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Warning: lemon or lime, take your pick, and angst (yes, i’m not finished with these guys yet)
By: Me!! Lesley or red vegeta, whatever you like best
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Kings of pain 4. Lust and lost
‘Oops.. hi hi hi..’ Goten giggled like a little girl seeing something weird.
‘You dropped your drink pal. I’ll get you another one.’
‘Yeah do that, but make sure you come back.’
‘Oh don’t worry I won’t leave that lil’ cute ass of yours in a million years.’
‘Well I hope to be dead before that.’ Goten said grinning.
‘That was a joke, come on! Have fun with me!’
‘I’ll be right back, another whiskey mix?’
Goten nodded sleepishly. Picking his fallen glass of the floor he nearly fell of the bench. ~Whoa..easy Goten~ Sipping the last drop of the virtually empty glass, he watched as Hikari maked his way through the crowded bar. He was looking mighty fine, his long blonden hair sawying on his back as he walked. Leaning against the back of the leather seat, he tried to look buff for the other man.
Who now turned around if Goten was still there. Hokari smiled at Goten, baring his teeth in the most sly smile one had ever seen. Goten smiled back, pondering what else this night might bring, yeah live sure was looking good.
Or pink, for he was definitely getting drunk. He had impressed Hikari with his fancy, latest style clothes and of course his exotic, almost unhuman appearance. Eyes as black pools and spiky black hair with a deep blue shade over it.
The tall blonde came back his hands full of whiskey cola’s, putting them down in front of Goten. Goten grabbed one and handed one over to Hikari, who lit a large cigarette and inhaling the blue smoke deeply. He sensually blew out the smoke again over Goten’s face, getting a little closer. Goten looked into the blue orbs of the other man, held up his glass, smiling and downing said glass in one take.
So did Hikari. Putting the glass down with an audible ‘thumb’, he glid of the bench again. Giggling with Hikari he tried to get up again. Hikari moved over to the other side, grabbing Goten’s arms and back. Goten fell into his arms, hoping to get some grip. Once he had put Goten back on his seat, he sat next to him.
Leaning in he put one of his large hands on Gotens opposite shoulder. Goten turned his head in surprise. ~What was he doing?~
Hikari moved closer, pushing Goten to the back of the bench. Suddenly he pressed his lips against Goten’s, holding him tight agains his chest. Goten struggled, trying to push the large man away. Hikari forced his tongue in Goten’s mouth, exploring it.
Getting high on the alcohol in his blood and in that sweet warm mouth he seemed to devour Goten on the spot. Goten panicked. This wasn’t what he wanted, no way! Hikari was hurting him, biting his tongue, filling Goten’s mouth with spicy blood.
It only seemed to make him wilder. In a desperate attempt to get away, he shot open his eyes, flashing with rage and grabbed the glass standing next to him on the table. Slamming the glass as hard as he could into HikarI’s back, froze when that didn’t help one bit.
‘You naughty boy.. I like it rough.’ Said Hikari grinning on Goten’s mouth. ‘Just wait till we get home..’
Oh no.
Not wanting to await another reaction Goten flicked his tongue past HikarI’s, drawing it in his on mouth. But as soon as Hikari was close enough, Goten flashed his fangs and bit wit all the strenght he could muster. Hikari screamed, holding his hand over his mouth, a small stream of crimson blood coming from underneath.
Goten could only power up and made his way out of the bar. Away from Hikari, as far as he could go. Crying he took to the sky. ~What had happened? Why did that he do that?~ Feeling bruised all over his soul he sped towards his house.
Once inside he looked around, tip toeing not to wake Vegeta. Instead of getting to their room he was shocked to feel a strong hand on his shoulder. Screaming out in pain he pulled away the hand and looked at his shoulder. It was all purple and blue, Hikari must have grabbed him quite hard.
Tears in his eyes from the pain he turned around to see who tormented him like this. He heart sank into his boots as his eyes were met by two cold and solid black eyes, belonging to Vegeta. Looking harsh, Vegeta had awoken by the sound of a stumbling sound and smelling a strange scent. Standing in front of Goten he inhaled deeply, only to look raging mad at Goten, who stood paralized in front of the prince.
‘Where have you been Goten?’
‘Ehm..er.. I ..went to ahm..’
Vegeta sniffed in disgust, taking Goten in inch by inch.
‘Where did you get these clothes?’
‘Well.. I found them at a place called Armani and they fitted well, so..’
‘So you bought them with my money?’
‘Yeah well.. I was broke and you have so much.. and I thought you would like them..’
Vegeta felt his blood boil in his veins. What did this boy think he is? Vegeta put his hand on the collar to feel its fabric. Silk. Goten relaxed, thinking everything would be fine now. Vegeta grabbed a good hold at the purple shiny shirt and ripped it of Goten’s body.
Goten looked in shock as he saw tiny buttons fly around him, and an angry Vegeta in front of him, holding his precious shirt. Holding it up begeta smelled the fabric and his eyes popped open in shock.
‘Whats this?’
‘Whats what?’
‘That smell.’ Taking inthe air again he didnt recognize it. The shirt smelled of alcohol and a strong masculine perfume. Mentally strangling Goten he could only think of one thing.
‘That smell is not from one of your friends. So you didn’t went to see them at all. Instead you went to a dirty pub and got drunk!’
‘No I did not!’ and that moment his body choose to shift, causing him to loose blance.
‘In your dreams Goten! You’re so sloshed you cant even think straight! And whats that other smell? You havent been seeing soemone else have you?’
‘No no, honest I havent!’ He lied to the fuming prince in front of him.
Vegeta moved close to Goten, loking him into the eyes. Looking for signs he found it at the worst part. Gotens whole neck and face smelled of the other man.
‘He was all over you! You’re drenched in that awfull scent of his! I can’t believe it. you spend all my money all day long and at night you go away snugging other men?!!’
‘No! You’re wrong, he jumped me!’
‘No wonder he did that! Look at you! You smell of money and look tasty too! You make the most eligeble prey in the whole world! You’re so stupid!!’
‘It wasnt my fault Vegeta.’
‘Yes it was!! You surely must have given him the thought that you desired him too! You were just as wrong as he was. Even if he truly was..’
‘Are you saying I’m lying?!’
‘Yes, I do! I think you just took him, wanting a younger prey then me. You’ve kissed him, seduced him with your body and took him! It’s all over you!’
‘Shut up!’
‘No, you listen to me! I’ve given up a lot for you and work my ass off so that you can have a good time! I refuse to give in to that kind of behaviour!’
‘Oh come off it! You’re not my dad. And even if you were, what can you do about it huh? You have no time for me at all so I’ll find some fun somewhere else. Why don’t you come with me? I know a few people who would love to have a threesome with a prince’. Goten smirked, oh yeah, he definitely knew a couple of guys who would kill to get a hand on his mate.
Within a blink of an eye, Vegeta hurled his hand to Goten, making it land on the side of his cheek. Trembling before Goten, he felt the sharp pain in his hand, knowing that he hit his target.
‘I’ll never forgive you or saying this. I was the only one you hear! The only one!! Yu even said so to me!! Now hear this!! We’re through!!’
Raging mad Vegeta fired killer looks at Goten. He would never forgive him! Shaking in his boots he turned around, slamming the door so hard he heard the door fell out and to the ground. He took of to the sky in a briljant blue light, going some where he had yet to figure out.
Goten cheek flamed red over the bruised spot. He slowly raised his hand to his cheek, feeling the place where Vegeta had hit him. He spread his fingers over the red area, feeling a warm liquid trickle past one finger. Vegeta had broken his skin.. and himself too. Tears started to make his way down Goten pale face and across the red patch, taking some blood with them. Softly crying he sank to the floor, next to that cursed shirt. He lost him.
Realising how he had acted he felt a sharp pain in his heart. What had he been thinking? He had used the prince as a precious toy. He had lied to him, thinking he would never find out. He had used him as a way to get more boyfriends, using Vegeta’s money to buy luxury. He had gotten spoiled and forgot about the older mans feelings. His craving for atention from everyone he had taken advantage of him. How stupid he was!
Goten looked at the door, that now laid smashed in front of him. Vegeta was gone. He had managed to push away everyone he had loved. He had loved Trunks so much and betrayed him on such and awfull way.
