Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Hot Cross Buns ❯ Hot Cross Buns ( One-Shot )

HOT CROSS BUNS

 

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z. If I did, I'd make the opening to the show a video of Chichi in a blender, with Goku and Vegeta laughing hysterically at the end and a good electric guitar riff. Although that would drown out the screams and grinding noise…hmm, maybe not then. I like the grinding noises. So no guitar.

 

WARNINGS:

Swearing and profanity.

Whipping.

Furry animals go BOOM!!!!!

This is a PWP, a yaoi one to be more precise. To be more general, it means homosexual sex, so you don't like, you don't read. I don't like receiving flames from people who don't read warnings.

 

Dedication: Dedicated to…hmm. I know! Dedicated to creative swearing.

 

Preamble: This is my little Easter one shot. (Which turned out to be a lot longer than I initially intended). It isn't particularly Eastery, but it has rabbits in it, and it also has it's namesake in it too (grins evilly). Hopefully I'll write some more substantial things in the summer. However, I do intend on making the (final?) one of these holiday one shots for Halloween if this one goes down well. I actually have an idea there.

 

Thanks: Go to The Chichi Slaughter House, for (somewhat aggressively) getting me to write my Easter special, as well as betaing this for me.

 

 

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Peace hung quietly in the air over a warm meadow, as rabbits hopped casually through the long swaying grass, the warmth of summer already starting to set in as the distant fires bathed the field in their warm glow. Birds flew high in the cloud-speckled sky, little dots over the large, rippling grasses of the fields below. Daffodils and wild flowers were buffeted gently by the warm breeze, colourful petals flapping slightly and stems bending effortlessly. Butterflies fluttered carelessly over the meadow, hovering under the cool shade of the trees, new green leaves rustling in the delicate breeze, dappling the two figures beneath with mottled shadow and light. Shadows danced over them, the light constantly shifting, complimenting the serene atmosphere of the spring day.

 

The slighter figure lay on his back, hands crossed over his head, looking up into the foliage as he rested peacefully, the wind stirring his tall dark hair pleasantly as the glass swung tranquilly around his still form, in great contrast to the usually fiery and violent demeanour of the dark eyed individual. Further back, against the tree casting the pair under the speckled shadows, sat a larger figure, watching the smaller one intently, his eyes flashing in the shadow.

 

To bad this wasn't going to last. Not with this pair around.

 

Vegeta's eyes dropped sleepily, the body tired from the earlier spar between the pair, and agreeable from the warm emanating from the sun. Around his mate, he had no reason to be on his guard…the large one had brought him here for that sole reason. To relax. His tail rested lazily on his abdomen, the tip twitching slightly every now and then, brushing against the tight spandex material.

 

Goku watched Vegeta under his hooded eyelids, feigning his doziness, head resting indolently against the rugged tree bark.

 

Although he was far from that. Far indeed.

 

And those rabbits weren't just hopping, that's for sure.

 

Goku smirked down at the unsuspecting Prince hungrily. The large Saiyan was propped up against the tree, his bare chest gleaming with a glowing sheen of sweat, beads of moisture trickling in between the perfectly built muscles, and occasionally swelling up to trickle over the hard, defined pectorals. His obtrusively coloured shirts had long been abandoned in the centre of the field, the blazing rays of the sun too much for him that high up in the air, especially combined with the heat and exertion of battle. Even now, in the shade of the tree's foliage, he was still perspiring.

 

Although that may not be entirely due to the heat and his previous excursions, as his excitement started to make itself known, the baggy gi pants bulging slightly.

 

Goku smirked ferally, knowing Vegeta couldn't see him at this oblique angle, and in his most clueless voice, started speaking:

 

“Wow Vegeta. Don't those little bunny rabbits look cute?” His voice nearly dripped it was so cloyingly sweet.

 

To the untrained eye, this achieved nothing. No reaction. No reply. But to Goku's keen watch, he'd spotted something.

 

Something almost undetectable.

 

Vegeta's eyebrow twitched. Twitched almost unnoticeably slightly, his irritation suppressed.

