Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Thin Lines ❯ Day Four (Lemon) ( Chapter 4 )

Thin Lines

By Selenity Jade

Day Four

Rated: NC17

 

Disclaimer: You know the drill.

 

Warnings: This chapter is rated NC17. On FF.net and DF, you will get the 'edited' chapter, and I therefore refer you to AFF.net, Moonromance.net, FOSFF, or MM.org to read the original version of this chapter. If you are too young to read this, read it ONLY on FF.net or DF. Understood?

 

x

 

Buruma snapped awake as the light went on. She hid her head under the blanket and groaned. "Vejiita!"

 

"Shut up, Onna! You slept all day yesterday, thanks to me, and I even... cuddled. You fucking owe me now. Get your fat, lazy ass out of bed and cook me breakfast!"

 

She cursed and flung the blanket off her. She glared at the exposed backside of the Saiyajin no Ouji. Then she blinked and blushed, hiding her face again. "Vejiita, put some clothes on!"

 

She heard his chuckle from the direction of the toilet. "You have shared a shower with me, slept with me naked and you are still bitching about clothing?"

 

"Damn straight, asshole! It's not like I'm fucking you, idiot!" She slapped a hand over her mouth and hid. "Forget I said that!"

 

She heard his evil little chuckle and blushed harder. "Well, we can change that. Do you want to 'fuck' me, as you put it?"

 

She blinked under the blanket. "What?"

 

"Well, if we 'fuck', I can run around naked without you screeching at me."

 

She sat up sharply and stared at his cute behind with her mouth hanging open. "Vejiita, that is the stupidest reason to have sex I've ever heard. And I've heard some really awful ones."

 

He chuckled and looked over his shoulder at her, smirking wider at the look on her face. "So? We mate, I can walk around naked, and you are not a virgin anymore. We both win."

 

She continued to gape at him.

 

He laughed and walked over to the bed, crawling onto it on all fours. "What? Loss for words?"

 

She gulped and leaned away from him as he continued to crawl towards her. And over her. "What are you-?"

 

"What does it look like?"

 

"What about your training?" she asked worriedly, now lying down and Vejiita kneeling above her.

 

"This is a kind of workout," he commented slyly, smirking at her.

 

"How about your breakfast?" she squeaked out as he moved his head closer to her.

 

"I am not Kakarotto, idiot. My stomach can wait."

 

"Um, um..."

 

He smirked and lowered his head to her hair, breathing in softly. He then nipped her neck softly. "Cannot think of another excuse?"

 

"But... you don't really want me... do you?"

 

He grinned into her neck and grasped her hand, pulling it to his groin. "Does that answer your question?" he purred as her hand encircled his rapidly hardening member.

 

She gulped and nodded faintly. "But I'm still a virgin and it'll be messy and-"

 

He snorted into her hair. "So? I can handle it. Did you forget what I was, Onna? Furiza's little exterminator. A little blood is not going to kill me."

 

"But-"

 

He purred softly and moved his hand between her legs, which, despite her half-hearted protests, spread willingly for him. He moved his hand into her panties and entered her gently with a finger, thrusting into her slowly. "You just have to say no, Onna. I will not rape you, idiot." He sucked in a breath as her hand, unconsciously or not, he didn't know, tightened on his manhood. "Just say no, Onna. Simple. Tell me no now," he told her.

 

She opened her mouth, but the only sound that came out was a loud moan as he thrust another finger into her. He smirked softly and lowered his head to her lips, capturing them roughly. She arched against him, her free arm coming up to wrap around his neck. The other hand moved as she gained a bit more courage and began to stroke him gently. Vejiita moaned softly and deepened the kiss, removing her bra with one hand.

 

After he removed the pointless, to him, article of clothing, his large hand came around to cup her breast, and she sighed into his mouth, pushing herself against him. He growled and yanked off her panties, earning himself a startled squeak from her.

