In Your Dreams
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Chapter 10
Title: In Your Dreams
Author: CrimsonTide
Pairings: Vegeta x Goku
A/N - Sorry for the slight delay. My pc exploded and I had to get it repaired. I charmed the guy into repairings it right away though, and I even had it upgrading for half the normal price! It's like an entirely new computer now! *cackles*
Oh, and to all those who wondered, my scan came back just fine. The doctors STILL can't tell me what the lumps I'm feeling are, but as long as I'm not dying, I'm satisfied. ^.^
Chapter 10
When Vegeta finally returned with a small pouch full of senzu beans he found that Kakarotto had fallen asleep long before. The younger Saiyajin was still curled on his side like he had been when he left him. It seemed that their spar had worn him out so much that he slept without nightmares, for he looked relaxed and at peace.
One piece of the scene bothered Vegeta though. As he moved around the bed so he could see Goku’s face, it became readily apparent that he’d been crying. Though his face was relaxed and peaceful in sleep, the saline trails that stained his cheeks were obvious.
The prince frowned. Had the younger man really been that angry with him... or was it something else? It was no secret Goku had been on an emotional rollercoaster the past several days, but Vegeta still couldn’t help but feel that this time it was his fault.
He watched the sleeping Saiyajin for only a moment more before he kicked off his boots and settled himself on the mattress. If he was going to show Kakarotto he cared about him as more than a sparring partner, now was as good a time as any to begin.
Vegeta tail flicked as a sudden wave of unease washed over him. He wasn’t exactly sure about what he was going to do; he just hoped he didn’t make things worse. The prince was not the best at comforting people, after all.
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Goku was partially aware of another presence in the room, but since he felt no threat he didn’t feel the need to wake. He was so exhausted both physically and mentally that he’d been able to fall into a dreamless sleep. It’d been a long time since that had happened.
Unfortunately, the slumbering Saiyajin felt himself coming back to reality anyway. Whoever was in the room with him had come closer, and he automatically became defensive. Goku’s eyelids fluttered when he broke out of his sleepy haze and he felt the mattress dip beneath the weight of another body. This disturbed him.
Goku drew in a deep breath through his nose. He easily recognized the scent as Vegeta, and he felt both relieved and nervous at the same time. Was the older man still angry with him? He hadn’t batted him upside the head yet or called him a baka, so maybe not.
The younger Saiyajin didn’t feel the need to open his eyes until something was pressed against his lips. He lazily raised his heavy lids and pulled away just enough so that he could see what it was. Another senzu bean. Black eyes rose to meet those of Vegeta’s, and the older man grinned back at him.
Strange. That wasn’t his usual smirk. It was softer.
Goku shifted his sore body and took the bean from the other’s fingers, and he popped it into his mouth and chewed. Almost instantly the ache in his muscles vanished and he couldn’t help but sigh in relief. He could tell that this was just a regular senzu bean though, untouched by Dende’s healing powers. The familiar burn in his throat was still there this time.
So now what happened?
Goku didn’t have to wait long for Vegeta to make the first move, and he pushed himself up onto his elbow when the prince slowly reached for him.
“Relax.”
That was something that was easier said than done. The younger man’s eyes were fixed on the other’s hand as it got closer, and he couldn’t help but flinch just a little when a gloved finger touched his cheek. Vegeta moved closer and placed his other hand on the opposite cheek. He rotated his palms until he was cupping the younger man’s face and he used his thumbs to rub away the saline trails that stained the skin there.
“Why were you crying, Kakarotto?”
Goku’s brow furrowed and he tried to pull away from the other’s touch, but those hands kept a firm hold. No, he would not sit here and let the older man mock him!
A growl began to form in his throat as he prepared himself for a fight, but it was quickly cut off when the prince spoke again.
“I’m sorry.”
Large black eyes grew even larger at the simple apology. Gloved hands finally retreated back to their owners’ lap and Goku took the opportunity to sit up the rest of the way. He studied Vegeta carefully. Why would he be apologizing? Wasn’t the prince the one who was angry with him?
