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Strange Happenings At Midnight Carnage Chapter 9 by Fair Drea A door slammed against the wall of her cell. The sound was muted and scarcely distinguishable as an actual noise in her pain fogged brain. Drea could hear voices, or rather a voice. Her mind was just hearing the echo of the voice, making it sound as if more then one person was in the room with her. The voice sounded so far away though. Hands grabbed her by her hair, roughly dragging her to her feet. The blonde came to groggily, opening her eyes and glaring at the ugly bearded guard who held her. "What the hell did you do?" he demanded in a gravely voice. His large arms bulged as they shook her savagely. Drea bit down hard on her lip, trying to force away the blinding pain. Her lips curved up in a disdainful smirk worthy of the Saiyan Prince himself. "Wouldn't you like to know?" she croaked. His beady brown eyes narrowed. "I'll teach you, stupid tramp." He muttered. He pulled his fist back and Drea braced herself for the blow. His fist connected hard with her cheekbone. Although the man hit nowhere near as hard as 17, she still stumbled back hitting the wall, feeling each stone dig into her back like a dagger. She was far too weak and exhausted to fight back. The taste of blood coated her tongue bitterly. When the man came at her again she spat in his face, smiling with grim satisfaction as the bloody glob smacked against his pockmarked forehead. The man stared at her with his mouth gaping. "You..you bitch!" he bellowed, grabbing for the laser gun at his hip. Drea slumped against the wall. This was it. This was her end. She knew there was no way her body would make it though being shot at with a weapon like that. She lifted her stark gaze to the livid guard, silently daring him to finish her off but something behind him caught her attention. Her blue eyes went wide as they locked with those of her sister. Jen stood in the hallway, her shoulders tight with anger, her green eyes blazing. She nodded to Drea and took a step back, her body shadowed in the darkness of the hall. She raised a hand in front of her. Energy charged the air and Jen gave her sister a feral grin. Drea returned it. "What the hell are you smiling at?!" The guard barked, oblivious to Jen's presence. Drea chuckled mirthlessly. "Sorry buddy." She murmured in a low, cold voice. "But I'm not the one dying today. You are." She had a split second to enjoy his dumbfounded expression then she threw herself as far to the side as her chains would allow just as Jen's fatal blast ripped into the guards back and slammed him against the damp brick wall. Drea stared at the lifeless corps. She felt dizzy and weak. Nausea wrapped itself around her and she turned her head away, willing herself not to be sick. "Drea?" Jen called out, fear lacing her voice. The blonde looked up and immediate tears of relief filled her eyes. "Jen.." She cried softly. Jen quickly went to her, kneeling down and pulling Drea's shaking body into her arms. "You..you made it." Drea said her voice muffled against Jen's shoulder. Jen rubbed her sisters back in slow comforting circles, taking care to avoid the places where her body had been brutally lashed. "Of course I made it honey. There's no way in hell I was going to let my sister die. Just hold tight okay?" She moved back and brushed Drea's dirty hair out of her face. "The others will be here soon." Drea moved, shifting to lean back against the sagging bed behind her and the silence of the room was broken by the sound of chains grating against metal. Startled, Jen looked down at Drea's wrists. The circular bands were still there with chains attached, holding Drea an unwilling prisoner. The skin beneath was an angry red color, scratched and bruised from obvious attempts to remove them. Using her thoughts, conveniently linked to Vegeta's through their bond, she called for her mate and turned her attention back to the silver cuffs. "I'm going to get these things off of you." Drea nodded mutely and extended her arms before her. "Please do." Summoning up just enough power to break through the glorified bracelets, Jen worried her bottom lip with her teeth. "I apologize in advance if I end up hurting you." She muttered, and then released two miniscule ki blasts. Her aim was true and the cuffs fell free, clattering harmlessly to the stone floor. Drea sighed in relief and rubbed the chaffed skin on her wrists. "God, I hate those things." She muttered dryly. She lifted her bright blue gaze to her sister. "Jen. We have to get off of this island before those psychos figure out you're here." "Well, it's a bit late for that hun." Drea tried to push herself up. Seeing she was failing miserably, Jen helped her, taking one of her dirt caked hands in her own and pulling the weak Saiyan to her feet. Drea swayed slightly, lifting a hand to her forehead. "They're going to blow this entire place." "Not if I do it first." A voice grumbled from the doorway. Vegeta stepped into the room, critically looking Drea over. His eyes took on