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Little Lost Cat	By : animeslave18 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3794 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z or any of its characters nor do I make any sort of profit from writing it.

Chapter List
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WARNINGS: Torture, lime, blow job, some angst, lemony rape (if that’s a warning)

A/N: Yay! A review! :D I was beginning to wonder if anyone was reading this at all. O.o Expect it to get better. :) …or worse. Whichever standpoint you wish to look at it from. I am still in the process of proofreading the chapters, however, right now I’m reading other stories to get some inspiration. Don’t fret though. I shall finish this story. :) It may not be finished by Halloween, but it will be finished nonetheless.

(…) Author’s thoughts

“Four thousand seven hundred…and fifty two bottles of sake…on the wall, four thousand seven hundred and fifty two bottles of sake. Take one down…pass it around…four thousand seven hundred and fifty…two bottles of sake. Four thousand…seven hundred and fifty three bottles of-“ Kakarot stumbled as his feet lazily kept him moving. “Of sake on the wall, four thousand seven hundred and…fifty two bottles of…sake. Take one…down, pass it…around, four…thousand…” His stomach growled noisily. Kakarot doubled over at the sound as his stomach, once again, made its emptiness known. Hunger pains shot through him as he held his stomach in the hopes that it’ll pass soon. Once it did, he stood up and rested his hand on the wall again before slowly continuing his trek throughout his prison. Oh he would give anything to sleep right now. He had no idea how much time had passed. At first he kept track, but doing that was slowly driving him crazy. He gave up after counting four hours out loud and decided to do something else to keep him awake. His tormentor forgot to leave him some food before he left and now he’s fighting off not only fatigue, but hunger as well. His body barely had enough strength just to walk. This was pure torture. He continued singing and walking in order to fight off sleep. As for hunger, he retraced his steps back to the bathroom and drank the water from the faucet there to fill his empty belly. It’s been working somewhat. He’s just glad the sadistic prince let him have that.

His head joined his hand on the wall as he pressed on. His tired eyes looked at the lights above while he walked. His hand suddenly hit grooves in metal and instantly realized he was back at the evil closet again. However, he didn’t stop. At first, he roamed the building in hopes to get to know the layout, and a way out, until he came across the familiar door with carvings on it. Sure at first he avoided it like a plague and didn’t go there at all, until he just didn’t care anymore. He needed to stay awake. The image of being nailed to a wall and being unmercifully taken by that evil bastard kept entering his mind. He’d do whatever he could to keep himself from getting into that position. Right now, as much as he hated it, he really wanted the man to return. He didn’t know how much longer he could last…he couldn’t stand it anymore.

His clumsy feet stumbled over each other again, causing him to hit the floor and land on his knees. He kept himself up with his weak arms as tears dripped down to the floor. Why? Why him? His thoughts went back to what the prince said earlier about seeing him in the market. He searched his memories before it hit him. He just had to go the capital’s market, didn’t he? He was only curious. He heard that they had better products there than his crummy small village. Some were reasonably priced and some were unfairly expensive. His favorite food was there as well, which was a sticky dough-like pastry with sweet filling inside. His father used to get him those when he was younger, but since he’s always away, he didn’t get them anymore. He wanted to get them. He needed to taste that sweet food that reminded him of his father. Still, how could have the man known what he was? He wore a brown hooded cloak that should’ve hid his features. Apparently it didn’t. It was a bit small and probably showed his physique. Then how come he was the only one to notice and no one else? Maybe others did and were planning on doing the same to him. This thought made him sob harder. Was that all he was? A pretty little thing just to get taken advantage of? “Brother, where are you? I need you. Please come for me.” He whimpered in his distress.

After a while, he stood back up and was about to keep walking when he heard a faint echo. “Little kitty, little kitty, little…lost…cat…” His heart fluttered wildly in excitement and relief. Was he back or did he finally lose his mind? He darted in the direction he thought he heard the voice, adrenaline momentarily making him forget about his exhaustion and his stomach growled in the hopes of being filled with delicious food. “Little kitty, little kitty…” Over there! He darted down another hallway, hearing the deranged tune get louder and louder. Finally, he reached the room where he heard the source of the voice and realized it was the room he started in. Kakarot looked at the royal in surprise, who was tapping his foot with impatience with his arms crossed. Where did he come from? How did he get in?