The older man must have noticed the other’s confusion because he continued. “I let you down today. You trusted me to train you properly and I let your condition deteriorate further than it had before. I suppose I was just too caught up in our spar. If it’s any consolation, I will not let it happen again; that is, if you still want me to train you.”
The older man’s eyes had strayed off to the side, so he didn’t see Goku’s jaw drop open or his shocked expression. He did hear it when the other Saiyajin leaned off the bed and grabbed something from the nightstand drawer, and Vegeta looked up just as Goku began to scribble something down on a pad of paper.
The words he read left him feeling baffled.
“You thought I was mad at YOU for being weak?”
Goku tilted his head in confusion when the prince began to laugh.
“You baka! I wasn’t angry at you; I was angry at myself! Honestly, you assume the worst of me.” The prince’s expression suddenly became serious as his eyes met the younger man’s. “Kakarotto, you are anything but weak. Anyone who says you are is a fool. To have survived what you went through and still come out of it with a pure soul proves how strong you are. Strength isn’t always measured by the amount of ki one possesses.”
His words seemed to lift the younger man’s spirits somewhat, but Vegeta could still tell simply by reading Goku’s body language that he wasn’t completely convinced. The other Saiyajin's shoulders were slumped and he sat hunched over just a bit with his tail dangling over the side of the bed. His eyes were downcast and focused on something off to the side and a small frown turned his lips downward.
Vegeta couldn’t help but wonder when the last time the other had simply been held by someone had been. Throwing caution to the wind, he decided to be that someone.
Goku had drifted off into his own world as his mind wandered, but a sudden movement caught his attention. He looked up just as Vegeta’s fingers wrapped around his left wrist and began to pull him closer. The younger man’s tail fluffed out behind him and he dug his knees into the mattress in an attempt to anchor himself where he was. His free hand fisted into the sheets and he shifted his weight backwards.
Vegeta paused but did not release the other man. Suddenly wide eyes were glued on his own and the prince fought down the annoyance he would have usually felt and forced himself to remain calm and understanding.
“Didn’t I tell you to relax? You obviously have trust issues, Kakarotto. Now is a good time to start getting over them.”
The sheer panic in Goku’s eyes seemed to fade a little as his words sank in, and Vegeta could visibly see the body in front of him relax. The prince waited until the fur on the younger man’s tail smoothed back down before he slowly began to draw him forward again.
Goku resisted for only a second before he allowed himself to be pulled toward the older man. A blush spread across his cheeks when he found himself straddling Vegeta’s lap. Luckily the prince wasn’t able to see his reaction due to their close proximity, and the younger man turned his face into the other’s neck to make sure it stayed that way.
He tensed when Vegeta let go of his wrist and instead wrapped that arm around his lower back. The younger man felt himself pressed even closer to the other Saiyajin when a second hand pressed between his shoulder blades, effectively trapping him in place.
Goku frowned at that. He wasn’t trapped. He was just being... held. Though despite his best efforts to remain calm, he still found himself waiting for some sort of pain. For years that’s what any form of touch led to. In fact, that’s how it had been for the majority of his life. It was hard to convince himself otherwise now.
For several minutes they simply sat there in silence. Unsure of what to do with himself, Goku shifted nervously in the other’s lap. The small movement caused Vegeta to draw in a sharp breath, though he wasn’t sure why. Had he hurt him? No, he couldn’t have.
Now he was curious.
The younger Saiyajin slowly freed his arms from where he’d had them tucked against his chest. The moment they were gone from between them the hand between his shoulder blades pushed him closer to the older man until their chests were firmly pressed together. The extra contact only made the blush on Goku’s face deepen.
The younger man hesitantly brought his arms around Vegeta and gently placed his palms against the older man’s back. He waited for any sign that the other man objected, but when no protest was made he curled his fingers into the fabric of the prince’s shirt.
As time ticked by Goku found himself less and less uncomfortable with the close contact and more comforted by it. The heat from the older man’s body felt good. He could even feel Vegeta's heartbeat against his chest and it felt... nice. Goku had forgotten what a simple hug could feel like; though he had to admit, no one had ever just held him like this before. He never could have imagined that Vegeta of all people would be the first to do so.... not that he was complaining.
