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Gone	By : TristaML Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10329 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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To Secret: I'm sure you will love this chapter :D Thank you again for R&R

To Maggie: Thank you so much! Yeah I've been waiting on a lot of stories to update on here too I guess people are preoccupied with life right now, that's not a bad thing. I am thankful for your review and glad that you appreciate it. I hope you love the rest of the story :D Enjoy and thanks again.

To Macha: Von is very lucky :D This is an exciting chapter (I hope :D) Thank you :) I'm trying to update ASAP.

Twenty-first Chapter

He knew he was running out of time. He didn't know what sort of schedule he was going by but opportunity was short and he imagined himself failing. To what doom does he await from just around the corner?

Goku awoke from sleep disturbed by something though he couldn't say what. He froze, breathing in the gentle cool air from the early morning in his rustic lodgings (the outdoors). The sun was not yet to be seen though it's pale light began to glimmer above the hilltops. Sitting up and crossing his legs, he began to meditate, sparing his body a pounding. Nothing could be gained if he was unable to keep his wits about him, yet he found that he was not feeling quite as grounded as he usually does. He needed to focus.

Why had he bitten Dunduil? He didn't know, and asking himself over and over didn't help his quest for an answer. He didn't feel right about asking the "Elders" and Von was still out with his son. He didn't feel any better or worse after it, still he wasn't sure what it was about and he hasn't gotten around to dealing with it quite yet. He briefly remembered wishing to bite Vegeta, but that was different somehow. With Dunduil his only intentions were to render him incapable of doing any harm to others, especially his son.

When he drank his blood he was able to read into his being, getting a glimpse at only his most recent thoughts, which were full of anger and aggression towards Von among other strange passions. Goku knew that Dunduil would have tried to bite Gohan had he succeeded in besting Von, but whether or not Gohan would have allowed it, Goku could not say. He did not think his son would be so gone that he would allow anyone to just bite him, though Goku didn't understand where he was getting his conviction from. This whole thing has seemed to him almost a twisted dream.

Unfortunately, his IT technique was tiresome and even to him it seemed a silly waste of time in the grand scheme of things. He was hoping that maybe he could hit a spot close enough in distance to Vegeta that he could sense his ki and find him from there. It was all a long shot. He didn't want to admit to himself that it might take longer than he would like, if it happened at all. There seemed to be more hope of Vegeta returning on his own than anyone up and finding him.

His thoughts just kept going back to him. Normally he was able to spend generous amounts of time on multiple subjects of his choosing, but recently, there's been an increasing pull towards the true Prince. Goku, though he knew he longed for him now more than ever, he also knew there had to be something else to his obsession. It was almost like an alarm going off in his head alerting him elsewhere. Still, there was no link to Vegeta and no sign of him reopening it, though he found himself concentrating long and hard on searching for him. He knew that Vegeta was not dead, but what of his well-being, he couldn't say. Goku knew that there were creatures out there who possess powers which can harm even a Super Saiyan, and he could only guess who Vegeta might have met along his road, not to mention how he would have treated them. How would Vegeta treat someone new?

It wasn't until Von asked him what he thought Vegeta has been doing this whole time that he actually considered it, and it has been on his mind for the past few weeks now. Goku realized that for all he knew about Vegeta, he didn't really know him that well after all. He wanted to know how he would act when meeting someone new. He knew he couldn't venture to guess Vegeta's behavior, he could be very unpredictable.

What if Goku had met Vegeta under different circumstances? In a different time and place? What if Vegeta had never heard Goku's name before or they met as people of the same planet? Goku wondered if it was because Vegeta kissed him that he wanted to know these things. In a small part of Goku's mind something told him that he would have eventually realized he had feelings for Vegeta, with or without all of these other Saiyans around or any other type of encouragement. Although, sometimes he can't believe he ever had him to begin with, never knowing it was ever a possibility, or even that Vegeta had thought about having him before.

