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A/n: hey guys, just curious - do you like when I show Goku's thoughts on anything and what he's doing even if "you" aren't near him? Or do you want me to stick solely with what you think/sense/feel without insight into Goku? Just wanted some feedback on how I'm balancing with this perspective.

Dragonball: Unforgotten
Chapter Fifteen

You smiled to yourself as you traced Goku's hands, following the bones and feeling the calluses on palms. You stayed on your side with a sheet thrown over your body. It was too hot to have the cover on and until recently, Goku had been too asleep to convince him to let you go. He was still resting atop the sheet but at least you weren't being a human teddy bear. He was awesome and everything but...well it really was warm and he was a human heater.

Goku took a deep breath as he roused from his nap once more. He grinned to himself as he slowly came to his senses. The room smelled good as far as he was concerned but it was a different sort of good. He could smell a light sheen of sweat and his own fluids mixed with yours. It gave him a sense of pride and accomplishment that was very soothing.

The hint of blood near was disconcerting but he knew that it wasn't an actual issue. You had warned him that you might get a little hurt last night and he had definitely felt something kind of stretch last night at the start of when he first went in. Something that he definately didn't feel later. He guessed that was your virginity. Which meant that he got to feel something that no other guy would ever get to and that was oddly satisfying. Unfortunately based on how you were moving and the couple drops of blood (he checked while you were sleeping) that had smeared across your thighs he knew you were probably sore. But still...it was a strange sort of happiness on top of how good everything felt last night and how good it still felt now.

The teenage martial artist looked over to you as he intertwined his fingers with yours. But as he looked he saw something that caught his attention.

"Where did you get these?" Goku asked as he touched your spine.

You couldn't see it but between each vertebrae past the shoulder blades were small incision scar marks. Ones that you hadn't known were there...

"Wait, what?"

Goku sat up, slipping his hand away from you and tracing where every small scar was. They didn't bother him but the fact that you didn't know that they were there did concern them.

"You don't know where you got these?"

As you shaking sat up, you winced. You were sore. Really sore. As you used the headboard to rest on you pulled the sheet up with you. It might seem silly after everything but the idea of laying around completely exposed made you uncomfortable. Plus you still had to figure out how to get to the bathroom without Goku seeing the bruises he left in his wake. ...maybe when it felt like it was easier to move.

"No," you answered Goku's question with eyes drawn together in concentration.

"Huh, maybe you hit your head and forgot?"

"Can that even happen?" You tossed back at him in disbelief.

Goku shrugged, laying his hands in his lap. "Gramps told me that I hit my head as a baby, made me a better kid or something."

Wow. That was good to know. Also very odd. You wondered briefly if his gramps had just been making it up. Like how parents told kids about Santa clause or anything like that really.

"Speaking about your grandpa...How did he..." you tried to find the most sensitive way to ask. But you figured asking out right was the best, "How did he die?"

"Oh, a big monster killed him. Didn't I mention that?" Goku asked and you slowly shook your head no. "Oh. Well the monster from the full moon killed him."

"A moon monster?"

Seriously, did Goku ever catch a break? Or...maybe you should consider disbelieving some of his stories. But that wasn't something you really wanted to think about.

"Yeah, he told me about it. It only comes out on the full moon and attacks people who aren't asleep yet. He said it was huge! And that's why it's bad to be out when you should be asleep. Especially on the nights of the full moon."

Nope. Just this once he had to be pulling your leg. Or rather, he didn't understand that his grandpa had been kind of lying to him. You smiled half heartedly. Considering all of the troubles he had gone through growing up you weren't about to burst his bubble over his grandfather's fairytale.

"You have a scar right here too," Goku said tracing a faint line between your breasts.

You blushed a little at such a casual touch in such an intimate place. Of course he didn't go below the sheet line to touch your actual skin but his hand did separate your chest to trace the scar. You weren't sure if his attention was on visualizing the vertical line or if he suddenly realized you had boobs. Honestly it felt like a toss up with him.

"Yeah, that one I know I have," you whispered self consciously. "I also have one kinda under my rib and another above the other hip. Sorry."

