Warnings: Yaoi. Lemon, definitely. Oh yeah, there’s some bondage as well. G/V - If you don’t like it, don’t read it. I don’t own the characters, I just like to have them play out my sick little fantasies. So don’t sue me either. I’m poor anyway.
He might as well have been dead. He felt like he wanted to be. How long had he been laying there, just wallowing in his own misery? He didn’t know, or care. Ever since the proud saiyan prince had told him that he was just a toy, something pretty to have and then throw away, he had been like this. He was alone now. His two sons were still there, but he had no one to hold, to love. Chi-Chi was long dead, and he was alone. Nothing mattered anymore. His whole world was shattered.
He was starting to regret it. Regret what he had told his sparring partner and – for just one day – lover. But his pride kept him from doing anything about it – for a while.
He rolled over, trying to get comfortable enough to sleep. He knew it was futile; he hadn’t slept for days. "Damn you, Kakarott," he muttered, slowly and sleepily getting out of bed. He put on a pair of jeans and tank top, walked outside and flew off toward the Son residence.
Goku was startled from a restless sleep. Had he heard something? Probably not, he thought. Probably just another dream about the man who had toyed with him.
He lay still, reaching out with his senses. The tall saiyan jerked fully awake, shocked. He could sense another ki signature, as strong as his own, just outside his home. He got out of bed and trudged around his room, picking up pants and a shirt and slowly putting them on. He was nervous. He knew who was out there, and he thought he knew why. Vegeta had shown up, wanting to spar, or just wanting an excuse to beat him, to dominate him.
Quietly, he walked to the door, and opened it. Sure enough, Vegeta was standing there, leaning against the doorframe looking into the distance nonchalantly. "Hello Kakarott," he said, pushing Goku out of the way, and walking into the living room, leaving Goku to shut the door behind him.
Goku followed his prince into the living room, coming to stand behind him. ‘If only he knew how much I want to reach out and touch him… what would he do? He would be repulsed, he would slap my hands away from his body, and yell a string of curses at me…’ Goku thought painfully.
"What was that, Kakarott?"
Goku froze. Had he made a sound, and angered his prince? Suddenly Vegeta spun around and grabbed both Goku’s arms and held them to his body so he couldn’t struggle. He pulled the taller saiyan down and leaned close to him. "Kakarott…I want you. I need you. Now," Vegeta whispered urgently. He slowly ran his hands down the other saiyan’s arms and licked the edge of his ear.
This took Goku by surprise; he hadn’t been expecting anything like this. He was intrigued, and more than a little aroused. Vegeta started to lead him toward a room in the back of the house: the spare bedroom. Goku vaguely wondered why Vegeta knew the way around his home so well, but the thought left his mind as quickly as it had entered it when Vegeta roughly pushed him through the door and into the guest bedroom. Vegeta shoved Goku down onto the bed, smirking. This was working out just as he had planned.
Vegeta climbed onto the bed and knelt beside a trembling Goku. "Just relax, Kakarott…" he said, trying to sound soothing, but failing miserably. He started to slowly remove Goku’s shirt, running his fingers gently up and down his sides. Once he had removed his lover’s shirt, he climbed atop him, straddling his lower back. He rubbed his hands slowly down Goku’s back and was rewarded with a quiet moan from the captured saiyan below him.
Goku could feel how strong the prince’s need was, and his own was equally as strong. A small hiss of pain escaped his lips as his growing arousal was pushed painfully against the bed, and he didn’t resist when he felt Vegeta pull off the rest of his clothes. He gasped as he felt something cold and metallic slide around one of his wrists and then around the other. Craning his neck to look up, he saw that Vegeta had slipped a pair of handcuffs onto him and had locked his hands to the head of the bed.
"That’s right my pet, ki-resistant handcuffs…"
He could hear the other saiyan’s velvety voice above him, and a few seconds later, he felt a rough hand pull one of his ankles to one corner of the bed, anchor it there, and then do the same to his other ankle. Now he was completely trapped, helpless against the saiyan prince’s will.
Vegeta climbed off of the larger saiyan’s back, and again knelt beside him. He ran one hand down Goku’s spine, and pressed his fingers against the small round scar he found at the end of it. Goku suddenly cried out, writhing against the bed and pulling against the handcuffs. Vegeta smirked and reached underneath Goku to pinch one of his nipples, who gasped and whimpered at the sensation. He was starting to wish that Vegeta would move his ministrations southward.
