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Beauty of the Beast Chapter 2 By chibi_vegeta Goku took a deep breath of the crisp early morning air, rubbing a wrist across his eyes to wipe away the last vestiges of sleep. As he sped toward Capsule Corp he thought about the new sparring place Vegeta had mentioned. ~So what's up with this anyway? It sounds like Vegeta already knew about this place so why didn't he mention it earlier?~ He recalled how Vegeta had teased his curiosity, 'Be here in the morning and I'll take you there.' Well it was morning, early though that may be, and he was on his way, eager to see if this new place would make their sparring sessions more interesting. Not that Vegeta himself wasn't interesting, just that the sparring had become predictable. He noted that the horizon was just staining a deep purple, bright spikes of electric pink striping through it, ~hope he's not mad that I'm this early, but I guess if he's still asleep I can just hang around.~ His fears were unfounded as he spotted Vegeta pacing along his balcony. Goku simply floated up and grinned at the ouji. "Hey g'morning Vegeta!" The prince nearly grimaced at the perkiness of the larger warrior. "It's about time Kakarrot," Vegeta snorted, "are you ready to go?" He almost couldn't contain himself, scowling to prevent a predatory grin from getting the best of his expression. "Uhm, well I dunno Vegeta," Goku rubbed a hand through his rumpled spikes, "you didn't say what I might need so I just brought a few things," he held up a carry-bag, "I figured I could always come back and get whatever else I want." Vegeta nodded, "let's go then…" and launched himself into the air. He tried to fly at a seemingly normal pace, but his anticipation was such that he eventually was skimming along the tops of the trees as he sped toward his destination, Goku trailing along in his wake. Goku watched the silent prince as they flew, thinking that he seemed both tense and very relaxed at the same time. ~Probably eager to spar…~ he chuckled to himself, but he remembered the odd smile that had met him when he'd arrived. ~almost there~ Vegeta took a few deep breaths to calm himself, he had to find some way of breaking this tension within. He silently reminded himself that they would be there for days at least, that he had plenty of time. Besides, he wanted to take this slowly, to make it something that they both would remember. He felt his spine relax a little as he considered that, cresting a ridge and coming to a halt above it, grinning back over his shoulder as he folded his arms and waited for the other saiya-jin to catch up. Goku slid to a halt and hovered next to his prince, looking out over the landscape with awe, his jaw gaping. It was breathtaking. The ridge tumbled down into a wide valley, lush with trees and meadows on all sides, the middle taken up by a perfectly circular crystalline lake. The noonday sun sparkling in its depths, clouds reflected in its still surface, mirroring the sweep of wings as a flock of geese skimmed close. Vegeta turned and waved a hand at the landscape, a grin cracking through as he noted the other warrior's stunned reaction. "So what do you think Kakarrot?" He cast his own gaze back over the view. "It's amazing Vegeta!" They were high up along a mountain range, the valley and lake below them actually formed inside the caldera of a long-extinct volcano. It was isolated, far enough away that any intense sparring would go unnoticed, and it provided them with everything they needed. They drifted down along the edge and came to settle on an outcropping of rock, both men grinning wildly at each other. Goku dropped his carry-bag and simply crouched, doubling his fists and lifting his chin in challenge. Vegeta didn't need a second invitation, they blurred together and clashed, slamming foreheads together, all the while both wearing maniacal grins of violent delight. Power crackled around them and they flickered in and out of sight as they circled. Goku felt a rush of pure joy at the slam of fists and feet, it had been a long time since he'd enjoyed their sparring this much. He laughed aloud in pure enjoyment and grinned at the saiya-jin prince before darting into the shadowed woods. "Kisama!" Vegeta cursed and grinned at the retreating backside of his opponent and prey, speeding to follow. This was becoming less like training and more like sport all the time, he was loving it, feeling a tension unnoticed before slowly trickle from him. Goku flickered from tree to tree, grinning