Broken In Pieces [Discontinued]

Broken In Pieces
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“O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.”

(Song of Solomon 2:14)

Chapter Five

After much deliberation, Bardock had agreed to travel to Earth. He would not tell his sons this, but he was actually glad that he did not have to come with a plan. His mind was spinning after his kiss with Gratto.

Bardock looked back at the ship. Somewhere inside the ship was the man that had been bold enough to kiss him – his first kiss in ten years.

Gratto and the boys were readying the ship for take-off while he made a final walk around the planet. Bardock filled his time by pacing through the first village he and his family had found when they arrived on Namek. He found the doorway he passed through just days before and gripped the frame.

“Did I miss the signs?” Without any regard for the stability of the doorframe, Bardock pressed his head against it. He squeezed his eyes together, hoping the effort would conjure up images of the subtle hints Gratto surely gave him. Unfortunately, no instances came to mind. He had been so wrapped up with Kakarrot’s struggles that he had been blind to Gratto’s advances. He stood with his head against the door, trying to separate the facts from his disconnected perception but stopped short when he was drawn from his thoughts by a tap on his shoulder.

“I think we need to talk.” Bardock heard the words trail from beyond his eyelids.

“Gratto, I…” His words were cut off by a pair of warms lips. Bardock’s eyes snapped open. He had been expecting a lengthy conversation with Gratto and ultimately ending their relationship before it began, but the smooth lips on his demanded attention. A moment of kissing passed before Bardock pulled away from Gratto. He was not caught up in the heat of the moment this time. He had to call it off while he still could.

“Gratto, I appreciate your help and understanding, but I can’t be in a relationship right now. I need to take care of my son.” Bardock moved away from the doorway, walking closer to Gratto but made sure to keep a friendly distance between them.

“I respect your concern for your son.” He paused. Bardock noticed the color in Gratto’s cheeks. “You can’t take care of your son, if you aren’t okay.” The words came out in one rushed breath.

Bardock thought he looked cute. He emanated an innocence Bardock had never seen in a grown Saiyan, which caused him to wonder. “Gratto, have you ever been in a relationship?”

A bright blush painted the already highlighted cheeks. ‘That’s it.’ Bardock mentally said as a grin spread over his gloomy features. For a middle-aged Saiyan, Gratto acted more like a teenager in regards to sexual experience. Gratto’s nervousness tickled Bardock. He could not help but chuckle a little when Gratto glared back at him.

Bardock covered his mouth in an attempt to quiet his laughter. Behind his hand, Bardock muffled a response for his behavior.

“I’m sorry, Gratto, but it’s funny.” He drew in a deep breath and exhaled. “That felt good.”

“What?” Gratto dropped his anger quickly.

“Laughing – I don’t remember the last time I laughed like that.”

Gratto smiled. “Well, if laughing at my inexperience makes you feel better, go right ahead.”

“No, I’m good. Thank you.”

“I know another way you could thank me.” Gratto winked.

“No, I told you…” Bardock began.

“I heard you say you didn’t want a relationship, meaning that you don’t want anything serious. Who said we couldn’t play around until you can take things seriously?”

“What are you saying – that you just want a sex partner?” Bardock stared at Gratto incredulously.

“Why not? I am attracted to you. I feel a connection with you. I can wait until you are ready. Even though you have been hiding it well, I know you are in heat.”

Bardock’s eyes went wide. “You know… how?”

“I may be a virgin but that doesn’t mean I don’t use my Saiyan instincts. You have been mated before right?” Gratto waited for Bardock to nod his approval. “Then surely you are familiar with Saiyan hormones. When a Saiyan enters into heat, his body gives off pheromones that elicit a sexual response from other fertile males. Your sons are immune to your scent, but I have been enduring that sweet smell for the last few days.” Gratto smirked sexily at Bardock.

Bardock gulped. The tables had been turned, and he was the nervous one now. Gratto took two large steps towards Bardock. Extending his hand, Gratto stroked Bardock’s stubbly chin.

“I don’t know about this…” Bardock breathed as he inched closer towards Gratto’s lips.

“Just don’t worry about it. Let’s enjoy some of the physical fun while you are in heat. We can worry about the rest later on.”

Bardock admitted to himself he felt something between him and Gratto that stretched beyond sexual curiosity. He mentally reviewed his options and decided to heed Gratto’s advice for now.

He leaned forward and claimed Gratto’s tender lips, inhaling his musky scent. After a few moments of intense kissing, Bardock pulled back and smiled at Gratto.

“What’s funny?” Gratto arched an eye.

“You. You get so bold when I’m nervous but become befuddled once I take the lead.”

“Maybe because I’m not used to this.” Gratto grinned back at Bardock.

“Let me teach you then.”

Bardock took Gratto’s lips greedily, devouring every inch that was given to him. His heat hit him with the full force of three days repression. He soon drew away from Gratto’s lips. Gratto was just about to speak when he felt Bardock’s fangs against his throat as his tongue glossed over the spot between his neck and shoulder.

The action was completely Saiyan, and Gratto did not shy away from it. The attention shot pleasure waves directly to his groin. He surprised himself with the loud moan that left his mouth. He had never felt so good.

The moans turned to near screams when Bardock’s hand slivered south and gripped Gratto’s hardened length. The rapturous feelings were over-whelming the virgin Saiyan. Just when he thought he could not take anymore, Gratto felt Bardock move away.

“What’s wrong?” Gratto struggled to get the words from his weak mouth.

“Don’t you hear that?” Bardock breathed heavily.

Gratto listened closed and grimaced at the sound.

“Dad! Dad! Where are you?” Raditz’s head could be seen far off in the distance.

“Looks like we’ll have to wait until we can get some more alone time.” Bardock grinned before drawing away from Gratto and making his way towards his son.

Gratto smirked at his back. “Oh, I’ll make sure we get some alone time. Don’t you worry about that.”

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To Be Continued.