Damn Traditions

Omce again sorry for being so long. I have not been able to kick the flu/cold that I got a month ago, and our weather is still not really behaving like autumn. Though it’s gone cold tonight and Antarctica is sending more our way. I have been spending as much of my free time sleeping to get rid of it. My stomach has been playing up today too. So I only got this done in bits, I only had the lemon to complete, which I did. When I started this I had no idea how much of a monster it was going to be, I past 150 pages today and I’m still not near the end yet! Anyway there’s a Bardock/King Vegeta lemon at the end (because someone wanted to see one, besides me that is), thank you all for reviews and for reading this monster of mine. Enjoy!
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Damn Traditions continued…..
By Fyrbyrd

While Paragus was running around saying the King had been kidnapped by the rebels, the man himself was walking freely through the rebel base with Bardock. Those who saw him and knew who he was bowed down before him, their fellows following. It seemed an automatic response because he was supposed to be the enemy. Bardock chuckled as the King colored over these men bowing to him in the rebel stronghold.

Bardock led him to a meeting room where they found Parzanip waiting for them. “King Vegeta, this is Parzanip, the leader of the rebels as your lot have called us.”

“Majesty,” said Parzanip taking the King’s hand. He did not bow; instead he offered the man a seat at his table. “I was surprised when Bardock said he was coming in with a very important visitor. I have to say that I never expected you.”

“I wasn’t expecting to be here either. But Paragus is driving me crazy with his demands and I might add, so are the Council. I wish I could get rid of the lot of them and rule on my own, then I could make things the way I wanted them, and get rid of a lot of these damn traditions that are tearing my world apart. I need for our people to be stronger to face any enemies we have. So I never have to face the situation I did with the Icejin ever again.”

“I heard that King Cold is on his way here to find out what happened to his son, is this true?”

“Yes, it is true. In a matter of weeks he will be here. It’s good that only a few know that Kakarott killed Frieza. But first we have to deal with Paragus and his cronies, then we can worry about the Icejins.”

“I want you to publicly side with us, Majesty.”

The King seemed surprised, “And that will help how?”

“Those that are loyal to you and want to see an end to the division of this world might help us. This planet can only become strong with all of its people united. This class distinction must come to an end. With the loss of females on our world it is important that the bearers be kept safe.”

“Those bearers taken by the nobles have all been impregnated and they will not be given up easily. Paragus sold them for reputedly large sums that supposedly went back into the world’s coffers. I did not participate in any of that. I was not interested and there was nothing I could do to stop it. Paragus has the council in his pockets, they reap the most benefits from him, they will do as he asks.”

“He blames Kakarott for his son’s death?”

“Yes, he wants him put to death now. He doesn’t care that Kakarott is a bearer, he just wants revenge.”

“So how do you propose us taking back what is yours?”

“I don’t think your idea of my publicly siding with you will help, more like your surrendering to me would be better.”

Parzanip got to his feet, “Not going to happen, Majesty. The third class are not going to surrender to anyone, we will fight to the end if need be. There are more of us than of you, we can win, do not doubt that, we have not fought at all yet, but we will if we are forced to.”

The King also rose to his feet holding his hands out in a placating manner, “No, no I don’t want any fighting from any Saiyans that would be the end of us, something we have never done before. No, this must not happen. There has to be a way to make it right for all of us…”

Parzanip looked him in the eye, “Then how? How can we do this?”

“We work together to find a solution.”

The three sat down at the table.

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“Hey Kakarott.”

He turned at the sound of his name and saw an image of himself coming towards him. “Turles?”

“Yes, it’s me.”

“But this place is only for bearers.”

“Don’t I know it, biggest pain in the ass being one huh?”

Kakarott was surprised.

“It wasn’t that bad a joke was it?” said Turles.

“Joke? Oh I get it. Sorry. I was just not expecting that you would be here and that you’re like me.”

“I sure wasn’t expecting it either. I hear you’re mated to Prince Vegeta?”

“Yes, he bound me to him when he deflowered me.”

“I heard he could get rough with his partners, I also heard he hated third class.”

“Still does in a way.”

“Oh, pissed off with you is he?”

“No, I’m angry at him at the moment. He just takes what he wants from me, doesn’t really care that I’m his mate, and just wants what I can give him.”

“Trouble in paradise. Didn’t you just have some babies with him?”

