Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ In'lar-Anth - Through Darkest Destiny ❯ In the Heat of the Night ( One-Shot )

In'lar-Anth - Through Darkest Destiny

Authors: Rogue & Dark Serapha

Email: neko_jin-Rogue@yahoo.com & DarkSerapha@gmx.de

Rating: NC 17

Pairing: Zarbon x Jeice

Warnings: Lemon, SM, violence, Master/Slave, blood, mental abuse, slight romance

Disclaimer: We solemnly swear we are up to no good! Therefore we own neither Dragonball Z nor all the songs used in here or else the world would be a far darke... angsti... eh… better place. No money is being made with this. Damn.

'…' = thoughts

Intro

"Kinda I Want To"

I can't shake this feeling from my head.
there's a devil sleeping in my bed.
watching you from across the way.
I cannot make this feeling go away

[Chorus:]
I know it's not the right thing.
and I know it's not the good thing.
but kinda I want to.

I'm not sure of what I should do.
when every thought I'm thinking of is you.
all of my excuses turn to lies.
maybe God will cover up his eyes

[Chorus]

why does it have to be this way?
why does it have to be?
why does have to be this way?

kinda I want to.
maybe just for tonight.
we can pretend it's alright.
what's the price I pay.
I don't care what they say.
I want to.
I want to

(I'll take my chance tonight)

("Kinda I want to" by Nine Inch Nails)

In'lar-Anth - Through Darkest Destiny

The Hidden Chapters 3: "In the Heat of the Night"

~ ice-jin mother-ship, Frieza's audience room ~

Zarbon

I shivered with ecstasy though it could have been the cold as well. My lord kept it so cold here. It made me even more inclined to hold this lithe hot body close. I closed my eyes as my mind crossed through barriers and dark patches, hidden corners and locked spaces. I moved through his mind as I did with his body. He was mine, inside and outside... and from what I found... it was true. He was such a complex puzzle and I now had the key.

I nuzzled his mind just as I nuzzled his throat, my hands caressing stiff nipples and grazing along his washboard stomach in teasing, almost soothing motions. I spoke to him in my mind. 'My beautiful creature. So precious.' He was mine. I held him in my embrace and I had no intention of letting him go. Ever. He shrank away from me but I was relentless. He knew better than to flee from me. I could do much worse things here than to his physical body. I told him so in few enough words.

'Lord Frieza is watching. Cannot disappoint him.' I wouldn't dream of it. I smirked.

Jeice

He spoke to me in my mind. His words were cold, but steady, not like the icy chaos of that other mind. He showed me what he was able to do to me but wouldn't... if I obeyed. Oh gods, I was so terrified! How could this happen to me? I thought I had been through the worst, but this... this... I clung to him, my tormentor, my saviour, my only steady point in this madness that my mind and my world had become. I swore him everything he asked of me if only he would protect me from... from myself, from what my mind had become in the split of a second. And he did. After a while his presence was not confusing anymore but merely soothing as he tried to calm me down and make me return to the real world, where he was waiting for me. And so I did. And I returned to a body that was arching under his ministrations, feeling the hot traces his talented fingers and tongue were leaving on my skin. And I was too terrified to do anything else but cling to him, sobbing in fear, actually welcoming his touch even as I knew that pain would follow. It was something familiar... and everything was better than that swirl of terror, that black cold entity that was so unnatural and unknown and that made my heart race with fear.

Zarbon

His hastily thrown up barriers began to crack and crumble from the emotional and physical strain he was under and I opened my eyes to see his ruby orbs staring up at me in still barely restrained terror. He was mentally responsive again though and I smiled hungrily down at him. Good. He could not be allowed to retreat. Not when my lord was waiting for his entertainment. My dear dear Jeice. I could barely keep myself in check. He was so vulnerable and clinging to me like a lost child. I smiled down at him in genuine delight.

It made me ache to do everything I ever wanted to do.

'Yes. I will take care of you.' My definition of care was much different than his. My hands tightened on him and jerked him upright. My nails digging into his flesh.

'Would you keep our lord waiting? You will break for him. Won't you, my pet?' With that thought I created a strong charge in my hand that sat at the hollow of his back and laved down his throat once again, placing my sharp teeth just below his collarbone. He tensed and gasped just before I released my ki into his body. Screaming he arched powerfully into my teeth, slicing his own chest open.

Jeice

My mind was torn from the threat of the coldness when white hot pain lanced through me. I gasped and then screamed hoarsely, twitching uselessly and receiving more pain as his teeth crated a large slashing wound on my chest. Tears brimmed my eyes and then ran freely as I rode out the aftershocks of his treatment, groaning in pain and then, when the currents reached that part of me that wanted it, moaning in need. I actually forgot about Frieza, about the dreadful presence in my mind, simply concentrating on what Zarbon was doing to my body and god... I... the pain but I needed it so, I...

"Please..." I whimpered brokenly, everything if only he would sate that bitter black hollowness inside me, even pain was good, sheltering me from the dark demon that was feeding on my terror.

"Zarbon... Oh god, please..."

Zarbon

I shivered at the sound of his whimpering voice, lapping at the sweet blue blood that ran in rivulets from the gash on his chest, not letting a drop spill to the tiles. I buried one hand in his thick white hair and tilted his head back roughly, scraping my teeth over his exposed throat, drawing more blood from the delicate thin skin there. My other hand dipping down and grasping his throbbing member tightly, squeezing and feeling him jerk beneath me. I let loose another, weaker, charge into him and groaned as he bucked up against me again, the friction of his body against mine driving me to arch against his heat. The chemicals had been fully absorbed into his body by now and I looked forward to enjoying every nuance of them. I could feel his anguish begin to fade beneath the raging lust that was overwhelming him.

Jeice

So hot... my whole body seemed to be one erogenous zone. I still felt kind of fuzzy and hazy. Even the pain was dulled by the raging lust coursing through my veins. Before the pain had brought me lust but now it was simply fuelling the roaring fire that was already burning, consuming me just like the dark acid of the devil in my mind consuming my soul. But I did not care. I arched into his touch, welcomed it, him, the pain, everything. I was lost and I embraced it. There was no other choice, it was either that or go insane.

"Zarbon... master, please... anything..." The mindless whimpers escaping my mouth didn't even register in my brain as I arched against him, bucking into his hand, his energy taking over my body and making me his puppet, bending to his every whim and will. My blood ran freely once more and he lavished it, delighted in drinking from me as if I was some fine wine but I did not mind. Everything as long as he kept touching me, kept the fire in me alive because I felt that I would die otherwise. His face hovered over me and I actually reached up for his mouth, trying to drown in him, trying to follow the fire, as I pressed my burning lips to his, desperately seeking a sanctuary, though I knew that it was useless, that I was fallen and doomed and that he did not care, that he would hurt me... It was all useless and meaningless to me, I just went with the flames because I had no other choice anymore.

Zarbon

I drew back, licking the blood that stained my lips and glaring down in carnal desire at his sweat slicked body. Eyes half closed, he still trembled and shook but he had blocked out the icy presence if the Ice-jin. That was unacceptable. Then he reached up and I tasted the sweet fountain of his mouth, he had reached for me of his own will, his own need, his own want. Shuddering internally, forcing myself to relent. I pulled him off, freeing myself from his clinging hands and shoving him to the cold ground as I got to my feet to stare down in disdain, abruptly cutting off all contact in the face of his desperation. It screamed at me through the link and I relished it, nearly groaning aloud from the light-headedness that it caused me. I smiled down at him toothily as he mewled and whimpered where he lay writhing on the floor. My voice was thick and husky.

"I think that is enough for today, Jeice. Don't you? I think I will leave you like that."

Jeice

I drew up at his words, my eyes widening in horror. No! If the flames go the ice will return... I could not... no...

"Master... no..." I whimpered and crawled to my feet, my last bit of pride vanishing forever, along with everything I had been. Now I was truly his creature. Forever. I crawled towards his feet, to where he stood, staring down at me, disdain on his face, arms folded in unmistakable displeasure.

"I'll do anything... please don't... don't leave me like this... don't leave me alone... with him..." I sobbed and bent down to kiss his feet, begging him, begging for his mercy, I did not care, not anymore, if only, if only...

Frieza

I watched with ever increasing glee as Zarbon played with the little red boy. He knew how to ring the best reactions from his prey. That was why he was my chosen, why he had been for so long. I sipped at the blood-wine in my goblet as the boy's terror diminished to sexual ecstasy. It rolled off the two of them like waves of congealing fog. And then the pitiful little creature was crawling back to him, his anxiety so strong it was almost a scent in the air. I chuckled at his plea, my voice echoing through the chamber.

'Are you so afraid of me, little one? I who took you in so many years ago? Sheltered and trained you on my battleship?' I laughed tauntingly in his mind, loving the way he cringed and tried to hide away his consciousness. It was so interesting to watch him try to flee and Zarbon was absolutely blissful. He was proving to be very attached to this one. My eyes narrowed. I would have to do something about that sometime. An evil glint appeared in my eyes as I thought on what I could do to... discipline him for becoming so fond of another creature when he was to answer and respond only to me. It was a delicious sight all the same as the poor little thing wept and sobbed at his very feet.

Zarbon

I sneered down at him as he attempted to crawl up my leg like an animal and kicked him away.

"Where is your respect? Is that how a pet should plead for his master's grace? Is that how a loyal servant gains favour? By acting like a rabid animal?" I taunted and smirked and walked around his quivering form, circling him serenely.

"I should be revolted to touch you. What would I gain from taking mercy on a creature such as you?"

Jeice

His words fell on me like heavy stones, crushed my last hopes. I swallowed bitterly. I should have known. He delighted in torturing me, he loved it so much and I had just offered him a whole new dimension for doing so. My fearful eyes wandered back to where the white demon sat on his throne, shying away as soon as they reached him. I could feel him in my mind, could hear him talk... would it be like this forever from now on? Would I never be myself, whole again? I could only fear that it would be. Death was way more merciful than this. If I had known what I would get myself into I'd never...

My thoughts were cut short when Zarbon's foot connected with my ribs, making me slide across the floor, towards the throne. I came to lie at the feet of the ice-demon who would destroy my soul, gasping in pain. I tried to crawl away from Frieza's icy presence but he was everywhere around me, inside me... oh god, inside me... I curled up to a ball of shivering fright, not knowing what to do or to say. What could I do? I'd do anything but my brain was much too scrambled to find an answer.

Zarbon

He cried out in surprised pain at the blow I dealt him, landing him right before the dictator. I stripped off the top half of my uniform as I followed. My smirk widening as I squatted down next to him.

"Are you an animal? Should I treat you like an animal? Tell me. Do you want that?" I gently enfolded him into my embrace once more and breathed a hot breath down his spine, grinning at him and running my tongue along white teeth. I slid my nails along his skin leaving light marks and he shivered and tensed beneath them.

"You are a beautiful animal but you still need to be taught to behave, don't you?" I turned his chin so that he looked up at the Lord Frieza, the one who caused him such distress, once more and held him that way.

Jeice

Shivering helplessly in his grasp I could only hold on for dear life. He made me stare at Frieza, stare at the one for whose entertainment I was condemned to suffer and surprisingly it had the opposite effect from what he probably had wanted to achieve. I might have given in to Zarbon but I would not surrender to Frieza. Not to this... this abomination of nature who didn't have the guts to take his pleasure but had others do the dirty work for him. He was much worse than Zarbon. Zarbon had hurt me but Frieza was feeding on me like some sort of perverted vampire.

Cowering at the base of his throne a slice of my old pride and will was revived. He wanted me for his pleasure? Well, then he should come and get me himself! Pushing down fear, hurt and anguish I snarled angrily and climbed to my feet, pushing away from Zarbon, crouching low, and glaring at them both.

'Come! Get me if you can! I won't go down without a fight again!' I smirked when I saw the surprise in Zarbon's eyes. Yes! I had found a way to keep the fire alive even though it might be not exactly what they had planned.

Zarbon

I stood up, surprised when my little cowering pet snarled angrily and pulled away. I watched him for a moment with a perplexed frown and then it lit into a wide smile. I loved how he had cowered and clung to me before but I would always choose the fight if it was offered. I leered at him and let my imagination run away with thoughts of just how a little squabble would end if Jeice tried to fight me. I knew that the younger man could see my thoughts. I made no attempt to hide them. He would see their reality soon enough. It made my blood race again and I grew even harder at the thought of imminent violence. I began to take a step forward but my Lord stood from his throne, a veiled expression on his face. I stopped immediately and Frieza stepped past me to smile down at Jeice.

Frieza

The sudden anger and defiance was puzzling to me. These free minded ones were certainly unpredictable. The challenge was all too easily read from the little alien. Zarbon positively perked up at the prospect of his disobedience but I stepped forward myself. So this little one thought to challenge me? After being so fearful before, so terrified? He was terrified even now but it was pressed back behind the anger and adrenaline and lust that flooded his mind.

'What is it you wished of me, Jeice? You feel I should dirty my hands with you rather than leave you to your benevolent master? Alright, boy. I'm here.' My voice hissed in his head as I stepped toward him.

'I'm curious. What are you going to do?'

Jeice

One part of me was frozen in fear, trying to comprehend what the heck I was doing but it was the only way I had seen to escape the pressure without loosing myself further. Anger was able to drive away the coldness of the ice-lord as well as the lust had and I fuelled both now. But another part of me was horrified by the prospect of confronting both Zarbon AND Frieza and the knowledge that I hadn't a single chance grew steadily bigger. The worst was that I knew… that I could feel that they knew exactly what I was thinking, and that they were laughing at me in my mind. I drew as much strength as I could, trying to erect some sort of shield, trying to push them away from me. I pressed so hard and suddenly some sort of hidden reservoir seemed to open and I found the strength I needed to at least keep them from my inner sanctuary. Not much but it was a start.

Maybe... if I made Frieza angry enough... maybe he would kill me. It was a fate much more merciful than what they had in store for me otherwise, of that I was deadly sure. I backed away from them both, especially keeping my eyes on Frieza who stepped towards me with that fucking knowing smile I so loathed. To be honest I had not the slightest idea what I would do, I just knew that I had to get away somehow, had to protect myself. Inside, hurt welled up.

He said, he would protect me... but I swallowed it down.

This was not the time. I had been stupid to trust anything he said. I did not know what had come over me, but I welcomed it, pushing away the alluring voices that whispered of pain and sweet submition and maybe, maybe, if the master was benevolent, maybe a release to our needs... no. Not this time...

Frieza

Zarbon stood aside obediently though I could feel a certain amount of restrained concern. Just a hint of it beneath the surface. I would definitely have to do something about that. But now... for this little rebel. To my surprise a sudden barrier erected itself between him and I. I frowned but did not stop. I fazed out and appeared behind my quarry, my hands settling upon his bare shoulders with the weight of the strongest being in the universe. I smirked down at him over his shoulder as I held him immobile. He stiffened and a huge shiver wracked his body which was scorching hot in my cold hands but I held him still anyway. I leaned close to his ear, my frigid breath on his cheek.

"You think you can keep me out?" Physical contact accentuated the bond. I exerted long practiced control and smashed through the weak barrier.

"You can never hide from me." Zarbon winced as I ripped apart the link that I had made for him and dove down into my little experimental prototype's mind. No mercy.

'You want to see what I can do? Well then...' I smirked, my talons digging deep into his shoulders to hold him still.

Jeice

My barriers crumbled under Frieza's onslaught like sandcastles under a child's trembling hand. I had no chance. I had never had one. Terrified I wanted to run, turn around and flee but he was there already, his claws digging into my skin, making me scream in pain. He held me immobile and I could do nothing but shiver. I didn't even dare to turn my head because how deeply his nails cut into my flesh, so very close to my spine. But... wasn't this what I wanted? I had to make him angry enough to kill me...

"Do whatever you like. I might have given in once but I will not surrender to the likes of you!"

Frieza

Now that was something. I laughed outright at that and the sudden burst of unexpected thought from Zarbon upon hearing it as well. I gave the green raptor a very small smile as I read the surprised pride that swelled inside him. So he was proud of his achievement. That was too bad. This one needed to learn his boundaries. Zarbon had not given that detail the attention it deserved up to now, obviously. I stood holding the boy tightly and he trembled in my grip as Zarbon stood by and watched. Then everything but the two of us faded away and I smirked at the blackness. The dark was cold and empty and seemed to stretch on for ever.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" I asked the boy in a hiss.

"But the scenery is a bit drab... hmm..."

Suddenly our surroundings lit up with the light of three suns each giving off rays of a different colour and making a kaleidoscope of glittering reflections off of the shining, almost translucent leaves of the forest that surrounded us. The tree trunks that held those crystalline leaves were a bright saphire that almost glowed and the ground was a muted reddish dust that seemed just a few shades lighter than the boy's skin. Through one side of the trees a short ways away there laid a town where many other red skinned aliens walked and worked and lived and interacted. I let go of the boy's shoulders which were unbroken and smooth and covered in white cloth, much like the clothing that the other red ones wore. I smirked at him as he stared.

"Look. I do believe she seems familiar." I pointed to one woman walking nearby. He gasped and stared, whispering one awed word.

"Mother..."

"Lovely isn't it? It was a blessing that this planet was so rich in nutrients. I made quite a profit off of it." I gestured again and suddenly the town was demolished and in flames. Red skinned aliens running and screaming as they searched for cover and protection. Bodies littered the ground all around and there... just to one side... A beautiful woman lay in a pile of ash, only her upper torso left, her eyes staring in accusation at the purgers. Now young Jeice wore the much more suiting uniform of a purging team member. I merely smirked, watching him.

Zarbon

I stood where I was since Frieza chose to deal with Jeice himself. I felt a sudden apprehension but crushed it swiftly. My lord did as he pleased. I only served him. I hoped that he would not damage my ruby too much. Jeice, as I now knew he would, stiffened defiantly and refused to give in. He was such a gem that way but I knew that he would give in. Everyone gave in. He would learn that this would gain him nothing but suffering. Hopefully he learned it before it was irreversible.

His outburst made me stand up even straighter though I forced myself not to smirk at what he said. He admitted to submitting to me. He had accepted his place with me and no one else. No one else. He was mine! I held these thoughts down as well. Suddenly Jeice's eyes took on a vacant look and Frieza smirked at me before directing his attention inward as well. I almost snarled but my ruby had brought this upon himself. He would have to learn. It would not be long. I occupied myself with cooling my lust and watching the drizzles of blood dripping down from those white claws.

Jeice

Suddenly our surroundings shifted and I stared, not understanding. What was this? The room with the ice-white throne and Zarbon had both vanished and the black void drummed with some unknown force, making my heartbeat quicken erratically. Then Frieza spoke to me again and suddenly the world shifted further. It took me a moment before I recognized it and then my eyes widened impossibly. But... that... Eleya-sei? How could this be? I had not seen the planet I was hatched on in a long time, at least in the terms my people measured time with. I breathed Eleya-sei's sweet air. I had abandoned my planet back then, when Frieza had come and taken me away... I could not remember clearly, I had been too young but I remembered hate and anger and the vow that I would never come back to the ones who had sent me away. And now I stood on my planets red earth, looking down through the humid air of a beautiful Yeake-summer's day, onto the town of Loa, the very town I had grown up in. But the serenity of the moment was shattered by Frieza's acid voice and I could feel his icy presence again behind me, reminding me that this was... this was something else, not the planet I had seen through a child's eyes. But it seemed so real... To my confusion I did not feel any pain anymore and as I looked down I was dressed in the long white flowing robes my people preferred. In the distance I could see many more wandering the streets of the city, doing their everyday business. I remembered how boring it had seemed to me, how much I had despised my folks for pursuing peace of mind instead of putting their considerable capacities into getting stronger and defending themselves. Fools, all of them! It would gain them nothing...

I recalled being frowned upon by all the adults, a small red-skinned child that refused to meditate, but rather trained in the woods, that wanted to get stronger and was shunned by his people for that, a child that was an outsider, a lone wolf... and what had it gained me?

Now, half my life later I found myself in a situation where all the strength I had worked so hard for was nothing but a joke in the face of the unspeakable power of the ice-tyrant. Speaking of which... Why was he bringing me here? Why was he showing me this? The icy hiss that was Frieza's voice spoke up again and I raised my head to look at the woman who walked towards us.

'Egg-mother... No! Don't come here!'

"Mother..." I took in her appearance. It had been so long since I last saw her. Was she still alive? Was she well? Then the picture shifted again and I gasped. Everywhere was blood and flames and ruins. No... My gaze searched for something, something I suddenly knew I would find... Yes. There she was...

"Mother..." It was more like a sob and I averted my eyes from her burned and battered body, her body that had been desecrated so horribly that it must have been intentional and I looked down at my own hands. Oh god! They were drenched in blood! Blood was dripping down from them, staining the uniform I wore - the standard uniform of Frieza's troops. Oh god! NO! I would not... I could not... I sobbed hysterically but tried to keep myself under control. It's not real! It couldn't be real! It was just something Frieza showed me to torment me! But... I could even smell the charred flesh, could feel the fine powder of the red wrecked buildings settle on my skin... no... it was not real... I had to... had to...

Frieza

I just smiled at his face as he stared uncomprehendingly until everything hit home to him. Yet another conquest. Yet another planet. Yet another purge. It was nothing to a veteran soldier, nothing to a strong warrior… but this warrior was shaking. Tsk. Just shows that true warrior's are a breed apart from the rest. I threw my head back and laughed loudly in amusement. The scenery suddenly began to wash together and run like a painting that had been splashed with water. The colours bled away in an oozing jumble that would have dizzied an onlooker.

"You spent such a short time on that planet. I'm sure that it had little impact on you. How can one miss something one has never known?" I asked matter-of-factly. Suddenly steel grey coalesced into metal walls and bunks. A barracks.

"Now this should be much more familiar. Am I right?" He looked around in almost a panic and I walked leisurely around the room, pausing...

"What is that? Do you hear something? Hmm... I'm not sure. It must be coming from... there." I pointed to a side door where muffled mewling cries could be heard now. My smirk turned into a grin.

"Soldiers are so considerate. Always ensuring that new recruits gain a proper greeting into the ranks. Isn't that so, Jeice? What do you think of their hospitality?"

Jeice

I closed my eyes, trying to blend out the cries for mercy, the stench of burning flesh. I knew, I rationally knew that he was just digging around in my memories, dragging out the most awful thing he could find, things that I wanted to forget, mixing them up... this was not real, not the real world... but he had imprisoned me in the hallucination so perfectly. He was master in this art of torture. Then the assault on my senses stopped and I dared to open my eyes again. The surroundings was slightly familiar yet so impersonal that I could not place it at first. I relaxed for a moment but stiffened when Frieza's malicious voice spoke up again. Against my will I turned my face, barely registering that I was wearing my usual uniform now, and looked towards the door that he indicated. I took a moment to register the sounds. Then it suddenly sank in and I knew where I was. Oh no... not this... anything but this...

"No... please not..." I had been so young, a mere child after our standards, yet with an almost grown up appearance. I would not get much taller than I had been then. I had been ordered to the battle-ship after half a year on the surface of some planet. I had been exited... Here I would learn new techniques, would get stronger... and this had been my first day in the barracks... the first time I had learned of the game. Bitter anger rose up in me. Yes, I had learned the rules of the game thoroughly... and I had sworn myself to become the strongest so that I would never again have to go through what I had been through that day... and I had failed, so tremendously failed...

"I don't want to see this..."

Freiza

"Oh but you do." I purred.

"You told me to 'dirty my hands with you'. So here I am, following your wish. Come now. What could be so terrible that you would change your mind?" The room blurred and in the centre there now sat a snivelling whelp in torn, stained clothing with a face that was glistening and swollen with tears. The boy looked to be perhaps 13 years old but in reality he was much younger than that. His accelerated growth system and heightened intelligence would fool anyone though. I smirked as he stared down at his pathetic self and reached down, catching the boy by the hair and lifting him up. The poor thing yelped and squealed in pain but I paid it no mind.

"Aw. Someone forgot to throw away their trash. Isn't that sad? Can't have things like these cluttering up the ship. They must be weeded out for worthy beings." Coldly and with completely controlled and precise movements I took hold of the little brat's neck and it snapped with a hollow sound. I dropped the boy back to the ground where he twitched and flopped, still alive with no control over his dying body. I grimaced and stared down at the sight.

"Honestly. Some things you just can't get rid of." I raised one heavy foot and brought it down with crushing force upon the child's skull.

Jeice

Inside I had grown numb and cold. Just like he wanted me to. The fire of my anger had dulled down and died at having to witness this and I knew that this was exactly what he wanted. He wanted me to see the uselessness, wanted me to welcome the coldness that was him. Already I could feel the ice creep upon me, seeping into my mind gradually and I shivered, pulling my arms around me as if to try and warm myself but this coldness came from the inside and I was defenceless against it. I could only stand there and watch the boy that I had known once, the child whose dreams had just been crushed. Who had just learned that life was not some shiny game to play. This game was dark and deadly serious. The child who wanted to hold on to his dreams of power and strength and shiny things... and who knew that it was impossible in the end. I watched how Frieza picked him up, picked me up and it was as if I was us both - I *was* - and I watched myself being crushed and experienced it at the same time. The pain was unbelievable and as the vision of the boy twitched on the floor so did I. I could feel the boy's pain, jerking, knowing that I was dying, embracing the pain and hoping against all odds that this was the end, crumpling to the ground next to him. I wanted to reach out a hand to the boy on the floor as we lay side by side, dying, wanted to tell him that now everything would be all right... but I could not reach him. The pain grew overwhelming and the darkness swallowed me whole as I drifted away, thanking all deities that this was finally the end.

Frieza

That poor soul. It was so sweet to see him collapse in empathic sympathy to his younger doppelganger and then darkness levelled over everything. Everything but him. It was thick and cold and lovely and he seemed to sink right into it. At home in the nothingness. I approached him in the dark, hidden by shadows, leaning close to whisper in his ear once again.

"It's nice in the darkness, isn't it? So calm. So peaceful. Nothing to see. Nothing to show. The darkness is comforting, isn't it, little Jeice? But you will not cease to exist. The mind ever endures even when the body gives way. The mind is always." And I snickered into his ear, quietly, almost so quiet that I didn't hear myself.

"But in the mind the darkness is never empty." I pulled back now and the black began to take shape. Shadows roiling in the midnight haze. Figures shifting around, unseen but not unheard. I laughed aloud now and my laughter echoed on and on forever in the hollow dark world. The little red alien drew up to his knees, he was the only visible thing in the dark and as everyone knows, things in the dark are drawn to the light. The inky blackness shot out from the dark and latched onto one of his arms like the sticky tongue of some horrible creature. The young man shrieked and tried to pry it away but more lashes of shadow struck out and latched onto him or merely stroked him and disappeared to who knows where.

"The mind is an unpredictable thing. No one knows their own." I stated from the dark as if explaining patiently to him about unimportant nonsense. The inky depths truly took on shapes now. Humanoid, animal, alien, and some merely spread over the little red creature like a slimy sludge, gaining access to all the areas of his body, hands groping, mouths tasting, teeth biting, figures clinging, each nameless and faceless though the sounds... the voices that came and went... were identifiable to him. I stood back and laughed whole heartedly at the spectacle, enjoying to the utmost the sheer horror, the total inability to cope whatsoever with what was impossible but was happening anyway. Soon the pandemonium of the voices and figures and his shrieks were so great that it began to drown out even my laughter.

Jeice

This welcome darkness, welcome to me for the first time, did not last for long. I was dragged even from this last sanctuary by the cold claws of the ice-lord's voice. I could not help but open my eyes. The room had again vanished and the pain was gone, leaving me wondering what could possibly be next. What more could he do to me? I could not imagine anything! We were back in the void were we started and I shivered at his words. I had never liked the dark very much. The darkness held too many memories, too many possibilities... Something touched my right arm and I jerked away, staring wide-eyed into the black, but unable to see anything. Something... something was here with me... and it was not Frieza... which would have been bad enough...

Another touch, this time at my leg. I turned and ran but I could not get away, I was glued to this very spot just like in a nightmare, I felt my legs moving but I could not get away... more touches, some warm, some cold... some feeling like fingers, some wet, sucking touches, and Frieza started to laugh as the darkness grew hands and mouths, groping, then scratching, drawing blood, licking, sucking, engulfing... something intruded into my mouth and my screams were stifled and those voices... hisses, groans, whispered threats of unspeakable things... I still screamed beside the thing in my mouth, as my arms were captured and bound tightly and I struggled but could not move anymore and... I realized I was completely nude and something... something intruded... in the black I heard a familiar voice over all the hisses and snarls, a voice I had known a long time ago... Zarbon...? He... I could barely make out the words... was he asking for my life...? No... it could not be...

Zarbon

A few minutes went by and my brow drew down. It did not take much time when it came to things like this. It was like having a dream. Time passed differently. My lord did not need to be occupied for this long. I stepped closer hesitantly and noticed that Jeice was shivering violently in Frieza's grip. I grimaced. What was my lord doing? I did not want him to harm my ruby. I had not finished with him. I had so much more in store for him and I did not like the idea that the Ice-jin might merely take him away in a fit of righteous anger. The boy's stubbornness was one of his endearing qualities. But I could do nothing.

Then suddenly Jeice's whole body shuddered and a keening sound erupted from his throat and I froze. He shook violently and gasped as if he could not get air into his lungs and his arms twitched as if he could not manage to move them. No. Frieza was going to kill him or at least ruin his mind. I did not want either of those things. He is mine! I licked my lips and took a few breaths, steeling myself before daring to open my mouth.

" My lord..." His eyes flashed open and locked upon me immediately but Jeice continued to spasm. I knew that the Ice-jin did not need to have complete attention on his victim to be able to warp their minds. He only needed physical contact. I swallowed before continuing in a soft voice.

