Of Sex and Saiyans: Part Two
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Chapter Two
Reviewer Replies:
I’ve decided to do them at the START now…as it’s kinda strange having just read a chapter and then seeing the reply to the PREVIOUS chapter at the bottom of it… anyways…
leaf: Thanks for all your wonderful help…*grin* And I’m super-glad you liked the chapter…oh…by the way…have you found a beta for Past to Future yet? If you’re a while from the end I could offer my services (Inner Hella: Maybe she won’t realise it’s just a ploy to read the chapters faster…oh…wait…I think she can hear me…) LMAO!!! But if ya want, I can! *grin* Good luck at Yaoicon too! I love your artwork!!
Macha: Oh my god! 100 lemons!!! *wide eyes*You must be crazy!! Even I couldn’t manage that!! Lol…I’m super glad I set a limit NOW!!! Lol Thanks for your review and I hope you like this chapter! *grin*
Anomlov: Awesome!! Glad you liked it! *grins* It’s so nice to know people are into the story and everything! Your review made me go and write another half chapter off of sheer joy!
bluebird:Yay!! LMAO!! Yes…yes…*waves hands* you’ll get your Mirai/Gohan action at SOME stage!!! Lol…thanks for your review!
Saffronchanlol! Thanks for your AWESOME review!! and I hope you like this chapter! *grin*
Well…won’t keep ya waitin’ any longer!! Without further ado…
Chapter Two
“With the experiments done…the royal line evolved into something else…something…very different to other saiyans.” Vegeta stopped, unable to go on. Goku gently kissed the side of his face, amazed as Vegeta blinked again and a sudden trail of wetness trickled from the corner of his eye. Goku quickly unbound the ki-rings, gathering the slight form of his prince in his arms, cradling his head against his chest. He knew how much it was costing Vegeta to cry in front of him and didn’t want to betray the prince in his vulnerability by commenting on it.
Vegeta mumbled something into Goku’s chest as his arms wrapped around the larger saiyan.
“What was that, Vegeta?” Goku whispered, stroking the prince’s hair with one hand while the other caressed his back.
Vegeta raised his head wearily, eyes bleary with tears.
“I’m pregnant…”
Goku’s hand stilled on his back, the other clenched, almost painfully, in his hair as Vegeta felt the younger saiyan’s body stiffen.
“What?”
Vegeta closed his eyes, burying his face back in Goku’s chest.
“When the experiments were done…they equipped the royal line with the abilty to produce children…from males, by males…” He trailed off, squeezing his eyes shut and waiting for the anger or horror, which ever came first.
“Why did you try to leave?” Goku asked, his tone even, almost cold-sounding.
‘I wanted to spare you Kakkarott…’
“I thought you wouldn’t want me if I turned out to be a… a… freak…I…thought I could get rid of it…and you wouldn’t need to know…” Vegeta shuddered as tears slipped from his eyes, unable to stop himself.
Goku’s hand fisted harder in his hair and the prince almost cried out.
“Get rid of it? You mean kill…our baby?
Vegeta nodded, no longer masking the sobs as they shook his body. Suddenly Goku pulled Vegeta up to face him, fingers digging into his upper arms. Vegeta flinched and cried openly, awaiting a blow or harsh words. What he didn’t expect was the soft, hesitant murmer that followed.
“Vegeta…koi…look at me”
Vegeta cracked his eyes open, his sight still swimming in tears as they spilled down his cheeks in riveulets. He blinked rapidly, trying to dispell them, trying to see Goku’s reaction. He cried anew at the love and compasion he beheld in his new mate’s face. Goku bent towards him, bring a hand up to cradle his cheek, thumb wiping away tears that threatened to spill over.
“Never doubt that I want you, Vegeta. Never doubt that I love you…” He trailed off, as his hand caressed his face again, before sliding down and coming to rest, tenderly, on his abdomen. “…and our baby…”
Vegeta sobbed in relief as Goku wrapped his arms around him again, gently rocking back and forth and murmuring whispers of love and affection.
