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Raditz is too aroused for your liking tonight and he’s not taking “later” as an answer. You need to finish a few tasks before it got too late and he is - literally - getting in the way.
He’s backing you into a corner all while ignoring your rather cute attempts at redirecting him. Nothing is working, not even the suggestion of a snack and some TV while you brush his hair. You even promise he can have his way in that new position he likes if he waits just a little longer.
In his mind, he’s looking at his snack and he’s going to have his way in that new position right now. You watch his jaw clench and pupils dilate as he stares at your neck and chest. Just thinking of you under him, naked and trembling makes him salivate. His mouth slightly cracks when he opens it to lick at the sides of his lips. His fangs are so big that even when closed they still peek out.
You're usually in the mood when he gets like this, but those tasks are nagging in the back of your mind. It’s difficult to really give in to the pleasure he’s willing to offer.
Your back hits a wall with no way around him. You feel overshadowed and almost oppressed by his body. He's a thick mass of muscle and unmeasurable Saiyan power that you don’t stand a chance against in any circumstance. You think of how easily he could pin you down and fuck you brainless, but he’s restraining himself right now. Your neck starts to feel hot and your skin prickles in a rush of tingles. Maybe you are getting a little turned on.
Raditz is still glaring while sporting a wicked little grin. His chest heaves up and down while making a deep, purring sound. Less cute and cuddly and more like an aggressive engine. You’re calculating if you can make it to the bedroom to prevent an aching back if he takes you on the floor. He leans in close and you can feel your heartbeat pulse through your head. You pull your hands up thinking you can soothe him with a chest rub, but he quickly and easily grabs your wrists. He keeps them pinned together with one hand while the other hand strokes firmly up your thigh, then around your waist before resting on your lower back. He pulls you towards him and your thighs smush against his. You squirm; very much aware of the very large swelling thats occurred between his legs. You say his name, but it’s hard to discern if your tone is in arousal, surprise, or irritation. Maybe all three? To him it matters not. You make a joke about how frisky he’s behaving and giggle nervously.
He shushes you then bares his full fangs. Teeth and tongue drag up your neck and stop at your ear.
“You have three seconds to run and hide.” he whispers.
Your breath is caught in your throat as his words sink in. It seems he’s in one of those moods tonight. Whenever he gives you a head start to run he’s indicated his want to play out a dark fantasy: He’s come to Earth with orders to wipe out the population. But here you are, a weak little human that he’s decided to toy with, hunt down and ravage. If you obey you’ll be spared and so will your planet, but in return you become his plunder, his slave, his obedient earthling plaything.
You’ve discussed it before. Agreed to it of course, but the nerves you feel anytime he springs it on you never seem to go away.
Your heart is pounding, you wouldn’t be surprised if he could hear it. Three seconds is barely enough time to get anywhere let alone hide. You should know better; he never plays fair. You mumble out a few words, none of them intelligible, but Raditz is done negotiating. He starts to count.
“One…” He’s quiet but firm and lets go of your wrists and waist. Once released from his grip you scurry around him.
You round a corner and make progress into the hallway. You think about a place to hide, as you frantically look between the doors in your hallway. The idea is pointless in the scheme of things. There is no getting out of this. He’ll find or catch you, he always does, but by the end you’ll be begging for every inch of him and more.
“Two…” By his second count you can tell he’s already drawing near. There is also something about his voice. It’s as if it’s resonating inside the walls; deep, wanting and animalistic.
“Three.” His final count has you in a panic for you’ve made no decisions on where to hide.
With no plan you head for your bedroom, but in your flustered state you loose your footing on a hallway rug and slip as you grab for the handle. You look down the hall and see that Raditz is already steps away. He’s unclothed except for underwear that do little to hide how excited he is. He's noticeably erect and precum is leaking through the fabric.
You gasp and make futile attempts to get just a few more seconds. But the Raditz you’re with now is already in a new headspace, regressed to a different time where all he knows is pillage and plunder. You hastily and clumsily dash into the bedroom before he can grab you.
You swing the door to shut it and turn to hold it closed with your back. Another pointless move; a flimsy door will do nothing in keeping Raditz away. You hear it crack and watch as it splinters on the inner side from where his monstrous hand is now gripping and crushing it. You gasp while slipping to the floor as the door is slowly pushed open.
“Little humaaan?” There’s a twisted glee in Raditz voice as he calls out for you.
