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Slash. Mis>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 fos tws twin sons: Lil’Geta and Goten.
~~~~~**
Vegeta
felt much better. He gave Kakarot a
hard time about the sex thing, but mostly, it made him feel good about his
whole life. Had to be some sort of
instinctive thing; some part of Saiyan history that nobody thought to
document. When you were mated, sex
always solved your problems. Because,
after four days of hating Kakarot’s slimy, idiotic,
far-too-loyal-to-his-ex-wife, guts he actually felt like Kakarot was a decent
Saiyan. Thought he was a very nice
mate. Didn’t really care that he knew
Kakarot had not come. Felt like he
should probably laugh about that—after the big baka had left him alone, because
he just wasn’t in the mood to deal with the caveman mentality of ‘You laugh. Me
fuck you.’ He was actually sleepy again
now. (Sheesh, the Great Vegeta, Warrior
and Prince of the Saiyans, all sleepy-eyed because he got to have a rousing
bout of sex. He could just hear Freiza
laughing his ass off at him.)
“Hn>“Hey,
‘Geta?” That was the great baka now,
still in the room. Naked—because
apparently dominant males had something against wearing clothes.
“What,
Kakarot?”
“When
are they going to be born?”
“Why
don’t you ask them that?” was Vegeta’s reply as he rolled over. Snuggled tighter into the covers. Felt that the world was pretty fair. Kakarot had left him all by himself for four
days and Vegeta would let the big idiot figure out how to solve his own
perpetual-need-for-sex problem for four days.
Sounded fair.
“But,”
there was a confused sort of annoyance in his voice, “They’re already gone,
Vegeta. How am I going to ask them if
they aren’t here?”
He
ignored the question. Yawned silently
as he fell asleep again.
~~~**
Ok. That was going to get very annoying. Vegeta had better get over this ‘I can
ignore you and fall asleep’ bullshit pretty quickly or Goku was going to go
back to waking him up every five minutes.
Pregnant or not, Vegeta wasn’t just supposed to be able to ignore him. Goku was not the sort of person that many
people ignored. He huffed. Crossed his arms over his naked chest. Sneered at his sleeping mate, hoped Vegeta
could tell that he was angry, and then left the room. Thought that it was a shame he’d had sex, and hadn’t even gotten
to the best part of it. Kami—it was like
sleeping with Chichi all over again. He
felt compelled to say something like ‘of course dear.’ Or ‘I’m fine dear, how
are you?’ or ‘Oh. Yes. That.
Was. Good.’
Not
fair. He’d been with Chichi for years,
and he’d wasted all those years having horrible sex just because nobody had
bothered to tell him what it was really supposed to be like. And now that he had a mate, he had actually
had sex with him and not gotten to the very best part of it all! So here he was, walking down his hallway,
smelling like sex, and tasting Vegeta on his lips, but guess what?! He was still hard. And that was not good.
Unfair.
Absolutely
not the way things were meant to be.
And
if Vegeta was sleeping that meant he would have to do that other th That thing that also reminded him of Chichi. In fact, every time he learned something new
about sex, he felt her position on the great scale o’good sex slipping down
farther and farther. Pretty soon he was
sure she’d be in the negative part, below ‘absolutely no sex at all.’ He stepped into the bathroom. Turned the water on. Grumbled to himself about mates that got to
finish and feel the nice part of sex, and he was stuck in the shower with his
stupid hand.
Wasn’t
fair. Hands were made for fighting and
not for fucking—unless he was using them to make Vegeta yowl, and they were
applicable to sex—but they absolutely were not intended for a substitute to
one’s mate. He stood under the water,
made his hand slippery with that stupid body wash crap Bulma kept giving them,
and with a great sigh of displeasure he wrapped his hand around his
erection. Ground his teeth together,
thought of Vegeta and strokedselfself.
Gah! He hated this.
IT
TOOK FOREVER. Nobody wanted to do this,
did they?
Thought
about when they first mated, back when sex was new and Vegeta would glare at
him with that superior glare and inform him that should he chose to do it in
such a way it was really much better.
Thought about how his mate’s hair had gotten longer back in those first
few days and it had been softer, and how nice it was to run his hands through
it. Thought of his mate’s ass. Yes.
