A Moment of Madness
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,741
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Category:
Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,741
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own DragonBall Z, nor an I making money off writing this....Dammit...
All work and no play make Vegeta a dull boy
Be warned! This story may be going under some rewrites!
PLease Note the Title of this Story has Changed ^_^
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He sighed as he stood naked by the window, his palm pressed against the cool surface of the window as rain fell against the glass. The rain had woke him, as it often does. Lightning flashed over the night sky, illuminating the same dull room that he slept in night after night, looking at the same dull face every time he woke up. They had ‘made love’ again. What ever that means. It was all the same to him. She came to him when she wanted his attention, and he followed her, giving her the same dull sex. All of this left him bitterly unsatisfied. He turned slightly as he heard her shift between the sheets, snorting lightly as she attempted to speak.
“Mm… Vegeta? What you doing up? It’s…” She turned the clock towards her, squinting through blurred vision to see the neon green numbers. “4 o’clock in the morning.” Her voice had started to drift off. “Come back to bed…” He went to reply, but she had already drifted back to sleep. He sighed to himself as he turned towards her, peering down at her sleeping form.
‘Why is it I stay here with this female?’ He grimaced as she began to snore, a fresh line of drool seeping from her mouth, her blue hair mussed and tangled. He shook his head and turned away from her, walking towards the door to complete the same dull ritual his life has inadvertently fallen into. Walking down the same dull hallway, opening the door to the same dull bathroom and turning on the hot water for the same damned dull shower. Lowering his head, he sighed as the hot water flowed through his hair and down his back, soothing sore muscles and replacing dull ache with a pleasant tingle. He opened his eyes to stare down at the stubborn hardness that remained from his attempt to get satisfaction out of the sex he and Bulma shared.
“Dammit…” He reluctantly reached down and gripped the stiff flesh, leaning against the cool tile. Closing his eyes and uttered one last swear as the dull routine began. He shivered, his thumb rolling over the sensitive tip, teasing himself as he pictured the one thing that ever seemed to get him off. His own hands vanished in his mind as he closed his eyes tighter, replacing his wet thumb with a strong tongue, the free hand that had scratched and tugged at his perked nipples replaced with rougher, calloused fingers. He bit his lips to suppress a moan as his hands enveloped his cock, moving up and down slowly, picturing the smirking, teasing mouth he always replaced with his damn hand. The hand that caressed his nipples had moved on, ghosting over his flesh, gliding over his navel, roughly digging his fingers into his hips as the mouth worked harder on his shaft, sucking harder and moving faster.
“G…Gods…” His back arched, the shower water tingling along his body has his teased nipples pressed flush against the cold tile, causing his breath to hitch. The mouth moved faster now, more frantic. All games and teasing had been tossed said for this very moment. The painful knot in his loins seemed to increase, causing his knees to weaken. His breathing laboured, he gripped the shower doors with his free hand as his head tilted back into the showers stream.
“K…Kakarot!” His body shook as he came, his seed coating his hand and part of the same dull tile. He opened his eyes and sighed. The fantasy was over, and he was back in his damn dull shower. Turning off the water, and grabbing the towel, he walked from the bathroom, leaving the bots to deal with his mess.
He sat back in the same dull bed and laid his head back down on the same dull pillow. Sighing, he closed his eyes, letting sleep take him so he could wake to the same dull breakfast. The last few remaining tingles of fantasy left, and Vegeta feel into a dull, dreamless sleep.
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Vegeta: You call that A story?
Ring Master: Why? Don't you like it?
Vegeta: Its much to short, do it over!
Ring Master: *Sighs and lays a hand over a sweaty brow* Give me a break, its 12 am! And besides, this is my first story, and not only that, its the first chapter!
Vegeta: Hmph. Damn humans and there excuses...
Ring Master: *smirks* You know, I can make you act like a blubbering fool in the next chapter, if you like...Chi chi's sex slave perhaps?
Vegeta: Eep!
