Saiyan Foster Parent | By : Polymer Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 1714 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Unlikely Savior
Tomique blinked up as she saw someone huddled over her. Hands glowed as they smeared a paste over her body. She wheezed when she breathed in, gasping for air. "What the hell… I can't…"
"Shut up and lay still female," Radditzu gruffly ordered.
"I'm the biggest… cough… idiot… letting her… fight me like that…"
"You are. Somehow you gave her a good fight, but I had to intercede before she almost killed you. I still can't believe she took you down so easily because she's a sloppy fighter who's hardly worthy to wear Saiyan armor. She's a disgrace," Radditzu snorted.
"You… fought her, and WON?" she asked, blinking up at him.
"Of course. Because I wasn't squeamish, and I would not hesitate to use my full power. She was just toying with you, and holding back because you'd disoriented her with some gas. Lucky for you whatever you nailed her with slowed her down enough…" Radditzu mumbled, covering her with a space blanket.
"Where are we?"
"My quarters. I would have taken you to the med bay, but I don't trust leaving you there alone. You stupid female," he ranted.
"Thanks for caring," she mumbled. "But she was going on and on about how she was so powerful, and that I was so lame because I let myself get beaten by a third class? It's funny how you just kicked her ass… if I'm still alive…"
"She doesn't know what real fighting is," Radditzu snorted, sitting down on the bed next to her. "She can kill and maim, but she's not ruthless enough to cause any damage. She was looking for a clean way to kill you, but she had no idea of what destruction she can cause with the right use of her powers… A True Saiyan warrior doesn't let the enemy recover when they find a weakness to exploit. Since she was already blinded, I didn't give her a chance to get her equilibrium back. She couldn't sense where I was coming from, and she had wasted much energy trying to fight gravity…"
"So you took her down…"
"Long enough to get your ass away," Radditzu snorted. "You have three broken ribs, and nasty bruises… you could have had your neck broken…"
"Lucky me," she mumbled.
"This compound is ki activated. I'm trying to get your body's system to repair itself. It's not enough to warrant a regeneration tank…" Radditzu grunted. "Lie still… it won't be instantaneous… but the compound should form a protective cast to brace your ribs while my ki pushes your bones to knit…"
"I thought you were my shadow for a while there…" she gasped.
"I was, but I wasn't letting that idiot see me. I was hunting her as she hunted you," Radditzu answered. "But trying to get to you when you two were fighting was difficult. Unfortunately the only time I could act is if she knocked you down, and in that second I could slip in and hit her fast and hard."
"She's invulnerable…"
"No warrior is truly unstoppable. She wasn't wearing her armor, and she wasn't anticipating me," Radditzu grunted. His rough hands were tickling her skin, pulling away the fabric so he could rub more of the healing salve, then channel more ki into her body.
"Don't you need your energy?"
"Please don't mock me, fool," he grumbled. Cool air wafted against bare skin, causing Tomique to shiver convulsively. Only the warmth of Radditzu's ki kept her warm. Glancing down she saw that he had removed her top and pants, leaving her in her underthings. In turn he had removed his armor, only wearing the shorts and bottom half of his armor so he was bare chested in the dim light. Scars covered his massive chest and back, bearing witness to many battles.
Her hand and arm tingled with their own heat. Glancing down, she gasped to see the blisters on her upper thigh and hand. "What the hell… how did this…"
"She burned you, idiot," said Radditzu, carefully smearing some of the ointment onto her hand and thigh as well. "It must have happened while you two fought.
"I don't remember her burning me…" she blinked up at him.
"I don't know how you stopped the flames. But you've got nasty second-degree burns. They're already starting to heal…" Radditzu said gruffly.
"Why don't I hurt… wait I bet you did something to…"
"Blocked the pain. Or else you'd be screaming right now," Radditzu shushed her. "Now lay back and rest. It's taking a lot of my ki to push your body to at least try and heal itself…"
"The regen tanks?"
"I don't know how to operate them," Radditzu flushed quietly. "But this salve is made from the same chemical compounds that is in a nutrient bath. It serves the same purpose for local injuries."
"Shit, what time is it?"
"Nine PM by this world's time," Radditzu answered.
