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sevenstarsinning · 10 months

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Final Chapter

The weight of everything felt overwhelming. You wanted to fix it, to make it all right again, but you knew there was no undoing what had been done. You drove back home and slid into another pit of despair that threatened to swallow you up. It felt like you were being ripped into tiny pieces and you deserved it. All of the destruction you'd caused. You never meant for any of it to happen.

After sulking on your couch for what seemed like a full 25 hours, you decided to take a shower and try to eat something. Just as you slid off the couch there was a knock at your door. You tried to remember if you'd ordered food or something and forgotten about it, but when you peered out the window you realized it wasn't what you'd forgotten, but who. Goku. He was standing there at your door just waiting for you to answer it. For a moment you got lost in the memory of running to him the second he came over. You loved how easily he caught you in his arms and carried you inside. But the memory faded and your mind was flooded with the image of a heartbroken Goku. An image you desperately wanted to bury.

You quickly stepped away from the window and kept yourself as quiet as you could, hoping he'd just leave.

"I can feel your ki." Goku said, answering the question you'd been holding onto.

You sighed as you stood in front of the door, "you shouldn't be here." "Why?" You fought the urge to open the door and let him inside, but you couldn't handle seeing him. Especially not after everything with Vegeta.

"Because I ruin things. I'm not a good person like you, Goku."

"You are to me." He said from the other side, "you're the best person. My all time favorite."

You couldn't help but smile for a brief moment. He was always so sweet. But the smile faded when you remembered all the terrible things you'd done to him. "Just think of me as a villain. A bad guy that just wants to hurt you and everyone you love." You explained.

"Most of my friends were bad guys once." He said without a hitch.

You stayed silent. There was no real argument against that. He'd managed to befriend basically everyone that wanted to kill him at some point. You didn't know whether he was just naïve or really that compassionate.

"If I promise to stay outside, will you open the door?" He asked after a few minutes.

"I don't think it's a good idea for us to see each other." You said.

"Okay." He said simply.

You waited for a second for him to say something else, but he didn't. You looked out the window again and realized he'd sat down with his back against your door. You walked back over to the door and sighed softly.

"Goku, what are you doing?" You asked.

"Sitting down."

"I can see that. I meant, why are you just sitting there and not going home?"

"You said we can't see each other." He said as if it was self explanatory.

"Yes, so that usually means you should leave."

"Can you see me?" He asked. It hit you then that he was taking you literally.

"No, but you can't just sit outside of my house." You said.

"Are you gonna come outside and make me leave?" He asked.

"I- what's happening right now?" You asked in disbelief that he was that sly.

You waited for a moment to see if he'd just leave, but he didn't. There was no way you could actually make him leave. He was stronger and faster. And anything you said probably wouldn't make a difference.

After a bit you decided to do the only thing you could, ignore him. You walked away from the door and headed upstairs to shower like you'd originally planned.

The warm water washed over you and for a moment you were able to clear your mind. It was brief, but needed. You were able to forget about Vegeta, about Goku, and everything else you punished yourself for.

When the water turned cold you finally forced yourself to get out. The instant your feet touched the bathroom floor you were reminded about everything again. You wiped the condensation off the mirror as you wrapped your towel around your body. A heaviness weighed on your chest. Your reflection didn't even look like you anymore. It felt like you barely recognized yourself.

After a while you got dressed and headed back downstairs to see if your visitor had left. "Goku?" You said as you approached the door. "Yeah?" "You didn't leave?" You asked.

"Why would I?" He asked from the other side of the door, "you're my favorite person." There was no way he was that sweet and caring. It made you feel like shit for what you were about to do.

"I need you to leave." You said.

"But why?"

"I just- I need some time, Goku. I can't think clearly with you here and it's just too much." You explained.

Goku was silent for a few minutes before you heard him stand up.

"How long?" He asked. "How long for what?" Goku stepped closer to the door, "how long do you need?" "I don't know. I just need space. I can't give you a timeline." You said, "I'm sorry."

Another long silence from him started to pick at you. It felt like you couldn't stop hurting him. "Goku, I really am sorry." You said, but there was no response. "Goku?" You leaned against the door to listen for him, but you didn't hear anything. You opened the door to peek out to see he was gone. It shouldn't have surprised you that he left without a word, but it did. Part of you expected him to protest or argue in some way.

Over the next few weeks you set a goal to focus purely on yourself. Mostly you spent your time shifting between crying, sleeping, and binging ridiculous reality shows that made you forget how terrible your life was. It wasn't ideal, but the routine helped some, especially when you hid yourself away from everyone. Well, tried to anyways. "Slut, open the door." Kyla knocked. "I'm not home." You said. You could practically hear her rolling her eyes. Before you could say anything else, she was unlocking the door and walking in. "Um, what the fuck?" You sat up on the couch. "Yamcha taught me how to pick locks." She shrugged and closed the door behind her. "Why does Yamcha- nevermind. What are you doing here?" You fell back onto the couch. Your safe space. "So there's this party..." "No." "Bulma was nominated for some big nerd award or something. She invited us." She glanced around the mess you shielded yourself in. "She invited you." "No, us. She wants to be friends again." Kyla said. You scoffed, "after she fucked my boyfriend?" "Um, excuse me, but didn't you do the same to me? And now we're besties." Kyla pushed the remnants of whatever take out you had the night before into the floor and sat down next to you.

