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Dragonball: Unforgotten
Chapter Ninety-one

“Yeah, mom was only going to build two bedrooms originally,” Trunks let you know as he walked you to the rooms.

You had already been there once. You’d poked your head into each room to see what they were so you could set all of your belongings down. The room in the middle was the largest with access to the large bed from both sides while the other two rooms had the bed against the wall to give more floor space. All the beds were, of course, built into the craft so that they didn’t move about. And from what you could tell they didn’t lack for any convenience despite lacking in size.

“But I told her that I wanted to go so she built three instead.”

You smiled slightly. It must be nice to be able to make any vision a reality. And Trunks seemed proud of his mother. Or rather that she had listened to him to make his planning a reality. At the moment you were grateful that he reminded her to make more rooms. You figured keeping the boys separated as they slept would be for the good of all. Though on the return trip when there would be one more passenger ...oh there was definitely going to be some fights. You were trying not to think about it too much. So instead you focused on something else to do with the number of rooms.

“Your mom was okay with me sharing a room with Gohan?” You asked looking to Gohan with a bit of surprise, though the question was for Trunks.

You hoped that was why there were three rooms instead of four. You had only met Bulma a couple of times but you were pretty sure she wasn’t into bigotry. Which would be what would be implied if she planned for you and Goku to share a room. Although if Goku had any sayin the matter you knew that’s what yours and Gohan’s relationship would be considered.

“Yeah,” Trunks said in a confused tone ashe started to recite what he’d been told to say. “She told me to tell you the doors lock and the walls are actually really thick so you and Gohan don’t have to worry.”

He wasn’t exactly sure why he needed to say it. Why hadn’t she told you when she showed you how to work the space ship? He also didn’t understand why that was all important. He’d tried to get her to just make one big room with a couple of beds but his mom had laughed at him. Then she told him that you and Gohan would want your privacy. That it was a grown up thing. At which point he had pointed out that he was a grown up now and she’d only laughed harder.

Worst of all it seemed like the moment he relayed the message you and Gohan both stopped walking. He looked back to see that you had a light blush on your face while Gohan went completely red. Trunks frowned as he turned to look back at a blank hall wall of the double L shaped stairs. The only time adults blushed like that was when it had to do with romance stuff. And if the message had been a way to tell you and Gohan it was okay to move in to the same room together because of romance stuff then Trunks wasn’t happy about that. As far as he was concerned, since you didn’t want to move in with Gohan back on Earth that meant you would be coming to stay with his family. If anything you should get used to sharing a room with him, not Gohan.

“But I want to share the room with you,” Trunks said directly, not beating around the bush.

You choked on air at that point. As Gohan gave a few pats to your back he looked critically at Trunks. After seeing what Broly had done in the kitchen, he was in a less than cordial mood. The week has started out great, even with the misunderstanding at prom, but after you and he had woken up after the dance everything had taken a nosedive for the worst. Gohan’s mom had caught you and Gohan in a very compromising, very naked position with Goten in tow. Then because of that you’d lost your home and were arrested. When you escaped the arrest you’d gone to Broly for comfort. So as much as you had suffered, Gohan had suffered in different ways with you. Which was why he was in no mood to even contemplate treating Trunks’ statement as anything less than serious. Especially when he felt Broly walking down the stairs at that point too. It was like the hairs on the back of his neck (which you didn’t have) started to stand up to remind him that there was still a predator on the loose.

“She’s my girlfriend Trunks,” Gohan said quietly as he stopped patting your back. “If you were still a kid like Goten, maybe we could share a room but you wanted to be an adult. You don’t get the option to share with a girl like that anymore. Not until you found a girlfriend that you want to marry and have a family with.”

“Then why do you get to share huh? She’s having your dad’s kid, not yours. And she married him too didn’t she?” Trunks tossed back at Gohan moodily.

...when it was put like that, he had a point. But there were a lot of things wrong or missing with his understanding of your life. For the most part that had been intentional to spare him from the drama. But the way he tossed it back into Gohan’s face made you feel like that had been a bad choice all of a sudden.

So before he could get too flustered and before Broly finally got to the last flight of stairs that you, Gohan, and Trunks were on, you pulled Gohan down and past Trunks. You pushed him into the room and closed the door behind you. You pointedly locked it.

“He’s trying to rile you up because you told him no,” you told Gohan as you stood with your back to the door.

Gohan frowned heavily. “I know. But...he’s right too. I want to marry you and start a family when we’re ready. Dad...he already did that. With you.”

You kept a straight face.

“And now this thing with Broly?” Gohan tossed out. “And you saying that we might as well share? ...There’s just a lot to process.”

You put your hands to Gohan’s shoulders as you floated up to be eye to eye with him. You made sure you had his attention by gently pecking the side of his lips, pressing a kiss into the corner.

“I said that in the heat of the moment,” you said quietly.

Although...you weren’t going to say it was a lie. If it came between the Earth and your romantic life, you would choose the Earth. And if you really had to maybe you would need to do something like a timeshare. Goku would need attention, your daughter would need the most, Broly would need to be managed, Gohan needed your companionship, and Goten and Trunks needed your friendship. Even if Trunks was being a bit of an ass you figured that was just his way of dealing with the situation. He felt like the world was unfairly giving everything to Goten and his family and he was trying to fight for the friendship that had started to grow.

