A/N: Finally the moment we've all been waiting for. XD
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Stednie0514: :O Woman art thou psychic? I already had that planned for this chapter, which is obviously up before Christmas. I don't plan on writing over the break sooo had to get this in. ;)
pannybaby123: I always read fanfics at work. :P So bad.
Random: Thank you so much for the awesome review! Oh the teasing ends now… I like Pota. You guys will hopefully love her later on. She's important. And Piccolo will more than likely mess SOMETHING up. Because I have declared it so. YAY more cookies!
Now on to the story! ENJOY!
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Vegeta and Goku spent the better part of the day planning out Bulma's funeral, and calling people to let them know the day, place and what not. Trunks and Mirai trained some more, practicing the technique their father had taught them. Piccolo spent the rest of the day watching over the Earth, and actually enjoying himself. Pota popped in once or twice out of pure curiosity until he chased her out, claiming she was being distracting.
The sun began to set and after dinner they all retired to their bedrooms, exhausted; Piccolo especially. Amazing how tired one gets whilst watching over a whole planet. With a small yawn, he turned off his main light, turned on the bedside lamp, settled down in the middle of his bed and began to meditate.
Slowly he began to fall into a deep almost dream-like state. His heart rate slowed along with his breathing, and he feared he would fall asleep he was so peaceful.
His door opened, allowing a sliver of light to enter and light up half of his face. The small figure standing in the doorway hesitated before entering silently.
Vegeta closed the door and crossed the room, coming to a stop at the end of Piccolo's bed. He watched the Namek for a moment before biting his lip and taking a deep breath, trying to quell the violent butterflies in his stomach. With feline stealth, he slid one leg onto the bed, then the other, watching Piccolo for any change of expression. Seeing none, he slowly crawled forward until he was kneeling in front of the Namek. He took in Piccolo's features, admiring the sharp lines of his face and neck, his broad shoulders and chest, his strong, safe arms; his eyes took everything, burning it into his memory. He wanted to remember this.
Biting his bottom lip, he straightened up and touched Piccolo's shoulder before sliding into his lap, one leg on either side of his hips. He felt Piccolo start slightly and then relax after he realized who it was.
"Don't open your eyes." Vegeta said quietly. Piccolo's brow furrowed slightly, but he kept his eyes shut. Vegeta could feel his pulse pounding in his stomach as he sat up on his knees, holding Piccolo's shoulders for support. He swallowed hard before he leaned in close to Piccolo's ear, took the Namek's hands, and placed them on his hips.
"Memorize me." He whispered, thankful his voice didn't shake to show his nervousness.
An airy breath from Piccolo was all the response he got before he felt Piccolo's fingers move.
Piccolo took slow relaxed breaths, keeping his pulse controlled. He moved his fingers up Vegeta's stomach, feeling each individual muscle, almost smiling when he felt Vegeta shiver as he explored his ribs. He continued, ghosting his hands over Vegeta's strong chest and up to his neck. He smiled when he felt the Saiyan's pulse pounding out to meet his fingers. Slowly, he opened his eyes to find Vegeta looking up at him with wide eyes.
"You seem nervous." Piccolo said quietly. Vegeta swallowed hard in response and looked down. Piccolo tilted Vegeta's chin up with his thumb and looked at him tenderly.
"Why?" He asked. Vegeta was quiet for a moment before he spoke shakily.
"I… can't really tell you… with words." He offered. Piccolo raised an eyeridge, indicating for Vegeta to continue. The Prince moved his hands from Piccolo's shoulders to his neck, pulling him close for a searing kiss, rolling his hips forward into Piccolo sensually. Piccolo's grip on Vegeta tightened when the reality of the Prince's intent hit him full-on in the stomach, causing it to drop dangerously.
When Vegeta pulled back, Piccolo looked at him with amazement in his face.
"Are you sure?" He asked gently, still holding Vegeta close. The Prince took his face in his hands and put their foreheads together.
"Yes. I want this." He whispered almost too quietly for Piccolo to hear. Piccolo smiled warmly and kissed the Prince's nose softly.
"You don't know how happy that makes me, Vegeta." He said, almost choking on the myriad of emotions he was feeling. Vegeta chuckled softly.
"You're not going to cry, right?"
"Depends. Do you like it when people cry?" Piccolo teased, grinning when the Prince looked up and smiled.
"Sometimes. But not you. I think I'd find it depressing." He teased back. Piccolo threaded his fingers into Vegeta's hair and pulled him into a kiss, feeling the familiar butterflies whirl into his stomach. The Prince sighed contently and pushed himself closer to Piccolo, wrapping his arms around his neck and holding tightly, deepening the kiss.
Vegeta tilted his head back with a sigh and closed his eyes as he felt Piccolo sprinkle his neck with light kisses and licks. He began to purr as Piccolo showered his neck, collar bone and shoulders with attention. He looked down and watched as Piccolo slowly unbuttoned his shirt, sliding it off his shoulders, following up with kisses down his arm to his wrist.