He had a wonderful ass. (Master
Roshi had once been talking to Oolong and Yamcha about how there were two sorts
of men in the world: Ass men and Boob
men. And Goku figured if they were
talking about Vegeta, he was definitely one-hundred percent an ass man.)
Look
at that, he was still stroking.
STUPID. STUPID. STUPID.
LAME. He didn’t like it at
all. He tightened his hand. Thought more about Vegeta. All the nice things about him. Like his muscles. They way his skin got darker bronze when they were fucking and
how he got shiny and slick. How nice he
smelled, how hot he was everywhere.
Like a fire. Volatile.
And
FINALLY, he felt the pressure building up.
Felt harassed, because this took far too long. Next time he was going to finish. He was not just going to let Vegeta fall asleep. Dammit.
It wasn’t fair.
~~~**
Sleeping
did not last long, because he could feel how annoyed Kakarot was. So he dragged himself back out of bed. Pulled his shirt completely off, walked down
the hallway. Pushed open the bathroom
door, stepped inside, pulled back the curtain.
Found the large idiot trying to masturbate—spared a vindictive moment to
mentally go: haha.—then washed off that stupid woman’s bath soap off his mate,
lifted himself up—like flying—and used his own hands to guide the overgrown one
back inside his body. Hands grabbed his
hips, he wrapped his legs around the man’s hips and tightened everything. His whole body, powered up, felt his skin
and his muscles get harder, felt himself get tighter around Kakarot. Heard the groan. Lowered his power. Felt
hands loosen on his skin. Raised his
power again.
And
the oaf started panting.
Whimpering. The water started to
cool and Vegeta rocked, rhythmically lowering and raising his ki to add that
much more torture. Felt Kakarot’s legs
start to shake, smiled when they slowly slid down, until the baka was on his
knees and Vegeta was still rocking and squeezing him. Hopefully, this would end soon, because he really was quite
tired, and the big one was distracting him when he wanted to be sleeping.
Felt
hands tightened, felt himself being lifted and lowered harder. Faster.
Tipped his head back, let Kakarot lick his chest as the water started to
get downright chilly. And then, as the
water got FREEZING, the oaf pulled them together once again, shuddering and
gasping, and moaning his name.
'> Very
sweet. Vegeta turned, stretched, turned
the water off. Shivered, felt his
mate’s ki rising in response, and the whole bathroom was warm. It was so nice that instincts took care of
them like that. One of them was cold,
Kakarot immediate solved the problem.
Made the room warmer. And now
that Vegeta was tired again, he was being lifted up, dried off, carried back to
his bed. Heard the whispered voice:
“Thanks ‘Geta.” Didn’t even care that
his name had been abbreviated and fell asleep.
~~~~**
“Oh! Gross!”
Was Gohan’s reaction.
“I
can’t do that,” was Goku’s.
“What
did you think it was like?” was Vegeta’s.
And
Bulma shook her head and tried very hard not to watch the video on home
birth. Especially when it got to the
birthing part. Sure, it was okay when
her cat had had kittens when she was a kid.
That was cute. Ahh, look at the
mommy licking its baby. Kami, she hoped
Vegeta wasn’t going to lick his sons clean.
She would never be able to dream about him again.
“You
want me to do that?” Goku asked.
“I’ll
be doing the hard part, Kakarot.”
See,
his voice was still sexy—well, as sexy as you can imagine anything being when
you were watching a slime-covered bloody, squished faced baby being squeezed
out of a very screechy woman. GROSS. Why had they come to her for advice on this
anyway? Why had she gotten this
tape? Why was she watching
it?
“I
don’t want to be there,” Gohan said. He
was looking green.
“You
don’t have to be here now,” Vegeta said.
It was just a fact, spoken without the venom that it would have
been a few months ago.
“Oh,”
obviously this had not occurred to Gohan. “Well bye!” And the kid disappeared faster than a ham left sitting in front
of Goku.
“Are
you sure you want me to do this?” Goku asked for the FIFTEENTH time in
the past TWENTY minutes.
Bulma
didn’t know how Vegeta managed not to grab his mate by the neck and pound his
head in, because that’s what he would have done if were anyone but Goku doing
that awful whining thing. Even so, she
watched him narrow his eyes and glare.
“I’ll
put it this way,” Vegeta said—in that voice that generally meant he was about
to threaten someone—“If you don’t do it, you’ll never get sex from mgaingain.”
