A/N: AN interlude of sorts… May or may not be set in the AU from previous drabbles.

Drabble 9: Caviar – Midnight snack

Vegeta shifted restlessly, eyes closed as he tried to sleep. He was tired, the lights in the shuttle were dimmed and the first-class seats were large, comfortable and almost horizontal, but for some unexplainable reason, he simply could not fall asleep. His bodyguard was snoring softly beside him, long limbs sprawled out limply; it was a good thing they weren't in economy. Irritated, he poked at the burly male. "Shut up baka. You're snoring."

"Snnxxz..wha… 'geta?"

The teenage prince gave his long-suffering guard a sideways kick in the ankles. "You. Were. Snoring."

"Sorry…" Radditz mumbled sleepily as he turned to face Vegeta and slid further down in his seat, eyes closing again.

Insomniacs loved company and Vegeta kicked Radditz again as he pressed the attendant button. "I'm going to call for a snack. You want anything?"

"Whacha 'aving?" Blearily, Radditz propped himself up on his elbow, realizing that Vegeta was in a pissy mood again. 'Probably because he didn't get enough sleep…'

Vegeta was already talking to the blue-haired attendant. "I'd like some of that caviar served earlier during dinner. Radditz?"

Radditz shook his head, making a face. "Caviar? The black fish eggs? Yucks."

"It's nice," Vegeta purred as the stewardess placed the small dish and fork on his tray. "It's a Chikuyuu delicacy that is extremely expensive on Vegetasei." He lifted a forkful to his mouth, grinning happily. "Rich and salty and oh, I just love black caviar; sturgeons' roe. So much smoother than the cheaper red caviar we import on Vegetasei."

"Rich, salty and smooth eh?" Radditz leaned closer with a leer, slipping a hand under the blanket that covered Vegeta's lap. "I can think of another similar… snack…"

Vegeta gave a small start as fingers deftly weaseled past his waistband and down…

And up... and down and up…

"Radditz! Stop …that!" Vegeta hissed breathlessly as he strove to maintain control, even as his groin tensed under the blanket, subconsciously aching to press upwards. Shakily, he continued eating as he tried to ignore the building pleasure.

"Are you sure?"

Vegeta scowled at the tall guard's widening grin, but his irritation was quickly distracted as a strong palm now closed around his fully erect cock. The fork was lowered to the plate, caviar forgotten, as hunger of a different kind built.

"Shall I stop?" The husky whisper was punctuated between alternating firm strokes and gentle squeezes, stoking the coil of tension in his lower gut expertly. Blunt nails raked from the base of his erection to the swollen tip and Vegeta cursed under his breath as his eyes rolled back.

"Kisama… I'll kill you…. if you dare stop…nnngh…" Slender hips jerked up suddenly and he strove to swallow his gasps even as lights danced behind his eyelids.

"Is everything all right sir?" That pesky onna again.

"Uhh… great ca..viar…" Vegeta replied weakly as he melted bonelessly into his seat.

"Hmm… maybe I will try that caviar after all." Radditz smiled brightly, but Vegeta was already asleep.

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