In his mind's eye he saw Vegeta sitting before him. He's meditating too, but there is a troubled look on his face. Usually it helps Goku to imagine the other man here with him, but then the image is never warped by anxieties and fears. Goku pushed through, not allowing it to delude him. He welcomed Vegeta's presence as he always has, and hoped for it's coming though there were no signs of it showing.

Goku sat and waited patiently, like he used to when Vegeta first left. Any minute now, he told himself, Vegeta will send contact again. How long had he been telling himself that? Goku sent out his own signals, the kind only Vegeta or his sons would be able to perceive. He remained in his entranced state far longer than he usually does. He felt all of his attention being pulled out there, into space, but he couldn't find anything important. By the time he came back to it was night fall, and his empty stomach was growling angrily at him. Stoic, he mused about how to improve himself for next time, and decided to take it up again after he's had a bite to eat. Lingering there for a few more moments, Goku closes his eyes and opens his mind one more time in a last ditch effort to sense Vegeta. Just then, fully, and stronger than ever, Goku feels Vegeta. A second later the presence withdraws and becomes weak.

"VEGETA!" Goku yells, jumping up onto his feet. Something is wrong, very wrong. Vegeta reopened their connection but he sent no message. Goku can't sense his ki; he's further away than he even imagined, and there's something else going on. He spurred their line, trying to get Vegeta to tell him something, but there was no disturbance on the other side of the link. He took a few steps forwards, his breath coming in shallow. Even in the split second that he had felt Vegeta, all of Vegeta, he somehow understood that he was in need, and also how he had grown. There was distress in the signal that Goku couldn't ignore, and as wonderful as it was to feel him there again, even if it's only a little bit at the moment, he knew he was in trouble and that he had to try to help him but Vegeta gave him no clues.

He closed his eyes and concentrated on the spec of lingering contact they had with one another. He started out gently at first, calling Vegeta's name, telling him that it's alright. There was no response. Goku tried for a long time before he realized that there's a block, almost like an invisible shield, that's holding Vegeta back and keeping him away. He wasn't even sure the object knew of Goku's existence. Vegeta didn't create this wall, this is something else, Goku knew, and he became angry.

He calmed himself down enough to try to push through to Vegeta again. What he could sense from him, after much time and only a subtle vibration to tell him he was feeling anything at all, was hard to understand. In fact, he couldn't fathom it at all. He began to become worried before he snapped himself out of it. How can I help him? Goku thought to himself, fighting off panic. He'd never been in a situation like this before. Nothing that he was feeling was making any sense. Vegeta feels so small at the moment, and he's so far away. Goku was feeling hopeless, but he cast it aside and tried again.

This time he took his time, holding on to the small amount of Vegeta that he could. Eventually he stopped trying to figure out what the problem was and focused on Vegeta only. Mentally, Goku began to search every inch and crevice of the barrier between him and Vegeta and impress his will upon it. He became intensely devoted to reaching forward, and would not pull back until he could sense Vegeta like he did when the Prince first initiated contact.

It was a struggle to get closer to him but something inside of Goku wouldn't allow him to give up. There came a point where he began to break down, wondering if Vegeta was still mad at him, or if he would ever care for him again, and if he wasn't angry now then he would be soon. Goku hung his head virtually and literally, still focused, but heavy-hearted. Suddenly, after spending way much time dwelling over the "ifs" and doubts in his mind, he remembered what he was doing and redirected his thoughts to Vegeta again, revamped, and reenergized. How could he let himself get distracted?

He was determined not to lose him and refused to let him go. It seemed like this web was shifting somehow, bending, but not breaking. Goku pressed onward and wondered what sort of trouble Vegeta has gotten into and what part he was supposed to play in helping him. Goku did the only thing he could think of to do. He stood by, telling Vegeta to fight and win and that he was here.

