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A Prince Among Slaves	By : sefiru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10286 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A Prince Among
Slaves

A DBZ Fanfiction

By Sefiru

Pairings: Goku/Vegeta/Raditz/Bardock

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: M/M, BDSM, slavery,
incest, mpreg. This fic
contains consensual adult incest. You have been warned.

luvenes: *gives straw* slurp up. It�s the little
details that make a story fun ^^

dragon: glad you liked it.

ranetheinsane: well, I hope
I can deliver.

Zofo: I don�t think Vegeta really cares that he�s
royalty. (yes, Goku took a
few turns)

animeslave18: *makes faces* :$ :& :B I try to shake things up �

No April Fool�s
special this year � I had no good ideas. It�s been kind of a perfect storm:
writer�s block, turkey coma, power outage � >.<

In this chapter: Goku goes into heat.

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Chapter the Sixth

***

�� There was a shift in the atmosphere
around the house recently. Vegeta barely noticed; Goku
and Raditz had invented a new game, finding the most
flavorful treats they could think of and feeding them to him to watch his
ecstatic expressions. According to Raditz, they had a
running bet that they could find a food that would make him come. If there was
anything that tasted better than dark chocolate cherry cheesecake, it just
might happen. Occasionally Vegeta wondered what his life would be like if he
had been raised as the King�s son � but most of the time he was too busy
serving his family and improving his skills.

�� Goku had signed
him up for a slave-dancing class once a week. Vegeta was always eager to add
something new to his repertoire, and the dancing was similar enough to the
fighting forms he knew that he was picking it up quickly. He didn�t know quite
what to make of being in a whole room full of slaves, though. He wasn�t alone
in that; there were a few other trainer-raised slaves in the group, and they
were just as socially inept. The Third Class slaves had no such trouble. One of
them � barely twelve years old, the youngest in the class � took a liking to
Vegeta and spent every rest break curled against his side. Vegeta had no idea
how to react, but he admitted it was pleasant in an entirely different way than
sex. He hoped the kid got placed with a good family.

�� Vegeta knew something was up when Goku called the dance trainer to cancel the weekly lesson.
Then he called his work and told (not asked) them that he was taking a week
off. Vegeta noticed that Goku�s scent had shifted
slightly, but he didn�t make the connection until he was roughly wakened,
before the sun rose, by a hand hauling him out of his blankets.

�� Goku dragged
Vegeta into his room and threw him on the bed, kicking the door shut behind
him. His eyes were gleaming pools in the darkness; he growled softly, and the
hairs stood up on Vegeta�s tail. And his scent � his scent was heavy and sweet,
it made Vegeta�s heart pound and his cock harden.

�� You�re in heat,� he whispered.

�� Yesss.�
Goku crouched over him. �And you will satisfy me.� He
pressed Vegeta into the mattress and licked him between the shoulder blades.
Vegeta hissed.

�� I�m still fertile, you know.�

�� I know.� A sharp nip to
the back of his neck. �You will sire my child, Vegeta.�

�� A sharp heat coursed through him � one
that had nothing to do with the muscled body pinning him down. Goku in heat was not the easy-going, slightly absentminded
worker he knew; today, he was all warrior, and he knew exactly what (and who)
he wanted. Vegeta groaned. This was his bonded master, the one he was fated to
desire above all others. Self-control faded under instinct and craving; he
stretched and arched his back. �Yes, master ��

�� Smack! Vegeta yelped, curling his tail
over his stinging rear. �I�ve told you not to call me that,� Goku growled. �Say my name.�

�� It didn�t seem right to call him Goku, not when he was like this. But he had another name �
his true name. �Kakarott ��

Goku purred. �And what will you do for me, Vegeta?�

�Anything!� Vegeta ground his hips back against Goku�s. Instinct told him to move, to take action, but Goku held him down. He burned. Goku
chuckled, rich ad dark. He rolled to the side and lay beside Vegeta on the bed.
�Good. Come here, touch me. Mouth only.�

Vegeta moaned.
He wanted more � wanted to wear his master like a blanket, but he didn�t even
think of disobeying. Not when Goku was like this. And
then his lips touched Goku�s skin, and it was enough.
He tasted the unique, heady flavor, and it was the only thing in his world. He
forgot whatever was going to come after, only vaguely remembered what came
before.

��Hands,� Goku
commanded, and Vegeta thanked him for the honor. He purred at the feeling of
warm skin under his fingers, firm flesh stretching and flexing. �Now,� Goku purred at last. �Give me your seed.� His tail whipped
around Vegeta�s waist and dragged him into position.

�Vegeta was thinking only of his master�s
orders when he sank into Goku�s body, so the flare of
pleasure surprised him. His gasp was drowned out by Goku�s
satisfied purr. He was engulfed, he was surrounded, and he wouldn�t have it any
other way. His hips moved without the command of his mind. His pleasure
spiraled higher and higher; Goku�s muscles milked the
seed out of him, and he exploded with an almighty roar.

Vegeta fell
onto Goku�s back, panting. He started to withdraw,
but Goku�s tail held him in place. �Stay.�

��Yes, Kakarott.� He
tucked his hands under his chin and got comfortable. �Did we wake up Raditz and Bardock?�

��If we did, you�ll get a special treat.� Goku�s tail tip brushed between Vegeta�s buttocks to show
what he meant. Vegeta shuddered. Goku continued,
�I�ve figured out why you�re so sensitive down there.�

�Hn?�

�Have you seen
those soldiers walking around with cloth tied over their eyes?�

�The snipers?�

�Yeah. They cover their eyes to force them to adapt and grow
sharper. It�s the same with you; your trainers used numbing cream on you so
much that your nerve endings have multiplied to compensate.�

�Hnn. I can thank them for that,
at least. Are you planning to keep me in here for your whole heat.�

�Yes. And
you�ll do whatever I tell you to do, won�t you.�

Vegeta purred. �Yes, sir.�

***

Not quite Super Saiyan, but it�ll do �

Next chapter: The King finds out
that someone�s named a slave after him. Hilarity ensues.
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