In Your Dreams: Chapter 49

''Geez, when did you become such a pervert, Vegeta?'' Goku asked as he walked down the hall and away from the lab. His hands were folded behind his head and his brow was pinched as he leered at his mate from the corner of his eye.

Vegeta was quite pleased with himself, however, and his good mood was not going to be ruined by something as small as being called a pervert. Besides, he didn't see anything wrong with being a pervert--- Hell; anyone else would have found his sexual advances complimentary. Kakarotto was always kind of strange though.

''I bet it's a boy. It looked like a boy.''

The younger Saiyajin grinned a little at the other man's enthusiasm toward their child. He felt guilty for not feeling the same way. Goku wanted to be excited; he really did, but this was still all so strange and surreal. Right now the strongest feeling he had was embarrassment. He was a man. He shouldn't be pregnant.

Still, he would try to be happy for Vegeta. He didn't want the other Saiyajin to worry about him or get upset.

Shrugging away his less than happy thoughts, Goku grinned at the prince.

''I thought you said it looked like a liver. Now it looks like a boy?''

The smile immediately dropped from Vegeta's face, and he balled his hand into a fist and shook it in the younger man's general direction. ''Hey, I'm no doctor! At least the liver was a boy's liver!''

Goku scrunched his nose up. ''I'm not a 'boy'.''

The older man smirked. The opportunity to press his mate's buttons had just presented itself, and he was not one to waste prime 'ribbing' time. He pointedly let his eyes roam up and down Goku's figure and straightened up, making his superior height a little more obvious. He'd never get tired of being taller than the younger man.

''Oh, forgive me, Kakarotto. What are you now? Nineteen? Between your girly voice and petite frame it gets pretty hard to tell.''

The reddening of the other's face didn't go unnoticed, and Vegeta quickly stepped in front of Goku and wrapped his arms around the smaller man before he had a chance to yell or hit him for his teasing. The prince purred deep in his chest and pulled a now rather surprised Saiyajin against him. Vegeta leaned forward and buried his nose in Goku's hair, and he took that opportunity to deeply inhale his mate's unique and addicting scent.

''Kakarotto, it doesn't matter what you look like. I think you're gorgeous either way.''

Vegeta could feel Goku squirm uncomfortably in his arms after a short pause, and he loosened his hold on the other man as a result. The younger man's face was still red, only this time it was from embarrassment rather than anger. Vegeta cocked his head to the side as he watched the other Saiyajin fumble for words, and he rubbed the back of his head in that classic 'Son' gesture. Why couldn't he take a compliment? Kakarotto always seemed more put off and embarrassed by nice words than he was happy or flattered. Had that always been the case?

Finally Goku broke the silence with a chuckle, and he stepped around Vegeta and continued down the hallway as if nothing had just occurred. However, as the distance between them grew, the older man just barely picked up a string of mumbled words.

''Well, if that's the case then I hope the baby looks more like me than you.''

Had his dashing good looks just been insulted?! ''What the hell is that supposed to mean?!''

Instead of explaining himself Goku only laughed and broke out into a jog before disappearing around a corner.

''KAKAROTTO!''

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Vegeta hadn't been able to find Goku after his little stunt in the hallway, so rather than wasting his time searching for him, he had decided to do a little training in the GR. He'd already learned that when Kakarotto didn't want to be found, there was little chance of actually coming across him. The younger man was very good at hiding, in fact.

Unfortunately, training alone only kept him entertained for so long. Now that he no longer had the goal of surpassing Goku to keep him motivated, he found solo sparring to be a bore. Not even the battle robots could keep him occupied for long.

So after only an hour, the prince turned off the GR and wandered back inside. He hadn't really even broken a sweat, so it wasn't necessary to shower right away. That left him, once again, with nothing to do. Bulma was still tinkering away in her lab and the brats weren't around, as usual. Bura and Pan had been pretty good about leaving Kakarotto alone; at least until the mood swings mellowed out a little. Still, Vegeta knew they were lurking around, secretly logging everything Goku did in their little journal. He'd have to steal that thing and read it sometime.

