The first rays of Devine sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains of the hidden dimension, casting golden streaks across the tangled bodies scattered across the floor.
The air was thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and the lingering musk of dominance.
Taru stood at the balcony, his massive frame silhouetted against the rising sun, his tail flicking lazily as he gazed out at the horizon.
His mind, however, was far from the view.
It was on them.
Taru's golden eyes darkened as he replayed the night in his mind. Each of his Kais had responded to his dominance in their own, unique ways.. ways that both aroused and intrigued him.
Shin.. his first, his equal in so many ways, had submitted with a fire that matched his own.
There was a defiance in his surrender, a pride that refused to be broken, even as his body bent to Taru's will. Shin challenged him, pushed him, made him earn every gasp, every moan. And Taru loved that. Loved the way Shin's golden eyes burned with jealousy, with hunger, with the need to be reminded who held the reins.
Then there were the broken ones, Khai and Anat . Their submission had been different. Harder. Their pride had been a wall, and Taru had shattered it with his cock, his hands, his unyielding dominance.
Khai had fought him at first, his defiance fierce, but Taru had worn him down, had forced him to beg. And Anat.... sweet, innocent Anat had been easier to break, but no less satisfying.
The way his body had melted beneath Taru's touch, the way his moans had grown louder, needier, it had been intoxicating.
But it was Faye who occupied his thoughts the most.
Faye was different.
Where Shin was fire, Faye was water.. fluid, adaptable, always ready to be shaped by Taru's hands. And lately, he had been touchy feely
His fingers were always trailing over Taru's skin, his body always pressed against him, his lips always seeking Taru's in stolen kisses. It was as if the more Taru dominated him, the more Faye craved it, needed it.
Taru's cock twitched at the memory of Faye's eager submission, the way his body had arched into every thrust, the way his hole had clenched around Taru's cock, milking him, begging for more.
Faye didn't fight his dominance. He embraced it. Worshipped it. And that devotion was a drug Taru couldn't get enough of.
But it wasn't just the sex that drew him to Faye. It was the way the younger Kai looked at him, like Taru was his entire world. Like he would follow Taru anywhere, do anything, just to feel his touch, his approval. It was a power Taru wielded with care, with pride.
And it was addictive.
A soft rustle of sheets drew Taru's attention. He turned just in time to see Faye stirring, his petite frame stretching like a cat in the sunlight. The younger Kai's eyes fluttered open, his lips curling into a sleepy, satisfied smile as he spotted Taru.
"Morning," Faye murmured, his voice husky with sleep. He didn't hesitate to crawl toward Taru, his body pressing against the Saiyan's leg, his fingers trailing up Taru's thigh. "Did you sleep well?"
Taru's chuckle was low, dark. "I didn't sleep."
Faye's smirk was wicked. "Mmm. Too busy thinking about last night?"
Taru's hand fisted in Faye's hair, yanking his head back just enough to expose his throat. "I was thinking about you."
Faye's breath hitched, his cock already hardening as he arched into Taru's touch. "What about me?"
Taru's golden eyes burned. "How easy you make it for me."
Faye's laugh was soft, knowing. "You like that I'm easy."
Taru's grip tightened. "I like that you're mine."
Faye's fingers trailed higher, his touch teasing the waistband of Taru's pants. "And what if I want to be yours again?"
Taru's smirk was a blade. "Then beg."
Faye's eyes darkened, his body trembling with need as he dropped to his knees, his hands gripping Taru's thighs. "Please give it to me ."
Taru's cock throbbed, his body responding instantly to Faye's submission, his devotion.
He loved this, loved the way Faye craved his dominance, the way he surrendered so easily, so completely.
But he also loved the way Shin would watch them, his golden eyes burning with jealousy, with hunger.
The way he would step in, take what was his, remind Taru that he wasn't the only one who owned him.
And Khai and Anat.. broken, used, but still theirs.. would learn. Would adapt. Would beg for more.
