Princess Vegeta

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“I know.”

albino-saiyan:

He gave her a throaty scoff, “Pathetic? Nonsense, you’re a princess whether it be by choice or not. Just like I am a palace guard.” The race die with her? They still had Kakarot and his descendants, and him should he be unlucky enough to have any. It was heartbreaking to see his liege like this. Once pride turned to mush, he couldn’t think of anything to help her. He was raised, short as it was, not to have any pride but to follow orders. Just that. He didn’t know how to respect many beings, other than royalty, of just a few species. 

“More than a guard?” He always wanted to travel, and he got that, and stranded because of traitorous wretches. “I know, I should not be in this room with you anyway Princess. I would like to keep you company for as long as you can bear being by my side.” He gave a small smile, blushing a bit deeper. He had premission to leave when he wanted, that didn’t mean he actually wanted to.

Vegeta closed her eyes and sighed, “I’m not going to argue with you about this. I am weaker now, I am different now. I don’t know why I changed, but I did. I didn’t want this, I didn’t want this body, I didn’t want this guilt. I hate what I have become.” She usually doesn’t complain about herself like this. She wants as little people as possible to know her most inner flaws. All she wanted was to feel the pride she once felt. 

She smiled and wrapped her arms around Cinnaks neck, “I shouldn’t be making you hear all of this nonsense. I think the real question is how long you can bear me.” She gave him a quick kiss on the lips before she moved her hands around his waist.  She laid her head on his shoulder and snuggled close to his neck. “I really shouldn’t complain if I am lucky enough to have you.” 

albino-saiyan:

He gaped at her, did she honestly just admit to that? He couldn’t believe it, lose her pride as a Saiyan? That just wouldn’t do, she was the strongest woman in the universe! No one could counter such a goddess? He bit his lip, she was a goddess, a great body, unmatchable strength. That was certainly the best he could ask for in a friend let alone… mate. Even that Kakarot was more powerful than he, and she, probably even them combined! 

“But you’re of royal blood and descent! You can’t just let the title fall to your feet!” He tried to defend his best trying not to sound like her better or like he knew more about this type of topic. “You are a Princess Vegeta. You’re the most efficient warrior I’ve seen during my travels across the galaxy.” He brought his hands to hers, touching them out of turn, blushing and bringing the two small hands to his lips to kiss. “I don’t ever want to hear you giving up, never ever.” He’d help he rebuild her pride, re-spark her honor, and make her want to be the most powerful and now beautiful creature in all of space.

Sure, she was still strong. She was determined she wouldn’t lose her strength when her gender changed. Yet, she wasn’t the prince anymore. She wasn’t the once prideful Saiyan that she use to be. Her father told her that he was proud of his son, the prince. He would be ashamed of what she became. She has gotten use to being a female, but she still missed being a male. People don’t take her as serious now, she doesn’t seem like a true threat. She hated herself, she never felt like this when she was a male. She wanted to be the prince again, not the damsel in distress princess.

“I know, I’m the last of the royal blood…it’s pathetic. The Saiyan race is going to die with me, and what did I do to help it? Nothing.” She smiled at Cinnak and squeezed his hands softly. “Thank you,” she spoke softly. She gently kissed him on the cheek. “You deserve to be more than just a guard. You know, I’m not forcing you to be here. You may leave whenever you wish to.” She wanted him to stay, but more than anything she wanted him to be happy. Even as a child, she noticed that a lot of guards hated their duties. She didn’t want Cinnak to feel this way too.  

albino-saiyan:

She wasn’t serious, was she? Ban him from the planet? After how long it took him to get here? Well it was for seeking revenge on Turles, but he was dead now, but really could she? All she had to was ask him to leave and he would, he was loyal beyond anything else. If she never wanted to see him again he’d go deep into space and never return. Her word meant everything to him, as it rightfully should.

“Tease you? Princess Vegeta, you are not a Saiyan lady,” He stopped for a fraction of a second, what was he going to say after that? He couldn’t remember, well not entirely, “you’re Saiyan royalty, you don’t need to heed the orders for lesser ranking individuals.” 

