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Prologue
By : Herpb4uDerp
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Extenuating Circumstances

Flashback 6

It's been just over a year since he agreed but they’ve only slept together a handful of times. Although Goku admits, it was mostly because of him because hardly six weeks following the fateful first time, he was suddenly swamped with new responsibilities. Chi Chi loaded onto him more chores than he realized their small house could possibly have because she certainly couldn’t do them. She was expecting! Which, more than anything else, made it difficult to get away.

It was not always his fault though. The few times Goku has managed to get out of the house, away from the fields, away from his son(s!) and wife, the other Saiyan often found an excuse good enough to warrant backing out last minute or, even more often, he never responded at all.

It didn't bother Goku at first; Vegeta attempting to exhaust every possible outlet for stress relief before finally caving to his new vice. He expected that, especially in the beginning. That was just Vegeta.

But now it was starting to feel like he was trying to run away from something he needed just as badly in his own Vegeta way. Even Goku could see it, the way Vegeta automatically tensed up around him now. He didn't used to do that. But because Vegeta never hesitates to throw a punch rather than talk about what’s bothering him, Goku is continually left wondering at the end of their few moments together why Vegeta has to make this so much harder than it needs to be, why he had to make everything harder.

...Speaking of-

He rolls his eyes and lets out a disappointed sigh because he has finally found a moment alone to search out the offending ki and it is still in the Gravity room, spiking erratically for the second day in a row and by now he has learned that means Don’t Bother Me.

Goku wants to confront him so badly. It had been three months since their last time and now that Goku knew what release was really supposed to feel like, he was starting to become very familiar with the frustration of being denied it. But he leaves him alone for now. Vegeta would eventually break. He always did.

It's not quite a day later when Goku gets a somewhat frantic call from Bulma asking him to drag the other Saiyan out.
"...Can't you shut it down?" He cringes thinking about how pissed off Vegeta will be if he ITs to him without warning.
"He figured out how to disable my controls. I'm working on getting a back channel to the damn thing but until then I can't disable it remotely. He must have damaged something inside the chamber."
"Aw, Bulma, there's gotta be another way." He was already starting to walk himself though counters and dodges for the blows he knew were coming.
"Get him out of there and I'll buy out the Ramen place on 5th for an entire day just for you even though you were kicked out."
"The all you can eat one?"
"The all you can eat one."
He weighs his options seriously now that he had an excuse. Guilt and worry begin to twist and turn in his stomach and he wonders if Vegeta really has been in there just training for three days straight.
"Ok." He hangs up and presses two fingers to his forehead and focuses on the other only pure Saiyan's Ki.
When he reappears into the crushing pressure he has to immediatly jump back to avoid the elbow flying towards his rib cage. Vegeta loses balance and lets out a startled noise. He stops and looks up at Goku,
"Get out!"
The younger Saiyan doges a sloppy, slow punch. "But Bulma said-"
Vegeta throws another clumsy hit. "I don't care what Bulma said. Get! Out!" As Goku dodges a kick he notices the control panel has been torn apart exposing several frayed sparking wires.
He motions his head to it, "Is that why she can't shut it down?"
"I can't either." He says with a grumble.
"What?! Vegeta! How are you supposed to leave?"
"I'm not!" His step falters and he nearly falls into Goku who catches him by the shoulders. "I'm not." he says more quietly on the verge of unconsciousness.
He sighs heavily, "Let's get you out of here."
Vegeta pushes against him and forcing only himself back, stumbling the whole way, "No. No! Fuck you!"
"Vegeta..." he takes a step toward him, "don't make me do this."
"Do what!? I'll fuckin-"
It only takes one knock out punch to put him down. Goku picks him up, throws him over his shoulder and transports to Bulma.
"Your delivery ma'am. One Saiyan, out of commission." He considers dropping him at her feet to spite Vegeta, and to spite her a little bit for getting the best of Vegeta, not the pissed-off-all-the-time Vegeta, not the I-hate-myself-for-wanting-you Vegeta, not the I-train-myself-to-death-so-I-can-need-you-less Vegeta. But he thinks better of it as he watches her type away with a cigarette burned down to the filter hanging from the corner of her mouth because he considers maybe she has seen those sides of him.
Sometimes he wishes he could ask her about Vegeta. If anyone was capable of understanding him, it was her. But Goku had lately made a habit of instead, saying very little to her. He was not quite sure how to talk to her anymore now that they were sharing her husband without her knowledge.

