Maintaining
By Pixelgoddess

Warnings: Yaoi, Yuri. Smut. Violence, rape, angst, sap. A Goku that started out cheerful, but is now as angst-filled as Vegeta. A nice dyke Chichi.
Pairings: Goku/Vegeta, Radditz/Vegeta, Chichi/OC. (Okay, okay, I don't like original characters either, but I think you will forgive me. Besides, she won't mess with your favorite Saiyans at all.) Maybe some other pairs if the mood strikes me.
Summary: Vegeta's life has begun to fall apart, his control slipping away. Will Goku be able to help him hold on, or will he become another victim of Vegeta's past? Yaoi - G/V, R/V, Yuri - CC/OC
Disclaimer: Of course I don't own them. Honestly. How could you think that? I am a goddess, not an extremely wealthy Japanese man.

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Chapter 28 - Wet

Vegeta tangled his fingers in Kakarott's hair, drawing him closer so he could attack his companion's lips. He could feel the raging and confused emotions of the younger Saiyan. He had known Kakarott would be pleased about his decision, but he also felt how hurt and betrayed he had been by the asshole.

Kakarott had the amazing ability to turn enemies into friends, but Vegeta doubted someone he trusted had ever rejected him. Sometimes he thought Kakarott trusted too easily.

Even now - even as Kakarott was purring as his mouth was devoured - he could feel the turmoil in the younger Saiyan. His companion was struggling to ignore his ache, but the traitor had shaken him more than Vegeta had thought possible. Vegeta had been betrayed in the past - it was nothing new for him. This might be the first time it had happened to Kakarott and now he was confused and hurt - even questioning this.

Vegeta hated how it felt - it was almost a physical pain. He didn't want that hurt to come back out of him, echoing and repeating his suffering, making Kakarott feel even worse, so he deliberately blocked off much of his side of the bond in order to protect his companion.

He coiled his tail around his companion's, ruffling and bristling his fur. Vegeta wrapped a leg around him, pulling him close, grinding their arousals together. He smirked inwardly - Kakarott had to press their bodies togethher, or else he would fall off the edge of the damned couch.

Vegeta could hear enough of his thoughts to know how bewildered Kakarott was at his behavior. He gave a lecherous grin as he visualized having Kakarott totally at his mercy. The poor baka didn't know what to do when Vegeta was the one doing the seducing. He resisted the urge to chuckle - Radditz was just the same - kept trying to get him to take control when they were together, then getting all confused the few times he did. Things were different now - he could safely take charge - not worry about slipping up or getting caught. And he had some ideas he had never been able to put into practice with Radditz...

Goku felt a spike of pain when he picked up traces of Vegeta's thoughts - 'Radditz'.

Goku was pleased - thrilled...overwhelmed - that he had been called Vegeta's Companion. He loved him so much - he wanted to believe that someday Vegeta would actually care about him the same way. But...even with Vegeta's claim, he felt the itch of concern - the prince's moods were swinging all over the place lately. Even though Vegeta had been far away he had heard snippets of the voice and part of him was afraid Vegeta was only with him to prove the voice wrong. Or what if the claim actually came from it? He hated that vicious, spiteful voice.

And even worse, he couldn't tell - his emotions were in such turmoil right now - he couldn't feel Vegeta. He had been hurt so badly today - betrayed by his best friend. He knew he had been letting his prince use him and hadn't cared - Vegeta needed him to heal - but now that he had this admission...if Vegeta didn't mean what he said he didn't know how he would be able to cope.

Vegeta wasn't sure how to deal with this. Kakarott continued to kiss him, but it was like he was just going through the motions. He had never given a damn before what anyone felt about him - but he had never had a companion before. He had made the choice to make Kakarott happy, and his pride demanded he stand by that decision no matter what it cost. He wasn't sure what to do to help Kakarott though - he didn't have much experience at it. All he knew was how Radditz would make him feel better, replacing pain with pleasure.

He unbuttoned the white shirt Kakarott was wearing, sliding his hands over newly revealed sculpted stomach muscles. He closed his eyes and slowly drew his tongue over Kakarott's throat, tasting the aroma of his companion - Radditz was blood and death, but the flavors of the past were a poor substitute for Kakarott's life-giving scent of sunshine and earth. As he trailed his fingers over exposed skin he kept waiting for Kakarott to return the favor. He finally opened his eyes to look at him.

