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Petty Thoughts

            I am better than him, stronger, bigger, and full blooded; why does he still run after that stupid weak male. I could give him anything he wanted, so why is it that he continues to go back? I know I shouldn’t think this, he brought it up to me once before, petty he called them.

            He isn’t something you could keep solely to oneself, he is free, and he is free to fuck whomever he pleases. And if consorting with a weak human is what he wanted every now and again, who am I to stop him?

            He made it very clear; he is to be owned by no-one. He is quite whorish, with an unbelievable appetite to fuck, or be fucked. I guess that is why he has many lovers, unable to be with one alone.

            But I still hate the fact he runs back to him. Then again he was the first to fuck the Prince on this planet. Vegeta told me the first time he gave himself to me, what was expected, and sharing was one of them. I knew he slept around, I smelt it on him countless times, hell the Prince even fucked my own wife on countless occasions, saying it was just an itch to see if she really was that prim and proper lady she made herself to be. He corrupted her, and oddly, I was more upset with the fact she got a taste of the Prince before I. I hated her for that; petty.

            He didn’t belong to no one… he makes it clear to me even now; unknown to him; I watched. I watched as his thighs worked, making the humans cock penetrate his body, working himself into a serene state of bliss, and the weak human drooled, looking up at him in awe; I would have as well. Vegeta was perfect. Should be me; jealously, and pettiness.

            I should be disgusted by Vegeta’s behaviors of indulgence, the multi partners, and seeing those lustful eyes scan over my eldest son; yet I am not, I only feel jealously. Those eyes should only gaze at me like that.

            One day, the rest will be gone, withered away from old age, and Vegeta will only have me to satisfy his gluttonous hunger, until then, I will wallow in my petty thoughts.