My Love

My Love
Chapter 4: My Fourth Love

Goku struck out at the air with his foot, his body moved in a blur of motion as he fought with an invisible foe. He yelled and roared a twisting mass of death and destruction. Unseen foes died by the hundreds, but it was no use…

"Yah!" shouted Goku whipping around and striking at the air with his fist.

No use, no use….

"Ha!" he spun in tornado kick turning a full 360 degrees in the air.

He couldn’t get him out of his head…

With a pant for breath Goku fell down to his knees and slapped his hands on the sun warmed earth. His fingers dug in and pulled into fists as he squeezed his eyes shut. Soft mocking laughter filled his ears.

‘Kakarot no baka,’ purred that sensual voice like soft fingertips trailing over his shoulders.

Goku moaned and rolled his head to the side eyes still closed as a body appeared in his mind’s eyes to go with that deep purr. Slender and covered with hard muscles that flexed slightly with his graceful movements. The creature tossed back his up swept hair and looked down on him, even though Goku was at least a head taller. He could only stare at the royal superior air the man project and for once Goku really did feel inferior to him.

The figure smirked, a half quirk of his lips, and turned around to start walking away, waving behind him without looking back.

"Wait!"

The figure didn’t stop, just kept moving away.

"Wait! Don’t go!" he shouted scrambling to his feet.

The figure started up that soft laugh again; his form began to fade before Goku’s eyes.

"Vegeta!" screamed Goku out load snapping open his eyes. Breathing raggedly he stared ahead for a full minute not moving a muscle, then he reached up a hand and ran it down his face to cup his mouth. He let out another moan and fell back to sit on his rear. Why… why can’t I get him out of my head?

Ever since last night the saiyan prince had dominated every corning of his thoughts, like some half hidden force was pushing him to go find the other man and do… do what?! Gods, he didn’t know, or he half knew but didn’t want to thing about it. Goku blushed hotly as he did thing about it, erotic images filled his mind, images of twisting turning nude flesh sliding together in an ancient dance of pleasure. He curled his tail around his middle to hold the furry appendage’s tip and stroked softly as if to distract himself from the call that bid him to make his fantasy reality. He knew what he wanted, he wanted Vegeta naked and writhing at his touches, he wanted the saiyan prince to touch him back and take him to heaven without ever leaving earth. He moaned once more and in an attempt to shush himself opened his mouth and bit down on his own tail. The moan was replaced with a small whimper as pain threaded along his spine.

He couldn’t just go to capsule corps and say ‘Hey Vegeta lets do it!’ That wasn’t right, sex should come later after both he and the other saiyan were comfortable with the thought of being with each other. That is if Vegeta ever got comfortable with the thought. He bit down harder on his tail, that soft laughter filled his head again and bounced around in it. Rejection… the thought sent an icy chill down his spine. What possible reason could the saiyan prince ever have to even think of him in terms of love and affection? By all accounts they we’re friends at best, two warriors that understood and, after several years of passionate rivalry, excepted one another for who and what they were: he as the peaceful earth raised saiyan, Vegeta as the proud Saiyan no Ouji. That passionate rivalry, truly he missed it now, missed it like nothing else. He’d been too busy on other adventures to miss it before, but now that there was nothing left for him to face and defeat, Gods he wanted it again. He’d never truly defeated Vegeta, every fight they’d had was either interrupted or someone butted in. There were times when he knew Vegeta had been stronger than him and there were times he knew he’d been the strongest. Their first meeting and fight Vegeta had the upper hand probably would have finished him off if Gohan and Krillin hadn't shown back up. He frowned softly, his son had actually delivered the final blow that had left Vegeta down for the count, he’d been unable to move Vegeta had crushed his legs when he’d transformed into his were form. The Genki Dama had also been borrowed energy from the earth and its life forms not his own power.

A small smile tugged at the corner of Goku’s mouth: Genki Dama. When Vegeta had gotten up after being hit with that attack he’d known right than and there that he wasn’t completely evil. If he had been it would have killed him there was no doubt in Goku’s mind that it would have, there hadn’t been enough energy in the blast to kill a man with some good in him only one that was truly evil. Even when he’d gone to Namek and seen Vegeta kill with his own eyes, even when everyone else said he was evil and the prince proudly said he was, he knew better. Vegeta was just Vegeta, neither truly good nor truly evil though he swung more towards one or the other from time to time. Yes he’d always been rather fond of the man, Vegeta was a challenge, a puzzle with so many thousands of pieces that even now he’d still yet to see the whole picture. He knew that if he could some how make Vegeta’s his, this empty longing inside of him would go away, both on a sexual and spiritual level. He’d always been so restless, Chichi had never been able to quench his thirst for excitement, neither had his friends. They’d reached a certain age and all of them suddenly mellowed out a great deal, almost like they were new people not the fellow adventures he’d traveled and trained with. Foes, they had excited him, but that was a short-lived feeling as he always won. His children now they had held his attention for a good many years, truly fascinated him. Gohan, Goten, and even Pan they’d brought light into his dulling life, they still did but not so much any more now that they were independent. They had yet to mellow like the humans, mature they were, but they still held that excitement in their blood, perhaps it was a saiyan thing? Yes a saiyan thing for even Vegeta still held that fiery spark, calmer and wiser he may be, but he was still the proud saiyan no Ouji a creature that longed for the excitement like he did. Could Vegeta be the one that quenched his thirst? Could they both find enough thrill and excitement in each other to be content throughout the rest of their lives? Could Vegeta make him forgetting the need for adventure, settle down and live without constant battle and thrills. Probably not, at least not the settling down part, oh for a time they’d both be content no doubt, but he knew that sooner or later both of them would want the excitement again. He sensed it in Vegeta sometimes, the prince longing for something to stir up his life, maybe he wasn’t as settle down as Goku thought he was. Yes, they’d both leave some day and go adventure hunting again maybe they could go together.

