Damn Traditions

Apologies that this took longer than usual, but I do have an excuse for last weekend, I was at my second convention for the year. I had the opportunity to see the English voice of my beloved Kakarott and Nail, so I just had to go. And I can tell you Sean Schemmel is a very nice man, he was there with his equally nice girlfriend Lisa, they are a lovely couple. I went into the Kamehameha contest as usual, but got beaten by a beginner in my round, my son was also beaten in his too. But Sean told me he thought I was awesome and that made my day. That and getting on stage with all the other contestants and Sean and all of us doing it together, now that was a thrill. I also met Naruto’s Iruka voice, Quinton Flynn and Wolfwood from Trigun’s voice in Jeff Nimoy, those two sang the Yaoi song that you have just got to hear on their show Adventures in Anime. It’s a laugh. Uhura from Star Trek was there as well. So I enjoyed an expensive trip to Sydney but had fun. And now I have this part finished and there is a lemon at the end and all I can say is, Poor Dende! Enjoy


Damn Traditions continued…..
by Fyrbyrd

It took the power of all four on the ship to Namek to keep Kakarott alive. Setting it on auto pilot allowed them the time to help aid him and rest to regain their strength. Nail made sure Tomtom always had a bottle of water with him in case they were pushed too far, which happened a few times. Kakarott had come close to dying if not for their combined efforts. He responded the best to Nail, forming a bond that was not the same as the one he shared with Vegeta, but was there none the less. Perhaps if he had gone, Vegeta would have been the one to pull Kakarott back from the edge.

Once they had him stabilized, Nail stayed beside him, lying against him, Piccolo took the other side with Tomtom beside him, while Turles and Raditz curled up together.

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Vegeta dressed and checked on his cubs before heading to the council room, he had heard that the entire council had finally been gathered together, and some were still siding with Paragus. He was expected to be there with his cronies, they were all for challenging the King. They wanted him gone from the throne and a new family to take the power of the planet. Since both he and his son had taken third class mates they were no longer worthy of ruling. They wanted the bearers to have rights of their own, the right to choose who they mated with. Again this was wrong; if they were indeed the future of the planet then they must be taken in control and bred correctly to Elites, not mated to anyone. If Kakarott could breed females then surely the others could too and there would be no need for male bearers later.

The whole place was in uproar and Vegeta spied Paragus sitting smugly amidst it all his arms crossed over his chest as he watched the too sides try to argue at once. At the other side of the table the King was mirroring him, not meaning to, he had his eyes closed and he was listening to them. He must have felt Vegeta’s entrance because he opened his eyes, and a few seconds later the entire room quietened. Paragus lifted his head to look at Vegeta, otherwise he did not move.

“Bardock, play the disk,” ordered the King and he turned to a big screen that was coming down behind him. Bardock did as he was ordered and the fight at the rebel base began to play. Several of Paragus’s cronies tried to shout it down demanding that it be removed, but the other’s demanded to see it. All the while it continued to play, showing the fight between Broly, Vegeta and Kakarott, all three as Super Saiyan. Everything seemed to quiet right down when they all watched as Broly tried to mount Kakarott before Vegeta fought him off. It stayed quiet until after they saw Vegeta and Kakarott vaporize Broly and the scene went dark.

“So as you can all see my son and his mate had every reason to battle Broly. He attacked, they defended. My son further defended his mate, and as you could all see it was a fight between three Super Saiyans. Broly, Vegeta and Kakarott, the so called third class mate of my son. I would say he is more than a worthy mate for my son; he reached the Super state before Vegeta did. My son went Super to defend what was his.”

“Then have Kakarott come before us and prove that to us now,” said Paragus from his seat.

“You know very well that my mate is injured. In fact you killed my unborn cub. My mate has had to be taken to a Namek healer in hopes of saving his life. You took my cub unfairly; Paragus and I think I have a right to challenge you in a fight to the death.”

Paragus smiled, “There is no proof that I killed a cub of yours.”

From his seat the King nodded to Bardock and a grainy picture appeared on the screen. “This is an ultrasound of the cub Kakarott was expecting, he was past three months along. Even he was not aware that he was pregnant again, though his power levels were low. Being a cub conceived after both mates were at Super Saiyan level, I have no doubt the cub would have readily achieved that level.”

