Control
By: Rena "Sama" / 'the
light'
7-15-01
Part III
NNGghh.." a sound of pain gurgles past my
lips.
The pain...
The searing pain in my shoulder from Isshinron's
punishing horns. I guess he really was fed up with my touching games. My new
powers had long since faded with the beating I took. Only my tail remains.
Our power wasn't enough.
We weren't enough.
Ugh..kami the pain..
But the ache in my arm is nothing compared to
the one in my chest.
"Ka..karotto.." I breathe...my voice
just above a whisper.
He's gone.
That asshole of a dragon saw to that. I couldn't
believe my eyes when Isshinron had dealt the final, crushing blow. I saw the
one I love and have chased for so many years fall to the ground with a lifeless
thud. His eyes were blank and unseeing before they closed. Maybe forever. I saw
the beautiful light that was always with him and my chances of ever truly being
happy fade to nothing.
***
"Tousan! Minna! We should go! Rethink out
strategy, and fight another day! There's nothing we can do here!! my son yells
and flies off in a hurry. I linger a few moments longer. He's gone... and there
are no more dragon balls to bring him back. The others speed away with Buruuma
and Chichi in tow. But I stay.
"It can't end like this....it
can't!" I say to myself. "I'm going back! I'm going to avenge
him...if it's the last thing I do with my life!' This time I say it loud enough
for everyone to hear. No one moves to stop me. But Gohan, Goten and my son come
to join me instead. Good. Even determined, I'm going to need their help.
***
I'll never get what I want. I choke back a sob.
"K..kakarotto...help me. Give me the power
to save the world..!" I rasp..my voice nearly gone. Giving up all hope, I
look down into the crater I've landed in. The same one where Kakarotto was
blasted into. The dragon slowly approaches me. At least I'll die in
battle...near the one I love. Maybe we'll be together in the afterlife. But a
gleam of light catches my eye.
Masaka!!
A chuckle filled with relief and joy comes from
me.
"I see you've finally lost your mind"
the dragon says smirking. I lost it long ago when I fell for the no class baka.
Ha..the fool's time is up. "Hn...asshole!
Now it's you who will die at our hands!" I say confidently.
"NANI!?!"
Then, as if on cue, Kakarotto rises slowly out
of the crater wielding a massive genki dama. Energy, not just from us or the
Earth, but the entire universe. I'm overjoyed to see him alive and well. His
young but handsome face bathed in the light of the power that will save us all.
Like he always does, and always will.
+++
Kakarotto is victorious
Was there ever any doubt?
Maybe now, for once in a long, long time, we can
lead normal lives. The strongest foe we could ever faced has been beaten. My
love is alive when I thought he was dead for good. What could go wrong?
+++
"Let's go Gokuu.." the dragon's deep
voice commands. "Hai!" he says cheerfully. -'GO!?' Go where!-I am the
first to react to the startling news. "Kakarotto!! Where are you going?!
Kisama! Are you going off to train again?" I demand to know. I only wish
it were that simple now. Before he eve opens his mouth to answer, I know it's
was far worse than that. "I'm going with Shenron" he says happily as
if his words held no weight or importance. "Good-bye everyone! So
long!" Then he looks down at me from his seat on Shenron's nose.
"See ya Bejiita!* "
That was all.
-N..no..don't leave..-
He and the dragon take to the sky...
-Don't leave me...-
..and vanish.
-Don't...go..-
But he'd already left.
'See ya?' was that all he could say to me?!
After all that we'd been through!!
Everyone acts as if nothing were wrong.
"Aww and I was gonna make Gokuu's favorite for dinner" Chichi whines.
"He'll be back" Trunks says. "He's just testing us. To see if we
can rebuild earth without relying on him or the dragon all the time. When we
show that we can do that, he'll be back." Trunks figured. Everyone seems
to accept this. One by one they fly away until only Pan, his whinny
granddaughter and I are left. We know what's really happening. We know he
wouldn't be back for a long, long time. If ever. I turn away from her, away
from everyone so they can't see the pain and despair in my eyes. He may be
alive in reality...but he's dead to me now. "You shouldn't keep that"
I say, watching Pan finger his discarded, blue gi from the corner of my eye as
a tear wells up and spills from it.
