Group Therapy
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Group Therapy
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Sequel to Mental Therapy
Which
was the sequel to Hormone Therapy & Cross-eyed.
WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS:
it, the twins would be in the show and everyone would be running and screaming in
fof Gof Goten’s insatiable need for chaos and sex. (However, I do own: Vegeta’s uterus, the twins, Trunks’ uterus
(when he gets one) and Gina.)
If you did not read Hormone Therapy or Mental Therapy than you will be
as clueless as newborn. You should go
read Cross-eyed, but you don’t have to.
There will be SEX. Between two
males and between man & woman.
There will be CRUDE LANGUAGE.
(Goten’s T-shirts will be mentioned.)
And this is AU. And it’s all
about humor.
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It
had taken every single ounce of self-control on Goten’s part to keep himself
from falling down and rolling around on the ground cackling when Pan tried to
kick Presta and ended up getting knocked through the wall of her house.
little niece get the crap beat out of her, but it was just the way that she
made that little ‘hn’ noise when she punched Pan and said ‘Freak.’
his brother, and he had to work up a lot of energy before he even had the
slight inclination to say something about how she shouldn’t damage other
people’s houses. Then—as if the
temptation to laugh wasn’t great enough—Pan emerged from the rumble, dusty and
angry and charged Presta again.
That
would have been a pathetically short fight, so he wrapped his hand around
Presta’s golden tail and yanked her straight up off her feet, heard her little
grunt of surprise and Pan ended up kicking herself in the head.
Bardock attempted to launch himself at his niece—Pan—and got caught by Vegeta,
and Gohan said:
“Maybe
we should try to have this conversation again.
With less kids next time.”
And
on the whole, the visit had gone much better than Goten had thought it
would. In fact, there wasn’t even that
much damage caused. Nobody had broken
anything, and nobody had gotten dyed weird colors. Pretty plain visit.
But
that had been yesterday, and today, he was horny. Nice and horny with a nice mate who loved him and (even though he
was probably slightly emotionally scarred from seeing the live and not ‘savior
of the world’ version of his Gohan) should be more than happy to be horny with
him. So, he found Trunks in their
room—sitting on their bed, reading over that stupid history of Saiyans
thing—and he tossed him the pint of cookie-dough ice cream.
“What’s
this for?” Trunks asked. (Spared no
time in opening it, though.)
“Well,”
he said as he pulled off his T-shirt (Non-Professional Proctologist) “It’ll
give you something to do while I take advantage of you.”
“Right,”
Trunks said as he licked the creamy white ice cream off the spoon.
boring.” (Still, one would notice that
he had not put the ice cream aside or removed his pants.)
“I
did put you to sleep once or twice,” he counted. Kicked his shoes off and stepped out of his pants—tossed them on
the dresser.
“You
fucked me into a black out,” Trunks countered, “And I don’t count that first
time at all. Emotional distress.”
Goten
snorted. Grabbed the cuffs of his pants
and yanked them off. Made Trunks’ hips
scoot forward, laid him out flatter on the bed and knocked the stupid binder of
history onto the floor. “Why?”
dropped them on the floor, which left Trunks naked all except his tail that was
lying across his stomach and flicking up and down like a cat’s tail would.
“Because
somehow ‘I want to fuck you’ and ‘You can go right back to hating me when I’m
finished’ don’t stick out as things I want to remember in great detail.”
He
pouted, climbed onto the bed and knelt between his mate’s rather long, thin
legs. “But that was such a good blow
job I gave you.”
“The
best thus far,” Trunks agreed. Smirked
at him as he spooned yet more of the ice cream into his mouth.
giving his mate during the course of the pregnancy. Just supply a constant available stock of sugary goodness and his
mate was perfectly happy to be happy.
“Don’t even think you’re going to kiss me. I’m eating my ice cream.”
He motioned to the lower half of his body. “Everything you want is down there.”
Goten
snorted. “Oh, please,” he said, “Stop
the romancing.”
“Asshole,”
Trunks replied. Stuck his tongue out at
him. “Fine, one kiss.”
