-One of Goku’s most recognizable and iconic traits is his huge appetite.
-He’ll eat basically anything you give him and is not picky at all.
-He definitely gets the idea of “made with love.” Homemade cooking is his absolute favorite.
“Wow, I’m stuffed! Thanks for the food!”
Vegeta
-Despite his royal lineage, Vegeta is still a big eater.
-He’s a bit more picky, wanting to seem like his palette is high class, but he won’t turn down simple foods, especially if you make it.
“You expect me, the Prince of all Saiyans, to eat something as simple as ramen? Hmph… Well, I suppose if there’s nothing else…”
-He probably won’t be too honest about his feelings on your food, but he deeply appreciates the sentiment.
Son Gohan
-Gohan doesn’t have quite the appetite as his father, but he still eats more than the average human does.
-He LOVES homemade cooking. It is his absolute favorite.
-He’d even help you out with cooking.
“I’m back (Y/N)! Are you cooking soup? Let me help cut the vegetables for you.”
Future!Gohan
-Future!Gohan is unfortunately unable to eat as much as he did as a kid due to the situation with the world.
-So if you manage to bring him a big meal, he’s incredibly grateful.
-He does his best to savor whatever food you give, just like he does with any moment he spends with you, knowing it could be gone at any point.
“Thank you for the food, (Y/N). Would you like to spend some time cuddling?”
Future!Trunks
-Future!Trunks also isn’t used to having huge meals due to the timeline he comes from.
-But once the Androids are taken care of and you’re able to make bigger meals for him, he is overjoyed.
“You made all this for me? Thank you so much, (Y/N).”
-His manners are quite good. Bulma has raised him very well.
Trunks
-Trunks is a big eater and loves to do so.
-He isn’t picky at all, but he tends to enjoy foods that are easy to eat like chicken and ramen.
-He’s a very fast eater as well. As he gets older his manners improve, but he can’t help but chow down when given the opportunity to.
“You’re still eating? I’m ready for seconds!”
Son Goten
-Goten has extremely good manners. Of all the Saiyans, he’s probably the best at eating in moderation.
-He won’t complain about anything you make him, he’ll appreciate it all.
“Wow! Did you catch this fish yourself? It looks really yummy!”
-He’s a lot like his father and brother where he loves homemade cooking much more than anything from restaurants.
Broly
-Broly is a BIG eater, possibly even more than Goku. Be prepared to cook very big meals for him.
-He hasn’t had much variety in what he’s eaten due to living a life in isolation for so long, so Earth food is pretty new to him.
-His manners aren’t the best, but he’s learning, so please be patient with him.
-Not very vocal, but he deeply appreciates when you cook for him.
“Thank you, (Y/N).”
Raditz
-Raditz is a lot like Vegeta where he won’t be honest about enjoying the food you make for him, but he deeply appreciates it.
“Hah, this is a meal suited for a low class warrior. You really think I’ll eat it?”
-Of course he does without complaint. But he won’t show it.
-He’s a big eater and doesn’t have the best manners, but he’d be willing to learn how to get better.
Nappa
-Nappa is a big man, so he eats more than the average Saiyan.
-Despite his huge size, he’s actually quite a big softie. He’ll even help out with cooking. He has some experience with doing so since he cared for Vegeta and Raditz when they were younger.
“You sure you don’t need any help? I could go grab some ingredients for you when you need them.”
-Underrated boyfriend material not gonna lie.
Bardock
-Well, Goku had to get his huge appetite from somewhere, didn’t he?
-Bardock isn’t a big eater, just like his son, although maybe not to the same level.
-He’ll scarf everything up quickly and without any complaint, loving every bite.
“Heh, thanks, dear. I’ll be sure to eat every last bite.”
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Things had definitely taken a very interesting turn in the last few months. You went from having no respect and needing to fight nearly every waking moment, to having men from one of the strongest races at your beck and call. It was amazing how fast things could change and, honestly, it was refreshing. There was no more fighting for every necessity. You had access to what you needed, you had a team you could rely on, and the missions were actually worth your time and energy.
However you had started to notice that each of them were different in their own ways. Sure all three of the men were all brash and hard to get along with at times, but once you got used to them it was a cake walk.
Vegeta, his royal highness. He was always high strung with a God complex. Who wouldn’t have called that one. Mind you, he paid attention to the small details, things most people would never notice, or not care about. Small glances, or rambling thoughts about something you missed, somehow he made it work. If you longed for a certain food, and just let your thoughts ramble, the next day it would somehow wind up in your room. However if you ever confronted the prince about it, he would deny it till his dying breath. Stubborn to the core, no doubt about that.
He was a very prideful person, and he wasn’t about to bow to anyone or anything, he merely acted for Frieza, knowing how far he could get away with pushing. Afterall he had a deal with the tyrant and he wasn’t going to be the one to mess up. He was a very proud man, especially when it came to his race. He loved his planet and his people and there wasn’t a day that passed where he didn’t miss it. Whatsmore, the prince would often think he was sly in his glances. His eyes wandered over your frame when he thought no one was watching, but the joke is on him - you always knew.
Nappa on the other hand, was loud and abrasive. He had next to no filter, nearly every thought he had would find its way from his mouth, whether or not it was the time or place. The hulking man had little awareness of his space, and did not care if he knocked something over or broke it. Now when it came to you on the other hand, there was a softness to him. He was still loud and often unfiltered, but he took notice of how he was around you. Careful not to knock your stuff over, or take up your space. Outside of training and missions, he would even treat you as if you were fragile - would never admit to it tho.
That and he enjoyed the little things. Back on Planet Vegeta it was not unheard of for the Massive Saiyan to head on over to the hot springs when he was relieved of his duties for the day. It was a full time job watching the young Prince, however it was all worth it to watch his grow up into a fine prince, not to mention the springs. The royal hot springs were something the man would often reminisce about, just lounging and relaxing after a long battle, or just a painfully uneventful day.
Then there was Raditz. This man was different from the other two. Unless to save face in front of his associates, he was honest. He was much more level headed and animated. He had a rougher upbringing than the others, and it gave him humility. He fought and earned everything he had, nothing was handed to him on a silver platter. He was easy to talk to and joke with, the two of you shared more realistic lifestyles. He was the kind who would save you from falling on your face or messing up in the wrong places. Never would he admit or show the others - but there was a kindness to him.
There was also the fact that unlike the other two, Raditz came from commonfolk. His parents were nobodies in the grand scheme of things. In their terms he was a “low class”, and that was why he was often pushed below the others. But he was used to it, and he had fought to be there anyways. One night he had even shared he had a brother somewhere out there, hoping he was still alive. Craving for his own family to have somehow survived, something to hold onto hope for.
It was almost embarrassing just how much you were learning with each of them. Not only historically, but also physically. The longer you were with them the more pride you felt for your race, how much more determined you felt to live up to the name. Not only that, but the more time you spent alone with them, the more it brought out your true nature. Raised to be modest, you were a joke to your race. Now you stood with more confidence, empowered by your blood and much more willing to just take what you wanted. To embrace the race of warriors you belonged to, you were ready to make a name of your own.
However for such an elite warrior race, there were still a lot of holes. It was clear none of them were used to feelings or expressing them. Maybe it was your more feminine and soft side that was starting to get to them. With the new arrangement to always be with one of the three men, they each started to get more comfortable with you. The air was far less heavy then the first time you all met. From the icy insults and threats, you made a lot of progress to be at a more relaxed and jesting vibe. It took a while, on all ends, but you were all making it work.
The chirping of your pager was enough to pull your drowsy mind to attention. Fluttering your lashes, you lifted your gaze to the hulking man that was lounged across your tiny couch. Vegeta had taken Raditz to train earlier that morning, and after eating you wanted to spice things up a little and relax. Sure enough Nappa tagged along, and somehow he wound up passed out, and you were not too far behind. Blinking the sleep from your eyes, you were careful to try and not wake the other as you reached for the scouter.
Lifting the device to your eyes you pressed the button. The little green piece started to slow with a message. It was of high priority; go and report to Lord Frieza. Reading this, you could feel a chill start to set in the room. Why would you need to report anything? Surely Vegeta and Raditz could do so, they would be closer anyways. But was it for the team, or just you? You didn’t recall hearing Nappa’s scouter ping anything.
“M’what’s up?” a sleepy grumble broke through the sea of thoughts that were flooding your mind. Blinking out of your stupor, you managed to pull the device down and meet his hazy gaze.
