Chapter 03
Note- this chapter has a bit *cough cough --- a good bit --- cough cough* near the end. If you happen to be one of those people who can't stand lemon...sorry. Chapter 3 --- Hormones As usual, Renkon and I we at a disagreement and were arguing about it. This time, a lot more important then me sleeping at the table the other day. "Woman!" he shouted at me. "Why will you not cooperate?" "And why should I?!" I shouted back, I was leaning on the far wall to the main room of his quarters. I had my arms crossed over my chest and my left leg crossed over my right, and for good reason too. It all started few hours ago, I was sitting at the table again, trying to think of away to get the hell out of this place. Then he comes in, demanding that I go to bed with him. That was a definite no. If he thought I was just here to be his little bed toy then he's gotta another thing coming! He wouldn't be able to drag me in there either, oh he could if he REALLY wanted to but the he tried that and that's how not only the chair meet an end, but the table too. He growled at me from his position near the door to his room, his tail brisling. "Fine," he said. "Have it your way." He started to walk towards me, his fists clenched tight and his steps heavy. I straightened by back, being on guard for what ever he may do. But before I could blink he was gone in an instant, just poof. I took a step forward in surprise, scanning the room, trying to see where he had gone too. Suddenly he appeared behind me, his arm around my neck in a strong hold and the other around my waist with my arms pinned. I tried to squirm myself free but to no avail, he was much stronger then he appeared. I could hear him chuckle lightly in my ear, laughing at my pathetic attempts to free myself. "You will do as I say, woman," he said calmly, mockery dripping from each word, stinging my pride. "If you don't," he squeezed harder around my neck, "you will regret it. Dearly." "You know, of course, that you are one of THE most perverted people I have ever met?" I said back to him. That earned me one of his stony glares. What? It's true. He let go after that little comment though and stepped back towards the door leading to the hall. "You will take a bath before I return," he said again. "Then we'll pick up from there." With that, he walked out, the door slowly closing behind him. I stood there from some time, glaring at the door. "Basterd!" I shouted at the door after my few moments of silence. I then fell to the floor, breathing heavily and trying to hold back the tears I felt coming. What am I going to do? The bath room was huge compared to others. The 'tub', if you would call it, was about the size of a small hot tub. There was already hot water filled with in the tub. I sighed and shrugged my jacket off. My small blue bag that I had hidden under my jacket was strapped around from my left shoulder over to my right. Taking that off I took a small pack-away brush and set it on the side of the tub. Toeing off my white tennis shoes, I proceeded with my socks. Soon after I unbuttoned my pants and untucked my oversized shirt. After shrugging out of my clothes I stepped into the tub, letting the hot water relax my muscles. What was I going to do? I had no power to stop Renkon from taking me and I can't possibly escape this ship. The other night, when Renkon first brought me in, the ship had taken off and was headed towards the Saiyajin home planet, Vegetasei. I made Renkon mad by teasing the name of his planet by calling it the home of the vegetables and over grown monkeys. He slapped me for that too. My cheek still stings. Sighing again, it was becoming a bad habit that I was not to fond of. I unbraided my hair from the long braid. My hair was so matted in the braid from the past couple of days that it was slightly difficult to get it all undone. Dunking my head under the water my hair floated around me like seaweed. Very curly seaweed. Taking the brush, I struggled to get all the knots out. There was no soup to be seen anywhere in the bathroom, so I just mainly washed myself off. It didn't take long so I soon climbed out of the tub. There were no towels either to my displeasure. So I dress-dried. I grabbed the brush before I walked out the door. Sitting in the corner of the room, since I had broken the chair on Renkon's head earlier, I began to brush my hair with the brush. My hair was so long, much longer then it used to be during the fall. It was at least down to my waist, its small curls going every which a way. I hated my hair down though, that's why I always wear it in a braid, sometimes a pony tail if I got a strong enough scrunchie. I had always loved my hair though, it had the most weirdest color combination. From first look, it looked like a light brown. But looking again you can see streaks of blonde here and there, natural blonde too. Looking even closer on could see just a bit of red mixed in. My eyes were kinda like that too. First look it's a cloudy blue, but looking closer one can see a mixture of green and gray with the blue, with just a small hint of brown. I'm weird and I know it. That's why I'm nothing special, so that makes me ask�Why me? Renkon came in about a few hours later. My hair was about half dry and still down in small tangles. He looked at me, I could feel his eyes all over me. I looked down, knowing what was going on in that little perverted head of his. Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex. God...men these days... "Are you ready?" he asked as he headed towards his bedroom door. He glanced back at me over his shoulder to see if I was flowing, his tail low and curled at the bottom. He growled when he saw me still in my little corner. "Come on, I'm not waiting all night." He, again as usual was getting annoyed with me because I wasn't doing what he wanted. Tough. When I still didn't move he stormed over and grabbed me hard by the upper part of my arm, making bruises and roughly pulling me up to his face. He then dragged me into his room and threw me onto his bed. The bed wasn't like the beds back home, it was more like a futon but with pillow upon pillows surrounding it and thick blankets. I rubbed my arm to dim the pain from the bruises that he made. He grunted, noting my weakness but paying no other heed. He began to take off his armor and boots, laying beside the bed. His gloves he took off and layed them on a small table near a port window, although I couldn't see anything out of the window cause he had some sort of covering over it. He pulled the shirt of his battle suit off and tossed it to the side. For the first time, I could see how well belt he actually was. Man, doesn't take a break from the gym does he? He then pressed himself down on me. I tried to pull away from him. He growled softly, "Woman, either you are going to be still or I'm going to have to restrain you." I stilled, looking away. He moved up further, kissing my throat gently. I cringed, trying not to think, closing my eyes tightly. He glanced up at me, his tail sliding up and down my thigh. He nuzzled into the crook of my neck and shoulder. My pulse quickened, nervousness washing over me like a tilde wave making unable to think, just feel... Suddenly he opened his mouth, pressing the sharp canines against the tender flesh of my throat. He bit me! I couldn't believe the little basterd bit me! Then again, he bit her harder, making my scream in pain. He lapped at the wound he created, wincing as I screamed in his ear. He snorted. Pausing to glare at me, but I paid him no mind, only continued to pry at the pain on my neck and the whole ordeal. I whimpered slightly, trying not to break down in a mass of tears. He glared down at me, then pressed his mouth over mine, muffling my whimpering and getting my attention. I continued to whimper my eyes closed again. He then released me and glared down. Maybe he would stop, and leave me alone. But my fears deepened as he slid the pants of his battle suit off, releasing himself from its strains. I sniffled, turning my head away from him. He paid no attention to me, only taking that moment to rip away my clothes, my shirt ripping a little and my bra snapping. I yelped, my eyes opening once more. I shivered from the coldness of the room and my nakedness. He put all his attention to my now bare body. He growled again, although sounding almost like a purr and not as threatening as his others. Running his hands down my small form. He noted the small bruises on my arm from earlier. "You fought even though you had no chance of winning." He smirked, "I am impressed." His hand rode up my thigh, making me shiver, he purred against my throat. He pushed my legs apart, and pressed himself between them. Much to his displeasure that got me screaming again. "No! Please, Renkon, please stop!" He sighed, glaring at me. "Woman, stop your damn sniveling and crying!" He growled, his tail tangling around my legs making me wince. "Have I harmed you yet?" I shook my head, tears streaming down my cheeks. "Then stop you balling, woman, I'm not going to hurt you as long as you stop your crying." He was loosing his patience and knew if I stopped him again, he would end up hurting me. I whimpered as I felt his hardness pressed into my virgin entrance. He lowered himself onto me, allowing his chest to press against mine. He rose up just enough to position himself against me as I sucked in air, knowing what he was about to do. "Don't hold your breath," he whispered, smiling cruelly. Sharply, he thrust into me, screaming as the pain shout through me. My screams echoed in his chambers, making his ears ring. He cupped his hand over my mouth this time; he wasn't going to let my damn screaming stop his enjoyment. He began to move slowly, my screams having died down to whimpers and yelps of pain. He was slow, not only for me but himself. He held his breath, trying to pick up pace without loosing control. Damn the basterd, he started moving faster, his thrusts intensifying to what he figured I could handle. My cries became softer, and only hinted with pain. I tried not to think, only tried to go with the flow, otherwise I was afraid of him hurting me more. He bit me again, but not as hard, or so I think. I was drowning in the pleasure of him. He propped himself up on the bed, thrusting down into me, growling softly. He couldn't hold back I saw, he could only growl and curse as he reached a release. He panted, still holding himself up above me while, I, on the other hand, clung to him, trembling against him, trying to catch my breath. He fell unable to hold himself any longer. He took the time to untangle himself from me, then picked himself up a bit to keep himself from crushing me. He decided to roll off of me and placed his back to me. I couldn't move at the time and stayed put, holding back another fall of tears. He yawned and stretched a bit. I shivered from the cold and the experience. He turned enough to look at me, noting that I was cold and in slight, more or so, pain. Sighing, he turned around and moved towards me, barely touching but just enough so that I could feel his ki for warmth. I sighed a slowly snuggled closer for warmth, I was half asleep with exhaustion and ready to pass out. He shrugged, seeing no harm in it. To my surprise, instead of pushing me away like I thought, his arms encircled me, his tail finding its way around my waist. I tensed but then slowly relaxed. I yawned, letting sleep claim me.
