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Much Like Suffocating	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4298 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Much Like Suffocating
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Much Like Suffocating

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WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS:

A.
If I owned the show (DBZ), dontcha think you�d be watching the smut
instead of just reading it? (Insert
standard disclaimer here: I don�t own Vegeta,
Goku, (any other characters mentioned herein) or the show they came from DBZ
DBGT or just plain DB.)

B.
ALL RIGHTY. *rubs hands
together and looks up terms for the list of warnings: * Sadly, this is AU, but folks, don�t run away
already screaming. You can read
it. I swear It�ll be chocked full of
lemony goodness. LEMONS (Not talking
about the fruit here, either. I�m
talking about the sex ones; although how did it come to be a �lemon�
anyway?) Homosexuality (er�duh.) Also (warnings I�ve never used before!
Gasp): bondage, shady professions, and
graphic descriptions. (Hopefully
graphic anywho.) Also, dirty language
doubtlessly. DARK. BAD THINGS HAPPEN HERE FOLKS.

C.
As always I strive to keep folk in character even when they are not
�themselves� in the canon-sense. If
you�re reading this and you�re like they are so not in character, give it a
chappie or two and see if you still think that.

I tried very hard not to write this. I batted it down and tried to starve the
bunny (the plot bunny) until it went away.
And you see how far that got me.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****

Spiders
loved brutal murder. Loved blood, loved
to feel it pumping on their hands and making them warm. They were natural killers, and every kill
brought them closer to attaining that full-bodied bliss that dwarfed every
sensation known to any world. Saiyans
got off on violence, got aroused by it, and craved the sex and the fight just
as much as anything.

Trunks
stood at Vegeta�s side when the stupid ones stormed in and tried to see what
happened, what that scream was that echoed so loudly and they found their king,
found his brother and fell to their stupid knees. Praised him and left to spread the good word.

As
if he fucking cared. He was free from
that duty for the moment, grabbed Goten and slammed him against the wall, felt
hands clawing down his back, drawing his blood and bruising him. Felt his clothes ripping off him thanks to
the unlimited power that Goten had now.
Heard his lover�s blood pumping in his veins. Heard their clothes rip completely free, and Goten tore at his
mouth, snapped at his lips and his tongue, clawed him and wrapped his legs
around him, all his power. Felt the
mind melding to his felt the heat of the skin.

And
the blood.

He
could hear the fucking heartbeat, taste it in his mouth until his jaws ached as
bad as his throbbing erection, and Goten curled his non-physical hands around
him, pulled him deep inside of his mate�s body, deep into him and he was so hot
and tight and slick around him. Goten
pulled back, glared at him, and moved his hand from Trunks� shoulder to his
own, parted his own skin with a thought of his mind and looked at him with deep
seriousness.

�Want
it?� Goten asked, breathless and bloody-mouthed. His blood blossomed up beautifully and curled down his white
shoulder, made Trunks� mouth water and he jerked inside of Goten, made him
moan. Thought for a second and tried to
regain control of the fucking situation, but just fuck it. The traitor was dead, Goten was his now. He dug his teeth into the skin, deep down
into him, ripped more blood out of Goten and drank it down. Like power.
Sheer fucking power more pure and more beautiful and so powerful. He shook with it, felt his hips pounding
into Goten, slamming their skin together so hard it echoed in the empty
hallway.

Goten
arched against him, pressed against him, got more powerful and melded their
minds together until they were just one person, one need. One impossible height that could never be
reached and he felt the slide of something that wasn�t really there, some thing
non-physical, telekinetic; felt it slide into his body and rub against him
internally.

�Fucking
hell,� Goten growled, pulled his head away from the bloody wound and licked his
own blood off Trunks� mouth, kissed him hard and shoved his hips back into the
painful thrusting. Opened himself up
and asked for more, groaned and whimpered as he was bruised all over from the
truly un-fucking-believable pace of Trunks� hips. And when it got tighter, when Trunks felt his body quivering from
it, he grabbed Goten off the wall and then shoved him back against it, fucked
him faster than their hearts could beat or their minds could think.

Fucked
him until he couldn�t feel the movement anymore, only the pulsing and the
shaking and Goten�s mouth on his. The
hands on his back and the aching intrusion of his body by Goten�s power that
wasn�t real, but it was there inside of him nonetheless. Felt the splash of heat against his stomach,
and Goten threw his head back and screamed his name, clawed at the walls and
tried to get away from him, tried to escape from that feeling that took over
them, but he wrapped his arms around his smaller mate, dug his teeth into the
bloody shoulder again and felt his hair go black again. Slid his dark eyes shut as the blazing
aura-vision took over.

