#dbz fic

Months spent away from one another were no easy feat for a Saiyan couple, yet you made the best of the circumstances you found yourselves in. After the destruction of Planet Vegeta when you were children, the two of you had vowed to stick together. Two lowborn elites constantly sneered at, mocked, and beaten on by those who considered themselves your betters. Naturally, it had only driven the two of you closer and after many years the two of you made it official.

Raditz was quick to follow as you turned and strode off the launch deck, navigating the twists and turns of the corridors towards your shared quarters. A shared understanding between the two of you meant conversations were left unsaid until you reached privacy. It did not take long before the two of you stepped into the comfort of your quarters, Raditz turning to watch the door seal before he properly greeted you.

But as he made a move to pull you into a crushing bear hug you stepped out of his reach. With a wiggle of your finger, you teasingly scolded him, “Oh no you don’t mister. You smell like you’ve rolled in something that had been left to rot in the sun for three weeks, not to mention you’re covered in blood and God knows what else.” Raditz rolled his eyes, stepping towards you once again but you continued to step away. “I’m serious Raditz, bath now. I already ran it for you, it should still be hot” you turned away heading for the refresher. With a grunt the unimpressed giant stalked after you.

Kicking off his boots and stripping off the rest of his clothing, Raditz turned towards the tub. You were perched on your knees beside the tub with a hand dipped in to test the warmth of the water. Your own armor and boots had been discarded leaving you only in your battle suit. “You plan on getting in too or does only your arm need cleaned?” Raditz teased as he gently stepped around you and settled into the tub.  Returning his jest with a playful eyeroll, you splashed a bit of water his way. “Actually, I figured with how matted that mane of yours is I better help you wash all of the blood out of it.”

Though he did not say it, Raditz’s heart swooned at the thought. It was no secret that the man was proud of the way he looked, especially when one took the time to take in his hair. But he especially loved evenings like these where you doted on him, taking the time to look after him. Laying out a clean battle suit for the next day, feeding, or grooming him were all small gestures that Raditz greatly appreciated.

Raditz was lulled away from his thoughts as he felt warm water pour over his scalp, drenching his hair and dripping down his muscles. It was the beginning of what he knew was going to be the most soothing twenty minutes of his life.

Of all the arrogant…deplorable…humiliating…stupid, stupid, stupid!

“Hnng!” Your hands jerked up in half-hearted protest, defiant eyes glaring up at the fused saiyan as you try pushing back against his muscular thighs and unstuff your mouth from his cock. A useless effort, really. Regardless of your strength, he only used one of his large hands to keep your head in place. The gloved fingers twirling and tangling in your hair as he held you, yet he was not selfish enough to deny you a bit of a reprieve and allow you to pull the head of him out of your throat. 

“Too much? Thought a mouth as big as yours could handle it.” The snarky tone of the fused saiyan hardened your glare, followed by an even more mocking chuckle from him watching you. Nothing in his existence could ever allow him to approach any situation delicately, he’s got to show off a bit. Especially after you antagonized the two saiyans prior to lending them your potara earrings. If you’re going to call their bluff, you are going to have to face the consequences of their combined arrogance. Most kais with the upper hand challenge for a kiss or a date with a pretty face but you had to be bolder, wager something so ridiculous and debauch that any other thing of equal sacrifice seemed much easier by comparison.

But no, whatever inhibitions the two saiyans lacked individually were cast out for this new warrior born of them. Vegito. And he held no shame in stretching your mouth wide and finding the back of your throat again and again until that glare of yours returns. He doesn’t take it seriously at all when you’re cheeks are flushed so deeply and your pliable tongue behaves so invitingly to his girth.

Then there’s the restlessness of your legs that you keep trying to minimize so he doesn’t notice, but you’re wrong. It’s why he keeps aiming for your throat in the first place.

Vegito’s other hand cups your cheek as his gloved thumb wipes the drool from the side of your mouth, purposely smearing it across your cheek in admiration of your messy slurps and “rejected” eagerness.

“You’re not as uptight as we thought. Was sure all you higher-ups in the Other World were all about your decorum,” He pauses his words only to thrust against your tight mouth, the angle of your jaw and wetness around your lips allowing him to set the pace he wanted. Strokes that make you swallow around him lest you gag on it again. “...All mouth and no brain in between your ears. Aren’t you above fooling around with mortals?” 

Vegito continued to tease, his hand putting pressure on the back of your head to pull you closer again, then snickering at your fussy hands pushing his thighs and the sensation of your throat flexing when you gag anyway before drawing back just enough again. Relief for your throat, but none for your jaw.

The fused saiyan’s fingers then clench giving your hair a snug pull and making you tilt your head further back, coaxing out one of the muffled moans from your throat. He waits for you to catch your breath, your glare barely present as you can’t even keep your eyes open anymore. All your mixed signals and contradicting thoughts were lost to the bits of relief you were given and the unattended heat pulsing in your core warring with each other. He actually found it cute the way your pointed ears twitched when you managed to swallow down the excess drool and what tastes like cum falling to the back of your throat.

Next, he actually does pull out from your mouth, his strong cock twitching and dripping with your saliva as pushes it against your warm face. He’s truly unforgivable.

“Guess it’s true, you are just another lecherous kai. But a deal’s a deal, right? ‘No takebacks’, as you so put it.” The arrogance born from the two saiyans fused by the Potara should be enough to have the being scorned on principle alone. You gambled by provoking him and lost.

“Wait until the Supreme Kai finds out his right hand isn’t as dignified as you seem.”