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Chapter specific warnings: More forced-making out. Forced oral. Blood. RAPE LEMON Ginyu-Goku/Vegeta. Angst.
Chapter 4: Captive Audience

Goku didn’t know what to think. With awkward fascination, he watched as Ginyu pretty much devoured the lower half of the prince’s face. He felt Vegeta’s energy fade even more, frustrated that he was only able to stand by helplessly, his eyes shutting as he fought against a pang of weakness--damn it, this body wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Hmm…”

The small approving sound Ginyu had made brought Goku’s attention back, eyes widening in disbelief at what he was witnessing.

//…uhh…Vegeta??...//

His elder’s usually furrowed brow had softened, eyes half-open as he stopped struggling, compliant and (Goku could swear it) enjoying the very thorough attack on his mouth. Ginyu doubled his effort, then broke away. Vegeta gasped for air once, then was still, staring up at Ginyu with an expression Goku could only translate as lust. The body-snatcher then lowered himself again, skimming Goku’s lips against those of the suddenly submissive prince as if tasting.

“Hey”, Ginyu said, looking up at Goku, “I think he likes you. Never done that with me before. I’m kinda jealous.”

//Before?!//

“You’re sick”, Goku shot at him, wincing again at his injuries.

Yet he wandered back to the way the prince was looking at Ginyu--a sort of intense desire burned in the half-lidded black eyes. Vegeta didn’t even blink as Ginyu ran the flat of his tongue across his slack lips. Hesitantly, the prince opened his mouth, lifting his head up slightly and voluntarily catching yet another aggressive kiss with a soft moan, his eyes flashing towards Goku once before closing lightly. Goku found he could not tear his eyes away, stuck on the rare display of anything but maniacal anger from his prince--

A howl pierced the air as Ginyu jerked back, Vegeta hanging onto his lower lip with his teeth, drawing blood. He tried to kneel up, eyes clenched tightly in pain as Vegeta growled and clamped down harder, then tore away savagely. The captain fell onto his side, a hand clamped over his bleeding mouth. Relief filled Goku when Vegeta broke free, even as he winced at seeing the rip in his lower lip that occurred as a result.

With a groan, Vegeta flipped onto his stomach, visibly shaking as he scrambled towards the exit.

“Here!”, Goku staggered forward, his arm outstretched to Vegeta. Dazed, Vegeta grabbed at it, Goku attempting to drag him out of harm’s way despite his deteriorating state.

Suddenly Ginyu was in front of him. He shot a fist forward, hitting the wound on his body’s chest full-on. Goku cried out and fell, pulling off one of Vegeta’s white gloves as he did so. Vegeta resumed his struggle with Ginyu, eyes angrily flashing towards his fellow-Saiyajin as he tried combating the hands trying to manipulate and hold him down.

“Y-you’re USELESS, Kakarrot! Get out of here--I DON’T need your help!”

Goku only looked at him in desolation, clutching at his chest and breathing hard and unsteady, pain tainting his expression and making Ginyu’s face look sadly pathetic. It was taking all of Goku’s concentration to accomplish the simple act of even breathing. Every beat of the body’s heart sent pangs of throbbing through its entirety.

“Aw, too bad. You blew your chance”, Ginyu said, his words a little slurred from his already swollen, sore mouth, grinning now at Goku, “Looks like your company’s not wanted here, my friend.”

Easily overpowering him once more, Ginyu secured Vegeta’s arms behind his back, looming over him as the prince panted raggedly, the fear and frustration taking a big part in sapping his energy. Goku could see the desperate struggle in the prince to remain defiant. The fallen Saiyajin glared arrogantly at him, then broke eye contact, his face burning in shame.

Damn Kakarrot, allowing a sociopath like Ginyu to steal his body, which was now being used to defile him. And the idiot was their unwilling audience now. Humiliation, it seemed, was always a step ahead. Despair took his focus away for the moment, but it gave Ginyu all the time he needed to position himself. Vegeta’s eyes widened, frantically looking behind him as something pushed at him impatiently.

"No no no", Vegeta stuttered breathlessly as another hard push against his ass made his body tighten in defense.

“Don't look so upset. Thought you'd be used to this by now", Ginyu hissed in his ear, "You really gotta learn your place, whore.”

Ginyu rubbed the head of the body's cock lazily against firm flesh, smiling as Vegeta's breath hitched, muscles trembling and captive in his hold. Usually, he'd be forced to get it over with, toying with his prey so that infuriating smirk smashed off his face more of what got him off than the actual act but this younger Saiyajin's body was stronger than his old one. This was going to be a fun ride.

"You know", Ginyu said after a short pause, playfully nudging so Vegeta shuddered beneath him, "There's a way out of this. You know what you gotta do though--"

"NO!!", Vegeta growled strainingly, gasping as he shook his head and avoided Goku's worried but curious gaze.

"Ah, c'mon", Ginyu laughed, "Still shy? We're all friends here. And a good mouth-fuck is a helluva lot less painful than this, don't you agree?"

