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Vegeta groaned, his already death-like grip on the blanket over his head only intensifying as the night went on. Now he would be getting his well-deserved rest if it wasn't for a certain Saiyan, quietly whispering his name over and over to the point of exhaustion. His eye twitched, that small vein on his temple throbbing as Goku just wouldn't stop. Vegeta stopped replying a while ago, the thirty-minute mark of Goku’s insistent babbles and questions enough for Vegeta just to shut his eyes and pray to the Gods that Goku would eventually fall asleep, and of course didn't happen and probably won't happen for a while. Or at least until his sanity remains intact.
“Vegeta. Vegeta.” Vegeta ignored him, curling around himself as he attempted to fall asleep for the umpteenth time. They both just finished training on Beerus’ planet for God's know how long, immediately crashing into their shared sleeping quarters; he didn't need this.“Ve-ge-ta.” Okay, now he was just messing with him for sure. He growled a warning that didn't even scathe Goku. “‘geta—” Vegeta sighed, uncovering his heated face to drowsily reply, always eventually succumbing to the other Saiyan’s antics in one way or another. He lazily turned over to face that grating voice, propping himself up with an arm, expecting to see Goku stupidly grin at him or something. But that wasn't the case, he looked like something was on his mind, brows furrowed with plush lips narrowed into a thin line in thought. A short burst of air softly puffed out of his nostrils in mild frustration and confusion. Whatever it is, it better be worthwhile.
“What is it now, Kakarot?” He questioned, perking a brow at the man crisscrossed across from him, rocking back and forth tentatively. “There’s.. Uhm.” Goku sounded nervous. Round, pleading eyes met with narrow ones. Vegeta only narrowed his eyes even further, “Spit it out now or I'm going back to sleep.” An empty threat for sure, knowing he was awake and listening the whole time but Goku didn't need to know that. Goku widened his eyes, reverting to that puppy-like look as a whine in protest left the back of his throat. “ 'Dunno how to explain it! There's somethin’ like.. Weird in between my legs!” He exclaimed, balling his fists into the blanket covering his lap.
Vegeta couldn't be more confused, his scowl dropping completely as his whole body stiffened. “You... What..? You said what?" What should he even think, no— what should he even do? He must've finally gone insane from the lack of sleep, and Goku wasn't helping one bit, going uncharacteristically silent in response to Vegeta’s shift in demeanor. “Kakarot?" Vegeta honestly wanted to just go to sleep. “Jus’ come here!” Goku whined, fiddling with the blanket even more as he kept now burning eye contact with the prince. “Why should I?” Vegeta scoffed out as he rested his palm against his cheek, looking away; just as he always does whenever he's around Goku. “Vege—” Goku bit his lip mid-sentence, “Vegeta, come on! I'll stop bothering you—promise.” Now that made Vegeta consider checking out whatever the hell Goku had going on. It obviously had something to do with his Crotch but well, Vegeta has seen worse. All this poor man wanted was his hours of sleep.
There was a long pause, a pause Vegeta had purposely made hoping that there was a possibility that Goku would simply say 'never mind!' and go to sleep, but that never came, instead, another whine came from the younger Saiyan, eyes intense and full of emotion as ever. Vegeta glanced back at Goku, his eyes almost painfully rolling back into his skull as he begrudgingly pushed himself up, slowly sliding out of the bed and soon enough plopping down on Goku’s bed, right next to the other Saiyan.
He cleared his throat at the proximity, briefly looking away to calm the uprising heat on his cheeks. “Alright. I'm here now, happy?" He mocked, frowning when Goku just nodded happily, a small smile now blossoming on that cute face of his. “Shut up.” Vegeta sighed, ignoring the fact that no sound was even made by the other man. A hand came to rest over Vegeta’s and a violent jolt racked his shoulders. “What do you think you're..?” Goku ignored him, though truthfully, not on purpose, “Here—see look..” Goku guided the trembling pliant hand over his lap, shuddering a bit when that same hand silently plucked the piece of fabric off without protest.