"My lord, he may be of use still... He is the prototype..." I didn't dare suggest that he might not know exactly what he was doing but a fact was a fact. I held still as he looked at me with a flat unreadable expression for a few moments and then finally nodded.

"You are right, Zarbon. He may be useful for a short while yet." He answered to my relief then Jeice suddenly seemed to wake up gasping for air and staggering to slump right into my arms.

Frieza

The mind could go on forever but it did not necessarily have to stay in one piece. I was enjoying the effects that this session was having upon the little red alien. He would not last much longer. He was too easy to prey upon. He had few defences and his fears were easy to find. He had been through much over the last days and his time with Zarbon had broken down many of the barriers that he did have. Suddenly my second's voice distracted my concentration and I looked at him calmly to see if I would have two sessions today instead of one. He was respectful despite the interruption.

He spoke quietly but the humble tone would have been unmistakable even if he were not so transparent to me. He wanted his toy back. He was upset that I was going to break it. I considered once again what I would have to do about that. Finally I conceded. I did need Jeice in case something went wrong. I let go of the boy's mind, withdrawing my fingers from the tight muscles of his shoulders, and turned to walk away, uncaring of whether the boy collapsed or not. I sat upon my throne once more with my glass of wine. I had had enough for a day. The boy was psychologically drained.

"Tomorrow you will bring me Vegeta. The princeling has some sins to atone for." I said in a flat voice signalling that the meeting was over.

Jeice

An ice-cold voice spoke amongst the dark figures that swarmed me, right next to my ear. '...Boo!' Then suddenly I was able to move again and I stumbled forwards, sobbing, only trying to get away as raw pain flared up in my shoulders where the talons of the ice-lord had sunken themselves into the tender flesh. I was caught and tried to break away, but strong arms held me safely and I submitted back into a state where I did not care anymore, every last thought of resistance was broken and melted. I could never go against the ice-lord, I could not go through this again... he had beaten me without even having to try... I sank against whatever it was that was holding me and sobbed, the horror slowly bled away but left me no peace of mind at all, just the anxious fright that came from the terror that had overwhelmed me throughout all of this.

Zarbon

Thankfully Frieza did not take my assertion badly. I was braced for his displeasure but it never came. Instead he gave his orders for tomorrow and I knew that I was dismissed for the remainder of the day. I gathered my ruby into my arms quickly, stifling his fighting until he collapsed, his chest heaving. I lifted him up and bowed to my lord.

"Yes, Lord Frieza." Then I moved to leave, scooping up my discarded uniform top and draping it over Jeice on the way. I exited the room expressionlessly and did not stop until we were in the hallway. Only then did I take a moment to examine my pet where he curled against me and shivered. Through all the pain I had administered he had always taken it all and still been such fun. Now, he bore only superficial wounds but after what the Ice-jin had done to him he was completely limp and even the chemicals in his system seemed to have worn off. With a sigh I carried him to my rooms.

Jeice

My eyes were squeezed closed as I tried to shut out everything around me and when the dreadful presence in my mind finally moved and then slid away, leaving my very soul bare, bleeding, and naked to the world. I was held in strong arms, unable to stand on my own, everything that had happened to me rendering me so weak. I had tried to fight... oh, what a mistake. How was it possible that whenever I thought the worst had come and passed, there still was another level? To my dismay I found that I could not stop sobbing and shivering. My body was too worn, my mind too thinly stretched. I realized that I did not care anymore what happened next - even the hope for a merciful death had been crushed. I could only fear so much... I was too broken to care anymore. There was nothing left but to wait for the next cruelty, for the next perversion. But instead I felt myself held gently as someone carried me away and I could feel the coldness of Frieza's chambers change to the familiar temperature of the ship's upper corridors. I did not dare to be relieved. I did not dare think about what this might mean. I only held on.

Zarbon

I entered my suite and carried the still unresponsive figure into the cleansing chamber.

"Jeice." He did not answer me but stayed curled defensively in my arms. I frowned but decided not to press him so soon after what had happened. I knew what the effects could be when the Ice-jin took over a mind. Frieza was devilish at best, and he may have destroyed all my hard work only those few moments. Jeice was sticky with dark congealing blood and fearful sweat and I grimaced at the mess, my own state of arousal still quite eminent and frustrating but my pet was in no condition to recover from my attentions at the moment, nor was he clean enough for my taste. With a put upon sigh I rolled him so that his feet touched the ground.

"Stand up, Jeice. You are filthy."

Jeice

It took me a while but then I recognized the voice. Zarbon. He said something... he ordered me... then he put me down and I had no other chance but to try and stand. Yet I could not hold myself upright, my head lolling to one side and my whole body shaking badly. Desperately I clung to him for leverage, having nothing else. In this moment I did not even care about his displeasure or what he might do to me. My mind was too near to breaking under the pressure. I could still vividly recall the presence of the ice-lord, it made shivers run up and down my spine and my mind kept replaying those horrible, horrible things... nothing Zarbon had done to me could even remotely compete to what Frieza had done with some simple manipulations. And that pain had not been pleasurable in the slightest. Oh yes, the ice-jin knew exactly what he did... Tears were still silently streaming down my face And my hazed brain was only capable of grasping two thoughts: One: He swore to protect me if I gave myself to him. Two: He betrayed and abandoned me. How could I have been so stupid... and why did I actually think he... why had I believed he would act other than he did? Why did it hurt so much...?

Zarbon

I felt an instant's annoyance when he continued to cling to me but his misery was so complete that my features softened once again and I reached down and wiped away the lines of tears streaking his smooth cheeks. I tilted up his face up so that I could see the dark flush that adorned it so fetchingly and smiled softly at him. He was so surprisingly fragile. So delicate.

I resolved that nothing more would happen to him today. I steered him over to the large sink basin, turning on the water which steamed as it warmed. Dipping a washcloth into the liquid, I proceeded to gently wipe away the blood that covered his chest while he continued to cling numbly to me. A slight grimace of distaste touching my lips as I concentrated. The water turned inky quickly but his wounds had already begun to close. Once he was spotless I turned my attention to his flushed features to find him watching me intensely. I blinked, withdrawing from my own thoughts once more, and then gave him that charming smile that I was so good at, wiping the warm wet cloth over cheeks that were still wet though his tears had ceased to fall sometime while I was attending to him.

Jeice

Zarbon cleaned me gently and I calmed, too exhausted to worry about what the future held anymore. His gentleness surprised me a bit. He had been everything but gentle when we were with the Ice-jin. I did recall though that he had pleaded for my life... at least I thought that he had. Too my own surprise, I found myself staring at his face while he proceeded to wash my blood from my skin with utmost care. I just did not understand the way he acted. Once gentle and then brutal, once he caressed me and next he tore me apart. What was he? How did he feel about me? Did he really just like to abuse me? Or... was some of the affection he showed me real? No. Bitter sarcasm seeped through me. Had I not learned?

I should not even dare to think that he might feel anything but triumph over taming me. And tamed me he had... But why, why did I still hear his words, deep inside?

'I will protect you...' Why did I feel so betrayed? It was puzzling me. Then he looked up and I noticed how intensely I had been staring at him. He smiled at me in that deceiving merry manner. I did not believe it for a moment. I averted my eyes hoping that he had not read the accusation written so plainly in them.

Zarbon

My smile turned to a frown when he jerked to look away almost fearfully. I again had to reign in my annoyance. I reached out and traced the delicate metal of the gilded collar around his neck, seeing how the green stones shimmered against his deep red skin and my fingers brushed past the metal to the flesh beneath, tracing contours of flesh and bone. He was so pretty. And he was mine. And another had interfered with that. I had no control over it. Frieza would do as he wished though it grated on me that he had tortured what was mine. It had been such a delicious feeling when my ruby had clung to me begging for protection. I wanted him to do that again but my work was now flawed. I turned Jeice to face me again.

"My little beauty. You are fine now. Frieza has lost interest in you. You should be relieved. You angered him today and you are still intact." I spoke lightly to him as I looked him over, running my hands along his skin as if to assure that he was whole. My pants were still tight and I let my eyes rove over him hungrily. I wanted to throw him down and fuck him right here, damned be my efforts, but I controlled myself. I intended to keep him. I would not mistreat him as Frieza had no qualms about doing. I did not ruin my toys like this. I was more patient than that.

Jeice

"Relieved. Yes." I repeated numbly, still not daring to look at him for the fear off breaking down completely again. I could feel his fingers caress my tenderized skin and realized to my chagrin that whatever he had had injected into my system had not worn off completely yet. But I refused to give him that satisfaction. I had trusted him, as foolish as it might have been... and he had ruthlessly betrayed that trust. I dared not make the same mistake twice.

Zarbon

He still would not meet my gaze. My features darkened and I caught his jaw and forcefully turned his head until we were eye to eye. I was about to rebuke him but the look in his shimmering shaky orbs as he continued to try to look elsewhere made me pause.

"Why do you refuse to look at me, Jeice? You know I can't stand it when you snivel." I growled and my grip tightened, making his jaw crack before I loosened again.

Jeice

Damn... I had never been a very good actor. He knew that something was off... hah! That was the biggest understatement of the century! I could actually feel his displeasure at my actions and despite everything else, I still feared it. It would be so easy to slip back into that mindset he had already had me in... to do anything to please him... but... it was stupid... I really shouldn't... but he had said... he... I had BELIEVED HIM! I...

"You said... you... you..." I could not bring myself to say it. I knew that he would be angry with me. I shut my mouth, my jaw hurting from his strong grip, trying to look everywhere else but at him. How could I admit THAT to him?

Zarbon

I eyed him dangerously.

"What did I say? Speak up, Jeice. What is it that you feel so strongly about?" My good heartedness was swiftly darkening.

"I am growing tired of this. Look at me and answer before I stop asking questions." This would be my last warning.

Jeice

He left me no choice. Bitter remorse welled up in me. I had given him everything... gave up all that I was... I had surrendered my very being... and he tricked me. How could I have been so weak? So tremendously stupid! I knew how the game went! What, pray tell, made me believe that he even meant one word? True, at that time I had not quite been in a state where I was able to think clearly, but still... the bitterness flowed through me, poisoning me, making me drown... until I had to spill it out.

