Of Sex and Saiyans: Part Two
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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10
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Chapter Six
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Either everyone hated the last chapter (which makes me sad cause I liked it…) Or the glitch deleted reviews…so if your review didn’t make it could I please have your feedback concerning it…I’ve taken so long to write cause of lack of motivation…but got an awesome review on another story and busted out another two chapters in a night! O.O Go ME! Lol
Makuba: Yeah…they’re so right together…I just couldn’t keep them apart any longer…it was making ME sad!
Anomlov: Thanks for your awesome review! Glad I made you happy…I have days like that too! Oh and you’ll get your preggy ‘Geta in this chapter! *snicker*
I’m posting this as a christmas present to you all! MERRY CHRISTMAS!! Happy Holidays!
Chapter Six
“VEGETA!!”
Goku’s outraged voice echoed through the small house. Vegeta knew by the tone that, if he’d had a last name, it would have accompanied the first. He froze, spoon clutched in his hand, by the kitchen counter, where he had been ravenously devouring a industrial size tub of cookies and cream ice-cream.
Namely, Goku’s, cookies and cream ice-cream.
He desperately cut his eyes sideways. The window? The door? The cupboard under the sink? The prince shook his head. No escape…and nowhere to hide the ice-cream either…
Vegeta turned slowly with a guilty look on his face to stare at his mate’s feet contritely. His gaze slowly traveled up the other saiyan in the doorway until it reached Goku’s fuming face.
“That’s mine, Vegeta! We’ve had this discussion!” Goku frowned angrily. “It would be fine if you didn’t have any of your own but that’s the third tub of mine that I’ve caught you eating this week!! And that’s not even counting the ones I’m sure you’ve eaten in the middle of the night! I mean, it’s not like Trunks and Goten come over here while we’re sleeping and steal it, is it?” Goku arched an eyebrow, exasperated with the saiyan prince’s increasingly eractic behaviour.
Vegeta’s face went blank. His eyebrow gave the tiniest of twitches and he suddenly erupted into a terrific rage.
“Well I TOLD you to buy me more, Baka! I’ve finished all mine!! Why do you never listen to me?! You’re always ignoring me! Disappearing for hours on end!” He gestured with the spoon in his hand angrily, ice-cream flicking from the end, landing on the wallpaper. “Why don’t you take me with you anymore?! Where do you go?! Surely it can’t take you THAT long to do the shopping!! You’re always leaving when I need you!! You never get me everything I wanted!! I give you a list! Are you THAT stupid?!”
Goku blinked slowly and stood through the onslaught, sadly used to this since Vegeta had announced his pregnancy. Now he knew what Vegeta had meant when he said pregnant saiyans were the best fighters. So aggressive…so emotional…
He took a deep breath through his nose.
“Vegeta…” He began calmly.
“SHUT UP!!” More ice cream flicked, this time on the floor. “You’re always talking all the time!! I never get to say anything! Why are you more important than me?! It’s because you’re more powerful, isn’t it?! Well go on then! Rub it in my face, you great big idiot! Mr ‘save-the-world-in-my-lunch-break’!!” Vegeta snarled, pausing to jam the spoon angrily back in the ice-cream container, before stuffing it in his mouth again. He swallowed noisly and paused for breath before launching into another tirade.
“And what about my hair, huh?! You used to touch it all the time and now you never do?! And…and…why didn’t you buy more pistachios when you went shopping last time?! Huh?! You want me to starve, is that it? Maybe you just want the baby and not me! That’s it, isn’t it?! That’s it!! You don’t want me anymore!! You’re going to leave me aren’t you?! I’m not good enough for you, huh? Answer me! Speak! Speak, you FUCK!!” He waved the spoon at the larger saiyan threateningly and carried on, not giving Goku time to come to his own defence.
The earth raised saiyan leaned his head back slightly to avoid the utensil being thrust towards his face, slightly confused by this sudden shift in topic. He just stood there with a hurt and understanding expression on his face, waiting for Vegeta to realize what he was doing.
Finally Vegeta stopped, panting for breath, his throat sore from yelling. He settled for glaring at Goku, as the younger saiyan opened his mouth to speak.
