Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Home is where the heart is ❯ Bonding ( Chapter 4 )

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or anything related to it that I didn't purchase legally.

WARNING: This is a lemon chapter. This chapter also contains a lot of cliches about Saiyans, bondings and other things. If you don't like to read stuff like that then don't.

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I didn't notice I had stopped pacing and had been staring at nothing for some moments. Epin's hand on my arm brought me back to the present. "Are you okay?" I blinked and nodded, and grabbed his arm when moved to step away some meters to give me room to think. He turned around and looked at me questioning.

I took a deep breath, opened my mouth and shut it again. Damn, how to say it? 'Yeah, right, let's mate.'? Hardly.

I closed my eyes briefly. This was it then. "I… I have a million questions and I'm confused and all, but I'm pretty sure I made my decision."

I wanted to make clear what exactly he was going to get involved with. "You know, you might regret it sooner or later. Probably sooner. I'm not exactly an easy person to be with, I'm moody and…" My rambling were stopped short by a quiet chuckle from him. He smiled at me. "I know. Well, in a way. And whether I'm going to regret it, I'll find out, though I really doubt it. I told you, I made my decision" He looked into my eyes and lifted a hand to lightly brush my cheek, making me shiver in delight and nervousness. I let out a short laugh. "Well, in that case…yes." I said, proud that my voice sounded steady for once. "Yes, I want to bond with you." I felt somehow weird uttering those words, but at the same time a warm feeling rushed through my body.

The memory of the look on his face still gives me goosebumps. It was as if a bright light had been switched on, and he gave me such a tender and happy smile that my knees went weak. He put his hands on my shoulder and pulled me towards him, giving me a soft lingering kiss, full of promises of things to come.

He wasn't concentrated anymore, or he just let his mental shields down, I don't know. But I was suddenly swept away in the middle of a stream of emotions that weren't my own. Delight, wonder, disbelief, hope and most of all pure happiness. It was so intense, and when I opened my eyes again, breathing raggedly I found myself slumped against Epin's chest and in his arms, clutching the sleeves of his shirt like a lifeline. "Wow…" I mumbled, voice wobbling.

"Sorry…" he murmured and nuzzled my temple, not sounding as if he really was, more like pleased. "Yeah, right", I snorted and wrapped my arms around him, feeling very content myself. After a while I asked "And now?"

"Let's go inside, it's cold out here." he suggested and placed a kiss on my forehead. "Right." I answered, having the sneaking suspicion the main reason for him to want to be inside again wasn't the temperature. Not that I minded, though. He brushed his lips lightly over my face, touching skin but at the same time not quite, moving down from my forehead over my eyes and cheeks towards my mouth and caught my lips in a searing kiss, eagerly moving his mouth over mine.

I don't remember the way back to his room, I was lost in the feel of his arms around me and his lips on mine.

The emotions and feelings I've had before the other Saiyans had burst into the room were coming back with a vengeance, and I gripped him fiercely, our tongues battling and caressing at the same time.

It was intoxicating.

We stumbled into the familiar room and Epin gave the door a shove with a foot, causing it to slam shut. I jerked at the loud sound and for a moment I was worried we'd have another visit from Epin's buddies or a Saiyan prince ready to blow a fuse. "Don't worry" Epin murmured having sensed my worry. He fell back on the mattress, and not being prepared for that I squeaked and landed hard on top of him, but he didn't seem to mind. Starting to nip his way down my throat, causing me to instinctly arch my neck he elaborated between his kisses. "I don't think anyone will come in here again tonight. Or even close, unless the house is burning down or something." "Huh? Because Vegeta was so pissed?" I mumbled, trying to follow what he was saying but unable to concentrate. He chuckled and licked playfully over my collarbone, making me release a hissing breath. "No, it has nothing to do with Prince Vegeta. It's self-preservation…. You'll understand…"

And with that he flipped us over and covered me with his body. He half smiled, half grinned down at me and nipped the tip of my nose before pausing for a moment to look deep into my eyes. His own showed a multitude of emotions, too much and too fast for me to read but with an underlying tenderness that made my heart beat even faster.