"Kuso, I can't lay here… Goku and the others…"
"I've called my brother to tell you that you were injured and that you're being cared for. He'll come and get you, but I don't want him to move you till you're healed enough. I also asked that he remain with your brats…"
"But Jeannie…"
"Nappa's taking care of her," said Radditzu.
"NAPPA?" she gasped. "Oh shit!"
"He saw us fighting and didn't comprehend what was going on. Doubtless when he heard I was being attacked and overwhelmed he stepped in. Your friend's in a world of hurt right now in a regen tank… and I doubt she's going to want to explain herself.
"Shit… why… I thought he wanted to hurt me…"
"I'm Saiyan, and he was saving my ass. We might not care for each other, but since he thinks…"
A fist hammered on the door, and she yelped. "Hey, whelp, you and the bed slave okay in there?" came Nappa's voice.
"We're fine. Leave us be," said Radditzu.
"I brought some med supplies and food. Can't have you dying on me, or the Prince will nail my ass to the wall. Though why he bothers is fucking beyond me," came his voice.
"Fine, come in, but don't stay too long," Radditzu growled. She pulled the sheets around her, yelping in protest as the hulking great warrior strode through.
"Am I interrupting anything?" he grinned. She grasped Radditzu's bare arm, and the sheet dropped.
"What are you staring at!" she yelled up at him. Radditzu blocked Nappa's view of her body and he snickered.
"You're one lucky bitch. Amazing you're still alive. Smells like something cooking in here… like seared flesh… no wonder you wanted the extra medkit…" Nappa said, throwing a box towards him.
"Thank you, now get out," Radditzu grumbled.
"Brought you some food. Can't have you running out of energy while you're tending to your bed slave, can we? And you, don't go dying on him before he's had his fun…"
"Knock it off, and get lost… but before you go, tell me… what of the female?"
"Oh her? She's floating in a regen tank in the Med bay," Nappa said. "I kinda wanted to have a bit of fun with my prey, but the Prince wouldn't allow it…"
"Uh oh, I’m afraid to ask," shivered Tomique.
"She won't be bothering you for a while. I think after that fist to her head, she's going to be lucky to remember her own name," Nappa laughed as he sat in one of the reinforced chairs. Radditzu opened up the second kit, and started pulling out various bottles and containers to arrange them on the bed next to him.
"Does Vegeta know… I mean does his Majesty know?" she asked, correcting herself when Radditzu glared at her.
"Oh, he knows. That she got out of hand and attacked one of us without provocation," Nappa said. "Naturally I was just defending your ass and mine…"
"How badly was she hurt?" asked Tomique.
"Why do you care?" Nappa shrugged.
"Morbid curiosity… to see how powerful you are?" asked Tomique.
"She's strong, but she's no match for a Saiyan elite," Nappa sniffed. "She's an amateur. Even Radditzu could beat her ass if he had enough time… got all that battle power and she can't use it."
"She relies on her invulnerability…"
"That's all she's got going for her. Sure she's fast, and savagely strong. But she can't generate the energy blasts that an Elite like I can," Nappa laughed deeply, smirking at his superiority.
"You didn’t disintegrate her did you?" asked Radditzu.
"Tried, but her body's far tougher then that. It merely knocked her for a loop and I just acquainted my fist with her hard head. I actually fractured her skull, but it's as hard as a Saiyan's," Nappa said.
"I see…" Tomique murmured. "Thank you… for saving my butt… and Radditzu's…"
"No thanks necessary, female. Just show Radditzu a good time for me, and we'll call it even…"
"GET lost Nappa…" Radditzu snorted.
"You're welcome, whelp," he grunted, and gave a suggestive glance at Tomique, who was flushing red. The door slid shut after he exited.
"I apologize for his boorish nature," said Radditzu, shaking his head. He smeared some of the contents of a small tube onto her burn. The paste penetrated the skin, slowly tingling. Raising another bottle he sprayed a compound all over the surface to bond it. She realized it was a light polymer that acted like artificial skin.
"He saved both of us… I can't believe…" she whispered.
"That a killer would do such a thing?" asked Radditzu. "Nappa's far more ruthless than I, but he will lay down his life for his comrades when ordered. If he doesn't his superior has the right to kill him…"
"Why am I not surprised…" she shuddered, then lay her head back to rest.
