#dbs reader

[bumblebriez]

In Heat

(Goku x Fem!Reader)

NSFW

⚠️⚠️⚠️: Just a hint of blood play, Saiyan mating bites. Swearing. Feral Goku. Intense smuttyness.

Summary: You are experiencing some sort of intense feeling, though you try to hide it. Goku notices it.

This is written in the first person view, but majority will not be. It's a very old one, which you can probably tell, the more you read. My writing is a little bit shitty but I'm trying. So what I'm saying is there will be some mistakes, don't mind them :)

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I cross my legs as I feel a sudden rush through my body, a tingling sensation. More towards my lower region. It's felt uncomfortable. Really uncomfortable.

I scrunch my face up as I feel another wave hit me.

"You okay?" I quickly look up at see my best friend BF/N, standing in the kitchen doorway.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Just don't feel too good." She grabs the milk out of the fridge, eyeing me.

"You think it's a good idea to train today?" She asks as she grabs a bowl as well.

"I'll be fine. Think it's just cramps." She just nodded in realisation.

This was nothing like cramps.

But how was I suppose to sit there and explain this feeling.

"So how you're training with Goku anyway."

At the mention of his name, I feel a wave hit me again.

"Slow. I have no idea what I'm doing. He thinks I'm doing good tho." I explain as I try to position myself.

"I'm sure. Probably staring at your ass the whole time."

Another wave.

"Hate to break it to you love. He's nothing like that. Sadly." I state, eating a heaping of my yogurt.

"I don't know girl. I've seen those stares, even he can't resist." I roll my eyes, pushing myself up from the table.

"He might be naive but he isn't dumb. If a guys likes what he sees.."

Another wave.

"Stop it." I exclaim, placing my bowl into the sink.

"Are you sure you're okay?" BF/N asks, worry washing over her face.

"I'll be fine. I promise." I reassure her, giving her a kiss on the forehead "I gotta go. Can't keep the naive man waiting."

******

I look down at my phone as I stand in the middle of the field, waiting.

Shit. I'm early.

I sigh, closing my eyes, trying to ignore the trembling feeling in my legs.

As another wave hits me, I moan lightly.

My eyes widen, I quickly cover my mouth. Embarrassed.

I shake my head, before taking a seat on the grass below me. Trying to take control of my body.

What the fuck is going on with me? I've never once had this experience. It's like.. it's like I'm edging to an orgasm...

I feel myself get wetter and wetter by the second.

What the fuck.

"Good morning Y/N!" The tingling sensation amplifies as soon as I heard his voice.

I look up at him, as he towers over me. I stare up at him, feeling myself start to heat up.

"You okay?" He asks softly. He kneels down, not taking his eyes off me. I notice his pupils dilate, the closer he gets to me.

"I'm- fin-e" I stutter out.

His eyes bore into mine, the innocent eyes replaced with unfamiliar ones.

Without any warning, Goku learns forwards on his toes, inhaling deeply.

"You smell.. incredible." My lower region tingles, sending shivers throughout my whole body. His voice was deep. Nothing I was use too. The innocent Goku was gone and replace by something more feral.

I lean back on my palms as he falls on his knees, I unconsciously open my legs. Almost like I was inviting him in.

He moves in between, I let out a breathless moan. It's feels as if he was stalking me, he was the predator, I was his prey.

I lean back on my elbows, staring up at him as he leans over me, pressing himself against me. I let out another breathless moan as I feel his hard press against my lower region.

"Goku? What's happening right now." I whisper as our faces are mere inches away from each other.

I feel him slowly start thrusting his hips against my pelvis bone.

"I don't know what's happening but all I know right now is I need you. I need to be inside you. Feel you around me as I fuck my seed into you." I gasp lightly as he continues to thrust against me.

"I want to fuck you until you fall apart in my hands" he growls softly, as he rest his forehead against mine. Our lips nearly touching.

I moan in bliss as I move my hips to match his, spreading my legs wider.

As moans flow from both parties, I take the opportunity to licks his lips, making him release another growl before capturing my lips with his.

I moan into his aggressive kiss, our tongues moving in sync which each others, teeth clanking.

He presses his hand on my neck, gripping roughly. His thrust become harder. Almost slamming into me, making me jump as I feel the fabric rubbing my already overstimulated clit over and over again.

As our kiss gets more sloppier and aggressive, I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him down with me as I rest my back on the ground. Trying to pull him closer to me. Needing him to be close to me.

I feel one of his hands paw at my over sensitive breast, squeezing it. I moan into his mouth, biting down on his lip, hard enough to draw blood. He growls at the action, pulling away to look to at me. I lean up lick the blood from his lip.

Without any warn he rips apart my top, one clean rip. Along with my bra. Freeing my breasts. He quickly captures my left breast in his mouth. I moan sharply; shoving my hands through his hair, gripping tightly.

His teeth scrap my sensitive bud, making me shiver, he slowly moves up my chest, leaving sweet kiss on my bare skin.

His lips glide over my collarbone, towards my neck. I run my hands up his back, pulling tightly at his shirt as he starts to nibble on my neck.

I gasp sharply as I feel his teeth break through the skin, he lifts his head to look me in my eyes.

I stare back at him, staring at the blood that was on his lips. As like a big tidal wave of pleasure flows through me, seeing him there with my blood coating his luscious lips, the fact that he had left a mark.

I quickly captured his lips with mine. He swallows all of my moans and whimpers as I cannot not stop extreme pleasure coursing through me.

I quickly push him back, making him sit up on his knees, him still planted nicely between my legs. I lean forward and rip apart the top of his Gi. Showing his gorgeous muscles. Abs. He lets out the most attractive, feral growl I have ever heard and rips apart my pants, along with my panties.

I quickly sit up and sit on his knees, grinding my hips. Smashing my lips against his once again.

My hands pathetically pull at the bottom of his Gi; Wanting it gone. Wanting to feel our skin touch.

I let out a soft whimper, when he starts to descend down my body, painfully slowly. Leaving sloppy kisses in his wake. Sending uncomfortable waves of pleasure through my whole body. My clit quite literally throbbing; painfully.

"Goku please~" A harsh whisper escaped my lips, having trouble forming any kind of words.

Our eyes met as Goku stared at my desperate form, his eyes more dilated than before. Without any hesitation, he was now bare in front of me. His cock hung, large and veiny. I could see it throbbing as pre cum was slowly dripping from the tip.

If I was in my normal state of mind, I'd be terrified at the size but not right now. I was determined to take him. No matter the cost. He was by far the most gorgeous thing, I had ever laid my eyes on.

Before I could process any further, Goku had roughly pushed my legs apart; lining up at my entrance. My hands dancing over his defined muscles, lightly scratching.

Without any warning or any time to think, Goku pushed into me, Hard. His hips slammed straight into my pelvis, causing a loud cried to erupt from my lips; my eyes widen at the searing pain and pleasure that rushed through my core. Goku let out a feral loud roar as I squeezed around him.

He gave me no time to accommodate his size before he started to plow into me, his hands gripping my waist tightly; knuckles starting to go white. Most likely leaving a bruise.

The pain quickly diminished, leaving me completely in utter bliss, my eyes rolled back as he continued to fuck me hard. I felt like I was on cloud nine. I couldn't put into words how good this felt. I've never felt anything like this.

I didn't care who heard at the time, I let the cries and moans leave my mouth loudly as he continued to hit the same spot over and over again.

