Frosting Chronicles | By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6894 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sex.
Humor. Mpreg. Purring.
School bashing.
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.)
~~~***
Goten
walked into the kitchen. Technically,
he was wearing a part of shorts, but under the long shirt, you couldn’t really
see them. Which made his younger
brothers go: “Gross!” and “Go put pants
on!” He didn’t really care what their
opinion was. They were getting ready to
leave for school. So he just sat down
in the kitchen chair, grabbed a donut and started to eat, grinning at them as
they reluctant left.
But
once they were gone, Aunt Bulma and Dad and Vegeta all came into the room. (How they always managed to enter the
kitchen at the same time was a marvel beyond his ability to comprehend.) He rolled his eyes when his father patted
his round stomach. Resisted the urge to
snap at him, because it was his father, after all, and besides Trunks it was
the only person that was actually allowed to touch him.
“Where’s
Trunks?” dad asked.
Vegeta
smirked.
Which
meant the prince knew exactly where Trunks was. Passed out upstairs in their room. And Vegeta knew this, undoubtedly, because he had been in the
kitchen when Goten sent his mate after food.
Which didn’t bother him in the least.
It wasn’t exactly a hidden fact that he was having sex, now was it? No.
The whole pregnant thing sort of screamed: Yes, I have been fucked.
So why was he going to waste time feeliny aby about it? Especially when Trunks did that for
him. “Sleeping,” Goten said.
Dad
sighed. Looked at Vegeta. Gave him that look that Goten always
classified away under ‘I want that.’
And he felt suddenly very sad for his father.
Impulse
control was not something that Goten prided himself on, so when he thought of a
question he generally just spit it out.
“Do you regret it?” Now,
technically, Goten wasn’t supposed to know what his father had given up to save
his brothers’ lives. He was supposed to
be ignorant of the whole situation like everyone else. But he found that he couldn’t pretend he
didn’t know. Honestly, who didn’t
notice it?
His
Dad sighed heavily. “Not as much as I
would miss your brothers,” was what he said.
What he always said. And Goten
wondered if it was a lie. Didn’t press
the issue though. Didn’t mind that his
father touched his pregnant belly if it made him feel better.
“I’m
going to go get Trunks up,” Bulma said.
“I
can do it!” Goten offered. He half-turned in his chair to see her
getting ready to walk out of the kitchen.
His tail wrapped around his wrist and started tugging on his arm as it
swished.
“All
right,” Bulma conceded. She sat back
down at the table and picked up her cup of coffee again. Looked at Goten.
And
having the attention of the whole room, he cleares ths throat, leaned back in
his chair and started to purr. Just
like that. Purring, a heavy sort of
purr, that made the chair shake just a little.
“That
won’t work,” Bulma said, “He sleeps like the dead.”
“It’ll
work,” Vegeta replied.
Goku
grinned and his tail flicked bacd fod forth behind him. “It’ll work,” he confirmed.
Goten
tilted his head back into the chair, rested his hand on his tummy and
purred. Waited, heard the thump of feet
on the floor, the grumbling, and then Trunks was there, hair messy, pulling on
a shirt over the lines of bloodspots and chocolate on his chest. Yawning and cursing.
“What
now?” he asked Goten.
To
which, Goten responded by tugging on his shirt until he could kiss his mate and
then he smiled and said: “Your mom wants you.”
“That’s
amazing,” Bulma said. “How far away
from each other can you be for that to still work?”
Trunks
mumbled some response, fell into the chair next to Goten and dropped his head
down to the table. Goten didn’t feel
particularly bad about making his poor little mate so tired. He probably should have been more sensitive
to the fact that Trunks needed sleep, but he didn’t really care.
“So,”
Goku said, “Who’s going to deliver the babies?”
His
dad was the oddest person. Who just
asks that question out of thee lie like that?
Goten was trying to eat breakfast, and his dad asks that. But the answer was pretty simple. “Trunks.”
Of
course, his mate apparently had not known this. “I thought Dad was going to do it.”
To
which Goten stood up, knocked his chair back against the wall and stared at his
mate. Tried to summon words for a few
moments, nothing came, and then he shouted: “Vegeta is NOT delivering my
children, Trunks! He is not going to be
gawking at those places!”
Trunks
scoffed, stood up, and said: “He changed your diapers, idiot, I think he’s seen
everything you got.”
Goten
smiled—his Step-father would have recognized that smile, because it was the
same one his father used—“I don’t wear diapers anymore, Trunks. And if Vegeta is delivering OUR children
than he’ll be seeing everything I’ve got a lot more often than YOU will!” With that, he turned, and left the
kitchen.
~~~***
Three
hours. Goten sat upstairs, in his room
and purred. For three whooursours. Not because he wanted Trunks to show up, but
because he realized that his purring would make the idiot horny no matter where
he was and whatever he was attempting to do would be sabotaged until he came
back and dealt with his little mistake.
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Besides,
pissing Trunks off generally led to pretty good sex. He remembered a few months ago when Trunks had disappeared—inexplicably—and
he had come back with that hunk of metal that was a ‘time machine’ and he’d
been beaten up. Goten had known he
would be. Couldn’t really remember why
he knew this. And he had greeted his
mate with a senzu and sex. And for a
few weeks after that, Trunks got pissed every time Bardock got anywhere near Goten—or
for that matter, he didn’t like Bulla or Vegeta that much either.
A
whimper to let his mate know that he was ready for this to get more interesting
,and Trunks was pushing his power level up, getting harder and bigger all
around him. Inside of him. Goten pulled away from the mouth, tipped his
head back, let his whole body be rocked back and forth. Whimpered and hissed and purred. Knew that he was a sweaty mess with sticky
lips and didn’t care. Felt Trunks lower
his head and kiss his neck, move his hands up from thighs to his waist, rubbed
the rounded tummy, then further up, pressed to his chest, and Goten was
panting.
Gritting
his teeth, wrapped his hands around the bar on the headboard of the bed. Felt the quickening, felt the rhythm
disappear as Trunks moved faster, harder, and he yowled for him. Let him know what he thought of it all. Arms went around his back, and he was hugged
tight to the body that moved over him.
Felt a desperation in that movement, moved his own hands to wrap around
the back above him. Dug his fingers in,
felt Trunks shudder all around him.
Spared
a moment of mindless concern before his world imploded inside of him and he was
gasping and arching in pleasure. Rode
out the shock waves and purred.
Trunks
lifted himself up again, stared down at Goten, and Goten stared right back.
Felt like his face was being memorized, and returned the favor. Memorized everything about his mate, from
the hair to the blue eyes, to the face, and the little scar on his chin. Felt their tails wrap into a single cord,
and wanted to ask what was wrong, but couldn’t. Because Trunks wouldn’t have answered anyway.
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Jaygoose:
I
couldn’t ignore that he had traveled through time, even if he more or less ‘forgot’
those memories.
Getarian:
Yes,
they’re all a big happy family of warrior aliens. Expect Vegeta and his son to face off sometimes. *be fun to see who wins. * and this chapter I even got Goku and Bulma
in there! Yeah! Should have the other kids in there in the
next chapter. (because everyone will
find out their fate in Even More of Us.)
Oi. I doubt Trunks will have the power of mind
to think of math, but Goten would probably love to use the hyperbola thing
against him. Draw him dirty little
pictures.
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