Part 7
Zarbon grumbled as he tossed another useless soldier to the floor. It seemed like none of his spies had seen the prince. Very few planets were out of the reach of the tyrant and the green beauty knew that the longer he spent away from his master with no results, the worse his punishment would be. Sure, the green menace would get into small amounts of trouble since Freeza would show different forms of punishment to him. It was the only way he knew how to keep the beast beneath his skin at bay. Not to mention that he could satisfy his lusts with him.
Freeza could do interesting things with his tail that made Zarbon shudder. He focused on his computer to set a course for the next nearby planet. This one had a few females and males alike on which he could slate his sudden lusts. Being apart from his master troubled him greatly. Especially when he knew the reasons he was being kept at bay. Vegeta would surely pay for his escape, not to mention the reason he didn't get full attention from his master. Zarbon absolutely loathed the monkey prince for holding Freeza's attentions and being the 'favorite' possession.
His master never looked upon his green form with the adore he did Vegeta. Why would he want someone so unwilling to be his when he offered up his green flesh to the assaults? Freeza wanted the Saiyan to desperately submit, yet he wouldn't. Zarbon wished that the white lizard would just force himself on the little shit already and be done with it.
"There is no desire if he fights. I want his spirit broken in submission. I can go to any planet for my own selfish screaming delights, Vegeta is precious to me. I want him to want me. I want him to beg."
"It will never happen, Freeza. He's to prideful."
"Which is why he's going in the dungeon. He'll stay there. His pride won't let him die by my hand and he'll have to give up to be free once more. One step closer to what I seek. One day, Zarbon, you'll understand the pleasures of patience."
Little did they both know that the spineless stain would be free by other means. Now, he was stuck in space looking for the lowly prince. Freeza let him live, he should be grateful. There are worse ways to live then under a tyrant.
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Vegeta growled low in his throat as Kakarot failed to dodge another one of his punches. The whelp didn't even apologize for his lack of focus. He was smitten to the kitchen harpy, wanting to fulfill his desires with her. Sure, Vegeta was in the midst of his own courtship but he had enough dignity and control over himself to not let it interfere with his training.
"Enough, Kakarot!" He yelled at the younger Saiyan. "You're obviously not wanting to train today. That harpy of your affections has gotten you clouded."
"Don't call her that Vegeta. Chi-Chi is a very nice woman."
The prince blew out a breath in agitation. "Listen here, you need to finish your stupid courtship and get your head back in the game. Your baffoonish ways will get us killed if you keep letting your emotions and your stomach rule your body. Have you no discipline? No shame? You're supposed to be a warrior! I see that your father has been too lax upon you in all things."
"Vegeta..."
"No, leave my sight and send in Raditz, at least with him around I'll be able to get some training in. Serious training."
He watched the younger male shuffle out with a sigh. Care-free was not something he was accustomed to. His life was always on guard and ready for battle. This pup was a Saiyan male, his interests should be in training. Yes, mating was an important duty for all warriors but he needed to focus on training within the sparring confines. Vegeta growled low in his throat as he tore off the tank top and readied his muscles. He hated to admit that the kid had power and talent which were being used wastefully.
"You wanted to see me Vegeta?" Raditz's voice broke his thoughts.
"Yes, your egghead of a brother has his mind set on the fairer sex. I will not be able to get any useful training out of him until he completes his mating."
"Kakarot has always been the softer of the two of us. I think my father misses mother and he's been lax in the training department. Kakarot's personality reminds him of her."
"Wants to keep him untainted? What a waste. Kakarot was born to fight, as were the rest of us."
"Indeed."
"Let's spar, I grow impatient for a fight."
"Of course, your highness."
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Kakarot ate happily as Chi-Chi hummed while cooking. He hoped that Bulma had been able to talk to her today. His tail twirled behind him in anticipation and it felt like he couldn't control himself. These feelings were new to him, scary and exciting. She placed more food in front of him and he decided to wait until she was ready to join him before he started up again. Chi-Chi gave off a radiant smile before taking the seat next to him and placing the freshly made tuna rolls between them.
