Pure Evil 3: Return of Pure Evil | By : sefiru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4987 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Pure Evil 3: Return of Pure Evil
By Sefiru
Summary: Kakarott and Vegeta travel to New Namek to wish on
the Dragonballs. But someone else is after the Dragonballs too. This chapter:
Lemon. Vegeta thanks Kakarott for saving his life.
pairings: Kakarott x Vegeta
warnings: NC-17, yaoi, BDSM, violence, language, oral, anal … and of course,
pure evil.
disclaimer: I own nothing, all belongs to Kakarott. Long live the King!
The adrenaline
rush after a sparring match is nothing compared to a real life or death fight.
I’m panting, bruised and splattered with the blood of my enemies, and all I
want to do is jump on Kakarott and give him his thank you right now. He
feels the same – he seizes me and crushes our lips together, devouring my mouth
with such ferocity that he seems about to eat me alive. In moments I’m rock
hard and gasping; he looks down at me with glittering eyes.
“Not here,” he
says, and ITs us back to the hollow tree where we found one of the Dragonballs.
There’s a convenient patch of grass there, and he sweeps his foot through it,
searching intently.
“What are you
looking for? Landmines?”
“Thistles.” He
has a point. While he checks, I discard my clothes and get a tube of lube out
of a capsule; once he’s satisfied the grass has no nasty surprises, he turns to
me. “You said you wanted to thank me for something. Show me what you’ve got.”
I jab a cocky
finger at his chest. “I’ve got everything you want, Kakarott.”
“Show me.”
I smirk, and
drop my hand down to his sash. I tug it open, unwrap it, let it fall to the
ground. I push the top of his gi off his shoulders, then slide my hands under
his blue shirt and lift it off him very slowly, caressing his nipples
along the way. I toss the shirt aside and lean in to take a long lick of his
chest, then drop to the ground. I lift each foot, slide the boot off and
briefly suck on his ankle before setting it down. Finally I reach up, still
kneeling, and undo his pants. I thread his tail out first, and then pull the
pants off his hips. My objective is revealed. The problem with being so short,
though, is that I can’t properly suck
him off in this position. I lick the inside of his thigh. “Take a seat,
Kakarott, the show will be starting in a moment.”
He chuckles and
lounges at the base of the tree, with me kneeling between his thighs. His shaft
stands up thick and golden before me but I don’t touch it right away; instead I
start on his tail. I run my hands lightly along its length, base to tip, then
back while ruffling the fur gently. Out to the tip again, squeezing, the grip
that makes children go limp but has a different effect on adults. I see him
clench his fists on the grass. I raise his tail tip to my mouth and nibble on
it; his hips jerk. Excellent. I nibble and suck my way up his tail’s length,
tasting every inch. I loop the end around my neck until I am wearing a furry
collar several strands long.
Eventually I
reach his buttocks and lick up his cleft to his entrance. Here I stop to lavish
my attention on it; the way into him, where only I, and only rarely, am
privileged to go. I can’t help but make a groan of delight as I taste him. His
shaft is like bread and water to me, but this is an exotic delicacy, curled and
folded around itself like the bud of some steely flower. He purrs loudly as I
lap at him, but I am not finished yet.
I leave his
entrance and suck on the skin just above it. Then I lick his sac and take it into
my mouth. Roll my tongue around it, massage each of his balls in turn. His tail
tenses around me; I release his sac and move on to the grand finale. I trail my
tongue up the underside of his shaft, and when I reach the tip I glance up at
him for a single smoldering moment before I swallow his whole length. I close
my eyes in pleasure as he fills me. For a long minute I do nothing but stroke
him with the muscles of my throat, lips and tongue. I can’t suppress my muffled
whimpers and moans as I devour him, and I can hear his purr grow louder and
deeper.
And there is
something I can do to bring him even more pleasure. I grope behind me with my
tail, find the tube of lube and bring it to my hand. Without looking I twist
off the cap and coat my fingers. Then I press against his entrance. He makes no
move to stop me, so I slide my fingers into him. He squeezes around me, tight
and hot; I touch his sweet spot and feel the shudder run all through his body,
around my neck and down my throat. He is inside me and I’m inside him; it’s one
of the best moments of my life. His purr builds into and earthshaking rumble as
I suck and stroke him. It rises, wavers oddly, and suddenly explodes into his
shattering roar. His tail tenses on my throat and I feel his seed rush into me.
I lick him clean, then slide my fingers out of him. That …was perfect.
He takes a few
deep breaths and looks down at me. “You didn’t come, Vegeta.”
“Hn?” I look
down; indeed, I’m still hard and leaking. I’ve been so lost in serving him that
I didn’t even notice.
“I want to see
you come.” He nearly gets his wish just by speaking it, with that tone of
voice. I close my eyes and take a long, deep breath, then give him my best
smirk.
“As you wish.
Think you can go another round?”
He snorts. “I’ve got more left than you.”
“Good.” I stroke
him back to hardness with both hands, which admittedly doesn’t take very long.
I slick his shaft with lube and straddle him. As I sink down onto him, I realize
that I must do something to slow myself down; I am already so close to the
edge. Even now my throat is trembling with the first notes of what will become
a nonstop howl before I’m through … ah. Of course. And Kakarott should like it
as well. I lift my hand gather my ki, and slowly scrape burning fingers across
my chest.
When Kakarott
did this he didn’t leave marks, but I do so just for the added effect. Four red
welts appear on my skin. Kakarott’s eyes grow wide; here I am, impaled on his
cock, hurting myself for his delectation. As I writhe under my own
fingers I move slightly up and down on him. My skin becomes covered in scarlet
marks, and I don’t bother to suppress the sounds of pain and passion coming
from me. My face is transfigured with the beauty of my pain, and what’s more,
I’m staring right at him the whole time. Of course I am – the look on his face
is priceless. I am certainly going to do this again.
I drop my hand
lower, to my shaft, still as hard and aching as when I started. And I don’t
turn down my ki. Kami, how it burns! My eyes lose focus and my voice rises to a
wail – maybe his name, I’m not sure. I can no longer make out his expression,
but his actions leave no doubt as to his thoughts: in the next moment he flips
us over and pins me to the ground, pounding into me wildly. Without the pain
balancing it, my passion overwhelms me and in seconds my climax rips over me
like a typhoon. Twitching, straining, aware of nothing but his shaft inside me
… and then his roar as his seed pours into me. Claimed both ways – all ways. He
collapses on top of me.
When I can think
coherently again, I reach up and scratch his ears. “Shall I take that as you’re
welcome?”
“More like holy
shit. You’re unbelievable, Vegeta.” He gives me a soft kiss. I smirk; it
takes a lot to make Kakarott lose control like that. I’m the only one who can
do it.
“All yours,
Kakarott. All yours.”
***
Kakarott: so you grant wishes too now?
Vegeta: only if they involve sex.
Sefiru: Wai! I wish I –
Kakarott & Vegeta: No.
Next chapter: The dragon is summoned, wishes are made,
someone is brought back to life, and the evil mastermind is revealed. And it
will be written entirely in the passive voice! (not.)
If you would like to get your choice of kink written into a
Pure Evil Omake, take a guess on the identity of the villain! Yes, it has
something to do with Frieza. You have until the next update to make your
guesses. ^^
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