"What?" I asked uneasily when he hadn't moved or said anything after a few moments. Was there something wrong?

Epin shook his head slightly and chuckled, and laid his forehead on mine. "I only wanted to look at you. You worry too much." I felt my cheeks heaten up, unable to deny the truth of his words.

"Stop worrying" he breathed and caught my mouth again, kissing me with an urgency and increasing passion that made a tingling heat spreading rapidly through my body. Gods, how I wanted that man. Not only in a physical sense but also his mind, soul, his very being, everything.

My hands roamed over his back, tracing his muscles and memorizing the feeling of them moving and twitching under my caress. Damn shirt. I moved my hands lower, intending to reach the hem of his shirt when I accidently brushed the base of his tail. He let out a muffled gasp and pressed his hips against mine, tightening his arms around me and let his head fall on my shoulder, breathing rapidly.

I blinked. Woah… Did I just do that? Could a simple touch have that effect?

I had touched his tail before, and I could dimly remember him responding eagerly, but my memory of those moments was a bit hazy.

Well, only one way to find out, I thought evilly and moved my fingers towards my goal. Epin's head shot up, a slightly panicked look on his face and opened his mouth "No! You…" The rest of the sentence was cut off when he let out a moan, threw his head back, eyes squeezed shut and his mouth partly open.

There is nothing more beautiful than the face of your lover when he's in the throes of ecstasy that you have caused.

I stared wide-eyed at him for an instant, the image burning into my memory when my eyes snapped shut of their own accord as tightened his grip and bucked his hips, grinding his obvious arousal against my pelvis and belly.

Heat exploded in my body and I instinctively moved my own hips to press upwards, clutching him tighter. I had never been so incredibly turned-on in my whole life, and we even still had our clothes on.

Epin slowly stopped his movements and opened his eyes, staring with a glazed look into the distance before lowering his eyes down to me in a wide-eyed stare, disbelief and wonder battling for supremacy in his look.

"Don't. This is too much." He took a deep breath and swallowed. "I… I want this to be special. I want to savour every moment of it. But my tail, especially the base…", he closed his eyes briefly and swallowed again, "I lose control."

I looked at him hotly and nodded, grabbed his head to pull him down in a long and passionate kiss. He wasn't the only one who wanted this to be special, and what he had said made me want to scream in joy. Pulling back to get much-needed oxygen I tugged at his shirt, carefully avoiding the area of his lower back.

"Off" I said simply. He sat up, never letting go of me, which made pulling of his shirt a bit more difficult but at the same time much more interesting for me. I pulled it over his head and used the short moment where he had to let go of me to push him on his back. I was panting, feeling light-headed with ever-mounting desire. Throwing the annoying piece of clothing to the side I attacked his mouth with my own, exploring , taking in his taste and texture. My hands ran across his chest, revelling in the feeling of his bare flesh under my fingers. His arms came up, crushing me against him and he responded eagerly, meeting every sweep of my tongue with one of his own.

I couldn't suppress a moan when he ran one hand down to my lower back to caress it, and the other snaked up under my shirt to open the hooks of my bra. He pushed me off him a bit to get rid of my shirt and bra, his gaze lingering on my breasts. He rolled us over again, kneeling over me and kissing me intensely while he discarded my pants and underwear. I reached down and did the same with his, and after some reluctant shifting and a lot of pulling and tugging were finally free of any hindering clothing and gazed at each other. There wasn't much light, but enough to make me unconsciously hold my breath when I looked at him.

He was gorgeous. Other people may think differently, but for me he was the embodiment of everything I had dreamed of in a man. A well-toned body but without bulging muscles, sleek and firm, and in the pale moonlight his smooth skin almost seemed to shimmer. A scar ran across his side, and as my gaze trailed lower I almost missed another one running down one upper thigh, my attention being caught by something else, and I unconsciously licked my lips.

