Rating: M

Story: 2 of 30

Note: This is disturbing. Squick warning (?): Sexual activity with one in a vegetative state/a corpse

Setting: One click, and Vegeta was lost.

Touch

Vegeta screamed as he tore into the floor of the anti-gravity room. His punches hit nothing but the air, and the scent that filled his lungs was of nothing but the metal of machines and polymers of plastics.

Kakarotto had returned home, unable to resist the wish to be called back to Earth. Instead of a brutal and innocent warrior coming home, however, the younger Saiya-jin had returned home broken. In the arms of his wife, Kakarotto slept. A sharp and unseen fiber of Freeza's tail had lodged itself quickly into the base of his skull. It had created no damage or effect aside from swelling at first, but the accelerated healing of the Saiya-jin only slowed it so much. The venomous substance diffused into the swollen blood vessels, making their way to the cerebellum of his brain.

He would no longer move.

He would soon stop breathing.

And all Vegeta could do was watch.

He found that the younger still responded to terrible urges. He couldn't arch or moan or do the wonderful things that Vegeta imagined him doing.

But Vegeta saw the younger Saiya-jin, his only subject left to rule over, lean into his touches, arch under him, his lips part into wonderful and bashful grins. He could hears moans, begging, and words of loyalty. He could taste the sweat, blood, and cum that he would catch on his tongue, press against the inside of his cheeks, and swallow down.

"Kakarotto!"

He punched the computers that controlled the gravity and he felt himself become much lighter as the machine let go of his body. He would never see the younger Saiya-jin fight again. He couldn't ever teach the other male of their blood, their race, their pride.

Vegeta looked to the broken machines. They reminded him of how he was left after fighting with Kakarotto for the first time. His friend and son had done much, but Kakarotto had truly defeated him. As a Prince, he had been shown to be above all others, and here was one of filthy blood that managed to see under his skin...

'He spared me... because he thought I was strong.'

He could feel the sweat sticking to his body, his gloves adhering to his flesh and making his hands burn. It reminded him of the venom of the Acrosians, the one that had been used to train him into obedience to Freeza.

'... I was a slave... and Kakarotto freed me.'

He thought of the Saiya-jin in the medical wing of Capsule Corp.

'I will free him.'

Chi-Chi walked into the medical wing the next morning, and she screamed at the sight of broken machines, physicians running from side to side, until one came to her.

The machines that had been keeping her husband alive had been destroyed, for lack of better word, during the night.

The corpse they had found there had lately been her husband, becoming the corsage there a few hours ago. What had been surprising was the presence of the chemical methanol that seemed to come from his body.

As it decayed, the chemical began to preserve him from the inside out.

While the physicians had been trying to examine what on Earth was causing it, the man that had been residing with Bulma had taken the body away.

Chi-Chi let her tears fall again. After losing her husband once, she had to suffer loss again.

"You're so tight- How!"

Vegeta bit into the familiar taste of death, thrusting into the unmoving body that was warmed slowly with his ki. There was nothing more acrid in his mouth that he could imagine, and he only regretted that he couldn't taste Kakarotto's seed, as it had stopped spilling some hours ago.

Kakarotto had to be wrapping his legs around Vegeta's waist- Yes! And he was pulling the Prince closer, and begging to be filled, and wishing to bear his heirs, and everything impossible under the stars, all for Vegeta.

All at the Prince's touch, the world fell apart as Kakarotto let out a terrible scream and Vegeta's wish was finally granted.

October 9 - 10:51 PM - Total time: 40 minutes