Goku X Vegeta Oneshots

Hormones

*Goku and Vegeta have been living together as mates for many years. They have several cubs, some nearing adulthood. That means the hormones are raging like the flood that killed off the unicorns...*

Goku could smell it the second he walked into the kitchen. He jerked to a halt, briefly overwhelmed. "Oh... Kami..." He looked hungrily at Vegeta, surprised. "Ya... Ya good, babe?"

Vegeta glanced at him, eyes clear and sharp. "Yes... Why?"

Goku was baffled. He walked over to his tiny mate and whispered, "Isn't it a little early for ya to be in heat? Yours doesn't start for another week and a half."

"I'm not in heat." Vegeta looked at him strangely. Then his eyes shot wide. "Oh, shit. Kakarrot. The cubs. It's the cubs."

"What?" Goku ran a quick eye over his present children. Only one or two were old enough to begin their heats, and they seemed fine. "So where are they? Wait, we don't have to worry, do we?" He laughed nervously. "Karamin and Gogeta, they... haha, no, they're brothers, they wouldn't actually..." Goku paused. "You're not saying anything."

Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "Kakarrot, you're a moron. How do you think most races began? And how do you think the royal family always stayed so similar in appearance and power?" He left.

Goku sputtered and followed him. "Now, wait a sec. Just hold on. Are ya telling me that you're the product of inbreeding!?"

Vegeta stopped, turning around and holding his hands out exasperatedly. "Yes, I am. Got a problem with it? You've fucked me enough and didn't care."

"Not around the kids, Pops," three of the teens chorused from the couch.

Goku groaned aloud. "No! That's not what I'm- Ok, first of all, where are they?"

"I don't know." Vegeta went upstairs. He walked slowly, listening. Then he heard a thump and a muffled growl, followed by whimpers and happy purrs. Too curious for his own good, he slowly and stealthily peeked into the room. His two sons weren't very far into the process, but clothes were definitely flying. Goku suddenly came up behind him. Before his indignant mate could make a peep, Vegeta popped his hand over his mouth and pushed him toward the stairs. "No, no, no; leave them be, leave them be."

"But- Vegeta, that's- incest!"

"Which is ok with Saiyans," Vegeta said patiently. He nearly made Goku fall down the stairs. "It's natural. They don't have a choice in the matter. How else are we supposed to get another generation of Saiyans? We'll talk to them when they come out of it. They'll be scared as fuck and won't know what to do with themselves. Just like I was. I'm uke; I know exactly how Karamin is going to feel."

"I thought Gogeta was uke," said Goku.

"Well, that's what you get for thinking." Vegeta sat on the couch. "We've got a decent ratio of ukes and semes: I'd say four to one. Yeah, there's gonna be a lot of sleeping around, but that's to be expected. Since there won't be any mating for another three or four generations, that won't be much of an issue. God, they're going to be breeding like rabbits." He rubbed his face wearily.

There was a loud thud and a soft wail from upstairs that sounded like neither Gogeta or Karamin. Goku and Vegeta looked at each other. The elder of the two thought for a moment. "I'd say... Vegeta and Vegito? Kanalune won't be having sex with anyone here; that much I'm positive about. Begeta told her to keep herself pure and she'll take that to the max."

"Wait, more?" Goku looked incredulous. "B- But Vegeta's only sixteen-"

"But Vegito's twenty two. Definitely old enough be having his heats. I started mine when I was seventeen." Vegeta contemplated for a moment, then shook his head. "Nah. I was gonna go check it out, but it sounds like they're pretty busy already. This is so exciting!"