"Plus, you're like the queen of awkward sexual situations by now." Kyla said. "I'm not sure how to take that." You said with your head cocked to the side. "Please go with me? Tien is being weird and I need someone there to talk to that isn't my ex." "Wait, Vegeta will be there?" You asked. "Well, yeah. He and Bulma are kind of a thing now." She revealed. It shouldn't have made you feel anything, but it did. It wasn't what you expected. You assumed he'd just stay single and fuck whatever human he felt like without any emotional attachment. "Does he know she invited me?" "Yeah. Maybe."

"Kyla, this just sounds like a recipe for disaster." You said. "But I need you." She gave you a pout that rivaled your own, "and you owe me." "Since when?" "Since you stole my boyfriend and broke my friend's heart." She said simply.

"Fine," you sighed and finally started to move, "do I have to get out of my pajamas for this?" "Yeah, no pajamas and take a shower. I'll pick out your clothes. Move your ass." She snapped her fingers.

It took a little while to get yourself into the shower, but once you were in there you didn't want to get out. After taking your time getting clean and mentally preparing yourself, you climbed out and went to see what Kyla had laid out for you. "No." You said plainly the second you saw the dress on the bed. "Yes." She said, "and these heels. They make your ass look great." "Why does my ass need to look great?" You asked. "Because Vegeta needs to drool a little over what he lost." She said.

Another 30 minutes was spent arguing with Kyla until she eventually won by pulling the 'you stole my boyfriend' card, which was getting overplayed but you weren't going to argue it. You relented to her every request and by the time the two of you showed up to Bulma's you were feeling every ounce of self-criticism about your outfit. "Stop fidgeting. You look hot." She smacked at your hand. "I look like I'm advertising for a new escort service." You pulled at the hem of your dress to cover up a little more. "Well, it wouldn't be the worst thing for you to be paid for getting fucked." She shrugged as she opened the gate to the backyard.

You followed her in and stayed close. It didn't take long to spot Vegeta brooding off by himself. "I'm surprised Bulma is putting up with his bullshit," Kyla said, her gaze settling on him as well. "I mean, you put up with it too," you reminded her. "So did you. What the fuck is wrong with us?"

"Is the dick really that good?" You asked. "You know who throws good dick? Tien. Like, fuck." She groaned, "and he uses that third eye too." "I don't even want to know how." "See, he does this-" "Nope." You walked away from her before she could spill the details. You set your sights to the bar. There was no way you were making it through that party without at least a buzz. "You actually came!" Bulma shrieked as she rushed over to you. You barely turned around before she was hugging you in a tight embrace that took your breath instantly.

"Hi, Bulma," you said, awkwardly returning the hug. There was a brief moment you considered pulling away. After all, Bulma had fucked Vegeta before you could sort through the tangled mess of emotions eating away at you. But those feelings quickly faded because it was nice to feel a back breaking hug from Bulma again. Maybe she had done you a favor.

When she finally let you go you were starting to lose feeling in your fingers. She stepped back and looked you up and down for a moment. "Wow. Being single agrees with you." She said. "And not being single seems to agree with you." You could tell she had to have been either working out or getting a workout with Vegeta. She looked even more perfect than usual. "Well, dealing with a grumpy alien is a full time job." She laughed. "I feel like we should talk about that whole thing." You said. "Me too. I- I wanted to apologize for- well, you know. Vegeta seemed pretty sure you two were breaking up." She explained. That was news to you. As far as you knew, it wasn't settled until after that night. "His opinion differed a little from mine. I was still sorting through shit, I guess he had given up." You grabbed the drink from the bar and started to chug it. "I take full responsibility for not waiting to talk to you first. I've felt terrible about it. I really am sorry." She said. You wanted to say it was all fine, but it still stung to know he was done before you even had a chance to discuss it. Of course, you couldn't blame Bulma for that. "I know. I'm not super upset with you, but it might take some time before I'm comfortable discussing my ex with his current girlfriend." You said.

"You got it, my lips are sealed when it comes to the grumpy alien," she said, doing a zipping motion across her mouth. "Thanks Bulma," you smiled and grabbed another drink. She continued on to greet other guests and Kyla joined you at the bar. "I take it everything is okay?" You nodded as you glanced at Vegeta. "As good as it can be, I guess." "Can we just have fun tonight and forget about him? The best revenge is going on like you don't give a fuck," Kyla said. "How are we supposed to do that when he's here?"

