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Dragonball: Unforgotten
Chapter One Hundred and sixteen

“You didn’t…” you gaped at Gohan.

The half saiyan came back that “night” like he said he would. The only thing was that you hadn’t expected him to come back with his clothes in fabric bags and his two school bags stuffed with the most relevant and important textbooks he had. Wordlessly you understood the significance of seeing him right outside the spaceship with all of that in hand.

Gohan wanted to move in. Which technically meant he was running away from home. If Chichi hadn’t wanted to kill you before...she definitely would want to now.

“Yeah,” Gohan said awkwardly. “I know it’s a little early, given that I’m still in Highschool and we really just started dating but...it felt like the right thing to do.”

“What about Goten?”

“He’ll be fine,” The teenager said with confidence. “Really the only thing that’ll be different for him on a daily basis is that he’ll have his own room now,”

You blinked as you just stared at you boyfriend. It really didn’t bother you that he just assumed you’d let him move in with you. What you worried about more was where he would put everything. The bedrooms were really just built to be exactly that - a room for a bed.

“There’s no room in the bigger bed one...so Uh, I guess pick either one of the others,” you told him as you moved aside so that he could carry his stuff in.

As he moved into the main chamber, where the gravity room was, the scent of food cooking hit his nose. It wasn’t as complex as whatever his old home would be filed with but the smell of food still appealed to his grumbling stomach. While Gohan went to put up his bags, you went off to attend to the simple pasta meal. Although you didn’t have any more ground beef you did have more noodles and stuff to make more sauce. So that’s exactly what you did to increase the amount of spaghetti. Budget cooking on the scale to feed saiyan appetites wasn’t exactly the most balanced.

Gohan came to find you as quickly as possible. “It smells really good.”

“Hmm,” you acknowledged his compliment as you debated if it was worth carrying it out when it was all done.

In your contemplation you realized that Goku had actually been still for a couple of minutes. His energy had been zigzagging everywhere since lunchtime it seemed. And even though it was a bare whisper since the fight with Broly, it was like you couldn’t ignore him no matter how hard you tried.

You mixed the sauce and noodles together in a pan that took up all four stove burners. Only you did that on the floor because it would have been too tall for you otherwise. Well, too tall without hovering of course. And it seemed silly to fly inside of your home, sillier than putting massive pans on the floor.

“Take this to the table?” You asked Gohan as you already started on your next task. “I’ll get drinks and stuff.”

The stuff being bowls and utensils. Although you really did consider forgoing bowls entirely until you imagined Gohan shoving his arm into the yard deep pot to keep eating. In an endeavor to avoid making too big of a mess you also got out some tongs. By the time that everything was out, you and Gohan both were ready for the carb heavy meal.

You didn’t bother liking the face off from around your lips until you were satisfied. The amazing thing was that there had even been any pasta left over by the time that you and Gohan were both done. It would be enough to feed a small family, or maybe just one child sized saiyan like Goten. Which made you laugh as you leaned back in your chair.

Gohan had done his best to keep the spaghetti sauce from getting everywhere but he was no match for Murphy’s law. Neither were you but you had been wearing a shirt that was already stained up so it wasn’t like you cared that it got a few more. Gohan, however, had been wearing his signature white shirt that pulled so tight across his chest that you could practically snap the fabric.

“Maybe we should get some adult bibs for the two of us when I find some for the baby to be,” you joked.

“It might help,” Gohan laughed. “I don’t remember ever getting so messy with mom’s cooking.”

“I’m guessing she doesn’t make things like Spaghetti,” you said as you stood up.

As you started to get the pan, Gohan beat you to it. You didn’t fight with him at all when he said “I’ve got it”. Instead you decided to just continue on with your night. Walking around the space ship turned home was still strange for you. It still felt like you were visiting someone else’s house. After all it wasn’t that long ago when you called the apartment your home, and before that had been the capsule house. It would just take a while before you settled into your new place and stopped feeling like a stranger in it.