He looked behind him then back. How did he hear him all the way in there? Sure the place had a light echo, but he was practically in the back. Then it clicked. “You…You knew where I was! Why didn’t you just let me know you were here?! Why do you insist on toying with me?!” He got down on his knees in his hysterical fit and crawled over to the prince and grabbed at his skin tight pants. “I’m going insane down here! Please! I’m hungry! I need food! I’m so tired…” He ranted on until his voice cracked as tears sprang forth in his helplessness.

Vegeta looked down at his pet in surprise before smirking manically and leaning down to take his toy’s chin in his hand. He turned his face left and right and was pleased by what he saw. He started laughing then as he slowly stood. “Well, my kitten. It looks like I don’t have to nail you to anything. I am very pleased to see you did what I told you to do, which is something rare anymore.” He stated in an annoyed tone before grinning madly again. “Now, what was it you wanted?” He held his own chin in thought.

Kakarot yanked on his pants, practically ripping them off. “Food!”

“What?” He asked with fake ignorance.

“Food, please! I need food!” The poor thing practically wept. What was it that this man wanted?

Vegeta bent down again and held his chin. “What’s that…k-i-t-t-e-n?” He purred out his pet name slowly, emphasizing each letter.

Kakarot stared at him in hopelessness before it finally hit him. “Meow! Meow, meow, meow!” Tears streamed down his face in frustration. He was going to die if this kept up.

Vegeta chuckled then. “Aw, is my kitten hungry?”

Kakarot nodded. “Yes! Meow! Meow!” He moved his hands to tug insistently on his shirt.

Vegeta gripped his still bandaged wrists and pulled them away from him and out to his sides. Then he leaned forward and worshiped the younger’s lips and neck before pulling away. “And what are you going to do for your master?”

Kakarot gulped dryly. “What…what do you want?”

The royal thought for a moment. “Hmm, how ‘bout a blow job?”

Kakarot’s breath hitched. “N-Now?” Vegeta nodded with a smirk. “A-And…if I don’t?”

“Then you don’t get anything to eat.” The royal didn’t really want to torment his pet any further like this, but he knew he’d get what he wanted because he knew his toy would do anything to get some food.

A few minutes went by before Kakarot made his decision. “O-Okay.” He choked on the word, not wanting to do it at all.

Vegeta’s smirk turned into a grin. “Good answer, kitten.” He stood then and glared venomously down at the boy. “Use your teeth and I’ll rip them out. Understood?” The boy flinched at the stare and his words then nodded shyly. “Well? Go on.” His stare turned expecting as he waited for the younger to do what he said.

Kakarot tensed as he thought about what he should do. “I…I’ve never done this before.” He said quietly.

The royal smirked slightly. “I know, but you should at least know how to get the obvious out of the way.” The boy’s breath became more labored as he stared at the other’s crotch. Vegeta faked a yawn. “Any day now, kitten. Unless…you’re not that hungry.” That malicious smirk returned.

Right. He’s doing it for food. He…did he really need it? Another hunger pain shot through his system before quickly making up his mind. “No! I am!” He scooted forward a few inches then hesitantly reached out with shaky hands towards the hem of the royal’s pants.

Vegeta’s appendage became that more excited just watching the boy get closer. He smirked with crazed glee. Something about watching a virgin give him head turned him on more than anything else. Slowly, Kakarot glided his pants down toned legs until the object of his goal sprang towards his face. He gasped and pulled back in surprise. This guy was such a horn dog! Was there no end to his satisfaction? He nervously looked back up at the excited royal then back to a certainly good sized cock (that’s right, I said it >.>). Vegeta placed his hands on his hips in expectance. “I’m sure you know what to do next.”

Kakarot stared at it as if it would bite him. He started to break out into a nervous sweat and tried to tell himself, again, why he was doing this. Okay. For food. For food. He swallowed dryly before slowly leaning forward and shutting his eyes. He took a small lick of the head of the swollen organ, which caused the other to gasp lightly. He chanced a peak at Vegeta to see if that was a good or bad sign and noticed him still giving him an expecting look. He shut his eyes again and did another little lick, then another, and another… “Take it in!” Vegeta barked from above, obviously frustrated in how slow things were progressing.

Kakarot flinched again before staring at the excited appendage. Very slowly, he wrapped a nervous hand around the base and watched as Vegeta closed his eyes. “Why not a h-hand job instead?” Kakarot tried talking his way out of it.

