Fear Not

V/Gh
NC-17 yaoi
Author: Del
Summary: Gohan works up the courage to approach Vegeta, but now that
he\'s there can he give the Prince what he wants?


Fear Not

Gohan found Vegeta in his bedroom. Making a split second decision,
the younger Saiyan gave in to his hormones. They guided him through
the first steps, taking over where his mind failed. He had certainly
thought it through enough times. Gohan didn\'t need to think about it
now. All he wanted now was sex. And he resolved to get it, any way
possible. But there was still that niggling fear that Vegeta would
deny him. Pushing all doubts to the back of his mind, he pushed the
door open all the way and strode into the room. As Vegeta turned to
him in surprise Gohan lowered himself to his knees.

The Prince bared his teeth, recognizing the look in Gohan\'s eyes.
The demi-Saiyan was looking at him with lust. It was the last thing
he expected, and it held him there long enough for Gohan to show him
exactly what he wanted. Gohan was on his knees, face tilted up,
anxiously watching the proud Prince. Vegeta\'s eyes narrowed.

\"Please, Vegeta,\" he whispered. Gohan\'s hand captured Vegeta\'s and
brought it to his mouth. As the younger saiyan sucked his fingers
Vegeta could only watch, completely enthralled, completely unmoving.
Gohan\'s eyes had slid closed, face still upturned. Vegeta could feel
the warmth of Gohan\'s mouth, and it was creating an answering warmth
in his groin. When Gohan\'s eyes opened they immediately locked onto
Vegeta\'s. Vegeta could still see the lust burning in them, but it
was slowly being replaced by a different emotion. It was an emotion
that he had seen many times. Gohan was afraid.

Vegeta registered that fact right before Gohan\'s tongue stopped
moving over his fingers. Before Gohan could release his fingers,
Vegeta leaned down.

\"Take off your shirt.\" The command was delivered in Vegeta\'s usual
tone. If anything it increased the fear he had meant to allay, but
since Gohan was obeying, Vegeta ignored that fact for the moment.
When the younger Saiyan was bare from the waist up, and his gaze had
returned to the Prince\'s face, Vegeta dropped his hands to the boy\'s
shoulders. Fingers tracing the lines of muscle, Vegeta watched
Gohan\'s face. The fear remained in his eyes but the lust was
beginning to grow stronger. Leaning down once more Vegeta moved
until he was nose to nose with Gohan.

\"I want you.\"

Gohan\'s response was immediate. Vegeta noticed the boy\'s pupils
dilate sharply, only to be blocked from view when he closed his
eyes. Simultaneously surging forward on his knees, Gohan seized
Vegeta\'s lips in a kiss. To Vegeta it felt searing. Gohan\'s lips
were the feeling of staying too close to the fire for too long. They
were making Vegeta\'s lips tingle.

Too quickly the demi-saiyan pulled away, cool air replacing the heat
of Gohan\'s lips. Vegeta watched the rise and fall of the boy\'s
chest. The rippling muscles mesmerized him. Of their own accord his
hands reached out, tracing the contours of Gohan\'s shoulders. Vegeta
loved the contrast of his skin against the boy\'s. His pressure
increasing as his hands slid down Gohan\'s sides. Vegeta felt the
boy\'s breath hitch when his hands reached the boy\'s waistband.
The first thing Vegeta noticed when their eyes met once more was that
fear no longer held dominance in Gohan\'s gaze. Lust had won that
battle. And Vegeta planned to win this one.

This time his lips seized Gohan\'s, mouth opening immediately. Vegeta
pushed his tongue against Gohan\'s lips, demanding entrance. The boy
complied, lips parting. Their tongues met, sliding and tasting.
Vegeta wasn\'t sure if the moan he heard belonged to him or Gohan. He
decided it didn\'t matter anymore. He was tired of being denied. He
would get what he wanted tonight.

Vegeta pulled away and growled, the sound coming from deep in his
throat. Bringing his hand up to Gohan\'s face, Vegeta brushed his
thumb across the boy\'s face. His gentle touch was contradicted by
the sounds he was making. As Vegeta\'s hand moved to Gohan\'s jaw line
it tightened, gripping the boy\'s chin, signaling for the boy to rise.
Obeying the unspoken command, Gohan gathered his feet beneath himself
and pushed up. As soon as he was in a semblance of a standing
position, Vegeta advanced. Gohan did not fully right himself as he
was pushed implacably backwards. Calves finding a solid object,
Gohan sat down heavily. Vegeta left the boy there as he removed his
own spandex bodysuit. His eyes never left Gohan\'s. He wanted to
know what effect he was having on the boy. When Gohan\'s breathing
increased once more he knew.

