Change of Hearts

A/N: Warnings for this chapter is Language, Angst, and Lemon (Sexually Graphic Situations which in this Genre means Saiyan Male banging Saiyan Male.) Don’t like it, hit backspace and you’ll be returned to the other stories. You have been warned. BTW… (*) Indicates a change of P.O.V


The moonlight bathed us, as his fingers danced over my body. I greedily sucked his cock deep in my mouth while his hands ran through my hair. He guided my mouth up and down his shaft and growled into the air. I swirled my tongue around his head, and tasted his precum. He pulled my mouth off his dick and flipped me over. He kissed me, tasting his essence on my lips and spread my legs, his hands cupped my ass, spreading my cheeks and in one swift movement, he entered me with expertise. He stroked my hole hard, giving me all his pain, his sadness, his anger in long fierce strokes. I moaned hard, throwing my head back, and tightening my muscles around his thick member, pulling him deeper inside me. I heard his husky laughter followed by “So I take it you like this Kakkarot.”


This is what I have to go through almost every morning, waking up with a hard on due to a sexual fantasy which involved none other than my lovely Prince Vegeta. Who of course was oblivious to my current lust filled infatuation with him. Now, perhaps I should feel shame, being this attracted to him but who can blame me. Ever since that night he cried against the wall and I comforted him, and felt his body pressed against mine as I held him, I haven’t been able to get Vegeta out of mind, and my dreams have become more and more vivid.
Who would’ve thought just the touch of a person you’re attracted to could do so much.

I mean now its worst than ever, Vegeta parades around the damn house either in no shirt or a muscle tank/shirt or sometimes just a towel, so I see every detail of his hard tanned muscles, and all I want to do is run my tongue over them. Not to mention, his eyes that every time they focus on me, I could be wearing layers of clothes but I’ll feel naked with my dick erect and pointed straight at him. Then I have to go through the times where I see him sad, and I want to suck his pain out of him. Or when he’s angry, I want him to take out his frustrations on me.

So you see, this requires that I wear loose garments in order to hide the fact that anytime I’m around him, I’m hard as a rock.

Because If Vegeta knew I was attracted to him, that I wanted him to fuck me senseless…

I’m pretty sure the result would not be…. “Kakkarot you should’ve told me, come suck my dick.”

It would be more like… “Kakkarot I’ll give you three seconds to run before your missing your dick.”

So I do what I can to try to hide my attraction, whether it’s wearing loose clothes, diverting my eyes elsewhere when he walks past me half naked so that I don’t get hard. And I have to definitely try my best to not come in physical contact with him although it can be very…very… very… extremely hard not to.

Like for one instance the other night, me and Vegeta decided to start sparring again, which I thought was a great therapeutic experience for when you’re pissed off and you need to release your anger, other than sex of course. We flew up to these mountains and decided on a nice spot to warm up. I put on my fighting gear, while Vegeta just took off his shirt. I tried so damn hard not to look but I gave a quick glance, this resulted in me staring, which resulted in a hard on. So I was about to spar with one of my most deadly opponents, and an erection.

What made it even worse was it started raining, Vegeta had water cascading down his abdomen and pooling right at his waistline, this only worsened my condition.

“Alright Kakkarot, let’s see if these peaceful times have softened you.” He said smirking in battle stance.

“You’re the one who should be soft, you are getting kind of old.” I said smiling at him.

He laughs and tackled me to the ground, I was caught off guard and his body was so tightly pressed against mine. His warm, wet, muscles were sliding up mine, and he pinned my arms up above my head and stared directly into my eyes and smirked.

“So who’s old now?” His husky voice asked. The heat from his hand wrapped around my wrist, his voice, and our bodies pressed together in the rain, all was driving me crazy with lust and I got harder. I could barely breathe, let alone fight, but I didn’t want this moment to end. So I pushed Vegeta off me with all my might and power, then I powered up and began doing a series of punches and kicks on him. I fought him fiercely because I was trying to keep my mind off of sex. But unfortunately, the fight only aroused me more. Fighting with him, feeling his power, his fists pounding me, his ki beams blasting in me, it all felt like he was fucking me through battle. Finally, after many hours spent, our energies were drained and we decided to head home. While we were flying, I noticed that Vegeta was smiling, not smirking and that made feel good knowing he was happy even if it was only temporary.

When we got back home I received my usual command from him to cook, as he headed upstairs more than likely to take a shower. “Vegeta?” I said calling his name, he turned around and looked at me.

