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actuallysaiyan · 3 months

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HI BACON!! 🥓💙 glad to see your requests are back open so will you please do headcanons for Vegeta, Goku Black and Piccolo walking in on their horny! s/o masturbating? anyways hope you are doing well and stay hydrated 😊

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, masturbation, slight dub con, Piccolo has a diccolo, vaginal fingering, oral sex(fem and male receiving) word count: 1.1k pairings: Vegeta x Fem!Reader, Goku Black x Fem!Reader and Piccolo x Fem!Reader

Vegeta comes in from a long training session, expecting to find you in the kitchen. He grows frustrated when he doesn’t find you there and begins calling out your name.

The minute he opens the door to your shared bedroom and sees you on the bed, hands between your thighs and moaning out his name, Vegeta is very stunned and red in the face.

You spot him and you buck against your hand even more, your excitement growing now that your husband is here. Vegeta is stammering and stuttering, desperately trying to come up with something to say.

“Like what you see, my prince?” you pull your fingers from your cunt, beckoning him closer. Vegeta sputters something about this being so inappropriate but you see the growing bulge in his spandex.

Slowly, Vegeta begins approaching you. The scent of your essence is getting the better of him. He’s unable to pull away from the situation that has been presented to him. You’re basically being offered up on a silver platter.

He crawls onto the bed, pinning your wrists above your head. You see that lustful animalistic look in his eyes as he leans in to kiss you hungrily. The moment your tongues touch, Vegeta knows he has to take care of you.

“Poor little human wife,” he growls as he begins leaving kisses down your neck and onto your collarbone. “Couldn’t wait for her husband to come home, huh?”

You shake your head, begging for him to stimulate you. It does not matter what he does, you just know you’re so desperate for it right now. He laughs at you, mocking you a little.

“Poor little woman needs her prince…” his voice is teasing you now, but you know he’s going to make you feel much better. He’ll take good care of you.

With one smooth movement, Vegeta is balls deep inside of you. His lips are firmly pressed against yours as he begins his fast and deep pace. If you ever decide to pull this trick on him again, he might punish you even worse.

He’s somehow become attached to you. You keep him company and he finds some sort of amusement and entertainment with you. It took very little time for him to become intimate with you.

One day as he comes home, he doesn’t find you waiting for him in the doorway. This bothers him as he begins to wonder if you’ve just decided to leave him be. This is exactly what he was worried about.

But then he finds you on the bed, desperately trying to cum from just your fingers. He tuts at you, finding you so damn pitiful and pathetic. Humans really are this naive and foolish.

Yet the smell of you makes his cock so hard. He knows that the Saiyan part of him makes him weak to these sorts of mating practices. He wants to bury his face between your thighs and pull pleasure from you until you cry.

“Aren’t you just the foolish little human?” He asks, making you whine for him. You’re grinding against your hand so desperately, it makes him mock you in a very mean tone of voice.

He then snatches your hand from between your thighs and brings it to his lips. You watch through lust-filled eyes as he sucks on them and makes a big mess of your fingers. Then he shoves them back to your pussy.

“Show me how badly a needy little human like you needs to cum. I’m not entirely convinced that you deserve my cock just yet. I need to be convinced, little human.” He smirks as he watches you get into it so much more.

You’re inspired to work your hand against your clit even harder and faster, pitiful and pathetic moans falling from your lips as you try to show Goku Black just how needy you are for him. It’s a desperate attempt.

The more you grind against your own hand, the more you begin dripping all over the sheets and your own fingers. Goku Black watches you, making sure you aren’t faking your emotions and feelings for him at this moment.

Once he’s pleased successfully, he will strip off his clothes and give you exactly what you need. You’ll be so full, you can feel his cock in your lower tummy. Your eyes will roll back as he fucks you until you’re desperately crying for him to stop.

Piccolo doesn’t exactly understand romantic and sexual relationships at first, but soon he gets the gist of it when you give him a blowjob. He becomes quite addicted to it, to the point where he allows you to do it while he meditates.

Even without that, Piccolo begins craving other things. You’ve made this previously thought to be asexual Namekian addicted to sex. That’s why when he finds you in your bedroom, the vibrator on your clit, he’s already salivating.

“Hmph, couldn’t wait for me, could you?” His deep voice pulls you from your pleasure, and you’re blushing deeply. You try to make up an excuse, but he’s already pulling off his clothes and approaching you.

“You want to be filthy and touch yourself instead of coming to me for pleasure? Fine, open up!” He commands you as he begins to stroke his cock. Then as you open your mouth, he stuffs his cock in and watches as you struggle to adjust to it.

You feel one of his hands coming down to place the vibrator back onto your clit. You really never would have thought that Piccolo would be the type to be into this sort of thing, but you’ve shown him a world of pleasure he’s not used to.

He lets out the sexiest moans and groans as you relax your throat and allow him to use you as his personal little fleshlight. It’s so exciting to you to allow him to use you like this. It’s a whole new side to him.

He works the vibrator on your clit in such a teasing way, making you moan around his cock. All of this is turning out to be just so perfect. Catching you touching yourself was the perfect excuse for him to start something sexual like this.

“You’re a filthy little human,” he teases between moans and groans. “Such a needy little thing,” his words make you dribble even more nectar from your neglected hole. He loves watching you like this.

It’s not long before his balls are drawing up and he feels his orgasm building even faster than intended. So he pulls out and gets on his knees between your thighs. With one look up at you, he leans in to lick a stripe from your hole to your clit.

Piccolo stays between your thighs, lapping up your juices and using his fingers to curl up against that sweet spot that leaves you breathless and seeing stars. He’ll do it until you’re just begging him to stop.

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baegetas · 6 months

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》 blackout.

son goku x afab reader

summary: sitting at the bar after a hard day, you're joined by none other than your friend gohan's father, and he knows how he can cheer you up.

warnings: minors do not interact, explicit content: age gap, multiple orgasms, (slight, if you squint) implied cheating, overstimulation, drunk sex, alcohol consumption

word count: 1.7k

you were alone at a bar. you'd completely flunked an exam that you'd studied hard for, and you were downing shots like they were nothing. even the bartender was asking if you were okay, to which you'd reply with a simple, "i will be."

while you were mindlessly scrolling through social media, a giggle cut through your brooding silence. it was familiar. you looked over your shoulder, finding that you were face-to-face with a "friend" of yours: goku. well, correction: he was gohan's father, and you were a friend of gohan's. you were a little scared of goku at first, but warmed up to him once you knew he wasn't some scary muscle-head. he grinned at you and promptly mused, "hey!"

"hello, goku."

he sat next to you, looking at you like a dejected puppy. "aw, what's wrong? you looked bored from over there, but man, you seem pretty sad."

you sighed, failing to hide the smile from him. "i guess. but i didn't expect to see you here, out of all people."

"whaaat?" goku giggled and spun the barstool around. "are you kidding? this place is so fun!"

"no, i mean, like, i didn't see you as much of a drinker."

"eh... if it's sweet, i don't care what it is. i'll drink it. heeeey!" he flagged down the bartender, grinning happily. "you have jello shots? yeah? you should give us a few!"

you gave him a slightly agitated look, to which he giggled and said, "don't worry, i'll pay! i don't know what's got you so down, but it's time to cheer up!"

that giggle would be the end of you, and you knew it. as the shots slid onto the counter in front of you, you sighed. it wouldn't be horrible to have a little fun, right?

next thing you knew, goku had convinced you to join him on the dance floor. there had always been something so charming about his idiocy. something charming about how oblivious he was. however, now that he had you in your own little corner of the place in the dark, you could see something else behind those sweet eyes. you could see intention, like he was aware of exactly what he was doing. he was aware that it was the two of you. he was aware that you were both tipsy. he was aware that he was double your size. he was very aware.

with the lights spinning again, flashing a multitude of colors, you found yourself lost in music. lost in liquor. you and goku had been gradually getting closer to one another. you found yourself dancing right against him, and his rough, calloused hands were sliding up and down the sides of your torso, with a focus on your hips. swaying back and forth in rhythm, you could feel his muscles against your back. you could feel his breath against your neck. you shuddered, and looked up at him for some sort of clue as to what he was thinking. and looking back at you were two serious, calculating eyes. like a predator. "heh. you look surprised."

your lip shook ever so slightly. "you... are you?"

he smirked. "am i what? gotta finish the sentence."

you hiccuped, trying to clear your throat. "flirting?"

