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She had decided to chuckle at his reactions, she had then decided to put him on the spot even more. For a moment his ocean blue eyes scanned back to her. They would've caught her putting on an act. She had an innocent face and she began to pout. He words went along with it too, she was just breath taking in that moment. Everything she had said and done just fit together so well. Especially how she said 'My Prince'. Her tone was pleasant and just everything about her in that moment was so damn flawless, the young saiyan warrior would've had a tough time to figure out anything proper to say.'Uh.." He couldn't help but look away yet again. Damn it, He was finding himself in this awkward position a little more than he'd like lately. If he would've been looking her way, he would've noticed that she was blushing. It might have meant the word the Athren if he saw it but he didn't get the chance. The few times that he was actually soft, deep down he enjoyed it. It was a nice warm feeling for a change, he wasn't alone and he wasn't focused on just training. It was a shame that when the two would part ways, he'd simply go back to that. He wouldn't have any warm feelings nor would he attempt to keep in contact. If one were to dig deep enough, they'd might be able to realize that all Athren really needed to keep him level headed and calm was somebody around who wouldn't give up on him. Of course that wasn't going to happen though. That'd be too much to ask for.
The soft, warm feeling unfortunately didn't last too long. Though Athren would have liked to see it through for a little bit longer it had faded pretty quick. This was in regards to the topic she had popped out next. She claimed that many members of the royal family had been paying Earth a visit. It was at this point that Athren's gaze returned to her once more. His right eyebrow arched curiously as he tried to make sense of that statement. Surely, she must have been mistaken. There wasn't anybody left on Planet Vegeta with royal blood. He never knew his father, nor did his mother speak of him. His mother had died in the war and Athren was the only child of the queen. That left the only royal blooded saiyan remaining Athren. This drew Athren to conclusions. Either A, Somebody had risen up and claimed the throne and began calling themselves the king or queen or B, somebody was out there trying to stir the pot and make themselves feel like they were actually worth something. Unfortunately, Athren didn't answer her questions regarding this. Though his expression would've held the answers for her. "Royal Family, Titles? What are you talking about?" Athren paused for a moment as he tried to keep himself level headed. He had an issue with running through thoughts like a madman, he couldn't let that happen here and now. She had also went on in regards to the titles, there really wasn't many on the Planet Vegeta that held significance. There was King and Queen, and if they had children Prince and Princess. This was going to be something that would haunt Athren, surely. He needed answers. "As far as titles and royal blood goes, I'm the only one left. My mother died in a battle seven years ago and my father was never around. Plus, I'm an only child. That leaves me, The Prince remaining." Athren explained the situation briefly, he didn't want to get into too much detail in regards to it all. Athren decided to dig into it a little bit more, he had questions. It was sensible though, he was the true heir to the throne. It was his birthright. Whether or not he wanted to accept it was a different story. He knew for a fact that if somebody was claiming to be royal, they weren't. Maybe they rose up to be the leader of the Planet and took a fancy title, that didn't make them royal. "If you wouldn't mind telling me more about this so called Royal saiyan, I'd be quite grateful. What their name is, what they claimed to be. If they had any mention of me, the true Prince." At this point Athren would've paused. He had let out a lot and might have overwhelmed her with questions. He knew he didn't like being slammed with countless questions, he just wasn't patient for a majority of the time. Word Count: 777 Total Word Count: 3697
Aaand just like that, whatever moment the two of them were having together was gone. All because she had to mention there being other princes on Earth. Cambia shut her eyes and let out a sigh. "This is why I don't get involved in politics. Ruins every good mood I ever get into." she pouted before opening her eyes and looking towards the Saiyan. "My sister and I bumped into this Saiyan during a sandstorm up in the mountains who said he was a true prince of Vegeta, like you, although he was apparently an aristocrat before becoming a prince." shrugged Cambia.
"He said some stuff about a murdered family, something about false princes, retaking the throne or something like that." she said with a flick of her hand as if the whole thing was of little concern to her. "Said his name was Snippar or Sniper or something like that." Cambia sighed before she walked up towards Athren and tried to run a hand softly down his face towards his chest, as she tried to sidle up to him. "Come on, we were enjoying ourselves a minute ago... how about we forget all this stuff about true and false princes of a distant world hmm?" asked the hybrid of him gently, wanting to get back into the earlier mood.