He was shocked to see Kakarott not moving, eyes closed, his face a picture of misery. ::How dare that fucking runt upset him like this?:: He swore then he would kill the monk.

"Not Kri-," his companion said before his voice cracked.

"Then what?" he asked quietly, slowly stroking his smooth chest.

Kakarott turned his head, mouth moving as he tried to form words.

"Kakarott?"

Brown eyes finally opened and looked at him, swimming in pain. "J-just..s-s-substitute?"

He was totally confused by Kakarott's words. Substitute? For what? Kakarott was so shaken he was apparently not capable of saying much right now. He let his side of the bond open only to be bombarded by his companion's inner chant of 'I'm just a replacement for my brother. Just a substitute.'

He felt a momentary flare of anger - both at himself and at Kakarott - but mostly at himself. He had realized before Kakarott didn't have much control over their bond - but had forgotten that. Vegeta had blocked most of his emotions, but it seemed that Kakarott could hear trace thoughts when they were touching. He had picked up on Vegeta's thoughts of Radditz, and in his current distressed state of mind had interpreted them in the worst possible way.

"Kakarott, listen to me," he said, hand stroking his companion's face. "You are not a substitute for Radditz. Am I a substitute for Chichi?" He waited a moment for a faint 'No'. "I will not deny caring for him - I did that before and regretted it. But remember - he was the only one who was even allowed to be close to me. I had no alternatives, no choices. But Kakarott - I choose to be with you - I want to be with you. No one else. You are not a substitute or a replacement."

"But...you were thinking..." he whispered.

"I was thinking how much better things are with you. I told you, Kakarott - you are my chosen Companion. Use our bond - you can feel it." He had never thought he would be glad of something he learned during his time with the lizard, but he was suddenly grateful for the mental control he had to learn. He blocked himself enough so that he wouldn't send back Kakarott's pain, but other than that he didn't resist as Kakarott read his emotions and sensed him attempting to get control over his own scattered thoughts.

Goku desperately wanted to believe the prince. He tried to lightly touch on Vegeta's feelings, not wanting to intrude in his mind. Vegeta had different ideas - it felt like he was pulled in and surrounded by...himself...but as Vegeta saw him. There were so many - laughing, hunting, eating, sparring, fighting...loving. He drew in a surprised breath at that - Vegeta saw them together, a tangle of limbs... His face was heated and he knew he was blushing as he drew out of Vegeta's mind. He was ashamed and embarrassed for doubting him - he should have known that his prince would not call him something as important as Companion and not mean it. "I'm sorry, Vegeta," he finally apologized. "I thought..."

Vegeta waved his tail, musking lightly, the scent enough to remind Kakarott of what he was offering. He would make him forget his pain for today at least.

"Kakarott," he purred, "We can talk about your brother tomorrow if you still want to. Now you are wasting time, and interfering with my fun," he smirked. "I intend to seduce you, after all."

Goku shuddered and purred as Vegeta resumed attacking his mouth, one hand clutching his hair, using it to move his head so he could more easily win the battle of their tongues. His prince's other hand trailed down to tease the base of his tail.

Goku made a moan of complaint when Vegeta released his lips. The sound was quickly stifled when Vegeta threw his head back, exposing his throat, allowing him to kiss and lick his way down. He had worked his way down to the neck of the black t-shirt Vegeta wore when he heard himself start to growl.

"Kakarott?"

"I smell..." he couldn't understand this angry, possessive sound coming from him. "...Piccolo."

"Of course you do, baka. We were sparring today," Vegeta said, amused.

"Don't *growl* like it."

Vegeta tightened his hold on his spikes and angled his head so he could look at him.

"*Now* you act Saiyan?" he said with a smirk. "Alright Kakarott, we will fix this."

Goku made a surprised yelp when Vegeta pushed him, making him roll off the couch and land on his rear on the floor. He sat and blinked in surprise as Vegeta got off the couch and stood grinning at him.

"Vegeta?" he asked, confused.

Vegeta said nothing, his tail reaching out and coiling around his wrist, tugging at it, forcing him to follow as his prince left the room. He was led, unresisting into the bathroom, where Vegeta released him. He let his hand drop to his side and just stared at him, bewildered as Vegeta quickly slid his shirt over his head.

