Author's Notes ~ Hey minna! I have a guest with me this time, a rather rare
thing for me to do, but here she is. -=Waves a hand towards a small girl
surrounded by plushies.=- Callisto say hello.
Callisto ~ -=Waves wildly, glomps her plushies.giggles.=- Bonjour!
Heh ok anyway this is part four of Swan Lake, and this is the chapter with the lemons minna!
Callisto ~ Yay! Finally!
-.-; Hai, finally.now I've got some K/V here, and also some P/R....
Callisto ~ -=Sweatdrops.=- Poor poor Rad-Chan.-=Squeezes her Raditz plush.=-
Yeah yeah, don't worry Nappa will take care of him later, heh. -=Blinks.=- Hey should you even be reading these? You're not exactly that old. I wouldn't want to corrupt you. -=Eyes her.=-
Callisto ~ I have been reading lemons since I was 11 no biggie. My mind had been corrupted since I was...7. Watched an R rated movie with sex.
Well, how nice to know that the youth of America watch such educational programming. -=Sweatdrops.=-
Callisto ~ plus I walked in on my dad and mom once.. X.X THAT was NOT PRETTY!
X_x; Too much information! Now I'm corrupted!
Callisto ~ -=sweatdrops.=- did that when I was 10.. -=slams her head on the nearest book=- BAD BAD BAD MENTAL IMAGES!
Enough! Enough! Let's just start the fic! .;;;
Callisto ~ -=Stops banging her head, rubs it.=- Ow..
-=Snickers.=-
Warnings ~ Violence, Yaoi, Lemon, Language, Sexual Assault. Not in every chapter but this is a general warning for the whole fic.
Disclaimer ~ I own nothing at all! Sue and you will receive a bucket of Kobo drool.
SWAN LAKE
Chapter Four
Kakarot paced anxiously beside his stallion. He was supposed to meet with Vegeta that evening, but his father had wanted him to stay at the palace and talk about something. The prince had asked Nappa to make an excuse for him and was awaiting the escort's return to find out if he could leave. He bit his lower lip in worry. He just had to see Vegeta again.
Raditz stared out solemnly at the lazy afternoon skies. Clouds drifted through the air on gentle breezes, birds twittered merrily from deep within the emerald canopy of the forest, and the lake near the castle glistened brightly from the sunlight. It was all so peaceful out there. He sighed and removed the damp cloth from his left eye. A nasty purple bruise marred his features, but it would heal eventually. His father had been furious with him and the prince when they had returned the previous night. The livid sorcerer had dragged Vegeta out of sight and Raditz had been left to await his own punishment in the bleak hall. Sometime later the prince had limped up the long stairway to his room. Raditz had felt his heart clench at the subdued slump in the younger man's shoulders, but his father's grip on his hair had quickly switched his attention. He endured the towering man's screams, insults, and fists until he was finally sent to his room like a naughty child would have been. His father had even come to him this morning and asked him to explain why he had been punished! His bitterness and hate was steadily growing for the twisted bastard as each day came and went, but then again, this was his father. The man who had raised him, and at some point in life loved him right? He held his head and groaned softly.
The golden orb of the sun began slowly sinking behind the indigo peaks in the distance. Kakarot was riding as fast as he could to meet with the prince. Nappa had managed to stall for him just long enough that he could sneak out, see Vegeta, and return home. He dismounted, tied his steed to a branch and ran through the dense shrubbery towards the crystalline lake. His breath came in soft pants as he ran, his heart pounding in his chest, his excitement and fear intermingling and sending shivers up his spine as he neared the clearing. He halted abruptly, scanning he area for a sign of the smaller male. The stars were twinkling in the hazy twilight sky, the waters of the lake were calm and silent, and the place was devoid of any person save himself. Kakarot felt his heart sink. Where was Vegeta? Raditz had promised he would be here. Despair clawed at him, as he looked around frantically. Finally he turned and slowly walked back towards the bushes.
"Kakarot, I'm here." The soft words were nearly missed by the prince. He turned around, blinking wide eyes at the shadowy figure that emerged from within the darkness of the forest and stepped towards him. Vegeta was here after all! He smiled warmly at the prince and clasped the smooth hand extended in greeting.
"Oh Vegeta! I'm so glad you waited for me. I thought I had missed you somehow. Please, come sit with me on the steps. I much desire to speak with you tonight." Kakarot couldn't help grinning at the bemused look on the smaller prince's face. He led the other to the stone stairs and sat down, pulling the smaller man gently down next him. It was getting dark but he still caught the sudden blush that rushed into the other prince's cheeks as their thighs rubbed together. He casually looked up at the stars and gave Vegeta's hand a small squeeze. "So now, I have many questions for you, are you willing to answer them?" He tilted his head towards the slight figure.
Vegeta frowned at the smooth surface of the lake. He couldn't understand why he was feeling so nervous, why his palms were sweaty, why his heart was fluttering, or why he kept flushing! What was it about this Kakarot that made him feel so strange? It wasn't that what he felt seemed wrong, but there was something so different about it all. It was as if everything else in his life could be forgotten about. He felt free right now, at peace, and safe. He stared at the gentle smile and hopeful eyes gazing down upon him. "Yes Kakarot. I will answer your questions."