And now his new found love was gone as well, only because of his stupid behaviour. Sobbing franctically about himself and the two men he slapped himself inside. He was raging mad at himself for being such a bitch to everyone.
‘Master Goten?’
One of the servants he had taken on to clean his house and serve him, looked sleepily around the corner of the staircase.
‘Is everything alright? We heard some screaming.’
‘It was nothing.’
‘Are you sure?’
‘Yes! Now go away!’
‘But..’
‘Get out! You’re all fired! Move out and leave me alone!!’
He screamed at the shocked servant who ran back at his room. Goten heard some rumbling from upstairs, signaling the servants got ready to leave.
He sighed, choking his tears. Then he stood up, pulled of the remaining bits of shirt and started to unbuckle his white leather pants. Now his pants loose he sat down again, untying his shoes. The snake-printed boots were kicked away and his pants soon followed them. His hands moved around the rim of his silk boxershort and slowly pulled them down, throwing them to the pile of clothes.
In the dark light they all looked blue and he shuddered at the sudden cold of the night. With a single tear on his face he stood there naked, looking to the pile of expensive clothes. He tilted his head, closing his eyes. He felt disgusted by his behaviour and the feel of the luxurious clothes on his skin.
In an effort to lighten up the burden in his soul, he formed a small ball of ki. Sending it to the pile it lit up blue, destroying the fabrics in an instant. Feeling the cold night breeze go past him he turned around and moved to his old room. In there he found some jeans and a tight shirt, made of simple cotton.
Putting these clothes on he walked back to the main room. Remorsefully looking to the ashed heap, he walked outside. Not knowing where to go, he took off to the night sky.
Vegeta flew for minutes in high speed, but to him it felt like hours. Finally he landed on the edge of a large forest and a cliff. Looking around him he sniffed the fresh crisp evening air. He sat down on a rock and looked over the cliff and the forest, pondering about had happened to him. He felt so stupid. How could he believe that Goten was a better mate than Goku? He had been temped by Goten’s youth and spirit.
He was like Goku but with much more passion and .. well that was it. had he been tempted by simply lust? Was it only the lust that made him desire Goten? How could he risk the life he had with Goku for something so stupid! When he finally realised his mistake and what he had lost in doing so, the tears started slowly to come down his face. He hated crying, but it seemed to soothe him in a strange way. He had lost everything.
Goku had been always so sweet and caring. Sometimes such a thick headed baka, but he was always ther for him. Soothing the wounds of his past with Frieza. Always willing to hold him, listening to him. Goku understood what he was like, he was a fool blooded saiyan too. To Vegeta it didn’t matter anymore now that he was prince and Goku third class.
He had complemented him. Make him complete with feelings he lacked. He completed Goku with his fighting spirit and passion. Goku never bragged about Vegeta being a prince to people nor display his on strenght when that wasn’t needed. Goten did do that.
Goten had used Vegeta to boast with, to make him feel important and special, being with a true prince. No, Goku was nothing liked that. Vegeta thought back to his days with Goku and came to the realisation that they wre always filled with joy and love. All day long. How he missed that life now. But he had thrown it away as if it was nothing. He hadn’t even thought about Goku after he took off.
Vegeta had just seen flow of tears through the damp door. At that moment he couldn’t care less about. But now he was worried. He had to see him, talk too him, apologize about his behaviour. Scanning the area, he found the unique ki of Goku, not too far east. Not doubting any moment he left his safe place and took off.
Goten at the same time thought about Trunks. Again. He had forgotten how good the time was with him. Trunks had always time for him if he wanted to. How could he ever think Trunks had neglected him? Every time when Trunks had gotten home he had spend his time with Goten. Listening to what troubled him, sparring when he wanted it, practically did everything to make him happy.
He cursed while he flew through the air. He had been so stupid! He felt so guilty about what he done. Sure, the prince had brought joy and passion in his life when he thought he needed it. But looking back to it, it had been nothing.
It wasn’t worth giving up what he had and still he had done just that. ~I have to make up to him, I have to say that I’m sorry and what a stupid asshole I have been!~ Thinking of all the things he had to say to Trunks, he searched the world for Trunks’ ki. He found it straight in the west and sped up. Deep inside he feared what Trunks might say but he had to see him.
