Oh, I am so totally rolling along on this fic mwuhuhahahahaha… thanks as always to my betas, and also to SaiyanNeko (I know I didn't spell that right forgive me sugar) for just being an awesome fan and enduring my rambling :D Also! The Saiyan glossary is updated AGAIN. Though I can't remember if you'll need it for this chapter or not, honestly. A lot of the updating for it has been for Blind Love, probably.
"Heh… I did say 'later,' my angel, but I didn't think you'd make it this damned easy for me to catch you alone," Raditz purred as he entered the training room.
Usagi blushed as she turned to find him wearing his old armor and tried her very best not to gawk like a horny teenager at the extremely arousing sight. Gods, he cut an impressive, gorgeous figure in that armor! "Um… I was just going through some katas," she replied hoarsely. The Queen of all Saiyans walked away then to her water bottle and took a long swig to clear her throat of that husky, aroused tone, then sighed as she turned to face him again. "Trunks and Veggie started going through them with me for the last five years, to help me clear my mind," she explained.
She didn't need to further explain what had happened five years ago, either. "Oh," Raditz whispered, his face darkening with guilt. "I'm sorry, angel… I didn't mean to interrupt."
"No, you're fine," she replied softly. "If anything, I'd prefer a partner… Vegeta…" Usagi swallowed hard and that and shrugged. "Vegeta always did the katas with me, you know… and five years ago, when I'd stopped trying to kill myself, Trunks and Veggie—" His low growl stopped her cold and she lifted a confused brow. "What's wrong, Raditz?"
"You… you… what!?" He ground out roughly, his fists clenching as his beast took over. He had to tense every muscle to stop himself from stalking forward and pinning her to the wall for a heated interrogation, and even his eyes slipped shut to stop himself from even looking at her.
"I… Raditz…" Usagi sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose as her cheeks grew hot with embarrassment. "You didn't know," she finally whispered. "Of… of course you didn't, that was dumb of me to assume that you did, wasn't it?"
"Damn right it was, Usagi. Because if I had known, I'd have been so far up your ass you would have had a hairball. I would have been on Earth within days, and I would have cussed you up one side and down the other and ripped you a new asshole while I was at it."
"You didn't have to," Usagi replied, swallowing back tears as she recalled Vegeta's speech to her about being a good mother to their children. "When Vegeta came back for a few days, he had some things to say. After that, I managed to pull my shit together, but it took five years before I could even think of Vegeta's last request without crying."
Raditz lost control of his beast then, unable to fight it for another moment, but rather than the reaction Raditz expected, he was holding her tightly and purring loudly in comfort for his mate. "Swear you'll never do anything like that again," he breathed into her hair. "Ch'j'ha," he added solemnly when she gave a tiny nod into his chest.
"I…" Usagi looked up to find his eyes a mixture of ebony and emerald, and sighed and nodded. His beast was utterly in control and was not going to take no for an answer; she'd dealt with way too many other Saiyans' inner animals to even kid herself on the matter. "Fine, Raditz. I'll do a blood pact if it'll make you happy."
Yanking a knife from her subspace, Usagi used a little fire from Mars's starseed to sterilize it and knelt right there on one of the mats in the training room. "Might I ask why, though? I chose to live, Raddy, so I hardly think you need to worry about it ever happening again."
"Because," he replied firmly as he knelt in front of her, "I'll die someday, too. I'm still young by Saiyan standards, but it will happen. And I will not sit in Otherworld worrying about you, Usagi. In the event of my death, I want you to be happy. Not dead."
"I can't die, Raditz, so it's a moot point. Trust me, I tried just about everything, and nothing worked. I am truly, eternally immortal. My only wish throughout the millennia was to find someone that wouldn't die, either… you know how lonely I was when we first met." She used the knife to cut her palm then, wincing as she sliced it open. "Here, hurry up, you know how quickly I heal."
Without hesitating, Raditz slit open his own palm and immediately grasped hers, letting their blood mix together. "Swear it now, Usagi."
"I'll never try to kill myself again," she promised softly. "Happy?"
"No," he snorted, "I won't be happy until I've bitten you, honestly. And I wouldn't have cussed you out right away," he amended. "I would have bitten you, like you did for Vegeta when he was mourning his first mate. The cussing would have come a little later." Raditz smiled down at her as he felt her healing the cut on his palm. "You hungry, angel? Or would you like me to go away and leave you alone?"
