Let's FIGHT!

Independent Selective Vegeta blog ○ OC/Canon friendly ○ Muse/Mun (21+) ○ NSFW at times ○ Written by Moon

[theonlysayianprince]

💖 (you can pick the girl~)

15. Real Life Disney Singing: Every time your soulmate starts singing, you have an odd urge to burst out in the same song (and you can’t fight this)

I want your uglyI want your diseaseI want your everythingAs long as it’s free…

The words were clear as a bell in his head and he fought the urge to voice them out loud. It was bad enough that his soulmate in this world was a wisp of a woman who sung the most ridiculous things. It was made even worse by the fact she never stopped singing. It was almost as if she knew that the moment he landed in this cursed world that she would have someone to torment.

“I want your love… Love-love-love… I want your love… Curse you, woman!”

He didn’t know where she was, but he knew it was nearby and he wished he could still fly in this cursed place.

@westparkgirls

[theonlysayianprince]

westparkgirls:

She loved hearing her soulmate moan softly against her lips, almost more than she enjoyed the friction Vegeta was creating between them. After a moment of passionate kissing, Erica slowed to a stop. She leaned back and pulled off her top. Her bra was quick to follow. With a coy smile, she pulled Vegeta back towards her from the collar of his shirt.

But she didn’t pull him back into a kiss. Instead, she tilted his head and trailed kisses across his jaw and down his neck. She paused long enough to pull his own shirt over his head and tossed it in the pile of clothes behind them before returning to nibble on Vegeta’s earlobe.

“Thankfully, babe,” Erica chuckled. “you don’t have to wait long.”

There was something to be said for letting Erica take the lead. As she trailed those kisses along his jaw and throat, he let out a low moan in his throat. He could feel the warmth from her body as she leaned into him and it was such a good feeling.

He happily let her strip off his shirt so she could continue and as she leaned in again, he could feel just how soft her skin was against his. As she teased him with a little nibble, he trailed his hands down her back to feel more of her skin.

“Mmmm... thankfully.” Turning his head, he pressed light nipping kisses to her jaw and throat. He could only last so long with any sort of teasing, but he would be as patient for as long as he could. Erica deserved to have a good experience with him.

Maybe next time he could be aggressive.

[theonlysayianprince]

💖 (you can pick the girl~)

15. Real Life Disney Singing: Every time your soulmate starts singing, you have an odd urge to burst out in the same song (and you can’t fight this)

I want your uglyI want your diseaseI want your everythingAs long as it’s free…

The words were clear as a bell in his head and he fought the urge to voice them out loud. It was bad enough that his soulmate in this world was a wisp of a woman who sung the most ridiculous things. It was made even worse by the fact she never stopped singing. It was almost as if she knew that the moment he landed in this cursed world that she would have someone to torment.

“I want your love… Love-love-love… I want your love… Curse you, woman!”

He didn’t know where she was, but he knew it was nearby and he wished he could still fly in this cursed place.

@westparkgirls

[theonlysayianprince]

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A small squeak escaped her as she was picked up with such ease but she quickly laughed at her own surprised reaction. It wasn’t long until he set her back on her feet in the bedroom and she felt his lips against her skin. She sighed at the sensation and reached back to grab one of his hands. Erica coyly led him to her bed before pushing him gently down on the duvet and settling herself in his lap.

It was a position she was comfortable with. She had more control and could easily put a stop to anything she didn’t want. But the more she toyed with the idea of finally giving Vegeta her complete trust, the less she cared about keeping complete control. She smiled at him, more confident than she had been.

“Have I ever told you,” Erica wrapped her arms around his neck and brushed their lips together briefly. “how sexy you are? It has been very difficult to resist.”

With a soft chuckle, she pressed their lips together once more. Erica started soft and slow, fully enjoying the feel and taste of her soulmate. But the way his body pressed against hers made Erica crave more. She nibbled his lower lip before delving her tongue in his mouth, moaning softly as her passion grew.

Vegeta had been spared a majority of the details as to why Erica had been so reluctant to begin their relationship in a more physical manner, but he did understand two things. Power and control. Neither of them were the type of people who would willingly give up either, but Vegeta was willing to bend as far as she was concerned. She’d more than proven herself trustworthy and he’d only hoped that she felt the same about him.

