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His Sister The Keeper	By : TimedWatcher Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 796 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He fell asleep on his side, overlooking the back of a sleeping Videl.
Sleeping next to a girl that didn't want to hurt him for once, really, felt... nice...
Zzzzzz
Eighteen moved down the hall without legs, even though she had them. "Listen, Eighteen, I-" She ignored him, shutting her door without reaching for it, though despite how quickly it closed, it didn't slam. There wasn't any noise at all.
He looked aghast. What the hell was going on with Eighteen? The wavy world made him feel like he was wearing thousands of pounds of weighted clothes as he tried to follow after her, another thought entering his head.
Where was Videl?
A thumping.
The sound of a heart... two hearts... beating like drums...
The door didn't move for him no matter how he pushed or jostled on the knob, but now he was in the room with them.
18 delivered long, powerful strokes between the parted legs of Videl, her pace intentionally slowed because she knew he'd be watching.
Her ass clenched, her balls squeezed before relaxing; 18's testicles looked fuller than ever, bordering on basketballs, her scrotum skin filled heavy and looking ready to burst.
18 planted her flag firmly inside Videl, clutching her, but her focus was a steely eyed glare on him, Videl writhing beneath her. Videl was glassy eyed, irises rolled into her lids and having lost their color, the corners of her lip extended in a grimace of pain and pleasure. Videl's legs flailed, ankles jutting in different directions, before tightening together at the knees while smothered underneath Android 18, whose body had grown proportionally since he last remembered her. Her thighs were fatter, leading into a large and jiggly heart shape her ass now made. Yet her arms were more vascular and full of rippling muscles that hadn't been there before.
She was everything Videl wasn't, who was just a petite girl who couldn't fight back.
Not that she would or even wanted to, as she was now an indescribable mess of a person; thrashing about, the corner of her mouth drooling. Eighteen's chin bore into the tension wracked spine of Videl's, Eighteen's eyes shutting, her long eyelashes squished beneath her straining lids. There was something so violently aggressive about how Eighteen fucked Videl -- like she didn't even want to be doing it.
Like it was a punishment for someone else.
Her throat wound up vertical line bands of flesh as she became totally lost in her hedonistic display. "HURGH! HUURGH! AAAAARRRHH!" The sounds 18 made distressed him -- not because she sounded like a monster with a deep growl, her vocal chords scraping gruntier and gruntier as she railed Videl, but because... she never made visceral noises like that when she took him. It was like screwing Videl felt better to her than he ever did, and at that point, he wasn't sure if he wanted the girl or 18 more.
Burying herself deep into Videl's cunt, 18's guttural groan made the walls quake. He could see the way her peach colored volleyballs squeezed inside the wrinkled skin of her sack as he could visualize 18 filling her womb entirely with white froth. Throwing back her golden hair, they whipped like cooked spaghetti, showing the sheen of unnatural sweat that covered her face, like she had just been in a sauna, her blue eyes staring intensely at the pathetic and collapsed body of Videl who didn't react to being bred by the android.
"She's all yours." 18 removed her cock with a disgusting squelch, leaving an open gape behind, followed by her dick leaving trails of webby strands as she still spewed ejaculate from her reddish pink head which almost had a neon glow to it it was so bright. Her foreskin looked absolutely sweltering with sweat and cum as she dragged her massive slug across the surface of the bed, before she awkwardly stepped off it.
Despite his hesitance and his mind telling him to stay away, he moved in closer to the scene, though he could have stood at the farthest end of the room and still see the damage. Videl was face down, with her walls blown apart, like she were now an open book, with a steady stream of seed flowing back out from the cavernous canal. Even with it's meaty flaps and deep darkness, it was still oddly appealing, as it was the closest he had ever been to one. He could reach out and almost touch it.
Eighteen cut him off, her pelvic elephant nose flopping like a swinging pendulum. "Ah - ah - ah --" She shook her finger disapprovingly. "She's mine now -- but if you're so hungry-" She threw back her head with a sinister snicker. She then motioned downwards between her legs, having to use both her hands to even have a chance of lifting up her heavy hose. "Why not get it directly from the source?"