"i dunno," he hummed, feigning innocence. "problem?"

your eyes flickered down to his hands on your hips. they were gripping you. "...no."

his voice dropped an octave, getting raspy. "nice. you mind if i do something?"

"to... to me?" he nodded, and you were having trouble suffocating the butterflies in your stomach. you swallowed roughly, leaning your head back against his shoulder as you stared up at him. he was holding you against him. for a moment, you thought, what would gohan think? i mean, this was your friend's dad. this man was twice your age. but nonetheless, you replied, "you... can do anything you want. to me."

within a split second, he flipped you around and pressed your back against the club's concrete wall. you had no time to breathe. goku was kissing you with a passion. your hands gripped his clothes, pulling him as close as you could. his thigh pressed in between your legs, and at that point, you were putty in his hands. all you could do was whine. this was a completely different goku, and you were loving it.

he sank his teeth into the side of your neck, and you moaned out loud. when you noticed someone staring at the two of you, your eyes widened. "ah- goku! hey."

he pulled back from your skin by just inches. "something wrong?"

"we... we can't do this. not... in public."

his voice was gravelly. "why not? i'm sure people would love to watch. make 'em jealous."

you blushed and stammered out, "it... it's indecent... and a little illegal... to do things like this in public. my apartment would be a better place."

"your apartment?" he stood straight up and pressed two fingers to his forehead. he gripped your shoulder tightly. "gotcha."

and suddenly, you were both standing in the front hallway of your apartment. you blinked a few times, unsure of what the fuck just happened, but all of that was thrown to the wayside when goku's lips found yours again, pressing you against the wall of your living room.

your belongings fell to the ground, and your hands started to pull his shirt up so you could feel his torso. every muscle, every divot - he was so fucking ripped. and his hands weren't wasting time with you, either. traveling up your thighs, he tore your panties off with one finger. his hand grabbed your entire ass, and he took in a deep inhale, smelling your scent on the skin of your neck. "god, you smell so good."

"you... ah!" you lost your train of thought when he started grinding his crotch against yours. with flushed cheeks from a drunken stupor, you mumbled, "you... want me, don't you?"

shedding his t-shirt, he growled, "what do you think?"

he was biting at your skin as his hands discarded the rest of your clothes, albeit in a more refined fashion. once you were completely nude, he couldn't hold himself back anymore. he picked you up like a doll. like you weighed absolutely nothing to him. he was quick to find your bedroom, and he quite literally threw you down onto the bed. then, he followed. and his tongue found your slit, rough hands pushing your thighs apart so he could taste you as much as he possibly could.

your hand tangled in his thick hair. he was so sloppy, but it was quick to send every nerve in your body into a frenzy. he would grunt and groan, and his nose would bump against your clit, sending a jolt through your body. when his tongue actually plunged into you, you lost all of your bearings. you came all over his face, and he replied to it with a pleased groan, unwilling to pull away until your body relaxed. with one eye open, you looked down at his messy face. his dark, widened pupils. his flushed cheeks. then, he grinned. "i thought you'd taste good, but that was better than i thought."

panting, you whined back, "goku... i..."

"already on it." he was quick to remove his pants and boxers, and he was quick to climb back over you, trapping you in another kiss. with the full weight of his body against his, you realized just how small you were. his length slid along your folds, and you could taste yourself on his tongue.

your hands found his back when he got the opportunity to press himself into you, and he did so with a guttural groan. at that point, you couldn't think. the slow stretch was just too good, and your foreheads rested against one another until he was fully sheathed in you. he panted, "so... tight... i gotta..."

you panted back, "just... just fuck me."

and when his hips started snapping back and forth, you couldn't help but whine. your nails dug into his back, and his face was buried in your neck. he was relentless, keeping a fast, steady pace. as your moans got louder, you heard his voice in your ear. "shh... be a good girl. i know you can handle it."

hitting that sweet spot over and over, it didn't take any time for you to come undone a second time. and a third time. goku hadn't even broken much of a sweat, and he had you completely folded over underneath him. your eyes were locked on his as he cooed, "yeah, that's it. good."

in that moment, you understood that he was going to finish inside you. and you didn't care one bit about it. as if on cue, his huge frame leaned down to trap you in a tongue-filled kiss, hands gripping your ass. you weren't going anywhere. he had you completely pinned.

you'd lost count of how many times you came before his thrusts started to get sloppy. he was grunting more often, shaft head poking at your cervix every now and then. it hurt, but you were far too blissed out to care. "good girl. just... a little bit more, okay?"

by now, you were a babbling mess, but you managed to nod in response. the bed was slamming against the wall, and you knew that your neighbors on all sides would be complaining about the noise, if they hadn't already. his grunts were going right into your ear, and he grunted especially loudly as he said, "you ready?"

you nodded and mewled, "yes, please."

goku growled, then moaned beautifully has he came right into you. his hips didn't even stop, riding out his own orgasm with a blissful look on his face. when his hips eventually stopped, he collapsed onto you, breathing heavily. you were doing the same. your head was spinning. after only a minute, he propped himself up on his elbow. "whew... that was... amazing."

"i... know." you said this so quietly that you could barely hear it yourself. "it was."

then, goku gave you that trademark giggle. that trademark grin. you looked at him through half lidded eyes as he said, "i think we're gonna have to do that again. way more often than just once. i'm gonna need it."

you smiled and wrapped your arms around his torso. you couldn't respond vocally, but pulling him closer was the answer he needed. he giggled again and relaxed atop you, with no intention of moving any time soon.

#mdni #smut #son goku #goku #goku x reader #son goku x reader #dbz x reader #dbs x reader #fem reader #x reader

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victormare · 15 days

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acknowledgement 🥕💖🥗

no effects + the original

#my art #son goku #vegeta #kakavege #db #dbz #dbgt #dragon ball #dragon ball z #dragon ball gt #i almost forgot to post here!!!#there's a fem 4goge in my future...

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exceptforthat · 4 months

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#raditz #gine #bardock #goku #fem!goku #fem!raditz #fanart #myart

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vegeta-bananabluish · 1 year

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Reader Harem/poly fic, Valentines day special!

Title: A Beacon of affection (porn with plot) The (female) reader gets some lovin'! Vegeta/Reader, Goku/Reader, Gohan/Reader, Future Trunks/Reader, Broly/Reader, Gogeta/Reader, Goku/Reader/Vegeta, Goku Black/Reader.

Summary: A dystopian AU taking place many years after Super. Goku Black is roaming the Earth through different timelines, wreaking havoc wherever he goes. He is on a mission to hunt down the last of the Earth's inhabitants, determined to leave no survivors.

Given their genetic resilience and elongated life spans, a handful of Saiyans are left to fight for their survival. They’ve retreated to a shielded area located under a mountain range, carefully hidden from Goku Black’s sinister gaze.

You are one of the last remaining humans, trying to survive the hostile terrain. One day, a radio message leads you to the Saiyan’s shelter, where you meet Gohan, Goku, Vegeta and Future Trunks (and later Broly). You are the first non-related female they've seen in years, and your peculiar pheromones quickly start to drive them to the edge of madness.

To your own surprise, something drives you to reciprocate, resulting in a complex yet passionate poly cohabitation.

That is, until Goku Black picks up your delicious scent… Will the Saiyans be able to rescue you in time and finally defeat this fearsome enemy, or is it too late?