Paragus laughed, “Again, a grainy picture is no proof—“

From where he stood everyone could feel the power rising in Vegeta. There was a huge gasp in the room when his hair suddenly turned blonde and they could see that golden aura around him. Those closest got up from the seats and moved well away.

Paragus narrowed his eyes. “This is unseemly behavior for the council room. Something I would expect from a third class, or someone corrupted by one.”

“That is enough,” said the King. “Vegeta stand down. Make a formal challenge and be done with it.”

Vegeta powered down, “I challenge you Paragus, to a fight to the death.”

“No, I don’t think so. You took the life of my son so I see no reason for a fight. A life for a life.”

“Fine. Then I have one avenue open to me.” He started to move slowly towards Paragus. “You attacked my bound mate, he is dying. I know this because I have felt it. I have felt him fail, he is only just holding on at the moment, and he is in the most immense pain so much so that he cannot shield it from me. I swear that if he dies I will kill his killer before I join him.”

Both Bardock and the King looked alarmed, their bond was not that strong…was it?

Once again he was slowly raising his power as he walked towards Paragus.

“You’re not serious,” he laughed as he got to his feet.

“Oh I can assure you that I am deadly serious.”

“Yeah…right,” said Paragus and he began to move away he could feel the power rising in Vegeta. “He’s a third class.”

“He may have been born into that class, but he has surpassed me in the past. My mate is in a class all of his own, superior to you. And he is my mate!”

The other councilors were fleeing the room, but Vegeta kept his even pace while Paragus kept the distance between them as he kept moving also out of the room, not quite running, but not moving slowly either.

The King and Bardock remained in their seats; it was amusing enough to see the councilors scuttling away like frightened bugs, but more so to see that Paragus was finally realizing that he was not going to get away from a fight with Vegeta. A fight he could not possibly win.

Paragus kept his fast pace up as he headed out of the palace with Vegeta at his heels, the look on his face had anyone traveling along the corridors seeking refuge anywhere they could. Vegeta was radiating his power as well as a killing intent.

Once past the palace door, Paragus lifted off into the sky to escape his relentless pursuer. Vegeta grinned and took off after him, he stayed on his trail but let the distance remain. He wanted the bastard to be scared. He wanted to see the fear. He wanted to draw this out and enjoy the pain he intended to inflict.

Paragus for his part had no idea what he was going to do. He knew the Prince could fight, he had seen what he had done to his son. He didn’t even understand why he was running; he had nowhere to run to. He stopped and turned to face Vegeta who came to a stop not too far in front of him.

“Why are you doing this?” said Paragus.

“Because you hurt my mate. Killed my unborn cub. I’m going to enjoy hurting you. I won’t be showing you any more mercy than you showed Kakarott. And I won’t be going Super Saiyan; I’ll take you down on your level.”

Paragus stood ready, but even he had no chance at the speed with which Vegeta attacked. He was hit hard in the belly and went flying into the ground with the same amount of sped he was hit with.

He slowly pulled himself out of the crater he had made with his body. There was blood leaking from his mouth and there were tears in his once pristine clothes, dust encrusting his hair. He swiped the blood from his chin as he stood, “Fine. If that’s the way you want things I’ll gladly take you on, and when you’re gone I will take your mate for my own and he will learn his place.”

He had hardly finished the sentence when he went flying again, a right hook sending him skyward, then while still airborne, Vegeta got below him and kicked upward, he sped higher until once again he was hit in the belly by Vegeta throwing his clasped fists down hard. Paragus crashed into the ground again, the crater larger and deeper than the first. Still he crawled out of the hole, shook the blood off and again got to his feet. “I’d have him restrained in my lab and let as many Elites as want to service him—“ A ki blast sent him sliding along the ground leaving a trench as his trail.

It took him much longer to lift himself off the ground and he shook as he stood, one eye open, the other swollen shut, one of his arms swayed uselessly and he slurred as he continued, “Breed as many whelps from your bitch until he dies.”

