So… yup. Continuing right where we left off, this here is about 8000 words of 99% smut. ENJOY! And remember that reviews equal more! Poor Vegeta, he just wants to show his timid little traumatized queen some lovin'… Saiyan style. :D
Oh, btw-Shadow 13, I typically reply to reviews via PM, but yours was anon! Serenity and Bardock? Nuuuuu! Makoto and Bardock! OTP! OTP!
Serenity could barely even focus on him through the warm, hazy, contented feeling creeping through her limbs, but she managed a tiny shake of her head at the offer. "Don't think I'd survive it," she admitted in a breathless whisper.
"Shit, woman, then I'm about to fucking kill you," Vegeta rumbled pleasantly as he started kicking off his pants, nibbling at her inner thighs only to hear her breath hitch automatically at the feeling of his teeth. He corrected his mistake quickly though, knowing now for sure that she associated teeth during sex with pain, even though she hadn't uttered a word about what her first king had done to her in bed. He was smoothing over the flesh with his lips and his tongue when his fatigues finally fell to the floor, and he slid back up her body leisurely, worshipping the underside of her breasts with his mouth and hands, chuckling when she squirmed from the way his beard was tickling her over-sensitive, post-orgasmic flesh.
Serenity couldn't stop the soft moan that escaped her lips when she felt his bare cock sliding between her folds and up against her clit, her hands fluttering and clinging to his back, but she was past caring about propriety and could only let loose another quiet sound of pleasure when he began to thrust back and forth over it slowly, coating himself in her desire to ease his first thrust.
She didn't know that, though, had never encountered such a courtesy from any man—let alone from her greatest enemy—and the queen found herself whimpering and arching into him, the groans coming out of his mouth actually turning her on, pushing her closer to the edge she'd only just fallen from.
Apparently now that she knew how to get there, her body wasn't having a problem finding ecstasy a second time, and though Vegeta knew he was more than soaked from her and ready to take her without hurting her, he kept moving for her pleasure, beyond pleased by the sounds of delight she was making. "Come for me again, k'sha," he breathed into her hair, his purr rolling loudly when she responded with a helpless whimper of his name, the vibration sending her over the edge with a strangled moan that had him groaning and eagerly lifting her hips to take her.
Serenity drew a shuddering gasp when he pressed into her as soon as he'd rode out her soaring climax, and while she immediately flinched from the anticipation of feeling pain, she relaxed when he stopped, then gave him a slow, hesitant nod, resting her sweaty forehead to his chest as her hand slid gently down his spine to press lightly to his lower back in silent permission.
Even if it hurt, she'd definitely give him this in return for what he'd just given her; such pleasure had been a priceless gift, and she wasn't so far gone that the fact that she'd received it from her greatest enemy was beyond her. Dear gods, even if he never kissed her between her thighs ever again, she knew she would feel like she owed him his pleasure every night for the rest of his life in exchange for this one incredible sexual encounter.
But then he lifted her hips a little higher and thrust deeply, and in her surprise at the pleasure rolling through her, Serenity let loose a short, sharp moan, her nails digging in just above his tail and her head rolling back in ecstasy. "Vegeta!"
The hint of what sounded like panic in her voice stopped him, and the king rested on his forearms as he soothed her with gentle kisses and nuzzles to her throat and her shoulder. "Didn't mean to hurt you, my mate," he whispered contritely. "I was too impatient. Relax and I'll go down on you some more."
"D—Didn't hurt," she whimpered, moving her hips in what was nearly a demand, her hands clutching at him when he moved to withdraw from her body. "Please… please don't stop, I never knew it could feel so wonderful." Wishing he would kiss her mouth, Serenity turned her head to press her lips to his, and when he groaned she slipped her tongue in to play with his, letting out her own soft moan when he began to move inside of her, keeping his thrusts slow and shallow, setting every nerve ending inside of her on fire for more.
Serenity was drowning in pleasure then, no longer trying to keep her voice or her volume in check, arching into her once-sworn enemy with every slow roll of his narrow hips, her hands tangled in his hair as she kissed him deeply and he breathed in her moans of pleasure.
Vegeta finally broke the kiss in order to get his breath, his beast automatically dragging his mouth back down to her shoulder to nip at it, glad that she didn't flinch at the feeling of his teeth. "I want you to come for me again, woman, I want to know that I wind you up as tightly as you have me since I first saw you." He purred with delight when he immediately felt her tighten and she keened loudly, her legs wrapping around his waist and her body arching delightfully into his as he moved a little harder.
The shockwave of pleasure that ran through him as her walls spasmed and massaged his cock nearly pushed him right to the edge to join her, but the king held himself back and bent his mouth to her breast, sucking at her and sliding his hands low to grip her hips in the same manner as he had before, making her hands flutter and clutch at his shoulders.
Feeling a bit naughty, the king finally raised his head to look at her and his lips twitched up at the sight of her gazing back at him in pleasure-laced awe, and kept his thrusts smooth and deep when he bent his mouth to her ear. "How does it feel, Serenity?" He purred. When he saw her blush out of the corner of his eye and she didn't respond, he grinned against her throat and chuckled. "Does talking dirty embarrass you, beautiful? Would it make you blush to know that I dreamed of fucking you since I first saw you? Of making you come over and over? That I fantasized about hearing you screaming my name?"