Wow! Vegeta was the one that mentioned the S-E-X
word in front of her for once. The
world must be coming to a terrifying end at any minute. Because there was no way in seven hells that
Vegeta would have said something like that in front of her unless they were all
going to die.
“Hey!”
Goku said, “You can’t do that.”
“I
can.”
The
tape ended and Bulma turned off the TV.
Looked at the two Saiyans that were currently locked in a stare
down. Wondered which one of them would
win. Normally, she would say Vegeta
because he was much more meticulous about things and Goku got bored
easily. But when it came to sex, Goku
seemed to know exactly what he wanted, when he wanted it and how to get it as
often as he wanted. What a talent. Too bad they didn’t have World Tournaments
for that.
“Fine,”
Goku said, “I’ll do it.”
Yep. World was ending. Because Vegeta had just said the sex word in front of her, and
Goku had actually given into a threat that he would go without. (Not that Vegeta hadn’t tried that before,
but this would be the first time Goku took him seriously.)
~~~~~~~~~~**
Hey, I finished it on time! Yeah!
Gk: Erg. Nasty. *glares at hand *
Vegeta: You deserved it.
Gk: I never deserve having to masturbate in the bathroom!
Vegeta: Poor baby.
Gk: You need to get unpregnant faster so we can have more inventive
sex.
Vegeta: Right.
That’s all until tomorrow folks!
Jaygoose:
I collect stuffed Pigs. Ms. Piggies and stuff like that.
Because when I was little I had a Miss Piggy doll that I took everywhere
with me.
They had better not make an action movie. There is nobody on the planet that could
play Vegeta (or Goku). (mostly because
those two characters aren’t from this planet.)
They shouldn’t even try.
LadyLupin:
I’ll explain that, because I sort of let the hair
thing drop (didn’t I?) Okay. The hormone fluctuations caused his hair to
grow longer. Because, his body
responded universally to see if he was all female now or if it was just the uterus. His chest hurt—to see if he had boobs—and his
hair got longer—because typically, female’s hair is longer. And then I decided that that was cliché and
women didn’t necessarily have to have longer hair and I short of let it
drop. But it was just a side-effect of
the drug.
Hectate 18
Wow, that was a huge review. (Made me grin. In fact, still grinning.)
I loved the vindictive ‘wifey-poo’ thought. And the twins. (thus
their spin-off.) And pretty much
everything you mentioned. (not that it
matters what I liked, but I thought I’d agree with you.)
*hands towel to clean up drool. * I’m glad you like the lemons. Because they get rather difficult to write
when you’re not feeling well. And
somehow I don’t think people would like the lemon if it just said: “They had sex. Yeah. It was great.” Because I briefly considered doing that for
the last chapter.
Mechanical Butterfly:
Yes, the ass and the back are part of the reason no
human could play Vegeta, EVER!
Vegeta definitely seems to have adapted to his new
body. But then, he probably had to just
to survive the first few weeks. Yes, I
did take your ice-cream. But everyone
seems to have appreciated it. So thanks
for letting me get away with stealing.
Erg. No
movie. More anime. (Good anime) No movie.
K-GT:
I’m doing two with Trunks & Goten. One is a spin-off of Hormone Therapy called:
Cross-eyed (where Goten is one of the twin sons of Vegeta.) And the second is a
spin off of More of Us and Even More of Us where Goten and Trunks have their
canon parents. Its called “Frosting
Chronicles.” In which Goten is the
pregnant one.
Getarian:
Yeah, I think Vegeta made his thoughts abundantly
clear on what he thought of Bulma seeing him naked.
I love that Goku takes time out of everything he does
to notice the little things. Its
cute. (I do that too.) And then GOHAN showed up. (I was actually pretty annoyed as the author
when the brat showed up.) And I love
your insight into their developing characters!
I wish everyone that read my work (original & fanfics) would do
that! (the other reviewers do it, so if
they are reading this, thank you guys too!)
The books were all Merdeces Lackey books and one book
that I can’t remember but it was something ‘King’ about this guy named Basil
and wizards and I don’t remember what it was.
I read them over the summer.
Liked parts of them. I generally
read a book every couple of days or so.
(Except when I read Dracula and I ended up taking a week to get through
it because I didn’t really want to read it that much.)
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