She lets out a sigh of relief, "Thanks Goku, I'll make sure I come through on my promise." She talks still clicking away on her keyboard.
"Where do you want me to put him?" He looks around the lab which has papers and graphs, and various equipment on every surface.
"Shit. Can you... can you actually take him upstairs? I've got to finish this code for the Gravity Room. If I pause now I'll-"
"Yeah, not a problem."
"Thanks. I owe you big time!" she calls to him as he walks out of the lab.
He wanders around the house trying to remember the maze that is Capsule Corp. He opens several doors finding only closets, guest rooms and offices. He finds one that looks like a pantry and makes a mental note to not forget that it's the third door on the left from the kitchen.
He finally finds what must be their bedroom. What he assumes to be Bulma's side is messy, her clothes scattered, a few work papers, two books on the nightstand... He smiles softly at Vegeta's side which is bare and extremely neat. Nothing unnecessary. Nothing out of place. Goku drops him unceremoniously onto the bed and takes a minute to appreciate the sweat still glistening on his skin.
"You're a real asshole, you know that?"
He turns to walk out of the room but something grips his wrist and stops him. When he looks back he sees Vegeta sitting up barely managing his usual scowl.
"Thanks." He says, his voice scratched by fatigue.
"Yeah... well, I would have let you stay in there if it wasn't for Bulma."
"I know."
Goku frowns trying to figure out what that means. Why Vegeta thanked him if he knew that or if that meant Vegeta knew it wasn't true.
"Spar. Tomorrow."
"Vegeta." Goku lets out a soft scoff, “That’s not why I- ...” He pulls his wrist from Vegeta's grasp, "Get some rest." Then he disappears.

***

Vegeta had been exhausted and probably concussed when he had said what he said. Goku knew better than to take him seriously. So naturally he was not expecting him the next day when he heard the knock at the door interrupting his bickering with Chi Chi over why he's not out sowing the fields.
"It's still too early for radishes, Chi! I can’t-" He tries to keep reasoning with her but her attention has already turned.
"Well? Are you gonna answer it?"
He huffs and walks towards the door. There's a momentary hesitation before turning the knob but sure enough, he is greeted by a cross-armed agitated looking Saiyan. Looking like he's in as good a mood as ever.
"Can I help you?" he asks with genuine curiosity though to Vegeta it sounded uncommonly rude.
"Kakarot." He says with clear annoyance directed solely at Goku and not a damn thing else in this world, "Did you forget about our spar?"
"What?"
"Yesterday, I told you we would spar, today. You didn't disagree."
They both hear Chi Chi click her tongue loudly before muttering, "Of course."
"Unless I'm interrupting something?" He asks with raised brow and looks past him at his cross wife who is holding the small, dark haired most recent addition to the Son bloodline in her arms.
"No." Goku walks out shutting the door behind him. "We were just... talking."
"I don't want to pull you away from anything that requires your more immediate attention." He says with a taunting curve on the right side of his mouth.
"I said you weren't interrupting. Let's go." He was still trying to figure out the nuances of Vegeta, what he meant when they spoke yesterday and suddenly Goku had the unsettling feeling that he'd never quite figure him out.

He lets Vegeta lead the way and they land not far from Mt Paozu in a heavily forested grove. The sound of running water isn't far off and it's just warm enough for Goku to want to test the waters instead of enter into an exhausting battle.
He looks around at the closed-in woody environment and frowns, "...This isn’t a very good area for a s-"
Without warning he is slammed against a tree with Vegeta's teeth scraping against his neck and hard, powerful, hips grinding on his. He lets out a gasp that is half confused half relieved.
"Then take us somewhere else."
"O-ok" He feels the older saiyan's fingers work on removing his clothing. "Is spar some kind of codeword now?" He smiles to himself.
"Now. Take us somewhere else, now!" Vegeta rips off their shirts.
"I'm trying." he pants out without even attempting.
"You're not trying very hard." Vegeta grabs Goku’s hand and presses it to his forehead. "Off world. Take us. Now." He feels Goku's legs wrap around him and pull him closer. Vegeta presses his other hand underneath Goku's thigh for support and squeezes. "Ff- Kakarot-" he growls.

"I can't focus when you do that. You have to stop, Vegeta, st-ah!" he tilts his head back against the bark which is slowly being ground away by his shoulders and back. He feels something warm and wet run along the palm that is trying to push Vegeta's face away from his neck. Goku cracks his eyes open to see that it is Vegeta’s tongue between his middle and index fingers. Goku lets out a shakey breath as he watches Vegeta take them into his mouth with the most obscene expression of carnal lust he's ever seen. “Ah-” Changed my mind. Don’t stop- please don’t sto- He bites his lip and pulls his fingers away from Vegeta’s mouth because he wants to see Vegeta make that face again but to Goku's disappointment Vegeta uses their absence to speak instead.

