Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Meow ❯ A Trap ( Chapter 18 )

Disclaimer: I do not own DB/Z/GT or any of the characters created by the all mighty manga Dende Akira Toriyama. And I do not own any characters from Outlaw Star (used as a reference).

Author Note: This is my first time writing a real fanfic and I am not real sure about it. I would appreciate any input even flames at this point to help me revise this into what it deserves to be. Anyway I hope you enjoy.

* * * Warning: A lot of this chapter is a lemon * * *

"Meow"

Chapter 18: "A Trap"

Three days after Pan and the prince had met Nasha and Pan had heard nothing about it. So they continued on in their normal routine and found they could clean most of the castle by five and be able to have some fun before curfew at nine. But as the sky is blue, they came to another obstacle.

Pan awoke and found Nasha still in her bed. 'That's odd, Nasha is usually up at least an hour before me and bugs me at how much I sleep.' Pan walked over and reached a hand out to shake her friend but brought it back as Nasha growled out, "Stay away."

"Nasha, what's wrong? Are you ok?" Pan took a few steps back and for once since she had known the woman, was afraid of her.

"Pan just stay back." Nasha pulled the covers up over her head and sat under the blanket.

"But Nasha what's wrong?"

"Pan don't you remember why I was in that holding cell?" Pan thought for a moment and then got a huge sweat drop and started blushing profusely.

"Nasha, you-you're in…your in heat," she finally whispered.

"Don't rub it in."

"But what about our job?"

"Pan I can't go out there! Who knows what I'll do! Especially if I get near anything masculine! Listen just tell Rosa I'm sorry but I'm really sick."

"But how long does it last?"

"About a week."

"A week? You seriously think she's going to leave you in bed sick for over a week? Listen Nasha, I know we need to get off of this little dust ball soon, but you can't work the rest of this week!"

"But Pan I only made 600,000 so far. And then we'll have to stay an extra week!"

"Nasha, I don't care, we can't draw anymore attention to us. Listen, I'll tell Rosa I have to take you someplace to stay while you recover from your illness and take you to the ship. Hold up in there until after it's done and then hike back. I can still get my work done today, just won't have free time. Now get up and start getting ready while I go tell Rosa."

"But Pan…," called Nasha as Pan turned to walk out the door.

"Yes," asked Pan turning to face her friend.

"Thank you," said Nasha and gave her a soft serene smile.

"Thanks again Pan. I'll get back as soon as I can, I promise," said Nasha falling from Pan's arms to the ground. Pan decided to walk a ways out before she would fly Nasha there quickly. They waved and Pan turned to fly back to the castle.

Nasha turned and walked towards the ship. 'Something smells funny.' She cautiously turned the handle and pressed herself against the nearest wall continuing to follow the strong sent coming from within the ship. She crawled along the floor to the control room and turned the knob silently. 'No one sneaks into my ship and gets away with it.' She opened the door soundlessly ready to pounce upon the being within the ship. But felt her knees go to mush as she stared at the blond humanoid man hunched over the computer consol. His small muscles made his lean body look extremely tight and to Nasha 'Tasty.' She didn't realize she had let a purr escape her throat until the young man turned from the noise.

His eyes were a soft green, almost aqua blue color and seemed to stare into her soul. "Excuse me," he said trying not to let his voice tremble. "But who are you?" The tall cat woman dressed in a tight white t-shirt and blue-jean cut off shorts stared at him with a certain look in her eye. As she would eye a fish.

"I should ask the same of you. You being on my ship and all." She said in a deep and bold voice that she didn't know she had.

"I-I was sent here on a mission." Nasha snapped out of it quickly and looked on edge at this man before her. She didn't think Mardol had any henchmen that weren't of his kind, but she never knew. She stood in a defensive position and asked, "What mission? Who for?"

"My Boss Leon. We were contacted by these people on Earth looking for a girl named Pan and we found the ship she was supposedly using and-" He noticed she dropped her position almost immediately as he said Earth and regained the same look she had had a moment before that once again sent chills up his spine and for some reason made him blush. "We tracked it here and heard the distress signal and I was left here hoping someone…" He lost his voice staring into those pools of blue but snapped out of it blushing profusely. "Someone would return while Leon went to Earth to get the people who were looking for her and was going to meet me back here."

