Oh Fuck Me-

Chapter 3: Estrus

*SEX SCENE, skip if you don't wanna read it won't impact your reading experience if you don't like reading these*

Your vision was blurry, a wave of pain washing over you, your heats were never usually this bad. The heat radiating off of you was too much, you needed someone—anyone—before you were able to ride them out with just your fingers. Now not even your hands could sate your desires, tears pooled in the corners of your eyes. A flinch racked through your body at the touch of another, your bleary eyes raised to meet a pair of deep green eyes.

"Wat's wrong?" Jeice's voice was soft, as he gently caressed your arm.

You pressed into the touch, wanting more of the addicting feeling. His brows pinched in understanding, it was common knowledge that Lagus had heats. Times when they became so fertile that all they wanted was to be fucked senseless.

Jeice made a face, "I should get the bloody captayyn."

As soon as his hands left your sides, another wave of agony washed over your form. Panic streaked across his face as he quickly embraced you, his body curling around yours.

"Please..." You begged, pawing at his spandex-covered chest, "Help...me..."

Jeice took one last look at the door before sighing, "Fine but I'm usin' a franger."

He pulled off his shoes and took out a condom, you were not going to ask why he had one. Setting the wrapper beside you he quickly shimmied out of his uniform, you watch with bated breath. The rippling of his muscles as he moved only served to turn you on more. Languidly you fumbled with your clothes, body not listening to your commands.

Jeice grabbed your scrambling hands, making you pause; he grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it up over your head. He held your wrists in place above you with one of his hands; the other hand was placed firmly on your waist. Leaning down he swallowed your nipple into his mouth; the breath rushed from your lungs. Jeice's tongue encircled your perked nipple, a moan escaped your open maw. You felt him smirk against your chest, your tail wound around his thigh. He kept playing with your nipples for what felt like hours, you writhed under his tongue, grasping desperately at the hand that held you in place. A broken whine slipped from your mouth as he drew away from your chest.

"Ya'ah good as gold bynny," Jeice murmured breathlessly.

His free hand drifted down, sliding down your shorts and underwear. The air was cool against your damp core, you whimpered at the sensation. Jeice presses a kiss to your lips, gently biting at your bottom lip.

He pulled back, "Is this okay, bynny?"

"Yes," You exhaled, moving to meet his lips.

Two of his digits plunged into you, back arched to get more of his addicting touch. Jeice started slowly, pumping into your wetness in time with his kisses; his fingers alone were making a knot form in your stomach. Scissoring his hands, stretching your core, he pulled them out. He kissed down the complaint on your puffy lips; grabbing the condom at your side.

His cock was already hard, he gave it a few pumps for good measure before slipping the condom on. You puffed up your cheeks in annoyance, deep down you wanted him to fill you full of kits.

"I'm not gettin' ya fahkin' pregnant bynny; Ginyu would av my head," Jeice exclaimed, noticing the look on your face.

"Fine," You mumbled, easing up on your annoyance, you would be pregnant soon enough anyway. It was only a matter of time after all.

In one motion Jeice slid into you, eliciting a startled gasp from your throat. His hands held your hips as he rocked back and forth; you clawed at the bedsheets below you.

"Fuhk ya beaut," He moaned, pressing his weight against you, pinning you to the mattress.

A breathy whine broke from your mouth, hands shifting to grab fistfuls of his snowy locks. Jeice grunted as he bit down on your shoulder, drawing light trails of blood. Breathless you threw your head back against the mattress, loving how his body felt against yours. This was a hundred times better than riding out your heat with your hands.

It felt like hours had gone by in a heated haze, your bodies pressing together in tandem. Like there was no one else in the universe but you and Jiece, everything was perfect. Jeice was going to be in so much trouble, neither of you could care less at that moment—still riding off the post-sex euphoria

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Burter raised a brow as Jeice came stumbling out of the Lagus' room, in a haphazardly put-on uniform. "I see you were getting a little frisky with the Lagus—Captain ain't gonna be happy~"

"I'll take your bathroom cleaning for a week," Jeice pleaded, "Just don't tell Captain."

"Mmm, I'll have to think about it~"

"Please!"

So much for a "ride or die" best friend.

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Ginyu was a little suspicious about how fervently Jeice was taking to cleaning the bathrooms. He was not going to comment though—it had been a while since Jeice was so passionate about something other than work. Ginyu was happy that his right-hand man was taking some time to do things that made him happy. However, cleaning bathrooms was a strange hobby.