Past To future

Sirrious writers block!!!!!!!!!! My muse packed up and flew the coop...I think she went to Jersy...Nothing is working, so unless you want to see this end without a finish, you people who read this story had better start trying to inspire me...


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Vegeta looked, scanning the cold metal hallway, searching for any possible threats. He doubted if there were any. He had just returned a whole day earlier from his mission just to avoid any sort of problem his arrival normally would cause. Pressing the security code to his room, he watched the door slide open.

He let his eyes dart around one last time, tightening his cloak over his form before he rushed into his room. So far so good. NO one had suspected anything. Hell, they hadn’t even noticed the way the young Saiyan prince had worn his cloak tightly wrapped about himself as if it were freezing. The idiots hadn’t even noticed this bizarre behavior even in the sweltering heat of the shuttle bays.

Snickering almost madly, he shut and locked his door and made his way to his bed. Throwing open his cloak, he set the squirming bundle of fur down in the center of his covers. ‘Suzzy! You almost got me in trouble! Why did you keep squirming like that!?” He exclaimed, petting the overly excited animal. It gave a shrill WOOF in response and leapt forward to lap at the prince’s face and bare hands.

Vegeta laughed, “EWWWW Dog germs!” He giggled dropping down to his bed to roll with the mutt he had bought from the pet store on his way back from a purging mission. “That’s enough Suzzy!” He was still laughing as he lay on his back letting his new pet lick at his face.

Suddenly the com link in his room crackled on. “Vegeta!” It was lord Furiza’s voice and Vegeta froze.

“Yes Lord Furiza?” He asked, trying not to let the fright seep into his voice. He couldn’t let Furiza know that he had done something wrong, Furiza ALWAYS knew when he did something wrong because of the fright in his voice.

“I thought you were back early, the mission must have been too easy on you, hmmm. Maybe next time it will be a bit more challenging…but for now, I need you in my chambers…my pet.”

Suzzy, the gray little English Terrier pup began to grow, showing her sharp canines.

“Vegeta! Are you growling at me!? Do I have to reteach you that old, tiresome lesson, I truly HOPE not…I wanted tonight to be FUN…”

“Sorry Lord Furiza…I have not gotten a chance to eat yet…that was my stomach.” Vegeta said, covering up the next growl his new pet gave with his cape.

“Eat first, then come to my chambers!” The com link went dead and Vegeta heaved a sigh of relief.

“You almost got me in trouble again little doggy!” He chided shaking a finger at the dog as if it could understand what the gesture meant. “Now I’m going to need you to stay quite in here! You understand! I don’t want anyone to know you’re in here.” The excited puppy gave a thundering volley of barks, standing on her hind legs trying to get the Prince’s attention as he climbed off of the bed and began his preparations to go to Furiza‘s bed chambers.

“Shhhh, here…play with this girl!” He handed his dog a chew toy then turned to leave, remembering at the last moment… “Oh! Your food and water dish!” He ran and fetched the two bowls he had pillaged from the chow hall weeks before leaving on the purging mission. Going to the food dispenser in the wall, he punched in the proper codes for a stake and a glass of water. “Here you go.” He placed the food in the dish and dumped the water into the bowl. Suzzy jumped off of the bed and sniffed at the food. Giving a woof that probably meant ‘Thank you, Vegeta,‘ she began to chomp on it eagerly.

Smiling he exited his room, heading for the nearest transporter grid. He had had one in his room once, a long time ago. But he had broken that one after he discovered Furiza in his bedchambers one night after training with his body guard and caretaker. Of course he knew that Furiza had the ability to override any and every lock on the ship. He also knew that the lizard was too lazy to travel all the way down to Vegeta’s room, override the lock and come in. So with the transporter in his room gone…

He was reasonably safe.

Until he was called to the beast’s chambers. Just thinking about it made him shiver and frown, who knows what was going to be so FUN about tonight, but he was afraid to show up. Anyone with a his sanity still intact would have been afraid.

Climbing onto the transport pad, he typed in the personal code for Furiza’s privet quarters. Closing his eyes he let the machine do its work. Taking a deep breath he held it, waiting for Furiza to take notice of him. “Ah, my Prince! That was fast.” Furiza purred and Vegeta could already feel those dirty eyes on him, all over him.

