The Love Triangle

Chapter Three

By: Julesie

Beta by: Various

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, The characters are just being borrowed for my story!

Note: This is my first multi chapter fic so I hope you all enjoy it and its yaoi goodness!

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Extra note: Sorry about the late update, i forgot to post it on here after i had posted the chapter on ff.net

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Dropping the cloth Vegeta was holding, he stared up fearfully at Paragus. He had not heard anyone enter the room until someone roughly grabbed him by his shoulders and spun him around.

“Why the hell aren’t you finished cleaning my room, you useless piece of shit? You should of finished mine an hour ago and be finishing cleaning Brolli’s up right now! What the hell have you been doing? Relaxing? Making a mockery out of my kindness to look after you when I could of let you die when your father did. Answer me, you piece of shit!”

“I… I…” Vegeta stammered. Trembling, Vegeta did not know whether to tell the truth or lie. However, he knew if he told the truth he would have to leave out the part about the cloaked man earlier unless he wanted to get in even worse trouble than he was already in. Therefore, to protect Kakarrotto, he decided to lie.

“Spit it out then. What the fuck have you been doing all this time?” Paragus hollered while grabbing Vegeta’s hair roughly.

“I—I—I… we—went to take a nap when you and—and Brolli left, b—but I overslept,” Vegeta replied softly whilst biting his lip from the pain in his scalp from his hair being grabbed.

“You decided to take a fucking nap, and you overslept!!” Paragus shouted, growing louder with each word, increasing his grip on Vegeta’s hair. Vegeta winced from the pain, but tried not to show any more weakness to his Master.

“I—I’m sorry, I didn’t get a good night’s sleep last night because of the beatings so I decided to take a nap earlier, so I could do my job better…”

“That’s no fucking excuse; the beating was to teach you not to go and cross me again and what do you go and fucking do? You cross me again! You never learn and I will continue beating you until it gets through to that slow brain of yours!”

Dragging Vegeta out of his own room by his hair, Paragus stalked down the hall and entered Vegeta’s room, before roughly shoving the poor young man to the floor face first. As he attempted to get back up, Vegeta froze when he felt a hand on his delicate tail. Turning his head around slightly, he saw his Master with a cruel smirk on his face. The next thing he knew was an awful pain spasm through his tail and straight up his spine from where Paragus was squeezing his tail in his grip harshly.

“Do—Don’t pl—please, I didn’t mean to—to oversleep,” Vegeta managed to stutter through the harsh grip on his tail, slowly feeling weaker from the pain jolting through his body.

Harshly, he glared down at the young man, before he cracked Vegeta’s delicate tailbones in his fist. Satisfied, he grinned, when he saw Vegeta curl up in pain and whimper from the snap of bones. Letting go of the tail, he towered over the cowering form and snarled in disgust. After toeing Vegeta over with his boot, he curled his hand into a fist and punched Vegeta roughly all over his body, mainly targeting his face and ribs.

“This ...punch... should ...punch... teach you ...punch...kick... to ...punch... not slack…” Paragus grunted with each blow. Just then, Brolli interrupted Paragus’ rant and beatings on Vegeta.

“Father, what are you doing!?” Brolli shouted while running up to Vegeta and standing in front of his father to stop his beating on his little mate. “If you keep beating him harshly, he will die or be crippled. I understand you need to punish him, but do it another way. Besides, I let him have the extra time to clean your room, if you must punish anyone, let it be me.”

“Fine, Brolli. I will not continue his punishment… for today, but tell him when he wakes up that I will not stop punishing him just because you interrupted today. Besides, I don’t want my son’s future mate to be a paralyzed weakling.” Paragus then turned around and exited out of the room by the door. Walking down the hallway, he thought to himself, 'besides, I need both you, my son, and Vegeta strong enough to kill the King and the Prince so I can become the most powerful and feared King in the galaxy.' Smirking at the thought, Paragus headed back down the stairs.