Chapter 1

#dbz smut #vegeta x reader #vegeta x fem!reader #goku x reader #gohan x reader #future trunks x reader #broly x reader #goku black x reader #gogeta x reader #polyamory #bananabluish

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dreadsuitsamus · 1 year

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Lost Part One | Vegeta x Reader |

part two | part three | part four | part five | part six

author's note: this is part one of what i plan to be a two part story, as it was getting long! this part alone is just over 5k words. also edit: i forgot to add that when reading this, the canon timeline of events does not apply and should be read without that exact timeline in mind

pairing: vegeta x fem!reader

warnings: canon-typical violence, amnesia

Chi-Chi's setting the table for breakfast when she notices something falling from the sky. She frowns and squints her eyes, leaning in closer to the window to try and make out what was falling in the distance. She closes her eyes and breathes out a sign, rubbing her forehead with her forefinger and thumb. Whatever it is, she just knows her husband will get involved. It's like Spidey-Sense at this point.

She takes a deep breath as she hears the rumbling on the wooden floors of Goku and Gohan, running as quickly as possible to the table. They raced every morning, and Goku was normally the victor. Chi-Chi's just glad the two of them banned Goku's use of instant transmission; the arguing between the boys about it and the way he'd bump right into Chi-Chi as she was plating a hot pot of rice always plucked her nerves.

But when they run past the table, she's utterly stunned. "W-Where are you going?? Breakfast is ready!"

"There's a strong power level!" Gohan hastily explains, and Chi-Chi considers this a new record. Barely twenty seconds went by before they went and involved themselves. And they hadn't even eaten breakfast!!

Goku's the first to reach the source of the crash, little Gohan not far behind him. There's a crater in the earth from the impact, and Goku frowns when he peers into it. "Is that…?"

"A person?" Gohan frowns and watches Goku hop in to investigate. "Dad, be careful…"

"It's gonna be alright, Gohan." Goku assures him with a smile and thumbs up. Gohan grimaces and keeps a watchful eye on his father, fists curled and ready to go at any moment.

Goku approaches the body carefully, frowning as he gets closer. The uniform looks just like what Vegeta wore when he first came to Earth; only this suit is tattered in many places, with plenty of cuts and bruises on the skin that was exposed because of it. "Looks like one of Frieza's. But Frieza's dead." He mutters to himself, crouching down closer to examine the woman.

"A tail." Goku blinks at the furry appendage wrapped weakly around her waist. "Gohan, go home."

"Dad?"

"Nothing's wrong, son. Just… Go eat your breakfast, okay? Your mother worked hard on it."

"But Dad-"

Goku turns to look at his young son, smiling gently at the boy. "I think she's a Saiyan."

Gohan blinks. "But Vegeta said there are no more."

"Guess there's some stuff even Vegeta doesn't know." Goku laughs and rubs the back of his head, looking back at you. "But her power level is pretty strong."

"I think it's higher than Vegeta's when he first came to this planet." Gohan hums, his lips twisting in thought as he compares.

You groan as you begin to come to, the sun burning your eyes and sending your brain into despair, the pain from your battle and the crash down onto the ground battering you senseless. Your eyes clamp shut again and your next moan of pain is agony to your broken and bruised ribs. It feels like every part of your body was beaten to nothing, your bones mere dust and your muscles paper mâché.

There's a sudden shadow in front of you, graciously blocking the sunlight. You can't remember a damn thing; where you are, why, how, nothing. All you can even try and think about is how much pain you're in. You taste blood in your mouth, mostly dry at this point, and your ears have been ringing since you woke up. Despite the injuries, you still have enough grit in you to speak.

"If you wanna kill me… 'M gonna… Make you… Work for it." Your teeth grit together in a move that's excruciating for your headache and pry your eyes open to glare at the stranger. He's smiling despite your threat, like you'd said you wanted some damn tea and crumpets with him.

Good lord, where am I?

"Well sure, if you wanna fight we can, but I don't think it'd be too fair."

You growl softly, the feeling irritating your practically raw throat. "Don't underestimate me."

"Yeah, she's a Saiyan." Gohan deadpans.

"A what?" You scowl.

"A Saiyan with amnesia." Gohan facepalms. He really doesn't need another Saiyan, especially one that doesn't know a damn thing about themselves.

"C'mon Gohan, let's take her home. She needs a Senzu."

"Okay Dad!" Gohan jumps into the crater and carefully works to be gentle as they pick you up. Your cry in pain is heartbreaking even though he doesn't know you; you're obviously a full-blooded Saiyan, and you've clearly been part of the Frieza Force at some point of your life. You've definitely seen and been through a lot, and now you're an amnesiac that's nearly dead.

And he thought his father couldn't catch a break.

Gohan grabs the back of his father's gi and is suddenly whisked back home before he can even blink, the three of you right at the front door of home.

The fuck just happened???

"Chi-Chi, don't get mad!" Goku calls out when Gohan opens the front door.

Where the hell are they taking me…?

"Goku…" Chi-Chi narrows her eyes when she hears her husband's voice, and the little hairs at the back of her neck stand. "What happened."

"Mom, we found a Saiyan." Gohan explains, looking up at his mother with his most pure, innocent eyes. "She's really hurt and has amnesia, like Dad."

Chi-Chi's eyes flick to her husband, and he's got his own pleading face on. In her heart, she knows why Goku wants to save you. It's stupid and dangerous and utterly reckless but she can't tell him no right now. Against her better judgment and following far too much of the heart that belongs to Goku, she covers her face and takes a deep, calming breath.

"Alright, Goku."

"I knew you'd understand, Chi-Chi." Goku's eyes are shining and she melts under that gaze of his.

Gohan's got a rarely-used quilt in hand and is draping it over the couch when Chi-Chi finally breaks away from looking into her husband's pure-hearted eyes. Goku is gentle when he puts you down, shushing you softly when you groan in pain.

"It's okay. We're gonna get you a Senzu Bean."

"A what?"

"They'll heal you up in no time. You'll be brand new."

"Magic beans." You sigh softly, staring at the ceiling.

"Yeah, kinda." He says softly, knowing just how badly a concussion hurts. "Just stay awake, okay?"

"My body hurts too much to sleep." You grumble. It was nothing more than the truth; the agony's grip on each, individual cell that made up your tortured body was too strong to even let you consider dozing off.

"Dad, bad news!" Gohan rushes back to his father. "We're out of beans!"

"What?! Who took the last one??" Goku frowns. "How does this always happen…"

"We gotta see if we can get some more!"

"Gohan." Chi-Chi crosses her arms. "You have schoolwork to do."

"But-!"

"School. Work. Gohan." The boy's mother narrows her eyes and the sight alone has him rushing to get his books.

"Your mom's right, Gohan. I'll go get some more beans and be right back!" Goku stands, pressing two fingers to his forehead. You look up at him, perking your brow.

"What are you-"

pop.

"... Did he just fucking disappear." You deadpan.

"Ah, yes." Chi-Chi says politely.

I'm dead, aren't I?

pop. "Bad news."

"Ugh…" You groan. You don't think you'll be getting used to that sudden in-and-out anytime soon.

"What's wrong?" Chi-Chi asks, her eyes full of concern.

"No Senzu Beans." Goku sighs. "Korin said it's gonna be a couple weeks before even one is ready to go."

"So…" Chi-Chi says slowly.

You snort, regretting it immediately. "So I'm probably going to die since there aren't any magic beans."

"No, we'll make sure that doesn't happen." Goku shakes his head. You huff a breath out and force yourself up with your remaining strength, swallowing down your cries of discomfort threatening to spill out.

"No use for me to bleed out in your house."

"Stop, please." Goku kneels and carefully pushes you back down to the quilt. "You're not going to die. I promise, okay? We'll take care of your wounds and get you the first available Senzu."

"You sure you wanna just invite a stranger in like this?" You cough, having irritated all of your insides. "'Cause she doesn't look too thrilled."

Goku looks up to his wife, and she sighs softly. She loves his purity and his will to help you, but having you in her home was such an uncomfortable, burning feeling in her stomach.. "Goku… Let's take her to a hospital, and you can visit her there. I just don't like the idea of a stranger in our home."

Goku nods and stands, taking her hand in his and gently squeezing her fingers. "That's fair, Chi-Chi."

"Hold on, do I get a say in this?" You grumble. You feel like you're a damn child at this point.

