She gasped, biting her lip in the need to keep quiet. Aiko was melting and doing so fast. Pressure rapidly building, she tugged on the white strands of his hair. Her body shook and shuddered, enjoying every second of what he was doing to her. It had been a really long time since they last did anything. Older or not, Aiko loved her husband. They had children, sure, but that didn't mean they had to stop doing things to each other that felt amazing.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/><span style="color: seagreen">"We have one daddy. Where did you find nine others?"</span>he asked, closing his eyes.<span style="color: seagreen">"You're so humble, Sage. Just the sweetest girl ever. Why aren't you all about rainbows and pink and sparkles?"</span><br/><br/>Not that he minded at all. Daikon honestly didn't know if a brother would have been any better. Sage was aggressive already and put that with being a boy instead of a girl? Sage probably would have killed him before the age of four. Such a hard life to live when you were half Saiyan. Smirking, he let out a good, loud, slow fart right onto her pillow for good measure.<br/><br/><span style="color: seagreen">"Oops! Well, guess you can have it back now!"</span><br/><br/>He shifted and threw it back at his sister. The amusement was clearly on his face until he covered his nose. That one was clearly rancid and it was nearly gassing him out of his own bed.