In your bedroom, while the water for a shower was heating up, you took off your shirt so you could pre-soak it. You stretched up high to the ceiling a few times to pop your spine as you yawned. When you realized that Gohan had gotten into your room when you’d been too distracted by such a heartfelt yawn and stretch, you tensed up. Even after everything that happened between you and he, you were still skittish about being undressed. Or at least exposing your torso. On top of the baby bump you were still trying to come to term with, you still had multiple scars on your body - one running down your breast bone, one under one side of your ribs, one on the other side roughly where your liver was, and there was one practically between every vertebrae. The lines were thin, surgical and faint from well maintained healing but they were all still there. Compared to how unblemished he was you were a patchwork like many girls at your first high school had called you. The anxiety and shame practically had your tail tucked between your legs as you fought the urge to cover back up.

You knew that stressing over your scares was silly. Gohan had undoubtedly seen them before. Sure the first time you had sex with him, most of your clothes had stayed on. But after that there had been a varying amount, generally clothes came off at some point during the multiple rounds. It was just that usually it was heat of the moment situations and not in such good lighting. Standing in front of him in a brightly lit bedroom space made you feel ...well not as attractive as he deserved. And the fact that you could practically feel Goku’s energy breathing down your neck as he traveled in your general direction wasn’t helping!

Gohan pulled off his shirt and started to kick off his shoes once he realized that he had been staring. Your brows scrunched up as you tried to gauge the situation. Quicky or slow? Oddly your thoughts drifted to the shower that you’d set to be ready—depending on the prior question it may or may not be a while till you got to the shower now.

Gohan gently got behind you and you felt his hands on your stomach. They were warm and strong. Your flesh gave way as he massaged your belly, even smiling into your neck as he got to your lower abdomen where the baby was currently residing. You keened in the back of your throat as his breath washed over your skin. You could feel the cool breath from his nose when he breathed out through it. It changed to warm as he opened his mouth and started to tease the area he knew were more sensitive. Which just so happened meant he had to crane his neck a little to get to the right area.

“You know, massaging my tail works a lot faster than rubbing my belly,” you said after a deep breath.

Gohan smiled against your neck. “I know. But you weren’t very nice this afternoon. So I thought goingslow would be good.”

“But I like fast,” you said with a frown.

“I know,” he said with a little laugh. “I like fast too but you had fun at lunch so it’s my turn to have fun.”

“...you can have fun by going fast?” You tossed your to him as you started to angle your arms.

Unfortunately Gohan caught onto what you were doing. He grabbed your arms and heard them into place. You sighed as he slipped his hands into yours to stop you from spreading up the pace. Your stomach was still a little in knots about the fact that you were still exposed in bright lighting. Even if you had your bra and pants still on you felt exposed.

Gohan used his legs to gently encourage you to buckle your knees. Slowly he went down with you. You could feel his chest as he breathed, feel the ripples of his abs as he quivered. As he slowly started to undo your bra and guide you to angling your torso against the bed, you wiggled around. Goku’s energy in the back of your mind was making you nervous. Gohan’s teasing you with his teeth gently scraping your back didn’t help. Once your bra had been ever so carefully removed from you, Gohan rubbed your nipples just long enough that you started to squirm. He trailed his hands down and around, squeezing the rise of your hips as he ground himself into your covered ass.

He bit your neck in a way that had you surprisingly desperately aroused. Like he found a nerve bundle directly connected to getting you wet. It traveled from your neck and down between your legs like lightning. You wanted out of your pants and you wanted out right now.

Gohan caught your hands as you went to remove your pants. They hit the bed with a hard thump. You fought and whined as he bit the nerve cluster over and over. He continued to rub himself against your ass. But at no point did he let you up as you at your panties from the sensation of his bites.

It wasn’t until he moved one of his hands to hold your wiggling tail instead of your hands that you stilled. You felt yourself squirting in excess excitement as he kept biting into the same spot over and over. But with the way that he tugged on your tail you were immobilized somewhere between ecstasy and pain. Ever so slowly, Gohan undid his own pants and slipped them and his boxers off. Only them did he help you out of yours.

