The Saiyan Bond

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*the above is Turles but I want Retaru to also be crazily similar to Goku considering most low class warriors had familiar qualities in features amongst themselves on the Saiyan planet*
Vegeta pov
Retaru is closer.
His skin is drenched in sweat and so is mine.
I'm overcome with lust and heat so impossible to ignore as we lay together in my quarters on the ship. He kisses me deeply and I moan aloud, feeling his roaming fingers all over my chest.
I reach up and press my palms to his shoulders, clenching the muscle tightly.
"W-Taru-san! W-what if they hear?" My voice is shaky from sensation but his is so calm and confident and I love it.
He hums deeply and licks my jaw to the right, then faces me.
"Then let them."
I shiver at his ignorance and he continues to bite me here and there whilst I let out soft little squeaks and moans.
I'm trying to surprise the noises and it's all too obvious.
"Come now, my prince. Let me hear them. You know I don't like it when you disobey me."
I nod, gritting my teeth.
He pushes my legs aside his waist roughly and grinds against my member, already hard.
Only desperation between us is the thin cloths at our waist.
His tail wraps itself around my ankle as he crawls down, bringing his face to my groin.
The tail is soothing while his touch is teasing.
Fingers latch to my thighs and his tongue connects with the skin, as do his lips.
Slowly, his mouth gets closer to the clothed erection.
He nips at it through the underwear.
"Ah!"
I somehow manage to truly let out a scream of excitement and he chuckles deeply.
"Good boy."
I look away blushing angrily.
"Tch-shut up and take me"
He tsks his lips,mockingly.
"Now, now dear prince, I thought we agreed. If my little, that is you, tells daddy what to do, you have to be punished."
My eyes widen at the sudden loss of contact and loss of the lust in moment.
"Grr-we were-!"
He presses his large finger to my lips and I glance to the side apologetically.
"I'm sorry but you have to let me work when we get in such moments dear one. You need to learn your patience."
A knock is at the door and it's urgent.
Retaru leaps from the bed, his tail frantically unwrapping from my ankle.
"What is it?!"
He growls angrily.
It's Radditz. His voice is grim.
"Another mission. I'm leaving. Just letting the prince know. Sorry if I have bothered you."
It's my turn to speak now.
"Thank you, soldier. Go, and bring honor to our race."
There is a second of silence, no doubt he is nodding, and then his footsteps are heard descending the stairs.
I look back to Taru-san and he is in the washroom preparing for sleep. I sigh and roll over. I have disappointed him.
Goku pov
Vegeta is noticeably having a nightmare. I can tell from the way he moves in his sleep.
He had mentioned my brother twice and his past mate once. I'm unsure as to whether or not I should wake him.
I stare curiously at his facial features, watching in perplexity.
He squints, then relaxes.
His jaw tightens, then hangs half open and loose.
His nose wiggles, then smoothens.
His chest tenses, then relaxes. All of this in order in rounds of maybe 4?
I smile, what has he gone through? All his life he has suffered in some way. Some things in sure no other deserves to go through.
Yet he has managed to make it all the way here.
Within seconds of my thought process I realize he has awoken and his eyes stare surprised, at mine.
"W-what are you doing?"
I chuckle. "Isn't it obvious? I'm watching you sleep."
He growls, rolling his eyes and hesitantly scoots closer. "Isn't that a little strange? Even for you?"
His words say leave me alone but his actions are clingy. So I stick to his actions, knowing he has always had trouble expressing himself verbally.
"You're such a Baka, Kakarotto." He nuzzles his head against my chest with a smile and I can't help but smile too. I rest my chin atop his flame shaped hair and sigh.
"Vegeta?"
His breathe hitches.
"Yes?"
"How did you know?"
It is silent for a few moments. He is thinking.
"I felt it." He looks up to me, "I felt it the moment I met you. I just wasn't completely positive until now. You know I have difficulty with certain aspects of relationships,"
I nodd.
"I just...." He sighs and shoves his head into my chest again, "I just had to be sure"
Quickly, I wrap my arm around his waist and pull his body closer to mine with a lazy smile.
"Sorry." I mumble.
"For what?"
"You're gonna be sore tomorrow"
I can almost feel him blush.
"Tch-shut up."
"I love you."
The words tumble out almost robotically, as if I had told him multiple times and it was just routine. My brain caught up and I felt my whole body tense and freeze. Did I really say it? Did I mean it?
"I love you too." He grumbles and starts to snore. And I knew it.
I certainly meant it.