"Father, Son, and a Little Fun"

Specific Warnings for Chapter 6: Lemon, incest, rape, non-con, analingus, language, insatiable Icejin libido, more forced oral.

Chapter 6

Vegeta turned his face away and into the bed, his eyes cinched tight and his lips pursed to contain the ragged moans that wanted to break free. Twisted or not, apparently Freeza was well-taught in this arena. And his teacher had decided to sit down on the bed next to them and watch, stroking himself.

"That's it, son. You make your father so proud", Freeza heard his father say. His throat hitched with silent laughter, making Vegeta's back arch and a low moan rip through his tightened lips.

Heat was coursing through the prince, rushing at a fever pitch from the tips of his toes and into his face. He could no longer deny the pleasure and his body refused to listen to him, only wanting release regardless of who it was to bring it. His uninjured hand came up hesitantly, brushing against Freeza's forehead and placing itself on the back of his head as he thrust involuntarily into his mouth.

Freeza watched Vegeta lose it bit by bit, so intent on the battle the prince was waging on himself that he didn't notice his father move until a hand wrapped around his waist and he was pulled down and on his back, Vegeta’s hot flesh slipping out of his mouth. Before he could do anything, he felt a large tongue lap at his inner thighs and squirm against his ass. His father's head went down between his legs and he was swallowed instantly.

"OHhhhh--"

Vegeta nearly reached out for the withdrawing pleasure when he caught himself and opened his eyes. He could see Freeza's upside down, upturned face gazing unfocusedly at him. His lips were slightly open, glistening a bit with spit.

Kold noticed the voyeur and smiled as he sucked, reaching up until he was cupping his son's chin. He tilted Freeza's head and forced his lips into an "O" shape. Vegeta shook his head, glaring warily at Kold, but Freeza reached up and grabbed his ankles.

"S-stop it!", Vegeta yelled angrily, panic and insanity leaking into his voice. ::What was WRONG with these people??::

Freeza moaned softly, pulling Vegeta into a straddling position over his own head.

"Oh, what's the matter, little prince? I thought you were enjoying it."

Before Vegeta could move, he felt Freeza's lips ensnare his cock again, and that cursed mouth began sucking him and making his rational thought leave once more. His eye-lids drooped as the heat began beating through him again. Looking down, he met Freeza's gaze; violet eyes staring up at him, mocking him.

After a moment's thought, Vegeta smiled coldly, "You're right, Freeza. I am enjoying it."

He positioned himself better over Freeza's mouth and began thrusting in, enjoying the iceling's momentary confusion at the sudden cooperation. The grip on his ankles tightened but Freeza went on sucking and staring at him solemnly. Vegeta picked up speed, literally fucking his mouth, intending to make the corners of Freeza's lips raw and tender for the next few days.

"Know what else I'm enjoying?", Vegeta said even as he panted for breath, "The knowledge that you and I are in the same ship. You're just his whore. Just as you see me as your own. Want to know what makes us different, lizard?"

Freeza's eyes merely narrowed and Vegeta went on, "I don't want to be your whore. I fight you. With everything I have. Sure, I lose. You're more powerful, I admit. For now. Don’t worry, I'll catch up."

Vegeta's smile widened, his thrusts now deeper and hard. Sweat began trickling down his face, "But you...you want it. You like it. Love it. He's probably made you beg for it, hasn't he?"

Suddenly, he felt himself lifted and was thrown at the head of the bed. His head slammed against the ornate bedpost but he kept going.

"Hasn't he, Freeza?", Vegeta repeated, even as Freeza shoved his father's head up and away, crawling up and kneeling up before him, fury visibly growing. Vegeta's fingers searched for a hold on the bedpost, gripping it tightly to hide their trembling.

"Maybe not", Vegeta continued, concealing his fear. But he couldn't stop himself if he tried, "You've probably begged for it yourself, right?"

"SH-SHUT UP!"

"HA!", Vegeta cried out, half in triumph, half in delirium. The reward would be painful and might even make him regret his words, but Vegeta saw the damage had been done, "Struck a nerve, Freeza? Is it true? It IS, isn't it!?"

Freeza's hands gripped the sides of his head, negating the accusation, "SHUT UP! SHUT UP!!"

Vegeta opened his mouth to say more but Freeza back-handed him so that he saw stars. When he came to, his legs were being forced up and Freeza literally ripped into him. He felt as though he’d been impaled by an icy blade and tears stung his eyes as he screamed. Freeza laughed as he angled himself differently, pounding into that spot that the little bastard monkey loved soo much.

"Aw, poor little monkey", Kold said, bemused, "I warned him to watch that mouth."

Vegeta's eyes rolled into his head, biting his lips as Freeza's hand coiled around his cock and began jerking him in addition to the deep thrusts hitting him where it made him forget where he was and who was fucking him.

"Who's the little whore now, Vegeta?", Freeza hissed as Vegeta's hips once more thrust against him helplessly, "Tell me--"

Freeza's felt his tail lifted, felt his father's hardness behind him, nudging against his tight opening. He broke off as he father's lips brushed against his ear, "That's right, son. Prove the little brat wrong."

Freeza obediently renewed his efforts, leaning forward so that Vegeta's knees were nearly on either side of the prince's head and slamming into him harder. Vegeta began to moan with each hit.

"That's a good boy."

