Goku's POV
After our make out session, it was time to talk to Vegeta. I never knew I was attracted to males, but he seriously brings me out of myself. He makes me want to be confident, assertive and speak my mind. I feel his sadness, his excitement and his happiness when he's around and all I want to do is claim him and mark him as my own.
We both laid on the bed, panting from exhaustion - as though we had just had a sparring match, but we have this effect on each other. I always thought it was always going to be him and Bulma and me and chi chi, but I had never experienced true feelings since this. Before, if someone had rejected me it was easy - just get over it and train more, no big deal. But with Vegeta I feel like if he rejected me now my life would have no purpose because I'd never be able to feel the contentment that I feel when I have him around.
"Vegeta. We need to talk" I spoke, affectionately placing my arm onto his.
"There's nothing to talk about. That will never ever happen again do you understand me? You are never to touch me again, I'm not into you like that kakarot." He said through gritted teeth while pushing my arm away. I looked into his eyes to see if he was telling the truth - if he actually did not want me and I saw nothing but sincerity and anger.
I placed my head down and nodded, tears falling down my cheeks. Vegeta was my mate, we were both Saiyan and there was nothing wrong with it. I'm in love with him and the only person who can make me feel this way hates me.
"If that's how you feel about me then fine. But tell me, does this feel so wrong?" I questioned, looking deep into Vegeta's eyes.
"What are you talking about you baka?" He snapped angrily.
I hungrily yet gently smashed my lips against his, immediately feeling butterflies entering the pit of my stomach - the kind where you feel a good kinda nervous. He relaxed into the kiss and placed his hands on my cheeks when I eventually broke the kiss to test Vegeta. I saw a look of disappointment spread across his face but he quickly covered it up and blushed at what he had just been doing - with me. I could tell this was weird for him, finding out that I was his mate and suddenly having to go from insulting me to kissing me, where as I have always been nice to Vegeta.
"I guess if it feels wrong we should stop." I spoke.
He looked at me in disbelief and then scoffed. I then proceeded to take off my top, it was way too hot in here and being a Saiyan with my mate, when they are not claimed it gets really hot, basically trying to get you to mate - Saiyan instincts. I never knew mates actually existed, but it's right what they say. It's an indescribable feeling, a feeling of rush and a good kind of anxiety, I can't get enough of it. It never fades either, all I do is crave more, and as stubborn as Vegeta is he must want me as a whole too; sometimes Vegeta just needs a push. He tried to act like he didn't care that I was half naked, but I saw his eyes wandering to my muscles, and trailing to my abs making me automatically smirk.