Goku blinks, visibly taken aback. As if he hadn't really thought about what you wanted. How could you not want to be taken care of by them?

"I-I…" Goku frowns. "Yeah, I guess. What do you wanna do?"

"Hospital's fine."

Gohan facepalms with a loud sigh. You're reminding him of Vegeta; stubborn and always having to have things on your own terms. He wonders if that's how all Saiyans were. And if so, he's glad his father was dropped as a child.

He is so not the pillaging type.

In the hospital, your body heals with ease over the coming weeks. Your memory, however, doesn't come back to you, not even a little tidbit of information has struck you at any moment at all. Your dreams center around space, but as you're apparently a 'Saiyan', according to Goku and his sweet little Gohan, you're from there. So, space is not very surprising.

Good lord it'd be nice to know your own name.

On Goku's most recent visit, you've unattached yourself from all the machines and monitors they've got you hooked into. "Get me out of here." You say with a dead stare. "I'm starving."

Goku laughs. "Good, 'cause I came here to get you out anyway! We finally got a Senzu!"

"Hmm, I think I'm past-due on one of the magic beans. My body is all better." You shrug.

"Oh, okay." Goku shrugs before smiling brightly at you. You were beginning to find that smile endearing, as if you couldn't tell him no when he gave it. "Anyway… Chi-Chi said I could invite you for dinner!"

"Oh." You smile a bit to yourself. She'd brought Gohan to see you a few times during your hospital stay, and for a woman with no memory, you managed to make a friend in Chi-Chi anyway. She was a delightful, feisty woman and you found that extremely endearing, and also familiar.

"So let's get you out of here and go eat! Oh man, I caught a whiff of it before I came here and you're really in for a treat."

"I'm so hungry." You whine, "They tried to bullshit me and say what they gave me is all I was allowed to have! And then they stuck me with some sort of poison and next thing I knew I was back in bed!"

"They what?!" Goku frowns. "Wow, that's cruel!"

"It is, isn't it?" You sniff indignantly and put on some of the clothes Chi-Chi had given you. It's a light purple cheongsam with gold, blue, and light pink flowers and golden trim. She'd paired them with nude flats, and Goku covers his eyes with his hands until you give him the all-clear, and his smile is soft when he sees you in his wife's old dress, your tail instinctively wrapped around your waist thanks to the cutout Chi-Chi took the time to make. You certainly owed her quite the hug when you next saw her.

"You look great." He says genuinely. "Chi-Chi sure knows her fashion."

"Yeah, I think so too." You've moved into the bathroom of your hospital room, flexing your biceps. Whatever you do over in Saiyan-land, it's made you practically a bodybuilder. A sexy one, at that.

"Alright, Goku. Let's go eat."

Goku practically sprints to you, holding your shoulder before pressing two fingers to his forehead and teleporting you back to his home. You blink and stumble a bit, Goku having to steady you. You scowl up at him.

"Stop doing that!"

"Heh, sorry." Goku smiles innocently.

"Ah, I forgive you." You grumble, and then Gohan rushes inside. "C'mon, Mom cooked outside!"

Goku cheers and lifts Gohan onto his shoulder, running outside with you shortly behind them. And what surprises them is that you pass Goku. You're faster than him. By far.

That's when Goku realizes you're finally in peak condition.

A Saiyan warrior in peak condition.

"Oh, I gotta fight her." He whispers to himself, receiving a sigh from Gohan.

"After dinner, Dad."

"Good idea!"

"Dinner's ready!" Chi-Chi calls out and gestures to her massive spread. She's cooked for two and a half Saiyans and it shows. You make good on your self-promised hug to Chi-Chi, though admittedly it's short-lived because that barbeque smells heavenly.

Chi-Chi's the only one at the table eating normally, though you have more tact and grace compared to her husband. If she really thinks about it, she realizes that you and Vegeta have the same table manners. She wonders if you possibly knew Vegeta back in the day, and makes a mental note to talk with her husband about it later.

"How are your studies, Gohan?" You ask after you've finished eating. When you were hospitalized, Gohan taught you a lot about Earth and its history, along with things he's learned along the way of his young life.

"They're going great! I got another perfect score on a test today." The young boy beams at you, and you smile back proudly.

"We're going to try and get him into college!" Chi-Chi grins. Your jaw drops a tad and you look back to Gohan.

"You're gonna be the smartest guy in the world, kiddo. Keep up those studies. And… Maybe some training too. Just a little. Be the strongest scholar in the world. Okay?" You pat his arm supportively. You can take the memory of the Saiyan, but you can't take the instinct.

Gohan sighs a little at the lust for battle you share with his father, but his lips ghost a smile anyway. "I don't think that'll be too hard to manage."

"Dinner was great, Chi-Chi." Goku smiles softly at his wife, giving her a quick smooch to the cheek. Her cheeks always turn red when he does it; when he first learned that, he made sure to always do it at least once a day.

Chi-Chi does indeed blush, and you smile a tad wistfully at the exchange. There's an ache in your heart, and it makes you wonder if you have that, wherever you've been. Your face falls as you gaze at the evening sky, the warm colors a beautiful blend to light up your wistful eyes.

While Goku's oblivious, Chi-Chi isn't. She recognizes that stare; it's the one of longing, the one of wondering when your husband will come back. Wondering if he'll come back. She's far too aware of the feeling, and wishes you could remember something, anything of yourself. Someone had to be missing you, and sooner or later they'd come.

"Hey, let's do some training!" Goku grins and breaks your reverie. You blink yourself to the present, smiling when you realize what Goku's offered. You stand from your seat and head to the open field.

Chi-Chi's weary as Goku jogs with you. "Be careful! Only hand-to-hand!"

"Yes ma'am!" Goku calls back with a wave, and looks at you while you stretch. "Let me know if you need a break, okay? You did just kinda get out the hospital." He laughs.

"Tch. How about you let me know when you need a break." You smirk, and your tail tightens around your waist.

"Oh, you're not gonna tire me out that easy!" Goku matches your smirk and stretches his arms, doing a few hops and cracking his neck side-to-side.

Within a flash, your battle begins! You're naturally faster than Goku, but the limitations of your dress gives Goku an advantage, as he realizes your kicks are far superior to your still-hefty punches. Even Gohan, with his natural indifference that sometimes bordered on dislike of fighting, is impressed at the sparring session. Where your memory's failed, your muscle memory has not. You match Goku's pace well, landing a few hits and taking the ones he lands in stride, never letting him keep up an advantage for too long.

"You're pretty good!" Goku exclaims, grinning. He hasn't had this much fun in a while, he thinks. "It's too bad we can't take it further!"

"Take it further?" You perk a brow and practically bend over backwards to avoid his punch, a leg shooting out at his knee to shake his balance. "What's that mean?"

"Oh, I guess you wouldn't know about Super Saiyan, would ya?" Goku's forced to step back after your kick, but he uses the momentum to his advantage and swirls around to land a kick to your side. You grimace and grasp his ankle as you begin twirling around in a circle to dizzy and then throw him.

"Tell me more."

"Woah!" Goku flies off when you release him, flipping around in the air a few times before settling himself and floating in place. "It's a big power up, it was said to be a legend apparently! But now I can do it, and so can Vegeta, another Saiyan on Earth!"

"Another Saiyan?" You push your lips out and wrack your brain, the fight officially over now. You don't know who he is or why you felt a twinge of something in your brain, but when Goku said Vegeta, it was as if your brain tried to jolt your memory back.

"Yeah! Now that I think about it, we should probably get Vegeta over here sometime so you can meet. For all we know, you guys knew each other and he could jog your memory!"

"Hmmm…" You rub your finger under your bottom lip as you try as hard as you can to remember this 'Vegeta'. It's latent, but you certainly seem to know of this man and it could be worth a shot to seek him out. "Might be a good idea."

"I'll see what I can do!" Goku smiles.

"Not tonight, Goku!" Chi-Chi yells out. "Gohan has to study, and we have to practice for his college admission interview!" Goku visibly deflates and lowers himself to the ground.

"Aww, alright, Chi-Chi." He mumbles. "But we gotta do it soon, okay?"

"Sure, just not tonight. Now, help me clean up!" Chi-Chi begins picking up dishes, her boys following her lead.

Your heart drops at the sight and tears well in your eyes, and before you know it you're flying off with no destination. Not that you could even have a destination right now. Your head's been hurting since you arrived on this godforsaken planet, trying to figure out who in the hell you are. Your chest is still so heavy, the image of that beautiful family moment burned into your brain. Your sense of longing chokes you; what you would give to have that moment once is immeasurable, and there's no doubt the Son family cannot count how many times they've done such mundane tasks together.

Eventually you land near a creek, falling to your knees and listening to the sounds of the rushing water and the crickets in the night. The ground beneath you pushes down from your weight on it, splashes of water from the river occasionally hitting your already ruined cheongsam. You catch your reflection in the water, gazing at yourself, a complete stranger. A fist suddenly splashes the water, spoiling the image of you. Anger starts to boil under your skin, consuming the depression with its sudden surge. Your tears remain but your heart thumps with all it has, a buzz in your ears while the adrenaline pumps inside of you.

All of your feelings boil over. The confusion at how you got here, the frustration of not remembering anything, the longing, empty feeling in your heart that you have no explanation for. The anger that appeared from nowhere consumes you and a feral, blood-curdling roar that echoes for miles escapes you, a strange feeling vibrating your body. Your eyes are closed, but you can see a wavering light through your lids.

You collapse into yourself, opening your eyes to see no evidence of any light source, though you could swear you saw it. Strangely, you realize this planet has no moon. "What the hell planet has no moon?" You mumble to yourself.

"There may have been an incident a few years ago."

You turn and send a beam of light in the direction of the sound, your unexpected visitor dodging easily. "Woah!" Goku moves away from your attack. "It's just me! I thought you could sense my presence!"

So maybe it was Goku being close by that made your hairs at the back of your neck stand. If only you could understand the damn cues your body has been giving you.

"I'm sorry." You mutter and turn back to the sound of the water.

You hear a soft sigh from him. "Chi-Chi told me to give you some space… But I didn't want you to be out here by yourself."

"I'm fine."

"Then let's go home."

"I don't have a home." You spit out, clenching your teeth so hard it's painful. He's got a warm home, a strong and beautiful wife and a bright young boy with so much potential as his son.

"Then let's go to your temporary home. You have a place with us for as long as you need it. You're…" Goku stops and sighs, coming to sit beside you. "You remind me of myself."

"Yeah?"

"I was sent here when I was a baby." He explains softly. "I don't know why my parents sent me away; my grandpa Gohan found me and named me Goku, and took care of me even before my own head injury. He made me who I am today because of my amnesia and I miss him a lot. I didn't realize it until a lot later on, but it's my fault Grandpa is gone. Saiyans with tails have a Great Ape transformation if we look at the moon, and I accidentally killed him during a rampage. I was all alone in the woods after that, until Bulma came along."

"You… Have amnesia?"

"I know it's not as bad as yours, since I was just a baby and you're an adult. But I dunno… I guess I felt attached anyway and that's why I wanted to save you so bad. And after all that time we got to spend with you in the hospital, Gohan and Chi-Chi wanted to keep you around too. So I promise you'll always have a home with us, even if you end up remembering your real home."

"Goku." You duck your head. "I… Thank you."

"Don't even mention it." Goku smiles and stands up, pulling you with him. "Let's get back home." He gives your hand a reassuring squeeze and with a pop you're back home.

"There you are!" And there is an angry Chi-Chi in your face. "Look at you! You're all covered in mud and smell like sweat and grass!"

You flinch. "I was outside."

"I don't care! Don't you do that again, you had poor Gohan worried sick!"

"Not Gohan…"

"Yes, Gohan." She scowls. "Go take a shower and change. Goku, let's go practice for our interview."

You laugh to yourself while Goku whines about being hungry as Chi-Chi pulls him to their bedroom. And as you ponder life in the shower, you decide that while you want nothing more than your memories back, you could possibly come around to the idea of building something new on this planet and with the Son family. Or maybe you could even have the best of both worlds.

You've been living with the Son family for a few months now, fitting in nicely with the family. You learn how to cook from Chi-Chi and help Gohan study, and train with Goku often. It's eased the pain of your amnesia as best as possible, but you do find yourself longing for more in the dead of the night.

You're currently preparing a big meal with Chi-Chi, listening to her hum to herself as you chop more vegetables. "So… What's the occasion? This is even more than me and the boys can eat."

"Bulma finally found some time to come over! Vegeta and Trunks will be coming with her, obviously, and so are the rest of our friends. I think you'll like them!"

"Hmm…" You finish chopping everything she's laid out for you. "Alright. More friends would be nice."

"That's the spirit." Chi-Chi smiles. "And now you'll be able to meet Vegeta!"

"You and Goku have mentioned him a few times, but what's he like?"

Chi-Chi pauses a tad. "Well… He's not exactly pleasant. But until you came around, he was the only other full-blooded Saiyan. And Goku thinks highly of him, so that's why he's part of our group. That, and he's the father of Bulma's baby, Trunks. So it's not like he really has anywhere else he can go."

"Ah. He's a prick, isn't he?"

"Absolutely."

You shake your head and keep cooking until dinner is all done, bringing platter after platter to the picnic tables set up in the backyard with Gohan as he tells you a little more about the Z-Fighters that would be over soon. The first to arrive is a young woman with a baby, who you assume to be Bulma and Trunks respectively.

You wipe your hands on the front of your jeans as Chi-Chi brings Bulma to you. She smiles at you, holding her hand out. "It's nice to meet you! I'm Bulma, and this is Trunks, my son."

You blink at her hand, unsure of the gesture. "Um…"

"Oh, right! Saiyan." Bulma waves her hand nonchalantly. "Don't worry about the handshake, it's just how we greet someone for the first time."

"I see." You nod, marking that down in your mental notes. "Chi-Chi says you were coming with the one known as Vegeta, the other Saiyan?"

"He's… Running late." Bulma sighs. "He's training again. But he'll be here eventually; he'd never miss a chance to eat Chi-Chi's food."

You nod again in understanding. "Well, you and the baby are the first here, so can I get you something to drink?"

"Sure!" Bulma grins with her kind eyes. You smile back softly and talk with Bulma at the tables, lemonades in hand as the others arrive. You're introduced to everyone and feeling warm with the presence of friends around, feeling a sense of community and hope in your heart.

Everyone's settled around the tables and chatting as they pile food onto their plates, smiles on every face. And then there's a sound and your hair stands on end, and though you're ready to fight, everyone else is relaxed. Perhaps it's Vegeta's presence you're feeling?

"About time!" Goku says, looking to the sky.

Vegeta lands, his arms crossed as he looks at the spread. "Where's the Saiyan?" He grumbles out.

"Right here!" Goku points to you as you sit back upright, having dropped a napkin on the ground.

You look at Vegeta, and your heart stops.

The air around you is quiet, not even baby Trunks making a sound. Vegeta's eyes have widened and he looks as if he's been struck. "How…"

Your head is throbbing as memories flood into you. You remember Planet Vegeta, your parents, your training as a child, not only in battle but in etiquette. You remember Vegeta as a child. The hours you spent with him. All of the notes you passed one another on days you couldn't meet for long. The secret smiles. The kisses.

The wedding.

The birth of your son.

And the last time you saw him before Frieza destroyed your home planet, assuring you that there was no need to leave with him on his mission, that you and your toddler would be safe at home.

Your fists clench and with a roar, you stand before him as a Super Saiyan. In an instant you've flown over to him and delivered a solid punch to his jaw, and your husband is too shell-shocked to have dodged it.

"What are you doing?!" Gohan cries out.

You punch Vegeta again, and this time he's come to and moves away from each blow you send his way. "Stop it, woman!"

"This is how you've spent your life?! On Earth?!" You shout, following him with all of your rage. "The Prince of all Saiyans has been hiding!"

