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Forgotten Innocence
Chapter 10: Insecure
A dark shadow seemed
to smother Kakarrot as he struggled in his confinements. His head ached from a
pounding headache that would not go away at all. The only thing he could be
sure of is that he belonged to someone who wanted nothing more than to cause
more misery and pain. He felt rough, cold and emotionless hands upon his nude
body. He tried to get away, but he was bound to a hard surface that seemed to
hold him in place.
“Now to ensure that
BREED’s plans are successful…” a voice spoke before he felt something plunged
into him, utter agony filling his body.
“VEGETA!”
Kakarrot suddenly awakened, his eyes filled with fear before
noticing that he had a horrific nightmare. His bandaged head still throbbed and
he sat up slowly so he could fight the nausea that attempted to take heed. He
noticed that he had been sleeping on Vegeta’s bed; however, the royal was
nowhere in sight for the moment. It was probably a good thing since he felt if
he was there, he would question him for what transpired.
‘Man, I passed out
after having sex with him… what kind of mate am I if I can’t satisfy him?’
Kakarrot pursed his lips in thought. Truth be told, had it not been for that
sudden pain, he would have been kissing his prince afterwards and enjoying the
afterglow that comes with such a coupling. The idea of doing that only made his
head ache again and fleeting visions of the same woman he had seen before
appeared to be lying next to him completely exposed. Her eyes were upon him in
a trusting manner as he swung his arm to make her vanish….
…but instead, flesh met against flesh. He realized that she
was actually there at that moment. His eyes widened in fear before she rose to
her knees.
“Mmm… seems you’re horny as hell,” the woman smirked before
Kakarrot noticed that he was. She shifted over to where his groin was before
her mouth descended upon the object.
“NO!” Kakarrot suddenly yelled before noticing that he felt
no heat whatsoever, but he still felt hard. Sighing, he decided to pretend that
last vision never happened. ‘If he knew,
I’d… I promised I never try to remember… so then why…?’
Before he could move off the bed, he heard gears shift and a
strange screen began to come out from the ceiling almost forebodingly. He didn’t
bother to cover himself and figured Vegeta found something new to wake the
other Saiya-jin with. Unfortunately, those thoughts went out the window when
two females appeared upon the screen. One of them took his breath away when he
noticed she was the same woman he had seen many a time in his mind’s eye; the
one that vexed him greatly.
“Goku!” The black-haired woman yelled at the screen. “Where
the hell is Vegeta? I want him to bring you home right now!”
“Goku?” Kakarrot uttered this name almost though it sounded
foreign and never mentioned in the first place. Yet, it made his bandaged head
sting with renewed pain before he clutched it slightly; wondering why that name
seemed to provoke something. “I’m not Goku, my name’s Kakarrot!”
“What? Don’t tell me he’s brainwashed you into believing
that shit!” The dark-haired woman practically screamed at the monitor. “You
have no idea how long I have been trying to contact you without any luck!”
“You don’t need to bother trying again either, harpy,”
Kakarrot growled. He already hated this woman he had no idea of remembering and
for once, he didn’t want to by the way she was griping at him in the state he
was in.
“Harpy? Goku, I am not a harpy! I am your wife, Chi-chi you
hear me?” The harpy, rather Chi-chi exclaimed. This caused Kakarrot to clutch
his head again in pain.
“Chi-chi, I think you’re stressing him out,” the blue-haired
woman prodded. She pushed the hysterical woman aside before coming in
full-center of the camera. “Son-kun, we hadn’t received a transmission from you
in weeks now. You usually contact us every once a month to let us know what’s
going on and how Vegeta’s progressing.”
“Progressing? With what?”
“With becoming a Super Saiya-jin…” Kakarrot looked up at
this blue-haired female and wondered why Vegeta would want such a thing. When
he transformed, he felt almost like he was giving into some sort of monster
that existed inside of him. It frightened the warrior to the point where he was
afraid of hurting his prince; however, he had come to realize that these
feelings only existed when he was in that state.