Not knowing of the both men approaching them nor the fight they have had, Goku and Trunks relaxing in their house. What had happened this morning still lingering in their minds. After they had kissed eachother, they didn’t know what to do. Both felt a bit guilty about their former mates.
Starting something new so soon after they had broken up. They had apologized to eachother and spent the rest of the day repairing the house. Both blushing like mad everytime they touched. Goku had healed thanks to the senzu Trunks had brought him. Now, after a hard day full of work and new emotions they relaxed in front of a small fire outside. Trunks sitting on an old chair, Goku on a ragged couch. Trunks simply stared in the flames, Goku trying to read a comic he had found.
Painfully quiet, neither of them could concentrate, thoughts raging through their minds. What if I forced myself upon him? What if he thinks I don’t take love serious? What if he thinks I’m an old pervert? What if he was still in love with his mate? What if he didn’t like it? What if he thinks I’m crazy? Should I tell him? Should I tell him that I didn’t mind at all? Should I say that I like him a lot? But most of all; should I say something? All of these questions surging through their minds.
Trunks had felt strange after it happened, but it had felt like heaven. He got shivers as he thought about that heated kiss they had shared. He didn’t even remember why it had happened, just the sensation of their lips together, fighting and exploring, send his mind soaring high again. He blushed at the thought and looked over to Goku, who seemed to be reading without any emotion. Trunks examined him. Goku’s black hair, those strongly shaped muscles on his chest.
Trunks had enjoyed every single moment of that kiss, and looking at Goku only made the craving inside him worse. He wanted to taste him again, feel that skin on his, pulling out that gi, simply love Goku. Trunks slightly noticed the bulge showing through his pants. Blushing even more he tried to hid it. What if Goku saw that?
That kiss just happened, surely it must have been a mistake. But the scene repeated itself over and over again in Trunks mind. His heart jumped at the thouht of it. He realised he wanted more. Suddenly Goku looked up from his comic looking him in the eyes. Trunks’eyes shot away, but still looking a bit longer then necessary.
Goku was annoyed by the painfull silence surrounding them. He had to say something. He had been the one that started that damn kiss that now blew his mind to pieces. Not able to get his mind of it he had tried reading. But since that wasn’t his best subject he simply couldn’t focus. And with that, he couldn’t get his feelings away from him.
~Trunks must think that I’m some sort of pervert, an old man kissing a young man like him~
In fact they differed about 17 years, but still Goku looked in his early thirties and Trunks, as any young man, looked like 23. But on the other hand, Trunks had welcomed him, didn’t he? Thinking about it, it only made him want more of it. he had felt his heart explode by the feeling of the kiss. It had made his blood burn and as a saiyan he only wanted more of it. He wanted to give that boy all the passion he had in him, overwhelming him with love.
Giving his entire being to the young man just to feel in heaven just one more time. He doubted that Trunks would want that. He had looked upset when they stopped kissing. Who knows what he will do if I take this any further. But it had felt so good. At that moment he saw Trunks almost looking into his soul, so very intense. He had blushed and looked away. Goku made up his mind, they had to say something! If it only was to stop that awkward silence.
‘Trunks?’
‘Hmm?’
‘I.. I wanted to say… um.. do you think we need more wood?’ okay, now that was briljant….
‘Umm, yeah I’ll go get some new.’
While Trunks walked away in search of the stack of wood they both thought the same thing. ~Have to say sorry now, or else I don’t I’ll ever will~.
Back with wood, Trunks put some branches on the fire. Looking at Goku for approval of the amount he saw Goku open his mouth as if he wanted to say something. ~No, I go first!~ Unfortunatly, thats what Goku thought about too.
‘I’m sorry!’ They both yelled at eachother.
‘I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to sound so rude.’ Goku was the first to say something.
‘Me too, sorry.’
‘I just wanted to say sorry about the kiss this morning.’
‘Hm..’
‘I just saw you there and well, I don’t know what came over me, but I. .’
‘It’s okay, I didn’t know what I was thinking.’
