No. He would not accept this. He felt the same insurmountable wave of rage and adrenaline he did on Earth every single time he chased her to bring about either justice or protection for her and Earth. And now, it would be both. And then some.
He didn't care what Vegeta said. He didn't care about the guards. He didn't even care if there were casualties.
See, the cruel difference between him and his father Goku, was he was a lot more vengeful and stoic in his pursuit of justice. If there was no death or injury involved, it wouldn't have enough of a cause to go for anyway, right?
After so much suffering and watching so many people he had once known and love just vanish from existence... He couldn't take it anymore. Even if it meant more died, he couldn't stand around and let another person pass.
Especially if it was Bra.
Malika's eyes scanned the elaborate room, its visually striking atmosphere and the sharp aromas entwining to shock her into a dizzying haze. Never before had she seen such an array of sexual tools and toys meant to not only enhance one's orgasm, but to literally take it to an entirely different level of stimulus. Sure, she had caught a nauseating glimpse of a similar looking object in her mother's bottom drawer..
But she had never seen anything like THIS before.
She felt her throat contract in a tiny gulp of trepidation at what this implied for their night together, or any night in the future at all. Sure, he had brought her to an astronomic orgasm the night before, but this... She was almost frightened by the concept of how her body would be in complete control of this man.
That very same man brought his mouth to her ear as her eyes were fixated on one of the various instruments hanging from the ceiling, "That, my dear, is called the Vaginaxle. Would you prefer an explanation or a demonstration..?"
She spun around to face him, her face flushed with indignation. "Are you serious? I mean, I know we are now engaged but I don't know if I'm ready for thi-"
"Stop."
Suddenly, she felt her mouth go mute. Seeing his glazed, chocolate orbs piercing into hers, she somehow felt the compulsion to obey him. Not out of compliance, but it felt relieving in a peculiar fashion, as if she wanted to see what he would say. And do.
"Now Malika, this is nothing to get ready for. There is literally nothing in this universe to prepare you for what you are about to experience. The only thing you need to do is relax, and let me. Okay?"
Her eyes narrowed slightly, "Let you.. what?"
His lips curled in a slight smirk, "Everything."
He didn't know exactly why he was going after her. He was so used to the chase, the thrill of rescuing her for the tireless, umpteenth time. Maybe he had gotten too used to being Pan's keeper that he just couldn't shake the role.
More than anything, he couldn't shake her. Not at all.
He felt so invested, so enthralled by her in so many unfamiliar and head-spinning ways that he hadn't had any time to even piece together what he felt for her. She was always spinning out of his vision, slipping from his grasp, or being claimed by yet another entity that put her in danger to herself and everyone else.
Flashes of her face went through his mind's eye as he raced to locate her. The potion had diminished enough that he could feel just a minuscule crumb of her ki. But that was enough, that was all he needed to gravitate to her once again. He saw her with that glint of helpless yet determined pierce in her cerulean orbs that made him want to kill whatever made her so vulnerable while holding her back from destroying herself even more.
Only, it was just so difficult. So strenuous, and even Goten didn't think he could have that much stamina.
But what else could he do?
Suddenly, he froze. Her ki had went from a crumb to an overwhelming torrent of energy reaching through her signal. He cringed at the reason for said spike and found himself accelerating.
So there she was. Bound to a crucifix made of rope that held her up by her arms and legs, the rope encircling her at her knees holding her legs apart. She found herself completely at the naked mercy of her elusive companion whose intentions were still a very tantalizing mystery to her.
Her squinting eyes peered around, hardly recognizing her whereabouts in the playground surrounding her because of the dizzying torture. She felt full. Very full.
"Ah... My darling, you're still here."
"Hm... So mind telling me what is.. h-happening-"
Her cliche question got interjected by her sharp intakes of breath following the insertion of multiple phallus-shaped objects into her core. Her back immediately arched, that fullness rolling around inside her as she got possessed by the horribly intense pulsating... Then something began to vibrate onto the hood of her clitoris, and she felt done for.
Only.. He took it away, sending her climax to a crashing halt.
"Oh it won't be so easy, Malika."
"Please..."
"Then you will deem me by my rightful title."
"Yes..? Tell me then," She tried to muster a forceful tone that only came out breathing and needing.
"Master."
Her glazed eyes opened, confusion swirling with the anticipation. "I-I don't think s- AHHH!"
There it was again, the beautiful vibrations echoing throughout her throbbing gem. Her mouth gaped open in a surprised gasp, her eyes glistening with a pre-orgasmic melt that formed a smirk on his dark features. And just as sudden, he removed it once again.
Being so close to that eternal release and the pressure of the fullness pushing into her cervix, she regarded him with the look of a shameful puppy with so much want in her eyes that made her blistfully betray her own pride in the next millisecond without even a second thought.
"Yes.. Master"
As soon as the vibrations resumed into her sorely teased mound, she cried out and felt her body convulse into an even more ethereal level of pleasure that she felt like she had flown out of her own body. The pressure between her legs built to a rapturous high, and she felt her body stiffen in the pinnacle of her roaring orgasm.
Suddenly, the doors swung open just as she released an arching stream of her glorious satisfaction in its opener's direction.
Yes I know it's short. But um.. I feel the ending is epic in itself and I would just like to upload something for once and not leave it on my desktop for weeks! (SORRY)
But in the meantime I will say I think about it and have written so many notes on all these great ideas for the storyline [still kindof building haha ALWAYS] so in the end, the wait is worth it for a better story!
Aside from my constant need for over preparation, I hope you all are having a fantastic summer. I know I am when I write about all this naughtiness! [hi mom]
Alright no more parenthesis, thanks for reading and please review I LOVE THOSE [:
