Saiyan Enlightenment
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Saiyan Enlightenmentstyle='font-size:18.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-style:normal'>
style='mso-tab-count:1'> Sequel to The Meaning of
Pride
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Disclaimers and Warnings and Author’s
Snarky Comments:
A.
sing: This is the fic that never ends,
yes it goes on and on my friends, some people started reading it, not knowing what
it was and they’ll keep reading it forever just because this is the fic that
never ends…
B.
not own DB, DBZ, or DBGT. If I did DB
“GT” would be ‘Group Therapy’ and DBZ would be about Goku’s quest to get Vegeta
sweaty and naked (and trapped under him while he had his wicked way with him.)
C.
CONTINUATION of The Meaning of Pride.
That means for this to make complete sense you should go read MoP.
D.
will be ‘Saiyan’ ness. That’s (as
Vegeta puts it): to include violent fighting, angry sex and fighting for
‘dominance.’ As well as LEMONS.
(having sex), actually four, because Trunks & Goten get laid too)
E.
ass. This might change (let us all pray
it’ll change) but he held on to his ‘assness’ for forty chapters in MoP,
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lost. Kakarot managed to stand still
and glare at him for a few minutes, but that was it. He disappeared and stayed gone for the rest of the day, half of
the night, and when he did come home he ignored Vegeta and went to bed.
just so he wouldn’t risk being close to Vegeta.
morning it wasn’t much of a surprise to see his lover sitting there glaring at
him still, but it was a much more relaxed glare than yesterday’s.
sitting there glaring at him.
back, Vegeta?”
Vegeta said, it was probably the most important thing that he make this clear
up front. Considering his past was less
than sparkling. Kakarot hade toe to
Bulma and that was a message as clear as just saying: I don’t trust you not to
leave me if I agree to this. Which
would have hurt, but he understood that impulse on Kakarot’s part to be jealous
and suspicious.
possibility that there are more of us out in the universe.
more about the out planets than you or I do.”
That sounded rational.
Normal. He neglected to say that
one of those halfbreeds could be Kakarot’s niece but the way his lover was
reacting didn’t prompt him into telling him.
out planets,” was Kakarot’s intelligent response.
why you don’t want him revived…”
Because he beat the shit out of me?
Because I DIED to kill him?”
your child if not for the interruption.
I killed more people that Radditz ever did, or did it not occur to you
that the reason I let him leave my side was because I didn’t care if he lived
or died?” Pause, let that sink in.
That was years ago. And if he
tries anything the two of us are more than capable of killing him again.”
honestly Vegeta didn’t think he’d ever get the big one convinced of his
brother’s merits. (The difference in
Vegeta and Kakarot’s definition of ‘merits’ might be responsible for that.)
idea?”
child somewhere.” That and he was bored
to tears just like Kakarot. This
fighting and sex thing was great but even it was getting just a little bit
monotonous especially now that all the other z-fighters were leaving them
be. (Apparently killing one of the
ranks made you an outsider. Had he
known that he probably would have killed the three-eyed bastard much earlier.)
it and leave him dead?”
why can’t we just ask him about it and leave him dead?
was devoid of dangerous side effects like having Radditz go feral on them, or
having to kill the long haired bastard if he tried anything.
that wanted Radditz alive again. Wanted
to see him, and kick him in the balls.
“Do you mean that you want us to go look for more of us?”
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couldn’t understand just what in the hell Goku’s problem was.
to revive his dead brother who was in HFIL for being an EVIL BASTARD.
FUCK A LOT. Somehow he couldn’t get
just what Vegeta wasn’t getting about this being a bad idea.
could defeat Radditz (provided, of course, that Radditz hadn’t been training
while dead and didn’t come back bursting full with power because he had
died.) “Well,” he said, “Isn’t that
enough? I mean, do we have to involve
Radditz at all?”
being a baby.”
perfectly sane Saiyan who was starting to seriously think that the answer to
this problem involved staging a battle against Vegeta, winning said battle,
dragging his mate back to any surface that looked convenient and screwing him
until this idiotic idea was completely forgotten. However, at this juncture, he just stood up and glared at Vegeta.