“Yes.” Was his reply.

“Uh, did you uh, have fun?” I said, hoping that he did.

He smirked and said “Actually yes Kakkarot I did.” He turned to continue up the stairs, “And I’m sure that a certain part of you enjoyed it even more.” He said in an amused tone.

I blushed so hard I couldn’t even reply from the embarrassment, especially when I looked down and noticed the very obvious bulge in my pants. I decided I needed to shower and change my clothes so I could start on dinner. When I got upstairs, I notice that Vegeta’s door was slightly ajar and because of my curiosity I went to the door and peeked in. I seen him, in the corner of his room searching for clothes, he was clad only in a towel. When he found some clothes, which was just a pair of sweatpants, he unknotted the towel and let it drop to his feet. Revealing what I had only fantasized about. He has a strong muscular perfect ass, which was accompanied by a long beautiful thick cock. I damn near passed out from the sight, and I see Vegeta’s eyes shift toward the door, I phase out and reappear in my room faster than the speed of light. I shut my door and ripped my clothes off and wrap my hand around my erection, I pump my cock hard in my hand, thinking of Vegeta pumping into me, jerking my meat, biting into neck, thrusting faster. Before long, cum shoots out of me hard, and I covered my mouth to hold in my moans. I dropped to the floor, breathing hard, and try to recover from the orgasm.

So as you can see, I’m having a lot of trouble keeping my cool around him. I want him to feel comfortable being here because of what has recently happened and I don’t want to actually put my feelings out there because I already know it may result in him leaving, never talking to me again and I don’t want that…

*

I look out the window into the night sky reflecting on my life up to this point. I think I’ve led a pretty unpredictable life, going from being a murderer to having two kids and wife, and oh let me not forget helping to save the planet, and now I’ve lost my wife and my daughter is pregnant and about to be married. I think I’ve led 80 different people’s lives in one. I drink my sixth can of beer, when my door opens and enters Kakkarot. I continue to gaze into the night wondering why he was in here. Lately, Kakkarot has been acting strange around me, and even though I had been blowing it off as nothing, because the clown can be rather weird on a regular basis, something interesting happened to confirm what I had been thinking. A few nights ago when we had been sparring in the mountains, I had tackled Kakkarot to the ground and laid on top of him, I held his hands above his head and looked in his eyes, and to be honest I had the strangest urge to kiss the clown but I decided against it, but as I laid against him, I felt his cock throbbing beneath me, and I know it wasn’t my imagination. Also, when we had gotten home I had went to my room to shower, and when I came out I felt the strange vibes you get when you feel someone is watching you which made me avert my eyes to the door. However when I looked there, there was nothing or no one in sight. I quickly dressed and decided to go out into the hallway, when I got there Kakkarot scent was there, but it was different than normal. It carried a heavier, muskier scent that a Saiyan gets when he wants to fuck.

So this brings me back to now, Kakkarot is standing at the foot of my bed and then he takes a seat and stares at me for a second before finding something else to focus his attention on. After a few more silent moments, he decides to speak.

“So uh, are you ok?” he says in his annoyingly innocent voice.

“Yes kakkarot, I’m fine just drinking and looking at the stars.” I reply back to him.

“Um, can I ask you something?” He says.

“Ask.” I say staring at him.

He meets my eyes and says “How many women have you been with?”

That was quite a question, it caught me off guard for a second, however of course, I regained my composure. “Kakkarot, what is the relevance of that question?” I ask.

“Uh, just a question.” Came his reply.

I sigh and walk over to my bed. “I honestly don’t know, while I was in space I had sex when I felt like it, I didn’t really keep count.”

Kakkarot continues staring at me with that dumb look of his and says “So, is that how it started with Bulma, you just felt the need to have sex?”

I run my hand through my hair, “It was more than sex in the beginning, it was much more.”

“So why was she different from all the rest?”

“Because I formed a relationship with her, I spoke to her about my past during our intimate moments, I let her know the real Vegeta, not the killer everyone thought they knew me as. With time she found her way into my heart through her love and when she gave me my son, I knew then that Bulma was not just another woman.”

Kakkarot smiled and said “So she was the only woman you ever had a relationship with.”

“Yes.”

“Wow.” He stays silent for a few seconds, and then says “Wanna go for a swim?”

“At this hour?” I say.

He stands and takes off his shirt, “Come on Vegeta, it’ll be fun.” He begins walking out my room.

