Damn Traditions

I wasn’t sure I’d get anything done this weekend. Why? I have the day off tomorrow, not because I wanted to or that I’m sick, no, my wonderful son, all nearly eight years old got himself suspended from school, for the second time… I watched the first series of Naruto which was on for the weekend for 6.5 hours a day, maybe that helped, I adore Kakashi… And I only really started this while CSI was on and my son was in bed, so I’m surprised it just kept coming out, so to speak… I have an idea in my head when I start, then it just comes out while I type, weird… Sometimes I have no idea where this is going to go. At least there’s a quickie with the pair… I still thank you all for reading and Starlight Dragon, you’re the best! Well it’s 2am now so I’d best post this and get some sleep even if I have the day off.


Damn Traditions continued…

It didn’t look like anything had happened in the dining hall, or the audience hall where the wedding had taken place. Not one single guest had remained in the palace, which was unusual, Vegeta had seen many parties and events at the palace and none had ever been cleaned up like this. And this had been way bigger than any other.

Vegeta decided to go to his father’s office. He knew he was not expected there.

The man was sitting behind his desk with his head in his hands.

“Something bothering you old man?”

His father was jolted up in fright. The first time Vegeta had ever seen him like that, his eyes wide and his mouth open. His hands sat flat on the desk as he tried to figure out what to do first.

“Now that’s a first for me,” said Vegeta putting his hands on his hips as he faced his father. “You are really going all out to make sure that some things are hidden here.”

“I’m not hiding anything.”

“Then who is the guest in the secured quarters? You have Nappa guarding them.”

“For a man on his wedding night you are up rather early.”

“And you are trying to avoid my questions, you’ve been doing that for a while, father. What kind of deal did you make with the Icejins?”

“Go back to your marriage bed and enjoy what you like to enjoy doing.”

Vegeta threw his hands down on his father’s desk, “No. I want to know what is going on here. You have my mate in the secured guest quarters, and you don’t want me to know that you have him there. Frieza has left so you must have made a deal with him.”

“How could you know that I have your mate here?”

Their eyes met. “I know… I can sense him.”

“What?”

“Yes, father. I can sense my mate. I know that he is here, so don’t try telling me he isn’t.”

“Fine, he is here. I thought you would be otherwise occupied with your wife. I though you would be trying to impregnate her.”

“Why? What is so important that I have an heir? Or does my having an heir have something to do with the deal with Frieza?”

Again Vegeta was witness to a new thing for his father. The man had paled and his eyes dropped to the desk. He took a deep breath. “I’m sending your mate back to the safe world.” He lifted his face then and met Vegeta’s eyes, “He is pregnant.”

Vegeta smirked and nodded, “So now you have my heir and my mate… I am not going back to my wife’s bed. I have no interest in her. I only slept with her last night because my blood was up after the fight. My only interest lately is in my mate. I dream of him constantly, I jerked off in my bedroom this morning because I wanted him.”

He heard his father start, and leveled his eyes on him angrily. The man lifted his eyes a little, meeting his son’s momentarily knowing he had given something else away. “You have bonded with your mate.”

“Bonded?”

“Long ago Saiyans used to bond with their mates. It didn’t mean that the dominant one was completely bound sexually to their mate. It meant they had bonded on a mental level, they know when the other is close. You knew something was up with him, didn’t you?”

“There is something weird in his power level. Weirder than usual.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“My mate has a low power level, as do all third class. But the last time I fucked him I felt something more, that he was hiding part of his power… I’ve been reading up on our race since I knew you were trying to keep things from me. We didn’t always have a class system until someone noticed the falling rate of females being born. The King ordered the scientists to find a way to stop this, seemed that our pollution rates were directly affecting the sex of the children. The female chromosome not being passed on as much as it used to and falling further with each generation and there was nothing they could do to stop it. And this was happening all over the planet, nowhere was untouched by this. And we being a race that tended to lust and violence, made up for the lack of females by fucking other males, usually the ones too weak to fight back, until we were assigning them to a lower class and gathering them all together in each area and let them breed away on their own.

“To keep a mate back then meant fighting for them and binding them to you, ingesting their blood was a way to make a claim stand and the strongest were able to bind their mates to them mentally. But that started to die out when the class system came into being and we began mating closer to our power level. Then a genetic defect came along in the third class only, some of the males began having both male and female parts inside them even if they looked essentially male, they could both have children in a womb and impregnate another, though they tended more to submit to a mate than take one. This defect didn’t always follow from parent to child; it just turned up in the third class, but never amongst the Elites or the second class. No, in these classes there was something different, another very, very rare gene that might throw out something called a Super Saiyan, someone with a very high power level that could make them transform. I understand that one is called the Legendary and we tried to build that gene into our family, without much success so far. Then another defect came in whereby an Elite could mate with a third class breeder and if they happened to ingest their blood, that third class became their mate and their was the *possibly* of being able to mentally bind that mate to them. Are you with me so far father?”

