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Chateau | NSFW Vegeta OneShot [18+]

AN: I honestly couldn’t help myself. I had to write about my favourite DB boi. I’ve been planning one for a little while so I hope you all enjoy it! Summary: The gang all go on vacation together after the events of the Buu saga, however, there is more on Vegeta's mind than meets the eye. Title namesake: 'Chateau' by Blackbear Content: Sexual and mature content. Vegeta and Bulma are not together and Trunks doesn’t exist. The reader is related to Chi-Chi. Praise kink. Oral sex. Teasing. Mentions of a breeding kink. Vegeta is a cocky mf, I kinda made him a lil down bad during the confession. Word count: 2.7K

After taking on Majin Buu, the gang all decided it was time to take a huge vacation together before trying to find some normality. Mr Satan had booked and paid for everyone to go to a beachfront villa. Your sister Chi-Chi had invited you along with her family; her husband Goku and their two kids. You packed your suitcase with everything you'd need; bikinis, sunscreen, water bottles, towels. You were ready to spend time with your friends and loved ones.

On arrival, everyone seemed over the moon to be there, all apart from one. Sulking behind the group carrying his bags was Vegeta. You couldn’t help but notice the tension that was radiating from the proud prince. Determined to lift his spirits, you hung behind the group and approached him with a warm smile.

“Hey Vegeta,” you greeted him. Out of genuine concern and with a tilt of your head, you continued “What’s the matter?”

“Oh great, Kakarot’s insufferable bride’s equally as insufferable sister.” He said with an eye roll. When he glanced at you, you clocked his expression softening slightly. He grumbled, “It’s nothing that concerns you, woman,”

Refusing to be thrown off by his brash tone, you persisted. “Come on, Vegeta, we’re all here to relax and have fun.”

He hesitated for a moment, seemingly caught off guard by your display of persistence. After a heavy sigh, he muttered, “Fine. I suppose you’re right. But I don’t see the point in all this frivolity.”

You placed a gentle hand on his arm, feeling the tension in his muscles ease ever so slightly at the touch. “Sometimes we all just need a break from the chaos, the training, the battles. Let’s just make the most of this time together.”

Vegeta glanced down at your hand on his arm, accidentally letting his expression softed further. He didn't pull away, instead, he found himself oddly comforted by your touch.

"Fine," he muttered, this time with a little less hostility. "But don't expect me to participate in any ridiculous beach games or play happy families with Kakarot's kids."

You chuckled, a sound that caught Vegeta and even yourself a little off guard. "Fair enough. Just promise me you'll try to enjoy yourself, even if it's just a little bit."

Vegeta's response was a grunt, but there was a flicker of acceptance in his eye. With that, you two joined up with everyone in the villa. It was a gorgeous place to call home for a few weeks. The wooden walls and wall-height glass windows overlooked the sea and the beach. Chi-Chi ran through the room plans. Goku and her, of course, took the biggest bedroom in the villa. Gohan and Videl were downstairs in another large bedroom. Goten had his own room near his parents which was the smallest. You were in your own room in the back corner of the uppermost floor next door to Vegeta's room. You leaned down to pick up your bags to start heading upstairs however were met with a shoulder nudging you out of the way. You looked over to see Vegeta leading the way. "Let me get these."

Days passed by in a blur of sunshine, laughter and relaxation. You spent time relaxing with your sister and niece-in-law on the beach while Goku, Gohan and Goten played in the roaring, crisp waves. Gradually, you even saw Vegeta come around to the idea of a vacation. He maintained his aloof demeanour, often preferring solitary walks on the beach or continuing to train behind everyone's backs in the villa's gym. However, there were a few moments when you caught him watching everyone with a hint of longing in his eyes. On this particular occasion, you heard the sliding door click open from the villa. You turned around to see him sporting just a dark blue pair of swimming shorts and a pair of black flip-flops. You hoped your sunglasses hid your eyes as you found yourself drawn to his perfectly chiselled body, toned legs and muscular arms. Sweat dripped down him in the blistering sun as it was clear he had finished another gym session. You let out a flustered sigh as he stretched, looking out in Goku's direction as he made his way down the beach.

"Y/N!" you heard a screech from beside you. You turned your head as your eyes met Chi-Chi's. She held a glare but quickly started to laugh hysterically.

"W-what!?" you responded, shuffling back awkwardly on your towel.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" she answered, "Older sister's intuition tells me that you're eyeing up Vegeta!"

"I am not!" you argued back. Chi-Chi only persisted in making a mockery of you. You rolled your eyes as you tried to play off your sister's teasing, but deep down, you couldn't deny the truth behind her words. There was something about Vegeta that drew you in, something beyond his tough exterior and gruff demeanour. You wanted to break that hard exterior.

As the days passed you found yourself spending more and more time with Vegeta. You started accompanying him to the gym or on his beachside walks. You both were simply enjoying each other's company in the villa. Despite his initial reluctance, he seemed to appreciate having someone to confide in, someone he could talk to about the heavy weight of his past and the struggles that he had faced.

On the sixth night of the vacation, the two of you found yourselves sitting side by side on the beach once again, watching as the sun dipped below the horizon in a blaze of fiery tones that reflected off the clear waters below. The gentle sound of the waves filled the air, a soothing backdrop to the tension that crackled between you.

You sat flushed to one another, you accepted in your head that you didn't think Vegeta would want to be any closer. His eyes fixated forward as you broke the silence, "It's beautiful isn't it."

Vegeta tore his gaze away from the horizon, turning to look at you with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. "Yes, you could say that... but I don't think it's the most beautiful thing on this beach."

You tilted your head, blinking a little in surprise. You felt your heart skip a beat, "Vegeta..."