The bubbly purr transformed into a deep throaty purr when Piccolo began to suck gently on Vegeta's wrist; a proven turn-on spot for anyone with an active sex-drive.
Vegeta felt little shivers working their way up his legs and spine, making him shudder wonderfully in Piccolo's grip. The Namek glanced at Vegeta, and his heart jumped when he saw the blissful smile on the Prince's face, and heard the deep purrs reverberating from his throat. Piccolo decided he had heard enough purring. He closed his mouth around Vegeta's wrist and bit it softly.
Vegeta gasped and felt his legs begin to shake. He gripped Piccolo's shoulder for support as the Namek continued to nibble his wrist torturously. He breathed hard for a few seconds before a little whine worked its way out of his vocal cords. Piccolo kissed up his arm and across his shoulder, stopping at the muscle between Vegeta's shoulder and neck, marking him. Vegeta leaned his head away with a small moan, savoring the feel of Piccolo's smooth tongue against his heated skin.
The Prince twisted his hands in Piccolo's gi and pulled it off easily. Piccolo pulled his arms out of the sleeves and placed it on the floor with Vegeta's shirt, his mouth never leaving Vegeta's skin. He moved his open mouth up the Saiyan's neck before sucking harshly on the skin behind his ear, making a sound of appreciation when Vegeta pressed closer to him with a moan. The small hands that clutched his shoulders almost painfully moved to hold his neck, massaging small circles at the base of his skull.
Vegeta's pulse jumped when he felt cool hands fumbling with the belt on his jeans. Calmly, he reached down and undid the belt himself, leaning back to flash Piccolo an I-know-something-you-don't-know smile. Piccolo watched with interest as Vegeta pulled the belt through the loops slowly, letting it fall to the floor with a quiet clank. He almost protested when Vegeta removed himself from his lap, but then sat back with mild confusion when Vegeta stood in front of the bed, still smiling that smile.
Slowly, the Prince began to undo the buttons on the fly of his jeans, and Piccolo cursed the people that created such an aggravating piece of clothing. His interest was caught yet again by the sight of milky-white skin beneath the hem of Vegeta's pants, which was peculiar because normally—
Piccolo felt his mouth go dry as he watched Vegeta slide the pants down his legs, grinning and revealing that he had chosen to not wear anything underneath, so there was nothing left to hide his obvious arousal. Piccolo felt his own erection swell at the sight of the petite Prince undressing himself.
Continuing to grin, Vegeta kicked his pants to the side and crawled back onto the bed on all fours, taking pleased notice in seeing Piccolo swallow hard. He placed himself back in the Namek's lap, purring happily again.
"Did I surprise you?" He asked, still smiling seductively. Piccolo looked the Prince up and down, taking in every inch of his beautiful body.
"Delightfully so." Piccolo replied, his voice thick with arousal. Vegeta licked his lips slowly and pressed himself into Piccolo, chuckling when he felt Piccolo's breathing speed up.
"Care to return the favor?" He asked playfully. He jumped slightly at the feel of cool fingers exploring his body, going further and further down.
His breath hitched when he felt the ghost of a touch pass his cock. He caught Piccolo's lips in a deep kiss as the Namek proceeded to explore every inch of his body, brushing, but never touching his cock at least twice, to which he responded with a noise of impatience. Piccolo chuckled.
"You can't rush these things, Vegeta." He said softly. Vegeta growled half-heartedly.
"The hell I can."
He yelped when he found himself turned and placed on his back with his head on Piccolo's pillow. Piccolo stared down heatedly at him, and Vegeta resisted the urge to say 'what'. Piccolo leaned down and kissed him passionately, lifting Vegeta's leg and placing it around his waist. Vegeta ground his hips up into Piccolo's, smiling into the kiss when he heard a deep grunt from Piccolo.
Vegeta slid his hands from Piccolo's neck down his chest to his waist, untying the cloth belt, allowing the pants to go slack. Piccolo slipped out of them easily. Vegeta felt his face heat up when he realized that Piccolo was kneeling over him completely naked. Piccolo smiled knowingly, understanding the reason for the Prince's sudden shyness. He watched patiently as Vegeta's eyes traveled down the length of his body. He fought the urge to chuckle when Vegeta's eyes widened slightly and his blush deepened.
"Did I surprise you?" Piccolo asked sweetly, reiterating Vegeta's earlier statement. All the Prince could do was smile up at him shyly. Piccolo let his smile break loose and he kissed Vegeta again. Vegeta snaked his hand up Piccolo's shoulder and held the back of his neck, the heat of the moment transforming momentarily into one of sweet passion.
When they broke apart, Vegeta stared deeply into Piccolo's eyes.
"I can ask you now." He said. Piccolo made an expression showing he didn't quite understand, so Vegeta explained.
"There's something you should know before we… before we do this." Vegeta said softly. Piccolo said nothing.
"Saiyan bonds work in a way that, if one has sexual intercourse with someone and truly connects with them, they become mates for life."
