Being brought back to life wasn't so bad after all, Cell had realized. Sure, rotting in hell for all of eternity wasn't the greatest thing to ever happen to him, but he had accepted that that was what his life was now.

Until he found Gohan again.

Of course, how could he forget Gohan! Why, it was Gohan's fault that he was stuck in hell in the first place! At first, Cell had the full intention to kill Gohan, but that would be too easy.

Cell ended up taking another route, one that was much more satisfying than just simply killing the hybrid. This route in particular made his revenge all the more sweeter and worthwhile.

It made Cell love being alive again.

After harvesting crops from a nearby farm, Cell had decently filled up a sack with food for his saiyan. He wasn't a monster to let Gohan starve to death, and it wouldn't do either of them any good if Gohan turned into a skeleton. At that point, Gohan wouldn't be able to keep up with the hell that Cell would put him through.

"That should do it," Cell says to himself, then turning to the red barn and shaking his head. "I guess that easily frightened farmer learned his lesson to leave me be." Cell ties the sack up with a rope as he held it easily in one of his hands. The bug then turned around to stare toward the direction of where he and Gohan currently reside. "Now then, time to get home to my pet. Poor thing is probably wondering where I am." He says with an added chuckle and a smirk.

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"Honey, I'm home!" Cell declares happily, always wanting to say that cliché line that he's seen husbands say to their wives in movies. Since he didn't want Gohan to grow bored or insane in his own lingering thoughts, Cell started stealing DVDs from wherever he could find them and watch them with Gohan. He picked up a couple of things, but Cell wouldn't make it a habit.

Cell could sense Gohan's ki lingering in the hallway before the hybrid decided to dawdle back and forth until he reached the kitchen. The perfect life form watches cautiously as Gohan peeks over from the corner, staring ahead with one tired eye inching out from the side of the wall. Of course, he wasn't going to greet Cell back, his mind wasn't that corrupt yet. Cell of course, gave him time since the two of them had all the time of the world.

"In case you're wondering my precious pet, I did bring some more food for you to enjoy. Why don't you sit yourself on the couch and make yourself look pretty? You can go ahead and watch TV." Cell says, smiling wide at the timid hybrid.

" . . . Okay . . ." Gohan meekly whispers, Cell barely being able to hear his rare response. On usual days after a couple of weeks of the kidnapping, Gohan used to abrasively lash out at Cell. Swearing to Cell that the rest of the Z fighters or his family would eventually find him and Cell would pay. Now that Gohan's flickering flame of hope was slowly and evidently dying out, he became more and more mute. The former brave and ambitious shell that Gohan once wore was now crushed and decimated into—this.

Cell had high hopes that after Gohan was done with this depressing phase, that he would finally accept the insanity that was his life now. Gohan's own villain, had raped the virginity out of Gohan and repeatedly degraded him down into nothing. Gohan thought that once Cell got his sweet sweet revenge, that he would let Gohan go. Cell would prepare for a new Cell games, giving Gohan a certain amount of time to train himself up for their official rematch, but of course Cell had other plans.

Once the Stockholm Syndrome had kicked in, Cell envisioned his pretty pampered hybrid to become submissive and sweet. Instead of forcing sex out of Gohan, Cell would have to deal with his whining hybrid saiyan being in heat cycles. Gohan would then beg Cell to fuck him again and again in every room of their little house. Once Cell trusted Gohan enough to not miss the sorry excuse of his old life, he'd get him one of those smart phones from Capsule Corps. and let him watch some cooking videos so that Gohan would show his deep gratitude for Cell in meals—not that Cell needed to eat. But since it was his precious pet that made the food, how could he possibly resist?

Gohan toddles his way back into the living room, Cell's ears making out the fact that Gohan had just plopped himself down the couch and turned on the TV. The distant sound of the TV wasn't loud enough to let Cell know what Gohan was currently watching.

"You know, you can turn up the volume." Cell bellows from the kitchen, opening up his sack to put away the food he had stolen for the two of them.

No response came from Gohan, but the TV became significantly louder as the many different voices and music let Cell know that Gohan was changing channels.

As Cell gathers up the food he was going to cook tonight, he pays attention to the TV once he hears the mentioning of Son Gohan. Ah yes, Gohan's favorite channel, the news. Cell couldn't help but smile at the fact that his little toy was still feeling hopeful!

"It is now officially almost a month since the disappearance of Son Gohan when the young man had high hopes to spend a wonderful camping trip with his baby brother. The authorities have no leads as to who could've possibly done this, but they are still searching in hopes that Gohan will return safely to his family. His mother hasn't given up either and she just wants her baby boy back. Authorities will continue to investigate, but the one question remains: Where is Son Gohan, and who is the monster who could've done this? Now, the charitable foundation of Hercule Satan is donating in the efforts to bring forth justice."

Gohan winces from where he sat as he hears a roar of laughter coming from the kitchen. That much made Gohan clench his hands into fists as they tear into the fabric of his deep purple battle pants. He knew he shouldn't have watched the news. He knew Cell would've reacted like this. Gohan shivers as he feels the heavy footsteps into the quaint living room, Cell grinning at the hybrid who sat on the couch.

"My, my. Humans are such a strong sort, even though they have no chance against me. You'd think they'd give up this whole charade of finding you at this point. One thing they can't comprehend to understand is that I don't want filthy worthless zeni. I don't even want power over this universe!" Cell predaciously saunters toward Gohan as he bends himself forward, cupping the hybrid's face as he whispers into his ear. "I already have everything I could ever possibly want right here." He lowers his hand down on Gohan's chest, rubbing at one of his pecks.

Without receiving a response from Gohan, Cell leans forward and presses his lips down on Gohan's. He sloppily kisses Gohan over and over again, shoving his tongue into the caverns of his mouth to violate his lips. Cell could already feel the excitement wriggling within him, but had to stop. He needed to cook supper for his saiyan. As he broke the kiss, he turns around like nothing happened and returns into the kitchen.

A normal person would wonder why hadn't Gohan fought back yet, and the answer was that Cell was smarter than the average kidnapper. Of course Gohan would fight back relentlessly. Throw a blast or two in his face, kick and punch every chance he got, but Gohan couldn't. Not anymore. The ki draining cuffs that Cell had stolen from Capsule Corps. now hug Gohan's wrists, eating away at his ki and decimating it into nothing so that he couldn't fight back.

A tiny part of Gohan hated Bulma for creating these stupid cuffs for whatever stupid sexual reason she had. Hopefully she had realized a pair was missing and put two and two together, unless she had so many ki draining cuffs in the world that she didn't even realize a pair of cuffs was gone.

Tonight, Cell would cook up an octopus dinner followed by white rice and some steamed vegetables. He was quick to work on the meal as he found himself grinning at the fact that Gohan changed the news channel into some random soapy drama.

Dinner was always the same, Cell and Gohan sat in silence at the table, eating what Cell had cooked. Although it did take some time for Gohan to actually trust the parasite to not have poison the food. After all, the painful reminder was brought up every now and then when Gohan didn't trust Cell.

What good was a dead hybrid saiyan to a perfect parasite? Cell planned to keep Gohan forever, and in a sick and twisted fucked up way, he had plans to scavenge for the dragon balls to make two wishes: to make himself indestructible and to make Gohan immortal. As the days turned into months, months turned into years, years turned into decades, decades turned into centuries, Gohan would eventually accept that this is what his life had permanently come to. He would realize that his family and friends had given up hope and that they would age out and die, while he was left to live in a fucked up forever with his captor.

Gohan himself hadn't learned of this plan that Cell had brewing yet. Cell wanted to wait to tell him, or maybe once Gohan was driven mad, he would subtly mention how they could finally live together forever. Cell was already so eager with this, that the time for his new plan to be executed was close! He just had to wait for the news reports to die down just in case the Z fighters were planning something.

Today, Gohan had hoped that Cell wasn't in the mood for sex. His sexual patterns were unpredictable and never consistent enough to give Gohan a sense of preparedness and anticipation. So, before Cell could do anything, Gohan was quick to flee the kitchen and move on to his room. He kicks off his shoes before throwing himself down the bed and throwing the covers over his body. He tried to maintain his breathing as his heart was practically pounding within his rib cage. "Don't be in the mood, don't be in the mood . . ." Gohan inwardly repeated this in his thoughts as the news made him feel like shit. Not a day went by where he didn't think of his family and friends. He didn't even care that he was forcefully living with Cell at this point, but the horrible things Gohan imagined his family going through took the cake.

A slow and haunting creak drags out in his room as Gohan's eyes widened into saucers. His heart now rested on his tongue as Gohan's blood ran cold. The familiar heavy footsteps let Gohan know that Cell was here, peering into the darkness to get a good look at the hybrid in the bed.

"Time to wake up." Cell says in a voice that was so dark and so horrifying that Gohan almost couldn't recognize it, followed up by the lights in the room being turned on. Gohan scrambled himself out of his sleeping position as he backs away into the wall. The hybrid was met with the wickedly grinning parasite staring at him hungrily.

Cell could smell Gohan's fear and the pounding of Gohan's heart only excited him further.

"All you ever do is use me as a toy! You use me for your fucked up fantasies! I don't wanna have sex with you!" Gohan could feel the tears running down his face. He was reduced to being that same little crybaby many years ago who couldn't get angry and put up a fight.

Cell sat on his knees down the bed, only getting closer to Gohan as he places both hands on the wall, hovering above Gohan to block off any exit for the hybrid.

"I have to fight . . . I have to fight . . ." The crying child in Gohan's mind begged for Gohan to try and stop this monster, but how could he? He had no chance.

Cell then forcefully grabs Gohan by the waist, slamming him down the bed while tearing off the scarlet belt that hugs the hybrid's waist. The speckled and spotted bug then proceeded to rip off the top of Gohan's purple gi, leaving his chest bare to Cell. Scratches, love marks and bites paint the surface as Cell briefly takes off the cuffs, knowing that Gohan was too weak to fight back anyway. He tosses them behind him as the sprung around a couple of times before laying on the ground to gather with the rest of Gohan's clothes once he was completely naked.

Cell's lips latch onto Gohan's skin, kissing violently at his neck and tasting his flesh to his heart's content. Every other kissing fit would be halted with a fierce bite into the skin of the hybrid, tasting the addictive blood off of him. Gohan was whining, something that Cell could never get tired of hearing.

Simultaneously with both hands, Cell massages Gohan's chest, feeling the perked nipples on his palms. Once he was done sufficiently marking his territory, he moves down to Gohan's waist, prepared to pull Gohan's penis out from the confinements of his pants. His pants were already loose anyway so it was one quick swipe and Gohan was now completely naked. Cell threw the pants down to the floor as he raises himself up to stare at Gohan's gorgeous naked body. This body was all Cell's and he bathed in that fact like a thick layer of skin.

"Now what do we have here?" Cell picks up Gohan's penis from its resting state in his dominant hand as he strokes it in his hand. "You're not hard yet, Gohan!" Cell knew he wouldn't receive an answer, but he wouldn't back down at an opportunity to get a jab at Gohan.

While the hybrid was busy crying himself and staring up at the ceiling, Cell continues to massage Gohan's penis up and down in his hand, watching as Gohan's penis grew veins and precum sputters at the tip. Cell's mouth waters at the sight of the precum as he always enjoyed the taste of Gohan in his mouth, sucking him dry of everything he had to offer. Cell's penis was already gardening up on his protective shell as he brings his face down towards Gohan's penis.

"Time to taste you!" Cell cheers as he licks at Gohan's sensitive tip, causing the now messy haired hybrid to groan audibly and arch his neck back, head on pillow. Cell first takes the tip in his mouth, sucking away at it to get every little bit of the salty precum on his tongue. Once he was satisfied enough and wanted to be greeted with more, Cell practically deep-throats Gohan, feeling his penis in his wet mouth.

"A-Aaah!!" Gohan cries out, humiliated as always with the fucked up fact that he always enjoyed receiving blowjobs from Cell. Just like the first time when Gohan's clueless little mind didn't even know what the hell a blowjob even was.

Cell bobs his head back and forth, feeling the heat of Gohan in his mouth as every fine detail and texture of his penis drove him to his own sexual highs. Cell rings a finger and thumb around the last inch of Gohan and rubs him in a circular motion, continuously pumping his penis in his mouth. Cell now sucks at his fastest and roughest, lightly teething at the skin of Gohan, causing the hybrid to whimper in pain.

Before either of the two knew it, Gohan had came in Cell's mouth and just like every other time that Cell gave Gohan a blowjob, his arch nemesis had happily indulged in his load. Cell swallows every bit of what Gohan gave him before sitting up and wiping away at his mouth. Gohan catches his breath from where he laid on the bed as he was already beginning to sweat.

"Now he's gonna fuck me . . ." Gohan painfully reminds himself, bracing himself for being fucked mercilessly by such a tall creature.

"Here I was thinking you'd last a little while longer, but I guess it can't be helped." Cell crudely comments as he grins, spreading his own legs as he lets his wet erection move out from being tightly restricted. "Since you didn't last long Gohan, I'm going to fuck that pretty mouth of yours." Cell declares, causing a shiver to travel down Gohan's spine. The fear in Gohan's blood quickly made a triumphant return since Gohan had never given Cell a blowjob—he's only ever been fucked by that horrible thing. Judging by the way it hurt in his ass every time Cell would force himself inside of him, Gohan knew he wouldn't be able to handle giving a blowjob to Cell.

As if reading the hybrid's thoughts, Cell strokes the spiky strands of Gohan's hair and says in a warning tone, "Now now, I'll go easy on you since it's your first time, but if you puke out your guts on the sheets, I'll have you wash them by hand." As Cell expected, Gohan glares at him with a fierce pout. He knew Gohan didn't want to give him a blowjob, but Cell wanted to feel how amazing that mouth felt on his penis.

Cell moves up to Gohan's face, careful not to sit on his vital neck and chest as he gives himself a couple of strokes. A tint of radish red powders Gohan's cheeks as he can hear the sound of Cell's natural lubricant slicking itself in Cell's grasp.

Cell grins as he stares down into Gohan's eyes. "Now, open wide~!" He sings as Gohan's lips quiver like crazy, due to his own fear swallowing him up whole. "Come on, be a good boy and calm down . . . Easy breaths." He inches his tip on Gohan's lips as the hybrid flinches at the moistness. Gohan knew that if he didn't do as he was told, Cell would drag him by the hairs and shove that thing down his throat. So, in order to go at his own pace to potentially not puke, Gohan holds Cell's penis and guides it into his mouth.

He is surprised by the foreign taste of Cell's lubricant as he slowly sucks on the inches that were in his mouth. It was so thick that it was hard to move it around in his mouth.

Cell grins victoriously as he gently starts thrusting his hips back and forth at a slow pace to let Gohan get a feel for it. Cell couldn't help but blush at the mesmerizing sight of Gohan sucking on him, holding onto the rest of his length.

"Such a good boy, Gohan! Look at you, taking it in bit by bit!" Cell grazes his fingers into Gohan's hair as he smirks. "Although I expected you to be strong enough to take more of me in." Again, Cell thrusts his penis slowly in and out of Gohan's mouth as tears prick the edge of his eyes. The hybrid was nearly gagging when it threatened to go down his throat. In order to keep himself steady, Gohan held onto Cell's waist.

"See? We're getting through this easily," Cell says with a soft sigh, picking up the pace of his thrusting as he was about to go animalistic. "You're a saiyan, surely you can take more than that." He growls under his breath, rocking his hips back and forth as he was practically forcing it down Gohan's throat. Gohan could only hold onto dear life as he prayed he didn't puke. He uses his lips to massage the sensitive skin of Cell's penis to push him to the edge, whatever helped him achieve his climax faster.

"Ohhhhh~!!" Cell groans, arching his body back as he goes as rough as he pleases, amazed with the blowjob—so close to his climax! "Gohan, I'm gonna—!" And Cell settles himself down on Gohan, cumming in his mouth.

Gohan's eyes widen as the tears rush down his face, feeling the nasty load of Cell's rush down his throat. He had no choice but to swallow. Once Cell had pulled away from being in front of Gohan's face, Gohan thought that was it for the day. As the naked hybrid quickly sat up, he coughs in disgust, swallowing a couple of times so he wouldn't puke. He tries his hardest not to groan in disgust as he could feel the searing eyes of Cell on him.

The perfect life form rolls his eyes as he was sitting up too. "You know, for a saiyan, you sure are easy to break. A warm blooded human would probably last longer than you." Cell says this as he grins, dragging Gohan down the bed by his feet and pins both wrists down to the side of his head.

"I . . . I thought we were done for today . . ." Gohan quietly murmurs, hoping that that fucked up excuse for a blowjob would be enough for Cell.

"Done?" Cell laughs at such a silly joke. "You seriously think we'd be done with measly blowjobs? You didn't even last long with both of them, so I'm going to have my way with you . . ."  He leans his face close to Gohan and says in a dark husky voice. "And no matter how much you beg me to stop, cry yourself  a storm or try to shove me off, I'll just keep going until I'm completely satisfied." His words were dangerous, warning Gohan of the outcome of the night.

Gohan was never ready the first time, and he'd certainly never be ready this time.

In order to not humiliate himself any further, Gohan said nothing more, waiting for Cell to fuck him like an animal.

Cell's penis lowers itself down below Gohan's ass, grinding itself between his cheeks to prepare him. As usual, it felt good to rub his self lubricated cock in between his butt cheeks and to ignite every single bundle of nerve for Gohan. As suspected, Gohan began to breathily moan over Cell's motions and his erection poked up. Some other day, Cell would rub their erections together—this day however was reserved for fucking his favorite hybrid saiyan beneath him.

"As usual, you're already feeling good on me, Gohan! I can't wait to see how tight you are today." Cell declares, angling himself at Gohan's butt hole and prodding at it teasingly.

Gohan winces as he could already imagine how the pain will feel up inside him. He grips the bedsheets as he whimpers, his whole body trembling.

Without another warning, Cell pushes himself all the way inside of Gohan, making every part of Gohan throb in pain. The hybrid screams out, his body arched as he attempts to take in the length of Cell. The android sighs softly in delight as Gohan felt incredible as ever, tight and wet with his own cum. The gleam in Cell's eyes were hypnotically bright as he slides himself out, easing himself back in, keeping this consistent pattern.

The bed creaks beneath them as Gohan groans, his legs numbly wrapping around Cell's waist as the thrusting becomes deeper. Cell lowers his face down towards Gohan, kissing his lips over and over again as gently as he could. While he was kissing away at his lips, Cell repeatedly slams his cock into the wet insides of Gohan, the lewd wet noises turning him on.

Through the kissing session, Gohan could only gasp as the parasite pounded into him mercilessly, hitting sensitive spots that drove the tears down his face once more. Cell seems to notice that Gohan was starting to cry, so he breaks the kiss, pulling away from being so close to the hybrid's body.

Cell sets himself at a weird angle as he hooks his leg on top of his shoulder, slamming his penis inside repeatedly, swaying it sideways to hit the most intricate spots.

Gohan's choked sobs escape his mouth as tears would not stop running down his face. It hurt, it hurt so fucking bad again, and it was worse that Cell was stretching the muscles in his leg. Above everything else, Cell's thick penis was penetrating him at wicked speed with no love or patience towards Gohan. No matter how many times Gohan begged Cell to stop or cried, Cell just wouldn't stop. It was as if Cell was turned on by his crying and the fact that Gohan was being raped by him. Gohan was being reduced again into nothing, and it was utterly humiliating that Gohan could no longer defeat Cell.

"Fuck, fuck!" Cell growls, riding out his euphoric high as his groin area slaps repeatedly against Gohan's skin, deeper and deeper, obsessed with the sloppy hard sex that they were having. The bed was creaking along as quick as Cell's thrusting came, the headboard slamming over and over again into the wall as he swears up a storm, closer to his own orgasm.

The perfect life form blinks as he feels a couple of wet splatters on his lower abdomen, lowering his gaze down to see that Gohan's cum was shooting up on Cell, his lips twitching into a smirk as he was amused.

"Oh? And here I was—" Cell slams himself into Gohan a couple times, releasing a grunt. "Thinking that you weren't enjoying this, my poor little pet, but you're cumming just as much as I'm about to. Your favorite part's coming: the part where I cum deep inside your tight little ass." Cell declares, his dick pulsating deliciously as he could feel his ejaculation practically swirling inside of his penis. "Here it comes, Gohan!"

Gohan gasps, his once obsidian orbs transforming into soulless grey stones. A loud wet splurt vibrates into Gohan's ears as he shivers, feeling the warm flood of Cell's semen fill his ass up until it was dripping down the bed.

The room is filled with their panting and grunting of their sex finally finishing, Gohan feeling disgusted and mortified just as he always did every time they had sex. Gohan never wanted this. He never wanted nor did he imagine that this was what his life would come to. Every damn day that he woke up in his new life, painfully reminded of who he belonged to, Gohan wanted to die. No matter how much ki he tried to build up, he couldn't kill himself. He wasn't allowed to leave the house to go climb the tallest mountain and jump off.

This was his permanent hell and he knew Cell wasn't going to ever let him go.

Cell knew Gohan was suicidal and extremely depressed with his hints of PTSD. He didn't want Gohan to live in sadness and fear forever, so in due time when it was his birthday, Cell would give him a present. A certain Namekian that would give him false hope and a fatherly love that he craved so much. Besides, the Namekian was too weak to even fight Cell, but the perfect life form knew that Gohan's master would be fine being with Gohan. He would live for Gohan as Cell was doing so now.

Gine and Caulifla are inseparable. From the moment these two were born on planet Vegeta, their ki collided amongst each other as they were drawn to each other almost immediately. As the two grew up, they decided to live in a house together. Gine would take care of the house and cook while Caulifla would go on missions and make sure she was strong enough to protect herself and Gine.

Lucky for the both of them they were enlisted in team Bardock, though Gine was a bit hesitant to be in such a team. Caulifla still kept her strong vow of protecting Gine.

Today was their day off while the rest of team Bardock was off doing their own missions. Caulifla and Gine didn't mind, as long as they had each other to keep company.

The enchanted forest is one of the saiyans' favorite spots to go to for relaxation. Caulifla found it while adventuring around once, and then the very next day she brought Gine along with her. Since then, they always came here to get away from their troubles or to ease some stress.

"I can't believe it's almost been a year since we joined team Bardock!" Gine declares happily, her tail wagging as it thumps on the grass.

Caulifla rests back on the ground with her hands behind her head. She allows the tree's cherry blossoms to provide shade. "Yeah, who would've thought we'd be the two lucky girls to be on that squad? Pretty cool huh?" She says with a smirk but keeps an eye on Gine.

Gine grasps a fistful of the grass before swallowing her embarrassment. A flow of scarlet takes her cheeks as she then says, "Uhhh, listen . . . Caulifla . . . I believe I've grown feelings for someone on the Bardock squad." Gine could practically feel her heart hammering in her chest.

"Really?" Caulifla opens both eyes as she turns her head to look at Gine. "I . . . Have fallen for someone too." She admits quickly.

Gine smiles wide, glad that someone had taken the heart of her best friend. After all, she deserves to be happy. If Gine had to assume who Caulifla had fallen for, it had to be Tora. Tora goofed a lot with her and would tag team with her if she wasn't with Bardock. Caulifla talked to him more than she did with Fasha, and they had lunch a couple times.

Caulifla couldn't believe that Gine finally found someone she had fallen for. Once upon a time, did Caulifla consider her more than a friend, but figured that maybe Gine was only attracted to the opposite gender. Then again, she was starting to get really close to Fasha and wouldn't be surprised if she already had a sexual thing going on with Fasha.

"That's amazing! How about on the count of three, we reveal who we like?" Gine says, keeping that big smile.

"Yeah, sure thing!"

"One . . ."

"Two . . ."

"Three!"

"Bardock!" They both say in unison and then gasp in horror. The saiyans were too stunned to speak and chose to be silent for a few moments.

" . . . N-No way . . . You like Bardock too?!" Caulifla says, sitting up slowly as she stares at Gine long and hard.

Gine felt ashamed that she had fallen for a man that Caulifla loved as well. " . . . I can stop liking him so you can be his mate." Gine sheepishly says while her heart sank to her stomach. She'll get over Bardock overtime, but she would never be happy being with Bardock while Caulifla was secretly hurting. She winces as she feels Caulifla's hands grip her shoulders.

"Gine, what the hell! I'd rather you be happy with Bardock! Forget about me, I'd rather value your friendship than my own happiness!" Caulifla says as the two look at each other, unable to read the mixture of emotions that laid in each other's eyes.

"B-But, Caulifla . . . I love you too and would rather keep this relationship we have now instead of sacrificing it for some dumb temporary feelings we have for our captain!" Gine says, placing her hands on Caulifla's waist as she then throws herself forward, hugging Caulifla tightly. A radish red takes her cheeks as her eyes soften.

Caulifla hugs back, squeezing her eyes shut as she tries her best not to cry while holding Gine in her arms. Their tails numbly outstretch towards each other and grip each other tightly, causing the saiyans to shiver.

"Hehe, okay Gine. How about this," she curls her forefinger under Gine's chin and places her thumb on the end of it. "Whoever Bardock chooses as his mate, we just accept it."

Gine nods only once, but was so unsure about what the future would hold. Sure, she would love one with Bardock, but couldn't see a future without Caulifla. "Okay, but I'm fine without a mate, as long as it means you stay in my life." Gine says as Caulifla grits her teeth, tightening her hold on Gine.

"You can be such an idiot sometimes." And before Gine could respond, Caulifla had pulled her in for a kiss, pressing her lips on hers for a few seconds—then pulling away, just in case Gine wasn't into girls too. Caulifla hangs her head as she hides the scarlet flush that took her face. "I-I'm sorry, I-I shouldn't have kissed you without your consent . . . I just couldn't help it."

Gine smiles, but of course Caulifla couldn't see this reaction. "Caulifla?"

Caulifla hesitates to look at her, "Y-Yeah?"

"Now you're being an idiot." Gine says, and practically lunges at her, pinning her down the grass as Caulifla squeaks in response. Placing both hands on Caulifla's face, Gine gifts her a kiss of her own. Caulifla's eyes widen in surprise as she never expected this from Gine, but Kami she loved it.

Caulifla pulls Gine closer, spreading her legs so that Gine's waist would lower down on hers. It was too bad that Gine chose to wear the dress armor rather than her casual team Bardock armor. Breaking the kiss, Caulifla gently raises Gine back, "How much further do you want to go?" She asks, breathless.

Gine's gentle obsidian orbs gaze into those of Caulifla as she smiles. In a husky and seductive voice Gine replies with, "All the way."

Caulifla smirks, pulling Gine in for another kiss as Gine's tail wags. Gine kisses back with much fervor as Caulifla's fingers grip at the waistband of Gine's long pink armor skirt and tugs on it. Gine grins into the kiss, helping Caulifla pull down her skirt as she stretches it a bit to let her tail free. Down the skirt goes, leaving Gine in her black battle tights. She breaks the kiss to take a look at Caulifla who was trapped under a love spell casted by Gine.

"You know, I don't want to be the only one with armor coming off." She says with a sheepish smile.

Caulifla smirks up at Gine as she lowers a hand down her waist, nearing her ass. "Guess you wanna see me naked too, huh? What's stopping you Gine?"

Gine returns the smirk as she plays with the red straps of Caulifla's armor, lowering it down her shoulders as Caulifla works with herself to move her arms up to allow Gine to pull it off. Finally it comes off, leaving Caulifla's breasts exposed to Gine. Her cheeks aflame as Gine stares at them, mesmerized by the soft mounds of her breasts and her perky nipples.

Without even asking, Gine places her hands on each breast and massages them softly. She too shared her cheeks dusted with red as Caulifla curious hand slips into the front of Gine's tights, feeling up on where her clit was. Gine gasps, looking down at the sight before looking into Caulifla's eyes to meet the mischief in them.

Caulifla gives Gine's clit a couple strokes as she asks seductively, "How does it feel?"

