Author's Note:-
*Lemon Warning*
So a couple of chapters ago I was debating including a lemon in this fic, and of those of you who commented, you all thought I should do one, so I have n_n I'm actually glad people wanted a lemon, because I think it just fits in with the style of this fic and it did seem like the natural way to go. However, I know lemons don't appeal to everyone, so I've tried to make it as mild as I can. Honestly I don't think this chapter is overly explicit, but if you are squeamish about lemons or lemon-ish content, I'd recommend you skip over this one! And for those of you who do read it, please tell me how I did! Thank you!

King Piccolo cautiously stepped into Frikiza's room, and he took a moment to study his new surroundings. He had to admit, he never thought he would find himself here… but now that he was here, it was more or less what he imagined. The décor was… very Frieza-esque. The room had pale red walls and a cream carpet, with a deep scarlet rug forming a centrepiece to the floor. The bedroom furniture was black, as was the decoration on Frikiza's bed. Her bed was dressed in four silk pillows, two red and two black, and the silk duvet cover was black, and the bed sheets scarlet … King Piccolo could see the bed sheets. Frikiza had pulled back the duvet and was sitting on the open bed, with her wine glass in her hand and her tail hovering behind her. She was staring at him questionably, like she was unsure of something. King Piccolo didn't particularly care what that was. All he could think about was how tight that vest was, and how small Frikiza looked in her king-size bed. It was far too big for her. She looked so lost in it, so… vulnerable… Oh, fuck…
"Are you sure?" Frikiza asked, dragging King Piccolo out of his lustful thoughts. She looked at him softly. "We don't have to, you know."
"Yes I'm sure!" King Piccolo snapped. "I'm not a child!" The nerve of her! He was insulted! Why was she acting like he didn't want to do this? This was his idea! The only person Frikiza should be concerned about right now was herself, because he would destroy her!
"Okay." Frikiza said. "Well then… come here. Do you want a drink?"
"No." King Piccolo answered, and made his way over to her.

Frikiza's heart stopped as King Piccolo approached her, and he climbed onto the bed. He sat on his knees opposite her, staring down at her frame. He was staring at her chest, then her waist, and her hips… He was making her blush! Frikiza could feel her cheeks darkening, and she turned her face away.
"You're staring." She said.
"Isn't that the point?" King Piccolo grunted. He reached his hand out to place it on her shoulder, and travelled his fingers down the strap of her vest, his claws grazing against her skin. "Why else would you wear this…?"
"That's not the reason!" Frikiza argued, frowning at him.
"Really?" King Piccolo smirked. That was unfortunate, because it had that effect on him every time he saw her wearing it. Not that he would tell her that. It would be embarrassing to tell her how wild she drove him, even in this situation. Frikiza simply took another sip of her wine, and looked at King Piccolo stubbornly.
"Really." She pouted.

King Piccolo moved his eyes to Frikiza's lips, unable to resist staring at the faint moist glow the deep red wine had left on them. Oh, they looked so divine… All of a sudden Frikiza's lips actually seemed desirable. He wanted to taste them… He wanted to do more than that. He wanted to grab hold of that little body of hers, and lock himself onto those delicious lips. He wanted to push his tongue past them and run it all over her mouth, then down her neck and down her body… Damn, there wasn't a thing he wouldn't do to her. She wanted him to do it, right? She wanted him to kiss her? After all, she had allowed him into her bedroom. She'd already admitted that she liked him… … So why wasn't she doing anything? Frikiza was just gazing at him. Watching him. Was she waiting for him to make the first move? Was that how icejins did it? He was the man after all…

Frikiza noticed a thoughtful look on King Piccolo's face, and her heart sank a little. He was having second thoughts, wasn't he? He didn't like her, after all… … Well… if he didn't want to, then she didn't want to force him… Dammit. For a second there, she thought she'd won him. Frikiza sighed inwardly, and took another sip of her wine. Okay… better help him out. He wanted to leave, didn't he? She didn't want him to go… but she would never forgive herself if she didn't let him. If anything ever happened between them, it had to be with no doubts, or regrets. It wouldn't be right after all, would it…? To continue with this, even though she knew he was having second thoughts? She couldn't do that… Not to him. Not to anybody. It would be cruel.

