I settled into a wide stance, knees slightly bent, weight evenly distributed between both legs, as Kakarot hurtled towards me. My hands rose to guard position, fingers curled and ready to deflect or counterattack, with my left hand positioned slightly higher than my right. The air rippled around us as our auras clashed, the sound of crackling energy building in intensity.
Kakarot led with a swift jab, aiming for my nose, his fist flying straight and true. I sidestepped to the right, using his momentum against him, and countered with a hooking punch aimed at his ear. He ducked beneath it, his own fist shooting up in a powerful uppercut that forced me to leap back, avoiding the blow by a hair's breadth.
As I landed, I launched myself upward, feet leaving the ground as I soared into the air. Kakarot followed suit, his body a blur as he rocketed toward me. We clashed mid-air, our fists meeting in a flurry of punches and kicks. I aimed a kick at his stomach, but he blocked it with his forearm, countering with a series of swift jabs that sent me stumbling backward.
I regained my footing, my feet touching down on the ground, and unleashed a swift ki blast, its golden light illuminating the surrounding air. Kakarot raised a hand, palm outward, and deflected the blast with a small burst of his own energy. The explosion sent shockwaves through the air, causing our hair to ruffle and clothes to billow.
Kakarot took advantage of the momentary distraction to launch himself at me, tackling me to the ground. We rolled across the earth, punching and kicking, our movements lightning-fast. I landed a solid punch to his jaw, but he retaliated with a knee strike that sent me crashing into a nearby boulder.
The impact jarred my bones, but I sprang back into action, charging toward Kakarot with a fierce cry. He met me head-on, our bodies colliding in a shower of sparks. We exchanged blows, our fists flying in every direction, until finally, I managed to land a lucky kick that sent Kakarot soaring into the air.
As he flew upward, I seized the opportunity to create a shimmering circle of ki around him. The rope-like construct materialized, binding him with crackling tendrils of golden light. Kakarot's eyes widened as he struggled against the restraints, but I held firm, pouring more energy into the construct.
"Can you break free, brother?" I goaded, my voice dripping with challenge. "Or will you stay trapped, helpless?"
Kakarot's face contorted with effort, his muscles straining against the ki rope. The air around us rippled with tension as he poured all his energy into breaking free. But the more he struggled, the tighter the ki rope constricted, its golden threads biting deeper into his skin.
His aura began to falter, his energy draining away as the ki rope continued to bind him. Kakarot gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with determination, but it was no use. The ki rope was too strong, and he was no match for its draining power.
Finally, with a reluctant chuckle, Kakarot admitted defeat. "I give, I give," he said, his voice strained but laced with humor. "You win this time, Raditz."
The ki rope continued to bind him, holding fast as I approached him with a triumphant smile.
My Soul Talent allowed me to understand Ki on a fundamental level, which in turn enabled me to rapidly develop techniques. In just a couple of hours, I learned to drain Ki, and with such rapid progress, it was clear that my understanding of Ki was far beyond what would be considered normal. With me having to suppress myself to give Kakarot a fighting chance, I decided to replicate and create other useful techniques from the show. The result was that it felt like I had been training for months with my Ki instead of just a couple of hours.
I released my Ki, and Kakarot let out a sigh of relief as the tension in his body eased. A moment later, his eyes sparkled with excitement, and he exclaimed, "That was great, Raditz!" He smashed his fists together, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Let's go again! I'm not going to let you win next time!"
I chuckled, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. It was good to see Kakarot so enthusiastic about training. "Rest now, Kakarot," I advised. "It'll be night soon, and we can continue tomorrow. You need to conserve your energy and work on your technique." I added, "Your use of Ki is still inefficient. You're wasting a lot of energy on unnecessary movements and thoughts." My Martial Talent allowed me to become more efficient every time I fought.
Kakarot nodded, taking my words to heart. He knew I was right, and he was eager to improve. I could see the determination in his eyes, and I was confident that with time and practice, he would be able to catch up with me.
I descended down and entered the building, seeing that Bulma was inside in the living room, smoking and looking tired. "Ah, welcome back, Raditz," she said, as she swayed towards me. I raised an amused eyebrow as she smirked, coming towards me. I crinkled my brows; was she drunk? She was wearing a tank top and a pair of panties only. I doubted that her parents were around.