There was a brief flash of fire around her, her attire changing from her earlier form into something a little more... stimulating. Gone was the tube top and red leather jacket, in their place was a single crimson bikini with a golden swirl pattern on it. In place of her shorts was a thin belt of gold chain links, with a red gauze cloth dropping down between her legs to barely cover her front and back.
Her black combat boots were replaced by soft brown boots that looked to be cut from cloth. On her upper arms, wrists and towards the end of her tail were bands of gold metal, each with a single ruby embedded in them, and around her throat was a thin black choker.
"Now," whispered Cambia towards the Saiyan Prince's ear, grinning as a few people walking by stopped and stared at her attire, "where were we hmm?"
This world curses me because of my blood, then I shall curse and plague it in turn!
Of course Athren didn't mean to ruin their moment, it had just kind of happened. Though he was no longer interested in saiyan politics or claiming the throne he wasn't exactly one for letting a direct insult to his bloodline fumble past him without consequence. Whomever was doing it was going to pay for their disrespect with blood, and lots of it. Athren wasn't going to show mercy in this scenario. Hell no, he was going to make whomever it was suffer. He'd insure that they'd beg for death before receiving it in the slowest, most painful way that Athren could provide. She had pouted slightly as she looked to him, she began to explain the situation with a little more detail. It was obvious that Athren's warrior pride was showing as he wasn't exactly soft any more. He was showing his pride and his cold attitudes. Of course, she had said he said he retook the throne, she has also said his name was snippar or sniper. This was really all the information Athren had needed. Though, for him claiming to be the 'true' prince was in fact a direct insult to Athren's heritage. It was in this moment that Athren decided that this unknown warrior would be facing death when they were to meet. He was dedicated and determined to make this happen as soon as possible, though he needed to make sure he had a few more tricks up his sleeve. Hell, in fact he was just about to blast off into the air to get right too it.
It was in that moment that she had gotten quite a bit closer to him. Her timing was perfect, it was just what needed to be done to prevent him from leaving. She had run her hand softly down his face and led it to his chest. His heart thumped hardly a couple times as he almost would've lost his breath. She had mentioned she wanted to go back to the mood prior to that. Athren would've nodded his head lightly. "You're probably right.. We'll forget it for now." At this point he lightened up slightly once more, though what happened next didn't exactly make things easy for him. In a quick blink of fire, the young woman had changed her outfit to something much more desirable. It was something that brought out all of her body's best features and really indicated that she may have wanted something more than just a fun chat. At this point in time, Athren's ocean blue eyes scanned her down slowly from head to toe. It would have been a very obvious thing for her to catch onto as he didn't even attempt to hide it. She had then leaded in slowly and whispered into his ear, she had been driving him absolutely crazy. Though originally he didn't have any intent to bed her, he was thinking about it now. Hell, how could he not? It was like she was trying to get it to lead there anyway! With her leaned against him, his left hand would've came up and softly sat on her hip. "Where were we? Well, Why don't you tell me?" Athren had said this as he wanted to see where she wanted this to go, if she didn't say much regarding it. He'd pop out his own ideas. Though his would've been something along the lines of heading back to his ship, or simply getting somewhere a little bit more private. She had turned his crank and started his engine, surely he'd make an actual effort now to see what he could get. Word Count: 605 Total Word Count: 4302
Cambia smirked as she was having the desired effect on him, both mentally and, from all indications as she glanced downwards for a moment, physically as well. Slowly she went to wrap her tail around his own, not enough so as to be called a grip, but just enough so that their fur brushed against one another. "I think we were discussing me calling you cute... and you calling me pretty." the blonde said slowly, tracing a random pattern with her finger into his chest as she spoke.
She looked lazily around, as if only just now realising where they were and taking notice of the locals gawking at them, or more specifically, her. "Perhaps we should continue this conversation somewhere... private? Seems that our combined presence is... distracting the locals." the hybrid suggested with a sly smirk before she sighed as one of the humans ran off somewhere. "Great, now my sister's definitely gonna hear about this... or they're gonna think she's me pulling a fast change." she mused before chuckling and shrugging.
"Oh well, what's the point in looking so similar if I can't pull a few tricks now and then?" Cambia asked as her hand slowly descended from Athren's chest to somewhere of far greater interest to her right now, gently massaging it, whilst her tail attempted to slowly tighten its grip around his own. Even if her demonic half was the dominant side of her biology, she still knew and suffered from the inherent weakness of the Saiyan race that was their tail.
