In Your Dreams

Title: In Your Dreams
Author: CrimsonTide
Pairings: Vegeta x Goku

Warning - LEMON

Chapter 43

“Kakarotto.”

Goku froze and his eyes widened as his breath stilled in his throat. He could feel the blood rush to his face and his skin break out in gooseflesh as the feeling of being watched suddenly swept over him. The Saiyajin wasn’t sure whether he was embarrassed at being caught in the act, or relieved. He could have used some help, after all.

Still, the silence seemed overwhelming as Goku slowly turned his head to glance behind him, and he nearly choked when he confirmed that Vegeta was indeed standing only a few feet away.

The prince appeared both annoyed and amused, but based on the slight trembling of his hands, Goku could tell he was also aroused. His scent alone was a dead giveaway.

“What do you think you’re doing out here alone in your condition? I could smell your reek miles away!”

Goku wrinkled his nose at the apparent insult, and it was only when the older man began to approach that he remembered his current position. The younger man hastily slipped his fingers from inside his own body and unwrapped his tail from where it still sat coiled around his hardened member. Slender legs closed from their previously splayed position in an attempt to preserve a portion of his modesty.

Vegeta chuckled at the effort. It was too late. He’d already seen what his mate had been doing, and he wasn’t going to deny that the sight of the younger man pleasuring himself had aroused him to the point of discomfort. Still, it wasn’t safe for Kakarotto to be out in the middle of the night alone, and he wasn’t sure if it was coincidence or just plain instinct that led the other man so close to Vegeta’s current location. He and Trunks had set up their capsule house only a mile from this spot.

The older man’s nostrils flared as he moved to stand in front of Goku, whose eyes were downcast as he fought a raging blush that colored his cheeks. His mate’s scent was as strong as ever, and he could tell the other man was in extreme discomfort, much like himself. Fortunately for Vegeta he’d been through several ruts before and had learned to control his urges for the most part; though he was having a great deal of trouble fighting his instincts around Kakarotto. He’d never encountered such an irresistible specimen before, and he doubted he ever would again.

Black eyes surveyed the younger man’s form, and Vegeta felt an overwhelming urge to hold the trembling body that sat hunched against the tree, but he knew once he made contact his control would slip. For Goku’s sake, he couldn’t allow that to happen.

Vegeta turned away slightly and regarded his mate from the corner of his eye. “Go home, Kakarotto.”

He’d only taken one step before he felt something grab him. The prince looked back and was surprised to find Goku on his hands and knees with one trembling hand wrapped around his booted ankle. Large black eyes were looking up at him with a desperate and pleading expression, and the older man found himself unable to pull away.

“Please, Vegeta...” Goku’s voice was strained and raspy. “I need you.”

Again the prince felt his body lurch toward the other Saiyajin, but he jerked himself to a stop before he could move even one step. “No. You know we can’t. The risk of----“

“I don’t care anymore!” Goku interrupted. The younger man shuffled closer to his mate on his knees and wrapped both arms around Vegeta’s waist to keep him from fleeing. He purred and waved his tail around behind him to spread his scent as he rubbed his cheek against the other Saiyajin’s hip. It was an instinctual move that Saiyajins used to mark what was theirs with their unique musk.

The prince swallowed hard and slowly lowered a trembling hand to the other’s hair, where he buried his fingers within the dark locks. He knew he wouldn’t last much longer at this rate.

“Kakarotto...” Vegeta lowered his voice to a warning tone and tried one more time to free himself from Goku’s grasp, but the younger man wouldn’t allow it.

A sudden growl ripped itself from Goku’s throat and the prince gasped when a black tail wound itself around his ankle and yanked... hard. Vegeta lost his balance and grunted when his back hit the ground. His eyes had squeezed themselves shut on their own during the fall, and when he opened them again, all he saw was a blur of black and flesh tones.

The older Saiyajin groaned as the other man pressed his naked flesh firmly against his still clothed body, and he tilted his head back to allow a roaming tongue more access to the sensitive skin on his throat. Goku’s growl had turned back into a rumbling purr, and Vegeta shivered as hands stroked and touched him seemingly everywhere at once.

