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Atavism	By : ctsama Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 9192 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball, Dragonball Z, Dragonball Super, Resurrection 'F', or Battle of Gods or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Interlude #2

Vegeta woke sweating. The heat inside him was growing again and he couldn’t catch his breath. His mind was still sensitive as well, he could feel every other sentient mind outside the walls of Whis’ room. Whis was training with Goku and he could feel them fighting. He didn’t want to disturb them so he rolled over, tried to go back to sleep but he ended up just tossing and turning.

He kicked off the covers, peeled off his top and gloves but it didn’t help, Vegeta was still overheated. He stripped off his pants and underwear as well and immediately regretted stripping down; even the cloud-like sheets under him were too much of a caress to his skin. He could feel Goku’s exhilaration as he fought against Whis, each blow filling him with pleasure. Vegeta had always respected Goku’s strength and power in battle, and that respect now morphed into intoxication. He quickly pulled himself away from that contact with a gasp, feeling it amplifying his need.

The ache was almost too much to bear, but he and Goku were here to train, not fuck like rabbits. He would damn well keep to himself for another couple of hours. He knew jerking off wouldn’t help, but he was willing to try anything.

It was the emptiness of Vegeta’s body that most called for relief. He rolled to his stomach, reached down to the wet slit causing him so many troubles. Slowly he slid a finger inside and immediately regretted it. All the sensations jumped up a notch and he moaned. He added a finger and pumped them in and out. It just made things worse but he couldn’t stop, it was better than nothing yet not nearly enough. His shivering increased and he was so close but he just couldn’t get any relief.

Stubbornness kept him from calling out but he didn’t know how much longer he could take it.

Suddenly a strong hand closed over his wrist. It pulled his hand away and pinned it to the bed. He groaned, protesting the loss but before he could do anything he felt a hand pressing his thighs apart and a hard, thick shaft was pushing into him, filling the space that his fingers had been inadequate to. He released a shaky breath as his mate’s scent filled his nostrils and he pushed back, breathing harshly.

“Kakarot,” he whispered. Fingers fisted in his hair, turned his head and through the delirium of the heat he saw that Goku was there in it with him this time, dark eyes glazed in the same passion and need he’d seen the first times they’d come together like this. Vegeta didn’t know how or why and he didn’t give a damn. Goku had let go, had given himself over to the need and Vegeta accepted it, met it. He snaked his tail around Goku’s thigh and flicked the end of it against his mate’s balls, tickling and sending a shudder up his spine and urging him on.

The restraint Goku had shown over the previous night was gone and he fucked Vegeta mercilessly, hips pistoning into him with a strength that drove the air from his lungs at times. As they neared the edge Goku’s grip in Vegeta’s hair tightened and pulled, forcing a cry from his lips both at the gesture and again at the sharpness of Goku’s teeth sinking into the skin of his neck. In his abandon he broke the skin but he didn’t let go and growled through his climax, Vegeta shouting through his.

It seemed once would never be enough for them. Vegeta’s whimpers and spasming around his cock drove him to pull out just long enough to flip his mate over. Even through the urgency Goku had to stop and admire the compelling view of something only he got to see.

But it was too much of a delay for Vegeta, who shoved him backward and climbed atop him and straddled his waist. Goku growled at the change and grabbed for Vegeta’s waist to get him back underneath him where he had been so content to have him. It surprised him when Vegeta met his ire with a snarl of his own and slammed his arms into the bed by his wrists. He might have protested further had it not been for the amazing feel of his mate’s slick heat enveloping his length once more. It wasn’t much of a loss because now Goku had one hell of a view. Ripples of pleasure built in him as he watched Vegeta sink himself slowly onto his eager cock, moaning as he was filled again.

Once Vegeta was sure Goku wasn’t going to protest anymore he released his mate’s wrists and sat himself up. He moved tentatively for a few strokes before finding his rhythm, finally lifting and dropping himself with a steady rocking motion that had them both gasping. Goku’s hands sought his skin as Vegeta rode him, feeling hard muscle straining under sweaty, slick skin.

He’d forgotten how sensitive Vegeta’s nipples were, and as he played with them Vegeta was reduced to grinding down on him with that fucking mesmerizing rocking motion. He cried out in that uncontrollable way that would embarrass him later and it was too much for Goku. His hands found those incredible hips, held them still as he sat himself up and pulled Vegeta more tightly into his lap. He flared into his Super Saiyan form with a shuddering sigh and felt Vegeta tighten around him in ecstasy as the heat of it enveloped him. Goku leaned down and latched onto a hard nipple and Vegeta’s broken cries fill his ears as he continued to drive himself onto Goku’s cock. He felt himself nearing the edge and called to his mate with everything he had. Goku obliged, covering the bloody mark at his neck from earlier once more, licking the wound and biting down again, driving himself into Vegeta and filling him both in mind and body.

