In Your Dreams: Chapter 36

While Bulma set off to fetch Bunny and begin dinner preparations, Vegeta chose to follow Goku back to their bedroom. The prince could easily detect his mate's scent trail still lingering in the air, so tracking him was a simple task.

He hadn't been surprised by the other man's outburst. Strength was one of the most important things to a Saiyajin; it was bred into their very nature. To have once been so powerful only to find out that you could never reach your full potential again was a devastating blow. In fact, Vegeta was surprised nothing had been blown up. He certainly would have taken his anger out on inanimate objects... and maybe a few humans who dared cross his path during his rampage.

No, all in all, Kakarotto had handled the news rather well... so far. There was no telling how he'd act once the information had time to settle in his head.

Vegeta paused outside the bedroom door once he'd reached it and leaned in close, hoping to determine what the other man was doing before he entered. He wanted to be prepared for flying projectiles if Goku was throwing a fit, though everything seemed quiet within.

Encouraged, the prince slowly opened the door and stepped inside, taking care to close it tightly behind him afterward. His eyes scanned the large space. The bed remained undisturbed. The sheets were still crisp and unwrinkled from when the cleaning bots had made them earlier that day. In fact, the only thing out of place was the line of clothes that led to the bathroom. Steam was billowing out from beneath the door, and Vegeta could clearly hear the water running inside.

The older man grinned and padded across the room, removing articles of clothing as he went and tossing them beside his mate's own discarded garments. He was pleased to find the door unlocked, and he silently slipped inside. Vegeta took a moment to admire the younger man's physic through the clouded glass shower door. He'd filled out a lot since he'd first returned from the lab. No longer was he a scrawny and malnourished child. No, now he was a well-toned and strong Saiyajin; one he was proud to call his mate.

Goku still hadn't seemed to notice the presence of the other man, and Vegeta took the opportunity to slip into the shower behind him. He smirked at the smaller Saiyajin when large black eyes looked at him from over a shoulder, and he was encouraged by the small smile he received in return.

The prince noticed a small flick of the other's tail as Goku turned to face him. A splash of color decorated the other man's cheeks, though whether that was from the heat or something else, Vegeta could not tell.

It was clear that Goku wanted to say something though, so he waited patiently for the other Saiyajin to speak. Nearly a minute passed before he finally did.

''Sorry about before. I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you and Bulma. You were only trying to help.'' The smaller man smiled up at him and rubbed the back of his head in the classic Son gesture.

Vegeta could tell the younger man was truly sorry for his actions, and though he was tempted to act as though he was hurt in order to toy around with his mate's head, he decided that would be too cruel at this point. Another time though.

''Don't worry about it, baka. No feelings were hurt. Though I do think the onna was a little surprised by your outburst. She thinks I'm a bad influence on you.''

Goku gave a little laugh. ''You are. But still, I'll have to make it up to her...''

Vegeta clicked his teeth and pulled the smaller man against his chest. ''Forget her. I think you should make it up to me first.''

Goku mirrored the wicked smirk his mate was currently wearing, and he ran his fingers up into wet hair as he pressed himself closer to that hard body. ''Yeah? I think I can manage that...''

The older man purred loudly as the other's hands ran down his sides and gently wrapped around his tail. Fingers ruffled the wet fur and caused goose bumps to rise on his arms and neck; and the talented tongue that was currently exploring his mouth did nothing but fuel his desire for the man in front of him.

Vegeta's own hands moved behind his mate to firmly grasp twin globes of flesh, and Goku's lips broke away from his own when his hips were thrust forward to meet the prince's arousal. The younger Saiyajin drew in a sharp breath as the rough friction stimulated his own member, and he began to feel hot for an entirely different reason within the steamy shower.

Vegeta buried his face against Goku's neck, and he leisurely peppered the sensitive flesh with kisses and licks between words. ''Kakarotto....I want you to know... that your power level means nothing to me....I don't see you as a third class... I see you as my mate.''

The prince paused as he grazed his teeth over the mating scar on the younger man's neck, electing a shiver from his partner. ''I don't say this often, so listen.''

Vegeta took a step back from Goku and placed his hands on either side of the other Saiyajin's face, forcing eye contact. ''I love you, Kakarotto. Nothing can ever change that, you understand? Stop doubting me, and more importantly, stop doubting yourself.''

For a long moment the only sound between them was the rush of water. Goku seemed to be gazing directly into the older man's soul, and it seemed he liked whatever it was he saw because a genuine smile spread over his lips a second later. Smaller hands rose to cover Vegeta's, and he drew a shaky but deep breath into his lungs.

''I love you too, Vegeta. I'm just not used to....you know...'' He paused and gestured between them. ''This.''

The prince chuckled. ''Yes, Kakarotto, I know. We just have to agree to be patient with each other... though you're making things especially difficult for me.''

Goku scoffed and folded his arms over his chest. ''Well you aren't exactly the most sensitive person in the world, you know.''

The older man swished his tail behind him mischievously. ''You should have thought of that before you fucked me.''

Vegeta grinned as the younger man's face turned a deep shade of red, but much to his surprise, Goku stepped forward and draped his arms around his neck. He gazed up at him with a crooked little smile.

''You wanna fuck now?''

The prince's eyes grew wide. ''Kakarotto! Since when do you talk like that?!''

The smaller man's smile only grew larger. ''Like I said, you're a bad influence.''

With a low growl, Vegeta drew the other Saiyajin tightly to his body. ''Alright then. But we'll have to make it fast. Bunny is cooking dinner.''

Goku's eyes went wide and he gasped as he suddenly shoved Vegeta away and flung open the shower door. ''Bunny is cooking tonight?! Why didn't you mention that sooner? I'm starving!''

The older Saiyajin gawked as his mate hopped onto the carpet and grabbed a towel. ''Wait! It isn't ready yet! We have time!''

Finished drying himself, Goku tossed his towel at Vegeta and scrambled out of the bathroom. ''Yeah, but she lets me lick the bowl!''

The older man could only watch as a black tail disappeared out the door. He was left standing under a cooling stream of water with a soaked towel and his arm outstretched in front of him, desperately seeking the warmth of another body.

''But... but what about me?''

To be continue...