“I just got a page to go and report to Lord Frieza. Did you get anything?’ you managed to keep your tone level. You could understand why the Prince bowed his head to the tyrant, you had the pleasure of experiencing it first hand. The very thought of needing to be in the same room as that man was enough to drain some of the colour from your features. There was a lethargic shuffling as Nappa checked his own scouter only to shake his head,
“M’nope looks like it was just you. Best not to keep him waiting though, I can walk you there. Just be sure to page me when everything is finished.” he drawled out, giving a huff as he pushed himself into a sitting position, taking the time to stretch his arms out over head. There is a moment of pause between the two of you before you finally let out a breath you weren’t aware you had been holding. Nodding you threw your legs over the side of the couch and stood up.
Not much was exchanged between the two of you, the peaceful, lazy air had been pierced and now the growing anxiety that rose in your throat was the only thing you could feel. You were thankful he was prying on the matter, but you also felt a bit guilty to be robbing his nap from him. Mind you, it was probably a good thing since relaxing seemed to be something frowned upon here. Everything was always on the go and busy. Why should today be any different?
There was a silence in the room as the two of you started to get ready. Whether or not it was comfortable or uncomfortable was something you were still debating. There was an uneasiness that was starting to form in the pit of your stomach, but now isn't the time for that. You couldn’t exactly get cold feet about meeting with Lord Frieza after all. If he said jump, you were expected to ask how high, no questions about it. Finishing up the two of you left the room without much else exchanged.
Walking side by side the larger man just kept his eyes ahead, making the short walk seem to drag on forever. Before the turn to the tyrants room, the bald man stopped and stretched himself out,
“I shouldn’t go much further with you, just make sure to let me know when your all done.” he managed, his voice sighing as he released the stretch, “G’luck in there”
“Thanks” you mutter out as the man turned and headed down another hall, presumably off to go and find something to busy himself with while he waited around. Couldn’t blame him, it would probably look bad if he was seen just lurking just outside of the office of Lord Frieza. With that you took a breath and turned down the hall and made your way towards the grand doors. You were more concerned as to why it was only you, maybe you had messed up somehow and he was going to quietly finish you off this time. Maybe he just wanted to intimidate you, maybe it was nothing. The possibilities kept going through your mind, it wasn’t fair how easily he could get into someone's head like that.
“Afternoon, [y/n]!” Ginyu’s loud voice greeted you. As always, way to optimistic sounding. It was enough to make you want to gag, it should be illegal for someone that close to Lord Frieza to have this much positivity in life. However you were able to keep a straight face as you gave a tiny bow, best to be formal.
“That was a quick response! I’m sure Lord Frieza will be pleased. Whenever you’re ready, step inside.” Ginyu instructed. With a small nod, you thought, better just jump in and get it over with instead of wasting time mulling it over and making the worst possible scenarios up in your head.
With a quick breath you pushed past Ginyu and pushed open the large doors and stepped inside. The droning sound of the doors closing behind you was silenced with a soft thump. Careful not to show any signs of weakness you managed to keep your head held high and chest puffed out. Confident strides carried you to about the middle of the large, dome-like room before you stopped and knelt before the tyrant. As your knee met the cold steel, the phantom stinging across your skin pricked in a vivid memory of your last visit.
With your head bowed, you were unable to see the vast view of space from the large window that sat just before the man. The one who took his time in turning the chair so that he would face your form on the floor before him.
“[y/n], you’re surprisingly early.” he practically purred in amusement.
“I wouldn’t want to keep you waiting, my Lord.” you responded with ease. The words were nearly practised, even if it was just to keep you from another broken bone or two. This response got you a chuckle, his tail lazily hanging out of the little floating chair he occupied. It was obvious your response was exactly what he wanted to hear, the pleased tone followed through as he continued,
“I’m surprised. Your race isn’t exactly new to the idea of tardiness. I could recall a number of accounts - but I think I should spare you the details.”
“How kind my Lord. But may I ask why you summoned me?” Your voice was tight, fighting to pull the emotions that were trying to tear their way forward. There had to be some reason to all of this, something besides taunting you with reminders of a dead race. Lifting your head, your eyes were met with the ruby gems that sparkled with nothing but ill-intent. It never mattered what he did, the air around this man always bleed evil. This was no exception.
“I am glad you asked, my little monkey,” he started. Amusement reaching his gaze as he watched you, “I was curious as to how you’ve been adapting to the new group. I know those men are animals, but from what I hear you are used to all that.”
Call it instincts, but you had to bite your tongue to call his bluff. He may rule with an iron fist, but that doesn’t mean he was a good liar. Manipulator, maybe. But his lies were transparent. You couldn’t read past that, but you figured it was best to humour his little facade.
“Ah yes, I am very grateful for the chances of moving to this ship. Things have been much better than on my old one. Less drama and the missions are much more to speed. I did have a bit of a climb to catch up, but I am proud of the scars that prove my growth. I have learned a lot from my new team, however they are a handful. Always a pain and getting in the way of things - however they always come through on missions. Very stubborn and hard to deal with, but never a challenge too big for them.” You reported in a short run down. Hoping that it was satisfactory, you watched his expressions for his response.
“Ah yes, the stubbornness and refusal to admit defeat - that is definitely a monkey thing. Have to give your race some credit tho, you always make the best of the worst.” he droned. The lazy motions of his tail caught your eye for a mere moment, remembering just how devastating that thing was, even though it moved so fluidly. “I take it that you are spending less time in the Med Bay now?”
“Of course my Lord. I wouldn’t dream of wasting my time there if it could be used more efficiently somewhere else.” you were quick to reply, tone sharpening slightly at the implications. You didn’t expect him to drop that day, but it still lit a fire under you at the thought of it. You weren’t going to stay weak and you were bound and determined to make sure that you did nothing but surpass your own power level and keep reaching for the top.
“That’s good. Your race has many great warriors, it would be a shame to lose yet another one.” he grinned, the sinister gleam reaching his eyes as he watched your muscles tense up. It took every part of your willpower not to retort, not to react. He was just trying to get under your skin now, trying to break your composure. And you weren’t about to give in to his jabs.
“Mind you, with that in mind I hope you’ve been keeping on top of your health.” he added, still studying your reactions. When his comment was met with a furrowing of brows he chuckled and shook his head, “I suppose that answers that. [y/n], don’t you think you should start doing routine checkups? Wouldn’t want anything to happen to our newest monkey, now would we? Besides, it's best if everyone gets checked once in a while. We wouldn;t want anyone bringing something back from a forigen planet.”
“I suppose it is overdue,” you trail off. There was no way to explain you had no time for that kind of thing, but it was clear he wasn’t suggesting this, he was telling you. With your own tail curled neatly on the ground under you, you could feel it twitch in irritation. “I can head down to the Med Bays and set up something right away.”
“That sounds like a good plan, [y/n].” he purred, the amusement rolling off of his confidence. Everything was going to plan and it was clear it was the case. The arrogance of the spoiled tyrant made your blood boil. You didn’t know what game he was playing, but you were not enjoying it. “You may leave now.”
Standing, you bowed for a moment before turning on your heels and promptly leaving the vast chamber. Between the goosebumps that were crawling under your skin and the fur on your tail standing on end, you couldn’t stop the unease that pricked away at you. However it was best to do this and get it out of the way. So while you didn’t stop for a moment, your destination was now the Med Bay and you were making haste. Only difference from last time was you were able to walk yourself there - and you were fully conscious this time!
As soon as you turned the corner you were sending a notification to Nappa to let him know where you were heading. Everything went by you in a blurr, lost to your own thoughts. This was such a random thing, granted it did make some sense. Not to mention how often you have trips to the bays, it wouldn't hurt to make sure nothing ended up long term. All you needed was some internal bleeding taking you out, what a way to go.
Pushing your way into the Med Bay you could see the smaller creature jump slightly at the abrupt entrance. Quickly recovering she cleared her throat and looked you once over,
“What brings us the pleasure of your visit?” her soft voice chimed in. Her dark pink skin is carefully covered by white scrubs. It was her dark eyes that didn;t match her sweet appearance, they were cold and harded. Most likely due to the fact that she worked on this ship and dealt with ruffians all day long.
“I have been advised to schedule some regular check ups..” you started, the words feeling wrong on your tongue.
“Well then let's not waste time. Might as well get you started and register for your first one today. Give me your name please,” she piped up, not wasting a second as you hesitated. She was quick to scurry around and start nudging you towards the curtains. You managed to mutter your name out before going to where she wanted you.