Goku threw his head back, groans escaping his lips as he picked up his pace, which I never thought would be possible. My hands gripped his forearms tightly; my nails embedded into his skins as my eyes started to fill with tears, becoming overwhelmed with this welcomed pleasure.

My hands traveled up his arms, reaching to his neck. I pull myself up, wrapping around him. Needing to be closer. Needing to feel his skin on my mine.

Goku quickly captured his lips with mine, teeth clashing against each others. He positioned us, so that I was now sitting on his lap, pathetically moving my hips. The pace slowed for a bit as Goku let me take control. Only for a few seconds.

"Get on all fours." I swear I could've came from just how huskily and sexy his voice sounded. This wasn't the Goku that everyone knew. This was something more primal and I loved it.

I made no hesitation to listen. I simply did as I was told. As soon as I turned around to get on my knees, Goku pushes me down, my face pressed against the ground. It was only seconds he wasn't inside me. For the time I was bare I was whimpering, pressing against him. Wanting him in me now. Missing the feeling his cock gave me.

He didn't let me struggle any longer, before his harshly pushed himself in me. I screamed out as he fucked me harder than he has been, my ass bouncing back against his hips. His hand pressed against the back of my neck, holding me in place.

"This is mine." He growled lowly, causing me to shiver.

"You're mine. All mine." I couldn't form any words, they just came out in cries. I started to whimper when I felt his pace slowly, torturing slow.

"I want to hear you say it." My breathing started to catch up to me, I didn't realise what I had done.

I let out a cry as Goku pulled me up, his hand placed tightly around my neck, holding me up against him. Slowly rocking his hips against my ass, his cock pumping in and out of me slowly.

"Say it." He murmured into my ear, I tried to focus on him but all I could focus on was his cock filling me full.

"Please. I need you~" I moan quietly, as my hand travels up his forearm, resting on his hand.

"Say I'm yours." He halts his movements, causing me to whimper once again.

"I'm yours. No one else's. I'm all yours Goku. All yours." He lets out a low chuckle as he listens to my breathless words.

"That's a good girl."

As soon as those words left his mouth, he started to fuck me, harder than he has. I could feel myself coming to, his cock was slamming to right spot and I could feel myself ready to burst. All of my decency went out the window and I didn't care. I didn't care what I looked like, I didn't care how I sounded. All I cared about was this man and he was quite literally fucking the life out of me.

"I want you to cum. I want to feel you lose control all over my cock." I followed his voice, because that's exactly what I was going to do.

"You feel so good honey. You feel so amazing around my cock.  It's all yours." As he continued to moan words into my ear that was my tipping point, I could feel myself cumming and I was welcoming it. I was so ready.

"Goku- I'm gonna-!" He picked up the pace once again, going at super speed.

"That's right honey. Cum." I did as I was commanded, my body started to lose control; starting to shaking as I came all over his cock. He held me close and tightly as my body thrashed around in his arms. My cries and moans echoed through the trees.

Goku continued to plow into me, bringing me my release but he wasn't done.

"I'm not done with you yet. I told you I'm going to fuck my seed into you. You are going to be full of my cum." I laid against him as he continued to use me as his fuck toy. The moans and cries never seizing.

Before too long, his thrusts became harder and stronger, letting me know he was close but to my surprise, so was I. I've never came with a man before let alone twice, this was truly something else.

Goku turned my head so that our lips could connected, his mouth engulfed mine, capturing all of my moans that continued to fall out. I could feel him become desperate as he chased his own high, before I could expect. Goku let out another feral growl before I felt his load release into me, causing my eyes to roll to the back and that was exactly what I needed for my own release. He continued to pump in me as he rode us through our highs, they were basically in sync. It was pure bliss. Heavenly.

We tumbled to the ground, me landing softly onto his chest. Both parties are struggling to catch their breath.

 In all that 'commotion', I didn't even notice Goku had transformed; into his Super Saiyan glow.

"Goku?"

"Hmm?"

I point up towards his hair "You're Yellow." Goku pulled at a strand of his locks, his wide goofy smile return to his face "Huh. I didn't even notice." His head rolled back to rest against the ground, his hand tracing little patterns into my shoulder as I copy the same action on his chest.

He powers down, leaving him laying there with his usual spiky black hair. A small soft smile makes its way on my lips as I rest my chin on the top of my intertwined hands; staring up at the gorgeous man.

"Wanna go again?" He suddenly asks, lifting his head back up to look down at me. A shock expression makes it way on to my face. Though it seemed such an innocent suggestion, behind those eyes was something more sinister that I experienced only moments ago.

"Now? Jesus Goku. You fucked me raw." He smiles cheekily, pulling me up so that our faces are barely touching; noses brushing.

"But you're so addicting. I don't think I could get enough of you. You are so much better than training and You're mine. All mine." I felt my cheeks heat up as he squeezed me in the tight embrace.

Oh.

He was serious.

[perfectcellapologist]

Ok because it would be funny, here's my extremely incorrect head canons on the dragon ball (z and super) villains dating anyone

Frieza: If you can get past the evil I actually think he might be shockingly decent? Possessive to an UNHEALTHY degree obviously but if you meet his standards he'll wanna keep you around. He DOES have people he listens to/likes and he can be genial as long as you don't cross him. Probably smooth and refined with any flirting. Also expensive gifts, regardless of your actual tastes.

Cell: The WORST, and I'm saying this as a Cell fucker. If somehow this bug man has decided he likes you it is SO over for you. You're his now and you don't get a say in it. The only good part would be that he's easily distracted by praise, and will probably return it to you. Probably. Again he's the worst.

Super Buu: Have fun being this guy's pet! If you're unfortunate enough to get his attention somehow you'll live, but you may not enjoy it. If he's not fighting someone he's probably got you in a death grip, this man is super tactile. Terrible, but somehow less condescending than Cell.

Ginyu: Genuinely a good boyfriend 10/10 the best option of the villains. Even if you're on the good guys side, it'll confuse him, but he loves someone with convictions. He would love to compliment you and brag about you to his men. Who naturally would probably also adore you, because if their captain likes you then you must be pretty great!

Hit: Honestly he barely qualifies as a villain, but what the hell let's talk about him. He's kind of hard to pin down, I feel like if he did catch feelings he'd be super devoted. Even if he's away most of the time when he's not on a job he's probably thinking about you. He probably appreciates the opportunity to be gentle with someone. He knows he can't be around often, so he probably gives you stuff to think of him/show his affection.

Zamasu: If somehow you've got his attention he's so down bad and so mad about it. You're a mortal, he shouldn't care, but somehow you worked your way into his heart. So now you're his special mortal who no other mortal can compare to. He puts you on an unimaginably high pedestal, even if you disagree with him he blames it on "other mortals corrupting you." He simultaneously disregards you and treats you like the greatest treasure there is. Like Cell and Frieza he's extremely condescending even if he thinks he's not. He's the worst.

Goku black: A lot of second verse same as the first with this one in regards to him and Zamasu being the same guy. There are a few differences. Goku black is WAY more touchy, and smothering in his affection. He will probably share you with his other half so... Good luck.

Jiren: (again barely a villain but whatever) Honestly? Probably really awkward. If he decides he likes you he won't really know what to do, so he'll just do what makes sense. Which is just walk up and tell you directly. If you agree to go out with him you'll have to take the lead, but he honestly doesn't mind. He knows fighting, he doesn't know relationships. He's just happy to be around you.

