Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Patience ❯ Exploration ( Chapter 8 )

I know - I know. It's been forever since I posted. First I hit a writing wall, and then I got super busy. Please forgive me *cries, then yawns* Hopefully this chapter (and the next - first draft is done) will pacify you for awhile. Sit back, put your feet up, and enjoy the sex. :

Patience
By Pixelgoddess

Summary - Vegeta has had his eye on Goku for years, but isn't willing to make the first move. Will either of them bend?

This started out life as a series of one-shots, with required sentences - first 'Why did you stop?', then 'I've been waiting a long time for this' and 'You wouldn't dare.' Now look what has happened - it's taken on a life of its own.

Pairings - oh please - I almost never write anything but Goku and Vegeta. What do you think?
Warnings - This is me you are talking about - expect smut and angst, pretty much in equal measure. With enough sap to thin it out. Goku/Vegeta. Sex. Kissing. Smut. Yaoi. (Does everyone know what that means?) And now that the cat is out of the bag - mpreg.
A disclaimer too? *sighs* Would I worry about paying my bills if I owned them? Hell, if I owned them, there would have been more naked Saiyans, more sex, Goku would have saved Vegeta, and the prince would have been the one to pound the lizard to a pulp.

Chapter 8 - Exploration

Goku watched with admiration as Vegeta finished his kata, a sheen of sweat making his skin gleam in the morning sun. His prince was an amazing fighter, effortlessly switching between rapid powerful blows that exploded without warning and full-body attacks that were as overwhelming as a tidal wave.

Vegeta was wearing gi pants and a t-shirt that clung to every sculpted muscle. Goku licked his lips on realizing he could see the hard nipples pressing tightly against the fabric. He knew Vegeta would have continued training in the nude at just a hint from Goku - and he seriously considered it - but he decided to wait. He really wanted to get a few more hours of training in, and a naked Vegeta would be a distraction. Just thinking about it, and Goku found it difficult to concentrate on anything but the low pooling of heat.

Vegeta finished and turned his head, looking back over his shoulder at Goku. Goku was positive the prince had an idea of what he was thinking about, because his small smile transformed into a knowing grin.

"See something you like?" the prince asked.

"Oh no you don't," Goku chuckled, climbing to his feet. "We're going to spar. You promised."

Vegeta made an amused sniff and led the way to their sparring grounds, "Have it your way, Kakarott."

"I will," Goku grinned, admiring the view as he followed the prince.

"No ki attacks," Vegeta confirmed, taking his stance.

Goku nodded and dropped into position. Sparring while pregnant required some specific rules and a great deal of self-control. He was looking forward to being able to spar again at full strength, with no pulled punches. Until then…it was nice to know Vegeta was doing everything he could to protect their child while keeping Goku happy and healthy.

It had been a little more than a month since Piccolo had practically dumped him at Vegeta's feet. He struggled since then to overcome his fear of the prince being ashamed at his weakness; there were times when the feeling was so overwhelming he could barely cope.

Vegeta said it didn't matter, but with someone as proud as the prince he still found it difficult to believe that could be possible. But it had to be true: even through the mental struggles and physical changes he was going through, Vegeta stayed by his side, constantly surprising him with his gentle touches and obvious affection. He could hardly believe this was the stern man he'd known for years. Had anyone else seen this side of Vegeta? Surely Bulma and his children must have, at least later in life. The patience Vegeta had worked so hard to develop for fighting must have begun to extend to the rest of his life.

At least today Goku wouldn't completely embarrass himself; his ki was at a reasonable level and if he didn't overdo it he'd have enough energy for a few more comfortable days.

Goku went on the offensive, closing the distance. His first flurry of punches was a feint, keeping Vegeta distracted as his attack took him behind the prince. Vegeta was vulnerable for a split second and Goku spun and kicked him in the back, sending him stumbling a few steps before recovering.

"So that's how we're playing today, is it?" Vegeta smirked. They both knew Vegeta could kick his ass right now - just one burst of ki and Goku would be completely overpowered. But they also both knew he wouldn't.

