The Meaning of Pride
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The Meaning of Pride
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for the warnings portion:
tab-stops:list .75in\'>mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>A.
12.0pt\'>I own nothing but my own two hands.
All the characters portrayed here were kidnapped from their show DBZ and
forced to enact my wishes.
tab-stops:list .75in\'>mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>B.
12.0pt\'>Whilst mostly I strive to make this “in character” and not “AU” we must
all remember it is fanfiction. (I’m
getting a bit snotty here, aren’t I?)
tab-stops:list .75in\'>mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>C.
12.0pt\'>Smut. Vegeta POV.
(That’s two boys bumping uglies, by the way.)
tab-stops:list .75in\'>mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt\'>D.
12.0pt\'>If you didn’t read the warnings, you are on your own I have no sympathy
for you.
And
lastly:
Slash mailing list. Will probably be
posting it there and at AFF.net
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Bastard!
Asshole!
Who
in the hell JUST STOPS?!
He
twisted his hand in the dark spikes of hair until he was certain that one
little yank would bald his lover, and snapped at the tongue that ran across his
lips, opened his mouth up and sucked on the lips above his, tried to get his
other hand free, but the grip had tightened considerably.
Technically
the lesson was going alright, but it could be going better.
The
sex, however. Tip-top.
He
had his legs wrapped around the idiot’s hips, panted into the kiss and tried to
breath, couldn’t, and felt his whole body burning from the inside out as once
more hardness inside of him moved and battered against his prostate, made his
skin ache with how very close he had been to coming when the moron had just
stopped. So close.
was aching as it pressed against the slick, hard stomach.
The
mouth left his again, Kakarot’s hand trailed him his body, to his arm and
grabbed his elbow, didn’t try to get his hand out of the black hair, but pinned
the elbow to the bed, dropped his head down to his bruised neck and ran his
tongue over it again. Licked it like it
was some sort of salt-lick, and his hips moved deeper as he did this.
teeth, arched his back, jerked for his arms and hands freedom, and tried to
break the insanity of the need that gripped him impossibly.
Found
that insanity was some how bound the same as his hands.
Panted
and felt false tears in his eyes, felt them fall down the side of his face, and
this brought the baka’s attention back to him, as he licked the trail of the
stupid false tears and then murmured something nonsensical and slowed back
down.
AGAIN.
Just
as that insanity was going to break and let Vegeta get some relief from the
pounding, throbbing need that made him roll his head back and forth on the
pillow and whimper, tried to adjust his legs so he could get the leverage to
make the idiot move faster, but was utterly pinned by the strength and
determination of his lover, so much so he could do nothing that Kakarot did not
want him to.
Saw
the dark eyes glittering in amusement as he was watched and sneered at
Kakarot. Tried very hard to stop
wriggling and failed, decided there were other ways to get what he wanted, and let
the deathgrip on the black hair loosen—his hand was immediately there after
trapped above his head—so he arched his back and tightened his body around
Kakarot, whimpered and then whined out his name, drew the syllables out in that
strange scratchy voice of his (thanks to the bruise that seemed to fascinate
his lover so much.) Fell back to the
bed and bared his teeth, moaned again, tightened again and arched once more.
Said
his name louder.
This
apparently knocked the breath right out of Kakarot, because he was suddenly
struggling to breathe. Panted out a
little cry of need and then moved his hips faster than he had before, stronger
and with more insane purpose. Pounded into
Vegeta and dropped the hold he had on his hands, dragged his arms down so they
were wrapped around him and lifted Vegeta up so he was arched against him.
And
Vegeta clawed at the shoulders, fought for some sense of control as he was
lifted up and opened up and found that besides riding it out, there was very
little that he could do. Let his mouth
fall open and panted, felt his skin burning insanely hot and jerked his own
hips at Kakarot’s waist, rubbed himself against the hard stomach until the
plate tipped, until he shouted in a wordless cry that should have been his
lovers name, but the presence of mind was lost, and he could do nothing but dig
his fingers—one bare hand, one covered—into the shoulders before him and feel
the tension and insanity pumping through him and out of him, and back into him
as Kakarot released inside him.
