A/N: I got a bunch of questions after the last update and wanted to try answering them before we're moving on to the next chapter. They were in spanish, so I hope I'm translating them right. :)

NOTE: I did not understand the first and the last question, therefore I'm simply answering the remaining three.

Q1:"Does Chichi simply cook for herself or for both of them or does Kakarott steal her food?"

A: No, he does not. He has been in the chamber for about five years. I think, he can manage surviving as he had done before. But as Chichi is known to be a good cook I just made her use the kitchen. I thought it fits her personality.

Q2:"Does Chichi have any hygienic products for herself, such as soap, clothes or undewear?"

A: I tried giving her a second pair of clothes. If you remember in the last chapter, she had found worn-out orange Gi clothes. Other than that she washes her undies regularly. I've written that as well. You'll find out more in the chapter below.

Q3:"Does Chichi have a strong period as some women can be in a lot of pain, especially when facing stressful situations?"

A: No, she can handle that. She's a tough woman who's not as weak as she sometimes seems to be. Furthermore, she still is in the hyperbolic chamber and I wanted to work out the time difference. So, she has her period, but not as long or as strong as it should be, as her "biological clock" tries to compensate the time difference, or the change of the time flow. Does that make sense to you? :)

NOW! What else is there to say for me now as: Have fun with this chapter here!

xoxo

Chapter 3 – Falling slowly

It was the 50th day for Kakarott with her. And since about 15 days in a row, he had to debate with his inner self to remain calm. Kakarott couldn't count the times his beast had wanted to tackle that woman down and ravish her like the animal he was. He currently was meditating and trying to erase the remembrance of her taste when she had had her monthly circle. The way her bloody scent had ghosted around him was still present in his mind. But unfortunately, not even him relaxing could help him get rid of the memory.

Her body screamed out to him. Telling him about her fertility and how she wanted to be impregnated by him and his seed. His beast wanted to plunge into her repeatedly and fill her up with his white cream to the brim. Only biting his own limbs had been helping him to keep a sane mind as well as distancing himself from her as far as possible. The almost blinding infinity of this room became quite in handy; he was glad for that. But although the biting marks on his arms were barely noticeable, he knew they were there. He couldn't say he was proud of his restrain. If anything, it made him quite furious.

His eyebrows twitched as he tried to remain focused on his meditation. Who would have thought that she could become such a seduction? A mere human woman? He purred unknowingly as another swift of her scent came right towards him. He opened his eyes; his irises were widened as if he was drugged. If that was the purpose of his grandfather, Kakarott had to congratulate him bitterly. Obviously Chichi was showing an effect on him, he could not tell which or why, though.

He highly doubted his self-claimed family member simply wanted him to enjoy the pleasure of sexual desires. If so, he could have sent him a prostitute instead. Not that Kakarott loved dealing with objects he had to share with others, but it would have made the deal. And it would have saved him from the trouble he was experiencing now.

The way she had tasted while being kissed was still present, as if his body had securely saved the information. Just thinking about it let the taste buds of his tongue explode and his cock grow. No women had ever had such an effect on him, and he had to acknowledge that. His instincts forbade him to ignore it either way, if he liked it or not.

And as a result, his mind was painfully telling him to mate.

The scent of her body provoked him to just claim her, like a dog would his bitch. That feeling got only intensified as she constantly tries to evade him. Fortunately, he was sane enough to not attack her like his animalistic inner self envisioned. He would not step down to such a level, he was better than that.

But as another wave of her sweetness finally took him out of his meditation completely, he stood up and curled his fingers into tight fists. Something had to be done or he would never be able to concentrate on his training ever again!

"Fuck." Kakarott mumbled quietly to himself as he buried his right hand into the masses of his spiky hair, distressed. His grandfather purely wanted to manipulate him, distract him and lure him out! And he was successfully doing so! He clicked his tongue and curled his upper lip up, showing his canines to no one in particular.

He would never be able to calm himself anymore if she not subdued herself to him completely. With her mind and body. He narrowed his eyes as he investigated the distance, trying to find her presence.

So be it. He never stepped down from challenges. In fact, the feeling of winning was excruciatingly arousing to him and after every won challenge came the reward, right?

