𝗧𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗜𝗻 𝗦𝗮𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗲; 𝗚𝗼𝗸𝘂 𝘅 𝗩𝗲𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗮

"It's Not Like That!"

Nightfall encapsulated Beerus' planet; stars brought little light with their faint presence as several moons watched over the swaying trees.

The rest of the day went by smoothly - aside from a few arguments and minor fist fights. Now Vegeta was finally alone. No more Goku until tomorrow. Thank Kami .

Goku's absence allowed Vegeta to take care of himself as his body reminisced about his wife's touch. It's been too long . He palmed his hardening cock through his boxers, grunting at the slight relief.

"Fuck..." Vegeta gasped, pulling the cobalt fabric down enough for his hand to grasp hold of his erection.

It became an almost nightly routine for the prince; stroke himself off and fantasise about his beautiful wife before sleeping. It's been months since he's been intimate with Bulma, so all his sexual desires haven't been tended to. He's almost forgotten the feeling of her touch.

The sound of the door creaking open rang crisp in Vegeta's ears. He also noticed light from the hallway peaking into his dark room - but he couldn't care less. This feels too good.

Vegeta did his usual technique; fist his cock at a moderate pace, occasionally swipe his thumb over the sensitive tip and tug on his balls. The pleasure from his hand and the sensual imagery in his mind made his body surge, bringing him closer to the edge.

A bitten off moan of Bulma's name escaped his lips before his body tensed and shook. Thick strings of pearly fluid spurted from his cock, landing on his stomach. Vegeta pulled his hand away from his over-sensitive arousal because if he didn't, he knew he'd make a lot of noise.

Vegeta laid there in a blissful silence. His heart pounded against his ribs as he fought for his breath back. Normally, the prince would be a little embarrassed for finishing quite quickly, but there was no one watching him and the explicit mental imagery of Bulma bouncing on his cock was too much to handle.

"Why were you playing with your wiener?"

Goku's curious tone immediately set off Vegeta's fight or flight response. He covered himself with the covers to prevent Goku from staring at his flaccid cock.

Why the fuck did he phrase it like that?! And how long had he been standing there?

"Fuck off, Kakarot!" Vegeta spat; face burning a vivid scarlet. "You're not supposed to be in here!"

Please don't tell me we're going to be roommates...

Goku stared dumbfounded. "Uh... Whis told me that this is my room, 'Geta." He clarified. "I didn't think I'd see you doing that ." The sight of Vegeta's hand rapidly fisting his cock was still fresh in Goku's mind - just thinking about it made heat rise to his cheeks.

A loud, crisp slap rang through the air from Vegeta face-palming himself so brutally. "For Fuck's sake!" The prince yelled before letting out an exasperated sigh and dragging his hand down his face. "This never happened, Kakarot. You saw nothing ." Vegeta's warning tone and piercing glare made Goku nervous.

Goku audibly swallowed and nodded before heading to bed, kicking off his boots and avoiding any conversation.

Vegeta laid on his back for a while, staring blankly at the ceiling. Tch. I can't believe the bastard saw that! And he just had to phrase that question in such a childish way! How old is he?

Vegeta glanced over to find Goku spread out like a starfish, snoring away.

Idiotic third class.

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Scenic, pleasing, picturesque: perfectly cut cerulean grass shrouded around the lake, swaying slightly despite the humidity. Tall trees covered in violet leaves stood on the other side of the lake, watching Whis guide his trainees along the coral concrete pathway.

"This is where we will begin our training." Whis gestured to the open grass.

Goku lit up immediately after the angel's announcement. "Yay! We really get to start now?!" He almost jumped up from the ground from the excitement surging through his body.

Vegeta, however, stood deep in his thoughts. His mind replayed last night's events. Kakarot had watched me masturbate. At first, the prince thought the idiot had walked in after his orgasm.

But then... Vegeta remembered the door opening randomly during the act...

Goddamnit! I should've stopped! He knew that he couldn't have stopped, even with all his will power.

"Vegetaaaaaa!" Goku's sing-song voice snapped the prince out his thoughts.

"Hn." Vegeta grunted, refusing to look the third class in the eye.

Sighing, Whis repeated himself. "Both of you will begin by a simple sparring match, for now." He made sure Vegeta was paying attention before continuing. "There's something I need to attend to. Please try not to destroy Beerus' world."

Vegeta felt his blood turn cold. He nodded, unable to answer. He's going to talk about last night, isn't he?!

"It seems you're both content with that," Whis eyed them both. "I'll be on my way then." And with that, he left both saiyans alone.

"Man, I sure can't wait to see what Whis has in store for us!" Goku beamed as he proceeded with his typical stretches. "Aren't you excited, Vegeta?" He queried, taking notice of Vegeta's tense stature.

Vegeta didn't respond. Instead, the prince cracked his knuckles and avoided any eye contact. Why am I getting so worked up?

Goku raised a brow, becoming suspicious of his friend's peculiar behaviour. "What's wrong? Is it about last night? I'm sorry for not knocking!" He laughed.

All of Vegeta's blood rushed to his face; his jaw tightened as a wave of frustration and embarrassment washed over him.

"I don't see what the big deal is, 'Geta."

Please stop talking.

"It's not the first time I've seen it !"

When were the other times?!

"I mean, I don't get why you were touching it like that -"

"That's enough!" Vegeta firmly scolded, bearing his teeth and piercing through Goku with his penetrating glare.

Goku held his hands up in defence; "Woahh, calm down! Ya don't gotta be like that!" Why is he being so weird about it?

"Of course I'm acting like this, Kakarot!" Rage consumed Vegeta's body, forcing his embarrassment to dissipate. "You fucking stood there and watched me jerk off like some pervert!"

It was now Goku's turn to feel uncomfortable. "Pervert? It's not like that, Vegeta!" He defended; heat rising to his cheeks.

"Did you enjoy the view, Kakarot? Would you like me to invite you to watch, next time?" Vegeta fuelled Goku's embarrassment.

Goku sheepishly covered his scarlet face with his hands. "No! It's not like that!" His whining tone of voice wasn't making the situation better for him.

"Oh, really? " Vegeta reared his head back. "Because you sure were getting an eyeful of my cock!" He instantly regretted the words that had left his mouth.

Both saiyans were absolutely speechless; neither dared to speak in fear of their argument making an unwanted turn.

As much as Goku wanted to explain and redeem himself to Vegeta, he could only look away with a vivid scarlet face and hope Whis will return soon...