The younger Saiyajin’s eyes fell to half-mast as he finally let himself relax completely within the other man’s arms. He found himself burying his face more fully against the prince’s neck in order to feel more of that heat. Vegeta’s scent was nice too. It was smoky and spicy at the same time; very masculine and comforting. Goku began to feel a strong sense of protection within the older man’s embrace. The unfamiliar feeling brought on a strong wave of emotion within him.
Safe. He felt safe.
----
Vegeta waited patiently for the younger man to adjust to his touch, and though it took several minutes, he could feel the other begin to relax. At one point Goku had shifted in his lap, unintentionally brushing against him in a very... intimate way, and the prince couldn’t stop himself from sucking in a lungful of air at the sudden spark of desire that swept over him. He forced himself to calm down however. Scaring the younger man away now because he couldn’t control his libido would not be a good thing.
Vegeta closed his eyes and focused on other things in order to bring himself back under control. As a reward, in his mind anyway, Kakarotto finally wrapped his own arms around him. He was hesitant at first, but it wasn’t long before those fingers tightened against his back. The prince’s lips quirked upward as he tightened his own grip on the other Saiyajin possessively. Vegeta could feel Goku’s warm breath on his neck; and it was easy to determine that the younger man was taking in his scent. That was an encouraging sign.
The older man took a deep breath of his own and he nearly growled when another wave of desire overtook him. The Saiyajin in his arms smelt like earth and... strawberries? Yeah, leave it to Kakarotto to smell like one of his favorite foods. His tongue darted out to lick his lips, and the urge to taste the other was overwhelming... but again, he managed to control himself.
It was too soon for that.
Vegeta bit back a moan when Goku’s thighs suddenly tightened on either side of his waist, but he couldn’t stop his hips from thrusting upward. The prince caught himself though, and he only hoped he had done so soon enough. He felt his own body tensing up as he waited for the other’s reaction.
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As Goku sat there inhaling Vegeta’s scent with each breath he took, he began to feel strange. His body wasn’t tense, but it tingled; almost as if a small charge of electricity were flowing through him. He squirmed as a shiver ran up his spine, and a moment after he did so he felt the older man’s hips move against him.
Instead of feeling threatened or uncomfortable though, Goku only felt himself melting more fully against the other man. His tail began to sway behind him on its’ own accord and a purr began to rumble in his chest. He was beginning to feel REALLY good.
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Vegeta’s eyes widened when after his near disastrous move, Goku began to purr. He watched as the younger man’s tail began to sway back and forth, and the urge to capture the furry appendage was becoming too strong to ignore.
The prince’s nose twitched when a new scent suddenly engulfed him, and he nearly swooned. The new sweet smell seemed to be coming directly from Goku’s tail, and Vegeta could no longer help himself. He kept one arm wrapped around the younger man’s lower back and reached for the black appendage with his free hand. The older man kept his touch light and gentle as not to frighten Goku, but when the other’s purr only got louder, he knew he was free to do as he pleased.
His hand freely traveled the length of the younger man’s tail. When his finger’s reached the base, however, Kakarotto hissed and arched his back, pressing himself closer to him than before. Vegeta raised an eyebrow and peered over the other Saiyajin’s shoulder when he felt something wet and warm coat his fingers. A sense of alarm filled the prince and he quickly brought his hand up higher so he could see what the liquid was. For a moment he feared it might be blood, but the substance on his glove was not red; it was clear. Not only that, but it was obvious that the sweet scent that now filled the room was originating from the liquid.
Were the glands at the base of Kakarotto’s tail producing...lubrication?
“Kakarotto?”
----
Goku found himself lost in a sea of pleasure as he purred and tightened his grip on Vegeta. He’d never felt like this in his life! He wasn’t sure why he felt this way, but he wasn’t going to complain. Just when he thought it couldn’t get any better gentle fingers began to move over his tail. The sensitive appendage was usually off limits, but the older man’s touch felt too good to resist. Another jolt of pleasure tore through him when the base of his tail was rubbed, and his back arched on its’ own accord. His body turned to mush at that point, and he heavily slumped against the older man.
