Past To future

Just wanted to remind everyone, don\'t own this, if I did, vegeta and goku would never be dressed in the Anime...and the earth would probably be dust right now cause they sure as HELL wouldn\'t be fighting since they\'d be too busy fucking like rabbits...that being said...ON WITH THE STORY, ne?

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Vegeta slowly treaded up the front steps of the house, his hand coming to the red stained wood . Pushing on it, he forced Goku to back up and out of the way. “Kakkarot,” He whispered, looking furious. “Did that woman of yours do this to you?”

Goku looked away, focusing on his friends, Raditzu, Napa and Bulma who were walking past him, his eyes locking on Gohan‘s as his son looked up at him. He knew there were all watching him, knew that Raditzu and Napa were paying close attention to Vegeta’s words and intentions. “No…I tripped when I was working outside and fell of this cliff…” He said still not meeting Vegeta’s eyes. Laughing, he rubbed the back of his head, “I’m such an idiot sometimes, huh ’Geta!?” Maybe if he didn’t look the Prince in the eyes, the short Saiyan would not be able to tell that he was lying through his teeth.

“Do you truly think I’m that fucking stupid?!” Vegeta snarled, backing Goku against a wall, his hands coming up to grip Goku’s stupid orange gi top. “Where is that bitch?!”

“S-she’s down in the basement…” He squeaked wincing away when his mate raised his hand as if to hit him. When he felt a gentle hand upon his cheek, he let out a bated breath.

Leaning up, Vegeta pressed his lips against Goku’s, slowly stroking his mate’s cheek. “I will speak for your honor my mate…and she will not live to touch you in such an un-honorable way again.” Vegeta whispered as he pulled away. “Stay here until my return…then…we will make amends for my stupidity.”

Goku blinked, watching his mate stalk away like a hungry panther. He had not understood what his mate had said, not fully any ways. He didn’t want to admit that he wasn’t the brightest man in the world, but there had been far too many big words in his prince’s speech for him to truly interpret the royal’s intentions.

“Maybe we should try to stop him?” Raditzu whispered to his mate.

“He can handle himself…” Napa growled to Raditzu. “Woman. Go find the boy some warm clothes to wear. He got wet in the rain storm.”

“Oh…of course…” She exclaimed noticing Gohan as if for the first time. “Come on Gohan! How about you show me your room?” Gohan looked over his shoulder at his uncles and nodded almost as if he understood what was going on. Taking Bulma’s hand, he led her upstairs.

“Kakkarot, come here and let me have a look at you.” Raditzu said motioning his brother to come to sit upon the living room couch.

Goku gave a nervous chuckle, “It really looks much worse than it is…” He said even as he took his seat, “It looks like you had an accident of your own…huh?”

“There was no accident. Napa was being an ass and hit me.” Raditzu grunted gently running a finger over Goku’s jaw line. “I don’t think there are any broken bones. Are you in much pain? Tell us what happened.”

“Are you kidding me? I told you…it looks much worse than it really is…” Goku chuckled rubbing the back of his head, “You’re making too much of a fuse over me!”

“Idiot…now I see why Vegeta calls you that. This isn’t anything to shrug off Kakkarot!” Napa growled, coming to sit upon the couch too. “Why did you come back to a place where you are forever being hurt?! What did you do to make her so mad?”

“I raped her, okay! I deserved this…I had this coming to me for what I did to her!” Goku cried glowering at his friends, daring them to say something about his beliefs.

“It isn’t your fault, Kakkarot. She had it coming, she was hurting you…you finally did what was law, you took revenge. Remember, you’re a member of our pack,” Raditzu said as if his brother had forgotten that fact. “And while you’re a part of this pack, you will NOT sustain injury that is not justified, as in…you’re training and I kick your ass…do you understand? In other words…if you come back to this woman’s house and are injured again, we will have to do something drastic to protect you from yourself.”

Goku looked down at the carpet feeling great shame fill him.

“We do this because we care for you Kakkarot…and we care for your bond to our prince.” Napa sighed, ruffling the other’s hair.

“There will be no more bond…Vegeta doesn’t want me…” Goku whispered sadly.