Gine gulps, never having anyone touch her down there—not even herself—so it was safe to say this felt . . . new. "It feels . . . weird, a good weird!"

Caulifla giggles, continuing with her ministrations of making Gine feel good. "That's good." She slides her middle and ring finger down into her virgin tight hole as Gine gasps out, leaning into Caulifla's touch as she struggles to keep groping her. Gine starts to tremble as her shaky hands move onto Caulifla's battle tights.

"You should feel good too, Caulifla." Gine says, tugging her black tights and panties down, Caulifla kicking off her boots as her clothes go flying to gather somewhere behind the two. Now Caulifla was completely naked as she reddens, watching as Gine takes off the rest of her clothes too. They proceed to kiss each other passionately as their tails gnarl and twist with each other and rub for friction. Gine's fingers found themselves in between Caulifla legs, rubbing at her clit a couple times before sliding themselves in her entrance, causing the saiyan to moan into the kiss.

"Oh Gine~." Caulifla grips Gine's waist and flips them over so that now she was on top. Stroking her legs, the blush on her cheeks was bright. "You know, Gine . . . I always wanted to do this kind of stuff with you."

Gine smiles up lovingly at Caulifla gasping as she then dragged one of her legs up and hooked it over her shoulder. "Ca-Caulifla?" Gine's face reddens up as Caulifla gives her a crooked grin then bringing her core up against Gine's. "A-Aaah!" Gine immediately cries out in a roar of pleasure. Caulifla hisses lowly at the contact as she coils a hand around Gine's leg.

"I'm gonna start moving now," Caulifla says through soft groans, swaying her hips back and forth as their clits bump, swollen with the pleasure. Gine was already quite the moaning mess, Caulifla's delicate panting contrasted hers, but both were sounds of self indulgence. "Fuck Gine! You feel so good!" Caulifla says, quickening the pace as Gine squeezes her eyes shut in the immense pleasure, feeling Caulifla's body lower on top of hers. Their hardened nipples rub against each other as Gine brings Caulifla into a deep kiss, their teasing tails lingering at each other's entrance, prodding as they pleased. It was a mutual silence of wanting more, and the a couple inches of their tails started thrusting as Caulifla grinds on Gine faster, their clits wet with their juices.

As Caulifla breaks the kiss and sits herself back up to keep with the thrusting and stare at the dirty sight of their tails, Gine stares up at the big blue sky, moaning as loudly as Caulifla was at this point. In her own trance, her eyes wander off before snapping. Not far off from where they currently were, sat a tall muscular built saiyan, his eyes set on the sight of the female saiyans.

His eyes held a certain darkness and almost a warning within them as panic surged through Gine. One arm was tossed across his knee while his other leg draped down the cliff he sat comfortably on.

"B-Bardock?!"  Gine gasps, but Caulifla mistakes it as her soft sounds of pleasure. How long has the man been there—watching?! Oh Kami, Gine couldn't believe this! Why the hell of all days and out of all situations Bardock had to be watching?! "C-Caulifla!" Gine throws her hands on Caulifla's waist, giving it a couple squeezes in a warning as Caulifla smirks down at her.

"What's wrong, Gine? Want more?" Caulifla mistook the gesture as the spiky haired saiyan quickens up her thrusting practically bouncing up and down as their wet clits continue to rub against each other. Gine couldn't help but moan loudly as she tries to speak through them.

"Hanngh . . . Aughhh . . . Ahhh~ Caulifla wait!" Gine begins to remove the tip of her tail from being deep inside of Caulifla to see if she could catch her drift but the saiyan who was currently riding out her high drops her body atop of Gine's and whimpers with the immense pleasure.

Bardock stares at Caulifla's ass as it bounces with every thrust she was giving to Gine. He watches as their tails powered pumped into each other as he heard the loud and lewd noises of their sex as he couldn't stand to watch anymore. His boner was suffocating in his black battle tights as he rises up on his feet, teleporting behind Caulifla. Once she slowly sat up and continued with her cries of pleasure and bouncing, he places his hands down her waist, squeezing her as Caulifla's eyes widened, feeling whoever was grabbing her scoop her up off of Gine.

"Well, well well. What do we have here? Two saiyan girls in heat." He huskily says down Caulifla's back as Caulifla shrieks, being plopped down in the free space in between Bardock's legs.

"B-Bardock!" Gine manages to say from laying on the bed of grass, unaware of her legs being spread and drenched in her own sweat and juices.

"Like it's any of your business you fucking perv!" Caulifla says, trying to squirm in his grasp as Bardock plants Caulifla down across his knees, ass up as he tugs her tail. Caulifla cries out over the jolts of electric pain turnt pleasure.

"Ba-Bardock!" Gine sat up, forgetting she was just as naked as Caulifla as she throws a hand forward as a means to try to get him to stop. "P-Please! Leave Caulifla alone—sh-she's right! W-What we do . . . isn't necessarily your business!" She squeaks, her face reddening up.

Bardock raises his head up from staring down at Caulifla's ass as he wickedly grins at Gine. "None of my business, eh Gine? Both of you are brats, and do you know what brats need?" Bardock keeps his eyes glued to Gine while he begins to rub Caulifla's ass with one hand while jerking her tail with the other.

"H-Hey! Leave Gine out of this, bastard!" Caulifla says from where she laid on Bardock as the strong saiyan raises his hand from where it was planted before giving her ass a hard spank.

Gine winces at the sound, followed by Caulifla's little whimper. "B-Bardock! Stop it, leave Caulifla alone!"

"Brats deserve to be punished, and believe me, I'm going to punish both of my naughty saiyans." Bardock says, raising his hand again as his hand crashes down Caulifla's ass, spanking her over and over until a bright pink dusted her cheeks. Caulifla was whimpering and squeaking with every spank and it didn't help that he was tugging fiercely at her tail. "Starting with you, Gine." Bardock raises Caulifla right off his lap and delicately places her down the grass as Caulifla didn't know whether to be turned on by this situation or be completely baffled that Bardock now claimed ownership over the both of them.

"M-Me?!"

"Yeah, you." Bardock says with a twisted grin, grabbing Gine by the legs and dragging her close, causing her to squeak. She didn't think any of this was actually happening—it was way too crazy! Bardock inspects her gleaming clit and her cum running down her legs already from her early sex session as he places a finger down her clit. "You're already so wet, but I don't wanna fuck you just yet." He says this while dragging the finger down to her entrance, without warning he thrusts the finger inside, causing Gine to cry out and arch her back up, captured in his spell.

"G-Gine . . ." Caulifla whispers under her breath from where she was, as she couldn't help but smile. Her first time with a man was going to be with Bardock, and Gine loved Bardock. Whatever made Gine happy, made Caulifla happy.

"Heh, did having Caulifla bounce up and down on ya get ya this hot and wet?" Bardock remarks as his finger thrusts in and out of Gine.

"Aaah~ hahhh!!" Gine was writhing from where she laid as Bardock places his thumb down Gine's clit, rubbing it back and forth. "Ahhhngh! Bardock!"

Bardock smirks triumphantly as he waits until she came on his finger, whistling at the sight of her climax. "Alright, Gine! Hope you're prepared to get what's coming, straight from your captain!" Bardock declares, tugging down his battle tights to reveal his throbbing erection which catches the attention of both small saiyans.

Gine's eyes widen at the size of Bardock's penis as she trembles. "N-No way that's going to fit inside of me!"

"Don't worry, babe . . ." Bardock brings his waist close to Gine's rubbing his dick on her, lifting her legs up as he holds them up. "It will fit!"

"You jerk, how do you know she even wants it!" Caulifla says from where she sat, bare naked just as she was before.

Vegeta always pretended to hate feisty women, but in reality they were such a turn on for him. At first, he liked Bulma—or the idea of her, but since she was taken by Yamcha the saiyan prince decided to back off.

Then came Kakarot's wife. Oh how he fell hard for Kakarot's wife. First was the daily visits to her house to indulge in her cooking, and then it was the endless venting to each other and enlightening her to the ways of the saiyan. Vegeta however, learned to accept the fact that Chi-Chi was going to belong to Kakarot forever.

Third time's a charm and Vegeta ended up mentoring the daughter of Hercule, the man who was famously known for taking the glory. The girl always seemed to admire Vegeta and loved to be trained by him. Even now as a senior, Videl still wanted to be trained under him, and eventually be more than just his student. Eventually, Hercule accepted their relationship even though he massively disapproved of it when they announced they were getting together.

Videl groaned as she skimmed through her textbooks and gripped her pencil in one hand. She felt like she was going nowhere with her notes and it made her irritated. She already drank so much water to keep herself awake and hydrated and yet here she still was, struggling to keep her eyes open.

"You've already studied plenty enough, Videl. Why are you wasting more time studying when you already know everything there is to know about you stupid little exams?" Vegeta waltzes into her study with folded arms, staring down at her who sat behind her chicory desk surrounded by mountains of paper and textbooks lying around.

She shoots him a glare before continuing to lay her eyes on the next textbook for about the third time this day. "I have to make sure I remember this all and that I am well prepared for this!" She bites back before groaning and realizing she left out a couple paragraphs.

Vegeta stares at her in disbelief as he shook his head, making his way around her desk and scooping her up from where she sat.

"H-Hey!" Videl cries out, turning red at the fact that Vegeta threw her over his shoulder. "Cut it out, Vegeta! I need to keep studying!"

"I think you've studied quite enough, Videl." Vegeta says gruffly as he carries her into their bedroom. "It's time for you to get some shut eye, Kami knows how much sleep you lost." Vegeta kicks open the door as he practically throws Videl down the bed, the prince is met with fierce bright blue eyes as Vegeta keeps his grin, covering her up with blankets.

"Vegeta you stubborn saiyan!" Videl tries to throw the blankets off of her but Vegeta was much stronger.

"Sleep tight, my star student."

And with that Vegeta left, leaving a defeated Videl down the bed. She knew if she attempted to get up out of bed he would be out there, prepared to punish her for disobeying him.

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When Videl woke up from her deep well deserved slumber she slowly sat up, feeling the blood slowly rush up to her head.

"Ughhh, how long was I asleep?" She comments to herself as she turns her head to the right, the evidence of how long she slept was within this dark sky filled with stars and the quarter moon. "Oh crap, don't tell me I've been sleeping for that long!" Suddenly, she felt unproductive and lazy and she bounced off bed and threw open the door. She hadn't even made dinner for herself and Vegeta! But then again, she can order takeout with her dad's credit card.

She stopped in her tracks of running to the kitchen when she noticed out of the corner of her eye that the light was on in her study. She groans, shaking her head as she swore Vegeta's bad habit of leaving a light on died a long time ago.

Assuming he was in the training room or in the living room, Videl shouts, "Vegeta! How many times have I told you to turn off the lights!" She storms her way into her study and her jaw drops at the sight of her saiyan resting back on her desk. He wasn't sporting his usual saiyan armor but instead was sporting something . . . she would see one of her teacher's in.

With a book in hand, he casually reads it before looking up at her with a frown.

"Miss Satan, care to explain to me why you scored low on your last exams?" He says as he clasps his book shut, setting it down on the desk behind him.

Videl rolls her eyes. Vegeta of all people should No that she didn't fail any of her exams and she was doing just fine. "Vegeta, I didn't fail—"

"Vegeta-Sensei," he corrects her as he glares daggers at her. "You must learn to respect your teachers! I bet you think that just because it's after school that you don't have to respect me. What an impudent little bad student." Vegeta sighs as he shakes his head. "And here I thought that you were one of my best students. Guess I was wrong."

Videl blinks several times to adjust the situation Vegeta had sprawled out in the room as she reddens, quickly looking away as she hated to admit that it was turning her on. On top of that, she was still wearing her school uniform.

"Oh, forgive me Vegeta-Sensei, it's just that I've had a really long day . . ." She whines as she sulks to portray her exhaustions. "First, I went to my rival Gohan's house to have a long sparring session, and then I went with Erasa and a couple other girls to the mall, then my father wanted me to go out with him to the restaurant and the movies . . . Can you ever forgive me, Vegeta-Sensei?" She pouts as she bats her eyelashes at him.

Vegeta looks at her with folded arms across his chest, not in the slightest bit amused. "You know, it's fine if you're going out with your father but what I won't tolerate is you going out with your girlfriends to the mall and then hanging out with a boy! Is he your boyfriend?" Her teacher responds with.

Videl shakes her head as she plays with one of her pigtails. "He's not my boyfriend yet Vegeta-Sensei but I hope that once I perfect my grades—especially in this class, that he will be! He's so cute and super tall!" She sighs lovingly.

"She just had to mention the super tall part . . ." Vegeta growls at his thought before moving around the desk and taking a seat. "You are easily distracted with your delinquent habits, Videl. You need to get your attention back on school again! And from now on, you are to spend every after school with me instead of with your friends! Until I see you get good grades instead of all these lousy F's!"

"What! But Vegeta-Senseiiiii~!" Videl whines as she stomps her foot for effect. "I wanna keep training, shopping, and being with Gohan~~!"

"Too bad. Now come over here behind my desk, I must begin with your punishment." Vegeta wickedly grins at his lovely earthling as she makes her way around the desk.

"B-But! I thought this was just a tutoring session!" And before Videl could do anything, Vegeta grabbed her by the waist and placed her down across his lap. Vegeta lifts her white shirt up until it ruffled at her waist as her black shorts are exposed to him.

"No, it's not tutoring. It's detention!" Vegeta says as he pulls down her shorts and panties, exposing her bare ass to his eyes.

Videl could feel the cool air as she trembles, gripping at the fabric of Vegeta's khaki pants as she could feel Vegeta's hand raise up high in the air before clashing down her ass with a loud smack. Videl couldn't help but squeak out as her body arches back, Vegeta quick to put his other hand on her neck and guide her head back down.

"I bet your dad's never spanked you before," Vegeta adds a cackle as he raises his hand again, staring at her delicious ass before spanking it. It jiggles as a shade of pink powders on her ass. Vegeta absolutely loves it. "Now tell me, are you a good girl for Mr. Satan?"

Videl feels the delicious pain glide through her ass before it burns with a subtle pleasure. Nodding through her spanking session, the words barely come out of her mouth, "Y-Yes sir! I'm such a good girl for my dad! But for daddy I'm such a bad girl!" She squeaks as she earns another two spanks down each of her ass cheeks as she cries out. It was a good mixture of pain and pleasure.

"For daddy, huh?" Vegeta muses, knowing very well who she was referring to. "You're forgetting someone." He warns.

"V-Vegeta-Sensei! I'm not bad for you!" She says, immediately crying out soon after due to her teacher spanking her three more times. Vegeta stares down at her bright red ass as he leans his face towards her direction.

"But you are bad for me, Videl. Look at where your bitchy little attitude landed you in: detention!" He grins at her before lifting her up from where she was planted and slamming her down the desk.

"Ouch! Vegeta! No need to be so rough!" She says as she reddens at her shorts and panties being pulled away from being on her legs. Vegeta drops them to the ground as he looks at her with a smirk and spreads her legs.

"Quiet now, Videl. It's time for me to make sure you're as clean as you should be! All students must pass a little personal exam!"

Videl swallows as she watches Vegeta dip his head down between her legs as she lifts her shirt up her stomach, staring down at the flame waves of her boyfriend. "Please, sensei! Make me feel good!"

Vegeta nods happily as his tongue licks up and down her bud, prodding a finger inside of her as he is met with her intense heat. Videl tosses her head back as she moans, her saiyan gripping her legs as his tongue licks up and down at her clit faster.

"Fuck, Vegeta!" She cries out, slipping a hand underneath her bra as she pinches at one of her nipples and twists it, making her shiver. Vegeta adds another finger inside of her as he curls them, causing her to moan louder. "Yes, yes! Right there!" It wasn't long until she came, Vegeta pulling out his fingers and looking at the mess she made on his fingers.

"Such a perverted pupil," he comments, showing her his fingers as he then puts them in his mouth, savoring her taste.

Videl reddens as she quickly turns away from the dirty sight.

"Now then, I want you to get under my desk and give me a blowjob while I grade these papers." Vegeta-Sensei says as Videl sits up on her desk, looking at Vegeta in disbelief.

"It's really cramped down there sensei, I don't believe I'll fit—" she responds as Vegeta grabs her by the waist and lifts her up off the desk and puts her down her knees.

"Do you want me to punish your ass some more? Why, I could just have my way with that ass of yours and shove my cock in there, wouldn't that be pleasant?" Vegeta says, caressing the top of her head before lowering his hand down to cup her chin. "So what's it going to be, hmmm?"

Videl gulps from where she knelt under the desk and works on unfastening the belt to Vegeta's pants as she shivers at the metal of it being toyed with. Next came the zipper as she unzips his pants and finally brushes her fingers into his boxers. Kami was he hard, as she pulled out his dick and stares at it.

"Bet you never imagined that you'd be sucking on your teacher's penis huh?" Vegeta says with a crooked grin. "Don't worry, if you manage to make me cum, I'll make sure to give you an A on one of your tests you failed."

"Oh! Thank you so much, Vegeta-Sensei!" Videl then gives him a couple strokes before sucking a couple of inches in her mouth, practically kissing it.

Vegeta hisses in pleasure as she strokes the rest of him, continuing to suck away in delight.

"For an amateur, you still manage to make me feel good!" Vegeta groans, stroking at her hair as she bobs her head back and forth at that comment. "Shit! That's good!"

Videl slips a hand down between her legs as she finds her swollen clit, pulsating with delicious excitement. Using her middle and ring finger she begins to rub at herself while pushing more of Vegeta's dick inside her mouth.

"Ahh~ shit you're such a good girl!" Vegeta remarks, arching his head back, lost in the pleasure.

"VIDEL! I BROUGHT YOU THAT SASHIMI YOU WERE CRAVING!" calls out a voice from the hallway as both Vegeta and Videl's eyes widen in horror from the position they were in. Videl quickly squeezed herself back under the desk as Vegeta scoots the office chair into the desk.

"The fuck's he doing here?!" Vegeta growls as he adjusts the way he's sitting and picks up the book from where it sat on the desk.

"VIDEL!" Hercule calls out again, holding the bag in his grasp, his other hand on his face. "BABY! WHERE ARE YOU!!" He then turns to the right, guided by the golden light of her study, but instead of seeing his dear daughter he saw that meathead of a saiyan. "Hey, you! Where's my baby girl!" He screeches at Vegeta.

Vegeta puts the book down as he stares dead ahead at his girlfriend's father. He eases a small smile as the pureblood managed to say, "She's not here, she said she was going to do some studying with one of her girlfriends. She really wants to pass her upcoming exams." Vegeta says as he rubs at the top of Videl's head, then pushing her forward at the back of her head.

"N-No way he still wants me to keep sucking him off in this situation!" Videl panics with her thoughts as she remembers his threat from earlier and slowly takes him in her mouth again.

Hercule sighs happily with a big smile on his lips. "That's my baby girl! Hitting the books to keep her grades up!" He then glares at Vegeta. "If only she didn't hit on older men who think they're a hot shot."

Vegeta only kept his smile on as he really didn't want to start an argument, especially not when Hercule's good girl was blowing him under the desk. Videl picks up the pace, causing Vegeta to tremble as he coughs into his dress shirt. "Ahem, feel free to leave her sashimi in the fridge, when she gets back I'll tell her you dropped it . . . Off . . ." Vegeta tries to keep his words right.

"Hey! You got some kind of fever or something?!" Hercule says as Vegeta nods.

"Ye-Yeah! Uhh, I'm gonna go get some rest to kill it off." Vegeta responds as Hercule grunts, walking away with the bag.

"Just make sure you tell my baby girl that I bought her food!" He then quickly walks off as Vegeta clasps a hand over his mouth, trembling so much with the way Videl was sucking him off.

He curses under his breath as he grips the sides of the desk, finally hearing the door slam shut. Vegeta lets out an audible gasp as he cums inside of Videl's mouth. "Shit!"

Videl savors some as she breaks away, beet red with her dirty deeds.

Vegeta stares down at his earthling as she stares up at him with a smirk.

"Well then, that was . . . interesting to say the least." Vegeta exhales, scooping her up from being under the desk as he throws her down her desk. Videl gasps, laying flat on her stomach as she grips the front of her desk.

"Oh Vegeta-Sensei you're so dirty for wanting to fuck me on your desk! Why, when you're teaching me in front of the class, every time I stare at the desk I'm going to be thinking of this!"

Vegeta-Sensei nods in approval as he grips her waist and gives himself a couple of strokes. "And none of your classmates will know what truly happened here." He says while pushing the tip of Videl's entrance. "Now then, let's finishing up this detention session shall we?"

Videl's icy blue eyes soften as she whines, "Pl-Please, Vegeta-Sensei! Fuck me!"

"Who told you that you could command your teacher? I'm in charge and what I say . . ." He slams his boner in all the way with no warning, Videl was extra wet from the earlier event. "Goes . . ." Vegeta grins down at her ass as he moves her shirt up some more and rolls his hips back and forth.

Videl winces as she exhales in pleasure, Vegeta filling her up just right. He groans as he slides his dick in and out of her, every thrust sloppier and wetter than the last one. "You're really getting off to this!" Vegeta adds a cackle while Videl feels the desk shake beneath them. "You're fucking sexy, babe!" Vegeta says, lifting up one of her legs as he hooks it on his shoulder, Videl crying out.

"So deep!" Videl comments as her saiyan thrusts faster and rougher, pushing her into new heights as she never thought sex on a desk would be this good. "Ve-Vegeta-Sensei! Fuck me faster!" She whines as Vegeta chuckles, adjusting his earthling so she was flat on her back. Her shirt falls off in front of the desk as Vegeta lowers his body on top of hers, pinning down her wrists. He absolutely loved how her breasts bounce along with every thrust as they kiss over and over again, adding tongues to their kisses as the desk continues to creak with the rough and fast sex.

"V-Videl . . ." Vegeta groans, slamming his hands down on her waist to guide his thrusts to go faster. "Fuck . . . I'm close!"

"Yes, sensei! Yes! Fuck!" Videl's loud moans echo in the room as Vegeta growls, riding out his high as she came first—his thrusting sloppier and wetter than before as he goes his fastest, finally cumming himself.

He collapses on top of her, careful not to crush her as they lay on the desk. They catch their breaths as Videl scratches the back of Vegeta's hair.

"Ahhh . . . Hah . .  . Vegeta-Sensei, please tell me I got an A."

Vegeta chuckles, surprised she was still keeping up with the gimmick. "Hmmm, I bumped your grade up to a C. With a few more detention sessions like this, it'll be entirely an A . . ." He tugs at the stupid teacher outfit he bought earlier and growls. "But first, let me get out of this stupid thing."

Videl wraps her arms around Vegeta's back as she squeezes him. "Promise me you'll keep wearing that outfit when you're Vegeta-Sensei."

Red juices bleed out from within the plump bumpy fruit as the nectar trails down his lips. It was absolutely succulent with its sweetness and juice that it provides. Every bite was savored as much as the last, unless he was in a fight then he could only savor so much. After exhaling in delight, he casts his eyes downward to the pitiful planet that had an infectious tree growing mighty on the surface of it. It didn't matter anyway since most of the inhabitants were already dead. This wicked saiyan was already proving his power to the galaxies and he intended on letting everyone know who he was.

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She heard the news that spread like wildfire. A wickedly evil saiyan was going around planting gigantic trees on planets and harvesting the fruit that came along with it. She was warned by her best friend Cabba and his boyfriend Frost that this saiyan was unlike any other saiyan they have ever met. Of course, she knew they hadn't come close to the man yet.

She hadn't either, but deep down and secretly, she wanted to meet the saiyan behind the slaughter. She was always up for a good fight, and she really wanted to taste that power for herself. Caulifla was stupid yes, but she wasn't that stupid to purposely seek out such a grand threat.

It was already dinner time as Kale had called her over with a simple holler. Caulifla of course could smell the food, as she got up from where she sat and made her way to the dining area, Frost and Cabba were already seated as Kale was serving them plates. Kale had sensed Caulifla strut into the dining area as she looks up at her with a soft smile on her lips.

"How'd you sleep?" She asks, assuming Caulifla had taken her daily dose of a nap.

"Hah! Funny joke, Kale! I didn't take a nap today."

This causes Cabba to gasp from where he sat as he points his fork in her direction. "Whaaaat, Caulifla not taking her naps? It's the end of the world!" He cries out.

"I don't need to take a nap." She snaps, before taking her seat, staring at the food Kale had made today. "Damn, that smells good Kale!"

Kale smiles beamingly at Caulifla. "You really think so?"

"Duh, why else would I say it?" Caulifla says with a smile as she proceeds to dig in.

Kale then takes her seat at her spot of the table as everyone enjoys the dinner Kale has made.

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Caulifla is one of Frieza's favorite saiyans—though not enough to become a permanent play thing. The icejin would be lying if he didn't have the idea of toying with her and using her for his amusement once upon a time. A certain pampered prince simply wouldn't allow the emperor to add another saiyan to his collection, because if he wasn't allowed to fuck anyone else on the down low, then Frieza wasn't allowed to either. Of course no one knew that prince Vegeta had this sort of power over Frieza aside from Caulifla when he used to attempt to reel her in.

He pours himself a glass of red wine as he sits upon his throne, staring ahead at his massive rectangular crystal that would portray any saiyan of his that he wished to see. So far, he had checked up on those that went out on missions, the only one who hadn't ventured out of the safety and comfort of the village provided by Frieza was Caulifla.

He wasn't upset or anything, he knew she didn't have a mission in store for today. For the most part when he monitored this small saiyan on her days off she chose to spend it on training, sparring with fellow saiyans, or take leisurely relaxation time at the hot springs. He was surprised that Caulifla didn't have an active sex life at this point, judging by the way she loved to carry herself on a high pedestal and how gorgeous she was—though he wasn't about to admit that last part out loud. Especially not when he had a mate who would throw a tantrum over his emperor complimenting another saiyan that wasn't him.

Then again, Frieza wondered why she hadn't made any attempts to getting herself a mate or a casual fuck buddy? Then again, most saiyan boys her age were skinny and scrawny like Tarble and Cabba. She didn't seem interested in those in her age range. Once upon a time, would she flirt with Kakarot before the barbaric saiyan was taken by a hybrid saiyan. Frieza noted that she loved the older saiyan men, though she hadn't struck up anything with any of them.

Frieza takes another swig of his wine as he exhales graciously. "I guess Caulifla will just remain a mystery, that little monkey."

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She knew she had the day off and that she could basically do whatever the hell she wanted to. She hated her days off. She felt as though she never got anything done and felt the least productive on these kinds of days. This small stubborn saiyan failed to see that that was what days off were—days of relaxing and being unproductive, because she wasn't expected to do anything by the emperor up above in his spaceship. Perhaps he knew that as well and maybe that's why he gave her an extra day off above all other saiyans.

Secretly she hated it, but then again, she was free to do whatever the hell she wanted to as long as it didn't involve rebelling against Frieza. Who would rebel against him when he protected his saiyans and fed them, clothed them, and loved them? It never crossed Caulifla's mind or any other saiyan for that matter.

Today, she got up out of bed and made herself breakfast, a meat lover's skillet with crispy potatoes and loaded with cheese. She chose to wash it down with milk before going into her room and changing out of her nightgown into blue saiyan armor with black battle tights and red wristbands like her master, Bardock. It's been a while since she's seen him, so she figured she'd see him soon—on a day when Kakarot wouldn't be around.

Placing a vibrant emerald scouter on, she hums as she makes her way to the backyard where her space pod eager awaited her. A circular ruby gem glows in the middle as she stares at her own reflection with a smirk.

Caulifla knew what she was going to do today.

Ever since Caulifla was a runt, she always loved space; the endless possibilities that came with it, the multiple planets that she could explore, and the stars she could harvest for her collection. Of course, her mother forbade her from going and it wasn't until she lost her family to a horrible war in another planet did she finally have that right. Caulifla tried her hardest not to think about her family, so she built her walls up high and hid her sadness and sorrow well.