They were actually really faint. Something that you had a hard time seeing from a distance. But you had always been able to feel it with your hands. And because they were there, you lamented over them quite a bit. To you they were very noticeable and unsettlingly unseemly.

"Oh," Goku acknowledged. "What are you sorry for? Did you do something wrong to get them?"

You shook your head no, and in a quiet voice you tried to explain, "I don't think so. I've just had them for as long as I can remember. I don't even know where I got them. My parent don't like talking about it so after a while I stopped asking. I'm just...sorry I have them. I know they're odd and ugly. I will try and keep them covered up."

Goku frowned. Your heart dropped at that look. He turned completely to you and spoke in a gentle but serious voice.

"They aren't ugly. They're interesting. They tell me that you've survived a lot even if you can't remember getting them. That no matter what you fight with all your heart to survive. And that's not ugly. That beautiful."

His words were beautiful but they were hard to let sink in. You'd spent years regretting them. Years where other girls in the locker room used to look at them frequently. One particular individual used to call you Patchwork. You always thought that was a bit extreme for the barely visible scars that you knew you had. It made more sense now that you knew you had them running down your spine like a ladder as well.

"I'm surprised with all the fights you've been in that you don't have any scars," you said, trying to change the topic.

Not that a scar would have made him any less incredible. In fact as long as it wasn't a disfiguring one, sometimes you thought they made guys better. Probably for the exact same reason as Goku stated. They were a reminder that they fought to survive no matter the odds. Then again considering that scar tissue was really easy to become disfiguring maybe you were really picky about what you thought was still beautiful and that suddenly seemed like such the hypocritical contradiction to you now.

"I have a scar," Goku said as though he didn't realize you didn't know already. "At the base of my spine. I used to have a tail there. But it was removed a few years ago."

"Like a little nub that made it uncomfortable to sit or could you move it around a bit like cropped tail?"

"No, a full tail! Like a cat or a monkey I guess. I could pick things up with it and everything. I kind of miss it."

"You're not joking?" You asked with your eyes wide in interest.

Vaguely you wondered if that was a genetic thing. And if that was something that would likely be passed onto offspring or if it was just a fluke recessive mutation that was unlikely to be passed off. If it was likely to be passed off, how would that affect a pregnancy? Umbilical strangulation was already a concern in pregnancies right? How much worse could a tail make it?

And with your thought patterns, you hand unconsciously drifted to your lower stomach. Goku watched it move and paid close attention to where it rested. He might not have known about sex but he knew that women her babies from their belly area. He had seen a few pregnant animals and women growing up after all. Plus all the Bun in the Oven jokes that Master Roshi had made over the years had gotten him very interested in what he'd been talking about. So to see you silently move your hand to your stomach like that made something inside of him very happy. Especially since you didn't look upset. He smiled and relaxed into the headboard beside you, using one arm to keep you close.

"Hey Goku?"

"Yeah?"

"Some time today I need to go to the drugstore and buy a morning after pill, is that okay?" You felt like you had to ask. It was his money after all.

"Are you sick?" He asked worriedly.

Pills, as far as he knew, were for sick people. He really hoped you weren't getting sick.

"It's to help make sure I don't get pregnant," you said seriously but tried to lighten the mood with what you thought was an ego booster. "I'm pretty sure you slid all the way into my uterus and filled it full up. No way your swimmers will miss. Especially if they're all like you and take this as a challenge. Can't have that happening right?"

Imagining little sperm dressed up in an orange hi made you want to laugh. You kept it back and made due with a smile instead. Goku seemed a little bit hurt though as his hold around your shoulder slackened.

"You don't want to have my baby?"

Shit. You'd been hoping that as a compliment. You turned over and scooted over the short distance to him. You cuddled into his side, laying your head on his broad chest.

"It's ... I'm still only 17 Goku. And until we make that wish, the doctors put an estimated death day on me from heart failure at the minimum. Pregnancy tends to be really hard on the woman's body. I mean I could try to have a kid right now but...there's no guarantee I'd live long enough to even make it to labor," you tried to explain.

