Bound to you.

Connection.

Returning home after the funeral, the car journey wasn't as silent this time, music played and the four talked amongst themselves. They had made a stop half way for something to eat, all four exhausted as they had to make many stops as Bulma needed so many toilet breaks. She glared as they had suggested if she could wait till they get to next services, they had to endure a five minute rant how it's impossible for a pregnant woman to do so. The men learnt quickly enough after that, to stop soon as she requested and to never question a pregnant woman again. Arriving back at the apartment, they all stumbled to their rooms. Vegeta laid in bed staring at the ceiling, whilst Goku stripped down and crawled into bed next to him.

"What's on your mind?" Goku asked he could see the sadness in Vegeta's eyes.

"It's just...after my mother passed away, I've never experienced anyone else care for me as much as you have." He smiled looking up at Goku. "And I'm scared of losing those close to me, it hurt when my dad walked out my life..."

"Hey." Goku leaned in their lips barely touching. "I'm not going anywhere, I'm always going to be by your side." He wiped away stray tear that trickled down Vegeta's cheek. "I promised you that on your hospital bed, you mean the world to me." He planted a delicate kiss on Vegeta's lips. He slowly parted their lips and looked deeply into his lovers eyes, the windows to their soul. The world stopped for a second as they fell into the deep galaxy of their onyx coloured eyes. Full of zest and promises to one another, such deep connection felt within.

Vegeta rested a hand behind Goku's head as he pulled him for a deeper kiss. Their lips parted allowing their tongues to delve inside their mouths, their tongues twirling around the other, savouring their tastes. Vegeta pulled back and gasped feeling Goku's hand snake under his pants, rubbing his cock. His body writhed feeling Goku plant delicate kisses down the side of his neck, Goku  started to suck and lick around the nape area. Causing the hairs on the back of Vegeta's neck to raise, his skin prickled and shivers were felt down his spine as Goku's lips left a feathery touch against his skin. "Kaka-" his lips were sealed with a delicate kiss.

"Shh." Goku soothed between their parted lips, he traced his soft delicate kisses along Vegeta's jawline. He loved every part of his fiancé's body, his alluring musky scent, and captivating toned out figure; just everything about him was highly addictive. Vegeta's cock hardened in his hand as he continued to rub. "I love you." He purred. His hands tugged and pulled down Vegeta's pants, whilst trailing his kisses downwards towards the twitching cock.

Vegeta's body shivered beneath the luscious body that was pleasuring him with light touches. He rocked his hips against Goku wantonly as he felt Goku pull his pants off. His head thrashed back onto the pillows, mouth ajar as he felt his cock being engulfed in the warm wet heat. His mind in pure bliss, firm hands holding onto the sides of hips, tingling sensation traveled through in waves of pleasure. His fingers glided through Goku's hair whilst he enjoyed his cock being sucked.

Goku slid his mouth up to the head, teasing the slit with his tongue. His hand trailed from Vegeta's hip to the balls, lightly massaging them as he continued to suck and lick the head of the cock.

Vegeta let out some incoherent sounds, his body quivered, heat radiating from his lower stomach; he thrusted himself into Goku's mouth pleadingly.

Goku released the cock from his mouth, licking the tip down to the base and back up to the tip. His other hand roamed down, holding the shaft as Goku planted rough kisses down Vegeta's cock. Rewarding him with low moans from his lover, he planted his kisses down to the ball sack, lightly sucking them before releasing them from his mouth to focus on the taut skin. His tongue massaged against the perineum, savouring the subtle salty sweet taste as his tongue trailed down to the tight hole. His hands palmed Vegeta's cock stroking it long firm strokes, as his tongue brushed against the entrance.