“Vegeta…I was just saying that it was my ice-cream. If you want cookies and cream as WELL as your goody goody gum drops, you could have just asked. I would have bought you some too...”
Vegeta paused then seemed to deflate suddenly, anger leaving his face. He looked away, hands falling to his sides as the spoon clutched in his fingers dripped melted ice-cream on the floor.
“…’m s’rry, Kakkarott…” He murmured, his eyes beginning to water.
Goku felt immediately guilty as a large tear fell from his face and plopped onto the floor. He came forward and took Vegeta in his arms, taking the spoon from his hand and laying it on the bench. He sighed deeply, burying his nose in Vegeta’s hair, as his prince leaned into his embrace, the firm rounded stomach rubbing against him.
Vegeta’s mercurial shifts in mood were driving him insane. One minute they could be happily cuddled up on the couch then a tiny thing would set him off into an all consuming rage. Things would be thrown and poisonious words aimed in the large saiyan’s direction then, a few moments after that, Vegeta would be weeping uncontrollably and begging Goku to cuddle with him again.
It was the begging that sometimes disturbed the younger saiyan the most. The sight of his proud prince on his knees, clinging to his leg, hands fisted in his orange gi, with tears rolling down his face did very strange things to Goku.
On one hand, he was incredibly upset to see it, but on some primal level he felt pleased inside, that his mate desperately needed and wanted him. To love him, to protect him, to comfort him in the middle of the night when Vegeta sometimes woke screaming about their cub dying. The larger saiyan felt some sense of being needed, more than the usual ‘Oh, by the way, we need to you save the world again, Goku’. Vegeta needed him for the little things. The important things. Like to love and to cuddle up against when the nights got cold. Like bringing him breakfast in bed when he felt to listless and heavy to make it to the kitchen. Those kind of things.
He moved his hand down Vegeta’s back, gently rubbing in small circles, soothing his prince. Vegeta sniffled against his chest and raised his head to catch Goku’s gaze again.
“I’m sorry Kakkarott…I just…get so…” Vegeta sighed heavily and rested his forehead against Goku’s shoulder. “I just can’t help it sometimes….”
“It’s ok, Vegeta. I understand…” Goku murmured, placing a tender kiss against Vegeta’s temple. The saiyan prince sighed again before turning his head upwards to catch Goku’s mouth, gently pressing his lips to his mates.
Goku tightened his hold on Vegeta, sliding his large hands down to cradle Vegeta’s backside and pull him against his hips. He explored the inside of Vegeta’s mouth, tasting ice-cream and Vegeta’s unique flavor, like a strange exotic spice. The kiss turned more fierce as Vegeta threaded his hands up into Goku’s hair, angling his head to get better access to his mouth. The broke apart, breath coming faster as their lust for each other awakened in their obsidian eyes.
“Mmm…” Vegeta rubbed his lips together, savoring Goku’s taste, flicking his tongue out to wet them again. He saw Goku’s lips twitch, as the larger saiyan leaned towards him. Vegeta smirked and raised an eyebrow, a smug, expectant expression on his face, as a cloying scent hit the air, making Goku’s heart thud in his chest.
“Shall we…Kakkarot??”
***********
Goku: Hey! Why’d ya stop there?! I was gonna get me some Vegeta!! *pouts*
Vegeta: *shakes head* You KNOW she’s not that mean! Didn’t you read the next chapter? *points*
Goku: *reads as smirk slowly spreads across his face* OOHHH YEEAAAAHHH…*winks at readers* You better review…It’s GOOOD! *smirks at Vegeta* *points to chapter* I especially like THAT part…
Vegeta: *Glances at chapter and rolls eyes* You like every part, Baka…
Goku: *scratches head* Oh yeah…
BWAHAHAHA!! I am EVIL!! Lol…Sorry to leave you there folks…chapter was too long…(again! I’ve gotta stop writing so much or something! lol)
If you're keen to give me a christmas present LEAVE A REVIEW!! It's makes me so happy!
