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Smut Warning

True to his word, Vegeta had all but glued himself to my side for the next few days. It was kind of strange to see him glaring at my doctor during my check up. "So... this is Vegeta, huh?" My doctor hums curiously as he taps his thumbs together.

"Y-Yeah..." I murmur. "Will you stop glaring at him?" I ask the irritated man besides me. "He's just going to confirm whether or not I'm pregnant."

My doctor snorts. "Yeah, no-- these test results definitely indicate pregnancy." I glower at his carefree attitude. "You can stop glaring. You obviously don't mind it anymore, since you brought your husband this time."

"We weren't exactly married last time." I mention dryly. The three of us flinched in surprise as a blood curdling screech echoed through the room. The door burst open and Mars charged in, tears in his eyes as he waved his hand at Lola. "What's wrong?" I ask wildly.

Lola was wiping at her face. "He thinks you're getting a shot..." She murmurs.

Mars has already put himself between me and the doctor, his arms spread wide. "Leave my mommy alone!" Mars shouts as I palm at my face.

"Mars..." I sigh. "I'm not getting a shot..." I mention as I grasp at Mars' arm to pull him backwards. "Go wait with Ms. Lola, all right? Daddy and I will be right out."

Mars shook his head desperately. "Boy." Vegeta simply snapped. Mars flinched and turned his teary gaze onto him. "Wait outside." He orders.

Mars nods quickly and hurries towards Lola. The door shunts behind them quickly as Vegeta returns to glaring at the doctor. "Well, talk about a commanding presence. Anyway, let's get you two down to pediatrics. I'm sure you'll want to see just how far you're along."

I nod and pat at Vegeta's leg. "Let's go. And make sure you get your attitude under control." I mention lowly. Vegeta flinches at my expression and clicks his tongue.

It takes longer than usual, but once we finally left the doctors office, Vegeta is silent the entire ride back to Lush Corp. "You don't look that far along, Mara." Lola mentions as she gazes at the sonogram picture.

I shrug. "Yeah, my doctor's want to keep a closer eye on this one. It's a quarter smaller than Mars was at ten weeks." I explain softly. "Other than that, they say it's healthy."

"When do you find out the gender?" Lola asks.

I shrug again. "I think I'm gonna wait until it's born. That's what I did with Mars. Its the best kind of surprise."

Lola chirped out a laugh. "Mommy, will the baby be here soon?" Mars questions eagerly from his booster seat.

I chuckle. "It won't be here for another seven months or so."

"How long is that?"

I chuckle. "It's like waiting for your birthday."

"But that's forever away!" Mars complains.

I laugh again. "It'll fly by before you know it!"

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Three Months Later

"You absolutely do not need to follow me around the house, Vegeta," I retort irritably as my husband literally stands a foot from me. "I'm just going to get something to eat."

Vegeta's eyes sliced into a glare, and I found it very hard to keep my temper in check. "You're already losing your balance, I won't have you falling in the kitchen and damaging my child!"

"I won't fall," I whine. "Just let me eat my cereal in peace..."

"That's your third bowl today! You need to be eating protein! Saiyan children need a good diet from their mothers!" Vegeta kept harping. I whine loudly and collapse into my chair. "Here, eat this--" He slams a plate of fruits and oatmeal. My lower lip begins to wobble. "Don't start whining, I told you I won't allow anything to happen to you while I'm around. So eat your food and we'll go relax on the couch."

I perk up. "You're gonna skip training today?" I chirp enthusiastically. Vegeta's face flushed.

"O-Obviously! Now eat!" Vegeta snapped before sitting down besides me. His large hand encloses my stomach as I begin to eat the food he's gotten me. I shift uncomfortably as the fluttering begins in my belly. I rest my free hand on Vegeta's, a warm smile pulling at my lips as I feel the baby jostle around more. I give a languish stretch after finishing my meal. "Did you have enough?" Vegeta asks in a strangely softer tone. I nod eagerly and stand up.

