Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Breathe Today, Tomorrow Unknown ❯ Sex is the Game ( Chapter 21 )
"Wake up." Maron could hear a raspy voice speaking from realms unknown. "Don't play this game with me." A harsher but still even sounded voice spoke yet again. She couldn't tell which direction it was coming from. It was dark all around her, nothing to be seen anywhere. She could feel herself breathing and thinking, but somehow she remained motionless.
"Woman!"
Maron shot up. Taking in a deep breath, she was panicked by the sudden wake. Looking around her, she found herself still imprisoned in her pseudo self's room. "What the hell was that about?!" She looked over at the long haired Saiyan standing next to her bed.
"I said wake up and you didn't." Raditz folded his arms as he looked at the still naked woman in front of him. The Prince sure knew how to pick them. He had seen many beautiful women in his day, but there was something about the blue hair and fare skin that made her look exotic. The fire in her personality was an attraction, too. He didn't know how this tiny human felt so entitled in the situation that she was in; she would learn her place soon enough. The thought of making her writhe underneath him was enticing. Plus, she was off limits so the temptation was even greater. He shook his head from his thoughts, he was not about to make this a family tradition.
"Well, the prince told you to get the right woman and YOU didn't, so you have no room to speak in this game of compliance." Maron sat up, pulling the blankets up to cover her breasts as she then focused her eyes on the man in front of her. She could tell she had struck a nerve.
Grabbing her legs from under the blanket, Raditz easily pulled her to him until she was practically sitting at the edge of the bed, lingering underneath him. He watched as she panicked, whipping the blanket that had slid over her face during the position change off of her to make eye contact with him. The fear in her eyes was amazing. "Say that again." He placed each hand on one of her shoulders, waiting for her to speak, but noticing she was far too scared to. The power he felt over her was phenomenal! He had felt power over his enemies when he was about to murder them, but this kind of feeling was different. He had never been in this kind of position with a woman before, he could see how the Prince enjoyed such act of play. "Just because the Prince said not to harm you doesn't mean I won't. I'd rather die than be talked down to by a pathetic human like yourself." He could practically taste the fear coming off of her.
Maron's eyes were huge. This world was still so new to her that seeing their strength only reminded her that she was no longer dealing with humans. She was the minority in this; no matter how much she screamed, no one would come to her aid unlike on Earth. The look in the man's eyes were treacherous but there was also a hint of something else in them. She had seen that look before, but couldn't remember where she knew it from. After a what seemed like forever of silence and staring, she knew exactly the kind of look he was giving her. It was the same look the prince had given her. "I'm sorry." She softly spoke as she continued her gaze on him. "I am not used to being in these," she paused as she looked away for a moment, making herself more vulnerable to the Saiyan above her, "situations." She brought her gaze back to him, making herself a complete damsel.
She knew the look he was giving her was that of absolute lust. Though completely terrified, she knew how to play her sex and that was exactly what she was going to do. If the other blue-haired girl was able to seduce one of these creatures and make her way out of this hell hole, then she knew that she could do it too.
Raditz' eye twitched a little as he looked at the girl beneath him. The look she was giving him was absolute torture. All he wanted to do was take her right then and there, but he knew that he was as good as dead if he so even touched her. Hell, if the Prince came in right then he would be dead because of how this picture looked: Him restraining the girl underneath him and his brother just taking his girl prior. It would not be good for him. As his hungry eyes looked into hers, it was as if she were beaconing him to pursue her. Was she?
Leaning down to where their faces were only inches apart, Raditz couldn't believe how much of an effect her pheromones were having on him; she smelled so sweet. "Learn your place." His raspy voice was low as he couldn't help but breath her in even more. She was a little shit, but man she was intoxicating. Her fragile body underneath his was so tempting.
"I know my place." She softly spoke as she trembled beneath him. Her heart was racing but she knew she had to lure him in somehow. At least she had control over this situation, unlike what the prince had done to her. On Earth, she played her sex like no other, always getting what she wanted and then throwing the men away when she had used them up for what they were worth. She was good at playing weak, but no one ever knew how strong she actually was. She knew how to get what she wanted, and the man above her was no special exception to the game that she was fluent in.
"Where is your place?" The grip he had on her shoulders tightened a tad as he awaited the girl to answer. He had never been in a position like this before.
