DBZ X-Readers, Vol. 2

Yandere!Frieza x Reader Pt. 5 'Raoul'

  January passed in a flurry of secret meetings that you soon began to look forward to. You often tried to take control in one way or another, but Frieza wasn't allowing it--though he seemed to enjoy when you fought him, and as a result it all went well anyway. You were very content with his company, and it was often a joke between the two of you that he had ruined you for other men. You agreed, because after getting so used to the foreplay, to the teasing, and so many other little things...you weren't sure you could settle for the rough-and-tumble just-go-for-it style of lovemaking that other saiyans preferred.

But then came the end of the season, and you mentally lamented the fact after the two of you'd finished up. This time it had been your chambers, late enough in the evening that you weren't disturbed. More than once you wondered why he didn't seem to mind the sneaking around, but every time you started to ask he seemed to choose that exact moment to shut you up...

"I still can hardly believe your interest lasted this long," you said, stretching briefly before curling back up to him. "Not to say that I didn't enjoy it...because I did."

"It was difficult to tell from the lack of noise."

"Did you expect me to be screaming your name in the palace where any number of people could--?"

You stopped mid-sentence as he rolled back atop you and placed both hands (gently) around your neck. "If I had wanted you to, you would have."

"Is that a challenge?"

He only smirked at you.

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*King Vegeta's POV*

This morning I had a conference with Frieza and some of the higher-ranking elites and for once (y/n) had actually attended. She tends to shirk any meetings she possibly can, but...

I'm not sure why this even crossed my mind to start with. Likely as not, it's nothing, but...

At one point I turned to look at him and followed his errant gaze...straight to (y/n). What had she done now, I wondered? But then I thought, if she'd done something, I'd have heard about it. I dismissed it, but later on in the conference I caught him looking at her again, this time with a more...intent...look on his face. That smirk that he gets when he's talked about having won some system or the other that was giving him trouble; he was wearing that expression. Then I looked quickly back at her, and...

...she was giving him the same look back.

Has she...? No, no, she couldn't possibly be that foolish. I'll have to give it more thought after this is over. After all, simply talking to her and warning her away from him would do no good, if anything it would push her more towards him...

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*Your POV*

A day or so later, Frieza'd left. No doubt to take care of some other planets, or whatever else he had to do. You heard the news that his ship had left with, oddly, some regret...but then, you figured, at least you'd enjoyed the time that you'd had with him. It was over, but you were satisfied with it anyway. It'd be hard to get used to saiyan men again, though...

Your brother the King had insisted you have the midday meal with him, and you'd sat down to it, puzzled at the lack of other elites in the room.

"(Y/n)," he said, "I'm sure you understand that this is not merely to enjoy your company. I've actually got to talk to you about something."

"Yeah?" you asked, "What's that?"

"I think it's time you act your age."

"What? I act my age plenty," you replied, laughing, "What, has someone been gossiping about me?"