He lead her to the living room, but second guessed himself and turned, to the stairwell, which lead to the bedrooms and other private quarters of the Brief family that lived here. This one was his room, it was so ordinary, he really didn’t want to show her his, so he walked to the other end of the hallway to her room, “Is this private enough for you mistress?”

She sighed and put a hand on her hip, “I don’t know why you are so hung up on my royal status. I am just like you. I don’t even have the pride I use to have, I can hardly consider myself Saiyan Royalty anymore.” She didn’t know why it was so important that she was the princess to an almost extinct race. She wasn’t even a prince anymore, that use to be the most important thing to her. Now, she was just glad that most of the Saiyan race did’t have to see her like this. 

She followed him into the bedroom. “Yes, I don’t thing you could get any more private.” She gave him a slight smile as she sat on the bed. She avoided his eyes, she was nervous since she has never been in a room alone like this. Her face grew red from just thinking about looking at him. She bit her lower lip nervously as her tail sway behind her. 

albino-saiyan:

“I like spoiling you,” this felt somewhat familiar, like he had said it before. Or at least in his head he had. “I meant like a couch or bed, something where we can be spread out.” He said with a blush now realizing how perverted it sounded. Cinnak chewed the inside of his lip, “I just tried to picture something that would look good on you, and would be simple.” It was just the easiest to take being on the outer-most shelf.

“You shouldn’t eat like that then, maybe you should try and eat like a normal Saiyan would?” He scoffed, humans and their sad classifications, princesses weren’t all good, nor were they all beautiful. Vegeta was an exception to the latter rule, she was gorgeous. “You’re a Saiyan, not a lady, well I guess a Saiyan-lady, but whatever the case I’m not gonna tease you for eating normally.

Cinnak managed to sit up, and didn’t try to shuffle out from underneath her. He didn’t want to be rude and move her, he’d let her get up when she wanted. 

She chuckled at his red face. She wondered if he had something more in mind. “Sure, we can go somewhere more comfortable.” She raised an eyebrow at him to question his intentions. She couldn’t help but to smile when she looked at him. He makes her more happy than the honor of being royalty ever has. Does he know about all the people she’s killed? Surely, he does, he is a Saiyan after all. She has never felt bad for killing anyone, and she would do it again. Especially to protect Cinnak, she would do anything for him.

She sighed and playfully pouted. “Fine, I’ll eat like a Saiyan lady.” She grabbed her fork and jabbed at a chuck of meat. She sat of very straight and stuck out her pinky finger. She shoved the food into her mouth and ate it very quickly. She dabbed her mouth with a napkin. She smiled at Cinnak, “And that is how a Saiyan-lady eats.” She looked at him with a smug look, “If you tease me about how perfectly I eat, I will ban you from this planet.” She stuck her tongue out at him.

She stood up too and grabbed his hand. “You lead the way.” She laid her head on his shoulder and smiled.

albino-saiyan:

The ginger Saiyan chuckled, was she always like this? Or just when he was around her? Either way it was pretty cute to him. He leaned his head down against hers, “I do spoil you, but it’s only with the best intentions.” Just to make her want only what he could give, at least that’s what he hoped, he’d been betrayed one too many times. Turles would never be seen the same in Cinnak’s emerald eyes. 

He pulled another chair with his foot to his right closer to them, he had this one at a different angle so he could lean a bit. He wanted to be a bit more comfortable, “M’lady? What would you say to eat somewhere else? It’s very confined in these humanoid chairs, maybe someplace softer and widespread?” He gave her a little smile, taking in her scent with every passing breath. 

His arm lifted, reaching some silverware and taking a chunk of meat that rivaled the one she’d eaten. He stuffed it in his mouth as fast as possible and chewed it with gusto. She didn’t have to be so formal if he didn’t.

She nuzzled close to him. “You make me for like a princess.” She smiled at him, but her smiled quickly turned into a glare. “I mean like the princesses from the movies…with the dresses and handsome princes, not a Saiyan princess.” She moved hand over his heart to feel it’s rhythm. “I like being spoiled by you.” She softly ran her fingers across his chest. He was so strong, of course, he was a Saiyan after all. She knew she was stronger than him but she wished she looked more feminine.

