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To Win a Royal Heart	By : kaze Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4568 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 8
- 9
- 10
A/N:� I started
working on this WAY late and it�s a HUGE chapter, so hopefully I didn�t miss
great amounts of crap to edit out (or make it worse, for that matter).� Things are beginning to heat up, and there
is, yet again, another LEMON in this chapter � quite on the graphic
side. XD�

Also, I�m not sure why but this has some major �space�
issues once uploaded. I�ve tried to fix it, but it�s not working, since the
original file is fine. Sorry about that!

Chapter 9

Vegeta
held his breath as the box was triggered, his heart beating madly in his chest
as a bright light flashed, a loud zapping noise signaling that the transfer had
completed. A cough got his attention, and when he squinted through the smoke,
he could see the faint out line of ebony spikes a few feet away. He lurched to
his feet just as Bulma raced past him.

�Goku!�
Bulma called happily, yanking Gohan to his feet from the chair he sat in.

�Dad!
Goten!� Vegeta heard Gohan yell. Then he heard his voice�sweet and
relaxed, he greeted them with a simple �Hey guys!� , as� if he had only been gone an hour. Vegeta
snorted.

�Figures.�
He mumbled, staring at the man as the smoke cleared, his head shaking slightly.
To his surprise, after quick hugs to Bulma and Gohan, Goku spun towards him and
lunged for him, pulling him off of his feet and into a bear hug. Vegeta blinked
rapidly, his belly flip-flopping, a strange happiness surging through him. He
managed to force the feeling down slightly and scowled, gripping the man�s
shoulders. �Ughhh! Kakarotto, what the hell are you trying to do, kill me?!� he
growled, pressing his nose to the man�s chest to breath in the scent that had
been haunting him the entire time the man was gone. The soft fabric of the
man�s blue jumpsuit tickled his nose, Goku�s chest vibrating as he chuckled
from above Vegeta.

�Of
course not, Vegeta-sama. I�m just happy to be back�and happy to see you again.�
Goku said softly, giving one last squeeze before setting the smaller man on his
feet. Vegeta�s eyes softened as he stared up at Goku, Goku�s soft smile nearly
melting his heart�until an embarrassed cough sounded out from his side.
Blinking, both Saiyans turned to find Bulma, Gohan and Trunks staring wide eyed
with wonder. Goten simply grinned at them.

�Eh..heh�well��
Bulma started, her gaze jerking away from the two Saiyans to fall on Goten.
�Goten, I hear you got to meet your grandfather! What a trip, huh?� She asked,
herding the three young men from the room.

�Yea,
it was pretty neat�he�s great�rough around the edges, but once you get to know
him, he�s really nice.� Goten said as he walked through the door. Gohan huffed.

�I
can�t believe you got to meet him and I didn�t..I�m the oldest, I should have
got to meet him first!� the older brother complained. Their voices faded as Bulma
continued moving them down the hall and into the kitchen.

Goku
turned his head from the doorway and looked down at Vegeta. Where did they go
from here? It was obvious that Vegeta wasn�t affected by the trip back, which
both relieved and disappointed him. �But�I shouldn�t jump to conclusions
quite yet.� He thought to himself, his hand reaching out to rest upon
Vegeta�s shoulder.

Vegeta
was busy staring at the ground, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions.
Why did he feel so torn in two? Part of him wanted to squeeze Goku and never
let him go, the other half wanted to tell him that their world was better off
without him and walk away. Of course, the latter wouldn�t be true in any case,
but�still. What was he supposed to do�how was he to act? �Why can�t I just
act like I did before he left? Why the sudden change as soon as he was gone,
it�s crazy!� He growled to himself, shaking his head with disgust. His head
jerked upwards when he felt the hand on his shoulder, his throat releasing an
audible growl before he wrenched himself away.

�I
didn�t say you could touch me, Kakarotto, so keep your third class hands off
me!� He snarled, and then halted as he caught the look of sheer delight on
Goku�s face.� �What?? What�s that look
for?� He demanded.

Goku
approached him slowly, his eyes narrowed, a small grin pulling at his lips.
Vegeta blinked, suddenly comparing Goku to a jungle cat stalking its prey.
Vegeta crossed his arms and scowled. �Well?� He ground out between clenched
teeth.

�Vegeta,
I guess you should know that I�m no longer a third class�or any kind of lower
class.� Goku said, enjoying the look of confusion that spread across Vegeta�s
features. �I am an elite now.� He said softly, his smile widening.

�What�how�who��
Vegeta stuttered, then hissed. �Kisama! Just because you got another chance to
prove your worth to them with the strength you have now means nothing! You were
born a lower class warrior, and to me you always will be!� He screamed in fury
before stomping out of the room, his eyes blazing.

Goku�s
brief amusement was crushed under Vegeta�s feet. �How�how could you say that,
Vegeta? I worked so hard�so hard�to�� He muttered, his head hanging miserably.
Perhaps nothing he had done in the past had changed the future. That was good
though, right? He sighed. Good for everyone else but him.

*

Vegeta
didn�t stop when Trunks called out to him from the kitchen; he simply kept
walking, his fists clenched tightly. Walking into his room, he slammed the door
and made his way to the window, where he simply stood staring out into the sky.
He was so angry it hurt�over such a stupid thing, too. But this wasn�t as
simple as it seemed; the whole time he had known Goku, he had always had Goku�s
low class to dangle over the man�s head�his third class status. No matter how
good of a fighter Goku was, even if he was better or stronger than Vegeta at
any particular moment, Vegeta always had that security: Goku was far below him
in class, by birth alone.

For
some reason, having that class difference meant a lot to him. It was everything
between them; it was the line drawn in the sand that kept Vegeta from getting
too close�the invisible barrier that kept him from�from what? Vegeta shook his
head. The man was now an elite�well, of course he was. Of course. How could he
not be, with his strength and power? He went back to Vegeta-sei when it was
considered impossible to hold as much power as the orange clad Saiyan
did�but�if he was given the title of elite, that must mean that he had taken
the tests�

Vegeta
blinked. The tests. A wave of d�j� vu swept over him, and suddenly he flashed
upon a scene in his mind:�

His mind went blank as he
stared at the tall spiky haired man standing next to Bardock; the two men
nearly looked like twins, though he noted immediately that the other man seemed
to have a much softer nature about him, and the difference was obvious just
looking at the different light behind each man�s eyes. Vegeta pursed his lips,
rubbing his chin. He knew Bardock had only two sons, Radditz and Kakarotto.
Raditz he himself knew quite well, unfortunately; the young man drove him
insane sometimes. As for Kakarotto, Vegeta had never laid eyes on him, as he
was sent to another planet shortly after birth. Not to mention that the child
was only a young teenager by now, and this man was surely older than Bardock by
at least a few years, if not more. Perhaps Bardock had an older brother? Vegeta
gave a mental shrug. �All I know is that he must be the 8^th warrior
here for testing.� He watched the man closely, frowning the entire time. There
was something strange about the man�something not quite right, and Vegeta
didn�t like the feeling he got. This man would pass the first test. And the
second; but the third? Vegeta glanced past his father to his long-time bodyguard,
Nappa. �Now there�s an idiot if there has ever been one. Excellent fighter, but
no brain what so ever. Will that strange man be able to defeat him?� His
musings were interrupted by his father.

