To Catch a
Tiger . . . ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ It was a little over a week since Miraku had finished whatever it was he had been working on*, and he still hadn’t let anyone know what he’d made in the lab. But other then that, life was back to normal. (Okay, normal for them.) ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Jianu stepped out of the shower and winced. She’d pulled a few muscles in her back while sparing with Vegeta. After drying herself off, she wrapped another large towel around her body and walked out into her bedroom. Sitting down at her vanity, she transformed into her super ningen** form. Her strawberry-blond hair turned purple and fluffed out. She powered down and began combing her now dry hair. She’d been growing it out for a while and it now reached mid-thigh when she was standing. She winced again as her sore muscles twinged in pain. It was late, so she was surprised to hear a knock on her door. "Can I come in?" "Yah." Miraku opened the door and stepped inside her room. "I thought you were working on that paper for your Biology class. You’re not going to get it done in here ya know." "I’m finished for tonight. `Sides I sensed your pain, so I decided to do something about it," he grinned, "Grab another towel and meet me in my room and I’ll work out those sore muscles." Jianu said nothing, she just raised an eyebrow at him. Miraku blushed bright red, "Jianu!" he groaned, "I didn’t mean it that way!" She giggled, "I know, I know. I just had to tease you." He sighed and retreated to his room. Still smiling, Jianu went back to her bathroom. She took the towel she had on and wrapped it around her waist, then grabbed a second towel and wrapped it around her chest. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When she came in, Miraku gestured for her to lay on the floor. "I need a folding table," he said earning another giggle from her. Jianu lay down on her stomach, folding her arms out in front of her and resting her chin on them. Miraku folded the upper towel off of her back and began massaging her. As he worked, her eyes slid shut and her head tilted to the side. ‘He could do this professionally,’ she thought. When he finished working the kinks out of her back, he moved his hands to her sides, slowly working up. His fingertips lightly brushed her breasts and she hummed in pleasure. Smiling, he began kissing her neck and gently caressing her breasts. Jianu felt wonderful, ‘Maybe this time, we’ll make it,’ she hoped. But as the thought crossed her mind the usual resistance came and overwhelmed her desire. ‘Chikusho!’ she growled mentally. Miraku sensed the change in her emotions and backed off. Before she could say a word he spoke, "It’s okay Jianu-chan. I know, you don’t have to be sorry." He smiled and hugged her, "I love you and nothing will change that." She almost started crying, ‘He’s so sweet and understanding! How can I keep doing this to him?!’ She kissed him, "Someday . . . someday it will happen. I don’t know when, but it will." and Jianu retreated to her room. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Shutting her door behind her she leaned against it and growled in frustration. "Why do I do that?! I feel like I’m going crazy! And what’s worse, I’m hurting Miraku-kun." She thunked the back of her head against the door. She didn’t know what to do. But what Miraku had done . . . she smiled in remembrance. Feeling very sensual, she decided to wear something different to bed than her usual over-sized T-shirt. Removing her towels, she put on a clean pair of panties and went to her closet. She rummaged around until she found her one expensive nightgown, it was made from green silk, cut low in the front and high at the bottom, with slits up the thighs. It had been a gift, from her mother of all people, for her eighteenth birthday. She slipped it on, then pirouetted in front of the full-length mirror on the closet door. She stood there a moment, studying her profile. She had a fantastic figure from top to bottom. She had specialized her training so that her muscles were lean, like a tiger’s. Jianu smiled at her reflection, her muscles only got highly visible when she went super ningen. Closing her closet door, she walked over to where she had dropped her towels, carried them to the bathroom and hung them up. Opening up her bed she picked up the stuffed Mickey Mouse sitting on the bedside table. "Well Mickey," she said sitting down, "Looks like its just you and me again." Still holding the toy she lay down and pulled up the covers. Setting the stuffed animal by her head, she stretched her arms above her head. Snap. Click. Jianu’s eyes widened in shock as something clamped around her wrists and ankles. "Nanda?!" She bought her arms down in front of her to see what was on them. When she did, a band shot out of the wrist manacle and snapped around her neck. A thin metal rope connecting the two, then another metal rope shot from the wrist manacle and attached to the one around her ankles. The ropes drew in, and pulled her into a sitting position. All this happened in the space of under two