Training Partners; Vegeta vs. Piccolo

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Part IV!

“eh… what?” Krillin sounds like he was just told that a yeti was captured and DNA tests just proved that it was his father. “Vegeta and Piccolo were sleeping… TOGETHER… in the ship!”, “I… I… I’m sure they just decided that they were to drunk to go anywhere and passed out in there!… yeah!”, “but…”, Bulma leans in closer and whispers lower, “they were… naked… in… each others arms!” she sits back, her face once again looking traumatized a frightened. Krillin looks a bit pale, green even… “e… even if that were true… uh… what… does it mean?”, “what do you MEAN ‘what does it MEAN!?’ they were, they… you know!”, Krillin looked as though here were a disturbed child, refusing to understand. “they! …. Were having… you know Krillin! … SEX!” Krillin falls flat on his back. “Krillin? Are you ok?”, “I just had the strangest dream, I thought you ha told me that Vegeta and Piccolo were having sex… hehehe…”, “they ARE!”, “uh, are what?”, “having sex!”, Krillin laughs nervously, “ha ha, good one Bulma.”, “I’m serious Krillin… they had SEX last night!”, “why are you doing this to me Bulma?”, “what?”, “of all the people to tell… why me?”, “you’re here, I have to tell someone, you won’t tell anyone else…”, “eh… good point…so, now what?”, “um… I don’t know… I guess we see if it’s just a one night stand caused by booze like the time me and Chi-Chi…”, “what?” Krillin looks like a puppy that just spotted a treat in the hand of its master. “nothing never mind about that… my point is, if they just got drunk and made a mistake then no one needs to know about it…”, “and if it wasn’t?”, “then… I don’t know… just don’t tell anybody! Not yet!”, “got it… *gulp* like anyone could believe me… I hardly believe you!” Bulma shoots a look at him that makes him cower in fear.

Vegeta sits up in a tree in the wilderness. He licks his fingers and rubs the saliva on his wound tenderly, as though caring of a child or pet, not even wincing at the pain. He pulls his blue leotard back up and zips it closed. “Vegeta” Piccolos voice makes him blush. He looks around to see where his lover is hiding, “where are you?”, “I’m at the lookout tower, I’m communicating with you telepathically”, “oh” he says out loud, “you don’t need to speak out loud, I can hear you just fine.”, “right… so what’s the reason for your contact? Not that I’m displeased with it…”, “I don’t think that meeting at the mountains tonight is a good idea.” Vegeta looks very concerned, even hurt, “why!?”, “it’s not what your thinking. Goku and a few of the others are heading out there to train. We wouldn’t be alone…”, “oh… I see”, “unless you’ve changed your mind about being clandestine about this for now?”, “NO! I haven’t… I need to pick the time to tell them, and I figure it won’t be so much ‘telling’ as, not hiding it anymore…”, “right… how about we meet in the stone desert? We can train there too…”, Vegeta smiles, “yes, I’ll be there but, let’s try not to draw attention to ourselves when we aren’t training…”, “of course, I’ll start heading there now, you should too… keeping our power levels suppressed means it’ll take a while to get there.”, “right” the two warriors take off, skimming the landscape at sub-sonic speeds.

“WELL?”, “they’re not headed toward the mountains!”, “what? Are you sure you’re reading that thing right?”, “YES! They’re going south! I think… this stupid scouter is having trouble tracking them, they’re moving really slow too… for them anyway.”, “right, I can sense them, they’re pushing their power level down real low too…”, “you know what that means, right?”, “don’t be silly, they could be just going to… discuss it… I guess…”, “ok… let me think.” Bulma paces around the room a bit. “GOHAN!”, “what?”, “Gohans birthday is next week, they’re sure to be there! And as for tonight…” Bulma grabs Krillin and drags him outside. She pulls out her case, selects a capsule, activates it and tosses it. In a plume of smoke her car appears. She grabs Krillin and shoves him into the passenger seat. “what about the others?”, “I’ll take care of them, we need to find out what’s going on between those two!”, “but why!?”, “because!”, “because of what?”, “JUST BECAUSE! Vegeta is my baby’s daddy! So it’s MY business too!”, “how!? And why do I need to go!”, “cause it is! And I need an other witness! Duh!”, “what about 18!?”, “that’s YOUR problem baldy! Now let’s go!” Bulma floors it, adjusting the settings on the scouter as she drives at top speed! At that moment, 18 steps out from behind a tree. She watches them drive off with no expression on her face.

