Training Partners; Vegeta vs. Piccolo

Otoshi- DBZ- lemon- Piccolo and Vegeta train together! (part I?)
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The roar of power and combat rips through the mighty Zumite Zubri mountains. A bright column of light bursts from a crevice and is immediately followed by the wall collapsing. Vegeta floats, panting heavily, facing him, not far away, Piccolo, sans armor, also panting heavily. “DAMN IT! This place is too COLD Namek!”, “the better to train your body in! now stop complaining and let’s go!” Piccolo bursts toward the Saiyan prince, fist cocked and ready to go. As he launches his attack his fist hits nothing but air as Vegeta zanzoken is quite effective, leaving only an afterimage in his place, keeping Piccolo’s attention long enough to let him get behind the Namek. Vegeta’s eye’s go wide as his kick fails, instead only resulting in his ankle being gripped firmly by his sparring partner! Instantly, Vegeta finds himself hurdled toward the ground! “MAKANKOSAPPO!!!!!!!” the speed and power of Piccolo’s special beam cannon are incredible! Gathering ki as fast as he can Vegeta recovers and, planting his feet into the icy ground, he half smiles to himself, “GALIC HO!!!!!!!!” His garlic gun beam meets the drilling power of the special beam cannon just one quarter of the way from him. Laughing a bit, Vegeta pours more and more power into his attack, pressing piccolo’s beam back. Their attacks remain locked half way between them for several moments then, for no apparent reason, Vegeta seems to gain a significant upper hand! Just as he grinned to himself, a brown shoe slams into the side of his head, knocking him into the ice wall. Several seconds pass with no sign of life from the pile of rubble he explodes forth! “I see… I didn’t know you could do that Namek!” Vegeta floats smugly in the air, his gold aura intense and his hair bright blonde. He is staring at Piccolo, and Piccolo again! “but it seems that your power is halved when you split in two. So all I have to do… is keep you two apart. And you’re MINE!” he vanishes and appears in a full splits! Each of his feet contacting the head of each of the Piccolos!

“I think it’s safe to eat now” Piccolo nods his head toward the massive fish creature over the fire and stands. Concentrating his energy he creates a blade and slices off a large piece and gives it to Vegeta. The prince tries not to shiver as he takes it. As Piccolo slices himself off a piece he observes that Vegeta is slowly eating the meat in a very polite manner. “surely you’re starving, eat…” Vegeta’s face shows his embarrassment before he shoves his face into the cooked flesh, gulping down large chunks, barely even chewing! Piccolo takes a much smaller piece and eats it similarly. Stuffed to capacity the two warriors sit back to let their meal settle. Piccolo stands and tosses the remainder of the fish creature into the nearby forest, the sound of the dogs fighting over it is faintly heard in the distance. Vegeta wraps his arms around himself trying not to draw attention to the fact that he is still freezing cold, even after having left the mountains. Piccolos powers of perception are too great for that to go unnoticed however. “here” clenched is Piccolo’s outreached fist is his cape. “I do not need your help.”, “you’re not going to sleep well if you’re too cold, I won’t have MY training suffer from YOUR stubbornness! Now take it!”, Vegeta grumbles and takes the heavy cloth, wrapping it around himself. As he warms he can’t help but notice the sweet, slightly musky smell of the Namek on it, it’s not unpleasant actually. Shifting slightly he winces in pain. The Namek had landed a particularly fierce kick to his ribs, it had ended the sparring day actually. “let me see”, “hmm? See what?”, “your injury, I have some healing powers…”, Vegeta grumbles something unintelligible, even to Piccolos keen ears. “do I have to pin you down and treat you by force?”, Vegeta grumbles some more, “fine.”, Piccolo moves behind him and pulls the back of the cape down. He delicately slides the zipper down Vegeta’s blue spandex till it comes apart at his tail. He pushes the suit down off of his Vegeta’s shoulders. The huge black, blue, green and veined bruise wrapped around Vegeta’s left side. The Nameks hand gently slides over it, making Vegeta winces at first, but then feels the warmth of the Namek and his healing powers taking effect. As Piccolos hand migrates to other parts of the bruise to heal it, his fingers wrap around him, dipping low on his stomach, Vegeta blushes slightly, not used to having someone so tenderly caressing his bare flesh. Piccolo zips him back up, “there, you should feel good as new by morning”, Vegeta just grunts, covering himself back up quickly. Piccolo is obviously perturbed, though not surprised, by his ungratefulness. Going back to his spot, Piccolo lays down, Vegeta does the same. Piccolos eyes close as he drifts off, but Vegeta is wide awake, a vibrant blush on his face as he tries to sleep, sniffing a bit at the cape, and blushing more.

