Welcome to DBZ Love Garden

"You wouldn't take them off" Goku growled hotly, yanking the remnants down
over muscled thighs. A stiff erection popped up.

Sly grin. "What have we been hiding, Yamcha?"

"Aakk!!"

A hot mouth plunged over a pulsating shaft before the z warrior could answer.
Yamcha fell back against the pillows, groaning.

"Damn you" he hissed in pleasure as wet slickness teased his length.
"Going...too fast!"

"I'm hungry" Goku suckled the soft sacs underneath hard as he stroked
Yamcha's swollen member. Fingers reached around and slipped up the cleft of
his ass, teasing before massaging the puckered opening.

Yamcha licked his lips in sweaty anticipation. "Ghods, Goku, slow down! I
haven't even done anything to you yet!"

The agitated saiyan nipped tender thigh skin, bringing more yelps from
Yamcha. "You are. Just looking at you gets me off" he growled roughly.

Yamcha arched in pleasure. "At least...let me do something!"

Goku purred sensuously. "All right" his tail waved tauntingly. He rolled on
his back, smiling.

Yamcha took a deep breath, grinning at the lush body. "So much to work with,
so little time."

Goku flashed his canines. "So get started, already" his tail puffed out
underneath as he stroked himself.

Yamcha paused, frowning. "Goku, uh...your teeth..."

A growl. "Don't worry, I will bite. I told you there were differences."

Yamcha smiled slowly. "Okay, I'm game. Besides, you look real sexy like that"
he nuzzled the corded neck.

Goku closed his eyes, enjoying Yamcha's ministrations as hot tongue roamed
across his collarbone and down his chest. Yamcha suckled and tasted bronzed
skin that radiated heat.

"Mnfph. You taste like spice and sugar, Goku. And you smell like it, too.
What in Kami's name are you wearing, some kind of flavored body oil?"

Goku purred in satisfaction. "My own, you might say."

Yamcha shook his head in wonderment as he lapped along rippling abs. "Masak.
Absolutely amazing."

Exploring hands stroked and caressed muscled perfection. Yamcha felt his own
body strain with need as their nipples rubbed from friction. Absently he
reached for Goku's tail as it slipped between them.

"That tickles, Goku" he rasped in excitement, ruffling the black fur. Goku's
head flew back as he cried out in pleasure.

Yamcha blinked in surprise. _What did I just do?_ He looked at the tail again
as it whipped about.

_Hmm..._

Testing a theory he ruffled and stroked the appendage, hard. Goku arched
against him, hands grabbing his ass cheeks in a bruising hold. Yamcha gulped
for air, delighted at his discovery. He grinned wickedly.

"Why, Goku. Does it bother you when I do this?" he tugged the tail again.

"Kisama!!" the saiyan nearly bounced them both off the bed. Yamcha had to
grab onto the nightsand to keep from falling off. He gazed up teasingly into
Goku's lust filled eyes.

"My, my. I think I'll play" he squeezed Goku's tail at the base.

Goku rolled off, wailing at sweet sensations that washed up his spine. Yamcha
took advantage, pinning him down. They were both heaving with need.

"Now for a taste" Yamcha sweated, grabbing the thick length that bobbed at
him. He lapped delicately at the head, nipping along the vein underneath. The
saiyan thrashed incoherently underneath him, grabbing fistfuls of dark hair.
Yamcha plunged over the shaft, savoring the spicy musk flavor. He pulled
himself as he sucked, feeling his own member grow slick with precum.

Goku was for all intents and purposes, nearly gone. Hips jerked as the need
for completion was near. Fingers pressed against his hot hole, seeking
entrance and finding it. Yamcha rapidly stroked the warm channel, feeling it
clench tightly in resistance.

Goku was awash in sensation that rippled down his thighs. He bucked and
groaned as orgasm threatened to overtake him. At first he was content to
enjoy and receive pleasure...

Until saiyan instinct and the need to dominate took over. Yamcha yelped in
shock as he was suddenly grabbed and flipped over on his belly.

