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Against His Will	By : chroniclyflaming Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2041 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The prompt: Nappa/Vegeta, size kink

I've been rewatching the early series, and holy shit the size difference between Nappa and Vegeta is ridiculous. So I want Nappa/Vegeta, with a focus on their size difference, because that's kind of a kink of mine XD.
As to how it happens...Maybe Vegeta is bored and decides to let Nappa fuck him or something, I don't know. I mean, obviously he's stronger than Nappa so it's not like he can do anything against his will. Or you can get other people involved, such as Frieza or Radditz. I really don't care about the setting or the ages of the characters, so do what you will.

The fill:

The Prince of the Saiyans, the third member left of his race, breathed in the ashes of this dead world. The ship’s hatch remained open to the atmosphere, and he knew it would hold the smell for days to come. Beeping and chattering of the machine, the red and green lights flashing behind his sensor, the scent of burning flesh from whatever species this planet had had. All noticed, even despite the grasping thick hand around his cock, and the calloused fingers pressing into him.

“My prince.”

He nearly laughed at the face behind him. Above him, even when he was seated in the other man’s lap.

Maybe it had been the constant humming, or the built up energy from the restraint of their travels. The large legs to either side of his had trembled pathetically when Vegeta had sat on them. As had the large hands that had peeled down his trousers and found his half-hardened erection. His neck burned from the sensation of a rough beard rubbing against it. If he’d looked, he would surely had found the skin reddened.

He was sick of the sight of that color. Nappa only squirmed further into his seat when Vegeta grabbed his tail. It curled almost reflexively around his forearm. “Hurry up.”

The white of the ship was nearly grey from the smoke. He could make Nappa even through the thin black fabric. Remembered the last time they’d been in a large ship, in a bed, pushed atop it with those large hands grasping at his own smaller wrists, the easiness of shoving against the older Saiyan and pinning him to the ground, the bed eventually forgotten. The time before that: teeth against his cock and the feel of smooth skin between his legs. The first time: still practically half a boy, laughing over Raditz latest failure with that pirate with the ridiculous hair, the knowledge of copulation still new, the offering of himself in the shower as a mocking jest that had brought the strangest look to his companion’s face…then wet tongue up his arse, cold broken tile breaking under his fists that led to Freiza complaining of how very primitive they were, the strangeness of being lifted up, even by the hips. The smirk on Zarbon’s face the next day.

A trembling hand against his back, a mouth threatening the tip of his tail brought him back to the now. Warm fingers against his cock, going so slow, until Vegeta was hissing and reaching behind him to yank down the thin fabric. Only the memory of the embarrassment of not being able to walk straight for hours twisted his body and lowered his head. Lapping at the corona of the darkened skin brought a cry to the larger man’s mouth and swallowing further down brought familiar whimpers. Teeth could bring a scream, and Vegeta had to restrain himself from tasting semen and blood again. Bad enough to have to spend so long listening to Nappa without having to hear him whine about that.

It had been a long time he’d felt so engulfed, seated atop Nappa, the large arms around his waist. Trying to contain him, even as Vegeta moved faster against him, rocking his hips, find the right angle. That painful eclipsing heat of being entered. Despite himself, his eyes closed and a smile came to his face at the warmth around him, smell of sweaty skin and stink of musky hormones, the tail in his hand, the knowledge that he could so easily crush the man, bigger or not, the inexplicable greediness he felt at the broad chest against his back. With those ridiculously large hands running up and down his thighs, he felt almost dwarfed.

So stupidly big and clumsy looking, and always strange wrapped his penis. Gently stroking the tip, spreading the moisture, until Vegeta was on fire inside, and letting out his own low groan and spilling onto Nappa’s hands. As usual, he hadn’t been wearing gloves.

For once, he allowed the other man to finish inside him. Even more bizarrely, he relented enough to let the other Saiyan to continue humping him even after he was done. Pushing him forward with one hand as the taller man licked the other one free.

Vegeta closed his eyes, tired of the blurred green and red light overhead.

Nappa was back to rubbing his chin against his neck, the bristling hair irritating Vegeta. “Goddamnit. Get off me.”

His reply was a grunt, and Vegeta push himself forward and off his companion. He leaned forward to yank up his trousers, not looking behind him. Even as he walked to his own space pod. “Clean yourself off. We have to get off this disgusting dust ball.”

It was easier to close his eyes once alone, and with the door falling to seal shut. To find the dragonballs, and to immortality. To Freiza’s downfall. For an eternity of fighting, and—of this. Happening over and over again. The machinery was beeping. His neck still burned.
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