--oi.. dude.. soo sorry i haven't been writing.. i hope you enjoy this chap! also, i dun do lemons.. so surry if you're disappointed ... enjoy!--
Kakkarot's onna has been harping at us for about an hour. Bulma gave up, in a way, and decided to look for Trunks and the others. I'm still in the medical bed, trying to sort out this whole thing. Kakkarot retreated to a corner, also in deep thought, I could feel. He sat with his hands between his knees and his head down. Sighing, for the umpteenth time, I stand up. I walk over to the unsuspecting Kakkarot, moving in front of the harpy in order to talk to Kakkarot, and squat, so I can be as close to level with him as I can get.
He looks up as I put my hand on his shoulder, question in his eyes. I smile, actually smile, the best I can. He seems surprised and curious. "::Come with me.::" I say, standing up again and walking to the door, standing in the frame to wait for him. He gets up after a moments hesitation, and hurries behind me. I continue on, again almost on autopilot through the halls. The harpy is stunned, then she yells from that room the same shit she's been yelling. I don't take notice, but Kakkarot looks back for a second, and continues following me. She huffs, storming off to where the others are. 'Good.. Let that bitch get mad.'
After thinking, I've decided that it's probably better just to give in to this. The thought disgusts part of me, but... I feel it's for the better. My father will have heads for this I know, but I don't give a fuck what my father thinks. I used to, but I've had time to get over it.
We reached my destination. My old bedroom. I pause in front of the door, staring at it as if it'll open on its own. Kakkarot waits, rather patiently. Swallowing my spit, I open the door, slowly. 'It.. Looks the exact same as when I left it..' I step in, turning on the light, satisfied. Everything was a mess. The day I had left for Frieza's ship I had thrown somewhat of a tantrum.. Old clothes were scattered everywhere, the bed sheets all either torn off the bed or in pieces, one of the windows smashed.. 'Perfect.'
Kakkarot comes in, cautiously, looking around with what seems like confusion and awe at the same time. "::Ve... Vegeta? What are we doin' here?::" He asks, a look of pure childish curiosity upon his face. I never realized how much I notice little things about him... In fact, I could tell you which way each one of his spikes of hair went if I had to... The way his eyes shown with a certain naive and innocence I've grown to love about them.. His whole essence providing a comfort I never noticed until now.. Damn.. I was in deep before I even realized it...
"::You'll see, Kakkarot.::" I tell him, pulling what's left of the sheets off the bed. I sit down on the edge, motioning for him to do the same. He seems nervous, but he obeys, sitting a weary distance of me. "::I need to explain a few things to you, and this is the most private place I could think of.::"
"::Oh.. Explain? Explain what?::" His head cocks to the side. He almost reminds me of one of those earth dogs.. Only ten times better looking.
"::The entire Saiyan mating process. I thought it would be less confusing for you if I told you everything before things start getting... Strange.::" I say, thinking of everything that's to come.
"::They get weirder then this?::" He asks me in disbelief. I snort, slightly smirking.
"::Much.::" Then I begin explaining everything there is to know about it. The fight for dominance, the feelings and instincts, the link between us, the marking, the behaviors and habits, even the different reaction to things... And then there's the current state we're in... And there's only one way to get out of that...
"::How?::" He asks, innocently.
I hesitate, not really wanting to admit it. He notices this and his eyes widen, looking in shock. "::You don't mean...::" He asks, trailing off.
"::I do...::" I tell him, avoiding eye contact. I could feel myself begin to blush, my face getting hot... He was staring at me, I could feel his gaze... 'Don't look at him... Don't look at him! Put it off as long as possible! He's a third class!! He's Kakkarot!!!!' My conscience roared. 'That's right... He is Kakkarot...' Another voice tells me. I swallow, hard. I'm so nervous I don't know what to do... But at the same time I have this weird, comforting feeling around me... Something I've never felt before... I liked it... I liked it a lot.
We must've sat there for at least 10 minutes... Maybe even fifteen. He was still staring at me, probably caught up in his thoughts also. He scoots somewhat closer, maybe intentionally, maybe not.. 'Or not...' I want this... I want this so bad... I can feel it in me, my horomones making it ten times worse... 'No You Don't!!' My pride screams. I repress the urge to scowl, instead looking down, then over to Kakkarot, just to spite my pride. Eye to eye... His eyes really are endless... I couldn't stop staring even if I tried. I feel myself nearing towards him, even if I wasn't aware of any movement... All the passion, the longing in his eyes... Even if they were off colored for him, they were still beautiful... He was a god in his own right... What the hell does he see in me?