And Oh.. Oh. Well, Vegeta wasn't wrong. It definitely had something to do with the other man's crotch, but he didn't expect to be exposed to Goku’s massive erection poking through that obnoxious orange gi of his. He blinked, narrow eyes widening at the absolute mouthwatering sight. He glanced up at Goku, his expression way too innocent for what was throbbing between his legs at the moment. “I.. I see what you're talking about now.” Vegeta flushed a light pink, refusing to look away from Goku’s face. “It.. It hurts.” Goku murmured, instinctively rolling his hips when an ungloved hand came to rest on his burning inner thigh. Vegeta bit his bottom lip hard squeezing his legs tight.
What a situation to be in.
Nothing even happened yet and Goku was already sweating, “‘Geta.. Please.” Please what? Goku himself didn't even know. All he felt in that head of his was heat, the sudden sensation only intensifying so much when Vegeta had simply sat next to him let alone touched him. Vegeta swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. “Please what, Kakarot?” Goku had gently taken Vegeta’s hand in his grasp again, hovering it over his boner. “I don't know.. Jus’.. Touch me here, please?” Vegeta let out a shaky breath and hesitantly nodded, finding a new sudden confidence to scoot closer to Goku, right against his bicep as his hand rested on Goku’s inner thigh once more. “Let's get these off of you." He cocked a brow, looking up at Goku and lightly pulling at the fabric of his gi pants, and with no hesitation the younger Saiyan soon shimmied out of his pants, flushing when Vegeta ran a hand over his twitching dick. “These too, Kakarot."
Vegeta adorned his cheeky smirk at Goku’s sudden bashfulness, finding it humorous that Goku could willingly flash him no problem while pissing in the woods or wherever most convenient, but blushed like a saint at this. It was cute in a way. “Do I have to?” Goku whined, whined he just kept whining. Vegeta snorted, playing with the hem of Goku's boxers. “If you want me to help out with your little ‘issue’ then yes, you have to.” obviously Vegeta thought, rolling his eyes momentarily at how stupid Goku can be sometimes.
Goku blinked, puffing out his cheeks and pouting. Not liking Vegeta’s tone. “Fine, whatever.” He huffed, yelping as his boxers were suddenly pulled down, finally freeing that monster of a cock, drooling all over his stomach with messy pre-cum. And..oh God's. Vegeta had to keep from salivating, keeping his composure the best he could, his red-hot cheeks giving away what both needed to know regardless. Not that he wasn't expecting Goku to have a big package or anything,–many fantasies saying the exact opposite.–but seeing the real thing right in front of his eyes! Were doing so many things in so many parts of his body. Still, he couldn't help but tease the other man. “Weren't you just begging me to touch you? Now you want to act like a brat?” Vegeta playfully spoke, eye's completely for the record, not shameful at all as he stared only at Goku's dick.
“‘m not a brat!” Goku started fussing, soon momentarily short-circuiting as Vegeta wrapped a firm, calloused hand around the thick base of his cock. Vegeta’s whole body shivered, his hand barely able to even fist Goku’s dick, the girth feeling heavy as ever on his palm, throbbing heavily as he gave the base a small squeeze. “Vegeta!” Goku cried, mewling when Vegeta dragged his hand up to the tip, "Vegeetaa—Mmmmffmgh!” His round, wet eyes widened, and a searing hot kiss muffled his moan when Vegeta moved that same burning hand back down, smearing all of that sticky pre over his dick. Goku returned the kiss the best he could with the limited knowledge he had, the only idea of a kiss he had as of now being Chi-Chi’s quick pecs to the lips from time to time, leaving him with Vegeta pretty much being his first proper kiss. He blushed even more, the tips of his ears burning and gasping as Vegeta pulled away, the hand over his dick tightening as it easily gilded back up.
Vegeta chuckled, licking the corner of his lips as if he had just eaten a delicious snack. “You need to work on your kissing.” Is all he said, ever so slightly speeding up his hand, focusing more on the tip as he lazily flicked his wrist, jutting the foreskin over and over. Goku felt dizzy, already desperate for more of Vegeta’s lips, diving down to capture the smaller Saiyan in his own initiated kiss. They slowly swallowed each other's moans, slick spit dripping down Goku’s chin as he quickly caught on, mewling and panting heavily into Vegeta’s mouth as that wicked wrist flicked, squeezing all in the right places and speeding up, and up, and up, just to slow down again and take him all the way back to the beginning. It was mind-numbing, his hips rutting on their own, wailing when Vegeta shoved his hips back down with his other hand.