Frikiza finished off her wine, and looked at the demon king.
"Piccolo –" Frikiza didn't get chance to speak another word before she felt King Piccolo's lips against hers, and his hand around the back of her head. Frikiza's eyes widened and her heart skipped a beat as she realised what was going on. Piccolo was… kissing her. He was sober, and he was kissing her! He liked her… He liked her!

Frikiza closed her eyes and allowed herself to be swept into the kiss. She disposed of her wine glass without even noticing, passing it to the tip of her tail and placing it on the bedside table behind her while her hands trailed themselves up King Piccolo's back. She held onto his large muscular frame, exploring and caressing the firmness of his body as she slowly parted her lips to deepen the kiss. Frikiza almost flinched when King Piccolo took hold of her face and forced his tongue into her mouth, kissing her so roughly she almost screamed. His lips thudded against hers and his hands gripped her so powerfully he almost broke Frikiza's jaw. Frikiza let out a soft moan and stroked her hands firmly down King Piccolo's back, drawing a small moan from the namekian's throat as she greeted his tongue with hers. She slid over it firmly and keenly, and went on to explore every corner of the demon king's mouth. He tasted so good… He felt so good. His tongue was so rough and forceful, his teeth were so sharp, his lips were so tough, his grip was so strong…

Frikiza trailed her hands round to the front of King Piccolo's waist and slid them back up his body, across his toned stomach and onto his wide, muscular chest. King Piccolo slowed a little and opened his closed eyes when he felt a pressure against him. Frikiza had her eyes open now and she was looking at him, her face pulled away for a brief moment as she pushed him against the bed. She climbed onto him, positioning herself in his lap, and placed her arms around his neck. King Piccolo stared at Frikiza as she sat on him, and he felt a sudden rush of excitement. Oh yeah… now that was a good place for her to be. All of his favourite parts of her were within reach, and he could feel the warmth of her body on his lap. Oh, that warmth felt good… He could wait to – … Wait. A sudden thought entered King Piccolo's mind. Frikiza had wanted to date him, right? Did she think that was what was going on here? No… No, he didn't want that! He just wanted to have sex. That had to be nipped in the bud.
"Frikiza." King Piccolo uttered.
"Something wrong?" Frikiza asked, her face steadily filling with concern.
"This… doesn't make me your boyfriend." King Piccolo stated. "I don't want to date you. This is just… something to do."
" 'Something to do' ?" Frikiza repeated. Wait, so… He didn't want anything to come of this? This was just… sex? … … Well… it wasn't exactly what she wanted. She did like him, and she thought maybe he could like her… If he didn't then maybe they shouldn't do this… Then again… Frikiza smiled a little. Why had he even told her that? Why hadn't he just taken what he wanted, and then dumped her afterwards? That was what a real jerk would do, right? If he really didn't care about her, he wouldn't risk ruining the moment by admitting he just wanted to use her. He would be selfish, and lead her on… but he wasn't doing that. He was… being nice. Yes… Frikiza felt a flutter of excitement. He was being nice to her. He did care about her! And he was capable of being nice, just like she'd thought all along! Well then… How could she resist him now? He was so sweet, and so handsome… and so sexy! She could still feel his lips from their kiss; she could still taste his tongue. She didn't want to end it now!

Frikiza looked at King Piccolo, and smiled. "That's fine." She purred, trailing her nail across his steel chest. She moved her hands up him and caressed the back of King Piccolo's head firmly, then slid her palm down onto his jaw to pull him into another deep kiss. King Piccolo closed his eyes and allowed himself to once again explore the depths of Frikiza's mouth. He gripped her firmly and forced his rough lips against hers, eagerly parting them to allow his lustful tongue into her mouth. He liked kissing Frikiza. He liked the feeling of her warm, soft tongue against his; he liked the sweet taste of her wine-stained lips. He liked that she was sitting on him… just like in that first dream he'd had. Would she, he wondered. Would Frikiza do that? Would she behave the way she had in that dream? Would she call him those names…? Ohhhh if she did…

King Piccolo broke away from their fierce kiss, and looked at her.
"Frikiza." He breathed hoarsely, his hands settling on her hips. Those gorgeous round hips. He held them firmly, locking her against him.
"Mm?" Frikiza uttered. King Piccolo looked at her face. Her cheeks were dark, and her lips were swollen. He'd done that to her… and she looked gorgeous! "What is it?"
"I uh…" King Piccolo began. "I… had this dream…" He started to blush slightly. He felt embarrassed…
"Dream?" Frikiza repeated.
"Yeah…" King Piccolo mumbled. He looked away, his cheeks darkening. He didn't want to say it. He didn't know how to! He looked at Frikiza for a few seconds, then quickly touched his fingers to her forehead, sending her an image of his dream.