A small smile full of confident appeared on his face while he strode with big movements towards her intensifying scent.

Chichi's watch somehow worked and somehow didn't. She was sure her watch stood still ever since she got thrown into this strange room. But when she needed to get some tampons – which she luckily always carried in big measures with her – she had noticed that the time had changed. Or was she hallucinating?

She was not so sure anymore what was real and what wasn't. Ever since Kakarott had kissed her, her imagination was running wild. Sometimes too wild for her own good…Let's just say her dreams were quite vivid and plastic and her body reacted to it.

Good god, she was not thinking about considering sleeping with him, was she?

She sighed as she tossed her watch once again back into her purse and decided to take a bath. She needed to distract herself, doing nothing was not in her nature and honestly, she felt her temperament getting the better of her. She was kind of grumpy, depressed, frustrated, angered and…just full of negative vibes. Maybe that's why she thought about having sex with him? Because it was a stress reliever?

Or the only thing you could do without having anything else to entertain you?

Or a way to communicate with him in a more friendly way?

But could you called it "friendly" when someone you did not know shoved his tongue into your mouth without your permission? Or would you call it "friendly" if that somebody emphasizes that he would choke you as a turn on?

'Urgh…no.'

She had no idea what to do or think anymore. Anything in here was weird and awkward, starting from the infinity and the minimalistic interior of the room to the never empty fridge filled with masses of food (which, although there were two eating, seemed to never lessen) to the man she had to share said room with. She wondered if magically some items would just fall from the "sky" if she asked for them…

She looked up and considered trying it out.

But it would be silly if that worked right? Another glance towards the non-existing ceiling let her gnaw her lower lip in concentration. But maybe it was not that absurd?

In fact, nothing in here seemed to abide to the rules of rationality or physics. Doors just vanished into nothingness, a room with no windows or signs of air conditioning never smelled stuffy (there was always the feeling of "fresh air"), soap that didn't shrink, a man who did not wash his clothes had always a pair of clean pants on his strong legs and –

'No wait, stop thinking about him!' Chichi held her hands up in front of her and let her hair wave from right to left as she shook her head. This was not another moment of her letting her fantasy run wild. She wanted to take a bath in peace and a bath she would take!

Determined, she walked towards her partition-construction of blankets (ones she had found in a chest near the bed) and some white thin plastic poles (again, she had no idea where they had been coming from) which functioned as a simple frame. Her architecture looked ridiculous and poorly build but it was enough to give herself some privacy. Even if only for a short while.

Not that Kakarott appreciated her work. As a matter of fact, he ignored it perfectly each time. And whenever it stood in his way, he simply destroyed it by knocking it down or throwing it to the side. Obviously, he hated the fabrics blocking his vision. That's what he said. Chichi had bit her tongue as a reminder to not yell uncontrollably at him. She just inwardly had wished he would finally use her construction while doing his business, whatever it was.

Honestly, they knew more about each other than married couples did although they did not speak to each other. It was strange at first and it honestly still is, but that man just had no sense of shame! He luckily had stopped walking around fully naked, but that did not stop him from just stomping around with only a towel wrapped around his hips.

Or share his bathroom habits with her.

Chichi growled lightly as she turned the faucet and watched the hot water fill up the tub, her thoughts still spiraling about Kakarott. Nerve wracking as it was, she wondered why he would not lose his attractivity to her at all although he basically did nothing what could be considered erotic. That bastard looked even sexy when simply standing there to pee!

She had seen it only once and only from behind, but the way his buttocks had tensed while he was standing there was still present in her mind. Thanks to that, her brain had another image it used to produce dirty fantasies. She snorted loudly as she scolded herself for her ridiculous thoughts.

Something seriously must be wrong with her head! Ever since then, she couldn't stop herself imagining how a man who "fucked hard", pleasured himself. Or how his muscles would tense while rubbing himself eagerly.

'Hmmm….' She turned her eyes heavenwards in thought. How would it feel to be fucked hard?

Chichi groaned as a certain prickle made itself present. Had she not told herself to stop thinking about him? She was lucky enough, he could not read her mind, or she had to admit aloud that she was sexually attracted to him!

Not to mention, it was the first time in her life that she felt…so horny.