a frightening light of severity as his gaze moved over her beaten form. He approached her slowly, digging into his jeans pocket for something unknown. "Here imp, eat this. It will heal you." He handed her a small bean then smirking added, "You look like shit." Drea opened her mouth, a ready retort on the tip of her tongue when she realized what he had just called her. "You..you called me imp." She whispered. "You got your memories back!" Vegeta's smirk softened. "Yes. Now hurry up and eat that so we can get out here." Drea smiled and popped the bean in her mouth, chewing the tasteless morsel and swallowing it. Immediately her ki increased. The smaller cuts and bruises began to close and fade but the larger wounds stayed open. She drew a shuddering breath. "It..it's not enough." "We'll leave the rest up to Sere. I'm sure she'd be more then happy to help you." Jen said. Drea nodded slowly. "Where's Goku?" "I'm right here." Drea's head shot up and she was immediately lost in deep onyx eyes. Her heart beat wildly and her breath left her in a sudden rush as tears of joy collected in her eyes. Never in her life had she felt the kind of happiness that she was feeling at this moment. "Hey." Goku said, his voice thick with emotion, eyes bright with unshed tears. Releasing a tiny sob, Drea flung herself into his waiting arms, crying as the closed around her in a sweet, protective embrace. She clung tightly to him, refusing to think about anything other then the man holding her. "I missed you so much." Goku whispered, placing feather light kisses upon her neck. His body trembled as he tried to hold back the tears of relief. She was okay. "I missed you too. God how I missed you." Drea murmured back, pulling away to press her lips to his. She tasted salt; the salt of her tears, and of his. "I love you Goku." She said against his lips, wishing the moment would last forever. Jen smiled and leaned against Vegeta, happy to see her friend reunited. "We should probably get the others and leave," Vegeta suggested, wrapping his arm around her waist. Jen nodded. She hated to break them up, really she did but Vegeta had a point. She cleared her throat loudly and the couple reluctantly broke the embrace, turning to face her. "We should leave. The others are waiting. Can you walk on your own?" She asked Drea. Goku's expression turned to one of confusion as he looked at Jen. "Why wouldn't she be able to walk?" he asked, turning to face Drea for an answer. His eyes were much more adjusted to the darkness of the room then they had been when he had first entered the small cell, enabling him to see the deep welts on her arms and legs, the blood that stained her plaid pajama pants, the dirt and bruises that seamed to cover her honey colored skin. His blood ran cold and his fist clenched in fury. "Is he still here?" His voice was deathly calm. Drea went to Goku and placed her hands gently on either side of his face. "Not now sweetie. We have to get out of here. They're going to destroy this entire Island." Goku's eyes softened as he looked down at her. "Can you walk?" She shook her head. "Not fast enough to keep up with you guys." As soon as the words left her mouth she found herself gently cradled in Goku's arms. They left the cell, much to Drea's relief, and made their way quickly through the dark hallways. Shouts echoed faintly around them often accompanied by the distant sound of explosions. Someone had been alerted. The four Saiyans came to a section where the hallway split off in two directions. "It's this way, isn't it?" Jen asked, indicating to the right. Just then, the wall in front of them exploded. Dust and chunks of brick went flying and Goku and Vegeta used their bodies to protect the girls from the flying debris. Second passed and Vegeta looked up, a smirk crossing his arrogant features. "Well..that was convenient." Goku smiled. "No, that was Gohan," he said, lifting into the air and flying through the massive hole. What greeted them on the other side was a battleground littered with the charred remains of the strange creatures that had "welcomed" them to the island. "Oh gross." Jen muttered, flying over the mess of bodies. They lay everywhere, a black sea of endless mutated corpses. "And I'm all of a sudden glad that I was inside," Drea commented with a humorless laugh. They spotted the rest of their group several yards away. They were standing in a long line, each scout, including Gohan, facing a different direction and watching the back of the person beside them. Guards with sunken in faces and liquid sulfur eyes surrounded them, swinging their weapons and shouting with bloodlust. "Oh my god." Jen muttered, astounded by the massive group of walking dead. "Where the hell did they all come from?!" Drea stared grimly at the grotesque forms. "You don't recognize them?" "No! How would I?" "It's Beryl's Army." Jen did a double take and whipped around to scan the crowd of decaying bodies. Her eyes widened in horror. "No...but how?!" Drea shook her head. "They've been brought back to life. They're basically like walking