He was on his knees before her, staring into it. It was ugly. Unseemly. It had far more veins than he remembered, but maybe that was necessary for something with a treetrunk like quality.
The whole head covered his mouth and even plugged his nose. There was no way this was gonna fit in this unreality. He tried his best to open for her, feeling like he was gonna drown in the spongeiness, yet it somehow got past his teeth, and despite defying the laws of physics, his jaw didn't unhinge or even rip in two; he felt no pain.
Eighteen looked happy with him, as her mammoth cock seesawed into his face, bobbing with an ease he had never displayed before. He had no more qualms about his duties of servicing the gargantuan prick as he wrapped his hands around her thick thighs. This was his place. Real women weren't for him anymore. He couldn't even remember that girls name -- oh what was it again... Videl?
Eighteen was all he needed...
She flooded his system; her white hot protein shooting from his nose and ears. A silent burp of a white and creamy bubble escaped from the sides of his mouth. Drunkenly, he stared up into the now shadowed face of Eighteen, only seeing her slowly become a distant figure.
He awoke with a stir, a hand against his groin. Shooting up, he grabbed the wrist, which caused her to react with surprise at the force behind it. "Whoa, hey, sorry! I'm not trying to steal anything if that's what you're thinking."
He stared at her with cold clammy death, unblinking.
Losing your virginity-
Being raped by a woman you simultaneously found attractive and yet feared, suffice it to say, fucked up his thinking.
He eventually let go, and Videl cutely fell back onto her butt -- a twinge of pain hit him, his face contorting. He pulled in his arm, the harsh flashing pain disappearing before Videl could notice - then an assured Videl quickly scooped herself back up to face him. "Hey. I like you, you like me, what's the problem?"
"You... like me?" He was confused, his post dream haze slowing his thinking. "But we just met... and you shot a gun at me..."
Videl got super sheepish, scratching the back of her head. "Hey, yeah -- I'm sorry about... trying to murder you earlier." Her hand then threw up preemptively, waving about. "I know, I know, I should have said something earlier... but it's just been awhile since I've met a guy who hasn't tried to hurt me." He kept to himself, staring into the crackling fire. It felt like something she had to get out.
Then he felt himself get jostled with a tug, pulled into her eyeline. "Hey. I'm apologizing to you!" She seeemed annoyed.
His eyes flicked down to the ground and then back up to her.
She gave him a firm shake. "I could have killed you!"
His attention turned away from her, a robotic shift. He exhaled sharply through his nose while Videl fell back into the dirt, looking confused, but ultimately accepting it. "I guess you must be used to it."
"I wouldn't have minded. I... just don't really have much to live for."
"How can you say that? Every day was a struggle until I met you, but I still kept my head high hoping things would change." Unbeknownst to him, she crept in closer and closer to his personal space. "Don't you think meeting someone like me will change your life?"
"Change my life how-ULP" Videl then tackled him.
"VIDEL!" He called out, hitting hard with a breathtaking 'oof.' Videl tried to pull his arms into knots as he fought against her, throwing his hands up in a way to control her and calm her down, but Videl swiped and swatted them away, sometimes taking them between her bare and sweaty pits before letting them go again as well as other none too serious attempts at trying to struggle with one another.
There was a weird lack of communication -- just pure body language.
Were they actually trying to get one up over the other but just weren't saying so? It was hard to tell.
Now mounted atop him, their playful wrestling brought them closer to the fire, and he could see her face all lit up; a crazy sexual energy that flickered under shadows, as her eyes focused entirely on him. It might have been intimidating if it were somebody else. With her hands pinned against his shoulders, pressing down on them as hard as she could -- part of him knew even without his powers and training, he could still easily get her off if he wanted to.
She swooped in, taking up his whole field of view before connecting in an almost headbutt. They were mashed lip to lip caused by her wild verve. He could feel her teeth underneath before she adjusted herself. She stole smooches off him with near painful and confusing nips, her gloveless fingers marking the unexplored territory of his masculinity from his pecs to his stomach, nearly clawing into him.
