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Progress of a Prince	By : TheOtherSaiyan Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 853 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction. I do not own the characters, or the storyline to Dragonball, Dragonball z, dragonball GT, or Dragonball super. The original owners retain all rights and I make no money from my works.

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Chapter Twelve

The sun was high in the sky and Kakarot was dressed in the traditional armor of a Saiyan prince. It felt strange having the crest of Vegeta embrazened on his chest plate. Though they'd been mated for weeks, this ceremony would welcome him into the royal family, and make him a prince. Of course, most of Planet Vegeta wanted Vegeta to mate with Bardock after the discovery of building an embroyo from male genetics, but they were happy to know one of the Super Saiyans would have power in their kingdom.

He hadn't seen Vegeta since that morning, customary to their traditions. He'd bathed and dressed and only minutes were left until he'd walk up in front of all of Planet Vegeta and formally claim his mate. According to his father, Kakarot would have to reopen the claim mark that he'd given the prince, and allow him to do the same.

He was nervous, there was no doubt about that, but he knew it wasn't easy to screw this up. Vegeta would be there.

It was afterwards that scared the hell out of him.

It had been weeks since he and the prince had a successful mating session. He would always freak out, and he knew Vegeta was frustrated. The prince's rut would begin soon, and Kakarot wasn't sure if he would be able to handle days of sex. He could barely handle thirty minutes.

He knew he'd have to avoid Vegeta during that time or the prince may become violent, or so his father told him. Kakarot, of course, trusted his father since the man had seen Vegeta during his rut many times.

"Kakarot." A voice broke into his thoughts, forcing him to look up. When he did, he saw his father, the man who would be giving him away, staring at him. "You're thinking too much."

The boy nodded to his father. He told his father everything, so he knew exactly what was running through his youngest son's head. "It's just frustrating."

Bardock rolled his eyes. "Of course it is. You want to please him. You need to do something about it if you want the current situation to lift."

"What can I do?" Kakarot snapped. "I can't talk to him. He blames himself. I can't talk to anyone else, no one understands."

Bardock shifted his weight, crossing his arms over his chest. "I know one person who does."

Kakarot's eyes widened. "What?"

"We'll talk about it after the ceremony. Vegeta is waiting." Bardock said, turning toward the door.

Kakarot jumped up and straightened his armor quickly before his father led him out onto the stage.

The prince and king were standing on the opposite side, waiting for Kakarot to arrive. Once he was in sight, the king walked out onto the platform with his son.

Kakarot couldn't help thinking how wonderful Vegeta looked in his armor. He wore the same suit he wore for the ball, and somehow, it looked even better now.

Bardock elbowed his son in the ribs, catching his attention. "Save it for later, boy. If you go out there with a hard-on, it'll look a bit odd."

Kakarot blushed and looked down at his feet.

"My good kingdom, we have gathered everyone today to witness the formal bonding of Prince Vegeta and Guardsman Kakarot, son of Bardock." The king's voice boomed loudly, quieting the excited crowd.

Kakarot and Bardock walked out onto the stage and the boy swallowed the lump in his throat. He came to stand next to Vegeta and smiled at the smaller man softly.

"Due to biological advancements from the combined efforts of Lord Bardock and Bulma Briefs, Vegeta and Kakarot are already expecting a child in a few months. Therefore, their bonding will be blessed by myself and Kakarot's father, Bardock."

After what seemed like a crazy long speech, the king finally gestured to his son and his mate. Vegeta and Kakarot faced one another and Vegeta pulled his spandex to the side, revealing his mating scar. Kakarot leaned down and put one hand on the prince's shoulder, and the other on the opposite cheek. He bit down on the scar tissue, bringing forth a grunt of pain from his prince. After a moment of awkward lapping, Kakarot released his prince and sealed the wound with his own saliva. He leaned down so Vegeta could do the same to him. The pain was much longer this time, probably from the absence of sex in this situation, but it was soothed as Vegeta sealed his mate's wound.

They turned to the crowd.

"Saiyans, welcome your new prince!" The king shouted and everyone applauded and yelled in appreciation.

