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Indigo Spice
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By: Hatti Lee* ... Also known as: Saiyajin Peach,
Amalthea*, and Saiyajin Peach 18
Contact: Beloved_Animosity@sbcglobal.net
Started: 5.9.2
Finished: 9.12.3
Author's Notes: Here's your lemon!!! And another twist on the plot!!! I must warn you guys... This is a bit of a short chapter, but it can't be helped! My hands are cramping from all this typing, and I thought y'alled be happy with a little rather than none. So, here ya go. ^_^
Warnings: This fic is yaoi, which means it contains male/male intimacy. If you're uncomfortable with that or if you're just plain narrow-minded, I suggest you go elsewhere. Also, this fic is rated R for slight violence, language, and much sexual content. If you're under age or uncomfortable with that, please go no further.
Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z or it's characters, and I'm not making any money off of this. So, please don't sue me!!! It's not like you'd get much anyways.
XVII
Goku grinned as the gentle waves splashed over their feet, his bare, the prince's booted. They were separated by about five meters of cool night air, Goku standing closest to dry land. He continued smiling as he pulled his shirt up over his head, muscles flexing gracefully as he raised his arms and tossed the garment inland.
Vejita smirked, watching as the boy continued to strip, slowly untying the sash at his waist, causing his pants to drop, leaving him butt naked. The boy was so completely unashamed that it amazed the prince.
Goku stepped out of his pants and them tossed them too inland, turning to move inland as well. As suspected, Vejita followed. The Earth Saiyajin stopped at the picnic table, lifting his nude form up to sit upon it's surface.
The older of the two Saiyajin couldn't help but chuckle as approached, the new sensual position presenting itself quite appealing. However, the boy had no clue, and Vejita took advantage of the situation, removing his gloves, caressing smooth, milky skin with his bare fingertips.
Chills ran down Goku's spine as he arched his back, letting his lover continue with those wonderful feather light touches, tingling him until he was so excited he nearly jumped off the table. However, it turned out the prince had hold of his thighs rather firmly, keeping him in place.
With the boy sitting, they were at eye level, and Vejita moved forward, pressing his lips to his mate's. Vejita wanted to smirk as the Earth Saiyajin's lust became somewhat urgent, as if her were pleading for more. He'd give the boy just that. Using one hand to free himself from his pants, the prince pulled his mate closer, their groins meeting, causing he and the boy to groan at the heated contact.
Goku had been waiting for Vejita to back off so they could go inside and get busy, but he suddenly found himself enjoying this so much more. He was on the edge of the table now, the prince pushing into him, his legs wrapped tightly around the regal Saiyajin. Their bodies coming together again and again, their need driving them to release, hands everywhere, their lips locked. Soon enough, release came to the Earth-Saiyajin and soon after the prince's hot seed was deep within him.
Goku panted, his legs still holding his lover, his lips still moving over Vejita's features, he whispered, his legs finally going lax.
Vejita smirked, Come on... Let's get some sleep. With that, the boy hopped down from the table, his legs a little shaky as he moved to gather his discarded clothes.
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Oh my... Chi-Chi whispered, tearing her eyes from the scene just as it came to a close. The four of them remained silent for some time. At first they didn't think the two warriors would go through with it, after all, they were in plain view!
That was wild. Bulma said, a twinkle in her eyes. She'd never seen something so passionate in her life, and it seemed Goku had indeed initiated the whole thing. All thoughts of the prince using their friend faded.
No kidding. I say we keep quiet. Vejita would probably kill us. Yamcha said, both he and Krillin slightly more than grossed out.
Well, they were out in the open... It's not our fault we saw. Chi-Chi said, knowing the blame wasn't on them.
It's no one's fault. Bulma said in a tone, rolling her eyes somewhat.
Still, I agree with Yamcha. We shouldn't say anything. It'd be awkward. Besides, it's none of our business. Krillin said, moving towards the door. They said their good nights and soon found their way back to their beds. It didn't take long for the large pink house to fall under a silent slumber.
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Once inside, Goku and Vejita snuggled up on the couch, a large blanket pulled over them. The TV was still going and Master Roshi was still crashed in his chair, but they didn't mind. Completely satisfied, they relaxed in one another's arms, Goku's head resting on his lover's chest as he fingered his prince's hands. From some reason he enjoyed exploring the long slender digits, so much power could come from these weapon-like fists, and yet, these were the same hands that held him so gently, touched him in ways that made him scream.
