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Pure Evil 2: Son of Pure Evil	By : sefiru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6935 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pure Evil 2: Son of Pure Evil

By Sefiru

Summary: Vegeta has acknowledged Kakarott�s superiority,
and, uh, stuff happens. Sex, fighting, fun at the expense of supporting
characters. And, of course, pure evil. ^^

Last chapter.

Pairings: Kakarott/Vegeta

Disclaimer: I own nothing. All belongs to Kakarott. Long
live the King.

Warnings:

Whole story: NC-17, yaoi, oral, anal, BDSM, D/s, language,
possible OOC.

This chapter:NC-17, yaoi, bondage, pain.

Chapter 8

Things settle
down in the next few days. The Saiyan colonists spread out in their valley,
building houses and gardens; they�re planning to earn income with exotic
vegetables, strange as it sounds. I have to admit, it will probably fetch a
better price than fighting. Kakarott�s style of rule so far is fairly
hands-off; it amounts mostly to �behave or else,� and for Saiyans that works
quite well. My father is still sulking. And I search high and low for the
things I need to give Kakarott a gift, and wait for the proper time.

A clear
afternoon, the sun streams through the windows. Kakarott comes home to find me
wearing my �take me now� outfit, blue leather pants and silk shirt, which
instantly tells him I�m up to something. He grins. �You have something for me,
Vegeta?�

�Hn. Let me go
get it.� I�m more serious than usual, which perplexes him, but what I�m
planning is rather beyond what we�ve done before. When I return to the living
room he�s sitting in his armchair, waiting. Perfect. I have them tucked in my
shirt, out of his sight; I walk over and kneel at his feet. �I want to give you
your coronation present, Kakarott.�

�Oh? What is
it?�

�Me.� I pull
them out and hold them up to him in both hands: a set of ki suppressors.

He stares at them, shocked. We�ve used
chains and shackles many times, but they�ve always been ordinary metal, things
I could easily escape from. And thus, in some ways, merely symbolic; these ki
suppressors will make the restraint real. Just sitting here offering them to
him has me aroused.

He picks up one
of them as if it was a precious jewel. �Do you want a password?�

�No.�

He takes a deep
breath, then closes the cuffs around my wrists. My ki fades away and I am at
his mercy. I purr, waiting for him to decide what to do with me.

He sits back
thoughtfully for a moment, then teleports a large box onto his lap � our
toybox. He rummages through it and comes up with some lengths of chain.
�Undress,� he commands. I obey, curious, and a little disappointed; I hoped I�d
have a chance to �dance� for him. In short order I�m chained spread-eagled
between two of the posts on the side of the room. I test the chains on my arms;
solid, there�s no way I can get out of them. Good. Then Kakarott picks up his
armchair, sets it facing me, and sits down in it.

�Touch
yourself.� I presume he means with my tail. I give him a wicked smile; looks
like I get to perform after all. I hook my tailtip around my ankle and run it
up my leg. It curls across my abdomen, teasing my nipples, then swings up to
caress my throat. I bring it to my lips and suck on the tip while the rest of
its length strokes my ribs. It trails along my arms, then down along my back
and buttocks. I loop it around itself and stroke to the end. Kakarott purrs.

I straighten my
tail with a flick and lazily bring it up between my legs to my chest again. I
groan this time as it presses on my nipples, slowly circles them, and then
zigzags lower. When it reaches the base of my shaft I have to stop and take a
deep breath. Then I stroke � slowly, because my self-control is already near
its limit � base to tip to base, circling my sac, brushing against my skin as
if I�m painting it. My tail wraps all the way around my shaft and my hips move
of their own accord, thrusting into the furry embrace. Once, twice � I open my
eyes to look at Kakarott and that nearly finishes me on the spot: he�s taken
his cock out of his pants and he�s stroking it idly with his thumb as he
watches me.

�Kakarott �� I
stop moving. I must not climax without him; I want his hands on me. He watches
my chest heaving for another endless minute. �Kakarott, please �� He stands.
Steps towards me, still fully clothed but for his shaft standing proudly in
front of him. He wraps one hand around my throat.

�You�re so
close, aren�t you, Vegeta?� I close my eyes; his voice alone is enough to
affect me now. And he runs one finger of his other hand along my length. I
explode.

