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Book 3: Aliens In Order Of The Phoenix	By : DamianTheSnowLeox Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3263 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Namekian Dilemma

(18+ Scenes Ahead)

Piccolo stroked Gohan’s hair lazily as they cuddled each other in the Room of Requirement when the first day back to school ended and night fell. Goku had shown them how to get into the room last year but they never actually used it before. Right now they were just enjoying each other’s company, Gohan tail flicking gently to the left as he snuggled into Piccolo’s leg. Piccolo’s head was resting against the back of the plush couch they were laying on, his eyes closed as he relaxed.

Gohan let out a relaxed sighed then rolled over so he was on his back and looking up at Piccolo “Ne, Piccolo.” Piccolo grunted but didn’t looked down at him. “How was Umbridge for you? I’m generally quiet in class and don’t mind books so I didn’t really have a problem with her.”

Piccolo’s lip twitched “It was… an experience…” He then told his mate what he had to deal with:

~Flashback~

“And that concludes our lesson today.” Umbridge looked at Piccolo at his spot in the back of the class “Mr. Piccolo, I would like to speak with you.”

Piccolo mentally groaned but nodded to her. When the class cleared out, Piccolo stood up and walked to the front of the class where Dolores was.

Umbridge smiled and motioned to her office “Please, come in.” she walked inside then sat at her desk.

Piccolo walked in and immediately decided he now hated the color pink. He stood in front of Dolores’ desk and crossed his arms.

Umbridge smiled sickly sweet “Please, sit.”

Piccolo rumbled from under his hood “I prefer to stand.”

Dolores’s lip twitched but her smile didn’t falter. “As you wish.” she folded her hands on the desk “Now, I want to know why you are always wearing that hood. It’s awfully rude to wear it during my class.”

Piccolo knew this kind of thing was going to happen so he remained calm and his usual stoic self. “Dumbledore has permitted me to wear my hood up.”

Dolores continued to smile “That is not what I asked dear.”

Piccolo sighed silently then rumbled “I have a non-contagious condition that I prefer to keep hidden from unwanted eyes. It caused unsightly scarring and I have chosen to keep it covered.”

Dolores raised an eyebrow then said “What is that under the hood? A mask?”

“Yes.” he said bluntly.

Dolores hummed then said “If you are wearing a mask, why wear a hood?”

Piccolo blinked then said “I feel more comfortable.” he scoffed “Why do you wear clothing?”

Dolores’ eyebrow twitched at the sarcasm but she continued to smile “Fair enough, you may leave.”

Piccolo eyed Dolores, turned, walked out of the office and out the classroom.

~End Flashback~

“She’s a bitch.” Gohan stated casually when his mate finished. Piccolo covered his mouth and nose as he accidentally snorted. Gohan sat up with a huge mouth open grin “Did, Did you just snort?” Piccolo looked away from Gohan, his cheeks tinted a light purple. The Half-breed let out a laugh and straddled the Namekians laps “You did!” Gohan giggled “It was cute.” He nuzzled Piccolo’s neck and purred.

Piccolo’s cheeks, ears and antennae blushed purple but he said sternly “I am a warrior, I am not cute.” He looked back at Gohan and lowered his brow ridges “Why do you insist on calling me cute all the time? I’m a green slug-man with sharp fangs, pointy ears, antennae and claws. How is that cute in any way shape or form?”

Gohan giggled again then cupped Piccolo’s face and nuzzled the Namek’s nose with his own “You’re my green slug-man.” He kissed Piccolo then smiled as he ran his hands along Piccolo’s chest to his shoulders “Would you prefer sexy instead of cute?” Gohan rolled his hips suggestively and smirked as Piccolo bit his lower lip “Or maybe handsome...” he nipped Piccolo’s earlobe and the Namekian groaned softly as his body stiffened “Enticing…” he licked the length of his long, pointed ear “Erotic…” The last word was a mix between a growl and a purr as he ground his crotch against Piccolo’s and tugged on his ear with his teeth.