He reached out his hand to brush against yours in a tentative gesture. "You know I'm not good with emotions, woman. I've been trying to deny it, push anything I feel aside," he confessed, his voice rough with emotions. "But I feel like I have to be honest with you. I don't find you annoying. I-"

Your breath caught in the back of your throat at his confession, your mind reeling with a whirlwind of emotions. You hadn't dared entertain the idea that Vegeta could ever feel the same way that you did. His vulnerability lit a fire in your chest, he lay his heart bare before you. Without hesitation, you leaned in closer as your lips met his. A spark ignited between the pair of you. He didn't deny your kiss, gripping your wrist as his lips matched yours. When you eventually pulled back, you were breathless and craved more. In the moment all you could see was Vegeta and all Vegeta could see was you. Nothing else mattered except the two of you embracing under the starlit sky. The world was slowly drawn into focus, and the sounds of the ocean crashing against the shore filled the air. You gazed deeply into Vegeta's eyes, seeing his vulnerability there took your breath away.

"I didn't expect this," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Me neither," you confessed as a smile tugged the corners of your lips. You let your fingers trace his knuckles as you looked up and into his dark eyes, "I want you Vegeta."

He nodded as he leaned in, again claiming your lips as his. His hand sat comfortably on the side of your neck, his fingers tracing your jaw as he slipped his tongue gently into your mouth. You moaned softly, again matching his movements as your tongue swirled against his. Your hands raced through his dark hair, tugging it with your fingers as his moans matched yours. As he pulled away again, you fluttered your lashes with an innocent smile, "My room or yours?"

Without hesitation, Vegeta gripped your hand tightly as he marched back into the villa past everyone in the living room who were gathered to watch TV over dinner. Chi-Chi shot you a glance with a wink accompanying it and you could hear Goku question it as you reached the top of the stairs. "What was that about Chi-Chi?"

Vegeta shoved the door to his room open with his free hand, instantly closing it over once you were inside as he forced you against it. His warm breath greets your neck followed by his lips. Your moans were gentle, your hands gripped to his shoulders. He tugged gently at your skin with his fangs, revelling in the sounds coming from your lips. He grunted, "You do things to me, woman."

"Not as much as you do to me..." you whisper, pressing a playful kiss against his cheek. "My prince..."

Hearing that only got him more riled up. You could feel his hard cock push against your thigh through his shorts. He needed you now. Jumping up in his arms, he kept you held up by your thighs as you both continued making out. Vegeta directed you to the bed, throwing you down harshly as he pulled his tank top over his wide shoulders, dropping it on the floor. "Maybe if you're a good girl, your prince will reward you."

"Don't play coy. I've seen you eyeing me like a piece of meat this entire vacation. You've been begging for me to fuck you." You shook your head with a gentle bite of your lip, drawing a chuckle from the Saiyan's lips. You could only look up hungrily at his body, a smirk plastering his face as he undid the string of his shorts, "I'd be lying if I wasn't doing the same. Why do you think I was hiding out in that gym? Seeing you in that swimwear set me off more than I'm willing to admit."

As his shorts fell, you caught a glimpse of his massive cock as it sprung against his stomach. It was long, girthy and solid hard, craving your touch. He outstretched his finger and beckoned you towards him, "I want you to take me in your mouth."

You were quick to oblige, slowly crawling to the edge of the bed as you gripped his hard length in your hand. Your fingers could barely make it around his shaft. You looked up at him, your touch clearly making him fold as you gently began to suck on his tip. His moan was loud this time, his hand gripping your hair tightly as you stroked him at the same time. His eyes immediately shut, his mouth hanging open as he let more moans escape his lips, "Fuck, ah! Good girl. Such a good girl!"

You allowed your mouth to travel further down his shaft, your wrist twisting as you kept your grip on him. He couldn’t help but mumble and moan as he was like putty in your hands. You slipped off the bed and onto your knees, continuing to look on as you pleasured Vegeta. Your tongue pressured on the base of his cock, and your little kitten licks around his tip making him louder, you did everything right for him. You could feel his dick twitch, he was ready to cum in your mouth, but with one swift motion, he pulled you back to your feet. “Fuck… your turn.”

You were caught by surprise as Vegeta lowered you back down onto the bed on your back, gripping your tiny shorts as he slid them down your thighs. His eyes focused on what was waiting for him. “You’re soaking… I’ve barely even touched you, woman.”

He grasped your shoulders, turning you with your back to his chest as his hand slid down your torso, tugging at your panties hard to drive a moan out of your lips as the fabric rubbed off everything sensitive. He smiled, clearly loving to toy with you. Eventually, your panties were off and on the floor along with the rest of your clothes. He couldn’t help but let his fingers explore further down towards your heat. He circled your clit with his thumb, purring at the sound of your moans escaping your mouth. The louder you were, the harder he’d go, he knew he was pleasing you and he loved every second of it. You stuttered, your brain turning to mush, “V-Vegeta… fuck… so good…”

“I love how loud you are, Y/N, fuck!”

“K-keep going!”

He allowed his fingers to drift down more, keeping his thumb on your clit as he slid two of his fingers inside you. Keeping himself at a steady rhythm, he penetrated you deeper and deeper as he had one set goal in his mind. He wanted you to cum.