"Vegeta," she whispered, "please don't."
Seeing that he'd upset her a little, Vegeta sighed but gave her a tiny smile before capturing her lips with his own, soothing her insecurities with a passionate kiss as he wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her tightly against him. "Come for me again," he breathed between slow, deep kisses, panting heavily as he closed in on his own orgasm.
Serenity could only tighten her hold on him as she felt his tail join in to slip between them and massage her clit, and both of them moaned softly when she tightened in response, the king breaking the kiss to focus heatedly on her shoulder with his teeth. "Do it," she whispered, "please Vegeta, do it."
Her softly spoken permission and the way her fingers tangled in his hair to hold his mouth to her shoulder had him purring and growling possessively as he took her harder and sunk his teeth into the creamy flesh, and when she yelled in response—actually yelled!—Vegeta lost all control, his tail tingling with pleasure just before he erupted inside of her, his groan of satisfaction echoing throughout the room as he saw white and was flooded head to toe with ecstasy. "Serenity…"
The woman in question could only hang on for dear life as she gradually floated back down, her mind a haze of pleasure, her hands sliding up and down his back and caressing every inch of skin she could access. Gods, that rush of pure pleasure when he'd bitten her shoulder… it was simply indescribable, and the way he'd taken her so carefully, so considerately… "Thank you, my king," she whispered, feeling shy even though he was still pulsing inside of her, gradually softening.
"Mmm… never have I heard such gratitude," he chuckled as he nibbled at her shoulder and felt her flex around him in response, her hips moving instinctively. "Do you want more, my mate? Or will you hold still while I clean your mark up?" Vegeta felt her stiffen beneath him and sighed. "Woman, you really need to learn that while I'm the most feared warrior king in the universe, that doesn't apply to the bedroom. Or to you," he added. "You're my mate now so you'll… see sides of me in private that no one else ever has, except for maybe Nappa and Raditz."
That calmed her, and Serenity cracked her eyes open in the dim lighting to find him smiling down at her, his expression… gentle. Almost tender, even. And what's more, she could actually feel his intention to relax her, to assure her that she wouldn't be harmed in any way, least of all by him. "I can feel you," she whispered in slight shock.
"Good, it means that the bite's forming a half-bond," he purred, bending his mouth back to her shoulder to clean up that sweet, silver-edged blood, his purr rolling high and happy as she squirmed and fought for air through the little waves of pleasure rolling through her. "It'll get stronger every time we mate," he finally informed her, "and when you bite me back, the bond will be fully formed."
"Bite you back?" She asked with wide, blue eyes. Serenity instantly expected the idea to revolt her, but something about it actually… turned her on. It had to be the forming half-bond that was doing it to her. "Do… do I need to…?"
"Not yet, k'sha. While I'd love for you to bite me right now, I'd rather you wait until you want to. It's not like either of us is going anywhere, after all, so you may return the mark when you're ready."
The thought that he was going soft floated from his mind and into hers, and Serenity blinked in astonishment as she followed the trail from that thought and found his earlier intention to demand that she bite him back, how he'd planned to establish the full mating bond right away so that he could go back to business as usual with his Saiyan Elite. That was actually sweet of him, to relent and wait for her to get more comfortable around him before fully sealing the deal. "Thank you, Vegeta," she sighed gratefully, actually smiling shyly up at him before hesitantly kissing his shoulder.
Vegeta groaned at that and pulled her mouth to his instead before nipping playfully at her lower lip. "Don't kiss me there unless you intend on biting, woman. I have to admit that I don't take well to being teased… not like that, anyway. You didn't know," he rumbled quickly when she flinched and he felt her intention to apologize profusely. "Now…" He rolled to the side and nipped at her mark one more time, sighing at the taste of her, light and pure and addictive. "…hungry? I'd meant to offer you refreshment before we'd mated, but I'll admit that I was overly eager to bed you."
"It's alright," Serenity said slowly, rubbing at her head briefly at how hazy and relaxed she felt. It was such an abnormal, alien feeling that it almost felt like something was wrong with her. But when she heard his fleeting worry about her maybe having a headache, she chuckled. "No, I'm fine, just… a little overwhelmed. I've… I've never felt so… good," she admitted with a little blush.
Vegeta was the perfect picture of the smitten, attentive lover since he was also overtaken from the hormones of the bite, and he purred happily, tugging her over and up so that she was lying face down on his rippling chest. "Get used to it, woman. As much as I intend on biting that lovely little shoulder, you're going to feel high all the time."
"I'd complain, but I'm too relaxed to do so," she sighed, letting go of her nerves and inhibitions for the time being to relax and rest her head over his heart, reflecting that even this terrifying warrior had a beating heart in his chest, amazed that he had shown her that in more ways than one. Aphrodite did tell me once that Usa's father was actually the exception to the rule, that the majority of men were kind. I'll never hear the end of it when she calls me tomorrow.