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As he turned back around to the curled up figure of Vegeta lying on the floor in a pool of his own blood, Brolli sighed to himself. Kneeling down, he gently picked up Vegeta’s bruised and battered body and carried him to his bed mat. Gently, he placed him down, and then checked over all the injuries. Seeing most of it wasn’t too bad for a Saiyan’s body to handle, he then examined Vegeta’s tail, and winced when he saw how limp and broken it was. While lifting the tail up, he stared at it, angry at his father’s brutal ways.

'There’s other ways he can get Vegeta to do chores rather than beat him, I think he just likes to feel that he’s in control…' Brolli mused sadly. Curling the tail down gently over Vegeta’s lap, Brolli arose, and then headed to the door. With one last glance back at Vegeta, he exited the room.

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The Next Day…

After eating the morning’s breakfast, both Prince Kakarrotto and Raditz had decided the night before, that they were going to camp out tonight. Usually, the Prince was not allowed outside the castle grounds. Unless it was to elite parties, or on the special occasion such as his birthday, where he went to the club outside of the castle. Kakarrotto had come up with this idea and with a little persuasion to his best friend. They had packed their stuff up before they came down for breakfast so they would be ready.

Once they exited the dining room, they both headed up into their sleeping quarters, splitting off to go into separate rooms. Grabbing his case of items he would need for camping, Kakarrotto put them on his luxurious bed. While walking into the en-suite bathroom, he glanced at himself, remembering that he had told Raditz to change his look so neither of them would be recognized as the Prince and his bodyguard. As he stood in front of the mirror, he scrutinized his appearance, 'hm, I need to hide my hair somehow or change the way it looks.' Among his items, he noticed a black bandana that he had bought from the market stalls the other day. Picking it up, he walked back to the mirror and, again, standing before it, he tied it around his head. He noticed it hid most of his hair apart from a few bangs, and decided it worked well. With a satisfied expression, he walked out of the bathroom and to his clothes closet.

Kakarrotto, whilst looking through the closet pushed loads of posh and expensive clothes out of the way in his hunt for plain Saiyan clothing.

Brows furrowed when he could not seem to find any. 'I’m sure I had at least some common clothes.' Sliding more outfits out of the way, he noticed some black gi pants right at the back. With a smile, he fished them out of the cupboard and put them on his bed, looking back in he pushed more things around. After a few minutes of searching, Kakarrotto could not find a single top, that did not appear overly expensive. 'Well, I guess I could see if Raditz has a top I could wear.'

Exiting his room, Kakarrotto knocked on the bedroom door next to his. After a few moments, the door opened and Raditz was standing there in front of him, with his hair secured with two leather bands. Once he stepped aside to let the Prince in, Raditz then walked back over to his clothes on the bed and started choosing what clothes out of the selection he was going to be wearing later.

“Raditz, do you have any spare tops I could wear? I found some gi pants, but I don’t have any non-fancy or expensive-looking tops that can go with them.”

“Oh, sure, my Prince. Just look in the clothes cupboard. I have quite a few nice ones that should fit you that you can wear.”

“Thank you, Raditz.” Crossing over to the cupboard, Kakarrotto looked through the tops. He spotted a maroon one that appeared as if it would fit him. Extracting it, he turned to Raditz, saying, “Raditz, I got this top from your lot that I’m going to try on and see if it fits, see you shortly.” Not waiting for a reply, Kakarrotto strode back into his room. After removing his royal clothes, Kakarrotto changed into the borrowed top and pants.

Once back at the mirror to inspect his new look, he smiled, liking what he saw. Next, grabbing his small bag of items to take on the camping trip, he exited his room to wait for Raditz.

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Back at Raditz’s room again, he noticed that his friend had just finished packing and was ready to leave himself. After watching Raditz step outside, they both departed the castle, having told King Bardock that Kakarrotto was going to be busy studying all day today and tomorrow and was not to be disturbed by anybody. In addition, they pointed out Raditz would be staying with him to make sure he did all the work needed.