She then shifted away from her initial harshness, as Videl then began planting kisses on the side of his face, exhaling harshly through her nose with every one. "You like that? Huh?" Her breathiness got more and more exasperated as she pretended to struggle with him, throwing more and more pecks his way, which he could every residual bit of wetness due to her huffing and puffing. Yet when he finally found the gumption to respond in kind, she retracted back, wiping her lip with the back of her glove - a smirk raising from the corner of her mouth.
"You're a virgin, aintchya?" His eyes crossed away from her lingering gaze, and that told her everything.
Videl had this gleam in her eye that made it seem like admitting that he was wouldn't have been a sin. "How... how can you tell?"
She threw back her eyebrows, a bit incredulous. "It's pretty obvious. You tense up around me like I'm gonna bite you or something." Videl took her full weight off him, sitting beside his pelvis.
"Oh..." He looked down with shame, calling into question his manhood, but more than that, there was something he considered wrong about not thinking of Eighteen as his first... did he her owe that? It was like he was denying her womanhood, but...
"Hey..." She slapped the inside of his thigh. "It's alright... I kinda like that you are..." Videl took a starting sprint position, and it looked like she was about to take off, as she instead jumped up.
The stretchiness of her shirt practically jumped off her as she helped throw it off herself.
His eyes bulged seeing her bare chest. Despite not being afraid of the sun, her body was an alabaster pale, with the prettiest light pink nipples that were dime sized. She grinned wildly with a crazy look in her eyes. It was such a wanton display of lust proudly showing her body to him. She didn't care how she looked in that moment, and it seemed like she would have done anything to please him, her top row of white fangy teeth visible. Grabbing hold of them, she held up her breasts, showing them off and making them seem a tinge bigger than they actually were by massaging their undersides, which stimulated Videl both from her own touch and seeing him stare so absentmindedly and so forwardly, giving him good enough reason not to stare at his shoes while in her presence. "Oh my god, you've never seen a girl without her shirt on, have you?" She bit down on her lower lip, speaking with an almost haughtiness. "Mhmhm... don't worry... I can fix that..." She approached him, slower this time, one foot before the other, as if showing off her legs now.
"There's a lot of firsts I can help fix..." Her hands interlocked behind her short hair, arms triangling out both ways, her bare pits visible. She rocked herself from side to side in low energy stride over to him, swinging her haunches, not the least bit ashamed of throwing around her half nudity in front of him. Firm and pointy, they lacked that heft and swing of 18's chest -- but there was something to be said about perky youthful ones. Her nubile body was covered in a layer of sweat and she had this stout-like quality to her, her stomach with a built thickness that obscured her hourglass shape, but it was still there, with a taut navel that could twist the cork off a bottle of wine.
Just above him, Videl struck a pose, standing with her hand on her tilted out left hip, while her right hand laid flat at her side, her top half angled with her shoulder slightly raised. With a pouty expression, it looked like she was gonna throw a middle finger his way.
It was like a total moodswing.
Then as if to prove his point, Videl got softer, standing a little more guarded of her body, hands criss crossed. "Videl?"
She put on a weak smile. "Sorry... I just thought you'd be comfortable with someone more like that blonde girl."
"What?" He wrestled to stand up, wanting to comfort her. He pulled her in close, laying kisses through her short cut hair. "I like you the way that you are." It took her a moment, but Videl eventually reciprocated, hugging him back, cranking her grip like steel around his spine before relenting. The first time a girl felt truly soft against his body.
It was everything he had dreamed of.
He frizzed her shortcut hair with petting swipes, and she leaned into it, standing on her tip toes with her eyes shut, but he went lower, groping her firm ass through the black spats that ran snug against her body. Her cheeks felt juicy against his palms and as squishy as he had imagined. The black material had suctioned into her meaty looking cameltoe, the indent being the width of his finger, and he couldn't help but run it along the open space, and as he rubbed and pushed on it, he could feel her lips try to cling subtly.
"Take it off." He almost shivered.