shouted. “Saiyans DESTROYED PLANETS
VEGETA! What harm can it do?
know.”
back if you had the chance,” Vegeta countered, “And don’t bother denying
it. You would.
seconds and tried really valiantly to say that he wouldn’t want his tail back,
that he wouldn’t purposefully put people in danger knowing what he could become
with that tail, but he thought about it, felt a distinct absence on his
back. He could feel the whole scar, and
it made him sad. He should have a
tail.
are two different things, Vegeta.”
single person he killed, Kakarot,” Vegeta said, moved closer to him and gave
him a snide wolfish smirk. A feral look
on his face and it made him brace himself against whatever was going to be
said. “You only care that I fucked
him.” He lowered his voice when he said
it and looked at him, emanated masculinity in that moment, fertility and
virility and it was pretty damn annoying.
“He used to coo, you know. Cooed
like a baby when I shoved him to the ground and pounded him until his knees
were bruised.”
the burn that wasn’t in his stomach but lower.
Felt rage and anger and he was just so fucking pissed that Vegeta was
pushing this and shoving it in his face, and he grabbed his smaller mate,
shoved him into the wall, heard something break—probably something falling off
the wall—and covered Vegeta’s filthy mouth with his own.
and felt the smaller hands on him, untying his pants blindly and shoving them
down. Hard hands on his ass, pulling
him tighter against Vegeta as they slid together, and he was tearing at his
mouth. Drew blood and sucked on it,
felt the growls coming from himself and his mate. Dug his hands into Vegeta’s skin hard and fast, hands on his legs
and his back, down his sides, on his erection.
Everywhere, then up, curled his hands in Vegeta’s hair and pulled their
mouths apart by tipping his head back.
Jerked his hips against Vegeta’s as he said it, ground himself into the
sharp hipbones and hard muscles.
his lips. Goku growled again, turned
them around and shoved Vegeta onto the bed, pushed him down into the mattress
and covered his body with his own.
Claimed his mouth again, sucked the breath out of him and shoved his
legs open to give himself room. Heard
the little noises that didn’t have the air to be expressed.
side tables and Vegeta managed to get the tube blindly.
flipped onto his knees.
back. Ran his hand down it and grabbed
the lube from his mate’s hand. Coated
himself and dropped it back onto the bed.
Swiped a thumb against the entrance and felt the sharp intake of breath
by his mate. “Mine,” he said
again. Pushed himself into Vegeta and
dug his teeth into the hot skin under him until he left the imprint of his
mouth on that skin. Then shook at the
warmth all around him. Pressed his
forehead against Vegeta’s shoulder.
“’Geeeta,” he whined.
pushed his hips back against him. “Just
do it, Kakarot,” was the strained reply.
Panting and beautiful. d
td
teeth and hands curled up in the blankets.
He held onto Vegeta’s hips as he leaned back and looked at the pretty
picture his mate made under him. Pulled
out and moved back in, deep and fast and grinned when Vegeta whimpered and
lowered down to bury his face in a pillow.
Shivered his whole body as Goku rubbed against him, right there against
his prostateesseessed against him until Vegeta lifted his head again and gasped
out his name, a little plea and prayer, and then he started to move.
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*grin * That’s it.
tomorrow.) Isn’t that just great?!
Vegeta:
Goku:
Vegeta:
Goku
That was…that was…
Vegeta:
better be a frickin’ lemon or I’m leaving.
Goku:
Vegeta:
To
ALL:
Wow!
response to a story before. *grins*
back (Elenek and Jaygoose seem to like this plan) and some folk not so
much. Of course my favorite are those
folks that are like “why?” and that is a good question.
Such a good question that I’m leaving it ‘til Monday.
And…to
answer the question of which story I like to work on… That is a tough one. I
think the ‘best one’ I’ve written is a toss up between MoP and Moments.
love that, it’s hilarious. APAM,
Cross-eyed, Mental Therapy. Hormone
Therapy was great too. *recalls
torturing folk. * I think my favorite
gag of all, though, was Yamcha screaming: “My eyes! My eyes!” Wasn’t that in
More of Us? *Looks around *
Seeya
guys on Monday!