King Piccolo watched Frikiza's reaction. She seemed… surprised? Her eyes widened, and she gasped a little.
"Oh…" Frikiza uttered.
"Mm." King Piccolo grunted, looking away as his cheeks darkened even more. This was a stupid idea… Why had he shown her that? She wouldn't do that… He'd just embarrassed himself!
"So you… had a dream about me?" King Piccolo looked up to see Frikiza staring at him with a gleeful grin on her face. "A dirty dream?"
"Yeah – whatever. It was just a dream." King Piccolo growled. Stupid bitch. She was mocking him! "It didn't mean anything, so don't flatter yourself."
"Oh… Well, that's a shame." Frikiza said. "Because… I thought it looked like fun…"
"Hm?" King Piccolo looked at Frikiza, and she gazed back with a dark smirk on her lips and a wicked twinkle in her eyes. She looked sexy…
"King Piccolo." The words send a shiver down King Piccolo's spine. Ohhhh fuck… This wasn't a dream too was it? He wasn't going to wake up in his cave, or in a chair in the honeymoon suite? Or at Goku's house!

Frikiza leaned over King Piccolo and placed her lips against his ear, crushing her soft breasts into his chest as she spoke in a submissive voice, "I'm here to serve you, Sire."
"Holy hell." King Piccolo choked, closing his eyes. No… This wasn't a dream. He could tell because it felt so much better! Oh God! He opened his eyes again to see Frikiza sitting in his lap, running her hands down his chest.
"What is your first command, Master?" She purred. 'Master'… Oh, what was she doing to him? That name… It was driving him crazy!
"Take off that vest." King Piccolo breathed, struggling to contain his urge to rip it off himself. "Now."
"Yes, Sire." Frikiza giggled, and obeyed.

King Piccolo stared in awe as those large, soft breasts of hers were finally revealed to him. They bounced as she took her vest off, and then sprung into position on her chest. They were so big, and firm, and round… and tasty. Definitely tasty, right? They had to be. King Piccolo moved his eyes up to Frikiza's and raised his hand, beckoning for her to come closer.
"Come here." He instructed.
"Yes, Sire." Frikiza nodded, and obediently leaned towards King Piccolo.

She gasped and let out a cry when she suddenly felt King Piccolo's rough, calloused hands throw themselves onto her chest. He yanked her towards him, plunging his face into the depths of her breasts. Frikiza bit her lip and held tightly onto King Piccolo's head as he showed absolutely no mercy to her chest. He kissed her fiercely, and when he was bored of that he sucked her and tugged at her with his lips, all the while forcefully pushing her soft flesh into his face with his large, greedy hands. "K-King Piccolo…" Frikiza whimpered, causing King Piccolo to become even more excited. "Oh, Master…" Ohhhh hell she knew how to turn him on. At this rate he wouldn't even get the chance to fuck her! But he couldn't stop now. Those soft round breasts of hers had driven him crazy enough times, and now he was going to get his fill. He continued his assault on her so roughly it hurt a little, but Frikiza didn't mind that. It felt good. She closed her eyes and tightened her grip on his head, then she lowered her lips towards him.

King Piccolo almost screamed when he felt a warmth against the top of his left antennae. Oh… Oh yes! Yes! That was going to be her next command – how did she know to do that? He moaned into her chest as Frikiza slid her talented mouth down his antennae, closing her lips tightly around it. She stroked it with her tongue and sucked at it, so perfectly it was as if she'd done it a million times before. … She hadn't done it before, right? Not to a namek?
"Mmmmm…" King Piccolo groaned as Frikiza moved onto his right antennae, instantly distracting him. She sucked his right, but she caressed the base of his left antennae with her fingertips. How did she know to do that? She was amazing! "Frikiza…" King Piccolo dragged his hands away from Frikiza's breasts to run them down her back and onto her hips. He massaged her hips firmly and tugged at her soft flesh before placing his palms onto her butt. Her toned, round butt. Damn she was in good shape. King Piccolo couldn't get enough of her ass; he squeezed it and tugged at it mercilessly but it didn't seem like enough, and when Frikiza moaned in satisfaction… well, it just made him even hungrier.
"King Piccolo…" Frikiza whispered, pushing her hips down onto him. She moved her buttocks down towards his palms, further into his rough grasp, and pressed the bottom of her underwear against the top of his legs. "Sire… What would you like me to do now…?"