As the first tear falls, I know many will
follow. Then...I take to the sky hoping I would vanish too.
+++
Everyone flies back towards home. I fly
aimlessly, in a sorrowful daze. I don't even make it home at all. I just fly
around until my strength leaves me completely and I fall from the sky. A large
cloud of dust and dirt erupts when I collide with the ground and skid to a halt
some seconds later. I don't bother to try to slow my descent, or break my fall.
I just lie there with my face in the grass as sobs rack my body. I cry the
tears I held back while the others were around.
+++
The next few weeks...years..decades; I don't
want to know which; were a blur. I rarely sleep, or I sleep for days. My
appetite has suffered so I rarely eat, or go to another extreme and I cleaned
out the house. I train sporadically. What am I even training for? I guess old
habits never die. Why do I do this day after day? Why do I do anything? To get
stronger? Stronger than who?...there's no one to beat. Not anymore. Probably
not ever again.
"Kakarotto.."
Shit! I choke back a sob as the memories and
damned emotions start flooding back. I thought of him again! I spend so much
time trying to forget him. Trying to purge him from my mind and heart. But it's
like trying to shut out part of my soul. It's impossible. I try to at least
bury my feelings for him hoping both they and him would fade from my mind
forever. It's a futile gesture.
I could never forget him, probably not even
after I die.
I wanted to die when I saw him leave for the
last time. I couldn't just kill myself. Even now my pride wouldn't settle for
anything less than a glorious death. But there are no battles to deliver me
from my daily torment. Only my family can bring me back. I can't just leave
them. I would never want to put anyone through what I endured...what I endure
after he left. I guess in a way that is the one area where I always have
Kakar....him beat. I would never abandon my family as he always had. He may
have been kinder or gentler to them. But all the kindness in the world doesn't
matter much if you're never around.
But, they are gone now. Eventually everyone left
me. Buruuma..gone. Torankusu and Bura just hanging on by a thread. One day
they'll leave me too. At first, I wasn't all that close to the other 'Z'
fighters. Once, they were always just 'Kakarotto's idiot friends' to me. But
they've grown on me over the years. I'm quite fond of them now. It's funny I
spent so much time pushing them, everyone away. Now I'd give anything to have
them back. But one by one, time took it's toll. I feel so empty and alone now,
having outlived them. I miss them. All of them. But the emptiness I feel as the
last of my friends pass away is only a fraction of the anguish I suffer now
that Kakarotto has vanished off the face of the earth.
Now, I've truly lost everything.
For the first time, I actually curse the
saiyajin blood I always boasted so much about. The heritage I was so proud of.
My cells are barely affected by the passage of time. 'Our ki keeps us young' I
remember telling him once. A lot of good that does me now.
Why do humans die so young?
I can't believe I'm over a century old and look
not a day over thirty.
Why must I live so long?
There's nothing for me here.
+++
I stopped training a few weeks ago.
+++
I haven't seen the light of day in a long while
so I open the doors and windows to let in the sunlight and fresh air. Sunlight
always reminds me too much of him. Everything reminds me of him. So I shut my self
away from everything. Spare myself anymore pain.
I just sit at a table near the door with the
light warming my back. My forehead resting on the table's cool, marble surface.
For once I think of nothing at all. Hopefully I'll drift to sleep, and never
wake up. Just before much needed rest claims me, a small sound makes itself
known. I only pick my head up slightly when I notice something blocking the
light. It takes a full minute for my brain to register what I see. A silhouette
of a muscular frame and spiky hair I thought I had long since forgotten.
I spin around suddenly; eyes wide, thoroughly
convinced that I had fallen asleep and my mind concocted this dream.
