Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Ten no Ai ❯ Part 6 ( Chapter 6 )

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I send three ki blast his way, and he darts past me to my left in a attempt to avoid them. Before he's completely out of reach, I grab his tail gently and let it trail through my fingers, and tickle the skin there. I'm so glad I decided to wear fingerless gloves, I can feel just how soft the fur on his tail is now. Being saiyajin, allows me to hear the small moan that escaped him as I touched his sensitive tail.

"Aah...RRG! STOP IT!!" he screams as red stains his cheeks and he stops short.

I merely laugh as he grabs my hands and crosses his arms to keep me from doing that again. My arms are being held at bay, but that tactic brings our faces only inches apart. He still tries to continue the fight by head butting me. We do that several times. Eventually he doesn't pull away anymore and rests his forehead against mine.

Even with his familiarity with this form I'd say this is too much even for him. The hands holding mine are shaking. Even in battle his breath is far too labored. He leans in closer still until I can feel his hot breath on my lips.

"I want you so bad.."

BEEEEEEP!

The bell signaling the end of the match blares. Koto walks up to us with the strangest look on her face as we part. Even the audience is strangely quiet.

"Uh...um anyway, that was the end of the match. You have used up all your time. The judges will decide the winner of this fight. Since this was the final round, they're gonna take some more time to make sure they choose carefully and weigh all their options." She says matter of factly.

"Well, ya heard the lady!! Hit the showahs and be back heah in an hour! The judges should have decided bah then!! Winners stay heah! The rest of ya'll go on home and thanks for participatin!!" Grand Kai pipes up.

With that I turn to leave. But a warm hand clamps down on my shoulder, the world blurs by and then a locker room appears around me.

| Instant transmission again ! |

"Kakarotto...you really must stop doi..Unnk!!" he cut me off in mid sentence as he spun me around and pinned me against the locker with a loud clang.

He was breathing even more heavily than before. Now his eyes were no longer yellow, but a deep gold. They held a look of possessiveness, mischeviousness and the promise of something I know I'll enjoy.

He uses his whole body to keep me in place. His thick tail coiling my thigh.

"Bejiiiiiita ...I need it...I need it now!" the last syllable nothing more than a throaty purr.</i> Gliding over my ears and dancing around my overly sensitive body.

I feel myself shudder at that even though we haven't started yet. I guess my little game during the fight was too much for him, almost too much for me. I guess I have to pay for my little stunt. His hands begin to roam all over, ruffling my reddish fur.

"Unnnh..."

| Yesss....Kakarotto. Punish me in the most delicious way possible...|

"I plan to."

With that he pushes me down to sit on the bench below us. For a minute he does nothing but stare at me with smoldering eyes. Time seems to move slowly as he kneels in front of me, golden orbs still locked with mine. He leans in close until our faces are again a fraction of an inch apart.

| Why is he going so slow?! |

My body screams for him to touch me, to take me.

Slightly, ever so slightly, he brushes his nose over mine. Pause. He does it again. Then he looks me over from head to toe as if seeing me for the first time. Well in a way it is. I suppose I do look quite different in this form, something he isn't accustomed to. I gather he likes what he sees when his gaze returns to my face and he licks his lips. He leans in close again, then closer still until his nose is just behind my ear. He takes a deep breath.

"Aah!..uh.." I jump as a startled moan suddenly bursts from his lips. Then he buries his nose in my hair and breathes me in. He sniffs and sniffs. His nose running down through my hair, down over my neck, over the fur on my shoulders, then to the dip in my throat. His tongue darts out to lap at what is usually one of the more sensitive areas on my body. But in this case I can hardly tell. It doesn't even matter where he touches me. Right now I'm nothing more than a mass of trembling nerves.

"IMhh..!" My eyes widen from the onslaught of sensation from such a simple gesture. I feel myself shaking. It's amazing how tactile prolonged use of level four can make me. I feel my mind is not my own, and yet I couldn't care less. He runs his nose through the fur on my arm until he reaches my wrist. He bites down on the end of my glove and pulls it off with his teeth. He gives me a short, but wet, and audible kiss in the center of my palm before he takes two of my fingers in his mouth. I suck in air sharply through my teeth. | Oh god, this is too much | My tail takes on a life of its own and coils around his neck, pulling him closer. Trying to clue him in that I want more. <i>Much</i> more.