"Come on, big boy," she said, bending slightly, allowing me to get a look at her cleavage. I chuckled to myself, shaking my head. She was definitely drunk.
"What's gotten into you, Bulma?" I asked, walking towards her. She leaned in close, her lips inches from mine.
"Just a little bored, that's all," she said, her voice husky. "I was waiting for you, daddy. I missed you."
I raised an eyebrow, amused by her boldness. "Missed me? What makes you think I'd be interested?"
Bulma giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, come on. I know you're interested. I can see it in your eyes."
I smiled, playing along. "Maybe I am. But are you sure you're ready for this? You seem a little... tipsy."
Bulma waved her hand dismissively. "I'm fine, I'm fine. Just a little... relaxed. Besides, I want to have some fun. Don't you?"
I chuckled, enjoying the banter. But then I thought about it, and I realized that taking advantage of her while she was drunk wouldn't be any fun at all. I wanted her to be fully aware of what was happening, to be able to respond and participate. Anything less would be... unsatisfying.
So, I decided to give her something to think about for tomorrow. I leaned in, my lips brushing against hers in a searing kiss. Bulma's eyes widened in surprise, and then she melted into the kiss, her body pressing against mine. I deepened the kiss, exploring her mouth with my tongue, and then pulled back, a cocky smirk on my face.
"Something for you to remember tomorrow," I said, winking at her.
And with that, I reached out and gently knocked her out, catching her as she fell. I chuckled to myself, thinking about the look on her face tomorrow when she realizes what happened.
I tried to take her to her room, but the door wouldn't open. I didn't want to break it, so I decided to take her to my room instead. I laid her down on the bed, covering her up with a blanket. As I turned to leave, I felt a tug on my arm. Bulma had reached out and wrapped her arms around me, pulling me down beside her.
She snuggled up close to me, her head resting on my chest. I lay there, feeling a warmth spread through my body, but not reciprocating her cuddles. I wasn't interested in getting cozy, but I'd let her sleep like this for now.
As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn't help but this was going to be interesting...
— Bulma —
Bulma groaned, her head throbbing with a dull ache. She felt an unusual sense of warmth and comfort, which didn't quite add up. She was certain she'd passed out on the sofa, but the sensations in her body suggested otherwise. Not wanting to open her eyes just yet, she began to explore her surroundings through touch. Her hands wandered aimlessly, tracing the contours of a solid, chiselled surface. It wasn't until her fingers wrapped around something hard and long that she realized her mistake. Her eyes snapped open, and she was met with an unexpected sight.
She was in a bed, not on the sofa. And she wasn't alone. Raditz lay beside her, his chest rising and falling with each slow breath. Bulma's gaze dropped to her hand, still wrapped around his erection. Her face flushed with heat as she quickly withdrew her hand, her mind racing with memories of the previous night. She vaguely recalled drinking, feeling bored and restless, and then...and then Raditz. The details were hazy, but the look in his eyes, the way he'd kissed her – it all came flooding back.
Bulma's eyes darted to Raditz's face, but he seemed to be sleeping peacefully. She let out a quiet sigh, trying to process her thoughts. What had happened last night? How did she end up in his bed? As she thought back, fragments of their conversation began to resurface. She remembered teasing him, flirting shamelessly, and then...proposing a night of fun. Her words, "Come on, big boy," echoed in her mind, followed by Raditz's amused smile. She looked outside, it was still night time.
A sly smile spread across Bulma's face as she gazed at Raditz's sleeping form. Well, let it not be said that she hadn't grown from her days of being shy and blushing, she knows what she wants. She licked her lips, her eyes locked on his erection. Her hand began to move of its own accord, slowly stroking his length. Raditz's body began to stir, his eyes fluttering open. Bulma's gaze met his, a spark of mischief dancing in her eyes.
Raditz's eyes narrowed, his gaze focusing on Bulma's hand, still stroking his erection. A slow smile spread across his face, and he reached out, wrapping his fingers around her wrist. "Well, this is interesting." he said, his voice low and husky. Bulma's smile grew, her eyes never leaving him. "It is," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, not stopping her movements in her slightest, as she gave is cock a slight squeeze.
Before Bulma could react, Raditz's hands closed around her waist, and she was suddenly lifted off the bed, turned upside down. She found herself hovering in mid-air, her legs splayed apart as Raditz's face loomed above her. His eyes burned with a hungry intensity, and Bulma's heart skipped a beat as he reached out to claim her.
