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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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Frosting Chronicles

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Sequel to Even More of Us

Sex. Humor. Mpreg. Purring.
School bashing. Rouge Saiyans. Space
ships. (Tons and tons of Saiyans.)

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.)

~~~***

He tried very hard not to let
anyone else know, but, secretly, he liked Oki a bit more than he liked the
others. They were growing on him, but
somehow that little girl (with her perpetually sticky fingers) had wormed her
way straight into his heart and was basking in the glow�fully aware the effect
she had on her adoptive father. Which made
him wander about just who her parents had been. But no women had laid claim to her, she did not have the specific
look of any of them, and the men (ha, if you called these pubescent fools men)
didn�t care about the kid. So she was
his, and Goku�s. Their new
daughter. Younger than Mab, cleverer
than Vahe, and cuter than Ull.
Oki.

It
was that cute, clever youth that allowed her to get away with FINGER PAINTING
on the walls of the ship�s hallways with a bit more leniency than her other
siblings. Not that they ever found out
that Vegeta had helped her wash the walls clean because she had pouted at
him. (And he had thought that pouting
thing wouldn�t work for anyone but Goten.)
Had dutifully started washing the walls with a sad curl of her tail and
proudly lifted little chin.

It
killed him.

When
he had gotten a sponge to help, she had put her little arm around his neck,
kissed his cheek and said: �Tank you, Dada!� and that had made him wonder just
how that kid had gotten to him anyway.
Twenty minutes worth of wall-washing later, he had sent her to her room
and told her not to get into any trouble for the next twenty four hours. She dashed off, and it was as obvious to him
as the smirk on her face that she was going to be the leader of the pack. Vahe was the strongest, but Oki was the
leader.

However,
unlike him, Goku did not share this particular weakness to Oki. In fact, he was fair to all of them�except
Ull, who he never got to see and spent a great deal of time whining about how
it wasn�t fair.

Vegeta
was sitting in his own room, eyes closed, listening to the hum of all the ki
around him. Had wondered if it was the
best idea to have all the men on the same ship, but ultimately had to concede
that there was really no better separation.
Goku and he were the strongest, they were the leaders, and the men
understood and respected this. They
were afraid of Bardock, but they knew that he would protect the families, so
they had agreed to that without complaint.

Still,
he had two youngghteghters and a highly aggressive son on a space ship filled
with Saiyan males that got irritable and annoying when they were left in
close-quarters with one another. (They
also had the tendency to get bored and make games out of seeing who could have
the biggest orgy�and that was a smell he was not happy to be stuck with.) His mate had been the one to step in and
tell the Saiyans that should they chose to continue their little sex/orgy
contest they were going to need to make sure they did it in a well-ventilated
area.

But
then, Kakarot spent a good three hours a day carting Saiyans back and forth
from ship to ship for �conjugal� visits.
He was something of a hero of the common man. Which was why his mate was coming into the their bedroom,
drag hig his feet and whining. He
collapsed on the bed and made a noise that was something like �umph� and then
mumbled: �How much longer until we get to the planet?�

He
smiled, petted his mate. �Not very much
longer. A week maybe.�

�A
week!� Goku whinedlledlled onto his side and pouted. (As much as a grown man could pout.) Then he sighed, rolled all the way onto his back. �I saw Ull,� he said, �Goten thinks that
he�s just nursing because he�s traumatized or something. Probably he was forcibly weaned from his mother.�

�And?�

�Well,
he said I should talk to you about whether you wanted to allow him to keep
nursing or if you think we should stop it cold-turkey.� He stretched and wiggled his way out of his
shirt, shucked it to the floor (Vegeta swore one day he would teach his mate
how to keep a tidy room.) Vegeta pulled
back so he could look at his mate as Goku moved to lean against the wall behind
their bed. Looked back.

There
were the faintest little scars on the man�s waist from the two pregnancies, the
darker, dusky color to his nipples that never faded, but other than that little
evidence there was no obvious proof that he had ever carried and birthed
children. A fact that both pleased and
displeased Vegeta immediately. (Trunks
had spawned this realization when he asked Vegeta if Goten was supposed to
shrink right back down to his normally small waist with no evidence of
pregnancy whatsoever. He confessed that
he had no idea.)

�So,�
Goku said, his tail swishing to one side, �What are the odds that we�re going
to be able to have sex between now and the end of the world?�

Vegeta
snorted. �Thus far, not good.� He thought for a moment. It was pretty quiet. The children were sleeping, the men were
mostly sleeping, and they were safely headed toward their planet. He should be able to sneak in a few moments
to indulge his mate�s little purring.

�Oh,�
Goku said. He got out of bed and
finished undressing, flopped back on the bed.
Sighed heavily. �That�s a
shame,� he said. (Vegeta had to pause
to wonder how they had gone from Goku pouting about Ull to his mate giving him
that dirty little grin while he wrapped one hand around his erection and ran
the fingers of his other up and down his thigh.) �I guess I�ll just have to improvise.�

Vegeta
raised an eyebrow, resolutely remained still.
(Found that remaining still while his mate pull his legs up and open and
moved those stroking fingers further and further up his thigh while he started
that damn purring and petted his erection was proving to be quite a feat.)

Goku
dropped his eyes so that they were nearly closed, looked at Vegeta out the
glittering dark slits, and smiled.
�Don�t you have somewhere you have to be?� Ran his own finger over the entrance to his body, dipped just the
very tip inside, and DAMN HIM ALL TO HELL.

Vegeta
moved forward, covered his mate�s smirking mouth with his own, grabbed him by
the knees and pulled him down so he was flat on the bed, pressed his clothed
erection against the moist warmth of his mate, felt hands moving to push his
pants down. Felt hot, calloused hands
on him, and then he was pulled into that body, felt the rippling welcome, and
bit down on the lip between his teeth.
Fingers tore into the skin of his back as Goku moved his hands up his
spine, dragging the shirt up to pull it off.

Tipped
his head to one side, leaned up, licked Vegeta�s shoulder, his neck, murmured
his little whine, purred deep down in his chest and said: ��Geta�more.�

Damn
if that didn�t make his blood boil every single time. He thrust, felt the shudder, realized how long it had been since
he had last done this, and moved again.
Closed his eyes against the sensation of smooth heat all around his
hardness, felt Goku�s erection against his stomach. Dropped his mouth to that perfect chest, sucked on his dark
nipples, ran his hands up and down the baka�s sides, felt him shivering in
pleasure and looked up to see his head roll back, felt the hips roll against
his, felt them opening wider, moving to take more of him in. The purr whimpered and fluctuated, he closed
his eagaiagain, swiped his tongue over the hard nipple he was sucking on. Thrust harder. Let his power level climb and moved harder still.

Goku
pushed one hand against the wall above his head, used the other to press against
hisk, mk, mindlessly urging him on, and he was starting to wonder why he had
thought that managing a group of Saiyans was more important than this. Grit his teeth and hissed. Felt hot thighs against his hips, pants of
breath against his hair as he moved from one side of the chest to the
other. Fingers pressing to his back and
that damn purr that rattled them both.

Yelled
out wordlessly when Goku clenched down around him, bit his own hand to keep
from informing the whole ship jwhatwhat he was doing as he rubbed his erection
frantically against Vegeta until he released, and then there was a heavy sigh,
a slight smile, and he gave Vegeta a look as to ask what it was he was doing
that was taking so long.

Felt
the muscles get hard all around him, but velvety smooth and soft, moved in the
warmth and fought to reach his own peak.
Felt it, let it overtake him, and was unspeakably happy to open his eyes
again and see his mate all flushed and happy under him.