"What are you waiting for, Kakarott?" Vegeta said as he slipped out of his remaining clothing. "Strip."

Goku blushed as he realized he was staring at Vegeta's erection and forced his eyes up until he was looking into his prince's dark eyes. How could Vegeta look so proud and regal with his arms crossed, standing naked and aroused in a bathroom?

"Kakarott, if you have any intention of washing all trace of the Namek off my skin, you better take off those clothes." Vegeta stepped closer and pulled on the waist of his jeans. "It will take longer to get in the shower if I have to do it for you," he purred.

He drew Kakarott's mouth down to his, their tongues sliding together, teasing and exploring. He chuckled into the younger Saiyan's mouth and reached back with his tail, turning on the water. He let his hands glide down Kakarott's torso, unzipping and sliding jeans down slim hips before stepping back and smirking, admiring the body of the man he had chosen as his. He didn't try to block the image from Kakarott and was rewarded with a rumbling purr and a tail around his wrist.

Vegeta gently curled his fingers around the dark fur and used his fingertips to coax his companion into the steaming shower. Kakarott let himself be led, apparently unable to tear his eyes away from the prince.

Vegeta purred in pleasure as the younger Saiyan relinquished all control, letting him press his body against the tiled wall. He trailed his tongue down the long, exposed throat, emitting a pleased growl as Kakarott quivered and moaned. He let his hands slide down the smooth chest, thumbs pressing and teasing his nipples before fingers continued their explorations. He felt Kakarott's emotions as he stroked and teased quivering muscles; pleased his companion wasn't remembering what the monk had done. Vegeta smirked - when he was done, he doubted Kakarott would even remember his own name.

Kakarott whimpered in complaint when he moved away enough to reach the soap, but didn't resist when Vegeta took his hand and poured the liquid in his palm before taking some himself.

"Touch me, Kakarott," Vegeta commanded, taking his companion by the wrist and putting it on his shoulder. He mirrored the action, putting his own hand on Kakarott's solid shoulder. He let his side of the bond totally open and let Kakarott feel how his hand felt to him.

Kakarott purred and began to move his hand, gliding the soap over his skin and he echoed the motions, sharing how his companion's touch made his flesh tingle.

Goku opened his eyes in surprise when he sensed Vegeta in his head. Every time he moved his fingers his senses were bombarded. He could feel his prince's skin and how much he enjoyed his touch. Vegeta repeated his motions and he could feel the pleasure his prince felt at caressing him as he felt fingers stroking his own skin.

He purred in delight as he moved his hands over his prince's body, every touch making the pleasure spiral upwards. His fingers grazed over Vegeta's nipples, rolling and pulling them. On and on they moved together until he couldn't tell if he was following Vegeta or if the prince was following him. He couldn't tell anymore if he was stroking Vegeta's cock or his own - they were both his. He was one person with two bodies, four hands, two tails. He was thrusting into his own hand, into his other body's hand. He could feel his bodies - coiling, tightening - the pressure so hot and amazing he wondered if it was possible to die from so much sensation, so much pleasure. One of his tails coiled around the other, fur ruffling and bristling and he couldn't hold back any longer, coating his hands before collapsing against himself.

Vegeta struggled to get enough control to support Kakarott as he shuddered in reaction. He was gasping himself - that shouldn't have happened...he didn't know something like that was possible. A scout could link with his pack to send what he saw and felt, but it wasn't instinctive - it was something that had to be learned and practiced - and the scout's link was superficial. Radditz had figured a way to use their pack bond for sex - and Vegeta wanted his companion to have that sensation. But he had never experienced anything like that. He trusted Kakarott enough to let him feel what he felt - but it should have been one-sided. How had Kakarott done it? He smirked. How could he get him to do it again?

"Vegeta? What...?" Kakarott panted.

Vegeta pulled him under the water. "Later Kakarott. I'm not finished with you yet," he growled before attacking his companion's mouth.

Goku wrapped his arms around his prince, crushing them together, trying to touch all of his slick skin at once. He could sense his prince again - care, lust, trust, hunger... even joy. He pressed Vegeta against the wall of the shower and kissed and licked and sucked at the heat of Vegeta's lips, neck and ears. He began to kneel before his prince to taste his erection when Vegeta pulled on his hair, making him remain standing. He whimpered his complaint, but stopped at the passion in those ebony eyes.