�Vegeta. Who is that man
with Bardock?� The King asked, his own eyes staring down upon the man with
interest.

�I don�t know, Father.
Perhaps Bardock�s older brother? I�m not sure. Is he one of the testers, do you
think?�

�Mmm.� King Vegeta
answered with a nod.

Vegeta
gasped, his right hand shooting out to catch himself against the windowsill.
�What�what the fuck was that?� He asked, his eyes narrowed. �Damn that
Kakarotto�this is his fault!� he hissed turning from the window to sit on his
bed. �I�m so tired that I�ve been reduced to having daydreams. Terrific.� He
muttered, lying back on his bed. �Need to get some sleep��

*

�Dad,
what�s wrong with Vegeta?� Gohan asked Goku when he rejoined them in the
kitchen.

Goku
shook his head, trying to give his son a cheery smile. �Oh, you know how he
is.�

Bulma giggled. �Yea, plus he�s hardly gotten any sleep since you�ve been
gone�and that�s a long time to go with only a few hours of sleep a night. He
gets REAL cranky when he�s tired.�

Goku
blinked. �He didn�t sleep well the entire time?? He must be exhausted!�

Bulma
nodded. �Yea, I tried to talk to him about it, but he would get so touchy about
it. I swear, I think he has a crush on you, Goku.� She said with a laugh; she
laughed even harder when Goku blushed bright red.

Goten
smirked. �If you only knew�� He muttered, crossing his arms over his chest.
Goku�s head snapped up, his eyes wide as he looked at his youngest son. Goten
winked.

�Oh
Kami�don�t tell me he knows!� Goku thought with alarm. Then he
mentally slapped himself. Of course, his son was half Saiyan; He could have
easily smelled Vegeta�s scent all over him when they were back on Vegeta-sei.

�What
do you mean, Goten?� Gohan asked with a frown.

�Yea,
what�s that supposed to mean?� Trunks chimed in, grinning from ear to ear.

�Nothing.�
Goten said nonchalantly with a shrug before he turned and walked out of the
kitchen. Trunks and Gohan hurried after him, both still questioning the younger
man. Bulma watched them with a smile as they walked out, and then turned her
attention back to Goku.

�So
Goku�what happened back there?� She asked as she sat down at the table.

Goku
shrugged softly and turned a chair around backwards, throwing one leg over it
before sitting. He leaned his elbows on the back of the chair and sighed. �It
was strange, Bulma�being around all those Saiyans and all; and especially
having to serve Frieza.�

�Oh
my gosh, I bet that was just WEIRD, Goku!� Bulma exclaimed. Goku nodded.

�It
was�but you know, I�m glad I got to see my home planet, and that I was able to
be around my own race. I think I needed it, even though I didn�t know it. And
my father�wow�meeting him was awesome. I�m really glad I met him.� He said
smiling down at the table. A warm hand slid over his. It was silent for a few
seconds before she spoke.

�Goku�you
know he cares about you. He�s just�he can�t show his emotions like the rest of
us. Give it time.� Bulma said softly with a wink.

Goku
blinked rapidly. �What�why�huh?�

She
giggled. �Silly. The way you two were staring at each other earlier�wow�it�s
pretty obvious to me now, though I would have never guessed that you two had
feelings for each other. It�s pretty wild to think about, but..� She shrugged.
�I guess it�s not that surprising, especially how Vegeta acted while you were
gone. Goku, he was going NUTS! He pestered me constantly about getting you back
home, he couldn�t sleep, he couldn�t even train he was so distracted.�

Goku
sighed. �Really? Do you think�?�

�Yes,
I do. Now, I need to get back to my lab and finish what I was working on BEFORE
you got yourself sent back in time!� She said with a grin. �I�m really glad
you�re back, Goku!�

Goku
grinned softly. �I�m glad to be back�thank you, Bulma, for all your help.�

�Yeah,
well�you owe me!� She exclaimed as she climbed to her feet and walked down the
hall to the lab.

*

�YOU
WHAT???� Trunks yelled, eyes wide with shock, his face reddening as flames of
anger licked at his insides.

Goten
shrugged. �It�s not that big of a deal, Trunks.�

�Goten,
you fucked your uncle�that�s a big fucking deal!� Trunks exclaimed, crossing
his arms over his chest. �I can�t believe you slept with someone�especially
HIM! I thought we had a deal�� Trunks blushed, his already- reddened features
turning scarlet.

Goten
threw his arm around Trunks. �We did�and I�m sorry I broke it, Trunks�really, I
am. But you don�t know how it felt�it was so�wild�so Saiyan! It was weird.�

Trunks
snorted. �I should say so.� He responded leaning into Goten�s arm. �I�m sorry
for getting so angry, but�� he clenched his fists and jerked out of Goten�s embrace.
�It was supposed to be me!�

Goten
hung his head. �I know�� he muttered. He and Trunks had always been close, ever
since childhood; after adolescence, they grew closer, and one day when Goten
had just turned sixteen, they had revealed to each other how they truly felt,
and sealed it with a chaste kiss. Both young half Saiyans had felt they were
too young to decide if a sexual relationship would be a good thing or bad, as
it could ruin their friendship, so they agreed to wait and let their relationship
grow, keeping celibate until the day they gave themselves to each other. Goten
had ruined that on a tryst with his own uncle. He sighed, keeping his head
lowered.

�Well,
what do we do now?� Trunks asked softly, stepping towards him. His anger had
receded somewhat.

�I
don�t know. What do you want to do? I�m sorry, Trunks�I just couldn�t help
myself. I mean�shit, how can I say this without sounding like an asshole?� He
asked, his hands sliding up Trunks� chest to rest on his shoulders.

�Why
don�t you just say it? You�re an asshole anyway.� Trunks replied with a smirk.

