Vengeance of a Prince *COMPLETED*

Chapter 23:

Vejita stepped forward and grasped a fistful of his son’s lavender hair, pulling him close for kiss him. His mouth tasted just as sweet as it always had and Trunks forgot everything else as his father’s tongue danced with his own. Vejita’s hands were strong, gripping his hair and crushing their mouths together. Trunks’ hands slid up Vejita’s chest, his fingers digging into the firm flesh as he felt himself harden inside his gi. His confusion, his death, his sudden return to life, it all disappeared in the wake of Vejita’s kiss. It seemed like hours before the elder Saiyajin pulled back, his black eyes intense as he stared at his son once more. A soft whimper made both princes turn and look at Goten. Exhaustion and need had made him pale and he took a step toward them, gaze shifting from one to the other, unsure of which one he wanted more.

“Goten,” Trunks said, stepping toward him. The younger demi-Saiyajin moved forward into his lover’s arms and Trunks claimed his mouth in a hard kiss. Only moments later, he felt Vejita’s hands on his waist, a hot mouth on the back of his neck and a purr rumbled from deep within his chest. Sharp teeth pierced his flesh and Trunks hissed in pleasure and pain. He could feel Vejita’s arousal pressing against him from behind and Goten’s from the front and he moaned into Goten’s mouth. Vejita reached around Trunks and fisted his hand in Goten’s unruly black hair, pulling his mouth away from Trunks’ and to his own. Goten tasted Trunks’ blood on Vejita’s tongue and shivered as Trunks bent his head to scrape his teeth along the curve of Goten’s neck. The young prince lapped away the thin line of blood that rose to the surface of the pale white skin and slid his hands under Goten’s shirt, tearing the fabric away. Vejita was removing Trunks’ shirt, his fingers sliding under the loose waistband of his pants. Trunks cried out as Vejita’s hand closed around his straining cock and Goten’s hands came up to tangle in the silken lilac strands of his hair, holding his mouth against the flesh. A light growl rose in Trunks’ throat as he nipped Goten’s skin a little harder, waiting to hear his lover cry out in protest, as he usually did when Trunks got too rough. Instead, he heard a soft whimper of encouragement from the demi-Saiyajin and Trunks happily sank his teeth into the pale, milky-white flesh of Goten’s neck.

Vejita growled into Goten’s mouth, his teeth lightly piercing the soft lower lip and tasting the sweet, coppery blood. The boy moaned and shifted his hips against Trunks’ as Vejita’s hand stroked his son’s hard length. Goten’s hands found Trunks’ pants and one hard jerk had them sliding down to pool around the prince’s feet. Trunks kicked them away, shoving Goten’s pants down over his hips, freeing his rock hard arousal. A soft sound came from somewhere deep inside Trunks as Vejita pressed against his opening, the head of his cock slick with precum. Vejita released Goten and slid his hand to grip Trunks’ hips as he slowly pressed inside the tight heat. Trunks’ teeth withdrew from Goten’s neck and he cried out as Vejita filled him, immediately finding and stroking his sweet spot, so that Trunks’ knees gave out. Vejita’s hands were there, holding him up, though and Goten captured Trunks’ mouth in a harsh kiss before nipping and licking a path down the demi-Saiyajin’s chest. He nuzzled the soft indent of Trunks’ navel and down to the soft lilac curls at the base of his arousal, before running his tongue along the underside of the velvety shaft and taking the blunt tip into his mouth.

Vejita’s nails drew blood at Trunks’ hips and it ran in crimson rivulets down his thighs as he thrust into the tight caverns of the younger prince, striking his sweet spot again and again, even as Goten licked and sucked at his cock, driving him closer and closer to completion. Trunks’ head was thrown back against Vejita’s shoulder, his hands buried in Goten’s hair. Goten took his entire length into the molten heat of his mouth and Trunks’ control snapped. He screamed as he came, releasing his seed into Goten’s mouth. The younger demi-Saiyajin swallowed every drop, sucking at the tip and Trunks’ body convulsed around Vejita sending him over the edge with a primal roar. He slammed into Trunks once more, buried to the hilt as he filled his son with his essence.

Slowly, Vejita lowered them all to the ground, so that he was sitting on his heels, Trunks on his lap, straddling his legs and Goten’s head was resting on the inside of Trunks’ thigh. That was how Gohan found them.

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