Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Alien Encounters ❯ Chapter 1

Author's Note: This starts during the Namek Saga, but it does NOT follow the story line. It's an alternate universe if you will. This is also is written for the sake of lemon.

 

 

Alien Encounters

 

Chapter One

 

The steam is very thick in the shower and it makes it hard to breathe. That doesn't stop me. I can feel it building up…the orgasm I've denied myself for far too long.

 

I press my hand against the clean slate of steam, it leaves an impression on the glass incasing the shower.

 

The inspiration behind this orgasm? That alien. The saiyajin.

 

We were desperate. Our lives were in his hands as he threatened us for our dragonball.

 

Krillen and I had our backs to a cliff wall and we had no options.

 

He took the dragonball in place for our lives.

 

It wasn't a big deal. The moment the saiyajin left, Gohan returned with yet another dragonball he said he found at the bottom of some lake. We took a breath of relief. Having at least one of the dragonballs gave us some form of control over the dismal situation.

 

My celebration with the boys was short lived. No sooner had Gohan reunited with us, Krillin and him were already gone, telling me to relocate.

 

It was dangerous they said.

 

Bejita, that's his name, he would come back looking for me if I didn't find somewhere new to hide.

 

They left me in charge with the only dragonball we had in our possession and left to find some Namekian Guru. He would release Gohan's “inner strength”.

 

It was all bullshit. We can't defeat the evils on this planet without the help of Goku. Why bother? Those idiots left me with the dragonball unprotected. The stupidity of the situation was too much to handle, and there was nothing I could've done about it.

 

I hiked for some time before finding the perfect cave. It was just big enough to fit my capsule house.

 

Finally I had a decent place to sleep…but more importantly, I needed a shower.

 

Gods did I need this particular shower. I needed to release myself. It's been a long time since I've had a man. Yamcha.

 

Is it wrong that I'm masturbating to the images of the creature that killed my boyfriend?

 

That doesn't matter right now. Not now. Now that I'm so close to the orgasm I've denied myself for so long.

 

Bejita.

 

The way he looked at me. Stoic. Uncaring if I lived or died, which ever was easier for him. That was enough inspiration. I've always had a thing for dangerous men.

 

What would he do with me? Whatever he wanted…he is a saiyajin like Goku after all. He would simply tear my clothes off, pin me down, and proceed to satisfy himself using me. Using my body.

 

I'm panting heavily and audibly, trying to get air into my famished lungs. The steaming hot water rained down on me. This dirty fantasy is playing in my mind while I gratify myself.

 

***

 

Those humans. Those dirty, devious, fucking humans. When I get my hands on them I'll tear their limbs apart. I'll eat their hearts and savor the taste of their blood.

 

Fucking rats. I spare their lives and what do they do? Steal from me! They steal my dragonball! You have to be fucking kidding me. Don't they know who I am? Were they not just ready to shit their pants a moment ago when I took <I>their</I> dragonball?

 

I'm flying back to where I found them, and when I find them this time, it's fucking over. They will be lucky to receive a quick death.

 

What matters now is that I've attained at least <I>one</I> of the dragonballs, soon to be two. This is enough to keep Frieza at bay…especially now that he has no ki sensors and I remain hidden.

 

I'm almost to the sight where I last encountered the humans. They have fled. They maintain their ki levels and virtually disappear in the surroundings.

 

Shit.

 

What I need to do is focus. Feel for their puny energy. I must perfect my newfound ability to detect energy.

 

I feel someone.

 

I can sense a human somewhere below me.

 

It's the female. I cannot sense her companions, she is alone.

 

I find a cave, the only one in the vicinity…clearly feeling the energy inside.

 

Five steps into the cave I'm confronted by a red door. It must be the earthlings' “capsule” technology.

 

I enter knowing fully well where the onna is located.

 

Unbelievable, the dragonball is simply discarded on the floor. The anger I initially felt is almost inane now that I see how easily I can take back what's mine. The humans are being too careless.

 

I hear water running.

 

For a brief moment I think to simply take the ball and leave, but perhaps I need to remind these humans never to steal from the Prince of Saiyajins again.

 

***

 

I suck air in and out of my mouth. I press my forearm to the slick, steamed up glass and rest my forehead on it. I just want to focus on this pleasure. I plant my feet firmly to the slate tile underneath me and my breathing gets heavier.

 

I'm almost there. With every breath I take I get closer. My eyelids press together hard. Every muscle in my body goes tense. My body, my chest, presses further to the glass in front of me…my one free hand trying to grip the glass.

 

I let go. I throw my head back as a yielding whimper escapes my lips. My muscles tense up and shudder. The sweet liberation that I have longed for. It shoots electric pleasure through my veins, my hair stands on ends.

 

Surrender.

 

What a relief. I'm dazed. I rest my forehead on the glass, my hands on either side of my head, trying to support my body weight. It's even harder to breathe. I'm instantly lazier and tired. Very tired.

 

Listlessly, I open my eyes.

 

I release a loud gasp and throw myself back hitting the rough slate tile behind me. Without thinking about it I speak his name in utter surprise.

 

“Bejita.”

 

***

 

To be Continued…