"Get as drunk as possible and ignore all men." She grabbed the two shots she ordered and handed one to you. You tossed it back while she ordered a few more. The plan wasn't fool proof, but it was at least something. It didn't take you long to get a good buzz going and Kyla seemed to be in the same boat as she stared at you and grinned. "What's that face for?" You asked. "I have a surprise." Her smile widened. You narrowed your eyes at her, "why does it seem like I'm not going to be totally on board with this surprise?" "It's for your own good." She said before she adjusted your dress and pushed your tits up more. "Kyla, what did you- fuck." Your mouth went dry the second you laid eyes on Goku striding into the party.

"Hi." You managed. "Hi." He smiled softly. You couldn't believe how good he looked. Even after just a few weeks without seeing him, it seemed like he had changed a lot. "You look amazing. I forgot about that dress." Goku said, his eyes moving slowly up and down your body. Your cheeks flushed at the thought of the last time you wore it. He had just finished the Tournament of Power and barely got you home before he was pushing the dress up to get to you. "I haven't worn it in a while. Kyla said it was a must." You said. "I'm really glad she did." Goku said with a sweetness that only he could.

"You look amazing too," you said, "I mean, you always do, but you look... more amazing." You silently cursed yourself for being so awkward. He smiled and scratched the back of his head. "Thank you. I've been training a lot. It was the only way I could keep myself from coming to see you."

"You still wanted to?" "Of course. I even asked Bulma if she could make something to keep me away." He said. "You didn't have to go through all of that." "You said you needed space. I wanted to give you that." He explained. Suddenly the entire party disappeared and it felt like it was just the two of you again. Nothing else mattered. "I appreciate you respecting what I asked for. It helped." You said. "Does that mean I can come visit again?" He took a step towards you.

"Goku, I... " "It's okay," he sighed and hung his head in defeat. "I would like that," you said, desperate to see that smile again, "but I have a request." He perked up immediately. "Anything." "We hang out as friends again, nothing more." The last thing you needed was to rush into another relationship, but you missed spending time with him.

"You mean you wanna try it again?" He asked, glancing up at you with wide, hopeful eyes. "I miss having you around." You admitted. "Can I come over now?" He asked excitedly, making you laugh. "We're at a party, Goku." He grabbed your hand, "I can have us back to your place in a flash." You squeezed his large hand, remembering what it felt like touching each part of your body. "We- We can't just leave. It would be rude." Goku let go of your hand and let out a heavy sigh as his shoulders slumped, "but I wanna spend time with you again."

"We're spending time together now," you said. "But it's not the same, I want you all to myself," he pouted. "Hang out with me here for a while and we can go back to my place after," you suggested, already struggling to stay within the boundaries you set. "How long do we have to stay?"

"At least an hour." You said. Goku furrowed his brow and started to count using his fingers before he leaned down and whispered, "um, how long is an hour?" You couldn't help but smile. He was adorable in every way. It wasn't going to be easy being around him without getting pulled back in. "I'll tell you when it's been an hour, okay?" Goku smiled and nodded, "okay. Can we drink until then? I miss drinking with you and Kyla." "Good idea. Let's get shots." You needed more to help take the edge off.

Kyla was more than happy to join. The three of you remained by the bar having fun in your own little bubble. It felt good, and Vegeta was all but a distant memory even though he was there watching you have fun. Bulma pulled Goku away for a minute, leaving you and Kyla to order more drinks. "So, what's this about you and Goku trying to hang out as friends again? You know that won't work," Kyla said.

"Why do you say that?" You asked as you finished off your drink. "Because neither of you can be around the other without wanting to fuck." She said bluntly. "Just because we want to doesn't mean we will. It's called willpower." You said. "Yeah, sure. We'll see how much willpower you have when you're alone with him." She rolled her eyes. Kyla had a point, but you weren't going to tell her that. Just touching his hand made you want to climb him. It was ridiculous how bad you wanted him. But you couldn't cross that line again. He deserved better than you.

Tien came and took Kyla away for a moment, leaving you alone to finish off another drink. "Woman." Vegeta said as he approached you. You rolled your eyes and turned around, "Man." "I'm surprised you actually showed up." "Well, Kyla guilted me into it for fucking you while you two were still dating and for breaking Goku's heart." You explained. Vegeta grunted, "she's too involved in people's lives." "It's how she shows she cares." You shrugged. "The blue haired woman said I need to talk to you about what happened. I told her the Prince of all Sayains doesn't talk about feelings, but she threatened to shut down the gravity chamber." He explained. "What's there to talk about? We were on the rocks, you fucked Bulma, we broke up." You picked up another drink. "Do you remember the last conversation we had before I left?" He asked. "Um..." Vegeta let out a heavy sigh, "I told you to make up your damn mind about being with me or that imbecile." "Oh that's right. Then you went and stuck your dick in Bulma." You said before you took a sip of your drink.