�Fuck!�
Goten muttered, whimpered. Ripped open
bloody strips on his back. �Fuck!� His mental hands slipped into Trunks� mind
the way his blood slid through his veins, and the combination of that taste (no
wonder the Gods hated Goten so very much, he had the blood of Gods in his
veins, the power of them inside of him) and the hands squeezing all the
pleasure centers of his brain proved to be far too much for him. He exploded with it, felt himself pumping
deep inside of Goten and the heat of his own release nearly scalded him.

~~~***

�Don�t
move, kitten,� was what greeted her when she opened her eyes. Found that she sat in utter darkness, and
blinked, felt her head throbbing so painfully it mad her eyes water and her
ears ring. �There is a black spot on
your head,� Chichi whispered, �All bruised and aching.� There was something like a smirk in that
voice, that made her want to see if Chichi was grinning at her, but then, Chichi
liked to be domineering. Enjoyed making
others bend to her will, so any injury that kept her precious kitten on her ass
probably suited Chichi just fine.

�What
happened?� Bulma asked.

�The
traitors heart pumped its blood into my hand,� she said, �The little fry
cried.�

�Why
did Goku cry?� Bulma tried to sit up,
but her aching head started throbbing at just the movement of her arms, and
Chichi covered her hands with her paler ones and kept her lying still.

�It
cried. Because it is precious, because
it loves life unlike anything we have seen.
Freedom was robbed from him. And
freedom this day was restored.� Chichi
wasn�t smirking when she said that, but very serious, so the room around them
got cool. �Wouldn�t you cry?�

Bulma
closed her eyes and thought about it.
Not to hard, because her head ached horribly, and there was little room
or time for thought. �Vegeta�s
okay? Bardock didn�t kill him?�

�The
King is�will soon be on his throne.� A
smirk there, �He is currently on someone else at the moment.�

�What
about Krillin?�

There
was a long pause, a terribly long pause, and Bulma wrapped her hands around
Chichi�s, dug her claws into the pale skin that she couldn�t see and Chichi let
out a soft sigh. �Krillin� I have told you that I abhor Gods, and when
you see him again, you will see why I hate them. Foolish bastards, Gods are, that take their immortality and mock
us with it. This day the Saiyan Gods
have earned my respect, but only as far as I respect the mind that has no limit
to power.�

�Goten?�

�Sleep,
Kitten.�

~~~***

Trunks
fell into the door, Goten pushed it open, reached out and shoved it with his
mental hand, knocked Trunks further into the room, across the floors lined with
the furs of dead things, and onto his knees just short of the bed. Grinned, watched his mate fight against his
hands that weren�t touching the pale skin.
His hair flickered black and pale and he was heaving for breath that was
barely making it into him.

A
real sight.

Goten
let him go, pulled all his power back into him, and fell to his knees next to
Trunks. Knelt and watched him breath,
try to breath mostly, and ran his hand down the slicked back�slick with blood
and sweat�and kissed him when Trunks lifted himself up to kneel next to him,
put his arms around Goten and pulled them tight together again. Felt the hardness that hadn�t faded, but
gotten more painful, and Goten opened his mouth, let himself be tasted and
touched, and felt how deeply he was needed.

Pulled
his mouth back and kissed Trunks forehead.
Watched him pant and silently beg, and Goten nodded, pushed him back to
his hands and knees with his power, held him there and opened him up with a
telekinetic hand, pressed deep into his body, and reached into the mind to
produce something slick, didn�t give a damn what as he pushed into Trunks with
his physical body, sank into him until their hips were flat together. Licked his hand and ran it over the torn
skin of his mate�s back. Felt the
shudders of muscles and need and smiled.

Knew
his hair was white and his eyes were white.
Knew he was using more power in this one act than he had used before for
anything. Held Trunks still as he
mercilessly pounded into him. Bruised
him external and internal and made him sob with the feel of it. Watched the stupid, watery tears fall to the
floor, watched Trunks spread them around on the rug and heard him beg,
mentally, physically. His voice raw as
it was torn from a sore throat that wanted only more and harder and faster and
now.

Anything
to quench it.

Goten
bent and licked the blood off him and the sweat, licked his mate�s shoulders
and his back as he thrust into him endlessly.
Extended his power into Trunks� mind and felt the fevered pitch of his
bodies clawing need to come, to release the pressure that was building up and
would explode here after ten years. Ten
years of carrying the burden of revenge and the knowledge of a hate so deep it
changed everything in the universe. He
held onto Trunks, wrapped both his arms around him, buried himself deep inside
of his clenching body and with one small touch of his mental finger to Trunks�
mind, made him scream, made him release that tension and there was a great
whiteness in the room as it flashed frozen and he whispered nothing to him,
promised him everything in a single second and knew that the two of them could
never be parted.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****

Chichi: Where is
the traitor�s heart?

Vegeta: Yay! Wherever I am, I�m getting laid!

Goku: By me!

Goten: Wow. Powerful frantic sex.

Trunks: I feel
relieved.

Goten: Ten
years. Damn. No wonder you were such a prick.

Chichi: Poor
boy. Let me� *notices people looking *

Bulma: My head
hurts can I have some Tylenol?

Goku: Nope. Doesn�t exist.

Vegeta: Suck it
up and take it like a man.

Bulma: Ah�all the
things I could say.

Macha:

Yes,
there are a few more chapters.

Ginia:

This
is not �the end�! There are a few more
plot points to get to and then it�ll be the end. And the end will be clearly marked. *nods * Just so nobody
gets confused.
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