In the dead of night a frigid cold, coming down off of the mountains, sweeps in. a strong gust of wind blows the fire out. Piccolo is awakened by the sound of chattering. He looks over to see his cape cocooning Vegeta, whom shivers uncontrollably within it. He crawls over to the proud prince and looks over him, at his face, his lips are turning blue. Gathering his ki he fires a narrow beam from his finger and relights the fire, which is immediately blown back out. He sighs and looks down at the shivering Saiyan. He grabs his shoulder, “Vegeta!” no response, “it’s worse than I thought” he takes a moment to ponder, then begins tugging at the cape, unraveling it from the unconscious prince. Climbing under the cape he wraps it around the two of them, “stubborn fool…” under the cape he presses himself to the diminutive Saiyan, wrapping his arms around him, rubbing his chest to try to raise his body temperature, grumbling to himself. Vegeta’s eyes creep open as he warms, “w… what’s going on!”, “you’re freezing, you weren’t responding so I am trying to warm you up.”, “why are you… CUDDLING me!?”, “the fire won’t stay lit, I’m using my body heat to increase yours, I’m saving your life, you can thank me later. Now shut up and try to sleep!”, Vegeta squirms a bit in protest, so Piccolo simply grips firmer, holding him closer, their bodies pressed flush from head to toe. “consider yourself lucky Saiyan! Earth experts say this technique is best done NUDE! Now settle down!” Vegeta grumbles grumpily, wanting to protest, but the warmth engulfing him is so comforting, that he is quick to fall asleep in the beefy green arms around him.

Still mostly asleep Vegeta’s eyes lull open. Piccolo’s face is buried into the back of his neck, and his arms are wrapped around Piccolos arm, Piccolos huge hand cupping his face. His eye’s close and he nuzzles into the Namek’s powerful hand. The still sleeping Piccolo stirs a bit, nuzzling into Vegeta’s neck. Still partly dreaming, perhaps of his childhood, Vegeta wiggles in Piccolos arms, like a boy in the arms of his mother. Piccolo is made to stir by this, Vegeta’s tail wriggling between them, and more so, Vegeta’s rump wiggling against his lap. Not yet in his own mind yet, Piccolo can’t help but press his hips forward a bit, grinding in return. After a few seconds of this the mostly sleeping Piccolo, himself blushing deeply, gives Vegeta’s neck a little kiss, the prince doesn’t react much. Piccolo does it again, then a few more times, getting more vigorous. Vegeta shifts his head, exposing his neck to the Namek, huffing a bit an grinding his rump into him. Piccolo slides his hand from Vegeta’s face and rubs over his chest, around his side, then up his back. Piccolo slowly unzips the blue spandex. As he pushes the material off of Vegeta’s shoulder he gives the pale flesh a kiss. Vegeta turns his head back toward Piccolo, he is met with a kiss, firmly on the lips, warm and wet. They continue to kiss as Piccolo pushes the suit down, Vegeta slips his hands out of the sleeves one by one. He reaches back and places his hand on the back of Piccolos bald, green head, as he slips his tongue into the Nameks mouth. Piccolo groans softly and returns the tongue as he slips Vegeta’s suit down off of his tight, round rump. They kiss and rub on each other for several moments before Piccolo starts to slip his own clothes off, first his crimson sash, then top, and finally his baggy pants. Finally free of it’s restrictive prison, Piccolo’s massive, green member throbs against Vegeta’s thighs, it’s purple head nearly to the Saiyan’s knees! Piccolo grips Vegeta’s rump then slides a finger up the underside of his furry tail, making him shudder slightly, then sliding his big hand around the Saiyan’s hips, gently encompassing his throbbing, surprising large member. The heat under the cape is rising greatly now.

