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Pure Evil 4: A New Evil	By : sefiru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7986 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pure Evil 4: A New Evil

By Sefiru

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Pairings: Kakarott x Vegeta

Warnings: NC-17, yaoi, anal, oral,
BDSM, bondage, violence, language, pure evil.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, all belongs to Kakarott. Long
live the King.

Macha: What would have happened?
More angst than I feel like writing about, for one thing.

kit-kit: his kung fu is strong � if you know what I
mean.

Zofo: I hope you get that oxygen tank ready.

Katonie: I�ll probably do one more PE story � which
is not to say I�ll stop writing! I�ll put previews in the last chapter of this
story.

pun_xy: I can see you glinting in the corner over
there, you perv you.

Chibi_Dilandau: not to worry, the toddlers return.

In this chapter: Raditz learns the
awful truth about Turles. Plus another KV lemon (do
they have stamina, or what!)

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Chapter 21: Like rabbits, aren�t they

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�� On the far side of the dock, Raditz was staring numbly at the space his brother had
recently occupied. �So. Much.
Power.� Bardock shook his head at his blockhead son�s
behavior.

�� Oi, Raditz, over here!�

�� Father?!�

�� Bardock whacked
him on the back of the head for that. �You were expecting Lupin
the Third? Of course it�s me, fuzzball.�

�� Is there anyone
else walking around who used to be dead?� Raditz
looked rather strained; Gohan had to have had a
thorough revenge on him, so Bardock wasn�t going to tease him over it.

�� No one you know.
Let�s get over to my camp, I have liquor.�

�� Uh,� Raditz looked over his shoulder, �what about the chibies? I can�t just leave them.�

�� Bardock looked at
the four toddlers clinging to his son�s tail. They were dressed in matching red
and green outfits emblazoned with the characters �divine justice.�

�� Bring�em along, I�ll make them some warm milk.� The sight
of those wide-eyed babies hanging on to such a barbarian was ludicrous, but his
son was shaping up into a real man. Or at least he�d better, now that he was a
prince and the King�s brother. That part could wait til
morning; tonight was for celebration. �There�s just one more person we need �
ah, there he is. Turles!�

�� The former pirate
turned towards them. �What do you want?�

�� Turles, son of Silpar, right?�

�� Yeah, what�s it
to you?�

�� Silpar was my cousin. You look just like him.� And had the same attitude, too. Turles
and Raditz looked at each other with curled lips.

�� Father, do you
mean that � �

�� Yes, you�re
related. Deal with it.� Neither of them looked happy about that; well, Kakarott
should be able to sort them out. And if that failed, he�d sic Gotenks on them. If nothing else it would be a good afternoon�s
entertainment.

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�� Kakarott unchains
me, then tells me to close my eyes and sit down. I
sense him move out in front of me. �All right, open your eyes.�

�� He�s leaning on
the arm of his chair, arms crossed, one foot on the seat. His mane tumbles in
golden spikes behind him, and his heavy brows give him a feral look. Delicious. The view gets a full body purr from me.

�� If you like
this,� Kakarott says, �wait til you see the rest.�
And he slides his shirt off his shoulders. Sweet kami. How am I going to live through this? I came a
minute ago and I�m already aching again. I glare at him under my brows.

�� Can�t you just
bang me and put me out of my misery?�

�� Where�s the fun
in that?� He pulls the shirt off, and my eyes are riveted to every line of his
arms as they�re unveiled. Deltoids, biceps, triceps, elbows � I lick a drop of
drool from my lips. Next off are his boots, to expose those ankles that scream
to be nibbled and sucked on. I growl deep in my throat.