Goku’s face brightened at the thought. Together, companions, two fellow warriors, wonders, traveling the stars together in search of something that could light their blood and fuel their battle lust. The kids were that way too they needed a small adventure here and there. Trunks and Pan’s devotion to the moon project was their current little adventure, once it was over they’d probably go in search of something new after a few years of peace. Yes, the kids liked adventure and excitement too, needed it as much as he and Vegeta, but unlike he they’d paired up into companions. All the comforts of having someone you love and who loved you there, both with the same desire for thrills, companions to share all the fun and adventure together. It sounds so grand, so prefect. The greatest battle in the galaxy didn’t mean anything unless you had someone to share it with. Nothing meant much when you didn’t have anyone to share it with. Was that Goku’s problem, his unhappiness due to the lack of a partner to share his triumphants- this life- with?

Goku sighed and left his tail drop from his mouth, noting the small bit of blood that leaked out of a cut he’d made with his sharp canines. He didn’t just need a lover he needed a partner, someone who counterbalanced him, made him whole.

A determined look crossed his face; that counterbalance was Vegeta. He could see them roaming the universe together as ails, friends, foes, lovers, and more. They both had strong emotions for each other Goku knew this beyond a shadow of a doubt after fusing with the smaller saiyan and becoming Vegetto. They weren’t a prefect couple, they didn’t fully understand one another, but that was what made them a good pair. The element of mystery, surprise, that factor that had always made the air in any room they stood in together spark and clash in anticipation. When they were together it didn’t take much to compound things into a dangerous situation; things just fell into place to start a new chapter to their long tale of battles and quests.

Yes he wanted- needed- Vegeta. They were the last it was only right that they band together to share in each other’s strengths and weaknesses, to live as saiyans with all the needs and desires of their race. Someday it had to be, someday they would be partners, he would see to that.

Someday hopefully soon!

He groaned and slid his hand down his own body briefly running it over his own semi state of arousal. What was with him today?! He was so hot! His desires to find the smaller saiyan sang again, whispering for him to find and claim his desired partner, to make some kind of binding pact with Vegeta.

Stop that! Stop thinking of sex! He mentally shouted. Partners first! Sex later! Sex isn’t important it will get in the way, case him off, it can wait till Vegeta agrees to be my partner. Gods, he has to agree to be mine… He moaned and rolled over on his stomach rubbing against the ground in a lustful way, he couldn’t convince himself that that last thought was about partnership and not sex. His tail thumbed against the ground as he panted trying to get himself under control.

No use… it was no use. He’d been fighting that lustful urge all day, all last night! Every since Vegeta had left with Gohan his heart had been pounding in his chest, a feeling similar to when you just realized you’d forgotten something terrible important, but can’t remember what it is and you know that if you didn’t figure it out soon it’ll be too late. He’d gotten very little sleep last night and had been tempted to call Capsule corps and see what Vegeta was doing. He briefly wondered when Gohan had left, he must have left around dinnertime, unless Vegeta had invited him to stay and eat with him. Goku’s heart raced faster at the thought. Even it he’d stayed for dinner his son must have left around eight or nine, Vegeta wouldn’t want Gohan’s company too long if at all, would he…? His hand racked across the earth. He must have left sometime because he’d sensed Vegeta’s power level and his youngest son’s (Goten) ki rising this after noon, Gohan’s hadn’t been anywhere near them at the time. That for some reason made his heart lurch even more pumping blood madly thought his veins. They were sparring, they must have been sparing, they do that together some times, Goten, Vegeta, and Trunks. A feeling close to dread threaded through him as he realized there was no way Trunks could have been there to spar with them; it had been just Vegeta and Goten. He licked his lips suddenly feeling threatened by the thoughts of his two son being near Vegeta.

"What if… what if they want the same… what if they want a partner too…" The thought would have sounded odd to Goku any other day, but for some reason it seemed a real possibilities today. He remembered his two sons sandwiching Vegeta between them, the reluctant looks both had worn when he’d separated them from the saiyan prince.

Gods! What if one of them had already made a proposal to Vegeta?! What if Vegeta had already accepted one of them?! He’d sensed it, he knew Vegeta’s blood was growing restless as restless as his own, had been for a long time. And that strange scent… what of that strange arousing scent? Now that he thought about that, it sparked some feeling of remembrance in him. He’d smelt it before, smelt it on Vegeta, on his and Vegeta’s offspring, on himself. It was a rare scent to catch on any of them, popped up only maybe once every 20-30 years. He’d smelt it on Goten, Gohan, and Pan but their scents had done nothing to him. He’d smelt it on Bra, Trunks, and Vegeta and it had definitely done something than. He’d caught small traces of it in the air around the CC building and it had make him returning to Chichi to try and convince her to ‘play’ with him. He’d never caught as strong a whiff of it as he had yesterday when he’d gotten close to Vegeta, the Briefs tended to not be around or to be out with someone else when they smelt strongly of that delicious scent. Trunks, he remembered now smelling Trunks’ potent scent on Pan once when she’d come over to visit him. Not soon after that the two had announced their engagement. Bra too, the day she’d told them all of her and Uub she’d reeked of that powerful potion, it had made him painfully aroused, but he’d never thought once about trying to steal her from Uub she was his.