Even closer now, we get... I feel his hand on my bicep, it warming my skin tremendously. I almost shudder with the touch, but I remain under control... For now. We get to the point where we're only centimeters apart; I could feel his breath, the warmth of his body, even the tickle of some of his hair on my face. The anticipation's killing me... So, for once, I lunge at him, capturing his lips onto mine. I can tell he's surprised. He seems to sit there for a moment, contemplating if this is real or not, but soon he begins kissing me back. Damn, was he a good kisser! He nibbled, he licked, he explored... I was loving every moment of it!
His lips were soft, warm, senational even. I slip my hand into his hair, tangling it in the strands and pulling him harder against me. He moaned in approval, making the kiss deeper. This lasted... For what seems like hours. Every so often we'd break for breath, but that's it... Soon Kakkarot was leaning more towards me, making me lean back onto the bed. He then climbed on top of me, pinning me to the bed, bringing up my legs to lay beneath him instead of off to the side. His body all but crushed mine, but I didn't mind. I liked the feeling of him on me, controlling me... But this time I knew the control was ok, he wouldn't hurt me... Right? 'Stop that... Of course he wouldn't me! It's Kakkarot!'
This was getting intense... Kakkarot ground his hips into mine, trailing from my mouth to my shoulder with his tongue... It was ecstasy... He wraps his arms around my waist, working on slowly pulling my armor up. When it's about half way up, the worst thing that could happen happens... Someone walks in on us. "SIRE! Are you ok?!" He yells, rushing to the side of the bed like something's wrong. Kakkarot growls, still on top of me, my shirt still halfway up. 'This is embarrassing...' I could feel I was still flushed, even though Kakkarot had stopped on account of our company.
"What the Hell do You Think You're Doing In MY Room?!" I roared, baring my teeth, my words a bit slurred. I looked over at the guard, not being able to recognize who he was, the previous activities having dulled my ki sensing ability. Having sex to Saiyans is like intaking alcohol for humans, except... It doesn't kill brain cells or damage anything. Basically, it's the buzz without the damage... Quite a pleasant buzz at that. The Saiyan, Nappa, cowered a bit.
"T-the King asked me to fix your room up for you, sire." He bows, somewhat nervously. "I-I didn't mean to intrude on anything.. I thought you might have been hurt, sir." He stutters quickly. I snort.
"Get out... Go and tell my father what you found!" I order. He bows again, basically running out of the room, shutting the door behind him. I snort again.
"Why'd you tell him... To tell your father?" Kakkarot asks me, looking at me with what they would call 'puppy dog eyes'. I smile at him, himself also still being flushed and feeling the effects.
"Don't worry about it, Kakkarot..." I tell him, planting a kiss fully on his lips. He smiled too, kissing back.--
--I smile as Kakkarot spooned me from behind, us both being bare clad now. The bed still didn't have any sheets, there weren't any blankets, but I was the warmest I've ever been before. That had been... More then pleasant... I can't even describe the intensiveness of it. I don't know if it was the bond or if it was just the fact it was with Kakkarot... The heat from the rut was gone, and I could tell my eyes were back to normal, since Kakkarots were. Our tails intertwined, laying under us comfortably. One thing I had made sure of is that he didn't mark me, and I didn't mark him... I was tempted to so many times, and he almost did... But I had stopped it... At the moment I'm not so sure why.
He shifts a little, drifting off into sleep, his arms around my waist. I sigh, relaxing completely: something I haven't been able to do in... Too long. Kakkarot starts to purr, showing his satisfaction. I purr with him, the rumbling and vibration adding to this bliss I'm in. 'This is the best it gets...' I could faintly feel someone's ki heading towards here. Instantly I recognized it. 'Father... It was to be expected.' I scowl half heartedly, really not wanting to be interupted... Especially by him.
"VEGETA!!" I hear him roar, mostly in disgust and anger. He breaks down the door, probably figuring it was locked. Funny thing was, it was open. "What the Hell do you think you're Doing?!" He growls, glowering at Kakkarot, still soundly asleep beside me. 'He must've gotten used to the noise from ChiChi.'
I sit up, my back facing him now. "What does it look like?" I snarl, noticing I can speak normally now. 'Thank god... I was getting annoyed with that language.' My tail flicked casually.
He growled, watching Kakkarot's tail intertwine with mine again. "How could you do this to me?! Mating with a... A third-class! A low life!! He's not even worthy enough to lick the mud off your boot!" This time I growl.
"This 'low life', as you call him, defeated Frieza! An act you nor I could ever commit!" I tell him, raising my voice but trying not to yell. I don't want Kakkarot to get involved in this more then he already is.
That hit a nerve in him. He tried grabbing Kakkarots tail, but I caught his hand before he got to it, being too quick for him. "Leave him be!" Little did I notice his other hand had gotten ahold of Kakkarot's tail, until I heard Kakkarot scream.
--i hope you enjoyed it... sorry again for taking so long to update... no excuses, i'll try to work harder on these... thanks for readin!! love ya lotz! --Kat--