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Hormone Therapy	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10208 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Hormone Therapy
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- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
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- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
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Hormone Therapy

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Notes:
Slash. Misplaced drugs. Humor.
Sex.

I do not own DBZ or any of the characters, because
if I did, Chichi would be a crater, and the show would be: Dragon Ball Nc-17.

But
I do own Vegeta�s uterus. And the birth
certificates for his twin sons: Lil�Geta and Goten.

~~~~~**

�Ve-Ge-Taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!�

�Absolutely
not!�

�But��

�I
would rather delivery my children in a tank of rabid sharks.� Vegeta crossed his arms over his
chest�looked pretty silly with his rounded waist just beneath his arms. But Goku didn�t laugh because he thought
that his conversation would go from annoying to sparring if he did. He was trying to impress upon his mate the
importance of allowing someone else to deliver his children.yes"> (that was pretty normal; especially when they started to spar in
the middle of the living room.) But
after that, the Prince was always sleeping.
And Dad was always a little annoyed.
He hid it well, because that was who he was. But he�d be sparring with Gohan or Piccolo, and he�d wander
off. And they would find him hours
later, with Vegeta. As if he hadn�t
disappeared while they were sparring.

Then,
Vegeta went back to sleeping at night.
Yelling the normal amount. Him
and his dad sparred normally. It was
all good. And then, Mom got sick. Dad said they could take care of her�because
Gohan figured it was only fair. They
were preternaturally strong aliens, and she was just one human woman�and his
mother�and they could help her without getting sick. So they spent a few hours a day cleaning up her house. (Why, he had no idea, because it was a
pristine freaking palace compared to his Dad�s house.) And listened to her nasally, coughing yapping
about how his dad wasn�t that great of a person and �it didn�t really matter
that he saved the planet if he couldn�t even keep his family together.� Gohan didn�t reflect on this.

Vegeta
seemed to share the same sentiments.
(Not that Gohan was going to be the one to tell the prince that he was
sounding an awful lot like a certain human woman that the Prince
abhorred.) Whenever they came home,
they would find him, training in their workout room, and he ignored them. More often then not there would be a snide
comment about how some people didn�t appreciate their mates. But mostly, there was just the stony silence
and the understood implication that everything they were doing was absolutely
wrong.

And
his dad started to get twitchy again.
Gohan let this go on for a few days.
Finally, on the fourth day, he stopped his Father before they went to
Mom�s house and told him that he could handle his mother on his own, and that
he thought Vegeta would probably kill them both if Goku left him again.

Dad
agreed.

Which
meant, unfortunately, Gohan was all alone to face his mom. But mostly she was nice to him. And mostly he loved her (when he didn�t have
to clean her house or bring her tissues or stuff like that.)

~~**

Goku
had reached his limit. He had set a
mental limit, and he had reached the very end of it. So he waved good-bye to his son, moved back through their house
to where his mate was starting his daily training session, grabbed him around
the waist, hauled him up�angry, glaring little frown and all�and kissed
him. Kissed him hard enough to bruise,
but soft enough to make sure his mate understood the vitally important
facts: Vegeta was Goku�s. Gon>Goku was Vegeta�s and no snivelly little
earth woman was going to change that.

Goku
rd thd the shirt away from Vegeta�s shoulder, moved from the mouth to the bite
mark and with only a low growl to warn his mate, sank his teeth straight down
into the skin. Heard an exhaled:
�Dammit.� But Vegeta didn�t fight him,
in fact, he moved his head so his neck was more bared, and wrapped himself
tighter around Goku, pressing his pregnant belly between them so they could
both feel the way their children moved inside their mother.

Yes,
Goku thought, those are mine too. When
he moved away from the mark, he kissed his mate again, with the taste of his
own blood on his lips, just so Vegeta would know who�s he was. And then used one arm to hold his mate
around his back and the other to touch whatever skin he could reach.

�Is
sex your answer to everything?� Vegeta demanded when he was divested of his
pants.

Goku
considered this for a moment as he pushed inside of his mate. Thought that, yes, Sex wasondeonderful
solution. Then, that sometimes he liked
it when they fought, because if sex was the solution to everything than he
would have to sleep with all the beings that threatened earth, and he didn�t
think he could even fake being interested if something like Freiza attacked
again. Or for that matter, he wasn�t
sure that they were even compatible.
Freiza had been running around naked the whole fight with absolute no
sign of�

Vegeta
kindly reminded him of what they were supposed to be doing by tightening
his internal muscles all around him.

Aerial
sex wouldn�t work, Goku decided in that moment as his knees started to feel
weak. It took a certain amount of
concentration to stay flying. Then he
moved, to where Vegeta was pressed with his back to the wall, and held onto his
mate by wrapping his hands around the hard thighs. Let Vegeta angle himself back onto Goky�s erection, shoving
himself with all the force he could.
And Goku pushed into him, harder and harder, feeling the slickness and
the tightness and wondered if this heaven would change after they had the
twins.

Hopefully
not.

Vegeta
hissed out between his teeth, clawed at Goku�s chest, and pushed harder. His shirt was still in the way or Goku would
have made his mouth busy by marking the skin with little hickeys. As it was, he could only kiss the hissing
mouth, suck on his lips and his tongue and taste how truly lovely his mate was.

�Harder,
Kakarot,� he said.

Goku
moved them again, to the floor this time, with Vegeta all stretched out under
him, arching and whimpering. Pushed
into him harder and lifted the shirt away from the rounded stomach. Pressed his hands to it, felt the babies
move�and hoped that they didn�t realize what their parents were doing because
that would just be gross�then dropped his mouth down to kiss the stretched
skin. He loved it. Every inch of Vegeta, and sometimes his mate
just didn�t understand that. Didn�t
think he should be cared for like Goku wanted to care for him. Which was why Goku had to remind oft often.

He
wrapped his large hand around his mate�s straining erection, stroked him, and
pushed in harder. Listened to the
heightening yowl, felt the tightening of all the muscles around him. Smiled into the skin he was kissing. Yes.
Hved ved this very much. Loved
his mate very much.

And
then Vegeta tightened all at once, and went limp as he orgasmed, and Goku
kissed his lips again�didn�t really care that much that he had finished�pulled out
of the smaller body, picked him up and carried him upstairs. Vegeta was yawning, and he offered no
objections to be carried around. Which was
probably good, because Goku wouldn�t have listened anyway.