[bones4thecats]

Some writers looking over their fics before publishing: Yes, perfect to submit. Me, not giving it a second thought as I pray to every deity I can thing of that it doesn't flop because of my rushed-typing speed and shaky-nature:

[piccoloswifers]

Piccolo X Wife!Reader

Different things you do that make your husband go 🥰🥵😏

TW: A little spicy, Sex, Violence against Frieza

Being Piccolo's wife was more than just a title, it was proof of how irresistible you were to anybody and everybody

At least, that's what Piccolo believed because nobody and nothing else was as addictive as you were. He couldn't get enough of you the moment he had met you

The needy feeling hadn't dwindled even a moment once the two of you became an official couple. If anything, it got worse the more he was exposed to your adorableness

You found yourself unintentionally catching your husband's intense attention all the time, you weren't even trying to seduce him. Really!!

Though it's your fault he has these urges to pleasure and tease you now, he wasn't insatiable like this until his first time being intimate with you

You've made a monster out of him 😏

BUT-

You genuinely turn him on without even trying and the knowledge makes your whole body flush when you really think about it

One time you're watching the Trunks and Goten play, Pan cuddled up against you as you rock baby Bulla to sleep, a soft smile on your face as you soak up the sun

You felt your husband's presence and waited for him to come sit with you, eager to lean against him and make the moment even more perfect

Only Piccolo doesn't move, instead frozen and staring at the blissfully domestic moment between you and all the little ones

He's taking in the sight of your lips, the sounds of your contented sighs, and the feeling of happiness radiating off of you and the children

He's suddenly spurred into action when you open your eyes in confusion and pout at him, overcome with the urge to squeeze you tight

"Piccolo? Are you going to come sit with u-oh~!"

You let out a happy gasp as your husband storms forward and gently(but firmly) grabs the back of your head, kissing you hard and purposefully

It's somehow hot and sweet at the same time, his fangs nipping at your lips a little too roughly before he pulls away with a flustered look, plopping himself down next to you and crossing his arms

You lean your head on him as you catch your breath, face flushed and body buzzing pleasantly, only to be embarrassed all over again when a strong arm pulls you by the hips until you're pressed tightly against Piccolo

His eyes are closed, and his lips are set in their usual frown, but you can feel his desire for you in how firmly he holds you close

At some point, you end up in his lap, and he refuses to let you move, a large hand rubbing your hip in a way that should be soothing but instead feels suggestive

Maybe you two are a little too obvious when you're returning the kids back to their parents, practically racing out the door once the drop-off happens

Not that you care all that much when suddenly your husband is pressing you against the front door and licking inside your mouth in a way that feels dirty

And especially not when he lets out a particularly delicious sounding grunt as you yank him closer by the fabric of his clothes, the two of you making heated eye contact as his tongue glides across your own

You still don't know what you did to get that reaction out of him...

Or, like the time when everyone was gathered together to face the problem of a new foe, settled next to Piccolo as Vegeta yelled at Goku for not taking things seriously

Your frown showed your worry, a feeling that only got worse when Piccolo had offered to hold off the foe to try and give Goku and Vegeta more time for their plan

You whipped your head around fast to look at him, your hand gripping his arm tightly and lips parted with protest

But he didn't even flinch, gaze locked with Goku's as he subtly shook his head at you

The only reassurance you get in that moment is when he covers your hand with his own, giving it a gentle squeeze before taking your hand off of him

You're upset at him for the rest of the day after that, torn between wanting to yell at him or needing to cling to him

So you settled for both, grabbing his big pointy ear and yelling at him for making such a huge decision without you

As much as it hurt and was embarrassing for him to treated like this, some part of him was enjoying it(freak!!!!)

Your upset reaction just reminds him of how much you love him, and that's all his mind can focus on, tuning you out unintentionally

Suddenly, he's putting a hand over your mouth and staring at you with a fond expression before he leans in close as if sharing a precious secret with you

"I love you too, Y/N."

You're too confused and flustered to even realize that he's picking you up and carrying you to the bedrooms, your legs instinctively wrapping around him

You manage to pull away between kisses, blushing when he starts nibbling and kissing down your throat instead. You can't help but hit his back before guiding his lips back to yours

"We're finishing this conversation later..!"

Your husband only smirks at you and chuckles before going back in for a rough kiss, his sharp nails digging into your hips as he pins you down suddenly

Or there was the time that you were stuck with Frieza while everyone was preparing for another tournament, the frost demon seemingly taking an interest in you

You were trying to keep the peace and not pick a fight with the crazy tyrant so you held your tongue whenever he gave you a backhanded compliment

Which was difficult when Frieza insisted that you be his escort around Earth while he was there

"Oh my~ It's amazing to me that you can keep such a lovely physique when you eat like that~"

"Huh, I suppose it is true what they say! With great age comes even greater wisdom!"

"You're so brave for going out in public in that outfit!"

Even if you had never known all the horrible things Frieza had done to your husband and friends, you're sure you would hate him just the same for all his mean girl quips

But you held strong all the same, ignoring each dig with all the grace and patience you could muster

Until Frieza realized that you and Piccolo were an item, he just couldn't resist, Frieza had to say something when he saw you coax a quick kiss out of your husband

"Oh, how precious~ It would seem that beauty has tamed the great green beast-"

Only to end up shocked when you suddenly whipped around and slapped him hard across the mouth, it wasn't even the pain that got to him, just the audacity

"I have had enough of your smart comments! I don't care what you say about me but don't you dare talk about my husband or else I'll kill you myself!"

You're hitting Frieza repeatedly, emphasizing your point when suddenly Piccolo is throwing you over his shoulder and walking away

"Goku! I want you to rip his tail off for me so I can mount it on my wall! Right above the bed! Then I want you to-HEY!"

"Haha! Anything you say, Y/N!"

You gasp and finally look back as best you can, feeling your husband's fangs nipping the meat of your ass as he carries you away from a trembling Frieza

It probably looked like Piccolo was making a retreat with you to protect you from Frieza, but the reality of the situation was that he was turned on by how fiercely you protected him

Seeing you slowly become more and more annoyed with Frieza before suddenly snapping in a rage of sexy fury was just intoxicating for him. Even more so knowing he's the reason for the snap in the first place

Piccolo starts to wonder if he's got some Saiyan in him because the sight of you making such a powerful foe cower for even attempting to insult him shouldn't be so hot

You go from angry to embarrassed as your husband nuzzles where he bit you, hitting his back and kicking your legs, which only makes him more pleased

"Mm, what a fierce little wife I have..."

You can't help but shiver when he lets out an appreciative rumble, rubbing the back of your legs to calm your kicks as he opens the bedroom door

"It's natural for me to want to protect the man I love, especially from someone who's already hurt him far too much..."

Your soft, genuine tone and the way you grip the back of his cape is what does him in, tossing you down onto the bed and climbing on top of you in a way that could only be described as predatory

Somehow, in a drunken heavy fog of pleasure, you catch your husband mumbling something under his breath before diving back in to give you a bruising kiss, pushing his body flush against yours as if trying to fuse with you

"You're going to be death of me, I swear..."

You can only moan and dig your nails a little harder into his back, locking him against you with your legs around his hips

"Ha...if you die...take me with you..."

Those are only a few instances of Piccolo's melting for you, the reality of it is that there isn't a single day that goes by that Piccolo isn't getting some form of cuteness aggression because of you

And if it's not cuteness aggression, then he's straight up getting turned on

But it's not like you don't jump your husband's bones over little things too, you two were far too infatuated with each other not to

Piccolo is so obviously whipped for you that Chi-Chi and Bulma often whine about how jealous they are of your marriage

You can't help it though, you two are so ridiculously addicted to each other

[blossombriefs]

NSFW Headcanons | Broly Edition [18+]

When you first met Broly to absolutely no surprise he didn't have any experience. It was down to you to teach him everything you knew, and oh boy was he a fast learner.

