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Prologue
By : Herpb4uDerp
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Flashback 4
Satisfaction

Goku is agitated for more than a few reasons as he walks in the door of his humble mountain home. He sees his only son sitting on the couch with a book in hand. Gohan perks up when he sees him.
"Hey da-"
"Where's your mom?"
"Oh, she's, uh, she's in the bedroom, I think."
He looks towards the end of the hall and starts to walk towards the room he shares with his wife.
"Gohan."
"Yes dad?"
"Why don't you… go somewhere."
"Go? Why? What- what's wr-"
"Nothing's wrong, Chi and I... we just want some alone time right now." He tries to smile back at his son, but the mess of feelings inside him weigh heavily on the edges of his mouth.
"Where should I-"
"Go see Piccolo and train for a few hours."
"...Now?"
"YES!" he snaps involuntarily and has to take a second to regather himself, "Now."
"O-ok..." Gohan quietly closes his book and gets up. Goku doesn't open the door to the bedroom until he hears Gohan leave. It doesn't open all the way, and he doesn't get to make the entrance he wanted because there's an ironing board in the way. He startles his wife and she almost burns the dress she's pressing.
"Goku! Oh, don't scare me like that! If I'd known you were coming home so soon, I would have saved more chores for you." She says with a smile and keeps pressing the edges of a sleeve.
He puts his hand on hers and removes it from the iron and stands it upright.
"Goku, I'm in the middle of-" He pushes the board out of the way, the dress and hot iron along with it.
"You have to at least unplug it." She pulls on the cord.
When she meets his eyes she finds him staring at her with a fire she has never seen before. At least, not when he looks at her. Maybe when he trains. She can't stop the bashful tinge spreading across her face from being looked at like she's desired.
"What about Goh-?"
"I sent him away." He gently begins undoing the small fasteners on her dress.
"What about my clothes?"
"They can wait."
"What about-"
"What about it?" He leans in and kisses her deeply and he thinks why didn't I kiss Vegeta like this when I had the chance? As he pulls the fabric away from her and wraps his arms around her hips. He lays her on the bed and finishes undressing her. He leans back and admires her, not for her body, or her looks, her soft curves; he admires her because she's stuck with him all this time. Because she's strong willed and tries to be a good wife despite the difficulties of running a household almost single-handedly. He pulls his shirt over his head and he knows she sees more in his admiration than she should.
She unwraps his sash and almost complains about how filthy he and his clothes are. She almost tells him to take a shower first, but this happens so rarely, she doesn't want to risk killing the mood he's never in. So she swallows her mild disgust and lets him press his body against hers.

The sun is starting to set and he's never felt so far from completion and so driven to reach it at the same time. He couldn't stop if he wanted to, but he just can't seem to get there. It was so easy with Vegeta, but here, now, in bed with his wife who was more satisfied than he's ever made her before, he just can’t seem to get there and he has to get there. He thrusts harder and harder as he lets his mind travel to Capsule Corp where Vegeta's ki sticks out like the moon does among the stars.

Vegeta is stationary, but his ki is elevated. He's trying hard not to let it spike. Goku can feel it, his need for control. He feels another ki nearby... not nearby, almost on top of his... Is that Bulma? Oh, he's... and the image that pops into his head brings him just a little closer to the edge. A lot closer. His mouth falls open and his hands grip a little tighter as he stays locked on the bright, powerful ki.
He can't help but pick up the pace as he feels Vegeta do the same. He also can’t help but notice that Chi Chi... is being loud as all hell. He grunts with irritation and she turns her head to try and tell him something but he beats her to it.
"No, Chi. Don't talk. Don't talk please." He leans down, chest to back, and thrusts faster, "Don't- ah" he can feel it, he's almost there when Vegeta's ki suddenly spikes to Super Saiyan giving him an echo of earlier. He almost instinctively follows, but he knows his wife couldn't take it, and he doesn't need to, he's already coming. Hard. He collapses on top of his wife with a hum.
She rolls him off her and strokes his cheek with a smile, "That was... unexpected."
"Yeah." He sighs still locked into the ki which dropped as quickly as it spiked and is... why is his zippin' all over Capsule Corp?
He sits up with a worried expression.
"What's wrong?"
"Huh? Oh. Nothing... I'm- I think I'm gonna take a shower."
"I think I'll join you." She flirts and he has to bite back the urge to tell her not to.

They stand under the steaming water and he runs his fingers through her long hair, combing out the tangles for her. She sighs, trying to lean back on him with eyes closed and he has to move his hips back to avoid bothering her to his still desperate situation but it doesn't work.
"I can't believe you're still... Goku, you've never been like this." She turns around and looks down. He thinks she's going to try and initiate another round but luck is in his favor, there's a sound outside the shower.
"Ah! Gohan must be back! It's almost dinner time and I haven't started anything. Oh, Goku, you distracted me!" She scolds him with a certain sweetness in her voice and he knows she's glad he did. But it doesn't stop her from rushing out of the shower and throwing on a towel. She tries to wring and pin her hair up as quickly as she can before leaving to find dry clothes.
"I'm sorry Goku, I have to get started." She calls the from the bedroom.
"Mhm." He strains out, just loud enough for her to hear. He's already begun stroking himself and it isn't long before he's sunk to his knees pulling with vigor. Thank Kami she’s gone.

He takes advantage of the privacy to try and repeat what Vegeta showed him. He puts two fingers in his mouth and experiments with different ways of wrapping his tongue around two of his fingers before easing them in one at a time with a hiss. It takes him a moment to find what he's look for but when he does he can't help the groan that slips from his lips. When he cums he doesn't bother pulling them out. Again, Vegeta, again. He doesn't know if it's the fruit wearing off or this new technique, but he finally feels himself reaching some kind of satiety. But just- just one more time-

He is too lost in thought, wrapped up in the images of Super Saiyan pleasure to hear the door open. He's too focused on another ki, which he notes left Capsule Corp by flying nowhere in particular extremely fast, to feel the the one that is almost right next to him. He is panting too loud to hear her footsteps as they edge closer to the shower.
"Goku what... are you doing?"
His eyes bolt open and he immediatly drops to base form while the furious back and forth motion of the hand behind him slows to a stand still. Then he looks up at his wife.
"I came to tell you dinners ready..."
He withdraws his fingers and sits back on his heels too startled and embarrassed to try and defend himself.
"You've been in here... for over two hours... just… by yourself? After we already..." She stares at him with offense and confusion, "and what… what were you- ... where did you even get the idea to do … that?"
"I-" he tries to think of something fast, what's that thing Gohan's always talking about? "The... internet?"
"You learned that from the internet?! Goku! What on earth were you searching?"
"I- my- you know it's... difficult... sometimes, and I just..." he stands up and reaches his other hand behind his head in usual fashion, "apparently, it's common... and that's... a way to help... I wanted to try it and see if it would... help..."
She isn't sure if she believes him but her husband had never lied to her before. "It is not going to help. It is disgusting." There is a long pause as she eyes him sternly, "Finish cleaning up and then come to dinner." She says with an edge of disapproval still hanging in her voice.
"Ok, Chi..."

He is restless that night as he lays next to his wife. Sleep seems unable to find him even though the drive to grind against the closest warm body has all but disappeared. He finds himself amid his tossing and turning searching for a particular ki and notices it still hasn't returned home. He's... still in the wasteland? ...Doing nothing...? He gets up quietly from bed and slips on his boots then disappears.
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