"Don't suppose I could have both, could I?" Usagi joked, leaning in to kiss his cheek when he cracked a little grin.
"Now, what fun would a dinner on the beach be without myself as entertainment?" Raditz purred. Watching her blink in surprise, that boyish grin got a little bigger, and he leaned in to whisper in her ear. "Just the two of us… no brats climbing up our asses—"
"Or your hair," Usagi added.
Raditz chuckled in agreement and nibbled at the lobe of her ear before continuing, his tail swishing lightly without his knowledge. She had his beast climbing the walls, for sure. "Then we can go skinny dipping in the ocean afterwards, as soon as it's dark?" He purred softly. "I remember how much you like water play, my angel."
"Um… uh… I'll think about it," she choked out. "I'll go inside and shower and get dressed?" She squeaked out when he began nuzzling her throat, drawing in deep breaths of her fertile scent, and she shivered when she realized that it was only to get even stronger the next day. Vegeta had told her before that the second and third days of her fertile time always made his mouth water, and Usagi was sure that Raditz would be no exception to the rule. I'm going to have to consider oral sex, I'm sure. If not tonight, then definitely tomorrow.
"Go clean up, beautiful," Raditz chuckled as he scented her light arousal mixing in with the intoxicating aroma of her going into heat. "I probably should too… I'll use the showers down here, though. Meet me outside in a half-hour?"
Usagi blushed at the naked desire in his eyes and pretty much scurried away before she could do or say something stupid, and Raditz couldn't keep the sappy, dreamy smile off of his face as he watched her go.
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Usagi slipped back into the training room silently to grab her sweater, and had every intention of leaving until she heard the shower starting up towards the very back. The sound of it made her shiver; just the mere thought of Raditz naked under all of that hot water and…
Just a peek.
That's all, she told herself over and over as her legs carried her further into the building with a mind of their own. Just a quick peek and I'll sneak back out.
He was just as beautiful as she remembered, his body littered with scars and his hair weighted to his knees from the water and the soap he was working into it. Her fingers itched at the memory of helping him wash that mane lifetimes ago, and when he began to lather up the rest of his body she could practically feel that warm, tanned skin sliding beneath her hands. Ok, that's enough, she mentally groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose at a wave of sexual desire for the nude man just around the corner.
Usagi was turning to go when she heard him emit a soft sound of mixed pleasure and frustration and he muttered something in what sounded like an annoyed tone. She resumed her hiding spot and looked again, her eyes widening at the sight of him rock hard and ready to go.
"Damn it," he whispered, "not again… damn thing can't seem to stay down since she arrived." Raditz let out a long, depressed sigh as he leaned back against the shower wall and closed his eyes. "After this, you and I are going to have a long conversation, Bastard," he snorted aloud, clearly speaking with his beast. "I can't very well court her if you're not going to back off for five minutes. Yeah, yeah, trust me… I know, I want her just as bad, too."
With a heavy sigh directed towards his more primal side, Raditz wrapped his tail around his cock and began to stroke it slowly. "Fine, whatever. Let's just get this out of the way… fifth time today… I swear it's a new record… and gods, I can almost smell her," he breathed as he closed his eyes and began to purr with pleasure.
Usagi couldn't help but practically drool at the sight as her cheeks flushed in slight embarrassment. Not that she hadn't seen him naked and hard before, but the last time she'd seen his face contorted in such pleasure it had been with him between her thighs and not wrapped in his own tail. She willed herself to leave yet again, but just as she was about to move he began to moan softly in the common tongue.
"Yes… that's it, my angel… take all of me…" Raditz couldn't stop purring as he pictured her beneath him, her eyes smoky with desire as he began to move inside of her in his little fantasy. "I love you so much, angel… mmm… come for me, baby…" He could hear her moaning his name then, could almost feel her soft hands clutching at his back and her hips rocking into his own. And then the Usagi in his mind cried out softly, arching into him as she squeezed his cock tightly. "That's it… you feel so good, my angel… my Usa…" His tail began to convulse around him then as it moved a little faster, and Raditz couldn't help but growl as his fantasy angel began to whimper and cling to him desperately as she closed in on another climax. "Gods yes… again, baby… I want you to come for me again… mine… tell me you're mine…"
She watched him tremble as he whispered her name once more and came, his muscles tightening in reaction for several seconds before he sagged against the tiles behind him. That is arguably the most erotic thing I've ever seen and heard. Yet again she shifted her feet to leave, but his head tilted back and she heard him speak again.