He’s toying with you; both of you know he could blow this door off its hinges with a single flick of his finger. But this is about fear. He wants to watch you cower as he slowly corners you. Raditz continues to push the door open which sends you crumbling down to your back as your knees buckle. With enough space to squeeze though now, he appears from behind the door hunched low and ready to pounce.
“My my, what have we here? Something for me to play with?” His laughter vibrates around the room as he taunts. You look up at him with your disheveled hair, eyes wide, and legs shaking.
Raditz grabs your ankles and drags you between his knees. Your clothes are nearly being ripped as you hear their seems stretch as each piece is removed. The floor is hard against your bare skin; you long for your bed or at least a pillow to hold onto.
“So silly to think you can get away.” Raditz laughs, “Go on, see if you can wiggle out.”
You try with all your strength and fail. He squeezes his thighs around you tightly and continues to laugh as he leans down. You tremble when he gets close to your face. You turn your head to avoid his gaze. It’s overwhelming whenever he stares at you like this. Raditz continues to taunt.
“You Earthlings, so disgustingly weak. Absolutely useless for fighting, but…” he grabs your jaw and forces you to look at him. “I’ve heard you’re wonderful for other things.” He nips at your lower lip before working the rest open with his tongue. He fills your mouth with it, rubbing and wrapping it around yours.
You know your face is getting red. You feel your eyes tear up too. This is just what he likes to see. You, a teary eyed, blushing mess and too embarrassed to admit how aroused these scenarios make you. But you have to play along, he wants you to submit. Wants you to be afraid. Not of him, but of how much he’s going to make you crave this kind of play. It’s scary to think something so aggressive can make you this wet. The idea of getting fucked stupid as he uses you and takes you as a conquest reward. You crave it. You yearn for his pure, primal, unhinged Saiyan instincts. All you can do is look at him with a mixed expression of pitiful desire.
You steal a glance as his dick. He must be so swollen and needy with how much precum he’s seeping. Raditz notices your wandering gaze.
He dips his hand under the band of his underwear and pulls them down. He leans back as if inviting you to admire him. He’s thick, cut, and you muse over how perfect he feels anytime he’s inside you. A delicious stretch that you can’t get enough of. Raditz sees your pupils widen in excitement, a boost to his fragile ego. He doesn’t want to foreplay any longer. He wants you. Now.
He intended to humiliate you. Have you suck his dick while he goaded you for being a weak human with only a pretty mouth for value. But he knows he’ll come fast and he wants that reserved for your plush insides.
Raditz is quick as he rocks back and off of you. But you aren’t free for long. He roughly grips, grabs and twists your body until you're on your hands and knees. He places his hands where your waist and thighs connect and pulls you against him. Your elbows buckle as you struggle to keep with his pace. You tumble; face almost hitting the floor while your ass remains propped up. You gasp a little when one of his hands comes to press your face to the floor. He doesn’t pull, but your hair is gripped in his fist.
“Awww does the ground hurt, little human?” His voice is heavy with faux concern that morphs into a laugh. You whine back at him. Trying to plant your hands down for support. He leans back in and whispers.
“Good.”
You can’t stop shaking. Once Raditz peels off that final piece of clothing keeping you modest you’ll be nothing more than a hole he’s going to ravage and wreck. And you can’t wait. Your shaking isn’t all fear. It’s full blown excitement.
He finally pulls your underwear down and his whole chest vibrates with a hungry moan. You flinch when he traces his fingers around your entrance that is noticeably dripping. Aided by your wetness he has no trouble slipping them in. He presses and plays around for a bit, being very deliberate but slow with his touching. A massive contrast to the roughness he’s given your outer body.
“Mmm, you’re going to be such a treat.” He hums almost effeminately as he pulls his fingers out aching slow.
For a moment, he diverts and ever so slightly strokes over your most sensitive spot. You sigh and convulse a bit as your clit is teased and toyed with. Raditz is well aware of how badly you want to be touched there, and he’ll use that against you. After all, he knows how delicious it feels to have you pulse around him if he rubs just the right way.
“Don’t worry, I treat my toys very kindly…if they behave.” He coos and continues to stoke your clit while his other hand fans out across your lower back. He moves your waist so you’re perfectly aligned with his dick.
“Behave now.” Raditz gives you a cheeky warning, then shoves into you.