King Piccolo let out a loud moan and threw his head against the headboard of the bed as Frikiza took both of his antennae into her mouth. Why was she even asking him that? She knew exactly what he wanted her to do. She had her amazing, delicious mouth around his antennae, and her tiny little entrance against his crotch, and they both knew she could feel something that wasn't soft! She was going to make him say it, wasn't she? Well he would… before her mouth around his antennae brought an end to this.
"Take…" King Piccolo breathed. "Take off…" He placed his fingertips on the top of her underwear and frowned when he was greeted by that strange piece of fabric. "What the hell are these!" King Piccolo demanded.

Frikiza started laughing, and pulled her lips away.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"What's this?" King Piccolo growled, tugging at the piece of fabric that hung off the top of her underwear. "Is this a skirt?"
"No! They're just briefs – it's decoration." Frikiza replied. "It's pretty."
"It's ridiculous." King Piccolo argued. "Take them off, they're annoying me."
"I'm sorry." Frikiza laughed. "I didn't know you felt so strongly about underwear."
"Neither did I." King Piccolo muttered, causing Frikiza to laugh even harder.
"Okay." She grinned.

Frikiza placed her hands on her underwear and raised her hips, blushing slightly at King Piccolo's eyes on her. He watched her calmly, curiously even. He was keen to see what she looked like fully unclothed. "There." Frikiza said, and threw her underwear on the floor. She looked at King Piccolo, and her cheeks darkened. "… Well?"

King Piccolo remained quiet for a moment, studying her. It was so strange how her skin changed… It was the same consistency from her thighs to her neck, but around Frikiza's private area the colouring changed. The dark pink that coated her legs and tail curved off just above her pelvic bone, and from there upwards her skin was a paler pink. There was a purple plate under her breasts as well, like the one on her head – like the one on Frieza's chest. But… hers was better. It seemed to shape her breasts, and drew attention to her slim, toned stomach. Then those gorgeous hips, those toned thighs… and that part in between. King Piccolo's lips suddenly felt dry. That was it… That was what he wanted. The place where he could fuck her.
"Turn around." King Piccolo ordered. Frikiza obeyed, and King Piccolo licked his dry lips as he gazed at her. Her slender back, her firm buttocks… Delicious. "Okay." King Piccolo said. "Face me." He watched as Frikiza turned around and looked at him, awaiting his next command.
"What should I do now, Sire?" Frikiza purred, sending a shiver down King Piccolo's spine. Why did she sound so sexy when she said that…? Damn!
"Get it out." King Piccolo ordered bluntly. "And sit on it."
"As you wish, Master." Frikiza smirked, and King Piccolo watched eagerly as Frikiza placed her tiny hands on his belt. His skin felt like it was bubbling; King Piccolo could hardly contain his excitement as Frikiza loosened his belt and placed her hand inside his trousers, pulling out his organ. Her hand felt so warm against him. He wanted her to tighten her grip. He wanted her to touch him with both hands, and stroke him… but she didn't. In fact, she wasn't doing anything. Why wasn't she doing anything! "Oh my God…" Frikiza uttered, her eyes widening.
"Huh?" King Piccolo frowned, noticing the way Frikiza was suddenly staring at him. "What's wrong?" What was her problem? She wanted this too, didn't she? Why was she staring at him like that…? Did it look different to what she was expecting…? … Well, of course it did! Of course it wasn't what she was used to – he wasn't an icejin! She should have thought about that before she started this, there was no way King Piccolo was stopping now! If she didn't want to do this then he would just make her!