Vegeta shook his head and hummed. “You promised me a blow job.” The boy instantly regretted ever wanting the man coming back. He wished he could’ve just died from starvation instead. Then again, he rather be here than nailed to a wall. With this in mind, and food, he leaned forward again and took the head into his mouth with his eyes closed. Vegeta opened his to see the other’s eyes closed. “Eyes open!” He barked again. Kakarot’s breath hitched at the command and opened them. He wanted to pull away at the sight of the other’s pubes before him. He wanted to gag at the taste and smell. It was very strong and it sickened him. However, he continued mouthing the head, sucking a little at it and hoping it was pleasing the other. It wasn’t doing too much. “Take it all in.” The royal moaned at the little motions the younger was giving him.

Kakarot swallowed and closed his eyes for a moment before opening and slowly sliding his mouth over the hard appendage. Vegeta clenched his teeth tight as that moist warmth slowly enveloped him. He just wanted to take the other’s head in his hands and slam into that glorious virgin mouth, but held himself back…for now. The younger stopped where his hand was and suckled on what was in his mouth. He ran his tongue around heated flesh while at the same time feeling the head at the back of his throat. He tried swallowing at the weird feeling but almost choked in the process. A loud moan was rewarded for that action, but it wasn’t enough for Vegeta. “Move…hurry…” His legs trembled at the torturous onslaught on his sensitive organ, but kept his patience in check. At first, Kakarot was confused on how to move, then remembered, unfortunately, how the prince took him before. Uncertain, he moved his head back, which dragged a long moan from the other. “Ahhhhh yes…” More certain now, he slid it back in his mouth, then pulled back again until he reached the head, which was still uncomfortable in his already aching mouth. “Ahhh, more! Hurry…more!”

Getting frustrated, Kakarot pulled back to ask, “How?”

However, this only pissed off the royal as he glared down at him. “Ugh, put it back in your mouth then work at it like your fucking life depends on it and in this case, it does!”

“Okay!” Kakarot shouted back in a panic before he hesitantly put it back in. He managed to pull out a long growl from the other before he tried doing what he was told. The only way he could think of making it better was going faster…and maybe move his hand. He bobbed his head on the other’s hard on while moving his hand in the same motion. Doing this was pulling all kinds of sounds from the prince, which slightly pleased Kakarot; knowing he was doing a good job. The next moment, he felt a thud against his throat and a warm liquid shoot down it. At the same time, Vegeta shouted out his ecstasy, his tail waving frantically behind him, as Kakarot pulled away at the odd feeling while getting some of the royal’s passion on his face. However, he ignored it as he swallowed what was stuck in his throat and tried coughing out what wasn’t.

Vegeta panted as he came back down from his pleasure cloud to look at the mess that covered his pet. He grinned manically as he bent down to take a hold of his toy’s chin, who was still coughing, and covered his mouth with his own. A probing tongue forced its way in to taste himself along with his pet’s flavor, then proceeded to clean the younger’s face with the wet appendage. Was this guy completely obsessed with himself or is there more to this fetish of his? Could be both. Finally, the royal pulled away with a satisfied smirk. “You did alright for your first time. I think you’ve earned your meal.” He stood and pulled up his pants then went over to one of the metal tables where a big brown bag sat and began pulling out different varieties of food.

Kakarot’s stomach practically screamed in relief and gave another growl as he wiped off his face. How did he not notice that bag there? He could’ve just snatched it. Then again, something tells him he wouldn’t have gotten away with it. The prince walked over to him with a clear plastic box with something in it. He bent over again and handed it to him. “Here you go, kitten. I know they’re your favorite.” Vegeta smiled as Kakarot hesitantly took the box.

He froze when he saw that they were the pastry that he went to the market for. The other must’ve seen him buy them, but how did he know that they were his favorite? The boy opened the box and stared at them sadly. He ate them in remembrance of his father and the happy days of when he was a child who still had his family with him. Now that he had them, he didn’t want to eat them…not here…not here with this…lunatic and in this hell. His stomach gave him a nauseous feeling as he closed the box and set it aside. Vegeta gave him a confused look. “What’s wrong, kitten? Are you not hungry?”

Kakarot hugged his knees to his chest then looked to the side, not wanting to look the older in the eye. “If you know that they’re my favorite, then you should know why I eat them.”