“Ggh…” Piccolo let out a low groan then gripped Gohan’s legs tightly “G-Go-han..” He completely froze when Gohan moved his lips to his left antenna and sucked on it lightly. S-Shit…” He groaned a bit louder and rocked his hips.

Gohan slid his right hand along Piccolo’s neck as he murmured in the Namekian’s ear “What do you want my mate?”

Piccolo gripped Gohan’s hips tightly and rasped out “I want… you…” His mind always felt muddled whenever Gohan messed with his ears or antenna.

Gohan purred “Good.” he removed Piccolo’s hands from his hips then slithered down his mate’s body. Gohan knelt down on his knees then ran his hands up Piccolo’s knees to his thighs then back down to his knees. He spread Piccolo’s legs then moved his body forwards and rubbed his cheek against the Namekian's large bulge in his Gi pants. To his delight, Piccolo threw his head back and let out a loud moan then rolled to create more friction. Gohan looked up at his mate then licked his lips ‘I can't get enough of that sound…’ He thought to himself then reached up and slowly rubbed the bulge with his right hand.

“Gohan…” Piccolo shuddered and arched into his mates touch ‘Clothes… Can I get rid of them...?’ He felt silly asking but he wasn’t sure if Gohan wanted him like this, he’d prefer no clothing though.

Gohan stroked Piccolo’s length through the cloth then leaned back slightly ‘Of course love’ Gohan watched as Piccolo flared his Ki and all his clothes disintegrated into nothing. The half-breed growled playfully, moved forwards, cupped Piccolo’s hard erection then rubbed his cheek on it and licked the shaft. Gohan’s tail curled in glee from the low moan Piccolo let out as the Namekian dug his claws into the couch. ‘You forgot about me, my mate’ He faked annoyance in his tone but gave the cock in front of him a long lick from base to tip.

Piccolo gasped sharply then nodded ‘right…’ He flared his Ki again but expanded it so it engulfed Gohan and the half-breed’s clothes vanished.

Gohan let out a breath of relief as his confined erection was let free. He looked up at Piccolo who was looking down at him with lidded eyes. Gohan curled his tail around Piccolo’s leg then ran his left hand along his thigh. He smirked seductively at his mate then thought to him in a heated tone ‘Watch me’. Gohan licked a stripe up the length of Piccolo’s shaft then circled the head with the tip of his tongue. His cock throbbed at the moan Piccolo made then he ducked his head down and swallowed him down.

Piccolo gasped at the sudden wet heat that surrounded his length. His hands immediately tightened on the couch and started to rip them he was gripping them so hard. Truth be told, he was also gripping them tightly out of nervousness. For one thing, Gohan didn’t give blow jobs that often; he’s only done it to him about four times in the past three years so each time is mindblowing. Secondly, he was always nervous about Gohan noticing… something. There was a reason he prefered Gohan to not be down there; he wasn’t one hundred percent male, he was actually a hermaphrodite. He didn’t know how Gohan hasn’t noticed the female organ or smelled it but he’ll take whatever he can right now. He’d rather not try to explain the second organ to his mate. In Saiyan terms, he would be considered a Beta since he went through something similar to ruts and heats like Vegeta did. He found that his ruts generally weren’t activated unless his mate was in heat, but he somehow managed to hide his own heats from Gohan and the other Saiyans. He thanked the Kai’s above that Namekian heats only lasted half a day and were only every three months. Kami explained to him that his heat was probably so short due to the fact that he was mentally more dominant and that he could reproduce asexually, so his heats were not entirely necessary. He’d thought about wishing to get rid of the female organ but then decided against it; it would bring up too many questions that he didn’t want to answer. He was brought out of his thoughts when a tongue licked one of his testicles. He put a hand on Gohan’s shoulder ‘Not there’

Gohan sensed Piccolo’s sudden nervousness and pulled back his head “Why not?” he said aloud with a tilted head.

