In Your Dreams
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Chapter 41
Title: In Your Dreams
Pairings: Vegeta x Goku
Author: CrimsonTide
A/N - I'm SO sorry for the shortness of this chapter. I thought about waiting to post it on another day so I had time to make it longer, but I know everyone expects updates on Monday, so I thought I should stick with it. This would have been longer, but let's just say there was a problem with coyotes, my dog... and now I need some rabies shots >.< Not to worry though, my dog is unharmed. So please accept my humble and short chapter and I'll do my best to post another chapter this week to make up for it ^.^
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Chapter 41
The trip back to Capsule Corp seemed to take a lifetime to the trio of Saiyajins, so when their feet finally touched the grass in the buildings’ front lawn, a sense of relief washed over them.
However, now that everyone’s adrenaline had returned to normal levels, there was an awkward tension in the air. Goku found himself watching his sons from the corner of his eye as he slowly walked to the front entrance, and he was trying to prepare himself for whatever may come next; good or bad.
“Dad, wait.”
Goku nearly flinched when Gohan’s hand came to rest on his shoulder, and he turned his head just enough to send a questioning gaze at his eldest son.
Gohan motioned for Goten to go ahead inside, and he waited for the younger man to do so before once again focusing his full attention on his father. His brow was furrowed and it seemed like he was having trouble putting together whatever it was he wanted to say, but Goku was patient.
“I, uh... I wanted to apologize for the things I said the last time...”
Goku raised his eyebrows in surprise. Today was the first time he’d seen his oldest son since their argument at the lake, and nothing had been said concerning the subject since.
“I didn’t know enough about your relationship with Vegeta to pass judgment, and after what happened today, I think I understand things a little better.”
The shorter man smiled, which in turn made Gohan smile. “Yeah? You don’t think he’s just using me anymore?”
Gohan’s smile faltered for a second before he shook his head. “Not anymore. If he felt half as protective toward you as I did today, then I know his feelings for you are genuine. If he makes you happy, then that’s all that should matter.”
Goku’s smile seemed to grow as he reached up and patted the hand that still sat on his shoulder. “Thanks, Gohan.”
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Vegeta didn’t return to Capsule Corp until much later that day. Everyone else had already eaten dinner and had gone their separate ways, so after grabbing a few of his favorite snack items, the prince silently made his way back to his bedroom.
After traveling down a dark hallway, Vegeta pushed open his door with his elbow and slipped inside before gently nudging it closed with his foot. He was careful not to slam it, as his mate seemed to be sleeping already. A quick glance at the clock confirmed it was still early; only 8:32 pm.
The older man furrowed his brow as he chewed on a pretzel stick. Kakarotto didn’t usually go to bed this early... not to sleep anyway. After silently stalking forward and depositing his armload of treats on his side of the mattress, Vegeta moved around to Goku’s side and took a closer look at his mate.
The younger Saiyajin’s face was relaxed, but his skin was covered in a fine sheen of sweat. The prince noticed the other had kicked his sheets off as well, and they were currently tangled around his knees. A black tail twitched against the mattress and upon closer inspection, Vegeta could see Goku’s brow twitch in sync with the fuzzy appendage. His scent had gotten stronger as well.
Did this mean the other Saiyajin’s heat was beginning to progress? Based on the flushed and warm feeling that was starting to creep over Vegeta, it was highly probable. A low growl began to rumble in the older man’s chest, and his fingers twitched with the sudden desire to touch his mate. Kakarotto had been threatened by another today, and now Vegeta felt as though he needed to re-establish his claim on him.
Just before he was about to pounce, however, Goku’s eyes slid open. Vegeta’s growl was immediately silenced as dark orbs moved to his own, and he watched as the younger man’s nostrils flared, apparently scenting him. The prince had no doubt in his mind that his own musk had begun to permeate the room in response to Kakarotto’s heat. What surprised him though, was the other Saiyajin’s reaction.
Instead of welcoming his mate, Goku sneezed and covered his nose as he quickly sat up and scooted to the other side of the bed. For a moment Vegeta thought the younger man was repulsed by his scent, but the flushed cheeks and slightly glazed eyes said otherwise. No, Kakarotto liked his musk. In fact, his own sweet scent was becoming more potent... So why was he moving away?
The prince placed a knee on the mattress, but he paused when a low growl escaped from his mate’s throat. He looked up at the younger man in surprise and confusion.
“Kakarotto? What’s wrong?”
Goku shook his head, his hand still covering his nose. “I don’t want.... Why is it so hot?!”
Vegeta frowned when the other Saiyajin gave up on trying to repel his scent and instead worked on removing his clothes. The shirt was first to go, and he used the garment to wipe away the sweat on his face before tossing it aside. Still not satisfied, Goku wiggled out of his boxers as well, which also ended up on the floor.
The prince licked his lips as he gazed at his gloriously nude mate. His skin was flushed from heat, and a well defined chest heaved with each labored breath. It was an incredibly arousing sight, and Vegeta literally tingled with the need to claim the man.
