Possessions

Title: Possessions

Pairings - Vegeta x Goku, Buroli x Goku

Author - CrimsonTide

Warnings - None for this chapter.

A/N - SORRY FOR THE DELAY WITH THIS STORY! I COULDN'T FIGURE OUT HOW I WANTED THIS TO FLOW, BUT I'VE FIGURED IT OUT AND READY TO WRITE MORE :) HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY IT!

Chapter 7


The three Saiyajins were just entering the cave when Raditz began to stir. The large Saiyajin moaned and slowly reached up to rub his aching neck as he pulled his body upright off the rocky ground.

Goku broke away from Vegeta’s side and brushed past Buroli in order to get to his brother, and he knelt by the larger Saiyajin and helped him into a more comfortable sitting position. Raditz squinted his eyes as his vision slowly cleared and focused on the man beside him, worried as he picked up his brother’s scent mixed with blood.

“Kakarotto? What’s happened?” The older Saiyajin’s gaze landed on the fresh bite mark on Goku’s neck, and his eyes traveled past him to Buroli, who was smirking at him as he waved his tail from side to side.

“You marked him, you bastard! You dare?!”

“Raditz, stop! It’s too late now.” Goku tightened his grip on his brother’s arm as the larger Saiyajin attempted to rise to his feet. Things were bad enough as it was; he didn’t need his only blood relative getting killed over something that couldn’t be helped.

Buroli laughed as a snarl was sent his way. “Oh, calm yourself, Raditz. You missed a good fight while you were asleep, but the outcome is quite clear. I’m your new King now, so I suggest you get used to it and fall in line. I’ll have no problem disposing of you if you become troublesome.”

Raditz’s eyes widened as he spotted Vegeta standing to the side. His neck still bled from a bite wound, a clear sign that he was no longer the leader of their pack.

“It can’t be...” All eyes turned to Nappa, who had woken up unnoticed and appeared to have heard everything. Turles was also on his feet and quite shocked at the newest turn of events.

“Vegeta... What should we do?”

The ‘prince’ turned his gaze to Turles, then the others. They were all watching him closely, completely torn. He obviously had their loyalty, King or not, but to suggest they rebel against Buroli would be a death sentence. He wouldn’t do that to them, not even if his pride had to suffer in the process.

“Obey Buroli or die.”

Silence fell over the cave, save for the light laughter coming from the largest Saiyajin among them all. “I’ll give you credit for your intelligence, Vegeta.” Buroli laughed louder at the snarl that was directed at him before he turned back to the others. “Come now. We’re going home.”

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Needless to say, things were awkward and tense when the pack of Saiyajins returned to their secluded capsule home. No one was sure of how to act or what was expected of them. In fact, they weren’t even sure how long they’d be allowed to live under Buroli’s rule. The powerful Saiyajin was unpredictable, and save for his obvious desire for Goku and Vegeta, his use for the rest of the pack seemed extremely limited. They were expendable; and that meant they had to make themselves as useful as possible until Buroli could be disposed of.

They hadn’t even been home for five minutes when Raditz heard a cry of distress coming from the living room. He rushed from the kitchen and froze halfway into the room at the scene that greeted him.

Buroli had thrown Goku onto the couch and was currently kneeling over top of him, waving his tail behind him in excitement as his hands wandered over the smaller Saiyajin’s shivering body. Meanwhile, several feet away, both Nappa and Turles had their hands full restraining a raging Vegeta, who was throwing every colorful curse he could think of at the leader of their pack. His outrage only seemed to amuse Buroli and spur him on.

Raditz quickly stepped forward and respectively knelt on the floor with his head bowed. “Buroli, might I suggest a meal and a bath before you engage in anymore strenuous activities today?”

The larger Saiyajin paused and lifted his lips from Goku’s neck to address the third class soldier. “What are you babbling about?”

Raditz’s eyes darted to his wide-eyed brother for just a second before he continued. “It’s just that none of us have eaten yet today, and I thought you might enjoy my brother’s company more tonight if your belly was full and your injuries were tended to.”

A choked sound escaped from Goku’s throat, and based on the look of betrayal on his face, he clearly did not understand the method behind his older brother’s suggestion.

Luckily, neither did Buroli. “Hmm... a fine suggestion.” The large Saiyajin rose from the couch and looked toward Vegeta, who was still being held by his fellow pack members.

“Nappa. Turles. You both have hunting duty tonight. Bring back only the best meat and prepare it before six tonight.”

The two Saiyajins nodded and they cautiously released their former prince before turning to leave the house. They’d have to work fast if they were to prepare a meal large enough for the entire pack in the time they were given.

Buroli then turned to Raditz again. “You tend to their injuries.” he said as he motioned toward both Goku and Vegeta. “I’d take care of this one myself...” he purred as he ran his hand down Goku’s face. “But I don’t think I can trust myself to behave.”