After the longest time Goku grew too worrisome to remain where he was. He decided to put his new trick to the test and see how far he could get, concentrating and talking to Vegeta while he did. However, after jumping a few galaxies about, he grew weary, knowing he still had no idea the direction Vegeta had gone in, and now something else was aiding whatever was standing in between their communication. He tried a few more places before letting out a curdled roar and vanishing back to Earth. Here he knew he could spend all of his energies on Vegeta without distraction. He closed his eyes and silently turned all his thoughts to him.

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Vegeta managed once again to summon up everything it takes and break through Fronshir's barriers. Immediately he released his mental wall and reached out for Kakarot, aligning their minds again almost instantly. Something Vegeta did not foresee, though, was the plunge deeper into mindlessness afterwards. Fronshir did not do this, it was his separation from self in order to contact Kakarot that allowed for an almost complete succession into Fronshir's will. Usually there's a little more time, if only by seconds, before Fronshir takes over, but there was no time at all and Vegeta was lost nearly entirely for quite a while.

Dazed and preoccupied, he thought of nothing for a long time. Something was nagging at his mind, though. At first he couldn't say what it was, and paid no attention to it, sluggard and deluded in his confines. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary while he was like this, subdued by Fronshir.Then, sparsely, he recalled where he was, and what was what for the most part, and he remembered what he'd done. He was in trouble and his plan to escape was put into motion. It was Kakarot, he could tell he was there, even though he was very far away. Vegeta couldn't say how far.

He slipped back into his dismal state, bewildered and stupefied in his own mind for some time before again he remembered what was happening. In the fleeting thoughts that were his own he felt the nervousness of losing this battle grip him. Flashes through his mind of gritting teeth and flaring power lead him to be more aware of reality. He knew there was nothing left to do other than to fight, as he had been all along. Now had come the time; he had to fight back and win.

Vegeta completely blacked out, fallen into darkness.

After a long while, sweat-drenched and cold, Vegeta could see himself in his mind, panting, on his hands and knees on the empty ground. Instead of a room of light, it is a room of darkness that he's boxed in. Echoes of a nameless sound out of nowhere come and go fast. There's a thumping and pounding in his mind, numbing him and he begins to believe that this is it.

He blinks a few times, rubbing his eyes, trying to fight it. When he looks up the scenery has changed. It's Kakarot looking at him, offering him his hand. He's wearing different clothing than usual and there's something else about him... Vegeta blinked again and there was darkness.

He felt a part of himself begin to withdraw, pulling him away into what felt like a more gruesome place, but he fought it off. There was another echo, like he was catching the tail end of something being said, but it was muffled and he was very uncertain. His own thoughts began to fade away, becoming dim and hard to catch. confusing him, but he caught himself trying to stand firm, refuting the pulling and whirring. Dizziness was threatening to overtake him, he took a wobbly step and almost fell down. When he looked around him he saw again a different place and time, but this was from very long ago and he couldn't quite recall it's importance. No one was there. "What is this?" he asked as the darkness ate the image before him and stifled the question as it was spoken.

Vegeta felt terror creeping slowly into him. Trapped, controlled, manipulated, used, forever. Vegeta shook his head and planted his feet in the ground. He looked down at his own hands and heard the faint echoing again, almost feeling the sound wave as it neared him, and something in him shifted. Still looking at himself he said, "My hands," almost as though in awe. Just as his hands are his own hands, so is his mind his own. He was not going to live in fear in his mind, not a fear that lived in his own mind. He's already been living like that nearly all his life. He was always only ever either fearful or angry about life and death, and he would not allow himself to live like that anymore.

Fronshir, he thought to himself suddenly, He put me here. He's doing this to me. He's just a MAN. Vegeta felt a great calm coming over him as he began to gather energy. He thought to himself, proclaiming who has the power over him, It is my own thoughts that govern me and no one else's. I... am free from all cages.

"Free." Vegeta heard himself say, mentally, and not in some sort of strange mantra lying to him. He understood now what that word meant, and the feeling of it more than ever before. Slowly, he grew stronger, stealing back what Fronshir was trying to hide from him.

