Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ House With Contents ❯ House With Contents ( Chapter 1 )

They had viewed 17 different homes over the past 3 weeks and it was starting to takes its toll on the couple. Each house had been nice, in its own way, but just not what they were looking for in a home. They needed a place that would fit in with their active lifestyle. So far the homes ran the gamut of sizes, styles, locations, and prices. What they were looking for shouldn't have been too hard to find...should it? Money was not the problem. They had each come into their union with more than enough cash. So what was the problem?

"Vegeta. Maybe we should just take Bulma up on her offer to design a house that fits our needs. It would be much easier than what we've been doing for the past few weeks."

Vegeta stopped mid-flight almost causing Goku to bump into him. "I thought we already discussed this Kakarrot. The onna said that it would take at least 8 months from design stage to production with this being their busiest season. Frankly, I don't want to wait that long. I need to get away from Capsule Corp ASAP. Between the employees traipsing about at all hours, your parasitical friends hanging around constantly, and Mrs. Briefs with her incessant idiotic chatter, we don't have any privacy. I just can't take it much longer."

Goku knew that Vegeta was right. They didn't have any privacy at Capsule Corp. He thought back to the incident that facilitated their house hunt 3 weeks ago.

/Flashback/

Goku and Vegeta had been sparring in the gravity room since before dawn. They had only stopped once for a large afternoon lunch. Afterwards, they continued their spar in Capsule Corp's backyard, which was more like a field. After several complaints from Bulma about the disruptive noise they were creating, they decided to end early.

The sun was setting when they entered the kitchen through the back door. They were immediately greeted by Mrs. Briefs' shrill, girlish voice.

"Oh hi Goku, hi Vegeta. My, you two sure are looking as handsome as ever. If I wasn't a married woman...oh my." She giggled walking over to the two Saiyan warriors.

Vegeta just grunted and Goku blushed fiercely.

"Are you two boys hungry? I was just about to start dinner, but I could make you a little snack to hold you until its ready." She said, knowing that a little snack to a Saiyan was a full course meal.

Goku grinned at the mention of food. "Sure that would be great." He said moving over to the table.

Vegeta stopped him before he could even sit down.

"No Kakarrot. Shower first, then we eat."

"Aw, but Geta, can't we just have a little snack?" He said pouting.

Vegeta was not normally one to turn down food, but for some reason he was feeling rather anxious. Like when you know you're forgetting something important, but you just don't know what.

"No Kakarrot." He repeated, in his end of discussion tone.

Goku had known Vegeta long enough to pick up on the seriousness in his tone. Not wanting to argue with him, he reluctantly agreed. They quickly went upstairs to their room, where they discarded their torn clothes in a trash receptacle and moved to the bathroom.

They showered together because with the temperature and amount of water that a Saiyan used...if they took turns, the second person wouldn't have any hot water. Plus it was always more fun (wink, wink) together.

They had been in the shower for half an hour, neither having actually washed anything. They had spent the time kissing and leisurely exploring each other's body. Suddenly Goku's stomach growled loudly.

"Gomen Vegeta. I guess I'm too hungry for this right now. Let's just hurry up and get through. The quicker we eat dinner, the quicker we can play." He said with a mischievous smirk.

"Baka," Vegeta said as he chuckled under his breath. "You're always hungry."

They resumed their shower, actually washing this time. Goku was the first to step out onto the soft gray shag rug. He grabbed a large towel from the vanity and dried off. Vegeta got out of the shower and did the same, then wrapped his towel around his waist. After they finished grooming, they moved into the bedroom in search of clothes.

Vegeta noticed a stack of folded cloths sitting atop the dresser in two piles. One pile was orange and blue (Goku's), and the other pile was blue and white (Vegeta's).

~Good, Mrs. Briefs did the laundry today. I so like my clothes to be Bounce fresh. ~ He moved over to the dresser and picked up Goku's orange gi and blue shirt, and threw it to him.

The bedroom was hot and filling with the steam that was pouring into it through the open bathroom door. Goku quickly put on his clothes and moved over to the sliding glass balcony doors. He opened the drapes that had been closed all day, and slid the glass doors open to let the cool night breeze in.

Vegeta picked up his own blue spandex body suit and had just finished slipping it on when he noticed something. There on the dresser, behind the two piles of clothes was the celestial calendar they kept to inform them of the moon cycles. He quickly moved the clothes and grabbed the calendar. His mouth dropped...his face draining of color. He now knew what important fact he had forgotten. ~Kuso...There's going to be a full moon tonight. ~ He turned to inform his mate of the moon, and his face paled even more, if that were possible. He noticed for the first time that the larger Saiyan was standing at the open balcony doors, basking in the early rays of the full moon.