“Yes sire, I didn’t want to eat. I wanted to see you. I missed…uh…I missed you.” He nearly lost his composure, he nearly growled the words out as the anger inside of him flared. He knew now why Furiza had told him to go eat first…why was quite simple now that he had his eyes open and could see the implements of torture laying neatly upon a tray before the Ice Lord. Furiza was looking for a reason to punish him. If he had been hungry, if he HAD eaten before coming. Then Furiza would have punished him for being late, or some bullshit like that.

“Well, I just wanted to make sure you made it back in one piece. Is my new property secured?” Furiza asked, lifting a glass of wine to his dark blackish red lips. As always, with the sick twisted bastard…there was a bottle of wine or some alcohol set next to the tools Furiza used to bring pain, as if the two things went together. Vegeta wished that he could knock that damned bottle over…

“Yes My Lord, all those disgusting creatures are dead…no collateral damage to your land.” Vegeta bowing his head in respect just so he had something other to look at than the blood stained hand cuffs and whips that had been used on him just days prior to his leaving.

“Wonderful…” Furiza said with a slight smirk, “Dismissed…and…Vegeta?”

Vegeta had turned, figuring he was home free he had leapt back onto the transport pad ready to go to the lower decks.

“I want to train with you bright and early…don’t be late.” Furiza turned his back on the prince.

Letting out a silent sigh of relief, he disappeared from the Tyrant’s quarters. Bright and early huh? Vegeta knew that in Furizaiese, that was five in the morning. God he hated getting up that early in the morning. Trudging his way down the hall his quarters were located on, he stopped dead in his tracks. What was that sound?

Straining his ears, yes there it was a gain. Coming form Raditzu’s and Napa’s room. Was that the sound of a dog barking? Knocking on the door, almost pounding on it in his fright, he held his breath waiting for his bodyguard or nursemaid to open the door. When the doors slid back, it was Raditzu standing behind them, a wriggling mass of fur in his arms.

“SUZZY!” He exclaimed in a hushed whisper. “How did you get out of my room!?” He scooped his pet into his arms, being greeted by a warm wet doggy tongue.

“Vegeta…”

The young prince looked up almost accusingly at his nursemaid. He trusted Raditzu, to a certain extent, but that didn’t mean that he didn’t expect the older man to not to covet the nice things that he owned. “What is the meaning of this!” He growled in anger.

“My Prince…” Raditzu started again, “Motion sensors on the doors don’t care if you walk on all fours and drink out of a toilet or if you walk on two legs and have a tail…it will open for anyone who walks towards it.”

Vegeta’s eyes went wide, “You mean…SUZZY! You bad, bad, BAD doggy!” Vegeta chided, earning more exuberant licks to his face for his troubles.

“Look, Vegeta…this is VERY dangerous! If Furiza found out…” Raditzu spoke words that need not be heard.

“I know…but…but I wanted a puppy!” Vegeta said defensively eyes filling with tears. “If I was on our home world, dad would have gotten me a doggy, I KNOW he would‘ve. Every normal boy has a pet growing up…I…I just wanted a pet…”

“Shhh…shhh, its okay my prince. I won’t tell, you know I wont…I was just trying to tell you to be careful.” Raditzu sighed, bending down to hold the twelve year old prince in his arms. “I’m pretty smart…let me see what I can do about your door. Maybe I can figure a way to keep it shut so that she doesn’t escape again.”

“Would you do that for me?” Vegeta asked, sounding surprised.

“For you, my prince, I would move the stars themselves. You‘re my cub, I love you.” Raditzu smiled at his leader, kissing the boy’s forehead. “Let me go out first to make sure the way is clear…then you can bring your little puppy out and back to your room.”

“Raditzu…” Vegeta whispered.

“Hm?”

“Thank you so very much…for everything…”

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“Its getting late…” Raditzu sighed, resting back against his mate enjoying the buzz of alcohol through his system. Letting his eye roam over the room, he realized that the crowd had almost all but disappeared. “Vegeta’s been gone for a long time too…”

Goku nodded sluggishly, “He’s fallen asleep…” drinking down the last of the very alcoholic fruit punch. “Maybe I’ll join him…I think I’ve had too much to drink.” Looking down at his little boy, he smiled. It must be getting late, the little cub had curled up in his lap and fallen asleep after Puar had left.

