Chapter 31. Bonding
Time itself had stopped and in this strange vacuum existed nothing but the one before their eyes.
Moving on its own accord Vegeta's hand found hers and he brought the inside of her wrist to his mouth. It seemed to him that this was right even if he didn't fully understand what he was doing and he relied on his instincts rather than on his chaotic mind. Runnels of blood spilled down her arm when his teeth broke through her skin.
Akane stared at her wounded wrist contemplating and then, accepting him, drew his arm to her face and copied his action, her sharp teeth tearing into the inside of his wrist. Her lips collided with his zealously as their fingers locked together opened wrist to opened wrist.
The world spun out of control when their bodies united, simultaneous movements intensifying and throats keening in ecstasy in this wild dance towards perfection. Teeth scraped, mouths consumed, hands clutched and hips ground while their blood mingled in the settlement of an eternal pact. Strings attached, tying them together in a bond that even death itself would not be able to break and that stretched across any boundary in this life or the next that might ever come between them. Last their minds connected and any sensation, feeling or thought of the other now belonged to both, leaving them overwhelmed and awestruck.
"Akane." Vegeta breathed urgently as he became aware of how desirably heavy and strong his body was to her, how he in fact crushed her little form beneath him and how much she loved the feeling of being smothered by him. He felt the stings of delight and ache he made her experience with his deep thrusts into her, how she with every whimper rewarded him and praised how good he made it to her.
At the same time Akane whispered his name feeling what the tight wetness of her soft curvy body did to him. How she drove him mindless with pleasure and how he loved that she matched his every stroke. She felt his blood soaked fingers entwining tighter with hers while she also felt how, from his end, her hand laid in his like a small, burning ember and how he adored the feel of that.
Ecstasy billowed when tied as one they reached heights that had been considered impossible and they continued pursuing and attaining their little piece of heaven in endless time until they were spent. Finally their worn bodies found comfort in the softness of the bed where they lay spellbound.
Laughing winded they agreed through their link that if this was what coupling meant for mates, they had waited too long before committing to each other and that everything prior to this, though awesome at the time, had been nothing but a blundering parade of ignorance. All this was decided without utterance because talking at this point seemed such a vulgar, primitive and utterly inadequate form of communication.
Heavy eyelids soon fell shut and the last things being shared through their bond were a reluctance to fall asleep, the confession that it couldn't be held off and the solemn promise that they would resume where they had left off right after the interference of their slumber.
That first night as mates the dreams came. It weren't dreams like they would normally have in which daily occurrences were processed and stored away. These were in fact memories of the other's mind that had affixed itself to their own. A lifetime of experiences pelted down on them when they descended into the depths of the other's inner world. There existed much beauty in there. Innocence and happiness but there lived also sorrow and on the farthest, darkest edges suffering and madness.
Within this inner world they travelled unexpected and sometimes unwilling, there were things that they did not wish to be a witness to. It wasn't in their hands. This journey did not allow them to stray. They were forced to go along and behold the events it wished to show them. Some places they merely passed through, in others they lingered and everywhere they came, they found a significant part of the history that had shaped their mate.