"Please… I know you're probably all getting tired of hearing my prayers… but if any of you gods are listening, help me out, here. Please… please just let her surrender to me… I swear on my tail to do everything to make your princess—your queen— happy, to give her everything she deserves… just please let her be mine again…"
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Usagi blushed when Raditz came out of the front door and found her waiting, dressed simply in a sundress that matched her eyes, her feet bare in the sand. "You alright, angel?" Raditz asked, but when he got a little closer he damned near melted at the scent of her heat… and a considerable amount of arousal mixed in. "Gods, Usa… how I'm going to keep it in check this evening is beyond me," he sighed.
"Huh? Wha… um… did I do something wrong?" She squeaked out when he jerked her into his arms and began to lavish her throat with little nips and kisses.
"You're extremely horny, woman," he snorted into the creamy flesh. "Tell me, my angel… just what were you thinking about in the shower…? And why didn't you take care of it before our little date?"
The same thing that you were, she thought. Only I didn't get myself off as I should have. Desperately trying to think of an answer, Usagi just blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "I… I thought you might be upset if I took matters into my own hands," she replied in a nervous whisper. "I… um… I didn't want to upset you, that's all. We can take a rain check if you want, Raditz."
"Fuck no," he chuckled, pulling back a little to kiss her on the lips. "We're going on this date, beautiful… and then I'm going to get you off the very moment we're completely alone," he purred.
Yup. She was definitely going to have to consider oral if she went through with this date.
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The back door slammed open forcefully, and Turles merely lifted a brow from his place at the table when Raditz stormed in, his hair blonde and his eyes green, his tail thrashing about angrily. "Rough night?" He drawled, automatically extending his ever-present bottle of liquor.
His older brother snatched it up and drained it dry before his beast made him circle once, hoping to find an opponent that he could take his anger out on, but finding none he plopped down in a kitchen chair and thumped his forehead into the table.
"Something you said… or something someone else said?" Turles asked curiously. Noting the lack of blood on his brother's clothing, Turles sighed and yanked a fresh bottle of strong rum from the cabinet behind him, cracked it open, and slid it across the table.
Other than his hand flashing upwards to catch the bottle, Raditz didn't move an inch. "Something you said," Turles ventured.
Lifting his head only to chug half the fifth of alcohol, Raditz finally handed it back and let his forehead fall to the table once more, his hair melting from gold to ebony. "I made her cry," he whispered. "Didn't even… didn't even mean to…"
Turles ran his hand through his hair when he heard the sniffle and the tears in Raditz's voice, and came around the table to sit next to him and just silently sling a comforting arm over his shoulder. "You reminded her of him?" He inquired once he was fairly sure Raditz would be able to answer without crying.
"Yeah," he choked out. "Told her… told her I was hers… as much as she was mine. At… at first she smiled, but then…" Raditz couldn't even finish the sentence without breaking down, so he swallowed and just shook his head. "She started tearing up, then she was crying hard, then she teleported out before I could stop her."
"She's upstairs, Raddy. Asleep in bed. I sensed her ki arrive about an hour ago and assumed that maybe something had gone wrong when you didn't come home with her." Turles blinked in surprise when his brother rose and grabbed a blanket off the loveseat in the adjoining sitting room before heading to the couch. "Oh hell no, Rad. You march your ass upstairs and climb into bed with her. Right now," Turles ordered firmly.
For the millionth time in the last two hundred years, Turles watched his brother look away, his eyes distant and sad, and he did the one thing he couldn't do during those two centuries. He punched Raditz in the stomach and glared up at him sternly when his brother fought for the air that had just been knocked out of him. "I haven't done that the entire time I watched you mope and pine for her, Raditz, but I will be damned if I stand here and watch you give up when she's just upstairs!"
"But… but I made her cry, Turley," Raditz replied breathily, shaking his head slowly.
"You sat on the side and let her mourn. She came to you when that mourning was through. So you're going to go upstairs, strip to your skin, and snuggle in next to her. And if she tries to leave—because you know she won't ask you to—you apologize for bringing up bad memories and insist that she stays. And if she still won't stay in the bed, you let out your beast and pin her to you and tell her she's either sleeping with you or not at all. Understand me?"
"Because… I'm making a point that I won't be deterred?" Raditz guessed.
"Because you're a MAN, damn it. So march your furry, manly ass upstairs, and you snuggle the FUCK out of her right now!" Turles barked, his hand snapping up to point towards the stairs.