Goten
chuckled, squeezing Trunks� shoulders. �I want to say that I regret what
happened�but I don�t, Trunks; I mean, I regret breaking my promise�and regret
that it wasn�t you that I�had my first time with. But I don�t regret doing it.
Does that make sense?�

Trunks
appeared to think for a few seconds, and then nodded. �Yeah, it makes sense.
Sort of. And you�re still an asshole.�

Goten
suddenly felt like crying. He had missed Trunks so much while he was gone;
their verbal sparring just made him ache more, made him realize just how much
he had missed his purple haired bishounen. �I missed you, Trunks-kun.� He
whispered softly, eyes becoming suspiciously moist. Trunks cocked his head to
one side, frowning slightly before he leaned his forehead against Goten�s.

�Don�t
cry, Goten. You know I hate to see you cry�especially if you start really
bawling, then it hurts my ears�� He said, brushing his lips against Goten�s
nose. Goten shook lightly with a cross between a laugh and a sob.

�I
missed you too, Goten.� Trunks said, slipping his arms around Goten�s waist and
holding him tight, his own eyes misting up as he listened to the other man
trying to control his soft sobs.

*

Vegeta�s
dreams were strange and jumbled, not making any sense what so ever. Growling,
he sat up in bed, rubbing his hand over his face. �Even in my sleep that baka
is there! I can�t get away from him!� He cursed, sliding off the bed, blinking
as another d�j� vu hit him.

Vegeta�s
back dropped back to the bed below, hips thrusting upwards taking Goku deeper
within him, his wet lips parted slightly, eyes closed. Goku growled as his
pleasure increased, his ki spiking abruptly as his power exploded around him in
a golden mist. His thrusts became frantic and hard, small animalistic noises
tearing from his lungs as he pressed towards completion.

Vegeta
gasped, his eyes widening at the memory. �I�that must have been from a dream I
had�perhaps during my nap. Yes, yes, it must have been.� He nodded, shaking his
head slightly, glancing down at the horrendous hard on in his lap. He groaned
and stood, just as the door was pushed open. Vegeta�s head flew up, eyes
narrowing at the figure that walked towards him.

Goku
let himself in and approached Vegeta, a smile perched on his lips. �Hey Vegeta!
You�re up!� Goku said happily, stopping in front of Vegeta and looking down at
him. A slow blush spread across his cheeks as he noticed Vegeta�s obvious
arousal; Vegeta followed Goku�s eyes and growled.

�Kisama!
Don�t you ever knock?� Vegeta yelled, standing and pushing Goku out of his way.

Goku
fell back a step, frowning. �I�m sorry Vegeta��

�Well
you should be! What do you want, anyway?� He asked, turning to look out the
window, his cheeks red with embarrassment.

�Well�I�I
wanted to talk is all�� Goku mumbled, his hands plucking at the front of his
Saiyan uniform. Vegeta looked at him, his eyes softening slightly. Why the hell
did he have to look so good in that armor? So�Saiyan. A shiver ran down his
back as he remembered the last d�j� vu he had.

�Talk
about what?� He asked, turning his back to Goku once again.

�Well�I
dunno�you were mad earlier�and�well�I don�t want you to be mad. I�I kinda
thought you�d be happy for me�� Goku said softly, looking down at his shuffling
feet. Vegeta cringed.

A
long silence stretched between them. Minutes later, Vegeta finally spoke. �I am
happy for you, baka.�

Goku
glanced upwards. �You are?�

�I
said I was, didn�t I?� Vegeta growled, turning his head slightly. Goku nodded.

Goku
shuffled some more. �Did you miss me?�

Vegeta
spun around. �What?!�

Goku
blinked. �Did you miss me? You know�when I was gone?�

Vegeta
could feel the sweat beginning to form on his brow as he endured under the
other man�s hopeful gaze. What was he supposed to say? Vegeta�s mind spun with
possible answers he could give, but none seemed to satisfy him. He snorted.
�Why should you care? What were you doing all that time, anyway?�

Goku
frowned. �I care because I do; and as for what I was doing�well�lots of things,
I suppose. I tested on Vegeta-sei, served on Frieza�s ship, went to another
planet�met my father�I was busy, Vegeta.�

�Hn.
Obviously.� Vegeta replied, his arms crossing over his chest.

Goku�s
frown deepened. �What�s that supposed to mean?�

�Nothing.
Forget it, baka.� Vegeta replied shortly. Goku was about to respond when the
sound of footsteps made him turn and look towards the doorway. Bulma smiled,
looking tired.

�I
thought I�d drop by and say goodnight; I�m going to bed early, I�m so
exhausted!� She exclaimed with a yawn.

Goku
smiled and lifted his hand �Goodnight, Bulma�and thanks again for your help.�

After
she disappeared down the hall, Goku turned back to Vegeta, who was staring at
him strangely.

�Well?�
Goku asked, taking a few steps forward.

�Well
what, Kakarotto?� Vegeta replied softly.

�You
never answered my question.� Goku pointed out.

�What
do you think the answer is?� Vegeta asked, not believing he was actually
playing this little game.

Goku
was silent as he met Vegeta�s steady gaze.

�You
were gone for a lot longer than I thought you would be..� Vegeta started, then
paused, searching for words. �You�I�I�didn�t know if I could get you back or
not. I didn�t even know where that damned thing had taken you.� Vegeta took a
deep breath and scowled slightly. �I waited�dammit�why does it seem like I
waited so long? It was only a few weeks�it seems like it was decades.� He asked
himself, confused. Goku was suddenly standing directly in front of him. Vegeta looked
up meeting Goku�s eyes; they seemed to be smiling at him, as if they knew
something he did not.

�So
you did miss me.� Goku stated quietly, a flush of pleasure washing over
him.

Vegeta
looked away. �Yes. Baka.� He replied, his voice rougher than usual.

�Vegeta��
Goku said softly, his hand stroking the upswept flame of hair, making Vegeta
jerk violently, his face turning back to glare at Goku in question.

�Why
did you miss me?� Goku asked, his eyes wide with wonder.

�What�what
do you mean, why? Hell, I don�t even know the answer to that!� Vegeta
growled, his anger building.

A
soft chuckle echoed through the room; Goku smiled at Vegeta, his hand grasping
the Prince�s shoulder firmly. �Vegeta�you were with me nearly the entire time,
how could you miss me?�

*

�So�?�
Trunks asked Goten, his brow quirked with curiosity. They both sat on the couch
in the family room, flipping through the channels on the TV.

�What?�
Goten questioned in return, stretching out on the couch, his back against one
of the armrests, his legs draped over Trunks� lap.

�What
was he like, baka?� Trunks growled, poking a finger into Goten�s shoulder.

