A Deal You Can\'t Refuse

“Midori-Koen… Midori-Koen desu,” the loudspeaker announced the next stop as the subway emerged from the tunnel, stopping near a shady, decorative park that drew many tourists but was closed at this hour. Vegeta grasped Goten’s arm and pushed past the crowd toward the opening doors. “Getting off,” he declared so that they let them pass, making Goten snicker at his unintended pun. “This isn’t our stop,” Goten pointed out in confusion. Ignoring him, Vegeta dragged Goten out of the station and into the park anyway to a secluded part by a cluster of thick trees. Goten looked up in fear that he would be angry with him, pleasantly surprised when Vegeta pinned him to a tree and kissed him hard, his tongue aggressively seeking out his own. Happily Goten pulled him close to return the heated kiss, his eyes opening to find Vegeta hastily unbuttoning his shirt. “You’re finishing what you started, pronto,” Vegeta declared. It amused Goten how much like a gangster he sounded, but his returning desire took over and he, too, proceded to hastily remove Vegeta’s clothes. Again he surprised Goten by pulling him to the ground atop him, trapping him between his legs. “You’re letting me top?” Goten asked in astonishment. “I’m still in charge,” Vegeta returned, his voice not suggesting that he really cared, as were his seductive, teasing kisses and strokes. “Sure you are.” Goten’s smirk turned almost evil looking before he slowly wet his fingers, the erotic sight giving Vegeta a shiver of lust. “I’ll take care of you,” Goten promised reassuringly. Vegeta reached down to purposely tease his hardness, knowing exactly where to lightly touch to drive his screaming hormones over the edge. He was truly asking for it, Goten thought excitedly. They made out passionately while Goten slowly prepared him, his other hand teasing every sensitive place it crossed. Vegeta pulled him insistantly into place. “Come on.” “Not so fast.” His eyes heavy lidded with excitement, Goten watched as his ministrations turned Vegeta into a needy mass of desperation, then turned him on his side, wrapping one leg over his shoulder as he slowly entered him. Vegeta tried to make him go faster and harder, but could not do much from such a position but take every teasing stroke and slow thrust until he could only feel it and groan helplessly between shuddering gasps. That was what he really liked, Goten could see, the suspenseful wait that only made the intense thrills he craved last longer. When Vegeta was trembling hard, his nails digging into Goten’s hip while his other hand clawed at the grass, Goten flipped him over facedown without missing a beat and took him as he so craved with deep, hard, pounding thrusts. Relieved to no longer be forced to silence, they both sobbed ecstatically as Goten’s impressive heat slammed repeatedly into his tight, contracting sheath as they’d both been dying for. There was nothing like a fantasy come true, they realized. Had they felt so alive? Vegeta had done all that just for him, Goten knew, and would be sure to thank him in the way he knew best, which was only beginning. So far Goten had only lightly stroked his aching cock with an unbearably teasing touch, and now pumped it hard in time to his pounding thrusts. Their exclamations turned to nearly silent sobs as they both came twice in a row, still far from finished after so much sexual tension for too long. When they recovered from their throes of pleasure, Goten offered himself to Vegeta. “I’ve been bad, haven’t I?” he voiced seductively, “I’ll take any punishment you want.” He handed Vegeta his folded leather belt as well as his own. He smiled, shaking his head. Goten was about as subtle as a sledge hammer, but he gladly combled his desires. “A real punishment would be depriving you of sex,” Vegeta observed dryly with an amused smile, “But where that goes, we’ve suffered enough.” “Because you can’t resist me?” Goten asked hopefully, as the reverse was certainly true. Vegeta pulled him close for a kiss. “Because you’re the incarnation of an offer I can’t refuse.” *** The End