Vegeta shrugged. “I saw you buy them in the market, I only assumed that you like eating them. No matter. If you don’t want them, then you can starve.” He picked up the box and put it back in the bag.

Kakarot looked up then. “Is that all you got?

Vegeta kept his back turned. “Maybe, buuuut I guess…if you’re not that hungry…” He trailed off with a smirk, even though the other couldn’t see it.

Kakarot eyed the bag with the pastries in it with an unsure expression. “I am, I just…I’ll eat them later…after a meal.”

The prince turned and gave him a skeptical look, but decided to let it slide…this time. The smile returned. “Kitten, go get yourself cleaned up while I make dinner. I’m sure you know where the bathroom is.”

Kakarot hesitated for a moment, wondering if this was a good thing or not, but decided not to question it then stood and left the room. He decided to take another bath, since he didn’t take one all week, afraid he might’ve fallen asleep in the comforting water. However, he kept it short in case the crazy royal might come in and rape him again. He scrubbed his face really good and rinsed out his mouth a few times. Luckily, there was bath soap next to him in the tub, but there was nothing else. So he used it to wash his hair and body. When he got out, he realized he didn’t have a towel. Where did the prince get them? He sighed as he stepped out in the cold, deciding to air dry. His wet tail waved in front of him where he saw the two ki bands. Why two? Why not just the one? He shook his head, deciding that it was best not to question the other’s sanity. Surely there was a sane side to him; otherwise he’d be in a strait jacket by now. Either that or others act like they don’t notice. After all, he’s the prince, he can get away with anything. He shivered as the cool air of the A/C hit his wet body. Why does it have to be so damn cold in this place? He understood why the ‘closet’ was like a freezer…so the bodies would decay more slowly, like a flower. He waved his arms about, trying to rid the access water off of him and wrung out his wild hair. Then he walked around the room a few times before deciding he was dry enough and slipped back on the same clothes he wore before.

Sniffling and rubbing his hands against his ears to get the water out, he timidly left the room, still shivering slightly, and went back to the room where the food was. He was hoping it was a hot meal with meat and not something…inedible. He could see that. The prince torturing him further by tricking him into thinking he was actually going to eat something and got head for free. He hugged himself. Just how much longer was he going to have to endure this? “Hello, kitten.” The royal purred once he entered the room, in which he hadn’t noticed until now. Vegeta patted the seat next to him on the metal table as he dug into a portion of food.

Kakarot tensed at the other’s action, but kept his mouth shut and did as he was silently ordered. He slowly made his way over towards his tormentor and hopped up on the table, the sack of food sitting on the table in front of him. Vegeta got something from his other side and handed it to him. The boy wanted to cry. It was a bento. He needed thirty of these to fill him up and here he had his hopes up for a whole cooked animal. However, it was better than nothing and dug in with gusto. He glanced at what the prince was eating and noticed it was the same as what he was eating. This irked him a bit, but said nothing. The other has probably eaten already and this was just a snack for him. When Vegeta was done, he stood from his seat and went to the sack again while setting his empty bento next to it. He grabbed another one from the sack and walked back to his seat. “I grabbed about twenty of these. So feel free to eat as much as you like. They should tide you over until the meat is done cooking. It’ll be another hour.” He motioned towards the bag.

Now Kakarot wanted to cry in relief. Thank God! “Okay.” His voice cracked slightly from the emotion. Knowing that there was more, he finished his first one quickly then hesitantly went to grab another. He timidly reached in the bag and grabbed another bento. Not caring what was in it, he unwrapped it and slowly went back to his seat next to the prince. The silence was awkward and made the boy want to disappear.

Vegeta didn’t pay any attention to him nor glance at him…until he had ten bentos. He tossed the last one behind him and turned to his pet with open arms. “Now you have all of my undivided attention kitten.” He wrapped his arms around the younger and laid him back on the cold table while he smothered him with kisses and nips.

Kakarot yelped in surprise as his eighth bento was dropped to the floor. He almost cried at having such precious food wasted, but calmed once he remembered there was more. He struggled a bit in his awkward and uncomfortable position, but tried not to move too much so not to anger the other. However, he suddenly started pushing against him when he felt his pants being removed. “Wait…what are you-?” He hushed when he noticed the royal had already pushed his own pants down enough to free his already aching erection. He looked at it with an incredulous look. “Again?”

