As Gure woke up, she felt her muscles ache. It wasn't bad, but she was starting to question where it came from. She made to turn in the bed, only to find that she couldn't. There was something wrapped firmly around her waist. She moved her back against the hard body behind her.
At first, she panicked. But as the memory of the night before flashed before her eyes, she couldn't help but smile. One of her hands moved down, touching the firm rope around her waist and those flashes were confirmed. Tarble's tail was around her waist, which meant that they had spent last night in each other's arms.
Gure made to giggle as she felt a small nibble on her shoulder. "Good morning to you, too," she said and he stopped.
Tarble stared at the tech-tech. His mind was jumbled with the memories of what had happened last night. Everything had felt so…perfect. But this wasn't what a saiyan king should do. He had betrayed Betra by lying with Gure…but he couldn't bring himself to feel guilty about it. He ran his fingers down her shoulder slowly, sniffing at her skin. Why did she have such an effect on him? She was just a tech-tech. But as he began to kiss at her neck, he found that he didn't care about that at all. Her smell was intoxicating. How had he stayed away from it for so long?
"You must be in a good mood." Gure giggled, as his mouth trailed up her neck towards her ear.
He grunted as his hands began to move up her body, touching that soft skin. This had to be what heaven felt like. He was sure of it.
"Tarble, are you going to say anything?" Gure said, trembling as his hands wandered.
He kissed her neck once more. "What is there to say?" He flipped her quickly so that her back was against the bed and he was on top of her. She noted that his eyes were red again, which made her frown. "Why do you look sad?"
Gure looked off to the side. "Tarble…are you happy here?"
His eyes looked down at her. "Why would you ask me that?" He wanted to wipe that frown off of her face.
"You don't look happy." Her hand trailed across his cheek.
"This is my Kingdom. It's where I belong," he stated, watching her eyes fill with tears. "Why are you crying?" He asked, moving to wipe her tears.
"Tarble, I love you," she said, looking up into his eyes.
His heart stopped. Those words not only filled him, but consumed him. Fire began to dance with him. The buzzing in his brain was starting to calm once more and he watched as she smiled up at him warmly. He leaned down, kissing her lips, letting that fire engulf him as it did last night. He would give into his primal desires once more. As each second passed, he felt more complete than he had before. Was this truly the answer to all of his problems? The more he thought about it, why was he here with Betra in the first place? Her smell was never appealing like this. He never really wanted her in the same way. Every night he spent with his queen was one of rough, angry sex that he barely remembered, while last night was coming in clear. He wasn't rough with Gure at all. He had been surprisingly gentle.
Then there was this issue of mating. He had never had the urge to mate with Betra at all, which was very odd. But as Tarble felt Gure's legs go around his waist, his mouth hurt. Mating her was crossing his mind the entire time he was taking her. The sounds she made were turning his resolve into dust. He heard her cry loudly as he finished. Her eyes looked up at him, completely dazed. The look of love was piercing him through the heart. Just as he was about to give in, she leaned up and kissed him. So instead, he decided to devour her lips.
She giggled as pulled off of her. He was purring into her neck once more. "You really can't keep your hands off of me."
Tarble purred as he took in that scent. It was like he was swimming in it. "I can't deny how you make me feel."
"And how do I make you feel?" Gure asked, she wanted to hear those words from him badly.
He sighed. "I shouldn't be doing this." He pulled himself off of her as he tried to tell himself that this wasn't what he needed to be doing.
"Why not?" Gure said, moving upward.
"I have a queen," Tarble said. "She's giving me a child." Even as he said it out loud, he didn't feel guilty at all.
"But do you love her?" Gure asked. She didn't want to hear his answer to that question.
Once more, Tarble sighed. "It's complicated." He got off of the bed and made to get dressed. "I know it was arranged from birth, but I'm not attached to her in that way…if that makes any sense."
Gure wrapped the sheet around her chest. "What does that mean?"
"I've never mated with her," Tarble said. "It's odd, my kind usually have the need to mate when they have sex."
Gure knew the term well enough. "So you don't want to mate with her?" She felt at ease about that.
"When I have lain with her, it's not really something that crossed my mind." As Tarble continued to talk, he couldn't stop staring at her cleavage. His mouth was watering, something about her skin made him want to mark her more than breathing.
Gure looked off to the side, not noticing his gaze. She didn't want to think about Tarble being with Betra, even if she had heard it before. "Have you ever thought about mating?"
"Yes." The words slipped out of his lips without him thinking. He just kept staring at her skin. His tail was lashing around as his eyes continued to bore into that one spot. His jaw hurt.
Gure frowned. "So you would mate with Betra?" She looked up at him, only to find his wild looking stare. His tail was lashing back in and forth in the most primal way. His eyes were on her chest and she felt like smiling, but it was beginning to feel like he was just attracted to her body. "I think I'm going to go and get breakfast started." She stood and began to look for her night gown, only to find it shredded on the floor. She forgot that he had done that. "Do you think you can-?" She didn't have time to react as he pinned her against the wall. His mouth was moving down towards her breasts. "Tarble?! What are you doing?" she asked, confused by his actions. She felt afraid.