Raditz nodded before rising to his feet once more and quickly approaching his brother, who was still curled on the couch. He reached forward to help the younger man up, only to have his hand swatted away with a growl.

“I can walk!” Goku snapped as he shakily got to his feet and rounded the couch, putting as much distance between himself and Buroli as possible. He grabbed Vegeta’s wrist as he passed by him and they disappeared from the room.

Raditz sighed and slowly moved to follow.

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“Bastard! Bastard! What were you thinking?!” Goku snarled as he angrily smacked the water he was soaking in, once again splashing his exhausted brother in the face.

Raditz sighed from where he knelt beside the large garden tub, and he tiredly took hold of the smaller man’s bicep in an attempt to pull him close enough to scrub the dried blood from his back.

Goku wasn’t cooperating, however, and he wrenched his arm away from the larger man as if he’d been burned. “Don’t touch me! You practically offered me up on a silver platter, you pervert! Are you so eager to see that monster fuck me?!”

“Kakarotto!” Vegeta snapped. He too was soaking in the large tub with his mate, and though he’d kept quiet in order to allow the younger man time to work out some of his frustration, he didn’t think it was fair for the elder brother to take such misdirected hostility.

Raditz, however, had heard enough. “Fool!” he hissed. “If I were so eager to see such a thing I would have let him take you right there on the couch in front of everyone!”

Goku’s mouth snapped closed and his face burned a brilliant red as he glared at the sudsy water that surrounded him.

The larger Saiyajin sighed as he once again reached forward and took hold of his brother’s arm, pulling him closer so that he could wash him. This time Goku did not resist, though he still glared at the water. He slowly began to rub soothing circles on the smaller man’s back with the wet cloth he held as he continued to speak.

“I was trying to buy us some time, Kakarotto. I don’t have a plan, and I don’t think we can avoid the issue forever, but I wasn’t going to watch him rape you right there in front of me. Now, I suggest we use this time wisely and think of a way to get rid of Buroli once and for all.”

Vegeta grunted in agreement and turned toward his mate. “You sounded like you had a plan earlier, Kakarotto. Care to elaborate?”

“I plan on slitting his throat.” Goku said simply and without humor.

“What?! When?”

“When he’s fucking me.”

Vegeta growled and grabbed the younger man, giving him a small shake. “Stop saying that word, Kakarotto! I don’t like the way it sounds coming from your mouth!”

Goku grit his teeth as his tail lashed angrily through the water. “That’s what it is! If there’s no love involved then it’s fucking, Vegeta! You’ve fucked me and now Buroli is going to fuck me!”

The prince snarled and suddenly backhanded the nearly hysterical Saiyajin, snapping his face to the side before he pulled him against his own body in a tight and fierce hug. “I have NEVER fucked you, Kakarotto. If you say that can only be done without the presence of love, then I have never fucked you. I’ve done terrible things to you, but I have never done THAT!”

The room fell silent for several minutes after that until a choked sob escaped from Goku’s throat. The Saiyajin’s arms rose to clutch his mate tightly as he buried his face in the crook of Vegeta’s neck. His body trembled as his overwhelming emotions bubbled to the surface, no longer able to hide them behind a mask of anger and bitterness.

Vegeta crooned softly in his mate’s ear as he tightened his hold on him, and even Raditz reached forward to run his finger’s lovingly through his brother’s hair.

Several minutes passed before Goku’s gasping breaths evened out and he gently pulled away from his mate, wiping his eyes as he turned to his older brother. “I’m sorry, Raditz. I knew what you were doing; I just needed someone to lash out at.”

The older man chuckled and shook his head. “Think nothing of it, brat. If I were in your position, I would have done far worse than that.”

Vegeta smirked. “Well, it’s a good thing you’re so damn ugly then. I’d say you’re safe.”

The comment drew a laugh from Goku and a glare from Raditz, but the tension in the room was relieved to a certain degree.

“Funny. People tell me I look a lot like you, Vegeta.”

The indignant look on the prince’s face drew an even larger laugh from Goku than before, and soon all three Saiyajin’s were chuckling.

The moment didn’t last long, however, and soon they were forced back to reality.

Raditz sighed as he glanced at the clock on the wall. “It’s almost 5:30. We’d better get you two dressed before we’re summoned for dinner.”

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Nappa and Turles had been extremely successful hunting. In fact, they’d brought back so much meat that they had no other choice but to build a large fire outside in order to cook it all in a timely manner. Though the kitchen in their home was large and had two ovens, it still wouldn’t be sufficient to cook this amount of food.

While the meat roasted over the fire, the Saiyajins had all gathered around to wait. Tails lashed and muscles twitched with nervous energy. Occasionally one of them would gather enough courage to sneak a glance at Buroli, but their eyes would return to the grass around them just as quickly.

The only one not affected by their leader’s dominance was Vegeta. A nearly constant growl rumbled deep in his throat as he openly watched Buroli paw his mate. While Goku had originally intended to sit beside his prince, Buroli had intercepted him before he could reach his chosen spot and had rather forcefully insisted that the smaller man sit beside him. He was left with little choice.