As she settled in his lap, he let her take control for a moment, enjoying the way she touched him. She hadn’t done much of that, but he probably had a feeling that it was that she didn’t quite trust him enough until today. But he was fine with that. Proper trust had to be earned, not stolen.

A soft chuckle left him as she told him how attractive she found him and he held her close to his body. His voice was warm as he said, “I find you attractive as well. I cannot wait until I finally get to see you bared to my eyes.”

As their kisses became more heated, Vegeta slowly began rocking up into her, soft moans leaving him as things began to get heated. They had chemistry, which was always a good thing. He wanted nothing more than to take, but he had to let her set the pace this time.

He had a feeling after this first time, she’d be setting limits on where and when so he wouldn’t tire her out.

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Your Point of View

[theonlysayianprince]

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Dallas groaned miserably but sat up as he was shaken again, but he sat up dutifully. Since he’d gone to sleep with his hair still mostly wet it stuck up in a disarray and he face looked exhausted from training so hard the night before on no sleep. But he turned to the food and had to admit that he did feel starving. 

Considering that Vegeta seemed like he wouldn’t allow sleep until food had been achieved, Dallas sucked it up and reached to the tray, grabbing some toast with an egg on it. It wasn’t a lot but hopefully it would be enough to appease the Sayain until he got some sleep. 

The brunette quietly nibbled on the food, sleepily getting it down, all while leaning heavily on the other’s comfortingly solid muscle. He was half asleep again by the time he was through with his sandwich though, slumped again into the other man’s body. 

While Vegeta wasn’t exactly happy about the small portion his mate had eaten, he was happy he had eaten at all. At least the nourishment would help him  when he was training. It was hard to fight on an empty stomach. 

Eating the remainder of their meal, Vegeta kicked off his boots and put them up on the bed, keeping Dallas close to his side as he did so. It was a rare moment in which they didn’t have to worry about someone barging in and claiming they were worried about ‘temptation’. Vegeta knew all about temptation, but he also knew all about waiting for the right moment.

Which was the minute Dallas celebrated his eighteenth birthday and he was able to drag him away and consummate their bond.

Running his fingers through the brown strands on Dallas’s head, he found himself dozing off, taking comfort in the warm body next to his.

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Your Point of View

[theonlysayianprince]

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Dallas had known exhaustion like this before, when he was a child and him and his playmates had gone all day and then all night. But it had been a while and he felt sore in muscles he’d forgotten that he had and so tired. He only barely stirred when his soul mate entered his room. 

His eyes fluttered just a little bit when he smelled food, but he couldn’t bring himself to move or rouse himself. 

The brunette only groaned and rolled over, wrapping himself lightly around the older man’s waist, tucking his face against his belly and grumbling lightly. 

“Mmmmph….five more minutes?” 

A grunt left Vegeta as Dallas gripped his waist fairly tightly, almost as if he was going to pry him off and go elsewhere. As the older man looked down at his soul mate, something inside melted a little bit. Dallas... He already knew the boy was special to him, but he really didn’t understand the tenderness he had for him. Tenderness... it wasn’t exactly something Vegeta knew and understood.

Brushing his fingers through Dallas’s hair, a soft sound of contentment left him. He would be more than happy to do this once they had both eaten. Maybe... maybe he could convince his mate to do so.

Hearing Dallas’s stomach gurgle, Vegeta shook him gently and said, “Wake up. Once there’s food in your belly, we can resume this.”

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Your Point of View

[theonlysayianprince]

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It was a wonder that Dallas learned anyone’s names here with as little as his soulmate used them, but he was picking them up slowly. The difference between Goku and Kakorot would eternally confuse him though, and at this point he’d given up asking why the cheerful noirette had two different names. It was something he was just learning to let go, there were weird things in every place he lived, and at least there wasn’t endless snow and pain like in Park County. 

His stomach wanted to protest the concession to get cleaned up first, but he relented, parting from Vegeta once they got to Dallas’ rooms. He walked in to take a shower, washing the dirt and sweat off with a sigh, though by the time he was out and changed into new clothes…

Dallas glanced at his bed as he walked by it….

“Well a quick rest while waiting for V won’t hurt…” 

But unfortunately the second his head hit the pillow, Dallas was out like a light, his exhaustion catching up with him hard. 

Vegeta’s trip to the shower had not been a quick one.