That last bit made Raditz crack a smile and he snorted as he followed his little brother's orders. "Yeah… because real men snuggle," he snickered. He was satisfied to hear Turles growl a little, but Raditz knew when his brother was trying not to laugh and inwardly chuckled as he went up the stairs. But his good humor fled when he entered his room and smelled the salt of tears mixed in with Usagi's natural scent and her heat, which was getting even stronger with every passing minute.
Thankfully, his beast was far more concerned with the tears than anything else, and Raditz was purring comfort for her before he even slipped beneath the cool sheets and spooned her from behind, one strong arm encircling her waist along with his tail. "I'm sorry, my angel," he breathed into her hair as he kissed her shoulder.
"You didn't mean to make me cry, Raditz," he heard in reply, her voice so soft that he barely even caught it. "I'll um… I'll take the couch, you can—"
"I'll be damned," he growled. Heh, with the scent of her heat and her tears in the air, Raditz didn't even have to puff himself up with Turles's advice to find the courage to refuse her any space from him. The time for space was over, damn it, he'd waited two centuries and had been faithful the moment she was single! And while he'd been faithful, he'd given her ample fucking space until she'd come to him! "You're my mate and you belong in my bed, Usagi. Now close your eyes and sleep."
Too worn out to argue with him, Usagi sighed and leaned into his embrace, her eyes slipping shut as she drew in his alluring scent.
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"Morning, angel," Raditz whispered when she stirred against his chest, unable to stop the sappy smile on his face when she cracked her eyes open and looked up at him sleepily.
Usagi let her eyes slip shut once more as she felt one of his calloused hands caressing her face and just relaxed into him, enjoying his warmth. "Morning," she mumbled. "I'm sorry," she added after a few beats of silence. "I wasn't mad at you, Raditz."
"I know, angel. I'm sorry, too—for upsetting you. But… I meant what I said," he added gently as he stroked some of her slightly tangled hair out of her eyes. "T'au, ve'sh m'yo."
Willing herself not to cry again as she heard the words that Vegeta had always reminded her of whenever they were alone, Usagi just nodded, and as an afterthought, she drew his mouth down to hers. "D'in m'yo, ge. Au m'yo… m'eh t'au."
Raditz knew it was supposed to be a touching moment, but his beast was having other ideas as it purred happily and he slid his tail up her inner thigh. "Sorry, I'd have it under better control if you weren't in heat, r'sha."
Surprisingly amused, Usagi just snorted and rolled her eyes. "Typical Saiyan male. So, what does it smell like to you? For Vegeta, it was cheesecake, and Trunks said that Mina used to smell like fudge to him whenever she was in heat."
"Cookies," Raditz said without hesitation. "You smell like chocolate chip cookies with a little extra vanilla, just how I like them. Heh… don't suppose you'd let me get a taste?" He asked hopefully, waggling his eyebrows.
"Maybe… maybe we can try again tonight," Usagi said slowly. "Right now, I need a shower, and then I was going to hit the training room." She blushed a little at the thought of what she'd seen in the training room only yesterday and knew that she needed to get out of the bed before she did something that was going to wind up getting her laid. Not like you don't want it, though, she sighed privately as she tried to keep her eyes and hands from roaming him; from the very moment she'd awoke, she'd been fighting that very urge.
Raditz knew what she was thinking just by the way her fingers were occasionally twitching against his bare skin, and he purred and nuzzled her once before sliding out of bed and away from temptation. She hadn't said 'no' and had even said she'd try that night, so he was going to be patient and let her come to him on her terms. "So… what would you like to do tonight, my angel?" He asked nonchalantly… as if he wasn't totally naked and she wasn't staring at his morning wood with a mixed look of awe and desire. "We never did get to the skinny dipping part."
Usagi blushed at that but couldn't help but lick her lips. Before Raditz had reminded her so strongly of Vegeta, they'd been on the beach, but hadn't stripped down yet. No… they'd been a bit too busy making out with her straddling his waist, and even though he'd only been petting her above her clothing, she'd been ready to just tell him to take her to bed.
"Or should we just stay in, r'sha?" Raditz asked knowingly. "Take a peek in my nightstand and tell me which you'd rather do."
Usagi giggled, but did as she was told. "I'm almost afraid to look," she mumbled as she rolled towards the piece of furniture and slid open the drawer. The sight of massage oils and the very thought of sliding around all covered in them had her turning bright red and a heat pooling low in her belly, and Usagi swallowed hard before answering. "Let's, um… just play it by ear?" She suggested a little nervously.
