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Summary:

It was one of those nights where fingers and/or tail wouldn't do. No, the king needed a mate. One that'll obey, respond, feel. One that so happens to be his son.

Notes:

they're underrated asl
oh well
i wrote this half asleep and wanted to throw it somewhere

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Freeza was sitting while his tail idly swayed behind him, Cold positioned on his own stomach. He spread the younger emperor's legs apart with ease, exposing a flushed cunt.

"Look what we have here. Seems like I wasn't the only one enjoying this," the king smiled.

"Just- hurry it up, will you."

"The eager one tonight. Rushing me won't help your case though. It'll only make this feeling worse." A large index finger grazed over the exposed clit before tapping at it. Freeza hissed in response. "Beg if you long for progress." Cold moved his gaze to Freeza's slit. "Now..." His head lowered then he began sucking on the grape colored clit, making sure it was covered in saliva. Using his tongue to leave another trail on and in between the labia.

With their difference in size, Freeza would hope that his father's fingers would stretch him wide enough to take him. So when the king slid one inside, he wasn't suprised but still cried out nonetheless. Cold grinned, looking at the other's face all while making pace. Without question, he added another.

"Garrgh! No, that's enough!" Freeza clenched his eyes shut in attempt of squeezing in any pain.

"I don't recall giving you permission to order me," the larger mutant replied, continuing slow, careful thrusts. "Besides, it would be much easier if you're loose."

After groaning in protest, he decided to block his own mouth with the back of his hand and lied down. His hole full of two moving fingers as warm walls clamped down on them. It was beginning to burn like hell.
No matter the mixture of stinging pain and odd pleasure, his clit had twitched, growing surely.

Cold couldn't help but notice, letting out a gentle hum before removing his fingers, leaving Freeza's walls coming down on emptiness and loss. A soft moan drawed from his lips. It wasn't until he felt those exact wet fingers creep into his mouth and narrowed his eyes at his father's.

"Distract yourself."

Freeza TRIED, tasting himself by licking the slick. He thought he taste peculiar but he didn't mind at all. Cold took this as assurance and slid two different fingers and probed the skin underneath with a third.