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Chapter 7
As they flew, the sun began to set.
"We need to find somewhere to camp for the night." He shouted over the rush of wind around them as they flew. She nodded thankfully. While flying wasn't that strenuous, the air around her made her feel wet, sticky, and cold. Goku looked below them, finally smiling when something caught his eye.
"Come on, we'll stop here for the night." He called out to her before descending. They landed in a clearing next to a river that was surrounded by trees. He got to work as soon as the landed, gather wood for a fire. Between the two of them, they had a makeshift camp set up in no time and he left her to go hunting.
Sitting there beneath the stars, she felt free. In all her life, she never thought she would have any sort of freedom.
Even with everything going on, she couldn't help but feel as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.
She smiled and lay back on the grass just as Goku showed back up, a huge mountain lion slung over his shoulders.
She felt her breath hitch.
Something inside of her growled in approval at the sight. She felt the hairs on her tail stand up and a tingling go up her spine.
He threw the animal down and set to work making a spit to roast it on. She got up slowly on her hands and knees, stalking towards him. Her brain felt muddled as she watched him set the animal on the fire and rub his hands on his pants. He turned towards her with a grin, but when he saw her, he stopped.
She was growling softly, making his blood run hot. Her eyes were dark with animalistic desire as she stared at him and he felt something take over in his mind.
Crouching down, he slowly made his way towards her, barring his teeth.
She leapt at him, taking him down. They rolled around, each fighting for dominance, before Goku pinned her beneath him, eliciting a growl from her. He leaned down towards her neck, a deep rumbling in his chest. It was another fight for power. She held her glare for a moment before relenting, finally turning her head to the side and baring her neck to him in submission.
He sank his teeth into her making her cry out in pleasure.
The next half hour was a blur to both of them. When their senses finally returned, they looked around them to find their clothes in tatters and each was covered with bites and scratches. Goku gave a shaky breath as he got up off of her, setting on the ground beside her.
"If I knew getting you dinner got that kind of reaction, I'd have done it sooner," he laughed nervously.
She sat up, staring down at herself, still in shock, before looking up at him, wide-eyed.
"My mother was right." She whispered, pulling her tail around to clutch it.
Goku reached out and touched her shoulder but she flinched and moved away.
"She was right! We – we're animals!" she sobbed, curling up into a ball. Goku picked her up and she tried to fight him off, but wouldn't let go. Finally she gave up, burying herself in his arms as she cried. He rubbed her back, leaning in every now and then to kiss her head.
"We are in a way… We're Saiyans. It's part of who we are." He whispered to her, hoping to make her feel better, but she cried even harder at his words. Not knowing what to do, he just held her.
After a while he sat her down, murmuring that their dinner was done. She curled up on her side, refusing to look at him.
It bothered her that her mother had been right. What if she was right about everything else and that their lives were something to be ashamed of? That their very nature was an abomination? She thought back to earlier, the way she felt when she saw him come back to their clearing. It was like something inside her took over, like she had become a beast.
Her heart clinched at thought, but she couldn't help but feel desire well up inside of her. She could feel it coiling up and knew the only way to release that coil was to lay with him again. But at the same time she felt guilty.
Her thoughts were broke off by Goku nudging her softly.
"The foods done." He said, hoping that would get her feeling better. She nodded, still refusing to look his way.
He sighed, going back to the fire. He didn't know what to do for her. He knew it was his own fault; he had never been that great at dealing with feelings and he wasn't around enough to learn with Chi-Chi. He didn't know what was so horrible about what they had done. Sure, it was a bit disconcerting when they came to, but something inside of him approved of all those bite marks on her body. He had claimed her, just as she had claimed him. His back had a pleasurable ache where she had scratched him and he knew he was probably covered in as many bites as she was.
But it felt right.
And it also felt very, very good.
He watched her as he ate. She hadn't moved from her spot on the ground except to try and cover herself with what was left of her shirt. He spied his pants near him and grabbed them, reaching into the still intact pocket and taking out their capsule. He threw it open and took out a change of clothes for himself, changing quickly. Next, he grabbed one of her sleep shirts and walked over, setting himself down next to her. When she didn't acknowledge him, he reached out and touched her side.
She didn't move, but she snored slightly, making him smile. He lifted her up and dressed her slowly, being as careful as he could not to wake her. He held her against him as he lay back on the grass, snuggling up to her.
He would show her that she wasn't evil or an abomination. She was beautiful and wonderful.
And she was his.
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The next morning he woke to find her sitting by the still burning fire, eating. He sat up quietly and watched her.
Her blond hair was a mess of tangles, leaves and twigs sticking out everywhere and if the situation had been different, he would've had to laugh. She sighed deeply, throwing a bone to the side and grabbing more food.