 

Goku grinned. If he wanted to have Vegeta here and now, the best way was to goad him into it. His eyes shut briefly, picturing himself pounding down into the tight handsome Prince, the sun warming both their backs in the open field.

 

Yes. He definitely wanted take Vegeta here now.

 

For those rabbits appeared to have right idea…but his mate would need persuading.

 

“Vegeta? I mean look at them…fluffy, hopping and bouncing around like that.” Goku hid the amusement in his voice- this would drive Vegeta nuts, as he rambled on childishly. “With their little white fuzzy cotton tails…”

 

Abruptly, Vegeta sat up bolt upright, his pupils mere pinpricks as he began looking around him at the surrounding rabbits, for Goku and the tree were situated directly behind him. Rabbits were scattered in the fields around him, some bolting away at the movement of the Saiyan Prince, but overall they remained doing the activities that currently engaged them, paying no heed to the small twitching Saiyan.

 

Activities that rabbits do…such as frolicking, grazing, hopping…

 

And humping…

 

Rabbit stuff.

 

Vegeta growled angrily. He was trying to relax, and now the idiot was talking to him about bunny rabbits?

 

Fluffy, cute bunny rabbits?

 

`Pass me the barf bag.' Exclaimed Vegeta sardonically to himself.

 

“Well Kakarot, I don't like fuzzy. In fact, I hate fuzzy.” Stated Vegeta, making a liberal use of his most evil tone of voice.

 

Goku shivered at the sound, the tremors shooting straight to his groin. He loved it when Vegeta used that voice…it was so sinful…and sexy…

 

Goku was jerked out of his brief reverie suddenly, however, by a series of fast explosions, as Vegeta shot dozens of small ki balls indiscriminately at the rabbits around them, blowing them to smithereens on contact.

 

Goku watched in shock as small, smoking tatters of fur drifted slowly to the ground, blown feet into the air by the little explosions. He wasn't expecting that…. he had hoped Vegeta was going to attack him, not the rabbits.

 

Smirking in satisfaction at the bits of fluff falling down the Earth, exactly how a bowling ball wouldn't, Vegeta kicked back again, slumping to the earth lazily, nesting in the soft grass with a sigh of satisfaction.

 

Goku growled lowly. If he couldn't goad Vegeta into this, then he'd have to be more direct.

 

Also, considering who he was, he supposed he had to be angry about the needless destruction of the rabbits. He liked rabbits. He didn't like seeing things go to waste like this.

 

Goku pushed himself into a standing position from the tree and stomped indignantly over to Vegeta.

 

“That wasn't very nice Vegeta.” He glared down at Vegeta in accusation.

 

“Well Kakarot, I'm not very nice either.” Vegeta replied evilly.

 

Goku glared angrily. “Then maybe you need some discipline, my naughty little Prince.” And with that he reached down, grabbing Vegeta by the waist and picking him up easily, like someone would pick up a small child. Holding Vegeta by the waist in one arm against his side, facing backwards, the opposite way to Goku, the tall Saiyan started to levitate upwards alongside the tree, Vegeta squirming wildly in his grip.

 

“I wouldn't do that if I were you.” Goku advised the wriggling Prince, applying a hard smack to his exposed bottom with a free hand, causing Vegeta to gasp in shock.

 

“Kakarot, you bastard! What the hell are you doing? And don't call me little!” yelled Vegeta in offence at the rough treatment, thrashing futilely in Goku's unbreakable grip.

 

Goku ignored him this time, concentrating on reaching the top of the tree.

 

“Kakarot, you fucking assclown! Let me go, you crap swinging faecal farmer!” Vegeta threw his insults onto Goku, knowing his struggles were amounting to naught. This had no effect on Goku, who had heard all these things before.

 

“That is only going to get you in more trouble, my grumpy little Prince.” Goku replied in a sing-song voice.

 

Sending a further rough spank down on Vegeta's supple behind, eliciting another gasp from Vegeta, Goku reached one of the higher boughs of the tree, reaching over to rip a thin branch of the side, newly grown in the recent spring weeks and very limber, bending flexibly as the burly Saiyan waved it experimentally.