“Nonsense! He is just afraid of being hurt, he is just as afraid as you are it seems. Which, to me, seems fucking stupid since neither one of you have really ever hurt the other!” Napa growled forcing his bond brother to look at him. “Listen. Vegeta has seen the video upon that pod’s memory banks and he knows the truth. His nightmare has been forgotten. He is going to make up with you…are you going to accept his advances?”

“W-what?” Goku sniffled, scrubbing at his eyes. Damned, why can’t these men talk like normal humans?

“Kakkarot, Vegeta is probably disemboweling that bitch who did this to you…when he is done, he is going to want to care for your injuries. Which means he is going to want to have sex with you…are you going to let him, or are you serious about wanting to leave him to himself? Because if you two separate…you both will die. Mates can not last long apart.” Raditzu said, placing a hand upon Goku’s leg, “I don’t suggest leaving him…it is obvious that you care for him deeply.”

A loud growl erupted in the room and all three Saiyan’s looked up to find their prince standing before them, a few spatters of blood upon his face and a heavy scowl upon his brow. “Take your hands off of my mate.” Vegeta snapped, his tail waving through the air behind him. The air was becoming heavy with the scent of Vegeta’s anger and lust. “Come with me Kakkarot…”

“Come on! We need to get down the basement right now. There has been another Tornado spotted not far from these mountains!” Bulma exclaimed as she raced down the stairs a radio under one arm and Gohan in her other.

“You heard her, Raditzu, Napa…get down there!” Vegeta barked.

“What about you, my prince?” Raditzu asked worried that Vegeta was planning on reconciling upstairs where it would be very dangerous during a windstorm.

“I will follow…there is a room down there…with a bed…” He gave Raditzu a knowing grin.

Bulma had paused besides a door that had a chain lock upon it and frowned at her long time friend and the Prince not understanding what was going on. “Come on…” Opening the door, she charged down the stairs and into the poorly lit room below.

“Kakkarot, downstairs and to your left is a room…wait there for me.” Vegeta ordered before pushing his mate gently through the door. Leaving the door open, the prince disappeared up the hall and towards the kitchen.

Goku gave a worried growl but followed Raditzu and Napa down the stairs.

“Go wait as your mate ordered,” Raditzu whispered to Goku, guiding his brother towards the door that Vegeta had obviously been speaking of. “I will guard the door to make sure Bulma and your son stay away…here…have fun” Goku couldn’t help but blush when Raditzu pressed a tube of lubricant into his hand. Walking past his brother and into the cool room, Goku’s eyes roved over the room spotting a few small splashes of blood upon the white carpet. Taking a few steps towards the bed, he tossed the tube of lube onto the black coverlet. His mate wasn’t even in the room with him, but he couldn’t help it. He was becoming aroused already.

Turning he let his interest wonder around the rest of the room.

“Chichi…” He whispered, eyes landing on the horrified looking female who was chained to the wall by some sort of ki technique. She was fully clothed, only a few scratches here and there. In her mouth was a wad of some old cloth Vegeta must have found from somewhere in the room.

“MPH!” Chichi gave an indignant cry, straining against her bonds as she glowered up at her ex.

“You like what I did?” Vegeta’s honeyed voice filled Goku’s ear, making the earth raised Saiyan jump half out of his boots.

“V-vegeta!”

“Hn,” The prince purred, wrapping his arms around Goku’s waist from behind. “Although she deserves to die for her crimes against you…Hmmmm I don’t want to hurt you in such a manner. I’ve decided…if she understood in her own way that you are mine…maybe she wouldn’t dare to lay hand on you again…after all…I am the strongest. Who would dare to piss me off a second time?”

Goku glanced from his mate’s ungloved hands to the woman chained to the wall. He wished he could tell what she was thinking. He knew she wasn’t happy, she was glowering at him as she always did but the anger on her face went beyond what was normally there. “Vegeta…why don’t we just lock her in this room until the storm is over and then let her out when we go home? It isn’t like she knows where we live…and…I doubt I will ever come here again…chaining her to the wall is just…mean.”

