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Taste of Crimson	By : Robyn Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 8609 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.I am making no profit from this.

Chapter List
- 1-Suckered
- 2-Manipulated
- 3-Observed
- 4-Alpha
- 5-Innuendo
- 6-Tangible
- 7-Nettle
- 8-Reflect
- 9-Compromised
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Disclaimer: I don’t own DB/Z/GT or any of the characters found in this fic. They are the property of TOEI ANIMATION in Japan and FUNimation in the U.S.A. I am not making any profit from this.

A/N: There are so many wonderful other author’s fics. that I have read. It’s a huge list. If I were to try and list them all, it would be a whole separate chapter.

Many, many, many thanks go to Mechanical Butterfly. Thank you.

Type of story: PWP, A/U

Rating-R

Pairing: Bra x Goku, lime

“x” indicates spoken dialog

‘x’ indicates thoughts

~X~ indicates telepathy

First Chapter- ‘Suckered’

~o0o~

“And that’s the plan?” Bra asked.

“Yes,” Vegeta confirmed, “The herbs I’ve been putting in his food aren’t working since he’s not eating enough of it. Time to go back to keeping it simple. Seduction, discovery and punishment.”

Bra contemplated it for a moment; the plan seemed almost too simple. She shrugged her shoulders. Her father certainly knew Kakarott better than she did. Besides, she had her eye focused on a different Son. “What do I get out of this?” she asked.

“If everything goes as it should,” Vegeta paused, “You get to watch. My little Hentai Princess.”

Bra clapped her hands in delight. Of course it had been rather embarrassing when her father had first found out about her voyeuristic tendencies. Well, admittedly, it was more than just a tendency. “When do you want to do this?” She asked.

“He’s here now. Everyone but you and I are gone. And I have been waiting way too long for this.” Vegeta ground out, frustrated.

Bra grabbed a lollipop from a jar on the counter. “You think he’s still in the courtyard?”

Vegeta sighed, “He’s been staring at the water fountain for hours. I would bet unless someone summoned him for food, what little he does eat, he’d stay there for days.”

“Poor Daddy, Your sparring partner is in sad shape,” Bra said, not sounding very sympathetic at all. She took the wrapper off of the red lollipop. “I’ll go and see if anything, other than food, can get him,” She paused, playing teasingly with the lollipop, “Motivated.” She winked at her dad, and sauntered away.

“You have an hour!” Vegeta warned.

Bra waved the red candy on a stick back at him in acknowledgement.

~o0o~

Goku sat on the edge of a bench in the courtyard at Capsule Corp. It was a new feature to the building. Vegeta had recently had a tantrum about something, and blew a hole through the building. Trunks decided on this addition when the question of how to remodel was brought up.

He stared dejectedly at the water fountain, the same as he had for days, weeks? How long had it been since Chichi had left him? He wasn’t certain. It was considerate of the Brief family to let him stay. He figured the motivation behind it was so Vegeta would have his sparring partner near by. “Sorry if that was your intent,” he said quietly out loud. He just couldn’t seem to pull himself out of his melancholy state of mind. His days were a vicious cycle. He seemed to be all right, until he ate. Food seemed to give him more energy to think, thinking about Chichi and the fact she wasn’t here. So he tried to do with as little food as possible.

He lifted his head from his reverie as he heard the door at the north end of the courtyard open.

“Uncle Goku?” Bra asked brightly.

Goku sighed, “Yeah Bra-chan.” He replied. He watched as she walked in and closed the door behind her. His eyes widened slightly and then relaxed. ‘I have no idea why Vegeta let’s her get away with wearing those outfits.’ She had been wearing them since she was a preteen. This apparently was one of her favorites, or maybe just a copy of the original: red and flashy. He was so glad that his granddaughter, Pan, had never felt the need for such revealing outfits. He shrugged it off. Bra was over eighteen now, and an adult by human standards.

Bra walked slowly over towards her “Uncle Goku”, sucking at the lollipop innocently/suggestively the whole way. “Why don’t you ever go to spar with Daddy any more?” She asked, leaning against Goku’s side, neatly distracting him from his view of the fountain. Not to mention a great view of her cleavage.

Goku looked up at her. Bra pulled the lollipop slowly out of her mouth. “I just don’t have the energy Bra-chan,” he explained. “I don’t have the energy to think straight, let alone spar.”

Bra placed the lollipop back in her mouth, and twirled it, seeming to think about Goku’s reply. She pulled it out of her mouth slowly again. “You certainly aren’t eating enough,” she stated, a pretense of concern in her voice.

Even the half mention of food once again reminded him of how little he had had of it lately. He suddenly looked at her lollipop, as she placed it back in her mouth. Albeit, it was a totally different reason than what Bra was hoping for. “What flavor is that?” He asked.