“Here, I’ll take him to bed.” Bulma volunteered, she was one of only three people still hanging around. “Then I’ll get Yamucha and Kuririn to leave you in piece.”

“That would be much appreciated…but who’s going to clean this mess up:?” Napa growled, eyes taking in the dirty stack of dishes, empty plastic cups and stacks of trash that littered the back of the room. His attention turned back to the woman, fixing her with a level stare as if trying to give her a hint as to whom he thought appropriate for the task.

“Oh, that? You’ve got cleaning bots! I had them brought over as a gift!” Bulma waved a hand, “I had my men install the controls in the kitchen, and I also had them install one of my replicators! See, the party was a distraction! To keep you out of the kitchen so they could work!” She knelt down before Goku, picking up the sleeping child, a small smirk quirking her lips. Disappearing from the living room to put the cub in bed.

Silence as thick and heavy as a wet woolen blanket fell over the room. ~Napa, I want them gone…~ Raditzu told him mate, his eyes locking on the two humans who were talking to each other near the front door.

~I know you do, just wait…then they will be gone and we can start the real festivities….~ Napa sighed, closing his eyes. Vegeta wasn’t there but…hn…he didn’t really care at the moment. He was warm, comfortable and had his mate sitting in his lap. He had drank just enough alcohol to make thinking hard, and in a few moments his mate would be naked and entertaining him…In other words, he was in heaven.

“Okay you two leaches! We’re leaving!” Bulma declared reappearing quite suddenly, followed by two floating droids of some kind. The robots moved silently and quickly towards the piles of garbage and dirty dishes and began to clear them away. “See, I told you I wouldn’t leave your house in a mess…when they’re done with this place, it’s going to be better than new…Oh, Raditzu…if you‘re still sick after a few days of taking that medication, come back and I‘ll see what went wrong!”

“Well…thanks for having us!” Bulma said smiling at the three drunk saiyans one more time before she shoved her friends out the front door.

“Finally, they’re gone.” Raditzu groaned leaning up from where he perched to kiss his mate.

Goku snorted, “You could have done that in front of them…I think they’ve accepted the fact that you two are together.” He said watching the two mates. He knew he should probably get up and go check on Vegeta, should probably go wake him and beg for sex…but…he didn’t think Vegeta wanted to be disturbed. The prince had shut him out again, whether he had done it consciously or unconsciously, Goku wasn’t sure. “Vegeta…” He sighed, his mate had closed off their link moments prior to his declaration that he needed to urinate. Maybe this meant that the prince had ulterior plans, other than going to the john.

Raditzu gave a soft moan and Goku decided, no matter how drunk he was, whether or not his prince wanted him around, he was overstaying his welcome. “G’night.” He mumbled trying to pull himself to his feet. When a strong hand tangled itself into his hair and yanked him back down, he yelped in surprise and pain.

“No you don’t.” Raditzu growled moving from Napa’s lap to straddle his brother’s hips. “You’re staying right here…”

Goku gasped in surprise when a very hot, very soft mouth pressing against his. When a slick tongue slipped past his lips, he jerked away. “RADITZU! What are you doing!?” He cried, eyes as large and round as the plates they had eaten off of earlier—oh boy how that had sobered him up. Besides the fact that the cleaning bots had started vacuuming behind them, they were completely alone in the room, but it wasn’t that which had stopped Goku. Not that at all but the fact that, “Raditzu! You’re my BROTHER!”

“And you are part of the pack…” Raditzu purred playfully nipping at Goku’s nose. “Sex is a way to show affection…friends fuck each other, Parents fuck each other, and siblings fuck each other. Its just the way it works, sex, fighting, and eating are our favorite past times. Parents help their cubs through their first few heats…and even though most of the time the poor child is half out of their mind…and probably don’t realize who they are laying with, they enjoy themselves quite thoroughly and have very fond, if a bit blurry, memories of those times. If you had grown up on your home world…I might have had a chance to lay with you while you were in heat…” Stroking Goku’s hair, he ran his other hand over his brother’s tail.

He relaxed slipping back into the haze drunken stupor that had surrounded him early, his sluggish mind nearly throwing gears, trying to catch exactly WHAT Raditzu was trying to tell him.

