Finding Love At Last

Finding Love At Last
by Kaysha33

Author’s note:

The first fic I've ever uploaded anywhere... ^^; It plays several years after DBGT, and Goku (now called Kakarott) and Vegeta found other Saiyajin and live on New Vegeta-sei. (If you got questions, ask... *scratches the back of her head with a sheepish grin*)

'...' = thoughts
::...:: = mindspeech

Comments always appreciated, but, please, be gentle... ^^

Credits go to pixelgoddess!!! *hugs her tightly* Thank you, dear! ^___^ She allowed me to borrow Goku/Kakarott's nickname - Kakorr. We both hope it'll be a common nickname for him. :D It suits him well. And I also borrowed her idea of 'Rouba' as a shaman to Saiyajin culture (from her fics 'Maintaining' and 'Quest' ) *smooch* Thank you again!!!

Now enjoy, guys! =)


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Tonight will be special, Kakarott thought, grinning broadly. He straightened his back with a sigh and looked around, his chestnut tail swaying happily behind him. Everything seemed to be perfect. Candles were scattered in the sleeping-area of his cavern, furs and pillows forming a huge bed. I hope she likes it.
A quiet noise just outside of his den caught Kakarott’s attention. He turned, went to the entrance and pulled the furs covering the doorway aside with a welcoming smile on his lips. “Oh, it’s you,” he said and his smile vanished a little bit as he recognized Shao, who hovered there with her two-year-old daughter Sho clinging to her back.
The white-haired healer smirked up at the tall Saiyajin, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “Yeah, it’s me. Surprised?”
Kakarott grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his head. “Uhm, I expected someone else,” he admitted, and his cheeks burned with obvious embarrassment.
“I know. That’s why I’m here.”
With a huge grin on his face Kakarott had leaned forward to tickle Chibi Sho with his tail, making the girl erupt into bright giggles, but as soon as he heard Shao’s dry comment he turned his head to look into his friend’s golden eyes. “Oh,” he said, his grin disappearing once more, “why?”
Shao sighed. “I just want to make sure that you know what you’re doing, Kakarott-san.” She reached out and took his hand, pulling him outside and up the side of the cliff, Sho on her back squealing in excitement at the sensation of flight.
Kakarott heaved a little sigh, concentrated on his own ki, taking his heavy weight off of the healer and Rouba-in-training, and followed her to the top of the cliff. Shao already waited for him, sitting on a rock beneath a huge tree and holding Chibi Sho on her knees.
The cub came right after her father, Goten; her small chestnut tail was looped around her mother’s arm and her black hair was as tousled as usual – in typical Son-fashion. When Kakarott landed next to them Sho squealed again and stretched her arms out at him. “Jii-jii!”
“I think she wants her Jii-chan,” Shao said with a smile and let go of her daughter. Instantly the little one’s ki climbed and she floated, a little unsteady, into her grandfather’s open arms.
Kakarott was surprised at this display of Sho’s strength – but, he reminded himself, all of his grandchil-dren had been strong from the beginning… He grinned at the cub and laughed when a tiny tail coiled itself fear-lessly around his wrist and small hands reached out to grab the blue fabric of his gi-top. “Hi, cub,” he said and placed her on his hip.
The girl giggled again and snuggled into her grandfather’s chest. “Jii-jii,” she repeated with a broad smile.
“She has missed you, Kakarott-san,” Shao smiled after watching the display for a while. Then she turned her head and let her eyes roam over the valley below the cliff. She could sense the raised kis of Vegeta, Goten, her daughter Akari, and Yumiko; currently they were in the pack’s Gravity Room, training with the young female Saiyajin. They tried to pass the time waiting for the Kaioshin to help them bring back their long-gone families. But Kakarott tried this in his own way… She remained silent for a moment or two, and then she said without looking up, “You want to know why I’m here.”
With another sigh Kakarott dropped himself to the ground, pulling Sho into his lap. He winced when she reached out and grabbed a handful of his hair, tugging at it with another cheerful giggle. “Yeah, I do,” he said, gently loosening the cub’s fingers, and curiously cocked his head at his son’s mate.
“I am the healer of the pack,” Shao answered softly, “and soon enough I will be the Rouba of this pack, too…” She still sounded somewhat amazed at that thought.
Kakarott nodded and wrapped his tail reassuringly around his friend’s wrist. The entire pack thought that way by now. They all sought her counsel already whenever there was a problem… “You are, Shao-chan.”
She sighed heavily. “Well… that’s why I’m here, Kakarott-san.” Finally she looked up at the tall Saiya-jin-warrior. “You love Yumiko.”
Kakarott blinked at her in confusion. Usually the healer kept herself out of the pack’s love-life – unless she was asked. “Why do you want to know?”
Shao didn’t answer. “And she loves you,” she stated instead.
He just nodded.
Chibi Sho suddenly fell still and silent in her grandfather’s lap. She sensed that something was not quite right and watched her mother and Kakarott intently. Her tail swayed in confusion. Only when Kakarott absently stoked the cub’s head, soothing her, Sho relaxed into his embrace once more.
“Well,” Shao said hesitantly, “that… might… be a… problem.”
That simple statement shocked the Saiyajin. Why should the fact that they loved each other be a prob-lem? “B-but w-why?” he stuttered at last.
