Goku X Vegeta Oneshots

Eight: Babies!

Vegeta scooped up little Tryna and whipped around to glare murderously at his eldest, who lay sprawled on the couch with his phone. "Vegito! Get your ass off that couch and help me!"

"Not around the kids, Vegeta," Goku called from the kitchen.

Vegito, in reply, simply glanced up at his slightly bedraggled mother and raised an eyebrow. "You got her, what do you need help with?" He looked back at his phone.

Vegeta's voice was just below a screech, which reminded Goku creepily of his ex-wife. "If you don't put your phone down for five freaking minutes, then I swear to Kami, you'll never see it again!!!"

"Alright, yeesh! Don't yell..." Vegito put his phone in his pocket and hopped up, stretching. He caught hold of one of his sixteen younger siblings. "Pops, I'm telling ya, you and Dad have got to invest in some birth control."

"You listen here, cub!" Vegeta turned to his son. "What your father and I do is our business. We chose to have these kids."

"Vegeta, calm down," said Goku, coming into the living room. He was carrying four of their brood. "Kids! Bedtime! Now, please!"

The entire pack rushed past Vegeta to tackle their father with hugs and kisses. Vegeta sighed, watching his huge family. He smiled. They all glanced his way. "Come on, Papa!" they all called, inviting him to join the group hug.

Vegeta smiled and joined his family. He felt their tails touching his and their little hands touching his arms and back. "Oh, you brats," he murmured into Karamin's hair. The room was filled with purrs.

After basking in the blissful silence for a few minutes, Vegeta sighed and said, "All right, you all; off to bed."

The big group passed on their individual hugs and kisses to their siblings, parents, and spouses, then all of the children were sent off to bed.

*smut warning*

Twenty minutes later, in the shelter and quiet of their room, Vegeta stood on the balcony, enjoying the tropical night breeze. Goku came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Vegeta's waist. He kissed his ear and several places down his neck.

Vegeta chuckled. "What are you doing, clown?"

"Hoping to relieve my Prince's stress," Goku murmured, his tail wrapping around Vegeta's. Vegeta hummed softly and leaned back against his mate. The younger Saiyan turned him around to see his face. "Besides... it has been a little while."

"It has, hasn't it?" Vegeta ran his hands down Goku's muscular arms. "It's been almost two months. I... could be convinced."

Goku smiled. "What do I need to do to convince you, my liege?"

Vegeta bared his teeth in a feral grin. Goku briefly imagined chains, blood, and torture, but Vegeta just whispered, "Get down on your knees and beg."

"Oh, I'll have you begging in just a minute!" Goku kissed him deeply, pushing him back against the wall. He slid down to his knees and undid Vegeta's pants. Vegeta purred as Goku stroked his tail with those experienced hands.

His breath caught when his mischievous mate pulled out his hardening cock and licked the tip. He didn't want to give in first- even though he always did.

Goku let his gaze trail up and down Vegeta's body. "Beautiful as always," he whispered, taking full advantage of Vegeta's attention kink. He started to suck his mate's length, and Vegeta slid a hand over his mouth, groaning softly. Before long, Goku was deep-throating him. Vegeta's eyes were rolled back into his head, he trembled violently, and his free hand was scrabbling for something to grab.