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Exiting the castle by one of the rooms located in the back, both Raditz and Kakarrotto took to the air. High in the sky, they flew, trying to keep their ki low so as not to be noticed on the scouters of palace guards. After they cruised at a steady speed for about two hours, Kakarrotto noticed a nice-looking camping ground where a few other Saiyans were camping out too coming into view. Swooping down low, the pair landed in an area close to the other Saiyans, but still far enough to be noticed without attracting too much attention. Once they set their belongings down, Kakarrotto decided to go hunt for some food, whilst Raditz gathered some wood to set up a fire.

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'Hm, I fancy some fish for dinner tonight; wonder if Raditz would rather have red meat thought? Aw, well, if he does, I will go hunt for some more food after the fish.'

With a quick glance around to make sure nobody was looking, Kakarrotto took off his bandana and dove into the lake with all his clothes still on. Whilst in the water, he hunted around, trying to spot a nice, big fish to kill for dinner.

'Hm, just little fish so far, I better swim further down,' continuing swimming around, all he saw in his sight were little fish, not big enough for one Saiyan, let alone two. 'Aw, come on, don’t say there’s only little ones,' Kakarrotto thought with a pout on his face.

Feeling something shoot past him quickly, Kakarrotto spun around and noticed a huge fish swimming at him fast. Its big, sharp teeth opened and readied to rip at his skin. Powering up slightly, he waited for the fish to try and strike at him once more. Just as it charged forward and attempted to bite him, Kakarrotto dodged out of the way and grabbed the fish by the tail. Powering up a blast, he aimed it at the fish’s head. After he released the blast, it collided straight with the fish’s skull to explode, and the fish hung limply in Kakarrotto’s hands.

'Ah, perfect, this should do nicely.'

Swimming back up, he resurfaced from the lake. Kakarrotto inhaled quickly as he hovered out of the water, carrying the fish over his back. Quickly, ki drying himself and his clothes, he landed before he put the fish down. He bent over and picked up the bandana he set aside earlier to wrap it back over his hair. Then, picking the fish back up, he headed back to Raditz, satisfied with his catch.

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Once he landed back at camp, he spotted Raditz sitting in front of a toasty fire. “Hey, Raditz, how’s fish for dinner?”

Glancing up from the fire, Raditz grinned widely to the Prince. “Hey, that’s great, Kakarrotto; we haven’t had fish in ages!” Raditz spoke with happiness clearly heard in his voice.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought. I’m glad you don’t mind; I wasn’t sure if you would have preferred some red meat.”

“Nah, fish sounds good, my Prince,” he agreed. Grabbing a large stick, Raditz pierced it through the fish and then Kakarrotto placed it over the fire. They both sat down to unwind as they waited for it to cook.

While relaxing, Raditz noticed a very beautiful Saiyan walking past with another Saiyan male. Staring at them walking past, he mused about mates, 'I never found mine yet. I wonder if my Prince will ever find his.' With a quick glimpse over to the prince, who was watching the fish cook with a hungry look in his eyes, he decided to include mating in the conversation, “Kakarrotto?”

“Hm? What is it, Raditz?” Kakarrotto replied without taking his eyes off the cooking fish.

“I was just looking over at that Saiyan couple there,” he said while cocking his head in the direction of the duo. “They look like a happy twosome and I was just thinking that I can’t wait until I get my own mate. How about you?”

Glancing up from the fish to the couple walking past, he replied, “yeah… I just hope it all turns out all right.”

“Huh? What do you mean, my Prince?”

“Hm…” 'Damn, I didn’t mean to say that out loud,' Kakarrotto remarked mentally to himself. 'Better make an excuse, quick.' Aloud, he babbled, “oh, I mean, you know… if I find the man in my dreams as my mate, if my dad will not mind. You remember what I said about him?”

