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Yaoi RPG	By : arvan Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7199 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I don't have much warning to give, except for the foul words, possible yaoi scenes, the occasional random crap and whatnots. Not too sure yet.
Warning: This has yaoi content! Male x Male
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball nor do I generate any profit from this. This is for entertainment only.

The mage with one wish

“So what can I help you with, Tarble?” Goku asked, turning to give Tarble his full attention.
“No… it’s nothing really. It’s just that… we’re almost reaching the king’s palace and…” he paused. “No… that’s not it. I- I just don’t know how to say it…” he frowned, bringing his eye level down, unable to look at Goku.
“Here Tarble… take a seat” Goku poured him a cup of tea, another for himself and took the seat beside Tarble. “Here have something to drink, take your time”
Goku gently pushed the drink towards him, noticing how the guy’s fingers shook as they took hold of the cup. He was shivering… Goku realised.
“Is it about tomorrow?” he asked, deciding to take a guess at Tarble’s current state of mind.
“Some of it…” unable to stop his hands from shaking in order to drink, Tarble placed the cup back on the table.
“Tarble, what’s wrong? You’re shaking” Goku pulled his chair forward, bringing himself closer to Tarble.
“I’m just scared, Goku”
“I suppose that’s natural… it’s almost the final battle… hey Tarble… if you-”
“That’s not what I meant, Goku” Tarble swiftly cut in. “I’m not scared of the King and I’m not scared of death… I told you before I’d follow you, unti-”
“You’re either dead or we’ve won. I believe you, Tarble and I’ll tell you again, I don’t want to lose a friend like you. So… if that’s not the problem, then what is it?” Goku waited for Tarble to continue patiently, but the mage seemed to have some difficulty continuing where he left off.
“Is it because of what Sharnper said?” Goku decided to guess again, indirectly helping to fill in the blanks for Tarble.
“I was shocked, horrified. To discover what I really am” he spoke softly. “… empty like a soulless vessel, a spell that would fade once its usefulness was spent” Tarble tightened his fingers around his cup; Goku wasn’t 100% on the mark, but he was close.
“Tarble, if you are empty, you won’t be able to feel those things. You’re not hollow… you have feelings” Goku disagreed immediately, disliking the comparison Tarble made.
“Feelings that were placed there… maybe none of it was mine” Tarble said, contemplating his words as they left his mouth. What if that was true?
“Do you really believe that, Tarble?” Goku asked.
“After everything that’s happened till now, I don’t know what to believe, Goku… ” he hesitated.
“You’ll have to decide for yourself, Tarble. But if you’re asking for my opinion, I believe in you”
Confused, Tarble looked up; surprised to see Goku smile at him, in a rather… confident fashion if he had to describe it.
“After everything that’s happened, I’m sure, more than ever” he noticed the confusion on Tarble’s face and tried to explain.
“Like when we first met at that village prison? You came back even though I told you to run. That other time you could have let me drink that poison, but you didn’t. What about all those times we spent? They can’t all be scripted. You’re a brave guy and a good friend, Tarble. That’s what I think. What about you?”
“That’s adding more questions on top of the ones I still have. I’m still not entirely convinced if what I feel is my own, but even now they still exist; they still stir things… emotions inside me… I want to believe, no I strongly believe they’re mine and… I don’t know if I can keep them bottled inside anymore”
“I’m here, Tarble. If you need someone to listen” Goku offered.
“You’re the person I need to talk to, Goku… I know you’ll have to leave eventually, but I- ah! This is so vexing…”
“Don’t rush yourself, Tarble. Go slow and take a deep breath…” Goku suggested, it always worked for him. Tarble took his advice and took a deep breath for that extra boost of courage.
“You’ve always been on my mind, Goku… I care deeply for you… my feelings go much deeper and beyond the status of friendship. At the beginning, I wanted to stop the chaos and end the King’s rule… that hasn’t changed but… over time, I had another reason to keep fighting, I wanted to be there for you, to aid and protect you, as you had done for me. That’s why… This is why I’m going with you till the end, I’m not sure if my strength is enough but I’ll give it my all so you can return to your world safely” Tarble stopped, blushing crimson red; hoping that was enough to let Goku know just how he felt.
