House of Vegeta Chronicles

HOUSE OF VEGETA CHRONICLES 22: Feeding the Beast

Celipe clutched her head in despair at a ledger sheet. She'd been doing bills downstairs for over an hour, reviewing medical costs. Costs for Kakarot's clinic care and outpatient program.

"Krukka, this is insane. Three thousand credits for last month alone!"

Bardock made his way into the basement, somewhat bloody and scraped. Celipe stared up as he approached.

"Bedattka. What happened to you?!"

The handsome saiyan grinned. "Got into a fight at _The Moors_ downtown. No big deal."

The pretty saiyan sniffed. "Well, I've been looking at bills while you're out having fun!"

Bardock reached for her, squeezing a breast through her robe. "Come here!" he growled roughly.

She slapped his hand away. "Shirksha! Go grab a bar slut. We need to talk seriously-"

The dark saiyan lunged, grabbing his wife over the table. Papers, books and pens went flying everywhere.

"Your choice." a hot tongue licked her ear. Celipe snarled as she was bent over the table. Bardock wedged between her thighs, rubbing.

"Wetanni! Se-darka ne wata!" (Get the fuck off me!) Celipe braced against his strength, snapping sharp teeth. "Go sit in ice, asshole."

Another lick, over her face this time. "I'm gonna bang that pretty fat ass of yours, Celipe. So you may as well enjoy it-"

He never knew what hit him. A knee cracked solidly into his groin, sending Bardock howling to the floor.

"Shit! Are you trying to kill me?" he wailed in pain.

Celipe purred, licking her fingers. "Hn, having problems? You were all hot a minute ago." Shapely thighs crossed over the table, tail waving in a taunt.

Bardock leered at her, eyes dark. "Ai, I'm hot, woman. And ready to pop something-"

They both turned at a sound. Stumbling heavily down the stairs was Raditz, with his friends Humoz and Gorbii. The young saiyans were clearly drunk.

"Oh. We thought we could crash out down here." Raditz smiled stupidly, weaving against his buddies.

Celipe got off the table quickly. "We're busy, Raditz." she closed her robe.

"And your timing stinks!" Bardock snarled, getting up slowly. "Go find a hotel to sleep it off."

Humoz giggled dumbly. "Hullo. Gonna party? Hey Raditz, your folks are gonna party. Can't you smell it?" he pointed across the room.

Raditz snickered, putting a finger to his lips. "Shssh, sh. Don't tell nobody. I was gonna get me a new brother or sister!"

"Assholes!" Bardock glared. "Go somewhere else, I said. This isn't a flop house!"

Gorbii squinted, licking his lips at Celipe. "Hey, whose da hottie. Damn-"

Bardock moved his way, tail lashing. Raditz nearly fell into him to block.

"Ah, he din' mean nuthin' by it, father. Just complimenting mother, because she's...ah...sexy. You know?" another stagger.

"Get these morons out of my house, Bardock." Celipe growled.

Bardock pushed his son off. "Drunken idiot. Go pass out in the back yard with your friends!"

Raditz snapped his fingers, crosseyed. "Good idea! Then we can...we can...go uptown and fight later." he looked blearily at his friends. "Right!"

Humock pointed at the ceiling, still grinning. "I'll drink ta that!"

"Yeah, oh yeah...OOOOOAHHHHH!!" Gorbii started howling, shaking his head.

Celipe went over to them all. "I'm ready to kick some ass."

Raditz kissed her, reeking of alcohol. "Mosi, don' be like that."

"Then go outside! I'm not in the mood for this shit."

****

The three young men managed to find their way outside, with help from Bardock. He gently nudged them to the front porch with his boot.

Meanwhile, Celipe straightened up downstairs. The brief respite from Bardock gave her a chance to think.

_This is serious, we need money._

She barely noticed arms like bands encircling her.

"Bardock!"

"Hai, woman. Now let's continue." a hard erection pressed against her backside. Celipe shivered, fighting her own response to his body and scent.

"Bardock, listen. Kakarot's expenses are killing our budget-"

Sharp teeth caught her ear. "What are you babbling about?"

"His care and treatment! Last month alone cost three thousand credits."

"Three thousand!" Bardock released her suddenly. "What the hell?"

Celipe gulped air, calming her hormones. "Ai, its what I tried to tell you earlier. We need to talk. Something has to be done."

Another leer. "In about half an hour."

"Humping bastard!"

Bardock undulated his tail, musking. "Make it two hours." Licking his lips, he dragged his wife to the floor.

