Healing You

HEALING YOU by Kinoha

A/N: This is one of my older lemons ( wasn't much of a writer back then and you can see it from the writing style *winces*, honestly, this fic sucks. I am just now too lazy to edit this into proper fic. I should have this fixed in few days.) and this was sort of an experiment piece for me back then. I found it and decided to post it; watch out DBZ section: you're gonna get flooded with G/CC lemons if I keep this up!! (Evil laughter) As all my lemons, this too is seemingly naïve and idealistic... and written for the pure sake of shameless smut! G/CC forever! This one is kinda obvious...

WARNINGS: Overused and almost non-existent plotline, complete naiveness and half-bad storytelling. ^_^

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‘ Damn this all to Hell!!! Fuck the world!! Fuck the universe!! Fuck the people!! Fuck ChiChi…Well, that’s a pleasant thought…ACK!! NO NO NO!! AAARGH!! This ain’t going anywhere!!!’ A blur of fists raged through the air and changed into fiery kicks and sweeps and from there to complicated series of different deadly combos: kicks, punches and grip-locks and throws . All this with unbelievable speed and vigour.

Goku panted hard and felt like dying but still kept going. He needed something to went his frustrations on. He took a strong offensive stance and cupped his hand at his side in the all familiar pose of Kamehameha. The white-blue beam left his hands and he twisted it round to hit him and poured out some extra power into it on a whim.

The beam came with a light speed or faster, but to Goku it seemed slow enough to see it clearly. Goku let out a yell, crossed his sinewy arms in front of him and braced himself for the impact. Kamehameha Wave hit him head on engulfing him in huge explosion.

The burning pain made its way through his body when his ki shield caved in. He bit his lip to prevent from yelling out in pain, drawing some blood.

The smoke and dust settled revealing a bloody and bruised Goku standing shakily. His pants were torn and the top of his gi was gone as was the dark blue undershirt. The Saiyajin’s breath was shallow, face crunched up in concentration, he fell on his back with a thud; grunting in slight pain.

“ Fuck…” he muttered and squinted his eyes shut and felt the throbbing member in his pants to make itself known again, straining against the texture of his gi pants.

He began a powerful string of curses. He really needed a good fuck. A long hard and sating fuck. Simple but almost impossible at the rate things were going.

It had been nearly a month since his return from Yadoratto and he hadn’t touched ChiChi in whole time. It had been almost two years since his last good lay. A night before the arrival of his so-called brother… The time in Yadoratto had been a plain pain in the ass; or in cock in this case.

And Saiyajin were not made for not to have a lay in such long periods. How he longed for her smooth soft flesh, her tender full curves of her small perky breast and the round rump and hips. To run his hands through those black silky tresses and smell her natural scent of vanilla and fresh fruits as she cried out for him…

Goku moaned at the thought of her lithe body writhing under his, nicely muscled legs wrapped around his waist whilst he buried his shaft deep inside her slick, hot tightness…He grunted and brought his hand to stroke himself through his pants to bring some relief to his aching member. Though there still was the problem: she never let him touch her 'properly'. No kisses below collarbone or eating her out or any of that. He growled ferally.

No. He wouldn’t anymore!! This time he’d show ChiChi what sex really was about and wasn’t about to back down.

Goku got up and strengthened his will and began walking towards their little cottage. Gohan was camping with Piccolo and it was just him and ChiChi. The Saiyajin male swore to himself that he wouldn’t back down this time. If he had to, he’d tie her down to bed if necessary and the thought surprisingly pleased him and brought a very wicked smirk on his handsome features and left him horny as hell. The gentle Goku would be on a vacation so long so the Kakarotto side of him got the things rolling again between him and his raven-haired mate!

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ChiChi was cleaning some stains on the kitchen floor. Just some food stains and dirty foot prints from her Saiyajin husband and son’s nightly fridge visits. She kept rubbing the floor vigorously trying to ignore the warm feeling in her lower stomach.

God damn how she wanted nothing more than his husband to screw her brains out. And the thought stopped there. She froze up and her mind absolutely locked itself up bringing unpleasant memories back to surface. She just couldn’t do anything. Sex hurt, and that’s it.

It may have been pleasurable for men but it was nothing else than pain for women. Goku really hadn’t ever hurt her before in bed but she was still scared if she let him go any further it would hurt…

But it had been two years since their last shag… ChiChi was sure that Goku had had sex with many other alien women in space. Beautiful alien women…The half-demon felt her eyes go blurry and began to burn with unshed tears. The thought was too much and she knew it was her own fault. Why else he’d have been gone so long?

