A Song-fic. Lemony...uhh, I think you can guess from
the title *smirks* (17/10/2002)
Not from anyone’s particular POV. Personal thoughts are
bordered by ~, shared thoughts by ::
There’s
something in the moon that brings it out
Brightens
the shadows, covers the stray doubts
A single
touch and I melt inside
Whisper my
name and there’s nowhere my heart can hide
Just hold
me in your arms forever
Never let
go
Vegeta stared at Kakarrot, almost as if he was seeing the
brawny Saiyan for the first time. His mate. His chosen. Vegeta could scarcely
believe it. His dark eyes glittered with a thousand emotions as he recalled
their tumultuous history; gazing deeply into pools of liquid midnight as he
remembered the very first time he had seen the Earth-raised Saiyan. He had
hated the one he had considered to be a traitor then, and then loathed the one
who he believed to have stolen the glory that was rightfully his. He had been
obsessed with the other and he had ignored the other. He had tried to kill him
and he had saved him. So much had happened since then, so much had changed. But
it was all water under the bridge now…
What mattered was now.
His hand came up to brush softly against the plane of strong
cheekbones, before sliding into tousled sable spikes, now highlighted with both
indigo and auburn. That subtle observation hit him again, driving home the fact
that they were now …bonded. With deceptively fragile infinite silken strands
that wove through the very core of their souls and eternally linked a Saiyan
mated pair.
Vegeta rolled that fact over in his mind, marveling at the
stark simplicity, yet complexity of that single action. In just a short time,
just like that, he had forever linked himself with another. In his long, harsh
life, the proud Saiyan no Ouji had learnt to stand alone; he had never imagined
that he would shackle himself down like this. He felt …
Mentally dazed and numbed by the sheer enormity of his
decision, of his action. Everything appeared like a hazy dream and gossamer
cobwebs clouded his mind. He tried to recall exactly why he had done what he
did, but that fleeting thought seemed to have been stolen away by the dark night
wind.
Yet physically, he felt extremely alive and aware, his keen
senses reeling and almost overwhelming him. The celestial orb that hung heavily
above drenched everything in an ethereal silvery light, casting the handsome
features of his mate in sharp relief. The frosty night air carried the
younger’s fragrant spice-musk scent, so familiarly Saiyan and so uniquely
Kakarrot, clearly to him, wrapping around him and drawing him closer like a
potent drug. His skin and nerves tingled; he felt …alive.
A myriad of emotions ricocheted confusingly within him and
threatened to rent his carefully cultivated control asunder, yet somehow, deep
down inside, he knew he had chosen the right path. His soul sang out to the one
in front of him.
“What have you done to me, Kakarrot?” His voice came out a
husky whisper, almost afraid. Licking his lips a little nervously, he could
almost taste the lingering spice and honey of his chosen.
“Do you regret, Vegeta?”
The ouji shook his head, his obsidian eyes impossibly
bright.
Can you
see I’m falling deeper and deeper
More and
more in love with you
I’m
falling deeper and deeper
Way down
in my soul
Your
love’s got a hold on me
Goku blinked his eyes rapidly, his lips curving up in a soft
smile. He felt incredibly drained by the emotional wrenching events of the day,
yet his heart had never felt lighter. Dark lashes closed over abruptly hot,
stinging eyes as he tilted his head against the ouji’s warm palm, flushing
lightly as a loud purr suddenly burst forth from his deep chest.
When Vegeta had coldly disregarded his tentative outreach of
love and cruelly shattered his stirring hopes, his very world had crumbled
around him. Phasing back into his bedroom in his own cottage, the old, familiar
surroundings did nothing to comfort him; instead they only served as a reminder
of where he could have been. He did not remember how long he had lain curled up
on his bed; he had tried to convince himself that the separation was all for
the best, that he didn’t need the unfeeling ouji, but he had thrown himself in
too far, too deep…
When Vegeta had turned up on his doorstep, he had known
right away. The presence of that familiar ki almost broke him again, and as he
fidgeted behind the stout front door, despair and faint hope had warred briefly
within him before he ruthlessly squashed both. However, he knew he was lost the
second he laid his eyes on the lithe prince again; he knew he would run back
into the older Saiyan’s arms shamelessly if the other only hinted.
Simultaneously angry and upset and hurt, yet wishing, hoping…
When Vegeta had turned away, his face downcast in proud
defeat, he could not neither hold on to his anger nor indifferent pretense
anymore. He hadn’t been sure what he was going to say or even do in the next
moment, he only knew that he could not let Vegeta just walk away. He
could not let the chance, however slim, slip from his fingers, despite the
emotional risk. But the chance for …what?