“Oh, right; well, I’m sure it will be okay. It’s best not to worry about it, besides, you may never find him and end up with someone else.”

Staring back at the fish, Kakarrotto replied without thinking, “hm, oh, I already know where he is.”

Eyes wide to his prince, Raditz turned around and replied, shocked, “you do?”

Turning back to Raditz, Kakarrotto saw him staring at him with his jaw agape. His guard’s eyes were round as saucers with an astonished expression on his face. “I do what?”

“Know where your future mate is!”

Furrowing his eyebrows, Kakarrotto thought back to the last few things he had said, and realized he accidentally told Raditz he knew where his bond-mate was because he had been distracted by the fish cooking in front of him.

“Um, yes,” Kakarrotto admitted sheepishly.

“Then why isn’t he with us now? For all you know, he could be anywhere by now because you left him!” Raditz replied with his voice slowly getting higher in volume.

“We—Well, when I met him, I didn’t know he was my bond-mate…”

“Well, surely he lives in the castle or works in the castle. So why don’t you just get him?” Raditz questioned.

“He—He’s not… from the—the castle.”

“Well, how can he not be? You aren’t allowed anywhere else and this is the first time we have sneaked out, so unless he’s an alien from another planet we visited with your father, he can’t. Wait a moment… your birthday, we were allowed out for your birthday. Was—Was he someone from the bar?” Raditz questioned, his mind finally piecing together clues to who the Prince’s mate could be.

Glancing down at his lap, Kakarrotto decided he might as well trust in his friend and tell him, “yeah. You remember that young man who spilt his drinks on me at the bar?” With a quick glance to Raditz, he saw him nod, and then continued, “well, it turns out he was my future mate, but before I even got his name, one of the men he was with made him go back to where they were sitting…”

“So, you don’t know where he is now, then?” Raditz inquired.

“Well… you know when I went off alone for a while and you waited at the bar for me until I returned?”

“Yes, I remember.”

“Well, it was because I saw all three of them leaving, so I decided to follow just to see where they lived. Because, for some reason, I felt pulled towards the younger male, before finding out he was my soul-mate, that is. Anyway, after following them for a while, I found the village where they lived. It wasn’t very full. I don’t think many Saiyans lived there as it was quite run down. Well, in the village, I saw them enter the biggest and least scruffy, run-down-looking house there, and so I kept the location in mind for future reference,” Kakarrotto explained.

“I see. You were pulled towards him because in some part of your subconscious, you knew he was your future mate and that was why you decided to track them down to see where he lived.”

Smelling something burning, they turned to see the fish was ready. Kakarrotto seized it from the flame it was roasting over and he and Raditz started sharing it. After all of the fish was consumed, they carried on with the conversation.

“So, do you think you will go to where your mate lives and claim him?” Raditz asked.

“I want to, Raditz, but I don’t think it’s going to be that easy.”

“Oh? How come, my Prince?”

“Well, I do want to get him out of the condition he lives in. However, if we keep disappearing from being seen around the castle like usual, I’m sure my father will get suspicious. I think I’m going to try and find some information on my mysterious little mate, like his name, etc. and why he is stuck being a slave under his master before I get him out, and that way, my father won’t be as suspicious…”

“I see… I hope everything goes right for you, my Prince.”

Opening up their camping bags, both Prince and bodyguard went to sleep for the night, under the star-studded skies of Planet Plant. Both were happy that they had both managed to get some time away from the palace.

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One Month Later

It was the morning of Vegeta’s sixteenth birthday. Both Brolli and Paragus had been up the night before making sure that everything went according to plan today. They had bought all the essentials that may be needed for Vegeta’s heat.