“What if she finds out where we live…I don’t want her to EVEN THINK of touching you again…you’re mine. Besides…when you become round with my child it would not be good for our cub if she comes around to beat on you again.” Vegeta purred, moving so he stood before his mate. “But now you will be quite and let me tend to your wounds…” Vegeta slowly leaned up, running his tongue over the cut in Goku’s lip lapping up the blood that had begun to coagulate there.

“W-wait! We can’t do this i-in front of her!” Goku gasped, pointing back at the woman who looked a bit startled now.

“Yes we can…to show her that she has no claim upon you any more…in a very clear manner that she will easily understand…so that there will be no doubt that you love your prince…” Vegeta purred, letting his tail run up a chiseled chest and over Goku’s face trying to entice him to follow as he stepped away. Laying himself out upon the bed, he ran his hand slowly past the waist line of his pants and over the growing hardness there. “Will you deny your prince what he wants…hmmmm?”

Glancing back to his wife one last time, he locked eyes with her. Seeing the hate there in those black orbs made him snarl. Why was he waiting? Why was he hesitating? Why did he care what Chichi thought? His mate wanted him, he wanted his mate, who cares what this woman thought of him, after all she had beaten him….she hated him. Vegeta loved him…in his own special way…

“Karo…” Vegeta whispered and Goku smirked turning his attention back to his prince. Yanking his shirt off over his head he tossed it to some remote corner of the room before climbing onto the bed.

“I’m sorry, Vegeta…I shouldn’t have kept you waiting. I-I‘m sorry for…for everything.” Goku whispered kicking his boots off before laying next to his prince. Drawing the slighter man on top of him, he purred, burying his face in the other’s neck.

“Why are you sorry?” Vegeta murmured stroking Goku’s hair. “I chased you away…I made you think I didn’t want you…again…when that isn’t true at all.” Closing his eyes he nipped at his mate‘s chin before slowly moving up to suckle on the bleeding wound on Goku’s lower lip. Shivering at the taste of blood he let himself relax over his mate’s firm chest. ~My mate…you make me feel so safe, so loved…how could I ever doubt you?~

Wrapping his arms around his mate, he groaned both in pain and pleasure. ~kiss me Vegeta…I want to taste you.~ He begged his mate telepathically running his hands up Vegeta’s back massaging the muscles there.

“Karo,” Vegeta echoed his mate’s groan, giving his mate exactly what he asked for. Sweeping his tongue over the dripping cut one last time, he slipped past bruised lips and into a sweet moist cavern. Sparing against Goku’s tongue, he let his tail loose from around his waist to waive in the air freely. There was nothing to fear. Chichi was tied up, he could here her growls of protest as he slowly broke away from his aroused mate, and the door was securely guarded by Raditzu. “I want you in me…”

Goku shuddered his hands instinctively coming to Vegeta’s hips when the lithe royal pressed back against a certain hot spot. “A-are you sure?” Goku asked trying to breath, trying to slow down his racing heart. He wanted nothing more than to throw his prince down and tear his clothes off to leave him nude and blushing underneath him. However, he had to remember that they had company, and that they would have to join them once they were done. Vegeta would probably be angry if his clothes were useless. “I mean...if you…uh…I…I don’t wanna hurt you…Vegeta…kami…hn! Do that again!”

Vegeta did not answer his mate, instead, he slowly began to peal his skin tight shirt off revealing the muscles underneath. Shooting his mate a smoldering glancing, he looked back at the woman who was chained to the wall. Tossing the shirt her way, he smirked at the darkening glower on her face. “Do you have a good view? “I hope you do…”

“Stop teasing her…” Goku growled yanking his mate back down for a savage kiss into which he fed all his emotions. Lust, love, longing, desire, feelings he could not begin to describe, the sweet sadness he felt every time he thought of how wonderful Vegeta made him feel. Groaning into Vegeta’s willing mouth, he slowly fingered the buttons upon Vegeta’s jeans. ~Or I’m going to have to torment you until you submit to me….~ He slid his palm teasingly over the bulge there. Feeling his mate’s cry against his lips, he smirked. ~You like that? Would you like more?~

The prince gave a heated moan in answer his hand slipping down to cover Gokus, trying to keep it there. “Don’t you dare tease me…” He breathed licking his lips.

