Chapter 14: Mile-high club
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Thank you, Kitty in the Boy, Wangz, Gertrudwarsothe, Kasumi, DV4ever and tbartz for commenting (and some of you voting).
I've made a compromise that lifts it to the next level of awkwardness with the reference. Hope you guys enjoy ^^
About the flying: As a teenager I always envisioned that actually working if you try hard enough! Those original DBZ scenes with Videl, Gohan and Goten training to fly. *smiles* Sometimes I still believe…
Also, I started a fanart showing the first lines of the story. Check out the AO3 version for it (or tumblr, twitter, fb, insta,...).
There is also the full chapter. I didn't do full smut, but a few sentences had to be erased again for ffnet guidelines. You know the drill ^^ [...] means I had to delete something.
Summary: Vegeta and Bulma enjoy some time alone in the GR to avoid the overhearing Trunks and Mai during their bedroom activities. The half-Saiyan teaches his girlfriend how to fly and they have a little fun in the clouds.
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It was already late that night when Vegeta turned off the gravity machine, using a towel to dry the sweat on his neck. The boy should be done bedding his female by now.
Opening the door he enjoyed a short moment on the stairs, breathing in the cool night's air when a loud primal growl reached his ears. It seemed like she had bitten back at last. His son was a lucky prick. Vegeta knew that the girl had done it in the full knowledge of what it entailed, otherwise she would have nibbled back days ago. They were bonded now. The sex would get even more intense from this night onward.
The Prince clenched his teeth but couldn't find it in him to be angry them at them. As long as this made his brat stronger... He saw Bulma coming towards him and couldn't hide his grin. With only the thin satin nightdress and a matching gown she was such a delicious display.
A huff escaped her lips and she pulled the cloth around her shoulders even tighter to her body, outlining her curves perfectly. "Okay, now I understand your issues with those two. Any room left for me in there?"
"Certainly, my Queen." He felt his manhood swell at her veiled demand. Her scent mingled in the air. Desperate need. Well, he still had enough strength left inside of him to make his female happy.
"Have we ever been this horny on a constant basis during our first weeks? This must have been a nightmare for my mom and dad." They had been a lot less reckless when it had come to where and when.
"I certainly remember admiring your insatiability and stamina that could rival a Saiyan female's." He stretched out a hand to help her into the GR. "I still do, to be honest."
That brought a smile to her face. "Let's start in the shower though." She put her finger on his breastplate and pushed him up the stairs. "You're filthy from training."
Vegeta let her have this moment of dominance, already wondering what she might have planned for their rutting.
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Two hours later the two laid sprawled out on the bed in the lower section of the GR.
"Why are you training her? You never bothered with me" Bulma asked while her fingers traced the well defined muscles of his chest.
"That's only because I'm not an over-eager teenager trying to prove his stamina." Why did she always have to ask so many questions while coddling up to him? Maybe he hadn't worn her out enough…?
She snorted at that. "Yeah, sure. You didn't act like it 20 years ago."
Vegeta scoffed. "The point is I knew how to treat you when my desires gotten the better of me. I never bit you that hard."
"And who says I…"
"Don't tease me now, woman" he threatened, leaning in closer and showing her his fangs in warning.
Oh, it was such a joy to rile him up. Bulma smiled while she caressed the outline of his jaw before returning back to the topic. "Her increase in strength is related to Trunks, right? Is it because of the same reason I still look like I'm in my late thirties?"
Her gentle ministrations made him purr in delight. She certainly knew how to tame a wild beast. "Yes, she now shares the benefits a Saiyan body provides."
"But I've never gotten stronger." A memory came back. "I did a bit when I was…"
"No, she's not with child yet. Or at least I don't think so. I can't sense a second ki. Or maybe it's too early to notice because it's too human and weak. I'll keep an eye on her so that I don't harm any potential offspring during sparring with her. I'd never hear the end of it from Trunks when I hurt his female or possible brat." He thought about that for a bit. "I hope your pills will make their sex safe. He's not ready to have his life change so quickly twice. A recently bonded Saiyan who also just discovered the joy of using his cock with that specific mate is highly protective over her. Once she tells him about the fruit of his loins everyone will be a threat, an enemy, not only other alpha males who might snatch his mate away but even women and children in their proximity."
