Family Therapy
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Family Therapy
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Sequel to Group Therapy
Which
was the sequel to Mental Therapy, Hormonerapyrapy & Cross-eyed.
DISCLAIMERS and CAUTIONS:
it, fifty cents and a piece of bubblegum wasn’t enough.
Luckily I own the entire Hormone Therapy world wherein Vegeta has a
uterus, so does Trunks. There is a set
of Twins, Gina and a slew of little annoying children.
I no longer feel that you MUST read Cross-eyed because it’s gotten a
1000 hits. BUT, if you want EVERYTHING
to make COMPLETE sense than you should read Hormone Therapy, Mental Therapy,
Cross-eyed and A Prince Among Men. (My
universe has gotten huge, hasn’t it?)
Okay, just about seven years and seven months (enough time for Vegeta
to be fertile again) have passed. So
there will be ‘lust-crazed’ sex with the purpose of getting people
pregnant. (Those people, mind you, are
mostly male.) So there is SLASH
(homosexuality) and there is *gasp and shudder * straight sex.
Goten. (he’s a warning all his
own.)
And this is AU. And it’s all
about humor (and the endless lemons.
Goal for this story: get a lemon in every chapter like Hormone
Therapy.)
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MATE just said to me,” Vegeta (his brother) said as he slammed open the door of
the lab and stormed in. (Never a good
thing when his brother got too pissed to open the door nicely.)
“She
said that she didn’t think she could tell the two of us apart if we didn’t have
the scars,” Goten said. Looked up from
the design plan for a new capsule system.
had, and then Vegeta narrowed his eyes and made one of those pissed-off noises.
“How’d
you know?”
“I
think I can read your mind when you get angry enough. So, what are we going to do about it?”
“We?”
Goten
would have smacked Vegeta, or punched him, but that would have been rude, so he
left it be. Besides, Presta stormed
into the room then, and she was running, actually, over to his side.
“Hey,”
she said, punched his arm, “Why aren’t we related?”
The
trouble with children is they never accepted things at face value but never
tried to think with their own damn brain.
pan>pan>So he huffed: “Because when you change dimensions your DNA is
different. Whatever makes you related
to Gohan is virtually non-existent because you were born in a dimension where
he does not exist and thusly the genetics that made you were different.”
A
blink. “That’s stupid.”
“Might
be, but it’s the truth.”
“You
ever figure out whether or not there was a birth control?”
He
felt a little sorry for her. Not
much. But some what.
Saiyan female not get pregnant because there were so few of them their genetics
are were natural resistant to tampering.
So he shook his head. “Sorry.”
tevetever,”
she mumbled, turned and stomped back out of the lab, leaving him with his
brother. (Who had now just realized
that something must be done about his problem with Gina and her not thinking
that she could tell the two of them apart.)
~~~***
“Have
you noticed a shortage of annoying sons?” Kakarot asked.
room (a thing they did not often do, but considering Vegeta was rather round
and annoyed at all things that were not, this was one of the safest places to
be.)
“Bardock
is playing with Masuyo and Aya,” Vegeta said.
Leaned his head back against the chair and felt very sleepy.
He remembered how often he fell asleep when he was pregnant with the
twins. That would be nice.
“Right,
but I was talking about the troublemaking ones. Where are they?”
“Probably
causing trouble.”
“Oh.”
somewhere else. As if it were possible
for the twins to do anything besides cause trouble of some form.
insanely forgetful Kakarot could be when it came to his own children, but he
figured t hat would take more effort than he wanted to expend.
the yawn that never saw the light of day as he fell asleep.
~~~***
Trunks
had been sleeping. That was what he did
when it got dark outside. Sleep.
description didn’t encapsulate twin saiyan brothers apparently.
leg, and the warmth of a body behind him.
Didn’t even open his eyes as he grabbed the hand on him.
“Don’t
even think about it,” he said, sleepily.
He was rather tired and would rather not be part of whatever stupidity
the twins were brewing at the moment, if that was all okay.
“Why
not?” was the questions.
“Because
if Goten didn’t kill your ass, I would.”
Then he dropped the hand back on the owner’s hip.
did not know, figured it would all be explained to him in good time if he was
patient.
First
though, Vegeta was slightly offended: “How’d you know it was me?”
“A
few things,” he mumbled. Rolled onto
his back and looked at the wrong twin in his bed. Had a strange moment of weirdness as he realized yet again just
how identical they were. But it wasn’t
Goten and that evidence was rather obvious.
“Such
as?” Vegeta prompted.
“He
taps his finger against his leg all the time.
Mental calculations, remember?
Always tap tap tap taptaptpatpaptaptpatapt, it’s enough to make you
insane.” Yawn.
use his hand he uses his mouth.”
This
stumped Vegeta for a moment. Then he
made rather disgusted face. “That’s
sick, Demi.”
