A King With Chaos | By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2669 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sequel
to A Prince Among Men (henceforth known as APAM)
Side
Story to Family Therapy (which was a sequel to Group Therapy, Mental Therapy,
Cross-eyed, and Hormone Therapy.)
Things I figure I should say:
a.
I’m not sure that anyone would want me to own DBZ, DB or DBGT
because I’d probably do something really odd with it. Thusly, I have come to the sad conclusion that I will never own
it. No profit will ever be made. I’d really appreciate it if you would stop
rubbing it in.
b. Okay,
it’s not necessary to read all of the therapy fics, but it is necessary to read
APAM. Otherwise you might be
confused.
c.
AS USUAL, there is SEX, SLASH (homosexual sex, usually
descriptive like) SAIYANS (thusly, violence, bad language dirtiness, lewd
displays.) All my original
characters: Red, Goten, Lil’Geta,
Caradoc (sigh, yes he’s still alive) and Presta (as well as Bardock’s other son
Tuari.)
d. AU. Humor.
Sex. Saiyan home planet (which I
hear is named Vegeta-sei. Yay!)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***
Wow. Now, Presta had seen Gohan in the middle of
some pretty damn raunchy sex, thank you, but this was quite possibly the first
time she had ever really seen him.
She stood there, a few feet to the side of the oblivious boys, watching
the two of them as Caradoc tore Gohan’s clothes off, hands sliding all over his
pale skin, down between his thighs and Gohan urged on every single touch,
spread his legs and pulled Caradoc tight against him, sucked on his mouth and
dug fingers into the dirty clothe of the 3rd class uniform, ripped
it away and left them both almost naked.
Tails swishing in the air until Caradoc grabbed Gohan’s and stroked it
small fingers but hot hands and a rough grip.
She
couldn’t even breath watching them, looked around at the empty village, heard
the last of the Saiyans chasing the former owners away, and she moved over to
them, grabbed Caradoc by the shoulder and yanked him back, up, looked at the
yell that was there in his eyes and covered his mouth with hers, pressed her
body to his and he bit into her, her lips and tongue, hands sliding down into
her pants and pressing her flat against him, until Gohan got up and he shoved
her back, angry and his energy flared high.
A growl in her chest and Caradoc laughed; laughed like his brother
laughed until Gohan grabbed him by the hair and yanked him back, kissed him
again, large hands on his skin, up his back and back down to his ass, they
stroked each other’s tails.
Not
good enough.
Fucking
men.
She
moved forward again, slid her hand between them, down into Caradoc’s pants and
curled her hands around him, stroked him fast until he was shivering and then
he pulled away from Gohan, looked at her, eyes glowing and body flushed out. “I want in too,” she said.
Gohan’s
hand slid inside Caradoc’s pants too, laced through her smaller fingers and
pulled her hand back, away from him, then his fist hit her mouth and he kicked
her.
Bastard!
Kicked
her straight into the side of a building, Caradoc laughed again, Gohan charged
over to her, grabbed her by the hair and shoved her to the wall again, rough
hands—who knew Gohan could be rough?
Did you?—tore her pants, reduced them to shreds but the shirt stayed,
fingers slid against her, making her shiver and Caradoc was over next to them
again, smirking his royal ‘fuck me’ smirk.
“Gohan,”
she said, breathed hard, panted his name and rolled her hips against him. He slid fingers into her and carried
ins
inside, to the ruined house they were supposed to destroy, to the mattress they
had tossed on the floor and dropped her there, gave her a few moments to get
rid of his pants, and then he was inside of her again, moving strong and fast.
Caradoc
came in a few moments, holding a jar of oil, smirking. Knelt next to Gohan’s pistoning hips and
grabbed him by the base of the tail, ending everything in a moment of blinding
white energy, she panted and clawed at the skin on her as Gohan pressed his
mouth against her shirt and it wasn’t enough, she was still burning up and needy,
but Caradoc was grinning, stroked Gohan’s tail while he climaxed in her and
flipped the top off the jar of oil.
“Learn
to share,” he said to her. Gave her a
glare like it was her fault. Then he
slid behind Gohan, and something like the man she remembered so well came back
into his face, he turned his head and looked back at Caradoc, then down at
her. Shifted his weight and to her
great surprise, kissed her moved his legs so they were spread wider and whimpered.
Poor
guy.
She
pulled away from the kiss and tried to see past him, down to where Caradoc was
doing whatever and making Gohan squirm, making him moan, whimper and harden
inside of her. She gasped as he filled
her again, and panted against his face, pressed their cheeks together and felt
his flush as her hands raked up his back.
“Almost ready?” she whispered.
To him or Caradoc, she didn’t give a damn.
This
whole thing was just fucked up anyway.
Hard
fingers moved between her hip and Gohan’s, grabbed him and held him still, and
she felt the thrust all the way in her, felt the way Gohan went all rigid and
his cry in her ear, Caradoc’s sound that was something like a growl. Her hand wrapped around Gohan’s tail and she
let her eyes fall closed as he was pulled out of her and then pushed back in by
Caradoc’s thrusts.
Thought
that next time she was going to be on top of the pile of Saiyan
perversion.
Gohan
started to relax against her, but he was blushing horribly, digging his hands
into the mattress under her and his hips jerked way from Caradoc’s with every
thrust, deeper into her until he wasn’t even breathing anymore, just gasping
and tears were leaking out of his clenched eyes.
“Fuck
woman,” Caradoc snapped, “Come already.”