The hybrid wondered which would make the mighty prince weak at the knees first... her hand or her tail? Either way, this was going to be fun. Well, her sister didn't want her to submit to her bloodlust desires... the only problem her sister hadn't yet realised was that she was a female demonic Saiyan hybrid... if it wasn't her bloodlust she was feeding... well, her mother is a succubus.
This world curses me because of my blood, then I shall curse and plague it in turn!
A devilish little smirk had crossed the girls face, she was obviously enjoying having this kind of effect on the young prince. Mentally, he was quite flustered and physically, well. He was twenty two with a seductive female leaning up against him? Was there anything more to say about that? If anybody actually knew a young male, they'd be fully aware that it wouldn't take much to wind them up. Regardless, it was at this moment in time that she had decided to tangle their tails together, it was quite the move. She had made Athren feel as if he were actually making some kind of connection with her, she had also been drawing random designs on his chest with her soft, gentle finger. "I did like that discussion." He said, he was having a hard time keeping focus on his words. It had felt like it was impossible to get them out without him struggling to make them sound proper. While she decided to scan the area quickly, she had noticed that there had been quite a few of the locals gawking away at the two of them. She had then suggested to go somewhere more private, but where? Athren's ship was always an option but there was so many better places than that to go. Somewhere with a little better view. Sure, his ship might have had a bed and all but he was under a solid impression that this girl wouldn't mind playing rough and dirty.
Athren nodded to agree with her, "I'm sure you've got more places in mind than I do, so. Why don't you take the lead on this one?" With that being said Athren would go along with whatever she wanted until she lifted up off the ground to lead the two away, unless of course she wanted Athren to take the lead. Then he'd be the one to do it and if he had to pick a location, surely he'd pick one that wasn't too far away from here. He didn't want to waste too much time with this, there was plenty of fun to be had between the two. He was quite eager to see it all through. Surely, they'd teach one another a few new 'techniques' if things went as Athren was picturing. It was then that she had decided to relocate her hand that had been drawing out symbols on his chest to a more pleasant area. Athren was starting to feel a little bit more eager at this point. With everything she had been doing, he really wanted to get out of here soon. Hell, it was almost to the point where he couldn't contain himself. He was almost willing to make a serious move here and now.
Though he tried to fight it until they relocated, he just couldn't. She was too tempted, she brought out every single urge the saiyan had in a matter of moments. His arms hands had gently been placed on both her hips, he would've lightly pulled her in closer to him. Of course, if she really wanted to there was always a way to get out of it. If she had been brought closer in, Athren would have made the attempt to press his lips against hers, his eyes would've closed in the meantime too. His kiss would've been slightly on the aggressive side, hell. He might have even thrown a little lip nibble in there too. To be honest, Athren figured she'd be content with the action, though he assumed she'd want to take it somewhere else almost immediately now. Regardless, whatever happened happened. Athren wasn't exactly being promised anything it just so happened that it all looked to be in his favour. Who would've guess this would have happened? Just a few nights ago he had met her for a matter of a second or two and now they were all up against one another, hell. They might've actually made a good long term team too, that was assuming that nothing intervene with the countless fun they could have. From these kinds of activities to torturing Earthlings, they could have had it all together. Crazy, wasn't it? How moment ago Athren was about to lose himself to his rage, and now he was about to lose himself to his temptation. He couldn't wait to see where it went. Word Count: 729 Total Word Count: 5,031
Normally whenever a male had ever put their hands on her hips, she would knee them swiftly in their gentlemans before then cracking their skull with her foot when they bent over from the earlier pain. But, not this time. It felt... natural this time as the Prince took her hip in his hands and pulled her closer to him, their eyes locked onto one anothers. And then he kissed her! She blinked at how quickly things were going before just rolling with it, deciding to probe deeper than he was.
As they kissed, she began to float into the air, hopefully dragging his arse with her until eventually they were just above the clouds and out of visible sight of those down below them. She broke off the kiss, licking her lips as she smirked up at him. "So... where'd you wanna go?" she asked him, letting him take the lead to wherever they were going to go. She'd be able to make it back to Atsuko to rendezvous later on anyways...
As they flew, a thought came to her mind. "I wonder... after this, does this make me your royal concubine or whatever the Saiyan term is hmm? I mean, I'm not a pure Saiyan, so... I doubt it would make me a Princess..." she asked of him, with a slight puppy dog look on her face as she rubbed his chest with her hand. She smirked a little afterwards to show she was teasing a little... maybe. Cambia did wonder what this sort of thing meant with Saiyans, and since he was apparently a Prince as well...
This world curses me because of my blood, then I shall curse and plague it in turn!