Flushed and surprised, Yamcha gasped. "What-"

WIth inhuman speed, Goku spread golden thighs wide. Unprepared, Yamcha
panicked.

"Dame!! Wait-"

Goku wet his fingers and probed, cutting off Yamcha's protests. The z warrior
moaned and writhed, his own swollen erection rubbing over the bed. Delightful
sensations rolled across his groin in waves as his hips rocked from side to
side.

Yamcha clutched the bedstand, rearing up again. "Ghods...G...oku...don't
stop...hahh...AHH...faster..."

Three fingers pistoned him, preparing him for what was to come. Yamcha rolled
his eyes back, body tightening like a bow. A whimper escaped his throat as
the taunting digits were removed. His legs went weak from anticipation.

Strong arms pulled him back up as he dropped lower. Soon something warm and
thick filled Yamcha, threatening to split him in two. Mindlessly he howled as
the hot shaft speared him. Goku wasted no time with preliminaries and rammed
the willing flesh mercilessly. The bed creaked and bounced as Yamcha was
hammered into submission.

Hot breath gusted against golden shoulders as Yamcha smelled spice once more.

_Got to...know...how...he manages...to smell...like that..._ his brain
rambled foggily even as his body was plundered.

"Gaaa!!!" piercing pain stabbed through his haze as sharp teeth bit trails
across his shoulder blades. Yamcha couldn't cry out further. His body had
betrayed him completely, the pain spiking even greater pleasure. He began to
spurt.

A furry tail snaked under his belly, squeezing his erection. Yamcha screamed
as Goku swelled and broke above him, triggering his own explosion. The z
warrior's face screwed in a mask of pleasure, his face buried in soft
pillows. Blood pounded in his ears and drowned out all sound, a sensation of
it's own.

_Kami...don't let it end...love it..._

The last thing he remembered was an animalistic roar as Goku slammed him one
last time, and swirling color before crashing into darkness.

****

_Ghods, I am busted..._

The z warrior lay face down, his body one big bruise. Arms and legs splayed
carelessly across the bed as he lay immobile.

A worried voice was above him. "Yamcha! Ogenki Deska?!"

"Ah...ai..."

Goku turned him over gently. He palmed the scarred cheek. Yamcha's dark eyes
fluttered open as he managed a wan smile.

"Tell me" he coughed. "Do you saiyans always make a habit of killing your
lovers?"

Goku flushed. "I'm sorry...I lost control a bit."

Yamcha grinned weakly. "Oh well. Guess I'm too sexy, ne?"

Goku smiled, pecked his nose. "Very."

****

To his delight and surprise, Yamcha found himself being carried to the
bathroom.

"Goku, what are you doing?!"

"I want you in the tub-"

"Kami! Not like last night, my body can't take it!"

The saiyan made a face. "I only meant that you need a hot bath."

Dark eyes sparkled as Goku stepped across ceramic tiles.

"And here I thought you were carrying me over the threshold" the z warrior
teased.

"Baka" Goku snickered. "Into the tub with you" he lowered his lover into
steaming water.

Yamcha sighed. "Aaahh. That's good" he sunk lower. Goku used the opportunity
to tie a towel around his waist.

"Aren't you getting in with me?"

"There isn't enough room. Besides, I don't trust my control right now."

Yamcha motioned for him to stay. "Wait, don't leave. We need to talk."

Running his hands through his hair, Goku nodded. He sat at the tub's edge.

Yamcha sighed, looking him over. "Guess you know how _I_ feel."

The dark saiyan nodded. "I sensed your feelings last night."

"Ashiteru, Goku" Yamcha said softly, reaching out. Goku took his hand.

"Yamcha-"

"It's okay. I know you aren't in love with me, but can we see each other
more?"

Goku gave that famous smile. "I'd like that. You know I care for you, Yamcha."

"I know."

"I don't want to use you, either. Things are rather strained with me right
now, the separation from Chi Chi and all."

Yamcha kissed his hand. "Listen, I'm a big boy. But I'm curious about one
thing...you and Chi Chi seemed so happy. What happened?"

Swarthy features hardened under thick raven locks. "It's nothing I'm proud
of...not the way it happened."

