Unbeaten Paths | By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4882 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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At least—it should have been. He distinctly remembered Gohan being a prick about him and Vegeta being together and that meant that Gohan shouldn’t have been lying there, on the floor, naked. With his brother (with Goku’s brother.) He turned his head to look at Vegeta but his mate wasn’t there, he was picking up a blanket off the couch (that was a girl thing—women always left blankets on the couch) and he dropped it on his son and Radditz (who was also naked.)
“Vegeta…” he whispered. It was a strange sort of feeling in his stomach-ache, like he wanted to scream at the top of his lungs about how this was a vast injustice (and it was.) HIS SON—his ‘but daddy you don’t want to be happy you want to miserable like me and isn’t Vegeta just a horrible person? Son—WAS NAKED AND BRUISED AND COVERED IN QUESTIONABLE THINGS ON THE FLOOR WITH RADDITZ.
“Breath Kakarot,” was Vegeta highly-amused reply. Like he wasn’t all worried about Gohan’s mental health. After all it was just so normal for a person to have hickeys all over one’s bodies and Radditz’ back should have scratches on it and Gohan’s hips should have hand-shaped bruises. (His thighs too.)
“Dad!” That was Goten, crashing into the house through the front door and Trunks was right behind him. They were grinning and breathless (and bruised and all, but these two he knew were together.) He stopped short when Gohan sat up and looked at them with slack-jawed amazement. Radditz just grumbled something and rolled his head around to lay it on his arm a different way. “Whoa,” Goten said and then he fell on the floor and started laughing.
“Wha?” Gohan said, blinked, licked his lips and looked around him. “What are you doing here?”
“What are WE DOING HERE?!” Goku yelped, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”
“Sleeping,” Gohan mumbled. He looked down at the blanket like he was confused by it and scratched his chest (over one of the many hickeys) before dropping back to the floor and closing his eyes again like he could just go back to sleep after his father found him in compromisable situations with Radditz.
Vegeta was still smirking. Goten managed to stop laughing long enough to crawl back to his feet and Trunks had a strange look on his face that was almost disbelief. But he shrugged it off and looked at his father and Goku.
“This is NOT normal. Vegeta—fix it.”
“How?”
“Kill Radditz!” It seemed like a good idea, although even he took note to the fact that he wasn’t growling when he said his brother’s name anymore, so he supposed that was a step in the right direction. Except that the big bastard chose that moment to climb to his feet.
The boys’ eyes got really big and then they looked at one another and smirks broke out on their faces. Radditz didn’t seem to care much, he scratched his stomach and yawned, shook his head to get his hair behind his shoulders and walked off toward the bathroom like it was so normal.
“Wow,” Goten murmured.
“Must be a genetic thing,” Trunks added.
Vegeta was now glaring at his son (which was the wrong person too late to be glaring at) and Trunks grabbed his boyfriend and decided that it was time to leave because the two of them disappeared really quickly after their ambiguous comments.
“You can go kill him now, Kakarot,” Vegeta said.
And that would have been fun, but Gohan sat up again and glared at him. “I was sleeping.” Like it was such a hassle for them to be interrupting him. It wasn’t like he was in the shower or trying to get laid or have a good day or fly or sit or any of the times that Gohan had interrupted him and Vegeta to bitch about how awful they were.
“But…but…Gohan—you’re not gay!”
To this he got a sleepy look. “Too tired.” And he collapsed back down to the floor to keep sleeping. The shower came on in the bathroom and Radditz was cursing in some language he didn’t understand but Vegeta smirked really big.
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His dad and Vegeta didn't leave until Radditz reappeared from the shower dripping water everywhere. He crawled to his feet, kept the blanket wrapped around his waist (it was a habit, this modesty thing, because most of him thought it was more than a little silly that he even cared about modesty at this point. His whole family had come into the living room and found him in his current state. He had nothing left to hide.) Then he went off to the shower. When he finished there (and it took a while) he came back out to the living room and found that his father and Vegeta were gone.
Radditz was slouching on the couch (naked) and eating.
"You bruise too easily," Radditz said.
Gohan looked at the mess in the hallway, the bathroom, the living room, the kitchen and at the single empty bottle of jack on the floor. Then at Radditz. Felt that part of him that was always stepping away from the problem and trying to get out of the way waking up agian and taking charge. His stomach felt sick and he had a headache that made him almost want to cry.
Radditz just gave him a look, and darted forward, curled his hand in the blanket that was on his waist and pulled him forward. Gohan stumbled, felt the hand on his waist and fell on Radditz. His legs were parted and he was straddling (naked) Radditz. The big bastard pulled the blanket out from between them but let him keep it wrapped around his back and shoulders--cacooning them in it.
He whimpered when the hands stroked his thighs, and the tail wrapped around his knee. "We don't have any lube left." He said, and Radditz laughed at him, pulled him closer so he could feel the warmth of skin against him. Felt the weight of Radditz' hands on his thigh and wrapping around his waist again.