“You think I would tease…when…” He whimpered when a fuzzy brown tail slipped into his pants unexpectedly and wrapped around his neglected cock. “Vegetaaahhhh.”

Vegeta chuckled darkly, his fingers working at the ties that kept those pants up. ~Help me with these, won’t you, you lazy thing?~ Quickly the rest of their clothes were discarded.

“YOU MOTHERFUCKING BITCH.” The prince almost left the bed, forgetting about his aroused mate when he saw the cuts, the gashes and the bruises that marred the lovely flesh of his mate’s hips, thighs and lower abdomen.

“Vegeta, NO!” Goku cried pulling his prince back on top of him. “She didn’t do this…” He said a faint blush coming to his pale cheeks.

“If she didn’t do this, then who the fuck did!” Vegeta seethed eyes nothing more than slits as he looked down at his mate awaiting an answer. Whoever it was, they were not going to live long.

“You did…when we had sex earlier…” Goku said, slowly running his hand down his stomach and over the healing scratches. “You probably don’t remember…you were quite avid when you were giving me these…and I was beyond caring at the time…”

“I…I’m sorry Kakkarot…” Vegeta whispered a brief flash of sadness passing over his face before his features became blank.

“Shhh, Vegeta…its okay. Do you honestly think I care about a few scratches? That was the best sex of my life…hell, every time we’re together the sex is incredible…but it doesn’t mater, what is more important is the fact that you’re my mate and you made me happy then.”

Vegeta gave Goku a seductive smile. “Maybe you could do that to me this time…no holding back…I want your all…” He purred pushing his mate back down to the bed. His state of arousal had faltered a bit when the anger had flooded through his veins, but just seeing the love and longing in those big expressive eyes…he groaned reaching for the lubricant.

Taking the tube from the Prince’s hand, Goku popped the cap. The scent of wild cherries filled the air mingling with the sweet scent of their sex. Smirking Goku looked up at his mate as he slowly drizzled the thick goo over his fingers. “You ready for this my prince?”

Nodding he bit his lower lip trying to repress the fear that had been beaten into him for the nearly two decades he’d been alive.

~ “You want a mate, don’t you Vegeta?”~ Furiza’s cold voice purred to him from the darkness of his mind. Clenching his eyes against the echoes of the memory he tried to resist, but it was as if he had traveled in a blink of an eye to the midnight land of his past and he could do nothing to stop it. Regressed to the past to lay curled upon the floor of his master’s quarters waiting and fearing what his lord would do to him next; all over again. Growling Vegeta tried once more to rid himself of the disgusting memories, shoving the thoughts out of his mind in favor of remembering all his mate‘s sensitive spots.

“Karo…” He hissed the name, his lips finding the claim mark he had given only a few weeks earlier. Nibbling at it, he purred and groaned begging his lover to give him what he needed.

Feeling two slick fingers against his ass, he gasped, almost bucking back against them. He remembered this, he remembered the pain that had first come with those fingers, and he remembered the almost blinding pleasure that followed. He wanted that pleasure again. He wanted to reach perfection within the safe circle of his mate’s arms. “Kakkarooootttttt…” He moaned his mate’s full name shifting his attention up a strong neck and to slick lips.

“You want me to…don’t you, you want my fingers in you..” Goku purred against his prince’s lips. “Get on your back and maybe I will give you what you want…”

~ “You want someone to fuck you…and care for you…and feed you…because you don’t believe I can do these things for you, even though I DO do these things for you every day.” Furiza’s anger was sharper than usual, and Vegeta could feel it in the blows that rained down on him. Gods, he didn’t even know what he had done then, he just remembered looking out into the darkness and seeing Napa waiting upon the other side of a two way mirror. Waiting for something or someone and how he wished he could be there with the man, away from the pain he had to suffer.~

Shuddering he forced his body to move, sprawling out upon the bed, waiting for his mate the memories blinding him to the devilish smirk that his mate wore. ~No…not now, please not now…~ Fisting a hand into his own hair, he tried to concentrate upon what his mate was doing, what those slicked fingers were doing. They were massaging him, pressing against him teasingly but not entering. Gods! Kakkarot could be such a damned tease! Panting harshly he tried to push up against those slick digits.

