Nightmare, Romance

A scream was heard, breaking the silence of night. Not a person awakened, for no one lived near enough to the person that screamed in agony. The shrill sound ripped through the silence like it was nothing and scared the animals that slept soundly. This was a new sound to the quiet area. It was frightening.

A spiky-haired person sat up in his bed, sweating and panting, looking around frantically. He wasn’t sure where he was, what he was doing or why he was so cared; he just was.

Slowly getting up, after calming himself a bit, he turned from the bed and walked into the bathroom. Taking a few moments to regain his composure, he thought about what he had just dreamt.

Glancing into the mirror, the unruly hair made the male chuckle at the dry, senseless humor, -he had seen worse things in his time- his eyes still wide and frightened. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. No one dreams like that if nothing is wrong.

Washing his face and smoothing out his hair, Goku raised two fingers to his temple and used his Instant Transmission technique to take himself to the person he dreamt of.

Miles away from the distraught Goku slept a Prince. Vegeta, unlike his Saiyajin counterpart, slept silently and peacefully, not a bad dream to plague his usually over-stressed mind.

Though the dreams were pleasant for once, Vegeta was still on guard and would not allow himself deep sleep, so when the ever annoying Kakarot decided it to be a good idea to pop himself in front of his window at 3:30 in the morning he was, needless to say, a bit pissed.

Angry eyes snapped open and traveled over to the window where he set his glare, getting up and stomping over to where the other floated silently and growled. “What do you want?!”

Goku lowered his eyes to the ground and ITed himself into Vegeta’s room. He didn’t answer the irritated Prince, but instead, looked around the room and sat on the other’s bed, looking up at the shorter man with unshed tears in his eyes.

Not being good with comforting and not wanting Kakarot to stay long, Vegeta got to the point, just as he always did.

“What’s the matter, Kakarot.” It was more of a demand than a concerned question. Neither cared, ‘cause Goku answered anyways.

“Vegeta, I had the most horrible dream,” he said as he smiled sadly. He knew he was being a fool, but he couldn’t help it. “I dreamt that you went on a mission to some other planet ‘cause there was a promise of more Saiyajins...so you left without telling anyone, not even me. We waited a year, then two. But you never showed up again. You..just never came back.” At this point, Goku let his tears fall. “If that wasn’t enough, five years later you show up, only not as we remembered you. You were in a box; pieces of you, with fresh blood dripping from your severed limbs. You were missing chunks of skin and patches of hair.”

Vegeta listened in silent wonder. He couldn’t help the shiver that coursed down his spine at the mental images of himself..and for Kakarot to dream something so graphic was a bit worrisome. So Vegeta did something he never thought he would do in a million years.

He stepped as close as he could to the younger Saiyajin without getting on the bed himself and pulled Kakarot to him, moving his arms around the other’s shoulders and combing a hand through the surprisingly soft locks of hair.

Vegeta told the other in a hushed voice that it wasn’t going to happen.

Goku’s breath hitched in his throat at the contact from Vegeta. He didn’t expect the Prince to show kindness, but instead expected to be yelled and then promptly thrown out. This was surprising. This was nice. Still crying somewhat into Vegeta’s stomach, he shifted, pulling the shorter male closer, if it was at all possible.

Vegeta made no attempt to stop him. He was kind of entranced by the raven locks in his hands.

Letting out a content sigh, Goku looked up at Vegeta, making the other let go of his hair. Resting his chin on the well-muscled torso, he grinned up at the older Saiyajin.

Rare moments like this reminded Goku why the dream hit him so hard. It was moments like this very one, that Goku remembered he was in love with the Prince.

As if reading the younger male’s thoughts, Vegeta smirked like only he can and slowly pushed Kakarot into his bed so that he was lying down. Slowly getting on the bed himself, he climbed on top of his long-time rival, smirk still in place as he leaned down to press his lips to the other’s.

Shocked but welcoming, Goku leaned into the kiss, pulling Vegeta’s body closer.

Smirking at the slight impatience of the other, Vegeta slipped a hand up Kakarot’s shirt, sliding his hands around the well-toned abdomen and chest. Breaking contact with the man underneath him for a moment, he removed the shirt that was blocking his access to the heavenly, sun-kissed skin.