"I have not!" Vegeta seethes, flying away from your attack.

Chi-Chi blinks and looks at Goku, who shakes his head. "I'm not touching that with a thirty-nine and a half foot pole."

Bulma looks confused along with everyone else. "What did he do to her…?"

"I guess they did know each other after all." Gohan mutters, watching as you attack Vegeta.

"It's been years!" You send a blast of energy his way, destroying a tree after Vegeta swiftly dodges.

"I thought you dead!" Vegeta roars back. "How are you alive?!"

Your hands light up with a stronger attack, charging up. Vegeta launches himself into Super Saiyan, refusing to fight and merely aiming to disarm you. "I trusted my instincts." You growl, your tail whipping wildly, uncontrollably with your rage.

You launch your attack and that's when Vegeta strikes next, dodging by the skin of his ass as your beam that surely would have done serious damage, perhaps even fatal, marrs the ground deeply. Even Goku is surprised at that; he didn't even know you could become a Super Saiyan at all.

Vegeta comes behind you then, gripping the base of your unguarded tail and wrapping his other arm around your chest, preventing you from moving away. You gasp at your sudden weakness, reverting to base form as Vegeta gently floats back to the grass, in his own base form now. His exhale is breathy and defeated, his forehead on your shoulder.

"Please." He whispers. "I won't fight you like this."

You realize now that your face is in tears as all of the Z-Fighters approach, Bulma and Chi-Chi not far behind. Bulma sees how Vegeta is holding you, carefully as if you'll break like glass. Yes, you certainly know each other.

"Who are you?" Goku says to you, and you look at everyone with fierce eyes, Vegeta still clutching you desperately.

"I am the Princess of all Saiyans." You sneer.

"You-"

"She is my wife." Vegeta says, his voice hoarse as he forces back tears.

#vegeta x reader #vegeta x you #vegeta #fic #do you know how hard it is to not quote dbza #dragon ball #dragon ball super #dragon ball z #fem!reader #goku #part one

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spilledbeans116 · 10 months

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I keep seeing people talking about how they wish there were more “planet Vegeta never got destroyed” Vegeta x reader AU fics and I want to SO BADLY SHOVE the princess saga in their face BUT I REFRAIN BECAUSE IM SHY

Like please read my fic I love it so much and I love Vegeta so much AGDHAGDJAGDJQ and it’s completed and fully posted here on ao3 and here on wattpad

Ask me questions about it in my ask box PLEASE GIVE ME A REASON TO TALK ABOUT IT!!!!

It’s in my brain rn

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tytarax · 2 months

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more fanfics with goku black i need this man bro😭🙏 btw i love your works

But of courseeee! We need him as a life source!

I'm very glad you like my works, that gives me motivation to keep writing. Sorry it's kinda short :')

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Today was a bittersweet day for Black, on the one hand, his spoiled daughter was turning 5... on the other hand, his partner _____ was not giving him the attention he deserved.

Despite the joyous occasion of his daughter's birthday, Black Goku couldn't shake off the lingering feeling of discontent. His partner, you, seemed too busy, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to catch your attention.

He watched as his daughter gleefully opened her presents and blew out the candles on her cake, but his mind kept drifting back to you.

_____: So, did you like the present from dad?

Dahlia: Yeah! I loved it! Thanks daddy! Mommy, can you help me put them on? - she said handing the pair of fake purple pothara earrings to her mom.

_____: Sure! Come're

Black watched his partner as she helped their daughter, and then received a big hug from the girl.

_____: Well then, now open mine

Dahlia: Yay! More presents!

Little Dahlia opened the box her mom gave her, there was a big stuffed animal of her favorite... animal.

Dahlia: Mom! I adore it! It's really beautiful!

_____: I'm glad you liked it... Black, aren't you gonna say something to her?

Black: Yeah... happy birthday brat...

Dahlia didn't feel bad for the nickname, but she did a little pout. ____ noticing this, elbowed Black in the ribs.

Black: You shitty woman...

_____: Alright honey, I think you should get to bed. It's pretty late.

Dahlia: *yawn* Yes momma

_____: Do you want us to help you get ready for bed?

Dahlia: No, I'm a grown child, I can do it myself

_____: Hahaha... well then grown child, at least come here to say goodnight to your parents.

The girl approached the adults and said goodnight to both of them. After that, she went to her room and proceeded to sleep.

_____: Now mister, - she said approaching him from the back to start rubbing his sore muscles - do you mind telling me what bothers you?

Black: *huff* It's nothing...

_____ knew him too good to know that was a lie. And she knew what was happening. As the thought crossed her mind, she giggled.

_____: Seems someone wants attention... ow come here. - _____ moved from her place behind his back to the front of him, and gave him a hug burying him on her breasts. She heard Black giving a deep breath, and then hug her around the waist.

Black: Maybe... but hey, I have an idea.

_____: Hm? What's on your mind?

Black: Maybe so that she doesn't get all your attention and someone else can give it to her…

_____ thought on her own brother, Dahlia loved to pass time with him, maybe that was what Black was planning.

Black: We could give her a sibbling, or two... or more

Wait, what!?

Before _____ had a chance to say anything, she was already in Black's shoulder being carried to their bedroom.

This was going to be a long night... It's not like _____ would complain.

#fanfic #fem reader #black goku x reader #black goku one shot #goku black one shot #black #dragon ball super #dbs one shot #dbs #goku black #goku black x reader #one shots #one shot #oneshot

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lxerui · 2 years

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how does goku have more male reader fics than ichigo man this is a federal offense

#ichigo has the least fics compared to goku naruto and luffy #that's literally bogus #but bleach doesn't have a lot of lgbtq reader fics in general which also sucks #i wanted to die when there wasn't any rangiku x fem readers #i also wanted to die when there were no urahara x male readers

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bunnycatgirlbot · 1 year

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this artist has done so much for this world and i still dont know who it is ;x;

#fem goku spam #fem goku #q

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actuallysaiyan · 1 year

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Saiyan Day Special!(Smutty Saiyan headcanons)

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, cunnilingus/oral sex(fem receiving), rough sex, mentions of breeding, Broly turning into his Legendary form, monster fucking(Broly) pairings: Vegeta x Fem!Reader, Son Goku x Fem!Reader and Broly x Fem!Reader a/n: I don't own the artwork. This is another little treat for Saiyan day! Hope you all enjoy! Smut under the cut!

“That’s it,” Vegeta grunts. “Take my cock,”

You’re on the bed on your hands and knees. It feels like it’s been hours since he started fucking you. He’s been needy all day, but he couldn’t hold back any longer. His large hands grip your hips so bruisingly. Your eyes roll back again when the tip of his thick cock hits your sweet spot.

“Haaaah—Vegeta, please,”

He smirks at your sweet little pleading. It’s so sexy to be able to fuck you so stupid like this. He knows he should be spending more time with you like this, but he also needs to train to surpass Kakarot. The thing is he knows he surpasses Kakarot in terms of being able to fuck his woman. There’s no way that Kakarot could be better at love making than the prince of all Saiyans.

“Keep saying my name like that, babygirl. You know I love it when you beg for your prince.”

You feel your thighs shuddering as your muscles start giving out. You’ve had countless orgasms since Vegeta began, but this might be the one that completely ruins you for the day. And then, he’ll probably still fuck you until you cry for him to stop.

“At least…”you pant, “At least let me see you. Let me hold you.”

He pulls out of you, rolling you onto your back. Once you’re in the perfect mating press, he slams himself back into you. The sudden roughness causes you to cry out and he’s just pounding you into the mattress..

“As you wish, princess.” He says smugly. “But be careful of what you wish for…”

Goku could literally go on and on and on for days. You had joked about him being the Energizer bunny when you first started dating, but he really surpassed that. Goku was the kind of Saiyan that enjoyed sex a lot. He craves it constantly, and trying to keep up with his demands could be exhausting for you. Yet, you enjoyed every moment of it.

Right now, he’s between your thighs and lapping at your cunt like it’s the only thing he ever wants to taste in his life. You have to concentrate on your breathing so you don’t just gush all over his face, though he certainly would enjoy it. When his dark eyes dart up to lock with your own, you can feel your thighs tensing at the intense gaze.