Taru's hand cupped Faye's chin, his thumb brushing over his lips. "Good little god ."
Faye's smile was pure sin. "Only for you."
Taru's gaze flickered to the other side of the room, where Shin was stirring, his body tensing as he sensed the shift in the air.
The Supreme Kai's golden eyes locked onto them, his smirk slow, knowing.
Taru's tail flicked, his body thrumming with anticipation.
The game was far from over.
And he intended to play all day.
Later in the day...
Taru stood in the center of the hidden dimension, his golden eyes scanning the horizon as if he could already see the timelines stretching out before him.
The air was thick with the scent of sex and power, the remnants of last night's dominance still lingering in the air.
But his mind was already elsewhere.. on the Dragon Balls, on the power they held, on the possibilities they could unlock.
He turned to Shin, his voice a low, commanding rumble. "I'm going to search for a timeline with powerful Dragon Balls. Faye will come with me."
Shin's golden eyes gleamed with understanding, his smirk slow and knowing.
He knew Taru's intentions, knew the power that lay in those orbs, the control they could grant. He bowed gracefully, his movements fluid, elegant. "As you command."
But as he straightened, his smirk turned seductive, his gaze flickering to Anat and Khai, the two bound Supreme Kais still trembling from the night before. "Don't worry, my pets," he purred, his voice a dark caress. "We'll have fun while they're gone."
Anat and Khai grumbled, their pride still stinging, but their bodies betrayed them, their cocks twitching at Shin's promise.
They knew what was coming... the ritual, the claiming, the absolute surrender.
Faye didn't hesitate.
With a playful grin, he leapt onto Taru's back, his arms wrapping around the Saiyan's neck, his legs locking around his waist in a piggyback hold.
Taru's muscles tensed beneath him, but the ancient Saiyan didn't protest.
Instead, he turned his head, his golden eyes locking onto Shin, Anat, and Khai with a smirk of triumph.
"Behave," Taru rumbled, his voice dripping with amusement.
Shin's smirk deepened. "We always do."
Anat and Khai grumbled again, their frustration palpable, but Taru didn't linger.
With a flick of his tail, he activated his ki, the world around them shimmering as they vanished from the hidden dimension.
For a moment, there was nothing.. only darkness, only the void between time and space.
Faye's breath hitched, his fingers tightening around Taru's neck as he glanced around, his divine senses flaring.
"Where are we?" Faye asked, his voice soft but curious.
Taru's chuckle was dark. "Nowhere. And everywhere." His grip on Faye's legs was firm, grounding. "We're in the space between timelines.
A place where the Dragon Balls might be hidden, where the monitoring is little to none."
Faye nodded, his Supreme Kai authority flaring as he reached out with his senses, his power scanning the endless possibilities.
The timelines stretched out before him like threads of light, each one a potential path. And then, there.
A flicker, a pulse of energy that felt familiar, powerful.
"I found one," Faye murmured, his voice tinged with excitement.
Taru didn't hesitate. With a surge of ki, they teleported, the world around them shifting once more.
When the light faded, they found themselves standing on a ruined Earth.
The sky was a sickly shade of orange, the air thick with dust and the scent of decay.
Buildings lay in rubble, the remnants of a once-great civilization now nothing more than ashes and memories.
The wind howled through the empty streets, carrying with it the weight of loss, of desolation.
Faye's grip on Taru tightened, his eyes wide as he took in the devastation.
"What happened here?"
Taru's golden eyes narrowed, his senses flaring as he scanned the horizon. "We'll find out." His voice was low, determined.
"But first, we need to find survivors. Someone who can tell us about the Dragon Balls."
Faye nodded, his body sliding off Taru's back, his feet touching the cracked ground.
He stood close, his hand still resting on Taru's arm, his touch reassuring, possessive.
Together, they began to move through the ruins, their senses sharp, their purpose clear.
The hunt for the Dragon Balls had begun.
And the ruins of this Earth held secrets they were determined to uncover.