You felt him tighten his grip again as he heard the worry in your voice. "But let's say that we make the wish and I'm good as new...we're both practically kids ourselves. There's so much that goes into having and raising a baby. I'm only seventeen - I'd like a few years before I have to think about it. Like maybe have somewhere safe to live, a job or some sort of money, and be married. I know it's cliche but...if I have a kid I want to give it all the options. And make it as easy as it can be as parents. Cause it could be a fighter like you, a brainiac, a musician...whatever. I want to be ready for that you know? And I just don't think I can help with that right now."

"Oh," Goku remarked in a conflicted tone. "Are babies really that hard?"

You stretched up for a moment and kissed his cheek affectionately. "The hardest. Or so I've heard. I haven't been a parent yet but I'm pretty sure it's hard. And it'll be for life. So in a few years if you're still with me...sure. We can try. But if you decide that you still want to make a baby with me, if you still want to be with me in a few years, sure. But if we're done here and you decide that you don't want that, that's okay too. We'll both find the right people eventually."

Goku felt a tingle go down his spine at that. It wasn't the fun kind. He'd been happy when you said you'd have a kid with him in a few years. But you had continued to talk. Normally he found that kind of cute. Especially when you realized you were rambling and got off topic. Right now, he didn't like where you were going.

"You'll find another guy?"

You curled into him a little more, making a thoughtful sound. "Well if you wanted to just be friends or leave, and I wanted to have a kid...I would need to find another guy I liked. Just like you'd find another girl you liked. Even if you don't want us like...well this...in the future, that's okay. It'd suck for a bit but we'd both get over it. There are a lot of people out there."

He heard "there are a lot of guys out there" despite what you'd actually said. The chill raced down his arms at that point. Goku practically pulled you onto his chest as he pulled you in closer.

"No," he simply said. "I'm not sharing you."

"...you wouldn't be sharing me if you decided you didn't like this relationship Goku," you pointed out. "Just because we slept together doesn't mean I'll force you to stay around. I'd like if you did but I get it if you don't want to. If you want to date other women that's your choice, not mine. So if you decide you want to sleep with other girls or guys I guess...that's okay. Just...The moment you decide to leave tell me okay? I might be mad and hurt for a bit but I won't hold it against you for long. I mean if I get pregnant and then you leave for another person I will be pissed as hell but...I can't stop you.

You were rambling again. You knew you were. But it was like a flood gate of worries forcing their way out of your throat. Even though you weren't the social butterfly of your school before you went to a home study program (before recently dropping out...) you'd heard plenty of drama about separation. You didn't want to be one of those girls who only had half the guy's attention and loyalty. You also didn't want to be the one clinging on fruitlessly, crushing their partners aspirations. You really wanted Goku to stay with you but you didn't want to try and cage him up with guilt to keep him with you either. You might, accidentally, but that wasn't something you ever wanted to do. Which was why the word vomit came out. So far the open communication thing was working and you wanted to keep it that way. It had even got you and Goku through sex for the first time, regardless of the oddities.

Goku, however, didn't like the topic. He kept thinking about the reverse situation. What if you decided to leave him? What if you decided you wanted another guy - another mate? What if you got pregnant with his baby but then went off with another guy?

"No."

"Huh? No what?"

"I'm keeping you," he said as he wrapped both of his arms around you.

He really did pull you up onto him this time. You were a tangle of limbs and sheets. Your arms were tapped under your body as he held onto you, staring into your eyes so fiercely you felt your heart skip a beat. Or maybe that was you holding your breath for a moment. It was hard to tell.

"You're Mine. I'm not going to share you. I didn't like it yesterday, I won't like it tomorrow. Or the day after that. Or any days. I'm keeping you."

That made you smile. It was nice to be wanted. Even if this was just something he said because the sex made him feel good. Even if it was a fleeting sentiment...it felt nice. He leaned his head down to touch his to yours and let out a deep breath.

"Any guy who tries to change that...they'll take it up with me. I'm not going to lose you."

"I never planned on leaving you Goku. But after a while you'll probably get bored of me. I just want you to tell me when that happens, that's all. It'll hurt lesson in the long run that way."

"I'm not leaving you. You're going to stay with me when this is done. And when you're ready we're going to have a hundred children. And that's that."

You laughed. You imagined Goku surrounded by a bunch of mini versions of him. All of them pulling and running around him.

