#yamcha smut

[actuallysaiyan]

Prompt 6 with Yamcha as Person A and the reader as Person B also can it be a male reader maybe?

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word count: 0.8k warnings: smut, unprotected sex, handjob, mentions of bodily fluids, rough sex, slight power play, mentions of heartbreak, anal sex, male reader pairings: Yamcha x Male!Reader a/n: this is my first time writing male reader and while I feel a little unsure and not super confident about it, I hope you all enjoy! prompt: Person A playfully keeping Person B pinned down as they take Person B from behind. Person A lays their hands over Person B's as they kiss and bite Person B's neck and shoulder, whispering naughty/sweet things into their ear. Bonus: They’re doing it in front of a mirror. Person A takes pleasure from the look on Person B's face as Person B whimpers beneath them.

You had no idea how naughty Yamcha could be. You had met at one of Bulma’s infamous parties, and while you weren’t really looking for something serious, the man had charmed his way into your heart. Mostly you were just trying to keep it less serious because you had just had your heart broken. The last guy you were with had called you a number of slurs after discovering he wasn’t into other men. You had just been someone’s experiment, so you were unsure of Yamcha.

But he assured you that he was very much into you. And he enjoyed showing you that physically as often as he could…

Yamcha chuckles darkly as he pins you on the bed, your hands splayed out at the top of the bed. He pumps into your tight hole, making you grunt as the tip of his cock rubs against your prostate. You’re unbearably hard and the tip of your own cock keeps rubbing up against the silky sheets beneath you.

“Your last lover was an idiot,” Yamcha whispers in your ear as he leans in to kiss your neck. “He had no idea how wonderful you are.”

You let out a cute little moan, making Yamcha smack your ass. You try to reach over to him, but he pins you back down. You knew he was a martial artist, but he showed his strength with you in more ways than one. It was impressive to feel such a brutish force pistoning in and out of your ass. You didn’t realize that sex could even be this good. A whimper falls from your lips, and Yamcha chuckles once more. Your heart swells with affection when you feel his fingers intertwined with yours.

“You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?” Yamcha asks as he bites your neck. This makes you clench around him, and he grunts.

“Such a tight little—fuck!”

He begins to buck wildly, his eyes screwed shut from the amazing pleasure. The mirror that sits in front of your bed allows you to have the perfect view of your lover fucking you. His body moves in the best way, making his cock bump against your sweet spot that sits so deep inside of you over and over. He knows how to rock those hips to make your cock grind against the silky sheets. Yamcha knows exactly how to make you feel amazing. You watch as he opens his eyes again, the most determined look on his face. This definitely means he’s nowhere near done with you. He needs to make you cum a few times before he can even spill deep inside you.

“Look at my cute little lover,” he whispers in your ear before nibbling on your earlobe. “I love watching you take my cock.”

His hands slide down your arms to your waist. Then he presses your face down into the pillows before grasping your hips and pulling you into every single violent thrust. He pounds you into the mattress, making you whimper and gasp. Your legs feel like jelly from taking his cock so deep. Stars begin dancing in your vision as the pleasure builds from deep inside you. You try to warn him that you’re cumming, but he already knows. 

Yamcha reaches around you and begins tugging at your aching cock. Soft mewls and whimpers grow louder and louder as your orgasm builds. The moment you reach your peak, you look into the mirror to see just how smug Yamcha is from making you cum so hard. Spurts of thick, white seed begin to coat his fist and the sheets beneath you. You’re panting and grunting from this amazing pleasure, almost ready to collapse on the bed.

Then you feel him tugging at the roots of your hair, making you look at yourself in the mirror once more. You blush at the lewd sight of you so fucked out. Your cheeks are pink, your lips are parted and your hair is a mess. Even your cock is still half-hard, and it feels so sensitive as it grazes those silky sheets again.

“That’s my cute little lover…”

He begins pumping into you even harder, wanting nothing more than to try and give you those amazing back-to-back orgasms. Your eyes roll back, feeling the coil in your stomach tightening all over again. Yamcha knows he’s got you exactly where he wants you.

Filthy words slip from his lips as he leans in to suck on your neck. Yamcha prefers you with marks all over your body so nobody can mistake you for being available. He bites on the tender flesh, making you clench around him again. Then sweet praise falls from his lips like honey, making your cock erect once more. It’s such a cycle of sweet pain from the overstimulation to the pleasure of falling off the edge over and over again.

“I’m not done with you, pretty baby…” Yamcha murmurs against your sweat slicked skin. “Cum for me again and then I’ll release inside you.”

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(The Morning After Meme) Bulma wakes up to Yamcha as naked as her.

(Note, this is sometime before the Saiyan Saga)

Bulma: *opens her eyes, mumbling* "Ugh." *sits up* "Yamcha, wake up."

Yamcha: *still asleep* "ZZZZZZZZZZ...."

Bulma: *unamused* "Bum!" *smacks him upside the head*

Yamcha: *wakes up immediately* "Gah! Not the other leg!!" *looks around, smiling sheepishly* "Oh, mornin' Bulma."

[celestial119]

The Bet (DBZ Yamcha x Tien smut)

18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI

Warnings! Smut, heavy non-con, bondage, gags, sex toy use, harem boy, humiliation, dom/sub!

Summary: Tien and Yamcha train together and occasionally make harmless bets to compete for, until they aren’t so harmless.

Author note: Hello again tumblr this piece was a request by @princeasimdiya12, I hope you enjoy!

It all started with some light hearted training between the two. Yamcha and Tien wanted to get stronger and agreed to be training buddies together, so together they frequented capsule corp to use the training rooms. They had the place to themselves more often than not especially now that Vegeta was halfway across the universe training with Whis, it meant they could concentrate on improving.

Some friendly competition was usually involved with the pairs training, often used to decide who bought dinner afterwards but that was getting a little boring to Yamcha he wanted to make the stakes higher for them both.

“Alright Tien I have an idea!”

The taller man turned showing he was listening.

“So for today’s bet how about we do pull ups until one of us gives in and can’t anymore. Last man standing gets whatever he wants.”

Tien nods a glint of confidence in his eyes. Both men start their respective warm ups then get ready to start their bet.

Around half an hour later it was starting to get intense. Every muscle from fingers to mid torso was straining in agony, but neither gave up so easily. Shaking and dripping to try and lift themselves up over and over was really starting to affect them both. Keeping a steady rhythm Yamcha pulled himself up once again grunting when he let himself down but Tien found he could no longer lift himself. Arms straining and muscles contracted until he fell to the floor below swearing lowly.

“Hah! I knew I’d win!” Yamcha exclaimed proudly setting himself on his feet again. Both panting for breathe as their arms spasmed. Tien groaned in defeat laying backwards against the cool floor. Yamcha grinned smugly as he bounced towards his gym bag across the room. Rummaging around he pulled out a small rolled up plastic bag and turned to Tien still on the floor.

“Since I won you gotta do whatever I say.”

Yamcha threw the small bag into Tiens face.

“You have to go the rest of today wearing the contents of the bag.

Tien grimaced knowing this was gonna be embarrassing. He unraveled the bag reaching in to feel a cool smooth fabric, upon pulling it out of the bag he realised it was sheer and in the most beautiful shade of dark green. Sitting up he unraveled the garment to reveal a low cut sheer cropped style shirt and a pair of matching baggy trousers. Tien scowled up at Yamcha, giving him the are you serious look.

“Sorry bud but a bets a bet.”

Tien sighed slipping his training tank off and easily slipping into the sheer silky shirt. Tien flushed out of pure embarrassment, he was gonna get Yamcha back good. Standing Tien took a breathe and pulled his sweatpants down leaving him bare in a green sheer top and his fitted black boxers. Yamcha whistled at the latter, Tien just shook with embarrassment at the whole situation. Finally slipping into the very loose silk of the bottoms Tien stood as straight as he could with his hands on his hips blushing wildly.

“Tch you forgot the best part.”

Yamaha stepped forward picked up the bag and pulled out a shimmery mess of gold chains. Stepping forward towards the other male he unraveled the dainty chains between his fingers Yamcha then set them over the other’s head and fixed them over Tiens shoulders.

Tien glanced at himself in one of the gyms full length mirrors and flushed again. The gold chains adorning his shoulders cascaded down in layers down his arms and sides also having a single chain hanging straight down with a shining green gem adorning the bottom of the chain, the occasional hit against his bare abdomen making him shiver at the contact of the cold jewel. Tien was beyond embarrassed and overwhelmed at his predicament, he was usually so well kept and never often showed off so much skin to other people.

“Yamcha isn’t this too much? What if someone sees me like this?”

Yamcha laughs.

“Come on man lighten up! It’s just a little fun don’t worry so much.”

Tien sighs excusing himself to the bathroom across the hall, regaining his composure a little more he sighs going back to continue his work out day.

Yamcha is already setting up some weights when the other walks back in. They both just stare at each other for a moment before awkwardly getting back to their solo workouts.

A little while later Tien glanced over to realise Yamcha was struggling with some weights, Tien rushed over and grabbed the bar that Yamcha was struggling against. Together they lifted the bar and dropped it onto the floor with a resounding clatter.

“Man I think I’m done with weights, you can know I yourself out and I’ll give you a hand.”

Tien nodded prepping the bar with weights and lying back on the bench. Yamcha smirked above the other, reaching into his pocket, a low beep sounded before yellow light flashed through the room blinding the both. When Tien opened his eyes again he found he couldn’t move. Looking between his limbs and seeing yellow crackling beams holding him down, panic stricken he looked to Yamcha who was staring back down at him with a smirk.

“Yamcha, dude? Please tell me this wasn’t done on purpose?”

Yamcha only continued his smirk wandering around the restrained man below him and occasionally running his hand over the chains adorning Tiens chest. Tiens blood rang cold.

“Yamcha! Whatever you think you’re doing, stop!”

Yamcha just gently shushed him, grabbing one of the restrained man’s hands bringing it to his lips kissing gently. Tien pleaded on, thrashing in his restraints.

“You can’t get out of those that easily. They’re ki disabling binds courtesy of capsule corporation. Now be pretty for me and just take it.”

Tien flushed at the comment. The man above him began gently caressing from his chest heading southwards. The heat began to seep into Tiens gut even as he kept thrashing and begging for Yamcha to stop.

“It’s alright pretty boy I’ll make you feel good I promise you just gotta be good.”

“Yamcha please! Don’t do this! Please I don’t want this.”

Yamcha scoffed at that pressing his palm into Tiens cock. He whimpered at the contact.

“I thought so.”

Tien keened into the others hand as he pulled it away. Yamcha slipped the waistband of the sheer trousers down Tiens toned legs just leaving the fitted black boxers leaving nothing to the others imagination. Yamcha flipped a switch on his small remote, the low beeping noise sounded again releasing Tiens legs letting him pull the trousers fully off. Tossing them aside Yamcha grabs a hold of the others thighs sliding him down to the edge of the bench. Tiens arms now forced above his head the gold chains straining against his muscles now.

“Yamcha, please it’s not too late to stop.”

“Again with this? You need to be good for me, pretty.”

Yamcha pulled the others boxers off in one swoop. Tien gasped in surprise at the cool air against his now hard cock. What he wasn’t expecting was the black fabric now being balled into his mouth.

“Mphh! Mnm mnm!”

“Shhhh it’s alright baby I’ve got you.”

Tien shivered as the other wrapped his hand around his cock and began lazily stroking. Now gently moaning into the makeshift gag in his mouth he pleadingly looked to Yamcha, at that he stops stroking and takes out his cock starting to lazily stroke himself. Tien whines, bucking his hips for more contact.

“I’ve not forgotten about you baby don’t worry.”

Yamcha pulls a small clear ring out of his pocket. He begins stretching it out over his fingers and the realisation hits Tien when the other inches it closer to his cock.

“Mfffh! Mfffh!”

Tien frantically shakes his head as he defensively brings his knees up to his chest. Yamcha just laughs darkly lifting the remote out his pocket as the binds spark back to life and drags Tiens legs back down towards the floor. Now having free access Yamcha slips the silicone ring all the way to the base of the others cock. Tien groans his cock now hardening painfully.

“Such a good boy.”

Tien whines into the gag, hips thrusting up begging for contact. Yamcha just keeps stroking himself, taking in the sight below him.

“Shit baby, you’re so beautiful like this. It’s making me get so close.”

Tien keeps thrashing and whining needing contact. Yamcha was leaning over him now, resting against Tiens thighs and one hand on the bench beside his head. Yamcha groaned almost at his peak but stopped himself with a firm squeeze. Tien whined again because even when Yamcha was so close to him he still couldn’t get any friction.

“Mffff, ymffa!”

“I hear you baby.”

Yamcha finally gave in and started grinding both of their cocks together. Both men moaning out in bliss.

“Shit! Tien, baby I’m close.”

“Mfff tmm.”