Yamcha sat up. "What happened? Tell me."

"She caught me with someone else...threatened to tell Gohan and Goten about
it if I didn't pay a large settlement."

Yamcha swallowed. "You cheated? But...why? If you don't want to tell me I'll
understand..."

Dark eyes closed briefly. "Our marriage was in trouble for some time. Maybe
we did it too young, I don't know."

Yamcha observed him keenly. "You grew apart?"

"I'm not sure we were ever 'together' in the truest sense. You probably don't
know how I married her in the first place."

Yamcha blinked as he realized he didn't. "True, but I just thought it was
love at first sight. At least it seemed that way."

"For her it was. Don't get me wrong, I liked her. But it wasn't passionate
love or anything like that."

"Then why marry her!"

"Because it seemed like the right thing to do. She tricked me by extracting a
promise, and her father was nearby. I couldn't back out on my word."

"Was she pregnant?"

Goku laughed. "No, nothing like that. She took advantage of my lack of
sophistication. The next thing I knew I was walking down the aisle."

Yamcha grinned. "A sad history of men everywhere" he grew serious. "So it
looks like a divorce?"

"Probably. There's no reconciling what I did with her."

Both men were silent a moment, lost in private thoughts. Yamcha finally spoke
first.

"I have to ask you something, and you can tell me to back off if you want."

Goku's eyes narrowed. "Go ahead."

Yamcha looked down momentarily. "That scene last night with Vegeta...what was
that all about?"

Goku gave him a sidelong glance, his face shaded. "A private dispute."

The handsome z warrior frowned. "To the point where he would risk being seen
at a gay club?"

"I don't think he cared."

"His behavior was embarrassing."

"No. Vegeta rarely concerns himself with what people think."

"Apparently not, even when he acts like a jealous lover!"

Goku snapped wild eyes on him. "Where'd that come from, Yamcha!"

"I call it like I see it, Goku. That was one hell of a display. And all that
talk about scenting me and claiming-"

"You've made your point" Goku growled gruffly, his teeth sharp. "Back off!"

"Fine, but I need to know what I'm getting into here."

Goku folded his arms. "Your call. I'm not forcing any relationship."

Yamcha felt a ripple of anger. "It was Vegeta."

Dark eyes went wide. "Nani?!"

Yamcha slapped at the water in frustration. "Damn, what a _fool_ I've been!!
It would have to be him. He's taken everything else away from me-"

Goku cocked an eyebrow. "Excuse me? No one's stolen me from anyone!"

"You had an affair with Vegeta! That's why he wouldn't leave...he came to
have it out with you!"

Goku stood. "You _are_ a fool, Yamcha. And as for the rest...I'm not Bulma!"

Yamcha winced as his bruises protested movement. "Stay right there! If you're
sleeping with him-"

"Enough of this bull" Goku moved to the door. "I'm sorry. Maybe we shouldn't
get close...perhaps it's better just to stay friends."

"No wait! Gomen, Goku. But hear me out. He's no good for you."

The tall saiyan stared. "Are you insane? What are you yammering about,
Yamcha?!"

Yamcha staggered to his feet. "Does he truly care for you, or is it just a
thrill thing?"

"You said you'd back off" Goku warned. "So much for that promise."

Yamcha grabbed a towel, shaking his head. "I know I have no claim. It's
just...I love you. And I don't want to see you hurt by
that...that...bakayarou!!" his face reddened with rage.

"Yamcha" Goku saw the hurt in his face. He wrapped his arms around his friend.

Soft kiss. "Please stop this. My life is in transition right now, and I can't
commit to anything or anyone. No exceptions!"

Dark eyes surveyed the saiyan. "No commitment? Hmm, that might give me some
time..."

"What are you talking about?"

Another pulling kiss. "Only that Vegeta isn't the only game in town."

Goku threw his hands up. "Why do you keep going on about Vegeta?!"

Yamcha winked at him. "He won't win this time."

"I really don't want to talk about this anymore."

"Okay" Yamcha ran his fingers through Goku's thick mop. "I'm feeling a little
less sore. You really wore me out, you know."

