SLAM!
"BOY!"
Trunks reluctantly pulled away from Halley when he heard his bathroom door slam open, followed by Vegeta.
"Yes, Dad? Don't you knock?" Trunks asked, annoyed as Halley hid her face in his shoulder, lightly panting.
"He left." Vegeta informed Trunks that Goten was gone.
"Ok… And? Good." Trunks responded, rubbing Halley's back.
"I hope you see the importance of marking her now—now." Vegeta firmly told Trunks, not backing down this time.
"Good God, Dad! Seriously? Will you relax? Goten's not going to do anything to Halley; he's not that stupid. Don't worry; I'll mark her sometime today!" Trunks snapped back.
"No: you'll mark her now!" Vegeta ordered, standing there.
Trunks was about to argue when he heard Bulma storm into the bathroom after Vegeta.
"Vegeta get out here—NOW! Leave them alone! It's already bad enough he has to mark her whether she wants it or not because of that asshat! He doesn't have to mark her this instance! Let them at least eat first!" Bulma ordered, snapping at her husband.
"Damnit, Wo—" "Umm… If it's that important: you can mark me when we get out." Halley softly spoke up, interrupting Vegeta, looking into Trunks's eyes.
"Well, it is important, yes. But we'll wait until after we eat—and I think Mom wants to cut your hair. This way, we have a plan, and you have time prepare yourself. You do realize just how painful marking is, don't you?" Trunks firmly replied before asking.
"Yes, I've heard. Mom said something a long time ago. Uncle Venus and Aunt Raye said something—and I heard them. I heard when Uncle Venus marked Aunt Raye. I also know different races hurt more than others. But—I know this is important. And I know it won't hurt forever. I also know you'll do your best to make me comfortable—and you'll always be there." Halley softly answered and explained, looking at Trunks.
"You know… You're a lot wiser than other girls I knew or dated. No, I won't leave and will always be there for you—except for when I have to go to work. And while I wish I could make it less painful for you; I can't. But what I can promise is that I'll wait for you to say you're ready and comfortable." Trunks told Halley, pulling her him again.
"Same for when you take my virginity?" Halley softly asked, throwing Trunks off a little.
"Yes and no. When that happens, I'll make sure you're comfortable—and I'll do my best to try to make sure that pain goes as quickly as possible." Trunks promised, leaning down, mere inches from her lips.
"But Mom said that for Venarians, it hurts more than a Saiyan, Human or Nekodian." Halley softly argued, waiting for Trunks's lips.
"Shhh… When that time comes, we'll figure it out. For now, we'll go with the flow." Trunks replied before capturing her lips again.
"Brunch is ready!" Bulma called from Trunks and Halley's room.
"Damnit… I suppose we should head out before one of them comes in again." Trunks sighed, pulling away from Halley again.
Halley didn't reply; she waited as Trunks turned the water off and the two got out.
Ten Minutes Later:
"It's about time you two got out. Eat before food gets cold—and then you can mark her." Vegeta impatiently told Trunks.
"Jesus, Dad!" "Vegeta!" Trunks and Bulma snapped in response.
"Trunks?" Gohan asked, getting Trunks and Halley's attention.
"Gohan—what are you still doing here?" Trunks asked, watching Gohan.
"I just wanted to apologize to Halley for me and Goten sending our argument to her. I also want to apologize to you for Goten's behavior today. I knew something was going on with him, but I didn't know it was this bad. If I had known it was going to escalate like that, I would've told you sooner or something." Gohan apologized to Halley and Trunks.
"Thank you, but it's not your fault. Goten's not a bad guy: I know this. But I don't think I can forgive him for this one. And I just don't trust him anymore. I don't think we're ever going to be friends again. Or if we do end up being friends again; it won't ever be the same. I don't want to have to be on guard with Halley around my friends because they want to do indecent things with her to get revenge for something that happened years ago." Trunks replied as Halley stood next to him.
"I understand completely. But uhh… I have to get home. Videl and Pan are waiting for me—and breakfast. Which reminds me: thanks for breakfast. And I'll bring back the plates and tupperware when the weather calms down." Gohan replied before stating.
"Thank you. See you around." Trunks replied with a small smile.
"It's no problem, Gohan. I hope you, Videl, and Pan enjoy everything." Bulma happily replied.