He's so attentive to your needs. As soon as he picks up on something you really like him doing he makes sure he does it better than anyone you've fucked before. Using his mouth? Using his fingers? You bet he's doing it best.

He gets set off so easily. Whisper the tiniest little dirty thing in his ear and he WANTS you.

I feel that he's more a grunter than a moaner.

His favourite positions I could see being doggy or missionary. He'd either love having you bent over with his big hands gripping your back, or, he'd love you being under his massive body.

He could go for hours. That Saiyan stamina is unmatched.

On the subject his pull out game isn't the best. He gets so lost in the moment.

I feel like he'd love having sex in the shower. Just the steamy nature of it would be so hot to him.

To absolutely no surprise I think Broly is PACKING down there. Realistically about 9 inches with a massive pair of balls I can't lie.

Broly loves it when you moan in his mouth. He goes feral for it.

Similarly to Goku I feel like he'd really be into voyeurism (maybe I should write that...). The thought of being watched while he rails you turns him on so much, especially since he's animalistic in doing so.

He wouldn't smash you in his super saiyan form. He'd be too scared he'd hurt you.

I feel like his favourite type of girl is thicc girlies who are loud and funny (I mean look at Cheelai). He would go for someone who was his opposite. He likes a challenge in battle so of course he'd like one in the bedroom too.

[pfpanimes]

⌕ dragon ball • vegeta.

like or reblog if you save/use.

[actuallysaiyan]

My bad can u do a 17 prompt for broly?

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, virginity loss for Broly, semi-public sex, reader and Broly get caught| dividers: @/adornedwithlight

Being tasked with teaching Broly how to live on Earth wasn’t easy. He was like a huge puppy dog, wanting to learn but also just following you around and just being so naive about a lot of things. Still, you enjoyed his company and you felt terrible about how he had grown up.

Broly was loyal to you. During the day, he’d train with Vegeta and Goku. And in the evenings, he’d come back to your apartment and he would spend time with you. You cooked him dinner, doted on him like a mother would her child. Broly found so much comfort within you.

And you knew that he was dangerous. You had been warned that he could be reckless and transform and lose control. But so far, things are going really well. You found yourself enjoying the company of the big Saiyan more than you could have ever believed.

Then he begins to develop feelings for you. You’re so beautiful and smell so good. Your smile makes his heart race in the best way possible. He doesn’t know what these feelings are but he knows he doesn’t want them going away. He wants them to stay and keep giving him that warmth deep inside of him.

With those feelings, something else begins to build inside of him. Something new that he didn’t know existed before. Or maybe he did and the trauma of his father made him forget all about it. It was the need to breed. The want to hold you close and slip inside your tight, wet walls and fuck you until you’re crying and whimpering.

Broly doesn’t quite understand those feelings and he does what he can to keep them locked away, but the issue is that the more time he spends with you, the more these feelings come out to play. The more he sees you in a different light.

And this is what leads you to this moment. Broly has you pinned up against the wall and he’s kissing you sloppily. You’re both at one of Bulma’s parties and he has you in this room not far off the party room. Someone is bound to find you, but you can’t bring yourself to care properly.

“So wet,” Broly grunts as he’s spearing you on his cock.

It’s so big, you’re amazed that it even fits inside of you. The minute the tip kisses your sweet spot, you’re a goner. Your thighs shake and you squeak in pleasure. Broly loves the sounds you’re making just for him. He continues to pump up into you, loving the way you look right now. If he could continue to make you feel so good like this, he would be a very happy Saiyan.

Every thrust seems to reach even deeper inside of you. You’re already a mess, barely hanging on as you babble to Broly about how good it feels. Your dress is bunched up but you know that it’s going to be soaked with your juices and his release because of how sloppy he’s being with you.

He presses his face against your neck, nipping and biting to mark you up. Nobody else was going to lay claim to you. You were his and that was all that everyone needed to know.

The door opens and Bulma stands there shocked. Broly turns to look at her, not stopping his thrusts at all. She blushes and her eyes are so wide.

“Eh sorry…I’ll just be…”

She slams the door. You’d be embarrassed if you weren’t having your guts rearranged by the big Saiyan. And Broly…well, he’s loving every minute of this despite the sudden intrusion.

[xcherricutie]

⟡ 𓆩 angelic toxins 𓆪 ⟡

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦

[Yandere!Son Goku × F!Reader]

[word count - 2k]

[synopsis - Love is a foreign concept to Goku. So he doesn't understand why you make him so sick, why he can't stand to be around you and not have you in his arms. His love twists into something out of his control when he loses you]

[tags - yandere, possessive behavior, obsession, blood, death, toxic love, angst]

[notes - I wrote the first 800 words of this at 1 in the morning, and the second half I kind of forced myself to write. I've had a lack of creativity, inspiration, and been in a writing rut for a few months now, so it may not be the best. I tried lol]

[Semi-proofread]

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Something about you pulled Goku in like a reel. Like you knew exactly what you were doing, slowly and carefully pulling Goku into a deep trap from which he could never escape. The deeper he fell, the more he wondered what sort of toxin, what sort of poison you must've slipped him that made him so dizzy for you. Just your mere presence sent his heart and mind into a spiral that went deeper and deeper, digging a hole in his heart. 

You invaded his mind at every waking moment. There was no peace from the insanity that you wreaked within him. No matter how much he ran, it felt like you were at every corner, waiting for him to fall back into your arms. The kicker? You didn't even know you did this to him. It was obvious in the way you acted; only getting as close as a friend comfortably could. You never initiated physical contact, never said anything remotely flirtatious. You were a best friend for all intents and purposes. 

Goku was not an emotional person. It wasn't something he quite understood. He didn't know how to react when overwhelmed with intense emotion. It festered deep inside him, worsening with every dream you appeared to him in, like an angel descending from the heavens just for him. Goku couldn't place what it was that had him following you like a sick puppy. He equally loved everything about you, from your bubbly, kind but shy personality, to the way your hair framed your face, shielding your sweet, soft skin from the setting sun. You truly were an angel in his world. 

After his emotions had overwhelmed him to the point of melting an irreparable hole in his heart, he had finally asked for help from his closest friend and confidante, Bulma. And that was when the final piece that he had been unable to see this whole time finally revealed itself, like a blindfold had been lifted from his eyes. He was madly in love with you, and had been for nearly two years. Two years of suffering in silence, watching you from the corner of his eyes at their gathering of friends. Two years of his chest aching with a pain unlike anything he had ever experienced watching you give everyone attention but him. Two years of his love festering and spiraling almost out of his control. Emotions weren't Goku's strong point. In fact, they were known to be explosive before. 

It all had happened so fast. Goku's life was always a blur, but it was too much, too fast. A fight had broken out, and Goku had to get involved. It unraveled faster than he could control. 

People die. It's a natural cycle of life. You live, you experience life, and you die. Goku had seen his fair share of death before, and often had to go out of his way to reverse it via the Dragon Balls. But this was different. Because this time, it wasn't just anyone, it was you. 

The very second Goku realized what had happened, he was at your side in an instant. You were just a small, frail human. Humans were fragile. You weren't supposed to be there, you weren't supposed to follow Goku, you should've stayed put where he had told you to. You never listened to Goku, and now it would cost you gravely. 