"By the way, this should counteract the burn. The salve has a natural coolant as you've doubtless surmised. As the new skin regenerates, it will sloughs off the old. Yet there will still be a burn as the scar tissue forms.
"Yes," she flushed. "Wait, does it just accelerate the body's natural process?"
"Of course. It won't be pretty, but it will heal naturally, albeit a bit faster. Given enough ki the skin will be far tougher and stronger… you'll have the scars as a reminder of your battle…"
"I suppose in Saiyan culture…" she shivered.
"I had forgotten you humans are squeamish about your looks. Unfortunately the Saiyan medical supplies don't do foolish things for your stupid earth vanity. Scars are a badge of honor, something both males and females openly display to show how strong they are…"
"And if she sees it she'll remember that I survived and I know what happened," said Tomique.
"That's the other function. If an enemy survives their attacker, they will be shamed that they were too weak to finish them off and let them live. Sometimes it's best to let them live with the humiliation of defeat, that you survived, and that shame will keep them from harming you again."
"Who are you talking about?" she asked Radditzu. Already it was easier for her to breathe with his hands passing over her body infusing more ki.
"I wouldn't tell anyone what happened here if I were you…"
"So we just pretend like nothing happened ? Why not?" she asked.
"We can't afford to have prying eyes here," said Radditzu. "Bejita will deal with her in his own time… telling Kakkarot will not help you, and it will endanger our welfare…"
"Damn it… "Jeannie's definitely put me on her shit list… and I don't know what to do about it… I'm surprised Vegeta hasn't… unless that's ANOTHER Saiyan thing…"
"She won't. Nappa already dealt retribution today. She won't toy with him, or me again. And I don't think she'll want to admit that she was fighting you. So her own shame will keep her silent…" said Radditzu.
"I can't just let her get away with it! Shit…"
"What good would telling your Z fighter friends do? IT would only cause more trouble. She'll only deny responsibility, and they would believe Nappa and I capable of causing you the injury rather than your friend. Do you wish to betray me and Nappa when we've saved your ass from her?" Radditzu growled.
"You put me in your debt,' she growled. "Terrific…"
"It was not intentional. But I can keep you safe, and Nappa will step in as he has. So just rest and heal. And let me watch over you," Radditzu said, stroking her hair from her face. She turned her head to the side, catching the palm with a kiss.
"Thank you for saving me, Radz-kun," she murmured. He grunted, then reached down to remove his boots, then his remaining armor.
"Move over, and stop hogging the bed," he murmured, stretching out alongside her. Sighing she felt his body nudge hers over while he covered them both. Against her he was incredibly warm, giving heat to her shock wrought body.
"It stinks, having you so close when I want to…"
"What?" he murmured.
"You know," she grumbled.
"It's not my affair you are so fragile," Radditzu chuckled, leaning down to steal a kiss. He smoothed her soft skin with his rough hand, caressing delicately as he could.
"Mm, that tickles.. your hair tickles…" she chuckled.
"Allow me…" he whispered, bracing his hand over her chest and kissing her more deeply. His tongue roved around in her mouth to taste and probe the new custom.
"its infuriating not to be able to touch you… damn it…"
"I'll attempt not to hurt you…" Radditzu shushed her, gently picking up one leg and cradling the other. Keeping her hips raised, he slid himself into her with a grunt of need. Against the tops of his thighs, the bottoms of hers rested, while he placed her injured leg over his shoulder out of the way. Draping her uninjured arm over his neck, she felt his soft spiky hair tickling her bare skin. He avoided the band of material solidified around her torso that braced her ribs.
This was only the third or fourth time he had sex with her, and she was still unaccustomed to accommodating him. Recent memory of Paul's substantial endowments caused her to relax and try to take him in, yet it still felt uncomfortable. Radditzu took shallower strokes, rubbing against her in just the right way without fully sheathing himself in her. This time was for her pleasure, increasing her natural endorphins to draw her attention from the pain.
"Better?" he grunted, thrusting in measured pushes, holding her hips to help move her.
"Much better…" she whimpered, biting down on her tongue. Ki gradually surged over her body, running along her nerves while the high of her orgasm eclipsed the aching of her chest and stinging of her burns.
"Saiyans often fuck after a battle. It's a good way of relaxing, and getting one's mind through the process…" he growled, nipping her ear.