What was with that scent?!

Goku pulled himself up and cupped his chin in thought. He remembered when his scent had held that fragrance, he’d sleep for over two days and afterwards he’d felt really weird. First tired from the long sleep in, then as the day went on strangely empty and emotionless, and last really, really good. It was like walking on clouds there was no words to describe the kind of high he’d been in. After the good mood swing, he was left painfully aroused and solved that by making Chichi scream out his name over and over again. Whenever she’d forced him to stop his body would burn and he’d feel really hot and uncomfortable till he coaxed her back into the bedroom or some place else they could roll around together. He’d been like that twice, would have had another probably by now if he hadn’t gotten turned into a kid by the dragon. Goten and Gohan had them too he remember. Gohan had gone to him asking about it after his first one was over. Goku hadn’t been all that helpful to his son since he truly didn’t know much other than it was best to kick everyone out of the house and spend it alone with your mate when it happened. Now that he thought about it, Gohan had been in a hurry to marry Videl not long after it had happened and Pan had been born nine months later. Goten had also had one as a teen, that’s when he’d been with Marron, Krillin’s daughter. He knew his son wasn’t a virgin had smelt the scent of sex on him many times, he’d probably been with Marron when his first had consumed him. He suddenly felt really sorry for his son who’d probably developed some kind of bond with her, but had been unable to complete it completely with his fear of outliving her.

So it was some kind or hormonal thing, something that happened once in a blue moon that made one of them look for a lover. By the looks of it when they did chose that lover it had a kind of binding hold on the one that smelt so strongly of that arousing perfume. Goku’s eyes snapped wide in shock. Vegeta was going through that… if he offered his proposal of partnership to him now Vegeta would probably be more likely to accept it and to hold to it. A smile light his face before it sank along with all the blood in it. Vegeta was vulnerable right now, not just to him, but too all others who’d became interested by that scent… others like Goten or Gohan. He gasped and jumped up to his feet snapping his hand up to his forehead.

‘Please God. Don’t let me be too late’.

In an instant he was gone from the flat ground he’d been using to spar on.

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Oh Vegeta knew there was something wrong with him now, though he was incapable of caring much about it at the moment. He vaguely remember it as some natural saiyan thing and left it at that, knowing it’d pass on its own soon. He really hoped it’d pass soon, really soon.

The saiyan no ouji licked his palm cleaning off a smug of ice cream from it. He’d gone through half a dozen cartons of the sweet icy cream and was still burning up. The prince was trying any and all things he could think of to lessen the scorching heat burning through his body. Which included: cold showers, frozen treats, turning the AC up till it felt like an icebox inside the house, and walking around without so much as a scrap of clothing on his body; impossible as it seemed it still felt around 110 degrees to him.

Frowning slightly the prince tossed the half-eaten carton of mint chip back into the freezer and dropped the large spoon he’d been using into the sink. Rubbing his head and feeling slightly dizzy from the intense heat rolling off him he slowly made his way toward his own bedroom, hoping that he’d be able to get a few hours of sleep despite the fact that he was so uncomfortably hot at the moment. He reached his room and closed the door to walk over to the twin glass doors leading out to a small balcony branching off from his room and yanked them open. Taking some comfort in the cool breeze chilled by the fasty approaching night, he moved over to his large bed and flopped stomach down on it to crawl into the center and curl up in a ball like an over sized house cat. He closed his eyes hoping that sleep would soon follow though he wasn’t an ounce tired at the moment. A frown returned to his mouth as he lay there with his eyes closed silent and wide-awake.

Goku teleported out behind Capsule corps remembering Vegeta’s request that he start using the doors instead of suddenly appearing right on top of him. Lowering his hand from his forehead he glanced around silently searching for Vegeta as well as anyone else’s ki who might be around. A happy smile formed on his lips when he detected only Vegeta’s inner power humming strongly inside the CC building. His head snapped up to look at an open pair of glass doors several stories up that he remembered lead to Vegeta’s bedroom. He glanced over his shoulder at the setting sun, far too early for someone like Vegeta to go to bed. He was probably still up. Goku wondered briefly why Vegeta would be in his room and not doing a little gravity training as he usually did at this time. He rubbed his chin in thought absentmindedly looking at the open doors, the curtains blowing softly in the wind. Giving a half shrug of his shoulders he jumped into the air to being levitating up toward the balcony. It was good for him that Vegeta wasn’t training, Vegeta never gave him his full attention while he trained and tonight he had some very important things to speak to Vegeta about.

Goku landed softly on the stone floor of the balcony, briefly running his hand over the climbing white roses Bulma’s mother had planted on that side of the house before turning his head to look inside the room. Dark, none of the lights were on, strange what was Vegeta doing sitting in the dark? He stepped inside the room and was instantly hit hard with that arousing scent; that aroma saturated the very air of the room. Goku let out a slow shuttering breath then closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. He could feel his body responding and half-heartedly tried to push it down. Talk… I came here to... talk, not to-to… His eyes snapped open as something warm was suddenly pressed to his front, that something turned out to be none other then one very naked very sexy saiyan no ouji.

"Vegeta?" said Goku hand lifting as if on its own to cup the side of the prince’s face.

"Kakarot," purred Vegeta. "I wasn’t expecting you, life’s full of surprises I guess," said the prince in a sensual voice leaning up for a kiss.

