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Smut Warning

The machine is at twenty times earth's gravity as I input the shut down commands. Vegeta stops training and shoots and irritated glare at the large window I'm sitting behind. I step into the room with my note pad and a seam ripper. "Stand still." I hum softly and smooth the top down his torso. "This fabric doesn't hold well at twenty times earth gravity..." I hum softly as I gaze at the rips and tears. "This next sample is going to be a little tougher, but it might be uncomfortable." I explain as I pull the seams of the current shirt.

"That's fine, just hurry it up!" He snapped as I carefully folded the shirt and held out the new one. My eyes can't seem to glance away as he lifts the shirt and pulls it on. I hurry out of the room so I didn't give myself away and closed the door.

"We're going to start at fifteen times Earth's normal gravity." I explain. Vegeta nods and starts training as the machine starts up again. The fabric holds up impressively. We manage to get up to fifty times Earth's gravity before the wear and tear begin. Vegeta is covered in sweat as he continues to train. I keep the machine at fifty, and the fabric begins to destroy itself trying to keep up. "Returning to normal gravity." I chirp into the mic and start inputting the command.

Vegeta is breathing heavily when I enter the room with a bottle of water and my other tools. Vegeta snatches the bottle and nearly chugs the entire thing as I smooth the fabric over his chest again. I make small marks on the fabric and rip the seams out. My items clatter to the ground and I'm once again assaulted by Vegeta's mouth. I squeal in surprise as he shoves his tongue into my mouth.

"What are you--"

"You're distracting me," He growled. "You're driving me up a wall with your constant commands and putting your hands on me! And don't think I haven't seen you staring at me as if I'm here for your entertainment!"

"B-But I haven't--" I stammer as he begins laving his tongue over the mark he made on my shoulder. I stifle back a groan as the throbbing reawakens under his attention. I have to cover my mouth as he shoves me up against a wall, Vegeta presses his knee up against my aching core. My dress is shoved up, and bunched up above my chest as Vegeta starts attacking the swells of my breasts.

"Do you know how much I've been waiting for this, Mara?" He hums smugly, his teeth scraping against my nipples. "Ever since you decided to tease me back on Namek--" He grasped at my ass with such a rough grip, I nearly shrieked in response. "Waving this delectable meal around as if I wouldn't notice. I thought I'd been offered such a grand meal, I lost my head for a minute!"

My body was thrumming violently as he kept praising my body and touching everywhere he could. "St-Stop, I'm-- I'm going to--" My hips shuttered against his grasp as he scraped his teeth at just the right moment. My insides convulse violently. "F-Fuck--" I stammer as I slump against him.

"Beautiful--" Vegeta groans deliriously as he lifts me up, locking my legs around his waist and kissing me forcefully. "Keep making those sweet sounds for me."

"No more--" I whimper as he begins adjusting the spandex covering his lower body. I start panting softly as he pulls his erection free and presses it up against my soaked panties. I can hardly stand the squelching noises escaping from the way he shoves and grinds his cock through my slick folds. He tugs my panties to the side and starts prodding cock against my fluttering hole. "N-No--" I quickly yelp and start shoving at him. "I haven't-- I don't want to--"

Vegeta groans irritably and stops prodding his cock against my core. Lowering my legs, he shoves his cock between my thighs, trapping my oversensitive clit against his veiny shaft, and begins thrusting into my thighs. I clutch onto his shoulders and whimper as another orgasm crashes against me. Vegeta shudders as my thighs instinctively tighten together and starts moving rougher before climaxing. I feel his cum dribble down the backs of my thighs as I try to regain my breathing. I weakly push away from him and shove my dress back down.

"J-Just-- Train alone--" I stammer before running out of the room. Vegeta remains in the same spot, braced against the wall as his chest heaves violently.

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I get cleaned up and gaze at the course Vegeta has us on. Our first stop is in just a few hours, and I have no place to hide in this ship. The room I would've been sleeping in, did not have a door. The only room on this ship that had a door was the training room. "Those are just a few of the planets Frieza has an empire on." Vegeta's voice breaks me from my trance. I flinch and immediately curl my legs up to protect myself. He reaches over me and presses his finger against a small planet that's third on our list. "This Planet, is called TL-703." Vegeta explains. "This is what remains of the Empathian Planet."

I glance up at him in confusion. "Why are we going there?" I ask softly.

Vegeta began inputting commands on the ship, changing the course to skip the second planet on our list. "Do you want to know what happened to your race, or not?" He asked irritably.

I nibble at my lip delicately before nodding. "Do... Do you know what happened?"

Vegeta grunted. "No. I was just a child when my father had told me of the planet's desertion." I remain silent as I gaze at the screen. "Go get some rest. I wasn't exactly gentle with you." Vegeta reminded me. I shot him a glare before storming towards the bedroom.