"Will he become aggressive?" Bulma asked with a hint of dread. That was not the son she'd raised. He was gentle, kind, intelligent. Basic urges wouldn't shatter his self-control. Although…
"He's a Saiyan." Vegeta's simple statement held so many answers.
Bulma sighed and wondered about how to counteract the dangers. "And what if Mai shows him that she's able to stand her ground? That she doesn't need constant protection?"
Vegeta smiled. That was one of the reasons he trained her. So that the pissing contest between father and son, both of them alpha males, wouldn't turn into lethal battles that could vaporize an entire continent only because Vegeta made a degrading remark about the human girl.
"So why does she get a power boost?" Bulma asked with a sour undertone.
Vegeta easily spotted her annoyance concerning this aspect and tried to wrap his answer into a compliment, honoring her and the genes she provided. "I believe it's because Trunks is half Saiyan and half human. The earthling part of him can make a connection with the mate that I never could. The human genes act as a conductor to transfer ki."
"Videl never got that strong. She had talent from the beginning and Gohan tickled it out of her but…" That was interesting. Maybe something she could research.
"Trunks is of royal breed. We are elites in everything." He knew his mate wasn't buying the point he made so he doubled down. "He is raised a Saiyan, his primal side closer to the surface. Gohan is too polite and gentle. Trunks on the other hand is fully enjoying his heat. They fuck like Arlian rabbits, their connection so raw and undiluted, so intimate that he doesn't hold anything back. Once they get used to each other in bed the human side in him will gladly share whatever he has."
"Will that also increase the child's power once they actually think about creating a family of their own?" Bulma wanted to know, too curious to let this one pass.
Vegeta huffed and turned to the side. "Probably…"
A grin spread on her lips as she heard the slight annoyance in his tone. So much for humans diluting the powers over time. "I'm gonna have to work on the pill I gave her then. If the child is more powerful than Trunks or Bulla we might have those questions answered earlier than expected."
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Since he was a lot closer to Mai than Gohan had been to Videl back then he decided it would be more fitting to stand behind her for this test. She would feel safer like that, able to be caught by him in case something went wrong. He leaned in close and whispered gently. "Now concentrate on your ki. I want you to summon it so you can feel it pulsing through your body. And then, once you have found an even level you only have to push it downward to lift yourself off of the ground."
"You make it sound so easy. Firing a few tiny ki blasts is much easier than defying gravity." She chuckled before taking a deep breath and trying to do as requested.
The ki blasts were actually a lot more difficult because they did require more raw energy. Flying was purely something that had to be gained through the mind, to let go, to stop believing in the shackles of gravity.
It was difficult with him so close but at the same time she felt a lot more capable. He had trust in her and was there if anything went wrong. A few seconds passed before she could feel the air around herself vibrate. This was the moment.
Trunks couldn't help but grin when lifted herself into the air. He could feel the energy she emitted like a soft caress. He soaked up her achievement, her feat, the milestone his mate had reached. The primal side in of him roared in glee and he wanted nothing more than to pin her back on the ground and rut her senseless. But damn, there was another option, another whole dimension now accessible. Maybe… that would also help her in her training.
Mai could feel the pressure on her feet lifting as she elevated herself into the air. She suddenly felt weightless, as if gravity didn't bother her any longer. Flying… it was such a wonderful experience. She relaxed and was surprised when the ability didn't vanish. There was no difference in between supporting herself on her feet or simply hovering. She could get used to this! Her calm state let the energy flow more freely instead of only focusing it on the ground. Her senses stretched out and she let the waves brush against her mate who responded with a slight moan. Ah, control of ki was such a neat little trick. Once her mind had wandered elsewhere the power also faded with it and she returned back to earth but still had the wide grin on her face.
"You have learned it so quickly!" He rejoiced and snatched her off the ground again in his delight.
Mai turned to him and molded her body into his. "Thank you so much, Trunks. You are a good mentor."
'Oh, mate, I am way more than that…' "The question now is…" He scratched his chin and put on a mock-frown.
She eyed him, trying to decipher what he was about to say.
"How much distraction could break your control over your ki." His eyes pierced hers before he took off his jacket and shirt.
Mai could feel her mouth watering at the display. Distraction indeed…
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The ground was coming towards them. How weird… Then realization hit her and she started to shriek. Trying to get her ki under control she closed her eyes but the feeling of falling broke her out of it. Then she noticed who still had his arms wrapped around her. "Trunks."
