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Unwanted Mating	By : NLDCat Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7101 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part Eighteen: A Reluctant Return

If he had his choice, he would NOT be doing this. Unfortunately, the day he accepted the male into his life, he made it impossible for avoiding him forever. Cradling Braiden to him, Raditz could only hope that this was not going to go as badly as he feared. Unfortunately, he is sure that there is no way for it to go BUT badly.

The landing is way too soon for his liking though with how he felt, it could take years and he would STILL feel like it wasn't long enough. Praying for the best and knowing the worst was on the horizin, he slowly exits the pod. He is met by his father. "Hey, kiddo," Bardock greets.

"Father," he answers before gently handing Braiden to him, "Your grandson, Braiden."

Bardock cradles the infant. "He's really something, son."

"I know...and thank you...for giving me a chance to have him."

The older Saiyan's eyes meet his full of mixed emotions. "This was never a fate I wanted for you...I DO hope you know that."

"I do," Raditz replies, "but...I chose it regardless." He gives his father a reassuring smile. "I'll make the best of it, father. I've become good at adapting to bad situations."

"You never should have had to learn."

"Well, I did. I just...I will NOT have the same before my son. Braiden will be happy. I don't care WHAT I have to do to ensure it."

"And you know that everyone of his family members, father excluded, will do what they can to ensure that," Bardock replies.

"I know. Is...he awake?"

"Jyel went a few hours ago so...he should be getting there."

"Then do you mind taking Braiden home with you?"

"Not at all. I still remember how to handle newborn Saiyans. I DID have two of them, you know."

Raditz smiles. "I know, father."

His good mood evaporates immediately when he reaches the medic wing. Jyel meets him at the door. "He's slowly coming to," the redhead tells him.

"Guess that means it is time to pay for my sins...at least I'm in the medical wing, huh?"

"I am hoping it's NOT going to be necessary."

"We both know better than that," Raditz tells him before heading in to the bed holding his mate. He gazes at the male and sighs softly. When he was stable, and at first glance, you would wonder what Raditz feared from him because he seemed particularly harmless. Unfortunately, the truth was VERY opposite. He settles in the chair and waits. He's pretty sure it won't be very long.

A few minutes pass before the male almost jerks into a sitting position. Raditz is displeased at the part of him that wants to caution such fast movements. Having anything that amounted to an emotional attachment to the other male just made him annoyed at himself considering how the other Saiyan treated him.

Slowly, Broly blinks before turning in his direction. "You're back."

"I am," he replies softly.

"So...he did as threatened...I should have guessed at how much of a bleeding heart he is."

"Jyel was trying to help me."

"He has no right to interfere."

"He thought he did."

"So, too, did your father."

"I know."

Broly gazes at him a moment. "So?"

"His name is Braiden."

"A son?"

"Yes," Raditz answers, "He's...with my fathers."

Broly's mouth curves. "You knew not to have him with you when you came to see me."

"I knew you'd be displeased with me...and I am not putting my child through that...so...I asked his grandfathers to watch him until...this was settled." As he watches, Broly slowly stands up to face him. Raditz remains seated a little worried about his mate's shift from annoyance to almost pleased. It did NOT bode well for him.

"Well, good...because I obviously haven't taught you to mind me."

The words make Raditz flinch. Like he'd told Fasha, the truth was probably worse than anything he could dream up. "Broly..."

"I don't want to hear it. Let's go."

Obviously, this was going to be a private affair...which just made things worse. Unfortunately, he wasn't tempting his mate to further anger so he just nods and stands. When Broly starts walking, he merely follows. God help him, but he had no choice in the matter. 'Some people should just NOT be allowed to have children,' he thinks to himself. Was it cruel and unnecessary? Probably...but with what waited for him behind whatever closed door Broly chose; he felt it was justified.

He's really NOT surprised to find himself in Broly's home. He can't help but try and put the house between them because as much as he knew this was coming...he wasn't quite ready to be put through that much pain RIGHT away. Unfortunately, he's trapped in the kitchen by his mate. "Running from me again? Really?"

"I..." What was he supposed to say when there was nothing he could do to stop what was coming...when he'd been trapped from the moment he'd agreed to be Broly's mate?

"It was a rhetorical question, son of Bardock," Broly states as he walks towards him. The sudden flare of KI males Raditz flinch and look away. He did NOT want to watch the behemoth strutting towards him. This was going to end horribly, he's sure. Unfortunately, he'd earned this himself...as the price paid for the stunning infant being protected by his fathers.

Feeling his back pressed firmly against the counter draws a low sound of fear from him. "You should NOT have left," Broly tells him.

"I...didn't want to risk losing Braiden," he tells him, "Can you blame me for taking such precautions when you WON'T be gentle even when I am perfectly healthy? I couldn't...I couldn't do it again, Broly...so be mad if it pleases you...make me bleed if that, too, is your desire. I was the one who was in the wrong."

Broly leans close and breathes in his ear, "Like I need your permission for this."

