Chapter 6: Heat

Author: Dark Fate

Warnings: Cursing, mild violence, masturbation, LEMON

Pairings: G/CC, G/V

Rating: NC-17 (Yes, it's finally earned the rating…)

Vegeta froze as supple, demanding lips crushed against his own and an equally demanding tongue thrust itself into his mouth. For a moment, the prince wasn't sure how to react, and Goku used it to his advantage, pressing their bodies tightly together.

The scent, taste, and feel of the other Saiyajin all conspired to drown Vegeta in his lust. The kira-mir chose just that moment to rise up worse than ever. It rode the prince hard, overriding his pride, his control, and his judgment.

He melted against the other man as strong arms encircled his waist and pressed him tighter into that warm wall of flesh, feeling Kakarott's hardness against his stomach. Kami, he burned…

One of Kakarott's hands snaked between their bodies to grip the prince's rigid length through his training suit, and Vegeta broke the kiss, growling low in his throat.

Mmm… Yeah… Feels good… Kakarott…

Vegeta sighed in pleasure as the other Saiyajin began trailing slow, wet kisses down his neck, pausing to suck here and there. The prince moaned, tossing his head back and baring his throat, when Kakarott's hand found a steady rhythm, stroking him hard.

Oh God… Yes… Need more…

When Goku brought his mouth down to the bond mark, teeth scraping gently, it brought the prince back to himself, and his pride leapt forth with a vengeance. The very same indomitable pride that had stood between himself and Babadi's control came to the fore.

Vegeta stiffened in the other Saiyajin's embrace and shoved Goku away, jumping back to put as much space as possible between them.

I will not submit to him! I will not!

Kakarott's first response was purely Saiyajin. He stumbled back, tail fluffing out twofold, bared sharp canines, and snarled. The prince was completely unprepared for what happened next, though.

Goku paused, blinking in surprise. His livid demeanor immediately disappeared, replaced by something completely different, something raw, pleading. The humanized Saiyajin dropped to his knees.

What is he doing?! Why isn't he fighting me?! What is he doing?!

Vegeta's eyes widened as his ears picked up that low, impassioned plea.

"Please… Vegeta, please… I need you…"

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Goku sighed as he finally tasted his prince. Yes, this was bliss. This was divine. And it felt so very right. He had desired this for so long…

He was quite surprised when Vegeta began to respond to him. He had expected the prince to push him away, curse him, maybe even kill him, but not this.

Goku had thought his skin was on fire before, but when Vegeta's tongue came to life against his own, the Earth raised Saiyajin knew that was merely a spark compared to this new inferno that threatened to overtake him.

Yes… This is what I want. This is what I need.

He wrapped his arms around the smaller Saiyajin and crushed them together, eager for the feel of other man. Goku groaned as he felt Vegeta's steely erection pressed against his thigh. He had to touch his prince.

The taller man was rewarded with a low growl as Vegeta broke their kiss, his head tipping back and baring his throat. For reasons he could not yet fathom, Goku was immensely pleased with the reaction, but he needed something more.

Beautiful… He's so beautiful… Why haven't I noticed it before?

Goku picked up a rhythm, stroking his prince hard and firm, as his lips found the skin of Vegeta's neck. It seemed that the Earth raised Saiyajin had discovered a new flavor to savor. His prince tasted of the sweetest smoky spice, and the taller man could not get enough.

He came to the junction of Vegeta's neck and shoulder, and he wanted so much to sink his teeth into the soft skin there, to taste the prince's blood. Goku scraped his teeth across the flesh there. He could almost taste Vegeta's blood… Like icing spread under the cake…

Nnnn… So sweet… Need it… Need him…

Just as he was about to bury his canines in the smaller man's delectable flesh, Vegeta shoved him away, and he stumbled back in surprise, watching the lithe figure leap back to land gracefully at the other side of the gravity room.

