Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Drabble: Ki Ring Kink ❯ Chapter 1

AN: Drabble inspired by Nekoni's art. Find it here: http://www.gotyaoi.com/paco/cgi-bin/dragonball/artwork/fanart.cgi?action=vi ew&disppage=1&no=179&no2=1262&up=1

177 words. More than I wanted, but still under 200.

 

 

Ki rings lock onto my wrists, my neck, my ankles, and for a moment, I am helplessly cuffed to the cliff-face as the sensation sends lust singing through my veins. I should not think about him this way, but I do.

 

He continues his monologue and I listen attentively. In my position I have little choice. He is so handsome in Super Saiyan form—but then, I think he is handsome in any form, most of all in my dreams where he is writhing, needy, sweaty, and consumed with lust.

 

I fire off some smart-ass retort and am bitch-slapped for my trouble. It doesn't hurt, only stings slightly and serves to heighten my pleasure. Perhaps one day we will be able to really play like this, where he chains me, beats me, tortures me, pleasures me and takes his pleasure of me.

 

But today is not that day.

 

I use the rings to pull sections of the cliff out and add extra force behind my punches before they shatter and crumble against his face.

 

The fight continues.