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Chapter specific warnings: Fingering. Forced-making out. Nose-breaking.
Chapter 3: Down

Vegeta plowed into his target, both of them crashing into the floor. With a powerful kick, Vegeta sent Ginyu into the wall. The usurper collapsed with a groan onto his hands and knees, appearing momentarily stunned. Vegeta bent backwards to accommodate the attack he was about to release when Ginyu grinned at him and disappeared.

Movement in the corner of his eye. He turned to face the speedy bastard but a fist smashed into his face above his right eye, the force enough to interrupt thoughts of battle with nauseating agony. Nevertheless, he fired in the direction of the orange blur as his vision doubled. He grinned weakly at the grunt of pain that sounded but a split-second later, Ginyu was flying at him, arm outstretched and catching him by the neck. With a choked cry, he crashed into the floor, clutching at the convulsing muscles of his throat as he struggled to breathe.

Ginyu was suddenly on top of him, fist slamming into his face and worsening the dazed state of mind he was fighting against. A hand clenched into his hair, lifting him up and slamming him face-down with seemingly no effort. He urged his limbs to react but then knuckles jabbed and then dug cruelly into his tail-spot. His existence became a white-hot demonstration of agony.

“AAAUGH!!!”

Blow after blow, all directed mercilessly towards one of the most sensitive areas of his anatomy. His eyes rolled into his head as his body tightened against the relentless torture on his nerves. Consciousness slipped out of his hands for only a few moments, but it was enough.

When he came to, he was on his back again, both wrists held down by one hand. The Earth Saiyajin’s face was looking down at him, oddly enough, with two fingers stuck in his mouth. It took a little while for Vegeta to remember what was going on. Weakly, he noted the hold on his wrists, then drowsily looked back at Ginyu, trying to recover from the wicked onslaught of a few moments ago.

“You’re lucky I’ve even considered doing this for you”, Ginyu said with a grin that reminded Vegeta of some kind of predatory reptile.

He had taken the fingertips out of his mouth, a thin line of spit leading from them to his lips. Vegeta’s nose wrinkled in disgust through the dizziness. He tried moving his legs, found them pinned down and spread apart. The bottom half of his uniform above his knees was gone. Dread began its paralyzing spread throughout his body again, particularly increasing as two wet fingers began exploring regions they were not welcome in.

He gasped as they found their goal, pressing against and then in slightly. Vegeta strained to fight against the sensation as much as he could in spite of the pounding in his head that seemed bent on disabling functions as simple as thought.

“Nnng…N-no…”, he began weakly before silencing himself resolutely.

No, he would NOT beg, he would NOT. He’d DIE first--

And so he cried out instead as two fingers suddenly rammed into him. Something long and hard rubbed against his inner thigh, adding to the disintegration of his nerve. And it certainly didn’t help when a mouth suddenly crushed against his own. His eyes clenched tight, all he could do against this intimate assault, but he did not fail to notice a few…differences.

The lips attacking him greedily were warm and smooth, firm and yet soft as they pressed hard against his, hot wet tongue licked against his lips as he struggled to close them. Much different from Ginyu’s actual mouth, which was utterly nauseating, cold and slimy. Kakarrot’s was…not so bad. In the terror gripping him, this, ridiculously enough, was a nice break.

Regardless whose body this was, it WAS still Ginyu in control. And his thighs tightened each time the fingers slid in and out, the hand wringing every now and then unbearably. His body was weakening despite his spirit’s fervent cry to resist.

Oh gods…the thought that, despite everything, he was still reduced to this pathetic...this disgusting helplessness…

//No…NO…I’m a S-super Saiyajin!! I AM!!!//, Vegeta roared at his betrayal of self-doubt.

Suddenly, Vegeta’s body became still beneath Ginyu. The captain let a lip he had been holding between his teeth go. The expression on the ex-prince’s face was one of submissive anguish, jaw clenched weakly. Ginyu felt the beginnings of victory.