"Hmm, three tops," you said with a smile, negotiating.

"Nope. Hundreds."

"We'd need a really big house."

"I'll build one, a big one"

Oh Goku working out in the sun. That was a great mental image. You buried your face in his chest so that he didn't see you blush. You felt his hand go through your mass of bedhead as he seemed to pet you. Just like you often did to him. You looked up when Goku called your name.

"Yeah?"

"How long does it take to make a baby? How many can you have at one time?"

"Uh...9 months for One I think. And then I'd need a bit to heal up before we tried to make another one. Also, before you get any funny ideas I'm not going to be a baby maker, mister. I'm not having hundreds of babies."

Goku whined playfully. "But sex felt really good and I want to do it a lot. If we have to wait years before we have sex again I wanna do it hmmmm 5 times a day."

You head butted his chest. Playfully of course. "Okay first before I say anything... You're giving me at least a day to rest. It was great, really good, bravo, but I'm sore. I'm not sure I even want to try walking. And second, we can have sex without having babies remember? It's why I want to go get that pill so I don't get pregnant. And if you want to have sex with me again maybe like tomorrow you're going to need to pick up some condoms. Understand?"

You butted him in the chest again to get across the point that you were serious. His next question was something you should have guessed but your mind was a little busy with the fact that he was planning to have sex at least 5 times a day in the future.

"What's a condom?"

"It's like this plasticy rubber thing that goes over you penis. It stops your semen from going inside of me."

"Awe, but that felt really good."

"Uh Huh, it'll still feel good. The condom just catches the semen like a fish net. So that way none of your little fishies swim upstream to make more little fishies."

Goku pouted lightly. He knew you didn't want to get pregnant right now. He understood why (mostly). But he still liked the idea of you popping out his babies. Especially after the conversation of leaving to be with other people. Because that would mean you would stay with him of your own free will. You said so - that you should stay with the person you have kids with.

"Okay. So we get the dragonballs, Get you better, go back home, I build a big house, and then we have hundreds of babies."

"Three," you said.

"Nope. Hundreds and hundreds," Goku laughed.

"Nope that's a deal breaker," you joked, lifting up your head and grinning at him. "Might as well just say goodbye now and start looking for other people."

Goku did not take it as a joke. "No!"

Your eyes widened and you scrambled to pull an arm out from beneath you to cover his mouth. That joke apparently set him off.

"Goku, shh, I was joking. I didn't mean it. Shh. Or everyone will hear."

Slowly you released your hands from his mouth. Goku's disgruntlement didn't seem to change.

"You didn't mind them hearing us when we had sex. Why can't they hear me telling you that you're staying with me?"

Your face went red. And you put it straight back on Goku's chest as you tried to bury yourself away. He's right. You hadn't been concerned about any noises last night. You were pretty sure he was the loudest but...well you weren't actually sure.

Oh dear god. You'd never really thought about it but...did you want everyone to know you were sleeping with him? Could you handle the knowing or accusing looks you'd get if you saw people at the vending machine? Or the maids and lobby attendants? Was he going to go around telling everyone? Was he going to talk about the good, the bad, and all the weird things between with his friends? Like Yamcha? With strangers - like you practically were when he told you his life story?

"Why don't you want them to hear me?"

"Goku. Listen. I love the idea that you want to keep me," it made you feel very nice actually. "I want that too. I want to stay with you but, can we set up some ground rules? Please?"

"Ground rules?"

"Yeah. Like rules we both agree are good. Something neither of us break."

"Will it make you happy to have more rules? Aren't there already enough rules?"

"These are just to make it...less awkward around people. I know you don't get embarrassed with people but I do. I get embarrassed easily."

"Yeah, you're always red."

Like right now. Your face was still buried in his pecs. Firm and smooth that they were. You were half tempted to bite his nipple as he laughed at you. You resisted that urge but it was there.

"Okay well...if I get too embarrassed one day, I'm probably going to get mad at you. Me being very mad at you means I won't want to have sex, because that's just kind of how emotions go. So these ground rules when we follow them makes it harder to get us to that very mad stage. Like one of them would be looking but no touching other people while we're together."

"But what if I have to save someone? I can't save them without touching them."

