Much Like Suffocating
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Much Like Suffocating
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mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS:
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instead of just reading it? (Insert
standard disclaimer here: I don’t own Vegeta,
Goku, (any other characters mentioned herein) or the show they came from DBZ
DBGT or just plain DB.)
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12.0pt\'>ALL RIGHTY. *rubs hands
together and looks up terms for the list of warnings: *
already screaming. You can read
it. I swear It’ll be chocked full of
lemony goodness. LEMONS (Not talking
about the fruit here, either. I’m
talking about the sex ones; although how did it come to be a ‘lemon’
anyway?) Homosexuality (er…duh.)
Gasp): bondage, shady professions, and
graphic descriptions. (Hopefully
graphic anywho.) Also, dirty language
doubtlessly. DARK.
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12.0pt\'>As always I strive to keep folk in character even when they are not
‘themselves’ in the canon-sense. If
you’re reading this and you’re like they are so not in character, give it a
chappie or two and see if you still think that.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>I tried very hard not to write this.
bunny (the plot bunny) until it went away.
And you see how far that got me.
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mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> His
father died disgusted with him.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> That
thought played in Vegeta’s mind as he looked at Goku.yes\"> His father died, broken on the floor of the throne room, crumpled
mass of wasted flesh, died hating his son for the disgusting thing he had
been. He would have smirked, but ththouthought had really burrowed deep down into his chest where freedom burned
brighter and stronger than it ever had before, and he tried to not to believe
it. Tried to shove it away because his
father hadn’t known everything.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Or
maybe he had.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Vegeta
didn’t know, didn’t care. Had no
interest in knowing.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Goku
wastingting on the bed in front of him, looking at his bruised hands and
shaking. Shaking everywhere as he came
down off a high of pain and freedom and the fight that almost killed them.
died without any real honor, but Goku’s father was a monster so foul his very existence
was right this second being expunged off the face of the Saiyan history.
Saiyan in the universe that would speak that name.yes\"> Bardock was nothing but ‘the traitor’ now, and his head hung
outside the palace, still dripping blood next to Freiza’s terrified white
head.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Vegeta
felt strangely patient with Goku’s show of weakness.yes\"> Because he wasn’t weak.
Goku wasn’t nearly weak, not even in this, not even wracked with this
emotion was he weak. Just himself.
his father—the same man that should have loved him.yes\"> A child that had never really grown up because the cruethatthat
started when he was so very young had not died until this day.
hands on Goku’s face and tipped his head back so he could look into those dark
eyes.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> “You
are nothing like him,” he said, firmly.
Saw the shake in the whole body intensify, and felt strong arms shiver,
hands on his hips, searching for a grounding in this world that was not so safe
for them yet.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> “How
do you know?” Goku whispered, begged for an answer.yes\">
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Vegeta
moved his hands away, pulled his shirt off, tugged Goku’s off as well and
pu
put his hands on that warm skin. Had no
idea what he was doing, only knew that it was necessary, only knew, somehow,
that this is all he could offer. He
didn’t have answers for the type of question that Goku asked.
inside of Goku? Who knew if Vegeta’s
father’s weakness was somewhere inside of him?
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> He
slid onto the bed, onto Goku’s lap and wrapped his arms around the broad
shoulders, stayed on his knees so he was just a few inches taller and looked
down at him. Felt the hand on his back
and sighed. “You are nothing like him,”
he repeated. Saw the desperation in him
to really believe what he was being told, the need to know for sure that he
could never be what his father was.
“Feel it?” he whispered, so low his voice was almost a murmur.
heart. “Feel that?”
and Goku’s eyes closed, his skin flushed warmer and darker, and Vegeta ran a
hand through the thick black hair as he kept his palm pressed to the thump of
the heart beat.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> “Vegeta,”
Goku said, opened his eyes, moved, wrapped his arms tight around him and pulled
him down to kiss him. Fell back into
the bed, held Vegeta there above him and opened his mouth up, let himself be
kissed and touched, and Vegeta moved with strange kindness, calmness, slowly
petted every inch of his skin, from his neck to his navel, covered his back and
his chest and pressed his hands everywhere, unthe the shaking started again,
but a completely different shake. Moved
his mouth away from Goku’s, down his chest, leaving short bites in his wake,
unlaced the pants and pulled them off, moved down until he had to lift Goku up
by his hips and gently slide him farther onto the bed.
and then curled his hand around the burgeoning erection.
the gentle acceptance of Goku’s.
Watched his face as his hand moved on him.yes\"> Watched him grab handfuls of his own hair in his fists and close
his eyes. Whine in need and want, and
Vegeta smiled just briefly.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Leaned
forward and closed his mouth around Goku.
Felt a flare of something of a different life in his mind.
make his customer scream in happiness.
pan>pan>Ignored the context and accepted the knowledge.
the larger hands on him, and concentrated solely on his task.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Made
the larger body under him quake until the hips started to jerk, and Kakarot sat
up, pulled his head away from the hardness in his mouth and tumbled them back
against the pillows, with Vegeta under him, felt hands pulling him into place,
opening his legs, and the slick erection pressed against him, ground down
against him. He grabbed Goku’s arms and
groaned. Narrowed his eyes and looked
to either side of the bed, didn’t see anything just lying around that could be
used to make the way easier, considered all the times that had never mattered
in the past, and Goku dropped his head down and kissed him.