Yamcha stopped grinding and grabbed both cocks and began stroking again. With a few more pumps Yamcha was groaning and emptying himself over the others stomach, some reaching up to Tiens chest too. This spurred Tien too, he felt searing white as he came hard. Both moaning and panting. Tien grew alarmed as he realised the cock ring was still on him, he just had a dry orgasm.

“Such a good boy for me. So pretty and you didn’t even make a mess.”

Tien tried to thrust up again begging against the gag. His cock pulsing in hot need at his painfully dry orgasm. Yamcha licked his lips slowly getting to his knees, he began kissing up the others thighs. Tien shivered in anticipation as the other slips the ring off.

“You got this baby, I’ll make it all better.”

Tien moaned as Yamcha took the tip into his mouth. He was beyond sensitive and was moaning and writhing beneath Yamcha touch. Tears began to spill from Tiens eyes from pure ecstasy. Yamcha slipped off and switched to stroking Tien.

“Look how desperate you are baby, so pretty.”

Yamcha pulled the fabric of the others boxers out of his mouth.

“Tell me what you want baby.”

Yamcha swallows the others cock down to the base. Tien is practically screaming.

“Please, please just wanna cum! All for you! I’m yours please please just let me cum!”

Yamcha hummed on the others cock, speading up. Tien continued to moan and gasp for air as his hips uncontrollably spasmed into Yamcha hot mouth.

“Yam- gonna- ah!”

With a final bob of his head Tien was shaking as his body exploded into Yamcha mouth. Both catching their breathes for a few moments, they just looked at each other both in a euphoric haze. Yamcha moved first releasing Tien from his binds, rubbing the others ankles and wrists Yamcha helps the other sit up. Tien couldn’t meet the others eyes.

“You alright there buddy?” Yamcha prompted.

“I just uh- never been better buddy.” Tien flushed, reality setting in.

“So…”

“Yeah… so…”

“Some bet that was, huh.”

“Yeah uh sorry. Come here Tien I’ll help you get cleaned up. Then uh dinner? My treat.”

[tellingtime-fanfiction]

Whoops! I guess I'm on tumblr now! Don't worry, I come in peace and I'm here to bring you Dragonball comedy and Vegebul smut. 

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[blossombriefs]

Agora Hills | A Goku OneShot [NSFW]

Authors note: hey guys! Be sure to drop a follow and a like! The support goes a long way! I'm also happy to take requests - please be following me and shoot me a message. I can work of prompts such as songs, locations, colours, scents. Give me a brief description and the characters you'd like. This also has potential for a fully smutty part 2 so if that's something you'd want to see let me know! Prompt: Doja Cat's song 'Agora Hills' "who's that man with the big strong hands?" "You're the one you're the only man, me and you on my OnlyFans" Summary: The reader is an OnlyFans model and after being threatened at a party has to come clean to her boyfriend, Goku Content: afab!reader x Goku, mature themes, blackmail and drama (Vegeta being a total asshole), mentions and details of anxiety, story heavy, soft smut near the end Word Count: 2836 words

Times had been a bit financially straining on you since you tried to settle down with Goku. You both shared a lovely home and with plans to start a family together, you needed to find a source of income to start planning ahead. Goku was constantly off either fighting insane battles on faraway planets or was off training with his friends. Sure, you could have just looked for something in your local area like in a store or on a farm, but when Bulma encouraged you to look into the site OnlyFans, it piqued your interest. Bulma is the best source of motivation you have. You were a little unsure about it but with her lovely compliments toward your appearance, you couldn't help but try it.

You had set up a tripod with a ring light in the corner of your spare room to get the perfect shots, using your phone to capture so many pictures of you in cute lingerie sets you had. You also used a couple of your boyfriend's t-shirts for a baggier look on your body. Your income was plentiful as your platform grew and grew. It covered bills, put food on the table and even left some over for you to treat yourself and Goku. However, one question always lingered in the back of your mind.

"How long can I keep this hidden from him?"

You hated keeping secrets from Goku, transparency was such a huge foundation your relationship was built on. He was always honest with you, would this hurt his feelings?

On one of the evenings he had free, Goku had invited you along to a gathering at Krillin and Android 18's home. Everyone was going to be there and you could tell from his eagerness that he was excited for you to finally meet the rest of his friends. You felt that it had been a long time coming and you put so much effort into how you looked while Goku sported his traditional orange gi. Hopping onto the nimbus cloud, he held you tightly as it whisked you toward the Kame House. As you approached your destination, you were both greeted by waves as everyone gathered outside on the beach. You nervously held onto your boyfriend's arms as he waved gleefully to them all, keeping the same wave and smile through your descent. You both bounced off together, greeting everyone. Going around everyone, you were introduced to his friends one by one.

"Y/N this is Krillin and 18," he extended his hand toward a slender, tall blonde woman and her opposing counterpart. You smile as you shake their hands and introduce yourself. Gradually he made his way around the rest of his friends; Master Roshi, Piccolo, and Yamcha were part of the introductions. Finally, your attention was directed to Bulma and her partner, who you hadn't yet met. He stood beside her with his arms folded over a buttoned up blue shirt, his aura nothing short of intimidating.

"Y/N, you haven't met my husband Vegeta yet have you!" Bulma chirped, taking his arm and yanking him toward you and Goku. You smiled at him timidly, admitting you were kinda afraid of him wouldn't have been the best first impression in your mind. You could sense him looking you up and down, choosing to address you with a scoff.

"So this is Kakarot's harlot, yes?"

You looked to Bulma in disbelief as her hand slapped his shoulder harshly. Goku was quick to wrap his hand around your waist as he spoke up, "Hey, c'mon Vegeta you know that's not very nice!"

He simply huffed in your direction as he followed the rest of the group inside, Bulma not far behind screaming an earful toward him. You felt uneasy, Goku rubbed your arm to try and ease you. You weren't someone to take comments like that to heart but something just didn't feel right. You all took your seats in the living room and for the most part the evening was going well. You all shared some drinks, had a laugh, shared some food. You hit it off so well with everyone that you felt like you were part of the family... all besides one person.

Crossing paths in the kitchen, Vegeta glared you down as you look a fresh glass from the cupboard. When you sat it down again to pour another drink you glanced back in his direction, "Can I help you?"

"Don't think I don't know your secrets," he slowly walked toward you, you felt as if he hadn't uncrossed his arms from your initial introduction. If looks could kill Vegeta would've buried you 100ft underground. "You know your vulgar acts aren't suited to him, that clown deserves a woman with a bit more self respect."

"What the hell are you talking about?" you retort. Your hands shaking as you unscrew the lid from the top of the bottle. Deep down you knew what he was referring to but how did he know?

"That woman runs her mouth to me about everything," his reply was cold. He turned his back to you and began walking toward the door that led to everyone else. "You tell him or I will."

A shudder ran down your spine. The tension left behind lingered with his words. Your heart raced, the weight of your secret growing heavier on your shoulders. You took a moment to collect yourself as you decided Vegeta couldn't be the one to tell Goku. Just as he was about to reach the doorway, you spoke up and the tone in your voice was full of determination.

"Wait, Vegeta please." you plead as you set the bottle down. He turned to look back in your direction with his arms still crossed and his expression staying cold. You look to your feet, "I'll tell him but please could we continue this conversation outside."

Vegeta continued to eye you for a moment, his pride more than evident, but eventually he nodded. Hoping you had cracked him he turned away and led you out the back door to the beach, the soundtrack to your serious conversation being the crashing waves of the sea. You lowered your voice and spoke soft, revealing your own vulnerability beneath what you were portraying as tough, "I never intended on keeping anything from Goku. It's just complicated and I never knew how to bring it up."

His response was a shake of his head and a scoff as he stared you down intensely, "He deserves to know what kind of person he's with, that woman refuses to tell him. I don't even understand what it is you're up to! Y-you're lewd-"

"I have an OnlyFans account," you confess with a deep breath. "It's just a way to bring in some money for us and I just didn't want him to worry about our future. I never intended on disrespecting him I-"

As his scowl deepened and his silence remained, you could tell he was taking in what you were telling him. Wether he'd allow you to tell him yourself or not was on the table was another story. He grunted and without allowing another word to leave your lips, he turned and walked back inside with you close on his heels. Your heart felt heavy with what could follow. You didn't know what would be said. You reentered the living room, Goku glanced at you with a sweet smile, blissfully unaware about the conversation you had just had as you took your seat beside him.

The living room buzzed with conversation and laughter but as you cuddled into Goku's strong arm the weight of the conversation with Vegeta was weighing on your mind, you could feel his intense gaze follow you from the other side of the room as you tried to settle in. A silent threat that you had to tell him sooner rather than later.

As the evening continued, you'd engage in small talk with the others to try and keep your composure but what made your heart feel warm was seeing how happy Goku was. He's an incredibly social person, much more than your average person, and was more than happy being in the company of his friends. After a while, Bulma pulled you into the kitchen. She had noticed how reserved you had become throughout the night and was growing concerned, "Is everything okay?"

You nodded with a forced smile, "Just a little burned out and tired, that's all."

She looked at you with sympathy, placing her reassuring hand on your shoulder, "You sure? You know you can tell me anything, right? If it's because of Vegeta's comment earlier I can always talk to him?"

You shook your head and smiled gently, "Thank you Bulma, honestly, but it's fine! I didn't take it to heart."

You lied through your teeth but she bought it, patting your back as she left you alone with your thoughts. Your anxiety was gnawing at you, you knew what loomed ahead.

As the night gradually wound down, Goku yawned and stretched as he turned to the remaining few people left. With a thankful smile he suggested that you both head home. He stood up, spinning you in his arms to face him. "You look beautiful. You're perfect. Your dress you picked is so beautiful I just can't wait to get back home."

You beamed looking up at him, placing a delicate kiss on his lips. He smiled as he kissed you back in return. However, your loving moment was interrupted by none other than Vegeta.

"I bet you won't be the only man to see what's under that dress tonight, Kakarot," he smirked.

You looked up, witnessing the glee in your boyfriend's face shift into shock. The panic surged through your body as you clung to him tighter, Vegeta's words hanging in the air. You looked towards him with a disapproving look but Vegeta remained totally unfazed, his arms crossed and a sly grin plastered on his face.

"What are you talking about, Vegeta?" Goku furrowed his brows, his hands slipping from your waist.

His response was sharp, leaning in with a wicked glint in his eyes, "Oh, nothing, Kakarot. Just saying that some things... or some people... aren't as pure or nice as they appear."

The air was heavy with tension, your throat was running dry as tears began filling your eyes. Bulma stepped in between the two men swiftly, placing a hand on her husband's chest, "Vegeta enough. Stop it! There's no need for this you're making the poor girl cry!"

Goku's face was still taken over with confusion, turning his attention from Vegeta to you. You could hear his own worry take over, his eyes like a puppy's, "Baby what's going on? What does he mean?"

You were hesitant and unable to string your words together. Again, stealing your opportunity, was Vegeta, "Ask your precious partner about her little online endeavors. She's not as innocent as she appears."

You sigh, placing a hand gently against his chest as you look up towards him. Taking a deep breath and your voice was trembling, "Can we talk when we're home about this Goku, please."

The arrogant Saiyan prince wasn't done. It wasn't good enough for him. Purely with a sarcastic tone he chimed in once more, "Oh, how touching. Wanting to keep things private now? The woman who claims she loves you oh so much is selling herself online for a few extra zenies! Showing herself off to other men, tarnishing your trust."

Unable to process what he was being told, he hung his head as he let go of you entirely. Your arms dropped from his shoulders. He sighed gently, "I'll be outside Y/N. When you want to come home come meet me. We'll talk about this at home."

"Goku plea-" your words couldn't stop him from leaving, slamming the door behind him. You couldn't do anything but tremble. You knew why Vegeta did this, he loved seeing Goku weak or vulnerable. You also knew Bulma wouldn't let him live this down. You smiled sadly in her direction and thanked your hosts, leaving behind a now perplexed group of friends. Sat in the sand outside, creating little patterns in the sand with his finger, was your boyfriend who sat in an overwhelmed silence. You took a deep breath, shuffling in the sand beside him which left your dress covered. The beach was serene at night, the waves crashing against the shore heavy at the other side. "Please, let me explain,"

He sat in an almost child-like silence, his eyes fixated on the shapes he had drawn. The gentle sea breeze carried your tension and sadness. You had never seen him so hurt, it was all your fault. He looked up at you with tears starting to form in his eyes, "I can't believe you'd cheat on me with Vegeta..."

"Goku what?" you said, shocked. "I just met him today?"

"Look, Y/N, I love you. I don't want to lose you. If you've been chatting with him online and-"

This is where everything clicked, Goku had no idea about OnlyFans and what the site was. He took Vegeta's words at face value. You shook your head and cupped his face in your sandy hands. "Baby no, it's not that. I have an account on this website where I sell some pictures of myself and it brings us in lots of money."

Goku wiped his eyes, blinking back anything else that could spill. "What do you mean?"