However, the moment he moved forward, Goku’s head snapped back in his direction. The older Saiyajin could clearly see the lust in the other’s eyes, but he could also see a hint of fear and frustration. Odd. No matter though, he’d show Kakarotto that there was nothing to fear.
Again Vegeta shifted and began to move forward, but a snarl startled him. Goku crouched low on the mattress and looked as if he’d attack at any moment. Black eyes were narrowed and followed the tiniest of movements, ready to strike if necessary. The body language clearly screamed ‘stay away’.
This both hurt and angered Vegeta.
Instincts began to take over and the older man raised and fluffed his tail as he swayed it back and forth behind him like a serpent ready to strike. He purposely musked into the air, and a smirk spread over his lips when Goku visibly swooned. Unfortunately the younger Saiyajin quickly shook his head to clear his sinuses of the alluring scent and resumed his threatening posture.
Vegeta snarled in frustration. “Why are you fighting this, Kakarotto?! Let me help you!”
Goku’s tail lashed out and snapped just inches from the other Saiyajin, another clear warning to keep his distance. “No! I don’t want... I’m not ready!”
The prince’s nostrils flared as another wave of his mate’s scent enveloped him. “Oh, I’d say you’re ready.” he purred.
The younger man reached up and yanked at his own hair as another wave of lust hit him, and he growled in frustration. “That’s not what I mean...”
Vegeta paused for a moment to think about the other Saiyajin’s words, and after a few moments of studying Goku’s expression, he realized what he meant. He didn’t want to risk a pregnancy. The older man couldn’t help but feel disappointed by this. He had hoped by the time Kakarotto’s first heat came around he might’ve been a little more receptive to the idea of carrying a child, but this was obviously not the case. The scenario still wasn’t sitting well in the younger man’s mind, and there was nothing Vegeta could do to change that.
The prince grit his teeth and mustered every ounce of willpower he had as he shoved himself back to his feet and off the bed. Goku watched him with a mixture of confusion and relief as he backed away, though the smaller man’s body only began to sweat more profusely the further he got.
“I don’t trust myself to help you then, Kakarotto. I’ll send Bulma in. Maybe she can give you something to ease the urge...”
Goku drew in a deep trembling breath, and the physical effort it was taking to keep himself on the bed was obvious. “What about you?”
Vegeta cracked the wood along the doorframe in his grasp and breathed through his mouth in an attempt to minimize his mate’s scent. It wasn’t helping much though; he could still taste it.
“I’ll go stay with Trunks until your cycle is over.”
Before anymore could be said, Vegeta was gone.
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TBC
Pairings: Vegeta x Goku
Author: CrimsonTide
A/N - I'm SO sorry for the shortness of this chapter. I thought about waiting to post it on another day so I had time to make it longer, but I know everyone expects updates on Monday, so I thought I should stick with it. This would have been longer, but let's just say there was a problem with coyotes, my dog... and now I need some rabies shots >.< Not to worry though, my dog is unharmed. So please accept my humble and short chapter and I'll do my best to post another chapter this week to make up for it ^.^
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Chapter 41
The trip back to Capsule Corp seemed to take a lifetime to the trio of Saiyajins, so when their feet finally touched the grass in the buildings’ front lawn, a sense of relief washed over them.
However, now that everyone’s adrenaline had returned to normal levels, there was an awkward tension in the air. Goku found himself watching his sons from the corner of his eye as he slowly walked to the front entrance, and he was trying to prepare himself for whatever may come next; good or bad.
“Dad, wait.”
Goku nearly flinched when Gohan’s hand came to rest on his shoulder, and he turned his head just enough to send a questioning gaze at his eldest son.
Gohan motioned for Goten to go ahead inside, and he waited for the younger man to do so before once again focusing his full attention on his father. His brow was furrowed and it seemed like he was having trouble putting together whatever it was he wanted to say, but Goku was patient.
“I, uh... I wanted to apologize for the things I said the last time...”
Goku raised his eyebrows in surprise. Today was the first time he’d seen his oldest son since their argument at the lake, and nothing had been said concerning the subject since.
“I didn’t know enough about your relationship with Vegeta to pass judgment, and after what happened today, I think I understand things a little better.”
The shorter man smiled, which in turn made Gohan smile. “Yeah? You don’t think he’s just using me anymore?”
Gohan’s smile faltered for a second before he shook his head. “Not anymore. If he felt half as protective toward you as I did today, then I know his feelings for you are genuine. If he makes you happy, then that’s all that should matter.”
Goku’s smile seemed to grow as he reached up and patted the hand that still sat on his shoulder. “Thanks, Gohan.”
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Vegeta didn’t return to Capsule Corp until much later that day. Everyone else had already eaten dinner and had gone their separate ways, so after grabbing a few of his favorite snack items, the prince silently made his way back to his bedroom.
After traveling down a dark hallway, Vegeta pushed open his door with his elbow and slipped inside before gently nudging it closed with his foot. He was careful not to slam it, as his mate seemed to be sleeping already. A quick glance at the clock confirmed it was still early; only 8:32 pm.