While the two princes were speaking quietly with each other on the lakeshore, Raditz was committing a great self-sacrifice, and perhaps the most foolish act of his life. He had entered his father's sitting room just before sunset and found the ominous sorcerer dozing in his velvet lined chair before the crackling fire. The young man quickly crept to his sire's side and sprinkled a handful of sleeping powder onto his face. He hoped he had used enough for Vegeta to have an hour with Kakarot, but his father was a strong person so he was going to have to do more too keep Paragus relaxed and happy so that he would stay asleep. This meant that he would have to help his father act out whatever pleasurable fantasy the powder drew forth from the man's mind; no matter how much it disgusted him to do so. Raditz had once pledged to the younger prince that he would do everything he could to give him any small amount of freedom. He intended to keep his word.
Slowly, he settled his body on his father's thick thighs, facing the massive body in the chair. Paragus was an impressive form to say the least; even being full-grown, Raditz looked like a child when sitting on the sorcerer's lap. The young wizard bit his lower lip as he placed his hands on the glowing orb around his sire's neck. His skin was clammy, cold beads of sweat dripped down his brow, the hairs on the back of his neck were standing on end and goosebumps dotted his muscled arms. He closed his eyes and whispered the chant that would open a link between his mind and his father's, allowing him to not only see what the man was dreaming of, but also to successfully act out any reactions his father might have to the vision.
As Raditz began to sift through his father's sleeping thoughts, Kakarot was thinking of his first question for the cursed prince beside him. He thought back to what the longhaired man had told him and Nappa the previous evening. There were unanswered questions from that tale, shadowy secrets that Raditz had simply avoided telling them about, but he intended to get the entire story. He had his suspicions already about certain things, and now Vegeta would enlighten all the dark mysteries of the puzzle.
"Last night Raditz spoke of a young prince who had been taken from his father, his kingdom was destroyed, and he was left with the sorcerer-knight who had caused all the destruction. Tell me Vegeta, that little prince was you, correct?" He waited a moment, anticipation mingling with anxiety as the prince beside him kept silent. Finally Vegeta gave a curt nod to his question. Kakarot felt a mixture of emotions swell within his heart at the confirmation of his suspicion. He had desperately hoped against his better judgement, wishing that Vegeta were not the youngster from the story. Now though, he intended to learn what had happened between the end of that tale, so many years ago, and the present story coming to be between himself and this accursed prince. "Tell me what happened after that night. What has your life been like?" He stared at the tensed shoulders and rigid posture of the man beside him. There were several moments of intense, deadly silence and he feared Vegeta would refuse, but then the smaller man sighed and ran a slender hand through his raven locks.
"At first I had not understood anything about what had taken place. I kept asking where my father was, why I couldn't see him, and why I had to stay with Paragus. He had taken his son, Raditz, and myself to his newly built castle. That is the dismal tower looming beyond the rise and this forest behind us. He would always tell me that someone had attacked the kingdom, everyone had been lost and he had only been able to save his son and me before fleeing. I never questioned the truth of his story until I entered my teens. That was when I began to feel odd around him, like something wasn't quite right with the way he acted around me. I learned through Raditz about the actual facts of my kingdom's ruin, and my father's death. I went to Paragus in a rage and demanded to know what had possessed him to commit such an atrocity. At that time I was only thirteen years of age, little more than a child; he apologized for his crimes and made up some fantastical excuse about being madly in love with me and my father refusing to let him see me. I was astonished at first, and then disgusted by the very idea; when I told him that he became angry and tried to force me to understand. He pulled me onto his lap and pressed his mouth to mine, shoving his thick tongue between my lips and squeezing my arms painfully when I thrashed to get away. For a while I tried to avoid him as much as possible, but he often found me and harassed me with kisses, touches, and declarations of love." The prince paused to take a few breaths and shake his head, clearing away the repulsion and hate from his mind. Kakarot was angry, sickened, and too shocked to speak at the moment so Vegeta continued. "Eventually he began to ask me for my hand in marriage. I refused him instantly, and every time I turned him away he would threaten to do something horrible to me if I didn't reconsider. He claimed that I owed him everything for taking me in and raising me, feeding and clothing me, and caring for me. I countered him with the fact that I would never had needed any of that if he had not murdered my father and decimated my empire. By now I was fifteen and I had developed a deep bitterness towards him, which was justly founded however it was also my downfall. I could not then, nor can I now, ever love him or feel anything but hate towards him. When I screamed this into his face after yet another proposal it was my undoing. In a rage he swore to make good on his threats and placed a curse upon me. The light of the dawning sun traps me within the body of an ivory swan, at the first glimmer of moonlight I return to my human form, and until I consent to be his wedded mate I shall remain under this spell. I have been cursed now for seven years, but I would rather be cursed seven hundred years more than marry that perverted bastard!" Vegeta pounded his fists against the cold stones, gritting his teeth in anger and frustrated despair.
Kakarot glared up at the starry sky. His mind and heart whirled with mixed emotions about everything Vegeta had told him. He couldn't believe there was no other way out of the curse! Somehow there had to be another way to free the prince from his suffering. He closed his eyes and tried to think, but nothing seemed to readily enter his thoughts. He was just too upset about the events he had been told of.
"Vegeta is there not some other way to break this spell?" He looked imploringly to the other's dark eyes, noting how pained and defiant they looked. Vegeta nodded dismally.
"There is Kakarot, but it is not something that can be accomplished. The only alternative to marrying Paragus would be for someone to end his life. If he were to be killed then his power would die with him and I would be freed from my enchanted prison." The prince sighed. "It is an impossible dream though; there is no person who could challenge him and survive."