"You should probably call your daughter as well, tonight," Vegeta rumbled, already half-dozing, lulled by the sensation of his new mate's breathing and the way she was relaxing into him and using him as a body pillow. Gods, even Kalera never got me this relaxed, he sighed happily. I guess the old man was right about the effects of taking a second mate.
"Your father?" Serenity murmured, idly exploring the dips and ripples in his arms, tracing the scars with her fingertips without thought.
"Mmm… was mated three times, that one. Said that it gets better every time… but that the loss hits harder, too. He was a suicide by war when his third mate fell in battle, he couldn't take the grief of losing her, so he threw himself at the opposing army, and completely outnumbered, he produced a blast so powerful that it eradicated them all and himself."
"Wow… that's actually romantic," she replied softly. "Like in the stories my mother told me as a child," she sighed.
"Was it true that your mother fashioned you out of clay and begged Zeus to breathe life into you?" Vegeta rumbled curiously. "Or was it the shepherd story?" He was surprised and warmed to hear her giggle into his chest, and when he looked down he found her actually grinning.
"I'll tell you something that very few people know, even in my system… my mother liked women," she whispered conspiratorially. "It wasn't a shepherd, it was a huntress tracking deer late at night… Zeus's very own daughter," Serenity purred, knowing her gossip was making Vegeta's jaw slowly drop in shock. "But mother wanted a daughter so very badly… so in exchange for her and Artemis keeping things hush-hush, Zeus breathed life into a clay baby girl. Me," she finished with a smile. "So both stories are true, actually."
"Heh… I'll be damned," Vegeta snickered. "So, do you share your mother's preferences? Should I find a willing little voluptuous vixen to join us?"
"I don't know," Serenity mused with a straight face, "I've always preferred my women taller and demure, more like Queen Amphitrite." When he just stared at her in shock, she smiled like a cat that had gotten the cream and savored the look on his face. "Did you know that gullible is not in the dictionary, my king?"
Understanding dawned on his face just as slowly and he gaped at her in surprise. "Did… did you just… troll me?" When she nodded and blushed, he let out a low rolling laugh and lightly smacked her bottom in his mirth. "Woman, that was good! Gods, I'll remember that poker face if I ever play you in cards!" Then more seriously, he looked back down at her and licked his lips. "So… you do like men, then?"
"I married one didn't I? Trust me, my mother would have been the very first person to support my marriage to another woman should I have been born a lesbian." Her face grew dark then, and she sighed heavily. "The troubles started just after she died and abdicated to me… I used to take comfort in the knowledge that she would have smote Alaric upon the walls of the Mare Serenitatis if she'd still been alive when… when the first incident happened."
"When he hit you," Vegeta grunted. "Don't dress it up, woman."
"When he raped me, then," she corrected shakily. "He didn't just hit me that first time, Vegeta… and… I'd rather not talk about this anymore." Serenity felt her king hold her tightly then, wrapping his large arms around her, his warm scent and embrace making her feel secure with a man for the first time in her entire life. "Thank you," she whispered.
"Gods… I hate to sound like a sappy, green warrior just out of his training squad, but if you ever want to talk… I'll listen. Just don't be surprised when I rage about wanting to go back in time to make the little prick consume his own pathetic little cock."
"If it wasn't taboo, I'd call Uncle Chronos just to make it happen," she replied seriously. "Nothing would have given me greater pleasure than to watch him suffer as I did."
Vegeta could only rumble an agreement and fished around to find his scouter on the nightstand as he pressed his lips to her forehead. "You're right, woman. Let's not talk about this anymore. Tonight's for mating, not anger or awful memories."
Feeling a wave of comfort, understanding and safety rolling through her mind from him, along with the promise that he would listen later on if she wanted to talk about Alaric, Serenity nodded, more than content to just enjoy whatever they had left of the night. Hell, what time was it on Vegeta-sai anyway? Her body instinctively knew that it was only about noon on the Moon, but Vegeta-sai had longer days and—
"It's early evening here, Serenity, about what would be eleven at night for your people. Our evening begins much later because we have two suns," he reminded her. "Just be grateful that we'll have night at all for the next eight or nine years; it gets a little insane here when the suns are on opposite sides of the planet and we're always bathed in sunlight. Gets hot as hell and impossible to grow anything, too," he added with a snort. Vegeta donned his scouter then and ordered Nappa to bring up a meal for himself and the queen before tossing it back onto the little end table.
"Vegeta," Serenity said thoughtfully, "was that part of the reason this war started? Were your people starving five years ago?" She heard the answer in his thoughts and saw it in his body language when he stiffened beneath her and growled, and Serenity pushed down a wave of unease at the sound. "You could have just treated with me for aid, you know. Warrior culture or not, there's nothing wrong with accepting help, Vegeta. You don't have to destroy everything or take it." She felt him respond in her head with his previous words and she instantly sighed and nodded. "My apologies, you're right. Another time… tonight is not the appropriate time to bicker over our differences."