"These men that buy these pictures don't see me in person. They don't touch me. We don't have sex. It was just an easy solution to our money problem and I'm sorry I wasn't honest. Vegeta knew because Bulma told him. I can't be angry at her for that..."

"So-so you're not sleeping with other people. He made it sound so filthy."

"I can show you what I do when we're home." you reassure him. His face softened as the weight of the misunderstanding started to lift from his shoulders.

"I should've trusted you, I'm sorry." he whispered. You held him close to you, you thought through that night you could've lost him.

"I should've been honest from the start, I just didn't want you to worry. I'd never have wanted to have hurt you."

As he gently pulled back from you he summoned his nimbus cloud. Kissing your forehead gently he softly spoke, "I just want to understand everything. We can move forward together afterwards can't we?"

You nodded gratefully at his understanding words. Together, you climbed aboard your transport home. You could tell from the way he held you that he was still skeptical and his emotions were mixed. You wanted to do your best to help him understand.

Once you arrived back to your house, hand in hand you led Goku upstairs to show him the tripod and ring light set up in your spare bedroom. Sitting him down on the bed, you ran through how the site worked. He nodded along taking in every drop of information. You shown him how much income you brough in each day and explained what everything went to. Finally, you handed him your phone to look through the photos. His eyes widened in a gleeful way as he began to flick through them.

"Babe, you look smoking hot in these!" he beamed. You could feel the negative tension lift off your relationship and a new tension start to brew. Looking up with a smirk, "Can I help sometime?"

"You wanna help?" you gently smile. He nodded his head fast. His hands wandered to the front of your strappy dress, carefully slipping it down to reveal your bouncy, perky tits to him. You flushed red a little. Once your phone was propped up on the tripod, you posed for a few photos with your ever supportive boyfriend. You tried letting him control the ideas, however his Saiyan instincts were close to kicking in and wouldn't leave much time for many pictures. He stayed behind you in most of the shots, cupping your breasts with his big, strong, calloused hands or encouraging them down to play with your pussy. You hadn't done anything sexual on your account yet and allowed him to assist with teasy photos. His hands grabbing your ass, his hands squeezing your thighs. He was giving you the content that could only grow your platform more.

He gently left little bites and bruises on top of your breasts, neck and shoulders. With a cocky grin and a chuckle, he whispered in your ear, “Now they’ll know you belong to me.”

Finally, he took some of you sitting on top of him. You gently straddled him as he slipped his fingers in your mouth for the final shots, your spit dripping down his hand as he looked up at you in pure amazement.

"That's my girl," he said with a gently slap to your ass. You tilted your head gently as you looked down at your strong, sexy boyfriend pinned under your thighs.

"Do you have any other questions?"

"When can I fuck you for all your fans to see?"

[whaledenwtf]

Vegeta x Reader -

Hihi!! The last fanfiction I wrote was the Kratos x Reader. I love Vegeta, so I'm writing a fanfiction. This has also been cross-posted on AO3 here: Link Enjoy this Smut-fest.

Warnings: afab!reader and Male Smut, Breeding Kink, Creampie, Choking, Dom/Sub dynamic, Use of Pet names/Nicknames, Praise and Degradation, Oral (Male and Female Receiving), Fighting, Blood, etc. Porn with Plot, basically 

Vegeta is also a little OOC, especially after seggs, so warning for that too!

WORD COUNT: 6197 Words (Jesus Christ)

Hope you enjoy this story ~

It had been probably, the WORST week of your life. You got evicted because your landlord ended your lease - can landlords even do that? what a dick, you thought to yourself. That, plus the massive training block you've been experiencing AND the fact you had just ended the worst date have really made you crave a night of forgetting everything. You're so grateful for alcohol and Bulma. Both were incredible distractions and can help you forget everything.

"Thanks again for letting my stay here until I could get back up on my feet." You tell her after taking a sip of your rum and coke. She waves you off, lifting her feet up onto the couch, tucking them under herself and getting comfortable.

"(Y/N), I'm serious when I say you're welcome to stay as long as you'd like. You don't understand how much I need a friend in this house." You giggle.

"What do you mean?" Bulma groans, and takes a massive gulp of her vodka sprite.

"My parents... are my parents-" That, you could understand. They are a handful. "And Vegeta's always been a pain in my ass. Especially since I got back with Yamcha-" You almost spit out your drink.

"WHAT?!?!" You gasp out loud, before whispering, as if you were conspiring. "Since when? What happened to 'working things out' with Vegeta?" You were curious, as she went on and on... and on and on about fixing things with Vegeta for the sake of Trunks.

"I mean, there's definitely love for him as the father of my son. But that love can only get me so far. We understand that we aren't meant to last. Plus Yamcha has gotten better at communicating his feelings and his wants. He's definitely not the same person who cheated on me years ago." Bulma stated matter-of-factly. You furrow your brows.

"So why's Vegeta still live here?" Bulma takes a sip of her drink and ponders her response.

"Well... At the beginning it was because I would miss him too hard, and I couldn't imagine a world without him in it. Now, its partially because of Trunks, and partially because-" She leans in close, and whispers in your ear. "I feel bad for him. He really only has Trunks now..." She bites her lip as she moves back to her spot.

"He'll find someone. He's... very attractive and sets his mind to things and sticks to it. I mean, sure, his pride is his greatest weakness, but he definitely has more pros than cons, especially now." You always found Vegeta attractive, but that was a given. Both Saiyans (and Broly, when you think about it) are very attractive beings. You wonder if its Saiyan genetics that make such handsome men, or if it really is just pure luck.

"Ou~" Bulma purrs. "Want me to set you two up? I'm sure he wouldn't mind. He can already tolerate you and has complimented your strength-" Your eyes widen.

"What has he said?" You lean in, excited. Bulma smirks knowingly.

"Maybe this planet isn't doomed after all." She puts on her best Vegeta impression, which makes you giggle.

You spend the rest of the night chatting and getting drunk with Bulma, by the time you both head to bed, its almost 3 am. You stumble through the halls, bumping into different doors. You open your bedroom door, and walk to your bed. When you collapse, your eyes are closed and notice that your bed is warm... and hard?

"Woman! Is there a reason you're in my bedroom? It's 3 AM, some of us train around here." You snuggle deeper into the mass.

"S-ry 'Geta. M'drunk." You slur out, with zero environmental awareness.

"GO IN YOUR OWN ROOM!" He whisper yells, trying to push you off. You whine, cuddling your face into his neck and inhaling. He instantly freezes up, and you feel heat pool up his neck towards his face. Eyes still closed, you smile softly.

"Mmm... smell good." You lay your face directly on his pulse point, blissfully unaware of the speedy pitter-patter of the Saiyan's heart.

"Woman-" He whisper-yells. "Please get out of my room." His voice is pleading, and your mind seems to begin feeling guilt.

"Can't. Can't walk. 'M too drnk." You whisper into his neck sadly, sniffling as tears spring to your eyes. Your body was vulnerable, especially so under the effects of alcohol, and Vegeta feels concerned. On the one hand, he is uncomfortable with physical touch, but on the other, the way your breath hits his pulse point has brought his Saiyan instincts out, and he does not want to take advantage of one of the only women in his life who finds him tolerable- semi tolerable? he thinks to himself. He sighs.

"Lemme carry you then." You hum.

"Thank you, Princey." You leave a small peck on his neck. Insignificant to you, probably, but meant too much to Vegeta. From his limited understanding of Earthlings and their tolerance to alcohol, it lowered inhibitions, but also could bring out instincts. Do you trust him? That question unloads a can of worms in Vegeta's head, as he lifts you in a bridal carry and walks towards your room, which is a short walk from his door. Despite this, it feels like centuries. He watches your face as you slowly fall asleep to the rocking of his movement as he carries you. What if you DID trust him? Vegeta knows he is not a good man, perfectly shown through his relationship with Bulma, or lack of. He couldn't keep a woman, who, he would never admit, helped him through a lot and even gave him a son. A son he hasn't even taken care of much! Vegeta's brow furrows and he stops walking in the middle of the hallway, which stirs you from your light slumber.

"'Geta?" You ask him confused, still drunk. He looks into your eyes, and can't help but admire their colour.

"Almost there-" He whispers softly. You gaze at his face, before reaching a hand to his forehead. The soft touch to his face makes his eyes widen.

"You should smile more. You're handsome when you do." You whisper, before your hand falls from his forehead, and lingers on his cheek, holding him softly. Vegeta's brow unfurrows, as he watches you. He then walks you to your room, and prepares to leave you at the door.

"Tha-nk y-ouuu 'Geta." He helps you out of his arms so you could land on your legs, though you did so a little unstable. You kiss his cheek quickly, and giggle before opening and closing the door behind you. Vegeta is stunned in place, holding the cheek you kissed as a raging blush flushes his entire body.

"Ugh, my head." You groan as you walk into the kitchen, where Vegeta and Bulma are bickering.

"Yeah I'm in pain too. Wish I could use a Senzu bean-" Bulma jokes, but Vegeta cuts her off.

"What a stupid use of a Senzu bean. You'd be wasting it to get through something ridiculous." He bites at her, and she rolls her eyes.

"Normally, I'd fight you, but I'm in too much pain and care too little about your opinion." You wince, and can tell those words hurt Vegeta a little, no matter how much he hides it.

"Woah Bulma, 'ts a little much. Let's all just have coffee, breakfast, and then we'll all feel better." You speak up as you walk past Vegeta, brushing his shoulder with your hand as a sign of respect, and defense. Vegeta looks at you with an eyebrow raised, and you raise one side of your lip slightly, smirking at him. You loved Bulma, but sometimes she says things she regrets, especially when hungover. She groans.

"Coffee sounds great." You giggle, as you make coffee for you three. You pass everyone a mug, and take a sip and sigh into the warm mug.

"I'll make us breakfast. What do you want, Vegeta?" You ask, looking at him over the rim of the mug. Bulma raises a brow.

"Why are you asking him?" You hum looking at her.

"Cause he's gonna be eating the most portions. I'm already making eggs and bacon, but he'll probably want something else, right 'Geta?" Your eyes switch from Bulma to Vegeta, and you can see the tips of his ears blushing, before he crosses his arms and turns to look away from you.

"Tch. Make me three steaks on the side, woman!" You roll your eyes at Bulma, who chuckles.

"All right, your highness. I'll make them rare and also feed them to you?" He smirks at that.

"Finally, someone who can understand the worth of a Prince-" Bulma rolls her eyes.

"Being the prince of 3 people is like calling me the queen of nothing." Vegeta's head snaps to her, and he growls.

"What a fitting title for someone who brings nothing to my life-" Bulma's eyebrows raise, and so do yours.

"Okay Vegeta, let's calm down~" You hold his shoulder, and rub it, eyes widening as you can see his hair flicker between blonde and brunette quickly.

"Tch. She's insufferable!" He cries out, effectively calming himself down.

"You're BOTH insufferable, actually. Both of you need to fucking relax." You tried not to swear often, but they were annoying you. Both of them shut up, eyes wide.

"I'm gonna finish cooking, we are going to eat calmly and quietly, and then I can go train for a bit before I-" You're taking the bacon out of the oven when your phone rings, and Vegeta grabs it for you.

"Who's calling?" You ask him as you grab the device from his thick hand.

"Tinder James? What kind of a first name is Tinder?" Vegeta raises a brow and you cough, eyes wide.

"He's calling you back?! PUT HIM ON SPEAKER." Bulma shouts, excited. You roll your eyes, but answer and put him on speaker while you cook.

"(Y/N) here." You respond.

"Hey sweetheart. Sorry I had to cut our date short yesterday, you know how it is haha-" You roll your eyes as Bulma mimics the movement of vomiting. Vegeta stays silent, watching your face. You had a date yesterday? He's upset at this information, but would never tell you that.

"Its fine-" You start to respond. "I mean, if you wanna continue the date tonight I'm game." He cuts you off.

"Continue... our date?" You ask confused.

"Yeah? I didn't hit so I thought you'd want me to hit it-" Both you and Bulma actually guffaw at that.

"Something funny?" He asks confused.

"Listen here, sweetheart-" You start sarcastically "You weren't gonna hit. You spent the whole date checking your phone and texting. I'm not stupid and I'm not someone who you can push around. We aren't gonna fuck, so stick your dick elsewhere. Oh! And delete my number." You hang up before blocking the number, turning to grin at Bulma. She laughs and high-fives you after you turn off the stove-top, eggs ready. You pile the eggs and bacon onto plates and get going on the steaks while handing the plates of food to Bulma and Vegeta. They start eating, and by the time you finish the steaks, Vegeta has finished his portions.

"Here you go." You hand the pile of steaks to him, and eat your meal. He doesn't touch his food, and looks at you expectantly. He harrumphs to get your attention.

"Yes?" He raises a brow.

"Why aren't you feeding me?" You laugh in his face. You pick up a piece of bacon from your plate before shoving it in his mouth. He choke on it, eyes wide looking at you.