Besides she was tainted...

Sighing deeply and wiping her eyes quickly. Gohan was camping with Piccolo, she reluctantly admitted to herself she had let him go with the green salad man, and Goku... well, she wasn’t sure was training exactly what he was doing at the moment... ChiChi bit her lip.

She stood up from the kitchen floor and turned around only to face to chest with her husbands sweaty, shirt-missing chest. Strong, sinewy arms wrapped around her waist immediately and she was suddenly her back against the kitchen wall as Goku ferociously kissed her, devouring her sweet mouth with his own.

“ Mmphmh?!” she mumbled against his hot mouth in utter shock. Goku pulled back, panting hard. He was battered and little bloody, his clothes torn... The lust and determination gleaming in his usually soft black eyes surprised her even more; they were now hard and wanting. Her face flushed with both fear and equal desire.

“ Goku...” she asked breathlessly as he pressed his body fully against hers and let out purr. ChiChi felt his erection rudely poking at her stomach pleasurably and shivered in anticipation as he nuzzled aggressively her neck. The old fear suddenly gripped her body and she began struggling wildly in his arms.

Goku held her firmly on place, inhaling her sweet scent. “ ChiChi... why you don’t want to...” he whispered into her ear quietly, demanding the long awaited explanation after nearly six years of marriage: why she didn't let him touch her more intimately than the absolute necessary? Goku knew she wasn't frigid or prude in the least. Her fiery attitude and vocabulary that put the worst army drill sergeants to shame proved that. No person with so passionate soul could ever be like that. Besides, he loved her and longed for her...

It was clearly something else...

Ever since it had been revealed that he was an alien, a Saiyajin warrior, he had been feeling tiniest bit of insecurity around her. What if it was him? What if he was the one to fault that she found it repulsive that he was an alien and she had to sleep in the same bed as he? But she was his soul mate... He had to find out! If not for the peace of his mind, for the damned pain in his cock!

ChiChi's breath hitched. No... the least she wanted him to know... he’d.... maybe....

She turned her head away stubbornly ignoring the warmth in her belly and the hot shaft pressing onto it provokingly. Goku growled in annoyance, hardening his will and swatting away his gentler nature.

“Cheech?”

She gave a whimper indicating no. Fine. He could be just as stubborn as she, when he wanted to be. He sneaked one hand behind her back and swept her legs under her with another, holding her in his arms bridal style and began marching towards the bedroom. ChiChi struggled and glared, but was no match for her alien husband’s Saiyajin strength and made-up will and unbeknownst to her, her fighting was just arousing him more.

He plopped her down to the bed and laid gently on top of her. “ ChiChi.” He said again, rubbing their hips together tortuously. Sooner or later she would break. He didn’t want to force her but if she kept this up he may have to... the rate the things were going, he was the one to loose control sooner rather than her.

She shook her head in defiant no. She didn’t want to remember any of that.

“ You’re making this damn difficult!” Goku spat angrily at her, stroking her cheek gently. ChiChi lay her eyes closed, bathing in the lovely feeling of him on top of her, though they were still fully clothed. Her body begged yes, but her mind surprisingly had firmer grip that said no. Goku gently lowered his head to her neck and bit her earlobe trying to persuade her to tell him, say yes to his ministrations.

“ Why you won’t tell?” he asked sadly burying spiky head to her neck, feeling her racing pulse beat in her veins. “ I am your husband and I love you, Chi...”

ChiChi stilled, her breathing shaky and short. Tears that should have been cried long time ego, finally fell, moistening her fair cheeks. Her hands crept into his hair, clutching his head to her desperately. It wasn’t fair towards Goku. To lie about thing like that. He deserved to know... even if... she chocked and sighed in defeat as she recalled the scarring past events.

Goku felt over-joyed as she began talking in a thick voice, he had finally accomplished, but his face fell soon and became one of anger.

“ I was sixteen... I was coming home from training for the Tenkaichi Budoukai... I was so tired I barely could walk straight or keep my eyes open. It was late night, surely over midnight I think... suddenly there were three men.... They were totally plastered started harassing me and I was too tired to do anything, but try to get away... I insulted them, I think... one of them hit me and I fell on the ground and then one them started grouping me... it hurt so much... he hit me and I screamed... and next I knew he was forcing himself onto me and....” She gulped and proceeded tell him how they had raped her, taking turns, taking her together in the most painful ways possible, hitting her, crudely taking her chastity away like it didn’t matter a crap. Along the story his arousal had gone to the fridge and was making it's quick way to freezer to take a raincheck and it was soon replaced with blind anger. They had taken her brutally in ways he though it wasn’t even possible. Making her do all those things...

