Payment
in Full
Part 2 Lemonade with a Saiyan
Disclaimer: I don't own them! I only own Atomique,
Fermi, and Bohr, and the Destroyers. The rest belong to Toriyama.
Summary:
by Trynia Merin aka Polymer aka StarbearerTM
Modified and written 01/22/06
Rated NC 17 for LEMON!
"Wake up, female," he grunted.
"What the hell?" she asked, feeling something roughly shaking her.
"Wake up I said!" Raditz snarled.
"Get out of my face, will you?" she blinked up at him. Something
scratched her back. His spiky mane eclipsed the sun sliding down to touch the
mountains rimming the far horizon. Light gleamed off the lense
of his scouter.
"You slept long enough, ningen," he
snorted. "I can't have you dying on me. You'd better eat something."
She sat up, realizing she was sitting on a bale of hay in a farm field. He
tossed something towards her, and she caught a pear shaped fruit marked with
purple and yellow stripes. "What the hell is this?" she asked.
"It's your planet, you tell me," he snorted, spitting something out.
He sat down next to her, tearing off huge chunks of meat from a large bone he
clutched in his other hand. The remains of some creature recently killed lay nearby,
smelling of blood. Fruits and vegetables were arranged in neat heaps beside the
haystack she rested across.
"This isn't my planet, Saiyan," she said.
"You know as well as I do."
"I know you're from my reality, female, but you're STILL human,” Raditz smirked, flicking his tail against her calf as he
scooted closer to her. He feasted on huge chunks of meat that he bit right from
the bone. Occaisionally he spat out a bit of cartelege or harder material on the ground.
"My world doesn't have this sort of fruit," she mumbled, making a
face. It was half-bitter and sweet.
"Humph, I suppose you'll require protein if your appearance is similar to
mine. Judging from your teeth you're perhaps omnivorous,” Raditz
mumbled, grabbing a bit of fruit and munching on it before tossing the core
into the pile of bones next to his boot.
"Correct. You're primates like us,” she asked, wiping fruit juice off her
lips.
"What?"
"Descended from apes?" she asked. "Humans once lived in trees."
"Humph, so you say?" he blinked. "Eat."
She flinched, catching the bloody piece of flesh he tossed to her. Sniffing it
she shook her head, snapping, "Humans COOK their meat or it has NO
nutritive value. We lack the proper digestive enzymes."
"Primitives," Raditz mumbled.
"Hey, look who's talking, Mister Hunt and Gather!
Maybe you're carnivorous with those FANGS of yours... but some of us think
cooking's a step up from..."
"Do all females talk so much?" Raditz
rolled his eyes, glancing at her picking up the piece of raw meat and turning
it over.
"I'm not stupid, you know," she said. "Just
because I'm a female."
"No. You talk too damn much to be anything other than some manner of
scientist," he mumbled.
"Thanks a lot, Tarzan," she said. She attempted to at least lick the
blood from the meat for the iron content. It was hard to do so without gagging.
"Is that a derogatory term?" Raditz asked.
"Depends on the context," she answered. "You aren't calling ME
by my name, Raditz."
"How do you know my name, incidentally?" Raditz
asked, swallowing his next mouthful.
"It stands to reason if I know who Kakkarot is,
I know you're his brother, Raditz," she said. "Specifically his OLDER brother?"
"Tell me how you know this," Raditz
snapped, grabbing her wrist. She twisted easily out of his grasp.
"Because, I know where to find him. But as soon
as I tell you, you might kill me for the thrill of it," said Atomique. She then
closed her mouth quickly because she suddenly remembered she had admitted to
him in the heat of the moment they had encountered Raditz’
doppelganger. Somehow that bit of
information eluded him. Thank Kami.
"Am I right?" she asked.
"I have other plans for you," Raditz
answered, glancing at her. She was nervous, but not terrified. Dark eyes fixed
into his with the detached air of a scientist. Although he smelled fear, he
also determined the light of above average intelligence gleaming there.
"You're going to rape me?" she asked.
"I've not seen a female for a long time," he said. “And it can be pleasureable for you if you let me convince you otherwise.
And you won’t die. It won’t hurt much.”
"I suppose there's no dissuading you," she said, glancing at his dark
eyes. "But you can't rape the willing."
"You would consent to it?" Raditz asked
her.
"Yes, I would because I don't want to be DEAD," she said, glancing at
him. "And well... why should I be unwilling if you saved my life? I might
as well get SOME enjoyment out of it."
"Smart female," he mumbled, reaching over to sniff her neck. She
shivered, feeling a tingle in her loins and a responsive wetness. Raditz backed away to the edge of the hay bale, nostrils
flaring.
"You are in heat. Little wonder you're at least willing," he
murmured. "Why aren't you terrified of me?"
"I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared.
But I can hardly be paralyzed by fear when you're fascinating, and I
want to know more about you,” she swallowed hard.
"You can't hope to tame me like some foolish beast, if that's what you're
thinking," he said quietly.
"I'd be an idiot to presume that," she said.
“Many females think they can get fucked by a big hairy monster and somehow use their sexual prowess to turn him to ‘civilized ways’. But they are sadly mistaken because Saiyans AREN’T pushovers,” Raditz said roughly.