Her face turned red, “Of course, we can go somewhere more comfortable. I don’t need to eat anymore, I’ll gain weight from all the food you cook.” She wiped her mouth with her coat sleeve, then she rubbed the fur on Cinnak’s cheek. “Isn’t it soft?” She smiled as she snuggled the coat. “You have good taste in coats, any other male would have picked something cheap and hideous.” 

She straightened her back and sat more properly. She raised an eyebrow and gave a slight grin to Cinnak. She slowly cut the food and got off a small piece. She raised the fork to her mouth with a pinky out. She chewed it slowly and crossed her legs. “That’s how ladies eat.” She chuckled and ate another big chunk of meat. 

albino-saiyan:

She wasn’t happy with him whenever he moved, even if just trying to get comfortable. He just didn’t know how to work these things! He bit his lower lip, sniffing the wine a little before taking a quick sip, an indirect kiss. He felt so powerful from that, jut from thinking that her lips were right there moments ago.  His chest was heaving, he was just trying not to pass out from stress, but it wasn’t easy. Not at all.

Cinnak grumbled something about her being spoiled in as much of a teasing and playful manner as he could as he scooted closer to her again. their tails though wrapped around their own waists were touching, it was giving him goosebumps, and those countless bumps made his tailhair stand on end. “I like you too Vegeta.” He didn’t want to beat around the bush, being honest was the best aspect to him.

“Would you like more to eat before it gets cold, or more to drink? It’s getting a little late anyway.” Catching up for today had been good, just as it had been the past month that he’d found her again. His arm wrapped around her waist, his face just as dark of a red as his hair still, he was supposed to be the alpha, the dominant. Well maybe not in this case. Not with the Princess at least.

She was afraid of getting hurt. She’s never felt like this, she can’t control her emotions about him. A Saiyan must train their bodies along with their minds. They must be able to control everything about themselves, including their emotions. A true Saiyan wouldn’t be in this situation, a true Saiyan wouldn’t be scared or nervous. She’s not a true Saiyan, she doesn’t have the honor, the pride that she use to. She knew that her would self who find her to be a disgrace, and she did too. 

She gave him a playful, yet intimidating, glare, “You’re the one spoiling me,” Vegeta mumbled as she nodded toward the food. She burrowed into his arm as he moved closer. She put her hand on his chest and looked up at him. “I trust you.” She wasn’t a very trusting person. Her father has always taught her not to believe people, they will hurt you as soon as you turn your back. Of course, he wasn’t talking about feelings. 

“I could always eat more,” She smiled at him. She stab a piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth. She glanced at him and immediately covered her mouth. She swallowed the food quickly as her face turned red. She slowly cut a smaller piece and chewed it calmly. She tried to use more manners, but she was used to eating alone. She had to be more ‘lady-like’ now.

albino-saiyan:

All he could do was try to focus on his breathing. Even that started to escalate once her tail touched his. Of course his retaliated, by reaching out and wrapping around hers. “I am, really happy too m’lady.” That was so true he almost had his heart pump out of his chest because of the admittance. 

They were two of the last full blooded Saiyans, and he cared for her so deeply he’d lie his life on the line for her. Not just because she was the last female saiyan, or because she was the princess and he was supposed to do it, but because he loved her. Didn’t he? He was doing all of this without a thought of her doing anything for him in return. 

Cinnak turned his head slightly, seeing her smile, he didn’t know what really happened next. It didn’t exactly happen slowly, but he leaned down, and pressed his lips to the smiling set of hers. He could smell the wine on her breath, he could taste it too, it was strong, but her scent and flavor was much stronger. “I-! Sorry!” His tail rewrapped around his waist and he looked back at the table before she could hit him, he’d rather not be making eye contact when she did.

She closed her eyes and gently kissed him back. She could believe this was happening. She wanted to stay like this forever. She tilted her head in confusion as he pulled back. “What’s wrong with you?” She asked coldly. She couldn’t tell if he was just nervous or he didn’t want…her. She wrapped her tail around her waist as well, she must have done something wrong. 

Did he like her or not? She sighed and watched Cinnak out of the corner of her eye. Why are guys so confusing? She knew she wanted him, it was so clear that she likes him. She didn’t want this to end, he made her happy. She stood up, “I-I,” she cleared her throat and swallowed hard, “I like you.” She tried to talk confidently, like a true princess, but she was more quiet. It sounded more like a question than a confession. She sat back down and avoided his eyes.