She made a cute pout while she grabbed the hem of her "borrowed" orange Gi and pulled it over her head. Never would she have thought her hormones were able to overpower her sanity. But even she was a simple human being with needs and desires. Desires she needed to ban to the deepest part of her brain for as long as she was beside him!

She folded her clothes neatly and put them to the side before stepping into the shower and quickly scrubbing her body before finally emerging herself into the soothing hot water of the bathtub. A sigh escaped her as soon as her shoulders were under the water's surface and her head leaned back comfortably. Her eyes were closed in bliss.

Yep, nothing was better than a relaxing bath. It was just her, the silence, the drops of water falling off her fingertips and off the tips of her hair, the scent of the soap and nothing else. She would stay in here until her skin looked like a prune.

"Woman."

If she was allowed to.

She opened her eyes in annoyance only to utter yet another one of her very loud shrieks while covering her chest with her arms as good as she could. She pulled her legs towards her upper body to cover more of her nudeness. "What the heck are you doing?! I thought you were behind the partition!" She grabbed whatever was nearby with her right hand and threw it at him. "Pervert! Bastard! Leave!"

Kakarott had shortly closed his eyes in a motion of pain; his ears were ringing. He was able to feel the flying object coming towards him before he saw it, so he could evade getting hit easily. Years of training and a natural talent of his made it possible. Not that her throwing technique was any challenge to him.

Between her yell, her attempt to hit him with something and him kneeling beside her, with his fingertips only an inch away from her neck, merely seconds passed.

His silent gesture warning her that he was just about to either choke her or grab her by her neck. Probably to pull her towards him to shut her up with this new technique of his. Chichi could not figure it out, and she didn't want to. Both options were not to her liking, and she buried her teeth into her lower lip, trying to suppress another outburst. The heat of his hand near her skin made her shiver involuntarily although she was surrounded by hot steamy water. She noticed his eyes drop down to her mouth and she pressed her lips into a thin line.

"Finished overreacting?" he unemotionally asked her; her yell had extinguished any thought he had had of her while seeing her relax right in front of him.

Her jaw clenched and she almost whispered: "I was not overreacting."

"My ears almost bleed."

Chichi exhaled audibly, trying to contain her anger and indicating him nonverbally she was not in the mood to discuss. "What do you want, Kakarott?" she emphasized every word, waiting for him to move his hand away again. She hoped hissing his name would help her getting her point across.

But instead of answering her, she saw his eyes roaming her body. Slowly. Observantly. His tongue unconsciously licked his upper lip before hiding again. His outstretched hand landed softly on her collarbone and his calloused fingers were a heavy contrast to nothing she could name. She never had felt anything like that before. He had touched her several times, but never as soft as he did now. That was new.

Chichi tried to hold a whimper in. She held herself back to slap him away as well. She did not want to provoke him any more than she already had done. So, she just tried to hide her nakedness even more and allowed him touching her like he did.

"Why are you bathing?" his voice sounded slightly husky.

"Because I felt like it." She answered hard, evading his eyes. "Now, could you have the decency to leave me alone again? I remember telling you to not talk to me."

"Your smell got heavy and then suddenly disappeared. I wanted to know what happened." He suddenly admitted as he inclined his neck innocently. Well, as innocent as he could pretend to be, he most definitely was not. He had wanted to try approaching her directly, throw her on the bed and make her subdue to him by using force. But he was alerted as she suddenly emitted a rather strong pheromone; the kind of pheromone women produced when getting moist. Only to notice it disappeared instantly. If felt like her whole presence got swallowed by something.

It simply had confused him. But now, sitting right beside her, he could sense it again if only faint. But it was there, mixed with the water.

"My smell…?" Chichi repeated with red cheeks. Was he making fun of her now? It did not matter how odd he behaved somehow or how good his senses were, but she did not and never do and never will stink!

"Yeah, the one coming from there." His head turned towards her knees, which tried to hide the spot he was referring to. She felt his hand simultaneously move almost gently from her collarbone to her shoulder and down her upper arm which encircled her breasts. The movement was kind of intimidating and it let every hair on her body stand up. He had rather large hands compared to her own ones. Hands which told her he was exercising well, with thick strong fingers and visible veins.