Blood trickled out of places you didn't know possible, namely your ears. They rang louder than the explosions going off in the distance. You couldn't hear Goku's voice as he lifted you by your shoulders, pain streaking through your body, burning you alive. You couldn't move your fingers; you couldn't beg your arm to lift itself and wipe the tears that streamed down his bloodied cheeks. 

People die, it's natural. You live and experience life. But you felt as though you had squandered your chance to truly live. You had been a coward, and never spoke of the feelings that had lingered within your heart, lest they be unrequited. 

Your lips, cracked and sticky with blood, parted as a whisper of your broken voice slipped out. You could only hope your words reached him, and your voice hadn't already failed you like your hearing had. 

“I love you, I'm sorry.” 

You felt Goku's fingers digging into your skin. He squeezed his eyes shut, lashes wet with tears, teardrops dripping down from his cheeks. A single thought crossed your mind as you realized you had never seen Goku cry. After all, he wasn't an emotional person. 

He pulled you close, your forehead pressed against his shoulder. Heat brushed against you, clashing with the freezing cold sensation that had begun to settle within you, like you were slowly sinking into a frozen pond. Spots blurred your vision, melting away into a darkness unlike anything you had ever experienced, like you were falling into a sleep from which you would never wake, your permanent slumber. Goku's jaw moved, like he was speaking, but no words reached you. Only pure silence, and the fading feeling of his warmth. It was cold, but you couldn't remember why anymore, and you couldn't remember why you missed the warmth. 

A moment of silence passed, and it was just the two of you in the entire world. If only it were other circumstances that caused this feeling, of being alone with you. And now you were slipping away, leaving him all alone. 

Then that moment passed, taking it with you. Your body grew cold and stiff, your last breath the scent of Goku as he held you. Laying you down to rest, his eyes lingered on the dull color of your own. It was the first time Goku had seen the life fade from someone's eyes, the vibrant color that had once made him smile now a far cry from the lifeless eyes that gazed up at him. 

Within the festering of his own emotions, a coil pulled tight, his fingers digging into your cold arms. If only he had paid more attention, noticed the danger you were in. If only he were stronger. You had depended on him, and he failed you. It was all his fault. 

And suddenly, that coil snapped, like he had blacked out. He didn't remember what happened, and only came to the day after. He thought it was a dream, until it was broken to him that you were still gone. Everything hit him all at once just like before, his chest burning, like his heart was simply going to pop. 

Against Bulma's recommendations, telling him he needed rest, Goku had left with the Dragon Ball radar. It was just like all the other times. He had seen people die before, and many times he had brought them back with the Dragon Balls. 

The minute your eyes peeked open once again, the vibrant color that Goku had come to know returning, you were suddenly smothered in a searing, suffocating kiss. Fingers dug into your soft flesh, holding you down against himself as Goku burned a kiss into your lips. You were all his now, and he swore to himself you would never leave his sight again. 

Your life never returned to normal. Goku was your best friend, you knew him as well as you knew yourself, but something wasn't right anymore. He didn't feel like the same person. Something about him had changed after your death. 

You first noticed a difference when he never left your side, and you swore his eyes never left you. The first few days after your resurrection, Bulma had requested you to stay at her place just to make sure you were all good. Goku never left your room, not even when you were sleeping. One night, you stirred awake, an unsettling feeling sinking into your stomach. Alarms blared in the back of your mind, the very base of your instincts telling you that there was a predator nearby, about to pounce. You could feel it, his eyes on you. Burning holes through your back. Never leaving you alone. 

You forced your panic deep down and closed your eyes, telling yourself to sleep. It was just Goku. He was your best friend. You knew him like you knew yourself. You thought you did. But this was new. 

Now every night, you were waking up around the same time, feeling his stare on you. Until the third night, when you awoke, something felt different. You no longer felt his eyes on you. 

Instead, you felt a pair of arms wrapped tightly around you, holding you against his chest. Your blood ran cold, your heart thumping wildly in your chest. You tried to calm your heart, reminding yourself that you were a couple now, but the way he had been acting every night made you wary. Was he awake? Did he know you were awake? 

Slowly, hesitantly, you turned your body over, turning to face Goku. You let out a nearly audible sigh of relief to see his eyes shut, mouth wide open as he snored softly. Perhaps you had been wrong about everything, and was simply paranoid thanks to your death. There was also the chance that Goku was paranoid as well, and hadn't been able to sleep the last few days. 

The thought helped to calm you, allowing yourself to relax against his chest. For a moment, it felt as though your life was finally falling back into normalcy. You failed to notice his grip on you tightening, his eye peeking open to look down at you. 

It felt like an eternity before Bulma finally dismissed you, saying you were in good health. You were excited to finally get to return to your home and get some proper rest. 

Then Goku followed you home. He was immediately following after you as you left for your home, whining about you leaving him. He gave you that goofy grin you always knew, but something about it felt off, disingenuous. You pushed it down, chalking it up to paranoia again. 

You let Goku into your home. It wasn't his first time being there, but this time, it felt like you had unleashed something into your house, like you were the prey that had its territory invaded by a predator. The grin that he gave you as he closed the door behind him, not bothering to hide as he locked it making your heart sink. 

He promised that it was just to keep you safe. You were fragile, as he had put it. It suddenly felt like you were trapped in your own home, the walls closing in on you as he stepped forward. He promised you he would never let anything happen to you again. You were all his now. He promised it. 

His fingers gripped your arms tightly, nausea swirling within you as love festered within him. Love turned into possessiveness, and possessiveness turned into obsession. He was hooked on the poison that was you, his delicate angel that he had to protect. 

His lips were against your own, teeth digging into your bottom lip, your eyes watering. Where had your love gone? This wasn't the same man you had fallen in love with before your death. You thought you knew him as well as yourself. You truly thought you did, but this wasn't what you knew. 

“I love you, I'm sorry.” 

Goku apologized. He knew his love had spiraled out of control. After all, it was a well-known fact that, despite not being an emotional person, his emotions could become explosive. He would never be able to let you go again. You were his, and he was yours. 

Something about you drove him to madness. Like you knew exactly what you were doing, faking your innocence, but he knew it was real. You were his innocent angel, who had no idea what sort of effect you had on him. But you loved him, and now you had fallen into a trap of his own setting. 

You were an angel, and he wasn't afraid to taint you with his love.

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ -cherricutie

[tytarax]

Ummm Catcalling?

Imagine a reader is walking around with Beerus and Whis

Some dude uses catcalling on the reader and kind of goes a little "hi a babe! Nice ass”

On The "cat sound" is responded to by Beerus. The rest is responded to by Wis (either he realizes it's an insult to the reader and turns the joke on himself, or he thinks he's the one who's considered handsome. Either all together) - oooh you really think I'm gorgeous? I'm flattered!

That dude is definitely swearing and showing disgust lol

... I'll go with it, don't know what to say (A mosquito bit me and my leg is killing me)

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You strolled down the street, flanked by Whis and a slightly grumpy Beerus, who was busy complaining about the lack of gourmet food on Earth. It was looking like a peaceful outing, until some random guy decided to ruin it.

"Hey baby! You got a nice ass!" the stranger called out, followed by an obnoxious "meow!"

The sound barely had time to echo before Beerus' ears twitched. He stopped mid-step, his eyes narrowing as he turned to the guy.

"Did you just...?" Beerus didn't even want to finish that question. His tail flicked behind him as he tilted his head, looking more curious than angry... for now.

Before the guy could say something, Whis stepped in, a hand on his staff and a wide, amused grin spreading across his face. "Oh my, such a bold compliment! I'm flattered!"