She vanished for a moment before she reappeared with a clipboard in hand. Her delicate hands flipped over the sheets with practised ease and she clicked her tongue, shaking her head as she looked up at you, “Well at least you are in one piece this time. What could you possibly do to end up in such conditions, and so often?” she asked, already getting to work checking over your obvious physical condition.
Here you could feel the heat start to rise to the tops of your ears. Well, she didn’t have to call you out like that. “I wasn’t used to other Sayians and got a little too excited fighting with them, and whoops..” you muttered. It wasn’t completely false, it had been a thrill actually getting to fight with the men when you arrived. However she didn’t know it was because you couldn’t keep your mouth shut long enough. Nor did she need to know that same problem nearly got you killed at the hands of Lord Frieza himself.
Her dark optics lifted to meet your own and you could feel the scrutiny in them. Her only response was a very lacklustre hum, making it painstakingly obvious she didn’t believe you for a second. “Stripe so we can get started.” She demanded, which led you to roll your eyes before following her orders.
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“Well now, you are currently up to date, everything is checked out. You're all up to date on any shots you need, and aside from the history of beatins - you are one of the healthiest soldiers on this ship. You are free to go, just make sure to come and check back every two months for a quick check up.” the little nurse muttered, her tiny fingers already typing over a keypad as she gave you the results, never once looking up at you.
Gritting your teeth you managed out a quick ‘thank you’ before turning to leave. Her attitude was something that was rubbing you the wrong way, but then again you had to cut the woman some slack. You thought you dealt with a lot, you could only imagine what she saw and dealt with on a daily bases. She was very busy and overall professional, so you couldn’t get too mad at her.
As you pushed past the clear doors, you saw the large Saiyan leaning against the wall, his eyes lifting at the sound of your appearance. There was a sense of calm that reached you at the sight of him. Nothing more than a sense of familiarity in the whirlwind of concussion you just went through. With eyes meeting you gave him a small nod and the two of you retreated back to his room. Thankful for the silence where listening ears lingered, you were able to just relax a little bit.
Reaching his room, you push past him and make your way inside, making haste of removing the gear and falling back onto his couch. He wasn’t far behind as well as he lounged on the couch, similar to he had before. Extending an arm, he invited you closer, giving you the chance to decide. Hesitating you considered it and you finally just crawled over to him to lay against his large body. You weren’t about to admit that the men were starting to become a comfort to you, something about knowing they were around and willing to protect you just made your heart weak.
“So, are ya willing to share?” he asked after a moment.
“Nothing much to share. Like I said he suggested I get check ups, and seemed like he was just seeing how things were going. Made it hard to hold my tongue, he kept dragging our race through the mud,” you finally growled out. The annoyance finally was able to flare now that you were safely away from the tyrant. To that you got a scoff,
“Yeah that sounds about right. You get used to it, he has always thought lowly of the Sayians. That will never change.” he grumbled. Clearly it still got under his skin, and you could only imagine he had been dealing with this for much longer than you. “But it might be for the best for the check ups. After all, you have only used the pods and if that's a trend they need records.”
To this logic you couldn’t help but hum in reluctant agreement. You still didn’t want to admit there was logic behind it, but it at least made it feel more sensible then a random summons. Not wanting to think about it any more you just turned your face into his chest and shut your eyes. Your tail lazily wrapping around his thigh, you felt his hand come to your back as the large Saiyan chuckled, before the room was once again met with a peaceful silence.
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AN: I just wanna say thank you for all for the love you've given this little story so far! As always there is a link in my bio if you want other ways to find me or support me! I also have much more uploaded on AO3 if you wanna skip waiting. Thank you again so much, and I hope you're all doing well!
How the saiyans would react to you asking them if you want to be friends with benefits hcs.... (NSFWish Warning)
Goku
- "Doesn’t being friends with someone already have benefits?”
-After several explanations: “Oh! Yeah! Sure! It really would make it easier to be around you when you start smelling good if we can do that!”
Vegeta
-"Hmph. I’m surprised you got the confidence up to ask. You’ve made it pretty miserable for me trying to keep my hands off of you.”
Gohan
- “Its a bit late for that don’t you think? This is what the third time we’ve been together? But as long as you’d be open to more some day, I’m okay with this. ”
Future! Trunks
- “I can’t say yes to that. If you really want to be with me then I’d rather we try dating first.”
Main timeline! Trunks
- “As long as you call me daddy when we are together, I’m down~”
Goten
- “I never thought it would be you asking me. Since its you, of course I’m interested!”
Turles
- “Took you long enough. Now, hold on tight to me and let’s go find a place where we can finally be alone.”
Raditz
- “I’m not going to say no since you got the courage to ask, but when exactly did we become friends?”
Nappa
- “If that’s what you really want, I’d like that. Just don’t be surprised if you can’t live without me after just one time.”
Bardock
- “One night and that’s it. If you don’t want to be my mate then that’s all the time I have for you.”
Maybe not as much—and definitely not as easily—as the other saiyans had when they began situating themselves with the less war-torn climate of Earth, but what mattered most was that he was making an effort to fit in.
And it wasn’t like he had started a fight (did sending a guy into a nearly comatose state with a single punch count as a fight?) for the thrill of it either…after being harassed by the creep for the past half-hour, it was only natural he’d come to your defense and follow his instincts; surely that had to count for something, right?
At least that guy isn’t buried six under, you snorted darkly, sparing a glance at the grumbling saiyan who was still obviously peeved by the events at the convenient store; the vein growing on the side of his head seemed to bulge dangerously with every vindictive threat spilling from his lips.
“I’ll kill that bastard next time…break his neck and make remember my name for the rest of his worthless life…ooh, if he were with me right now—!”
“Don’t squeeze the bags too hard. That’s our dinner for tonight.”
He shot you a glare that would’ve made any grown man piss himself on the spot in return, but upon noting that you hadn’t meant for it to come across as anything but a gentle reminder, he turned away with a huff and muttered something or another about not being stupid enough to destroy such important commodities.
Pairings: Reader x Vegeta, Reader x Nappa, Reader x Raditz
Words: 3.6K
Rating: M
Warnings: Sayian Reader, Mating Cycles/Heats, Ginyu Force, Dark Frieza
Tags: @bdudette
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Everything was so simple these days, were you still a little on edge in regards to a certain white haired man? Yes. However the dull ache that hummed under the surface of your skin was enough to make you smile. You had found someone to deal with the last hints of the heat, and after all the training you’d been doing, it all just felt right.
You had no real destination in mind, it was a quiet day. Each of you was busy dealing with your own things and recovering for whatever mission would pop up next. You had always been a fan of being off base, but these days you practically lived for it. You couldn’t help the lingering anxiety that started to surface when things got too quiet. Between always being around such a noisy bunch, and not trusting it - it was just better to be away from the quiet.
Having just finished up in the dining rooms, you were lazily making your way down the halls, jaw falling in a large yawn. The leisurely stroll was fine, the passing soldiers were comforting, everything was still going on as it always did. Face after face that you hardly recognized, and that was how you liked it. There was something comforting in not having any ties to these people, and not needing to worry about who saw you.
“Ah, well there you are”
Internally you groaned as the all too familiar voice chimed in from the right before an arm curled over your shoulders. Turning your gaze to face the other Saiyan, your eyes were daggers that met the arrogance of his own.
“Raditz, I can’t believe I’ve been blessed with your presence. What have I done to deserve such a moment? Tell me, so I can avoid ever doing it again.” you groaned as you shrugged his arm off of your shoulders. The sarcasm rolling from your tongue was nearly tangible. Beside you came a deep chuckle, clearly not thrown off by the obvious displeasure at his appearance.
“I know Nappa warned me about how cold you’ve been and all, but it’s me. Unlike the other two, I’m much more tolerable.” he stated confidently, letting his hand rest on your shoulder this time. The smirk on his lips was enough to rub you the wrong way and you gave him a warning look, you just took his wrist and dropped his hand without a second thought.
“You can tell yourself that, but I am pretty sure that someone needs to have their head examined. Someone clearly doesn’t know how to take a hint, and will lose a limb or two if they aren’t careful” the growl came, low and threatening. In all honesty you knew that Raditz was the weakest of the three men, and if you were starting to catch up with Nappa then you could take Raditz. Well maybe not realistically win just yet, but at least give him something to reflect on. The hostility radiating from you was evident to the others in the hall as they didn’t bother to look over in your direction.