She checks the coordinates of any particular planet that dared to draw her attention. She wasn't going to go to the planet just to kill some poor civilians who didn't have a clue as to why barbaric saiyans showed an interest in them, she wasn't that kind of saiyan surprisingly.

Out of the corner of her eye, she notices a golden sphere glowing rapidly, catching her attention almost immediately. She had to take off her scouter for a couple of seconds to make sure she wasn't going crazy.

"Guess I'm going to that planet." She says to herself, tapping away at the screen in order to make her pod get a sense of direction.

When she landed, the first thing she noted was how quiet it was. When she clicked at her scouter, she found some power levels, most of them hiding in their houses. It was odd when she really thought about it, but then her blood ran cold with realization. What if she wasn't the first saiyan to step foot on this land?!

It couldn't be any of Frieza's saiyans, none of them were scheduled to come to this planet anyway. Her heart almost stopped at the second and most likely theory she had.

Turles was here.

Swallowing away both her drowning fear and absolute excitement, she cautiously walks along the planet, her scouter now silent. She didn't want to jump to conclusions or overreact to something that was all just in her head, so for now she continued on exploring.

It didn't take long for her to reach a cliff, as she sat on the edge of it to take a break from all the walking. She could've simply flied, but thanks to her newfound fear of a possible killing machine she chose not to. Now that she was left alone to her thoughts, she realized she hadn't bathed since yesterday and her insecurities started to bubble. She quickly stood up and decided it was safe to go look for a body of water to get a quick bath in.

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The terrifying conqueror wasn't on this planet very long and he was already bringing forth a new wave of destruction and death. He had just finished strangling a poor civilian to death who refused to give him intel on what this planet had to offer before he chose to plant his tree. The warm pink blood had spilled onto his fingers as he tries to wave it off, but knew it would dry up.

"Ahhh, what a good way to start the day." He says casually as he rose up on his feet. "I'm sure that the pathetic excuse of this species went into hiding after they've sensed me." He smirks with such pride to himself . . . But that didn't mean he wanted their disgusting blood staining his armor. He'd rather smell like the fruit he grows than the disgusting blood of these worthless space dust. "Now then, time to find some water to wash this off."

Turles rapidly soars through the skies, staring down at the land below him. It wasn't long until he found himself a body of water as he grins, lowering himself down almost immediately. His eyes widen as he couldn't believe what his eyes were looking at, causing him to pause in his actions.

An absolutely stunning saiyan girl standing a few feet away from the river, breasts exposed as Turles squint, trying to make out the perfect picture. She has her fingers digging into the waistband of her black battle tights as he watches her bend down, peeling them off her legs as she kicks her saiyan boots. He watches the bewitching saiyaness make her way to the stone and set her saiyan armor down neatly. Turles recognizes that armor from anywhere as he smirks, watching her turn around as her nice ass jiggles along with every step before she takes few cautious steps into the water. The gentle cerulean waves bless her body as she is halfway into the water.

"Come on . . . Turn around . . ." He hisses under his breath as he could now only see her bare back and spiky waves of hair, a couple reaching below her neck. He was getting turned on by a random saiyan, and he was going to woo her into his arms.

Caulifla was already rubbing at her skin, attempting to do away with any dirt that coated her from possibly yesterday. Surprisingly this water was warm and comforting as she exhales in relaxation.

"My my, what do we have here?" A charismatic yet dangerous voice says behind her, causing her to flinch as she immediately drops the rest of her body down into the water to hide her body from this perverted sicko. Caulifla quickly spins herself around as she wraps her arms around her chest underneath the water.

Her eyes were lit with the anger and annoyance that now flooded her body as the wicked obsidian orbs proved this. Before she could start ranting at this fucker about respecting privacy and chivalry, an icy dread chills throughout her body as she recognizes who this man was with absolute horror. She was quick to hide her fear as she pouts menacingly at the man. "Don't you know it's impolite to look at a woman while she's bathing?!"

The tall muscular built lets out a subtle chuckle as he clicks at his scouter, allowing it to read the girl's power level as it chimes multiple times in response. "Very interesting, and you don't look like a grown saiyan woman, you look more like a kid." He snidely remarks as Caulifla moves towards the rock that had her clothing, the man's eyes still following her. "Do you know who I am, small saiyan?" He watches as she hurriedly puts her clothes back on, making her cringe over how uncomfortable it was for the fabric to absorb the water off her skin.

"Of course I know who you fucking are, you're Turles." She says as he quickly darts his way down and saunters towards her like a predator  who caught his fresh prey.

"Ohhh, so you do know me, runt. Then you must know what my favorite way to pass time is." He says, eyeing her up and down as he nods to his own thoughts. This girl was in some way associated to Bardock, there's no doubt about it with the way this armor was styled.

Caulifla looks up at the man, her dark eyes tugging his own into an involuntary staring contest. This whole encounter was a dream come true and a horrific nightmare. She always wanted to fight him head on, but she knew he was extremely powerful and knowing his nature, he wasn't sparing anybody. Not even her.

"Yeah I do, but unlike those people that you just purge without warning," Caulifla gets in a battle stance. "I can put up a fight! You're looking at the supreme saiyan!"

Turles cocks an eyebrow at her and laughs at how hilarious this little runt was, thinking she could take him on. He was Turles for Kami's sake! One of the biggest names across the galaxy, and unlike the vast majority of the saiyans, he wasn't owned by Frieza. "Really? You think you can win against one who dines on the fruit of might?" He demands as Caulifla kept her confidence up, even though the little girl in her was screaming in terror. Caulifla nods once, causing the dark saiyan to chuckle dangerously low. "You've got guts, runt I'll admit that . . . Let's see if your little pride can carry you."

Before Caulifla could respond, Turles had teleported in front of her and slammed a fist up her stomach, causing to gasp in surprise before it turned into a couple of coughs. He kept his wicked grin plastered on his lips as he watches her keel over, swiftly kicking at her side, sending her flying to the cliff as it breaks upon the impact of Caulifla's body.

With folded arms, Turles gazes toward the sight of Caulifla's body mounded to the cracks of the surface as he hovers over towards her. "Awww, and here I thought this fight was going to be one of the best battles I've ever experienced!" He pouts in a way to mimic her youth. "And I was so excited . . ."

Caulifla squeezes her eyes shut, trying so hard to ignore the heat that splotched her face and the pain that was greeting the back of her body. With all her power she pulls herself out from being glued to this rocky surface as she takes a couple seconds to brush the debris off of where she felt it on her body.

"What're you talking about, bastard? This is just a warm up!" She smirks once her embarrassment fades away as it was now her turn to teleport to the man and throw a ray of punches in his direction, the terrifying conqueror able to dodge them all brilliantly.

Caulifla could feel the panic swell up in her feet and stomach as she throws a kick at his cheek, this time it slams right into his face as Caulifla kept her eyes matched on his, glaring up right at him with those pretty pair of eyes.

He stares down right back at her, his open jaw of shock that someone actually managed to land a blow on him quickly twitches into a smirk. "I'm impressed, Bardock taught you well." He then quickly wraps his fingers around her foot and tightens his grip.

It was now Caulifla's turn for her eyes widen and for her jaw to drop. "B-Bardock?!" And before she could ask him how he knew her master, he grabs her other leg while she's distracted and begins spinning her around and then sending her flying. Caulifla braces herself for another impact and before she could think of a way to stop this, Turles was now hovering above her, staring down at her with an evil glint in his eyes. He slams her down to the ground and straddles on top of her as a loud crash was heard.

"Now what are you going to do now that you're pinned down to the ground?" He challenges her.

"I don't know, what should I do?" She stares back at him with a grin, now knowing it was time to unleash her golden form. Not even three seconds after her words, a fierce flash of yellow engulfs her, causing Turles to squeeze his eyes shut for a few seconds before opening them again. His scouter begins to go off like crazy, picking up how her super saiyan form made her power level skyrocket.

"S-Super saiyan?!" Turles gasps, getting a good look at this form as he replaces his surprise with a frown. "Alright then, let's taste that real power of yours now!" He jumps off of her as he stands a few feet, waiting for the saiyan to lunge at him with everything she's got with this form.

"Glad we're on the same page!" Caulifla charged at the sadistic saiyan like a mad bull as most of her punches and kicks were able to land. Turles blocks as much as he could and once he realized she was going to go on a frenzy he backs up and starts throwing massive circular waves toward her direction, Caulifla teleporting through them quickly.

She moves with such agileness as she spins like a ballerina before throwing a giant blue sphere at him.

Turles recognizes this move as he slaps it out of his way and ignites a punching and kicking session, amazed with a fight against the super saiyan. She catches up as much as possible as slams a knee up her stomach, causing her to scream which triggered something deliciously devious within Turles.

Quick now, he raises two fists clenched together and slams them down into her back, the small saiyan clashing with the ground below, cracks starting to form as Turles laughs speeding his way down, ready to throw a Kill Driver at her the closer he got to her body. Caulifla quickly raises her hands up and prepares her ki for a binding light.

"Solar Flare!"

And with that, Caulifla quickly fled while she had a chance, her fear over Turles shrouding over her confidence.

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After that grievous encounter, Caulifla never stepped out into planets that weren't explored. She didn't even try to stick around after to see if Turles would plant one of his trees either. No matter how much courage she had and anticipated meeting him, she still had this growing fear inside of her that prevented her from doing much. Even in super saiyan.

Aside from that, she managed to go to neighboring planets to warn them of Turles and his never ending rampage as most of them either prepared themselves or created protection on their planet. It was the least Caulifla could do after she fled that one poor planet that most likely met its demise.

"Frieza's hosting a ball this weekend." A gentle voice pulls her out of her thoughts as Caulifla blinks, sitting up straight on the couch. She turns to look at Kale who looks at her with a smile.

"Lemme guess, you wanna go?" Caulifla smirks in her direction.

Kale nods, "Well, he's inviting some of his closest friends and he wants his saiyans to be able to relax and eat great food." She explains.

Caulifla thought about it, and she realizes this meant she had to wear a dress as she inhales sharply. But free food? How could she possibly turn that down?

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Finally, the day of the ball came as Caulifla wears a scarlet gown that had ruffles going down the dress. Diamonds were embedded on the chest area down to the stomach as gold patterns followed along. She couldn't believe she was going to this stupid thing but free food is free food.

Kale comes out wearing a beautiful bubblegum pink dress accompanied with long pink gloves as she smiles warmly at Caulifla. "You look beautiful."

Caulifla grins and nearly blushes at the compliment. "Thanks, so do you." She says as she then turns to see Cabba and Frost approach them, wearing suits that matched well with saiyan armor as well. "Oh Kami, are you guys seriously wearing saiyan armor over your suits?" She stares at the both of them as they stare back with sheepish smiles.

"H-Hey, you don't know what might happen at the ball, anything is possible." Cabba says scratching the back of his head.

Frost nods in his direction. "I agree! Besides, if I remember correctly, a certain saiyan wore saiyan armor over her dress." Frost looks at Caulifla with a smirk.

Caulifla pauses, then debating if she should go put on some gold armor over her dress. Rather be safe than sorry, and she was already bolting towards her room.

Kale sighs, shaking her head as a palm presses on her face. " . . . Of course."

Caulifla stumbles out of her room with the armor thrown over her scarlet dress as she smiles beamingly towards her friends.

"Well? What are we waiting for? Let's go!"

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The ballroom in Frieza's spaceship was lit up with a bright golden aura that shined upon every guest of this night. The aromatic smells of desserts, the dinner spread, and even the alcohol filled the air as Caulifla's stomach rumbles. Her mouth watered as she watches the guests delicately pile their plates before sitting at their designated tables.

Cabba and Frost were busy dancing with each other as Kale shares a glass of wine with an older saiyan man. Caulifla smirks at the sight as more couples started to swarm onto the floor and dance with each other. Awkwardly, she stands in a corner, watching as now the saiyan man guided Kale to dance with him on the floor.

Before any lugs got any ideas for asking her to dance, Caulifla quickly made her way above the space ship as she was able to float in peace, staring at some stars. She was careful to not avert her gaze towards a random moon because she didn't want to transform thanks to its existence. The more she stares at the many stars, the more she itches to float towards their direction and harvest them.

She's about to do just that when footsteps behind her break her focus from the stars.

"Well, well. Seems like we meet again." Says the all too familiar calm voice with a hint of danger. She could practically feel his eyes searing on her and she swallows any sort of negative emotion before turning around to face him.

She knew it'd be Turles.

Her eyes were wide as the obsidian orbs within them trembled, her jaw nearly hanging loose but she wouldn't allow it.

"I've gotta admit runt, you look absolutely stunning even with that heap of armor on you." He comments as Caulifla thought this was an occasion she'd see Turles in a suit, but he just wore long black sleeves and black battle tights underneath his deep lavender armor.

Caulifla chose not to say anything in response since she still feared this man, but then another thing hit her head hard. She helped the neighboring planets prepare for invasion and almost immediately, Caulifla rapidly took flight.

In a flash, Turles was in front of her as he slams her against the surface of Frieza's spaceship. "Where do you think you're going?!" Now his voice no longer held the light calmness it did before as he forces his hand over her mouth to prevent her from screaming out for help. " . . . You think you're so sly with stopping my conquest, huh? Well, you've got another thing coming, you little brat. You should've never crossed me like you did because now, I'm going to break you." He then hits the back of her head hard enough to knock her out, as she gasps, the tears slipping out before she collapses. She falls into his arms as Turles hoists her up and holds her as he grins in the direction of his ship. He quickly shoots a glance back at Frieza's spaceship.

"Party's over."

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When Caulifla awoke, she couldn't familiarize herself with the bedsheets and pillows—or even the bed in general. She groans out in pain thanks to the back of her head throbbing. " . . . W-What happened?!" She slowly rises herself up as she feels the covers fall to her waist. She massages the back of her head as a cold chill runs down her body over a husky laugh to her left.

"Look who finally decided to wake up."

Without thinking, she turns to that direction as she winces. The moonlight bathes Turles as he smirks at her, sitting on a throne of some sort before he rises up to his feet. Before she could make a run for it off the bed, Turles pounces at her and pins her wrists down his bed, throwing them above her head as he glares down at her.

"Even if you did somehow manage to flee from this hell I've brought you into, you wouldn't even know where we're located, runt." Turles says this as he pulls his hands away from her, forcefully cupping her face with and gripping her tail with the other. He tugs at it, causing her to yelp as he grins. "Though it would be very entertaining to watch you flee with a dress on."

"Why the hell did you kidnap me?!" She growls as she feels her ki build up inside of her as it rages into super saiyan. Her transformation lights up the room as Turles chuckles, running fingers up her golden waves of hair, yanking at one of her bangs that curved down.

"Seriously? You can't be that stupid, kid. It's revenge, and I'm not going to stop until I've had a good dose of you." He breathes down her neck as he whispers. "So keep yourself in that pretty little golden form of yours because the more ki you have, the longer this goes."

Caulifla winces as she's about to disperse of her transformation, Turles, ripping down the fabric of her dress in response. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. You might need that transformation to help carry you through this." He says this as he begins to attack her neck with fierce kisses.

Caulifla yelps in response, trying her best to fight the saiyan whose weight was on her, making it incredibly hard for her to move a single limb or push him off. "S-Stop! I did nothing to you!" She cries out as Turles howls out in laughter. As if her words could be any more wrong.

"You're joking, right? Because you've done plenty to make me hate you." Turles replies with a smirk as he continues to rip at her dress, causing Caulifla to shiver as her skin was exposed to the cold air. It was then when she realized what wicked act Turles had planned to do to her.

"W-Wait, you're seriously not going to . . ." She gasps.

Turles nods, "I'm going to break you runt." He says in a dangerous growl as he proceeds to keep ripping her dress off, leaving her in undergarments. Caulifla too was bathed in moonlight as he stares at her small body, breasts that were possibly a C-cup hidden underneath a lacy red bra. When Turles got a better look at her did he realize that her bra and panties were matching.

Caulifla felt the embarrassment flood her cheeks as Turles couldn't take his eyes off of her. This evil saiyan had a knack for seeing her naked, and she hated perverts. Her tail moves on its own as it thwacks Turles right in the face, a hard crack is heard in the room as Turles growls, clearly not in the mood as he grabs her tail. "You are just a childish runt, you little brat!" He squeezes her tail tightly as he then puts it in his mouth and takes a fierce bite.

Caulifla screams, feeling the electrifying jolts of pain wave up inside her body as she shivers and for the moment is paralyzed. Turles took this opportunity to take off her bra by unclasping it from the back and then yanking off those pair of panties. "You fucking pervert!" She manages to say, then trying to clamber off the bed while she had the chance but it was pointless.

Turles watches that sexy backside of hers for a good moment with a wicked grin before wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her back in his bed. "The more you struggle against me, the longer you're going to be here." He says while going back to his routine, starting off with licking at her neck with his tongue, causing Caulifla to shiver.

At certain spots, Turles begins to suck on her skin, Caulifla kicking at his abdomen in attempts to get him off of her. Turles in response bites as a warning to stop. "I-I don't want this! I don't like this!" She says with such desperation, trying to think up a way to get him to stop. Then, an idea quickly came as she adds, "I have a boyfriend!"

This causes Turles to stop as he removes himself from being planted on her and gives her a look. "Oh really? Where was he when you were on that planet?" He inquires before moving on to his next question. "And where was he at the ball tonight? You know all of Frieza's saiyans were there, so who was the lucky twig?"

Shit. Caulifla couldn't say it was Cabba because Turles most likely saw him with Frost. She couldn't say Tarble either because right now he was doing some training with the Angel he loved. There was only one option left but it was risky.

"Bardock."

Turles' eyes widened into saucers as his jaw hangs loose at the mention of that name. "B-Bardock?! Seriously . . ." And before his shock could be permanent, he smirks as he moves along with groping both her breasts and massaging them. "Then he shouldn't mind that I'm playing with his girl for a night." He says this as he grins, beginning to remove his armor as he was left with nothing but the battle garment on. "So then, it should be easy for you to take me, huh?" Turles drags a finger down to her clit and begins to rub at it, causing Caulifla to whine at his touch. With his other hand, he inserts a digit inside of her, feeling her wet heat.

Caulifla winces at the pain as she starts to squirm against his touch. "O-Ouch! That hurts!" She complains as Turles looks at her while he's continuing to finger her.

"It hurts? What with Bardock fucking your tight little hole it shouldn't hurt. Unless . . ." The dark saiyan leans his face towards her ear as Caulifla shivers at the sensation of his hot breath. "You're a virgin." He takes a look at her as he smirks at the sight of her cheeks being radish red, further proving his thought that she was lying. Besides, if Bardock had such a cute little saiyan like her, he wouldn't just leave her a virgin this long.

"I-I'm not!" Caulifla snaps.

"We'll see about that." Turles chuckles as he thrusts his finger in and out of her, rubbing at her clit to intensify the pleasure over pain for her. Caulifla hate to admit it, but when his finger rubs back and forth like that at her clit, it felt weirdly good.

"A-Aaah!" She gasps as her hips begin to sway up and down at his touch for more contact. Turles smirks in amusement as he rubs at her clit faster in response of those cute little moans starting to come out of her lovely lips.

"Bardock is one lucky man." Turles inwardly thinks, fingering her faster as her slick juices are a sign that she's really enjoying this—aside from the fact that she was a moaning mess down his bed. "Come on now, surely you be able to cum at this point having your clit played with like this?" He taunts at he rubs faster, accompanied with his finger going in and out of her as well.

"A-Ahhh~ fu-fuck!" Caulifla's moans bounce off the walls of Turles' room as she grips the bed sheets, her limbs becoming jelly to his touch. Her heart was running a marathon as she could feel her body heat grow uncomfortably high. The cherry on top was the bundle of pleasures crashing down deeply into her clit that it began to spread above her stomach and down her legs a bit.

Turles fingers her faster, feeling her juices gush almost as quickly as her moans became louder. "That's it, you little runt! Let me hear your moans! Embrace your climax!" Turles' finger was coated with her cum as he takes a good look at it. His eyes then dart down toward hers and notices she's watching him with her hot face of embarrassment. He grins at her deviously as he puts his finger in his mouth, savoring what she had to offer.

"Fucking nasty, you bastard!" Caulifla turns another fifty shades red as Turles chuckles, licking the tip of his finger for dramatic effect.

"I must say, you are tasty small saiyan." He then lowers his face down towards her core and grabs both her legs and lifts them up, spreading them. "In fact, I think I'm going to indulge in you a little while longer~." He says this as he licks at her clit, up and down as Caulifla gasps, staring down at his wicked waves of hair on her stomach while the rest of him was down there.

"Haahh . . . Ahh . . . Ahh!" Caulifla moans as she never knew how good it would feel for someone to lick her like that. Her legs tremble as Turles held tightly onto them, moving himself down towards her entrance.

"I bet you're gushing here." He says, before thrusting his tongue inside of her warmth, feeling every ounce of her juices here all just for him. A sense of pride swells up inside of him just hearing her moan loudly. He thrusts his tongue faster, not letting a single drop go to waste as he slowly drops her legs down. His hands numbly venture forward the bed to grab her hands and squeeze them in firm handholds.

Caulifla's chest rises with her heavy breathing as she cries out loudly, cumming without warning into Turles' mouth but it wasn't like he was going to pull away.

"Splendid! Are you sure you have a boyfriend?" Turles asks, savoring everything on his lips as well. He grins down at the naked saiyan as he digs his thumbs into his battle garment before pulling it down, his hard erection was finally free from being suffocated in there. "Because Bardock shouldn't have kept you a secret for so long." Turles winks as he throws his battle garments behind him. "The night is still young, let's keep going!"

Caulifla trembles as she sits up, backing away up into the wall as she shook her head at him. "N-No! Please! I don't want to keep going . . . Please . . ."

Turles wickedly grins down at her with those beady black eyes. "No matter how much you may beg, plead, or argue with me runt, I'm not stopping until I'm fully satisfied! Hell I don't even care if you fall asleep on me, but that wouldn't be fun at all for either of us would it?" Turles says with an added chuckle. He stares at her body once more and then he asks, "Wait, kid how old are you?" Turles then shook his head and lets out a roar of laughter. Like he should care how old she was, he was the evilest saiyan in the world. "Ahhh! Never mind, I don't care how old you are. Let's just get to the fun part!"

Caulifla couldn't believe he was really going to go through with this! He was going to break her with that thing and just one long hard look at his penis made her even more terrified that it wasn't going to fit inside of her. Again, Caulifla attempts to jump out the bed and scramble herself out of the hell that awaited her. And again, Turles overpowered her and yanked her back to the bed and growled darkly in annoyance.

"Escape is not an option!"

Turles laid Caulifla across his knees as he stares at her candy ass, tempted to finger here as well. "Maybe I should fuck you here instead," he drags a finger down one of her cheeks. "That'll teach ya!" He then grabs a handful of it before spanking it, causing Caulifla to cry out, her face reddening up as she felt utterly humiliated in this situation. He was very amused with her reaction, as he raises his hand again, striking her once more. Turles spanks her ass as many times as he pleased, to the point where she was crying.

"Huh, even with super saiyan helping you endure this you still fall apart like the little girl you are." He scoops her up from resting on his knees as he throws her down the bed, rummaging through his drawer as he swiftly pulls out a pair of ki devouring cuffs. He tightens them on Caulifla's wrists as quick as he could as a magnetic force tugs Caulifla's arms against the headboard of Turles' bed. She lies there in defeat as Turles moves between her legs, giving himself a good few strokes and then grinding his shaft on her core, slick with her juices as he growls in delight.

"Ready or not!" He declares with low groans of pleasure as his tip prods at her entrance, followed along with more of his length. Caulifla shivers at his penis actually trying to push inside of her! He was struggling to put it in as he submerges more into her until he was able to slide himself in completely. The more he thrusted his member inside the more Caulifla felt the absolute searing and tearing pain grow stronger and stronger! She couldn't take it anymore, she was practically being torn in half! A loud shrilling scream escapes her lips as her eyes widen, the shock taking over her body as the tears wouldn't stop. Her hair flickers back and forth from the jet black to the golden yellow, the super saiyan form daring to fade.

A low gasp of pleasure escapes Turles' mouth as his eyes linger up after noticing a dying light. He chuckles at the sight before easing himself out of her, staring at blood coating his member. "You're such a liar, runt . . . You are a virgin—or were." He continues to laugh after that last bit. "Fuck, you're so tight it almost hurts." He shoots a look at her before plunging himself back inside, engulfed with the heat and wetness of Caulifla. "Shit, feels amazing!" Turles marvels, keeping a moderate thrusting pace, staring at her breasts as he licks his lips. He leans his face down towards one of them and begins to suck, his tongue licking up and down her nipple as Caulifla shivers, never expecting herself to lose her virginity like this—or to Turles.

Here she was, laying on his damn bed as the much bigger, muscular, darker saiyan hovered above her, equally naked as her. Realization hadn't hit quite yet and it probably wouldn't until all of this was over. She squirms at the saiyan sucking on her breast like that and she bit down her bottom lip to stop herself from moaning. The tears still ran down her face as the pain wasn't going away as much as the pleasure had been introduced to her—the pain managed to make itself stronger.

Caulifla finally felt her senses come back to her, and the cloud of blinding corruption finally wore off. Before Turles could expect it, she cried out, "Stop it! Stop! Get the fuck off of me!" And the tears wouldn't stop coming as she squirmed as much as she could, her tail becoming stiff and trying to wack at him.

"Her fight instincts are back huh? The drug must be wearing off now . . . Shame."  Turles slams her tail down and digs his fingers into the fur of her tail. "Hey! Calm down right now, you runt or I will fuck your ass just like I'm fucking your virgin little hole!" With these words, Turles thrusts harder, making sure it hurt in warning. His other hand grips at her waist as her crying became louder, a bit obnoxious but Turles didn't mind. He loved when his pretty prey cried.

The super saiyan form had finally faded away as Caulifla wanted this to end as much as when it started. No matter how wet she was, his shaft still felt too big inside of her, and with every thrust, the pain seemed permanent. Closing her mouth shut, she didn't want to hear her own sobs, but they turned into whimpers being bottled up in her mouth. Turles groans as he never had a fuck feel this good, and he wanted to make sure it would be unforgettable. Pausing in his thrusting, he got up on his knees, awkwardly fumbling in his drawer and pulling out something that Caulifla wished he didn't love.

"No! Please no!"

Turles grins down at her, holding up the textural fruit in his hand. "What? Afraid?"

"Not while you're inside!" She cried out.

And as quickly as she begged, he took a bite, and Turles' body only grew bigger than it already was, as she screamed over his member thickening inside of her. Turles lets out a deep sigh of pleasure as he tore off the cuffs and proceeded to slam the smaller saiyan down and fucking her faster than he had before. His bed creaked beneath him over his powerful thrusts as his tail wrapped around her waist, lifting her lower body up as rode out his euphoria. “I’m going to . . .” Turles growls out as he drops his thick load into Caulifla, cursing under his breath at how powerful his climax crashed through him. Caulifla wriggled in disgust, unable to do much with being planted on the bed with the dark saiyan towering over her.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ KALE HAS THE DEVIL ON HER SIDE SINCE SHE was in sixth grade. Well not really Lucifer, more like the devil in disguise. That's what everyone called the girl that saved Kale. The devil. Lucifer. Fallen Angel. Lucifer was the first of the many nicknames that was banned from being crowned to Caulifla. So, instead everyone just called her Luci. From Kale's first day of being the new kid at the junior high she was warned about the so called devil. Kale pictured Luci as some big maybe fat, scary kid who bullied everyone.

But no. It was just some girl who if you gossiped a little too loudly about or even mentioned her in your conversation, she would be up in your face in a heartbeat. If there was a food fight, chances were she started it. If a teacher was calling her names or being plain rude to someone in class, Caulifla would yell at them, telling them to do a better job.

At first Kale feared Caulifla from all the stories she's heard.

Kale was such a shy girl, always sitting alone at lunch and never bothering to talk to anyone. No one really did since she was hard to remember. Then again, Kale didn't really interact with anyone for them to even want to sit with her or hang out with her.