back at the ouji as he tailed closely behind, suddenly losing sight of him as he veered to one side. The larger saiya-jin kept moving, trying not to present an easy target, but slowly came to a halt to stand on a thick branch. He couldn't sense Vegeta anywhere. A low chuckle was all the warning Goku had before Vegeta blasted into him like a missle, slamming the larger warrior into the ground below as he himself flipped neatly in the air and landed, propping fists on hips. "Come on Kakarrot," he grinned as Goku drew himself up and shook off bits of grass and leaf, "catch me if you can!" Goku lept to the challenge, chasing after the smaller man. Only as they reached the lake, Vegeta soaring high above it, did he realize that the ouji actually seemed to be playing a game. ~Vegeta's playful?~ Goku thought, amazed as he followed the graceful arc of their flight, the prince had always seemed too serious, almost dour. He grinned at the thought that Vegeta might finally be relaxing for once, remembering the laugh just before he'd been tackled. Vegeta turned at the apex of his flight, hovering a hundred feet above the deep pool below, and grinned mischeviously down at the larger man as he approached. His smile was matched by that of the other man, both of them were ejoying this immensely. Just as Goku closed in Vegeta simply spun and dove deeply into the center of the lake. "Huh?" Goku laughed as he watched Vegeta pierce the lake's surface like an arrow, a perfectly circular splash spraying up behind him. ~catch you huh?~ Goku grinned and darted closely after, leaving his own bright splash to mar the mirrored surface. The water closed around the two and long moments passed. The surface finally stilled, seemingly solid. That solidity was shattered as both surfaced simultaneously, Goku with a fistful of black-flame spikes, Vegeta's hands wrapped around his arm. Both gasped for air, Vegeta cutting loose with a primal howl as he swung the larger man overhead and slammed him toward the bank, following quickly and pinning Goku to the carpet of moss and thick grass. Goku coughed up a half a lungful of water and nearly giggled up at the prince as he sent his fist into the smaller man's ribs, Vegeta grunting through his grin as his ribs creaked. He suddenly relaxed and stretched out under the smaller man. "Arigato, Vegeta," he smiled up at the victorious ouji, "I haven't had this much fun in a long time." Vegeta grinned down at him, his tail lashing side to side, finally loosening his grip on the other man's shoulders and easing back to stand. ~Tail?~ Goku blinked, sitting up and rubbing at his eyes. No, there it was, a dark sable coil that twitched to and fro. "Vegeta?" He couldn't believe it without the prince's confirmation. "Hn? What is it baka?" Vegeta's tone was almost affectonate as he folded his arms and waited for Goku to rise. Then he noticed the back and forth motion of the other man's eyes and realized why he was gawking. His tail slithered back around his waist, Goku hadn't noticed it tucked tightly against the dark bodysuit, and Vegeta felt his cheeks darken at the larger saiya-jin's fascination. ~shimatta, cool it…slow it down…~ Vegeta offered a hand down to the other man, feeling as though he had his own stupid grin pasted on his face, he hadn't believed it at first either. "It came back, I woke up with it this morning." Goku blinked up at him and absently took the offered hand, eyes still locked on the furry apparition. "It just came back? What do you mean Vegeta?" "It was just there this morning baka!" Vegeta tried to scowl, though he was feeling far too good to be convincing. "I don't know why." "Wow, that is so cool Vegeta!" Goku made to grab at the still-lashing tail tip, Vegeta backed away and snapped at him, "Careful!" The ouji's blood flickered with heat as he thought about what the other man's touch on his tail might feel like. Goku had sense enough to look guilty as he stepped back again. "Gomen, Vegeta," he grinned, "it's great!" He rubbed a hand absently through his dripping spikes, only then realizing that both of them were soaked through. "Eww…" he made a face as he pulled at his drenched and clinging clothing, "I gotta find my stuff Vegeta." He looked over to the equally drippy prince. "Hn, don't worry about it Kakarrot," Vegeta shook his head violently to rid himself of the annoying trickle down the back of his neck, "follow me." He simply turned and skimmed upward toward the rim. Goku followed, wondering where the prince was going, he had assumed they would