Piccolo grips his own member, he draws his fist from base to tip, wiping his finger over the tip. Vegeta shudders again, this time as Piccolos thick digit slathers something thick and moist over his hole. Piccolo slathers the rest over his throbbing piece, now tangled with pulsing purple veins. Piccolo nibbles Vegeta’s neck as he presses his finger against the tight hole. Vegeta grits his teeth a bit as Piccolo’s large digit slowly eases into him, making his unit twitch excitedly. Piccolo pumps his finger in and out a few times, satisfied that he’s ready, he slips a second in making him gasp and twitch. He eases his fingers out and takes hold of his shaft. He presses the tip against the still tight hole, he nibbles Vegeta’s neck, making him look back. As he kisses him, he presses his hips forward, easing his bulbous purple head into the Saiyan. As his tip passes into him Vegeta let’s out a very loud moan. The prince shivers again now, but not bay any means because of any cold. He gasps and pants now, but only a quarter of Piccolo has yet entered him! Letting him calm some first, Piccolo starts to inch forward, letting him feel every little groove, every vein as it enters him! On and on his flesh goes, as if without end, filling him more and more! Piccolo pauses at the last 2 or 3 inches, he grips Vegeta’s narrow hips then, gritting his teeth, he shoves the last in! Vegeta whimpers and whines, gasping, twitching and shivering! Piccolo pants, his cock gripped as though in a hot vice in the Saiyan’s quivering flesh. Gently, Piccolo wiggles his hips, disturbing the princes breath. Softly and lovingly Piccolo starts a very slow rhythm. He steadily slides himself further and firmer while staying in that rhythm. Soon enough he is stroking all but the purple head of his huge green limb in and out of the Saiyan’s tight, supple rump. Piccolo nipped and licked at Vegeta’s neck and shoulder as their activities became more and more heated, Vegeta now pressed himself back, into Piccolo’s powerful thrusts, grunting and moaning in an uncharacteristically high, almost feminine voice.

Piccolo slides his hand down Vegeta’s leg, he grips the back of his knee and lifts it, draping Vegeta’s leg over his hips, never losing his rhythm. He slides his hand back up the muscular leg, he grips Vegeta’s bouncing member, stroking it in tempo with himself. Vegeta’s moaning gets louder and louder as he reaches back and claws at the Namek’s firm flesh as he pounds into him relentlessly. “so beautiful…” are the first words uttered, crossing Piccolo’s lips at a whisper into Vegeta’s ear. Vegeta utters back, still only half there at best, “more!” Piccolo grabs him behind the knee again, he lifts Vegeta’s leg again. He lifts it higher and higher, sliding his grip to the Saiyan’s calf, lifting till Vegeta is in a full split! Piccolo maneuvers over his leg and eases it back down, shifting his other leg out. Now having Vegeta’s legs wrapped around him, he passionately kisses him as he starts his rhythm up again. Their tongues dance around each other to the music of their moans and grunts. With his increased leverage Piccolo gives the prince what he’d asked for! Their new position lets Piccolo pound Vegeta ferociously! The little warrior loves every second of it! Long high moans emanate from under Piccolo, turning him on even more! “mount me! NOW!!!!” Piccolo stopped, wide eyed, “huh!?”, “NOW!!!! FROM BEHIND!!!!!!” Piccolo eases out of Vegeta and leans back on his haunches as he turns around. Vegeta props himself up on his knees, widespread, his heels so close to his own rump, laying his face on the cape. Piccolo twitches at the sight of the lovely Vegeta presenting his tail to him, he grabs a mound, lines up, and SLAMS his hips into the horny little Saiyan. Vegeta howls in lustful glee! “YES! LIKE THAT! KEEP GOING!” Piccolo obliges! Soon the sensation of a lightening bolt traveling down his spine makes him drop forward. Lost in a haze, Piccolo doesn’t realize what he’s doing any more, he just pounds away for as long as he can, as exhaustion sets in he clamps his fangs onto Vegeta’s neck/ shoulder!