The older man furrowed his brow as he chewed on a pretzel stick. Kakarotto didn’t usually go to bed this early... not to sleep anyway. After silently stalking forward and depositing his armload of treats on his side of the mattress, Vegeta moved around to Goku’s side and took a closer look at his mate.
The younger Saiyajin’s face was relaxed, but his skin was covered in a fine sheen of sweat. The prince noticed the other had kicked his sheets off as well, and they were currently tangled around his knees. A black tail twitched against the mattress and upon closer inspection, Vegeta could see Goku’s brow twitch in sync with the fuzzy appendage. His scent had gotten stronger as well.
Did this mean the other Saiyajin’s heat was beginning to progress? Based on the flushed and warm feeling that was starting to creep over Vegeta, it was highly probable. A low growl began to rumble in the older man’s chest, and his fingers twitched with the sudden desire to touch his mate. Kakarotto had been threatened by another today, and now Vegeta felt as though he needed to re-establish his claim on him.
Just before he was about to pounce, however, Goku’s eyes slid open. Vegeta’s growl was immediately silenced as dark orbs moved to his own, and he watched as the younger man’s nostrils flared, apparently scenting him. The prince had no doubt in his mind that his own musk had begun to permeate the room in response to Kakarotto’s heat. What surprised him though, was the other Saiyajin’s reaction.
Instead of welcoming his mate, Goku sneezed and covered his nose as he quickly sat up and scooted to the other side of the bed. For a moment Vegeta thought the younger man was repulsed by his scent, but the flushed cheeks and slightly glazed eyes said otherwise. No, Kakarotto liked his musk. In fact, his own sweet scent was becoming more potent... So why was he moving away?
The prince placed a knee on the mattress, but he paused when a low growl escaped from his mate’s throat. He looked up at the younger man in surprise and confusion.
“Kakarotto? What’s wrong?”
Goku shook his head, his hand still covering his nose. “I don’t want.... Why is it so hot?!”
Vegeta frowned when the other Saiyajin gave up on trying to repel his scent and instead worked on removing his clothes. The shirt was first to go, and he used the garment to wipe away the sweat on his face before tossing it aside. Still not satisfied, Goku wiggled out of his boxers as well, which also ended up on the floor.
The prince licked his lips as he gazed at his gloriously nude mate. His skin was flushed from heat, and a well defined chest heaved with each labored breath. It was an incredibly arousing sight, and Vegeta literally tingled with the need to claim the man.
However, the moment he moved forward, Goku’s head snapped back in his direction. The older Saiyajin could clearly see the lust in the other’s eyes, but he could also see a hint of fear and frustration. Odd. No matter though, he’d show Kakarotto that there was nothing to fear.
Again Vegeta shifted and began to move forward, but a snarl startled him. Goku crouched low on the mattress and looked as if he’d attack at any moment. Black eyes were narrowed and followed the tiniest of movements, ready to strike if necessary. The body language clearly screamed ‘stay away’.
This both hurt and angered Vegeta.
Instincts began to take over and the older man raised and fluffed his tail as he swayed it back and forth behind him like a serpent ready to strike. He purposely musked into the air, and a smirk spread over his lips when Goku visibly swooned. Unfortunately the younger Saiyajin quickly shook his head to clear his sinuses of the alluring scent and resumed his threatening posture.
Vegeta snarled in frustration. “Why are you fighting this, Kakarotto?! Let me help you!”
Goku’s tail lashed out and snapped just inches from the other Saiyajin, another clear warning to keep his distance. “No! I don’t want... I’m not ready!”
The prince’s nostrils flared as another wave of his mate’s scent enveloped him. “Oh, I’d say you’re ready.” he purred.
The younger man reached up and yanked at his own hair as another wave of lust hit him, and he growled in frustration. “That’s not what I mean...”
Vegeta paused for a moment to think about the other Saiyajin’s words, and after a few moments of studying Goku’s expression, he realized what he meant. He didn’t want to risk a pregnancy. The older man couldn’t help but feel disappointed by this. He had hoped by the time Kakarotto’s first heat came around he might’ve been a little more receptive to the idea of carrying a child, but this was obviously not the case. The scenario still wasn’t sitting well in the younger man’s mind, and there was nothing Vegeta could do to change that.
The prince grit his teeth and mustered every ounce of willpower he had as he shoved himself back to his feet and off the bed. Goku watched him with a mixture of confusion and relief as he backed away, though the smaller man’s body only began to sweat more profusely the further he got.
“I don’t trust myself to help you then, Kakarotto. I’ll send Bulma in. Maybe she can give you something to ease the urge...”
Goku drew in a deep trembling breath, and the physical effort it was taking to keep himself on the bed was obvious. “What about you?”
Vegeta cracked the wood along the doorframe in his grasp and breathed through his mouth in an attempt to minimize his mate’s scent. It wasn’t helping much though; he could still taste it.
“I’ll go stay with Trunks until your cycle is over.”
Before anymore could be said, Vegeta was gone.
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TBC