"You said you would protect me! But you let Frieza... you let him..." I broke off, not able to continue. I knew that it was a mistake, that he would definitely punish me for this and so I instantly cringed, not able to look at him.

Zarbon

"Did I?" I stopped and thought about it. Yes. I did. At the time it had been merely natural, just to stop his panicking and make him more responsive. But it was true. I had no intention of allowing anyone to touch him but myself, though Frieza was certainly not counted in that assertion.

"I have and I will. You are mine." I said firmly leaving no room for contradiction.

"You belong to me and I take care of what is mine." My voice grew lighter though my stare stayed hard, meeting his shaking eyes.

"But if you persist in bringing suffering down upon yourself then you *will* suffer the consequences. You are lucky that our lord Frieza was benevolent and returned you to me. He did not have to stop when I asked him to." My tone was light but my patience for his upset was wearing thinner by the second. How dare he defy me and then accuse me of neglecting him!

"If you wish me to punish you further for your mistake then I shall." I threatened quietly.

"Though I had been inclined to believe that you had been punished enough already."

Jeice

The clearly audible displeasure in his voice made me cringe even more. I lowered my head, feeling extremely uncomfortable. I was still exposed and at his mercy.

"I... no, Zarbon, please... I didn't not mean it. I... I am sorry."

Zarbon

He cringed away from me and it served to feed my sense of control over him though it did not improve my mood much.

"You may be beautiful and perfect, my little ruby, but I would not deny Frieza anything he wished. I might kill anyone who dared to touch you without my leave to do so but you are not worth so much that I would defy him over you. I stopped him from breaking your mind. Do not be so stupid as to challenge him or me again or you will not be so lucky the next time. It would be a painful waste to die that way." I leaned forward and smirked at his fearful gaze then caught his lips lightly before pulling back a little.

"...and so regrettable."

Jeice

I had no idea what would happen next. The situation was still too new for having established a scheme or rhythm by which to go. But I had the distinct feeling that I had kinda ruined whatever Frieza had had planned tonight - a thought that left me feeling almost smug though I hastily hid it - and by all means, it was quite clearly visible that Zarbon was still more than just a little turned on and, as I had to shamefully admit, so was I. It must have been that sort of chemical the physician had given me. Some hormonal enhancer, something that fuelled the lust-centres of the brain. Through all of this the effects had worn off a bit but not completely. Just thinking of what he might or might not do caused different emotions to run through me: fear, horror, anticipation, desire, need, terror, plain angst, arousal. A dangerous mix. I held perfectly still when he lightly seized my lips, not daring to do anything that might or might not indicate anything he wanted or didn't want to see. Maybe if I kept myself as neutral as possible... maybe the desire would wear off and he would leave me alone to curl up and try to forget... yet another time.

Zarbon

He did not respond to the kiss but neither did he flinch away this time. He closed his eyes as if by doing so perhaps he could ignore me or perhaps in the hopes that I would leave him be. I smiled and traced my fingers down his chest and over his stomach, lightly, making his muscles twitch and shiver. I noted a sudden tension in him and that he had grown very slightly aroused again. I had barely touched him so far so I knew that the drug must still have been affecting him. My little Jeice had been through quite a lot in such a short time today. I had decided earlier that no more would happen to him and nothing would. But I was not above… 'consoling' him. I burned still and my arousal ached from being teased. I cupped his face and licked at his lips, demanding and yet gently so.

Jeice

I had not really hoped that it was over for today and so it came as no real surprise when he caressed me slightly and then claimed my mouth again, this time obviously demanding more. I opened up my lips obediently, knowing that I did not have a choice anyway... and... yes, somehow I wanted it, too. I could feel the heat I had experienced earlier return with a rush and I knew that I had to get this out of my system one way or another. Maybe... it had worked before... maybe if I offered him... it might be enough to... I opened my eyes to look at him with the best bedroom-look I could muster.

"Are my services further... required tonight?" I asked him, my voice rasping slightly because of my dry throat. Maybe... I could avert his attention fro the subject of punishment... maybe... the picture of his glowing hand stood before my eyes, and I swallowed dryly, licking my lips uncertainly.

Zarbon

My lips pulled into a true smile when he spoke hesitantly and I nodded, running my hands over his sleek skin and down his throat, tracing the movement of his swallow. I suppressed a sudden cold shiver and remembered my state of half undress. I kept my rooms a bit warmer than the rest of the ship but the air was still chill to me.

"Mmmm... Yes. I'm cold. I need someone to warm me up." Thus saying, I caught up his hand and drew him from the bath chamber, and into the bedroom.

Jeice

Even if I had wanted to I could not have done anything other than follow him. His considerable strength showed almost casually when he dragged me over into the bedroom. I had only been there once before. The room was moist and warm, and the many plants placed around all the walls and even covering the ceiling giving it a feeling of a lush rain-forest. I guessed it reminded Zarbon of his home-planet. The dominating colour was green. It was as if Zarbon liked to meld into his surroundings. and when he stood still he really did become nearly invisible in front of all the green. In the middle of the room was a big bed with a water-filled mattress. I hesitated at the sight. This was not what I had had in mind. Warming him up? Just what exactly...

Zarbon

Inside my bedroom the air was especially warmer. I had fixed the climate control long ago to be at least half satisfactory. Stepping in I drew a deep breath and gave an appreciative sigh. The soothing smells of ozone and chlorophyll mixed with my favourite incense making me instantly at home. Jeice stepped ahead of me and stopped, looking at the surroundings. The last time he had stepped into my sanctuary... I had sent him to the regen tank soon afterwards. I could see his thoughts by the stiffness in his back. Not this time. I stepped up and wrapped my arms around him from behind, licking his ear and burying my nose in his hair, breathing in the faint clean scent of soap that lingered there.

"You did well today despite everything. I am quite happy with you."

Jeice

A shiver ran up and down my spine at those words. I did not dare relax, not here, in the lion's very own cave, but at least he was not angry at me anymore. Maybe... maybe this time I would not have to spend so much time in the regen tank. I could easily understand now why some individuals despised them so much.

"I... I did? You are?" A flicker of hope tinted my voice. If I was able to get this over with quickly... then maybe he would allow me to retreat to the small room nearby, much less spacious than this suite, just one room with a bed and a hygiene facility, and yet paradise because secretly I had feared that I would be expected to always be here, at his mercy, waiting for his pleasure... Though... right now, at this very moment... somehow I'd rather not be alone. Being alone meant being vulnerable... to the darkness... to what lurked in the darkness...

Zarbon

I nodded against him, not bothering to answer. Instead I closed my eyes, pressing up against him, soaking up his delicious heat. I let my mind wander over the body before me, following my hands calmly, merely indulging in the feel of him, relaxing my tension away. It would not do to let my enthusiasm get the better of me tonight. There was no question whether he would try to evade me. I knew he wouldn't. There was no reason for me to have my guard up. He was mine and he knew it.

I would have him.

With uncharacteristic gentleness I began to stroke over his sensitive skin, firmly gripping him to myself yet remaining supple and not holding him immobile. It had been a while since I had been so relaxed with a pet but I had no doubts about him. Perhaps it was foolhardy after such a short time but I knew he would pose me no threat. I would get nothing but pleasure from this one. Again... he was such a prize.

Jeice

His fingers drew circles on my heated skin and I winced when he touched the deep slashes Frieza's talons had left on my body, reminding me of the worse things the demonic ice-tyrant had done. I could still feel that icy presence in my mind, laughing, screeching, laughing... oh god... I shivered violently, despite my best efforts to get myself back under control. This was not the first time, and yet he surprised me again when he took his time, stroking and caressing me as if I was something precious. I did not know how to react but I did know that my constant shivering would probably annoy him. So I decided to take a risk. I raised one shaking hand and let it slide over his shoulder, down his muscled chest.

Zarbon

He turned in my arms and drew a shaking hand down my chest to my surprised pleasure. Despite how he shivered still, he wanted to please me. Perhaps not as much damage had been done as I thought. I opened my eyes to look down at him through heavy lidded eyes. My smile widened. He twitched when my fingers brushed his wounds and I licked delicately over the deep indentations, finding traces of blood still on his cuts. I gave an almost silent groan, encouraging him wordlessly.

Jeice

It was pretty obvious that he liked what I had done and so I brought both hands up and let them slide over his body, silently wondering about this. He had never allowed me to touch him of my own accord yet. It was therefore completely new to me as I let my fingers travel over rippling muscles, dipping in hollows and smoothing over firm curves. I tilted my head and a spark of the old curiosity returned as I investigated that alien green skin that had a completely unique feeling. Satiny and yet with slight bumps completely invisible to the eye and a very, very fine, silken pelt, that was too not visible to the eye but only traceable, covering his whole body. I wondered if this was what made the humid air condensate on his skin and the clear drops running down unhindered and effortlessly. It seemed as if his skin possessed an inborn kind of lotus effect. I was fascinated and forgot for a moment just in what situation I was in and with whom as I went on investigating this strange creature that ruled my current world.

Zarbon

His sudden willingness enchanted me and I let him roam as he wished. All my frustration melted away beneath the enthralling lure of his fingers. My body had begun to grow warm and energetic again, throwing off the grogginess that tended to settle upon me with the cold of the ship. Not that I ever allowed it to show but I felt so good when the weight of it was gone. I shuddered as his fingers found a sensitive spot and seized his mouth suddenly, thrusting my tongue deep inside, tasting him, not stifling the urge sink my teeth into his lip, drawing more of that sweet blood. Great Lizard in the Sky, he was delectable and I was so aroused that each twitch was almost painful.

Jeice

I was just investigating a crystal clear drop that was running down the curves of his chest when suddenly strong hands gripped my head and immobilized me and a split second later his mouth closed over mine. He took what he wanted, his tongue rubbing ferociously against mine and then he sank sharp canines into my lower lip so that I could feel the blood trickling into my own mouth.

"Nnngh...?" I did not fight back but welcomed him, my own flames being stoked high. God... whatever it was, they had sure given me one hell of a chemical induced arousal! And still so strong, even after all this time! Oh... god... I just wanted... just needed...

