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Sequel
to Hormone Therapy
First:
A) As this is a sequel it is entirely necessary for you to read the story
before it: Hormone Therapy. It is not necessary to read Cross-eyed, but it
would be nice if you did.
B) (Just in case I don’t make it obvious) Takes place 16 years post
Hormone Therapy & 1 year (probably about nine months) prior to the Twin’s
filching the Time Machine.
Second:
I don’t own DBZ. I own Vegeta’s uterus, his twin sons: Lil’Geta &
Goten.
Third:
Smut. Humor. Slash. Crude language.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***
He had actually been more
comfortable with being tossed through a mountainside and beaten up by idiot
androids than he was sitting here in the silence following Gina’s little
underage pornographic story about how she first met Vegeta. Thank god she hadn’t gone into the first
time they had sex or he was going to have to duck because the parents were
looking more and more disturbed by the second.
Goten didn’t seem to care the least bit as he shoveled down food.
But
then, Goten wouldn’t care if a semi went through their house with forty naked
dancing cheerleaders screaming his name in ecstasy. So Trunks figured he couldn’t judge anyone’s reaction by his
mate’s. But the mother, Vegeta, and
their father, Goku, they didn’t look as amused by the story.
“Fourteen?”
Vegeta (the adult one that looked like he was about to rip out his oldest’s
spleen and drown said son in the fluid) said.
“We
didn’t mate until we were sixteen,” Vegeta (this was the obstinate asshole
one.)
“Hey,”
Gina said, looking up from the baby to look at Goten, “Since we’re all asking
funny questions today, how did you lose your virginity, Goten?”
And
his mate actually CHOKED. Mr. I want to
fuck you. Choked. Blushed.
Swallowed the food he had put in his mouth and said. “Oh, its not that interesting.” But the question had stopped him from
eating—a feat virtually unheard of. And
instead of shoveling his food he was glaring at his brother. His brother was returning the glare with a
vengeance.
“Oh,”
the older twin said, “As I recall, that story is very interesting, Goten.”
“No.”
“In
fact, I think I remember some of the details…”
Gina
was grinning, and Vegeta (the mother) had gone from glaring twin 1 to twin 2
while Goku had stopped eating and was looking back and forth between his twin
sons. Whatever might have happened (And
with all the glaring, something was definitely going to happen) was interrupted
by the door opening and the woman that looked exactly like his mother was
shouting: “SON GOTEN I AM GOING TO MURDER YOUR TROUBLEMAKING ASS!” She tossed a packet of papers at his head,
and put her hands on her hips. Frowned
at him.
Goten
picked the papers (that had missed his head) up off the floor and opened the
package. Read a few of the lines, and
made a face like he had no fucking clue what he was reading. “Who the hell is Mr. Kane?”
“Who
the hell is he?” Bulma repeated.
“Well,
yeah,” Goten said, dropped the papers on the table. “Geta and I have been gone for like four years. Which the four of you knew about,
considering we came back to your time and told you.” He looked back down at what seemed to be legal papers. “Harassment. Detriment to character.
Slander? This is an impressive
list of things to sue me for.” He
thought for a moment. “Oh, shit!” he
said, “I remember. That guy!”
“The
one you fucked in the garage,” Vegeta added.
“The
thirty-something guy,” Goku added (was much less than pleased about this turn
of events.)
Goten
just shrugged. “I’ll take care of it,
Bulma.” He tossed the papers in the
trash and yawned. “So. Time to get some sleep.” Got out of his chair, Vegeta got up and
followed him, and the two of them left their mates sittingthe the table with
their parents as they went upstairs mumbling mean things back and forth at one
another.
“I
think I missed something,” Gina said.
“No,”
Trunks assured her, “I’ve never seen them sleep without the other one somewhere
in the general vicinity.”
“They
never have,” Goku said.