Shao smiled and put a hand on Kakarott’s arm. “Yumiko might do something she may not be ready for, Kakarott-san. At least not yet. But she would do it… just to please you.” She eyed her friend closely. “You want her, don’t you?”
The huge Saiyajin blushed violently, a deep-red color covering his cheeks. No matter how old he would become he would never be able to talk freely about a topic like that… not really. But he knew too well that Shao, whenever she talked about something as private as sex, had a very good reason for it. So he nodded again.
“And you… prepared something very… special for her?”
nother uncomfortable nod.
“And you truly think she would deny you… anything?”
Kakarott stared wide-eyed at the soon-to-be-Rouba. His hands stopped what they were doing, making the cub in his lap growl her annoyance.
But Sho instantly ceased growling when her mother’s sharp, mental scolding silenced her. She squirmed in Kakarott’s lap, turning around, and looked at her grandfather. The upset expression and the shock, pouring off of him, scared her. “Kaa…” she whimpered and looked at her mother with tear-bright eyes. But before she could start to cry, another, this time very tender, mental touch calmed her down.
::Don’t cry, my cubling,:: Shao lovingly told her daughter, ::he is not hurt, just confused. Everything will be alright.::
The girl understood and immediately started to purr, trying to comfort her distressed grandfather. “Awright… Jii-jii… awright…” she babbled and hugged him.
Distractedly, Kakarott wrapped his arms around the cub, returning the hug. The healer’s words had sha-ken him. He never considered this before. He’d just thought about how happy he was, finally having a girl of his own again…
“She would never say ‘no’ to anything you suggest, Kakarott-san,” Shao told him gently. “Even if she’s not ready for it…” Cupping the tall Saiyajin’s face with her hands, she smiled softly at him. “I don’t say that you should NOT ask her,” she explained, “I just say you should be aware of the fact that Yumiko might… FORCE herself to do something… just to please you… just to keep you from getting… angry at her.”
Kakarott couldn’t believe that he had never noted anything about this… His love for the young Saiyajin had made him blind for her problems… he’d just been thinking about himself and never about how everything HE did would make HER feel…
“Her entire life she’d learned to do anything her ‘Master’ had told her. If she did not obey he got an-gry… and whenever he got angry he beat her up… badly… and she was always afraid.” Shao sighed heavily and reached over to caress her cub’s small face. With a sad smile she continued, “It doesn’t matter that her ‘Master’ is dead now… that her family killed him after you freed them… It doesn’t matter that you love her… That is what she has learned, Kakarott-san. ‘Do everything you are told, no matter what you feel or what you want.’ She instinctively acts upon this rule. And I don’t think that she is even aware of it.”
With tears glistening in his dark eyes, the Saiyajin-warrior listened to the explanations of the white-haired healer. His tail coiled itself even tighter around her wrist without Kakarott taking notice of it. He knew too well what Yumiko’s life had been like before he’d saved her – and he had never even spared a single thought about how it would affect her and their relationship now… it had been over, hadn’t it? But now that he came to think about it… there HAD been a lot of occasions when she had agreed with him, doing everything he sug-gested to do… just to avoid an argument with him. “Oh Kami above,” he moaned softly, hiding his face in Sho’s black spikes. “I really HAVE been blind…”
“Yes, you have,” Shao said gently, “but that’s why I’M here. Just to keep you from making stupid mis-takes like this.” She leaned over and pulled the Saiyajin into her embrace, making her daughter’s purr grow louder when the cub found herself being caught in the middle of it. “Just don’t force her, Kakarott-san, that’s all I ask from you.”
Kakarott’s deep rumble mingled with Sho’s soft purr. “I swear I won’t,” he said. “I swear I will never hurt her like that. Never.”
“I know that you won’t do that, Kakarott-san. That’s exactly why I told you this. She loves you, I know that, but her heart is as fragile as fine glass. She needs you – but be careful that you don’t break her… take it slow.”
Kakarott nodded, determination obvious in his voice when he answered his friend. “I will, I promise.” He vowed that he would protect Yumiko from getting hurt… even if it meant that he had to protect her from himself…

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Three hours later Yumiko was on her way back to Kakarott’s den – certainly he was waiting for her already. The training with Vegeta-no-ou, Goten-sama and his daughter Akari had taken longer than she had intended… but there absolutely was no saying ‘no’ to the Saiyajin-no-ou… at least where the training of the pack was con-cerned…
And Yumiko still was not as strong as the rest of the pack. So she trained hard, trying to keep up and to raise her ki. She didn’t want to be a burden for the pack – and her Kakorr especially. She wanted to be able to carry her own weight, to be able to watch her own back in battle… But, she told herself, I will never be as strong as Vegeta-sama or Kakorr… no matter how hard I try…
With these thoughts in mind Yumiko finally reached the den Kakarott lived in. She knew her friend would sense her ki, and waited for him outside, floating in front of the cave with her tail wrapped protectively around her waist.
Just a few moments later Kakarott appeared in the entrance with a broad smile on his face. “Yumiko,” he said cheerfully, reaching out and pulling the young Saiyajin into a crushing hug. “I’ve missed you.”
Yumiko snorted at that. ::I have only been gone for half a day.::
As usual Kakarott felt a warm shudder running through him at Yumiko’s gentle mental contact. “Enough for me to miss you,” he replied and kissed her cheek.