"I have something better for you to suck on" I whisper as I lick his ear. I hear him moan around my fingers before he pulls away. He does not comply with my 'subtle' request, but resumes his sniffing trend, purring all the while. The teasing bastard continues his sweet, strange torture and I feel a new urge overcome me as well. I run my fingers through his thick, raven locks. They actually seem softer than usual. I bury my nose in his mane and take in his unique scent. He smells of rain, cinnamon... and sex.

"Aunnn.." I understand now why he reacted this way. I must smell about the same.

"GGRRRRrr!!" he looks up suddenly and growls almost menacingly. His eyes flashing in anger as if I'd done something wrong. "You played your game already! It's my turn now! MY game, MY rules!" He smirks, a habit he must have picked up from me, and continues. "But don't worry, I promise you'll love it." He says in that..voice. The one where no matter what he says I always find myself obeying. He is the only one that can do this to me.

He puts a hand on my chest and roughly pushes me back until I'm lying on the long wooden bench. He straddles me and pins my arms for the second time today. Confident that my arms are secure and that I won't give him any more trouble, he leans down and sniffs my chest, one of the few spots bereft of fur. I find myself writhing but for two different reasons. Pleasure, and that Kakarotto is denying me. Now allowing my to move, not allowing me to be free to feed this new-found urge because he wants to be dominant.

"UN!..uh..anh.." Every so often my movements brought contact to a part of me that howled for his attention. I grit my teeth in frustration and Kakarotto gives a low chuckle as he brushes his nose over my left nipple. His tongue circles it before he bites it. "AHH" pulling a startled yelp from me. But not from pain. Far from it. He laps at it in apology, growling around it, making me quake with need.

He runs his hot tongue over everything in his reach. "Rggh..aahn..mm..uh....uhhh." I just can't seem to stop moaning. Every lick, every movement of his talented tongue feels as if it burns my skin and sends a shock of lightening through me. He finally pauses at my lower stomach and looks at me, watches me thrashing around, listens to the sounds I make in almost maddening arousal. I visibly try to calm myself and look back at him. But the look in his eyes alone make me want to scream. I do just that when his hot tongue dips into my navel.

My tail bristles and quivers as Kakarotto seems to have discovered some new place to exploit. Some new way to drive me insane. As if he needed the help.

"Gnnk!..ahaa..Nnn." I grit my teeth again in an effort to control myself. But why? Why do I feel the need to do that? I spent decades trying to keep my all consuming desire for Kakarotto at bay. Now I finally have him and can love him freely and without guilt. I needn't do this anymore. Not that it matters right now. I can't get free of his constricting hold. I can't touch him as I want. I can't taste him or lick him or suck the end of his tail as I want. How he loves that. I can't make him pant, I can't make him howl, I can't make him scream. And I can't sate the burning need that will surely swallow me whole if not dealt with now!

| Was this your game Kakarotto? To drive me to the brink of insanity and deny me release? Deny me your every taste, touch, and smell? Deny me my ability to rip every sound of pleasure from your throat? The ability to make you beg? Well you've won it. But now I have a game of my own. |

With a snarl I bring my legs up and use them to push him off me. When I have enough space to maneuver better I dart away to stand a few feet from him. He bares his teeth as he rises ominously, looking more pissed than I've seen him in a while. Though he was anything but. His long, lustrous tail lashing in agitation and arousal before it comes down and snaps the bench I was lying on in two.

"Come here Bejiita."

It's not a request.

"Hn. Make me" I say with a toothy grin before we launch ourselves at each other full force. We collided, then tumbled and rolled on the floor. Biting and kicking, and snarling and licking, and grabbing and slapping all the warm, tasty flesh in our reach. We rolled and fought for dominance. If you can call this a fight.