~~~***

Bulla
tossed the ball again, watched it bounce first on the floor and then on the
wall, stared blankly at the gray walls and wondered why the hell they had to be
such a dull color. Looked at Bardock
who was looking at the stupid display screen, idly running his hands through
his hair. He looked insanely bored,
which was good, because she was insanely bored.

�What
do you think they�re doing?� she asked. �Oh, yeah,� she said,
�I�m just damn thrilled that I�m now bound to your ass eternally with no
prospect for sex ever again. So don�t
pull an �oh poor me� asshole, you bit me.�

He
stood up, pushed her against the wall, tilted his head to one side, and stared
at her. Smiled, moved his head down to
the mark on her neck, made her stop breathing as he breathed on it. Then he looked back up at her,
grinned�bastard�and said: �You asked
what they were doing.� Then he moved
away from her, sat back down at the console.

Left
her standing there�very uncomfortable because she knew that he could smell how
very interested that stunt had made her, and she wanted to tackle him to the
ground and beat in his head for doing that to her without even an intention to
follow through. But she wasn�t about to
leave and give him that satisfaction.
So she sat down. Lazily let her
tail sway behind her, bounced the ball again.
�Yeah, well, at least Vegita and Kakarot aren�t getting any either.�

�Hn. Or Gohan.�

�Who
cares about him, he stayed on Earth.�

�Someone
had to. And besides,� Bardock said
without looking at her, �He has a girlfriend there that he�s in love
with.� He went back to running his hand
through his hair, but his tail was curled around the chair back and the very
end of it was twitch back and forth quickly, which made her smile, because he
was trying to ignore the smell she was giving off.

Haha,
she thought at him, suffer bastard.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Goten: We
should definitely go back to me and the frosting

Trunks: One
track mind.

Vegeta:
Thank you. Thank everyone
responsible for getting me laid.

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Frosting Chronicles

Frosting Chronicles

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Sequel to Even More of Us