He looked at me unblinking, his gaze moving over my body in an intensity I could almost feel, and his tail moved restlessly behind him. He let out an indefinable sound and lowered himself on me, supporting his weight on his underarms lying on each side of my head. "Epin" I whispered when I felt his body over mine. He kissed me deeply, and one of his hands stroked my cheek, moving lower over my neck and collarbone to cup my breast. I arched my back and moaned at the touch, causing him to exhale sharply and burry his face in my collarbone, kissing, licking and nipping my flesh. His brushed his fingers lightly over my nipple, and I buried my hands in his hair, panting heavily. He ceased his attack on my collarbone and moved lower, placing little kisses on my flesh. The other hand came down to pay attention to the other breast, setting my body even more on fire and almost driving me insane. My eyelids fluttered shut and I moaned when I felt his mouth on my breast, licking and sucking, swirling his tongue around my sensitive nipple while his hand was occupied with massaging the other breast gently.

"Wait", I panted, unsure if and how I could stand the tension that was rapidly building up inside my body. He ignored my pleading and switched breasts to give the other the same thorough and intense treatment.

His unoccupied hand trailed lower between our bodies, finding its way between my legs and I bolted upright. Or tried to, but it was enough for him to pull back a little, giving me the opportunity to throw myself at him, grabbing his shoulders trying to reverse positions and succeeding. He seemed intrigued at my intentions, especially at the fact I was sitting on top of him with my legs on either side of him, but never stopped his fingers' teasing between my legs, grinning evilly up at me. It was driving me crazy, at this rate I would explode in a few seconds. I growled at him and forcibly grabbed his arm to push it over his head. Heat flashed across his eyes at the sound, and I gasped and let my head fall on his chest.

Damn, I had forgotten he had another hand. "Stop!" I hissed desperately between pants, and he complied this time, obviously sensing how close to the point of no return I was. He pulled me down and gave me a fiery kiss, running his hands up and down my sides. "Anything you want." he murmured breathlessly against my mouth and moved his tongue down my jawline. Needless to say that didn't help much to calm my screaming body. Nor did the fact that I was very aware of his arousal pressed against my flesh.

Time for payback. I lifted my hips a bit and trailed my hand down his chest and lower, letting him know my destination and intention. He groaned and pressed his face against my neck when I brushed his length, his tail lashing back and forth next to his body and then curled firmly around my thigh. I moved my hand gently, stroking, marvelling at the feeling of his arousal under my palm. He pulled his head back and opened his eyes to look up at me. The look he gave me was full of desire and passion, of heat and willing surrender to my treatment. He was openly relaying the pleasure I was giving him fuelling my own even more with his gaze and the sensation of my fingers caressing his hot flesh.

Abandoning any thought of prolonging foreplay any further I let go of him with a last teasing brush, causing him to shudder lightly with pleasure.

I wanted to explore every inch of him, feel more of him, but there were some other pressing matters then. Besides, I had the pleasant anticipation I'd have the opportunity later. Lots of opportunities.

We held our positions for a moment, staring into the other's eyes and panting, and then I lowered myself on him, moaning and nearly losing it at the sensation of his length pushing in to me. I started to move slowly at first , memorizing the feeling of him filling me, but was rapidly losing control and started to rock faster on him. He was gripping my waist tightly and moved his hips upward in rhythm with my movements until we were both close to the brink. Then he suddenly rolled us over again, his fast breathing loud against my ear, and thrust deep into me a couple of times. He groaned loudly and tensed up suddenly, driving me over the edge with him. I think I screamed, I'm not sure. All I could feel was him shuddering on me and inside of me as my inner walls tightened around him. Everything exploded, the whole world around us shattering into million pieces, and wave after wave of pleasure washed over me, drowning me in ecstasy.

When I reluctantly came back to reality Epin had collapsed on me, clinging to me as if his life depended on him and trying to calm his breathing, sucking gently at my neck. Only after a few moments did I notice the sting on my neck where his mouth was, and I opened my mouth to ask what was going on.

I never asked the question. There was suddenly a presence in my mind that wasn't my own, a gentle, soft and familiar one.

'Epin?" I thought in awe, already knowing the answer.

'We bonded' he thought back with awe and happiness. 'I … I never though it would be like this. I didn't think it would feel so good.'