~~~***
Goku collapsed onto the bed—not
on top of Vegeta, but next to him.
Tried to catch his breath or slow down his heart or calm the pounding in
his head and his chest and the throbbing sort of fulillment that made his whole
body lax and tingling. It was
strange.
Vegeta pulled away from him
enough to free his body and then shifted, pulled his second glove off and
looked at him. Fought to catch his own
breath. Smiled in a vague way and
rolled onto his back. His wrists were
bruising now too. Which made Goku want
to grin with pride and go around and show everyone what he had done.
Of
course, the gloves would cover those bruises, easy.yes\"> So nobody would see them, and strangely enough, there was a part
of Goku that was insanely possessive of the bruises, that didn’t want them to
be seen, except by him and Vegeta. Him,
because only he should see the Prince at his most vulnerable, at his most
desirable, and Vegeta because he should look at them and remember what had just
happened.
Vegeta
regained his ability to breath normally just about the same time that Goku’s
heart finally stopped beating against his breastbone hard enough to break
it. And the Prince sat up, grabbed the
pillow out from between the mattress and the wall, and fluffed it back up, then
laid back down. Didn’t say anything
though, and that was just as well, because Goku felt this was a moment of
silence while he tried to get his breath back under control.
Idly
ran his fingers up and down Vegeta’s chest, dipped lower, swept his thumb through
the wetness there and met Vegeta’s eyes again, saw that he was being watched
and brought the thumb up to his mouth and sucked on it.
“Only
you,” Vegeta said with a shake of his head, “Could make sucking on your thumb
sexy.”
Goku
grinned. “Chichi told me once that I
have an oral fixation,” he moved down, to where he could lick his mate’s
stomach clean. “Just a little one
though.” He licked it up, felt Vegeta’s
skin twitch as he ran his tongue over it and thought that if the Prince’s skin
was humming like his he was pretty amazed that all he was doing was
twitching. “So,” he said as he moved
down just a little farther, “How’d I do on the first lesson?”
“Kakarot,”
Vegeta said—he loved that voice—“I’ll tell you in the morning.”
Which
was fine with him. He was pretty tired,
after all. Dirty.
And Vegeta was stinky too. So a
shower seemed like the order of business for now anyway.
very nice tummy one more kiss and then sat up, threw his legs over the edge of
the bed and stood up.
“Shower?”
Vegeta
got out of bed—with less finesse than normal—and grumbled something (that was
probably rude and slightly mean, so Goku just brushed it off.
Oh.
Sheesh. He made lunch.
and its horribleness was best forgotten.)
He shrugged. Grabbed a pair of
pants off the shelf in the closet and moved to let Vegeta retrieve his own
clothes, then followed the Prince ot the shower where he patiently stood and
waited for the water temperature to be set accordingly.
did not know. Because that shower he had
that afternoon was just a bad shower.
Full of sexy thoughts but the water temperature was wrong and he was
alone and it sucked.)
“How
about we go see the boys and eat at Bulma’s?” Goku said.
bruise on Vegeta’s neck, didn’t figure the smaller one would want to go
anywhere with that, so he sighed. “Or I
could go hunting again.”
Vegeta
stepped into the shower and waited for him to get in too before he closed the
curtain. “We could go to Bulma’s,”
Vegeta said.
“Really?”
That was odd. Not that he wanted to be
the one to point out that his mate was bruised and that those people there
could infer whatever about it and he knew that Vegeta didn’t want people
sticking their noses in his business, and Goku didn’t want to make him
uncomfortable.
not?” Vegeta asked.
“Oh,
well. You know.” He mumbled, pointed at
the bruise on Vegeta’s neck. “Because
of that.
“Kakarot,”
his mate said—very seriously—“It’s our family.”