“‘Geta.. V’getaaa—hhhhaaahhgh!” Goku sniffled, the sensations overwhelming him in the best way he could ever imagine. “Feels good doesn't it?" Vegeta popped off of Goku’s lips with a smirk, breaking the string of saliva to kiss the corner of Goku’s mouth. “Mmmmhmm!” Goku could only nod hazily, his mouth left stupidly agape as drool carelessly dripped onto his tits, his eyes drooping as they lidded. Vegeta’s chest swelled in pride, the praise and Goku’s reactions alone motivating him more than enough to continue.
Vegeta’s continuous teasing finally stopped, tugging Goku’s dick at a firm pace, unrelenting as he went up then down then up again, and again, and again. He couldn't help but find it adorable that Goku was so desperate to capture their lips together over, and over, lips cutely swollen and pink. His hand squeezed once more, Goku’s dick felt so good to hold, he could do this all day honestly. Milking Goku of everything till he's a whiny mess. “Vegeta! Vegeta, Vegeta vegetaaaa—” Goku chanted his name like a desperate prayer, “I-I i.. Feel s-someth–mmmgh!” Goku sobbed, crying out when Vegeta still wouldn't let him thrust his hips, shivering when he felt a kiss press against his ear. “I know I know, just let it go–” Goku wailed, gripping the sheet underneath his clenched fists. “i-im I'm I'm–! mmmgffgh—” Vegeta hushed him with a smooch, muffling Goku’s sob as he flicked his wrist one last time, releasing the kiss with a ‘pop!’ to watch Goku finally orgasm.
And what a sight it was, white, thick cum spurted all over his hand, the rest of it finding its way all over Goku's tits and stomach, It seemed like it wouldn't stop, ropes and ropes of cum continuously pumping out of his throbbing dick as Goku mewled hot tears of relief, one last weak jolt ending the almost endless amount of spunk. Goku sniffled and panted, moaning as Vegeta kept moving his hand, lazily running up and down his length in an almost comforting manner, coursing out every bit of release possible. He looked–to put it lightly–absolutely wrecked, left hiccupping and gasping at the aftershocks. Vegeta hummed, moving his hand to massage under Goku's balls, moving back up to fondle one of Goku's heavy breast-like pecs, causing him to squeak and tremble. “Will you let me sleep now?’ Vegeta spoke sarcastically, not even tired anymore, especially after all that.
Goku paused for a second before whining again, still having the strength to roll his hips. “‘M sorry y’ can’t.” Goku slurred, still incredibly needy as it seems by his still hard dick. Vegeta rolled his eyes, horny bastard. “And why not?" Goku spread his legs lazily, “‘Cuz I still feel weird…” He said with such innocence you wouldn't believe what he was just doing a minute ago. Vegeta snorted, “I see how it is, you get pampered once and now you expect to be spoiled huh?” He removed his hands completely, moving to sit in front of Goku, watching Goku morph into a fuss once more. “Hey! You ‘greed t’ help!" He whined, spreading his legs even more, no shame in sight, displaying his proudly standing dick, “Please?” Goku put on the best puppy eyes he could, perking out his bottom lip to hammer in the point.
Vegeta widened his eyes in disbelief, now he just taught this idiot how to manipulate people, or.. maybe that was just him. Regardless, the way Vegeta had eagerly taken Goku's girth back into the palm of his hand had him doubting if it really just was him. “Let me ask you something Kakarot," Vegeta huffed, pumping that rigid cock as he bent down, Goku seemed confused for a bit at the random question, furrowing a brow and opening his mouth to respond; quickly shutting it back closed and groaning deep into his throat at the wet sensation on his dick. “—Has Chi-chi ever done this?" Vegeta sounded smug as he muffled himself on Goku, not waiting for a reply and swallowing around his dick Goku's wail rang in his ears as he only went further; his eyes fluttered to a close and he gagged himself on the twitching member.