Piccolo bit his lower lip and silently thought Gohan looked like a confused puppy for a second. He cleared his throat “Uh, I just… I don’t like it.”

Gohan shrugged “Okay.” he then went back to loving his mates cock by sucking on it and swirling his tongue around the head.

Piccolo put a hand on Gohan’s head and threaded his fingers through his hair. To his mate’s request, he watched his cock disappear and reappear as Gohan easily deepthroated him with his eyes closed. ‘You look so good sucking my cock Gohan’

Gohan opened his eyes and looked up for a second then closed his eyes again and started to purr.

Piccolo jolts at the vibrations from Gohan’s purring and gasps as he rips a chunk off of the couch “F-Fuck me…”

Gohan takes his mouth off then nibbles and licks Piccolo’s tense thigh. He uses his right hand to pump his leaking length ‘I can if you like my mate’

Piccolo twitched since he wasn’t expecting that kind of response. His breath hitched as Gohan ran his thumb over his head, smearing pre over the sensitive head. The Namekian wasn’t sure how to respond and his nerves were reaching their peak; he suddenly felt a hint of an oncoming heat with how Gohan was talking to him and he did not like that feeling.

Gohan notices his mate’s hesidence and sudden mood change. He stopped stroking Piccolo and just put his hands on his green knees “Something wrong?”

Piccolo took a shaky breath then stood up and clothed himself “I-I’m sorry Gohan. I am not myself tonight.” He looked down at Gohan who was now sitting on the ground looking at him with a hurt and confused expression. Piccolo felt heat rise into his cheeks and his stomach flipped “Uh, excuse me. Good, good night Gohan.” He quickly walked to the ROR door, pulled up his hood and left, the door closing behind him.

Gohan sat there staring at the door where he last saw his mate. He was completely dumbfounded, his arousal completely gone now. He pulled his knees to his chest and sat there on the ground. Something was bothering Piccolo but he wasn’t sure exactly what. He tried to poke into his mate’s mind but he put up a wall so he couldn’t, all he could sense was that Piccolo was nervous and worried about something. The half-breed was sure Piccolo had a reason for his actions; he was his mentor and always had a reason to why he did something. But… Piccolo has never done anything like this. Leaving his mate unsatisfied and clueless? It was out of character for Piccolo, the green alien would usually go out of his way to make sure Gohan was pleasured more than himself. Gohan swallowed thickly and whined softly in his throat, he could still taste Piccolo on his tongue and smell him. He curled his tail around his waist and leaned against the couch. He felt a prickle in the back of his head but didn’t look up when his Father popped into existence near him.

“Gohan?” Goku knelt down next to Gohan and hugged him. He pulling Gohan’s cheek to his chest and stroking his hair “What happened cub? I sensed your distress.”

Gohan snuggled into Goku’s chest, not at all bothered that he was only wearing boxers. “It’s Piccolo…”

Goku tightened his hug and curled his tail around Gohan’s waist “Did he hurt you?” Gohan didn’t smell hurt but he did smell sad.

Gohan shook his head and hugged his Father “No, he didn’t.”

Goku pet Gohan’s hair “What's wrong then cub? Did you have an argument?”

Gohan heavily sighed and curled his own tail around Goku’s waist “Honestly, I have no idea. One minute we're… um… you know…” he blushed at the thought of telling his Father about his sex life “Uh… the next he suddenly stands up and leaves saying that he didn't feel like himself.”

Goku thought for a moment “Do you want to talk to Vegeta? He knows more about aliens than I do.”

Gohan blushed harder “I'd… rather not…” Talking to the arrogant Prince of all Saiyans and mate to his Father about sex is not something on his ‘to-do’ list.

Goku chuckled “Yeah, I guess you're right.” he sniffed his cub, enjoying the scent he gave off as a cub. He blinked as he smelled something else then looked down “Gohan? Are you going in heat?”