"No, it's not," he grunted as he rolled back on top of her, then crushed his mouth to hers. When he finally pulled away after letting his tongue duel slowly with hers, kissing her until she reeked of arousal, Vegeta grinned. "So, you didn't tell me, Serenity… how did it feel?" He breathed in her ear, sensing her ladylike blush through the bond. "How did it feel to have a Saiyan king inside of you, focused solely on your pleasure and aching just to hear you voicing it?"
Instead of feeling slight embarrassment and arousal coming from her, Vegeta felt a wave of distress and raised up to look at her in the dim light. "Damn it. So much for not talking about horrible things," he sputtered. "Sorry, woman, I'd meant to tease you a bit, not dredge up bad memories… he used to talk in bed, didn't he? Talk dirty?" Her tiny nod made him sputter, but Vegeta sent her a wave of reassurance through the bond and kissed her gently before flopping onto his back once more and bringing her with him. "And I so did like to talk dirty in bed, too," he grumbled. "But I'll try not to for your sake until you're a bit more comfortable with our relationship."
"I'm sorry, my king," she whispered. "I understand that your intentions are much different than his were when you talk like that. It's just…"
"Ugh, woman, it's alright," he replied roughly, though his hands didn't echo the gruff tone of his voice as they smoothed down her back. "You were traumatized right after you'd come of mating age; I'm stunned that you didn't just let your daughter take the bone instead. I know you expected a total repeat of the first marriage, I'm not stupid."
"No, you're not," she answered, her voice a little stronger as she leaned up to look at him. "But maybe I was stupid to expect that of all men. Aphrodite has reminded me often that my former king was an exception to the rule."
"Yes, he was," Vegeta grunted just as a knock sounded at the door. "Hang on," he called as he sat up and yanked back all the covers they'd been lying on.
Serenity thanked him with a shy smile when he quickly arranged them around her to cover her before slipping in beside her, but blushed and ducked a bit further under them when an Elite warrior—not a female maid—opened the door and walked in.
"Nappa is my most trusted general," Vegeta drawled. "Don't be embarrassed, woman. He keeps his mouth shut, unlike some others… though I'll see about getting you a maid, if you'd prefer."
"Heh, sure you don't want me to dress up as one instead, Vegeta?" Nappa snorted as he sat a tray down at the foot of the bed. "I saw some interesting tiny little frilly outfits on Venus during the siege. I think they were for maids."
Serenity couldn't stop herself from the mental image and giggled as she slid down further under the bedspread until her shoulders were covered. "Those weren't for maids, that was lingerie!" She giggled.
"What?" Both men asked at once.
"It… it was lingerie!" She cackled, peeking up at Nappa, who was obviously looking away from her face deliberately. "You know… like, sexy outfits that a woman might wear for her husband. To…" She blushed and looked over to find Vegeta listening closely. "You know… arouse him."
Both men snorted at that and rolled their eyes simultaneously. "Show up naked," they both replied in unison.
"That'll get a man's blood up fast enough," Nappa added with a smirk. "No point in wrapping a gift in tissue paper that's only going to wind up shredded, anyway."
"Hear, hear," the king agreed before handing his queen a glass of wine from the tray, the covers pushed back enough to expose him. But he obviously didn't care if Nappa saw him naked; if they were as close as they seemed, they'd likely seen each other in all sorts of states of undress in the past.
"That all you need, Majesty?" Nappa asked.
"No, stay for a moment and eat, Nappa, I need to discuss some business with you. If my queen doesn't mind, of course," Vegeta added as an afterthought.
"Um… if Nappa wouldn't mind turning his back for just a moment?" Serenity asked meekly. He didn't even reply, he simply shrugged and turned around, and the silver-haired goddess shucked off the covers, reached into her subspace, and drew out a pair of underwear, threw them on, then covered herself in a thick terrycloth robe. "Ok, much better," she giggled nervously. "Sorry, but my people simply aren't so comfortable with showing our bodies."
"Which is why I was looking away, Majesty," Nappa replied with a wink when he turned.
Serenity noticed that he still wasn't looking at her when he spoke, though, and lifted a brow when she tried to catch his eye and he immediately glanced at the floor. "You still are."
"You haven't bitten his Majesty in return, so no male Saiyan would dare look you in the eye out of utmost respect for the king. None of us would risk feeling the pull for you," he elaborated, "which is still possible when there's only a half-bond present."
"Oh," she said softly. "I didn't know that. My apologies, Nappa, I should have assumed that there was a valid reason for not looking at me." Serenity quickly poured him a glass of wine and extended it. "Here, eat and drink with us, Nappa."
The general only grinned, shook his head and chuckled while waving away the glass. "You also do not serve any warrior but your mate, Majesty."
Blushing brightly, Serenity nervously eyed Vegeta, but relaxed upon seeing him grinning as well, damned near close to laughing at her faux pas. "I only meant to be polite," she assured him.
"That's alright, woman," the king drawled. "Now we're even for the kissing misunderstanding." He plucked the cup from her hand when she offered it to him instead, wrapping his tail about her waist in a clear gesture of possessiveness, drank, then offered her a plate.
