Caught in the act
“You heard me!” Bulma screamed as she walked into the living room in usual daily wear of two towels: one for her hair, one for everything else. “I need that cream for tonight, and this dress isn’t going to mend its self. Go ask chi-chi to do it, that lazy unemployed good for nothing-“she trailed off calling her the foulest things she could possibly think of.
Vegeta grunted. He hated doing Bulma’s dirty work. The dress didn’t need mending; it just had one loose string. And it would be far easier to go buy some cream from the store. none the less, Vegeta wasn’t about to make Bulma any more pissed off, for however entertaining it is to watch, she made dinner. So Vegeta took the dress in one hand and a measuring cup in the other, and set off.
As he was walking, Vegeta took a good look at the dress. It was an electric-red tube top attached to a matching six inch skirt held up with leather straps. When he got to the son-house, it appeared that no one was home, so he started to head back. But then he sensed Kakorot’s ki. It was different somehow. So he went to investigate, once, twice he knocked and got no answer. There was just something about his ki that worried Vegeta, so he barged right in.
Goku was sitting in his den, removing the packaging on an irregularly large syringe, carefully burning the evidence with ki. Just as he began feeling the familiar sensation of the ecstasy flowing into his veins when a voice from behind startled him “well, well, well. What do we have here?” Goku didn’t know weather he should remove the needle and listen, or push down releasing it all into him at once. But he decided that it was to expensive not to savor, so he silently turned around.
“So tell me Kakorot, what are you doing” Goku just looked at him, “sheesh, and they call me the stupid one” Goku accidentally said out loud. Having to bite his tongue not to make a smart-a** comment and instead asked “ok, so how much have you had?” Goku pointed to the line marking where the liquid had first begun. “This much and a whole one. I usually have three at once so…”
It wasn’t until now Vegeta realized that he could use this to his advantage. “So tell me Kakorot, does your woman know about this?” “No” Goku said, as if it were nothing more than eating an extra piece of cake. But Vegeta soon caught the bluff in his calmness when he asked if he could tell chi-chi about him doing that. The very look on his face would be enough, but Vegeta saw the potential this situation had, and continued on “well, I might decide not to tell, for a price,” Goku got on his knees and began to cry “oh god Vegeta, please don’t tell her! I’ll do anything just don’t tell!” God, if this is what he’s like after one, hate to see him after three.
“First demand,” Vegeta barked suddenly, frightening the high excuse of a saiyan bawling at his feet. “This is to be your new uniform for the rest of the day” holding up dress Bulma sent him to have fixed. Vegeta wasn’t expecting Goku to just change right in front of him, just a little added bonus. The mini-skirt sure did bring out his wonderfully-shaped a**. “Second demand, strip me slowly, rubbing your hands down every surface of my body, and any complaining and chi-chi knows everything.” Goku just didn’t seem to get why this so bad.
“And finally, you’ve gotta be my sex toy for the rest of the day.” Goku’s eyes lit up “toy!? Like those cute little soldiers? I love toys!! I’ve always wanted to be one!!” Vegeta almost felt bad doing this to someone like this but he was already becoming slightly hard just thinking about it so he when on with it.
Goku still didn’t understand, not until Vegeta began sucking on his lower lip. Vegeta didn’t know how long he would have this partner, but he still intended tasting every different taste Goku had to offer, seeing how many different sounds he could force out of him. He began at the mouth, sucking and playing with the scared tongue. It tasted so sweet, for Vegeta had been longing for a taste similar to his for decades. As he finished, he recorded his findings
“So far that’s four noises and two tastes. Good start.” he slowly began tracing his own tongue down the creases of Goku’s well built body. His sweat like candy, skin like fire, god Vegeta needed more, all of it! He tore all the clothes off Goku at once, exposing all that hot skin, loving every inch, longing to taste it all at once. Vegeta soon realized how sensitive nipples Goku had, and began tongues and teasing the hardening skin.
Goku had no idea what was going on. His whole body felt so good that it would just be nice but he didn’t understand why c**k hurt so badly is. It needed touch, so finally he howled “touch it!” Vegeta looked up, and saw that Goku had begun to drip. He immediately changed positions so his mouth was over the throbbing organ. Vegeta purred as his mouth began to fill up, and the interesting noises Goku made then!
“Ok, now that’s four tastes and thirty-seven noises” then Vegeta realized why he was here. He looked over at the dress, it was in shards. “Well that half the mission is ruined. Kakorot, go get the cream from you fridge.” Goku returned with the cream and a spoon. “What’s the spoon for?” Vegeta asked. Goku pointed at the ground. “Down” he said sternly. Vegeta quickly obeyed. Goku held the unopened carton in both hands, and shook with all his might. Then he opened the carton and began dropping spoonfuls of whipped cream onto the prince.
Good aim made it so all but one spoonful hit the prince, and all but three were on his c**k. Goku was smart though, playing with the cream with his finger until Vegeta begged. Then he slowly began to lick the cream off, savoring each bit. Eventfully, Goku finished all the cream, but pouted because he hadn’t made Vegeta drip. “That’s ok, Kakorot, that was very good. You get a reward for that.
Vegeta looked down at his helpless toy and smirked. Gently at first, he began pressing himself into Goku’s entrance. Goku just sat there loving it as he began getting filled up. Vegeta pulled out, just about to lick his mate clean when a voice over-head called out “ok, boys, that’s enough. You can stop now.
Vegeta looked up in horror; chi-chi was taping all this!? “What in the hell are you doing woman?” Vegeta demanded “good god, Vegeta, didn’t you know? We had all been planning this since chi-chi got laid off. It was a trick to get money. “You didn’t tell him this was all a fake?” chi-chi growled in a pissy tone “ha! I didn’t need to, he did it all on his own.” All a fake, Vegeta wouldn’t believe this. “But the drug- “water” Bulma added in “and being high” Goku smiled “isn’t I a good actor.” Vegeta was far from just embarrassed. As the girls when to go sell the footage, Goku stayed with Vegeta “do worry, the way she spends money, she gonna need us to do this a lot.” he bent down and gave Vegeta a long, passionate kiss. Maybe there was hope after a
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