The lack of a response surprised him. Confused, he looked up again at a dumbstruck Goku. “I’m sorry… was I too forward?”
“Yeah. No… I mean…” he stammered, now it was his turn to flush red to his neck. “Tarble, are you saying what I think you’re saying?” he asked, blushing redder when Tarble nodded, his face splashed with the colour of crimson.
“I don’t know what to say” Goku began to look elsewhere, scratching the back of his head when Tarble got up from his seat to stand before him. “Tarble… you’re a great guy, really you are, but I... I mean...”
“Goku, you don’t have to explain anything to me”
Goku turned back, uncertain of what to say; so he remained quiet, waiting for Tarble to continue.
“I just wanted to tell you how I feel… not ask you to make a choice or something… And I know your heart’s already taken…”
“Tarble…” he didn’t know if he should acknowledge that or apologise, Tarble shook his head.
“Please Goku, don’t…” he shifted closer and planted a kiss on Goku’s lips, rendering him speechless when all thoughts flew out his mind.
The signals in Goku’s brain started to work again, though still not in full gear when Tarble came too closer into his personal space, his hands against his chest and his lips once again descended on his. The shy but obvious come on was near intoxicating and Goku, who still had a lot of pent up energy, frustrations left from his ‘talk’ with Vegeta, found it difficult to resist. His resolve challenged further when Tarble pressed his body closer, the occasional brush of his knee so dangerously close to the hardened appendage, he brought his arms around Goku’s neck as the kiss deepened.
“Tarble… If you keep this up, I might not be able to stop myself” Goku placed his hands loosely on Tarble’s shoulders.
“I don’t want you to stop” Tarble affirmed, his voice strained with need.
“Tarble… don’t do this to yourself” Goku tried his darnest to resist, even then he found he could not bring himself to remove Tarble from his person, let alone take his hands off him. “You’ll feel worse later… you’re a dear friend… I don’t want to hurt you…”
“I’ll embrace that pain if that’s what it takes to allow me the right to love someone… that person is you, Goku…”
“Tarble, you know I can’t commit to you beyond today…” Goku hated this feeling despite his body’s reaction; a part of him craved for relief but another part did not like the idea that he might be using his friend. He was conflicted, his emotions were. Not only because of his feelings for Vegeta, but also because of the truth in his statement. He could not give more even if he wanted to; he could not give Tarble more time beyond today with the pending battle on their hands, he did not have an indefinite time in this digital world, and his heart was already claimed.
“I know…” his voice became soft as he buried his face in Goku’s neck. “I know you have someone else in your sights… and I can accept that. There’s no need for you to feel obligated… to return my feelings. All I ask is that you accept how I feel… and what I want to give you” Tarble’s voice shook.
“Tarbl-“ Tarble gently placed two fingers against Goku’s lips to stop him from saying more.
“It’s ok, Goku. Love isn’t a debt… and it’s not your debt to pay… but if I may ask for something in return-” he paused for a moment to still his heart, he did not want to break down in front of Goku and he definitely had not wanted him to see him like this; but it was now or never, if he did not tell him now, he might not get another chance. If the battle did not take him first, then his existence would likely be erased; he had not understood the word ‘delete’ when Sharnper spoke of it to him, but his face had told him enough.
“…keep me in your heart…” Tarble said the words so softly it was barely a whisper. “Even if it’s just a tiny space in your heart… please reserve it for me… I’ll be satisfied with that”
“Tarble. Stop that…” Goku gently brought his hands around Tarble’s waist, pulling him closer into his embrace; silencing him with a kiss. A few seconds into the kiss, a pair of hands pushed gently against Goku as Tarble began to move away from him. A little confused, Goku released him, Tarble kept his eyes on him, moving backwards as he fumbled with his robe, dropping them just as he reached Goku’s bed.
Kami. Goku’s body temperature rose at Tarble’s obvious invitation, his already aching member responded immediately, stiffening in an upright salute.