Vegeta groaned with a smile. “Oh, you have no idea what you do to me, kitten.” Without warning, he plunged back into heaven. His eyes rolled in the back of his head as he relished in the scream he tore from the younger and the tight heat that encased him. He closed his eyes for a moment then focused them maliciously back on his victim. “It’s also been a week since I had any, which to me, feels like a year.” He ground out.

Kakarot tried with all his might to push the other away, but his wrists were immediately grabbed and pinned to either side of his head. Vegeta had a lazy pace going, taking his time and relishing in his sweet kitten. The boy then tried going with plan B and scooting away from the torture. He managed to get a few inches away, but didn’t get much farther when one of his legs was thrown over a shoulder and held in place. Now, he was in a somewhat sideways position while his arm was still pinned and his head hung off the edge of the table. His eyes were clenched shut as he panted into the cold air. Vegeta quickened his pace as Kakarot arched off the table, the pain building and becoming more unbearable and his screams unrelenting. The prince relished it all and didn’t want it to stop. After a few minutes, his pace slowed and lowered the leg on his shoulder, then leaned over the writhing form beneath him and watched. When Kakarot noticed this, he tried gouging the royal’s eyes out with his nails, but got it caught instead and was bitten on his bicep for the attempt. The boy whimpered at the bite, but it was dull in comparison to the burning sensation between his legs that just kept on hurting.

The torture went on for about an hour. Vegeta paused in his thrusting only to make more marks on his victim, causing more pain and then starting up again. He let that pressure build within him for a good while until he couldn’t take it anymore and released his creamy load inside the quivering form below. It was so intense for Vegeta, he felt like it went on for a good few minutes before he finally finished and sighed like a huge weight just lifted off of his shoulders. He panted as he watched his kitten cry and whimper from the pain he just gave him and smiled sweetly. He pushed back a few sweat soaked bangs from the younger’s forehead and kissed that heavily panting mouth. After a moment, he pulled back and whispered, “I think I’ll keep you.”

Kakarot didn’t respond and turned his head away. Now he really wanted to sleep…more than he wanted to eat. Vegeta pulled away from the abused form below and looked above him, sniffing. “I think dinner’s almost done.” He leaned over the prone form to put restraints on his abused wrists and pulled out a blindfold that seemed to be tied underneath the table and wrapped it around the younger’s tired eyes. “I’ll be back, kitten. No sleeping until I return.” He ordered simply and pulled away.

After a moment, a few clanks and a loud banging sounded in the room that made Kakarot jump. What was going on? Why did he tie him up and blindfold him after what he just did to him? Was he going to do something else now? The poor thing tried with all his might to stay awake in his position, but thankfully didn’t have to wait long when he heard the same sound again. He suddenly smelled roasted meat and his stomach growled noisily. He heard a chuckle a few feet next to him and blushed. He suddenly felt vulnerable with his legs splayed open and his pants down, making him feel exposed. When he thought that smell was going to torture him to near insanity, his prince finally removed the blindfold and the restraints. He saw Vegeta smirking down at him. “Time to eat, kitten.” He said lovingly then moved away.

Kakarot sat up with effort, wincing a bit, then carefully hopped off the table and pulled his pants up. A roasted giant boar graced his sight as he gaped at the enormous animal that practically took up the entire space in front of him. Its legs were tied to a stick, more like a branch really, while its body hung below it. The stick rested on two others on either side of the beast and a white cloth, big enough to be a quilt or a blanket, laid beneath it. Probably so it won’t make a mess on the floor. His stomach practically made him lurch forward to start devouring it when Vegeta stood in his path and roughly grabbed a hold of his chin. He pushed him against the table that he was just laying on and spoke calmly but threateningly to his face. “Listen carefully now. You will eat only half of the beast. From the middle of the belly to the spine. If you eat more than your portion, I will uncaringly slice open your stomach and eat what portion was mine. Understand?”

Kakarot gasped and flinched at the promise. “W-Why a-are you so c-cruel?”

Vegeta smirked. “Because it’s fun. And what fun would it be if I let all my pets do what they wanted? Everybody else already has that privilege. For you darling, you get special treatment.” He ended with a sadistic smirk. Kakarot shivered but nodded nonetheless. “Good. Now, don’t stand there with your belly rumbling. Eat.” He pulled away and went towards the steaming animal to do just what he ordered.

