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Pissing the night away
Terribly sorry in advance, this is a very short drabble on intoxication. An attempt to be humorous, I suppose.
Pissing the night away
Two strong bodies sat together on top of a large building, they swayed, moving from side to side, a hiccup breaking up the silence; bottles littered the small landing. It seems the men in question had quite a happening night.
Vegeta lazed comfortably in his inebriated state, a half empty bottle of strong toxin swinging idly in his finger tips, his eyes half lidded, an unbreakable giddy smile on his lips as he continued to listen on his partners blabbering. It was good to feel like this from time to time, and he couldn’t honestly remember the last time he felt like this, so free from care, the constant loom of an enemy more powerful than himself, the need to better himself long gone, as well as his troubles. He liked this, his feet hanging in the air, his guard down, and for once, he had good company; which was rare for himself to find. He tilted his head, heavy eyes scanning to his side.
“I’m telling ya buddy, it was THIS big! I was going to run outta there buck ass naked!”
Vegeta toss his head back, barking out laughter; no longer caring if it was even funny.
Yamcha perked up, giggling, completely loving having the hostile Prince laugh freely. “You know what they say? Once you have black you never go back.”
Vegeta raised a lazy brow, Human sayings lost to him.
Yamcha smile was more like a perverted leer. “Oh, come on, you don’t know?” Yamcha chuckled. “Well… black men are known for BIIIIIG dicks, like monstrous! Dangerous cocks. And for that guy, wowsers! Was it ever big, scared me shitless!”
“Sooo, what did you do?” Vegeta elbowed Yamcha.
“Fuck man, I got outta there! With my clothes on!” Yamcha laughed. “He didn’t look surprised, must’ve happened a lot!”
Vegeta nearly fell back, raked with giggles. “Reminds me of Nappa, he couldn’t get a man or woman to attempt fucking that thing.” Vegeta wiped his eyes, his hands joining the conversation. “I ain’t kidding, it was like this! Fuck, bathing with him in the communal showers was hilarious! All the other men would run outta there, I swore he could have tossed that thing over his shoulder!”
Yamcha wrapped an arm around the Prince’s shoulders, chiming in lewd comments, carrying on the conversation. He liked this, he like to see that strung up Saiyan let himself go, loved the sound of his deep laughter. He had to get the man out more often, he needed some relaxation time, and some serious TLC; he would be more than happy to oblige, since with each increasing minute, he found himself entrap by the handsome Saiyan.
“You know man, we need to go out, and just hang out someday.” Yamcha smiled.
“And this is?? I thought this was… hanging out.” Vegeta took a large gulp of his thick amber liquid, feeling the fire race down his throat, causing him to cough lightly.
“Man, we’re just pissing the night away.” Yamcha followed suite, gulping down his cheap beer.
Vegeta arched a questioning brow. “Pissing the night away?”
Yamcha chuckled, quickly standing to his feet, swaying from the sudden action. He shook off the haze, giggling at his idea, an idea that seem funny and fitting to him at the moment. “Yeah.” He unzipped pulling out his soft cock and allowed himself to go. “Pissing the night away.” He grinned goofily down to the Prince laughing.
Vegeta scrunched up his lips and nose. “Fucking disgusting! People are down there!” Vegeta, pulled back raising a foot and gave Yamcha a swift boot in the ass, causing the human to shout and freefall downward, cock in hand.
“Vegeta!!!!!!! Help me!!!!”
Vegeta laughed hysterically, tears rolling downward watching the human tumble downward, only pausing when said male didn’t slow down his descent. “Hey! You moron! Fucking fly!”
In the midst of Yamcha’s tumble, he smacked his forehead. “Oh yeah!”
Vegeta put his fist under his chin, shaking his head, with a playful smile on his face. “Fucking stupid human.”