He bites me all along my neck and shoulder. "Ooohnn...Ka.k.a rotto.." For a moment I go limp in his arms as the strange mixture of pleasure and pain overtakes me. I snap out of it and reach for his tail. He tries to keep it away from me but taunts me with it at the same time, while distracting me with his numerous nips and kisses. But whenever I get the chance, I grab the furry appendage and stroke it. I rub just at the tip, the most sensitive part of his whole tail. I do this just for his response. Always for the reaction he gives after such stimulus. Just to hear him scream. To hear him beg. "AH!..uhhgh..K..kami..do that again." I know what this does to him. It does the same to me. The pleasure must be eating him alive right now. With a growl he stands and moves away from me, panting and trying to catch his breath.

"Where do you think you're going...Kakarotto?" I rush over to him but one leg lashes out to trip me. |Shit! A sucker for my own attack! | I pull him down with me only a split second later. We end up in a tangle of trembling limbs, and quivering tails.

Chest heaving, I crawl up to him to see his pleasure dazed expression, to see his half lidded eyes, and slightly open and delicious mouth. A mouth with so many talents. I finally claim his warm lips in a searing kiss. I've been dying to do that since the fight began. Despite my desperate need for air, I couldn't bare to break our kiss. So I just breathe his breath, take in his sweet air.

"MMmph..unn." Even such a simple act as breathing is made erotic when it's from him. This only seems to heighten our already frenzied state. A choked moan is ripped from both our throats. I begin to tear at what was left of his clothes. But he slows my hands.

| I forgot we only have an hour and we still need to go back outside. It won't do if we return to the arena naked |

I kiss him a little more, glide my tongue over his for a little while longer.

I give into my current oral fixation just a little more, before I begin another.

"Mmh!..Be..jiita..please..."

"Tell me where it hurts.."

His hands move down to the ache between his legs. He pulls on himself slightly, trying to ease some of the pressure there.

"HSsss!...uh.." He hisses and I watch him pleasure himself. I'm so used to being the one to make him tremble. I find myself breathing even more deeply as his hips start to buck off the floor, bringing himself towards release.

| No. Not this way |

I grab his hands.

"GGRRRR!.." he growls at me in frustration for the second time today. I let go of his hands and turn over until I am level with the bulge in his yellow pants. I lean in and mouth his erection through his clothes. He lets out a breathy groan before I stop and pull his pants down over his lean hips and half way down his powerful thighs. His pink fur really does cover most of his body. But a few parts are still bare. One of my favorite parts on his entire anatomy to be exact. I take his thick, throbbing flesh all the way in. All the way down. Leaving nothing undone. Stimulating every tasty inch of him. Burying my nose in his soft fur.

"IINNmm! AAHa..un..UN!" His response is immediate and overwhelming. His head lolls from side to side in aroused delirium. He runs his long tail over my face in appreciation and encouragement. I pull my head back until only the tip is in my mouth. I move my tongue over it with lightening quick strokes.

"UHh..oon...OOH..Ahh..ha..!" he howls. He somehow manages to be even louder than usual. His noises affect me as they always do. My head swims and my hands go down to stroke my own hardened, unsatisfied flesh. But warm hands stop me.

I look at him through the corner of my eye. Not allowing his erection to escape my lips for even a second. He smirks at me. A small, coy smile on his kiss swollen lips, his gold eyes glittering with mischief and lust.

"Let me return the favor" he whispers huskily.

"Uh...ha..haiyaku..Kakarotto." I said breathlessly. Kiss me, touch me, lick me, suck me, screw me breathless. Good god, just do something! ANYthing! I feel like I'm coming apart at the seams!

I lie on my side to allow him room to unbutton the fly of my leather pants and pull the tight material down. The cool air caressing my burning flesh. He runs his hot tongue from the tip of my penis down to my testicles and back again.

"uh..UHh!...ann...oh god..!"

I don't know how much more of this I can take. He's barely started. I grit my teeth again and squeeze my eyes shut tight. Last resort. |Kami..not so soon..|

Kakarotto knows this, knows all my tricks, knows when I'm holding back. He knows I've nearly reached my breaking point. He chuckles and takes one testicle in his mouth, and uses one free hand to stroke me.