"Am I… a well…"
"A good fuck? Of course," Radditzu answered. "I wouldn't be doing this if you weren't."
"I wouldn't have worded it like THAT, but I guess that was the compliment I was fishing for…"
"From what I have observed of this world, most females are far too flimsy to accommodate me or Nappa. You're perfect for the task. One might think your body was almost… Saiyan in some rudimentary way…"
"I'm considered… stocky… like those damn fertility goddesses… big hips, short legs, etc…"
"Not unlike Saiyan females," he said with a grunt as he pounded more vigorously and she clenched down to help him. "Thank you… that is… perfect… don't stop…"
"Hmm," she smiled.
"Come here female… I won't bite hard," he urged, rolling over so she was atop him. His massive hands and tail steadied her, letting her shift at a different angle. Once he emptied himself into her with a loud roar, she clung to his massive body in the aftershocks, shivering with his ki. Sated, he dropped into a state of purring snores beneath her. Muscular arms held her protectively, while his tail twined around her uninjured thigh.
She chuckled, glancing down at the scale of his body in comparison to hers. Nearly seven feet tall, all muscle and compact bone like some wrestler or heavyweight boxer. Yet not overly blistering with muscle like Nappa. If she stretched out on top of him and lay her head just under his chin, she could just reach the tops of his ankles with her pointed toes. For a while she let him sleep, playing with his insane amount of hair pooling around his head and shoulders.
"Disintegration… of course," she suddenly blinked.
"Humph?" Radditzu asked.
"I know how he does it. Nappa's disintegration. I'm such an idiot! It's disruption of molecular bonds. Shit I could do that!" she gasped.
"Of course you baka," he mumbled as she held the wrapper around her. "What do you think…"
"No I mean it. That was how I killed those… Destroyers… and the ishballans…"
"Interesting, tell me about it," Radditzu said quietly, glancing at her with a strange look between respect and shock.
"About disintegration…"
"About your first kill," Radditzu said quietly. "I'm interested…"
"Well it was shortly before my friends were separated, and my husband was killed…" she trailed off. Radditzu listened as she told the history of her last few hours. For a time she forgot that she was relating a private part of her life to some bloodthirsty alien. Nevertheless, Radditzu was a captive audience, and he had asked.
"Extremely efficient. You are capable of doing what Nappa does, it sounds like. But I need a practical demonstration," Radditzu said.
"What, NOW?" she asked.
"Yes, now. Try disintegrating that chair… I don't care for it…" he snorted, pointing to it. Tomique slid out of bed, and then walked over to place her hand on it. Energy swirled around her, and Radditzu saw the object glow, then crumple to black dust.
"You see?"
"Impressive. MOST impressive. Why did you never use that as an attack?"
"I guess I'm squeamish? I'd rather hit or punch… and I have to be touching to do that," she said.
"I see. But you have that level of power, you should be capable of FAR more than you did when you attacked me. I had to admit that your polymer generation is… unusual. It caught me off guard. But to think that you could have done THIS to me…"
"I could have, but I didn't feel like it," she said quietly to Radditzu. "Besides even though you're a pain in the ass monkey man, I like having you around…"
"Doubtless. Has my brother taught you how to use this power? Or is it merely in hand to hand?"
"I know only basic attacks of ki. I want to know more…"
"Let me show you how it's done," Radditzu said, grabbing his boots.
"Are you joking?" she asked.
"Do I LOOK like I’m joking?" Radditzu frowned, putting on his spandex, then his armor. "Unless you have another reason for getting me out of bed this damn early. I suggest you get dressed and accompany me, or else be quiet and go back to sleep…"
"Sheesh, you're cranky in the mornings," she mumbled, glancing at him as he threw a bundle of her clothes at her. She unfolded them to see they were a set of purple gi that Gohan had given her for her sparring with Videl, and Goku. Chuckling she pulled them on, fingering the patch that pretty much bore his brother's adopted surname on them. Her sons wore orange fighting outfits of the same type. Including training shirt and bracelets. She'd brought it along in case she was going to use the gym and spar with Christine, but had stopped in favor of using the lab.
"Ready?" he asked, wolfing down ten concentrate bars and emptying an entire two gallon jug of gator aid.
"I suppose there's no changing your mind, huh?" she teased. "What would your prince say if you're late to duty?"