seconds. "That’s enough!" Jianu shouted and began to raise her ki. She was surprised to discover that it was made from the same material as the gravity rooms. Which meant she’d have to transform to get out of it. ‘No problem’ she thought, but as she tried to transform, she discovered that the device was also blocking her telekinetic powers. "Gotcha." "Miraku, what the hell is this thing?!" "Something I put together in the lab and have been waiting to test out." "Okay, it works. Now let me out of it." "Not yet, Jianu-chan," he moved to the side of the bed. "I made this for a very specific reason." His voice had dropped to its lowest register, making her fight down the urge to tremble. He picked up her Mickey Mouse and sat him back on her bedside table. Then he reached for her, "Time to go," he said, picking her up. "Go? Where?" she growled as she struggled to free herself. "Just a little spot in the middle of nowhere, where we can be alone." Suddenly the reason she’d been resisting him struck Jianu. She didn’t want a mate that couldn’t defeat her. Her heart began to race . . . oh no, no, no, no, no, no. He hadn’t beaten her yet. "Miraku let me out of this thing right now or I’ll . . . she began threatening him as he carried her to the window. Opening it up, he jumped out still holding her, as she cursed him in more ways than he had thought possible. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Vegeta smirked as Jianu’s angry voice faded in the distance. "Vegeta?" Bulma came out and stood beside him on the balcony to their room. "What was that all about?" "Miraku’s finally caught his mate." "You mean they’re going to . . ." Bulma blushed, "Oh my . . .Shouldn’t you try and stop them?" Vegeta snorted, "She’d never forgive me. Besides, they’re both old enough now. It’s their choice." "Barely old enough. They’re only eighteen," Bulma reluctantly agreed. Suddenly she stiffened and her blue eyes went wide, "What am I going to tell Debra?" "Nothing," Vegeta turned and wrapped his arms around Bulma, pulling her against his body. "Jianu will tell her when she’s ready to." With that said, he picked up his mate and carried her to their bed. Ending any chance of further discussion on the subject. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jianu shivered, it was a cool night, and she wasn’t wearing much. She’d stopped yelling a while back and was focusing her full attention on getting out of Miraku’s invention. She hadn’t gotten anywhere with it yet, it seemed as though he had thought of everything. Miraku, feeling her shiver, raised his ki, surrounding them both with his warmth. Jianu had to admit, it was nice being taken care of for a change. He landed on a small island, in the middle of a huge, roaring river. The island had a ring of trees in the center of it, and more trees lined the far away banks of the river. "Kirei***!" Jianu gasped. Miraku grinned, he knew she would like it. Walking to the center of the ring of trees, he gently sat her down. Pulling out his capsule case, he selected one and threw it. Out popped a small storage chest. Reaching inside he pulled out a thick, padded blanket and spread it out on the ground. He turned back to her, she was scowling again. He smiled, he’d change that soon enough. Picking her up again, he placed her on the blanket, then pressed a button on the wrist manacle. The lower rope released from it and reattached to a nearby tree, allowing her to lay down, while the other rope loosened so she could straighten out her arms again. Another rope shot out of the neck band and wrapped around another tree, securing her. "Give up yet?" She scowled even deeper, she wasn’t quitting yet. "Do your worst," she challenged him. Miraku grinned wickedly and began kissing her neck, using both his lips and tongue. Jianu repressed a shiver of delight, it felt wonderful. ‘This is going to be harder than I thought,’ but Jianu was a stubborn one, so she set her jaw and closed her eyes. Miraku continued across her throat, to the other side of her neck. His mouth finding every sensitive spot she had as he went. He paused to breathe and took a look at her face, ‘She must have been taking ‘stone-face’ lessons from Vegeta-san,’ Her body, however, was beginning to react. Her nipples were hard and she was taking slow, deep, breaths to maintain control. Miraku began kissing down her chest as he had her neck, slowly following the neckline of her silk nightgown. The cut of the gown allowing him to tease the top of her breasts, eliciting a soft moan from her. He grinned again, and ran his hands down her legs, then slowly trailed his hands up the slits of her gown, which ran all the way up her thighs. Stopping when he reached the top of the slits, he moved his hands back down. Tracing the hem across her legs to her inner thighs he caressed her, not moving any higher than her gown. Jianu groaned, every part of her he’d touched felt like it was on fire. Her need for him to do more was almost painful in its intensity. "Miraku-kun . . ." she moaned, "Onegai . . . temae na yuzuru." Miraku leaned down and kissed her full on the lips, then pressed another button on