“Hey everybody! The foods almost ready!” Goku is pretty giddy about that announcement from Gohan, cooking the massive creature over an open fire. “where’s everybody?”, says Yamcha, “well, Piccolo and Vegeta would rather train than go to another social thing so soon after the last one, and I’m not sure where Bulma and Krillin are…” says Tien. “they’re going to spy on Vegeta and Piccolo” interrupts 18. “what? Why”, “they think those two are lovers or something, I think they’ll be here in a little while. What is that… THING… over the fire? Whatever it is I’m NOT eating it…” she walks over to a log and sits down nonchalantly. The group is frozen in place, one can hear every cricket in the forest it’s so quiet. This silence I finally broken by Oolong falling on his hind end. Gohan has a MOST disheartened look on his face, looking VERY traumatized, he trudges off into the forest, looking heart broken.

“Vegeta?”, Piccolo wanders around the desert a bit “I can sense you here… where are you? You’ve been training on how to suppress your power level haven’t you?… GAH! UF!” Piccolo finds himself flat on his back, pinned to the ground… with a lap full of Saiyan… “indeed, even crouching behind a rock right in front of you, you couldn’t sense me!”, Vegeta, straddling Piccolo, leans forward and kisses him. He stands up and walks away from Piccolo, whom stands and follows him “I’ve made camp over here, the foods almost ready.”

Bulma and Krillin are crouched behind a big rock not too far away. Bulma is decked out in an array of spy gear, case in point is the directional microphone she’s using to listen in, they can’t see Piccolo and Vegeta, so her suspicions aren’t much aroused at this point, she only hears them greet each other.

“what are they doing Bulma?”, “eating…”, “I don’t know, that seems pretty normal to me…”, “just wait! I’m sure they’ll do something gay any minute…”, “Bulma?”, “what?”, “what would be something ‘gay’ do you think?”, Bulma blinks and thinks a second, “I… I’m sure we’ll know it when I see it… or hear it… either way… just come on! We need to get closer!”

“bah! That Bulma! Always with her crazy conspiracies!” says master Roshi over his food, making some dirty comment about her chest under his breath. “right, she probably took something WAY out context, then blew it even FURTHER out of proportion!” agrees Oolong, stuffing his face all the time. “hey! Where’s that kid at!? This food isn’t going to eat itself!” says Roshi. Meanwhile, Gohan is sitting by a tree in the forest, rocking back and forth, chewing on his thumbnail, eye’s a bit reddened.

This time sitting right next to each other, they enjoy the meat of the boar-like creature that Vegeta had downed. Krillins stomach growls at the smell of the food. “Bulma, they’re just going to eat and train, I guarantee… and besides, I haven’t eaten all day and the others must be wondering where we are! We really should be going! And what happens if they catch us? Let’s just forget about it and go! We’ll be able to see them at Gohans birthday party anyway!”, “no Krillin! We need to know now!” Krillin sighs and whines a bit. “here” she gives him a power bar, he chokes it down quickly. “pig” she says before taking out her uber high tech binoculars. “eh, so… what’s happening?” , “they’re still eating”, “oh… does… the food look good?”, “what does that matter baldy?”, “I just want to have a clear picture of what’s going on… so… is it nice and lean? Or full of grizzle? Does it look dark or light? Do you think it’s spiced?”, “honestly Krillin, you’re as bad as Goku…” she picks up the directional microphone in a hurry…

