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Life is ironic	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3190 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 27

          Vegeta pulled his mouth away and climbed on top of Piccolo taking the very large cock in hand and placed it to his entrance. He was about to sit himself down on the cock until his hips were held in a tight grasp.

            “Scream my name when you fuck yourself on me…” Piccolo smirked darkly…

            Vegeta turned his head away from the dark lustful glaring of Piccolo. His mind swirled as his stomach turned; how can he do this? How can he shout out the monsters name when all he thought of was his gentle mate Kakarot? Vegeta took a stronger hold of Piccolo’s shoulders taking in deep shuddering breaths trying to keep his resolve. All he needed to do was go into a certain mind set like he had done for years under Frezia. Vegeta push downward slightly and quickly move his hips away from the blunt head. He hung his head stealing himself once again.

            “Do it Vegeta.” Piccolo removed his hand from the prince’s hip and cupped his cheek to look into the dark eyes he craved. “Scream my name.”

            Vegeta shook under the demands of Piccolo; he resolved crumbled like an iceberg under a hot sun. He jumped away from Piccolo’s arms turning himself away. “I can’t.” Vegeta voiced wavered. “I cannot do it.”

            Piccolo released a vicious roar a powerful wave hit Vegeta sending him down to the floor. Piccolo sneered. “You will do as I say!” Piccolo’s fist tightened at his sides. “We had an agreement!” Piccolo growled readying to depart back to the village once again and take back what he restored.

            Vegeta trembled; now he feared. It was rare when he would taste fear on the tip of his tongue and feel the cold chill course throughout his body. He despised the emotion he hated how it made him feel utterly weak and helpless. He looked up seeing the rage on Piccolo’s face seeing the tighten fist; he knew he needed to do something quickly before Piccolo returns to the village. Swallowing down the bitter taste of fear, he quickly turned his fearful eyes into sultry. “Master.” Vegeta nearly purred the word to catch the attention of Piccolo and did it ever. He smirked slightly under how easy it was to gain the monster’s attention; now he needed to keep this act up. Using all his old tricks and lies from past experience he unleashed them artfully. “Master.” He purred once again crooking his finger multiple times to signal Piccolo to come to him. Vegeta sat up on his knees spreading them slightly to show off what the monster wanted. “Come.” Vegeta moaned out.

            Piccolo grinned like a Cheshire cat showing off his fangs. His rage ebbed instantly once he heard Vegeta purr his title and seeing the smoldering eyes gaze at him. He knew then and there Kakarot was no where near Vegeta’s thoughts. Piccolo moved forward unclasping his cape, allowing his pants to fall to the floor carelessly, and slowly unbutton his shirt allowing it to show off his muscular body. He heard Vegeta groan at his display and his grin widen. “Now tell me prince why couldn’t you do it?” Piccolo looked down between Vegeta’s thighs noticing how Vegeta palmed his cock bringing it to full attention. “Hmm it seems you are enjoying yourself now. Is it the show of power that brings you to such need?” Piccolo knelt down in front of Vegeta reaching a hand out to touch him. He grunted in frustration when Vegeta dodged his hand. “Answer you’re master Vegeta.”

            Vegeta smiled devilishly moving slightly back. “I am tired.” Vegeta simply put.

            “Tired? It do not seem you are tired do not lie to me Vegeta.” Piccolo scoffed not liking this conversation. He shouldn’t have opened his mouth and allowed Vegeta to do as he pleased because it was looking very promising for him. He cursed his inquisitive nature.

            “No not tired in the sense of sleeping no. Not at all. I am tired of the simple sex. I am tired of climbing on top, laying on my back, or my knees and he fucked. I do not wish to fuck you as such. I want something different…New.” Vegeta bit down on the top of his thumb in an innocent manner.

            Piccolo’s cock throbbed hearing Vegeta speak so freely in such a vulgar manner. It heated his blood to near boiling. He just wanted to take him there and then on the marble flooring but yet again his inquisitive nature took over. “What do you have in mind prince?”

            Vegeta trailed his eyes over to the wall containing certain objects making sure Piccolo followed his eyes. He returned his gaze to Piccolo noticing how please Piccolo was and he grinned. “I think you have the idea. I guess you know how to use those things?”

            “I am an expert.” Piccolo chuckled standing to his height and holding out his hand for Vegeta to take. Piccolo helped Vegeta to his feet and pulled him to his chest bending slightly to whisper in his ear. “I will not harm you.”

            Vegeta allowed Piccolo to guide him to the other side of the room where the chains lay innocently on the wall. Thought’s of his life with Kakarot voided from his mind, at this very moment he was in the mind set of being the perfect little pet.