Kold rubbed the thick head of his cock against his son's ass, gripping his churning hips and finally squeezing into him. Freeza's back straightened as Kold forced himself inside, causing Freeza to push deeper into Vegeta, his eyes widening, both of them eliciting a pair of strangled moans.

Kold pushed himself deeper, wincing at the tightness gripping him. He then began a steady rhythm. The familiar pain flooded his son, turning into masochistic pleasure and the room suddenly began to spin and dip.

"NNNN---a-AH--!!!"

"Ohhhhhh..."

"Ohh--unng!!--mmnn..."

Kold bucked his hips forward faster, enjoying the cries from Freeza's lips, who grinded into Vegeta and managed to make the prince scream again. All three of them frenzying and indulging in the awkward but undeniable pleasure the twisted situation gave them. Finally, Kold thrust to the hilt into his son and emptied his seed into him, leaning forward and grinding his hips. Freeza felt his father's cock jerking and spasming as he spilled inside him and slammed deep into Vegeta, cumming with a ragged moan and collapsing. Vegeta cried out as he came, spraying both himself and Freeza with cum. His arms gripped the closest thing to him, which was an unconscious Freeza, as his body was ravaged by orgasm. All three of them fell onto the bed, gasping for breath.

Kold lifted his head up after a few moments to see his son passed out, exhausted, and with his eyes still clenched shut. The Saiyajin was staring down at him blankly. Vegeta jumped as he was caught in the king's gaze.

Kold chuckled and smiled, "Still breathing, I see."

Vegeta looked away from the Icejins, staring emptily at the door, "Can I go now?"

"Ah, well. You're been through quite a lot", Kold said dismissively, repositioning his son and doing things Vegeta didn't care to watch.

The instant Vegeta stepped off the bed, he collapsed to his knees with a grunt. Ignoring the king's short laugh, he got to his feet unsteadily, beginning to limp to the shreds of his clothes. Damn it, how to walk through the halls to his quarters with his clothes in tatters? He was determined to forget everything that just happened between the end of the mission and--

Suddenly he heard a sinister laugh behind him. He froze as a tail slowly coiled around his waist again before crying out in panic.

"Y-You SAID I could leave!", Vegeta cried out angrily, "L-leave me alone! Let me GO!!"

"I lied, you idiot", Kold replied, trapping Vegeta's arms with one hand, "Besides, I realized I never got to have a taste of you. After all, my son and I had an agreement."

Kold pulled Vegeta back to the bed, the anguished cries and roars deaf upon his son's ears even as he slammed the Saiyajin into the mattress. A tongue slid up between his thighs again, lathering his cock and ass with cold, sticky saliva.

“Mmmmm…”

“STOP! NO!! STOP IT!!”

The king settled between Vegeta's splayed, kicking legs, the Saiyajin’s thighs opening painfully wide to accommodate his bulk.

"D-DON'T!", Vegeta shrieked, "NO MORE! PLEASE!!"

It did nothing. Kold only smiled as positioned himself, "Please, spare me. You're beginning to sound like Freeza had at his first time with me. He likes it now. Maybe you will, too."

Vegeta's muscles tightened unbearably against the assault, once more being ripped into. His flesh tore around Kold's cock and there was no way he could stop the anguished screams ripping out of him. Unlike Freeza, whose aim had been to force pleasure into him, Kold wanted nothing but to get off. Vegeta slammed his fists against Kold's chest, ignoring the hot bursts of pain in his broken wrist. His attempts to fight were pathetic, and it didn't help that he was scared out of his mind, more tired and sore than he had ever been, and thoroughly disturbed. His weak attacks did nothing except incite the king to laugh. Tears streamed down Vegeta's face.

"STOP OH GODS STOP IT STOP STOP ST--!!!"

Kold covered Vegeta’s mouth, speaking gently to the wide, frightened eyes, "Ohh, shhhh, my little—mmm--tight one. I know it hurts, I know, but don't worry. Soon it'll hurt more."

With that, Kold began slamming into him harder, hitting bone, Vegeta wailing and tearing his throat raw as blood started to drip and then stream down his thighs. Kold knelt up and off the bed, Vegeta still impaled on his cock, and held the Saiyajin up against the wall, one hand holding his wrists above his head, the other gripping him around the waist. He could actually feel his cock moving beneath the flesh under his thumb as he pounded into him. Vegeta mercifully felt the pain overwhelm him and he escaped into darkness with a weak moan.

Kold continued thrusting into the limp form, cumming for the third time inside Vegeta's still body. Getting his breath, he merely tossed the prince onto the bed, next to Freeza so they lay side by side like exhausted children. Freeza moaned weakly, his tail curling around one of Vegeta's ankles in his sleep. Kold sighed in satisfaction, cleaning himself off of blood and getting dressed.

"Ahh, the time I spend with my son is precious indeed", he said to himself with a laugh. With a last glance at the two on the bed, he ordered himself something to eat on the room intercom system.

"Yes", he said, finishing his order, "Oh, and have...what was his name...ah, I remember! Have Zarbon deliver the meal. And tell him not to waste any time...I'm very...hungry."

As Vegeta slipped deeper and deeper into unconsciousness, the last he heard was Kold’s low, rich laughter ringing eerily through the room.

::Monsters do exist::, was his last conscious thought before he let sleep take him.


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