"Yep," Goku grinned back. Thanks to their strict rules, he had a much better chance of hitting Vegeta. The prince was extremely limited in where he could safely strike a blow, while Goku had no such limitations.

"Good," he said, going on the offensive. Goku blocked the attack, acutely aware Vegeta was carefully testing his strength and the stability of his ki. Goku was pleased at how steady he was able to keep it, matching Vegeta blow for blow.

Goku couldn't help but grin at how good this felt. Because of the way his ki had been fluctuating it had been a few months since he had really pushed himself like this. He had missed the way the force of his attacks that found a target radiated up his arms and legs, exciting him with the thrill of battle.

Vegeta must have seen he was not concentrating, too absorbed in how his body was reacting to the spar, because the prince landed a blow he should have been able to block with ease. Goku growled, annoyed at himself, and pushed all the distracting thoughts to the back of his head. He focused on the spar, letting his instincts guide him.

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Goku dropped and swept Vegeta's feet out from under him. The prince hit the ground, but before he could rise Goku pounced onto his stomach, knocking the wind out of him.

Goku grinned down at the prince, "I win."

Vegeta smirked and slid his hands over Goku's ass, "And?"

"I haven't decided yet," he said, brushing fingertips over Vegeta's face, enjoying the feel of the prince's ki sparking against his skin.

Vegeta chuckled and pulled him down for a playful kiss, tangling fingers in his hair to prevent his escape - not that he was trying to. Goku sighed happily and pressed their bodies close together, glad he was still flexible enough to be able to bend like this. He felt Vegeta smirk into the kiss an instant before teasing fingers stroked up his side, tickling him.

"Hey!" he laughed, pulling back, "Stop that!"

Vegeta stopped, but only long enough to roll them over so that Goku was now trapped under him. "Make me," he grinned.

"That's-" Goku began, as he pushed his ki up, rolling them back over, "-cheating."

"I know," he chuckled, wandering fingers threatening.

Goku bit back a laugh when Vegeta found a particularly sensitive area. Blushing, he grabbed the prince's wrists and pushed them over his head, keeping them out of reach. "That'll teach you," he grinned.

"What happens if you let go?" Vegeta teased.

Goku considered for a moment before smirking as he took both of Vegeta's wrists in one hand. "I guess I'll have to make sure that doesn't happen." He slid the other down the prince's chest until it came to rest at the hem of his shirt. Vegeta's breath caught as his fingertips slipped underneath, brushing against the firm muscles of his abdomen. He caught the bottom of the t-shirt and began rolling it up the prince's chest, pausing several times to bend and kiss or lick a particularly enticing area of revealed flesh. Vegeta cooperated, lifting his back and finally his head from the ground enough for Goku to free the shirt until it was tangled in his arms.

Vegeta grinned up at him, "Now what will you do, Kakarott? If you let me go in order to take it off the rest of the way you're risking being tickled."

"Oh, you'd like that wouldn't you? Well it's not going to happen," he said, drawing Vegeta's wrists closer to him. Vegeta watched him, black eyes bright with amusement, as he quickly wrapped the t-shirt around his wrists, binding them together and stretching them over his prince's head.

"Very clever, Kakarott," Vegeta chuckled. "And now that you have me completely at your mercy, what do you intend?"

"What do you think?" Goku grinned. He smoothed his free hand over Vegeta's tight stomach muscles, letting his fingertips lightly brush over his ribs. Vegeta's eyes slid closed as he inhaled a shaky breath. Goku smiled to himself and brought his fingers to his forehead, ITing them to a small clearing in a wooded area he had discovered.

Vegeta opened his eyes as Goku used ki to pin his hands to the ground. The prince glanced around before studying him with amusement. "Didn't like where we were before?"

"Nope," Goku replied, "Too hard and rocky. You would be uncomfortable while I made love to you."

"Very considerate, Kakarott."

