Adult-FanFiction.org : Gundam, Beyblade, DBZ, FMA

Saiyan Foster Parent	By : Polymer Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 1714 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 15
- 16
- 17
Lunch on Me!

I don't own DBZ, Toryiama does. I own Atomique, Gohr and Fermi t hough. The rest, sadly not. I don't get paid for writing this fan fiction.

Rated R! There be lemon here!

"Onna! Where the hell is lunch!" called Bejita as he marched into the kitchen. He saw the two women sitting there, and a rather embarrassed alchemist sitting sheepishly in her chair.

"Just a damn minute, Princey� I was doing some useless socializing," Bulma snapped.

"Atomique," Bejita grunted, with a grudging nod.

"Your Highness," she said, glancing at him warily. Bulma winked at her, and pushed her shoulder down into the chair.

"I was about to tell you that I had something brought in, and it's out in the dining room," said Bulma quickly. "So if you stop shouting, you can get cleaned up and stop making an ass of yourself in front of company�"

"I don't want to be any trouble� I wasn't' expecting to�"

"Shut up and listen to the Onna, you silly wench. You're staying to eat with us, and that's final. Don't embarrass the hell out of the Saiyan no Ouji when he's offering you free damn food! If you do I'll get exceedingly pissed� so get your ass into that dining room with that useless Kakkarot and the brats, and Radditzu NOW!" Bejita snorted at her.

"Whatever you say, sir," she shrugged, blinking at Bulma who rolled her eyes. "Thanks� Ithink�"

"Don't mention it, now off with you," Bejita grunted. She got up and walked past, seeing a strange look over his face. He had ceased that disdainful look, replacing it with an odd grunt of tolerance. Especially when she subconsciously put a hand over her neck where the stinging welt was.

Bejita and Bulma started arguing the instant she left. For a moment she stopped to turn and see if everything was all right and crept to stand just inside the door. A slow smile came over her face when she saw why the arguing had ceased. Bulma sat on the kitchen table, as Bejita shoved the plates smashing to the floor. Her legs twined around his waist, and their faces were locked in a passionate lip hold as his gloved hands gripped her hair and his other tugged at her business dress. For her part she was curling fingers in the front of his blue training outfit.

"Okay, I think I've seen enough to make me sufficiently aroused for one day," she half chuckled, walking quickly into the living room area where several maids were tidying up.

She crashed headlong into a solid wall of muscle, and felt someone wrestle her from behind. Instantly she reacted by punching and tossing whoever it was, but found herself flipping over as the room spun. Flat on her back she crashed, landing on something alive and breathing. Her assailant had dragged her around the waist and twisted her into a hold she couldn't break. A hand covered her eyes while a muscular arm pinned her hands behind her back.

"Guess who, little one?" rumbled a familiar voice.

"You are so DEAD!" she yelped, hearing his laughter in her ear.

"Sorry, not the right name. I suppose I must restrain you till you guess correctly," he teased.

"Or else WHAT?" she laughed, as his grip tightening and a furry tail snaked round her waist. He repositioned his hands, flipping her over so she was pinned on the floor under one leg stretched out straight, while he knelt on his other. Both her wrists were snared by one hand, and he began to draw his other all over her ribs to tickle her mercilessly.

"Ah, now what will you do?" he laughed.

"Hey, no fair with the damn tail!" she shrieked, laughter mingling with his as he assaulted her sides, thighs, and other places he could reach with his tail and hand. Twisting her body, she struggled to throw the Saiyan off of her, and jerked her wrists.

"Nice try, but I know you can do better than that," he further teased, reducing her to near tearsas she panted for breath through her laughs.

"You wanted it, you got it, you silly baka," she laughed, her wrists flickering with blue chikara.Transmuting the air to plastic, she shot a load of Styrofoam confetti into his face, blinding him.This gave her the split second to hyperspeed away. But he was standing there in front of her ,laughing as he snared her arms around his waist and lifted her up so she was locked against his chest painfully tight. Both her arms were pinioned at her waist by his strong biceps, while his tail flickered back and forth around his ankles.

"Who's the baka now?" he teased. "And I mean it in the NICEST possible way�"

"You're crazy you know," she panted, feeling the smile spreading on her face as he rubbed her backlightly.

"Crazy because I mated a human so irresistible as you," he snickered, transferring her to one handas he slid his other up to caress her cheek. Swallowing hard she knew what he wanted when he closed his eyes and angled his face to the side.

"Something wrong?" he asked, hesitating. ``I missed you when you had your audience with the RoyalPrincess� is all well?''

"No� nothing you should worry about," she said quickly, squirming. "I just can't touch you when you've got my hands right there and I want to�"

"Sorry love, I forgot," he laughed, releasing her arms so she could move them more freely. Sliding them up and around his neck she accepted the kiss, seeing his eyes again close and his face moving towards hers inextricably. Squeezing her eye shut she told the other part of her to shut up and just accept what was happening. A very handsome and sexy man was giving her a kiss, and she was worried about what his comrades and her friends thought. How silly could she be, she reprimanded herself. Conjuring up images of the Prince and his lady, she pushed those to the forefront to get over her reservations about possible rejection by his friends who might object to this change of events.