ChiChi cried softly in his embrace that had changed from intimate to gentle and soothing. He cuddled her slight, shaking form murmuring little nonsense to her and stroking her back. He was shell-shocked and shaken to the very core. He could of understood easily if it was natural fear and insecurity about her body and sexiness, but this...

Goku closed his eyes, kissing her knitted brow with utmost care. Why didn't he even think that something like this could have happened? To think of... her hymen was gone when they had first clumsily engaged in the wonders of love making. He had been way too nervous wreck to take notice of such mini-details back then...

Gently continuing to hold her, the Saiyajin warrior realized that he never thought that to be possible for she was world's strongest woman after all... no ordinary man could ever do any harm to her... she'd be the one doing harm and kicking their asses and nuts if they tried something! And of course he'd personally definitely be pissed off and add the weight of his fist to the bastards face who dared to touch his mate!

“ Why you didn't tell me earlier, beloved?” he whispered to her ear quietly, something akin to sadness and disappointment lacing his voice. ChiChi's sobs had ceased as she cried her pain out; after nearly seven years of holding it it had only grown. She was scared now as she heard the question. Sadness and disappointment in his voice almost made her cry again. Was he going to despise her now for being weak? Not strong enough to be universe's strongest's man's wife? For being a whore to drunken bastards?

” I... was... I just couldn’t... please!” she whimpered, turning her gaze away.

” Please, what?” he asked confused.

” Don't leave me!” the desperate words slipped out of her mouth before her mind had any grip on them. Goku stared at her, incredulous.

” Why would I leave you, little one?” he told her gently, softly cupping her face and forcing her to look him in the eyes. Her eyes had a closed and caged look to them and he flinched little away. She laughed bitterly, finally giving up all the dams and walls she had inside her.

” Why? You ask why? Son Goku... I'm fucking tainted... Hell, I was unfaithful to you... I can't give you what you really want. I've seen the look in your eyes as you make love to me. There are intimate things you want to do to me, the wild flame and passion in your black eyes making me want you, making me afraid. What if it hurts again, though you mean not to? My mind wants you to fuck me senseless, but my damned body remembers the pain and won't let me and that has become partly my mind also... refusing it... Am I making any sense to you, Goku?” she said in a dull voice and his hert almost broke.

Goku stared at her speechless and solemnly.

” Does your father know or anyone else?”

She shook her head in no. ” I couldn't talk about it. I was too ashamed. Me, the Ox King's warrior daugther, raped. Ridiculous and shameful...”

The small woman fell quiet and Goku surveyed her long and hard, making her feel nervous under his scrutinizing black eyes. She watched in wonder as his emotions shifted in his eyes; like he was having argument with something or even somebody. Inner battle of... what? Finally his eyes hardened to determined, steely black and she gasped, suddenly aware he was still laying on top of her in an intimate position. His eyes continued to look into hers; wild and smouldering and ChiChi felt her body to start react to it: the former heath returning with vegeance.

” I'm not gonna leave you and you weren't unfaithful... silly female... the only thing that bothers me is that you didn't tell me right away and I can't go and beat the shit out of those sick bastards myself...” he growled, their noses touching as his intense eyes provoked her desire to live. Goku sensed her growing discomfort and arousal and half-smirked. This might not be a pleasant task for her or even for him, but it had to be done and his Kakarotto side was gonna help him!

” Goku...?!” ChiChi questioned, short of breath as the weight of her Saiyajin husband body deliciously pressed against hers.

” Shh! Just let me prove you...” he almost commanded, his voice deeper and thicker. ChiChi gulped, deep orbs widening in surprise as he claimed her lips ferociously and his hand sneaked behind her back, bringing her closer.

” Goku?!”

” Just let me love you... show you...” he murmured to her ear, his warm breath sending shivers along her spine and making her nerves tingle. She struggled half-heartedly in his embrace and he planted nips and kisses to her neck and face. The Saiyajin slipped his hand sto her sides, caressing her ribs thru the fabric of her clothes then finally cupping her breasts in his calloused and rough hands. ChiChi moaned at his touch, still attempting to push him away.