::Sentimental sap, that’s what you are, my baka-bear.:: She grinned and wrapped her arms around Ka-karott’s brawny neck.
“Yup, and proud of it.” His tail brushed affectionately over her cheek and tickled the side of her neck. He loved to hear the soft giggle that poured out of her at the teasing touch. These were – at this time – about the only sounds he got out of her; it was still hard for her to use verbal communication and she always preferred mental speech to it. “Come in, I have something for you. Close your eyes.” His tail feathered over the female Saiyajin’s dark eyes, then he pulled her inside with his tail still held in place.
::What… what are you doing?:: Although Yumiko trusted the tall Saiyajin not being able to see still made her somewhat nervous.
Kakarott grinned and gently positioned her to face the sleeping-area. “Surprise,” he whispered into her ear and pulled his tail away.
Speechlessly, Yumiko looked around. It was beautiful. Burning candles were scattered everywhere, bathing the den in soft, golden light. A wonderful scent lingered in the air… the scent of fragranced oils…
“What do you say?”
She almost did not hear the gentle question. ::Oh Kakorr…:: she whispered at last, ::it is beautiful.::
Hearing this endearment made the huge Saiyajin smile. “You like it?” he wanted to know and stepped behind her, wrapping his arms around her slender body and pulling her close.
Yumiko relaxed into his embrace and sighed. ::Yes, I do,:: she said, her dark-brown tail un-wrapping from her waist and stroking Kakarott’s neck and cheeks. A soft purr vibrated in her chest when she asked, ::But why?::
“Uhhh…” Kakarott hesitated and blushed. They had kissed and cuddled before, but nothing more… And after the little talk he just had with Shao he suddenly had second thoughts about this…
::Kakorr?:: Yumiko could smell her friend’s embarrassment and turned around in his embrace to look up at him. ::What’s wrong, Kakorr?::
Kakarott was not able to prevent his tail from flicking behind him in nervousness. He blinked and stammered, “I-I just… uhhh… I… w-wanted… to…”
::Kakorr, please.:: Yumiko’s gentle voice made her friend fall silent. She could imagine why he had prepared something like this. The thought alone made her nervous, as well; no surprise, considering the abuse she had been subject to in her life. But she also felt somewhat… flattered. She slowly reached out and captured the thrashing tail in a gentle grip, making Kakarott tense at once.
Kakarott almost bolted when Yumiko’s hand touched his tail, her fingers brushing against the sensitive fur and instantly sending a jolt of pleasure through his entire body. “… Yumiko…” he moaned softly and tried to withdraw his tail from her hands. He moaned again when she did not let go; instead she started to stroke his fur, turning his knees into mush.
The smaller Saiyajin leaned against Kakarott’s broad chest, listening to his quickened heartbeat, and purred softly. ::Kakorr,:: she whispered after some time, and her purring increased. She could sense clearly that he wanted her – she was able to smell it. ::Tell me what you want, my Kakorr,:: she prodded.
Kakarott was stunned to hear her words, but what surprised him even more was the sweet scent her tail emitted. She wanted him, too. But he could make out the other scent that was mingled into it – she was worried, as well. With a regretting sigh he plucked his tail out of her loving hold. Pulling himself together, he looked doubt-fully into her near-black eyes. “I just don’t want to make you do something you’re not ready for, Yumiko,” he said at last.
She watched him closely, bewilderment obvious in her gaze. She did not understand why he restrained himself like that – he WANTED her, didn’t he? No man had ever restrained himself before when he saw the discomfort in her… they always had taken her… even against her will… That someone would willingly put himself through the torment of holding back was new to her… It warmed her heart and at the same time con-fused her to no end…
Kakarott could tell what his young friend was thinking. He cupped her face with both hands and smiled down at her, trying to reassure her. “I will never force you to do something against your will, my sweet Miko. NEVER. I love you too much to do that to you.”
Yumiko stared at him for a moment. Then she stepped away from the tall Saiyajin, turning around and walking to the pile of soft furs and pillows in the sleeping-area. With a bewildered sigh she dropped herself on the bed and buried her fingers in the dark fur she was sitting on.
Kakarott followed his friend and sank to his knees in front of her. “Are you alright?”
Sighing again, Yumiko avoided his worried gaze. ::I… don’t know…::
He smiled tenderly. He could see that she didn’t know what to do anymore. Finally he made a decision. “It’s true,” he admitted softly and rested his hands on her knees. “I really want you… but I would never force you.”
Yumiko just looked at him, a tiny smile starting to form on her lips. In the end she lifted a hand and ca-ressed the other Saiyajin’s cheek. ::I love you, too.::
Kakarott grinned at her. He leaned into her touch, his tail brushing tenderly over her face. He was sur-prised when she moved forward and kissed him, her arms wrapping themselves around his neck once more and her fingers tangling in his unruly, black spikes. His body instinctively reacted to this, immediately making him purr. And when she moved to straddle his hips, he moaned into her mouth…
She enjoyed being this close to Kakarott, and she even surprised herself when she climbed into his lap. But as soon as his hands wandered beneath her shirt, touching her bare skin for the first time, she almost pushed her friend away.
Kakarott felt her body stiffen and her ki shift, stopping his hands’ movement at once and looking into troubled eyes. She was not ready, no matter what she said… or did. “Yumiko,” he said gently, “we should stop this.”