"Whichever you prefer, my queen," Raditz teased.
"Won't all that get in your hair?" Usagi asked suddenly.
"Eh, not any worse than having it full of kids… you know, I found in a chicken in there once," Raditz added thoughtfully. "Wasn't the strangest thing I've found, but it was awfully surprising."
"What, were there leftovers from supper or something?" She asked curiously as she rolled out of the bed.
"Nope, I came back from the market and it was alive. Come on, angel," he added, stepping forward to yank her gown over her head. When she just froze in surprise he used that to his advantage and yanked her panties down as well, silently telling his beast to just be patient and wait for that night. If he was a gentleman and played his hand just right, he'd be mated to her within a couple of days. "Need help washing my hair. I'll wash yours in exchange," he offered, carrying her to and setting her down in the shower stall before she could protest.
"But—but—"
"Oh come on, baby. It's not like we haven't seen each other naked," he chuckled, amazed at how well-behaved his beast was being at that very moment. Even if that same beast had control of his eyes and was using them to roam her body unabashedly.
Blushing brightly, Usagi stayed in the shower when he cut on the water; she knew that look in his eyes all too well, and while she knew he wouldn't try anything—he probably wouldn't, anyway—he was definitely hell bent on getting an eyeful. "You first," she managed in a strangled tone the moment he was soaked down and had moved for her to step into the spray and wet her own hair. "Gimme that mop of yours," she added in a slightly stronger voice.
"Watch out for chickens," Raditz chuckled. "The kids had quite the adventure in there, you know. They were hunting down eggs for hours… apparently that chicken had been nesting for about a week, judging by the amount of eggs."
"Ew! Raditz, didn't you smell the poop!? I mean, that chicken had to shit sometime, right!?" She exclaimed as she started soaping him up with handfuls of shampoo. When he suddenly went a little stiff, Usagi knew she wasn't going to like the response, but she kept quiet.
"I was… kinda on a bit of a bender at the time," he admitted sullenly. "Turles found me and brought me back to make me eat something and wash up." Knowing what her next question would be, he just continued. "It was over a hundred years ago."
Oh… that must have been during the time Reiko had referred to on her first night there, when Raditz had cried on her shoulder for hours. "I'm sorry, Raditz," she whispered as she continued to soap up his hair. "I should have visited or something."
"Angel… we've both been through some bad shit, so don't be sorry. It was my own cowardice that brought about my pain and a two hundred year wait for you. And a visit from you would have only made it worse unless you would have been willing to leave Vegeta. And since I know that would have never happened, it's pointless to dwell on could-have-beens… especially when we have each other now." He turned then and kissed her gently. "I have you now, angel… and I'll be the happiest man in the universe when you let me claim you, so I'm not even going to sweat the past anymore."
Raditz was pleasantly surprised when she jerked him down and kissed him soundly I response, and he was purring happily when she finally drew away. "I'll try and do the same, Raditz," Usagi whispered.
"Good to hear, angel," he sighed into her wet hair as he forced his hands to stay at her waist. "Now let's hurry up and wash your hair before my beast decides that it wants to pin you to the wall."
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"What's so funny?" Reiko asked as Usagi and Raditz entered the kitchen, the former of the two laughing as the latter wore a broad grin.
"We're discussing all the things that have gotten trapped in his hair!" Usagi giggled.
Reiko set down the frying pan upon hearing that and snorted. "Ask him about the time he came home from a brothel about fifty years ago and Junior found a dildo nested in there. It was interesting, giving the talk to a five year old."
"Oh, come on!" Raditz protested, giving his sister in law a brotherly hug while Usagi laughed so hard that she had to sit down. "You know it wasn't mine, Reiko!"
"Uh-huh. Sure it wasn't, Raddy," she replied smoothly, having been through this discussion with him several times over the decades.
"Seriously, Reiko! Why in the gods' names would I need a dildo to pleasure a woman with when my cock is twice that size!?" He continued adamantly.
"Because you can't fuck yourself?" Usagi asked innocently, her face perfectly deadpan when Reiko and Raditz just turned and gaped at her.
"That's it, it's decided. She's perfect for you," Reiko said with a smug smile as she turned back to fixing enough breakfast to feed the horde.
I hope yall enjoyed a touch of voyeurism in this chap… and the smut will be in the next, mwuhuhahahahahahaha!
