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CHAPTER 7:

Vegeta smiled inwardly at how smoothly things had been going, so far. First Goku, although he wasn’t really sure if the taller man had bought his story, and now Yamcha, who looked as if he had been in an argument with someone. Someone that Vegeta wanted, as well. ~This should be interesting. ~ He mused silently. Stealing a glance at, the now silent, Yamcha, Vegeta could see how easily one could be attracted to the man. Although his face was scarred in some places, his eyes still held a charm all their own. His lips were full and sensual and longed to be kissed. Topping all of that were the long, dark locks of hair that framed the handsome face.

“What are you staring at?” Yamcha asked suddenly, really beginning to curse himself inwardly for not being prepared. Vegeta had introduced himself and of course Yamcha had been surprised at the fact that he was Bejita’s son. However, Vegeta had not mentioned anything about meeting Goku, but Yamcha had figured that much out, after all Goku had called out his name. He felt a dull sense of anger at the fact that Goku and Vegeta had probably done more than exchange names. ~ Don’t jump into conclusions, Yamcha. You are just letting your imagination run wild. ~

“Yamcha.” Vegeta began softly, keeping his eyes on the road and basically driving to nowhere in particular. “I have something that you need. In my possession is over fifty billion worth of gold bars. You and your partner failed to get it last night, if I am not mistaken.” He listened in amusement to the sharp intake of breath from the other man. “However, I have a proposition for you. If you accept this, I will make sure you get every single last one of the gold. Do you agree to this?” He turned to look at Yamcha.

“What is this proposition?”

“It’s simple, really. I refuse to discuss it here, however. I want you to meet me at the Hotel d’ Bolivar, tomorrow. If you do not show up before three o’clock, I would have no other option but to approach the ones named Trunks and 17. I do believe they are after the same thing, as well.”

Yamcha stared out the window for several silent minutes. He wasn’t sure what this Vegeta was up to and he didn’t like it one bit. But the guy had what he and Goku had come here for. ~ I could go…listen to his proposition….Goku dosen’t need to know…. ~

“Fine.” He answered. “I will be there.”

“Good. I knew you would see it my way.” Vegeta answered smiling in satisfaction.

Yes, things were definitely going better than expected.

Trunks snuggled into the warmth beside him. He wrapped his arms around the body that lay next to him, breathing in the husky scent that was his mate.

“Mmmm….koi,” he murmured, darting out a tongue to lick the skin that was close to his mouth. At the back of his mind, something told him that the taste was different, but, Kami! He didn’t care right now. Snuggling even closer, he ground himself against the taut cheeks, noticing that his own naked flesh was burning up as well. Reaching up blindly, he reached for the lips that hovered and breathed next to his hair. Kissing it gently, he suckled lightly on the full lower lip and then plunged his tongue into the warmth, moaning softly as big hands wrapped around him, responding as passionately. Bodies rubbed against each other, straining to do more, when a sudden familiar voice stopped both men cold.

“Well, its’ nice to know that I am appreciated around here, Trunks-kun.” 17 drawled lazily, leaning against the doorway with a smirk on his face.

Trunks shot his eyes open and stared at the apparition of his mate at the doorway. ~ Oh, no! I couldn’t have been kissing…! ~ He spun around in shock to see the stupid grin that was etched on Radditz’s face. Suddenly feeling like gagging, he scrambled off the bed and wrapped the sheets around his naked torso, feeling his face burn with embarrassment.

“Kami….17…I didn’t know it was him…honest…” he began, feeling way too hot.

“Hehehe….I can always do a three-way, you know.” Radditz grinned lazily, stretching out fully on the bed and displaying his well-endowed body proudly.

17’s smirk disappeared as he approached the lying man. Sliding a glance to his mate, he grabbed Radditz’s turgid flesh and began sucking him in gentle strokes, keeping his eyes firmly fixed on the red-faced younger man. Moaning, 17 shut his eyes and continued his ministrations on Radditz, smiling as the big man writhed with delight on the sheets. Releasing him slowly, making sure to give a quick lick at the slit on his erect penis, he motioned for his koi to come closer.

“Come now, koi, let Radditz take care of you.” Trunks felt his skin flush as he noticed the blatant look of desire that both men gave him as he felt his own erection throb in excitement. Appraoching the bed slowly, Radditz quickly yanked the sheets away from Trunks’s waist and began to slide rough hands over the throbbing flesh. Trunks threw back his head, biting his lips to stop the scream that was threatening to come out. 17 grinned at the sight and went back to work on Radditz’s penis, sucking in deeper as his tongue licked the moist warmth.

Trunks thought he would explode as the larger man replaced his hands with his mouth. He could barely stand now as his vision became non-existent. He whimpered as he felt hands reach into his buttocks and probe searchingly for the pleasure spot. He didn’t know or care who it was; all he knew at this point was that he was probably going to die sooner or later from over-stimulation.

He gripped the edge of the headboard as he bucked into Radditz’s mouth and the hands that were driving him to the edge behind. “Yyyyeeessss….” He hissed through gritted teeth, as Radditz began tweaking his nipples. “Aaahhhhhh….KAMI!!” He finally screamed as his body became taut and then spasmed with the shocks of his explosive release. He watched hazily as Radditz caught every drop and licked him dry, noticing that the larger man was in the midst of his own orgasm. Radditz bucked sharply against 17 as he spilled his juices into the warm mouth, panting harshly as he too was sucked off completely. 17 raised his head, wiping a hand across his mouth, as he took in the sight of the two spent men.