Gasping in surprise, feeling the ungloved hand of Vegeta touch his skin, Goku shivered. He was about to ask what the Prince was doing, but his words were cut short as a pair of lips descended onto his neck. He felt the occasional brush of teeth along his skin and couldn’t help when a whimper escaped his throat.

This felt so good.

It was getting too hot for him, so he, once again, parted from the body below. He was in the process of taking off his shirt when a whimper met his ears. Vegeta couldn’t stop the chuckle that he let out. Kakarot was just being..dare he say it. Cute?

Vegeta looked down at the man before him and could only stare in awe. Kakarot’s eyes were half-lidded and he was already panting. There was also a sheen of sweat located on the other’s brow. Kakarot looked more than cute. He looked sexy. Of course, he wouldn’t say that out loud. Instead, Vegeta attacked the other with his lips once again, this time letting his hands do the roaming, poking, prodding, pinching and sliding; he couldn’t help the excitement that was building in him for simply touching the other.

----new ending----

His arm coiled in the bed sheets as his hand reached out to grab the mattress. Nothing could have been more right than this moment.

Thrashing his head side to side, getting the hair out of his eyes, his gaze landed on the being on top of him.

Panting, sweating and a face only meant for him, Goku was the happiest man on the planet. His life, his all was there in the same room with him, and things just started to heat up.

Both of their shirts had been tossed aside like rags some time ago; their pants hung loosely to their frame.

This wasn’t enough. Their urge was growing stronger with every passing minute.

A throaty growl was heard as the last of the fabrics were bring ripped away.

Goku froze for just a moment. This was the first time outside of just having fun that Vegeta had seen him naked; this was a different situation and it made him a bit nervous. He was about to speak when the prince cut him off.

“Damn, Kakarot, you are one fine piece of flesh.”

Giggling a bit, Goku started to loosen up, not before he felt Vegeta’s teeth grazing along his skin. With a gasp of surprise, Goku arched his back, meeting the older male’s mouth. Teeth ripped across the pinkish skin below.

Vegeta’s eyes sparked with a new interest as he tasted blood. He hadn’t meant to break skin, but he was sure glad that he did. The squirming body beneath him was just so responsive; he wouldn’t let that go unused.

Vegeta worked his mouth along the expanse of Kakarot’s chest, stopping to nip and suck at the delicate flesh of a nipple. Raising his hand, he cupped the opposite side and slowly slid his hand up and down the younger one’s torso. Having that done, the Prince kissed his way up Kakarot’s chest to the collarbone, along his neck and finally to the other’s earlobe, where he lavished some attention there.

Snapping his eyes open at the tender sucking on his ear, Goku whimpered. He was being teased. He wasn’t sure how long this ‘foreplay’ was supposed to last, but he wanted more, and now. Problem with this was he wasn’t sure how to voice it, if he could even speak.

As if answering the silent need, he felt Vegeta’s caressing hand go to his hips and down his thigh. Goku let out a sound he wasn’t aware he could make. It surprised both of them, Vegeta stopping what he was doing to raise his head and look the other in the eyes.

Silently, the younger of the two was begging for Vegeta to go further faster and stop teasing. He even tried to speak, but only a whimper-ish growl was heard.

Using the same hand as before, Vegeta left feather-like touches up Kakarot’s body, to his lips and down his cheek. Grabbing his chin, he forced the male into a rough, passionate kiss while grinding his body down into the one below.

“AAHHH!” Goku threw his head back as far as it would go. He wasn’t expecting that to feel so good. His eyes were closed tight, so he didn’t see the other lean down towards the now fully exposed neck.

The Prince’s gaze was on the face of the angel that was in pure bliss. If only Kakarot knew that things were about to feel ten times better.

Opening his mouth, Vegeta latched his teeth to the tender, heated flesh of his once rival-turned-friend. Piercing skin, the metallic, coppery taste of blood filled his mouth. Lapping up every drop of blood with his tongue, the Prince moved in to kiss the other.

Wincing at the bite, Goku was ready. That was just the right push he needed.