It had been awkward as they stumbled through what they were
trying to say, trying hard not to say the wrong thing, when suddenly, royal
hands pulled him down for a soft kiss that melted him.
And then…
Vegeta had shown him, given him what he had only dreamed
about and more. Though unfamiliar with Saiyan customs, the significance of the
prince’s actions did not escape him. He suddenly recalled a husky whisper.
“Forever.” And suddenly, he knew.
Even now, he could feel Vegeta’s faint presence lingering in
his mind, like a spicy and exotic fragrance, and he could feel echoes of what
Vegeta felt about him…
And Goku realized then that Vegeta did have feelings for
him. They were fierce, intense, different, but the bond they now shared,
even suppressed, resonated comfortingly with the veracity of the ouji’s
emotions. He had been expecting, hoping for an orderly rose garden, but Vegeta
had given him an untamed, lush jungle. Feral and wild and dangerous, the beauty
was sometimes hidden beneath tangled, dense foliage and behind prickly, sharp
thorns, but it was there nonetheless, and it was magnificent.
Goku leaned forward, his eyes opening and shining with a
luminosity to rival the celestial bodies above, his hands sliding around to
wrap around the lithe but powerful frame as he pressed his lips softly to the
prince’s. A multitude of jumbled thoughts and deep emotions strummed through
him, half-formed questions and heart-felt declarations, but all that faltered
at the overwhelming need and desire that now surged through him.
His kiss was returned feverishly as satin lips parted
readily. Eyelids slid close as sweet tastes were exchanged and savored.
Leisurely, they explored each other, hot tongues stroking and tangling and
searing, slick lips smooth and warm. Fingers fumbled with stubborn buttons and
zippers, until with muffled growls, the offending pieces of fabric were torn
away, the scraps of denim and leather flung carelessly to the wind.
Vegeta shuddered with a low groan as lips broke away to
trail butter-soft kisses down his jaw line, tilting his head unconsciously to
the side to allow greater access as sharp teeth raked delicately along the
sensitive skin of his neck, gasping in breathless shock as the nips became a
little too enthusiastic.
Goku chuckled as he felt the sinewy body jerk and arch
against his, the hard evidence of the prince’s arousal pressing against his
thigh. “Like that, koi?” Without waiting for a reply, he bent his head again to
work along the curve of slim shoulders, gnawing sensually along the firm muscles,
lapping at the lightly sweat-spiced skin and swirling in the enticing dips and
hollows of fine collarbones.
Vegeta squirmed and writhed, his breath coming out in harsh,
rapid pants as the younger Saiyan drifted lower, his talented tongue now
tracing a lazy pattern over his chest and further down. The cold night air that
whistled around them was a sharp contrast to the warm palms that caressed his
sides lovingly and the searing tongue that blazed a hot, wet path randomly down
his quivering abdomen, a trail that quickly became icy.
Goku smirked at the soft whimpers he was wringing from the
royal as he ran his nose and lips teasingly along the sculpted front, his
tongue sweeping along the planes and dips of chiseled stomach muscles, taut and
trembling slightly from the tactile onslaught. Shaky hands kneaded his
shoulders, and then jerked up to rake erratically through his hair before
coming to a rest at the nape of his neck again.
Flicking his tongue around the weeping tip and licking
lightly at the creamy drops, he was rewarded with a soft cry and barely
perceptible shudder through the lithe frame. His throat vibrating with a deep
purr, his tail wagging behind him, he grinned and then swallowed the thick
length whole.
Vegeta arched back with a sharp cry as wet heat closed over
his straining flesh, and were not for the large hands that gripped his hips
firmly, he would have fallen out of the sky as his ki faltered momentarily. The
ironical humor did not escape him but that thought was quickly lost as Goku
stared bobbing his head. His hands fisted and dug weakly into tousled midnight
spikes as fiery ribbons of carnal pleasure laced through his body, his tail
bristling and toes curling.
Kami-sama! He felt like he had caught afire despite the
chilly night air, with flames that danced merrily in his groin and licked all
the way to the extreme ends of his limbs, as that talented tongue stroked and
licked and did other splendid things to him. When the glorious mouth moved
away, he barely restrained his wail of frustrated disappointment. “..nan..?”