zombies with the ability to speak what's left of their minds. I'll explain more later. They're attacking." The four Saiyan's watched in morbid fascination as the guards surged forward. They felt the Ki signatures of the scouts and Gohan increase as they powered up. The ground trembled, but whether it was from the pounding of feet or the steadily growing energy, they could not tell. The guards drew dangerously close and the group of earth's hero's cried out, each releasing their own respective attack. Brilliant colors exploded around them, filling the sky with their blinding intensity. The four hovering in the sky shielded their eyes, bracing themselves against the force of the combined attacks. When the light faded and the dust cleared, blown aside by a strong gust of wind, there was nothing. The enemy had been obliterated. Goku, Vegeta and Jen descended to join the smug group, congratulating them on their victory. Gohan was the first to recognize the girl in his father's arms. It was difficult for him to tell who it was through all of the dirt and blood. "Drea?!" he yelped in shock, not believing what he saw. Drea smiled tiredly and raised her arm in a pitiful half wave. "Hi Gohan." "What happened to you?" Serena cried, pushing her way through her Senshi to her beloved guardian with her pigtails flying crazily behind her. "Oh, you're hurt. Those jerks did all of this to you?" she asked, wringing her hands. Drea shook her head dismissively. "That doesn't matter right now. We have to get off of this island before they destroy it with us on it." "Yeah. Everyone do as I instructed you at the house. We need to-." "Oh the drama," a voice reeking of boredom shouted, cutting Goku off in mid-sentence. "Very nice light show. I'm impressed, honestly. But now? Now you're just wasting your time." They all turned to see 17 and his mystery woman floating above them, their forms mere shadows due to the light from the enormous blood red sphere suspended in the dark skies. 17 graced them with a malicious smile. The hand he used to steady the attack twitched anxiously. "Hurry Goku," He growled, bringing his arm down swiftly. "Shit," Vegeta muttered softly. Where had 17 even come up with the ability to create a blast like that? He would bet anything that his little friend had helped him out. Grabbing Jen around the waist, he hauled her supple body against his and placed a hand on Goku's shoulder. "We'll deal with them later Kakarott." Goku nodded and placed tow fingers to his forehead. Seeing that everyone was ready, he quickly used his Instant transmission technique to bring them back to their house in the tranquil woods. Immediately, Jen took control of the situation. She went to Goku's side and looked down at her sister, pushing her dirty blonde hair out of her shadowed eyes. "Put her on the couch. Serena, go with them please." Serena followed the tall Saiyan and his son into the living room and Jen turned to Ami and Mina. "Will you two please check on the kids?" "Sure," they said, de-transforming and disappearing down the hallway. Amara, Michelle and Hotaru left moments later, providing no explanation. No one really expected one. They knew they would be back when they were needed. They had a funny way of showing up just in time. Lita went to the kitchen, leaving Jen standing with Rei and Vegeta. "Now what?" Rei asked softly, her nervous gaze settling on Jen. The raven haired Saiyan sighed softly, dragging her hands through her silky mane. "Right now I just want to make sure Drea's okay." Rei smiled in understanding and wrapped an arm around Jen's shoulders, hugging her. "Serena will take care of Drea. Don't worry. But I really think we should come up with some sort of plan. I don't know if you guys have gone up against anything like this before," she said skeptically, directing most of her comment towards Vegeta, "but we haven't." Jen's expression turned thoughtful. She looked up at her lover, her heart catching as it always did when she was around him. "What do you think hun? Any ideas?" "One," He answered simply. His eyes searched hers. It was almost as if he was..sizing her up. Before Jen had a chance to get her temper riled he spoke again. "In the living room." With an exchange of bewildered looks, Rei and Jen followed Vegeta. Serena was just finishing healing Drea with the silver crystal under the watchful eyes of Goku and Gohan. Drea took up the length of the couch, her head resting against Goku's legs. A warm glow encircled her, erasing the bruises and sealing the gaping cuts. Her brow furrowed and a second later the glow subsided, leaving her fully healed. Jen quickly crossed the floor and sat beside Serena on the square shaped table, catching the blonde princess as she started to fall back in exhaustion. "You did well, your highness." A frown curved Serena's pink lips. "Don't call me that. I'm no one's highness yet." She closed her eyes and Jen knew she was out. She chuckled softly and looked up at Gohan who was standing beside the couch. "Will you put her in the chair please?" Gohan nodded. He easily