Tarble looked up at her, seeing the fear there. Slowly, he backed away. "Excuse me…" What was he thinking? That was close. If she hadn't had stopped him, he would have bitten her.
He left the room, going into a nearby bathroom, leaving her against the wall with some questions.
Gure began to ponder what he was doing, but shrugged. She grabbed something of Betra's and put it on. She needed to go and get cleaned up. She still had more work to do.
Vegeta growled as he finished a training session. When did he get this behind? Kakarot was clearly ahead of him now.
Kakarot smirked to himself. "I told you."
"Whatever." Vegeta said crossing his arms. "Tomorrow, I won't go easy on you."
Kakarot laughed. "So you were going easy on me? Like I believe that."
Vegeta grumbled. "Don't even think that you've won, Kakarot." He was going to get back at the top. He just needed to get back into training again. This wouldn't have happened if he was keeping his eyes on Tarble. "See me at dawn and we will see who the stronger one is."
Kakarot was about to say something smart, but froze as he sensed something. He moved about the room, looking for source of the large number of Ki's coming their way. "That will have to wait."
Vegeta smirked at his former student. "So you admit that I would kick your ass." But Kakarot didn't answer, making the emperor frown. Something was up. "What do you sense?"
Kakarot closed his eyes as he tried to figure out the number. "Thousands are coming." His eyes opened as he found the one Ki was looking for. "The commission is at our doorstep."
Vegeta growled. "So they have a death wish?"
"They will be here within an hour." Kakarot said. "We should prepare for them."
Vegeta nodded. "Alert the troops. We will have the civilians move this time." There were too many deaths during their last invasion, most of which were those without the ability to fight.
Kakarot nodded. "I'll send an alert to my father and brother. I don't want Chichi or Gohan anywhere near this." The commission would be looking for him and Chichi. There was no question about that.
"Get your family moved, Kakarot. I will spread the alarm." The emperor knew what the captain was feeling. Kakarot was uneasy, as was he. Neither of them had mastered the second form. They didn't want to put their families at risk.
Kakarot flew off as Vegeta moved over to a communications panel. "I need our troops ready and waiting."
"But sir…it's kind of late in the day for that." The officer said.
"Do you dare to defy me?" Vegeta snarled.
"No, sir…but." The man began.
"This isn't some drill. An enemy is on its way here." Vegeta ordered. "Put out an evacuation notice for the children and lesser fighters. We need the heaviest hitters we have." He wasn't going to underestimate what Kakarot had told him. His captain was guessing the number, but knowing the commission, the emperor wouldn't put it past them.
"My lord…" The man sounded uneasy.
"This isn't going to be easy," Vegeta growled. "But do as I say." He slammed the communication receiver down.
As he walked down the hall, towards his chambers, Vegeta could hear the alarm going off outside.
Bulma came out of their bedroom, only for him to pass her without words. He began to change his armor. Going from his training gear to his battle armor. "Vegeta, what's going on?"
"Get down to the lower chambers with the others," Vegeta said quickly.
"But what is coming?" She sounded worried.
"The commission has come to destroy us," Vegeta growled with anger.
Bulma looked at him in fear. "But we haven't recovered from the Cold Empire…"
"We will survive. We always do," Vegeta said. "Find Chichi and Gine in the underground, you will be safe with them."
Bulma stared at him in shock. "But what about you…?" She knew he was going off to fight, but she was scared.
Vegeta noticed that something was off with his mate. Usually, she had more confidence in him. He shrugged it off as nerves. "I will fight like I always do. I have to defend my kingdom." That wasn't the only thing. What would stop them from going to the moon after this? There was no way that Tarble could hold off that many soldiers on his own.
The emperor moved by his queen, giving her a kiss before he exited the room.
Bulma fell to her knees. She knew it would be better to say something, but Vegeta ran off before she could tell him. Her fears were consuming her. If Vegeta and the others failed, then what could she expect for the new life growing inside of her?
Bulma pulled herself up, going out of the room, finding her mate still standing there. He was shouting commands into a receiver. "I don't care what you have to do, get this city evacuated!" He slammed it down and made to walk away.
"Vegeta…" He stopped and looked back at his mate.
"Bulma, I can't be late," He chided.
"Just promise me that you'll come back." He was going to tell her that it was fine, when she continued. "For both of us."
"Both?" Vegeta's eyes went wide as he stared at her. He walked closer. "You don't mean…" Her uneasiness now made sense. "You're with…"
Bulma nodded. "I'm pregnant."
Vegeta couldn't help it. The feeling of pure joy going through him right now was intense. He walked over to his mate, kissing her with everything he had. "I will return." He said with a grin. "I wouldn't miss out on something this important, would I?"
She smiled back at him, letting go of his armor as he walked away. "Oh, Vegeta, one more thing." He looked back at her again, his heart lifting up as he saw the confident woman he mated with spring back to life. "Give them hell!"
To Be Continued…
Author's Note
I am moving to archive of our own. None of my current adventure stories will be affected by this move, though they will be added to that account as well. All new stories will be posted on archive of our own in full, while only some stories will be posted in part on fanfiction. My archive username is pikajo14.