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Saiyan Instincts	By : Lorichelle87 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5366 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Saiyan Instincts
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 6
- 7
- 8
Finally, an update! So sorry guys - RL has a way of butting in. Don't think I was just going to leave this hanging. I have every intention of finishing this because I have other plot bunnies in my head ^^.

Six page lemon ahead, hope you all enjoy!

Saiyan Instincts

part VII

by E. B. Midnight

The night was hot. Or at least the prince was.

As he tossed and turned in the thin white sheets of his bed, even his complete nakedness did not keep his temperature from steadily rising. He had been restless that entire day, and went to bed restless. Without opening his eyes, Vegeta could tell it was the middle of the night and he could sense the moon was high and full.

Turning to settle on his back, he licked his dry lips and blinked his eyes open, squinting into the light.

Light?

The prince blinked hard and sure enough, he could see the moonlight covering the ceiling and spread throughout most of the room. And as he noticed this, he felt a slight cool breeze fill the room, creeping over his thin sheets and momentarily cooling the heat on his skin.

Breeze?

He quickly sat up on his elbows and the sight that awaited him elicited a sound that were a mixture of a gasp and a groan from his lips.

Next to the open window that allowed in the full moon's light and the cool night breeze, was Gohan.

Completely and utterly nude...

Dark, heady eyes boring into his with an almost possessed lust...

...And an obvious and fully solid arousal.

Vegeta's mouth hung agape and it was unknown if he breathed for several moments or not.

Despite the open window, the heat returned to the room, radiating from the two now highly aroused Saiyans in the tiny little bedroom and Vegeta's member came to harden almost painfully fast. There was a sensual stare down; a lustful spell being cast; the prince began to hear his heart pounding in his head.

Then, Gohan took one step forward and placed both hands on the end of the large bed, bringing one knee up and slowly began to crawl up the length of the prince's body, never once blinking, never once breaking his intense gaze on the prince.

Vegeta could see Gohan's short, shallow breaths by the rise and fall of his chest as the demi saiyan made his way up to the older man's face to look directly into his eyes.

The look made an anxious tingle shoot down Vegeta's spine, straight to his arousal.

For a brief moment, a small yet sweet smile tugged at the eldest Son's lips before they descended and softly claimed the prince's.

Through his nose, Vegeta breathed the younger man into his sense, his musky scent traveling through his sinuses and straight into his brain, making his head swim slightly and he struggled to keep his eyes open.

Gohan moved his soft lips against the other man's before easing them open. Ever so slowly, he slid his wet tongue into the hot mouth beneath his, all the while looking deep into his prince's eyes.

Vegeta moaned and his eyes slid to half mast but he dare not close them, dare not break that captivating eye contact with the man crouched above him, a man whom over the past few months had managed to completely claim his soul without him realizing it.

Until right now.

And he knew he was gone.

Their tongues danced sensually, teeth clinking, saliva mixing and spilling out the corner of their mouths. A series of powerful emotions passing over their eyes as they looked at each other, like a colorful kaleidoscope of feelings.

Vegeta longed to have that warm body against his but before he could lift his hips for a touch, Gohan pulled back and gave him a wet smile which Vegeta found he was incapable of not returning. And then Gohan leaned his head down and placed the tip of his tongue just under the prince's chin and slowly moved down, licking a slick trail down his Adam's apple, into the dip of his clavicle and straight down his sternum. The older Saiyan shivered as the tongue kept southward past his navel, over his pubic region...

He heard Gohan breathe a devilish little giggle as he drug the tip of his tongue down the entire length of his shaft, gently swipe through the slit and in one smooth motion, engulfed the prince's entire member all the way to the base.

Vegeta arched his back and cried out, nearly howling into the night, the action setting his body aflame from the waist down. He wound his fingers through Gohan's hair reflexively as the younger man worked his swollen cock with his hungry mouth, delicately devouring, tasting, sampling all of him.

The demi saiyan wrapped his lips again at the base and slurped hard, moving his mouth firmly upwards to suckle on the head, making the prince moan quite loudly. Gohan, with his mouth full and eyes gleaming in the moonlight, grinned around the organ and chuckled, perfectly amused by the sight of Vegeta so undone... and noisy. So much for royal etiquette.

Gently nibbling at the head, lapping at the slit, Gohan watched as his lover wriggled in the sheets, arms spread, gripping the pillowcases on either side of him. With one last drag of his tongue along the underside of Vegeta's cock, the demi released him with a smirk.

The prince opened his eyes and looked at the man now upright on his knees before him. Surprise gripped him as he struggled to catch his breath. Never once had he ever expected Gohan to be so initiative, but the man was confident and seemingly in complete focus and control. It turned Vegeta on as well as make him anxious.

Gohan's expression became firm and serious and Vegeta felt something jump in his stomach.

With the same desperate hunger in his eyes, his face looked calmer, determined, as the younger warrior leaned down for another kiss, this one gentle and this time he allowed his eyes to fall closed as he and his prince's lips embraced in simple, pleasant contact.