As he tore through Fronshir's weakening cover over him little by little. he began to recognize the voice that seemed so distant at first that only it's faint echo was heard. Kakarot answered him after all. No longer frightened or unsure or persuaded by outside opinion, Vegeta took his time ripping down all of Fronshir's mental doors. There was a battle lust building inside of him as his body awoke. The end result would still be the same. The Horedan Prince could no longer use his thoughts in an attempt to rule him and Vegeta could smell his fear already.

When the Prince came back to reality, he had Fronshir on the ground, pinned, and was strangling him slowly to death. Vegeta let up on the strangulation at once, finally at ease and certain that Fronshir had no affect on him. The man sputtered, tears running down his face, ashamed and beaten.

"What were you thinking?" Vegeta asked slowly, not that the answer mattered. The fact that Vegeta left him alive at this point only made things worse for Fronshir. All the Horedan could do was hack up some blood, quiver and shake his head. Vegeta didn't need him to speak to get information out of him though, he searched his thoughts and found any information that explained his actions and intentions, then sneered at him, disgusted by him.

He pulled him up off of the ground by his shirt, ready to rip him into pieces when he thought of a better idea. He could not waste this man's life, reverting back to his old ways, and he wouldn't, when he could just return him to his own people and leave them to do with Prince Fronshir as they see fit.

Bulma made several replications of the Saiyan space pods that he used to travel in, and two were stored within the ship in case of emergency. Of course, Vegeta hadn't thought of that, not being himself and all, otherwise he would have just sent Fronshir on his way to begin with. He threw the passed out Prince in one of the pods and keyed in the coordinates for Horeda.

He then went immediately to the console and stopped his ship dead in his tracks. Recalling some of what he just learned from Fronshir, he's never heard of the "Mind Fields" before and from what he could tell looking at the map, he was already a little ways within them, though they had no more affect on him. This is not where he wants to be.

Vegeta took his seat, and found himself alone in his ship, with a lot to think about. He shuddered for just a moment, before searching backwards for coordinates, and seeing what direction he should head in, since he didn't want to linger here any longer. Before long he picked a location and hit the go button on the ship for take off.

He sat back in his seat, extremely uncomfortable for a moment. He looked around at the strange surroundings, but did nothing to change his scenery. Fronshir's bed, which Vegeta has been practically tied to, was disheveled, and the whole place reeked of the other's foreign scent. Vegeta didn't even want to go downstairs, he's been out of it for weeks now, and who knows what Fronshir's been doing. He rubbed his forehead for a moment before taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. The calm that had come over him earlier was blanketing him still, and he took his time mulling things over. His behavior, considering everything that has happened, was a little odd. He didn't know he'd changed that much and he wondered where it was coming from.

Many emotions, his own emotions, began to come and go. Embarrassment, pride, sleepiness, hunger, contentedness, queasy discomfort, quiet and stillness, strength humming inside of him, and understanding all spent time with him as he relaxed. Vegeta had learned humility in a way he had not expected, and yet he overcame his own longstanding fears unwillingly and unbeknownst of at first. The need to strike back unnecessarily was no longer in him. There was anger, yes, always, but a time and a place to release it, he understood. He was proud of himself and pleased with the outcome of the situation. Not everything was such a great loss to him that he could still be thankful for his new skills and renewed confidence. He feels he's finally conquered his pasts darkness, which Fronshir had him hanging by.

Still a thought crossed his mind: How had the battle been won exactly? He knew he couldn't say he did it alone, because Kakarot was there, and he would admit he's thankful for him and his reconnection to him, too. (It's a happy hum in his mind at all times, especially now.) At the same time Vegeta also knew that he was still very alone. Whatever the case, it was Kakarot who helped him see, in the end, where his true path leads. None could take his destiny from him and none could control him. Freeza tried and failed, Babidi could not over take him, and now it was too late for any to try. Kakarot had always known the secret to happiness, and it is to be free to be as you are, never needing the anyone else's approval.