They climaxed together, each feeling the other’s pleasure, letting themselves drown in it.

By the time full awareness returned to them they were both sweaty, bloody, and drained. Goku finally remembered to power down, licked his lips, wondering at how Vegeta’s blood could taste so good to him.

He didn’t even like his steaks rare.

Vegeta was slower in coming down and Goku turned them to their sides, teasing Vegeta’s lips apart with his tongue and gently slipping inside. He explored the wet cavern until Vegeta was kissing him back, long slow strokes along his tongue. He withdrew after a few minutes of that treatment with great reluctance, but he felt the need to touch base.

“Sorry I bit you so hard… Well, twice. I kinda got carried away.”

Vegeta snorted. “You might not have noticed, but so did I. I think you might be part vampire, though,” he said, absently rubbing the side of his neck.

“Sorry. Have you tried not tasting so good?” Vegeta frowned and punched him and he chuckled. “You’re more relaxed and your smell is almost back to normal. Think it’s over?”

“I hope so.” Goku made a small, feigned sound of hurt and Vegeta snorted. “Don’t fish for compliments. You know what you do to me. It probably would wind down if you’d get the hell out of me.”

Goku snickered, quite comfortable where he was and unwilling to point out that all Vegeta had to do to evict him was move, which he didn’t seem inclined to do.

“Laugh while you can. You’re going to help me de-sex this whole bed.”

“That’s going to take forever,” Goku whined. “Come on! Why do you care? Whis can just wave his staff and clean everything anyway.”

“That’s not the point. We messed it up, we have to clean it up. It’s the principle of the thing.”

Goku kept grumbling. His possessive streak would have been more than happy to just leave the whole room smelling like ‘Vegeta is mine and don’t you forget it.’ “Fine,” he finally sighed.

“I’m just glad you finished training early.” Goku laughed and Vegeta cocked an eyebrow. “What? Did I say something funny?”

“You did, but you probably don’t want me to share,” he laughed again, but went on after a hard glare. “Your telepathy isn’t back to normal yet and you were seriously broadcasting. Whis called a halt because we were both too hard to continue. He told me to come take care of you before Beerus started trying to sleep-fuck things.”

Vegeta covered his eyes and groaned pitifully. “I’m just going to drown myself in the lake.”

“That’s not even the best part! I Transmit here and see you writhing around in the sheets fingering yourself and moaning like there’s no tomorrow. I almost came in my pants and that’s why I had no control. You’re fucking hot, Vegeta.”

“Scratch that,” Vegeta growled. “I’m going to drown you in the lake.”

“Oh, just face it already, you’re my wanton little sex kitten. Get used to it.”

“Fuck y- ungh. Kakarot…” he moaned.

“Don’t say things like that to me while I’m still inside you, Vegeta,” Goku whispered with a smirk against Vegeta’s ear, rocking into him again. “You’re getting more comfortable with this. Do you think you can take one more round? I want to try something while you’re still getting a boost from being in heat.”

‘I want to try something.’ Five words that filled Vegeta with both anticipation and trepidation. He had yet to regret agreeing, and it didn’t help his reticence that Goku was slowly beginning to move again. He moaned, pushed back and it was answer enough.

Goku continued that slow, almost relaxing pace as he ran his fingers down Vegeta’s face. It didn’t take long for Vegeta to catch two of his wandering fingers into his mouth and Goku hissed at the feel of his tongue running wet circles around his fingertips as he sucked on them. With regret he pulled them free with a last swirl around Vegeta’s tongue.

Open up. I need to know what you’re feeling.

When Goku was satisfied he thrust forward as far as he could, feeling Vegeta’s passage squeezing and fluttering around his length. //What the hell are you up to?//

Don’t worry about it. Just relax your body.

Vegeta didn’t know how much more relaxed he could get, but took a few slow, deep breaths nevertheless. He felt a slippery finger at the other entrance to his body and fought the urge to buck away from it, whimpering instead.

Goku’s finger just circled and rubbed against his entrance and as he got used to the sensation it actually started to feel good. The tip of that finger pressed against him and pushed in, lightly at first but then more firmly until Vegeta tensed up.

Goku stopped then, leaving his finger right where it was but pulling his hips back and beginning that slow, gentle fucking again. Vegeta had no choice but to push back against that invading finger as he rocked against Goku, almost addicted to the feel of that thick shaft filling him.

With each advance he pressed a little more with his finger and was able to get it in up to his first knuckle before he felt that the stimulation was too much and stopped. Vegeta was having a difficult time separating the sensations, as he’d thought, but he wasn’t panicking.

//Kakarot… What the hell are you doing to me?//

Goku smiled. Stop thinking. Just feel.