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Vegeta was currently sitting on his mat in the corner of the bedroom, drenched with sweat from his heat and feeling very restless. He had heard Paragus and Brolli talking about his heat many times lately, but never understood what it was himself. Unfortunately, he had never got the chance to have much explained to him in his young life about Saiyans because his father had died when he was still too young to learn these things. Also, Paragus had never even attempted to teach him, so the weird feeling throughout his body was as scary as it was annoying. Although he wanted it to end, he wasn’t sure how. He had a bad feeling that it couldn’t end well, though.

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“Well, Brolli, it seems the day has come for you to finally claim your mate during his heat. All our planning has finally worked and soon we shall both have what we want,” Paragus muttered, trying to keep the excitement out of his tone of voice and as normal as he possibly could.

“Yes, father. I can finally claim the cub I have loved since I first met him,” Brolli replied, not at all trying to hide the anticipation he felt at that moment.

“Of course. But first, I want you to take these two items,” Paragus replied, handing a blindfold and ki cuffs to his son.

“Why the items, father?” Brolli replied curiously, slightly raising an eyebrow towards his father.

“I have set up a room for both you and Vegeta to consummate your mating bond and I would rather Vegeta not know where this room is because I have kept it hidden from you both all these years. It is the best room in my house and used only for special occasions such as this,” Paragus replied with a smirk gracing his lips.

“Oh, but if I have never been in the room, how will I even find it myself?”

Rolling his eyes at his son, Paragus replied, “I will show you where the room is, and then you can go and get Vegeta.”

Brolli followed his father out of the room, slightly curious as to where this mysterious room could be that he was sure he must have been seen at least once in his lifetime living in the building. After a short walk through the ground floor of the house, Paragus stopped to a door leading outside.

“Father… why are we leaving the house? I thought you said the room was in the house,” Brolli questioned, totally puzzled at what his father was doing.

Stopping for a moment, Paragus wheeled around towards his son and replied, “it is in the house, you just have to exit the front door to get to it, which is why I know you, nor Vegeta, have been there.” Smirking to himself, he turned back around and carried on walking with Brolli again closely trailing behind.

While outside, Paragus turned a corner at the side of the house and strode up a small alley between his and an abandoned house next door. Walking forward a few more feet, Paragus kneels down and used some ki to cut down an old bush growing in the way. Throwing the bush to the side, he then picks up a big piece of wood, throwing that also to the side, he put his hand into his pocket and took out a silver key, placing it into a lock, he turned it once and it clicked open.

Paragus then handed the key to his son, “keep that so after you have finished mating with the brat, you can lock the room back up.” After Brolli had taken the key, Paragus then pushed open two metal doors and floated down to the ground with Brolli floating behind him. Once both had landed on the floor, Paragus walked forward a few more steps and then put his hand up to a scanning device on the wall, after his hand had been recognized the door whooshed open and Paragus turned on a light just on the inside of the door.

Brolli watched from behind his father quietly and curiously. As soon as the lights had switched on, he stared in shock, awe, and amazement at the scene in front of him. The room was huge, about as big as the whole house if you made it all into one room. There was a giant king-sized bed in the middle of the room with purple silk sheets, with at least, from Brolli’s guess, twenty small pillows and two large ones decorating it. The room itself was a light red and had various wall sconces decorated around the room that caused a beautiful glow that Brolli had never seen before.

Glancing around further into the chamber, he noticed a wide screen TV perched atop an entertainment unit with various DVDs stacked on the shelves. Underfoot, the carpet was made of a soft type of fur from an animal that Brolli was not sure even lived on Planet Plant.

Striding up to the bed, Brolli sat down. It was very bouncy and soft, a perfect place to consummate his impending bond with his mate. Reaching across from the bed, he pulled open a drawer to a desk that was next to the bed. Inside, Brolli saw his father had placed some items that could be used during Vegeta’s heat, along with some lube. Smiling, he shut the drawer and got up off the bed to approach his father, still standing in the doorway.

“This room’s perfect, father. But how did you get all this stuff and why did you never tell me about the room?” Brolli asked, slightly puzzled.