All these long years Vegeta had been so focused on the takeover of everything around him and the thought that if he was not the leader, he would fall, too. Now, he's on the outside looking in, unscathed ever more. He is the only thinker in his world and ultimately the only one who can bring about his own torment or happiness.

He took another deep breath, letting it out quickly. His eyes fell to a close and he could see Kakarot's smiling face, and feel him near unlike he had in a very long time. Still, there was something else going on back on Earth that seemed to leave Kakarot uncomfortable, and Vegeta wondered what it could be. It was a subtle feeling in their link but it was there.

Vegeta tried not to think too much about Kakarot, he didn't have the choice of whether or not they would have contact again, and a part of him wanted to close it back up. (How could he still feel that damn sting?) Over all, it was the fact that it felt so good to have it back that kept him from being hasty about closing it. He fell fast asleep, unable to keep his eyes open or his body awake.

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When Goku came to, smiling and saying Vegeta's name, it was nearing nightfall again, three days later. He passed out on the ground.

Piccolo landed with hardly a noise next to Goku's exhausted form. He had never been so worried about him as he had these last few hours, but whatever it was that was going on seems to have passed now. He bent down and lifted some of the hair out of Goku's eyes, "Vegeta, huh?" Piccolo mused aloud, he should have known.

He wanted to wake him up now to ask questions but he had no doubt of his fatigue, and was positive he would want food first and foremost before anything else when he came to. Lifting him up gently off the ground he headed to the lookout where Mr. Popo would gladly prepare something for him, and then the moment he wakes up Piccolo could hound him for information.

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"Dad!" Gohan sat up panting, frantically trying to find out what was going on. He knew he had felt his father reaching out, but he wasn't trying to contact him. He hasn't tried to contact Vegeta that way in a long time, he couldn't guess why he was trying to right now. He bet if he was there he would still be wondering the same thing, no closer to getting an answer. It was the middle of their "nighttime," though, and so Gohan settled back down to sleep next to Von again, falling under almost instantly.

Hours later, during their daytime, Gohan struggled to find peace with his father jumping from planet to planet until he couldn't sense him anymore and then jumping back to Earth. He could only assume it was about Vegeta, and he wondered what good all that work did his father, if any. He and Von did not speak of Goku's actions, though.

Gohan found that he couldn't seem to get his mind from Vegeta after the nagging reminder of him and so finally he mentioned something about it to Von later that day. "I'm surprised you haven't asked me about Vegeta," he laughed a little as he said it, looking up over his shoulder at Von, who hugged him from behind as they say together on the edge of a cliff of a different planet. Gohan turned back around to face the sky. They enjoyed their time together, usually without much speaking, and their getting to know one another was slow going for it wasn't necessary to push, some things were understood.

Von was quiet all the while he was in thought, longer than usual, which Gohan found strange, and then he answered, "I was advised against talking about him with you."

"By who?" Gohan said, startled, shifting around to look closer at Von as he responded. But Von did not say anything, he just set his gaze calmingly upon the young man and Gohan eventually turned around and leaned back into his arms again. "I don't know where he went anyways. I tried..." Gohan told him quietly, "His mind was made up."

Von didn't want to interrupt but Gohan's statements left a lot to ponder. He asked, "What happened?"

Gohan shrugged, "I don't know." He knew there was much he could say but he was reluctant to talk about it. He also knew it wasn't his place to talk about his Dad's relationship with Vegeta, even though he was pretty sure he knew a little about what happened, he didn't know anything for ccertain, and neither Vegeta nor his father would appreciate it if they had to go re-explaining things they didn't talk about in the first place. Maybe it was the fact that Von didn't rat anyone out that made Gohan feel he should not gossip. He knew that Von knew about his father's relationship to Vegeta, and in all reality, he probably knew just as much as Gohan did.

Von had a hunch Gohan was lying but he wasn't offended. He hadn't expected to talk about the Prince with Gohan, especially not now. Although, he was curious about a few things so he decided to push it a little bit, "Well, if I asked you about him, would you answer?"