"He need not know. Besides, this is part of protecting you," he said as he glanced down at her. Grabbing her up over his shoulder he opened the window and rocketed off in the early morning.
"I CAN fly, you know," she said.
"You'll need all your ki with what I'm about to show you…"
"C'mon, I can fly. Lemmie down…"
"As you wish," Radditzu relented. She rocketed ahead, then dropped to fly alongside him. He coasted a bit, cutting back on his speed to allow her to keep up.
"How can I get any stronger if people are always babying me," she mumbled.
"Good point," Radditzu said. "See if you can keep up with me… since you bitched at me to let you fly yourself!"
***
They touched down somewhere outside the city, watching the burning stars of the morning gleaming in defiance of the bands of lighter blue. Clouds were barely discernible, and Tomique glanced at her watch to see it was only four thirty in the morning.
"Show me, like you did before," he commanded.
"Jerk," she mumbled. Suddenly out of the corner of her eye she saw his palm flicker with light. Instantly she brought up her hands to block it.
"Not bad for a warm up. But the next will be bigger. See if you can push my ki back, instead of avoiding it," Radditzu barked. She saw the next surge, then threw her hands forward to cup a small ball of light that crashed into his.
"Humph, needs work. Narrower focus. But not bad for an amateur. NO less powerful then what you threw at me when we first met. But you can do much better, female," Radditzu chuckled, with a hint of amusement.
"What, a weak human like me?"
"I didn't say you were weak, idiot," he grumbled. "Come over here and stand by me. Watch what I do…"
Grumbling, she submitted to Radditzu's laborious explanation. However when he moved around behind her, his arms under hers, she felt a strange thrill. Just why he was bothering with this she didn't question. His hands positioned her palm facing up, while she felt his hot breath on her neck. "Let your energy gather at the center of your being. Fill yourself with that anger you've bottled away. Then push it OUT through the center of your hand. But don't let it go when you've formed it. Quantize it into an amount that isn't wasted…"
"Like a photon… with a certain quantum energy…"
"Exactly," Radditzu nodded. "Here, I shall demonstrate. You must learn to TARGET the energy and throw it. It's one thing to make it, but if you can't focus it, it's wasted… watch…"
She glanced down at his palm, then felt something crackling behind her. Chikara surged in an intangible prickling over her skin, only an inch from hers. Radditzu thrust his chest against her back so their bodies were in contact, and the energy surged over both of them. Gold light formed in slow motion into a sphere, glowing but still in contact with his skin.
"That's but a small fraction. Hold it… and feel the specific frequency…"
"The quantum nature," she said. Radditzu grunted, impressed as she held the small ball of his ki.
"Now, try and control it. Once you've controlled my ki, you'll work to generate your own…' said Radditzu quietly. "But don't stand away from me. Or else the energy link will be useless…"
His hand closed over her belly, and she wondered why. "Are you coming on to me… or is that… a chakra…"
"Your primitive name for it. Seven of them in most living beings. This one in you is particularly strong…" he said, rubbing her navel. Then he moved up to her heart, then to her neck. Each tingled, and it sparked a memory of her first time with Paul. Behind her it seemed he was lining up the meridians of energy to demonstrate.
"Each has its own frequency, right. Its own harmonic amplitude, wavelength, and it's different from the energy I generate to turn into matter…" she said quietly. "And mentally you can direct it… or throw it… but it's not hot…"
"It doesn't NEED to be hot. Not when you form it. It's the potential energy that's unleashed when it impacts your target," Radditzu said.
"It's THAT simple…" she gasped. "Quantum energy… of COURSE!"
Radditzu saw her focus her gaze on his small ki ball. To his shock he saw purple energy from her palm flicker around it, pouring into the sphere to double it in size. Purple chikara turned to the same frequency of his, burning in greater intensity. "Now… let it go! Send it wherever you want it…"
Eyes burning with intensity she let the ball slowly raise from her hand. IT levitated an inch above her palm, then slowly orbited Radditzu and her figures where they stood. A smile came over her face, and she increased the rate of orbit till the ball split into two small packets. Two spheres orbited them, at an X and an Y-axis.