The man began to chuckle but did little else. "Come on. You can do it." Oh, this was so much fun. They had started rather gently, lovingly, mere touches and kisses as they ascended higher and higher. [...] From there onward it had become a blur of tangled limbs and desperate kisses as he shoved them straight into bliss, breaking her concentration at the moment of climax.
Was he actually letting them be crushed on impact? He wouldn't, of course, he was a damn indestructible Saiyan! "You asshole!" She felt his fingers exploring her, not in the least frightened by their current predicament.
He saw her struggle. She was giving her best to dampen the fall. Knowing it wouldn't be enough he positioned himself slightly beneath her and wrapped her thighs around his waist. He powered up and stopped them just inches from the ground. The movement, just as intended, made her body slide against his [...].
She squeezed her eyes shut and waited for the impact. It was a different impact that knocked the air out of her, making her moan in bliss. She relaxed in his arms, glad that he'd saved them. The adrenaline made her dizzy, giving her a total new high while her muscles clenched around him, drawing a low growl from his throat.
Trunks was about to ravish her right there in the garden of his parents' property when a ki close to them flared in anger. Within a blink he had untangled himself from her and used whatever was left of her gi to cover her. Then he pulled up his pants while also turning to the side so the intruder could get a glimpse of him. Son and father had engaged in pissing contests for years. It was nothing the man hadn't seen yet. But it would make sure the other male knew that he was the one in power, the alpha who had the last say. And if he wanted the other man to run away with his tail tucked between the legs he would make him do so with only a glance.
Vegeta coughed to get their attention. "I believe I have something that is yours."
Mai turned to him and paled when she saw her slip draped over his hair where it had landed on impact.
Trunks beside her looked shocked for only a blink before he broke out in hysterical laughter.
Vegeta grunted in annoyance as he took the thing off and swung it at his son with high speed. What he hadn't considered was the brat's reaction.
Trunks was robbed of his sight when the slip landed flat over his face. He was still laughing and peeled it off when he caught a whiff of the arousal still clinging to it. His primal side wanted out, wanted to best this other alpha male in a battle and then mate with his chosen one.
The father knew the least lethal way of getting out of this without the use of a senzu was mockery. "So, are you now in the mile-high club, as they say it on earth?"
Mai blushed. Well, they had been above the clouds.
"Don't tell me you haven't tried it yet" Trunks retorted and stood proudly, flexing his muscles while unleashing a bit of his ki.
"Oh, I'll tell you about a real challenge…" Vegeta leaned in closer and narrowed his eyes. He wouldn't give away the present Bulma had been preparing for the two, a second gravity collar, but he had another idea he might share. "The GR can also simulate floating in space. Harder than it sounds."
Trunks' blue eyes flared at the idea. Oh yes, that was something he hadn't done yet. He turned to Mai whose gaze was distant as if she too imagined the challenge. He swooped her up in his arms before looking back at his father. "You do know that this little hint will make the GR inaccessible for at least a week?"
Vegeta waved his hand. "Just air it out as often as possible." At least that would make sure he'd get some sleep while they did their thing in the gravity room and not at the other end of the hall. Making his way back to the house the Prince pondered over what he'd do to his mate now. The little power struggle had awoken his primal side and he had the urge to… verify his alpha male status.
Trunks was still imagining the next hours with his mate when he finally heard her laughing next to him. Following her line of vision he noticed the reason. Her red velvet bra was dangling from Vegeta's back from where the fastener had hooked itself into the armor, moving in the wind like a weird cape.
"We should get away from here before he notices it" Mai suggested with a chuckle.
"Good idea" he lifted his jacket and shirt from the ground where he'd left them and turned to the GR. "You're still up for another round?"
"Kami, yes. I wanna give the zero grav a go." Letting her aura appear around her she used the newly acquired technique to fly towards the machine while laughing in joy.
Snickering Trunks did the same and dashed after her.
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"So, I guess your training with Mai is going well?" Bulma asked him when she heard footsteps in her lab.
Trunks was just about to drop of a few tools he had borrowed from his mother when he noticed her tinkering with her newest invention. "Yeah, she can already fly faster than a hover car."
Bulma chuckled at the pride in his voice. Oh, he was resembling Vegeta more and more since this union. "You can thank me by the way."