Goku bent low to whisper in his ear, "I know." Goku began to worship his prince with his mouth, enjoying the sounds that escaped. It still amazed him how…agreeable Vegeta was - no issues, no hang-ups…as if the angry, seemingly tortured prince of years past had vanished and become this amazing man.

"Kakarott," Vegeta groaned, part plea, part admonishment.

Goku was sorry he let himself get distracted. He hadn't realized how much he depended on the constant buzz of others' emotions until they were silent. He felt so alone at times he tended to forget how sensitive the prince was to his emotions. Goku bent and licked below his ear in apology. Vegeta sighed in appreciation and tipped his head up, baring his throat in a gesture of complete trust.

Goku slowly kissed and tasted Vegeta's throat, careful not to even scrape his teeth against the bronze flesh, unwilling to risk abusing the faith his prince had in him. He traced the corded muscle and raised veins with his tongue, spending a moment to press his lips against Vegeta's Adam's apple, still thrilled with the way it felt and moved at his touch.

He lifted his head to admire the way Vegeta's face transformed with pleasure, the hard lines in his forehead softening as his face relaxed. His mouth was open, his breath audible, making no attempt to mask his hungry sounds. Goku feathered his fingers over his closed eyes, his breath hitching with Vegeta's as energy seemed to flow through them at the whisper of contact. Vegeta's eyes slid open and he was captured, transfixed, unable to draw his hand away from his prince's face as dark eyes pierced him.

"Kakarott," Vegeta breathed, desire intensifying his gaze.

He wanted to say 'I love you, Vegeta,' to let him know how much the prince meant to him, but the word was completely inadequate. He was beginning to understand what Vegeta meant about 'love' and did his best to reserve the word - to make it mean something. They weren't completely mated yet, but he wanted his prince to know how he felt - he just didn't know how to tell him. All he could do was open his mouth and gaze helplessly, hoping Vegeta understood.

Vegeta looked at him, expression softening, "I know Kakarott."

Goku looked into those dark eyes, wishing he could see into his prince as well as Vegeta could see him.

Goku bent and kissed him again, brushing his tongue against his lips before slipping past sharp teeth to taste the heat and smoke of his prince. Vegeta moaned and arched beneath him, pressing their bodies together, the movement creating friction against Goku's cock trapped between them.

He glided his fingertips over Vegeta's sides, working his way up, delicately tracing each rib. Vegeta gasped as he found a sensitive area, goose bumps rushing over his skin. He could feel Vegeta's eyes on him as he slid lower down his prince's body. Goku bent to taste the firm muscles of his stomach, tongue and lips exploring the heat of his abdomen before moving to the buttery smoothness of his hip, finding his way by taste alone.

The sounds Vegeta made as he arched and writhed beneath him went straight through Goku; he never wanted them to end. His worship continued, only momentarily interrupted by the waistband of Vegeta's pants. The prince groaned in relief as they were carefully removed, freeing his erection.

Goku caught and kept Vegeta's gaze as he bent low and traced the tip of his tongue up his prince's erection. Savoring the heady taste when he wrapped his lips around the head he enjoyed the flavor a moment before pulling away.

"Ggg - Kakarott… fuckin' tease," Vegeta stuttered as he stopped.

"I'm not a tease," Goku grinned, "You are just too impatient."

"Should I get loose and show you just how impatient I can be?" he growled.

Goku chuckled and continued his worship, grazing his teeth against Vegeta's inner thighs, letting his hair brush tantalizingly over his prince's erection. Vegeta became incoherent as cried out in frustrated anticipation every time Goku merely breathed on his arousal before moving on to another section of flesh.

He wanted to taste every inch of Vegeta's body again, but he knew his prince could not hold out much longer. He saw his arms straining as he struggled with himself not to break free. Goku's own cock was agonizingly hard. The sounds Vegeta made were pushing him to the brink; another cry like he had made just moments ago and Goku was sure he would explode.