“Woman, he never said anything about it.” Kakarrot was
starting to get more and more confused on where this conversation was taking
him. They were talking to him almost though they knew him, but how could he? He had no sediments to these
‘creatures’ did he?
“Son-kun, you should know this already. He threatened Earth
just to make sure you did as he asked and you gave in.”
“What? Urth?” Kakarrot knew the name sounded familiar, but
before he could ask, Chi-chi pushed in front of the monitor as it centered upon
her.
“Goku, get your ass back to Earth! Gohan misses his father
and I am about ready to divorce you if you don’t come back!”
“Divorce? Gohan?” Again, these things seemed to trigger something.
Not wanting to hear another painful word that made his headache even worse, he
raised a hand towards the monitor before he incinerated the device with a
blast. His destructive streak as of late seemed more and more apparent the more
he hung around with Vegeta. ‘A month ago,
I would have been thrilled to hear my past, but now, I don’t want anything with
it… Chi-chi, Gohan… what kind of fucking life did I leave behind? If it’s that
complicated, I rather be with Vegeta!’
“Is everything alright Kakarrot?” Vegeta’s voice came from
the doorway. Kakarrot looked from beneath strained eyes at his prince standing
at the door. He noticed the mess the younger Saiya-jin had caused; however, he
wanted to wait until he explained why there were circuits, wires and other
debris littering the floor before giving any punishment necessary.
“Vegeta, disable all transmissions from Urth,” Kakarrot
pleaded.
“Earth? Don’t tell me you were talking to those ignorant
humans…” Vegeta growled.
“They were the ones that started it. I was getting ready to
leave the room, but…” Kakarrot had no time to properly defend himself before
his prince went into the set of drawers and pulled out two mysterious
bracelets. He slapped both of them onto Kakarrot’s wrists before shoving the younger
Saiya-jin into the headboard of the bed. Kakarrot struggled to break away;
however, the magnetic force seemed to bind his wrists in place and hold his
arms against the wall despite his strength. What kind of punishment is his
prince going to put him through this time?
“You belong to me…” Vegeta growled; his voice filled with
utmost possession while he discarded his armor. “I will see to it that not only
do those simpletons know, but the whole universe knows of my joining with you.”
“V-Vegeta, what are you…?” Kakarrot had no proper way of
defending himself as Vegeta parted the younger warrior’s legs. His tail
attempted to slap away the hands trying to grab at his lower regions, but the
prince grasped the appendage and squeezed it tightly. A painful moan escaped
the younger warrior’s throat while the prince stuck a finger into the tight
virgin hole. The nightmare seemed to suddenly come back as Kakarrot struggled.
“S-stop… not there…”
“Kakarrot, you have no say in the matter of where I fuck
you…” Vegeta continued to loosen the hole with his finger just enough so he
could fit his straining erection into Kakarrot’s opening. Last thing he wanted
was to cause more unnecessary pain to the younger warrior; especially since he
was ignorant to realize the consequences of disobeying his prince would resolve
in. A second finger joined the first; scissoring and loosening the opening.
On the other end, the amnesiac Saiya-jin wanted to get away
from the probing fingers; his nightmare still being fresh in his mind. He soon
felt the fingers leave his rectum; a sigh of relief only temporary before he
felt something large pressed against his entrance.
“V-Vegeta… don’t…” Kakarrot pleading fell on deaf ears
before he felt pain tear into his body. He felt his prince inside of him as the royal stilled. He felt the throbbing organ
tightly bound within his body and it felt awkward and uncomfortable being on
the receiving end.
“Fucking tight virgin…” Vegeta hissed. He couldn’t move too
much or he would harm the legendary with his dick. “If those experimentations
are true, I will ensure what’s left of BREED and Velns are taken care of
personally Kakarrot… I will not allow such experimentation on my mate…”
“V-Vegeta…” Kakarrot hissed weakly. At first, he wanted
nothing more than for his prince to pull out and stop this unnatural way of
punishing him.
Suddenly, the amnesiac Saiya-jin felt a strange feeling overwhelm
his mind and body; one that seemed to oddly come out of nowhere. The idea of
his prince, his Vegeta, being inside of
him was making him wanting the elder warrior in the most unusual way. His
previous protests began to vanish and he wished he could touch, feel, and
stimulate the one above him. The bracelets prevented him from doing so however
and he felt utterly helpless to do anything to appease his prince.
