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Freeza slowly climbed up the stairs, hand gripping the railing a bit to tightly.
He couldn't believe what he was about to do.. not like he really had a choice unfortunately.
He couldn't stay there, and he couldn't stay like this..
he had to do it.
//
40 minutes ago,
Right after reading the dreaded answer from the book and throwing it across the basement who had started it all in a fit of frustration, Freeza had started to search desperately for the dragon radar in the house.
because there was no way in hell he was doing this! There had to be another way!
And.. well, he supposed that in his agitated state he had made a bit more noise than he had thought, ( definitively because of this graceless body of course,)
because not five minutes into his search and he already had company.
The damn woman..
She looked at him, arms crossed with a knowing look in her eyes.
It annoyed him.
'' are you looking for something in particular? ''
'' no..''
she tilted her head slightly at the oblivious lie, her lips curling upward for a bref moment.
'' if you are looking for the dragon radar, you're loosing your time. Tien hid it so a certain space emperor couldn't find it, even i Don't know where it is right now..''
Freeza could barely hide his disappointment and frustration at the news. He looked away clenching his fist and Bulma took a moment to observe him before continuing.
'' I suppose that you read my notes..''
Caught off guard, the tyrant turned back to her, already formulating an answer but Bulma quickly added,
''relax, It's fine, if i wanted you to never find them, i would have hidden them better..''
Freeza blinked at her , a bit confused and she sighed before turning around,
'' ..Just.. do what you have to do.. and leave this place. I won't tell anyone about what happened tonight if you go without causing trouble..''
Still a bit perplex and cautious he replied, eyes narrowed.
'' Why help me thinking i would leave nicely? hum?''
She smiled a little,
'' oh, I just know you will, ''
He scoffed, brushing some hair out of his face,
'' aren't you scared i'll hurt your little friend?''
'' it's your body so.. no. And.. I know that Yamcha is lying to himself. He isn't fine with all of this! I don't want to set you free but i don't want Yamcha to be miserable for the rest of his life.. so.. you know..''
Freeza didn’t say anything and she sighed again before finally turning back to look at her friend old body. It’s funny how the subtle change in posture and facial expressions could change someone so much.
Bulma snap out of her observation by shaking her head slightly, crossing her arms again she continued,
''..Or.. you could stay here in this body forever if you don't have the guts to do it. I understand that it's not a simple decision for someone like you..''
now it was the emperor’s turn to cross his arms,
'' tsk.. like i'll let something so small stop me from getting out of here..''
She smiled again, a bit more mocking this time.
'' well then, good luck,''
she started to walk away before being stopped by the tyrant's voice,
'' ho by the way..''
she turned back slightly, and Freeza continued,
'' Your.. 'husband' tried to turn me into a bag of broken bones while all of you were gone doing whatever.. now I think that this is not a very nice thing to do to your little friend’s body, wouldn’t you agree? ''
She stayed silent for a moment a unreadable expression on her face.
'' ho i see, i'll take care of it..''
she finally left the room, the last words hanging in the air with a slight mocking tone to them.
'' good night..''
//
And now there he was, standing in front of the door of his room, the key to liberty barely a few step away. But now that he was face to face with what he had to do.. He found it exceptionally hard to bring himself to open the door. It was clearly the worst case scenario to this situation.. what a joke..
Just thinking about it was.. Hurg..
Memories from the forest made their way back into his thoughts, making him shake his head vigorously, long strand of black hair falling yet again in front of his vision to his annoyance.
Alright, this was fine, it didn't count, he wouldn't.. feel anything from the other point of view.. anyway.. yea.
Plus he could ( and will ) just drink for a good while back on his ship and the last few hours spent in this useless body would seem like a strange and unpleasant dream- no, even better, the ENTIRE time he spent here would be nothing more than a distasteful joke from his mind.
A bit more motivated by the prospect of drinking himself into forgetting everything once back on his ship, He opened the door chest puffed out, determination in his eyes, only to close it immediately after getting a glimpse of his old sleeping body tucked into bed and sleeping peacefully.
You know what, perhaps he should have that drink a bit sooner than anticipated..