Vegeta narrowed his eyes at you and muttered something under his breath before he continued. "That decision should have been easy if you truly wanted to be with me." He said. "It wasn't that simple. We went through so much to be together and-" "That's the point. You only took the opportunity to be with me after everything because you thought it was what you were supposed to do." He said. "I- but I wanted to be with you." You reached for your drink again, needing something to help ease your nerves. "At first, but we both know it faded quickly. Especially with your feelings toward Kakarot." Vegeta took the glass from you and sat it down, "you never would've made that decision so I made it for you."

"Hold the fuck up, are you really trying to justify cheating by saying you did it for me?" You asked, feeling your anger rise, but you couldn't deny he was right. You wouldn't have made that decision. "I did it for both of us, you frustrating woman," he grumbled. As ridiculous as it was, you couldn't help but feel the tiniest bit of appreciation. Vegeta didn't sugarcoat, and he sure as hell didn't care about sparing anyone's feelings. To have him say out loud that he did it for both of you was oddly heartwarming, but it didn't take the anger away. You had made a mess and hurt multiple people. You couldn't judge him for making the final move to end it.

"I guess I get it, but still, there are better ways to break up with someone." You said. "I never said it was well planned out." You shook your head and sighed, "this is all a huge mess." "Most things that involve humans are." Vegeta glanced over at Goku and Bulma talking, "are you going to be his mate now?"

"Just because I *sort of* understand why you fucked Bulma doesn't mean I'm ready to be friends again. I don't know if that'll ever happen," you scoffed. "I'm not asking to be friends, woman," he said, offended you would make that assumption. "Answers about my personal life are reserved for friends, not ex-boyfriends that decided cheating was the best way to break up," you said.

"Fine." He said with a grunt, "a word of advice though, if you're letting him go, then do it. That means the friendship and all." "Thanks, but I don't take advice from cheating assholes with the emotional depth of a puddle." You turned away from him and ordered another drink. When he left you looked over at Goku. He was the best person you knew. He deserved to be happy and you wanted to be the one to make him happy, but could you really?

Once the hour was up, you reconsidered letting him come hang out with you. Just being friends wasn't possible, deep down you knew that. Kyla knew it. Even Vegeta knew it. "Has it been an hour yet?" Goku whined. "Another couple minutes," you said, hoping that extra time would magically give you the answers you were seeking. "Why does time take so long?" He sighed, his shoulders slumping. He was adorable when he was needy. It amazed you that he was getting so impatient over something as simple as hanging out with you. There was no promise of sex or some grand adventure. He just wanted to spend time with you. No one had ever craved your attention the way he did.

"Goku, why do you want to spend time with me?" You asked bluntly. "Because you're my favorite person." He said, "you're funny, nice, a good cook, caring, and you can almost eat as much as me." "Do you- do you still want more with me? More than friendship?" You asked. Goku paused for a moment, looking down at the ground as if he was ashamed of his answer. "Goku?" He met your gaze again, "I want you to be with me. I want to have you as my mate and to breed you. But I know you don't want any of that so I want to be your friend." "Why me? My bad qualities outweigh my good ones by like a million to one." You said. "Not to me." You sighed, "you're not looking at the whole picture. You're just seeing the good parts. That's not realistic." "I see the bad parts too, I just don't care about them." He explained. "Goku, you can't just-" "Will everyone stop telling me what I can and can't do?" Goku snapped at you like never before, making you jump and everyone else focus on the two of you. "You, Bulma, Vegeta, Yamcha, Kyla. Everyone has told me what they think of us being together but no one actually listens to what I want." He continued.

"What do you want then? If there were no obstacles in the way, no bad feelings or pain, just you and what you want. What would you choose?" You asked. "I already told you... I want to be with you," he said. "That's it? That's all you want?" "I already have everything else I want, you're the only part that's missing," he said.

"Okay. Say you have me, then what?" You asked. "Then I'll be happy." He said simply. "How? How could you be happy with me? I ruined your friend's relationship, destroyed your heart, and I-" "You drink too much, you push people away, you don't always think about others, you have that weird toenail habit, you p-" "Stop. I get it, okay? I told you I have a lot of bad qualities." "Yeah, and even with those I still want you. You don't have to understand it." He said, "just accept it and be mine."

You scanned the area. Everyone was back to doing their own thing, but you could tell some of them were still trying to listen in. Goku was right about you. He could see you, flaws and all, and he still wanted you. It was so easy to get stuck in your ways and go through life ignoring the things you needed to work through, but you wanted to be better. Not just for him, but for yourself, and everyone you cared about. You put your drink down and looked up at him. "Okay." "Okay, what?" He asked, tilting his head. "I want to be yours."

Goku's eyes widened, "you do? Really?" "Yes. If you still-" Goku cupped your face and pressed his lips to yours in a tender kiss. The way your body reacted to him was instant. You wrapped your arms around him and pressed yourself flush against his body. Kissing him felt like a sudden wave of peace washing over you, calming your anxiety and overthinking instantly.