Goku’s eyelids closed halfway and he started leaning down to meet the prince, but suddenly stopped and snapped his head back away from him. "Wait Ve-vegeta," stammered Goku, the prince only stood on his toes and hooked his arms around Goku’s neck to continue leaning in for a kiss. "We-I- we need to talk!" he said reaching up his hands to hold Vegeta back by the shoulders.

Vegeta looked at him with black animal eyes there was nothing domestic or civilized at all about those dark pools. "We can talk later," purred the saiyan turning his head to lick softly at one forearm.

The hairs on Goku’s arms stood up at the light contract and his loins throbbed as heat and blood made their way down. He gave himself a hard shake and reminded himself why Vegeta was being so willing.

"Vegeta listen to me," said Goku in a calm serious voice. "You’re going through one of those times were your blood burns, do you know what I mean?" he asked shifting uncomfortable as the smaller saiyan’s tail moved to run over his thighs and hips.

"No," purred Vegeta, tail moving up to stroke Goku’s crotch.

Goku let out a gasp and let go of one of Vegeta’s shoulders to grab the traitorous tail that threatened to make him lose all reason. "Vegeta!" shouted Goku giving the smaller man a shake. "Snap out of it! You’re burning up, you only want this because its that time, Wake up!"

Vegeta paused and looked at him, recognition suddenly shown in his eyes. "You mean I’m in heat."

"Yes," smiled Goku nodding his head. "That’s it, that’s what you call it. Yes, you’re in heat."

"So," grinned Vegeta lean into Goku to once again press their hot bodies together.

Goku gulped, eyes widening as he looked down at Vegeta, he could feel his brain packing up its bags getting ready to dissert him. No, not yet he begged it. I’ve got to get through to him I don’t want him to think I’m taking advantage of him. But you are, you will said his inner voice a kind of smugness in its tone that said he’d already lost.

"Vegeta," started Goku again but was stopped as the smaller man reached up, tangled his fingers in his wild hair, and yanked him down to be nose to nose with him.

"Are you going to shut up or do I have to gag you?" asked the saiyan grinning and raising an eyebrow at him.

"Vegeta…" whispered Goku softly before the saiyan prince kissed him fully on the lips, small tongue meeting his to spar inside their two mouths.

‘You’ve lost, animal,’ said that smug voice in his head. ‘Bask in your alien ways and don’t think about the consequence. You know this is want you want.’

Yes, this is what I want thought Goku arms going around to crush the smaller man against him, larger tongue thrusting deep into the saiyan’s mouth teasing the back of his throat. With a throaty growl his hands slid down to grip Vegeta by the waist and pushed the saiyan up. Vegeta went with the move and wrapped his thighs and tail around Goku’s waist allowing the taller man to bring them both toward the large bed.

Goku dropped Vegeta to sit on the edge of the bed and reached down to the hem of his shirts to start tugging them off. Vegeta moved to help him rid himself of his clothes, slender fingers working at the tie of the blue sash around his waist. Goku tosses the orange and blue shirt across the room and bent to pull his boots off while Vegeta tossed the sash to join his shirts and began sliding the orange gi pants and blue boxers down his hips and thighs. Goku was kicking his pants and boxers away when Vegeta leaned in and started lightly kissing down his abs and hips, running his tongue down the muscle lines he found.

Goku wasn’t entirely sure what to do since he’d never slept with another man before, but he got a pretty good idea of how they could pleasure each other as Vegeta slowly make his way down with his tongue. Not one to just sit back and not do any of the work he stopped Vegeta and dragged the prince toward the middle of the bed with him. Vegeta looked confused at his actions and let out a small yip as Goku reached down, grabbed him by the knee, and whipped him around in a 180 degree position. The saiyan prince glanced back at him with a questioning look. Goku just smile, a very non-innocent turn of his lips, and scooted foreword to grab Vegeta top thigh and lift it slightly. He nuzzled the tan inner thigh and glanced back to see if Vegeta had caught on to what he wanted to do.

The smaller saiyan snorted, that half smirk moved his lips as he too moved in and slid his hand along Goku’s thigh. His smaller hand caressed and trailed along the muscles he found and soon his mouth joined them in their study of the taller saiyan’s body, nipping, licking, and kissing along the lighter flesh.

Goku let out a shaky breath against Vegeta’s thigh unable to believe he was currently doing this with him. He smiled softly and leaned in to copy Vegeta, kissing and licking up and down the dark thigh. Mine he thought sliding one hand back around Vegeta’s hips to feel the curve of his rear and teasing the base of his tail. I’ve caught you little saiyan he grinned opening his mouth he gently bit Vegeta on the inner thigh.

Vegeta moaned softly as Goku’s canines pressed in hard enough to leave bruises, but not to break the skin. He nipped at Goku’s pelvic bone one hand moving back to teasing the taller saiyan’s tail while the other slid slowly up between Goku’s legs. He dragged his tongue down till he got to the dark patch of hair between the other saiyan’s legs and pulled gentle with his teeth.