Well, There had been a good sign. She didn't have any issues with being kissed by the royal blooded saiyan. It had felt quite delightful if the saiyan were forced to admit it. Having his lips pressed against her soft ones was spectacular. It felt much more proper than his previous kiss. This one wasn't rushed, there really wasn't any feelings involved yet. Though some could grow, this was purely lust. If she were to ask, he wouldn't lie. Though he admired the spark she had it wasn't enough to get his permanent attention by a simple visit or two and a potentially hookup. If this girl was pursuing something more than just a hookup, she'd surely need to hang around the prince a fair bit. Though, That wasn't going to be a concern for now. Athren had to focus on the moment, it was going to get quite pleasurable fairly shortly, or at least he thought it would. If it didn't, he wouldn't take any offence to it nor make that big a deal out of it. I mean, if she said no there wasn't much he could do. He'd simply blast off and get to his training, after all he had a death match coming up and he had the advantage. For Snippar didn't know it was coming, nor did he know what was coming. Athren wasn't going to let himself be out of shape for it. He'd make sure he was at the top of his game with countless new skills to unleash upon him. Nobody insults the TRUE prince and gets away with it, nobody.
It had been in that moment that the floated in the air, when they were above the clouds and out of sign from those peering Earthlings she broke it off. She licked her lips in a very seductive manner that had caught Athren's attention. She asked where HE wanted to go? Why the hell did she ask him? Surely she would've been more adventurous than he was. Though, one place did come to mind. Mt. Paozu, by the waterfall to be precise. It was really the only place that he spent time at and not train. The combination of the sight and the sounds of a rumbling waterfall was enjoyable for him. Though this was another thing he wouldn't openly admit. He was a warrior after all, he couldn't show a soft side to the matter. "I've got an idea, it's a little ways away but it's suitable." With that being said, the young prince would've swept her off her feet and pulled her in a cradle carry. It would've been like a groom would do to his bride after newly getting married. He didn't know how she'd react to this but he was going with the moment, after all SHE was the one that brought it all back to these levels after his temper began to spike. His actions were harmless, he was going to fly her there. Plus, it meant the two could remain quite close without missing a beat. With that being done, Athren began to fly in the direction of the mountain with her in his arms.
She had then asked a question in good nature, she had once again made a cute face as she rubbed his chest once more. In all honesty, Athren wasn't completely sure how to answer that question. She almost had him stumped, that was until he came up with a smart answer. "Well if you'd want to move into my ship and do things like this often, I wouldn't be opposed to calling you a concubine." Athren then paused for a moment to let a devilish smirk of lust cross his face. "Or.. if you'd prefer the term of princess. You could put in some work and try to win my heart over." of course he said this lightly. He hadn't a clue what her answer would be but surely it would be entertaining enough. This girl had a spark like no other and the wit to go along with it. All and all, he had enjoyed her company even before it had gotten to a physical level. He didn't know where this was going nor was that a factor in the right now. He'd act appropriately to her actions and try to make the best of it. It seemed quite clear that he was going to have a beneficial moment with her and that was good enough for now. Word Count: 750 Total Word Count: 5,781
When he began to carry her in that bridal style, she decided to bury her head into his chest just to relax herself as they flew. His answer to her question made her smirk and try to poke his nose in a boop manner. "Now now, let's not get too far ahead of ourselves." said Cambia, a slight tease to her voice. "I haven't even tried you out yet to decide if I want repeat performances." the hybrid smirked. "No point in getting a second helping of a meal if you didn't like it the first time you had it, now is there?" she quipped with a chuckle following afterwards.
Cambia remained silent for a while as they flew before she briefly tapped against his chest to get his attention. "I've... I've never done it with a Saiyan before, let alone a Prince." she admitted, looking away for a moment as she bit her lower lip. "That and I know little to nothing about that half of myself, besides the whole conquering fighting stuff..." the hybrid said slowly before she blurted out her concern. "Is there any sort of thing we're meant to do first or something?" Cambia asked, her cheeks growing swiftly crimson.
This world curses me because of my blood, then I shall curse and plague it in turn!