After the ceremony, there was a feast, but Kakarot merely nibbled when compared to everyone else. His thoughts were eating him alive.

"Kakarot." Vegeta said sternly, looking at his mate's nearly untouched plate.

Kakarot looked away from Vegeta and blushed. "I'm not hungry."

"You're always hungry."

Kakarot sighed. "I know, it's nothing."

Vegeta sighed heavily and finished his meal, determined to pull Kakarot aside for a moment to figure out what was wrong with him.

Bulma also sat at the head table with Chi Chi. Though she was only a few weeks pregnant, Bulma was eating like a Saiyan. This pleased Bardock and Vegeta, knowing that the child would be strong when it was born.

It was a great time for the whole population of Saiyans, until things got weird.

A heat shuddered through Vegeta and he immediately dropped his fork. He swallowed heavily and looked over at Kakarot, who was sniffing the air fitfully.

He looked over to Vegeta and saw the look of realization.

His rut had begun.

The ceremony, the bonding bites, it must have brought his rut on early.

"I'll be fine until later. I can control it much easier than you can." Vegeta said.

Kakarot looked out to the other Saiyans and noticed several others had caught wind of Vegeta's musk. He growled possessively.

"Knock it off, Kakarot." Vegeta said sternly. "No one is going to try anything. I'm a bonded prince. No one will dare touch me."

Kakarot returned his attention to his food, but brought his tail up to loop around Vegeta's waist. Vegeta reached down and patted it gently, a gesture of acceptance. It's normal for the dominant male to be possessive of his mate, especially during a rut.

By the time the festivities concluded, the princes had to excuse themselves to their chambers.

Vegeta immediately went to shower, under cold water of course. He knew he wouldn't be getting too much attention from the other Saiyan tonight. The thought frustrated him and his body, but it couldn't be helped. The boy needed space.

Just as Vegeta thought, Kakarot was waiting on their bed, but he was still fully clothed and watched Vegeta for instruction.

"You tell me, Kakarot." Vegeta said, standing in only a pair of thin boxers to try and calm the fire in his body.

"I..." Kakarot paused, looking at his feet. "I want to, but..."

"But what?" Vegeta asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I don't want to tease you." Kakarot explained.

"Tease me?"

"What if we start and I can't finish? What will happen then?" Kakarot asked, looking up at Vegeta. He had fear in his eyes, but fear of what was unclear.

"Then I'll roll over and finish myself." Vegeta said crudely.

Kakarot clenched his teeth. "That's not what I want."

"That's not what I want either, but I'll deal with it."

Kakarot swallowed. "I..." Again with his damn pausing. "Can I go talk to Bulma first?"

Vegeta furrowed his eyebrows. "Why do you need to talk to the woman?"

Kakarot sighed. "My father told me that she was raped. I want to see how she dealt with it."

Realization dawned on Vegeta. "Fine, go talk to the woman."

Kakarot left the room quickly, heading for Bulma's room. He hoped he wouldn't interrupt she and Chi Chi's alone time.

He knocked the door lightly. Chi Chi answered it, friendly smiling at Kakarot. "Bardock told us you were coming. Bulma is in the bedroom. I made you two some snacks and lit some candles. I'll be in the living room, that way you can have some privacy."

Chi Chi had spoken softly, as if in understanding. Kakarot wrapped his arms around her, crushing her to his chest, thanking her softly. Chi Chi patted his back gently.

He walked into Bulma's bedroom and saw that she was sitting cross-legged on the bed, in a thick robe. "Hey, Kakarot."

Kakarot stood by the bedside and offered her a smile. "So, my dad talked to you already?"

Bulma nodded. "Bardock is very concerned about you."

Kakarot blushed, looking down.

"Don't be ashamed, Kakarot. You wouldn't have come here if you didn't want to talk." Bulma said, patting the bed beside her. "Besides, I'm carrying your child, we can't get much closer."

Kakarot chuckled, sitting beside her. "Did you tell you why I want to talk to you?"

"Just that you and Vegeta haven't been together sexually in a while because of your flashbacks." Bulma said, sipping at a cup of tea. "Chi and I had that problem for a long time before I dealt with it."

