Quest
Sequel to Maintaining
By Pixelgoddess

Summary: Maintaining sequel. Frieza has caused some incredible issues for the Saiyans to overcome, but they are trying. What will it take for them to finally become mates? Yaoi, Yuri. Goku x Vegeta, Chichi x Rezu (OC)
Disclaimer: If I owned it, don't you think there would have been more decent girls to write about?
Warnings: *snickers* Whaddya got? Sex. Rape and it's aftermath. Violence. Bad words. Gay marriage. Krillin-bashing. Dyke Chichi. Straight Gohan. Confused Dende. Smart-ass Piccolo. I think that covers it - for now.
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Chapter 18 - Honeymoon

Chichi admired herself in the mirror with a grin, sticking out her tongue at her reflection before licking her lips. She was hot and she knew it - and in a little while, so would half of Duval Street. She had kept herself in shape; you couldn't tell she had two children and was considering a third.

Rezu had raised her eyebrows in surprise when Chichi suggested them honeymooning in Florida at Key West's Fantasy Fest, but she had won her over by whispering perverted promises in her ear.

"You mind if I take a picture of you, sugar? Satisfied customer and all that?" The guy who owned the shop held up a camera and indicated the wall behind him covered in snapshots.

Chichi smirked and finished attaching the red cat collar and leash, complete with bell, around her neck, before striking a seductive pose. "Sure. Can I get a copy for my wife?" She loved saying that - 'my wife'.

"Sure thing, sug. Stop by anytime before you two go back home." Like her, his outfit consisted mostly of painted on latex, with the exception of a tiniest possible scrap of fabric covering his...she nearly snickered, remembering how he had so delicately said the word...'genitals'. "Is she going to get painted, too?"

"No - this is a surprise for her. I left her with a costume. She'll be here to pick me up, though." She looked at herself again and practically purred. Painted from nipple to toe in black liquid latex, wearing nothing but a little black thong, a cat's tail and ears. They would be going home in a few days and she wanted to make the best of their time together without any responsibilities.

Tonight Chichi wanted to show off a bit before going back to their room where Rezu would peel the latex from her sweating body. She stretched and practiced slinking in front of the mirror, the tip of her temporary tail curled up.

"You should get a tattoo - maybe a sexy little black cat. I can design a nice one for you - give you a good price."

Chichi chuckled at the thought. Goku would have freaked if she had gotten one; that wasn't who she was when they were together. But maybe Rezu would like it. "I'll think about it. Maybe a piercing for her too." Maybe matching piercings...

"Damn woman!" Rezu exclaimed as she entered the shop. "You are going to cause a riot looking like that."

She grinned at her blonde warrior and kissed her with a purr. "You are just going to have to protect your kitten, aren't you?" Sure, if it came down to a real fight, she would be the one doing the protecting - she had the training - but it was fun switching roles.

"Is that my job?" Rezu laughed, gliding her thumbs over her nipples, making Chichi shiver at the touch.

"Yes - protecting me and petting me, and feeding me." She put the leash in Rezu's hand.

"With this outfit, I wasn't too sure. I feel like an Amazon slut," she said, tugging lightly on the leash so they could kiss again.

Chichi giggled. "Wait until I tell you about your costume." Rezu's outfit was a copy of the warrior princess one she had worn as a girl. She had designed it herself, and now she was amazed her father let her wear it in public. Daddy could never say no even though it was totally inappropriate for a girl her age; she must have been an exhibitionist even then. Now...she licked her lips; it was marvelously scandalous on Rezu.

She had gotten rid of the armoring and the sharpened blade for her new wife, but other than that, it looked the same. Blue bra top with shoulder epaulets, bare midriff, blue g-string (was her father insane?), blue cape, pink boots and gloves, and a pink helmet with a throwing blade (without a cutting edge) mounted on top. How had she gotten through her childhood without killing someone? Dad loved her, but since Mom had died, he had lousy judgment when it came to her, spoiling her rotten, giving her anything to make her happy. But on Rezu...the outfit was gorgeous - her own personal Amazon warrior.

"Would you mind taking a picture of us? I'll pay you for it when I come back for the other one," Chichi asked. This would be perfect for their private collection - their friends would have a heart attack if they saw them like this.

"On the house, sugar. Anything for newlyweds. But you should consider that tattoo - it would look nice on your hip."

Rezu looked at her with a mixture of shock and amusement. "Pervert," she laughed.

Chichi giggled. "Like that's a bad thing."

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Chichi was nearly shivering in anticipation and need by the time they got back to the room. Their walk through the partying crowd had been everything she had hoped for and more.

She and Rezu had received admiring and lust-filled stares, and not a few out-right passes. Occasionally, a stranger would 'accidentally' brush up against her and she let them, enjoying the feel of curious fingers over her latex covered skin. Rezu's hands frequently stroked her body with demanding familiarity, pinching an already hard nipple, cupping a breast, sliding over the damp fabric covering her pussy, squeezing her ass. Her hands never stayed anywhere long enough, making Chichi whimper at their loss each time.