 

Vegeta squirmed futilely in Goku's grip, unable to see what the other was doing.

 

For some reason, this made him more nervous.

 

Vegeta squirmed, trying to turn his head around sufficiently to see what was going on around him, and failing spectacularly.

 

“Kakarot? What are you doing?” Vegeta asked, his voice gaining the faintest twinge of fear as to what Goku may do to him. “Why are we up here Kakarot?”

 

Goku didn't answer him; merely turning them around in the air, and flying backwards, sitting down gracefully on the bough of the tree, dropping Vegeta somewhat unceremoniously onto the bough beside him, leaving the Prince bent over suggestively. To prevent any escape, Goku placed one hand one the small of Vegeta's back, ensuring that he would not escape.

 

“A lovely view, isn't it Vegeta?” Goku asked, toying with the switch in his spare hand, rolling his over his fingers absently.

 

“Well Kakarot, I wouldn't know…is a view of the insect riddled underside of this branch and the dry floor below lovely?” Vegeta replied scathingly.

 

Goku growled. “Maybe you should try to be civil Vegeta, by not blowing up innocent creatures, and insulting me, and then you wouldn't land yourself into these situations.”

 

“What situations?” questioned Vegeta, his voice again slightly nervous.

 

“These.” Replied Goku simply, pulling Vegeta roughly over his lap, so the petite Prince was lying on his belly across Goku's thighs, eyes wide in shock as he felt the insistent hardness jut against his side through Goku's gi pants and his own snug spandex.

 

“Kakarot you horny ass ramming bastard! Let me go!” shouted Vegeta as he squirmed futilely, the strong hand holding him steady.

 

“I wouldn't if I were you Vegeta. It'll only make your punishment worse.” Goku told him sternly.

 

Vegeta stopped his resistance. Kakarot had his game voice on. He was serious. Definitely serious.

 

Making a small pleased little sound at Vegeta's reformed behaviour, Goku grasped the waistband of his spandex trousers, pulling them down cautiously to the Prince's knees, exposing the firm, rounded behind to the warm air, dabs of sunlight glowing on the soft tan skin.

 

Goku purred softly, rubbing his hand over Vegeta's buttocks in appreciation, drawing a light purr out of his mate, who was already relaxing under the soothing touch.

 

`Perfect.' Goku grinned devilishly, pulling his hand away unhurriedly to pick up the switch, and raising it over Vegeta vulnerable ass, using his spare hand to hold the Prince steady, and his tail out of the way as the supple cane flew down to the bare bottom.

 

Vegeta nearly fell out of Goku's lap as he jolted up in surprise when the switch struck him squarely across both buttocks, causing him to yelp in pain as a long, thin, red mark instantly rose up on the tan skin, marring it painfully. He growled at Goku.

 

Goku tightened the grip he had on the bough after Vegeta shook him, by raising and bracing his calves against it, despite the needlessness to do so, since it was easily wide and thick enough to sit on properly.

 

“What do you think you are doing Kakarot?” Vegeta yelled up, livid that Goku should do such a thing, his tail flicking angrily under Goku's hand.

 

“I'm. Teaching. You. A. Lesson.” Goku punctuated each word with a strike, yelling over the sound of the blows. Each time, he struck directly over the original mark, causing Vegeta to grit his teeth stubbornly as the blows bit into his flesh, and wince with each cracking sound.

 

Vegeta snarled angrily as Goku paused. He was not getting away with this.

 

“Kakarot, you bastard! Wait until I'm done with you!” With that brief message of damnation, Vegeta flared up into Super Saiyan, struggling wildly. Despite this, Goku was too fast, ascending as well, pinning Vegeta into his lap with his superior strength.

 

Goku pressed his hand against Vegeta's back, raising the cane again. “Lower your ki now, and I might make it easy for you.” Goku's normally gentle voice had an edge to rage on it, hard and unforgiving.

 

“NO!” Vegeta shouted furiously as he struggled, trying to break the taller Saiyan's grip.