“I bought most of this stuff when I was younger before you were born. The rest of it I stole from market stalls in the first-class market, and I never intended to ever show you this room. But I don’t want you mating in the brat’s room and your room isn’t ideal enough, so I decided to let you use this room, but don’t ruin it,” Paragus ended his speech by glaring at his son in warning.

“I promise, I won’t, father. Thank you,” Brolli replied, smiling softly.

“Good, now go get Vegeta and I will leave you two alone.”

Paragus and Brolli both left the room with different purposes. Brolli’s aim was to go and get Vegeta, while Paragus had departed to the local bar to leave his son alone for a while.

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Standing in front of Vegeta’s door, Brolli was slightly nervous, but very excited. The time had finally come to claim the young cub, and all the punishment and horror he had seen his father inflict upon the young beauty could finally stop. He had a plan to eventually kill his father and overthrow the King and Prince. After all, without the stupid bands effectively caging both of them, they could easily beat the King and Prince. Once that was done, both him and his mate could become the new King and Queen and help the Saiyans become the strongest race in the galaxy.

With that thought in mind, Brolli grabbed the doorknob to Vegeta’s room and pushed it open. Walking into the room, he saw the most delicious sight, Vegeta was lying there on his mat, spread out with his clothes ripped off apart from some briefs covering his bare essentials. Body glistening from sweat, Brolli slowly crept up to Vegeta, seeing him panting and slightly squirming with a glazed over look in his eyes.

Quietly, he knelt down and whispered to Vegeta not to panic as he was going to make him feel better soon, but first he had to put a blindfold on him. Not getting any response, he put the blindfold on Vegeta and then picked him up. Carrying him out of his bedroom and towards the secret room, he decided not to put the cuffs on Vegeta, as he felt there was no point.

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Brolli’s POV

Stepping into the room, Brolli walked over to the king-sized bed and gently set his beautiful and precious burden down on the bed. He stared at him lovingly for a few moments before he too climbed alongside him.

Brolli hovered over the smaller body beneath him, not touching, just admiring. He noticed Vegeta’s eyes held a faraway expression and he sweated profusely, most likely a side effect of the heat. Brolli decided he had best get started; he needed to claim this beautiful creature presented before him before he came from just from staring at his companion.

Brolli leaned down, pressing his nose to Vegeta’s neck, feeling the fluttering pulse beneath the skin, and smelling the arousing scent coming off the smaller Saiyan in waves. Savoring the taste, he licked the skin as he relaxed and allowed his body to cover the warm one on the bed. He growled as Vegeta squirmed, causing his thigh to rub against Brolli’s hard sex.

The wriggling wasn’t helping him be gentle at all. It was turning him on even more but he refused to be rough with his lovers first time in heat and really didn’t want to hurt him either. Slowly, he leaned down and chastely kissed Vegeta’s forehead, then, leaning back up, he just smiled, trying his best to be gentle.

He lowered his lips and peppered kisses all over Vegeta’s face. Focusing on this simple task as he let his tail trail up and stroke over Vegeta’s heaving side. His hands cupped the smaller Saiyan’s face, stroking strong cheekbones as he brought them together for their first kiss. Their lips slowly slid together in a slow, shy dance.

Vegeta’s lips felt soft like a petal. It was also obvious that it was his first try kissing someone as it was a bit clumsy, but still very nice. Pulling away, Brolli smiled gently at the blinded beauty. He withdrew, deciding to take off his clothing so he wouldn’t have to pause as he worked them up to the main event. His dark, lustful eyes never left the gorgeous creature beneath him as he tossed his outfit uncaringly over one side of the bed. He leaned in, purring as he made skin-to-skin contact, eyes rolling into his head at the sensation. Vegeta also responded with a pleased moan and Brolli decided he needed to watch Vegeta’s eyes as they continued their lovemaking.