Serenity took it graciously and offered him one in turn, earning her an approving nod from the king and a wave of thanks through the bond. She was still trying to figure out how to communicate through it though, so she could only give him a little smile in return.
"Well, down to business. Nappa, I need a maid for the queen, one that can be trusted to keep her mouth shut. Unless… Serenity, would you prefer to send for one? Could your daughter teleport her here?" When she nodded, the king ate and gestured for Nappa to do so as well. "Alright, then, that was easy. Second, I want a guard posted for my mate that can be trusted. And not Raditz, damn it. While I don't suspect that he'd be stupid enough to try anything, that boy's mouth will have the queen so embarrassed that she'll pass out," he snorted.
"Kakarot then," Nappa offered through a mouthful of food. "The boy's sociable and likeable, like Raditz, but he's not a filthy-mouthed horndog."
"Acceptable, k'sha?" Vegeta asked Serenity with a little sideways glance.
"I trust your judgment on the matter and Nappa's as well," she answered honestly. "I don't know the men in the Elite, but you do. Though… is Raditz really that horrible? I assure you that I'm not some blushing maid that's going to faint at a crude remark."
"Oh, he's worse than you think," the king replied. "We'll stick with Kakarot, I'm sure that Raditz would wind up getting himself beheaded before the end of the first day. Alright… what's next… damn it woman," he chortled, "you've got my head all fucked up; that scent of yours alone is going to ruin me for the rest of the week. Anyways… ah, yes. The queen would like to visit her daughter, and while she's only been here a day, I thought you might want to get ahead of the game and make sure an appropriate guard detail is arranged for her when the time comes."
"Bardock, Kakarot, Raditz, Turles," Nappa said automatically. "Kakarot and Raditz for any social engagements, and Bardock and Turles in case things get… surly." He took another bite then and chewed thoughtfully. "We really should elevate the younger boys' rank, they earned it with the way they handled things on Mercury when Vegeta lost his shit, Majesty. Things damned near got violent with Queen Athena and Princess Ami when he tried to take off with Princess Bulma."
"See that it's done, then. I heard that Turles restrained the prince while Kakarot managed to talk some sense into him. Those four make a good team in battle. Try and keep them together; they're more effective that way."
"Consider it done, Majesty. Oh, shit. While I'm at it, a lot of the people are clamoring to meet your mate; word spread fast that Serenity had arrived, and I think it'd be a good idea to take her out into the market or something. It'd boost morale among the third-class warriors," Nappa advised.
Serenity blinked at that and shrugged when the king looked askance at her instead of just agreeing, and she managed a little shrug. "I'm not opposed to meeting my people at all… I mean, I walked among my people on the moon every day. Shouldn't I do so here?" A twitch of his lips told her she'd answered correctly, and when Vegeta and Nappa began discussing trade options with other planets as well as crop rotation on the fertile side of the planet, Serenity began to sink into her own thoughts, wondering how her daughter was faring even though she'd only been gone for one day.
Her name finally brought her back to reality some minutes later and she blinked at the sound of "Serenity's thinking about her homeworld."
"Huh?"
"Nappa was inquiring about how your people managed to produce food on planets outside of what's considered a livable zone. I believe that Earth and its moon—maybe Mars—are the only places that aren't too far or too close to your sun," Vegeta informed her.
"Oh. Terraforming, of course. Though most of it's done through the planet's queen's powers on the planets that are further out. But Mars, Venus, Mercury and parts of Jupiter and its moons are terraformed." When they just looked at her questioningly, waiting for her to continue, Serenity shrugged cluelessly. "I'm no scientist, sorry. You'd have to ask my Aunt Athena or her daughter, Ami. I'm sure Ami knows all about it, in fact. That girl loves anything to do with the sciences."
"See if you can't contact her, Nappa," Vegeta ordered, "and find out what you can… maybe pay her a visit and check out some of the machines or whatever they use to do it. See how much time it'd take to terraform Vegeta-sai two, three and four."
"Oh," Serenity said in understanding. "You're solving the crop problem." She beamed at that but didn't bring up their earlier conversation, not wanting to embarrass him in front of Nappa, who was clearly her king's closest friend. "Nappa, if you'd like…" She pulled out her communicator and jotted down Ami's frequency on his hand with a pen from her subspace. "There, that should make it easier. It's only early afternoon on the moon and I know she's staying there for a few more days, so go ahead and call her now while she's likely eating something and not holed up in the lab."
"D'in m'yo, ve'sh."
"Huh?"
Vegeta and Nappa just stared at her for a long moment before the king shook his head wearily. "We're definitely going to have to work on your Saiyan, k'sha. Do you even know what I've been saying at all when I slip up and back into my native tongue?"
Serenity turned bright red and shrugged a little. "Um… I've kind of been faking understanding you," she admitted in pure mortification. "I'm so sorry, my king, I honest to gods didn't know how to admit that I didn't understand… though I've guessed that ve'sh m'yo is 'my queen?'" She asked hopefully.