Advancing once more, Vegeta returned his hand to Gohan\'s face. This
time he placed two fingers against the boy\'s mouth. Gohan\'s lips
parted readily, tongue drawing the digits in even farther.
\"I want you,\" Vegeta said again. \"Give me what I want.\"
Hands shaking, Gohan placed them on Vegeta\'s hips. This was not what
the Prince wanted. Vegeta watched as the fear returned to Gohan\'s
eyes. He enjoyed the feeling of power that came with it, but this
was no time for the boy to feel afraid. It made him angry.
\"No.\" Gohan\'s hands dropped to his sides at the command. \"Take off
the rest of your clothes.\" He wanted to give Gohan the chance to
adjust.

Gohan struggled with his clothes. It was mainly because he was still
trying to concentrate on Vegeta\'s fingers in his mouth. His fingers
fumbled with his sash. They seemed to have gone numb. But that was
okay because his mind wasn\'t working too well either at the moment.
When he finally succeeded in untying the sash, he raised his hips
slightly off the bed. All of his weight was resting awkwardly on the
balls of his feet. He was thankful when he didn\'t fall over.
Clothes fully removed, Gohan met Vegeta\'s gaze once more. And so he
saw the disappointment fill Vegeta\'s eyes before the Prince removed
the fingers from his mouth.

As Vegeta took a few steps backwards, Gohan fell to his knees once
more. \"Please don\'t leave,\" he pleaded. \"What haven\'t I done?\"
Vegeta\'s eyes narrowed. The boy was asking him again for this, for
what he wanted to do anyway. His instinct was to dominate. Yet
there was fear in the boy\'s eyes, and it angered him. It didn\'t make
sense. The boy wanted him. So why was the boy afraid? They both
knew the boy was stronger, so why this farce?

\"You are afraid.\" The confused and hurt expression that graced
Gohan\'s face at Vegeta\'s accusation was too much. Vegeta knelt by
the boy. It was the only concession to his usual manner. \"Tell me
why there is fear in your eyes. It is not like you to be afraid.\"
He didn\'t say it, but they both heard the silent `of me\' that went on
the end of the sentence. Vegeta\'s gaze demanded an answer.

\"I don\'t want you to leave. I don\'t want you to deny me.\" Gohan\'s
answers were satisfactory.

\"I have told you,\" Vegeta replied. \"I want you. Give me what I
want.\" He trusted the boy to understand.

Gohan\'s agile mind quickly picked up what Vegeta wanted. He didn\'t
just want Gohan to not be afraid. He wanted Gohan to behave
normally. He wanted Gohan to be Gohan, strength and all. For the
first time Gohan felt the stirrings of love for the Prince. Respect
had been there before, lust certainly, together allowing his mind to
engage Vegeta in their current activity. But now he felt love, and
it made the respect and the lust grow. It also made him feel ashamed.
Gohan had misjudged Vegeta and he felt terrible for it. He felt like
he had belittled the Prince by thinking that Vegeta would only accept
him if he was subservient. He had insulted the Prince too, thinking
that way. He should have known Vegeta was stronger than that, better
than needing someone to grovel.

Rising, Gohan stood awkwardly in front of Vegeta.

\"Let us try this again,\" Vegeta said, letting Gohan know that all was
forgiven. Gohan happily obliged, lips meeting Vegeta\'s, both
parting, tasting. Their hands came up, both seeking the warmth of
the other\'s body, pulling closer. Gohan could feel his sex pressed
against Vegeta\'s side, an identical heat in his own thigh. When
Vegeta pulled away from the kiss, Gohan looked down at him, no longer
feeling the need to deny his height.

Vegeta once more advanced while Gohan retreated toward the bed. But
this time, once his calves had found it, he wrapped his arms more
tightly around Vegeta and carried the Prince with him. He landed on
his back, Vegeta resting on top of him. He enjoyed the weight of the
Prince, hands tracing Vegeta\'s spine in approval.
Vegeta altered the position only slightly, bringing his knees up, on
either side of the boy so that he was kneeling over Gohan. Their
chests were still pressed together, and each could feel the greater
heat of the other\'s sex.