Gohan leaned back a bit to look at Goku “Um, no? I think I've got four or five more weeks. Why?”

Goku sniffed the air again “Something smells… sweet. Like when Geta goes through his heat he gets a sweet smell.”

Gohan tilted his head “That's weird...”

Goku let go of Gohan and sniffed around again. He looked at the couch and sniffed the seat; the scent was strongest here. “Do you know if Namekians go through ruts?”

Gohan scratched the back of his head “Um, I remember him telling me that he only went through it when I was in heat, but not always.”

Goku clicked his tongue “Do… You know if he goes through heats?”

Gohan blinked at Goku “What?” he laughed “I don’t think he can, he’s not a beta like Vegeta. He’s definitely an Alpha in Saiyan terms.”

Goku sniffed the couch again then eyed Gohan “You sure? Smell this.”

The half-breed huffed then leaned in and sniffed. He blinked then leaned back “What…?” he sniffed again “I don’t… Maybe it’s a Namekian thing?”

“Has he done it before?” Goku tilted his head to the right.

Gohan huffed then stood up “No and can you stop now? I don’t know what happened or what that smell is.” He looked down then looked around “Shit…” he rubbed his face immediately regretting his decision to let Piccolo destroy his clothes.

Goku noticed this and held out his hand to Gohan “I’ll take ya to your dorm if you want.”

Gohan sighed then smiled softly “That would be great, thanks.” He grabbed Goku’s offered hand then Goku put two fingers to his forehead. They both disappeared then reappeared in the Ravenclaw boys dorm. Everyone has long been asleep so no one saw them appear. Gohan quickly pulled on some boxers then went back to his Father “Um, thanks.” he whispered.

Goku smiled and patted his cub’s shoulder “No problem. Do you want me to talk to Pic for you?”

Gohan rubbed his face “I don’t know… I think he’ll tell me when he’s ready. He looked nervous or embarrassed about something.”

Goku nodded "Alright." He kissed Gohan’s forehead and gently pet his cubs cheek "He'll come around cub. You wait."

Gohan leaned into Goku’s touch then murmured "Hey Otousan...?"

"Yes cub?"

Gohan found himself blushing slightly in the dark room "Could... Could you sleep with me till I fall asleep tonight?"

Goku smiled "Sure." Goku silently climbed into bed on his side then lifted the covers for Gohan to join him.

Gohan smiled, thankful that his Father agreed to his request. He crawled into bed then curled up against Goku’s broad chest as Goku put the covers down and put his arm around his cub.

Goku kissed the top of Gohan’s head and murmured "Good night cub."

Gohan snuggled closer to Goku, one hand around the full-blooded Saiyan’s waist and another on his chest "Good night Otousan... Thank you."

Goku rubbed his cub’s back "It's no problem, now get some sleep." He felt Gohan nod into his chest. Goku still felt that his cub was sad about what happened so he started to softly purr. A melody suddenly popped into his head and he started to hum a slow lullaby. Without realizing it, he was humming the lullaby Toma sung to him while he was asleep.

Gohan was curious what his Father was humming, but the soothing melody and overall weariness in his body caught up with him now that he was in bed. His eyes slowly closed and he started to fall asleep to the wordless lullaby.