But I'm wide awake.
"Yo! Bejiita!...Did you miss me?"
The world tilts on a slant, and a loud almost
deafening ring sounds in my head.
I only look at him for a moment longer before
something in me just...
snaps.
He just stands there grinning like the fool he
is. The idiot doesn't even have a chance to blink as I rushed him with the
inhuman, blinding speed I hadn't used in decades. His eyes open in shock
slightly as my fist connects with his jaw and I sends him sailing back out from
where he came. I won't let him hit the ground. I rain punches and kicks down on
him. Punishing him. Making him feel even a fraction of the pain I felt when...
when. I can barely finish the thought. Why did he leave me!? Why?! I can feel
the rage burning and screaming inside my skull. It's the raw, searing anger and
hurt I hadn't felt to this magnitude in so long. Spots swim across my vision.
The little shit finally hits the dirt with a
graceless thud. Wiping away the flow of blood that trickled from his mouth, he
looks up at me confusion and hurt showing clearly in his eyes. Hn. The puppy
dog look won't work on me! You'll pay! Pay for what I went through! My whole
body is quaking with uncontrolled rage.
How could you just leave me...?
I was lost without you!
When the chaos in my mind finally ebbs, I hear a
small noise. I snap back to reality. I'm straddling his chest with my hands
wrapped around his throat. I notice the moisture on my cheeks and watched my
tears roll off of them and fall on the face of the one below me.
"Why......why did you leave..me?"
My voiced sounds so pained and small. My sanity
had returned but my grip didn't loosen. "WHY?!" I yell, demanding an
answer, squeezing again. "Bejiita..? he chokes. I loosen my hold on his
neck a bit so he could explain. Though no excuse would ever be enough.
"I..had to go with Shenron. I had no
choice. I said I would 'see ya' didn't I? I meant that."
'See ya...?' I never thought to take it
literally. Just thought it was another one of his flippant remarks. Like
leaving was so easy because he felt nothing for me.
My anger flares again.
"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW LONG IT'S
BEEN!?!" I scream; my voice cracking. The tears flowing freely now. He
shakes his head as I allow him to breathe comfortably again. I just look at him
in disbelief, my hands still fisted in his shirt. I unclench my teeth. My face
once twisted with fury, slowly smoothes out again. Then I noticed the few
bruises on his face. They do little to mar his beauty.
He's always been beautiful, brainless, and has
never grasped the concept of time.
Some things never change.
"Gomen...Jita" is all he says. All he
-can- say.
I lean down until we are nose to nose and I hold
his face in my hands. "Baka..." I say softly and crush my lips to
his. A frantic kiss, almost bruising in it's intensity. He stiffens in shock at
first, needless to say. But soon his surprise fades and he returns the kiss,
wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close.
I feel my stomach twist and knot. My whole body
begins to tingle. A small keening, high pitch moan is wrenched from me as our
lips touch for the first time. From pleasure or overwhelming emotions of
sadness and relief I don't know. I jam my tongue in his sweet, pliant mouth.
The sensation of his gliding against mine sent shivers down my spine. Then I
moan piteously when the arms around me crushed me to him and he sucks my
tongue, as if trying to devour it. Spots swim across my vision again, but for
an entirely different reason this time. I pressed myself as close to him as
possible. Wanting desperately to be one with him, in every sense of the word.
I should be angry with him. I should be furious
that he's been gone. That and the fact that I don't know if he will stay here
with me, or is this a short visit before he leaves again. This may be the only
chance I ever get.
But all my rage and anxieties fade the instant
our lips touch.
Now I'm drowning in the feel of him, and I don't
ever want to come up for air.
We give in to the desires we'd kept locked away
for so many years.
It feels so good to just let go.
+++
Finally I have him. Finally I can touch him,
feel him. He can feel me. I can consume him, caress him and love him the way I
always wanted. The way he's always wanted. It seems so long and yet only the
blink of an eye I waited. God I couldn't stand another moment of that torment.