“Oh why not.” I say following him, once we are outside, Kakkarot is naked and running to the river as fast as he can before jumping into it. About 10 seconds later Kakkarot emerges from the river shivering, I walk over to the banks laughing at him. “You’re a complete imbecile to jump into the damn river in the middle of the night butt naked Kakkarot.” I remove my shirt and just put my finger into the water to test the tempature. It’s cold and I’m sure that this asshole is freezing his butt off in the river. Kakkarot dips under the water again and then emerges a few minutes later, by then I’ve removed my pants and I dive into the river. I see the clown under the water doing acrobatic shit and I laugh to myself thinking no matter how old he may get, he’ll always be a child. We swim around underwater for awhile and then we swim up to the surface for air, when we do Kakkarot comes near to me and stares at me for awhile.

“What is with you staring at me, you find me sexy or something.” I say staring back at him.

“Yeah Vegeta I do.” He says and then puts his hand over his mouth. “I mean uh, um, what are you talking about, I was just uh, you know, uh…I needed to focus on something.” Then he gives me a big grin.

I stare at him for a long time thinking (what is he on?” ) but I don’t voice it, I just continue to stare at him. “You know Kakkarot you’ve been acting very weird lately.” I say.

“I have?”

“Yes.”

“Uh, well um...” Stupid Grin… “Damn, Vegeta I’ve gotta admit something to you.”

“ I’m listening.” I say patiently.

“Well, uh…maybe um, the best way to explain it...” He inches closer to me “Would be…” I feel his body pressing against mine, his arms are around me, WHAT THE HELL!!

“Kakkarot…” He turns me around to face him and comes within three inches of my face.

“Shut up Vegeta, for once, just shut the hell up.” He kisses me, his lips press against mine and my mind is racing, I feel his tongue slipping against my lips trying to pry them open for better access to my mouth, and I begin returning the kiss (WHY AM I KISSING A MAN!!!), but I suck his tongue and my hands make their way down his ass, his hands are pressing me more against him, I can feel his cock against mine, he’s very hard (This is unreal, What the fuck am I doing!!) I can’t bring myself to stop though and I kiss him deeper, and harder, I slip my tongue in his mouth now, and rake my nails over his ass which in response is a moan from him. I feel his hands on my ass, and I feel myself getting hard. His hands on my body feel like fire burning into my skin. But, I like it.

Against what my body wanted (which was to fuck him in the river),I push him hard off of me, with all my might, he flies several feet away, and I climb out of the river. “Vegeta?!” I hear him call, but I don’t look back, I just continue walking into the house. As soon as I am about to close the door, Kakkarot appears in front of me, I push him out the way and he grabs hold of my arm. I try to yank my arm loose and he pulls me back to him. I push him away again and he tackles me on to the floor.

*

“Vegeta, stop running away from me all the time.” I say pinning him against the floor, he struggles hard but then eventually stops and just stares at me. I run my hands through his hair, feeling its soft texture, I stare in his eyes again and then lean down to kiss him again, which to my suprise, he accepts. Our tongues battle it out for possession of the others mouth. His tongue is silky and the way he sucks mine, is driving me crazy, I’m so hard and I know he feels it, I keep kissing him and then began to descend down his body, he grabs my hair and tries to pull me back up but I take my hand and pin his above his head. I run my tongue down his throat and he shivers a bit. “Kakkarot.” He says, I ignore him and continue on my quest of his body, I nibble against his throat and run my hand over his semi-hard cock, which hardens more at my touch. Feeling him pulsating in my hand makes me have the urge to feel that throbbing in my mouth. All of a sudden Vegeta breaks free and pushes me off of him. I fly back against the wall and his intense dark eyes lock on mine. Vegeta phases out and reappears in front me, then he punches me in the face and I land on the floor. He jumps on top of me and glares at me, “what the hell do you think you’re doing?” he says.

I blink a few times and gaze up at him, a trail of blood escapes my mouth from when he punched me and runs down my chin.

“Vegeta.” I say, he runs his hand down my body and grabs my dick. A moan escapes my lips from the sudden touch. He leans down and runs his tongue over the trail of blood and smirks at me. “So I take it…” He says while his hands are running up and down my shaft, squeezing it, then releasing, “That this is your way of telling me, you want me.” I arch up into his hand and throw my head back, and moan out my response. “Well you should know by now Kakkarot, I am not one to be controlled.” He says smirking and begins his descent down my body.

Oh shit...What have I gotten myself into????