"ah...AHH...Shit…gnnk..Ah..no...NO!"

"Yes!" Kakarotto answers.

I scream again, trying to starve off what I know is coming, who is coming. This is the final stage of his game.

|This really is torture. But of the sweetest kind |

I won't let him distract me! I won't let him win!

"AHnnn..."

Despite how my body demands it.

He moves his mouth higher and engulfs my erection. I scream again but now from the conflict inside me. One part of me howls for more, the other still competing, still striving to win, to beat Kakarotto at his games.

It's amazing. I always saw him as something akin to an angel, yet he can suck me like a devil.

He has to hold my frantically jerking hips in place to keep me from thrusting into his hot mouth. I can't help it. My own moaning and howling lost to me. So I put all of my attention into pleasuring him. I suck and pull on him in a frenzy, trying to give him the mind blowing sensations he gives me. I rotate my head to the side, taking even more of him in. Deep throating him. I do this as best I can, as if it would distract me. Maybe I won't come so soon. But running my tongue over his straining, hot flesh. To be able to taste him this way, to know what this does to him is arousing all on it's own.

He winds his arms around me and pulls me closer, swallowing me whole, trying to match me. I look from the corner of my eye again and watch myself reappear and disappear again into his sweet mouth. I realized then that I'm fighting a losing battle. I may have been winning in the tournament. But here, he is sure to be the victor. I have little complaint about that.

I shut my eyes quickly. Watching will surely be my undoing. I'm screaming around his hardness how. Vaguely in the back of my mind, I wonder if anyone will catch us. This is a public locker room after all, though there are many in this arena.

I hear Kakarotto moan again.

I scream again.

I don't care who hears. I don't care who sees. This is the one I love and I'm gonna show him just how much. One lick at a time.

He bucks his hips towards my face, nearly whimpering in pleasure. So am I. I run my hands up the small of his back, then down again to squeeze his buttocks. He squirms and begins to tremble. I smack the warm rounded flesh under my palm in encouragement. I take quick, little licks at the tip again. That finally breaks the rhythm he had going and his head lolls to the side. My erection slipping halfway out of his mouth.

"Ahh...uh..gnn...sss..ah..k..kami Bejiita...that feels ..so good."

I move one hand cupping his buttocks to his tail and pull on it gently.

"UH!..unnng..oh..Ouji..sa..maa." he says in a throaty purr.

"Who's prince?" I ask, just licking at drop of cream at the tip like a cat over a bowl of milk.

"OOH!..uh..my.."

I nip at him before sucking all the way down to the base.

"MY prince.."

"Only yours. Yours to love, yours to enjoy."

With that, he laps at my hardness again.

I let out a shuddering moan

|Kami, it won't be long now |

Once he gets back his rhythm, he strokes the base of my tail in time with the movements of his mouth.

"NGGkk..AH..ooh..slow..down." I plead between clenched teeth.

"No...Ouji sama. You are mine to enjoy, I plan to do just that.."

He takes one long, audible suck. One long lick. One long movement of his tongue over my throbbing erection. I'm sure this is my last.

"Kitty wants some cream.."

Despite my pride, despite my desire to win, I can't deny him..anything at the moment. He pushes me over so I'm forced to release his tempting flesh and lie on my back. He crawls between my legs and sucks me as if this were the first time we made love. I tangle my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer as I feel the pleasure tearing at my sanity.

"Kaka..rotto...Ka..kaaa...AHH..ahhh..uh!!.." I'm actually sobbing his name now. Tears are streaming down my face. He moans around me and another almost anguished cry is ripped from me as I finally come, screaming like a man possessed. Kakarotto sucks me dry.

I finally power down. My body reverts back to it fur-less state, my hair returns to it's original length. Still somewhat delirious, I pant harshly, trying to drag some air into my lungs. I look down to see a still hard and still feverishly aroused Kakarotto lapping at the remainder of my seed, leering back at me with golden eyes.

