Squirty Cream

"No!"

"Why not?" Goku pouted, still holding up the can of squirty cream. Ever persistent, his expression quickly changed to a grin, and he began to shake the item. "It'll be fun."

Vegeta wrinkled his nose. "It'll be messy."

"I don't think it will. I overheard Goten say-"

"I don't need to know what my son and yours are doing! Furthermore, I-"

This time it was Vegeta who was interrupted as Goku flicked the top off the squirty cream can with his thumb, and then drew a long line with the contents down the prince's chest.

Vegeta's mind suddenly became very occupied with convincing himself that he hadn't moaned when Goku finished off by swirling the cream up and around his penis. He also definitely hadn't each time the larger Saiyan dipped his tongue down and slowly licked the white substance off his skin.

Oh shit!

And he certainly hadn't shouted out when the idiot slowly, (oh so horribly slowly), licked his penis, going up and down until he had consumed all the cream. The prince didn't know exactly what noise he had made when Goku had placed his mouth over the tip and sucked hard, but he didn't do that either, dammit!

"See," Goku grinned at him. "Told you you'd like it."