The sound of tearing fabric broke the prince out of his lusty haze, and his eyes traveled downward to find that his mate had ripped his shirt right down the middle. The younger Saiyajin crouched over him on all fours and lovingly placed kisses and small licks and nips along his chest and stomach. His nipples were teased and worried with a tongue and teeth, and the feel of Goku’s hot breath hitting his heated flesh was pure bliss.

Vegeta’s eyes drifted to the black tail that was swaying in the air above its’ owner. Its movements reminded the prince of that of a satisfied predator, and his lips curled up into a smirk at the thought. So Kakarotto had thought he’d caught himself a nice docile prey, did he? Well, he may have been caught, but he was far from docile.

With a low growl of his own, Vegeta rolled out from under Goku faster than the younger man could follow, and before the other could even protest, the prince was behind him with an arm wrapped firmly around his neck.

Goku blinked down at the grass below him and took a moment to register that his mate was no longer below him, but was now behind him, hovering above his crouched form. He could feel the larger man’s body pressing against his backside and he wasn’t happy about the arm that pressed across his throat.

Thinking that the prince was again trying to resist, the younger man reached up and gripped at the arm across his windpipe, and he dug his nails into the flesh he found there. This didn’t seem to faze Vegeta, however, and Goku only snarled when a low chuckle sounded right beside his ear.

“Hush, Kakarotto. If this is what you want then I will give it to you.”

The younger Saiyajin froze at those words, and he shuddered when sharp teeth nibbled at his left lobe. He tilted his head to give the other better access and purred low in his chest when the older man pressed his hips against his exposed backside. A black tail instinctually rose up and to the side as best it could from between their tightly meshed bodies, and Goku pressed himself back against his mate.

Vegeta rumbled his approval before pulling away, much to Goku’s displeasure. The younger man twisted around to protest but paused when he saw that the older man had only moved away to remove his pants and the remnants of his torn shirt. Black eyes roamed across the prince’s scarred but perfect body, and Goku turned to fully face the other and propped himself up with his hands before spreading his knees to display himself to his mate.

Vegeta licked his lips at the enticing sight and dropped to his knees between spread legs. He shuffled closer until his thighs were nestled beneath the younger man’s, and he wrapped his arms around Goku and pulled him forward until their chests pressed together tightly. Their lips met for a fierce but loving kiss, and tongues clashed together and fought in a passionate battle fueled by lust and desire.

Goku’s hands slid up the older Saiyajin’s back and eventually wove themselves into the royal mane, and he clutched the dark spikes there was he threw his head back. Vegeta attacked his exposed neck with his mouth, and he peppered the sweaty flesh with love bites. Some were soft while others were hard enough to bruise. The younger man didn’t seem to mind either way though, and his keening moans only encouraged his mate onward.

The prince pressed his cheek against Goku’s and panted against the other Saiyajin’s skin as he roughly thrust against him. The younger man’s body was jolted upward from the motion, and Goku sucked in a deep breath as a sharp spark of pleasure coursed through him. Slender legs wrapped themselves around a trim waist, and Vegeta once again pressed their lips together as he gently lowered his mate back to the ground.

His larger hand traveled down Goku’s body and ghosted along a well muscled thigh. The flesh quivered beneath his touch and Vegeta pulled away from the other man. He gently unwrapped those long legs from his waist and shuffled back a couple paces, and he chuckled at the strangled whimper that left the smaller man’s throat.

“Hush, Kakarotto. I’m not going anywhere.”

Goku relaxed at those words, and the hands that he been reaching out for the older man lowered themselves back to the ground. The younger man propped himself up on his elbows and watched curiously as his mate gripped one of his ankles and used his other hand to run his fingers along the length of his leg, all the while appraising the slender limb with an appreciative gaze.

Goku tilted his head to the side when Vegeta began to kiss his way up his right leg until he reached his upper thigh, where he paused and grinned up at him.

“You have nicer legs than Bulma.”