Frikiza looked at him, and held up a hand.
"Nothing!" She answered quickly. "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just…" King Piccolo frowned as Frikiza's cheeks darkened and she looked away shyly. "It's just… huge."
"Oh." King Piccolo uttered, and smirked. Haha. So it wasn't like Glazio's, then? Of course. That made sense. Glazio was a bleeding heart weakling; it made sense that he would have a weak body as well. Still… Poor Frikiza. She wouldn't be used to this, would she? King Piccolo could only hope that he didn't damage her… Not too much, anyway. "Don't worry, I'll go slow." King Piccolo said with a smug smirk on his lips. "After all… it only hurts at first, right?"
"I'm not worried about the pain…" Frikiza replied, and looked at him. "I just… don't think it'll fit."
"What?" King Piccolo frowned. "Don't be ridiculous, of course it will!"
"Piccolo – look at me!" Frikiza protested, pointing to herself. "It's too long!"
"Well then I'll just put half of it in!" King Piccolo growled, suddenly growing impatient. Dammit she was really starting to kill the mood! She liked him, didn't she? This was maybe her one chance to act upon those feeling – was she really going to blow it away by arguing over his size? What difference did it make to her how much of it he used anyway? Dammit!
"But… I want all of you." Frikiza uttered, and immediately put King Piccolo back in the mood. Oh, that was flattering… She was a greedy little thing, wasn't she? Haha.
"Sorry, Darling." King Piccolo smirked. "You'll have to make do with most of me."
"Yeah…" Frikiza replied. "Or I could just transform."
"Transform?" King Piccolo repeated, a look of confusion sweeping across his face. What was she talking about?
"Yeah – my second form's bigger. It might work in that one." Frikiza nodded. "Do you want to try?"
"I… didn't even know you could transform." King Piccolo said. Frikiza giggled.
"Of course I can! Haven't you ever wondered why Frieza and I look so different?" She asked.
"No…" King Piccolo answered. They didn't look that different…
"He's in his forth form, and I'm in my first." Frikiza explained. "The first is easier to control, so we stay like this – Frieza's only in his forth because he died in it."
"Well… what's the advantage of being in your forth form?" King Piccolo questioned. "If it's harder to control?"
"Because it's more powerful." Frikiza said. "Whenever we move up a form, we get more powerful. Which means…" She looked at King Piccolo and smirked wickedly. "If I transform, I'll gain power. You can handle it, can't you?"
"Of course!" King Piccolo snorted arrogantly. "Just do it!" Actually he was curious to see this 'second form' of hers. Was it really more powerful? That was difficult to imagine.
"Okay. Don't get freaked out." Frikiza said.
"Fine." King Piccolo sighed. Freaked out? As if he would! It couldn't be that different, could it?

Frikiza climbed off King Piccolo to sit beside him, and she started to transform. It was unbelievable to watch. Her entire body started to glow at first, and then she got taller… a lot taller – she was the same height as Junior! Her shoulders widened a little, and her horns grew larger, and moved into more of a right-angle shape. Her tiny frame… It was far from tiny now. She was much longer, and wider. It was… different.

Frikiza moved her eyes to King Piccolo, and her heart sank when she saw the look on his face, like he didn't really know what he was looking at.
"You don't like it…?" She mumbled.
"Uh…" King Piccolo uttered, staring at her. She was… so different! She was still smaller than him, but… She wasn't small. Not anymore. Where was that tiny little waist, and those dainty hands? She actually looked more powerful than him now. It was… sort of off-putting.
"I can change back…" Frikiza offered. "If you really don't like it…?"
"Well…" King Piccolo continued to study her. She wasn't bad-looking in this form… it just didn't look like Frikiza. She was still in proportion – her body was taller and wider, but it still had that hourglass figure. Her breasts were still round and soft-looking, they were just bigger. Than wasn't a bad thing – it just gave him more flesh to play with. Her waist was a lot bigger in this form, but it was still small compared to those hips. Those wide hips, that fell down into that tight ass – there was more of that to play with as well. Maybe he could get used to this form. If he just experimented with it, he could enjoy it… Couldn't he? "… It doesn't feel more powerful." King Piccolo commented, noticing that Frikiza's power level hadn't increased. That could be a deal-breaker. If he was going to have sex with someone that looked more powerful than him, he wanted them to at least feel more powerful. He wasn't about to fuck a giant weakling!
"That's because I'm hiding it – I didn't want to freak you out!" Frikiza protested.
"I won't be freaked out!" King Piccolo snapped. "Just show me your power, would you!"
"Okay." Frikiza shrugged. "Here."