 

Goku brought the switch down again with the strength of a Super Saiyan, hitting right over the original mark, breaking the skin and allowing droplets of crimson blood to well up over it.

 

Howling in pain, Vegeta tried vainly to buck out of Goku's strong grip. Nonetheless, this only caused the burly Saiyan to bring the whipping stick down again, this time altering his angle so he smacked across the original streak, rather than over it, making a cross shape, laying a brutal hit over each cheek in quick succession.

 

Vegeta grit his teeth, whimpering at the pain. Realising there was no stopping Goku, the stubborn Prince reluctantly admitted to himself that he had to listen and obey Goku.

 

Even if he was a moron.

 

Vegeta growled at the injustice, wincing, as again, two strokes rained swiftly upon his abused buttocks, again at the new angle, over the first pair.

 

`This would have been so much easier if I'd just not blown up those filthy vermin.' Realised Vegeta absently, yelping as two more strokes bit into his tortured ass.

 

Vegeta hurriedly lowered his ki in submission, his golden spikes bleeding back to their normal midnight black, his head dropping to rest his forehead against the side of Goku's thigh.

 

Goku smirked in triumph, sending two rapid strikes down on Vegeta's battered behind, before pulling back.

 

He leaned down, purring into Vegeta's ear.

 

“Do you give up? Have you learnt your lesson, my naughty Prince?” Goku asked Vegeta, his voice smug with his success.

 

Vegeta raised his head, groaning lowly as a breeze swept past them, causing the wounds on his buttocks to sting.

 

“Yes Kakarot. I've learnt my lesson. I give. Please, no more…” Vegeta lowered his ki submissively as he said this, pushing it down so far as that it could be easily sensed by the Saiyan whose lap he lay across, but was still low enough to pose no threat in the slightest, intent on giving Goku no doubt that he was serious about this, and not faking.

 

Vegeta lowered his head against Goku's thigh once again, tears tickling down his cheek as he did so, his buttocks still twitching at the dull throbbing pain ringing through them, emanating from the cross markings Goku had imbedded into each cheek.

 

Goku brushed over Vegeta's clothed back with his powerful hands, trying to soothe the Prince, watching as the previously trapped tail retreated to wrap around Vegeta's waist and feeling slightly sorry for him when he felt the warm dampness of tears seeping through his gi trousers.

 

“Are you going to behave now, Vegeta?” Goku asked, his voice regaining some of it's usual compassion.

 

“Y…Yes.” Vegeta's voice was choked with tears.

 

`Maybe I did go to far…he seems pretty worked up…' Goku thought guiltily. `Maybe I ought to make it up to him.'

 

Discarding the switch carelessly, although not before wincing mentally when he saw the traces of blood on it, Goku picked Vegeta up gingerly by the waist, getting off the branch and floating smoothly back to down to the ground. As they dropped, Vegeta's spandex trousers quickly succumbed to the effects of gravity, falling carelessly to the ground below, billowing as they fell.

 

Turning around so the pair of them faced the tree, Vegeta being held out by the waist, Goku asked him kindly:

 

“Do you think you can stand?”

 

“I-I don't know…” Vegeta stuttered, still somewhat afraid as to what Goku was now going to do to him.

 

Deciding against making Vegeta stand, Goku gently lowered him into a kneeling position in front of the tree, still facing it, supporting the wobbly Prince with one hand.

 

“You can use the tree if you like Vegeta.” Goku advised warmly, watching Vegeta extend one arm to prop himself up.

 

“Alright there Vegeta?” Goku asked, making sure Vegeta could support himself.

 

Vegeta nodded slightly, his tail uncoiling and waving out behind him as he tried to keep his balance.

 

Goku knelt down behind him, lowering his head to examine the bruised bottom, causing Vegeta to flinch as his breath ran over the tender marks.

 

“Let me take care of you Vegeta…” Despite this, by the sound of Goku's voice Vegeta didn't seem to have a choice either way, as a pink tongue darted to lap up the blood around the wounds, the spiky haired owner purring contently at the taste, lapping the burning skin soothingly.