When Athren had picked her up all bridal style she had reacted quite well, she had seemed very relaxed and buried her head into his chest. It was actually quite comforting for it wasn't very often that Athren got to be 'sentimental' with another, especially a female. Not only was there this but she had 'booped' his nose with a poke. The two of them had been awfully compatible, at least for now. It was definitely a nice change in pace, Athren didn't find it necessary to be cautious around her even though that could work against him in the future. She had stated a fact that had been true, in fact it was very true. A small smirk had crossed his face at this point as he tried to come up with a remark. He didn't have anything good nor intelligent to say so he simply agreed with her. It wasn't very often he'd be doing this, with anybody for that matter. "You know, You've got a point.." He paused for a second as he confidentially stated afterwards. "Though I promise I won't disappoint." Of course the young warrior needed to talk confidentially, he was a saiyan after all. Sure, this wasn't his profession, that was fighting but it was something physical. He was quite sure that'd he'd be able to fit the requirements to insure both were pleased with the outcome of the scenario at hand.
Closer and closer they had gotten to their destination, at this point it would've been a mere twenty minutes out. She had spoken some more regarding it as she blushed. Surely, she had to have been kidding. Just because he was a saiyan and royalty didn't mean anything was done differently. Athren couldn't help but chuckle at this point. "Well, I guess you're about to find out what it's like. Aren't you?" With that being said he shot out one more comment for her, this one was a joke. "Well, Usually we'd undress first. Otherwise, there isn't anything." As they flew through the skies, Athren was sure the rest of the flight would be entertaining, though at this point he was finding it very difficult not to land and just get it started. He was young after all and he was all wound up by this girls actions. Surely if she had teased about it or did anything more to add to his urges he'd make it happen instantly. Word Count: 407 Total Word Count: 6,188
The demonic Saiyan hybrid angrily pouted at the Saiyan Prince when he made his little joke about how things were going to happen. "Hey! For all I knew, Saiyans had a weird ritual or some nonsense like that. I once met an alien couple, can't remember the species, that painted each other in mud before howling at each other for five minutes before they even got started. Something about tradition or some bull like that." she explained, going into a little huff as they, or rather technically he flew whilst carrying her.
Cambia then poked his chest. "You'd better not disappoint." said the blonde quite firmly. "Your reputation as a man and as a Prince are on the line." she said, slightly teasing him. Cambia then tapped her chin in thought. "Although I wonder even with all that you'd be able to keep up..." the blonde hybrid mused.
"Odds are stacked against you a little... my demonic half remember? My mother, she's what's known as a succubus." explained Cambia, a smirking expression lighting up in her eyes. "Succubi are basically, oh how to put this... sex demons. Literally." she said before she went to rub a hand against his face slowly. "So I wonder, who's got the greater stamina hmm? A pure blooded Saiyan prince? Or a succubus Saiyan hybrid?" asked Cambia with a lick of her lips.
This world curses me because of my blood, then I shall curse and plague it in turn!
Athren couldn't help but smirk devilishly as the woman began to angrily pout in his arms, in all honest it just added to her appeal. She wasn't afraid to joke around nor show that she wasn't impressed. It all fit like a glove with the brief display of her personality he had been shown the other night. It was all entertaining to him, especially because she had good looks to match the attitude. Nothing about this girl could make him complain yet, if she was as good as fighter as she was a talker, Athren might even have found himself a life long friend. Of course he wasn't going to jump the gun and come to any solid conclusions on that yet. If they so desired, the two of them would have plenty of time to get to know each other. No decisions had to be made overnight of course. Where this had been heading, Athren hadn't had damn clue. All he knew was that he was focused on the now. After he heard her explanation for why she had asked the question Athren couldn't help but chuckle. She had honestly witnessed one of the weirdest mating rituals that Athren had even heard about, who exactly was this alien race? Athren couldn't help but picture her vision in his own head. It didn't come out as too pleasing. He remarked about it. "Whatever those creatures are, they've got an odd ritual with intimacy." Athren said calmly.
She had then decided to poke at his chest once more, she had claimed that he'd best not disappoint her. He strongly believed that he wouldn't. He was a saiyan prince after all and she was putting that all on the line. She had than questioned if he'd be able to keep up. Little did the blond, demon hybrid know Athren took that as a challenge. It was odd, any little thing that you doubted Athren on. He'd attempt to rise up and conquer it. He didn't like to be doubted at all. He was young and had an unmatchable potential that he was barely tapping into. The problem lied with the fact that he didn't have the right push or motivation. It was all going towards his super saiyan hopes and dreams, yet he was lost if he were to hit that mark. It was truly funny how things began to play out in his young life. He didn't know which direction to head, instead he was walking around in a dark forest in circles. Once more he opened up his lips, his tone continued to be quite soft and playful. This girl was bringing out the best in his current emotions. This was the most pleasant he had been since Tau, though with her he had found it a handful more awkward. This on the other hand had been much more natural, hell. It was effortless to exchange jokes and words with this girl. "It almost sounds like you're challenging me." Athren paused for a moment before going into a slight bit of his history. "You know, ever since I was a small boy I rose up to conquer every challenge that I had been opposed with. I'm quite positive that I won't be a disappointment to you. In fact, I'm more concerned that you won't be able to handle me. I think I might be too much for you." With that being said Athren smirked once more. Surely, she'd find that comment entertaining.