Kakarot stood suddenly before the shorter prince, kneeled, and took the slender hands into his own. He gazed determinedly into the wide black eyes and spoke in a soft, steadfast tone.
"I swear to you Prince Vegeta, son of Emperor Vejito, by the honor of my royal blood I will free you from this curse." His eyes narrowed in an unwavering glare as Vegeta made an attempt to reprove him and sway his oath. He silenced the outburst with a gentle kiss that caught the other prince off guard and startled him into a mute. For a moment Kakarot feared Vegeta would scorn him, but then he felt the plush lips pressed against his own part, and a warm tongue shyly explore the supple skin of his lips. He eagerly met the questing muscle with his own and began rubbing and teasing the enchanted prince until he had to break away gasping for breath. The two stared long into mirrored orbs of infinite darkness. Emotions swirled in their minds, hearts thundered against their rib cages, skin burned from the passionate touch and souls cried out demandingly for more.
Slowly, steadily they moved closer, kissing tentatively at first and then with ardent passion. Hands roamed over smooth skin clothed by fine silks and soft threads. Gentle pants and dulcet moans passed through parted lips as hips rocked together, grinding hardened members firmly against one another. Kakarot laid the smaller prince upon the grass near the steps and slowly removed the shirt from the lithe frame. His lips trailed across every inch of bronzed flesh that was revealed to the silvery moonlight. He could feel the other shudder beneath him; long fingers curling within the wild spikes of his hair as a hushed moan escaped Vegeta's mouth. The smaller prince closed his eyes and arched as his lover took one of his nipples between his berry lips and sucked at it sweetly. This was so strange; he shouldn't be doing this, should he? It felt so good, so safe, so right though!
"M-more Kaka-rot." Vegeta groaned out as the other prince pushed their groins together again, eliciting jolts of ecstatic pleasure up and down his spine. He helped his taller companion remove the remaining clothes on both their bodies and then they renewed their explorations with excited vigor.
Kakarot lifted the shapely thighs around his waist and locked eyes with his lover. Vegeta was gazing at him through clouded, lusty orbs that were too hard to not get lost in. He smiled adoringly and slipped a finger inside the prince's tight hole, slowly stretching it by moving the digit in and out and rubbing it against the virgin walls. Vegeta blinked and squirmed a bit at first, unsure of the sensation but willing to endure it for more of Kakarot's touch. Eventually the finger delved deeper into the heated depths and came in contact with the bundle of nerves that sent Vegeta's mind into the starry heavens. Just as he was going to ask for more his pleasuring ceased and he whimpered at the loss, opening his eyes to gaze at the smiling visage before him. Kakarot raised the legs around his waist over his shoulders, grinning at the blush that flashed over his lover's face in response to the new vulnerable position he was in.
Vegeta gasped suddenly as a burning pain tore through his body and something hard pressed inside his hole. He started to struggle, but Kakarot instantly pressed kisses to him and softly whispered words of pleasure to come and reassuring gentleness that eased the prince back into a trusting state. Vegeta licked his lips as his body adjusted and then he felt Kakarot begin to move within him. The feeling was incredible. Kakarot's thick shaft pushed deeply into his hot passage, the round head rubbed deliciously against his clenching walls, and as the two princes began to increase the pace of their lovemaking that silken steel rod struck Vegeta's pleasure center and sent him soaring higher than before. He clutched onto the broad shoulders of his lover for dear life as he rode out the waves of ecstasy that washed over his trembling body. As Kakarot continued to thrust into his receptive body, he felt one of the hands caressing his hips slide between his legs and grip his own dripping cock in a firm hold. The warm embrace of palm and fingers glided up and down his needy shaft, encouraging him to levels of pleasure he had never known existed with slow, gentle movements. Vegeta lost track of who was moaning or screaming with delight any longer, everything was focused on the growing heat in his abdomen, the tightening in his loins, and suddenly his world exploded in a dazzling array of colored flashes and white dots. He shouted hoarsely and spilled sticky creamy seed all over the hand on his erection. His muscles clamped down around the thrusting shaft inside him and with an echoing cry Kakarot emptied his white essence deep within the heated body. The two princes collapsed upon the grass, nuzzling together in sated exhaustion under the glistening stars, giving into the lull of sleep even as time deceptively betrayed them.
As the two princes had been engaged in their coupling under the stars, Raditz had been unhappily detaining his father. The young sorcerer had felt his stomach knot in revulsion when he had seen the vividly lewd dream his father had been having. His muscles strained to not shove himself away and run, but he had made the arrangements and he would not abandon the task set before him. His resolve wavered when his sleeping sire placed firm hands upon his buttocks and squeezed him roughly. Paragus was completely lost in his sleep-induced illusion, reacting to the pleasurable thoughts physically without knowing it. Trying to keep that in mind, Raditz allowed his body to be caressed and groped though his frame shivered with disgust at every touch. He glanced over to the moon dial and frowned. His hour had only begun and from the way his father's hands were clutching at his rear, it looked as if this would be a difficult evening.
Paragus groaned in his sleep. His mind was fogged in a lusty cloud and he was dimly aware of a warm weight upon his lap. Soft hair, smooth skin and warm breath; all these mingled with his hazy awareness and intensified the arousing sensations his dream was creating. In his vision the sorcerer saw the object of his desire and obsession sprawled wantonly across his lap. Delicate spine curved in a sharp arc, head tilted, half-lidded eyes clouded with need and lust, lush parted lips swollen from hard kisses, slender hands clawing at supple thighs, legs spread in open invitation, and a begging erection dripping in need of his touch. A low moan tore from Paragus' throat as his dream-prince gave him all the living one denied him.