"C'mon--" I urge happily as I tug at his hands. Another flush crawls up his face as I tug him to our living room. I shunt him onto the couch and crawl onto his lap.

"Mara--" He stammers in surprise as I start peppering kisses over his face.

"Mars is still at Chi-Chi's," I mention impishly. Vegeta grunts as I start pulling my dress up. His hands trail up my swollen belly and cup at my breasts, eliciting a drawn out mewl from my throat. My lower lip trembles as he pulls his hands away as if he's been burned. "Vegeta," I whine. "Don't be like this..."

"I don't want to hurt you," He grumbles as his hands smooths over my hips. "You're much more vulnerable now, I can't-- I won't lose control..."

I give him soft kisses. "You won't." I stammer. "Please, I need you..."

Vegeta lets out a soft grunt and lowers me onto the couch. I give a sharp whimper as he runs his thumbs over my sensitive nipples. "Tell me... Tell me if I'm being too rough..." Vegeta grumbles, his face flushed. I nod eagerly. My entire body jumps as he smooths his hand over my aching core. My chest is heaving wildly at the pleasure thrumming in my body. "You're making this difficult, Mara," Vegeta growls as he tugs my panties off. "You're soaked, and I've hardly touched you."

"Can't help it," I murmur as I clutch onto the cushion under my head. "It feels good... I love you." I throw my head back and let out a relieved yelp as he pushes his thick digits within my aching core.

I whine out in delight as Vegeta tugs his shirt off and sinks to his front, his mouth latching onto my core with growls escaping his chest. It takes no time before I'm finally cumming around his fingers. My body is shivering wildly. "Are you all right, Mara?" Vegeta questions as he kisses at my trembling thighs.

I nod eagerly. "Yes, please, keep going--" I stammer. Vegeta grumbles and tugs his sweats down. I give a relieved sigh as he presses his bulbous cock head against my fluttering opening. "Fuck, you're so big!" I whine. Vegeta grunts and gives my thigh a warning squeeze.

"Don't rile me up, woman," Vegeta orders as he shunts his hips forward a little. Once my body is situated enough, Vegeta leans forward and towers over me while he thrusts himself into me. Tingles erupt all over my body as I watch Vegeta's expression shift. From his brows furrowing in concentration, to them completely relaxing in utter delight. "You're perfect--" Vegeta grunts as he grasps at my face, his lips capturing mine as he shudders against my convulsing core. "Are you okay?" I keep nodding. My hands are clutching against his chest as I finally hit my peak. Vegeta shudders again before cumming hard within me. His cock is still twitching when he withdraws.

"Thank you..." I murmur mindlessly as he rubs his large hands over my thighs. A low growl escapes my stomach, bringing my back to reality so fast, my head started spinning. Vegeta just glares down at me as I quickly slap my palms against my stomach. My face feels entirely too hot.

"You said you'd had enough to eat." Vegeta growls.

"Well.... You see, what had happened, was..." I stammer as he starts grinding his teeth. In a flash, Vegeta is tugging my dress back down and helping me stand.

"YOU'RE NOT GOING TO SWAY ME WITH THAT STUPID LOOK ANYMORE!" Vegeta roars as he pulls out more food for me to eat. "I WON'T BE LEAVING YOUR SIDE UNTIL YOU'VE GIVEN BIRTH, UNDERSTAND!?"

I groan loudly in response.

~*****~
Six Months Later

Mars and Vegeta are both staring apprehensively at the infant being cradled in my arms. "Will you stop being weird?" I ask angrily. "She's not going to bite!"

"I'm not falling for that!" Vegeta retorted quickly.

"Yeah! Gohan says girls are strange!" Mars adds.

I grumble irritably as Marble begins to whimper. "Your sister isn't strange." I retort. "She's only a few weeks old."

Vegeta takes a step forward and Marble throws her carmine eyes towards her father, and begins to whine. "You see?! She's already acting like the last one!"

"Because you keep frowning! Now get over here before you regret it!" Mars is already tromping into the room, his eyes gazing skeptically at the infant in my arms. I sit up a little straighter and angle her towards Mars just a little more. Vegeta hesitates again before approaching us.