"Two words down," Nappa snorted, "only a few thousand to go, right?" Glancing up just enough to see just how embarrassed the queen was and the tears spilling over onto her cheeks, the general sighed and gave her an awkward little pat on the back. "D'in m'yo is 'thank you,' Majesty. And I called you 'queen,' but not 'my queen,' because you're female and mated and there are implications of belonging to someone when you use m'yo between the genders. A male warrior might use it casually with someone he knows well that he knows won't take offense to it or feel uncomfortable, but just about any warrior wouldn't risk using it with the queen. Not if he wanted to keep his head, anyway," he chuckled.
"Don't cry, k'sha," Vegeta sighed, handing her a napkin to dab at her eyes. "If it makes you feel any better, you'll be speaking it fluently in a few weeks. It's much easier to learn than Solarian. We don't have any past or future contexts, really, and we only have like, two prepositions. You're going to learn verbs, nouns and adjectives, and that's about it. And since we're half-bonded, you'll understand everyone fine if I'm within earshot once you're used to using the bond."
"Besides, Majesty, we Saiyans only ever talk about the three big ones anyway," Nappa snickered. "Fighting, food and fucking. If you can talk about those three things, you're pretty much good in any circle."
Serenity sputtered at that but couldn't help letting out a giggle as she thought of her plethora of relatives. "Well, perhaps I should give Ares, my daughter and Aphrodite a call. I'm sure the three of them could easily field their specialties."
"Speaking of calls," Nappa replied with a grin as he held up the hand she'd wrote on. "I think I'll make that call now. Thank you, ve'sh."
"You're quite welcome," Serenity answered amicably. Once Nappa was out of the room she felt a pair of hands parting her newly donned robe and she blushed. "M—My k—king?"
"My queen?" Vegeta countered as he pushed the fabric from her body and licked his lips at the sight of her. But he didn't touch her, he only looked, and when she shyly darted her eyes to the side he relented and leaned away, going back to his meal. "If you don't desire me, Serenity, you only have to say so," he rumbled.
"It… it's not that," she managed. "And I will do whatever my king wishes," she added with a darkening blush as she dared to look him over, admiring the way the muscles in his chest and his arms rippled whenever he moved. Gods, he is easily the loveliest specimen of a man I've ever laid eyes on, she thought. If it weren't so unladylike, I'd stare until I went blind.
"What I wish is for you to voice your desire if you want me, Serenity," he stated bluntly. "And if you don't, then state that instead without any fear of reprimand from me."
"Oh." Nervously she met his gaze, and what she found there wasn't annoyance or anger, just desire and frustration, and it gave her the courage to admit that she definitely did want that beautifully sculpted body pressing against her once more. "I want you, my king," she whispered so softly that he barely even heard her.
With a dazzling smile she didn't expect to see, Serenity didn't stop him from grasping her hand and drawing her into his lap, her cheeks burning hotly at the way he positioned her legs so that she was straddling him. She expected him to take her right away, but when he didn't, she looked down to find him only at half-mast. "My king?"
"My queen," Vegeta drawled back in amusement.
"I… I'm not sure if you want me to do anything," she admitted in embarrassment, her voice tainted with a hint of fear at the idea of being asked to touch him or use her mouth on him to get him hard again.
"Gods, it's going to take me years to fix all the damage that little asshole did, isn't it?" The king sighed. "Serenity, I don't expect you to do a thing to me. Unless you want to," he amended gently. When she only stared at him in genuine surprise, he wrapped his arms and tail around her and pulled her close, his mouth grazing over her mark. "We're going to make a deal. Hush," he added when she tried to draw back to look at him. "Let me speak, Serenity. From now on, don't expect me to expect anything out of you except for your pleasure. I will do all the work; I will arouse you and make you come before I take my own pleasure, every single time you let me have you. Deal?"
Drawing in his delicious, unique scent, Serenity felt her heart ache at the tender understanding in his voice and tears began to sting her eyes in reaction to such a generous, selfless offer. "You don't want me to—"
"I want you to want it, Serenity," Vegeta growled softly, angry with her first husband for the terror he could feel through the bond whenever she thought about pleasuring him first. "When you want to, then do it. And not before then." His expression and voice softened when she trembled at his tone of voice and he finally drew back to look her in the eye. "I told you already, I won't see fear in my queen's eyes whenever she looks at me."
"Vegeta?"
The frustration in her eyes and the feeling of her desperation not to anger him made him sigh wearily. "Yes?"
"You keep calling me your queen. But… we both know that I'm only a concubine. A consort at best. Please stop calling me that," she whispered nervously.
"I keep no concubines and Saiyan kings do not take consorts, Serenity," Vegeta said firmly. "A mating bond makes us equals. Biting you was as good as crowning you queen of Vegeta-sai. Saiyans are all or nothing, remember that in the future." He drew her hand up to his mouth then, and kissing the knuckles, he kept his eyes locked with hers and pushed his commitment to her as a mate through the bond. She wasn't Saiyan, so he would be patient with her and hopefully she would understand in time that a mating bond was a very serious deal. "My queen."
