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By : chroniclyflaming
Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female
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The Prompt: 18/17 Twincest

I want something fluffy where 17 and 18 comfort each other after that whole business with Cell. I do want smut but the kind that's sweet and sort of cute. I'd also like to see if anyone can pull this off and not (gasp!) mention Krillin. So basically I just want this to be about 17 and 18 and their relationship.

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She found him on the small outcropping of islands. Pale face furrowed in worriment that nearly brought a smile to his face. When she landed in a plume of dust and cropped blonde hair, she nearly ran over to him, but settled on inspecting him for wounds. Juuhachigou was never one for giving into sentiment. He came to her, as she crossed her arms.

Looking vulnerable, despite the angry expression. “Are you okay?”

“No, I’m not okay,” she spat. “Goku’s dead.”

He remained quiet for a few seconds while she ranted.

“And Gohan, Goku’s son, is now the strongest fighter. He and Piccolo and Vegeta are all stronger than us.”

“How did that happen?”

“I have no idea. And,” Juuhachigou paused for a moment, looking at his face. “We no longer have our self-destruction explosives.”

Juunanagou touched his chest. “Are you serious? How in the hell did that happen?”

“Didn’t you see the sky go dark?”

“Yes,” he answered. “What does that have to do with the bombs?”

“There was—do you remember that information about the dragonballs? They were used for that.”

“What?” It was so absurd, he had to laugh. “Why?”

She made an uncomfortable shrug. “It doesn’t matter. Juunana, Juunana, are you alright?”

He looked downward for inventory. “Well, I need some new clothes after that, but otherwise…”

Juuhachigou moved closer. “Juunanagou, you were dead. Don’t you remember being absorbed?”

His smile turned sour. It would be nice if his sister wasn’t looking at him like he’d lost his mind. “Of course I do. It’s kind of a hard thing to forget. What happened after?”

Her voice was lowering. “He got me too. Somehow Goku died, then Gohan fought him, and Cell spat me out.”

“He did what? That’s disgusting.”

She didn’t look amused. “I thought you were gone. Forever. Don’t you care?”

Juunanagou moved to hold her, hand going to her hair that’s texture and length was the same as his, even if it was in a completely opposite color. For once, she didn’t complain about him messing up her hair, but was instead biting her lips. Nearly crying, he realized. “It’s okay, it’s okay.”

He still didn’t fully understand what happened, but the vigilantes didn’t seem to be out for their blood. Considering they’d used some wish to take the bombs out, they must have figured they’d pulled the cyborg’s claws out. If they were willing to just let them live, Juunanagou guessed he would do the same. It wasn’t as though there were other options, anyway.

Still she struggled, for the first time, under his mouth.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Still, Juuhachigou looked pissed off, for some reason that he couldn’t understand. He watched her debate something in her mind. Then she grabbed him by the handkerchief and pulled him into her.

Juunanagou smiled around the kiss. At least he still had this. Her. “What’s wrong?”

“Juurokugou’s dead. Gone.”

“Oh. Did Cell--?”

“Yes. They couldn’t bring him back.” Her head was falling to his chest, and her warmth nearly made Juunanagou shiver.

Who ‘they’ were, he decided it didn’t need asking. His mouth sealed around hers , hands falling to her hips. Fingers curled around the belt buckles. “It’s okay, Juuhachi. Cell’s dead too.”

Though he would miss the big quiet red-haired man that followed them like a behemoth puppy. Still, it was best not to mention that right now. Miss Juurokugou and the easy strength they’d had over this planet. All gone because of that bug freak. He kissed her shoulder, moving to her neck. “We’re safe now. Gero’s dead too. And those Earth fighters aren’t coming after us, now, are they?”

Again, she tensed beneath him for a moment. Then, again the pulling him closer, only now she was going to expertly unbuckle his pants and shove up his shirts. Her expression was all fury as she bit his mouth. His other half.

“I missed you.”

But Juuhachigou was shoving him down, all determination again. Their belts tangling as she crawled on him, tongue in his mouth, twisting, seeking. Fingers cupping and with none of their usually teasing through his shorts. He didn’t have a chance to admire how she looked without missing pants before she was shoving her cute black panties down, and sitting on his lap. She led him into her, unusual also, this lack of foreplay, all demanding warmth that made him tremble and turn desperate. How his twin loved to reduce him so such a state. Blonde head rolled back, eyes fluttering as she moved her hips against his.

“I did. I did miss you. You know that.”

They kissed; his hands cupping her ass in a way that made her give a reluctant smile, even as she pulled away. Back a little to her usual self as she rocked against him eagerly but refused to bring her mouth close to his. Her hands on his shoulders, looking at his face, at his eyes, at his features that she so enjoyed touching and tracing with her fingers and tongue.

“Cell’s dead. We’re fine now.” We have each other. For…forever. He would always have her, and she him, despite everything else on this planet.

She came before him, clenching around him while he kissed a breast still covered by a shirt and vest. But she let him remain close, even as he finished as he kissed and bit at her neck. Their hair tickled each other’s faces.

“This is what humans do,” he said, remembering that she’d said the same thing after the first time they’d escaped Gero’s lab to have fun. Something instinctive.

She opened one eye. “Are we human now?”

“I guess we’ll have to be.”

For once, Juuhachigou was falling asleep, curled against him. His tanned hand went to brush strand of gold from her face. “Just stay here.”

“Of course.”
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