The catcaller blinked, his expression breaking under Whis' gaze. "What!? No! I wasn't-"

"Oh, nonsense!" He interrupted, pressing a hand to his cheek with mock humility. "I know what I heard. Such keen observation! Although, I do admit my figure is quite divine."

After making the guy uncomfortable enough...

Beerus rolled his eyes, "Mortals are so tiresome. Let's find food before I destroy something."

Whis turned to you with a wink, "Well, I must say, it's rare to be the object of such attention. Perhaps I should take it as a sign I'm still in my prime"

You couldn't help but laugh. "You two really are.... Let's go for something to eat"

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Don't forget to kick the nuts of anyone who does that in real life

Masterpost

DBS Masterlist

[callistodisco]

i find it crazy dragon ball is one of "the big three" and single-handedly one of the most influential yet still prevalent pieces of media, yet fanfics are SO slow

jjk is getting 3 uploads an hour and db boys are getting stuff like once a day

its also criminal how little Raditz content there is, if i cant find the crumbs then i'll make them so send in reqs

[angel-whis]

guys guys guys this one is even better

[makorinhitaki]

[gamblersdoll]

brolys concept of love is .. skewed.

he only knows his father, cheelai, and leemo. but he does think he loved his father before he perished at the hands of frieza, but he does still love him.

even if he finally comes to terms that paragus didnt properly raise him as a son, he loved him. thats all he had when he was banished to vampa.

but with you? its… frustrating, it feels foreign.

he knows he likes giving you things that look pretty, or just cute. hes given you rocks, because he thinks that they have their own beauty within them. how did he come up with this? well, he inspected it at first, it was just some brown rock that was rough and dry on the outside. but, he breaks it, seeing the new shiny and crystalized structure inside.

and he gives that to you.

he also doesnt like vegeta or beerus around you. it makes his chest tight, like a sense of protection should be around you. but, you always assure him that youre okay, like he wants you to be.

and dont get me started on the fact he wanders when he looks for you. yall ever seen a corso or doggo argentino just wander? and its a whiny thing? thats him. he checks each room and when he doesnt find you, he gets nervous.

because what if you had left? where did you go? it takes a toll on him, because you were really all he trusted. cheelai and leemo were there, sure. but you were just… different from them. he panics, almost losing himself and having to have goku or vegeta calm him and guide him to you is a concurrent thing.

he also needs your comfort at night.

the first nightmare of you was you leaving, never leaving a trace.. or your death. it freaks him out, because he remembers paragus’ death, and he blamed himself when he was told. it took months for you to finally tell him that it wasnt his fault, it couldnt have been.

and hes up like a light, doing the deep breathing exercises that you taught him and clutching ba’s ear.

his feet pad against the floor, eyes filled with grogginess and find your sleeping frame in your own bed. he lightly taps you, you moaning and turning to him. “hello.”

“what is it, baby?” you say, a smaller voice yet stronger southern accent comforting him. “had a nightmare?”

he nods, a pout in his face and he’s trying his best to not tear up.

“c’mere..” you say, scooting to the side of your bed and watching him crawl into it. it was slightly amusing, a big saiyan crawling into a small bed. “you wanna talk about it?”

“no, i dont.” he says, facing you and watching your frame. “am i allowed to.. touch you?” he asks cautiously, big hand on your shoulder.

you looked beautiful, even in the darkness of the day.

you nod, getting closer to him and radiating your heat to him. and he feels safer, like he knows youre not going anywhere and that he wont have to grieve you, either.

he knew that he was in love with you when you watched him finally go super saiyan, and you cheered in joy. he feels himself get giddy, his chest tighter, and he wants to cry from feeling joy.

he just couldnt tell you yet.

[bones4thecats]

Me, everyday: "I'm gonna be productive and do so much more writing and drawing!" Me, hearing beep of a new video based on my interests:

[sweetheartsnips]

Random DBZ characters x GN reader first date headcanons

Just dropping some HCs off for some underappreciated DBZ/DBS characters.

This is just some fluff, really. SFW but I am an 18+ blog so minors DNI as per usual. Gender neutral reader.

Enjoy!

Piccolo

Piccolo would take you somewhere peaceful and intimate, where the two of you could have some privacy. Probably to a remote waterfall or pond where he usually meditates–places that are comfortable and familiar to him that are unlikely to overwhelm either of you.

He would approach a first date with quiet intensity, almost as if it were a goal that needed to be overcome. Despite the outward air of seriousness, deep down he would be quite nervous and awkward, purely because he would want to do a good job and impress you. 

Piccolo would show his care in quiet yet practical ways. Ensuring that you’re comfortable outside, making sure you’re warm, or subtly positioning himself between you and anything that has the smallest chance of being a threat (death glaring a wasp).

Never one for small talk, conversation would be minimal at first, with long stretches of comfortable silence. However, do not be surprised if he tries to share some existential wisdom from his training, or try to teach you about the nature around you. There is also a chance he cracks a dry, sarcastic joke. Making you laugh would make his heart skip a beat.

If the date ends well, he might offer an almost hesitant, yet fond nod, or give your head a little pat before parting ways, until you meet again. 

Zamasu 

Zamasu would take you somewhere grand, somewhere he would consider ‘sophisticated’. Perhaps an elegant tea house (with all the flavours and sweet treats), or a floating temple: somewhere where he could flex his knowledge of the universes to you. 

He would have complete confidence in his ability to woo you, prior to your date. He is a divine being, after all. 

Zamasu would initially act polite and composed, displaying impeccable manners, but his arrogance would quickly reveal itself. Throughout your date, he would speak at length about his beliefs, monologing about justice and how transitory mortal life is.

However, he would consider you somebody ‘worthy of his caliber’, and this would be evident in his small gestures. Things like resting a hand on your back, or maybe even linking his arm with yours. All while trying to hide the blush on his cheeks and the glances he was sneaking at you. 

If you challenged or questioned his views, he’d laugh, intrigued yet slightly annoyed. He wouldn’t admit to enjoying his time with you, but he would find you intellectually stimulating, particularly when you point out that life being short can sometimes be a good thing. 

“You are… different from the other mortals.”

Whether that’s a compliment or a warning, time would tell. 

Android 17

17 would offer a date with a casual, adventurous atmosphere. Maybe a hike around the island, or a quiet walk along an empty beach in the stillness of sunset.

He wouldn’t get too carried away planning for the date or getting himself ready, he believes that less can be more, and doesn’t want to make you nervous with an extravagant arrangement. 

17 would not be one for flowery compliments, but he would show his interest through little acts, like letting you hold onto him while walking on uneven ground, or teaching you about all the animals on the island with a confident smile. He would love how your eyes would light up when he showed you an animal or plant you’d never seen before. Or when you’d ask him questions about nature, and he could sate your curiosity with his vast knowledge. 

If you asked him about himself to get to know him better, he would avoid answering directly and with a smirk. But if you were persistent enough, he might share something insightful that would linger in your mind (like hinting at the fact that he is an android!). 

When your date would come to an end, he’d give a short, genuine “This was nice,” before heading off, leaving just enough mystery to make you want to see him again. 

Caulifla 

Caulifla would treat her date more like a fun challenge rather than a traditional romantic outing. No flowers or chocolates here, folks. She would take you somewhere unorthodox like a bustling evening street market, a high-energy race, or maybe even invite you to come watch her beat somebody up. 