****

Their basement was a wreck. The card table and several large chairs were turned over. A red sofa tilted on one side with throw cushions spilling everywhere on the floor.

Also on the floor were two saiyans, twined and glistening in afterglow. Tails stroked sinuous strokes over hot flesh. Bardock managed to get everything off except his boots. This included his wife's robe, which was torn to shreds.

Celipe purred, lashes fanning over her cheeks. "Hn, we always did hump like fuckers." her hair stuck everywhere from activity.

Bardock kept licking her. "Now what were you saying about Kakarot?"

"Ha..hn. Get off me! I can't think."

He rolled over, pulling her on top. "Now talk."

Celipe glared into those wild eyes. "I should tie your cock in a knot."

Bardock slapped her ass before tugging her tail.

Celipe squirmed, feeling desire heat her legs. "All right! The bills, Bardock. I don't know where we'll get the money to pay for Kakarot."

The dark saiyan fell back on the carpet, thinking. "I'll come up with something."

Celipe flashed her teeth. "Why not ask the Ou? He should be good for it!"

"That's not funny."

"It wasn't meant to be. Surely he'd be willing to help?"

Bardock edged on an elbow, sidling along his wife. "I'm worried, Celipe. Not just about the money."

She stroked his hair. "You fear for his sanity."

"I." Bardock dropped his eyes briefly. "It's not...good. Kakarot is too erratic. I thought after his first rut things would calm down, but they haven't. Now there's the scandal involving Prince Vegeta. Talk is everywhere about his "low class lover."

Celipe growled in anger. "Shirksha. He's only seventeen, Bardock. That controversy is the last thing we need!"

"It's a loss in status for the Prince as well. I was at a general assembly yesterday. All anyone wanted to talk about was how the Prince took a third class child to his bed!"

"The Ou must be pissed."

"You have no idea. Council and military staff alike laughed-"

"What the hell's so funny about it?!"

In surprise and shock, Bardock and Celipe looked up. At the base of the stairs sat Kakarot, eyes flashing. The young saiyan's tail slashed in agitation.

Bardock snarled. "How long have you been there?!"

"Long enough!"

Celipe was angry now. "Get upstairs. I warned you about sneaking in on people!"

"If you weren't fucking so hard you would've heard me!"

Bardock was barely a blur. Rolling to his feet, he all but pounced on his son, backhanding the insolent teen across his face. Kakarot fell back in pain, holding his head.

"I love him!" he wailed, tears evident now. "You have no right to make fun of me."

Bardock stood over him in rage, fists clenched. "Shut up. What are you doing running with the Prince? Do you have any idea what will happen to his status?!"

Kakarot glared defiantly, eyes glazed in agony. "What are you talking about? He loves me, too!"

"Chikume! Crazy little fool."

The teen started crying again, shaking. "Yeah, that's me. Crazy Kakarot! That's all anyone says. Well the Prince doesn't think I'm crazy. I heard you say I cost too much money. If I'm so much trouble I'll just leave!"

Celipe wrapped herself in a tablecloth. "That's not what we said. If you're going to overhear conversations at least get it right!"

"He loves me for who I am!" the teen was getting hysterical. "Vegeta's strong, he never judges me. The Ou tried to stop us and failed. We belong together!"

Barock and Celipe fell eerily quiet, watching their son's rant.

Kakarot was literally screaming now. "What does it take, what do you people want? Is it wrong to be happy? You think I'm not good enough for Vegeta-"

Bardock grabbed him suddenly. "Be still, chibi. You misunderstand."

Kakarot shuddered. "Let go! You're just like everyone else. You think I'm insane, too!"

The dark warrior nuzzled. "Shh, I say."

Celipe approached slowly. "Kakarot, look at me."

The boy hiccuped, his rage dissipating. "What. You gonna pity me now? I'm sick of it! Everywhere I go, I get looks. People whispering, shaking their heads. What the fuck? I don't have to take that crap from anyone-"

Slim fingers stroked his shoulders. "We love you, Kakarot. And that isn't pity."

"No, you lie." he collapsed in Bardock's arms, crying. Suddenly he seized up.

"Kakarot?"

"Bardock!" Celipe was alarmed. The boy went rigid in his father's embrace, staring. The expressive eyes didn't blink.

Bardock cursed silently, easing them both to a sitting position on the stairs. Kakarot's body twitched as he continued to stare sightlessly.

"Kk...k...k..."

They knew the symptoms. Celipe covered his eyes with her hand.

"Easy, cub. We'e here."

A blink. "Mosi? What happened?" the boy touched his face. "Why was I crying?"