At the same time, Vegeta was huffing in a corner while Piccolo waited for Gohan.
"I'm ready." Gohan told Piccolo, holding a bag of breakfast foods.
"Come on." Piccolo replied before teleporting away with Gohan.
"Don't even. Come on; have a seat. Breakfast is ready. As promised, I've got your pancakes, French toast, waffles, and hashbrowns. As I mentioned before, there's also sausage, bacon, scrambled eggs, and omelets. None of us really eat porridge—and you said you didn't like it, so I sent that all with Chi-Chi, Goku, Gohan, Videl, Pan, and Goten. And we do have syrup, but we'll let you add what you'd like; we don't want to add too much or too little." Bulma happily told Halley after firmly stopping Vegeta before he could say anything.
"You can sit here." Trunks insisted, pulling a chair out for Halley next to him.
"Oh, umm… Thank you." Halley softly replied to Bulma and Trunks, allowing Trunks to lead her to a spot.
"Vegeta, get over here and eat! He's going to mark her after a little bit!" Bulma snapped at Vegeta after noticing him just standing in the corner.
"You're lucky I love you." Vegeta grumbled, sitting down.
"What was that?" Bulma demanded, glaring at her husband.
"Nothing, Love. The food's delicious." Vegeta replied, trying to save his ass.
"You haven't eaten anything yet." Bulma stated, watching her husband.
"Well, I'm sure it's amazing like all your other food you make." Vegeta replied, watching his wife.
"I love you, too." Bulma told Vegeta with a small smile.
"You've been together long?" Halley asked Bulma and Vegeta, shifting in her seat a little.
"Well—Trunks is twenty-five. Vegeta and I just kind of started hooking up once he came over to our side. When he first came to Earth over twenty-eight years ago, he was evil—and was trying to destroy everyone here. However, he started coming around and we started a rocky on-and-off-again relationship. After so long, it became—a rocky relationship, but he realized something and came around. It was roughly seventeen years ago when Trunks was eight when we became stable. I mean, I suppose we were stable before, but we weren't—I guess you could say close." Bulma answered with a smile, fondly remembering.
"I came to realize why Kakarot was always beating me—why he always seemed so much stronger. I realized family was more important than becoming stronger." Vegeta gruffly answered, causing Bulma to gush.
"Aww! We love you too!" Bulma happily hugged Vegeta.
"But it's still important to become stronger, right? Aunt Raye used to say it was one of the top five. That changed after she met Uncle Venus, Mom, and me. But being stronger was still in her top five." Halley softly explained.
"What were her top five? Do you follow that as well?" Trunks asked between bites of food, interested.
"Family and love were tied for number one. Having fun was number two. Making sure you and your loved ones were healthy was number three. Becoming stronger was number four. Friends or friendship was number five." Halley softly answered, looking down.
"Why are family and love tied?" Bulma asked, confused. To her, it had always been family and then love. But then a lover can eventually become family.
"I suppose it would be different on Earth, wouldn't it? But it used to be different for Aunt Raye as well—before she met Uncle Venus."
"Umm… Sorry. Uncle Venus, Mom, and Aunt Raye all had family and love tied for number one because for most, family is most important. But for Venarians, who immediately know who they're meant to be with, they immediately bond with their mate. Ummm… A Venarian's mate becomes family the moment their eyes meet. Mom used to say when a Venarian meets their mate, it's an instantaneous connection."
"And then when it comes to family—Mom, Uncle Venus, and Aunt Raye didn't have good families until they met each other—and Mom had me. I didn't know my real grandma died a long time ago. But now it explains why she or Uncle Venus didn't like her. Uncle Venus used to say Grandpa was different—and they didn't get along. The only family Mom and Uncle Venus had, were each other until she had me—and then they met Aunt Raye. And Aunt Raye; she always said she hated her parents and older brother. Her brother hated her because he believes he should've been the one to bear the child destined to have Ares's blood running through their veins. And it's even worse now because I was the one to receive the blood—and I have no Arien blood in me—except for Ares's."
"But umm… Love and family are tied because not everyone has good families, and we generally know who we're meant to be with the moment we meet them—like when I met Trunks." Halley apprehensively explained, slowing down and blushing at the end.
