Popsicle: Popsicle

Popsicle
By Pixelgoddess
Disclaimer - Don't own them, but wouldn't mind them for a Yule gift.
Warnings - Goku/Vegeta, mistreatment of frozen treats, dislike of snow.
(This was written for a drabble contest on Saiyan Secrets.)
Christmas Drabble - limit 1000 words - snow, frost, shiver, present/gift, melt, sparkle, sweet.
915 words.

Vegeta groaned as he watched Kakarott deep-throat the popsicle, shivering in delicious agony as his mate slowly slid the frozen treat out of his mouth to tantalizingly lick away the melting sweetness.

"Damn it, Kakarott. Do you have to do that here?" Here being a Fort Lauderdale, Florida beach, surrounded by families trying to celebrate the holidays in the sun. He had had enough of that cold, wet shit and was more than willing to take Kakarott's suggestion for a warm winter vacation.

Goku smirked at him, eyes sparkling with amusement as he swallowed the last of his treat, licking the sticky leftovers from his lips.

"But my prince," he purred, crawling across the sand, "I just want to keep in practice." He stopped moving forward when he was straddling Vegeta's calves, tantalizingly out of reach.

"I think you got enough practice last night, Kakarott," he answered, leaning back out of reach when Goku dipped his head forward to kiss him.

Goku growled and lunged forward, pinning him to the towel with his weight. He licked Vegeta's lips, nibbling on his lower lip. Vegeta tried to voice his protest, not wanting an audience. Goku ignored his complaints to dip into his prince's mouth.

Vegeta purred as he tasted the citrus sweetness still on his lover's tongue. He momentarily forgot where they were as he curled his fingers in his mate's hair, pulling him close.

He loved the feeling of the weight of Kakarott pressing him to the ground, the heat of his body making him hungry for more, the oil on Kakarott's skin mixing with his own green scent, arousing him.

Goku finally broke the kiss, nipping the tip of Vegeta's nose as he sat back with a grin.

Vegeta narrowed his eyes at him, not really pleased at this public display, or his somewhat willing participation. He propped himself up on his elbows and looked around. It was as he feared - they had witnesses. Two teenage girls sat staring, their melting snow cones forgotten as they dripped onto the sand. He snarled at them and they turned and hid their mouths behind their hands, whispering and giggling.

"Kakarott..." he said warningly, trying to pull free of his large mate.

Goku sighed and shifted so Vegeta could move. The prince rose and began to stalk away.

"Vegeta, wait! I'm sorry! Where are you going?" Goku called, quickly scooping up their belongings, and rushing after him.

"Back to the room," he said, frostily, not turning around. Damn it, what the hell was wrong with Kakarott? He knew how he felt about being touched like that in public. It just brought back too many bad memories of Frieza and his followers.

Vegeta stopped when Kakarott appeared in front of him, and stared up at the younger Saiyan. He blinked when he realized that Kakarott actually looked sad - hell, the baka smiled so much he almost forgot he had another expression.

"Damn it, Kakarott." he said softly, staring down at the other Saiyan's bare feet. "You know..."

" I know, Vegeta," Goku said, brushing his thumb across his mate's cheek. "I shouldn't have gone so far. But you looked so hot lying there, all that bronze skin to touch, oil coating those beautiful muscles of yours, sweat dripping off of you..."

"Room. Now," Vegeta demanded, smirking.

An instant later they were standing in their hotel room. Vegeta grabbed the front of Goku's swim trunks and began to back up, pulling the large Saiyan with him. He stopped when the back of his knees hit the bed.

"You know, Kakarott," he said with a purr, "I think you owe me another gift to make up for your little stunt just now..."

"And what would my prince like?" Goku asked with a hungry smile.

"As I recall, this all started with a popsicle," he smirked.

Goku laughed and dropped to his knees, quickly removing Vegeta's trunks and pushing him to sit on the edge of the bed.

Vegeta trailed fingers through the hair of his mate, tilting his head to receive a kiss. He sighed and broke the kiss when he felt Kakarott's hands tenderly touching him.

He moaned as he felt the tip of a tongue teasing the underside of his erection, starting at the base and moving to the tip, dipping into the slit, making him shudder. Fingers stroked his balls, brushing the outside of his entrance. Vegeta groaned his mate's name as he was swallowed whole, his head rubbing against the back of Kakarott's throat.

Goku moved, bobbing his head, Vegeta's arousal sliding in and out of his mouth. He slid a finger into his entrance. His tongue traced lazy trails, making Vegeta try to thrust his hips.

Vegeta growled in frustration when Goku held him against the bed. His complaint vanished when Goku began to alternate between purring and growling around his erection.

Goku could tell his prince was close. He added another finger, teasing him, making Vegeta arch his back in pleasure. When he had Vegeta begging for more he shoved him over the edge, sucking hard on his cock.

"Kakarotto!" he howled.

Goku purred with delight as he hungrily swallowed every tasty drop, carefully licking Vegeta clean. He put his hand behind Vegeta's neck and pulled him down into a voracious kiss.

Vegeta answered his purr with his own, battling Kakarott's tongue, tasting himself in his mate's mouth.

"Now," Goku said, pinning him to the bed with a smirk, "How about I fill your stocking?"