He moves to stand up and drags me with him,
never breaking our sweltering kiss. I tangle my fingers in his unruly mop of
hair. He runs his hands down my back until they cup my bum and pull me up off
the ground. Pull me closer so I can have easier access to his delicious mouth.
So I can rub against him. So I can feel how aroused he is. How aroused I've
made him. "Nnnnhh..!" we both groaned in unison and take in a sharp
breath as I buck my hips and writhe against him. My tail coming around to
stroke another. Kakarotto nearly stumbles as he tries to walk towards the house
and pleasure me at the same time.
_No. When you're with me, you give me ALL you
attention!_
So you decide to teleport inside the house
instead.
Once in my bedroom, he throws me down on the bed
and stands over me. Smirking in a rather predatory manner. Sizing me up and
licking his lips as if I were some kind of snack and he was ready to eat me
alive. His thick tail lashing wildly behind him.
_Hn after today you'll be addicted to my touch
and will crave it night and day!_
I smirk back mirroring his expression. He only
held that look for a few seconds then climbed over me. Growling low in his
throat before lying down on top of me, trying to cover every inch of me with
his warm, delectable body. "Unn..Kakarotto.." Grinding against me and
pinning me to the bed as if I would run away.
I would never leave his side. But this is not
what I want.
I want to be in top!
Taking him by surprise I roll him over so that
he's under me. Shock, and flushed arousal are evident on his handsome face. But
he voices no complaint, not that it matters. He left me. He's wronged me. So
now he has to make it up to me. My fellow saiyajin just smiles and waits for me
to continue, cupping my ass again and rubbing lazy circles over it. I arc into
his touch, purring loudly. My quivering tail coiling around his arm. My head
lulls to the side as I almost forget I'm suppose to be taking the lead on our
first joining.
I waste no more time, and rip the clothes off
him, resulting in a startled yelp from the warm body below me. I remember how
badly I wanted to do this once. The annoying cloth is gone, uncovering hot, and
slightly bruised flesh. Wounds I have put there myself. I trace one with my
finger. Then bend down to run my tongue where my hands once were; licking the
sweet, coppery blood from it in apology. He winces and shudders at the same
time. An odd mix of pleasure and pain.
_Don't worry I'll make it up to you_
+++
I knew he would be angry when I came back. He's
always angry when I'm away. I didn't realize how much my being away would hurt
him. I was in total shock when his rage turned to lust and need. The sensation
of his lips crushed against mine was something I've dreamed of for so long.
Wanted for so long. What we both wanted. But we never acted on our desires. No
matter how apparent they were. Society wouldn't accept it. Our wives would
NEVER accept it. But when he finally touched me, kissed me, showed me a glimpse
of what he really wants from me, all my resolve crumbled. My mind is no longer
my own. My body acts on it's own accord. Striving to sate the need that's been
burning me for years.
I feel his velvety tongue sweep across one of my
many new cuts. The cuts he has given me over the years, a result of only being
able to touch me with his fists in battle. But every now and then he slips. The
little touches he would pass off as coincidence or accident got me so hot. He
nearly broke me so many times. I don't know what kept me from grabbing him.
Those times when I wanted to throw him to the ground and fuck him breathless.
Our fights were our only outlet to vent our frustrations. The only way, until
now. Kami...I want him. I always wanted him. I dream of him, his royal
features, his body, so wonderfully and beautifully made. His deep, rich voice I
yearn to hear sounding in my ear, screaming my name. These dreams haunted me
for so many years.
Does he dream of me? I know he does. I know how
he burns for me. I could always see it in his eyes even when he tried to hide
it. I bet he though I'd never return. Thought I was dead to him forever. But
I'm very much alive. And nothing stands in the way of us being together. Not
anymore. I can't bear to be apart from him another second. His touch has
changed something in me. Whatever mechanism I had to combat my need for him is
gone. I can't resist him anymore. I can never get it back. I don't want it.