"I love that. It makes so much sense. Sorry. I forgot all about the differences in cultures. I know I said it before: but welcome to the family. And I know it may take you a little bit, but we hope you consider all of us family soon." Bulma happily told Halley, holding herself back. She desperately wanted to hug her, but she didn't want to startle her. Also, Vegeta was holding her back.
"Thank you." Halley softly thanked them as she ate her food.
'God, she's adorable.' Trunks thought to himself, watching Halley blush.
"How's the food?" Vegeta asked, trying to be part of everything.
"It's really good." Halley answered with a soft smile.
And just like that, Bulma was attached to Halley.
"Mom…" Trunks groaned, placing his hand in his face.
"I would say that stops when you mark the girl, but that'd be a lie." Vegeta grumbled, watching Trunks.
"It's ok." Halley softly insisted, allowing Bulma to hug her.
'This is nice. It's different, but Mrs. Bulma reminds me of Aunt Raye.' Halley thought to herself—well, it was supposed to be. Like always: Trunks could hear her. But for now, he'd keep it to himself.
"So, when you're done eating; would you like for me to cut your hair to make it even again?" Bulma asked, looking at Halley.
"Ummm… I don't think Mr. Vegeta would like that very much." Halley softly replied.
"Don't worry about Dad; I'm still going to mark you. Let Mom cut your hair and while she does that, we can come up with a plan." Trunks insisted, smiling gently at Halley before glaring at Vegeta.
"A plan?" Halley asked, confused.
"Yeah. Sorry. What I mean is I can look for a spot on you to mark, so I can better figure out how to make it so you're at least a little comfortable." Trunks clarified what he meant.
"Oh." Halley softly replied.
"Don't give her false hope. The marking process is painful, no matter where you do it. If she has a high pain tolerance; she may be fine. But if her pain tolerance is low; she's going to be in a lot of pain. As for where you're to mark her: you have to options: her shoulder or her neck. Anywhere else could do severe damage or put her into a coma." Vegeta explained, not sugarcoating anything.
"Vegeta!" "Dad!" Bulma and Trunks exclaimed, shocked.
"What? It's the truth." Vegeta replied like it was nothing.
"That's not the point!" Trunks yelled, standing up.
"I know you want to comfort her, but do you really want to do that by lying to her?" Vegeta sternly asked, watching a pissed off Trunks.
"I'll be back in a little bit. I need to be alone." Trunks insisted, standing up.
"Wait. Please." Halley stopped Trunks, standing up as well.
"Hmm?" Trunks hummed, turning to look at Halley.
"I'm sorry." Halley apologized, causing Trunks to nearly fall over.
"You have nothing to be sorry for, Dear. My husband is just an inconsiderate jerk sometimes." Bulma insisted, watching Halley.
"Maybe so, but I need to say something. Mr. Vegeta's right—about marking be painful. I do know this. Mom said something about it once or twice when I was younger. Uncle Venus and Aunt Raye mentioned it a few times—and I heard when Uncle Venus marked Aunt Raye as his. Aunt Raye was a very tough lady—and it was very painful for her; she screamed a lot. I know what you are trying to do, but I know the truth: I know I am a lot more sensitive than Aunt Raye was; I know it's going to hurt a lot." Halley explained, looking at Bulma and Vegeta.
"Ok. But Halley, that's not the point." Trunks started only to stop, noticing the confusion on Halley's face.
"The point?" Halley asked, confused.
"I said what I said because I wanted to try to ease you into it. I know you know it's a painful process; we talked about it a little already. But no matter how much you know that; I can still tell you're scared." Trunks explained.
"Of course, I'm scared. I don't handle pain well. But I know it needs to be done. And I know that after it's done, that means, I'll be bound to you—and that you will always protect me. I know that you will always be there. I know what you are doing, and I want to thank you for that. I know you are not lying to me; you just care. Thank you, but you don't need to protect me from this." Halley wisely explained with a soft smile, watching Trunks, shocking him—and Bulma and Vegeta.
Honestly, Vegeta thought Halley was a naïve girl who knew the bare minimum—of anything.
Bulma knew very little about marking before she let Vegeta mark her; she learns something new from Halley every day.
Trunks sat down at the table and started eating again.
"I thought you wanted to be alone." Halley spoke, confused.