Goku couldn’t help it he bit down till his teeth sank into Vegeta’s flesh, heard the smaller saiyan yip as blood began to run down his throat. He had his teeth in the thigh pressed to the mat so he thrust his arm between Vegeta’s legs till the one on top was draped over his shoulder and it was easier to continue to bleed the smaller man. His arm that was between Vegeta’s legs slid back up to find and pull Vegeta’s tail softly, roughly rubbing the fur with his fingers and feeling it bristle with the sensations. He shuttered against Vegeta as the saiyan no ouji’s sweet blood filled his mouth making him purr with pleasure. Chichi had never liked biting. He didn’t know why but blood had always been a turn on to him, the scent, the texture, the taste of it awoke something ancient in him that felt so right. He’d bitten Chichi a few times and tasted her, usually got him punished for doing so, her blood was sweet but not nearly as sweet, nor as thick as Vegeta’s. He could taste raw power in the other saiyan’s blood and it turned him on in the worst way. He began to rub more along his partner, thrusting his hips foreword in a silent plea, more like demand, for more pleasure from the smaller man.

Vegeta made several small barely heard yips into Goku’s thighs as the taller saiyan sawed with his teeth making more hot blood flow freely. His tail quivered weakly as Goku roughly toyed with it. His hands slid up to grasp Goku’s hips and he cried out as the taller saiyan bit down harder purring his pleasure as he did. He curled more into his partner and shook slight for several short moments before opening his eyes halfway and leaning up to stick his tongue out and give Goku what he wanted. The hand on his tail tightened its grip as Vegeta slowly lapped the pre cum off the head of Goku needy arousal and blew softly causing hot air to run over the highly sensitive organ. He gasped softly as Goku’s free hand went down to fist in his hair and his hips thrust foreword in desperation, a small whimper was heard from the taller saiyan made around his hard pressing jaws. Vegeta allowed a smug look to touch his face as he refused to allow entrance to his mouth, instead leaned in to begin running his wet tongue up and down Goku’s length making more of those soft whimpers come from his partner. He grinned evilly as his hands moved to join in the fun, one between Goku’s legs softly stroke the younger saiyan’s sex the other curled around Goku’s hip. The arm that curled around Goku’s hip threaded between the other man’s thick thighs and up between his legs where Vegeta stopped his play with his tongue a moment to suck, spreading salvia over two of his digits with strokes of his skilled tongue. When he was satisfied that he coated them sufficiently he pulled his hand back and trailing his fingers up to find and dig into the cleft of Goku’s rear.

Goku left out his own yip as Vegeta teased at his anus with two fingers, his eyes widened and blinked several times in confusion. Chichi had never done anything like that to him. His mouth opened in growing shock as Vegeta slowly inserted one into him stroking gently and probing as if looking for something. He gasped against the other saiyan, mouth slowly closing and eyes slowly getting wider as Vegeta found and pressed something inside that felt not at all painful. He heard a soft smug ‘hn’ from his partner before Vegeta pulled back his finger to Goku’s disappoint then to his joy the smaller man thrust two back in instantly finding and hitting that spot making his grip on the smaller man tighter. He didn’t need to look to know that Vegeta had that smug look on his face even as the prince continued to tease him with that small tongue of his, he could feel it. Goku breathed shallowly into Vegeta’s thigh, closing his eyes to better feel all that Vegeta was doing to him. He never would have thought that being touched like this could feel so good, sure Chichi had pleasured him once or twice with her mouth and he’d really enjoyed it, but he had no idea that being touched ‘there’ could draw such pleasure from him. Opening his eyes he let out a slow breath and glanced down to see crimson blood sliding down Vegeta’s thigh from his bite. Purring softly again he leaned down and began to lap gently at the blood letting his taste buds dance again along with every other pleasure spot currently being touched by his prince. He pressed the side of his face to Vegeta’s thigh and let out a small cry as the smaller man finally stopped teasing him with his tongue and engulfed all he could of his swollen length in his mouth. His breath turned into a labored pant as he rocked in time to Vegeta’s rhythm, completely forgetting he was with a man that needed to be touched back in order to return the favor as he lay there and took all that Vegeta dished out.

Suddenly Vegeta’s fingers stopped their gentle thrusting and pulled out of him, and the smaller saiyan pulled off him completely, leaving Goku gasping and reaching out to pull him back. Silently asking him with his eyes not to stop.

Vegeta shoved him back and with a purr of his own, climbed on top of him moving his narrower hips between Goku’s thighs. Goku drew in a sharp breath as he felt the other man’s arousal press and tease against his anus, he could easily guessed what Vegeta was planning to do. He glanced down both their bodies as Vegeta sat back more his hands sliding down under his knees to hook them around his hips. Goku eagerly gripped him with his legs and reached up with his hands to wrap them around Vegeta’s neck pulling him down on him more and licking his lips in anticipation as Vegeta’s length press more into him. He was deeply curious about how it would feel to have Vegeta in him if the earlier teasing had been so good.

Vegeta nuzzled his throat gently as he began pushing in. Goku’s brows turned down and he frowned softly as a burning feeling ran though him, realizing he was being stretched a lot more with the thicker intrusion. He arched and bit his lip lightly as Vegeta kept going deeper and farther into him. He didn’t like this as much it hurt even with the before hand stretching and lubrication it still hurt. He squirmed slightly as Vegeta stopped and held still a moment allowing them both to adjust.