//
After finding where the wine was hidden in this god forsaken house and drinking a glass or two, ( a lot less then usual since this body appeared to be a lightweight..tsk) He had finally made his way back up to the room with a step a bit shakier than the first time.
This time he didn't give himself the privilege to think, entering and closing the door immediately behind him, forcing himself to go through with his plan.
after scanning the shadows for any ball of blue fur that was thankfully absent, He dragged his feet towards the bed, slowly. Now his apprehension and doubt were really twisting his inside, which was unpleasant and foreign.
Would it be better if he woke him up now? well.. of course he would wake up anyway.. but he really didn't feel like.. explaining this.
the woman had assured him that Yamcha probably wanted to go back inside his body too.. so he should be fine with this..right?
with a big sigh of resignation, Freeza delicately pealed off the covers from the sleeping man, dragging a hesitant hand on the white hips.
already aware of where to press to..awaken another heat, he slipped his hand between his thighs with a slight grimace.
This time the progression should be much faster since the body didn't get what it wanted.. last time.
Deciding he would make this fast, he pressed hard onto the spot and Yamcha's eyes snapped opened, body arching in surprise at the sudden electric shock. Not the most peaceful awakening.
He turned his head left and right a bit confused until he focused his vision on the culprit standing next to him, who proceeded to flop onto him like a giant pancake with arms that held him tightly in a stiff embrace.
Freeza inhaled the sweet smelling scent coming from his former skin. hopefully the wine mixed with the the ' perfume' would be enough to cloud his senses completely..
either from shock or confusion, Yamcha didn't say anything, which suited him just fine. Unfortunately this didn't last as he was gently pushed away to face the confused looking ex fighter who's heartbeat had already started to quicken.
'' w..did..did you just..''
Hurg, the last thing he wanted right now was to hear himself speak. Ignoring the man beneath him, he placed his face back down into the crook of his neck, enjoying for a moment the coldness of his skin that he missed so dearly..
He stayed like that for a moment, unsure on how to proceed or initiate.. maybe he should.. just start with what they did in the forest.
He could feel his face burning with embarrassment at the mere thought of it.
Deciding that this was getting to weird for him, Yamcha finally reacted, by flicking the tyrant on the side of the head.
'' OW! G-''
Freeza immediately sat up cursing a bit more while holding his head, glaring at Yamcha who was already violet in the face and breathing hard, ( well, he was right, it did go faster this time..)
'' okay, you have 5 second to explain yourself, because what the hell. ''
a well, he suppose that he'll have to have a small discussion after all,
''You want your body back too right?''
Yamcha immediately looked more puzzled than agitated.
'' wha? What does this have to do with this? ''
'' Would you believe me if I told you that I found a way for us to turn back..and this was it?''
''hum..no?''
'' well it is.''
Yamcha made a face.
'' are you drunk?''
Freeza sighed, frustration and desperation clear in his voice,
'' listen, you want to turn back or stay like this?? ''
still looking a bit surprised and confused, Yamcha stumbled on his words,
'' I..I can't let you go back ! and you know that! You're going to blow everything to kingdom come as soon as you're back to normal!''
The tyrant closed his eyes and took a long breath,
'' alright, i'll make you a promise..''
Yamcha raised an eyebrow,
'' a promise?''
'' yes, i won't bother.. or kill anyone on this stupid rock for.. a little while once I'm back to normal.. I'll just leave without doing anything,''
''and how do I know i can trust you?''
'' You just have to take my words for it.. beside i really just want to leave at this point.. this has been a horrendous experience. ''
The ex fighter narrowed his eyes slightly, looking unsure,
'' hm..''
'' so.. do we have a deal?''
Yamcha hesitated, looking deep into his old eyes that had lost all their warmth ever since the tyrant had been in charge of them.
This would be a terrible decision right? For once in his life he was on everyone's level, he could actually stand next to them! Was he really going to give that up?
He looked at the rest of his old face, tracing the scares with his eyes.
He just felt..so homesick in this body..
everything was so cold..
He caressed the tyrant face slightly, He could feel his mind getting cloudy , but weirdly enough, this mist only made his answer clearer..
He didn't have to do this.. Bulma was right, it was his decision and he wanted to be himself again.
now.
He narrowed his eyes and held the other's face tighter as he felt desire rise within him.
fuck it.