            Piccolo nudged Vegeta a step closer to the many different style bondage chains hanging from the wall. He smiled sweetly. “Now prince I will allow you which one you wish to use. Since you wanted something different.”

            Vegeta walked forward his robe still hanging off his elbows. He looked over at the different chains wondering what would be the most easiest to use. The chains that would keep his arms outward and to the sides would be uncomfortable; he stayed clear of those. One set where it is one chain holding two cuffs hanging side by side and held above with one loop would be the best choice. He would be able to turn from front to back easily, and he would be able to fist the chain if the cuffs started to chaff his wrist. “I want to try this one.” Vegeta turned his head to the side to smirk at Piccolo.

            “Fine choice prince. This one will do excellently.” Piccolo moved over to Vegeta and quickly pushed him up on the wall kissing him with all the need he had for him. He started nipping on Vegeta’s bottom lip and sucking it; groaning all the while.

            Vegeta shuddered under the onslaught of Piccolo’s lips, he could feel their erections pressing on each others gaining the burning friction. Vegeta wrapped his legs around Piccolo’s hips trying to gain more of the delicious friction; Vegeta let out a long groan when Piccolo pushed his hips forward grinding Vegeta to the cool wall.

            Piccolo ripped away the white robe from Vegeta wanting no clothing in the way of the subtle and firm flesh. He palmed Vegeta’s bottom loving the curve and tightness of the muscle. Many would not desire someone who has been had many times with multiple partners but his desire didn’t go down only climbed higher. He knew once Vegeta bathed in the water everything was going to be anew. Inside and outside of his body. Vegeta technically was a virgin and he will experience it all as such. All his nerves are regenerated and thriving waiting to experience touch once again. He smirked as he pulled his lips away from Vegeta’s to suckle and nip at Vegeta’s delicate neck.

            Vegeta was squirming under Piccolo’s touches and this was only the beginning. He groaned aloud when Piccolo suckled his sensitive spot on his neck surprised on how it felt. It was so different but he had this all done to him before but he was experiencing it as if it was his first time. He arched when Piccolo lightly scraped his nail over his straining nipple. He felt Piccolo take all his weight on his hips and lifted his arms above his head. Vegeta lifted his head up arching his neck to watch Piccolo cuff him. He was taken completely off guard when Piccolo sucked his Adam’s apple and lightly bitten down. Vegeta shook under the pleasure rippling throughout his body, he wanted to cry from the insanity of it. Vegeta heard the snapping of the cuffs and felt the cold hard bronze lock him in and he shuddered from the cold chill tingling down his spine.

            Piccolo stepped back to get a better look at his handy work. There was his prize trembling from the sensations of ecstasy coursing throughout his body. His lips was swollen and in a light pout ready for another searing kiss, his nipples perked and crying out to be touched, his cock leaking begging to be touched, and his balls drawn up ready to burst. Piccolo chuckled; they only just begun. He moved over lightly racking his nails down Vegeta’s chest to his inner thigh. He was mesmerized by Vegeta’s arching and groaning from such a simple act. He moved away once again and chuckled at the whimper of loss Vegeta expelled. “Do not worry prince I will not leave you in such a state.” Piccolo moved over to the dresser that held his ‘play time’ objects. He opened it up and took out a black silk blindfold; he moved over to Vegeta quickly twirling the object around to make sure it was cold. He cupped Vegeta’s face tilting it up feeling the heated skin. He smirked when Vegeta opened his eyes and was quickly turn to surprise when his sight was taken away and the coolness of the cloth around his eyes.

            “What?.... What are you doing.” Vegeta lightly stumbled his words confusion evident.

            “Do not worry prince.” Piccolo hushed him; he didn’t want Vegeta to see what he was doing nor what he was using. He just wanted Vegeta to feel and experience. He moved back to the drawer gaining all the objects he wished to use.

            Vegeta waited hearing Piccolo mummer to himself and periodically chuckle. Patience was never his thing. “Don’t leave me here hanging.” Vegeta smirked; what a perfect choice of words to use. He didn’t wait long until he felt something soft and light touch his skin that he quickly identified as a feather. He shuddered when it passed under his arm, down his side, then lightly brushed over his nipple. He sighed under the light touches he was not expecting Piccolo to use a feather on him; he thought of Piccolo more of the rough type. He gotten use to the light touches of the feather and enjoyed it but it seemed Piccolo like to throw him out of the loop. He heard a very loud snapping and felt a sting on his skin, he yelped. Then the feather returned instantly soothing down the strike making him groan. He knew it wasn’t a whip, one Piccolo was standing so close to him, he could feel his breath on his skin, secondly it didn’t hurt like a whip, it left a light sting behind but it cracked like a whip. Vegeta knew then what it was, it was a Quirt. Small and light made more noise then pain. Again the snap in the air and the sting across his other nipple and he cried out. Then the feather soothed the sting creating a whole new sensation; Vegeta didn’t know then if he liked it, the sting then the feather created a tingling in his blood craving more.