His hands closed around her breasts, groping them roughly through the thin fabric of her tank top. Bulma's eyes widened as the material strained against his grasp, and then it was ripped away, leaving her bare and exposed. She wasn't wearing a bra, and Raditz's eyes feasted on the sight of her naked breasts. He squeezed them hard, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pinched her nipples, making her cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure.
Bulma's mind was lost in a haze of pleasure as Raditz's hands continued to explore her body. She felt a rush of excitement, her nipples hardening under his touch. She moaned, the sound barely escaping her lips as Raditz's fingers tweaked and pinched her sensitive flesh. Her body began to squirm, her hips bucking as she tried to escape the intense sensations.
As she gazed up at Raditz, Bulma's thoughts grew disjointed. She couldn't help but think of Yamcha, her former boyfriend who had left her for another woman. But as Raditz's eyes locked onto hers, burning with desire, she felt a pang of gratitude. Maybe Yamcha being gone wasn't such a bad thing...
Raditz's face drew closer, his lips inches from hers. Bulma's eyes fluttered closed as she pulled him down, their mouths meeting in a fierce, hungry kiss. The world around her melted away, leaving only the sensation of Raditz's lips, his tongue, and his hands, which continued to explore her body with reckless abandon.
As they kissed, Bulma felt herself surrendering to Raditz's passion, her body responding to his touch with a fervor she couldn't contain. She felt her panties being pulled down, exposing her to Raditz's gaze. He broke the kiss, his eyes dropping to her crotch as he let out a low growl.
Bulma's face flushed with heat as Raditz's fingers delved into her folds, stroking her sensitive flesh. She felt a rush of wetness, her body responding to his touch with a flood of arousal. Raditz's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze burning with desire as he inserted a finger into her, making her cry out in pleasure.
"Oh, Raditz," she moaned, her body bucking as he began to finger her. "More, please..."
Raditz's face twisted into a snarl, his eyes flashing with hunger. He added a second finger, his movements becoming more aggressive as he fucked her with his fingers. Bulma's body responded with a surge of pleasure, her hips bucking as she tried to meet his thrusts.
But Raditz wasn't satisfied with just two fingers. He added a third, his movements becoming even more intense as he stretched her to her limits. Bulma's eyes went wide, her body screaming in pleasure as Raditz's fingers pistoned in and out of her.
As Raditz continued to finger her, he also resumed his assault on her breasts. He pinched and twisted her nipples, making her cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure. Bulma's body was on fire, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of Raditz's touch.
Raditz's fingers moved in and out of her, his thumb rubbing against her clit, making her body jerk with pleasure. Bulma's eyes rolled back, her head thrashing from side to side as she tried to process the sensations that were overwhelming her.
Suddenly, Raditz's hands closed around her waist, and Bulma felt herself being pushed down into the bed. She landed with a soft thud, her body sinking into the mattress as Raditz's weight came down on top of her.
Bulma's eyes locked onto Raditz's, her gaze burning with desire. She knew what was coming next, and she couldn't wait. Raditz's eyes flashed with hunger, his face inches from hers. He was ready to take her, to claim her as his own. And Bulma was more than happy to let him.
As they gazed at each other, Bulma felt Raditz's cock pressing against her entrance. She knew that she was ready, that she was desperate to feel him inside her. She arched her hips, her body begging for him to take her. And as Raditz's eyes locked onto hers, she knew that she was about to experience pleasure like she never had before.
As Raditz's eyes locked onto Bulma's, she felt a shiver run down her spine. His gaze was intense, filled with a hunger that seemed to consume him. She knew that she was ready, that she was desperate to feel him inside her.
Raditz's hands closed around her waist, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pulled her closer. Bulma's body responded, her hips arching as she tried to meet his thrusts. But Raditz was in no hurry, his movements slow and deliberate as he teased her with his cock.
Bulma's eyes rolled back, her head thrashing from side to side as she tried to process the sensations that were overwhelming her. She felt Raditz's cock pressing against her entrance, his tip rubbing against her clit, making her body jerk with pleasure.
"Oh, Raditz," she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please, take me."
Raditz's eyes flashed with hunger, his face inches from hers. He was ready to take her, to claim her as his own. And Bulma was more than happy to let him.