'What happened?' I asked in wonder, his mind linked to mine feeling like it was a part I had been missing, complementing me, making me whole.

'I bit you.' came the satisfied answer.

"What?" I asked aloud, unsure whether to yell at him or wait for an explanation. I opted for the latter.

He licked over the place on my neck a last time and pulled out of me slowly, making us both gasp at the feeling. He grabbed the blanket and covered us, supported himself on his elbows, looking down on me tenderly.

"I bit you." he repeated and stroked my face with his fingertips. "It's the act that triggers the forming of the bond, and it's also the Saiyan way to mark one's mate."

" My mate…" he said softly smiled at me. I smiled back and lifted my head to kiss the tip of his nose.

"So you're into biting, right?" I asked teasingly, grinning at the blush spreading over his cheeks and storing this interesting bit of information for later. "What did you mean by marking?"

"Well…marking…" he struggled for words. "There will be a scar where I bit you. It won't go away. It's a sign for everybody else that you're taken and already belong to another. And you know that I don't mean that in a sense of ownership, so there's no need to get angry. You forgot I can feel you." He nipped playfully at my nose, turning serious again. "You're mine." he whispered, and the way he said it made my body turn to mush.

I pulled his head down to kiss him softly, feeling close to bursting with joy.

"What about you, can I mark you too?" I asked when we came up for air. He gave me a hot look and I felt a flash of eager anticipation coming from him. "Yes, you can. Do you want to?" I nodded, overwhelmed with his feelings at the thought and mine as well. He let out a content sigh and covered my mouth again, making all coherent thought disappear for a while.

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We made love again later that night, after cuddling turned into foreplay. This time we went slowly, exploring the other's body with hands and mouth, seeking and finding secret pleasure spots. I had a lot of fun trying to find out which way I could put how much pressure and where on his tail to get different reactions. I didn't get very far though. Saiyan tails are very sensitive. It was incredible, feeling my own body's reaction to his slow and steady thrusts and at the same time experiencing what he felt.

And I marked him like he did me, on the peak of our passion. The feelings coming from him through out bond when my teeth broke his skin and I tasted his blood, and the expression on his face afterwards… I can't describe it, no words would do it justice. But I know in my heart that this special moment will be one of the most treasured memories of my life.

It was almost dawn when we finally settled down to sleep, snuggled up to each other.

"Hey", I asked, through a content yawn, a sudden thought coming to my mind, "what did you mean then when you said no one would come close to this room out of self-preservation? You said I'd understand…"

He nuzzled my neck where he had marked me, the spot still tender but in a pleasant way.

'Saiyans are very territorial when it comes to their mates, especially in the initial mating.' he thought to me. 'If someone had come into the room … It's instinct, to defend your mate against possible rivals. Even a friend would be seen as a challenger. And everybody here knows it, and they wouldn't think about interrupting a first mating.' He chucked inwardly at my confusion. 'Think about it. Remember. How would you have felt if someone else had come in here when we were mating?'

Embarrassed and pissed, was my first thought at his question, but then I realized that wasn't entirely true. Just the idea of someone disturbing that intimate moment made my blood boil and my adrenaline level shooting up, and I unconsciously bared my teeth. He stroked my back soothingly, and I slowly relaxed again. "See what I mean?" he murmured and I nodded in response.

"But I'm no Saiyan. Why should I react like that?"

"It doesn't matter whether you're Saiyan or not. I am, and we have a bond."

I blinked. It really made sense. Even if we hadn't formed that bond completely then I had experienced that strong emotions still got through. For a short moment I wondered how one's emotion would affect the other now that we had the bond, like, how would Epin react to me having PMS? "

"Will it be like that every time?" I wondered, and he shook his head. "Not as intensely. Territorial instinct isn't something you can just switch off, but it won't be as strong as it was the first time." I was relieved, the image of beating up someone who just walked down the corridor when Epin and I were intimate was a bit disturbing.

I sighed contently and tightened my arms around him, burying my head in his shoulder and closed my eyes, giving his mind a last gentle caress before I drifted off to sleep.

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Well, that was my very first lemon. What do you think of it? Comments, suggestions, anything? Please?!