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Better Things to Do	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1488 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Better Things To Do

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One
Shot After Frosting Chronicles

Warnings, Mumblings and Disclaimers:

a.
I
don�t own DBZ, GT or just plain B.
Heck, I don�t even know what Z or GT stand for. *shrug *

b.
HOWEVER,
I do own all of the little Saiyans that aren�t Goku, Vegeta, Goten or
Trunks. I also own Goten�s ability to
have children. And Goku�s stretch
marks. ;)

c.
SEX. Just because I wanted it to be rated
nc-17. Saiyans. Smart-ass comments. Bardock�s POV.

d.
If
you haven�t read More of Us, Even More of Us and Frosting Chronicles this might
be a wee bit on the �huh?� side.

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There
were a lot of things that the Prince of Saiyans did not like. The top of that list, at the moment, was his
siblings. Because since this morning
(which was started off with a real bang when the water-heater thingamajig blew
up inexplicably and everyone was pointing at everyone else and he was about to
kill the entire settlement just to make sure he got to the bottom of the
problem) every single one of his siblings (the adopted and in-law ones
included) (This totaled�5 full siblings, 3 mates to them and 4 adopted ones�12
people!) had come into his office thing and asked him:

�Hey,
Bardock, where�s Dad?� Or occasionally:
�Have you seen Mom?� Or if you were
Goten (ONCE MORE PREGNANT, MIND YOU) you asked: �Seen Vegeta?� whilst carrying
two of his children that were wimpy little things that didn�t like to hang out
with their father because Trunks was the other Prince and when he wasn�t stuck
neck deep in diplomatic bullshit he was hip deep in building something or
another.

Goten
came last to the office-thing and that was the last straw. Bardock glared at his little sister
(brother, he reminded himself�then looked at Goten�s chubby tummy and figu to to just go with the flow and call him a girl because that was what everyone
called Goten anyway.) �NO I HAVE NOT
SEEN THEM! NO NO NO NO NO!� Then he pointed at the door: �GET OUT!�

Goten
just smirked at him. �Poor
Bardock.� Shook his head and walked out
of the room without so much as a slight iota of being offended. But that�s what Goten was like. He�d get even later. Do something mean to Bardock or maybe he
would tell Bulla something mean and he would get the bitchy side of her. (Oh, wow, what a freaking shock.)

Then,
after Goten had swept out of the room and been gone for all of thirteen
minutes, the door was shoved open again and he would have blasted the intruder
to little tiny intruding bits, but it was his littlest brothers (well, full brothers)
Vegita and Kakarot. They were singing
happily and stopped just in front of him.
Wide grins on their faces (Vegita was the taller one.) �We figured out the problem,� Kakarot said.

�Yep,�
Vegita added, �It wasn�t anyone�s fault.
One of the coils broke and blew it up.
We�re going to get it fixed by tonight.�

Bardock
blinked. And the two of them cringed a
bit and backed up toward the door. He
smiled�just to be deceiving�and said: �If you�re going to get it fixed�� paused
her for dramatic effect: �WHY AREN�T YOU DOING IT?!�

~~~***

Goku
licked his lips. Smiled, watched Vegeta
shake his head but it was just posturing.
They both knew it. Besides, you
couldn�t very well stick your nose skyward for too long when you were the King
that was playing hooky while leaving your overworked-underpaid and
psychotically imbalanced oldest son with the task of handling a non-natural
disaster that had almost the entire settlement pointing fingers at each other
and demanding retribution. Vegeta had
protested a bit when Goku appeared in his �office� (It was sort of like a
throne room thing where people came to bitch) and suggested they get out of the
�capital� before someone showed up and they got stuck there for a whole
day. But when the first knock came to the
door, Vegeta and grabbed his hand and asked him just why in the hell he was
taking so long to get them out of there.

And
there were enough women in their settlement now that anyone could find them if
they asked one of the girls. (That
long-distance Ki-sensing was a horrible thing for the women to have.) Of course, considering they were on the
opposite side of the planet as the rest of them, they would most likely have to
go to Goten. He was still the one
gifted with the most advanced feminine gifts.
(The irony of this was not lost on Goku.)

�Are
you finished with that?� Vegeta asked.
Nodded his head at the fruit that Goku had been taunting him with for a
while now. Eating it slowly, letting
the juice of it roll down his chin so he could lick it up and then there was
the pleased purring that he did while he sucked the sticky liquid out of the
fruit.

Goku
sighed, lifted one of his legs�since his show had brought Vegeta to his knees
as he watched and his mate was now next to his legs�and put it on the other
side of Vegeta so his mate was now between his legs. �It doesn�t seem to be doing what I want it to,� Goku said. Purred deeper and licked the thick syrup off
his chin one more time.

�You�re
hopeless,� Vegeta said. Moved forward,
so that he had one hand in the soft ground on either side of Goku�s ribs.

�What�d
you think I kidnapped you for?� he asked, tossed the fruit away and sucked on
his fingers. Purred nice and deep, way
down so his stomach could feel the vibrations.
Made himself quiver without meaning to, and said: �You have something
better to do?�

�No,�
Vegeta replied, moved one hand from the ground to his mate�s hip, slid the tips
of his fingers inside the pants and against Goku�s warm skin. (The Saiyan home planet, very hot, by the
way.) �But,� he replied, his hand
sliding along the juncture of hip and leg, down to where that quivering
originated, �We left our son to handle a disaster.� Leaned forward, licked away the syrup that Goku missed around his
mouth, then tipped his head and sucked on the knuckle pressed against Goku�s
mouth (since the fingers were still in his mouth.) Licked them clean too and rubbed the palm of his hand over Goku�s
burgeoning erection.

�Its
good for his character,� Goku replied, rolled his hips up and spread his legs
wider, purred louder, �To handle disasters.�
Pulled his fingers out of his mouth and ran them down Vegeta�s back,
over the shirt and to the waist band of his pants. Around to the front, to his stomach and then inside his pants
were his mate was hard and ready.

Vegeta�s
hand moved lower in his pants, pressed fingers against the opening to his body,
rubbed them slowly back and forth and taunted him with just the pad of one
finger dipping inside, then away, making him whimper as he purred and he used
his free arm to wrap around Vegeta�s shoulders, pulled him down farther and
licked his neck, panted and purred and whimpered: �More��Geta.�

Worked
like a charm. Every. Single.
Time. He was divested of his
pants rather quickly, freed his mate from his pants and met the downward stroke
with an upward one. Felt the hardness
push into him and his own quivering body�s response like a rush of
slickness. Tightened his hands on
Vegeta�s skin and whimpered as he purred.
Felt his tail curl up tight and then start to shake as he raised his
legs, curled them around his mate and shook with every little movement of that
hardness inside him.

Running
a government for a barely decade old civilization was no piece of cake. It was damn annoying. Time consuming. Not conducive for sex. It
was like having hundreds of kids that always wanted to sleep in your bed with
you. (Which, by the way, Ull still did
sometimes, when there was a particularly violent storm.)

�Oh,
shit,� Vegeta said. Wasn�t moving, but
just breathing, trying to breath anyway, and Goku petted him.

�No,�
he whimpered, �It�s oh, fuck.� Then he
rolled his hips up. Felt Vegeta jerk
down in response and encouraged this movement with a purr. And this purring thing always worked, because
Vegeta shook his head briefly, and moved deeper inside of him, stroked him
inside and out and moved faster when the purring got louder and more rushed.

Goku
bit his lip, tasted the fruit and grinned, ran hands over the clothed back and
pulled his mate inside of him with the tightening of his legs around him. Met every thrust with a roll and whimpered
when he felt himself losing rhythm and thought processes, focused only on the
feeling of Vegeta slipping in and out of him and arched, cried out soundlessly.