So he
took advantage of his one kiss, leaned forward—avoided that pint of ice cream
in his mate’s hand—and kissed him, opened his (rather cold) mouth and licked
out the taste of vanilla ice cream and cookie dough, murmured and wrapped his
hand around Trunks’ growing erection.
And just when the kiss got to be good—when all that flavor of the ice
cream was almost gone—he was pushed back.
“Alright,”
Trunks said, “I believe you were doing something.”
He
rolled his eyes. Pulled Trunks so he
was not sitting up at all anymore, lying almost flat with his back propped up
by a few pillows, and he kissed the mark on his shoulder.
cream away again.”
“Mm?
Seeing
how that conversation could only end badly, he decided to concede that victory
to his mate, and moved down the long body under him, kissing a path to the open
legs, and he slid his fingers into his mate, felt the slickness and the warmth
and smiled. Sucked on the inside of
Trunks’ thigh. Felt his body tremor and
thought that he was going to prove to be more important than that damn ice
cream eventually.
(Maybe
not today, or tomorrow, or for the next four or five months…but one day!)
~~~***
“Alright,”
Gina said again. Felt completely out of
her depth as the child showed her yet again how she was supposed to
focus all of her energy down to her hands so she could shoot a ‘ki’ blast.
Vegeta laugh at her helplessly as he held their child and Bardock.)
quits.”
Presta
huffed. “Alright, think of something
that ticks you off. Then focus all of
that energy down on your hand.” She
demonstrated yet again. Shot off a beam
of energy that left a nice scorch mark in its wake. “Okay? Not that hard.”
Gina
concentrated. Tried to summon up some
sort of venomous thought. (Nothing came
to her.) And she sighed, felt like she
was going to fail again, and that feeling of failure made her remember her
mother and her bitchy high-toned bullshit.
And would you look at that?! SHE
DID IT!
“Wow,”
Presta said, “I thought I was going to have to beat you up there for a minute.”
“Wow,”
she said. Looked at her hand, felt out
it tingled and wiggled her fingers until she was fascinated by the feeling of
the tingles brushing all together. It
was a truly amazing feeling.
“Cool.”
“Now,
I taught you something useful,” Presta said, “What are you going to teach me?”
“Lets
see,” Gina said. Tapped her finger
against her chin. “What would piss your
father off?”
clasclass=MsoBodyText> “Hey,”
Vegeta said from the side, “Don’t be teaching her anything that will get you in
trouble. He’ll think I helped you.”
“And?”
Gina replied, “Have you ever been the subject of one of his revenge schemes?”
“Not
yet, but there is a first time for everything.”
“What
about…” Presta stopped, shrugged. “I
have no idea what you girls do all day.
Just don’t teach me anything that will turn me into that little…Pan
thing.”
“Aw,
Presta, she wasn’t that bad.” not believe this. Pan was a bit on the
entirely spoiled side. But she was
mostly human and it was probably a lot safer to spoil her than it was to spoil
the twins or it would be to spoil Presta, because while Presta could blow up
the planet, Pan couldn’t blow up a frog.
“I don’t know anything useful. I
mean. Nothing that you’ll want to
know. Hair, make-up, how to attract hunky
Saiyan males by pretending to be hess ass and clueless.”
Presta
laughed. “I doubt that would work.
fun.”
“ReeeeeeallyGinaGina asked.
“Hey,”
Vegeta said as he moved to stand next to the two of them, frowned at this whole
idea, “Don’t be listening to her. She’s
mentally unstable you know.” He pointed
at Presta as he said this.
Bardock
pushed his way into the conversation.
“No she’s not.” Then he tugged
on Presta’s arm and whispered—loud enough they all heard—“You’re not unstable
are you?”
“No,”
she said to him, “I’m not.”
~~~***
“You
know, Vegeta,” was how the conversation had started. He didn’t remember—now—what came after that statement, but
somehow—somewhere—they had ended up naked.
And he was panting and digging his fingers into the stone-face of a
cliff as he was lifted up off his feet and being thrust into.
tail wrapped around his tail, and his mate’s mouth on his shoulder.
Really
wanted to know what the hell they had been talking about before this.
His
thoughts all boiled down to pretty simple commands, moan.
