of him, when she felt his tongue brush against hers in return.
She startled slightly, having been lost in her own thoughts, and opened her eyes.
Bardock was watching her, his eyes softer than usual and there was the palest hint of red in his cheeks. Not the red of embarrassment that she had no doubt was now filling her own face, but a flush of desire.
Without needing any further encouragement she returned her lips to his, sliding her tongue over his lips in a silent request and dropping one hand to his nape.
In response he deepened the kiss and his hands began roving over her back, her ribs, in a way that had her pulse quickening and she could already feel the echoing pulse between her legs.
Breaking the kiss she began tugging his armour off to reveal the tight fitting fabric underneath that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Staring at his abdomen she smoothed her hands across the hard planes of muscle, stroking up to his shoulders and back down again, where she started removing the thin, black fabric.
She leaned in to trail kisses along each inch of newly exposed skin, pausing to flick her tongue across one hardened nipple and then the other, scraping her teeth across it before continuing on.
His chest was a rock hard slab of muscle, crisscrossed by scars of various shapes and sizes and, as a faint sheen of perspiration broke out on his skin, she decided that she could do this forever without getting bored.
Her patience, however, wasn't matched by the large saiyan beneath her who, with a groan, tightened his hold on her hips once more, urging her to straighten, before pulling her flush against him.
Flush against the bulging hardness in his shorts.
Oh yes, she could play with him all day.
His hands found their way under the hem of her armour, the contact sending a tingle up and down her spine in a way that had her tail uncoiling from around her waist and reaching out in search of his. The feeling when they met was electric and she felt the shock of it run through him too as her nipples tightened, her breasts seeming to swell within the tight material of her armour.
She let out a sound of complaint at the constriction and he seemed to follow her meaning for, several seconds later, her chest armour was lying discarded on the floor and her breasts were free to rub up against his bare chest as their lips met in yet another kiss.
As he pulled her against him, his hands roving all over her bare skin, she moaned at the delicious friction against her nipples, and, with a bite to her lower lip, Bardock released her mouth. He drew far enough back that her breasts were bared to his sight. He worked one breast with his hand, molding it, stroking it, plumping it up so he could put his mouth on it while his other hand found the base of her tail and began stroking it in a way that made her see stars and had her writhing atop him, her core rubbing against his still confined shaft.
Those damn shorts of his were in the way again.
Gine stood, stepping out of the reach of all but his tail which was still wrapped around the tip of her own.
She crooked a finger at him, beckoning him to stand and, as he rose to his full height in front of her, she pressed her lips to his chest once more, travelling downwards as she pulled off his shorts.
His length sprung free as she dropped to her knees before him but she had barely placed a kiss on the side of his shaft when he stepped back, dropping back onto the sofa and tugging gently at the top of her own shorts and skirt.
"Take them off." A murmur of sound that sent a thrill up her spine once more.
She felt exposed undressing herself in front of him and was surprised at how different it felt to when he had done it for her the night before.
But her eyes flicked back to his naked body, sprawled across her couch, his member standing proud and erect at the sight of her and she steeled herself, making herself hold his gaze as she removed her final layers of clothing.
His eyes trailed over her in a way that made her thighs clench and spurred her into action. It appeared that he was letting her take the lead this time.
She crossed the small distance to him, their tails coiling tighter about each other, and took up her former position straddling him. He wasted no time in resuming his slow conquest of her breasts, making her writhe against his manhood.
This was definitely the fastest route to insanity and she was loving it.
She gasped as he slid his finger inside of her, gentle and coaxing but never hesitant.
She felt herself growing more slick under his ministrations and didn't complain as he added a second finger.
No, she wasn't complaining at all and she wasn't going to simply be a passenger on this ride. As the waves of pleasure built, she groped for his cock, taking his impressive girth in hand and pumping the hard length in a way that soon had him thrusting into her hand.
Their moans and groans mingled as they enjoyed each other until an orgasm finally swept her under, leaving her shuddering on his fingers.
Sated and limp she felt utterly undone until she met his desire filled eyes. The heat in them reignited the fire within her, as if she hadn't just screamed his name to the stars.
If she wasn't careful this man could become her addiction. If it wasn't too late already.
Dropping her gaze to his erection, she took in the moisture she had spread all along it as she'd worked him with her hand and she remembered the exquisite feeling of it inside of her. She wanted more of that.
Raising herself up, she positioned herself above him with a little help and the feeling of his blunt head pushing into her folds was enough to make her moan.
She tried to focus on the pleasure, to ignore the sudden nerves that were beginning to grip her as she knelt, poised above him. And perhaps her nerves showed, because he slid his hands up her body in slow, soothing strokes that soon had her relaxing as they looked into each other's eyes.
She tried to hold that eye contact as she began lowering herself onto him, taking him in further and further. There was none of the pain from the night before but he was certainly a stretch. A deliciously sensual stretch that had all of her nerves screaming in pleasure.
If she'd thought he'd been in deep last night she had to think again as she finished lowering herself on to him.
The feeling was enough to make her inner muscles tremble and as he took a breath beneath her the movement was enough to send another orgasm tearing through her.
Bardock was gritting his teeth, clearly trying to maintain what self control he could.
It didn't last long until he was urging her to move atop him.
Gine didn't know what she was doing, this was completely new to her, but it didn't take her long to find a rhythm, sliding up and down his cock and grinding herself against him in ways that had both of them sweating.
The next orgasm took them both under and left them in a panting, sweaty heap on her sofa, her face tucked against his neck as his head lolled back against the cushions.
Before she could stop herself, a giggle bubbled its way out of her and she slapped a hand to her mouth in mortification. But before she could react any further, Bardock too began laughing, watching her out of the corner of his eye and she grinned.
Their next coupling was a tangle of limbs as they fell to the floor, laughing and tickling. Playing.
It was new and utterly unexpected but it was the most joy she could ever remember feeling and her captain, usually so cold and angry looked happy and at ease in a way she'd never thought he could be.
Neither of them had slept that night, instead taking the time to learn each other's bodies, fully aware that it would be weeks until they had the chance again.
They'd both showered in her tiny bathroom, knowing full well that they were soaked in each other's scents to the point where a simple shower was never going to change anything, but it was the best they could do.
They'd also both agreed that it would be better to keep this quiet for now. The saiyan population was small, meaning that gossip traveled fast and neither of them was ready to have a bunch of brash, nosey and clueless colleagues getting involved in things, whatever those things were.
As it was, they'd barely made it to the launchpad in time.
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