�� Impatient Vegeta. You know you like it.� Of course I do �
that�s why I want more! The only thing holding me back from pouncing on him is
his will. And there�s nothing in the universe stronger than Kakarott�s will.
His hand goes under the hem of his tank top and strokes; I lean forward to
catch every flash of skin at his waist. Payback for my shipboard dance show �
Kakarott is a master of revenge. I shift impatiently. Under his shirt,
Kakarott�s hand goes up to his neckline and one finger hooks over it. With a
little flare of ki he cuts all the way down. He peels
the fabric off; flexed gleaming pectorals come into view, adorned with peaked
nipples. He�s as aroused as I am, how can he be so
calm? Maybe he�s just a better actor than I am.

�� He slides one
hand to the back of his pants, undoing the button over the tail. Then he slowly
pulls down the zipper. The pants peel off, and underneath he�s wearing � oh kami � a golden thong. One that contrasts
with his tanned skin; no tan lines on that body, oh no. I force myself
to concentrate on his chiseled thighs as he reveals them. His
sculptured knees. Toned calves. Finally the
pants are discarded, and he sits in his armchair, thrusting his hand into the
thong to massage his � flesh. �Well, Vegeta? Come and get it.�

�� That�s all the
invitation I need. I dive across the floor and tear the scrap of fabric off
him. When his pulsing shaft springs free, I swallow it with a happy growl; I
hum around him, drowning in his unique flavor and hardness. I�ve thirtsted for this even more than him filling me from
behind, and besides, he�s one shot ahead this evening and I intend to settle
the score.

�� He purrs, deeply,
so I can feel it between my teeth. �Vegetaaa.
Go lowerrr.� If it makes him make more noises like
that, sure. I draw a path down the underside of his shaft with the very tip of
my tongue before engulfing his sac. He groans deliciously as I roll his jewels
in my mouth; I alternate between taking in as much as I can and teasing him
with my tongue. �Hrrr,� he pants. �Lower.�

�� Ah, so that�s how
he wants it. He said he wanted all of me and it looks like I�m going to get all
of him as well. I drop my tongue to that sweet delicacy, Kakarott�s ring. The
first touch, as always, sends a shiver through my body. I take my time
exploring; this is the reminder, the reason I stay so close to him. He lets me
in, lets me touch his secret places, the only one who has ever done so. Is it
any wonder that I value this so dearly? I swirl my tongue deeper, trying to
repay in pleasure at least a small part of what he�s given me. And he tastes so
good � I could drink that flavor all day long. His tail curls around my mass of
hair and tugs, but I barely notice, all my mind
enthralled by the circle of flesh before me.

�� Vegeta,�
Kakarott�s voice comes from far away, �Vegeta, put it in.� I rise from my place
as if in a trance and stand before him. Never does Kakarott look more kingly
than at moments like this, with his body flushed and shining, ready to take me
in. The fact that he�s still at level three makes him look
that much better. Lube somehow gets slicked on my shaft � the details are fuzzy
� and I slide into him. I barely avoid coming at that instant, even though I�ve
already done it four times this evening. He�s that good.

�� Just when I think
I have control of myself again, he clenches his muscles around me and makes me
squeal. �Move, Vegeta. Show me what you can do.� His wish, as always, is my
command. I pull out and thrust back in; he makes a noise, half purr, half moan,
that goes straight into my bones. My whole mind narrows to one thought:
pleasure for Kakarott. His sounds guide me as I drive into him, taking him
higher and higher with each thrust. His hands burrow into my hair, stroking me
over and over, and I take a similar grip on him. His teal eyes swallow me in
their gaze for a timeless eternity until his roar fills my ears; I lose control
of my power as he pulls me over the edge with him. Golden ki
light explodes around us.

�� When the world
comes back, we�re in our base forms, sitting in a nest of toothpicks. Kakarott
rubs my back. �So much for the armchair.�

�� I�ll get you a
new one, it was worth it.� I stifle a yawn.

�� Let�s get a hot
bath and go to sleep.�

�� Deal.�

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�

One night. Two
men. Nine orgasms. ^__^

Next chapter: Kakarott cleans up some hanging plot threads.
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