His first reaction was pure outrage. How dare his mate reject him like that! He bared sharp canines in a feral snarl. How dare he!

For a short moment, Goku's mind froze. What was he doing? He didn't want to hurt the prince. Oh no, quite the opposite… So why had Vegeta pushed him away? And why was he so angry?

Goku pushed his indignation down. He would not hurt Vegeta. Could not. He wanted Vegeta so badly, but he would not, would not force himself on the prince. He had to make Vegeta understand…

He dropped to his knees, his tail sagging limply behind him, "Please… Vegeta, please… I need you…"

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Vegeta's eyes widened, his bewildered mind refusing to accept the scene in front of him. Kakarott was surrendering?! It was unheard of! Never in the history of Vegetasei had any dominant relinquished that position to the submissive. Never.

Hn. Since when has Kakarott ever been a normal Saiyajin..? Baka…

The prince dropped his defensive stance, contemplating the situation. Kakarott was giving up his right to dominance. But why? And what did it matter? For so long, he had wanted Kakarott kneeling before him, and now he had the other Saiyajin on his knees. Why question it?

Vegeta brought one gloved hand up to his mouth, bit into the material, and spat the garment away. He repeated the act with the other hand, smirking at the prone form before him. Kakarott's head was down, denying the taller man the view as Vegeta toed off his boots, pulled off his armor, and slipped out of his training suit.

He strode over to the other Saiyajin, tail swaying sinuously behind him. If Kakarott wanted to give up his dominance on a whim, that was just fine with him. Perfect.

The prince buried his hands into wild ebony spikes and jerked the other Saiyajin's head back, forcing Kakarott to look at him. Pleading midnight eyes seemed to bore into the prince's soul. There was nothing but open, honest need in Kakarott's eyes.

He's not lying. The moron is truthfully relinquishing his dominance… So be it, then.

Vegeta grinned as he watched dark eyes flit from his face to his crotch and back again.

Getting an eye-full, Kakarott?

Vegeta brought his face mere inches away from the other Saiyajin's, his body tightening as Kakarott's scent filled his nostrils, "Say it again."

Kakarott blinked, seeming unsure for a moment, before realization dawned "I need you…"

The prince's eyes narrowed as the other man's words seemed to roll down his spine, "Of course you do, baka."

With that said, Vegeta closed the distance between them and melding their lips together, savoring the unique taste that was Kakarott.

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Goku knelt, finding it almost funny that Vegeta had finally gotten what he'd wanted long ago. He was kneeling before his prince, begging. Not for mercy, though, but merely for the touch of the older man.

The third class warrior fixed his gaze firmly on the floor. He could not bear seeing the rejection he knew Vegeta's eyes surely held. He just couldn't.

I need him. I need him so much…

Goku's eyes widened as his ears picked up the fainting snap of teeth, the thunking of armor against the floor, and the slight rustling of clothing. He refused to take his eyes off of the floor, however, for fear of ruining the picture in his mind.

What is he doing? Am I just imagining this?

Shock flooded his system as he felt strong fingers dig into his scalp and jerk. Goku locked eyes with suspicious ebony pools that seemed to penetrate his very core. It was as if Vegeta could see every secret, every desire he had every harbored.

Please, Vegeta. Do anything you want, but please don't hate me…

It was at that moment that the Earth raised Saiyajin noticed the prince's state of dress, or lack thereof. Of their own volition, his eyes darted from Vegeta's gaze down to the prominent need between the prince's thighs. His stare lingered there for an instant and flitted back to the prince's visage.

Much to Goku's surprise, Vegeta met him with a lusty, knowing smirk, "Say it again."

The taller man's mind came to a screeching halt before providing the information he so desperately needed.

Oh God, Vegeta, I'll say it as many times as you want if you'll just touch me, tell me what this need inside me is…

"I need you…" Goku whispered, his tone earnest and beseeching.

"Of course you do, baka," The prince's words were husky, tinged with arrogance.