Whilst getting ready, Caulifla would act like she had you totally bagged, more so to convince herself so she didn’t have a nervous meltdown and call for Cabba. 

During your date, she wouldn’t openly admit she’s having a great time, but her excited grin and how she would linger close to you would be a dead giveaway. If you really rub off on her, she might give you a playful swat. “You’re not half bad. Don’t get soft on me, though.” 

She would tease you, poking at your cheeks and making fun of your blush. Not enough to actually upset you, of course, but enough to ruffle your feathers and make you swoon. Expect lots of light-hearted physical contact: hand-holding or resting her chin on your shoulder. 

Caulifla is not one for shy or coy goodbyes. If you’re lucky, she might just pull you into a hurried, impulsive kiss before dashing off with a cocky wink and a wave. 

Hit

The stoic assassin would like to keep things cool and minimalistic, choosing a location that is quiet but not too personal. Maybe a chill bar late at night, or a rooftop overlooking the city. Somewhere inconspicuous, where he can enjoy your company. 

Hit would approach your date with his usual calm, ignoring the flicker of nerves in his stomach. He was a successful hitman, but going on a date with you was seemingly enough to make him second guess himself.

He would not partake in a lot of small talk, content for there to be quiet between your conversations. But when he does speak, each word is deliberate and meaningful. He would keep tabs on your surroundings with a watchful eye, making sure that the two of you would not run into any situations that would endanger your safety. 

Hit would observe you closely, noting every small shift in your body language, every reaction and expression on your face. Not to be intrusive, but just calculating and analytical. He would remain respectful, but he would also admire your appearance quietly. If you could keep up with his cryptic, dry humour, he might give you a tiny smile. 

Afterwards, he would say something simple but meaningful. “I don’t usually make time for things like this, but I’m glad I did.” 

Then he would be gone, before you could even say goodbye. Not before he asked you out for a second date, of course.

[blossombriefs]

Chateau | NSFW Vegeta OneShot [18+]

AN: I honestly couldn’t help myself. I had to write about my favourite DB boi. I’ve been planning one for a little while so I hope you all enjoy it! Summary: The gang all go on vacation together after the events of the Buu saga, however, there is more on Vegeta's mind than meets the eye. Title namesake: 'Chateau' by Blackbear Content: Sexual and mature content. Vegeta and Bulma are not together and Trunks doesn’t exist. The reader is related to Chi-Chi. Praise kink. Oral sex. Teasing. Mentions of a breeding kink. Vegeta is a cocky mf, I kinda made him a lil down bad during the confession. Word count: 2.7K

After taking on Majin Buu, the gang all decided it was time to take a huge vacation together before trying to find some normality. Mr Satan had booked and paid for everyone to go to a beachfront villa. Your sister Chi-Chi had invited you along with her family; her husband Goku and their two kids. You packed your suitcase with everything you'd need; bikinis, sunscreen, water bottles, towels. You were ready to spend time with your friends and loved ones.

On arrival, everyone seemed over the moon to be there, all apart from one. Sulking behind the group carrying his bags was Vegeta. You couldn’t help but notice the tension that was radiating from the proud prince. Determined to lift his spirits, you hung behind the group and approached him with a warm smile.

“Hey Vegeta,” you greeted him. Out of genuine concern and with a tilt of your head, you continued “What’s the matter?”

“Oh great, Kakarot’s insufferable bride’s equally as insufferable sister.” He said with an eye roll. When he glanced at you, you clocked his expression softening slightly. He grumbled, “It’s nothing that concerns you, woman,”

Refusing to be thrown off by his brash tone, you persisted. “Come on, Vegeta, we’re all here to relax and have fun.”

He hesitated for a moment, seemingly caught off guard by your display of persistence. After a heavy sigh, he muttered, “Fine. I suppose you’re right. But I don’t see the point in all this frivolity.”

You placed a gentle hand on his arm, feeling the tension in his muscles ease ever so slightly at the touch. “Sometimes we all just need a break from the chaos, the training, the battles. Let’s just make the most of this time together.”

Vegeta glanced down at your hand on his arm, accidentally letting his expression softed further. He didn't pull away, instead, he found himself oddly comforted by your touch.

"Fine," he muttered, this time with a little less hostility. "But don't expect me to participate in any ridiculous beach games or play happy families with Kakarot's kids."

You chuckled, a sound that caught Vegeta and even yourself a little off guard. "Fair enough. Just promise me you'll try to enjoy yourself, even if it's just a little bit."

Vegeta's response was a grunt, but there was a flicker of acceptance in his eye. With that, you two joined up with everyone in the villa. It was a gorgeous place to call home for a few weeks. The wooden walls and wall-height glass windows overlooked the sea and the beach. Chi-Chi ran through the room plans. Goku and her, of course, took the biggest bedroom in the villa. Gohan and Videl were downstairs in another large bedroom. Goten had his own room near his parents which was the smallest. You were in your own room in the back corner of the uppermost floor next door to Vegeta's room. You leaned down to pick up your bags to start heading upstairs however were met with a shoulder nudging you out of the way. You looked over to see Vegeta leading the way. "Let me get these."

Days passed by in a blur of sunshine, laughter and relaxation. You spent time relaxing with your sister and niece-in-law on the beach while Goku, Gohan and Goten played in the roaring, crisp waves. Gradually, you even saw Vegeta come around to the idea of a vacation. He maintained his aloof demeanour, often preferring solitary walks on the beach or continuing to train behind everyone's backs in the villa's gym. However, there were a few moments when you caught him watching everyone with a hint of longing in his eyes. On this particular occasion, you heard the sliding door click open from the villa. You turned around to see him sporting just a dark blue pair of swimming shorts and a pair of black flip-flops. You hoped your sunglasses hid your eyes as you found yourself drawn to his perfectly chiselled body, toned legs and muscular arms. Sweat dripped down him in the blistering sun as it was clear he had finished another gym session. You let out a flustered sigh as he stretched, looking out in Goku's direction as he made his way down the beach.

"Y/N!" you heard a screech from beside you. You turned your head as your eyes met Chi-Chi's. She held a glare but quickly started to laugh hysterically.

"W-what!?" you responded, shuffling back awkwardly on your towel.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" she answered, "Older sister's intuition tells me that you're eyeing up Vegeta!"

"I am not!" you argued back. Chi-Chi only persisted in making a mockery of you. You rolled your eyes as you tried to play off your sister's teasing, but deep down, you couldn't deny the truth behind her words. There was something about Vegeta that drew you in, something beyond his tough exterior and gruff demeanour. You wanted to break that hard exterior.

As the days passed you found yourself spending more and more time with Vegeta. You started accompanying him to the gym or on his beachside walks. You both were simply enjoying each other's company in the villa. Despite his initial reluctance, he seemed to appreciate having someone to confide in, someone he could talk to about the heavy weight of his past and the struggles that he had faced.

On the sixth night of the vacation, the two of you found yourselves sitting side by side on the beach once again, watching as the sun dipped below the horizon in a blaze of fiery tones that reflected off the clear waters below. The gentle sound of the waves filled the air, a soothing backdrop to the tension that crackled between you.

You sat flushed to one another, you accepted in your head that you didn't think Vegeta would want to be any closer. His eyes fixated forward as you broke the silence, "It's beautiful isn't it."

Vegeta tore his gaze away from the horizon, turning to look at you with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. "Yes, you could say that... but I don't think it's the most beautiful thing on this beach."

You tilted your head, blinking a little in surprise. You felt your heart skip a beat, "Vegeta..."

