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By : Vegetaswriter
Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male
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Blissful satisfaction

          Vegeta toyed with the collar of his midnight black dress coat, the finely woven fabric shimmered with dark blue highlights under the high illumination of his room; fingering the white intricate embroidery symbolizing the Royal house of Vegeta, trailing his finger to trace the swirls and weaves of the lines, this was tailored just for him, the creators of such a beautiful piece of clothing were masters of the art. Vegeta was myriad with compliments on his appearance, and was given many kind words for the future; himself and bonded mate.

            Brolly’s letter was a fact now, no longer wistful thinking, he marched into the council that day demanding his hand and seal their relationship with an everlasting bond. Brolly’s request created a tremendous uproar amongst the nobles and elites and as Brolly mentioned before proprieties be damned. He leapt into his godly form and declared a blood feud to whomever opposed his claims, that, needlessly said, shut them up and he did went to Vegeta’s rooms and stole that kiss.

            For Vegeta, it was soul shattering; feeling those lips press to his own, feeling the longing accompanied by the sweet action left him destroyed. When he was a cub he heard of those overly sweet fairytales and everlasting love, and scoffed at the idea, believing it was only to make cubs happy before they are tossed in the ring to fight. But in that moment, when his knees nearly collapsed, and his heart halted, he was living a fairytale. He was done, he lost his soul and heart to that man, he gave it over on a golden platter, and he has not regretted the decision; he knew he gave it to the most protective and loving Saiyan alive.

            Now bonded, the ceremony completed to the public eye, broadcasted to the entire planet, he was bonded to Brolly, now left the mating; and now he stood in-front of his mirror terrified. He cringed at the thought, he the Prince, was absolutely petrified like a cub on a stormy night in a strange land. His hands were clammy, and cold sweat nearly covered his whole body, his tail wrapped tightly around his waist practically cutting off blood circulation.

            He wasn’t naïve, he knew what was going to happen, he was educated sexually, he knew how and where cubs came from, and he knew Brolly wouldn’t hurt him; yet the fact of actually doing this almost had him turn tail and hide under his bed for the sake of not performing his now marital duties. It didn’t help either when he heard footsteps in the halls thinking it was his bonded coming to fully claim him, only to release a shaky breath when said footsteps echoed further down the hall.

            He turned his head from the mirror, scolding himself, his fear was irrational and quite juvenile, he was a grown man not some childish adolescent throwing their virginity to their ‘boyfriend’. Maybe he was frightened because he knew of sex, but in reality he knew nothing at all and his inexperience and ignorance of the subject would ruin a night that was suppose to be… magical… Vegeta flopped his ass down on the bed, palming his face in his hands, groaning his own self made angst and discontentment.

            His head shot up once he heard the light knocking on his door, the rush of fear and excitement almost rendered him speechless, his speech wavered; uncertainty heavily laced his voice as he spoke. “Come in.”

            Brolly timidly opened the door, letting it sway open, he could feel the tenseness coming off Vegeta in waves and offered a reassuring smile, but it only seemed to frighten him more. Brolly turned to the guards, relieving them from their post, he didn’t need any ears by the door; they didn’t need guards here, anyone would be foolish or suicidal to try anything when the power of a Super Saiyan was in his hold. Locking the door Brolly slowly made his way over to the shaken Prince, doing nothing that would alert him or cause him any more apprehension. Instead of being the typical manly man, busting through the door and claim his prize in a demanding passionate manner, he sat. Taking a seat next to the now frozen Prince, keeping his hands on his knees, and eyes cast to the floor; in slow breaths, gaining the courage needed, he spoke; quietly. “Vegeta… I…”

            “Brolly, I… I don’t have a clue on what to… do.” Vegeta stumbled, not acting at all like the well formed royal he was, instead near blabbering.

            Brolly chuckled, raising his head to look into the panic filled eyes of the Prince. “Me neither.”

            Vegeta shook his head in disbelief. “What… no, surly you must of before…”

            Brolly snorted humorously. “You would think so, but no. I’ve never done anything like… what we are about to… you know.” Brolly’s shoulders fell, it was his turn to feel that trepidation; Vegeta must of thought him a loser now.