As much as Goku enjoyed the erotic, breathless cries his
mate was making, he had other plans. Sinuously, he slid up the lithe frame,
running his own arousal suggestively up along Vegeta’s leg, as his hands
trailed around slim hips, hips that bucked and ground insistently against his
with a warning, carnal snarl.
“Kakar..mmph” Smirking, he silenced the impatient prince
with a hard kiss, his hands sliding down to caress and grope firm buttocks,
spreading and preparing those tantalizing mounds. He purred loudly in lusty
delight; he could never get enough of that fine ass…
Vegeta felt himself lifted and held within a warm circle as
strong arms wrapped around him, and he snapped his legs around the burly
Saiyan’s waist in response. Breaking the kiss abruptly as he was filled
roughly, he threw his head back with a yowl.
It burned but fucking-kami-sama! His eyes were
clenched tightly shut as he shuddered at the pain, the pleasure, the rawness
of it all, and he was torn between holding still or moving. Large hands gripped
his hips firmly and made that decision for him anyway.
Goku hissed as he bounced the smaller Saiyan hard; the ring
of muscle was so tight and hot, it hurt, but that flash of pain quickly receded
as he settled into a pounding rhythm. The tension and friction of hot, slick
flesh against flesh felt so wonderfully good…
Nails traced fire over his glistening back, burning further
as sweat mixed in with the bloody scratches, but he relished the sharp sting,
which seemed to heighten the feral, primal sensations that washed through him.
A furry whip, bristling and heavy, lashed wildly against his hips and buttocks.
His own tail roamed and stroked and smoothed over the ouji’ back, almost in
apology to the harsh treatment and brutal ride.
Vegeta clutched and raked at Goku’s back desperately as he
writhed and bucked and sobbed under the sensory assault, his head buried
against the broad expanse of firm shoulder as fiery pleasure lanced through his
frame. Every hard thrust hit something deep, something achingly sweet within
him and turned his spine to molten lava.
The sensual musk of raw sex, sweat and the unique, familiar
masculine scent of Kakarrot coursed through him, overwhelming his reeling
senses. His legs locked, he could only cling to the one he had trusted himself
to, the one he had claimed as mate, as his control slipped away and finally …
shattered.
Goku could feel that familiar coil of tension within him
tightening, each stroke bringing him temptingly closer to the edge. The dulcet
moans and whimpering curses from the supple body that twisted and undulated in
his arms were driving him mad, driving him beyond his limits…
Steel legs clamped painfully around his waist, flexing and
urging him on. His blood burned in sweet ecstasy and when he finally threw back
his head with a strangled howl as he emptied himself in his mate, he swore he
literally saw the stars above even though his eyes were tightly screwed shut.
Wishes
were made on a falling star
You gave
your hand
I held it
to my heart
A single
tear falling from my eye
There’s no
use pretending
No need to
keep it inside
Oh hold me
in your arms forever
Never let
go
Vegeta almost passed out as he lay panting in the brawny
Saiyan’s firm embrace. In the back of his mind, he was glad that somebody was
holding him because he knew he couldn’t focus his ki sufficiently to even light
a candle, much less keep himself aloft at that moment. More intellectual
coherent thought escaped him however; all he could do was purr in sated
contentment.
A deep chuckle escaped the taller Saiyan as he looked down
at the delightfully flushed face of his mate where the prince rested a cheek on
his shoulder. Vegeta frowned, his brows drawn together even though his eyes
were still closed. “Nani?” Unfortunately for the prince, he looked more pouty
than fierce and his voice was just a little hoarse. The entirely too kawaii
scene threw Goku into convulsing laughs.
Annoyed, Vegeta snapped his eyes open and wriggled out of
the shaking warrior’s arms. Crossing his own arms as he floated in mid-air, he
glared at the snickering male, who was bent double. “Ah, gomen ne, Vegeta… It’s
just you looked so kawaii and all tuckered out…”
“…tuckered… out…?” Goku wiped the tears from his eyes,
totally missing the dangerous note in the ouji’s tone. He did not miss
the hands that fisted roughly in his hair and tugged his head up, nor the lips
that seized his in a bruising kiss.
Vegeta growled dangerously as he dove his tongue deeply,
slicing the kiss-swollen lower lip with a sharp canine and suckling on the rich
blood, the sweet and salty metallic tang filling their mouths and noses. His
arms slid around the younger warrior’s hips, one hand moving down to ruffle the
fur at the base of Goku’s tail, the other caressing light circles over muscled
flanks.