Vegeta all but ran over to the balcony and yanked the drapes closed. He hoped that he had stopped Goku from viewing the moon in time enough to halt its libido enhancing affects.

"Kakarrot, are you...okay?" He said with a bit of trepidation in his voice.

Goku just stood, affixed to the same spot, staring at the now closed curtains. Then he took in a deep breath, as if sniffing the air, and turned to face Vegeta. The look in his eyes could only be described as savage. Vegeta shuddered under the gaze, not just with apprehension, but with anticipation as well.

~So much for the food. ~ He thought as Goku moved closer to him and tangled his fingers in the Ouji's unruly mane. Goku moved his head forward and let his lips brush teasingly over Vegeta's. He touched the smaller Saiyan's lips with his tongue, imploring for entrance. Vegeta blissfully complied, opening his mouth ever so slightly.

Goku took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, eliciting a moan from the parted lips of his lover. He slid his other hand down the ouji's spandex-clad chest, and fingered his left nipple through the material. He pulled his head back to look into his mate's desire filled midnight eyes. Then he moved his lips down to Vegeta's cheek, jaw, and then to his neck leaving a trail of light kisses. When he reached the bond mark, his mark, he licked it ever so lightly.

The taste and feel of Vegeta's silken skin, the sight of his desire filled eyes, and the sound of his passionate moans was driving Goku to the edge. He breathed deeply again...reveling in the fragrance created by the distinct masculine scent of Vegeta, mixed with the invigorating scent of arousal, and the faint, but noticeable scent of lavender soap. The aroma was what sent him over the edge. He suddenly jerked Vegeta's head to the side, exposing the sensual curve of his neck. A feral growl escaped his throat as he bit down, reopening the bond mark and lapping at the sweet imperial blood that spilled forth.

Vegeta froze as he felt Goku's teeth sink into his neck. Through his haze of desire, a coherent thought flashed across his mind. He knew that moon desire mixed with blood lust was not the safest of combinations. Add to that the weak, pathetic ningen that currently occupied the building they were in, and you had the makings of a true disaster.

Thinking quickly, he pulled away from Goku and looked up at the taller man.

"Kakarrot. Did you forget about dinner? I'm sure Mrs. Briefs is finished by now. Let's go get some food." ~That's it. Appeal to his insatiable hunger. Maybe that can at least buy me some time. ~ He thought.

Goku seemed to ponder this for a moment, but before he could give an answer, Vegeta grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the bedroom. When they reached the kitchen, Mrs. Briefs, Dr. Briefs, and Bulma were already there.

"It's about time you two showed up. I was just about to come and drag you down here for dinner." Bulma said with a knowing smirk.

For the second time that day, Vegeta grunted and Goku blushed fiercely.

They sat down at the table and Mrs. Briefs immediately placed a heaping plate in front of each man. They dug into the food with the enthusiasm that only a Saiyan could possess. Vegeta kept his eyes on his plate, half listening to the conversation at the table. When he looked up, Goku was gazing at him with a ravenous glint in his sable eyes. He noticed that Goku's eating seemed to be purely instinctual. He wasn't paying any attention to his food, just eating by rote. During dinner, he never took his eyes off his ouji. Vegeta turned his gaze back to his plate, which Mrs. Briefs kept refilling.

Goku had always been the first to finish eating, followed shortly after by Vegeta. Even though they easily ate 10 times more that the humans, they ate it much faster. Tonight was no exception. Goku finished his food in record time, and Mrs. Briefs immediately served him dessert. She loved cooking for her two Saiyan roommates. She was always trying out some new recipe on them. Goku downed two helpings of the confection and was on his third when Vegeta finished dinner.

Mrs. Briefs immediately set a piece of cake in front of him. He examined the dessert carefully. It looked like pineapple upside down cake, but it smelled differently. The fruit on top was caramelized and a sticky glaze was drizzled over the cake. The smell was really sweet and exotic, but familiar at the same time. Vegeta had eaten so many different types of fruit in his travels, that sometimes it was hard to keep them straight. He placed a forkful in his mouth and savored the cake. It was one of the most heavenly tastes he had ever experienced. He was now sure that he had tasted this before, but he still couldn't identify it. He continued to blissfully consume his dessert, forgetting about the others at the table.

"The meal was excellent mom. And this cake is delectable. What kind is it?" Bulma asked.

