Of Sex and Saiyans: Part one
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
18
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7,285
Reviews:
79
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I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Nine
Chapter Nine
Wow! Over 1000 hits! That’s like…SUPER-WOOT material! Come on Everybody! Group hug! *tears of joy*
It was the day of the party and the teens’ household had been a sea of activity. People and caterers had been dropping things off all morning and everyone had finally left. Trunks was standing on a ladder, stringing lights up in the lounge, having painted them over earlier with alternating black and dark red paint to have a sultry effect.
“How about…this one…!?” Goten burst from the downstairs bathroom, striking a pose in a black PVC corset and hotpants, finger-less fishnet gloves stretched to his elbows, thick, black silk choker around his pale throat.
Trunks mouth dropped open. So far Goten had tried on three outfits, none of them even coming close to the risque-ness of this one. He gulped and nodded.
“That’s the one, chibi…!”
Goten grinned and turned back to the bathroom, wiggling his ass. He looked over his shoulder to make sure Trunks was watching him and laughed, winking and pulling the door closed after him but not shutting it. Trunks was down off the ladder and in the bathroom in a flash, arms encircling his plastic-clad lover. Goten giggled and ground against him as Trunks’ eyes rolled back in his head, hands reaching down to cup Goten’s ass.
“Kami…You look so fucking hot, Goten…” He muttered, tongue flicking out to tease the shell of Goten’s ear. Goten giggled again, writhing against him.
They had decided after their brief tryst in the woods that they would try and give their relationship a go, seeing if they could be comfortable together. It had been two weeks and neither had ever been happier. Trunks groaned as he heard the kitchen door open and the sounds of plastic bags being piled on the table.
“Trunks! Goten! We’re home! Come help with the stuff in the car!” He heard Mirai yell. He slapped Goten’s ass, heard him giggle, and walked back out into the kitchen then out to the car.
“Did you get everything you wanted?” He asked Gohan who was mucking around, trying to untangle a huge pile of chains in the front seat.
He nodded
“Yeah…well…kinda. They only had the thinner kind so we’ll have to go easy with them” He said, giving up and lifting the whole lot of them to carry into the house. Mirai was coming back out to get the rest of the groceries and they paused beside each other, Gohan leaning over and pecking Mirai on the cheek before continuing into the house. Mirai blushed, looking at Trunks and began to get bags out of the car, handing some to the other demi.
“You guys look really happy” Trunks remarked as Mirai sighed
“Yeah…I guess we are” He stared at the door Gohan had gone through, an unreadable look on his face. He shook his head. “Come on, help me with the rest of these.” He picked up a fistload of plastic devil pitchforks, handing them to Trunks.
They carried the remainder of the stuff inside, Mirai remarking on how much he liked the new decorating. Gohan was busy hanging up thick chains from the roof, floating up to string them across the room, while Goten wandered around in the kitchen, still in his outfit for that night, setting up food for the party.
“Hey Goten!” Mirai shouted, catching his attention. “I see you went to that store I recommended! Looking hot, chibi!” He smirked, eyes running over the younger saiyan and Goten blushed hotly, setting bottles of liquor on the table. Mirai laughed. Goten had really come out of his shell since he and Trunks made the decision to see each other.
He walked further through the house, marveling at what the two younger demis had done in the short space of time. There was huge drapes of black and red satin lining the walls, candles everywhere as Trunks had removed all the lightbulbs. Beside every chair there was at least one bottle of wine or some other alcohol. Goten had lit some kind of incense that was drifting through the house. Mirai nodded to himself. It was good. He’d heard that Bulma’s rut hadn’t finished, even though it had been a month. He couldn’t have the party disintegrating into a sexual frenzy at her arrival.
‘Hn.’ He smirked. ‘Maybe that wouldn’t be such a bad thing’ He thought, eyeing Gohan’s ass as he bent to gather more chains. He shook his head again, and went upstairs to distract himself with tonight’s apparel for himself and his koi.
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Goku smiled at himself in the mirror, slipping his thumb into a belt loop. He grinned and looked himself up and down, marveling at Vegeta’s taste in…well…whatever it was he was wearing…
Goku frowned, momentarily side tracked by trying to think of a word for it. He jumped as Vegeta shouted his name, close by. He grinned and went super saiyan, trying off the flow of ki so he could maintain it indefinitely, without thinking. He smirked at his blonde reflection and turned, spreading his arms to show himself off as Vegeta walked through the doorway.
Vegeta stopped dead…
He’d wanted to see Kakkarott in them so badly but he didn’t think the younger saiyan would actually voluntarily wear them. Vegeta had expected him to wimp out and go for something less…sexual. He scowled. And the bastard was fucking super saiyan!
Vegeta growled in half lust, half anger. Kakkarott knew that he’d found it difficult over the past few days to spar him when they were super. Those teal eyes and blonde saiyan locks drove the prince mad with desire and he found himself deliberately fighting in closer so he could feel the heat radiating off him. Vegeta shook his head, trying to distract himself from the gorgeous sight in front of him.