Yamcha quickly pulled the other's face down to his, locking their lips in a agressive open mouth kiss. It took a few seconds for the tyrant to respond to it, a bit surprised by the sudden action,
After a few second of this, they pulled away, breath still mixing together,
' I can't believe i'm doing this.. with you of all people..''
Freeza had a bitter laugh,
'' well.. were two then..''
Yam winced slightly at the cramps that were already starting, ho not this crap again..
He looked a bit uncertain for a slight moment.
'' hum..Do you know how..to do it?''
Freeza snorted a bit,
'' It can't be this complicated from what i have seen..''
'' and hum..are you sure were compatible?''
'' well, we'll just have to find out, now please stop talking..''
With only slight hesitation, Freeza placed his hand back to a familiar spot, making the ex fighter breathing faltered as he wrapped his arms around the other's neck and spread legs a little.
It didn't take long for the slit to open , allowing Freeza to slip his fingers in,
Yamcha answered by holding him tighter, trying to supress a shiver,
'' hey, it would be nice if you avoid breaking my neck in the middle of it..''
the ex fighter gave a shaky apologie as he hid his face on the other's shoulder.
freeza rolled his eyes before closing them and focusing on the scent once again, it's crazy how it made this distasteful task so much more tolerable.
He could feel every little tremor of the other's body under him, every shaky breath against his skin,
Yamcha let out a little whine of frustration as he slowly started to rock back and forth sending little foreign electric shook to a certain area that made Freeza’s eyes widened. He could.. feel something.. growing? well that was a strange sensation.. not unpleasant to his dismay.
He let out an embarrassing yelp of surprise when the ex fighter's hand made it's way into his boxer's, the cool hand felt heavenly on him, ho perhaps.. this wasn't so bad..
He bit his lips supressing a moan, He could feel something inside of him.. like a ball of desire.. spreading like lava in his guts.
He pressed his lips on the other's cold neck groaning in frustration. He wanted more.
he licked and sucked at the skin, making the ex fighter tremble some more. He finally took out his fingers from between the shivering thighs. they were completely soaked, funnily enough, they smelled wonderful.
Freeza pressed a bit harder on the other's hips with his own, dragging his lips all the way up to the ex fighter's ear, licking it slightly, voice coming out in a whisper,
'' Do you want more you little whore?''
Yamcha sealed his eyes shut, purple with embarrassment, and with a little shaky nod he spread is legs a bit further.
Mh, that wouldn’t do it unfortunately...
'' what was that now? i don't think I heard you..''
with a small groan of frustration, yamcha finally squeaked out an answer,
'' please..''
satisfied, the tyrant placed a small kiss at the corner of Yamcha’s lips before slowly removing his boxer,
He felt the tip of member kiss the other's entrance and the ex fighter let out a little needy moan of encouragement.
Freeza felt the burning desire inside of him grow even stronger, he felt like slamming into the ex fighter over and over until the other throat was dry from screaming. Yes, how wonderful it would be to see bruises blossom on his perfect skin.. on his hips and thighs.. all made by his hands and lips
With a small groan, he grabbed the ex fighter hips firmly plunging into him wit no warning,
Yamcha let out a strangled yelp of surprise, eyes wide open.
Freeza eyes were also blown open, feeling the extremely tight pressure around him, the walls were soft and clenching slightly on him, he chuckled a bit. He hadn't managed to go all the way in but this felt amazing.. incredible even..
maybe he was a little to big for his body..
but that only aroused him more..
grabbing the ex fighter legs and bringing them higher for better access, he began a series of small but strong thrust to get all the way in,
Yamcha hissed slightly, nails digging into the tyrant's back,
'' a.a ow..ca..carful..''
He pleaded quietly, voice shaking,
oh how this tone of voice turned him on..
Feeling the body beneath him open itself to him slowly but surely, He licked his lips, giving one big thrust, finally getting completely in.
Now that felt amazing.
He bit his lips and rolled his hips slightly taking great satisfaction in the tiny strangled noises of pain and pleasure coming from the ex fighter's shocked face.
With a little smirk he spoke in a hushed tone,
'' is it to big for you?''
Yamcha didn't respond avoiding his gaze,
how cute.
He smirked.
