Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Finding Peace ❯ Crawling ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 2-Crawling

There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming, confusing
This lack of self control I fear is never ending
Controlling

I can't seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in--- Linking Park

``` Flashback.

"I said fuck her, monkey." Frieza's girlish voice ran through his head as he found himself standing before the lizard that corrupted his life and destroyed his race. Vegeta was only thirteen, his tail wrapped tightly around his waist in fright and protection.

The short Prince replied, "I do not want to."

"I wonder about you, little ouji." Frieza slithered from his chair to circle his small prey. His white long tail sliding across the child's legs while whispering in the back of Vegeta's ear, "That maybe you would rather my touch instead of a female's."

"No, sir. I just have too much honor to force myself upon her. She obviously does not want to be taken, sir." Vegeta let his eyes stray over to the shaking woman that laid naked on the ground. Her tan skin slightly bruised upon her cheek. Her black eyes wide in fright as she stared at him, shaking her head, pleading with him.

"You have raped before young Prince."

"It was not rape, sir." Vegeta smirked in reply.

"Oh, Vegeta. You will never learn." Vegeta stiffened as Frieza's tail wound around his neck almost painfully, "Zarbon!" The green skin man quickly stepped forward from beside the thrown, smirking evilly at Vegeta. "Rape the bitch. Let's teach this monkey exactly what females are made for."

"My pleasure, sir."

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Vegeta snapped his eyes open staring at the ceiling and panting heavily. He took in the darkness and the smells of his surroundings basking in the scent of his mate. He turned his head toward her, slightly disappointed that she was asleep. He shouldn't have come in so late from training. He could be making love to her at this moment instead of remembering…

Vegeta rolled over to his side, staring at the wall before him, not having any control as his mind wondered back to finish off the memory.

``` Flashback.

Vegeta snarled in disgust as he was made to watch Zarbon get himself off on this screaming woman. His grunts and panting made bile start to rise in his throat. There was blood all over the female for Zarbon's teeth made sure to tear the female's nipples open along with shredding her insides. Her cries and wails for her god caused great pain in Vegeta's chest. This was the first time he had seen this…all of it. Before, usually around the ship, you walk down the hall and see men fuck women with no shame but you never stayed and watched. It was something you ignore, you look away. Something you can't help.

But as Vegeta watched Zarbon finish, he couldn't help but think that it was his fault. If he had just taken her she wouldn't be in so much pain, she wouldn't be bleeding. He shouldn't care. This is life. This is how it must be. Her pain is not his fault. Vegeta swallowed and along with it all of his care. She wasn't worth it. One day, it would all stop. But not today. Not now.

Frieza's tail slowly loosened and glided down his body till it reached his feet but Vegeta dared not move. Frieza's hand had grasped his tail, not tightly, but not comfortingly. "Just think, monkey. You could have had her while she was still good. Now, fuck her, or I will do something we all know you will like." To make emphasize on his sarcasm, Frieza gently stroked Vegeta's brown tail. Vegeta tightened his teeth in disgust as his body had no choice but to react to the arousing feelings of his tail being touched so gently.

Frieza suddenly dug his nails into the sensitive appendage causing Vegeta to gap in pain, dropping to his knees trying to get breath back into his lungs. "Now. Final chance." He let the tail slid out of his grasp and wrap back around Vegeta's waist to seek comfort.

Vegeta swallowed and nodded to his master before calmingly stepping over to the female on the floor. He knelled down, grabbing her feet and yanking her across the floor till she was right beneath him. He refused to meet her eyes as she pleaded, her begging voice crying softly in retaliation. He didn't know how to make it painless. He didn't know how to begin. But he knew, in no way in hell could this arouse him.

Unfortunately, Frieza seemed to know his problem and come up behind him; "I'm truly starting to think you would rather fuck a male."

Vegeta snarled turning his head to bare his teeth at Frieza only getting the rebuttal of a chuckle. Trying to tune out everything, Vegeta turned back to the woman and lowered himself upon her, his hands rested on the floor trapping her beneath his arms. Her hands were shackled above her, giving her no cleavage for attack. How could men do this? How could they truly find this pleasuring?

Vegeta slowly lowered his lips to her cheek, never kissing on the lips for that was only shared in intimacy between both partners. But he wanted to calm her somehow. He set the path down her jaw line, going to her ear to nibble upon it while whispering just so she could hear, "Relax. Hush." He licked up her neck before roaming his tongue along her collar bone trying to ignore the disgusting smell of Zarbon.