He stood up and he saw her freeze. He walked calmly over to their capsule and dug out her hair brush, setting behind her and trying to clear all the debris from her hair. She started to relax as he worked, leaning back against his body.
"I'm sorry about last night." She whispered, picking at her food.
He didn't say anything, just continued to brush.
She sighed once more before wiping her hands on a tattered piece of her shirt form the night before.
"You have to understand the way I grew up, I guess. My parents were, well, very strict and very vocal about all the things wrong with being a Saiyan. It was pounded into my head on a daily basis that we weren't natural. You remember the documents I told you she had? Well, I asked her once about them. I couldn't read Latin, and she wouldn't teach me how because she said I didn't need to know about our sinful history, but she told me the gist of what they said. She said that we were once a peaceful race, but that greed and sin had turned us into what we are today. We were so evil that Kami himself destroyed us, leaving a few that could be redeemed."
"But she told me that no matter what we did, we were damned either way because of what we are. I just tried to ignore her. I thought that she was just bitter and angry…. But after last night, I don't know anymore, you know? It scared me when I came to. I feel so guilty about it, but what makes me feel even more ashamed is that fact that I liked it… Hell, I can't lie... I loved it, Goku." She whispered.
He stiffened, feeling desire pool in his stomach, but didn't want her to think he thought any less of what she was saying. He grabbed a torn piece of his tattered shirt and gathered her hair, tying it up. He couldn't repress the shudder of desire that ran through him when he saw her neck, his bite from last night dark purple against her pale skin.
"You feel it to?" she whispered, her voice husky.
"I'm ashamed of feeling this way, but at the same time, I feel amazing. I see the way you look at me and I can't help but feel like this is what I've been searching for my whole life..."
He leaned down, almost instinctively, and ran his tongue around the bite mark. She gave a throaty moan, reaching back and grabbing the back of his head, pulling him closer. He wrapped his arms around her, bringing his hands up to cup her breasts. He massaged them slowly, eliciting another moan from her lips.
"Every day that we have had together has been some of the most amazing times of my life." He whispered in her ear, making her shiver. "And last night felt right. I don't care what she told you Willow; you are amazing and beautiful and I don't think it's wrong the way we feel. Anything as beautiful as this couldn't be."
She spun around in his arms, setting herself in his lap to face him.
"Do you mean that?" she asked, staring up into his eyes.
He wrapped his arms around her once more, leaning his forehead to rest on hers.
"Nothing in my entire life has ever felt as perfect as this does to me."
She kissed him, tangling her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. He held her against him, running his hands up and down her back slowly. She repositioned herself so that she straddling him, reaching down to release his arousal from his pants.
She pulled her shirt off before impaling herself on him, crying out. Kissing him once more, she pushed him back onto the grass, moving her hips slowly. He tried to turn them over, but she grabbed his hands, raising them above his head and holding them down.
She raised up, hovering over top of him, her breath ragged with want.
"Oh no, you're not taking over this time." She whispered, a smirk coming to her lips. He felt his temper rising until she started moving on top of him.
She rode him slowly, drawing out delicious sounds from him with each movement of her hips. She withdrew one of her hands from his to run her nails down his chest, making him gasp in pleasure. He looked up at her, his chest heaving with ragged breath as she sped up her movements.
A growl escaped her lips as she looked down at him smugly. She grinded against him even harder, making his eyes flutter closed and he moaned. She thrilled in the feelings that were running through her, making her blood run hot through her body. She had him writhing beneath her, begging for more and it was amazing.
Thrown off guard by her high, he grabbed her, flipping her over underneath him. She growled in warning, but he thrust into her roughly, making her mew in submission.
"I gave you your fun." He growled, punctuating each word with a violent thrust. She whimpered, turning her head to show her neck in surrender but he continued to pounding into her.
"No, you're not getting off that easy."
He continued his assault, moaning each time she cried out. He felt her walls clench around him and before he released he leaned in, biting her once more, making another orgasm shoot through her. She stiffened up, screaming his name at the top of her lungs. She pulled him to release with her and he lay panting on top of her.
He felt her run her fingers down the side of his face in a soft caress and opened his eyes.
"I don't care whether this is wrong or right…. I want you to be the only person I'm with for the rest of my life." She whispered, raising up to kiss him softly.
Something inside him snapped into place, like it had been missing his whole life until that moment. He kissed her back fiercely, gathering her in his arms and laying down at her side, pulling her against him.
He had to save her from the Duorum Amantium. Just the thought of her with Vegeta made him mad enough to rip the other Saiyan apart. He couldn't do it.
They had to find the other Dragon Balls.
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