“Kakarotto?”
Goku’s eyes snapped open at the sound of his name. The reality of the situation finally hit the younger Saiyajin in full force, and suddenly all the pleasure he’d been feeling was gone, replaced with an overwhelming sense of humiliation. He was practically molesting Vegeta!
Goku launched himself backwards, out of the prince’s lap and even off the bed. He landed on the floor with a grunt and immediately scrambled to his feet. The wide eyed expression of surprise on Vegeta’s face only confirmed that he’d completely lost his mind; turning the older man’s simple hug into something much more. He hadn’t meant to react that way, but the other Saiyajin’s touch had felt so good... and his scent...
Goku growled and shook his head to clear his mind. Kami, he was already straying back to his perverted thoughts! Now Vegeta would never touch him again; not that he could blame him.
The younger Saiyajin watched as the older man’s eyes finally left his own and strayed to his gloved hand. Goku could see the fabric was wet and that made him notice something else. His pants felt wet...
He reached behind him and ran his finger over the base of his tail, and sure enough, the fur there was wet with some kind of clear liquid. The Saiyajin’s eyes grew wide and his face burned red. His tail was leaking!
This had only happened a couple of times toward the end of his stay in the lab, but the things that were done to him in order to trigger the response had NOT been as pleasureful as what Vegeta had done. Kami, if the older man felt HALF as dirty as he did right now.... And he was responsible!
Goku looked up from his hand and again focused on the prince. The other Saiyajin was looking at him again, but this time his expression was one of a very thoughtful individual.
Fearing Vegeta was thinking of ways to kill him Goku quickly backed up toward the bathroom, unwilling to turn his back on the older man. He squeaked in fear when the prince suddenly called his name again and went to move from the bed. By then the younger man was just inside the bathroom and he quickly slammed the door shut and locked it.
How was he supposed to face Vegeta after that?
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TBC
I made a hug last for seven pages!! That translates to 7 episodes DBZ time. I wouldn't mind watching those two feel each other up for 7 episodes... would you? hehe!!
Author: CrimsonTide
Pairings: Vegeta x Goku
A/N - Sorry for the slight delay. My pc exploded and I had to get it repaired. I charmed the guy into repairings it right away though, and I even had it upgrading for half the normal price! It's like an entirely new computer now! *cackles*
Oh, and to all those who wondered, my scan came back just fine. The doctors STILL can't tell me what the lumps I'm feeling are, but as long as I'm not dying, I'm satisfied. ^.^
Chapter 10
When Vegeta finally returned with a small pouch full of senzu beans he found that Kakarotto had fallen asleep long before. The younger Saiyajin was still curled on his side like he had been when he left him. It seemed that their spar had worn him out so much that he slept without nightmares, for he looked relaxed and at peace.
One piece of the scene bothered Vegeta though. As he moved around the bed so he could see Goku’s face, it became readily apparent that he’d been crying. Though his face was relaxed and peaceful in sleep, the saline trails that stained his cheeks were obvious.
The prince frowned. Had the younger man really been that angry with him... or was it something else? It was no secret Goku had been on an emotional rollercoaster the past several days, but Vegeta still couldn’t help but feel that this time it was his fault.
He watched the sleeping Saiyajin for only a moment more before he kicked off his boots and settled himself on the mattress. If he was going to show Kakarotto he cared about him as more than a sparring partner, now was as good a time as any to begin.
Vegeta tail flicked as a sudden wave of unease washed over him. He wasn’t exactly sure about what he was going to do; he just hoped he didn’t make things worse. The prince was not the best at comforting people, after all.
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Goku was partially aware of another presence in the room, but since he felt no threat he didn’t feel the need to wake. He was so exhausted both physically and mentally that he’d been able to fall into a dreamless sleep. It’d been a long time since that had happened.
Unfortunately, the slumbering Saiyajin felt himself coming back to reality anyway. Whoever was in the room with him had come closer, and he automatically became defensive. Goku’s eyelids fluttered when he broke out of his sleepy haze and he felt the mattress dip beneath the weight of another body. This disturbed him.