Instead of deterring him from his advances, it only seemed to light a challenge in the other, much to your dismay. A smug look came over his features and his hands went right to your hips. This desire for affection was starting to really bug you, and it was really not helping anything. The remains of the heat were faintly flickering, and sure the prince had helped considerably but you were starting to learn being around Saiyans didn’t help it any. Could that be why Nappa and Raditz had both been more inclined to be around you? Possibly, but what you did know was that it was getting on your nerves.
“Raditz, so help me - remove your hands before,” you growled, trailing off for a moment, not even able to think up some kind of threat in the moment. Between wanting to just deck him one, you instead opted to take a large step away from the other as your eyes caught sight of the tall purple man. It was instantaneous how the fear crept along your spine. Did he know about the incident the other day? “Captain Ginyu,” you greeted as you made sure that Raditz would be standing between the two of you.
To this, Raditz lazily turned to look over his shoulder before he turned around to give the other a nod of acknowledgement. He didn’t look too pleased with the other man's sudden appearance. For once you envied the man, oh how you wished you could have such an aloof attitude right now. Instead you got to feel foolishly afraid of the entire Ginyu Force.
“Making threats are we, Y/N?” The tall man asked, amusement lacing his voice more so than anything else. However, that didn’t stop the heavy feeling that started to form in your throat. Normally it would be an easy move to stand at attention and brush it off as nothing, after all Ginyu was okay when you weren’t breaking any rules. However you couldn’t trust him this time and the little extra space that Raditz provided was comforting.
“Me? I would never, Captain. No serious ones anyways. Sometimes you need to add one or two to make a point.” you retorted, a hint of bitterness reaching your tone as your eyes flashed towards the other Saiyan. To that, you got a scoff.
“I think that some of those threats are completely unjustified and unnecessary, I would never do anything to deserve any of that.” he sneered sarcastically. His attention turned towards the older man. The two were easy to fall into sarcastic banter, and you just wanted to be on your way. Ginyu you knew by name and face unlike the others - after all it was his work that got you transferred over to this ship.
You couldn’t really help leaning away from the conversation at this point. For starters you didn’t exactly feel very comfortable, not to mention the fact that they both seemed more than happy with just interacting with each other. Averting your gaze, you were looking for any available opening you could in order to excuse yourself and just get back to your room to just pretend like none of this happened. However it was almost as though Ginyu had a radar for situations like this as his attention turned to you.
“Ah right, Y/N! That reminds me, have we ever formally met one another?” he inquired, his typical attitude being almost too much for you to tolerate at the moment. Turning your attention back to him, your eyes watched him for a moment. When you didn’t respond right away he pressed once more, “Come, give me the honour of proper formalities.”
You still did not move. You were not ready to close the gap, and there was a nagging voice in the back of your head. You really didn’t want to be formal with him. Sure you were grateful for the work he put in you, for bringing you back to the rest of your kind - but he held far too much power. He was way too close to the two people on this ship you wanted nothing to do with.
A hand rested on the small of your back, causing you to blink in surprise. A laugh rumbled from beside you as it guided you forward, towards the tall man. Eyes flashing hard at Raditz he returned the look with something unreadable. Somehow that made the entire situation worse. You could feel your stomach turn at his little betrayal, but allowed yourself to naturally move forward as if it was nothing and lifted your gaze to meet the taller man.
“Sorry, lost in my own thoughts, forgive me Captain.” the words fell from your tongue in practiced form. Sometimes thinking was a secondary reaction, there were some things that everyone on the ship was just naturally accustomed to doing automatically - mostly to save themselves from meeting an untimely end.
Now standing before the other man, you couldn’t help but feel smaller in comparison. Extending your hand in a practiced manner you offered him the slightest hints of a smile,
“Y/N, nice to finally get to meet you properly.” His hand took yours in his before he pulled it up to his lips. You could feel the fur on your tail start to bristle at the contact but fear kept you from actually making any actions to move from his grip. While you felt uncomfortable, Ginyu seemed like the type to ignore boundaries, not on purpose, but just because he didn’t have any.
“Ah, You as well, Captain. I have been meaning to thank you for getting me transferred over to this ship.” you amazed even yourself at how casual your voice remained. Then again it was natural to fall into habit around superiors, personal comfort was something you got when you were no longer on duty. Thankful when he let your hand go, it quickly retreated back to your side.
“Ah yes, I’ve wanted to check in about that. There haven't been any more problems since then? Have these missions been more to speed?” He asked, his tone genuine. However simple and caring he appeared, you couldn’t trust him and you managed a smile,
“Yes. I feel much better here. Missions are more challenging and thrilling. Not to mention I was pleasantly surprised with my new teammates; they gave me a chance to learn more about my history” avoiding anything regarding problems, you were being pretty honest about everything else. You never figured you’d meet other Saiyans, let alone someone who was from the royal bloodline. It had been a learning experience, and while they got on your nerves, you had started to adapt to it in no time.
“Ah, that is good to hear! However, it seems no matter where you go, you still draw attention. I guess it can’t be helped,” he chuckled, his tone teasing as he let his eyes lift to Raditz. “But I am glad to see you’ve been keeping the others in check. Surprised none of them have messed up your missions yet..”
Beside you it was now Raditz’s turn to bristle at the man's comment. To that you couldn’t help but snicker. No, they hadn’t messed anything up yet, but they did struggle with thinking with the right head sometimes. After all no one was blind to the situation here, and you were happy to prove each day that you had the control. You may be part of a dying race, but the men also knew it couldn’t be forced on you either - not without dire consequences.
“Well, it seems like you have things under control here. I should take off, have a meeting to raise the team's morale shortly here. I can’t be late! Remember a pretty thing like you need to stay on her toes, don’t let anyone here get away with anything! Anything happens, make sure you report it like before.” he finished, a smile on his face. If it wasn’t for the little logo on his armour presenting his rank, you think he would’ve been a decent person to hang around with from time to time. He seemed carefree to be the leader of such an elite group - ah how misleading appearances could be. Personal and work life were easily kept apart in his books.
With a quick farewell from the pair of you, the purple man took his leave.
There was a moment of silence between you both before you turned and continued through the halls. You had just wanted to get back to your room and relax a little bit before all of this happened, honestly you blamed Raditz for all of this.
“Hey, Y/N!” the long haired male growled from behind you as he quickly caught up. Instead of trying to resume his previous mission, he fell into step with you, half a step ahead. Everything about him carried more purpose now then it had before, “I was looking for you earlier, Vegeta and Nappa are going to meet us back at my room. Vegeta wanted to go over a few things.” he explained.
“Ah, so I don’t get to relax for a while yet, that’s reassuring news.” you sneered at the other. The disgruntled glare you cast in his direction was met with an unreadable gaze. That didn’t sit right with you, but then again nothing today was really sitting right. Everything was all over the place and you were unsure what was going to be thrown at you next. Huffing your gaze returned to the front as you made your way down the halls. You just wanted to get this all over with.
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The two of you had arrived shortly before the other two. There was nothing after this, just some off time to do whatever. Raditz had taken it upon himself to get comfortable, striping himself of his armour and stretching out on his little couch. Having swapped out his spandex for a dark pair of sweats, there was little left to imagine. Wanting to keep distance between you and the others, you had chosen to stand against one of the walls.
Vegeta and Nappa each occupied one of the chairs in the small living area, both still dressed in their everyday armour. Silently you thanked them for that, because having one of them half dressed was far more than enough for you.
After a few minutes of silence there was an impatient sigh from the Prince,
“Before we get to the boring stuff.. Y/N, would you mind sharing what's been eating away at you in the last little while?” he ‘asked’. Calling it an idea, or suggestion would be a grossly huge understatement. His tone made it pretty clear that he was telling you to share, not so much asking you to.
“It’s.. Complicated..” you muttered after a moment. Really, this wasn’t something you really wanted to share. It wasn’t exactly like they could do much in the way of stopping it. Hell if they were dumb enough to take action, you would be down a teammate. It wasn’t really something you wanted to make a big fuss about either, but the displeased look you got in response was followed by an equally displeased tone,
“It’s really not that complicated. You say what happened, and that is that. None of us missed what happened back in the training rooms. So you better explain before you weigh down the group. We can’t have you spacing out on missions.” That is what caught your attention. Anger flared in your chest at his words, like you would let personal matters hold back a mission. You knew your place, and you knew better than to let silly things mess up a mission.
“If you must know,” the words snapped, “Jeice has been more than friendly in the last little while and after screwing up with Lord Frieza - he’s been more than happy to use that as leverage.” the words were a hiss. They felt wrong on your tongue and the bile rising in your throat stung. If it had been just about anyone else, he never would have gotten away with it - you would have dealt with him by now. Unfortunately he held power over you, and you valued your life way too much.