He’d gotten stopped by Bulma and lectured about how he’d had his soulmate out all night. He then had his character thrown into doubt over his ability to keep his... stuff in his pants. He cut that discussion quick by pointedly looking at Bulma’s growing midsection. If things had been different with Dallas, maybe he would’ve thrown his hat into Bulma’s ring.

Once she finally went on her way, he had to take a longer shower than planned since the dirt had gotten caked in his hair. So once he’d finally gotten clean, he stopped by Dallas’s room to take him to the kitchen and he found him sleeping. He didn’t want to disturb his soulmate, but he needed to get some fuel into his system.

Leaving the room, he came back half an hour later with a tray full of food. Setting it down on the bedside table, Vegeta sat down on the edge of the bed and gently shook Dallas’s shoulder. “Dallas. I’ve brought food.”

[theonlysayianprince]

💖 (you can pick the girl~)

15. Real Life Disney Singing: Every time your soulmate starts singing, you have an odd urge to burst out in the same song (and you can’t fight this)

I want your uglyI want your diseaseI want your everythingAs long as it’s free…

The words were clear as a bell in his head and he fought the urge to voice them out loud. It was bad enough that his soulmate in this world was a wisp of a woman who sung the most ridiculous things. It was made even worse by the fact she never stopped singing. It was almost as if she knew that the moment he landed in this cursed world that she would have someone to torment.

“I want your love… Love-love-love… I want your love… Curse you, woman!”

He didn’t know where she was, but he knew it was nearby and he wished he could still fly in this cursed place.

@westparkgirls

[theonlysayianprince]

westparkgirls:

She could feel her heart beat faster when Vegeta reached over and turned off the stove. It was a mixture of anxiety and arousal that Erica found almost enjoyable. She couldn’t help but jump a little at the firm grip on her hip but she quickly relaxed as he spoke, his voice causing a shiver to run down her spine.

He was giving her control. Maybe not the extreme control she was used to, but she was leading their dance nonetheless and that was enough to convince Erica to ignore the warning bells ringing in her head and give into the burning desire her soulmate fanned.

“Actually,” Erica purred, letting her hands trail along the muscles of his arms. “I have a much better idea. As hot as counter sex sounds, I think we’d have more fun in the bedroom…”

As Erica contemplated what step to take, Vegeta watched her face and wondered just how difficult a choice he was giving her. He hadn’t wanted to push, but he was only a man. A flesh and blood man who had been patient and would continue to do so even after all of this.

Erica was important to him, and people who were important to him were far and few in between. As her hands trailed along his arms, he looked into her eyes and licked his lips at the thought of maybe something a little more happening than was usual.

A small smile played about his lips as he said, “If you insist. Wouldn’t want to do anything you wouldn’t want to do.” Lifting her up like she weighed nothing, Vegeta moved in the direction of their bedroom, making sure to put her on her feet once they crossed the threshold. Standing behind her, he brought his lips to her neck and he said, “Lead the way, little one.”

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Your Point of View

[theonlysayianprince]

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There was yelling. Who was yelling? Dallas groaned as he pushed himself up on his arms to locate the source of the sound. Oh…he probably looked like a mess considering what he’d been doing all night. He blinked owlishly at the angry sound for a moment before he started doing something completely unexpected. 

Dallas began laughing. 

Laughing hard enough to make himself fall back down into the dirt. He rolled over to wrap arms over his stomach, curling nearly double at the force of it. If they’d seen how he looked when he was still living with his father there wouldn’t be such a freak out. 

He reached out and grabbed onto his mate’s hand, letting the alien lift him onto his feet even as his legs wobbled just a touch when they got underneath him. 

“Yeah yeah cleaned up…I hope fed is included in that.” 

Vegeta couldn’t help but to chuckle along with Dallas’s full belly laughs. The younger man didn’t seem like he’d had much laughter in his life and even now Vegeta really hadn’t seen him open up like he was now. It was a good thing though. It meant that Vegeta was being more mindful of someone other than himself for once...

Holding Dallas steady until he got his legs under him, he said, “Of course. The blonde woman makes sure we’re all fed. She doesn’t yell at you for fighting or anything like that. The other one... well, you heard her.” Vegeta had a hard time remembering names unless that someone had great importance to him. The fact he called Goku by his Sayian name was a testament to that.

Even more so that he called Dallas by his name once and a while. In this case, it was more like he was trying to show the others that this was different... Dallas was special.