‘Trunks could you forgive me? I didn’t want to hurt you with that kiss.. you must think I’m a disgusting pervert now.. I’m sorry.’
‘No I don’t think you’re disgusting. Don’t be sorry.’
‘But I forced myself on you. I should never have kissed you.’
‘I liked it.’
What? Goku shook his head.
‘Nani?
’
‘I liked it.’
Trunks got of his chair and sat next to Goku.
‘I don’t know about you, but I can’t get it out of my head. I liked it.. a lot.’
He leaned in, closer to Goku, softly touching his thigh.
‘I don’t know what happened exactly. I do know that you made my blood boil and my mind soar higher then I ever imagined possible.’
‘Trunks.. I. .’
‘I must be crazy saying all this. But please, let me love you.’
Trunks moved closer to Goku. Taking Goku’s face in with his eyes. It’s now or never. I’ll see what happens, I dont care what it is, now I’ve said this to him. Trunks closed his eyes and moved his face up till it was right in front of Goku’s. Unnoticable for Trunks, Goku closed his eyes too, waiting for what was to come. Trunks kissed Goku softly on his lips.
Feeling the same rush flowing through as before, travelling through his back up his spine, ending in his head, where it fired his mind. Removing his lips from Goku’s, he opened his eyes waiting for a reaction. He saw Goku had his eyes still closed, taking in what had happened just now. Before Trunks could even move he felt Goku’s strong hand move behind his head, drawing him closer.
Goku opened his mouth and took in Trunks open mouth. Sliding his tongue into Trunks’ warm mouth he felt his soul explode with every move he made. Trunks hungrily welcomed him and started exploring the other ones mouth. The feeling of their tongues sliding together made them hungry for more. Hands started to move on eachothers backs, caressing and touching. Goku tugged at Trunks jacket, slowly taking it of his shoulders, the other hand going through the soft silky hair.
Savouring eachothers warm wet mouths, they drew closer together. Electricity going up their spines, sending their blood on fire. Trunks pulled Goku closer, his free hand moving underneath the orange gi on the back. Panting they broke apart, only to start removing their upper clothes. Trunks jacket and shirt were hastily tossed away before he lunged himself at Goku again, taking him in for another deep, mind blowing kiss.
Goku got rid of his own shirt, ripping it away from his chest. Leaning backwards, he striked Trunks’ naked back. The sensation of naked skin underneath his fingers, knowing it belonged to the one who gave him so much pleasure now, made him want Trunks even more. The kiss becoming wilder and their hands moving up their bodies made them crazy with passion. Trunks felt himself grow more excited and judging by what he felt against his leg, so was Goku.
Unable to help himself he moved his hand down to stroke Goku’s bulge clearly showing through his pants. Touching it caused a load moan by Goku. He pulled Goku’s pants down a bit, letting his other hand slip beneath the tight material. Suddenly he stumbled across something extremely hot and hard, telling him he had found the right lace by the moans of Goku against his mouth. Goku pulled back, throwing his head in his neck in utter bliss.
‘Trunks.. Hn… That feels soo good..’
Encouraged by this, Goku also pulled Trunks’ pants down, his hands stroking the soft skin on his fine shaped rear. Taken by the heated hand of Trunks on his swollen member he too searched for Trunks own throbbing bulge. On finding it he saw Trunks tremble with excitement.
‘Goku.. Please. I want you so bad right now. Lets take this inside where we have more space alright?’ He panted hovering above him.
Goku moved off the old couch, only to be pulled inside the house by Trunks. He had never seen the boy like this before, lust shining in blue eyes. Claiming his new prey and claiming it now. Falling back on the bed their started their frenzied love maiking again. Kissing like wildmen, fighting for control over the others body, they never noticed two kI’s coming to them.
Then suddenly a large crash, shook them wide awake. Rushing out of the room they found a trembling, red-eyed Goten standing in the door and Vegeta sitting on the floor rubbing his head. the roof had a huge hole in it, Vegeta had landed just in the middle of the room and hit his head on the table.
Trunks and Goku’s mouths dropped open, looking at the two confused saiyans, both with strange, pained looks in their eyes. Goku and Trunks whispered at the same moment, inaudible to the others.
‘Oh no..’
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