Moan. Listened to Goku behind
him, saying his name as he showered down breathy kisses on the bond-marks.
like they had all day to stand around outside and just have sex.
they had no responsibilities.
Vegeta
growled, said: “Stop.” Could feel
his mate start to pout, but he did stop, and pull away, waited for Vegeta to
turn around and then—where he could be seen—pouted.
“Why
Geta?”
Other
than the fact that he wanted to turn around—and the vague annoyance he felt
that once again, having sex in the great wide open had become more important
the rest of the universe—there was no reason.
So he grabbed the idiot, kissed him, felt that he was lifted up once
more, opened up and thrust into. Which
was fine by him, because now he was held up by the hand on his back and his own
arms on Kakarot’s shoulders.
Besides,
his mate was moving deeper and faster inside of him this way.
mouth and stroked his tail. He grinned
into the kiss, rubbed his erection against the hard body he was pressed
against, felt the moans rolling out of his chest again, and loved it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****
Gasp.
Trunks: I do like
good ice cream.
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like good sex.
Apparently I don’t even rate above the cookie dough ice cream.
That is sad.
well, at least I got some.
is that you’re saying?
saying what a considerate mate you are.
Riiiight.
I don’t think Gohan’s going to move in and allow his annoying twin brother’s to
influence his child any. *Plus, I’m not
sure how many people can live in a house with but one bathroom before it
because a health-hazard. *
would remind you to post those chapter’s today, but I’m really, really, really
late posting mine. So I won’t mention
how I’m tapping my fingers on the table waiting.)
very fact (that I’ve been abusing and neglecting poor Gohan) came to my
attention in chapter (whatever the last one was.) And I was like ‘GASP’
long? I don’t know.
long. (As for the time line.
technically. You see because as it
stands, the androids had to have attacked when the twins were four.
attacking them, he had to have been too young to have the scar on his arm.
this ability to bring the other twin back to life had to be there before the
scars. *oi * There are holes in the timeline.
I’m sorry about that. But you’re
right, Gohan never had a problem with Vegeta and Goku together.)
I
will say that my family is close too, and I remember seeing my brother about
three times when he was teenager. So I’ll
lay some of the blame off on the twins being teenagers—(as for the reason they
didn’t visit Gohan)—and the rest I’ll take on for myself.
But I’ll make up for it.
Eventually. (Plus, now I have
Pan & Presta being rivals.)
You
know; I was going to have someone Spank the Monkey, so to speak.
Red and Bardock. (And if either one of
them had done it I would have fallen out of my chair and died.)
Mechanical Butterfly:
Meep.
Well, the twins went to visit their brother because I realized I had
neglected to say what became of Gohan all together, and since he’s not a
well-loved (or well-treated) character in any of my stories (He’s okay in this
one) I figured I should try to be fair to him.
ACTUALLY;
about the shirt: ‘I Hate People’ was
Lil’Geta’s shirt. The ‘Virgin’ shirt
was one of Goten’s that he loaned to Trunks.
Oh,
thanks for explaining LMAO. That makes
so many things in my life suddenly make sense.
Getarian:
Honestly,
push come to shove, I think Trunks is the only one of the ‘mates’ that would
flat out tell his mate to go ‘fix’ himself and leave him the hell alone.
because he wants to make Goku suffer a little.
I think Trunks would hold good on his threats if pushed that far.
Yeah,
I’ll address that whole ‘concubine’ thing in A Prince Among Men when I do the
chapter ‘Echoes.’ And don’t worry about
Presta, she’s just naturally that disrespectful. The only one she really respects is the King.
shown, because obviously Bardock and Red aren’t in this world.)
Yep;
just the cream. Ice cream!
Okay.
natural horny habitat as he stalks the elusive ‘Vegeta’ *
HEY!
EVERYONE. OPINION POLL!!!!
Which one of Goten’s shirts is your favorite?
(I’ll put the one from A Prince Among Men and
Cross-eyed, here because you didn’t necessarily have to read them, but he did
wear t-shirts in them.) from APAM:
Spank the Monkey. From C-E:
~~Leave an opinion (please?)