“I have twins, Kageta and Karetta.”

“He let you name them?”

“No he named them.”

“Oh?” Turles was confused so he decided to change the subject. “Is Raditz around?”

“Yeah, he’s probably with Dad.”

“Will you tell him I’d like to see him?”

“Sure… Turles… You’re not after him for a mate are you?”

“Why not? We’re distant enough for it not be inbreeding.”

“You’d seriously think about having cubs with my brother?”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t think they’ll let you.”

“What? Don’t be ridiculous. I know he wants me, I saw him at the other base.”

“Yeah, but they’re being a bit strict about who mates with who.”

“Then they are as wrong as the Elites. I thought we were supposed to be allowed to mate with who we liked.”

“That’s what I thought too. Look let me talk to Dad first. He’ll be able to tell me the right of it.”

“It’s okay for you to be mated to the Prince though isn’t it? But the rest of us have to do as we’re told. I’m not having it, Kakarott,” and he stormed off.

Kakarott stood looking after his distant cousin, not sure what to do.

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Ledace lay on his bed with the bundle in his arms, Grenpepa standing beside him as Kakarott came in.

“They told me you wanted to see me?”

“Yes, we want to introduce you to our son.”

Kakarott moved over and peeked at the small child in his friend’s arms. “I’m so happy for you, he looks healthy.”

“He is, we’re going to be fine. We’ve got a lot more people to support us, though there are no other bearers like Grenpepa at the moment, we believe we have a right to do as we like. Kakarott we need you to be that Champion I told you about last time. You’ve got to stick up for us; you’re the only one that can.”

“I don’t know about that.”

“You are,” said Grenpepa. “You are the strongest of us and you have three cubs, one a female, you are mated to the Prince of all Saiyans.”

“Vegeta doesn’t care for the third class.”

“This is more than just the third class, without us there will be no more Saiyans of any class. But we will not be used as slaves and breeding stock to whom they chose. We must have the right to chose for ourselves what we want.”

Wasn’t this what Turles had been saying to him before? He nodded. “I have to see to my cubs. I’ll see you later.”

He smiled as he excused himself from the room. He really needed to see his father right now. He made his way to Parzanip’s office. He got there to see Raditz was waiting outside as well, and the door opened with three men coming out.

His father saw him, “Oh Kakarott, come here. I want you to meet the King.”

Kakarott froze, the King was a lot taller than his son and he never expected to see him there.

“So you are my son’s mate. I can’t see why he would not have been attracted to you even if you weren’t third class.”

“My power rating is higher than that,” he said plainly.

“Yes, I’ve heard. You are Legendary, as is my son.”

“But I’m still a third class and I always will be.”

“Ah Kakarott—“

“No father, I want to say this. I am a bearer and a third class, but I will not allow anyone else to treat any of us as less than others. You Parzanip are no better than the other classes. You are also trying to dictate what we do and I won’t have it.”

“Kakarott!”

“No Bardock, let him have his say,” said the King.

“Without us there is no future for this world. We are tired of being treated like slaves and breeding stock. My mate wants me to do as he wants, my friend is a bearer but he does not want to bear, he has a child now to another bearer, and my cousin wants to mate my brother.”

Raditz’s mouth fell open, “He does.”

“It’s his choice, like it was Grenpepa’s choice. I had no choice because I was bound to Vegeta. I don’t want anything like that to happen again. I may have come to love my mate, but I hate the way he treats me sometimes. The rest of you can do as you please, do what you want, well we want the same. We want to be able to choose the way our lives go.”

“Well now Parzanip, here is the true voice of the bearers. Kakarott will you talk with me some more, and will you also allow me to see my grandchildren?”

“You tried to give up my son to the Icejins.”

The King nodded. “Yes, I made a huge mistake there. But at the time I could not see another way to save our world from them. I believed at the time that Frieza was the stronger and that he would destroy us if we did not give him something he wanted. I am glad that things did not go that way and that you put an end to him.”

“There is another power approaching us.”

“You know this… how?”

“I can feel it, it is similar to Frieza.”

“Yes, his father King Cold is coming to find out what happened to Frieza.” The King was shocked to know that Kakarott could feel it even now. But then judging by his face, so was his own father. “We have a few other worries before he arrives... So can I see the cubs?”