Piccolo fled the Room Of Requirement quickly, going straight to the Forbidden Forest before his heat hit him completely. As soon as his feet hit the Forest floor, his body already felt overheated so while he still had his own thoughts, he cut off his and Gohan’s bond temporarily and hid his Ki. He stood with his back against a tree panting heavily, his cheek and ears painted a dark purple. He slid down the tree to the forest floor and sat with his legs open and feverishly palmed the bulge in his pants. “Nngh…” His eyes closed as his hips rolled upwards to meet his hand. It felt too hot…. Way too hot… He tore off his clothes and spread his legs wider to reach down and rub the folds of his female organ “F-Fuuck….” He retracted his claws and plunged a finger into his slick heat, a moan escaping his lips. He inserted a second finger then a third and moaned wantonly into the black tinted forest. The only noises heard in the forest were the obscene squelching noises his fingers made as they thrusted in and out of his immensely slick heat and his moans of pleasure. He reached down with his other hand and started to stroke his profusely leaking length, his body was tinted purple in certain areas due to the extensive state of arousal he was in. Piccolo moaned and panted shamelessly, to enraptured in his heated state to notice the eyes looking at him from the forest shadows. A primal part of his mind was screaming at him to find his mate and let him satisfy his need, but he mentally imprinted the thought that he can’t or shouldn’t go, he also didn’t have the strength to do so. He arched his back as he suddenly convulsed and came on his fingers from both orgams; his female organ spasmed and drenched his fingers in clear fluid while his male organ throbbed as it shot white ropes of cum onto his fingers and stomach. He sat there panting heavily, recovering from his duel first orgasm of his heat. After five minutes, he felt the warmth in his loins return; his heat wasn’t over yet. With a loud groan, he inserted a fourth finger and continued to pump into himself while stroking his length.

“Who is there?”

Piccolo jolted at the voice but couldn't cease his actions. He just continued to pleasure himself and moan.

A centaur strode out of the forest and spotted Piccolo on the ground with his legs spread wide open. “By the stars…” he turned his head when he heard another set of hooves. “Ronan.”

A red haired centaur trotted up to the black haired one and rumbled “What have you found Bane?”

Bane motioned to Piccolo who was writhing helplessly against the tree “This creature, I am not sure what to make of it.”

Ronan sniffed the air “It smells of a creature in heat.” Ronan walked closer to Piccolo and bent down “Who and what are you? Why are you here?”

Piccolo cracked open his eyes, his breath short but heavy. He opened his mouth to speak but a wave of arousal washed over him so he just arched and bit his lip as he moaned.

Bane walked up next to Ronan “I do not think he is capable of speech at this moment. Do you recognize its species?”

Ronan looked at the Namekian closer “I do not. It looks like a relative of a plant species that has become sentient.”

Bane frowned “It is rude to call it a plant. Would you call us mule?”

Ronan scowled at Bane then looked back to the Namek. “Should we help it? Going through a heat alone is dangerous.”

Bane raised an eyebrow “What do you propose? Are you suggesting you or I mate with the creature?”

Ronan snapped at Bane “That's absurd! Of course not Bane! Hold your tongue!”

Bane raised his hands “No need for violence Ronan.” A sharp gasp from the Namek caught their attention as Piccolo’s hips thrusted upwards as he came for the second time then collapsed into a heaving, twitching pile of muscle. Bane leaned down and put a hand on the Namekian's sweaty shoulder “Creature, would you like our assistance?”

Piccolo blearily opened his eyes, the centaur’s face blurry to his muddle brain and eyes. His hand slipped from his drenched female organ and his hand fell away from his sticky length. Piccolo’s eyes couldn't focus on the face in front of him. He didn't know what drove him to go to the forest this time when he usual fled to the Shrieking Shack when ever his heat struck so he was not used to seeing a face during his orgasmic haze. When he recognized that it was in fact another person, he slowly started to scramble away “N...N-ooo…” he tried to stand but his legs gave out on him.

Bane easily caught the green alien but now that he was thus close, he could feel himself starting to get affected by the alluring smell. He glanced down at the green being in his arms “What is your name?”

Piccolo blinked up at Bane and muttered “Pic…” Suddenly an intense wave of heat rolled through his exhausted body. His body shuddered then fell limp in the centaur’s arms.

Bane held the dead weight tighter as to not drop him. He looked over at Ronan “I believe it said its name was Pic.”

Ronan tilted his head thoughtfully “Not the usual school foal name. It should be safe to assume it is not from the school.”

Bane heaved Piccolo up so he was carrying bridal style “Should we take it to Magorian? He should be alerted to this new species.” he looked down at the Namekian “I have a feeling that it is peaceful species, not one of war or violence like the two-legged magic and non magic users.”