As it set in what you meant, you swore each one were cluing in on a few things. Sure, you had been more than thrilled to be sent away from the ship. Yeah having Nappa kick your ass for a few hours helped take your mind off things. Maybe you were a little bit repulsed to having anyone touch you at the moment. You had gone so long without the worries of any unwanted attention, and yet here it was - and back with a vengeance.
“So Ginyu..?” Raditz started, pulling your attention to him. The anger burned in your eyes as you lifted your brows in response,
“I don’t know if he was hinting at anything or what was happening.” you were quick to finish for him, really not wanting to bring that up as well. However, the very mention of the man had two confused gazes flickering between you and Raditz, much to your dismay.
“Ah, Ginyu stopped us in the halls earlier. Asked Y/N how things had been since the move and all. All that was fine, but he was getting a little friendly himself.. However I imagine he was much classier than that filthy Jeice.” he filled in for the others. At the moment you wanted nothing more than to strangle Raditz. Was it really necessary to mention all of that as well? However, part of you was silently thankful that he had said it so that you didn’t have you. Eyes focused on the little coffee table, you couldn’t bear to look at any of them, you could feel the shame weighing down on your shoulders.
“Well, they better keep their distance.” Nappa finally barked. He looked absolutely livid when you lifted your gaze at the sudden comment. “They have more than enough women throwing themselves at ‘em. They don’t need to corner you.”
“While I don’t agree with anything they have done, we have to be careful. Like she mentioned, they aren’t shy about throwing their ties with Frieza around. We can’t just start picking fights or anything.” Vegeta piped in, his tone much calmer than the others. Then again, his eyes gaze it all away. The rage behind his onyx eyes was not something you’d forget any time soon.
“So then what? What was the point of this? None of you can do anything, it’s my problem so I was dealing. I can keep personal and work separate, have been for years.” you sneered. This whole thing felt pointless. They were just getting mad for nothing now, and it was just making you feel even weirder about the whole situation.
Suddenly the little table gave a pitiful cry as it splintered off into pieces - the large fist sat in the middle of it. Unlike the prince, Nappa’s rage was a wild storm that bloomed out to destroy whatever it could - much to Raditz’s agony.
“Don’t worry about that, we will do what we can. We can’t exactly confront them - however none of this has ever happened while we were with you.. So it might be best if you were always with one of us. It would be a reason for them to keep their distance, can’t have someone witness their deeds now can they?” Vegeta pondered, making it sound more like he was thinking aloud. To this there was a moment of silence, the words setting in with each of you.
As Nappa straightened himself out, he started to nod in agreement. A soft hum of agreement came from Raditz, and even if it wasn’t the most desirable solution - you couldn’t deny that even that made sense. Moving away from the wall, you started to pace a little - mulling over the idea in your head. Only Ginyu tried anything weird in front of Raditz, but that could have just been a weird perk he had. Last time, they had backed off when any of the three men showed up, and the time before as well.
“I suppose that’s an idea. I’m not exactly thrilled to spend all of my time with you guys.. But it is logical, and even I can’t argue with that.” you muttered out, shoulders falling slightly in defeat. To that Vegeta just scoffed, not impressed with your attitude, but he was much more adjusted to it compared to when he had first met you.
“Well if that's sorted,” Raditz hummed before his hands grabbed your waist, pulling you down to the couch with him. Stumbling slightly, you were distracted with the broken pieces of wood on the ground before your attention turned sour at what had happened. However before you could really register anger at the other’s actions, two reactions stole your attention.
The displeasure was an automatic response from the other two Saiyans. Nappa’s face was a cold glare, his entire body tensed as if he wanted nothing more than to reach out and steal you from Raditz’s grasp. Vegeta, while much less visible, was also tense, his cool expression fueled by those same burning eyes.
You could feel the corner of your lips twitch in amusement at how that played out. Sure Raditz won this time, but mostly because of the amusement that it brought you. Just this once you would allow the pesky man's advances to succeed. Shuffling a bit, you removed the bulky armour so as not to stab him with it and set it down beside the couch. With your chest gear gone, you let your back fall against his chest as you relaxed a little bit.
“C’mon Y/N, he’s a lower class saiyan, surely-” Nappa started, the jealousy evident on his face. He really did wear his heart on his sleeve, for any emotion it appeared.
“I thought we had some things to go over. Schedules, any news updates, you know - the normal stuff?” you quickly cut in, turning your attention to the prince. The look in his gaze was nothing short of unhappy, but he gave a grunt in response. Clearly he wanted to say something, but the arguing that would follow wasn’t something he was up for at the moment. You never believed how much you held over them, but this just proved it. Feeling the other’s arm wrap around your waist and rest on your stomach, you were thankful he was not pushing his luck. The rest of the meeting was simple and boring, but you came out of it feeling much more at ease then when it had started.
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AN: Hello I return. I am starting to slowly starting to update this, so enjoy a new post on here! Remember AO3 sees it first my lovelies. However, you can chat easier on here, so never hesitate to leave an anon ♥
Pairings: Reader x Vegeta, Reader x Nappa, Reader x Raditz
Words: 3.6K
Rating: M
Warnings: Sayian Reader, Mating Cycles/Heats, Ginyu Force, Dark Frieza, Shower Sex
Tags: @bdudette
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The next few days seemed to go by without much notice. You three had fallen into a routine where you all kinda moved together. Not on purpose, it just kind of happened that way. You would stumble into one of them in the morning before you would go and join the others in the dining hall. Then you had gotten into some more training, advancing what you were learning. Much to your pleasure, you’d been advancing well and they weren’t looking down on you nearly as much as when you first met.
However as the days passed, things started to spread out. Vegeta was busy with stuff, and was often missing from the group. It was quiet, and you found it peaceful. You were finally able to take a step back from it all and take a deep breath and just relax.
The halls were busy with the normal traffic. There were no big missions currently, so most of the men on the ship were just kicking back and relaxing - slacking really. Those with some brains, were keeping busy and training or maintaining their gear, getting ready for the next mission. Today was another day without the prince, instead you were making your way down the hall with Raditz.
“Nappa is in the training room. I’m going to head to my room and lay down for a bit. It’s not everyday we get this much time to ourselves, I know I could use a nap.” he muttered absentmindedly to you as the pair of you made your way down the corridor.
“I suppose I could join Nappa and train a bit. I am still playing catch up after all.” you muttered, nonchalantly shrugging.
“You’re not doing too bad, got a way to go - but you’ve come a long way. Besides I gotta admire the choice to work over sleep.” he chuckled as his movements slowed as you approached the doors to the training room. “Go kick his butt, wanna hear all the details later.” he laughed.
Eyes rolling at his comment you couldn’t help but smile. It was a joke, but even so it was getting closer to them admitting you could stand your ground against them, and that caused your pride to flare. Maybe this was some silly saiyan thing, and if it was that just made it all the better.
“Yeah, and when I do I’ll make sure to pass the blame to you so you can deal with a grumpy Nappa later.” you snickered before turning to punch in the code. “Have a good nap, Raditz - be careful not to drool too much.”
To that you got something akin to a grumble as he turned and headed off, leaving you to your own devices for now. A smirk on your lips you stepped into the large room before you. The familiar smells welcoming you along with the soft grunts of the eldest working on his own training.
As the door hissed shut behind you, it was a couple of steps before you were in view of the other. Leaning against the wall while he finished his set, your eyes watched him as he moved. He was definitely the best built out of all of you, and with how much time he spent training it was easy to see why. Twisting he landed kicks and punches to the dummy, causing it to flex and return to attention, only for the process to be repeated again and again.
A few minutes went by like that, just peace as he finished up. Finally he grabbed the dummy he had been striking to steady it. His chest heaving to catch his breath, sweat rolling down from his temple.
“Did you come here just to watch me train? I’m so flattered.” he smirked, letting his eyes fall on you. They were soft and joking, but you knew that wasn’t all they held, it never was with him. This was something you had come to expect, nothing innocent ever left his lips. No matter how inappropriate the situation was. However you let your eyes meet his for a moment and you shrugged,
“Vegeta is busy, Raditz wanted to have a nap, and I figured training wouldn’t be all that bad. I just didn’t want to interrupt your set, so don’t flatter yourself too much.” The response came with a nonchalant shrug, eyes never leaving one anothers. There was a pregnant pause between the two of youI. The eldest gave a small nod and straightened himself out. His eyes are not shy about taking in your lax pose against the wall.