"Ve…ge…ta.." groaned Goku as the smaller saiyan began to move, thrusting slowly rubbing all along his inner walls. The frown remained on Goku’s face for several thrusts till the pain lessened and Vegeta once again found and hit that wonderful place inside him. Once again his eyes blinked in growing confusion as the pain was fastly being over run by new feelings of pleasure heightened with each motion of Vegeta’s hips. Soon it didn’t hurt at all, felt strangely good if a bit odd since he was use to being the one doing the thrusting. He let out a soft ah as Vegeta reached between them and took hold of his own need to begin pumping it in time to his hips. Goku tossed back his head, which Vegeta planted gentle kisses along, swept up in the gentle motion. Yes, he decided he rather liked this, he leaned up to begin planting his own kisses along Vegeta’s neck and shoulder. After several moments of the slow pace Goku began to squirm again, wanting more from the smaller saiyan, but Vegeta seemed content to keep it slow. Goku bit his lip lightly coming close to pouting, at this rate they could probably go all night, but Goku just wasn’t that patient at the moment. He slipped his hands down around Vegeta’s waist and once again snagged the saiyan’s tail making Vegeta pause and toss back his head, gasping. Goku let a very saiyan-like grin cross his face as he began to rub and pinch the tail not nearly as gently as he could have. The taller saiyan then bucked his hips up telling Vegeta he wanted a rougher secession.

Vegeta glared down at him the kind of look you gave a puppy for pulling on your pants leg. He leaned down to kiss the larger saiyan softly on the lips and without warning bit down on his lower lip drawing blood.

Goku grinned against Vegeta’s mouth enjoying the taste of his own blood as it coated both their tongues, he was even more delight as Vegeta dropped the gentle motion and struck a much rougher one with him. His hips bucked to meet every thrust of Vegeta’s, at first it was an awkward pace that gradually got smoother and complimented each other’s movements more. Soon it was drawing groans and moans from both saiyans as they moved in prefect time to each other, pace getting harder and rougher as it did.

Goku glanced up at his prince through half lidded eyes, watching as pleasure ran over his face. It seemed it was at least as fun to give as it was to receive. The thought once again sparked Goku’s curiosity and once again that very saiyan-like smile found its way on his face. He reached down and freed himself from Vegeta’s skilled hand, which gained him a questioning look from Vegeta. Goku smiled sweetly and kissed one of Vegeta’s palm.

"Leave it alone," he said in a husky voice thrusting his hips down hard to meet Vegeta making the other saiyan moan low and rear up a bit. Goku leaned up and bit down on Vegeta’s right nipple making the other saiyan cry out in pain. Goku released the taunt nub and began to lap gently at it. "More," he purred against Vegeta’s chest. "More Vegeta, I want more."

Vegeta let out a throaty growl and complied being just as rough to him as he’d been. Goku gasped and leaned back his head at each powerful thrust from his partner. He briefly thought about raising his power, if he did surely Vegeta would too, but he didn’t want to get carried away just yet. He had his own plan of attack he wanted to try. He leaned back up and bit at Vegeta’s ear drawing a small bit of blood, which he sucked greedily on. "More. Harder," he growled into the saiyan’s ear his hands sliding down Vegeta’s back to grab and roughly fondle his rear, grinding their hips more together. He began to bite and nip along Vegeta’s neck and shoulders, trying to ignore his own pleasure as it sang through his body and concentrate more on pushing Vegeta over the top. It seemed to be having the desired affect as Vegeta’s sounded far more out of breath than he though he was far from unaffected by Vegeta’s skilled movements which spiked pleasure up and down his body with every stroke of that pleasure spot inside him. The saiyan prince was obviously taking great care in trying to please him, angling to get as much friction at the spot as possible. With a growl Goku’s hands moved from Vegeta’s butt to his hips and gripped the strong bones to readjust the angle making his own pleasure lessen, but causing Vegeta to move even deeper in him giving more to the saiyan prince.

"Ka-kakarot…" said Vegeta obviously out of breath. "What are… you doing…? he asked.

"Shh," purred Goku grinning up at him, he bent his head and bit gently at Vegeta’s Adam’s apple almost like he was going to rip the other saiyan’s throat out with his teeth. "More saiyan," he demanded tail curling around to lash across Vegeta’s butt and back.

Vegeta growled it was obvious he was feeling really good. "You like pain… more than… pleasure, baka?" asked Vegeta thrusting his hips foreword sharply.

Goku’s answer was a deep purr.

"So be it than," said Vegeta through narrowed eyes.

Goku could only gasp as Vegeta dropped the gentle act completely and went wild on him, hips driving hard against him. For the longest time Goku couldn’t think straight as he was momentarily beaten-down by the other man, his plan slipping from him like sand through his fingers. When Vegeta moved to repay him for the earlier bite on the nipple Goku was brought back with a hiss of pain. He watched the other saiyan for a moment a sly smile on his lips, oh yah at that rate he’d definitely out last Vegeta; in fact, the prince looked like he was nearing his limit. He brought his hand back up and leaned over Vegeta’s shoulder to capture two of his own fingers in his mouth, dark eyes dancing in anticipation. Vegeta didn’t even notice till he was forcing one past his tight ring of muscles.

The prince’s breath hitched and he paused for a brief heartbeat, Goku almost feared that he’d demanded for him to stop that, but the other saiyan didn’t, if anything went back to riding him even more furiously. Goku grinned into Vegeta’s hair as he searched, he knew he’d found that odd spot when Vegeta let out a groan that sounded more like a growl and began to press back slightly against his probing finger. Goku licked his lips in excitement and pushed another finger in to join the first watching Vegeta in the grip of bliss. He’d never imagined anyone could look so unguarded and different in the throws of passion. What he saw made him thirsty for more. He held his breath and could only look on with awe as Vegeta tossed back his head and cried out in completion. Goku smiled every so softly, he might not have gotten to heaven yet, but it sure looked like Vegeta had. The smaller man let out a shaky breath. muscles quivering in exhaustion right before they gave out making him sprawl across Goku’s front panting deeply into his neck.