“Goku…”
That sent a jolt down Goku’s entire being, mostly to his lower regions. He whined softly, he was so hard it was almost painful; his resolve all but dissolved when Tarble took one more step back and lied on his bed.
Goku’s armour hit the ground with a gentle thud, his vest and the rest of his donned garments and equipment followed shortly. He gave Tarble a final chance to change his mind as he took slow steps towards him; if he was still there, on his bed by the time he reached, then he would not hesitate anymore.
Tarble remained, his own heart racing with anticipation; his eyes met Goku’s, silently he nodded once, he was willing, ready; he wasn’t going to leave.
Goku brought a knee up, setting it upon the edge of the bed before lifting the other leg. He took up the space at the edge of the bed, settling himself comfortably down before turning his attention back to Tarble.

…
“Goku… ahhh” Tarble pulled at the sheets, bringing one hand over his mouth when Goku’s warm mouth engulfed his already weeping member. He fell back onto the bed, his head slammed against the pillow. He shuddered, his hips bucked at the insane sensation, all that mental preparation had not been enough to prepare him physically for it.
He was putty in Goku’s hands. Not to mention, this was just foreplay, according to Goku. If this little love play was psychedelic then how would he fare during the actual deed? His thoughts cut short when he felt fingers brush against his sphincter, a single finger rotate in a circle against his external sphincter, teasing him. Tarble struggled to keep his hand over his mouth, stopping further sounds, embarrassing sounds that threatened to emit from him.
With disciplined patience and consideration, Goku pushed a salve coated finger in, working on Tarble’s pleasure meter with his mouth as he did in an effort to distract him from any possible discomfort.
The reaction Goku received suggested otherwise. Tarble’s breath hitched, his eyes flew open the moment he felt Goku push past his ring muscle. The sensation he experienced as his sphincter was stretched somehow felt more intimate and somewhat intimidating; it left him feeling vulnerable and exposed, powerless, just like that time with the tentacle monster.
“Shh… it’s ok Tarble” Goku released Tarble’s member from his mouth so he may address Tarble’s fears.
“I’m ok…” he made an effort to sound neutral, but just like Goku, he was a poor pretender.
Not willing to call Tarble out on his bluff, or bring up any questions that might trigger bad memories, Goku nodded. Instead he brought Tarble’s hand, the one still grasping the sheets towards his own member, now leaking with precum and missing Goku’s attention; returning him some control. Goku brought his free hand over Tarble’s, moving it along his shaft as he moved his own finger in and out of Tarble’s body, encouraging Tarble to pleasure himself with each thrust he made.
“Goku…” Tarble blushed redder than was possible as he started to stroke himself, abandoning all reasoning as he matched Goku’s pace.
The sight was arousing. Goku’s own member throbbed red, angrily at his neglect as he slowly worked two fingers in, stretching Tarble. Goku’s fingers pushed against a spot making Tarble inhaled a sharp breath with that simple touch. Goku angled his fingers against that spot once again and sure enough Tarble reacted the same way, his hand stopped; unable to concentrate on his own pleasure at Goku’s assault, he was going to spill if Goku kept at it.
Goku withdrew his fingers, settling himself in between Tarble’s legs, choosing the missionary position so he may watch his companion's face.
“Goku… shouldn’t I…” Tarble looked towards Goku’s lower region, then blinked in surprise at the sight of the monster truck Goku packed. Oh god! How did he not notice that sooner!?
“No need. It's already hard”
No kidding... parts of a conversation they had some time back returned to him... somewhere along a scratched up back that needed 3 types of medications and 4 different lotions to heal?
Goku noticed Tarble's trail of vision and smiled a little sheepishly; following his train of thought.
“You don't have to be scared, Tarble... I will never hurt you. If you're uncomfortable and want me to stop, just tell me and I will”
Tarble shook his head despite the flashing, warning signals in his head, showing his consent to follow through what they've started to the end by spreading his legs a little wider. Goku noticed his attempt at seduction and smiled, a little amused and bewildered at the same time.
