Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ PLAYTIME ❯ Chapter Eleven ( Chapter 11 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

WARNINGS: This chapter contains oral sex.



PLAYTIME


Chapter Eleven


When Bulma came back home from her business trip, she still did not know anything about the recent events concerning the two full blooded saiyans. In fact, though Vegeta had moved out of the Brief’s residence to live with Goku one month ago, his absence had gone completely unnoticed. But that was not something out of the ordinary since he tried to avoid as much as possible any contact with the annoying residents of CC. (Except the rare occasions in which he trained with his son.

Trunks had always been a reserved and introverted kid, having felt lonely and abandoned for a long time. His mother, so wrapped up in her work and in herself, knew the boy could take good care of himself; after all he was a supersaiyan, there was no need to be preoccupied about his health and security.

She really loved his son, but in her attempt to avoid being an overprotective and asphyxiating mother, she failed to see that the kid needed more affection, not more freedom.
And his father had always been so distant and cold, in his constant obsession to surpass Goku’s powers he seemed not to care about anything or anybody else.

But those days that he had spent with his father had been the best therapy to emotionally heal him, now at least one of his parents showed a genuine interest in him. The kid was brimming with happiness and he wanted to share his joy with everybody. So Bulma was surprised when she was welcomed by an unusually elated and communicative Trunks.

The kid had been babbling incessantly about his father and Goku , and all the things they have done together. Bulma didn't understand anything, so she made him repeat all the story from the beginning, once the boy got out of his state of exciment.

Once Trunks explained her everything, after her initial shock, Bulma was fuming. Vegeta had finally decided to leave for good. And to live with Goku of all people. And what was all that nonsense about Goku's pregnancy? It was absurd, she thought that Trunks was confused . She had tried to explain him that it was impossible , but to no avail . The boy had stubbornly insisted on saying that it was the truth.

Suddenly, she went into panic. Everybody would discover, finally, that her perfect life was nothing but a fraud. She took the resolution to pay a visit to the couple the next day .

Goku had awaken earlier than usual that morning but the prince was already in the gravity room. Goku looked at the empty side of the bed and sunk his face in Vegeta's pillow, inhaling his unique, distinctive scent. Goku let out a moan and thought about how nice it would be to wake up every morning wrapped in Vegeta's arms, feeling that warm body beside him.

Goku sighed stretching out his arms, then he hopped out of the bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When Goku saw his reflection on the mirror he blushed intensely as a shy smile appeared on his face.
All his body was covered with hickeys, ( the chest, the neck, the abdomen, even his hips and thighs ), and certain body fluids, all of them remainders from the previous night exertions.

Even though he was more than attracted and aroused by Vegeta, Goku still wasn’t comfortable at all with the idea to offer himself completely to his mate .

But the imaginative prince had found many other delightful ways to satiate their sexual appetite and the last night Vegeta had been very passionate, more than usual, being the first time they were alone after a week. No wonder Goku was in such a good mood.


Goku contemplated his body more thoroughly, admiring his perfect figure, his muscles, his well defined lines. He had never paid much attention to his physical appearance before now. Certainly, he had never been ashamed to show his body in all his glory for the world to see, but he had not ever thought of himself as attractive or handsome. But nobody before had made him feel so sexy and desired as Vegeta did.

Now, through Vegeta’s eyes Goku was seeing himself in a completely new and different way. It was disturbing to realize how one single person could totally change somebody else’s life and way of viewing things, but at the same time it was very stimulant to learn new things about oneself.


After a refreshing shower, Goku, just clad in a pair of black baggy pants, went outside to his habitual training grounds, to do his daily exercises, but he returned home soon cause he was starting to feel dizzy. Vegeta had not arrived yet, so he decided to make breakfast.


While he was gathering all the necessary ingredients, Goku smiled dreamily as he thought in all those things that Vegeta enjoyed doing for his mate, like cooking their meals. It was one of those details that made Goku feel all warm inside cause it was something the prince would not do for anybody else. Maybe there were not great demonstrations or stunning declarations, not even words of everlasting love and devotion, yet. But the feeling was there, pulsating with such intensity in all those little gestures, unquestionable proofs of Vegeta’s tenderness and devotion to his mate.