Mrs. Briefs' eyes lit up at the compliment. "Oh thank-you dear. It's glazed pomegranate upside down cake. I found the recipe in Pastry Chef Digest and I just had to try it. How do you boys like it?" She said turning her attention to Goku and Vegeta. However, she didn't get a reply. Vegeta was staring at Goku with a shocked expression on his face. Goku was licking the pomegranate glaze from his fingers, and eyeing Vegeta like a lion about to pounce on a gazelle. It was the same look that he had seen on Goku's face in the bedroom, right after he closed the drapes. Again, Vegeta shuddered under the gaze, this time with more apprehension than anticipation.

~Could this get any more complicated. The last time he ate pomegranates, I couldn't sit properly for almost a week. Damn, damn, damn...as if this whole full moon and bloodlust thing wasn't enough. Now I have to deal with him doped up on pomegranate glaze.* Shit, I thought I told that woman the last time that he was allergic to pomegranates in order to avoid this. Leave it to that ditzy onna to forget. I don't know whether to be excited, or fear for my life. ~

"Vegeta...Vegeta, are you okay?" Bulma asked reaching over and touching him on the shoulder. Suddenly Goku growled and reached over the table grabbing Vegeta by the arm. He stood up and quickly yanked Vegeta up from the table, knocking over both their chairs in the process. Everyone at the table stared in stunned silence at the scene unfolding before them. Goku shoved Vegeta against a nearby wall hard enough to send pictures crashing to the floor. He pressed his larger body against the Ouji, effectively pinning him against the wall. The gesture could not be described as anything other than possessive. His free hand moved up to Vegeta's chin, forcing his head up. He leaned down and captured the smaller man's lips in a forceful kiss. Vegeta felt fire seize his groin. He moaned into the kiss and reached up fisting his hands in Goku's hair. He momentarily forgot where he was. That is until he heard the disbelieving gasps coming from behind Goku. Remembering their audience, he quickly wedged his hands between their bodies and pushed the taller Saiyan back.

He knew that whatever was going to happen was inevitable. Many had found out the hard way that there was no stopping Saiyan copulation during a full moon.

~ We better spend tonight away from here, or we'll end up destroying something. ~

He grabbed Goku's wrist and quickly led him out the back door, ignoring the questioning gazes they were receiving from the others. The last thing he heard from inside was Bulma saying, "What the fuck just happened...?" Then the door slammed closed.

He released Goku's hand and took to the night air. Not exactly knowing where they were going, just away from Capsule Corp. He didn't have to look back to know that Goku was following him.

The rays of the full moon were shining upon him, severely increasing his libido. His flight pattern was erratic. He couldn't concentrate. It felt as if he had been flying for hours, when he knew that it had only been a few moments. He was having trouble keeping himself steady. Suddenly Goku appeared in front of him. He tried to halt his momentum to avoid colliding with the other Saiyan, but he couldn't stop. Goku embraced him and pressed his lips against the confined Ouji. Vegeta felt them rapidly plummeting toward the ground. Their landing created a tremor that startled away the ducks in a nearby pond. The moon reflected off the water, intensifying the affect of its rays.

Vegeta was dangling in the other's embrace at least a foot off the ground. He tried to pull away but Goku slid one hand up his back and gripped his hair almost painfully. Vegeta growled and bit down on his mate's lip, drawing blood. Goku growled back at him and shoved his tongue in Vegeta's mouth, sharing the blood that had been drawn. The sweet taste of his mate's blood mixed with the lingering flavor of pomegranate sent a shiver through the prince's body. A low sensuous moan escaped from his throat. That was all the encouragement Goku needed. He ran his hand up the front of Vegeta's body suit and slid his fingers under the collar. With one swift pull, he ripped the material to the waist, leaving Vegeta's well-chiseled torso completely exposed. The smaller Saiyan let out a strangled gasp at the feel of the cool night breeze against his nipples. This time he finally succeeded in pulling his lips away. Not one to be outdone, he fisted his hands in the orange and blue material and ripped it completely off in one smooth motion. His movement caused Goku to lose his balance, and they fell forward, pinning Vegeta to the ground.

Goku smirked mischievously at the Saiyan prince's position. This was just how he wanted things. He trailed sensuous kisses from his mate's lips, down the graceful curve of his neck and to his nipples. He paused there, alternately licking and sucking each until it peaked. Vegeta writhed and moaned in pleasure under his lover's ministrations. Goku slid his body further down until he was straddling his lover's knees. He trailed fiery kisses along the way, stopping once to dip his tongue in his navel. He continued down, until his mouth came into contact with the remaining material at the waist of Vegeta's spandex outfit. He took the material in his teeth and pulled up, ripping the rest of the fabric from the Ouji's body, and freeing his throbbing arousal in the process.