~~~~~~~~~~**

Sorry that I put this out later
than the others. Needed to finish it. Hard to right lemons when you�re sneezing
and coughing and in general feeling pretty nasty. So, the update tomorrow might be a few hours delayed. (hopefully not, but it might take me longer
than I would like to finish the next chapter.)

Gk: HEY!! I do care that I
didn�t get to finish! I want to finish
having sex! We missed the whole best
part.

Vegeta: I liked it.

Gk: well, peachy for you!

Vegeta: Poor baby.

Gk: Come on, folks. Don�t you
want me to have great sex all the time?

Lady Lupin:

I�m
writing. I promise. It�s just a little slow goin�.

Mechanical Butterfly:

*sniffles
* I don�t want there to be a
live-action movie. But, oh well. My cousins were pregnant and everyone kept
rubbing their tummies, and I (personally) always thought that had to be
annoying, so I never did it. And
finally my one cousin got a shirt that said �Hands off or you die� and I thought
that was a lovely sentiment.

Jaygoose:

Yeah
smut! (it�ll be much better smut
tomorrow, hopefully.) And the ice cream
thing was inadvertently all Mechanical Butterfly�s fault. I stole it from her.

Getarian:

Yes. Caveman Goku is good. Sulky Vegeta is good. Although some times its hard to make him the
appropriate level of sulky without making him whiny. I have to keep rereading everything and evaluating it. And I�ll probably always have those Agatha
Christie books. I give them a look
sometimes and think that I should probably read them, and then my friends give
me FORTY books to read.
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