Chichi's red cheeks intensified in color, and she had to gulp down a lump. She had promised not to get involved with him and now she allowed him to touch and look at her like that? But she was in a pinch. She could not move unless she was okay with showing him her nudeness – which she exactly wasn't. And she could not shout at him as she did not want to get kissed or choked by him like the last time. And considering their current positions she wondered if she even would get a hit on him. It was a clear loss for her. And a win-win for him.

'Lucky bastard!' Chichi tried to hold in the urge to click with her tongue disapprovingly.

So, she decided to try it with as much politeness she could master up. "Move your fucking hand. And stop staring."

His canine cheekily poked out as he grinned at her. Yeah, he grinned. She only ever had seen him smile once. And that was when he told her about his sexual preferences days ago. That smile confused her, and she felt her mouth getting dry. Why for god's sake was that expression so damn arousing?! Oh, and that arrogant bastard knew he was attractive when looking at her the way he did, didn't he?

Kakarott had to stop a chuckle from leaving his throat. She was cute when challenging him, that he knew. Her confusion was amusing. It seemed as if she didn't know what to do. His eyes roamed over her shivering body once again, ignoring her words completely and accepting the challenge. He wondered how far he could go dominating her.

"What if I don't want to? What would you do?" The pressure of his fingers on her skin increased and his hand almost enwrapped her where he was touching. "Not that there is much you actually could do. As I've said already, I'm the law in here. And you…" He leaned a little closer. "…will do as I say. Not the other way around."

Chichi narrowed her eyes as she tried to withstand his stare. Maybe she needed to reconsider. Maybe slapping wasn't that bad of an option, she could handle him getting a glimpse on her breasts. Her hand had made contact with his cheek once and that feeling when punching that face of his had been glorious!

"Cat got your tongue?" he wanted to know as his nose now almost touched hers. He was merely an inch away and Chichi swore she just had felt the movement of his mouth near her cheek. She suppressed the urge to close her eyes. It was natural for Kakarott threatening his potential spouse in order to control her. In fact, he enjoyed her reactions as she was rather feisty. And a challenge was only fun if there was competition, right?

"I'm trying really hard to not slap that stupid grin off your face, honestly." She finally admitted through clenched teeth, and he heard the truth behind her words. She had no idea how he would react to her honesty, but she did not care either. If he was sexually harassing her, then she would tell him off. She had told him to not talk to her, he did not listen. Now both just had to live with the consequences. Chichi inwardly readied herself for whatever was about to come.

But the next thing happening was rather unexpected. For him and for her. The shuttering laughter that escaped his mouth was purely unintentional and most definitely not planned. His voice was echoing around them like a bell with a rather pleasant sound. It surprised not only her, but himself as well.

"A-Are you…mocking me?" She added angrily as she finally felt him release her. The laughter escaping him urged him to turn his head away. "I was not trying to be funny; you know!"

Such an outburst had never happened to him before, and he had no idea what to think of it. It did not feel unnatural for him to laugh, but he never lost control over his own emotions like that.

That woman must have bewitched him!

As fast as he had to laugh, he quickly reversed himself back to his usual stoic personality, with a glint of mirth still shining in his eyes. He was not mocking her, but why should he tell her that? Let her believe he did.

At that point, Chichi considered he had a split personality. Dissociative identity disorder even. Hearing him laugh almost made him seem "human", while he usually had this alien-like behavior. Sometimes he even seemed like an animal. And now he was something like a "normal" person? On a scale he still was far from the norm, but…

"Why are you not afraid of me?" he questioned her curiously as he leaned forward again, drawing a line on her jaw with his index finger until he landed on the corner of her mouth. She automatically pressed her lips together again, a fruitless attempt to stop what was eventually about to happen.

"Answer me." He demanded – not gently nor arrogantly – while continuing his caress on her face.

"Why should I be?" she really wondered why he wanted the now from her again and again and again why she was not scared of him as a person. She couldn't tell him. She just wasn't. Yeah, she feared some actions – such as forcibly kissing her or worse – but she was not afraid of him. He usually just made her tick off. Just thinking about their current positions made the annoyance bubble up from within once again. She was still sitting in her bathwater! Naked! Almost completely exposed to him! And her water started to turn cold!