I have him now, and I will never leave him
again.
I am his and he is mine.
I know that now.
But does -he-?
"Gnn...nhh..ah...Be...Bejiita" I try
to say and delay his sweet torture on my lips. He finally pauses in his
passionate kisses and gasp for air.
"Unn? Na..nani?"
"Bejiita" I continue, threading my
fingers through his soft, upswept hair. "How long have I been gone
Bejiita?" I ask. He pull back a little, surprised by the sudden question.
Then sadness returns to his dark eyes.
"Over 60 years" he says simply.
My heart lurches in my chest. My eyes widening
in utter shock. "I...I had no idea....that long? My friends...family?
Buruuma?"
A pause...
"Chichi..?"
Bejiita just nods grimly. "They're
gone" He reaches down to stroke my face.
"You're all I have left."
I stare up into his sad eyes..finally getting a
glimpse of what he'd gone through all these years. "Bejiita..." I
pull him close till our foreheads touched.
"I'm sorry...I'm so...you've been alone so
long. I knew you were hurt when I left. I could feel your anger and despair
from the heavens with Shenron. All I could do was watch. It tore away at me, every
time you shed a tear because of me. But I could only sense your feelings after
a point. I thought maybe time had helped the others and they'd gotten over my
leaving. I didn't realize it was because they were..." I couldn't finish
the thought.
"How could..how did you manage to go
on?" I'd go crazy if I saw my friends dying all around me.
"I didn't always want to 'go on.' I thought
about ending it all so many times. But something kept me going. No matter how
much I tried to forget you, I failed. I never quite lost hope. I always
knew...somewhere in the back of my mind you'd return one day. So I held
on."
"And here you are.." he says with a
small, sad smile on his lips.
"I'm sorry Bejiita...I didn't know so much
time went by. There's no way for me to tell up there. But that's not an
excuse" I feel tears well in my eyes at everything I had just heard, and
at the realization of how much grief my constant absence really caused.
That will change right now.
"I won't leave you ever again. You're all I
have left now too. There's been too much sorrow and strife in our lives. No
more. I am yours, and you are mine Bejiita. I don't ever want to be apart from
you again."
The prince of the saiya is actually speechless
after my confession. I pull him close and kiss the lips of the one that calls
to me.
The one who completes me.
The only one I've ever really wanted.
His surprise fades once our lips touch again and
need over takes shock.
Lets drown out our sadness and loss with
poignant delight.
I hear him growl low in his throat. The hungry
sound muffle by our kiss. I move to pull off his clothes but he beats me to it
and tears them off before he makes short work of the remainder of my own.
"Impatient aren't we
Jiita..aaAH....uhnn!"
My sudden yell muffled by his hot mouth as our
heated flesh finally met. He presses his lush body into mine and I pull him to
me. Greedy for the feel of him. I spread my legs so he can move closer. So he
can lean more against me. So I can feel that part of him that throbbed,
begging to be touched,
begging to be stroked,
begging for my lips to suck it to delicious
completion.
I moan just at the thought.
+++
I can't believe this is happening! I can't get
enough of him, his taste, his scent. I feel light- headed and drunk.
Overwhelmed by the sensation of his delectable, smooth skin under my tongue. He
moans piteously when I roughly suck at the column of his neck. "I'll get
more than a moan out of you yet" I declared. I want him to beg, I want him
to scream for me to fuck him. I'm almost beside myself with need. So long....so
many years I waited to make him mine...to ravish him. I knew our first joining
would be hard and intense. How could it not be with decades of repressed desire
and love? The thought gives me a giddy chill up my spine and my stomach knots
from fierce arousal and anticipation.
+++
I roll off of him after my attack on his lips
and throat. I sit back on my heels to stare at this marvel of creation. He is
so wonderfully and beautifully made. I could look at him for hours. He makes a
show of running his hand over his chest grazing over a nipple. He sucks air in
through his teeth sharply and arches into his own touch. "Uhhnnh" he
moans. I moan as well, even though I'm not being touched. The thudding of my
heart is so deafening and I all but drool at the sight he makes.
