*Just a quick little thing based on part of a roleplay with a good buddy of mine!*
Vegeta rolled his aching shoulder, wincing when the joint made a grinding sound. "Aah... Tch." He shouldn't have let Goku twist his arm like that during their spar; his rival had no idea of the lingering injury that Eighteen had dealt on him... gods, years ago.
"Hey. You ok, Geta?" Speak of the devil. Goku came up beside him and reached for his shoulder. Vegeta unconsciously flinched away from the touch. "Did I hurt you? I'm so-"
"I'm fine, Kakarrot, as if you could hurt me," Vegeta snapped. His shoulder throbbed, and he failed to hide the grimace of pain that followed. He started walking away, only to have that shoulder grabbed. He cried out, weakly trying to pull away. "You son of a bitch, let go!"
"You are hurt," Goku said firmly. He steered Vegeta towards his room. "Come on. I have an idea that might help it feel better."
"What are you doing, Kakarrot?" Vegeta tried to pull away, only to yelp at the strain on his shoulder.
"Quit fightin' me, Vegeta. You're just gonna hurt yourself." Goku made him sit down on the bed. "Lay down. On your stomach."
Vegeta sputtered. "The hell I'm doing that!"
Goku, refusing to deal with his friend's bullshit, pushed Vegeta down yet again. Vegeta finally stopped struggling and huffed angrily. "Just relax, Vegeta; hopefully this'll feel really good." He gripped Vegeta's shoulders lightly and began to knead the muscles, starting off slow and gentle, but occasionally pressing in harder to work out a stiff spot.
Vegeta, who had never received a massage in his life, could not deny that it felt amazing. He closed his eyes, feeling a purr rumble slightly in his chest. Goku's big, warm hands worked slowly down his back. When the younger Saiyan loosened a particularly sore muscle about halfway down his spine, Vegeta arched his back inward just a little and his whole spine cracked bottom to top.
Vegeta's pleased sigh and sudden relaxation made Goku's day. He'd heard the rippling crack and knew that it had to have felt good. The Prince began to purr much louder than before when Goku continued to massage. Not paying attention to where his hands moved, Goku shifted his hands to the base of Vegeta's spine, brushing unknowingly against his tail scar.
Vegeta tried not to squirm, hating how fucking good that just felt. He bit his lip and squeezed his eyes closed when the spot was ever so gently rubbed again. When Goku set the heel of his hand against his spine- halfway over the scar- and pressed down very firmly, pushing back up, Vegeta very nearly moaned aloud. Gods, was he doing this on purpose? If so, he was doing a damn good job. Vegeta buried his face in the mattress and groaned softly, praying that Goku wouldn't hear.
He did.
Goku paused upon hearing the muffled sound. He repeated the movement and was rewarded with the same noise, just as quiet as before. That definitely wasn't pain. Goku's heart pounded. Oh. His scar. Of course it would be sensitive even after all these years, but he hadn't realized that pleasure could be derived from it. Wanting Vegeta to be as relaxed and comfortable as possible, he continued to rub and push down in that area. There was a lot of tension in his lower back. No wonder he hurt all the damn time.
Vegeta was just about in heaven right then. "Right there..." he mumbled, his hips arching up at Goku's gentle touch. Gods, the baka had talented hands. He squeezed his eyes shut, then every muscle in his body went limp as Goku fully rubbed the scar. His knotted tongue managed to let him speak somewhat coherently. "Fuck yes, yes yes yes, right there..."
"That feels good?"
No fucking duh. He nodded quickly, totally failing to process the deepened tone of Goku's voice. He was too lost in the growing lust bubbling in his stomach. "Fuck..."
"What's wrong?" Goku murmured, leaning over him to whisper right in his ear. "You really like this a lot."
It began to dawn on Vegeta what exactly was happening. He was mostly under his younger rival, writhing and half thrusting back into his touch. "Stop it," he bit out, his voice cracking cutely. "Don't touch me like that-!"
Goku scoffed and pressed in, rubbing harder. Vegeta gasped softly, his jaw going slack. "Stop acting as if you don't like it," he hissed. "Just relax."
He couldn't. He couldn't. With a strangled, moaning gasp, Vegeta turned and kissed Goku deeply. "Shut up!" he barked when Goku, surprised but not unpleasantly, tried to speak. Vegeta's face was red. "J- Just- ah- d- don't stop- don't stop now."
Goku kissed him back eagerly and chuckled. "You're so cute when you're flustered..." Wow. He'd had no idea that Vegeta felt this way. What a lucky turn of events. He rolled the older Saiyan onto his back, although this action startled Vegeta.
"What're you-!?"
Goku silenced him by setting his hand directly on Vegeta's crotch. The Prince's face reddened cutely and the tiniest gasps came out of his mouth. "Shh," Goku whispered. "Just let me do this." He rubbed his thumb gently across Vegeta's cheek, then slowly pressed and rubbed along his clothed length. Gods, he's so hard already... Was that really because of me?
Vegeta's eyes flickered closed, and he let his head tilt back as Goku touched him. He bit his lip. It felt so good, having another Saiyan's touch. It had been years since he'd been properly satisfied and damn if he'd pass up on the opportunity now.