"Uh, not like normal touching. But like, you know how you didn't like when that guy kissed me right? Or how I touched you last night? How you touched me? Those kind of touches. Not normal kinds. Normal kinds are fine. But without agreeing on that then we could go out and touch other people or let them touch us. And seeing as you sent that guy flying I'm guessing you don't like that huh?"

"He deserved it," Goku muttered under his breath. Considering how nice he usually was that was a little shocking.

"See, while we're together and still having sex...rules like that are good right?"

"Okay. What are the other ones?"

"Okay, So we've got looking is fine..."

"...no," Goku said with his jaw clenched. "If you look at other guys you might want to go with them."

"I promise you, Goku, I wouldn't do that to you. Never ever. I told you, I don't want to but I literally can't stop being attracted to people just because you tell me to be. I promise I won't touch other guys or let them touch me as long as we're still together though."

"I still don't like it," he whined quietly, like he was being denied a second helping of dessert.

"Tough. Besides, let's be honest, how many guys look as good as you do without a shirt? That I'd actually meet. Not many. And I promise I won't look for long...I get embarrassed anyways."

"Fine," He was still pouting and holding you tightly. "What else?"

"Uh...I don't think you're a flirter and I'm not, I think, so we don't have to worry about that. But like...how about not talking about having sex or things we've done during sex when other people can hear us? Like, I don't know...I won't tell people you practically roared at me at the end...and you won't tell anyone anything I did okay? Stuff like that?"

"Why? Isn't roaring normal? Was anything you did weird?"

Right. You needed to remember that he grew up surrounded by animals. Sure he was in contact with other humans but he never really had a chance to be a normal kid or teenager who heard way too many embarrassing things during school time.

"Honestly it will just make me really uncomfortable if you tell people what we do during sex. Like there are some perves out there that start to imagine things from stories they've heard. Do you want guys to think about having sex with me? Like there are seriously guys who touch themselves to feel pleasure while thinking about what a girl does in bed. If you give them details about a girl they find attractive, or if they find out that they're really good at sex...they try even harder to have sex with that girl. And I don't want strange men doing that okay?"

At some point when you peeked up, you thought you saw Goku raise his top lip and growl. Like a predator threatening another animal. But the look faded quickly and he agreed, leaving you smiling. He resumed petting your head at this point as you laid it back down. You let out a deep breath, idly wondering what he would do if you licked his chest. Then again you didn't want to start something you didn't intend to finish. It's why you were taking care not to wiggle around right now. Even though he seemed incapable of getting aroused until after he smelled your arousal last night. It was strange...Goku almost got you off in the showers but he didn't pop a boner until he lifted his fingers covered in your essence to his face. You were still mulling over the icecapades.

Though the more you thought about what happened last night, the harder it was not to squirm in your spot. It might not have been romantic but...damn, it'd been hott. And you enjoyed it a lot. So much so that you still didn't want to show him the bruises on your hips in fear that he wouldn't want to try again soon. Just in case. You had no way of knowing that he already knew about them. And that while he did feel guilty, he was planning on doing it again when you were ready.

"Okay. So that's one and two. Third is no means no, okay? Like if something feels bad or you don't want to do it, tell me no. If something hurts me or makes me too embarrassed I'll say no. And for future reference...sex while I'm on my period is always going to be a no. We can cuddle and stuff, but period sex is always a no."

This one he accepted without questioning you. He had no intention of hurting you during sex or even for normal things. And you couldn't imagine hurting him. Maaaybe tying his wrists together to see how bothered you could get him before he snapped and took over. You actually really wanted to see if he had a preference between dominant or passive actually. And that was reeking havoc with your thoughts.

"Okay let's see...so far...no touching, no talking about sex in public, no means no...Uh that's it—- oh! Condoms. You wear them or you're not going in anymore, got that? You want a billion babies but I don't. And especially not for at least four years."

Goku whined playfully. "But I only want a hundred! Can't we just have one or two right now to see how it goes? That way we can have lots later!"