"Eat your damn steaks." You tell him as you shovel eggs into your mouth and wink at him. Bulma laughs at him, as she picks up the empty plates and puts them in the dishwasher. Vegeta stays quiet and starts to eat his steaks, but you can see that his hairline is flickering blonde, but he wears a small smirk on his face.

The next couple days you don't see Vegeta at all. Normally, it wouldn't affect you, but you felt... saddened by the lack of his presence.

You are walking past the Gravity Chamber when you hear a massive explosion, and shouting. You sprint towards the Chamber, worried.

"Stupid Earthlings and their stupid creations!" You smirk at the angry Saiyan, who is hugging a robot, his hair a dark blue.

"Cute look, Vegeta. Is she your new girlfriend?" You tease, smirking at him. He turns to looks at you, and the tips of his ears turn pink.

"Woman! How dare you joke about the Saiyan Prince and his taste in women?" He grumbles loudly, walking closer to you. His hair goes back to brunette, and you can't help but admire his handsome looks.

"It's okay Vegeta. I won't tell Bulma~" You say in a sing-song voice, winking at him. He drops the robot before crushing it with his feet. You raise an eyebrow and smirk at him.

"These ridiculous jokes must end! Where is the respect for royalty? An understanding of- of greatness?" He asks you, getting closer. You look up at him, and bite your lip.

"I apologize for my humour, my prince-" You tell him, as you curtesy. "I'll make sure to only sing my praises of your existence, your majesty." The tips of his ears are deepening into a dark blush, and his cheeks are also discolouring.

"That's more like it, woman! Though, Saiyans always greeted me on one knee-" you cut him off, grinning.

"You want to see me on my knees? Dirty prince." His whole face turns red, and you can feel his Ki rise significantly.

"Y-you vile woman! Such tactless behaviour- such a dishonourable sneak attack!" He stutters angrily, his eyes becoming a beautiful teal and his hair a vibrant blonde, once again. You giggle before rubbing his chest to calm him down.

"I'm only kidding 'Geets-" he grumbles looking away from you, face still flushed. He snaps out of Super Saiyan, and his blush lowers significantly. "Hey, wait a minute! Why don't we train together?" His head snaps back at you, intrigued.

"Why should I train with you?" He asks unkindly. You roll your eyes at his attitude.

"Well, for starters, your little playroom is broken-" his eyebrows furrow and he is reminded of his loss. "Secondly, I've had the worst training block in my life. I can't do anything right and having someone like you train with me will surely help!" He ponders this for a moment.

"Fine. But only because, as you put it, "my playroom is broken"." You smile at him, and grab his wrist to drag him to an open field far away from Bulma's ire.

"Tch. We could've flown here." He crosses his arms, raising a brow.

"Yeah, but sometimes walking through nature helps clear the mind, and prepares me for a battle." You say, as you roll your shoulder and stretch your body.

"C'mon Vegeta, I know you've said that I am a competent fighter-" Vegeta cuts you off angrily.

"Does that putrid woman share all my secrets?!" He goes back into Super Saiyan, getting into fighting position. You giggle as you also stance up.

"She's being harmless, 'Geta." He comes towards you first, fist almost breaking through your block.

"Jesus Vegeta. You need to slow down so the rest of us can catch up!" You huff out, faces close together. You blush as your eyes wander to his lips.

"I will never "slow down" so that a mere Earthling can catch up to the Prince of all Saiyans-" You punch his gut as he speaks, and he barely reacts to it, eyes widening. You aim a kick to his ribs, but he quickly grabs your calf, and spins you. You use your other foot to kick his sternum, and fly up in the air. You dodge and hit eachother, nothing that would really need a Senzu. Then you decide to up the stakes.

"I've been practicing this technique- CATASTROPHIC CANON-" [note: idk man im trying] A massive ball of red-hued Ki shoots towards Vegeta. In his mind, the move sounded idiotic, so surely he could handle its power. The ball then splits into three and hits him from all angles. He's never seen a move that did that! He was impressed, but it could be stronger.

"That was cute, woman! Let me show you a real show stopper- GALICK GUN!" You tried to dodge, but it was too late. Like a meteor, you crash into the ground under you, creating a crater around your body. Vegeta's eyes widen as he flies towards you, worried.

"Woman!" When you don't answer, he walks closer, concerned.

"Woman?-" Your eyes were closed, but your chest was still moving. "Y/N?" He's right next to you now. You grab his ankle, and flip him so you land on top of him. You sit on his lap, and hold his arms up over his head, panting loudly. Blood is dripping down a gash from your forehead, and he can't help but find you to be the most beautiful being he's ever seen.

"I-" You inhale. "Win-" exhale, looking deep into his eyes. He tries to break out of your hold, but you grip his wrists tightly, and he flinches.

"That was dirty!" Vegeta protests, blushing. You get closer to him, your breathes mingling.

"I'll make sure to play nicely next time, Prince Vegeta-" His lips catch yours in ah instant. Your lips mold to his perfectly, and the small moan you let out is not unnoticed by the Saiyan. Your grip on his wrists loosened, and he takes advantage of your vulnerability to flip you under him. Your thighs wrap around his small waist, and you pull him closer to you, grinding up to him.

Your open your mouth and you begin another battle. His tongue and yours lash against eachother, and you further explore his mouth, tracing your tongue over his teeth. Your tongue caresses over his canines, which were sharper because of his Alien heritage. You puncture yourself on them, and he moans out when a drop of your blood lands on his tongue. You pull away to look him, eyes wide.

"Please-p-please Vegeta." You whimper. He looks at you, panting slowly.

"Call me by my real title, sweetheart." You moan, pushing forward to kiss his neck. You lick up and down his pulse point. He moans into your hair, and you feel a rush of slick leave your body. He sniffs the air around you before groaning.

"I can smell you sweetheart-" You whimper into him, before licking up to the shell of his ear.

"Please Prince Vegeta. Please touch me." He pulls you up off the ground, still grinding into you softly.

"As you wish, princess-" He shoots off the ground, flying quickly back to Capsule Corp to continue what you had both started. As he flies through the skies, you continue to lick and kiss his neck, before biting down on junction between his neck and shoulder. He growls in your ear before pulling away to look into your eyes.

"Do that one more time and I'll make sure you can't ever walk again." His focus goes from one eye to the other, and you can't help the surge of need that flows through you from his attentiveness.

"That better be a promise, my prince-" Before you could end your sentence, he's already landed on his balcony, and has slammed the door open with his foot. He kicks the door shut behind him and lays you on the bed. He watches you for a moment, as you wriggle to lean on your elbows and look up at him.

"Why are you staring at me?" You ask curiously, a blush forming on the apples of your cheeks. He bites the fingertip of one of his gloves, pulling it off, before mirroring the action for his other hand.

"You remind me of the women from my planet-" You roll your eyes at him.

"Usually during sex, you don't tell the person you're about to sleep with they remind you of someone else." He barks a laugh at that, trailing his hands near your ankles, pulling off your shoes and working his way up your legs, caressing the muscles there.

"You're strong- physically and mentally. You're talented in many trades, multi-faceted. Powerful-" he begins to kiss his way up your torso, his warmth bleeding through your clothing. "Intelligent. Beautiful. Alluring. You have an air around you-" He cuts himself off then, having kissed his way up to your face and stopping.

"You possess much more than any of the women of this planet. You call to me in ways the people of my planet never did. You're much more than the sum of all these things together. I've always thought this." He murmurs as he looks into your eyes. He sees your eyes shine before you speak up.

"I've always admired your strength-" You begin to say as you caress his arms, before pulling his calloused hands towards your lips and kissing each fingertip, each scratch and mark that makes him, Vegeta. "You're much more than your physical prowess Vegeta. You're mental fortitude, after everything you've been through- continue to go through-" You exhale loudly. You hold his face in your hands.

"You are the ultimate warrior. You always compare yourself to Goku but in my eyes you will always be more than he is." You thought you saw his eyes water, but he burrows his face into your neck before taking a deep breathe.

"Princess, I need you. I've wanted to conquer this body like the thousands of planets I've conquered in the name of the Saiyan Army. I want to watch you quiver underneath me as I take everything you have to offer- and much more." He growls out, showing his teeth. You whimper, once again getting wet at his words. He plays you like an instrument- and he's the maestro. You quickly pull off your clothing until you are naked under him. He admires your body quietly, before looking into your eyes.

"Fuck me Vegeta. Breed me like I'm yours." He bites his lip looking at you.

"You already are mine. I'll make sure to mold your body to mine, woman-" You bite down on his neck, as a form of chastising him.

"Don't call me woman-" You warn him softly. He groans in your ear and his hands roam your curves. His fingers find the peaks of each breast, twisting and rubbing with the pads of his fingers. Your hands wander across the planes of his body that are still covered by his blue training gear.

"What should I call you, Y/N?" He asks you softly, before taking your right nipple in his mouth.

"F-Fuck Vegeta. Please call me yours, call m-me princess~" He groans at your words, his arousal showing through his clothes. "Show everyone who I belong to-" You never felt so dirty in your life; pleading for a man to call you his, never in your life could you imagine the submissive turn this took. You want to take control back, so you flip yourself back on top. He looks up at you, biting his lip.

"Such a good princess for me. Pleasing your Prince like a good girl~" You growl at that, grinding down hard into the clear outline of his heavy cock. You begin to tug on the collar of his training gear.

"I'm gonna rip this off of you and ride you. I wanna be a good girl for my Prince." He smirks at that, before his eyes widen at the ripping sound his gear makes. You pull the tattered fabric off his body, nails lightly scraping the surface of his skin.

"So handsome, and strong. Perfect for protecting me~" You whisper in a sing sing voice, before kissing down his body. You start from his lips and work your way down. You can tell your bites and hickeys are already mostly healed, so you leave a couple more before kissing his pecs and lavishing his nipples in attention. He covers his mouth to muffle a moan, as he squeezes his eyes shut.

"Don't shy away from me now Vegeta. Let me hear you." You tell him, pulling his arm away. He pants at you, eyes wide.

"T-these damn sneak attacks!" You grin at his words.

"I'll show you a sneak attack-" You begin the sentence, before gripping his cock in your hand. Its girth is unimaginable, your hand barely closing around it. His length is above average, and you could already tell you would spend many days worshiping his cock if you could.

You slowly thrust your fist up and down his length, watching how his cock pulsed under your hand. You could tell there was something peculiar about it, like the small ridges near the head and the particularly thick vein on the underside. Your other hand goes to his balls, which seemed to have already been straining for attention.

He whimpers as you touch him, but swears as soon as your tongue touches his slit.

"Fuck~ just like that princess-" You moan around his cock, taking the head into your mouth and giving it small sucks and kitten licks.

"Such a good little Earth whore for her Saiyan Prince- f-fuck. Can't wait to fill you with my royal seed." You didn't realize Vegeta was so vocal during sex. You pull your mouth off him and sit on your haunches, slowly stroking your up and down his cock.

"W-why'd you stop?" He asks angrily, hair flicking to blonde for a moment. You hover over his body, before grinning.

"Let's put that mouth to good use-" You sit on his face looking down at him. You hear him inhale through his nose deeply, before he looks up at you, lust prominent in his eyes. You bite your lip before tugging on his hair, and in a moment his fingers latch onto your thighs, and his tongue takes a wide lick up your slit. You look into his eyes to see him staring at your face. His tongue continues to take wide licks, before it enters inside your pussy. He licks up the juice that leaks out of you, groaning under you. You moan out his name as he does so, and hear him muttering under you.

"Taste so good for your Prince. Such a good girl-" You moan out loud, before you have to use your left hand to hold yourself up. You stretch your right arm behind you, and grip his cock, before giving him a sloppy handjob. He grunts under you, before unhooking his left hand from your thighs and spreading you open. You caterwaul when his tongue finds your clit, swirling and giving it attention while he lets his thick middle finger stretch you out by entering in and out of you slowly.

"F-Fuck Vegeta." You knew you were being too loud, and were worried about an audience outside the door.

"That's right princess. Tell everyone who this pussy belongs too." The slurping noise he makes is whorish, and your mind instantly clears of all thought.

"Fuck-fuck-FUCK!" You begin to grind on his face, slick leaving you in waves.

"That's right Y/N. Tell me what you want-" He enters a second finger inside of you, the stretch delicious.

"Want to cum- need to cum so badly Vegeta! Please please please-" You beg him, your hand and body moving in tandem with one another.

"Gonna make this pretty pussy cum all over my tongue-" He mutters, grinning. You look down and see the predatory look in his eyes.

"Please Daddy- please let me cum~" You're just blabbing random words, brain short circuiting at the intense pleasure between the apex of your thighs.

"Daddy?" He grunts at that.

"Want me to be your daddy?" You don't answer him right away, but he gets a response out of you when he takes his mouth away from your pussy and bites down on the side of your thigh, canines breaking skin. You groan in pain, the pleasure being elevated by his roughness.

"Answer me princess." He demands, fingers still entering and exiting your body languidly.