“See?”, Ginyu said, “That wasn’t so bad, was it--”

A forehead suddenly slammed against his face, rudely cutting him off and breaking Goku’s nose. Immediately, he rolled off, hands holding back blood pouring through the fingers amidst muffled, distorted curses.

“G-GAAAAAAH!!! GOD DAB IT!!!!!!”, Ginyu screamed.

Vegeta scrambled to his feet, shoving aside the trembling of his legs, still suffering the after-effects of the attack on his tail-spot, the self-inflicted head trauma, and the overall feeling of repulsion towards the entire situation. Without looking back, he stumbled towards the door, then fell to his knees with a strangled groan as a wave of agony hit him.

“Aarrrgh…I-I’b godda KIG YOU POR DAT!!!”

The nasal, garbled threat went ignored, Vegeta crawling then dragging himself away and resisting in complying with what his body felt like doing, which was curl into itself against the still-fresh pain. He killed his power level to avoid detection, remembering the scouter the now-angry impostor had on him.

“Thith THHH--THSSSTUPID body--so bucking FRAGILE--WHERE ARE YOU, YOU LITTLE THIT!?!?”

Vegeta reached up from the floor as he got to the control panel for the door commands, slapping his hand against it wearily for it to open. He grabbed the doorway, pulling himself out of the room with his arms as his disobedient legs would not work at the moment.

The world seemed fuzzy, shattered. As though his mind had been put under the control of some kind of altering substance. Colors were too bright. His movements were shaky, useless. A blaring command of ESCAPE rendered him scuttling like a rodent for any kind of shelter.

"Vegeta? Is that you?"

Vegeta froze at the familiar voice amidst Ginyu's angry complaints, looking up towards it. At first his mind took a brief respite at the sight of Captain Ginyu's body standing a few doors down, a hand clenched over the right side of his chest as purple oozed out from between his fingers and down the dark armor. The newcomer stared at him with a pained, bewildered look on his face, staggering towards him a few steps.

Immediately Vegeta stiffened, utter confusion painting his features.

"V-Vegeta--"

Uncharacteristically, the prince let out a low, whimpering moan as panic continued its rampage within him. Wanting to avoid that sinister, soul-crushing pain the captain was so fond of dishing out to him. But his body seemed numb. It took all he had to fight against the urge to give it up and surrender. To just get it over with.

Footsteps heightened his alarm. He looked over his shoulder and saw Ginyu reaching towards him, hand outstretched.

"NO! No, leave me alone!!", Vegeta managed, his voice without its usual boldness making the captain pause and tilt his head quizzically.

"B-but--"

Blindly, Vegeta swung at the reaching fingers, eyes searching frantically for another escape. Ginyu pulled back to avoid from being hit, stumbling back a step but continued his clumsy pursuit.

Vegeta jerked up to a sitting position, scrambling back until he hit the wall.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!!!"

He continued trying to shove into the wall as though it would eventually give and seperate him from this monster. But of course it didn't and Vegeta shut his eyes, his breathing rapid and shallow as Ginyu practically fell on one knee before him. Cold, clammy fingers found his wrist and pulled insistently. Cool breath hit the sweat that clung to the side of his face and down the sloping muscles of his neck.

"Gods no oh no no no", Vegeta stuttered softly under his breath, his face turned away as though that alone would shield him from the pain that was sure to follow.

"Vegeta...i-it's m-me", the captain stammered, staring at him desperately.

The prince's eyes snapped open at the familiar voice that did not fit the face. A voice that inspired not fear but more of mix of contemptuous jealousy and a bit of curiousity. For a moment, the two stared at each other, then the prince's view darted from the nearby doorway of the room he had just escaped, curses and angry groans still audible, to the pathetic look of misery on Ginyu's face.

//Not Ginyu...It's...it's Kakarrot?...//

He felt his world gaining back a bit of clarity like a firm slap to the face.

“…K-kakarrot?”, Vegeta said uncertainly.