Raditz trembles feeling the male's fingers clasp the waistband of his spandex seconds before they are yanked down his hips. His breathing hitches and he feels his muscles tighten which was a VERY bad idea. Being set up on the counter is a bit startling to him and he watches Broly drag his boots off before yanking the material all the way off. Raditz scoots back towards the far wall. Broly chuckles softly but allows him this as he strips out of his red pants. Raditz looks everywhere but right at him. He knew if he did, he would start begging and pleading for mercy...which would be denied and he would feel so much worse for doing it.

Finally, he feels Broly take a hold of his hip and drag him back towards him. The desire to struggle is hard to push down, but Raditz knows that if he doesn't...he'll be hurt worse. "Please..." The plea escapes him before he can stop it even though he knows it's going to be ignored.

"Please what?"

"Please don't..."

"Not going to happen. You've been gone for a little over half a year. I intend on getting sex."

"You can...just...let me...make it easier...less messy...please?"

"Were the circumstances different...I might have contemplated such a request."

Somehow, Raditz expected that as his response. Slowly, with obvious reluctance, he moves to the edge of the counter. "Then...how would you like to do this?" he asks quietly. He might not be able to help ease what was coming but perhaps compliance would make Broly take it easier on him.

Broly pulls him down from the counter before turning him and pressing him back against it. Raditz squeezes his eyes shut before slowly opening his legs. Pressing his palms flat on the counter, he slightly changes his stance stepping back and resting his weight forward leaving him open. A moment later, Broly brushes his hair out of his way before taking hold of his hips. The feel of the male against him makes him involuntarily tense. He struggles to get himself to calm down before he bled all over the place. It's not very sucessful and the feel of his mate pressing into his depths draws a low, hoarse pained cry from him.

He is given NO time to adjust before his body is being rocked ruthlessly against the counter. It hurts...more so because it had been some time since he had been used like this. Oh, did it hurt. As it seems to get worse and not better, Raditz begins to honestly wonder if he was going to get through this without serious damage being done to him. He's really not that optimistic.

***POV Change****

Bardock brings Braiden inside knowing that Raditz was asking for trouble for his actions which hurt...a lot. "You can't help him right now," Tora comments from behind him.

"Do you think I LIKE knowing that?" he demands of the other Saiyan.

"No, I know you don't," Tora tells him, "I am just telling you what you already know, 'Dock. Take it easy."

"Take it...that sonofa..." He grits his teeth trying to make his temper ease before it upset the small bundle he was cradling.

"Maybe...I could watch my nephew for a few hours," Kakarot says from the doorway behind them.

"Kakarot..."

"If I have questions, I'll talk to Vegeta's father...but you two need to have some...alone-time of your own."

"I told Raditz..."

"And he will understand," Kakarot says slowly as he walks over and gently takes Braiden, "You two need to talk, vent, have sex, whatever...but you're both too wound up right now."

"He has a point, 'Dock," Tora says softly, gently, "Go on, Kakarot, and be careful."

"I will," the younger male says before withdrawing with Braiden.

"That...was a VERY bad idea...I hope you know," Bardock tells the taller Saiyan.

"Braiden will be fine with Kakarot and Vegeta, Bardock. You worry too much."

"Do I?"

Tora sighs. "You didn't have a choice in this...and Raditz doesn't blame you."

"No, but I blame me plenty enough for both of us. He made us PROMISE, Tora!"

"He understands why it was asked even so. Stop blaming this on yourself."

"There should have been SOMETHING..."

"Bardock," Tora warns.

"It's the damn truth, Tora! Raditz is MISERABLE and for WHAT?"

"You can ask him that question the next time you two talk...but right now, you need to calm down because THIS isn't helping ANYONE."

"And?"

Tora shakes his head. "'Dock, seriously...there is nothing for you to apologize for. You have done all you could for him."

"Have I? He's goddamn MISERABLE!"

"And so apparently are you," Tora retorts.

"And that matters to WHO? He's been MISERABLE since Frieza! He does NOT deserve this!"

"We ALL know that, Bardock."

He slams his fist against the wall. "GODDAMMIT!"

Tora walks up behind him and pulls him tightly to him. "Stop it," he chides softly, "You are doing NO ONE any good by being this angry. There is NOT a lot we can do right now to help him. We just...we have to make the best of a bad situation. Raditz is going to need our help with Braiden."

"Why couldn't...why couldn't he have gotten better than this?"

Tora hated hearing that bitter tone from the male he held. Bardock didn't let people see how he really felt most of the time, it was the ingrained caution they'd all developed thanks to Frieza. However, he and Tora had been together a long time so he knew even without Bardock saying anything what he was feeling. "Come on, you need to relax and calm down."

"How am I supposed to calm down?"

Tora gently turns him around and pulls him close. "I know that this is hard on you...it's hard on us BOTH...but you have to stop beating yourself up over this."

Bardock closes his eyes and rests against Tora's chest. "It's just...it's not damn fair."

"I know that, 'Dock. I know."
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