*Hello all! Sorry for taking so long on updating. My computer crashed and i had to get a new one. The crapy thing about this new computer is that it didn't come with word processor, so i had to find a download to actually type! I down loaded open office, and so far i do not like it. So, i am apologizing ahead of time if there is anything i misspelled while editing. I am the worlds worst at spelling, so please bare with me
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WARNING: This chapter is rated M (NC-17 if that option was available) due to lemony goodness i have wrote. I'm not saying who will being doing what to who, but i will say that you have been warned!
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Be My Mate
Chapter 9
In the darkest parts of the palace dungeons, King Vegeta and a large amount of Elite guards including Bardock, all watched as a prisoner that was captured during the attack was brought out from a cold, light less prison cell. Every Saiyan turned their nose up at the beaten fighter as he was thrown down before the King. The stench of dried blood filled their noses, and they all laughed at the failed attempt the prisoner made to stand, but was forced back to the ground by a heavy foot of a guard.
"You don't deserve to look at the King mongrel." The guard that held the prisoners body down with his foot growled and laughed evilly.
"Tell us who sent you and you will be given a quick and painless death. Other wise we will begin to cut at your flesh, piece by piece until you either speak or bleed out your pathetic blood on my prison floor." The King threatened and awaited for the green creature on the prison floor to speak.
The prisoner began to laugh after the King spoke, drool and blood dripping from his green lips as he laughed uncontrollably.
"Speak!" The guard ordered and rammed his foot into the prisoners back.
"You monkeys…" The green broken being on the ground began, his voice vial with sarcasm and hate. "You think you're the most powerful race in the universe, yet you don't know who my Lord is. He will destroy you all!"
"Enough! Tell me who your leader is!" King Vegeta roared as he pointed his finger down at the head of the prisoner, ready to blast him when he answered his question correctly.
"Before I tell you, you must know of my Lord's power. He is like the hounds of war, ready to be unleashed on your puny planet. His strength matches no other. You should be the ones bowing down to him!"
"If he's so strong then why isn't he here?" The guard that held him down asked as he laughed and began to kick the creature in the ribs, instantly breaking them on impact. The creature growled and flinched in pain, but continued to laugh as his attacker did.
"You will know soon enough. He will wipe every last Saiyan from this planet and take the babes from their mothers breast. Using them for his future quests to become the ultimate master of the universe! You will not live to see the day when my Lord destroys all those who stand against him. You will die and he will prevail!"
"Tell me the name!" King Vegeta screamed with vigor strength as he was growing tired of this mockery.
"Before I die, my Lord told me to pass along a message if any of us were caught…" The prisoner coughed up a large amount of blue blood, spitting it on the Kings boots as he continued. "He wanted me to tell you that every last one of you monkeys will die! Long live Lord Frieza!"
"No! He will be the one to face the wrath of the Saiyan people for threatening our very existence. When he is sent to you in the under world, you can tell him that he failed miserably!"
"I will meet you in the under world and tell you I told you so!" The prisoner coughed out.
King Vegeta roared with anger and powered up. A red energy beam shot out of his now opened hand, disintegrating the head of the once laughing being on the floor. The body twitched and soon became lifeless, spilling the blood of the now dead captured prisoner on the floor.
The King heavily breathed as he calmed himself down. Bardock stepped forward and bowed respectfully to his King, awaiting orders for their next move.
"My Lord. What are your orders?" Bardock asked when his King didn't say a word.
"Prepare for war." King Vegeta growled under his breath and left the prison with his trusted guards behind him. "We will be waiting for this so called Lord Frieza when he decides to make an appearance. Gather the warriors, and send news to my son of my decision. Tell him he has two days. He'll know the meaning of those words."
"Yes My Lord." Bardock bowed and dismissed himself from the group of guards that followed the King.
"Oh and Bardock. Tell your son he will be needed in this battle. I will have arrangements made to send the Queen and Princess off planet if that is needed, which I highly doubt we'll need to take those precautions."
"My Lord, are you asking the Prince to join this battle as well?"
King Vegeta stopped and thought the question over.
"We will need all our strong warriors. The Prince can choose for himself if he wishes to attend this ridiculous so called battle. I will not stand in his way if he decides to fight."