Relief flooded into the features as Goku nodded, “Ye-yeah, it’s me--the others are f-fighting that white-haired guy--I couldn’t reach--nng--couldn’t get their attention--”

“I hope you’ve had time to catch your breath because we are FAR from finished here!!!”

They both froze, then a hand reached from within the nearby doorway, pulling the prince by the arm hard enough that he sprawled on his back. Vegeta’s eyes widened as his ankles were captured in a maniacally solid grip. Damn! The confusion Kakarrot's return caused had distracted him from seeking sanctuary. He kicked sluggishly, holding onto the door-frame desperately.

“Wh-what’s going on? Is--is that Ginyu--?”

Vegeta suddenly disappeared half-way back into the room, wildly scraping his fingers on the floor, “GET AWAY FROM ME!”

Goku suddenly saw his own face, bloodied and furious, stick out from the door. The face grinned at seeing him, then turned his attentions back to Vegeta, who was still clawing at the floor in near-panic. Ginyu reached down, snaring Vegeta around the neck. The frame of the entry-way cracked under his grip as he was yanked back into the room.

“Vegeta!”, Goku began, taking a feeble step forward.

“N-NO--!!! GET Y-YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF M--”

Goku moved as urgent as he could in his state as he heard Vegeta suddenly cut off mid-sentence with an angry cry. He supported his weight against the ruined door-frame, staring in shock at Ginyu in his body straddling the Saiyajin prince, who was on his back.

“LET. GO. OF. ME”, came a muffled, angry demand from the floor.

He watched as Vegeta twisted in vain and could feel his energy wavering as he struggled feverishly. Ginyu was holding him down with minimal effort, one hand securing Vegeta’s wrists above his head, the other pressing his face to one side into the floor.

“So”, Ginyu said in a conversational tone, Goku’s own brown eyes flashing up at him mischievously, “You came to see the show before I finished you off, huh?”

“G-get off him--unngh”, Goku said falteringly, sliding to his knees against the doorway.

“Sorry. You’ll have to wait your turn”, Ginyu said with a laugh, turning back to his struggling captive and forcing his face forward, “What do you say, Vegeta? Feeling generous today?”

He grimaced and jerked back as Vegeta replied by spitting in his face, “Ugh…so that’s how it’s going to be, huh? Alright then.”

Vegeta’s eyes widened, then cinched tight as Ginyu leaned in close, dragging a tongue up the side of his face, teeth scraping against his skin as he renewed his struggling. He could see Goku staring at them in shock as Ginyu pressed his lips against his once more. Vegeta frantucally whipped his head to the side, only to protest with a high-pitched growl as his chin was caught. His jaw was pried apart, a thumb and forefinger squeezing the sides of his mouth. Fiercely, he glared up at his enemy and a Saiyajin’s face grinned down at his useless anger before a tongue and teeth savagely attacked.

The fact that his new nemesis, the very opponent he had left bleeding and broken and that he was starving to show his place again--ruined beneath the boot of his sovereign--stood a few feet away, reluctant witness to the deplorable depths he had been dragged down to by this perverted freak, almost seemed worse than the inevitable. Vegeta felt his heart ache as pride began its exit.

tbc


A/N: Thanks for the reviews, everybody! The fact that you enjoy and appreciate the horrible things I put Vegeta through makes me all happy inside ^^ I kinda regret not having Ginyu toy with Vegeta as Goku a bit more, as suggested by the infamous B-chan *bows*--I see the fun that would have wrought now--so instead Vegeta had that little panic attack. As far as Ginyu Force x Vegeta fanart goodness, I couldn't quite find the original pic (it was a very rough pencil sketch and all I managed were some tiny thumbnails anyway) but google images comes up with quite a few interesting things if your bored and have slash on your mind lol...not sure where I could post a link here if I did find it anyway -_-;; Very flattered and inspired by the continued support, guys. I promise you: it's going to get much, much worse...