He chuckled darkly and captured her lips in gentle, but passionate kiss. No need to be rough or wild, when he needed to gain her trust first. She moaned into his kiss, as his hard lips sought out hers. He run his tongue across her lowerlip, asking for permission to enter her mouth. ChiChi, determinated that she would not give in right after the shocking talk, pursed her lips together, fighting back the moans and whimpers that were ready to escape form her throat. But his hands felt so good on her body...

So this was how she wanted to play.... Goku smirked at her persistence and kept kissing her, enjoying fully the wonders of her supple lips. 'Let's see who runs first out of air, shall we?' he thought evilly and released her soft mounds, grasping her round hips instead and squeezed them hard; lips still printed firmly on her mouth. He smiled victoriously as her lips almost opened to a small cry of sudden pleasure.

ChiChi was facing a huge problem; she was running out of air; she felt way too good and the damn bastard had her hips! DAMNIT! She resisted the urge to cuss for that would grant the permission to her mouth he so much desired... Her enigmatic Saiyajin husband had her completely cornered. She felt herself getting wet and even more aroused, the heat pooling into her lower stomach and grotch, where his impressive erection was rudely poking at.

Goku gently brushed his lips across his mate's as his thumbs massaged her hips and the nerves there, causing her to writhe deliciously against his hard shaft. He groaned quietly. Paid to be a martial artist and know every possible nerve points and tracks; good and bad, where to hurt or disable or bring pleasure and relaxation. And hips had always been ChiChi erogenous area of her body. 'So friggin' sensitive...'

” DAMN YOU!” she managed to yell at him as she was forced to open her mouth to breath for not to pass out. Goku only purred contently as he was finally being able to taste her sweet mouth. He dipped his tongue into her hot mouth, sensously sliding and caressing her own with his. Closing her eyes, ChiChi moaned at the intimate contact, her hands gripping his muscular and wide shoulders tightly.

She thought in her pleasure-hazed and pissed off mind that she should bit his tongue and hard for this but to the damn Saiyajin of hers would probably only get kicks out of it.

Finally he pulled away, taking in her flushed and dishaveled appearance. He grinned at her mischievously. She opened her lids slowly to reveal a heated look of burning coal as suddenly she became aware of the painful need in her loins that could be satisfied in a certain way... and he knew it! Her hips bucked slightly at the thought of him sating her pulsing need. Goku gasped lowly as her sweet grotch made abrupt contact with his aching cock.

God, how he wanted her!

Their panting seemed to echo in the room as they stared at each other ChiChi recognizing the same wild look in his eyes as always when he made love to her. She shivered at his pleading gaze. Nothing bad had happened to this far, right? It didn't hurt; in fact, she felt better than ever! The beating pulse, the aching heat between her legs and the knowledge he wouldn't hurt her...

...and maybe this would help her... maker her forget it all; come over it... she was feeling too good anyway... her breathign increased as she stared at her handsome husband curiously. How come she had never noticed just how handsome he was! Hesitantly, she brought her hand up to touch his cheek and caress it gently. His deep black eyes searched fervently hers, his brows slanted into a slight frown. He had muscular but quite slender built, not overly done like body-builders or jocks in general, but firm and hard and lean. Despite being quite tall and muscled man, he didn't weight that much you'd expect a man of his size do. She could very well support his weight on her own frail and curvy body.

She guessed it to be a Saiyajin thing. The little warrior princess would have been surprised if he knew that in the standards of his race he was quite small male specimen(1).

' Ah... to Hell with it!' she decided.

” Goku...” she rasped and he lowered his head to nuzzled her shoulder pleasantly if more relentless persuading was needed. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his back. It was time to heal the wounds...

” Yes, ChiChi?”

” Make love to me...!”

Goku stared at her for the umpteenth time, this time positively surprised. Did she really.... want it?! He thought he'd have to continue this for hours and was slightly disappointment. He loved torturing her and 'getting her to the mood' much. He made a mental note to do this every time he wanted her.

” And I mean it NOW, Goku!” she whispered into his ear in the huskiest voice she could muster. That didn't prove to be a problem since after her decision to finally get over the rape case, she had been feeling horny as Hell! And realising what a hottie your husband was, wasn't helping any!

He narrowed his eyes on her thoughtfully and she growled in frustration. The two years had finally caught up to her too. She momentarily wondered if this had been what Goku had been feeling for the past two years she really was more than willing to spread her legs for him and let him take her in every way possible.