simply be camping out here. As they passed through a break in the trees Goku could see a wide swath of green covering a long ledge, any thoughts of 'roughing it' disappearing as he saw the house nestled at the center. "Holy jeeze Vegeta!" He couldn't keep the admiration from his voice as they drifted down to land on the wide portico. Vegeta laughed as he stepped forward, "How articulate Kakarrot." It was a villa. A sweep of stone and plaster, the wide portico's red-tiled roof was suspended by heavy pillars of marble, large rooms inside opening onto it freely, ceilings high and airy. Native plants had been encouraged inside, giving a natural feel to the place, as if it had grown there itself. One end of the portico wound around the side of the house, a roiling pool of steaming water tucked in the wide corner. "Whoa this is amazing!" Goku turned and clapped a hand on Vegeta's shoulder, squeezing slightly, "how did you do this?" He strode back and forth, peering into rooms, pausing to dip his toe into the hot tub. "Oooh hot!" He grinned like an idiot at the prince. Vegeta struggled, trying not to return the grin, his mouth quirking to one side despite his best efforts. "Do you like it?" He stood with arms folded and watched the larger saiya-jin practically trip over his own feet. "Like it?" Goku turned and shook his head, "Damn Vegeta, this is awesome." He was even more impressed as he poked around the kitchen area, absently grabbing up a box of snacks and munching happily. "Diff if duhst gweat Be- swallow -geta." Vegeta snatched the box away from him, a half-hearted scowl on his face, "don't you dare stand and drip all over my kitchen." He shoved at the larger man's chest, pushing him out of the room and down the long portico toward an open bath. "Besides, you don't want to spoil your dinner." He smirked and threw a towel. "Dinner?" Goku grabbed the towel absently and began to rub himself down, watching as the prince did the same. "I really do want some dry clothes though Vegeta." "Hn," Vegeta crooked his finger and rounded the end of a wall into the next room, Goku nearly plowing into him as he paused. "Wow…" Goku gawped again as he took in the bedroom, liannas vine twining in through the open window and along the edges and corners of the room, offsetting the furnishings. A massive bed was angled against one corner, nearly dripping with pillows and coverings, the stone underfoot giving way to lush oriental carpet. Vegeta opened a heavy wardrobe opposite the bed and dug around a few moments while Goku reached to run his hand over the plush bedcoverings. The ouji eyed the larger saiya-jin's backside, water-soaked clothes clinging to his muscled form, watched him bend over the end of the bed as he tested the mattress, a soft growl barely swallowed back as the prince felt his blood heating. ~Baka! Stop tempting me!~ "These should fit…" Goku turned and fumbled to grab the clothing Vegeta had tossed to him, grinning at the baggy black gi pants and loose red shirt. "Heheh, I feel like a pony 'Geta," he grinned at the prince, watching as he dug for a set of dry clothing for himself, "wearing your colors?" Vegeta smirked back over one shoulder, "Why not Kakarrot?" He turned and tossed his own clothes on the bed. "I am your prince after all." He bit his lip and turned his gaze elsewhere as Goku unselfconsciously peeled out of his wet clothing and finished rubbing himself dry, tugging on the pants and wallowing into the shirt. Vegeta shook out his own clothes, briefly rending an opening for his tail in another comfortable pair of gi pants, dark purple, and a black customized sleeveless t-shirt, a small crown in the center of the chest with words printed in purple beneath; "That's Prince Asshole To You." Goku could only grin and shake his head as Vegeta tugged the shirt down, who would have thought the ouji had this side to him? "This is just great Vegeta," he turned to follow the smaller man from the room, "I didn't know you had such great taste." ~I'll bet you taste pretty great yourself~ Vegeta grinned to himself and stalked into the kitchen, "Of course I do baka," he opened the refrigerator and began stacking things on the counter, "why do I have to keep reminding you that I am the Ouji no Vegeta-sei hmn?" Goku could only grin and shrug at him, dragging a hand through his spikes, "maybe it's 'cause you're not being all stiff and regal Vegeta." He leaned against a counter and crossed his arms over his chest, eyeing the smaller man. "I like it." Vegeta rummaged a little more than necessary