The taller man trembled as Vegeta brought their lips together again, the prince's tongue lapping gently, as if to ask for entrance, which Goku gladly granted.

Goku practically melted as Vegeta's tail snaked forward and wrapped around the base of his own, sliding up the furry length and causing insurmountable pleasure previously unknown to the Earth raised Saiyajin.

"Nnnnn!" Goku broke their heated kiss, the unfamiliar sensation almost too much for him.

That glorious tail left his as the prince stood straight, bringing him eyelevel with Vegeta's rigid arousal. Goku felt the strong fingers in his hair tighten as the breathy command reached his ears.

"Suck, Kakarott."

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Vegeta shuddered as their kiss intensified, his raging lust fueled by the kira-mir. Even as the prince succumbed to that lust, however, he decided that he would teach the baka that he would be dominant just to make sure of the other Saiyajin's resolution.

Hmmm… I wonder if he knows…?

To answer his own question, Vegeta snaked his tail forward to coil around the base of the taller man's furry appendage. Kakarott jerked, despite the death grip Vegeta had on his hair.

So, he doesn't know. Good.

The prince slid his tail up the length of the taller man's, trembling slightly as that simple movement sent sparks of pleasure shooting up his spine. The other Saiyajin broke their heated kiss, moaning and twitching.

Vegeta smirked, watching the exquisite look of pleasure on Kakarott's visage with the eyes of a predator.

I am going to enjoy this.

He tightened his grip on raven locks and stood erect, his grin widening as Kakarott noted his new position. Oh yes, he was going to enjoy this. To the fullest extent…

"Suck, Kakarott," The husky words seemed to have an immediate effect on the taller man, much to Vegeta's pleasure.

Deep sable pools locked with his own, seeming to ask some unknown, unanswerable question, and the prince nodded, anticipation filling him.

Vegeta hissed as a pink tongue darted out to taste him. Yes, he wanted this… Needed this…

All coherent thought seemed to leave Vegeta as Kakarott took him into his mouth, his tongue hesitantly exploring.

"Haaaaa… More, Kakarott…" The words left him unbidden as the other Saiyajin began oh-so-softly to suck and take him deeper into that heavenly mouth.

Vegeta struggled to keep still as the taller man complied, taking his length as deeply as possible and sucking hard. The baka was a fast learner, after all.

And learn he did. The Earth raised Saiyajin soon had Vegeta trembling and fighting for balance, the pleasure almost overwhelming him.

Oh God! Feels so good… But I need more than this…

"Nnnnn! Ka… Kakarott… Ahhh! Ssstop!" Vegeta snarled, his world submerged in a torrent of sweet ecstasy.

Kakarott obeyed, releasing his pulsing length from that sweet prison.

Vegeta took a few moments to regain control of himself, but when he met the smoldering gaze of the other warrior, it seemed not to matter. He wanted Kakarott. He would have Kakarott.

It was then that Vegeta succumbed to his passions and tackled the younger Saiyajin, aching to remove the cloth barrier between himself and luscious Saiyajin flesh.

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The prince's command struck Goku as odd. For a moment, he had no idea what Vegeta was talking about. Then, he remembered something Chichi had only done for him a handful of times. That had to be what his prince was saying.

He flicked his tongue hesitantly over the very tip of Vegeta's length, finding yet another new taste to relish. The Earth raised Saiyajin jerked in surprise as the prince hissed, his grip on Goku's hair becoming almost painful.

Hmmm… I wonder what else I can make him do?

The taller man took Vegeta's turgid flesh into his mouth, marveling at the reactions he got. He briefly wondered how Chichi could hate this act so. His prince was delicious.

What happens if I do this?

Goku began to suck, softly at first, for he wasn't really sure what he was doing.

"Haaaaa… More, Kakarott…" The guttural plea resonated down his spine as he complied.

Ohhh… I like that one. What else can I get out of you, Vegeta?