Keeping an arm around the young man’s shoulders, he walked with him into the compound and said, “Wash first, then we’ll meet for food? It’ll give them time to make fresh things.”

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Your Point of View

[theonlysayianprince]

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That move had always dropped the people he’d fought against before, and for a moment he’d kind of hoped that would be it, but it seemed to barely phase Vegeta. Dallas scrambled, dropping himself to the floor to keep from getting hit. He hit the ground hard but avoided getting hit. He coughed as the wind left him for a second, but as he rolled onto his belly so he could get a little of space between them, hooking his foot around the older man’s ankle and jerking to try and get him to fall. 

If he could get the other man on the ground then he could catch his breath. 

The rest of the night went mostly like that, a cat and mouse game trading blows back and forth across the staging grounds. It was exhausting, and admittedly painful when the older man landed a few blows, but Dallas was grinning into the dirt by the time the sun was rising. 

He was a little battered and he’d be sporting some bruises, but it was the most he’d connected to his mate the entire time. Even if he was so tired he could barely move now. 

Vegeta couldn’t remember the last time he’d had so much fun.

This wasn’t life and death. He didn’t have to worry about saving the world. No, it was just good clean fun that had him remembering what it had been like as a boy on Planet Vegeta. Sure, he had to hold back, but that was part of what made it so fun. He hadn’t even realized how much time had past until the sun came creeping over the horizon, showering both of them with light rays.

Sitting down next to Dallas, he was grinning and breathing a little heavily. “You put up a good fight, mate. You’ll be beating the bald one in no time.” Leaning back, he drew in a breath as he heard Bulma yell in the distance. He couldn’t tell what it was about, but the pitch of her voice as she yelled his name had him cringing.

Looking back at Dallas, he said, “Let’s go get you cleaned up. You look like you’ve been going toe to toe with a Sayian all night.” He gave Dallas a little wink before standing and offering a hand to help him up. He knew that there had been a fire in his mate; he just had to find a way to bring it to the surface.

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Your Point of View

[theonlysayianprince]

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“Nothing in my life has ever been easy, why should this be any different?” Dallas laughed just a touch bitterly but he was at least smiling. It was a rare expression to see on his face. Most of the time he moved through the compound looking like a ghost, no expression, eyes straight forward as processed the thoughts in his mind. But now a little grin had formed on his lip. He raised his eyebrow though at the older man wanting to see his fighting form. 

Dallas’ brow was furrowed greatly as he put the sword away, thinking about what his form would be and once the metal was safely sheathed and away, he glanced over his shoulder at the man, staring him down for a moment before he started running in the opposite direction. His legs pumping to carry him as fast as possible and he could really move. 

Once he was certain the other was following him he stopped short throwing his elbow back to catch the other in his gut as hard as he could. It was dirty pool, but Dallas had never learned to fight in an upstanding manner. He didn’t fight to win he fought to survive. 

It had been going well. Dallas sheathed his sword, then squared up... then everything went pear-shaped.

Vegeta looked completely gobsmacked for about 30 seconds before he began following the brunette. He’d thought things had been going well and that maybe they were getting somewhere with Dallas coming out of his shell a little more...

He’d been so intent on catching up to Dallas that he didn’t even notice when the younger man stopped and threw an elbow back at him. It caught him in the gut completely by surprise, but then he was grinning. Yes! This was what he’d always pictured he and his mate would do. Sparring with one another until they were both breathless and ready for the next round.

Holding back somewhat, he aimed for Dallas’s midsection, eager to see how he would respond.

[cy-kingturbo]

I wanna know something

Reblog if it’s alright with you if I name drop or make reference to your muse in an RP you are not in

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Your Point of View

[theonlysayianprince]

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The feeling of his mate’s hands on his shoulders, squeezing had him relaxing a bit, the tension leaving him slowly. He looked up at the older man, eyes wide as he stared at his face in the moonlight. It was strange to look at this man and know that he was supposed to be the one together with for the rest of his life. He knew he was much older and that he himself was young, his seventeenth birthday coming and going without him saying anything, but he also trusted his man. 

He’d saved his life after all, even if the scar that the incident had left him with was shameful. 

“I know I’m only human, but I want to be a good fighter.” 

The way that the alien smiled at him made something in his adolescent gut clench hard. Like having a crush on teacher. He blushed and shook his head slightly at himself, laughing very quietly. 