through the refrigerator, willing away the ruddy stain on his cheeks as he flushed from the compliment. They weren't something he was used to, he wasn't sure how to respond. He fumbled through the makings for a salad but was lost in his own thoughts until a small sound from behind him caught his attention. "ah..uhm.." Goku's eyes were wide as he stared down, his voice thick. "Vegeta?" The saiya-jin prince glanced back over his shoulder, scowling at the other man's expression until he realized what he was staring at. The tip of Vegeta's tail was flicking lazily back and forth against the crotch of Goku's pants as he propped himself against the counter. Vegeta jerked back with a small cough, turning to stalk through the back of the kitchen and out onto a smaller patio. ~shimatta!~ He had practically been fondling the man with his tail! He stifled a groan and stepped to the large stone grill situated at the corner of the patio, sending a brief burst of ki into the foamy lava stone and heating it to glowing within seconds. "Grab those steaks and bring them Kakarrot." Vegeta finally got enough control to sound normal, folding his arms and staring across the green space of lawn leading up to the cliff behind the house. He felt rather than heard Goku approach, the larger man's bare feet soundless on the stone patio, turning and simply taking the paper-wrapped package, unfolding the paper and exposing a half dozen inch-thick T-bone steaks. Goku practically drooled, his eyes widening. "Oh man Vegeta, you certainly eat like a prince, heheh…" "Control yourself Kakarrot," Vegeta chuckled at him, "how do you want yours cooked?" He paused to take up one steak between finger and thumb, nearly drooling himself. "Uh…" Goku blinked and grinned sheepishly, "I've only ever had steak rare Vegeta," he rubbed one hand against the back of his neck, "that's as long as I can stand to wait for it to cook." Vegeta laughed outright, silently approving for other reasons, "well go make the salad then baka, I'll have these done in a few minutes." He winked at the larger man and tossed the first steak onto the fire. Vegeta shook his head at himself as he watched Goku go back into the kitchen, he was so relaxed, he didn't ever remember feeling so…content. His mind tripped through the evening's possibilities. Relaxed yes, complacent no, he grinned wolfishly at the sizzling steaks and considered other appetites. "Oh man," Goku propped his chin on his palm, grinning across the table at Vegeta, his eyes half-lidded. "That was great 'Geta…" He nearly purred before leaning back and picking up one of the bones to suck on. It was nearly his undoing. Vegeta watched lazily for a moment, eyes dilated, barely catching his tongue as it sought to wet his lips. Then tore himself from the table to gather dishes and stack them in the sink, his tail twitching nervously behind him. He crossed the portico in several long strides and disappeared down the steps. ~wow Vegeta looks good too~ Goku caught himself and blinked, teeth crunching through the chunk of bone, considering the saiya-jin prince as he chewed and swallowed noisly, dropping the other half onto his plate and wiping his hands on a napkin before moving to follow. ~He does look good…~ Goku sauntered down the steps and paused, looking for the prince and finally spotting him stretched out on the grassy slope below, hands cradling his head, knees drawn up. He flopped gracelessly next to the ouji, "Gomen Vegeta…" The words were out before he even considered what he was apologizing for. Vegeta had just seemed upset, probably disgusted with his bad manners. Goku cringed, he was so enjoying this side of Vegeta, he hadn't meant to upset him. "Saa," Vegeta rolled his head to the side to look at him and shrugged, acknowledging the apology but not any reason behind it. They lay there and watched the early evening clouds drifting in from the west, the setting sun warm on their bodies. ~I don't know what to do,~ Vegeta fought down a thread of panic, ~I want him, hell I've been flirting without even knowing it…~ His muscles twitched with the effort to stay still. ~And damnit if he isn't responding!