"Seriously, why do we have to discuss that now? I want to get out and you're still in the way!"

"Don't mind me. Get out." He answered, still with a grin plastering his face. She narrowed her eyes.

"Trying to be funny now?"

"Never was, never will. I'm always serious."

"I see, still the same asshole as ever, aren't we?"

"That's the way I always am."

"You don't have any friends, do you? Is that the reason you're hiding yourself in here?"

His grin got wider than before. He somehow got used to this movement; it did not feel that uncomfortable. "I'm not hiding, and I don't need social contacts."

"Yeah? Tell that your hand…." Chichi retorted and grabbed his fingers which still were ghosting on her face. Talking to him almost normally made her braver than ever. Fuck the consequences! She would just simply bite him if he tried anything stupid!

Or course, Kakarott used this given opportunity. It was the first time she touched him out of her own free will and he let it happen. His beast purred excitedly inside of him. He overthought his primal idea of simply forcing her quickly. Maybe it would be more fun getting her to fall slowly. Make him an addiction to her. Something she needed. Something she had to have in order to survive. How much of a blow would it be to her proud personality if she could not let him go again? If she had to admit she wanted him as much as he wanted her?

It did not take Kakarott long – skilled as he was – to squeeze her hand, pull her up, get her out of the bathtub and press her comfortably against his torso. It happened much to quick; Chichi's brain only realized what had happened once a warm hand landed on the skin of the curve of her lower back. Her other hand was still held by him. Their positions now reminded her of a dancing pair.

Her legs shivered at the intimacy they shared – once again without her consent – and the beating of her heart accelerated. She huffed her annoyance into his smiling face. "I thought we agreed to stop doing that."

"I'm not kissing or choking you, unless you want me to…?" he inclined his neck slightly, his hand pressing her more firmly against him. She could feel his body reaction near her belly button. Goodness gracious!

"I thought we agreed to ignore us until I'm out of here. Just to remind you, that was your wish." She licked her lips and tensed her muscles on her abdomen as he rolled his hips lightly. Wait…Did he do that on purpose?

"That condition has changed days ago."

"Yeah, right." She rolled her eyes. "I wanted you to never talk to me again. But here we are again…"

"I never agreed to that. And it was you who wanted to leave me alone. Not the other way around." He corrected her as he leaned forward and nuzzled her neck with his nose. Her breasts were pressing against his torso with such intensity that they got pushed up, creating two beautifully shaped mounds. The sight was quite pleasing to his eyes.

Chichi on the other hand felt another wave of goosebumps forming on her whole body. She could not tell if that was because her heated and wet skin cooled down or because he was nibbling her shoulder the way he did. Was he trying to seduce her? Was that the course of actions now? First the physical abuse, the insults, then the silence, followed by sexual harassment only to end in seduction?

What was wrong with this man?

'What is wrong with me?!' she added in her head as she felt her body react to him. Had she not sworn to herself only moments ago to not step down on such a level? To ban her desires to the deepest part of her mind? To not get involved with him? Then why was she getting so dizzy? Why was this feeling so god damn good? Why did she want him to do more? Touch her more? Give her more…

A sigh escaped her the moment he suddenly released her again. The coldness now even more present as his body warmth got slowly away from her. Her brain was foggy, she felt drugged.

She did not even realize that she got wrapped up in a towel until a tap on her forehead brought her back to reality.

"Get dressed." Kakarott simply said before turning around and walking away from her with the most arrogant smile on his face. The stiffness of his member could be ignored, it hurt but it would not kill him. He had been successful today, the mark on her neck gave him great satisfaction and the look on her face was priceless.

He smirked. Oh yeah. Victory was just around the corner.

Chichi held her little hand mirror in front of her, a scowling expression on her face. The neck again. It was always the neck he was after. When her bruise finally had subsided, the healed spot on her skin was replaced by a love bite.

A freaking love bite!

How old was he? Five?!

And how strong had he sucked on her as she had that thing for two days now?!

Chichi mumbled a curse under her breath while putting the mirror into her purse again. She had no idea what to do with this man. She should have been angry – which she was but not as much as she thought she needed to be. And as her memory was rather patchy, she could not really tell anymore what happened between her grabbing his hand and him wrapping a towel around her.