Then, one day he came along like one of those boys in those sweet young love stories. He had such cute short hair with one big strand of it falling forward to one side of his face as he made his way over to a table Kale had claimed as her own. He had a small smile on his face as his cheeks were turning pink. Everyone knew him as the quiet kid, not really talking to anyone unless he had means to.

" . . . H-Hi, I'm Cabba. You're Kale, right?" He greets her as he holds his lunch box in one hand.

Kale was mesmerized by the fact that someone knew her name and decided to come up to her. She eases a small smile on those lips of hers as she nods. "Yes, nice to meet you Cabba."

Cabba points at the bench and then asks, "Is this seat taken?"

"No, no. Not at all."

Every day after that Cabba just sat with her and enjoyed his lunch with her. Every day was just the same, only their conversations were different. Sometimes the subject of their conversation would be random. Kale didn't mind since she had at least someone to talk to, but every now and then she would find herself missing the quiet countryside.

Before her grandfather chose to retire, Kale lived in the nature smelling forestry in a cottage that seemed so small on the outside. Her father Beets mentioned how he grew up on a farm with his parents and grandparents. It wasn't until he moved to the city that he also grew to like city life as well, thanks to Kale's mother Tights. For a good chunk of their first daughter Erasa's childhood they lived in the city before Tights finally accepted a temporary choice of moving to the countryside—which then became permanent because Tights grew to love the countryside.

Holidays consisted of going back to the city to spend some time with Kale's grandparents and her wild but fun loving aunt Bulma. Every chance Bulma got, she would take out Erasa and Kale, show them the joys of the city.

Erasa loved the city, Kale loved the countryside.

Even now when Kale really thought about it, she only loved the city because of her friends. If she wasn't close to anyone she would've decided to move to the countryside after she graduated high school—or maybe after college if she chose that route.

Kale did her best to avoid Caulifla at first, but it wasn't until a girl who was much bigger than her that started bullying her did she realize that Caulifla wasn't as bad as a person as everyone said she was. Caulifla had declared from that day forward (after beating up the girl) that anyone who laid a finger on Kale who be pummeled to a pulp. She invited Caulifla every other break to come with her and Cabba to the farm to hang out and enjoy what nature had to offer. Caulifla's parents almost always said yes, minus summers. Summers were reserved for Vegeta and his family.

It was now winter break as this was the first time Kale's parents didn't accompany them. Kale was surprised they allowed Cabba to tag along without his parents.

These two were laying on the bed, cuddling with each other in the bed. They began dating sophomore year of high school, and have gone out to date this long. They were Cabba and Kale, so no one was surprised because these two have always been inseparable.

"Do you think Caulifla's going to get the job as Chi-Chi's nanny?" Cabba nudges her gently with his leg up her bare leg. She was only in black short-shorts and an oversized red shirt.

"Are you seriously doubting one of our best friends?" Kale grins up at him as she playfully pinches one of his cheeks.

"Nope," Cabba replies, popping the 'p'. "But think about it, there's like, a ton of other candidates so Chi-Chi choosing Caulifla would be like a miracle."

Kale moves herself on top of Cabba as one limb rests between Cabba's legs, causing him to wince a bit. He reddens as he could feel her breasts press up against his chest.

"K-Kale?"

She simply grins down at him, "So are we going to that party this week?"

"I kind of forgot that party was this week, are you sure you want to make the drive back there and then come back here?" Cabba asks.

Kale nods. "What's the harm in going to one party? Maybe we can convince Caulifla to stay here with us for the next week until we have to leave for school."

"Do you think she's even going to want to come with us? She's been obsessing over Vegeta again and knowing her she's going to have her tail wrapped around him." Cabba replies.

"Oh yeah," Kale nodded. "Well, let's just go to the party and then we dip. We can bring some of my sister's weed to the party then." She grins as Cabba chuckles, rubbing her back.

"Who would've known Kale of all people would've loved weed?" Cabba didn't even believe those words that were coming out of his mouth.

"My sister." Kale reminds him. "But not a word to my parents about the party you hear? Tights already told them that we're going to spend the whole day hiking that day."

Gohan hated what his life had become. He was in a never ending battle with the two androids that brought chaos and destruction to his world. With no father or master Piccolo to guide him through, he was truly alone. Sure, he had Trunks but he wasn't strong enough to fight them off on his own. Gohan barely managed the murdering androids and it didn't help that Trunks wanted to recklessly throw himself in the fights as well. Sure, Trunks had the potential to be a great warrior, but he didn't have the rage.

Gohan felt the safest when he was sleeping. Most the time it was in vacant hotel rooms and not his own bed. He knew his mom would be a screaming mess and would most likely tell him to stop fighting the androids since she couldn't bare to lose anymore than what she had already lost.

As Gohan slept in the mattress of the hotel room, he skims through the channels of the flat screen TV, hoping to find out where the androids were currently located. None of the channels revealed that to him, and that's how the rest of the days carried on. No androids outside causing the hell on earth they usually did. No explosions going off in certain parts of the world. Everything was surprisingly peachy, and that frightened Gohan.

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Android Seventeen had everything he could possibly want and no one in the world could stop him. Well, technically one could, if Seventeen didn't put up so much of a fight or wasn't programmed to destroy like his sister. Whenever he saw that annoying hybrid saiyan with short locks of black hair, that fierce look in his eye, and his muscular built . . . He knew the day was going to be good. Not because Android Seventeen found him attractive, no. It was because out of all the stupid survivors in this world, Gohan was the only one who could put up a decent enough fight against Seventeen.

Of course, this was the main reason Seventeen kept him alive, because he loved to fight him. He wasn't about to let his sister in on his little secret.

"Hey, Seventeen." His sister tugs him out of his thoughts as Seventeen sits up properly from having his body slouched forward.

"Yeah?"

"Do you think I should make Gohan my new toy?" Eighteen asks, grinning at the thought of making Gohan hers. He had such a nice body, and it'd be a shame to let it go to waste. She was surprised Gohan hadn't gotten off on some sexual quest to have a harem so they would produce children to become the future fighters against the androids. Not that any of them would ever win.

Seventeen nearly flinches at her words, but kept his composure so that she wouldn't start questioning him. He turned to look her as eyes match up with each other. "Do you want me to be honest, Eighteen?" He finally says.

Eighteen stares back at him. "Duh, why do you think I mentioned it?"

Good, that meant that Eighteen would consider his opinion to a measure. Seventeen breaks his gaze away from his sister as he inhales sharply. "No, I don't think you should make Gohan your new toy. You already have like, two guys in that spot. You don't need the hybrid of all people as your pet." Seventeen declares.

Eighteen's eyes widen as she couldn't believe what he was saying! Who was he to tell her what she shouldn't do! He didn't even genuinely care in the first place! "Yeah? And why shouldn't he be my new play thing?" She asks, the anger in her voice slowly rising up.

Seventeen turns to look at her again and says, "Think about it, Eighteen. You shack up the hybrid and then he'll start thinking you owe him something." He assures her.

"Okay? He's getting my body in return, I think that's something he's owed." She argues back.

"No, what I mean is . . . He's the hero. He's not just going to want sex, he's going to want the guarantee of humanity being left alone now and for you to stop hurting them." He properly explains, since it seemed like his sister wasn't looking at the bigger picture.

She doesn't say anything after that, because he was right. And she didn't want Seventeen to know he was right. So instead, she just gazes down at the world below her.

"So, are you still going to do it?"

"No."

"Good." Seventeen says, as now an idea was formulating in his brain. He simply couldn't wait to strike up the deal to Gohan.

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The morning after he spent it in a hotel room, Gohan went searching for the androids. He didn't like this pleasant silence at all and he was going to get to the bottom of this. Soaring through the skies with such speed, he casts his eyes downward, trying to see if he could spot either androids. It didn't help that they weren't blowing up a random building. Which now that he thought about it, sounded pretty fucked up in a sense.

"Are you looking for me?" A familiar voice that always held such amusement said.

Gohan whipped his body around to stare at the android who smirked at him. Those dangerous pair of icy blue eyes and the waves of his raven hair that reach at his shoulders. Unlike Eighteen, he wasn't one to change his clothing style.

"As a matter of fact I was." Gohan says with a grin. He then looks around him to see if he could find the other android. "Where's Eighteen?"

"She took a long vacation to Florence. She wants to live a double life as some supermodel. She said she was bored with killing and decided to live for once." Seventeen explains.

"You expect me to believe that?!" Gohan snaps.

"Believe what you want to believe, Gohan." Seventeen responds in a monotone voice before adding with a smile, and a different tone in his voice. "I could be changed just like her as well, with some convincing."

"Yeah right." Gohan rolls his eyes, about to fly off from this android.

"You have noticed, haven't you? I haven't been on a rampage in a while. I've stopped my evil ways." Seventeen says, not wanting Gohan to leave.

"Get to the point." Gohan says in annoyance.

"My, my. Aren't you always impatient?" Seventeen's smirk widened. "I'll stop with the killing and leave your precious planet alone if you agree to make a deal with me: in exchange for peace and to stop with the madness, you let me have sex with you. We casually do this every other day with no strings attached."

Gohan's eyes widen as he couldn't believe the words that were coming out of the Android's mouth. He was in a state of shock as his jaw drops. "Are you fucking serious?"

Seventeen nods, "What? You think I'd joke about that? You don't have to give me an answer right away, just think about it." He says before turning to look at the clouds. "When you're ready to give me an answer, come to me and we'll see where it goes." Seventeen says, before soaring away, leaving Gohan extremely confused and shocked.

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Gohan didn't go home after that nor did he go to any hotel. He decided camping in the wilderness was the best medicine for fixing his warped up head. His tent was already set up as a sleeping bag was cozy inside of it alongside a book and some other things he thought to bring along.

The fire cackles in front of him as he stares at the endless hues of red, orange, and yellow dancing within the flames. The warmth radiates off the flames as Gohan quickly stood up. The sound of owls hooting and crickets chirping through the night was music to his ears, and staring through the flames gave him the answer he needed to give the android.

As he stood up from sitting on the big log, he soars up to the sky, the moonlight and the stars being the only light provided. He finally made up his mind and knew what his answer was going to be. He slowly stood up on his feet and decides to take flight to the sky. He stares at the grand moon for a few moments as he knew the android wasn't too far away from him. Not after proposing a deal like that.

"Can't sleep?" The android Gohan wanted to see says a few feet away from him as the hybrid turns to face him. Gohan couldn't see it, but Android Seventeen had a small satchel around his waist, hiding to the side.

"I've thought about it, more than enough times."

"And? What's your answer?" Seventeen tries to sound not too anxious about his answer, but deep down this android was on the edge, wondering whether or not Gohan agreed to it or not.

"And I say, deal. For the sake of humanity and all of mankind." Gohan keeps his calm composure as he waits for the android to react.

Lapis' lips twitch upward in excitement as there is a wicked glint of excitement in his eyes. "Good choice, Gohan." He states as he then casts his eyes downward to where Gohan's campsite was. "Nice little place you got down there."

Gohan grins at Seventeen, allowing his voice to go deeper into a husk, "Yeah, I know. Would you like to come inside and keep me company in the tent?"

"I'd be more than delighted to be in your presence, hybrid." Seventeen declares, never breaking the staring contest he had with Gohan as they both descend to the ground at the same time.

Seventeen steps toward the taller hybrid as he attempts to throw his arms around him, only to have the hybrid head to the tent.

"Don't keep me waiting too long." Gohan says, diverting himself from the android and brushing open his tent before going in.

Seventeen's cheeks redden up with a radish red in embarrassment as he lowly grumbles. He half expected to start this off with a hug and a passionate kiss and allowed their sex to slowly come along. The idea of fucking in a tent didn't sound so bad. Seventeen takes a deep breath before proceeding to follow Gohan into the tent.

The hybrid was sitting on top of his sleeping bag, one arm thrown on his knee, the other propped up on the grass as he stares ahead at the android. His eyes were dark, and Seventeen could never read those eyes. He awkwardly shuffles over to the hybrid and sits close to Gohan. For a moment it's silence between them, until Gohan chose to speak, "So? Do you want to be the seme or do you want me to be the seme?"

Seventeen stays quiet, lingering on his thoughts for a little while, not because it was hard for him to choose but because he didn't think Gohan would let him choose. " . . . I want to be the seme." He finally responds, as Gohan nods, the shuffling of his sleeping bag is heard as Seventeen watches from the corner of his eye that the hybrid was laying down. Gohan didn't say anything afterward, and he didn't want to bark a command at the android for fear that he would call this deal off.

Deep down, Android Seventeen has always wanted this. Gohan at his mercy, and himself overpowering the hybrid saiyan. He stares down at Gohan who laid perfectly still, arms at his sides as his eyes gaze stays upward towards the top of his tent. Seventeen assumed it was going to be Gohan who was the nervous one, but it seemed as though it was him. With semi shaky fingers, he moves his satchel over and zips it open. First, the most important item was in there: the lube. Next, were toys and condoms which now that he thought about it, why the hell would he need these if the possibility of Gohan getting pregnant was impossible. Unless, Gohan didn't want Seventeen to cum inside of his ass, then Seventeen could see why these condoms were brought.

Seventeen clears his throat, moving his hands over to the navy belt that was at his waist. With gentle hands, the android works to get it off as Gohan's pants become loose. He pulls the hybrids pants down as Gohan's shaft is now exposed to him. Seventeen had to hold back a gasp because of how big he was. Swallowing down his intimidation that had flowed through his body, Seventeen places a couple fingers down his member and rubs the surface until he reaches the tip. Not a sound escapes Gohan's lips as Seventeen then grips his dick in his hand and gives it a couple strokes, up and down, up and down.

He shoots a quick glance at the emotionless hybrid as Seventeen begins to lick the tip of Gohan's penis, proceeding to pop a couple of inches in his mouth. Gohan stares down at the sight as he couldn't believe the android was in the midst of giving him a blowjob. He just assumed that Seventeen wouldn't do any foreplay and just fuck him. Guess even androids are sparing on sex.

Seventeen begins to suck off Gohan faster, the hybrid finally groaning as he slowly sat up and digs his fingers into the back of Seventeen's jet black hair. "Nngh, surely you can do more than that." Gohan says, shoving the android closer so more of his member went inside his mouth. "That's better."

"For an uke, he seems to be more of a seme in this situation." Seventeen inwardly thought as he bobs his head back and forth, sucking off the hybrid as quick as he could, wanting to hear more of his groans escape his mouth. While he was doing this, Gohan was running his hands through the back of his hair, his breathing becoming rigid with the speed of Seventeen. It didn't take long for Gohan to groan out as he climaxes into Seventeen's mouth, the android happily indulging in it.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ THE FIRST THING VEGETA WAS GREETED WITH AT THE door was his father with folded arms. Vegeta groans at the sight of his father towering over him so easy and he envies that about his father. Why of almost everything Vegeta inherited, it wasn't the height?

"Yea shitty old man?" Vegeta grumbles, hanging his keys as he maneuvers himself around his father. It was hopeless though, because he knew that his dad would just proceed to follow him wherever he went.

"Don't 'yea shitty old man' me, boy. You know what you've been doing isn't tolerated. Especially now that you're the head of the company." Vegeta Sr. says. When Vegeta knew his father wasn't looking, he rolled his eyes and proceeded to slump himself down on the couch.

"Father, you knew right from the start I didn't even want your company. It's not my fault I have so many potential suitors." He adds that last sentence with a chuckle.

Vegeta Sr. wasn't the slightest bit amused with his son as he took a seat next to him. "What will the paparazzi think if they take pictures of you kissing a minor in public, or if you're constantly spotted with Caulifla?" He gives him a scenery.

Vegeta tosses his back and doesn't say much as he folds his arms. "Look, father. I'm smarter than you paint me out to be. I'm not going to do anything with Caulifla in public."

Vegeta Sr. eyes narrow as his suspicions were confirmed of what happened earlier in Vegeta's bedroom. Tarble didn't say anything to Vegeta Sr. about Vegeta and Caulifla, he was too loyal to the both of them to do that. "So you did do something with her upstairs. Let me guess, you two slept together!" He groans into the palm of his hand, then shaking his head. He didn't approve a good majority of Vegeta's decisions sometimes, but this one took the cake. " . . . Please tell me you wore a condom."

Vegeta stares at his father in disbelief, the two men almost twins with their hairstyles, if only Vegeta Sr.'s hair wasn't auburn. "You really think I'm that fucked up? I didn't have sex with Caulifla, I'm making her wait until her birthday to give herself to me." He says with a triumphant smirk.

Vegeta Sr. sighs, Vegeta didn't know if it was out of relief or because he was frustrated. He places a firm grip on his son's shoulder as he responds with, "Tell me son, do you love Caulifla in the way she loves you?" When Vegeta Sr. asks that question, it left his snarky son silent. No sarcastic jab.

Vegeta takes a deep breath as he avoids his father's gaze. " . . . If I tell you the truth, you better not laugh or say anything humiliating."

"Son, it's a serious question, of course I'm not going to laugh at you. Unless you're going to be sarcastic with your answer." Vegeta Sr. stares at him with a somber smile.

Vegeta groans, planting his face into his hand. "I can't believe I'm going to say this, but . . ." He takes another deep breath and sits up straight, staring at the blank TV screen in front of him. " . . . I'll admit, since growing up with Caulifla . . . I sort of envied the friendship she had with Tarble. They were like best friends, and unlike Renso and I, they had this tight bond that made them inseparable. I thought they had feelings for each other at first . . . because of their dumb fake wedding."

"Ahh, you mean the one where a bunch of their stuffed animals were guests and you ruined it by saying 'I object! Caulifla has another boy that wants to marry her instead! She deserves ten times better!'" King almost chuckles, but hesitates for fear Vegeta would stop talking.

Vegeta gives King the side eye before continuing to stare at the TV's state of blackness. "But then, when we grew up a little, I noticed that they just wanted to stay friends. Then I noticed Cabba had a crush on her for a while when they were in sixth grade, and I grew jealous . . . Everyone knew I was jealous, but I didn't want to admit it. I knew Tarble snitched on me to Cabba and he backed off. You already know, father that we've had plenty of our moments . . . but up until now, or course I had to stop with the romance with her. She wants more than I can give her at the moment, but . . . In all seriousness, the feelings I have for Caulifla are the kind that will never go away. Even if things don't work out for us—or even if I've loved a different girl for a very long time, with Caulifla it's a special kind of love that won't die."

After Vegeta finished with his little speech, the two sit in silence, neither of the two saying a word.

"That's pretty corny, isn't it?" Vegeta says with a chuckle as he turns to face his father, His father in return gives him a smile and shakes his head.

"Not at all, I think any girl would love to hear words like that when it comes to being loved. You're a smart boy, Vegeta. Capable of loving if you showed it often." Vegeta Sr. looks as though he is about to say more judging by how his lips moved but says nothing more. "Get some rest, you have a big day tomorrow." He pats his son's back a couple times before getting up off the couch and heading up the stairs. "Sleep well, son."

Vegeta Sr. makes it to his bedroom as his beloved wife was already laying in bed, reading a book as she looks up from it at the sound of the door being opened. "Well? Did you tell him about the arrangement?"

Vegeta Sr. sheepishly looks away, scratching the back of his head as he chuckles under his breath. "Well, uh . . . I don't think he'd take it well right now, especially since he spent the good majority of his day with Caulifla."

Fasha clasps her book shut as she groans. "Yeah, well how do you think he's going to take the news tomorrow in front of a bunch of employees and his secretary? He's gonna blow a fuse."

Vegeta Sr. gets under the covers as he stares at his wife. "I figured . . . He'd know how to act calm and collected in front of them . . . Besides, the storm will blow over, you'll see."

"I sure hope you're right, honey because our son needs to start acting like an adult now."

Oddly enough, the house was quiet when Vegeta got ready for work. Usually his father was trying to finish up a personal project in the garage. His mother was usually cooking breakfast or watching TV. Since it was winter break, Tarble was obviously already gone, presumably to drag Caulifla out of her hell house. Vegeta would've done that if it weren't for being the stupid CEO of his father's company.

After his shower, he was quick to get in his car and make the drive to the building. When he got there, everyone looked at him, greeted him awkwardly before shuffling away. The ones who greeted Vegeta more than anyone just waved hello and wished him good luck before making their ways to their offices.

He was confused by the current atmosphere of his company, but decided to ignore it. He had better things to worry about and left to go to his office. As he booted up his computer, he was surprised Lazuli hadn't already came in to his office with his cup of coffee by now. As he types in his log in credentials, a voice he never wanted to hear again in years chides from the door of his office.

"Look at you, same old Vegeta with that grumpy expression and those tired eyes. I bet you were messaging Chi-Chi last night." The voice accuses as Vegeta takes a deep breath, closing his eyes as he sure as hell didn't want to look at her.

"Did you stop by company to be a total bitch to me, or did you want to see how successful I've become in your absence?" Vegeta sneers from where he sat as he finally opens his eyes to stare at her new haircut. Sky colored short locks that drape around her entire face, minus a tiny V-cut just above her left eye. Her hair was shorter than the last time he saw her, and seemed to carry herself on a higher pedestal. Her cherry lips were curled in a smile, but not one that was genuine. One that she knew would piss him off.

"There's nothing much to see, and oh yeah. I forgot Chi-Chi is no longer your secretary any more. Not since you fired her and hired that blonde babe." Bulma steps in, analyzing the pictures that were framed on the wall.

Vegeta rolls his eyes, "Not that you care, but Chi-Chi quit on her maternity leave. And quit flirting with my secretary. Heaven knows how many relationships you ruin."

Bulma gives Vegeta a glare as her hands rest on her hips. "You're the one to talk! At least I know how to have fun, while you're just moping around and complaining about everything!"

Before Vegeta could bark back, a cough is heard behind Bulma. "I hate to intrude on this conversation, but we must host a meeting in the conference room." Says the man as he pushes his glasses up to his face. He then shuffles himself around his daughter as he gives Vegeta an awkward smile. "Apologies on behalf of my daughter's behavior."

Bulma shoots a glare at her father as she frowns menacingly. "What are you apologizing for dad? You have nothing to apologize for!"

"Oh, Bulma there's no need to keep arguing with your future honey bunny, now let's all get going to the conference room!" Her mother chimes in with her soft smile, walking over to Vegeta as she lends a hand out. "C'mere, dearie . . . We best be headed our way over, don't wanna make your parents wait!" She says as Vegeta winces, following closely behind the Briefs family.

"My parents?!" He inwardly thought.

As they led him to the nearest conference room, he stares at his father wearing a burgundy suit and his mother wearing a hot pink dress with a black cardigan over it. They stare back at him with neutral expressions, and he couldn't understand what emotions laid in his eyes. Across from them was a woman whose back was turned against the Briefs family and Vegeta, and judging by the short length of her blonde hair Vegeta knew it was the Briefs' oldest daughter Tights. Next to her, he recognized it was her husband.

It seems as though the rest of the people for this unexpected meeting sensed the presence of the remaining people and turned around.

"Now then, let's start this meeting shall we?" Vegeta Sr. spoke as everyone except Vegeta took their places at their seats. Bulma was just as confused as Vegeta, but she chose to take her seat.

"What's all this . . .?" Vegeta demands begrudgingly as he refused to sit down. He then looks at his assistant Lazuli sitting at a chair, who avoided eye contact with him. "Lazuli, do you have the slightest idea?"

Lazuli shook her head, "No, Vegeta. I do not know why this meeting was called."

"No one knows about it aside from Panchy, Vegeta Sr. and Fasha. Myself included." Dr. Briefs chuckles as he then turns to Tights. "Tights, sweetie would you like to get our meeting going."

Tights smiles warmly at everyone as she sighs, "I know Bulma and I used to always fight about who took over the company when we were teenagers, and evidently I took it over since I was the firstborn." Tights then slowly stands up out of her seat, graciously stroking her swollen stomach as Vegeta's eyes widen into saucers at the sight.

"Y-You're . . . ?" Vegeta stopped at his words, not wanting to assume anything and then immediately regret it.

Tights stares back at him with a wider smile as she nods, "Yes, Vegeta. I'm pregnant everyone, with my third child." She declares. Vegeta knew of the other two, but he never knew about her being pregnant again. She then clears her throat, rerouting the conversation back to its old roots. "Anyways, with that being said, I am leaving on maternity leave and permanently. I want to spend more time with my family now and help my father with his personal projects." Tights' obsidian orbs than flicker over to her sister's as she then takes her seat again, Beets' gentle hand sliding on top of hers.

"Wait . . ." Bulma's eyebrows twitch as she stares towards her sister. "You're not saying what I think you're saying, are you?! There's no way I'm going to take over the company! Especially not now!"

"Don't worry, Bulma. I'll be with you for a couple of months to get you settled, but you're just as brilliant and intelligent as the rest of us dear." Her father reassures her as he strokes his mustache. "Didn't you always say you wanted to take over Capsule Corps.?"

" . . . Well, yeah . . . But right now my schedule is busy!" Bulma complains.

"What could possibly be more important than running a company?" Vegeta snorts as he then turns to his parents. "And what the hell does Bulma taking over Capsule Corps. have anything to do with us?"

Vegeta Sr. sighs, shrinking in his seat as he knew with the way Vegeta's attitude was right now, he wouldn't take it well. Especially with the talk they shared last night. "Ahhh, well you see son . . . Your mother and I . . ."

"And the Briefs family!" Panchy quickly adds to aid where the conversation was going.

Fasha's deep violet eyes linger on her husbands before she sighs into her palm. "Well, Capsule Corps. and the Pride Corps. have decided to bring unity to the company . . . meaning that Vegeta and Bulma have to get married to unify the companies."

"What!" Vegeta shouts, slamming his hands down the table. After he noticed Tights wincing in the corner of his eye, he regretted it. Pointing a finger in Bulma's direction, he keeps the glare toward his parents. "You expect me to marry that—bimbo—over there?! We don't get along whatsoever and she's such a pain in the ass!"

Bulma was quick on her feet, crossing her arms against his torso as her eyes were lit up with just as much rage as Vegeta's were. "Go on, Vegeta! Say what you were going to say instead of bimbo. You're not gonna offend my family. You're not even going to offend me!" When he doesn't say anything in response and only glares daggers at her, she continues. "Bitch! That's right!" She then turns to her parents who sat at their side of the table with the equal shared expression as Vegeta's parents. "No offense to your stupid idea, but I agree with Vegeta! There's no way you guys are making us get married! I can't stand him!"

Panchy places the tips of her fingers on her lips, "Oh my! We didn't expect this kind of reaction! You kiddos, it's for your own good and your company! It'll do ya good to act your guys' age and settle down!"

"I'm going back to my office, there's a shit ton of work to do," Vegeta storms away as he then pauses at the door. "Sorry for making you jump Tights, and really shitty old man? After the conversation we had last night?"

"Son, I—"

Before another word was said, Vegeta had slammed the door behind him.

"I don't know what my parents were thinking trying to marry me off to that asshole!" Bulma works to get the strap off her purple heel and throws it across her room, then working on the other one.

The woman who laid on Bulma's queen sized bed with a salmon and red themed lingerie set properly sat up on her bed. "Does this mean we're no longer allowed to be like this?" She crawls over to Bulma, hugging her from behind as her blonde hair spills onto the shoulders of Bulma. The blonde then proceeds to breathe down Bulma's neck and kisses the back of it. "It's a shame all of this has to end, we've gotten so close, you and me."

Bulma arches back into the touch of her secret lover as she attempts to shake her head. "No, Lazuli. I wouldn't end this for the world. You think I want to marry your dumb boss? No."

Lazuli's fingers work on grasping the dress of Bulma, pulling it down by the straps. "Shhh, let's not talk about him anymore. It's all about us." Once the dress falls to Bulma's waist, the bluenette was quick to stand up and let it fall to the floor. She quickly spun around to smirk at the kneeling blonde, who looked up at her. Blue eyes match against each other as they both knew what they wanted.

