Family Therapy | By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3495 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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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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“I
thought you couldn’t ever separate twins,” Gina said. Held little Vega (the last born who had waited a full seven hours
after her brother to be born) in her whi while Vegeta (her mate) held her twin
sister Bulla. They didn’t look that
much alike. In fact, Vega was taller
with darker hair.
“Maternal,”
Vegeta corrected, “You can’t separate maternal twins. Paternal ones are just like everyone else… Well, not just like. But they’re a lot more laid back than
maternal.”
“This
cannot be right,” Bardock said. He was
attempting to change Radditz diaper (because Bardock had idiotically mouthed
off about how he wasn’t changing the girls’ diapers and thusly he was now
forced to change Radditz and that meant the little idiot with the big mouth got
peed on. Life had the best sense of
justice.) “Is that right?”
Vegeta
looked. “Nope. Diaper’s backwards.”
Which
set Bardock off into a cursing rant.
Punctuated by ripping diaper, and then he set to putting one back
on.
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“Kakarot,”
his mate was saying to him, “You can not possibly be thinking,” Vegeta
obviously had forgotten about the past…oh, twenty-four years or so of their
life. Because everyone knew that Goku
could, would and most often did think about it all the time, “That I would want
to have sex with you,” This was a big stupid thing to say. Of course Vegeta wanted to have sex with
him! “I just gave birth three days ago.”
Three days was a freaking eternity!
He was all healed up. (Senzu
beans. One before Radditz was born and
one after Vega. All healed!) His waist was returning to normal! He trained, he slept, Goku and the rest of
the family were taking care of the kids.
Vegeta had nothing to complain about.
“Is this one of those times where you’re going to walk around behind me
whimpering until I give in?”
Duh.
“And
what do you have to offer that would possible make this worth my while?”
pan>pan>“Incredible
orgasms,” Goku said (because it was painfully obvious) “As many as can be had in,” he looked at the
clock, “the next four hours.”
Vegeta
gave him that look of disbelief, then tugged his gloves off, dropped them on
the kitchen counter and shrugged.
“Alright then.” And Goku would
have shouted out his gleeful happiness, but he was most concerned with
Vegeta. Wrapped both his arms around
his smaller mate, pulled him up against him and kissed him as he IT’ed them out
of the house (the twins could find him should something happen with the
children) to Bulma’s home, into the bedroom that was still set aside for the
‘humping horny saiyans.’ Vegeta slid
his arms between them and yanked at his clothes, shoved his shirt up and then
yanked at his pants—roughly—until they were open enough to push down.
Goku
made shworkwork of plucking Vegeta’s clothes off. Watched them shred away to reveal the darker, tanned skin found
there. Ran his hands down Vegeta’s
chest to his stomach where the stretch marks were still prominent against his
skin and ran his thumbs over them. Which
made Vegeta mutter something.
“If
you expect this to continue, you had better find a new fascination.” He shimmied out of his own pants and looked
at him. Pointedly glared at him until
his hands moved from Vegeta’s beautiful and perfectly lovely stomach to his
back, one hand pressed to the small of his back and the other against his ass
(he really had the best ass.)
“Better?”
he asked.
To
which the response was hands shoving him back on the bed, and just before he
could hit the sheets, he rolled them over, so he landed against Vegeta, and the
nice warm thighs parted around his hips, and hands drew him down, to be
kissed. Vegeta’s tail wrapped around
his wrist and yanked him over to his mate’s erection. (Yes, Vegeta got very demandy sometimes.) He obligingly curled his palm around Vegeta
and shifted against him until he was properly positioned to slide into
him.
Vegeta
tipped his head back and bit his lip, trembled all around him and muttered
something or another. Not that Goku
could really see through his eyes—they kept sliding shut—he panted out for
breath hard and the arm holding him up quivered as his whole body struggled for
breath. Definitely been too long since
last he had done this. Felt Vegeta’s
hand on his arm, and his shoulder and fingertips digging into his skin.
“Next
time,” he heard his mate say, breathlessly as he relaxed, “We switch.”
:1'> Goku
cracked a grin. “Riiiiight.” Then kissed Vegeta once, and ducked his head
down to lick the claim mark—just as a warning—before he sank his teeth through
it and felt the blood in his mouth.
Moved inside of Vegeta, and moved his hand on his erection.
“Wasn’t
there something about orgasms?” Vegeta a. Not
exactly what Goku wanted. Made
his mate scream namename as he came for a second time, and Goku pumped one last
time into Vegeta and released. Grinned
all the while, and panted for breath as Vegeta’s grip on his shoulders
relaxed. As the Prince smirked and gave
him that look.
“Not
sure that made it worth it, Kakarot.”
He
always did love a challenge.
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n stn style='mso-tab-count:1'> Oi. Not liking that lemon. Stn>Stupid frickin cold! *kicks self in head *
Goku: Oh,
yeah baby.
Lil’Geta:
Hey, is this whole Presta wanting to go home thing some sort of set up
for another ‘Prince among men’ story?
Goten: No.
Lil’Geta:
O.o?
Vegeta: He’s
right. It’s not.
Presta:
riiiight.
Goku: Who
cares?
Vegeta: Look
Kakarot. Shiny! *holds up coin *
Goku:
*starts bouncing around like hyperactive puppy *
Macha:
Aw. They love their twins. Most of the time. *cough * Besides, Lil’Geta
and Goten are probably really good at getting away from their parents before
they get into too much trouble (or immediately peril.)
Me
too. I think I have it fairly mild
though. (Or else, I’ve had it for so
long I’ve learned to adapt around it.
Non>Not sure, haven’t really talked about it to most people.) That’s why I write more than one thing at a
time. Can’t stand to have just one
story going at a time. Need the
distractions. (Thusly, I am watching
TV, listening to the radio and writing at the moment.)
Mechanical Butterfly:
Lol. I figured people would catch on with Goten
being all secretive-like. I half
expected someone to get suspicious back when I had (Goku?) ask Vegeta if he’d
had an ultrasound done.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! You’re my new best friend! *glomps MB * You tolded folks? You
went to the site? *sparkly eyed * *starts sobbing *
Er…I’m
okay. Really. *cough * I am.
Lady Lupin:
Lol. So ’s t’s the key to happiness. ;)
Yeah, I sort of like writing the birthing scenes. I liked the Much Like Suffocating ones more,
though. Not entirely sure why. *taps chin * Hmm.
Thanks
for the info on Bra/Bura/Bulla.
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