“P-please…” Kakarrot moaned his wanton desire. The idea of
being fucked suddenly seemed nearly
overwhelming.
“Kakarrot, I am not…” Vegeta started to scold the before he
felt Kakarrot’s hips rock against his. “You… you want me to fuck you?” The
younger warrior nodded; another wanton moan escaping his throat. “Have it your
way Kakarrot…”
The prince pulled almost outside of the warrior before
thrusting back in. Kakarrot’s back arched off the bed; his fingers digging into
his palms from the first pleasurable sensation he felt. The bracelets held him
against the wall and the younger warrior’s arms strained a bit from the motion
upon his body.
Vegeta on the other hand didn’t care how Kakarrot felt at
that moment before he thrust into the younger Saiya-jin’s body again; starting
a rhythm that made Kakarrot’s head tilt back. Instincts clawed at the prince to
mark and claim the younger, bound male as his. He resisted the urge; reminding
himself that now was not the time to do such a thing when Velns could easily
take advantage of their mating habits if he knew of them. He would let the male
know when he is near-death, but not until he fought him with everything he had.
Each thrust inside the former Earth-raised Saiya-jin made
Kakarrot ache for more stimulation. His tail, which was no longer held firmly
in the royal’s hand, slipped out and rubbed the hallow area where the prince’s
tail once was. Vegeta stiffened from the sensation as he felt the furry
appendage rub against the area.
“Kakarrot…” Vegeta spoke in a warning tone to the younger
Saiya-jin. He knew Kakarrot had no idea what he was asking, but the prince was
barely in control of his instincts at that moment.
“Vegeta… I… I want… I need…” Kakarrot’s breathing became erratic.
His eyes half-lidded looked up at his prince almost teasingly. His wrists shook
from the aching need to draw his prince closer to him; however, he knew he was still
being punished for his prior actions.
“Yes?” Vegeta asked while the appendage made its way to the
prince’s opening. “Hm… you want to tail-fuck me, is that it?”
“Mmm…” Kakarrot nodded slowly.
“Figures you have an interesting fetish of fuck and be
fucked…” Vegeta reached back to where Kakarrot’s tail was and help guided it
into his opening. He ignored the furred bristles of fur; knowing that soon,
they would be matted down with his fluids. Though much thinner than the
Earth-raised Saiya-jin’s erection that ached for attention, he tightened his
folds slightly; causing the younger warrior to moan softly from the pressure
upon the appendage. Almost reading the Saiya-jin’s thoughts of being touched,
Vegeta grabbed Kakarrot’s manhood and began to stroke it; earning another moan
of pleasure from the warrior.
“C-continue…” Kakarrot begged.
“Continue what?” Vegeta asked, teasing the warrior. Now he
had the legendary in his control and he loved it.
“F-fucking me…” Kakarrot tossed his head to the side; his
eyes clenched shut. He almost felt like he was going to explode if Vegeta
denied him of pleasure.
“If that’s what you desire…” Vegeta moved inside the younger
warrior with renewed interest. Kakarrot’s tail moved inside of Vegeta’s folds
as both warriors moaned from the pleasure that they invoked on one another.
As they approached their pending climaxes, Kakarrot’s head
tilted back again; exposing his neck to his prince. The elder warrior was
unable to fight the urges any longer and bit into the vulnerable area; scarring
the skin with his mark. Kakarrot’s eyes widened as he felt his release and his
mind began to numb from the prince’s claiming.
After all of that, everything became a blur as he saw his
prince’s eyes upon him in question before getting angry; however, by the time
he started his ranting, Kakarrot couldn’t hear a single word from him as his
vision darkened again.
-
Vegeta noticed Kakarrot’s bandages getting soaked in blood;
however, he wasn’t angry about that. It was the fact that he claimed the
younger warrior without explaining it to him. When he noticed the bandages
finally stained in blood, he realized the grave error of pushing him too hard
and unshackled him from the wall.