Raditz grimaced as he was pulled against his father's chest. The older man's dominating mouth covered his lips and after a long bruising kiss he was released to gasp for breath. Large hands held his bottom in a crushing grip as his groin was pressed into his father's lap. He winced in discomfort at the feeling of his sire's erected cock rubbing into his own crotch. The thin layer of cloth that separated their bodies was the only thing that gave the younger man any semblance of comfort while hands roamed over his behind, occasionally slapping the rounded globes, and a bucking pelvis ground into his unwilling hips. His mouth was sought out by blindly puckered lips and he endured his father's dreaming kisses. Two, three rough presses on his swollen lips, a hard slap on his behind, and another roll of rigid wet cock against his groin and it all exploded in a sudden rush of warm liquid and husky moans.
He disentangled himself from the sleeping sated man and fled the room to change his clothing. He wasn't even aware of the time; whether the hour had passed yet or not couldn't deter him from vacating that room. He bit back his repulsed whimpers and broken screams of rage, disappointment, and disgust. How could his father desire these things? How could the man who sired him be like this? So many bitter questions swirled through his mind with tumultuous force. He felt overwhelmed by them all; the emotion was too strong to go any farther. Raditz threw himself against one of the many stone gargoyles that dotted the corridors and clung to it while he rode out the raging sea inside his soul. His mind drifted in darkness, a helpless empty boat tossed by the tsunami waves of his emotional storm. He slammed a fist against the statues' limestone leg, dimly aware of the hot tears that fell from his eyes and splashed upon his white-knuckled fist. After a few moments he blinked away the dampness there and tried to take several calming breaths. Rising to his feet once again, he strode stiffly down the halls and made the way up the spiraling staircase to the upper chambers, and the comforting solitude of his bedroom.
Vegeta smiled with the first rays of hope he'd had in many years. He quietly crept towards the staircase. Hoping to escape to his room without notice. He'd sent Kakarot off with as much effort as possible, even though the loving embrace and promising kisses made him want to stay in the man's arms forever. He felt alive again, impassioned, free!
"Vegeta you are late, again." The chilling voice sent all his previous feelings flying into oblivion. The small prince turned guiltily to face his tormentor. His eyes narrowed and he backed up slowly, moving closer to the steps as discreetly as he could.
"I will ask this one time only little prince. Why were you out so long? The sun has set over an hour ago and yet you are just now come in." The sorcerer advanced with a determined prowl in his gait. His eyes glared upon the rumpled silken clothes and the faint grass stains in the fabric. "Where did you get those stains? What have you been doing?" His voice began to rise in anger, fists balling as he approached the swiftly retreating prince. Suspicion swirled in his mind, and the faint scent of sex wafted from the smaller body to assault his senses in mockery. He screamed in livid, jealous fury.
Vegeta knew better than to stay a moment longer in the thundering man's presence. He leapt out of the clutching arms that tried to capture his slender frame and hurtled up the stairs as though the fires of hell were lapping at his heels. Paragus bellowed threats and curses at him as he gave chase, clawing at the fleeing figures' waist in an attempt to slow him down. He managed to snag hold of the prince's waistband as they rounded a turn and he pulled hard to stop the escape. A resounding rip echoed through the hall and Vegeta let out a shout of shock and protest as his pants tore down the left side of his rear. He quickened his pace and barely closed the door to his bedroom before Paragus banged into it. The pounding of fists upon the door was enough to rattle the entire frame and the figure braced desperately against it.
"How dare you do this to me Vegeta! Filthy brat! When I find who it is I will kill them! You hear me? I shall cut off their head, disembowel their stomach, and serve their organs to you on a silver platter! How dare you give yourself to someone else you dirty insolent whore! You will regret this Vegeta! I swear it!" Paragus' screams startled Raditz from his sleep. The younger sorcerer crept to his door and opened it just enough to stick his head out. He watched his father punch the wall near Vegeta's door and scream some more vulgar things into the air. Biting his lip against the bile in his mouth he shook his head and closed the door again. Waiting till his father stomped back down the stairs. He then silently went across the hall to the prince's room and knocked faintly against the door. He could hear the stifled sobs behind the wood and he winced in understanding. The door opened to reveal a prince who tried to look unaffected by everything that had occurred, but his wet eyes were gaping holes of wounded darkness that couldn't mask any of the pain and anger that swelled in his soul.
The two young men clasped one another in a comforting embrace. Both needed someone to hold at the moment and in each other they could find the solace they needed to get through the rest of the evening. Vegeta told Raditz about Kakarot's promise to him and that he didn't know what to do now.
"Paragus will surely kill him if he comes to see me again. What am I to do Raditz?" He looked at the scowling man helplessly. Raditz could only shake his head, at a loss himself in this situation. He put his arm around Vegeta as the prince closed his weary eyes against the looming distress. All seemed suddenly dark and bleak, and the moon drifted dimly through the dismal evening sky.
N. Ok I know this took me a long time but I hope the length made up for it? -=Smirks.=- This is more dramatic than I had thought it would be, I'm really getting into it! Heh heh.
Callisto ~ Um, there is a happy ending right? -=Squeezes her Goku, Vegeta, and Raditz plushies for comfort.=-
-.-;
There will be once I get to that point, but if you want to see more of this fic then you need to review minna!! -=Points at the review button.=-
Callisto ~ Yeah review! Ja ne minna! -=Waves.=-
Callisto ~ -=Waves wildly, glomps her plushies.giggles.=- Bonjour!
