Monkey Moon

Monkey Moon 2 pt. 3

The saiyans slept soundly through the early evening hours. Turles
wakened in silence, easing up to a sitting postion. Moist dew clung
to velvet like skin. Dark eyes roamed, sparkling in waning sunlight.

_For the first time in years, I feel at peace. I can't remember the
last time I slept so soundly._

He watched the sleeping couples. _Completion. Something I've yet to
attain, though I've felt the heady taste of power. Perhaps Vegeta was
right. To be among my own people again is something I would have
scarce believed._

A rare smile curved his lips no one saw. _Hn, to run again without
restraint...delicious._

Turles crouched now, tail waving gently. A familiar scent wafted his
way. _Kakarot. Perhaps other things should be in focus now. Could I
have been mistaken about you?_

Making a decision, he glided over to the resting Goku and Vegeta. He
plopped down silently behind Goku, close but not touching. Soft
sniffs.

_He is beautiful. And the ouji is a dream given flesh. Dare I think?_

Slitted eyes watched Turles in silence. Not everyone was sleeping.

/Raditzu./

/Eh? Let me sleep more, Nappa./

/Sleep later. There's a show going on./

A grunt, soft snarl.

/Quiet, fool!! Open your eyes a crack./

The sly saiyans watched through thick lashes, feigning sleep. Knowing
grins curled their lips.

/Ah, this should prove interesting now./

/Kkk...little brother started courtship. Now begins the dance!/

Turles sidled alongside Goku. Intense eyes roamed sculpted
perfection. Carefully he leaned down, snuffing softly against golden
skin. His tail fuzzed in response. Raditz and Nappa continued their
secret observation.

/He likes Kakarot's reek./

/Don't we all? See, his nose krinkles. A good stink always leaves an
impression./

/Vegeta will allow this, since he offered the gift./

Turles slowly ran a hand along Goku's shoulder, spacing his fingers.
Skin like velvet smoothed to his touch. He watched Vegeta sleep next.
The handsome prince appeared totally relaxed, his features soft in
the dim light.

Raditz suppressed a snicker. /Temptation. He considers Kakarot's
invitation./

Nappa lay against his mate. /Hn...I can smell Turles from here. If
the fool won't jump his bones, I will./

Raditz shifted, pinning Nappa's right arm to the ground. /I think
not./

/Jealous?/

/Be still./

Turles observed his own skin against Kakarot's. Deep honey next to
rich bronze. Soft lick of lips as he scented their mingled fragrance.

Now another played at sleep. Vegeta turned slightly, tilting his head
towards a tasty smell. Both very familiar...

He barely peeped through his lashes. /Hn, it didn't take long./

Turles was unaware he was being observed. Bolder now, he snuffed
along the nape of Goku's neck, savoring musky fragrance.

Raditz nearly growled. /Horny fool...Kakarot hasn't a clue./

Nappa elbowed him to be still. /It's been a long time for Turles, I
can tell. Wait a bit, then we can- /

/You can what?/

//?!!//

/You woke me up with loud thinking./

/Not Kakarot, apparently./

Vegeta still appeared to be sleeping. /No. The _huerta_ lays like a
stone./

/Turles has smelled him enough!!/

/Beware, Radtizu. I understand your right, but Kakarot is still mine./

/Hn, I know that pleasure.../

/Shut up, Nappa!/

/We never had our time together, Vegeta./

/Go roll with Nappa. I'll hear no more!/

Soft purring interrupted their mind games. The other saiyans watched
as Turles slowly licked the nape of Goku's neck, trailing a wet
stroke down across a golden shoulder.

Vegeta twitched a lip. /Well if that doesn't wake him, nothing will./

****

Goku felt muzzy and warm. A cocoon of heat surrounded him with
fragrant spice. Something wet caressed, teasing his senses...

_feels good._

Musky thick strands rubbed against his cheek, neck.

_so soft._

A light touch, barely a stroke. Down his arm, over his thighs.

_tickles._

He purred in response, a trilling sound. Turles nuzzled, rubbing his
wild mop against another.