After retrieving a small snack from the kitchen, Vegeta headed up to his bedroom. He pushed the door open and looked around, but frowned when he didn't see the other Saiyajin. With a low mumble he stepped inside and kicked the door closed behind him before shuffling over to the bed. The prince had just flopped onto the mattress when some movement in the corner of the room caught his attention, and Vegeta tilted his head back and looked at the upside down version of Goku sneaking out of the closet. He raised an eyebrow. The other man hadn't noticed him yet.

''Why were you in the closet?''

Goku jumped violently with a loud yelp before he spun toward the bed. His obvious surprise made Vegeta chuckle. The Saiyajin's tail had fluffed to twice its normal size when he'd been startled, and that was always a funny sight.

The younger man huffed and frowned as his mate smirked at him in amusement before rolling right side up on the bed.

''When did you come in?''

Vegeta shrugged and leaned on one elbow. ''Just now. You didn't answer my question.''

Goku blinked and looked back at the closet for a long moment, and it was clear he was struggling to come up with some excuse. Of course, the obvious reply of ''I was hanging up clothes'' never occurred to the younger man, and instead Goku smiled and strolled over to the bed before plopping down on the mattress.

''Nothing. What have you been up to?''

Vegeta didn't even have a chance to reply before Goku's nose twitched, and he watched in confusion as the younger man leaned over him and buried his face in his shirt.

''You smell nice.'' Goku said, his voice muffled by the fabric it was buried in.

The older man blinked when Kakarotto's hands began wandering over his torso. ''Are you implying there are times when I do not smell nice?''

The Saiyajin finally lifted his head and chuckled at the other man. ''Of course not. Just sometimes you smell nicer than other times. Stronger, I mean.''

Vegeta grunted in response, but rather than question further, he leaned back and allowed Goku to climb over him until he straddled his hips. The younger Saiyajin's now smooth tail was waving back and forth behind him, and his eyes had become lidded, yet their gaze remained fixed on his shirt. That didn't matter to Vegeta much though, because his mate's wandering hands were doing wonderful things as they gently worked their way beneath said shirt and stroked the flesh they found there.

Soon Goku was purring, seemingly entranced by the motion of his own hands. He'd worked the older man's shirt up until it was bunched at Vegeta's armpits, and he leaned down to run his tongue over the exposed skin.

The prince squirmed beneath that hot mouth, and though his workout hadn't produced much sweat, his mate's attentions were. Small beads of perspiration began to form along his forehead and neck, and as it did so, his scent became stronger. The result was a happier Goku, who was noticeably inhaling deeply through his nose to catch it. The effects were instant, and Vegeta soon caught the smell of arousal in the air, along with the visual effects his scent was having on the younger man. His skin had become flushed and slim hips had begun to shift against his own as the pressure began to pool in their guts.

With a low growl Vegeta reached up and snagged a handful of Goku's hair, which he used to pull the other Saiyajin into a kiss. The younger man's eyes slid closed and he arched his body against the prince's before settling his weight along the larger body. Vegeta moaned into their kiss to express his approval before letting his free hand trail down his mate's back and to his ass. He massaged the shapely flesh in appreciation, and the steady bucking of the other's hips didn't go unnoticed.

Unable to continue without running the risk of messing up his pants, Vegeta broke the kiss and pressed against Goku's shoulders until the other Saiyajin sat up. The prince moved to follow, and he gently maneuvered his rather confused mate off his lap before unbuckling the other's belt and jeans. He quickly tugged the pants off the younger man, but moved out of reach when Goku reached for him.

''Vegeta?''

Vegeta smirked devilishly as his eyes wandered over his mate, who was naked from the waist down. He really was gorgeous, and the fact the younger man didn't know this made him all that more appealing.

When Goku began to squirm beneath his gaze, Vegeta took pity on him.

''I want you to prepare yourself for me while I watch... Like you did that night in the woods.''