Heh ok anyway this is part four of Swan Lake, and this is the chapter with the lemons minna!
Callisto ~ Yay! Finally!
-.-; Hai, finally.now I've got some K/V here, and also some P/R....
Callisto ~ -=Sweatdrops.=- Poor poor Rad-Chan.-=Squeezes her Raditz plush.=-
Yeah yeah, don't worry Nappa will take care of him later, heh. -=Blinks.=- Hey should you even be reading these? You're not exactly that old. I wouldn't want to corrupt you. -=Eyes her.=-
Callisto ~ I have been reading lemons since I was 11 no biggie. My mind had been corrupted since I was...7. Watched an R rated movie with sex.
Well, how nice to know that the youth of America watch such educational programming. -=Sweatdrops.=-
Callisto ~ plus I walked in on my dad and mom once.. X.X THAT was NOT PRETTY!
X_x; Too much information! Now I'm corrupted!
Callisto ~ -=sweatdrops.=- did that when I was 10.. -=slams her head on the nearest book=- BAD BAD BAD MENTAL IMAGES!
Enough! Enough! Let's just start the fic! .;;;
Callisto ~ -=Stops banging her head, rubs it.=- Ow..
-=Snickers.=-
Warnings ~ Violence, Yaoi, Lemon, Language, Sexual Assault. Not in every chapter but this is a general warning for the whole fic.
Disclaimer ~ I own nothing at all! Sue and you will receive a bucket of Kobo drool.
SWAN LAKE
Chapter Four
Kakarot paced anxiously beside his stallion. He was supposed to meet with Vegeta that evening, but his father had wanted him to stay at the palace and talk about something. The prince had asked Nappa to make an excuse for him and was awaiting the escort's return to find out if he could leave. He bit his lower lip in worry. He just had to see Vegeta again.
Raditz stared out solemnly at the lazy afternoon skies. Clouds drifted through the air on gentle breezes, birds twittered merrily from deep within the emerald canopy of the forest, and the lake near the castle glistened brightly from the sunlight. It was all so peaceful out there. He sighed and removed the damp cloth from his left eye. A nasty purple bruise marred his features, but it would heal eventually. His father had been furious with him and the prince when they had returned the previous night. The livid sorcerer had dragged Vegeta out of sight and Raditz had been left to await his own punishment in the bleak hall. Sometime later the prince had limped up the long stairway to his room. Raditz had felt his heart clench at the subdued slump in the younger man's shoulders, but his father's grip on his hair had quickly switched his attention. He endured the towering man's screams, insults, and fists until he was finally sent to his room like a naughty child would have been. His father had even come to him this morning and asked him to explain why he had been punished! His bitterness and hate was steadily growing for the twisted bastard as each day came and went, but then again, this was his father. The man who had raised him, and at some point in life loved him right? He held his head and groaned softly.
The golden orb of the sun began slowly sinking behind the indigo peaks in the distance. Kakarot was riding as fast as he could to meet with the prince. Nappa had managed to stall for him just long enough that he could sneak out, see Vegeta, and return home. He dismounted, tied his steed to a branch and ran through the dense shrubbery towards the crystalline lake. His breath came in soft pants as he ran, his heart pounding in his chest, his excitement and fear intermingling and sending shivers up his spine as he neared the clearing. He halted abruptly, scanning he area for a sign of the smaller male. The stars were twinkling in the hazy twilight sky, the waters of the lake were calm and silent, and the place was devoid of any person save himself. Kakarot felt his heart sink. Where was Vegeta? Raditz had promised he would be here. Despair clawed at him, as he looked around frantically. Finally he turned and slowly walked back towards the bushes.
"Kakarot, I'm here." The soft words were nearly missed by the prince. He turned around, blinking wide eyes at the shadowy figure that emerged from within the darkness of the forest and stepped towards him. Vegeta was here after all! He smiled warmly at the prince and clasped the smooth hand extended in greeting.
"Oh Vegeta! I'm so glad you waited for me. I thought I had missed you somehow. Please, come sit with me on the steps. I much desire to speak with you tonight." Kakarot couldn't help grinning at the bemused look on the smaller prince's face. He led the other to the stone stairs and sat down, pulling the smaller man gently down next him. It was getting dark but he still caught the sudden blush that rushed into the other prince's cheeks as their thighs rubbed together. He casually looked up at the stars and gave Vegeta's hand a small squeeze. "So now, I have many questions for you, are you willing to answer them?" He tilted his head towards the slight figure.
Vegeta frowned at the smooth surface of the lake. He couldn't understand why he was feeling so nervous, why his palms were sweaty, why his heart was fluttering, or why he kept flushing! What was it about this Kakarot that made him feel so strange? It wasn't that what he felt seemed wrong, but there was something so different about it all. It was as if everything else in his life could be forgotten about. He felt free right now, at peace, and safe. He stared at the gentle smile and hopeful eyes gazing down upon him. "Yes Kakarot. I will answer your questions."
