Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Enticing Danger ❯ Looking for Fun ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, well Fasha is kind of my own but the name isn't.

Author's Note: No reviews yet. That's cool. I do this for the joy it gives me, not for feedback. But feedback makes me want to write faster. And it will help shape how this story turns out. Keep these things in mind.

Warning: Still no lemon, but its partially sadistic. Nothing beyond what you might see in a James Bond movie though.

 

Fasha glanced up at the small pale brown aircraft hovering at a painfully slow pace above her. She turned in mid flight and stared at the underside of it curiously.

Vegeta had stayed back on the island with Kakkarott while she had flown off in search of something to amuse herself until Kakkarott woke up.

A quirk of amusement touched the corners of her lips when she sensed a feint energy signature inside the aircraft. It looked like she had found her amusement for the moment.

A warm sensation skimmed across her palm as she extended her arm, letting two fingers flex outward. Her energy struck the craft in an instant and cut across the left wing, causing it to break off like it was made of Styrofoam.

Fasha flew up into the path of the now spiraling aircraft and extended her arm out, awkwardly catching the top of the vehicle and tearing it open effortlessly.

The air pressure launched the passenger, a young girl with light blue hair and a slight frame, from the wreckage.

Fasha's smile became more apparent as she flew toward the girl who was now free falling with such shock that she had yet to react and held her hand out to her as if it were a casual gesture.

Only slightly to Fasha's surprise, the girl latched onto her hand and tried to move into Fasha as much as possible.

With a look of amusement still unwavering in her eyes, Fasha pulled the girl closer to her, who proceeded to wrap her arms around Fasha's neck in an embrace that would strangle any human.

Fasha uncurled her tail and wrapped it around the girl's waist as she slid one arm over her shoulder to hold her more or less securely. The girl didn't seem to consider why there was a long furry appendage wrapped around her.

"Thank you."

Fasha inclined her head down a little at the sound of the girl's voice. All she could see was the back of her neck.

"You saved my life."

Fasha tried not to laugh. If only she knew how little her life meant to her. Or that she was the one who had damaged her craft in the first place.

"You must be one of the group if you can fly like they can. I guess Son Goku has been taking on students."

Fasha quirked an eyebrow, then realized the Earthling couldn't see her face. "What nonsense do you speak? I don't know this Son Goku and I am no ones student."

The girl shrugged in Fasha's embrace. "Okay my mistake. you can set me down over there somewhere." she indicated with her hand.

Fasha descended quickly and slowed down. Just before landing back on the earth she turned sharply upward and sped up, flying back into the atmosphere. "I don't think so."

The girl shivered. "What?"

Fasha lay her other hand on the girl's neck and brushed her nails over her skin hard enough to leave little red trails. "I have other plans." She slid her arm further around the girl and held her more firmly against her.

"What makes you think you can do this?"

Fasha dipped her head down to the girls neck and brushed her lips over her flesh briefly before brining them up to her ear and taking the cartilage between her lips. "I could just drop you." she purred.

The girl shivered and fell limp in Fasha's embrace.

Fasha bared her teeth down into her ear and pulled at it playfully before letting her head fall back. "What's your name?"

"Huh?" the girl lifted her head off Fasha's shoulder.

"I asked you what your name was."

"Bulma Briefs." she answered in a shaky voice.

Fasha nodded.

"You're not going to tell me yours?" Bulma asked.

"No."

Bulma felt them abruptly stop and felt herself slide away from Fasha a little.

"I brought you a gift my prince."

Vegeta turned to look at Fasha and the girl and raised an eyebrow.

Fasha caught Bulma's wrists and pulled them behind her at a painful angle and held them together with one hand while she slid the other arm around Bulma's waist and held her loosely in place.

Vegeta watched as Fasha slid her palm over Bulma's waist and stomach to stop with her fingertips on the underside of her left breast.

"Just what the hell do you think you're..." Bulma's speech was cut off by Fasha's palm being pressed firmly over her mouth.

Fasha pulled Bulma's head back with the hand on the bottom half of her face and exposed her neck. "Is she to your liking?"

Vegeta smiled darkly. "She will do."

Fasha pulled her hand away and released Bulma's wrists as she pushed her forward into Vegeta.

Bulma impacted Vegeta's chest and attempted to stagger backwards before Vegeta caught her shoulder with one hand and pulled her flush against him.

She gasped when she felt his erection forming against her thigh. "Who the hell do you think you are. I'm no body's whore you..." her speech was cut off when she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head.

Vegeta had gathered her hair between his fingers and pulled her head back.

She felt his palm brush over her backside and pull her lower half against him more firmly. "On the contrary. You are my whore for as long as I find a use for you." he purred.

Her face went white. "You can't do this.....I...someone will find out I'm gone."

Vegeta laughed lightly and lay his hand on the back of her neck. His dipped his head down and brushed his lips over her briefly. "You won't have to worry about that."

She felt his erection fully formed through his spandex as his cheek brushed along hers and she felt his hot breath on her earlobe. "You'll be dead by then."

She barely felt an instant of fear before she felt something strike her in the gut and her vision faded.

Vegeta shifted her over his shoulder and glanced at Fasha, still smiling.

Fasha smiled back at him and nodded.

"Let's get this bitch back to the ship, then we'll come for Kakkarott."

 

Author's Note: What do you think? I know, still no lemon. There will be lots of it eventually. If you're sick of being teased then review and tell me. Either way the next chapter will come whenever I'm in the mood to write it. Probably in a day or two or possibly later today.

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