Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Imperial Amusements ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

Hey everyone!

Here is the latest installment of Imperial Amusements. Hope you all enjoy it.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS INCESTUAL HINTS AND TEASING…no…this is not an incest fic. It is a B/V with some CH/K. Do not flame me….Please.

DISCLAIMER: I do not now or will ever own any part of Dragon Ball, DBZ, or GT.

She woke with a scream still on her lips, bounding out of the bed to run to the bathroom. She frantically searched her neck and shoulders for any signs of the tell tale bite mark signifying that she had been bonded. When she saw that no mark was evident, Bulma sighed in relief.

Bulma rested her head on the cool glass of the bathroom mirror, running water to cool her burning cheeks and taking deep breaths to still her raging heartbeat. Bulma looked at herself in the mirror, still not sure if the dream had been real or not. She swore she could still feel him, behind her, inside of her. Bulma felt her cheeks start to heat up again.

She sighed, remembering the fear of being chased, of being caught. And yet she had felt a sense of anticipation, she had tried so desperately to find a way to escape just to find none, save the one he was blocking. But she knew, deep down that she had wanted to be caught.

Bulma remembered the utter dominance of the hunter and how helpless she had felt. The one thing that had frightened her most was not being able to see her captor's face. He had been in complete shadow, his features obscured. The only thing clear was the burning triumph in his eyes, she could recognize the hunger in those eyes anywhere.

Bulma felt a tingling of excitement, she had never been chased before, it brought a rush of adrenaline through her system. She ran her hands down her body, arching her back. She felt wetness between her thighs. Bulma knew she was getting sexually aroused, she slowly ran her hands up under her nightshirt and caressed her breasts, and they were growing firmer with her excitement, the nipples standing out in tiny peaks. She then ran one hand from her breast down her stomach, slowly inching toward the aching spot between her legs.

She could remember when her captor had roughly put his fingers in there, it felt so good and it was painful all at the same time. Bulma softly cupped herself, experimentally. Running a finger through the slick folds of flesh. Finding the tiny button that seemed the center of the aching sensation. Bulma cupped herself harder, thrusting her hips in the air. Her finger found the tiny opening, she cautiously inserted her finger, then two. She imagined him entering her again. Bulma fell to her knees, leaning on the bathroom cabinets, roughly pulling her nightshirt above her breasts. Her ragged breath escaping in moans and pants. Her fingers start to move faster in and out, her hips rocking with the rhythm.

She could almost feel him behind her again, entering her, filling her. She felt something start to build inside of her, she tensed trying to reach some unknown pinnacle. She teetered on the edge for a few precious seconds. She heard him call her name and plunged into the void, screaming delightfully all the way.

A few moments later, Bulma picked herself up off of the floor feeling a little lightheaded, her breathing returning to normal. She striped off her nightshirt, went to adjust the water for her shower, feeling the sticky wetness on her thighs.

Bulma climbed into the shower when the temperature was just right, `What had come over me? I would have never thought I could feel that way,' She thought to herself as the warm water cascaded down her body erasing the evidence of her ministrations.

She left the shower, feeling refreshed and relaxed.

* * * * *

Kakarott had heard his sister's scream and the slamming of the bathroom door. He shrugged off Bulma's scream as a nightmare, she seemed to have a few of those.

He was in his bedroom doing his morning stretches, before going down to wolf down his usual amount of food for breakfast. As he walked down the hall to the kitchen, he passed the bathroom door, from inside he heard muffled moans and panting noises.

Thinking that his sister was hurt or sick made panic race through Kakarott's veins. The bond between siblings is always strong but with them being twin's it seemed even stronger. Not thinking to knock, he opened the door to see what was happening to his sister. The sight that greeted his eyes was one that would stay with him for a real long time whether he liked it or not.

As he stood there gaping, Bulma's tail stiffened behind her. Thinking she had seen him, Kakarott quickly closed the door and turned around just to face his parents who had come up behind him, also after hearing Bulma's scream and the door slam.

Kakarott tried to smooth his face into unreadable lines, but he couldn't quite conceal the worry in his eyes. His mother stepped closer asking, "Is everything all right with your sister? She sounded rather distressed a little bit ago."

Kakarott felt his cheeks start to heat up with a blush, "Uh…sh…she's fine mom. It just looks as if she may have had too much to drink on her date last night." He stammered.

Their mother brought her hands to her mouth gasping, "Oh, my darling little girl, I have to see if she's alright with my own eyes." Kakarott stepped back to block the door and his mother from getting to it. She placed her hands on her hips and glared at her son, so much like Bulma's glare when she became irritated or angry. Kakarott managed to stand his ground. Though his mother was small of stature she was still intimidating.

Kakarott told her, "No, mother. She needs to be alone at the moment." Trying to look fearsome with his arms crossed over his chest. The look didn't phase their mother who just returned the stare. Kakarott started to feel his resolve crumble under his mother's regard.

Just as he was about to relent and let their mother into the bathroom they all heard the shower come on. Kakarott sighed in relief and tried to smile, "See? She's feeling better already." Bulma and Kakarott's parents both looked doubtful but took their son's word for it.

