Chapter 14 His mum
The second the door closes behind her. I turn to Vegeta with a huge smile on my face. He doesn't say anything for a moment, he just stares back at me, his arms around me.
"What?" He finally asks.
"Vegeta, you just said you loved me. You can't say something like that then act as though nothing happened," I can't keep the grin off my face, my heart flutters like a butterfly in my chest.
"Yeah, I did say that, didn't I?" He slurs.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Well, I can only think of one reason why I would tell you that I'd fallen in love with you. It's because I love you Goku. I've totally fallen head over heels for you. I'm completely smitten, is that okay?" He asks. What a strange question.
"If I said no would you stop loving me?"
"Fuck no," He says definitely.
"Then I suppose it's okay, it's just a lot to take in ya know. Thank you," I don't know what else to say, he seems pleased enough with this answer, he kisses my cheek and holds me even closer. Part of my mind is screaming at me to say it back, tell him I love him and spend the rest of my life with him but the other part of me, the part that has been deeply installed from the day I was born, the Catholic part of me is screaming that this is wrong and disgusting, nothing but a gross sin caused by the devil and were I strong I would resist. If I say I love him back I'm weak and I'm letting the devil control me. God will be ashamed of me. But how can I stop what I feel for Vegeta? And do I want to? I think about the way he makes me feel inside, happy, accepted, good enough. No one has ever made me feel like I'm good enough before. I've always had to act and pretend to get the approval of the people around me. The real me is a disappointment. Not with Vegeta though. He's seen me cry, act like a prick, be stupid, fall, laugh, win, lose, and every time he's just said I'm cute. Whatever I do, however I do it, it's good enough for him, I never disappoint him. How can that feeling be the devil's work? How can something so evil feel so right? I'm literally fighting my every instinct now not to shout from the rooftops that I love him, that I need and want and adore him. Who am I kidding? I can't hold this in any longer, I need to tell him.
"I love you," I declare a little too loudly. He moves back so that he can look at my face. His smile is angelic, the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
"Say that again," He instructs.
"Vegeta, I love you," This time I look firmly into his eyes and say it with as much meaning as I can muster. He pulls me back into an embrace and nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck.
"One more time," He mumbles. But I don't say it one more time, as he kisses and sucks at my neck I whisper over and over again that I love him. I could repeat these words forever, I never want to stop saying them and I can tell he never wants to stop hearing them.
"Goku, you're making me want you again," He says against my skin.
"So, take me then," I challenge.
"You're so loud though. My mum will hear. She'll think I'm killing you the way you scream."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to, I couldn't stop the noises."
"Don't you dare apologise, I am not complaining at all, I love that you're loud, it's so fucking hot. How about I go down on you again? You taste so good, just be quiet, okay?" He doesn't wait for an answer, like I'm gonna say no. He takes me into his mouth and starts all over again. I'm not sure I can come anymore, I tell him this but he seems determined to prove otherwise. I have to bite the pillow to stop myself from moaning, he is so good at this.
After he proves me wrong, twice, we finally go to the bathroom. Its tiny, there's a small power shower over the bath.
"Are we allowed to be in here together?" I whisper, wondering what on earth his mum will say if she catches us in the shower together.
"Goku, she just near enough walked in on us fucking, I'm sure she can handle us in the shower together," He has a point. I am kind of envious of the relationship he has with his mum, it seems he can be himself with her just as I can be myself with him. They are good people, they don't judge others. I wish my mum would not judge me.
The shower feels good, the hot water cascading over me. Calming my tense body. As I stand I can feel Vegeta's juices trickling out of me, running down my leg, I smile. I do feel a little sore down there, but it's nothing I can't cope with. And it certainly doesn't put me off wanting to do it again.
Vegeta looks beautiful as he washes, the water making his hair lay flat, for once. He looks like someone out of a shampoo commercial as he lathers up his luscious black locks. I kind of can't believe my luck actually, how did I ever get him to fall in love with me? He has his back to me now. My eyes travel to his butt, it's real nice, the torrents of water from the shower making it look shiny and even more desirable. I want to touch it, kiss it, I wonder if he would let me kiss it, even better, I wonder if he will ever let me inside of him, it's an appealing thought, I feel the all too familiar stirring between my legs just thinking about it. I look down and see that I am rock hard again, living with Vegeta is gonna take some getting used to, I can't spend all my time doing naughty stuff with him, but right now I really want to.
"Vegeta?" I whine. He turns to face me and sees what the problem is immediately, he chuckles a little.
"You look so good," I explain.
"Come here, my horny guy, I'm going to have trouble keeping up with you at this rate," He says, pulling me into a kiss.
"Vegeta, are you loud, when you…. ya know?" I can't find the words to ask this awkward question, my face blushes and he looks at me confused.
"What, when I have sex? You should know, or were you making too much noise yourself to hear me?" He asks.
"No, I mean when you do it the other way around, like when something goes in your butt?" I ask in a whisper just in case his mum can hear us.
"Oh, I wouldn't know, I've never done it that way," He doesn't whisper his answer.
"Really?" I am genuinely surprised, "Would that be something that, one day…?"