No sooner did Vegeta reach to cup Gohan's cheek did the man above him pull back to look into his eyes once again, his gaze much softer this time. And this time, Vegeta felt he was looking right into his soul and he swallowed hard, sudden and powerful emotions rising up inside of him.

As much time as he spent daydreaming of the younger man, he tried not to spend too much time on their... affair, of sorts, although the prince never saw it as an affair. He cared for Bulma, and his children, of course! But his passions had had nowhere to flourish here on Earth, here in the domesticated existence he had somehow fallen into and built upon. After Kakarot's departure (all of them!) where else was he to go? Especially alone. What was he to make of himself? And out of this uncertainty, he knew he could find structure, no matter how mundane, on this blue planet.

Gohan on the other hand, he had watched carefully over the years. The man truly loved his family and friends, no one could doubt that, but not too long after his father's departure with Shenron did he notice the man fall into the routine, fitting right into the role of father, husband, career man. At first it was genuine and the man knew the meaning of hard work, and no matter what the endeavor, Vegeta always respected the hard work Gohan would always contribute, even at the expense of his own time, his own energy. His own happiness.

And that's when Vegeta began to notice the demi saiyan's interest slipping away, to the point where he knew Gohan was just going through the motions every day. The warrior wasn't challenged anymore. Neither of them were.

Which is probably how this mutual attraction came to be between them. Their instincts had begun to take over. They challenged each other, physically, mentally and emotionally. They both felt the same longing for something more out of life, out of their lives.

They fit together like the puzzle pieces they were.

And he focused once again on Gohan's expression, which was currently loving and the younger man smiled at him and he smiled back, almost grinning but the prince's smile quickly faded as did Gohan's sweet stare and that sensual determination was back, visually gluing the prince to the mattress.

The eldest Son reached up with his right hand and placed two fingers to the prince's lips, touching and playing with the silky skin. Vegeta parted his lips and the digits slid into this mouth and he devoured them ravenously, identifying the demi's taste as both salty with a hint of spice and... vanilla?

Gohan's left hand found Vegeta's right nipple and began massaging, tweaking it to hardness, gently rolling it between the pads of his index and middle fingers as the prince sucked on the same two fingers of his right hand. The Son bite his lower lip and whimpered at the sight below him, the prince's eyes lidded as they concentrated, every once in a second glancing up at him through long, dark eyelashes and the younger man struggled to contain his reserve. Patience was a virtue after all.

Once he deemed his fingers were adequately moistened, he gently pulled them from that hot, royal mouth and altered his position to bring himself between Vegeta's knees. He locked eyes with the prince as his left hand came to rest on the older man's hip as his wet fingers moved towards the prince's opening.

Vegeta stared in almost shock, almost fear. This was unexpected and nothing he was especially used to. There had been extremely rare occasions and none of them too pleasant, but if anyone was to dominate him, or anyone decidedly worthy, it would be Gohan, so he forced himself to relax; it wouldn't do to be tense at the moment.

He gasped as he felt Gohan's fingers slowly slip inside of him, and slide gently all the way into him and still, so the prince could adjust and become comfortable to the initial invasion.

Open-mouthed, the demi saiyan moan unrestrictedly as he felt the hot cavern that was his prince's body and Vegeta noticed his cock bounce in neglect and anticipation. He scissored his digits as he pulled them out slowly and again as he pushed in once more, rotating his wrist to completely open Vegeta up to him. With his left hand, Gohan moved to very tenderly touch the other man's scrotum, causing the man under him to hiss and push himself down onto the fingers that penetrated him so intimately. The prince whined and reached for Gohan, and the demi warrior removed his fingers and leaned over his lover.

Vegeta spread his knees wide and pulled them towards his chest as he grabbed the paler man's shoulders and gazed into his eyes. Their dark orbs bore into one another as Gohan slid right into his lover, smoothly, right to the hilt.

Gohan gasped and Vegeta's eyes went wide and he fought to not go rigid and willed himself to relax, giving over to the amazingly exquisite feeling of the demi's thick cock buried inside of him, pulsing against his inner walls. After a moment, the prince gently tightened himself around Gohan and the younger man promptly growled and pulled back only to thrust into the other man deeply. He gripped Vegeta's hips firmly and stared down at him with his teeth gritted as he began to moved rigorously in and out of him, pulling his hips back against his every time.

Faster and faster, and deeper, the sound of skin slapping and rubbing resounded through the room. The two men were breathing heavily, gasping and moaning and Gohan moved roughly into his lover and Vegeta screamed in ecstasy as his younger warrior hit his prostate, and hit it again, over and over, making the prince grip the younger man's biceps and push himself down to meet the thrusts. Gohan growled continuously as he fucked the prince hard, taking him like the wild mammal he sometimes felt he was. With a moan, he leaned over the older man and kissed him roughly, their tongues dancing outside their mouths, licking, sucking, nipping.