‘I need to take him to
some medical planet immediately…’ Vegeta grabbed his clothes and carried
Kakarrot into the bathroom again. First things first though: he had to re-apply
the bandages where his head split open again.
-
Not long after he tended to Kakarrot, Vegeta hailed the
nearest medical planet for assistance. It wasn’t one of the WOVA’s planets,
rather a neutral third party. He made absolutely sure that the channel was set
where not one of Velns’ soldiers heard the transmission. He also altered the
navigation system so it made it seem like he was going on a trip to restock on
supplies. Once he did those things, he waited patiently for the ship to land;
not knowing the other warrior’s fate.
It felt like an eternity before the ship landed upon the
medical planet called Deucer. Its technology wasn’t as advanced; however,
Vegeta figured any medical attention’s better than nothing. Upon landing, he
carried Kakarrot out of the ship in his arms towards the approaching aliens.
Their bodies were built like ogres, but they seemed to lack the brutal
instincts. Their pale lavender skin varied shades, but were about the same
color. They wasted no time taking Kakarrot’s body from the prince and carrying
him off on a stretcher.
Now that Vegeta was alone, he felt exposed and for the first
time, isolated from the other warrior. He ignored the warning tones that his
body gave; figuring that he was over-thinking what happened on Ciboria to be a
horrible coincidence of ill-gotten fortune.
‘If they are secretly
with WOVA, I will ensure not only do they pay, but send a message to Velns that
I am no longer interested in this fucking alliance…’ Vegeta mentally vowed.
-
Within the medical
chambers, Kakarrot slowly came to and found himself under a bright, blinding
light. He struggled, only to find himself fastened down to the table.
“Don’t bother moving…”
a voice whispered in his left ear. Kakarrot grew worried when he felt a hand
brush against the scar on his forehead. His eyes clenched shut as images
flashed before his eyes of people and places he had never seen before. He
noticed that to his left was the harpy he told off.
“No, stop… I don’t
want to remember…” Kakarrot struggled. He didn’t want her touching him either.
“Wasn’t it what you
wanted though?” Another voice whispered this one at his right ear. He glanced
to his right and saw the blue-haired woman who had not given her name.
“It… it was, but I
don’t care anymore, I want Vegeta…”
“Tough shit… you’re
not getting him…” a third voice seemed to come in front of him before Kakarrot
came face-to-face… with himself.
“W-what the hell’s
going on?” Kakarrot found his doppelganger draw closer.
“You are imperfect for
my prince… it’s time you learned your place, slut…” the other Kakarrot spoke
before crawling on top of him. “You are unworthy to bear his mark…” Without
another word, Kakarrot felt something shoved inside of him.
“STOP IT!” Kakarrot yelled loudly. He woke to a start in a
medical bed breathing hard. Vegeta was clearly startled; however, only raised a
brow in question.
“Is something the matter Kakarrot?” Vegeta asked.
“W-why did you mark me?” Kakarrot questioned.
“To let you know that you belong to me and no one else…”
Vegeta smugly looked at the legendary who only looked confused.
“Vegeta, what if… what if I was told my past against my
will?” Kakarrot asked.
“Against your will? You mean that’s why you woke to a start?
Because those aliens tried to remind you who you were?”
“Y-yeah…” Vegeta only grabbed Kakarrot by the shoulders.
“They would sooner die before they lay one hand on you…”
Kakarrot felt Vegeta’s lips press against his and for once, he didn’t protest
or question his utmost desires. He returned the kiss while feeling his hands
roam his prince’s body. He suddenly felt something coil around his left wrist
and pulled away slightly alarmed. “What’s a matter?”
“V-Vegeta, did your tail regenerate?” Kakarrot eyed the
appendage around his wrist.
“Yes, these doctors may have the least technological
advancements, but they managed to restore my tail…” the prince replied. “Now, I
will have to ensure that you get the same treatment I received.”
“S-same?” Kakarrot had no time to protest before Vegeta tackled
the warrior. For the moment, the prince had plans to make his subject squirm
and he would do so whether he liked it or not.
To Be Continued…
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