"Y-yes Vegeta. Be my Daddy, my Prince. F-fuck. Just let me cum!" You beg him, tears in your eyes at the edging Vegeta put you through.

"What a good girl. Such a good girl for daddy-" His lips latch onto your little pearl, sucking and licking, with his canines bumping into the sensitive bundle of nerves. The attention serves to be too much, and your sight goes white. You cum on his face, but more than that you squirt a little. He continues to suck on your pussy, the twitching and wailing from the body above him not stopping his actions.

He licks up your mess, enjoying that all his senses are surrounded by you. When your body goes lax he releases you, laying you under him to continue his caressing and kissing on your body. He pays particular attention to the junction of your neck, where he leaves a deep bite. The bite snaps you out of your euphoric ride, eyes widened at the sudden pain. You must've made too much noise, because Vegeta covers your mouth with his hand, as he licks up the mark. You can already feel the skin begin to mend itself, as his Saiyan saliva speeds the healing process. His hand releases your mouth when you're no longer whimpering in pain.

"Now everyone will know who you belong to-" He grunts at you, his hands caressing your torso and the undersides of your breasts. You look into his eyes, panting at his attention.

"Fuck me." You tell him, touching him on his forearm. He grins at you, sharp canines stained with your blood.

"Excuse me?" He asks you, acting galled at your words. Without answering him, you push him to sit on his haunches between your thighs. As you do so, his eyes wander your body, his tongue reaching out between the seam of his lips to lick them. Your hand trails down your body, and as you begin to pant with need, you spread your pussy open, and his eyes widen at the sight of your slick leaking out.

"Fuck me, Saiyan." Your voice was authoritative, and without warning, Vegeta growls and pulls your thighs closer to him.

"With pleasure, princess." He pushes your legs all the way down, your knees bumping into your shoulders. You grab your legs by the backs of your knees, and he takes his cock in his hand and strokes your pussy. When his tip would bump into your clit you'd moan loudly and he'd chuckle at you, breathless.

"Look at you; your crumbling resolve left you cock hungry for the Prince of all Saiyans." He begins to push himself into you, the stretch of his cock nothing like the stretch from his fingers. You find yourself flinching at the intrusion, and Vegeta notices. He pushes himself all the way in slowly, before putting you both into a mating press. Your nipples were sensitive dragging against his chest. He looks into your eyes and whispers.

"You're doing great, sweetheart. Such a good princess for daddy-" His hand snakes between your bodies, and begins to rub your clit as he begins to move. The minor pain from the girth of him begins to ebb away, and pleasure begins to take its place.

"F-fuck Vegeta. So b-big." He chuckles, before groaning.

"Princess. You're so fucking tight. Gonna fuck this pussy good. 'N make you squirt again." He mumbles out, words slurred by the feeling of your pussy squeezing him. You whimper at his words, beginning to grind into his cock as he moves.

"H-harder Daddy. Fuck me good. P-Please-" You beg, almost weeping with tears running down your cheeks. . He wipes your tears before using both hands to brace himself onto the bed.

"Anything for you." He says passionately. It struck a cord in you, the sincerity of his words making you gaze at him with love. The intensity of your coupling is one you've never experienced, and your body and soul feel overstimulated by everything Vegeta. His thrusts are strong, and your legs slip out of your hold as you grip the bedsheets under you, needing something to ground yourself.

Your legs wrap around his hips, and the heel of your foot bumps into the patch of fur at the small of his waist where his tail used to be. He moans out, his voice loud. You notice him blushing as he looks into your eyes. His thrusts go harder, and he grabs both your hands to lock his fingers with yours.

"Just like that princess- fuck." He grunts. You reach up to lock your lips together. Your bodies have become one at this point, with a feeling of oneness you had never felt in your life. You begin to purposefully rub the heel of your foot into the patch of fur, as you near your release. After a couple strokes of your foot, he shouts into your mouth, cumming into your pussy.

The twitching of his cock triggers your release, and you cum around his cock. You stay together for a moment, tongues languidly rubbing against eachother. He pulls away softly, panting. He begins to pull himself up, to watch where you are both connected. He groans again.

"Look at you princess. Creamed around my cock. Such a messy girl-" Your pussy twitches and he bites his lip. His eyes flicker teal for a moment.

"Don't tempt me to ravage you again, (Y/N)." You grin at him, acting coy.

"Sorry my Prince." He smiles softly at you, pushing hair away from your face. He then pulls out, and you whimper at the feeling of cum leaking out of you. He pushes his fingers into you, scooping up his seed and filling you back up.

"None of my seed should go to waste. You're the perfect mate." He growls possessively.

"Is that so?" You ask him. He nods. After a couple minutes of silence, he pulls his fingers out slowly, and you moan softly. He chuckles at the sound, before going into his bathroom. He closes the door for two minutes. You sigh, turning yourself so your laying on your side, leaning your head on your hand. You watch the door, eyebrows jumping when you hear a bang and a muffled "shit" through the door. Not a moment later, Vegeta leaves the bathroom with boxers on and a damp hand towel in his grip. He comes towards you, and slowly pulls you into his lap.

"What's all this?" You ask him softly, voice hardly louder than a whisper.

"After a Saiyan mating bite, the male is supposed to take care of the female. I'm going to clean you up and take care of you." His voice has mellowed out, with a softness which you haven't ever heard from Vegeta.

"Mating bite?" You ask curiously. Vegeta slowly wipes your neck, before moving to the apex of your thighs, cleaning your combines releases from you.

"Saiyans don't normally mate for life, but when we do we bite each other. Some scars, like mating bites, don't heal and we use them as markers of possession. Its to make sure female Saiyans don't get taken advantage of. It also helps mix our scents." You hum softly, eyes fluttering closed at his gentle strokes on your weak body.

"So I am yours?" You ask gently. He hums, before his other hand goes to stroke your hair.

"For life." Your eyes widen as you look at him. He looks nervously at your face. You pout and huff angrily. He flinches at your anger, and before he could apologize you cut him off.

"Well that's not fair. How am I supposed to mark you back?" His eyes widen.

"You're.. not upset at me?" You smile up at him, taking his cheek in your hand and rubbing it with your thumb.

"Out of all the people on this planet I'm the only one who can handle you most of the time. If that isn't an admission of love I really can't think of one-" You get pulled into a hug, and you hear him sigh sadly. You rub his back up and down.

"Listen Vegeta, I meant those words I said before. I really do admire you, and I do want to stick by your side. I mean, a warning would have been nice-" You say jokingly. He huffs a laugh. "But I really love being with you." You pull him away from you, and you see a small tear in his eye. You pull him forward and kiss his forehead.

"But never call me woman again!" You tell him warningly. He laughs out loud at that, and smiles widely.

"Alright, princess." You both lay back down, cuddling and spending the rest of your day in bed, ignoring the outside world.

END

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BONUS:

"Vegeta isn't answering his phone-" Goku says worryingly to Bulma, who he bumped into while looking for the missing Saiyan.

"Yeah, he was busy." Bulma answers, before a full body shiver goes through her. Goku looks at her worried.

"Are you sick Bulma? And Vegeta knows we are training today-" Bulma snaps her fingers in his face.

"Goku, he's with (Y/N)." Goku looks at her confused.

"Are they training?" He asks innocently.

"Horizontally." Bulma says chuckling, before walking away. Goku looks down and thinks.

"Is that a better way to train?" He asks himself.

[beneathstarryskies]

I just want your innocence (vegeta x fem!reader)

Word Count: 2,105

Summary: After discovering Vegeta is a virgin, you decide to make a move.

Warnings: smut, fem!reader, loss of virginity

@actuallysaiyan @carnal-lnstinct MY CONTRIBUTION TO THE VIRGIN!VEGETA PROPAGANDA HAS ARRIVED

The conversation arose one day when you were hanging out at Bulma’s house. Somewhere along the line, Krillin began talking about a horrible date he’d been on recently. Everyone had laughed about that, and swapped stories about their times in the dating world. It had been Bulma who mentioned the milestone of losing one’s virginity.

You remember your first time with semi-fondness. It had been a sweet teen fling, but of course it hadn’t been all that satisfying with all the fumbling hands and worried questions. An awkward silence hung in the air as everyone relived their first time in their minds. Bulma seemed to be the only exception, as she batted her eyelashes at Yamcha and bragged about how sweet he was to her. You’d faked a gagging motion, while Krillin teased Yamcha over his romantic nature. 

“How old were we then, Yamcha? 18? 19?” 

Yamcha scratched the back of his head nervously and chuckled, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Bulma. I was definitely younger than that.” 

“How? You couldn’t even look at me when we first met!” Bulma chastised him, and Krillin laughs too before turning to fill you in on how hopeless Yamcha was with girls. 

It was then Vegeta made his untimely entrance, freshly showered after a long day of training in the gravity chamber. A towel was wrapped around his waist, and his mouth opened to ask Bulma about more clothes. Before a word could come from his mouth, Bulma is turning to him with such a mischievous smirk he seemed to be mortified in anticipation of what was to come next. 

“What about you, Vegeta?” she ask, “Who was the unlucky lady or guy who took your v-card?” 

“My-WHAT?” Vegeta’s brow twitched and you swear the vein in his forehead is becoming visible. 

“Your virginity, duh,” Yamcha added, never missing the chance to one-up Vegeta. Although you felt it was a cheap shot to do so when Vegeta was faced with earthly terms he obviously wouldn’t know. 

You hadn’t expected Vegeta’s reaction. All the color seemed to drain from his face, and his shoulders went slack as he tried to fumble for an answer. His angry facade returns quickly. 

“And who are you to ask something so intimate of the prince of all-”

“Virgin,” Krillin chortled. 

“Excuse me?” Vegeta’s voice booms through the living room. “A prince does not kiss and tell!” 

“Definite virgin,” Bulma agrees. “Nothing to be ashamed of, Vegeta! You’ll meet the right person when the time comes.” 

Still, she leans into Yamcha and giggles against his shoulder. Your brows furrow as everyone continues having a good laugh over Vegeta’s predicament. The prince himself is so stunned his jaw hangs open and his face is beet red. You gently kick Bulma under the table, raising your brows so she’ll cut it out. Her face is red, but she’s trying not to giggle anymore. You know she’s had something of a fixation on Vegeta since he moved here, and they’ve certainly butted heads. Still, treating him this way was wrong. 

“Vegeta, you don’t have to say anything,” you say finally. 

“Tch! I know that, woman!” 

He stomps off, mumbling something under his breath. You watch with a sinking feeling in your stomach. When you consider how Vegeta had spent most of his life under Frieza’s thumb, it’s really not all that surprising he hasn’t experienced intimacy. It was nothing to be ashamed of, but the rest of the group began to laugh among themselves as soon as he was gone. 

“Maybe if he cracked a smile every once in a while,” Yamcha chuckled. 

“He doesn’t even have to smile,” Bulma sighs. “If he’d just be a little nicer.”

Finally, you excuse yourself from the group. They all try to call for you, trying to get you to stay. You find Vegeta’s room and knock shyly on the door. At first, he doesn’t answer, but when you knock again he sighs softly and tells you to come in. 

He’s surprised to see you of all people opening his door shyly. He’s still wearing only a towel and in your presence, he straightens his previously defeated demeanor. You close the door behind you before flicking the lock and smile at him softly. 

“I’m sorry about them,” you say as you walk across the room. You sit down on the bed beside him. 

“Hmph.” 

“You don’t have to say anything,” you sigh softly. “I understand if you’re angry with me-” 

“You didn’t do anything,” Vegeta sighs. 

“I know, but…It still wasn’t right for them to say those things.” 

You reach over to take his hand, trying to get up the nerve to say more. Vegeta scoffs and pulls his hand away from you. Your heart hurts, but you scoot a little closer. 

“Vegeta, can I ask…why?” 

“Ugh, ‘why’ what? Don’t be so vague, woman!” 

You sigh and roll your eyes, “You could try not yelling at me. Plus, y’know I have a name.” 

“Whatever,” he growls. “Just get to the point.” 

“Fine,” you huff. “Why are you still a virgin?” 

“Tch. That’s a stupid question,” he rolls his eyes. “I just never had time. There’s no time for silly romance when you’re taking over planets.” 

“So? You’ve been on earth for a while now.” 

He looks away, “That doesn’t mean I’m just going to fuck anyone who spreads their legs.” 

“Ah, so you are romantic! Is there someone you like?” 

His cheeks heat up and suddenly he can’t even look at you. Of course, you of all people would ask him that. He does find it sort of cute that you’re so oblivious. You scoot closer to him, your eyes trailing down his chiseled profile to settle on his lips. 

“You can tell me,” you say. “I won’t tell anyone.” 

“Is that so?” he chuckles. 

“Yeah! I promise. I’ll keep it a secret!” 