 

He moved to situate himself between her thighs and positioned himself. He felt her tense immediately. He kissed her once more softly. "Relax," he murmured, moving his hands under her buttocks, pulling her towards him. He entered her swiftly and sank his sharp teeth into her soft neck. Buruma screamed out.

 

He stayed still, trembling almost unnoticeably above her, and gently sucking on her neck. When he felt her relax enough under him, he moved slowly, setting a gentle pace. He could hear her soft whimpers and was surprised to find his heart twist painfully at the sounds. He hurt her. And he felt guilty.

 

He growled softly and pushed into her harder, Buruma surprising both of them with her sudden moan of pleasure. He smirked against her wounded neck and allowed himself to set a faster pace. Soon, her whimpers had stopped and the only sounds she emitted into his ear were moans and screams of pleasure.

 

She screamed out suddenly, shuddering violently beneath him, her walls clutching him as she climaxed. He grunted as he held himself still, panting softly. When she stopped, he moved again, quickly working her up again.

 

Within moments, she had a second orgasm and Vejiita thrust into her once more, spilling himself into her with a soft grunt. He collapsed on top of her, his head buried into her hair. She was clutching onto him for dear life.

 

After he felt he could talk without betraying exactly how close to being overwhelmed he was, he nuzzled her. "Was that so bad?"

 

She shook her head weakly.

 

"Now you are no longer a virgin."

 

"Why did you do that?"

 

"Why did I mate with you?" He paused. "You mentioned it and I realized it was not such a repulsive thing after all."

 

"Gee, thanks," she muttered.

 

"Why did you let me? You gave me your virginity when you did not give in to that weakling."

 

To his surprise, she kissed his shoulder softly. "It just felt right."

 

He blinked. "Excuse me?"

 

"Nothing, Vejiita. Just nothing."

 

He rolled his eyes and then moved off her, settling himself beside her. "Now, think you can fix breakfast?"

 

She growled. "I'm exhausted now!"

 

"So? Get up, Onna. Cook me breakfast... but would you mind fixing meat? Bloody, raw meat?"

 

"EW!"

 

He chuckled softly. "You don't have to watch. But soon, Onna, you will be joining me."

 

"Say what? Why? There is no way I'm eating raw meat!"

 

"Oh, yes, there is, and yes, you will."

 

"Why would I do something that disgusting?"

 

"Because it is tradition."

 

"What tradition?"

 

He smirked and got up, headed towards the shower. "Why the mating tradition, idiot." He looked at her. "You are mine now."

 

x

 

Buruma stared blankly at her laptop screen, not really seeing it. She was still mulling over what Vejiita had said before taking a shower. She finally groaned and slapped the laptop closed and turned to look at the Saiyajin who was doing some sort of shadow boxing. "What the hell did you mean?"

 

He glanced at her. "What?"

 

"What did you mean? About me being yours now."

 

He smirked and folded his arms over his slightly sweaty chest. "Onna, that was this morning. It is almost dinnertime now. Are you saying that you have been confused all this time?"

 

She glared at him but nodded. "Of course!"

 

He chuckled and padded over to her silently. He leaned down and kissed her possessively. He let her up a moment later, a satisfied smirk on his face. "It is not that complicated, Onna. You are mine now. What the hell do you not understand?"

 

"Oh, gee, I don't know. How about everything!"

 

He chuckled and Buruma got the impression that if he had his tail right then it would be swaying behind him, just like a cat about to pounce. "Simple, Onna. You. Are. My. Mate. Mine. Understand?"

 

She glared at him. "I'm not a child, moron. But how are we supposed to have a relationship when we can't even get along!"

 

He smirked. "Onna, we have not fought since we have been locked up in here. Not really anyway."

 

She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, but what about Yamucha? He is my boyfriend, you know."

 

To her surprise, Vejiita growled loudly. "I will kill him if he comes near you. He's no longer your 'boyfriend'."