"I will pass along your message Sire." Bardock departed and began his travel towards the Prince's chambers, knowing well how his son would react to the mention of battle. He was never one to back down from a fight or challenge, and Bardock knew that his son would have conflict with himself over fighting and staying with his new mate. Once mated, it was hard to separate the two. He just hoped Kakarot hadn't mated with her just yet to cloud his judgment.
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Prince Vegeta began to stir as a light knock came from the door. He wanted to go back to sleep, but something warm was by his side as he tried to roll over and forget someone was at the door. His eyes looked down and found a small delicate hand resting on his bare chest. Bulma was sound asleep by his side, and he found it interesting to see his soon to be mate already wrapped up next to him with out a care in the world. Her sharp finger nails grazed his nipple as he moved to get a better look at her sleeping face, turning slightly to prop himself up on his elbow to look down upon the weak but beautiful female he had in his bed.
Bulma whimpered in her sleep as she cuddled up closer to his warmth, inhaling deeply as she dreamed. His tail was still tangled with her own and he didn't bother to separate from the newly found feeling between them. He decided he would mate with her when she woke up. She would need her rest for what he was going to do with her. He might even let her eat before they proceeded with the inevitable mating ritual they would perform. She looked like she needed a decent meal anyways to fill in the boney areas of her figure.
The knocking came again, and this time it was at his own door. Vegeta quickly sat up and looked at the now opening door as the light filled the room, blinding him momentarily to see who the intruder was.
"Hey Vegeta, you hungry?" Kakarot asked from the doorway, not daring to take another step into the Prince's room.
'Hungry for a Princess.' Vegeta thought to himself as a smirk appeared on his face when he looked back at the still sleeping Princess.
"Bring the food in here." Vegeta growled and looked at Kakarot once more, seeing a bright sickening smile on his happy face. What was Kakarot so happy about?
"As you wish." Kakarot said sarcastically before leaving to fetch the cart of food for the Prince and Princess. He shortly returned with the expected amount of food and parked the cart beside the enormous bed, continuing to smile like the idiot he was.
"What are you so damn happy about?" Vegeta asked lowly, trying to keep his voice down to prevent Bulma from waking.
"My father just informed me while you were sleeping that we are preparing for war. Another chance to fight and test our strengths!" Kakarot informed the Prince.
"Keep your voice down." Vegeta threatened Kakarot and tried to get up out of bed, then remembered his tail was still locked with Bulma's. If he fiddled with her tail, she was bound to wake up, and she needed all the rest she could get. "What do you mean war? Did my father get the perpetrator to speak?"
"Yea, said a being named Lord Frieza is behind all the attacks. My father said to be ready, and your father said to chose if you will fight or sit this one out."
"Of course I'm going to fight. Why did he even bother to ask me such a foolish question?"
"Oh I was also suppose to tell you that you have two days."
"Two days for what?" Vegeta asked dumb founded, then he knew. He had two days to mate with the female. Would it be enough time to convince her? "Shit." Vegeta cursed and rubbed the back of head, feeling a lump forming under the skin. Damn that Kakarot!
"I'll be waiting for you when you decide to ready yourself to train."
Vegeta just nodded. He knew Kakarot understood why he needed to be alone with the female. He had the look of understanding written across his face.
"I'm going to kick your ass Kakarot!" Vegeta harshly whispered as he watched his faithful guard leave and shut the door behind him. He would make him pay for hitting him so hard that it knocked him out.
The Prince returned his attention back to the female and noticed that she was beginning to wake due to his movements on the bed. She opened her eyes and yawned so adorably, it made Vegeta just stare and wait for her next amazing movement she made. Her arms stretched upwards as she sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes and yawning once more.
"I smell food." Bulma said innocently while blinking rapidly to clear her vision.
"You need to eat. By the looks of you, your in need of nourishment."
"I wont disagree with you on that." Bulma said as she stretched once more.
"Good, now eat. You'll need your strength."
"For what?" She asked confused while Vegeta disentangled their tails carefully and got up from the bed to bring the cart around to her. He didn't want to answer that just yet. He was afraid if he said anything that she would refuse to eat, and then she would starve. But he would just have to take his chances.