She remembered his hand on her back. She remembered his lips suckling her skin and her going weak at her knees. But other than that, it was all rather...foggy. She pulled her hair up into a messy bun before snuggling herself into the blankets and pillows of the wide comfortable king-sized bed. Her hands were laying on her stomach, but she soon found that her fingertips were urging to wander further down, so she placed them over her head.

Ever since her bath her heart rate would not slow down anymore, her body temperature was high, her womanhood felt tickly (more so than before) and a soon as she closed her eyes, she had images of Kakarott in her head.

What had that bastard done to her? She exhaled audibly though her mouth as she tried to lay comfortably on her right side; the movement making her feel the sensitive outer lips of her vagina. She knew she was wet. She had been for a while now. She held in a sigh which could sound like a moan.

'Ignore it. Just ignore it. It will go away eventually.'

Why should she fall for whatever he had planned? But could anybody even plan to arouse others to such an extent? So, that it felt like…whatever she was feeling now? Was any person capable of doing so? But he did not seem like a regular being; what if it was possible for him? Chichi gnawed her lip in concentration while turning to lay on her back again. The intensity of her arousal more present than ever now as she felt a drop of wetness roll down her inner thigh. She knew she could help herself by giving her relieve, but her stubbornness forbade her to give in so easily!

If she pleasured herself now, it felt like he won!

And she was most definitely not someone who loses to the likes of him!

Although she had no idea, they even had a competition going on, it just felt like that!

Her legs squirmed unconsciously, and she closed her eyes to regain control over her sanity and body again.

She felt like it was on fire!

"God damn it!" she hissed as she threw the blanket away from her moments later and stood up. The dim light of the room which told her it was nighttime again did not sooth her like it normally would. It indicated another day gone, another day closer to her release, one more day she had survived. But not right now. It simply disturbed her as she could not see!

She needed to do something! Distract herself!

Like, killing the man responsible for her misery!

She hid her face behind her hands. Yeah, as if she could even do that. She was all talk, no action. Chichi feared that, if she saw him now, she might attack him with something else in mind. She whimpered as more wetness was produced, she literally felt it moisten her panties. She could only imagine what she looked like down there…

She was probably drenched.

Good god, what was happening to her?!

"Can't sleep?" Kakarott suddenly whispered right into her ear from behind and Chichi jumped to the side with the most shocked expression on her face he had seen so far. One of her hands clutched the fabric of her shirt right above her beating heart.

"I swear to the god's, you're giving me the creeps!" she angrily concluded as it was the second time in a row, she had a heart attack like that. "Stop approaching me like that! Stop approaching me at all!"

Kakarott curled his upper lip at her request. He had wanted to make her beg for him, not shoo him away. She was even more stubborn than he had initially thought. That woman was a tough nut to crack, indeed.

But he could be quite stubborn himself, sometimes. "Scared I might do something?" he crossed his arms in front of his chest, looking her straight in the eyes.

She huffed at his question disbelievingly. "Might do? You already have done enough, haven't you?"

"Have I? Such as?"

"Oh, don't play dumb! You know what I mean!"

"I'm afraid you have to tell me." He grinned cheekily at her, and her cheeks turned red.

"Do you want me to repeat your actions?"

"If it helps me to understand." He shrugged his shoulders.

"What about the things you've done two days ago?" she pointed at him reproachfully and then towards her neck. "Thanks to that my body's like…." She dared to not speak any further and the mischievous smile on his face intensified.

"Your body's like…what?" He stepped forward.

"Why should I even tell you?" She simultaneously stepped away from him, but her steps were small compared to his wide ones. She felt like his prey now, and it did not feel as uncomfortable as she had imagined it would. Why was that?

When he finally caught her wrists, he felt her body freeze.

"I've told you several times now to not touch me."

"And I've told you several times that anything you're saying is of no concern to me."

"You agreed to not touch me as long as I'm not yelling."

"And I told you that it depends."

Chichi gulped down the lump that had been formed on her throat. He was standing so close to her now that she felt his body heat burn her down. It was hard resisting him, but she still tried.

"I said I would kill you once you try touching me with such an intent."