"Stop? But Kakarot-" he grins as Goku's hand runs from his face down his chest and leans in, "It's been so long." The younger Saiyan feels the low whispers against his neck. He can feel the heated desperation racking through the narrower frame as teeth begin to sink in to his skin.

"Do you think it’s easier for, ah, me? When you wait until you get like this?" Goku can feel the trunk beginning to splinter behind him, creaking under the force of their grinding hips and he smiles because he knows it's going to be rougher than usual. Vegeta waited a long time and Goku knows now that the longer Vegeta waits, the harder he trains. The harder he trains, the harder he breaks. The harder he breaks, the harder he-

Goku never thought he'd enjoy such a violent excuse for intimacy, but then again he'd always found Vegeta's intensity... alluring.

"Yes." Vegeta admits.

Goku lets out a shuddering breath when he feels Vegeta finally pull away from him. He closes his eyes and finds the willpower to focus. He tries to remember where the last planet was they went as he feels Vegeta strip his pants away but pays no attention. He reaches his ki out to another far away and-
"Ah!" He throws his head back, smashing it into the tree, "OW! Sh-" He's not sure if his head hurts more or the sudden entry, but it doesn't matter because as soon as Vegeta starts thrusting all he can get out are noises of surrender.
His fingers find the line of division between the older Saiyan's shoulder blades and trapezius muscles. He feels Vegeta start pounding into him with reckless abandon as soon as he squeezes. He sighs into his shoulder and his legs constrict tighter around his waist. So much for... getting away...
The tree starts cracking and Goku unwraps his legs enough to buckle Vegeta's knees and quickly shift them to the ground before they uproot it completely. He sits on top straddling Vegeta's hips. He shivers as he feels Vegeta’s cock pulse with need inside of him. He looks down and suddenly realizes they’ve never been in this position before and Vegeta was waiting for him to move.

Oh. He liked that. He liked that a lot. But there's too much uncertainty in his movements as he struggles to figure out a rhythm and start lifting himself up and down, or should I go back and forth? Does he want me to go faster? Do I want me to go faster? Maybe I should go Super Saiya-?

Vegeta grumbles with irritation before flipping them back over and pistoning in and out of him with relentless speed. He did not have the patience for hesitant near-virginal experimentation right now. He had put this off far too long and was way past the point of no return. He was going to get his and he was going to get it now.
"Ah, but Vegeta~ I liked that! You didn't even let me, ah, try! Hn~ what- what did you want me to, ah, do? I can- let me-" He tries to roll them back over but Vegeta denies his attempts and continues.

Although he had to admit, he was kind of flattered and impressed by Kakarot’s unwavering commitment to figuring out how to please him, how to make the most of their time together... and he decides maybe it was overdue for him to start doing the same because despite the guilt and denial eating at him, this affair wasn’t going away anytime soon, No. Not with that face it isn’t. Vegeta looks down at the wide open blushing smile that could say no evil before locking on to the dark half lidded eyes that were always asking for more, more, more; whether they were fucking or fighting he was always asking Vegeta to give him his all and although he tried, he tried so hard to deny him, in the end he never could.

So Vegeta grips Goku’s wrists. First one, then the other and he pins them to the ground because he had something in particular he wanted to give Kakarot for always being so patient. But first-

"Is what I want not clear enough right now?" He grunts between strokes.
"V-vegeta, wait- what are you- Iet go, I want to- ah" He tries to free one of his wrists so he can reach between them and catch up to Vegeta but it’s already too late. He feels the angle change followed shortly by the hard jarring thrusts of completion that would have broken anyone else and suddenly Goku’s laying there with eyes closed, mouth ajar, completely… unsatisfied.