He swept his tongue over the sole of Vegeta's foot and in surprise the prince emitted the highest sound Goku had ever heard from him.

"Kakarott," Vegeta said in a strangled voice, "What are you-?"

Goku couldn't help but purr to himself in satisfaction when Vegeta's protests collapsed into pleasured whimpers as he carefully sucked on his toes. Goku had never been able to get the prince to wait for him to reach this point, Vegeta's hard-won patience stretched to its limit. Goku slid his tongue over a curled toe and smirked to himself; he really had won today - and managed to discover another of Vegeta's sensitive spots.

He moved to the other foot and took some pity on his prince, who was currently writhing in a teetering balance of pleasure and pain, his cock hard and swollen with need. Goku curled a hand around Vegeta's erection, slowly stroking it as he continued to lavish his toes with attention. Vegeta cried out and arched into his hand, begging for more.

"Please, Kakarott," he panted as Goku began working his way back up Vegeta's leg, kissing a path up a muscular thigh. Vegeta's breath got harsh with anticipation and Goku quickly discarded his plan of teasing the prince more. Neither one of them could hold out much longer; he could see the strain of fabric as Vegeta's wrists shook in their restraints.

He touched the tip of his tongue to the damp head of Vegeta's erection, moaning at the taste. "Vegeta," he whispered, waiting for the dark eyes to meet his, feeling the piercing gaze of his prince. Vegeta's groan of pleasured relief was long and drawn out, his entire body tense as Goku slid his mouth over the head of his cock.

He was struck yet again with how right this felt - the heady taste, the pungent scent, the enticing feel of Vegeta's cock in his mouth. He swore he could do this for hours, sucking and licking his prince's erection, savoring every drop he coaxed. He experienced a combination of exaltation and regret knowing Vegeta was achingly close to coming. It thrilled him to give his prince so much pleasure, but he sometimes wished he could be this close and intimate with Vegeta all the time. He could almost imagine whatever barriers that were keeping him from being completely bonded falling at moments like this, the sense of Vegeta in his mind flooding his senses as his seed filled his mouth.

Goku licked the prince clean, cherishing the taste and feel, purring to himself in satisfaction at the sound of Vegeta's raw cry of release that still rang in his ears. More - it didn't matter how much of his waning energy it took.- he wanted more. More of the sound; more of the taste; more of the feel of Vegeta's body hard against his.

He didn't give Vegeta a chance to completely recover - he couldn't bear to wait even that long for more of the prince. His slick fingers wrung a strangled groan from Vegeta as they struck sensitive nerves, promising what the prince had been begging for through all of Goku's lavish attention. He spent endless minutes, treasuring each one, carefully preparing his prince even as he continued to tease his cock back to hardness. He felt his own body shuddering with each breath Vegeta took, the need to feel the prince against his flesh too overwhelming to ignore.

He freed Vegeta's hands from the ground and brought him up onto his lap. Vegeta looped his still bound hands around the back of his neck, and surrendered his mouth to Goku. He could hardly see; the blood roaring through his veins, the feel of his prince hot against him, his cock hard against Goku's stomach. Goku curled his hands around the curve of his ass, and in mindless unison they moved together, impaling Vegeta on his cock, not stopping until Goku was completely sheathed inside his prince.

Vegeta growled and tangling fingers tightly in Goku's hair, took control. Goku howled into his mouth as the prince rose up, lowering himself with frenzied need. He wrapped his arms around Vegeta as tightly as he dared, the hardness of the prince's cock a wonderful friction against his stomach as they moved together, two bodies meant only for carnal pleasure.

Goku wanted this perfect joining to last forever, all doubts forgotten as Vegeta tightened around him. Their grunts and moans became shorter and faster, echoing their desperate movement. Vegeta exploded with an ecstatic cry, no longer able to hold back, his entire body shuddering with the power of his release. Goku could only hold him tighter as he came, clutching Vegeta so hard he thought they could fuse together from nothing but the passion he felt for his prince.

TBC