“No,
really, its not.” Smiled just at the
thought of it. Goten had a wildly
talented mouth. (Which evidence of this
fact came in the form of many things, like the fact that he was in a dimension
other than the one he was born in.)
lasslass=MsoNormal style='line-height:150%'> “Take
your word for it.” Then he pouted.
wasn’t Goten. What a freaking weirdo.
“Besides,”
Trunks said—with an attempt at humor—“You are painfully straight.”
you thought about it. Think of all the
boys out there that would never know about Saiyan sex.
“Hey,”
Vegeta snapped, “I’m very good at being straight, buddy.”
“Probably
a good thing,” that was his mate, who startled them both into jumping, and
Goten was just grinning that huge grin as he slid into the bed next to Trunks
and kissed him briefly as his hand pushed into places it ought not be pushed
while Vegeta was still on the bed. (I.e.
his pants were now invaded.) “Because I’m
very good at being gay.” Kissed Trunks
chest and murmured something non-understandable. “She’s waiting for you, you know.” Moved lower. “She knew it
wasn’t you.” Lower still.
“Hey,”
Trunks snapped, smacked the older twin.
“Away!” And he finally managed
to shake his head and rise from whatever demented shock had him just laying
there so he could IT to his side of the damn room. “And you,” Trunks said, looking down at Goten who was now to his
naked waist and yanking his pants down.
“Yes?”
was the reply, as he moved lower and hovered there, licked his lips and pouted.
“Continue,”
Trunks said. Figured that he would
bitch at Goten about the whole switch-twins on the mates scheme later.
idea in the first place. Opened his
legs and let Goten have the room between them as his mate’s (extremely
talented) mouth closed around him, and his warm hands ran up and down the
insides of his thighs. Made him shiver,
caught somewhere between a good feeling and a ticklish one.
him were not ticklish, just very warm and moist and he bit his fist to keep
from making noise because the other two were right there in the next room.
not inflate his mate’s ego anymore by yelling out his praises.)
He
jerked his hips against Goten and felt the hands on his thighs tighten and push
him back down, the thumbs brush against the very base of his hardness and the
entrance to his body, and then Goten pulled his mouth back.
to Trunks’ chest to support himself and he pressed against the entrance (how’d
he get naked?) and then down and into him.
“You
are getting quite stinky,” Goten murmured.
Kissed his cheek as he shivered above him.
Trunks
grinned and wrapped his legs around Goten, rolled the two of them over so he
was on top and leaned down over him. “Really?”
he said, “Hadn’t noticed.” Little known
secret of the universe: if you had a male noise and smelled like a fertile
fe, yo, you made yourself horny.
Goten
ran his hands over Trunk’s chest, and down to his stomach were his thumbs
traced the little stretch marks that had not completely faded, and he
smirked. “Really?
“Keep
talking buddy,” Trunks said moved his hips, “And I’ll go find your brother.”
“He
doesn’t like boys.”
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'> “I’ve
got girl parts,” Trunks countered.
Grinned when he was flipped onto his back and rather than Goten telling
him that wasn’t a nice thing to threaten him with, he found himself being
thrust into as his tail was stroked by Goten’s hand and his mate’s tail was
wrapped around his erection. And he was
chewing on his fist again, much to Goten’s amusement, and he would have cussed
at him, but all his anger was shoved right out of his mind as all his focus was
on the hardness that moved deep into him, faster and faster and he shifted his
hips against that and up into the curled, warm tight (furry) tail around his
erection. No fair.
Absolutely
no fair. His mate had his tail his
whole life and knew how to make it do whatever he wanted it to while Trunks
(which was busy being petted) never did what he wanted it to (except hold his
children when convenient.) He jerked
his hips back into the contact and whimpered around his fist.
Goten
leaned down and kissed his neck, sucked on the mark on his shoulder and Trunks
ted ted the hand not in his mouth and dug his nails into Goten’s skin, drew
blood and that made his mate move into him harder and faster and that was
perfectly alright with him.
mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****
Vegeta: Again
I ask: Anyone feel gypped
Goku: ME
MEMEMEMEMEME!
ta:
a shock.
Goku:
Vegeta, I need sex. We’ve all
seen what happens when I don’t get sex!
Goten: It
does seem that the lemon well has dried up.
Lil’Geta:
*has paper bag over head * No.
Its just dwindled a little.
Goten: What’s
with the paper bag?
Lil’Geta:
She published the bribe lemon.
Goten: *Grin
* Cooooool.
Talon:
*sigh
* Alright, because you asked.
available on AFF.net. Sheesh.
Webtester 01:
Oh…so
that’s where it is! That lost leg.
Jaygoose:
Rofl!
Mechanical Butterfly:
*whistle
* I don’t know what you’re talking
about. The whole lemon is there.
*nose starts to grow like Pinocchio. *
Really?
what sort of movie I like. Don’t’ got
to theaters unless I’m very impressed with the previews.