�Ouch!
What was who like?!� Goten growled back, rubbing his shoulder, eyebrows drawn
into a scowl. Trunks looked at him, surprised.

�Raditz,
who else?!�

�Oh�.
well�he was really tall and big�and had long spiky hair; to me he looked a bit
like your otousan.� Goten replied, tossing a handful of popcorn into his mouth.

Trunks
made a face. �You slept with someone that looked like �tousan? Ugh.�� A pause.�

�So
give me details.�

Goten
blinked. �You want to know about��

Trunks
grinned and nodded. �Of course�I want all the juicy details!�

Cramming
another handful of popcorn into his mouth, Goten paused to think, his eyes
growing smaller as a thought came to him. �Why don�t you just scan my memory
and watch it for yourself?� His tone dropped, his voice becoming a throaty
whisper as he smirked.

�Eh�.
you�d let me do that, Goten?� Trunks asked, his eyes wide; he couldn�t contain
the excitement that flashed through them at the idea.

Goten
didn�t answer; he simply sat up, moving the popcorn bowl to the floor, lifted
Trunks� hand to his forehead and closed his eyes, relaxing against his best
friend. Trunks hesitated, and then closed his own eyes, diving into the other
man�s brain as if it were a swimming pool. He mentally swam through the web of
thoughts and emotions, staying completely clear of them, focusing on only what
he had come there for. Soon he burst through the web and came to a shimmering
pool of obsidian; the liquid was not water..it was very thick, and it stirred
slowly as his arrival created a small flurry of warm wind. This was the pool of
Goten�s memories. It was pretty simple to find the ones he wanted, as much time
hadn�t passed since the incident. He began, but Goten�s inner voice told him to
go a little bit farther back, to Goten and Raditz�s first encounter; it was
from there that he watched as it played out, as if he had been right there.

*

�What
in Kami�s name are you talking about, Kakarotto?� Vegeta exclaimed, looking at
Goku as if he had lost his mind. Goku simply smiled, staring deeply into his
eyes.

�Vegeta�don�t
you remember?� Goku asked softly, his smile faltering somewhat.

�Remember
what, baka!? There is nothing to remember! You were there, and I was here,
playing hell to get you back! Did you hit your head or something??� Vegeta
asked, worry beginning to show on his face.

Goku
shook his head as if arguing with himself. �No�I
know it�s there�I know it is. Just a little deeper�� He thought to himself.
�Vegeta, listen. You were with me,
you just have to remember.�

Vegeta
growled, pulling away. �I don�t have to do anything of the sort, Kakarotto! I
don�t know what the hell�� A low rumble cut him off. Goku lowered his head, his
chin nearly resting on his chest as he glared across the room at Vegeta,
growling. In three quick steps he closed in and had Vegeta yanked off the floor
by the front of his shirt, his eyes flashing dangerously.

�Shut
up, Vegeta.� Goku growled, the corners of his lips lifting to bare his teeth as
he spoke. Vegeta stared at him, too shocked to even struggle in the man�s grip.
�You mean too much to me�I can�t let you forget�� before Vegeta knew what was
happening, hot moist lips were pressed firmly against his own.

�What the fuck
is going on�he�s�no, he is NOT kissing me!� Vegeta shrieked to himself,
feeling even more confused as conflicting emotions ran rampant through his mind
and body. He felt Goku�s tongue lap at his lips, forcing them open and slipping
into his mouth, his fists clenching the material at Goku�s shoulders. The
forcefulness behind the kiss suddenly vanished, and Vegeta found himself
floating, that soft tongue stroking and caressing his own, Goku�s warm lips
moving against his sensually; as if under a spell, Vegeta began kissing back,
his own tongue darting out to mate with Goku�s. �His scent is�it�s so�strong�and powerful. I never noticed how good he
smelled�and tastes�Just like in my dreams�Kami..his taste is divine, like spun
sugar�� His thoughts wandered, and
soon he found himself thinking about the first time he had been under the man�s
spell�the first time he had tasted this sweet oblivion.

�What is it
about this man that draws me so? Why do I find him so�attractive? It�s like I�m
under a spell of some kind.� Vegeta thought idly as he lowered his face,
exhaling shakily as his lips brushed the sleeping man�s ever so softly, the
prince�s dark eyes rolling closed at the heat that flared unexpectedly between
his legs; a small moan escaped his throat before he could quell it.

Vegeta
blinked and froze in Goku�s arms. Goku continued to kiss him until he realized
Vegeta had stopped, and opened his eyes in question. Finally, he pulled away.
�Vegeta�?�

�That�never�happened��
Vegeta muttered softly, his brows drawn together in confusion.

His eyes were
suddenly wide as power exploded around him, a strong hand wrapping itself
around his throat. He choked out a small cry as he was lifted off the ground by
his neck, his hands clawing at the offending appendage before his struggles
stopped all together as awe set in. His bulging eyes were still as he watched
the strange metamorphosis before him, as Goku�s hair was suddenly on fire with
a golden haze, the power beating against him was deliciously arousing, it�s
taste like ambrosia on his tongue.

Goku
looked at Vegeta worriedly, holding him tightly as the man�s eyes seemed to
turn to glass. �Vegeta�what�s wrong? What never happened??� As soon as the
words left his mouth, he knew. It was beginning.

Flashback~

�What are you
staring at, Baka?� Vegeta snorted at him, an amused smile twitching at his
lips. �Get dressed. We�re going to spar.� He said before pulling the blue shirt
over his head.

�Spar?� Goku
asked as he reached for his blue bodysuit.

A pause. �Yes,
spar. You know, fight?� Vegeta answered wryly. At Goku�s nod, he continued. �It
wouldn�t be right for you to continue being my body guard if I don�t even know
how good you are. You�re powerful,� He began before narrowing his eyes, his
hands busy as they pulled white gloves over his digits. �but you will never
beat me. So don�t be arrogant about your skills, for your prince will always be
above you in every way.�

Flashback~

"This man
is getting more and more mysterious; I must know more about him, but it�s
nearly impossible to pry, as no one knows anything about him." He frowned,
his teeth grinding together. "Maybe if I corner that half-breed son of
his�" His eyes gleamed, an evil smirk lifting one side of his lip. Vegeta
sat back in his seat, crossing his arms. Perhaps that plan would work. Perhaps
not. But it was worth a try, after all. When the two of them returned, he would
make sure to pay a visit to "Goten".