“So you didn’t want to take a nap with Raditz there? Well I guess we should do some training and make this time worthwhile, don’t you agree?” He started, his words being chosen carefully. However you didn’t miss the gleam in his eyes that practically spelled trouble. Keeping a collected expression you merely nodded in agreement.
“What exactly did you have in mind? Basics, working on targets and forms?” you drawled, pushing yourself from the wall, letting your eyes return to the bag that had formerly been taking a beating. Taking careful steps towards the object in question you glanced over at the hulking man.
With the lingering hints of the heat, you had been careful. Keeping it in line has been easy with all of the stress weighing down on you these past few days. However, now that everything was relaxed, you could feel the itch. That quiet hum demanding attention that you had been so kind as to ignore. Few days ago when you were here with Nappa, you had been left with some rather interesting thoughts. Not that you would ever give him the satisfaction of knowing that.
As your eyes lifted to meet with his, the faux innocence had been dropped and he was cautiously watching you, taking in everything unfolding. His body was tense, anything to keep himself from leaving that spot and giving up any chance he might be given. After taking this in you felt a smirk curl your lips. These boys were a lot more tame than they would ever let anyone else see.
The distance between the pair of you had closed considerably as your hand rested on the bag. Tail unravelled from around your waist, you let it dance behind you, pulling his gaze towards the motion, pulling the attention to your body subtly.
“Well, Nappa. I need some kind of answer. If you don’t have anything in mind, I am sure Raditz wouldn’t mind if I joined him for a nap..” the taunt rolled from your lips. The very promise hanging in the air, devoid of anything innocent. The very mention had his face twisted into displeasure at the very thought and it was enough to get his body moving as he closed the gap between the both of you.
“Why settle for that low class saiyan when I’m right here,” he practically growled out. The primal nature of his tone sent a jolt up your spine as he towered over your smaller form. It took him all of three strides to have you backed up into the wall behind you. His arms caged you in as your hands came up to the guarded chest.
“I had no idea you were so easily jealous,” you purred, tail waving lazily in the joy of this information. The taunt caused the man to grin darkly at you,
“You really like to push all the wrong buttons, don’t you, [Y/N]?” his voice dropped lower as he shook his head. Without warning he pressed his body along yours, trapping you between him and the wall, causing a pleasant sound to drip from your throat. You could almost guarantee you would regret this later, but right now this was exactly what you wanted and you weren’t about to let it slip away.
“Well someone needs to be pushing them,” the harsh sounds of your voice reaching his ear while the rolling of your hips drew a sharp growl from him.
“Strip.” he demanded, all rational thought be damned. If either of them got after him he could honestly say you came onto him, and he would be damned if he gave up this chance.
His words sent a shiver along your spine as he pulled away enough for you to move before the gear came off swiftly. Tossing it to the side, the spandex joined it shortly. As you edged the boots from your feet, you could see Nappa dropping his own gear, leaving only the dark spandex to hug his waist. And you could trust that it left very little to the imagination. It was no secret that you were checking him out shamelessly.
Your eyes met for but a mere moment before you had dropped to your knees before him, fingers clawing at the fabric hiding exactly what you wanted. The dainty spandex hardly lasted a moment longer as your knees met the ground, his very pride and joy springing lively from its confinement. It didn’t take much for the instincts to switch when left to their own devices, and it was free game.
His cock was bared for only a moment before your fingers curled around it, giving it a long, slow stroke. Your eyes flicking up to watch his expression through your lashes. It was amazing how easy it was to cause such a wild man to come undone with a flick of your wrist. Something about the way his breathing hitched in his chest, as if he was expecting you to turn and leave him hanging - only to be left pleasantly incorrect. The sheer power you held caused a shiver to run along your spine.
You didn’t have the patience to lead him by a string, you were going to be completely selfish, and you were pretty sure he wouldn’t be complaining too loudly. With one more long stroke that seemed to last eternity to you both, you wasted no time in letting your lips wrap around him.
His musky taste hit your tongue instantly as your tongue danced around the heavy member that rested in your mouth. Everything about this man was big and impressive. He was definitely gifted with size and girth, there was no doubt about that, and it thrilled you to the core. Wanting nothing more then to hear the man cave in to your touches, lips pressed tiger to his member, causing him to groan as you sucked hard. That sound didn things to you that you would never admit.
Rough hands came down to your head, pressing against your skull, he tangled his large fingers in your hair, tugging slightly in the process. The motion caused you to groan slightly, something that definitely didn’t go unnoticed. A smug expression took over his face as he gripped your head and pushed you further into his crotch. The sweat from his training was strong and urged you on more. Bobbing your head along his size, your hands came to fondle with the heavy balls that hung between his legs.
Hot and messy, you were on a mission and you weren’t stopping until he gave you everything. Taking the bottom of his shaft into your hand you stroked it vigorously, leaving the tip pressed to your lips. Sucking the lip and letting your tongue flick around the tip, you could hear his breathing deepen considerably. He was losing himself and you wanted to watch him come undone at your fingertips.
Finally he roughly pulled your head back by your hair. A loud popping sound pulled your attention up from your work to the dark hazy eyes that watched you, the heat from them was enough to make you shiver. His eyes were whispering such sinfully sweet promises, and you were going to be damn sure they would be delivered.
Nappa’s chest was rising and falling with heavy breaths, eyes dark and wild; you waited for him to make a move. He hadn’t finished, and you were far from done with him so he had better have a good reason for stopping you so abruptly. Your own eyes wild with desire as the other's face started to turn up in a devious grin. His deep chuckle reverberated through your bones as he took your chin in his hand as he guided you to your feet before promptly stealing those swollen lips.
There was no hesitation, you followed him with no resistance and pressed back into him, a groan escaping your lips as his hands found their way to your slender body. His rough hands found their way up your curves with ease, fondling your breast with one hand, the other travelled lower. There was no teasing, no taunting. He had his chance and he wasn’t about to waste it. The underwear was no match as he easily pulled it aside, his fingers entering you with ease.
Nails flexed into the heavy muscle your hands rested on, the feeling was so pleasantly welcome to your overheating body. Everything was so much more sinfully sweet as he wasted no time pumping in and out of you met with no resistance. Vegeta had done his job, and maybe if that was enough you would be good - but your body decided when it was done not the pleasure. Everything itched, you couldn’t stand it anymore.
Your eyes meeting his was the only warning he got before you sprung; arms wrapping around his thick neck and your legs coming up to hug his waist. His arms pulled from their work in order to brace your weight on him, nails now digging into the nap of his neck you learned into his ear and practically hissed, “get on with it before I change my mind.”
This sparked exactly what you needed. The man nearly growled with desire as he wasted no further time in lining himself up with your entrance before he buried himself to the hilt. It was such a sudden intrusion, but it was everything you wanted and more. Your teeth met the softer part of his neck as the hiss escaped from your lips. His laugh was all you got in response to the attack of him as he made quick work in closing the distance with the wall.
Pressing your back against the cold metal caused your back to arch, trying to flee the stinging chill along your spine. This pressed your chest closer to the man in question, and he welcomed the bared chest to him, happily taking one of your breasts in his mouth, tongue flicking over the peaky nipple that stood at attention. You could feel him everywhere at once and he was holding back, so you took things into your own hands. Rolling your hips against the man caused a guttural groan to escape, a hot breath of your own to follow.
Those rough hands came to your hips now that the wall supported most of your weight and he flashed you a cocky grin before he pounded into you ruthlessly. You knew it had to have been a while for the large man, always busy with the other two, and now fighting off instincts - it must have been hard, pun intended. However all that mattered now was that he gave you everything he had, that he put out the fire that danced along your skin.
No words were shared between either of you. The only sound was skin against skin, and heavy breaths of desire that hung heavy in the air. There was nothing else that mattered but reaching your peaks by any means. With blistering red lines forming on Nappa’s arms, you had deep pink marks forming on your hips. The hulking man was not holding back anything and your hips rolled back to meet his own, having you see stars.
A heavy moan fell from swollen lips as you continued to roll your hips to meet his own harsh trusts. You were climbing closer and closer to climax and you would be damned if anything tried to hold you back.
His rhythm started to falter and you couldn’t help the burning instincts that demanded to be noticed. Your body clung closer to him as your own climax started to wash over your smaller form. The shivers run through your body enough to push him over the edge as well. HIs hips stuttered as he came, his cock buried deep within you. Everything felt right and your teeth lazily buried themselves into the older man's flesh, relishing in the moment.