"Look Raditz, I just want to be alive. It's obvious you're going to have sex with me willing or not, and I might as well just accept it as an inevitability. Like you said, I’m in ‘heat’ and I haven’t had sex myself for at least two years or more that I’m willing to admit. So any opportunity I might as well enjoy. The only thing is that you’re far stronger than I am, and I hope you don’t kill me when you screw me."
"I won't kill you, female," Raditz said
quietly. "You amuse me."
"And as long as I do, I live?" she asked.
"Exactly.
You’re wise to be so compliant. First
you and I will mate, then you'll show me where Kakkarot
is. If you please me, you live. If not, then you’ll have considerable problems,"
he said.
"In other words I die," she nodded slowly.
He nodded, reaching a massive hand to rest on her leg. Slowly he slid it up, parting her knees so she tipped backwards. Atomique gasped at the feel of his bulk looming over her to inhale her. Raditz crawled up on his hands and knees, swinging one muscular thigh overtop hers to straddle Atomique’s hips. Glancing up at him, she felt his hand descend to brush against her cheek. Still keeping eye contact Atomique lay completely still allowing him to have the dominant possision. Raditz chuckled, buryig his nose in her neck with a loud sniff. Hot breath puffed against bare skin, and she shivered.
With a slight cackle he pulled back, lifting himself off and to the side. He purred, "You comprehend well. But you're not eating. You'll need all your strength for what we’re about to enjoy.”
"I told you I can't eat meat that isn't cooked. And if you'd permit me to
build a fire I will be HAPPY to oblige you," she trailed off.
"I don't wish to attract attention, bitch," he mumbled, sitting down
so she was in full view.
"Bitch huh? Well at least I’m not
some hairy baboon," she returned, irked at being called a derogatory term.
"Drek eater!" Raditz grunted.
"Asshole," she said.
"Tail humping whore," he added.
"Mother fucking son of a monkey's uncle!" she
snorted.
"Fourth class left behind!" he snapped.
"What the hell is THAT?" she giggled. "That
HARDLY rates as an insult."
"Humph," he snickered. "I suppose it's just as well."
"If that's the WORST you can call me, you're running out of words, monkey
boy," she chuckled. "Are we DONE, or do you want MORE of a crash
course in human swear words?"
"Shut up and eat," he said.
"You're a real dinner conversationalist aren't you?" she said.
"By the way, instead of 'fourth class left behind loser you might try
mother fucking son of a bitch instead'."
"As if being compared to a canine's offspring was any more insulting then
being compared to the lowest caste of my society," said Raditz.
"Oh, I get it. You're low on the totem pole already, so you think you can
hurt my poor human sensibilities by calling me an untouchable riff raff?"
she raised her brow.
"They were slaves," said Raditz.
"Oh well, thanks a LOT," she snorted. Grabbing the bloody bit of meat
back he tore into it, chewing it. Then he seized her wrist, pulling her body
forwards so she almost fell into his crossed legs.
"Obviously I'll have to CHEW it first," he laughed harshly.
"What the HE…" she grunted, as powerful lips
crushed over hers in what she thought was a kill. Yet when his tongue thrust
against her mouth she knew she dared not refuse him entry. What caused her to
gag was the mouthful of food he spat into her surprised mouth. Gagging she almost choked on the half-chewed mouthful of masticated
meat. His powerful hand grabbed the base of her neck while his other hand
dragged her down into his lap to hold her still.
"All right… that's what you do with your young… but you could have cooked
it!" Atomique gasped deeply, coughing and
gagging. Half of it had gone down her throat before she had the presence of mind
to breath through her nose. Clearly he was doing what some animals did,
preceding the food and feeding her like a bird would its young.
"There's no pleasing you, female is there?" he laughed, blood and
saliva dripping from his mouth. Again he did the same process. However this
time, after Atomique swallowed what he'd transferred
she seized handfuls of his hair to hold his lips to hers. Her tongue glided
into his mouth to tease his.
Raditz opened his eyes slightly in surprise to feel
the earth woman's lips still moving over his. Already he had fed her the next
mouthful so why should se still want to keep her mouth over his? Grunting in
confusing he tried to pull away. Yet Atomique
desperately held his mouth in a satisfying kiss. Judging from the pheromones
she released, along with the sweet taste of her in his tongue he surmised it
was some weird earth custom involving mating. Or at least foreplay.
"That's a kiss, in case you didn't know, but you seem pretty smart for a
Neanderthal," she laughed.
"Look who's talking, you tailless simian. It's
NOT an evolutionary advantage to lose it that fifth limb, just as it wasn’t so
smart of you to come down from the trees and expose yourself to more danger,"
Raditz smirked with a feral Saiyan
grin of superiority.
“My species outsmarted Neanderthals. Though they were bigger and tougher, they were fewer in number, and we moved in and killed them,” she said.
“Maybe so, but strength and superior mind power are significant tools in a Saiyan’s arsenal,” Raditz bragged.
"Whatever, just show me how advanced you ARE then, oh greater being, and
I'll judge for myself," she said mockingly.
His hands moved down to span her hips. They were unusually wide for a human, at
least those that he had seen. Atomique willingly let
him turn her body so she sat facing him in his massive lap. Rough hands probed
her female body with pinching gropes. He withdrew from the kiss, looking at her
with dark bottomless pits of midnight black.
“That was entertaining, woman,” Raditz nodded with grudging respect. “But before we continue there’s a few things you should know. First, a warning female, do NOT touch or grab my tail. If you do..."