Kakarot followed and said nothing else. He ate that animal as if someone else would come along and steal it. Vegeta cut a line along the belly, signifying the other where to eat from. He, of course, used utensils to stab the meat and rip it off the animal, while Kakarot just tore into it with his teeth. It was bland but juicy and filled his stomach, so he wasn’t about to complain. He came close to eating over the line, which caused the royal to stop chewing what was in his mouth and stare at him with a death glare. Kakarot merely shied away from the area and went to another part on his side. After that, Vegeta watched him carefully and slowly continued to eat. With all that constant staring, Kakarot began to feel self-conscious and paranoid, like the guy was going to cut him open any moment. So, he left a few bites on his side and sat off to the side, waiting for the other to finish. Vegeta ate a little faster, but didn’t move his gaze from the younger. When he was done, he broke off a rib from the pig and started picking his teeth with it. Kakarot jumped a bit from the sound of the bone breaking off, the prince’s threat still going through his head and making him paranoid. Slow, tense minutes passed as Vegeta did nothing but pick the meat from his teeth and continued to stare at his pet. Kakarot tried looking elsewhere while shifting in his position and wrapping his tail around him in comfort, which caused him to hiss a bit from their recent activity.

This caused Vegeta to smirk as he finished picking his teeth and carelessly tossed the bone at the boar. He ran his tongue over his clean teeth in thought before crawling around the meatless carcass and over to the scared boy. Kakarot jumped at the movement and immediately began to back away until he hit the wall. He gasped when he hit the cold wall behind him, but kept his frightened gaze on his tormentor. Vegeta continued to advance until he was right up in the boy’s face. Kakarot kept his legs closed in case the royal tried anything as he continued to quiver at the sadistic smirk the other was giving him. The prince was practically pressing himself against the younger, causing the boy to grip his sleeves to keep him from getting any closer.

That smirk stayed in place. “Are you full, kitten?” He asked huskily, his hot breath ghosting over the younger’s face.

Kakarot leaned his head back against the cold metal. “Y-es.” His voice cracked in his distress.

Vegeta faked a pout. “Aw, you don’t want any dessert?” He ended with a smirk and a purr.

Kakarot choked back a sob and shook his head. “N-No.”

The royal brushed his lips along a quivering jaw. “Are you sure?” He whispered lustfully.

Kakarot began to panic at the other’s closeness as his breathing sped up. “Please…no more…” He turned his head away from the other’s light touch.

“Look at me, kitten.” Vegeta said in a warning tone. Kakarot quickly obliged, terror evident on his face. He didn’t want to piss off the royal, but didn’t want to go with what he had in mind either. “All I want is a kiss.” He said innocently as he stroked the younger’s hair.

Kakarot thought for a moment. “Will you…let me breathe?” He panted, thinking of the first kiss he was given.

“That all depends, kitten.” He teased.

“O-On wh-what?” Kakarot’s grip tightened on the other’s arms, waiting for him to tell him to do something horrible.

Vegeta leaned forward as if to kiss him, but stopped just before panting lips. “On how good you kiss me.”

Kakarot stopped breathing for a moment. “W-What?”

“I know you heard me. Kiss me…really kiss me as if I was a lover and for now, I am. I am curious to see…feel…what kind of lover you’re wanting. I want to know if it’s true…if it’s real. This…love everyone speaks of…I want to know if everyone is capable of having it. I want a chance to feel it…to know that it’s there and that it’s real.” He stared at the boy with a lust filled gaze.

It took a moment before Kakarot could answer. Just where was he getting at? Does he…want someone to…love? “Of course…everyone has it…and it depends entirely…on the person looking for it. Although, I suppose it’s something…to learn, rather than…something to find. I’m not really sure myself. I’ve never felt it either.” He explained uncertainly between breathes.

Vegeta studied him for a moment. “So, you’re saying that it’s something that can be taught?” It was more of a statement than a question.

Kakarot moved his shoulders to shrug, but a shiver wracked his body instead. “I suppose.”

“Hn.” He answered in thought before continuing what he started. “So, kitten. Will you give me a taste?” He smirked innocently enough.

Kakarot looked at him with uncertainty and extreme worry. “I-“ He looked to the royal’s smirking smooth lips then to his malicious but curious eyes. “I…” He shook his head lightly, not sure what his answer should be.