Frikiza unleashed her power, and King Piccolo screamed. Or at least, he thought he did. He had no idea – her power was overwhelming! King Piccolo couldn't even hear his own voice over the sound of her energy and his blood pumping in his ears. What… what was she doing to him! How could she be this powerful! His entire body felt like it was being electrocuted, but in a good way. Somehow, strangely enough… this felt amazing! It was just – warmth! Not just warmth. Sparks, electricity… King Piccolo had no idea how to describe it. He felt shivers running up and down his spine; he felt a hot tingling in every one of his nerves. He felt an overwhelming elation, like he was about to… Oh, fuck. No. No, this couldn't be over yet! He had to finish this – he had to finish it inside her! Oh, how he wanted her body…
"Piccolo…?" Frikiza's voice came from beside him. "Are you okay?"
"Y… Yes." King Piccolo gasped. He sank his claws into the bed sheets and gritted his teeth in a desperate attempt to keep himself under control. He looked at Frikiza, and his fingers started itching as he felt a sudden urge to grab her. "Get on me." King Piccolo ordered.
"Are you sure?" Frikiza asked cautiously.
"That wasn't a question!" King Piccolo roared. "Do it before I kill you!"
"Okay!" Frikiza squealed and climbed onto King Piccolo's lap. "Whatever you say, Master."
"Ohhhh Frikiza!" King Piccolo groaned, throwing his head back against the headboard as that name sent him into another dimension. "How did you know to say that?"
"I know how to please you, King Piccolo." Frikiza purred, placing her lips on his neck. King Piccolo turned his head to allow her better access, uttering a low moan as she kissed his sensitive skin. There was something about this power… It heightened his senses. Her touch, it… it felt unbelievable. He'd never felt anything so intense, so powerful. How was she doing this to him…? "Let me please you, Sire…" Frikiza whispered into King Piccolo's ear, causing him to tighten his grip on the bed.

King Piccolo bit his lip and tried to contain himself as Frikiza shifted her weight to move herself closer to him. He felt himself touch her, and then he felt her around him… Ohhh God that was good… King Piccolo looked up as Frikiza let out a small whimper, and her face twisted in pain for a brief moment. Was he hurting her…? Even when she was in such a powerful form?
"You okay?" King Piccolo uttered. Why had he asked that? He didn't care – he couldn't stop this now. Oh there was no way he could stop this… Her body felt too amazing.
"Yeah." Frikiza breathed, and stared back at him. "Fuck me, Master."

King Piccolo exhaled sharply, and barely had time to breathe before Frikiza's arms were around his neck and her lips were against him, her tongue pushing itself into his mouth. Her tongue felt different in this form… but it was good. Ohhh it was so good. Everything about her was good. Those boobs, those lips, that ass, those hips… King Piccolo closed his eyes and let out a loud moan as Frikiza moved those gorgeous hips of hers down onto him, allowing all of him into her. Oh, fuck. It was so warm, it was so tight… This had to be hurting her.
"Frikiza…" King Piccolo breathed hoarsely, placing his hands around her waist. He held his palms on her ass and groped her hungrily, his face plunging itself into her breasts with an open mouth. Mmm, she tasted so sweet. Her ass was so toned. Her tail…

Frikiza let out a short gasp followed by a moan as King Piccolo moved his hands to curiously sweep across the base of her tail.
"P-Piccolo…" She whimpered. "Master…"
"Mmm…" King Piccolo groaned from the depths of her chest and his hungry hands trailed across Frikiza's tail and onto her hips. He dug his claws into her flesh, then yanked her down fiercely and forced himself up to her, causing Frikiza to scream. Oh, that scream… It was driving him wild! King Piccolo did it again, and let out a moan as the blissful sound of Frikiza's scream flooded his ears.

King Piccolo's excitement grew when Frikiza grabbed him. She kissed him so fiercely it hurt his lips and when her tongue was finished with his mouth she keenly moved it onto his antennae. She attacked them just as fiercely as she had done his mouth, and then drew her lips away just long enough to breathlessly pant to him,
"Fuck me, Master." Oh, yes!