His breathing was heavy as he finally managed to pull his torso from your grasp long enough to look down at the mess you had become. Everything he longed and missed around his home, the pure carnal desires that took over and how easy it was. Sayians didn’t do the whole love thing, just mate and move on. However he could see how some could form that bond with another.
However you had no idea what was going on in his mind as he caught his breath for a moment. Wiggling your hips he hissed in protest as his half hard dick fell from your body. Eyes gleaming, your legs found their way to the ground before you ducked from his grasp. You weren’t about to hang around and wait for more lectures, or for him to take his leave like the Prince. Instead you just spun on your bare heels and headed towards the showers, tail waving lazily behind you.
“You want to stay a mess, or will you join me?” you jeered over your shoulder before returning to your mission. The baffled man was left in his stupor as you found a wide stall, turning the hot water on without another thought. Either he joined you and you kept the upper hand, or he didn’t and you got a chance to clean up and call it a day. Either way it seemed like a win-win situation for you.
Standing under the water you managed to get a look at yourself for the first time in a while. The bruises from Nappa would surely start forming soon, and the small cuts from Vegeta’s nails were already painting your hips. However this was much more slightly than the dark bruising that Frieza had left you with, that's for sure. However the sound of rushing water was enough to mask the sounds of your visitor.
The hands that found your hips made short work of sneaking around to caress your stomach before leaving a phantom trail up to your throat. The rough hand was large and easily covered most of your throat, pulling you back so that your body was flush with his. You could already feel him ready to go again and ground your ass against him.
“You are insatiable [y/n}, how have you managed to hold back for so long?” the man growled as you continued to tease him. Hipe gyrating you didn’t give him a reply, instead your hands reached between your legs to take his heavy member in your hands, rubbing the tip along your folds, letting a breath escape as he hissed.
The warm water did nothing but help mask some of the sinfully heated sounds that fell from the pair of you. Having enough you lined him up to your entrance and guided his heavy member into you. A pleasant groan met his girth as he filled you up again. He was huge and stretched you in ways you never knew you wanted. Pulling himself from you slowly he left only the tip in before he slammed his way back in. The force of his thrust causes your arms to come up to quickly brace yourself against the shower stall.
A cry escapes as your body falls forward, his hand coming up to your soaked hair to pull it back. Until now the men had let you have the control in the situation, probably in fear of losing their chance, but now Nappa was confident he had what he wanted. You weren’t sure if you were feeling shame for the sudden treatment, or if it was only serving to further arouse you.
Try as you might, he had you where he wanted you, you couldn’t do much more than just brace yourself and try not to bang your head as he railed into you from behind. The acoustics of the room let the heavy pants that fell from your lips to reverberate back to you, causing a shiver to claw its way down your spine. It was an easy rhythm as he used you, chasing his own pleasure, his free hand playing with your cheeks admiring the view as your tail found his wrist, anything to ground you in the moment.
However this action only seemed to spur him on as he picked up the pace, coming to his second climax shortly after. The feeling of him emptying himself inside of you was more than enough to cause your own legs to tremble under his hold. Everything sparked and pricked under your skin as everything started to come down.
After a few moments of heavy breathing, the two of you slowly untangled yourselves and moved to rinse off in the water. You were absolutely unsure what to say now, you definitely weren't about to thank him for railing you into any wall he found, but you definitely were upset. The fire under your skin was starting to subside and that was all that really mattered. All this was, was blowing off some steam, and you weren’t about to let it get to his head either. Making haste to clean up well you ducked out and found your gear and towels and decided you weren’t about to give him the chance to find some smart remarks - so you headed straight back to your room without even glancing back.
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Pairings: Reader x Vegeta, Reader x Nappa, Reader x Raditz
Words: 3.2K
Rating: M
Warnings: Sayian Reader, Mating Cycles/Heats, Ginyu Force, Dark Frieza, No protection, probably more, I will update as we go lol
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He wasn’t exactly one for pillow talk and cuddles, much like you would have assumed in the first place. In fact it might have shocked you more if he had been. Instead he cleaned himself up when you turned your back to him and left without much more than a couple words. You were given one more painful reminder that you needed to toughen up and he was gone.
Did you expect anything to come from what had just happened, no. Hell you already knew you’d probably never hear the end of it and that alone was enough to make your blood boil. Even if he had been amazing and satisfied everything you needed him to in the moment - you would rather drop dead than ever give him the satisfaction of knowing that. He was an arrogant prince and you didn’t need to give him any more of an ego boost on top of everything else.
Laying there in the pit of confusion over how you felt now, you finally decided enough was enough. There was still enough time to get some training in and you would rather not lose any more time, lest they try to hold it against you for slacking. Dragging yourself from the inner war in your head, you stood, not without a pleasant reminder that was ghosted throughout your skin, and headed into the bathroom.
The shower was hot and quick, scrubbing your skin rougher than normal, trying to erase it from your thoughts. Granted there was no way to forget his lips on your skin or just how right it had felt. Honesty you chalked it up to being that time and probably something to do with him being a Saiyan. After all you’d dealt with your time before but it had never felt quiet as right as that had. Needless to say you weren’t exactly in the biggest hurry to find out about it either.
Everything was routine from there. Dressed. Stretched. Straight to the training rooms. You were pretty sure it would be safe to avoid Vegeta there, he was probably busy reporting the mission and trying to brown nose Frieza or Ginyu. He was very proud, but he also bowed his head when he wanted to keep his life. After all you probably made his life a little bit more difficult when you had lipped off about Frieza.
With a hiss the door pulled open and you stepped in. The dull roar that was humming in your muscles was enough to remind you how badly you needed to let off some more steam. While you had been hopeful that you would be able to steal the training room to yourself, your tail lashed with annoyance as you spotted a certain hulking Saiyan in one of the corners of the room. Great. Just one of the people you wanted to see the most at that moment. It wasn’t like dealing with any of them was an easy task, let alone when you were all wound up.
Deciding it would be in your best interest to ignore him, as you headed over towards your own section of the room. It was nothing special, and it wasn’t like any of the higher ups were in a hurry to use any of their budget on your group. The stuff was older and worn, but you figured it gave it some character; after all so far there had been a great deal of memories made in this room, and you weren’t sure if you would really change that if you could. Even if some were unpleasant, and others were just plain embarrassing. Over the dulled smack against the leather of the punching bag you hadn’t noticed a loud voice trying to get your attention. Well that being until suddenly he was in your vision.
“Just because you can get some doesn’t make you that much better than the rest of us you know?” the voice jabbed, the loud sound breaking from the haze that had been fogging everything else was the least recommended at the moment. Stopping you lifted your eyes to meet the others, narrowed in displeasure of being interrupted.
“And what makes you think that? Besides, I know I’m better either way, keep that in mind.” you pointed out, voice level not wanting to really give anything away. Knowing their history it would be something quickly turned against you, and the questions of who would be quick to follow. After being so against any of them, you weren’t exactly ready to admit they weren’t that bad. Especially when you knew they all had one goal in mind, and it was the one thing you were most against.
He could see the calculating look behind those [e/c] eyes, and he wanted to know what you were holding back, but he was also wise enough not to pry at the wrong times. His face was lit with his grin as he watched you with a curious gleam, “Now now, I know a glow when I see one, but clearly you don’t want to brag.. I mean, I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to demonstrate, wouldn’t feel nearly as jealous..” he hinted, amusement lighting his eyes as his words managed to get a reaction. Honestly, you swore there was a guide on how to push your buttons, were you just that easy to read?
“I think you need to wake up from whatever disillusioned dreamland you’re floating in, you might just walk into something and hurt yourself” you practically snarled at him, the bite in your words was back and as strong as ever. Hell you could have even fooled yourself into thinking absolutely nothing happened in this very room only a few days ago.
“So cold, I don’t know what I did to deserve such treatment…” his laugh came, making it plainly obvious that he knew why, and that he liked the reaction. A small twitch reached your eye as you tried not to let him get under your skin, this wasn’t the time to start anything else. You just wanted to train, and hopefully clear your mind from earlier. That wasn’t something you really wanted to have lingering around in the back of your mind for long. Not only would it be a pain if anyone else found out, but it was always not something you wanted to have haunting you either. The sooner it was gone from your mind, the better off you would be, mentally and physically.
“You know full well what you did, now do you plan on bugging me further or may I get back to warming up?” you managed to get out, the sharpness edging into your voice. Your eyes flicked to the side to where he stood, just within your peripheral vision. You could hardly make out the smug expression he wore, but then again you knew better by now - it was more surprising for him not to be so smug.