"You'll kill me?" she asked. "What kind of an idiot do you THINK
I am? If I was stupid enough to squeeze
your tail you’d find some way to kill me.
I don’t have a death wish!"
"You know more about my species then I gathered," he mumbled.
"You're not going to... do this in the open exposed are you?" she
asked.
"Hardly," Raditz mumbled, reaching down to
seize her body. Automatically she wound her thighs around his hips to his
delight, signaling her acceptance of the inevitable. Always it pleased him more
to have a willing partner. While he had sometimes taken his pleasure
forcefully, few seemed as promising as this creature so Saiyan
in appearance. She was far denser than most of the humans here, to his
surprise. Perhaps it was due to her different dimensional origin.
Juice from the fruits lay sweet on the female's lips. Raditz
pondered the strange food sharing ritual the humans called a kiss as he slid
down the incline to where he had landed his pod in a crater near
Already the small G sequence star slid down in burning gold. He leaned over, contorting
himself to sit inside the cramped interior. Plunking the female on his lap, he
held her firmly with huge hands. "Don't move or attempt to touch anything
because you could cause yourself serious harm."
"I repeat I'm NOT stupid. Would I be dumb enough to tamper with technology
I have no clue about? I'm a chemist, not an engineer."
"That explains it," he said, pressing a control.
"What's THAT supposed to mean?"
"Why you waste energy on making those foolish plastics," said Raditz, reaching up to squeeze her breasts with his hands.
"Oh no, I hope this wasn't a mistake," she panted. A wave of desire
started from her tingling loins then spread over her entire body with the
sensation of those huge digits judging the dimensions of her chest.
"Far less feeble, small female then I thought."
"Who are you calling small, Saiyan?" she
asked, reaching under her to give his thigh a squeeze. "I'm a size bloody
20, and don't you FORGET it! Most people consider me FAT for a human, but I
think in THIS case it might not be such a bad thing?"
"You are almost Saiyan in appearance, female.
Which is all the better for what I'm about to try…" he snickered. The
hatch whirred shut, locking them into the enclosed space of a tin baseball.
"Oh hell," she gasped, inhaling deeply. Atomique
hated the fact she was claustrophobic. Trapped inside a pod with a seven-foot
tall alien monkey man in the space ship the size of a one person NASCAR was
disturbing.
"You're still frightened of me?" he asked in amusement.
"No. I hate enclosed spaces..." she panted, sweating heavily. "I
can't... breathe..."
"Nonsense... there is sufficient air from the atmosphere... now stop
hyperventilating. I don't want you passing out while I take my pleasure!"
he snorted.
"Can I at least... face you?" she gasped.
"Of course silly female," he mumbled, turning her around so she
straddled his lap. Rock hard thighs moved under her soft ones, separated only
by the sweat soaked cloth of her uniform. Her glasses steamed up with
condensation, indicating the rapid puffs of breath. Raditz
pulled her hands between them. Something uncurled from his waist, flickering
around to hold her there.
She held her breath, sliding her hands up and down over the armor that was
uncomfortable between them. Shifting her hips she wanted to show him she was
willing. Her arms slid up to wrap around his neck and raise her lips to cover
his again. Raditz strong hands slid up and down her
back then cupped her buttocks. He stared past her tilted head to peer down her
back. She moaned as he squeezed her backside, drawing his finger down the cleft
in her ass over where she would have a tail.
"Don't... tear my clothes," she gasped.
"You won't need them," he snarled, tearing at them.
"Let me..." she gasped, reaching to unbutton them.
"Too slowly," Raditz snarled, ripping
cloth. She flinched, then slid her hands down under
his armor in the hope to find the bulge she suspected was there. His low moan
indicated she was successful when his fingers loosened a bit on the seems of her coat.
Feeling the dimensions of his cock she shuddered. He sensed the tension,
smirking because he anticipated that universal question unspoken. However her
small fingers danced then kneaded his erection obligingly through his AE suit.
"This is going to be difficult... without... the right...
foreplay..."
"You are already very wet, I can smell it," he inhaled, closing his
eyes. They snapped open again. "Undress before I tear these garments off,
female..."
"Sylke or Atomique.
Please.” She gasped.
"Tomakt," he mumbled. "Continue. Just don't touch the tail, or I'll be
extremely displeased."
Effectively he trapped her by snaring her waist with it, she realized. If she
moved wrong, he could crush her ribs with the furry appendage twined about her
hips. Gingerly she unbuttoned her coat, feeling his hot breath fanning her
face. Snarling Raditz grabbed her coat and ripped it
to shreds till she was in her underpants and bra. On the floor of the pod lay
her clothes in a heap. Raditz reached up to shift the
skirt of his armor so he could feel her wetness on him. To his surprise she was
already humping his leg.
"Small one, you're not in charge here," he scolded.
"If I don't get WET enough, how can you put yourself
inside me. I'm not... well I haven't DONE this in a while," she
gritted her teeth at him.
"Even better small… no… Tomakt," he
murmured, sliding his fingers inside her. She guided his wrist to the
appropriate place, feeling the rough callused finger teasing her clit.
"There," she nodded, panting as she pulled off her glasses. Raditz removed his scouter, and
set it to the side along with his gauntlets.
"Move back," he urged, opening the door of the space pod. Shivering
cold air blasted her bare back while he lifted his breastplate up and off. Then
he left the hatch open, allowing the atmosphere to surge around them. He would
easily know of any danger from the scouter still
activated to his left elbow.