"I'm so sorry for hurting you," you said against his lips. He kissed you again and again, like he couldn't get enough. "You're really mine?" He asked, pulling back to look at you. "As long as you want me," you said, beaming at him.

Goku pressed two fingers to his head and the two of you instantly transported to his bedroom. "You're the only thing I want." He returned to kissing you again. "Goku," you muttered against his lips, "I need you. Now."

He quickly lifted your dress over your head and ripped your panties like they were a thin sheet of paper. Before you could say another word, his face was buried between your thighs. You leaned back against the wall for stability to keep your knees from buckling while he devoured your pussy. You moaned loudly and carded your fingers through his hair. "Fuck... I missed your fucking tongue." You said as he gripped your hips and pulled you closer to riding his face.

Goku had you trembling and coming within seconds, screaming his name and begging for more. When he sat back and looked up at you, his chin was dripping from your cum as he licked his lips. "You're better than food." He said. From Goku, that was the highest compliment. You bent down and cupped his face, "I love you." "You do?" "Yeah. I have for a while, I just didn't want to admit it. I love you so much." "I love you too." Goku stood up and pulled you down on the bed with him. He collapsed on top of you with his hips settling between your thighs. "You're still dressed." You squirmed beneath him. Goku looked down and laughed, "you're right. I am."

You pulled his shirt up and lifted it over his head. Your hands went straight to his perfect abs, running your fingers over the ripples. He pushed his pants down and gripped his cock, lining it up with your pussy. "Fuck me, Goku," you whimpered, "I need you."

"I- I know we're not doing it right now and we still need to talk about it, but could you say the other thing?" He asked sweetly. You couldn't help but smile and nodded as you ran your hands up his chest. "Breed me, Goku." You said. Goku didn't wait another second before he was sliding his cock into you. You gasped and held onto his shoulders, feeling him stretching you again was euphoric. You didn't realize how long it had been since he fucked you. "You- you feel so good." Goku stammered and paused once he was fully seated within you.

It almost felt like a dream when he looked down at you with the cutest smile. He was really yours. After everything that happened, all the twists and turns, unexpected feelings and emotions, you ended up with there with Goku. To say you were lucky was an understatement. "Are you okay?" He asked, tilting his head when he noticed you lost in thought. "I'm more than okay." You smiled and pulled him down into a kiss.

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sevenstarsinning · 4 years

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Chapter 3

We’re going to be honest here, this chapter is pure Goku smut. We started writing and it just sort of happened.

The following morning came too fast. You awoke with one of Goku's arms and a leg draped over you. He was like a furnace but the house was just chilly enough to make it comfortable.

"Kakarot! Where the hell are you?" Vegeta called from the front door.

You pushed Goku's arm away and jolted up in bed.

"Shit,” you muttered as you got dressed quickly.

Goku woke up slowly and stared at you for a moment, blinking until his eyes adjusted.

"Get up, Vegeta's here. He can't know about this." You scrambled around the room to grab the rest of your clothes.

Goku yawned and sat up, stretching his muscles, "he's probably here to train."

"A little more urgency please?" You rushed to get dressed and threw his clothes at him.

"It's not a big deal. It was just like training." Goku continued to move at a slow pace.

"I still don't want him to know about it. Now get dressed," you said in a harsh whisper. He moved a little faster but it was still slow enough to stress you out.

"Kakarot!" Vegeta shouted again.

"Just go and get him out of here." You shoved Goku towards the door.

"But my shirt-"

You ignored him and continued pushing him towards the door.

Once he was out of the room, you quietly closed the door and listened for any indication that Vegeta was suspicious.

"What the hell took so long, Kakarot?" Vegeta asked, sounding just as disgruntled as usual.

"I was trying to find my clothes." He scratched the back of his head and chuckled.

"It took you that long and you're still not fully dressed?" Vegeta sounded more annoyed than usual but it might’ve just been your paranoia making you think that.

"I couldn't remember where I left them," Goku replied, leaving more unanswered questions.

"How do you function, Kakarot?" Vegeta asked, deciding against anymore questions about what he was doing. With Goku that could end up more frustrating than it was worth.

Goku shrugged, "I don't know, I just do."

You were still scrambling to get dressed and tripped over your own shoes, hitting the floor hard.

"What was that?" Vegeta glanced down the hallway.

"Nothing, you ready to train?" Goku stepped in front of him.

"Is there someone-"

Goku knew you didn't want Vegeta knowing about your arrangement so he did the only thing he thought might distract him. "I was thinking about training with Yamcha, he said he thinks he can beat both of us now."

"He what?! That puny excuse for a human?! Ridiculous. I'll show him how wrong he is." Vegeta took off in an instant.

Goku felt a little bad for turning Vegeta loose on Yamcha, but he had to protect you in any way he could.

