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Smut Warning

Future Mars went back to his own time early the next morning. Everything was back to normal. Well, as normal as we could be without Goku around. Vegeta sat with Mars and I outside, enjoying the nice weather.

"Hey, Mars, you wanna show daddy what you did earlier?" I hum to the infant as he rocked back and forth on his hands and knees. Mars cooed curiously before reaching his hands out for me. he gave an irritated grunt before shakily getting to his feet, using my hands as leverage and stepping towards me . "Mars is starting to walk~" I coo to Vegeta.

Vegeta braced his hand against Mars' head for a moment and snorted. "The boy should be ready to train soon."

I gave him an irritated grunt. "Can we wait until he's at least five. I don't know if I can tolerate seeing our small son being trained."

Vegeta gave me an irritated expression. "Saiyan children start fighting as soon as they can sit up! I have been waiting for him to get a little older."

I pinch at his hand. "He's half Empathian. And if I remember correctly, my race didn't exactly fight." I explain irritably. "We will wait until he's five, understand?" I ask sternly.

Mars began laughing happily at his father's expression. "F-Fine..." He murmurs gingerly while scratching at his head. "Of all the women in the world, I get the scary one..." He mutters under his breath.

"You're only scared because you love me~" I coo delicately.

"I-- I don't recall saying that!" Vegeta stammered as his face flushed. "I'm going to train!"

"Uh, uh," I snap as I grasp at his arm and tug him back down. "You're gonna sit right here with us for a little while longer, and tell me how much you love me, got it?"

"I'm not going to say that in front--" Vegeta growled. "In front of all these clowns!"

I hum angrily and narrow my eyes at him. "I'll withhold my body." I explain simply. "You'll be sleeping on the couch until you decide to comply with my wishes."

"How-- How dare you! I am the Prince of All Saiyans--"

"And I'm the Princess of the Empathians! And your mate, so you better do this for me!" I shout at him.

Suddenly all eyes are on us as Vegeta freezes under my glare. "F-Fine... Just-- Just make these people leave..." He murmurs. I shoot a glance over my shoulder and everyone in the immediate area scurries off, their faces flushed from our argument. I hum expectantly as I turn my gaze back onto Vegeta. He's pressing his palm against his mouth in embarrassment, his eyes desperately trying to find anything else to focus on rather than me. Mars laughs again and reaches for his father in a surprising turn of events.

"Daddy--" He chirps loudly, alarming the both of us. Although it's broken and drawn out, the word is clear.

"Hey--" I stammer. "Y-You were supposed to say mommy first--" I mention dejectedly to the infant who pats at his father's chest.

Vegeta's grin returns and it widens over his face as he lifts up the infant. "That's right, boy, I'm your father! It's clear who you admire more!"

Mars hums in confusion before turning his head towards me and reaching towards me. "Mama--" He chirps. It's a lot clearer, like he's been saying it a lot more. I squeal and tug the baby from Vegeta's hands and cuddle him.

"Oh, you sweet baby, yes, I'm mama," I chirp happily. Mars continues to repeat mama and sends a strange glance to his father. I start guffawing and bounce Mars a little. "I think he's just trying to make you jealous, Vegeta."

Vegeta is grimacing and crossing his arms over his chest. "That boy is strange... I've never seen any Saiyan children act like he does..."

I snicker. "Well, my mom used to tell me I was a menace as a baby." I explain. Tears unwillingly spring to my eyes as I think about it. "Hey... What do you say... after Mars is a bit older... The two of us head back to my home planet... I wanna... I wanna learn a little more about my race. And I want to at least put down a grave stone for my parents."

Vegeta curls his hand against my cheek and tucks my hair behind my ear before leaning forward and kissing me softly. "I love you." He hums softly.

My face flushes against his caress and I can't help but smile. "I love you, too..." I murmur and lean against his side. We got back to our silence while Mars naps against us.

~*****~
Two Years Later

Mars is unhappy. He really is. He's got big, fat tears rolling down his face as I kneel in front of him with a small smile. "Mars, we'll only be gone for two weeks. That's two weeks you get to play all you want with Gohan and Goten." I explain to the toddler.

"Wanna go with..." He murmurs through his wobbly lip.

I coo and kiss his forehead. "I know you do, baby," I hum softly. "But maybe when you're older, I'll take you to my home..." I explain as gently as I could.

Mars sniffles again and clutches at his baggy shirt. "Pwomise?" He asks in such a cute tone, I thought I'd give in and take him.

"I promise~" I hum delicately before kissing his head again. Standing up, I give Chi-Chi a warm smile. "Thanks for watching him."

"It's no problem. Goten was so excited when I told him Mars was coming over for a little bit." Chi-Chi explains. "You should get going before it gets late." She explains before holding onto Mars' hand. "C'mon, Mars, we can go get some ice cream to bring back to Gohan and Goten."

Mars immediately lit up. "Can I get chocolate?!" He asks excitedly.

I chuckle as Mars eagerly leads Chi-Chi away from the space ship. "Mara, are you ready to go?" Vegeta asks as he exits the ship.