"Hm?" The son didn't know what she was playing at until she pointed over to her desk where some sketches for newspaper articles were scattered around. With dread he realized that they included pictures of him and Mai as they descended from their little experiment. The few clothes still clinging to their bodies didn't do much to hide what was fortunately blurred out. "Oh kami… Please, don't tell me those were published…"
"Nope. I always have my watchful eyes out there to stop any damaging story. With your dad this is crucial. Also, the only reason nobody ever asked about the dragon balls is my careful instillation of fake stories concerning the freak weather activities."
Trunks overheard the innuendo of how his mother controlled global affairs and read some of the headlines. "'Heir of mega company spotted skydiving naked with lover - Who is the mysterious female catching the forever-bachelor…'" He skimmed through. "'Cloud seven or freefall into…' What the hell?"
"Oh, believe me that was one of the nicer tabloids…" Bulma laughed to herself. Oh, dear, she could tell him stories about how the newspapers were fighting for the most explosive story when she'd been pregnant with Trunks.
"How did you manage nipping them in the bud? Buy the story or something?" he said with disbelief.
"Oh, no, I didn't." Her boy had no clue about being a celebrity just yet. She had managed to keep him out of all the trouble up until the moment he'd entered high school. From there onward he had enough ego from his dad to work it out himself and deal with the fame.
"What? You mean those are still out there?" Oh, kami, please, don't… Not that he minded having the whole world know that Mai belonged to him but like that…?
"No, silly. I bought the entire company. Companies in fact, and one of them also had a tv station. So buddy, you owe me a lot of favors."
"Oh… Thanks. I'll make it up to you. And try to be more conservative from now on" he vowed and eyed his mother tinkering on the prototype very carefully. Something was off. The machine didn't require such gentle handling. After a few seconds of watching he realized that her shoulder was the source of the slow, telegraphed movements. "Mom, does your shoulder bother you?"
Bulma froze in mid-motion and chuckled when she debated whether or not to explain. "Your girlfriend is also not using her shoulder that much." That would be answer enough.
The young man inhaled sharply when he understood. "Oh, then… forget I ever asked."
The mother smiled at his blushing cheeks. Her son was such a cutie. Maybe she could tease him a bit more… "Thanks, by the way."
"For what?" His voice was infused with dread of her next words.
"Having another alpha male to compete with makes your father really put his weight into it. I haven't had that much fun in years. Not that your dad was ever a disappointment but…"
"MOM!" the lavender haired man cried and ran from the room. Why on earth was she always so blunt and shameless? She was his mother, not some pal like Goten with whom he could exchange handy hints of how to please the mate properly.
Bulma laughed at his response. Oh, this was fun. "Hey, Trunks, before I forget. Whis and Beerus come over for lunch. Just a quick warning."
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Sorry for the late update. I wanted to post earlier but my cat "Mini" got sick. So sick we feared that she wouldn't live through Christmas. We let the doctor draw blood who suspected something concerning the kidneys but in the end it was the thyroid. I got medicine and used my remaining vacation days to treat her around the clock and get her to eat at least a little bit. (She was only skin and bones from all the vomiting and her body burning calories without exercise. Half of the weight she had at her best times.)
Three days later she was finally up again and so grateful that I didn't give up on her. Mini really looks at me now as if she knows how much we feared for her life and how much I believed in her strength. She's now almost glued to me which in turn makes her mother "Crazy" who's living with me constantly jealous. (Mother and daughter cat only rarely get along well.)
My mother said that her survival was the best Christmas present ever, and I can only agree although it was a tough battle. Both of them are old (like 15 years or so) but I don't want them to be… forced to go by human hand if it can be averted without torturing the animal. And she likes the taste of her medicine, so that's a plus ^^ She's now fitter than she's been in years, enjoying the time we gave her. As if she knows how close it was.
Preview for the next chapter:
"It's really soft." She remarked with a smile. "Like petting the fluffiest cat ever."
Trunks shivered under her touch and words. Her ministrations were setting his body on fire. "I still need to get used to it." He admitted without stating the real reason behind his words.
But Mai was able to look through his façade instantly. "Is it… sensitive? Like in… you know."
A sigh escaped his throat when she put a bit more pressure on his tail. "Yes." He drew the word out in a long moan.