Please review…I KNOW you all want the next chapter dontcha? Huh? HUH?! *nudge nudge, wink wink* I am hentai…hear me moan…lmao
Either everyone hated the last chapter (which makes me sad cause I liked it…) Or the glitch deleted reviews…so if your review didn’t make it could I please have your feedback concerning it…I’ve taken so long to write cause of lack of motivation…but got an awesome review on another story and busted out another two chapters in a night! O.O Go ME! Lol
Makuba: Yeah…they’re so right together…I just couldn’t keep them apart any longer…it was making ME sad!
Anomlov: Thanks for your awesome review! Glad I made you happy…I have days like that too! Oh and you’ll get your preggy ‘Geta in this chapter! *snicker*
I’m posting this as a christmas present to you all! MERRY CHRISTMAS!! Happy Holidays!
Chapter Six
“VEGETA!!”
Goku’s outraged voice echoed through the small house. Vegeta knew by the tone that, if he’d had a last name, it would have accompanied the first. He froze, spoon clutched in his hand, by the kitchen counter, where he had been ravenously devouring a industrial size tub of cookies and cream ice-cream.
Namely, Goku’s, cookies and cream ice-cream.
He desperately cut his eyes sideways. The window? The door? The cupboard under the sink? The prince shook his head. No escape…and nowhere to hide the ice-cream either…
Vegeta turned slowly with a guilty look on his face to stare at his mate’s feet contritely. His gaze slowly traveled up the other saiyan in the doorway until it reached Goku’s fuming face.
“That’s mine, Vegeta! We’ve had this discussion!” Goku frowned angrily. “It would be fine if you didn’t have any of your own but that’s the third tub of mine that I’ve caught you eating this week!! And that’s not even counting the ones I’m sure you’ve eaten in the middle of the night! I mean, it’s not like Trunks and Goten come over here while we’re sleeping and steal it, is it?” Goku arched an eyebrow, exasperated with the saiyan prince’s increasingly eractic behaviour.
Vegeta’s face went blank. His eyebrow gave the tiniest of twitches and he suddenly erupted into a terrific rage.
“Well I TOLD you to buy me more, Baka! I’ve finished all mine!! Why do you never listen to me?! You’re always ignoring me! Disappearing for hours on end!” He gestured with the spoon in his hand angrily, ice-cream flicking from the end, landing on the wallpaper. “Why don’t you take me with you anymore?! Where do you go?! Surely it can’t take you THAT long to do the shopping!! You’re always leaving when I need you!! You never get me everything I wanted!! I give you a list! Are you THAT stupid?!”
Goku blinked slowly and stood through the onslaught, sadly used to this since Vegeta had announced his pregnancy. Now he knew what Vegeta had meant when he said pregnant saiyans were the best fighters. So aggressive…so emotional…
He took a deep breath through his nose.
“Vegeta…” He began calmly.
“SHUT UP!!” More ice cream flicked, this time on the floor. “You’re always talking all the time!! I never get to say anything! Why are you more important than me?! It’s because you’re more powerful, isn’t it?! Well go on then! Rub it in my face, you great big idiot! Mr ‘save-the-world-in-my-lunch-break’!!” Vegeta snarled, pausing to jam the spoon angrily back in the ice-cream container, before stuffing it in his mouth again. He swallowed noisly and paused for breath before launching into another tirade.
“And what about my hair, huh?! You used to touch it all the time and now you never do?! And…and…why didn’t you buy more pistachios when you went shopping last time?! Huh?! You want me to starve, is that it? Maybe you just want the baby and not me! That’s it, isn’t it?! That’s it!! You don’t want me anymore!! You’re going to leave me aren’t you?! I’m not good enough for you, huh? Answer me! Speak! Speak, you FUCK!!” He waved the spoon at the larger saiyan threateningly and carried on, not giving Goku time to come to his own defence.
The earth raised saiyan leaned his head back slightly to avoid the utensil being thrust towards his face, slightly confused by this sudden shift in topic. He just stood there with a hurt and understanding expression on his face, waiting for Vegeta to realize what he was doing.
Finally Vegeta stopped, panting for breath, his throat sore from yelling. He settled for glaring at Goku, as the younger saiyan opened his mouth to speak.