In a matter of seconds the serious expression on Kakarott’s face was gone and replaced by his normal, happy-go-lucky face. “Sure, Veggie’s grown quite a bit and the babies are getting bigger everyday. You’ll have to watch Karetta though, she likes to pull hair and once she has it in her hands she holds on, strong one she is.”

“Veggie?” The King followed as Kakarott lead him away.

“Bardock.” Parzanip held his father back. “You’ll have to keep a tighter rein on that son of yours.”

“No Parzanip, I won’t. He’s right, you are trying to impose your will on the bearers as much as the Elites. I will not stop Kakarott from saying what he wants. Don’t forget, he’s the strongest of us, do you really want to go up against him?” He looked over to where his other son was lurking, “So you want to mate with your cousin, hey Raditz?”

Raditz stepped into line with his father, “Yeah, hell he looks like Kakarott and you. Not that I’ve ever been attracted to you dad.” He got a slap to the back of his head from his father.

“Must be all that hair makes you a little light headed holding it all up,” joked his father.

“You know what I mean Dad.”

Parzanip watched them all leave not sure what to make of them all. He had a feeling that he never would be able to. But if they all worked together, that family would be able to put things right on the world.

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The King was in awe of his granddaughter. As Kakarott had said, she had grabbed some of his hair and would not let go. He was glad he had his tail wrapped tightly around himself. He would have to remember never to free it when the cubs were around.

“So what’s this trouble between you and Vegeta?” asked the King as he made faces over her but spoke to Kakarott.

“He keeps bringing up our power levels as if they are the most important thing there is.”

“And you don’t think that way?”

“No. What’s so important about how strong he is or how strong I am?”

“Ah well, that’s probably my fault right there. Our family has always been taught that we hold the blood of the Legendary in us, that we are meant to be the strongest if we are to rule. Back in the long ago past they didn’t know there would be so few females who we could always dominate. That certain males would be able to bear and still remain powerful as they were. And the class system crept into our society, making more changes. And as you can see Vegeta has a small body, like his mother, he felt he had to make up for that as well.”

“I don’t need anyone to protect me; I can do that for myself. I want to protect what is mine and I will do that whether Vegeta let’s me or not. I don’t see any differences in us; we are both Saiyan, only I can bear when he cannot. My father and brother cannot bear, but they aren’t angry because I might be stronger than they are. I don’t even know why it happened, it just did and I was able to save people. Vegeta saved me from Broly, he went Super himself to do so, why does he feel that I am not supposed to be like him. At first I didn’t like being his mate, but then I got to know him a little, I don’t want to be mated to anyone else, but if he pushes me…”

“You would leave him? And the cubs, what would you do with them?”

“I…I don’t know. I only want him to accept me for me, and not for what he wants me to be.”

“Have you told him that?”

“He never gives me a chance. He’s mad at me at the moment anyway.”

“Mad at you?”

“I did something he didn’t like.”

“And he did something you didn’t like.” The King shook his head. Vegeta had certainly picked himself a mate as stubborn as himself. “One of you is going to have to give. I’m fast learning that I have to do the same. You’ve given me three beautiful grandchildren Kakarott, something to be proud of. If you are anything like your father I wouldn’t be wanting to give up on you.”

“What?”

The King laughed, “You think anyone else could have gotten me to see the error of my ways. I’m hoping that at some point he’ll ask me to mate with him.”

“Asking you?”

“Yes, I’ll mate with your father on his terms. As far as I am concerned there is no other for me now.” He finally managed to unravel his hair from his granddaughter’s hand, “Here I think she wants you. Talk to him, He wouldn’t be so pissed off if he didn’t really care for you.”

The King handed the cub back to Kakarott who watched him leave with Karetta grabbing some of his hair in a tight pull. “Ow.” Then he smiled at her and moved into the other room where her brothers were still sleeping.

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“So what do you think about today’s events?” asked Bardock as he led the King to the quarters prepared for him.

“Well I had a few more surprises than I wanted. You are right, that son of yours is something else. I hope my son can really see what he’s got there. Kakarott told me that they are having their difficulties because of his power. I know it doesn’t bother or even register to him that he is remarkable.”

They moved into the room Bardock had been leading to and the King made sure that the door was shut as they continued their conversation.

