The prince stood frozen from the fact of his father still being in the room. What scared him the most is that he had now found out about the lie.
"It can't be him . . . ! He just left the room!" the prince thought as the figure behind him moved.
"Vegeta . . . " the figure spoke in a rather sensual way, casting his hands up onto Vegeta's shoulders.
The smaller frame flinched as he felt the warmth of the hands on his body . . . nothing like his father's. The prince, now in a somewhat heavenly like place, leaned his back onto the figure behind him. Whatever had caught his shoulders, had now caught him, no doubt about it.
The figure then slid his arms around the smaller waist before him, taking the prince of all saiyans closer until back and chest touched. The smaller saiyan closed his eyes, a red hue covering his cheeks as the big, masculine hands ran up his sides, up to his chest. No . . . this was definitely not his father . . . nor anyone else. At first, he thought of someone who would be capable of breaking into his room . . . but this warmth, this special feeling. He only felt it towards one person. He knew who was capable of this.
[ You are more virtuous than faithful
Something great and matchless
A 15 on a scale of 1 to 10
You have the aura and power
That drives to infinity
Every man who wishes to know you]
Adding wood to the fire, the saiyan prince let out a small moan as he laid his head on the figure's chest, hot breath shooting against his neck. Yes . . . it was who he thought . . . he knew it was him. With a teaseful bite and lick made to his neck by the other figure, Vegeta finally moaned out.
"K-Kakarot . . . ?"
The bigger figure smirked as twirled Vegeta around towards him, their noses meeting. Vegeta's eyes widened as his pupils meeting of those black olives which sparkled.
"Vegeta . . . " the bigger saiyan finally managed to whisper out of his vocal cords, discarding his identity to the saiyan prince. Smiles appeared on both faces as they held each other closely, heartbeats beating in unison. The room's atmosphere grew hotter as the rose bushes rustled outside.
[ You are my drug and it affects me
I see rainbows, stars and Eden
I daydream, I'm addicted to your sex
Divine ecstasy, pleasure medicine ]
Both saiyans then looked at each other, Goku's eyes widening in surprise on what he was witnessing. The saiyan prince had again let out his perfume . . . or what his father had called 'fuck me' perfume. He was right. A saiyan's mating consisted of starting with this, the release of a special perfume which will engulf the other partner and also warn that he is ready and that turning back wasn't an option. But Vegeta's . . . it did more than engulf him into the atmosphere . . . it excited him and made him transcend into a different stage within lust. Vegeta's perfume that smelled of roses and strawberries, it was too much.
[ Your lips taste like honey
And your fluids are the nectar
My tongue savors
When there's thirst ]
The act of the smaller saiyan's perfume made Goku release his own. Sooner then later, Vegeta wafted in a smell of pine trees and candy canes.
"Speak of the devil . . . how did Kakarotto know I liked candy canes?" Vegeta thought as he chuckled, his red hue growing bigger.
Ecstasy and passion now filled completely the room, the saiyans leaned in for another powerful, mind blowing kiss. Pride, passion, love, respect, trustworthiness, everything was poured and mixed into this hypnotizing kiss . . . like a witch's perfect stew.
Their tails then perfectly intertwined, Goku's body in auto-pilot, both bodies then scattered into bed, ready for whatever to come in this mating process that wasn't just full of lust, but love, passion . . . and true love.
[ You are red wine, my favorite drink
Empty yourself on my body
absorb yourself in my skin
And that tonight
It takes long in our love making ritual
Let minutes become hours
Devouring you my love ]