"Beneath the Saiyans." She looked up at him with her blue eyes, making them as innocent as she possibly could, hiding the scheming behind them so well. When she saw his eyes twitch, she knew she just about had him. Where her shoulders were tense from the amount of pressure he was applying on them, she let them relax, showing complete vulnerability towards him.
A smirk formed on Raditz' face as he could only imagine what he would do to this human. Leaning in closer to where his mouth was right next to her ear, he inhaled her scent once more. "That's better." He spoke as he buried his nose into her neck, enjoying everything about her. She was feisty, beautiful, and completely under his control. How intoxicating this all was to him; no wonder his brother fell so deep.
When her eyes could no longer see his, her eyes widened as much as they could. This was really going to happen. She took in a deep breath and exhaled with a slight moan coming out of her mouth. She was creeped out by this man, but she knew it had to be done. She would win in this game.
Raditz couldn't tell if that was an enjoyable moan or a frightened one, but it struck him in all the right places. Bringing his head up to look at her once more, he let go of her right shoulder and placed it in her hair, gripping it back to force her neck to arch backwards. Another moan escaped her luscious lips as he neck was now exposed to him. Bringing his face down he began to gently bite it. He was not intending on this to ever happen, but now that it was, he couldn't control himself anymore.
After what seemed like forever walking around, Goku and I had finally made it to a hair salon. Walking in, the smell immediately changed to something wonderful. As I looked around, I saw shelves with different color, shape and sized bottle on them next to a counter of some sorts. The other half of the salon has chairs that people were sitting in while someone standing chopped their hair off. I had never seen this before, so it was a little intimidating. I was so enthralled with my surroundings that I had not been aware that Goku had steered us to the counter.
"Hello, what can I help you with?" A man with a very feminine voice came up to the counter to greet us. Was everyone on this planet so cheery? I don't think I could ever get a job at any of the places I have been because my personality was completely different from theirs.
"Yes, we would both like a haircut but she would also like a dye job." Goku said firmly but kind.
"The cuts we can do, but I am sorry sir, I will not be able to get her in for a dye job today." He sounded sincere in not being able to dye my hair, but his facial expressions were not exuding the same feeling. Were all of these people just faking being nice?! I was so confused.
Without missing a beat, Goku pulled out a small square of some sort and pulled out a bunch of their currency. As he pulled it out, the guy behind the counters eyes began to widen. I guess whatever Goku was doing was impressive.
"Oh my, well I will be right back Sir. Wait here please." He winked at Goku before heading back into a different room.
"Why did he wink at you just then?" I was curious, not knowing why he would do such an action. I was used to men giving a woman a wink, but never a man to a man. Was this a custom on Earth? I had no idea.
"He's attracted to men." Goku just came out with it, he was never one to beat around the bush.
"So, he is really a female?" I was confused.
"No, he is a man who is attracted to other men." Goku looked down at me, he could probably tell that this was puzzling to me.
"Is that normal?" I had no idea. On Planet Vegeta, this had never been a thing. Everything was so different here.
"Yes, it is completely normal." His voice was soft as he spoke to me. This man had the patience of a God.
"Oh, well good for him." I smiled big as I learned the acceptance of this planet. I had never imagined two men together, so it was a brand-new thought to me. "What about with women, can they like each other here too?"
"Yes." Goku let out a small laugh, straightening up a bit as the feminine man came back to the counter.
"Well I'll be." I kept my smile, this was a cool thing to experience. On Planet Vegeta, I knew of Saiyans making multiple women perform in front of them, but never in a relationship kind of way. This was all unique.
"Looks like we can squeeze you in. What color were you going for honey?" He came around the corner and interlocked his arm with mine, ushering me away from Goku. I was freaked out until I looked at my Saiyan and noticed he was fine. If he was fine, that meant I was in no danger so I accepted my position.
"Well, I was thinking blonde-" As soon as I finished my sentence, the man started to talk.
"Oh, Platinum blonde would be perfect on you!" He sat me down and put an apron of sorts over me as he began to fiddle with my hair. "And how short are you wanting it?" He began to brush it, seeing how long my hair was.
"Well, I think shoulder length would be nice. Do you think so?" Just like with the lady who had helped me pick out clothes, I knew this guy would help me with my hair. I had no idea what I was going for or what the social norms were, so I knew his judgement would probably be my best bet.
"I think that would look quite nice." He agreed as he brushed my hair, to then usher me to a seat with a bowl attached to it that he stuck my head into. Turning a switch, water began to pour out of it and he began to wash my hair. What customs I was not used to on this planet, but today was just proving to be a great one.