While the two princes were speaking quietly with each other on the lakeshore, Raditz was committing a great self-sacrifice, and perhaps the most foolish act of his life. He had entered his father's sitting room just before sunset and found the ominous sorcerer dozing in his velvet lined chair before the crackling fire. The young man quickly crept to his sire's side and sprinkled a handful of sleeping powder onto his face. He hoped he had used enough for Vegeta to have an hour with Kakarot, but his father was a strong person so he was going to have to do more too keep Paragus relaxed and happy so that he would stay asleep. This meant that he would have to help his father act out whatever pleasurable fantasy the powder drew forth from the man's mind; no matter how much it disgusted him to do so. Raditz had once pledged to the younger prince that he would do everything he could to give him any small amount of freedom. He intended to keep his word.
Slowly, he settled his body on his father's thick thighs, facing the massive body in the chair. Paragus was an impressive form to say the least; even being full-grown, Raditz looked like a child when sitting on the sorcerer's lap. The young wizard bit his lower lip as he placed his hands on the glowing orb around his sire's neck. His skin was clammy, cold beads of sweat dripped down his brow, the hairs on the back of his neck were standing on end and goosebumps dotted his muscled arms. He closed his eyes and whispered the chant that would open a link between his mind and his father's, allowing him to not only see what the man was dreaming of, but also to successfully act out any reactions his father might have to the vision.
As Raditz began to sift through his father's sleeping thoughts, Kakarot was thinking of his first question for the cursed prince beside him. He thought back to what the longhaired man had told him and Nappa the previous evening. There were unanswered questions from that tale, shadowy secrets that Raditz had simply avoided telling them about, but he intended to get the entire story. He had his suspicions already about certain things, and now Vegeta would enlighten all the dark mysteries of the puzzle.
"Last night Raditz spoke of a young prince who had been taken from his father, his kingdom was destroyed, and he was left with the sorcerer-knight who had caused all the destruction. Tell me Vegeta, that little prince was you, correct?" He waited a moment, anticipation mingling with anxiety as the prince beside him kept silent. Finally Vegeta gave a curt nod to his question. Kakarot felt a mixture of emotions swell within his heart at the confirmation of his suspicion. He had desperately hoped against his better judgement, wishing that Vegeta were not the youngster from the story. Now though, he intended to learn what had happened between the end of that tale, so many years ago, and the present story coming to be between himself and this accursed prince. "Tell me what happened after that night. What has your life been like?" He stared at the tensed shoulders and rigid posture of the man beside him. There were several moments of intense, deadly silence and he feared Vegeta would refuse, but then the smaller man sighed and ran a slender hand through his raven locks.
"At first I had not understood anything about what had taken place. I kept asking where my father was, why I couldn't see him, and why I had to stay with Paragus. He had taken his son, Raditz, and myself to his newly built castle. That is the dismal tower looming beyond the rise and this forest behind us. He would always tell me that someone had attacked the kingdom, everyone had been lost and he had only been able to save his son and me before fleeing. I never questioned the truth of his story until I entered my teens. That was when I began to feel odd around him, like something wasn't quite right with the way he acted around me. I learned through Raditz about the actual facts of my kingdom's ruin, and my father's death. I went to Paragus in a rage and demanded to know what had possessed him to commit such an atrocity. At that time I was only thirteen years of age, little more than a child; he apologized for his crimes and made up some fantastical excuse about being madly in love with me and my father refusing to let him see me. I was astonished at first, and then disgusted by the very idea; when I told him that he became angry and tried to force me to understand. He pulled me onto his lap and pressed his mouth to mine, shoving his thick tongue between my lips and squeezing my arms painfully when I thrashed to get away. For a while I tried to avoid him as much as possible, but he often found me and harassed me with kisses, touches, and declarations of love." The prince paused to take a few breaths and shake his head, clearing away the repulsion and hate from his mind. Kakarot was angry, sickened, and too shocked to speak at the moment so Vegeta continued. "Eventually he began to ask me for my hand in marriage. I refused him instantly, and every time I turned him away he would threaten to do something horrible to me if I didn't reconsider. He claimed that I owed him everything for taking me in and raising me, feeding and clothing me, and caring for me. I countered him with the fact that I would never had needed any of that if he had not murdered my father and decimated my empire. By now I was fifteen and I had developed a deep bitterness towards him, which was justly founded however it was also my downfall. I could not then, nor can I now, ever love him or feel anything but hate towards him. When I screamed this into his face after yet another proposal it was my undoing. In a rage he swore to make good on his threats and placed a curse upon me. The light of the dawning sun traps me within the body of an ivory swan, at the first glimmer of moonlight I return to my human form, and until I consent to be his wedded mate I shall remain under this spell. I have been cursed now for seven years, but I would rather be cursed seven hundred years more than marry that perverted bastard!" Vegeta pounded his fists against the cold stones, gritting his teeth in anger and frustrated despair.
Kakarot glared up at the starry sky. His mind and heart whirled with mixed emotions about everything Vegeta had told him. He couldn't believe there was no other way out of the curse! Somehow there had to be another way to free the prince from his suffering. He closed his eyes and tried to think, but nothing seemed to readily enter his thoughts. He was just too upset about the events he had been told of.
"Vegeta is there not some other way to break this spell?" He looked imploringly to the other's dark eyes, noting how pained and defiant they looked. Vegeta nodded dismally.
"There is Kakarot, but it is not something that can be accomplished. The only alternative to marrying Paragus would be for someone to end his life. If he were to be killed then his power would die with him and I would be freed from my enchanted prison." The prince sighed. "It is an impossible dream though; there is no person who could challenge him and survive."
Kakarot stood suddenly before the shorter prince, kneeled, and took the slender hands into his own. He gazed determinedly into the wide black eyes and spoke in a soft, steadfast tone.
