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Ah last night I was at the firework display on the beach, unfortunately, we had Royal visitors which made the beach unbelievably crowed and loud. On a different note, the beautiful display of ‘exploding things’, born this cutesy drabble. Also I tired to make it a lemon, but honestly, I cannot force it, but Ranni you said it didn’t have to be, so yay! Not disappointing you.
Fireworks
Two bodies huddled closer, the coolness of the wind off the lake chilling the bodies planted on the rocks. The crowd below sung the anthem of the planet Vejitise, others sung birthday wishes to the Prince, as they celebrated.
Vegeta’s eyes scanned the dark waters, listened to the light splashes of the waves against the rocks, lulling him into a relaxed state. It was only moments like these he found himself at peace, irregardless of the loud blustering bodies across the way. All that mattered to him was this moment, with his young lover beside him, holding him tightly against his hot youthful body, a arm wrapped around his shoulders, huddling him into the larger body behind him; secure, safe, warm.
His young lover sighed and nuzzled his strong chin against the length of his neck, breathing in his scent. Gohan had quite an obsession with the elder male’s scent, since the moment they locked eyes when he was just becoming a man then. It was odd to him at first being the lover of his friend’s son, he watched that boy grow from the age of eight to a man. It was truly devastating to his pride the moment the young man started to sniff around him, refusing to be called a ‘cradle robber’ he kept his distance, ignoring the gifts, sending them away; he went as far as to confront Kakarot about his son’s unusual interest. Only to receive a chuckle then the man had to audacity to tell him to go for it.
But the young man refused to be ignored, and demanded a mating hunt. Hunt him! The Prince of their race, a man nearly twice his age, he demanded it. Not one to hide Vegeta took up the offer, fully convince he could out-wit the young pup and escape with his ass intact; unfortunately he didn’t take obsession into consideration.
Gohan’s need for the Prince allowed his senses to expand, and his strength to double at the allusive scent of his Prince, sending him into a glorious powerful ascension, consuming the Prince under its will. Gohan enacted his fantasies, turning them into realities; the alluring Prince was his.
Pride shot, Vegeta wallowed in shame for weeks, unable to face any elite, leave alone his father. He burrowed himself into his rooms, not even allowing the lowly servants to look upon him, nursing the mating claim with the palm of his hand, lying to himself that none of it had happened, that it was all just a nightmare; that was until Gohan walked into his rooms and soothed him, with light whispers of praise and devotion.
It nearly took the whole clan of elites, including his father, to drag him from his rooms and confront the issue. Show him the sheer magnitude of respect Gohan had conjured from the people, ushering him to the balcony’s edge to hear the roar of the peoples delight about his mating of the pup; the legendary. They did not scorn him, nor believed him weak; they celebrated their union, and were greatly happy with the Prince finding a perfect mate, uncaring of age, the Prince was claimed by the Legendary, a great honourable union; The Prince and Legendary, a fairy tale of perfected amalgamation.
They celebrated with the amazing display of foreign lights booming into the sky above, leaving him in awe, a welling of an unknown emotion boiling in the pits of his belly. The young lover moved in, holding him close under the sparkling display in the sky, and he felt at ease, the crowd below roared their high spirits and the most easing of all, was a pair of hands touching his shoulders on each side, Kakarot and his father, smiling their joyous acceptance.
Years to come, each year, on the day of their unification, the entire lands celebrated, by sending those breathtaking displays booming and exploding into the dark blood red skies; fireworks they were called, the best anniversary gift that anyone could possibly receive.
Gohan and Vegeta nuzzled closer together, the chill of the wind long forgotten, the colourful sparkling lights in the sky holding their attention enrapt, the sonic booms exploded into their chest making their hearts beat faster with thrilling excitement; beautiful.
Gohan tipped Vegeta’s chin with an index finger, only to seal his lips upon his lovers; while the display continued on, but the people watching roared at the loving couples display.
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