Val rolled sleepily in bed, feeling too warm. She kipped her way free from the sheets and from Piccolo She felt overly thirsty, going to her bathroom and drinking from the tap without a care. She stepped back into the bedroom, stretching her sore limbs and center. She checked the time on her phone, seeing it was still too early to get up properly. She saw both Daiki and Bulma had messaged her, but she figured those messages could wait. She eyed Piccolo asleep on the bed.
She jumped into the bed, pouncing upon him to wake him up. She felt him jump awake as she kissed him hard and fast. She felt his eyes on her as she rolled over top of him. Her hand slipped down his chest and waist, finding him soft at first, but he quickly grew harder under her hand. He breathed heavily, spurring her on to keep her hand going a bit longer before switching hands. She felt him claw at her hair, shakily pushing her head hintingly. She smiled, slipping her head away from his grip and bringing his hand. She kissed him teasingly, even as his hands came into the tangles of her hair, pulling on it with a suggestive grunt. She huffed, pulling her mouth from his abruptly. She pushed the blankets away from them and to the floor. She brought her hand to his on her hair, pressing it down to keep on there. She slipped her head down to his cock, replacing her hand with her mouth. She heard him moan and kip at that before finishing in her mouth quickly.
She swallowed and slipped away off of the bed, going to the bathroom to get more water to rinse her mouth out. She returned to the bed, seeing him there curled up a bit, in an almost vulnerable position. She slid into the bed next to him, bringing her hand to stroke his jaw. His eyes snapped open, an aroused, mischievous look in his eyes. He was on top of her, kissing her and bringing his hand to stroke from her jaw, down her neck, over her chest, across her rib cage, down her waist, and over to the top of her mound, where he began to tease her. She felt a request cross her mind. She pulled her mouth away from his. She stroked across his mouth with barely there fingers. "Hmm, just your hand again?" she said coyly with a hint of disappointment. He grunted at that wordlessly. She watched and then felt him move, bringing his mouth down to her clit to replace his hand. She gasped, feeling herself tighten on the wetness of his mouth and tongue teasing just the outside of her mound. She brought her hand down to grip the side of his forehead, cupping his ear. "Inside," she breathed out softly, feeling herself building up. She felt him hum against her, sounding amused. He drove rougher on clit, hinting the sharpness of his teeth on her. She moaned, tightening up on him and then sighing out when she came.
She panted laying her head back on the pillow beneath her, body relaxed. Her hands rested on her sides. He had taken his mouth off of her, but she could fee he had not moved much farther from her center. After a few seconds, she felt a nervous feeling sinking in her stomach. "Inside?" was all he said in warning before slipping his tongue inside of her.
She gasped over and over, gripping the sheets beneath her. She felt him almost attacking her in his efforts, overwhelming her. She twisted her hips, feeling her legs shake as she gave into his ministrations. She came hard and quick, tightening up on him. She panted, feeling her whole body tremble. Her center had a sweet soreness to it, sensitive to enough that a breeze would arouse her even. He still did had not moved, making her nervous. She started to pull her legs up from around him, but then he moved. He halted her movements, hands clutching at her hips. His mouth came down to her clit again, teasing and sucking on it so roughly that she cried out. He slipped two fingers into her as well, overwhelming her there, too. She kicked beneath him, digging her heels into the bed and pushing against him with no avail. She brought her hands down to his shoulders, digging her nails into his flesh. She fought against him and his onslaught before she felt herself give into him with his name on her lips.
She felt him pull away this time, thankfully. She felt him lay down besides her, hand stroke across her waist. When his hand started to roam lower, she smacked it away, leading to him to laugh under his breath. He leaned his mouth against her neck, making her shiver to feel his hot breath there. He brought her hand down to his cock, feeling how hard he was yet again. "How do you want it?" he breathed against her.
She groaned, still feeling overly sensitive. "How do you want it?" she asked, hoping he would not expect too much out of her after his attack.
"Risk it," was all he said.
It took her a second to realize what he was asking. She looked at him, guiding his chin up to look at him. Looking at his eyes was too innerving, but his mouth was easier. She ran her fingers over his mouth, parsing over his words and the risk of it. Her mind roamed over the thought. She was still stuck as guardian but if he died in the Cell Games in a few days time... She took a deep breath, breaking herself out of her thoughts. She pulled at his shoulders, guiding him to lay over top of her. She brought her hand between the two of them, slipping him inside of her.
She gasped, swearing at how sensitive she felt, clinging to him as he thrusted inside of her over and over and over again. He went slower, more sensually. She felt him finish so quickly, almost too quickly. She felt him start to pull out of her, but she clung to him yet, forehead pressed to his. "Both of us... stay alive... somehow..." she expressed from the heart.