Bulma places her hands on Lazuli before shoving her down on her back, falling on the bed with a soft thump. Bulma was quick to straddle her and kiss at her lips with desire. Lazuli kisses back eagerly as she wraps her arms around Bulma, bringing her body down so that their breasts and stomach pressed against each other. As if they read each other's minds, they pry open their mouths as their tongues swirl against the other. Lazuli loved how erotic their kissing could get as she cups one of Bulma's breasts, in turn, Bulma grabs a handful of Lazuli's ass.

"Are you going to take off your bra, or am I going to have to take it off for you?" Lazuli says in between their kisses, tugging at it for effect.

Bulma smirks. "What's stopping you?" She says, keeping her hands at the sides of the waistband of Lazuli's underwear. "An eye for an eye."

Lazuli expertly unclasps Bulma's bra, the straps falling forward as Lazuli rips it away. Once Lazuli does this, Bulma travels down to her legs, tugging down the thong to her lingerie set as she spun it around her forefinger a couple times. A mischievous glint is in the eye of Bulma as she throws it back.

Lazuli smiles, staring at Bulma's pair of breasts a little too long, and her mouth was watering at the idea of licking them and groping them. Too bad Bulma had other plans as she then travels down to her blonde beauty's exposed core. "You're the only one I'll ever consider marrying." Bulma says huskily as she spreads Lazuli's legs apart. "And lick down here." Before Lazuli could respond, Bulma had began to lick at Lazuli's already soaked clit.

Lazuli lets out a lovely sigh as she bites the tip of her finger, giggling at how sly she was. "Mmmm~ yeah . . . suck my clit~." Lazuli then squeezes her eyes shut, arching her back up from the mattress as Bulma's tongue thrusts in and out of her entrance, enjoying everything she had to offer. "Oh, Kami! Bulma!" To the sound of her moans, Bulma quickens the thrusting, gripping Lazuli's waist tightly. Lazuli places her hands down on her breasts and begins to massage them together, her legs trembling in delight.

To help her achieve the climax, Bulma rubs at her clit with her thumb, removing her tongue and replacing them with two fingers. "Wow, baby you're so wet already~!" Bulma cheers as Lazuli reddens.

"Please, Bulma . . ." Lazuli whines, her body gleaming with her sweat. Her clit was throbbing with the need of Bulma as Bulma grins down at her.

"I want you to cum first, baby." Bulma declares as they kiss, Lazuli tasting herself off of Bulma as the fingers thrust faster and deeper into Lazuli until she came on Bulma's fingers.

Bulma removes her fingers as she puts them in her mouth, sucking on them as she never breaks eye contact from her girl, to make sure she knew she enjoyed it.

"Kami, Bulma! Stop!" Lazuli squeaks as Bulma giggles, pulling down her panties as she was left completely naked. Lazuli knew she had to leave her lingerie on as she watches Bulma clamber back on the bed after she tossed her panties on the floor. Bulma picks up Lazuli's left leg and prepares to hook it on her right shoulder.

"You ready?" Bulma asks.

Lazuli looks up at Bulma with a crooked smile. "As if you have to ask."

Bulma moves herself closer, her cunt dripping with her own juices from turning herself on from doing all that to Lazuli as their cores collided, clits rubbing against each other as Lazuli cries out. "Fuck yes!" She digs her fingers into the bedsheets as Bulma moans out, swaying her hips back and forth to increase the pleasure for both of them, their stomaches swelling with the growing pleasure. The bed rocks with Bulma's thrusting as Lazuli sits herself up so they were closer. Both trembling as Lazuli helps with their sex, swaying her own hips as she gropes one of Bulma's breasts, their moans growing louder in the bedroom.

"Fuck, I'm close!" Bulma moans under her breath as her blonde had her back arched, enjoying it to the max until she was cumming too. Both of them scream out before collapsing down the bed with heavy breathing.

"Fuck that was good." Lazuli says, wrapping herself around Bulma as she nods in agreement.

"I don't think I'll ever grow tired of you, fuck Vegeta and that stupid arrange marriage, you're the only one for me."

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ IF THERE WAS ONE THING CAULIFLA HATED MORE THAN cold weather and piles of snow on the floor it was her brother Renso. Only a select few knew that fact, and because she hated him so much and wasn't legally allowed to leave his house until she was eighteen, she would drag out her nights. If she was lucky, he was shacking up some girl, drinking out at the bar with his buddies, or doing some stupid shit she didn't care about.

"So, how do you think you did?" Tarble asks, snapping her out of her thoughts as she sat up properly in her seat.

"From my perspective she was writing lots of notes down and nodding. She would ask me lots of questions based off my answers and she said she would contact me soon if she was serious with me being the nanny." Caulifla replies, stifling a yawn because that interview drained the morning stamina out of her.

Tarble catches her yawn and ends up yawning too, shaking his head. "Sounds like you did good! Hopefully all goes good and she does contact you. Let me know if she does."

"Yeah, for sure." Caulifla then turns to look at Tarble before clearing her throat, adding a couple coughs afterwards because she didn't know if she should even ask this or not. But, she asked anyway. "Anyways, ehmmm . . . Do you think Vegeta's gonna be home tonight?" Caulifla asks.

Tarble rolls his eyes as he quickly looks at her to give her a quick smirk. "You're so predictable you know that?"

"Shut up," Caulifla takes out 'the fuck' because she was actually in a good mood today. "Is it so wrong that I want to see him?"

Tarble shrugs. "No, but he's an adult now, and you're still a minor, so whatever sexy stuff you did in the past you have to wait until July to do it again." He stops at a red light. "You lost your V-Card to him, huh?"

Caulifla groans, slapping his shoulder. "We already talked about this, I am a virgin. And on my eighteenth birthday I will lose it to your brother." She sticks out her tongue and does raspberries.

"Alright bet. If you don't lose your V-Card to my brother on your birthday, then you owe me one hundred zeni and a whole day full of you taking me out and spending your money on me." He proceeds to drive, taking the route to his house.

"And if I win, you have to give me free rides for a whole month, and you have to take me out and spend your zeni on me." Caulifla crosses her arms against her chest, her nose stuck up in the air. "Since you believe it's impossible for Vegeta and me to fuck."

Tarble laughs. "Alrighty then, deal."

Caulifla always loved summers. Her mom used to say it was because she was born in July, so naturally she did have to love them. Maybe that's why she hated winter, because it paled in comparison to summer.

Every summer was always the same, and it made Caulifla look forward to those semi three months—sometimes they would arrive late May, and sometimes leave mid August depending on how school was let out that year. The trips always consisted of her parents, her older brother Renso, Caulifla herself, and the Vegeta family. For a good chunk of her childhood, it was only Vegeta Sr. and his two sons Vegeta and Tarble, until he ended up getting into a relationship with Fasha, someone Caulifla grew to admire the free spirit and carefree nature.

This was the second summer that Fasha shared with the families, and she noticed how Caulifla quietly pined for Vegeta. Fasha would always smile sweetly in their direction if they were caught hanging out together or she would wink at them.

"You're always following Vegeta." Her brother would complain as Caulifla would pout in his direction.

"So? He's my bestest friend in the whole wide world, of course I'm going to follow him!" She nearly screeches at her brother as her mother would eventually have to beak up the screaming sessions between them.

"Now, now you two. What did we agree on when it came to extending the vacation? That you two wouldn't fight." Their mother snapped.

"Well! It's true that Caulifla follows Vegeta all the time!" Renso points his finger accusingly at Caulifla as his little sister grows angry at his words again.

"So! I don't call you out when you're always trying to flirt with the girls on the docks and beach!" Caulifla retaliates as their mother glares down at both of them, silencing them before they could continue.

Caulifla sighed. Those summer trips to the beach house had become rare once her parents had died, and then after that, when Renso had to be the man of the house he too stopped going. In a very selfish way she was glad he stopped going, because she was given all the time in the world with Vegeta.

She swallows in anticipation as Tarble finally made it to the house. It's been since Thanksgiving since she's last seen them all together, but she hung out with Tarble quite frequently since they went to the same high school together. Vegeta, was a whole different story. Sometimes when she would come over for dinner throughout the duration of this year she would catch him, but he was too busy being the CEO of his father's company.

"Are you excited to see the rest of the family again? It's been since last month huh?" Tarble says as he throws off his seatbelt, turning to see his female friend in the passenger seat only nod as she took off her seatbelt too.

"I can already feel the frosty air . . ." Caulifla complains as she opens the car's door. Sure enough, it snowed more here than it did up in Seven Star City. It was barely snowing over there and the ground was only covered with frost. "Ughhh, I hate winter weather." She gets out of the car as Tarble mumbles something about her already saying that from the start of the day. It was barely noon, as Tarble and Caulifla headed for the front door, their shoes crunching softly with the snow beneath them.

Tarble pulls out his key to unlock the door as Caulifla stood a few feet behind him. She felt her heart pounding in her ribcage and that much sent shivers down her spine. Just the mere thought of seeing Vegeta did things to her. Finally, the door was swung open as Tarble declared loudly that he was home, and that he brought along a special guest.

"Oooh, ooh! Who'd you bring this time!" A voice chirps from the stairs, Caulifla automatically knowing it's Vegeta Sr. and smiles. "Let me guess, Cabba, Kale, that Gine girl you have a crush on, your brother, ummm . . ." He then descends from the stairs as he grins wide. "Ah! Caulifla! Welcome in, dear!" He opens his arms for a hug as Caulifla cautiously makes her way over, hugging him happily.

"Hey, King! It's been forever since I've seen you!" She squeezes him for added effect.

"Dad!" Tarble hisses from behind them, his face growing a radish red in embarrassment at the mention of his supposed girl.

His dad only stares at him with a goofy grin. "What, son? Does Caulifla not know that there's finally a girl who's made you all blue balls?" He releases himself from the hug as his smug smile comically pairs with the mischievous glint in his eyes.

Caulifla gasps, crossing her arms against her chest as she points a finger accusingly at Tarble. "You never told me you have a new crush! Who is she, does she go to our school or what?"

Tarble shoots a glare at his dad before turning to look at Caulifla. "I don't like her like that, she's just a girl I met at a couple parties." He explains to her.

"Surrrreee, go on and tell Caulifla all about the girl." Vegeta Sr. says as he winks at her. "Anywhooo! I'll be finishing up the last chapter of my novel until my beloved Fasha gets home and makes dinner! You two have fun catching up! Don't burn the house down!" He quickly disappears back upstairs.

"Does she happen to go to our school?" Caulifla asks before plopping herself down on the red sofa. Tarble swung himself over the armrest as he drops down next to her. He shook his head as he tosses his head back.

"No, she goes to one in Seven Star city." He explains.

"What! So like, a school in the city where I want to get a job . . ." Caulifla says.

"On that note," he turns to look at her as he sits up properly. "Any particular reason aside from getting far away from your brother as possible, for trying to get a job as Chi-Chi's nanny?"

Caulifla sighs, throwing one leg over the other. "No. Just that reason." She snaps out of her thoughts as her vehement eyes simmer into Tarble's. "Stop changing the subject and let's talk about your future girlfriend. When can I meet her?"

Tarble sighs, knowing he couldn't distract Caulifla with a question. "Actually, my parents are going out to this business trip that's for three days: Friday, Saturday and Sunday. They probably won't get home until late Sunday or early Monday. So the house is free for a party." He keenly stares back at her with a blissful grin. "Meaning, you're invited to the party just like everyone else. Cabba, Kale, Gine . . ."

Caulifla leans a tad bit closer to Tarble, whispering lowly in a brisk and almost husky voice. "And what about Vegeta~?" Her prize, someone who her body shamelessly sought until they were both tangled into something twisted and dark. Just like her life.

"Of course I'm going to be at that stupid party!" A third voice intrudes, causing Caulifla and Tarble to snap from where they sat on the sofa. The two launched further from each other and sat closer to the arm rests. The sound of dress shoes enter the living room as the voice grunts at the pair sitting on the sofa like little children who were caught doing something stupid. "What? Are you two that embarrassed with your little conversation that you've shut up now?"

Caulifla stares at her shoes, not daring to look in his direction, for fear that her face was darkening with fifty shades of red.

"What the hell, bro! I thought you weren't going to get out until five!" Tarble hisses in his direction as he clung to the top of the couch to get a good look at his brother. He was absent of his purple blazer, a couple of buttons were undone as his tie was lazily done.

"Yeah, that's the usual time I get out, Captain Obvious. I got to leave early because my assistant finished her work." Tarble's older brother Vegeta then turns to look at the girl who was almost curled up in the couch out of embarrassment. "Long time no see, princess."

Caulifla got off the couch as she moves herself around it to stand a few feet away from him. It was only the two of them in her own universe and Tarble magically disappeared. In truth, Tarble already knew what direction their conversation would take and he was quick to quietly scurry himself away to his room. "Really? That's all you say to me? We haven't seen each other since Thanksgiving, no hugs, no 'Oh Caulifla why don't you visit us more often . . .'" She then leans herself closer to him, standing up on tiptoes to whisper, "Or rather, princess wouldn't you loved to be pleasured by your prince?"

Vegeta quickly took a look around the living room to make sure it was absent of his father and brother. He graba her arm and leans down to whisper back, "We are not having this conversation here, Caulifla. Come on, let's go to my room." He then quickly led her to the other side of the house where his room laid. Caulifla was already so excited that she was growing hot. Vegeta opens the door and pushes it open, quickly waltzing in as he locked the door behind him, sending chills down Caulifla's spine. She stands awkwardly in the middle of the room as he walks towards his bed and takes a seat, beckoning her to take a seat with him.

Instead of sitting next to him, Caulifla sat on his lap, her legs draping across the rest of him as she quickly cups his face, quickly locking her lips down on his. She kisses him again, with an ignited passion that was daring to devour her alive. Vegeta's hands awkwardly hover for a few moments in the air before wrapping around her back, pulling her down with him on the bed. He feels the soft tissue thin fabric of her cardigan before he rests his fingers on her hips. Caulifla was walking on air, feeling as viciously victorious as ever.

Before Vegeta could be caught in her seductive spell that she somehow managed to always get him in, he broke the kiss by moving his hands on her shoulders and pushing her back a bit, breaking the kiss.

"Princess, when I said we needed to have a conversation, I meant it." He sat up properly as she stayed sitting on his lap, stubborn as ever. When he stares at her long and hard, challenging her to get off, she just sat on him with a smug smirk. He sighs as he shook his head, knowing she wasn't going to make it easy. "Okay fine, brat. Stay sitting on my lap, but don't think we're going to keep playing that game."

"Come on Vegeta . . ." Caulifla whines as in a quick motion she snatches his hand and presses it down her stomach, nearing that particular area of hers that desperately desired him. "Please . . . We both know we want each other. Stop avoiding it and just give in . . ." She places her other hand atop his cheek and leans in, planting her lips on his again.

Vegeta groans, nearly being dragged into her trap again. "You're helpless, princess. We have to stop. You're seventeen and I'm twenty two." He bitterly reminds her as Caulifla begins to unbutton her skirt.

"It's okay, I'm eighteen in your eyes only . . ." She pinches the waistband of her panties and tugs on it, letting it go as it snaps on her skin deliciously, causing Vegeta's eyes to go south. "So go on, take me." Her hand then brushes on his pants, rubbing at his groin area in attempts to get him in the mood.

"I'm serious, Caulifla. You're a minor, I'm an adult. We can't fool around and do shit like we used to. As much as I want to, I can't do it with you. You have to get that through your head!" Vegeta hisses in her direction as Caulifla pauses in her motions to stare at him and sigh deeply in defeat.

"Okay, I understand." Caulifla slumps into his chest, unaware that her skirt was open up for Vegeta's eyes. It was hard for the man to not look down there as he forcefully wraps an arm around her shoulder and whispers into her ear.

"Even though you make it ridiculously hard not to touch you."

Caulifla stares at his eyes, the smolder in them further proving his statement as she quickly stands up and pulls down her skirt.

"Caulifla what're you—"

"We can still do other things." Caulifla says with a sly smile, shaking off her skirt as it piled down the floor, sitting right back on Vegeta and working the buttons down of his dress pants.

"Caulifla, if this is what I think it is, you need to stop." He places hands on hers and tries to shove hers away. She left him exposed enough to see his boxers as she grins, quickly mounting herself on him before he could halt her attempts.

"We can still do this . . ." She places her hands on his shoulders and grips them, beginning to move her hips back and forth, feeling his clothed member rubbing up against her core as it felt so good. Her breathing became rigid and the noises that were escaping her lips were almost too loud, so she buries her head into his neck and allows those little whines to release there.

Vegeta grits his teeth, feeling how amateur she rubs up against him, and feeling her moans down his neck made him tremble. He grips her waist and helps her with the grinding, moving her quicker on him as he moves his head to meet her face and kisses her over and over again to mute her moans and keep them in his mouth.

"He couldn't resist me even if he tried~." Caulifla thinks inwardly as she couldn't help but hum in delight, and before she could think of doing anything, she was spun around flat on her back. Vegeta quickly towers above her, tugging his pants down in a quick motion and aligns their secreted areas again to feel each other.

"Can you keep those pretty moans of yours quiet?" He whispers into her neck as Caulifla nods, clasping a hand over her mouth as Vegeta yanks her cardigan down to have better access to her neck. Immediately he peppers her skin with kisses, Caulifla arches her head back as her legs dance up and down Vegeta's waist. She squirms as she whimpers, feeling his wet tongue glide across her skin, attacking a certain spot to suck on.

She was a disaster and she wanted him to break her.

The empty glass sat there on the counter as the man was tempted to pour himself another shot of whiskey that his best friend had bought for him. Then again, it wasn't such a good idea since it would only upset his wife even more than she probably already was. She was always upset about something. He stretches before getting off the stool, then hearing her infamous heels click through the house.

"Goku! Where have you been?! Didn't you know what today was!" The woman screeches as her eyes then turn to the murky brown alcohol on the counter as her eyes light up with a newfound anger. "What the hell! You just had to buy whiskey didn't you? When did you start liking alcohol!" And there she goes, into a ranting rage again. One where he couldn't really speak much, or talk back to her.

He waited until she was done speaking to say, "I took Gohan to the park, Chi-Chi. Raditz wanted to see the little guy and then we went to get a bite to eat with the guys. Broly bought me the whiskey to try." He explains quietly, as Chi-Chi rolls her eyes, the man with wicked waves of black hair then notices how professional her outfit looked and continued, "D-Did you and Vegeta unify your guys' companies? If so, that's great babe!" He adds a little cheerful laugh afterward, only to hear her growls approach her more.

"Goku you idiot! That arrangement is buried six feet under! If you would've paid attention you would've known by now! And just to enlighten you, I interviewed the last candidate to be the nanny for Gohan!" She explains loudly as she groans, plopping herself down their wine colored couch as she crosses her arms. Of course he wouldn't listen. She half expected him to nervously waddle himself over to her and start to massage her back and shoulders, but instead he stood right in front of her with folded arms.

"What! Chi-Chi, I told you not to hire a nanny for our son! I'm perfectly capable of taking care of him while you work!" He groans as he runs a hand up through his hair, tugging on the strands. "Why would you go on and do something like this anyway? You don't have to make every decision!"

Chi-Chi glares up at him as she remains sitting on her sofa. "Because if I don't make the decisions, this family won't have order! Honestly, Goku you think you're so capable of raising my baby boy? The girl who's going to be our nanny will do an excellent job! And then you can go to the bars and do all the things you want to do with your friends." Chi-Chi almost slapped herself for saying that last bit.

"Whatever." Goku bluntly says, walking away as he heads for the stairs. "It's not like you ever listen to me anyway."

As the car parked at Caulifla's dullish grey apartment, Vegeta sighs, turning toward her and looks at her with almost pleading eyes. "You know, you can just spend the night at our house. You don't have to stay with your fucked up brother." He says as he squeezes her arm.

Caulifla sighed. "You already drove me here, and his ass is going to be wondering where am I. Not because he actually fucking cares, but because I have to be home. He's so paranoid one of the CPS agents are going to stop by at any given time."

Vegeta nods, brushing his thumb across her bottom lip. "Call me if things get out of hand." She nods too, and before she could say any more, he surprises her with a kiss.

The plump man that made the couch crusty with the dust of his cheese chips and moist with the alcohol drippings of his beer stares blankly at the TV in front of him. Diving into his eighth bottle of the day, he slams it on the edge of the table before chugging it.

The living room was dark, the TV was the only source of light as Caulifla finally managed to get the stupid door open. Renso never went over and opened the door.

He lets a big wet burp out as he snorts in her direction. "What took you so fucking long? A job interview doesn't take that long you little shit." He says with a sneer.

"Tarble's family invited me for dinner afterward, and Kale wanted to go mark all the stores down for prom dress shopping." Caulifla says, scraping her shoes on the welcome mat to get any potential snow off of her.

"Pshh, like anyone's gonna take your broken ass self to the fucking prom. You're just going to suck dick and pop your fucking cherry like it's a thing to do! Probably nobody's asked you out." Renso says, cackling as he searches for his family size bag of cheese chips.

Caulifla stayed silent as she watched her beloved Zamasu change. She didn't want to say anything for fear he would fade away much quicker than he already was doing so. Caulifla was afraid that he was starting to fall out of love, and that much made her secretly sob in her bedroom when she was so certain that Gowasu and Zamasu had fallen asleep.

It started with subtle conversations about how he hated when mortals would stupidly make decisions, or they seemed barbaric when it came down to their lives. He found their lives worthless and it seemed that he wanted to say more, but when Caulifla kept arguing with him that there were still some genuinely good people out there who love and care for another did he stop.

Tonight was a night when no tears would come out. Her heart still felt the tightness it had always felt as she laid on her bed, bundled up in bed sheets. The crystal moon floods her bedroom, beaming down her as she couldn't fall asleep. How could she when her thoughts deeply disturbed her? Pondering of a fatal future where Zamasu was giving in to whatever the hell lurked in the shadows.

"Hey." A voice lulled from behind her, making her abruptly sit up and stare into the darkness. He stood in the bathing moonlight, a few feet away from her bed. She couldn't believe her eyes. It was her mate Zamasu. Though his eyes were sharper than the softer eyes he had before, the way his neutral lips matched with his eyes did things to her.

"Z-Zamasu? I thought you'd be asleep by now." She says softly, rubbing her eyes as her sheets fall to her waist.

"Nah, I can't sleep." He explains, his stone cold silver eyes stare at her long and good before he adds bluntly, "Do you want to have sex?" He asks as Caulifla eyes widened into saucers. His behavior was truly unusual as he never verbally asked for sex nor did he really initiate it. Caulifla mostly started it up with kisses and from there on Zamasu would either consent and follow through all the way or read a book or something.

Radish red blots across her cheeks as Caulifla blinks several times, trying to accustom herself to this situation. " . . . Y-You w-want to ha-have . . ." She takes a deep breath to cease her stuttering. "Sex?"

"Yeah, I do. Unless you don't want to." Zamasu says as Caulifla doesn't respond immediately. Zamasu tilts his head, analyzing the shock that flooded her face. "Is something wrong?"

"It's nothing, just . . . you never ask for sex—I mean, at least not like this." She explains.

"Oh, well . . . Would it be better if I just fucked you right now?" he asks so casually, and he watches as the radish red glow on her cheeks darken.

"What has gotten into him?!" Caulifla inwardly questioned as she felt her clit grow a pulse, followed along by a deep flowing sensation in her tummy. She didn't know who this new Zamasu was, but in a sick twisted fucked up way, she loved this new version of him. A smirk than twitches on her lips as the blush begins to fade away. "Fuck me, Zamasu." She says this in such a husky and sensual voice that Zamasu practically lunges at her, pinning down her wrists as he earns a yelp from his little saiyan beneath him.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard and so many times Caulifla that you won't be able to walk tomorrow." He rasps into her neck. He then captures her lips with his own and continues to kiss her over and over again, ripping the sheets off of her as they fell to the floor. She firmly held onto his back as she struggled to kiss him back, being overpowered by his own kisses. His mouth opens to let his tongue out and swipe across her lips, begging her for entrance to the caverns of her mouth. She happily obliged as she gasps, feeling his tongue swarm on her almost immediately, swirling around with hers as his right hand slips into her black pair of panties and feels up her clit.

He wasn't surprised when he found it already starting to get wet, probably from his words alone. She moans into his mouth as he proceeds to rub his forefinger and middle finger up and down her clit, delicately but enough to torment her. He wanted to touch her even more as his other hand slips up underneath that big oversized red shirt of hers and slips underneath the black bra's barrier and gropes one of her breasts, breaking the kiss as he lowers his lips down to attack her neck with multiple kisses.

Caulifla arches her neck back to give him more access as she moans softly, caught in his lustful spell as her eyes are slanted, soft and starry eyed due to the pleasure he was giving her. He continues to plant kisses on the flesh of her neck before gliding his tongue across. Once he felt his fingers had rubbed at her clit enough, he switches them to prod into her heat, his thumb now rubbing at his clit sideways.

"K-Kami, Zamasu!" She cries out as Zamasu remove his hand from being underneath her shirt.

"Take off your shirt and bra for me." He commands as she hums in response, pulling off her shirt as she moves her hands behind her back and works on unfastening her bra.

Zamasu quickly swipes her bra off to stare at her breasts, her nipples perked and looking absolutely delicious to his eyes. He stares too long as Caulifla felt her face go hot.

"A-Are you just going to gawk at them all night?" She squeaks as he grins at her response.

"Once you're fully naked I might." He says this as he pulls down her panties and throws them behind him to gather on the ground. In truth, he stares down at his saiyan bathed in the moonlight, naked and beautiful. "You're gorgeous." He says this as he presses his lips against hers, lowering his waist down onto hers as he begins to grind tauntingly slow. Caulifla whines, getting more turned on by the way his hard clothed cock rubs up against her wet core, making her arch her hips up for more content.

While he continues to kiss her, Caulifla expertly unbuttons his dark grey vest, moving her hands down to where his sash was and swiftly claws it off. Zamasu grins into the kiss, breaking it as he whispers, "Someone's eager to see their god naked."

"It's not fair if I'm the only one," she whispers back. "I need skin to skin contact, Zamasu."

"Or do you simply want to be fucked by this? Zamasu asks, placing her hand atop his groin area shielded by his blue pants.

"You wanna fuck me just as badly." She bites back as she then proceeds to take off his violet long sleeved undershirt, leaving him bare chested. "You said so yourself, that you wanted to fuck me hard."

There was a certain unspoken dark glint in his eyes that kept dragging Caulifla back, but she didn't care. He says nothing before spinning her around until she was flat on her stomach.

"A-Aah! Zamasu!" She cries out, gasping as she grips the bed sheets.

Then, he thought again. He didn't want to fuck her from behind just yet. He wanted a personal taste of Caulifla and he intended on having it.

"Actually, I'm going to eat you out first," he declares before flipping her back on her stomach.

Caulifla already wanted to be fucked, pounded until no tomorrow as she hisses in frustration. "Oh, Kami Zamasu make up your mind!" She was rather impatient now, and it was bad enough that Zamasu couldn't decide what to do next.

"What did you say?" Zamasu sneers, giving her time to think about what she's said. This was an unusual reaction, normally Zamasu would chuckle, tease her and whisper sweet nothings. This new Zamasu seemed very unpleasant and easily angered.

"You heard me."

Zamasu tsked. "Guess my saiyan needs to be punished then."

A chill dared to spike up her spine.

Punished?! Zamasu and her had strung up into BDSM a bit, but he was mostly the one that was either tied up or handcuffed. In the rare moments was it Caulifla. What has seriously gotten into him?! Not that she didn't mind but . . . something about him seemed so peculiar.

"W-What?"

"You heard me."

And before Caulifla could respond, her hands were swiftly pinned and met with a purple glowing bind made of Zamasu's ki. She was so caught off guard that she was in a state of shock. Zamasu smirked when he realized this too, pulling a black sash from their nightstand to blindfold her with.

"W-Wait! I can't see!" Caulifla cries out.

