#picccolo

after fixing up planet cereal and banishing all of the Two dragon balls on that rock to the depths Granolah and Monaito decide to head to earth to just have a new life and find more for themselves.

landing on the planet theyre greated by Piccolo instantly (who heard abt them from goku) and he offers to lodge them cuz hes like Damn…a namekian..hes kind of old as fuuck though so its like kind of weird just two random guys and grandpa hangingout next to piccolos plushie collection. granolah drinks too much water and throws up once

after a month or so granolah starts to wonder what itd be like to live in the city. Hed pass by the sugarians every time he visisted the city on planet cereal but he never really lived in a community like that. piccolo offhandedly mentions that krillin (gokus pal) lives there once it comes up in conversation. granolah is like woah a friend of the saiyans hm... maybe ill see what hes like

so they all visit krillins apartment randomly (just two dudes and grandpa) and monaito is obviously inspecting the apartments floorplan like wooahhh this is soo cool -looks at granolh with pleading old grandpa eyes- and granolah is like um can we live somewhere like this and piccolo is like Yes. Please leave my house.

Piccolo blinked in slight surprise but he growled deeply in reply to Xanoro's plea to be taken, moving quicker than most could see and pinning the Wolvae to the ground. An eager whine escaped Xanoro as he was slammed into the ground roughly on his back, Piccolo's fangs nipping along his throat lightly, long tongue flicking out and dragging across his throat ahrd enough to make him shiver and gasp in delight.

Piccolo found his length hard as a rock as it brushed across Xanoro's thigh, the Wolvae's heat affecting him more than it should have. That and the way he was nearly writhing and moaning as he nipped his throat just aroused him more and made him growl lowly as he played with his antenae. Xanoro's body arched lightly with a soft moan as he played with the long bobbing antenae, swiping his tongue across them as he placed a hand down on Xanoro's chest and pinned him there, holding him tight as his nails dug into his broad chest lightly.

Xanoro gasped and shivered as Piccolo's claws dug partially into the patch on his belly, tingles of pleasure radiating out from the points and making him arch his back up lightly in delight, his head tilting back as Piccolo moved in to kiss and bite his throat lightly. Oh gods this was amazing! He couldn't believe how good this felt and they were barely even starting! Maybe he could get Piccolo to pull his tail a little too.

Piccolo caught the tail end of his thoughts, smirking slightly as he quickly flipped Xanoro onto his front, pressing his body down over the other, one massive hand pressing down onto Xanoro's shoulders hard as he opened his jaws and bit the back of Xanoro's neck just hard enough to sink his fangs into the dark green skin. Xanoro jolted slightly as Piccolo's fangs sank into his neck and he gave a soft cry of delight as he wiggled a light under the other's weight, feeling a hand run down his spine and over his firm ass, gripping his tailbtightly and tugging it a little, a sharp howl of shock and pleasure escaping Xanoro.

"Ooh Gods! Do that again!~ Please!~" he begged Piccolo, pressing back against the Namekian as he felt the hand pull his tail again. Xanoro nearly howled as the hand slipped lower to caress his thigh teasingly, body shivering under the light touches, a moan escaping from the fiery tingles of pleasure shooting out from each Piccolo left on his body. He was teasing him! He was teading him and enjoying it, dragging it out!

Piccolo gave a soft sexy growl in his partner's twitching ears, catching sight of the deep purple blush across his cheeks and eartips. He let got of his neck to lick and nip across his back and shoulders, one hand stroking the quivering thighs beneath his hips and the other stroking and pkaying with the bobbing antenae on Xanoror's head. He could see Xanoro's half closed purple eyes glancing at him from where he was pinned down, lips parted as he gasped and moaned softly at the sheer pleasure he was sending throught the Wolvae from his touch alone.

Xanoro rumbled as he went back to eating, his thoughts roaming through many things, one of which being the warrior Piccolo. He had a feeling that the warrior would not welcome his advances if he was caught in heat around him so he figured he should probably run the course of the cycle with his pack. His own pack would be driven crazy around him as their own mating season was near but that would be fine as the younger wolves would not be participating in the fighting matches this year.

He shook his head, muscles rippling smoothly  as he laid down in a heap with the rest of his packmates, all of them done eating for now, still some leftovers to the side to eat on later if they got hungry. His pointed ears twitched as his bushy-looking tail waved through the air from where he lay on his stomach, full moon casting eerie light across them. His dark green skin twitched as he heard the noise again form the nearby forest, catching his attention fully now. He rose to his clawed hands and bare feet, purple eyes narrowed to near slits as he watched Piccolo emerge from them.

Piccolo had managed to locate Xanoro after some time of searching. he stepped out of the forest and into a valley like area, blinking in surprise at the pack of multi-colored, and bloody-muzzled, dire wolves laying near a dinosaur carcass. The biggest surprise came from the crouched Namekian in front of the other wolves though.

Piccolo watched as the dark green Wolvae's claws sunk into the ground lightly, green tail raised in a warning even as his head lowered with a menacing growl rumbling dangerously in his deep chest, purple eyes narrowed up at him. He could see the muscles rippling beneath Xanoro's thick skin, his power rising as the Wolvae's mind said that he was either a potential mate or rival.

Piccolo remembered the information in the book from earlier and decided to put it to use. He gave a quiet non-threatening growl as though to say he was no threat but a friend. He watched as the other being relaxed and sprawled back out with his pack as Piccolo approached quietly, getting a few sniffs and huffs from the wolves as they quickly surrounded the two Namekians, much to Piccolo's dismay.

"I wouldn't try escaping once they've accepted you into their sleeping pile." Xanoro's voice rumbled quietly as his head popped up out of a pile of silver and black fur, a sheepish look on his face. "And, uh, sorry about a moment ago. Instincts speak louder than my mind at times."

Piccolo grunted and crossed his arms as he took a sitting meditation stance. "Yeah, well, keep that temper of yours in check. I'm not afraid to knock some sense into you. Speaking of which, do you know what Namekian Clan you are?"

"Yeah, I'm of the Wolf Clan. Why, what's up?" Xanoro's tail swished through the air slightly in concern.

"Because I learned some rather concerning facts about you Clan that could lead to disaster or good news for either of us. When is your next cycle? Answer honestly." Piccolo nearly growled out.

Xanoro's eyes widened as his highly sensitive nose picked up Piccolo's  swiftly increasing scent. His tail stopped moving as it shot straight up into the air, a slight curl forming in it as he looked at Piccolo. "I can already smell yours fast approaching my friend and mine is a little ahead of yours. Use your senses."

Piccolo stiffened as he realized his companion was right. Both of them would end up in heat within the next day or so. They would have to be careful and stay separated at this point for a week or so until it ended. "S***, you're right. I need to go ahead and set up for the time being then. I'll see you later."