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In ancient times	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6600 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 3

            I vividly remember the tremor that racked throughout his body, how his eyes glazed over with uncertainties, and the quickening of his breaths; he was in the grips of his… no, our war, the urges in his body conflicting with the war in his mind. I felt the same, fighting off all temptations to continue on with the rite. I think that was what it made it easier for me, throwing aside my lust and perform my duty to Ra. I bowed my head keeping my eyes to the floor to give him some ease and privacy; humorous really once you think about it, I gave him privacy when only in a few moments I would see every inch of that beautifully bronzed skin, but I gave him privacy only for that moment.

            My heart skipped several beats when I heard the sloshing of the disturbed water, he hummed his content to the warmed water, and I could only smile. I kept going through the chants in my mind over and over doing my best not to think of his nudity, keeping in the mind set of a high priest, I had a duty to do; turn the Prince into a Pharaoh. My body moved on its own accord, gathering the knife and oil jug, descending into the warm depths of the pool; gently I reached out holding the jug to pour it down the solid warm arm. I kept the image of Amun-Ra in my mind, chanting casting the old spells of the god’s, slowly I dragged the dagger in upward sweeps removing the fine hairs.

            His broad chest held no hair, the Prince was nearly a hairless specimen, and yet I still gave that powerful chest the same attention; slowly I moved it from side to side, the very tip of my blade rubbed against his nub. I vaguely heard the sharp intake of air, but I defiantly seen how his chest expanded quickly, unbeknownst to me at the time, I made a mental note that his nipples were sensitive to the touch. Periodically I felt myself losing my concentration; the way his muscles would flex and jump was quite distracting. I felt his heated breaths against my skin warming my blood; how I didn’t take liberties with his body I am unsure.

            My face flushed ferociously when he parted and lifted his leg above the water, giving me clear access to continue on with my duty; I faltered, suddenly lost within those moments, wondering my next move. I wanted to fit my hips against his, I wanted to know then how well we would fit together; but I had not, instead I held that leg higher and continued on. I was slightly surprised to feel the weight of his leg, they were powerful; I wondered if they were flexible. I cursed my sinful thoughts doing my best to conjure the image of Amun-Ra once again. Shaving his legs wasn’t as easy as his arms or chest, the contours of muscle made it quite difficult.

            Then one part of his body was next, the last thing that needed to be done; I wanted to sink into the water and drown myself then. I remember I swallowed so hard I nearly choked; I could only imagine his expression, for I never looked upon his face the moment I begun. Not a word was spoken between us, but the air around us was filled of spoken words of confessions. I steadied myself then keeping my eyes closed taking deep breaths, I heard the movements in the water knowing fully well he was moving. When I heard own gulp I opened my eyes; it was a glorious sight indeed, my Prince bent over before me, his bottom fully exposed to my eyes; beautiful, majestic.

            I nearly lost myself then, nearly moved to drape myself over him and experience our sinful union; how simple it would have been then. I remained strong continuing onward. I truly didn’t have to shave him, he was hairless there, but it didn’t stop me from pouring the oil over those perfect globes, or rubbing it in with gentle caresses. I heard him groan low, seen how his back tensed from my attentions; I wanted to give him what we both desired, end it all and accept our ineffable damnation with open arms. Instead of it being the rite it was meant to be, it started to transform into a dangerous game of four play; my hand never left his heated smooth skin, stroking and gilding in the slickness of the oil, while my dagger made short sweeps; his groans egged me on.

            My breaths began to become more rapid, my need evident between my legs hanging there heavy, and ready; my lust was raising like a simple flame becoming an inferno and he the same. In my haze I roughly turned him, hiking his hips higher and poured the oil over him. My eyes feasted on his engorged flesh flexing with his own need; my Prince was very well endowed. I feel ashamed of myself now, thinking on it, I stopped the chants never fully finishing it as I was meant to; I know now the years that followed was the god’s punishing me but I am getting ahead of myself.

            How he arched from my touches was breathtaking, how he whimpered with need, it was godly. I shaved around his base, making delicate movements taking it all in; I never been so gentle in my life, never so intricate with my movements. I gently tugged his pouch, stretching the skin to make shaving the hairs easier and safer for him; caressing them after-words, petting them like anyone would for a pet who behaved well. His manhood leaked, and I briefly wondered if mine did as well.

            For the first time since I begun I looked up into his beautiful face, I lost myself in his fiery eyes, he burned for me, and I he. His face was flushed with a gorgeous red hue, his lips parted and moist begging me to taste them; I couldn’t stop myself. I pulled his hips towards mine bringing our flesh together, our hard need touched, rubbing together trying to create a fire, his chest clashed with mine and I wrapped my arms around him, feeling his slicked oiled skin rub against me was amazing. With hazy lidded eyes he whispered my name, his voice rasped with need, his voice made my whole body shake, it was pure eroticism to hear him speak my name with such profound need.