Cutting through the haze is Vegeta’s still raised voice, now chanting ‘yes’ over and over again, his climax approaching fast, Piccolo starts to put everything he has left into it, not even realizing that he’s biting harder and harder, but that has seemingly no effect on the chant. Piccolo grips Vegeta’s member and strokes it madly as his own end is also at hand. Finally, the Saiyan howls very loudly, letting jet after gooey jet of his thick, white seed spray over Piccolo’s green digits! Slamming into Vegeta one last time he shudders and twitches almost as much as the “monkey” under him, as he unloads his unbelievable charge into him! Grunting at the pain of his balls over-flexing, powering his blue cum into the satisfied Saiyan, Piccolo’s fangs sink in! As his seed spills out of Vegeta, they both collapse, totally spent in every way! Laying next to each other, they kiss some. Piccolo peeks out of the cape, knowing they’re facing north, he realized that the sun, was actually setting! They kiss once more, then pass out in each others arms.

Vegeta sits up with a start, he plants his face in his palm. Between his fingers his eyes get as wide as dinner plates, his gaze creeps down, he’s naked, then to his side, so’s the Namek… he starts to shake, then shoots to his feet, waking Piccolo. “oh GOD!”, “what?” says the groggy Piccolo. “NO! it…. It… it didn’t happen!” Piccolo sits up, concerned, his own eyes go wide “oh… um…” Vegeta grips his hair and squats near the water, rocking on his heels, clearly panicked. Piccolo quickly goes over to him, “I… it’s ok Vegeta!”, “NO!” Vegeta turns hostilely toward the Namek, “IT IS NOT ‘OK’ NAMEK! I AM THE PRINCE OF ALL SAIYANS NOT… NOT A…”, he is grabbed roughly by the shoulders, turned toward Piccolo. “VEGETA!”, “no… no…”, Piccolo, tries to think of what to do, he was still confused himself at this point, but he knew he HAD to calm Vegeta down. He locks eyes with the panicked Saiyan, he takes a breath, and plants a kiss on his lips. Vegeta relaxes in his grip. He breaks the kiss and they fall to their knees in each others arms. “it’s OKAY Vegeta, calm down.”, Vegeta is nearly in tears, “no, no it’s not! How… how could I be so… WEAK!?”, “weak?”, “YES! Only the WEAKEST of Saiyan would allow himself to be… violated so…”, “violated!?”, he says so insulted. “you were in control the whole time! You are not ‘weak’ for being loved!”, they both get wide eyed, “l… loved?”, Vegeta breaks the silence. Piccolo stammers for the words, “it’s just that, well, these past few weeks, we’ve… uh, gotten to know each other so well… and uh…”, “no! this isn’t happening!” he pushes Piccolo away, grabbing his suit he jumps into the water, cleaning himself on the verge of tears before dressing as he bursts into the air, his blue aura burning brightly as he rockets off over the horizon. Piccolo staggers over to his cape, he just flumps down on it, coddling his face in his hands, shaking. “what have I done, with out him, we’re doomed…”

End part 1! is there a Part 2? YOU DECIDE!!!!!! lemme know if you liked it and if i should bother with a second chapter!