"Two seconds, monkey and if you're not fucking her, It will be I fucking you."

Vegeta's body stiffened at those words but he had no other choice. He was still getting over his last raping. Vegeta lowered his hand to his spandex and pulled them down past his manhood which at the moment, not in the least hard. He grabbed himself and positioned his tip at her bloody entrance giving a quick thrust. She whimpered in pain at the action, thrashing her head as her leg tried to close but his hips were in the way.

Vegeta ignored her pain, he ignored everything. He needed to finish this or Frieza would surely punish him. He thrusted into her again, almost grimacing when she cried out, he couldn't take this. He couldn't. He's never raped anyone before. He didn't know what not to do. He knew that right now, he wanted to stop. He wanted to stop, take this female back to his room, let her bathe as long as she needed and send her to the furthest part of the galaxy. He didn't want to do this.

But he needed to. He had to. If he didn't, it would mean punishment. He would not give up everything that he had strove so hard to get. Not for a woman. Not for anyone.

He grunted when his tail was suddenly grasped. Vegeta turned his head seeing Frieza gazing lustfully down at him, "I was getting bored. And you don't seem to be enjoying yourself, monkey. I thought I would help." With that, the three-fingered hand stroked his whole tail from best to tip causing Vegeta to thrust hard into the woman.

Vegeta lowered his head in the crook of her neck, panting heavily on her shoulder as the pleasuring sensations started to flow through his body and go directly into his sex organ, making it hard. Vegeta shut his eyes painfully, not wanting to enjoy this when he knew that she wasn't. It wasn't fair. He lifted his head and began chanting in a whisper in his native language, "Ginhis hinu, jysom haé loei." 'Forgive me,' he whispered, 'but it is my only choice.' Vegeta repeated his words over and over again until finally he reached his peak and released inside of her, collapsing on his elbows, almost squishing her.

After several seconds, Vegeta rose to his feet, pulling his spandex back over his bloody body part, wrapping his now free tail around his waist. He looked away, never once looking upon the quiet woman, knowing he had just ruined the female to the full extent. But instead of letting anyone see his turmoil. He tightened his features, proudly standing straight and holding his head high as he awaited his next orders.

"I must say." Zarbon commented from the side, his smug features present with a smirk, arms crossed arrogantly. "I never wish to see monkeys mate again. It was absolutely appalling."

Frieza chuckled at his first hand man, "Be nice, Zarbon. It was his first rape. He'll get better. He just needs more practice."

"I will never learn to rape." Vegeta cut in glaring at Zarbon fully, "I at least can get females to lay willingly. Something I am sure you are not used to."

"Watch it, monkey."

"As if I will ever listen to you, a disgusting whore."

"Vegeta. Such words." Frieza cut in amusingly. "What am I going to do with that temper of yours?"

"I am sorry, my lord."

"You have disobeyed me, monkey, twice today. First you killed an elite--"

"But he--"

"No. No excuse. You know the penalty."

"But sir--"

"And second you did not rape the female when I asked. You are to spend two shifts in the cell."

"Sir--"

"I don't want to hear any complaints, you know the punishment, Vegeta. Yet you still disobeyed, until you learn, there is nothing more that I can do. Zarbon, prepare his chains." The man hurried out.

"Sir, it was not my fault."

"Oh? You killed an elite by wrapping his intestines around his neck, and yet, you believe that it is not your fault?"

"He challenged me."

"There will be challenges in your life, young one. You can't kill them all. You come to me. I am your master. That is what you need to get through in that thick head of yours. Now kill the female and go. If you are not reported in within the hour, I will personally be the one to bring you there."

Vegeta rolled his eyes in anger, his tail thrashed violently. He flicked his eyes over to the convulsing woman who's blood was piling up. She would be dead in the next two hours. Killing her now won't be any problem. Vegeta lifted his hand…her black eyes glistened in the light as she stared at him. She nodded and shut her eyes, waiting for death.

Vegeta looked away letting the power flow forth. He turned to the door to exit, "Congratulations, Prince." Vegeta cocked his eyebrow as he looked back at the smirking lizard, "You have just destroyed the last Sayian female."

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A hand rested upon his shoulder as the feeling of his mate's body tucked into his back, her arm wrapped around his sweaty stomach. His shaking slowly calmed as her lips descended upon the back of his shoulder. "Just because I want you to get help, doesn't mean that I don't want to hear about your dreams."