Bra’s calculating mind was caught off guard for a moment. Then it kicked back in, as she smiled. This would almost work out better. “Cherry, want to taste,” she asked, almost handing over her candy. As Goku reached out a greedy hand she pulled it back in apparent haste. “Actually, I don’t think that I’ll do that,” she said, coming around to face him. “I don’t think that I’d get any back.”

Goku made as to deny this statement, but then stopped himself. She was probably right. She wouldn’t get it back. “I have a better way for you to taste it,” she confided.

Goku’s face brightened up considerably at the idea. “Really?” He asked, totally clueless. Had he been on top of his game, and eating enough, he would of found the next situation, well, weird, but as he had mentioned before, he wasn’t thinking straight.

Bra stuck the lollipop all the way in her mouth to free both of her hands up. Then she lifted her already short skirt up to her hips. She almost sighed in exasperation when she noticed that Goku hadn’t even noticed the progress of her skirt, let alone her lack of panties, his full attention being given to the lollipop in her mouth. This was going to be tougher than she had thought. ‘A little less subtle,’ she decided. She put her hands on Goku’s opposing shoulders, and pushed enough to make him to lean back a little. Then she climbed into his lap, her legs straddling his massive thighs. She took the lollipop out of her mouth, “Like this!” She said cheerfully. She moved her lips to touch Goku’s, and then licked his lips lightly. Goku found this a rather awkward way to exchange the flavor of a lollipop. He was certain that even if he had stolen it from her she had plenty more where they came from. He opened his mouth to make the suggestion of getting one of his own and suddenly found Bra’s cherry flavored tongue invading his mouth. His eyes closed in appreciation. It was a good lollipop, ‘And I would like to have a dozen of my own, please.’ He thought to himself, as he tangled his tongue around hers.

Bra knew he wasn’t exactly doing it on purpose, but this ‘tasting’ felt really good. ‘If he’s only tasting, what would it be like if he were really kissing?’ she wondered to herself. She moaned inadvertently at the thought. She was almost sorry her dad would be interrupting this in a short while.

Goku’s eyes flew open at the sound of Bra’s moaning into his mouth. “Uh, Bra-chan?” he said pulling away.

“Hm?” Bra pulled back, placing a totally innocent look onto her features.

Goku blushed a little, “Maybe this isn’t the best way for you to share the flavor of that lollipop.”

Bra smiled and put the lollipop back into her mouth. ‘Now that I have your attention,’ she thought. She played with it suggestively. Taking it back out of her mouth “Really, why?” She asked.

“It’s making me a little uncomfortable,” Goku admitted.

Bra leaned to her left a little, and then bent forward to his ear. “Is it turning you on?” She whispered seductively into his ear.

Had she asked this question to his face, rather than whispering it in his ear, he would have told her ‘no,’ but she was definitely getting the reaction she had desired with that move. She leaned back to look calculatingly at him.

Goku didn’t want to say it was true, but he didn’t want to lie about it either. Chichi hadn’t ever been so forward, but his missing her was adding to his dilemma. So he nodded his head, embarrassed that Bra was inadvertently turning him on.

Bra leaned to his left and gently bit the lobe of his ear, “Good,” she said around her nibble.

Before he had time to react to that she was once again kissing his lips. In addition, she started running her free hand down his side. She leaned in a little more so that her breasts were rubbing against his muscular chest. She continued to run her hand down his side and around his back. She was about to put some of her father’s good advice to use.

He had almost come back to reality when Bra brushed her fingers seductively over his tail scar. All thought, what little there had been up to that moment, was suddenly brought to a halt. It felt incredible, and demanded all of his attention. He broke the kiss as he leaned his head back, his breath hitching in his throat. Chichi had always avoided touching his body anywhere near there. She had always been sort of creeped out by the fact he had had a tail, let alone a scar from it. Even after she had found out he wasn’t human and it was normal for him to have had one.

Bra didn’t want to push him to far too fast. She wanted him horny, not raging, so she only teased the spot for a few moments before she stopped. Goku brought his head forward, breathing hard. When he opened his eyes to look at her, she said, “I have one too.” Her words were accompanied by her lifting up the back of her skirt a little higher. When Goku didn’t react immediately, she grabbed one of his hands, and moved it to her own tail scar. “Rub it gently,” she coaxed him.

Goku drew his fingers gently around the scar in a circle. Bra cried out and sat into his lap a little tighter, almost as if she was trying to get away from the sensation. He understood; it was almost too much feeling at once. He let her tail scar alone after a moment.

Bra tried not to be too distracted from her directive; she rubbed her crotch along Goku’s hardening member hoping to nudge him in the course she had in mind. She leaned in and purred into his ear, “That felt soooo good,” she encouraged. “You have very deft hands,” she complimented, sliding her thin, long fingers over his gi-covered chest.