He struggled with the skintight material, the fabric slipping from his fingers, sending it *snapping* against her pillowy and round ass, causing it to wobble and shake, and what started as a mistake, he started doing intentionally, exposing more and more of her cleft, as with a final *fwump*, her black spats were now a single black line underneath her pale ass, as if highlighting them while they stretched from thigh to thigh. Despite the weightiness of each globe, they were high waisted and tight with nearly no sag.
Videl pushed him off her, leaving him confused, as a half naked Videl stalked over the pathway with one bum rising and then falling. She waterfalled her fingers in a wave, inviting him over, as she leaned up against a tree, she let her shorts fall to her ankles. Bent over, she presented herself with a swaying of her hips, as if she could do anymore to keep him invested in her when he was already standing fully tented out. It honestly didn't seem like Videl did it intentionally; it was more like it was just her doing what was natural to her in that moment. Something beyond her thoughts and feelings.
Plump and puffy, her china white outerlips could've been in a textbook for 'perfect pussy'. The only thing down there was a thick looking triangle of black hair pointing downward, but what made him really happy, is that it was the only thing between her legs. "Thank you god." He couldn't help but whisper to himself.
"Hmmm?"
"Nothing." He planted his hand on her back and began guiding himself.
She inhaled/exhaled quickly while looking down at him, yet they hadn't done anything
He lined himself up with her opening.
Her velvet netherlips offered no defense and he was in. His first time penetrating a girl happened so fast, he wasn't sure what to say. He swore his pupils dilated because he couldn't blink, watching her slit split open for his length, making it disappear entirely into her. "Ah-ha!" He was beside himself.
"Unh..." Her hushed moan caught him off guard. He tried to drag it out of her, but before he nearly fell out, his body did what came naturally with a thrust.
He was starting to get it.
"Videl, Videl, Videl..." His voice was quiet grunts as he pumped back and forth into her. Hands on her ass cheeks, he spread her open. Her asshole was smaller than a dime, nearly invisible as her wrinkle blended in with the rest of her skintone. He was happy to admire every part of her, from her arched back to the hairs on the back of her head.
With every delivery, she called out his name, her voice in sporadic pitches, going from whining lows to high crying shrillness. "Oh gawd, oh goOooOod..."
His hands moved from controlling her cheeks to her hips, and as Videl naturally threw herself back at him, he tried to find some place new to take hold of, frustrated now that she didn't have her long hair. He imagined himself twisting her pigtails, but he debated why -- wouldn't it hurt her?
Perching them onto her shoulders instead, he threw himself into her, ramming her with the full force of his hips against the tree, but again, Videl was able to resist, but in a purely primal defense so she wouldn't be folded up, her hands intermingling into an energy blast position as she propped herself up, which prevented her face being mashed against the bark, as her body just wanted to feel more of him without stopping for anything. He almost forgot who the person was on the other end of his penis, just happy to explore this part of himself finally, as she was nothing more than the sound of skin to skin thudding slaps.
"Whoa! Slow down, big guy!"
"I thought you could handle it."
She protested. "I can! Just uh... whew... give me a second." He did, but it was like he had to pee and he was in a hurry.
Videl wiggled her hips and ass and looked over her shoulder. "Okay!"
She wasn't ready.
Her pale cheeks clattered over the top of his shaft. "Oh fffff-god!" Her nails long and sharp enough seeming to carve into the tree, but bent and flexed as her knuckles clawed. He was grunting like an ape, and maybe that was a tell for Videl as she was thrown from her own ecstasy.
"Oh no, oh god, please stop-" He wished he didn't hear that. His face soured as he retrieved himself, while Videl kept up her protest, pushing her hand out his way as she leaned up against the tree.
"Wait- hold on-" He got nervous, thinking he had done something wrong. He really wanted to explain to her that it was his first time doing this. She was a lot more wobbly than before and without the same confidence as she stood with a slight limp. "I'm sorry."
She double hooked his collar, before pulling him into a kiss, as Videl sank beneath him.