“In other words, Kakkarot…it is normal to have sex with your brother…especially if they are part of your pack and especially if he is as attractive as Raditzu is.” Napa purred in Goku’s ear, “Besides…I’ve been wanting to see you and Raditzu together…you‘ve my permission Kakkarot…”

“Hn…I thought as much, you pervert…” Raditzu sighed, tugging Napa closer to ravish his mate’s succulent lips.

Goku groaned, he had to admit that watching his brother and Napa like this…it was arousing. When he felt Raditzu’s lips against his again he gave in, primal urges surging forward to tell him just what he wanted and how to take it. Growling, he nipped at Raditzu’s lower lip, his hands slipping down to cup a muscular ass. Raditzu wasn’t built like Vegeta, but he wasn’t bad either and Goku found himself becoming even more aroused.

“K-Kakkarot…” Raditzu moaned head tilting back. “Mmmm…” His brother’s lips traveled south and Raditzu couldn‘t help but purr. Goku grinned against his elder’s shoulder. Lapping at the hollow formed between Raditzu’s collarbone and tendons in his neck, he too purred enthusiastically. If only Vegeat were here, he had seen his mate’s deepest fantasies and a lot of them had involved this vocal sex idol. Hn…there was always tomorrow.

Letting his mouth roam up towards Raditzu’s claim mark, he found a hand in his hair once more, yanking him away. “Touch that and I’ll break your tail…” Napa’s snarl filled Goku’s ear.

“Napa! Hey, don’t be so harsh…he didn’t know…”

“Hn…” The hand in his hair let go and he felt tears sting his eyes, the pain had been phenomenal even through the cloud of alcohol.

“Kakkarot, you shouldn’t EVER touch another person’s claim mark. Only mates are aloud to touch each other there…not even PACK members touch another members’ bond mark. Napa killed his own father when the bastard touched MY mark in the wrong way. That‘s how serious this is…” Raditzu said a frown upon his lips. “I understand that you don’t know…but Napa has every right to beat you into a bloody pulp because of what you just did.”

Goku’s eyes snapped to the angry giant. “Uh…I…uh…shouldn’t be here…I…uh….” He tried to push Raditzu off of him but found Napa was holding him down as well as his brother.

“I’ve no grudge against you Kakkarot…you didn’t know…” Napa said, “Now you’re gong to stay put and let my mate have his fun…aren’t you?”

He felt his cheeks get hot and not just from the alcohol that he had consumed. Raditzu was purring, rubbing himself up against Goku as if he were an overgrown cat. “Come on…say yes…” Raditzu whispered in his brother’s ear, his tail coming to stroke over Goku’s face.

Letting his head fall back against the couch, he watched Napa dip in to kiss and nip almost teasingly at Raditzu’s claim mark. “AH!” Raditzu gasped, his hips bucking forward against his brother’s involuntarily, grinding against Goku’s arousal. “Mmmmm!”

Goku felt his brother shiver and he held him close, groaning at the feeling of muscular hips gyrating against his.

“Kiss him,” Napa ordered and Raditzu obeyed without a second thought, his lips devouring Goku’s. No matter how eager the Earth Raised Saiyan was, he couldn’t keep up with Raditzu’s skill. Not even Vegeta could kiss like this. Bringing his hands up, he tangled it into Raditzu’s long hair. They had far too many clothes on and he was just begging to be stripped.

“If you want me…Kakkarot…” Raditzu panted slowly tracing Goku’s ear with the tip of his tongue. “Then you’re going to have to take charge…”

The hot puffs of air that carried those devilish words tickled Gokus ear, driving him insane. He couldn’t wait, he couldn’t even begin to beg his brother to be the dominant one. He needed to feel the heat of bare flesh against him. Tugging at Raditzu’s shirt, he nearly tore it in his haste to get it off.

“Let me get those,” Napa tugged at Raditzu’s pants, once Goku had the shirt up and over the other’s head, Napa was helping his mate to stand. Pulling Raditzu’s tight blue jeans down, he smirked at the swollen flesh that bounced free before his face. “Come on Kakkarot, lets take care of him together.”

