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Pure Evil 5: End of Evil	By : sefiru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4450 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pure Evil 5: End of Evil

By Sefiru

Pairing: K/V

Warnings: NC-17, yaoi, oral, anal,
BDSM, kink, evil

Disclaimer: I own nothing, all belongs to Kakarott.

Admiral ShadowWolf: No! Not the
puppy eyes!

sm: have a lemon.

Lily: you�re quite welcome.

Macha: yeah, Raditz is just
fun.

Katonie: Vegeta-jii never
gets a break. Mm, chocolate ^^

Chibi_Dilandau: have you got a chibi
warning system?

Zofo: yes, this is the end � of this series.

Yes, we have finally reached the End of Evil. But, as there
seems to be interest, I might write a Papa Raditz
story just for fun �

In this chapter: we go out with a bang.

***

Chapter 9: Never Let Go

***

�� Kakarott is
trying to drive me mad. He�s kidnapped me � that is, he�s ordered me to take a
day off my usual work, during which he is keeping me chained in his office. Literally. Naked, gagged, wrists chained in ki restraints
behind me, ankles chained to my tail, tail tip fastened to my collar, and my
collar attached by a long chain to his desk. This alone would have me
constantly hard, if Kakarott hadn�t also locked me into a little glass cage
that keeps me from stiffening at all. It doesn�t stop me from getting aroused,
though; I can barely sit still, and my purr is continuous. His scent alone has
me delirious with lust.

�� He�s given me a
challenge: �I�ll take that cage off you once you come without getting hard.� At
the moment, that doesn�t seem difficult. Kakarott gives me plenty of
opportunities to learn; as he works through his stacks of reports, the tip of
his tail brushes my skin, and every hour or so he pauses his work to mount me. Each time he brings me closer to the edge of climax; each time he
spills his seed in me and lays me down on the mat like his favorite toy.
He does it without foreplay � because this is
the foreplay, and it bodes well for the evening after I beat his challenge. I
know I will succeed; I�m too turned on not to.

�� It�s Kakarott who
brings out this side of me. From the day we first fought, I knew I must have
him � to defeat him, so I told myself. But even then my heart knew which role I
truly preferred. A desire that I dared not admit to the world � but Kakarott,
he saw right through me. He obviously liked what he saw.

�� His pencil falls
to the desktop with a clatter, and I moan through my gag. I know what�s coming:
he rises from his chair and unbuttons his pants. I mewl and raise my hips � my
pulse thunders in my ears and my skin prickles in anticipation. By this point
he�s seeded me almost a dozen times, but here he is, ready for more. This
evidence of his power just makes me hotter.

�� His fingers brush
against my back and all rational thought vanishes. I writhe helplessly,
pressing against him, but he draws away. Tease. Then he grabs my hips and
slides into me. I�m on the brink already, his purring growl echoes in my ears,
and he thrusts � in � out � in � and then �

�� My whole body
spasms, stars dance in my eyes as wave after wave of pleasure surges from my
core to the ends of my limbs. It goes on and on until Kakarott finally pulls
out of me. He nuzzles my cheek; I give him a look of drowsy triumph. I beat his
challenge and the result was oh so worth it.

�� Kakarott unclips
my leash from his desk and unbuckles my gag. �My work here is done,� he says.
�Now I�ll take you home and give you your prize.�

�� There�s more?� I
answer vaguely.

�� You bet your
tasty butt there is.�

***

�� He takes me home,
removes my bindings, lays me in the tub and gently bathes me. �So how did you like
that one?�

�� You, Kakarott,
are an evil, evil man.� I smirk. �I hope you have a second round planned.�

�� Of course I do.�
He dries both of us with his ki and drapes me over his shoulder � he really
does like doing that. He carries me to our bed and lays me down, then goes to
our toybox to select a few items. He sets them on the
bedside table; I don�t bother looking, I�ll find out what they are soon enough.
He lies down beside me and pulls me into a kiss. I open my lips to return it,
sliding my tongue across his teeth.