//Are you going to...//

Vegeta hesitated and tightened a little. Goku slowed in his ministrations and nipped lightly at his neck. Am I going to what? Pull my cock out of you and slip it slowly into your ass? Fuck you so gently and so deeply you won’t ever want me to stop?

A shocked cry burst from Vegeta’s lips and he pulled Goku tight into him.

Goku’s lips curved against his mate’s neck. I won’t take you like this today. But it’s almost time.

Vegeta shivered at the possessiveness of his tone and the slow, gentle pace wasn’t enough anymore. Goku groaned when Vegeta began to squirm on him, gasping and begging for more. Goku struggled to keep his goals in mind instead of giving in to sensation, and managed to continue his advance until he’d managed to sink his finger into that tight hole. He held it there as he picked up his pace, fucking Vegeta with the bond wide open, feeling his mate’s amazement at how full he felt, at the confusing but pleasurable sensations rocking his body.

Goku pushed that pleasure gladly, speeding up and driving them both over the edge in a haze of pleasure. His inner walls tightened unbelievably around both his finger and his cock and Goku shivered even after the aftershocks had faded.

He couldn’t wait.

Vegeta’s breaths deepened, his body drooped in Goku’s arms and Goku sighed, nuzzling the top of his head, ready to drift off himself. But Vegeta wasn’t ready quite ready to shut down yet.

“Kakarot.”

“Mm-hmm?” Goku answered sleepily.

“Where. The hell. Did you learn to talk like that?”

Amusement bubbled up through the sleepiness. “Master Roshi watched a lot of dirty movies once he thought I was asleep, and I had very good hearing. I didn’t get what they were talking about until I was much older, but I remembered.”

“Well stop doing it. I don’t like it.”

“Oh. So… we’re just going to pretend you don’t get off hard and fast when I dirty talk you?”

“...Yes.”

“Nice try. No deal.”

“I hate you, Kakarot.”

Goku chuckled. With Vegeta drifting off, tucked trusting and content into his arms, palm pressed against his heart and tail wound around his thigh Goku thought that he could get used to being hated.

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I’m going to skip a week in posting, so there won’t be a chapter next week. I’m sorry about that. I’ll be back in two weeks though with a full-length chapter.

Cara9001: This entire story jammed itself into my brain when Whis said that Goku and Vegeta would be able to go toe to toe with Beerus if they ever decided to work together. I feel like I’m just starting to tell the real story what, eighteen chapters in? Lol. They’re starting to learn and push each other’s buttons in the bedroom too and that’s fun.

Beerus is so funny, and that totally fits with Super, but when you think about it he’s terrifying. He has enormous power, and his own entertainment rules his decisions. Yikes! So yeah, it’s gonna be bad news when he wakes up. As always I love seeing your name pop up with a review, you and your support are greatly appreciated!

ZeoViolet: Wow, thank you for such a thoughtful review. I did realize things were getting too complicated as far as the story goes, and I’m still battling that now, as you can see. Creative writing is far, far from my comfort zone so bear with me.

In an effort to get out of my own head I cut a lot of subplots and explanations (why ‘this’ instead of ‘that’ type of thing) to focus on the bigger story. One of the cuts involved the details of Vegeta’s plan. I’ll lay it out a little here as I doubt I’ll take the story to the point where it’ll be relevant. As far as this story goes, I’ve established that Saiyans have a lot more genetic/chromosomal material to work with than humans (think Leeloo-esque from The Fifth Element, if you’ve seen it). The eventual distant cousin relationships wouldn’t be detrimental to the Saiyans, genetically speaking. However, since you seem to know the new material very well, you might deduce that even that won’t happen and they won’t spend their lives trying not to break the poor humans and having related babies. ;) If you really want to get specific about hair color, Chi-Chi as an infant had brown to auburn hair in that pic you referenced, so some color variation is there somewhere. (My brunette bud was blond as a child and both her kiddos are blond while Dad has black hair. Genetics. Go figure!) I don’t think the twin girls having a reddish tint to their black hair is off the mark. :)

As for the Gohan Rage gene issue and what to do about it since it’s in Goku’s blood and isn’t going away, Vegeta can spot it now and as they say, knowing is half the battle. The ‘why it’s there in the first place’ of it is kind of a big deal and will be addressed more later. I get that Gohan got screwed over by a fan revolt, but he’s still one of the most frustrating things about DragonBall. And if AT won’t tell me why all that potential is there but won’t really come out, I’m making something up, dang it! Lol.

Bulma and Whis are funny and cute, but I see it as her thinking she’s using him for a guarantee of safety and he’s humoring her for the food, nothing more and that bums me out. Whis needs a real friend, and there are a few parallels between Vegeta and Whis that make me thing they could be bros. And thanks for the note about him not sleeping period; I’d seen it as him saying he doesn’t sleep the way Beerus does, for the many years at a time that make the eons go by more quickly. Thanks for reading, and for the food for thought!
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