He mislanded his lips on the underside of her chin. He intended to move away at first, but the suppleness of her neck kept him there, and the perspiration that was aligned there only made it seem all the more tender, now unable to stop himself from tracing along her throat. Purring noises of comfort and discomfort vibrated from her. "mMMrrrrmmph..." She had forced her eyes shut, looking about ready to squirm away at any moment. Videl had never been so willingly vulnerable with a guy before. She could visualize herself wanting to close her legs shut like a beartrap and had to mentally remind herself not to do it.
They stared longingly at one another; their eyes both wet, but neither crying. Videl broke first with a cute and quiet exhale from her nose, her face dipping down, then back up, like she couldn't be away from him for too long. Meanwhile, he was trying to be far more stoic than he actually was; exposing his teeth again and again, even as he thought of anything else to stifle them.
But all he could think about was her.
Her eyebrows shot up and down suggestively. "My turn!" She then pounced at him with a fierceness, rolling him onto his back. He had to double check his vision, staring upside down into the treeline, before returning his dizzied whites back onto her, her tongue rolling across her top teeth before sucking them. "Skkt-" She was like having a wild animal in his lap.
Straddling him, she had a surprising amount of weight to her small frame, but she was athletic and able to easily prop herself off his torso with her arm down the middle of her breasts and covering her pussy. Crabwalking back, she grabbed his tool and gave it a tap against her labia.
Videl then cricked her neck both ways.
He gulped.
Videl crashed landed on him.
Videl slammed down into his groin repeatedly and in a way that nearly took his breath with each landing. "Oof! Oooof!" He thought he was made of sterner stuff, but her landings were really doing him in. If she could handle it, so could he!
She moved like an animal, bouncing claps that got more furious with each landing in his lap; her whole body arched forward, overhanging him. Obscure muscles in her body began to flare up, now visible to him in the orange licking light beside them, her skin laden with angel hairs that could be seen with a mix of the light of the fire and the glisten of sweat reflecting off them.
And as she gripped down on the earth around his head, he could see a hint of vascularity in them, flexing quickly, then disappearing again.
She had an incredibly lean tummy, the only visible fat being in the very middle, an outline of her womb, the sides of her waist having little grippable indents. Her abs disappeared as soon as her breath returned to her
Videl had this intensity that 18 only had when she was fighting. Despite the reality of her doing most of the work, it felt like 18 was too cool for him to even try. Videl on the other hand, never missed a beat on being involved.
As Videl held her position atop him, the tension in her slim arms made her shoulders seem almost brawny, her stomach taut and tight, almost ripped with visible ribs too. Yet despite how fit she was, Videl was still a petite girl, and while her chest was smaller than 18's, it didn't matter, as they were amazing to look at, especially while he was sitting and staring up at her while working his pole.
Meaty *WAPS* overlaid over the sounds of the forest as Videl was unrelenting. It was like she had been pent up, and he was just a prop for her ride -- one he was happy to be apart of.
Beads of sweat began running down her already moist neckline, as she had quickly tuckered herself out after her initial heavy sprint, her rises and falls slowing. "Yah, yah, yah... haah... hah..." Videl gasped out with half lidded eyes.
Videl's chin then shot up, her throat covered in a sheen. The left side of her face turned into a sneer that quickly evolved into a fully gaped 'O', her eyes shut. "Ah-OH!" She leaned back on her knees, squatting down firmly onto his cock, while throwing back her head, her mouth tilted open, tongue stuck out as far as it could go. He could see into the dark recesses of her open mouth. Videl remained perfectly still except for the odd twitch of her tonsils.
"Videl, Videl, I'm gonna-!"
Her excitement faded, snapped out of whatever bliss she had found. "Don't cum, don't cum-" Videl's bent knees straightened as she climbed off the top of him. He almost started to whimper he couldn't believe it. He really was gonna do it inside of a girl for real and she just slinked off him like the sex between them meant nothing.
He sat up, still in disbelief, as he watched Videl swaying her arms as she repositioned herself, laying in front of him.
Her gloved hand picked up his resting member. Tugging him up and down, he parted his legs naturally as her fingers rattled, getting a firmer hold of his penis. She was at least vigorous, as if to make up for not being inside her.