He walked back to his bedroom and pushed the door open.

"You realize he'll kill Yamcha, right?" You asked, arms crossed as you regarded him.

"Why are you dressed? I wanted more," he replied with a sad face, completely disregarding your legitimate worry about Vegeta and Yamcha.

"You want to fuck when Vegeta almost caught us just now? And you're not even worried about Yamcha?" You furrowed your brow.

"Vegeta won't be back for a while and if Yamcha dies then we'll just wish him back with the dragon balls." Goku's gaze roamed up and down your body hungrily. He had a point, Yamcha's death wouldn't be permanent.

Goku closed the gap between you and immediately moved his hands up your shirt.

"Wait, what the fuck, Goku? We're just shrugging off the possible death of a friend so we can fuck for like the 10th time since yesterday?"

"It's not like we're the ones killing him." He shrugged, his hands skimming up the sides of your breasts.

"Fair point, but still, it doesn't seem right." You moaned slightly when he cupped your breasts, large hands completely engulfing them in warmth.

He pinched and tugged at your nipples, pulling you back in with very little effort. There was no denying it felt great to unleash all of your pent up sexual frustration. And Goku had an endless supply of stamina so it worked in your favor.

"Fuck me," you whispered, ready to get lost in him again.

He had your shirt and pants stripped off of you in no time. He pulled you into a deep kiss, his tongue slipping past your lips as he tasted you again. You leaned into him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He walked you back towards the wall and lifted you into his arms, wrapping your legs around his waist.

"Can you transform again?" You asked, reaching down between you to grip his cock beneath his low hanging sweats.

"Which form?" He asked breathlessly between kisses.

"I want to say all of them, but that might kill me this time." You grinned and nipped at his lip.

"Which is your favorite then?"

"Instinct?" You bit your bottom lip and hoped he would be okay with it.

"That one's not too much?" He asked, brow raised with worry.

"It's intense but that's what I want. You're somehow even better when you let your instincts take over."

Goku pulled you into another kiss as he lined his cock up and eased into you.

"Wait, does that mean I'm good at fucking you?" He asked with a slight smirk.

"You heard how much you made me scream last night. I wasn't faking." You grinned and clenched around his cock.

"I must be really good then," he groaned, pausing when he was seated deep inside of you.

"Am I good at fucking you?"

"You make it really hard not to come quick." He remained still.

"That's somehow really sweet and kind of hot."

"You ready?" He asked as he prepared to increase his power level.

"Fucking do it." You nodded your head eagerly.

His hair changed from black to silver in an instant. You felt his body changing and increasing in size against you, including his cock. Unlike the night before, he didn't go through each transformation. From his base form right into instinct was a big difference. It felt like his power was surging through your body as the air crackled around you.

"Can we just stay here today?" You asked, breathless before he even started moving within you.

"You want to stay like this all day?" He asked with a playful smirk. He eased out of you slowly and slammed back in so hard your breath was pushed from your lungs.

"All fucking day," you moaned when you caught your breath.

"No plans?" He grunted, slamming into you even harder.

"Not a fucking thing." Meeting with Kyla was the furthest thing from your mind. It was impossible to even remember she existed with Goku fucking you so hard the wall sounded like it was seconds from crumbling.

"What about training?" He thrust into you harder.

"Tell him you're sick." You clung to him, digging your nails into his muscular shoulders.

"Are you sure?" He began a steady pace, slamming into you hard and fast.

"Fuck... yes... " you nearly shouted when his cock hit perfectly within you.

He panted against your neck, his hips snapping against yours with almost brutal force. You clenched around his cock but he continued to drive into you. It was almost addicting with the way his cock hit that perfect spot within you, making you scream his name.

"Come for me," he grunted next to your ear. Your body responded instantly, trembling as you came hard. Your legs tightened around his waist and you held him close as you rode out wave after wave of your release, each more overwhelming than the last.

"God... damn... how do you feel so fucking good?" You panted.

"It's the form." He grunted as he continued to slam into you, feeling you tighten around him so perfectly.

You held onto him as you felt another orgasm building, barely giving you time to recover.

"Just the form?" You managed to ask before your body began to shake again. You thought it was difficult to make you come because it always took so long for other people to do it, but Goku was proving you and them wrong.

He fucked you through your orgasm and didn't let up, thrusting into you repeatedly like a machine. His endless supply of stamina was the gift that kept on giving.

"Gonna... come..." he panted against your neck, his lips brushing over your skin.

"Do it. Please, don't pull out,” you begged, clenching around him to push him closer to the edge.

Without another word, he let go, coming deep inside of you while he held you tight and buried his face in your neck.

"Fuck," you whispered, feeling the warmth of his cum fill you. He backed up towards the bed and collapsed, bringing you down to rest on top of him with his cock still seated deep within you.