They sit back, stuffed full. “so what sort of training should we focus on tomorrow?” Piccolo thinks a moment before responding, “perhaps deception and distraction techniques, surprise attacks and the like”, “sounds good to me, I could use some of those trick shots that Kakarot and the others used on me.” Bulma gets a disheartened look, “what is it Bulma?”, “their just talking about training”, “I told you”

The night goes on, the group has reasoned away 18’s explanation, Vegeta and Piccolo continue to talk about technique and tomorrows training, and Bulma and Krillins patience is starting to wear pretty thin. In fact… Krillin has totally passed out and Bulma is fighting off sleep with all her might! She is being bored by her ‘targets’ whom have been debating about various techniques for over four hours now. Finally she looses her battle, her head nods forward, resting on her arm, the microphone points upward, and she passes out. Ironically, it is just minutes later, that their suspicions are, or rather, would be, confirmed. “alright… tomorrow I’ll have to prove it to you.”, says Piccolo smugly, “right whatever, we’ll see about that Namek”, Vegeta has and intriguing, almost, playful tone in his voice, particularly, by saying ‘Namek’ in a sort of mock insult, or feigned condescension. Piccolo looks at him, with a raised eyebrow, out of the corner of his eye. Vegeta has a flat look on his face, trying not to let any emotion show, his eyes diverted from Piccolos, but he can‘t hide that his cheeks are reddened. Piccolo leans in to him, his lips, close to his ear, “you’re just being an asshole now, aren’t you…” Piccolos hand slides across Vegetas abs as he wraps his arm around the Saiyans waist. “hey! I… I am not…”, Vegeta tries to pull away but Piccolo catches his ear in his teeth. “eh… hey! D-don’t do that!”, Piccolo licks his ear before whispering into it, “why”, “y-you m-might leave a m-mark!”, “so?” Piccolo laughs, “the day after tomorrow we are going to train as a group…”, “I still don’t follow my sweet…”, “they might… uh….”, Vegeta has trouble speaking as Piccolos licks and nibbles on his ear continue, “might… get suspicious! … ah…”, “mmm… we’ll just say their training injuries… besides… I can’t help it… you look good enough to eat! … yes…mmmm”, Vegetas resistance is weak at best, he only lasts a few moments before he melts into Piccolos arms, utterly susceptible to his will! Piccolo pulls his Saiyan into his lap, nibbling more fiercely now, making Vegeta whimper and squirm. Piccolos powerful hand slides down Vegetas chest, then abs, the Prince whines and shudders as the hand dips below his waist. Vegeta reaches back, tosses Piccolos turban aside, and pulls him into a lustful kiss. Piccolos fingers work the tight, stretchy material around Vegetas flesh tantalizingly… too tantalizingly… Vegeta turns around quickly and pounces Piccolo! He pins him to the ground on the side of the rock opposite the position of their sleeping spies. Piccolo sits up against the rock and kisses Vegeta again. He slides the zipper down Vegetas back slowly, “you’re… teasing me… again…”, Piccolo smirks as he nibbles Vegetas neck again, “well, you look so beautiful when I do! So, you see, it’s not my fault, I cannot help myself!” he peels Vegetas suit down, kissing his way down his neck as he does so, finally pausing as the still-fresh mark is revealed. He stares at it as he pushes the suit down. “does it… still hurt… my prince?”, Vegeta blushes as Piccolos tongue slides over it softly, making him wince slightly, “only enough to remind me…”, “there’s no scab… is it healing properly?”, “yes… this wound… is different, it will heal as a scar, directly, I have to keep it clean and moist because of that though.”, “I see” Piccolo looks into Vegetas eyes with a cute smile, “it makes you lick it clean, makes you care for it, so you can’t forget it…” their eyes lock before they kiss. They finish stripping as usual. Piccolo pins Vegeta to the ground, his hips between Vegetas legs. Piccolo leans in for a kiss, but at the last moment, he veers off course and, instead, he glomps Vegetas nipple! Vegeta gasps in surprise “you… ASSHOLE!” Piccolo laughs at that through his nose as he works Vegetas nipples, one after the other. He kisses down Vegetas toned