I gaze after Chi-Chi and Mars with a nervous feeling settling in my belly. "Y-Yeah..." I murmur gingerly.

Vegeta hummed curiously as I brushed past him and input the coordinates to TL-703. "The boy will be fine." Vegeta reassures me as I gaze out the window. The ship is already rocketing through space. "Not only does he have Gohan to protect him, that beast Kakarot married is there, too."

"Hey, Chi-Chi isn't a beast!" I exclaim.

Vegeta snorted. "She broke through a tree when we visited her to introduce Mars with Kakarot's second brat."

I grunt. "Well, you did say Goku was a no good oaf for staying in otherworld." I mention. "She agrees, but she's the only one who's allowed to insult him."

Vegeta grunted. "It was no wonder he was attracted to her." I hum in confusion. "L-Look, Saiyan men like strong willed women, and his wife certainly is strong willed."

I hum again and press my finger against my cheek in thought. "So, back on Namek, when you said I was strong willed, that was you flirting with me?"

Vegeta grunted. "Of-- Of course it was..."

"Even though you'd just threatened to kill us?" I remind him impishly.

Vegeta flushed. "You're the one who came at me so brashly-- why wouldn't I be attracted to someone who stands up to me?"

"I thought it was because of my big butt." I laugh.

Vegeta coughs into his fist and huffs. "It... was a bit of that, too."

I grimace and sigh. "Ugh, you're such a man." I huff irritably.

Vegeta just rolled his eyes and tugged me to his side, his hand smoothing over my hip and grasping tightly. "You can't possibly blame me for enjoying your body." Vegeta retorted plainly. "Especially when your body is sturdy enough to keep up with me." I give a short gasp as Vegeta pushes me onto the captain's chair. My knees are pried apart as Vegeta kneels between them, his large hands pressing against my bare thighs to push my skirt upwards.

"Vegeta, c'mon, we just had sex this morning!" I whine as I try to pry his hands away from my already aching core.

Vegeta snorted as he buried his tongue into the thin material of my panties. He groaned appreciatively. "Does that matter? I'll never grow tired of your body, Mara," He hummed as he pulled his head away and tugged at my panties. In a sharp tug, they're ripped from my body with an audible snapping sound.

"V-Vegeta!" I cry irritably. "Those were my favorite pair!"

Vegeta rolls his eyes before pressing his lips against my throbbing clit. I give another sharp cry before curling my hands into Vegeta's hair. I could feel the slick of my core smearing over my thighs as Vegeta kept working his tongue against my throbbing clit. Just as I expect to cum, Vegeta pulls away and gives me a sinister grin.

"Hey!" I exclaim as I tug at his hair desperately, my hands trying to pull him back. "I was almost there--" I whine.

Vegeta chuckled darkly. "Did you think I'll allow my beautiful mate to cum while I'm not inside her?"

"Y-You do it all the time--" I stammer deliriously as he prods his hardened cock against my fluttering core. "You-- You always," I trail off with a harsh whimper of desire as the bulbous cockhead slips up and catches my clit. "Always make me cum, any-- any time you desire..."

Vegeta grinned and pressed his thumb against my aching clit as he pushed into me. "And if I want you to only cum around my cock, will that upset you?"

I shake my head wildly. "Never-- I love-- I love it--" I stammer. "I love you-- Vegeta, I love you so much~"

Vegeta growls deliriously and braces a knee underneath my hips on the chair, his thrusts becoming deeper and rougher. "Keep singing those praises, beautiful. I'll having you coming so much, I'll have to carry you around your home planet." Vegeta growled. I give a sharp shudder as I cum unexpectedly, my insides wringing him for all he's worth. "That's right, beautiful, keep cumming around my cock, understand?" He growls deliriously.

My back meets the ground, and I have to suck in a sharp breath as Vegeta shoves my thighs towards my stomach, his cock bobbing just over my still fluttering hole. "W-Wait--" I stammer as I try to grasp onto anything in reach. My fingers are slipping over the smooth flooring behind my head. "I'm not that-- flexible--"

Vegeta snorts and shoves back inside, his lips spreading wide in a pleased grin. "Think you can handle it for a little while? I can see the way you grip onto my cock so much better this way." I nod after a moment of willing my muscles to relax. He growls, testing the subtle shifts of his hips for a moment before leaning up and pounding into my tight core. "That's right-- You're so tight-- are you feeling that good, woman? That you're clenching down so much, you're practically strangling me, aren't you?"

All I can manage are whimpers and whines as he continues to pound away in this new position. My insides began tightening up even more. My legs were going numb from Vegeta's grasp, but I couldn't concentrate on anything other than the way Vegeta's cock juts at the very tip of my cervix. I cry out in release.