Nappa and Raditz stole a quick peep.

/Krukka, I never suspected he wanted Kakarot that much!/

Nappa elbowed his mate in the gut. /Hn...I sensed it when we talked./

/His scent, Nappa!/

/Ai, he thinks to hide his season...impossible to his own kind!/

/Futile. Like Vegeta said, we'll eat him later anyway./

/Methinks he would dine on Kakarot first./

/I dislike that! Perhaps I'll try for him myself./

/Enough, Raditzsu!!/

/Ai, maybe a sandwich...but my first right is Kakarot!/

/Stop this shit before I crack your skull on a rock.!!/

They quickly shut their eyes again as Turles sat up. The lost saiyan
was thinking as he watched Goku sleep.

/My offer didn't go to waste, then. He pleases my eye...and nose. But
I have no chance against Vegeta in challenge. What to do?/

Nappa secretly opened an eye again. /He wrestles with his blood./

Raditz snuffed, rolling over. /Asshole. He dosen't know our prince
promised him as a gift./

/To Kakarot, Raditz. Remember that!/

/Maybe. Remember, he has yet to join the pack./

/Hn, there's a thought./

/Are you two finished?!/

//Ah, Vegeta...//

/Watch the show and be silent. I'm enjoying this, myself./

/Turles wants Kakarot, ouji./

/No shit, fool. He's no threat to our private bond./

/I'm his brother!!/

/Turles may not be the only one in season, I suspect./

/That's beside the point.../

A loud growl interrupted everything. Goku sat up slowly, sharp teeth
glistening as he yawned. Blinking blearily he stared at everyone,
eyes unfocused.

Vegeta propped up on an elbow, grinning. "Are you always so foul
tempered when you wake up, Kakarot?"

Turles sat next to him hopefully. Skilled hands started picking grass
from the thick maze of hair.

"Wha?" Goku turned his head slightly at the personal touch. "Turles?"

The other saiyan turned him around again, continuing. "Ai, Kakarot."

Vegeta could barely contain a smile. "No harm, koi. Besides, you need
a good grooming."

"Surely." Turles responded, picking away. Deft fingers separated
dense strands, pulling blades of grass one by one.

Goku frowned. "But-"

Raditz sat up abruptly, followed by Nappa. "Eventide!" the burly
saiyan nearly yelled.

Vegeta snorted. "Is anyone deaf here? Stop bellowing!"

Turles purred innocently. "Eventide, Raditzu. You disapprove?"

Raditz growled. "There's much I could say-" Nappa punched him in the
head.

Goku stared at Turles. "What are you doing beside me?"

His near lookalike stared in turn. "I don't understand?"

Vegeta growled at his mate. "Kakarot, you dolt. You're confusing him!"

"How? What did I do?!"

The other saiyans laughed. Goku's face darkened in anger.

"What's so damn funny?"

Nappa roared with mirth. "Vegeta, take your foolish mate aside and
explain, eh?"

The ouji stretched, standing and straightening his tail. "Kakarot,
let's go for a walk."

Goku sniffed, still confused. "Why do I smell like Turles?"

Turles growled softly. "You don't like it?"

Vegeta pulled his shocked mate to his feet. "Come on, I say!"

****

Turles stretched out again under night skies. "We need a fire. The
breezes are damp and chill in this meadow."

Raditz stood, gathering wood shards. "Hn, seems like we have enough
fire around here already."

"I make my own choices, Raditz."

"So will the pack, loudmouth."

"Ha! You would challenge, then?"

Raditz looked him over. Darkness was no problem for saiyan vision.

"You're well made, Turles. Don't let it go to your head."

Turles stroked his chest languidly. "Many have said so...few have I
favored."

"Krukka, what an ego." Nappa grunted, blasting the wood. A crackling
fire soon illuminated them all in stark orange shadow.

"Ai, like Vegeta's. But he is prince." Raditz plopped down
again. "Two days until moon, Turles...then will you join."

"Perhaps. We're all immortal now, so all choices exist."