Goku lightly ran his fingers thought Vegeta’s wild hair for a few seconds, then he worked his legs back under Vegeta’s. The saiyan prince let out a startled gasp as Goku reached down and grabbed his legs to pull them wide apart, releasing his thighs he grabbed him around the waist and start pulling him up more across his lap. Vegeta raised himself up some and looked the smiling saiyan in the eyes, his own eyes widened right before strong hands pushed his hips down across Goku’s lap and something big and hard was forced deep into him.

Vegeta lifted his head and howled.

"KAKAROT!"

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Gohan let himself into to the CC building it was rarely locked and even if it was he still had a key since he worked there. He only worked at the other CC building when Trunks was out of town since it had better range satellite dishes incase he needed to get a hold of Capsule Corp’s president. He pulled off his long coat and hung it up on the coat rake by the door and bent down to take off his shoes.

He’d been extremely eager to get back here ever since he’d left. At first he blamed it on his hormones which he’d guessed were going into over drive now that they were active again after so long a period of being dormant. But as the day wore on he got the feeling there was more to it than that. He’d been nervous, distracted, and unable to concentrate the whole day, Vegeta’s words saying he’d regret it if he left kept running over and over in his head, never a moment throughout the whole day had he managed to get his mind off the saiyan. Things he’d never before associated with Vegeta kept reminding him of the proud prince. Like the fighting fish he keep in a small fish bowl on his desk, the fish was almost a solid color of dark blue, blue like the color Vegeta was so fond of; he’d spent a few hours just staring at that fish. Another thing that had distracted him was the light over his desk kept flashing off and on as the bulb threatened to die on him, but just wouldn’t give up the fight. Thousands of images of Vegeta yell final flash would flicker in his mind with the bulb and he’d accidentally written Vegeta’s famed attack on a few of the forms he’d been filling out. Another thing that he’d never live down was that he’d gone around the building and forgotten several of his close colleagues’ names accidentally calling them Vegeta instead, both the men and women. He swore if someone asked him to play that word game where someone said a word and you told them the first thing that popped into your head his answer every time would be Vegeta or something to do with Vegeta. He could just see it now.

Blue- Spandex
Pride- Vegeta
Monkey- Tail
Fiery- saiyan
Punish- Me
Bad- Man
God- Vegeta
Warm- And Tight
Grace- Vegeta
Doggy- Style

Gohan slapped a hand over his face and blushed lightly at that last one. He pushed his shoes up against the wall and walked in tugging at his tie to loosen it around his neck, he glanced around for the fiery prince. If he’d had a tail it would have been swinging behind him in a predatory fashion. Oh! The things he was going to do when he found that little man, he’d definitely regretted leaving him, regretted not tying him down to the bed and spending the whole day making love to him hot and hard. Just the thought made him lick his lips in anticipation. He gave himself a light slap on the cheek and told himself to calm down, there were many other good activities they could do together like go out to dinner and a movie. That sounded fun, not nearly as fun as screw the man blind, but fun.

"Now, where is he?" said Gohan softly starting to reach out with his sixth sense to look for his lover. He stopped and jerked his head around as the front door opened and in walked his younger brother.

"Goten?" said Gohan turning around to greet him. "What are you doing here?" he asked.

Goten stopped in the doorway and lifted an eyebrow obviously wondering the same things. Like his brother Goten had been plagued with thoughts of one proud prince ever since he’d left. He’d kept telling himself that he should wait at least 24 hours before running back to beg him for more sex. Well not just sex, he wanted to spend some more time with him, maybe go to the beach it’d be nice to get a tan and seeing Vegeta in a swimsuit would definitely be an added bonus. Maybe they could put in some more training, he really needed to get some more heavy work-outs in, Trunks was starting to get better than him and he had a more demanding job. Besides he liked sparing with Vegeta, the man was a cunning opponent.

He had to face it he was obsessed with the saiyan. He’d tried to think about something, anything else, but Vegeta’s haunting voice and looks never left him, especially that bit about regretting it if he left. He hadn’t thought much about it when Vegeta had said it other than it was kind of odd, but later he’d started to think it might have had more meaning than that. That he really might regret it if he didn’t stay, would Vegeta be mad at him for leaving? He obviously wanted him to stay had all but asked him to. He knew Vegeta was lonely without Bulma, was probably even lonelier now with both Trunks and Bra living more demanding lives. He knew the feeling, he was lonely too so why shouldn’t he keep Vegeta company? Having come up with that conclusion he’d then stopped what he was doing and left to go back to Capsule corps and now here he was looking at his big brother.

"What are you doing here niisan?" asked Goten a small frown made its way on his face.

"I asked you first," said Gohan a matching frown appearing on his face.

"I’m here to see Vegeta-san," said Goten standing tall and giving his brother a challenging look daring him to tell him to leave.

Gohan took the dare. "Well you’ll have to come back some other time," said Gohan calmly though his eyes were cold. "I’m here to see him as well."

Goten’s eyes got cold too. "I think you should come back another time, I’ve got a more important reason to see him," said Goten toeing off his shoes without taking his eyes off him.

Gohan let out a small growl as his brother’s reluctance to leave. "I doubt your reason could possible be more important than mine Goten. Don’t bother Vegeta-san with your childish games."

"Childish games?" said Goten humor laced his voice making Gohan narrow his eyes at him. "Oh dear brother, the games me and Vegeta play are hardly childish; in fact, I’d say you have to be very ‘mature’ to play them."