A howl made their ears twitch in the direction of the animal noise. Ronan stared into the dark woods “Let us take our leave with him then, unfriendly eyes watch us from the shadows.”

Bane nodded and secured Piccolo before the two centaurs galloped off into the woods. After a couple minutes, they arrived at the centaur colony. A grey centaur galloped up to them and motioned at the unconscious Namekian in Bane’s arms. “What is this you bring to our home? A mutated elf?” Many other centaurs from females, other male centaurs and foals started to gather to see what is going on.

Bane looked at Piccolo then back to the grey centaur “I do not know its species. It said its name was Pic before losing itself to the dark.”

Ronan crossed his arms “Where is Magorian?”

“I am present Ronan.” A chestnut skinned centaur trotted up to Bane and Ronan. He sniffed the air “Who amongst you is in heat?”

Bane shifted his stance, the smell was still getting to him but he was controlling himself “This creature here. We found it in the forest, it was alone and going through its heat.”

Magorian furrowed his brow “And you bring it here? Into our territory?” He made an angry noise “What if it is a friend of those humans?!”

Bane flinched but stood his ground “We will find out when the sun rises and it is hopefully in its right mind. I will take responsibility for the creature, I could not leave it in the woods by itself.”

Magorian eyed Bane the the Namekian. Piccolo moaned softly and shifted in Bane’s arms. The chestnut centaur sighed heavily “Fine. But by the Heavens you will be punished if he bring ill will to our home.”

Bane nodded “If the Heavens will it, it shall be.” he strode over to his den and laid the green alien inside. He sniffed then looked down at the arm that was carrying the Namekian’s legs. At some point he must have rubbed up against Piccolo’s back end because he smelled and saw something glistening on his arm. He lifted his forearm to face and smelled the clear liquid. It had a musky, sweet smell that drove him to taste the substance by licking it with his tongue. The taste sparked a wave of arousal in him, his eyes rolling at the sweet excretion laced with promises of pleasure that come from a creature in heat. He looked back down at the Namekian and saw that he had curled up, had a hand down to his female organ and was rubbing it furiously. The pants and soft moans were so tempting for the centaur but he wouldn’t dare touch the creature. He instead folded his legs under him, grabbed a weapon and made himself a guard for the green being.

Bane must have fallen asleep sometime in the night because he was startled awake when Piccolo woke up in a panicked state. Bane held up his hands “Calm my friend. You are safe Pic.”

Piccolo sat up and blinked “Uh…”

Bane nodded to him “I am Bane. I found you alone in the woods. Might I ask what you are?”

Piccolo was try to process what was happening. He ran a hand over his head then realized the centaur asked him a question. “Oh, um, I am a Namekian.”

Bane blinked and tilted his head “Hm, I’ve never heard of your kind.”

“Hn, i tend to get that a lot.” Piccolo closed his eyes and felt around the surrounding area. There are multiple energy signatures in the area but none of the wizard kind. He opened his eyes and looked at Bane, his eyes widened when he took in what the man looked like and he was. “Y-You’re… A centaur…”

Bane raised an eyebrow “I am. What of it?”

Piccolo blushed in embarrassment of his starring “I’ve never seen one in person. Forgive my starring.”

Bane smiled “It’s alright. I’ve never seen a Namekian before.”

Piccolo crossed his legs “There are not many of us. I haven’t met another of my species.”

Bane nodded “Hmm interesting.” he stood up then looked down at Piccolo. “Do you need help?”

Piccolo braced himself then carefully stood “No, thank you though.” He glanced down and blushed at his nudity “Oh, one second.” he pointed at himself and clothed himself in his purple Gi, shoes, white cape and shoulder pads minus his turban.

Bane shuffled backwards in shock “How...?”

Piccolo froze then cursed himself for doing that “Ah, it’s an ability I acquired years ago.”