lifted the petite girl and transported her to the chair. "Is she okay?" "Yeah. The crystal drained her. She just needs rest." "I'm really glad she learned that trick," Drea murmured from her spot on the couch. "You and me both hun." Jen took one of her sister's hands. "How do you feel?" Drea shrugged. "I'm okay. A little sore but that's about it." "I hope you're hungry too," Lita said, coming onto the room carrying a tray stacked with food. She eyes the three males warily. In the few days she had spent there she had come to know the insatiable appetite of the Saiyan's quite well, and it was a hell of a thing to keep up with. "This is for Drea. Make your own food if you're hungry." Surprisingly enough, none of them argued. Drea lightly voiced her thanks, sitting up with a small amount of effort and taking the tray from Lita. She wasn't all that hungry but it was; after all, Lita's cooking. She'd be crazy to turn down something so delicious. "Has anyone figured out yet what we're going to do?" the leggy brunette asked as she sat beside Drea. Rei came around the couch to join them while Vegeta and Gohan opted to remain standing. "Better question. Does anyone know who the hell that woman is?" Jen's eyes bored into those of her sisters, knowing full well that she knew whom the mysterious female was. Drea sighed and set the tray of food aside giving Lita an apologetic look. Then she leaned back against Goku, drawing strength from his silent support. Feeling more tired then she ever had in her life, she began to relay all that she knew. "When Beryl lay siege on the Moon Kingdom she sent her strongest General, the one she trusted above all others, to kill off the Princess while she dealt with the Queen. But..we got in her way." "We?" Jen interrupted. "You mean you and me?" "Yes. She..tried to kill Serena, but we got to her before she could do anything. She asked me if I could remember her, but I couldn't. We..we- ." "Did what you had to do to protect your friends and your home," Goku finished softly for her. Drea turned her head and smiled up at him, her eyes warm with love. "Unfortunately she doesn't see it that way sweetie, or.." She paused and her brows lowered over her crystalline eyes. "She wasn't programmed to see it that way." "Anyone else lost?" Jen asked with a smirk. "I'm sorry. I know it's confusing." Drea cast an anxious glance at the sleeping Princess. She hated bringing up the past, mostly because it involved the death of Serena's mother. "When Serenity made her wish to send us all to a new dimension Beryl also made a wish. She wished to send the General, Alleona, to earth with us. We weren't successful in killing her. She was sent to earth, clinging to the last threads of her life and that's how 17 found her. Then he rebuilt her." She shuddered visibly and continued to tell them the extent of their dilemma. "Two fucking androids?! And one with mystical powers!?" Vegeta growled incredulously. "Technically three," Goku supplied, trying to sound cheerful but failing miserably. "Shut up Kakarott." Jen perked up and gaped at Goku. "What do you mean there's three?" "18. She's 17's "sister" but she's married to Krillin now so she's on our side," He explained. Jen shook her head. Lord, her mind was numb. It was too much. The kidnapping, the guards, the androids..it was just too much. "Vegeta, what was your plan?" she asked, wanting the conversation to be done with so that she could be in bed, cuddled up next to her Prince. "We'll talk about it later, after you and Drea have rested," Vegeta replied with a smirk. The only one who saw the suggestiveness behind his grin was Jen. Footsteps sounded in the hall, followed by hushed voices. Mina and Ami entered the room. Trunks was beside them rubbing the sleep from his eyes and Goten was behind Mina, fearfully clinging to her skirt. "Sorry. These little guys were wide-awake and wanted to come down. I think Goten missed somebody," Mina said, placing her hand on Goten's head. The little boy's eyes widened and he coward further behind the perky blonde. Confused, Drea turned to Goku who shrugged, looking as perplexed as she was. Facing the tiny Saiyan she smiled. "What's wrong Goten?" The little boy inched forward when he spoke and she had to strain her ears to hear his plaintive voice. "I'm sorry." Drea's brows knit together. "You're sorry? But why?" "I'm sorry I got you hurt." She gasped. A lump formed in her throat and she thought for a moment that she might cry. "Oh Goten," She whispered hoarsely. "Come here sweetie." He came out from hiding and crossed the room, keeping his eyes on the floor. When he reached Drea she leaned down and picked him up. She placed her small burden in her lap and brushed his wild hair from his forehead. "Goten, look at me." He raised his mournful onyx eyes to hers and she cradled his face lovingly with her hand. "What happened to me is in no way your fault. I don't ever want you to think that it was, okay?" Goten hesitated, once again averting his eyes. "But I left you with him. I should have done something," He cried softly. Drea