Vegeta doesn’t answer. Instead, he turns to you quickly and presses a rough, slightly clumsy kiss on your lips. You gasp softly, the knowledge settling over you suddenly that you must be the one he likes. You giggle before leaning in to kiss him again. Your fingers run through the tufts of dark hair spiking out from the nape of his neck. Vegeta shudders from the affection. It’s so unknown and foreign to him, but he can’t get enough. He leans forward, effectively pushing you back until you hit the bed, and then he’s hovering over you. Soft, wet lips eagerly find yours again. His hands cautiously rest on your waist, just below the curve of your tits. 

He growls softly when your tongue drags against his bottom lip, quietly asking for permission. His lips part and his tongue meets yours in a sensual caress. As soon as he feels that, his mind goes to incredibly lewd places about where else your soft, warm mouth would feel so good. His cock hardens almost instantly, and he presses his hips against yours. He relishes the sweet little moan you let roll through your throat when you feel his cock pressed against you. You both are flustered with your lips swollen from heated kisses and hearts pounding. 

“I could be your first. If you’d like…” you trail off shyly when you spot the smirk on Vegeta’s face. He kisses your lips quickly before moving along your jawline. 

“Naughty little thing,” he whispers. “You came here just to be the first to have the mighty prince between your legs.” 

You try to protest, but you know his words ring true. You wanted him, but you didn’t want it to seem like sympathy sex. You’d been interested in Vegeta for a while. Somehow knowing of his inexperience almost made him seem more approachable to you. Although if you’d known the truth of his feelings, you would’ve made a move much sooner. 

For all of his big talk, Vegeta begins to feel nervous as he sits up on the bed and begins to undress you. You help him when he fumbles, which to most would be comforting but only hurts his pride even more. He doesn’t even know how to properly undress a woman, how is he ever going to pleasure you like a prince should? He can’t help noticing how your excitement never wavers even when you have to take off your own bra. Instead, once you’re nude you seem to hunger even more for his touch. You pull him close again for another sloppy, excited kiss. Your hands are all over him, taking in every dip and curve of his muscular physique. He grunts when you near the base of his back where that small tuft of fur is all that remains of his tail. He shudders as your fingers run through the fur. 

“Don’t touch me there,” he growls. 

“Sorry,” you pull your hand away. “I didn’t know.” 

Vegeta scoffs quietly but returns to his previous mission of kissing every inch from your neck to your chest. You moan softly, making his heart feel like it’s going to pound right through his chest. He’s not sure he can take it slow any longer. He rips the towel from his waist and tosses it aside. You spread your thighs for him to slot between. 

“I’m going to do it now,” he says awkwardly. You stifle a giggle.

“Okay, uhm, do you need me to help?” 

“No! I know how to do it, woman!” 

You arch your brow at him, but maybe he does know. He does have access to a computer here, after all. You wouldn’t doubt if he’s watched some porn in the dead of night. He presses his cockhead to your slit and rubs it between your folds. Your arousal makes his cock feel slick. Every time he hits your clit, you’re more and more excited to feel him inside of you. You pretend not to notice him look down to make sure he has the right hole before pushing the tip into you. Just from that, his head is spinning. 

By the time the head pushes through the tight ring of your entrance, his balls feel so unbearably tight he wonders if he should stop. His head falls forward, just barely missing yours, and he pants heavily. His grip on you is so hard you’re sure to have bruises. He’s tense above you. 

“Are you okay, Vegeta?” you ask as you stroke his cheek. He can’t even answer. 

He just nods before pushing the rest of his cock into your warm, wet walls. He can’t believe how good it feels as you squeeze so snugly around him. His cock is already throbbing. He doesn’t know if he can stand to move an inch. Yet you’re lying there, so expectantly. Your fingers run through his hair, and your eyes are so heavy with lust as you look up at him. 

He thrusts once, twice, then stops. His heart is racing and his cheeks are burning. Your walls flutter so well around him, he feels like a blubbering fool. You reach down to grab his ass, gently nudging him to keep going. He growls as he thrusts two more times. On the fifth thrust, he cries out and his body curls into yours. He holds you close as he sloppily thrusts thick shots of cum into you. The pleasure of his orgasm is more intense than anything he’d ever felt before and more satisfying than any battle he’s ever fought. 

It’s only when he comes down from his high, that’s he absolutely mortified by what he’s done. He growls as he pulls out of you, and recedes completely. He covers up with a blanket, too embarrassed by the sight of his half-hard cock still leaking with the remnants of his arousal to keep it revealed for your eyes. After all of his bragging, and he didn’t even make you finish. He’s quite sure he didn’t even get you close. He feels like a joke. 

“Damnit, woman!” he growls. “Why didn’t you tell me…?” 

“Tell you what?” you giggle softly before crawling over to him, pressing tentative kisses on his shoulder. 

“That it would feel so good! A warning would’ve been nice.” 

You roll your eyes before pressing his hand to your pussy, still leaking with his seed, “Yeah, I could say the same.” 

He scoffs, but can’t completely pull his hand away. He finds himself pushing the cum back into you with his fingers almost by instinct. You kiss his shoulder again, then bravely kiss his lips. 

“The good news, is that we can do it again.”

Vegeta softens up. He certainly likes the sound of that.

[fortunesque]

WIP Wednesday

Here's a bit of a future chapter of Think of Me (Raditz x Reader, rated E). It's getting a little harder to find stuff to share for WIP Wednesday because most of the stuff I have at this point is either major spoiler heavy, or smut. Thankfully, this is neither 😅

The drinks have done a lot to open him up; Raditz is leaning back in his seat, with his feet propped up on a chair across from him. His tail is draped over the side of the chair and lays on the floor.

Between his tail, lounging around, and crazy amount of hair, Raditz reminds Yamcha more of a lion, than anything.

It's so weird to him that Raditz gets treated like such a loser. He's a really cool dude, at least, in Yamcha's opinion. He's certain that a lot of people on Earth would find him cool, too.

Maybe, he's not cool out in space? That's not really fair, though.

Well, Raditz is more than welcome to chill with him anytime. He's a cool dude.

Raditz shrugs. "Look, it wasn't really complicated. Power level is lower? Shoot em. Power level is higher? Get the fuck out."

"Wait, so you'd run away?" Yamcha asks.

Raditz rolls his eyes.

"Of course," he says. "I'm not going to get fucked up by natives just because some rich asshole wants to build a resort planet. Fuck 'em."

He brings his fingers up to his mouth, then sighs in frustration and puts his hand down.

Yamcha's seen Bulma do the same thing when she's done one of her many attempts to stop smoking. He wonders what kind of invisible smoke Raditz is craving, right now.

It's absolutely wild to him that this is Goku's brother. They don't look a thing alike, for starters. Not only that, but Raditz cusses and talks shit like a thug.

It's surprising, though, that he doesn't talk about getting laid, or about what women are like out there in the galaxy. Raditz almost talks like he's a taken man.

Maybe he is, and he's just not aware of that, yet.

Yamcha thinks there's something more going on with you and Raditz. Realistically, though, a long distance relationship is hard to maintain.

He thinks it's a good thing, though. Bulma says Raditz seems to have perked up quite a bit. Good sex with a beautiful woman will do that, but—

Yamcha swears there's more to it. You two looked right together when you curled up on the couch in his lap.

He's going to see if he can get Raditz to talk about you more, then talk to Bulma about it.

He can't help but notice, too, that Raditz cusses way less around you and doesn't talk about anything too violent.

Yeah, Raditz is trying to leave a good impression by being polite with you.

Good. That's a very good start. It's how Yamcha started reforming.

He hopes that Raditz makes friends along the way. One woman can't bear all of that. Goodness knows Bulma couldn't. Little Goku was a godsend to keep Yamcha in line. Maybe, Yamcha should be Raditz' Goku?

Yikes. Those are massive shoes to fill.

Yamcha should probably call Krillin to come help.

He makes up his mind; he's going to ask Raditz if he wants to train with him. The guy has potential in all sorts of ways.

And, it's a way they can hang out. Because, Raditz is cool.

[sketchfanda]

sketch’s smut fic one shot commissions

If between 5 to 20 bucks seema reasonable for the quality I put out then Would anyone be interested esp when I make clear who and what I will and won’t write? Hit me up on dms here or on Twitter as sketchfan85. Roll on up and let’s see what I can provide you

examples of my work https://archiveofourown.org/users/Sketchfan/works one shot smut fics only.

Dudes I will write main muses:Kirishima Moxxie Krillin Muses of choice:Peter Parker, Lincoln loud,aeolus06’s human Tony Tony chopper, dib membrane, beast boy, roadhog, takashiro komuro, hanatarou yamada,patanu’s human rigby,killer croc,shinji ikari,ranma saotome, roger rabbit

possible maybes=izuku,naruto(already have enough of their own smut and harem based fics),luffy(likewise).ron stoppable(henrickdrake's new pets comic has that covered plenty),kaminari,tetsutetsu,Jaune (plenty wrists and artists do him enough plenty), sun wukong,yamcha

chars i will NOT write;any and all saiyan dudes(esp vegeta,gohan or goku,the saiyan centric harem bullshit,fuck you writefiction you gohan fanboy),Cardin,Adam Taurus,bakugo,monoma.mineta,mordecai(fucking simp bluejay),any uchiha(esp asshat),any league of villains dudes or nomus,zetsus,roshi,oolong,happosai, self inserts/ugly bastard/typical hentai douchebags and faceless womanizing casanovas,roshi,oolong,boruto(little shit),harry potter or any other char from his series,likewise no women from that series.

kinks i will NOT write:cuckolding/ntr and cheating esp if any of my muse dudes are the intended targets,any weird or gross crud,rape.no bleached/blacked type stuff or raceplay.

series or movies i won't write:any live action,no literature i mainly read comics and manga as i like my stories visual,but specifically NO MCU,likewise dc movies and connected or related series,no twilight,no vampire diaries or any other type of teen drama bullshit,suernatural or otherwise,no harry potter(i don't give a fuck what or how jk rowling's tanked her own career,i was never into the books and LOATHED the movies and that extends to fantastic beasts). canon art styles like that of butch hartman or seth mcfarlane will be rejected (unless the woman or women in question prove exceptional design wise,and that's a big IF), matt groening series females like from simpsons or futarama also depend on exceptionality of design.Absolutely NO big mouth of anything by the brickleberry crowd.about the only female i'll take from rick and morty is the interstellar demon stripper.

hentais are acceptable so long as i'm familiar with or can learn enough approximate knowledge of the chars from it,likewise any manga/anime or cartoon i'm not familiar with. candidate and scenario suggestions are taken into consideration though some if not all may not make the cut.

So if anyone thinks my writing is worth 5 bucks,hit me up if you're maybe intrigued.

[yeowangies]

Blood Stains

CHAPTER III: Delicate Unspeakable Lines

❧

PAIRING: Raditz/Reader RATING: Mature CONTENTS: Canon Divergence AU, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, Enemies to Lovers. WARNINGS: Attempted Assault in this chapter, Drinking WORDCOUNT: 3506

Summary:

You realize he’s standing well within arm's reach. You’re not exactly drunk, but you’re obviously not sober either. And the experience from earlier has left your mind more than vulnerable for any kind of thought. So you can’t help but stare at Raditz right back, determinedly inspecting his face. He has a few tiny scratches from wherever he had been before crash landing at your place, and he’s still damn handsome.

Notes:

Please check the warnings.

I have a trigger warning for this chapter for attempted assault, it's some few very short paragraphs and I put the first word and last word in bold letters if anyone wants to skip them, you will still understand the story. And if you want to read them, it's nothing graphic

There's drinking involved in this chapter too, no one gets drunk, but just in case anyone is uncomfortable with that.

You can check the tag #*bs if you wanna see the previous chapters.

Dust and debris rain all over you, scratching your skin. You curse under your breath; Raditz blasted through the wall, again, and this time he left. Seemingly for good. 

You were positive he had warmed up to you, but apparently that wasn’t the case. And you’re not even sure what you’re supposed to do now. Piccolo was strong enough against Raditz when he was injured, but not now that he’s fully healed. And you don’t even know where Piccolo is to begin with. Maybe keeping Raditz alive was a mistake, you’re not sure he’s not going to hurt other people; but at the same time, you don’t actually regret having given him shelter. 

You’re just pissed. Why did he have to leave like that?

“So, he’s gone?” Bulma’s voice brings you back to reality as you try to get up. She holds your hand, helping you up as you dust off the dirt of your clothes. “I don’t think you wanna hear an ‘I told you so’.”

“You’re right, I don’t.”

“Well, we don’t always get what we want. He’s dangerous and he’s out now, I warned you about this!”

“I know! I didn’t want him to leave either…”

“Especially because you didn’t get to fuck him.” Bulma says in a disdainful tone.

“What did you say?!”

“This wouldn’t have happened if you hadn't been so damn selfish!”

“You have some nerve! Do you really wanna talk about being selfish? You, of all people?”

“What does that mean?!”

“It means you break up with Yamcha whenever he says he wants to focus on his training, and instead of supporting him you get pissy, thinking that he’s cheating on you!”

“What does that have to do with anything?!” Bulma yells, visibly furious as her brows furrow as deep as possible. 