"Mating." He grunted out quickly and nibbled at a few dishes on the food cart.
"WHAT? So soon? I mean…Oh Gods! I'm not ready!" Bulma nervously admitted, causing Vegeta to almost choke on his meal.
"Your not ready?" He asked, more confused then angered.
"I mean…I'm just not ready to be mated with you yet. I know so little about you, and you of me. I don't want to mate with a stranger!"
"We are highly far from being strangers."
Bulma thought his words over carefully. She was in deep thought and Vegeta began to worry what was going through her mind when she didn't speak a word. Would she refuse him after all?
"Ok…I'll do it…Just on one condition."
"And what would that be?" He asked as he became intrigued with her words. She had agreed to mate with him, and he was dieing to know what she asked in returned.
"If you will get to know me before we…gulp…"
"Mate?" He finished her sentence for her, watching as she fidgeted before she continued.
"Yes, and if you will tell me some things about your self. Isn't that what being mates is consisted of? Knowing each other?"
"I suppose." He answered and continued eating with great speed. He was ready to begin their mating, and she hadn't yet to touch her food. "Eat." He said after shoving a large piece of bread into his mouth.
Bulma nodded and began to pick at the provided food. She hadn't eaten for awhile and her stomach was craving the exact amount of food set up for her. After finding something she liked, she began tearing into it piece by piece which seemed to annoy the Prince.
"Why are you tarring it apart? Just eat the damn thing already." He grumbled as he stuck another bite into his waiting mouth.
"This is how I eat." Bulma defended herself and continued picking parts of the meat off to eat.
"Just shove it in your mouth and swallow. There's no need torturing it any longer, it's dead!"
"At least I have some manners unlike someone in this room!" Bulma yelled as she took another piece and nibbled.
"This is the way I eat. If you don't like it then your out of luck."
"Same goes for me." She said and wiped her hands on a napkin then picked at some grapes. Her choice in food was beginning to bother Vegeta. She needed meat and bread, not fruit.
"Quit eating that useless garbage and consume the foods that are high in protein."
"Quit telling me what to eat! You asked me to eat, now your telling me how and what to put into my body!"
"I am only telling you this so that you can prepare your body for the strenuous activity we are about to perform. You will need all the nourishment you can get."
Bulma sighed and stopped eating the fruit. She picked up some bread and bit a off a mouth full just so the Prince would stop pestering her while she ate.
"So this strenuous activity you mentioned. Will it hurt?"
Vegeta sucked down his food the wrong way at her question. He hadn't expected that question, she should have already knew this knowledge. After choking and coughing he cleared his throat and looked over at the eating female. She asked the question like it was no big deal to answer.
"Didn't you learn that from your mother?" He asked in astonishment.
"My mother died when I was a small brat. My father raised me until he passed and left me his shop, then I met Chichi and we never really had another female influence to talk about such matters."
"So the other female isn't a whore. How surprising." He mumbled under his breath as a smirk came across his lips.
"No! And stop calling her that awful name! She protected us when any Saiyan male would try and…I don't even want to think about it!" Bulma dismissed the subject of conversation and looked away. Even mentioning the occurrences she faced made her stomach turn.
"You never even been with another. It's rare to hear of such things due to your class."
"How dare you insult the female population like that! What did you expect? Every female is suppose to open her legs when the nearest male walks by?"
"It's just an observation." He quickly answered and finished his meal, then drinking the wine that was provided to quench his thirst for the moment. Her fiery attitude was beginning to turn him on, and he couldn't wait to touch her and just show her how the intimate mating session would feel to her inexperienced body. "Continue eating. You haven't had near enough."
"If I eat any more, I will burst."
"I doubt that Princess." He chuckled and brought a knee up to prop his elbow on. His mind went into thinking mode. He had to find a way to make it painless as possible so that she could enjoy her first time. If only she knew what he was thinking. It would make her shriek and run for cover if she only knew. Then the thought of when to bite her crossed his mind. When would be the appropriate time to sink his teeth into that delicate flesh of her neck? He didn't want to bite her in the midst of pleasure, but perhaps it was best to do it while he first made contact with her untouched female depths. He would defiantly have to give her a taste of pleasure before causing any pain to show her how enjoyable mating could be.