"No, I'm good. You helped me. Thank you." Trunks replied with a smile.
"Oh. You are welcome." Halley replied, sitting down—confused.
Half An Hour Later:
Bulma made Vegeta do the dishes as punishment for how he acted while she cut Halley's hair.
Meanwhile, so her new haircut would be a surprise, Trunks went to his room to wait for Halley to come to him.
"Ok. How short do you want your hair?" Bulma asked once she had Halley ready.
"Umm… Not short." Halley nervously answered, not understanding.
"Ok. I think I've got an idea. Now, I just want you to remember that hair grows back. Now, just hold still; don't move unless I tell you. Ok?" Bulma instructed, watching Halley.
"Ok." Halley softly replied.
Fifteen Minutes Later:
"What do you think?" Bulma nervously asked, handing Halley a mirror.
Bulma had accidentally cut Halley's hair a little shorter than planned.
Halley's hair was now to her lower back and was slightly curled at the ends instead of reaching her just above her knees.
"I love it. Thank you." Halley enthusiastically answered, looking at her hair.
Honestly, Halley wasn't sure she'd like having shorter hair; she's always had long hair past her hips. But she generally appreciated what Bulma did.
"Good. Now, go get marked already. It's bad enough Trunks put it off this long." Vegeta hurriedly pushed Halley to go to Trunks.
"Right. Thank you, Mrs. Bulma." Halley thanked Bulma, quickly hugging her before heading to Trunks.
With Vegeta & Bulma:
"Ok. You come with me—now." Bulma demanded once Halley shut the door behind her; she led Vegeta to the spare room they were staying in.
"What? He needs to mark the girl now." Vegeta sternly told Bulma once they were behind closed doors.
"What is your issues? There's more to Trunks marking Halley than you're letting on. There's more than that Mr. Zizzlo or Goten—not that Goten would actually do anything. What is going on?" Bulma demanded, watching Vegeta.
"That girl is half Venarian and Nekodian." "Yes, I believe we've established that already. We've also established that she's the only one of her kind." Vegeta started only to be interrupted by Bulma.
"Listen to me, damnit. She's not human whatsoever, so you or human males wouldn't understand, but Saiyans are strongly attracted to a Venarian or Nekodian's scent. Do you know why most Venarians do not like Saiyans? It's because—when my great grandfather was in charge, he led a group into Venus and raped several of their women. There's something about Venarians that call out to Saiyans. Nekodians aren't so bad—unless they go into heat. No man (of any race) can resist a Nekodian in heat. Honestly, it's amazing Trunks hasn't pounced on the girl yet, but I can tell he's having a difficult time holding back. Goten said the things he said because of the attraction a Saiyan has towards a Venarian. However, the nastiness in his words was the human in him fighting the Saiyan. Even Gohan and Kakarot struggle around the girl. Clearly, she has no idea the affect she has on us—because if she did; she'd be afraid of and avoiding us. That's why Trunks needs to mark her. The moment she becomes his, nobody can touch her without his permission. Not to mention, my father told me that female Venarians who were already marked and claimed, they had no attraction to." Vegeta calmly yet sternly explained.
"You raped a bunch of innocent girls?!" Bulma shrieked, horrified.
"No. My great grandfather did. My grandfather hated Venarians, and my father made it a rule that we don't go near Venarians or Nekodians who were in heat so that wouldn't happen again. My dad and grandfather were a lot of things, but they weren't rapists; it went against everything they stood for. And for crying out loud, woman: you know me; you know rape goes against what I stand for. I am pushing Trunks to mark the girl because I don't want to do anything to her. The only woman I love is standing right in front of me right now. Yes, I told Trunks earlier—before he went to his room. That's why he punched me. But he understands it now." Vegeta explained, folding his arms across his chest.
"I'd punch you too if you were after my lover. But seeing as you just said something so sweet to me, I guess I can forgive you." Bulma told Vegeta with a smile.
"He didn't punch me because my urges make me want to fuck the girl; he actually hugged me because I honestly don't want to. He punched me because I didn't tell him sooner." Vegeta explained, grumbling a little.
"Why didn't you tell him beforehand—or me for that fact?" Bulma asked, watching Vegeta.