frame. Finally, he reaches the source of Vegetas frustrations. Piccolo grips Vegetas base, he takes a long lick across the tip, making Vegeta twitch. Piccolo wraps his lips around Vegetas member, taking half its 8 inches into his mouth with ease. Piccolos large stature has other advantages, he doesn’t hesitate to take every last inch of Vegetas length in! swallowing whatever he needs to, to do it! Vegetas eyes get as wide as dinner plates! It doesn’t take long at all to get Vegeta writhing under Piccolos ministrations! “h…. how…. Many… t… t-t-t-times have you… DONE… this?”, Vegeta stammers out… eventually… “mmm… you’re my first of course…” seeing the logic, Vegeta just nods and takes it… Piccolos antennae give him the extra senses to allow him to keep Vegeta on the edge, but prevent him from going over, almost torturing him! He finally releases Vegeta from it hot, wet prison. He moves quickly to grab Vegetas hands, his own arms under Vegetas legs, preventing him from finishing himself off. Piccolo uses his forearms as ramps, lifting Vegetas hips up. “what are you…” Piccolo interrupts him by pressing his tongue to Vegetas puckered hole, “oh!” Piccolo starts to kiss Vegeta as passionately as ever, but his lips do not meet Vegetas this time. Vegeta twitches much more than usual at these new sensations, but he makes almost no noise, make no mistake though, he is being driven mad! Piccolos tongue darts in and out, swirls every which way, does things that Vegeta could even HOPE to explain! Vegeta arches his back, clenching his hair in his fists “I… I can’t take anymore! PLEASE! I… I need it! I NEED it! P… PLEASE! PICCOLO!?” Piccolo rises, letting Vegetas hips and legs slip free, but he doesn’t let go of his hands he kisses his lover as he presses his huge rod against the Princes. “what do you need my Prince?”, he nibbles on Vegetas ear and neck, “I… IT!”, “what is.. ‘it’? I cannot give you something unless I know what it is.”, Vegeta looks around, blushing harder and whining, “hmm?”, “it! You know! … IT!”, “I’m sorry my prince! I have no idea what you’re talking about. You’ll have to tell me what you want…”, Vegeta growls and whines. He takes a breath, “you…”, “hmm?”, “I want you!”, “I’m right here my prince!”, Vegeta growls and squirms, trying to retain his composure, he grits his teeth and speaks through them, “I want you… in me… now…”, “in you? What do you mean by that my liege?”, Vegeta locks his ankles round Piccolos waits and pulls him against himself, fed up, he shuts his eyes tightly, blushing furiously as he gives in, he speaks through his teeth again, “I… want you… to… make love to me…”, “make love to you my prince?”, “I can’t stand it anymore! I want you to fuck me damn it! NOW!”, Piccolo grins ear to ear, “well why didn’t you just say so? My dick’s been throbbing in anticipation of your hot ass for five minutes!” as a look of fury and rage starts to encompass Vegetas face, he is abated by Piccolos lips pressing to his. Piccolo slicks his member as before, his wet fingers Penetrate Vegeta one at a time, but in much quicker succession this time! He presses his member against the Saiyans entrance, he is semi slow about it, but there is now hesitation, he just presses one, sliding into Vegeta, making him wince and grunt as he struggles to take it! But as his member slides into the royal passage, Vegeta moans shamelessly! As Piccolo hilts himself into his beloved prince, he reaches back, unlocking the Saiyans ankles from behind his back and placing them on his shoulders, he grabs Vegetas hips and gives Vegeta one full stroke of his entire length! Though rough on Vegeta, he grunts, groans, grits his teeth and takes it! Piccolo doesn’t hesitate to take it further! He wastes no time, he accelerates to full speed almost immediately, which is quite alright by the Saiyan he is pummeling! Before long, Vegeta is moaning freely, he wraps his hand around Piccolos neck, clawing at the back of it, biting and licking the fingers of his other hand, whining and whimpering in a high, almost feminine, voice! As Vegeta falls into a pile of mindless lust, Piccolo is so aroused, that he thrusts harder and harder! Naturally, Vegeta twitches and moans even more, which makes Piccolo thrust harder, this vicious cycle continues for several minutes!

