Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Imperial Amusements ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

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He was searching, for what he didn't know. He awoke from a dream that left him with an undeniable urge, an urge that didn't have a name.

The forest was awakened as well by his presence, the leaves of the trees shivered as if in anticipation of his next action. He blinked a few times to clear his vision from the dream state he had been in. The mist clouding his vision further, but it assisted him in clearing his mind. It's eerie warmth comforting him, curling seductively around his body. His tail swished through the air, getting him familiar with his surroundings.

His soul growled for appeasement, the urge had not gone away at his full awakening. The urge continued to grow within his body, he tried to fight it, to push it back somehow. To let it encompass him would be to lose control, he wasn't one to lose control.

He hears a rustling in the forest off to his left, the beast within him pulling him toward the noise. He snuck stealthily through the underbrush, his heartbeat quickening its pace as he neared the source of the rustling. The urge within him was taking control of his entire body. He tried to place his tail about his waist, as he would if he felt as though he may run into trouble. However, it played fervently behind him, exhibiting the mischievous effect this urge was producing on his physical body.

He heard the sound again this time far off to his right; he wondered how quick the beast really was. I took him no time at all to reach the place he had heard the sounds emanating from before. The urge had begun to take over his mind, wanting him to dash towards the sounds. He growled as he tried to fight off the presence he felt in his mind. He knew better than to announce his own presence when danger was imminent.

He fought back the urge, as he made his way back to towards the sounds. His body not responding exactly as it should. He cursed at his inept ability to keep control of his own body. He announced his presence loudly, his feet snapping twigs and dry leaves in their wake. He didn't move as stealthily as he had a few moments ago, and waited for the danger that he felt surrounding him to just remove him from this planet. He reached the spot he believed the creator of the sounds to be and found nothing.

He heard the sounds again, not far behind him this time. He turned in the direction of the sounds, expecting to be attacked, but only facing a strong wind blowing towards him. He inhaled the air and he could resist no more. The beast within took him over completely, and he didn't care. He allowed it to take over his mind and body at that time, he knew he was in no danger.

His body tensed as if changing forms. He began to run on all fours, in a beast-like state, towards the sounds. The sounds had not stopped, they continued this time letting him follow. In leaps and bounds off trees and ground, he knew he couldn't move this fast even in flight. The sounds changed direction and so did he, without a misplaced step. The sounds abruptly silenced, he slowed his pace to quiet his rampaging.

He neared a clearing, returning to move on his hind legs. His sharp eyes could spot a figure in the middle of the clearing, the figure shivered in the cold wind. He stalked closer to the figure, still under the cover of the trees. His body betrays him as he brushes a twig with his heel, snapping it instantly. The figure jumps turning towards him, placing their iridescent tail around their waist. He moves behind a large tree in hopes of hiding his body form his prey.

He peers from behind the trees, his sharp eyes noticing the figure inching closer towards his position. He can see the eyes of his prey now, a sharp blue, like that of a cat. But his prey shivered like a rabbit, his heart raced at his prey's obvious fear. He licks his lips, his excitement building from the smell of his prey's fear. He can wait no longer.

His prey had cautiously approached the edge of the clearing, tentatively sniffing the air. He sprung out from his hiding place, growling loudly at the startled face of his prey. He could see her outlines perfectly, the sharp blue eyes, the full quivering lips, and her breasts that shivered as the cool wind caressed them.

His prey bolted immediately, her blue tail unraveling form her waist and following behind her in the breeze. He smirked after her, he would let her get some head way, but he would still catch her. It was the best part of the hunt.

He started his chase slowly, letting her think she got away from him. He could hear her stop to catch her breath. He could smell that her fear had subsided a bit, as she thought she had lost him. He quickened his pace to let her know he was still in pursuit. He deliberately makes noise to signal to her that he is fast approaching.

He could smell her fear rise again as he moved closer, he was so close he could hear her heartbeat increase. She took off again, faking to the left and moving right. He played along with her, moving left then following her right. She almost trapped herself next to a cave, but swiftly changed direction. She again tried faking left and moving right but this time he was right on her trail, staying to the right. He knew what was in the direction she was running in and she would have no escape.

He quickened his pace on her; he could now see her moving swiftly in front of him. She maneuvered herself through a hole in a thicket up ahead; she had fallen for the trap. He followed her through the hole in the thicket, abruptly stopping to block her escape. He could see her panicking; she searched high and low for an exit from the mysterious clearing within the bonds of the thicket.

He laughed in triumph. Even if he did move away from the only exit of the thicket; he was still faster than her. He could catch her before she escaped. She faced him, utter fear in her eyes, as she placed her arms over her body to protect herself. He started toward her slowly, flexing the muscles in his arms as he did so. She made no move to escape, but she would soon enough.

He saw her eyes shifting from him to the exit trying to calculate how she would escape from him. He never gave her a chance to make the first move. His fluid movements had his hands on her arms, in a matter of seconds. He could see the fear deepen in her eyes as she looked up into his. He knew the reality of his true speed hit her then.

He pulled her arms from the bounty he had earned from her capture. Her body was appetizing but he wanted more than to look at her rounded breasts, and her flat stomach, and his most precious prize. A low groan of intense lust escaped his throat; she tried to shrink away from him at that moment. He pulled her closer to his body, still watching her eyes for her true emotions. He looked down her face to her lips; they were moist with her saliva and glistening in the starlight. He started to growl as he devoured her lips within his.

He dropped his guard as he melted into her lips; she broke free of his iron grasp and bolted for the exit. He whipped around to snatch her by her tail. He knew the pain that caused and could hear her scream. Her scream excited him even more and the erection that was only beginning at this interlude was now raging. He pulled her back by her tail, knowing she would give up her fruitless attempts at escaping while he held her by her tail. He was right; as he pulled she quit resisting and let him pull her to him.

When she was close enough, he used his other hand to grab her by her long braided hair. He pulled her head back roughly to kiss her again. He moaned with absolute delight that he had her now and there was nothing she could do. He broke the violent kiss, and trailed harsh kisses down her neck to her shoulders. He moved the hand that still had her tail captive to the front of her body, moving it up her body grasping her left breast tightly in his hand. He held firmly onto her tail with his ring and pinkie fingers as his thumb and fore finger pinched and prodded her nipple.

His erection was getting fed up with his playful attitude, growing stiffer by the second to the point it felt it was going to explode. He groaned at the uncomfortable spot he was in. He wanted to play more but his lust was taking over. He moved the hand holding her tail back down her body, over her stomach to his true prize. He inserted his forefinger roughly, she groaned in pain from it and he got even more excited by her noises. He could feel her wetness already; he continued to move his fingers in her feeling her tightness. He was shocked, she was yet a virgin. He couldn't take it anymore.

He forced her to the ground on all fours; he positioned himself behind his prize. He still held onto her tail and hair, rearing her head back to let her moans flow freely from her throat. He placed his erection at the wet entrance to his prize, and entered her with one quick thrust. She let out a horrible shriek and he pulled her head and body up against his chest to impale her even more so on his erection. His body couldn't handle the tightness of her and exploded in a rush. He lost control, grabbed her around the waist, pulling her head to the side brutally with her braid to expose his mouth to her neck. He bit into the soft pure flesh there. He could taste her sweet blood in his mouth as he claimed her for his own.