"That's the point," Zamasu grins as he places to firm hands on her waist and lifts them up, settling them around his waist as he pulls down his pants to expose his member, but of course Caulifla didn't know that. "You'll be begging for mercy soon." He grinds his boner on top of her clit as Caulifla in response moans beneath him, her body temperature was so hot that perspiration began to prick her skin.

"A-Aah!" She gasps, squirming underneath him as her cheeks redden up. She knew it was his boner rubbing up on her, and thanks to her being blindfolded, her senses were heightened. "Fuck, Zamasu! Please!" She whines, practically begging while her god just kept that grin on his face while continuing to grind.

Zamasu loved teasing Caulifla. He loved when she became a moaning mess and whined. She always practically begged to get what she wanted, and Zamasu would always eventually give it to her.

"Look at you, you're already soaked from everything I've done to you. No doubt it'll be easy to push my length into you." He says, gasping lowly at the pleasure from grinding. "I bet you want me inside already, don't you?" To this question he earns a nod from his saiyan, added with the permanent blush on her face. Beads of sweat were already starting to trickle down her face and glow on that lovely body of hers.

Zamasu darkly chuckles, breathing down her neck as he says in a rusty voice. "Then I guess I'll have to let you have it." Without warning, Zamasu swiftly thrusted himself all the way inside of his saiyan. She immediately cries out, her moans bouncing off the walls. Now that she thought about it, she was glad that the walls in her room were thick. Although Zamasu wasn't one for public display of affection in front of Gowasu, he was willing to show Caulifla how much she belonged to him.

"Mmm, does it feel that good my little mortal?" He says, adding along a new dubbed nickname for her.

"F-Feels good . . ." She admits in a hushed almost whimpering voice, her walls clenching around his dick as it stays inside her, not moving in and out yet.

Once he hears those two simple words, he begins to rock his hips back and forth, Caulifla's legs instinctively wrap around his waist. Together now, they move in perfect synchrony, just like they always did. Only this time, Caulifla's wrists were bound and she was blindfolded. So of course, her movements were a little off. Zamasu stares down at her hypnotic breasts bouncing along with each and every one of his thrusts. He licks his lips as he proceeds to latch his mouth onto one and sucks. He pinches the other and rubs the nipple in between his finger and thumb as Caulifla cries out louder with his actions.

His mind is endless with the thoughts of possessiveness. That this saiyan was easily tamed by him when it came to intimacy. That she was at his mercy when it came to anything involving him. Caulifla belonged to Zamasu and Zamasu alone, and he would make sure she would follow him towards the future he wanted.

"Hah . . . Ahh . . . Nngh, Zama . . . Zamasuuu~"

Zamasu's breaths come out in low groans as he kisses along her body, finally breaking the ki bind on her wrists as her arms weakly drop to her sides, Zamasu then pinning them up above her head on the sides with his own hands. He was pounding into his saiyan mercilessly, with every thrust, her moans would become rigid.

"Caulifla~" her name escapes his lips just as natural as always as he presses hot and desiring kisses on her lips, over and over again as his body drops atop of hers, fucking his saiyan until she was nearing her climax. She was just so wet and hot as he fucked her that he probably was going to cum first.

Caulifla's body was swelling with pleasure, bubbling in her stomach as it was growing stronger and stronger the more Zamasu thrusted into her. Now her body was arching up into his thrusts and her hips sway erotically as Zamasu wraps his arms around her stomach and waist. He pumps into her his fastest and roughest, regardless if she didn't want it that way.

"Oh Kami! I'm close!" She cries out, swiping off the blindfold as quickly as her arms regained their strength, bleary black eyes staring up at the green god who stare down at her. She places both hands on his back, as she screams into her climax, Zamasu gasping at the warm gush that swarms his cock. The lewd wet sounds cause Zamasu to ride out his own climax until he came deep inside of her.

"Magnificent, mortal." he praises her as he removes his penis in time for some of his cum to gush on her clit and around her. He was mesmerized by his work as Caulifla pants heavily, laying there on the bed coated in sweat and Zamasu's cum mixed with hers started to drip out of her cunt.

Caulifla looks absolutely delectable as he rolls off of her, laying on his back with one hand tossed up his forehead as his chest moves up and down to accompany his heavy breathing. It wasn't long before Zamasu was up on his feet again, his earrings dangling along as the orange bled on the walls of Caulifla's rooms.

The saiyan closes her eyes, under the assumption that her boyfriend was going to make himself a spot of tea or grab a cold water bottle. The sound of her closet being deftly open is heard as Caulifla's eyes immediately flutter open, curious as to why Zamasu was opening up the closet. She slowly sits up as she stares forward at the sight of the naked supreme kai rummaging through the closet.

"Z-Zamasu?"

She was also confused since that closet only held certain outfits she would wear for their sex, toys that they used on each other, and after care essentials. So perhaps—he was going to clean her. There probably still was a couple of towels floating around in there.

He says nothing in response as he then turns around and approaches her. Her eyes lower down to see a bottle, some words are printed on it, but she couldn't read it.

"What's that?"

"Lube." He grins mischievously, clambering back on the bed as he waves it in her direction.

Caulifla stares at the bottle in disbelief as she couldn't believe Zamasu went out and bought some lube. What the hell for? Caulifla knew what for, but her mind couldn't comprehend that he didn't notify her about this.

" . . . You want to fuck me anally?" She finally asks after moments of silence from her end.

Zamasu nods, keeping that grin on his face. "You did say you wanted to try it, babe so come on. Why don't we? I really want to fuck your other hole."

Zamasu had certainly changed this night as Caulifla's clit was ignited by his offer. "We can do it tomorrow night, Zams. Right now I'm exhausted." She declares, adding a yawn afterward to rectify her statement.

"I don't think so." Zamasu says coldly as he grabs her by the waist, spinning her around as she was shoved down the bed. Her ass was up in the air as she yelped, gripping the bed sheets. It was hard to believe any of this was real right now because this side of Zamasu was so different, so disturbing, so dark. "Like I said earlier, lovely mortal. I plan on fucking you until you can't walk tomorrow."

Caulifla hears the cap pop open as she shivers, her limbs trembling as she didn't want to try and fight him for fear that he would shove himself inside without the use of lube.

Zamasu squirts an ample amount of the clear lube into his palm as he rubs it, making sure to spread it on his fingers too. He stares at that fine ass of hers before rubbing the lube between her cheeks to prepare herself, then thrusting a careful finger into that virgin ass of hers causing her to wince.

"I-It's cold!" She complains, followed by a cry of a mixture of pain and an odd sensation of pleasure over his fingers thrusting into her ass.

"Shhh, I'm preparing you for when I fuck it." He says so casually as he continues to spend moments of rubbing the lube in and around to get her ready. He then proceeds to get a grip on his member, giving himself a couple of strokes before lining the tip at her entrance. Afraid the amount of lube that was in her ass wasn't enough, he lathers the lube around his dick too, and then pushes the tip at her hole.

"A-Ahhh!" Caulifla begins to heavily breathe, the fear corrupting her body as she begins to tremble.

"Come now, saiyan. You love to fight every chance you get and train. Surely you can take being fucked here." He assures her, sliding it in slowly until he was a couple inches in.

"Ahh—Ahh, Zamasu!" She whimpers into a pillow she brought to her chest, squeezing the life out of it as tears began to prick her eyes. The pain wasn't that bad, but Kami was he so thick inside her ass! The more he proceeded to delve deeper inside the more she was being ripped apart. She clasps a hand over her mouth to sustain her little choked sobs from escaping her lips.

Zamasu didn't feel any remorse for hearing those tears, actually they were music to his ears. This was the first time he was rough with her and had his way. Without warning her any further, he grins down at her ass and back, followed by her spikes draping down. He lowers his body down on hers as he digs a fist into her hair. "Fuck, mortal you feel so good!" He comments into her ear as he then rocks his hips back and forth at a moderate pace to actually feel her insides.

Caulifla continues to sob into the pillow, humiliated by the fact that she was genuinely crying, the hot tears running down her cheeks. This was the first time she's cried in a very long time, and the first time it was out of pain like this. He picks up the pace, regardless if she could handle it as the lube makes their sex all the more dirtier with the wet sounds and his thrusting. The bed too, creaks again as Caulifla was turned on by all of this as much as Zamasu was. Tendrils of his snow white hair flow down on her shoulder as this was as delicate he was going to thrust into her, no matter how good it felt. Soon, he would go all out.

Once those sobs transform into little whines of pleasure whilst still mixed with the sobs, he removes his body from being planted down on hers and grips her hips, thrusting ferociously into her ass. It was deliciously good how her ass sounded clapping up against his groin with every thrust as Zamasu arches his neck back in pleasure, the sound of their sex growing louder and louder.

The bundle of nerves in Caulifla's ass finally feel the pleasure as an orchestra of moans spill out her mouth as she properly got on all fours, knees bent, hands gripping bed sheets as she finally caved in to what she didn't want.

Fuck, she felt so good! Zamasu regretted denying her requests of anal sex earlier because fucking her in the ass was just as marvelous as her vagina. He was swearing up a storm as chills spread across her body, trying to take in this new Zamasu was getting harder and harder. He was on a rampant, roughly fucking that ass, giving it a couple spanks until it turned red and he was on a state of euphoria that no doubt would have him dropping a thick load.

"Caulifla~ Caulifla!" He grunts, quickening his pace the fastest he could go, no matter how much Caulifla's ass suffocated his dick with its tightness. "Shit, shit! I'm gonna fucking cum!" He declares, and Caulifla murmurs some jumble of words that he couldn't comprehend as he knew her cunt was going to be dripping. It wasn't long before Zamasu slammed himself into her that he came in her ass, causing the saiyan to cry out, embarrassed with the load going inside of her as she trembles. Zamasu rides out his orgasm until his body didn't permit him to keep going and he collapses on top of his saiyan, giving into a slumber that would be short lived.

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Caulifla knew her body was going to pay the price for her ass being deflowered and for the way Zamasu was extra rough on her. She just didn't expect it to ache this fucking bad. If it wasn't for her ki, she could swear that she couldn't move. When she to her side, she expected to see a slumbering Zamasu. Whenever they had sex, he never left the bed until he made sure she was awake. She slowly sat up, cursing as the pain follows along with her, and as she finally takes in the new day she realizes Zamasu hadn't cleaned her. She felt their mixture of sludge from both of her holes as she groans into her hands.

"What's gotten into him?" She finally forces herself up out of bed and cleans herself as much as possible before throwing on the female version of supreme kai clothes. Hers were similar to Zamasu's, dark grey with yellow lining, on difference was she wore No under shirt and her pants were red along with a wine red sash instead of a blue.

Perhaps he had gone off to make them some breakfast, and damn did she really want to wake up to some breakfast in bed.

"No, his ki's too far out the house to be in the kitchen." She says to herself, proceeding to scurry down and out, and she could feel another ki's. A dark, almost demonic ki. She finally speeds her way out and is horrified to onlook at the sight of a dead Gowasu laying there. Zamasu stood a few feet away from his corpse as another man was present. He had dark wicked waves of black hair, light tan skin, and two black holes for eyes. His eyes were thick as he was grinning at Zamasu before his eyes quickly avert to Caulifla. The small saiyan takes note of his outfit which consisted of a dark grey turban with a red rope belt hugging his waist and a pair of black baggy pants. White boots top off the outfit as one single emerald earring dangles from his ear.

"Go-Gowasu!" Caulifla cries out, too much in a state of shock to even think of what was going on with those two, kneeling down at the man whose eyes were now a plain white. She felt the heavy weight of tears daring to stream down her face. Before she could check his heartbeat, Gowasu's soul exploded into a million shards before ascending, causing her to gasp, trembling from being planted on the ground.

The mysterious man seemed to enjoy the sight of her being on all fours before his eyes linger back towards Zamasu, his new partner he had anointed with his other pair of earring. "And who is this mortal?" He asks in a dark rusty voice.

Zamasu doesn't respond as he walks over to his stunned saiyan and slowly guides her up to her feet. "Caulifla. This man has gifted us a new journey of justice together in a world. Come." He says this so casually as if beloved Gowasu hadn't died before them!

"G-Gowasu!" Caulifla shook as she removes herself from being near Zamasu, then finally snaps. Her eyes slowly look up at her lover, widened since the moment she walked into the scene. "Y-You're not seriously thinking about joining this evil bastard are you?! He fucking killed your master! Our master!" Caulifla cries, tugging at Zamasu to listen, his eyes as sharp and dark like last night. He just blankly stares at her.

"A small price to pay."

Caulifla's jaw drops as she was so dumbfounded with this new Zamasu.

It seems as though the sadistic saiyan noticed her face as he begins to cackle uncontrollably.

Caulifla's face transfixes into one of absolute rage as she stares back at the man, challenging him with her own obsidian orbs for eyes as she felt the absolute hate burn through her body. She didn't know who he was, but she sure as hell didn't like him one bit due to the fact that this is what pushed Zamasu further into a darkness.

Before she could think of beating the shit out of him, Zamasu cupped her face with his finger and thumb. "My lovely mortal. You're coming with us to the new world." He continues in that monotone voice, caressing a hand on her arm as she flinches, quickly pulling away, staring at Zamasu with a newfound fear and aching pain for what she had to do now.

She hangs her head in defeat as she stares down at her own boots. She knew he was too far deep into depravity to be saved at this point. Instead of crying her eyes out, the anger overpowered as she quickly looks up at Zamasu and says with her usual stubbornness and a husk. "No. I am not coming with you, we're through."

The dark god puts two and two together as his eyes narrowed in the direction of Caulifla. ". . . This mortal saiyan is your mate?!"

Zamasu doesn't turn to look at the man, but continues to stare at his stubborn saiyan. "I wasn't asking. You're coming with me."

"No I'm fucking not!" Caulifla screams, slapping Zamasu across the face as the dark god teleported from where he was, causing Caulifla to gasp and try and sense where he was. He was now behind her as he creates a purple ki blade, and before he could think of stabbing her, Zamasu quickly glares at his direction.

"Don't you dare! Not this mortal!"

" . . . Fine. I'll wait for you on some nearby star. Whenever you're done with this childish thing you have going on, come to the star." He continues to glare at Caulifla, wanting to say words to her, but bottled them up for fear that Zamasu wouldn't accept his offer anymore.

Zamasu said nothing as he still kept his eyes on his saiyan.

"You're fucking coming with me, and that's that!" He forcefully yanks her to his arms as Caulifla struggles, punching at his chest with a free hand as she screams at him.

"Let me go! No I'm not! Fuck you!" Another slap to Zamasu's face to break this, but the green god was quick to pull her into a rough kiss that seared as hot as his anger and wickedness. Caulifla punches his cheek to break the kiss as she quickly kicks him in the stomach, panting as the tears were now traveling down her face. Zamasu places a hand on his face where she slapped him a couple of times.

"I knew something was off about you, I knew it! I just didn't want to believe it! I love you—loved you Zamasu." Caulifla quickly corrects herself. "But I'm not gonna stay with someone who let a horrible person kill someone I deeply cared about! I'm sorry—not sorry, Zamasu but I can't follow you! I can never love you again!" She says through hysterics as Zamasu remains so neutral.

" . . . Fine. If that's how you feel, impudent incompetent mortal, then I guess it's over." He makes no threats and no promises, quickly turning his back away from her. His heart was aching as he bites down his lip, gritting his teeth at how he couldn't keep his goals and his mate. "Farewell, Caulifla." He says this before teleporting away.

Caulifla crashes down her knees as the uncontrollable sobbing session commences, the tears falling down the grass as her screams echo throughout the empty world that consisted of only her.

Android 21 stares at the oven, the sweet smell of the cake she was baking fills her nostrils. Licking her lips, her tail sways back and forth her behind perked up in excitement. Cell leans over the counter, resting the side of his face into his fist. Just watching her wag her tail like that made him excited. Squinting, he imagines those pair of pants off of her, her bare butt inviting to him.

"You know you don't have to stare too long into the oven, my love. The cake will eventually be ready." Cell says, removing himself from the counter and approaches her. He wraps his strong arms around her figure as 21 naturally wraps her tail around his waist, pulling him closer. Cell grins at how his lower half rubs up against her clothed behind, and didn't mind one bit at how close they were, despite the radiating heat from the oven. Cell plants delicate kisses down her bare shoulder, moving towards her neck, allowing his tongue to slide up and down her neck nice and slow. The taste of her was always so sweet, and her scent was so arousing he found himself wanting more each and every time they became intimate with their sexual stupors. "You smell especially delicious today, I might just have to eat you instead of having half of that cake."

"Sounds like a good idea to me, since I'm craving cake." Android 21 replies while licking her lips.

"Are you sure there's nothing else you're craving?" Cell curiously questions, dipping his large left hand into her pants, grabbing a hanful of her left butt cheek, giving it a firm squeeze. Android 21 arches her back up against his chest, her tail loosening up to swarm down his body rub against the cocoon that protectively masked over his perfect purple erection. At first, the beautiful scientist was baffled that Cell even had genitals, but grew quite addicted to the idea, leading to endless nights filled with raging passion and exploring each other's bodies.

"Hmmm, you do come in a close second, love. But I'm afraid cake still beats you." She breathes out as his nails dig into her skin at her words, she bit down her lip and savored the delicious heating pain. "In many ways."

"Oh really?" Cell dips another hand into her pants, this time waving it over her vulva as he begins to rub at her hotness. "Your body seems to tell me otherwise. Care to wager that comparison?" Cell whispers down her neck, moving his head along to her shoulder and sinks his teeth into her shoulder, causing the Android to cry out. Licking his new bite mark, he pulls the baggy white pants down her legs, leaving her bare butt to his eyes as he chuckles, shaking his head at the sight.

"You're just finding ways to push the buttons you never knew I had, isn't that right?" Cell whispers huskily, wrapping his tail around her waist and lifting her up the cold counter, causing Twenty-One to wince as chills prick up her flush pink skin. Her white hair pools around the counter. "Ohhhh myyyy, this side of you is very entertaining-!" She manages to say through shivers of excitement.

"Thank you, I try not to bore my opponents." He smirks cheekily as he flips her over on her back, licking his lips at her sacred area. Her legs were free of any bruises and bites, he had a plan to change that. Spreading her legs, she instinctively arches them up as Cell leans his head closer to her core. He opens his mouth as he drops his tongue on top of her clit, savoring her addicting taste as she arches her back, moaning in pure pleasure. The coldness that radiated off the counter would become miniscule compared to her body heat that wavered with his erotic acts.

"More, more!" She sings out, giggling sensually as he grins, having her right where he wanted as he moves his tongue down to her wet folds, taking turns on lapping them up of their juices. Too distracted with the pleasure, Android 21 couldn't see the oncoming approach of his tail, hovering above her figure before planting firmly onto her breasts as she gasps out, opening her eyes to the horrid sight. The piercing of tip burns through her flesh as she winces, immediately in reaction, her body starts to shake.

"I just want to taste all of you~." Cell says darkly, a monstrous tone drowning in his throne, as he shoves his tongue into her entrance and pumps his tongue in and out while leeching off of her energy, careful not to devour her too much. The pain and pleasure contradict with each other, but collide with each other in a rush that left the Android messy and weak in the knees. After Cell was satisfied with tasting her with his tail, he removes it as he worked his speed with his tongue, sending her on the edge of her orgasm.

Licking her clean of her juices, he licks his lips as he tenderly removes himself from her sweet spot, looking down at her bloodied chest and the dot that remained from his stinging session. His eye glow with the bright pink glint as he starts to lick away at her blood, causing Android 21 to wince. "O-Ouch! That hurts!" She whines, shifting uncomfortably due to the pain as Cell grins at the sight of her cake in the oven.

"It seems we have some time until that cake finishes baking..." Cell says, as he flips her over onto her stomach, the cold beneath her body was gone, however, once it pressed against her fresh bruise, had it stung. Cell grips her butt cheeks as rubs them both as he grins playfully. Today, her ass definitely seemed more than welcoming. Allowing his erection to pop out, he dips it in between her butt, causing shivers to sprawl down both androids' backs. Immediately, her hot breath turns into a needy moan as she stares at the hot oven feet away from her.

"My thoughts exactly, I would never pass an opportunity to dive deep into these forbidden delights." Cell chuckles as he smirks deviously. "I'm going to enjoy this!" Rhythmically, he thrusts his hips back and forth, allowing his member to slide up and down out of her cheeks, as Twenty-One whimpers, clinging to the end of the counter as she arches herself back. "I-It feels good..." she manages to sputter, giggling to herself as he quickens his pace at her comment. "I always have you wrapped around my tail, you know?"

Without another warning or pulling away, Cell shoves himself entirely inside her most forbidden hole as her gasp turns into a scream, trembling as she feels him keeping it in, no matter how tight or hot. "On the contrary, fellow Android, it seems as though I have you wrapped around my tail," with his words out in the open, his tail returns, tightening around her body as he starts to move in and out of her butt slowly. "Tremble in fear, baby." The tip of his tail nears the marked area on her chest as she winces, watching it getting dangerously close. Before she could open her mouth to protest, his body was on top of hers, his thrusts vigorous and rough, burning her insides with his thick member and squeezing him tightly.

"This is a fight you can't win." He whispers into her ear as he places butterfly kisses around her back. "Submit yourself all the way, you perfectly built Android, and admit I am superior!" To this statement, Cell points his tail on top of her mark, nearly impaling her. The female android winces, through his thrusting, she manages to maneuver her body over on top of his, placing Cell on his back. His legs dangle awkwardly since he was twice the counter's size. With widened eyes, he looks up at Android 21, she grips his tail's end and pulls it away from where it was darting.

"No, I won't. Since you know who is superior." She says with a smile, sitting up on him, swaying her hips back and forth as she runs her hands up her white curls of hair as Cell growls, placing both hands on her hips and guides her to a steadier yet messier flow. "Hmph, but who always cums first?" He says with a greedy grin, tightening his hold on her as he starts to thrust at a harder pace, causing her to moan out, becoming an absolute mess. Arching her body back, her hair pools down as Cell grins, keeping the hard and quick pace into her. To bring her closer to the edge, he slides a couple fingers up into her wet folds, indulging into her entrance as he finger fucks her.

"The definition of perfection." He gasps out, shaking as he can't believe he's close too—but he would make sure to make her subject herself to her orgasm first. "Just imagine the cake that will greet you after this!" Cell groans out, sitting himself up as he wraps his arms around her body and continues to fuck her until her body could no longer take it, limping down on his own as her tail tightens around his waist once more, squeezing so tight to make it last, to bring their bodies as close as possible. The sweat makes their tails cling together, and as she belted out her loudest moan, her cum ran down his legs as he grins. "Oh? To think you'd last a little longer! However, I'm not entirely done yet! Though, your juices are making it harder for me to focus!" He looks at her in the eye and pulls her into a deep long kiss, giving a few more pumps into her butt before ejaculating into her, rocking his drenched member back and forth to let it stick for a bit.

Cell flops down on the counter as Android 21 was quick to get on her feet.

"The cake is ready!" She chirps, Cell groaning as he fixes his eyes on her taking it out with such ease.

"Do you want a slice?" 21 asks.

Alcohol bubbles into her stomach as her head was hammering with a headache. Everything was pitch black, and the eighteen year old girl couldn't pull herself up out of wherever she laid. Kami, did her head fucking hurt. Everything fucking hurt. She couldn't even remember the day before yesterday, adding to the fact that she could hear birds chirping and feel the sun's warmth on her body.

Ignoring the gurgling of the alcohol in her stomach, Caulifla sat up and growls soon afterward, the pain following her as she sits up. A warm hand held onto her head as the other grips the bed sheets.

"About time you woke up," a gruff voice declares, Caulifla turning her eyes to the direction of the voice, seeing her shirtless boyfriend standing at the doorway with just a pair of black baggy pants. He looked real good right now, and she blushed. If she was having the worst hangover right now, then they must've fucked last night. He seems to notice the blush on her face as he smirks. "Are you trying to remember the wild night we shared?"

The black spiky haired girl then looks down at herself, a big loose back shirt drapes down over her body as she could only feel her panties and bra on her. She then turns to look over at her boyfriend again, his smirk still kept on his lips. "Are you sure we had sex last night, because I don't remember." She moaned out in pain, stumbling herself out of bed. Her much older boyfriend was now at the bed, prepared to scoop her out of bed in case she stumbled and tripped. "Vegeta quit it, I'm not that hungover."

Vegeta cackles, proceeding to scoop her up in his arms anyway as he carries her out of their bedroom. "And nah, we didn't fuck last night. I wouldn't dare take advantage of you, no matter how much you flaunt that body of yours to me." He answers, setting her down their wine colored sofa as she groans, tossing her head back on the sofa's softness. She hates everything right now and it didn't help that she was in pain.

Vegeta stares at her from being at the counter, opening up a bottle of aspirin and taking a bottle water for her. He's quick to give them to her as she murmurs a thank you, proceeding to slide the pill in her mouth and wash it down with the water. "Did Tarble come home too?" She tightens up the cap on her water and sets it down on the coffee table.

"Nah," Vegeta says as he walks over to her and sets down a plate of breakfast food in front of her. "I thought he was with you when I got to that damn night club, but Cabba and Kale told me he left with some chick." He shooks his head as he laughs. "Sounds like my brother is going to wake up in some random ass bed."

Caulifla begins to fork down the breakfast and nods, Vegeta inching himself closer to her as he throws an arm around her shoulder. "But don't worry about him, I shot a text to him just about an hour ago." He assures her.

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It was almost a day, and Tarble hadn't messaged back or answered the calls that Vegeta, Caulifla and his father attempted to do. The news spread amongst the friend group like wildfire as Cabba and Kale tried their hardest to remember the girl he left with.

Neither Vegeta nor Caulifla could sit still on the couch, as fierce knocking was heard at the door. The couple exchange glances as they then get up on their feet and rush to the door, maybe it was Tarble!

Their faces of relief then transform to that of shock and confusion as two police officers clad in navy stood at the door.

"We're here to retrieve a suspect, Caulifla Sadala. There's been a warrant out for her arrest." One declares, staring at her with her icy blue eyes.

"What!" Vegeta nearly shouts as he defensively pushes Caulifla behind him, his girl was now frozen in place. "She didn't even do shit, you can't just barge in without explanation."

The other one who looked like a male version of the female cop stepped forward, brushing strands back of his hair. "Actually, we have arrested three other persons that could've posssibly committed the crime. Your girl is a possible threat and killer."

"Killer?!" Caulifla blurted as she shook her head, attempting to approach the cops who dared accused her of such bullshit. Vegeta however, continued to hold her back. "I wouldn't dare murder an innocent life! Who the hell would I supposedly kill?!"

The blonde female then proceeded to pull out a photo from her bag as she showed it to the couple. Both their jaws drop as endless emotions raged deep inside. "The victim was seventeen year old Tarble, his body was found in an abandoned warehouse not too far from the night club that you accompanied him to. Now don't make this harder than this needs to be." Her voice was firm, and sounded almost angry.

"No! Bullshit! You're fucking with me! You can't just waltz in here and say you want to arrest my girlfriend and then blame her for killing my brother! You should've told us first that my brother was murdered you fucking assholes!" Vegeta was now screaming at this point, Caulifla was behind him, tears daring to escape as she shook her head. Not Tarble! Tarble couldn't possibly be dead!

"Look, sir. We need you to calm down, you can mourn for your brother all you want but we need Caulifla. No ands ifs or buts. The chief of police is a very impatient man and he wants all possible suspects now." He declares, rummaging through his belt to pull out a pair of handcuffs. "We won't hesitate to arrest you either, Vegeta."

Vegeta fiercely held Caulifla in his hold. There was no way he was going to leave her with a bunch of corrupt cops who believed they could do whatever the hell they want. "Then fucking do it, I'll make sure my lawyer gets involved with this bullshit."

Caulifla said no words, but continued to cry in Vegeta's arms.

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Being stuck in a jail cell with Cabba, Kale, Frost and Vegeta was never something that crossed her mind. Her friends were equally shocked as her that they were being arrested too for the murder of their beloved friend. Vegeta didn't speak much to any of them minus Caulifla. They all swore to Vegeta that they would never do that, but Vegeta ignored them. He only held Caulifla in his arms a good majority of the time and slept on the musty mattress with her.

