Unwanted Mating | By : NLDCat Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7101 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Part Nine: The Problem with Having a Heat Cycle...
There is a lull in activity and for Raditz, it's heaven-sent. Broly is no where near him and he is rather pleased at the distance. It gave him time to regroup his frazzled emotions...and allows him to spend time with his brothers. “Nothing?” Vegeta asks after nearly a week.
“No...but I am not about to go and knock on Paragus's door just to see if he'll send my mate after me.”
“Well, I can hardly blame you for that. It took nearly five hours to clean up your blood from the floors and wall.”
Raditz gives him an ugly look. “That wasn't my fault. At least no one died.”
“You don't need to get defensive. I was teasing.”
“I don't like thinking about that. Besides, I am sure you are in enough hot water with your father. I warned you and Kakarot NOT to be that foolish.”
“Well, the facts can't be changed...but we've already been through this. The planet understands that because of us both we're free of the likes of Frieza and his ilk. They'll allow me the mate I have without complaint.”
Raditz snorts. “Your arrogance can be tiring, Vegeta.”
“You would know that better than anyone, eh Raditz?”
He rolls his eyes at that and decides that it didn't deserve an answer. Though, he had to wonder if the male would ever actually grow up and finds himself seriously doubting that. “Kakarot, what do you see in him again?” he asks his brother. The younger male chuckles.
“I am not sure you want me to actually respond to that.”
Raditz rolls his eyes. “It was rhetorical, little brother.” Honestly, he could strangle Kakarot sometimes. He and Vegeta were made for one another. That thought makes something in him twist slightly but he shoves his emotions concerning that particular issue back into their box. There was no point in wishing things were different when they never would be.
Going back to his place was a constant source of stress for him as he constantly worried if Broly would be there. He hadn't made a reappearance...but he was pretty sure that it didn't mean he wouldn't. He wasn't going to be that lucky considering that Broly was his mate. Eventually, they were going to have to deal with each other. And that thought just wasn't making him feel all warm inside. He arrives and sighs at the realization that he was alone again. Annoyance fills him as he realizes that he was almost disappointed at this. 'I don't NEED him here,' he thinks angrily, 'and I certainly don't WANT him here!' His thoughts are so jumbled and in turmoil that it keeps him from finding any sort of useful rest.
Hours of restlessness takes it's toil on him and finally, he can take it no longer and he decides that a walk might clear his head. He exits and slips outside letting the cool air brush along his skin. Maybe some time away from that room would take the edge of his sleepless state and he might find a few hours worth of rest before he had to return to the throne room and deal with Vegeta and Kakarot because going in there was NOT wise when he was working on no sleep. He was either going to spend the time arguing with the prince, his brother, or Nappa and that was just NOT acceptable.
He's almost decided to return back and try laying down when his lower stomach tightens hard enough to double him over. A soft, low whimper escapes him as he wasn't prepared for THIS. In hindsight, he should have guessed. Restlessness was ALWAYS a precourser...to his Cycle beginning. He had to be really out of it to have forgotten the obvious signs. “N-not now...” he grits out even though he knows that there was nothing he could do. Marvelous. Of all the bad things to have happened...this was the worst. Slowly, he straightens up and then, with some annoyance at the ironies of the universe, realizes he'd walked only a short distance from his mate's home. He could only wonder if he'd been sub-consciously heading there BECAUSE of his impending cycle. 'No,' he thinks stubbornly, 'I am NOT going to just waltz to his home and see if Paragus is in a mood to let him fuck me.'
Regardless of how much he wishes the truth were anything else, he finds himself at the door. 'You are a glutton for punishment, son of Bardock,' he thinks as he knocks on the door. If Paragus was there he was going to be highly pissed by the interruption of his sleep. However, no one comes and Raditz tempts fate by trying the door. It was really stupid of him, he figured because there was no way that Paragus would just leave his house easily accessable. That the door opens rather stuns him. Deciding that one quick peek certainly couldn't hurt...he steps into the home. This was definitely against the law but...no one had come to the door which meant that the premise was probably empty. As long as he didn't take anything then he could pass off any accusations with the response that he IS Broly's mate and allowed to be in his home.