Goku groaned against the demanding kiss as the base of his
tail was petted and his hips jerked involuntarily, needing more of that
splendid touch. “V..vegeta…” The younger breathed pleadingly against the
other’s mouth. A dark, lascivious chuckle rumbled through him and he moaned
again as those fingers played the fur on his tail, just enough to taunt but not
enough… His senses, his nerves, his very skin was still highly
sensitized from their previous exertions and just the slightest touch sent a
shiver down his spine and lower limbs.
Vegeta smirked as he heard, no; felt that imploring
moan. ~ Oh yes, Kakarrot… I’ll show you tuckered out…~ He purred wickedly,
loving the little mews the burly warrior was making. Taking a little pity on
the other, he abruptly sailed his fingers down the length of the puffed tail,
alternating his hands, raking against the lay and then smoothing down the
ruffled fur. The younger immediately sank limply against him, literally putty
in his hands as he writhed and thrashed sensually against him.
:: Kakarrot…::
Goku barely registered the hinted warning in the whiskey
voice that resonated through his lust-drugged mind scant seconds before the
prince suddenly burst into golden flame. Raw, unadulterated power washed like
molten lava over him and he snapped open wide eyes to look up into bemused teal
ones, his senses overwhelmed momentarily. Even though he was the first
legendary, he had never been so close to another while unprotected, and he
flinched slightly at the immense heat and pure energy that crackled around him.
“Power up, Kakarrot…” There was even a suggestive
undercurrent of power in the deep baritone; ascension does have interesting
side effects other than an obvious increase in strength and speed during
battle. “We’ve had sex in this form before but we could never just let go; we
would probably destroy the house, but up here…”
“H.hai…” Goku blinked dazedly and struggled to focus his ki.
Already, the heavy clouds were moving around them, as the sheer power rippled
outwards from the glowing pair. The heat that engulfed them was glorious, the
raw energy enveloping them an aphrodisiac to their heightened senses and overly
stimulated nerves. Both paused, breathing heavily as they gazed with
passion-heavy eyes at each other, simply soaking in the magnificent,
intoxicating narcotic power that surged and ebbed around them.
When I
look in your eyes
I feel a
joy I never knew
I found a
piece of paradise
My heart
can call its own
Teal eyes darkened with lust as they gazed at each other in
rapt fascination; they had rarely done it while in their ascended form and each
always found the sight of their transformed mate to be highly erotic. Golden
hair flared up in wilder spikes that ruffled as their ki pulsed and muscles
were now bigger, harder; flexing and shifting in barely repressed tension under
skin that glistened faintly with sweat, involuntarily ready for action.
Vegeta glanced down with a quick grin; apparently, muscles
weren’t the only parts of their body to expand when they transformed. These
weren’t the kind of details one noted while in a spar or life-and-death battle
though. His lips curled into a dark, feral smirk as he released the trembling
tail to grip the younger male’s thighs and seat his lover over his throbbing
arousal. Burly legs immediately coiled around his waist in a vice grip, corded
arms draping around the prince’s shoulders.
Lips met again for another wet kiss before Vegeta pushed the
younger Saiyan down in a swift movement. Goku gave a sharp groaning cry at the
savage intrusion as he broke from the kiss and his body tightened up in
response. Taking deep ragged breaths, he buried his face in the prince’s
shoulder, inhaling the comforting, ambrosial musk of his mate as he trembled
slightly.
Vegeta gave a low growling groan as silken heat clenched
further around him and a shudder ran down his spine. Kami, it felt so wonderful
and just so tempting to take the other hard, fuck him senseless. A devilish
chuckle escaped him. ~ And why not? ~ His hands moved up to grip strong hips
securely.
“Hold tight, Kakarrot…”
And that was all Goku could do, as the prince pounded
mercilessly into him. Vegeta’s power rapidly rose and flared tumultuously as he
broke through to the next level, his ki now visibly crackling in jagged golden
streaks around them.
Vegeta’s eyes were wide open, but unfocused; his mouth opened
in a silent shriek. Indistinct images of his screaming mate and incandescent
lightning and stars vied for attention in his amber-shrouded vision, but his
concentration was turned inwards.
Glorious heat engulfed him, wrapping around him in a sultry,
fiery caress, but it was nothing compared to the scorching flesh of his
handsome lover that enveloped his aching erection. It seemed as if he could not
get enough of that divine pleasure, of Kakarrot, of the phenomenal sensations
that inflamed and consumed him. He needed more…
:: More… ::
His hips rocked up eagerly into that tight, inviting, heavenly
heat even as he slammed the younger male down hard, each thrust lancing
rippling waves of pure pleasure through his body. The pace wasn’t that fast,
but it was hard and it was savage. A heavy, golden tail curled around his neck,
rippling and undulating and releasing waves of spicy musk, characteristically
masculine and Saiyan, sending his senses reeling.