After their lips met, he grabbed Vegeta’s hand and forced him down between his legs. He wrapped both their hands around his fully erect cock and started stroke a slow pace. Hoping that the older male got the hint, he moved his hand away and spread his legs open for the man he loved to take full action.

Smirking at the forwardness, Vegeta kept the pace going. Sitting on his knees in-between Kakarot’s legs, he leaned down, replacing his hand with his mouth and placing his hands on the other’s thighs to keep him from thrusting up. He licked, sucked, nipped and teased the hot appendage. Humming a bit as well to send different vibrations onto the other, he heard a loud moan that begged for more.

Goku couldn’t take it anymore. Was it so much to ask to have Vegeta inside him? He loved the attention and he loved the feeling of the hot, wet mouth on him, but he wanted more. He wanted Vegeta. Son Goku always got what he wanted.

Reaching a hand out, Goku grabbed onto Vegeta’s hair and tugged him upwards, making the other’s teeth graze along the sensitive skin.

Giving the best glare he could, given the situation, Goku pulled Vegeta into a kiss, thrusting his body upwards and wrapping his legs around the slim waist; he was fully prepared to make the proud Prince do as he wanted.

Just before he could do that, however, he felt a finger slip inside of him. He arched his body once again. Damn this was good.

Panting harshly, Goku waited for the pain he knew was coming, and it happened with the adding of a second finger. He wanted to yell “stop.” He wasn’t sure this was what he wanted anymore. That was until something happened. Vegeta did something; sparks went off behind Goku’s eyes. He never felt pleasure like that before and he wanted to feel it again. To his dismay, Vegeta removed his fingers.

Finding the desired spot, Vegeta removed his hand from Kakarot’s backside and instead placed both hands on the taller male’s hips. Lining himself up with the now prepared entrance, he slowly pushed in, holding his breath, not wanting, for once, to cause pain. He stared at the scrunched up face of his lover, waiting for it to become relaxed. Moments ticked by and the older male become impatient. He needed to move. But he had to wait until the other was ready, for if he didn’t, he could cause damage. Upon hearing the ok from the other, he slowly moved his hips back and forth. Hitting the spot on the first try, Vegeta smirked and held on to Kakarot’s hips tighter and his speed increased to a level far beyond what any human could take.

Screaming and moaning out in pleasure, Goku fisted his hands once again in the sheets, now moving his lower half to meet with Vegeta. The level of passion was increasing with every moment and without meaning to, Goku ascended to Super Saiyajin, calling out Vegeta’s name in the process.

Feeling, not only the energy spike, but the tightening of Kakarot’s inner walls, Vegeta grunted in pleasure. Now that the other was meeting him at every thrust, he took one hand away from the younger male’s hips and wrapped his hand around the forgotten member, stroking it far slower and tightening his grasp, increasing the pleasure for Kakarot.

Not ready for the two different paces or Vegeta’s hand moving to where it was, Goku gave a sharp gasp. He was nearing his end faster than he would have liked, but who is to say he wouldn’t be up for more later?

Watching Vegeta pant and give his all, even in this, the young male’s heart swelled with happiness; that together with the pleasure he was feeling sent him over the edge and he climaxed, yelling Vegeta’s name as he did so.

Hearing his name being shouted in such a way and feeling the other’s seed hit him, he too met his end and came violently inside Kakarot's body.

Totally spent, Vegeta trailed soft kisses up the sweat-covered Saiyajin below. He removed himself from the younger males backside and crawled slowly up to the other’s side. Pulling Kakarot into one last, heated kiss, he wrapped his arms around the other, pulling him into a tight embrace.

Both men listened to each others breathing, waiting for it to even out. They fell asleep inside each other’s arms and a smile on each of their faces.

The next morning, Goku woke up. He didn’t feel a warm body beside him and frowned. He thought that last night was too real to be a dream. Just as he was about to pout and be sad for the rest of the day, his Prince walked through the door, towel drying his hair. Goku smiled; it lit up the room. Now everything was perfect. It wasn’t just a dream and it no longer would have to be.

The end.
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*fans self* ...well that..was...different >.> HOPE YOU ENJOYED!