Undead | By : Jennji Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1690 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Goten locked eyes burned into Bulma’s. Grinning with a wicked smile that dripped of malice, he willed her to stand from the floor where she landed none too gracefully. The woman brought herself to her feet. Her eyes glazed over similar to that of an animal in its death throes. One foot dragged as painfully slow as the other towards the menacing creature that demanded her attention. The dozen feet seemed an eternity before she finally reached the bed where Goten had been chained. Falling to her knees, Bulmas head fell to the side lazily as a cold voice spoke.
“Now, undo my bonds female. ”
***
“No!!!” Trunks had only a split second to react as he descended into the basement to see the fate of his Goten. Goku had Bulma pinned by the neck face down into the concrete… his mother. Oh his mother. The poor woman was still gasping for air, shaken with fear a breath away from the Sayjin. Goku arrived too late, again. His mind was in a frenzy of turmoil as to how to deal with the current situation. His son had gotten loose and his oldest and dear friend was now one of them too. Goku looked to his youngest sons’ childhood friend, “we need to find Goten.” He stated before turning his attention back to the struggling ‘human’ beneath him.
***
Vegeta had deposited Mirai on the grassy floor of the mountains away from human civilization hours ago. Apparently he had knocked him in the head harder than he thought because the Demi still refused to come to grips with consciousness. Turning slightly from the sight, Vegeta had planned to muse more about how to handle the situation at hand. But Goten interrupted that train of thought.
Bewildered at how this Demi had snuck up on him, Vegeta was (for once) thrown off enough to be unable to defend an attack. Falling hard to the ground, the Sayjin prince lay at the feet of the predator.
Goten licked his lips as he crawled over the unconscious Sayjin. Grinding himself against Vegetas thigh, he allowed his mind to fill with dozens of elating thoughts of what he was going to do to this beautiful Sayjin. Goten enjoyed running his hands up the sculpted chest as his tongue glided across Vegeta’s cheek. But first things first…
Keep Mirai from interfering. Stupid Demi seemed immune to this intoxication mentality.
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