"Because I figured if he just marked her on the threat of Mr. Zizzlo looming, there'd be no point. Once he marked her, I'd want nothing to do with the girl—other than her being our daughter-in-law." Vegeta answered, watching Bulma.
"That's stupid." Bulma told Vegeta with a blank look in her eyes.
"I know." Vegeta grumbled, earning a smile from Bulma.
"I love you." Bulma told Vegeta, hugging him.
"I love you, too." Vegeta replied, hugging her in return.
"What's wrong?" Bulma asked, pulling away.
"We may want to stay back here. With how handsy he was getting with her in the shower, I don't think he'll be able to last much longer." Vegeta answered with a sigh.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Bulma asked, watching Vegeta.
"Seriously, Woman? Sex. I believe they're going to have sex. The Saiyan in him wants the Venarian in her. Then there's the fact that they're mates and are meant to be. I can see that he loves her, and she loves him already. No, maybe sex wasn't planned. But I highly doubt they'll be able to last. Think about it. He hasn't had sex in nearly a year—and he's already strongly drawn to her. The girl's a virgin; she's at an age, where in her races, she's curious and ready. Not only that, but she's strongly attracted to Trunks. You do the math." Vegeta explained, frustrated.
"If they do go all the way, do you want to listen or watch them?" Bulma asked, shocking Vegeta.
"Excuse me?" Vegeta asked, watching his wife.
"I'm not exactly excited about seeing or listening to my son have sex—and I don't think you are either. But Halley: there's something about her, right? Maybe listening to her, we could get turned on and have some of our own fun." Bulma suggested, watching Vegeta closely.
"You know—I love the way you think. Let's go. And if they don't do anything, we can still figure something out." Vegeta replied with a wicked smile.
"Agreed. Let's go." Bulma agreed before leading the way to the kitchen.
With Trunks:
Trunks's P.O.V.:
That damn bastard!
That's why he wanted me to mark Halley so bad—so he no longer wants to fuck her.
Take a deep breath.
At least he's thinking of her.
At least he doesn't want to hurt her.
He doesn't want to ruthlessly fuck her.
But I do.
Well, I don't want to just fuck Halley; I genuinely want to take and make love to her.
I want to put my cock deep inside of her and love her.
It was bad enough before, but now… Now, I don't know.
Before I could control it—at least a little bit. But now, knowing that not only Goten wants to fuck Halley—out of revenge or whatever; Dad, Gohan, Goku, and probably Kolby wish to fuck her as well. And that's just because of what she is—because she's half Venarian.
I get it, but I really don't get it at the same time.
The only thing I do get—one hundred percent—is that she's mine.
Halley belongs to me.
Damnit.
I'm turning into my father.
And—I'm getting hard.
"Trunks, are you ok?" I heard Halley's soft voice ask.
"Halley? When did you get in here? Mom did an amazing job on your hair; you look so beautiful. Oh. Sorry; I ignored your question. Yeah, I'm ok. Why do you ask?" I asked, watching her.
"Something's sticking up in your pants." Halley answered, pointing to my crotch.
"Oh, yeah. That's my penis. You don't know much about sex, do you?" I asked after something clicked in my head.
"I know men have penises, but I didn't know they stuck up like that. Uncle Venus's never did. But no, I don't know much about sex." Halley softly answered, blushing.
"Oh, I'm sure it did. But I'm also sure your uncle hid his from you and only showed it to your aunt. Trust me: when a man's penis gets hard like this, it's generally only for the woman they love. Come on. Are you ready?" I explained before becoming serious, patting the bed for her to get in.
"Yes, I'm ready. Also, I'm not a woman." Halley shyly answered, climbing into bed.
"Last I checked you were female." I told her, a little confused.
"Women are females who have had sex already. I'm still just a girl." Halley clarified, blushing, watching my boner.
Damnit.
"Come here." I instructed, pulling her to me, making her gasp a little.
"Is this how you mark me?" Halley asked, confused.
"No. I'll get to that in a minute or two. For now, I'm going to show you something else. However, if you tell me you're uncomfortable; I'll stop. Ok?" I asked, holding her still on my stomach.
"Yes. Huh! Mmmm!" She softly answered. She then gasped and moaned a little when I slowly pushed her onto my cock and held her still.
"Are you ok?" I asked, watching her.
"Y-yes." Halley answered, blushing big time.