“So you are bound to Kakarott and he to you.”

“Exactly. A little fact that not a lot of Elites know about, but then since we don’t go about mating with them, only deflowering them, didn’t seem to matter much.”

“Who would have foreseen you accidentally ingesting the boy’s blood,” said the King sarcastically.

“Anyway father, the other point I made earlier about Kakarott having more power than he seems, I want to test him, see what his true level is.”

“Very well, but he’s going back to the safe world.”

“I would test him there then.”

“And what about you wife and keeping up appearances.”

“I don’t give a fuck about keeping up appearances. She’ll be the perfect Princess for you, why don’t you fuck her, I don’t want her, I – the Gods damn it – have a mate I do want. I’m going to him now father, whether you like it or not and I’ll fight anyone who tried to stop me this time.”

The King looked exasperated, but he quickly wrote out an order and handed it to his son, “Fine, give this to Nappa.”

“Later I want an answer to my question about the deal with Frieza.” With that Vegeta left.

The King threw the pen away in anger. His son was too smart for his own good.

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Vegeta went straight to the secured quarters handing the orders to Nappa who again tried to block his way. Then he went storming through the doors until he got to the rooms he could sense his mate within. He began stripping off as soon as he opened the door and saw his mate standing there, naked his eyes only for him as the “manservant” ran from the room. Vegeta was naked as quickly as possible and only a foot away from Kakarott who he pushed forcefully onto the bed before pouncing on top of him. In moments they were devouring each other, as Kakarott moved his legs apart and tilted himself up eagerly to accept his mate’s hard cock inside him. Vegeta obliged by getting between those legs and shoving himself in with one fast stroke, forcing a cry from both of them of pure ecstasy, before Vegeta began to pump in and out of his mate in a frenzy, Kakarott matching each thrust with a push of his own. It was like two wild things mating the screams and cries coming from them, but it did not last long, Kakarott screamed louder as he came spurting up over both their bodies, clamping down hard on Vegeta tearing an equally loud roar from him as he came inside the body of his mate. Vegeta thrust a few more times as they rode the waves of their orgasms, before falling off and onto the bed beside his mate.

They lay there panting for breath, before Kakarott turned on his side and took one of Vegeta‘s hands in his own and holding it to his stomach. Vegeta looked at him. “I know you are bearing for me.”

“They tell me that you will take the child from me and give it to your new wife to raise.”

“Who told you that?”

Kakarott averted his eyes.

Vegeta rubbed his hand over Kakarott’s belly. “The Gods are laughing at me. I have taken a mate from the third class, I’ve gotten him pregnant, and I can’t get him out of my mind. I can sense you Kakarott.”

“Really?” he seemed surprised.

“I believe it’s getting stronger each time I take you. And I want to take you a lot. I have no need for the female they made me marry; at the time it was to hide the male pregnancy.”

“Frieza probably knows about that now.”

“He does?”

“Haven’t they told you?”

“My father is keeping a lot fro me lately. It was he that had your brought here and I was not to be told either.”

“You came here this morning.”

“Yes, but they wouldn’t let me in.”

“Did you know about?” he looked down at the hand still caressing his belly.

“I knew something was up with you.”

“We’re bound, aren’t we?”

Vegeta grunted.

“Will you take the child away?”

“I don’t know Kakarott. My father will, I am sure of that,” he looked at the other. “I really want to hate you because you are low class, but I can’t get past the fact that you are now my mate for life. I want to fuck you all the time instead of beating the shit out of you, though I might still do that.”

“I don’t want to be just a bearer. All I ever wanted to be was a fighter. I love to fight. I want to have this child for you and for myself. But I don’t want that to be my life. Vegeta, my father said I should tell you this, I can sense power levels without the need of a scouter. I’ve always been able to do that.”

“And can you suppress your power level?”

“What? I… I don’t know.”

“Have you ever been tested, I mean truly tested?”

“Well, no.”

“I am going to test you. We’re going back to the safe world. I will test you there.”

“You’re coming?”

Vegeta smirked, “Until I can get you out of my head, I’m not letting you out of my sight. You’ve run off once…”


“I didn’t run off—“

Vegeta leaned forward and took his mouth, shutting him up. Kakarott realized that this was the first time the Prince had taken him like that, shoving his tongue down his throat, and he liked it, almost as much as he liked having the Prince take him. And that didn’t take long…

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TBC