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Family Therapy	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3495 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Family Therapy

Card

Sequel to Group Therapy

Which
was the sequel to Mental Therapy, Hormone Therapy & Cross-eyed.

DISCLAIMERS and CAUTIONS:

A.
No. *sighs heavily * I still don�t own DBZ, DBGT or DB. I tried to buy it out, and wouldn�t you know
it, fifty cents and a piece of bubblegum wasn�t enough. *sigh *
Luckily I own the entire Hormone Therapy world wherein Vegeta has a
uterus, so does Trunks. There is a set
of Twins, Gina and a slew of little annoying children.

B.
I no longer feel that you MUST read Cross-eyed because it�s gotten a
1000 hits. BUT, if you want EVERYTHING
to make COMPLETE sense than you should read Hormone Therapy, Mental Therapy,
Cross-eyed and A Prince Among Men. (My
universe has gotten huge, hasn�t it?)

C.
Okay, just about seven years and seven months (enough time for Vegeta
to be fertile again) have passed. So
there will be �lust-crazed� sex with the purpose of getting people
pregnant. (Those people, mind you, are
mostly male.) So there is SLASH
(homosexuality) and there is *gasp and shudder * straight sex. SAIYANS. (I consider this a warning.) Humor.
Goten. (he�s a warning all his
own.)

D.
And this is AU. And it�s all
about humor (and the endless lemons.
Goal for this story: get a lemon in every chapter like Hormone
Therapy.)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****

There
were a few, vague non-committal reasons why Presta had only a lingering respect
for Gohan. He wasn�t really much of a
Saiyan, and she had been raised in both these worlds and seen Saiyans at their
cleanest and their worst. Gohan was
neither. But it wasn�t really his
fault, she understood and that�s how some of her respect for him lingered. HOWEVER, she found that the longer this
heat-cycle thing went on, the more and more Saiyan like he became. Possessive.
Grabby. Incredibly skilled with
his hands. Amazingly skilled
actually.

Even
right now, his hands were doing wonderful things that made her gasp and
wriggle, and he thought it was just so amusing to watch her. (He assured her it was quite a show she put
on.) They were in her room, without
Aya, because he father had the foresight not to put his two daughters in the
same room even if Bardock and Masuyo shared.
(boysboys bitched about this a lot.)
He was leaning over her with his hands busily making her shake, and she
was trying to find a tolerable way not to give into his little half-smirking
thing he did. (that wasn�t going so
well.)

Of
course, just about that time was the moment her father chose to knock on the
door and he opened it only wide enough so they could hear him without him
yelling. �Finished the DNA crap,� he
said, �Any similarities you have are minute.
Feel free to fuck like rabbits.�
Then he was gone.

Well. Wasn�t that just a load off her mind? Not really, she hadn�t been that actively
concerned about it anyway because she wasn�t going to have kids, but Gohan
might have been, and now they knew that their genetics weren�t related. (How were they not, exactly? She�d have to track the bastard down and
demand an answer to that question.)

�Rabbits
are too quick,� Gohan said, smirked, moved his fingers against her again and
she would have managed a response, but he drove that idea out of her head
rather quickly. Moved up and kissed
her, pressed all his naked skin against hers, and she whimpered. Moved her hips against his fingers as they
continued to make her shake and she wanted more than just a couple fingers,
wrapped her hand around his erection and squeezed it until he groaned and
stopped moving�he wasn�t even breathing all that well at this point�he gasped
like a fishie for a moment and then moved as she directed him, and his fingers
moved out of the way as he pushed into her.