"Cute, but I fail to see…"
"Shhh!" she hissed. With a nod of her head she sent one whizzing faster and faster, while letting the other one streak out and crash against a nearby tree. It smashed into it, punching a hole through the trunk, then suddenly exploding against a nearby rock. The other whizzed faster, then streaked off upwards at a ninety degree angle to explode in a harmless purple starburst.
"Hmm, that could work as a special technique. But let's see if you can generate a basic power beam… and push me back…" Radditzu said. He separated himself from her and stood about ten paces away.
"Try and move me. With just your ki," said Radditzu.
She nodded then put her hands at her side, in the manner of a Kamehameha. Drawing in her breath she felt her hair flickering and crackling with power. IT flew around her face, whipping in the increasing light of the rising sun. Purple lightening crackled as she formed words to put to the powerful attack. "At… omic…"
"Yes… more…" Radditzu challenged. "You've got MORE then that! Let me see it!"
"FORCE!" she yelled, throwing her hands before her like the Kamehameha discharge, but with a focussed beam that was arm diameter. IT slammed into Radditzu's chest, and he brought up his arms to block it.
"Tighter! Push harder then that. I barely felt it!" he taunted.
"You asked for it…" she gasped, then thrust harder against him. Radditzu laughed, as he slowly began to scoot backwards.
"You're barely moving me! Come on, you silly girl… I don't weigh THAT much in earth gravity!"
"Eeeeyyahhh!" she screamed, surging more power into it. Radditzu suddenly stopped blocking, and generated his own ki beam.
"Try and push back… stop me before mine hits…" he said with a gleam in his eyes. Tomique drew more from the center of her being, thrusting it all as she felt her body thrust back with his gold beam. It thrust backwards, till her beam shortened to a mere foot before her.
"Atomic force…" she gritted, increasing the amplitude to match his energy. Saiyan power was much higher in power, and she had to shorten the wavelength of it while keeping the amplitude equivalent. With one hand he increased his push, shoving her backwards.
"You'll have to try harder then that! I can barely feel its push!" he laughed.
"Shut the hell up you stupid baboon…" she gritted, pushing the anger into her beam.
"Are you a fool? Do you think THAT weak blast will do anything to me? Come on, you're hopeless…"
"Shut up!" she yelled, thrusting back at him. For a moment she replaced him with Gene, and any other person who had irked her or taunted her. Slowly her atomic Force gained in length, thrusting ever harder against Radditzu's gold ray. Her entire brow twisted with the strain that was causing her heart to pound.
"Enough," Radditzu said, and she collapsed when he disengaged his power blast. Quickly he zipped forwards and caught her falling body.
"Asshole," she panted, trying to push him away.
"You see how powerful anger makes you, Tomique-chan?" he asked.
"What did you call me?" she blinked up at him.
"Tomique-chan," he purred, pulling her to his body. "You are no weakling. You simply lack focus. And since my brother has failed to teach you the proper means, I suppose I must take it upon myself to…"
"Why bother with a human?" she taunted.
"Because I want to, that's why," Radditzu snickered, grabbing her backside and pulling her hips against his.
***
Knowing he was all too ready, she knew she had best not object. After all, he would give her a large amount of pleasure even if it would leave bruises. Not objecting, she threw her arms around his neck and seized his lips in a powerful kiss. Radditzu growled in approval, hands squeezing all over her thighs, buttocks, and back with firm pinches. She felt his teeth nip her lips, and then bit hard down on his mouth, raking her nails through his hair and scalp. Angrily she squeezed his waist in her arms, and felt his fingers gripping hard enough to leave bruises on her hips.
Growling he released her mouth, giving her a heated stare. Golden sunlight burned in her eyes through his hair, highlighting bared fangs that were gnashing with his desire. Seconds later his canines plunged into her shoulder and then she felt her blood seeping out. Fingers ripped her clothes to shreds, laying her bare in seconds before Radditzu lay her down on the grass and grabbed her hands. She nodded; reaching for his armor and helping him remove it as he snarled in his desire. Tomique felt him press her down into the grass, and opened her arms to let him lay between her legs. Something had unlocked the beast inside, and all she could do was let him have his way with her, or try and fight back.
"Hey, not so hard you animal," she snapped, whacking the side of his head.
"Yes, that's it… fight me a bit… I like rough…" he hissed. She leaned over and bit down on his ear, hard enough to draw blood. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them down, crushing her under his weight. She bit against his ear, twisting and bringing her knee up. Yet instead of hitting his groin, she lightly rubbed her thigh against it.
