Consoling Goten

With a sharp groan, wanting more of him, Vegeta pushed Goten under the hot spray so he could greedily devour his satiny throat without getting a mouthful of soap. Goten's eyes closed in bliss at the mix of soothing hot water and Vegeta's much wanted attentions that he could now shamelessly claim and return at will.

The luxury spray being generous enough to cover them both, Vegeta stood closely against him to finish rubbing the shampoo through his hair then rinse it out with slow, methodical strokes that made Goten's eyes close again. While rinsing the rest of him, Vegeta's powerful hands deeply kneaded the muscles of his neck and shoulders until he was purring intensely, finding it difficult to remain standing. While one of his hands kept up what it was doing, the other slid around to lightly take hold of his now fully hard length to softly stroke, enjoying the small, pleasured sounds he made.

"I know what," Vegeta mumbled, remembering something. He adjusted the shower spray to an exact pulsation, placing Goten's throbbing member directly under it. "Close your eyes," he instructed knowingly, his fingers playing with his nipples while he went back to sucking and biting at his throat, already well marked. "What does it feel like?" he inquired, "Maybe what I'm wanting to do to you right now?" His tongue sensuously licked along the side of his neck, moving up and back down again. With a sharp groan of surprised pleasure, Goten's head fell back against Vegeta's shoulder while the latter again changed the spray's pulsations. "What about this?" Vegeta's licks against the side of his throat turned to very explicit sucking, turning Goten's exclamations into halting gasps of ecstasy. Indeed, it felt precisely as though he were being first thoroughly licked, now greedily sucked into a tireless, unrelenting mouth... Vegeta's mouth... that brought him very close to the edge of climax.

"Uhn! Oh… f-fuck!" Goten nearly screamed, but Vegeta set the spray back to normal and turned him back around.

"That's good for when you're alone, in your position of choice with a vivid imagination," he advised him with a wink, "But we're not alone anymore, are we? Tell me what you want. I want to hear it."

"I can't believe there's something I never thought of," Goten mused aloud, seizing Vegeta's damp hair. "All I know is I'm going to explode and I want you to fuck me silly," he declared, "Get down here."

Lying down, he pulled Vegeta atop him in a 69, spreading his legs and taking to his swollen length with his tongue, alternating between quick, snakelike darts and langorously slow, perfectly twisting strokes over all the right places that pulled a muffled, ecstatic sob from Vegeta, who felt as though his loins were immersed in a swirling pool of heat and beguiled by the flames of Goten's desiring tongue, then his lips as well that sucked all around his impressive, throbbing length that clamoured for more of his mouth that he knew would be unbearably sweet. Dear gods, Vegeta swore, either Goten was the tempting devil in person or the beautiful angel his name and sweet face suggested, not experience but pure, unchained desire transporting him to seventh heaven... but he was his, all his.

Knowing Goten to still be sensitive and ready to burst after what he'd shown him, Vegeta's tongue began with gentle licks, purposely avoiding his more sensitive places to tease him into truly wanting it again. Already at first he flinched a little at the initial tickling, his muffled giggles turning Vegeta on wildly. Gradually the younger demi Saiyan became used to it again, and perhaps he carried the teasing too far, but his sadistic streak had kicked in, highly enjoying his pleading sobs that actually brought real tears.

Vegeta more than made up for it, his knowing lips and tongue taking him from zero to ecstasy in seconds. Blindly reaching out, Vegeta took hold of a soap box and opened it, taking out a hidden tube of vaseline that he kept for, well, his own personal reasons, and generously coated his fingers. He gently engulfed the tip of Goten's pulsing member, his lips and tongue making sure he was trembling in pure pleasure, the muscles of his thighs clenching and unclenching uncontrollably to carefully introduce a finger into his virgin tightness. At first Goten did not notice as entaptured as he was, until his finger was mostly in and he hesitated, exploring the new sensation. Reassuringly moving further in, his finger hit his sweet spot immediately, rubbing it insistingly.

With a muffled cry of approval, Goten's hips opened easily, thrusting toward the source of the dazzling new contractions building inside him. A second finger began to stretch him out at the same time, but Goten was only responding with pleasured moans, so it joined the first in stimulating his already contracting bundle of nerves.

Feeling his pulsing heat jerk in Vegeta's mouth, Goten feared he would come too soon. But Vegeta sensed it, his thumb and forefinger cinching around the base of his shaft as the last finger was added, the three now vigorously thrusting in, hard and fast, causing Goten to cry out in halting pants.

"Feel good?" Vegeta paused to ask, his own eyes nearly crossing at how deeply and perfectly Goten was sucking him.

"Yeah! I... ah! Please!" Goten managed. His body was trembling like a leaf and he'd lasted much longer than expected. Besides the fact that he was now giving Vegeta a religious experience...

He released his grip and gave Goten all he had, making him cry out shamelessly like a cat in heat. His back arched as his body stiffened, surrounded by a golden Super Saiyan glow that ascended to levels one, two, then three as the intensity of his sensations rose to a crescendo. Paradise exploding was his only comparative thought before he relaxed, starry eyed and euphoric in the afterglow of his first real climax.