Suddenly the doorbell rang and Goku stopped daydreaming. When he opened the door, an infuriated Bulma was there, with her arms folded and her feet tapping anxiously on the ground. Goku, oblivious at the profound rage that emanated in intense waves from the woman, greeted her warmly.


“Hi! Bulma. I’m so glad to see you. It’s been such a long time…”

The woman did not let him finish. The bare torso, covered with large hickeys, of the cheerful saiyan wasn not exactly the appropriate sight to placate the irate woman, so she hissed at him and slapped him across the face. Goku blinked perplexed at the odd demeanor of his childhood friend, while rubbig his reddened cheek.
Meanwhile Vegeta who had returned from his training and was right behind the woman, grabbed the offending hand, growling at her.


“If you touch my mate again, you will regret it.”

Vegeta, letting her hand go, looked at her with such hatred that, for a moment, her courage faltered. But she immediately recovered her composure and sent a death-glare to Goku while clenching her fists.


“How dare you to steal what is mine? You have betrayed my trust, I thought you were my friend but you’re nothing but a disgusting pervert.”

Goku was in shock, unable to believe the scene that was taking place before his eyes. Everything seemed so unreal. Meanwhile, Vegeta, who had moved to stand next to Goku, was losing his patience.


“Woman, I won‘t let you insult my mate. And stop being a manipulative liar, if you are trying to make him believe that you‘ve got a claim on me you are just wasting your time. Kakarot and I share a special bond, one so complex that you could never understand, and because of this bond he knows my real feelings.” Vegeta remarked in a calm but authoritative voice.

Bulma huffed, she was mad cause she wasn’t accomplish anything. Goku, on the other hand was resolute to sort things out. He didn’t want to lose his long-time friend.

“Bulma, if you calm down, we could talk like adults. You shouldn’t be so upset, I haven’t done anything wrong. Vegeta and you have never been a real couple. Then, why are you doing this?” Goku asked with a note of sadness in his voice. Feeling his mate‘s distress, Vegeta hold one of Goku‘s hand in his. Bulma glared at the younger saiyan, gritting her teeth.


“Fine, let’s talk. Do you have thought about all the repercussions? Like, for example, how all of this would compromise my reputation. How embarrassing will be when all my friends, acquaintances, colleagues and all that people that envies my perfect life and admires me, the rich and famous heiress of one of the most important families, laugh at me, mocking me knowing that my so-called boyfriend has left me for another man ?” She asked bitterly, folding her arms over her chest.

Vegeta snorted at her.


“I can‘t believe your audacity, woman. To come here to blame Kakarot for your own mistakes. If you hadn‘t lied to everybody saying that you and me were a couple now you wouldn‘t be in such predicament. Now you have to suffer the consequences of your own actions. But it’s my fault too. I should have never allowed you to keep that farce for so long.” Then Vegeta looked at Goku apologetically, tightening the grip on his hand. Goku smiled sadly at him. Then the younger saiyan looked at Bulma with a tired expression on his face.


“So this is all about to keep up appearances.” Goku exclaimed, still incredulous at the woman‘s motivations.

“I can‘t believe it, Bulma. I thought that you had grown up, but you‘re still that same spoiled brat who tried to kill me to steal my dragon ball just because you wanted a boyfriend. I don’t recognize you, Bulma. I thought you were a better person, a generous and considerate friend, but you‘re just a mean and selfish stranger. How long have you been deceiving me, deceiving all of us?”

Goku was sad and very disappointed. And Vegeta was furious at the woman for the way she was affecting his mate, so before the woman could make an offensive remark, he glanced at her menacingly.


“Woman, you‘re upsetting Kakarot and I cannot tolerate it so better go away!”

Bulma, seemingly unaffected by Vegeta‘s hostility, tried a last desperate attempt to make the older saiyan come back to CC.

“At least you should think about your son. Do you know how deeply this situation is affecting him? What both of you are doing is so repulsive and sick that Trunks is terribly confused. He keeps on saying that he‘s going to have a sibling. You should be at home with him and explain him that this is impossible.”