            Piccolo smirked as he watched Vegeta squirm not knowing when the next slap was going to strike. It drove him near madness every time he stroke Vegeta arched and gasped; the prince didn’t know how beautiful he was, he was made for this. He moved his strikes down the prince’s legs, soothing him after-words with the feather grinning all the while. Now for more fun. He moved in closer taking Vegeta in a fiery kiss and roughly turning him where his ass was exposed to his pleasure. Piccolo racked his nails from Vegeta’s shoulders down to the curve of his bottom. He heard Vegeta moan and his muscles tensed. Piccolo took a small step back wielding the Quirt once again across Vegeta’s back leaving behind a small red marking the only thing that will show; he will enjoy this for now as long as he could because in a few years he will never see a marking of any kind on Vegeta once the water fully takes effect on his body.

            Vegeta felt crazed with the sensations Piccolo caused him, why did it feel like this his mind shouted at him trying its best to come up with a logical answer. No matter how much he tried his brain became near mush. Vegeta arched when he felt Piccolo grab on his bottom squeezing and massaging. He shuddered when he felt Piccolo hover over him and whispered heavily in his ear. “You do not know how much I waited for this day.” Vegeta answered back with a simple groan.

            Piccolo moved back and started to quickly strike Vegeta’s full bottom with the Quirt over and over again. He watched festinated by Vegeta’s movements pulling away and arching forward for more, unsure if he enjoyed his treatment. Little yelps filled the room echoing from wall to wall to fill his ears in the sinful sounds. He pulled away once he saw how red he left his prize. He reached out to cup a cheek and he felt the throbbing and inflamed heat oozing from it to his deepest pleasure. He knelt down cupping them both in his large hands, strains of white hair obstructing his view he grunted. He thought about the quick decision of staying in this form or the other. He chose the other. Pale skin became emerald green; hair receded back leaving the bald green head, showing off his pointed ears, and antennas. Nails grew becoming more claw like patches of pink muscle showed, and his eyebrows disappeared. The once violet eyes became coal black and soulless. The form that was closest to his true form.

            Vegeta could feel a different in Piccolo’s hands but didn’t think much on it once he felt a hot slippery tongue lave his cheeks soothing down the throbbing. Periodically he felt Piccolo slap at his bottom and he let loose a shuddering moan.

            Piccolo spread Vegeta wide and gazed at the little entrance begging to be filled and stated. He could see Vegeta’s balls throb begging for the same. He chuckled and licked at the tiny opening feeling Vegeta tense and jump slightly. He tasted the oil Raditz had used to quickly prepare Vegeta and he smirked. How bitter sweet it was to use the oil that was made from mangos. He laughed in his head how ironic, if Vegeta only knew. He reached out for his last object a little jar filled of thick oil and lathered his engorged cock while he tasted and teased Vegeta. He quickly removed himself and reached around to palm Vegeta’s wet, hard cock feeling Vegeta rock himself forward for more friction. “What do you want Vegeta?”

            Vegeta moaned hoping he didn’t need to speak. He arched bumping his ass backwards to signal what he wanted in a silent reply. But it seems Piccolo wanted to hear it.

            “Tell me what you want Vegeta.” Piccolo hovered over more pressing his cock forward and fisted Vegeta’s straining manhood. “Don’t make me leave you like this.” Was Piccolo’s only warning to Vegeta.

            Vegeta groaned and jerked his hips forward wanting more; he sighed as he tilted his head back. “Take me master.”

            Piccolo needed no more encouraging words. Again when Vegeta spoke master it nearly drove him to cumming. Not wasting anytime he held up Vegeta’s hips, crushing Vegeta’s upper body to the wall, he smirked when he felt Vegeta loop his feet behind his inner knees for extra support. Piccolo rammed forward encasing himself fully into the virgin flesh nearly shouting out his pleasure at the tight heat spasm around him in a beautiful hold. Fire swirled in his belly; he needed to relax or this will be over sooner then he desired.

            Vegeta screamed, tears prickling in the corner of his eyes. He couldn’t believe how much this was hurting him. He was oiled and ready for it but it took him off his feet. It was unreal. His mouth was opened wide panting, his eyes shut tightly willing the pain away. He tried as much as he could to will his body to relax but the intrusion kept him tense.

            Piccolo knew Vegeta wasn’t ready to continue but it didn’t matter to him because he was ready. He pulled slowly back and snapped his hips forward; he allowed his mouth to hang loosely and released a sigh. The feel of Vegeta was beyond everything he dreamed it would be like. He kept his pace pulling out and slapping forward. His balls smacking against Vegeta’s creating a even more erotic feeling coursing through him.