 

"Um, well, I suppose since we did have sex and all... and that kind of means I cheated on him, for a change," she muttered bitterly. "Yeah, but what about the others? Chichi will freak... badly. Son-kun will probably grin and be happy, but everyone else will flip!"

 

He smirked. "What does it matter what they think? I do not care, why should you? We are mates now; it is none of their business."

 

"So, this means we have a relationship. That's my understanding of it... Is that correct?"

 

He blinked. "What is to understand? You are my mate. We have always had a relationship, stupid."

 

"No, you weirdo! I mean do we have an exclusive relationship type thing?"

 

He cocked his head at her. "You humans are bizarre." He knelt in front of her. "You and I are mates. Just as Kakarotto and his harpy are mates."

 

"What?!" she exclaimed. "They're married! Like is together for life!"

 

He frowned at her. "Yes, of course. They are mates," he repeated.

 

She gaped at him. "Just because we had sex we are now... like them?"

 

He chuckled. "No. I have had sex before, but never a mate."

 

"Then how are we like them? We aren't married."

 

He blinked. "I am not performing some ridiculous human tradition. We are mates because we are mates. I marked you."

 

"What?"

 

He moved his hand to trail tenderly over her bite mark. "I marked you. You are my mate."

 

"You bit me, so we're mates? That's the whole gist of this?"

 

He nodded.

 

"That a Saiyajin thing?"

 

He nodded again.

 

"That is beyond strange," she muttered. "Well, I suppose that means I won't be alone after all... You did keep your promise."

 

He chuckled softly and nipped her nose. "Yes, I did. Any other stupid questions?"

 

She shook her head. "Not really. I'd like to absorb this bit of info... I wasn't exactly planning to come out of here with a permanent commitment like that."

 

"Oh, and I was?" He snorted. "But I think Kakarotto suspected it would happen. And I am going to kill him."

 

"Hey, I just thought of another question..."

 

He groaned. "What, Onna?"

 

"What happens if it doesn't work out? Like Yamucha and I didn't..."

 

He snarled and pulled her to him. "I am nothing like that moron. You are my mate. I will protect you, I will mate you, give you brats, and I will not touch another. Just as you will not. It is nothing like what you had with him," he hissed.

 

She blinked her wide-eyes. "Okay, Vejiita..."

 

He smirked at her and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder.

 

"Vejiita, you bastard, what are you doing?!"

 

"I want a shower before dinner."

 

"And what does your shower have to do with throwing me over your shoulder like some caveman?"

 

He chuckled. "You are coming with me."

 

She screeched out as he set her down roughly in the tub, turning on the water, drenching her clothes. "Vejiita! You could have waited until I was undressed," she snapped.

 

He smirked and yanked her clothes off, his own following shortly after, and kissed her softly. "It's much more fun hearing you screech about it," he muttered as he lift her up and wrapped her legs around his hips. "Ready for more, Onna?"

 

x

 

Buruma collapsed on the bed with a small protest from the bed. "No more," she whispered. "I'm only human, Vejiita, come on!"

 

"Little weakling," he snorted as he crawled in beside her. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her hot body to his chest, burying his head into her hair. "Sleep."

 

"Thanks," she muttered, curling into him.

 

"We have to work on your endurance," he told her. "You are, after all, the Saiyajin no Ouji's mate now. And I want my mate in shape."

 

She groaned. "Does that make me a Princess?"

 

He chuckled softly. "Never thought about that, but yes, I suppose you are now."

 

"Well, shouldn't you be king now?"

 

He blinked. "No. I have no planet to rule. I have no wish for that title now."

 

"Oh. Princess Buruma sounds nicer than Queen Buruma anyway," she muttered sleepily.

 

He rolled his eyes. "Sleep, Onna."

 

"Mm'kay," she whispered and promptly passed out.

 

x

 

AN: HA! No waking up horny, no predictable way to have sex! *Grins* I love myself sometimes. Though it is a little 'fast' for me, now that I reread it. *sigh* Ah, well.

 

Lovies!