“Hehe, I can feel your pussy twitching,” Goku says between slurps. Two of his fingers are deep inside of you, reaching for that sweet spot that makes your legs shake and your eyes roll back.

“D-don’t say it like that,” You mumble timidly.

Goku smirks at your reaction. You’re so adorable like this. And he just loves making you feel so good. It’s one of the best things in this world.

“I know you’re going to cum,” he moans against your cunt. “So you better just let go for me.”

A few more swipes of his tongue on your clit and his fingers pressing against your sweet spot, and you’re gushing all over his face just as you thought you would. Goku looks at you, face drenched in your juices.

“You ready?”

Broly never realized how life could be so good. When he first met you, he was completely smitten by you. But it scared him so much to grow attached to someone. Slowly, you showed him the joys of life on Earth, of which sex was one of his favorites.

It took a little time to get him acclimated to fucking. Usually, he would grow too excited and pretty much try to turn into his Legendary form. This was a scary aspect to showing him the joys and pleasures of love making, but you were patient with him. And as time went on, you learned how to deal with him turning into this form.

“Fuck fuck fuck!” Broly grunts as he pumps into your pussy. “S’too tight! S’too wet!”

Everytime he fucks you, he accidentally fucks himself stupid. Which in turn makes you completely overstimulated. You notice his eyes are starting to turn green, and you groan as you feel his whole body changing shape and size. The cock deep inside of you was growing as well, and your tight little walls were trying so hard to accommodate him.

“Good little pussy,” Broly groans. “Pretty little mate,”

You whine and whimper as he pushes your knees to your chest and he begins to fuck you like he’s going to breed you. You know that no matter what happens, he’s going to take good care of you after this. Broly has learned the art of aftercare.

“Let me breed…”

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marivelsblog1503 · 12 days

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🐉 Prólogo: 🐉

«— Era una mañana muy tranquila en la Montaña Paoz, los Son estaban felices por la llegada de su nueva integrante y su nombre es Son Gine, el nombre se le había ocurrido a Goku cuando lucho con su hermano Raditz, el Sayajin menciono a el nombre de su verdadera familia.

La bebe al escuchar el nombre de su difunta abuela, no pudo notar reír y Milk no tuvo otra opción que aceptarlo, en cuanto a Gohan estaba feliz porque era hermano mayor y se prometió protegerla de todo mal.

Los guerreros Z al enterarse de la llegada de la hija de Goku, no dudaron en visitar a su amigo y felicitarlo, incluso el mismo Picoro y Vegeta estaban presentes.

Milk estaba preparando mucha comida, con tantos invitados en su hogar y gran apetito de los Sayajines, el almuerzo seria el quíntuple o incluso más de lo que se esperaba, estaría muy ocupado este día, aunque Bulma no la iba a dejar sola, estaba ayudando hasta que demostró a Gohan cuidando de su hermana y al pequeño Trunks su hijo, no pudo evitar sonreír al verlos reír.

— Y dime Milk, ¿Has pensado en el futuro de Gine? — pregunto la peli azul mirándola — Sé que es apenas una bebe y que es una extraña pregunta, pero, me he hecho la misma pregunta desde que Trunks nació y aún no tengo una respuesta. —

Las dos estaban preocupadas por el futuro de sus hijos, Milk solo suspiro y miro a Gohan ya Gine — Me gustaría que fuera una investigadora famosa, incluso pensé la misma pregunta cuando nació Gohan — ella hizo una pausa y comenzó a servir la comida.

— ¿Pero? — pregunto Bulma de nuevo.

— Gohan y Gine siempre serán los hijos de Goku, y el querer proteger a la tierra está corriendo por su sangre — explico la mujer luego miro a su amiga — Si los dos quieren ser igual de fuertes como su padre, entonces no puedo hacer nada respecto a eso, esa sera su decision.

Bulma solo la miro muy sorprendida, pero luego remplazo esa sorpresa por una sonrisa — Tienes razón — la peli azul miro a su hijo — Trunks cada día se parece más a Vegeta y es muy probable que entrenará, aunque espero que no sea un gruñón como Vegeta — ambos comenzaron a reír por el comentario.

Mientras que las dos mujeres terminaron aquel almuerzo, todos los invitados felicitaron a Goku por el nacimiento de su hija, incluso el mismo Picoro lo estaba felicitando, pero ocurrió algo del cual nadie se lo esperaba.

— En verdad me has dejado sorprendido Kakaroto — dijo Vegeta con los brazos cruzados y con una sonrisa de medio lado, haciendo que Goku lo mirase seriamente — Tu hija ha heredado la sangre Sayajin, solo espero de que sea lo suficientemente fuerte. —

— ¿A qué quieres llegar con todo esto Vegeta? — pregunto Goku observándolo seriamente, en verdad no quería comenzar una pelea justo ahora, y muchos menos si se trataron de su hija menor.

— Quiero felicitarte — dijo desviando la mirada, haciendo que todos se sorprendieran, incluyendo a las dos mujeres que estaban a punto de detener a sus esposos — Pero que esto no te confunda maldito insecto, esto no cambia el hecho de que te quiero destruir con mis propias manos. —

Esas fueron las palabras del orgulloso príncipe de los Sayajin, por lo que Bulma solo soltó un suspiro, pensando lo idiota que a veces puede llegar a ser su esposo, continuando con la celebración, se podía escuchar las risas y las charlas sobre las batallas con los enemigos mas poderosos.

Por otro lado, Puar, Oolong, Chaoz y Gohan estaban entreteniendo a los pequeños, haciéndoles caras graciosas, haciendo que estos se rieran.

Vaya que ese día se quedaron solamente los buenos recuerdos, fue un momento de paz y tranquilidad, pero...

¿La paz en la tierra dudaría de ahora en adelante?, ¿Sin ningún enemigo que se interponga o acabe con la vida de la tierra ?

«— Todos ya se habían ido a sus casas y la fiesta había terminado, ahora lo único que necesitaban la familia Son, era un momento de descanso, los adultos estaban en la sala manteniendo un silencio realmente cómodo, mientras que los pequeños estaban en sus habitaciones.

Gohan solo estaba mirando las estrellas desde su ventana, mientras que la pequeña bebe estaba en su cuna, profundamente dormida, el joven Sayajin solo se acerco hasta la cuna para ver a su hermanita.

— Serás muy fuerte Gine, solo es cuestión de tiempo para que dejes salir todo tu poder, solo que en el momento indicado — dijo Gohan sin dejar de mirar a su hermana, aunque ella poco a poco fue abriendo los ojitos, para así encontrarme con su hermano mayor, por lo que no evito sonreír al verlo — Solo espero que nuestra madre no se enoje cuando empiece a entrenar — se rio y volvió a mirar la ventana.

— Todo está muy tranquilo — pensó él al recordar cada momento en el que estuvo en peligro, también grabó las veces como la ira lo consumió incontables veces en las que su padre y sus amigos se sacrificaron por él — Haré todo lo posible para protegerte Gine, lo prometo — se prometió así mismo.

Unos ligeros golpes se hicieron presentes, interrumpiendo aquel silencio que se había formado en la habitación, el joven solo volteo para ver a sus padres parados en la puerta.

— Creí que ya estabas dormido Gohan — Milk acercándose hasta su hijo y luego coloque sus manos en sus mejillas — ¿Está todo bien cariño? — pregunto preocupándome.

— Estoy bien mamá, solo estaba cuidando un momento de Gine — explico el joven Sayajin rápidamente, tranquilizando a su madre.

— Eres un buen hermano mayor Gohan, pero, es momento de que vayas a dormir — dijo Goku, sorprendiendo a su esposa e hija, por lo que él se había quedado algo confundido — ¿Dije algo malo? —

Milk solo negó con la cabeza, sonriendo se acerco hasta su esposo, besando su mejilla — Al contrario, dijiste lo que todo buen padre diría — ambos miraron a su hija, quien aún seguía despierta — También esto va para ti mi niña. —

Goku podía presenciar la hermosa escena frente a sus ojos, su esposa cargando a su hija, tratando de hacerla dormir de nuevo, mientras que su hijo buscaba entre los juguetes de la bebe, algún peluche con el que pudiera dormir cómodo y tranquilamente toda la noche , al menos eso esperaban.