            “How?” Vegeta’s brows furrowed. “You must have many chasing you.”

            Brolly raised a questioning brow. “And you didn’t…” Brolly sighed. “No, I never really had the chance to, I was always with my father training to, well, you know. Then I always had people watching me once I came to the Royal court, but honestly. I wasn’t interested. I didn’t care about mating or bonding, that is, until I saw you.” Brolly cupped Vegeta’s warm cheek in hand, leaning in to touch their foreheads together in a loving manner.

            Vegeta felt at ease, his worries and fears long gone, this was something new to the both of them, something they would experience for the first time together. Vegeta leaned into the touch, placing his hand on top of Brolly’s taking pleasure in being in each other’s company, in their room. Vegeta’s smile widened, yes their room, no longer a room for one.

            Vegeta’s breath ghosted over Brolly’s lips, making the man shiver from the heated air, enticing his parted lips. Vegeta leaned slightly in, his lips brushing over Brolly’s as he spoke. “I love you.” Vegeta tilted his head. “Mate me.” He moaned in his throat once Brolly locked their lips together, creating the slow burning need of desire.

            The gentle lip-lock grew into a fervent obsession to taste, and experience. Their tentative inexperienced lips moved in harmony, pressing together corner by corner, and a slick tongue slid across sealed lips; a bold move done by Brolly, nearly sending Vegeta collapsing down upon the mattress. Vegeta timidly opened his lips, bashfully returning the moist gesture, slipping his tongue across Brolly’s lips, groaning at the taste and the erotic image conjured in his mind. Vegeta opened heavy lids to gaze into Brolly’s flushed face, a equally pair of heavy eyes met his own; the moment shared was more sacred then life itself, this was eternal, this was everlasting; Vegeta weaved his arms over Brolly’s shoulders, pulling Brolly down on top of him as he laid down.

            Brolly gasped, awed by this action, the terror long gone from those dark eyes, replaced with a strange glaze, which he could only guess, lust. Brolly let out an appreciative low rumble, making his soon to be lover shiver under him, he pulled up, just enough room to remove all obstacles covering his love’s upper body. Courteously Brolly brought his questing hands to the buttons on Vegeta’s collar and paused, his eyes implored Vegeta, asking his permission, and received what he waited for, an uncomplicated nod. Brolly’s hands shivered in excitement, and with each snap of a button exposed the creamy skin, Brolly purred at the caramel tone of flesh peeking through the dark cloth, each inch exposed made his insides squirm in anticipation, his mouth dried once his gluttonous eyes feasted on a dusty harden nub, begging for his attention. Brolly unable to quell his temptation, wrapped a large arm around the Prince’s waist, hauling him forward, making the quivering Prince arch into him, his hands grazing he mattress as his chest connected with Brolly’s heated lips.

            Vegeta moaned loudly to the foreign touch, his arms draping over Brolly’s shoulders, his head tossed back exposing his delicate neck, the Prince looking like the virginal sacrifice to the hunger of a vampire. The lapping tongue toyed with his nipple, creating a strange strong ache in the pit of his belly, causing chills to rake his body from head to toe and back again. This Prince’s breath increased once a hand begun to finish the removal of his upper clothing, making his skin crawl with a powerful want, he needed to be touched.

            Brolly pulled away with a smack of his lips, his eyes feasted the sight facing him, his hand moved to the middle of the Prince’s shoulders holding him more easily. He rolled the taste of his Prince’s light sweat on his tongue, causing his manhood to pulse in exhilaration, bending his head he couldn’t stop himself from sweeping his tongue up the bare chest open to the elements of his hunger.

            “Brolly…” Vegeta pulled himself up more, purring deeply; affectionately. “I want to feel you.” Vegeta’s cheeks burned from embarrassment.