(A/N Just try and tell me that wasn’t the sweetest thing ever! Lol…Even I go ‘Awwww…’ and I WROTE it!! Lol)
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Gohan rolled his eyes.
He sighed deeply and watched the TV, trying to hear over the two demis bickering across his lap, annoyed that they were still arguing.
“I don’t wanna go! You go!” That was Goten, one arm curled possesivly with Gohan’s as he wrapped the other around his older brother’s neck. Trunks scowled and hooked a leg over Gohan’s knee, snuggling closer to him.
“I went last time, Goten! You have to go this time!”
Gohan rolled his eyes again. “Kami! Would you two just hurry up and decide who’s going?!” He gestured to the TV. “I’m trying to watch this!”
Goten huffed angrily, lapsing into silence for a few minuets, pretending to watch the TV, before the rumble of his stomach set him off again.
“Truuuuuunks! I’m so huuuuungry!” He whined, flopping around on the couch in a mini tantrum. Trunks just smirked at him, knowing that Goten’s stomach would eventually win out and he would go.
He was right when, a few short minuets later, Goten scowled and jerked himself to his feet, scuffing his shoes angrily against the floor as he left to get food from the supermarket. Gohan heard the door slam and shared a sly smile with Trunks, knowing they’d won this round of snack-retreival.
Gohan grinned again as Trunks snuggled closer to him, laying his head on Gohan’s shoulder and watching the TV with him. They sat the in comfortable silence for a few minutes until Gohan sneaked a look down at him, realising the demi had fallen asleep. From the angle Trunks was lying against him, he looked slightly different, lavender hair diffusing across his shoulder and tickling Gohan’s neck.
‘So much like…him’
A wave of sadness and immesnse grief suddenly washed over Gohan as tiny tears pricked in his eyes.
‘Mirai…Gods I miss you…’ He bit his lip and his body gave the smallest of jerks as the first sob welled up in his throat. He swallowed it down, as he had many before, resolving again to try and be happy in his situation. Still…
‘I wish you’d come back to me…make everything alright…I’m so sorry…so lonely…”
For some reason the tears just wouldn’t stay down tonight and another welled in his eye and began a slow trickle down his cheek. A dam inside him broke suddenly, worn away by weeks of restraint, and he gave a choked sob. He immediately looked down to see if Trunks had heard it and cursed himself as the younger demi stirred, turning to him and opening cerulean eyes, full of concern.
‘Just like Mirai’s…oh Gods…Stop it Gohan…Fucking stop it before you go crazy…’
“Go-chan? What’s the matter?” He asked, immediately sitting up and wrapping his arms around the elder Son.
Gohan just bit his lip and shook his head as the tears continued to roll, soundlessly venting his grief. Trunks smiled sadly, knowing what was wrong and gently nuzzled against Gohan’s neck.
“Don’t be sad, Gohan…” He whispered, placing light kisses along his collarbone. He smirked against the skin, knowing what would take his mind off Mirai…well at least for a few minutes anyway.
“Don’t think about him anymore…think about this…”
He slowly trailed his tongue up Gohan’s neck, feeling the other demi shudder in response and moan lightly. The flat of his tongue lapped across Gohan’s adam’s apple then up over his chin before plunging deeply into his mouth. The eldest Son moaned against his lips and felt the younger demi’s hands begin to tug at his clothing. Trunks left his mouth and kissed along the twin, wet trails down his cheeks before sliding across his lap and onto the floor between his knees. Gohan looked slightly confused and Trunks quickly knelt and began to pull at the buttons securing Gohan’s pants. He unfastened them with inhuman speed and pulled on the legs, smirking when Gohan lifted his hips obediently.
Trunks tugged down Gohan’s jeans and boxers, casting them aside and running his hands lightly up Gohan’s legs, feeling him shiver as he began to harden. Gohan groaned in delight when Trunks suddenly leaned forward, skipping his customary teasing and pushed his shirt up further on his chest.
Trunks sunk his head quickly, enveloping Gohan in his warm mouth as the older Son hissed between his teeth, hands automatically fisting in the lavender strands.