“I know,” Gohan said quietly. “But it looks like it’s going to be true. And the idea of even sharing your time…”

You frowned and crossed your arms over your chest. “It was going to happen anyways. Or did you forget I’m pregnant?”

Gohan shook his head. “That’s different. Even if dad is coming back to try to be a father again, she will still be our kid.”

“...Gohan, please never say that near Goku. Please,” you requested quietly. “Please.”

Gohan smiled sadly and he put his hand to your hip and nodded. “Promise. I don’t want to make it harder for you with him here than it needs to be.”

You leaned in to him as you stayed in the air. Feeling your nerves all jumbled up you even nuzzled into his neck. A sense of relief washed over you when you realized that he would try to be less confrontational than his father. But you shivered with mixed emotions.

“But I still hope she calls me dad,” he divulged with a guilty expression on his face. “I mean we are going to be married in a couple of years. It would probably seem more natural if she did.”

Cold fear raced up your spine at that. Damn. He was back to the idea of a binding, committed monogamous relationship. The exact kind that Goku forbade in exchange for Gohan’s continued safety.

“...can we…?” Gohan trailed off with a hint of embarrassment.

You could feel the flush on his skin as you rolled your forehead over the crux of his shoulder. There was still the fear about what was going to happen the moment Gohan founded out that you traded marriage for his safety. But it was abated in part by the eager yet nervous and embarrassed way he had asked his question. It was amusing because even after everything that had happened he was still shy over talking about it. That was kind of enduring; you’d have been too embarrassed to proposition him yourself.

“Even with Trunks and Broly right there?”

Gohan nodded. You felt a muscle from his neck to shoulder kind of jar with tension. Which only increased in a good way when you made a sound of agreement against him, hiding the rising blush on your face. His talented hands made quick work with helping you slip out of all of your garments in the blink of an eye. His were gone even quicker. The moment that both you and he were stark naked, Gohan picked you up from your feet.

Your back was against the bed and he was wedged between your bent knees as though it was the only natural thing to do. You gripped his hair and gave a small yank to get his attention before he started on what you were sure would feel wonderful.

“My turn,” you said quietly.

Gohan looked at you with wide eyes. Even though there was no one around to see, you flushed scarlet at how bold that statement sounded given the circumstances. You took a deep breath as you slowly let go of his hair.

“...I...wanted to...try something I haven’t...,” you got out the incomplete sentence through your embarrassment.

After Prom, Gohan couldn’t fathom what was left for you and he to try. But with how cute you looked all red he was definitely willing to find out. Besides if it was something you wanted to try then that meant you hadn’t done it with his dad. You’d be creating new memories with him. Something you hadn’t done with his father to compare him to. Gohan liked that idea very, very much. So much that it was hard not to rush into things with how excited he was.

Gohan pulled back and sat on his legs atop the bed. Your blush deepened as you sat up and realized how quick Gohan had gotten ready. Just the notion of sex and you wanting to try something with him had been enough to do it. You wondered if that was normal for teenage human boys.

Timidly you got him to lay back on the bed as you laid beside him, propped up a little bit. Gohan almost started to ask what you were trying to do out of reflex but his words were cut off when he felt your hands around his cock. He couldn’t stop from bucking up into your touch. You held your nerve as you recovered from the surprise movement. You knew the penis was sensitive but...well even though you’d had two partners by this point you hadn’t gotten to actually see it for yourself.

You gently ran your fingernails down from the tip and ran the back of your hand back up again, petting him. Gohan tried to hold still as you explored with one of your hands. He held his breath and gripped the covers tightly, clenching his ass tightly together in an attempt to not move. He realized in that moment that he’d gotten to know you down below pretty well but you’d never actually touched him like this before. And based on what you had said, what you were doing, you hadn’t gotten the chance to do this with his dad either. That sent a warm sensation all the way through his body. You trusted him enough to try and learn with him...him and not his father.

“Hmm!” Gohan had to bite his lip so that he didn’t move.

You had gently started to play with his balls. You rolled them between your hand in a very pleasurable way. Even with all of his restraint, Gohan could help the small jerk of his hips when you gave an experimental squeeze. Desperately the hand that was farthest from your body went to grasp his shaft. Dry or not he needed the pressure before you drove him mad. You watched in surprise as Gohan unabashedly started to pump himself in front of you. You sat up complete as scooted down.

You pried Gohan’s legs apart so you could sit between his for once. He noticed that you’d stopped touching him when you moved. Which caused him to prop himself up on his elbow, still gripping himself, to see what was wrong. He figured out pretty quickly that nothing was wrong. Your hands started tracing areas of his privates that had him quivering. And soon your hand replaced his.

Gohan moved his hand away to prostrate himself in from of you. He gripped the blankets and the sheets. Eventually as your hands wrapped, squeezed. And otherwise drove him insane, Gohan lost the ability to restrain himself. He bucked against your hands. It threw you off at first but eventually you got the rhythm as you continued your dry exploration and manipulations. You kept one hand working his shaft at all times when you realized he kept trying to reach down to “help” every time you let go. By the time he came like an exploding volcano, you had to say that you’d learned a lot more than what you’d intended.
“My turn.”
You had about three seconds to let everything you had done really soak in before Gohan decided to repay your exploration in kind. But he already had the advantage of knowing what you liked. So it was less of an exploration and more of a thorough conquering. The end of which even had him driving his flag pole straight into your flooded plains again and again.
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