The Bond

The Bond

Disclaimer: I'm tired. Think one up yourself, okay? *Grins*

By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)

Chapter Seven: Passion
Rating: NC17


Buruma hugged her friends tightly, and then they were gone. She sighed sadly and left the bridge for her room. She walked by the gravity room door without even pausing and continued her way to her room. She didn't notice the gravity room's door open, or Vejiita stepping out to watch her walk away from him. He paused slightly before he moved to follow her.

"Onna," he said loud enough for her to hear him.

She stopped, and withturnturning around, she said, "I'm tired Vejiita, get your own food."

"I do not want food, stupid," he stated, walking up behind her. Tail twitching behind him, Vejiita stood behind his new mate, almost touching her, but not reaching out to initiate the contact.

She could feel the heat from his body through their clothes and stiffened. "If you want *that*, I'm tired, Vejiita."

He growled finally, and scooped her up in his arms. Screeching, she swatted at him and yelled obscenities. He gave her a good glare that silenced her before carrying her to her room. He kicked the door open with his foot before entering, carrying Buruma over to the bed. He deposited her roughly on the bed, and knelt beside her. Staring into her eyes, searching them almost demandingly, and then he pushed her onto her back gently. He straddled her slender waist and continued to gaze at her.

Her blue eyes were wide with shock and confusion. She opened her mouth to ask him what the hell he was doing, when his finger pressed against her lips, silencing her.

"Onna. Are you truly that... miserable?" he demanded softly.

Buruma gaped. "Huh?"

"You heard me."

She blinked at him. "Um, what do you mean?"

Leaning down so that their noses almost touched, he traced a finger along her jaw. "Are you that miserable being my mate? Do you hate it that much?"

She looked away. "Are you that miserable that you bonded a human?" she asked suddenly. "Do *you* hate it that much?"

He watched her silently before answering. "I am not... miserable about it, Onna. And I do not... hate it. I do not want it, but I do not hate it. It is a weakness, and I hate weaknesses. It was unexpected and not wanted, but I am not... miserable about it."

"But now you can't mate a Saiyajin-"

He growled and put his hands on her shoulders, pinning her to the ground. "Stupid Onna," he hissed. "Do you even know what you are talking about? I did not wish to mate, period. Saiyajin or not. And this bond... I do not like it, but I cannot change it. Especially with how powerful it is, Onna!"

She blinked. "Powerful?"

He growled softly and stared at her. "Yes. The stages usually happen over long periods. Years, Onna. It should have taken you years to see my dreams. It should have taken years for us to reflect the bond in our ki. And it should not be so strong. My dreams should not sso rso real to you, the ki changes should not be so noticeable. But they are, and I cannot stop them."

"Why is it like that?"

He shrugged angrily. "I have no idea.""How"How many stages are there?"

Again, he shrugged. "No one knows. All bonds go through the first stage. Some do two or three. It is rare to do four. And I know of only one pair doing a fifth in all of Vejiita-sei's history. After that? I do not know."

"How many do you think we'll-?"

He growled. "I do not know!"

She sighed. "I'm sorry I'm such a problem to you, Vejiita," she whispered, yanking her gaze from his.

He snarled, and put both of his hands on the sides of her face, forcing her to look at him. "You are a problem to me. Bonds are weaknesses, and I hate that. But I am not angry with you! I do not hate you for it. Knock it off, Onna."

She stared up at him, a bit confused. And that confusion grew when his lips pressed to hers suddenly. His hands pulled her head so that her lips were pressed almost painfully to his. He began to nibble on her bottom lip, and Buruma moaned softly through parted lips. He took advantage of that and deepened the kiss. Moving his hands from her face, he ran them under her, down her back to her hips, where he paused, clenching them hard.

He removed his legs from either side of her, and released her mouth. He stared at her a moment, his eyes unreadable, before he nibbled lightly on her neck. Pushing her shirt up with one hand, he had the other busy itself with her jeans. Buruma recovered from her shock long enough to start pulling at the spandex shorts he was wearing, and before he had realized it, they were off and her hand encircled his very obvious arousal.

He bit the inside of his cheek to keep from voicing his pleasure aloud, his tail swishing back and forth almost frantically. She suddenly pushed his back to the bed, and straddled his hips. He blinked at her in shock at her boldness, and complete reversal of roles. Damn it, *he* was supposed to be the dominate one! He moved to sit up and remedy that when she smiled at him.