Yumiko, eyes wide with sudden fear, desperately shook her head. ::No, please, don’t… I just…::
The huge Saiyajin smiled at her frantic pleas. “Tell me what’s wrong, Yumiko,” he said softly.
She looked at him, and for a moment she did not know what to say. Finally a visible tremble ran through her lean body, and she tried to smile at her friend. ::I-I… I-I just…:: she stuttered and stopped herself again.
“What?” Kakarott urged gently.
::I just don’t want you to… to… see my scars,:: Yumiko said at last, evading his tender gaze.
Kakarott could sense that this thought bothered his young friend greatly. So he suppressed the relieved laughter that bubbled inside of him. Instead he put a finger under her chin and lifted her head, forcing her to meet his dark, serious eyes. “Why?” he wanted to know, realizing that she truly did not remember he had seen her naked before when he’d found her in that cell, and later again when Shao and Nial had healed her. But when he saw that she was not able to answer, he continued. “Do you think that these scars could make me change my mind about you? That I would not like you anymore?”
Yumiko just nodded with a miserable look on her face.
Kakarott’s smile widened. “I have scars, as well,” he told her, pulling his shirt up and over his head, showing the other Saiyajin the various scars that covered his chest and back. “Does this change the way you think and feel about me?”
Yumiko’s unhappy expression vanished a little bit when she shook her head.
“So why do you think YOUR scars would make ME change my mind?”
The female Saiyajin thought about this for a moment, her tail-tip twitching with obvious unease. ::It’s not the same,:: she said at last.
“Why not?” Kakarott’s tail coiled itself around her arm, the tip gently stroking her skin.
::Well… YOU got your scars in battles,:: she replied after a moment. ::And… I…::
“You didn’t,” he smiled. “And I do not care. You’re beautiful, my sweet Miko, no matter how many scars cover your skin. I love you.”
Yumiko finally gifted her friend with a grateful smile. ::Really?::
Kakarott nodded. A thought crossed his mind: if these scars really bothered her like this, why not ask Shao to remove them? And why hadn’t they thought of it when they healed her, in the first place? He would suggest this later, but now he leaned forward to capture those smiling lips with his own. He whimpered softly when cool fingers touched his skin, tracing one of the scars on his chest. Without thinking, Kakarott reached out and let his hands wander again. This time Yumiko only sighed when his fingers touched the bare skin of her back once more. She did not fight it when he grabbed the base of her shirt and pulled it up – no, she even helped him eagerly to get rid of it.
Some time later Kakarott broke the ever-deepening kiss and looked into a beautiful face which was flushed with desire. “Are you alright?” he breathed, just wanting to make sure…
Yumiko only nodded, tail swaying behind her and giving off an enthralling scent.
Kakarott grinned at the erotic sight before him. All doubts vanished with this wonderful scent filling his nose. She really wanted this… wanted HIM. He growled playfully and leaned forward again, this time nipping at her shoulder. Her answering-growl vibrated against him, increasing his need. His hands stroked her thighs through the fabric of her gi-pants; his tail flicked behind him, filling the cave with his own heavy musk. His tongue darted over her throat, and he heard her soft moan with male satisfaction. Let’s see what other sounds I can get out of you, he thought and grinned. It had been quite some time since he’d last had a woman, but Kaka-rott restrained himself, using his incredibly strong will to keep himself from plundering his new lover without mercy. He wanted to show Yumiko how wonderful making love could be… and he intended to drive her insane with need…
Yumiko moaned and whimpered when his hands and tail started to explore her upper body, his fingers – strong but gentle – kneaded her breasts, tenderly pinching and rolling her nipples. ::Kakorr…:: she sighed, re-peating his name again and again when he licked his way down her throat and his lips closed themselves around a hardened nub, suckling compassionately on it. ::Kakorr…::
Slowly Kakarott moved, pushing his lover back into the soft sleeping-furs. He nibbled and kissed an er-rant path over her body, starting at her throat. As soon as he reached the waistband of her gi-pants Kakarott hesitated for a moment and looked up to try and make eye-contact, wanting to give her a last chance to say no. He smiled broadly when he only saw flushed cheeks and closed eyes, sensing nothing but delight. Hooking his fingers in the waistband, he pulled her pants down, carefully threading out the dark fur of Yumiko’s tail.
A short time later the female Saiyajin was naked and blushed from head to toe under Kakarott’s studying gaze. Currently he stood next to the bed, already fully aroused, holding his own gi-pants in his hands. With a gentle laugh he dropped the pants and knelt down next to her. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered, letting his eyes wander over her slender form, taking in every curve and every dip… He leaned down once more to worship his lover’s body with lips, hands and tail, this time starting at her feet and slowly working his way up, caressing every inch of her soft skin and not missing a single spot – and after long, out-stretching minutes he had her shaking and whimpering for more… When she groaned his pillow-name with pure rapture in her mental voice Kakarott’s erection twitched painfully and the breathtaking sound almost had him coming…
Yumiko could no longer think straight; Kakarott was slowly driving her mad with his gentle ministra-tions. She never knew that pleasure like this existed. She was not able to stop moaning and panting, her own body was betraying her; her tail was wrapped tightly around Kakarott’s upper arm – and when he licked his way along her inner thigh and buried his face between her legs Yumiko grabbed his black spikes and screamed.