Blast after blast came at him as Vegeta vented his anger at the ongoing insults to his mate. He stopped and waited for the smoke to clear. Amazingly Paragus was still upright. On his knees maybe and his clothes nothing but tatters, but upright. “’s insignificant… third ‘lass trash,” then Paragus began to cough. His whole body shaking as he did so, his remaining functioning arm the only thing stopping him from hitting the ground.

Vegeta flew down and stood in front of him, Paragus heaving for breath as he stared at Vegeta’s feet. “My mate is far from insignificant. He is the strongest of all Saiyans. If he had not been recovering from birthing our twins he would have beaten your son without me. He took down Frieza; he continually surpasses me despite being weakened after birthing. My cubs are the strongest on our world. I know this without them being tested yet. I know it because I can feel it, as my mate feels the power of others around him. I’d like to play around with you some more, but I don’t think your body could take it.” He lifted off and turned back for the palace slowly.

Paragus gulped in air before pushing himself to his feet, pushing his power to as far as he could, launching a ki blast at Vegeta. It was dodged before Vegeta launched his own back at him. He waited again as the smoke and dust cleared, but all that remained was a broken body. Vegeta sneered at it as he returned to his original course and back to the palace.

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The ship finally made it to New Namek. Those on board were exhausted by the time the ship had landed on automatic and opened its doors. A lone Namek curious to know what the strange ship was there for, went inside to investigate. Finding two Saiyans curled up together on one bed, and another in between two Namek’s one with a youngling beside him was one of the oddest things he had come across. But he hurried out and back to the village to tell the elder who summoned a healer to go with him and some warriors to the ship.

“Nail,” said the healer seeing his older brother lying beside the Saiyan.

It was enough to arouse the tired Namek, “Dende.” He tried to rise, but did not have the energy left. “This Saiyan… I need you to heal him… We have all given as much of our strength as we could for him. He must live Dende.”

The young Namek wanted to help his brother first, but he could see and feel that the Saiyan was weak and had only held on because of what the others had given him. Nail tried to move out of the way, but he could not and one of the warriors helped him move so that Dende could get closer to him. Then he knelt beside him and held his hands over Kakarott’s body sending his healing power into the dying Saiyan.

It was some time later that he stopped; he was tired and had to be carried away with the others. They were all taken to the village, the Saiyans placed into one home while Dende insisted that his brother, and as he had learned mate and child, taken in with him.

Piccolo was the first to recover; he sat up to find Nail beside him, but no sign of Tomtom. Then he heard the delighted squeal of his son and slowly got to his feet and moved to see what he was up to. He found him outside playing ball with a teenaged Namek who smiled at him. “Oh hello I’m Dende; you are my brother’s mate?”

“I am Piccolo. Where are the Saiyans? How is Kakarott?”

“They are in the house over there,” Dende pointed to a place a little down the way. “The one that was dying I have stabilized.”

Piccolo nodded and moved towards the place. Dende scooped Tomtom up and hurried after him. Inside he found Kakarott laying on one of the three beds in the room and moved straight to him. After checking him over he bent down and carefully lifted him into his arms.

“What are you doing?” asked Dende.

“Taking him to Nail.”

“But why?”

“He will not be happy without this Saiyan being close to him.”

“Why? Why would you allow anyone other than yourself near your own mate?”

“Because this Saiyan is special to him… to us.”

Dende followed confused. He was even more confused when he watched Piccolo lay the Saiyan beside his brother on the bed.

Nail began to stir as Piccolo sat down on their bed. He opened his eyes seeing his mate, then he turned his head to the one beside him and struggled up onto his arm. “Is he going to be all right?”

“I have done all I can for him,” said Dende.

Nail turned to his brother and smiled, “I knew you could Dende, that’s why I brought him here to you.”

“But why? You seem to have become mated to a strong warrior, what is this Saiyan to you?”

“My friend, and along with my mate I care for him as much as I do Piccolo. If I could I would mate him too.”

“Would?”

“He has a mate already, one that has treated him badly, but that is because he knows no better. Still Kakarott needs me right now… and Piccolo. This Saiyan is special Dende; he is not like any of the others of his race. He is strong, but he can also have young, he’s birthed three already and the fourth was killed when this happened to him.”

“You and the others still need to rest,” said Dende. “I will look after your son.”

“Ah yes, Tomtom, is he okay?”

“He is fine, we’ve been playing.”