The other Saiyajin gasped as his face turned a brilliant shade of red. He gripped the blankets and pulled them over his lap as if Vegeta had never seen him naked before.

''I can't do that!''

A chuckle. ''Oh, I believe you can, Kakarotto. Quite well, actually.''

''Vegeta! You really are a pervert!''

The prince grinned and leaned to the side, retrieving a bottle of lube from the nightstand drawer before placing it in his mate's hand. After that he sat back and waited.

For a long moment Goku only stared at the lube, then at Vegeta, and then back again. For a second it seemed he might do it, because he began to shift and let the blankets slip from his death grip. Unfortunately, his embarrassment won out and he shook his head.

''I can't.''

Vegeta frowned. Not because he was disappointed, but because his mate seemed so genuinely upset that he couldn't bring himself to do what Vegeta had asked of him.

''Kakarotto...'' The prince sighed and shuffled around on the bed until he sat behind the younger man. Goku's back pressed against his chest, and he rested his chin on the smaller Saiyajin's shoulder. ''You have nothing to be ashamed of.''

Vegeta took the lube from the other's shaking hand and flipped open the cap. He caught Goku's wrist and squirt the gel into his palm, and then put a little in his own hand. Without saying another word the prince reached around and wrapped his slick hands around the younger man's arousal. Goku drew in a deep breath and arched back against him. His head settled back on Vegeta's shoulder and his eyes slipped closed as he was stroked firmly, but gently.

The older Saiyajin smirked as Kakarotto visibly began to relax, and after only a couple minutes of his sensual massage, the smaller man's hand began to move. Vegeta remained silent and continued his slow strokes as Goku spread the lube along his fingers, and without even opening his eyes, the younger Saiyajin shifted enough to comfortably part his thighs a little further and gently pressed a single digit to his opening.

Vegeta bit his lip as he watched the lone finger trail around the puckered entrance from over Kakarotto's shoulder, and he turned his eyes to the side to watch the other's expression. Aside from a slightly furrowed brow, his mate seemed at ease. His breath was still coming on uneven pants, and his cheeks still had the flush of arousal coloring it.

The prince grinned and rested his chin on Goku's shoulder again, and his black eyes moved to the mirror sitting across the room. He loved that mirror. It was in just the right spot to provide him a perfect visual. Kakarotto hadn't noticed it yet, but he would. Vegeta felt his mate needed to see himself during these moments of passion. Love making was a beautiful thing, not something to be embarrassed or ashamed of.

A slight hitch in Goku's breathing was the only thing at alerted Vegeta to the fact his mate had finally slipped a single finger inside himself. The prince rumbled against the younger man's back, and the gentle vibrations made the other shiver.

After working his finger around for a moment, another joined the first. The older man turned his head slightly and pressed his lips to Kakarotto's throat, and he gently sucked on the flesh he found there in encouragement. His eyes never left the mirror though, and the very sight of the younger Saiyajin slowly preparing himself made his own trapped member throb painfully.
''One more, Kakarotto....'' he rumbled.

Closed eyes finally opened just a little, but it was enough for Goku to notice the mirror sitting across the room. Vegeta could feel the other startle, and he quickly reached down and gripped the Saiyajin's wrist to prevent him from pulling his fingers out of himself.

''No. Keep going. Look how sexy you are...''

Goku swallowed hard and ducked his head until his bangs hid his eyes. For a moment Vegeta had to fight the other to keep that hand in place, but soon a soft sigh escaped the younger man's lips and the tension left him. Vegeta grinned and slowly released the other's wrist, and he was pleased when a third finger slowly worked its way inside that tight entrance.

Even better, Goku's eyes eventually peeked out from underneath thick bangs to glance at the mirror. Vegeta rumbled his approval once more and began to place small kisses along the other's neck and shoulders. He was pleased when Kakarotto leaned into him and slowly worked at stretching his entrance. The younger Saiyajin even began to let small moans escape whenever his actions produced a shock of pleasure.

