Crazy Life

Chapter 23

"Fuck yes!" Vegeta moaned out in bliss, his hips gyrating in rhythm to his husband's thrusts. "Yes, really fucking give it to me!"

The bed creaked as the thrusts became more vigorous, Vegeta's eyes were welling up in pure bliss, it's been a while since he was last fucked like this. To think he had only gone upstairs for a shower in peace and was initially pissed that his darling husband followed him. His annoyance soon dwindled when Goku presented his rock hard cock, no words were needed after that.

Perspiration trickled down their brows and back of their necks, their lips locking into a loving kiss. Nothing could possibly ruin this passionate moment.

"Daddy, what's taking you so long?!" came a little voice behind the door, causing the couple to part from their kiss, their eyes widening in horror.

Vegeta bit his lip, recalling Goten was staying at theirs for the week and that Goku mentioned he was going to pick him up. Had this bastard picked their son up before he had followed Vegeta into their bedroom?

"Uh, just give me a minute son!" Goku tittered and pulled out, giving Vegeta an apologetic look.

"What the hell Kakarot?!" Vegeta seethed, its been a good few days since they had a decent fuck. Now, it's been ruined by their son tapping on their bedroom door.

Goku let out another nervous chuckle as he pulled out and leaned back, allowing Vegeta to sit up. "I promised I'd watch a movie with him," he rubbed the back of his head and avoided Vegeta's glare.

"So he's been sitting down there waiting, while you were up here plowing me?!" Vegeta spat, pointing at the bedroom door as their son continued to tap on the door.

The door knocking continued, and Goku leapt out of bed, grabbing a pair of lounge pants from the dresser before opening the door to see their five-year-old staring back at his dad with a juice carton in hand.Vegeta could only cover his face in shame, that child was going to need so much therapy when he's older. Just the other week Bardock had openly joked about the sperm bank incident, after Gine asked the couple how they were going to explain to Goten how he was conceived when he reached the age to ask that sort of question.

"What were you doing in there?" Goten asked with his head cocked to the side.

Goku looked over his shoulder towards Vegeta, as though looking for some support. Vegeta pulled the blanket over himself, like fuck was he going to explain this one.

"Uh, just getting changed," Goku chuckled.

Everything went silent for a moment as Goten took a slurp from his carton and let out a satisfied gasp. "Is that why dad was shouting bad words at you?"

Vegeta could feel his cheeks burning, was he seriously that loud? How much did their son hear? Perhaps he should go apologise to the whole neighbourhood for his strident moans mingled with the profanities... except Karen, fuck Karen.

"Y-yeah,that's why," Goku cleared his throat, "so, how about you head downstairs now and I'll join shortly."

"Are you gonna make dad say bad words again?" Goten leaned to the side, looking directly at his father hiding under the bedding.

"N-no, no, of course not I just got to put a top on is all," Goku tittered, motioning for Goten to leave.

But of course, Goten had the attitude of both his dads. There was no way he was going to leave now... Goku could see the familiar glare in their son that Vegeta would give him when his patience was wearing thin.

"I wait here then," Goten huffed, and stamped his foot in some protest.

Goku sighed, what could he do or even say? The kid had been waiting patiently for over half an hour.

"Alright, let me grab a shirt then," he smiled at his impatient son and strolled towards the dresser to grab a shirt.

He smiled over at Goten who was looking around the room. Secretly he prayed their son didn't stumble across the large chest containing the sex toys, or the hooks on the ceiling for the sex swing. He recalled that time Goten had stumbled into the room and had saw the sex swing set up.To prevent any tantrums that day, Goku allowed Goten to swing on it before Vegeta strolled in and dropped the laundry basket containing clean clothing onto the floor.

He recalled Vegeta lecturing him how it's not safe to allow a toddler to play on the sex swing. They then had to explain to his ex as to why they had a swing in their room. Since then, the couple chose to no longer have the sex swing permantly hung from their ceiling, and would only be used for those days they were child-free.

Once he pulled his top over his head, he ambled towards the bed and pulled the blanket away from Vegeta.

"Kakarot!" Vegeta yelped, placing his hands between his legs and scowled at his darling husband.

"We're going downstairs baby, you can join us if ya like?... with clothes on of course," Goku chuckled and kissed his cheek.

Vegeta wrinkled his nose about to object till his eyes wandered towards their son beaming back at him. It was the same adorable smile as his father, and Vegeta could only roll his eyes at this.

"Let me get dressed in peace," he grumbled, still not happy with the fact his sex got interupted.

Goten nodded his head frantically, "okay daddy, we wait for you. I take other daddy away so you don't need to say more bad words at him!"

Vegeta smiled, oh, thank fuck their son is still very naïve. "Thank you, son," he switched his glance on his husband and gave him a stern look, "get the fruit snacks ready."

A low groan of disapproval from both Goku and Goten made Vegeta sigh at them both. Why isn't anyone so keen on all the organic, healthy snacks Vegeta usually has prepared for them?

He pouted and looked back at the two before letting out another sigh, "fine," he smiled watching Goku and Goten's eyes expand in excitement, hanging on every word that Vegeta was about to say next. "Kakarot... get the unhealthy snacks ready."

He watched the two bolt downstairs, leaving the bedroom door wide open, and Vegeta sat naked on the bed. Perhaps he was going to regret this...