Nail smiled and lay back down snuggling closer to Kakarott as he turned onto his side. Dende picked up Tomtom and left them. Piccolo looked down at his mate and Kakarott before deciding to curl up on the other side of the Saiyan.

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Dende entered the house where he knew he would find his brother. His older sibling never moved far from the injured Saiyan he had brought to their world. It still confused him that Piccolo was not fazed by it at all, that he seemed to encourage his mate. And after what he had accidentally seen in the house where the other two Saiyans were staying had him reluctant to ask his brother about, but if he didn’t understand, how was he ever going to learn anything about these strange creatures and why his brother as so taken by one of them.

He called out to Nail to let him know that he was coming in; he’d learned it was better if he did. Nail didn’t answer, but there were no strange sounds coming from within, unlike in the other house…

As he figured, Nail was still wrapped around the Saiyan. “Nail?”

His brother moved and lifted his head but did not remove his arms from around the Saiyan.

“I need to ask you something about these Saiyans,” he continued.

“What do you need to know?” answered Nail.

“Well, when I went to check on the other two they were… moving together and grunting and groaning as if they were in pain, and yet they kept doing it as if they liked it.”

“They are mating, Dende.”

“What? That is how Saiyans mate?”

Nail nodded, “Not just them. Piccolo and I do it that way too. It is most enjoyable.”

Dende’s mouth fell open, “But it sounds so… painful.”

“Oh I can assure you that it is not. All that is happening is that one of them has their penis in the other’s ass and they are moving in and out. At the end the seed is released into the body.”

“So you let Piccolo put his penis into your ass?”

“Yep.”

“And you like it?”

“Oh yeah.”

“So when I take a mate I will do the same.”

“Yes you can, though you can also reproduce on your own if you want.”

“Do you… Do you want to do that with this Saiyan too?”

“Yes Dende, I do.”

“And Piccolo doesn’t mind?”

“No. In fact he’d like to mate with the Saiyan as well.”

“Isn’t that… wrong. The three of you?”

“Actually there’s four involved, and yes it is unusual, but not wrong… Not to us anyway.”

“Four involved?”

“Kakarott has a bonded mate, yet I have also made a bond with him too.”

“But you’re a Namek.”

“So I am, and he’s a Saiyan. Don’t worry Dende, there will never be any young between us, that’s not possible, however, sex is. And I want to have sex with this man even if it means his mate might want to kill me for doing so.”

Dende sighed; it was all too much for him to fully understand. “You’re not going to stay here are you?”

“No Dende. Piccolo and I will not be staying here. It is not our place. Piccolo was not raised amongst Namek’s, he finds our lifestyle stifling, he likes to be free, to be able to go where he wants to go. I want to be with him and we have a son now, we both like Vegetasei as a base for us.”

“But if you have…sex…with him, won’t his mate kill you like you said.”

“Maybe. But I don’t think Kakarott will let him.”

Dende frowned again, this really was the weirdest conversation he had ever had in his life, and he understood too little of it.

“Don’t worry about it Dende. Believe this. Kakarott is one of the strongest beings in the Universe, I feel lucky to know that he cares about me at all. If he lets me close to him and if I can make him happy as I do with Piccolo, then I am happy.”

All Dende could do was shrug. “He should wake up some time today.”

Nail smiled, “Good, we need to get him home as soon as we can.”

“Why?”

“His mate will need him, and he will need his mate. He’s due to go into season pretty soon.”

“Season.” Then he shook his head as if he didn’t want to know anymore.

Nail chuckled, “If you see Piccolo could you tell him that Kakarott will wake.”

“Sure, he was wandering about with Tomtom.”

Again Nail smiled then lay back down almost purring into the Saiyans neck, Dende hastened away.

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“I think that boy was here again,” said Turles from beneath Raditz.

“He’s certainly getting some sex education from us,” chuckled Raditz.

“How could he see much with you and all your hair?”

Raditz chuckled harder, “So maybe he’ll get it from his brother and Piccolo instead.”

“Nah. I suspect it’ll be Nail and Kakarott.”

“He wouldn’t… would he?”

“Oh he would. You’ve seen how protective he’s gotten of your brother. He’s not left that bed since we got here even though Kakarott’s in the clear now.”

