Damn Traditions

Hi everyone. I know it’s not a lot, but the convention last week made me too tired to write, it was fun, I love conventions, go to the second round in the Kamehameha contest again! My son played Trunks in the cosplay. I met Spike Spencer, Monica Rial and Colleen Clinkerbeard. Bought way too much stuff, but hell it was fun. And the weather has been up and down like a yo-yo. So now I have the flu, which has sapped my concentration a bit. Sorry, more to come seeya.

Damn Traditions continued…..
By Fyrbyrd

“Damn it where the hell are they,” said Piccolo as he tried to block his sensitive ears over the noise of the twins. They were both crying.

Nail sighed and went to pick up one of the twins. It was Karetta and she quietened a little but not completely. “I have no idea; they said that Vegeta and Kakarott disappeared as soon as Vegeta woke up. He was being overly protective of his mate, and who could blame him after what nearly happened.”

“I do blame them. Our son is quiet, while these two could bring the ceiling down on us with their racket. I’m going to find them.”

“But Piccolo—“

“No Nail, I am going to find them.”

“Fine. Don’t blame me if the Prince tries to tear your head off.” He sat down in a rocking chair and started moving, Karetta finally stopped crying.

As Piccolo left, Ledace entered carrying two bottles for the twins, though both males knew they much preferred what their mother could give them.

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Kakarott lay under Vegeta as his mate pounded into him fiercely. His mate had been at him for hours now since he had been dragged off by him. Vegeta had growled at anyone that came near his mate and his levels rising as well. Anyone seeing him knew to keep clear. Already one or two that had not gotten out of the way soon enough, had burns from his ki attacks.

The fact that Vegeta was not sheathed was what was worrying Kakarott. He had come twice already and was building up to his third. Kakarott couldn’t blame his mate for reacting the way he was. He knew enough that Broly had tried to take him, came so close to entering him, raping him. In a way it warmed him to know that his mate would kill for him, and that Vegeta had found enough to turn Super because he was in trouble.

Vegeta was reestablishing his mating claim over Kakarott, Broly had threatened it, wanted to make his own. So Vegeta had taken him somewhere private, away from any interlopers to take what was rightfully his.

Kakarott could feel him building up, about to come for the third time. He hoped that after that he would be able to push him off. He might not be in season yet, but that didn’t mean that Vegeta still couldn’t impregnate him. And they had already proven that they were both very fertile. He felt Vegeta’s hand move to his cock, pulling on it roughly, but not enough to hurt. In fact it took only a few pulls to push him over the edge and to come first, spurting all over Vegeta’s belly, tightening around the cock in his ass, sending his mate into orgasm, screaming his mate’s name to the heavens.

Vegeta jerked over and over as he filled his mate with his seed, before coming to a stop panting heavily. He did not pull out of Kakarott, but looked down at his mate’s concerned face. “What?”

“You aren’t sheathed Vegeta, you’ve come inside me three times already,” he said still holding onto Vegeta’s arms.

“So, you are my mate, you are meant to bear my children.”

“But Vegeta, we agreed to hold off, we have three already, the twins need me, I haven’t fully recovered from having them.”

“What’s the matter Kakarott, the thought of being weaker than me getting to you,” he pulled out and rolled away sitting up. “You were also meant to be weaker than me. I was supposed to be the first to go Super, it was my birth right, and here you come along and beat me.”

Kakarott sat up as well. “Damn it Vegeta. That’s not it at all. I never planned on being able to do that. It just happened. Why do you have to keep bringing that up over and over? Or are you angry that if I had been stronger I would have taken Broly out on my own.”

Vegeta suddenly swung and hit his mate across the face. Kakarott was tossed away by the force of the blown landing on his stomach. He picked himself up and turned back to his mate, anger on his own face. “Fuck you Vegeta,” he grated out and lifted two fingers to his forehead and disappeared.

Vegeta jumped literally. He could not believe his eyes. His mate had gone from in front of him so suddenly he didn’t understand it. It took him a few minutes to calm himself enough to push his senses out in search of his mate. He sighed, finding him not far, back at the base and with the twins. He flopped back on the make shift bed they had used and screamed out “Damn!” thrusting his hands down hard. Why the hell did he do that? Why did he let his anger get the better of him? Why did he keep letting the issue of Kakarott being stronger than him, get to him? He knew when he was fucking his mate that Kakarott merely had to exert a little more force and Vegeta would not have been able to take him. He could have broken his arms instead of gripping them, thrown his hand up with a ki ball straight through his heart. Instead he had lain there, taking all that Vegeta forced on him, knowing the consequences and yet allowing his mate to take what he wanted.

“Fucking piece of work you are Vegeta,” he told himself. He got up and got his clothes together and dressed. “But still, where the hell did he learn that?” He headed back to the base at a walk. He had the feeling that he was going to have a stubborn mate to deal with and learning the answer to that question might not be easy.

Not far away Piccolo leaned against a tree, thinking. He too had been surprised when Kakarott had vanished. Since being on Vegeta-sei, he had learned that Kakarott was not a normal Saiyan. As a third class he should not have been as strong as he was, should not have been able to go Super, and a bearer to boot. He had the feeling that having to hang around until they had a ship to leave with would be interesting.

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Two large eunuchs stood in front of Vegeta barring his entry into the nursery. “I’m sorry Sire, but you may not enter. No non bearers are allowed inside, there are unmated bearers inside.”