"How? How did you deal with it?" Kakarot asked, feeling very insecure about this whole thing.

"Well, for one, I stopped worrying about what was going to happen, and worried about what was happening. I wanted to feel good, and Chi was willing to go to any lengths to do that for me. It took time, and a lot of trust, but after focusing so hard on her and how much I loved her, instead of my past, things just fell into place." Bulma explained, keeping a soft smile on her lips.

"I do trust Vegeta."

"Not as much as you think you do. I know, you love him and you trust him to protect you, but he couldn't save you, and some part of you holds onto that. I don't know exactly what happened with Zarbon, but Bardock said you were hysterical. Whatever happened, Vegeta couldn't save you. You don't want to admit that it bothers you, because you don't blame him, but some part of you resents the fact that he couldn't help you."

Kakarot swallowed. "I just want things to go back to how they were weeks ago."

"They will." Bulma reached over to put a hand on his. "I'll help you any way that I can."

For about an hour, the two talked. So far, she was the only person who found out exactly what happened with Zarbon. He told her every gritty detail of his past and she just comforted him. She never judged him, or said ill word of his feelings. He'd broken down his walls, if only to her.

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Vegeta laid in the bed with a wash rag wrapped around icecubes resting on his forehead. He was trying not to get frustrated, but soon, his rut would be full cycle, and he would get angry.

Where the hell was Kakarot?

He growled and threw the rag across the room. Every single sensation was overwhelming him. He couldn't hold out much longer with his sanity intact.

It seemed like ages before Kakarot came into the room. He looked upset with himself, but came over to Vegeta, pulling off his own chest plate.

Vegeta was surprised when Kakarot laid on top of him and kissed him hard on the mouth. His tail whipped up and waved frantically, enjoying the unexpected attention.

Kakarot kissed a hot trail down Vegeta's neck, across his collarbone.

Vegeta grabbed fistfuls of hair on Kakarot's head, moaning as the sensations crashed through him.

"I'll let you do whatever you have to do, Vegeta. I trust you." Kakarot said against his mate's chest, pulling off his spandex.

Vegeta grunted as Kakarot tore off his boxers, literally, and licked up his erection greedily. Kakarot had never been so forward, but it was the hottest thing Vegeta had ever seen.

Kakarot sucked on his cock thoroughly, swallowing it back as much as he could. He wanted to make the prince cum this way. Watching his face scrunch up and his mouth fall open was intoxicating. The sounds falling from the older man was making Kakarot dizzy with need.

Vegeta's climax hit him hard, making stars dance behind his eyes. Kakarot lapped away the bitter essence and looked up at his mate. Dark eyes closed, the prince looked like he was rolling in ecstasy.

Kakarot waited for Vegeta to come back around before speaking.

"Will you be on top?" Kakarot asked, his cheeks burning. Bulma had told him that opening up to Vegeta and allowing some of the fear into their sex life may help him relax. Replace the bad scenarios with good, she'd said.

"I'll be wherever the fuck you want me to be." Vegeta said, sitting up and pulling off Kakarot's undershirt before finishing undressing the other Saiyan completely. Kakarot helped it along, pushing his clothes and moving underneath the prince.

Vegeta was radiating such heat, and Kakarot felt it seep into his skin and settle within him. He wanted the prince.

Vegeta was already rock hard again, taking in the feast of man that laid before him. The boy was perfect. His muscles were well defined, and still managed to not be bulky. His skin was perfectly tanned and even the scars that crossed over his flesh seemed to only add to the beauty of him. The raised, pearly skin was soft to the touch, but Vegeta never dared to touch it during sex before, unsure how the younger man would react. It could scare him away completely.

"You're beautiful." Vegeta said, licking up Kakarot's cock, only meaning to tease him. Kakarot merely moaned in response. Vegeta decided to get bold and run the tip of his tongue up one of the thin scars. A shiver passed through the larger man, making him stiffen.

Never had Vegeta expressed interest in his scars, and it made him worry. He knew this was one of the things that Bulma was talking about. Vegeta wanted to worship his body, and he had to realize that Vegeta was not his previous masters. In fact, Vegeta wasn't his master at all, but his mate. It's a mutual relationship.