"You're so quiet," Goku whispered, sending pleasant shivers through the older Saiyan.
"Tch, p- please," Vegeta gasped. "Maybe if- hah- you were actually doing s- something other than palming me through my pants, I'd grace you with a few sounds."
"So you do want more." Goku grinned wickedly, his hands sliding to the waistband of Vegeta's suit. "I figured you would."
Vegeta lifted his hips as Goku pulled the leggings away. Goku's eyes widened a little and Vegeta sneered. "What's the matter, Kakarrot? Cat got your tongue?"
Goku shook his head slightly. "Uh- I- Wow, I figured you were big, but goddamn, Vegeta. You've gotta be almost a damn foot..."
"Close," Vegeta replied. "Ten and a half, last time I checked."
Goku raised an eyebrow. "Really, you narcissist? You measured?"
"Actually, Bulma did. She was curious."
"You're both so perverted," Goku laughed playfully. His mouth watered a little and he leaned down, much to Vegeta's suspicion and curiosity. When Goku licked quickly along the side of his hot length, Vegeta sucked in a breath and his hand landed over his mouth. "Aw, come on, Vegeta," Goku purred, now gently stroking his shaft.
Vegeta's face grew redder, and he huffed softly into his hand as Goku's thumb rubbed against his slit. His other hand gripped the sheets tightly. He could not get any harder, of that he was positive. Goku's tongue returned to tease his head and he whimpered.
"That's it," Goku breathed, his hot breath making Vegeta shudder. "Just relax." He pressed slow, lazy kisses to the thick length. "Don't hold anything back. Just let it happen."
Gradually Vegeta did relax under his touch and ministrations. The soft, needy groans were almost more than Goku could take. He appreciated the weak throes, the gasps of pleasure. Goku felt Vegeta grab his hair and hold him tightly. "Kakarrot!!! Fuck! Fuck! I- Ohhh, fuck."
Goku purred softly to soothe him. Vegeta cried out softly. Goku was loving this; the power he held over Vegeta in this moment was beautiful. Holding the Prince this close to ecstasy gave him chills.
Vegeta's mind reeled and he could scarcely draw breath. Any second now... "Kakarrot..." he gasped weakly. "Please..."
"Don't need permission from me," Goku breathed. "Like I said, don't hold anything back." He trailed his fingers along Vegeta's thigh.
Vegeta gasped softly, then let out a cry of pleasure as his release sent pulsing waves through his body until Goku's soft kisses slowly brought him down. He let his head fall back and he panted. "Oh, fuck... Kakarrot..."
Goku stared at him, his eyes shining with fascination at Vegeta's reactions. "That was beautiful..." he whispered, then he crawled up and pressed himself against Vegeta. Vegeta's eyes widened when he felt just how big Goku was. "Can I...?"
Vegeta nodded. "Yes." He gripped the sheets as Goku, without hesitation, eased one finger inside him. Gods, his hands. They were huge, and they felt even bigger inside him. Had Goku done this before? It felt practiced, beautifully so.
"I hope I'll fit without hurting you much." Goku added another finger, and he increased the pace. "That's gonna be tight..."
"Fuck, you tease-!" Vegeta groaned. "Just fucking-!"
Goku shoved Vegeta back and thrust into Vegeta. The Prince yelped in surprise, but moaned loudly. "I didn't know you liked it rough. You should have told me before I started off so gently." He did allow Vegeta to recuperate before slowly shifting in and out, smirking at the pleasured expression on Vegeta's face. "I bet nobody's done this for you in ages. Nobody knew what you liked, did they? You didn't want them to think you were a slut or anything, m'I right?"
Oh, they called him slut all right. Frieza's slut, Ginyu's slut, almost every powerful commander's slut. All because he was Saiyan.
Vegeta still shivered at the word falling out of Goku's mouth. It didn't sound condescending, which sent mixed signals. Did he mind it when Goku said that or not? He couldn't tell, not right now, not with Goku so easily driving him crazy, hitting right- "Ah- ahh- Kaka- ooh, right there, right there, fuck!" Goku thrust harder just in that spot, and Vegeta cried out. "Ohh please, please- fu- right there, don't stop, please."
Goku huffed and groaned into Vegeta's skin. "You're so tight... you feel so good..."
Vegeta clawed at the broad shoulders, gasping fitfully. "M'gonna-! Yes, yes, please don't stop, please!"
"So cute when you beg," Goku laughed breathlessly. Holding himself up with one arm, his other hand grasped Vegeta's burning erection and stroked roughly, hand and skin lubricated with cum and sweat. "You close?"
Right on the edge. Vegeta nodded frantically, his whole body shaking with pressured tension and the need to release. He thrust into Goku's hand even as Goku continued to pound into him. Their slightly violent coupling ended with Vegeta throwing his head back with a cry of pleasure and Goku following close behind from the sensations of Vegeta's orgasm.
Tiredly they lay there together, Vegeta stroking Goku's hair after a few minutes of silence. Goku glanced up, looking vaguely nervous. "So... uh... same time tomorrow?"
Vegeta had to laugh. "Baka."