Flashback~

Vegeta turned
his head slightly, moist lips separating as his mouth opened to give way to his
panting, his eyes squeezing themselves together tightly as wave after wave of
pleasure washed over him, his ass being pounded almost savagely by the
beautiful God-like creature behind him. The planet�s silence was disrupted by
Goku�s primal roar of pleasure, and Vegeta felt the power surge from the other
man�s body into his own, his eyes wide with wonder as the power flickered
around them, igniting everything in a golden light.

Vegeta
whimpered, his body beginning to tremble in Goku�s arms. �N�no�what is this?
What the FUCK IS THIS?!� He screamed, terrified eyes lifting to meet Goku�s.

�Shhh�shhh,
Vegeta. Its ok�are�are you remembering now?� Goku asked softly while lowering
himself to Vegeta�s bed, sitting on the edge of it with Vegeta still held
firmly in his arms. Vegeta scowled, shaking his head.

�This�this
isn�t right. These aren�t�they�.oh my God�oh my god�.no�.you�.� His eyes
widened as he stared at Goku, his fear turning to rage.

Flashback~

�Goku�Kakarotto�.�
Vegeta whispered, his eyes slightly narrowed. �Tell me something.�

�Anything�.�
Goku replied, lifting his arms to let his large hands travel over Vegeta�s
muscular chest.

�Are you in
love with him?� Vegeta asked, his voice quiet and void of any emotion. Goku�s
hands stopped in their travels, his eyes lifting to meet Vegeta�s
questioningly.

�Him�who?� He
asked, confused.

Vegeta snorted
and rolled his eyes, eyes that had become suspiciously glossy. �Him, baka. Me.
The other me. The�the one who calls you Kakarotto.�

Goku�s heart
became heavy with dread, having not anticipated this question. He would
not�could not�lie to Vegeta. He sighed softly, his eyes closing briefly before
he opened them again, just in time to see twin tears fall from Vegeta�s eyes
and run lazily down his pale cheeks.

�You don�t
have to answer verbally. You�ve just answered me with your reaction.� He said
calmly, his tears seeming to dissipate immediately. Those would be the last
tears Goku would see Vegeta shed.

Flashback~

�Don�t say it.
Don�t say anything else.� Vegeta swallowed. �I�ll wait for you, Gok�Kakarotto.
I�ll work so hard�and make you proud of me. I want to be as strong as you when
we meet next.�

Goku smiled
softly, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on the young prince�s mouth, which
was returned gently. �I�ve enjoyed serving you, prince Vegeta ; Please, no
matter what happens in the future, remember two things. You are my prince, now
and forever; you always have been. That is the first thing.�

Vegeta winced,
swallowing and blinking rapidly to keep his tears in check. He would NOT cry
again. ��and the second thing?�

� The second
is that�that..I love you.� He said softly, stroking his thumb over Vegeta�s
trembling lower lip. �I have to go. Take care, my prince.�

�NOOOOOOOO!�
Vegeta screamed, his hands flying to his face. �No�.no�no!� his head wrenched
back and forth as he tried to clear the new memories from his mind. Something
was overwhelming his blinding rage�pain, sadness and a swelling heat in his
chest�an emotion so strong��Damn you!� Vegeta spit, pushing himself away from
Goku so that he fell flat on the floor. He crawled backwards a few feet and sat
staring at the man, his eyes blurred with tears, his mouth twisted in pain.

�You�damn
you! You left me! You fucking left me there�and�and�you�how could you do that
to me, Kakarotto? You leave here and go back and fuck with my head when�I was
just a boy, and then you left me again! What the fuck is wrong with you??� He
snarled, turning away before his tears could fall down his cheeks. �He won�t see me cry�he will NOT see me cry
again!� ��

Goku
sat on the bed, his eyes wide and confused. He didn�t know what to do, or even
what to say. He wouldn�t deny what he had done, but for some reason he hadn�t
really seen himself as the �bad guy� until now. Now that Vegeta put it the way
he had, it sounded much more horrible than he had ever imagined.

�Vegeta�I�please,
don�t be angry with me�� He began, pleading, begging. �I didn�t mean to hurt
you�you know that! I would never�I just wanted to be with you! �

�Then
why couldn�t you leave�.that
boy�alone! You had to go fucking with the past, I knew you couldn�t go back
without fucking something up!� Vegeta yelled, throwing his arms in the air.
�Why couldn�t you have just come to me!?�

It
was Goku�s turn to get angry. �Fuck you, Vegeta!� He raged as he jumped to his
feet. �How the hell was I supposed to do that? Just come right out and say it?
Yeah right! You would have laughed in my face! Never, Vegeta. Dammit! I�m
sorry! I saw my chance, and I took it, alright?�

�Seen
your chance to FUCK with me! You can�t just force feelings like this one me,
Kakarotto! It�s�it�s not right!� Vegeta hissed, standing to glare at Goku
defiantly; he watched as Goku seemed to deflate, and was annoyed by the pain he
felt seeing the man�s world come crashing down around him.

��.force
the feelings�you mean�you don�t feel�that way�towards me.� Goku muttered
softly, his eyes filled with pain.

Vegeta
turned from him, ready to sling an insult at him, but caught himself. He stood,
his mouth open and ready, but he couldn�t say it. Couldn�t deny�. Vegeta hung
his head, eyes closing tightly before he turned slowly back around to face
Goku. When he did, he cringed visibly at the man�s devastated appearance. A
massive wave of emotion hit him as more memories trickled in, making him slump
against the wall, his eyes softening.

�Kakarotto�
those feelings�they were there. I just�I just didn�t want them there.� Vegeta
answered with a sigh, his muscled arms crossing snugly over his chest. His mind
turned over and over again as he delved into these new memories, shaking his
head lightly at how much his younger self had really come to know the taller
Saiyan. Goku�s countenance hadn�t brightened with his admittance of feelings;
Vegeta frowned, pursing his lips.

�Dammit,
Kakarotto�I have more reason to be upset right now than you do. First of all, I
went through hell trying to get you back from the past, then I find out you
were�involved with me�now I have this�pain�and emotion that I�m not accustomed
to. Part of me�one that I didn�t even know existed until now, is screaming that
you left me back there, alone, to deal with Frieza and all that crap, and made
me wait all this time for you�. so long�dammit�� He broke off, his voice
faltering as he stepped closer to Goku. �It was so long, Kakarotto�I was so
alone, you don�t even understand�I waited for you, and waited�.� Vegeta
stopped, his hands flailing as he could not convey what he wanted to with
words. It was simply too hard to explain when in all reality, it didn�t make
sense.

�I�m
so sorry, Vegeta�� Goku whispered, swallowing hard as he reached with his hand
towards Vegeta; Vegeta slapped the hand away disdainfully.