"You're such a human," Radditz said, and he curled his lip like this was an unattractive quality. (Then again, it probably was an unattractive quality to a real Saiyan. Vegeta hadn't been too fond of them when he first showed up either.) His hand moved down Gohan's back and he wiggled away from it, closer to Radditz, pressed agianst his stomach and leaned forward to curl his hands into the back of the couch. That inverted feeling of what the fuck came back to him and he tried to figure out just what had happened to him.
Why was it that nothing in his life was ever his choice? Had he ever really been happy with anything? Honestly? He remembered when he was really little he had liked his father, had liked sparring because it was fun. But his mother had always made it seem like a bad thing, and then it had been a bad thing--his father had died because he wasn't good enough and then that stupid Saiyanman thing--still trying to be as good as your father, Gohan? Then Videl. He remembered being happy with Videl for a little while.
Looking at Radditz now, he wasn't happy. It didn't make him all tingly and achy. It just was, and the stirring between his legs just was, some sort of physical response to the warm hand that was on his skin. He clenched his teeth and felt the perilously stupid tears of frustration in his eyes, felt his hands curl tighter in to the couch and rocked his hips against Radditz--shocked the hell right out of him apparenlty because the hand on his waist tightened and a smirk spread across the bastard's face.
The hand on his waist moved around, and he was lifted up, he released his handfuls of the couch and Radditz stood up with him agianst his stomach, Gohan curled his arm around the broad shoulders and wrapped his hand up in the spiky black hair. Radditz carried him to the kitchen, and set him on the counter (they lost the blanket on the way.) He started to look around for something but Gohan curled his hand in the hair tighter and pulled him up to kiss him. Opened the mouth under his (he was taller this way) and stabbed down into it with his tongue, rubbed his tongue on the teeth and the tongue that rose to meet his. Radditz' mouth was hot, and he jerked his hips forward at the thought of it. Hot and wet.
Gohan pulled back and looked at Radditz. His erection throbbed between them, and he tugged on the hair, down, tipped the head under his hand so he was looking at his erection and pushed down. Radditz looked at him--his eyes were darker than even Goku's--and then he smirked again and pulled him off the couch, reached behind him and grabbed something but Gohan didn't care because Radditz sank down to his knees and ran his tongue over Gohan.
The mouth closed around him and it was even hotter there and wet, he surged forward, felt his hand tighten in the hair and Radditz moved with him. Sucked on him, and ran his tongue over him. (Videl had never been any good at this.) He felt the throat swallowing and the ripple of the mouth, felt the barest edge of teeth and Radditz started bobbing his head back and forth, taking him in deeper everytime.
He sucked in a breath when a finger pressed against him again, and then into him again. It almost ached, but Radditz finger was slippery and hot like the mouth around him, it rubbed against his prostate until he couldn't breath and it was only the grip he held on Radditz' hair that kept him standing as he jerked his hips forward into the wet heat of the mouth aruond him and then back against the fingers (there were two now) that probed deep inside of him.
He felt the spark in his head, the strangeness of the air around him, that wave-sound that always proceeded the breaking of power and he gasped for air, bent his knees and sank lower, spreading his thighs open and giving Radditz room to push deeper into him. He felt the sweat slipping down his back and chest and licked his lips because his mouth felt empty and dry.
"Fuck" he whispered.
Radditz moved away from his erection, pulled down as he moved so he was sitting against the wall behind him. Gohan was panting hard and his eyes closed because his vision was spotty, he moved his hands from Radditz' hair to his own and rolled his hips, whimpered and whined as the fingers left him and he was pulled down, felt the hard press of Radditz against him and jerked down, sank onto him in one move and moaned.
Fingers were on his back, he dropped his hands down, pressed them against Radditz' sweaty shoulders and moved on him, slowly at first, cautious thrusts as he shivered and then harder, until he was fucking himself with Radditz' erection and pounding down against his lap, his thighs quivered and his muscles burned, and he knew he was crying out with every movement but it didn't matter.
He wasn't thinking and it was a blissful change.
Radditz ran his hands over him as he moved and matched his cries with little grunts and growls, and jerked up when Gohan thrust down. It burst around him, and he felt tears on his face because it wasn't quite enough yet, he ground against the heat and hardness in him, and opened his eyes, looked at Radditz, and jerked his face up, sucked on his mouth again, stabbed his tongue down into him, moved harder and faster, and his neck hurt from the awkward way he kissed Radditz, but it was better this way.
When it broke, he shivered so hard Radditz had to wrap his arms around him and up close like that, panting together, he thought--dizzily--that this might be happiness.
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Radditz: *smirk*
Goku: NONNONONONONONONONONO!~ That's not right!
Vegeta: *oi* Why don't you just go find a lemon and get over it?
Goten: Now seriously--when are me and Trunks going to be in the story again?
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