The tall Saiyajin grinned when he heard the pleasure-filled cry echoing in the cave. That was exactly what he wanted to hear… Flicking his tongue skillfully over her soft folds, he brought Yumiko closer and closer to the edge. And when his chestnut tail brushed her dark-brown fur in all directions she desperately screamed her release…
Kakarott only granted his lover a few heartbeats to catch her breath before he kissed and licked a trail along her firm belly and further up to her throat and chin – only stopping shortly to suckle on her breasts. He leaned onto his arms to look into Yumiko’s face, flushed with pleasure, and smirked. His aching cock now throbbed with unfulfilled need, and he was sure that he would not be able to stand the torture of holding himself back any longer. He wanted to take her… now. “Miko,” he whispered and his voice was harsh with want.
Yumiko heard the frantic plea and opened her eyes with some effort. ::My Kakorr,:: she said with a loving smile. She knew exactly what he wanted… what he needed… ::Yes… come to me…::
That was all the anxious Saiyajin needed to hear. Even after all she had been through she wanted this… wanted this as much as he did. He knelt between her parted legs, leaning heavily on one hand, never taking his eyes away from his lover’s face when he positioned his hard cock at her entrance with the other hand and slowly pushed forward.
Yumiko’s hands grabbed her lover’s broad shoulders tightly, her nails digging into his skin, when Kaka-rott shoved himself into her… inch by slow, maddening inch… And when his whole length filled her completely Yumiko moaned with sheer satisfaction in her voice. She did not even notice that Kakarott stopped moving as soon as he was buried up to the hilt in her…
The huge Saiyajin watched his smaller lover closely for some moments, hardly being able to restrain himself but wanting to make sure that everything was fine with her. “Yumiko,” he whispered throatily and gen-tly touched her cheek. His heart skipped a beat when she opened her eyes and looked up at him. Never in his whole life had he seen someone as beautiful as her… Her cheeks were blushed deep red, her dark eyes were hooded with lust, her black hair was disheveled, and her breathing was already ragged. “You’re beautiful… my sweet Miko…”
Hearing this made Yumiko smile. It felt wonderful to be filled like this – but somehow it was not enough… she needed… ::… More…::
Kakarott heard the fleeting thought and leaned down to kiss his lover’s neck. He brought his lips close to her ear and whispered, “Anything you want…” Gently, he grabbed her legs, one after the other, and wrapped them around his hips; then he coiled his tail around her ankles, securing them in that position.
Yumiko did nothing to stop him; she trusted Kakarott absolutely and had given up all control to him, letting him pleasure her as he saw fit. She whimpered softly when her lover slowly pulled out of her, foolishly thinking for a moment that he would leave her; but her whimper became a full-fledged groan as soon as he pushed forward once more, just as slowly, and then settled into a languid rhythm.
Soon the pace increased in speed and strength. With a loving smile Kakarott captured Yumiko’s wildly thrashing tail, dragging his fingers through the soft fur, making her moan pitifully with raw need. Grinning mi-schievously – and never stopping to thrust into the welcoming heat beneath him – Kakarott took the tip of her tail into his mouth and started to suckle on it. He enjoyed the groans and whimpers she emitted, and the know-ledge that it was HE who gave her that much pleasure only heightened his own…
This was like nothing either of them had ever experienced… both of them had never made love to another Saiyajin before – and it was fantastic. The den was filled with soft cries and both lovers’ heavy musk. Kakarott soon realized that he did not need to restrain himself out of fear that he could accidentally hurt his lover in the heat of the moment – no, Yumiko was no fragile human and was strong enough… she would not break… And Yumiko never believed that touching and stroking her skin and fur like that could bring her so much pleasure… Never before had she felt as protected like this; with Kakarott she felt secure and cared for… she could trust him… something she had never encountered by then…
Hardly being able to concentrate on what he was doing, Kakarott straightened his back and raised him-self into a crouch, pulling his lover up with him without losing her. He heard Yumiko’s satisfied groan when her own weight impaled her more thoroughly on his straining cock. Her head now rested on his shoulder, her arms were wrapped around his corded neck, and his tail still locked her legs behind his back.
::… Kakorr…:: Yumiko whimpered when all movement came to a halt. ::Kakorr… please…:: Her own tail coiled itself around Kakarott’s arm, tip twitching with anxiety. ::Please…::
Kakarott suppressed a grin. He could tell that she was close to breaking – but that was exactly what he had intended… “I love you,” he whispered into her ear and started to move again with his hands resting on her hips. His upward-thrusts were slow but powerful – and this time he wanted – NEEDED – to finish it, knowing too well that he would not last much longer. Soon his pace increased in speed once more; he kissed and licked her neck and shoulder, his hands supporting their mutual rhythm…
All thoughts were driven out of Yumiko’s mind when the tall Saiyajin moved faster within her. All thought but one… ::More…:: she moaned, ::Kakorr… more…::
Kakarott groaned when his lover began to move in his lap, her fingers grabbing his shoulders almost painfully. “Miko…” Without thinking he raised his ki, slowly intensifying his strokes with his energy. That nearly made her cry out loud – but just nearly. However, in his mind he heard a throaty wail…
::Morrre…:: Yumiko repeated in a purr-growl, ::Kakorrrr… morrre…:: Her own ki raised in response to her lover’s…
A low growl rumbling in his chest, Kakarott pushed his energy-level higher and higher with Yumiko’s ki reacting to his… and finally he crossed the border to Level One. With a roar he turned Super-Saiyajin, almost missing his lover’s desperate cry.