His cock twitched inside of you as he finished coming, his breathing erratic and body glistening with sweat. You collapsed on his chest, fighting to catch your own breath.

"Your dick is magic,” you finally spoke.

He reverted back to base form and that trademark goofy grin lit up his face. "I guess it is, you screamed even louder than last night."

"And you came faster this time," you said with a playful smirk.

"I told you, you make it hard not to." He placed his arms behind his head.

"We keep this up and I won't have a voice left." You shifted on top of him.

"Didn't you say we should stay here all day?"

"Yeah and after that I don't have much of a choice. I'm too weak to stand," you laughed and clenched around his cock.

He groaned and slid his hands down over your ass, "are you too weak to ride me?" He asked with innocence only he could pull off.

"I'm not sure, I can try," you replied, sitting up to rest your hands on his muscular chest. He squeezed your ass and pulled you forward to let his cock drag against the walls of your pussy.

As you lifted up a little you could feel his cum drip out of you. He was already instantly hard inside of you.

"Which form this time?" He asked.

"Your choice." You stopped moving when only the tip of his cock remained inside of you. His cum dripped out and down his length while he decided.

His hair turned blue and his hands moved up your body to cup your breasts.

His thumbs flicked over your nipples, making them harden instantly as you sunk back down onto him.

"Blue... perfect." You felt his entire body change beneath you as you rolled your hips.

Just when you were finding your rhythm, your phone vibrated on the bedside table. You sighed and stretched as far as your body would go to grab it. A couple of messages from Vegeta waited. His texts never failed to make you laugh because he wrote them exactly how he spoke in person and you could hear his voice perfectly in your head as you read them.

Vegeta: Where the hell are you, woman? Kakarot is being an idiot and now you're not answering me.

"Someone important?" Goku thrust up into you, pulling your attention back to his cock buried inside of you.

"Just Vegeta. He's asking where- oh shit, I completely fucking forgot!"

"Forgot what?" Goku asked, tilting his head as he looked up at you.

"I told Vegeta I'd meet up with Kyla today. He wants me to see if I can find other things to occupy her time besides him." Saying it out loud made you dread it even more. Having Goku's cock throbbing within you didn't help. Telling Vegeta something came up sounded like a much better option until you considered how that might disappoint him.

"Do you have to go?" He asked with his signature pout.

You shifted and felt his cock pulse again, his cum sticking between your thighs.

"I don't want to but what am I supposed to say?" You asked, still making no move to get up.

"Tell him you're sick," he suggested, just as you had done to convince him to stay.

"Both of us being sick?" You cocked your head to the side.

"We got it from each other. Just too sick to move," he thrust up into you, "or talk... or even stand."

You considered it for a moment. Staying in bed with Goku all day sounded much better than dealing with Kyla and her inevitable attitude towards you. But lying to Vegeta? That would feel bad.

"You're not making this easy," you whined when he thrust into you again.

"Stay. We can order takeout like we usually do when we hang out," he offered with a big smile that was hard to say no to.

"Except this time I'll have your cock shoved in my mouth instead of an egg roll?" You smirked.

"Oh, can't you do both?" He asked with full seriousness.

"Have you seen my mouth? And your dick? I can barely fit one in my mouth."

"What if you put my cock in your mouth between bites of egg roll?" He replied, still completely serious with his response.

"Goku, are you suggesting we fuck while we eat?" You asked, eyebrows raised.

You heard his stomach growl and you couldn't help but laugh, which caused you to tighten your muscles around his cock.

"Can we?" He asked with excitement.

"Fine," you relented, shaking your head while you laughed.

"Why didn't we start fucking a long time ago?" He asked, nearly vibrating with excitement about mixing sex with food time.

"Because sex can ruin friendships."

"How? This seems like a perk of being friends." He held your hips and pulled you down onto him.

"Not everyone is as chill or understanding as you. Feelings can happen and then it's hard to go back to being just friends," you explained, bringing your phone up to type out a quick reply to Vegeta.

I'm really sick, would you be too upset if I just stay home today?

"Do you think Vegeta would do this with you?" He caught you off guard and you immediately blushed.

"I highly doubt it." You shook your head.

"But you'd want him to?"

"Yeah but that doesn't matter if he doesn't feel the same." It was odd talking about the guy you have feelings for while another guy's cock was inside of you. But Goku was no ordinary guy. Many times you wished you could be as carefree and relaxed as him.

"I think he wants to do this with you."

"What makes you think that?" You were curious if he knew something you didn't.

"I don't know. I can just tell." He shrugged.

"How though?"

"He looks at you a lot.”

That left even more questions to build up in your head. How did he look at you? How often? What part of you did he focus on?

"Is that it? Because looking can mean a lot of things." You were trying not to sound desperate for more details, but it wasn't like Goku to bring something like that up. If he noticed it, maybe there really was something behind it.

"He talks about you. Like a lot."

"Does he say anything specific?" You pushed for more.

