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SjS Drabble Challenge
Word count: 401
Challenge word: desecrated (to foul)
"Raditz, are you sure you want to take your prince's place?" Freezea asked, oozing sincerity in his worry for the longhaired saiyan.
"Yes." Raditz said, keeping his eyes on the floor. There was no way he could let Vegeta face the ice-jin's perverted attentions.
"Well, well, Vegeta. Who would have thought you would inspire such loyalty." Freezea hissed, his way of laughing.
"If you don't mind, I'll leave you to it." Vegeta quietly said, easing toward the door of Freezea's chamber.
"But I do mind. I'm sure Raditz does too." Freezea grabbed Raditz's chin and pulled his head to look in dark eyes.
Raditz couldn't help sucking in a gasp as dark claws dug into the skin. He knew this was going to be painful, the only hope was that he could satisfy Freezea and he would leave Vegeta alone. Glancing out of the corner of his eye, Raditz saw his prince looking on with impassive features. The saiyan guard knew Vegeta studied that look in the mirror, anything not to give away his thoughts.
"Since you have nothing to say, monkey, I think we'll get started." With that warning, Raditz found himself flung over a chair and his uniform ripped off his back. Blood flowed from long gouges where Freezea had torn skin along with the cloth.
Pain exploded through Raditz as Freezea pushed into his dry heat. Holding onto the chair was all the saiyan could do, biting his lip as the ice-jin plunged into him over and over again. Hoping it would be over soon, Raditz stayed as still as he could, until the lizard wrapped his hand around his tail. Screaming in pain, the saiyan guard passed out as Freezea gleefully abused him and broke his tail in several places.
Once he was done with the longhaired guard, Freezea pulled out of the limp body and shoved it off the chair, turning and sitting in the now vacant seat. "That wasn't much fun. Vegeta, next time better be more entertaining. Maybe you'll bring the bald one."
"What do you want me to do with that?" Vegeta asked, nodding toward the body at his feet.
The ice-jin snorted. "Throw him in a tank. Wouldn't do to let your race totally die out. You can tell him when he wakes that you pleaded for his life. That should ensure his loyalty."
Vegeta smirked. "As you wish. When do you want me to bring Nappa?"
"Tomorrow or the next. You know how to play this up and get him to cooperate. If not, drug him." Freezea waved a negligent hand at Vegeta. "Get this one out of here, he's starting to smell."
Vegeta bowed, grabbing Raditz as he stood and tossing him over a thin shoulder. This little sacrifice should ensure him a month of good food and protection, anything to keep himself from being at the mercy of other warriors. As he left Freezea's chambers, Vegeta grinned...better his guards being desecrated than himself.
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