Normal P.O.V.:
"Can I take your shirt off?" Trunks asked, tugging at the hem.
"MmmHmm." Halley shyly nodded her head.
Her shirt had to come off in order to mark her anyway.
Slowly, Trunks lifted Halley's shirt over her head before dropping it to the floor.
"Mmmm!" Halley moaned again when she felt Trunks's cock twitch against her.
After a few minutes of just sitting there, Trunks pulled Halley down to him and flipped them over so he was on top of her.
"Trunks?" Halley asked, confused.
"I have to mark you—now." Trunks answered, looking her in the eyes.
"Do you feel Mr. Zizzlo close?" Halley asked, looking around, scared.
"Yes and no. I think he knows I'm about to mark you: I can sense his anger. However, he doesn't know where you are. Or if he does, I was told he can't get to Earth. But as I've learned in the past, that doesn't always mean shit. Anyone, if they become desperate enough for something, will find a way to get to it. And while I know I don't know you all that well yet, I know I love you. And I'm not losing you to him—or anyone." Trunks sternly explained, looking Halley in the eyes.
"Others?" Halley asked, confused.
'She really doesn't know about Dad or them. Maybe I'll keep it that way.'
"Don't worry about them; they won't ever be able to hurt you. Or if anyone does hurt you, they'll have to deal with me." Trunks very seriously told Halley.
"I love you, too, Trunks." Halley softly replied with a smile.
"It's the more painful way, but do you think you'll be able to handle me marking you in your neck?" Trunks asked, looking at the side of Halley's neck.
He wanted EVERYONE to see and know Halley belonged to him.
"I will do my best. Also, if you sit on me and pin me down, I won't be able to move." Halley answered with that same smile.
"You are braver than you give yourself credit for." Trunks told Halley before deeply and passionately kissing her.
Five Minutes Later:
Trunks had to tear himself away from Halley because he started losing control.
Had he kept going, he would've skipped marking her and gone straight into making love to her.
"Can I hold you?" Halley asked, out of breath.
"Take my hands." Trunks instructed; Halley smiled and did what Trunks told her.
Tightly holding her hands, Trunks pinned her arms above her head—after pinning her hips down with his.
"I'm sorry." Trunks apologized before he started nipping at the side of her neck.
"I love you." Halley replied, ignoring his apology.
After a few seconds, Halley felt Trunks's fangs sink deep into her neck. She clutched his hands, digging her fingernails into his knuckles, and did her best not to scream.
However, after only another few seconds, she lost it and let out a shrill, high-pitched scream that seemed to go on forever.
Her legs never thrashed around, but she did repeatedly bend them up and down as she arched her body as much as Trunks's body would allow it.
'I'm so sorry. Just hold on a few more minutes. It's almost done.' Trunks telepathically told Halley as she screamed and cried out in pain.
In The Kitchen:
"Oh, that poor girl. Isn't there anything we can do to help her?" Bulma asked, concerned, sitting at the kitchen table.
"No. Absolutely not; he has to do this on his own. And the girl just has to endure the pain. It'll all be over in just a little bit. With how shrill her screams are, I'm guessing Trunks chose to mark her neck over her shoulder." Vegeta replied, leaning against the counter.
"What does that mean?" Bulma asked, watching her husband.
"Unlike how I bit your shoulder, Trunks bit the side of the girl's neck. Her mark will be visible to all without her having to wear low-shoulder shirts. That being said: he also chose the spot that's the most painful to mark. Now, before you freak out; for the girl's sake, this is what's for the best. Besides, there: it's done and over with." Vegeta explained just as Halley's screams died down.
"He is so lucky he's my son and that I love him." Bulma grumbled, sitting in her chair.
Back with Trunks & Halley:
"Tru-nks." Halley panted, looking at Trunks through blurred vision.
"Shhh… I'm right here. It's done." Trunks whispered in Halley's ear between kissing and sucking away the blood from her neck.
After a minute or two, Halley weakly grabbed hold of Trunks and pulled him to her.
"Halley?" Trunks asked, confused.
"Ple-please. I just want you to hold me." Halley softly pleaded, holding onto Trunks.
"Fine. But we do it my way." Trunks replied, firmly pulling Halley to him before flipping them, so they were laying on their sides, looking into each other's eyes...