Vejita caught a few of these thoughts and sighed. It was amazing how sentimental, how wonderfully perfect the boy was. No more than hour later, they were asleep, pressed together, emotions, feelings, and thoughts mingling between their minds.
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The scent of bacon wafted through the house, causing Goku to stir. Vejita, of course, was awake before his mate, and to force himself not to laugh at the boy as his nose twitched and his stomach growled. The fool always had food on the brain, that and one other thing.
Finally, Goku opened his eyes and slowly sat up, the bright sun shining through the house's many windows, Kami, I'm starvin'. He mumbled, leaning into Vejita and rubbing against him as cat would for a pet, just letting the prince know that he cared.
There were two empty chairs at the table as they managed into the kitchen, where everyone else was seated, eating a nutritious breakfast of eggs, sausage, bacon, pancakes, and rolls.
Mmm... This looks great! Goku said as he flopped into a chair, quickly filling his plate.
You guys sure did sleep late, Roshi said, remembering back when Goku was having similar problems getting up for school, You haven't changed a bit, Goku.
The others glanced from one to another, and Vejita instantly picked up on the shifty nervousness in their eyes, Yes, well, he was quite exhausted from out little... Bout.
Krillin nearly choked, coughing as he swallowed what was left in his mouth, Wh... What?
Everyone stared, wide-eyed, wondering if the infuriating prince was going to embarrass their friend. As it was, Goku's cheeks were slightly flushed.
I can't believe you're bringing that up. Bulma muttered, the unruly Saiyajin seated beside her.
No need to get upset... It was rather amazing. Vejita continued, finding the situation quite amusing.
They all turned to Goku, who was no looking at his the prince, the blush spreading on his cheeks,
the prince questioned, more a sound that an actual word.
Suddenly the boy was flinging himself forward, soft lips crushing against his own. Vejita, of course, didn't fight the kiss, but let it play out, slowly pulling away moments later. The little group he was toying with now sitting there with their mouths open, eyes bulging.
Kakarotto... You're making your friends uncomfortable. The prince hissed, a smirk on his lips.
You started it! Sayin' all that stuff! Goku argued, waving a single at his lover.
Bulma wanted to scream. Her friend was so unlike she'd thought he'd always been! Who'd have thought Goku was so sexual? Here she thought he was blushing from embarrassment, when in fact he was flushed with excitement!
Baka! I was talking about our sparring match! Vejita exclaimed, laughing loudly at his beloved fool for falling for the trap he'd set for his friends.
Everyone in turn started laughing as well. They were finding themselves more and more secure with the odd relationship... However, they were still a little unsettled with the Saiyajin Prince, the killer of so many, the one who'd started the planetary wars, sitting here among them, as if he belonged.
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Soon to pass was a time of belonging, completeness. Goku had never felt so full in his life. No, not full as in stuffed with food, but full as in whole... Like his life was meaningful in every way people wished their lives to be. He couldn't be happier.
Nearly a month had passed, and within that small space of time everyone else seemed to be happy as well. Bulma and Yamcha dropped by to visit now and then, bringing Chi-Chi every once in a while. Krillin visited the most, just about every other day.
And then there was Vejita. Their passion was no less than that first night... That beautiful, bloody first night. If anything, it was better. Goku felt more experienced now, knowing what his prince enjoyed most, and where the most pleasurable spots were on that beautiful, regal body of his. They were like rabbits, enjoying one another every night. The only thing Goku had yet to experience was taking his prince, but deep down, he knew that was never going to happen. Surprisingly, it didn't bother him much. He understood the nature of the relationship, knew it was pure Saiyajin, Vejita being the dominant. There were no silly Human emotions, no room for them.
The bond that linked them was as strong as ever and they were now capable of speaking to one another telepathically. Only short sentences, short fragments of their thoughts barely evolved into words.
The first time Goku had experienced it, he'd burst into laughter. He'd heard Vejita's voice in his head, screaming at him for being stupid enough to fall asleep during their love making. Of course, the Earth Saiyajin had been extremely sleepy and tired after a long bout of sparring over the ocean, and on their return home, he hadn't gotten anything to eat, so, he'd simply passed out.
What?!? ... Now, baka...! Wake...! Kami... Kick your ass!'
