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. The night sky was clear, the moon shone beautifully casting its silver glow over the sleeping garden, and the shadows of trees lay spread across the floor. They had met a short while ago, he had greeted her with a small kiss, and now even though it had been a while her taste was still present in his mind, still driving him crazy. He had to fight, he had to keep his need chained in his mind, but the struggle increased with each breath he took, her scent constantly torturing him, with each gaze of her beautiful form his body would scream for her, his mind throbbing with desire, the ropes around his caged instinct stretching and the chains rattling loudly as he fought the very blood that flowed through his veins. It was agony, a challenge he knew impossible, that he would loose in the end, but he knew this was necessary; she wasn't a Sayain, her body worked differently to his. His mother had made him read many 'earth' romance novels and he knew that a human couple went in stepping stones, unlike Sayains who mated with their chosen mate as soon as possible to bond for eternity, especially under the full moon. For some reason the moon not only transformed them into their Oozaru forms but also made them more horny that usual especially the males. And now being so close to a full moon and his body fully ready to mate with her wasn't a good time to be fighting himself.
She could see he was struggling with being here, whenever they talked recently it was like he was fighting a constant battle, forcing himself to talk to her the way he did, with such caring friendship, to stand as still as he did and not touch her, to walk with her now and not attack her with passion like he had done in his room. They had already been out here for at least an hour and the temperature was constantly decreasing, the snow crackling under their feet as they walked, the wind growing stronger as its anger increased. Stopping as Chichi pulled her gloves out, he felt the binds coming loose one by one snapping with pressure, he knew it would be soon, that even if he left now he would return to take her, his eyes remained on her, his body and mind screaming unbearably for her, for them to become one. His breaths deep and ragged as he lost his battle, the ropes and chains snapping violently releasing his caged instinct violently around his body, now unable to control what his body so desperately needed. She gasped loudly as he pounced on her, his lips ferociously moving on hers as he smothered his body against her, pushing her against a tree. Ignoring her struggles beneath him and growling angrily as she finally pulled away.
"Sir, what are you doing?" Chichi questioned angrily, slightly taken back by his slight chuckle.
"What does it look like I'm doing" Was the reply she got as his hands successfully touched her body, shocked at the fire burning in his eyes, the huskiness and lust that dripped off his every word when he spoke.
"And what have I told you about calling me Sir, I have told you call me Kakarott" Once again his voice husky as his lips danced erotically on hers. Every word he said, every touch he gave and every kiss he produced somehow drew her body into passion and she felt the need that radiated from his body.
"S…Kakarott please…"Her voice pleaded as she once again pulled away
"No, you please, I want you, I need you! For too long Chichi I've battled the feelings and urges I've got for you. No, I won't battle any longer, please Chichi don't make me suffer any longer, please show me your not just a dream that you are a reality, my reality, Please" She could see what he needed, see his desperation, and she knew that he had been fighting, fighting to not do this but had failed, been strong enough to pull on his own instincts to try and keep to her level although inferior to him. She hadn't the time to answer him as his lips landed upon her neck, sucking and nipping at the strong pulse that beat beneath her flesh, enjoying the sweet angelic moans that erupted from her mouth, her eyes closed as she savoured the feeling. His hands fiddled with the buttons of her upper dress smiling in his kisses as it slipped from her torso and to her feet, laughing at the sudden scream she let out as she was bombarded by the cold winter's air. Gasping loudly as she was pushed to the floor, his lips on hers as he caressed her chest insanely with touches from his warm hands, the Goosebumps on her skin rippled across his fingers skin, her flesh like silk the finest he had felt, soft and sleek. Savagely removing the rest of his clothes, he climbed on top of her, his arms caging her small body, his strong thighs pressing against hers, her feminine curves dazzling him as he removed the rest of her uniform, the tip of his swollen member pressing hard against her entrance, soothed by his gentle hands and words as pain shot through her body, although desire and need shot through his body, his whole being fought to be gentle with her, satisfied at the warmth and tightness she already provided him as he moved gently with in her. Their height of pleasure drawing so close as their hips moved together, dancing passionately under the moonlit sky, hidden by the trees aerie shadows. Spasms shot through their bodies, as they reached their climax together, gasping as he bit into her neck, drawing her blood, moaning as she too bit him unsure as to why they were doing this. But she felt it as he pulled away and collapsed next to her, she felt the collapse of her mind as he did it, building itself up again, a bridge between their minds; she could feel his every feeling, his every need, his obsession slowly fading as his body gained what it had so strongly fought for. They dressed again as she led him back to her home, he couldn't help but feel guilty; now that the bond was complete he knew how she felt when she first pulled away, that he had scared her, drove her faster than ever into this and although she knew nothing of Sayain bonding she could tell they were linked together, she knew how badly he had needed that, he knew how she felt now. And he couldn't be happier, his body still ached slightly from the constant lack of her, but his mind no longer screamed, his instinctual agony no longer pulsed through his veins and he no longer suffered the torment of only dreaming of her, she was his now, for eternity, bonded forever, mind to mind, body to body and soul to soul. And he knew that he would have a lot of explaining to do to his parents and especially her but for now he was grateful that she saw his need for her, that she saw that he wasn't doing this from only instinctual hormones but through love, that he loved her and that he wanted nothing more to be with her and although she rushed and although she knew very little she allowed him to love her and returned it for him, he now had his angel and yes he was sure to dream of her again there was no doubt of it, she would still be his world, his everything but unlike before she was now no longer a dream, she was his much desired reality.