�� Kakarott is
always delicious, but now, after I�ve been gagged all day, he tastes like
nectar descended from heaven. I lean into him, intent on devouring every drop
of his scent. His tail wraps around me to caress my back with long, languid
strokes. Through the growling haze of lust, I lift my fingers to brush the side
of his neck; he purrs softly. Good. I press my chest against his so that the
sound can rumble through me, and curl my leg around his thigh. My tail lashes� across the
blankets for a moment before wrapping around him in a mirror of his own. To go
from completely bound, to completely free � is
wondrous. We lie together for an hour or more, touching and being touched,
speaking only with purrs and moans.

�� At length our
warmth grows into heat and our heat into fire. Kakarott nips my shoulder as his
hand urges my thighs apart. Fingers brush me, slide into me; my eyes roll back
in my head. I never get tired of this. Minutes later he pulls away both hands
and tail and I can hear that he�s preparing something, something unusual. He�s
such an imaginative pervert. A slick object presses against my ring, presses
in; it�s thicker than usual, so � ah, it�s his tail! He must have put a condom
over it to keep the fur out of the way. The tip writhes deep inside me,
touching places he usually doesn�t reach. He grasps my tail and starts stroking
it, nibbling on my neck at the same time; I mewl and shudder under him.

�� He works his way
up to the end of my tail, and to my surprise, unrolls another condom over it.
Will I �? Yes. He smears my tail with lube and guides it to his hole. I push
into him eagerly. His purr turns to a groan and his tail twitches inside me,
which makes my tail twitch as well. My fingers knot in his hair; his hand grips
both our shafts, presses them together, and he thrusts slowly against me. Too
slow! I growl and buck my hips at him; he doesn�t change his pace, but he does
start moving his tail in and out of me in time with his thrusts. It�s too much.
I gasp. I howl. In mere moments I splatter us with my seed. He finishes a
little later, more gently, but then he�s already come several times today.

�� Afterward we lie
entwined, still deep inside each other; breathing in our scents, listening to
our heartbeats, savoring each other�s presence. He is mine. I am his. And I
know he will not let me go.

***

Vegeta: Is that woman finally finished?

Kakarott: Good. Now we can have some peace and quiet.

Sefiru: Sayonnara, boys.
I�m off to torment alternate reality versions of you two.

AU Vegeta: *sarcastic* Oh, goodie.

Yes, this is the end of the main Pure Evil story. I may be
tempted into writing a Raditz & Chibi story.

Yes, my next DBZ story will be an AU.

Here are previews of the three fics
I have in process right now:

***

Yusuke�s Revenge (Yuyu Hakusho, sequel to Hot Mazoku
Action)

�� Yusuke clasped
his hands behind his head and looked at his two hannin.
�Guys, what do you think about another trip to Reikai?�

�� Hiei and Kurama looked at each
other. �Our parole only forbids us from entering the Reikai
vaults,� the fox mused.

�� Oh, we�re not going to break into
the vault.�

***

Journeys on the Dark Side (Pokemon)

�� What�s a brush?�
Absol�s illusory voice� asks.

�� It�s for grooming,� I murmur back,
too softly for the other trainer to hear. Absol
shakes out his mane.

�� Interesting.
I will defeat the Graveller and win this object.� Out
loud, he roars, �SOOOOL!� The sound sends a shiver down my spine. Maybe this
trainer business isn�t so bad after all.

***

From Vegetasei with Love (DBZ AU)

�� Vegeta strode
into the office and shut the door behind him; the woman behind the desk frowned
at him. �You�re late, Agent V.�

�� I can�t teleport, woman. And call
me by my name.�

�� I will when you stop calling me
�woman.�� She shoved a folder at him. �Here�s your mission.�

�� He leafed through it. �Genetic
research � bioweapons � why are you putting me on
this, B?�

�� Rumor is,
they�re trying to re-create the Legendary Super Saiyan.�

***

So there they are. ^^ See you next time!
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