“What about Piccolo, won’t that piss him off?”

“Nah. I think he wants Kakarott too.”

“What like a threesome?”

“No. One on one, but I think if they all got the chance there’d be some threesome action.”

“Oh Gods that sounds hot,” and he thrust back into his mate.

“Too right, fuck Raditz, do that again.”

Raditz began to move in and out of his mate again, there mingled sounds echoing around the room. Outside an already fast moving Dende moved a little faster away.

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“No ‘Geta.” Cried Kakarott as his eyes flew open. He felt comforting arms around him and warm breath at his neck and a body pressed against him. He put his arm on the others and felt the odd skin patterning.

“Shhh, its okay Kakarott. It’s me, Nail.”

“Nail?” He was blinking, his sight blurry. “Something hit me hard.”

“Ah that would have been Paragus.”

They were silent for a while.

“Nail, my cub…”

“I know Kakarott. It’s gone. Paragus killed it. He almost took you with it.”

“Where’s ‘Geta?”

“He’s back on Vegetasei. We are on New Namek. I bought you here so Dende could heal you. Vegeta agreed to it.”

“He did?”

“Yes, he did. You should have seen him Kakarott. He poured his strength into you to help keep you alive, even though he wanted to tear that bastard Paragus limb from limb. He stayed for you.”

“Really?”

“Yes really. He’s your mate isn’t he?”

Kakarott didn’t answer; instead he rubbed at the arm under his and turned his head to look at the Namek. “Thank you Nail.”

“For what? You know I’d do anything for you.”

“I know. You and Piccolo and Tomtom are family.”

“More than siblings I hope,” said Nail looking a little disappointed.

“Would you really mate me?” asked Kakarott.

“Piccolo and I wound both mate you, you already know that.”

He turned his head back to look at the ceiling, “But I’m mated to the Saiyan Prince.”

“You were calling his ‘Geta before.”

“I’m a breeder for him—“

“No Kakarott that’s not true,” Nail leaned over him making him look into his eyes. “You didn’t see how worried he was when Paragus attacked you. You mean more to him than you think. I’d swear he loves you.”

Kakarott shook his head.

Nail grabbed his chin and made him look him in the eye again. “He claimed you as his mate didn’t he, in the council room. He said you were the true mother of Veggie, didn’t he? He cared more about losing you than the unborn cub and he thought that you would not be able to have anymore children after what happened and it didn’t bother him.”

“He said that?”

“Yes, but its okay, you’re all right. You’ll have to take it easy for a year or two, but you’ll be able to have more cubs.”

“Then why does he hurt me so much?”

“He doesn’t mean to Kakarott. He’s different to you. He’s an Elite Prince. A spoilt child raised to believe he was meant to be the strongest, to be a Super Saiyan. And you… you’re an enigma, there’s something about you… You’re kind and caring and strong and brave. You can fight the strongest enemy and bear children.”

“You are strong, you can have children.”

“I am a warrior, and I can bear an egg, but if anything happened to me the egg would survive, his other parent could incubate it if he had to. You are a warrior and you bear young inside your body, your mate cannot. And you have a way of building your power that I cannot understand, but I don’t think you’ve reached your potential yet. Vegeta has seen you surpass him and yes it pisses him off, you being stronger than him. But he is the one and only one mated to you, and he won’t let another Saiyan take that from him.”

“What about a Namek?”

Nail smiled. “He won’t let us take you from him. And we’re not planning on taking you from him. In fact we want you back with him.”

“Yet you want to mate with me too?”

“Oh yes we do. We don’t mind sharing.”

Kakarott lay there thinking. He wanted the Namek, but mating with him… He was mated to Vegeta and despite everything; he wanted to remain mated with him. They had their cubs which he knew he could not live without and he had lost one… He refocused on Nail and lifted a hand to touch the other’s face. “I can’t mate with you and Piccolo. But I want to be with you.”

“Piccolo says you will go into season soon. Perhaps it is best that you are here with us. We can provide you with relief and there will be no worries about your healing body. You must not conceive for a couple of years if you want to have more cubs.”

Kakarott was still touching his friend’s face. “I can still bear?”