Her small fingers barely wrapped around his erection. Once freed from the AE
suit it imposingly felt hot and slick in her hands. He murmured deep purring
moans, his tail tightening around to hold her there straddling his lap. Under
her he slid one hand, teasing her with one massive finger sliding up and down
inside her vagina. Moisture oozed out as she gasped, pressing her forehead to
his neck.
"No more foreplay," he growled, lifting her with his tail overtop his
erection. She tensed when she felt his tip touch the rim of her womanhood.
"Ooh hell, it's going to hurt," she gasped.
"You talk entirely too much," he grunted, feeling her hands braced
against his chest while she shifted her clit against his sensitive tip. When
more of her liquid oozed down over the slick hardness he realized what she was
doing, merely trying to provide as much natural lubricant as she could.
"Ohhh… oooh Kuso," she gasped, feeling Raditz
thrust up into her while yanking her down. He tugged her down with firm hands
and his tail, slowly hissing between his teeth as she sheathed him. Atomique heaved in great breaths during her attempt to take
in the thick hot shaft impaling her.
"Ahhh, Great Oorzu
you're not lying when you said you had not done this," he snorted.
"Can you proceed or am I damaging such a small thing like you if I try
harder?"
"It hurts like hell... but I can deal with it. I can take it," she
groaned, squeezing her eyes shut with the thrill of something so huge filling
that hungry ache.
"My size pleases you?" he smirked.
"It’s VERY impressive, but can you use it?" she asked.
"Most fortunately for you, Tomakt I can indeed.
There are FEW females who can accommodate... a Saiyan,"
he grunted, tugging her down. He was pleased when she rocked her hips and
gripped his shoulder.
"There," he grunted, once he had sheathed himself to the hilt. No
sooner had she gotten used to the massive stretching then her whole body thrust
upwards with his hips snapping.
"Oh damn, oh damn, oh DAMN," she growled through gritted teeth.
No matter how hard he slammed up she was determined to derive some pleasure.
Her hands grabbed onto the sides of his face, lips sealing his off with a
hungry kiss. Raditz chortled at the sensation of her
small teeth biting his lips.
"Yes female... yield to me... you're not in control," he snarled.
"Raditz... oh hell... I..." she gurgled, then thrust her tongue hungrily into his mouth. He laughed
at the taste of her blood in his lips.
"You're a fierce little thing," he laughed as she let out a loud
groan instead of the screams most females would during mating.
"I... sometimes... bite," she gasped.
"All the better for you. I'm enjoying this far
more than I'd anticipated," he said, shoving her mouth towards his arm.
"Try and bite me if you can with those teeth."
He hissed at the feel of her teeth biting folds of flesh. Her body jerked and
rocked on his, and he shifted forwards so he legs could span his waist. Sturdy
thighs clamped like a vise that could have crushed a human male, but Raditz enjoyed the force. She was far stronger then most of
the weak vermin that he had originally observed. Perhaps she would be strong
enough to pleasure him more than just a few times.
"Raditz, oh Kami, Raditz," she grunted.
"You want more, female? Then you'll get it," he laughed, bashing
upwards. Unrelenting he brought her to the brink again and again. Tears rolled
down her cheeks as Atomique let him thrust and grunt
into her body. He exploded upwards with a loud roar.
Hours or mere minutes could
have passed for Atomique, but she couldn't judge the
span of time appropriately. Every sense exploded with an overload leaving her
reeling in its wake. Her entire body had convulsed spasmodically along the hard
cock still defiantly standing up in her soft body.
Underneath her his chest rose and fell. Raditz licked
his lips, peering down at the exhausted female burying her face in his
shoulder. Her fingers still twined into his hair while she caught her breath.
She blinked up at him with nearsighted eyes, her lips dry.
"Mmm, I hadn't anticipated you'd keep up so
well," Raditz laughed with mirth.
Wearily Atomique lifted her head, peering down at
him. "So I'm not as primitive after all, am I?"
"Yes, female YES," he snarled. "You're pleasing me well."
Again he tugged her onto his huge cock, sheathing himself in her body as she
sat there on his lap. Atomique felt herself getting
dizzy and sore from the constant hammering up into her. Small surges of tingling energy from her body
reinforced her bones to increase her density. To her surprise Raditz energies flowed into her through their joined
bodies, reinforcing her as well.
"You're going to fuck me all night," she panted, rolling her head.
"I plan on it, but I'm starving," Raditz
murmured. "Make no mistake; I'm not finished with you by any means."
"I couldn't have the strength to move, even if I wanted to escape,"
she gasped.
"You can't," Raditz said, lifting her off
of his body. He set her down in the seat, watching her cover her body and
shiver.
"Damn it, I told you not to tear my clothes you jerk!" she grumbled.
"Stay here. I'll get something for us to eat. Make any move to escape, and
you'll not enjoy the consequences. As long as you behave and comply you could
find the rewards very pleasing."
"I get the message, Raditz," she murmured,
curling up in the seat. "But what the hell am I supposed to wear? You can’t enjoy fucking me if I’m half
frozen.”
"Later. The pod is conditioned to maintain a
constant ambient temperature when sealed. You won't need clothes for quite a
while," he smirked, grabbing up his armor and striding up the side of the
crater. She hammered annoyed on the glass of the hatch that clanged shut.
"Shit, you stupid baboon, let me the hell out of here! I'm claustrophobic
you moron!" she yelled.