Vegeta just lying there, stunned. Just
for a moment as he went to retrieve a pitcher from the washing basin thing, and
when he returned, he took Vegeta’s hand and poured the warm, fragrant oil into
his palm. Dipped his own hand down into
the pitcher and moved it down between his spread legs.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Looked
at him, intently.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> So
Vegeta moaned and pressed his heals against Goku’s upper arms to lift his hips
up. “Please?”yes\"> Bit his lip and let the oil drip from between his fingers down
onto his skin, to his chest where it pooled in the lines of his returning
muscles. Goku nodded, nestled the
pitcher of oil on the covers so it wouldn’tll all and rubbed some of the
exceptionally warm oil over his entrance, teased him until he whimpered and
then pressed his finger inside. Worked it around to make him slick, and then
another, and another, until his legs were shaking as they tried to stay in
place. His oily hand was sliding along
his own chest and just down far enough that his fingertips touched his own
erection, but he didn’t touch himself, watched Goku.yes\">
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Grabbed
the pitcher and stuck his whole fist in it, covered half his arm with that
slick oil, and reached down between them as Goku moved back up to kiss him
again, his legs slid down so his knees were hooked over the arms and he covered
Goku’s hardness with the oil, made him slippery and felt the heat of the oil
against the burning skin.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> “Thank
you,” Goku whispered to him, into his ear as he pressed deep into him.
world that Vegeta could trust with everything, and the only one he ever wanted
to see him like this, vulnerable like this, and so open.
do.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> He
might have said something, but he couldn’t form the words, his oily hands slid
on Goku’s skin as he pressed their bodies tight together and they slipped
against one another.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> The
pitcher crashed to the floor when he hit it with his hand, tried to grab the
bed covers as he was thrust into, felt the ricochet of pleasure that ran
through him. Found one of Goku’s hands,
laced their fingers together and felt the powerful muscles of the taller man
against his, felt how hard he worked to control himself, and how badly he
wanted this. Kissed Goku everywhere he
could reach, kissed him and panted for him.
Let every sound come out of him until he was moaning for more of it,
groaning and arching and sweating just for the feel of skin to his.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> “More,”
he panted, breathed hot breath into Goku’s ear, into his hair.
dark hair and whimpered, repeated himself over and over, endlessly.
More.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> Heard
the strangled half-cry of the taller man as his hands pulled away from Vegeta’s
and ran down over his skin, hard hands, grabbed his hips and pulled them up,
thrust into him so hard he felt their bones grind.yes\"> Rolled his head back and exposed his neck, didn’t have the air to
say a thing. Just the ability to feel it
as something so monumental swept over him.
Felt that breaking point beyond his reach as everything become just
about the feeling between his legs that consumed him and he thought he would
die from it. Clawed for it, clawed away
from it, felt tears in his eyes as his skin grew too hot to bear.
him, and wantonly wanted more. Murmured
that word soundlessly: fuck.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> There
was a sound like a sob, and he was filled with heat, burning heat, Felt the
rippling and the quaking as Goku tried to breath.yes\"> His heaving stomach pressed against Vegeta’s erection and he
growled out something that made no sense as he felt himself tip over that edge,
felt the arms go around him, and was pulled up to sit against Goku as he covered
the two of them in his own release.
Said it frantically as he clawed Goku for a handhold:
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'> “Nothing
like him.”
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Seven
words shy of a word-limit-whole-chapter-lemon.
Goku: Wow!
Vegeta: That was
angsty.
Goten:There was
no blood letting.
Trunks: How do
these palace-folk know how to leave pitches of oil lying around anyway?
Bulma: Uh…
to be used for.
Goten: No, it was
probably more like a fragrance thing to make you shiny and nice-smelling.
Trunks: Riiiight.
Vegeta: Saiyans
don’t take many baths.
Goku: A policy we
are not going to follow.*throws Vegeta
over his shoulder and heads for bath *
Jaygoose:
I
don’t know how you got two days behind either.
*shrugs * Wow, you almost cried
about Krillin. Cool.
Macha:
Lol.
Mike. ;)yes\">
If
I fail to answer your questions, feel free to toss things at me.
Mechanical Butterfly:
Hmm.
most ‘ewww’ about was when Chichi and Vegeta are like “the heart” and “the head”
because they said it so…clinically almost, and Bardock was still alive, so he
heard what they were going to do to his body.
*shudders * I would feel sorry
for him if he weren’t such a disgusting bastard.yes\"> *finds a alternate universe Bardock to pet and feel sorry for.
*
*sniffles
* What’s worse than one dirty thought
about Krillin, is the nagging notion that maybe I have to write the dirty
thought. Because IT WON’T LEAVE ME
ALONE. *glares at dirty thought *
Lol.
folk starting asking you who you were..well, I’m not so sure saying: “Chichi”
would explain her. So you’d have to
start tossing out copies of the stories to people.yes\"> *room goes dark and author starts cackling again: “I vill rool ze
vorld!”*
And now the bad, bad lazy author must got write the
chapter for Saiyan Enlightenment and You’re not the only one.