Yumiko was barely able to bear the raging waves of Kakarott’s higher ki, rushing through her entire body when he ascended. It was almost too much for her – but just almost… All she was able to think of was the intense pleasure she felt. Every movement of their bodies brought her closer to fulfillment. But it still was not enough… ::Morrre…::
Hearing her husky voice in his mind and smelling the still-intensifying scent of her arousal made some-thing in the huge Saiyajin snap, letting him lose control entirely. His thrusts became even more frantic and force-ful, and a constant purr, made deeper with want, rumbled in his chest. He buried himself up to the hilt in her warmth over and over again, his ki surging through her in a wild current…
… and suddenly Yumiko arched her back, tossing her head into her neck, and screamed his name when she came, hard, her high-pitched cry almost deafening him… “KAKORR…”
At the same time Kakarott growled his own release, thrusting into her with all of his strength, filling her with his seed and even more ki, making her shriek incoherently once more.
That was all Yumiko could take. Her frenzied scream ended abruptly when, all of a sudden, her whole world turned black… and she faded out from too much sensation…
When Yumiko collapsed limply against him Kakarott inhaled sharply with sudden fear. What had he done? Quickly he examined his lover’s ki and was relieved as soon as he found that nothing was wrong with her… it had just been too much for her. Smiling softly, he moved to push Yumiko back into the furs, pulling his now-soft cock out of her and stretching his body out next to hers. With a content sigh he drew her into his strong embrace and rested his chin on top of her head. He reached out with his tail and covered both of them with one of the sleeping-furs.
My name, he smugly said to himself, she really screamed my name. The thought that he had given her enough pleasure to actually make her scream – aloud and not just in his head – thrilled Kakarott to no end. He snuggled deeper into their embrace, his fingers gently stroking Yumiko’s dark hair, and his tail lazily caressing her thigh. He felt so good, being content with just lying there and watching his lover in her exhausted slumber…

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When Yumiko finally woke up again she did not know where she was at first, feeling somewhat disoriented. It was hard to focus her senses…
What happened…?
“Ahhh, you’re awake,” a soft voice said close to her ear, and Yumiko turned her head to look for the voice’s source.
The younger Saiyajin found Kakarott looking down at her, and suddenly the memories of what had taken place earlier returned to her. Staring up at Kakarott, who was propped up on one elbow and smiled softly at her, Yumiko’s eyes slowly filled with tears.
Confused at seeing the sudden sadness Kakarott blinked, not knowing what to do at first when his lover started to tremble.
Yumiko tried hard to stifle her sobs and to hold back her tears, but it was no use. As soon as Kakarott wrapped his strong arms around her and pulled her into his embrace once more, Yumiko hid her face in his broad chest and cried. Soon her slender body was shaking with her sobs, and Kakarott crooned loving words, trying to soothe his sad lover with a soft purr.
Eventually Yumiko’s tears stopped flowing and her trembles ceased away.
“What’s wrong, my sweet Miko?” the tall Saiyajin asked gently and continued to stroke her black hair. “Tell me, what’s wrong?”
::N-nothing,:: Yumiko replied with a slight hitch in her mental voice, refusing to meet Kakarott’s fond gaze.
He sighed softly. “Come on, Yumiko,” he said tenderly and brushed his tail affectionately over her tear-stained face. “Tell me.”
Yumiko hesitated for another moment, carefully considering her words and how she could explain to her lover what she felt. Without her taking notice, Yumiko’s tail coiled itself around Kakarott’s thigh, tail-tip twitching in obvious agitation. ::I-it’s j-just…:: she stammered and fell silent again.
Kakarott waited patiently, his fingers soothingly ruffling her dark-brown fur, calming her down fur-thermore.
Finally, Yumiko found the courage to answer her lover’s previous question. ::I… I just… I just have never known… how wonderful this could be…::
Pulling Yumiko even closer, Kakarott smiled into the top of her head. “I know that,” he said softly. “That’s why I’ve tried to drive you insane with need. I wanted to show you what real pleasure is. But I think—” he chuckled, “—I carried it a little too far.”
At last Yumiko looked up, confusion and surprise clearly written on her face. ::W-what are you talking about, Kakorr?::
Scratching the scar at the base of his skull, Kakarott grinned guiltily at his lover. “Well… I think I lost control over my ki.” His chestnut tail flicked behind him, and his grin became rueful. “And that was just too much for you. You faded out.”
Yumiko blinked at him. ::… Faded out…? I faded out… from too much pleasure?::
“Yes, my sweet Miko, I think you did.” Kakarott’s purr returned, and he closed his dark eyes, his tail lightly stroking his lover’s soft skin once more.