You knew it was coming but it’s always a shock that first thrust. His fingers continue to touch you in calculated movements. You’re immediately panting and filling the room with your moans as they echo around. You sound so pathetic, but Raditz is more enthralled by the grip and sensation only your pussy can give him. He’s watching himself glide in and out of you; a few moans slip from his mouth.
You don’t hold back a single sound of pleasure. Perhaps some of them are a little dramatic. But you know he loves to hear them. You test your luck and sweetly arch your back into him so he enters you deeper; a move he normally likes. You thought it would maybe earn you a smack or some snide remark in this scenario, but you were very wrong.
His fingers stop stroking. His chest goes flush against your back as he bends forward to pin you down. His arms wrap under you, and his hands grip your throat in a way that tilts your head up. A reminder that he gets to control the pleasure you receive. Then you feel them; teeth and fangs bite down on your shoulder and he doesn’t let go. All you can do is cry and pant as he fucks you so hard you almost bounce on his dick from the force.
He releases his mouth with a loud grunt but the fucking does not slow. Raditz looks at the bite he’s left and smiles.
“Now everyone can know you belong to me. My property…my little slave.” he moans admiring the work he’s done “And I think you need a few more.”
And mark you he does. You become trapped in what feels like an endless loop of thrusting, biting, and Raditz making twisted threats of all the deplorable ways he’s going to use you. You’ve been fairly silent as far as words go, but it’s beginning to get so intense you let out a meek plea. A string of ‘please’ and little ‘ow’s’ hinting for him to be gentle as he hits spots so deep you think he’s making new room inside of you. You tell him you’ll be good. You tell him you're sorry. And he eats up every word.
There is a slight easing in his hips and you close your eyes as the intensity ebbs back to a slow burn. You’re close but you just wish he’d touch you again. Maybe if you ask kindly.
“Ah~ please. C-can you—!” You sound exhausted, spent and weak. You moan when he hits deep again and stays deep, making you unable to finish your request. Raditz clicks his tongue as he tuts you.
“The only thing I want to hear from you are my name and those pretty moans. Now, tell me…who owns you?”
“You d—ow!” You’re cut off by him pulling on your hair ever so slightly.
“No. Who. Owns. You?” Each word he enunciates with a thrust. He wants to hear his name.
“Raditz…” You say his name as prettily as you can before trailing into a moan.
“Who controls you?” He asks, his voice getting louder.
You say his name again.
“Who FUCKS you!?” The intensity in his voice is amplified from the sacs in his chest. Lost in a daze you're slow to say his name. That earns you another bite. This time you exclaim his name repeatedly. Raditz laughs through his bite then releases with an exaggerated sigh and a wet ‘pop’.
Your neck and shoulders are beginning to ache from the biting and you’ve lost all strength to keep yourself propped up. You lay there limp, light headed, ears ringing and eyes wet. You want to come so badly you seem to lose your mind. You don’t care if he fucks you for hours on end into delirium. As long as you can have your release. You plead his name as sweetly as you can, tell him he can do whatever he wants, and that you are his to own and take. A pretty prize from this weak and worthless planet.
Raditz hums into your neck and you feel his lips stretch into a smile. His hands slide up your thighs and dip between them to resume what you’ve been craving most. But this time he’s even more attentive. His fingers pull at your folds to expose you even more. You’re puffy and pulsing with every flick. It’s almost too much stimulation. Combined with his dick buried deep inside you’re soon feeling the warning pulses of an orgasm.
“Are you going to be my good girl?” He purrs.
His voice is gravely and deep. It’s makes your skin tingle in the best of ways. The sensation travels all the way down your spine edging you closer. Moans, ‘yeses’ and promises of good behavior spill out of your mouth. You’re so close. So very close. Your thighs start to shake, your breathing becomes erratic, and drool drips from your lips. Raditz knows his voice will be your undoing. He doesn’t move his mouth from your neck and gives you an exaggerated moan; he sounds so dirty.
“I want to hear you when you come.” his voice rattles from within his chest like a possessed animal. “Scream for me.”
Your orgasm is so intense you are soundless for a moment, but you dare not disobey him. You do make a sound but it’s not a scream. It’s bliss so overwhelming and hot that you full on cry. Sobbing for him to not stop. You convulse and press into his thrusts with enthusiasm wanting every inch you can get as you ride out your orgasm.