He applied a generous amount of salve and positioned the head of his member against Tarble's virginal entrance. He pushed his glans past Tarble's ring muscle, slowly working his way in deeper; the whole time mindful of Tarble's discomfort as evidenced when Tarble grabbed hold of him tightly around the nape of his neck, his hands tightening as he went deeper. And his voice... the whimpers that escaped his lips, the still and heavy intake of breath.
He whined, close to tears as the pain coursed through him like fire. The hands around the nape of Goku's neck now clung onto his back instead, seeking some form of alleviation for the unfamiliar, excruciating, unavoidable discomfort that came, all to accommodate another man's organ.
(Tarble HP – 137, 2763/2900)
Goku gave Tarble a little bit of time to adjust, reminding himself to be patient even though his loins ached, temptation harder to resist now that he was in Tarble's tight, warm heat.
“I'm going to move now...” he whispered, unable to wait any longer.
Goku began to move and Tarble could no longer fight the tears. It hurt, no matter how hard Goku tried to be gentle, how much careful preparation was administered.
(Goku HP – 24, 6376/6400)
“I'm sorry Tarble... it'll get better, I promise...” Goku voiced no complains when Tarble's nails sunk into his back; desperately holding onto him like a lifeline, his own experience served as a reminder of a past event, but similar circumstances, such as the circumstance surrounding his now newly scratched up back.
True to Goku's words, the discomfort eased up in place of pleasure whenever Goku hit that little sweet, hot button inside him. Tarble's member had also softened in response to the pain of Goku's initial entry, but quicken hardened again as his body opened up to Goku.
Goku helped along, grasping Tarble's once again awoken arousal, stroking him in time with his thrusts; the dazed look of rapture on Tarble's face as well as his gasps of oohs, told him he was doing it right.
Goku was driving him crazy, Tarble could not concentrate on anything else as each thrust set his already burning body on fire. He had not had a man penetrate him before, the humiliating probing he suffered at the hands of the tentacle monster being the closest thing in comparison; a time he did not want to return to. With Goku, he felt safe, blissful; he knew of contentment even if it was just one night...
“Ahhh! Goku!” Tarble bucked his hips, unable to hold in his passion anymore, his muscles tensing, shaking as he came hard, spilling his essence all over himself and Goku, shivering when Goku continued to stroke him, emptying him of everything he had to give. His toes curled as his body arched, indirectly squeezing, tightening himself around Goku, losing control; his whole being at Goku's mercy.
Goku could not have imagined how Tarble's orgasm could make his muscles clench around him so deliciously. He gave a couple more thrusts as he pumped Tarble's member, milking him till he was spent, by then he could feel his own climax was near; his own member massaged and squeezed whenever Tarble clenched his ring muscles.
He could not remove himself in time, spilling his warm seed deep within Tarble's body; his orgasm was so intense that he lost touch with reality for a moment. Tarble gasped at the heat, momentarily taken aback by the warmth as it coated his walls.
“I'm sorry, Tarble...” Goku began to remove himself gently, feeling bad that he had lost control and cum inside his friend.
“No... it's ok” Tarble started to prop himself up, looking for all the world like he was going to get up and leave the room. Goku suspected as much and stopped him gently,holding him back by his arm.
“Stay here, Tarble. you can sleep here” Goku didn't wait for Tarble's answer, pulling the blankets over them before bringing his arms around the mage, in case he tried to weasel his way out.
“Goku?” that invitation came as a surprise; even if he knew Goku was always the kind one. It was quite likely Goku did not want him walking back to his own room while he was sore and a little unsteady on his feet. Tarble voiced no complains, truth be told, this was where he wanted to be.
“Tarble... I'm sorry”
“It's ok, Goku... I know and I understand...” he shook his head, snuggling closer into Goku's embrace.
“You've always had a place in my heart”
Tarble remained still, even his own breathing halted for that brief moment as Goku whispered the words in his ear.
“And it's not some leftover, small space”
Tarble smiled softly, unseen by Goku but felt when Tarble brought his arms around him, hugging him.
“Thank you... Goku”
Tarble's tears fell again, this time in relief; he would never regret his decision, and he was no longer afraid.
(Goku and Tarble has scored +10 Love points, relationship improved)

To be continued ~

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