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Chapter 18 – Reunited
Goku wakes up groggily
and tries to remember what happened the night before. A smile forms on his face
as memories come back to him.
Running through the hills. Almost panicking.
The sound of the Trans-Oozaru Vegeta behind him.
Into a cave. Darkness. And a dead end. Claws
flashing, teeth shimmering in the dark.
Vegeta’s red eyes…
A stabbing pain in his shoulder as Vegeta bites
him. Life is drained from him as Vegeta drinks him hungrily.
He is flipped to his stomach and pinned down.
Dizziness overtakes him as Vegeta enters him.
He screams. Filled with pain and pleasure, he
howls into the darkness as Vegeta takes him.
Somewhere inside his mind, his words said to
Vegeta a long time ago echo back to him now:
‘Losing to you sounds so good…’
“It was more than just
‘good’, Kakarot,” Vegeta wakes him from his little daydream. “Kami, I really
needed that.”
Goku grins widely. “So
did I…”
“You’re losing
credibility as a former dominant Saiyan, Kakarot. No one likes to lose that much.”
“I do,” Goku says
seductively. “And I’ll kick your ass if you don’t shut up about it now.”
Vegeta smirks.
“Sure you will.”
Goku suddenly focuses
his gaze on a point somewhere outside.
“What?”
He doesn’t need to
answer the question, Vegeta feels it too.
“We’d better take some
senzu and get them to Capsule Corp.”
They soon land next to
the beaten and bloody bodies of Toorah and Mirai Trunks. Vegeta smiles.
“Smart kid,” he says
to Goku. “He convinced Mirai Trunks to bond with him. I don’t think we’ll have
any more problems with the jealousy thing now.”
“I hope not,” Goku
answers. “I’m sick and tired of being forced to fight him all the time.”
“Sounds… familiar…
huh?” Mirai groans, opening one eye.
“Don’t talk, boy. You
need to rest.” Vegeta looks at him affectively as he picks him up. Goku picks
up Toorah and they take off towards Capsule Corp.
Several days later, in
a cabin in the woods…
Mirai Trunks awakes
slowly and recognizes the smell of breakfast.
‘Toorah, thank Kami
for you.’
‘You can thank me
later, koi.’ Toorah’s arrogance surprises Mirai, but he shrugs it off. It’s
impossible to know whether Toorah will wake up as a dominant or a submissive
partner. He gets out of bed and walks into the kitchen. Toorah’s at the
counter, piling up pancakes and other food on two plates.
Mirai grabs his ass
and whispers into his ear: “How about saving breakfast for later?”
“Forget it, koi. I’m
not letting this good food go to waste.” Toorah removes Mirai’s hands
determinedly and sits at the table.
“You’ll have to wait.”
Mirai knows that his
mate is playing games with him and sits down as well.
‘I was never good at
waiting to get what I want,’ he teases Toorah. He slides his foot up Toorah’s
leg and massages his crotch with the toes.
‘You son of a…’
‘If you insist on
waiting, I suggest you eat outside. You know I can’t control myself when you’re
around.’
“Then perhaps you
should learn,” Toorah growls dangerously.
“Teach me,” Mirai says
seductively.
Toorah snarls and
lunges himself at his mate, genuinely pissed off now.
‘Have I ever told you
that you’re beautiful when you’re mad?’
‘Do you have a death
wish?’
Toorah blasts Mirai
right through the wall of the cabin.
‘I am so telling your
dad about this,’ Mirai chuckles.
‘Go right ahead, he’ll
probably whip your ass again for being such a jerk.’
‘Sounds great.’
‘If that’s the way you
want it, that’s the way you get it, Trunks.’
Mirai smirks. He just
won the battle.
Toorah attacks him
ferociously, but Mirai’s already gone. He soon reemerges from the cabin, tying
his sword to his back.
‘I just happen to know
you get off on swords and bare chests,’ he teases some more.
‘That’s a cheap shot.