It wouldn't take him long to achieve it. You let out a high moan as you found yourself releasing onto Vegeta’s hand. He smirked in a cocky manner as he ground himself to a halt. You looked at him, your eyes watering as you panted heavily. “Fuck… I've never…”

“Shh…” he hushed you, sliding his wet fingers into your mouth. Your eyes widened in surprise as you gently suckled on them. “Taste how good you are, c'mon. That's a good girl…”

The back and forth was hot, intense, and absolutely nothing short of mind-blowing. You both clearly had one goal in mind now. Vegeta pinned you to the mattress, removing your shirt before positioning himself with your ankles on his shoulders. Slowly but surely he slid inside you, the size of his huge, hard cock stretching against you as he slowly thrust in. You gazed up at him, his eyes drifting back into yours as he grunted loudly in pure bliss. You whimpered with each thrust, Vegeta refusing to hold back as he picked up the pace, each movement pushing him deeper inside you.

“You want me to cum inside you? Is that what you want?” his voice was higher, it was clear he was close. His hands squeezed your thighs tightly as he moved in closer. You wrapped your legs tightly around his waist and basked in his loud callouts. Suddenly, he grabbed your face, his mouth just mere centimetres from yours as he repeated himself. “C’mon, tell me you want me to cum inside you.”

“Please Vegeta,” you begged, the roughness of his movements introducing you to a high you’d never felt before. “Please cum inside me.”

He smirked, letting a gasped laugh out as he buried his head into your chest. He was so close but so were you. You directed your nails to his shoulder blades, clawing in desperation as Vegeta left marks along your collarbone. The prince was whiny, you couldn’t help but love listening to him.

“I-I’m” you called out, his head snapped up as he gazed into your eyes. His hips snapped into you as fast as his body would allow him. You screamed out in pure pleasure, feeling a pure rush of adrenaline run through your body as Vegeta wasn’t far behind.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He yelled, pushing himself in as deep as he possibly could, letting himself go inside you as he slowly ground to a halt. He collapsed beside you, breathing heavily with his arms folded over his chest. You snuggled your head into his shoulder, looking up as you couldn’t help but grin.

“We can’t let this be once only…” you whispered.

Vegeta nodded in agreement, his head sinking back into the pillow as he slid his arm around your warm, sweaty body.

“I’d take you as my mate… if you’d let me have you… I mean, I can’t see you saying no…”

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vampcubus · 1 year

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That post about big men whining makes me think about edging Goku until he’s a sweaty and flustered mess. Just watching him tremble and glare at you for being “So mean!”. Maybe you’ll be nice and let him cum, maybe you’ll make him beg some more. Either way, it’s a win win for you!

YOU GET ME!! 😩 i didn't mean to make a thirst out of this but djhasdkjfsad

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Goku isn't the most well-behaved sub by any means, so you almost have to edge him just to get him to take you seriously. There's nothing that makes him whiny quite like being denied pleasure does. Just imagine this beefy Saiyan whimpering into your neck, hot breaths tickling your throat as you tease him with featherlight touches, only sparing him two fingers to stroke the length of him. His cock is flushed so red it's almost purple, leaking heaps of pre and twitching at every scrap of friction you give him.

For once, Goku dares not to buck his hips, lest he'd like you to stop entirely. He was finally beginning to learn, you mused, all too satisfied with his gruff whines so close to your ear. "Y/nnn, c'monnn."

"Hm? Something wrong, baby?" You hum, feigning innocence. Even an airhead like Goku could see through such a farce.

"Wanna cum. Why're ya bein' so mean to me?" The Saiyan huffs, thick fingers clenching in the fabric of your shirt. His bulging thighs tremble with the effort to remain still, to be good like you asked. But your hand is so soft, and feels so good against his cock, he just needs more of it. Your thumb scrubs over the sensitive head, and his whole body jerks.

His tongue licks over his top teeth, eyes rolling back as your hand captures him fully, pumping him from base to tip with a firm grip. He pants against your neck with increasing frequency, thighs squirming inward and shivering. A telltale sign that he was frighteningly close, and just as he approaches the point of no return, you release his cock, letting it slap noisily against his tummy. Goku whines loud and long, a frustrated sigh following as his thick brows pinch.

"Nooo, no please don't stop. Fuck!" His hips thrust into the air, chasing a stimulation that was no longer there. His cock twitches angrily, hips still fucking the air for a few moments longer before he flattens out with an annoyed huff. "I was really close that time."

His dejected tone only makes you giggle and he pulls away from your neck just to give you the stink eye.

"Aww, my poor baby. That was pretty mean of me, huh?" You tease, and he nods despite the lack of sympathy in your tone. The tall Saiyan sits up and then crawls on top of you to straddle your hips, cock twitching against your tummy adorably. Your size difference makes it look a bit funny, but you hardly care, especially when you see just how flushed his face has become.

You rest your hands on his thighs, stroking up and down the toned muscle. His large hand snatches one of yours, guiding it from his thigh back to his cock. You let him wrap your hand around it, pleased by the way his eyes go all glossy at the feeling. You slide a hand down to fondle his heavy balls and your mouth falls open at how big and swollen they've gotten, no doubt a result of your torturous edging. He was ready to burst, you could feel it. He humps into your fist when you make no move to start up again, and you only tut.

"Hmm, well I suppose you've been good enough, haven't you? What do you think, d'you think you deserve to cum?" You hardly get the question out before he's nodding frantically.

"Uh huh, I've been good. So stop teasin' me already... please? please I just wanna cum," Goku begs, mouth falling open when you squeeze his balls and start stroking his cock again, not even scolding him as he fucks into your grasp.

"I'll be good," he babbles and you only coo at him.

"Go on then, show me how good you can be n cum loads for me."

And boy did he. All over your shirt... oh well, you supposed he earned it.

#‧₊🦇˚⊹ ashi writes #son goku x reader #goku x reader #sub!goku #sub goku #dom!reader #dom reader #sub dbz #dragon ball x reader #n/sfw

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tobiasdrake · 26 days

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Something has always bothered me about the Planet Trade Organizations that Ive always just attributed to Shounen Bad Writing, and it's that if Frieza and his ilk are so stupid powerful that they can literally destroy planets and entire species at will, what possible use could they have for money? And WHO is buying them?? Is there something I missed by never reading the manga?