“Kakarott is like that. He has never boasted about anything that I know of. Sure he can get angry, but he has to be pushed into it. He’s always wanted to please everyone, even if he didn’t really care for what he was doing.”

The King moved over to the bed and began to shed some of his clothing as he listened to what Bardock was saying.

“And Vegeta is the complete opposite to that. He loves to boast about things. He does most things to please himself that I know of. Though from what I’ve been hearing, that has altered a little.”

“A little? Your son was a complete bastard in the palace and you know it. I’d say he’s mellowed quite a bit since meeting Kakarott.”

The King smiled, “Am I the only one getting naked here?”

Bardock laughed, “Maybe I’d like to see you naked before I decide to join you. Besides, you weren’t that far behind your son in the bastard stakes and don’t you forget it.”

The King nodded, “Must be the influence of certain third class males that we have come into contact with. Or hope to come into contact with in the very near future.” He pulled the shirt from his body, standing there only in his pants.

Bardock grinned, “Oh I think Vegeta might have a little trouble there, but you… the deal was that I get to be on top, remember?”

“And I intend to keep to that deal, even if I have made serious mistakes with them in the past.”

“You just need someone to keep you in line.”

“Are you proposing to be that someone?”

Bardock took in the different tone, he had been playing around, but the King suddenly didn’t seem to be.

“Proposing? You want me to be… I mean I’m third class, Vegeta.”

“So my son is mated to one. Why can’t I?”

Bardock seemed shocked, “Don’t you think that would further piss the council off, first the father, then the son, and to another father and son?”

“You think I care what they think now. Bardock, we need a new way ahead.” The King slipped off the pants and sat down on the bed his tail uncurling, patting the place beside him. “I’m thinking of retirement, playing with the grand cubs, getting a bit more exercise without ever leaving my room.”

“You can’t be serious?”

“What am I ruining the mood here? Yes I am serious. Let’s turn things over to the boys, give them something else to argue about.” The King stretched out on his back on the bed and lazily slid his hand down to play with himself, his tail slowly curling and uncurling on the bed. “Sex is far better than politics.”

Bardock watched the hand as it moved over the King’s resting organ, beginning to liven it up.

“You forget I wasn’t able to get this interested in anything until you came along.”

Bardock’s eyes were glued to the King’s hand, and the quickly hardening cock within. His mouth opened and he licked his lips. “You are an evil, evil man,” smiled Bardock as he moved over to the bed and crawled over the prone bed until he was face to face with the King, his tail twitching behind him.

“So I’ve been told.”

“And you are leading me into temptation.”

“That was the plan.”

Bardock pounced on the mouth beneath and began to ravage it as he held his still clothed body up over the other. The King reached for the shirt of the other and slowly began to undo it as he and Bardock continued their oral duel.

Bardock pulled back a little and rubbed his cheek along the King’s beard before clamping down on his neck to suck hard hoping to leave a mark on the man that wanted him for a future mate. He was still surprised that the King had even thought of that. He thought that would be the last thing the man would want.

The King’s hands were now rubbing over his naked skin, the other having left his cock to join in arousing his partner. To pinch and rub at nipples and glide over smooth and scared skin, Bardock has seen his share of real battles, even if most Saiyans only went into them for the fun factor. They loved to fight, and the odd injury here and there didn’t bother them in the least, they healed fast. The hands moved down over the loosening tail to Bardock’s pants undoing the fly and pushing them down glad to find that Bardock had no underwear to trouble with. The King laughed.

Bardock pulled back, “What?”

“Are you always commando?”

“Whenever I can get away with it.”

Then his hand found the stiff organ it was searching for, “Now I see why.”

Bardock smirked, “Only for you, Majesty, only for you.” Then he took his mouth again before he rolled away to strip off the clothing fully.

Then he rolled back and over the King again, retaking the mouth before he made a slow trip down his body, licking, sucking, nipping all the way. His body occasionally making contact with the erection standing up, forcing harsh breaths and moans from the King as he struggled to stop himself from wriggling and wanting harder contact. Wanting that organ to be touched. Bardock disappointed him when he went passed it and down his leg, the leaping from one foot to the other. He looked at the writhing man he was consuming, saw the grimaces of pleasure and need, the hands that had moved to the sheets to clutch and unclutch as he tried to control himself, his eyes closed. Bardock smiled and quickly moved up and licked the hard cock, forcing a cry and an arching of the King’s back to the surprise attack. His eyes sprang open as he watched Bardock lick at the head of his cock eyeing him like a cat that had gotten his cream.