Goku drew in a deep breath through his nose. He easily recognized the scent as Vegeta, and he felt both relieved and nervous at the same time. Was the older man still angry with him? He hadn’t batted him upside the head yet or called him a baka, so maybe not.
The younger Saiyajin didn’t feel the need to open his eyes until something was pressed against his lips. He lazily raised his heavy lids and pulled away just enough so that he could see what it was. Another senzu bean. Black eyes rose to meet those of Vegeta’s, and the older man grinned back at him.
Strange. That wasn’t his usual smirk. It was softer.
Goku shifted his sore body and took the bean from the other’s fingers, and he popped it into his mouth and chewed. Almost instantly the ache in his muscles vanished and he couldn’t help but sigh in relief. He could tell that this was just a regular senzu bean though, untouched by Dende’s healing powers. The familiar burn in his throat was still there this time.
So now what happened?
Goku didn’t have to wait long for Vegeta to make the first move, and he pushed himself up onto his elbow when the prince slowly reached for him.
“Relax.”
That was something that was easier said than done. The younger man’s eyes were fixed on the other’s hand as it got closer, and he couldn’t help but flinch just a little when a gloved finger touched his cheek. Vegeta moved closer and placed his other hand on the opposite cheek. He rotated his palms until he was cupping the younger man’s face and he used his thumbs to rub away the saline trails that stained the skin there.
“Why were you crying, Kakarotto?”
Goku’s brow furrowed and he tried to pull away from the other’s touch, but those hands kept a firm hold. No, he would not sit here and let the older man mock him!
A growl began to form in his throat as he prepared himself for a fight, but it was quickly cut off when the prince spoke again.
“I’m sorry.”
Large black eyes grew even larger at the simple apology. Gloved hands finally retreated back to their owners’ lap and Goku took the opportunity to sit up the rest of the way. He studied Vegeta carefully. Why would he be apologizing? Wasn’t the prince the one who was angry with him?
The older man must have noticed the other’s confusion because he continued. “I let you down today. You trusted me to train you properly and I let your condition deteriorate further than it had before. I suppose I was just too caught up in our spar. If it’s any consolation, I will not let it happen again; that is, if you still want me to train you.”
The older man’s eyes had strayed off to the side, so he didn’t see Goku’s jaw drop open or his shocked expression. He did hear it when the other Saiyajin leaned off the bed and grabbed something from the nightstand drawer, and Vegeta looked up just as Goku began to scribble something down on a pad of paper.
The words he read left him feeling baffled.
“You thought I was mad at YOU for being weak?”
Goku tilted his head in confusion when the prince began to laugh.
“You baka! I wasn’t angry at you; I was angry at myself! Honestly, you assume the worst of me.” The prince’s expression suddenly became serious as his eyes met the younger man’s. “Kakarotto, you are anything but weak. Anyone who says you are is a fool. To have survived what you went through and still come out of it with a pure soul proves how strong you are. Strength isn’t always measured by the amount of ki one possesses.”
His words seemed to lift the younger man’s spirits somewhat, but Vegeta could still tell simply by reading Goku’s body language that he wasn’t completely convinced. The other Saiyajin's shoulders were slumped and he sat hunched over just a bit with his tail dangling over the side of the bed. His eyes were downcast and focused on something off to the side and a small frown turned his lips downward.
Vegeta couldn’t help but wonder when the last time the other had simply been held by someone had been. Throwing caution to the wind, he decided to be that someone.
Goku had drifted off into his own world as his mind wandered, but a sudden movement caught his attention. He looked up just as Vegeta’s fingers wrapped around his left wrist and began to pull him closer. The younger man’s tail fluffed out behind him and he dug his knees into the mattress in an attempt to anchor himself where he was. His free hand fisted into the sheets and he shifted his weight backwards.
Vegeta paused but did not release the other man. Suddenly wide eyes were glued on his own and the prince fought down the annoyance he would have usually felt and forced himself to remain calm and understanding.
“Didn’t I tell you to relax? You obviously have trust issues, Kakarotto. Now is a good time to start getting over them.”