I've also never liked the Saiyan culture getting conflated with the PTO in the Namek arc, I think it cheapens the world building. But my head canon is that Saiyans were employed by Frieza for long long time, to the extent that the distinction became negligible before he realized he had become dependent on Saiyan labor. Kind of like German auxiliaries for ancient Rome

Nope, you're not missing much. That's something that's rarely been touched on. It's mentioned briefly when Raditz first explains the concept to Goku.

Frieza's customers are "other races looking for living space". What that means never got elaborated on.

The existence of the PTO implies a vast, interconnected galactic civilization and economy that we never get to see or touch on, just... out there offscreen somewhere. It's kind of disappointing that this was never built on in any way. In fact, the only time we see a planet post-gentrification, it's being used for Frieza Planet.

The blurb calls this "Frieza Planet #79" but dialogue always just refers to Frieza Planet or Planet Frieza as a singular location.

Vegeta, during his brief stay at 79, hints at a possible explanation for this discrepancy.

Upon finding out that Frieza's not presently on his planet, Vegeta immediately, with visible irritation, assumes he's off to go pick out a different world in a tone that suggests this is a regular behavior of Frieza's. This implies a habit of every now and then deciding "I like this one; I'm going to make this Planet Frieza from now on" and forcing all of his men to pack up and move.

But that's the most we get of any worldbuilding about the galactic society or economy surrounding the PTO. And even that much is extrapolation off of a single line where Vegeta gets grumpy that Frieza isn't home.

For their part, I think even Toei was confused on this point; The anime seemed uncertain sometimes about whether Frieza's supposed to be the CEO of the real estate industry or the buyer that all these planets are sold to. But by the time of DBS, that Frieza is a captain of industry seems to have been figured out by all involved parties.

Overall, though some kind of galactic society is indicated by Dragon Ball's worldbuilding, the series seems disinterested in exploring it to any real degree. After Goku defeated the Strongest in the Universe, the series washed its hands of space. And that happened on a disconnected backwater planet still recovering from apocalyptic drought.

Which is honestly hilarious if you think about it. Out of nowhere, Frieza dashed off to some backwood little hick planet in the middle of nowhere and then he and every last one of his elite special forces fucking died and then the planet exploded. And nobody knows why or what the hell happened down there.

#dragon ball #dragon ball z #frieza

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ato-catto · 1 year

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Ssj4 (lonely) Goku x Fem reader

Light smut/ neediness/feral boi

I wrote this on a whim and didn't double check it. Sorry if the spelling is off :,)

Your bleary eyes cracked open when you awoke to the sound of tapping at your window. A dark, bushy haired silhouette sat at the other side of the glass, giving you a right scare. Your heart pounded in your chest and a hand flew to your mouth.

"Goku!? What are you doing here so late!?" You moved to the window and slid it up, letting in a nice warm summer nights breeze. Goku stared up at you with a pouted lip and yellow puppy dog eyes, that caught the moonlight beautifully.

It made you remember all the years you had spent fawning over him as your mentor, and the most recent years you had spent being slightly jealous of his wife, before you matured and 'moved on'.

When he looked at you like that, it didn't feel like you had moved on at all.

"Chichi kicked me out for getting fur on the couch." Goku pouted, resting his furry elbows on the windowsill. "I tried to go to Bulmas but no one was in."

You nodded in thought. "I'm pretty sure they've taken Trunks on holiday to some theme park."

Goku frowned. "Oh. Makes sense." His tone was so light for the gravelly, throaty voice that his form brought forth.

You shook your head, amused and bemused, and ushered him inside and out of the dark.

You switched on your bedside lamp and the big burly Saiyan clambered over the window ledge, sliding the window, and curtains, shut behind him.

He shook put his thick, dark mane and smiled greatfully at you, his fangs poking out from beneath his top lip. His face looked handsome in the dim orange glow from the lamp, and his teeth glinted, catching your eyes, drawing them to his mouth.

"Thanks for lettin' me in, Y/N." He grinned.

You brushed of his thanks with a happy smile, sitting back on your bed, back into the warmth of your blanket. The little shorts and cami you had on wasn't very... modest.

Goku wasn't one to have wandering eyes, anyway, but you weren't going to be the one to stumble a married man- even if it was by accident.

He sat on the very edge of the mattress, his weight bowing the bed down on one side. "Ah I feel so crappy for pissin' off Chichi. Things just haven't been the same since the separation. I should really move out-"

Your eyes went wide. "Seperation!?" OK, THAT was unexpected! Last time you saw them- albeit being 5 or so years ago- she was all over him, clinging to his arm and giving him big loving smiles every time he looked at her.

Perhaps it was the form, that now apparently had stuck. Maybe poor Chichi couldn't stick the fur and exposed abs -although you couldn't see why not- and constant gruff voice, that frankly sent tingles up your spine.

Goku shrugged. "I dunno what it was. We just grew apart I suppose-" his tail waved slowly, sadly. "She seems happier now she's got the house to herself most the time."

You patted his furry back sympathetically. "She's probably just glad she doesn't have to clean so much. Don't take it personally."

He turned to you, his eyes shadowed and dark behind his long bangs. "I wish that was it, but it's not. She told me she didnt 'love me' anymore. I'm too much hassle with the fur."

He ran his hand over the fluffy part of his abdomen, glumly running his fingers through the slightly matter fur.

"I'm sure that isn't true." You hummed, watching the way his hand glided through his pelt and wandered what it would feel like if you did that yourself. You followed his hand as it moved to his abs, rippling over the soft indents and curvature of his tanned skin. A blush formed on your cheeks, and Goku chuckled, a deep rumbling noise that came from the very bottom of his chest.