Napa slowly ran his tongue from base to tip, drawing a heated moan from Raditzu’s trembling lips. Goku watched for what felt like forever in utter awe of Napa’s nimble pink tongue. The baled warrior seemed to know how this worked as he pleasured the other in ways Goku had never even dreamt of before. Leaning in Goku let his tongue dart out over his brother’s engorged flesh, tasting the sweetness that was Raditzu and the spicy flavor of Napa’s mouth. It was a unique delicacy and Goku wished that the taste could be bottled, he would drizzle his mate in that wonderful flavor and have an Ice cream Sunday Prince. Letting his lips slide over Raditzu as best as he could, he flicked his tongue over the base of him. Letting his mouth roam lower, he nipped at a muscular thigh before moving back up to mouth Raditzu’s balls.

“Oh god…so close…” Raditzu moaned, “This is so…amazing…” He gave a keening cry, his fingers fisting in Goku’s hair since his mate had none to tug at.

Goku pulled back, watching the other take all of Raditzu’s length into his mouth. He had watched himself do this in the reflections of the fun house, but he hadn’t a good view…had he looked this…hungry…Maybe Vegeta wouldn’t mind if he got a video camera for their next…oh Kami…! Raditzu was jerking his hips back and forth franticly, screaming his end to the world. He could see thick streamers of Raditzu’s sweet cream escape Napa’s lips to dribble over his chin.

The large man pulled back dragging Goku in for a deep, bruising kiss. Goku could taste Raditzu’s seed clinging to every inch of Napa’s mouth and he whimpered drowning in it, it made him wish Vegeta was there. He wanted to taste the much more divine flavor of Royal semen. Oh kami was he aroused now. Finding himself being pushed back onto the couch he realized that Raditzu was yanking his pants off with all the eagerness of a Saiyan in heat.

“Now that wasn’t fair…“ Raditzu panted finally discarding the overly tight, revealing pants. Moving his hair out of the way, he sat in his brother’s lap. “You’re not participating much, Kakkarot…Napa doesn’t like that….lets give him a show, shall we?”

“W-Wait!” Goku cried out, realizing what the other had in mind and that his brother was unprepared. “KAMI!” He moaned, finding a very tight heat wrapping around him.

“No offence…or anything…” Raditzu grunted, taking the last few inches of Goku’s cock in. Resting against Goku’s chest as he trying to catch his breath. “You’re NOTHING compared to Napa…” He slowly rotated his hips whimpering at the feel

Napa chuckled from where he sat now, on a low coffee table before the couch. “Enough talking…I want to see you ride him, Raditzu.” He purred his rough voice even thicker with the sexual need that still plagued him.

Goku was unprepared, or that is what he found out when Raditzu began to move up and down over his straining erection with the easy grace of a professional. Gasping, he found himself squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to keep up with the pace Raditzu was setting. He had never in all his years imagined that sex could be this good. When he had found out that his race preferred men to women, he had thought that having sex with a man would be just like having sex with a woman. Boy had he been wrong—apparently on all accounts.

He felt Radituz’s trembling hands racing to unbutton the silk shirt, but he was blind to the reason why his shirt needed to be removed. He was blind to the bulky, bald Saiyan who had begun to strip in front of them. Gripping Raditzu’s bucking hips, he nearly screamed in ecstasy. All he could see was his end coming up fast, Raditzu was amazing in every sense of the word.

“Ohhhh, HARDER…” Raditzu panted and begged even as he leaned forward proving how flexible he was by capturing one of Goku’s nipples between his teeth.

“AH!” Arching almost all the way off of the couch, he plunged deep inside his brother’s hot body one last time, spilling his seed. Clutching Raditzu’s ass cheeks convulsively, he growled at the feeling of liquid heat on his stomach. Panting harshly, he yanked Raditzu down for a deep needy kiss. Just feeling Raditzu’s muscles still pulsating around him made him hard. Why didn’t Vegeta ever let him do this?! No wonder why his prince liked this so much…was HE this good for Vegeta?

“Kakkarot…” Raditzu mewled, pulling away from the younger Saiyan. “You’ve never done that before…have you?”

Goku just stared at his brother in a daze, no wonder Raditzu was pregnant. If Raditzu was his mate, he would never let the long haired man leave the bed…

“I’ll take that as a yes…” Raditzu snickered, “Not bad for your first time…just a word of advice, never let the submissive set the pace…you could have had so much more fun if you‘d been in charge…”

“Enough out of you,” Napa growled.