” Goku, stop teasing! I'm very frustrated woman at the moment and I won't be responsibe for my actions...” she warned him desperately. His happy grin twisted into wicked and sinister smirk she didn't even think him capable of and he attacked her mouth with vigour. This time she immediately opened her lips and wrestled her tongue with his, engaging the competition for dominance.

He growled possesively and ripped his mouth form her sweet lips, leaving ChiChi gasping and flushed. He kissed her throat, nipping fiercely across her pulse, drawing content whimpers fomr his raven-haired wife. Fisting his hand on the texture of her dress' front, he effortlessly ripped her top off. ChiChi yelped and looked at his wild expression in wonder. It was so primal... normally she would have yelled at him for destroying her dress, but she was way turned on to care for such stupid details.

Immediately his hard lips had deceased on her pert nipple as his other hand worked on another. She mewled in pleasure jolting form the contact and arched to his mouth. His other hand caressed her all over and was making short work of getting her skirt off in tremendous pace. She could only drown in the overwhelming pleasure he inflicted upon her.

Goku was seriously thinking the Heaven he had been in when he was dead was fake one; this sure was thousand times better than that crappy place. He was finally being able to taste her! Feel her! Maker her cry for him! He almost climaxed as he heard her voice softly whimpering his name. Her hand squeezed him to her and soon he was as shirtless and pantless as her, dressed only in his straining white boxers.

Soon they were discarded somewhere and they relished the skin on skin contact. This was surely to be one of their most memorable times ever. She opened her legs for him and he gently eased himself in and she moaned loudly. Goku groaned at the tight fit; she was so hot and wet... silken and hugged him perfectly. He sighed deeply and began a fast pace, pumping in and out of her furiously. ChiChi let herself be engulfed by the feel of him and chanted his name for heavens to hear and wrapped her slender legs tight around his narrow waist, drawing him even deeper.

Goku grunted her name huskily and kissed her almost bruisingly, driven by his lust for his woman.

God! She had forgotten how good he was in bed and, as she liked to call it, his endowment was quite 'abundant.' The pressure began to build as they neared their mutual feeling of completion. His steady pace gained speed and force as he pounded into her almost brutally, totally controlled by his Saiyajin instincts. ChiChi held on, enjoyin herself immensely. Why in the Hell she hadn't told him earlier? If result always was mind-blowing fuck, hell, she really need to have more dark secrets.

Their world shattered around them as they climaxed together; world going white, warm and full of each other safe presence.

They laid in each others arms, satisfied and feeling safe and completed for the first time in two long years. ChiChi's head rested on his chest and she yawned cutely; their sweat dried long time ago from their skins and being swallowed by the bed sheets. The pleasant smell of sex mingled in the room and Goku took a deep inhale of it; their scents mixed together in a sweet way...

” So, hon, any other things I should know about you...?” he asked quietly, kissing her hair lazily, drawing her closer. The wife of Son Goku shook her head in negastive and gave a brief chortle.

” I wish I really had if this is your normal reaction to them...” she joked and he emitted a deep pleasant laugh.

” Gah... I think we really made a mess of ourselves...” she thought aloud and he smirked hentaily. The bed sheets were moist with their sweat and ruffled and wrinkled and just plain in serious washing-needing condition. Not to mention their lower regions were coated in each others juices and sweat... no matter who much you prettied up the truth, sex was in reality quite messy business.

” Wanna join me for shower?” Goku asked and she could almost hear the ideas running thru his quite wicked mind, when he wanted to have one. Her mouth curved to a smirk of her own.

” So the doctor recommends an after-treatment...”

” Absolute necessary to make sure this disease doesn't recur...”

” Excellent!” she energeticly jumped off his arms and bed, butt naked to Goku's eternal happiness. ” I was thinking of something including you, me, shower anyway...” she disappered into the bathroom, laughing. Goku crawled off the bed hot in pursuit of his prey unless her next sweetly ringing words almost dropped him.

” Hurry up there, will you! It's not every day I'm gonna allow you to take me from behind in a shower!”

” WHAT!?”

...and let's say Goku had never moved so fast in his whole life...

THE END!

(1) And just about the fact of Goku being small Saiyajin male. Well, he is. Compared to Raditz and Nappa his head top barely reaches their chests and besides, in Bardock's special Bardock is pretty short compared to his other teammates! Only Fasha is shorter than he and in the bar all those Saiyajins there were like head taller than Goku's father and Goku has inherited his looks and height... No wonder Vegeta's so pissed off whole the time...

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