He had been following your eyes, like he used to do back in your training sessions, to gage what exactly you were thinking about.

And just like back then, he had caught you admiring his physique just a little too much.

"So what do you think of this form?" He purred, leaning a little closer to you on the bed, resting back on his outstretched hands.

You swallowed, slightly hypnotised as his chest stretched out, and rose and fell with his breaths.

"It's really impressive. Very.. monkey like."

Goku laughed, and gave you another toothy grin. "Wanna feel?"

Your heart STOPPED. "Wanna feel.. what-?" You chose your words carefully.

Goku took your hand from your lap and set it on the furry part of his solid muscle bound stomach. "My fur."

Your fingers spread amongst the red, which was soft yet somehow coarse at the same time. Your heart thumping in your ears, your hand feeling up the strong muscles and across the dense ribs of your old master and friend.

He watched you and grinned, his eyes glinting a perfect amber in the light of the lamp.

"S'nice, isn't it?" His words were soft. You could've sworn he tensed slightly as you neared the ridge between flesh and fur.

"Mhm." You didn't want to open your mouth too much, for fear of letting the mounting drool flood out down your chin. Good Kami Kai. Why you? Why today?

Goku grasped your wrist and brought it higher. "Skins pretty soft too.." he purred, setting your palm on his pectoral.

Your face reflected the colour of his fur now, red spreading across your cheeks and neck. He found your reaction amusing, as always. He remembered the days fondly where you couldn't even stand eye to eye with him before sparring because you would go as red as a tomato- and that was back before the days of transformations and forms.

It had been amusing then, but now since being married he understood why exactly you reacted the way you did, and they fact that even now, decades later, you were still the same blushing baby under his gaze was nice. Despite his age, he still had the same effect that he always had on you, and he liked the comfort of something going unchanged in his life.

You. You were the thing that always stayed steadfast.

He brought a finger to your cheek and touched the hot, soft skin. "You alright?" He teased. "Goin' a little red there-"

You pulled your hand back, faster than you've ever moved before, even during fights. "Wha- oh. Oh! Sorry."

Shit! How long had you had your hand there for? His face was a mixture of amusement and... lust. Was that lust? His golden eyes glimmered with something sensual that you swore you were misreading.

"Sorry for what?" He got a little closer. Close enough to smell your arousal.

That's right. His Saiyan sense of smell was stronger than any humans. It was akin to a dogs- he could smell a hot pie from a mile away. His senses went feral- he had been needy for so long.. and with no wife to quell his rising ache.. having you in those small shorts in such close proximity was sending him silently insane.

"I'm sorry for being handsy." You laughed nervously. "Having a man in the house is nice. I'm not used to it." Your half hearted attempt at changing the subject didn't go unnoticed.

"Uhuh." Goku brushed the excuse aside and leant closer, practically leaning over you. "How 'bout you tell me what's on that pretty mind of yours?" His fangs peeked over his lip again, and he planted a hand at the side of your thigh.

You blinked. "On my mind?"

He nodded, not breaking eye contact.

You inhaled sharply. "I was just.. thinking.. you are very handsome? I guess."

Goku tittered. "My chest is 'handsome?'"

"...sexy?" You shrunk back into yourself. The air felt so thick between you, it could be cut with a dull knife.

He grinned again, crawling over you, caging you flat on your back against the mattress. "That's a better word for it."

You gasped slightly, his nose coming close to yours and his eye spearing your very soul. Any words stuck in your throat, his eyes sliding down to your lips. Was he... was he going to-

He was, and he did, lowering himself with strong arms to inquisitively brush his mouth against yours, asking almost politely. You obliged, needing this decades worth of stomach knots to final unravell onto him. His tongue was eager to gain access, probing your mouth and tasting you like he had been craving you. His thick mane fell about your head, shadowing the both of you. He pulled back to breathe, almost glaring at you as he caught his breath. Something feral passed behind his eyes and his pants turned to soft growls.

"I need you." He purred, grasping the back of your neck and running a thumb down your throat. "I've needed you."

Your eyes go wide like saucers, slightly terrified of this new version of Goku- but massively aroused all the same. ".. Then.. then take me." You whisper, tensing your thighs together at the tingle sensations rippling through your core in anticipation.

In response, he buried his fangs into the side of your neck. You mewled, the pain and pleasure folding into one, sending your mind into a blurry fog. The sound was a song that Goku didn't realise he had needed to hear for years.

Being homeless had never been better.

#dbz #anime #goku #goku x reader #ssj4 #goku ssj4 #goku ssj4 x reader

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yeowangies · 1 year

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Want You

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PAIRING: Vegeta/Reader RATING: Explicit CONTENTS: Explicit sexual content, loss of virginity. WARNINGS: A little questionable behaviour on both parts, mainly Vegeta, but nothing too intense (I guess). WORDCOUNT: 7215

Summary:

Vegeta looked bewildered when you kissed him, and stunned when you touched him a little lower than usual. You would have associated the blush on his face to his shyness, but now you’re starting to think he isn’t just shy around women. And his kiss had felt… inexperienced.

No way. Vegeta is a virgin.

Notes:

Tumblr found out about virgin!Vegeta, a lot of great fic authors gave their takes, and now it's my turn. Can yall believe this fic was initially 4k words?

I kinda mixed this with Yandere!Vegeta but it's very light, it's just a little questionable but nothing too heavy lmao. This fic technically takes place in the three year gap but I don't think I made the Vegeta during that time period justice, so...

Songs that inspired me: LOL and I Got Love, both by Taeyeon.