Bardock wouldn't release him. "Just rest, cub. It isn't important."

Kakarot looked around in confusion, seeing his parents' state of undress. "Oh shit. I bust in again? Are you gonna get mad?"

"No. Let me look at your eyes."

A shrug. "What for? I've got two!" stupid laugh.

Bardock growled, grabbing his son's face. "Look at me, I said!"

"Yeah, uh, okay." Kakarot edged around.

Bardock glanced at his wife briefly. Celipe nodded, grim.

"What is it?" Kakarot looked back and forth at them both.

"Are you taking your medicine regularly?" Celipe wanted to know.

Kakarot looked down. "Most of the time."

"Your eyes are red, Kakarot."

The boy glanced up at his mother. "They weren't red when I came in here."

"No." Bardock still wouldn't release him. "Take your medicine every day, and I mean it. Otherwise I'll check on your supplies. Got it?"

"Ai." dark locks shaded feral eyes. "It's just that...I hate taking that stuff. Sometimes it makes me sick to my stomach, or drowsy. A couple of times I got a headache."

A pause. "Take your medicine." Bardock repeated stubbornly.

"All right!" Kakarot moved restlessly against his sire. "Will you let me up now? I'm not going to do anything."

"In a minute." Bardock growled.

"I don't understand?"

Celipe chuckled. "Bardock, we can talk later. I'm going up to get dressed." she patted her son on the head. "When you're done here, go check on your brother."

Kakarot laughed. "Ha! I saw him on the front porch with Humoz and Gorbii. They looked pretty wasted."

"They are." Celipe edged past them up the stairs. Kakarot sniffed, catching her scent as she moved.

"Huh!"

Bardock snatched his head back by the hair. "Careful, boy. I broke your brother's nose when he tried for it!"

"What's the big deal?" the boy howled. "Mosi was stinky, and-"

Bardock shook him. "Shut up! You like smelling stuff, huh?"

"Yeah, well-"

"Then smell this!" Bardock abruptly shoved the boy's face into his groin. Kakarot giggled, his voice muffled.

"You're hung. I smelled this, too!"

Bardock couldn't help but smile. "Silly fool."

Hot eyes looked up. "Can I taste?"

"Hn. I wondered when you would start."

"What's that mean? I'm not a kid!" Kakarot pushed up. "Hell, I've already rutted twice!"

Bardock smirked in amusement. "That many times, eh? Well, come on." he stood gloriously nude, pulling the boy along.

Kakarot panted, tail lashing. "We going upstairs?"

"No, your mother is up there."

"Can't she join us?" the crazed eyes gleamed.

Bardock looked at him in dismay. "Krukka, you slut. No, she can't join us."

"Why not? I'm sure she wouldn't mind."

"I would." Bardock smiled darkly. "And I'd hate to put my own cub in traction for it."

"Ah, I get the point."

****

Bardock stretched across the sofa, watching his son undress. He reviewed the teen's body critically.

_Hn, sweet. He's got his saba's ass, that's for certain. I can't wait until he fills out. Those shoulders and thighs should be marvelous._

"You look hot wearing those boots, father."

"Oh?" Bardock gave a lazy smile, stroking himself. "See anything you want, boy?"

"Yeah!" Kakarot's mouth watered as he plopped over his sire. Busy hands pawed Bardock everywhere, feeling the rich texture of satin skin. He panted for a frantic kiss.

Bardock smiled into his mouth. /Easy, cub. There's time./

/I want you./

/Not yet, chibi. But I can help./

Bardock slipped from underneath, sinking to the floor. He spread Kakarot's legs wide.

"Watch me." he commanded. Kakarot sweated, nodding in silence. He pushed shocks of dark hair from his eyes.

Bardock lapped delicately along Kakarot's balls, teasing the space underneath. Sharp teeth nipped along the smooth thighs.

The boy was shaking. "Stop teasing me!"

"Heh." Bardock growled darkly, moving lower. A red tongue circled his son's musky hole, tasting.

Kakarot heaved again. "Are you going to-"

Bardock reached up and stuffed two fingers in the boy's mouth. /Quiet./

"Gmpf, ugk!" the teen twitched as the taunting tongue lapped the base of his tail. Sharp canines gently nipped the sensitive scent gland underneath.

Bardock paused, sniffing. His own tail frizzed to twice it's normal size. "Krukka, boy. It must be true what they say about moon cubs!"

Kakarot gasped, hazing in pleasure at the sensations. "Huh...what?"