“Do you want me, Vegeta?” Goku breathed in his mate’s ear slowly sliding a finger in only to pull it right back out when his mate instinctively bucked to draw it deeper. “Say it…say that you want me in you…tell me that you want me to fuck you.”

~“Tell me that you want to watch them, Vegeta…tell me…” Vegeta growled when he felt a cold hand tangle into his hair, yanking him up off of the floor. “I want you to watch Vegeta…this is something you will never have.” His eyes began to water from the pain in his scalp, but he could see clearly that Raditzu had been thrown into the room, half conscious and bleeding from several deep lacerations that wound up his arms and across his chest and a few that marred the perfect flesh of his hips and thighs.~

“K-KAKKAROT!” Vegeta roared in impatience, in anger, in mental agony because he couldn’t free himself from these thoughts to enjoy the pleasure that his mate obviously wanted to give him.

His mate seemed unawares as to his prince’s mental agitation as he sunk his finger up to the knuckle in his prince again and again, brushing against that sweet spot.

“OH GOD!” For an instant nothing existed except for him and his mate, and the bed they were laying in. The woman chained to the wall ceased to make her muffled curses and cries, and the dark thoughts that swirled in the Prince’s head fuzzed out and disappeared. All he wanted was that pleasure back again. “Y-yes…yes!” He mumbled, his lips too numb to move properly. All sensation had moved south, focusing around his groin and deep inside of him where that naughty finger had just stroked.

“Yes what, my prince?” Goku’s thick voice growled.

~”What, my prince…do you want to join them?” Furiza chuckled, watching as Raditzu was carefully lifted from the floor, as Napa sat the wounded Saiyan upon a table that took up most of the other room’s space. “I’m sorry, that isn’t possible…what they are about to do is only for mates. You…and I are mates…and I detest the way you’ve acted of late…so there will be no…”~ Furiza’s voice faded out of his head and he growled in relief, his lips twisting up in an almost mock smile. Furiza could not get to him here, while his mate teased him and stroked him closer and closer to that ever sought after climax. “Do you want me in you, Vegetahhhh?”

“YES…I want you in me…” He almost shouted gasping when two fingers were plunged into him at once, bringing that throbbing pain and burning pleasure he loved so much. This is what he had missed all his life, and this is what he wanted for the rest of it. The pain Furiza brought was harsh, and cold, but this was… “Kami!”

Goku moaned softly watching his mate buck and arch his back seeking more pleasure, more attention from his mate. Pressing his lips to Vegeta’s trembling stomach, he slowly stroked that spot deep inside of his lover, his mouth traveling south. He wanted to taste his prince’s vitality, his royal seed.

“AH! Nmmmm,” His prince cried out hands flying to tangle into messy raven spikes, his hips shoving up into the other’s awaiting mouth. “Yes!”

~“Yessss,” Raditzu moaned, his face flushed as his mate tended to his weeping wounds. Vegeta would never forget that look upon his caretaker’s face—a flushed joy mixed with what must have been great pain.~ He knew he must look like that now as he gave a scream that everyone in the house must have heard. Trapped between his Mate’s hot mouth and those thick fingers stretching him, bringing pain. Biting his lower lip, he tugged at Goku’s hair as if pleading with the other to move faster, to end this sweat torture.

~You must be quite my prince…we do not want our little Gohan to hear us, do you?~ Goku’s mind whispered to him as he tossed his head trying to bite off another mindless scream. “K-Kakkarot!” Those fingers had found his sweet spot once more brushing over the sensitive bundle of nerves just as a hot slick tongue swirled over the head of him. “AHHHNNNNN”

~Vegetahhhhh…~

“HOLY SHIT!“ He went blind, his world going black when his mate repeated his actions just a bit harder than before bringing him right to the edge.

Purring happily around his mate’s straining cock, he slowly began to thrust his fingers in and out of his prince. ~I’m going to make you scream my name so loud even the neighbors will here you.~ He told his mate just before he slid back down his mate’s length, his teeth meeting the heated flesh in just the right places.

~You dirty…Gohan is just next door…he’s only f-fo…AH! Oh god I‘m gonna…~

Reaching the base of him, Goku quickly came back up, his teeth scraping over the top of his prince while his tongue pressed to the throbbing vein on the underside.

