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Frosting Chronicles	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6894 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Frosting Chronicles
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-14
- 14-15
- 15-16
- 16-17
- 17-18
- 18-19
- 19-20
- 20-21
- 21-22
- 22-23
- 23-24
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Frosting Chronicles

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Sex.
Humor. Mpreg. Purring.
School bashing.

Set in the: More of Us universe. Wherein Goku wished to make more Saiyans and
accidentally changed himself into part woman.

I don�t own anything (except Bardock, Takashi, Vegita, Kakarot, Bulla &
Goten�s uterus.)

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Four
o�clock in the fucking morning was not the time that he wanted to be woken up
by his mate. Four o�clock in the
morning was just an hour and half shy of the time he had to get up anyway and
go to school. Four o�clock was just TWO
HOURS after Goten had finally let him sleep.
Yeah, he understood his nymphet (nymphomaniac) of a lover was pregnant,
that he hated school, and that it was Trunks� sworn duty to do all he could to
make Goten�s life better. And he
thought he was doing a great job. But
that didn�t change the fact that someone needed to take over his mother�s
company. Feeding Saiyans was not a
cheap job, and it wasn�t like his mother would live forever.

�Trunks,�
came the voice, close to his ear, since Goten was pressed against his
back. �I�m hungry.�

Oh,
how he wanted to just tell the chibi to go feed his fucking self. But he didn�t. He climbed to his feet.
Begrudged ever having given into his mate. Cursed every single dragon he had ever met or would ever meet, and
Goku, because the idiot was the reason that his mate was pregnant�or the reason
that his mate could get pregnant at all.
Cursed his own father for not more firmly instilling the understanding
that pregnant people were not fun.
Yeah, sex was great. The little
nymphet had proven this point many times since he turned fourteen. Pregnancy wasn�t great.

He
trudged down to the kitchen, flicked on the light, and who should he find
there, but his very own father, standing in front of the sink, shirtless�wearing
nothing but a pair of shorts�and drinking a glass of water. He looked at Trunks, gave him that smile
that meant Vegeta had absolutely no sympathy for him, because the Prince had
told his son to ABSOLUTLY NOT have sex with Goten. He had not listened. And
everyday for two months he�d had to face his three parents�Bulma, Vegeta and
Goku�and have them give him that look that meant they understood what he was
going with and weren�t going to offer to help him because they had warned him
and he had disregarded their warnings.

�Shut
up,� he said. Not that his father said
anything.

�Sleep
well?� was the comment though.

Trunks
rolled his eyes at his father, and opened the fridge. Pulled out the chocolate cake�damn Goten and his insatiable need
for chocolate�and grabbed a fork.

�Your
mother talked to the school,� Vegeta informed him as he was leaving the
kitchen.

So
Trunks turned, raised his eyebrows and waited for the thought to be
finished. His parents, mainly Goku and
Vegeta, had given him a very frank assessment of what the lust-cycle of the
pregnancy was going to be like.
Basically informed him that he was going to be shagging all day, every
day. (Oh no. He was a sixteen year old male that had to have sex all the
time!) But that had brought up the problem of what they were going to do about school. Goten quitting was not in the least bit
unexpected.

�They�re
going to allow you to work from home just as long as your grades don�t drop.�

He
nodded. Turned. Left the kitchen, distinctly heard his
father laughing at him. Damned his bad
luck. He and Goten couldn�t leave this house
because they didn�t have anywhere else to go.
They were underage, the nymphet was pregnant, and the only people in the
whole universe that had any idea what this meant were the parents in this
house.

Trunks
stepped into his room, closed the door behind him, and found that Goten was
sitting�completely naked�back against the headboard, legs drawn up and open�shameless
his pretty mate�and he was flicking the end of his tail that was wrapped around
his thigh. Bored. Goten was always bored. But he looked up when the food entered the
room, and smiled.

Trunks
gave him the pan of cake. Watched him
swallow half of it in just a few seconds, and then laid down, dragged the
covers back up from the end of the bed, full intended to go back to sleep. And then, there was a cold glop of something
dropped on his arm. Followed by a hot
mouth and the feeling of a velvety soft tongue. The purring again.

Kami
damn that purring. It just shut down
all thoughts and made him think like a caveman. Must. Have. Sex.
Must. Please. Mate.

Trunks
rolled onto his back. Felt the smear of
frosting over his chest. A long line
across his collarbone, and another two that formed little half-circles down to
his nipples, then two straight lines from his nipples to his navel. He looked up at Goten, saw the chocolate
grin as he sucked on his fingspanspan style="mso-spacerun: yes">

Yep. He was going to get killed by this
lust-cycle thing.

Then
Goten kissed him, like a butterfly, and move down to his chest. The spiky black hair brushed against his
chin and his neck, as the hot mouth sucked the chocolate off his skin. He felt the hands resting on his side, the
way his mate was rocking against his hips.
Considered trying to put a stop to this, found that the purring made
that thought disappear without being given the time of day. And he reached down�around Goten�and pushed
his pants down.

Found
that this pleased Goten immensely, because the purring got louder, that
fragrant smell of lust got stronger.
The suction increases as the chocolate line led his mate to one of his
nipples. His tail wrapped around Goten�s
just as the nymphet lifted his hips up and sank down onto Trunks.

Fucking
tight. He spared a brief thought to
feel sofor for his mate. Not long,
because even though Goten always still for a moment as he whimpered and purred
softly, he never really stopped. He
felt thumbs in the icing on his stomach, spreading it further, but the mouth
pulled away�smeared with frosting�and Goten panted for him. Tipped his head back and like a wanton
little nymph he purred and started to move; leaned back and put his hands on
Trunks� knees as he arched his whole body.

Bless
Saiyan flexibility.

Trunks
tried to remember why he was angry about this turn of events. Came up with no reason. And pushed up when Goten pushed down. Ran his hands over the arched body in front
of him, the stomach, the thighs, chest.
Beautiful, soft skin. Muscles
flexing and working. Sweat starting to
shine all over his soft, ivory skin.
And the darkness around them highlighted the dips and curves of his
body.

Trunks
sat up, ran his hands up that arched back, wrapped his hands around the
shoulders. Moved his own legs as he
pushed Goten down on his back, kissed him.
Chocolate. The purr. The smell.
The tightg ofg of fingers on his arm.

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Yeah! People are reviewing! Yeah, people are reading! I�m so happy! *sobs in happiness. *

Goten: Gee,
I wonder why it�s called Frosting Chronicles?

0%'>Trunks: It
is a mystery.

Goten: Guess
we�ll just have to keep having sex until we figure it out.

Lady Lupin:

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Jaygoose:

You�ll
see the others. Some of them,
anywho. Which ever ones of them make it
through Even More of Us.
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