It wasn't until the four suspects were pulled away did Vegeta throw a fit again. He didn't want to be separated from Caulifla, but there was no point in taking him if he wasn't a suspect, according to the police.

Their court date was apparently today, unexpected and out of nowhere. Footage was being played, evidence was brought in, but something Caulifla didn't expect was to see herself murdering her best friend.

Out of all her friends, only she was arrested for a crime she didn't commit. Even Vegeta's father fought with the evidence on his son's phone, but it was already too late.

Caulifla was going to prison.

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The twin cops escorted her in their car as Caulifla bit down her lip. Prison. Not just jail, fucking prison! Being strapped to her seat with cuffs squeezing her wrists made her uncomfortable and cranky. For five minutes she yelled her head off about how she didn't do it, but in the end it was hopeless. They weren't listening to her anyway.

Standing in the room with her current clothes on, which consisted of a black tank top, a checkered red and black flannel and a green jacket over her, black tights and a dark blue skirt. When the hell was she going to be put in the rags of the prisoners anyway? They wore deep burgundy prison clothes, a mere number on their chest. It's not like she wanted to wear that, but she's been here for an hour, and yet no clothes change.

"Welcome, new inmate." Greets a rather tall man with matching golden earrings with purple orbs. His eyes were a deep dark purple, and were nearly hypnotizing. "I an Vegito Black, the general prison guard of Black Star Potara Prison. I welcome all new inmates . . ." He takes a longer look at her that made Caulifla feel uncomfortable. If she wasn't in prison, she would've told him off, but she didn't want the risk of possibly getting hurt by this creep. "Now then, everyone line up!" He roars towards the rest of the guards as they line up in a row of two. Each guard stood, saluting the man who stood behind Caulifla.

She dared not turn around to look, but could feel his presence on her back. She tries her hardest to remain absolutely still, and stares at Vegito Black who looks down at her too. Swallowing ever so slowly, the man that was standing behind her circled around until he was standing in front of her. Vegito Black had inched away as the new person who entered the room stood right in front of her. "Everyone! Back to your stations and duties!" Vegito Black tells the other prison guards as the others shout something before disappearing, leaving Caulifla alone with this man.

Caulifla dared not look in his direction, but stares down at his black shiny shoes. She hoped that this man wasn't handsome like Vegito Black, and was just generic and basic just like the rest of the guards. "Hello, new inmate." His dark rusty voice drags out as he eyes her up and down, admiring her clothing style. Too bad she would be reduced to red rags. "Look at me."

Caulifla could feel her heart pounding in her ribcage as she slowly looks up, standing up straight now. She had no where to run or hide, how could she?

"My name is Goku Black, and I am the chief prison guard here at Black Star Potara Prison. From this day forth you are my top priority and only mine to punish and keep in check. Throughout the duration of your sentence, you will obey to me. Atone for your sins, mortal girl." Goku Black says darkly. His obsidian orbs were two black holes, daring to drag Caulifla inside of them. His wicked waves of hair were kept under his cap, the crest of the prison rested on the surface of it. Caulifla's eyes wander around his guard uniform with silver adorning it, which differed heavily from the vast majority of the prison guards, minus Vegito Black.

Caulifla snaps out of her trance as she then shouts at Goku Black upon instinct. "Wait! I sure as hell didn't kill my friend Tarble! I saw him alive and well before I left the club!" She shrieks, earning a glare from the surprisingly handsome Goku Black.

"You lost your court case, prisoner and any chance of proving your innocence. Now, come with me. We are getting you out of those clothes." He grabbed her arm with no hesitation and began to storm out of this office.

Guess it was time for Caulifla to wear those rags now. She bit down her lip in order to refrain from screaming her head off at Goku Black any further, not wanting to provoke him. After walking through hallways that all just looked the same to her, they finally reached a white walled room with a hospital bed. A white closet is in the corner as drawers are firmly placed against the left side of the room. Caulifla couldn't help but rub her nose at the strong smell of sanitizer in this room.

Goku Black points at the hospital bed in the corner with his snow white glove, Caulifla too couldn't help but stare at the small patterns on it. "Strip down completely, every inmate must go through check ups, wouldn't want you hiding anything in there."

Caulifla blushes, frowning at him as she folds her arms. "You're kidding right? You said I would just have to change, that's all. There's no way I'm letting you see me naked!"

Goku Black approaches her, fingers zip down the coat as he tore it off of her with force. "Either you do it now, or I will strip you down and punish you. What will it be, mortal!" He hisses at her as Caulifla quickly backs up against the bed, his rage newfound and different from the stoic and mystery that he conveyed casually.

"Fine, fine!" She bit back, furiously tearing off every piece of clothing and throwing it on the floor. She was left with nothing on. Her nipples started to become erect due to the coldness as she places one hand over what laid between her legs and an arm around her breasts.

Goku Black smirks at her as he clicks his tongue. "Now get on the bed, it's time for your inspection. Spread your legs, too."

Caulifla whines lowly, as if this whole situation wasn't embarrassing enough. With shaky legs, she manages to get on the bed, the crumpling of the sheet beneath her is audible with her movements. Laying down, she squeezes her eyes shut as she slowly spreads her legs, the cool air hitting her clit and everything around. She could feel his eyes on her as his boots click over him edging closer; he then proceeds to take off his right glove and place it to the side. He stares down what laid between her legs and brushes a finger up against her clit, rubbing it delicately as Caulifla's eyes shoot open.

What the hell does this guy think he's doing?! Caulifla begins to squirm as she squeaks, "What kind of check up is this?!"

"It's more of an examination, we've had cases where . . ." A finger prods into her entrance as Caulifla gasps, wincing as she grips the edges of the bed. She's never experienced someone else touching her in such a sexual way aside from her boyfriend Vegeta. "People hid drugs or weapons inside of them." Goku Black quickens the pace, rubbing at her clit with another finger as Caulifla trembles, biting down her lip.

Shit. Why was she getting off to this?! And who the hell shoves drugs up their ass anyway? Both his fingers massage her quicker as Caulifla couldn't help but cry out in pleasure, Goku Black chuckling out in amusement. "You dirty little prisoner, this is simply an examination and you're enjoying it?"

Caulifla forced herself to say nothing, biting down her lip to stop her moans. His other hand begins to massage a breast and then pinch her nipple, intensifying the orgasm much more. Goku Black watches as she unravels beneath him and cums onto his fingers.

He examines them before washing his hands, then going over to the closet to fish out the uniform she was to wear. Caulifla just laid in bed and catches her breath, sitting up slowly. A towel lands on her as she turns to look at the prison guard. "Here, wipe yourself down," he places the new clothes on a stool as he then stood near the door. "And put on the uniform afterward. I'm going to take you to your room."

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The walk to her so called room was much longer than the previous walks she experienced in the prison. The air was different and it was dark in her room. Only one light bulb lit up the room, but Caulifla turned it off anyway. She sat on the bed as she hugged her legs. Now that she really was here and somewhere where it wasn't her apartment bedroom with Vegeta, reality really hit. She could no longer prove she didn't kill Tarble, and most likely Vegeta was going to move on from her, give her belongings to her mother, and proceed to move out of the apartment because there were too many memories for him.

And that much made Caulifla cry.

She tries to silence them as much as possible, for fear that the jerk would come back and berate her for sobbing. Maybe even punish her for doing such a humanly thing.

Caulifla sinks into the mattress, about to let herself fall asleep until she hears her metal door creak loudly, quickly forcing herself to sit up. No matter how much blood quickly rushes up her head. It was Goku Black, a frown placed on his lips rather than the neutral one he always carried.

"You've got a visitor, mortal." He beckons her out, as Caulifla quickly gets up and nods, proceeding to follow him out to wherever the visitations were held. As a door was opened and Goku Black slid himself in to stand in the room, Caulifla stares at the chair and then at the glass between her room and the one where a person could visit.

Her jaw drops at the sight of those familiar eyes now soft and sad and Vegeta's hair now being unkempt. He wore beige colored pants with a black t-shirt and a button down blue dress shirt. He looked good, way good.

"V-Vegeta?!" She then proceeds to run up to the glass, pressing fingers against it. Vegeta was quick to grab the phone provided for him as Caulifla follows along, putting hers to her ear. "Vegeta! Oh Kami! I miss you so damn much! I can't believe you actually came to visit me . . . I wouldn't believe you would have after—"

"Stop it, Caulifla!" He then pauses, shaking his head. "I've watched the tapes over and over again, went through Tarble's phone and yours, and no matter what these fuckers say about you, I don't believe them! You are stuck in here being wrongfully accused of murdering my brother! I love you, and will spend every last zeni getting you out!"

Tears well up in Caulifla's eyes as she begins to wipe them away, but it was too late. Vegeta was already crying.  "Vegeta! I'll be waiting for the day I'm released and get to be with you again! I love you too! It's my first day being here, and I'm already in hell not being with you."

Vegeta presses a hand against the glass as Caulifla places hers on top of what would be his. She tries using her imagination to actually feel it.

Goku Black stood a few feet behind her, hearing her sobs for Vegeta. His eyes then linger toward Vegeta, whose eyes still held so much love for this prisoner. This prisoner that would now become Goku Black's and Goku Black's alone.

"Just try and stick it out now, Caulifla. These fuckers will pay for what they've done to my girl. I'll be visiting you every day, alright?" Vegeta grips the phone tighter as his eyes darken with seriousness. "You're mine, Caulifla."

And before Caulifla could say another word, their interaction was cut. Her eyes widened as she began to tap at the glass repeatedly. Vegeta too, realized their call was cut short as he whipped his head around, staring at the prison guards standing in place. Judging by the way he stood and waved his arms, he was complaining.

"Wha-What happened?!" Caulifla gasps, feeling a pair of arms grab her by the waist and flip her around. Vegeta watches this as well, once he realized his girl was being held from the corner of his eye. The man with light brown skin then proceeds to stare at Vegeta with a widened grin, then forcefully pulling Caulifla's face close by the chin. Vegeta now began slamming fists repeatedly on the glass, though neither guards went to stop him. Perhaps they knew what Goku Black wanted.

Before Caulifla could fight him or interpret his next move, Goku Black gives Caulifla a deep sexual kiss involving his tongue to push inside of her mouth. He made it a whole show of doing so, one arm around her waist, the other around her back.

Caulifla's eyes widen as her arms wriggle from where they were. Vegeta was watching for fuck's sake! His slamming became louder as two guards proceeded to grab him and pull him back. Goku Black breaks the kiss once he noticed that ordeal and he smirks big at Vegeta triumphantly, watching the poor fool being dragged out. Caulifla watches this as well, but anger swells up inside of her. Without thought of what could be the outcome of what she was going to do, she storms over at Goku Black and gets on her tiptoes, slapping the horrible prison guard across his face. "You fucker! That was my boyfriend!" She pushes her luck by throwing a fist at his face. He quickly catches it and yanks her up over his shoulder.

"I think you've crossed the line quite enough." He growls darkly, kicking the door open to let them out of the room.

"Like you didn't cross the line kissing me in front of my boyfriend!" Caulifla shrieks. She punches at his back angrily, kicking her legs as well. "Put me down, now!"

She earns a spank on her ass as she squeaks, then being dragged into her room and thrown down her mattress. She attempts to get off the bed but Goku Black practically lunges at her dragging her by the legs and throws her down over his legs as he sat comfortably on her bed. He grins down evilly as he begins to forcefully pull down her pants, revealing a pair of panties to him. He knew she wasn't that stupid to stuff anything in her panties, not that she met the other inmates already. He peels off the panties and slides them down so they could bunch up with her pants. Her ass was now exposed as Caulifla tries to claw away at the mattress, panicking and being radish red with embarrassment with the fact that this fucking psycho prison guard was staring at her ass.

First, was the so called bullshit examination where he rubbed her clit and fingered her. Next, he kissed her in front of Vegeta, and if there wasn't a glass between them, Vegeta would've started beating the shit out of Goku Black. And now, it's this. Whatever the hell this was. Only two things crossed her mind of what he was possibly going to do. He was either going to finger her ass, or he was going to spank her. She really hoped it was the second one.

"You've got guts, girl. Slapping a prison guard across the face, and then trying to punch him in the face too!" He chuckles darkly, raising a hand up, he then lands it down with a slap across her ass. Caulifla's body jumps in response to the spank. "You should know your place by now, but I guess I didn't warn you enough." He raises his hand and strikes her ass again, harder. Caulifla's nails dig into the bed sheets as she whimpers. "You are mine and mine only, to do as I please now. Not even Vegeta will ever have that luxury anymore." Another round of spanks, and Caulifla couldn't keep up with counting anymore, as she whines out in pain. Goku Black then pulls her clothes back on and lifts her up off of him and settles down the bed.

He moves away, and Caulifla sighs in relief, thinking it's finally over. She closes her eyes, laying down her bed. She’s snapped back into the hell she’s thrusted into when she hears a loud vibration buzzing in her room. Sitting up, she gasps at the sight of Goku Black holding a red vibrating bullet in his hand. “It has seven different levels,” he explains, smirking as he moves closer to her down the bed. She looks back at him with horror as he chuckles at her facial expression. “What? You think your punishment would simply stop at the spanking?”

"You monster . . ." She trembles from sitting up against the wall.

"Pull your pants and underwear off, that's an order. You wouldn't want to know what I'd do to you right now if you refused." He begins to discard his other glove, tossing it to land on her little table to the side. He waves the bullet vibrator in front of her and grins darkly. "Come on now, it'll all be over soon."

Caulifla bit down her lip. It's true, she didn't want to know what the hell this prison guard would do to her, and she proceeded to pull off her lower clothing and throw them on the ground, leaving her lower half of her body exposed. But it's not like she should care anymore. Goku Black has already seen Caulifla naked. Every inch of her.

Goku Black grabs one of Caulifla's legs and drags her down on the bed and bends her knees upward, leaving her wide open for him to see. Caulifla pants, clutching her chest as she couldn't believe moments after seeing Vegeta again that this was happening. Her poor beloved Vegeta, the one she grew up loving after being childhood friends with Tarble, then proceeding to date him during high school and then moving in with him after graduation. All of that was ruined and she couldn't do anything to fix the disaster that has now become her way of living.

"Let's see how fast you cum this time." He pushes the black button to the bullet vibrator and brings it down to her clit. A chill travels down Caulifla's spine as her legs begin to shake. "It's on the first level." He rubs it against her clit sideways, the vibration the loudest thing in the room.

It wasn't strong enough for Caulifla, but she squeezes her eyes shut. Trying to imagine this was Vegeta doing this to her was futile. Goku Black had a completely different aura to him.

Goku Black scowls at her keeping her eyes shut and presses the button again, allowing the bullet to get a stronger level.

"Ah!!" Caulifla gasps, her eyelids fluttering open now as she continues to cling to her shirt. She is greeted with a smirking prison guard, who leans down and begins to unbutton her shirt down to her stomach, pushing the fabric open to reveal her breasts to him. He grabs one of her breasts and massages it, rubbing her clit faster with the vibrating bullet as Caulifla clasps her hands over her mouth.

"What a dirty prisoner, enjoying what I'm doing to you. I bet you're body is begging for more." His forefinger and thumb coil around her nipple and squeeze it, rubbing it as he earns a moan from his prisoner. "Look at you! Wriggling around your pathetic excuse for a bed!" He cackles as he stops massaging her breast, lowering his face down toward the other and pries open his mouth. His tongue licks up and down her nipple, then sucking on her breast as he lowers the vibrator down at her entrance.

"Ah-Ahh!" She gasps, feeling him turn the level up and begin to hit the walls inside of her with the bullet. At the sound of her cries, Goku Black sucks on her breast faster, rubbing a finger around her clit to push her further into a climax. Caulifla trembles, feeling every stimulation boiling through her body as she grips the sheets, cumming down on the vibrator as Goku Black grins, pulling away to stare at the damage.

He removes himself from the bed, hearing her catch her breath as he looks through the small closet in the corner of her room and pulls it out, throwing it at her. "Clean yourself. Dinner is in four hours."

Caulifla says nothing, watching him grab the vibrator and rub it clean with a wipe. He shoots her one last glance, the prisoner drenched in sweat as he then leaves her alone.

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Thanks to exhaustion from being put through that, Caulifla had fallen asleep. She didn't dream, it was mostly a red mist in place of a black void. Tossing and turning, she finally was brought back to her horrible reality when her metal door was knocked on.

"Hey! Caulifla, get up!" says a voice as Caulifla knew it couldn't be Goku Black. Never in a million years would he even say her name. Groggily, she rubs her eyes and gets out of bed, relieved that it was Vegito. He opens the door for her and beckons her out. As she walks behind him, he clears his throat to catch her attention, in case she was dazing off. "Role call is always at nine in the morning, that means you have to be out here presently." He turns until she got the hint that he wanted her to walk beside him. "For now you don't have a job yet to do around the prison, but I will be making you my secretary for the time being. My real secretary had some vacation days she had to use." He explains, Caulifla now confused as hell as to why he was enlightening her.

The most experience she got from the behaviors of a prison guard was Goku Black and that guy was an asshole.

He continues to guide her to that cafeteria, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Should any other inmates or prison guards bother you, don't hesitate to let me know. I'm the one in charge of everyone, so I won't hesitate to put someone in their place if they disturb my first and only female prisoner." He presses the door open as he allows Caulifla to get in line for food. He squeezes her shoulder for a few moments before pulling away from her. "I'll see you soon." And with that, Vegito Black disappears back into the endless hallways.

Caulifla blinks, her eyes staring at her tray she has just grabbed from the stack of them. Did he really say what she thinks he said? His first and only female prisoner?! What the hell kind of prison was this? She pretended that the horrifying fact that she had just been told didn't bother her, but proceeded to allow the lunch ladies pile areas of her tray up high.

After that was said and done and she grabbed a carton of milk, she is guided by a random prison guard to go sit at the tables. A good handful of the prisoners in red rags were now wolf whistling and calling her names. Caulifla stood tall and brave, not making eye contact with any of them. Most of them were calling her sexual names along with asking her to sit with them.

Finally, she found herself a table in the right corner, empty of any prisoners. Probably on purpose, because there were three prison guards lined up on the wall. If she had stared them in the eye, no doubt their eyes would flicker back and forth from Caulifla to the table. She took the initiative and sat down, staring at the rubber piece of chicken, flavorless asparagus that were probably sitting in the back of a freezer, a glob of mash potatoes (Kami, she hated mash potatoes) and a cup full of cherry jello.

She continued to eat, feeling the eyes of many inmates staring at her as if she was just some piece of meat to beat.

In a flash, dinner was over, and it wasn't the most delicious thing on the planet. Thankfully, she didn't see Goku Black. Where the hell was that bastard anyway? Caulifla shouldn't even be thinking about that prick, she should be relieved he was gone.

Caulifla and a few other inmates were left in charge with cleaning up the cafeteria. A blue haired young man was left in charge of mopping, a short green man was left with sweeping, a tall muscly man with short spikes of orange hair was left with taking out the trash. Caulifla kept to herself as she wipes down the tables, wiping around the edges with the wet rags provided to her.

She moves on to the next table as she hears a sleazy chuckle radiate behind her. "Just ignore his perverted ass, Caulifla. You don't want to draw attention to yourself, what if it's just you and these fuckers?" She warned herself, as she then moves on to the next table.

"You're really pretty," he finally says, then proceeding to chuckle like a maniac again. "I'm surprised they finally let a cute little girl like you in this prison." He stares down at the small delectable and very fragile girl. He announces this pretty loud as it draws attention from the rest of the cleaning crew.

Caulifla made it known that this lousy guy was bothering her. Begrudgingly, she moved on to the next table, wiping it down. He still followed her as he puts his hand down on hers, causing her cringe. "My name's Recoome. You're new, and don't know anybody toots, so you're safe with me." When Recoome saw Caulifla was trying to avoid him, he blocked her off with his legs.

"Hey, ass! Get away from me, we both got cleaning to do! I don't wanna be here any longer than you do!" She declares, Recoome backing off, but he still went on in a fit of laughter. "Hey, Guldo! Why don't you come over here and meet the little lady? I knew she was a cutie!"

Caulifla tries moving again, but Recoome had purposely kept a hold on her arm, Caulifla's eyes wandering around, debating if she should punch this asshole. Chances were, there were cameras, and prison guards were watching. Or two. He was in a corner watching, waiting until she did something that was considered punishable.

The short green man had waddled his way over to where Recoome and Caulifla currently stood and looked up and down at Caulifla with his perverted glinted eyes. "Say! You were right, Recoome! She is cute! Super cute!" Recoome begins to tug at her clothes. "No one's around now, let's have our way with her!"

Caulifla's eyes widen as she didn't want to be raped by these nasty fuckers! Quick now, since she didn't give a crap, she attempted to punch and kick at both of them, hearing a big rip from one of her clothing pieces come undone. Their laughter growing louder as Caulifla attempts to get away from their grasp.

"Hey, Recoome!" Guldo shouts, poking Caulifla at her underwear, and it was then she knew it was her pants that ripped. "She's not wet for us! Why don'tcha make her wet for us!"

Recoome takes a look down at Guldo, nodding in agreement as he then stares at the tub of soapy water. He picks it up with his free hand and proceeds to dip the tub over Caulifla's body causing her to screech.

"Hey, both of you! Why don't you stop harassing her?" A third voice, purposely louder to draw any attention from prison guards that walked by says. "She's trying to finish her job just like the rest of us!" He then storms up closer and takes a swift mean kick at what was between Recoome's legs and then punching Guldo in the face.

Caulifla moves herself away from the pair and quickly turns to look around, hoping a prison guard heard.

"What the hell you doing butting your head in our business, Trunks! You know, you can join too!" Guldo then throws his own punches at Trunks, getting in an awkward fist fight as this left Caulifla open for Recoome. As Recoome was recuperating from the blow, Caulifla attempts to flee, slipping and sliding as she could hear him come close. Caulifla had no choice but scream.

By some fucked up miracle, a couple prison guards storm in, the two of them breaking up the fight that formed between Guldo and Trunks. Two more rush in and grab Recoome from where he stood as Caulifla then quickly shouts at the prison guard that was grabbing Trunks, "W-Wait! Don't punish Trunks! He was trying to stop them from hurting me!" Caulifla quickly gets up, not caring that she was in tatters as she then proceeds to rush up, only to be grabbed by a pair of all too familiar strong arms.

She dares not look at him as she begins to kick and try to grab anything to get a grip on. "Let me go, bastard!"

Trunks stares at her as he shook his head and forced a smile. "I'll be fine!" He is then dragged away alongside Recoome and Guldo as Caulifla huffs in frustration.

Grabbing a fistful of her clothes, Goku Black clicks his tongue. "Look at you, all wet." His eyes linger over toward the two idiots that dared lay a finger on her, and Trunks the brave one who attempted to save her. He's got guts, trying to take on Recoome and Guldo at the same time.

Caulifla shivers, being wet had finally kicked in. "It's not my fault, just check your shitty cameras!" She spun around to face him, and immediately his eyes went south. Someone had intentions to have her, and he didn't like it. Regardless if this was just some random prisoner that was now his play thing to punish, just the thought of someone else having their way with her made his blood boil.

He takes her by the hand, and storms out with Caulifla. She awkwardly waddles behind him, her shoes squishing with the water as she didn't like being cold and wet, and smelly with the mixture of soap and food. "Come with me, we're going to get you a quick shower."

"What about Trunks and the others, what of them?" Caulifla asks, hoping that the prison guards that took Recoome and Guldo put two and two together and figured what they were trying to do to her. She just hoped Trunks got a lesser punishment than Caulifla. "Trunks better not get punished, he was just trying to stop them from harassing me!"

"Classified information." He smirks, knowing that his prisoner would get pissed off from that. They make a couple of turns and Caulifla wasn't making much of a fuss. Wet, almost touched by those two, and most likely disgusted with her current scent. Finally, the bathroom door was in their sights as Goku Black pushes the door open, guiding Caulifla inside. "Take off those putrid clothes." He commands as he then proceeds to take off his coat and toss it on a bench.

Caulifla grunts, staring at the grand shower on one side, and a bathtub on the other. Caulifla begins to tear at her clothes, tossing them in the corner. This bastard has already seen her naked so she shouldn't care. Aside from that fact, she didn't want to be in these clothes any longer. Especially not in these panties after Recoome touched her there. Those she attempted to rip, but when they wouldn't, she just threw them at the wall.

The dark prison guard watched this from afar, grinning in amusement as he looks at her stripping herself down. His eyes linger upward as he watched the pair of panties go flying. Judging by the way her eyes seared into those of Recoome's, he was the one who touched her like that. Goku Black would make sure Recoome's solitary confinement lasted longer than just a couple of days. While Caulifla stood there, Goku Black then walks over to the tub and starts up a nice warm bath. A bath she would enjoy all the way. Once the bath was filled, Goku Black adds the bubble bath mix.

"Get in." He commands her as Caulifla didn't bother to fight with him this time. She wanted to be clean anyways.

Sighing softly, Caulifla dips herself down into into the tub, elated by its warmth. She allows her head to rest back on the edge of the tub as she sprawls out the rest of her forward, watching her legs float upward within the water. As she closes her eyes, she is finally able to relax. Her anger was hovering just above her head, but if she ever saw Recoome and Guldo again, she'd make sure that they knew how much she hated their guts.

From behind her, Caulifla hears rustling as she figures that Goku Black is simply picking up her clothes.

Goku Black grins, allowing all of this clothes to drop as he picks up the new present he had picked up for his little inmate earlier. He hated himself for choosing to go out a little bit before the lunch time, because thanks to him his precious little inmate was harassed. If he was there like he was supposed to be, he would've absolutely beat the shit out of them.

Like a ghost, he quietly saunters around the tub, looking at Caulifla resting in the tub. He smirks as he steps inside, quickly dropping himself down as Caulifla finally realized he was there and let out a screech.

"What the hell?! Why are you in here!" Caulifla panics as she attempts to move herself out by gripping the tub to hoist herself out.

Goku Black was quick to grab her by a leg and drag her back, he was closer to her by this point so she wouldn't inevitably sink down into the water and potentially drown. "Hey, your stench rubbed off on me and I don't feel like taking a bath after I'm done dealing with you." He smirks at her as Caulifla couldn't help but stare at his bare chest, perfectly sculpted alongside each and every muscle. He had the body of a god. She stares at his golden earrings and the emerald orbs that dangled around. Just like Vegito Black, he wore such an expensive set of earrings.

"Pervert." Caulifla says as she kept her stare on his eyes this time, but he knew she wanted to stare at his whole naked body. "But you should know, I didn't start shit this time. You're fucked if you're going to punish me for something I didn't want happening. You and your prison guards should start monitoring to prevent those pigs from harassing me!" She almost declared that Recoome had purposely touch her underwear, but feared that Goku Black would have punished her and blamed her for allowing him to touch her.

Though, Goku Black already had his suspicions.

With every word that she said with that pout and narrowed eyebrows, he couldn't help but stare at her with a serious expression and then smirk.

"Just because you got harassed doesn't make it enough to add our prison guards to the cafeteria. It's wasting time and energy and you're the only woman here, you should be capable of protecting yourself." He says smugly as Caulifla felt her rage grow deep inside herself. Just when she thought he had gained some decency and chose to invade her privacy by bathing with her, then he should at least approve her request.

Caulifla huffed as she sat up stiffly instead of being relaxed like before. She closes her eyes as she folds her arms, but what was the point of that if bubbles covered her up to her neck? Oh yea, she had to at least give off the vibe that she was pissed off and sick of his shit.

"Fine then, but I'll try to tell the big buffoons to stop tryna touch what's between my legs, and I'll hope they'll listen instead of groping me." she finally said.

Black frowned. Of course he had his suspicions and was still going to check footage of what genuinely happened in the cafeteria, but to hear her say these words . . . It triggered something. His deep dark orbs of obsidian convey such a burning envy and hot hatred for those who touched her as he places one hand on her knee and moves the purple dildo forward, rubbing at her clit a couple times.