Goku stood there, bare-chested, but for a small glint of metal adorning a nipple and a thick spiked collar with the occasional D-ring wrapped around his corded neck. Sitting low on his hips, a pair of thin, black leather pants, snugly wrapped around his ass and fitting over him like a second skin, leaving very little to even the prince’s perverted imagination.
‘Oh Gods…’
Vegeta thought they looked much better on Kakkarott then the ningen he’d seen modeling them.
Goku grinned smugly, knowing he was making Vegeta aroused and slowly swaggered towards him, bringing his hand up to touch his own chest.
Vegeta froze and almost died from shock as the younger saiyan ran one hand up the side of his neck and trailed a finger seductivly over his lips. He brought his other hand up and teased his piercing, letting out a breathless little moan and slipping a finger into his mouth. Vegeta’s mouth dropped open and his body jerked as he failed to keep breathing.
Goku “mmmed” around his finger slowly sliding it in and out of his mouth, never breaking eye contact with the prince. Vegeta seemed to unfreeze as Goku reached him, his arms coming up to touch him…
“Vegeta?! Aren’t you ready yet?! Hurry up, you’re worse than a woman! ” Bulma screamed from the hallway, her voice getting closer by the second.
Goku and Vegeta sprang apart, Goku smacking his head against a shelf and Vegeta tripped backwards, sprawling, ungracefully across Goku’s low bed. Bulma entered, her high heeled boots clicking against the tile of the hall, fixing an earring. Her tail stilled in the air and she sniffed. Her hand came down and she eyed them both warily as Goku rubbed his head, wincing and grinning, and Vegeta slowly got up from the bed, scowling and straightening his clothes.
Bulma snarled and grabbed Vegeta by the wrist, shooting Goku a look and dragging him out into the hallway, scowling, to start getting ready.
Goku shrugged, turning back to mirror and winked a teal eye to himself, grinning.
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Heh heh…sorry for takin ages to update…was stuck with a later chapter and then I kinda went on a little holiday…not that I left town…i…uh…just wasn’t home…*wink wink*
*aHEMMMM*
Jenn: Yeah only they could do somethin like that lmao! Heh…I just figured with Goten bein all confused and stuff he would have looked in on them at some stage…or maybe they were just shagging in the middle of the lawn!
Webtester01: Yeah I wanted to try somethin different and Goten is hardly ever seme so…! Thanks for reviewin’!
Anomlov: Yay! *holds hand and dances* There will be a bit of the b/v/g later on for ya! *smirk* I promise!
bluebird: I’m not normally a huge fan of them either! I just can’t stop writing about them though! So crazy…
Thanks all for reviewing! *hugs*
Hellagoddess
Wow! Over 1000 hits! That’s like…SUPER-WOOT material! Come on Everybody! Group hug! *tears of joy*
It was the day of the party and the teens’ household had been a sea of activity. People and caterers had been dropping things off all morning and everyone had finally left. Trunks was standing on a ladder, stringing lights up in the lounge, having painted them over earlier with alternating black and dark red paint to have a sultry effect.
“How about…this one…!?” Goten burst from the downstairs bathroom, striking a pose in a black PVC corset and hotpants, finger-less fishnet gloves stretched to his elbows, thick, black silk choker around his pale throat.
Trunks mouth dropped open. So far Goten had tried on three outfits, none of them even coming close to the risque-ness of this one. He gulped and nodded.
“That’s the one, chibi…!”
Goten grinned and turned back to the bathroom, wiggling his ass. He looked over his shoulder to make sure Trunks was watching him and laughed, winking and pulling the door closed after him but not shutting it. Trunks was down off the ladder and in the bathroom in a flash, arms encircling his plastic-clad lover. Goten giggled and ground against him as Trunks’ eyes rolled back in his head, hands reaching down to cup Goten’s ass.
“Kami…You look so fucking hot, Goten…” He muttered, tongue flicking out to tease the shell of Goten’s ear. Goten giggled again, writhing against him.
They had decided after their brief tryst in the woods that they would try and give their relationship a go, seeing if they could be comfortable together. It had been two weeks and neither had ever been happier. Trunks groaned as he heard the kitchen door open and the sounds of plastic bags being piled on the table.
“Trunks! Goten! We’re home! Come help with the stuff in the car!” He heard Mirai yell. He slapped Goten’s ass, heard him giggle, and walked back out into the kitchen then out to the car.
“Did you get everything you wanted?” He asked Gohan who was mucking around, trying to untangle a huge pile of chains in the front seat.
He nodded
“Yeah…well…kinda. They only had the thinner kind so we’ll have to go easy with them” He said, giving up and lifting the whole lot of them to carry into the house. Mirai was coming back out to get the rest of the groceries and they paused beside each other, Gohan leaning over and pecking Mirai on the cheek before continuing into the house. Mirai blushed, looking at Trunks and began to get bags out of the car, handing some to the other demi.
“You guys look really happy” Trunks remarked as Mirai sighed
“Yeah…I guess we are” He stared at the door Gohan had gone through, an unreadable look on his face. He shook his head. “Come on, help me with the rest of these.” He picked up a fistload of plastic devil pitchforks, handing them to Trunks.