“Yes, but your body must rest from the trauma and you are not ready yet, you already knew that before the lost one.”

Kakarott continued to gently trace Nail’s face.

“Oh Kakarott, keep doing that and I won’t be able to help myself.”

“Am I not well enough yet?”

Nail smiled, “You’ve been sleeping for at least a week since Dende healed you. You need to…exercise your body.”

“Then you can be my exercise companion?”

Nail chuckled, “If you really want me to.”

Kakarott smiled too, “I really want you to.”

Nail leaned down as Kakarott opened his mouth to receive the other, they had done this before. Kakarott’s hands were reaching for what little clothing Nail was wearing, trying to push it from his body. Nail hummed in his mouth before pulling back to strip himself quickly, Kakarott catching a glimpse of his erection which he had known the other was sporting since he had woken. Nail reached out a hand and helped Kakarott sit up while he stripped the shirt from him, then slipped the blankets off as Kakarott lay back down raising his hips so that Nail could remove his boxers, his own hardness springing free as they left him. Nail curled his hand around it and Kakarott moaned until their mouths joined once more. Nail had done this before and knew just how to get pleasure from the Saiyan. He worked his mouth down from the other’s, along his jaw, down his neck and collarbone down to his nipples, which his lavished with licking, sucking and nipping, relishing the sounds that came from Kakarott’s throat. His hips bucking with the hand on his cock fisting it, rubbing against the slit, his senses being assaulted from all sides. Nail worked down further, his body working its way between Kakarott’s legs as he never lost contact with mouth and hand. His tongue making Kakarott arch when he swirled into his belly button, his hands clutching hard at the blankets as his body fell back to the bed and the hand left his cock only to be replaced with the mouth. Nail lay down between his leg as his tongue took over from fingers playing at the slit, Nail’s hands holding his backside to keep him still as the tongue slid down the length of him and further to his surprise, he felt Nail’s tongue at his opening, swirling around it until he felt the tip push into him, he found himself lifting up wanting that tongue in him further, Nail held him firmly enough as he slid his long tongue in deeper. Kakarott was throwing his head from side to side in pleasure. Vegeta had never done this to him, and he was very much enjoying it. Pre-cum was oozing from him by the time Nail slid his tongue out and once more engulfed his cock, this time taking it into his throat and all the way down until his nose was against Kakarott’s pubic bone, and then he began to constrict his powerful neck muscles. Kakarott was crying out louder and louder, wanting to buck but not being able to and he knew he was not going to be able to last with the onslaught. He came a few seconds later with a scream that must have been able to be heard through the whole village. Nail drank him down, before pulling back to clean up every last drop from the softening cock. He moved up the other’s body until he was completely over him and looking down at his face. Kakarott was having trouble seeing straight.

“Do you want me Kakarott?” asked Nail looking like a huge green predator over his helpless prey.

“Oh please, please Nail, yes, yes.”

“Do you beg for Vegeta like this?”

“Yes,” came the answer as Kakarott looked down his body to see the large erection hanging from Nail’s body. Nail was bigger than Vegeta and he had the ability to enlarge the organ if he wished.

Nail backed away again and lifted Kakarott’s legs and once more dipped his tongue into the hole he had lavished before. It drove Kakarott crazy and he knew it, then once he was satisfied, he lifted his face away positioning Kakarott’s legs over his shoulders as he shuffled closer and positioned his cock to enter the Saiyan. He slid inside the warmth of Kakarott’s body, filling him as he lay over the other. Once fully seated he looked down at the contented face of his lover, finally fully joined with him, he began to pull back slowly almost all of the way before slamming back in, his arms sliding along Kakarott’s now raised behind his head. After each in thrust he leaned down and they kissed, before he pulled back to slam back in and kiss him again. He kept up the slow fucking for some time before Kakarott was trying to squeeze at him unsuccessful. He stopped altogether and looked down at him.

“What do you want Kakarott?”

“Harder, faster, please Nail, faster, please,” he begged.