Everyone does.’ Toorah fires a tractor beam at Mirai, capturing him and pulling
him closer.
‘But have I ever told
you I get turned on even more when the bare chest is helplessly struggling to
get free?’
“Baka. I’m… not…
helpless…”
Mirai keeps
struggling, but fails to break free. “What kind of… attack is this?” he grunts.
Toorah’s face darkens.
“It’s the attack I used on Glacier right before I finished him off.”
Mirai’s eyes grow
wide. It’s nothing like Toorah to remind him of his divine superiority… His
thoughts are interrupted by a blow to the head, almost knocking him out.
He crawls back to his
feet, right in time to be lifted up and pinned to a nearby tree by his mate.
“Unh!”
“Bare chests and
swords… I’ll teach you, you little runt!”
Mirai enjoys every
detail of Toorah’s enraged face.
‘Please do.’
“Ugh… Down with you.”
Toorah pushes Mirai down to his knees, undoing his pants with his other hand.
Mirai grins widely and
takes Toorah’s throbbing arousal into his mouth.
‘Yep, it’s turning you
on alright.’
He feels how Toorah’s
hand grabs his hair and holds his head in place.
‘Oops.’
‘Can’t shut up, can
you?’ Toorah’s thoughts are irritated. He’s pissed at himself because he let
Mirai get to him again.
Looking down on the
purple-haired Saiyan, he thrusts forward just a little harder than he intended
to. Choking noises erupt from his mate.
‘If you keep this up
I’ll puke all over you,’ Mirai warns him.
‘If you keep this up I won’t care about
that.’
Toorah thrusts again,
slower this time, giving Mirai a little time to relax his throat muscles and
deep throat him.
Strong hands turn
Mirai around and push him up against the tree.
“Ah!” Mirai squeezes
his eyes shut as Toorah pokes into him with his fingers.
“What are you
complaining about? I might as well take you now, insolent brat.”
“What’s stopping you?”
Mirai’s blue eyes glance back at him, daring him to lose control.
“Nothing indeed,”
Toorah grins as he tears into Mirai’s tight heat.
Mirai’s hands claw
into the bark of the tree as Toorah hammers into him. Pain and pleasure mix
into bliss as he moves back to meet each new thrust.
A hand circles around
him and starts pumping his arousal. Mirai blacks out for a moments when he
comes.
“That was very
entertaining indeed.”
Red fabric rustles as
a dark form steps out from the shadows of the trees.
Mirai gasps as he
recognizes the cold voice addressing Toorah and him.
“You weren’t so
cooperative when we used to do this, isn’t it, you little bitch?”
“King Vegeta?” Toorah
is confused as he watches how the king approaches them.
“He’s not our King
Vegeta, Toorah,” Mirai hisses. “Be warned.”
“Oh no, I’m definitely
not the same king as the old bastard of this dimension,” the king continues.
“I’d never let anyone become more powerful than me.”
“Our king has nothing
to fear from us,” Toorah says, getting up and pulling up his pants in the
process. “What is your business here?”
“I have come to claim
what is rightfully mine,” King Vegeta says and points to Mirai Trunks.
Toorah steps forward
and assumes a defensive stance in front of Mirai.
“He’s my mate, you
can’t have him.”
King Vegeta cocks an
eyebrow.
“And I thought it was
the Prince that claimed him?”
“We both did.” Vegeta
appears out of nowhere. “Trunks, go find your pants and get ready to fight. We
don’t have much time.”
‘Father?’ Toorah wants
to know what’s going on.
‘I underestimated the
powers of this king,’ Vegeta has to admit. ‘It seems he can control
interdimensional traveling and the rules between this world and Otherworld.’
“Correct. I made sure
that when you die this time, you cannot be wished back, brat. You will
disappear from this realm completely.” King Vegeta smirks.
“So, are you ready to
fight?”
Radditz appears out of
nowhere, joining the Vegeta family.
“We are.”
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