"I'm finished." She said, drawing him from his deep thoughts.
"Then lets begin." He growled as he jumped toward her, ready to start what he was already imagining.
"Wait!" Bulma cried as she avoided his attack.
"What's the matter now?"
"We still haven't got to know each other yet, and I have to…take a tinkle."
She was stalling! He couldn't believe what he was hearing. She still wanted to know more about him than she already knew, and she had to freaking tinkle! How bazaar the female was. Fine, if she wanted to get to know him, he would sum it all up for her with a quick statement.
"I'm the Prince of all Saiyan's. What more do you need to know?" He asked as he watched her depart from the bed.
"Like, your likes and dislikes? Things you enjoy to do on your free time, besides training and being a pain in the ass!"
"Simple. I like to train and be a pain in the ass."
Bulma just growled and went towards the private bathroom on the other side of the room with Vegeta trailing behind her. She felt him close by and immediately stopped and turned, almost tripping the Prince due to his closeness.
"Why are you following me?" Bulma asked surprised when seeing him take a step back.
"Assuring myself that you wont attempt to escape again."
"I already said I would mate with you. Why would I run away?" Bulma frowned her blue eye brows at the shocked Prince. "You really need to chill it Vegeta. You wouldn't want me to change my mind would you?"
Vegeta became angry from her words. She wouldn't dare change her mind. He wouldn't allow it!
Bulma found herself pinned against the wall. Vegeta was deathly close to her face, looking as if he would take her then and now.
"You will be my mate. There is no changing your mind, and you are certainly going to enjoy every second of it. Now get in there and fucking piss before I change my mind on waiting!"
Bulma gulped and sneaked out from Vegeta's arms, hurrying to the bathroom to tinkle. She would stay in there as long as it took.
She just wasn't ready yet!
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Kakarot closed the Prince's door after delivering the cart of food he had ordered. He felt like he was starving and decided to get some food for everyone else while he got to feast. Chichi had only been sleeping for a couple of hours to rest from her hard training. He couldn't wait to wake her up and speak with her again. He was saddened when he had taken his bath and found her fast asleep in the spare bed he had planned to mate with her in.
Kakarot was deeply sorry for what he did to her in the training room. He didn't mean to be rough and scary looking to Chichi, but she needed to learn how to be aware of her surrounding and sense out energy. As soon as she woke up, he would beg for her forgiveness. Her beaming smile at him was proof enough that she truly like him. She didn't need to say it, because he could tell by the look in her eyes.
With quiet steps, Kakarot entered the room where Chichi slept soundly and wheeled the cart of food near the bed. She was laying on her back with a hand above her head, and one leg bent as the other was laying straight. He looked at her strong legs and his eyes followed along to the path between her legs. He couldn't help but stare at the thin fabric that tightly clung to her female flower. It was just calling out to him to touch it and feel her completely bare under his body.
Her breasts were rising and falling with each breath as she dreamed carelessly. Kakarot couldn't resist her any longer. He needed to kiss her and know more about her. Maybe he would even tell her that he was secretly a third class Saiyan, but quickly dismissed the thought. It was his pride that held him back from thinking about it.
Kakarot slowly knelled on the bed and crawled up along Chichi's legs, stopping when she moaned in her sleep. He bent his head and kissed her shin, kissing it gently as he cherished every inch of her body. Chichi moaned again and this time she woke up. But to his surprise she didn't try to fight him off or move away. Kakarot smiled shyly up at her as he continued kissing up her shin to her knee.
Chichi felt like a fire was burning on her body when she awoke to Kakarot's touch. She looked down at his spiky hair as he slowly inched his way up to her knee.
It felt right.
He felt right.
His kisses were so amazing, so terrifying, and yet so exhilarating at the same time. She let him kiss her skin. He was making her feel so good, and he did owe her for punching her while training.