“Vegeta…I was just saying that it was my ice-cream. If you want cookies and cream as WELL as your goody goody gum drops, you could have just asked. I would have bought you some too...”
Vegeta paused then seemed to deflate suddenly, anger leaving his face. He looked away, hands falling to his sides as the spoon clutched in his fingers dripped melted ice-cream on the floor.
“…’m s’rry, Kakkarott…” He murmured, his eyes beginning to water.
Goku felt immediately guilty as a large tear fell from his face and plopped onto the floor. He came forward and took Vegeta in his arms, taking the spoon from his hand and laying it on the bench. He sighed deeply, burying his nose in Vegeta’s hair, as his prince leaned into his embrace, the firm rounded stomach rubbing against him.
Vegeta’s mercurial shifts in mood were driving him insane. One minute they could be happily cuddled up on the couch then a tiny thing would set him off into an all consuming rage. Things would be thrown and poisonious words aimed in the large saiyan’s direction then, a few moments after that, Vegeta would be weeping uncontrollably and begging Goku to cuddle with him again.
It was the begging that sometimes disturbed the younger saiyan the most. The sight of his proud prince on his knees, clinging to his leg, hands fisted in his orange gi, with tears rolling down his face did very strange things to Goku.
On one hand, he was incredibly upset to see it, but on some primal level he felt pleased inside, that his mate desperately needed and wanted him. To love him, to protect him, to comfort him in the middle of the night when Vegeta sometimes woke screaming about their cub dying. The larger saiyan felt some sense of being needed, more than the usual ‘Oh, by the way, we need to you save the world again, Goku’. Vegeta needed him for the little things. The important things. Like to love and to cuddle up against when the nights got cold. Like bringing him breakfast in bed when he felt to listless and heavy to make it to the kitchen. Those kind of things.
He moved his hand down Vegeta’s back, gently rubbing in small circles, soothing his prince. Vegeta sniffled against his chest and raised his head to catch Goku’s gaze again.
“I’m sorry Kakkarott…I just…get so…” Vegeta sighed heavily and rested his forehead against Goku’s shoulder. “I just can’t help it sometimes….”
“It’s ok, Vegeta. I understand…” Goku murmured, placing a tender kiss against Vegeta’s temple. The saiyan prince sighed again before turning his head upwards to catch Goku’s mouth, gently pressing his lips to his mates.
Goku tightened his hold on Vegeta, sliding his large hands down to cradle Vegeta’s backside and pull him against his hips. He explored the inside of Vegeta’s mouth, tasting ice-cream and Vegeta’s unique flavor, like a strange exotic spice. The kiss turned more fierce as Vegeta threaded his hands up into Goku’s hair, angling his head to get better access to his mouth. The broke apart, breath coming faster as their lust for each other awakened in their obsidian eyes.
“Mmm…” Vegeta rubbed his lips together, savoring Goku’s taste, flicking his tongue out to wet them again. He saw Goku’s lips twitch, as the larger saiyan leaned towards him. Vegeta smirked and raised an eyebrow, a smug, expectant expression on his face, as a cloying scent hit the air, making Goku’s heart thud in his chest.
“Shall we…Kakkarot??”
***********
Goku: Hey! Why’d ya stop there?! I was gonna get me some Vegeta!! *pouts*
Vegeta: *shakes head* You KNOW she’s not that mean! Didn’t you read the next chapter? *points*
Goku: *reads as smirk slowly spreads across his face* OOHHH YEEAAAAHHH…*winks at readers* You better review…It’s GOOOD! *smirks at Vegeta* *points to chapter* I especially like THAT part…
Vegeta: *Glances at chapter and rolls eyes* You like every part, Baka…
Goku: *scratches head* Oh yeah…
BWAHAHAHA!! I am EVIL!! Lol…Sorry to leave you there folks…chapter was too long…(again! I’ve gotta stop writing so much or something! lol)
If you're keen to give me a christmas present LEAVE A REVIEW!! It's makes me so happy!
Please review…I KNOW you all want the next chapter dontcha? Huh? HUH?! *nudge nudge, wink wink* I am hentai…hear me moan…lmao