Yamcha X Frieza

chapter 2

Yamcha lied on the bed in a daze as Frieza lied on top of him, almost as if protecting him from Bulma and Vegeta. Vegeta was immediately against the idea, after laughing his ass off, but Yamcha didn't feel threatened by the murderer on top of him. No he felt comfortable, safe if you will, to be cuddling this world killer. His senses soon started up again so he could hear the conversation. "He's mine Vegeta. He has mated with me, by my species rules he is now mine." Frieza said almost smugly. "I don't care! You can't just take Yamcha like he's your personal slut!" Vegeta growled and Frieza chuckled. "Stupid monkey. When my people mate we mate for life. The one you call Yamcha is a beautiful creature, one I intend to keep. If you try to take him from me, lure him from me, hurt or kill him I will see it as a violation to our treaty and destroy this world and every living thing on it." His voice was like stone when he spoke to Vegeta, unlike it is for Yamcha, like he was stabbing a blade into Vegeta with every word he spoke. It was most definitely one of taunting knowing Vegeta couldn't do a thing about it. Vegeta left the room carrying his wife with him. Yamcha watched in shock hearing Vegeta mumbling some curses in his native tongue.

He looked up at the tyrant, his smug smirk turning into a gentle smile as he grabbed a guest towel before drying Yamcha off like a midwife with a newborn infant. "Don't be afraid my adorable human, you are now the mate of Lord Frieza. Ruler of your universe." He cooed gently stroking Yamcha's thick hair, his fingers gliding through it like the knots and split ends didn't exist. "You're very interesting amongst your piers. You're much stronger than a majority of your species could ever possibly dream to reach yet you waste it on children's games." "Oh baseball? W-well I'm good at it so why not play?" Yamcha says nervously before feeling Frieza's tail wrapped around his wrist. The tyrant nuzzled his chest listening to his heart beat. "It's like listening to a small war drum." He cooed softly and eventually fell asleep in his arms. Yamcha smiled softly and petted his head. "Heh, you're not as bad as everyone says."

~The next day ~

Yamcha had woken up early like he usually did. He looked around for his phone as he was finally out of his dazed state. "Huh.....where is my phone? It should have been in my pocket...." he mumbled to himself before feeling Frieza's tail wrap around his waist. "What are you doing darling?" "Shit you scared me Frieza. I'm just looking for my phone." "Phone?" "Oh it's um....it's a small rectangular device...." Yamcha says nervously as Frieza kissed his cheek. "I'm sure you don't need it Yamcha. I'm all you need, forever." Frieza cooed in his ear as Yamcha calmed down not questioning why he wasn't trying to fight him. "Yes.....i don't need anyone but you."