The younger man blushed, but then pouted. “Why are you thinking about Bulma right now?”

The prince only shook his head and chuckled.

“Baka.”

Goku’s pout quickly disappeared when Vegeta gripped his hips and lifted them, forcing his legs to open wider as his lower body was raised off the ground. The younger man was forced to let his elbows collapse and his back settled into the grass as the prince adjusted himself and suddenly lowered his face between his thighs.

For a moment the smaller Saiyajin wasn’t sure what the other was doing, but when he suddenly felt a hot tongue press against his entrance, he became all too aware of Vegeta’s intentions when his vision filled with sparks of color. Goku moaned loudly and fisted his hands into the grass below him as the older man stroked his most intimate and private area with his tongue, and he was sure he would pass out from the sheer pleasure of the experience if Vegeta kept it up too much longer.

Still, a groan of disappointment escaped from between his swollen lips when the prince stopped, and he gazed at the now smirking man as his face reappeared. His hips were lowered again and Vegeta shifted forward and placed one hand beside Goku’s chest and reached down to grasp his own hardened cock with his other. Slowly the prince guided himself forward, steadily pressing himself inside his mate’s well lubricated opening at a snail’s pace.

The younger man tossed his head back when he felt the first bit of penetration, but soon he was gritting his teeth and hissing in pleasure as he was slowly filled. Goku once again wrapped his legs around the larger man’s waist, and he rocked his hips forward in an effort to hurry things along.

The sudden gasp from Vegeta coupled with a quick jerk from his hips did the trick, and now the older man was buried to the hilt within his mate. For a long moment there was no movement, and both men chose only to stare into each other’s eyes. The prince’s lips curled into an actual smile when he saw the admiration and love reflected in his lover’s glistening orbs, and he lowered himself down until his body was pressed flush against the smaller man’s.

After wrapping his arms around the other Saiyajin, Vegeta buried his face into the crook of Goku’s neck and began to move his hips. He took pleasure in the way his movements altered the breathing pattern of his lover. It ranged from short gasps and ragged pants to long drawn out moans. The prince felt his mate’s nails raking up and down his bare back, and the movement only made him pound into Goku’s tight heat with more vigor.

The younger Saiyajin squirmed and arched against Vegeta, and he left the occasional bite along muscled shoulders as he dug his nails into soft flesh. His body rocked underneath the prince’s in rhythm with his thrusts, and he literally shook with pleasure at the feeling of the prince’s cock driving its way deep inside him. He couldn’t seem to get enough, just like he couldn’t seem to draw enough air into his suddenly starving lungs.

Vegeta wasn’t doing much better as he tightened his already iron grip on the man below him as if fearing he would disappear at any second. An intense feeling of protection and possessiveness suddenly flowed over him, and he growled as he gave a particularly harsh thrust forward, reveling in the sharp cry his actions forced from Kakarotto. He grit his teeth as he drove his hips forward with enough force to bruise, but he knew based on the tightening of the other’s legs that the smaller Saiyajin wasn’t going to complain.

Soon the only sounds within the forest were heavy pants, the occasional cry, and the slap of flesh against flesh. Vegeta could feel the coil in his stomach tightening each time he buried his cock within his mate, and when Goku suddenly tightened around him and whispered his name into the breeze, he finally fell over the edge. The prince arched his back and bit into his lower lip as he attempted to pull himself from inside his mate before he came, but Goku only tightened his legs, giving him no choice but to spill his seed inside him.

The younger Saiyajin visibly shivered as he felt the hot liquid coat his insides, and a heavy sigh escaped his lips when Vegeta collapsed on top of him a moment later. Goku’s lips curled up into a smile as he stroked Vegeta’s hair, and though a small part of him was screaming that he’d done something wrong, he was feeling too good to listen. The horrible heat that had been plaguing him for so many days had all but vanished, and complete contentment was all that remained.

It wasn’t long before both Saiyajins’ breathing returned to normal, and soon both Goku and Vegeta drifted into the first restful sleep they’d had in weeks.

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TBC

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