"Am I correct in assuming you would like to find out if I'm noisy?" He asks, a naughty smile across his face. I am so embarrassed, I can't find words so I nod.
"It's a possibility, as long as you promise to be careful with me, you can't get carried away like you did when I went down on you earlier," My mind drifts back to how roughly I forced myself down his throat.
"Sorry about that," I mumble.
"You don't need to apologise, cutie. I enjoyed that, but if you were to get that… Passionate when you were fucking me it wouldn't feel too good for me," He glances down, "Let me help you with that," As he speaks he wraps his hand around my dick and starts to slowly slide up and down it, making my eyes to close and a sigh to escape my lips. He tiptoes and kisses my face, whispering in my ear,
"Want me to talk dirty to you?" He asks.
"Yeah," Is all I can manage to breathe back, I've never heard anyone talk dirty before, I wanna know what he'll say. His hand slides up and down the warm water making it feel slippery and amazing.
"So you wanna fuck me, huh?"
"Yeah," I say again.
"I want you to fuck me too, are you gonna make me scream baby? Are you gonna fuck me so good that I can't hold back my moans? Do you wanna hear me calling out your name?"
"Yeahhhhh."
"I bet you do, you want to see me writhing and sweating as you thrust into me, are you gonna fuck me till I come for you? I want your cock in me so bad, I want to feel you come deep inside of me, Goku, I fucking love you, baby."
That's all it takes, literally thirty seconds of him whispering those filthy things in my ear and my body convulses yet again and I shoot my load all over his hand the hot water washing it away and down the plug. He stretches up and kisses the tip of my nose.
"Ha-ha, that didn't take long, you really are turned on by the thought of fucking me ain't ya cutie?"
Eventually, we make some coffee and knock on his mums bedroom door.
"Come in boys," She calls. Her room is much bigger than Vegeta's, I suppose that's because it's supposed to be the front room. Vegeta places a cup of coffee on the dresser where she is sitting applying makeup to her already beautiful face.
"Thanks, Veg, sit down Goku, it's a pleasure to meet you officially," She picks up her coffee and swivels round in her chair to face us. We sit down on her bed, I feel a little hesitant to sit on her bed, I haven't been on my mother's bed since I was a small child, I'm not even allowed in her room. Vegeta doesn't seem to have the same worries though, he lounges across his mum's bed as though it is his own, sipping his coffee.
"Thank you for letting me stay here, Mrs. Breigh," I say quietly.
"No problem at all Goku, you are always welcome, and call me Debbie. Vegeta tells me your mum told you to leave."
"Yeah, she um, she's pretty upset with me about all this," I stutter.
"Goku's family is Catholic," Vegeta chimes in a way of explanation.
"Ah, I see," She sucks air in through her teeth, "Awkward, you can stay here as long as you need to Goku. Vegeta also tells me you are captain of the football team, how's that working out?"
I pause, should I tell her how badly it's going now or should I lie? I hesitate for a while, feeling more and more out of place. Luckily Vegeta notices my unease and saves me.
"Goku's team mates are having a few problems accepting us as well," He reaches over and entwines his fingers with mine, "But Goku is an amazing football player and I'm sure they will all get over it soon," He says more to me than his mum. I see his mum do the exact same sad little smile as Vegeta does, that is obviously an expression he stole from her.
"I'm sorry to hear that Goku," She says sadly, "People can be assholes," I don't want her to look sad, so I force myself to smile.
"It's okay, like Vegeta says I'm sure everyone will get over it eventually," I try to sound upbeat.
"I'm sure they will," She agrees, "And in the meantime, I hope he's looking after you," She gestures to Vegeta.
"God, why does everyone feel the need to check that I'm taking care of him? I'm a perfect gentleman, right Goku?" Vegeta interjects with a big smile, he lifts my hand to his mouth and kisses it as though I am a princess, it's quite flattering but also a little embarrassing in front of his mum. I feel my face redden.
"Yeah, he is," I tell Debbie in a small voice.
"Awe Veg, don't embarrass the poor guy," She scolds, "Don't worry Goku, I'll get him back for you soon, I'll get out the baby photos."
"Behave woman, where are you off to tonight anyway?" Vegeta asks. I like the way she calls him Veg, it's sweet. And the way they talk openly as though they are friends rather than mother and son.
"I met this guy online, he looks pretty hot in his profile picture," She pulls her phone out of her pocket and shows us a picture of some old guy, he doesn't look like much to me but Vegeta seems to approve.
"He's got a cute butt," He comments. She tuts and shakes her head.
"Trust you to notice the butt before anything else, you perv," She slaps him round the head and he giggles.
"Anyway, you've got Goku's butt to perv over now so you can keep your eyes off my date," She tells him, shaking her head.
"Now who's embarrassing him? Just go out will you, so I can perv over his butt out more thoroughly," Vegeta yells causing his mum to laugh even more.
"Not on my bed," She says before picking up her bag and coat.
"I gotta run I'm gonna be late, see you later boys have fun," She calls back over her shoulder and rushes out of the front door.
"Your mum is so cool, how come she's okay with us being together?"
"Why wouldn't she be? She wants me to be happy, you make me happy. That's what normal people are like," He shrugs.