Warnings: lemony goodness

Learned Lessons

Dear stupid gay journal, today Kakarot left me a note where he wants me to be ready for some celebration, his cousin was getting married and like every man, they expect their last bachelor party, I don't like that idea, since there's gonna be tons of strippers shaking their ass and shit, his short friend I think his name is Krillin said Kakarot was the soul of parties...even though he doesn't look like the one to party. Well I ain't gonna go down without a fight!

Vegeta closes the journal at the sound of the door opening and Akela's excited barks and whines, looking around he noticed all the clothes that were on the ground where he was looking for something decent to put on, with a sigh he grabs a plain black shirt and some jeans.

"This is shit!" He throws them away and grabs something else but tosses it away "and so is this!"

"Why don't you just wear what you always do?"

Kakarot's voice made him snap his head up and frown, the bastard was already dressed, wearing some jeans, a blue long sleeved button down shirt that made his eyes stand out intensely, a golden Rolex watch on his wrist, must've bought it today since Vegeta has never seen it before.

"Because I don't like my clothes, why are you dressed so elegant to see strippers?" Vegeta spat angrily.

"Strippers? Who said anything about those kind of women?"

"Your friend...the bald man."

"Krillin not bald man. I'm sorry but he's wrong, there will be no strippers, listen beautiful..." Kakarot smiles and sits down next to him and puts his warm hand over Vegeta's pale thigh.

"Then what kind of last bachelor party is this?

"Don't interrupt me, there won't be strippers until after the dinner party."

"Ah." Vegeta frowned darkly.

Kakarot chuckles and kisses his forehead, with a ruffle to his hair, his head turned to the tv when the voice of a woman catches his attention.

"What are you watching?"

Vegeta smirks "keeping up with the Kardashians."

"Why the fuck would you watch a waste of show?"

"Because it pisses you off."

Vegeta gasps when his face is slammed into the pillow, he knew exactly what he wasn't supposed to do, watch things that weren't to Kakarot's agreement, but if that meant keeping him away from the strippers, he would defy him all that was necessary, in other words:

Mr. Son disliked the Kardashian family.

"Ah, ow." Vegeta gasps when his hair is pulled roughly lifting his head from the mattress.

"You know the consequences to defying me don't you?"

"Y-yes, I'm sorry."

"You think I don't know that you are doing this to keep me from going to the party, please Vegeta this is child's play."

Vegeta gasped, feeling the air cut as it was going into his lungs at the forceful tug given to his collar, forgetting it was there around his neck, Kakarot was angry now and he couldn't help but feel excited and afraid, Mr. Son when furious made a cruel masterpiece, not caring how hard he could break you, all that counted in this passionate rage was his pleasure only.

Vegeta, right now, was just a sex toy to be ravished and used until Kakarot calmed down. It was going to hurt he knew that much and will discover how much more pain he will feel in the next minutes.

"I can't breathe." Vegeta felt his air short from how hard Kakarot was tugging on the collar.

Kakarot tied his wrists to the bed poles, if Vegeta moved or tugged slightly, the rope would leave lovely red burnt marks on his flesh, he got off the bed and stared at Vegeta's exposed body, the curve of his back going down then up, giving shape to his ass, creamy skin ready to be filled with bruises, he sat on his heels in front of Vegeta and engulfed his lips in a hungry kiss, listening to the young boy whimper when sharp teeth bite on his tongue. Satisfied with the position and arousal Vegeta was in he stands and straightens his clothes, hands running through blue hair.

"I'll be back in a few hours."

"What?!" Vegeta trashes but stops when the rope burns his wrists.

"Today is a Kardashian marathon, you'll be alright." Kakarot smirks and leaves the bedroom.

"W-wait no, Daddy I want to go with you...Kakarot! You can't leave me like this! What if I gotta pee?! Kakarot you son of a bitch!" Vegeta trashed and tugged hard on the ropes feeling it tear his skin.

As promised Kakarot arrived back home hours later, when he entered the room and turned on the lights he was surprised to see Vegeta calm but with tears staining his cheeks. Slowly Vegeta watched the man remove his watch and then his shoes, black eyes looking at every inch of cloth, finding no lipstick on it, but the fact that he still left hurt deeply.

"Did you learn your lesson?"

"Yes, sir." Vegeta whispers, he wanted to slap him so hard.

"Good. Lessons that are learned deserve a reward, kitty."