Bane looked at Piccolo up and down then said “My leader would most likely want to speak to you.” he moved his head close and whispered “He is not fond of the humans so if you are friend with them; do not mention it.”

Piccolo nodded “Understood.” he rolled his shoulder then crossed his arms “I will meet him at your convenience.”

“We shall leave now then.” Bane pulled on his bow and quiver then headed outside. Piccolo followed and ignored the murmurs he was hearing.

The red haired centaur names Ronan strode up to them “Ah, the creature is awake.”

Piccolo furrowed his brow ridges “My name is Piccolo.”

Ronan raised a brow “Hm, so you can speak properly now.”

Piccolo scowled “Of course I can.”

Ronan was about to speak but a chestnut centaur trotted up to them. “The creature is awake. Good.” he went up to the namek “What are you?”

Piccolo tilted his head up a bit “I am a Namekian.” he then narrowed his eyes “My name is Piccolo, named after my Father.”

Magorian eyed Piccolo then nodded “I am Magorian, leader this colony.”

When Piccolo heard the word ‘Leader’ he realized he should probably not be an ass to this centaur. He put his hand to his waist and bowed “Pleasure to met you Magorian.” he stood back up then crossed his arms again “Why was I brought here?”

Magorian looked at Bane and the centaur stepped forwards “I had found you in the woods last night by yourself. You were in heat.”

Piccolo’s cheeks flushed purple but he remained stoic “I see.” he bowed to Bane “Thank you for looking after me. I hope I was not a burden on you.”

Bane put up a hand “Not at all.”

Magorian stepped closer to Piccolo “I have a question for you Piccolo.” The Namek turned back to the centaur leader. “What is your view of the humans?”

Piccolo smirked; he didn’t have to lie about this answer. “They are weak and selfish. I am amazing they haven’t killed each other off at this point.” he snorted “The whole damn species seems to be obsessed with power and who can kill who better.”

Magorian grinned “My thoughts exactly friend.” he looked up then back at Piccolo “If you wish, you may leave. However, you are welcome back anytime Piccolo if the Heavens allow such a meeting.”

Piccolo nodded “Perhaps.” he looked at Bane then to Magorian “Again, thank you and forgive me if I was inconvenient to your people.”

Magorian waved his hand “Not too much. Although, we had to restrain two of our men so they didn't go and... ah, mate with you.” he smirked “You made yourself quite noticeable that you were in heat. I am amazed that Bane did not mate with you to satisfy his lust.”

Bane’s cheeks tinted pink at his leader's words “I admit myself tempted last night… But I would not dare touch you in that nature.”

Piccolo chuckled “And I thank you for that. I doubt my mate would be happy to find myself mated to another. He is of the deadly and jealous kind I’m afraid.” he put his hand on his hips and looked at Bane with one of his brow ridges raised “I’d fear for your safety and manhood if you had engaged in such activity with me.”

Ronan and a couple other centaurs covered their mouths to hide their amusement while a couple of the female centaurs giggled. Bane cleared his throat, obviously flustered “I find myself thankful for my restraint then.”

Piccolo nodded while Magorian laughed “Your mate sounds strong and fierce. Are they a… Namekian as well?”

Piccolo shook his head “No, a Saiyan. A species that i would compare to felines or monkeys.” he looked glanced around then upwards. He estimated it to be about eleven in the morning. Damn, he’s missed first and most of second class. Gohan must be worried.

“Hm, I’ve never heard of them.” Magorian stroked his chin.

Piccolo put his hands to his sides “Well, I must take my leave.” he nodded to Magorian the turned to Bane “Till we meet again Bane.”

Bane nodded to him “If the Heavens allow our meeting, we shall.”

Piccolo pointed at himself and conjured a black cloak. He waved with two fingers that were not clothed with black gloves then floated upwards and above the trees.

The centaurs were in shock and awe as the Namekian flew away. Bane widened his eyes “As the humans say; Wow.”

Ronan let out a small laugh “Agreed.”
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