"Tease.." I say before moving to lap at the neglected nipple. He
makes what sounds like small mewing noises until I stop my small licks and
sucked it. Rolling the hardened nub with my tongue while my lips surround it.
He arches his back, bringing the sensitive area closer, so I'd have better
access. I lavish attention on it and he throws his head back. A loud moan
pushes its way past his lips.
"Ahhh.....hnnn..Jii..ta" -Oh say that
again..- I've longed to hear my name on his lips for seemingly an eternity.
"Jiita?.." he says again. "Hn..?" I say around his nipple,
which caused him to shudder again. I give it one more surreptitious lick before
releasing it.
"What do you want? Tell me and I'll do
it." He moves the hand that once teased his nipple to the burn between his
powerful legs. My heart now beats irregularly in my chest as he holds out the
heated rod of flesh that calls to me, that beckons me. "Please...Bejiita.."
he pleads a little breathless. I smirk. "You didn't even have to
ask."
I think I'll tease him a little too. I place
wet, audible kisses on his hips and trace the thatch of hair there with my
tongue. I hold his hips down and kiss the tip of his sex almost shyly. Even the
my smallest caress has an effect on him as I hear him mew again. I sweep my
tongue over it from base to tip before swallowing him whole.
"UHhh...gnnnh....ah..AH!"
He throws his head back. The tendons in his neck
straining. I love the way the soft tip rubs against the ridges at the roof of
my mouth. The way it nudges the back of my throat. Love the texture, the
buttery, smoky flavor. It's the most delicious thing I have ever tasted. I
can't get enough of him. I love the hitch in his moaning voice when I run my
tongue down his length.
I think of nothing but pleasing this beautiful
creature before me. One I have burned for, one I have loved for so long. His
head lulls from side to side. His mouth never closed, moaning and panting my name
when I suck and pull on him harder. He loves that. I can feel it, feel him hot
and pulsing in my mouth. His voice is almost scratchy now from his constant
animalistic growling. But it's not enough. I want more. I want to hear him
scream. I let his delicious, heated flesh slip from my lips for a moment. He
whimpers slightly, lifting his tempting hips in offering. Things left
unfinished. I look down at his flushed, enticing body, writhing under me in
frustration. He's breathtaking. I quickly return to my earlier work, earning a
throaty groan from my beautiful bishonen. It's not work. No trouble at all. I
would do this forever if it pleased him.
How ironic. The prince of the Saiyajin once
again made to serve and please another. But this time, it was by choice.
+++
For once, I just forget everything. My pride,
Kakarotto's departure, my years of anguish, long time dream of surpassing
everyone. All that mattered in the world was him. I ride him hard. Thrusting in
and out of him with reckless abandon.
"UH! Nngn...Ah..AH...HARDER!" he
bellows, wrapping his powerful legs around me so tight it nearly crushes my
ribs. But I don't mind. His tail comes around to stroke my ass sending shivers
through me. I rotate my hips and thrust harder; jabbing that place inside him
that makes him go crazy.
"AHNNnn...unngh..GOD!..Be...ji..ta.aa!!"
He tosses is head from side to side and howls
like a wild man. His incessant moaning is driving ME crazy. He swats me with
his tail and lets out a guttural moan. Bursts of vibrant colors swim all around
me. I bend down to suck and nip at the flesh on his neck. I wonder how much
longer he'll last. Then he moans my name.
"Ooohhh..say it again..."
"Ah!..Bejii..ta" he pants.
"No! Scream it! Scream! My! Name!"
He thrashes about wildly, his eyes rolling to
the back of his head as if he were about to pass out from pleasure.
"DO IT!....do it and I'll fuck you so good
and hard, make you come so nice and tasty you won't be able to move for a
week!"