It was then that she claimed the odds were stacked against him. This had made it all that much more required for Athren to push past her expectations of him and completely blow her away. Of course he'd be able to do it. He was a saiyan after all, there wasn't a single challenge too mighty for a saiyan to handle. Plus, she had been such a small figure. He was quite confident that he'd be more than enough for her. If he was wrong though, he assumed he'd simply tell her that practice makes perfect. This being and excuse for repeat sessions. Though she might not be willing, Athren figured whether it be bad or good, bad is better than nothing, no? He spoke up once more, his heart rate picking up as he did. His heart pounded against his chest as he understood her explanation. "Well, It does sound like I'm quite the lucky warrior. Doesn't it?" Athren paused for a brief moment before continuing his speech. "Not only do I get half a saiyan, I get a sex demon. Sounds like I'll be quite pleased with the results." Athren joked lightly. Of course, this had only boosted her expectations up as well. She was a hybrid with saiyan genes and apparently 'sex demon' genes in her. He couldn't have found a better partner for these kinds of activities anywhere else. Boy, he was a lucky one. Wasn't he? As far as her stamina comment went, Athren was quite confident with his abilities and he wasn't afraid to show it. Though he did try to keep it out of the 'cocky' attitude of things. He knew people didn't appreciate that kind of attitude. "Well, I wouldn't worry about my stamina. I'm sure you'll have your conclusion much before I do." With that being said Athren had bitten his lower lip lightly, he was excited and eager. She had him hook line and sinker. Surely it was a strange day that the Prince fall for such simple motions. Though, he still was a young man. He had his needs and his uncontrollable urges. If he didn't, something would have been wrong. As he flew through the skies his ocean blue eyes would've come down to look upon hers again. He had found a temporary comfort in gazing upon her eyes and he hadn't a clue of what it meant. Surely it was just the moment getting to him or.. could it have been something much more than he expected? Guess he'd have to find out later. Word Count: 1,009 Total Word Count: 7,197
"Oh?" she said as he made such grand statements about rising to every challenge he had ever faced, and how she didn't have to worry about his stamina being a disappointment to her. "Sounds like the Saiyan Prince has lured many a partner to his sparring chambers." said Cambia before she feigned a pout towards him, a finger tracing a random pattern on his chest. "And here I was thinking I was special." teased the hybrid as she looked away from him.
Inwardly she was screaming. Here he was, a man with experience, and despite her words about having a sex demon for a mother, Cambia in truth had never been so much as in an alley with another man let alone their bed. Every time someone had come into her path wanting certain favours of the flesh from her, she'd stripped them of theirs, literally. Or simply gutted them, or blasted them into dust or done something to ensure they wouldn't bother her again.
And yet here she was being the instigator near enough this time around... and with a Saiyan Prince no less! Cambia inwardly groaned as she could only imagine her mother's cackling in the back of her head if that old witch ever heard about this event in her daughters history. The worse thing is she knew that her mother would be damn well proud of her, snagging a Prince of an entire race for her first time. Oh this was going to be an... interesting night, repercussions aside.
This world curses me because of my blood, then I shall curse and plague it in turn!