His lips lightly glided over her knee, causing her reflexes to jerk her leg. She giggled at the sensation of his breath on her skin. Her inner core was flaming with desire. Chichi waited for Kakarot's next move, and to her surprise he continued closer to the place that desired to be touched. His body inched it's way closer and closer, inhaling her sweet skin along the journey. She sharply breathed when Kakarot kissed the top of her thigh above her knee, sending shock wave after shock wave between her legs. His lips grazed across the edge of her gray shorts, planting tiny kisses along side her feminine mound. Chichi's hips jerked at the light touch and was relieved when Kakarot didn't linger there to long.
He found the softness of her bare waist, pushing her tail out of the way to nuzzle his smooth cheek against her skin. Chichi sighed and placed a hand on Kakarot's head, brushing her fingers carefully in the smooth as silk hair she was dieing to touch. He purred into her tummy as she ran her fingers along the base of his neck. She was pleased when he further brought his face on up to her own, looking deeply into her eyes as she tried to hide her lust for him.
Kakarot smirked at her and bent his head down to plant a simple kiss to her lips. But Chichi seemed to want more than just a peck on the mouth. Her hands forced his head to stay where it was and motioned her lips to proceed with a deeper kiss. Of course he obliged and began to lick and nibble on her sweet mouth, enjoying the fact that he didn't have to force her to kiss him this time. She moaned into his mouth, encouraging his hands to cup her cheek to deepen the passion they were sharing.
As they kissed, their tails unwound completely from their waists and wrapped around each other in a tight embrace. They felt partially complete once joined together by the tails, but still lacked in the full bonding of their bodies. Kakarot held back his groans of pleasure as Chichi's finger tips glided softly down his neck and onto his hard muscular chest. She traced her fingers along his rippling muscles and then around his nipple, bringing forth a sharp intake of air from Kakarot as he enjoyed every touch she made to his warm flesh.
Chichi stayed relaxed as Kakarot's hand went farther down her cheek and directly onto her chest as he dipped his tongue into her mouth. Her breathing quickened as he cupped her large breast with his hand, and rubbing a thumb over her hardening peek. She moaned loudly into his mouth as his hands fondled her ripe breast gently, wishing it was his mouth instead of his hand. His tongue flicked Chichi's own tip of her tongue as he flicked her nipple with his fingers, causing her to arch her back with need and want. Her body was shaking from the experience, and by just his kiss and touch alone made her feel like bursting into a enormous flame.
Kakarot's hand went lower, touching her flat stomach with graceful touches. Chichi brought her hand up to his face and gave him one last deep kiss before breaking away for a chance to take a breath of fresh air. She slightly pulled away and looked up into his piercing black eyes as he was watching her innocent body react to his caressing. When his fingers found their way to her burning spot between her legs, Chichi turned her head and moaned, shutting her eyes tightly together from the intense feeling she was receiving. Kakarot's lips ran down her chin and onto the smooth skin of her neck, sucking lightly on the sway of her shoulder. Chichi let out a whispering cry as his fingers played with the wet arousal on the outside of her shorts. Her hips began to thrust as he slowly swept his fingers along the crease of her clothed lips.
She turned her head back and begged to be kissed again. Kakarot saw the look in her partly opened eyes, and quickly comforted her with a deep kiss as his hand continued to stroke the wetness that was beginning to soak through the clothing. Her soft pants and moans began to increase as he was bringing her close to her climax she had never experienced before. She was so beautiful while lost in the moment. Her hair strung out along her shoulders like a rain of black silk laying against her skin.
Everything about her made him want her more. Her innocent cries of pleasure sent chills racing down his spin and to the tip of his tail. Kakarot was just enjoying giving her the attention she deserved. He wasn't concerned with the need his groin was wanting at that time. It would be all about her. He would show her that he would give her his complete attention any time of day. Why did he have to agree to go into battle? He rather stay there and pleasure his female day in and day out.
Chichi trembled as she was coming closer to the end of something more powerful than she ever had race through her body. He was being so gentle and caring as he stroked her slowly, and pulled his hand away to find it's way under her shorts. She held her breath in anticipation of the first contact he would make to her bare untouched flesh between her legs. She almost couldn't wait any longer when he teased her skin at the beginning of her clothing.