He reached out his hand to brush against yours in a tentative gesture. "You know I'm not good with emotions, woman. I've been trying to deny it, push anything I feel aside," he confessed, his voice rough with emotions. "But I feel like I have to be honest with you. I don't find you annoying. I-"

Your breath caught in the back of your throat at his confession, your mind reeling with a whirlwind of emotions. You hadn't dared entertain the idea that Vegeta could ever feel the same way that you did. His vulnerability lit a fire in your chest, he lay his heart bare before you. Without hesitation, you leaned in closer as your lips met his. A spark ignited between the pair of you. He didn't deny your kiss, gripping your wrist as his lips matched yours. When you eventually pulled back, you were breathless and craved more. In the moment all you could see was Vegeta and all Vegeta could see was you. Nothing else mattered except the two of you embracing under the starlit sky. The world was slowly drawn into focus, and the sounds of the ocean crashing against the shore filled the air. You gazed deeply into Vegeta's eyes, seeing his vulnerability there took your breath away.

"I didn't expect this," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Me neither," you confessed as a smile tugged the corners of your lips. You let your fingers trace his knuckles as you looked up and into his dark eyes, "I want you Vegeta."

He nodded as he leaned in, again claiming your lips as his. His hand sat comfortably on the side of your neck, his fingers tracing your jaw as he slipped his tongue gently into your mouth. You moaned softly, again matching his movements as your tongue swirled against his. Your hands raced through his dark hair, tugging it with your fingers as his moans matched yours. As he pulled away again, you fluttered your lashes with an innocent smile, "My room or yours?"

Without hesitation, Vegeta gripped your hand tightly as he marched back into the villa past everyone in the living room who were gathered to watch TV over dinner. Chi-Chi shot you a glance with a wink accompanying it and you could hear Goku question it as you reached the top of the stairs. "What was that about Chi-Chi?"

Vegeta shoved the door to his room open with his free hand, instantly closing it over once you were inside as he forced you against it. His warm breath greets your neck followed by his lips. Your moans were gentle, your hands gripped to his shoulders. He tugged gently at your skin with his fangs, revelling in the sounds coming from your lips. He grunted, "You do things to me, woman."

"Not as much as you do to me..." you whisper, pressing a playful kiss against his cheek. "My prince..."

Hearing that only got him more riled up. You could feel his hard cock push against your thigh through his shorts. He needed you now. Jumping up in his arms, he kept you held up by your thighs as you both continued making out. Vegeta directed you to the bed, throwing you down harshly as he pulled his tank top over his wide shoulders, dropping it on the floor. "Maybe if you're a good girl, your prince will reward you."

"Don't play coy. I've seen you eyeing me like a piece of meat this entire vacation. You've been begging for me to fuck you." You shook your head with a gentle bite of your lip, drawing a chuckle from the Saiyan's lips. You could only look up hungrily at his body, a smirk plastering his face as he undid the string of his shorts, "I'd be lying if I wasn't doing the same. Why do you think I was hiding out in that gym? Seeing you in that swimwear set me off more than I'm willing to admit."

As his shorts fell, you caught a glimpse of his massive cock as it sprung against his stomach. It was long, girthy and solid hard, craving your touch. He outstretched his finger and beckoned you towards him, "I want you to take me in your mouth."

You were quick to oblige, slowly crawling to the edge of the bed as you gripped his hard length in your hand. Your fingers could barely make it around his shaft. You looked up at him, your touch clearly making him fold as you gently began to suck on his tip. His moan was loud this time, his hand gripping your hair tightly as you stroked him at the same time. His eyes immediately shut, his mouth hanging open as he let more moans escape his lips, "Fuck, ah! Good girl. Such a good girl!"

You allowed your mouth to travel further down his shaft, your wrist twisting as you kept your grip on him. He couldn’t help but mumble and moan as he was like putty in your hands. You slipped off the bed and onto your knees, continuing to look on as you pleasured Vegeta. Your tongue pressured on the base of his cock, and your little kitten licks around his tip making him louder, you did everything right for him. You could feel his dick twitch, he was ready to cum in your mouth, but with one swift motion, he pulled you back to your feet. “Fuck… your turn.”

You were caught by surprise as Vegeta lowered you back down onto the bed on your back, gripping your tiny shorts as he slid them down your thighs. His eyes focused on what was waiting for him. “You’re soaking… I’ve barely even touched you, woman.”

He grasped your shoulders, turning you with your back to his chest as his hand slid down your torso, tugging at your panties hard to drive a moan out of your lips as the fabric rubbed off everything sensitive. He smiled, clearly loving to toy with you. Eventually, your panties were off and on the floor along with the rest of your clothes. He couldn’t help but let his fingers explore further down towards your heat. He circled your clit with his thumb, purring at the sound of your moans escaping your mouth. The louder you were, the harder he’d go, he knew he was pleasing you and he loved every second of it. You stuttered, your brain turning to mush, “V-Vegeta… fuck… so good…”

“I love how loud you are, Y/N, fuck!”

“K-keep going!”

He allowed his fingers to drift down more, keeping his thumb on your clit as he slid two of his fingers inside you. Keeping himself at a steady rhythm, he penetrated you deeper and deeper as he had one set goal in his mind. He wanted you to cum.

It wouldn't take him long to achieve it. You let out a high moan as you found yourself releasing onto Vegeta’s hand. He smirked in a cocky manner as he ground himself to a halt. You looked at him, your eyes watering as you panted heavily. “Fuck… I've never…”

“Shh…” he hushed you, sliding his wet fingers into your mouth. Your eyes widened in surprise as you gently suckled on them. “Taste how good you are, c'mon. That's a good girl…”

The back and forth was hot, intense, and absolutely nothing short of mind-blowing. You both clearly had one goal in mind now. Vegeta pinned you to the mattress, removing your shirt before positioning himself with your ankles on his shoulders. Slowly but surely he slid inside you, the size of his huge, hard cock stretching against you as he slowly thrust in. You gazed up at him, his eyes drifting back into yours as he grunted loudly in pure bliss. You whimpered with each thrust, Vegeta refusing to hold back as he picked up the pace, each movement pushing him deeper inside you.

“You want me to cum inside you? Is that what you want?” his voice was higher, it was clear he was close. His hands squeezed your thighs tightly as he moved in closer. You wrapped your legs tightly around his waist and basked in his loud callouts. Suddenly, he grabbed your face, his mouth just mere centimetres from yours as he repeated himself. “C’mon, tell me you want me to cum inside you.”

“Please Vegeta,” you begged, the roughness of his movements introducing you to a high you’d never felt before. “Please cum inside me.”

He smirked, letting a gasped laugh out as he buried his head into your chest. He was so close but so were you. You directed your nails to his shoulder blades, clawing in desperation as Vegeta left marks along your collarbone. The prince was whiny, you couldn’t help but love listening to him.

“I-I’m” you called out, his head snapped up as he gazed into your eyes. His hips snapped into you as fast as his body would allow him. You screamed out in pure pleasure, feeling a pure rush of adrenaline run through your body as Vegeta wasn’t far behind.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He yelled, pushing himself in as deep as he possibly could, letting himself go inside you as he slowly ground to a halt. He collapsed beside you, breathing heavily with his arms folded over his chest. You snuggled your head into his shoulder, looking up as you couldn’t help but grin.

“We can’t let this be once only…” you whispered.

Vegeta nodded in agreement, his head sinking back into the pillow as he slid his arm around your warm, sweaty body.

“I’d take you as my mate… if you’d let me have you… I mean, I can’t see you saying no…”