Bardock smiled lustfully, swiping his face along his son's crotch. "That they stink five miles. Hn, this will be ripe in a few years." Thick shocks of hair teased the boys' erection, tickling.

Kakarot arched back, clutching the dark head. "Gonna come." he was leaking, straining for more contact.

Hot lips lunged over his aching need, sucking hard to the root. Bardock had barely started when the boy spurted into his mouth, screeching.

The dark saiyan licked his chin clean, grinning. "Seventeen. Are you with me?"

His dazed son looked down, tail flopping. "Hai, I think so." another shiver. "That was good."

"I didn't do anything, really."

The wild eyes shone. "Your mouth felt good, though." busy fingers scrabbled through Bardock's hair.

Bardock was silent a moment. "Have you been with the prince yet?"

A flush. "That's none of your buisness!"

Bardock squeezed slender thighs hard. "Wrong. You're underage, and my responsibility. Have you been with the prince!"

Kakarot couldn't meet his eyes. "N-no, not completely. We kissed and petted, mostly. Vegeta and I ran the jungle one time, but other oozaru interrupted us before we could do anything."

Obsidian eyes narrowed. "Are you telling me all of it?"

"Yes! I mean, we really wanted to. Vegeta knows I'm younger, so he asked how old I was. Guess he wanted to make sure I wasn't a kid."

"You're still too young."

The heart shaped face tilted in defiance. "No I'm not. Vegeta treats me like an adult. Besides, I know what to do!"

Bardock sat back, tail lashing in thought. "You know what to do, hn?"

Kakarot's eyes were dark again, though tinged with red still. "Yeah. I can get a mate anytime I want. And the prince wants me!"

"I see." a leer. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

The boy blinked, stupefied. "Ha?"

"You were going to taste me, I believe. So?"

Kakarot licked his lips, looking at bronzed perfection. "Yeah, well...you're really hung, father. Anyone ever tell you that?"

"All the time. You plan on talking all night?"

"No." Kakarot dropped between thick thighs and started sucking with gusto. Bardock smiled slightly. His son had enthusiasm if not experience. Fortunately, he was still somewhat turned on from being with Celipe. Closing his eyes he made a fantasy.

Kakarot slurped away, proud of himself. He stroked his father's tail as he worked.

The dark saiyan hissed, eyes flying open in surprise. /Little cheat./

/Hai. Like that? You taste good!/

Bardock decided to just let it go, releasing himself with a groan. Besides, he had to get back to his wife upstairs. Kakarot gobbled greedily, tail flailing crazily behind him.

"Oh yeah!" the boy wiped his mouth with a forearm. Bardock reared back in laughter.

"What's so funny?"

"You, Kakarot. You're delightful."

The teen flopped over his father again, comparing bodies. "I'm still too skinny."

Bardock licked his ear affectionately. "You have the bones to be big. Patience, Kakarot."

"Even Raditz bulked up. I look pretty sad next to him!"

"He's twenty seven. You're still growing!"

The bright face turned. "Yeah, but everyone wants Raditz. Last week when we were downtown three women kissed his tail-"

"Kakarot, stop worrying about things you can't control. You'll have plenty of offers soon enough."

"You think so?"

"I know so. Now be still a minute." He held his son in a soft embrace. Deft fingers stroked the smooth body, still having a child's softness.

A pause. "I wanted to do some things to you."

"What are you talking about?" Bardock tilted his head slightly.

"What I mean is, I wanted to prove that...I'm not some kid. Let's have some fun!" he wiggled groins.

Bardock grunted, squeezing the fine ass. "Not now, skank. We'll have this conversation in a few years."

"Raditz said the same thing. But he wouldn't even let me taste him after my first rut."

"He knew I'd take his head off if he touched you."

"Yeah, but I still turned him on."

Bardock sighed. "Calm down, Kakarot. Lie against me now and rest."

The teen embraced him, tail twitching. "Sorry. Just thinking about all this has me hard."

"In a few years, I said. Come to me hot, with no hesitation."

Kakarot stared, overwhelmed. "Arruta! But why not now?"

Bardock looked into his son's eyes with meaning. "I'd only hurt you, and take what I need. You have no idea, chibi."

"Raditz said that, too. But he gave me a promise for later. I haven't forgotten it."

Bardock grinned at a memory. "Hn. You look forward to being with your brother?"

"For several reasons. Ai, I'll wear his ass out!"

"Enough." Bardock kissed his youngest hard to quiet him. "Rest now, I said."

Kakarot nodded, purring. He settled contentedly into his father's embrace, coiling tails.


THE END