Summary: AU Goku is a servant for the royals of Vegeta-sei, and most noteably, Prince Vegeta. To the naked eye, it would be just the normal master/slave relationship; but could it be more? And what about Vegeta's father?
Pairings: GokuXVegeta, obviously! Duh! ^.^
Warnings: This fic contains yaoi (which is boyXboy, maleXmale, or in other words homosexual), angst, romance, future mpreg, and some super-uber lemon! What more could you want??? Rated M!
If you don't like yaoi: don't read, don't talk to me, and DEFINATELY DON'T REVIEW! I don't care for homophobics.
Disclaimer: Aww...I need a disclaimer? I don't own DBZ or any of its characters, they belong to Akira Toriyama and TOEI Animation. If I did own DBZ, it would be jam-packed full of YAOI and GxV! WOOT!
This fic is AU, meaning alternate universe, so annoying characters like Goten, Gohan, Piccolo, Krillin, Trunks, and Chi-chi don't exist (also, because it takes place on Vegeta-sei, and there are no humans there). Bulma, however, does exist, because she is a key part of the plot (and to fit the story, she is a saiyan).
It's also in Goku's POV. Enjoy!
RADDITZ IS KEWL, SO HE IS IN THIS FIC!
The lemon will be in this chapter, but it's not posted on FF. Please go read it, this chapter isn't the same without it.
Vegeta stared wide-eyed at me as I crushed his lips in a passionate kiss. At first, he didn't respond, but soon he was moving his mouth in perfect harmony with mine. Soft, timid hands wove their way into my black hair and held me tight to his face. We had to eventually break off for air, and I immediately found myself on top of the slender prince taking off his shirt. His eyes were heavy and lidded with lust, and a gentle purr rose from his delectable throat. I snaked down his toned chest to a dark rosy nipple and started to lick and suck at the stiff bud, relishing in the moans that were elicted from my prince. All of our clothing was soon discarded. Naturally, I tended to the other nipple as well. My tongue lavished it with enthusiasm, careful not to suck too much or nip too hard. I left a wet trail down Vegeta's belly and six-pack abs, and traced every line of his skin. Through my travels, I happened to notice the scars on his chest that didn't reseble any of those one would recieve on the battlefield. But I didn't ask him about it, because I was too wrapped up in pleasuring the prince. Slowly, I made my way down the center of his abs to the object of my desire. But against my own better judgement, I took a detour down his legs instead, grinning when his whine of impatience reached my ears. I licked hard at the bottom of his feet, and sucked on his toes. My prize was the highest squeak that one would think could come out of such a severe saiyan. And I loved it. But I had business to do, and it was about time I got to it. Climbing to kneel between Vegeta's legs, I was surprised when he reached up to grab my wrist. "Allow me, Kakarott. You've done enough for me already." He sat upright and pushed me backwards onto the bed. Soon enough we had switched positions entirely: I was laying on my back, and he was situated between my legs. I could feel his hot breath on my throbbing member. I didn't have time to to fill my lungs with air before he bobbed his head down and wrapped his mouth around me. It took all the strength I had not to shove him over and take his right then and there. His skilled mouth was swirling and sucking and nearly bringing me to the edge. Nearly, because then much to my dismay, he ceased. But the way he looked at me, and how he lay back on his back, made me get the message. "Look in the drawer, Kakarott." I did as I was told. Inside, was a giant bottle of lube, nearly as big as my head. My shaking hand grabbed it, and looked nervously at Vegeta. He cocked and eyebrow, then crawled over to me. "Like this, baka," he whispered, squirting a fair amount of lube onto his palm. Then he spread it all over my lengthy erection, making it slippery and even more hard with his touch. He poured some onto my index and middle finger, and brought them to his entrance. I slowly slid one finger into him, preparing him. His gasp of pleasure was nearly enough to send me over. A second coated digit slipped into him, and I scissored my fingers until he was moaning and gasping and begging for more. My eyes suddenly got this lusty glaze over them, and I grinned at his sexy pose. "Are you ready, Vegeta?" "Yes! Just do it now!" There was no way I was asking a second time. I ripped my fingers out, and grabbed his hips. Without another word, I plunged my cock deep into him. It was bliss. Pure bliss. Every thrust was amazing, and I tried my hardest to hit that sweet spot inside him. Vegeta's moans were getting louder, and soon enough I was crying out in harmony with him. We were a symphony of raw pleasure sounds. I was so close to the end, but before I let go, I reached out and grabbed his tail. Rubbing the fur the wrong way, I pretended like I was pumping his hard-on with every ounce of my willpower. He screamed his intense pleasure out to the world as he came. I was close to follow. Pulling out of him, we collasped onto the bed in the euphoria of orgasm. It was so pefect, that moment, you can't even imagine. "Kakarott?" "Hmm?" "I love you." "...I love you too." --------------------------------------------------------------- Well? What did you think? I thought it was pretty good! ;) Pleeeeaaaassseeee R&R!