After watching his tail curl and sway from that hard muscled ass, her fists
uncurled. Atomique felt too exhausted to argue much.
She couldn't stop herself from yielding to sleep. Curled up on the padded
interior of the ship, she could hold back weariness no longer.
Atomique
jerked awake. She saw him sliding downwards along the crater wall to land near
the ship. Thankfully it opened seconds later. She inhaled great gulps of fresh
air from the night around her. Goose pimples erupted on her chilled olive skin,
causing her to hug herself for heat.
"I brought some more food," he said, hunching over.
"I'm freezing! You might not need clothes but I do, damn it," she
complained.
"Come with me Tomakt," he said, reaching
down. She grabbed the scraps of cloth, but stumbled when Raditz
grabbed her wrist.
"Wait a damn minute I can hardly walk you Neanderthal!" she snapped
up at him.
"Why are you hiding yourself from me? I'm QUITE familiar with your
appearance without garments, female," he laughed. "So shy after all
we’ve done?"
"Jerk," she spat back. "It's cold."
"I was going to light a fire, but if you're going to complain," he
snorted.
"Males," she grumbled, crossing hands over her chest. Raditz cocked a brow when he saw her hands shimmer a faint
purple. Quickly over her front she formed slightly translucent fibers that she
struggled to shape into some sort of nylon garments to cover her breasts and
dark hair. All Atomique could do was form a sheet of
nylon threads that she hitched around her hips like a sarong. Forming polymers
into shapes was tricky, and it would have to do. Grumbling she stumbled
forwards in the scorched dirt after she shoved her boots on. Thankfully they
were the one part of her uniform that wasn't a casualty.
"If you can do that, you can fix your own clothes," he snickered.
"Don't piss me off," she mumbled. "Goddamn E equals MC squared!"
"Don't waste any more energy on that. I've garments in the ship," he
said, pushing past her. Reaching under the console he pulled out one of his
spare AE suits. Dubiously Atomique regarded it before
slipping it on because it was little more then a stretchable sleevless shirt and a pair of boxers. Still it was better
then being in shreds, so she hastily pulled the shirt over her head, and pulled
up the shorts. Amazingly they conformed
to her body, the cloth around her chest suddenly firming in the places that
were soft to support them.
Raditz
armor was set to the side near the shreds of her clothes in the floor of the
crater. He caught her peering at the metal alloys and materials his craft was
composed of earlier. That was one of the ways in which he judged she was the
sort of scientist who was interested in what things were MADE of. A chemist no doubt. It manifested in her use of ki.
Raditz was intrigued by the spontaneous polymer
generation. Apparently this human had the unique ability to reform matter into
various synthetic molecules, just using the carbon, nitrogen and oxygen around
her. Some would call this alchemy, forming matter from energy.
"Can you use your ki to rearrange OTHER
molecules?" he asked.
"Only carbon, hydrogen, and oxygen. Organic
molecules," she said. "They don't call me the carbon alchemist
because I make magnesium flares."
"I've seen ki used on such worlds. I'm
disappointed you cling to that outdated notion of alchemy…"
"Please I know there are at least 92 naturally occurring elements. I'm not
that stupid," she snorted. "Where I come from we know about the
periodic table, thank you very much!"
"You indicated that good sense when you said organic molecules," Raditz said, grabbing her waist and dragging her up the
crater wall with him. Clad in his spare black suit and her boots, she stumbled
up with his help.
Oddly he seemed to shuffle a bit like someone who wasn't used to earth gravity.
Each step was calculated and pressed with more force, but she sensed the boots
he wore were helping him keep his feet firmly planted on the ground. She leaned
over to gather some of the wood that was lying in a pile by the bale of hay. He
mumbled and started to gather fuel of his own. Before long they had collected
plenty of firewood and bits of straw from the hay bales to make a small blaze.
He watched her with interest as she arranged several rocks in a ring from the
rim of the crater. Apparently she knew something about survival.
"How heavy is your ambient gravity," she asked.
"What?" he asked, fashioning a spit out of wood with a thin beam of ki.
"Come on, Raditz, I know you're not used to our
wimpy earth gravity. How much is the pull that your’e
used to?"
"Ten times that of your planet now," he said. He picked up some of
the game he had caught before; rapidly burning the feathers off several game
birds she called chickens.
"Figures," she said. "You smashed through those destroyers like
they were jelly. I figured as much. Your
body’s far denser."
"For someone such as you, you're an enigma," he mumbled, raising his
hand to discharge a ki blast over the firewood she
arranged in an A frame.
"Curse it, you could have WARNED me you were doing that!" she
mumbled, glancing up at his flattened palm.
"Nothing surprises you. It's damn annoying," Raditz
mumbled, squatting next to her. She prodded the fire, adding more wood. Raditz nudged her out of the way, setting up his improvised
spit with the meat speared through it.
"I'm a scientist, I'm naturally curious. Sue me," she snorted.
"You amuse me, but don't push your luck, Tomakt,"
he growled. Atomique straightened up, firelight
flickering over her as she wandered over to brush a bit of earth off to sit on.
She gazed at the flames, trying to lose herself in the dancing images that
darted to and fro like crazed dervishes.
"And a happy universal greeting to you too, Tarzan," she grumbled.
Blankly Raditz glared at her. That was the second
time she'd called him 'Tarzan' and he failed to see what was so amusing about
it.