It doesn't take long to doze off as I finally get into the confines of the bed. I awake to the ship rocking violently as it lands against a planet. And from the explosions ringing out after just thirty minutes, I'd assume it was Vegeta wreaking havoc on the planet. By the time he returns, he's covered in dirt and blood, and he looks positively thrilled. "Did... did you have fun?" I ask impishly as he starts pulling off his disgusting armor to clean.

"I wouldn't bother me right now, unless you want a repeat of earlier." Vegeta retorts smugly. The ship is already in the sky and traveling through space. "We have twenty hours before we reach TL-703."

My throat is locked up and I avert my gaze from his before grumbling irritably. I hadn't hated it. I couldn't. Not when it makes me crazy like it has. I stand up and gesture to the bathroom. Vegeta snorts smugly and moves towards it. He glances his over his shoulder in surprise as I follow him. "Warming up to me?" He asks smugly.

"N-No," I snap at him. "I just... Want to take edge off of you before... Before you end up... You know..." I grimace.

"Why resist it?" Vegeta asks as he leans against the wall.

"Because I'm not losing my virginity on a spaceship in the middle of no where!" I snap at him as I start the shower. Hot steam begins fogging up the mirrors and tile, and once Vegeta steps in, all the dirt and grime on him washes away almost immediately.

"Well? What are you waiting for?" Vegeta snaps as he turns his gaze on me. His hair is soaked, and it's like it's almost down his back with how wet it's become. It's a different kind of look, and it has my legs shivering for some reason. I shed my clothes slowly and step into the shower behind him, curling my arms around my torso in an attempt to hide myself from him. His rough hands are already smoothing over my back, and his fingers halt. "Where did these come from?" He asks in a rough tone.

I roll my shoulders a little. "I grew up on the streets when I was younger," I explain softly. "Sometimes, I'd have to fight just to survive."

Vegeta is scraping his teeth across my shoulders as he traces over the small scars littering my back. "What about this one?" He hums as he wraps his palm around a particularly nasty scar over my right hip.

"Dog attack." I retort.

Vegeta drops to his knees and nudges at my back, causing my hips to push out and towards him. I feel his breath against my core before I start whimpering against the tile. The cool feeling against my cheek is almost a welcoming feeling, but with Vegeta overwhelming me once again, I cry out in release before slumping down the tile, my legs shaking against the floor. "I hope you're not hoping for rest, because I'm not done with you."

I hum softly and turn my gaze over my shoulder. He's already standing up, his erection standing tall and proud as he braces his hand on the tile, a dark gaze pinning me down. I turn on my knees and run my palms up his thighs before grasping at his cock. Vegeta gives an appreciative groan and threads his free hand in my hair. "Don't pull my hair." I quickly order. "Or I won't do it."

"Just get on with it, Mara," He snaps. I really hated that I urged him to say my name more. Because every time he did, I became putty in his damn hands. The salty bead of precum hit my tongue, and I nearly cried out in delight. Everything about him was just as delicious as I'd expected. "Fuck--" Vegeta grunted, his other hand clutching against the tile as I began bobbing my head. He kept his hazy gaze locked on me as I took him as far as he'd go. My nose pressed against the soft pattering of hair at the base of his pelvis, swallowing thickly around him. His face was slowly becoming more flushed than I'd ever seen it. Vegeta furrowed his eyebrows and a strange, blissed out look over came his face. "Fuck--" He cursed again, and began repeating it as he used both hands to grasp at my head. His hips surged forward violently, thrusting deep into my throat each time before he growled out in release. I breathed through my nose furiously as it pressed against the pattering of hair against his pelvis. The warmth of his seed spread down my throat, and he had to pull away slowly before completely releasing me, his hands braced against the tile as he breathed heavily.

I leaned up on my knees and spread my fingers over his lower stomach, a small smile pulling at my lips as his muscles jumped at the contact. I pressed soft kisses over his stomach and pelvis before he hauled me upwards and kissed me roughly.

"I was too rough again..." Vegeta grumbled audibly as he leaned against my shoulder.

"It's fine..." I hum. "Feel calmer?" I ask. He nods after a moment of silence. "Then you should get some rest... I'm going to watch over the piloting system."

Vegeta grumbles as I turn off the shower and step out. I pull a towel around my waist before handing him one. He mutters something quietly. I hum in confusion as he just glares off to the side. I ask him to repeat himself. "Just-- COME SLEEP WITH ME!" He barks at me, his face bright red.

I snort and begin to laugh. He's got a cute side, underneath that cold exterior he's put himself in. "Okay..." I agree. He stops glaring at the wall and follows after me. I don't even have time to get dressed, as Vegeta is already tugging me onto the bed and curling into me before he promptly dozes off. He reminds me of a child who misses his stuffed animal. It's cute. Really cute. And I don't realize that I've grown fond of him until I begin dozing off against him.