"I'm really not some sort of breeding stock for you to simply get children on?" She asked, her voice hushed in surprise and hope as if speaking any louder would destroy any chance of such a good thing being true.
Vegeta couldn't help but give her a teasing grin as he brushed a tear from her cheek. "Would a crown make you feel better?" Her blush made him laugh, and when she gave a little shrug he reached behind her to scoop up his scouter. "Saiyan royals don't wear crowns, k'sha, but I'm more than willing to bend a little to honor your people's traditions."
Shocked to the core, Serenity quickly shook her head and stopped him from putting on the scouter. "No, Vegeta, I don't actually require a crown or anything of the sort, especially if it breaks with Saiyan tradition. I wouldn't want your people to think that you're catering to a foreign queen; it would only make them dislike me. I hate to admit it, but if the roles were reversed, I would have named you king consort and I would have crowned you in a ceremony once we were married… and I would have you adhering to Lunarian tradition to appease my people."
"You would do the same here?" He asked in disbelief.
"Yes… I would. If I am truly your legal wife and queen, then I would be so in truth. A Saiyan queen, not a foreign consort or a pawn in a peace agreement. All or nothing."
"You are either the bravest woman I've ever met… or the dumbest," Vegeta rumbled in respect. "You have my deepest admiration, Serenity… because I think I would have utterly chafed and resisted everything about being a Lunarian king." He put on his scouter then and dialed Nappa, and when his general picked up he smirked at him. "Nappa, send out a message to everyone's scouter that there is to be an official pair-bonding ceremony tomorrow at—" He looked around his scouter at Serenity then and raised his eyebrows. What time do you usually roll out of bed, woman?
Unused to the bond, Serenity replied aloud. "Oh… um… it depends on what time I go to sleep," she managed, turning bright red at the immediate thoughts flooding his mind about just what they could do to keep them awake all night.
"Two in the afternoon, Nappa," Vegeta snickered, practically giggling at the way Serenity's eyebrows hit her hairline and her blush spread down her chest, informing her through the bond that she wouldn't see sleep until the asscrack of dawn. "See that the Elite are present and any foreign dignitaries that are visiting are allowed to attend." He hung up then and tossed his scouter back onto the nightstand before bending his mouth to Serenity's mark and biting down on it hard enough to reopen it, clutching at her hips when she bowed backwards and moaned softly. "Just mentioning a pair-bonding ceremony's got my blood up," he admitted wryly once he'd pulled his teeth out of her shoulder.
Sure enough, a glance down confirmed that he was hard as steel and ready for her, and Serenity tried to focus on him through her own bite-induced arousal. "Why's that?" She slurred.
"You said all or nothing," he breathed against her lips. "You did mean it, right?"
All or nothing… of course she meant it, why did he—Serenity caught a picture in his head then, an image of her sinking her teeth into his shoulder, and despite her hesitancy to mark him in return, she nodded. A true marriage. All or nothing. Yes, that was what she would have wanted if the roles were reversed, and Vegeta had already stated that she was truly his queen. That was far more than she would have ever hoped for. "Yes. I'll mark you, Vegeta."
Vegeta shivered when she immediately leaned forward to do so, but he stopped her before she could even kiss his shoulder. "No. Tomorrow, Sere." He began to purr loudly then and slipped his hand between them, seeking out her clit and massaging it in slow, lazy circles, savoring the way she arched into it and gasped. "Just don't be surprised when I drag you right back to the palace and fuck you for the remainder of the day and all that night."
"Only one day and night?" She breathed, unable to stop the thought from leaving her mouth as she wondered if Saiyans took honeymoons, her body gyrating slightly into his slow, skilled ministrations, her eyes rolling back slightly when he found a spot on her throat that had her vision going fuzzy the moment he began to focus his attention on it.
"You'll be lucky if I let you out of bed for a month, woman," he growled as he tried to leash his beast for her benefit, her sweet little whimpers turning him on to no end. "Now come for me so I can get inside of you, k'sha m'yo."
Too overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure coursing through her to feel self-concious about the way she was straddling him and how he was suddenly devouring her breasts, Serenity utterly surrendered to him, arching into the mouth suckling her hungrily, moaning his name softly and burying her hands in his hair when she spiraled up into a mind-shattering climax.
And before she could even come down from that high, he was lifting her onto his erection, thrusting into her with his beast barely in check, his tail pulling her flush against him and his hands deliciously gripping her hips as he began to devour her mouth just to make her moan and squirm.
Already over-sensitive from the orgasm she'd had less than a minute beforehand, Serenity could only clutch at his broad back as he rocked his hips steadily, rubbing a spot deep inside of her that was so responsive that she was already coming for him again, crying out against his lips as her walls clamped down around him like a hot, silky vice.
Come for me again, my mate, he groaned through the bond, smoothly rising up onto his knees only to tip her onto her back, lifting her hips for the angle he wanted as he shifted his movements to shallow thrusts, quickening the pace as he continued to ravage her mouth. Feels so good, doesn't it? He inquired as his purr began to fill the room. It feels fucking amazing for me, you know… you're so wet for me, Serenity, so warm and—Vegeta stopped the dirty talk when he felt her stiffen slightly beneath him, and with a heavy sigh he broke the kiss. "Mah'ni, ve'sh m'yo," he breathed before kissing her once more, slowing his motions once more to slow, deep strokes.