Zarbon

When the blood ceased to flow from his mouth I almost bit down again to start it once more but drew back instead, taking a rasping breath. My eyes glittered and I licked the remnants of life fluid from my lips.

"Why don't you put that talented mouth to work?" I suggested in an almost whisper. He looked up at me with flushed cheeks again, but this time it was lust that was making his blood flame up. He was a sight. Things would go just as I wanted them to this time.

Jeice

His order was crystal-clear and I could not help but actually anticipate what I would do so very soon. Obediently I leant closer, licking that fascinating drop away and then down his exposed chest, down to the hem of his pants. I gazed up, asking for permission and was graced with a curt nod. I slipped my hands under the skin tight pants and slowly slid them down those powerful hips. His erection sprang free, already very considerable though by now I had a much better idea than I ever wanted of just how damn well endowed he was. Suddenly a wicked thought hit me. He was being so gentle... uncharacteristically... maybe... I deliberately did not start to work where he wanted me right now, but instead licked further down his thighs, curious at the texture of that odd skin on my tongue. My hands created the path, roaming freely, followed by my tongue, as I teased the delicate skin on the inner sides of his legs. A warning growl made my heartbeat quicken though and I hurriedly worked upwards again, finding myself eye to eye with his erection. I let my hands slide over it, wondering whether it would feel different from the rest of his body, finding that the skin was even softer here. Leaning closer my hot breath caressed the swollen rod of green flesh and a hiss told me that he was getting even more aroused and impatient too. Hesitantly I stuck out my tongue and licked the head with the tip, teasing further, probably pushing my luck a bit too far.

Zarbon

My breathing was turning deeper as he teased me. It was driving me back toward frustration again but the fact that he had the gall to dare do this was so satisfying that I enjoyed it immensely. But I was the one in charge here. He needed not to forget that. I had given him a direction and he would do as he was told. My hand fisted tightly in his hair.

"Jeice." I only said his name but the warning was clear.

Jeice

That one word was enough to make me remember just what he was capable of should I not do as he wished me to. His were the wicked ways. He would never tell me just what he expected or didn't want of me, I could only tell by the result - either punishment or reward. He so liked to see me work hard to figure him out... it was truly sadistic, but then, THAT was nothing new. My tongue worked around his hardened shaft now and then I leant forwards, and closing my eyes, swallowed as much of him as I could at once. His fingers tightened painfully in my hair and he hissed, hopefully in satisfaction. I let my tongue travel down his member, finding the large vein at the bottom side, working my lips around the silken flesh. I breathed deep and forced myself to relax, despite my burning body that insistently demanded attention, of a mind that this activity should be pleasurable to me too. The gods only knew what he would do to me should I so much as consider taking my own pleasure. After a little while my throat muscles had sufficiently relaxed and I took him deeper, sliding up and down, building a rhythm long learnt from experience, constricting my throat around him to bring more friction. And then I gave in to the allure again and added a bonus as I started to hum deep in my throat, a rare trait that drove my partners almost always to the edge of sanity and beyond.

Zarbon

I hissed in satisfaction as molten heat suddenly engulfed me.

'Aahh yes...' He was so good at this. Again I was surprised at his talent and knowing that this activity served to arouse him as well made it even better. I groaned as throat muscles clenched and massaged me making me harden even more, the pleasure building up in my stomach like a liquid fountain gaining pressure as it filled. I gasped when a deep vibration rolled around my arousal and drew a quick breath, looking down at him with unveiled and violent need. I loosened my hand in his thick locks and urged him to move faster, groaning lightly.

Jeice

Mmmmh... This hypnotic motion... it had always been alluring to me. It was so tempting to fulfil this demanding rhythm, but I knew that slight changes in the speed were creating even more pleasure as the victim - or rather, the lucky receiver - never knew when he would get it next again. I varied my rhythm, taking serious pleasure from doing this task that I knew I was good and did the best I could. I hummed again and brought a hand up to slide up and down Zarbon's cock in synch with my mouth so that I could easily cover all of him, then I let the hand fall away and steadied myself on his hips. From pure habit I exerted some strength and prevented him from thrusting into my mouth and gagging me, not thinking about the fact that he might be furious at this show of dominance, as slight as it may be. My throat muscles relaxed even more and now I was able to take all of his considerable length, a task nearly impossible to most other creatures but this was another special talent of mine. I felt the head rub slightly against the back of my throat and clenched down around it, milking it of the precum that had started to drop.

Zarbon

I drew in a breath through clenched teeth.

"Aaaah, you've had a lot... of... practice at this... haven't you?" He was so good! I tried to thrust into his hot mouth only to feel him holding my hips immobile. Too good. Again I found myself contemplating just letting him continue but I wanted to fully delve into him. I let him go for another few moments, not really caring about his grip. Then I caught his hair, much gentler this time, and pulled away.

"You are much too talented for your own good. You almost make me lose my inhibitions." I pulled him up to me and caught his waist, lifting him up and placing his legs around my waist. He reflexively locked his ankles behind me and I smiled at the sudden apprehension in his eyes. I leaned down now that he was much more in reach and suckled at his chest, taking one erect nipple between my teeth and nibbling at him almost gently... but not quite. My hands on his taught ass held him firmly pressed against me and I slipped one of them down his cleft, teasing his entrance, loving it when he arched with a gasp. My little beauty.

Jeice

He proved my hopes that he would let me finish him off this time worthless again when he pulled my mouth away from himself. At least he didn't hurt me this time. Then I was lifted up with one swift motion and steadied myself reflexively by locking my ankles behind his muscled back. I stiffened and my eyes widened when I felt his hardened length press against me intimately, stifling a hiss of apprehension of what was to come. And still he did not simply take his pleasure but proceeded to tease and torture me, licking and nibbling down my chest, making me gasp and arch in breathless tension.

"Ah..." I could not help but notice when something intruded my body and tensed visibly before I was able to make myself relax again. This would not do. It would only get worse if I fought against it, I had learned that much...

Zarbon

He responded very well to my ministrations and I took my time making him gasp and groan. It had been quite a while since I had taken this sort of care with any of my playmates. In fact I couldn't remember the last time but I did not think about it either. I was too busy making my ruby shake and twitch. Stepping out of my pants I crossed the short distance to the bed quickly, seating slowly and carefully so as not to jostle the squirming body in my arms. I kept up my attentions on his chest, scraping my teeth, sucking, biting, licking but not roughly as I had earlier. Inside his hot depths I found his sweet spot, his tight muscles loosening around my finger as I attacked it determinedly.

Jeice

"Za... Zarbon..." I did not know just what he was up to, but I certainly would not complain. Pleasure coursed through me as his magic fingers danced over my skin, working their spell on me. It was as if he was intent on exploring me this time, as if he actually wanted me to enjoy myself, and who was I to refuse? I groaned when his fingers slipped inside me, massaging me, searching... searching... I should have felt uncomfortable about the intrusion, but the truth was, I was much too far along to care anymore. All I could think of... all I could remember was the sweet release when he had made me come time after time that one unforgettable time in the ship.

"Please... please don't hurt me..." Please grant me release... let me come this time... please, I'd do anything....

Zarbon

"You like it when I hurt you. You like the pain. You can't tell me otherwise." I said in a gruff, passionate voice, ignoring his weak protests. I was enflamed, my body where I had him pressed against me felt wonderfully scorched from his warmth. The thick moist air clung to me and made my skin slick so that he slid in the most delicious way. Suddenly I dropped him on his back on the large bed and he fell tensely limp. His eyes were closed as if he did not want to see what he knew was coming. I waited a moment but before he opened his eyes to look for me I was crawling over him between his thighs, taking my time slipping along his skin until I was placed securely against his slim hips. My shaft, still wet from his mouth, pressed against him and his breath hitched. I stayed that way for an instant and then took a secure hold of his waist and pressed into him, burying myself to the hilt with a breathy sigh.

Jeice

"I... no... please..." Suddenly I was dropped onto the bed and closed my eyes reflexively, not wanting to see... not... oh... And then he was there, his body pressing against mine, that hard length easing in, in, in, all the way in... And surprisingly it was easier this time... don't get me wrong, it still hurt. He had prepared me this time but nothing could truly prepare my body for THAT kind of intrusion, not when he was so big... and then he was inside me and I tried to breathe again, tried to get the spasms under control. I opened my eyes and looked at him, the way he was bent over me, the way his eyes were half closed in pleasure, and a thought flickered up uncalled for.

'Beautiful... he is beautiful in his passion...' I was terrified at this thought. I could not... I did not want to feel anything! And the he started to move and my world shattered to glistening shards around me. Before I could stop myself I was arching into his thrust, mewling incoherently when that hot length sliding inside me caused the most wonderful friction, so that it almost out drowned the dull pain that still held me in it's claws.

"Aaaah... Nnngh... Zarbon... please... oh gods..." I could not think, I could not function anymore, all I could do was cling onto him and receive whatever he chose to give, me, reduced to a whimpering, writhing fraction of myself. Never had I thought that it could be like this... never...

Zarbon

Encased in that tight heat I nearly lost control. The urge to just sate myself was so strong that I could not restrain myself much longer. I thrust into him, indulging in his perfect body, taking my pleasure, I drove home hard making him cry out, then stopped. I growled in ecstasy and seized his lips, catching his tongue and sucking hard on it.

"I will not hurt you tonight. I know what he did. No more tonight, little ruby." I knew Frieza's cruelty well. He was too precious a pet to harm further before he could recover from what had happened. I always gave him time to heal. This was no different. Taking hold of my mewling little one, I rolled and looked up into his shocked eyes with a predatory smile. I was hungry but his ripped flesh would not satisfy me tonight, no matter how tempting it was.

"Move." I commanded him, my hands holding his hips loosely but firm.

Jeice

Little ruby? In between all the ecstasy that name somehow struck a cord. What an odd name... and then all rational thought was lost.