Trunks moaned around his cock, swirling his tongue as he sucked, tasting the salty precum as he tongued Gohan’s slit. Gohan groaned and bucked his hips slightly as the demi shifted his head to take more of him in, sucking harder and scraping his blunt nails down Gohan’s stomach.
Gohan stared hazily down in his lap as Trunks leaned forward, deep throating him and swallowing hungrily around his throbbing erection. The incredible feeling suddenly seemed to take a back seat as a revelation hit him hard, his erection hardening almost painfully in response.
‘He looks so much like Mirai…down there on his knees…sucking me…oh Kami…koi’
He couldn’t say later what made him do it but he curled his fingers tighter in Trunks’ hair and started to thrust up into that wet heat, almost gagging the other demi.
Trunks didn’t stop though, knowing what Gohan needed and willing to give it. He relaxed his throat further and let his mouth go slightly lax as Gohan forced his head down and thrust up into his warm cavern again, moaning.
In the elder demi’s mind, Mirai knelt in front of him, hands kneading his thighs. The strands clutched in his hands were longer, the tongue more experienced and agile, the moans around him were of a deeper timbre. It was too much for the Son’s tormented mind.
Suddenly, Gohan lost all control and savagely began to fuck Trunks’ mouth, ramming himself in till he could feel the back of the other’s throat rubbing against his head. The feeling drove him wild with desire as he imagined his koi in his younger version’s place. He cried out, biting down on his lip as he bucked his hips, desperately trying not to call his older lover’s name.
“Nngh…Kami!” ‘Mirai…feels so good koi…ah…yes…”
He kept up a desperate pace until he cried out, arching his back and washed stream after stream of seed down Trunks’ throat, which the demi swallowed eagerly.
Gohan collapsed back on the couch, breathing heavily as Trunks smirked up at him from his lap, wiping his mouth with the back of a hand.
“Mmmm…” He murmured through his lips as he leaned up to kiss Gohan, tongue delving into his mouth and sharing the demi’s intimate taste. They broke apart and Trunks grinned at him, not noticing Gohan’s slight look of distress at what he’d just done.
“Feeling better, ne?” Trunks asked, sliding his tongue along his bottom lip before handing Gohan his pants and snuggling down on the couch next to him
Gohan nodded, quickly donning his clothes again. Trunks yawned and snuggled further against him.
“Wake me up when Goten gets back, ‘k?” He murmured before falling into a light slumber.
Gohan sat, no longer hearing the TV or the tiny snores from the sleeping demi next to him. Silent tears streamed down his face as he clenched his fists till his blunt nails bit into his palms. The pain in his hands didn’t lessen the ache in his heart though, and as he stared, as if in a trance at the flickering screen, one thought ran over and over in his mind.
‘Please Mirai…come home…come back to me’
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Gohan: *cries* I feel so abused…
Trunks: *snore*
Goten: NOW I know why they’re always so bloody tired when I come home!!! *rolls eyes* Get snacks, my ARSE!!!
Trunks *wakes up* I’LL snack on your ass, chibi!! *rubs hands*
Goten: *slaps hands away* No! Go tend to Gohan!
Gohan: *still crying*
Trunks: *rolls eyes* Aww but he’s ALWAYS crying! *pushes Gohan onto the floor* What a fucking wuss…grow a set would ya?!
Just lettin’ ya know that didn’t count as a lemon…just some lime-y goodness to tease you with lol *smirk*
Also,…as my wonderfully esteemed reviewer leaf pointed out,…I didn’t really have an oh-so-terrific name for this fiction…Soooooo…I re-named it…(as you’ve probably already noticed…)
I just suck with original names…I always do a search for them first and quite often there’s already a fic with the same or too similar name for my liking…*pouts* But this one kinda just struck me because…well…it, at the start anyways, was just all about lemons…and saiyans…so…lol…and now that it has a plot...well…I have to name it…*grin*
Thanks to leaf for making me get my mind off it’s lazy arse and think of a name… *hands chocolates* *bows* Arigato leaf-sama! And I’m super glad you like it!