As the most intense part starts to wain your body relaxes into that blissful afterglow.
With what little energy you have left you moan his name with a hint gratefulness for letting you come. Raditz moans in response. You can hear his breathing become staggered and ill controlled. He curses, and nestles further into your neck.
“Mine…all mine…” Raditz pants; his voice tickling at your nape. You shiver against him and moan back. He continues, but his demeanor seems different. As if he’s getting lost in the sensations of everything and forgetting his role.
“I’ll devour you…every part until there’s nothing left…fuck, you’re mine. Mine…mine…MINE!” He gasps into your neck, as he yells out his final ‘mine’. His voice straining then morphing back into moans and dark laughter. His cum is warm and thick as you feel it seep in and then out while he fucks through his orgasm. There are a few more moments of loud panting and lazy cyclical thrusts before he finally stalls. He remains inside you for awhile only his heavy breathing fills the silence of the room.
You grab his arm and lay on it, sighing. You think of how much you love him. Though this fantasy of his leaves little room for love it doesn’t take away how much you adore him and would do anything for him. You love indulging him in this. He’ll take care of you when all is said and done. Always does.
Raditz takes one final deep breath before sighing as well. You still haven’t looked back at him, but you can tell he’s staring. He leans down and begins to lap at one of the bite marks. His tongue is firm, but softy textured and you welcome the gesture.
“This one is deep.” he sounds concerned, which is normally not like him. He’s usually proud of all the bites and marks he gives you.
“It’ll heal up.” You respond.
“Tch.” He doesn’t seem convinced because he resumes his lapping. As he continues to lick he settles into a slow rut; as if self soothing himself. He comes down hard after being in a headspace like that and it takes awhile to ground himself again.
You’re much too tired and sore to go another round, and you hope that his rocking isn’t an attempt to rile himself back up.
“Raditz…” you stroke his arm while trying to stifle a moan. “Let’s go get cleaned up.”
“You feel so good.” He groans.
“You do too. But I think it would feel better to get in bed. Please?” You ask gently.
Raditz huffs, but he knows you’re right. He’s painfully aware of how much he loves to snuggle you. Especially after all this.
Raditz pulls out and you exhale into his arm in pleasure and in relief from the constant stretch of his cock. You hear him croon behind you; most likely watching his seed seep from you.
“Heh, messy girl.” He teases
You crawl forward so you can slowly stand but you wobble a bit. You groan as blood starts to rush to your arms and legs after being bent and arched for so long. Raditz seems to notice because before you can get too far he hoists you into his arms in a bridal carry and makes way for the bathroom. You’ve had your back to him this entire time so it feels comforting to see his face. He looks at you with a grin. Still cocky like before but more endearing now. You lean into his pecs with a small smile of your own before sighing.
“So much for getting things done.” You complain.
“Oh I think plenty was done.” He snickers.
“Very funny, Raditz.” You say with a yawn. “I’ll just deal with things tomorrow.”
Now in the bathroom, Raditz sets you on the edge of the sink. You glance back into the mirror and see several rows of purple welts all in the shape of his mouth. There is indeed one that is quite brutal, but you’re confident it won’t be too bad give or take a few days. At least you hope. Raditz comes close and he looks at them again.
“I just can’t help myself.” He says “If I’m not careful, I really will eat you whole one of these days.” He jokingly bites the air in front of your face with a little growl.
You respond with a giggle and place your hands on his chest before planting a soft kiss.
“Did you like it?” Raditz voice is soft as he fishes for your reassurance. You look up to see he’s biting his lip mischievously.
“I did.” You’re coy with your response, still afraid to admit how much you loved it. Raditz can tell.
“I want to know what you liked the most.” He asks.
You glance at your thighs. You don’t want to look at him while you blush thinking about everything the two of you just did. You think your red cheeks, demure smile and fidgeting legs are enough of an answer, but Raditz needs to hear the validation.
He starts to speak again in an attempt to get more out of you, but you watch his face contort into a yawn; lips curling above those massive fangs. His teeth gnash together with a clunk as he closes his mouth. He frowns and sulks at you, now irritated that he’s let you see him yawn. You laugh, caring not and give him a barrage of small kisses on the cheek. He huffs and grabs your shoulders before turning away from your affection. You slide off the sink counter and nudge him towards the shower.
“Alright, mister big and bad, let’s get cleaned up.”