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Saiyan Enlightenment	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4571 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Saiyan Enlightenment
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-29
- 31-30
- 32-32
- 33-33
- 34-34
- 35-35
- 36-36
- 37-37
- 38-38
- 39-39
- 40-40/End
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Saiyan
Enlightenment

Sequel to The Meaning of
Pride

Card

Disclaimers and Warnings and Author�s Snarky
Comments:

A.
Lets all sing: This is the fic
that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friends, some people started reading
it, not knowing what it was and they�ll keep reading it forever just because
this is the fic that never ends�

B.
*cough * I do not own DB, DBZ, or DBGT. If I did DB �GT� would be �Group Therapy� and DBZ would be about
Goku�s quest to get Vegeta sweaty and naked (and trapped under him while he had
his wicked way with him.)

C.
This is a CONTINUATION of The Meaning of Pride. That means for this to make complete sense
you should go read MoP.

D.
Obviously, there will be �Saiyan� ness. That�s (as Vegeta puts it): to include violent fighting, angry
sex and fighting for �dominance.� As
well as LEMONS. Homosexuality (two male
Saiyans boinking (having sex), actually fourcauscause Trunks & Goten get
laid too) Dirty language probably. Unexplained green smirks.

E.
Gohan�s an ass. This might
change (let us all pray it�ll change) but he held on to his �assness� for forty
chapters in MoP, I don�t see him
parting with it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***

His
back was arched to the point of breaking.
Just a bit more, a severer arch and he would snap, he was sure. But it was more than fucking worth it, just
stretched out like this, feeling the throbbing hardness inside of him that made
his whole body pulse with Kakarot�s heartbeat.
Not even moving, just there, just inside of him, pressed to his prostate
and making him pant and sweat and need.
But not moving. Just this
torture of knowing there was more but not getting it.

His
head was tipped back, and his hands were wrapped around Kakarot�s knees,
holding himself up in this arch, holding still while he heard the groaning
little moans from his lover and his body clenched around Kakarot reflexively as
he shifted just a little. His lungs
surged in his chest, fought for the right to breath as his blood slowly turned
to lava that started deep inside of him where he felt Kakarot and pumped
outward to his erection, to his stomach that was twisted into tight knots and
every single one of his muscles suspended on that brilliant moment just before
the break.

Kakarot
moved, sat up, put his arms behind Vegeta and wrapped his hands over his
shoulders. Held him right where he was
as Kakarot moved. He could feel his
lover�s hair, the spikes of it, against his throat and his face and it was like
soft feathers on him, making him swallow hard and roll his hips as he was held
down by the hands on him. Felt the lips
as they kissed his neck, and moved down to his shoulder, the tongue and the
mouth. Teeth and heat and he pushed his
shoulder up into it, felt Kakarot�s fingers dig back into his skin.

�Kakarot,�
he said, tipped his head back up, leaned against the head next to his mouth and
found himself kissing his headhead, dipped down farther, so he was just at
Kakarot�s ear. Panted there, hot
breaths that echoed loudly in his own ears and had to be insanely prominent in
his lovers. Whimpered out his lover�s
name again. Long syllables drawn out
and punctuated with the clenching of his body around his lover.

Kakarot
kissed him. Messily. Kissed him like he was trying to tasted him,
dipped his tongue down into his mouth and just pressed his open mouth to
Vegeta�s. Didn�t let him move yet
though, shifted more, so he was holding Vegeta up and against him while he
knelt on the bed.

Not
what he wanted. He�d spent half his
damn day telling a hentai woman about how he had been fucked into near oblivion
and while he loved a long sex-fest as well as the next one, he just wanted
something hard and fast and NOW. So he
pressed his cheek to Kakarot�s again, panted in his pinkened ear. �Fuck me,� he purred. Ran his teeth over the shell of the
ear. �Hard.�

Heard
the groan, felt the surge of the hardness inside of him, and grinned as he was
shoved back down on the bed. Held there
by hands on him, and he wiggled against them just so he would be restrained
harder, felt the hips quicken against his, little minute thrusts buried the
erection deeper into him, and he smiled mindlessly, shook his head to clear his
spotty vision, and made a wordless cry of extreme disappointment when he was
lifted away from the hardness, freed from it within him. Pressed back blindly against where Kakarot
had been and felt the large hands on him, turning him over so he was on his
knees. A hand dragged his one arm up,
pressed it to the wall in front of him and the other hand was drawn back so his
fingers were against Kakarot�s skin behind him. Felt the hot breath on his neck, and without any warning�not that
he wanted any�he was roughly impaled.