~~***
Goku
missed the sex. Sex was one of his
favorite parts of the day. He loved
Vegeta naturally, and he was always willing to go without for the sake of the
greater good. But this abstinence for
the sake of it was ridiculous and idiotic.
He didn’t care how the fuck they got to the fucking; he just would
really appreciate getting laid. It had
been three freaking days since the twin’s return from their time
traveling. Goten seemed to LAUGH at him
continuously as he walked around stinking of how happily sex-satisfied he
was.
And
their other son, Vegeta, he didn’t laugh so much as sneer about it. Took great pleasure in being able to flaunt
that his mate did not get stingy with the sex like Goku’s mate did.
It
was DRIVING HIM INSANE.
Thus,
he handed his youngest, cutest, nicest, ‘I don’t show off that I’m getting all
the sex I want and you aren’t getting any’ son off to the obstinate jerk ones
and told them that if they came back before ten hours had passed he was going
to remove everything that made them capable of having sex.
As
you can imagine, they cleared out pretty damn quick. Which left him with his obstinate mate. Who was giving him an amused glare.
“Something
wrong, Kakarot?”
As
if after seventeen damn years, Vegeta did not know. He didn’t even dignify the question with an answer. Waited.
Didn’t even pout. (Wanted to,
but thought this situation called for something a bit more mature.)
“Fine,”
Vegeta said, “But I’m fucking you.”
He
did not care. It was sex. This was the most important part of it
all. So, that having been decided, he
picked Vegeta up, tossed him over his shoulder and hauled him (great ass and
all) up the stairs and to their room.
Set him down just inside the doorway, stripped him of all his clothes
and then set about removing his own as Vegeta rolled his eyes and went to
retrieve the necessities for his “I’m fucking you” plan.
Whatever.
Goku
finished undressing. Spared two seconds
of his brainpower to really appreciate how nice his life was. Reflect on what a lovely day it was, and how
great it was to be a Saiyan. All the
food, sex and fighting he could ever want.
Those
two seconds passed quickly when his sexy, naked mate returned. And he jumped onto the bed and spread his
legs, leaned back into the pillows and waited for the sex to start. Watched Vegeta shake his head and mutter
things about what an odd mate he was stuck with. But, whatever, because Vegeta loved it.
He
didn’t jump on the bed, but he got to Goku pretty damn fast nonetheless. Kissed him until he couldn’t breath, wrapped
a slick hand around his erection and stroked him until he was pushing up and
whimpering—feeling harassed because this was not what Vegeta had promised.
“Come
on, Vegeta,” he said, “It’s been weeks:p>
There
was an amused chuckle. “You’re so
denied,” Vegeta said, dark little voice all husky and heavy in his ear. Shivered from his ears to his curled toes
and felt the hand that hadn onn on his erection drop down. Sighed when he felt his mate’s slicked
fingers against him. Lifted his hips up
and pushed back against them.
Felt
Vegeta drop his head down and suck on the long-forgotten scar on Goku’s
shoulder. Felt teeth against his skin
and fingers push inside him. Thought
that this was all nice and good, and liked that he could press his erection
against Vegeta, but he was not a patient person when it came to sex, and he was
not at all shy to let this be known.
“Vegeta,”
he said, “You can move on, really.”
Teeth
broke his skin, and he broke off his words to moan. Moved his legs when strong hands pushed his thighs up. Didn’t notice so much that the fingers had
left him and were once again around his erection until he felt Vegeta push into
him.
Closed
his eyes, because they were crossing and giving him double vision. All that tension that had been building up
endlessly was being released as he felt that hardness moving in him. Tipped his head back, moaned and
panted. Pushed back against the
intrusion.
“Kakarot,”
Vegeta said for him. Licked the wound
he had put in place. Moved faster, got
stronger, and harder. Kissed his chest
and slid against him.
He
grabbed Vegeta’s shoulders when he felt it rising, peaking, and then pulled his
mate up to where he could kiss him and scream into him when it all
climaxed.