the wrist manacle. The ropes and the neck band retracted, then the manacles released and the whole thing shrunk into a capsule, which he tossed into the chest. He sat up and Jianu rubbed her wrists and ankles, she had an unreadable look on her face again. Miraku couldn’t help but wonder if she was still angry at him, she’d shielded herself so he couldn’t read her emotions or thoughts. Jianu growled and jumped on top of him, wrapping her arms around his body and kissing him deeply. When they broke for air, he smiled up at her. "So I take it you’re not mad at me?" "Not anymore." "Good," Miraku flipped them over so that he was above her again. He slowly ran his hands up her legs and over her hips, bringing her nightgown with them. Continuing up, he caressed her strong, flat stomach, then her soft breasts, before pulling her gown over her head. He stared at her in awe, she was beautiful. Jianu blushed, then reached forward to remove his shirt. Taking a moment to run her hands across his well-defined chest. Miraku was weaker than her, but he was still incredibly strong, very close to becoming a super ningen. A sudden wave of boldness, and she had removed his pants, leaving them both in nothing but their underwear. Pushing her back down by her shoulders, Miraku began kissing her neck again. Moving lower, he gently nipped at her left nipple. Jianu squeaked in surprise, she hadn’t expected that. She moaned as he suckled her. He pulled off her panties as he worked on her left breast. He then ran his hand up between her legs. ‘Oh Kami!’ She hadn’t been expecting that either! Jianu gasped as his fingers gently explored her. He switched to her right breast and continued caressing her. She had wrapped her arms around his head and was holding him to her chest. She cried out as she came, tightening her arms in a grip that could crush stone. She lay back panting, holding him in a much gentler embrace now. He smiled down at her as they both caught their breath. "Jianu-chan?" She knew what he was asking, she smirked at him in an unconscious imitation of Vegeta, then yanked off his underwear in less than a hundredth of a second. He blinked in surprise, but saw that she was blushing again. He positioned himself at her entrance, he knew it was going to hurt her, but there was nothing he could do for her. Jianu wrapped her arms around him and lowered her ki. She smiled a bit nervously, and nodded her head. As Miraku thrust into her, she pulled him forward harder, breaking the barrier of her virginity. A hiss of pain escaped her before she could stop it, and a few tears rolled down her face. It had hurt a lot more than she had been expecting it to. Miraku held her and gently kissed away her tears, waiting for the pain to subside. When it did she smiled warmly at him, "I’m okay now, Miraku-kun." Now he began to move in her, slowly at first, so as not to cause her any more pain. She growled and began moving with him, their ki's rising together as their movements increased. Miraku began caressing her breasts with his hands, causing her to moan even louder. The two levitated and Jianu began kissing his face, neck, shoulders, and chest passionately. Miraku could feel his climax coming, but he held it off. He wanted Jianu to come first, or at least with him. Jianu felt a huge release building up inside both of them. Jianu came first screaming his name, and transformed for a brief moment. Miraku followed close behind, crying out her name. Shaking with reaction, the two lowered back to the ground. Miraku turned them so they would be on their sides, but held Jianu to him, keeping himself inside her. She sighed in contentment and kissed him. "Never in my wildest dreams, did I ever imagine that this could be that incredible," she told him, still out of breath. He beamed in delight at the compliment. "Aishiteru, Miraku-kun." "Aishiteru, Jianu-chan." "Miraku-kun?" Jianu began after a moment, "How did you know?" "Know what?" "That I wanted to be beaten first. I didn’t figure it out until just before you hauled me out the window." Miraku sighed, she was going to find out sooner or later anyway. "Vegeta-san told me." "Nani?!" she shrieked, then suddenly relaxed, "I’ll deal with him later. I’m too happy and comfortable to get upset now." She rested her head on his arm, her own arms wrapped around him and drifted to sleep. Miraku looked down at her, he was very proud of himself. Not only had he pleasured her past points of ecstasy she hadn’t known existed. But he’d also worn the stronger warrior out. Using his telekinesis, he lifted another blanket from the chest and covered them both up before letting sleep overtake him as well.
October 2000 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~Refers to events from Something
Unexpected ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Disclaimer: Here we go. I do not own any of the characters from Dragonball, Dragonball Z, or Dragonball GT. They are all the property of Akira Toriyama, Bird Studio, Toei Animation, and Funimation Inc. However, all the other characters in my stories are mine. I'm not making any money off of this, its just for fun. |