"How do you like a girl squeezing your cock, virgin boy?" She spat almost insultingly through gnashed teeth, but her tone wasn't the least bit serious.
"Virg-
"in-"
"Boy"
She punctuated her insult again with strong and slow jerks, really biting her consonants, sliding her fist down to the base. Part of him worried about her punching him in the balls, but thankfully she never did.
"Mrrrn..." He whined into his throat; both from her touch and what she was implying. It wasn't his fault. He meant to do more than just feel up the girls in the dojo -- but none of them were...
They weren't...
Her.
He could see the muscle in her bicep twitch as her grip hardened. His face puffed out as she sped up. Before she could get tired, she passed off her right hand which she was jerking him with for the other, a renewed energy in her left.
It felt incredibly crude the way she handled his boner, fulfilling a necessary obligation as opposed to the passionate lovemaking she had given him just a second ago
Then she lowered her face into his lap. "Mmmf, mmf, mwah..." Her machine gun fists from earlier combined with her lips and mouth giving him swirling laps with her tongue and hot breathy kisses, were pumping him into hysterics.
"Videl, oooooh, oh... Videl!" He reached out for her head, planting it on the back of her skull so she wouldn't leave him.
But Videl wasn't going to.
Her hot mouth encased the tip of his dick. He could see her tongue flap her cheeks as she searched for his seed hurriedly with her tongue. "lem-lum-lm" That really made his toes curl, and he erupted. "ULP-ULP-ULP" She didn't miss a beat. He shuddered at her vacuum-like workmanship, almost needing to push her off because she was gonna turn the head of his penis raw.
There was a lot of hot things about Videl, whether it was her nice set of tits or how her moonlight pale ass framed the outline of her head, but the hottest thing right now to him was the subtle greasiness smeared onto her lip while looking up to him with an arrogant smirk, like she was somehow still better than him despite being at heel on her hands and knees swallowing his load.
God, Videl was cool.
"Now-" Her shoulders shot up, her chin lower than both. "How about we get some shuteye?" She asked with a cheekiness.
"I'm a little disappointed." He pretended with clear snarkiness lacing his every word. "You coulda let me... you know..." He motioned his hand in a swimming wave before slapping the spot meant for Videl as he invited her to lay down beside him.
"Hey I like you, but not enough to have kids just yet." She snuggled up against him, pushing her soft and plush ass into him before throwing her leg between both of his, making them look like a tangled mess together. "There's so much we'd have to do first-" Videl interrupted herself in a yawn. "A farm... maybe your own place away from her..." He stared up at the stars, thinking of the possibilities with a panting and sweating Videl attached to him, her breasts split on his arm, feeling pointy and nice against him. Videl couldn't keep her hand off him, pressing his cheek, guiding his face towards hers as she glanced her lips off the side of his jaw in not so much a kiss or even a peck... but like... she just wanted to feel him in ways she hadn't before. He was a new experience to Videl, and he guessed she wanted to try him out in everyway she could.
"You know what this place would be great for...?"
"What?"
He didn't get a response from her.
And he forgot to ask her.
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The black pan sizzled, and he awoke in a jump, half expecting a snake. Now knowing the source, he laid back just trying to get the energy to wake up. He wiped his brow, overlaying his arm over his eyes to create a false sense of darkness, before leaning over to watch how she handled the eggs with an occasional glance towards her buns, Videl sitting huddled. Hand out with her grip on the handle of it, doing a well-calculated flip of them, clearly an experienced cook because he wasn't sure if he could do the same thing. That's when Videl noticed him with his bleary lids trying to struggle open. "Hey gd'morning sleepyhead! Eggs are almost ready."
He had two possible reactions to what she had just called him: A warm smile or to turn on the waterworks.
Bulma...
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Videl and him were nothing but big goofy grins coming out of the cabin together. Side by side, they moved like they had known eachother their whole lives -- and it seemed like no matter how unfunny he actually was, she seemed to giggle at anything that came out of his mouth. His carefree attitude soon began to fade, realising he had forgotten something.
Forgotten someone.
He turned.