But as erotic as the image presented to him was, Vegeta could no longer wait to feel that tight heat around his own member. He reached down between them and unbuttoned his pants, pulling down the zipper just enough to free his cock. There was no time for anything else.

Goku removed his fingers from inside himself and positioned himself on his elbows and knees when a larger hand on his shoulder guided him to do so. For a moment the younger Saiyajin hesitated. The last time he'd been in this position for sex he'd felt dirty and used, but ChiChi had explained to him that it wasn't meant to be demeaning in anyway, so for that reason, he chose to relax and wait for his mate to prove him wrong.

Vegeta moaned as the sight of that firm ass, and he moved forward on his knees and leaned over the younger man's back. He placed one of his hands beside Goku's shoulder and nipped at an exposed ear as he gripped himself with his other hand and slowly guided his hips forward. The smaller Saiyajin stopped breathing the moment the tip of his cock pushed past the still tight ring of muscle, and Vegeta let his breath ghost over the other's neck as he waited for him to relax.

It didn't take long, and all the air trapped in Goku's frozen lungs was released. The older man let go of his member and pressed his hips forward as slowly as he could manage, and he delighted in the sight of his mate arching and biting his lip below him. A low whimper made it past those abused lips as the prince fully seated himself inside Goku, and Vegeta stayed there for a long moment so he could adjust.

While he waited the prince let his weight settle along the other Saiyajin's body, pressing his smaller form firmly into the mattress. He loved the feel of his own flesh pressed so heavily against Kakarotto's. They fit perfectly together, as if they'd been made for each other. The smaller man didn't seem to mind either, because the tension along his brow smoothed out as Vegeta eased down on him.

The older man shifted a bit and intertwined his fingers with Goku's with one hand, and he wrapped his other arm around raised hips. When he felt his mate shift back against him, Vegeta knew he was ready and began to move.

His hips began to glide smoothly back and forth, gently rocking the body below his own as he moved. The prince lavished any bit of flesh he could reach with kisses and nips. The urge to mark that perfect skin was something he couldn't ignore, and he saw no reason to.

Gradually, as he felt those muscles wrapped around him begin to relax, Vegeta put more force behind his thrusts. He delighted in the low moans he began to draw from Goku, and he could feel the body below his own begin to heat up and become slick with sweat. The sweet scent of Kakarotto's natural lubricant also began to permeate the air, and the older man's eyes nearly rolled back into his head as he bit down on a shoulder and forced his hips forward with a hard thrust.

Goku cried out as a result, but not in pain. The younger man panted heavily as he was entered harshly, and his fingers gripped the sheets and squeezed Vegeta's own tightly as he forced his hips back into his mate's.

Soon a steady rhythm had been established, and the continuous slap of flesh against flesh was accompanied by a rumbling growl and heavy pants with the occasional cry of pleasure.

Vegeta's teeth sank deeper into the flesh they were abusing, and Goku's head arched back as a result. Not wanting to miss an opportunity, the prince released his mate's hand and instead grabbed a handful of thick hair. He forced the younger man's face to the side and smashed his blood covered lips against Goku's swollen ones. The smaller Saiyajin moaned as their tongues clashed, and a black tail wound itself around Vegeta's waist just as he reached his climax.

The prince bit down on a plump lower lip as his mate's muscles clamped down on him, and he felt his own seed explode within the other Saiyajin's body a second later.

Their sweaty bodies collapsed the rest of the way to the mattress and Vegeta gently lapped at Goku's bleeding lip, apologizing without words for his rough actions. If the other Saiyajin cared though, he didn't let it show. Instead he only laid there and allowed his mate to do as he liked, all the while purring deep in his chest.

Vegeta drew in a deep breath before rolling them both over onto their sides and gently slipping out of his mate. There was no response from Goku, and it was rather obvious based on the soft snores that the younger man was already asleep.
The prince wrapped his arms around the other Saiyajin with a satisfied smirk, and it wasn't long before he too drifted off to sleep.

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When Vegeta woke up sometime later, two things were missing. Kakarotto, and...

''Where the hell is my shirt?''

To be continue...