Ja, ne!! ^_^ v
I’ve decided to do them at the START now…as it’s kinda strange having just read a chapter and then seeing the reply to the PREVIOUS chapter at the bottom of it… anyways…
leaf: Thanks for all your wonderful help…*grin* And I’m super-glad you liked the chapter…oh…by the way…have you found a beta for Past to Future yet? If you’re a while from the end I could offer my services (Inner Hella: Maybe she won’t realise it’s just a ploy to read the chapters faster…oh…wait…I think she can hear me…) LMAO!!! But if ya want, I can! *grin* Good luck at Yaoicon too! I love your artwork!!
Macha: Oh my god! 100 lemons!!! *wide eyes*You must be crazy!! Even I couldn’t manage that!! Lol…I’m super glad I set a limit NOW!!! Lol Thanks for your review and I hope you like this chapter! *grin*
Anomlov: Awesome!! Glad you liked it! *grins* It’s so nice to know people are into the story and everything! Your review made me go and write another half chapter off of sheer joy!
bluebird:Yay!! LMAO!! Yes…yes…*waves hands* you’ll get your Mirai/Gohan action at SOME stage!!! Lol…thanks for your review!
Saffronchanlol! Thanks for your AWESOME review!! and I hope you like this chapter! *grin*
Well…won’t keep ya waitin’ any longer!! Without further ado…
Chapter Two
“With the experiments done…the royal line evolved into something else…something…very different to other saiyans.” Vegeta stopped, unable to go on. Goku gently kissed the side of his face, amazed as Vegeta blinked again and a sudden trail of wetness trickled from the corner of his eye. Goku quickly unbound the ki-rings, gathering the slight form of his prince in his arms, cradling his head against his chest. He knew how much it was costing Vegeta to cry in front of him and didn’t want to betray the prince in his vulnerability by commenting on it.
Vegeta mumbled something into Goku’s chest as his arms wrapped around the larger saiyan.
“What was that, Vegeta?” Goku whispered, stroking the prince’s hair with one hand while the other caressed his back.
Vegeta raised his head wearily, eyes bleary with tears.
“I’m pregnant…”
Goku’s hand stilled on his back, the other clenched, almost painfully, in his hair as Vegeta felt the younger saiyan’s body stiffen.
“What?”
Vegeta closed his eyes, burying his face back in Goku’s chest.
“When the experiments were done…they equipped the royal line with the abilty to produce children…from males, by males…” He trailed off, squeezing his eyes shut and waiting for the anger or horror, which ever came first.
“Why did you try to leave?” Goku asked, his tone even, almost cold-sounding.
‘I wanted to spare you Kakkarott…’
“I thought you wouldn’t want me if I turned out to be a… a… freak…I…thought I could get rid of it…and you wouldn’t need to know…” Vegeta shuddered as tears slipped from his eyes, unable to stop himself.
Goku’s hand fisted harder in his hair and the prince almost cried out.
“Get rid of it? You mean kill…our baby?
Vegeta nodded, no longer masking the sobs as they shook his body. Suddenly Goku pulled Vegeta up to face him, fingers digging into his upper arms. Vegeta flinched and cried openly, awaiting a blow or harsh words. What he didn’t expect was the soft, hesitant murmer that followed.
“Vegeta…koi…look at me”
Vegeta cracked his eyes open, his sight still swimming in tears as they spilled down his cheeks in riveulets. He blinked rapidly, trying to dispell them, trying to see Goku’s reaction. He cried anew at the love and compasion he beheld in his new mate’s face. Goku bent towards him, bring a hand up to cradle his cheek, thumb wiping away tears that threatened to spill over.
“Never doubt that I want you, Vegeta. Never doubt that I love you…” He trailed off, as his hand caressed his face again, before sliding down and coming to rest, tenderly, on his abdomen. “…and our baby…”
Vegeta sobbed in relief as Goku wrapped his arms around him again, gently rocking back and forth and murmuring whispers of love and affection.