"Ungh... AAAH... Zarbon... yes... please, more..." That power! Rippling through me, pushing into me, that demanding force taking me whole, guiding me, pushing me to new realms and beyond... oh gods... what was he doing... and then he turned us around so that I was on top, leaving me staring down at his heaving green chest, at the small beads of sweat that rolled down that lotus skin, the slight flush on his cheeks. He was enjoying this so much and he did not hurt me... he did not even seem to intend to...

"Move." He surprised me yet again. He was actually expecting me to... He looked up at me raising one perfect eyebrow and I could not have done anything else but obey. The pain... the pleasure... it felt so good.. Hesitantly I lifted my hips and then slid down again, moaning as he filled me so completely, touched me in places I had never been touched before, creating a whole new sensation. Just to experience this again... I drew up and pressed down a little harder. Yes...

"Oooh..." 'YES! This... oooh...' This time I practically slammed down on him, ramming myself onto him, not caring whether he split me in two, I wanted it, wanted everything... I needed it so much...

Zarbon

To my unending pleasure he only showed a moments hesitance and then he plunged downwards making me hiss. He set the rough, demanding tempo himself and I was all too eager to comply, rising up to meat him as he thrust back onto me. My fingers dug into his hips as I took back control and drove deep into him. He grew more and more special in my eyes the longer I had him. Mine. He was mine and I asserted this with every pump of my pelvis. I would take care of him. I didn't think about the statement. It was perhaps the fourth time I had said it to myself. I had not stated anything like that about any of my other pets. Just this one. But this one was special. It was obvious in everything he did. He even stood up to Frieza, foolish as that was. It was endearing. I watched his face, his mouth open and issuing such wonderful sounds while he rocked above me, leaning on my chest for balance now that I had taken over again. I would never tire of seeing him this way. Gently, innocently, just to see those features take on more of that lusty glow, I gathered the tiniest charge and let it flow smoothly into him as I slammed home.

Jeice

"Unnnnnh... aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh... Za... Zaaaarbon..." I squeezed my eyes shut as he took control again, strong hands taking a demanding grip on my hips and then he slammed into me and I rode him, rode him for all I was worth, not even thinking for one second about holding back. I had given myself to him and there was no turning back so why not go down in flames? And then the flames roared high as one of those hands got warmer and warmer and finally a jolt of that cursed, wonderful, ecstatic energy was let loose right into my body, making me jerk and clench around him

"Yaaaa... ah... YES!" as my pleasure was driven to new heights. 'Anything, anything for this, my loyalty, my body, my soul... you can have it all, anything... just don't stop, never stop...'

"More... oh god, more..." I wept in ecstasy, unable to focus anymore under the whirlwind of intense lust and heat radiating through me. And if he'd rammed his fist into my chest and torn out my heart at this very moment, I would not have cared at all, not a single moment...

Zarbon

I grinned and groaned loudly as I slammed into him harder, letting go now that he showed he could take it. He wanted more? I would give him all he could handle.

"My beautiful ruby..." I left most of my restraints in the wind except for one or two. I was in heaven, hot, moist, tight, writhing, moaning heaven. Beads of condensation from the atmosphere and sweat dripped along my skin making us slide even easier so that I nearly lost my grip upon him. With a sharp moan I rolled on top once more, pulling his legs around me and pressing him down into the roiling bed, I created yet another charge and released it, driving into him when he arched like a bow. The fleeting thought occurred to me that he could possibly snap in two but no, my ruby could take it. He could take whatever I gave him, though I made sure to keep from testing that theory. Definitely not. Nothing would happen to him while he was mine.

Jeice

"Naaah... aaaah... Oh gods... yes! YES!" Nothing was built to take that kind of power but I did not care. He rode me, touching that spot inside me, making fire race through my veins and I loved it, I loved it, it was nothing like anything I had ever encountered before. I could go on forever and ever despite the pain, despite his raking nails that drew blood yet again. It did not matter, not at all, as long as he kept going. I was so close, so close... I felt like a bow-string, tightened to the maximum, ready to snap... oh gods... I did not know where to turn in this ecstasy, it was all too much. I arched high, screaming my release as I came hard, harder than ever before, my seed splattering hot on his chest and the milky white droplets running down his skin without finding hold just like the water did...

Zarbon

I was prepared to take him on and on. I felt almost drunk from the heat and the intensity in which he bucked and screamed. The passion in which he gripped me so tightly, his thighs squeezing desperately as he moved with me. Then he came and it was like a vice had clamped down on me and his flesh encased me so violently tight. His chiming, high voice rose to echo through the room and I gave in to the perfection that he posed to me. Slamming deep into that clamping tunnel a few more times was all I could do before he seemed to pull my orgasm from me. I filled him, gasping and moaning, sweat dripping down my chest in rivulets along with his hot come. I held still over him. He still clenched me as if trying to wring the last droplets from my body. I stared down at his flushed, drenched face and heaving chest and swore to myself he was the most exotic, most dazzling thing I had ever laid eyes on.

Jeice

I nearly passed out there and then from the sheer intensity of this experience. I felt him pump into my body, two, three times, and then he roared and filled me more completely than I ever thought possible. It was pure, white ecstasy and it was Zarbon and I could not get enough breath as he pushed me even further, not allowing me to come down from the heights of release that he had pushed me to, moaning and writhing and shivering and it was all too much... and then there was only darkness.

Zarbon

I slowly regained my breath and pulled out of the now limp body below me. Perhaps I had pressed him too much. He was out cold and unresponsive. He didn't even twitch when I withdrew. I left him where he was. The water filled mattress still rocked from our ceased motions and I got up from the bed, leaving the room for the bathroom to clean myself. My skin was wet enough that a towel would suffice. Outside my bedroom, the chill air froze me and I moved quickly, re-entering again and crawling back into my warmed bed. I lay there and watched the slow restful rise of my toy's chest while the chill bled away again. Reaching out I drew him against me, his body heat was soothing and my eyes drifted shut.

Jeice

I fell into darkness. It surrounded, encased and swallowed me. It felt familiar, far too familiar. Gradually all warmth that I might have felt slipped away and I was left shivering, still falling from an unknown height and not knowing if I would hit the ground or if someone would catch me at the bottom. I screamed. One single, high pitched tune full of anguish, loss, and betrayal. I missed something but didn't know what it might be. Then suddenly I bounced as I hit something large and soft. But before I could even think of regaining my senses or my stance my left arm was captured. Voices echoed through the darkness, screaming, making my ears bleed, telling me off things I had done and would suffer, things, nameless horrors, that should not even be spoken out loud and yet those voices managed to put them into words, or was I hearing them in my mind? A cackling laughter rose atop the noise, freezing me, and more things latched onto me in the darkness, biting, ripping, sucking, tearing me apart. The pain was bad but worse was that I could not see what attacked me, could not do anything against it because whenever I lashed out there was nothing there, and I could not see... the horror..

I could not know what would happen next, where to expect the next touch, bite, slash... I hurt and I bled and I was held immobile by now, my arms and legs embedded into something sticky that kept creeping upwards slowly, and I screamed, hoping, wanting, needing for someone to help me, to get me out of this living nightmare. Now it was invading my body, truly tearing me apart, in ways I had never though possible, splitting me inch by inch, the pain, gods, nooooooooooooooooo... My eyes snapped open with a terrified shriek and I realized that I was free and instantly I curled up to the next thing near to me, shivering badly, feeling so hopeless and forlorn.

Zarbon

A shriek pierced the room and the bed was bounced as the form in my arms jolted. My eyes snapped open and my grip tightened painfully out of reflex. I snarled at the shivering body but it did not move again beyond the trembling that shook the entire bed. Frowning I blinked and, when no other movements or attack was eminent, yawned widely before pulling Jeice from the ball he had curled into so that he looked at me.

"Ruby?" I queried with a growl, confused at his outburst and his reaction afterwards. He looked up with a fearful terror that helped to curb my aggravation at the abrupt awakening. I did not throw him against the wall as was my first instinct.

Jeice

I felt so relived in that moment, that I did not care where I was or what had happened in the past. All I knew was that he was here, not the dreadful darkness. He was alive and warm and breathing and he would shield me from the screams and the coldness in my head. It did not matter that he had betrayed my trust already. Nothing mattered anymore. I curled up against him, snuggling close, tears streaming down my face as I wept and sobbed in ebbing terror, seeking warmth and protection from the nightmare that my life had become, hoping against all odds and rational instincts that he would somehow provide it.

Zarbon

It surprised me even more when he burrowed against my side and further into my arms, pressing as close as possible. His whimpering sobs muffled against my chest. After a second I wrapped my arms tightly around him and relaxed slightly again.

"What? What is it?" I grimaced at the warm wetness that he was leaving on my chest.

"Stop, Jeice." My voice was terse and abrupt, still thick and groggy from sleep, even though I petted his hair calmly. His gasping intakes were making the bed shift annoyingly.

"Stop crying, Jeice." I said again and this time he responded, holding his breath to try and stop his sobs. I may have enjoyed most any of the other sounds he made but I could not stand his weeping.

"What is it?" I repeated stolidly, still numb and tired and too warm and comfortable to be cranky yet.

Jeice

His harsh order made me cringe and instantly I held my breath, trying to swallow the sobs that still wanted to escape my throat. He was angry. He would punish me for displeasing him. And it did not matter one bit to me because everything he did was so much better than the darkness Frieza had introduced me to.

"I... I… a... am... so... sorry..." I managed to press out between stifled sobs.

"It was just... just a nightmare..:"

Zarbon

I frowned and then realized what he was referring to. A nightmare. Of course. I took in the way he clung to me. Just like he had earlier in Frieza's presence. He pressed close seeking my protection, my comfort, my strength. Again it struck me. He trusted me and he looked to me still despite his fears. His whimpering vulnerability stirred up still unspent passion and I shifted to better experience his shivering hugging position. I marvelled that I could have found such a perfect pet so accidentally. How could I have ever known that he would prove so rewarding in the end?

"You are absolutely perfect..." I closed my eyes and whispered into his thick blonde tresses with a smile. I suddenly had a very strange and uncomfortable feeling of malcontent, a contention for what Frieza did to my little ruby. I stroked his back gently, playing with the silken strands of his hair that splayed out over his lithe body, the white standing out in stark contrast even in the dim room. I tilted his chin up and soothingly kissed away the salty trails of tears that covered his cheeks.