Certainly the way, in which his face moved to the other side, claiming her mouth with his soft lips showed he didn't worry about such things. Sliding her fingers over his scalp, she allowed him to part her lips and taste her in that way that made her knees turn to water. Sometimes she had oftenwondered when Paul made love to her, if she was up to his standards. Always she felt like her kisses were awkward and childish in comparison to his steady experienced hand. While she knew he enjoyed making love, he always showed her what to do in terms of what a man and woman did in the bedroom.

In contrast, being with Radditzu was more feeling what was right. He didn't insist on showing herwhat to do, he just did what felt natural. No sense of inferiority or competition, just concern forhis well being emotionally because his motives were straightforward. Strong fingers tightened almostbruising her hips as he lowered her to the floor, and knelt with her before him. Tasting her sweet lips and tongue with his own, he gave a gentle nip to her bottom lip, and repositioned her so she straddled one bent knee.

"Nervous?" he whispered, releasing her from the satisfying kiss. "You shouldn't be? I don't sense anyone walking in� or are you having second thoughts?"

"I don't want to embarrass you or your friends�" she whispered.

"Surely you jest. What I do with my mate is my business alone. Are you concerned about the Prince being offended?"

"Yes�" she whispered, shivering in his arms.

"He knows about our bond, and he approves," said Radditzu with a grin. "As long as we are discrete, he'd be pleased to see that his warriors are."

"Thank god for small favors," she sighed.

"Is that all that troubled you?" he panted, lowering his voice as he pressed her down to the floor. Throwing one leg over her, he supported her head with one hand, and reached down to renew his gentlesweet kiss. Panting and gasping his heartrate increased, and she whimpered in sudden delight as his hands rubbed her chest through her jacket. He began to fumble with the fastenings as he arched over her.

"I can help�" she whispered.

"And spoil� my amusement, I think not, little one," he panted, his eyes dark with desire.Yet there was a bit of innocence present, that this was all new to him. This side was just as much part of him as the fierce warrior and purger of worlds. Still it was a game to him, something amusing and innocently fun, instead of a dominating competition to charm and seduce her. As she reached up to massage the muscles on his bare legs he groaned, digging his fingers in and tearing the shirt from her arms.

"Sorry� can't help it�" he mumbled, burying his face in her neck.

"No it's okay� don't let that stop you� if you want this� because�I�"

"Good," he whispered, giving her a small mischievous look of pleasure that she was finally letting herself enjoy being with him like this.

Under her bared back the carpet was soft. He shed his armored vest and crossed his arms to remove the weighted clothes as he pinned her between his thighs. She reached up, and he placed her hand to run over his chest as he threw the garments to the sides. Leaning down he ripped the fabric of he rbra easily with a flick of his fingers, and added it to the pile. She let her inhibitions go as she grabbed at his shoulders and arms. Soft hair and hot breath tickled and fanned now bare skin as he kissed a path between her breasts. Her hand held his face to her as he teased and enjoyed what shehad to offer.

Soon he had released her from the floor, and pulled her to straddle him as he sat in a lotus position. The soft fur from his tail flickered briefly over her arms and undressed chest, before he pulled her close to him. Only the cold metal of his wrist weights pressed into her back as he repositioned her legs around his waist and tugged at her loose pants. She whimpered with relief when silk ripped and he threw them aside as well.

"I'll make sure you have all the garments you require," he promised breathlessly before devouring her lips again. Gold energies surged from his bare skin through hers, and she knew he was sharing some of his energy. Somehow the nips and tugs of his strength weren't as painful, and she couldsqueeze and nip as well at hard flesh moving against hers.

Somehow he'd removed his boots and enough clothing to guide her where she ached for him the most. Both were whimpering against one another's lips as his hands slid in to touch her to her surprise. She yelped at his boldness, shivering in relief at his strong fingers entering her body. They only temporarily assuaged her quivering need, and he grunted in satisfaction when she reached for him. The AE spandex hid nothing. Clearly there was no complaint from her side that she enjoyed the feel of him crushing her to his muscular form. Yet she temporarily wondered if he was disappointed to see her in full daylight bared in his arms.

"No, you're beautiful, so don't you dare abase yourself in my presence," he growled into her neck. "I'm sorry� I can't wait, I must mate with you now and here�"

"If you don't do it now, we might not be able to�" she panted, panicking at the though ofsomeone walking in on them. She would die of embarrassment for sure. Fortunately as he slid down his AE suit and repositioned whatever clothes remained, it was a forgone conclusion she didn't need much more to bring him to where she was. In fact he was all ready for her, and she was aching for completion.

