Moments In A Life | By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3823 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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There weren’t a lot of watches lying around the time chamber, and as far as he had looked, there was no real sense of time, no clock, no nothing but the endless white nothing of the interior. He couldn’t tell if seconds were passing or minutes or hours and it was driving him fucking insane. What sort of person leaves a man alone inside of a time chamber? Cruel people. People like him; he would be laughing his ass off if one of the other idiots had been stuck in this place and walking around in a constant pacing thing waiting for the idiot to get his ass backo tho the time chamber. (WHAT was taking so long anyway? WHAT in the hell could he be doing?)
He hated waiting. He hated waiting more than he hated anything and here he sat waiting. WAITING. Not acceptable. It was entirely unacceptable. In fact, he couldn’t remember anything be more unacceptable. The last time he had waited around for someone his wi…Bulma had come home pregnant and e up up dying.
If the idiot came home pregnant he would kill him. Right now. Just murder him and he wouldn’t even sniffle about it when it was finished. Just step over the mangled corpse and leave this damn torture chamber that twisted time around until it felt like DAYS had passed. Days? He was being dramatic. It couldn’t really have been days.
Then the idiot did come back and he stank like the Namek and his pretty little ex-wife. So he punched him. Felt it was perfectly fair to punch him, perfectly justifiable and the moron was lucky that he didn’t do more.
Removing entire sections of the idiot's body seemed justifiable to him. There was no tail to cut off, but he damn sure would make the bastard grow one back just so he could have the endless pleasure of cutting it off again for the stupidity of just leaving him here to rot in this endless white bullshit forEVER!
Then the moron kissed him. He smirked and said his little piece "They don't have words for what I'm going to do to you..." or whatever, then the hand around his back, warm and large and the one on his arm, the lips against his that weren't petal little lips soft and open beneath his. They were Kakarot. Strange, but the whole kiss was exactly like the baka. Seemingly so innocent and so oblivious and yet there was that uncurrent of such intensity, such single minded focus that it went directly from thnguengue that touched his to his groin.
Kakarot made noises, breathy noises and his hands pulled Vegeta against him, tighter so their hips rubbed together and he felt the hardness digging into him, opened the kiss wider and tilted his head so Kakarot's face was under his. Ran his hands over skin wherever he could reach it and felt the shiver under him, between his knees in the body that was pressed against his.
"It's been too long..." Kakarot whined. "Come on 'Geta..." Hands sliding up his shirt, pushing it up so it bunched under his arms then he raised them and let Kakarot strip him down to his skin, pressed him back into the white endlessly nothingness of the room and pulled the ugly orange thing off him. The blue shirt too and straddled one strong thigh, leaned down over him so their bodies were pressed together and wrapped his hand around Kakarot's hot, pulsing erection. "Fuck..." was the breathless sound, then his eyes closed and his head tipped back. Pink tongue on reddened lips and his heart was thumping hard against his chest so that Vegeta could feel it like he was, drapped over Kakarot. He rolled his hips into the thigh between his knees.
"Do you want me to?" he asked, kept his voice low and watched one eye crack open and look at him, then slide closed as he pressed his fingers against the vein on Kakarot's erection. "Fuck you? Turn you on your knees and ride you until you can't breath? Fill you up and make you beg my name?"
Kakarot curled his hands up into fists and shook helplessly as his hips thrust up hard into Vegeta's hand, in time with his words, stronger and stronger but Vegeta loosened his grip and loved the noise that his needy lover made then. "Ve-ge-ta..."
"I'd take you hard, Kakarot...and fast. Fuck you as a super saiyan..." He tightened his hand then and stroked faster, with each word, then loosened again, felt the tension coiling tighter in Kakarot's body and grinned. "Then slow. One stroke at a time. Until you can't stand it." Each word slow and measured, each movement of his hand rising a whine that was perfection coming from his lover. "...Want that?"
Kakarot was hardly breathing, panting and biting on his knuckle, thrusting his hips up into a grip that wasn't even slightly tight enough to make it any good for him, just enough to touch, just enough that it had to be frustrating. Saw the film of tears in those black eyes when they opened and one hand grabbed him behind the neck and pulled him up, closed the hot mouth over his and sucked on him.
"I don't care..." Kakarot whined, "I don't care... Anything. Please."
Hm. It didn't seem as satisfying this way, didn't seem sporting to make him beg, so Vegeta kissed him again and slid back down, tightened his hand and stroked him hard and fast until he choked on a sob and came hard all over his hand. Then he sat back and licked his hand while Kakarot tried to catch his breath, shivering in the cool of the time chamber.
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When he felt he could open his eyes again and breath he pushed himself up and looked at Vegeta, sitting there, licking his hand and smirking like he was so damn superior, like he was the only one that could make anyone so under their will. He had his own way of getting even, thank you, and he wasn't about to let the bastard push him around just because he thought that he was so much better. Quantity did not necessarily equal quality. Goku might not have had as many sexual partners as Vegeta but he knew what he was doing when it came to his own body.
