Of Sex and Saiyans: Part one

Chapter Four

Goku and Vegeta sat at the breakfast table, munching away at a mountain of waffles that the kitchen bots had made ealier. Not looking up from his plate, Goku reached for the syrup and touched the back of Vegeta’s hand as he reached for it at the same time. Vegeta looked up, startled and jerked his hand away, blushing lightly. Goku looked confused.

‘Does he not want syrup?’ He thought, pouring the sweetener over his waffles. Normally, the taciturn Saiyan would have batted his hand away roughly and just taken it. He put the jug back on the table and nudged it towards the prince. Vegteta glanced up and took the proffered container, drizzling some on his breakfast. They ate in silence, Vegeta avoiding Goku’s inquiring gaze.

‘How am I gonna ask him? Kami I want him to say yes so much…but how?’ Vegeta thought, folding then stuffing a whole waffle in his mouth, chewing thoughtfully. He glanced across the table where Goku was reaching for another helping and opened his mouth to ask. Then shut it again. He should probably think about this some more.

Bulma strolled in, sweaty from the GR and sat down, reaching for a plate, tail swaying in the air behind her. Both male sayains sat straight up, food forgotten in front of them as her pre-rut scent filled the room. Goku gulped down a last mouthful and tried to ignore the sudden rigid tenting in his pants. Vegeta shifted uncomfortably on the bench opposite him, having the same difficulties. Bulma sat there eating, oblivious to the problems her new tail was causing. Goku wriggled back and forth on the seat before it got too much, then shot upwards, knocking his seat over and rushed out of the room. Bulma looked surprised then shrugged and went back to her waffles.

“Woman…” growled Vegeta.

Bulma looked up, then over her shoulder where the prince’s gaze was fixed.

“Oh…Gomen” She blushed and tucked her tail back around her waist. “I didn’t realize it was still bothering you two so much.”

Vegeta slipped a hand under the table to rearrange himself and turned to his mate.

“Bulma…you first full moon cycle is coming up. You’ll be going into full heat…”

She glanced up at him.

“And…? Thought you said you could take care of it…” She smiled teasingly, reaching out a finger to trail down his chest.

Vegeta growled and briefly closed his eyes, the musk scent intensifying in the room.

“I can, woman! But…but…” He looked unsure and raked a hand roughly through his hair

“But what Vegeta?” She frowned.

He scowled at her.

“Let me finish! As I was about to say, I should be able to take care of it by myself but…I may not be enough to slake your thirst during your first cycle”

Bulma did a double take.

“Hn. The mighty prince Vegeta needs assistance hmmm? And just who did you have lined up for the job?” She arched an eyebrow.

Vegeta paused. It was now or never.

“Kakkarott”

Bulma’s eyes opened wide.

“Goku?!”

Vegeta nodded.

“What? Did someone call me?” Vegeta sighed as the baka himself entered.

Bulma turned in her chair to look appraisingly, up and down, at him. Goku looked sideways then behind him, confused. Why was Bulma looking at him like that? She made a little twirling motion with her finger and he slowly turned around coming back to face them as she’d silently asked.

She seemed to come to a decision and nodded, turning back to her food

“He’ll do…” She stated as Vegeta let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding.

“As long as he doesn’t touch you…” She added, getting up at taking her plate to the sink before leaving for the GR.

Goku stared after her then turned to Vegeta.

“What does she mean Vegeta?”

Vegeta sighed again. Of course she’d leave him to deal with the baka\'s questions. He patted the bench next to him and Goku obediently sat down next to him.

“She means…well…” Vegeta wiped his face with his hand. This wasn’t going to be easy.

He started again.

“Bulma’s going into her first moon cycle since she’d become a Saiyan. Most of the time on Vegeta-sei this would be a event of great joy for the recipient as there were lots of eager people to assist. It was quite an honor to be chosen as well. However there is only you and me available to help Bulma through hers. If we don’t help her it may be quite painful.

Goku nodded. Of course he would help his oldest friend. Through anything.

Vegeta noted the nod and hoped that Goku would still be as eager in 5 minutes.

“I thought that I might be enough to help her but as she wasn’t born a Saiyan I don’t know what kind of effect that will have on her cycle. So I want you there just in case OK?”

Goku nodded again.

“What did she mean by not touching you, Vegeta?” He asked.

“When we…help her…we…we” Vegeta trailed off.

Goku waited, knowing Vegeta hated to be interrupted.

“We havesexwithher. Both of us. Together.” Vegeta blurted out and shut his eyes tightly, waiting for the shocked outburst. It never came. He opened his eyes to see a considering Goku.

‘Have sex with Bulma…and Vegeta? Hmmm…!’ Goku smiled ‘Oh hang on…not Vegeta…Bulma said I wasn’t allowed to touch him’ The taller Saiyan methodically contemplated the pros and cons while Vegeta waited nervously picking at the tablecloth. He was wound so tight he jumped when Goku spoke again.