Only a few minutes had passed when Kakarott’s eyes snapped open again, and the tall Saiyajin gasped sharply with disbelief. “W-what,” he stuttered and stared down at Yumiko…
… who ignored her lover completely. Right now her hands and dark tail were busy with wandering over the ridged muscles of Kakarott’s firm stomach. ::Relax, my Kakorr,:: she finally told him. She had accepted the gift she’d received from him and now wanted to give it back. ::Enjoy…::
With a low growl Kakarott tried to suppress the shiver that ran through him when slender fingers reached his broad chest and pinched his nipples into hardness. “Miko…” he moaned as soon as she leaned down and let her tongue follow the path her fingers and tail had taken. “My sweet Miko…”
Yumiko took her sweet time exploring her lover’s perfectly sculpted body. Purring softly, she nibbled at his earlobe, licked her way over his throat and nipped on a collarbone with a playful growl. She showered his chest with kisses and let her tongue whirl around a nipple; when Kakarott groaned and arched into her touch Yumiko smiled triumphantly. She closed her lips around the sensitive nub and suckled on it. Only when she heard a small, pitiful whimper Yumiko switched over to the neglected nipple, paying the same attention to it as she had to its twin.
Kakarott could not believe what was happening to him. He hadn’t known that his lover was able to do such a wonderful thing. She obviously knew exactly what she was doing. Where has she learned something like this? he wondered absently, then his train of thought trailed off. “Kami… Miko…” he groaned when she licked every dip and curve of his stomach while her hands remained on his chest, her skilled fingers still torturing his nipples. He was hard and leaking already – she had to take notice of how much he needed her there… she just had to…
Yumiko heard his moans and whimpers when she worked her way further down. She knew exactly how much he wanted her – she could smell it – and growled when his hands buried themselves into her mane. He tried to guide her to his straining erection…
But Yumiko had other ideas in mind…
Kakarott groaned in frustration when his lover freed herself from his grip and slapped his hands away with her tail. “Miko … p-please…” he begged and lifted his head to look at her. “P-please…”
Just for a moment Yumiko met his desperate gaze. She smiled wickedly up at him before she leaned down again – and much to Kakarott’s dismay she ignored his aching cock completely.
Instead she nipped on the soft skin of his inner thigh…
Kakarott whimpered his defeat and let his head fall back into the pillows. His hands flexed uselessly, his fingers clutching at the furs. His tail started to lash out uncontrollably, filling the cave with the musk of his arousal once more. “Miko…”
The female Saiyajin let her lips sweep over the skin of Kakarott’s leg, licking and kissing an errant path down to his ankle. ::My Kakorr…:: Yumiko replied with a sigh and dragged her tongue over the sole of his foot, making her lover giggle at the ticklish sensation. And when she began to suckle on his toes Kakarott erupted in breathless laughter.
Kakarott was not able to stop moaning when Yumiko switched over to his other leg and slowly worked her way up again. But it was too slow for him… His cock was so hard by now that it hurt – and he was so eager for touch there that he moved his tail and tried to coil it around his aching erection. A distressed wail escaped him when a hand shot up and caught his tail before it could make contact with his skin.
Yumiko chuckled and clucked her disapproval with his actions. ::So impatient, my Kakorr?::
“P-please… I c-can’t…” Kakarott whimpered and gave her a miserable, pleading look.
::What do you want?:: Yumiko had stopped moving, her hand still wrapped around her lover’s chestnut tail, and smirked at him, obviously enjoying to be the one in control for a change.
When she ruffled her fingers through his soft fur Kakarott moaned and tossed his head back once more, baring his throat, overwhelmed by the wonderful sensations now coursing through his body in a vast tor-rent. His hips bucked frenziedly and he could feel the pre-come dribbling down the length of his cock…
::What do you want, my Kakorr?:: Yumiko repeated, watching the erotic display in front of her.
Kakarott was able to hear her question, but he was no longer coherent enough to answer. All he could do was whimper in response.
Yumiko smiled. The greatest Saiyajin-warrior of all times was helpless, completely at her mercy… ::I know exactly what you want, my Kakorr…::
A relieved cry echoed through the cave as Kakarott was surrounded by damp heat at last and Yumiko almost swallowed his erection whole. He moaned and panted when she worked on him, her hands on his hips pinning him down. With some effort Kakarott lifted his head once more to watch with rapt fascination as his cock repeatedly disappeared into her mouth. Her tail reached out to coil around his, and Yumiko moved both to caress and fondle his balls, making him groan at the ripple of soft fur against rough skin.
And when Yumiko started to purr around her lover’s cock Kakarott was undone. He finally lost all con-trol and exploded into her mouth with a howl, his body spasming and shaking as he filled her with his seed. Yu-miko’s purr increased when she swallowed his semen and licked him clean…
Kakarott tried hard to recover, gasping for air, too spent to move. But soon his ragged breathing hitched when Yumiko did not relent as he’d expected; her hands were still firm on his hips, holding him, while she con-tinued to suck and purr around his cock, teasing it into hardness again. “Miko,” he moaned, “p-please…”
She grinned and moved, crawling up her lover’s body. Before long her mouth was on his, kissing and sucking his breath away, letting Kakarott taste himself on her lips and tongue.
“Oh Kami,” Kakarott groaned as soon as the kiss broke and both Saiyajin tried to catch their breath. “This… this is… amazing.” He smiled up at her, his arms enfolding her body, holding her on top of him. “YOU are amazing.”
::Make love to me again, my Kakorr.:: Yumiko purred once more, and her tail swayed invitingly in front of Kakarott’s face.
The huge Saiyajin tried to catch it and growled when Yumiko pulled her dark tail out of his reach and grinned down at him. “You are insatiable,” he said with a smirk.