“Woman, you should be ashamed, using your own son to your selfish purposes. He understands my relationship with Kakarot and he knows he can count on me whenever he needs me. And this is my true home, my family, where I belong.” Bulma screeched at those words, meanwhile Vegeta smirked, amusement gleaming in his eyes.

“And the boy has told you the truth, we are expecting a child.”

Bulma rolled her eyes, not knowing what to believe. Vegeta seemed to be enjoying too much with her bewilderment, but she was sure that he would not joke about something so serious.

“But this is unnatural. How is it possible?” Bulma muttered, in partial shock.

Then she looked skeptically at Goku, who was fidgeting nervously at the woman‘s close scrutiny. Vegeta glanced at her with contempt.


“Woman, have you forgotten that Kakarot and I are aliens, we differ from your species, for saiyans this is absolutely normal.”


“Oh, my god! This is worst than I thought, this is going to be a scandal. You should put an end to this aberration, think about your son, Vegeta, this could ruin his brilliant future.“


“What are you insinuating?” Vegeta asked, narrowing his eyes in suspicion.

“This is wrong, Goku. It goes against nature, you should have an abortion.” Bulma stated sending a reproving gaze at the younger saiyan.


Vegeta growled in anger. How the woman could have the impudence to make such abominable suggestion was beyond his comprehension. His aura started to bright, his energy arising, a flicker of blue in his orbs. But before Vegeta could ascend, Goku, who had retreated till he was right behind Vegeta, covering his stomach with his hands in an instinctive gesture of protection, suddenly startled them with an almost feral scream.


“Go away!” Bulma squeaked and trembled, a expression of utter panic on her face at the hatred that shone deep in Goku’s eyes. Then she moved backwards, stumbling in an undignified manner, trying to put as much distance as possible from the enraged saiyan.

“You better keep away from my family if you appreciate your life!” A furious Vegeta snapped, his tone of despise and the look in his eyes rivaling those of his mate.


Bulma, though, soon composed herself and still had the presence of mind to make a final, menacing, retort; glaring at both saiyans venomously.


“Fine, I’ll go for now, but don’t think this is over, nobody laughs so easily at Bulma Briefs, you‘re going to pay for this.”




Both saiyans were at the kitchen trying to prepare breakfast, well Vegeta was standing before the kitchen table trying to prepare breakfast while Goku was right beside him propped upon his elbows on the table, leaning his head against his hand, and he couldn’t keep his eyes from the prince. He should be upset after the unpleasant discussion with Bulma, but all he could think in that moment was in Vegeta‘s words, ’my family, my home‘, it was the second time Vegeta had referred to him as his family, that made him feel all warm inside and he couldn‘t stop grinning.

Vegeta was finding extremely difficult to focus on his task while having a half naked Goku so close and looking up intensely at him with a permanent beam on his beautiful face.


“Kakarot, why don‘t you go to put something on.” He sighed in desperation when Goku and his irresistible smile stood there, immobile.


“Ok, why are you looking at me that way?” Vegeta asked starting to nervous.


“You make me happy, Vegeta.” Goku replied and then he planted a tender kiss on Vegeta‘s forearm. Vegeta lowered his head till he was nose to nose with Goku.

“You‘re a silly thing.” Vegeta whispered while gently brushing his lips against Goku‘s. Then he started a passionate kiss, he never could get enough of that addictive flavor of his mate.

When they pulled their lips apart from each other to recover their breath, Goku grabbed Vegeta by the wrist putting the prince’s hand on his chest.

“Can you feel my heart beating wildly, wanting to escape from my body in pure joy ? That’s your doing. Only you can make me feel this way, Vegeta.” The older saiyan shivered at the intense emotion contained in those words, then he looked mesmerized at the hickeys all over Goku‘s body, tracing them gently with his finger.


“These marks you have left over my body, as an evidence of your passion, soon will disappear. But the marks you have left in my soul, those will remain forever as an everlasting testimony that I’m truly yours, my prince.” Goku had the necessity to open his heart, never having experienced before such strong emotions.

Vegeta was profoundly affected by Goku‘s words.


“And you accused me the other day of being sentimental.” He whispered in Goku‘s ears, in a trembling voice, while embracing tightly the younger saiyan. But Goku had other plans and slipped out of Vegeta’s hold.