“Who’s… evil… now?” he gasped out as his hips rose a little wanting more of himself inside that wonderful mouth.

Bardock hummed contentedly as he took more of the King into his mouth, his tongue swirling back and forth as he slid further down then back off again. His hands reached for the King’s hips to hold them still as he continued to feast upon the cock, teasing it before he opened his throat and took it all the way in until his breathing was teasing at the public hairs. The King was screwing his hands into the sheets at being held down, he wanted to thrust into that throat but Bardock was in charge and if he wanted to enjoy this he would do as his partner wanted. It was too damned good anyway, the throat constricting around him as the head bobbed up and down, the wild mane dancing insanely as it moved. The King knew he couldn’t last much longer and felt his balls crawling up before he came with a cry that echoed through the room.

Bardock milked him dry before cleaning up every last bit as he pulled back and away to kneel looking down as the lax body. His own need was reminding him that it wanted attention so he slipped off the bed again and moved to his pants drawing out a full bottle of lubricant. He wasn’t sure when he’d have a chance to be with the King, so he decided to just carry it around anyway and see what would happen. He was so glad he had.

He moved back to the bed and pushed the King back up it a little before laying down beside him petting and kissing him lightly before he arranged the King’s legs as he liked and then slicking his fingers slowly moving over his hole to push a finger inside.

The King opened his eyes, “Eager for me huh?”

“You’ve already gotten off, I haven’t.” Then he smiled, “You rather I hold off and go play with myself?”

“Don’t you dare think about that. I’ll order you to fuck me if you do that.”

“Are you so sure that I’d obey?”

“Hmm, considering where we are, probably not… Oh by the Gods, more Bardock.”

“Not until you’re ready,” he slid another finger in, “You’re still as tight as a virgin I can tell you.”

“You’re the only one to know that. The only one that I’ll ever allow inside me.”

“Damn right.”

“So… you’ll be my mate?”

“Are you asking me seriously?”

“Yes you great fool, I am.”

Bardock slid a third finger in as he held the King’s eyes. “Would you mind if I think about it?”

The King leaned up and slid a hand over the bare face of his lover and kissed him. “Of course, I would never press you into anything…” He gasped as a finger found his prostate, when he stopped seeing white he said, “Well almost anything. Fuck me already would you?”

Bardock smiled and kissed him back pulling his fingers out, “I most assuredly will fuck you.” The King moaned and fell back onto the bed as he watched Bardock slick his cock, before parting his legs and crawling between. The King was already half hard again, but his eyes were only for the man moving up to him. Bardock lifted his legs over his shoulders as he lined himself up and nudged at the loosened hole until the head of his cock pushed its way inside. He watched the King’s face as he pushed past the hard ring and into the welcoming warmth of the King’s body. He let him adjust a little before he pulled back and started to thrust in and out their bodies rocking together in the timeless dance. Bardock kept to a steady rhythm at first before he felt the need to push a little harder and faster. It did not go unappreciated. The King’s groans changed pitch and his hands left the sheet to clutch at Bardock’s arms as he pushed back onto the cock inside him, his legs kicking at Bardock’s back urging him on. But like all good things Bardock knew he could not last too much longer and reached between them to find the King’s leaking cock, gasping it, squeezing gently until he was able to force the King over just as he reached his own peak. They came together the King arching his back off the bed and Bardock arching his back as far as the tight legs would let him. They roared like angry lions as they did so, pretty sure that anyone nearby would hear them and not caring in the least. Both rode out the aftershocks before they stilled and Bardock rolled gasping for air onto the bed beside the equally breathless King.

When he could the King turned his head,”I believe I have never come so hard in my life before. And it’s been a damn long time that I’ve come twice in close succession. See what you do to me?”

Bardock chuckled, “You do the same to me, you know. I haven’t had this much sex in a long time. Now please shut up and go to sleep, coz I don’t think I can stay awake much longer.”

The King rolled over further and lay his head on the other’s chest, snuggling into the other man. “I hope I can return the favor, in the morning.”

Bardock chucked and lay his hand on the King’s resting on his stomach, “Better get some rest then.”

And soon they were both snoring.

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