'' welll good, because the ride is about to begin..''
He press harder onto him, eliciting a small whine,
'' buckle up,''
//
It was a good that the ex fighter had finally loosen up a little bit, it was much easier to go has hard as he wanted..
the room was now filled with rhythmic slapping noises acompanied with small muffled moans.
Yamcha had hooked his legs around the other's hips, hands still digging in the tyrant's back for support, Face still violet from embarrassment, while Freeza busied himself by leaving small bite marks and bruises on his still shivering partner while still enjoying the delightful feeling of plowing into him.
something was missing though.. hum, a yes, he knew what it was..
He suddenly grabbed the other's face, staring right into his eyes.
'' I want to hear you..''
The ex fighter blinked a bit about to respond when Freeza suddenly picked up the pace, hard and unforgiving.
Finally getting the melody he was waiting for, he felt it. Something about to happen..
He grabbed the other's hips yet again, quickening his pace, Yamcha arched his back, breaths coming in small puff intertwined with little moans and yelps.
They could both feel it.
Yamcha’s eyes Went wide, breathing becoming erratic, tail finally getting a hold of the other’s leg. He pleaded, voice dry
'' P..Please.. I need it.. ''
With a feral growl, the tyrant smashed their lips together in a violent and sloppy kiss as he felt his peak approaching.
Finaly in the most satisfying stroke of the night, he felt the sweet release of his orgasm, filling the ex fighter to the brim, who fallowed close after in a noisy finish.
They both separated their lips, still panting and tangled together,
The time for satisfaction was short lived however, as both of them grabbed their heads in pain as their vision went black.
//
After a small moment of darkness, Freeza opened his eyes, blinking a few time in confusion, what.. HO.
He stopped, surprised to see the face of the human still rubbing his head in front of him. he looked at his hands, Yes! he was back! w-
He suddenly winced as he felt the pressure of the other still inside him.. Ho..
He did not need to feel that.. He cringed and suddenly opened his eyes wide, horrified.
he..had.. finished in himself..
ho..that couldn't be good..
hum, crazy how unpleasantly clear he could think now..
very bad timing..
Still a bit stunned, Yamcha finally opened his eyes, only to be immediately grabbed by the throat. The voice of the tyrant coming out in a angry venomous whisper,
'' listen to me you disgusting morron, this never happened.. and you..'' He narrowed his eyes, ''..are lucky that i let you live for now.''
He frowned raising one of his fist,
'' It wasn't a pleasure .. Yamcha..''
Yamcha was promptly knocked out and Freeza quickly got himself away from the bed, legs a lot weaker than anticipated.
He opened the window, wincing a bit. Yep, he definitively did a number on himself.
what had he been thinking??
This.. fool.. the price for this week of humiliation would be paid one day.. but now he had other things to.. worry about.. he should hurry.
Finally leaping out of the window, he disappeared into the night.
//
Yamcha finally woke up, the ray of the sun burning his eyes through his eyelids. He groaned.
confused he rubbed his eyes and scratched his head, stopping in surprise when he felt hair underneath his fingers.
He looked at his hands in disbelief.
no way!
now super exited he leaped out of bed, rushing to the mirror. He immediately gave a kiss to the reflection before exclaiming in a twirl of victory,
'' Yes! Yamcha's back baby!!''
He then paused, the memories of last night coming back to him.
He immediately cringed, looking at his crotch with a sorry expression and then to the still open window.
Dam.. what was he going to tell the group?..
He took a big breath,
You know what, not his problem right now. For the next 30 minute or so, he would pretend to have dreamed the whole week.. yes.
No body swap, no weird affectionate Goku and especially no.. sex with the enemy.. in his body.. yea, none of that..
Ignoring the long scratch marks on his back, he laid back down, a hand on his chest.
sure, he knows that he hadn't heard the end of this story.. Freeza would definitively not let him get away with what happened..
tsk.. yea, sooner or later..
or he could get lucky and Freeza would be to embarrassed to face him again.. which would be surprising, buuuuut understandable..
that wouldn’t happen though.. knowing his rotten luck..
Hurg, everything had just been a complete mess.. what a life..
but whatever..
At least,
He was himself,
and that's all that mattered for the next 29 minutes..
he closed his eyes.