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Picturesque
By: Sabi-san (sabisan25@aol.com)
Rating: Yaoi
Paring: Goku x Vegeta
Disclaimer: I don't own any anime whatsoever. I just borrow them from time to
time to mess with their lives.
Warning: If you are under 18, don't read this. Not that I could stop you. If
you don't like sex, go away. You make me sick.
NOTE: Since I feel like I'm running out of time, I decided to post another
chapter. And since it's been a while since the lemon fairy visited. ^_~ I'll
try to do two at once until I'm done. No promises, though. I just might be
stingy and stretch it out, depending on the chapter. =^^=
Picturesque
Chapter 10
Goku hummed to himself as he gathered up his dirty clothes. Vegeta had offered
to go get groceries earlier, so Goku decided to do the laundry. He piled his
clothes in the basket he carried and started across the hall to Vegeta's room.
Months had passed since Vegeta had moved in. The two of them had settled into a
comfortable routine. Their mornings were spent sparing, continuing into the afternoon
most times. Late afternoon saw them cooling in the lake or just plain relaxing.
Evenings consisted of a leisurely dinner and relaxed conversation. Goku had
learned a lot about Vegetasei due to their after dinner conversations.
Goku started transferring Vegeta's dirty clothes to his basket. The ever-
so-neat prince actually put them in his hamper.
The routine was much the same as before except now Vegeta went upstairs at
night instead of flying away. And he helped with the chores. Goku chuckled. Everyone
would probably call him a liar if he told them Vegeta could cook. And boy could
he ever cook. Goku's mouth watered in anticipation. Since Vegeta went shopping,
he knew that the prince would cook tonight.
Goku set the basket down and turned to the bed. Should he wash Vegeta's sheets?
He walked over. Something made him glance at the nightstand. He blinked.
Leaning up against the lamp was a picture. Goku reached out and picked up the
picture. It was creased and worn, but he could still tell what the picture was.
It was a picture of him and Vegeta. The same one he had on his nightstand. A
smile crept across Goku's face. He kept it.
Still smiling, he put the picture back where he found it. So Vegeta had kept
the picture. Does that mean he likes me? A glimmer of hope flared to
life. Maybe...
Goku looked back at Vegeta's bed. Right, laundry first. He bent down to sniff.
Spice filled his nose and sent fire to his groin. His hands reached out and
grabbed a pillow. He buried his face in it. Sweet Kami!
He climbed onto the bed, abandoning the pillow for the twisted sheet saturated
in that spicy sweetness. His hips thrust against the bed. He moaned, rubbing
his hardness against the sheets.
He buried his face in the scented sheets as his hands moved to slide his pants
down. He gasped at the feel of the cool sheets rubbing against his hot flesh.
Goku moaned louder as he thrust over and over against Vegeta's bed.
"Ah..." His hand slid beneath him. He stroked himself slowly at
first, gaining speed quickly. All the while he rocked against the bed, his face
buried in the sheets, breathing in that glorious scent.
'Oh, Kami..." he gasped, feeling that familiar tightening. His hips jerked
forward making him grind into the bed. With a groan, he reached his completion,
cream pooling on the sheets.
Panting, he stood. Blushing in shame, he pulled his pants back up all the while
looking at his pool of semen.
"Now I have to wash them." Feeling guilty the whole time, Goku
stripped Vegeta's bed of the soiled sheets and put clean ones back on. Once
done, he walked back to his room and stripped his own bed just in case Vegeta
questioned his reason for changing his sheets.
He paused as he walked back to the laundry basket with his sheets. Vegeta's
pillowcase lay on top. Wicked pleasure coursing through his veins, Goku grabbed
it and walked back to his room. After a quick sniff of the spicy scent, he
shoved the pillowcase under his quilt.
~~~~~
AN: Uh huh. Someone has a problem. And he needs to solve it quick.
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