"When are they going to arrive," she said walking over to him and leaning in putting her face just centimeters away from his.

"I-in about two days. W-why?" She ran one of her hands along the back of his neck and stared into his eyes, into his soul.

"I wanted to make sure we weren't interrupted. I hate being interrupted." He looked like he was about to protest when her mouth covered his letting her tongue explore his mouth and was pleased when she felt his in her mouth. She pushed him up against the computer consol and let her other hand run along his lower back and waist pulling him closer. Rubbing her body against his.

She felt the blood rush to her face as his hand gripped her right beast and his other squeezed her tight ass. She shoved her chest against him wanting more. He broke his mouth away from hers and leaned down to lick her hardening nipple through her shirt. She let out a soft moan and leaned over and began licking and hissing his neck with her rough cat-like tongue. His mouth came down on her nipple and nipped at it as he felt waves of pleasure hit him as she licked his neck.

He grabbed a hold of her and pulled her closer sitting up against the computer consol and continued teasing her nipple through her shirt. Nasha let her tongue find its way up to his ear and slid it inside for some exploration and was a little shocked when she was roughly pulled away. She was a bit more then shocked when this timid man grabbed the neck of her shirt and ripped it down the middle and with another quick movement ripped off her Bra as well and took one of her nipples into his mouth and began biting and teasing it.

She moaned loudly and began rubbing her wet shorts against his warm hardness. She leaned over and began licking along his neck again and used her nice sharp claws to shred his shirt off as well and let her hands roam across his well toned body. Feeling them ripple under her soft touch and wiping away the sweat. She was once aging caught off guard by the ferociousness of this supposedly timid man as he picked her up and threw her up against the consol and bit down roughly on her neck.

Her moan became of mix of pure pleasure and pain as it echoed through the otherwise empty ship. She was growing insane as he once again went to her breasts. Licking and playing with the right one with his mouth while his right hand found her other breast. And his other hand began pulling at her shorts starting to remove them roughly when she decided to help him. She quickly got them off and felt his hardness trying to push into her through her now soaked panties.

Before she knew what was going on her underwear were on the floor and he was on his knees in front of her. His tongue probing deep inside of her with his hands holding her buttocks up and pushing his face deeper into her warm wetness. She grabbed the consol for support and nearly ripped off a panel as he began hitting the spot in which she began to moan excitedly. He continued thrusting in and out of her as her moans became louder and filled with pleasure. Her claws dug deep into the metal of the consol as she felt her body tighten and release. She was panting as sweat poured off her naked body fighting the urge to collapse on the floor. But he had other plans.

He grabbed onto her again and shoved her onto the consol. She had no idea when he had taken his pants off but he stood there before her naked holding her body against his. She looked up into his eyes which stared back with a question burning inside of them. She gave a weak nod and grabbed onto his back as she felt him thrust deep inside of her. She fell back against the panel with a deep pleasurable moan which continued to grow in volume as he slowly continued.

Once she had finally gotten her second wind she began bucking her hips to his rhythm, taking him fully into her. Her hands found their way to his shoulders for support and felt her hands start to go numb holding on so tightly. Her only real concern was to make sure she kept her claws away from him. They continued their assault on each others body with fierceness. Trying to push themselves faster and harder, moving together as one body. Their mouths once again found each other as Nasha felt herself nearing the edge. He was now pounding her against the consol, holding her their with the motions alone. Her mouth left his as she let her head tip back in a huge animalistic moan of pleasure.

He wasn't far behind as he felt her walls close upon his sending him over the edge. He continued though, and gradually slowed down leaving the both of them leaning against the now sticky and beat up computer consol sweating and breathing heavily. Nasha let her body slide to the floor and was followed by the young man as he put his arm around her.

"By the way," he said as his breathing finally started becoming normal. "My name is Taski."

"Nasha," she said but felt herself suddenly become weak as her body fell onto his and she fell fast asleep. But he just looked down at her and smiled.

"Wonder if I should put this in my report," he said with a chuckle.