Yumiko snorted. ::That’s YOUR fault, you know? I want more of THAT.:: With her grin turning into a leer she curled her tail around Kakarott’s obvious arousal, fur bristling and tickling the sensitive skin, making her lover squirm.
“I’ve created a monster.” Kakarott mock-growled and, as fast as lightning, flipped Yumiko onto her back, covering her slender body with his own and pinning her down with his heavy weight. He smirked down at her. “At my mercy.”
::My Kakorr,:: Yumiko purred, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. ::Fuck me… make me scream…::
“Insatiable,” Kakarott repeated, and his smirk broadened. Gently, he freed himself from her tight em-brace and turned Yumiko onto her side, one of her legs placed between his thighs and the other draped over his shoulder. Then he entered her with a smooth thrust and stopped moving when he was buried deep in her, wanting to give his lover the chance to adjust to his size.
::Kakorr…:: the female Saiyajin groaned as soon as he finally started to drive into her body, ::… good…:: She whimpered softly when Kakarott leaned heavily on his arms, opening her legs even wider and getting an even better angle to shove himself into her as far into her as he could. ::Yes… harder… Kakorr…::
“My sweet Miko,” Kakarott moaned, his thrusts becoming faster and more potent. His tail caressed the burning skin of her thighs and belly, the soft fur making her shiver.
Yumiko turned her head to look at her lover and reached out to pull him down into a searing kiss. She moaned when his tongue invaded her mouth, exploring it, battling her own tongue for dominance.
When the kiss ended Kakarott growled, rising into a crouch once more. He rolled Yumiko over onto her stomach without pulling out of her and rearranged their limbs, now kneeling between her legs.
Yumiko groaned and whimpered when he continued to thrust into her. ::Kakorr…:: Her fingers tightly grabbed the furs beneath her, her dark-brown tail was bristled and flicked wildly, even hitting Kakarott’s face a few times, until the tall Saiyajin caught it with one hand.
“Be careful, lover,” he purred into her ear after he had leaned down on his hands yet again. Kakarott softly nibbled on her earlobe and let his tongue trace a path over her neck. Growling lowly, he nipped at her shoulder, never breaking her skin with his sharp teeth. All the while his hips bucked and shoved his cock deep into his lover’s inviting body.
All coherent thought was driven out of Yumiko’s mind, leaving her unable to do anything but to take everything he dished out.
Kakarott growled again, a deep rumble in his broad chest, and entwined his tail with his lover’s. The exciting sensation of fur rippling over fur made both Saiyajin groan in pure delight. Kakarott’s movements soon turned more frantic and he buried himself up to the hilt in her heat again and again…
Yumiko was not able to stop herself from moaning incoherently. The feelings Kakarott triggered in her were almost too much for the female Saiyajin to take. When his pace increased in speed and strength once again Yumiko screamed…
“My sweet Miko,” Kakarott purred, raising his ki another time, and ascended. He enjoyed the sounds she made – he LOVED to hear her voice echoing in the den. Her screams went through his entire body, making his blood boil, intensifying his pleasure tenfold. He groaned, flinging his head back with teal eyes squeezed shut, and shoved himself almost violently into her, causing the younger Saiyajin beneath him to cry out in a strange mix of bliss and pain. Kakarott knew that he would not last much longer, but he wanted to make Yumiko climax once more…
As soon as Kakarott started to pound into her, hard and fast, Yumiko couldn’t stop screaming. His po-werful thrusts brought her closer to the edge with every movement of his hips… In the end he pulled his cock almost completely out of her with only the broad head remaining in her body, and when he plunged in again Yumiko could feel his seed spilling inside of her…
Kakarott growled when he came, burying himself as deep into her as he could. He heard her desperate scream when this last, hard thrust brought her to a shattering release. And when Kakarott had emptied himself to the last drop into her ravenous body he collapsed on top of her, hardly having the wits or the strength to try and support his weight in order to keep himself from crushing his smaller lover. It took the huge Saiyajin quite some time to gather himself enough to roll his body off of Yumiko and settle down on his back next to her with a deep sigh.
Yumiko had fallen down with her lover’s heavy weight pressing her into the furs. Now that he was stretched out at her side she was able to move – if she could only find the strength to do so. All she COULD do was turning her head to cast Kakarott a weary look. “Sugoi,” she muttered and smiled tiredly at him.
With a crooked grin Kakarott reached out, sensing that she was unable to move, rolled her over onto her back and pulled her close to his muscular body. “Yeah,” he retorted and wrapped his arms and still-golden tail around his weak lover. Sighing heavily and with obvious content, he relaxed into the furs and closed his eyes. Spent, he released his transformation.
Yumiko grinned when the release left dark bangs drooping into her lover’s face. “You’re cute,” she whispered, voice harsh from screaming and previous disuse, and kissed a scar on his chest she could reach with-out moving.
Opening his eyes with some effort, Kakarott looked at her with a loving smile on his lips. “And I love to hear your voice,” he said drowsily and placed a gentle kiss on her temple.
A soft purr was his only answer. Yumiko was too tired to do anything but snuggle into his embrace.
Kakarott grinned and settled back into the furs. Soon Yumiko’s slow and steady breathing told him that she was asleep already. He covered their bodies with one of the sleeping-furs and closed his dark eyes once more.
Some time later the Saiyajin-warrior had followed his lover into the land of dreams, a smile, tugging at the corners of his mouth, the evidence for his happiness…

The End…