The sheer panic in Goku’s eyes seemed to fade a little as his words sank in, and Vegeta could visibly see the body in front of him relax. The prince waited until the fur on the younger man’s tail smoothed back down before he slowly began to draw him forward again.
Goku resisted for only a second before he allowed himself to be pulled toward the older man. A blush spread across his cheeks when he found himself straddling Vegeta’s lap. Luckily the prince wasn’t able to see his reaction due to their close proximity, and the younger man turned his face into the other’s neck to make sure it stayed that way.
He tensed when Vegeta let go of his wrist and instead wrapped that arm around his lower back. The younger man felt himself pressed even closer to the other Saiyajin when a second hand pressed between his shoulder blades, effectively trapping him in place.
Goku frowned at that. He wasn’t trapped. He was just being... held. Though despite his best efforts to remain calm, he still found himself waiting for some sort of pain. For years that’s what any form of touch led to. In fact, that’s how it had been for the majority of his life. It was hard to convince himself otherwise now.
For several minutes they simply sat there in silence. Unsure of what to do with himself, Goku shifted nervously in the other’s lap. The small movement caused Vegeta to draw in a sharp breath, though he wasn’t sure why. Had he hurt him? No, he couldn’t have.
Now he was curious.
The younger Saiyajin slowly freed his arms from where he’d had them tucked against his chest. The moment they were gone from between them the hand between his shoulder blades pushed him closer to the older man until their chests were firmly pressed together. The extra contact only made the blush on Goku’s face deepen.
The younger man hesitantly brought his arms around Vegeta and gently placed his palms against the older man’s back. He waited for any sign that the other man objected, but when no protest was made he curled his fingers into the fabric of the prince’s shirt.
As time ticked by Goku found himself less and less uncomfortable with the close contact and more comforted by it. The heat from the older man’s body felt good. He could even feel Vegeta's heartbeat against his chest and it felt... nice. Goku had forgotten what a simple hug could feel like; though he had to admit, no one had ever just held him like this before. He never could have imagined that Vegeta of all people would be the first to do so.... not that he was complaining.
The younger Saiyajin’s eyes fell to half-mast as he finally let himself relax completely within the other man’s arms. He found himself burying his face more fully against the prince’s neck in order to feel more of that heat. Vegeta’s scent was nice too. It was smoky and spicy at the same time; very masculine and comforting. Goku began to feel a strong sense of protection within the older man’s embrace. The unfamiliar feeling brought on a strong wave of emotion within him.
Safe. He felt safe.
----
Vegeta waited patiently for the younger man to adjust to his touch, and though it took several minutes, he could feel the other begin to relax. At one point Goku had shifted in his lap, unintentionally brushing against him in a very... intimate way, and the prince couldn’t stop himself from sucking in a lungful of air at the sudden spark of desire that swept over him. He forced himself to calm down however. Scaring the younger man away now because he couldn’t control his libido would not be a good thing.
Vegeta closed his eyes and focused on other things in order to bring himself back under control. As a reward, in his mind anyway, Kakarotto finally wrapped his own arms around him. He was hesitant at first, but it wasn’t long before those fingers tightened against his back. The prince’s lips quirked upward as he tightened his own grip on the other Saiyajin possessively. Vegeta could feel Goku’s warm breath on his neck; and it was easy to determine that the younger man was taking in his scent. That was an encouraging sign.
The older man took a deep breath of his own and he nearly growled when another wave of desire overtook him. The Saiyajin in his arms smelt like earth and... strawberries? Yeah, leave it to Kakarotto to smell like one of his favorite foods. His tongue darted out to lick his lips, and the urge to taste the other was overwhelming... but again, he managed to control himself.
It was too soon for that.
Vegeta bit back a moan when Goku’s thighs suddenly tightened on either side of his waist, but he couldn’t stop his hips from thrusting upward. The prince caught himself though, and he only hoped he had done so soon enough. He felt his own body tensing up as he waited for the other’s reaction.