“K-kakar-ooohhhh FUCK!” Vegeta sobbed his whole body tensing as his hips jerked up and he spilled his rich seed over his mate’s hot tongue.

“Hmmmm…Vegetaahhhh…” Goku purred licking his lips as he pulled away. Smirking at his mate he slide back up the Prince’s sweat drenched body. “Gohan’s probably thinking I’m beating you to death in here…” He chuckled almost breathlessly.”

“I would be dead….” Vegeta groaned his hand coming to his forehead to lazily wipe at the sweat that gathered there. “If that orgasm had been any stronger…”

“Maybe I shouldn’t make you feel that good again?” Goku teased stroking his mate’s limp tail, feeling the prince’s cock jump against his hip, trying to come back to life. “After all…I don’t want to loose my mate…”

“Shut up…”

~“…Raditzu, do you want someone to hear us?” He growled to his mate reaching with his tail to pull a chair to the table. Sitting upon it he moved his mate’s legs apart, examining the damage done there. Vegeta could tell from this angle that the long haired man had been brutally attacked but not raped. He gave a sigh of relief that drew the lizard’s attention to him at once. “Oh, are we glad the flee bag didn’t get raped?” Furiza sneered.~

~“Yes…that means I don’t have to see that big bald ape clean him there…that would make me sick and I do not want to throw up on your beautiful carpet.” Vegeta lied through his teeth, not taking his eyes off of the other couple wishing he had someone to clean his wounds, to kiss him, to make love to him, to make him scream the way Napa made Raditzu scream.~

~“HN.”~

“HN….” Goku grunted shifting their positions again, pulling his silent mate on top of him. “You’re thinking about Furiza again, aren’t you?”

Vegeta nodded slowly, tears stinging his eyes. He hated to have these flashbacks of his past, he hated remembering what that ass did to him…but he hated it even more when it happened and he was trying to be close to his mate. This was why he would never be able to truly open his mind to his beautiful mate…

“Its okay…” Goku whispered to his mate, trying hard to comfort him.

~ “It’s okay, Raditzu. I’m going to make everything better…” Napa whispered to his mate stroking the other’s hair as his other hand slowly pealed away Raditzu’s spandex pants. Vegeta winced, seeing the deep bruising where he had obviously used the side of his body to block the worst of the attacks against him. “Put your legs on my shoulders…”~

Vegeta shivered, remembering how flexible Raditzu had been.

“That bad?” Goku sighed, reaching up to brush his fingers over his lover’s sweaty cheek.

“No…just remembering how flexible Raditzu could be at times.” Vegeta mumbled finding himself completely aroused once more. “If I suggested something…would you mind trying it?”

“Maybe some other time…right now…I want to make love to you…and see the look upon your face…I want to kiss you and stroke you and pet you…” Goku whispered slowly starting to rub himself against his mate. He had been waiting for so long….he couldn’t stand to wait another second. “Some other time where I have my senzu beans around…so If I hurt you or I get hurt…there is no possibility of lasting consequences.”

Vegeta couldn’t help but groan with each and every movement his mate made under him. It was becoming hard to think and all Vegeta knew for sure was that he wanted his mate in the worst way possible. “Later,” Vegeta agreed watching thorough half lidded eyes as the man he loved grabbed for the lubricant once more. “Let me help you with that…”

~ “…Napa,” Raditzu purred, running his hands slowly over the large erection that protruded from his mate’s training suit. Looking around as if expecting to find someone else in the room with them, he reached into his hair. Wincing, he pulled a hair clip out of his unruly main. Attached to the dark brown clip was some sort of flask, unquirking the bladder, Raditzu tipped some of the contents out over his mate’s member.~

Taking the lubricant from Goku’s hands, Vegeta sat back, drizzling it over the throbbing organ. Tossing the bottle over his shoulder, he snickered when Chichi gave an indignant, if a bit muffled, cry as a sign that the slightly sticky bottle had hit her square in the face. ~Maybe I should make you scream like a bitch for making me orgasm so hard…~ Vegeta purred, running a slick finger over the slit of Goku’s erection.