She
would have given him the finger, but she was under the two of them and there
just wasn’t room to maneuver her hands around too much, so she tilted her hips
and closed her eyes, felt the throb and the burn of it in her, the need, the
sparkling that started deep in her and expanded everywhere, overwhelmed her
senses until she was gasping and biting the insides of her own mouth.
“Finally,”
Caradoc said, yanked Gohan up and away from her, out of her, pulled him off and
turned him around (Caradoc was pretty damn strong for such a little guy) and
sank back into him.
“Hey,”
she said, but she was too tired to care much, wiggled over to the edge of the
bed before Gohan was pressed back down against the mattress, and Caradoc thrust
into him faster and harder, until Gohan was shining with energy, gasping and
arching, mewing with need and blushing so bad he had to have a migraine by
now. Her eyes were half closed, but she
saw it, felt the explosion through the room, and Gohan reached up in that
moment, wrapped his arm around Caradoc and pressed them tight together as he
pressed teeth to the princely shoulder…
Oh.
Shit.
~~~***
Vegeta
(son to the Mother, Vegeta,) looked at this universe’s counterpart of himself
and just frowned. Wondered if he was a
pretentious and knew that if he asked Goten the little smart ass would just say
yes. “If you’re the king why aren’t you
on your throne? And what happens to
Caradoc that involves Gohan?”
Ta
looked at the watch on his wrist.
“Well, your idiot brother just claimed the second Heir. I heard it was pretty spectacular sex.” Something like sarcasm in the way he looked
at Vegeta. “But I still wouldn’t have
traded my throne for a piece of ass.”
Shrugged. “Guess Caradoc was
short-sighted.
Well. Wasn’t that… Piece of ass? Gohan was
not a piece of ass. Was he? Vegeta hadn’t ever really spent a lot of
time pondering his older brother’s sexual preferences considering he often
couldn’t stand to be around the boy.
Too much of that ‘gasp! I cannot
get mad!’ bull for him to really care.
Wondered what in the hell changed in two days that made Gohan suddenly
‘heremy amy ass, don’t you want a piece?’ And since when could a ‘submissive’
claim the dominant?
“Look,”
Ta said, “We’re just here to fix our mother.
Kill Duke Bex and go back to our time.”
Like that was just going to solve everything.
“Well,
look,” he said in retaliation, “It’s never that fucking simple. And for that matter, why in the hell are you
King? Where’s Vegeta?”
“Dead,
asshole. Did you not listen? Mother died after 10 years in a fucking
regeneration tank. He died when the
King finally died. Mates don’t live
long without their mates, you know.
Being a fucking twin I would have thought you’d know that.”
~~~***
Vegeta
(King) sat up in bed and looked at Kakarot, watched him sleep. Whatever they had done, it had not been
good. The sex. It hadn’t been good for him either because
he knew he was hurting Kakarot, or at least making him highly uncomfortable and
he wasn’t so sure he could do it again if it meant hurting his mate. But he had to. He had to have an heir or bring back Caradoc
to put him on the throne. (Utterly
unacceptable. The little bastard would
stay with thi third class until he died.)
These
rather unpleasant thoughts were interrupted by a muted pop, and when he turned
his head there stood the impish grinning twin with his hands in his pockets and
something like regret on his face. Like
he was getting ready to fess up to his mother about something bad he’d
done.
“I’ve
got to…uh…examine Kakarot when he wakes up.
There could have been something that didn’t occur like it should have
with the therapy I gave him.”
“Examine?”
“Yeah,
to make sure that he can conceive and birth and all that nonsense… Have you guys had sex yet?” All quiet and serious. It was devastatingly unsettling to see the
bouncy arrogant one being timid, serious and quiet.
He
nodded, looked back at his mate, and thought to himself where nobody else could
hear him, that he would rather have Caradoc take the throne than harm his mate.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
Kaki: Why didn’t you tell him about the bad sex?
Goten: Hey! Don’t be insulting
the King’s manly pride!
Kaki: Hey!
Lil’Geta: *falls over laughing * King’s…*gasp* Manly
*gasp* Pride!
Vegeta: *frown *
Gohan: *smoking post-coital cigarette*
Presta & Caradoc: *Same as
Gohan*
Angry monkey:
Am
sorry that I have confused you, am pleased confusion is settling down. Yes, I like Caradoc. (Love his name.)
Jaygoose:
Awww,
don’t pout dear. *pats her * Lol.
Poor Macha.
*imaginary
fans wander away to find other things to do* You’ve got to w out out for those
imaginary ones, they’re pretty fickle.
Heen. I hope you liked what was ‘going
on’ with Gohan, Caradoc & Presta and yes, you are a perv. But it’s okay.
Lenora:
*notices
someone looking at her and reluctantly tears gaze away from Trunks’ pretty face
* Huh?
What? You know, I wonder if
Presta’ll bite Gohan. Tis a possibility.
EleneK:
*sigh
* Naw, I be lazy. (Well, not lazy just
busy and thusly not writing as much or often as I should be.) You didn’t miss much. GASP!
Proud? Of me? *sniffle *
I’m so happy! (I’m not being
sarcastic, I really am grinning a big ole grin.)
Lol. No, I think Goten would suck at
politics. He’s more that kind of person
that would just straight into war. Lil’Geta’s
not good at politics but only because he’s so angry all the time.
Macha:
Hmm. Predominantly I would say that Gohan’s
straight. In most situations he would
pick a woman over a man…(Maybe that’s why I’m so mean to him all the time. Damn straight guy.) But all the sayians in my ‘verse here are
pretty much bi. So…either/or. Caradoc is just like a representation of ‘breaking
the rules.’ So. Yeah.
*shrug* Guess we’ll see as the
story goes on.
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