You poked him in the ribs. And somehow that turned to him spinning you around and starting to tickle you. You laughed and squirmed underneath him, both because of what he was doing and what your thoughts were doing. The sheets bunched and twisted up underneath you as you play faught with Goku. Right up to the point that you tried to twist around him. For a moment you forgot that you didn't have pants on and that was a mistake.

Goku took a deep breath as he held one of your legs. The scent from last night was fresh again. He looked at you for a moment and you had a sharp, sudden realization about the mistake you just made. Not that it felt like a mistake when he stuck his nose close to where the scent was coming from. Nor when he gave a big, long lick.

You balanced somewhere between pain and pleasure at that. Like stretch an overused muscle. You squirmed, trying to get away from him as a certain kind of mortification set in.

"Does this hurt?" Goku asked as you tried to pull away from him again.

"A little," you were honest. "But it feels good too. But please, not right now. I'm all yucky still, you haven't let me out of the bed to clean up and god it must be gross down there."

"I like it. You smell really good when you're ready," Goku said.

His eyes flicked between you and...well you. He mulled the taste around in his mouth. It smelled better than it tasted but, seeing you squirm like that, even for a second, was funny. Still you just told him no meant no.

Unfortunately he didn't know if his body would stop being ready. He wanted to go again. Really badly now. Like, really really badly. But you were already wincing as you started to get off the bed.

Goku watched you walk away. He really wanted to pull you back to the bed. Like more than he wanted to eat breakfast and that was saying something. Though neither you or he knew it, the look he gave you as you walked away was very preditorial. What stopped him was the fact that you were already obviously in pain. Otherwise he wasn't sure if he would wait for that condom rule.

He sunk backwards into the bed and looked up to the ceiling. He had no idea how to get his boy part back down and the smell all over the bed wasn't helping. It was only making it worse.

He flipped up, finding that the move was somehow much more difficult and almost, almost painful with his detection. He reflected over how hard it would be to fight with one. He wasn't sure he could. He definitely couldn't focus on much right now. Goku stopped at the bathroom door and shifted on his feet impatiently. He thought since you knew so much maybe you'd know how to get it to go away. He wasn't sure if he could even put his pants on right now. Even the air was making him all tingly. He had a feeling that putting on pants right now, at least his pants, would be like rubbing rocks against a wound. And while he could do that pretty easily...didn't mean he wanted to.

But it seemed to him like you took forever!

He called out your name a few times. Each time he seemed to get louder until you finally heard him. Unfortunately the moment you answered him, poking your head out of the shower to do so, he walked right in. Still butt naked. With an erection that was at full mass still.

When that registered with your brain, that this was actually happening, you closed your eyes. No matter how curious you were, seeing a naked guy was still very new to you. And it was just uncomfortable because of the ingrained social expectations.

"It won't go away," he stated, almost like an unhappy child.

You went behind the curtain but kept your head out of the water. It was just easier to pretend that everything was normal that way.

"Think of things that make you sick? Or like...places or people you wouldn't want to have sex with?" You offered up.

Other than the tricks that everyone seemed to know from growing up in the data age, there really wasn't much you could offer him. You weren't a guy so other than sex related activities to get it to go away you could only think of the cold shower and bad thoughts method. You had no idea if there were other ways. And you didn't bring up the cold shower because you had a feeling that he would jump in with you. He was an in the moment kind of guy after all. And you didn't want to escalate the situation or lead him on.

"Like what?"

"Uh," you really didn't know. "Your Master Roshi was old right? Picture him naked."

You took the silence to mean that it was working. So you started to wash the conditioner out of your hair. Which was a mistake. Goku pulled back the curtains, unaffected by the images he was supposed to be imagining. And he had his unhappy face on.

You yelped and instinctively went to cover up with the shower curtain. Thankfully Goku hadn't held onto it. Nor did he fight you on covering up.

"Why are you imagining Master Roshi naked?"

"I'm not! I told you to! I've never seen him Goku."

He still didn't look happy. If anything he looked disgruntled. He pulled you into his arms, pulling you off balance. You knew he could hold your weight by now so you weren't too worried when you fell into him. Well, other than the boner that was currently digging up and into your belly. You could feel it like another arm sliding up from below. And from what you could tell, he enjoyed it too.