Slow smile. "Well, we saiyans never do things halfway."

Yamcha pulled Goku into the bedroom. "I've got a couple more questions for
you."

****

Goku cradled his lover in his arms as they sat on the floor. Yamcha nearly
passed out during their fourth go round. The hot blooded saiyan licked his
ear from behind.

"Nnmpfh. So have I answered your questions?"

The z warrior sat dazedly with his eyes crossed. "Hah?"

Goku nipped the nape of his neck. "No more questions?"

Yamcha fell against him in exhaustion. "I think..."

Goku tilted the dark head back. "Hey! You alright? You look pretty ragged
out."

"Ah...I...uh...well..."

Sharp teeth clamped down on an ear. Yamcha howled with pain.

"Chikuso!! Stop biting me, dammit!!"

Goku purred, lashing his tail across golden thighs. "Gomen. I can't control
it sometimes."

Yamcha squirmed at the ticklish black fur. "I need a freaking sensu bean" he
flinched in Goku's arms. "Make it two..."

Goku held him tightly. "Later. Get some sleep."

Yamcha shifted, easing pressure on his backside. "Who can sleep? I'm half
crippled and bitten to death!"

A chiseled nose buried itself in dark hair. "Relax" Goku slowly stroked
Yamcha, purring soothingly.

"Are saiyans always so noisy when they do it?"

Another bite, near the shoulder this time. Yamcha cursed.

"That's it-" he hissed, attempting to push off.

Arms like bands of iron held him still. "Sleep" the purring reached a
crescendo. Yamcha felt himself drifting off at the sound.

Eyelids fluttered as he lost consciousness. _Kill me, love me...what the
hell..._

****

Yamcha awoke to that delicious spicy scent that lulled his senses. Turning
over, he embraced his lover.

"Hmm. I think this could be habit forming."

Sultry eyes were lidded. "Yamcha...there's something else you should know
about me."

A weary sigh of pleasure. "Let's see...you eat the people you love."

Goku snorted. "Very funny. One of the reasons I can't make any relationship
decisions right now is because...I go into heat."

Yamcha sat up in shock. "You..._what??"_

A lazy yawn exposed perfect fangs. Yamcha cringed, remembering the biting.

"You heard me. Saiyans have a cycle where they have to mate."

Yamcha gulped. "Kami...I'm glad you're telling me all this _now."_

Goku pulled a sheet from the bed, covering them both. The two men snuggled.

Yamcha stroked the hot body next to his. "But why should that be a problem,
if you're with someone you trust?"

"It would take more than that. They would need to have endurance and a
tolerance for pain. Unfortunate but true."

Yamcha paled. "You mean like last night?"

Gentle laugh. "Hardly. I'm not...in heat right now."

Yamcha covered his eyes. "I don't want to know."

"I also get violent."

"Goku, are you trying to scare me off? Because if you are-"

"This is the truth, baka! Now maybe you'll understand my reluctance."

Yamcha was silent a moment. "But I don't get it...what about Chi Chi?"

"What about her" Goku snapped, his face darkening.

"Well..she handled it, right? Why couldn't I?"

"She didn't...not when I went into rut."

"What? What the hell did you do, then?"

"It's none of your buisness, Yamcha. I don't wish to discuss it."

Yamcha's expression softened. "Hey, let's not fight."

Goku smiled against his cheek. "I don't want to hurt you."

Soft kiss. "Don't worry about it."

****

Goku showered and dressed. Yamcha walked him to the door.

"Pretty sunrise, don't you think?" rainbow beams filtered through the living
room window.

Goku had a joyous expression. "Yeah. Great for flying."

Yamcha pulled him into a deep kiss. "Remember, I love you. If you need me,
I'm here..."

Goku kissed his eyelids tenderly. "Arigatou. Do me a small favor and don't
cut your hair again, okay?"

Yamcha beamed. "Hai."

The saiyan squeezed his hand and headed out. _Should I take a chance on him?_

Yamcha watched the man he loved most walk into the dawn. _Will he trust me
enough to come back?_

The End