            Brolly smiled, pulling his love’s head to his, and nuzzled his love to comfort. He placed a kiss on those slack lips, feeling the tingle of the light touch still prickling. With a nod he stood from the bed, working the buttons of his clothing, never removing his eyes from his, now bashful, Prince. He smiled, loving that fact, loving the idea that this ‘heart of stone’ Prince would be shy, timid, and loving, only for him, only to him, only his. If the world knew of this Prince, Brolly would have a hard time keeping all males away. Brolly kept his mind at the task at hand, sliding down a sleeve he smirked cockily at the Prince’s violent shiver of pleasure.

            Vegeta felt his heart flutter, and his mind became mush once Brolly continued to slowly remove his sleeves, while giving him a peep show of his chest and abdominals. Vegeta felt his cock throb, and something else… a sensation he thought he would never ever experience, something he, at one point of time, didn’t want to experience. His body was becoming ready to mate, he felt a slick wetness come from him, making his cheeks slippery, causing them to slide against each other with every miniature movement. Vegeta’s eyes locked on the shirt as it fluttered to the floor below, trailing his gaze back to Brolly slowly, his head swooned, and his hands fell under, making him collapse onto his elbows holding the burden of his weight. Brolly was perfect in his eyes, sculpted, powerful, his upper body screamed masculinity, flawless... and Vegeta moaned.

            Brolly licked his lip, his hands reaching down to his belt, abruptly he paused; the scent of arousal and fertility almost sent him into a feral state. He hung his head, breathing through his mouth in deep hauls; his hands shakily undid the locks and snaps. He could practically hear Vegeta’s shudders, the scent filling his head with explicit imagery of blood and sweat; he licked his deadly canine, just about tearing his pants off his body, his tail flicking behind him in jerky snaps, musking, sending the scent directly to Vegeta’s brain.

            Vegeta’s tail answered with a loud thump on the mattress, his body shaking fiercely with the need to mate, Brolly’s musk went straight to his head making the apex of his privates wet and slick, and his entrance throb with want. He vaguely felt Brolly paw at his pants, his vision and mind lost within a red haze, he listened to the bang of his heart against his chest, his mouth quivered when a furry appendage slid across his parted lips; unsure if it was his or Brolly’s. He came back to a sliver of consciousness when he felt the cool air breezed over bare flesh; he blinked when he realized his legs were being parted.

            Brolly couldn’t slow his pace, the call for his self indulgence overpowered the want to take things slow, his desire to leave his bonded withering and crying out in pleasure, reaching his end several times before he would sheathed himself in the body below; but once he smelt the overwhelming sweet scent coming off Vegeta in waves left his planned pace out the window, and his cock cried out to experience the warm depths of another body, it had been denied for far too long.

            Brolly scanned over his flushed love, and shook under the lustful stare clouding his eyes. Brolly moved his body down, bringing his lips to seize the Prince’s, sealing them together as his hips settled downward. His hands manoeuvred down past the Prince’s hips to cup and spread the hard muscles of the Prince’s buttocks, his cock jumped in exhilarated enthusiasm.

            Vegeta’s breath hitched, making a sound closely described as a squeak. His body tensed, and his eyes implored Brolly’s for comfort.

            Brolly’s breathing increased, his eyes diluting once the tip of his engorged cock bumped the slick tightness, the gate to his paradise. He swallowed down the feral Oozaru roaring for freedom, he nuzzled the Prince’s chin. “Vegeta… this is”

            Vegeta’s hands held Brolly’s face, uncertainty and anxiety etched in his eyes. “I know Brolly.” Vegeta offered a reassuring minute smile. “Make me yours.” Vegeta wrapped his arms securely around Brolly’s broad shoulders, bringing his head to rest on the powerful muscles, and with a large gulp, he swallowed his fear and spread his smooth thighs further, wrapping them above the waist of his love.

            Brolly’s cock slipped against the moisture of Vegeta’s crevasse, grasping the lithe body closer to his much larger one, his cock flexed and jerked until it was settled against the opening once again, shuddering at the liquid fire oozing slowly around his tip; he couldn’t hold back anymore. In one swift fluid movement with his hips, he sheathed his mighty erection deep inside his now lover, ripping away both their innocents with one thrust. He convulsed at the feel of tearing away the tight-ring boundaries, ripping through the walls, claming them, the slickness thrilled him, each diminutive movement created a delicious friction surrounding his hungry cock. He shuddered above the Prince, feeling the Prince convulse with violent tremors, a choking whine filled his ears, and he knew the pain Vegeta must’ve been in.