They carried the remainder of the stuff inside, Mirai remarking on how much he liked the new decorating. Gohan was busy hanging up thick chains from the roof, floating up to string them across the room, while Goten wandered around in the kitchen, still in his outfit for that night, setting up food for the party.
“Hey Goten!” Mirai shouted, catching his attention. “I see you went to that store I recommended! Looking hot, chibi!” He smirked, eyes running over the younger saiyan and Goten blushed hotly, setting bottles of liquor on the table. Mirai laughed. Goten had really come out of his shell since he and Trunks made the decision to see each other.
He walked further through the house, marveling at what the two younger demis had done in the short space of time. There was huge drapes of black and red satin lining the walls, candles everywhere as Trunks had removed all the lightbulbs. Beside every chair there was at least one bottle of wine or some other alcohol. Goten had lit some kind of incense that was drifting through the house. Mirai nodded to himself. It was good. He’d heard that Bulma’s rut hadn’t finished, even though it had been a month. He couldn’t have the party disintegrating into a sexual frenzy at her arrival.
‘Hn.’ He smirked. ‘Maybe that wouldn’t be such a bad thing’ He thought, eyeing Gohan’s ass as he bent to gather more chains. He shook his head again, and went upstairs to distract himself with tonight’s apparel for himself and his koi.
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Goku smiled at himself in the mirror, slipping his thumb into a belt loop. He grinned and looked himself up and down, marveling at Vegeta’s taste in…well…whatever it was he was wearing…
Goku frowned, momentarily side tracked by trying to think of a word for it. He jumped as Vegeta shouted his name, close by. He grinned and went super saiyan, trying off the flow of ki so he could maintain it indefinitely, without thinking. He smirked at his blonde reflection and turned, spreading his arms to show himself off as Vegeta walked through the doorway.
Vegeta stopped dead…
He’d wanted to see Kakkarott in them so badly but he didn’t think the younger saiyan would actually voluntarily wear them. Vegeta had expected him to wimp out and go for something less…sexual. He scowled. And the bastard was fucking super saiyan!
Vegeta growled in half lust, half anger. Kakkarott knew that he’d found it difficult over the past few days to spar him when they were super. Those teal eyes and blonde saiyan locks drove the prince mad with desire and he found himself deliberately fighting in closer so he could feel the heat radiating off him. Vegeta shook his head, trying to distract himself from the gorgeous sight in front of him.
Goku stood there, bare-chested, but for a small glint of metal adorning a nipple and a thick spiked collar with the occasional D-ring wrapped around his corded neck. Sitting low on his hips, a pair of thin, black leather pants, snugly wrapped around his ass and fitting over him like a second skin, leaving very little to even the prince’s perverted imagination.
‘Oh Gods…’
Vegeta thought they looked much better on Kakkarott then the ningen he’d seen modeling them.
Goku grinned smugly, knowing he was making Vegeta aroused and slowly swaggered towards him, bringing his hand up to touch his own chest.
Vegeta froze and almost died from shock as the younger saiyan ran one hand up the side of his neck and trailed a finger seductivly over his lips. He brought his other hand up and teased his piercing, letting out a breathless little moan and slipping a finger into his mouth. Vegeta’s mouth dropped open and his body jerked as he failed to keep breathing.
Goku “mmmed” around his finger slowly sliding it in and out of his mouth, never breaking eye contact with the prince. Vegeta seemed to unfreeze as Goku reached him, his arms coming up to touch him…
“Vegeta?! Aren’t you ready yet?! Hurry up, you’re worse than a woman! ” Bulma screamed from the hallway, her voice getting closer by the second.
Goku and Vegeta sprang apart, Goku smacking his head against a shelf and Vegeta tripped backwards, sprawling, ungracefully across Goku’s low bed. Bulma entered, her high heeled boots clicking against the tile of the hall, fixing an earring. Her tail stilled in the air and she sniffed. Her hand came down and she eyed them both warily as Goku rubbed his head, wincing and grinning, and Vegeta slowly got up from the bed, scowling and straightening his clothes.
Bulma snarled and grabbed Vegeta by the wrist, shooting Goku a look and dragging him out into the hallway, scowling, to start getting ready.
Goku shrugged, turning back to mirror and winked a teal eye to himself, grinning.
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Heh heh…sorry for takin ages to update…was stuck with a later chapter and then I kinda went on a little holiday…not that I left town…i…uh…just wasn’t home…*wink wink*
*aHEMMMM*
Jenn: Yeah only they could do somethin like that lmao! Heh…I just figured with Goten bein all confused and stuff he would have looked in on them at some stage…or maybe they were just shagging in the middle of the lawn!
Webtester01: Yeah I wanted to try somethin different and Goten is hardly ever seme so…! Thanks for reviewin’!
Anomlov: Yay! *holds hand and dances* There will be a bit of the b/v/g later on for ya! *smirk* I promise!
bluebird: I’m not normally a huge fan of them either! I just can’t stop writing about them though! So crazy…
Thanks all for reviewing! *hugs*
Hellagoddess