She was blushing very brightly. She bit her bottom lip nervously. ‘Damn males, making a female tell her feelings.’ She thought as she rested her chin in her palm. She tried not to smile at him, she just needed to keep a serious face. He peeked at him again and bit her lip more. 

albino-saiyan:

His entire body clenched, she had just kissed his cheek. Why? Well why not?! It now felt like the whole of Cinnak’s life resided on the fact that he was now a horrible rule-breaker. These rules were once sacred, but now not really, who was there to enforce them? He didn’t have the authority, and she was breaking rules just the same. His hand felt hot, like he was charging for an energy attack, but instead of trying to slip out of her hand’s hold he squeezed the woman’s small appendage. 

“Vegeta? Do you, uh- like me?” He couldn’t look at her, he felt as though something would happen, like his blush getting worse out of sheer embarrassment. “Do you think we could, I don’t know, -uh, be-” he mouthed the word ‘together’ glancing at her only through the corner of his eyes.

“Cause I kinda like you m’lady, and if you’ll-uh, have me. Then we could be.” He fidgeted slowly, trying not to be too focused on the food or the drink on the table, but instead looking at how their hands touched and held each other. He could only wonder what their bodies would look like holding each other. He had to stop that thought because it was less than clean.

She sat quietly as she squeezed his hand back. Her face was burning red, she looked down at her lap, hoping he wouldn’t notice. “I, I don’t know.” She spoke quietly, “I like being with you and I am happier when you are with me.” She’s never had a serious relationship, it made her nervous. She hid her face in his shoulder, she made her tail lightly touch his, just so he knows she is interested. 

She imagined them being together, then he would have to be around her more. She smiled and lifted up her head. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. She stared at him for a moment, as her expression became sour. She couldn’t think of anything to say. She brought up his hand and kissed it. She wasn’t good with words, she usually yells when a situation gets tense but she felt like this isn’t the right time. 

Her smile continued to grow, she couldn’t believe he actually likes her. She decided this was it, she was going to die from happiness. She has never felt so much joy in her life. Her heart was racing, she chewed on the inside of her cheek. She love this feeling so much. 

albino-saiyan:

She was touching him, he would’ve screamed to the priests on Vegeta out of pure joy! If they were still alive, or if Vegeta was still intact. That certainly wasn’t the case, but he wasn’t forcing her to do this, he doubted with her stubborn attitude and incredible strength he doubted he could get her to tie her shoes against her will. 

“Vegeta, it’s supposed to be a like a strong juice, I’d guess for adults.” He brought it to his lips, it smelled strong, if his face wasn’t as red as his hair already then surely it would’ve been now. He snuggled closer to her, scooting their chairs so the wood was against the base of the other’s seat. 

“Would you like to taste it first m’lady?” His tail brushed against hers and he just about jumped out of his seat, tails were sensitive. “Sorry, I won’t do that again.” His tail went a little limp, still lightly swaying but it was touching the cold floor. With his free hand Cinnak took a fork full of food and stuffed his face, so he wouldn’t say anything, he had just thought about kissing her. This would suffice in stopping him from doing just that.

She took a sip of the drink, it was strong and bitter. She smiled and licked her lips quickly. “It’s a strange taste, but good.” She blushed as he pushed the chairs closer. ‘I might as well be sitting on his lap,’ she chuckled at her own thoughts. She tried to hide her red face behind her bangs. She wrapped her arm around his and grabbed his hand. She enjoyed his feeling of closeness, she felt so happy. 

She jumped when she felt something touch her tail. She quickly wrapped it around her waist instinctively. After she realized it was him, she relaxed. Her tail loosened and began to sway behind her again. She smiled as she watched him eat so nervously. She sat up in her chair and leaned close to his cheek. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. She sat back down in her seat and took another sip of her drink, acting as if nothing happened.

She could believe she just did that, nor did she understand why. He is so sweet, he can’t just be doing this because she’s the princess, right? She tried to shove that thought out of her mind. He cares about her just like she cares about him. She became more worried, as she usually did if something good happened. She bit her lip and looked down at her hands.