DBZ X-Readers

Frieza x Reader Pt. 14 'Porcelain Vow' (LEMON)

Frieza, true to what his father had said, showed up a day later. You were glad that his visit didn't last long, though. He simply stayed long enough to be certain that Algid and Kuriza were safe--barely even acknowledging your presence before leaving once again.

Bitterly, you thought that if this kept up, perhaps you would be lucky enough to stay a mere nanny, that he might drop you entirely. It was the best you could hope for right now, to be honest.

You thought back to what your father had said, and felt a rising shame that you'd fallen so far. It had seemed like such a trifling thing, getting involved with Frieza. Nothing more than being his blanket, nothing more than a bit of fun. You'd been perfectly happy to submit to his whims, quite satisfied with the dominant way he handled things whenever you'd had a night together. And now, the thought went on, look what it's gotten you saddled with. No fighting, which meant a weaker power level overall; a baby, which meant a strong emotional attachment and inability to leave due to knowing so little of a growing changeling's needs; and, finally, a crushing sense of guilt, which meant that you were reminded daily of having spent the night of your planet's doom in the bed of the man responsible.

You were stuck.

Completely, one hundred percent stuck.

You couldn't help thinking that you were getting exactly what you deserved.

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*Frieza's POV*

"Father. I'm hoping this isn't an attempt to get me to lower my guard. False alarms are not something I take lightly."

"The situation has been handled, son. I will not be attempting to have either of them killed again."

I paused and looked suspiciously at him. "And what do you mean by that?"

"Just what I said. It's been taken care of. You should be happy; I've decided to stop bothering you about it. She's very loyal, isn't she?"

"Of...course." I stopped again. There was no way he could be this stupid--this kind of a feint was too simplistic, too easy to see through. A single visit without any incidents could not mean that he had no intentions of having her killed. What, then, could it mean? "And when did you come to that conclusion?"

"After speaking with her. Quite an obedient little thing, I would say. Too much so."

"Father, if you put one hand on her--"

"Please," King Cold said, laughing, "I wouldn't dream of such a thing. In any case she's far too short for my taste. No, I simply had a conversation with her. That's all."

I know you're lying to me, father, but...how, that's the question.

"Are you really so attached to her? You honestly thought I'd try to steal her away from you?"

"I couldn't care less about her," I replied, "She is merely the vessel to bear a sibling for Kuriza, nothing more."

"You have put yourself in a delicate situation, however, if you'll allow me to advise you on that."

"In what way? I know how to handle one woman."

"One woman," King Cold said, laughing, "The last female of her race, a race you obliterated. Have you asked yourself what you would do if she found out?"

"There is no one left whom she has access to that would tell her. I am not an idiot, no matter what Cooler might say."

"She could access the information on her own. Gossip is a powerful thing. You really do need to be more attentive to that matter, or...something might get through. Now, I have a lot to do. It was nice talking, son, we really should do it more often."