The group on earth had decided they would only take the fighters since they didn't know who they were up against and such. Even though Bulma tried to argue about it because after the last attack she had made a device to neutralize the effects of the gravity machine the woman who took Pan away had. But in the end the party consisted of: Gohan, Vegeta, Trunks, Goten, and Bra, being daddy's little girl she convinced him to let her go, but probably just to be with Goten.

They had been picked up and had spent approximately two days traveling through space to get to the planet. They would be arriving in about three hours, but something was wrong. When Leon had tried to call up his man he found the signal off, but the ship still there. And when he was able to get the computer on-screen the ship they saw was a wreck. The panel was torn off and it looked like there was a struggle as they saw a torn shirt on the floor. But most of all was the small puddle of pool in the middle of the floor.

Trunks stared out the window at the small orb about the size of a golf ball. 'Hang in there Pan. We're almost there. Just hold on.'

Pan had noticed a spike in Nasha's ki almost as soon as she left. But Pan knew nothing of Taski and so thought Nasha was going solo on it. She made it back and continued about her day of cleaning. But noticed a strangely familiar ki enter the castle, but under a dark hood and well hidden. Pan just shrugged it off and went back to work. But then she noticed something else weird.

A lot of knights and guards began entering the castle and started to assemble in one of the dining rooms. Not only that but all of the other servants began leaving. The chef, the nurse for the princess, and the servants all left. Even Margaret and Rosa left, saying they had an errand to run in town. But that didn't help the fact that it was getting creepy as hell around here.

Pan was finishing up the laundry when she heard someone behind her, thinking maybe Rosa or even Margaret had returned Pan turned to greet them, but instead found a very old night with a long dark green, sickly looking tail. "The king requests your audience. You are to meet him in the training arena at once." Before Pan could reply he turned and was gone.

'Fighting arena? I hope he doesn't want to fight me. I don't know how strong he is or if I can beat him. Or I could be too strong and accidentally kill him. But what about the baby? I've been getting weaker ever since I've been pregnant. What if my water breaks while I'm out there? God what am I going to do?' There was nothing she could do. She folded the last thing of laundry and turned to go to her destiny.

She arrived in the arena and gasped at what she saw. Nasha was hanging naked and beaten to a post; her feet not touching the ground, with a young man next top her hanging in the same fashion. And between them was the man with the hood over his head. He pulled it back to reveal Mardol. Or what may have been Mardol at one point, now it was a mix between Mardol and a computer. The king spoke up from over at the side of the arena.

"So she is the one," he asked like a clerk asking a boy if that was the toy he wanted.

"Yes, that is the one. You have done me well." With that Mardol threw the young man a bag that jingled when he caught it. 'Money? I should have known Mardol could have survived and if he did he would be right after us. Why didn't I realize this sooner? Why couldn't I keep my big mouth shut?'

"Now my dear," said Mardol catching her attention. "Why don't you be a good little girl and come with me, or say goodbye to your dear friend he said as he pulled a gun from his pocket and pointed it at Nasha's head.

'What do I do? I'm not fast enough to get her out of there before she's dead. But I can't give up, who knows what he'll do to me, or my daughter.' At the thought she ran her hand over her round stomach. She gritted her teeth.

"No harm will come to her if I come with you?" He smiled a cruel smile, at the moment Pan felt she was making a deal with Satan.

"Not at all, I'm not concerned with her any more. Just you." Pan felt hot tears running down her face. 'So close. I was so close to going home. So close to seeing Trunks again. So close. Trunks, please hold on, I will come back to you. Trust me.'

"Fine." She clenched her fists and was surprised when two men grabbed her hands and threw on a pair of the cuffs the bounty hunters had. She cast a look back and noticed it was once again the bounty hunters. Mardol let out an evil laugh that could have given Cell or Buu or the real Satan chills.

"She's yours now," said Mardol turning to the king.

"Bring her to my chambers and tie her down and sedate her well," said the king and walked off as if he had asked for nothing more then a glass of warm milk.

"You bastards! Both of you! Damn you both to hell." She continued screaming obscenities until she was loaded onto the ship and stared helplessly as Nasha was pulled from the post and dragged away.

What will become of Pan now? What of her daughter? Will Trunks and the others find her? What will happen to Nasha? Find out in the next chapter: "For the love of a cat-woman"