Ring Master: Thats what I thought. *bows head* I do hope you all have enjoyed the first small taste of whats to come. Do sit back and enjoy the show!
Vegeta: Save me!!!
PLease Note the Title of this Story has Changed ^_^
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He sighed as he stood naked by the window, his palm pressed against the cool surface of the window as rain fell against the glass. The rain had woke him, as it often does. Lightning flashed over the night sky, illuminating the same dull room that he slept in night after night, looking at the same dull face every time he woke up. They had ‘made love’ again. What ever that means. It was all the same to him. She came to him when she wanted his attention, and he followed her, giving her the same dull sex. All of this left him bitterly unsatisfied. He turned slightly as he heard her shift between the sheets, snorting lightly as she attempted to speak.
“Mm… Vegeta? What you doing up? It’s…” She turned the clock towards her, squinting through blurred vision to see the neon green numbers. “4 o’clock in the morning.” Her voice had started to drift off. “Come back to bed…” He went to reply, but she had already drifted back to sleep. He sighed to himself as he turned towards her, peering down at her sleeping form.
‘Why is it I stay here with this female?’ He grimaced as she began to snore, a fresh line of drool seeping from her mouth, her blue hair mussed and tangled. He shook his head and turned away from her, walking towards the door to complete the same dull ritual his life has inadvertently fallen into. Walking down the same dull hallway, opening the door to the same dull bathroom and turning on the hot water for the same damned dull shower. Lowering his head, he sighed as the hot water flowed through his hair and down his back, soothing sore muscles and replacing dull ache with a pleasant tingle. He opened his eyes to stare down at the stubborn hardness that remained from his attempt to get satisfaction out of the sex he and Bulma shared.
“Dammit…” He reluctantly reached down and gripped the stiff flesh, leaning against the cool tile. Closing his eyes and uttered one last swear as the dull routine began. He shivered, his thumb rolling over the sensitive tip, teasing himself as he pictured the one thing that ever seemed to get him off. His own hands vanished in his mind as he closed his eyes tighter, replacing his wet thumb with a strong tongue, the free hand that had scratched and tugged at his perked nipples replaced with rougher, calloused fingers. He bit his lips to suppress a moan as his hands enveloped his cock, moving up and down slowly, picturing the smirking, teasing mouth he always replaced with his damn hand. The hand that caressed his nipples had moved on, ghosting over his flesh, gliding over his navel, roughly digging his fingers into his hips as the mouth worked harder on his shaft, sucking harder and moving faster.
“G…Gods…” His back arched, the shower water tingling along his body has his teased nipples pressed flush against the cold tile, causing his breath to hitch. The mouth moved faster now, more frantic. All games and teasing had been tossed said for this very moment. The painful knot in his loins seemed to increase, causing his knees to weaken. His breathing laboured, he gripped the shower doors with his free hand as his head tilted back into the showers stream.
“K…Kakarot!” His body shook as he came, his seed coating his hand and part of the same dull tile. He opened his eyes and sighed. The fantasy was over, and he was back in his damn dull shower. Turning off the water, and grabbing the towel, he walked from the bathroom, leaving the bots to deal with his mess.
He sat back in the same dull bed and laid his head back down on the same dull pillow. Sighing, he closed his eyes, letting sleep take him so he could wake to the same dull breakfast. The last few remaining tingles of fantasy left, and Vegeta feel into a dull, dreamless sleep.
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Vegeta: You call that A story?
Ring Master: Why? Don't you like it?
Vegeta: Its much to short, do it over!
Ring Master: *Sighs and lays a hand over a sweaty brow* Give me a break, its 12 am! And besides, this is my first story, and not only that, its the first chapter!
Vegeta: Hmph. Damn humans and there excuses...
Ring Master: *smirks* You know, I can make you act like a blubbering fool in the next chapter, if you like...Chi chi's sex slave perhaps?
Vegeta: Eep!
Ring Master: Thats what I thought. *bows head* I do hope you all have enjoyed the first small taste of whats to come. Do sit back and enjoy the show!
Vegeta: Save me!!!