"We both know you're not really good in keeping such promises, don't we?" Kakarott moved his hand until it could grab some lose hair at the back of her head. He tilted her head back gently, making her look at him. Unfortunately, her eyes were evading him. She was thickheaded but he could not help himself and smile. "Why still denying that you want me?"

"Because I don't."

"Tsk, tsk." He scolded her. "Such a bad liar."

"I'm not a – "

With a quick movement his other hand suddenly landed on her clothed womanhood, and she felt his middle finger lightly press on her clit. Her legs buckled and she gasped at that contact. The pressure of his finger was enough to almost make her scream in extasy. Her eyes automatically looked up at him, shocked.

"Then why are you not pushing me away?" he whispered near her ear while his hand rubbed her softly. "Hmm?"

Indeed, why did she not push him away? She had no idea. She wondered why she could not simply give in to this temptation as well. They had no obligations towards each other, why not simply enjoying themselves for the time being, making their current cohabitation a little more pleasant? Why couldn't she do that?

Maybe because it made her feel like a plaything?

She couldn't sleep with men and not get attached to them. She was the type to fall in love much too quickly. And she could tell, Kakarott was the type of men who would never bind himself to a woman.

It didn't matter that his attitude towards her had changed ever since; and he seemed tamer than before. Even if she wanted to, he would never belong to her.

An animalistic growl she had heard of him already escaped his mouth and she felt his teeth slightly scratch the spot right behind her ear. And despite the rough behavior he usually had he continued to touch her painfully slowly down there. He did not exactly behave like someone who wanted her to subdue. It was as if he wanted her to want him as well.

If confused her.

"Why are you doing this?" she whimpered as the soft motion of his finger brought her closer to her release. The fabric of her clothes was scratching her sensitive flesh and as she had been sensitive from the start it would not take long to throw her over the edge. Her hands had started to grab the hem of his dark blue Gi for any kind of support. Her body craved the touch now, needed to feel complete by reaching her orgasm. Her hips moved in sync with his hand without her realizing.

"Because it has to be you." He admitted huskily and flicked his finger one more time over her clit, making her legs shiver and her mouth open in a silent scream. She obviously refused to be loud and Kakarott had to hold in another chuckle at her stubbornness. She had sworn not to yell his name in extasy, and she successfully did.

After coming back to her senses in the blink of an eye Chichi pushed him away, looking at him with a horrendous expression. What in the world had just happened?

"That was quick. Did it feel that good?" he arrogantly said and licked the thumb of the hand which just had given her great pleasure. Not that she would ever tell him that it had been good. Much better than when she would do it herself.

"Can we pretend this never happened?"

His brow twitched immediately at her suggestion and his grin disappeared. "We cannot."

Pretending it never happened was obviously out of the question! If anything, he was ready for a second round! His dick pulsated hurtfully and wanted to be buried within her as soon as possible! Why was she still refusing him after all this? What else was there for him to do to make her his? Did she beg to be forced?

He clicked his tongue. No, she would probably fight him with all she's got if he would try doing that. Her stubbornness was giving him a headache and his balls were about to turn blue! The last days had been pure torture and his restrain was worth the noble prize!

Normally he would claim what his instincts tell him was his, not caring about other opinions. How come he wanted her to want him? And why was that woman not understanding his intentions at all?!

"We're not pretending it never happened because it will happen again, period!"

And before Chichi could even respond to that he angrily stomped away from her, leaving her alone again, even more confused than she already was.

Why was he so sure it would happen again?

And why did she have the feeling he was right about that?

And why did she not mind it?

She slumped down to her knees and hid her burning face behind her cold hands.

She still had 313 days to go.

'Kami, give me strength!'

A/N: Yes, that moved forward faster than expected, but it's challenging writing down a "shorter" story and still have a decent progress that makes sense and does not sound like a cheap script for a low budget porn production...I do want these characteres to develop realisticly (well, as realistic as they can, considering the fact they're totally fictional and originally from a manga which was meant to be supernatural^^)

Anyway, we have one more chapter to go and I wanted to know if you want me to add a lemon-scene? If you do, I can spice things a little up, if not we're moving on as planned.

NEXT CHAPTER UP ON 21/12/21