~ Another unbidden blush threatened to creep over his cheeks and he sprang to his feet, pacing back up the slope. "Vegeta?" Goku had turned questioning eyes on him, hoping the prince wasn't now sorry he'd asked for company on this training venture. "I'll be right back, Kakarrot." Vegeta waved a hand at the other man, not quite reassuring, but not annoyed at least. He wondered briefly of his propensity to go trailing off after the prince, much the same as Goten followed along behind Trunks. He smiled as he thought of their sons, glad they had each other for friends considering their bloodlines. He and Vegeta were friends too…weren't they? Goku rolled onto his back and assumed a position much like the prince had before him, but stretching his legs out long and sighing contentedly. The sun felt comforting on his chest, and he let his eyes drift closed. *** The next sensation Goku became aware of was something cold, something slick teasing over his lower lip, something sweet. He opened his eyes to see Vegeta stretched out on his side next to him, propped on one elbow, a slowly thawing chocopop in his other hand. Vegeta trailed the frozen treat across Goku's lower lip again, smirking as the larger man's tongue darted out to lap at the smear of chocolate, bringing the ice-cream to his own mouth and sucking slowly at it. His eyes took on a curious sparkle. Goku could only stare as he watched Vegeta's lips wrap around the frozen pop, each breath becoming a little harder to take, a low groan escaping his throat as Vegeta began to lick at the drops gathering around the stick. "What's wrong Kakarrot?" Vegeta's voice teased, low and challenging, his eyes so intense that Goku could barely process the question. He felt himself tighten, a wave of warmth passing through him, "Vegeta," he barely breathed the name. The ouji froze, the sound of his name in that breathless tone sending a ripple down his spine, his tail fluffing in reaction. His mouth slowly released the ice cream, his supporting hand sliding through the grass to tangle in Goku's hair, eyes intent on the larger man, leaning and slowly bringing his cold lips to brush across perfect heat. Both moaned, eyelashes fluttering together as that heat splashed across them, mouths intent on one another as tongues reached to lick and taste. Goku slid his arm around Vegeta's waist and tugged him closer, a warm haze filling his vision, tearing his lips away to trail them along the prince's slender neck. "Saa," Vegeta pressed him back against the grass, a decidedly mischevious gleam in his eyes as he took the ice cream and sucked again, sliding his hand down to hook into the waistband of Goku's gi pants. Goku's eyes widened, trapped by the hunger in the ouji's gaze, breath catching as Vegeta slowly pushed the pants down and freed him. He was already aroused, the play of lips and tongues had sent a slow coil of fire through him. He watched helplessly as Vegeta bit the end of the icecream off with a vicious little smile, his tongue darting out to catch a droplet on his lower lip. Vegeta's fingers tightened in Goku's hair as he slowly bent his head again, this time his lips sought out another taste of the wild saiya-jin under him. His eyes half-closed as he slowly trailed his tongue up along the twitching length of hard flesh, revelling in the squirm and cry of the larger warrior. "uhhh…ahhh…Vegeta!" Goku's head fell back, his eyes glazing over at the feel of the prince's icy tongue flicking over his hard arousal. His breath stopped altogether as Vegeta's lips parted and took him deep into his mouth. The cold of the icecream combined with the hot fervor of the smaller man's teasing tongue leaving him writhing against the ground, whimpering when the hand fisted in his spikes jerked him back to lay prone again. Vegeta purred deeply, the heat and taste of the larger man contrasting wonderfully with the flavor of icecream. He held the lump of melting chocolate in the back of his mouth, continuing to tease and stroke with his tongue as his fingers trailed down to caress the strong thighs still draped with cloth. Goku's eyes clenched tightly shut as pleasure spiralled out from his groin, his head tossing restlessly as Vegeta half-pinned him to the grass. He moaned softly as the prince tilted his head slightly and swallowed the now-diminished icecream along with half of his cock. He gasped, "V-v…uhn!