Goku bent back down, and swirled his tongue across the tip, tasting the deliciously bitter precum, that had formed. He trailed his tongue down the length and back up again. Vegeta fisted his hands in his partner's hair and applied pressure. Goku got the message and took the length in his mouth with one smooth stroke. He bobbed his head up and down allowing deeper penetration with each thrust. Vegeta moaned loudly, his hips bucking off the ground to meet with Goku's movements.

The moaned in ecstasy as the pale moonlight danced across their skin. Goku was quickly becoming impatient. He wanted more of his mate, and he wanted him now. He removed his mouth from his lover's shaft, gaining him an indignant gasp. Goku stood back up. He grabbed the front of his gi pants and ripped them off his body. Vegeta looked on from his position on the ground. Suddenly he felt himself being lifted to his knees. Goku smirked down at him and grabbed the back of his neck. He pulled his lover forward, bringing Vegeta's lips into contact with his aching arousal.

Vegeta took a deep breath, reveling in Goku's scent. The sweet piquant scent of his lover was overpowering his senses. He desperately needed to taste Goku. The ouji took the head in his mouth, and closed his lips around it. He teasingly flicked his across the tip, savoring the taste of the precum. ~I take back what I said about that cake. This is the most heavenly thing I've ever tasted. ~ Goku was again growing impatient by the minute.

"Tease" he said as he clenched his fingers tighter in Vegeta's unruly mane. He used his leverage to pull Vegeta forward, burying himself in his lover's searing mouth. Goku moaned Vegeta's name over and over again, into the night air.

"Uhh...Unhh...do a good job...little ouji" He quipped. "This is as much...ohhh...for your benefit...as mine." Goku managed to stutter.

Vegeta raised one eyebrow. Suddenly comprehension dawned on his face, and he pulled away.

Goku looked down at him, the same smirk plastered to his face as before. "So...you think I'm prepared enough already. Very well then." He said as he pushed the smaller man back onto the ground. He kneeled on the ground in between Vegeta's thighs, wrapping his lover's legs around his hips. He positioned his slick member at Vegeta's entrance.

"Are you ready for me koi?" he asked.

Before Vegeta could answer, he thrust forward, burying himself completely within his lover's tight body. Vegeta let out a startled cry from the blinding pain. Goku remained motionless, giving him time to adjust to the invasion. Once he felt Vegeta relax underneath him, he began to move again. He didn't waste any time building up speed, hitting Vegeta's spot with each thrust. The Ouji was writhing and screaming underneath his mate, in immense pleasure. The night air was filled with the bestial sounds of the two Saiyans' passionate lovemaking.

Goku grabbed his lover's neglected arousal and pumped it in rhythm with his own thrusts. They both teetered on the razor sharp edge of ecstasy, screaming each other's names repeatedly into the night air. Vegeta couldn't hold on any longer. With one final primal scream he erupted, coating Goku's hand and their abdomens with his seed. The sight of his lover's climax sent Goku over the edge. His scream mingled with Vegeta's as he emptied deep into his mate's searing body.

Goku collapsed on top of Vegeta and quickly rolled to his side, not wanting to crush his smaller mate. The moon had crossed the sky signaling the passage of time. The rays shimmered brightly against the sweat and cum soaked skin of the two sated lovers. Goku brought his hand up and leisurely licked Vegeta's seed from his fingers. They curled up next to each other, completely oblivious to their surroundings.

"I guess the screams and savage growling we heard wasn't someone being attacked by a wild animal...unless, of course, you classify our resident Saiyan lovers as wild animals." Bulma commented to one of her employees.

The two jumped up at the sound of her voice. Apparently they had not gone as far away from Capsule Corp. as they'd thought. They realized that they had been performing for Bulma, Dr. Briefs, and half of the Capsule Corp. night crew.

"Glad to see that you two have finally taken notice of us." She said, barely able to contain her amusement.

For the third time that night, Vegeta grunted and Goku blushed fiercely.

/End Flashback/

End (Part 1/?)

A/N: So what do you think of my first lemon? Comments...constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. Flames are okay if you give me a reason. Just saying that you don't like the subject is grounds for being laughed at because you've been forewarned.

*I read somewhere that pomegranates are highly erotic fruit that stimulate sexual anxiety and frustration...At least it did for Goku.

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