Slowly, Raditz began to push into her, his cock entering her with a slow, deliberate thrust. Bulma's body responded, her muscles clenching around him as she tried to pull him deeper.
As Raditz continued to thrust into her, Bulma felt her body begin to build towards a climax. She was on fire, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of Raditz's touch.
But Raditz was in no hurry, his movements slow and deliberate as he teased her with his cock. He pulled out, his tip rubbing against her clit, making her body jerk with pleasure.
Bulma's eyes rolled back, her head thrashing from side to side as she tried to process the sensations that were overwhelming her. She felt Raditz's cock pressing against her entrance, his tip rubbing against her clit, making her body jerk with pleasure.
"Oh, Raditz," she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please, take me."
Raditz's eyes flashed with hunger, his face inches from hers. He was ready to take her, to claim her as his own. And Bulma was more than happy to let him.
As Raditz continued to thrust into her, Bulma felt her body begin to build towards a climax. She was on fire, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of Raditz's touch.
Raditz's movements were slow and deliberate, his cock sliding in and out of her with a rhythmic motion. Bulma's body responded, her muscles clenching around him as she tried to pull him deeper.
As the minutes ticked by, Bulma felt herself becoming more and more aroused. She was on the verge of a climax, her body tense with anticipation.
And then, just as she thought she couldn't take it anymore, Raditz's movements slowed. He pulled out, his cock hovering just outside her entrance.
Bulma's eyes snapped open, her gaze locking onto Raditz's. She saw the hunger in his eyes, the desire that seemed to consume him.
"Please," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Don't stop."
Raditz's eyes flashed with hunger, his face inches from hers. He was ready to take her, to claim her as his own. And Bulma was more than happy to let him.
Slowly, Raditz began to push into her again, his cock entering her with a slow, deliberate thrust. Bulma's body responded, her muscles clenching around him as she tried to pull him deeper.
As Raditz continued to thrust into her, Bulma felt her body begin to build towards a climax. She was on fire, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of Raditz's touch.
And then, in a flash of pleasure, Bulma felt herself come. Her body jerked, her muscles clenching around Raditz's cock as she felt a rush of release.
Raditz's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze burning with desire. He was ready to come, to release himself into her. And Bulma was more than happy to let him.
As Raditz came, Bulma felt a rush of pleasure. She was filled with a sense of satisfaction, knowing that she had been able to bring him to climax.
'That wasn't enough.' she thought, as Raditz continued his motions, not bothering to stop. He was still hard, his cock still throbbing with desire. She felt a surge of excitement, knowing that Raditz was far from finished.
As Raditz continued to thrust into her, Bulma felt her body responding to his touch once again. She was surprised by his endurance, his ability to keep going even after he had already come. But she wasn't complaining, far from it. She was enjoying every moment of it, every sensation that Raditz's cock was causing inside her.
Bulma's eyes locked onto Raditz's, her gaze burning with desire. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the desperation to satisfy his own needs. And she was more than happy to help him, to let him use her body to satisfy his desires.
As Raditz continued to thrust into her, Bulma felt her body beginning to build towards another climax. She was on fire, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of Raditz's touch. She felt like she was going to explode, like her body was going to shatter into a million pieces.
But Raditz didn't stop, didn't slow down. He kept going, his cock pounding into her with a rhythmic motion. Bulma felt like she was being consumed by him, like her body was being taken over by his desire.
And yet, she didn't want it to stop. She wanted it to keep going, to feel Raditz's cock inside her for as long as possible. She wanted to be consumed by him, to be taken over by his desire.
As the minutes ticked by, Bulma felt herself becoming more and more lost in the sensations that Raditz was causing inside her. She was no longer thinking, no longer rational. She was just a body, a body that was being used by Raditz to satisfy his desires.
And yet, she was loving every moment of it. She was loving the feeling of Raditz's cock inside her, the sensation of his thrusts, the sound of his breathing. She was loving the way he was making her feel, the way he was taking control of her body.
As Raditz continued to thrust into her, Bulma felt herself approaching another climax. She was on the verge of exploding, of shattering into a million pieces. And yet, she didn't want it to stop. She wanted it to keep going, to feel Raditz's cock inside her for as long as possible.
"It's going to be a long night," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
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