Now Vegeta watched from across the fire as Buroli wrapped a large arm around Goku’s waist and tightly held him against his side. His other hand found its way into the other’s hair, and he petted those wild locks like one would pet their dog.

And while that alone was enough to set Vegeta’s temper off, it wasn’t what bothered him the most. What really made his blood boil was the fact his mate wasn’t resisting the unwanted attention in any way. No, in fact, even through the flames the prince could clearly see the half-closed eyes and the small shivers that wracked Goku’s body each time those large fingers glided across his scalp. His body had even relaxed against the other Saiyajin, and his tail had unraveled from around his waist and was now lazily twitching back and forth.

This didn’t go unnoticed by the others, and they nervously shifted back and forth as Vegeta’s growls became louder. Nappa leaned closer to the prince and muttered a few words meant to calm the man’s rising temper, but his efforts only earned him a sharp glare.

Raditz frowned as he watched his brother interact with their enemy. Where had all that anger he’d displayed less than an hour ago gone? He was sitting close enough that he could even hear it when a rumbling purr suddenly erupted from Goku’s chest. Apparently this surprised not only him, but Buroli as well. The large Saiyajin’s eyebrows had risen just a fraction of an inch and his eyes had moved from the fire to the smaller man at his side. His expression soon melted into a smirk as his lips turned upward.

Raditz’s frowned deepened when Buroli pulled his brother into his lap. The hand that had been stroking Goku’s hair tightened into a fist as he pulled his head back just enough to gain easy access to his lips, which he sealed with his own. The muffled moan the smaller man emitted was loud enough for all of them to hear, even over the crackle of the fire.

What was happening here? Perhaps Buroli’s scent was affecting Goku this way? Raditz had seen instances back on their home planet where one Saiyajin had become completely smitten with another based on scent alone. It had triggered something inside of them and they’d become completely submissive to the other’s will, whether they actually liked their partner or not. It was rare though. Could that be what was happening here? If that was the case, why hadn’t Kakarotto reacted to Buroli like this before?

“Enough!!”

Raditz jumped as he was distracted from his thoughts and he looked over at Vegeta, who had climbed to his feet and was now standing with his fists clenched at his sides. All eyes had turned toward the prince, even those of Buroli and Goku.

“Kakarotto, I demand to know what’s going on right this second! Why are you acting that way?!”

A deep rumbling chuckle left Buroli’s throat and he pulled Goku tighter against his chest. He made a point of running his hands over the other’s body as he spoke. “No need to yell, Vegeta. Did you ever think that perhaps Kakarotto is just attracted to me? I think he enjoys being handled by a more powerful being than himself. Tell me, Vegeta... does he like it rough?”

The prince’s power shot upwards as Buroli roughly stroked Goku’s tail, causing the other to arch his back and hiss through his clenched teeth.

The larger Saiyajin’s eyes danced with mischief. “I think he does...”

“Kisama! I’ll kill you!”

“Vegeta, please! Lower your power!” Nappa shouted as the prince’s hair flashed yellow.

Turles jumped to his feet along backed away as ki crackled around them like tiny bolts of lightening.

Raditz quickly approached the older man, careful to shield himself against any stray energy that may shoot his way. He spoke into his ear in a low voice so that only the prince would hear his words. “Don’t do anything rash. I think there is a reason behind Kakarotto’s behavior; and if I’m right, he can’t control his actions. You know you can’t beat Buroli, so lower your power. Don’t put your mate at risk!”

Several tense moments passed by before Vegeta finally lowered his ki back to its normal level. His eyes never left Buroli’s, who had watched him the entire time with an even gaze.

“Wise. Very wise.” Buroli said as he rose to his feet, cradling the still purring Goku in his arms. “Now, since my new slut’s moans seem to bother you all, I’ll take him elsewhere for now. Enjoy your meal, but be sure to save some for me. I’ll be working up an appetite.”

The large Saiyajin laughed as he turned and headed back to the house, and Goku’s eyes met those of Vegeta’s just for the briefest of seconds before they disappeared inside. The prince’s tail fell limply behind him as he struggled to interpret the expression he’d seen on his mate’s face just then; but much to his despair, he just couldn’t figure out the message.


TBC...

Hmm... Is it Buroli's scent... or something else? Oh, and to answer a couple questions, Goten and Trunks are 7 and 8... I believe that's how old they were around the Buu saga... Bah! I adhere NOT to the timelines because I'm lazy that way. And yes, I plan on involving the others sooner or later. I just wanted to focus on the Saiyajins for a bit first. And as for Paragus... I plum forgot about him, lol! Let's say he survived Buroli's attack years ago and is living with some Teletubbies on a distant planet. As for SSJ4... *purrs* I do so love SSJ4... I wasn't going to include it because it doesn't come along until much later in the timeline... but if no one cares, I might slide it in here... Fur...Mmmm...