In Your Dreams

Chapter 43

In Your Dreams: Chapter 43

''Kakarotto.''

Goku froze and his eyes widened as his breath stilled in his throat. He could feel the blood rush to his face and his skin break out in gooseflesh as the feeling of being watched suddenly swept over him. The Saiyajin wasn't sure whether he was embarrassed at being caught in the act, or relieved. He could have used some help, after all.

Still, the silence seemed overwhelming as Goku slowly turned his head to glance behind him, and he nearly choked when he confirmed that Vegeta was indeed standing only a few feet away.

The prince appeared both annoyed and amused, but based on the slight trembling of his hands, Goku could tell he was also aroused. His scent alone was a dead giveaway.

''What do you think you're doing out here alone in your condition? I could smell your reek miles away!''

Goku wrinkled his nose at the apparent insult, and it was only when the older man began to approach that he remembered his current position. The younger man hastily slipped his fingers from inside his own body and unwrapped his tail from where it still sat coiled around his hardened member. Slender legs closed from their previously splayed position in an attempt to preserve a portion of his modesty.

Vegeta chuckled at the effort. It was too late. He'd already seen what his mate had been doing, and he wasn't going to deny that the sight of the younger man pleasuring himself had aroused him to the point of discomfort. Still, it wasn't safe for Kakarotto to be out in the middle of the night alone, and he wasn't sure if it was coincidence or just plain instinct that led the other man so close to Vegeta's current location. He and Trunks had set up their capsule house only a mile from this spot.

The older man's nostrils flared as he moved to stand in front of Goku, whose eyes were downcast as he fought a raging blush that colored his cheeks. His mate's scent was as strong as ever, and he could tell the other man was in extreme discomfort, much like himself. Fortunately for Vegeta he'd been through several ruts before and had learned to control his urges for the most part; though he was having a great deal of trouble fighting his instincts around Kakarotto. He'd never encountered such an irresistible specimen before, and he doubted he ever would again.

Black eyes surveyed the younger man's form, and Vegeta felt an overwhelming urge to hold the trembling body that sat hunched against the tree, but he knew once he made contact his control would slip. For Goku's sake, he couldn't allow that to happen.

Vegeta turned away slightly and regarded his mate from the corner of his eye. ''Go home, Kakarotto.''

He'd only taken one step before he felt something grab him. The prince looked back and was surprised to find Goku on his hands and knees with one trembling hand wrapped around his booted ankle. Large black eyes were looking up at him with a desperate and pleading expression, and the older man found himself unable to pull away.

''Please, Vegeta...'' Goku's voice was strained and raspy. ''I need you.''

Again the prince felt his body lurch toward the other Saiyajin, but he jerked himself to a stop before he could move even one step. ''No. You know we can't. The risk of----''

''I don't care anymore!'' Goku interrupted. The younger man shuffled closer to his mate on his knees and wrapped both arms around Vegeta's waist to keep him from fleeing. He purred and waved his tail around behind him to spread his scent as he rubbed his cheek against the other Saiyajin's hip. It was an instinctual move that Saiyajins used to mark what was theirs with their unique musk.

The prince swallowed hard and slowly lowered a trembling hand to the other's hair, where he buried his fingers within the dark locks. He knew he wouldn't last much longer at this rate.