He
cried out then, felt his throat scrap raw and sang the nonsensical worship of
his mate anyway.

~~~***

Goku
was really starting to appreciate that word.
Fuck. Appreciate what it meant
and how it made him feel and as he held Vegeta against him he was starting to
think that maybe one of the negative sides of being oblivious and �good� was
that you missed out on the connotations of words like fuck. He liked it. Liked being able to turn Vegeta over and know that he wasn�t
hurting him, just giving him what he wanted.
Wrapped one of the smaller hands around his neck, just to keep the hand
out of the way, put a hand under Vegeta, right across his stomach, and then
pushed into him with one sharp, quick thrust.

Loved
the sound that rose from Vegeta. The
breathless, wordless and mindless scream of pleasure the likes of which made
Vegeta�s whole body tighten up painfully.
He held still as he was squeezed tight, and consciously pushed his power
level up to get harder, to make room for himself inside of Vegeta, felt the
heaving chest and the pulsing, impossibly hot body. Started to move.

�Harder,�
Vegeta said.

He
watched his mate�s hand on the wall, tanned against the white wall, watched it
scramble to stay there, moved his hand down between Vegeta�s legs, wrapped his
hand around the erection and gave it a squeeze, just one. Moved his hand back up and held Vegeta
still. Thrust into him harder, like he
wanted. Short thrusts that rocked them
both forward, and would have smacked their heads against the wall like the bed
thumped hard against, but Vegeta�s hand on that wall kept them from such an
inelegant fate. The hand on his neck
slipped off, and Vegeta moved it down under him, pressed his hand to the bed
and moaned. Pushed back as best he
could.

A
long whine that ended in the word: �More.�

More? What was more? He edged his power up again, got bigger and thicker inside of
Vegeta, heard him make some noise like he was pleased with this, and Goku
battered his hips, shoved into him.
Fucked him as hard as he could.
Fast and hard and so deep that he felt like he was climbing all the way
inside of Vegeta. Used his free hand to
wrap up in Vegeta�s hair, felt the thick black strands in his fingers and that
made him moan, he loved the feeling of Vegeta�s hair heavy with sweat and stinking
like the two of them. He loved Vegeta
with his smell on him. The mingled
scent that they made when they were like this.

Felt
his whole body throbbing with those thoughts and Vegeta cursed out something,
and pressed his hand against his erection as he released. Goku held him as he went soft and pliable in
his arms, pumped into him until Vegeta
leaned back further, raised the hand that had caught his seed over his shoulder
and Goku sucked on the fingers, watched the mess his mate had made as it
slipped down his arm in pearly white tendrils.
Groaned around the fingers in his mouth and filled Vegeta with his own
release. Stayed inside of him and
licked his arm and hand clean, sucked on the skin and the taste until there was
none left, then lifted him up and set him on his feet on the bed, licked him
completely free of any single drop of the release, then looked up at Vegeta.

Saw
him smirk.

Smiled
right back. Vegeta flopped down onto
the bed with boneless non-grace, landed next to him, and Goku laid down. They laid there, sweat cooling on their
skin, stupid grins on their faces.
Happy and glowing and stinking like one another. There was work to be done, of course,
because they had to get all the stuff from house A to house B. Not that he cared. Rolled onto his side and traced the lines of Vegeta�s scars, and
his muscles. Smelled the air and the
way he was all over Vegeta.

�What
did you do today?� Vegeta asked.

�Nothing,�
he said, �Talked to Piccolo a bit, but he kept trying to get away from me. Looked at me funny.�

Vegeta
snorted, apparently found it amusing as all hell, and put his hand ontop of the
one tracing his chest. Not that he was
about to tell anyone, but Vegeta really liked it when people touched him. He got very calm and still when Goku petted
him like this, and Goku loved to do it.
Loved having Vegeta at his mercy for a little while, where he could just
make him feel good.

�We�re
going to train again tomorrow,� Vegeta said.
Didn�t sound especially urgent about this news.

�Okay.�
He wanted to train now; now that he had
finally made the decision to be a Saiyan and not a human. Because he�d been a human for a long time
and it had never really worked out to his favor before. But fighting, acting like a Saiyan while he
fought, even a little, was always something he could count on to be the
same. Wanted that stability in his
life, wanted to know that he wasn�t wrong or evil or stupid. Just not a human and not subject to their
stupid laws.

�Sringring
would be a good idea,� Vegeta muttered.

�Mm-hmm,�
Goku said. Nodded. Didn�t move to go and shower though and
Vegeta didn�t either, just laid there, sprawled and comfortable as he was
petted.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~******

Yay! Hundred words under! I�m even now!

Goku: Its good to
see death threats working.

Vegeta: *has
turned into cat-version of self and is currently purring with happiness *

Goku: *pets Vegeta
*

Vegeta: I do like
a good tummy rub.

Goku: Can I rub
your other parts too?

Trunks: Why do I
always walk in on things like that?
*shakes head, blushes horribly and walks back out. *

SaiyaJinNeko:

Lol. Everyone wants to know what�s up with
Piccolo. I looooove it! First the smirks and now the paling. YEAh!
*falls into a mass of Mwhahahaha!*
Hope you like the extended lemon.

Macha:

Actually,
it was Goten that influenced me. Not
this Goten by the other one. (My twin
Goten�does that rhyme?)

*Tosses
hat at Macha* There you go. Patented to hide any sort of deformity! Oh, (not speaking of deformity ) how was
your camping?

EleneK:

*suddenly,
spider-Trunks burst through the walls of the story and heads straight for Gohan�s
house, followed closely by uber-powerful Juro/Saiyan Goten. * Mwhahaha!
There will be TORTURE TONIGHT!

�er�nope. Don�t see that happening. Sowwy.
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Saiyan Enlightenment

SaiyanEnlightenment

Sequel to The Meaning ofPride

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Saiyan
Enlightenment

Sequel to The Meaning of
Pride