“It also means you not even calling Chichi to tell her that her husband is dead and her son has been kidnapped!”

“You’re a hypocrite, you didn’t do that either, if I remember correctly!”

“I wasn’t even there!”

“Because you were taking care of Raditz! Just because he looked at you like any man would! Talk about being selfish!”

“That’s… only half true!”

“Oh yeah? Like you haven’t been trying to get into his pants this whole time?!”

“That’s not-”

“And he didn’t even give you the time of day! Because he realized quickly how boring you are!”

You can’t help yourself when you slap her across the face, surprising yourself and Bulma as well. She looks stunned before she growls angrily, attempting to slap you right back but you notice it from a mile away, grabbing her wrist just in time. 

“You bitch!” She yells with tears in her eyes. 

“I’m the bitch after all you said?” You step back, staring at her for a moment before turning around to gather your things. “Don’t worry, I’m leaving now.”

Bulma is looking at you with anger as you walk out the room, dusting off your clothes on the way out. 

This is the last thing you expected to happen, even when you knew Raditz would leave, sooner or later. You were hoping it would be later than sooner, but it was only a matter of time until he completely healed. But you should have known, Goku also had moments when he healed abnormally fast. 

The argument with Bulma had caught you off guard, but you were pissed. And she has always been insensitive. 

Upset, angry and sad all at once, you decide to just stay at your apartment. If Raditz does something like kill an entire city or something, it for certain will show up on TV anyway. If that happens… you’re not sure what you can do anyway. 

Surprisingly though, as the days go by, nothing happens. You were positive Raditz would be breaking havoc by now. You wonder what he’s up to, if he’s ok and where he is. Of course he would be ok, he’s technically the most powerful being on the planet currently (shivers travel up your spine when you think about it), and his injuries were all healed too. So what is he doing?

After a week, you convince yourself to go to Capsule Corp. and apologize to Bulma so she can help you find Raditz, she has his scouter after all; but as you stand in front of the entrance gate, you change your mind. You don’t feel like apologizing just yet, not after everything she said (some of the things she said were true but they she said didn't sit right with you yet). She’s for sure going to check the security cameras and see that you were there anyway, so you turn around to leave. 

Before going back to your apartment, you stop for groceries, and it’s already dark by the time you head home. You double check your surroundings as a habit, and a few blocks away from your place, you feel someone following you. You’re not sure, but you can sense they’re just trailing after you. You panic momentarily, before grabbing your keys in your hands, just in case. 

Everything happens so fast, you barely have time to register as the stranger who was behind you abruptly pushes you into an alley, leaving you momentarily out of breath. A large man dressed in black pushes your back against the wall, and you yelp, letting your bags fall to the floor. Instinctively, you jam your keys against his face. Hard.

“Let go of me!” You yell, struggling to get free.

Your attacker doesn’t let up, only groaning in pain when you push your keys into his face. Pushing your hand away, he holds your shoulders hard, and you scream as loud as you can, slapping and clawing at his face.

“You fucking bitch, stay still!”

You keep screaming in anger, yanking at his hair and kicking your legs, despite the fact that he’s a lot stronger than you, and you’re not exactly doing any damage. His fist draws back, ready to hit you in the face, and you close your eyes, expecting the blow. 

It never comes, and when you open your eyes, you’re shocked to see Raditz standing right beside your attacker, holding his arm in place. He effortlessly yanks him off you with one hand, throwing him to the floor. The alley is dark until your eyes adjust to it, but you had never seen Raditz look so menacing before, not even when he first arrived at Kame House. 

When you see that he’s lifting his fist, getting ready to punch your assailant in the face, you grab his arm.

“Raditz, no! Let him go.”

He growls, deep from his chest, and his arm shakes in your hold before he lowers it, yanking your hand away. 

“Get lost before I rip off your intestines.” Raditz says, and the man looks terrified, obviously seeing the same threatening aura around him than you.

Your attacker runs away, and the adrenaline you felt a moment ago starts to subside, making you shake. You kneel on the ground, panting and closing your eyes tight. Your thoughts are jumbled up, feeling upset, angry, surprised all together. 

Raditz is still standing there with his eyes on you, but he remains still. 

“What are you doing here?” You ask him after an eternity of silence that was probably only a couple of minutes; he doesn’t answer. 

The cool air hits your face as you stand up and you notice that you’re crying, a few tears streaming down your face. He’s looking at you, stoic, as you wipe them off with your sleeve before gathering the few items that are somehow still intact even after you had dropped them so abruptly. 

“What have you done to me?” Raditz suddenly asks, and you turn to him with a frown.

“Huh?”

“I wouldn’t have even flinched before, under any other circumstance.” His brows are furrowed, and you notice his tail, tightly wrapped around his waist, bristling. “But I couldn’t…”

Confused, you stare at him for a minute. He’s gazing right back at you with dark angry eyes. You’re not entirely sure what he’s trying to imply, whether what he’s saying is something positive or not, but you’re too on edge to feel the need to engage in this conversation right now.

“Are you seriously telling me all this now?” Raditz doesn’t reply and you take the sight of him in, noticing that he’s dirty and his clothes are torn, with a few scratches on every visible part of skin. “What happened to you?”

He shrugs, and you don’t press for more answers. 

“Come with me, I’ll give you new clothes.”

He wordlessly follows you, taking one of the bags from your hands when you notice a couple of your nails have broken, and you’re bleeding a bit. You curse under your breath, and head back to your apartment with Raditz trailing behind you. 

He looks around when you open the door to your place, letting him in before locking it. 

“You stink,” You tell him, having felt his scent closely when you were in the elevator. “When was the last time you showered?”

“When I left your friend’s house.”

“You haven’t showered in over a week?!”

“There aren’t showers in the wild.”

“Fine… You can take a shower here, I’ll wash your clothes too.”

You get things ready for him, leaving out shampoo and a towel, along with fresh clothes before you basically push him towards the shower, frantic to get rid of the smell he has on him. 

After you order pizza for the both of you, you clean your hand, getting rid of blood on it and fixing your nails as best as you can. The incident left your mind rattled and your hand is shaking slightly. 

You don’t even notice that Raditz has already come out of the bathroom, wearing the clothes you left for him, until he grabs your hand to check out the small wounds on it. You jump in surprise but let him to as he pleases. 

“You’ll live.” He says with a smirk, and you snort.

“Yeah, well, that jerk owns me a manicure.”

“You fought well.” He lets go of your hand and sits across the table, in front of you. The clothes you gave him are from an ex boyfriend, and they don’t look that good on him; they’re clearly not his size, and everything seems too tight. 

“I hardly would call that a fight.”

“Whatever, you defended yourself and did a good job.”

You don’t answer as you get up to look for a drink.

“Do you drink alcohol?”

“Sure. What do you drink on this planet?”

You bring a couple of glasses and a bottle of wine, pouring some for the both of you. 

“This is wine. If you don’t like it, I have other drinks.”

You watch Raditz smell the glass like a sommelier would before he takes a sip, and nods. You smile, amused and happy, taking a long sip of your own.

“Is there alcohol in space?”

“Of course there is. Believe it or not, not all planets are that different from one another.”

“Really? Do they have trees, water, a moon and a sun?”

“Most of them do. Moons are not as common, sometimes there aren’t any, sometimes there are more than one.”

“That’s cool.” You look him over for a second, taking another sip. “I never thought aliens would look similar to us… Then again, I guess I’m an alien too.”

“To me, you are.” Raditz smirks before swallowing down the entire glass. “Most species have the same features, though.”

“Really?”

“Yes, as in, they have a head and arms and legs.”

“Well, I suppose that’s similar enough.” You chuckle. 

There’s a moment of silence as you fill both of your glasses again, and take a gulp out of your own. 

“Yours is the most similar to ours.” Raditz comments, looking around your kitchen briefly before landing his eyes on you. “There aren’t many species that look like us.”

“Didn’t you just say-”

“Having arms and legs doesn’t mean we are similar. There’s a reason why Kakarot could pass off as human on this planet. The skin tone of your species is as diverse yet exactly like ours.”

“I suppose… the tail is what tells you apart.”

“Our strength, too.”

“Yeah, I guess…”

Raditz opens his mouth to speak but closes it again. Whatever he wants to say dies in his throat, and you let it go, drinking more of the wine in your glass. 

“The structure of your species…” He says, catching your attention. “That’s also different.”

“What do you mean?”

“We didn’t always stay together like you humans seem to do. We mate but that doesn’t mean more than what it is.”

“You mean… you have sex just for fun, not to procreate?”

“Yes.”

“We do that too.” You chuckle. “Too often, actually.”

“I’ve seen you go around in couples, or in groups.” He arches an eyebrow, questioningly. 

“Well, yeah. We have friends and families, and sometimes we date too. But not always.”

“Date?”

“You know, like… have sex exclusively with one person? And have a romantic bond and all.”

Raditz lets your words sink in as he drinks the rest of his glass at once. You watch him, intrigued by everything he’s telling, and what he’s not telling you as well. He seems curious about your culture, however, so you don’t mind this conversation. 

“Have you dated?” He suddenly asks. 

“Of course.”

“Are you dating right now?”

“No, I haven’t dated anyone in a while.” You snicker, pouring more wine on both of your glasses. You have to get a new bottle for the next round. “Do you Saiyans date, too?”

“No. Most of us didn’t, anyway. We rarely stuck to one person.”

“So, what? You have sex with anyone, no matter what?”

“I wouldn’t put it like that, but sure.” He smirks.

The doorbell interrupts whatever you’re going to say next, and you quickly get up, knowing that it’s the pizzas you ordered. 

“What’s this?” He asks when you open one of the boxes. 

“It’s pizza. It’s really good, you’re gonna like it. I bought six, because I know you eat like crazy.”

Raditz takes a piece in his hand, staring at the cheese that practically drips down before he shoves the entire slice into his mouth. You stare at him with amusement as he starts gulping down slice after slice.

“You like it?” You ask sarcastically. He grunts in agreement. 

You eat slowly, even more so when you notice your hand is still shaking a little; you don’t want to drop a perfectly good slice of pizza. You tried to sort out some of your thoughts, currently all jammed up in your head. The fact that Raditz is currently sitting at your table seems funny enough, you thought you would never see him after he left Capsule Corp. like that. That he showed up out of the blue in the middle of an alley when a man was attacking you was even stranger. 

“How did you find me?” You ask him when he was almost done swallowing the last slice of pizza. 

Raditz flicks his eyes towards you briefly as he takes a large gulp of wine. 

“I got used to your… energy when I was at your friend’s house.” He looks deep in thought for a second before he goes on. “I went looking for you there at first, but I couldn’t feel you until I started to fly off.”

So, he’s learning how to read and feel other people’s ki. Makes sense that he would, since he doesn’t have his scouter. 

“Why were you looking for me?”

He stares at you for a while, and doesn’t answer in the end. You don’t feel like dragging it out of him, so you let it go.

“Thank you for saving me, by the way.” You say, realizing you haven’t really thanked him. 

Raditz keeps staring at you, and you’re starting to feel a little self conscious after a while.

“Are you going to eat that?” He asks, pointing to the one pizza left, the one you ate only two slices from. 

“No, I don’t think I can eat all that.” You laugh. 

“Eat.” He says sharply. 

You breathe in deeply before taking another slice. You’re not actually that hungry; if you were, you would eat more than two slices. His gaze is fixed on you even as you munch, and you feel more uncomfortable the more he stares. He notices your hand trembling, and you don’t try to hide it.

It only takes a few seconds for tears to well up in your eyes once more, and you try to keep them at bay but you can only do so for so long until they start spilling out of your eyes. 

“Why are you crying?” Raditz asks flatly. 

“If-If you hadn’t shown, he…” You stutter, wiping off your eyes with a napkin. 

“I know what he would have done.” His muscles tense and his jaw clenches when you look at him. “You should have let me rip his head off.”

“I probably should have.” You say with a small laugh. “Why are you here?”

He looks away from you, still very much on edge. You get up to pick up the empty pizza boxes, putting them to the side to dispose of them later. You clean your nose before turning to sit by the table again, but you almost collide with Raditz’s massive body. 

“God, you scared me!” 

“I thought you weren’t afraid of me.” He chuckles.

“I’m not, but I didn’t feel you when you got behind me.”

“You’re a strange woman,” He says, with a smirk on his face. “You get rattled over an incident like before, but you’re not scared of me, a very real threat to you right now.”

“It’s different. I know you won’t hurt me.”

“How do you know?”

“You would have done so already. Besides, you… saved me earlier.”

Raditz’s smirk flattens as he stares down at you. 

You realize he’s standing well within arm's reach. You’re not exactly drunk, but you’re obviously not sober either. And the experience from earlier has left your mind more than vulnerable for any kind of thought. So you can’t help but stare at Raditz right back, determinedly inspecting his face. He has a few tiny scratches from wherever he had been before crash landing at your place, and he’s still damn handsome. You focus way too long on his lips, wondering what it would be like to kiss him. Is his skin soft to touch? You doubt they have moisturizer in space, and you doubt it’s even a priority for what are basically space pirates. 