"Go fuck yourself", Vegeta spit at him.

"Not an option, sorry. Oh, and I forgot, who's power level makes yours look like a kid's in comparison? Right, me. So you don't have much of a choice. Besides, I think we need a quick lube job."

Without much trouble, Vegeta was soon on his back, arms pinned under orange-clad legs as Ginyu straddled chest. His boots scraped usuelessly in his panic, legs trembling.

"S-stop it, leave him alone!", Goku demanded weakly, "Haven't you done enough?"

Ginyu grinned at him as he reached down and pried Vegeta's jaw apart effortlessly, "You gotta have more fun in life, my friend. You should be happy I'm letting your body undulge in this--no way you'd get a taste of it with that attitude."

He returned his attention to Vegeta's garbled curses, clumsily jabbing at the livid prince's face with Goku's swollen cock.

"Lick it."

A glare worthy of Hellfire was his answer.

"Do it or I break your jaw and give your skull a good fucking."

After what clearly was a distorted "fuck you", Ginyu sighed and looked up at Goku, "He gets like this. I'd have loved to show you what he looks like willing but I think with him it's better when he fights back. Watch this though. Just as fun."

One hand securing Vegeta's reluctant mouth open, the other getting a good fist of black spikes, there was one short, angry sound of protest before Ginyu rammed Vegeta's face full of Saiyajin cock.

"There we go", Ginyu crooned with a breathy laugh, "Good monkey."

The anger in Goku rose uselessly as Vegeta choked and struggled weakly. What kind of a person does this? His prince's face started to go red as his airway was assaulted. Ginyu swabbed out his throat, hot saliva coating Goku's cock as he plunged in one final time so far that Vegeta's face was pressed against the firm muscles of the body's lower stomach. He finally released the prince and took advantage of his struggle to breathe to flip him onto his back and secure him once more. Vegeta was able to focus in time for Ginyu to reposition a now saliva-lathered cock against his ass.

"Thanks for that. You always were kinda tight. Maybe Freeza'll let me keep you as a pet and we can work on that, huh"?, Ginyu asked with a wicked grin that looked completely wrong on Goku's face, "Ready?"

Dead, angry eyes glared off to the side as the humiliated Saiyajin braced himself but it never could prepare him. Pain, physical and mental, screamed up his spine and resonated through him as Ginyu speared him with Goku’s cock. A tortured shriek ripped out of his already raw throat before he could control it. He gasped, his sore jaw clenched, trying to fight the agony. An arm unyielding as rock wrapped around his neck for better leverage, and Ginyu started pounding into him.

Vegeta managed to bite back another scream and snapped his head back up in reaction only to see Goku staring at them miserably.

//Cursed gods allowing that moron to witness this--//

“Get out of here, Kakarrot”, Vegeta said, his voice strained and overcome with anguish that stabbed at Goku almost as bad as the fatal wound.

Pain and disgust weakened Vegeta and he groaned miserably, his head hanging down in defeat, rocking back and forth slightly from the assault.

“…Vegeta--”

“GET OUT!!”, Vegeta suddenly screamed, “W-why are you still here!?!”

“I’m NOT leaving you!”

“Oh, how touching”, Ginyu remarked mockingly.

The prince’s head lifted and two enraged eyes targeted Goku with their ferocity, “Y-you’re pathetic, Kakarrot. I’m only going to…nnh…to kill you if I survive this and yet you continue to dis--ungh…disgust me with your p-pitiful mercy!”

The pace of Ginyu’s thrusting had become agonizingly slow but pushing in deeper, the bastard hissing rhythmically with pleasure. Vegeta's legs trembled with each slow breach in and out. His breathing became uneven, labored as his jaw tightened to hold back any expression of pain.

“I don’t care. I’m not leaving you.”

Vegeta stared down at the floor, his lips slightly parted and another feeble groan escaping.

//Gods, this idiot is RIDICULOUS!//

A delirious thought crossed the prince’s mind. Amazingly, Vegeta grinned up at Goku, though it looked more like a grimace than a smile, “Oh, I see. Wouldn’t have expected th-this from you. Pray that I die while you enjoy this.”

Goku raised a purple brow in confusion, then glared at him incredulously, “What?! I’m NOT! How could you even THINK that?!”

“If you two ladies are done”, Ginyu interrupted, pulling Vegeta’s arms further behind his back for better leverage, “I’m kind of busy here and you’re both being very distracting.”

Short disobedient whimpers escaped with each quick thrust despite Vegeta’s efforts to hold them back, his teeth grinding against each other hard enough to hurt.

“Tell you what”, Ginyu said to Goku, panting slightly, “I’ll warm him up for you. He’s pretty willing once he gets used to it.”

Goku couldn’t see, but Vegeta winced from the sting of truth in the words, hurting him more than anything else. There had been times he had just allowed it, the futility of defeat actually managing to push past his pride.