King Piccolo let out an animalistic snarl, and then it became like a battle. He violently threw himself up towards Frikiza and she came down on him just as hard, each time uttering a loud scream that drove King Piccolo wild. He kissed her fiercely and while his rough tongue charged through the depths of her mouth his lustful hands grabbed every inch of her flesh. He couldn't get enough of her. Her smell, her touch, her taste, her warmth, her body! She was driving him crazy! He sank his teeth into her breasts; he bit them and sucked at them and pushed his face into them, leaving teeth marks and claw marks on her flesh as he excitedly attacked her breasts with his mouth and hands. He kissed and bit her neck; he tugged at her ass and clawed at her back, drawing moan after moan from Frikiza's swollen, abused lips, and every moan only made King Piccolo more excited and more aggressive. He couldn't help it, he was going wild with her! He could do whatever he wanted; he could grab her with all the force in his body and she could handle it. Oh hell, could she handle it! She loved his fierceness! She did it back to him. She bit him all over, and she kissed him all over and clenched her muscles around him, making herself so tight King Piccolo thought she was going to break him. Oh, but what a way to be broken…

King Piccolo's eyes rolled into the back of his skull as Frikiza forced her gorgeous body onto him. She threw her head back and moaned loudly, clawing at his back and screaming as he charged at her. Then Frikiza threw herself onto his lips, kissing him so hard King Piccolo could feel it right through to his jaw, and when Frikiza was done with his mouth she moved back onto his antennae… Oh, hell…
"Frikiza…" King Piccolo panted breathlessly, amidst the surge of her power and the wild movements of their bodies. He heard Frikiza whimper back, refusing to tear her lips away from his antennae long enough to speak. King Piccolo couldn't reply. He was made speechless by the divine organ that was Frikiza's tongue on his antennae, and he didn't even know what he would say. Just… don't stop… "Ohh…" King Piccolo groaned and plunged his face into her chest, tightening his grip on her ass. He sank his claws into her flesh and moaned deeply. Oh, this was good… Yes… "Oh, Frikiza…" He tried to contain himself. He didn't want this to end. He didn't want to leave her warm, tight body. He didn't want to pull away from her breasts; he didn't want to let go of her ass. Ohhhh but she was driving him to it… Oh, yes… King Piccolo let out a loud moan as an overwhelming elation flooded his body, and their mating was over.

They both sat breathlessly for a while, panting heavily. King Piccolo leaned back against the headboard and loosened his grip on Frikiza, and eventually she built up the strength to climb off him. She rolled onto her back and lay there beside him with her eyes closed, her breaths still heavy.
"… S… So…" Frikiza uttered after she'd gained enough of her breath back to speak. She opened her eyes and looked up at King Piccolo. "What do you think of my second form?"
"It's… good." King Piccolo uttered, causing her to laugh a little. He stretched out his back and groaned in satisfaction. "That was good."
"Yeah?" Frikiza smiled. Yeah… It was good. He had such a good body, and he was so rough… Was that his first time? Frikiza had to assume, because he'd never even kissed anybody before… But he was so good at it! He knew just how to please her, and he was so confident! He'd done whatever he wanted to her, without being nervous or afraid… He definitely didn't act like a first-timer. He'd liked it, as well… Did that mean he wanted to do it again sometime? Should she ask him…? No… That was too clingy, wasn't it? Then again, if she didn't ask now, it would be too awkward to ask later. … Screw it, she should just do it. Frikiza looked at King Piccolo and smiled a little. "Would you… want to do it again?" She asked.
"Yeah." King Piccolo answered quickly, staring at her chest and the way it was still heaving. It was covered in teeth marks and claw marks. There were claw marks on her hips and ass, teeth marks on her neck, bruising around her lips… He'd done that to her. He had done all of that to her, and she had let him. She had enjoyed it – she'd done it to him! It was so… so satisfying. So satisfying to know that those marks on those large breasts had been done by him, the Demon King Piccolo. He had claimed her breasts, and her lips, and her neck… and those wide hips, and those toned thighs… Oh, she was delicious. "Right now?" King Piccolo grinned.
"Now?" Frikiza replied, her eyes widening. "You can go again?"
"Can't you?" King Piccolo shrugged. Yes, he wanted to do it again. That was great – of course he wanted to do it again! Immediately!
"Yeah, but… are you… ready?" Frikiza asked cautiously, moving her eyes down to King Piccolo's lower region.
"Oh." King Piccolo looked down to see that he wasn't quite prepared. Dammit… "… Give me five minutes." He reached down to place his hand around himself, when Frikiza's tail stopped him. King Piccolo looked at Frikiza questionably, and she stared back with a mischievous smirk on her lips.
"Give me four." Frikiza purred, and stretched out her fingers. King Piccolo watched and his eyes lit up with delight as Frikiza wrapped her soft palm around him.
"Okay." King Piccolo beamed, and in four minutes they did it again.