Goku
paused, dropping his arm. �Vegeta, please don�t be like that. You know I just
want to make you happy�I always have!�

Vegeta
snorted. �You may have convinced him of that, but you certainly haven�t
convinced me. We may be the same person, but we are different. Thanks to you.�
He snorted.

�You
need convincing then?� Goku asked, his eyes narrowing slightly, his voice soft
and low.

*

Trunks
sat next to Goten, stunned; he had watched the whole ordeal�in detail. Suddenly
it wasn�t the act itself that had him feeling uneasy, it was the overwhelming
feeling of arousal that had enveloped him while he watched. He trembled lightly
in his need, staring off in a daze. Goten blinked a few times, watching Trunks
warily.

�Trunks-kun?�
Goten asked softly, moving closer to him. His first thought was that Trunks was
shaking with anger. Trunks turned to look at him, his eyes wandering down the
younger man�s body before returning Goten�s gaze.

�Huh?�
He asked, shaking the invisible cobwebs from his head.

�Are
you ok?� Goten asked, placing a hand on Trunks� shoulder. Trunks nodded.

�Yea...wow��
He paused, and then shook his head again. �Wow. That was�um�wow.� Was all
Trunks could manage.

Goten
chuckled as he caught the faint scent of Trunks arousal and understood the
man�s reaction. �So, you liked it then?�

Trunks
blinked at him, then shrugged his shoulder lightly. �I�well yea, I guess I did.
It was a huge turn-on to watch; I can�t believe how feral you were! Geez�I
didn�t think�.well�hell, I don�t know!� He laughed a bit uneasily. Goten simply
gave his best �Son� grin.

*

Vegeta
growled. �No, Kakarotto, I do NOT need convincing!� He watched with darkened
eyes as Goku stepped towards him. �Until I get all of the memories, I have no
clue as to what else you might have done to me on your little �trip�.

Goku
paused, looking down at the smaller man. �So you don�t remember everything?� He
asked, one eyebrow lifting slightly.

�No;
and maybe I should be thankful after what one of the last memories contained.�
He scowled as he replied, teeth gritting together in anger.

Goku
smirked, lowering his head. �C�mon, Vegeta�it couldn�t have been that bad�� He
purred, reaching out to grab Vegeta�s wrist as the man had tried to jump
backwards away from him.

�Kakarotto!
Let me go!� Vegeta hissed, attempting to jerk his wrist free from the iron
grip.

�No.�
Goku answered with a grin just before he leaned in to capture Vegeta�s lips in
a soft kiss. Vegeta�s body stiffened at the sudden touch, pausing as he tried
to push away the gossamer sheet of arousal that clung to him like glue. Goku
inhaled deeply as he pulled away, looking into Vegeta�s eyes.

�I
can smell it, you know.� Goku whispered against Vegeta�s mouth.

Vegeta
struggled with his hormones. �Sm..smell what, Kakarotto?� Vegeta managed to
ask, sounding slightly annoyed.

�You
want me.� Goku said softly before pressing a quick tender kiss to Vegeta�s
mouth. �You want me as much as I want you.� Another quick kiss. �Don�t deny me,
Vegeta.� Goku�s tongue slid easily from its confinement to lick greedily at the
prince�s lower lip. �Don�t deny your self.� He finished, his tongue slipping
through Vegeta�s defenses to twirl itself around Vegeta�s own.

Vegeta
moaned softly against Goku�s mouth, his free hand moving up to push at Goku�s
chest. �No�� He muttered when he managed to break the kiss; he truly hadn�t
wanted to, the passion was stirring in his blood, making him want more�need
more. �Kami, the man�s taste is like an
aphrodisiacal drug.�

Goku
growled in frustration, his hand slipping between them to stroke against Vegeta�s
firm erection, his eyes darkening as he smirked. His suspicions had been
correct; the scent of the man�s arousal was far too strong for Vegeta to even
hide it. Vegeta was just as turned on as himself, if not more so.

�Kakarotto��
Vegeta began, his voice weakening as his breath hitched.

�Shhh��
Goku growled in Vegeta�s ear, his tongue lashing out to lick the sweat-seasoned
skin.

Vegeta
hissed, trying to escape the vise-like grip the man had on his wrists; Goku
chuckled, swiftly sticking his foot behind Vegeta and pushing him backwards,
making them both fall to the floor with a loud crash. Goku pressed himself
between the prince�s slightly parted thighs, rubbing his arousal against the
smaller man, his eyes fluttering closed at the delicious sensations that ran
through his body as he did so. Vegeta squirmed, cursing and muttering softly,
his breath coming in short gasps as he tried to control his own arousal. �This isn�t happening�.I�I can�t believe
this is happening!� He screamed mentally, nearly fainting as Goku stopped,
looking him dead in the eye.

�Yes
it is, Vegeta. Believe it.�

�W..wh�what?�
Vegeta replied, his eyes wide. He hadn�t said that out loud�

Gazing
into Vegeta�s wide dark eyes, Goku watched as Vegeta�s resolve began to unravel
quickly - it was now or never. His grip on Vegeta tightened and his face closed
the small space between them.

Vegeta
whined softy as Goku swooped in and claimed his lips once again, both men
automatically tilting opposite of each other to deepen the gentle yet
passionate kiss; He still struggled weakly against his bonds, but he couldn�t
help but grow fond of his fleshy imprisonment, especially the way the taller
Saiyan gently stroked his confined wrists with his thumbs - a simple act of
tenderness that made his damp flesh tingle with excitement.

Goku
withdrew with hesitation, gazing transfixed into the inky eyes of his prince,
which at that moment were glazed with a desperate sexual longing that was just
beginning to awaken within Vegeta. His hands released the smaller man�s wrists
before he moved his arms to lift himself off of Vegeta�s body, hovering closely
still. He sat up and straddled the prince�s hips, moving his hands to pull the
thin black tank top from Vegeta�s torso, and then slid down the prince�s body
until he was nearly at his feet. He lifted his gaze in time to see Vegeta rise
up on his elbows, watching him with eyes that burned with both craving and
suspicion; however, the older man didn�t say a word as Goku, still continuing
to hold Vegeta�s gaze, slipped his fingers under the waistband of Vegeta�s
tight shorts and pulled them down, lifting himself so that he could pull them
completely off. With a quick movement, both articles of clothing were tossed to
the side, landing with a soft sound near the door.

Vegeta
watched Goku closely as he was stripped of his clothing; to his own surprise,
he didn�t struggle, didn�t protest as the last garment was slipped from his
body, leaving him naked, his erection in full view for the other Saiyan to see.
He flushed slightly, his cheeks tinting a light pink shade, but Goku didn�t
notice. It seemed the man was more interested in other parts of his body at the
moment.