Gohan stopped all movement and thought for a moment, "What about him?"

Von said, after much thought, "Anything."

Gohan let out a quick breath and replied with, "He's really intense."

Von laughed and Gohan asked what was funny, but he didn't admit that his father had said the same thing, he just shook his head and remarked, "I've no doubt he won't give two shits about me or any of the Saiyans for that matter," and as he said it, an uneasiness rattled him.

Gohan was quiet before he finally responded with, "You never know what Vegeta's gonna do."

There was a long silence between the two of them, Gohan leaned forward, his elbows on his knees, his hands at his chin in thought, while Von leaned back, his palms flat on the ground, his arms out to the side and behind him, while he looked at the sky and pondered things himself.

"Trunks," Gohan said aloud, almost incomprehensibly.

"What?" Von asked.

"He's the one that told you not to bring up Vegeta," Gohan was smiling but Von couldn't see that. The General went to answer, but Gohan suddenly turned around and asked, "Can I tell you something?" Von nodded at him, urging him to go on and he admitted to him after a few moments hesitance, "I don't know what you've heard, but Vegeta turned me down. I used to-- try to be with him, but he only let me in so far, and back then I didn't understand..."

"Oh," Von said, surprised to hear what he thought Gohan was telling him, though he didn't know why he hadn't thought of it before. Gohan certainly was handsome enough for Prince Vegeta to desire.

Gohan turned back around and looked out into the sky. "Why did you insinuate my Dad was ever with Vegeta?" he asked suddenly.

Von wondered how his track of mind had taken him there and he struggled with a suitable explanation, "I just... believed that King Goku and Prince Vegeta were meant to be together."

Gohan laughed a little, like he'd just had an epiphany, and lo, he said, "You know what, Von...? I just realized something... So did Vegeta."

Von felt like that pretty much slammed the explanation of everything into his face. If Prince Vegeta loved King Goku, but King Goku couldn't see it or understand it [more likely], then of course, of COURSE Prince Vegeta would leave, why else would he stay if not for his brethren? King Goku must have realized too late his love for the Prince, and in turn, he did nothing to stop him from leaving. The thought of it made him shudder, and he reached out to grasp onto Gohan's shoulder and neck to rub soothingly as he realized that these events unfolded to bring about the occurrences of their present.

Von asked him, "Can I tell you something?" Gohan smiled over his shoulder and nodded. Von began, "I couldn't have been more than thirteen or fourteen years old, my Dad had been dead for a few years and I was supposed to lead the people in his position. I was scared, terrified of the enemy, terrified of failure, terrified of fighting and losing and causing others to lose, too. I felt like I lost my guidance too soon. I felt like I had no hope and no future.

"Then, I don't know if it happened all at once in one day or if it was over a period of time, but it seemed like there was this unequivocal feeling drawing me forth, small and incomprehensible at first, but so strong. Over the years it grew and grew and thrust me forwards and events seemed to twist in my favor and lessons of information I needed would be taught in the nick of time and it was as though I was following through with what was surely my destined path." He reached around Gohan and held both of his hands in his as he said, "But not until I met you have I felt that I'm where I'm supposed to be."

Gohan couldn't believe how beautiful his words were, though he did not completely understand. He could admit that he loves Von and Von has expressed several times over the course of their interlude together his unwavering, nearly overwhelming feelings for him. Von spoke again, something Gohan could not understand though the sound of it moved him, "Sip jihmipqif piviq kapuf xipvikc af evsjikif." (To ignore our love would be futile.) He went on to say, "My father used to tell me about ancient Saiyan folk-lore, and among the many other useful tidbits of information, the stuff about Apimic-"

"Apimic?" Gohan repeated, unsure of what he was even saying as it came out of his mouth.

"It means 'Bond,'" Von sighed lightly and Gohan awed a bit remembering Vegeta use that word once or twice, though he couldn't recall any distinct memories. Von explained, "Only a select few Saiyans can even experience something so strong and pure. It is a dangerous thing if abused, but the link is sacred and honored."