Her
eyes fluttered closed. (Suddenly
convinced that if the Saiyans in her world had known about demi-Saiyans and
their masterful abilities there would have been more demis running around all
the time.) She was very close, he knew
it because he was the one that was driving her insane with his hands, so there
was none of that pausing bullshit where they just looked at one another and
blinked and waited for whatever. Just
movement; him inside of her.

~~~***

It
had been little over a month. Just one
month. Maybe a little longer, and
Vegeta found himself once again, as big as a barrel (a very small barrel, but
he hadn�t shown with Bardock for a lot longer than one damn month.) Kakarot found his rotund belly very
attractive. He always did. Spent a lot of time giving it special
attention, and then every other square inch of Vegeta special attention. (That was nice but he wasn�t about to tell
the big bastard that.) Still. He didn�t like the fact that his belly was
out and showing and ms. Prissy Gina wasn�t showing at all. Not even a little pooch. NOTHING.

�Vegeta,�
that was Kakarot, who woke up and groped around his side of the bed, found it
empty and had to look up, across the room, where Vegeta stood in front of the
dresser with the mirror. �Too far,� was
the whine. But his mate got to his feet
anyway, came over to him and put his large arms around Vegeta, his hands on his
rounded belly and leaned down to rest his chin on Vegeta�s shoulder. �Why are you so far away Vegeta?� He moved his hands to where Vegeta�s were,
pulled both their hands back up and pressed them against the rounded
belly. �You look great,� he
murmured.

n stn style='mso-tab-count:1'> Vegeta
doubted this, but he didn�t dispute it.
Let Kakarot run their hands over his stomach, and then one hand moved up
to his chest and the other stayed down on his tummy.

�Really
great,� Kakarot repeated. Kissed the
mark on his shoulder, and Vegeta turned to look at him, too close to see
properly. Of course, before he had a
chance to say anything he was lifted up in his mate�s arms and turned around to
face Kakarot. Kissed then as they
blindly stumbled over toward the bed.
(One day he vowed to get away from that bed for longer than a couple
hours. Really.) They were already naked�pretty much the way
he would stay during most of this pregnancy if it was anything like the
previous ones�and Kakarot ruthlessly pressed this advantage by pressing their
bare skin together and wrapping his big hand around Vegeta. Stroking him into complete arousal as he
kissed him.

�Dammit,�
Vegeta huffed when they parted. Felt
his legs parting like the traitorous bastards always did, and he rolled his
eyes when Kakarot smiled about this, moved to rest between his parted thighs
and kissed his neck.

~~~***

Upon
walking down the stairs, she found her mate and his brother curled up, sleeping
on the floor of the living room. It was
cute, almost. They were sleeping with
their backs pressed together, tails entwined, arms curled the exact same
way. In fact, they were more identical
there than she had ever seen them before.
It was creepy, almost, how alike they were. Because Goten was sleep on the arm that was scarred and Vegeta�s
hand was covered. There was no way to
tell them apart.

Trunks
appeared in the doorway from the kitchen: �If you want breakfast you better get
it before the monsters here eat it all.�
He was munching happily on a piece of meat. Motioned her away from the sleeping twins and into the kitchen
were all their children (only Bardock, Masuyo and Aya) were. Aya was sitting on her knees on a chair and
eating toast with jelly which stained her little mouth purple.

�Hello,
Gina,� Aya said, �What are we doing today?�
/p>

Bardock
rolled his eyes and said: �Not seeing my parents, that�s for sure.�

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****

Yen>Yes. The chapter is missing a leg. Just about 450 words worth of leg. I really, really, really, really apologize
for that. But since I didn�t update
last week because of the HP movie (rubbish!
By the way. That movie
sucked. I had to go home and
immediately read the book.) The rest of
the weekend was just classic. *mumbles
off into horrible weekend that just passed *

Vegeta:
Anyone else feel gypped?

Goku: I do.

Card: Oh,
they�ll forgive me.

Goku: Yep,
that�s why they�ve got pitch forks and bonfires.

Vegeta: You�re
going to have to explain that one.

Goku: Its
for making s�mores!

Card:
Right. Why don�t you two strip
and distract them while I run away?

Macha:

Yes,
I�m sure Trunks is very happy.
(Masochist, btw.) And poor
Goten. He needed his Mommy to not be
angry at him. *pats him on the head
* That�s so cute.

Mechanical Butterfly:

*cough
* So.
You can�t spend the rest of this story pointing out where the twins could
have been spending a �little alone� time together. *glare * Understand? The lemon was just a bribe, its not
real. *more glaring * But I�m all pleased as punch that you liked
it. ;)

Jaygoose:

Ah. Well nice to know the sex is better. But I think I�ll still get that
drink-face-throwing thing going. ;)
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Family Therapy

Family Therapy

Card

Sequel to Group Therapy