Vegeta’s smirk fell a bit and his expression turned a little more desperate, almost begging. “Just a kiss. That’s all I want. Better hurry and make a decision. I have to leave soon.”

Feeling a little calmer at the idea that the other was leaving soon, he finally made a decision. “O-Okay. I’ll do it.” Besides, if a kiss is what he really wanted, then perhaps it wouldn’t be too bad to give him one.

Vegeta showed a pleasant smile. “Then do it, kitten.”

Kakarot showed a moment of hesitation before slowly closing the tiny gap between them. At first, he didn’t move. He only pressed his lips against surprisingly patient ones and waited a few moments. Then hesitantly, he moved his lips a little more over the other’s. His eyes stared wide at half lidded ones, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious. Thinking he wasn’t in too much danger, he deepened the kiss a little more, causing the royal to part his lips slightly.

Remembering how Vegeta kissed him before, he took that opportunity to shyly slide his tongue along moist lips, but didn’t enter. Vegeta granted him permission by joining his wet appendage against the younger’s and went along with his slow pace. Kakarot moaned at the unexpected action, but noticed that it was doing no harm and moved against the prince’s tongue. They managed to pant in some air as their tongues battled outside their mouths. After a few minutes, Kakarot managed to get the motion down, causing his eyes to close slightly and his body to relax a little more. He pressed their lips together again, causing their tongues to delve into each other’s mouths. This dragged a low moan from the younger as he closed his eyes completely, getting into the kiss a little more than he anticipated. This pleased Vegeta greatly and continued to eagerly but gently respond to him. This caused Kakarot to trail his hand up the royal’s chest and rest it on the back of his head. Vegeta purred into the kiss, loving the reactions he was getting from the younger. The kiss became more eager and desperate as both participants got more into it. Vegeta wrapped his arms around his pet as Kakarot brought his other arm to wrap around the prince’s shoulders. By the end of the kiss, Kakarot was practically in the royal’s lap and Vegeta supporting his weight.

Vegeta reluctantly pulled back, his lips pressing against the younger’s a few more times before looking the other in his half lidded eyes. “Who would’ve thought that a gentle gesture like that could’ve turned you into a mewling little puddle of need?” He said in a husky voice and chuckled.

Kakarot opened his eyes to see the sadistic prince smirking at him. He suddenly remembered where he was and who he was with and suddenly wanted out of the other’s arms and off his lap. How did he get like that anyway? Was the kiss really that great? He decided to think on that later. Right now, the prince wasn’t letting him go anywhere as he held onto his waist. Kakarot moved his hands from the other’s back and to his shoulders as he shyly looked away with a blush. How could he let himself get so carried away? It was just a stupid kiss. After all, he received plenty of them from the prince when he was taken savagely. However…it wasn’t like those kisses…it was…something else.

Vegeta chuckled again then reached up to kiss along the younger’s jawline and neck while stroking his tail up and down lovingly. Kakarot whimpered at the action and tensed, but calmed a little when the other reluctantly pulled away. “Well, as interesting as that was, I must go. Goodbye, kitten. I’ll see you tomorrow.” With that he swiftly hit the boy in the back of the neck, successfully knocking him out.

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Woo! Haven’t written like that since the first story I’ve ever written on here. I was so excited to get my ideas in that I started working on the next chapter before this one was even finished. ^^ I hope I didn’t stray from Vegeta’s and Kakarot’s ‘character.’ I just wanted to add how unpredictable my sadistic prince can be. :) Those of you who have read my stories, should know that I don’t say, or in this case write, the words ‘cock’ or ‘dick.’ *sighs* It’s because…I think it sounds…offensive. >.> …yeah…I don’t know why either. I mean, here I am writing porn, and…I won’t write words that are often used in such things. Especially in this story. :/ I don’t mind reading it…in other stories…but…I mind writing it. Hm. *shrugs* I don’t know. You know…it’s kinda hard to keep the tenseness in the story. Like, there are times when I want to stray and make a situation lighter, but I tell myself, no it’s not that kind of story. >.> It has to stay serious and…chaotic. Hm. Not really the word for it, but hopefully you all know what I mean. Hence the randomness I sometimes add in it. I just hope it isn’t too confusing or ruin the mood of the story.
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