            Vegeta fisted the chains tightly panting and grunting out his discomfort. He knew soon his body will become accustom and it will be good for him as well. But he couldn’t stand the pace Piccolo droved into him; slow pull out and slam forward. “Show me you’re power.” Vegeta gasped out. “Fuck me master. Fuck me into the wall.” Vegeta shouted.

            Piccolo groaned out baring his teeth as he done what Vegeta begged for. Slamming forward, pulling out just as quick to slam in once again. His claws dug into Vegeta’s hips but unable to break the skin. Sweat formed on his head trailing down on his neck as he fucked Vegeta with everything he had.

            Vegeta screamed out his prostate was getting a pounding. Light’s flashed before his eyes. He could hear Piccolo moan and at times shout out when Vegeta would flex his muscles. “More…more.”

            Piccolo locked his hips when he was buried deep within Vegeta hunching over to place his head on Vegeta’s back between his shoulder blades. “Say me name.”

            Vegeta shook his head and moved his hips up and down. “Piccolo….Piccolo…Piccolo.”

            Piccolo straighten and pulled fully out releasing Vegeta from his hold. He watched as Vegeta moan out his lost and collapsed as much as he could from the chain keeping himself hung. Piccolo groaned when he saw Vegeta’s face flushed and sweat or tears stain his cheeks he wasn’t sure what it was exactly but both of the options pleased him. He reached out to the chain and hauled Vegeta up taking a strong hold of his face he yanked off the blindfold needing to see his eyes.

            Vegeta panted keeping his eyes closed he chest raising and falling rapidly from the pounding he experienced. He needed more, he needed to be finished off. He was near delirium. “Please…. Please…” Never before had he begged for sex and at that very moment he didn’t even realize he was. The need and want was to great his body craved it.

            Piccolo sighed and smirked as he lifted Vegeta’s hips and pulled forward feeling Vegeta instantly wrap his legs around him tightly and before he could pushed forward to encase himself once again Vegeta had already maneuvered himself to take him in. Piccolo was stunned as Vegeta raised his hips and droved down quickly on his cock, fucking himself as he wanted Vegeta to do from the very beginning. No matter how much Vegeta wished to lie to himself he was a very sexual creature Piccolo mused. Taking a hold of Vegeta’s hips he once again took control pulling Vegeta further away from the wall where his whole body was held up only by a chain and him. He pounded once again feeling Vegeta’s entrance pushing him out and pulling him in. He groaned. He wouldn’t last much longer. “Open you’re eyes Vegeta. I want to watch you cum.”

            Vegeta vaguely heard Piccolo’s words but complied. Opening his eyes in a hooded fashion looking right into the black soulless eyes. Nothing registered, only the feel and need. He didn’t care that a demon was humping him like a rabid beast. He didn’t care that the claw like finger nails dug into his skin, all he cared about was how that monstrous cock drove into him rapidly striking his pleasure spot with every stroke. “Please…”

            Piccolo moved harder pulsing his power forward to gain more speed, his near was at the panicle. Just a few more. He quickly took a hold of Vegeta’s flopping cock holding it tightly he pumped it with his thrust.

            Vegeta screamed as his cock throbbed, and his balls tighten to an extreme. His sight became blinded and his throat sore as he screamed his release. He body rocked with the shock waves coursing through him and he could feel the hot splashes of his release on his belly, and chest. He hung there the chain holding him leveled to Piccolo’s hips. He grunted with every slap of Piccolo’s balls on his ass.

            Piccolo pushed beyond the spasaming of Vegeta’s entrance. The heat flooded his body as he saw Vegeta’s cock erupt spilling itself all over his prize. Vegeta was hanging loose face flushed, eyes fuzzy and hooded, and his mouth open wide to pant. Piccolo lost himself as he roared Vegeta’s name and filled him with his hot spurts of ejaculation.

Okay everybody seven pages of smut. Hope you’re happy. More questions more questions. Don’t worry it will all be answered soon. A few more chapters to put up. Thank you all for you’re reviews with compliments/concerns I do so love them. *Claps loudly* Yes this is very angst and I know I put poor lil vege through hell. But in some of my fics he is happy. Okay well maybe one of them…

Zofo don’t worry I almost cried to writing it and wanted to revamp it lol but I am not done with this one. Not yet. Still more to come on “life is ironic” muahaha.

Animeslave I ain’t saying nothing! Muahahaha let me know if you’re daydream was like this chapter. I didn’t skip p/v lemon I wanted to make readers crave it. Heheh yes indeed im evil. Hoped you liked and was worth waiting for.

Thank you all again. I really got to stop doing that… I cannot help it. It just makes me soo damn happy.
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