 

Moving over to the slowly bleeding whip marks, Goku gingerly licked along them, grasping Vegeta's hips and massaging them tenderly as Vegeta made a quick intake of breath in pain.

 

Hushing the slight Prince, Goku continued to lick and soothe the cuts in a silent apology to Vegeta, smirking slightly as he saw the Prince's half formed erection through the partially parted legs, encouraging Goku to continue, lapping every inch of battered skin on Vegeta's behind.

 

Vegeta moaned lowly at the feelings caused by Goku; the relaxing ministrations of his tongue giving Vegeta a delightful mixture of pleasure and pain.

 

Having thoroughly soothed and cleaned the hurts on the cheeks, Goku's tongue sneakily moved towards the cleft, under the pretence of moving to the other cheek again. Goku purred as he lapped along it, moving up to lick around the base of Vegeta's tail, eliciting a low gasp of pleased surprise as he ruffled the fur around the base with his tongue.

 

Moving away from the waving tail, Goku licked down to Vegeta's entrance, parting the subtle cheeks carefully with his face, nuzzling against the cleft of Vegeta's ass, lapping over his unyielding opening gently, wetting and relaxing the tight ring of muscle. Using his spare hand, Goku affectionately ruffled the sable fur of Vegeta's tail, running over the length of the sinuous appendage.

 

Pushing his tongue carefully through the wet ring of muscle, Goku gently probed with the slick muscle, lapping at the inner walls as he stretched Vegeta's entrance carefully. Vegeta rested his head against his upper arm, the one supporting him against the tree, his face flushed in pleasure at the attention he was receiving. Goku thrust his tongue into Vegeta deeper, wrenching a sigh of gratification from the Prince, the inner muscles tightening instinctively around his own flexible penetrating one as Goku's tongue brushed over his prostrate, causing the sigh to escalate into a low moan.

 

Vegeta's legs shook, his quadriceps twitching and clenching sporadically as he tried to say kneeling upwards. The hand Goku had on his hip tightened reassuringly, silently promising his safety.

 

Goku ran his tongue inside Vegeta, massaging his inner muscles carefully, occasionally darting deeper to brush over the Prince's prostrate, enjoying the little gasps emanating from the shaking figure above him.

 

Pulling his tongue back, Goku thrust it into Vegeta again, moving it within him as though it were another part of his anatomy, driving as deep as he could, pushing against Vegeta's prostrate each time.

 

Vegeta moaned loudly, his legs going limp and relying on Goku's hand as he felt the rough tongue brush repeatedly over his prostrate, his tail writhing wildly in Goku's firm grip. Goku released the tail suddenly, reaching around to stroke Vegeta's dripping erection, drawing a long moan of pleasure from him. Purring, Goku wrapped his hand around the insistent erection, squeezing zealously and thrust his tongue as deeply as he could, the vibrations causing Vegeta to yell aloud in pleasure, his essence spilling over Goku's hand as tight muscles clenched forcefully about his tongue.

 

Goku, pulling his tongue out of Vegeta slowly, brought his hand around to his mouth, cleaning it thoroughly. Once his hand was clean, Goku turned his attention back to the Prince.

 

Cautiously gripping Vegeta's hips with his hand, Goku turned his around so they were face to face and sat Vegeta so he straddled Goku's lap. Goku's brawny hands stroked the sides of Vegeta's hips, slowly pulling the slighter figure closer to him so that the straining bulge in Goku's gi could clearly be felt nudging against Vegeta's thigh, causing a slight crimson tinge to appear on the Prince's cheekbones.

 

Goku moved one hand from Vegeta's hip to the side of his face, stroking Vegeta's cheek tenderly, and bringing him close, Goku leaned down to kiss along the pink cheekbones, before trailing down to capture Vegeta's lips with his own, the Prince soon allowing him entrance as Goku's tongue ventured, rubbing against Vegeta's own firmly, drawing a low purr from Vegeta as he pulled away.

 

“You know Vegeta…before you blew them to pieces, those bunnies gave me an idea…” Goku leaned down and purred huskily into Vegeta's ear. “Do you know what it is?”