She gasps, flinching from where she sat as her hands instinctively gripped the edges of the tub. "What the hell is that?!" She asks as Goku Black leans his face closer to hers, keeping a mischievous smile on his face as he whispers in response.

"It's your new toy, I figured this would be enough to punish you tonight. You wouldn't be suspecting such an erotic thing in the tub, huh?" He says with that addictive rusty voice of his.

"A-Ah!! But I already to-told you, I didn't do anything!" She cries out as he began to push the tip of the dildo inside of her. It was then she realized how rubbery this penis was, and knew it was a dildo.

"Of course you didn't. You didn't fight them off because you craved cock ever since you joined. Your whore-ish body of yours is telling me you want to get fucked by reacting to the dildo like this." He says as he swiftly pushed the dildo all the way in, Caulifla's soft moaning getting louder once it suck deep inside of her.

"Ch-Check the cameras . . . I did try to . . ." Her sentence ends with panting as he began to thrust the dildo in and out, in and out, in and out. Kami, she hated to admit it—and wouldn't admit it to Goku Black at all, but she was already missing sex. The feel of Vegeta inside of her, his grunts and groans and the way he was rough with her. "Oh!" She cries out as she felt Goku Black's forefinger rub on her clit back and forth.

"I can't check the cameras right now you little vixen," he continues to thrust the damn dildo inside of her, staring up at that pretty little face of hers. Jaw agaped, eyebrows knitted upward, and cheeks flushed. Oh Kami, how she crumbled at anything he did to her. "I need you to forget about their touch, and remember whose touch you now only allow. Who is the only one to make you cum from now on."

Caulifla huffs as the dildo continues to pump in and out of her, and in some sick twisted way, she wished it was Goku Black's dick instead. She tosses her head back as Goku Black draws closer, keeping his eyes set on her. The way she was moaning louder meant she was on the edge, and Goku Black was grinning at her. "Are you close, you pathetic little prisoner? Do you wish it was actually the real thing inside of you?"  He squeezes her clit tightly before she whines, craving her climax.

Fuck, all of this was so much! And every limb trembles in anticipation as waves of pleasure squeeze their way through her lower stomach and legs, making her feel so good. Caulifla felt it coming, so before she screamed out alongside her climax, she felt herself coming down the dildo.

“Vegeta!!” She cries out, and it was too late to cover her mouth up.

Goku Black frowned, quickly pulling out the dildo and throwing it behind him.

Caulifla felt his anger and shrunk in the tub, then being quickly yanked out by her prison guard as he lifted them both out and carried them out of the tub.

“I go out of my way to buy you something to make you feel better,” he lifts her up into his arms and storms themselves over to the shower, setting her down on the cement bench in the corner of the shower. “And yet, you scream out the name of your lover that will forget you within a year.”

Caulifla was still panting from her climax as she shook her head. It's not like she could easily forget about him, it's only been a couple days in here! Raising her legs up to her chest, she hugs them tightly as she buries her face into her legs. The urge to cry wasn't there, but she didn't want to stare at the prison guard and face utter humiliation.

"If you think we're done here, you're sorely mistaken." He grips the end of her legs and forcefully yanks them down, Caulifla trying to mask her fear. She begins to anticipate what he could possibly do. He didn't bring the dildo along so he wasn't going to shove it inside her again. Maybe this time, he was going to put the real deal in! There wasn't much for her to think of what he was going to do in the moment.

Spreading her legs, he stares at the wet gleam between her legs and how swollen her clit was with need. Goku Black stays on his knees as his finger prods a couple time inside her, inspecting how wet she was. Her insides were slippery with her climax and she was drizzling with it. Goku Black then lowers himself towards her core, his tongue escaping his mouth as he begins to lick up and down her clit.

Holy shit, was he really doing this?!

Caulifla gasps, mesmerized at the sight below her, his wicked waves of hair, his earrings resting on her legs as they begin to shake. It seems he caught her reacting, because he grabs her legs and held them so he could continue licking at her clit before bringing his tongue down at her entrance.

"A-Ahhh!" She moans, itching to place her hands somewhere instead of just digging her nails into her palms. When his tongue began to fiercely pump inside of her, she had no choice but to grip onto his shoulders, her body hot with need. "O-Ohhh!" His tongue felt so good, and it would hit the right spots of hers before indulging on her clit again.

When it thrusts once more inside of her, Caulifla begins to sway her hips back and forth, one hand digging into the back of Goku Black's hair. She was whimpering at this point as she just wanted so much more now, and everything was building up inside her again. She was going to cum at this point, and it made her so hot with the erotic thought that her juices would be tasted on his tongue.

"N-Nngh! I-I can't . . . I can't take it! I'm gonna—!" She cries out as another climax topples her over, beading her up with sweat.

Goku Black doesn't pull away, and chooses to relish in what she had to offer, causing Caulifla to turn fifty shades red. After he savored in a good amount, he pulls away and sits up, smirking at the sight of her barely hanging on.

"What a dirty creature you are, mortal. You even started thrusting your hips for more contact." Goku Black declares, but Caulifla was breathless to respond.

He grins at that reaction and proceeds to pick her up, throwing her over his right shoulder as he makes the venture to the shower. He settles her down on the stool and was surprised she wasn't complaining about being a rag doll or his play thing. Perhaps she was too worn out to fight with him, or she accepted how things were going to be.

Goku Black plays with the knobs as the shower roars with life. He kept it on a warm temperature as the water began to rain down on Caulifla. The stool was big enough for the both of them, but Goku Black adjusted her to sit on his lap and rubs at her breasts with a sponge. She rests her head back on his chest as she held onto one of his wrists, the fear she would fall off most likely.

Her face was already red enough, but her eyes widened once realization settled in that she was showering with the prison guard.

"Mortal." He says, snapping her out of her trance as she turns to look at him. He's kept a smug smirk, as he holds up a new dildo, one that was able to be placed down on a surface and able to ride freely.

Where was he keeping all of these anyway?! Caulifla couldn't believe he bought so many toys to pleasure her with, and in some fucked up way she was happy. Happy that he was willing to use toys on her, because Vegeta was the kind of guy who didn't want anything else but his penis to pleasure her. But no, in reality Goku Black wanted to torture and torment her with these toys. Pieces of plastic that paled in comparison to his flesh. They both secretly knew that Caulifla was starting to want his member deep inside of her, but Goku Black wanted her with sex toys for now.

"W-What?! There's no way I'm sitting on that!" She cries out, she was growing very tired and she could barely keep up with him now.

"You're right, you're not sitting on it." Goku Black places it in front of them as he then grabs her by the waist and hoists her up, making sure to angle her properly. Without warning, Goku Black drops her down on it, causing the dildo to go in as she gasps out in the feel of it. "You're going to ride it."

"No way!" Caulifla cries out, gripping the stool as she earns a quick slap across the ass.

"You're going to do it now, mortal or I'll be forced to punish you until there's no tomorrow!"

At his words, Caulifla sighs lowly and began to thrust the dildo in back and forth as Goku Black places his hands on her hips, guiding the thrusting pattern. Wet noises lather inside of her and against the dildo as Caulifla was flustered with the sound. It was so erotic and no doubt Goku Black heard it too.

It was turning him on as he was getting hard, placing a hand on his cock and starts to rub his hand up and down on it. He stares at her back and her fine ass too. When his eyes completely lower down, he watches the blue dildo going in and out of her, wet with her juices. He bites down his lip as he squeezes his cock, pumping it within his grasp as Caulifla continues to thrust the dildo in and out, her breasts bouncing up and down with every thrust.

She was on the edge again as it engulfed her insides, hearing Goku Black's dark rusty groans behind her as no doubt he was jerking off to the sight of her. "K-Kami!" She arches herself back into his hold as his dick involuntarily presses up her back, causing Caulifla to redden up once more. She then felt his knuckles rimming up her back as he holds out one of his hands, one with a silver ring on one of his fingers.

She stares down at it, and outstretches her own hand out and once hers slides on top of his hands, he closes their hands together, fingers intertwining, the two going faster and faster with their erotic moments under the shower.

"Are you close?" Goku Black whispers into her neck as she nods, squeezing tightly on the dildo as she bounces up and down on it. "So fucking close! So close!" She cries out.

Goku Black rubs himself faster as he begins to groan at his own touch. "Yes, babe! Keep fucking yourself with that toy! Faster!" He gasps as as their hand hold was tighter than before, clammy with their sweat but neither one cared. The two spiral into their own pleasuring climaxes as Caulifla cries out, Goku Black groaning as he came on her back.

The two slow down in their sexual movements as Caulifla and Goku Black give each other a long look of silence.

He then stares at his cum dripping down her back as he turns to look at the shower.

"Let's take a shower, shall we?"

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Fresh as a rose, Caulifla laid in her bed in her dim lit room. The memories of their night in the shower were still vivid. Of course after they both came from their own pleasures, they only showered. A fucked up part of her wanted him to fuck her while the other part of her just wanted to be in her room as soon as possible.

She hated to even fathom it, but she felt so good in prison. Of all things, prison! If she said those words out loud she would sound crazy. Before long, her eyes couldn't stay open any more as she finally closes her eyes and submits to slumber.

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The morning consisted of the prisoners having an hour to themselves to do whatever they want, with the surveillance of the prison guards around. Everywhere Caulifla looked, they stood tall and prideful. No matter where she went, she felt a pair of eyes on her.

Lucky for her, neither Recoome nor Guldo were here. When she really looked, she saw the blue haired young man who had saved her. She still remembered his name, as she began to approach him. He was building something with some scrap metal.

"Trunks, hey." She says as she looks down at his craft in his hand.

His eyes rip away from the tiny time machine he was building, a replica from a movie he was watching over and over in the nights of his cell. "Oh, hey Caulifla! How are you?" He smiles up at her before getting up on his feet.

"I'm good, Trunks! And yourself?" Caulifla then looks around once more before continuing, "I'm glad you're here, but what happened to Recoome and Guldo? Not that I care, but you know."

Trunks frowns, his face crinkling in disgust at the mention of those buffoons. "Those idiots are in solitary confinement for a week for laying a finger on you. Since I was trying to stop their fight and protect a fellow inmate, I didn't get punished. But I am in charge of laundry and cleaning the cafeteria too." He declares, taking a seat at a table as Caulifla follows.

"I'm glad, I was worried they were going to unjustly punish you." Caulifla says in relief.

Trunks keeps his eyes on her before working on his tiny machine. "What about you? Did that guard Goku Black do anything to you?"

Caulifla buries her face in her arm and masks her embarrassment with a cough. "No . . ."

Trunks tilts his head in confusion but smiles instead and chooses not to question anymore than he already has. "So, what are you in for?" He asks.

Caulifla sighs, shaking her head before whispering to him. "I was wrongly convicted for murdering my best friend. They had no evidence or properly leads that I did it, yet I was framed for it. My boyfriend visited me yesterday, and he said he kept rewatching all the tapes and going through the evidence and even he doesn't believe I killed his brother."

All the while as she continues to speak, Trunks's face transforms to one of horror and the coincidence that these two equally shared.

Before Trunks chose to speak, he stares at his trinket. He sighs lowly, then looking up at Caulifla. " . . . I'm in prison for the same reason as you." He quietly declares.

Caulifla's eyes widen as she stares at him in disbelief. Trunks didn't look like the kind to harm a fly, and even if he did, it was scum who mistreated women like Recoome and Guldo.

When Trunks realizes Caulifla was too stunned to speak, he chose to keep going with his words. " . . . I was accused of murdering my father figure. He was such a kind yet quiet man. I used to always get in fights at my school and was pretty much a delinquent. I had a girlfriend too, she used to visit me like your boyfriend does. I'm not saying that your boyfriend is going to stop visiting you, but my ex girlfriend ended up breaking up with me not even a few months into my admittance and married one of the cops here."

Caulifla's heart swells with an ache that she herself couldn't describe. Perhaps it was the fact that Trunks was accused of murdering someone he admired and saw as a father, or the fact that his girlfriend had lost feelings for him so quick.

"How often would your girlfriend visit?" Caulifla asks.

Trunks fixes a wire to his invention, trying to actually recall about it since he had forgotten. " . . . I think she used to visit every day for the first two weeks, but then her visits were becoming rare, then she entirely stopped. I ended up beating the crap out of the guy who she was in a relationship with. His twin sister came in and punished me, seeing as she's my prison guard. Lazuli Black whipped my back and left scars." Trunks declares.

Caulifla arches an eyebrow. What the hell was up with everyone here having Black as their last names?! Not only did that throw her off but it seemed like a theme going on.

"Do all of the prison guards have Black as their last name?!" Caulifla asks, the weirded out expression conveyed in her eyes and twist in her lip.

Trunks chuckles lightly as he nods, "Yeah, that threw me off too. Vegito Black, Lazuli Black, Lapis Black, ChiChi Black, every prison guard has that last name Black. All of us here know it, but we don't ask about it nor do we really speak about it. Some think they're required to legally change their last names to Black to be prison guards here. Others believe that they have the last name Black for privacy reasons. Me personally, I believe the second theory."

"Me too." Caulifla says, staring at him working on the trinket longer. Where else was she supposed to stare?

Trunks then looks up, and cautiously allows his eyes to wander before settling themselves back down at Caulifla. "You know, you're the first inmate that gets Goku Black assigned to them as their prison guard." He whispers.

Caulifla's jaw drops, her eyebrows raise up as she couldn't believe that. "Really? Why is that?"

Trunks stares at his trinket, which had a small digital frame to tell the time. "I'll tell you some other time, because—"

The sound of boots draw close along with chains and metal ornaments. A shiver travels down Caulifla's spine as she knew that could either be Vegito Black or Goku Black.

"Caulifla," says the neutral toned voice as his violet purple eyes take a look at Trunks before settling back on his only female inmate.

"V-Vegito Black, sir." Caulifla immediately recognizes that voice as she got up from where she sat.

"Come with me," he lends out a gloved hand. "It's your first day being my secretary remember?"

Caulifla looks at the hand, and swears she can hear Trunks whisper very very quietly to take it. So, trusting her better judgement, she does just that. Her hand delicately slides on top of Vegito's palm as he closes it, then lowering their hands at their sides.  Immediately, every inmate that looked her direction either quickly looked away or started to make their voyage back their rooms.

Either way, Vegito Black was strict about his new rule he had announced earlier. He called every single inmate except for Caulifla to the gym for a meeting, declaring that absolutely no one could touch, harm or harass her. Anyone that did, would be sent to solitary confinement, or worse. Tortured. Everyone knew why this rule was installed. They knew it was Recoome and Guldo laying fingers on her, but they glared at Trunks since he was the only one from that incident aside from that pretty little thing that came out of it without punishment.

Murmurs of how they were mad about how they couldn't do all the fucked up things to her or have their way spread across their meeting. And of course, Goku Black loomed over them and gave off a dark and menacing aura that warned them to not step out of the line.

"Yeah, I remember." Caulifla eases a smile, no longer feeling anyone looking her way, aside from Trunks. She didn't care that he was looking at her though.

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Vegito Black's office was surprisingly average sized. Three file cabinets were lined up on the left side alongside a coffee machine and water dispenser. Her curious eyes roam around the area, staring at any small trinket he had or anything unordinary.

"Your first task, is to organize my book sets." He guides her over to a shelf and points at the Roman numerals being in the incorrect order. "My secretary Fasha Black had a nasty habit of pulling one out to read and then placing it back, not in its proper place."

"Okay." Caulifla nods, staring at the numbers as she then begins to organize them as such.

"Would you care for a drink?" The prison guard asks her as her throat reminds her that she hadn't drank any water prior to this. Last time she had some was when Goku Black guided her back to her room and gave her a water bottle to hydrate herself after their . . . activities.

"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir." She quickly says, pulling out another book in order to slide the one next to it in its proper place.

Vegito's glimmering dark eyes stare at hers with a smile painted across his face. He moves himself over to a cabinet and quietly opens it up.

Caulifla expected to hear the bubbling of his water dispenser, but says nothing as she finally finished organizing his set.

“Okay, I’m done sir. Is there anything else you want me to organize?” She spins herself around as she winces at the sight of a glass in front of her, fizzing excitedly with the peach wine swimming in it.

Vegito Black is bent over a bit so their gaze is equally met, a mischievous smile darting those lips of his. “Good job, I’m proud of you Caulifla,” he moves the wine glass closer, careful to not spill a drop of wine on his carpet. When she didn’t move or accept the glass, he then says. “Well? You must be thirsty. Go on take it, you won’t get in trouble. Not while I’m here, remember I’m the general prison guard so it’s okay.”

He gives her a warm smile once she takes the glass, inhaling the fresh scent of alcohol that she missed for so long.

"Thank you." She says softly as she proceeds to take a sip, refraining from downing the alcohol in one big swig. She couldn't help but let out a sigh of euphoria, and she hated to admit it, but Kami she loved this place right now.

Vegito Black seemed to notice that she loved the wine, judging by her reports from the court case itself, she would smell like the bar she waltzed out of. Of course she would miss alcoholic beverages, and he would be willing to feed that little obsession of hers. After all, she is his first and only female prisoner, and he'd keep reminding himself over and over again.

"It seems as though you want some more, care for another glass?" He asks as she stares at her empty glass with hesitance. "I'll drink one with you this time." He assures her.

If he said so, there was no way she was going to turn it down. She nods with a happy smile on her face, Vegito Black carefully taking her glass back and walking over to his cabinet of wines. Without turning around to look at his little jail bird, he waves a hand over at his red comfortable couch. "You can take a seat, I'll let you have a break after yesterday's events." He declares.

Caulifla turns to the couch and slowly makes her way over, taking the seat on it. Perhaps it was his silent protective nature, or the fact that he held such authoritative power over practically everyone here, but her questions would easily tumble out of her lips. Starting with her first one. "What did you say to the rest of the inmates to make them so . . . well behaved? They act differently now, sir."

Vegito grins at her words and carefully brings the glasses over to where the couch laid. He hands her back her glass as he begins to take a good sip of his. Caulifla couldn't help but let the alcohol run down her tongue and bite her buds before sweetly traveling down her throat again. The sweet taste of peach followed by the harsh hit of semi strong alcohol.

"Well, in order for you to comfortably repent for your sins here, I don't want any disrespecting man to try or even attempt to hurt you. No woman deserves to be taken advantage of . . . and like I said, my only female prisoner deserves the best." He declares as she downs the wine. Vegito Black had the bottle beside one of the couch's legs because he knew how quick she was going to drink it.

"Th-Thank you." she says with a smile, her cheeks flushed with a tomato red. She wasn't drunk yet nor did she have a buzz but she still felt her body temperature swoon deliciously high in heat.

He stares at her long and good as he takes a sip of his wine, then proceeding to finish it. "No need to thank me." He raises the bottle up as he pours himself some more, then directing the bottle over to hers. He gives her a look that questions if she wants more to which she quickly nods. "It seems you enjoy drinking sweet wine."

Caulifla takes the glass and smirks at him, nodding as she drinks this round halfway and then saying, "Of course! Before I was admitted here, I would go to a bar once or twice a month. I would get the worst hangovers, but I didn't care." She proceeds to finish the alcohol as quickly as she received it.

"Mmm," Vegito Black numbly pours her another glass as he then says, "Do you think you'll be able to do your job properly?"

Caulifla giggles, taking this . . . Fourth or fifth glass up to her lips. Her eyesight was now hazy as her hearing was off. She was happy though, way happy to be in this room safe with the prison guard that didn't punish her. "Yes, of course! You can count on me."

"Dinner's in five minutes, I hope you can save room for dessert." Vegito whispers as he watches the little inmate pour herself a glass this time, his lips curling up in amusement as he found the semi drunk young woman adorable. "Careful, you don't want to get a drop anywhere."

Caulifla downs the wine in her throat, addicted to the sweet sweet taste. She couldn't even taste the after taste at this point. "W-Will I have to eat with, everyone else . . .? Or can I eat with you?" She pats at his chest, his ornaments and badges jingling as he chuckles at her direction.

"Wouldn't you love to eat here with me," he places a thumb on her chin as he rubs the small bit of alcohol that escaped her cherry lips. "But I'm afraid Goku Black will be wondering where his little prisoner went~."

Caulifla blinks as she almost forgot about him. "Oh! Yeah, yeah! But, but! You're the big bad boss, so it should be okay." She proceeds to take the bottle like the drunk person she is, awkward and sluggish as she tilts the bottle up into her lips.

Vegito watches this as he watches what remained in the bottle travel down her throat, and just like that it was now gone. "Yeah, it should be okay. But that little devil will question me, so it's best you go then." He then helps her up her feet as the wine bottle falls to the ground with a soft thud, carried away by the carpet. "Here, I'll help take you there, all the way until you reach your best friend Trunks."

Caulifla tightly clings to Vegito Black like it was the end of the fucking world if she let go. He wraps an arm around her waist to help her out of his office. "D-Don't drop me!" She cries out as he chuckles, walking down the prison with her.

"Don't worry I won't."

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Goku Black didn't want any fucking filthy scum touching his property, especially after yesterday's events took place. His dark eyes roam the cafeteria, most the seats taken by the prisoners who chose to eat tonight's dinner. The only one missing that he truly cared about was none other than that brat. It was odd, she was presently on time for all the other meal times and such so why was this one different? He has already checked her room previously and found it empty, and even asked his fellow prison guards as to where the new inmate had gone, all of which said she was doing her job at Vegito Black's office.

So, she should be escorted again by him today.

As if on cue with his endless thoughts, a sultry giggle makes his ears perk as he turns to that direction. His eyes immediately widening before quickly narrowing in frustration and possibly envy. His blood was boiling as he watches Vegito Black graciously guide her to grab dinner.

"Where's Trunks?" She whines softly as she was unintentionally making a scene of looking around.

"Right where he always is," Vegito Black replies, thanking the lunch lady for the tray and continuing to lead her to the table where Trunks sat. He gave Goku Black a quick side glance because he knew he was watching this, the girl with her face beet red and sweat trickling down her face, giggling uncontrollably with the alcohol flowing through her. "Trunks, I've brought your friend over." Vegito Black says, knowing it earned a little laugh from Caulifla.

The sitting prisoner slowly looks up from where he sat, munching on his bite of food. "Ahh, Caulifla. I was wondering where you were . . ." His last three words were reduced to whispers once he had his suspicions that she was drunk.

Vegito Black keeps a steady hold on Caulifla as she struggles to even sit. Finally did she manage to get herself to sit. The plate of food in front of her looked delicious right now because she wanted food in her system, regardless if alcohol was already swimming around.

The prison guard clears his throat as he says to Trunks. "Watch her for me, will you?"

"Yeah sure." Trunks nods in Vegito Black's direction as the prison guard turns around and begins to head off—only to be fiercely tugged back.

"Wait, wait! You can't leave me!" Caulifla cries, not being able to hear her own voice over her ears so she sounded extra loud to the human ears. Some inmates turned her way but once the noticed Vegito Black they quickly went on to eating their food. There was no way they were getting on his bad side. "Vegiiiitooo~ you gotta promise you won't leave!"

Vegito Black knew Goku Black was still watching but he didn't care. A hand is placed on top of Caulifla's head as he runs his fingers into her spikes. This makes Caulifla incredibly red from where she sat. "Don't worry, my lovely little prisoner, we will reunite with each other later. For now, eat your food." He delicately removes himself from standing at Caulifla's side and passes by silently Goku Black, pretending the man wasn't currently glaring at him for keeping up with such a charade.

Trunks felt the awkward atmosphere that had made itself known in the cafeteria as he then turns to look at Caulifla. She was red like a radish and sweat gleams on her face. Her movements were shaky and just in case, he moved himself to be sitting with her as he kept an arm around her back.

She turns to look at him as she giggles, waving at the blue haired man. "Hiiiii Trunks!"

Trunks blinks. He couldn't believe this was even happening right now.

"Hi," he replies lowly. "If I'm allowed to ask, what did you drink with Vegito Black?"

Caulifla goes into another giggling fit again as she leans towards Trunks and whispers loudly, "Lots and lots of wine!"

A bead of sweat runs down Trunks' face as he knew people who sat by them were giving them looks. He leans towards the girl and hisses, "Caulifla, you might not wanna say that out loud to a bunch of guys that will only try and take advantage of you."

"Yeah, well! Look where that got them! Two of them are in solitary confinement!" She cheers as Trunks sighs, then points at her food to at least bring her attention elsewhere.

"Look, your plate is still full."

"I'm not that hungry . . ." She whines as she leans into his touch, brushing her fingers across the fabric of his shirt. "I want more wine . . ."

Trunks places two hands on her shoulders and whispers into her ear. "Caulifla, you've gotta stop that! Prison guards will hear and—"

"What's going on here?" A third voice cuts, Trunks staying frigid from where he sat.

Too late.

The dark eyes that were sometimes soulless stare into those eyes of the fragile mortal. Her cheeks are painted pink as her eyes are dazed with the alcohol she had drank.

"You're drunk." He comments, sighing as he scoops her out of her seat, causing the drunk Caulifla to complain about how she didn't want to be pulled away from Trunks.

"I am not! I barely had anything to drink! Leave me alone, I want my food!" Caulifla screeches as she earns looks from the other inmates, some whispering amongst each other.

The prison guard wasn't in the mood to deal with her temper tantrum as he throws her over his shoulder. "Finish your food, Trunks." He then begins to walk away as Trunks quickly spun himself around in his seat.

"Wait a sec, you better not do anything to her Goku Black! Vegito Black gave her alcohol, so it's not her fault!" Trunks shouts towards him as Goku Black merely gives him a sideways glance.

"She accepted the alcohol." And with that, he walked away with Caulifla.

Once Caulifla noticed they were out of the cafeteria, she giggles flirtatiously as Goku Black had settled her into a bridal style carry. "Are you gonna make love to me~?" She asks, tugging at his buttons, wanting him naked in front of her.

Goku Black ignores her question. "Tell me, how many cups of alcohol did you have with Vegito Black?" He asks, a bit annoyed with her giggling.

Caulifla hums, counting out her fingers. "Uhhhh, I think maybe two bottles?"

Two bottles! Two fucking bottles!

"Did you and Vegito Black do anything together?" Goku Black asks.

Caulifla hums again, tapping at her chest this time. "Noooo!! I wish we did though!" She whines.

Goku Black inhales sharply, closing his eyes shut as he moves past her room and makes the voyage to his own room.

Drunken Caulifla seemed to notice this as she tugs at his coat. "H-Hey! We passed my room!" She cries out.

"You think I would let a drunk woman sleep in her room unattended? Prison guards might take advantage of you, you know." Finally, he makes it to his room, opening the door as he tossed her down the bed.

"You've taken advantage of me ever since I've been admitted!" Caulifla hiccups as she then growls at being tossed on his bed like a sack of potatoes. "Hey! Stop lugging me around and throwing me!"

Goku Black takes off his gloves as he tosses them on his desk. "Tell me something, mortal. If Vegito Black offered to fuck you after you both drank yourselves drunk, would you accept his dick?" He stares at her from standing a couple feet away from his bed.

Caulifla was drunk, but she knew better than to answer yes to that sort of question. "No! I don't want anyone to fuck me!" She shrieks.

Goku Black then lunges on top of her and pulls off her shoes and pulls down her pants with ease. "Let's see if what you say it's true." Caulifla reddens as she feels his fingers tug at her panties, dragging them down until he pulls them off completely.

"Haahhh, ahhh . . ." She shivers, feeling the immense heat from the alcohol parade around her skin.

Goku Black tosses her clothes behind him to gather on the ground as the pale moonlight is the only source of light provided for them in the darkness. Caulifla looks absolutely stunning being bathed in moonlight. Before she could sit up or interpret Goku Black's next moves, he moved towards her legs and spreads them. He stares at her clit and her vagina being open to him. He grins as he knew she would be such a moaning mess, allowing his tongue to escape his mouth as he begins to lick up and down her clit.