“Ahm!” Goku moaned his eyes squeezing closed. “Please don’t…”

~ “…Raditzu…why do you always tease me like this?” Napa moaned, his hands clutching the arm rests of the chair he sat in.~

~“Because I can.” Raditzu purred deep in his throat, bringing his oil covered fingers to his lips he slowly lapped the sweetness off of them.~

Purring raucously around his fingers, Vegeta slowly moved himself over Goku’s hardon. “Since you asked so kindly…” Locking eyes with his mate he began to lower himself. “Mmmm…”

~ “…Anm,” Raditzu whimpered, trying to catch his breath. Several wounds on his inner thighs had reopened and the pain was almost unbearable.~

~ “Raditzu…” Napa whispered slowly stroking his mate’s sides. “If you’re in too much pain…I will understand.”~

~”N-no…” Raditzu groaned, using the edge of the table behind him for support as he slowly moved himself up and down his mate’s length, his legs trembling as they moved closer to Napa’s head as if he were trying to squeeze the giant’s head off. Locking his ankles he let his head roll back, his lips slightly parted as a groan escaped them.~

“V-Vegetaaahhhh,” Goku moaned softly unable to believe that he was deep inside his prince once again. He had thought that Vegeta would never agree to do this again after the first time, despite his words to Raditzu. He knew Vegeta was afraid, he could feel the slighter man trembling as he ran his hands up Vegeta’s muscular back.

The prince wasted no time, his tail curling around Goku’s leg as he drew himself back up. “Fuck me hard, Kakkarot…” He groaned, taking his mate’s hands away from the spots they had found in his hair. Kissing both palms, he placed them over his chest, purring roughly.

“Gods, I love you Vegetahhh,” Goku mumbled as he met each movement his prince made but putting no effort into setting a faster pace.

~ “Harder,” Raditzu groaned, slamming down where Napa was so gently pushing up trying not to hurt his tender mate. “I’m not made of porcelain. I will not crack if you throw me down and fuck me harder…” Curling his tail around Napa’s neck and up behind his head, he pulled the other closer. Gasping he crushed his lips against his mate’s, the thick length inside of him going deeper than before. Lifting himself up with the help of the table, he drove back down against Napa, unable to hold back the scream that tore from his throat.~

“Y-YES!” Vegeta gasped, back arching sharply, “There…right there…” He demanded eyes screwed shut against the sweet pleasure that was bombarding him with each hard yet slow thrust his lover made. Unwinding his tail from Goku’s leg, he swept it up his own back to curl with Goku’s. His fur puffed out as another sharp wave of pleasure washed through him, wringing a hoarse cry from him.

~ “Gods…” ~Why do you have to be so vocal when we have to be quiet?~ Napa questioned his mate, even as the large man grunted and drove himself home as hard as he dared, drawing yet another strangled scream from his trembling mate. This position was new to him, but he knew it would get a lot of use after today. It was fucking…~

Amazing, was the only way Goku could describe what Vegeta was doing to him. Groaning loudly in appreciation, he pinched the prince’s nipple, his other hand coming down to grip the other’s hip. Bucking wildly upward, he watched in a detached awe as his mate arched his back and slammed back to take him, his face flushed with his effort. “Oh gods, Vegeta…” He whispered, some how summoning the energy needed to move faster. He knew he was probably being a little too rough with his lover but…

~Raditzu was so eagerly begging for more, Napa couldn’t help himself, he gave his lover everything he had and more. Wrapping his arms around his flexible lover’s waist, he crushed the man closer to him, the only thing separating their heaving chests were Raditzu’s trembling legs as he nipped at Raditzu’s swollen lips.~

When Goku felt already tight muscles contract around him, a shrill cry escaped his lips. It was far too soon, he need more, no he DEMANDED more. Feeling the hot splash of his lover’s end upon his stomach, he moaned…

~Pulling himself out of Raditzu, Napa let his head fall against the head rest on the ornate chair, his seed splashing in sticky ropes against the edge of the mahogany table. “Shit…” He groaned, his hips giving one last involuntary jerk.~ (This moment inspired by the spilling of that wonderful treat, ICE CREAM! What problems can’t that wonderful stuff solve?)