Vegeta swallowed hard, staring at the wall before him, letting his mate's touch calm his raging nerves, "You said you can not take it."

"No, that wasn't what I meant Vegeta." She pushed gently on his shoulder, he let her push him on his back so she could lay upon his chest. Her eyes so blue even in the darkness. Her hand brushed against each of his cheeks to wipe away the wetness there. Either from his sweat or tears, she didn't know. Nor did it matter. "I meant, I can't take what it does to you. The dreams, yes, some are hard to take in, but that is not what is difficult. Seeing you like this. Shake like this, looking so sad, it hurts me."

His eyebrows knit, "Why?"

She smiled at his confusion. "Because I love you so much. When you are hurting Vegeta, I am too. That is why I want you to get help. I can't do anything for you and it hurts me. It is my job as your wife, as your mate, to take care of you. And I can't." She whispered, but Vegeta could hear the pain in her voice and see the tears that fell from her eyes by the artificial moonlight. She leaned down and kissed him gently on the lips, "Tell me."

Vegeta rolled them over so he could be on top kissing her cheek and shaking his head, "I just want to forget." He grasped her lips hungrily wrapping his arms around her, while maneuvering in between her legs, rubbing his bare body against hers. He felt her palms roam up and down his back, causing tremors to unconsciously flow through his body. Her large breasts pushed hard against his naked chest brought all the more pleasure to him. He kissed down her jaw line, stroking her body with his to get her ready to take him in.

She moaned into his ear, trying to encourage him, to make him feel better, because no matter how much he showed his pleasure towards her, in his lips and fingers, he was no where near ready. But he refused to stop. He continued to touch her, continued to let her hands run along his body like they always have before, "Say it." He whispered roughly into her skin, hoping that maybe her words would in some way excite him to finish the job that he had started.

"I love you, Vegeta. I want you." Bulma whispered the words he loved to here in his ear, teasing him with her breath as she glided her fingertips along his back, feeling them flex beneath them. "It's not your fault." She gripped his ear lope in between her lips slightly pulling on it, feeling him purr against her chest.

But it still caused nothing. Vegeta shut off his mind, wanting to let the touches of his mate take away the visions of his past but all that kept on flashing before his eyes was the woman, the last Sayian female. He had raped her and killed her, he disgraced his own race. Flashes of her blood, of her tattered body, of her whimpering, screaming, crying, kept him from the true effects his woman had on him.

Getting frustrated that he couldn't react to her, Vegeta reached around and grabbed her hand, "Touch here." He whispered in a pant of anticipation. He settled her hand down on his stub of a tail, wishing at that moment that he had it back. Her finger tips lightly scrapped across the furry stub before she gently put pressure on it and began to rotate her fingers upon it, causing Vegeta to groan and buck his hips in response.

Bulma smiled as she began to feel him grow against her entrance and in retaliation bucked her hips hearing him take in a short breath as she moaned her own acceptance.

But as soon as it began, Vegeta pushed himself off of her and rolled to his back, covering his eyes with his the back of his arm. His breathing was heavy, he clenched the sheet next to him, so mad that it wasn't working. His mind could not clear. Bulma sadly rolled to her side, gently running her fingers against his temple to calm his raging thoughts. It wasn't the first time this had happened. Sometimes he would be so distrot he would instead go straight to the GR. "I'll get on top." She lifted her leg over him and straddled his thighs. She reached up and grabbed his hand, tearing it away from his eyes and placed it on her breast as she leaned down and captured his lips, which he immediately kissed back while slowly massaging her mound.

Bulma reached down with her hand and grasped his manhood in her hand causing him to buck at her cold touch. She smiled breaking from the kiss. He panted against her as she gently slid her fingers up the side of him before rubbing her thumb on his tip. He groaned and laid his head down on the pillow to bask at her attentions.

She leaned up on her knees, positioning herself right above him before lowering down feeling him stiffen when he felt her wet lips against him. "Vegeta." Bulma whispered, not moving until he opened his eyes, which he did at the sound of his name from her swollen lips. She looked down at their hips, Vegeta mimicked and watched as she slowly took him in her. And at that moment, all was forgotten. Thoughts of that woman no longer matter. It was in the past. It wasn't his fault. He had no choice.

Vegeta lifted his hand to the back of her neck, bring her down to his lips were he attacked her mouth with all of the passion he could muster and she knew then, everything was ok for now.