Goku�s
eyes swept over Vegeta�s form, his hunger growing, his appetite raging in an
animalistic inferno of yearning and desire. His hands splayed across Vegeta�s
sculpted abdomen, his fingers stroking the soft flesh there. Vegeta made a soft
noise, and Goku was forced to look away from the muscled form.

Vegeta�s
unease had tripled the past few seconds; once he caught sight of the change in
Goku�s eyes�what he saw there, scared him. It terrified him to the most inner
core of his being. The man�s eyes conveyed much more than Vegeta wanted to see;
longing, desire, arousal, a craving type of loving-hunger that Vegeta had never
seen before�at least never aimed towards himself.

He
longed for the man�hungered for his touch�but Vegeta could not begin to
comprehend it actually happening, no matter what these new memories told him.
If the man had fucked his younger self in the past, fine�but that wasn�t him.
It simply wasn�t. A small voice whispered that perhaps he wished it had been
him, and that�s why he was so angry. �Oh
shut up!� he growled at himself before kicking Goku away from him and
scrambling backwards.

Goku
landed on his back, but recovered quickly. Within seconds, he had Vegeta in his
grasp again.

�Kakarotto,
let me go this instant! I mean it, baka!� Vegeta growled, struggling as Goku
settled himself in a cross-legged position on the floor, pulling Vegeta up onto
his lap to straddle him.

�Vegeta,
why do you keep running? I don�t understand it�I know you want me�.� Goku
murmured. His arms slipped under Vegeta�s, his large hands stroking Vegeta�s
back reassuringly. He lowered his head, trailing soft wet kisses down his
prince�s neck, his groin throbbing with need.

Vegeta
huffed, his back arching against his will as his arousal brushed against the
soft cloth at Goku�s stomach. Pausing in his kisses, Goku�s tongue flickered
out to run upwards from Vegeta�s collarbone to his lower lip, where Goku
suckled the soft swollen flesh there, savoring Vegeta�s oral sweetness. A small
moan escaped Vegeta�s throat, but only served to awaken the prince from Goku�s
seducing gestures; yanking his head away and to the side, Vegeta growled.

�Don�t
make this so hard, Vegeta.� Goku said softly against the prince�s ear. Vegeta
turned to face him and spat in his face. Goku closed his eyes against the wet
intrusion, and Vegeta smirked at his cleverness; that is, until Goku�s eyes
blinked back open quickly, his neutral expression curling into a dark smirk
that rivaled even Vegeta�s. The smirk softened, as Goku wiped the saliva off
his face, acting as if it didn�t happen.

One
arm tightened itself around Vegeta�s waist as the other began tugging at his
chest plate, which fell to the floor with a soft thud; next Goku began removing
his body suit, and then his boots. He was completely bare in less than a
minute. Vegeta�s eyes widened slightly as his body was pressed tightly against
Goku�s, their arousals brushing against each other teasingly. �K..Kakarotto��
He stuttered, his arms pushing at Goku�s shoulders as if to get away, his tail
slashing back and forth behind him irritably.

Goku�s
eyes strayed over the prince�s shoulder to watch the furry appendage, his smile
widening. His own tail slid forward to caress Vegeta�s cheek, bristling with
excitement as it touched the soft damp flesh. Vegeta blinked with surprise.

Goku
had hardly acknowledged his tail since it had grown back a few months back; as
a matter of fact, it was as if the warrior had decided to just ignore it
completely. Vegeta�s eyes closed as the tail swooped over his face, his chest
rising as he inhaled the scent of the fur into his nostrils, shivering softly
as the musky scent that he had grown to love filled his senses; the scent that
had invaded his dreams the last few weeks, taunting him. Suddenly a clever idea
wound it�s way into his head, shoving his arousal aside. If he could just grab
Goku�s tail�he could put the man in his place and cause quite a bit of pain
while he was at it. Without a second thought, his hand shot out over Goku�s
shoulder to grip the tail tightly, but not tight enough to cause pain.

Goku
gasped, his eyes widening with surprise; Vegeta was grinning at him madly, a
hint of sadistic pleasure gleaming in his narrowed eyes. �What will you do now,
Kakarotto? You�ve been too trusting, as always; and now I have your tail.�
Vegeta chuckled.

Goku
watched the smaller Saiyan calmly, which served to irritate Vegeta even more.

�Don�t
you know what that means, baka?? I can cause you pain�� he gripped the tail tightly in his fist,
growing annoyed as Goku simply grunted softly at the assault. �Or I can cause
you pleasure.� Vegeta purred, his other hand reaching up over Goku�s other
shoulder to stroke the tail section that wiggled in his grip. Goku didn�t
respond, but smiled. Vegeta growled. �What are you smiling at, asshole?�

�Nothing,
Vegeta-sama.� Goku answered softly. Suddenly the taller saiyan�s tail twitched,
the tip whipping itself around both Vegeta�s wrists and squeezing roughly until
the prince let go of its lower section. Vegeta�s arms were yanked forward over
both of Goku�s shoulders where the restraining tail held them snugly, coiling
itself around the wrists one last time for security. Vegeta turned red with
anger.

�Baka!
Don�t touch me!� He screamed, throwing his weight against Goku�s chest in
attempt to knock him over. Goku smiled deviously, letting his arms fall down to
catch Vegeta�s legs and wrapped them around his waist with ease. Vegeta
sputtered, his eyes growing large as he felt the other man�s arousal between
them. �Kakarotto!� He whispered desperately, pulling at his wrists to try and
break free.

Goku�s
eyes closed as he nuzzled Vegeta�s neck. �Yes, Ouji-Sama?� He whispered, laying
soft kisses on the smooth delicate skin. He felt the smaller man shiver in his
embrace, smiling at the slight thrust of Vegeta�s hips, something Vegeta had
tried to hold back, but could not. Goku�s hands slid gently up Vegeta�s bare
back as he pulled away to gaze into Vegeta�s stunned eyes. Neither man spoke
for those vital few seconds before they both leaned towards each other, parted
lips meeting in a sensuous kiss; their mouths melted together, tongues dueling
passionately as waves of heated bliss washed over them both.

Goku
sighed softly into the kiss, his left hand lifting to slip over Vegeta�s cheek
in a gentle caress, his other hand slipping downward between them. Vegeta
gasped as Goku fingered the soft fur at Vegeta�s groin, his hand pausing to
curl around Vegeta�s erection; he bucked, his eyes rolling as the heat in his
lower belly lurched, making his cock stiffen painfully. He then blinked as he
abruptly realized that his wrists were free, the offending tail was now rubbing
itself against his own, causing goose bumps to break out on his skin.