~~~***

Goten
sighed. Picked up the five of them by
their tails (one day he was going to defeat Ilona and have more kids than her
in one sitting) they all looked at him with their pouty little faces. Three-year olds. Raine and Kaori pointed their pretty noses skyward and ignored
their smelly little siblings as he toted the mud-drenched ones to the river and
tossed them in. Kaori and Raine should
have been watching their younger siblings, but they were only nine, after all,
and having nine little siblings probably was a handful.

�MOM!�
came the screeches and he turned, saw Trunks returning with the other four
(they were six) also covered in mud.
(That water heater explosion had flooded the area around the camp and
all the children had immediately gone and played in it.) �Mom!� they yelled, especially Dari who was
the wimpiest little boy that was so afraid of water he went for days and days
without bathing when possible. He was
clawing his hands into Trunks� arm and whimpering in fear of the river. �Mom!
Don�t let him throw me in!�

Goten
just shook his head. �It�ll only hurt a
minute, Dari.� And Trunks dumped the
rest of them in. Which is what most
Saiyan parents were doing at the moment.
Including his brothers, Takashi, Vegita (proud papa only two years ago
and he had sons. Two of them.) Kakarot
(only one baby, and she was three.)
Bardock was tossing their littlest siblings in. Mab and Ull. Oki and Vahe pointedly got into the river without having to be
tossed like rocks.

�Where
are our parents?� Trunks asked. Stood
next to him and watched the enormous gaggle of their children converge on poor
little Dari. They held onto him and
kept him floating, and the older ones calmed him down and made fun of him all
at once. But it s what brothers and
sisters did, and more often than not, Goten and Trunks kept their noses out of
it. Bardock had always taken care of them,
and with the exception of Gogeta, nothing bad had ever happened to them.

�Yeah,�
Bulla said, dropping to the ground next to him, �Where are they?�

He
grinned. �It�s just better if you don�t
know.� Patted his own tummy and thought
fondly of how he had gotten pregnant, and how it would soon be time for the
lust cycle. Which meant Trunks got time
off from having to be political. Him
too, because he was in charge of everything considered �woman�s affairs� with
Ilona. What a joy. Nothing like being elbow-deep in placenta
all the time. Or teaching the ones just
coming to age how it was you got mated and pregnant and all that nonsense.

�That�s
what I figured they were doing,� Bulla said.
Rolled her eyes.

�Well,
can�t you think of something better to be doing?� Trunks asked. Patted his stomach with a proprietary
air. Goten let him, but only because
Trunks was being smug at Bulla, otherwise he probably would have smacked
him. He was perfectly fine with his
mate doing as he pleased with the pregnant belly, but it was late in the day,
he was very pregnant and he did not want someone patting him unless it was
himself.

�Not
really,� Bulla replied. Sighed. �They still shouldn�t have run off.�

�You
can run off tomorrow,� Goten said, �Promise.�
Winked. And yelled at his kids
when they tried to get out of the water and jump back in the mud.

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Ah. Cute.

Goku:
Yeah! I got laid!

Vegeta: Did
this really have a point?

Goku: Not
really.

Vegeta: Than
why write it?

Goku: Don�t
question, dude. Just accept.
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