Tasting Bliss

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z. It was created by Akira Toriyama and is owned by Toei Animation Co. Ltd. Shuisha Bird studios. This is written for entertainment only and I get no money for this. It means no harm to the anime/manga.

A/N: Thanks to Katiefoolery and Gokuspasm for inspiring me to write this.

A Taste of Fever Past

Vegeta burst out of the dream, sweat blistering from his forehead. Every inch of his skin felt chilled to arctic proportions. He found himself trembling from head to toe. Each muscle twitched from the memory of the passing time.

Still within his nostrils he smelled Raditz scent. A tingle snapped along the nerve endings into his brain, then traveled down his spine to the small stump of tail that remained. Around his body the GR floor stretched in its tiled pattern. Droplets of sweat had collected into a pool that outlined his fetal curled body. Vividly the pictures flashed again through his mind behind his dark widened eyes.

"Raditz," he whispered, longing for the touch that had taken him through so many years of pain. The constant in his chaotic existence under Freeza had been this long haired brother of Kakkarot. Vegeta hated to think how empty and intolerable his existence would have seemed without his long lost lover. Despite the fact he had given himself to Bulma, he still ached for the feel of another full blooded Saiyan. Still his muscles twitched spasmodically at the thought of large strong hands drawing him into muscled arms.

"Damn it. Why NOW?" Vegeta wondered.

Slowly he rolled over so his bottom was flat on the floor and both hands braced his back halfway up. Into his field of view swung the curved dome of the GR Bulma had built for him years ago. Every day he immersed himself in training, so what made this day different from any others? A quick glance down at his crotch answered his question because something very painful tented his dark spandex shorts there. Somehow he guessed that a quick round with Bulma would not satisfy this ache.

Only a few times in the past had the need been so intensely rooted in the core of his dense Saiyan bones. It was a ravenous need that eclipsed all notions of previous sexual appetites. Originally he had taken Bulma to his bed during one of these times, and she had satisfied him nicely. The satiation transformed into a mating bond lasting decades. Unfortunately Bulma physically had aged at twice the rate a normal Saiyan would. While she did her best to keep up, he feared that this time he could risk crushing her. While Bulma nicely fulfilled the role of mate and mother of his children, his memories of his first lover came rushing back.

Puberty hit most Saiyan males during their thirteenth birthday. At that time they would have their first rut in the company of a more experienced lover, male or female. Usually males on the battlefield would take the warrior to their bed and introduce him with an experienced female to the pleasures of adulthood, and then a male would complete the process. Saiyans learned the pleasures of the flesh with either sex. To breed was the primary need for mating with females, but mating with either sex was for pleasure.

When times were scare and there was not enough food for new offspring mating to breed was forbidden. At this time if a female was in heat she would be unable to stop conception and would resort to mating another female. Likewise the male in the mating bond would find his favorite lover and sate his needs. As females became scarcer through a mysterious disease, more males sought mating bonds with other males. Many of the females were cloistered on planetary assignments or only one would be allowed on a squad consisting of five.

By Bardock's time, the female ratio had dropped to one female for every four males. Seripa had carried Raditz and Kakkarot during conception, but then the developing whelp would be removed into incubation. Waylaying a female for live birth was a luxury they could not afford. Seripa was the breeding female for Bardock's squad, and at one time had carried a whelp for each before returning to the whelping center to have the child removed and placed into its special incubator after the first three months. The alpha male of the squad had first crack, but the other males had one another. Torah and Bardock had shared many a time together during rutting time.

When the population was reduced to only a few Saiyans, only Nappa, Turles, Raditz and Vegeta were left. The young prince was far too young at that time to need a 'lover'. Nappa had turned his attention to Idsarjin pleasure slaves while Turles had shared himself with Raditz. In turn, Raditz knew that one day the prince would need to learn the precious pleasures of Saiyan mating. He himself volunteered for the duty, and Vegeta had gently been initiated.

As much as he missed his lover Turles, Raditz soon enjoyed the company of the Prince. As Vegeta's lover and concubine he did his best to shield his young charge from loneliness as Nappa shielded Vegeta from the assaults and teasing of Freeza's men. Neither wanted to subject the Prince to the filth of Freeza's whores and the pollution of Changeling culture. For a Royal to mate with outsiders was forbidden unless there were no available Saiyan males or females. Such was Vegeta's pride that he would not touch any other being in a sexual manner other then another Saiyan. The desire to avenge his race overrode any need to breed, for he figured immortality was in his grasp.

Then he realized that the humans could produce viable offspring. At first horrified with the prospect of his son being stronger then he, Vegeta refused any human female contact. Kakkarot was the only full blooded Saiyan left, and by rights, Vegeta could demand his satisfaction. Yet Kakkarot knew nothing of Saiyan culture. The only other alternative had been the female Bulma, and after fighting his urges he realized it was inevitable. A Saiyan male had to sire at least one offspring to feel a greater warrior, and he did his part.

The notions of having a female satisfy his sexual hunger in addition to breeding was strange to Vegeta. Bulma didn't understand his need to stay away, for he only saw her as a means to sate his need to breed. So firmly engrained was his culture that she couldn't comprehend till years later. Finally Vegeta relaxed his notions of proper behavior and accepted that a female could serve to please as well as to breed. Only necessity and the lack of females had prompted this shift in view. But he missed the touch of his own type, and his own gender to feel whole.

Would Kakkarot ever consider the duty he had to perform for the Prince? Kakkarot was obligated to subject himself to the Prince's whim, so that the Prince could feel the touch of another male and feel whole once more. For only so long could he stave the need, before he would go insane. Raditz was in his blood, and since Kakkarot was the younger brother, only the taste and feel of son Goku could alleviate the ever growing void in his soul.

For every male warrior there was one male that he loved, in addition to the female he bonded with for mating. Raditz had been his lover, and Bulma was his mate. Goku might reject him, but he could no longer ignore the need. Perhaps in dreams he could imagine Raditz hands around him. So for many a time he would lock himself in his GR and train himself to exhaustion. Only after a fierce fight would the memories emerge, and satisfy his lust.

Now it wasn’t enough. Vegeta felt the pulsing urge, and gasped as he drew in his breath. A red curtain descended, and he again renewed his push to beat the longing out of him. If Bulma were to come now he might kill her with his need to fuck, and fuck hard.