“OK” He said, chirpily, shrugging before grabbing another waffle.

Vegeta looked at him, still expecting there to be some problem.

“OK? Are you sure Kakkarott? I’ll be there too…” Vegeta said.

“That’s fine Vegeta” Goku grinned at him, slathering butter on his waffle “I mean, your not exactly a big turn-off or anything!” He flirted.

‘Oh Kami Vegeta…nothing could turn me on more!’

Since Vegeta had mentioned a few months ago that most saiyan\'s had male mates, as there was a lack of females, Goku had fullly given into the lust that had followed him ever since he first saw the smaller saiyan.

Vegeta stayed silent, not trusting himself to speak on the wake of this new revelation.

‘I’m not a turn-off?! Could Kakkarott really want me like that?’ Vegeta thought, amazed. ‘Hang on…you’ve got your Saiyan fix…why are you still after him?’ Vegeta frowned and Goku mistakenly took it as a sign his last comment wasn’t well liked.

“Sorry…I didn’t mean to offend you or anything” He got up from the table but was stopped when Vegeta grabbed his wrist.

“It wasn’t that…I was…thinking…about something else” Vegeta murmured, half to himself.

Goku laughed and rubbed his head.

“Oh that’s fine then!” He sat back down, reaching for the last waffle.

Vegeta grinned at him.

“So when do we do this thing?” Goku bit off half the waffle, chewing noisily.

Vegeta groaned when he realized Goku was actually serious and ready to go right that second.

“Uh…Her rut should peak in about two days, so don’t do any training or anything…conserve your energy” Vegeta said, sternly.

Goku grinned and nodded.

“Hai, Ouji-sama” Respect given through a mouthful of waffle.

Vegeta rolled his eyes and elbowed Goku in the ribs, making him laugh.

Trunks came down into the kitchen carrying a box which he set down on the table.

“Well I’m off now…It was nice living with you and all…but…” He grinned at his father. “Don’t really want to end up fighting you for my own mother!”

Vegeta smirked at him.

“So long brat. I’d say it was nice having you but…” He shrugged then grinned

Goku frowned at him and piped up.

‘Do you need any help moving?”

“No, Mirai and Gohan came over last night and took most of it..”

Goku looked at both of them, confused.

“Mirai’s here?”

Vegeta slapped him on the back of the head.

“Baka! He’s only been here for the last two weeks!”

Goku grinned and looked apologetically at Trunks.

“Tell him I say hi and we’ll have a spar later!”

Trunks grinned back at him, mock offense on his face.

“You can tell him yourself, Mr Instant Transmission!…We’re having a house warming in a month if you guys and Mom wanted to come. Well…in a month and two days anyway…the 27th. It’s…uh…” He glanced away. “It’s a fantasy party.”

Goku frowned and Vegeta barked a laugh, grinning.

“What’s that?”

Vegeta rolled his eyes

“It’s when you dress up in your deepest fantasy gear.”

“What like superman or something?” Goku asked

“No, baka…like bondage gear and stuff” Vegeta and Trunks smirked at him.

“Ah!” Goku nodded, chewing. He knew all about bondage. He’d stayed up far too late one night while Chichi had gone to bed and seen this show on the TV. Needless to say he’d turned the volume down and sat right in front of it, watching as people whipped and teased each other. After it had finished he’d run upstairs and given Chichi a reason to sleep in the next morning.

“Sure…sounds like fun” Goku motioned with the remainder of his waffle. “Want me to carry that?”

Vegeta smacked him again and Goku turned to look at him.

“What…?!”

“Baka! He can easily lift over 300 times his own weight and you think he needs help with a box?!”

Goku grinned and shook his head, glancing apologetically up at Trunks through his bangs.

“Sorry Trunks…I was just asking”

“Don’t worry about it Goku…although it would be really handy if you could IT me there…don’t really want to fly with this!” He picked up the box. \"Maybe you can say hi to Mirai while your there...have a spar?\"

Goku stuffed the rest of the waffle in his mouth and jumped up, eager to help. He walked over to Trunks and placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Sounds great!\"

He turned to Vegeta

See! He does need my help!” He teased, putting two fingers to his forehead.

“Baka!” Vegeta retorted, shaking his head and smiling.

Goku just stuck his tongue out at him as they disappeared.


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Sorry for taking so long, I\'ve told myself that i can only post something if i have another chapter written towards the end of the story. I spent all last night forcing my muse till she got a headache!

Jenn: Thanks for reviewing! More of the yaoi goodness should be along shortly... *grin*. Makes my day...

leaf: I agree, Vegeta is my favorite too... You\'ll see the attraction to Bulma tapering off as the fic progresses...YAY! *kicks Bulma in the ass* Thanks for reviewing! *dance, dance*