So, what did he do? Got up, walked into the bathroom, found the lubrication (Why did they have lube in the time chamber? Which brought him back to Piccolo's comment about rugburn, proper preparation and 'unpleasant experiments' what exactly was the Namek talking about?)and walked back into the room where they slept, that was piled with pillows. Kicked them away from the wall and crouched, spread his knees wide and balanced with his shoulders on the wall. Opened the cap and looked at Vegeta who was standing there, still sucking on his finger, then without looking squeezed the lube out onto his fingers coated them (excessively he thought, but excessive was better than the alternative) and dropped his hand down between his legs where he was starting to harden once more, just from the heat of Vegeta's eyes on his skin. He licked his lips and pressed one large blunt finger against his entrance, made a whimper, like the sound of Vegeta's name and pushed in.
Vegeta's hips jerked forward.
Then he tippes hes head back against the wall, bared his throat and pushed another finger in. Held still for a moment, just to make sure Vegeta knew what he was doing, just so he could see, then moaned and moved his fingers. Hard and fast, like Vegeta said, probing deep into him, right up against his prostate until he was gasping for breath again and his jerking arm was rubbing his erection in time. Felt the tightening of his own body around his fingers, the pulse and the heat and wondered what that felt like.
"Kakarot," was Vegeta's voice that interrupted him, and he looked at him, found that Vegeta was close, so close, and opened the tube again, pulled his fingers free and coated his hardness with the lubrication. Then Vegeta dropped to his knees and pushed him away from the wall so he fell to his hands and knees, one hand on his hip the other running down his ass and then one last sound, like a whimper maybe, before he was impaled in one stroke.
"Oh, fuck," he whispered and closed his eyes again, saw the sunburst of color that exploded as Vegeta rubbed right against his prostate, rocking endlessly and pressing tight against him until he couldn't breath.
Bastard
"Come on," he said through hard sobs of breath, "Fuck me." He tried to move his hips, but Vegeta held him still.
"Power up, Kakarot," was the command, and he felt Vegeta's ki climbing, wondered if it was possible to destroy the time chamber, figured it had to be because Buu had done it and wondered if they would forgive him for destroying their precious time chamber by rutting wildly as a super saiyan.
"Higher," Vegeta said, lingering on that limit between powerful and super powerful. Still pressing against him and rolling his hips. He bit into his tongue and forced his power level to rise but his body was out of his control and he wasn't fighting, it was difficult to gather that kind of energy. He held onto as hard as he could and Vegeta gave a yell and insanely grew inside of him, harder and hotter and he could feel that flickering wave of ki that surrounded them all the time inside of him, rolling through him as Vegeta chuckled and ran his hand down his back. "Alright?"
He nodded, at least he was fairly certain he nodded. Not that it mattered, Vegeta started to thrust into him slow and evenly, over and over until his head was swaying with the thrusts and his tongue was bleeding from how he had bitten it. Every thrust got a whimper and his palms were sweaty against the floor, his knees felt bruised and Vegeta let his power level drop back to normal as the thrusts grew deeper and faster. But hoppeopped (always the master of control) and panted against his back. He felt the hesitation in his lover before the words were said:
"I want to see your face."
Goku whined when Vegeta pulled free, rolled onto his side and grabbed Vegeta, pushed him down to the ground, wrapped his hand (still slick with lube and now slicker with his own sweat) around Vegeta's erection and held him still as he sank down onto him. Vegeta yanked the pillows back over to them and piled them behind him, every shift of his body brushing against Goku internally until he was sucking on his own tongue.
"Baka." Vegeta said. Looked at him and ran hands down his skin. Really looked at him as he started to move and he felt like he was been seen for the first time ever. Strange.
Strange that it was Vegeta.
"Kak..a...Kakarot," Vegeta said, almost like a plea. But there was no please, there was no hurry, there was not 'its been a while for me too...' just his name and the look on Vegeta's face that said these things. So he tightened around him and moved as best he could with the disjointed thrusts of his hips against the erection inside of him. Vegeta licked his hand again and closed it around his erection, stroked him with every thrust.
"Okay..." he said in a pant and leaned frd, rd, pressed his hands on either side of Vegeta and moved faster, panted and Vegeta's hand fell away as his erection pressed into the hard stomach, he was taller than Vegeta this way too, and he whined about that, but it was a stupid thing to whine about. Said his lover's name over and over in his mind but it didn't make it to his lips and he couldn't get to that point, couldn't get over it, Vegeta was getting stiffer beneath him, breathless, shaking and so close, and he felt that it was there, but he couldn't reach it. Everything throbbed, everything pulsed, and his heart was beating so hard, his hands curled back into fists and he felt the erratic rise and fall of his ki.
Vegeta's breath ran over his chest, one of his hands went around his back and he whimpered at the contact, felt the hot breath and the a hot tongue on his chest, running over his skin, licking him, lips and then suction and he yelled then, whatever, just yelled out something and Vegeta released in him as he came against Vegeta again and tried to support his weight on his shaking arms.
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Goku: hm. *looks pleased*
Vegeta: Gasp!
Goku: Yeah, normally YOU get the multiple orgasms!
Vegeta: Advantages of being the uke.
Goku: *is applying for permanant change in position.*
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