~~~~***
“Look,”
Vegeta (who was now the appointed baby-holder because Bardock remained quiet for
no one else.) said, “If we are going to do this you’ll need to explain some of
it to these two.” He nodded at their
respective mates. “Especially the
demi.”
“Asshole,”
Trunks said. He was sitting on a rock,
tracing things into the ground. Tense
and bored and completely amazed by the world they lived in. Because unlike his own, their world didn’t
suck.
“Hey,”
Gina said, “That’s my asshole you’re talking about.”
“He
better not be talking about your asshole,” Goten said, “The only ass he needs to
be concerned about is mine and his own.”
His brother was standing on his head (of all things) and contemplating
his latest revenge.
“What
is it that we’re doing?” Trunks asked.
“Well,”
Goten said, “First I’m going to add ‘sexual harassment’ to the list of things
I’m being sued for. Then we’re going to
go prove to this Kane guy that he would do best to just leave me the hell
alone.” A lecherous grin crossed
Goten’s face.
“Excuse
me?” Trunks asked, “Just what the hell did he do to you? And why are you getting sued?”
“Goten
fucked him,” Vegeta said.
“And
then he wouldn’t leave me alone so I busted in on his quarterly meeting with
his international business partners and sobbed out my little molested underage
heart.” He chuckled. “Then Mom and Dad showed up and I ran to my
Dad and that probably just put the final nail in the coffin for the
asshole. Surprised he has enough money
to sue me.”
“Molested
underage heart?” Gina asked, “From what I heard, you were probably the one
doing the molesting.”
“Which
reminds me,” Trunks said, “How did you lose your virginity?”
“I
don’t remember.”
Vegeta
snorted. Would have burst out into
hysterical rails of laughter, but that would have woke Bardock up and that
would have yielded nothing but screaming.
And he swore that their mother could hear this baby cry no matter how
many miles they put between them. Thus
Bardock could not cry, or Mom would leave Dad and Dad would be pissed.
“I
think its probably something you should ask him when nobody else is around,” Gina
said, “You know, tie him up and tease him until he’s so horny he can’t think
straight.”
“He’s
like that naturally,” Trunks said.
“True.”
Vegeta
was starting to think that his mate was getting along a bit too well with his
brother’s. Which was a terrifying
thought, because Gina was enough of a equal to him without having to have a
demi-Saiyan on her side. If the two of
them got together and decided to make the twin’s life hell, he and Goten would
be in a world of trouble.
“Tie
him to the bed and torture him anyway,” Gina said, “Or…” she started to get a
happy gleam in her eyes, “Just refuse to have sex with him until he tells
you. That always works. It’s how I learned about Vegeta’s first
time.” Gina
grinned.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***
He-he. Word count.
Goten: Thank
goodness.
Lil’Geta: I
think we should just tell them about it, Goten. That way those two don’t get the sadistic pleasure of it.
Gina & Trunks:
*whispering back and forth and randomly burst out laughing. *
Goten:
Sheesh. What airheads.
Gk: I’m
happy. Are you happy.
Goten: No,
actually I’m a little worried you showed up out of the blue.
Gk: *sigh
* need more sex now.
Getarian:
You’re
supposed to have a hard time imagining Lil’Geta singing to the baby. Because its one of those things that you do
but you don’t tell everyone in the world about. Because he’s supposed to be such a tough guy.
Just
wait until Gina and (big) Vegeta get in their first argument. ;)
Mechanical Butterfly:
*sigh
* My best friend introduced me to
fanfiction, and she’s regretted every day since then. (shortly after showing me fanfiction she decided fanfics were
evil and stopped being involved in them entirely.) I’m glad you liked the chapter, and reviewed. (I love reviews.)
Next
chapter is Goten-style revenge, folkals.
Jaygoose:
I
like Gina too. (and unlike Nuala who I
now dislike, I think I’ll continue to like Gina.)
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