She hadn't reacted in such a manner as previously, she didn't have any smart remarks to shoot his way. In fact, the 'oh' didn't sound like she was all that amused with his choice of words. Maybe it wasn't his best choice of dialogue and maybe he even over shot the boundaries of confidence and into the domain of being cocky. That wasn't his intention at all, though whether he intended it or not it may have just happened. She then went on to claim it sounded like Athren had lured many to his chambers, this was in fact quite false but he wasn't going to let her think that. In that scenario he'd let her believe what she wanted too. It would amplify the expectations of her experience with him which would put more of a challenge on Athren's shoulders and as he mentioned, he loved being challenge and he loved to rise up and conquer it even more. She had faked a pout after her words were spoken and once again returned to tracing a random pattern on his chest. She had then looked away as she teased him. Though Athren could have remained fairly silent he figured he had the perfect counter to her words, one that would make her feel a little bit better about the whole situation even if it did contain a tiny, little white lie. "The Prince may have had his fair share of encounters, but I assure you none were quite like you. None of them could compare to your beauty and none of them had such a sparking attitude. So, I still believe you're quite special." With that being said Athren smirked faintly, hell. To be honest he couldn't believe he acknowledge himself in third person. It was strange of him to do that and it felt quite odd but his speech fit the bill correctly. Given Cambia's hot talk, Athren had believed he'd be in for the time of his life, he couldn't help but wonder what she could do that most females couldn't. She was the daughter of a 'sex demon' after all, surely they didn't just get that title for nothing. Athren was excited, his heart continued to beat at a more rapid rate. He hadn't felt this way about something other than training for years, maybe it was just his engine taking fuel away from the brain or maybe it was something more, Athren didn't know nor did he really care. It was obvious that this was leading to where he wanted it to go, the urges would be maintained and he'd be quite happy. What he didn't know was that Cambia was truly screaming inside and she had been playing that fact off effortlessly.
With Athren getting much to eager to participate in activities, Athren decided to change his mind. Instead of going to the mountain range where he initially wanted to go he flared off to the right to head to the edge of Bamboo forest. It was much closer, in fact it was only five minutes away or so from their currently location. Plus it would provide plenty of privacy and a comfortable bed to lay in after they had finished. "We're going to have a little change in location, Why go to the mountain's when my ship is so much closer?" He said aloud wanting to let her know his plans. He didn't want her to not know, that could be weird. She could potentially worry about where they had been heading and decide to back out of the whole situation. That wouldn't be very good for the young prince, he needed this more than he knew. With Athren's mind stuck on the very near future, Athren didn't even start to think about the potential consequences of his actions. What would this mean for the two of them, would she potentially grow attached to him or would she just classify it as a fling? If she got attached to him how would she behave, would that fire she continued to show off die out and would she become more calm and relaxed? There were countless factors Athren didn't know, there was also a potential risk of her becoming the carrier of his child. Not only would that be bad but he assumed Atsuko wouldn't be too pleased with that outcome, at least without that outcome the chances of her knowing were very unlikely. Athren assumed that Cambia would keep this between themselves, there really wasn't a reason to spread it about to anybody. Athren was a firm believer that whatever happened behind closed doors should stay behind closed doors, it was simply and respectful to all parties. As they continued to fly, they came closer and closer to his ship. In a few short minutes it would be visible, and a few short minutes after that surely they'd be in his chambers. Though Athren didn't know, was she the kind of girl to get straight to the punch or would he have to put a little bit of effort in to get her to lay down? He didn't know though it was a curious thing. "And we're only a few minutes out now." He said with a faint smirk on his face once again, surely she could tell how eager he was for this to happen. His attitude and even the glow surrounding him would have said so. Athren truly didn't know what was going through her mind but hopefully she was quite excited about it as well, it always made for more fun when both parties were equally involved in the action than just one putting more effort in than the other. ~I hope she's as good as she's letting off, if she is. I think I'm in for quite the night.. Surely, She won't let me down.~ Athren thought to himself as they continued across the blue skies of the Earth. Athren couldn't help but think, if this girl was the daughter of a 'sex demon'. Would she simply leave immediately after, or would she spent the night? So many different scenarios to be unfolded.. Word Count: 1025 Total Word Count: 8,222
Her face turned crimson at his words as he flattered her even more. First he was calling her pretty, and now she was more beautiful than any of the other women he'd had before?! "R-Really?" she asked him, looking up at him, her cheeks burning her face. The fact that she was wearing such a revealing outfit probably helped earn her some points in that regard as it left very little to the imagination considering her body, but she remembered his earlier words that he was being honest with her. The blonde hybrids mind was in such a tizzy over this that she almost failed to catch him suggesting going to his ship instead since it was closer.
After it took a moment to sink in, her mind was awash with the possibilities and implications of her first time being in not only someone's spaceship, but a Prince's spaceship... whilst she was wearing what was effectively a harem girl's outfit. She covered her face and made a sort of squeaking noise as she rocked in his arms for a while. This was like the plot of a cheesy desert romance novel! The dashing Prince making love to his favoured concubine within the confines of his personal quarters, alone in the world where none could hear their throes of passion.