 

Vegeta smirked slightly, something like his former confidence.

 

“I think I do…” he replied, caressing the bulge in Goku's gi with his thigh, causing the larger Saiyan to groan with pleasure, eyes half closed at the pleasure from his neglected erection.

 

Holding Vegeta by his thighs to prevent from moving, Goku looked back up at him lustfully.

 

“So do I…” Goku grinned, admiring the how the spots of light shining through the leaves showed the dark red of Vegeta's hair when they landed on it. He moved his hand off Vegeta hips again, grasping the lower hem of Vegeta's shirt, pulling it up over the bronzed chest, licking along the trail the shirt travelled, before reaching Vegeta's chest, where he moved across to capture a nipple, lapping and licking over it soothingly, before nipping on it, causing Vegeta to gasp in surprise as he lifted his arms, allowing Goku to finish pulling the shirt off.

 

Discarding the spandex top carelessly, Goku turned his fully attention to Vegeta's torso, nipping and lapping his hardening nipples, whilst massaging the strong muscles of Vegeta's abdomen with his hands, smirking as he felt them rippling beneath his hands, the Prince shivering lightly under Goku's touch.

 

Pulling away from Vegeta's chest, Goku blew over his damp nipples lightly, pulling a startled gasp from Vegeta, before rising fully so they were face to face.

 

Vegeta smirked, looking down at Goku's taut gi bottoms.

 

“It seems you have a slight obstacle, Kakarot.” He chuckled.

 

Goku frowned at his gi in discontent, before lifting Vegeta off his hips so he could get up to remove the offending item, losing his temper when he couldn't get his foot out of the right leg and throwing a blue boot at the tree in frustration, making Vegeta jump at the loud cracking sound as a dent appeared in the tree's bark.

 

Finally having removed his clothes, Goku looked down at Vegeta, grinning ferally at the Prince.

 

Vegeta looked up at Goku, quivering under the intensity of the gaze the larger Saiyan was giving him.

 

“Kakarot?” Vegeta asked nervously.

 

Goku suddenly picked Vegeta up, holding the Prince by his hips again, nuzzling his chest as he walked them out into the sunlight, further into the field onto the soft grass. He placed Vegeta carefully on the grass, trusting the Prince to say put.

 

After giving Vegeta a small smile from his vantage point, Goku walked around him, their backs facing the sun, which hung high in the sky above, the rays beating down upon them, warming their skin pleasantly. Goku deftly pushed Vegeta down, leaving him standing on all fours.

 

Looking at the twin cross marks on Vegeta's presented behind, Goku purred, softly running his hands over them, the wounds already starting to heal, but still as clear as ever, although by the looks of it, that wouldn't last long, they not being deep enough to scar. Goku sighed mentally in relief. Vegeta would've killed him if his “assets” were permanently damaged.

 

Hell, he would've killed himself first.

 

Gripping Vegeta's hips with his hands, Goku brushed his arousal against Vegeta's prepared entrance, his tail entwining with Vegeta's as he did so.

 

Goku leaned down over Vegeta, whispering into his ear with a husky voice.

 

“Ready?” Goku licked the shell of Vegeta's ear, whilst rubbing more insistently against him.

 

Vegeta groaned, needy, his back arching under Goku in order to raise his ass higher into the air, caressing against Goku's arousal more firmly.

 

“Y-yes…Kakarot….” Vegeta shifted under him urgently, his tail tightening around Goku's in anticipation.

 

Goku purred happily at the agreement as he mounted the Prince, and started to sink into Vegeta, groaning loudly as his length became fully sheathed in the Prince's undulating tightness. Vegeta moaned lowly at the fullness, as Goku stretched him unspeakably, his tail tightening and loosening about Goku's own sporadically.

 

Goku purred deeply as the sun warmed his back, his knees resting in the soft grass as he pulled out of Vegeta lethargically, and pushed in again, starting a slow, even pace, savouring the calmness between them. Vegeta groaned lowly, but Goku was unsure as to whether it was from frustration or pleasure as the Prince's hands clung to the grass.