"I swear to you Prince Vegeta, son of Emperor Vejito, by the honor of my royal blood I will free you from this curse." His eyes narrowed in an unwavering glare as Vegeta made an attempt to reprove him and sway his oath. He silenced the outburst with a gentle kiss that caught the other prince off guard and startled him into a mute. For a moment Kakarot feared Vegeta would scorn him, but then he felt the plush lips pressed against his own part, and a warm tongue shyly explore the supple skin of his lips. He eagerly met the questing muscle with his own and began rubbing and teasing the enchanted prince until he had to break away gasping for breath. The two stared long into mirrored orbs of infinite darkness. Emotions swirled in their minds, hearts thundered against their rib cages, skin burned from the passionate touch and souls cried out demandingly for more.
Slowly, steadily they moved closer, kissing tentatively at first and then with ardent passion. Hands roamed over smooth skin clothed by fine silks and soft threads. Gentle pants and dulcet moans passed through parted lips as hips rocked together, grinding hardened members firmly against one another. Kakarot laid the smaller prince upon the grass near the steps and slowly removed the shirt from the lithe frame. His lips trailed across every inch of bronzed flesh that was revealed to the silvery moonlight. He could feel the other shudder beneath him; long fingers curling within the wild spikes of his hair as a hushed moan escaped Vegeta's mouth. The smaller prince closed his eyes and arched as his lover took one of his nipples between his berry lips and sucked at it sweetly. This was so strange; he shouldn't be doing this, should he? It felt so good, so safe, so right though!
"M-more Kaka-rot." Vegeta groaned out as the other prince pushed their groins together again, eliciting jolts of ecstatic pleasure up and down his spine. He helped his taller companion remove the remaining clothes on both their bodies and then they renewed their explorations with excited vigor.
Kakarot lifted the shapely thighs around his waist and locked eyes with his lover. Vegeta was gazing at him through clouded, lusty orbs that were too hard to not get lost in. He smiled adoringly and slipped a finger inside the prince's tight hole, slowly stretching it by moving the digit in and out and rubbing it against the virgin walls. Vegeta blinked and squirmed a bit at first, unsure of the sensation but willing to endure it for more of Kakarot's touch. Eventually the finger delved deeper into the heated depths and came in contact with the bundle of nerves that sent Vegeta's mind into the starry heavens. Just as he was going to ask for more his pleasuring ceased and he whimpered at the loss, opening his eyes to gaze at the smiling visage before him. Kakarot raised the legs around his waist over his shoulders, grinning at the blush that flashed over his lover's face in response to the new vulnerable position he was in.
Vegeta gasped suddenly as a burning pain tore through his body and something hard pressed inside his hole. He started to struggle, but Kakarot instantly pressed kisses to him and softly whispered words of pleasure to come and reassuring gentleness that eased the prince back into a trusting state. Vegeta licked his lips as his body adjusted and then he felt Kakarot begin to move within him. The feeling was incredible. Kakarot's thick shaft pushed deeply into his hot passage, the round head rubbed deliciously against his clenching walls, and as the two princes began to increase the pace of their lovemaking that silken steel rod struck Vegeta's pleasure center and sent him soaring higher than before. He clutched onto the broad shoulders of his lover for dear life as he rode out the waves of ecstasy that washed over his trembling body. As Kakarot continued to thrust into his receptive body, he felt one of the hands caressing his hips slide between his legs and grip his own dripping cock in a firm hold. The warm embrace of palm and fingers glided up and down his needy shaft, encouraging him to levels of pleasure he had never known existed with slow, gentle movements. Vegeta lost track of who was moaning or screaming with delight any longer, everything was focused on the growing heat in his abdomen, the tightening in his loins, and suddenly his world exploded in a dazzling array of colored flashes and white dots. He shouted hoarsely and spilled sticky creamy seed all over the hand on his erection. His muscles clamped down around the thrusting shaft inside him and with an echoing cry Kakarot emptied his white essence deep within the heated body. The two princes collapsed upon the grass, nuzzling together in sated exhaustion under the glistening stars, giving into the lull of sleep even as time deceptively betrayed them.
As the two princes had been engaged in their coupling under the stars, Raditz had been unhappily detaining his father. The young sorcerer had felt his stomach knot in revulsion when he had seen the vividly lewd dream his father had been having. His muscles strained to not shove himself away and run, but he had made the arrangements and he would not abandon the task set before him. His resolve wavered when his sleeping sire placed firm hands upon his buttocks and squeezed him roughly. Paragus was completely lost in his sleep-induced illusion, reacting to the pleasurable thoughts physically without knowing it. Trying to keep that in mind, Raditz allowed his body to be caressed and groped though his frame shivered with disgust at every touch. He glanced over to the moon dial and frowned. His hour had only begun and from the way his father's hands were clutching at his rear, it looked as if this would be a difficult evening.
Paragus groaned in his sleep. His mind was fogged in a lusty cloud and he was dimly aware of a warm weight upon his lap. Soft hair, smooth skin and warm breath; all these mingled with his hazy awareness and intensified the arousing sensations his dream was creating. In his vision the sorcerer saw the object of his desire and obsession sprawled wantonly across his lap. Delicate spine curved in a sharp arc, head tilted, half-lidded eyes clouded with need and lust, lush parted lips swollen from hard kisses, slender hands clawing at supple thighs, legs spread in open invitation, and a begging erection dripping in need of his touch. A low moan tore from Paragus' throat as his dream-prince gave him all the living one denied him.