And so Goku set to work, sucking here and there, using his tongue, lips, and teeth to reduce the prince to a bucking, trembling mass of nerves. He could feel Vegeta on the brink. So very close…

"Nnnnn! Ka… Kakarott… Ahhh! Ssstop!" The harsh growl took a moment to sink into his hazed mind, and Goku relinquished his prince's sodden length, heavily tempted to ignore the smaller man's command and bring Vegeta to culmination.

No… This has to be done his way. If it isn't done his way, it won't happen, and Kami, I need him…

The humanized Saiyajin licked his lips, trying to recapture that last taste of his prince, and looked deeply into pleasure glazed onyx eyes. Something akin to fear rose up in him as he watched the last shred of Vegeta's control snap.

Before Goku could so much as blink, he was pinned to the floor by his prince. Unbridled lust flared in inky depths as Vegeta tore the orange and navy shirts from his body.

The taller man arched as Vegeta lowered his head took a peaked nipple into his mouth, sucking and worrying it with his teeth. Goku groaned in disappointment as that wonderfully skilled mouth left him, but it was just as quick to return, working the other peak in much the same way.

Goku was bucking, writhing, and moaning under his prince as Vegeta taught him pleasures he had never known. Chichi had never, never been this attentive, and this was a whole new world to Goku.

Vegeta's lips, tongue, and teeth burned a searing trail up his neck, and he gladly tipped his head back to give his prince more access.

Yes! Give him anything he wants. Give him everything…

The prince crushed their lips together in a fiery, demanding kiss that stole Goku's breath away. Made him burn. Made him harder than he had ever thought possible.

Goku rocked against his prince, hoping to relieve some of the pressure as their tongues dueled. An audible groan escaped him as Vegeta wrapped a hand around his cloth-clothed cock and began to slowly, torturously stroke him.

Vegeta broke their heated kiss and held the humanized Saiyajin with a piercing gaze, as though the prince could see every little thought that went through his mind.

"Kakarott, do you want me?" The prince punctuated the question with one slow, hard stroke, and then the hand left him.

"Yessss…" Goku stared back, pleading. He needed something. Something only Vegeta could give him.

"Am I dominant, Kakarott?" The question struck Goku as odd, for immediately after hearing it, something deep within him screamed for him to say no. It bellowed and struggled against him.

If Vegeta wants to be dominant, let him be dominant. I don't care if he's dominant or not, I need him…

"Yes, Vegeta… You are dominant." He spoke the words, and the rebellious thing inside him stopped, as if those words would have driven it out long ago.

The prince's eyes studied his own for a few moments, full of suspicion. After what seemed like an eternity, Vegeta brought his head down, brushing their cheeks together and whispered in his ear, "Yes, I am dominant."

Goku shuddered at the words and all the things they promised. Another quake roared through his body as he felt Vegeta snap the sash about his waist and slide his gi pants down and off, though not without some minor protest from his boots, which went the way of his shirts.

The Earth raised Saiyajin gasped as cool air struck his bare skin. The gasp turned into a moan as Vegeta fitted himself between his legs, grinding their erections together and creating delicious friction.

Oh God! If this is letting him be dominant, he can be dominant all he wants!

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Vegeta's lust knew no bounds as his fingers dug into orange and navy fabric and ripped it away. He drank in the sight greedily as alabaster flesh was revealed to him. He had denied himself for far too long…

Eager to taste that divine Saiyajin flesh, the prince took one pert nipple into his mouth. He relished the flavor of salty skin and the thunderous pounding of Kakarott's heart. Yes, he had denied himself for far too long….

Never one to leave a job halfway finished, the prince gave the same attention to the other raised peak, nipping, sucking, and licking. However, Vegeta wanted, needed more than this. He laid wet kisses up the other man's chest, nibbling at the base of Kakarott's neck. Vegeta worked his way higher, enjoying the way Kakarott arched his neck to give him more access.