 

Smirking, Goku took hold of Vegeta's hips, moving them with his hands, so he was pulling Vegeta sedately onto his own arousal as he stopped thrusting himself.

 

Underneath him, the Prince growled slightly, wanting more.

 

“Vegeta?” Goku asked innocently, much like he had earlier. “Do you want more of this?” As he spoke, Goku gripped Vegeta's hips firmly, tilting him so that each slow, languorous stroke swept directly against his prostrate, bringing a little moan out of Vegeta each time Goku pulled him back onto his hips.

 

Goku shivered, moving Vegeta slowly meant he felt that too, the slowness slowly was driving him insane, and he was finding it harder and harder to control himself. To stop himself from pounding down into Vegeta mercilessly. To stop himself from pinning him to the ground and dominating him.

 

Especially when Vegeta's tail had unwound itself from Goku's entirely and was now waving above his ass, baring himself openly in a submissive invitation for Goku to move faster.

 

Vegeta whimpered faintly, trying to push back against Goku's hips, to goad the one behind him into moving. Goku gasped at the sudden movement, his hips jumping forward of their own free will, causing Vegeta to groan loudly in bliss at the force.

“More Kakarot…move will you?” Vegeta proclaimed, his voice tinged with frustration at the slow pace.

 

Goku held Vegeta's hips, pinning them so he wouldn't move, and nearly pulled out entirely, only leaving the tip in.

 

“If you wish Vegeta…” Goku chuckled, starting to move within Vegeta again, but still at a slow pace, so the overall effect didn't change, leaving Vegeta whined out loud with need, his tail failing above his back fitfully.

 

“Kakarot…you know what I mean…don't play with me…” Vegeta snarled underneath him. “Move faster!”

 

Goku chuckled, pulling out. “You only had to say, my Prince.” And with that, Goku began to piston into Vegeta, moving hastily, taking his breath away as his prostrate was stroked roughly.

 

“This better my Prince?” asked Goku, his voice slightly breathy from exertion.

 

“Yes…” Vegeta panted, his back slick with sweat that had earlier beaded and dripped down it, glistening in the light of the sun above.

 

Regaining his composure again, Vegeta soon started pushing back against Goku's surging hips, moaning lowly as he moved harder, putting more force into Goku's rapid thrusts, causing the man behind him to cry out in surprise and approval.

 

Smirking, Goku gripped Vegeta's hips, holding them steady as he plunged in harder and deeper, not sacrificing his speed, Vegeta moaned without reservation, driving Goku on, the taller Saiyan's thighs driving against the soreness of the earlier whipping, the slight pain only making Vegeta appreciate the pleasure of it more.

 

Howling Goku thrust into Vegeta deeply, ascending to Super Saiyan, the rapid expansion overwhelming the writhing Prince, causing him to come hard onto the grass with a thunderous scream of “Kakarot”, making Goku's once diminutive pride swell up immensely, he thrust once more into Vegeta, releasing into him with a howl, causing all the remaining rabbits that had previously retreated to their warrens before Vegeta combusted their relatives to scatter far, more afraid of the powerful Saiyan than they ever were of Vegeta.

 

Goku groaned, pulling out of Vegeta and collapsing to the side, panting heavily as he resumed his original form, the glowing blond returning raven black.

 

Vegeta keeled over, narrowly avoiding his own mess on the grass, lying down on his side, barely having the energy to pant.

 

Goku leaned over, pulling Vegeta onto his back, watching the broad chest heave with the Prince's shaky breaths, which were slowly returning to normal. Soon, the pair where basking in the afternoon sun, clothes forgotten as they lay in the middle of the field.

 

“You know Vegeta.” Started Goku, impulsively breaking the mutual silence between them. “Its real pity you made those rabbits evaporate and such.”

 

Vegeta growled, sitting up and facing Goku. “I thought you already punished me enough for that.”

 

“I know…it just…” Goku looked slightly sad. “I hate seeing good food go to waste…we can't eat fur after all…”