“I’ve got a little gift for you, Vegeta.” Goku said playfully, with a naughty smile adorning his face. The prince raised an eyebrow and stared inquiringly at his mate. Suddenly, without any warning, Goku knelt down before the older saiyan and nuzzled Vegeta‘s crotch. Vegeta was growing hard by the minute as Goku gently nibble his arousal through the spandex.

The prince clutched the edge of the table, shuddering at the attention the younger saiyan was paying to his now fully erect member. When Goku pulled off Vegeta‘s pants, the prince sat on the table not trusting in his trembling legs.


Vegeta‘s mind went black for a second as Goku licked tentatively the hard length. The prince didn‘t know to whom God to be thankful. He had tried so many times to persuade the younger saiyan to give him head, but Goku had always refused, repulsed at the idea. And now he was there, licking like a hungry kitten that piece of throbbing meat, willing and avidly.


Goku wasn‘t very sure of how to proceed, Vegeta used to deep-throated him daily, but in those occasions his mind had gone numb because of the sheer pleasure so he couldn’t recall how the prince provoked those sensations.
His only option was to let himself guide by pure incstint and his own desire.


Goku started to stroke the rigid shaft, first at slow pace. Then he engulfed one of Vegeta‘s balls into his mouth and sucked it frantically while increasing the rhythm of his stroking, the musky scent exhaled from Vegeta‘s genitals invaded his nostrils and acted like an aphrodisiac, inflaming Goku’s desire and making him dizzy, he was completely inebriated by Vegeta‘s taste and scent.


Goku looked up at Vegeta, who was holding his breath with an expression of pure bliss on his face, while Goku continued to stroke Vegeta’s erection and fondling his balls. Goku grinned noticing the way he was affecting his mate and then looked down again at his now leaking target.


He licked hesitatingly the precum that oozed from the tip of Vegeta‘s engorged cock and he discovered, delighted, that it wasn’t disgusting at all. So he started to suck now greedily all the head. The exquisite suction made Vegeta let out seductive mews and purrs. Goku chuckled at that, with the tip of the cock still in his mouth, the vibrations sending shivers up Vegeta’s spine.

Suddenly, Goku swallowed almost the entire shaft and started to bob his head up and down. The rhythm was now frenetic and the prince was moaning and panting heavily. But, it wasn’t enough, Vegeta bucked his hips up trying to make his cock go deeper and faster into Goku’s torturing mouth. The younger saiyan gagged at Vegeta’s first thrust, the huge erection beating the back of his throat with such force that it almost hurt.

Goku grabbed firmly Vegeta’s hips to prevent any movement from the aggressive prince. For once, Goku was in control and he wouldn’t let his impatient and aggressive lover to have his way. But Vegeta had other plans, he grabbed the back of Goku‘s head with his hands and shoved it forcefully back and forth to buried his cock as deep as possible, almost choking the younger saiyan. Vegeta was screaming and howling in pure ecstasy, but when he felt he was near the edge, he pulled away his manhood, out of Goku‘s mouth in case the younger saiyan wouldn’t want to swallowed Vegeta’s semen.

“Ka…ka…rot, I’m…ahh…about…to…ughh…cum.” He managed to mutter without stopping panting. Then he took Goku‘s hand and placed it on his royal erection, unable to articulate other sounds that grunts and moans. Goku granted Vegeta’s request, he started to stroke vigorously the slick phallus, Goku’s face at few inches from it. Vegeta looked down at him licking his lips and bucking his hips wildly. After some seconds he screamed Goku’s saiyan name, spitting spurt after spurt of cum all over Goku‘s hair and face, the sight of that face all drenched with his seed increasing the already intense pleasure of Vegeta’s orgasm.


Goku was looking fascinated at his cum-soaked hand and finally he decided to taste the sticky fluid. He found it surprisingly delicious, so he started to suck thoroughly all his fingers until the last drop while looking up at Vegeta. The prince groaned at the sensual display.

“Kakarot, stop it right now or I’m going to grow hard again.”


Goku grinned and stood upon his feet, his face still covered with cum.