The prince trailed his lips up the other Saiyajin's jaw, slanting his mouth over Kakarott's in a soul-searing kiss. Yes, this was bliss. This was divine. In some strange way Vegeta could not yet fathom, this fit.

He grinned into the kiss as he felt Kakarott begin to rock against him. He snaked a hand between them to grasp the taller man's length through his gi pants and stroked him torturously.

Vegeta broke the kiss to stare into smoldering sable depths, suspicion nagging at him. Kakarott had claimed to relinquish his dominance, but the prince had to, had to be sure of that, "Kakarott, do you want me?"

Dark eyes seemed to plead, to beg, "Yessss…"

The prince caught no trace of dishonesty, "Am I dominant, Kakarott?"

"Yes, Vegeta… You are dominant." Once again, Vegeta saw no deceit in those ebony eyes.

The baka is not lying…

Vegeta brought his lips to the other Saiyajin's ear, "Yes, I am dominant."

He felt Kakarott shudder at his words and fully intended to wring more out of the taller man. Vegeta snapped the sash about Kakarott's waist and delighted in the other Saiyajin's violent trembling. The prince slid the taller man's pants down, growing painfully hard at the sight of the third class warrior's arousal, muscled thighs, and steely calves.

The prince grew annoyed as his path was obstructed by the other Saiyajin's boots. He simply ripped them away and finished his task, admiring the beautifully sculpted body of Kakarott. A body he planned to ravish very soon…

A jolt ran through Vegeta's form at the thought. He had wanted to do this for much longer than he would ever admit to himself. The prince wedged himself between Kakarott's legs and ground their hard lengths together, pleasure shooting through his body both from the contact and from the low moan he wrung from the other warrior.

Oh, I'll get more than that out of you yet, Kakarott. Much more…

Vegeta jerked in surprise as Kakarott snatched his tail. The prince was about to protest when the taller man took the tip of his tail into his mouth. Instant pleasure flowed up his spine, and Vegeta bucked, rubbing their pulsing cocks together maddeningly. Kakarott took his tail as deeply as he could, and the prince trembled violently.

"Ahhhh… Kami! Unnnnn… Kakarott!" Once again, Vegeta could not stop the words as they spilled from his lips.

Finally, the prince could take no more of the pleasurable onslaught. He had to have more than this, and he had to have it NOW. Vegeta pulled his tail from that heavenly warmth to trail it down a muscled belly, over Kakarott's straining arousal, and down to the other man's entrance.

Kakarott looked at him questioningly before Vegeta pressed the tip of his sodden tail into him, wriggling it deeper and deeper. He watched as other man squeezed his eyes shut, a grimace contorting fine features. The prince pushed his tail deeper, searching… Searching…

"Oh KAMI!!!" The taller man arched and bucked.

Found. Vegeta grinned as he watched the expression on Kakarott's face change from pain to pleasure in an instant. The prince exploited the other man's sweet spot mercilessly, taking in the sight of the straining, bucking Saiyajin with the eyes of a predator. The prince withdrew his tail, loving the cry of disappointment he got from the other Saiyajin.

Vegeta spread burly thighs wide and pressed the tip of his arousal against Kakarott's quivering entrance.

Scream for me, Kakarott…

With that thought, the prince buried himself to the hilt in that lush body, keeping himself as still as possible. Vegeta gritted his teeth, mirroring Kakarott's expression, as he struggled not to move, not to slam into that delectable warmth.

Slowly, ever so slowly, the tenseness began to drain out of Kakarott's body, "Vegeta… Move. Please…"

That begging, pleading tone broke Vegeta's fragile control. He drew back and slammed back into that wonderfully tight heat, watching as the other Saiyajin's eyes rolled up into his head.

Vegeta's world quickly centered to the delicious feeling of Kakarott's gripping and stroking him, to the jolts of pleasure resonating from their twining tails. He held nothing back and found a primal enjoyment he had never before felt.