Brolli brought up his slightly trembling hands, slipping one beneath Vegeta’s head as the other stroked the smaller Saiyan’s neck. He slowly untied the blindfold his father had asked him to put on his future mate, pulling it away and looking into Vegeta’s eyes. Vegeta blinked many times, adjusting to the light, and then his gaze fell to Brolli. Brolli in turn, smiled at him, but his smile faltered. Why was Vegeta looking so shocked and… surprised?

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Vegeta’s POV

Vegeta just laid there momentarily astonished. He knew deep down it was impossible especially as he hadn’t seen the stranger in two months, but his mind dismissed that fact. Blindly, he imagined the cloaked stranger as the one administering all these delightful touches to him.

He squirmed when a large, hard body lay against him, frustrated by the clothing between them. Vegeta imagined what the stranger would look like naked, he would be beautiful, and no one that kind could not be. He sighed softly at the lips on his face, trembling under that feather light touch, needing more than that. The heat demanded it.

Softly, Vegeta groaned at the touch of a soft tail over the sensitive skin of his side. He wanted to return the pleasurable favor, but his body felt so heavy, he could barely move it, so he lay back and hoped the cloaked man would end this torture. Quietly, he whimpered as the body above his moved away, but at the sound of rustling clothing, he calmed. He moaned as he felt the skin of the man on his own, sighing as the touches returned. He felt the blindfold being removed and he was eager to see the face of the man above him.

Vegeta laid there, staring in surprise to see Brolli as the man who was lovingly touching him during his heat. Although he was slightly disappointed that it wasn’t the cloaked stranger, he still desired Brolli’s touch. The heat was becoming more unbearable and he just wanted—Well, he wasn’t sure exactly what he wanted, but he did.

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Brolli watched as Vegeta’s eyes changed from surprised and disappointed to accepting in the breath of a moment. Brolli didn’t think about the expression, not now that Vegeta was laying back and giving him free reign… and he definitely planned to take advantage of that, and bring them both as much pleasure as he could so Vegeta would never want anyone else.

Slowly, Brolli leaned down and kissed Vegeta fully on the lips again. Sighting lightly, he pulled back and his head dipped towards Vegeta’s nipples. He licked the right nipple and then blew over it gently, causing it to rise lightly. Then, he moved to the left and repeated the same thing, watching as Vegeta’s body slowly trembled from the slight coldness on his overall heated frame.

Brolli sucked one nipple into his mouth, lightly running his tongue around the pebbled nub. Grazing his teeth along the sensitive skin, he smirked when Vegeta arched his back in reaction, desiring more of Brolli’s touch.

His other arm moved towards Vegeta’s tail that was lying at the side of the bed. He gently held it in his hand. Then, he raised his mouth from Vegeta’s nipple to his lips and gave him a quick kiss, whilst ruffling the fur on Vegeta’s tail, causing the cub to gasp. Pressing his advantage, he plunged his tongue into Vegeta’s mouth.

Brolli swirled his tongue around the sweet mouth beneath his own, growling at the taste. He began to rub his body against Vegeta, letting his own erection slide back and forth along Vegeta’s, delighted the smaller Saiyan was enjoying this as much as he was.

Slowly, Vegeta’s tongue started playing with his own, he knew he was starting to get even more excited, but tried to force it down, still not wanting to harm the small beauty beneath him. Slowly, Brolli pulled away from Vegeta, hearing a moan of loss, but instead dipped his head down to Vegeta’s erection and he started licking the pre-cum off the tip of it. He could feel Vegeta squirming and knew that it felt torturous to him during his heat. Decided to stop his tortures to the lithe body under him, he took Vegeta’s erection into his mouth.