Kakarot chuckled lightly when feeling Chichi jerk her hips to get him to stop teasing her. She was ready, and he could smell it. Her scent was driving him to continue touching her below. His hand slipped under the waist band of her shorts, and slightly brushed through her curls he could only imagine what felt like against his face as he envisioned himself tasting her.
As soon as his fingers made contact with her hardened pearl beneath her curls, Chichi let out the loudest moan she had yet to express. Kakarot released her mouth and watched how his beautiful female reacted to her first encounter with another touching her intimately. Her mouth was partially opened as she sighed and breathed heavily, shaking her head from side to side and then arching her back as the sensation was building. His fingers quickened and witnesses Chichi shed a tear as her body tensed for a moment then began to quiver and jerk from her climax. Her wet flower soaked his finger tips as she was in complete heaven. She screamed from each tightening wave the orgasm brought to her.
Kakarot removed his fingers and rested his hand on her hip as he waited for her to come down off of her high. As she finally dared to open her beautiful eyes, Kakarot brushed a strand of hair out of her face.
"I apologize for my behavior earlier." Kakarot sincerely said as Chichi looked him in the eyes.
It took Chichi a minute to think over everything that just happened to her in that short time. Her mind was still a little fuzzy from the new sensational experience Kakarot just gave to her. One minute she was sleeping and dreaming about the strong Saiyan, then next she awoke to find him kissing up her leg. She didn't know why she allowed him to do what he just did, but he seemed perfectly fine with what just happened. He wasn't pushing her to mate with him, nor making a big scene about it. Maybe she would go to sleep more often or fight with him more to get such attention. Chichi couldn't really find the words in that moment to answer him or except his apology.
"You ok?" Kakarot asked when Chichi just stared up at him in complete bliss. She hadn't said a word to him and it had him worried that he did something horrible. He wished she would talk to him.
"KAKAROT! WHERE ARE YOU?" Vegeta roared through the hallways of his living quarters. Kakarot just groaned and got up from the bed, taking his tail with him as he left Chichi silently on the bed. Would he never just get a moment alone with his female from all the damn interruptions?
"What is it Vegeta?" Kakarot asked with the least bit of interest of what the spoiled Prince was wanting now. If he wanted to train then he would just have to wait until he got Chichi to talk about their future together. He was growing tired of every chance they were alone, someone would always bother him. He just had about enough.
"Kakarot! I need you to go bust down my bathing room door! The Princess has decided to lock herself up in there with her dramatics!" Vegeta ranted as he neared Kakarot in the hallway near the door of the spare bedroom. Vegeta immediately halted when smelling Kakarot's female all over him. Kakarot didn't look remotely happy about the disturbance, but the Prince didn't care about that right now. He just wanted the damn Princess out of the bathroom before he blew up the entire wall to get her out.
"Bulma did what?" Chichi seemed to find her voice when over hearing the Prince speak of her where about and ran out into the hallway where they were having their conversation. Vegeta backed up when seeing Chichi half dressed and completely drenched with the scent of sex radiating off her skin. He snorted and rolled his eyes, returning his attention back to Kakarot.
"Go blow the damn door off if you have to!" Vegeta ordered and pointed down towards his bed chambers.
"NO! I'll take care of Bulma. She's just scared! Let me go talk to her." Chichi interrupted and began to run down towards Vegeta's room with haste.
"I don't have all day to wait for you to talk some since into her damn head!"
"Well I'm not about to let you blow the door off the hinges just to get her out!"
Vegeta was about to fly after the back talking female when Kakarot held him back with a strong hand. His hand reeked of his female and it made Vegeta angry that his soldier was getting more action than himself.
"Let her go talk to the Princess. While we wait, we can train!" Kakarot suggested and let go of Vegeta's shoulder when his words seem to captivate his interests.
"Fine! I have a score to settle with you anyhow. How dare you hit me over the head!"
"How else was I to shut you up? You needed to sleep, and that was my only option Vegeta."
"I'm going to kick your ass so hard you'll be in the rejuvenation tank for a week!" Vegeta spat out and balled his fists.
"Save your threats for our training." Kakarot teased with a smirk on his face and proceeded down the hall to the training room.
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