---
As Goku sat there inhaling Vegeta’s scent with each breath he took, he began to feel strange. His body wasn’t tense, but it tingled; almost as if a small charge of electricity were flowing through him. He squirmed as a shiver ran up his spine, and a moment after he did so he felt the older man’s hips move against him.
Instead of feeling threatened or uncomfortable though, Goku only felt himself melting more fully against the other man. His tail began to sway behind him on its’ own accord and a purr began to rumble in his chest. He was beginning to feel REALLY good.
---
Vegeta’s eyes widened when after his near disastrous move, Goku began to purr. He watched as the younger man’s tail began to sway back and forth, and the urge to capture the furry appendage was becoming too strong to ignore.
The prince’s nose twitched when a new scent suddenly engulfed him, and he nearly swooned. The new sweet smell seemed to be coming directly from Goku’s tail, and Vegeta could no longer help himself. He kept one arm wrapped around the younger man’s lower back and reached for the black appendage with his free hand. The older man kept his touch light and gentle as not to frighten Goku, but when the other’s purr only got louder, he knew he was free to do as he pleased.
His hand freely traveled the length of the younger man’s tail. When his finger’s reached the base, however, Kakarotto hissed and arched his back, pressing himself closer to him than before. Vegeta raised an eyebrow and peered over the other Saiyajin’s shoulder when he felt something wet and warm coat his fingers. A sense of alarm filled the prince and he quickly brought his hand up higher so he could see what the liquid was. For a moment he feared it might be blood, but the substance on his glove was not red; it was clear. Not only that, but it was obvious that the sweet scent that now filled the room was originating from the liquid.
Were the glands at the base of Kakarotto’s tail producing...lubrication?
“Kakarotto?”
----
Goku found himself lost in a sea of pleasure as he purred and tightened his grip on Vegeta. He’d never felt like this in his life! He wasn’t sure why he felt this way, but he wasn’t going to complain. Just when he thought it couldn’t get any better gentle fingers began to move over his tail. The sensitive appendage was usually off limits, but the older man’s touch felt too good to resist. Another jolt of pleasure tore through him when the base of his tail was rubbed, and his back arched on its’ own accord. His body turned to mush at that point, and he heavily slumped against the older man.
“Kakarotto?”
Goku’s eyes snapped open at the sound of his name. The reality of the situation finally hit the younger Saiyajin in full force, and suddenly all the pleasure he’d been feeling was gone, replaced with an overwhelming sense of humiliation. He was practically molesting Vegeta!
Goku launched himself backwards, out of the prince’s lap and even off the bed. He landed on the floor with a grunt and immediately scrambled to his feet. The wide eyed expression of surprise on Vegeta’s face only confirmed that he’d completely lost his mind; turning the older man’s simple hug into something much more. He hadn’t meant to react that way, but the other Saiyajin’s touch had felt so good... and his scent...
Goku growled and shook his head to clear his mind. Kami, he was already straying back to his perverted thoughts! Now Vegeta would never touch him again; not that he could blame him.
The younger Saiyajin watched as the older man’s eyes finally left his own and strayed to his gloved hand. Goku could see the fabric was wet and that made him notice something else. His pants felt wet...
He reached behind him and ran his finger over the base of his tail, and sure enough, the fur there was wet with some kind of clear liquid. The Saiyajin’s eyes grew wide and his face burned red. His tail was leaking!
This had only happened a couple of times toward the end of his stay in the lab, but the things that were done to him in order to trigger the response had NOT been as pleasureful as what Vegeta had done. Kami, if the older man felt HALF as dirty as he did right now.... And he was responsible!
Goku looked up from his hand and again focused on the prince. The other Saiyajin was looking at him again, but this time his expression was one of a very thoughtful individual.
Fearing Vegeta was thinking of ways to kill him Goku quickly backed up toward the bathroom, unwilling to turn his back on the older man. He squeaked in fear when the prince suddenly called his name again and went to move from the bed. By then the younger man was just inside the bathroom and he quickly slammed the door shut and locked it.
How was he supposed to face Vegeta after that?
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TBC
I made a hug last for seven pages!! That translates to 7 episodes DBZ time. I wouldn't mind watching those two feel each other up for 7 episodes... would you? hehe!!