Suddenly he stopped his sucking. “No!” Raditz cried out in protest.

“‘No’?” The king’s enjoyment was evident, and the speed of the pulsations moved up, drawing sounds from Raditz that he himself hadn’t though himself capable of making. The king’s hands and tongue returned to teasing every other sensitive region of Raditz’s body, ignoring where he needed him the most. This was too unbearable…

“Sire, please!” Raditz cried out, at the end of his rope. This teasing stimulation, with his heat cycle, was eating him alive.

“Please what? Do you need something, Raditz?”

“Yes! Finish me… fuck me! Sire, please!” Raditz choked out, tears springing to his eyes.

“Why didn’t you just say so?” he purred, presenting his fingers to Raditz’s mouth. Raditz sucked them sensuously, eagerly, coating them well and redoubling King Vegeta’s excitement.

“You look so adorable, all helpless and vulnerable,” the king commented, introducing a finger gently inside Raditz, making him groan with pleasure, pushing his hips against it. He moved the finger slowly in and out before adding a second… then a third… so slowly, curving them just right to tickle the sensitive bundle of nerves deep inside him, surprised at how open to him he was, despite his tightness.

“A… ah! Yes! Harder!” Raditz was visibly trembling, a sob of protest escaping him when the fingers were removed.

“Tell me how bad you need this, Raditz,” King Vegeta prompted, his excitement at his domination ever mounting.

“I… need it… bad…” Raditz managed, his breathing now in rasping pants.

“And who exactly do you want to fuck you?” the king insisted.

“You, Your Majesty… I want you to fuck me!” Raditz managed, now out of breath.

“Good,” the king told him, “Because I’ve wanted this for so long.” He slowly removed his boots, then his tight pants, before taking his place between Raditz’s spread legs.

“So… have I,” Raditz was surprised at his own words. The king smiled approvingly, then Raditz felt his thick, hard erection sliding slowly into him.

“Yes!” Raditz’s hips moved eagerly foreward to impale himself, desperate and trembling harder now, welcoming the twinge of pain that was overrode by an exquisite pleasure as he felt himself slowly filled up, gradually in and out according to Raditz’s moans of approval until he was fully inside him.

Raditz’s hips opened under him, gasping in pleasure as the king began to slowly stroke his hard, pulsing arousal in time to his thrusts.

“Ohh… yes…! Oh gods!” Raditz sobbed, more tears leaking from his eyes, the wave of pleasure that washed over him becoming almost too much for him; and yet… and yet… gods, that felt so good…
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TBC in part 5/5…