Vegeta had never not finished him before and he opens his eyes as he feels Vegeta pull out of him, the older Saiyan’s chest still heaving from the exertion, and moves to stop him,
"Wait…but I’m not… you didn’t let me..."
Vegeta nods weakly still catching his breath. "I know." He says before dipping his face down to Goku's chest and letting his nose ghost the center line towards his abdominals.
He feels Goku prop himself up on his elbows and looks up only to be met by that infuriating pout.
"What?" Vegeta bites out.
"I- ...You're going to punish me for something that's your fault?"
"What? No, you idiot. Why the fuck would I do that? ...What’s my fault?” he scrutinizes Goku's face which was flustered by betrayal and tries to figure out where he got an idea like that. He is not that naive, is he? "Kakarot, what do you think I'm about to do?"
The younger Saiyan shrugs and looks away embarrassed. "I don't know. ...Leave me like this?” He gestures to his achingly hard member which is now so painfully close to Vegeta's touch.
Vegeta lets out a short laugh, "No.” He smirks, “I am not going to just leave you like this, Kakarot. Even I am not that cruel.” Then he lets the tip of his nose touch the Adonis belt of Goku’s waist so Goku can feel the hot air from his breath against his skin as he speaks, “You asked me what I wanted... and I decided I wanted to teach you something since you always seem so-" he leans in even closer and lets a warm growl echo from his chest through his bared smiling teeth, “fond of new things.” He bites deeply into the skin where Goku’s thigh meets his groin.
"Aaah~ ah~ Vegeta” he says breathlessly, “Y-you're not...ah, mad at me?"
"No more than usual." He begins letting his teeth glide against and nip at taut abdominal muscles. "Should I be?"
"Ah, yeah. We're... we never left. We're still on Earth. You didn’t let me focus. You wouldn’t stop. So I couldn’t … take us."
Vegeta pauses and involuntarily shifts his gaze to their surroundings, then quickly back to the sweat drenched body less than an inch away that he had just been happily caressing with his canines.

He remains frozen there. His brain is still clicking together; trying to process how he hadn't noticed... or more importantly how he lost control… . trying to figure out if he should even care now… after the fact, and how the hell Kakarot could make me break my own rules so effortlessly? He suppresses the rage that flashes through him, the urge to hold his own lack of discipline against the other Saiyan because Vegeta truly wasn't that cruel anymore, he really couldn’t just leave him here like this.

"My conditions still apply!" He forces out after a moment of silence in which his thoughts were quickly turning self depreciative.
“...Are you su-” Goku begins to tease.
"Yes! I just made… an exception! … because I liked..." he looks around at the forest he had never been to before, “this place… and…. it's not like anyone interrupts... our spars anymore-” He cuts himself off by pressing on with what he had originally intended to do. "Just shut up, Kakarot, do you want to learn something useful or not?"
Goku nods with a curious smile.
"Good. Then I expect you to to be able to do this as well as I do once I've finished." He looks at him seriously then opens his mouth with a pissed off look on his face. Goku thinks he's going to waste more time yelling at him until he starts running his tongue along the underside of his shaft and suddenly Goku's only worry is that he'll come the instant he feels the warm slick contact. A tremor runs through his body as the tip of Vegeta's tongue runs over a particularly sensitive spot.
Vegeta grins at the reaction he drew out of Goku, "I'm guessing no one’s ever done this for you, have they?"
"Ah, no." Goku says head leaned back, eyes closed. "Never."
"What a shame.” He only half teases. “Don't pull my hair. Or I won't do it again. I'm not some whore you can maneuver around."
"Uh-huh."
Vegeta wraps his hand around the base and his mouth around the tip. His tongue begins to swirl around the head. He thinks he hears Goku use profanity for the first time but he's not sure so he pushes his mouth further and further down, until there is no more to take, trying to get him to say it again but he never does. Instead, a hand whips to the back of Vegeta's head and clutch a fistful of his hair as he swallows around him. He pauses then lets the hums of laughter rumble in his throat as he feels Goku shakily, release his grip in favor of attempting to gently press him down. Well, he's not pulling. So he lets him.
"Ah, Vegeta" He feels his body turn to mush as Vegeta starts bobbing up and down, hollowing out his cheeks with each surge upwards. The older Saiyan squeezes the base a little harder and begins to deliver slow twisting stokes in rhythm with his mouth. The action elicits a deep moan from Goku that encourages him to go a little faster.
He can feel the muscles in Goku's thighs tensing as he traces up the ridges of his stomach with his free hand and rakes his fingertips down Goku’s side leaving deep red welts in their wake. He can see out of the corner of his eye Goku’s fingers curled into the dirt pulling up the grass as he begins to arch his back and buck his hips, driving himself deeper into Vegeta’s mouth. He's not even going to last long enough for me to-
Suddenly Goku stiffens underneath him and the warm taste of salt fills his mouth. He waits for him to finish completely before leaning back and spitting what little didn’t go straight down his throat into the grass beside them.
"That-" Goku says still reeling. "was... the best thing.... I’ve ever-" He finishes his sentence by exhaling loudly with appreciation.
"Hn." Vegeta wipes his mouth on his forearm. "Good. You get the idea then.” He gets up and starts walking towards the sound of water. “Now we’ll have to see what you do with it."
Goku watches him for a moment before following with a grin.

My conditions still apply, he had said and they do still try to make it off planet, but sometimes, maybe more and more often... extenuating circumstances... permit exceptions... that Goku continues to insist, much to Vegeta's chagrin because he knows the idiot is right, he can't be held solely accountable for.
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