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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.)
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This day was great, that was all
Bardock had to say on the matter. It
was one of those days where you sat back and realized only in this family would
this be considered normal, and it made him grin.
He
had woken up Masuyo and Aya (they were going exploring today, because most
everyone was either pregnant and humping or just humping and they were
children, humping was not attractive.)
They had gone to the kitchen to steal food and found Presta pressed back
against the kitchen counter, with Gohan kissing her. (She didn’t look too happy about that, but she didn’t look too
upset either.) Of course, the poor guy
didn’t see her hand on the glass of ice water, and thusly he didn’t realize she
was going to dump it down the front of his pants until the deed was done.
Needless
to say, there was a lot of cursing that followed, and Presta giggled liked
mad. Told him that: “I warned you to
leave me alone.” Flicked her blonde
hair over her shoulders and pranced outside.
Gohan
immediately went somewhere besides the kitchen, which made Aya knit her
eyebrows together. “Why is he limping?”
Masuyo
and him looked at one another and considered explaining this mystery to the
little girl, but there were some things that a girl should ask their…well, she
could ask her father or mother really.
Unfortunately,
it wasn’t either of those people to come in the kitchen next, but Bardock’s
mom. Aya grabbed Vegeta by his tail,
climbed up his back (because his stomach was something you didn’t call
attention to) wrapped her little arms around his neck and shoulder and said:
“Grandma,
why is Gohan limping? He was kissing
Presta and then she put cold water in his pants and he shouted about someone’s
puppy and then he started limping.”
“Puppy?”
Vegeta inquired.
“Son
of a bitch,” Masuyo said helpfully.
“Ah,”
his mother said, grabbed Aya by her hair and pulled her over his shoulder, she
squealed, and he held her by her tail now (much less squealing) and said: “Gohan’s limping because the cold water
hurt. Wouldn’t it make you
uncomfortable if someone tossed ice water in your pants?”
“Not
really,” she said, “It would hurt them.
I would kick them where the sun don’t shine.”
“Presta
did, effectively, cold water hurts boys down there.” Then he set her on the floor, and Aya just shook her head, looked
at Bardock and Masuyo and they instantly regretted her having this
information. Saiyan girls were terrifying.
THEN,
just when the drama had passed and Gohan returned to make breakfast (he was
also dressed for work, because he was still a professor) there was a lot of
yelling outside, and when the three of them ran out there, Presta and Pan were
going at it.
(Not
in the hot lesbian way either, or Bardock and Masuyo would have shoved Aya back
in the house and watched the show by themselves.) No, they were fist fighting, and Aya had brought out chips while
they sat around and tried to figure out who was going to win.
“Presta,”
Aya . “Presta,”
Masuyo said—with a bit more sadness, like he felt bad for Pan always losing.
Bardock
sighed, and agreed. But in the mean
time, it was fun to watch the fight.
Interesting really, because he remembered a long time ago when Pan
kicked herself in the head and had been waiting a long time for that to happen
again. Apparently he didn’t have the
luck, because other than pissing off his mother, the girls didn’t accomplish
anything.
“GET
YOUR ASSES AWAY FROM HERE!” Mom yelled, pointed nowhere in particular, and all
of them (Pan, Presta and the three of them) packed it up and moved it somewhere
else to finish the fist fight.
~~~***
Vegeta
(son) blinked. One long blink.
“You
see,” his father said, “I really think he’s just being stingy. I could be having all kinds of sex.”
“Yeah,”
his mate said, “But think of how Mummy feels.
He’s pregnant with twins, and he’s not the youngest monkey in the jungle
anymore. You need to be understanding
of how he feels.”
This
made his father blink. Then he turned
to look at him, “Does she get stingy too?”
He
would have said yes, just to tick her off, but she was still a bit upset about
that whole switch the twins and see if the mate’s notice thing. So he just shrugged. “I don’t think it’s the same situation
dad. Gina’s only having one baby.”
Goten
appeared then, sat next to him and leaned forward like he was eagerly awaiting
this conversation. pan>pan>Grinning a mile a
fucking a minute and just reeking of that sex-smell. Flooding the air around them the smell of satiated sex. “So, what we talking about.”
Dad
nard hid his eyes dangerously. “You
know, son, you’re not too old to get a beating.”
“Ah,
Dad, if you’re going to beat me, don’t you think you should do it for a better
reason?”
“This
is a perfectly good reason. I realize
the two of you don’t know how good sex is with your mother—and YOU HAD BETTER
NEVER KNOW—but its very important for me to have a great sex life. I remember what it was like before,” he
shuddered then.
“Yeah,”
Goten said, “How did you manage to conceive Gohan?”