Raditz grimaced as he was pulled against his father's chest. The older man's dominating mouth covered his lips and after a long bruising kiss he was released to gasp for breath. Large hands held his bottom in a crushing grip as his groin was pressed into his father's lap. He winced in discomfort at the feeling of his sire's erected cock rubbing into his own crotch. The thin layer of cloth that separated their bodies was the only thing that gave the younger man any semblance of comfort while hands roamed over his behind, occasionally slapping the rounded globes, and a bucking pelvis ground into his unwilling hips. His mouth was sought out by blindly puckered lips and he endured his father's dreaming kisses. Two, three rough presses on his swollen lips, a hard slap on his behind, and another roll of rigid wet cock against his groin and it all exploded in a sudden rush of warm liquid and husky moans.
He disentangled himself from the sleeping sated man and fled the room to change his clothing. He wasn't even aware of the time; whether the hour had passed yet or not couldn't deter him from vacating that room. He bit back his repulsed whimpers and broken screams of rage, disappointment, and disgust. How could his father desire these things? How could the man who sired him be like this? So many bitter questions swirled through his mind with tumultuous force. He felt overwhelmed by them all; the emotion was too strong to go any farther. Raditz threw himself against one of the many stone gargoyles that dotted the corridors and clung to it while he rode out the raging sea inside his soul. His mind drifted in darkness, a helpless empty boat tossed by the tsunami waves of his emotional storm. He slammed a fist against the statues' limestone leg, dimly aware of the hot tears that fell from his eyes and splashed upon his white-knuckled fist. After a few moments he blinked away the dampness there and tried to take several calming breaths. Rising to his feet once again, he strode stiffly down the halls and made the way up the spiraling staircase to the upper chambers, and the comforting solitude of his bedroom.
Vegeta smiled with the first rays of hope he'd had in many years. He quietly crept towards the staircase. Hoping to escape to his room without notice. He'd sent Kakarot off with as much effort as possible, even though the loving embrace and promising kisses made him want to stay in the man's arms forever. He felt alive again, impassioned, free!
"Vegeta you are late, again." The chilling voice sent all his previous feelings flying into oblivion. The small prince turned guiltily to face his tormentor. His eyes narrowed and he backed up slowly, moving closer to the steps as discreetly as he could.
"I will ask this one time only little prince. Why were you out so long? The sun has set over an hour ago and yet you are just now come in." The sorcerer advanced with a determined prowl in his gait. His eyes glared upon the rumpled silken clothes and the faint grass stains in the fabric. "Where did you get those stains? What have you been doing?" His voice began to rise in anger, fists balling as he approached the swiftly retreating prince. Suspicion swirled in his mind, and the faint scent of sex wafted from the smaller body to assault his senses in mockery. He screamed in livid, jealous fury.
Vegeta knew better than to stay a moment longer in the thundering man's presence. He leapt out of the clutching arms that tried to capture his slender frame and hurtled up the stairs as though the fires of hell were lapping at his heels. Paragus bellowed threats and curses at him as he gave chase, clawing at the fleeing figures' waist in an attempt to slow him down. He managed to snag hold of the prince's waistband as they rounded a turn and he pulled hard to stop the escape. A resounding rip echoed through the hall and Vegeta let out a shout of shock and protest as his pants tore down the left side of his rear. He quickened his pace and barely closed the door to his bedroom before Paragus banged into it. The pounding of fists upon the door was enough to rattle the entire frame and the figure braced desperately against it.
"How dare you do this to me Vegeta! Filthy brat! When I find who it is I will kill them! You hear me? I shall cut off their head, disembowel their stomach, and serve their organs to you on a silver platter! How dare you give yourself to someone else you dirty insolent whore! You will regret this Vegeta! I swear it!" Paragus' screams startled Raditz from his sleep. The younger sorcerer crept to his door and opened it just enough to stick his head out. He watched his father punch the wall near Vegeta's door and scream some more vulgar things into the air. Biting his lip against the bile in his mouth he shook his head and closed the door again. Waiting till his father stomped back down the stairs. He then silently went across the hall to the prince's room and knocked faintly against the door. He could hear the stifled sobs behind the wood and he winced in understanding. The door opened to reveal a prince who tried to look unaffected by everything that had occurred, but his wet eyes were gaping holes of wounded darkness that couldn't mask any of the pain and anger that swelled in his soul.
The two young men clasped one another in a comforting embrace. Both needed someone to hold at the moment and in each other they could find the solace they needed to get through the rest of the evening. Vegeta told Raditz about Kakarot's promise to him and that he didn't know what to do now.
"Paragus will surely kill him if he comes to see me again. What am I to do Raditz?" He looked at the scowling man helplessly. Raditz could only shake his head, at a loss himself in this situation. He put his arm around Vegeta as the prince closed his weary eyes against the looming distress. All seemed suddenly dark and bleak, and the moon drifted dimly through the dismal evening sky.
N. Ok I know this took me a long time but I hope the length made up for it? -=Smirks.=- This is more dramatic than I had thought it would be, I'm really getting into it! Heh heh.
Callisto ~ Um, there is a happy ending right? -=Squeezes her Goku, Vegeta, and Raditz plushies for comfort.=-
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There will be once I get to that point, but if you want to see more of this fic then you need to review minna!! -=Points at the review button.=-
Callisto ~ Yeah review! Ja ne minna! -=Waves.=-