“I…I only want you to train me though….” 

There was something in the air between them, but it was something that was better off ignored for the moment. Dallas was still too young and in a way he was still very vulnerable. Vegeta wanted his soul mate to be able to hold his head up high because of something he was proud of doing and that was going to take time.

The older man could be patient if the reward was worth it.

“Then we’ll make you the best. It won’t always be easy, but the end results will be worth it.” Pulling the sword out of the dummy, he handed it to Dallas and said, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Put the sword away for now. We’ll start with the basics and move up to the sword. It’ll give you an edge on any opponent you come across, but we don’t want to skip any steps.” Once Dallas had put away the sword, he held up his hands and said, “I want you to punch me as hard as you can without hurting yourself. I need to see your technique before we can begin.”

[theonlysayianprince]

“I don’t know what that was about, but I love seeing you all riled up.” (you pick the muse, lets see how this works)

“You know damn well what that was about,” Vegeta said as he pushed Dallas up against the nearest flat surface.”

“You wanted me to act like this didn’t you? You like pushing my buttons when it’ll make me reassert myself, don’t you?”

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[theonlysayianprince]

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“A thief in the night, huh? I would be your spy…but I would be down with that.” He sighed and arched his back as was ground into, his amused chuckling becoming soft little moans as their bodies met in an intimate dance. He shuddered and grabbed at the blankets underneath him, lashes dipped against his cheeks and he let out a cry of want as the other’s hand closed around his cock. 

The other man was so frighteningly strong he could probably snap him in half, and it made those hands on him all the more thrilling. His legs spread slightly, encouraging the other man to explore a little lower. 

“V….I’m weak with anticipation already…please…” 

There was a sort of smirk lingering at the corner of his mouth as Dallas spread his legs open a little further so Vegeta would touch him more. As much as he wanted the other man to wait, he didn’t really have that much patience, not when he was this close to being buried in his boyfriend’s ass.

Sitting up a little, he took his free hand and slid teasing fingers between Dallas’s cheeks, teasing his rear entrance. It was so good to see him all worked up over something so little, but Vegeta was the same way. If he was already worked up, he didn’t really take his time with his partner. He was slowly getting that way though with how good Dallas looked underneath him.

Smiling down at his lover, he said, “Just a little bit longer, my dragon. I want you to never be able to forget this night.”

[theonlysayianprince]

💖 (you can pick the girl~)

15. Real Life Disney Singing: Every time your soulmate starts singing, you have an odd urge to burst out in the same song (and you can’t fight this)

I want your uglyI want your diseaseI want your everythingAs long as it’s free…

The words were clear as a bell in his head and he fought the urge to voice them out loud. It was bad enough that his soulmate in this world was a wisp of a woman who sung the most ridiculous things. It was made even worse by the fact she never stopped singing. It was almost as if she knew that the moment he landed in this cursed world that she would have someone to torment.

“I want your love… Love-love-love… I want your love… Curse you, woman!”

He didn’t know where she was, but he knew it was nearby and he wished he could still fly in this cursed place.

@westparkgirls

[theonlysayianprince]

westparkgirls:

As she waited for her answer, Erica began prepping the steaks on the stove. She didn’t turn when he entered the kitchen as she was focused on her task of cooking, something that always calmed her down. His answer wasn’t that surprising though Erica did perk up at the explanation of harems. It sounded quite wonderful, actually.

She glanced towards him as he moved and was grateful that he didn’t smother her. But feeling his warm breath on her ear caused her to pause in her cooking and shiver. His presence behind her was both a cause of panic and a turn on and her mind battled with which sensation it should give in to. After a moment of indecision, Erica made the choice herself and turned to face him, a chesire smile on her face.

“Oh, how would you know, Veg?” she purred, her hands wrapping around his muscular shoulders. “You haven’t even gotten a taste, yet.”

As she stood there, flush against Vegeta and feeling every inch of muscle, a small part of Erica regretted toying with him. Her soulmate was, very obviously, a man who could kill. But Erica forced herself to remember how understanding he had been about waiting and how he puts up with her pet names and affection. She could trust him. She did trust him.

“You should either go wait in the living room or turn the stove off because the longer you’re in here, the more curious I get.”

For a moment, he just stood there and absorbed what it was she was telling him. It seemed like she was giving him a choice and he couldn’t really turn it down. Yes, they had shared a bed many a night, but it had always been chaste and for comfort. Plus, it had always felt like he’d been protecting her from something while he held her.