"Calm yourself. You will spoil your pretty face." It was similar to what I said to him on the purging ship but I did not rebuke him this time. There was no need to. Sliding my tongue past his lips I tasted the thickness of his sorrow and delved, caressing and stroking at my leisure. Soon his shivers subsided to make way for more pleasant reactions while I turned his sobs to gasps.

"You will not see him again for some time. He will have other things to occupy him." I whispered this as a promise. As much of a promise as I was willing to make to my fragile pet. The next time Jeice came into the Ice-lord's company it would be to his advantage, if the prince's predicament were true. My little Jeice would be the one dictating the show then. He wanted the prince, he would have him this time. I smiled to myself at the erotic scene of my little red-skin dominating the wild unbreakable Saiyajin. Previously unbreakable... I lifted one trim, muscular red thigh and positioned myself, sliding into his tightness easily and he cried out beneath me.

"I will make sure of that."

Jeice

I did not understand it, and I probably never would. But I did not need to understand it. I was simply grateful. He did not punish me. Instead, Zarbon, the man who had done unspeakable things to me, who had given me pain beyond imagination, who had broken me time after time, put one arm around me and held me close, allowing me to cling to him as my only support in a strange world full of dark nightmares and unspeakable horrors. He looked at me and for once his eyes were not emotionless and cold. I might be naive and mistaken, but for a moment I thought I could see care and affection there. Impossible... then he bent down and kissed away my tears and my heart nearly stopped. He claimed my mouth, his tongue stroking mine, his hands roaming my body, soothing the nightmare away, holding the darkness at bay.

Why..? Why would he do this? It made no sense. Not after how he treated me earlier. Was it just another of his cruel tortures? Would he do a complete turn-around again? Was it just a dream? Would he return to torturing me in the morning? What was this? I was afraid to believe this could be real. I was afraid to feel the hope that he might care about me in some strange way. But my body did not care for my scrambled, confused thoughts. It reacted to the stimulation and after a short time I found that my sobs and shivers had turned into moans and writhing as he caressed me and stoked the fire back to life. He was so masterful in this! He promised to me that I would not have to see Frieza again soon. That did imply that I would have to confront the ice-demon sometime again, but that thought rapidly lost it's importance as he got more and more serious, that passionate tongue stealing my breath and his hands... his devious hands... and then I did not even have time to brace myself as in one fluid motion he grabbed my leg and then pushed into me, filling me whole in one single fluid motion. It did not hurt a fraction as much as it had hurt the first times and then he found my sweet spot on the very first thrust and I cried out in sheer ecstasy.

"Haaaah! Zarbon! Yeeeesss!" He proceeded and burned the remnants of the dream out of me, baptized me and granted me rebirth from the ashes of my former self as he rode me, touching that place deep inside me that no one had ever touched before. When I had been uke the last time, years ago, as a freshman on this ship, it had been rape and nothing else, and my abuser had not cared about my pleasure. And afterwards, after I had been torn apart and healed again, I had sworn to never experience this again and I had been successful until I met Zarbon. And he... he was giving me something I had never thought I would experience ever. White hot pleasure raced through my veins as I cried out his name, unable to contain my emotions anymore.

Zarbon

I rode him strong and hard, losing myself in the rhythm and his cries.

'Yes. My perfect creature. Sing for me.' The notes that burst from him were pure and soft compared to the sharp pain induced screams that I so loved but I enjoyed these as well. There was a different quality to them that was not lost on me. I took my time wringing them from his throat, easing against his hot body. I went easy on him tonight, knowing that I would take my payment the next time. Just as I told him when he first gave himself to me, I could be gentle and I could bring him pain the likes of which he could never fathom. He would never know what to expect from me until I did it. Now I fucked him lazily and slowly with deep driving strokes. Leading him slowly, drawing out the act for all that it was worth and letting him stare over the edge into the depths of ecstasy without quite letting him cross that barrier. I took pleasure in how he mewled and wriggled but I ignored it, slowly building myself up as well. He was my playmate, to play with as I saw fit, whenever I saw fit, however I saw fit.

Jeice

The rhythm gradually quickened and I felt like I was on fire again, that powerful body thrusting in and out of me. It was so... such a... the feeling was indescribable as he filled me again and again., pounding me, using more and more strength yet he was not as brutal and fierce as he had been before. I moaned and sobbed his name, unable to grasp on a coherent thought and yet, beside the ecstasy I knew instinctively somehow that this was merely one side of him. I was experiencing the soft and gentle side of my master now but I knew, knew with heart and soul that this would not last. Yet I would simply relish it as long as he was willing to give it to me. And in that very moment the last chains were fastened on my soul, binding me to him, because for the chance of having this again I would gladly endure all the cruelty and the pain he could inflict upon me, as sick as it might be.

"Nnnngh... Haaah... yes Zarbon... please, more... harder..." I would beg, I would plead, I would scream for him, whatever he wanted me to, because I was his now, truly and completely, more than he might ever know. And, right now, I did not regret it. The throes of passion threatened to overwhelm me as he pounded into me, his own darker voice rising in small sounds of passion the likes of which I had never heard from him before. I wondered if he even knew that he made those sounds at all. His eyes were half closed and the expression on his normally serene and stoic face was overshadowed by a passion that made him truly beautiful. I would gladly take anything to see him like this again. Zarbon... my tormentor... my master... my lover.

Zarbon

I diligently drove into him, speeding up my pace as he begged me to. Grunting in time with my thrusts, the steady, gentle friction feeding my lust just as much as the violent, harsh, aggressiveness did. I found myself high on his passionate voice and I pressed harder, drilling into him until my grunts turned to moans as well. I took him to the edge this way, with no bloodshed, no excess pain, not releasing my ki into him. I took him to the edge with a soft crescendo that caught us both as he clenched around me and washed over me like a wave lapping at my flesh as everything vanished for a moment around the two of us. The tide ebbed and left me looking down at his flushed face again and I laid down on top of him, regaining my breath and soaking up his warmth. I did not bother to pull away or to clean myself up. I did not care at the moment, a rare thing for me. I merely pulled him flush against me and settled back into my disturbed slumber, sated and warmed.

Jeice

We both found our release at the same time, yet another thing that had not occurred before, and I breathlessly rode out the waves of passion together with him, my throat raw from the amount of sounds he had pressed out of me. I fell down limply, and he on top of me, his body like a blanket to mine. I did not care, that he was heavier than me. He was like a living shield against the darkness. And then I found myself in his strong arms, held tightly and securely and I simply let myself fall, not fearing sleep anymore. Tomorrow everything would change again and maybe I would be tormented again, but I would have the memory of this and I would not regret it. Silently I thanked him for granting me this, as I gradually went to sleep curled up to him, slumbering away to a new dawn and a new day.

~ early morning ~

Zarbon

I drew a deep, heavy breath and heaved a sleep laden sigh, not rousing myself but slipping back into the marvellously warm dark slumber that wrapped around me. I did not feel like waking up. I just wanted to sink back into blessed unconsciousness again. I smiled sleepily, enjoying how I sprawled on my back, muscles loose and numb. For once I was not cold at all and I was not about to give up the chance to take advantage of it. But something shifted and slid close to me, rubbing along my naked skin, disturbing my restful ease and drawing me into cursed wakefulness. I tried to ignore it, frowning, pouting.

'Go away!' I flicked the thing that brushed against me away with a grunt but it pressed against me again, shifting the bed and making it rock. I growled in irritation as it stroked me and my eyes snapped open to the dim room, lashing out at the annoyance without even looking to see what it was. I swept my arm out with a snarl and heard a satisfying thud across the room. With another sigh I rolled and stretched languidly, trying to slip back into prized sleep but it would not come anymore. I made a frustrated noise and finally opened my eyes to acknowledge that the god-forsaken morning had indeed found me. There across the room, my little Jeice huddled against the wall where I had thrown him. Served him right for disturbing my sleep. I hated mornings!

Jeice

I shifted restlessly in my sleep. Coldness was creeping up to me, making me whimper slightly in remembrance of something I did not want to recall at all... I wanted to wake up, desperately, but couldn't, it seemed I was imprisoned in this half-awoken state. There was a soothing warmth and I reached out for it, seeking comfort, when something brushed me and I twitched in fear, not knowing what it was. Then the next thing I knew was pain exploding in my brain as I hit something hard and crumpled into a heap, my whole body sore and complaining, my head pounding murderously. I opened my eyes, blinking away tears as I adjusted to the semi-darkness of the room. The light on the ship was programmed to match its inhabitant's needs, so that only the corridors held a schedule that resembled a normal planetary day. The night and day shift was programmed after the day on Tsumeta-sei, the ice-jin world that had a cycle of 29 hours from sun-dawn to sun-dawn. Inside the quarters, however, the cycle was programmed accordingly to the species of the inhabitant, as there were night-active warriors in Frieza's ranks as well as highly day-active ones, so that everyone could retreat to the habitat he was used to. In Zarbon's quarters, morning had broken and I was broken too, lying near a wall where he had almost absentmindedly flung me while still half asleep. I could not hold back a small moan of pain as I tried to sort myself out and immediately his eyes snapped open and locked on to me with an unreadable expression, making me freeze completely.

Zarbon

I growled and grimaced at my ruby who stilled under my narrow gaze. I stretched again with a groan, every muscle tensing and flaring to life before falling into a limp sprawl and yawning widely. I shivered now that my bed-warmer was gone and rolled to sit up, gathering the blanket around me and looking groggily over to the still cowering little red alien.

"I hate to be woken in the mornings. You will do well to remember that." I stated in a still sleep-thick voice. I was never in good spirits when I was just waking up. That was the time that many of my pets gained their worst wounds. I sniffed the air and grimaced at the smell. I was sticky and dirty and sweaty and now I had to suffer the frigid cold outside my room and it was too early in the morning for such exasperations but I had orders to carry out. With a growl I stood up, taking the blanket with me as I left the room, not giving Jeice another glance for the time being.

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