Vegeta
idly thought about punching the taller man in the gut, but decided against it
as their kisses became heated, mouths moving swiftly against each other,
tongues lashing back and forth outside their mouths, licking and sucking in
unison. The smaller Saiyan tightened his hold around Goku�s neck, his legs
squeezing themselves around the man�s waist, enjoying the pleasured moan from
Goku as he put pressure on his straining cock.

�Vegeta��
Goku panted, his eyes filled with desire. His hands had moved to Vegeta�s lower
back, where he was pushing Vegeta forward so that their arousals rubbed
together. Vegeta moaned softly and shook his head.

�Kakarotto�No,
I�� his command was devoured by Goku�s mouth, his kisses more demanding this
time.

�Shut
up, Vegeta.� Goku whispered before continuing his assault, his tongue delving
deeply into Vegeta�s mouth, twirling itself around Vegeta�s roughly. Vegeta
answered back with the same show of power, and after a few minutes of the oral
power-struggle, they broke apart, panting and moaning against each other, hips
thrusting, fingers digging into fevered flesh.

Vegeta
arched his back, his breath coming in steady gasps, his mind nearly numb with
anticipation. He was so turned on, he doubted anything would douse the flames
that incinerated his insides; anything except that man before him. His eyes
cracked open to gaze longingly at Goku, who had arched his own back, his arms
out behind him to steady himself. His thick-corded neck was bent back, lush
lips open in silent ecstasy, thick black eyelashes twitching upon the tops of
his cheekbones as his eyes pressed themselves together each time Vegeta thrust
his cock against his.

�Vegeta��
Goku whispered softly, his eyes opening to meet Vegeta�s. Vegeta started as
thin trails of tears streaked Goku�s cheeks. He arched again as their hard
flesh met, his trembling hand reaching out to wipe one of the tears away. He
looked at his hand and brought it to his mouth, licking the salty fluid from
his skin. Suddenly, his mind was seized with more memories, these a little more
intimate than the last, though he showed no indication of the change, aside
from a slight pause in his movements.

�Kami�why does
he care? When�when did he begin feeling this way about me?� He wondered
silently after the memories surfaced. The passionate scenes made him ache even
more than he already was, and a soft moan made it�s way past his lips as he
reached down between their sweat-slicked bodies to fondle Goku�s erection; Goku
moaned loudly, his eyes squeezing tightly shut.

�Vegeta�.oh
Kami�� Goku�s voice shook with need, as did the muscles in his arms that were
still holding his upper body erect.

�Kakarotto��
Vegeta answered as he leaned forward to lap at the small droplets of sweat on
the other man�s chest.� Suddenly he
found himself being lifted by strong arms and then seated against Goku�s groin.
He shuddered softly as he eyed the thick, firm cock found there, its tip
moistened by a trickling of creamy white liquid that had escaped its narrow
slit.

Strong
thighs lifting and maneuvering briefly, Vegeta growled and hissed with pleasure
as the thick wet flesh stabbed at his tight opening, stretching him slowly as
it entered him. Goku lifted him, sliding the head back out and repeating the
process, filling Vegeta to the hilt with his rock hard flesh the second time.
Both men panted against each other�s lips as they paused, Vegeta�s fingers
entangled tightly in Goku�s disorderly locks of ebony, Goku�s fingers dug
painfully into the flesh at Vegeta�s hips.

Goku
moved so that he was kneeling, and then unhooked Vegeta�s legs from his waist,
twisting him around so that he was facing away from Goku. Vegeta made a soft noise
in protest but they were drowned his grunts of approval as Goku began steadily
thrusting into him from behind. Vegeta slid his legs to encircle back around
Goku�s thighs, his teeth grinding together as Goku thrust hard, hitting
something inside of Vegeta that literally made him see bursts of light behind
his eyes.

Sweat
poured from Goku�s forehead as he pushed deeper into Vegeta, his mind whirling
as his long-time hunger was fed, and deliciously so. His teeth raked at the
skin on the back of Vegeta�s shoulder, his head lifting to lap at the sweat
that ran in clear rivulets down the back of the prince�s neck.

�Kami,
Vegeta�.you taste so good�.feel so good�� He panted, his hips jerking wildy as
electrifying waves flowed through him.

�Nn�n�.Kaka�rotto��
Vegeta panted, his moans becoming louder and more frequent as Goku�s momentum
soared. His world tipped and spun as Goku slipped a hand around his waist,
grabbing his oozing cock and stroking it teasingly, his fingertips slipping
over the sweet trickle of juice and rubbing it around the head, making Vegeta
cry out, hips thrusting forward into the larger Saiyan�s hand, then slamming
back into the man�s length. �Oh Kami�!� He half-whimpered. Goku began growling
in his ear, sharp teeth nipping savagely at his lobe and down the side of his
neck. A loud desperate howl echoed through the room, and it took Vegeta a few
seconds to realize that it was he who was making the horrid noise; his mind had
went numb, but his feverish body felt every impact as Goku slammed his thick
arousal into his body, a loud, moist noise emitted as Goku�s groin slapped
against his ass.

Goku
grunted, his legs and back muscles burning as he pressed them both towards
climax. �I only hope my legs don�t give
out first�� he thought to himself before Vegeta began writhing against him,
his neck arching back, face contorted in a intense mask of ecstasy. Goku�s body
quivered in response, his cock seeming to expand immensely, pulsating within
the tight passageway to massage Vegeta�s inner walls, sending the Saiyan prince
over the edge into oblivion.

�K�Ghhhaaaaaaa�.ahhh!!�
Vegeta shrieked, his body stiffening, his quivering length releasing an
impressive stream of hot semen into Goku�s waiting hand. Goku whimpered, his
grip tightening on Vegeta�s hips as his own climax crashed over him.

Vegeta
felt Goku�s body tense behind him, the small whimper warning him to hold on�it
was going to be bumpy. Sure enough, Goku�s cock drove into him savagely as the
man screamed his pleasure to the world, the air around them snapping and
crackling with raw power as Goku�s body powered up to Super Saiyan form.

�Vegetaaaahhhhhhhh!�
Goku moaned loudly with one last thrust of his hips as creamy molten liquid
spurted inside of Vegeta, leaking out around Goku�s cock to run in thick
streams down the backs of Vegeta�s thighs. With one last tremble, Goku�s legs
gave out, sending both men crashing to the floor into a heap of sweaty flesh.
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