\"Vegeta,\" Gohan gasped, hips making an attempt to rise from the bed
as Vegeta rocked against him. Gohan grabbed for Vegeta\'s hand,
wanting this to happen now. As he brought the Prince\'s fingers to
his mouth, he tightened his grip, anticipating Vegeta\'s refusal. The
Prince did not disappoint him. When his tongue met the sensitive
flesh of Vegeta\'s fingertips the Prince tried to pull away. Vegeta\'s
head rose at the same time to study Gohan once more.

Satisfied the fear had not returned he stopped resisting, but neither
did he fully accept it. Gohan\'s previous actions wouldn\'t allow him
to do so. Withdrawing the fingers from his mouth, Gohan explained.
\"You want this. You want to be inside me,\" Gohan said. \"I want you
inside. Give me what I want.\" His words were the perfect argument
to win Vegeta over.

Vegeta, satisfied that Gohan wasn\'t just humoring him, that Gohan
truly wanted this, moved his slicked fingers to Gohan\'s entrance.
When Gohan\'s knees were adjusted, he pushed them both in, stopping
when they would go no further. The Prince heard Gohan stifle a gasp
as the ring of muscle tightened on his fingers.
\"Surely that didn\'t hurt,\" Vegeta said dryly.

\"You are definitely on bottom next time,\" Gohan replied, a small grin
forming on his lips. \"Ahn,\" he grunted as Vegeta started moving his
fingers. It was followed by a satisfied moan a second later. \"Much
better, Vegeta,\" he gasped out.

\"Should be,\" the Prince retorted. \"This is supposed to feel good.
I\'m certainly not doing it to make things easier.\"

\"And I almost thought you cared.\"

Vegeta smirked. The playful banter was amusing him. \"You are a
Saiyan. You were born prepared.\"

The conversation was cut short as Vegeta\'s fingers found the boy\'s
prostrate. Calloused fingers slid over sensitive tissue. Gohan
moaned again, much louder this time. \"I think…now...is good,\" he
gasped out.

Vegeta complied, fingers pulling out. He quickly flipped Gohan over
before the boy knew what was happening, and pulled Gohan into
position. Hand finding Gohan\'s entrance once more, Vegeta guided his
member into the tight sheathe. He entered quickly, seating himself
up to his balls.

A satisfied grunt reached Gohan\'s ears as he felt himself filled once
more. There was a flash of pain, but it was nothing compared to
injuries incurred while sparring. The dull ache stopped as soon as
Vegeta started moving inside him. He could feel the Prince\'s sac
slap against him with each thrust. Gohan found the sound it made
erotic, pushing back onto Vegeta\'s member to make it louder.
Vegeta took the hint and sped up, arms wrapping around Gohan\'s
waist. He trusted the boy to hold them both up. Soon he was too
lost to even care about that. The sweat from their bodies caused the
Prince\'s arms to slide down Gohan\'s waist until they rested against
his thighs. His arms pinned Gohan\'s sex, rubbing against it with
each thrust.

Gohan came with a muffled groan. His hips continued to rock as the
sensations peaked. Vegeta felt the boy\'s muscles spasm. Gohan\'s
member was pulsing against his arm. But the best feeling was the
tightening of the muscles around his sex. His thrusts increased in
their intensity. The greater friction was mind-numbing. Vegeta\'s
arms tightened around the sweat slicked form beneath him as he came.
Enjoying the new feeling created by his semen, he kept thrusting,
albeit more slowly than before. Gohan was slippery inside now, as
well as out.

With one last, jerky thrust, Vegeta pulled out. He tipped his weight
to the side, arms dragging Gohan with him. They both landed on their
sides. Gohan, having already recovered slightly, pulled Vegeta\'s arm
up so that it rested under his own. The other, pinned under his body
weight, he left where it was.

They lay there, unmoving but for the rise and fall of their chests as
they breathed. Finally, Vegeta pushed himself up slightly so that
his chin rested on Gohan\'s shoulder, his mouth near the boy\'s ear.
\"Next time you\'re on bottom. I\'m certainly not going to do all the
work all the time,\" Vegeta said.

Gohan smiled into his pillow. \"I think I can live with that.\"

Gohan could feel Vegeta smirk against his ear. \"I\'m sure you will.\"
Vegeta\'s lips moved to Gohan\'s shoulder. The Prince\'s tongue tasted
the salty sweat there. Adjusting against the pillow, Gohan sighed.
This was much better than what he had originally planned. Gohan
liked this Vegeta much better too. This Vegeta he could be equals
with, he could have a real relationship with. This Vegeta he could
love. Gohan planned to do just that.

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