As they turned to go back down stairs their mother paused with a worried look still evident in her eyes , "You'll let me know if she needs anything right?" she asked.

"Yeah, sure thing mom." Kakarott stated to reassure his mother.

"Come on woman," Bardock interjected sounding impatient. But no matter how he tried he also could not conceal the worry he had for his only daughter. Images of the argument racing through his brain, "You still have to finish making breakfast, I'm going to waste away if I don't get anything to eat soon." Bardock then proceeded to drag his mate downstairs.

Kakarott sighed again in relief and started to lean against the bathroom door, just too keep leaning until he ended flat on his back staring at a surprised Bulma wrapped in nothing but a towel. Slowly the look of surprise melted into one of embarrassed rage, "Kakarott! What the HELL do you think you are doing?" she shrieked.

Kakarott quickly got off of the floor blushing at the situation. He started to defend himself but Bulma was not finished, "You had better get out of my before I kick your ass…again!" She thought for a minute then a wicked smirk crossed her face, Kakarott knew he was in deep shit when she got that look, "Or better yet, meet me in the gravity chamber and we will spar." She said with an evil glint in her eye.

Kakarott slowly backed up, hands out in front of him, "Uh…I've got plans…sorry I can't. BYE!" he said as he flew down the stairs and out the front door, completely forgetting about the breakfast that awaited him in the kitchen.

Bulma smirked to herself and yelled, "Coward!" then continued to her room to get dressed for the day.

* * * * * *

Kakarott flew fast, trying to get the image of his sister out of his head. He shuddered. `That was just disturbing,' he thought.

His erection finally made itself known to him, tightening his black spandex even more. He stopped in mid-flight to adjust himself and shudder at the thought of him getting excited over his twin sister.

"I am so glad I left the house when I did. How would I ever explain this to Bulma? I can't even figure it out for myself. She would have me flattened like a pancake…" he says to himself,

"Mmmmm… Pancakes… I never did eat." He turned to look back towards his house as his stomach roars and then turned back to his aching erection. He scratched the back of his head laughing nervously, "I guess I should take care of this real quick."

`I wonder who would help me get rid of this at this hour?' he thought to himself as he set off in flight again. He thought about it for a minute, his eyes brightening, "I know who will help me!" He did a sharp turn to right during his flight.

He couldn't seem to get there fast enough. His erection became even more painful as he could smell the sex of his sister, it seemed to cling to his skin. He smacks himself in the forehead.

"She's your sister! Think about ChiChi and her perky breasts!" he says to himself, an image of Bulma using one hand to play with her nipple flashing in his mind. He smacks himself again.

"Stop it! She's your twin sister! Think about ChiChi's sweet little pussy!" he growls at himself, getting another mental image of Bulma playing with her own pussy, tangling her fingers in her blue hairs. He takes a deep breath, remembering the smell of her. This time he stops in mid-flight and socks himself in the head, knocking himself a ways back in the air.

"Damnit! This is not going to happen! Bulma is your TWIN SISTER! Stop thinking that way about her! Yes she's female but she is TOTALLY OFF LIMITS!" he screamed at himself, closing is eyes tightly against the forbidden images roaming through his brain. He begins to fly again, spotting the field ChiChi worked in daily. He could see her in a far end of the field wiping some sweat off her brow. He swooped down, grabbing her around the waist purring in her ear,

"Morning ChiChi," as he pressed her up against his erection.

"WHAT THE HELL!" she screamed, being lifted away from her chores.

"Grrr… Morning Kakarott! Let me guess you got an itch you don't want to scratch alone…"she growled at him trying to squirm from his tight grip. She was fed up with these spur of the moment meetings, they didn't even date anymore. She was getting fed up with being a sex toy to him.

"And you know I only come to you to relieve it,' he continued to purr into her ear, licking her neck as he did so. She wasn't in the mood, he knew it, but it never stopped him from getting her in the mood before.

"I am sick of being your plaything Kakarott!" she growled at him, shuddering under the attention he was giving her, beating his arm with her fists. She continued to struggle as they were landing in their normal meeting place.

It was a beautiful clearing in the forest to the west of her home, as a child she would come here to play hide and seek with what few friends she had. In her teen years she would come here to take in the beauty of the place. There weren't too many places like this on Vejiitasei, and she was thankful to have one so close to her home.

As they landed in the clearing, Kakarott brought his other arm around her waist massaging her stomach and moving his other hand up to caress her breast. She couldn't help but moan under his attentions. He bit her neck lightly taking in deep breaths of her scent. She tried not to let his caresses affect her, but he seemed to have this awesome power over her. She turned to face him in his embrace.

"Have you heard a word that I have said, Kakarott?" she asked him, putting her best pouty face on as she looked up into his eyes. She noticed he had a fresh bruise forming on the right side of his head, and there was an intense hunger in his eyes. She had never seen him hunger for her this much, she wondered in the back of her mind if there was something else to it. She focused her attentions back to the bruise on his face, as he started to strip her of her clothing.