“Hey….” He drawled.” Don’t I get any?”

Trunks needed no second invitation. Diving forward, he caught his mates’ lips in a crushing kiss, tasting the essence of Radditz in the process. With expert hands, he removed 17’s clothing, watching as the other man, moved behind him. Radditz parted 17’s taut cheeks and began mauling his prostrate, as Trunks swooped downward and took the throbbing erection within his mouth.

17 groaned and shut his eyes as both men went to work on him. He writhed and groaned with pleasure as he felt Radditz begin to suckle his neck, licking and kissing it feverishly.

Whispering softly, he moaned into the big man’s neck, “Fuck me, Radditz and hard.”

Radditz grinned and began to slowly thrust his thick member into the prepared opening. 17 stiffened a bit, but slowly relaxed as Trunks, realizing that his mate was a bit uncomfortable, began sucking with even more thoroughness.

“AHHH…YESSS!!” 17 screamed as his prostrate was stroked with the swollen flesh over and over again. Blindly, he raised his mate’s head off his own penis and caught the moist, swollen lips with his own. They kissed frantically for several minutes, before Trunks found himself on all fours and the feel of his koi’s member seeking its’ entrance into his own body.

He shut his eyes and howled as 17 began pumping into his body. The three men bucked, strained and slammed into each other, feeling the mounting pleasures of their orgasms. 17 reached around and stroked Trunks’s neglected penis as he bucked harder against the invasion in his own body. Sweat trickled down perfect bodies as all tried to outdo each other.

Radditz was the first to explode as he spilled his essence into the tight warmth before him. 17 sucked in his breath and squeezed his eyes even harder as he felt his own orgasm fast approaching. Slamming even harder into Trunks, he tugged the swollen flesh and listened as his mate arched into him and howl his own completion, spilling his hot semen all over his hands. 17 held back no longer, as he too came violently into the slick heat.

All three men collapsed in a heap on the bed. Legs and limbs tangled in the aftermath of their sexual escapade. Trunks, who had somehow ended up in the middle, snuggled into the warmth of his love; kissing the lips softly, he reached around and looked into Radditz’s face…..only to see that the man had already blacked out. Chuckling slightly, he turned back to his mates’ face and noticed the frown on it.

“What is it, koi?” he asked softly, caressing fingers down the pale cheek.

“I almost forgot what I came in here to tell you two.”

“What was that?”

“I got a strange phone call. Someone wants to meet us at the café down at Elysie Street tomorrow morning. Said we had to be there before noon, that he had something that we needed.”

“Did he say his name?”

“No…but I have a nasty feeling that I might know who the person is.”

Trunks stayed silent for a moment. “Do you think we should go?”

“I say we do. At least let’s see what he wants. Bejita doesn’t come in until tomorrow night, so we have plenty of time.”

“If you say so. I just don’t want any more surprises. I have about had it with this city.”

“I know, koi. I know.”

Vegeta parked in front of the hotel and turned around to fully stare at his passenger. Yamcha squirmed in embarrassment, feeling his face flush with heat at the intense scrutiny.

“I hope you wouldn’t disappoint me, Yamcha.” Vegeta said lazily, trailing lean fingers down the man’s face in a soft caress. The other man seemed to be frozen as his body reacted instinctively to the touch. He felt his every nerve jump in anticipation and he had to shake his head to relieve the heady feeling and the sudden increase of the potent scent of Vegeta.

“I…I s..s..said I would be there.” He muttered out, wanting to leave the car as fast as possible. It was becoming too hard to breathe. Unable to withdraw his eyes from the magnetism of the obsidian depths, he whispered hoarsely, “I have to leave, now.”

Vegeta grinned wickedly as he leaned forward quickly and seized the full lips in a swift but bruising kiss. Taking advantage of Yamcha’s gasp of surprise, he dipped his tongue into the warm mouth, sucking gently as he moaned softly. Yamcha couldn’t respond. He was in too much of a shock to do anything, really. This was happening all too fast for him and quite frankly, he didn’t know what to do. Seizing hold of Vegeta’s shoulders he pulled the smaller man away from him and looking deep into the hazy depths, he said steadily, but quietly said,

“I am sorry, Vegeta. I cannot do this. I will come to your hotel tomorrow and you will help me. But please, do not let this happen again.”

Vegeta smirked and then laughed softly, “Let me guess, your partner wouldn’t like you cheating on him, ne?”

Yamcha flushed and then opening the door, he stepped out. Leaning back down to look at Vegeta, he smiled and replied, “Yes, Vegeta. I have a very jealous mate. Goodnight.”

Vegeta watched him disappear into the hotel, the smile vanishing from his face and quickly replaced with a frown. ~ We will see about that, my good man, we will see. ~

Cranking up his car with more force than necessary, he sped off into the early dawn, getting ready for the very busy day ahead of him.

The beautiful brunette walked into the Swiss Bank and headed straight to the teller. Smiling brightly, she opened up her briefcase and handed over the documents.

“Thank you, Miss Blanc. We will process this immediately.”

The woman watched as the teller disappeared into the back offices. Picking up her cell-phone she gave instructions to the other person at the end of the line. She quickly replaced the phone as the teller appeared. Grinning widely, the shapely woman accepted the now empty briefcase and walked back out into the bright sunshine.

In another twenty-four hours, all of Bejita’s International accounts would be in one man’s possession.