"Apimic," Gohan said again, letting the word roll around in his mouth, "There's more to it, isn't there?" He looked back at Von, over his shoulder.

Von froze for a moment before nodding his head down at Gohan. Gohan understood as much as he felt he needed to right now, he didn't push the subject any further.

The older Saiyan said to him, trying to explain himself in another way, "When you met me you told me there was no connection between you and Videl." Gohan wondered where he was going to take this conversation but said nothing at first. Von continued, "I've no doubt that you love her, the way I loved Duarlanell. But the way I felt about Duarlanell doesn't even compare to you."

Gohan had heard enough. He turned around, climbing as close into Von's arms as he could get and catching his mouth with a longing kiss. Von leaned back while Gohan turned all the way around to straddle his hips. As Gohan went in to kiss him he said, "I love you," Gohan's tongue glided against Von's lips as he asked for entrance. Von's tongue met Gohan's before anything else, and they relished in the feel of the others passionate kiss.

Von wasted no time telling Gohan what he wanted and the young man complied every step of the way. He felt down to his hips and then squeezed his ass and teased his entrance while he ground their hips together. Gohan sat up, quickly reached down and pumped their members together with both hands, completely preoccupied when Von's mouth met his again and one finger pushed inside of him. It was easy to begin working Gohan since they'd been going at it so much, but he was no less tight than when they'd begun and Von wanted to moan just touching and listening to him. Gohan did moan loudly, stopped what he was doing, and flattened himself against Von's hard body, licking his collar bone and purring into his neck. He became even more excited when Von entered a second finger and began pumping them in and out, deeper and deeper. Gohan was almost instantly rocking with him, using his tongue now to frisk his mouth. Just his kiss left Von breathless, everything else was euphoric.

Von was half in motion when he decided Gohan didn't need it anymore. He positioned his penis quickly at Gohan's entrance and began to press against it while Gohan got into place above it. Gohan whimpered, looking at him and licking his lips anxiously. The looks the young half-saiyan gave him made his tail twitch and his dick drip, he drove his hips upwards at the right angle, encasing himself as deep within Gohan as he could go. Gohan cried out but his entire body seemed to demand that Von move forward. Von sat up onto his elbows as he began to thrust in and out of Gohan, deeper and deeper, and the young man seemed to love the penetration he was getting, as his calls grew long and noisy and he tried to slam Von further inside of him.

Gohan attempted to hold Von in a heated kiss but his need to express himself kept it from happening. Eventually Von didn't need to do anything but sit there for a good minute, while Gohan held onto his shoulders, or clutched onto his back and rode his shaft in and out of him at arousing speeds and intervals.

Von sat all the way up, loving the sudden, uncontrollable cry that came from Gohan's mouth as his dick changed positions inside of him. Gohan panted against his chest, pausing for a moment and Von's purr elicited another quick moan from him.

"I have an idea," Von's said, his deep voice was sultry and kind. "Hold on to me," he told him, "wrap your legs around my waist."

Gohan complied, swinging his feet forward and crossing them around Von's back. He smiled into Von's chest, he was still inside of him, pulsing.

Up until this point in time Von's legs had been dangling from the knees down off of the cliff. Von scooted forward to Gohan's surprise. He wrapped his right arm around Gohan and moved to jump down over the edge. Gohan closed his eyes, not knowing what to expect, but Von held on to the side with his left hand and turned them around, pressing Gohan up against the rough underside of the land. His feet caught onto the rock and immediately Von pulled his hips back and thrust forward causing Gohan to let out another uncontrollable, erotic call. He continued to impale him against the cliffside, driving upwards as gravity pulled Gohan down. Within moments Gohan came, he tried to throw his head back, but it hit the hard wall behind him, and the mixed emotions on Gohan's face and in his voice drove Von insane. Minutes later he came, filling Gohan and kissing him all the way through his climax.
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