(A/N Just try and tell me that wasn’t the sweetest thing ever! Lol…Even I go ‘Awwww…’ and I WROTE it!! Lol)
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Gohan rolled his eyes.
He sighed deeply and watched the TV, trying to hear over the two demis bickering across his lap, annoyed that they were still arguing.
“I don’t wanna go! You go!” That was Goten, one arm curled possesivly with Gohan’s as he wrapped the other around his older brother’s neck. Trunks scowled and hooked a leg over Gohan’s knee, snuggling closer to him.
“I went last time, Goten! You have to go this time!”
Gohan rolled his eyes again. “Kami! Would you two just hurry up and decide who’s going?!” He gestured to the TV. “I’m trying to watch this!”
Goten huffed angrily, lapsing into silence for a few minuets, pretending to watch the TV, before the rumble of his stomach set him off again.
“Truuuuuunks! I’m so huuuuungry!” He whined, flopping around on the couch in a mini tantrum. Trunks just smirked at him, knowing that Goten’s stomach would eventually win out and he would go.
He was right when, a few short minuets later, Goten scowled and jerked himself to his feet, scuffing his shoes angrily against the floor as he left to get food from the supermarket. Gohan heard the door slam and shared a sly smile with Trunks, knowing they’d won this round of snack-retreival.
Gohan grinned again as Trunks snuggled closer to him, laying his head on Gohan’s shoulder and watching the TV with him. They sat the in comfortable silence for a few minutes until Gohan sneaked a look down at him, realising the demi had fallen asleep. From the angle Trunks was lying against him, he looked slightly different, lavender hair diffusing across his shoulder and tickling Gohan’s neck.
‘So much like…him’
A wave of sadness and immesnse grief suddenly washed over Gohan as tiny tears pricked in his eyes.
‘Mirai…Gods I miss you…’ He bit his lip and his body gave the smallest of jerks as the first sob welled up in his throat. He swallowed it down, as he had many before, resolving again to try and be happy in his situation. Still…
‘I wish you’d come back to me…make everything alright…I’m so sorry…so lonely…”
For some reason the tears just wouldn’t stay down tonight and another welled in his eye and began a slow trickle down his cheek. A dam inside him broke suddenly, worn away by weeks of restraint, and he gave a choked sob. He immediately looked down to see if Trunks had heard it and cursed himself as the younger demi stirred, turning to him and opening cerulean eyes, full of concern.
‘Just like Mirai’s…oh Gods…Stop it Gohan…Fucking stop it before you go crazy…’
“Go-chan? What’s the matter?” He asked, immediately sitting up and wrapping his arms around the elder Son.
Gohan just bit his lip and shook his head as the tears continued to roll, soundlessly venting his grief. Trunks smiled sadly, knowing what was wrong and gently nuzzled against Gohan’s neck.
“Don’t be sad, Gohan…” He whispered, placing light kisses along his collarbone. He smirked against the skin, knowing what would take his mind off Mirai…well at least for a few minutes anyway.
“Don’t think about him anymore…think about this…”
He slowly trailed his tongue up Gohan’s neck, feeling the other demi shudder in response and moan lightly. The flat of his tongue lapped across Gohan’s adam’s apple then up over his chin before plunging deeply into his mouth. The eldest Son moaned against his lips and felt the younger demi’s hands begin to tug at his clothing. Trunks left his mouth and kissed along the twin, wet trails down his cheeks before sliding across his lap and onto the floor between his knees. Gohan looked slightly confused and Trunks quickly knelt and began to pull at the buttons securing Gohan’s pants. He unfastened them with inhuman speed and pulled on the legs, smirking when Gohan lifted his hips obediently.
Trunks tugged down Gohan’s jeans and boxers, casting them aside and running his hands lightly up Gohan’s legs, feeling him shiver as he began to harden. Gohan groaned in delight when Trunks suddenly leaned forward, skipping his customary teasing and pushed his shirt up further on his chest.
Trunks sunk his head quickly, enveloping Gohan in his warm mouth as the older Son hissed between his teeth, hands automatically fisting in the lavender strands.