Gohan laughed lightly. "Goten I doubt Vegeta would want to play any game with you so you can leave, I’m keeping him company tonight."

Anger flashed in Goten’s eyes at what his brother was suggesting. "You stay away from him!" he growled.

"No, you stay away from him," said Gohan in an icy voice.

"His mine!" shouted Goten.

"He’s is not," growled Gohan.

Both hissed maniacally through their teeth at each other, aura’s spiking.

Goten smirked and crossed his arms. "Why don’t we ask Vegeta-san who he wants to keep him company tonight?" he asked in a confident voice.

"Not a bad idea brother, not at all," said Gohan with just as much confidence in his voice.

Both cast out their sixth sense and blinked their eyes in shock at what they felt.

"Otousan?" said Goten with a confused look on is face. "What’s he doing with my Vegeta?"

"Your Vegeta?" hissed Goten shooting a look at his younger brother. "Don’t be so quick to claim him yours."

"He is mine! And not you or dad are going to take him from me!" shouted the demi-saiyan shoving his brother aside to run toward the two ki signatures which were flashing like they were engaged in some kind of combat.

"Damn it, Goten! If I have to kick your sorry ass to get it through your head I will! Vegeta-san belongs to me!" he growled following after his brother.

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Vegeta’s mouth felt as dry as a desert as he panted for breath, he was too tired to keep this up much longer. He bowed his head and looked down at the widely grinning saiyan beneath him, that smile wasn’t anything like Goku’s usually happy grin, no it was smug and saiyan-like as was Goku’s black eyes. He closed his own black orbs unable to stop the whimper that left him. He was sitting across Goku’s lap, the taller saiyan bucking so hard under him if he (Goku) didn’t have a death grip on his hips he would have been thrown off. As it was Goku was thrusting up hard enough to toss him, while his hands gripped his hips and pushed him back down across his lap. It was so hard Vegeta didn’t know if Goku was trying to kill him with pain or pleasure. The third class baka had exhausted him, making him cum before him then roughly using him for his own pleasure, he was too tired to complain about it just go with it. Well maybe he didn’t have much to complain about, he groaned deeply in his throat as Goku pulled him down extra hard after a powerful thrust up. He was amazed beyond words to find that Goku’s hard work was actually making him aroused again after so short a period.

Deciding he did still have some strength left, Vegeta leaned down and braced his hands on Goku’s shoulders for better balance and started moving with the taller saiyan who called out his thoughts of that with loud cries of pleasure. Goku’s hands released Vegeta’s hips to start running up and down the smaller saiyan’s back, caressing and pulling Vegeta more firmly on top of him so he could kiss anything in his reach, hips continued to drive up hard.

With a low growl Goku rolled pinning Vegeta under him, his hips began a wild thrust that made Vegeta gasp breathlessly under him. Vegeta’s hands slid up under Goku’s and clawed down his back. Goku's hands too moved, one up to fist in Vegeta’s hair and yank his head to the side so he could nip along his throat, the other reached down and grabbed under Vegeta’s right thigh forcing the leg up and wide allowing him to reach deeper. Goku pressed Vegeta so tight to the mattress that the smaller saiyan almost couldn’t breath, Goku’s hips were the only part of him that let up on the crushing pin and then only to thrust them back with even more force. Vegeta thrashed under him, or at least tried to, it was nearly impossible to move with the hold Goku had on him, the most movement he was able to do was toss his head from side to side. He stilled and arched as much as allowed, which wasn’t much, as he came a second time between them, he had no breath to scream with and could only cling to Goku, fingernails tearing bloody gashes down his back. Lazy waves, the aftermath of his pleasure, threaded through him, making him so tired he could barely keep his eyes open, but it wasn’t possible to sleep just yet with Goku continuing to pound him hard against the bed. His hands slid up to lightly hold one of Goku’s shoulder blades the other sliding loosely through his spiky hair. He just lay there panting deeply into Goku’s neck as the man finished with him, his thrusts turning to short jerks of his hips.

Vegeta barely heard the door bang open, almost blacked out as Goku arched back, tossing his head and roared, thrusting as deep as he could and holding Vegeta’s hips tightly in place as if he expected the drained saiyan under him to pull off him before he finished coming. He need not have worried Vegeta couldn’t have left even if he wanted to.
Goku’s scream died down as he used up all the air in his lungs and his muscles slowly relaxed till he was just barely holding some of his weight off his partner, bracing himself up with his forearms. He glanced down at Vegeta’s tired face, taking some satisfaction in the fact that he looked like he was going to conk out right than. He allowed a small smile to grace his lips as he reached up a hand to lightly run his fingers over the other man’s lips. With a small sigh he pulled himself off the top of Vegeta and turned around to sit on the edge of the bed facing his wide-eyed sons. Behind him Vegeta gave a small groan whether a complaint from how sore he was or a sign of the aftermath of such pleasure he couldn’t tell. He felt the smaller saiyan roll over on his stomach and curl up, obviously he was just too tired right now to even sit or maybe too sore. Goku wanted to curl up behind the smaller saiyan but didn’t dare take his eyes off the two in front of him, his tail lashed slowly behind him as he could smell danger in the air.

The wide-eyed looks on both Goten’s and Gohan’s faces were replaced with ones of outrage directed right at their father. Both let out angry growls that vibrated in their throats.

A small smirk touched Goku’s lips. Yup, when we’re both in the same room Vegeta it doesn’t take much to compound things into a dangerous situation he thought before his smile faded and he matched the dangerous looks his sons were giving him.