Nappa hissed through his teeth. "Our patience won't be gentle in two
days. Preen at the riverbank until then."

Turles rolled on his stomach and closed his eyes. "Two days." he
murmured.

****

Vegeta coiled tails as he walked with his mate down a jungle path.
Vines and wild overgrowth covered the natural walkway. The steady
buzz of insects hummed the atmosphere.

"Vegeta, what was that all about with Turles?"

Dark eyes sparkled in the night. "First tell me how you feel."

"Feel? About what?"

"Just in general."

Goku paused, glancing skyward. "Remarkably relaxed."

"Sense anything in your sleep?"

A frown. "Yeah, come to think of it. Prickly heat, and something wet."

Vegeta licked his lips. "Enjoy it?"

Goku misunderstood. "Koi, you're insatiable." he nuzzled.

The ouji grinned as he was grabbed. "Idiot. That wasn't me!"

"What? Then-"

"Turles."

"T-Turles?! But why? It makes no sense!"

Vegeta pulled him down to sit. "It makes perfect sense. This is why I
needed to talk to you privately."

Goku snorted. "I don't need a facts of life lesson, Vegeta."

"In this case you do."

"No you don't. I smelled his heat all day. Is Turles in season?"

Vegeta sighed heavily. "He's getting there. In two days he most
likely will trigger everyone."

A thick eyebrow lifted. "Into doing what?"

"I'll get to that in a minute. Do you realize what you've done?"

"No."

"Krukka. Kakarot, you have healthy instincts, but they rage in every
direction. More, you still don't know all the mating rituals of our
people."

"So tell me, for crying out loud."

Vegeta noted the shortness of temper. "Hn, his scent works your body
already. An offer was made and accepted."

"What the hell are you talking about? All I know is that I woke up
next to Turles, wearing his reek."

Vegeta punched his arm, eyes flashing. "Idiot. When you first
clashed, Turles offered you war. I told you before a saiyan only does
that for a prospective mate."

"But you're my mate. "

"Saiyan packs share several bonds and mates. We went over the
complexity of this before."

"Ai, I remember. Sounds like a glorified orgy."

Vegeta leered at him. "You did extremely well, as I recall."

Goku flushed. "Where's Turles come into all this?"

"He wanted you before, even in your unenlightened state. Had you
agreed to his terms, he would have been your mate, not me."

"No way!"

"Ai. Gohan was the key reason you clashed, true?"

Goku glowered, sniffing. "Turles was a wicked bastard. One minute he
offered me his hand, and the next...he ruthlessly tried to destroy
Gohan."

Vegeta purred. "A difficult thing to reconcile, but not impossible
for a saiyan."

Goku snarled. "I don't know!"

Vegeta kissed his ear. "Hn, the blood boils. You proved your strength
to him after he made offer. Turles made the only conclusion possible,
that you wanted him."

"I didn't say that!"

"You didn't have to. He's accepted your proposal."

Goku gawked. "My...what?? I didn't do anything!"

Vegeta yawned, stretching against his mate. "Hn, everything. Besides,
you find him attractive. A saiyan always senses such things, Kakarot."

Goku was sullen. "Maybe. Even so, I never gave him cause to expect
anything between us."

"Don't be ridiculous. He will join the pack, and sooner or later your
bond with him will grow. Turles admires strength, as any saiyan
would."

"Vegeta, this is getting too complicated."

"No it isn't. Heed your instincts, koi. Remember when you came to us?
It's much the same for Turles. On moon night, all pretense will stop."

Goku purred, nuzzling. He rolled his fragrant prince over in tall
grass. "I've enough to keep me busy here."

The ouji laughed gently, coiling tails. "Hentai. He wants you, you
want him."

"You're the one I love, Vegeta."

A nip on his ear. "All things in good time. Sleep, koi. The jungle is
wild and warm this night."

Kakarot settled in his mate's embrace. "Hai" soon thick lashes
fluttered in sleep.

The ouji braced against a tree as he cradled the dark head. A small
smile touched his lips.

_The moon can't be denied. We'll eat after they play._