When he said they were only a few minutes out, it was then she discovered a quirk about her physiology, or rather her mother's side of it... she could feel her body starting to prepare itself, almost as if it couldn't wait to start. Her eyes widened from behind her fingers and she went to wrap them around her stalwart Prince, biting her lower lip, her legs rubbing against one another with the wind fluttering through them. "Hurry~" she said softly. Oh why did she have to make the damn loincloths from such soft silk?!
This world curses me because of my blood, then I shall curse and plague it in turn!
Athren had noticed a bright blush crawl over her face as she heard his compliment, She had asked him if he was serious or at least that was how Athren managed to take it. He responded with an honest answer, she was something special and that was a statement he could say without doubt. "Yes really, If it wasn't true I wouldn't have said it." It was then that she had decided to look up to him. From here on out she had been quite quiet, Athren wasn't exactly sure what was going on through her head and he definitely didn't expect it to be a girls typical romance story. To be honest Athren didn't think of Cambia to be the romantic type, he figured her mothers title stated quite a bit about Cambia's views on relationships. He figured that she would believe that hookups are much better than the typical love story. In all honesty it had felt quite nice to have her in his arms, her warmth brought him a fuzzy feeling. Even if he wasn't to admit it, it was there. He didn't know exactly what it was but there was no denying it. It was fact. As they flew Athren had seen his ship in the distance, it wasn't going to take much longer for them both to arrive there. It was than that he heard her softly demand that he hurry. He couldn't help but smirk at this comment and retort to it. "Hurry? You know, We've got all night." At this point he knew he wasn't the only one eager, clearly she was just as eager as he was. At this point in time, she'd have to wait about fifteen minutes before reaching his personal quarters and Athren didn't think that was much time to wait. Inch by inch Athren got closer to his black and orange ship until he was practically right on top of it, he lowered himself slowly until his feet gently touched against the green surface of the Earth, the ramp to enter his ship would have been directly in front of him. It was then that he began to walk up the ramp, step by step his boots made a thud against the solid metal ramp. It didn't take very long for the duo to reach the top of the ramp and enter the ship. It was at this point that she'd be able to see fully inside of it.
"Welcome to 'The Nova', Princess." Upon stepping in he welcomed her warmly, he even called her Princess to fit the situation a little bit more. Surely that would make her melt, not only was she in a royal space ship with the true prince of saiyans, but now he was calling her princess. Whether or not he knew it, surely he was making this girls fantasy's come true. For a brief moment he stood there with her, if she were to look around she'd notice the dark grey interior and the countless saiyan memorial items and countless sets of armour displayed. There were ancient ones all the way to the newest models, there had been statues and more. It was fully fitted for a saiyan prince, it was quite appealing and easy on the eyes. "I'd give you a tour but I don't think you're very interested in seeing anything but the bedroom.. Though. Hopefully the other two that live here aren't around to distract us. I've got a feeling things might get a little bit louder than expected." With Athren saying that he meant it as a joke just to put a smile on her face, he hesitated to walk towards his bedroom because he wanted to add a little bit more suspense for her. He wanted her to make her feel as if the wait would be more than worth it. Even if he was having a hard time controlling himself. While she was in his arms he decided to plant his ocean blue eyes on her eyes, eye contact was important to him. It was then that he'd slowly move in once more to press his lips against hers. It wouldn't have been anything impressive or great, just a simple lip lock. He'd save the more impressive stuff for the bedroom, all this was just to add to the suspense and make her want this even more, in reality it was just a big mind game at this point. The funny thing about this game was that there was going to be two winners and not just one. After a quick kiss Athren broke it off, he took a few steps forward before stopping again. He decided to ask a question regarding one of her softer spoken demands. "Do you want me to hurry up a little bit more, or is this pace fine?" With that being said he'd shut his mouth and give her time to reply. He figured her answer would be more than amusing to him, she was creative when it came to this kind of talk. With his eyes staying on her he got lost in his own thoughts once more, to be honest he couldn't believe this was happening. What exactly was it that she saw in him? It might have been his looks due to the fact that he wasn't ugly, his personality on the other hand was a complete mess. He was usually die hard into training or cold with most. Hell, maybe it was just his smooth talking that lured her in. He really didn't have a clue but he was quite curious though at this point that was something he could ask in the future, he wasn't going to ruin the moment by sounding like he wasn't confident. All of this thinking had brought another smirk to his face. For a brief moment, he wondered what Atsuko would think of all this. He assumed she'd be quite angry with the saiyan prince but at the end of the day, that really didn't matter. They were both here together in his ship now, things were going to happen. Word Count: 1,020 Total Word Count: 9,242
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