…'Geta!" He nearly wailed as the prince's lips travelled slowly up to the tip again before plunging down to take him even deeper. His gaze was caught by the feral smile in Vegeta's eyes as the smaller man began to lap up and down, tongue relentless in its sweet torture. Vegeta's heart was pounding, his head buzzing with pleasure as he licked and tasted the larger man. ~Kami, so sensitive…~ His eyes were heavy lidded as he watched Goku's face, the other saiya-jin's expression twisting between agony and bliss. He spent long moments licking and nibbling up and down Goku's hardened flesh, drawing out for as long as possible the wonderful sensation of hot velvet rubbing against his tongue, the soft cries of pleasure in his ears. Goku couldn't bear it any longer, hands that had clutched at the grass now slid deep into flame-dark locks of spiked hair, hips half twisting to the side as he desperately sought leverage. He bucked and thrust, rubbing the now-tingling head of his cock against the back of the prince's throat, a strangled moan of pleasure parting his lips. Vegeta growled approvingly, low in his throat, as his tongue lashed over the hot silky steel. He was rewarded by a sharp cry from the larger saiya-jin and clutched at the powerful hips as they began to spasm, moaning in delight as fresh cream bathed his tongue. He purred, his tail twining in loops and curls over his back, and slowly licked the larger saiya-jin clean. A soft whimpered "Vegeta" still ringing in his ears as he drew back to catch his breath. Goku lay limply against the ground, head back, eyes closed. Vegeta purred roughly above him and stroked his fingers gently through the wild spikes of hair splayed over the lawn. The prince chuckled to himself as he felt and heard the man's breath slowing into sleep. ~Kuso…~ he cursed himself for lack of control, he hadn't wanted the younger man to feel used, taken without consent. But Vegeta hadn't been able to stop himself when he'd seen those velvet midnight eyes so warm and caring. ~Kakarrot…~ he watched the man sleep for a few moments, eyes going sly as a realization struck him, gently tugging the gi pants back into place over licked-clean flesh. Vegeta slowly uncoiled from the ground and stretched, smirking and running a hand over the still very aroused hardness at his crotch. ~Anticipation only makes it sweeter…~ he padded up the hill and back into the villa, his eyes sparkling with intent. *** "Guh.." Goku blinked his eyes open as he found something icy pressed against the back of his throat. Vegeta chuckled down at him and let go of the chocopop, unwrapping one of his own and flopping to the grass. "Wake up, you can't be that tired, baka." The prince snorted softly as he gazed out over the valley, gloom pooling like liquid in the bottom as the sun slipped lower on the horizon. "We hardly sparred at all," Vegeta grinned over at him and ate the frozen treat in small, neat-but-vicious bites, the icecream never even having a chance to melt. Goku slurped and removed the icecream stick from his throat, blinking back at the saiya-jin prince, ~what the hell?!~ He paused and looked around; Vegeta simply crouched on the grass, seemingly no different than before, relaxed and almost happy. Images in his mind's eye recalled Vegeta licking the icecream in a most provocative fashion, nothing at all like the clipped way he consumed it now. Goku's gaze trailed down to his pants as he sucked thoughtfully on the icecream, finishing it. Not a thread out of place, he blinked sleepily, he must have dreamed…? His cheeks darkened as he noted a satisfied glow in his groin, his eyes searching desperately to see if he'd left any outward sign of the nature of his dreaming. ~Whew…~ At least Vegeta wouldn't know that he wanted him, had wanted him for a long time. He scowled to himself as he considered that, he'd always been able to keep it under control, he supposed that this new aspect of Vegeta's personality made him feel more welcome. The prince had been friendly, playful, almost as if trying to charm him. His eyes flicked up and were met by the hot jet of Vegeta's. ~Whoops…~ better to keep his brooding to himself. "How'd you know chocopops are my favorite Vegeta?" He forced a chirp into his voice, grinning to wipe away the concentrated frown of his thoughts. "Hn," Vegeta grunted at him and chewed on the now clean stick, "what else would be your favorite, baka?" The prince flashed a smile at him, slowly rising to his feet and dusting off his backside. "It gets cold up here at night, better head in…" He turned and padded slowly back up the slope to the portico steps. Goku moved to follow him, something catching his eye as he stretched. The grass lay flattened in a shallow trench, wider than his own body would have imprinted, his eyes widened as they barely made out the splash of chocolate cream across a few blades of grass. It had been a dream…hadn't it? He looked up just in time to see the tip of Vegeta's tail twitching out of sight, he scrambled to follow. ~Vegeta?~ Back to Guest Fiction Main Page / Chapter 1 / Chapter 3 |