"Just that he doesn't understand why you haven't found a mate yet. He says saiyans would have fought over you."

"I doubt that," you said with a faraway look in your eye. Goku wouldn't lie to you but it also felt too good to be true.

"Why? From everything Vegeta has told me about our race, you're the kind of woman they like."

"One who can eat her weight in fried rice?" You smiled.

"Maybe, but also someone strong and not easily overpowered."

Before you could reply, your phone vibrated in your hand with a new message from Vegeta.

I'm at your house and you're not here, woman. Where are you?

"Oh fuck... "

"What?" Goku asked.

"Vegeta is at my house. He wants to know where I am." You stared at your phone, unsure of how to respond to him. You couldn't exactly say you were riding Goku's dick.

"Tell him you went out for medicine?" He suggested. His hands moved up your thighs to settle at your hips, clearly ready to get back to the fucking.

I went out to get medicine before I head to Goku's. He told me he's sick too.

"Okay, there. Now, let me ride you into your next form." You circled your hips, feeling his cock hit deep within you.

Goku snapped his hips up to meet you as you moved. Your phone buzzed again and you were tempted to ignore it, but you couldn’t.

Good, I'll meet you there.

"Fuck. He's on his way here."

"Guess we need to come quickly then." He sat up and pulled you against his chest, letting you continue to ride him while he held you closer.

"Goddammit, Vegeta," you panted, picking up the pace.

His hands moved around to your back and down to your ass. "When do I get to fuck this hole?"

"Fuck... now all I'll be able to think about while he's here is you shoving your cock in my ass. Thanks, Goku," you chided.

"We should make him leave sooner then." Goku fucked you harder as you wrapped yourself around him.

"I need to feel your cum dripping out of all of my holes,” you begged, already close.

"I can do that, might need food first though," he grunted before flipping you over to your back to fuck you even harder.

"Instinct, Goku... Instinct!” You shouted. In a split second his hair turned silver and he thrust into you so hard it took your breath away.

"Fuck," you cried out, scraping your nails down his back.

"Come for me. Quick. I can sense his energy getting closer." Goku ordered as he fucked you relentlessly.

You pulled him down and bit into his shoulder to stay quiet as you came. He grunted loudly next to your ear and you felt his teeth dig into your neck as his cum filled you once more.

Both of you panted and moaned through muffled mouths as you bit down on each other's skin. You came so hard that your body trembled as he held you close.

"Fuck me. You might actually kill me." You tried to control your breathing.

He reverted to his base form and smiled, "I'll just wish you back."

"Only if you promise to keep fucking me after you bring me back." You grinned, chest heaving and burning from how hard you were panting.

"I will." He pulled out of you and climbed off the bed to gather the clothes you both tossed off in a frenzy.

He handed you your clothing and you both got dressed quickly. The only thing on your mind was getting to fuck him again. You swore it was turning into an addiction and you wondered if it would be easy to break.

"How do I look?" You asked once you were fully dressed.

"Like you've been having sex all morning." He grinned.

"So, exhausted and sweaty, perfect for making him think I'm really sick," you said, passing by him to make your way to the living room.

"I'm starving," Goku said through a yawn. He sat down next to you on the couch and leaned back to get comfortable.

You jolted forward, panic rising in your chest again. "Fuck! Vegeta thinks I went to pick up medicine, how the fuck am I going to explain why there's not any?"

"We took it all." Goku suggested simply.

"Nothing ever bothers you, does it?" You were amazed at how chill he was.

"He'll either find out or he won't. Nothing to really worry about."

"But if he is interested in me like you said and he finds out, don't you think he'll be upset?" You asked. It was impossible not to look at every way the situation could implode.

Goku scratched the back of his head. "I don't see why he would be, it's not like he claimed you yet."

"And you haven't... you know, claimed me, have you?" You had zero clue about saiyan traditions.

"No. At least I don't think so. Do you want me to?"

"I... no? I mean, you're 100% husband material but we've always just been friends and this thing with Vegeta doesn't seem to be going away. Do you want to claim me?" You asked, curious what was going through that adorable head of his.

He shrugged in normal Goku fashion, "I do like fucking you, but like you said, we're just friends and I wouldn't want to mess that up."

Even though you were only friends with Vegeta, sleeping with Goku felt like a betrayal. Add the lying on top of that and you couldn't shake the icky feeling building in the pit of your stomach while you waited for him to show up.

"It's okay we're doing this, right?"

"I think so. Do you not want to?" He looked almost destroyed at the thought that you wanted to stop.

You didn't want to end it, the sex was phenomenal, but the guilt still sat in your chest like a anvil.

"No, I want to, I just... feel a little guilty, I guess?" You were aware of how ridiculous it sounded when you said it out loud but it didn't stop the feeling from weighing you down.

"Feel guilty about what?"

You jumped at the deep voice behind you and turned to see Vegeta standing there, arms crossed while he waited for an answer.

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