wrapped her arms around the child, hugging his little body to her own. "You did sweetheart. You got your daddy. And besides, look at me." She held him at arms length. "I'm fine. Not a scratch on me, see?" Goten cocked his head curiously. "You have blood on your shirt." Her smile faltered. "The point is, Goten, this was not your fault." She pressed a kiss to his head and held him close once again. "Please don't blame yourself for this," She whispered. Goten sniffled and cuddled against her. "Okay." He replied, his voice slightly muffled by the fabric of her shirt. "We missed you. Especially daddy." Drea laughed and looked up at Goku, pleased to see the older man blushing. "I know he did." She murmured. "Alright kiddo, time for bed." Goku said, plucking his son out of Drea's lap despite his grumbles of protest. "That goes for you as well Trunks." Vegeta said. "But daaaad. I'm not even tired." Vegeta crossed his arms and arched a brow. "Alright then. If you want to stay here with a bunch of females that's your own choice." Then he turned and arrogantly strode out of the room. Trunks' face turned a violent shade of red as he stared around the room of smiling girls. Jen laughed at his horrified expression and ruffled his lavender hair. "Go to bed Trunks." The boy heaved a grateful sigh and took off after his father. ~Your son's going to bed.~ she said to Vegeta through their bond. ~Good. Now it's your turn. Get your ass in here woman.~ ~My, my..aren't we demanding? I'll be there in a few. Keep your pants on..or don't.~ She tried to keep the indulgent smile off her face as she looked at her friends. Vegeta's low seductive laugh made it almost impossible to do so, but she managed. She saw Gohan shifting nervously beside the couch. Now why hadn't he left yet? Her curiosity grew even more when she saw the way he kept glancing at Ami. 'Ah, even amidst the hardest times, love finds a way.' She thought wistfully. "Gohan, aren't you going to bed?" Startled the demi-Saiyan jerked his gaze away from the petite genius. "I was ah..going to camp out on the roof and keep watch. I'm not really tired anymore." "What a great idea," Jen said, hoping she didn't sound overenthusiastic. "Ame's, why don't you keep him company? You were just saying how after a night like tonight you couldn't possibly sleep." "But I-." Drea quickly cut off the stammering girl, catching on to what Jen was doing. "Jen's right. Go on Ami. Alert us if you see anything out of the ordinary. Here," She picked up the blanket lying over the back of the couch and tossed it to Ami, "have fun kids!" With one last unsure glance, Ami stood and walked over to Gohan. She took the arm he offered her with a shy smile and the two left the room. The door shut and Drea laughed, shaking her head. "You're evil Jen." Jen smiled. "I know. But I'm so good at it." "I think you're brilliant," Rei said, also grinning ear-to-ear form Jen's little stunt. "Those two are so shy. And Amy has been grudgingly admitting her attraction for him over the week. They're so cute together!" She pushed herself up off the couch and went to the cot she had been using to sleep on during their stay at Goku and Vegeta's house. Lita and Mina followed her lead, each exhausted from not only the fight, but the long week spent searching for Drea. "I guess we should get to bed too, huh?" Jen asked. She held out her hand and helped Drea to her feet. "Besides, you really look like you could use it." Drea smiled tiredly as they turned and walked out of the room and into the hallway. "Thanks." "I meant to ask you something. I guess now's a better time then any." Jen stopped walking and regarded her sister inquisitively. "You spent all that time sleeping in a bed with Goku and you guys never.." Drea's face turned bright pink and she turned her gaze from Jen's. She knew what the raven-haired beauty was implying. She and Goku had never slept together. They hadn't mated. "No," She admitted softly. "Why?" "I guess because we were too tired and too shy. It would be my first time Jen. I was just a little..scared I guess." She stopped talking and her brows drew down over her eyes. "How did you know?" Jen smiled softy. "If you would have bonded we would have found you in no time. Goku would have known exactly where you were at." "Oh." Shaking her head, Jen gave her sister a shove in the direction of Goku's bedroom. "Wha.what are you doing?" Drea asked. "You're going to get your ass in there and make that man yours! You two were meant to be together and you both know it." Drea laughed, trying to silence Jen by placing a finger to her mouth. "Alright, alright," She muttered. "But I play seductress only after a shower." "Take him in the shower with you," Jen said winking and leaving Drea at the door while she continued to walk down the hall to her own mate's room. Drea sighed and put her hand on the doorknob. Her stomach fluttered anxiously as she pushed the door open, walking as silently as she could into the dark bedroom. His chuckle filled the silence. "I could have smelled you coming a mile away Drea." The