@dreadsuitsamus @carnal-lnstinct (and thank you for helping me with a few ideas @vegeta-bananabluish)

Vegeta being Bulma’s new houseguest caught your attention from the very first moment. You don’t judge her at all, but she used to be terrified of the Saiyans when they arrived, first Raditz, then Nappa and Vegeta, so you didn’t expect her to invite one of them to stay over at her house. It also surprised you that he voluntarily stayed.

Most of the time, he spends his day training in the gravity room Bulma had built, so you rarely even see him when you go to stay at her house. But when he stops his training and actually steps out in public to eat, or for whatever reason, you cannot help but stare a little too long. Are all Saiyans this attractive? Goku certainly is, and so was his brother and even Nappa. But Vegeta has a different kind of charm, like it would hurt to even touch him with his palpable ‘rough around the edges’ attitude.

It amuses you to no end to watch Bulma tease Vegeta whenever you’re around, because that’s when his walls come down a little. He looks so incredibly flustered when he hears a comment that’s remotely suggestive. Who would have thought that such a regal, proud man would seem like such a prude? Bulma wasn’t even being her most vulgar self most of the time, that would have surely scared him off forever.

You can’t help but want to tease him a little as well whenever you see him, just to see his reaction. And you try to do it, one time when you’re in the kitchen and he just happens to walk in, obviously looking for food to replenish his energy after his training.

“Hey, Vegeta.” You singsong as soon as you see him. Vegeta only grunts, not even looking your way as he heads towards the fridge. “Whatcha doing?”

“Don’t you have eyes?” He retorts with spite.

“Are you gonna keep training after this?” You ask, ignoring the rudeness in his tone.

“Obviously.”

“You should relax a little.” Vegeta looks at you then for a brief second before carrying an insane amount of food to the table. He doesn’t actually reply, so you go on. “Your body needs to recover, especially after training as hard as you do.”

He starts eating without acknowledging your words, and you pout angrily. It’s not the first time he ignores you, so you let it go, focusing on watching him eat instead. Being a Saiyan, he eats as if he had been starving for weeks, though he does it with slightly better manners than Goku. It still entertains you enough to watch him gulp down entire plates as if it’s nothing.

“Why do you keep staring at me, woman?!” Vegeta suddenly yells, startling you.

“Well, I… You eat as if you haven’t eaten in ten years, and it’s funny…” You offer him a small smile, but he only scoffs in response. “Besides, you’re really handsome too.”

Vegeta visibly tenses, and the tip of his ears get red instantly. You smile, delighted by his instant reaction to such a small, innocent comment.

“Your race is so distasteful, I can’t stand it.” He mutters mostly to himself, but you heard him loud and clear, and it only makes you giggle. He seems ready to insult you directly when you do it, but he winces suddenly, and you know it’s not because of you.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt somewhere?”

When you stand from your seat and approach Vegeta, reaching your hands towards his shoulder, the place where he seems to be hurting, he slaps your hands away.

“Don’t touch me.”

“Vegeta, if you’re hurt, you should really take it easy-”

“What the fuck do you know? If I don’t train, your mudball of a planet is doomed.” He spits before swallowing down the rest of his food in one go. “I don’t need your help.”

You glare at him, but when he hurriedly walks out the kitchen, you let him go.

The next time you see him, he is, for the umpteenth time, resting in one of Bulma’s medical rooms.

“I told you you should take it easy.” You say when you walk into his room. Vegeta groans when he sees you, obviously not too pleased to hear an ‘I told you so’. “I brought you dinner, by the way.”

You leave the capsule full of food by the nightstand; it is easier to carry an insane amount of food that way. Vegeta doesn’t even look at you when you take a seat by his bed, and he looks nervous that you’re even there, for whatever reason.

“I’m supposed to check on your bandages, you know.”

“I don’t need your help, woman.” You roll your eyes, sitting on the bed this time and startling Vegeta, making him sit up abruptly. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!”

“I’m gonna change your bandages, idiot!”

“Don’t you dare-”

You’re not really paying attention to his words as you lean over his body, removing the sheets down to his thighs as you reach for the bandages on his torso. Before you can even touch him, his hands wrap around your wrist, tightly, making you wince.

“I told you not to touch me!”

“Why are you so stubborn?! I need to check your injuries!”

His hold on your arms gets even stronger, and you whine loudly, because it’s starting to actually hurt. Vegeta lets you go, to your surprise, but he doesn’t look any less sorry for hurting you.

“I’m just trying to help you, Vegeta.”

You glare at him, and he returns the same look as he locks eyes with you. You attempt to reach for his bandages on his chest again, and he lets you this time, remaining silent as you get rid of the old material and replace it with new bandages. His eyes are fixed on your every move, and it feels like he’s burning holes right through you.

The next few days, when you check up on Vegeta again, he doesn’t protest when it’s time to change his dressings. What you do notice is his cheeks getting a little pink when your fingers linger a little too long on his abdomen. Your touch is not exactly accidental; you had been ogling him way too much before this incident, and now you could touch him. It’s not like you’re touching anywhere private anyway, so you let your fingertips drag a little down his stomach before pulling away.

“I know what you’re doing, woman.” Vegeta suddenly says as you finish wrapping up his bandages.

“Helping you heal?” You remark, snarky.

“Crossing dangerous lines with your hands.”

“Oh?” You smile knowingly, leaning a bit closer to his face.

You’re playing with fire, you know it quite well, especially because this guy could literally obliterate you in a second. But the red color on his cheeks encourage you, especially as he keeps getting redder the more you lean towards him.

“Should I stop?” You ask him in a low voice, one of your hands slowly trailing down his abdomen.