“My mate is in there with my children,” said Vegeta not happy to find himself stopped.

“Kakarott told us that you would be here and he said that he didn’t want to see you at the moment. If you want to see your cubs, he’ll arrange for Nail or Piccolo to bring them to see you.”

“Piccolo gets to enter, but I’m not allowed!”

“Sorry Sire, he is not a Saiyan.”

“Give it up Vegeta, unless you are about to fight your way in,” he turned to see Bardock standing behind him. “What have you done this time to piss Kakarott off, besides dragging him off as if he were your possession?”

“He belongs to me.”

“You may think so, but Kakarott has a stubborn streak in him, you should know that by now.”

Vegeta grunted.

“Even I can’t go in there.”

Vegeta turned to leave. Bardock followed him, “So?”

“So what?”

“What did you do this time?”

“Why is it always my fault?”

“Because you are a first class and a Prince.”

“And you wonder why I didn’t like the third class before this. Why don’t you go back to the palace and fuck my father instead of harassing me.”

“He’s got enough on his plate with Paragus at the moment.”

“Oh?” Vegeta looked at him questioningly.

“He knows his son is dead and he has blamed us rebels for it. He’s demanding the murderers be captured and put to death publicly, whoever they are. He wants your father to mobilize every soldier on the planet to find us.”

“So what’s new about that?”

“He is blaming Kakarott specifically for Broly’s death.”

“And how did he come to that conclusion?”

“Broly was after Kakarott. Paragus doesn’t know that Kakarott is already mated to you, he thinks Kakarott attracted him and then attacked him, killing him somehow.”

“How would he know Kakarott is even here?”

“Broly kept on about him just before he took off. He knew Kakarott was here. Of course he does not know that Kakarott is Super—“

“Or myself,” interrupted Vegeta.

Bardock rolled his eyes and continued, “Or yourself… So that’s it isn’t it. You’ve been going on about that to Kakarott, haven’t you?”

Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest and glared. A typical Vegeta pose.

“Just as I thought. I am wrong, you are both stubborn. Good luck,” said Bardock turning to leave.

“What!” said Vegeta realizing that his help was leaving. “Wait a minute.” But Bardock was quickly gone. Vegeta turned back to the stubborn guards. He could overpower them, but he knew that Kakarott would not be happy about that, and now was not the time to get in any worse with his mate.

“Dada,” he heard from behind and turned to see Piccolo there holding onto his toddler. The boy held out his arms for his father. Piccolo walked over to him and let Vegeta take him.

“The twins were sleeping after he fed them, but Veggie was happy to come out and play.”

“His name is Vegeta, and I still don’t see why you are allowed in there.”

“I can’t get any of the bearers pregnant, you could.”

“As if I’d touch another of those third class fools.”

“That’s exactly why Kakarott will not come out to see you.”

“I’ve acknowledged him as my mate.”

“But you don’t treat him as your mate.”

“And you know all about that.”

“I would sacrifice my life for Nail and Tomtom. They are my equal and always will be. Nail could match me in any fight and I honor him for that. He stood up to Frieza and I’m proud of him for that. But your pride is only for yourself and not for your incredible mate. I’ll come back for him, if you’ll excuse me.” Piccolo went back inside leaving Vegeta to stare at him.

Veggie wanted down and Vegeta moved away to let him down to play. Why was everyone casting him as the villain? He had fought for his mate, sure it took the both of them to finish the rogue Super Saiyan, but he was able to get to Super level himself because his mate was threatened.

He sighed and got down with his son, at least he appreciated his father.

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“What are you doing here?” asked the King when he found Bardock once again in his office.

“Vegeta suggested I come here and fuck you, didn’t seem such a bad idea.”

“Not that I couldn’t use a good fuck right now, but I’ve still got Paragus prowling around here making demands that I can’t possibly accommodate. There’s been more desertions after the soldiers learned about the bearers being taken by the Elite nobles. Then several of those bearers vanished from the noble’s homes and no one knows where they went, they with your lot?”

“Not that I’ve seen. We had to move base because of Broly.”

“He is dead, right?”

“Yes, Vegeta and Kakarott took care of him. Your son went Super.”

“He did!” The King beamed.

“Broly tried to rape Kakarott, Vegeta got a little mad about that.”

“He went Super to save Kakarott?” The joy supposedly gone.

“What is it with you and your son? If we had to fight to be King of this world, Kakarott would be King now,” said Bardock angrily. “If he’d had time to recover from bearing the twins he wouldn’t have needed Vegeta’s help at all, he’d have taken that bastard out on his own.”

The King laughed. “I have got to meet this son of yours, is it true that he looks just like you?”

“You’d have met him if you had deflowered him instead of Vegeta.”

That wiped the smile of the King’s face. “I didn’t mean that I wanted to fuck him!” Then softer, “My son’d kill me if I touched his mate.”

There was a commotion outside the office and both could hear Paragus demanding to see the King.

“Shit! Look Bardock, I want to meet my new grandchildren, think you could get me out of here?”

“Take you to the base?”

“Why not? I want to see the twins and I have to make things right with Vegeta. And I want to meet your son. I want to meet the third class who could be King.”

The noise outside was getting worse.

“There’ll be a price.”

“Price? If it involves sex with you, I’ll do it.”

Bardock smiled, “Oh you bet it will, and you’ll be on the bottom.”

“Fine by me, now can we get out of here, I think he’s powering up.”

They were gone before the doors blew in.

tbc