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Desecration:
Alternate
By Sefiru
AN: This was supposed to be a Goku/Trunks
fic … but my muse wasn’t having that. So you get a Vegeta/Goku story instead. The usual note: this is a direct
sequel to Vixen’s “Desecration”, so please read that first. It’s not related to
any of my other Desecration fics.
I’ve enabled anonymous reviews, so go ahead and post away.
Also, please check out my Pure Evil side story, Enough Time, over in the
general section.
Summary: Goku is a lot harder to
get rid of than Vegeta thought. And does he really
want to?
Warnings: NC-17, BDSM, Angst … more warnings in later
chapters.
Pairings: Vegeta/Goku, brief
Trunks/Goku
Disclaimer: I own Dragonball only
in my dreams and Akira Toriyama’s nightmares. Thank
you to Vixen for letting me use her story idea.
***
Chapter 1
***
Trunks glared at
his father with a mix of rage and astonishment. “Father!
I thought you had his permission!” Vegeta just
laughed and walked out of the room. Still growling, Trunks undid the chains and
pulled the still weeping Goku against his chest. “That bastard. He’s finally gone too far this time.” Goku merely tucked his head into Trunks’s
shoulder. If he didn’t have the one he wanted, at least here was someone who
cared.
After letting him calm down a bit, Trunks led the older man to his own
room in a different part of the Capsule Corp building. It was the only “safe”
place he could think of at the moment. He led Goku to
the bed and was about to go look for another place to sleep, but the elder Saiyan caught hold of his shirt. “Stay.”
“Are you sure
it’s okay?”
“Mm.”
Trunks sat down
on the edge of the bed, and then Goku pulled him down
to lie in his arms. What am I, his blankie? Trunks didn’t stay annoyed for long, though.
The heat from Goku’s body reminded him what that body
felt like from the inside, which got him aroused in record time. And Goku’s hands were wandering over his chest and doing things
that were definitely not childish. One hand found a nipple, and all of Trunks’s reservations went out the window. He ground back
against the other man. He reached back and grasped a buttock; Goku started sucking his ear. The scent and the feel made
his head spin. He rolled Goku over and sank into him
and he was still slick from before. Trunks lost himself
in the moment, let the heat and tightness take him over, drowned in the
sensations until he exploded.
But it was not
all right. Because when Goku shook and came beneath
him, it was his father’s name that he screamed.
***
Vegeta was standing at the bookcase and turned to face the
door as it opened. Trunks walked straight up to him and punched him in the gut.
“Father, you’re
an idiot.” The elder Saiyan opeed
his mouth for an incredulous retort, but Trunks ran right over him. “Do you
even realize what you have in Goku? The amount of
power you have over him?”
“What the hell
are you talking about, brat?”
Trunks shook his
head. “You didn’t even notice, did you? Goku totally
worships you. For just a few words of praise you could have had him eating out
of your hand. But no, you had to try to rule him through pain and humiliation,
because you haven’t got the imagination to consider any other kind of power!”
His voice rose on the last sentence, and his fists shook at his sides.
“You’ve got a
nerve, saying things like that to me, Trunks.”
It was a bad sign
when Vegeta called someone by name, but Trunks didn’t
flinch. “I’m not done yet. I’d have thought you’d jump at the chance to turn
your greatest rival into your slave. Hell, Goku
practically grovels at your feet already. So why are you trying to get rid of
him so hard? He still wants you, you know,” he concluded. “He’s already
convinced himself that what we did to him was okay, because it was your idea!” He landed another
punch on his father’s stomach.
Vegeta just grunted. “And how did you come to that
ridiculous conclusion?”
“I slept with
him.”
“What?”
“Why not? He’s available now, right? Maybe I’ll keep him;
he’s even better without all the chains on.”
“Don’t you dare,
brat, he’s –”
“He’s what? I
thought you were rejecting him.” Vegeta only ground
his teeth and glowered. Trunks smirked. “By the way, did you ever get him to
suck you off? He’s a natural.”
“He’s what!?” Vegeta
roared, veins standing out on his forehead. Trunks let the wave of anger roll
over him and then spoke again.
“Enough chitchat.
I’ll give you one more chance at him. Talk to him. Just talk. No verbal abuse, and no touching. I won’t be in the room, but I will
be monitoring.”
Vegeta said nothing. Trunks shrugged and turned towards the
door. “One more thing, father. If you ever try to use me or him like that
again, you’ll get a lot more than a punch to the gut.” He started to walk out
of the room.
“Hn. Set up your meeting, brat.”
“Yes, sir.”
Trunks hurried
through the corridors to his own room. “Did you catch
all that?”
Goku looked up from the bank of computers where he’d been
listening. A trace of his former smile flickered across his face. “Do you think
it’ll work?”
“It’s a chance.”
Trunks pulled the miniature transmitter from his pocket and turned it off. “And
I don’t know how you guessed, but he does still consider you his.”
“Empathy,
remember? But if that’s true, what was he trying to accomplish?”
Trunks flopped
down on his bed. “Damfino.
It’s all subconscious. Maybe he’s testing you. Or trying to
make you act like he expects. I mean, by his logic, you’re supposed to
hate his guts.”
“I couldn’t do that!” Goku protested.
“Which is probably why you bother him so much. Frankly, it
bothers me too. I don’t think your behavior is healthy at all, and if it
weren’t for your empathy I wouldn’t even consider helping you with this.”
“I’ll just
have to show you both, then.”
***
Okay, that was a pretty lame lemon. More like a lemonette. Don’t worry, it gets better!
Next chapter: How will Goku act
when he meets Vegeta for the first time after
Desecration? Will Vegeta agree to a relationship? And
how can we have a lemon if they’re not allowed to touch each other?
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