Vegeta's heart was pounding as he felt Gohan pause as deep as he could be inside of him and teeth gently press against the area where his shoulder met his neck, in an open bite, though Gohan never bit down. He was in completely pause, as if he were considering marking the prince as his mate, his instincts telling him to claim, mark, draw and devour blood.

No matter his instincts, the older saiyan knew it was not in Gohan's nature to cause pain and felt the man begin sucking on the skin, and moved his hips once again and Vegeta could not stop the high-pitched whine that escaped his throat. Suckling, pounding, sweaty skin smacking, gasping and moaning.

When Gohan pulled back, the dominant man grinned at the dark hickey he left and he straightened up, moving an arm under one of Vegeta's legs to lift his hips and bring him closer to him, deeper and he thrust into him with more urgency, free hand reaching to take hold of the dark, swollen member and stroke in time with his movements.

Vegeta through he was about to die; the immense pleasure rushing through his body was more than he'd ever experienced in his life and as his eyes began to roll, he through he heard himself cry out Gohan's name as he threw his head back and gave a long cry into the hot night.

Feeling his lover's seed spill over his hand and his body tighten around his cock, his eyes went wide and he matched his lover's cry as he came deep within him, body shuddering hard.

For a second, they were stuck in that position, the pinnacle of ecstasy frozen in time, then the younger man shook slightly, gently pulled himself from the prince and collapsed on top of him, breathing hard. Vegeta once again licked his dry lips as he wrapped his arms around the other man's and held him as they caught their breath, sweat dripping off of them and onto the sheets below, the bed linens now particularly soaked.

For several minutes, everything was quiet, the cool breeze from the open window assisting in cooling off their heated skin as they rested, basking in the afterglow.

They lay like that for what seemed hours but when Gohan felt fingers running up and down his back, caressing, his eyes flickered open and he realized Vegeta was still awake; only minutes had passed. Those talented, dexterous fingers made their way up and roamed through his black locks, drawing a moan from the younger man.

Before he had time to think, he felt those hands grasp his shoulder and then next he knew he was flat on his back, staring up into dark hungry eyes, eyes that mirrored his own earlier. The prince's lips curled into a wild grin, canines flashing mischievously as he slowly made his way down the demi saiyan's body, a reverse reflection of Gohan's previous seduction. Never breaking eye contact and stepping off the bed, the older man grabbed him by the ankles and sharply pulled him closer, slightly startling the younger warrior. With the same rembrandt grin, the prince placed a hand on Gohan's hip and slowly turned him onto his stomach, forcing him on all fours at the end of the large bed. Gohan's breath hitched and his member sprang back to life in anticipation.

The Son didn't feel anything at first, but then quite suddenly and unexpectedly he felt a warm, wet tongue lapping at his entrance and he breathed out a high pitched whine, unconsciously pushing back against the man's face. Vegeta let out a hot breath of air into Gohan's body and as his body reacted, the prince used that moment to slide his tongue inside the nethermost cavern of his lover.

Gohan cried out and clutched the sheets and again, leaned back slightly to fuck himself on the prince's tongue, the tongue that pressed, wriggled and swirled inside him and he felt that he might come just from the foreign sensation alone. It took most of his control to not grasp his wanton member that now leaked onto the already saturated bed.

Then the tongue was gone and the younger saiyan gasped as he felt the head of Vegeta's cock press into his hole, just the head. Gohan tried to push back against it but Vegeta pulled out, then slid his cock into him again, and then back out. The man below him growled almost ferociously and the prince, in a single motion, buried himself to the hilt inside his lover, who promptly screamed into the night.

And the prince wasted no time; he took the man roughly, like the wild beings they were, and plundered into him, hitting his sweet spot as hard as he could, in an effort to purposely blow his lover's mind, as if trying to meld themselves into one if he moved deep enough...

Gohan moan, screamed, clawed at the sheets and ripped them, pressing his chest flat upon the bed in order to aid Vegeta in claiming that spot inside of him, that spot that made him see stars. The prince held his hips in place, pulling them back hard against himself and he lay into the eldest Son, a grip that was sure to leave bruises and nails that that drew blood. The older man could hear both their hearts pounding in rhythm inside his own head, and the pleasure that filled his mind made it sound like Gohan's screams sound far away.

Just when Gohan thought he would black out, the prince reached under him and grabbed his cock firmly and gave him a stroke.

He was undone.

He threw his head back, howling into the night as he came, hard, all over the white sheets and he felt Vegeta's hot seed explode into him, coating him fully, leaking down his thighs.

He felt the prince shudder and then slip out of him before he collapsed heavily on top of him, which was a bit uncomfortable. After a moment, they awkwardly got situated back onto the bed as Gohan faced the wall and Vegeta held him fast to his pounding chest, enveloping his younger lover in his sweaty embrace. And as they succumbed to exhausted dreams, they felt a kind of peace like never before and they remained in such a state even as the sun peaked over the horizon.
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