Goku couldn't stop gasping, desperately humping Vegeta's face, trembling fists finding their way into the other's hair, thighs following suit, and tightly squeezing around Vegeta's head, completely trapping the other in a thick cage of muscle. He exchanged between moaning and whispering Vegeta's name like a prayer. “V-V’gettttaahhhghg–” He thursted up once more, whining because Vegeta just wasn't going quick enough. Vegeta swallowed, gazing up at Goku with such beautifully lidded eyes that even Goku felt dizzy from. Persistent small gags formed every time Goku humped up into his mouth, he could only moan and Goku just couldn't stop. Vegeta’s hot, moist devil of a mouth is not possible to compare to anything he's ever felt. He couldn't even reply to Vegeta's little jab at him, pure static in his fuzzy head; unable to look away from the smaller saiyan’s daring look as spit and drool pooled around his pubic hairs.
A frustrating moan slithered out of Goku, fisting the hairs of the prince all the way to the scalp, not one ounce of patience in his movements as he forced Vegeta's head up, soaking up the gasp that came, that same mouth curving into a condescending smirk. “Oh? What's wrong Kaka—Mmhhf!?” Goku shut him up with his dick, stuffing the prince’s face with the same cock he'd been drooling over all this time. He knew by now that, that was very clear. He grew a cocky confidence that he'd really only have if he were in Super Saiyan.
Goku sobbed as Vegeta just took it, Vegeta didn't protest at all, eyes squeezing shut as his hair was tugged up and down and up and down, moaning in delight at the painful grip Goku had on his tender scalp, which only spurred the other man further, the vibrations of Vegeta's sloppy gags and gasps finding their way right to his throbbing dick. He met with Vegeta’s eyes once more and he couldn't take it anymore, shaking his head back and forth and nearly crushing Vegeta's head in his meaty thighs. “O-oh Vegeta—I can't- I can'tIcan't I—!” He screamed, pink tongue sticking out and head desperately tilting back as he reached his peak once more, forcefully shoving Vegeta’s head as down as possible while he happily rolled his hips, mewling in absolute delight every time he felt Vegeta's throat contract around his dick.
His hot, heavy load pumped down Vegeta's willing throat like honey, every time he swallowed, denting his strained throat and giving Vegeta no choice but to gulp it down and breathe in Goku's heavy scent. He had been absolutely wrung, drool dripping down and onto his chin as he humped Vegeta's spent mouth a few more times before completely collapsing, falling onto the bed, and panting out thick, hot air.
Vegeta slowly raised, making sure to slurp on his way up, licking his lips and swallowing the leftover spunk left in his mouth, tasting Goku all over his tongue and throat. Said man opened his eyes and was met with Vegeta's face, slowly blinking and stupidly giggling when Vegeta ran a hand down his perky chest. “So, how was that Kakarot? Hm?” He prodded, pressing closer to Goku's ditzy face. “Gooddd, Reallyy reallyyyy goodd.” The younger man drawled, drooping his head to the side and ending his sentence with a moan while Vegeta only chuckled, long-lost pride swelling in his royal chest. “Good. You should only expect such from a prince such as myself." He jested, cocking his head to the side playfully.
Goku copied his movement, snickering away as always before wrapping his arms around Vegeta's neck and tugging it down. “Kiss, Kiss please.” He pouted again, humming in delight as plush lips pressed against his without protest. That sappy prick Vegeta snorted away in his head before pulling back, as quickly as it started, “I think that's enough for today.” Vegeta spoke with no venom, a fondness to all ears present as he ran his eyes down Goku's body, dark rounded eyes full of a lust-filled foggy mess as well as probably his head by now.
The man under him whined, shaking his head, albeit with no haste. “Nooo– ’geta come onn” Goku shook his head even more, eyes squeezed shut and face ablaze, moaning and rolling his hips at the lightest touch to his cheek. “You should look at yourself right now.” Vegeta laughed, pinching Goku's cheek, and laughing even more at his yelp. “I'm going to sleep. In case you forgot, we're on Beerus’ planet, we've got training in the morning.” He rolled his eyes at Goku's unrelenting pout, shoving a hand down against that same face and muffling Goku's protests. And before Goku could try and convince him further, Vegeta had already tucked himself in as if nothing had happened between them, blanket over his head soon accompanied by loud, groggy snores. Goku sighed to himself, smiling away and looking over himself over and over, a phantom touch of Vegeta's expertise present as his spent dick twitched.
He pushed their beds together that night, spooning and nuzzling up against a very awake Vegeta.