"Daddy, she's got eyes like mommy and me!" Mars mentions happily.

Vegeta grumbles irritably as he gazes at the infant. Marble gazes at Vegeta. His face flushes for a moment before he gently takes the infant from my arms and cradles her. "See? She likes you!" I hum happily. The sight is almost overwhelming. Vegeta's brow furrows irritably again. "What's wrong?"

"She... looks like you more..." He mentions softly.

I snicker. "Vegeta, she's got dark hair... What more do you want?" Vegeta glances at Mars for a moment before grunting irritably. I start laughing. "Marble is already in love with you. She's probably going to follow you around all the time if you let her." I explain impishly.

"Marble?" Vegeta retorts quickly. "I wanted to name her..."

I chuckle. "I named her after your brother. But seeing as how his name is a boys name, I just made it more feminine." I explain.

He grumbles again and adjusts her a little. "That's... Fine..." He mentions softly. Marble coos in delight before her small chubby arm rears back, and slams against Vegeta's face. I quickly catch her as Vegeta tumbles to the ground, his hand enclosing around the large knot growing over his cheek.

"Marble, c'mon, don't hit your daddy," I whine as I bounce the energetic infant. "I'm sorry, Vegeta, I thought she liked you a bit more."

Vegeta just rubs at his face. "She's a Saiyan child all right..." He grumbles. "I'm starting to think neither of the kids are going to show any Empathian traits at this rate..."

I chuckle and let Marble grasp onto my fingers. "It wouldn't bother me. This way they can protect themselves rather than being like me-- the damsel in distress."

Vegeta glowered at me. "YOU'RE NOT A DAMSEL IN DISTRESS!" He bellowed. Marble whimpered in response.

"Sheesh, you sure are grumpy. You think Daddy needs a nap?" I ask the infant.

"I do." Mars retorts plainly. "Can I play with Marble, soon?"

I chuckle at Mars. "When she's a little older. She's very fragile right now." I explain softly before placing Marble into her crib. Vegeta is gazing warily at the crib while still rubbing at his cheek. "C'mon, let's go put some ice on it."

"I don't need ice." Vegeta retorts irritably. Mars remains in the room with his baby sister, his small bear clutched tightly to his chest as he gazes at her. "Why is it that both of our children seem to want to hit me?"

I chuckle. "It's as you say~ They're Saiyan children." I explain with a cheerful laugh. Vegeta rubs at the back of his head and grumbles before taking a seat on our bed. "Don't worry. You're doing a really good job with Mars, I'm sure you and Marble will find some common ground once she's a little older."

"At least there won't be a problem training them..." Vegeta grumbled. He went back to rubbing his red cheek. "She sure packs more of a punch that Mars did, that's for sure...."

I giggle. "She's your daughter. I don't think it's strange that she's a little headstrong. Mars stopped hitting you at like... three months. Give it time, she'll warm up to you." Vegeta tugged at my hand, leading me in between his spread knees and wrapped his arms around my waist. I chuckle softly as I run my fingers through his hair. "You feeling okay?"

He nods swiftly and tugs me onto his lap. "I'm fine..." He mentions softly.

I hum almost silently as I gaze at his thoughtful expression. "You can talk to me, Vegeta, you know that..." I mention softly. Vegeta grimaces and turns his gaze away from me. "Hey," I chirp irritably. Vegeta gazes back at me. "I love you. I'm always here for you to talk to. None of it ever gets repeated." I let out a surprised squeal as Vegeta rolls me onto the bed and towers over me. "W-Wait-- Mars is still awake!" I exclaim desperately.

Vegeta raises an eyebrow. A snide smirk spreads his lips thin. "You must certainly miss me, woman, if you're mind is going there." Vegeta retorts smugly.

"Sh-Shut up!" I snap before shoving him off. Vegeta lets out a strangled yelp before he tumbles off of the bed. "You can sleep on the couch if you wanna tease me the entire night!" I exclaim as I storm out of the room.