Private Property

A/N: Do I smell lemons in the air? Hehe. This is my first one so go easy on me. I would love some reviews to help me along as a new poster here. I've gotten tons of views, but only one review!



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vegetasfangurl: Thanks a ton to my first reviewer! If you liked Drunk!Vegeta I think you'll enjoy this chapter too. :)


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Using Instant Transmission Goku popped home. This, however, did not go well with the state of Vegeta’s stomach. Groaning he managed to rasp out “Bathroom.”



Goku rushed him there just in time to let Vegeta empty the contents of his stomach into the bowl. “Ughhnnnn Kaka..” Was all Goku heard after it seemed Vegeta was done.



Opening the door Goku was greeted with a pitiful sight. Vegeta was lying sprawled out on the bathroom floor sweating and groaning. “I swear I’m going to kill that woman for feeding me that poison if it’s the last thing I do.”



Goku laughed. “Come on Vegeta, let’s get you to bed.”



Leading him into his room Goku had Vegeta sit on the edge of the bed. “I’ll lend you some sweats to sleep in. They’ll probably be too long, but oh well.” He tossed them to Vegeta and all he did was look at them sadly.



“What, do you not like sweats or something?”Goku asked. Vegeta cleared his throat and merely mumbled a few words.



“Uh sorry didn’t catch that.”



“I uhhh…ican’tstandup.”



“Sorry Vegeta, I’m just not understanding.”



‘I CAN’T STAND UP! There are you happy? Don’t look at me like that either you clown. I’ve been poisoned!”



Goku surpassed laughter. “Alright, I’ll help you put them on.”



“Forget that baka, I’ll just sleep in my boxers.”



Goku grinned. “You do realize that you will be sharing a bed with me right?”



“What?” Vegeta barked, “I thought that this was a spare bedroom. Can’t you sleep on the couch or something?”



Goku shook his head. “Sorry, it kills my back. Can’t have that. I have to dance tomorrow night.”



Vegeta groaned. This was turning out to be a horrible night.

Goku clapped his hands together, Vegeta winced at the noise, “Now then, can you get everything off, or do you need help?”



Vegeta’s limbs all felt like pure lead. He started to fumble with the hem of his shirt when Goku tsk’d at him.



“I’ll take that as “I need help.”” Goku pulled the tee-shirt off over Vegeta’s head, lightly pushed him back, unlaced his boots and pulled them off as well. Vegeta felt miserable. Kakarot was treating him like some poor child.



“Now don’t get too excited,” Goku teased, “but I’m taking you pants off now.”



Vegeta groaned. His body was already responding to the feel of Kakarot undoing his button. His need started twitching the moment his zipper was undone. He really was going to kill that woman at the bar. When Goku’s hand brushed it, he gasped. “Sorry,” The younger sayian said popping his head up to look at Vegeta. “I need you to lift your hips a bit so I can slide these off.”



Vegeta gulped and obliged. The feel of Kakarot’s hands sliding down his legs was almost enough to undo him. He couldn’t help but let a slight moan escape his lips at the feeling. “Kakarot, must everything you do to “Help” me be so erotic?”



Goku chuckled. Yeah, he was doing it purposely. “It's not my fault you’re reacting this way Vegeta.” He slid them all the way off and stood up. “I don’t think that you would be reacting this way if you weren’t so drunk.”



Goku stifled a laugh. The Prince of all Sayain’s was passed out drunk in nothing but boxers on his bed. He wiped a tear from his eye pulled the smaller man up to the pillows. Vegeta did nothing but groan in his sleep. Goku yanked the covers out from under him and tossed them over him. Stretching and yawning Goku got into a pair of sweats and turned off the lights. Waking up in the morning was going to be very interesting.



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Goku awoke to something he didn’t think he would ever experience. Vegeta was softly breathing on the back of his neck, his arms slung around the taller man and something hard was throbbing into his backside. Goku grinned and carefully dislodged himself from the smaller sayian. Things were turning out to be very interesting.



After setting out a bottle of Aspirin, some water, and a pair of sweat pants for Vegeta,

Goku went about making breakfast.



Just as he was finishing up the final batch of scrambled eggs a very bedraggled pale and sick looking Vegeta wandered out into the kitchen. The sweat pants he wore flopped over his feet and were extremely baggy on the smaller man. Goku had never seen the other man look so vulnerable before.



“Kakarot, the poison that women fed me last night is slowly killing me.”



Goku scoffed, “Naw Vegeta, you’re going to be fine. Here have some coffee. I hope you like scrambled eggs, because it’s the only kind I know how to make.”



Vegeta nodded and took the steaming cup. His head was pounding. He took a large drink set it down and put his head in his hands. “When will I feel better?” he asked.



“Hum, about midday I’d say.”



“Ughhh.”



Goku laughed and sat a plate of eggs in front of Vegeta. “Eat, it’ll help.”



“Why are you doing this Kakarot?”



Shrugging Goku sat down across from Vegeta. “I don’t know. I guess because we’re old friends.”



“Hn.” Vegeta replied, “The last time I saw you Kakarot, I left you naked in the middle of a stream and I blasted the hell out of you. I wouldn’t really call us friends.”

Goku frowned. “Yeah, you did.” He frowned, “I forgave you for that though.”



“Why didn’t you come back home after that Kakarot? Why did you abandon everything you knew and loved for this life?”