"Kakarot."
He gulped as he heard what could only be described as longing in her voice. "Yes."
"Bulma told me something today that I think will make both of us feel relieved and take a lot of tension out." She leaned closer to him, her breath on his face and even though she had just put the food on the table, his hunger was instantly forgotten when she looked at him that way. "After dinner, I think we need to talk."
All he could do was nod dumbly, his brain frazzled by the implications. He turned to the food in front of him mechanically, it didn't appeal to him right now but he knew he would pay for it later if he didn't eat. So, he sat there and devoured his meal, watching her out of the corner of his eye as she ate her own portion. When the meal concluded and she cleared the table, he rose from his seat and stood behind her.
Chi-Chi turned and smiled at him, the look disarming his body and making him feel funny. When he thought he would still have to wait on her he felt the pressure on his tail. Gentle as it was it still caused him a small inkling of pain. Kakarot realized he should've trained his tail, but he didn't regret her touch. He purred happily and moved to initiate the first part of the marking when her lips met his.
He backed up in confusion as she came closer. Her hand still clasped around his tail making his body jerk with pleasured pain. "Chi-Chi..."
"Did I do something wrong?" She looked at him a little sad.
"No, just … I don't know what you're doing. Don't you want to bite me?"
"Bite you? I want to kiss you."
"Kiss?" He looked at her puzzled. "What's that?"
"You mean you don't know?"
Kakarot shook his head before tilting it slightly to the side. All his instincts were calling out to accept her call and he needed to bite to complete the first step.
"I'll show you how." She inched forward again and placed her free hand on his face. His eyes widened as her lips connected with his again. It felt strange, but not unpleasant. It felt interesting, wet, solid, and almost like a massage. Her tongue licked his lips and he gasped. The sensation like a twitching tingle. Her tongue then met his inside his mouth and he tasted her. Her breath of mint tea and honey.
Kakarot pulled back and gasped for breath as she looked at him with a smile. "Chi-Chi I … There's something I need to do."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong. I just need to mark you, desperately." He panted. "You still want me?"
"Of course, Kakarot." She replied as he moved closer. Chi-Chi still held his tail in her grip as he gently nudged her head to the side and breathed in her scent. Then he bit her, right in the joint between her neck and shoulder. He heard her squeak in a bit of pain and he soothed the bite with his tongue. She released his tail and he held her close as he moved to the couch.
Just being able to hold her felt wonderful as he moved her to sit in his lap, his tail wrapping around her while he pulled her into another kiss. Kakarot found he quite liked kissing. He also found that Chi-Chi was quite vocal and he liked that too. She grinded atop him and he knew that it was taking all of his strength not to follow along with her. If the scenting was to go right, he had to hold himself in check. He felt her shudder and then heard her cry out his name in pleasure as he bit the same spot, licking the wound to make it heal as she collapsed atop him.
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"Have you found my little prince?" Freeza's slightly annoyed voice rang through the communicator. Zarbon dreaded his meeting with the tyrant. He'd been searching for weeks and knew his master would grow impatient at the lack of results. The green alien had to give it to Vegeta. When he didn't want to be found, he made sure of it. There were no leads to follow, no trails to track, not even a sighting.
"No. It's like he vanished."
"You won't come back to the stronghold until you've found my prize, Zarbon, and if I find out you've been seeking your pleasures elsewhere; the punishment will be extreme. No one leaves this army unless they are dead so I pray to you that you bring back a corpse! Now, find my pet!"
Zarbon hissed as the connection fizzed in his ear, the shrill chirp of the dead line causing him to have a slight headache. "If I find you alive, Vegeta, you'll wish you were dead. Freeza detests deserters and given his attachment to you; your punishment will be worse than mine ever will be."