Which
meant what? That they wouldn’t care or
that Vegeta didn’t care if they saw him all bruised?yes\"> Either way, it made Goku smile.
Because they were his family.
(Never mind he had stolen Vegeta from Bulma and disrupted his family,
Bulma and the boys were now part of his family too.)yes\"> It was nice to have people that you could hang out with and not
have to worry about defending your every move.
And with such smiling little thoughts as that, he set about washing his
(once more) smelly body.
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Hear
ye, hear ye. *grin*
count. Anyway, that’s not the hear ye
hear ye thing. This is:
Hudine
has had a Website! It’s a cute little
baby. And if you could find it in your
little DBZ loving hearts to check it out and help it grow; it would be very
much appreciated. Remember, it’s just a
wee little thing, only a few days old.
Vegeta:
Apparently, I like the whole ‘hold you down’ thing.
Gk: At least your
nether parts do.
Vegeta: Kakarot,
my ‘nether parts’ do not think independently from the rest of my body.
Gk: Obviously you
have never read ‘Dance Monkey Dance.’
Because according to it, our nether parts have brains of their own.
Vegeta: *sigh
* Give me that.
Gk: *waits for
it…waits for it…*
Vegeta:
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Burn
this! Nobody else read it did they!?
Gk: *points at
number of hits *
Vegeta: They all
must die. And her *points at Card * she
must die too!
Sarky woman:
Yeah.
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Saiyajin Necko:
*blush
* Ah…
That’s not corny its…
green-beany. O.o
Ginia:
*falls
out of chair again giggling * Oh, I
love people’s reaction to the monkey dance.
But it’s everyone’s fault for that phrase ‘hot monkey sex.’
about it. *points down *
monkey dance) *grin *
Jaygoose:
Ah,
Macha’s view might be good, but it’s also dangerous.yes\"> Stalking the elusive Saiyans isn’t always safe.
Fruity Cheerios:
*GLARES
AT COMPUTER * I spelled it right, I
swear. And my dumbass computer changed
it back. *glare more *
I
think Goku is all for the ‘pro-sex’ signs.
(And don’t worry about Vegeta, he just objects for the sake of it.)
Macha:
Yes,
Vegeta is a much better hobby than ripping of greased boar’s heads.
And
this is the ficcie world, dear, if you want to IT than feel free to do as you
please.
Getarian:
Actually,
you didn’t miss it, I took it out.
*sheepishly grins * the ‘weird-ass’ feelings in his chest were mentioned
in the original argument when he was trapped on the ground (remember when he
didn’t use his Super-abilities to kick Goku off him?) but I took them out there,
and introduced them in passing, then brought them up here again.
enlightenment’ goes on
*grin
* Yeah, Goku was teasing.
Ah,
I think between the two of them, Goku and Vegeta, they’ll both get their
definitions of a Saiyan under control.
Let the monkeys out to play I say.
(Without dancing.)
Ah,
just a continuation for this ficcie with a new title.yes\"> Same story, same set-up, same everything, but a new title.
Mechanical Butterfly:
*shudders
* If you ever come across a Nappa &
Vegeta fic NEVER tell me about.
*shudders more *
Yes.
Hey,
I thought I gave you an oxygen mask so you would stop dying when you read the
story. *glare *
* Hey, I could use this.
Thanks.
takes the lemon and runs *
12.0pt\'>PUBLIC NOTICE
Okay, just so nobody panics or anything.
story. (Just this part of it)
really just a continuation) either tomorrow (Saturday me time) or Monday.
Enlightenment. Exact same story, picks
up right after this one, no time gap no weird things, just a shift in the focus
of the story. This one has been,
admittedly, about Vegeta. “The Meaning
of Pride” and whatnot. So this next one
is (also about Vegeta) about Goku (and Vegeta’s) path to ‘Saiyan Enlightenment’
so…yeah. That’s why it gets its own ‘story.’ ITS UNDER THE YAOI CATEGORYspan
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;)