He groaned into Vegeta's mouth when the prince clung to him, wrapping his legs around his waist. Vegeta had robbed him of his vocabulary - he could no longer speak, only capable of whimpers and moans as Vegeta ground his erection against his stomach. There was a moment when he was staring into midnight eyes, and he knew he would never doubt his prince again.

Vegeta smirked. He sensed the change in Kakarott, and felt the last link in this strange bond of theirs solidify. They belonged to each other. He growled with impatience, ::What are you waiting for, Kakarott? I want you - now.::

He knew Kakarott would hear him and was rewarded by a slick finger sliding into him. He threw his head back and purred as he was stretched and prepared, writhing in Kakarott's arms when a finger brushed against his prostate. Vegeta moaned a complaint when the sensation vanished, only to be replaced by an overwhelming fullness when Kakarott positioned his hips and slowly slid into him.

He panted as Kakarott held him, waiting for him. He could hardly think, and he struggled to recall just what it was he wanted to show his companion. He grinned, remembering and drew on his ki. Kakarott began to move and still he called on the power that his companion had given back to him. Two, three, four slow strokes and he crossed the border he had been unable to reach for months and ascended.

Goku groaned Vegeta's name as the pressure around his cock became almost unbearable. He continued moving as he stared at his blonde prince. Vegeta grabbed him, ground their mouths together, drawing blood as teeth scraped across his lips. ::Do it, Kakarott.:: Goku growled and flared into Super Saiyan, making Vegeta cry out.

He felt like an animal as he followed Vegeta's command and lost control. He always tried to be gentle with his prince, but he didn't want that now. Vegeta hissed and growled, clawing at his back. His own hands were bruisingly tight on the prince's hips. Suddenly the double body sensation was back and he was thrusting into himself, his tail stroking his erection. His tongue was attacking his mouth; he swallowed his own groans. He was surrounded by both of his kis as it beat against the walls. He felt the building, the tightening, and his ki spiked higher as he came with a wordless scream before collapsing to his knees holding himself.

Vegeta let himself collapse against Kakarott, clutching his shoulders as he huffed, relying on the younger man to support him. Twice - they had shared twice. He didn't think he had done it the second time - not that he was aware of. Kakarott was still buried inside of him, trembling with reaction. He slowly realized the water was starting to cool down and used his tail to turn it off.

"Hey Vegeta," came Kakarott's tired voice.

"Hn," he mumbled, nuzzling the heat of Kakarott's neck.

"I think we killed the bathroom."

Vegeta raised his head to see the chocolate eyes of his companion before looking around. He chuckled. Now he would have to call the woman. They had managed to blast nearly every tile into splinters; the shower and sink were rubble. He wasn't sure why the pipes hadn't blown up with the rest, but at least the water still worked.

"Remodeling?" came a voice from the hole they had blasted in the wall.

He heard the low growl rumbling in Kakarott's chest and felt his arms tighten around him when his companion saw Piccolo.

"What in the hell are you doing here, Namek?" He didn't want an audience - too many bad memories - but his pride would not let him act embarrassed.

"We are going to have to work out some kind of signal - so I can tell when you two are screwing and when you are dying...because I sure as hell don't want to see this," he said, waving his hand at them, "Every time I show up to help."

"Jealous," Vegeta grinned as Kakarott's ki began to surround them. His skin felt charged and he wondered how quickly he could get rid of the Namek so he could concentrate on ravishing his companion again.

Piccolo turned his head and smirked. "Company."

Vegeta closed his eyes and shook his head in disbelief. Kakarott's tail was thrashing around them and his growl was getting louder. He could hear someone approaching - and here he was sitting on Kakarott's lap, still impaled on his cock - which was getting hard again. Someday he hoped to see the humor in this - because right now he was ready to kill something besides the bathroom.

"Goku! Vegeta! Are you al-" Chichi called as she ran up to the collapsed wall.

Vegeta glared at her as she stopped and stared. Swore to slowly beat her or the grinning Namek to death.

Chichi started to laugh before grabbing Piccolo's arm and dragging him away. "Well that answers that question," she called out as she left.

Vegeta moaned as Kakarott chose that moment to grin and ascend again, stretching him.

"Bastard," he groaned. "Bedroom. Now."

TBC
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