Nail pulled out again leaving just the tip of his cock inside the Saiyan as he slid onto his knees, then grabbing Kakarott by the hips he slammed him bodily onto him and held him tightly as he began to fuck at him the way he wanted, his legs barely able to hold on to Nail’s shoulder as he slammed into him half hunched over. Kakarott was finding it hard to find a purchase with his hands, clutching unsuccessfully at the blankets before finally reaching for Nail’s arms and holding tightly onto them. Nail continued to slam into him relentlessly giving him exactly what he had asked for, until he slowed all of a sudden, Kakarott felt his hands being pulled at and his legs were carefully slid off each shoulder before Nail pulled him up without ever withdrawing from him, pulling him up onto him chest to chest. They kissed once they were face to face. “Was that good?” asked Nail.

“Hmmm,” answered Kakarott, looking a little disappointed.

“Oh, I’m not through yet,” he said as he grabbed his ass again and lifted them both up allowing Kakarott to fold his legs at the knees. He laved at Kakarott’s nipples as he got a firmer hold of his backside and once again began to thrust up into him, Kakarott slid his arms around the other’s neck as he began to ride the hard cock driving into him. Vegeta liked to change positions like this, but usually after he had come. Nail had not come yet, neither had he. Not that he was complaining. It felt so good to have Nail pounding away at him. He wanted this since their first time in bed together; he just hadn’t done it because he knew Vegeta wouldn’t like it. But now he didn’t care whether Vegeta liked it or not. He was the one in control of his body, not Vegeta or any of the damn Elite class. He wanted this. He wanted Nail to make love to him. He wanted this freedom.

He was pulled out of his thought when Nail hit him in that one spot that made it all worth it. He cried out.

“Kakarott?” Nail stopped in concern.

“No, no don’t stop, don’t stop, do that again. Hit me there again, believe me it’s good, so good. Do it again.”

Satisfied that Kakarott was indeed feeling all right he once again thrust hard at that same spot, hitting it dead on and again Kakarott cried out clutching at him tightly, “Oh yessss.”

So Nail continued to pound into him aiming for that place over and over delighted with the pleasure he could see coming from his partner. All he could feel was a small bump where he hit and he wondered what it was. It sure gave Kakarott a lot of pleasure and that was all that mattered. He slowed again and encouraged Kakarott to move his legs up and around his waist as he moved to lay him back down on the bed, again without withdrawing from him. He lay looking down at him gently rubbing at his face, before he kissed him them pulled back to begin thrusting again, this time picking up speed and aiming for that sweet spot again, he also moved a hand down between their bodies clutching at Kakarott’s long neglected cock which had come back to life long ago. He fisted at him in time with his own thrusts listening to the almost incoherent sounds issuing from Kakarott who had closed his eyes as he clutched hard at Nail’s shoulders, the heels of one of his feet kicking at Nail’s own crack as if in encouragement. Nail pulled back hard and thrust in harder, hitting Kakarott’s prostate forcing yet another cry from him, them he felt the cock in his hand explode as he came hard and his body clasped at him from inside making his eyes want to pop with the pressure and he ejected his own form of semen into Kakarott’s body with a hard cry of his own. Kakarott was shaking and quivering as his body milked the cock inside him dry, and Nail collapsed over him. Finally Kakarott’s legs slid off his back and beside them as they panted for breath.

“Was that good Kakarott?” asked Nail.

He felt the other shake with a chuckle. “Good, that was awesome!”

Nail lifted himself up and looked down at his partner. “Really?”

Kakarott lifted his face and kissed the other gently, “Really.”

Nail eased his body up and pulled out of Kakarott who sighed. “Did I hurt you?”

“No, silly. It was nice to have you inside me, now you’re gone.”

“We’ll have to do that again.”

“Ya think,” teased Kakarott.

“Vegeta’s right, you are a tease.”

“He said that?”

“Yeah, I can’t remember when, but I heard it. Now you’ve had your exercise I suggest you… sleep.” Nail smiled once he realized the Saiyan was already dead to the world. He leaned down and kissed him gently before rising to get some cloths and clean them up, before he tucked the naked man back under the blankets and moved to look outside to see where his own mate might be.

He knew he didn’t have to tell Piccolo what had happened. His mate had expected that it would sooner or later. He had known that Nail wanted Kakarott since the first time they had met and yet it did not bother him. Especially as he wouldn’t mind a roll in the sheets with Kakarott himself. There was just something about the Saiyan that made them want him.

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