A Rebel\'s Heart
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
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2
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Currently Reading:
1
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Chapter 3 of 7
Bardock followed the king to his personal quarters, where the latter informed his guards that they were not to be disturbed under any but life-threatening circumstances, then led Bardock inside. Whatever had been added to his liquor made him stagger a bit, not to mention that a seeming heat cycle was kicking in pitilessly.
"Is everything alright, Bardock?" King Vegeta asked as he removed his cape.
"Yes, Sire," Bardock slurred, "Excuse me, it seems I drank too much." He was led to the king's luxurious, curtained bed and sat down groggily.
The king sat down next to him. "I hope you don't mistake my intentions," he said quietly, "I would not force or oblige you to do anything against your will."
"That is not the case, Sire," Bardock said, his rough tone softening, "It's just that..." He shook his head, at a loss for words and unsure of himself.
"Speak freely, Bardock." King Vegeta slowly ran his fingers through Bardock's spiked black hair, which was much softer than it appeared.
"Our plans for the rebellion," Bardock said rashly, "It's not that I've nothing left to lose..." The words were out before he had time to check them.
The king's gloveless hand cupped his face. "I see in you true loyalty. And, I think... something else." Bardock's regard met the king's piercing black eyes and felt his resolve melt away when his sire's sensual lips were pressed to his own, lightly then harder. Bardock leaned into the kiss, falling into his sire's embrace and flooded with heat that made his body go limp. When Bardock deepened the kiss King Vegeta pulled away teasingly, his arms still draped around his muscular form. Bardock's heat became almost painful and he pushed his royal back onto the bed, straddling his lap to lean back down in a bruising kiss. There was no stopping it now, his breathing alteady falling harder. His sire stroked his back approvingly, then pushed Bardock onto his back with a feral growl, straddling him in turn as his kiss heated up, maintaining him down by the shoulders.
Bardock was about to do the same in their instinctive struggle for dominance when the king took his swelling tail in hand, stroking it knowingly as his mouth moved from Bardock's own to his throat. Bardock gasped in surprise, his eyes closing in surrender to the blissful sensations that flooded him. Oh gods... King Vegeta slowly massaged his tail, stroking it in the sense of growth of its fur, feeling it begin to throb in quest of his knowing fingers. Then he stroked backward against the fur, drawing a groan from Bardock who was now fully hard, tiny spasms taking hold of him at the feel of the king's hardness against his own.
Bardock felt his armor being slowly removed. "I knew you'd be a challenge." The king's voice against his ear made him shudder, his body screaming its need yet frustratingly used to being ignored. As though mesmerized Bardock followed suit and removed the king's armor in turn, followed by their clothes. The pressure between Bardocks legs was somewhat relieved with the constricting spandex removed. King Vegeta easily lifted Bardock to place his head on a pillow, then produced four satiny red sashes.
"Be still now." Bardock obeyed, not moving as the king tied his wrists and ankles firmly to the bed posts, then blindfolded him with another sash, this one black. "Of course you could escape if you wanted to." Bardock could hear him smirk. "The question is, do you want to?" Bardock tested the bonds, which were strong enough to maintain him in place unless he used a higher concentration of strength. Bardock shook his head, his back arching at the feel of his hand slowly stroking his exposed body.
"I spoke the truth when I said I would force nothing on you," the king's sultry whisper voiced in his ear, "Though I want from you everything your body is begging me for now." He trapped Bardock's lips in a heated kiss, his tongue slipping meaningfully between his lips. Bardock returned the kiss hungrily, appalled at the whimper drawn from the waves of heat that exploded in his loins as he felt a silken fabric teasingly stroking the length of his body. "I know you're dying for it, Bardock. What I want is for you to know it."
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TBC...
"Is everything alright, Bardock?" King Vegeta asked as he removed his cape.
"Yes, Sire," Bardock slurred, "Excuse me, it seems I drank too much." He was led to the king's luxurious, curtained bed and sat down groggily.
The king sat down next to him. "I hope you don't mistake my intentions," he said quietly, "I would not force or oblige you to do anything against your will."
"That is not the case, Sire," Bardock said, his rough tone softening, "It's just that..." He shook his head, at a loss for words and unsure of himself.
"Speak freely, Bardock." King Vegeta slowly ran his fingers through Bardock's spiked black hair, which was much softer than it appeared.
"Our plans for the rebellion," Bardock said rashly, "It's not that I've nothing left to lose..." The words were out before he had time to check them.
The king's gloveless hand cupped his face. "I see in you true loyalty. And, I think... something else." Bardock's regard met the king's piercing black eyes and felt his resolve melt away when his sire's sensual lips were pressed to his own, lightly then harder. Bardock leaned into the kiss, falling into his sire's embrace and flooded with heat that made his body go limp. When Bardock deepened the kiss King Vegeta pulled away teasingly, his arms still draped around his muscular form. Bardock's heat became almost painful and he pushed his royal back onto the bed, straddling his lap to lean back down in a bruising kiss. There was no stopping it now, his breathing alteady falling harder. His sire stroked his back approvingly, then pushed Bardock onto his back with a feral growl, straddling him in turn as his kiss heated up, maintaining him down by the shoulders.
Bardock was about to do the same in their instinctive struggle for dominance when the king took his swelling tail in hand, stroking it knowingly as his mouth moved from Bardock's own to his throat. Bardock gasped in surprise, his eyes closing in surrender to the blissful sensations that flooded him. Oh gods... King Vegeta slowly massaged his tail, stroking it in the sense of growth of its fur, feeling it begin to throb in quest of his knowing fingers. Then he stroked backward against the fur, drawing a groan from Bardock who was now fully hard, tiny spasms taking hold of him at the feel of the king's hardness against his own.
Bardock felt his armor being slowly removed. "I knew you'd be a challenge." The king's voice against his ear made him shudder, his body screaming its need yet frustratingly used to being ignored. As though mesmerized Bardock followed suit and removed the king's armor in turn, followed by their clothes. The pressure between Bardocks legs was somewhat relieved with the constricting spandex removed. King Vegeta easily lifted Bardock to place his head on a pillow, then produced four satiny red sashes.
"Be still now." Bardock obeyed, not moving as the king tied his wrists and ankles firmly to the bed posts, then blindfolded him with another sash, this one black. "Of course you could escape if you wanted to." Bardock could hear him smirk. "The question is, do you want to?" Bardock tested the bonds, which were strong enough to maintain him in place unless he used a higher concentration of strength. Bardock shook his head, his back arching at the feel of his hand slowly stroking his exposed body.
"I spoke the truth when I said I would force nothing on you," the king's sultry whisper voiced in his ear, "Though I want from you everything your body is begging me for now." He trapped Bardock's lips in a heated kiss, his tongue slipping meaningfully between his lips. Bardock returned the kiss hungrily, appalled at the whimper drawn from the waves of heat that exploded in his loins as he felt a silken fabric teasingly stroking the length of his body. "I know you're dying for it, Bardock. What I want is for you to know it."
*
TBC...