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A Prince Among Men	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5216 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-A Prince Among Men
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-Echoes
- 6
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A Prince Among Men

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WARNINGS
AND SALUTATIONS:

a.
No, DBZ isn�t mine. DBGT sure
the hell ain�t mine.

b.12.'>Ye'>Yes, this is technically an AU.
But all fanfiction is AU otherwise we would all be sitting around
reading different folks versions of the DBZ scripts.

c.
I firmly believe that all Saiyans are potty-mouthed, overly horny,
overly muscular men that get in fights, have tons of sex and eat all the time,
while cursing. I also believe that
Homosexuality is not bad, and write about it to satisfy my own sick little
mind. Thus: SEX. SAIYANS. SLASH.

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Bitch,
he thought, but fondly thought it.
Because all Saiyan women were bitches.
It was the way of the world; built-in population control. Because they didn�t smile nice and spread
their pretty thighs for you, no, you had to hunt for them, and fight them. Pin them to the ground and feel their body like
a live wire twisting and burning under yours.
She had scarred him�a long time ago before Radditz, when he had first
fought and won her. She had come to him
for Kakarot, appeared on his doorstep�so to speak because Saiyans didn�t have rstersteps, they had tents�and she had been demure at first, coy and
sneaky. Seduced him without him even
really realizing it, and then, when she had gotten what she wanted, she had
fought him.

This
time, he got her. Held her wrists with
one hand, held them over her head and watched her twist around as he slid
between her legs. Knew she was still
dangerous. Very dangerous. And if he didn�t watch his every move he
could end up on the receiving end of her infamous wrath. Not that he hadn�t before. But he didn�t like it. So he moved between her thighs easily,
stripped her down to her skin and kissed her until she wasn�t fighting. Until she opened up for him, and he looked
at her, tod hed her lips with his finger, she dug her teeth into his hand.

Bitch.

But
she was beautiful, and if he had his way, she would have been his. But she refused the bite, refused to allow
him to bite her, and he had to give on that one thing. Pushed into her
and took satisfaction in knowing that no other man had ever done that. He was her only. Because even without the bite, Saiyan women mated for life. Devoted themselves to the father of their
first born child�or at least, Saiyans in their purest form did. He had plenty of mothers in his division
that had shipped their children off to live with relatives; sisters or brothers
or cousins that worked with Red�s division of 3^rd class. The kids went there and they were kept safe
because Red ran a camp the way that no-one else did. Troublemakers were sent to Bardo div division. Those that pissed off royalty, those that
should have been killed for crimes, those that were so disgusting Saiyan
culture�quite a laugh�couldn�t stand to call them their own anymore.

She
panted for him. Softly. Little exhales of breath against his
bleeding hand. The very tip of her pink
tongue kept lapping the drops of blood off her lips and he moved deeper in
her. This was hardly the
beginning. Mating between the two of
them was known to take months. But
Radditz could handle the camp. He had
done it before, and ideally, he would be the one to take over in Bardock�s
stead.

�The
Prince, huh?� she asked. Closed her
eyes, licked her lips again. Apparently
thought this was the appropriate time for conversation. As if they weren�t doing anything
important� Then again, when you spend
every hour of your day for weeks doing nothing but fucking you learn to talk
through it.

�The
snot himself.�

�Gotta
take him back to the capitol.�

�Plan
on it.�

�Good.�

Bitch. She grinned at him as she quivered around
him, and he had to stop and close his eyes just to keep from going over the edge. She was good, he loved her, loved everything
about her, but he was Bardock, and he was not about to let her defeat him that
easily.

~~~***

He
had gone to sleep with the high hopes that Vegeta would wake him up the next
morning and in a foggy, sleepy moment of confusion he would be able to bed the
Prince before anything or anyone could interrupt him. This thought�very, very nice thought�seemed to have transmitted
itself right along the line to his brother and he was aware that there was
someone under him that following moment only because he could feel the knees
and heels digging into him.

Blinked
away the sleep-fog and found that he had a completely disrobed Prince under
him, furious and aroused�and perhaps furious because he was aroused�and he reached
for the stupid bowl of salve. Heard the
sharp intake of breath as he leaned across Vegeta, pressed their chests
together, rattled those hoops. (He
personally thought they were dead sexy and wanted to wrap his mouth around
them, but had the sneaking suspicion that Vegeta would spare no time in killing
him should he try.) He coated his
fingen thn the thick and slippery salve and moved them down to where he was
going to push his way into the obstinate prince. Felt how tight he was, and (well duh, he was the Prince, and the
royal family doesn�t exactly go around asking to be fucked now do they?) he
must have been a virgin.

Not
anymore. Because the fingers were just
a temporary precursor. He pushed into
the heat�velvety, smooth and almost pillowy around him although it was tight,
especially just at the opening. Vegeta
was hardly breathing, staring up at him like he had no fucking clue what was
happening to him. (Didn�t look pissed
though, this was a good thing.) He
spared a few considerate seconds for the Prince to get his royal rear used to
the strange new invasion, then (that consideration exhausted him) he
moved. Didn�t even do the slow thrusts
that he might have for a woman (because they were smaller than him and women
and even if they did endeavor to prove that they were just as strong, they
weren�t and this was a fact of life) but pounded down into him. Watched the look of incredulous disbelief
get deeper and deeper on Vegeta�s face.
Felt fingers digging into his shoulders. Wondered if he had shocked the Prince into dumbness or if he had
really never considered the startling fact that he might prefer men to women.

His
erection seemed to like it enough. He
could feel it sliding against his stomach, leaving hot, wet streaks in its wake
and that was a good sign. (And almost
as if it were his birthday) there was a better sign, Vegeta wrapped his legs
around Kakarot�s chest and pulled the two of them together harder when he
thrust in and pulled them together faster.
Grunted against him. (Looked
even more amazed that these sounds were coming out of him.) He grinned into the warm skin and sucked on
it, on the salty flavor and thought with a little smirk that this is what
royalty tasted like.

�Fucking
impossible,� Vegeta snapped. And then he
released, yelled out in a wordless exclamation as he rode out the rest of the
thrusts. Curled his hands into his own
hair. Utterly beautiful.

~~~***

In
the end, she said yes. She wanted a
child. She didn�t care who he was or what
the child would be, she wanted one. And
maybe she only wanted a child because she couldn�t have one. She didn�t know. But the desire was there, burning white hot like a constant
overhanging thing that she hated. And
this imp offered her a child. All he
wanted in return was to be able to trust her.
Hardly an imposition. So he took
her to the woods. Pulled a syringe out
of his pocket and took a sample of her blood.
Dropped it onto some being machine.
Then looked at her again.
�Alright. Give that two minutes
and you�ll be plenty fertile again. In
the meantime.� He reached up to his
ear, to where a single silver hoop hung and he took it off, made sure she was
looking at him. �Watch. Please don�t scream.�yes"> Just had to wait for the plot to catch up.

Getarian:

Yeah;
I love Goten. And Geta. Think of all the humor we wouldn�t have
without them. I love being back! (And I
was really hoping that you�d catch Never Before and read it. So yeah! You did.)

We�ll
just have to see where Red�s wrath takes us.
Lalalelala

Also; will not be updating tomorrow, as it is Sunday. But will update on Monday bright & early.
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