You could also feel the restraint in his body as he held still, the discipline as he stopped himself from moving. That, more than anything, made you feel safe. It was why you didn't fight him or struggle. You just relaxed against him and waited for him to calm down. If he was being this needy there must be a reason. But after two minutes passed of the water hitting your back and sliding down, even your patience came to an end.

"Can I finish my shower now?" You asked him calmly.

"Yeah," Goku said as he stepped back.

He crossed his arms as he contemplated. God damn he really needed to stop walking around naked. You felt like such a perv already. You did pity him though, getting dressed with a boner must suck.

The moment you rinsed the conditioner out of your hair, you rung out your hair and brushed off as much excess water as you could. Then you blindly reached for the towel you had hanging up. When you moved out of the shower, you saw that Goku wasn't there. Instead you found him sitting in the bed, leaning on his long, strong arms, looking like he was offering himself up to an invisible force. You really hoped that he stopped turning you on so quickly soon. If not you were going to face similar predicaments as far as clothing choices went.

"The bed smells like you," Goku whined like a kid denied his treat.

You were starting to understand that scents and tastes were a big deal for him. You knew he liked to eat an obscene amount of food, and liked tasting everything he got his hands on. You also knew that the sense of smell was also tied to the sense of taste. They worked with one another. So that had to have something to do with why he kept focusing on your scent when it seemed like your appearance didn't really do anything. You had no idea why that was...but he was different from all the other guys you'd ever met. So maybe this was just one way he was different. Or maybe all guys were like this when it came to sex. You had nothing to base it on and you were a little afraid to find out through research. How would you even search for that kind of information?

"Well before you start humping it, you could try shocking your body. Like I did with that snow remember? What about a cold shower?

Goku looked at you as his face drew into a look of understanding. He stood up and walked into the bathroom, thanking you on the way. As he turned on the cold water and stepped in, you went about getting dressed. Which included a bit of preparation just in case your lost virginity still had like an encore session. You doubted but it never hurt to be prepared.

The moment you were dressed, there was a knock on the door. You looked through the peep hole after you hurried to hide the messy bed under the duvet. You couldn't imagine the levels of embarrassment if someone saw the towel you'd placed down to protect the bed last night. Once you saw that it was the guy from yesterday, Yamcha, you opened the door. Maybe you were a bit too trust but eh, oh well.

"Hey, Goku's in the shower right?" Yamcha asked.

"How'd you..." you left that question unfinished as you thought it over.

Yamcha looked a little nervous. "I Uh...tracked his phone."

Goku didn't have a phone. Or anything electronic other than the dragon radar.

"Bullshit," you told him. "You tracked his energy didn't you?"

The baseball player seemed surprised. "Oh, you know about that?"

"Yeah. I got all the stories," you said said as you motioned for him to come in. Once he was you closed the door.

There was an awkward moment as you and Yamcha waited for Goku to get out of the shower. The awkwardness only got worse as he walked out, already talking, and only wearing a towel around his waist. Given the situation that didn't help.

"Hey Yamcha," he said before turning to you. "I don't think the water was cold enough. It didn't work."

That much was obvious. And you were kind of mortified. Especially when Yamcha blurted out his honest, unfiltered truths.

"Damn Goku. No wonder it smells like sex in here," and he paused looking back to you nervously. He edged over to Goku and asked in a lower tone, "Wait, you didn't sleep with her while she was drunk did you? Cause that's not cool man."

Goku blinked with an honest and open expression on his face. "Well we really didn't get to sleep for a while."

And then he looked over to you. Your face was burning again. He really was going to be the death of you.

"Were you drunk when we went to sleep?"

You shook your head no. You couldn't seem to bring yourself to vocalize an answer. Not around another guy that you knew was going to be a bit more judgey.

Although, as you thought about it...you really should have been drunk. Like, you recognized now that you were drunk in that tent. Though you had no idea how. You hadn't tasted anything weird about the lemonades you consumed. You would have thought that the alcohol would have made it taste different but you hadn't been able to tell. Not only that but you were just mildly tipsy by the time Goku got you to the shower. And then by the time you made it to the bed, you were sober. You weren't an expert but you were pretty sure that wasn't normal. Maybe you should have been more worried over that then you were...
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