Piccolo raised an eyeridge.
"Connects?"
Vegeta blushed harder.
"Y-yea… How about I put it this way. Are you willing to be my mate? Forever?" He asked softly, looking up. Piccolo thought his heart would melt from all the raw loving affection he saw in Vegeta's eyes. Placing their foreheads together, Piccolo closed his eyes and drank in the moment.
"Yes. Nothing would make me happier. It sounds stupid, but you make me whole. I didn't know what life really was until all of this happened." He opened his eyes to see Vegeta smiling at him. The man was practically glowing.
Vegeta leaned up and captured Piccolo in the most passionate kiss they had ever shared. In that one moment, they knew that, somehow, they had been put on this planet to find each other and be together forever.
The kiss deepened and Piccolo lifted Vegeta's leg to his waist again, earning a content sigh from the Prince. The Namek trailed hot open-mouthed kisses down Vegeta's neck, to his chest, down his stomach, brushing over his cock, and then kissing the insides of his thighs. Vegeta was purring again, eyes closed in bliss.
Piccolo glanced at the Prince before he lightly kissed the head of Vegeta's penis, feeling him stiffen underneath him. He experimentally licked it, and a small whine let him know that what he was doing was good. Feeling bold, Piccolo licked the entire length from base to tip, stopping to suck the tip gently. Vegeta gripped the sheets tightly, fighting hard to keep his hips on the bed.
Piccolo took the organ gently in his mouth, again being careful to not scrape the delicate flesh. Vegeta had his eyes shut and there was a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead. Piccolo swirled his tongue around the tip and mentally smiled when he felt the subtlest raise of Vegeta's hips. Vegeta moaned hopelessly when Piccolo began to suck rather harshly. He wanted to tell Piccolo that he probably wouldn't last much longer, but the words were lost to him. All he could think about was the man between his thighs.
Piccolo knew it was time to stop when he felt a violent shiver run through Vegeta, paired with a particularly sexual moan. He kissed his way back up to Vegeta's neck where he buried his face momentarily, just breathing in Vegeta's scent.
He sat back, watching Vegeta's face. He smiled in spite of himself; Vegeta looked this way because of him. It filled him with pride.
Taking a relaxing breath, Piccolo placed his fingers in his mouth, wetting them, before placing them at Vegeta's opening. He pulled his fingers back in confusion, finding Vegeta already wet. The substance on his fingers was slightly sticky and translucent. Piccolo raised a ridge at the Prince, but Vegeta did nothing but smile at him.
"It's a Saiyan thing." He replied simply, his voice still raspy.
Piccolo cocked his head.
"You said you've never been in a relationship with a man before."
Vegeta's smile widened into Piccolo's favorite grin.
"A lot of women are virgins but they still know how their body reacts to certain things."
Piccolo's eyes darkened at the thought of Vegeta touching himself. With a groan he leaned forward and kissed Vegeta roughly, the Prince complying with just as much force.
Piccolo pulled back and positioned himself, watching Vegeta's face.
"It's going to hurt."
"I know." was the whispered response.
Taking another bracing breath, Piccolo gently pushed into Vegeta, watching his face. Vegeta's eyebrow twitched once or twice, so Piccolo stopped, but after Vegeta nodded, he continued until he was in to the hilt.
His breathing was labored as he waited for Vegeta to adjust. When the Prince's eyes opened, Piccolo saw he wanted to say something.
"Piccolo, if you want to be my mate," he paused, taking in a shaky breath because Piccolo had shifted slightly. "Then you can't pull out. You have to make me yours." He said firmly. An audacious smile graced Piccolo's features.
"You don't need to tell me twice."
Slowly, the Namek pulled almost all the way out before pushing back into the Prince. A low hiss of pleasure came from Vegeta, and his hips shifted so Piccolo could get a better angle. Piccolo continued to move slowly until Vegeta growled at him. He picked up the pace, listening to the sounds that were purely Vegeta.
Vegeta raked his fingers down Piccolo's back, arching into him with a moan. Piccolo groaned and buried his face in Vegeta's neck. He felt the knot in his stomach tightening dangerously, and soon his thrusts became sloppier. However, nothing could have possibly prepared him for what happened next.
Piccolo felt Vegeta tighten around his member, and he lifted his head to watch Vegeta's face. The Prince took a deep breath, and when he came, to Piccolo's shock, he transformed into a Super Saiyan. Piccolo could do nothing but stare as the beautiful creature beneath him rode out his orgasm, soon dragging Piccolo down with him. Piccolo came hard and fast inside Vegeta, marking him as his own and thus making him his mate for life. As they both crashed down from their highs, Vegeta returned to normal. Piccolo pulled carefully out of the Saiyan and lay down next to him.
Pulling the sheets up around them, he kissed Vegeta's forehead, earning him a smile. He curled his arm around the Saiyan on his chest and fell into a peaceful sleep.
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A/N: -tears of joy- the best sex scene I've ever written! R&R Merry Christmas you guys! This is my gift to you. :3