You whined out his name as your hands balled into the sheets. Gohan gently let the pressure on your tail go. All the while he held you in place with the bite to your neck. You whimpered and moaned as he finally massaged the base of your spine. And you keened once again as he started to pet and fondle your womanhood. Even without him really trying you felt some of his fingers slipping between the encouraged labia, wet and hot. He practically felt you dripping into his hand as he rubbed the base of your spine and bit into a special spot on your neck from behind.

“Gohan,” you whined. “Fast, please?”

“I was late to class and got detention,” Gohan said as he finally released your neck.

“Please? Please?” You begged out between rapid breaths even as he started to slip his fingers towards an area of tightly pulled skin.

“Nice and slow,” Gohan said as he shook his head behind you. “And soft.”

“No,” you basically moaned out.

He teased the spot between your hole and your clit. He stroked you until you were basically pleading with him. You just wanted him to let you finish before Goku knocked down the door. Which felt like he was about to do.

“No time for slow and soft,” you tried to appeal to him in the best logic you could muster.

The very stubborn half saiyan finally put your top half completely on the bed and rose your legs up so that you were spread nice and wide. He slid in just as he promised - slow and soft. You did everything you could think of from your position to get him to go faster. Unfortunately there wasn’t much you could do given your position. You felt him slide into you slowly, sheathing himself fully. After one of your failed attempts to speed him up, Gohan leaned over you and pinched your clit with one hand, massaging a breast with the other. He stayed unmoving with his own body trembling. Gently he rubbed your pleasurable pyramid until liquid dripped down from where he was conjoined with you. Then he pulled his hand away to grip your hip, denying you your orgasm. Over and over this happened until even he couldn’t take it anymore.

As you cried from prolongued denial, Gohan’s last few thrusts brought you mercy. But when he unloaded inside and pulled out while everything inside you craved to continue pumping him, you cried out. Gohan held himself tightly in his own hands, knowing by now the unique pattern. Even though his seed was inside of you, he would have had a secondary orgasm if he let you have your own. Instead he squeezed himself its enough to bring that about on his own.

All the while your stomach felt so tight from a lack of resolve that it was like you needed to pee.

“That was great!” Gohan said with a devious smile as he pulled back.

“...but…”

“Hmm?”

“...” instead of getting words out you just glared at the wall.

You couldn’t seem to form enough thoughts to get anything out and after that pleasant sort of torture where your pleading was ignored, you were done begging. But god damn it, you wanted more. How the hell did Gohan have enough restraint to have gone that slow for so long?!

As you were trying to avoid begging you simply decided to sit on your bed and glare at him. The way that the ending rays of sunshine lit up his face made you want to throw something at him. So you did. Unfortunately the only thing within reach was a pillow. Gohan laughed as it hit him before sliding to the floor.

“I’m going to take a shower. When I’m done, I’ll be back to help you. Promise,” Gohan said with a solumn nod despite the grin on his face.

You flared at him but fell back on your bed, still clenched and release img with need. It was just like when you were in heat only mentally worse. He started the drive and wasn’t finishing what he started. Just like you had. To spite him you decided to try and get yourself to orgasm before he got back. But no matter how much you tried you couldn’t seem to do it. Like you were just missing something.

You bit onto the remaining pillow as you arched off the bed, trying again as Gohan seemed to take his sweet ass time. You couldn’t focus on anything other that pleasur in yourself, couldn’t sense anything as the need raced through your body with a literally inhuman intensity.

When your hips were grabbed and you were practically impaled on a thick, hard cock you cried out in relief. You didn’t care that you were still mad at Gohan. Nor did you care that the pillow you had been biting on was practically suffocating you. All you cared about was the fast hard pounding that finally brought you relief.

You arched up as you moaned when he kept pounding into you beyond the initial thrusts. You felt your legs being yanked upward over wide shoulders. You were jostled in just the right way and as your toes started to spread out in relief, hands pulled and massaged at your tail. You turned your face so that you could breathe, tossing the pillow away the moment you had been able to think about that.

Your fulfilling orgasm hit you like a waterfall. You groaned so heartily and deep in your throat that your roar mixed with his as he spilled inside of you.

...roar…

And you felt him swell even more as he rode a prolonged orgasm.

Gohan didn’t…do...either of those...

You opened your eyes and saw Goku.
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