When I�m
coherent again, Kakarott holds his seed-covered hand to my lips. Without
prompting I start to lick my own fluid from his skin. The combined flavor soon
has me hard again and I mewl around his fingers. �More?�

�Yes!�

He floats into
the air to bring his shaft level with my face. I lean towards it eagerly but he
grabs me by the hair. He pushes his shaft into my mouth, all the way, and I
don�t get a chance to do anything as he starts seriously thrusting into me. He
takes my mouth, with his tail wrapped around my chest and his hands buried in
my hair, and my world narrows to the flesh sliding into my throat. All too soon
he roars and pours his seed into me. I shudder around him but so soon after my
last climax it�s not enough for me to come.

He pulls out as I
suck the last traces of fluid from his shaft. Then he lands and crushes his
mouth on mine to taste our combined juices. �Still ready for more, I see.� I
can only nod; he grins. �Time for the main course.�

He walks back to
his chair and strips, finally letting me see his stunning figure. It�s a good
thing he usually wears such loose clothes, or I wouldn�t be able to think
straight most of the time! He goes through our toybox again and sets some
things out � where I can�t see them � and then returns to me. �How much can you
take, Vegeta?�

�That sounds
like a challenge. Bring it on, Kakarott.�

He chuckles
darkly. Now I�m in for it. I can hardly wait. He runs his hands over my chest,
rubbing and pinching my nipples until they�re hard and I�m moaning. Something
cold and sharp snaps down on them, and I gasp; two toothed metal clips.
Kakarott whispers in my ear, �You�re beautiful when you�re in pain.�

�Then hurt me,
Kakarott. Until you�re satisfied.� Did I really just say that? He licks my ear.
I hear jingling as he teleports more of those clips into his hands. He attaches
two to my earlobes, then a small line down the back of my neck. One on my
navel. Four more on my sac, and he clips the last three along the top of my
shaft. As each one bites my flesh, I gasp and arch. Then he ports something
else into his hand.

His fingers
flick and a spot of pure fire erupts on my skin. I screech; my tail lashes
wildly, my limbs reflexively move to defend myself � and the chains arrest my
motion. My scream turns into a howl of pure passion. I�m immobile, powerless to
escape, and Kakarott has both hands free to work his will on me. Another
drop of fire lands on my skin. Wax! He�s melting wax with his ki and flicking
it at me. I writhe in my chains as he scatters the burning drops across my
chest � abdomen �thighs. The clips digging into my most sensitive areas add
their own sharp counterpoint with each heartbeat.

Then he steps
behind me and it�s worse � or better � since I can�t see where he�s aiming. He
captures my tail in one hand to keep it out of the way; I can feel the block of
wax against my fur. The first drop lands on my neck just below the clips. He
continues down to my shoulders, one drop at a time, two � three � four �five.
Then my back � �nine � ten � and buttocks � �fourteen � fifteen
....

Sometime in all
of this he slips a finger inside me and as each drop lands he brushes my sweet
spot. The mixture of pain and pleasure leaves me nearly incoherent. I shout out
words and pieces of words without knowing what they are; his name, or
profanities, or something else entirely. My eyes are open but I can�t see. If
he says anything, I don�t hear him. My reality is the fire, remembering the
last moment and waiting for the next. He trails the wax down my thighs � twenty
� twenty-one�, ending with two drops to the backs of my knees. The finger
withdraws �

� and a single
drop of burning wax lands on the skin of my sac. I throw back my head and wail
like a dying man, muscles straining against the chains that hold me captive.
Before the sound fades away Kakarott buries his shaft in me, growling. My howl
doesn�t stop but immediately changes tone. Kami! His cock is as hot as the wax
inside me. He thrusts hard, slamming me into the chains with every stroke. I�m
so close � he bites me on the shoulder. A column of fire spears through my body
from one point of penetration to the other, and my scream cuts off as I
convulse through a massive climax. Behind me Kakarott roars his own; they can
probably hear him at the Saiyan settlement. I slump against the chains and
enjoy the feeling of his seed flowing into me.

After a moment
he pulls out. He takes off the clips and chains, then throws me over his
shoulder and carries me to the bedroom. He lays me on the bed and removes the
ki suppressors; I gasp as my power surges back. He sets the cuffs neatly on the
bedside table and lies down, drawing me close. He licks me behind the ear.
�Thank you for the present, Vegeta. It�s a real treasure.�

I nuzzle his chest.
�You�re more than welcome, �Your Majesty.��

***

And so we end with Vegeta exactly where we wanted him:
helpless in Kakarott�s clutches ^__^

I may do some oneshots in this storyline, but I doubt
they�ll be as kinky as this last chapter (I mean, it�s not like they could be
any more kinky). I will also be working up my �Responses to Desecration�
stories, which will of course be much darker than this one, in the next couple
of months. You haven�t seen the last of me!

Bonus Scoreboard!

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