“Warming up? [Y/N], what would you do after that? Not like you can make as much progress alone, as you could if you had a partner. After all, it has been a while since we spared last - wouldn’t that be more worthwhile?” he suggested, but it was much more like a nudge. This was enough to get you to turn slightly to face him, the hints of challenge already budding,
“If I am not mistaken, last time we spared someone got upset when I landed a hit on him. I believe they were even considered ‘rusty’ by a lower class saiyan. Or am I mistaken, Nappa?” you responded. The venom lacing your tone was as clear as day, and you could visibly see his muscles tighten at the taunt. Sure he wasn’t the best person to rile up, but it was only fair he knew that two could play at that game.
“And didn’t someone else get their feathers in a bunch when someone hit them back? I recall a scrawny little thing huffing off with anger because they weren’t ready to block.”
There was a silence in the room, his words seeping into your veins and causing anger to fuel you. Of course, on again about how much smaller you were from the others. It wasn’t even like you hadn’t been exposed to the life of a saiyan, or that you were a female. No, that had nothing to do with it, clearly not. Sure, you weren’t as skilled or built as them, but your spirit burned stronger than theirs, and you would be damned if you let the massive man just walk all over you with his words.
“So long as you don’t hold back for the sake of pity.. I think maybe I will take you up on this offer this time. I would much rather smack you around than a bag of sand.” your eyes were narrowed, watching him carefully. Turning to face him fully, you could see the sheer size difference. Hell Nappa made Vegeta and Raditz look small in comparison, you could only imagine how small you must look next to him.
“Hold back? Now why would I do that? You’ve proven you need some sense knocked into that thick skull of yours, and after all what go would me holding back do? It wouldn’t do either one of us much good, now would it?” his face was making a change from smug brat, to an over confident fighter. Now most would feel intimidated by all that, but for once you felt like one with your roots, a deep burning to rise above this obstacle and beat down a strong opponent? Oh you could feel the phantom itching in the tips of your fingers. Curling your hands into fists, a grin of your own started to grow. No matter what, you refused to end up in the medical bays again.
If you were to admit that Nappa was right, it might be time to try fighting more seriously. After all, everything up until this point was all reckless and foolish fighting. No plan, no real power, just anger and rage. You would have to take it a step up if you wanted to avoid anything fatal this time around, and clearly the other was on the same page as you. The air started to grow heavy, and it took a couple of quick back steps before you felt at a safe distance. The ground under him had started to dent slightly and a deep chuckle emanated from him as he watched you blink in surprise. Well, guess there was no use avoiding it, you had to admit he was right this time around.
Meeting his eyes in a challenge, you took on a defensive stance, focusing on building up your own power. Honestly, this was never your strong point seeing as your old base never pushed you nearly as hard as this one already had. After all you were in a no name base, the expendable ones who were the lambs to the slaughter. Here the stronger warriors, not to mention a handful of Frieza’s strongest men, were often seen patrolling the halls and hanging around. The jump was huge, and now was as good a time as any to start working on improving your power levels.
Unlike the brutish force that the other was giving off as he powered up, yours was more elegant in a way. Much more liquid compared to his explosive burst. The equipment near you started to crack and break down, hitting the ground in a sharp clutter. The feelings of energy rushing through you could be akin to that of a warm drink on a cold day. The distinct contrast as it rushed through you. This was much better, so much better. Not like it would’ve helped with Frieza, but now you were on a closer playing field with the other, closing some of the power gap.
Neither one of you was ready to move, and neither one of you was willing to let the other out of their sights. Everything paused for a moment before you saw him rush towards you. It was a quick movement and you managed to block, your size giving you the advantage with speed as you shift and land a kick to his legs. However your strength was only so much against his muscles. Grabbing the leg that connected he was quick in pulling you off and hurling you into the wall across the room.
Stunned for a brief moment you saw him rushing you again and you were quick to duck out of the way, making sure to leave a well timed ki blast in order to blind him and gain some distance. Yeah, okay right. Now wasn’t the time to get careless. You could hear him growl at the little stunt and you were on the clock. Taking your turn in rushing him you unleashed a series of blows, catching him off guard as he turned around. He had to take a moment to worry about blocking your attacks before he finally resumed his own attacks.
Well that alone was progress. He had to actually block and worry about your attacks now, better than his good old, fuxe worries. You weren’t just trying to find a chance to hit him, you were hitting him, and making him react in earnest now. Only, you would have to take time to be proud of that later, right now you were more worried about not getting to comfy with the floor like you had in previous fights.
The fight continued on for a while, each of you holding your own against the other. Hits are getting harder and faster, and focus getting sharper and more dangerous. Parting for a moment, you both needed to catch your breath, hovering in the air. You were sore, but it felt so good. In fact it was only serving to boost the adrenaline you were already feeling. Noticing a shift in his stance as he readjusted you didn’t give it to him, rushing in you went right for him.
With a grunt he just managed to catch your fist before it landed between his eyes. The curl of his lips causes you to practically snarl in response. Damn, you were so close to getting that one in, but he had experience on his side, otherwise the match probably would’ve been yours.
“Playing dirty, I gotta say it makes me proud to see you can fight now. Then again maybe something has you riled up.. You aren’t normally so serious in a fight.” he started, the grip on your fist tight, making sure you didn’t just wiggle out. One thing was for sure, you didn’t miss the darkening gleam in his eyes as he continued, “besides it seems I wasn’t too far off with my observation earlier. Can’t say that you don’t smell amazing right now. You smelled good earlier on that mission too. You know you don’t have to fight against it right?” he growled, the hunger in his eyes sending shivers along your spine.
And like that you could vividly feel strong hands on your waist, the heavy heat in your mouth and how primal it had all felt. You needed only to not fight it and you were sure the man before you could dish it out just as well as the prince, maybe even better. However reason was setting in and you had already given into it once, you weren’t planning on making it a habit either. In quick succession you managed to free your fist from his hand before a heavy leg came down on his head, taking the hulking man spiralling to the ground below.
“Don’t go pressing your luck, Nappa. If it got so bad that I needed the help, I would rather find just about anyone else on the ship than one of your three.” you growled. Honestly the sooner they moved past that the better it would be for you all. However instead of the explosive anger you were half expecting, you got a heavy laugh from below as the other started to sit up from where he landed.
“Well now, guess you can dish out more than I gave you credit for.” he admitted as you jumped down to meet him on the ground. Extending a hand to help him up, he took it with a grin and he got to his feet. However before you could retract your hand, he pulled your body in close, enclosing you in his arms. The action throws you off guard for a moment, but recovering quickly you go to move back before he speaks, “don’t worry, I just want to hold you. May tease you a lot, but I’m not interested in anything if it’s forced.”
“Well, guess even you can be full of surprises..” you muttered, not sure how to react in such a situation. Raised as a fighter and warrior, this wasn’t really something you were exactly used to. Hell even earlier with Vegeta, there wasn’t anything like that, and that was closer to what you were used to. In the midst of your thoughts you could feel the older man’s chuckle in his chest before he pulled away to look down at you, his hands resting on your waist. Unsure how much you trusted him, you tensed as one hand moved to the tail wrapped around your waist.
“Last time we were alone I gave you some advice, and I never saw you use it..” he started as he unravelled your trail, watching your reactions. What he wasn’t expecting was the grin that grew upon your features, “however, I guess I was mistaken.”
“I guess you were, after all - seeing how much you all liked to use that as leverage, even block heads like you guys should have known I would work on remedying that.” you smirked. While you didn’t feel sharp, paralysing pain anymore, your tail was still sensitive and it was harder than you thought to keep a straight face. However it was clear that the other knew what he was doing, then again he was born and raised with other Saiyans, he probably wasn’t inexperienced either.
His touch was soft and careful as the calloused hand moved along the soft fur. Naturally you were still not completely satisfied after Vegeta, but at least it was a duller roar now. However you weren’t going to let him distract you like this either. In his arms you used your tiptoes to close the distance as you pulled him down by the neck to connect your lips, using his moment of distraction to pull your tail free from his grasp. The smirk on his lips was all the warning you needed to cut it off.
“Geez, make a man jealous why don’t ya? C’mon who was it? I need to know their secrets,” he smirked before you pushed him off and put some distance between the two of you. And just like that he managed to ruin the otherwise fine mood. You swore the three of them had this hidden ability to ruin anything good they started. Expressioned hardening once again you shook your head in disappointment,
“Jealous or not, it’s not your business. Now can we get back to training? I enjoyed kicking your butt.” And like that he was focused on the fight once again. For once you felt confident with your skills, and you had a good sparring partner, and you were liking the results that were showing.