blonde's heart leapt into her throat and she turned to face Goku. He was sitting on the edge of the bed in a pair of jeans. He wore no shirt and the sight of his washboard stomach and muscular upper body took her breath away. A nervous laugh escaped her lips and she picked at her blood stained pajama pants. "Well, I have been in a cell for almost a week. I must smell horrible." Goku shook his head. "That's not what I was talking about," He said quietly. Drea clasped her hands together to keep them from shaking. So much for playing seductress. She didn't even have a clue as to what she was doing. "Um..I'm going to take a shower." She turned away from him, pulling her courage together. She was going to need it for what she was about to say. She took a deep breath. "I don't suppose..you would like to join me?" The silence was deafening. She screwed up her face, feeling like she had overstepped her boundaries. Seconds passed and still he didn't answer. She was about ready to apologize for being so straight forward when strong arms wrapped around her from behind. She let out a yelp of surprise. "Like I could say no to you," Goku whispered near her ear, causing pleasurable shivers to course down her spine. He carried her into the bathroom, set her on her feet and closed the door. When he turned to face her she could see the fire burning in the ebony depths of his eyes. Something inside her stirred, something wild and uncontrollable. If it were anyone else she would have been terrified but oddly enough, she felt completely comfortable with the foreign sensations. He watched her intently as he reached for her, curling his fingers around the hem of her tank top and slowly dragging it up and over her head. She was wearing no bra. Why should she be? When she had been taken she had been ready to go to bed. The cold air hit her breasts and her nipples hardened, demanding his attention. His hands caressed her slowly, carefully, almost as if he were afraid of hurting her. She couldn't stop the tiny moan that passed through her lips as his explorations became less gentle. Her anxiety had long since vanished and she stepped forward, wrapping her arms around his neck and tilting her head up for his kisses that she had missed so much. When his lips came down on hers she almost cried from the sheer pleasure of being able to touch him once again. His mouth moved slowly over hers. Then came his tongue, shyly seeking entrance. Her lips parted for him and his tongue swept in to claim her. Goku wrapped his arms tightly around her, afraid to that if he let her go for one second she would disappear and this would all be a dream. Emotions he had never felt before swamped him. He felt the sting of tears and let them fall, not ashamed that the one woman he loved would see his weakness for her. He broke away and looked down at her, not surprised to see tears glistening on her flushed cheeks. "I wish we would have done this earlier. I know it sounds bad but.." He reached up and ran his fingers lovingly over her cheek. "I just never want to loose you again. I was afraid-." Drea cut him off, placing her fingers over his lips and giving him a watery smile. "Please..let's not talk about that. Just love me Goku," She whispered. With a groan he pulled her to him and his lips slanted over her, claiming not only her mouth but also her very soul. His hands pushed her pajama pants over her hips and down her long legs. The fabric pooled at her feet and she stepped out of it, pressing her body close to his. She wanted him, needed him so much that it hurt. Reaching down, she unbuttoned his jeans and slid them over his trim waist. His arousal pressed against her stomach and she gasped. Once again he broke the kiss and smiled sweetly down at her. "You wanted a shower," He said, moving to the tub and turning the water on. The water ran for a while and a misty steam rose up, clouding the small room. After adjusting the temperature he turned on the shower and returned to Drea who stood patiently waiting. He brushed the hair from her face and kissed her once. Then he removed her simple blue panties. Realizing that she was now completely naked to his roaming eyes, Drea started to feel shy again. She moved her arms to cover herself. Goku grabbed her arms and shook his head. "Don't. You're beautiful Drea," He murmured. "I'm not the only one," She said breathlessly. Goku grinned sheepishly and picked her up. The water hit her and she sighed as the warm liquid ran over her, the heat seeping into her and relaxing her aching muscles. She watched as Goku removed his boxers, not bothering to hide her curiosity as she took in the sight of him. What did she have to be ashamed of? Goku stepped into the tub behind her. His hands came around her, caressing her from the sensitive sides of her thighs up to her stomach, just skimming the curls that hid her femininity. Drea sucked in a breath and dropped her head back against his broad shoulder. Heat pooled in her stomach and something curled pleasantly, coiling slowly within her. Goku took a bar of soap from the