"And you'll never even _ think_ to leave my
side again..." I add. My voice just above a whisper.
"You are mine" I say, punctuating my
words with a thrust.
"Be..jita.a"
Thrust.
"Louder!!"
Thrust.
"BE..jii..TA!!"
Thrust.
"SCREAM IT!"
"BEJIITA! BOKU NO OUJI!.....BOKU
NO...AI!!" he screams, his voice dwindling to a hoarse growl.
"Ahnn...uh.." I didn't realize how
much of an effect hearing that had on me. My head and everything went hazy.
I'll never get tired of hearing that.
"Now come for me."
I grab his undulating hips and plunge deeper
into his tight heat. Buried to the hilt, I screwed him for all he was worth.
And then some. He was past screaming now, his voice so hoarse he could only
gasp for air and mouth the syllables of my name. A low keening whine sounds in
my ears. But I can't tell if it's him or me. My own moaning is lost to me. I
piston my hips against him, watching myself disappear and reappear after every
thrust. My whole body shakes with barely controlled need.
"Gnnhn..uuh..oh God..Kaka...rotto.. you
feel... so..good..."
I rest my forehead against his. I can feel his
hot breath on my face as he pants. His eyes half lidded and glazed over with
pleasure. I slow my pace ever so slightly, and roll my hips against him. I
pulled back until I only the tip was still inside, just to plunge back into his
delicious body. He's so hot, no scorching. He can burn me any day.
I know he's close. I bring my tail to the front
and snake it around his straining erection. His eyes snap open and he arches
off the bed, before collapsing on to it again, open mouthed and panting. I
squeeze tighter, making him mew and purr. The friction over my hyper sensitive
tail and the thought of what I was stroking with it sends another jolt of
pleasure through me. I'm beyond screaming at this point as well. Kakarotto's
tail continued to lash at my back side in time with my thrusts.
-I love the way you smack my ass-
"OH..ooh..spank me harder!" I
commanded. But he stops. I start to voice a complaint when I feel the furry
appendage that stroked and rubbed the curve of my bum then run along the divide
and tease my entrance. I know what he means to do. I take one hand once
grasping his hips to catch his teasing tail. I bring it to my mouth, wetting
it, sucking on it. Lavishing attention on it as if it were another part of his
anatomy. His body is racked with pleasure. He gives another animalistic growl.
He's so close now I can taste it. One sweep of my tongue over his sensitive
tail and he discovers his voice again.
"Uuggn...gnn...Be..bejiita.a.....more....more!"
I deep throat his tail a little while longer
then bring it around to my backside again. "Hnn..go ahead" I said
smirking. He pauses for only a second before he pushes his tail into me. It's a
heady sensation. "Kakaro..tto!" I gasp suddenly and squeeze harder
with my tail as he pushes his further into me. Searching for that place
"..Oooh.." That place, that I know, if he touched it...would unmake
me.
Break me Kakarotto.
He found it.
I couldn't scream before, but Kakarotto's touch
changed that. The pleasure crashes through me and rolls over me like waves.
Drowning me in it's depth.
"Ah...AAHH....KAKA...ROTTO..!! AI
SHI..TERU!!" I scream my head off. I can yell, but now can't seem to drag
enough air into my lungs. I don't care. I'm nearly sobbing from the
overwhelming pleasure of filling and being filled at the same time. All I can
do is moan his name and ride out the storm as the maddening, addictive
sensation of his body seizes my mind,
and pushes me over the edge.
Kakarotto soon follows me to mind blowing bliss.
+++
When I come to, the bright yellow light of the
sun had turned to deep pinks and oranges. How many rounds had we gone? How many
times had we found rapture in each others flesh? Good god I'm still hard!
Kakarotto is already awake, and has been for some time now. He notices my
"predicament" too. I snuggle closer to him and run my tail over his
cheek, just under his full bottom lip, then over his nose. The touch becoming
less innocent when it slides down his well defined stomach to his hardness
again. Making him gasp.