“Hn…”

Goku watched Raditzu stand, pulling his pants back on. “Go find us a decent room to stay in…” Napa ordered, a smile spreading over his face. “And make sure you’re naked when I get there…”

He realized that he was being left alone with Napa, “Uh…I…should be going…and…uh…check on Vegeta…make sure he isn’t laying on his back…or anything…”

Napa gave a deep growl as warning, “Come here Kakkarot…” He shoved the coffee table out of the way and it skidded over the hardwood floor to slam against the wall. Goku eyed it with fear, was this about earlier? He hadn’t meant to touch Raditzu like that…if he had known, he wouldn’t have even come close to Raditzu’s throat or shoulder.

“On the floor!” Napa ordered, pointing as if he were trying to get a disobedient dog to obey him.

Goku scrambled to where Napa pointed, his tail wound tightly around his waist even as it trembled and puffed out in fright. “Are you afraid of me?” Napa growled.

“Y-yes, oh hell yes!” He exclaimed nodding with his words just in case Napa chose not to hear them.

“Hn,” Napa snorted, kneeling behind the trembling Saiyan, “You don’t need to be, Kakkarot…”

He nearly jumped to his feet when he felt two gentle hands on his back. Looking over his shoulder he saw Napa’s half lidded eyes running over him. “You’re nearly as beautiful as your brother, do you know that, Kakkarot? I am glad that Vegeta has you…you will make him very happy. I know in my heart you will.”

Goku felt puzzled until he felt two wet fingers against his entrance, rubbing against him, making him squirm. “Kami!” He groaned, arching his back. He may have loved being in a hot, tight body, but this was even better. He loved the feeling of slick fingers pressing into him, making him hurt and ache. He loved the pain and the sharp pleasure that would always follow a good, hard fucking. Feeling a thick finger press into him now he cried out, pushing back against that finger.

“Fuck Kakkarot…you’re more eager to do this than my MATE is…” Napa leaned forward, nipping at Goku’s butt cheek before slipping another finger in. “Masochist…”

The pain was almost too much to bare, almost but Goku reveled in it all the same. Licking his lips, he shot a glance back over his shoulder. Kami, now he could see why his brother loved Napa so. He may be tall, intimidating and maybe a little on the ugly side but when seen through the haze of lust…Napa was fucking sexy. Raditzu had his own sex appeal, so did Vegeta…but Napa’s beauty was more…bold…more like a diamond in the rough. Like the beauty found in a woman with black hair, blue eyes and a nose two sizes too big but exquisitely shaped to fit her face.

“Are you ready?” Napa whispered in Goku’s ear, pulling his fingers out.

“Mmmhmmmm…” Goku purred spreading his legs wider. There had been no teasing, only preparing and Goku pouted at the lack of pleasure from those fingers. He had to wait for the main attraction.

Napa positioned himself, diving forward in one quick thrust to spare Goku too much pain. Hissing between clenched teeth, he listened to his bond brother whimper before lapsing into labored breathing. “You okay?”

“Fuck…you’re HUGE…” Goku groaned even as he tried to laugh at the absurdity of his statement.

“Shhhh,” Napa purred in Goku’s ear, wrapping his heavily muscled arms around Goku’s waist. Shifting oh-so-slowly he began to pull back out giving Goku very little time to get used to Napa’s girth. “Just tell me if I hurt you…”

Goku nodded wriggling back against Napa begging for the other to slam back home. He need this, Kami did he need this, almost more than he needed air to breath. Then, like a lighting strike, it started. Napa was no where near gentle, but he was fast and precise and Goku couldn’t help but scream.

Oh kami, what bliss. Ever pounding thrust brought blinding pleasure washing over him.

He was pretty sure that he and Vegeta had never been this rough, but he knew that they were going to be from now on. Crying out again, he arched his back trying to take that huge erection deeper into his shaking body. Feeling sharp teeth racking over the back of his neck, he snarled clawing at the floor below him. Even at the carnival, when Vegeta had him bent over and screaming, even THAT could not rival this. This was primal, this was Saiyan instinct in its finest. When a strong hand came to his face to sweep over his cheek almost lovingly, he bit at it catching a finger and drawing blood.