"What happened to you? I have never seen you get a bruise, not on your face anyway," she asked, the worried tone in her voice completely blatant. She helped him maneuver her out of the rest of her clothing as she was inspecting the bruise.

"Ehh… Uhh… I-I… uhh.. r-ran into a door Bulma was flinging open," Kakarott sputtered out. He had already slinked his way out of his own clothing, and was already reaching for ChiChi's breasts.

"You ran into a door? Uhhngh…" she moaned as Kakarott began to suckle one of her nipples and massaging the other one. His other hand had already found its way down to her clitoris and was playing with it wildly. Her knees began to give way, her questions about the bruise already melting away with each of Kakarott's strokes. Kakarott removed his hand from her breast to catch her and place her comfortably on the soft grass. His other hand now slowing its pace, playing in her nether hairs.

She began to pout vocally at the attention being removed from her clitoris. She looked down to his face to see his eyes are closed and he seemed to be drowning in her whole being, his tail flitting stiffly behind him. He opened his eyes to see her watching him, licking her lips. He smiled up at her then moved himself to straddle her upper chest, his erection fitting snugly between her breasts.

"Please suck, ChiChi," he pleaded, thrusting his hips toward her mouth, his erection bobbing excitedly. She smiled at him slyly, licking the tip of his penis. He threw his head back hissing at her teasing, arching his back so that his hand could pleasure her some more. She moaned at this, looking up at him with disbelieving eyes.

`He has never worried about pleasuring me in this position before' she thought to herself, licking her lips again. She wetted her tongue and lapped at his penis again, readying it for her mouth. She shivered tasting the drops of precum on her tongue, the saltiness of it sending sparks through her body. She can hear him moaning, his hips thrusting a little faster, expecting a little bit more than shy licks from her mouth. His hand rubs her sore spot, she moans again at the gentleness he is using with her and the fierce need his hips are showing.

His fingers play with her clitoris, every now and again sliding into her to test her wetness. Her lips finally surround the head of his erection, he bucks at this, forcing him deeper into her mouth. The warm, silky wetness surrounding him, his fingers begin to move fast on her clitoris. She grabs his butt pulling more of him into her mouth, arching her hips to meet his hand, the hardness of his erection and his skillful teasing of her clitoris making her squirm beneath him.

She can feel his body begin to tense slightly at his oncoming orgasm, she pulls her mouth away from his penis. She takes advantage of him being slightly off guard and pushes herself up from the ground, flinging him off her. He hits the ground with a hard thud, his eyes searching her face in astonishment. She straddles him, he grins at her knowing exactly what she wants.

"I want you inside of me now!" she growls into his ear, biting into his neck with no abandon. Her pussy rubs against his erection causing them both to moan. She pulls her body towards his face, deftly maneuvering his erection to her. He suckles her breasts, awaiting the moment she pushes on him, putting him fully inside her. She starts to rock her hips teasing them both, the head of his erection rubbing her clitoris and him almost filling her.

She finally decides its time, her orgasm building as well. She knew he would cum quick with her on top. He always does, but then so does she. She rocks her hips back to the right spot and she begins to push against his erection. He enters her easily, stretching her. She takes her time though, moving up and down on just the head of his penis for a few. She pushes down on him completely, causing her to sit straight up and impale herself on him. They both scream at the feeling of each other as she rocks her hips back and forth still impaled on him completely.

She brings her upper body back down to his, kissing him fiercely, moving her body like a snake on his. Her clitoris rubbing against his pelvis as he thrusts into her. He clutches her hips tightly, giving her the cue that he was at his brink. She tightened her muscles around his penis savoring the way it throbbed inside of her. She began to move faster rubbing her clitoris even harder against his penis as his strong arms tried to keep her from moving anymore.

She could feel her peak hit, she rubbed one last time against his pelvis and let it hit her head on. He felt it too. Her muscles tightened around his erection and he couldn't hold it anymore, he pushed her up from his chest and thrust into her once more, causing her to scream out in pure pleasure. A deep growl formed in his chest as he came harder than he ever had before with her. She was doing things with her pussy he never thought possible. She was drawing his orgasm out with it, pulsing around his erection. And he enjoyed every minute of it.

She collapsed to his chest, straightening out her tight legs and then rolling off of him. The waves upon waves of her orgasm still hitting her and then slowly subsiding into delicious tremors of pleasure. She took in a few deep breaths to clear her vision, the anger she felt towards him building in her chest. She sits up and looks over at his serene features, making the anger rising even more.

She swallowed some of the anger, smiling evilly at him resting her head back on his chest.

"So, Kakarott? When are we gonna bond?" she asked sweetly, drawing circles on his chest with her fingers. He rested an arm around her shoulders, sighing.

"I am not sure yet ChiChi. Ask me in a few…" he said sleepily, already dozing off.

"Argh! Fine!" she growled, getting up swiftly and putting her clothing back on, "If you won't bond with me, I will just bond with Yamcha!"

`Yamcha… I know that name from somewhere…' Kakarott thought to himself as he drifts off to sleep. She hoped for a response from him. Seeing he was already asleep, she turned in a huff and stormed off leaving him alone, naked in the forest.