But this... oh this would be something to remember.

Reaching over, he turned off the stove, his gaze never leaving her face as she did so. He could feel the nerves radiating off of her, but he wouldn’t go beyond what she wanted. He wasn’t a completely evil man, plus, as his soul mate, it would probably hurt him to hurt her.

Bringing a hand to her hip, he just let it rest there as he said, “I’m more than happy to give you a taste, Neko. We don’t even have to leave the kitchen for me to do so.” Drawing slow circles with his thumb, he let out a soft hum. “You can sit on the counter and let me have a taste of you. If you don’t like it, all you ever have to do is say stop.”

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Night Moves

[theonlysayianprince]

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The long haired man shifted obediently as he was stripped from the waist down, moaning at the feeling of teeth at his neck. He groaned and let his head tip back against the other’s muscular shoulder, lips parting with soft panting as the space between them began to heat up. His own member was half hard, but jerked with interest at the cool fingers probing against his hole. 

As the digits pushed inside his eyes fluttered, his breath coming out in a little cry as he was opened up with little preamble. If he was more awake he would have swatted at his lover for moving so fast through the foreplay and straight to this, but in his sleepy state all he knew was that if felt good to be stretched open like this, and he moaned out his approval with little gasps and whines. 

“Mmmmn….m-missed you two m-my prince….” 

His eyes openned just a bit and he drew one leg up slightly to open himself up more, whimpering as his fingers slid deeper. 

There was a grin on Vegeta’s face as Dallas started waking up and starting to enjoy what was happening to him. He knew that if Dallas had been any sort of mentally awake he’d get smacked for his trouble. That or rolled over and teased until Dallas was ready.

It was fun to let his lover take over from time to time, but most of the time, he was the one in charge, bending Dallas to his will... The only reason that even happened was that Vegeta had proven that he would never hurt his lover unless he asked for it. Sure, they were rough from time to time, but that just added to the excitement of it all.

Moving his fingers in and out as he moaned into Dallas’s ear. “I’ve been wanting this ever since you sent me that picture of the black lace. You only do that to punish me when you feel I’ve been away too long.” Adding a third finger, he nipped at Dallas’s throat. “I need you... Are you ready, my dragon?”

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Your Point of View

[theonlysayianprince]

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The sound of foot steps had him nearly dropping the weapon but as he saw his mate was the one walking up to him he relaxed slightly, his sword arm falling to his side, his grip lax. He flushed slightly, like he’d been caught doing something wrong instead of just training on his own time, but then again he was still a scrawny child compared to most of the people here. His mate included. 

“I know how to fight.” He said softly, his fingers tightening on the hilt for a moment, knowing that what he was saying wasn’t really true. He could brawl with human boys of his age and maybe win, but he was no fighter. He’d played at fighting as a child. 

“I…” Dallas sighed and turned back toward the dummy, brow furrowed as he looked for words. He tried to talk more to Vegeta, since they were mates and he needed to relearn to talk somehow. It didn’t make the words come any easier at first. 

“V…I can’t ever learn to fight like you do or any of the others…I’m not…I just a human, and not a very strong one so. I guess I didn’t want you to waste your time training me. And I didn’t want everyone else awake and out here to watch me fail.” He swung at the dummy again on the word fail, embedding it into the thing’s waist quite a ways. 

There was something about the way Dallas looked that had Vegeta softening toward him. He was determined to learn, but he also looked like he was scared to death. He remembered being scared half-to-death when he was his age and stuck under Frieza’s thumb. It didn’t matter that he was strong, he’d been powerless.

Just like Dallas had been before he’d taken him away from the situation.

A tiny smirk twitched in the corner of his mouth at the nickname and he’d been about to reassure him that it would be worth it when the other man swung and embedded the sword in the dummy. Coming up behind Dallas, he put his hands on his shoulders, giving him a gentle squeeze.

“Kakarot and I have an advantage. It’s what our race was bred for. And the other humans here... they trained for a long time to get to where they are.” He was trying to be positive and hopeful, but at the same time not build up the young man’s expectations.

“If you put your mind to it, you could be stronger. It wouldn’t be a waste of time on my part. I can show you things I’ve learned and make sure you never feel powerless again.” Moving so he was now in front of Dallas, he looked at the damage that had been caused and had a smirk on his face as he did so. His glance slid back up to look at Dallas and he actually smiled.