Ginyu paused, glancing down and then grinned at Goku’s distraught face, “But you’ve got a pretty impressive piece of hardware. No wonder he’s having a rough time.”

“Kakarrot…”

“Fight him, Vegeta!”, Goku said desperately, “You can beat him!”

Vegeta’s voice was a faint whisper, “Kakarrot, just go…get out of here…don’t…”

//…don’t see me like this//, Vegeta finished silently.

Goku panicked inside as Vegeta’s head hung down in what appeared to be submission, something that looked unnatural on the proud prince.

“You can’t let him do this to you!”, Goku urged, glaring at Ginyu as he laughed.

“Ha! Are you serious or is the blood loss affecting your thinking? He hasn’t got a chance! Not with your power level.”

“Just stop, Kakarrot”, Vegeta muttered under his unsteady breath.

“Yes, he does”, Goku insisted with a grim smile.

Ginyu slowed his pace, frowning, “I saw it with my own eyes--“

“Oh, I’m not saying my power’s not up to the level your s-scouter measured. You just don’t know how to use it. A sick mind like yours has no chance of syncing with my energy.”

“What the hell are you talking about?!”, Ginyu asked, stopping altogether, which was still not much comfort to Vegeta.

Goku turned his attention back to his prince’s bowed head, “Vegeta, listen to me. He’s nothing compared to you--“

“Shut up”, Vegeta said tiredly, already fed up with everything and only looking forward to the end even if it ended in death, “What, you think I just jumped into his f-fucking arms? Don’t you think I’d fight him off beforehand? Idiot.”

Ginyu wrenched Vegeta’s head back by his hair, smiling at the grimace on his flushed face, “And that was some great foreplay with those adorable attacks.”

Suddenly, he pulled out and Vegeta’s eyes rolled into his head at the raw pain. Roughly, he was shoved onto his back, his legs lifted up and his body tightened as he was once more slammed into. He let out a ragged moan, a blush blazing hot on his anguished face. Something hard clattered onto the battered armor of his chest. Drowsily, he noted Ginyu’s scouter.

“Put that on and show this idiot his power-level.”

The prince only sneered at him weakly, “I don’t need y-your stupid scouter.”

“Shut up and do what you’re told”, Ginyu snapped, then grinned evilly, “Or we can put that mouth to better use apgain.”

Vegeta growled in response, ignoring the nauseous leap of his stomach at the thought, but paused when Goku spoke up.

“Do it, Vegeta. Trust me.”

“Yeah, see?”, Ginyu said, “Listen to your friend here. C’mon, humor him.”

Vegeta glared at the upside-down image of Ginyu’s body, then winced, the scouter being forced onto his head roughly.

“F-fuck BOTH of you”, Vegeta spat venomously, “I refuse to play along with your goddamn pissing contest--you can BOTH go to HELL!!!”

Ginyu rolled his eyes, making Goku’s face look comically exasperated, “Gods, it’s like pulling teeth with you, all the time…”

He lifted Vegeta’s lower body so the blue-clad legs hung over the prince’s head, plunging into him deeper and laughing at Vegeta’s disoriented expression and strangled cry.

“V-Vegeta! You’re only making it worse!”,Goku pleaded, “Just do it--”

Vegeta growled, irritation at his fellow Saiyajin going strong despite everything going on, speaking between gasps for breath as Ginyu’s speed increased, “N-no one…ASKED you…K-kakarrot!...S-so sh-shut UP, you…t-traitorous...low class…piece of--”

He cut off his own sentence with a scream as Ginyu ground their hips together. Vegeta shut his eyes against tears as he was destroyed for the nth time, made all the more worse by Goku’s reluctant and helpless presence.

The younger Saiyajin could detect and even see Vegeta was at his breaking point and he ached inside that it was his own body being used to do this. A deeper rage was also present--this bastard using his strength to dominate others just for the fun of it…and doing it to his prince, no less. There was a strange possessiveness that had begun since their first fight, a feeling he didn’t quite understand--it was almost like an insane jealousy at anyone who thought he could take his prize from him--the prize being their rematch, he supposed. All he knew for sure was the sight of his fellow Saiyajin being subjected to this awakened a deep-rooted anger inside him.

Vegeta’s face burned, equally with humiliation and the exertion his body was being subjected to. The grasp on his control was slipping farther and farther away with each stab. Small, pathetic sounds of pain were making their way out of him regardless of what he did to hold them back. Wasn’t even in control of his own damned voice.

//I can’t do this much longer, I can’t…but Kakarrot’s right FUCKING there…damn it…//

The disgusting moans and grunts Ginyu was making alone made him nauseous. His eyes rolled into his head as Ginyu crushed against him again and caught the blurry image of Ginyu’s body with Kakarrot’s piteous expression. He stared past him, almost hoping Ginyu would kill him so he wouldn’t suffer the humiliation that Kakarrot had witnessed this.

A/N: I like the guesses on where things are going (may use some of 'em ^^) but for now, hope you enjoy the terribleness.