After what seemed like forever with the gentleman washing my hair, cutting it, putting metal flaps in it, and putting horribly smelling things in it to rid the blue color, and putting more horribly smelling goo in it to apparently dye it, I was now just waiting for the 'color to take' as he put it. Sitting there, I began to watch 'TV'. This box sucked the life out of me, I had no idea what was going on around me because I was just watching what was happening on there. I hadn't even noticed Goku was standing next to me until I felt a shadow drift over my shoulders.
Looking up, I smiled big as I noticed his hair cut short. I could barely even recognize him. "You look so good!" I spoke as he leaned down to give me a kiss.
"Thanks. It's different." He placed a hand in his hair, brushing it to the back of his head. "I'm not used to having practically nothing up here."
"Well you look wonderful." I kept my smile, assuring him that everything was okay and that he didn't look like a freak. He honestly looked quite good. I found him attractive as a messy haired Saiyan, but this new style he was presenting was exciting! I didn't want him to change, but so far, the changes have only made me love him even more that I already did.
"Thanks, Bulma." My heart skipped a beat, he very rarely said my name but whenever he did, I got all tingly inside. "So, what are you watching?"
"Oh," I returned my gaze at the TV. "I honestly have no idea. I think it's called 'The News' or something like that. Just a bunch of things happening worldwide and local I presume." I focused my attention back on the screen. It was then my eyes and ears became attentive when a man appeared on the screen speaking at a podium. He looked so familiar, but I couldn't place him in my head.
"As you all know, many years ago, I suffered a tragedy in my life. With that tragedy, I have spent most of my life wondering what I had done to deserve such action. My wife, my sons, and my daughter were all taken from me in front of my eyes while I, too, should have suffered the same fate. But that wasn't in the cards for me on that day. Once healed, I have spent all of my days on trying to make a better place in this world with advanced police technology to hunt down and better track criminals. Being successful, I then started to wonder what else I could do. So today on the fifteenth anniversary of my family's death, I present to you the Briefs Center for Rehabilitation, so that any others who have suffered like I have, have the ability to get back on track. I was lucky enough to already be wealthy enough to afford the care I needed to heal completely. This organization is 100% free to those who have been in a similar situation like I have. I have more than enough money for my days that I only want to spread joy to others instead of hindering them further. The BCR is a tribute to my loving family: Panchy, Vest, Sox and Bulma, I miss you all very much and love you all dearly. May you all rest in peace."
My eyes began to well up as I looked at the older man on the screen. Dr. Briefs was etched on the screen underneath him. He was my dad. Turning over to look at Goku, I could see that he was just as stunned as I was. "Goku I" I didn't know what to do or say. I had family here. I just saw my dad.
"Sir, can you tell me about Dr. Briefs?" Goku placed his hand on my shoulder as he talked to the gentleman that was helping me with my hair.
"Oh Dr. Briefs is wonderful. So sad to hear about his family though." He seemed remorseful.
"Where is he located?" Goku pursued.
"Oh, he has property everywhere. He spends most of his time where his family used to reside up by North Lake, though. Big house, you can't miss it." He replied in a happy voice, not noticing me being a mess.
"How much longer will this be? We need to go ASAP." I didn't know how Goku could be so calm in situations like this. Over here I was a heaping mess, but he knew how to handle things. If I could have gone right then and there, I would have, but with all the crap in my hair I knew I was tied down.
"About fifteen minutes or so and she should be all set." His face changed a bit as he felt the random urgency coming from the Saiyan. "Would you like to pay now so you don't have to do that once she's finished and you can all just head out?" He was trying to help out as much as he could.
"Yes, thank you." Goku replied as he leaned down to kiss my forehead before heading to the counter to pay.
I didn't know what to think. All my life I thought my whole family was dead, I watched them all get massacred in front of me, but somehow my father had survived and I would see him soon. I couldn't believe it. I had so much to say to him, so much to ask him, and so much to just sit and look at him. I didn't have that many memories of him and I thought I would never be able to make them again, but here I sat having just watched him on the magical box that presented him to me. I was finally going home.
Thank you all for sticking with me! I haven't written in a while and I am sorry for that, life just happens ya' know? Well, comments are always welcome! It the first chapter I mentioned she had brothers so don't go googling Vest and Sox, they are completely fake hahaha. I just had to stay with the illusion. :3