“I think that if you wanted, we could turn you into a good fighter.”

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Your Point of View

[theonlysayianprince]

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From the moment that his feet were set on the ground everything in his life had suddenly changed. He went from a life of silence to their almost always being some kind of boisterous noise happening somewhere, always someone shouting or laughing, but even though he himself was very quiet. His arrival had been both a ripple through the established people here and yet at the same time didn’t seem to change anything. 

Most were friendly, though he caught very disgruntled side long looks from a woman with blue hair by the name of Bulma every now and again. He tried to ignore it, because he knew why it happened. There had been a momentary shock when they understood why exactly he was here and…yeah it was probably weird that he was so much younger than his soul mate, but it wasn’t like they were sleeping together. 

In fact Dallas had his own room and for the next few weeks saw little of his mate other than when the brunette watched the older men training. He didn’t know if it was the fact they weren’t human but…it seemed everyone in his new home was freakishly strong. Except for himself…he was easily the most fragile, and that no one bothered to hide in the worried looks he sometimes caught them giving him. 

It was those looks that led him here, to their training grounds past midnight where there was no one who could watch him. His fists might not be strong, but his hands could carry a sword, and he knew the basics of sword play from when he was younger, and it was those exercises he practiced in the dead of night, circling the dummy with semi clumsy footwork. 

Vegeta wasn’t blind to the looks he got when Dallas arrived to Capsule Corp with him. He was very aware of the fact Dallas was about half his age, but there wasn’t anything that could be done to fix that other than time. The young man would grow older eventually and then... then they’d have a talk about what each of them expected from the other.

He’d also seen the worried looks the others gave Dallas when they thought the boy wasn’t looking. A soft growl usually got their attention, but it didn’t always work. He knew that inside his mate was the heart of a warrior, so Vegeta was fine with letting him find his footing before he talked to him about maybe training. He wouldn’t be as strong as he was, but he could probably beat the bald one—Krillin...maybe that was his name—given enough time.

On this night, he couldn’t sleep and he went to Dallas’s room to see if the young man would maybe like to watch a movie or eat a snack, but he wasn’t there. He knew that his mate was safe here and that nothing could happen to him, but that didn’t ease the worry in the pit of his belly until he found him, swinging a sword and badly dodging around a dummy. He watched him for a few moments, softly smiling and waiting until Dallas stopped for a moment.

Moving close, he made sure to make noise before he said, “You know, if you wanted to learn how to fight, you could have asked. I’m more than happy to train you if you want.”

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Your Point of View

[theonlysayianprince]

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As they walked out, well as Dallas was carried out he felt panic as his father woke from the couch and started screaming at them. He clung tighter but turned a terrified face over the alien’s shoulder to watch his angry face. He was suddenly clutching hard to the other man’s shoulder, his breath picking up and his lips parting to scream and then they were suddenly in the air.

He was breathless, eyes wide as he watched the earth sink away from them far away from the little town he’d know, that little slice of hell. He was panting again, from fear and a bit of excitement and his hands clutched to his soul mate’s shirt. 

The question brought his eyes up and he laughed. Hysterical but still joyful. “I’m okay! I’m…I’m okay!” He looked back down for a moment and then released one hand from it’s death grip to reach into the clouds, laughing again. “H-Holy shit….” 

“I….Dallas…!” He said suddenly, as if someone flipped a memory switch in his head. “My name is Dallas!” 

Vegeta could feel his mate tense up as the other man had yelled at them and he knew that this one had to be the one who had inflicted the wounds on him. In time, he would come back and return the favor, but for now he had to get his mate someplace safe. His home.

He kept a good grip as his mate tried to grab clouds and it made him smile to see him carefree. He had a feeling that neither of them had had many happy moments, but maybe they could start that now.

Chuckling at how he shouted his name at him, Vegeta said, “My pleasure. Now, Dallas, where we’re going... I’m not the only alien. There’s... Kakarot and his spawn. There’s also the Namekian... He’s just a green man.” Vegeta wasn’t really big on details, but Dallas would know soon enough.

Landing at Capsule Corp, Vegeta set Dallas down on his feet, but kept an arm around his waist to help keep him steady. Giving Dallas a smile, he said, “Welcome to... well, home.”