Vegeta actually looks frightened, with eyes opened wide when he slaps your hand away, but he doesn’t actually speak. You know you must look surprised yourself that he had pushed you away like that (and harder than you expected him too), but he hasn’t actually told you to stop.

Your hand reaches for the sheet covering his lap this time, carefully just in case he slaps it away again, which you would take as a definite sign to stop. He doesn’t move at all when you slowly drag the sheet down, and when you look down, you finally understand why he’s so flustered this time.

He has an erection. Simply because you have touched him.

It must be obvious how startled you look to find his hard-on straining his boxers, especially because Vegeta pulls at the sheets to cover himself after a moment. You stop him, putting your hand over his as you lock eyes with him again. He’s still very red, but if anything he also looks a little ashamed. It works well for you that he hasn’t tried to kill you yet; but now that you’ve seen this, you can’t deny that you want to have a little taste.

Trying to ease him into the plan you have in mind, you lean closer once again, stopping when your face is only an inch away from his. He doesn’t push you away or even move. Closing the space between you, you press your lips to his in a small, innocent kiss. Vegeta keeps staring at you when you pull away, still taken aback, but no longer ashamed. There’s some kind of dark glint in his eyes that speaks a thousand words about how interested he is in your attention.

With a sudden hand on the back of your neck, he suddenly pulls you in for another kiss. A hungry, more urgent kiss, albeit a bit sloppy, as he just glides his lips over yours. You cup his cheek, humming when you slip your tongue inside his mouth, pleased when he mimics your moves.

Breaking the kiss, you pull away a little, giggling when Vegeta leans in again, expecting more. You rest your hands on his hips, slowly trailing them towards the hem of his underwear.

“I can help you relax, if you want.” You whisper, sliding your fingers down the fabric of his boxers.

“What a lewd woman you are…” Vegeta replies, his eyes just as intensely fixed on you as they have been the entire time before he captures your lips in another searing kiss, which you return just as hungrily.

Pushing down his underwear, you reach for his dick. His body tenses when you wrap your hand around it, and you make a surprised noise against his lips. You should have known how big he is with an attitude like that. You take your time stroking him without pulling away from his lips, delighted when he grunts into your mouth.

As you start pumping him, you pull away, licking your lips as you take in the sight of your hand wrapped around his length. Your fingers don’t even touch from how thick he is. You don’t want to waste any more time, so you shift on the bed to better position yourself before leaning down.

Vegeta practically screams when you wrap your lips around the head of his cock, and for a second you think you actually hurt him if it isn’t for the way his hips jerk upwards. Encouraged by the groans that leave his lips when you swirl your tongue around the tip, you slowly take more of him in, your lips descending around his length as you run your tongue on the underside. He grunts and gasps with every glide of your lips over his dick, and you’re so thrilled to actually hear those noises coming from Vegeta of all people, you can’t help but moan around him. His hips keep snapping into your mouth the more you take him, until finally the tip grazes your throat.

You try to hold him in place for a second before pulling back, letting him enjoy the wet warmth of your mouth, but his hips keep moving, seeking more friction. You try to speed up, bobbing your head up and down, pressing your tongue against his cock as you move. Vegeta curses under his breath constantly, in between groans, and when he gets louder, you know he’s about to come. Way faster than you expected, actually.

The head nudges the back of your throat as you eagerly suck, and that’s all it takes for him to come, his dick throbbing in your mouth as he spurts cum down your throat, forcing you to swallow. You do so, a little annoyed he hasn’t actually warned you, but you let him ride out his peak, his dick pumping into you until he suddenly stops.

Pulling away, you clear your throat, trying not to cough as you straighten up. Vegeta is still blushing, though you know it’s from the strain of your ministrations rather than shyness. His eyes are unfocused, half-lidded, and sweat is adorning his forehead. Your chest swells with pride; you have reduced the Prince of all Saiyans to this flustered mess.

“Get out.”

Vegeta’s voice startles you, especially because he’s telling you to leave. You frown, opening your mouth to tell him that after what you’ve done, he should treat you nicely, but he speaks again.

“Get. Out.”

“You’re such a fucking jerk!” You manage after a minute of staring at each other angrily before getting off his bed and practically sprinting towards the door.

You feel a little humiliated as you walk away from his room as fast as you can. Your blowjob must have been good by how fast he came, you would have thought he would be nice afterwards. Return the favor, even.

Freezing on your spot in the middle of the hall, you gasp.

No way. Vegeta is a virgin.

The more you realize that’s surely the case, the more embarrassed you feel. If you had known that before, you would have been a little more delicate about it, though you doubt Vegeta would have wanted to admit he’s in fact a virgin. Moreover, if you confront him about it now, he still probably won’t admit it. You consider apologizing for coming off so strongly, but you don’t want him to get mad at you for implying he’s inexperienced. But why else would he have told you to get out like that, too?

You’re more convinced about it when a couple of days go by and you don’t even see Vegeta. At all. He hasn’t even healed yet, but he’s nowhere to be found inside the house, at least not when you go over to check on him. And the gravity room is turned on, you can hear the vibrating sounds it produces. You would smack him if you could, but you’re pretty sure he’s avoiding you.

To your amusement, he walks by the kitchen when you’re there one time, and he freezes the moment you lock eyes with him. For a second, you assume he’s going to flee, but he walks in, doing his best to ignore your presence. It’s both insulting yet hilarious; he seems like a teenager who’s trying very hard to ignore his crush. You’re not sure he has a crush on you, but he sure acts like he’s incredibly embarrassed about it.

Your embarrassment and need to apologize fade away pretty quickly with this attitude he has now.

“Are you gonna ignore me the whole time?” You ask him as he sits by the table to eat. He doesn’t reply. “After I gave you the best blowjob of your life?”