The taste was salty sweet and mixed copper. Goku couldn’t get enough. Licking his lips he growled and tossed his head, slamming harshly back against Napa’s face. Blood splattered, from where he didn’t care, he lapped at the floor, drinking the dark droplets down.

“You dirty…” Napa ground out, grasping Goku’s hips harshly he sped up. That hand was back and at his lips and he let two thick fingers in to rape his mouth. Sinking its teeth into those rough digits, he drew more blood, his eyes rolling into the back of his head at the taste. “Oh FUCK!”

Goku knew that cry wasn’t a cry of pain, he could almost feel the other’s pleasure. Thrashing he gave one last muffled scream, loosing himself in the rush of orgasm. Feeling hot liquid fill him and spill down his inner thighs he purred.

“You liked that, did you?“ Napa growled pulling out.

“Hn…“ Oh yes, that cry wasn’t because of pain he had gotten the other to cum simply by biting his fingers. He smirked groggily into the floor as he was aloud to collapse forward, “Napa,” He breathed in the heavy, sex scented air and sighed. “We’ve GOTTA do that more often…”

Napa fell to the floor, laying on his back. Dragging Goku to lay on top of him, he ruffled his hair. “Kid, any more sex like that and you won’t be able to walk for a month…hell, any more sex like that and—I—won’t be able to walk for a month…”

“Hn?”

“I missed having sex with another Dominant…” Napa sighed closing his eyes.

“What?”

“Mmmm, when Saiyans mate…they automatically choose either the submissive role or the dominant role…there will never be two submissive mates, or two dominant mates in a bonded pair. Unheard of…” He gave a sleepy yawn. “In a pack, when two submissive men get together, they have sex differently then when a submissive and a dominant get together. When two dominant men get together, they have sex differently. I could never be that rough on Raditzu, he wouldn’t stand for it.”

“Oh…” Goku smirked lazing towards sleep. “Sorry if I bit you…”

“Its okay, that’s why I had sex with you…you maybe submissive in sex…but I knew if I got my hands on you I could shake you out of that role…” Napa began to purr, stroking Goku’s hair as he had often done with their prince after telling the cub a story at bedtime. “Go to sleep now Me’cuthara Ko’b…”

With a heavy sigh, Napa pushed himself up off of the hard cold floor. Grimacing at the sticky mess he lay in, he hoisted the sleeping man and stood. At once a cleaning bot was moving in to scrub up the drying substance on the floor.

Sweeping the house, Napa located their prince’s ki and set off in search of the room the Royal had decided to occupy. Spotting Vegeta’s shirt halfway up the hallway, he sighed and picked it up, careful not to joust the sleeping Saiyan in his arms. Passing a clean white bathroom, he pushed his way into the bedroom that was right across the hall.

Vegeta lay sprawled across the bed, flushed face turned away from the overhead light, a slight scowl on his face. Laying Goku down at the Prince’s side, Napa smiled softly down at the two as they instinctively curled around each other. Going to the door, he flicked the light off and closed the door. Heading back towards the living room, he was appalled to find that those annoying droids had picked up his and Goku’s clothes and folded them neatly.

Shooing the clunky cleaning bot out of the way, he picked his clothing up, as well as Raditzu’s discarded shirt. Eyeing Goku’s clothing, he decided that he’d leave it, after all, Vegeta carried all their gear packed in those tiny capsules, if they needed clothes in the morning, they had them. Besides, his mate was waiting on him.

Smirking, ~Raditzu…ready or not…here I come…~ He started off towards the set of stairs he had seen his mate disappear up. Running up them, he swung around the corner at the top and down the long hallway to the very end.

~Not yet…but you will soon.~ Raditzu’s mind purred back and Napa’s smirk grew.

Opening the door, he ambled in as if he hadn’t just been in a rush to get there. Closing the door, he crossed the distance sat on the bed next to his aroused, naked mate. “Hmmm….so…how was he?” Raditzu purred climbing into his mate’s lap.

“Good…a little too good…” Napa bit his lower lip, his mate’s lips playing with his bond scar. “If I had him in my lap instead on his hands an knees…I’d be a bloody mess…”

Raditzu smirked his eyes taking in the split lip his lover sported. “Oh well…maybe next time he will…and I’ll get to clean your wounds.” He leaned up and slowly licked at the oozing cut.