Brolli ran his tongue up and down the erection in his hand, slowly stroking it as he sucked gently on the mushroom-shaped head in his mouth. He shuddered at the taste and the sounds erupting from Vegeta’s mouth. He couldn’t take much more. Pulling his face away from Vegeta’s groin, he sat up and slowly leaned over to the nearby desk. For a moment, he stopped and opened a drawer to pull out some lube. Then, he lathered up his fingers of one hand with the lube and lowered them to Vegeta’s puckered entrance, returning to his feast to distract the smaller Saiyan.

Whilst the little one was distracted, he slowly slipped one finger into Vegeta’s entrance. He felt Vegeta freeze for a moment and then start to squirm a bit underneath him. Slowly, he put a second finger into Vegeta’s entrance and started to scissor with his fingers. Finally, he added one last finger in and slowly stroked in and out of Vegeta’s entrance to get it used to the feeling, he then pulled his fingers out, and he heard a slight whimper of loss from Vegeta.

He leaned over Vegeta’s body and kissed him on the lips once more; whilst his other hand snaked down to gently grab Vegeta’s tail. Slowly, he started to stroke the brown fur on the tail back and forth to keep Vegeta’s mind preoccupied whilst he slowly entered his love’s entrance with his erection. He moaned at the tightness and heat of the small body beneath him and waiting for a moment for Vegeta’s body to adjust, he stopped all movement. A second later, Vegeta pushed back on Brolli’s cock, showing he was ready to continue.

Brolli’s body trembled as he slowly pulled out; holding himself above Vegeta on shaking arms so he could watch and make sure Vegeta was enjoying this experience as much as he was. He pressed back in, growling at the friction on his cock and the warmth that gripped him just right.

Slowly, he started thrusting in a bit quicker in his pace, but still not as fast as a usual Saiyan couple would, as he was still slightly wary of Vegeta’s past injuries on his petite body that his father had caused him.

His control wavered as Vegeta began responding more. His little lover’s hands slowly lifted and gripped his shoulders as he increased his pace. A startled gasp from Vegeta caused Brolli to pause, worried he had hurt Vegeta. However, the smaller Saiyan groaned unhappily when he stopped their lovemaking. He tried to thrust his own hips up to gain movement again. Brolli hadn’t known what he had done, but he kept the same angle and started thrusting again, hoping for the same reaction from Vegeta.

Once again, Vegeta arched up into him when his erection dragged across a particular spot inside his body. Brolli shuddered at the sight of Vegeta lost in pleasure… this was better than anything he could have hoped for. He groaned and sat up, bringing Vegeta with him so he sat on the bed, thrusting up into his kneeling lover. Vegeta wrapped his arms around Brolli’s thick neck, crying out into his ear as this angle allowed for more thrusts against his prostate. Brolli buried his face into the crook of Vegeta’s neck, bouncing the smaller Saiyan on his erection, feeling heat pool low in his belly, signaling his end was near… but he wanted Vegeta to get there first.

Brolli kissed up and down the soft skin against his lips, using his hands to clutch Vegeta’s buttocks to help continue their movements. His tail he brought around to wrap around Vegeta’s cock, letting his soft fur and tight grip pleasure his lover even more. Their movements sped up as they neared their respective ends. Vegeta suddenly arched his back nearly to the point his head touched the bed as he came, warm wetness spraying across Brolli’s torso.

Brolli brought Vegeta’s neck back to his mouth, nibbling on the skin, preparing to bite it. He growled as the muscles around his cock shuddered in pleasure and he bit down hard as he coated Vegeta’s delicious inside with his cum, body wracked with shudders as the pleasure consumed him.

Brolli slumped back, head hanging off the side of the bed with Vegeta cradled in his arms. He panted, trying to get his breath and body back under his control and to gather his scattered thoughts. Amazing, what a mind-blowing orgasm can do to a person. After a few minutes, he pushed himself up, keeping his passed out lover in his arms. He pulled back the covers of the bed, settling them both down under the sheets. He focused on Vegeta’s breathing and let that lull him into a deep, sated sleep.

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TBC…

Again, sorry for the lateness

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