"This rough enough for you," she gasped, twisting in his grasp.
"Much better, but I'd rather save it for later. You'll need it," he purred, then drew his tail along her inner thighs and clit. With the fur alone he tickled and teased mercilessly while she rubbed her thigh, and then latched her legs around his.
"Two can play at THAT game," she laughed, starting to hump his muscular thigh. Radditzu laughed in surprise, letting her rub herself against his tail while her thigh bumped and put pressure on his scrotum. She drew the arch of her foot down the back of one of his thighs, trying to somehow tickle him lightly, making him snarl a bit more with need.
"No more GAMES," he roared, wrapping his tail around her hips and lifting her pelvis so he could thrust deeply into her.
"Oh HELL!" she shouted, feeling him beginning to violently thrust in and out. Focussing hard, she struggled to generate a thin film of ki to reinforce her from harm.
"I'm not going to hurt you much. You're far too good a fuck for that," Radditzu panted. "Just hold on and let me have my pleasure, and you'll not be denied… yours…"
He felt her teeth clamping on his bare skin, and laughed to himself at how Saiyan it seemed. To her annoyance his skin was far too tough for her to make any mark, except a few nips. However when she came close to the junction of shoulder and bit down, he tensed.
"Careful Tomique…" he purred, lifting her hand from that place.
"Did I do something… wrong…" she asked.
"Hmm, not yet," he purred, then diverted her teeth to his bare shoulder. "Here is better… any where else you may, but NOT here, and not on my tail. Those are two places you NEVER bite a Saiyan. Unless you want yourself to suffer…"
She bit down, causing him to gasp and purr deeply, increasing his thrusts. For some reason biting on the shoulder was fine, but that spot on his neck near the jugular vein. It pacified him till he was reduced to purring like a great cat, letting her run her fingers through his spiky mane that cascaded around both their faces. It inundated her with his scent, and she gasped in pleasure as he thrust and pushed her to another orgasm.
Over and over they rolled, locked together groping and biting. Radditzu suddenly closed his mouth over her neck, and she screamed with the penetration of his teeth. At the same time she made a considerable welt on his right shoulder, matching the mark he had made on hers. "Great, he can bite ME there, but I can't bite him? What the hell?"
Iron surged into her lips, and she gagged on his blood, wanting to spit it out. However he was licking hers quite contentedly. "You taste far sweeter than I imagined… Tomique-chan…" he murmured, eyes closed.
"Why can't I bite YOU there… you crazy bastard," she whispered.
"Because I wanted it that way. And because you wouldn't like the result," he said quietly.
"Okay, I'll take your word for it, because I don't want you pissed at me… I feel too good right now for a verbal world war three…" she panted.
"Wise choice. And don't you dare spit out my blood. Swallow it…"
"I figured it was an insult not to do so," she said, licking her lips. However Radditzu shoved her face to the wound again.
"Don't stop till it clots," he whispered, squeezing her close in his massive arms and legs. Heat surged through her, his breath panting and his heart pounding against her with such force it seemed she was somehow merged with him. Slowly she lifted her face and Radditzu claimed her lips, driving his tongue deep. She could taste her blood in his mouth, and something else that seemed to increase her desire ten times.
Carefully he carried her back to the capsule corps. They had bathed off in a mountain stream, and she was shivering convulsively. Till he warmed her with a surge of ki. The taste of roasted game, that she had cooked lingered on her tongue, and filled her satisfied stomach. It was ten o'clock by the time Radditzu lay her in his bed, and kissed her gently.
"Stay here. Sleep. I have to report in…"
"Will you be in trouble?" she asked.
"No, I did my patrol when we… had our fun," he whispered. "Rest now. Don't question me."
"What about yours truly?"
"He'll be out training in the GR. I'll come back for you in a few hours," Radditzu said, kissing her again. Bruises wracked her entire body, and she whimpered with the aching between her legs.
"Oh hell I'll never walk again," she gasped.
"Yes you will. You held up very well…" he purred, leaning over to lick her lips tenderly with his.
"I feel like I've run a marathon…"
"You'll be better with rest," Radditzu answered. Kissing her one last time, he gave her breast a squeeze, then left.
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