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"Never ... never would I have dreamed of that ..." Piccolo said softly and continued to run his hands gently over every single part of my trembling body.


I sealed his words with a passionate kiss and felt that I only wanted one thing ... and that was to be one with him. His looks told me that he wanted nothing more than that and so I pulled him up to me as he was just about to slowly wander deeper with his kisses and gave him to understand that it would now be time. Piccolo understood immediately, but he asked me if I was also quite sure. "Yes ... that's me ..." I breathed tenderly in his ear and he returned my approval with a relieved smile.




After some wonderful, intense kisses, it finally happened.Piccolo was infinitely gentle and tender and when we slowly became one I was able to enjoy his touch a lot more relaxed than ever before. Carefully he began to move in me and with each time our lust increased to its climax. I noticed how his heavy breaths turned into rhythmic, soothing-sounding sighs and he had to be on the verge of completely forgetting himself. Of course, it excited me all the more to experience Piccolo in such a state and I felt an increasing tingling sensation rise in my body. But even with him a lot had to move, because suddenly he converted his initially gentle, restrained movements into faster, stronger thrusts and the previously soft sighs turned into an exhausting gasp. "Oh Piccolo ..." I just managed to get out when in the next moment my feelings completely overwhelmed me and it was absolutely no longer possible for me to exercise restraint.

The tingling became inexorably stronger and more intense and I felt like I was about to experience a huge climax ...




And indeed. A huge number of almost exploding, indescribable waves shot through my body and I couldn't do anything else than give myself to Piccolo for good.


A split second later I felt how he too was experiencing a fabulous climax and groaning a few times unmistakably loud ...


With the last gentle movements he sat down on me for a moment, completely exhausted and I could feel his heart racing with the exertion. After a few minutes his heartbeat returned to normal and I, too, had mostly recovered after a few deep breaths.




"That ... that was indescribable ..." Piccolo said, still a little out of breath and then carefully lay down next to me.


"Yes ... that was it ..." I replied happily and cuddled exhausted in his arms.

To feel him so close ... to touch him so ... I wouldn't have even dreamed of that, and now? Now he was lying there ... his eyes closed and looking like a little boy who had fallen into bed exhausted after a tiring and exhausting day. He was just too cute the way he was lying there and I just couldn't take my eyes off him for minutes ... until I slowly fell asleep in his strong arms ...




So Piccolo and I spent another night together and when I dreamily opened my eyes the next morning and saw him still sleeping next to me I knew that it hadn't been a dream.


Very carefully and cautiously I crept out of bed and after treating myself to a hot shower, getting dressed and enjoying a hearty breakfast at Popo's, I went outside to the edge of the platform. The previous night was still raging in my head and it was difficult for me to concentrate on anything else.

Now I stood there ... lost in thought, looking into space and trying in vain to control my emotions. Of course, I had only suppressed the words of Master Kaios ... but not forgotten. I had been able to banish them from my memory for this one, maybe last night ... but they caught up with me faster than I would like. I slowly sat down on the ground and playfully let my legs dangle back and forth over the edge of the platform.




"What should I do now ...?" I asked myself quietly and looked for a moment into the clear, blue sky ... as if it could have given me all the answers to my worries.


"It couldn't have been that ... I can't die so easily now! Not yet ..." I thought, when a little tear ran almost imperceptibly down my cheek shortly afterwards. The bad thing was that I couldn't exactly estimate how much time I would still have ... A day?Two days? A few hours? With these thoughts, I just couldn't stop my hands from clenching into fists and hitting the cold, hard floor of the platform a few times so hard that they almost began to hurt. Yes, I was really desperate but at the same time infinitely angry. Angry that it was all so terribly unfair. But what I worried most about was Piccolo. What would become of him when I'm no longer there? Then suddenly I remembered Dende's words ... "Piccolo won't take it ..."


These words were firmly anchored in my head and deep inside I felt that Dende was unfortunately right. Piccolo's strength, his intelligence, his ingenuity ... none of that would do him any good ...




Suddenly a faint rush tore me from my thoughts. It was a growing noise and something told me that someone or something was approaching us. I started up angrily and nervously looked for something conspicuous.I don't know exactly why, but my feeling warned me that something bad was approaching ... something damn bad even and I felt myself slowly getting hot and the first signs of sweat on my forehead.


Suddenly I was seized by such a violent gust of wind that I fell back on the floor without realizing it. Fortunately, I was able to catch myself with my hands in time, but then in the next moment something shot past me so closely that I had trouble getting up again.


Again I carefully approached the edge of the platform and looked down curiously ... in the hope of finding an explanation for this strange occurrence ...




"G'day!" I suddenly heard a familiar voice say behind me, which inevitably made me feel fear, hate and sadness. As if in a trance I turned around and what I saw made my breath catch ...

"Vegeta ... what are you doing here?" I asked coolly, struggling to withstand his cold, murderous gaze.


"Help you!" was his monotonous answer.


Vegeta wanted to help me? "What bit him?" I thought in disbelief when I sensed that he seemed serious.


At this moment Piccolo suddenly appeared behind Vegeta's back and there were also remnants of anger and hatred in his eyes, although after his resuscitation by the Dragon Balls they had got along as well as possible. The Saiyan just smiled wearily. "Don't you worry Greenling ... I don't have to hurt in front of anyone." he said, without turning around, much less making any move to move. As always, Vegeta stood there with his arms crossed, legs slightly apart and that unbearable arrogance on his face. Piccolo looked at me worried and I made him understand that he needn't worry.Vegeta's words had drawn my interest too much and I had an urgent need to know what exactly he was up to.


"It's okay, Piccolo ..." I said calmly, without taking my eyes off the Saiyan prince for a second. He nodded and after a few seconds turned away to go back to the palace. But he turned around again ...




"Touch her once and I'll be there!" he growled dangerously and if looks could have killed, then Vegeta would have been dead at least 3 times at that moment ... A smile crossed my lips and I had to admit that I was very flattered by how much the great Namek was around me worried ... however, I was aware that I could and would trust him with my life immediately and without further ado. With thousands of butterflies in my stomach, I watched Piccolo for a few seconds until he finally disappeared into the walls of the palace.Now my attention was fully directed back to the Saiyan who was still standing in front of me.


"As you probably know, my joy about your visit is limited, so please express yourself a little more clearly." I said calmly and waited eagerly for his answer. Of course, I did my best to hide my excitement from him, so I acted a bit overly cool.


"Can we talk about it somewhere else? I hate this place!" he asked me and I could literally feel how much he had to bite his teeth.




"Sure, why not? I'll let Piccolo know about it first."


"I will inform Piccolo about it first ..." Vegeta mimicked me and shook his head uncomprehendingly.


"If I need a clown, I'll let you know, ok ??" I hissed back angrily and slowly noticed how I was enjoying arguing with the prince of the Saiyajins again.The difference was that this time I had the feeling that he, too, seemed to find our exchange of blows extremely amusing.


"Now tell your green guy! I don't have forever!" he asked me and the slightest grin could be seen on his face.


"I'll tell you one more time ... his name is ..."


"Yeah yeah, I know. Hurry up, go!" he interrupted me with a feigned portion of annoyance and I finally ran into the palace to tell Piccolo that I would talk to Vegeta in another place.






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