"Stupid, you'll like this," she told him, and despite his reluctance, he relaxed and allowed her to take control. She nipped down his neck, flicking her tongue out every so often, earning a loud, satisfied purr from Vejiita. Her hands were busy sliding over his slightly sweaty chest as she moved from nipping his neck to his chest. He had to admit he was enjoying it, but... it still felt... odd to let her control the situation like she was. But just this once...

She trailed kisses and small nibbles down his chest and stomach, awed at the steel beneath the velvet. Her hand encircled his hardened manhood at the base and Vejiita sucked in a breath with a low hiss. She smirked up at him before moving her head down and taking him into her mouth.

That did it. Vejiita moaned loudly and his hands moved to the top of her head, his fingers buried in her aqua tresses, and his hips moved towards her. She pulled away to grin at him. "Liked that, did you?"

He opened his eyes, that he had unknowingly clenched shut to keep some measure of control. He gave her a glare, which fell a bit flat when his eyes were wide and shimmering with barely suppressed passion.

She giggled and leaned down to lick him soundly, earning herself another loud moan and a thrust of his hips. She used her mouth and hand in a synchronized movement that soon had her mate whimpering. If she thought she could get away with it, she'd giggle. The great Saiyajin no Ouji himself, purring and moaning loudly, between the soft whimpers of pleasure and need. And she doubted he liked losing that much control over his body.

He shuddered once and Buruma pulled away suddenly, causing another whimper to escape the proud warrior. She smiled at his face; his eyes clenched shut tightly, his mouth opened slightly, and a frown of concentration on his face. His tail was swatting violently at the bed, and his handse ale almost painful in her hair as he tried to push her gently back to his arousal.

She licked the tip once, causing him to shake violently and let another loud moan escape. Then, taking the length in her mouth once again, she quickened the pace. His hips were moving with every movement of her head, his hands clenched into her hair, and loud moans and whimpers came from him.

She gasped a bit as his tail wrapped around her leg, squeezing hard. She smiled slightly and ignored lim limb, setting back to Vejiita's little problem. She was a bit awed that, even though she had never done this, it had caused such a reaction in him. He was incoherent!

Another quick bob of her head and he gasped out suddenly, and he actually screamed as his seed erupted into her mouth with a violent thrust. He collapsed back with a shudder and his hands loosened in her hair, but he didn't let go and neither did his tail. She smiled and licked him once more, a violent shudder running through him again, and pulled away to smirk at her mate.

"Well?" she asked innocently.

He opened his mouth but nothing came out. He panted for breath for a moment longer before pulling her up suddenly and pinning her beneath him, his eyes slightly wide, and his body still trembling. "Passable," he whispered hoarsely.

She laughed. "Passable, my ass."

He gave her a gentle glare, before ripping off her clothes. She blinked, startled, and looked betweenm tom to see the man was more than ready for more. What stamina! "Do not... do that again, Onna," he told her suddenly.

"Why? You liked it well enough."

He nodded swiftly. "But... I almost could not control myself... and if I lose that control, I will hurt you..."

She frowned slightly. "That isn't fair... losing control... is nice... sometimes."

He smirked at her gently. "Well, if I lost it, I could kill you and therefore kill me, and I really do not wish to kill myself mating."

She rolled her eyes.

"I am serious, Onna. Do not do that again," he told her. "Kami, how did you learn that!? I almost lost it a few times!"

She smiled proudly and kissed him suddenly. "I'll do it as often as I want to," she told him.

He shook his head, and positioned himself. With a thrust, he pushed himself into her solid warmth. He moaned loudly when her womanhood accepted him. "It is hard enough with this..."

She kissed him again as he set an easy rhythm. He put a hand behind her knee and wrapped it around his hips as he pounded into her, almost violently. She tried for a while to keep up, but soon realized it was a lost cause, and lay back to let him control it.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and held on as he thrust into her violently, seemingly angrily. Then again, he was always angry. She gasped and moaned, arching against him when he pulled her hips to his roughly by the hands on her hips. His tail was wrapped around her leg, and twitched slightly with each thrust.

She screamed out suddenly when she climaxed, sending him over the edge for the second time, and he gasped suddenly and thrust once more into her. Collapsing, both laid there panting. Vejiita had clenched and released her hip repetitively as he fought to control his breathing, but Buruma didn't really mind. And within moments, she was asleep.

Vejiita purred slightly when he felt her drift off, and pulled her flushed body to his, wrapping himself around her protectively. He nuzzled her sleeping form, and softly whispered to her, "I almost killed you, foolish Onna."


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AN: Very short.

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