Vegeta felt his heart pound at the nickname, only when Kakarot was fully satisfied with him he would call him that, he felt the man move around the room some more before he stopped in front of him, jeans unzipped and hugging his thighs tightly, a few strokes were given to his head making Vegeta smile tearfully.

"What a good pretty baby, now what does daddy's kitty want?"

Vegeta looks up and nudges his groin gently with his cheek before sliding on his knees to arch his back forward, leaving his naked ass in the air, in these games of dominance where everything worked in signs were his favorites, Kakarot would ask him what he wanted only if he behaved, otherwise the man would just ravish his body filling him with his juice then stop seconds before he could release, leaving him crying and begging but to no avail. But right now he could say what he wanted and needed, so he considered himself lucky.

"You want me to fuck you?" Kakarot asks with a gruff voice still petting his hair.

Vegeta nods and rubs his cheek to the clothed growing erection, a smile pulls plump lips up, such a sinful display, just imagining hitting in the right places, provoking pleasure to dominate you completely, to have someone engulf you. Kakarot could control his body, every single heavy breath belonged to him, every orgasm and every unspoken desire his to force into reality, penetrating the thin layer of innocence, the power to take you up to God then bring you back down with one hard thrust of his hips, inhaling his sex, that is what makes Kakarot Son who he is.

Breaking the rules is what pulls out this personality from deep inside.

Kakarot, dazed from the amount of alcohol he consumed -but still very aware of everything-, slides his hand inside his briefs and pulls out his pulsing meat, choking back a groan, pink lips wrap around the tip of his manhood and a tiny tongue lick the slit that oozed with pre-cum already, slowly he moved his hips forward.

"Mphm." Vegeta gave the signal to stop, his eyes watering again, last time he sucked Kakarot off was being very intoxicated but in five senses it was tough.

"Breathe through your nose," Kakarot slowly moves forward again "relax your throat and l-like if you were singing in a low tone, ah shit, swallow."

Vegeta closes his eyes, his throat being expanded as it was being filled until his lips were kissing Kakarot's skin, tears ran down his cheeks and he tried breathing through his nose taking in the musky scent from the man, that unique body odor, slowly his eyes began opening, moaning around the pulsing meat when eyes captured the most erotic scene, Kakarot completely vunerable, drunk in lust, half lidded eyes, lips parted slightly letting out his pants and a infernal stare leaving exposed his darkest and dirtiest desires.

He had the most sexiest man he's every laid his eyes on right in front of him and he loved having his lips stretched around his length, he wasn't the only one loving the situation, Kakarot's mouth hanged open, groaning each time he pulled his hips back and Vegeta's tongue swirled around the head of his cock.

"That's enough, kitty." Kakarot pulls his hips back fully hearing a pop sound when the lips release him, it was too soon to fuck Vegeta's mouth and throat roughly.

A long mewl of ecstasy was pulled from deep down Vegeta's throat when his entrance was stretched as the thick length filled him to the brim.

Filthy moans leaving his lips with each rough push to his sweet spot, he grew harder, his eyes landed on the mirror that have full view to the man, clinched tightly around the manhood making Kakarot's face scrunch up in pleasure was too much to handle, he arched making the rope burn his wrists and mewled as he let go, releasing and crying as Kakarot kept thrusting against his sensitive prostate, he couldn't stop him in these games, but it just made him aroused for the second time.

Kakarot squeezed pale thighs letting Vegeta know he was close, the younger male cranes his neck, lips meeting and tongues touching instantly, both panting against their open mouths, hot breath and tongues licking.

With one last push, Vegeta's ass was pressed up to Kakarot's hips holding him still, he came hard and deep, blunt nails digging into the pale hips, a long moan tumbling past his lips, rolling his hips roughly and unconsciously simulating Vegeta's spot and helping him reach a second orgasm.

"K-Kaka...rot." Vegeta's eyes pleaded desperately to be released.

Kakarot kissed Vegeta's wrists when they were free, the marks looking painful and deep, he forgave being called by his name but it wouldn't go unnoticed, the small boy curled up and pressed his back up to Kakarot's chest, happy smiles cover his lips when strong arms hold him closely making him feel safe.

"Vegeta...did I mention that I...love you?" Kakarot mumbled half asleep half awake.

Vegeta grins and presses his lips shut tightly holding in a sob, tears slowly falling over the pillow, of course he knew.