Trunks moaned around his cock, swirling his tongue as he sucked, tasting the salty precum as he tongued Gohan’s slit. Gohan groaned and bucked his hips slightly as the demi shifted his head to take more of him in, sucking harder and scraping his blunt nails down Gohan’s stomach.
Gohan stared hazily down in his lap as Trunks leaned forward, deep throating him and swallowing hungrily around his throbbing erection. The incredible feeling suddenly seemed to take a back seat as a revelation hit him hard, his erection hardening almost painfully in response.
‘He looks so much like Mirai…down there on his knees…sucking me…oh Kami…koi’
He couldn’t say later what made him do it but he curled his fingers tighter in Trunks’ hair and started to thrust up into that wet heat, almost gagging the other demi.
Trunks didn’t stop though, knowing what Gohan needed and willing to give it. He relaxed his throat further and let his mouth go slightly lax as Gohan forced his head down and thrust up into his warm cavern again, moaning.
In the elder demi’s mind, Mirai knelt in front of him, hands kneading his thighs. The strands clutched in his hands were longer, the tongue more experienced and agile, the moans around him were of a deeper timbre. It was too much for the Son’s tormented mind.
Suddenly, Gohan lost all control and savagely began to fuck Trunks’ mouth, ramming himself in till he could feel the back of the other’s throat rubbing against his head. The feeling drove him wild with desire as he imagined his koi in his younger version’s place. He cried out, biting down on his lip as he bucked his hips, desperately trying not to call his older lover’s name.
“Nngh…Kami!” ‘Mirai…feels so good koi…ah…yes…”
He kept up a desperate pace until he cried out, arching his back and washed stream after stream of seed down Trunks’ throat, which the demi swallowed eagerly.
Gohan collapsed back on the couch, breathing heavily as Trunks smirked up at him from his lap, wiping his mouth with the back of a hand.
“Mmmm…” He murmured through his lips as he leaned up to kiss Gohan, tongue delving into his mouth and sharing the demi’s intimate taste. They broke apart and Trunks grinned at him, not noticing Gohan’s slight look of distress at what he’d just done.
“Feeling better, ne?” Trunks asked, sliding his tongue along his bottom lip before handing Gohan his pants and snuggling down on the couch next to him
Gohan nodded, quickly donning his clothes again. Trunks yawned and snuggled further against him.
“Wake me up when Goten gets back, ‘k?” He murmured before falling into a light slumber.
Gohan sat, no longer hearing the TV or the tiny snores from the sleeping demi next to him. Silent tears streamed down his face as he clenched his fists till his blunt nails bit into his palms. The pain in his hands didn’t lessen the ache in his heart though, and as he stared, as if in a trance at the flickering screen, one thought ran over and over in his mind.
‘Please Mirai…come home…come back to me’
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Gohan: *cries* I feel so abused…
Trunks: *snore*
Goten: NOW I know why they’re always so bloody tired when I come home!!! *rolls eyes* Get snacks, my ARSE!!!
Trunks *wakes up* I’LL snack on your ass, chibi!! *rubs hands*
Goten: *slaps hands away* No! Go tend to Gohan!
Gohan: *still crying*
Trunks: *rolls eyes* Aww but he’s ALWAYS crying! *pushes Gohan onto the floor* What a fucking wuss…grow a set would ya?!
Just lettin’ ya know that didn’t count as a lemon…just some lime-y goodness to tease you with lol *smirk*
Also,…as my wonderfully esteemed reviewer leaf pointed out,…I didn’t really have an oh-so-terrific name for this fiction…Soooooo…I re-named it…(as you’ve probably already noticed…)
I just suck with original names…I always do a search for them first and quite often there’s already a fic with the same or too similar name for my liking…*pouts* But this one kinda just struck me because…well…it, at the start anyways, was just all about lemons…and saiyans…so…lol…and now that it has a plot...well…I have to name it…*grin*
Thanks to leaf for making me get my mind off it’s lazy arse and think of a name… *hands chocolates* *bows* Arigato leaf-sama! And I’m super glad you like it!
Ja, ne!! ^_^ v