“Well,”
Dad said, “As it turns out, whether or not you actually have fun,
some…stuff…leaks out anyway. That’s how
it happened.”
“Fascinating,”
Goten said. Nodded, looked at the
Vegeta and Gina as they stared at him with horrified expressions. “Now, how did you conceive me and
‘Geta?” Then, just as his father opened
his mouth to explain that (in detail) Goten gave him a pat on the back and
DISAPPEARED!
Gina
looked at him as if to demand: And what did you do to him? Because this was one of those latent revenge
things that Goten did every so often to make sure everyone realized he wasn’t
‘controllable.’
~~~***
“I
recognize that guy,” Trunks said.
Pointed at the monitor in Bulma’s lab/office. She looked at it and nodded.
“You
should. That’s Kane. That guy that was obsessed with Goten for a
while. Remember you guys destroyed his
life?” She said this without the venom
that she would have once, but then, she gettgetting older and unlike the
Saiyans, she would actually die within the next couple of decades.
“Kane?”
Goten asked, he reappeared in a poof, and leaned over Trunks’ shoulder, “What
the hell does he want?”
“I
assume he’s here to look at the new model of the hover-cars. He does still own a business.” Bulma gave him that glare as if to tell him
that she wouldn’t take kindly to him messing with Kane. Trunks smirked, because Goten was horny and
trying to tell a horny Goten not to cause trouble was like asking Niagra falls
to please stop for a few moments.
“Oh,
really?” And he pushed his hand inside
of Trunks’ shirt as he IT’ed them to the garage. Turned Trunks around to face him and sed sed his back to the wall
as he fell to his knees, undid his pants and just as the door opened, swallowed
his erection. (Literally, swallowed
around him and he wrapped both his hands into the messy black hair.) Choked back an exclamation and would have
been more upset if not for the fact that he was so perfectly distracted.
“Oh,
shit,” Kane said, turned his back to them.
Goten
moved his head back, pulled Trunks’ pants back up (but didn’t close them) and
turned to look at Kane. “Oh,” he said,
“I’m sorry.” Stood up and took Trunks
by the hand. “I was just…showing Trunks
the new car. I fixed that model.” Patted Kane on the back as he tugged Trunks
past him, and Kane looked up, blushing and flustered as they departed.
“You’re
evil,” Trunks said.
“Yes
I am.” Took them back to his lab, where
once more Trunks was divested of his pants (the very reason there was no camera
in Goten’s lab) and his back pressed to the wall. He leaned forward, wrapped an arm around Goten’s shoulders and
kissed him. Felt the hands on the
insides of his thighs, the feeling of knuckles against him, and then a hand on
his back, and he was invaded yet again.
“I
could have swore,” Trunks said, tangling his free hand in Goten’s hair, “That
we’ve been here before…just recently.”
He
didn’t get a verbal response, didn’t expect one, but Goten kissed him again and
held him against the wall with hands on his waist and hip. Moved inside of him, not hard or fast, but
deep. Goten pulled away from the kiss,
ripped his shirt off his shoulder and sank his teeth into the claim mark.
Trunks
jerked, shoved himself (unwittingly) back against Goten’s hips and clawed at
his shirt as he was once more claimed and the insanity of the strength
of that claim made his whole body get hot and needy and suddenly this slow deep
fucking wasn’t what he wanted (otherwise he liked it fine) and he rocked his
hips forward faster and whined. (Spared
a second to wonder about this new claim thing.) Whined his mate’s name and felt the ki rising, didn’t have a clue
if it was his or Goten’s or both and didn’t care, because his mate was moving
in him faster and harder and he shivered with ever thrust, felt his erection
against Goten’s shirt and panted hard for any breath that he could get as his
mate held onto his shoulder and ran his hands up and down his sides.
He
tried to get the breath to make some sort of noise but above the heavy panting
and his hands clawing for leverage down Goten’s back, he couldn’t manage to
express anything, leaned his head back against the wall, pushed his shoulder
and his hips harder against Goten’s invasion and felt his own body trembling
hard as it succumbed to the inevitable peak.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****
Vegeta: ONCE
MORE WITH FEELING I ask: Anyone feel
gypped
Goten: Hey,
did I get to that inevitable peak?
Lil’Geta:
pssst, Goten, have you noticed the crowd? *points at folk *
Goten: Dude,
they’re always there.
Lil’Geta:
These guys got naked pictures of us though. *lowers voice * they want
our autographs.
Goku: Don’t
be silly! They want you to have sex.
Lil’Geta:
NO!
Goten: *sigh
* Besides, we don’t have anyone to
bribe.
Lil’Geta:
That’s not true. We could bribe…
Goten: *glomps brother and shuts him up before words
are said *
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