His deep voice groaned with relief when he seized her hips and she moved forwards. His waist was agood fit for her legs that lovingly embraced him. Her mouth opened wide, unable to make a sound as he joined with her, and began to move. Sobbing, she gritted her teeth and muffled her voice in his massive shoulder while he nipped at her ears, and throat with his own low gasps and grunts. All shecould do was whimper his name as he increased his assault to push her to the edge and beyond, before pulling back and muffling his shout in her mouth. Energies balanced as he opened his chakras and let his ki move between them. Crushingly tight he squeezed her chest, then her thighs and her back as he shuddered with her first climax. It was like being caught in a tsunami from which there was no escape, so she held on for dear life and sobbed as her senses overloaded. Purple chikara swirleda gainst his white, then gold ki sweeping around them.

Simultaneously she felt his thoughts swirling into hers, and she let down the wall she had put upto allow him to enter. He did so timidly at first, then allowed her the same privilege. Because ofher experience with telepathy with Star Child, she knew how to forge the link without losing herself. Fortunately the Saiyan warrior Radditzu made it a more equivalent exchange, sharing what he wanted to without shoving flirtatiously at forbidden areas. Base desires of hunger and a need toplease were refreshing compared to Star Child's hot sexy fantasies and thoughts of blaring music anda thousand other things meant to excite. At first the bond between them had been a soul-forged orgy of physical and sexual images to titillate like a mental porno film. Yet it grew frightening at times for he was by far the more powerful telepath while she had her own empathic abilities to block but not transmit.

This bond was more two way. Because he was a fighter first, there was a more level playing field. For a second she felt his own pleasure reflected back before he went rigid and bit on her tongue todraw blood. Her fingernails bit into his bare back, causing him to whimper as he crashed into her own tidal wave of release. Locked at the hips and impaled, she shuddered and shook when his ki climaxed and he waited for her to convulse before spilling his essence deeply into her.

When her heart rate thudded to normal she was cradled on his lap, nose tickled as he buried his head in her chin. Sweat stuck them together, along with the other things that happened between satiated lovers. A wave of pure white-hot bliss and peace settled over her, and she mourned that such tranquility existed. For that instant the purity of the emotions drifting from him to her tore at her heartstrings they were so beautiful.

His heart slowed and he released his grip ever so slightly. Kissing her hungrily one last time he whispered, "You please me well, my little one. That was incredible�"

"You're telling ME that?" she choked with surprise.

"I would not say it if it weren't true," he purred into her neck.

"Oh hell, we did it now�" she yelped, realizing her state of undress.

"And we can do it again, as many times as I and you desire�" he snarled, thrusting hard into her again. She bit her lip hard, till Radditzu seized it lightly in his bottom teeth. Laying her on the carpet he began to pound into her.

"Oh hell� yes� don't stop�" she cried, thrashing her head back and forth. Her hair spilled around her in a black halo that matched the hue of his own hair. For a moment sh ewondered if he'd hurt her, but then he reached down and shifted his ki towards her to balance theirenergies.

"You should have asked me, love if you needed help," he snarled, biting her ear hard enough to lick blood dribbling from it.

"Just� ohhh I can't stop�"

"Move with me, that's it� just enjoy it fast and dirty and wild," he snarled, biting down again on the place he'd claimed before. Her bone structure flared as she pushed her alchemy into it to increase their density to his surprise. It did not take long for Radditzu to pound her to a blissful orgasm that increased the sticky sensation between them.

"Radditzu, stop screwing around and get your ass in here before I send your brother to get you!" Bejita bellowed. Both of them let go of one another and stifled their laughs.

"Crap," she gasped.

"He approves of our bond, remember," her lover said, drawing his tongue around her lips.

"I have the shirt Kakkarot made me wear� and I believe the rest of your garments areintact," he panted, untangling himself from her and reaching over to grip the bag he'd dropped.While she was sure it contained food she was surprised to see it held a pair of light blue baggy pants, and a sleeveless top. Essentially a change of clothes folded with a dark blue T-shirt. Carefully he lifted it and helped her to dress, and she felt rather silly putting on a change of his clothes, but what was the alternative. The blasted pants were hopelessly too long, but she found them loose and comfortable once he'd helped cinch them up with one of those long sashlike belts. He put himself back together, and leaned down to kiss her once more before they heard a snort from the other room as she retrieved her china flats and socks. Fortunately the silk Chinese jacket she'd worn wasn't too badly damaged, and Radditzu gasped in surprise to see her holding the pieces together and using alchemy to secure the torn threads.

"Impressive� you didn't do that before�"

"I want to remember this," she said, picking up the torn pants and undershirt, which he folded carefully and put in his bag.

"Mmm hmm," he nodded, relieved she wasn't angry with him for his burst of strength.

"Guess we'd better do as he says, or else� I mean he IS your prince, right?" she whispered, feeling his hand grip hers and give it a squeeze.

"You are wise to remember that, life mate," chuckled her 'assailant' as he walked her into the dining room with the others.
- 15
- 16
- 17
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Saiyan Foster Parent