Private Show

"Yes!" Goten exclaimed weakly, his eyes revulsing back as Vegeta's tongue began to tease his hard, sensitive length, his own eyes damn near crossing with lust. Was it fire licking him so deluciously and twisting so perfectly, Goten wondered deliriously, or were his whole loins simply immersed in heat as Vegeta engulfed him in his mouth, making him sob in pure untainted ecstasy at being stimulated by someone other than his own hand.

It was wrong, Vegeta's mind supplied, he really shouldn't be doing this, but how in the hell could any flesh and blood resist such a beautiful creature who wanted him so badly as well. Quite literally fuck their stupid taboos, he thought contemptuously, it wasn't like he was hurting him, or like he wasn't quite literally begging him to make him his own, here and now.

"Oh, God, yes!" Goten sobbed incoherently, "Vegeta, take me... please!" He clutched handfuls of his thick, flamelike hair, his back arching needily beneath him.

Vegeta coated his fingers with the lubricant that Goten sometimes used and slid one finger in to carefully stretch him out, making sure to hit the right spot.

Goten hesitated, tensing at what felt strange, then slowly relaxing at the very new pleasure, exploring it for awhile, then deciding it was pure bliss with a lusty groan.

"Yeah, there." Goten tugged at his hair to show him he liked it. "Harder... ha.. ohh!" His back arched then as Vegeta's sucking continued so perfectly as two, then three fingers intently rubbed that magical spot, his eyelids fluttering as Vegeta gave him his first real orgasm.

With a groan Vegeta swallowed Goten's seed as he spent himself, trembling hard among gasps and cries that turned him on as intensely as the way he pulled his hair in time to his contractions, his thigh muscles clenching uncontrollably, then relaxing with a heavy sigh of relief.

Vegeta moved back up for a long kiss of insane desire, pleasantly surprised to feel Goten's weight on him as he pinned him on his back, his tongue probing greedily into his mouth and wildly turned on to find his own taste there.

"Vegeta... I want to..." Goten moved slowly down his body at his turn, not experience but desire setting Vegeta's body aflame so badly he was panting heavily, gasping and moaning more intensely, glad that he was no longer obliged to stiffle it, crying out in surprise as Goten's tongue, then his mouth, put him in such a state that he was trembling hard and kneading his luxuriously silky hair. How in the hell could someone with no experience at all reduce him to such a wanton mass of need? He himself was screaming to the heavens now as he came so hard he nearly blacked out. Goten had tried so hard to give him as much pleasure as he'd been given, not realizing that it was so intense he swore it nearly killed him.

Their thirst had barely begun to be slaked. Not even stopping to rest, they were making out again and Vegeta found himself atop Goten, whose legs wrapped provocatively around his own. He paused to look at Goten, studying his face.

"Are you sure?" Part of Vegeta's mind was still nagging at him that he hadn't the right, but everything else considered it done, and Goten was more than agreeing.

"Yes!" he affirmed sharply, "And don't say no, because I'll tie you down if I have to." His serious glare made Vegeta smile, his eyes closing as his lips pressed into his hair.

"Hm... that could be fun," he said softly, a tingling anticipation drowning out any doubts.
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TBC in chapter 4...