Goku sighed. He knew that this question was going to come; he still wasn’t prepared for it though. “At first I felt really guilty. Guilty for, almost you know to you…” he swallowed, “And guilty for wanting it so bad even after.” He lowered his eyes. “At first I was going to just stay out in the woods for a few days, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell Chichi what had happened.” He shrugged, “Besides, she was always telling me what a horrible husband I was anyway. I think that at the end we just stayed together because, I mean what else was there for either of us?”



“That still doesn’t explain why you masked your ki all these months Kakarot.”



“Doesn’t it?” Goku shook his head. “After the first month of hiding out I decided that I couldn’t face anyone again. I was sure that you had told everyone and that there was going to be nothing for me to come back to anyway. How did everyone take it when you told them by the way?”



Vegeta gave Goku a grim smile. “I never did Kakarot. All I ever meant to happen was for you to become ashamed, or embarrassed. To feel defeated, like you made me feel so many times.” He rubbed his temples, “I have….wronged you Kakarot. For that I apologize.”



A heavy silence hung in the air. After seeming like endless moments Goku stood up. “I’m going to take a shower.” He announced and left the room.



Vegeta was left staring at his eggs. He not only felt horrible due to the drink from last night, but now he realized that he ruined the life of the only person he really had a connection left with in the universe. He couldn’t decide what to do. After eating his eggs and drinking his coffee he made his decision.



Standing up Vegeta decided it was time he left. Quietly he snuck past the bathroom into Kakarot’s room. He rummaged around for his clothing, but it was nowhere to be found.



“Where are my pants? Damn it.” He muttered to himself lifting up the blankets looking.



“I put them in the clothes hamper because you got a bit of sick on them last night.”



Vegeta turned around to see a wet, towel covered Kakarot. His skin was still damp and his hair was slightly droopy but he was glistening in the light. Hit towel was slung low around his hips and just a bit of his treasure trail was sticking out. He unconsciously licked his lips. Vegeta had never noticed how well toned the taller sayian was. Why hadn’t he ever noticed? What was wrong with him? He..



“Uh, Earth to Vegeta.” Goku said interrupting Vegeta’s musings.



Vegeta blinked. “Yes, Kakarot?”



“You were kind of starting at me for a few minutes there.”



Vegeta nodded and continued to stare.” So I was Kakarot. Did you know that you have the smallest freckle I have ever seen? It’s located next to your belly button. Quite distracting.” Vegeta turned away from Goku flushing.



Goku furrowed his brows in confusion. “Okay Vegeta. Whatever you say.” Dropping his towel from his waist he picked it up and started rubbing his hair dry as he pushed past Vegeta.



“Excuse me, you’re in the way of my dresser.” He said rubbing past the shorter man.Vegeta shivered at the skin on skin contact and gaped at Goku. Enough was enough.



Grabbing Goku’s wrist he yanked him onto the bed and pounced on top of him purring.



“Vegeta what are….” Goku started but was silenced by Vegeta’s lips on his own.



Vegeta kissed Goku fiercely. There was no battle for dominance here. Kakarot was his. Lightly licking at the younger sayain’s lips he was allowed entrance. Vegeta had found his drug. Kakarot tasted amazing, felt amazing…he was amazing. Tongues twirling and tasting each other for a time Vegeta finally had to break for air. His mouth took up residence on Goku’s exposed neck. Nipping biting and kissing he devoured a moaning writhing Kakarot.



“Mmm, ‘Geta?” he moaned.



Vegeta growled in response. Kakarot wasn’t going to interrupt this now. Slowly making his way down the younger man’s body he stopped for a moment to study his prize. Vegeta looked up at Goku and gave him a feral grin. Taking the hard member in his hands he pumped it a few times before licking his lips and sliding them down the hard length of his lover.

Goku’s head shot up in surprise. He watched the talented prince suck and slurp at him through half lidded eyes. Running his fingers through the soft flame of hair on the other man he moaned. He couldn’t take much more of this. “Vegeta, I’m gonna..”



Vegeta took the warning and stopped. He didn’t want it to finish like this. Smirking he brought his head to a lower area. He gently licked the area around the taller man’s entrance before plunging his tongue inside.



Goku could scarcely stand it. He was writing around on the bed twisting his hand within the sheets. “Vegeta…ahhhh….gods..” he moaned.



Vegeta grinned. It was time to show Kakarot what he really wanted to do. Slipping two fingers inside man he curled them up as he thrusted, hitting the tender bundle of nerves every time he did.



“Do you want more Kakarot?” he asked huskily.



“Ugnng, yes Vegeta!” Goku moaned.



“Tell me what you want.” He said continuing his efforts by adding a third finger.



Goku was tossing his head back and forth. He could barely speak but managed, “Uhhhh, gods. Vegeta fuck me.”



Hastily he rid himself of his clothing. Removing his fingers he replaced them with his throbbing need in one thrust. He moaned loudly as he entered the younger sayian. He was so hot and tight. Vegeta couldn’t help himself as he thrust into him at a fast and ruthless pace soon his orgasm came crashing down upon him. He thrust into Goku a final time shooting his seed into him growling his name. Goku moaned feeling the warmth in him as his own orgasm followed.



Panting he slid out of Goku and laid next to him. He had his eyes shut and was about to drift back to sleep when Goku spoke.



“I know my eggs are good but a simple thank you would have been fine.”



Vegeta opened his eyes and groaned at the horrible joke but he couldn’t help but smile. He pulled Goku into his grasp and closed his eyes yet again.



“Go to sleep baka.”



Goku just laughed.