He's nearly gotten through the bottom floor when he enters into the main room of the house and goes still at the sight of Broly seated on the couch competely still. His eyes were open but blank...obviously Paragus didn't trust him to have ANY sort of freedom. Raditz back tracks and tempts fate before searching the house. It was empty save him and his mate. Raditz slips back into the room and eyes the male wondering just what it was he was thinking in not fleeing the premises. Closing his eyes as his body reminds him why he was here in the first place. 'Here's to hoping I know what I am doing,' he thinks as he slowly reaches up and takes a hold of the device before drawing it up and off of his head. It takes only a moment before his eyes blink and come into focus. “Wh-what are you doing here?” the male demands.
“I...” he starts unsure of what to say though as he watches his eyes gaze down him, he realizes that there was no need to tell him what he needed.
A low chuckle escapes him. “You...are in heat and have come HERE?”
“Y-you are my mate,” Raditz whispers feeling rather humiliated at this whole situation.
“You want me to satisfy that hunger do you? Really, how could I refuse such a blatant offer, son of Bardock?”
“You don't have to be condescending,” Raditz whispers, “I just...I NEED you...please...” He wondered how he had even the tattered remains of any pride left with how much he seemed to have to beg and plead with people to either give him relief or NOT to hurt him.
Broly wastes very little time in unrobing them both but Raditz hardly expected him to. This wasn't going to feel good...not in the end it wouldn't...but at least hewould get the relief his body wanted so badly. Broly lifts him onto his hips and Raditz feels himself press against him with a low moan. “You really are an eager thing in heat aren't you?”
“Please...please...just...make it stop...” Begging should be beneath a warrior such as him but during this week, he had no pride to speak of when up against this all-consuming ache. In fact, he'd been known to do nearly anything if only to be granted the relief he craved.
When Broly lifts him onto his hips, Raditz does the rest of the work for him. The pain is only on the edges of his conscience as his heat takes full control. His eyes squeeze shut as his hips undulate helplessly. In the back of his mind, he's pretty sure that this is only going to make things that much worse. Unfortunately, THIS was what he had come looking for so he couldn't really complain.
*******
“Where the HELL is he?” Vegeta demands after Raditz fails to show up.
“You're asking me like I know?” Kakarot demands.
“I am not really asking ANYONE in particular,” the male mutters before looking at Nappa, “Go find him. Now.”
Nappa bows before leaving the throne room. He heads for Raditz's quarters and can instantly guess as to where he was. The scent from the room clearly told him that Raditz's heat had started. 'Great,' he thinks as he exits, 'Raditz, please tell me you didn't actually GO to Paragus's...please...' Of all the stupid things to do...this made the top of the list.
Reluctantly, he heads to Paragus's home in the hopes that he was wrong. Deep down, he's pretty sure it's where he's going to find him. He walks up to the door and knocks on it hoping that he wasn't about to get murdered on the spot. It takes a few minutes before the door opens. “What do you want?” the male demands.
“Is Raditz here?”
“My mate is NOT your concern!”
“Our prince asks about him.”
“He's in heat. He stays HERE.”
Well, the male sure was possessive. “Is he...hurt?”
“That is NOT your concern...but if you see my father...tell him that he's dead if I see him.”
Nappa nods and slowly backs away. “Good enough for me...” he says before retreating quickly. There was no way he was tangling with a possessive, dominant male like Broly. Re-entering the room, he knows that this news isn't going to be taken well to.
“Well?” Vegeta demands.
“He's currently...indisposed,” Nappa answers, “and it won't do a lick of good to disturb him.”
“Where is he?”
“With his mate.”
“You...can't be serious,” Kakarot tells him.
“His heat cycle started, Kakarot. He sought out the only one who could help. Broly is intent on keeping him THERE for the week.”
“He's freed?” Vegeta asks faintly.
“I am pretty sure Raditz is to blame for that.”
“That IDIOT!”
“Yeah, well we have bigger problems. If Paragus goes back...Broly is going to kill him.” This is directed at Vegeta's father.
The king is silent a moment. “Bardock, take Nappa and go find him. I don't care WHAT you have to do...just find him before Broly does.”
“Yes, sire,” Bardock replies before looking at Nappa, “Come on. We don't have time to lose.”
Once they leave, Vegeta looks at his father. “What happens now?”
“When they bring in Paragus? I am going to do what I should have done those years ago.”
“And that would be...” he prompts.
“I am making that redhead MINE.”
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