The prince could no longer find any type of restraint. He pounded into the taller man savagely, his tail twining with Kakarott's. Vegeta gripped the other man's hips hard enough to bruise as pace grew faster and more frenzied as the two Saiyajin strained to reach completion.

Vegeta wrapped a hand around Kakarott's hard, leaking erection, stroking him in rhythm with their frantic pace. The prince was so very close… He kept himself on the very edge, refusing himself until Kakarott found completion. He would not…

"Nnnnnn… Ahhh! V-vegetaaaaAH!" Kakarott's shriek rent the air as his seed coated Vegeta's hand and his stomach.

Already tight muscles clenched around him, and the prince could no longer hold back. He came to a roaring climax, shooting his essence deep into his rival-turned-lover.

Vegeta slumped bonelessly over Kakarott's broad chest as unconsciousness quickly claimed him. Before his vision went black, the prince felt something deep inside him voice its contentment as strong arms held him close.

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Goku watched in rapt fascination as Vegeta's tail began swaying back and forth behind him. He wondered exactly how sensitive it was. Without thinking twice, the Earth raised Saiyajin snatched it out of the air in a careful grip.

He saw surprise and perhaps a little fear in the prince's ebony eyes. Before Vegeta could rebuke him, however, he brought the tail to his lips and took the furry length into his mouth, and the reaction was almost instant. His prince writhed, rubbing their aching arousals together and sending jolts of pleasure screaming through his system.

"Ahhhh… Kami! Unnnnn… Kakarott!" The Earth raised Saiyajin shivered at his name on Vegeta's lips.

Far too soon for his liking, that glorious tail was pulled from his lips. Vegeta trailed it down his stomach and lower. Goku wondered exactly what was to happen next. He had a vague idea of how it might happen, but he wasn't too sure about it.

Then he felt the tip of that moist tail press into him, and he grimaced as an unexpected burning sensation washed up his spine. The furry length pushed deeper, seeming to search for something.

"Oh KAMI!!!" Liquid fire rushed through his system as the prince apparently found what he was looking for.

Goku watched as a smirk painted itself across Vegeta's features. He was about to ask the prince what was going on when the tail stroked that spot again and again, making him writhe and buck. The furry length left him as quickly as it had come, and he groaned in frustration.

Fortunately, the prince apparently had no intention of leaving him for very long, and he was spread wide and filled with a much thicker length. The pain returned more intensely now. He was dimly aware that Vegeta had stopped moving, fully seated inside him.

The ache quickly dulled to an unfamiliar feeling of fullness. Though strange, it was extremely intimate, and Goku wanted more of it.

"Vegeta… Move. Please…" In that moment, all the Earth raised Saiyajin wanted was to feel his prince moving inside him, for Vegeta to hit that place deep inside. A place he felt only the prince could reach.

Much to his gratification, his plea was answered. Vegeta drew back slammed back into him, and Goku arched, his eyes rolling up, as the prince struck his sweet spot. Vegeta set a bruising pace that had him twisting and writhing in pleasure he had previously thought impossible.

Oh God! Vegeta… How…?

Their tails instinctively twined around each other, ruffling and stroking as their coupling grew more and more frantic. The prince grasped his hips and pounded into him with savage thrusts. Goku thought he would die of pure pleasure.

One hand lifted from his hips to wrap firmly around his leaking cock, and the humanized Saiyajin lost all control. He was so close. So very close…

"Nnnnnn… Ahhh! V-vegetaaaaAH!" The scream rent his throat as his body locked and he spilled his essence between them.

He was faintly aware of the prince's answering roar before unconsciousness claimed him.

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Several hours later, Son Goku awoke clean and laying in a soft bed in one of the many Capsule Corporation rooms. The adjoining bathroom door was slightly ajar, and the gentle warrior could hear the pattering of water within.

Vegeta…