The moment passes way too quickly (or way too slow, you can’t really tell).

Taking a step back, Raditz moves to let you walk to the table to drink more wine, though his eyes don’t leave you.

“I must look very sexy right now.” You comment sarcastically, feeling slightly nervous about whatever just happened (even if it seemingly just happened in your head). He laughs, to your surprise, and you turn to him with a raised eyebrow. “You’re supposed to say that I do!”

“Now, why would I lie to you like that?” He grins.

“Excuse me?” You look at him with wide eyes. “You’re such a jerk!”

Raditz laughs again at your face, and you playfully slap his arm. 

“How dare you! After I feed you and everything, you say something like that to me! You’re getting too comfortable here…” You scoff, blushing slightly the more he laughs. He chuckles, keeping his eyes on your face. “...What?”

“Nothing.” He says with a grin, making you glare at him. 

You look away after a second, feeling too embarrassed and tempted to kiss him. Whatever you feel hanging in the air seems too delicate, like if you were to overstep any unspeakable lines would somehow make everything disappear. 

“I’m leaving.” Raditz says, bringing you back to the present.

“Don’t you wanna stay? I… I have a comfortable couch, even though you’re so tall.”

“No, I’m leaving.” He looks you over with a smile before turning around. 

“Hold on, mister, you’re not thinking of blasting through the wall again, are you?”

“Am I not supposed to?” He chuckles, and you roll your eyes.

“I have a balcony, you can fly from there.” You grab his wrist to make him follow you to the balcony, and you open the door to let him out. “I hope you’re behaving, I don’t even know what you’ve been doing.”

“You didn’t ask.” He smirks, turning to you briefly. 

“I ask you a bunch of questions you didn’t answer!”

“I suppose you did ask. I must not want to answer then.”

Before you can respond, Raditz flies off the balcony, wind making your hair disheveled. You huff, staring at the dot in the sky that’s him until you can no longer see him.

[sleeppyreader]

DBZ FICS (Smut, Angst, Romace, multi, AUs)

__SEXUAL INCOUNTERS__

This Ready Flesh created by gutterbunnyx

Son Goku/Other(s), Chi-Chi/Raditz (Dragon Ball), Son Goku/Vegeta (Dragon Ball), Son Goku (Dragon Ball), General Blue (Dragon Ball), Upa (Dragon Ball), Bulma Briefs, Zarbon (Dragon Ball), Hit (Dragon Ball), Merus (Dragon Ball), Hercule Satan, Dabura (Dragon Ball), Android 17 (Dragon Ball), Android 16 (Dragon Ball), Dr. Gero (Dragon Ball), Yamcha (Dragon Ball), Krillin (Dragon Ball), Tenshinhan (Dragon Ball), Piccolo (Dragon Ball), Maron (Dragon Ball), Sex Worker Son Goku, Everyone Is Gay, Sorry Not Sorry, Alternate Universe - Human, Slow Burn, Eventual Vegekaka, Christian!Merus, Businessman!Zarbon, Please read my disclaimer at the end of chapter one, Trying to cover my ass, Wrestler!Hercule, Cruising, Diary/Journal, Dr Gero is an asshole, Yamcha is an ass, Yamcha is gay for Tien, Piccolo is Ace, Tien is gay

Warning - Oral Sex, bathroom blowjobs, Office Blowjobs, Boyfriend Experience, Prostitution, Erotic Massage, Buttplugs, Exhibitionism, Prostate Milking, Exploitation of a sex worker, Blowjobs as bribery, Semi-Public Sex, Bathroom Sex, Condoms, goku fucks everyone: the fic, Character with Traumatic Brain Injury, Canon Disabled Character, Disabled Sex

Summary

Hi! I'm Goku. I'm twenty five years old. I'm an Aries. My hobbies include working out, eating and relaxing. According to my friends, I'm carefree, down to earth, a bit of an airhead, but really compassionate. I have a tendency to get hangry if I haven't eaten enough. Oh, I'm also a sex worker. [ON HIATUS]

Language: English Words: 17,460 Chapters: 7/? Comments: 18 Kudos: 62 Bookmarks: 9 Hits: 1315

[actuallysaiyan]

Do you write smut/character x reader for any dragon ball character? If you already answered this somewhere I couldn't find it and I apologise.

Hi there! I don't write for(smut or not) for Frieza, Cooler, King Cold, Buu(any iteration), none of the Ginyu force and not Roshi. Might be others I might not write for so please check with me for a specific character. I mostly write for Saiyans, Yamcha, Krillin, Tien, Bulma, Piccolo and some others

[tellingtime-fanfiction]

WIP Wednesday

The grand finale of Instant Trans-oopsie ended up a little too grand, so I will publish it in 2 parts/chapters. Part 1 will wrap up the story, and part 2 will be a special gift for fans of a particular genre. Specifically the hot and steamy kind. 😉

I'll let you know when I'm close to publishing!

The first 4 chapters of Instant Trans-oopsie have had an update. I fixed some spelling/punctuation errors and smoothed out botched sentences. Haven't read them yet? Take a look! 👇

[justanordinaryficwriter]

Hello everyone! My name is Izzy, this is a sideblog of blorbosfrommyhead. Here you'll find self insert fanfiction so if that's not your thing I suggest you turn away now. There will be no smut as I'm ace and highly uncomfortable with my fictional others being sexualized. I'll write when the inspiration strikes me so don't expect regular posting.

Characters I'll write for are:

Romantic:

🤚Casim(Aladdin and the king of thieves)

☀️Kars(Jojo's bizarre adventure: Battle Tendency)

💰Lupin(Lupin the third)

⚔Xenk Yendar(Dungeons and dragons:Honor Among Thieves)

🌙Jadeite(Sailor Moon)

🖤Darkling(Grishaverse)

🎲Oogie Boogie(Nightmare before Christmas)

🔥Valtor(Winx Club)

🌟king Magnifico(Wish)

🐶John Wick(John Wick)

🍎Ryuk(Death note)

👨🏻‍💻Izaya Orihara(Durarara)

🌌Starscream(Transformers G1)

💠Gojo Satoru(Jujutsu Kaisen)

🔆Ardeth Bay(Mummy)

🐄Alameda Slim(Home on the range)

Platonic:

💔Jean Pierre Polnareff(Jojo's bizarre adventure: Stardust Crusaders)

🧛‍♂️Alucard(Hellsing)

⚾️Yamcha(Dragon ball series)

Familial:

🥼Nurse Bendy(Moral Orel)

🎪Pomni(The amazing digital circus)

💀Spencer Reid(Criminal minds)

💪🐺🔨 Yuji, Megumi and Nobara(Jujutsu Kaisen)

There will also be reblogs of stuff like writing tips, other people's fics and whatever else catches my attention.

🌙Mari and Jadeite

safeshiptember swap AU prompt-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/727895521231011840?source=share

For dancing and the dreaming-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/728884322206203904/for-dancing-and-the-dreaming?source=share

drabble ask game-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/731354510224752640/or-whichever-you-like?source=share

drabblecember listening to holiday music prompt-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/737213688863457280/eternally-smitten-and-bioexorcizm-drabblecember

JanAUary soulmate AU prompt-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/740386981100568576/eternally-smitten-and-bioexorcizm-janauary-day?source=share

💰Maria and Lupin

safeshiptember fantasy AU prompt-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/727964571479015424?source=share

Alcohol and bandages-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/729706324929150976/patched-up?source=share

Full moon-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/732310078729977856/full-moon?source=share

drabblecember sleeping in prompt-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/736328868030529536/day-10-sleeping-in-the-one?source=share

💔Elizabeth and Polnareff

safeshiptember beach prompt-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/728504179767803904/safeshiptember-day-13-beach-the-one-where-two?source=share

drabblecember decorating prompt-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/735810393473253376/drabblecember-day-3-decorating-the-one-where-two?source=share

Dancing on the blades-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/736842165803761664/dancing-on-the-blades

🤚Anabelle and Casim

safeshiptember moonlight prompt-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/728681005719912448/williameastons-safeshiptember-day-17?source=share

JanAUary Tangled AU prompt-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/740028654159020032/eternally-smitten-and-bioexorcizm-janauary-day?source=share

🖤Ivka and Darkling

Question-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/729065379794747392/waiting-out-a-storm?source=share

Ocean deep-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/731033675025793024/benthic?source=share

🥼Nosy and nurse Bendy

familial September babysitting/childhood prompt-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/729314081764524032/girlyaoiss?source=share

Autumn-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/730128538327465984/autumn?source=share

🧛‍♂️Florence and Alucard

safeshiptember prompt friends-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/729591601533435904/williameastons-safeshiptember-day-tommorow-the?source=share

🎲Inky and Oogie

Bound by darkness-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/730317516924207104/title?source=share

drabble ask game-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/731347449807060992/how-about-for-oogie-raylex?source=share

Halloween-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/732721153829994496/williameaston-safeshiptember-day-27-friends-the?source=share

🔥Thalia and Valtor

Let the flames begin-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/731218712572690433/title?source=share

What haunts us-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/731596812975308800/what-haunts-us?source=share

drabble ask game-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/731622724303208448/for-you-and-valtor?source=share

Adversaries-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/732766470586679296/a-battle?source=share

🎪Marbles and Pomni

Family reunited-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/732029603972038656/family-reunited?source=share

🐶Katie and John

Little dark age-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/732310070964125696/enchant%C3%A9?source=share

🍎Maggie and Ryuk

Hurricane-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/734591848460451840/hurricane

drabblecember cold weather prompt-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/735502227675004928/cold-weather?source=share

JanAUary flowershop/tatoo parlor prompt-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/738409878200221696/eternally-smitten-and-bioexorcizm-janauary-day?source=share

Paint it black-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/742131935604768768/paint-it-black?source=share

☀️Isabel and Kars

I was made for loving you-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/735974251391221760/regrets?source=share

💀Juniper and Spencer

drabblecember movie marathon prompt-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/736573140503871488/eternally-smitten-and-bioexorcizm-drabblecember

👨🏻‍💻Abigail and Izaya

drabblecember being sick prompt-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/736760243789414400/eternally-smitten-and-bioexorcizm-drabblecember

🌌Sarah and Starscream

Home-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/738789853524901888/home?source=share

🌟Estrella and Magnifico

Cost of the crown-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/738849810084495360/cost-of-the-crown-estrella-never-thought-not-even?source=share

🐄Rosie and Slim

Bullseye-https://www.tumblr.com/justanordinaryficwriter/741934506422976512/bullseye?source=share

💗Joanne and Naomi

(masterlist banner by cafekitsune)

[ao3feed-gochi]

Business Woman And The Saiyans

by imjustawriter

Elease is a successful african american business women and she decided to expand her business nation wide by moving to west city and opening another clothing store who would've known she would come in contact with aliens.

Words: 5754, Chapters: 5/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Dragon Ball

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Son Goku (Dragon Ball), Son Gohan (Dragon Ball), Broly (Dragon Ball), Turles (Dragon Ball), Raditz (Dragon Ball), Yamcha (Dragon Ball), Trunks Briefs (Dragon Ball), bulma briefs (dragon ball), Piccolo (Dragon Ball), King Vegeta (Dragon Ball), Bardock (Dragon Ball), Paragus (Dragon Ball), Cheelai (Dragon Ball), Lemo (Dragon Ball), Krillin (Dragon Ball), Android 18 (Dragon Ball), Nappa (Dragon Ball), Tiencha (Dragon Ball), Chi-Chi (Dragon Ball), Original Dragon Ball Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s) of Color, Vegeta (Dragon Ball)

Relationships: Vegeta (Dragon Ball)/Original Female Character(s), Son Goku (Dragon Ball)/Original Female Character(s), Broly (Dragon Ball)/Original Female Character(s), Bulma Briefs/Vegeta, Chi-Chi/Son Goku (Dragon Ball), Broly/Cheelai (Dragon Ball)

Additional Tags: Movie: Dragon Ball Super: Broly, Dom/sub, Femdom, Bottom Broly (Dragon Ball), Vegeta being Vegeta (Dragon Ball), Sassy Vegeta, virgin broly, Headcanon, Saiyan Culture, Saiyan Instincts, Saiyan Biology, paragus is an asshole, Anal Fingering, Multiple Orgasms, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Dry Humping, chichi the sperm collector, Switching, Fluff and Angst, Smut, The Author Regrets Nothing, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, I don't even know what i wrote, Chi-Chi Being an Asshole (Dragon Ball), is vegeta a bottom, is goku a bottom, i think piccolo is hiding something, Touch-starved Broly, Intense Sex, Sex in a Car, Office Sex, i don’t use caps, Sorry Not Sorry, possible home wrecker, Kinda a slow build up, Broly Is A Good Boy, Women In Power, First ever story, the fathers are dilfs, broly is a big ole loveable baby, goku needs love, good boys

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/43420381