She understood him through the bond, and to show she wasn't upset with him, Serenity began to move her hips in time with his, a soft hand sliding from his hair and down to his tail to pet it gently, somehow knowing that it was a good spot for him. The queen wasn't disappointed either, he immediately emitted a low growl of pleasure and began to move harder, and while she was apprehensive at first that he would hurt her, it only felt wonderful. She was coming again before she knew it, and to her undying surprise, the king let out a loud groan just as she found her release, spilling into her and slumping on top of her in a sweaty heap. "Vegeta?" She whispered between kisses. "You… alright?"
"Nava m'yo," he could only respond, his voice low and throaty. "En… v'nu en…"
It was only when she felt something squirming in her hand did she realize that she was still stroking his tail, her hand closed around the furry appendage, the grip snug but not tight. "Oh! Gods, my king, I'm so sorry!" Serenity exclaimed as she released him, only to hear him laughing in reply as he gave her a little playful thrust.
"F'ri, atti… felt good. Really good," Vegeta elaborated as he continued to chortle at how quickly she'd just gotten him off. "Ready for round three?"
"You are!?" Serenity asked incredulously, noting that his cock was in fact, still hard inside of her. "Seriously?"
"I told you," Vegeta replied softly. "I've fantasized about you shamelessly since the first time I laid eyes on you. The fact that you were my sworn enemy didn't change the reality that you're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on."
Unable to stop herself from blushing brightly, Serenity managed only a meek little thank you before she was being kissed once more, briefly reflecting on how quickly the Saiyan king had picked up on just how to kiss her to arouse her. "Wait," she managed softly when she felt her stomach growl. "Hungry."
"Mmm… yes, you didn't get much to eat before I attacked you again," Vegeta chuckled as he withdrew from her body, noting how red her cheeks were as she glanced at his impressive size and then to the tray of goodies that Nappa had brought them for an impromptu wedding feast. "Here, atti. Eat your fill," he encouraged her. "Women here don't eat like birds to be polite, so make sure you eat however much you want, whenever you want. Understand?"
"Saiyan males don't find stuffing one's face to be unattractive?" Serenity asked curiously as she took her unfinished plate, freshly heaped with even more food.
"Not at all. A healthy, strong woman bears healthy, strong warriors."
Serenity couldn't help but stiffen at the mention of babies and gave him the deer in the headlights look, immediately reaching into her subspace pocket to draw out a vial that Aphrodite had given her for her to take. In the emotional storm of that entire evening, she'd forgotten to drink it. "Vegeta… I… I forgot my contraception," she stammered out quickly.
"Relax, atti, I didn't forget mine," Vegeta rumbled, his tone infinitely gentle as a result of her panic. He could feel it through the bond, and he didn't even need his beast to urge him to comfort her in order for him to wrap his arms and tail around her from behind, his fingers combing through her copious hair. "I assumed before we even agreed upon waiting for brats that you might want to hold off on making any."
"Thank you, my king," Serenity sighed gratefully as she leaned into him and began to eat. "I appreciate your foresight."
"Not a problem, my queen. I will cease taking it tomorrow night and leave you to decide when you wish to conceive. Is that acceptable to you?"
Half wishing that she could purr like him so she could somehow let him know how much she was enjoying the way he was gently grooming her, Serenity just nodded and continued to eat her meal as quickly as was proper. Towards the end, once all of her snags and tangles had been carefully worked out by his hands, she felt him sliding them around to cup her, his thumbs briefly caressing the nipples while he began to kiss and lick at her shoulder. "Vegeta…?"
"Mmm? Still hungry?" He rumbled, moving from her mark to her throat so she could at least reply coherently. "Want me to stop?"
"No, it's just… you really want more?"
The breathless amazement in her voice and through the bond made him chuckle, and he nodded as he ground his rigid cock into her lower back to show her just how much more he wanted from her. "I have a feeling I'll always want more of you, atti," he breathed in her ear. "Do you want me? I can smell your arousal, but if you're tired I'll go take care of myself in the shower."
The very idea of him stroking himself to release in a steamy shower stall shot her level of arousal through the roof, and Serenity turned her head to stare at him owlishly, unable to believe her own lecherous thoughts. But she had to admit that the notion of seeing him doing something so private was delicious.
"You'd like to watch?" Vegeta asked, chuckling as he gave her a few teasing nips to her earlobe. "Mmm… how wanton you are for me after only a few hours, my mate. Shall we go bathe and I'll put on a show for you? I have to admit, the picture in your delightful little head is all wrong, and I would like nothing more than to show you how a Saiyan actually gets himself off."
Told you so! This is gonna be an all-nighter, ladies, so review! And then… if you guessed right… Nappa calls Ami. :D And since that's my OTP, yall can take a wild stab at what happens when they meet… er. Meat. Meet? Both. :D And lots of the former after the latter.