"Tell me what the hell that name means," he demanded, lowering
himself to sit next to her, Indian style by the fire. He was still close enough
to slowly turn the spit to even roasting of their meal.
"Tarzan as in lord of the apes," she said. "Monkey man? It's
earth literature. Although he didn't have a tail like yours.
"
"Was he Saiyan or what?" Raditz asked.
"Human lost in a 'primitive' society of gorillas. He adopted their ways
till he was found by humans, thinking he was a gorilla himself," she said.
"Humph, amusing I suppose," Raditz mumbled.
"Your brother's like that. He was
found by a human and raised like one.
But he accidentally killed his parent during a full moon, and lived
feral and innocent afterwards," said Atomique, turning a bit of meat in
the fire by moving the spit. She kicked more of the kindling with her foot
while Raditz lowered himself to sit next to her on
the ground. He traced a finger over her legs, laughing.
"You have body hair. I thought ningen females
were hairless," he laughed.
"Most of us shave. Body hair on human females is seen as GROSS, but I hate
facing shaving," she said.
"Stupid human customs," Raditz snorted.
"Some of us don't have nice soft FUR on parts of our bodies," she
said back to him. Raditz reached over and pulled her
to sit in the triangle of his legs.
"Sit here. I'll not have you injuring your weak body," he said.
"Who's weak, you jerk," she said.
"I said sit female, and shut up. I'm not going to offer this again," Raditz snorted.
"Well you ARE a bit more comfy then the ground, but you're hard as a
ROCK," she said, punching his dense body.
"Your bones are denser then most humans," he said. "You
mentioned Neanderthal?"
"A species that evolved with Homo sapiens. For a
while scientists though we were side by side. But somehow they lost because we
were smarter? But some think the two species interbred… and there are people
like me who are sort of squat and short and hairy… with big noses. Come to
think of it, they looked Saiyan minus the tails and
high foreheads."
"Again this incessant babbling, really Tomakt, I
was starting to like you," Raditz said. He
reached over to grab one of the spits off the fire. Handing some of the meat to
her, he began to devour the other half.
"Atomique," she said. "I'm not a
tomato!"
"I prefer Tomakt," he said. "Sounds
less absurd then what you claim is your name."
"IS it a Saiyan name or something?" she
asked, tasting a bit of roasted meat. She was starving, and ate quickly.
"I can't call you Toma. That's a male's
name."
"Hey bub, most female names on this planet end
in A."
"Toma is a male's name. Tomakt
is the female version," he said with a grin.
"Who the heck was Toma?"
"One of my father’s best friends and a mighty warrior who brought respect
to his family," said Raditz.
"Oh terrific," she groaned.
"And you're definitely NOT male," he added.
"Okay, Radz-kun."
"Excuse me?" he hiked a brow at her.
"You pin that moniker on me, I pin one on you. Fair
enough?"
"And what does THAT mean in your language?"
"Well Radz is short for radioactive," she
said with a grin. "And it doesn’t' sound like a vegetable in
English."
"At least I'm not named after a diminutive particle of matter," he
snorted.
"I only adopted this name because in this world people seem to have names
that are… well… descriptive," she said.
"Do you HAVE a real name?" he asked.
"Trina," she said quietly. "When I was
somebody else entirely."
"Then Tomakt works."
"Try Tomik and I'll shut up about it," she
said.
"Fine, Tomik," he said with a grunt.
"Now remove those clothes before I get impatient. I wish to mate
again…"
"Yes sir. Sheesh, haven't you Saiyans ever heard of foreplay?" she asked as he
grabbed her wrist. Annoyed, Atomique grabbed his
forearm and bit hard.
"Mmm, yes we do, as you've doubtless discovered,
Tomik," he answered, baring his fangs.
"Kuso, I'm dead," she groaned.
By the fire they stretched out, hands wandering over one another's bodies. She
kissed him hard, moaning as he pressed her under him. Simultaneously she buried
her face in his neck. Raditz gasped when he felt her
teeth suddenly bite down hard with his last thrust. To his shock her teeth
penetrated his skin, clamping down to draw blood. No female had EVER done such
a thing to him. How could such a weak creature have done such a thing? IT was
unheard of!
Snarling he bit into her neck as well. Atomique
coughed on his blood, hearing his snarl of shock in her ears. "Human,
don't you DARE spit my blood out, or I'll be extremely angry," Raditz snarled.
"It tastes... oh god I'm sorry..."
"You've no idea of what you've done," he murmured, hissing with delight
and panic at the sweetness of her blood in his mouth.
"Something I shouldn't have?" she asked.
"Something you cannot reverse," said Raditz
quietly. He licked her blood from his lips. Dark eyes stared through hers into
her soul with unnerving sobriety.
"Shimatta, did I just somehow end up in an
irreversible situation?"
"Consider yourself fortunate, Tomik,"
Raditz nuzzled her neck. "You now belong to me.
If any other male touches you in this manner I'll instantly slay him."
"Now wait a DAMN minute…"
"You shouldn't have bitten me there, then idiot," he snarled.
"Oh shut the hell up! I'm no fucking mind reader!" she snarled back,
baring her teeth at him. "Don't try that feral crap with me buster, you're
not going to cut any ice with THAT!"
"You are fortunate indeed. There are no females of my species."
"Mars needs women? Holy hell," she groaned.
"Mars? Great Galaxy what are you talking about
NOW, idiot?" he groaned.