            For the very first time I tasted those lips, tasted him, sucked away any taste he offered me. I never had kissed another before, my inexperience was not something I thought of at that moment, but he had said to me it was wonderful; maybe it was only amazing for us both because it was our first kiss, and we shared that first kiss with each other. Honey, he tasted like honey, sugary and addicting; I wanted more. My hands cupped his face, holding him there, not allowing the lip lock to end, and he kept his hands buried in my hair behind my head, not allowing me to end the kiss. I could taste his need and feel his want all around me, my head swooned with unbearable lust; idly my cock started to probe around searching for something to sink into. I felt the Prince move himself on me, arching his back and trying to move his hips, searching for something to penetrate him. My heart nearly exploded with the information, I wanted to go in and he wanted to be impaled. I think I almost cried from the intensity of my lust.

            *BANG, BANG, BANG*

            I nearly dropped the Prince flat on his behind on how quickly I moved away from him, he moaned out his lost reaching out for me, begging silently with his eyes to finish what I had started; yes it was I who started this; but our intruder did not leave.

            “My Prince, I am sorry but the High Priest needs to speed things up, the crowd is becoming restless and I am fearful they may begin to riot.”

            I watched as Vegeta snarled at the main doors, shouting to the man behind them to leave and deal with the problem; I couldn’t blame him, I nearly spat at them myself; Brolly of course it would be him. The man’s obsession would be bothersome in the future I knew it, I seen the way he would stare at Vegeta with awe, admiration, and want; I didn’t like it. He was a big problem, but again I am getting ahead of myself. Then he shifted his eyes back to me, giving me the whole of his attention, he went to speak but I halted him with my hand placed to his lips. “Vegeta don’t speak, I know.”

            It was all that needed to be said, I knew this couldn’t happen again, I knew what we had done was a crime against the god’s, and I knew that we both wanted it so terribly, but couldn’t. He would be a Pharaoh, and I was the High priest. He looked away from me then keeping his eyes on the water, I knew he looked at my reflection, I seen the daydream look I would sport when I looked upon him. I moved forward once again and I couldn’t stop the dejection from my eyes when he flinched and backed away slightly. He didn’t stop me when I touched his brow, then he understood; we were not done. I made quick work of it, I knew that if we shared moments alone any longer we may not stop; I shuddered then with the thought, we wouldn’t have stopped if it wasn’t for our intruder.

            Vegeta without eyebrows is actually quite humorous. I remember chuckling then and earning a good firm slap on my arm for it. I held out a robe for him to wear, ushering him to the doors, I watched idly as my underlings applied the cosmetics, dressed him in royal clothing, and jewelry. He stood there unmoving, he didn’t flinch when the brush made contact with his eyes, lining them with the thick black paste; he must be use to this, of course he would be, he had done this every morning in the palace. I showed him the upper level of my temple, bringing him to a room. The rest I will leave omitted, as I had said before the rest of the rite is secretive. This information is too powerful for any regular mortal to know.

            I waited outside of the door once my part was done, I couldn’t stop thinking about Brolly at the time, and I wondered if Vegeta and he had shared anything between them. I felt my inside’s turn and burn with jealously; I didn’t like the feelings. Yet I knew I shouldn’t feel this way, as soon as Vegeta is announced Pharaoh he would be on his path looking for his Queen, then taking many wives to produce many children. My heart hurt with the information, then I realized I to would need to take a wife to make a son to uphold the title of High priest and care for the temple. Depressing thoughts really.

            Then all my attention was removed from my thoughts when he walked out, I always had describe him as powerful and majestic but then, then I lost all words and all thoughts. He was different, he was altered; he was Pharaoh. His face was lax, and glowed like the sun, as he walked forward it was as if he floated, his head held high and straight never sparing a glance in any direction. I stumbled forward trailing behind him, keeping my distance. His arms crossed showing the power of his muscles, he stepped out to the balcony and the people of the city cheered their new ruler.

            I on the other hand I fell to my knees, bowing instantly under his aura; I believe I was the first to do so. I glanced up to him, the rays of the sun surrounded him; I had never witness the crowning of a new Pharaoh, but being there, seeing it, seeing him, I knew then he was a god, he was Ra walking amongst us, he was divinity. The noise from the crowd hushed and I knew then they all had seen what I had, and bowed before his magnificence and glory. We all had bowed before the Pharaoh Vegeta; Ra.

No lemons, they were about to, but got interrupted. Don’t blame me *shrugs* okay I know I am to blame hahah. Throw the stones at me later hehehe. You know I cannot make things too easy, only in my one-shots! But chapter fics muahahha no no no, cannot be easy.

Topbear- they survived barley lol. Thank you for reviewing XD Love them.

Animeslave- PUT THE ROCK DOWN!!! :p don’t worry the lemon will be very long and *ahhem* naughty. Heheh. I know what you mean about inspiration, im kinda stuck with ‘freedom of the night’ I know how I want it to end, but trying to conjure the build up. :S, and I am writing a horror fic now called ‘In the deep of space.’ Give it a shot, no promises.

Kit-kit- Thank you for reviewing, and Kaka an Vege will ‘give’ in to love ;)

Zofo- You put down those rocks too! Haha, I know I am teasing, but as I said, things aren’t that easy ;)

Thank you all for the reviews and ratings, love them guys, and since these days I have soo much time on my hands I will be writing more often and keep up the quick updates.
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