~ “Napa…” Raditzu moaned his lover’s name, his legs slowly moving off of Napa’s shoulders. “You bastard…coming before I got the chance…”~

“You know, in some countries…that’s illegal…” Goku chuckled.

“What?” Vegeta groaned, pushing himself up off of his lover’s chest to gaze down at his mate with confusion in his eyes.

“What we just did…” Goku purred pulling Vegeta down for a soft, slow kiss to show his mate just how much he loved him. “But…I still…need…” He couldn’t brake away from Vegeta’s lips long enough to complete a sentence let alone more than a word at a time. Swirling his tongue through that blissful heat of Vegeta’s mouth, he moaned.

~ “I know,” Napa sighed letting himself relax for a few moments, his large hand stroking Raditzu’s hair. “Let me make that up to you…” Standing up, he lifted his lover with him, setting the other in the chair he had just left. Kneeling before Raditzu, he smiled up at him.~

“I love you…” Goku whispered observing the path his mate traveled towards his straining erection. He had been close before, and he throbbed for release. Hissing through clenched teeth he let his eyes slide closed when a hot tongue slide over the tip of him.

~ “Kami…” Raditzu whispered arching out of the chair, his tail snapping around to wrap about Napa’s broad shoulders. Napa had always been skilled in this department when he wanted to be, and it was obvious that the bald warrior was trying his hardest now as Raditzu panted and moaned his praise. “Napa…more…gods…I’m so…”

“Close, oh…fuck…” Goku moaned out tangling his hands into Vegeta’s hair as he began to buck his hips again. He didn’t know if Raditzu had taught his prince this, but it was very likely because the Prince was…Goku gasped in shock, pain, and pleasure as a finger pushed into his unguarded ass. ~I’m going to get you back for earlier, Kakkarot…and when I’m done with you…you’ll be walking with a limp in your step for WEEKS.~

~ Sharp teeth slowly scraped their way up his hardened flesh, and Raditzu screamed at the pain and pleasure it brought, his hands forcing Napa’s head back down, demanding more of the sweet agony his mate brought.~

~Make me come…~

Vegeta moaned in agreement, the demand seeming reasonable as he flicked his tongue along the underside of Goku’s erection, his finger easily finding that one spot Goku had teased so ruthlessly earlier.

~ “AHHHH” ~

~Raditzu trembled like a leaf, his mate holding his hips as he strained to piston upward as he spilled his seed, a sharp yet hard earned orgasm washing over him like the tide.~

Vegeta groaned, swallowing what Goku gave him with delight a purr erupting from his chest as he finished off the last of the confection. Licking his lips, he moved up his mate’s spent body to lay himself out over Goku’s chest like a living blanket.

~I love you…~

Tears stung the prince’s eyes as he confessed the one thing he swore he‘d never be able to feel after what Fruzia had done to him. Feeling Goku’s arms wrap around him, pulling him closer he sniffled silently an reciprocated the comforting action.

“I love you too…my prince…” Goku whispered, kissing the royal’s brow.

~“I see…you enjoyed the show…” Furiza’s thick voice interrupted what could have been a perfect moment. Looking down, Vegeta saw the tent in his spandex training suit and bit back a groan. Now he understood…why Furiza even allowed him to see…to see something to hope for, something to dream about in the worst of it all. “Come here…my mate…” Ice cold hands drew the crying prince closer, “Let me give you some new wounds…and maybe next time you won’t piss me off so, then I could clean those wounds like true mates do. Hmmm? I doubt you will obey, hhmm? …I guess you’ll never have what they do…hmmm, my little monkey prince?”~

Sobbing hard, Vegeta curled around his mate, already feeling Goku’s comforting thoughts in his mind.

~Its okay, my prince…I am here for you…you go ahead and cry all you want and when you’re done…I’ll still be here to hold you…~

~Furiza was wrong…I have what Raditzu has and more…~ Vegeta’s mind whispered the tears still flowing, but he could not help the soft, almost happy smile that spread over his features. ~I’ve finally beaten you, you bastard lizard…I’m my own man now…and…and…I‘ve found that one thing you’ve always tried to keep from me…love. Oh gods, Kakkarot, I love you.~


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