"I'll tell you tomorrow," she yawned.
Raditz grumbled crossly, binding her in his arms. Ki flared around her to warm her in the space pod. Despite
his annoyance, he found he enjoyed how the female curled up in his lap cozily.
"Paul,' she mumbled in her sleep. Her voice echoed in a closed space. Atomique felt something hard yet slightly comfortable
surrounding her. When she attempted to move her body her skin stuck to
something else.
Fur tickled her midriff causing her to gasp. Under her ear a steady solid
heartbeat thumped at only sixty beats a minute. A bony chin pressed to the top
of her head. Hands twice the size of hers wrestled her down into the male lap.
Beneath her bare butt she felt a lump increasing steadily in hardness. As she
realized what it was she felt hot blood surging through flushed cheeks.
Myopic eyes opened to take in the muscular jaw and expansive dark mane draped
over her body. His name was Raditz, she remembered. A
painful ache between her legs also informed her just why she had temporarily
forgotten her name. Nevertheless when his cock twitched under her bare butt she
teasingly readjusted herself to straddle him again. He held her loosely enough
for that. The fierce Saiyan's features softened to
almost that of a normal human male in his slumber. A low rumbling through his
parted lips sounded more like a snore than a growl. Atomique
caressed his massive muscles that were oh so delicious around her soft body.
If only he would let her go so she could take care of another need. Leaning
down she pressed her lips to his. Raditz tightened
his grip with his tail, returning the kiss in his sleep. "Radz, please wake up, I need to go to the bathroom…"
"Eh?" he blinked awake.
"You know, relive myself?"
"I can assist with that," he laughed.
"I mean urinate," she blushed.
"Ah," he mumbled, pressing the control to open the hatch. "Make
it brief, and don't try and escape."
"You call yourself more advanced? And this space pod doesn't have the
modern equivalent of a port a john?" she grumbled, tearing off a piece of
fabric from her coat. Raditz let her go, watching her
as she stumbled out of the ship. Hitching her torn coat over her bare shoulders
she went to find a semi secluded spot to do her business.
"Tomakt, where are you?" his voice boomed
minutes later.
"Give me a damn minute, Tarzan!" she grumbled. Straightening up she
suddenly saw him standing very close by, his form towering over hers.
"Do you MIND?" she snapped, glaring up at him. "Or do you Saiyan males have the SAME sick urge to get aroused
watching females peeing?"
"You humans are strange," Raditz snorted.
"The only urge I derive watching you urinate is to relieve myself."
"Thank goodness for that," she mumbled. "Look, it's been great
and all, but I would imagine you'd eventually like to see your brother?"
"Kakkarot? Yes, I think it's high time you took me to him. I can't
sense many energy readings of note," he said.
"That's because he knows how to mask his ki,"
she said, gratefully grabbing the outfit he handed her. "And I seriously
need a bath after what you did to me."
"There's a vapor cleansing cycle in the pod,' he shrugged.
"I mean a real bath with soap and water," she said.
"Water is best served for drinking, not immersing oneself in," he
snorted. He reached over to dig his hands through her hair.
"What are you doing?"
"Your hair is hopelessly messy, stay still," Raditz
grumbled. "Stupid ningen hair, laying so flat,
no wonder it gets so tangled…"
"Ow, that's my SCALP!" she cursed.
"Sit down and shut up," Raditz growled,
yanking her down to sit in his lap. He lowered himself to sit on a broad flat
stone near his space pod. She landed with a grunt on his solid muscular thigh.
Unfortunately the wetness resulting from straddling his thigh prompted his
nostrils to flare. He grabbed his shoulder, tugging her around to face him.
Mumbling with despair she saw the gleam of desire accompanied by the bulge he
rubbed against her pelvis.
"I'm dead, I really am DEAD," she groaned.
"It will be quick," he grunted, hastily removing her clothes and his.
She yelped at the feeling of his tail darting between her legs and the urgent
way in which he swept her up in massive hands. Up and over the surface of the
crater they shot, with Raditz hand around her middle.
Finding a clean patch of grass he lay down, forcing her legs apart.
"Here?"
"Here and now, Tomakt, don't you dare deny
me," he grunted, positioning himself between her legs. Holding her hips
with his tail he slid steadily inside with a hiss of relief.
"The grass is driving me nuts," she gasped. "Could we do this
with me sitting on your lap?"
"That is amenable," he grunted.
Atomique shifted her hips, and then concentrated her
efforts to squeeze him inside. He nodded slowly, biting her ear with sharp
teeth. Each bite barely broke the skin but caused her stinging welts. In turn
she felt her own desires flare; sinking her teeth into any place she can reach.
His face buried into her neck, sharp canine fangs tearing through freshly
scabbed skin. "Ow, that HURTS you brute!"
she snapped.
Raditz snarled, licking and suckling to his hearts
content. He shoved her face into his neck where she had bit him the night
before. Tentatively her tongue raked over the scab which had loosened with her
contact.
"Bite me back, female, you must," Raditz
urged, still feasting on her blood. Shrugging, she tore open his scab to lap up
the red ooze seeping from his fresh wound.
The rusty taste of his blood was mixed with a sweet sugary overtone. It slid
over her tongue, down her throat in a steady stream. A tingle of something
jolted much like being electrocuted or stung by a jellyfish. Immediately her
head cleared of the anemia, enabling her to be far more alert.