They were both still for several minutes, and Goku was starting to get a little frustrated. "Vege…’Geta?" he murmured softly. "Yes, Kakarott? Is there something you want?" Vegeta answered casually. Before Goku could say anything more, he gently scratched his nails down Goku’s back again, running them lightly over his tailspot. At this, Goku hissed through his teeth and continued to breathe rapidly. Why was his prince teasing him this way? He was still a little worried that Vegeta had chained him up this way just for a chance to beat him, to dominate him, but those thoughts were forced from his mind when he felt a warm hand reach under him and stroke his already rock hard arousal. He bit down hard on his tongue hard to keep from crying out and angering the other saiyan. He thought he knew precisely what his proud prince wanted to take from him, and he was starting to want it very badly as well. At the moment, the only thing he wanted was for Vegeta to take him, hard, and soon. He was again startled from his thoughts as Vegeta stroked faster, and he was soon rewarded as a small lustful cry escaped Goku's parted lips. Vegeta smirked and gripped his lover's arousal and started to pump it. Goku's hands clutched the bed and he arched his back so forcefully he lifted off the bed, and the frame rocked against the floor. Vegeta pumped harder until Goku was almost screaming with his need, then backed off when his lover was near completion. Goku whimpered with disappointment when Vegeta stopped. "Hush, Kakarott," Vegeta said, but his tone was comforting.
On a sudden decision, Vegeta reached up to the head of the bed and unlocked the cuffs that were binding Goku's arms, then he moved to the foot of the bed and untied Goku's feet. Now free, Goku rolled slowly onto his back, stretching his aching shoulders, then sat up, grabbed Vegeta by the upper arms and pulled him down on top of himself with a seductive smile on his face. Vegeta smiled, a rare thing for him, and leaned close to Goku so that their foreheads were touching, then kissed him, long and deep. Their tongues battled in each others' mouths, swirling, fighting for control. Goku ran his hands down the prince's agile, compact body, quickly finding the waistband of his pants, and pushing them down a ways. Goku's fingers lightly caressed the prince's lower back, searching until he found the small scar he was looking for. Once he found it, he pressed down savagely, simultaneously rocking his hips upward to meet Vegeta's. Surprised, Vegeta broke the kiss, gasping and crying out, and roughly dug his nails into Goku's shoulders. Goku just grinned.
Vegeta started to get a little worried...his plan wasn't working out quite as he expected. He was going to be the seme tonight, and Goku was supposed to be the uke, but the plan was starting to go astray.
Goku raised one of Vegeta's hands to his mouth, and sucked on each of his fingers delicately. Vegeta ran his other hand down Goku's chest, pinching one of his nipples, and continued lower to stroke his lover's arousal. He kissed Goku again, running his tongue over the other's lips.
The larger saiyan barely felt it when Vegeta gently pushed two of his fingers into Goku's entrance, he was so caught up with desire and lust. Vegeta found the spot he was looking, and tapped it with his fingers. Goku yelped and arched, and while his back was off the bed, Vegeta reached under him with his other hand and found his tailspot, rubbing it with his fingers, making Goku's vision go white. He screamed and arched, pressing his hip's against Vegeta's own.
Vegeta pulled back and entered Goku gently, barely keeping his need in check. Goku sighed, and moved his hips to meet Vegeta's thrusts. Soon they fell into a comfortable pace. The feeling of Goku's arousal rubbing against Vegeta's hard stomach was incredible.
Vegeta was thrusting faster and faster, thumping that spot inside Goku that made him cry out and see white with every thrust. Goku's opening around Vegeta's arousal felt hot and tight, and he cried out Goku's name, both of them, as he neared the edge. Suddenly, he was there. He thrusted hard into Goku, bringing him close to completion as well. Goku felt Vegeta's warm seed filling him, and he climaxed too, his essence spilling over Vegeta's chest.
They lay there, nestled together, listening to each others' heart rates slow down to a normal pace. After several minutes, Goku spoke.
"...Vegeta?" he murmured.
"Yes, Kakarott?"
"I...I think I love you."
"I love you too, Kakarott." Vegeta answered quietly and leaned down to kiss Goku on the forehead. Goku was already asleep.
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