Sweat ran in rivulets down his bronzed skin as he released
his iron control on his inner dam of power, allowing the careful barriers he
locked in around the deeper wells of power that marked the quantum leap to each
level of the legendary Saiyan to collapse, allowing his ki to build and
escalate into a swirling maelstrom.
Instead of being focused for an outward attack as in battle
though, that phenomenal power was channeled around and inwards, circulating
through sculpted bodies like a massive current of electricity. An inferno
burned within them, molten lava raced through veins, sizzling and igniting raw
nerves. Adamantine muscles flexed and bunched and strained to contain the
enormous amount of energy generated.
Goku arched back in exquisite torment, a scream rattling in
his throat as the ouji’s ki surged through him. His own reserves were
fluctuating wildly and he could barely retain enough focus to shield himself.
Slender hips rolled in a slow, steady pace, almost leisurely even, but each
brutal thrust sent a jolt of electrifying power spiking through his body.
Unprecedented pleasure rippled through his body, building and swelling. His
hands gripped budging shoulder muscles painfully and his heels were dug into
Vegeta’s lower back, his powerful legs flexing and urging the prince on
wantonly.
:: Fuck, YES! ::
He tossed his head wildly, droplets of sweat flying and
instantaneously vaporizing in the intense aura that enveloped them. Oh Kaaaami!
He would definitely be sore later from the pummeling but right now, he didn’t
fucking care. It felt primal and carnal, heavenly and sublime, and so damn divine…
The clouds roiled and encircled them in a reeling vortex,
darkening and thundering, little jagged cracks of lightning appearing, but the
golden Saiyans paid no heed to the thunderstorm that built around them as they
rode out their own tempest. Silken gilt tresses exploded around them, whipping
wildly in the air as hurricane winds buffeted them mercilessly. There was no
eye, no calm sanctuary in the whirlwind that raged around them as power
continued to ripple outwards in devastating waves, their pulsating golden aura
an incandescent spot within the inky dark clouds that now engulfed the night
sky.
They created the cyclone that swirled and mounted around them;
they were the storm.
The ionized air around them, glowing a faint eerie blue,
settled on their prickling skin like a heavy clock. Literal sparks arced
between the two Saiyans as the air grew pungent with ozone. The air pressure
plummeted. Thunder rolled boomingly around them, rapidly increasingly in
intensity and frequency until with a final, deafening crack, the skies split
wide open.
Large, icy drops pelted their slick skin, steaming slightly
at the continuous outpouring of raw energy that rolled off them, but they were
oblivious to anything but the glorious pleasure, the delicious pressure that
consumed them. Their mental link now wide open, they were blind to everything
but each other, deaf to everything but the screams and cries of their mate,
incoherent to anything but simply moving and reacting to the intense sensations
that ripped through them.
Sinewy muscles strained and shifted under glistening skin,
the pounding rhythm accelerating as the delicious tension within them
intensified rapidly, climbing and rising to that ultimate pinnacle until they
tumbled over the abyss. Their vision fractured into a dazzling kaleidoscope of
swirling colors as they climaxed violently together with ear-splitting howls
that tore from the depths of their throats.
:: … !!! ::
And in the inky dark night sky, occasionally lit by little
jagged flashes of blue-white lightning, an aureate pulsating twinned-star went
super nova. The raw phenomenal power of the mythical Saiyan exploded in a
devastating tsunami, the catastrophic waves sending sonic shockwaves through
the air and rippling through the earth below in violent earthquakes.
Their minds still linked, they rode the
whirlwind of euphoria together, soaring higher as their physical bodies
convulsed together in excruciating ecstasy. The overwhelming moment of rapture
seem to stretch to infinity as they crested, but though they tried to linger,
they were slowly pulled back into reality.
Golden hair shrank back and bled into black again, the fiery
amber aura diminishing as two trembling bodies stilled, and then slowly, fell
from the sky.
Can you
see I’m falling deeper and deeper
More and
more in love with you
I’m
falling deeper and deeper
Way down
in my soul
Your
love’s got a hold on me
A/N: The song “Deeper and Deeper” was sung by Pauline
Wilson, and I couldn’t find any other credits to this song, gomen…
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