            Vegeta opened his mouth expelling a coughing whine, eyes brimming with unshed tears, blurring his vision, amplifying the spinning effect of vertigo. The ache immense, alleviated by the stir of warming love embracing his very soul, stealing and overwhelming him from the act of deflowering; something they both shared.

            Brolly removed his hands from the firm bottom he grasped so tightly to trail up, pulling himself away just enough to witness the awe-inspiring look of love and acceptance pouring from Vegeta. With shaky hands he gently cupped Vegeta’s face, using his thumbs to slowly wipe away the crystalline tears, only to plant light kisses in its place, with a gentle explorative push, he experienced bliss. Never taking his eyes away from the erotic look his lover gave him, he still could see the twinges of pain lace through those mystified eyes, and he hushed his Prince with a loving kiss.

            Vegeta moaned, the touch of those lips over his own stroked his heart, making the pain non-existent, loosing his mind to the act alone, all else ancient history, all that matter was their bodies connected, their lips meshing, their souls intertwining into complete oneness. He started to rock his hips in circular motions, feeling Brolly’s breath hitch against his lips, pulling his mouth away to breathe in his breath, letting it mingle, the taste and scents surrounding them in a warming blanket. His eyes heavily lidded opened, sharing a sacred moment, heated breaths striking their open gasping mouths, fanning over their rouge stained cheeks, with a broken whisper Vegeta moved closer. “Brolly…”

            Brolly tossed his head, feeling those delicate enticing lips brush over his ear, the breathless voice called to him, like a siren in sea calling men to their deaths; he drowned. He moved his hips, the slide of his cock sent chills of erotic delight up his spine, the wet humid depths loosening to him, welcoming him in; perfect. His hand cradled the back of Vegeta’s head, twining his diligent fingers in the silky dark hair, their tails coiled together, linked just like their spirits. “Vegeta…”

            They held each other tightly, connecting themselves as much as physically possible, their heated bodies moved together in a slow loving pace, it was all they needed, the urge to fuck was not present, this was fully an act of love, a need to show one another how much they truly needed the connection, empowering their bond, both swallowing and ignoring the call of their inner beast, defying their animalistic nature. With each slow push and pull they never unlocked their eyes, engulfing themselves entirely in the act, contributing the lost of their virginities to whatever god to accept their sacrifice as a gift.

            Brolly held the body tighter against him, their hearts pounding, the sound of pants and moans lost to them both, the sensations of their oncoming climaxes consuming all other abilities, sights, sounds, and taste lost to them. Vegeta’s legs constricted around Brolly’s hips, his toes spreading as a foreign stir coiled hotly in his groin, making his untouched cock spasm aggressively, his pre-cum spilling with feverous quantity, spilling over his cock, his walls rippled, his sight was filled with white spots, his breath coming out on choked groans. Something wonderful passed over him, a feeling of bodily abandonment, he vanished with it, closing his eyes, his body locked, a rapid approaching of electric heat overtook him, seizing him as his cock wept tears of thick creamy fluid. Engulfed, lost, pleased.

            Brolly shuddered brutally, his joints ached, his body spent, a painful need a desired push, which came with a loud arching whine, holding his cock hostage in the beautiful body below. He cried out, tears sprung in his eyes once he felt a euphoric snap in his loins, he shoved himself forward, breaking through the choking hold, and spilled his hot essence deep in the greedy hole; sucking in everything he gave enthusiastically. He body raked with powerful tremors, he lost himself to instinct, plunging his teeth deep in the flawless shoulder junction, he growled lowly from the sheer jubilation of animalistic joy, filling his mouth with the tangy blood of his love, sealing their bond; forever.

Okay the 11th chapter I will do reviewer appreciation and answers! This one took awhile, wanted to make it was sweet an loving as possible. I hope you enjoyed.
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Daily prizes	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3553 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: i do not own dbz or make any money from this.

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