Goku had instantly opened his eyes, a grin on his face. They stayed up for hours after that, trying to send messages to one another, only receiving a few. Vejita revealed that he'd been hearing the Earth Saiyajin's voice in his head for some time.
So, it was indeed a happy time... Until...
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It was late Friday evening and the boy's bald little friend had just left, leaving a box of truffles. Vejita stepped back into their little motel room, having gone outside on the bald fellow's request.
Something's not right.
What are you talking about? Vejita had asked, his voice full to the brim with annoyance.
Goku must not be feeling well. Normally those truffles would be gone. You know how he loves chocolate.
Vejita eyed the fool, realizing that there was something wrong. Why hadn't he noticed sooner? Kakarotto hadn't been eating right for a couple of days now. He'd nodded to Krillin and waited until he was gone before returning inside.
There's nothing wrong. Goku said through a slight smile, cleaning up a little.
Vejita scowled, wishing he hadn't thought that so loudly earlier, I think there is. he said, approaching the boy, stilling him from his insignificant chores.
Goku moaned as his lover held him close, fingering his left nipple.
Once all restriction were removed, and they were lying in bed atop their filthy sheets, Vejita began the slow process of torture. He teased the boy endlessly, running his battle-roughened fingers over every curve and contour of bone and muscle.
Nn...'
Vejita smirked. The boy was trying to hold back, keep quiet, as if he could not enjoy it. The little moan was clear as a bell in the prince's mind, so, he continued.
Tell me... What's wrong with you? he questioned, turning it up a notch as he ran a feather light touch along the boy's throbbing need.
Nn... Please... Stop... The words were soft yet harsh, and Vejita did as they pleaded. Something like this had never happened before and he was more than confused by it.
Kakarotto, I demand to know what's going on.
Jita, it's nothing, really. Goku managed through his cloudy thoughts. For some reason he was feeling odd, but he didn't want his prince to worry about it. Maybe what he needed was just some good, sound sleep. He smiled sweetly to his lover and scootched under the covers.
Vejita smirked. Perhaps it was nothing. He too slipped beneath the covers and pulled the boy to him, continuing where he'd left off.
Jita, I... I'm not in the mood. Can we just sleep? Goku asked, his face tensed as if ready to wince away from angry words.
The prince was utterly shocked, Very well. he said sternly, pulling away from the boy and turning to sleep facing the opposite direction. Of course, he wasn't as mad as he pretended to be. In fact, he was much more worried and was racking his brain with any and all reasons for his mate's strange behavior.
Goku felt hurt, but more than anything,he felt as if he'd hurt his prince. A strange urge came over him though, and he rose from their bed, moving to the door. It remained open at nearly all times, and the hinges were a little stiff as the Earth Saiyajin pushed it shut, shutting the windows soon after. It took him a few minutes to figure out the strange locks, but once everything was secure, he felt much better.
The way Vejita was lying, he was able to see everything, and was quite confused with the boy's actions. Obviously he didn't feel safe, and that hurt more than anything.
Goku felt the emotion welling within him and allowed the few tears to spill as he approached Vejita, climbing in bed on the side the prince was facing.
Vejita knew his sentimental mate liked to cuddle and be held for long periods of time, but as the boy snuggled against him, squirming into his arms, he felt that the Earth Saiyajin was subconsciously asking him to protect him. The action hurt even more, as if the knife in his wound were being twisted severely. He thought of himself as a great, if not perfect dominant mate. Why was Kakarotto feeling so unsafe then? One of the most important roles of the being the dominant one was to protect your mate. Feeling inadequate, for reasons he didn't understand, Vejita held the boy in a death grip, even draping his legs over the young Saiyajin, hanging on tightly. Before drifting off to sleep, he heard a thought from the link in the back of his mind, I'm sorry... So, so sorry... Jita...'
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How are things coming along little one? the doctor asked ever so softly, his bare fingers squeaking against the warm glass ever so slightly. He was completely amazed with the tiny thing's quick development. It was as if it were growing twice as fast as any Human.
The little embryo was larger now, about an inch in length. It's tiny face held a primitive appearance, it's ears tiny folds of skin, and it's eyes round and black. The little Saiyajin, no bigger than a bean, had nubs for arms and legs.
It was healthy, but still, something wasn't right, and although the temperature was fairly warm, it felt so, so cold.
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To be continued...
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