She had stayed in character as weak, helpless, and clinging, obeying her owner if she chose to fulfill a polite request to pet her kitten. The strangers touching her coated body were just a tease - she didn't really want them except to get her more aroused. They only made her ache for Rezu's knowing hands and mouth on bare skin even more. She wanted to make love here, in the street, in the crowd, showing the world how much she loved this woman. She met Rezu's hungry eyes and knew she felt the same. Her desire was so strong she was trembling and shaking, barely able to catch her breath.

They hardly made it to their room, door closed, before Rezu pinned her to the wall with a growl, leg pressed between her thighs, rubbing against her already wet pussy. Chichi pulled off her wife's helmet and tossed it across the room, grinning at Rezu's giggle when it broke a lamp. A warm, strong hand was splayed across her stomach, and she moaned as her mouth was plundered.

"Such a pretty little kitten," Rezu whispered in her ear. "Will you purr for me koneko?"

Chichi whimpered as fingers slid into her panties, gliding over damp curls.

"You have such soft fur kitten. It is a shame to cover it up," the blonde said before capturing her mouth again, swallowing the groan she made as the flimsy strings were snapped.

She tugged at the blue fabric, revealing Rezu's beautifully muscled body, groaning when her breasts were pressed hard against her, their pelvises grinding together.

Rezu's fingers pushed into her wet pussy, making her knees tremble; she would have collapsed if it weren't for Rezu keeping her pinned to the wall. "Please," she whimpered at the loss as the fingers were removed.

Rezu just looked at her, green eyes sparkling with desire as she licked her juices off her hand. Chichi's licked her lips, imagining that pink tongue on her throbbing clit.

"What's the matter kitten? Are you hungry?" Rezu murmured before pressing their lips together, sliding her tongue over the roof of her mouth, giving her a taste of her own body. She attacked Rezu's mouth hungrily - she had waited for what felt like an eternity. She loved the feeling of their bodies pressed together, knowing this woman was hers alone. Chichi bent to suck hungrily on a nipple, teeth scraping against it in protest as Rezu tugged her leash, pulling her away.

"Slow down neko," Rezu said, stroking her cheek, "We have forever."

"But I want you now," she growled, arms wrapped possessively around the blonde's body, taking control, no longer wanting to play the part of helpless kitten. She wanted her wife stretched out before her, panting and screaming her name.

Rezu chuckled. "Looks like kitten has run away and panther has come out to play."

Chichi grinned and tripped her, growling again as she pinned Rezu to the floor. "Mine," she said, before invading Rezu's mouth. Rezu writhed beneath her, the feel of cool latex against heated skin making them both shiver.

"Bad kitty," Rezu chuckled, twisting and rolling them into a tangle of limbs. Rezu pulled and stretched the latex over her nipples until the material finally gave way, tearing and shredding away from the rest of her costume. Chichi shuddered at the feeling of the cooler air of the room against her now bare, sweating breasts. "Much better," Rezu said before bending to suck an already hard nipple.

Chichi looked down at herself and couldn't help but grin. She looked obscene. It was as if she was wearing a crotchless cat suit designed for nothing but sex, with easy access openings for her tits and pussy. She wriggled and whined until Rezu brushed a thumb against her clit. Rezu's body covered hers, mouth on one breast, a hand on the other, and the other hand a concentrated pressure against her clit - a wonderful friction.

"Quit teasing, da-" she began, her complaint interrupted by a whimper as Rezu's fingers slid deep in her wet pussy. Her hands clutched at Rezu involuntarily as her wife scraped teeth over her nipples, fingers stroking her pussy, rubbing her clit.

Chichi shuddered and twisted against her fingers, feeling them push her to the edge, groaning as she tightened against them. She shivered and shook as she was fucked hard and fast, coming to a screaming, shuddering climax, back arched, when Rezu bit down on her nipple.

Rezu sat up beside her, watching her catch her breath with glittering green eyes, licking her hand clean. Chichi reached up and pulled her hand down, sucking her fingers, tasting the honey of her own juices. "Your kitten is hungry. Don't you think you should feed her?" she purred, rolling Rezu on her back, dipping her tongue into her navel.

Rezu groaned as Chichi buried her face in blonde curls, humming in delight of the cinnamon taste of her wife - her wife! - filling her mouth. Rezu was whispering her name, tossing her head as she stabbed her with her tongue. She breathed on her clit and Rezu moaned and arched, driving her tongue in deeper.

Chichi slid her tongue over the folds of her pussy, broad and narrow strokes tasting and exploring the heated opening. Rezu was panting, breath quick and unsteady and Chichi could feel the muscles tightening against her tongue, trying to pull her in deeper.

Rezu's body jerked, pelvis thrusting as her back arched like a bowstring, howling in completion.

Chichi crawled up her wife's sweating body and embraced her, sighing into her neck with a soft exhalation of pleasure.

"Good kitty," Rezu whispered.

Chichi grinned and kissed her. Maybe she would get that tattoo - this kitten thing was fun.

TBC
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