Prince\'s Pet | By : KittyhawkLuvcat Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1691 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Part 1
tap… tap… tap…
The sounds of my Prince's footsteps echoed in the hall. I followed the hem of his cape, crawling on hands and knees, as was my custom. Just up ahead, the door to his Highness's private chambers loomed, and he stopped in front of it, waiting.
I scurried forward to hold it for him, and he smiled, stroking my hair as he passed. I purred.
When we got into the room, Prince Begeta unclipped the lead from my collar with a small -click-. "Korn," he commanded, eyes closed. I knew what he wanted.
"Yes, Oujisama," I replied sweetly. I stood, lifting the royal blue cape from his shoulders and putting it aside. My Prince took a seat on his couch, and I knelt again to remove his boots and gloves, then the top half of his armor, leaving his chest bare. His only covering was a loose blue wrap around his waist.
I slipped out of the room for a moment while he stretched out on his stomach. I went to the cabinet of his Highness's private kitchen, fetching a glass of light wine and my Prince's favorite blueberry scones. Upon returning to Prince Begeta, I found him on his stomach on the couch, feet waving in the air, and his tail curled over his back. He glanced at me through lowered lids as I presented the snack to him.
He sipped the wine. Taking a scone, he motioned for me to set the tray by his hand, which I did. I reached behind the couch…
…and pulled out a brush. {What did you expect? Hentais…} I stationed myself by the head of the couch, running the brush gently and rhythmically through my Prince's royal mane.
"Ah, this is exactly what I need to relax after such a long day," purred Prince Begeta. He settled into the couch and nibbled another scone.
Several minutes later, a steady beeping noise sounded from the monitor on the wall. "Open video link," said his Highness, without opening his eyes. A long-haired guard appeared on the screen wearing a green scouter.
"Your Highness," greeted the soldier respectfully, taking no notice of my Prince's present activity. "The Type-5 trader is visiting the Capital. Would you care to see him?" His Highness opened one eye lazily.
"Have him bring a selection of his best for my inspection."
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