She could be so silent sometimes, appearing on the small deck behind them, overlooking him with her nose down, her hair slightly askew. Besides the machinery, he wondered if there was anything going on in 18's head sometimes. He grinned seeing her. He wasn't sure where it came from, an unwarranted confidence that he had control over 18 now after his encounter with the new girl. He moved Videl ahead with a push on her lower back, motioning with his neck to where Eighteen was.
Eighteen moved with purpose, arms folded in front of her stomach. She didn't rush him down, but it was clear she had something to say and was going to mean it - reminding him of the few times Bulma ever got mad at Trunks. "I. Want. Her. Out. Of. Here." The venom in her voice was acidic. He visibly sighed, letting her know that he had to collect his thoughts. It felt like he had to put out a forest fire.
He spoke with a breathy nonchalantness. "Eighteen, she just got here." With a gesture, he invited her to a short walk up the path away from Videl, his voice a whisper, head leaned in. "I thought we had an understanding..."
"We do." A beam of light nearly blinded him. Her speed was unmatched, her hand raised and radiated harsh kinetic energy that nearly sent him flying, barely able to stand his ground - then an explosion reverberated from his toes to his heels, doing his best to still hold himself up. "And she just left."
But he couldn't hear her, deafened -- or that's how he felt, his jaw hanging, a cold dread numbing every nerve. "Videl? Videl!?" He ran over to where he had just seen her. His hands fought with the smoke, trying to find her. It felt like he was in a maze, unable to find something tangible.
Then he realised... she was the smoke.
All that was left was a smoking trail
Vaporized
His breath got trapped in his throat, the idea of inhaling Videl disgusting him -- but then... the reality of what that meant hit him full force. "Agh! Aaaagh! Gghghghawd!" He doubled over in pain, verbalizing sickness, wanting to throw up, the idea of the murder of one of the nicest girls he had ever met struck him in his gut. He dug his fingers into the back of his head, wishing he had the strength to pull off his own head. "How could you do this!?" His voice broke into pieces, still hovering over the smoking dust that was Videl. "EIGHTEEN!" His shout was piercing, but it broke easily, bawling.
He felt like a child who thought crying would fix everything. Like she would reappear if he did it long enough.
She didn't.
After another heaving motion, something in him changed. His pained noises silenced. He was tired of being the passive victim.
With all the piss and vinegar he could muster, he rushed at 18. "You fucking bitch, you fucking cunt, you fucking-" A resounding slap. It was a defeaning blow that sent him reeling. It made him stupid, afraid of words. He no longer wanted to say anything. The very idea of words scared him to death.
18 grabbed him by the collar, lifting him like he weighed nothing. "Did you really think I'd let her get between us!?" She shouted into his face, the force of which sent his hair backwards. "You're mine! Don't forget that!"
In a flash, his stomach was greeted by her knee, sending spit and stomach acid flying. "Ahhhuh-ahuuuh!" He coughed, his collar like a noose. "I don't understand! Why... why did you let her stay the first night?"
"..." Android 18 was strangely quiet, her eyes wet but never tearing, before she let him go. "I enjoyed taking her from you."
Her psychopathy on full display.
His eyes watered, but he didn't cry
So he pretended to
Eighteen heard him weeping
She shook him. "You're only alive because I allow it, and don't you forget that fact." He didn't respond. 18 pulled at his shoulder, this time with a softer touch. Turning him, she met him with his fingers splayed out beside his face, his thumbs near his temple, a serious look with no tears anywhere to be found.
"SOLAR FLARE!" His throat scraped with declarative authority.
She whipped back. "NNGH-AAAAGH! WHAT DID YOU DO!?" Eighteen palmed her face with both hands, falling all over the place, as the pain of blinding light was too much, and he'd be long gone before she could recover.
Seeing her writhing on the ground made him want to stay a little longer and gloat. The fact that he had brought this world killer to her knees made him smug in that moment.
He wished he could taste her pain.
With a quick recharge of ki, he blasted off.
The island grew smaller and smaller in his rearview.
Grew smaller and smaller in his mind.
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