Goku wasn’t certain whether he had ‘deft’ hands or not. One thing was for certain, Bra’s seductive actions were turning him on, and it didn’t seem like she was going to bring a halt to her teasing any time soon. ‘She doesn’t really know what she is doing to me,’ he tried to convince himself.

Just as he was about to grab her wrists to stop her wandering fingers Bra reached between their chests, and lifted up her halter-top freeing her breasts. Goku back-tracked on his thought a moment ago about the young woman on his lap having no clue that she was seducing him. His shock at the reality of this possibility left him indecisive about what he should do.

Bra used the time Goku was taking to react to placed the neglected lollipop back in her mouth, and wet it with her saliva. When she took it out of her mouth she ran it enticingly across his lips and then over one her nipples. “You want another taste?” She asked.

Goku ran his tongue over his lips for the faint flavor left in the candy’s path. He decided that Bra was being a seductive, adult female, in his lap, who seemed more than willing to share her treasures, with full knowledge of what she was offering. Goku bent his head down, and sucked at her cherry smudged nipple, feeling the responsive skin harden from his incursion. He sucked and licked at her nipple until the taste was gone and then lifted his head back up to kiss her still cherry flavored mouth.

Bra broke away from his mouth, and then nuzzled his ear, “Take your shirt off, I want to do that to you.” Goku obliged, reaching his hands down and tugging at the hem of his shirt pulled it up over his head, and off, throwing it to the courtyard floor, a little behind Bra. Bra slurped on the lollipop, and then touched it to his nipple, running it around in a lazy, sticky circle. Then she leaned down, and licked at his nipple before pulling it into her mouth with a firm suckle.

Goku groaned out loud, “That feels nice,” He said somewhat in the middle surprise. He took a quick intake of breath as Bra gently bit down on his nipple, a slight shock coursing down his body.

Bra sat up, and leaned into his hard-on once more. She acted as though this was the first time she had noticed it. Running the lollipop teasingly over his lips again, she looked into his hazed eyes. “I want to suck on something else.” When all she got in response was an uncomprehending stare, she ran her hand down his abs, and then onto his engorged member.

Goku was shocked for a moment, “Why? What about your father?” He asked, fundamentally knowing this was immoral.

Bra smiled, and grabbed a hold of his aroused member and ran her hand up and down it fully. “I can make it feel really good, and don’t worry about my father.” She said. She slid her other hand around to Goku’s back and ran her fingers over his other erogenous spot. Goku’s hips bucked forward as she applied a little more pressure to his tail scar this time than she had before. If his erection hadn’t been uncomfortable before it was, for certain, now.

“Alright,” he gasped as she drew her hand the length of him in one drawn out pull. Bra got up off of his lap so that he could remove his pants. She was impressed by the size of his penis, and was even more put off than before that these events were going to come to an end, soon.

Bra took Goku’s pants from his hand placed them on the bench so he wouldn’t have a cold seat. Then she took his shirt, and placed it in front of the bench and knelt down. She took his cock in one of her delicate hands, and placed the head of it at her lips. Then she licked the head of his member gently, and swirled her tongue around it, before she put the head of it in her mouth, and sucked on it like she had been doing to the lollipop. Goku’s fingernails dug into the bench he was holding onto.

Goku bit down on his bottom lip giving out a muffled, “Oh,” trying to be quite. He had watched as she had slowly brought his erection to her mouth, but let his head back as she actually started to suck on it. All he had wanted to do in that moment was scream out loud.

She pulled it out of her mouth, the suction she still had on the tip making a popping sound as she lost contact with his skin for a moment. “Do you like that?” she questioned. Goku just nodded his head, not trusting his voice at the moment.

Bra smiled, and then started to really give him head. She knew that she was good at this. Lots and lots of practice, and not just on lollipops.

Goku’s mind was in shock as his body fought to register all the feeling running through his system. This obviously wasn’t the first time she had done this, and at any other given moment that thought would have disturbed him. That notion was only in his mind for an instant, and then it was gone as Bra deep throated him as far as she could take him. She liked the responses she drew out of him with that move, so she did it several times in a row in quick succession.

As much as she would have liked to suck him off, that wasn’t her plan, any more. She suddenly stopped, and stood up. Goku whimpered and then opened his eyes to look at her almost forlornly. Bra brought the lollipop back up to her mouth, and played with it suggestively. Goku’s eyes narrowed, and he growled threateningly. Why hadn’t he noticed what she had been doing before?

Bra almost panicked, but, knowing where his mind was at the moment, this wasn’t the time to show fear. No, showing fear at this moment would turn this into her rape, rather than her seduction of Goku. She leaned down, pulled the lollipop out of her mouth, and ran it along his lips. “I’ll let you have this,” she teased, “If you fuck me.”

Without a second thought Goku snagged the lollipop out of her fingers with his teeth, and then grabbed her hips. Not so gently he turned her around and tugged her to her knees. “Deal,” he said, as he pushed on her shoulders so she went down on all fours.
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