Kakarot kept his nervous cries to himself as Vegeta continued to lick and kiss the scars on his upper thighs. The ticklish sensation sent shockwaves to his cock, and his heart was pounding in dread. He was still nervous about all of this. The muscles in his thighs started to tremble slightly, only to be calmed by Vegeta's hand moving softly over them.

"Look at me, Kakarot." Vegeta said, his voice husky from his heat.

Kakarot did as told, prying his eyes open and watching as Vegeta peppered kisses over the region of scars. The dark eyes that met his were hungry, aggressive, but also soft and understanding.

Kakarot bit his bottom lip to keep it from starting to shake.

"I don't want you to think about anyone but me. I want you to enjoy yourself." Vegeta said, bringing back memories of their past encounters. "I will not hurt you. I'm not them."

Kakarot reached down, pulling Vegeta up to rest his face inches above his own. "I know you're not. I just have to replace those memories with good ones." Kakarot ran his hands up and down the prince's arms softly. "Please, help me do that."

Vegeta smirked, sending a wicked look up to his mate. "I'd be happy to."

Moving back down between Kakarot's legs, Vegeta urged them apart gently, kissing all of the scars as he went. He took his time running his tongue over the lines and nipped at his hip bones lightly. Kakarot whimpered, closing his eyes and bucking his hips. Vegeta growled in warning, forcing the other man's eyes to his again. He resumed with his oral assault on the younger man.

Vegeta pulled one of Kakarot's balls into his mouth and massaged the other. Kakarot's back arched and a moan wracked his body. Kakarot reached over with a shaky hand to grab the tube of lube from the bedside table, and tossed it down beside Vegeta.

Vegeta continued sucking on the fruits of his partner and snapped open the bottle, putting a small amount on his fingers. As he moved to the other testicle, he lightly pressed against Kakarot's opening, moaning as his finger moved in and out of his mate's body. The muscle gripped him tightly, allowing him to feel the younger man's tension.

Vegeta looked up to his mate's eyes, noticing they had once again drifted closed. He lifted his mouth from his partner, leaning over to suck dramatically at his hip, successfully getting his attention. He shot a warning glare at the boy before continuing moving his finger, before adding another.

Kakarot did his best to keep focused. He knew he had to. Otherwise, he would be out in his memories again, and he'd end up getting lost.

He watched as Vegeta carefully prepared him. The hungry look in his elder's eyes made heat rush to his groin again, and Vegeta's fingers brushing softly over his prostate brought the moan from his lips.

"That's it, Kakarot. Focus on me." Vegeta chanted. While Vegeta worked, he noticed swollen tissues inside of Kakarot. He never noticed them, but he'd never fingered the warrior for so long. It had to be more scars.

Vegeta growled. It wasn't enough to scar him on the outside, but on the inside too? He knew he was ignorant about Kakarot's past, but he didn't realize it had been so brutal.

Removing his fingers, Vegeta slicked up his cock and leaned forward so he was looking Kakarot in the face. "Are you ready?" Vegeta asked, heat pounding through him. He had to release again soon, or it would only get worse.

Kakarot nodded, wrapping his arms around the prince's neck to pull his head down beside his own. Vegeta pushed his hips forward, burying himself slowly and moaning as heat enveloped his already overheated member.

Kakarot pushed into him as well, meeting his hips and focusing only on the thrusting of his partner's hips. He focused on the growing tension building in his belly, the intimacy of the moment.

The eyes that stared down at his made his heart pound, and the need for his mate ever stronger.

Moans and grunts filled the room as Vegeta smashed his lips to Kakarot's. Warm mouths passed over each other while hands groped and pulled.

Vegeta reached down to stroke Kakarot's cock, gripping firmly and moving quickly. He wanted Kakarot to reach release before him.

"I love you, Vegeta." Kakarot moaned out as he felt the dam break. His seed coated both men's chests, cooling on contact. Kakarot shouted in his ecstasy and the feral sound sent Vegeta over the edge after the very next thrust.

As the men settled down into the bed. As they fell asleep, Kakarot could have sworn Vegeta said, "You too, boy. You, too."
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