“You‘re a mess, Kakarot. Let’s go upstairs to take a shower.” Vegeta said while jumping from the table.


“But I prefer a relaxing and steamy bath.” The younger saiyan replied, purring and nuzzling Vegeta‘s neck. The prince blinked, a flirty Kakarot was too much, his legs started to tremble again.

“Kakarot, let’s go now or it'll have to be a cold shower instead” He murmured, groaning, and headed towards the stairs, bare ass, followed by a purring Goku.






Both saiyans were enjoying in the hot water, Vegeta was gently washing Goku‘s hair, the younger saiyan was sat between Vegeta‘s legs leaning his head on Vegeta‘s chest. Goku was still purring feeling the fingers of the prince massaging his head with delicacy.


“Do you like it?” Vegeta whispered, a satisfied expression on his face. He adored the way he could make Kakarot purr.


“Mmm… it’s so nice.” Goku replied, his eyes closed, while caressing lazily Vegeta‘s thighs. .


“Tell me, Vegeta. Do you have any regrets?” Goku asked anxiously .

“Of course not, Kakarot.” Vegeta replied with absolute conviction.


“Tell me the truth, Vegeta. Given the chance to choose your destiny, wouldn‘t you change your life?” Vegeta was disconcerted, sensing Goku’s sudden angst, that wasn’t normal.


“Kakarot, I‘ve already explained you that we are soul mates, no matter the circumstances we would be together, and for a saiyan is vital to be with his destined companion.” Goku sighed almost in relief, but still a little uneasy, Vegeta furrowed his brow in worry.


“Why do you feel so insecure all of a sudden, Kakarot ?”


“I don‘t know. I was just thinking that I’ve never really suffered in my life, not even when I died, if anything it was just another exciting adventure. And now I feel that I’ve been rewarded with something so precious, more than I deserve. But you, on the other hand, have lost many things than maybe you think you ough to have something better."

Vegeta wrapped his arms around Goku, he knew where all that doubts came from, Kakarot was starting to be affected by the inconsistence of their unfinished bond, this was the cause of Goku’s anxiety. He needed to feel a complete connection with his mate. Vegeta just hoped that Goku could resist until their child were born, meanwhile he could only tried to console and reassure the younger saiyan.

“Kakarot, you are mine and I’m yours there‘s noone or nothing who could change that. And believe me, there’s nobody better than you, you are magnificent. And you must undrestand that you are part of me, without you I’m incomplete. You told me once that I’m your only shelter and support, and it’s true Kakarot, never forget it.” Vegeta’s voice was now a mere whisper, soothing, comforting. All his fears and doubts vanishing, remaining just an intense, calming warmth, all effect of that gentle sound.



“How different are things now, eh Vegeta? How could we have been rivals for so long?” Goku asked after a long silence.


“I don’t know, Kakarot. I can’t even remember why I hated you or if I really hated you at all. We were trapped in a tangled web made of fears, doubts, misunderstandings…Or simply we were lost and blind. We can blame the circumstances, or the destiny, or any other thing , there are so many little things that can change the direction of our lives. But the past is in the past now, it has led us to where we are now and this is what it matters.” Vegeta let out a melancholic sigh.

“You’re becoming soft.” Goku taunted, chuckling. Now in a good mood again.


“Don‘t push your luck, Kakarot; I still can be a real bastard.” Vegeta stated, but without malice, playfully. Goku looked at Vegeta over his shoulder, amused.

“Uh, I’m so scared of the evil bad Vegeta.” Goku exclaimed in a mocking tone.

Vegeta smirked, and grabbing Goku’s hair, submersed him, letting him under the water for a while.
Goku re-emerged, grunting. He turned around and latched onto Vegeta, trying to drown him. Soon they started to wrestle into the tube, splashing water everywhere .

After a while both stopped their childish games, laughing and breathing heavily.


“Kakarot, let’s get out of here, the water is getting cold.“ Vegeta muttered, panting incessantly.
Goku agreed grinning, once he had recovered his breath.


“Ok, I’m starving, anyway.” The rumble of two empty stomachs resounded in unison as they remembered that it was almost midday and they hadn’t eaten a bit yet