Bulma rolls over, grabbing the nearest warm body, in this case, Krillin, and snuggles him in her sleep. Krillin, being encompassed with warmth, snuggles into Bulmas, oddly familiar, chest…

Vegetas toes curl with pleasure! His tail wraps around Piccolos thigh as Piccolo slams into him! Piccolo tosses Vegetas feet off of his shoulders, he grabs the back of the Saiyans neck and pulls him into a hot kiss! Vegeta wraps his legs around Piccolo, his toes pointed as he takes Piccolos punishment! Piccolos end is near, he cannot go any further! He slides out of his mate, wipes off his member with his cape, grabs the Saiyan by the hair, lifting him to his knees and shoves his member into his mouth! This happens so quickly that Vegeta has no cognitive response, he simply finds himself semi-upright with his lovers shaft in his mouth! Piccolo holds Vegeta on his member as he strokes himself to completion! “DRINK!”, he grunts just before his first burst of sap! Vegetas dazed expression is broken when his mouth if FLOODED with juice! He swallows hard, gulping all he can! Piccolo grunts and pants as he pours his love into his mate! The sight of his seed gushing out of Vegetas mouth simply intensifies his own pleasure, making him cum even harder! Vegeta concentrates wholly on consuming all he can of his lovers essence! Finally, totally spent, Piccolo drops to his knees, only one eye open he giggles through his panting at the cute Vegeta trying to lap a drop off his nose that his tongue just can’t quite reach. He takes Vegetas face in both hands and pulls him into a deep, passionate kiss, a lovers kiss. His hands slide down Vegetas body, finally resting one his rump. Piccolo lifts him to his feet with that grip, then, shooting him a smug look, he takes Vegetas need into his mouth once more! Vegetas hips are perpendicular to Piccolos shoulders, one of his powerful hands massage Vegetas swollen balls tenderly while the other kneads his rump. Vegeta moans and coos at Piccolos ministrations, but it is not enough for Piccolos taste, so Piccolo slides a finger into Vegetas, still lubricated, channel. Piccolo goes straight for his A-spot! Making quick circles around it, Vegeta goes wild, of course. His eyes widen and he grips Piccolos head, pressing it down onto his meaty pole! With a great moan, and a spasming hole, Vegeta lets fly his cum! Piccolo gulps down the thick, sweet treat almost as fast as his lover can expel it! Only a few drops ever escape his lips!

As the lovers curl up together in Piccolos cape, and their fire goes out, Krillin and Bulma awake in each others arms, they quickly draw away from each other, trying to wipe the icky feelings off. “see Bulma? Nothing happened, and they’ve already gone to bed, can we go now?”, “no! we have to be certain!”, “fine, if you want to spend all night spying on them needlessly, go ahead… but I’M going to meet up with the others!”, as he rises into the air she yells up at him “COWARD!” but before he can fly off too far, he looks down, and sees them holding each other lovingly, while sweaty and naked. He goes totally pale and slowly hovers back down to Bulma. “what is it now coward?”, “Bulma…”, “what?”, “I believe you…”, she looks puzzled, “we slept through it… they’re sleeping together..”, “naked and in each others arms?”, Krillin nods. “I KNEW it!” she says… she stands up and drops her spy gear, “I’ll… KILL HIM!” she growls! She starts to stomp her way towards the love birds, but is stopped by Krillin. “Bulma no! what do you think those two might do to us when they find out we were spying on them! They aren’t exactly prime examples of ‘mister reasonable’ are they!? Now let’s get out of here!”, reluctantly, she agrees and they are off to her car and the others. Leaving the lovers to sleep, peacefully, together, in each others arms, content and happy… for now…