Of its own volition she was soon licking a fresh scab. Raditz
slammed up into her with one last grunt, causing her to shiver and shake around
him. She collapsed against his chest, tipping backwards onto the grass with
him. Completely nude, both of them lay spent on the fresh grassy meadow under a
blue morning sky.
Raditz's ejaculate dribbled down the inside of her
thigh. He had come with a spurt that filled her to overflowing. Now she felt
sticky, sore and every manner of ache and pain possible. Sighing she wondered
if she could every walk straight again. Yet she should be far more exhausted
then she now felt.
"Raditz?" she asked.
"Yes female?" he asked, glancing up at her with a sated gleam in his
dark eyes. Lazily he stretched, letting his tail flicker around and over her
belly and bare thighs. She straddled him, sitting on his hips.
"Aren't you the least bit concerned that those jerks could try and take me
back?"
"Not with Nappa having finished them off,"
said Raditz.
"You mean they're all dead?" she asked.
"AT least the ones foolish enough to come after us," Raditz yawned. "And besides, you won't be in any
danger if that's your concern."
"So you won't turn them over to me?"
"They refused to pay us what we agreed to," Raditz
said, rubbing her breasts lightly with his hands. "And I took my part of
the payment already."
"Excuse me?"
"You're my cut," Raditz said with a
mischievous grin. "And I'm most pleased. I could care less what
"What the hell are you talking about?" she asked.
"Female, it's simple. You belong to me now. And
"But you're a known enemy in this world. One look at you, and the Z
fighters would kill you, and I don't want that to happen!" she said.
"Explain," Raditz said firmly, sitting up.
"You came to this world, I mean the you from this
dimension, looking for Kakkarot. And because of that,
you ended up dead. Slain by your own brother and nephew.
The same thing could happen unless you trust me implicitly. And you can't have
"
"Shit, you mean…"
"By now there will be no more destroyers to chase you, female," Raditz said. "He left me here to take care of the
Destroyers that were in my way."
"You're not going to try and purge and sell THIS planet are you?"
"It isn't lucrative," he shrugged. "Besides, I would have
thought there must be a damn good reason why Kakkarot
hasn't. And I mean to ask him about it."
"The beings on this world are far stronger then you realized."
"This planet isn't worth the effort to purge and sell.
"Then there's more than just two of you?" she asked.
"Five," he said. "Our commander Turles,
"One female and four males, yikes!" she gasped.
"Doubtless we must return, and I had hoped that if you are correct, Kakkarot would join us if he's alive."
"He won't. He has a family here to protect. He's not interested in what
you are," she said.
"A pity. But I sense you are telling the truth,"
Raditz said, reaching up to caress her cheek.
"Why are you telling me this?" she asked him.
"Because you'll need to know the score. You'll be
working for me now," Raditz said. "Oh,
don't look so surprised. You say you're a scientist. We need one for the crew.
And you won't be shared with anyone else. Saiyans
don't like to share their females."
"Wait a DAMN minute…" she gasped.
"I'm sparing this planet. If you willingly come with me, in place of Kakkarot, I will forget I ever saw this world, and you must
return to my dimension with me and
"No I can't," she said quietly.
"Then take me to Kakkarot," he said.
Her throat pinched off hard. She thought of Fermi and Bohr, innocent and pure
in Goku's care. Raditz knew
nothing of them, or his family here. Perhaps this was the best way. Slowly she
traced a hand through his hair, sighing.
"I will go with you, Raditz," she said
after a minute.
"Sensible. You won't find it difficult. I'm not a hard male to please. And
you'll have many fine things if you serve our Commander well," Raditz said. "Now, let's go. It's only one dreem till
Soberly she returned with him to the space pod crater. She took one last look
at the world around her. Already she sensed that curious Z fighters were on
their way. Raditz replaced his armor once again,
returning his scouter to his face.
Of her uniform only her boots and shreds of cloth were intact. Atomique grudgingly pulled the black body suit that Raditz gave her on, and tied the pieces of her jacket
around her body. It left her legs bare and her arms as well.
Something cold was fastened around her thigh from behind. She glared behind
him, seeing him glance down at her.
"So they know you're mine," he said, fastening a matching armlet on
her upper left arm in the same position as his.
"Are you sure you don't want to see Kakkarot?'
she half teased gloomily.
"He would be better off here, not knowing I exist, if he killed me by his
own hand in this universe," Raditz said quietly.
He motioned to her to follow him as he contorted himself to fit into the space
pod.
Holding out his hand, he motioned to her. "Well, sit down. I'm not going
to bite you hard female!
"Sounds like he keeps you on a short leash. But
your Prince is alive on this world," she said.
"Doubtless, but he is also alive in my own dimension, the one in which you
are from," he said, pulling her down to sit on his lap. He wrapped his
tail around her waist, turning her to face the front. An electronic whirring
indicated the hatch mechanism was activated. In a second the tin baseball
sealed itself from the outside world.
Tears burned in her eyes. She hoped Fermi and Bohr would forgive her for
leaving them to their fate. Son Goku would raise them
well, never knowing what had almost happened. History had almost repeated
itself.
As Raditz space pod lifted, reality crackled and
swirled. The sphere imploded through the wormhole between realities. A scrap of
blue cloth alongside a silver watch inscribed with a chimera lay there where
she had left them. By the time the Z fighters came to find her, they would open
the watch with the note tucked inside and wonder where she had gone.