Sin embargo esa misma noche, el Sayajin comenzó a sentir un ligero dolor en su pecho, aunque solo lo ignoro para así volver a disfrutar de aquella escena de su familia, sonriendo, riendo y sobre todo que estaban felices.

Quería seguir manteniendo aquella felicidad, volverse más fuerte para proteger a su familia.

Pero...

No todo puede ser felicidad, ¿Cierto?

Días después del nacimiento de Gine, parecía que todo iba con normalidad, que la familia Son compartirían más tiempo juntos, lamentablemente eso no iba a pasar, aquel simple dolor que sentía Goku era mucho peor, el fuerte guerrero contrajo una rara enfermedad del corazón, la cual iba empeorando cada día y que no había alguna cura para que el Sayajin se recuperase de ella, ya que el dolor paso a ser sufrimiento y después con el pasar de más días, lo iba debilitando y matando lentamente.

Milk rezaba para que su esposo pudiera sobrevivir a esto, mientras que sus lágrimas eran liberadas por todo el sufrimiento que estaba pasando, en cuanto a la pequeña Gine no se quedara atrás, la pobre bebe estaba llorando en los brazos de su abuelo Ox Satán, aunque estaba preocupado por las dos y lamentablemente no sabía qué hacer ante esta situación, ya por último, la persona que estaba con ellos dentro de la casa era el maestro Roshi.

Él utilizó de darles el apoyo que merecían, pero, sabía muy bien que lo peor estaba por venir, la muerte de uno de sus mejores discípulos estaba a punto de llegar, todos los amigos de Goku estaban fuera de la casa, debido a que no querían ver a su amigo morir tan lenta y dolorosamente, todo era silencio entre ellos y lo único que se escuchaba eran los llantos del pequeño Trunks.

Gohan salió esa misma mañana a entrenar, tratar de despegar un poco su mente ante la situación, pero, al sentir como el Ki de su padre iba despareciendo poco a poco, no dudo en correr lo más rápido posible hasta su casa, al igual que el joven Sayajin, los guerreros Z sintieron lo mismo a excepción de Bulma, pero al notar la expresión de sus amigos sabía que todo iba empeorando.

Oolong y Puar sonrieron al ver al joven Sayajin, haciendo que los demás lo observaran, mientras que él entraba a la casa para dirigirse a la habitación de su padre, los que estaban en el lugar voltearon a verlo, mientras que él solo miro a su padre, pero...

Ya era muy tarde.

Son Goku, el hombre más fuerte del universo había fallecido.

— Pa... Papá — el chico no tenía palabras para describir lo que estaba viendo en estos momentos, pero, al ver a su madre llorar desconsoladamente, por lo que no dudo en acercarse hasta ella y que ambos se abrazaran.

— Lo lamento mucho Gohan, en verdad lo lamento — decía Milk llorando tan desconsoladamente y sin separarse de aquel abrazo.

Gohan trajo de ser fuerte por toda su familia, pero, las lágrimas comenzaron a descender por sus mejillas, incluyendo los llantos de la bebe se hicieron presentes, por lo que el joven y su madre se acercaron hasta ella y la abrazaron para tratar de calmarla .

En cuanto a los demás, Krilin fue el primero en quedarse sin palabras al no sentir el Ki de su amigo.

— No te mueras — dijo él en voz alta y sus ojos estaban cerrados, reteniendo las lágrimas, pero todos se quedaron impactados por aquella noticia.

— Ka... Kakaroto — murmuro Vegeta que seguía en shock por esta terrible noticia, en verdad no tenía palabras en este momento, de hecho ninguno de ellos las tenían...

Goku fue el mejor guerrero, era un esposo y un padre, ahora que tenía una bebe no la podría ver crecer, ella necesitaba conocer muy bien a su padre.

Sin embargo, eso no iba a suceder.

«— Solamente habían pasado unos 6 y dolorosos meses desde que murió Goku, los Son hacían todo lo que podían por seguir adelante sin su ser más querido, al igual que el resto de los guerreros Z, pero, ¿Por qué nada podía salir bien ?

Dos seres poderosos aparecieron misteriosamente, no eran personas y tampoco eran máquinas, eran los Androides número 17 y 18, seres que fueron creados por el doctor Maki Gero, hasta que fue asesinado por sus mismas creaciones, ahora que Goku estaba muerto, para ellos ya no tenía caso seguir con ese objetivo principal.

Los guerreros incluyendo a Gohan, no dudaron en enfrentarlos, con o sin el guerrero más poderoso podrían detenerlos, pero para estos dos no son del tipo de oponente con el que te quieras meter a la ligera, el joven Sayajin solo observaba la batalla, hasta que todo paso tan rápido desde su perspectiva.

El primero en ser derrotado fue Vegeta, después Ten Shin Han, Yamcha y Krilin, el próximo objetivo de los Androides seria Gohan, por lo que Picoro no dudo en interponerse en aquella ráfaga de energía que atravesó su pecho, matándolo de inmediato.

El joven estaba en shock al ver el cuerpo de su maestro desplomarse en el suelo, la furia, el odio y la venganza lo estaban consumiendo en ese momento.

— Te perdonamos la vida por esta vez chico — Gohan miro hacia riba de él, fue número 17 que comenzó a hablarle con una sonrisa dibujada en sus labios — Solo asno un favor a mi hermana ya mí, vuélvete más fuerte para que podamos enfrentarnos como se debe, que nadie se interponga la interponga la próxima vez que nos volvamos a ver. —

— Nos vemos en la siguiente pelea — ahora fue la Androide y al igual que su hermano, también estaba sonriendo.

Ambos desparecieron de repente, mientras que Gohan transportó procesar lo que había dicho el Androide, pero a la vez capturado de contener su rabia al ver el cuerpo sin vida de su maestro y amigos, tampoco pudo sentir el Ki de todos ellos y eso lo termino por destruir.

— ¿Por qué?, ¿Por qué lo hizo el señor Picoro? — murmuraba el joven Sayajin y las lágrimas no dudaron en salir de sus ojos — Se... Señor Picoro, Señor Picoro — repetía su nombre innumerables veces, mientras que contenían su ira — SEÑOR PICORO. —

Aquel grito de furia y el dolor que sentí, fueron lo que ayudaron a Gohan en convertirse en un Súper Sayajin, la furia era tanta que no podía contenerse, poco a poco su poder fue disminuyendo debido al enorme poder que poseía, destransformandose y cayendo al suelo inconsciente.

Al despertar, pudo presenciar el cielo oscuro y las estrellas adornándolo, se levantó del suelo y por última vez observó los cuerpos de sus amigos, al llegar a casa tuvo que entrar por la ventana de su habitación, aunque sabía que la furia de su madre mañana sería algo del cual no podía escapar, pero fuera de todo eso miro a su hermana, quién estaba en un profundo sueño.

— Te prometí que siempre voy a tratar de protegerte, pero, te entrenare para que tú también puedas proteger a la tierra junto con Trunks — murmura Gohan conteniendo más lágrimas — Tal vez no me entiendas Gine, ustedes dos serán los nuevos guerreros si llegase a faltar y poder salvar nuestro mundo de esos androides, estoy seguro. —

Después de esa tragedia que paso este día, él sería el próximo guerrero y se enfrentará a los Androides, entrenaría a su hermana ya Trunks, la tierra vivirá en paz una vez más, Gohan es solo un niño, pero sabía muy bien en lo que se estaba metiendo, debía vengar la muerte de su mentor y de sus amigos, aunque no debía subestimar a los androides, ya que son seres sumamente poderosos.

Este es el nuevo futuro de la tierra y los nuevos guerreros la protegerán a toda costa.

Esos Son Gohan, Gine y Trunks.

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