Seasons Change

March

March 16th (6:00am)

He woke up beside Cell, a terrible ache in his lower abdomen. Why did it have to be now, when it was so early in the morning? He usually didn't get up until 10 or 11 on weekends. There was no time to complain about how early the morning sickness had woken him up, as he rushed off to the bathroom and vomited. It was a mix of his dinner and lunch from yesterday, a delicious steak with broccoli as a side and cherry juice for the main drink, which caused it to have a brownish green hue. Absolutely disgusting, an afterthought was that he should tell Cell about it, but he didn't want to wake him up. He was a heavy sleeper and was grumpy if he didn't wake up on his own. Since it was a day after the wedding, he didn't want to drag down on his newly wedded husband, a bittersweet feeling. It wasn't long before he was feeling another ache, not of pain, but of lust. Where did such a feeling come from so suddenly? It was too early for this— he had believed since he was dealing with a baby, he wouldn't have such libido, but life as it was loved to prove him wrong. The emperor continued to allow the sensation to stir in his abdomen in order to prevent himself from waking his beloved. So bold of a sensation was foreign to him, but not foreign enough to the point he didn't know what he needed. It felt like hours waiting for Cell to wake up, but only a few minutes passed in real time, and he showed no signs of stirring anytime soon.

Wanting to take it into his own hands, Frieza shifted his legs gently and began to breathe a little heavier. Quiet enough to go very unnoticed. He was suffering.. his tail was curling in on itself and he didn't want to move whatsoever due to the fact the arousal heightened slightly with every movement. He couldn't possibly relieve it while in bed with Cell, no, that would be vile and depraved— for such an emperor to commit any sexual act while their lover is asleep, it would certainly have a punishment, whether good or bad. He knew the android well, and along with that, he understood how fierce and firm he could be when he caught Frieza doing anything sensual without him. How much time had passed— the overlord wasn't quite aware, but he was sure it had been more than thirty minutes. It was 6:47 at this point and he knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer without at least relieving himself once or twice. His eyes caught sight of his beloved changing positions, going from laying on his side to on his back with his leg up, a hand on his stomach. The emperor cursed him under his breath and scowled, knowing still that he would either have to sneak away or wake him up and cause definite grumpiness. Last time he had did that, he ended up missing his meeting because of the argument that had stirred. No.. he didn't want to go through that again. It was quite infuriating hand he didn't speak to his beloved for 3 days after that, to which Cell didn't talk to him for 6. The android had always been that way. If Frieza did something, Cell did it double. That was just how he was.

A painfully arousing thought came to his mind, telling him to ride him while he was asleep. He had done it before— and it was nothing short of amazing, in fact it was more— because Cell didn't wake up grumpy, he woke up aroused and reciprocated Frieza's needs once he realized what was going on. But those incidents were always at least around 10 or 11am, when Cell wasn't prone to waking up grumpy. How was he supposed to wake up happy 4 hours early on the weekend? The overlord didn't know, but his desperation finally kicked in, and  he crawled onto his beloved's lap. "Cell—" said Frieza, shaking him gently. He didn't stir, to which the emperor found himself getting more aroused at. The prospect of doing this while he was asleep always aroused him, especially since he knew Cell always consented. He slipped the android's sheath down to reveal his length, his wings starting to buzz with a quiet sound similar to the buzzing of a bee. He quickly slipped his own pants down and crawled into Cell's lap, straddling his cock with his inner thigh. The android shifted slightly, pressing his nails into Frieza's thighs as his length throbbed slightly from just that. He decided to attempt one last time before getting on with it— "Cell?" asked Frieza, shaking him gently again. Not even a flutter of his eyelids. He sighed heavy and leaned over to the side dresser, pulling out a condom and lube. Leaning onto the perfect beings chest, he relaxed and began to prepare himself, pushing a finger in and doing a light scissor motion. His soft pants and moans were muffled in his beloved's chest as he scissored himself open.

By the time he was done, his precum was leaking onto Cell's stomach as he placed a hand on his length and securely slipped the condom on. The emperor shivered as he positioned himself over it and slowly sank down— as the moan he let out felt like it was punched out, shivering as their hips met. The android stirred slightly and whined out a noise that sounded almost like a question—- but not quite. Frieza planted his hands on the mattress and began to slowly pull himself up and down, listening as lewd plopping sounds of skin on skin filled the room. He bit his lip trying to stifle his noises—- when unexpectedly, he felt Cell's loose grip on his thighs tighten. The android's wings began to flutter and emit the same buzzing as before as his hips slowly moved up, grinding into Frieza gently. His eyes were open, but half-lidded and strained. Red blush was all over him, his face, neck, and ears. "C-Cell, goodness, I— am sorry, I woke up and—" but he was interrupted abruptly with a loud whimper as his beloved began to thrust up into him. Frieza leaned into his chest and cried out as Cell roughly hit his prostate and bottomed out. "You— oh god.. h-had to- wake me up for this? Again?" playfully questioned Cell, despite his strained vocals. "Leave me alone.. i— couldn't help it.." whined Frieza, tensing up. He was throbbing and desperately meeting Cell's thrusts as he closed his eyes. He gripped onto Frieza's hips so hard that he was sure it would be bruised— as he grinded up as fast and deep as he could, before spilling into the condom and pulling out. Naturally, the emperor whined and placed a hand on his own length, stroking feverishly before spilling onto Cell's stomach, groaning. He rolled to the side off of his beloved as he huffed, absolutely exhausted. He looked at the clock. It was now 7:56am, and he almost thought he would be late for a meeting— until he remembered it was the weekend, and let out a relieved sigh before being scooped up roughly as the android grabbed him and brought him to the bathroom.

"You're lucky you're only like a month pregnant, there's no really noticeable bump, and that stunt you pulled didn't hurt the baby." growled Cell, running hot water as he sat Frieza down into the tub. "You're gonna have to stop doing that once you're— round, for lack of a better word.."

"Quiet, monkey," replied Frieza, relishing in the warmth of the water enveloping his lower body and stomach.

"Shut up and take a god damn bath." huffed the android, dropping a purple bath bomb into the tub before grabbing the body wash and squirting some into his hand, splashing it into the slowly turning water for bubbles.

"Nuh uh." said Frieza.

"Fym nuh uh?" replied Cell.