"Umm...come on..one more time.."
"You're insatiable Bejiita... " he
says smiling and sitting up.
"You should talk" I breathe, squeezing
him harder.
"AHhh!" He grabs me suddenly and pulls
me into his lap, bruising my already swollen lips with a fierce kiss. He sucks
my tongue again. Oh god I love that. I move to straddle his hips, spreading my
legs wide. Moaning as I rub our lengths together. I reach down and grasp us
both, pumping slow, but hard with my hand. We pant harshly as I stroke and pull
on our sensitive flesh. My head rolls to the side, as I groan and we buck our
hips against my hand. He moans deliciously in my ear.
"Be..jiiiiii..ta...I want to be inside
you.."
His breath in my ear send tingles all the way
down my back and my tail bristles and twitches, thumping the bed repeatedly.
Man I'm sensitive today. Only a few words from him can turn me on so much.
I take my free hand and put two fingers to his
lips. He sucks them as I had his tail before. I watch his tongue do a sultry
dance over my fingers for a while. With reluctance, I pull them away. I bring
my hand to my entrance and push them into myself. My breath quickens at the
feeling. He watches me open mouthed as I prepare myself. He doesn't stare for
long. He lowers his head and laps at my right nipple. I arc into his mouth,
purring again as I finish stretching myself. A gentle tug on his tail alerted
him that I was done.
"Are you ready for me..?" he asks,
making a show of licking his lips.
"Yesss..." my answer turns into a hiss
as his tail coils my waist.
"Then get your cute ass over here.."
he says his voice slightly gravely.
"Don't tell me what to...AAH!" he
doesn't let me finish the thought as he pulls me closer and plunges into me
without warning.
"AAnnn!...UH..uh.....UH!!"
I throw my head back. Enthralled with this new
feeling. It's nothing like when he did this with his tail. He's just barely
started and I'm already seeing stars. I wrap my legs around him and held him
tight. Clinging to him for dear life as though if I were to let go he would
vanish forever. Like he always seems to do. I moan deep in the back of my
throat. A deep guttural sound. Over my own noise I can hear Kakarotto moaning my
name over and over again. Shuddering violently against me. His eyes shut tight
in concentration.
It was a good idea letting him be on top this
time. "Ohh..gnn....uh..." So this is what I was missing. I clung to
him and rode out the storm. My head back, my mouth never closed from my
incessant shouting and moaning. Then he angles his hips so with every thrust he
hit that place again and again. It drives me wild. He drives me wild. The world
turns white and hot with ecstasy and then darkness comes over me.
+++
I wake up the second time today. My head spun,
my whole body still tingled and I'm pleasantly sore in some areas. But it's all
worth it. I look down to see my lover licking the evidence of my orgasm from my
chest and stomach. After all our other "rounds" I'm surprised I have
any left. I chuckle a little at the picture he makes. His hair is even more
tousled and unruly than usual. The small licks he uses to lap up my seed makes
him look like a kitten over a bowl of milk.
"So you finally came to. I was wondering if
I was too rough, you were screaming like a lunatic in my ear. "
I felt myself blush to the roots of my hair.
-Was I THAT loud?-
"You were just as loud!!" I yell in
defense
He continues as if he didn't hear me..."you
yelled and moaned forever....that is until you started singing." He says
smirking. I hope he's joking. "You have a really nice voice you know"
he says chuckling. "Sing for me more often, ok?" he asks smiling
sweetly. "Baka..." I say softly and snuggling close to him.
I finally have him. It took years, too many
years, but he is worth every minute of them. Now I know how he feels. I will
never be alone again. I will never sit here and pine away for him to return.
Now I know now he will never leave my side
again.
I heard him purring softly, rubbing lazy circles
over my back with his tail before I drifted off to sleep.
A sound, peaceful sleep.
I haven't slept well since he left that day.
But now I'm totally at peace in his arms.
And there's no other place I'd rather be.