Kakarotto crawls up to me. Without looking, I can just feel the triumphant smirk on his face. He grasps my tail again as he whispers in my ear.

"Did you like that..Ouji sama?"

I look at him. Hair tousled, cheeks rosy from our recent activities and his remaining desire. Hands stroking the fur on my tail. Though my body is satisfied, it doesn't take me much to get going again.

I feel his soft tail run over my cheek and under my bottom lip.

"Bejiiiiita...I need a little more..just a little."

He releases my tail and leans back.

"So be a good kitten and finish your milk," he coos imploringly.

Only level four can bring out this side of him. The side that would let him say something like that. The more dominating, demanding side of him. The side that makes tremble, makes me melt. Makes me strangely compliant.

I lick my lips and then him.

I watch his yellow eyes roll back as he climaxes only a moment later, shooting his 'milk' all over my face. I lick off what splashed near my mouth and he moves forward and cleans me up with his tongue. I feel a stirring between my legs again.

"Mou..no.more Kakaro...tto." I say breathlessly. I don't think I could take it.

"Did I tire you out, love?"

"Yea .."

| Though I hate to admit it |

I struggle to stand and pull my tattered clothes back on. I can barely walk either. How am I gonna get back to the arena and accept my prize?

Kakarotto, now powered down, puts his arms over his head and stretches before pulling his clothes on as well.

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That was simply heavenly, I think to myself. I still smell Bejiita's scent all over me. We never did make it to those showers. I lick my lips, still tasting Bejiita at the back of my throat. He always so delicious. I love doing that for him. I love his response to it. I'm sure it's the same for him.

"Did you enjoy yourself today?" I say in a low voice.

He gives me a dark look, but smirks none the less.

He tries to fix himself and rearrange his clothes as best he can.

"I think we better get going. Our time is already up and I wanna go see what my prize is."

"What makes you think you've won?" Bejiita says challengingly.

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"Stalemate," Koto says flatly.

"A STALEMATE?!?!" Bejiita yells in comical dismay.

"But..but..I had him on the ropes!!!"

"And in the locker room, and on the bench, and on the floor," I whisper in his ear so low that even he can barely hear it. This stops his little tirade and sends a barely concealed shiver all the way down to the tip of his tail.

Grand kai comes up.

"Yea man, the judges just couldn't decide. And how do you guys come back looking more roughed up than when ya left?"

"Uh.."

Koto saves us by cutting in.

"The judges say that Gokuu used more variety in his attacks, but Bejiita seemed faster and had better timing for his attacks. You both had your good and bad points and we both so evenly matched."

"Ya'll seems like...uh friends so ya wouldn't mind sharing the praz raght?"

Bejiita grumbles.

"I suppose you're right."

"Well since ya'll are them first and second winners you get both praziz!"

"I present to you ! an all expense paid trip to Arilis, a quiet, beautiful, blue planet in the south galaxy, and a life time supply of heaven's favorite snack treat Kuripa! brought to you by Heaven's Market TM 'For food so good it oughtta be a sin! Heaven's Market!"

"Did you really have to repeat the slogan?" Koto asks, with a slightly embarrassed look on her face.

Grand kai merely smiles and tweaks his mustache.

"What an odd man" Bejiita whispers back to me.

"AAAAnyway...the trip is good for the next 18 months. You can leave at any time, even as early as tomorrow. You just need to call the number on the travel package ahead of time." Koto says as she hands me a packet of papers with smiling alien faces and pictures of beaches with pink sand and odd blue water.

"Sounds fun!!"

"Um hm.." Bejiita says around a mouth full of Kuripa.

"Well that's all...ya'll are free tah go." Grand Kai says as he picks up his tried and true boom box and leaves.

"I gotta get another job," Koto mutters as she turns and leaves as well.

"Man this has been a long day. I'm gonna eat and sleep a lot!!" I say putting a hand on Bejiita's shoulder.

"Yea...lets go home" he says with a smile.

TBC

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[1] Haiyaku = Hurry

[2] Ouji sama = Prince

[3] Mou = Geez / good lord