"Fuck, that's a tight squeeze," Vegeta growls before his hips falter and snaps forward, pressing as close as possible as his cock twitches violently. "You really are a perfect mate, woman." Vegeta manages before growling out in release. I feel his seed pool hotly within before he manages to withdraw with a sharp gasp. My legs are still within his grasp, shaking and twitching from the position he'd held them in. Vegeta rolls me onto my front, smoothing his palms over my hips before tugging them upwards. My knees tremble for a moment before I'm sliding back down. Vegeta barks out a laugh and hoists me backwards, settling my core over his cock once again. "Tired already? Before he child, we used to go for hours, don't you remember, Mara? Are you so sensitive that you're done after cumming twice?"

"N-No," I stammer. "My legs are numb..." I whine as he shunts his cock back inside me.

I don't remember how much I've cum around him. By the time I'd had my third orgasm, I'd been a whimpering mess clutching at the ground helplessly as he continued to ravage me. Vegeta is huffing delightfully as he finally pulls out. With a subtle shove of his fingers, whatever that's spilled out from inside, has been pushed back in. I shudder deliriously and arch my hips up a little to welcome the pleasurable intrusion. "You make fun of me all the time for this, what was it you called it? Breeding Kink?" He chimed in amusement. "Take a look at yourself-- pushing back against my fingers as if they could give you more."

Vegeta turns me on my back and presses hot kisses against my neck. "I-- I can't help it," I murmur. "Love you-- Love you so much... Want another baby..."

Vegeta growls again and curls his arms around me. "I'll give you as many as you want, as long as you remain by my side..." He mentions softly.

I nod sluggishly before dozing off in his arms.

~*****~

"Don't you think it deserves a proper name?" I ask curiously as the ship circles around TL-703.

Vegeta grunted as he typed away on the captains panel. "You can name it whatever you like, it's your planet."

I hum softly and my lips curl up. "How about Empatoo?" I ask cutely.

"YOU ARE NOT NAMING IT LIKE ANYTHING OFF OF THOSE RIDICULOUS MOVIES YOU'RE OBSESSED WITH!" Vegeta exclaimed loudly.

I laughed at his response. "Since you recognized the type of name, you must've at least paid attention during our Star Wars binge."

Vegeta snorted irritably. "Of course I did. You said you loved it. I'm not going to ignore what my mate likes if it makes her happy." I hum happily and stare up at him through my lashes. "Get that look off of your face before I bend you over this damn panel and make damn sure you can't walk on that planet."

I quickly glance back at the planet as we begin our descent. The palace is the same as we'd left it all those years ago. "First things first," I hum as I kneel down to the pile of skeletons. "I want to bury these people like they deserve. But as for Frieza's men, we'll shoot them off into space."

Vegeta grunted and tugged me to his chest for a savage kiss. I pull away and grimace. "If there's anything better than hearing you say something so savage, then I've yet to see it."

"What? We have a beautiful child together. That's better than me hating what these men did to my planet." I mention irritably.

"The child sucker punched me the first chance he got." Vegeta mentioned with a straight face. "But now that you mention it, seeing you in the act of making a child is much, much better!"

I swat at his arm before gesturing to the skeletons adorned in Frieza's armor. "Get them out of here. Now." I snap irritably.

Vegeta snorts with an impish smirk covering his face before he sets off to removing the soldier corpses from the palace flooring. It took a few hours to get the Empathian remains to a comfortable resting site. I had a large slab of stone set in the middle of all the graves. I worked tirelessly on it, etching in my parents names with a small frown on my lips.

I feel Vegeta's grasp on my shoulder after I had completed the memorial I had envisioned for my parents. "You know, I never really knew my dad all that much, but mom always used to tell me how much of a sweet heart he was. There wasn't anything he wouldn't do for me as an infant." I explain softly. "Mom, not so much. She knew I was such a menace, but Dad was over the moon with me." Vegeta remained silent. "That's why I wanted to name our son after him. If I woulda known him better, I think I would've given him the moon and stars for loving me as much as he did. And if we have more, I wanna name a daughter after mom. We fought a lot, but god, I loved her so much. She held the whole world on her shoulders to take care of me as much as she did."

"Your parents were good people." Vegeta mentioned softly. "My father was the only one who had met with them, but he would always mention how kind they were, even if he had insulted them out of his own habit. I think they would've been proud of you... For putting your people to rest."

I give Vegeta an affectionate smile before curling my arms around his neck and kissing him softly. "Wanna get married?" I ask softly.

Vegeta grunts. "What's... married?"

I snort out a laugh. "It's basically being mated, but we'll have a big ceremony, exchanging rings, lots of love and family around us. Or, we could just go to a courthouse and sign the papers and have our honeymoon in secret."

"I'd-- rather do the second one." Vegeta retorted irritably. "I will not kiss you or tell you anything in front of those--"

Vegeta's throat locks up as I narrow my eyes at him. "Those are our friends." I retort irritably. "You don't want to kiss me in front of our friends. I get that. That's fine, Vegeta. You have your own limits, just like I have mine."

"If--" He cuts himself off and covers his mouth. "If we have a ceremony with... our friends... will that make you happy?"

I snort. "Vegeta, what makes me happy, is you. And Mars. That's all I really need. I won't mind signing papers in front of a judge and having a small party later to celebrate. Would you rather do that?"

Vegeta grunts and nods after a beat of silence.