The REAL reason Why Vegeta refused to be Uke
Goku smiled as he woke up next to the warm body of his mate. The small form of
the ouji was curled up within the brawny Saiyan's embrace and purring softly as
he slept. Goku nuzzled the midnight locks, inhaling the musky fragrance that
was his prince.
As he stretched slightly, he felt a twinge in his butt and winced. Vegeta had
been particularly enthusiastic last night. That thought simultaneously brought
a smile and frown to his face. While he was more than happy with their sex
life, he was also perplexed as to why Vegeta vehemently refuses to be taken.
They had been mated for a couple of months, and Goku was always the uke.
When he asked about it, Vegeta refused to say. Once, in the heat of the moment,
Goku flipped Vegeta on his back and tried to enter him. The ouji panicked and
scrambled away desperately, a look of panic on his face.
A thought struck Goku. The ouji had been in Frieza's service, and he knew that
Vegeta hated the ice-jin with an almost mindless fury. Yet, Goku also
remembered how Vegeta had also seemed almost afraid of the tyrant. The gentle
Saiyan blanched. Could it be? Could that be the reason why Vegeta refused...
A tear ran down the compassionate warrior's face. Oh, my prince...
His arms tightened around the lithe form as he hugged his mate fiercely,
protectively. The action woke the prince, and he wriggled sleepily, attempting
to loosen the choking hold.
"Kakarotto?"
"Vegeta!" Goku cried. "I love you!"
Vegeta wondered why his mate was being particularly melodramatic, and patted
the younger Saiyan on his thigh reassuringly. "Yeah, me too. Now could you
let me go?"
As the muscular arms around him relaxed, Vegeta stiffened. His hand moved up
slowly to the other male's washboard abdomen, and splayed out. What was that he
felt? Could it be...
A grin lit up Vegeta's face as he sat up, placing both hands over his mate's
stomach. Goku slanted a curious look at the ouji. "Nani?"
"You're pregnant."
"NANI?!" Goku was flabbergasted. "Wha... How... I mean..."
"Oh, Saiyan males can get pregnant." Vegeta explained blithely.
Goku narrowed his eyes. "Wait a minute. You knew. And you never told
me." Another thought struck him. "Is that why you refused to be
uke?"
Vegeta smirked.
(Fact: Ningen females have been known to have extreme mood swings and turn
excessively violent when pregnant. Their drastic change in personality has been
attributed by their spouses to be due to hormones.)
The normally peaceful fighter erupted in rage. "VEGETA! Haven't you heard
of condoms??"
Vegeta blinked. "Oh... Oops." He eyed his rapidly reddening mate with
increasing alarm. Heeding the finely tuned sixth sense that had served him well
and kept him alive all these years, the Saiyan no ouji turned and scrambled off
their bed hastily.
"VEGETA!!"
The ouji grabbed his boxers and prudently fled out of their window.
"VEGETA!! GET BACK HERE SO I CAN POUND YOUR CUTE LITTLE ASS INTO NEXT
WEEK!!!"