ledge and started to run it over her body, removing the dirt and blood from her skin. His hands moved slowly, the tips of his fingers skimming her flesh just so. Tingling sensations shot through her. When he was done he turned her to face him. His eyes devoured her hungrily; the light reflected in them that had only been a small flicker before now a raging inferno. Drea's tongue darted out to lick her lips and a flicker of a smile crossed his face. He used a hand to tilt her head back under the running water then ran his hands through her hair, tenderly working out the knots. He washed her hair, rinsing it free of the dirt that had embedded itself into the silky strands. Once finished he gave into the lust clawing at him and dug his fingers into her hair. He tilted her head back and brought his mouth down on hers, kissing her once again. It was like he couldn't get enough of her. Her taste drove him mad, made him want more then just simple kissing. Going only on instinct his hand lowered over her abdomen and went further, caressing her in the most intimate way. She moaned into his mouth and moved against his hand. Her fingers tightened on his shoulders and her nails bit into his skin. It only heightened his excitement. He brushed his thumb erotically against the sensitive bud, surprised that he even knew what he was doing and she threw her head back, crying out his name and shuddering as pleasure made her it's captive. When the waves subsided, Drea collapsed against him breathing heavily. Goku chuckled, feeling very proud of himself. But they weren't done yet. Not even close. He turned the water off and grabbed a towel from the rack against the wall. After drying them both off he tossed the towel on the counter and bent to pick Drea up. He carried her, cradled in his arms to the bedroom. He wanted to take her now and she wasn't exactly making it easy for him to resist temptation. Her tail stroked the back of his thigh languidly and the heated skin of her breast pressed against him. Goku laid her on the bed and stared down at her for a moment. He still could not believe that she was here. What if their enemy had never come? Then he would never know her. He would never know the love of the most amazing woman he had ever laid eyes on. He lay down beside her and she stared at him with wide, passion filled blue eyes. Goku cradled the side of her face in his palm and rested his forehead against hers. "I love you Drea." He whispered. Her smile was radiant as she gazed up at him. "And I love you Goku. I always will." She reached up and pulled his face down to hers, claiming his lips in a soul consuming kiss. Drea moved her hands between them, closing her fingers around his large shaft and pulling a pained hiss from his lips. "Did I hurt you?" she asked softly, knowing that she hadn't come even close to hurting him. Quite the opposite actually. Goku chuckled and shook his head. "No," he said, groaning and dropping his head against her shoulder as her hand moved erotically over him. Soon it became too much for him to handle. He gently pushed her arm away and kissed her again, moving over her and positioning himself between her legs. He brushed damp strands of hair from her face and looked down into her passion glazed eyes anxiously. "I don't want to hurt you." Drea shook her head, her lips curving up in a cat-like smile. "You wont hurt me. We were made to be together." With that said, she wrapped her strong legs around his waist and pulled him down. Goku was stronger then her and was able to keep himself form entering her to quickly. Her slick heat welcomed him, closed in around him and he closed his eyes, forcing himself to move slowly. When he reached resistance he kissed her hard and thrust into her, swallowing her cry of pleasure. He stayed still for a moment, allowing her body to adjust to his. Then he began to move, slowly at first, still afraid that he was hurting her. Drea felt the thing inside of her coil tighter and she knew she needed more. She needed fulfillment. She needed him. She started moving faster, demanding that his body move with hers. Her nails dug into his back. Soft cries escaped her lips. His passionate cries echoed in her ear, filling her head and feeding the flames that already seemed to be overwhelming her. Goku never thought it could be like this. He had no idea that making love to such a responsive woman could be so enjoyable. He was lost to the moment. His lips moved over her neck and opened. He could feel that she was almost to her peak and he grabbed her hips, thrusting deep and sinking his teeth into the flesh of her neck. She cried out his name, her legs tightening around him and he joined her seconds later, giving into oblivion. His hoarse cry of release was music to her ears. Her teeth grazed along his neck and she completed the bond, breaking his skin with her teeth and feeling his blood on her tongue. It should have been barbaric, but to her it was the most romantic feeling in the world. The bond was complete. They were one, now and forever. [ Previous | Next Chapter ] |