Vegeta swallowed it all, then licked clean what he'd missed. Decidedly he also had a submissive side, he thought dimly, feeling his own manhood jerk affirmatively in Goten's mouth. Now calm, the latter turned his full attention to Vegeta, who was now on the weeping edge of precious release, but somehow Goten maintained him there where he wanted him. Never having been so hot in his life, Vegeta's tongue went back to its former task, unsurprised that he hardened again almost immediately. Goten caught him unaware and began to deep-throat him, making a nice purring sound that vibrated along Vegeta's entire pulsing length.

"Goten! Oh fuck!" At his turn Vegeta's Super Saiyan glow ascended him all three levels, feeling his body convulse with the most pleasurable, dazzling orgasm he'd felt since... well, ever. He could only sob ecstatically with a similar thought of paradise exploding in his loins and spreading throughout his entire being before collapsing in the most euphoric afterglow he'd ever known. A small groan of relief escaped him as Goten pulled him up into his embrace.

The two of them softly made out, saying all they'd needed to say without shame in their euphoric buzz. Their sweet words were sincere, but it wasn't long before Goten's kiss heated up again, his needy caress becoming wild.

"I can't help it, Vegeta," Goten voiced seductively, exuding such sensuality it was contagious. "I want you so much, again. I need you… hard and deep inside me… now." His heavy lidded eyes dialated black, reddened chest, cheeks and lips swollen with desire mirrored those of Vegeta, who smirked playfully.

"Message received, sack of hormones." Vegeta plunged his fingers into his silky mop of hair that he'd always adored with a sultry kiss. "I like your hormones," he breathed, so turned on he couldn't see straight.

Barely a minute later Goten found himself pinned to the wall of the shower, his arms wound tightly around Vegeta's neck, again locked in a passionate kiss.

"I want to see your flexibility," Vegeta reminded him with a sexy smile.

"You got it." Goten returned his smile. "The one I think?"

"Uh-huh." Swiftly Vegeta lifted his legs spread and bent over his elbows, placing his hands on the wall behind them. He was hard enough again that with some cooperative squirming, he was able to slip inside him a bit. "So you want it rough?"

"Yes!" Goten's glazed eyes locked intently with his own.

"I can't promise you'll be walking straight for awhile," Vegeta warned through narrowed eyes.

"So what, I'll be sleeping with you," Goten informed him sweetly.

"Yes, you will," Vegeta confirmed, kissing him while entering him gently for some time, then taking him by surprise by shoving into him hard enough to make his eyes water.

"Again," he gasped in lustful rapture, crying out nicely when he did. "Again," he repeated, making Vegeta so hot he slammed repeatedly into him, deep, hard, and fast, virtually nailing him into the wall. Goten's newly throbbing arousal leaked with excitement, rubbing perfectly against his skin with each deep, hard thrust. "Yeah! Oh, Vegeta-san!" he exclaimed deliriously, forgetting the no longer needed formality, which turned the Saiyan prince on crazily.

Vegeta watched his face that was drunken with lust as he repeatedly thrusted into the object of his forbidden desire, open and offered to him now and asking only for that. "Your expression is so addicting, Goten," he panted heavily, "So unique. There is no one, anywhere, even remotely like you... and you're all I could want... need... oh gods, yes!" he exclaimed, feeling Goten thrust back to impale himself harder, his fingernails digging into his back as his tight sheath contacted around his rigid heat.

"Ah yeah, fuck me hard!" Goten panted, sobbing ecstatically when he did. "I'm gonna… Ve… ge… ta… Gnaah!" His head fell back as his climax tore relentlessly through him, even more intense than the one before, setting off Vegeta's own in turn.

Goten… UHN!" Vegeta's climax was so intense it left him speechless, ecstatic exclamations rendered silent, both of them seeing stars explode behind their eyelids before their bodies relaxed, still connected by the wet, sticky evidence of their union.

Goten's legs were weak and trembling for some time afterward. Vegeta rinsed and dried them off, un-ki-locking the door and going to bring them each a lightweight tank top and summer pyjama shorts.

Vegeta led Goten to his bedroom… walking was indeed a little painful… and tucked him in beside him with a lingering kiss goodnight. He was asleep in no time, his head resting on Vegeta's shoulder in his embrace.

The latter was just about to join his new mate in sleep when a knock at his door disturbed his newfound tranquility. "What?" he demanded impatiently.

The door opened without an invitation and Mrs. Briefs' concerned voice called in, "Vegeta, have you seen… oh, there he is." She looked puzzled. "Why is Goten sleeping in your bed, like that?" It wasn't every day one saw someone cuddled in Vegeta's arms, asleep or otherwise.

"I was consoling him," Vegeta replied simply.

"How sweet of you, dear!" Mrs. Briefs smiled as always, "Nighty-night, then," she bade them, closing the door quietly.

"Good night," Vegeta replied, settling back in. He supposed they would find out anyway, and it bothered him not in the least. Goten made him happy, of that there was no doubt, and he felt honored, and something else, he realized as he drifted off to sleep. Son Vegeta was proud to be Goten's mate.
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The End