You laugh when he sputters, spitting all the food he had in his mouth.

“You little vulgar woman!” He retorts, face red from both choking on food and from embarrassment.

“Oh, shut up, you liked it.”

“I-I- How dare you?!”

“How dare I? After you kicked me out of your room like that?”

“I don’t need to explain myself to a human like you.”

“I suppose you don’t,” You stand up from your seat, a little more angry than you’d like to admit. “But I would assume a prince would be a little more considerate, especially because I wouldn’t mind doing more things like that in the future.”

Vegeta gapes at you as you walk out the kitchen.

His attitude towards you doesn’t seem to change, he still avoids you whenever you’re at Capsule Corp. And you’re pissed, initially, but as days go by, you simply get used to the idea that he probably didn’t even want what you did to him in that room. Maybe he doesn’t even like you enough. You feel insulted, but you can’t blame him.

You were expecting more, though, so you do feel a little disappointed.

You run into Vegeta occasionally, mostly when you’re in the kitchen, and he keeps ignoring you, but you can feel his eyes on you as you move around. Neither of you speak to each other, and you’re getting used to the silence. But his eyes feel like they are burning holes right through you. And the more you get used to that feeling of being constantly watched, you start to feel like that in other moments throughout the day. Like when you’re in Bulma’s garden, or in her lab, helping her with whatever she needs.

It starts to get a little uncomfortable when you feel it as you walk back to your own house.

You aren’t sure if what you’re sensing is Vegeta’s eyes on you, but it certainly feels that way; after all, you don’t feel ki like the rest of your friends do. But if this is him you’re feeling nearby, then what the fuck is he doing?

“Vegeta,” You call for him one day when he walks by the living room in Capsule Corp. He stops in his tracks and looks at you without uttering a single word. “Are you stalking me?”

He freezes in his spot, and he looks at you with wide eyes.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Really? Because I feel your eyes on me wherever I go.” Vegeta frowns, his fists clenching on his side. “If it’s not you, then I guess I have another stalker.”

“Stupid woman…” He mutters, and you roll your eyes.

“Vegeta, as a woman, I know when someone is following me.”

“What does gender have to do with that?!”

“It’s gonna take a while to explain.” You thinned your lips, looking him over. He looks slightly embarrassed, and you have to remind yourself that he’s an alien. You’re not sure why he would follow you around like that, or if this attitude has anything to do with misogyny. But you’re going to have to drag this out of him, especially if you want to know why. “Vegeta, I’m not mad at you, but… I just wanna know.”

He doesn’t reply, averting his eyes towards the nearest wall. You sigh. Maybe you are a little annoyed.

“Fine. Whenever you wanna talk, I’m sure you can find me.” You tell him, passing by him as you walk out the room.

You don’t think he would want to talk to you at all, at least not any time soon. So you’re surprised that night, when you’re about to walk into your own house to hear his voice right behind you, calling your name. You yell instinctively, startled, and turn around to slap your attacker, only to find yourself face to face with Vegeta.

“Relax, woman, it’s me.” He says, with a little amusement in his voice. Your hand has actually collided with his face, but he seems unfazed.

“Fuck, why did you scare me like that?! And what is your face made of?!” Your hand tingles; it feels as if you had hit a rock.

Vegeta chuckles when you hold your hand tightly to your chest. It makes your heart flutter to actually see him entertained by something, even if that something is you being in pain.

“Are you going to walk in?” He asks after a moment of silence.

You nod wordlessly, opening your front door before walking in with Vegeta trailing behind you. Your place is not nearly as huge as Bulma’s home, but it’s enough space for you, the living room and kitchen being more than enough for you to feel comfortable if you want to have people over.

“Your house is small.” Vegeta comments.

“More like, Bulma’s place is enormous.” You scoff. Leaving your bag on the couch, you turn to face him, trying not to show that you’re a little mad at his attitude. “Well? Have you or have you not been following me around these last few days?”

His shoulders tense visibly as his gaze connects with yours.

“I have been… following you.”

“Why?!”

Vegeta crosses his arms in front of his chest, but he doesn’t look as arrogant when he does it as he normally would; he actually looks wary.

“Isn’t that what human women like?” He asks with a slight edge on his voice.

“...What?” You stare at him, confused, as he turns his gaze towards the side, his cheeks flushing a light pink. You’re not exactly sure what he means, so you don’t even know how you should react.

“I’ve been watching those things you humans have on TV.” He says after a while, still avoiding your eyes.

“Huh?”

“You heard me!”

“I… I still don’t understand…”

Vegeta growls, brows furrowed and shoulders tensing even more as his eyes finally lock with yours.

“Human females like to be followed around, don’t they?! That’s what the TV showed!”

“I… Hold on, you’ve been following me because you think I like that?!”

Vegeta nods, and you look at him, bewildered and surprised, and a lot of other emotions at once. He has been following because he thought you like that. You have to briefly wonder what kind of shows he's been watching to get to that conclusion, but you also wonder why he would do something that he thought you might like to begin with.

“Ok, we have a lot to unpack here.” You say, taking a seat by the kitchen table. “I don’t know what you’ve been watching, but… women don’t like stalkers, okay?”

“Then why-”

“I can’t explain the entire human history to you right now, but trust me on this, okay?”

Vegeta looks at you, confused and with his brow still furrowed, but doesn’t argue. You try to organize your thoughts before speaking again.

“I wasn’t trying to hide my presence when I followed you.” He says, interrupting your thinking process. “That’s why you could feel I was watching you.”

“...Why?”

“Isn’t it obvious?”

“Maybe to you, but I need you to say it. Especially after you stalked me for days.”

Vegeta groans, fidgeting in his spot and looking around the room to avoid your eyes.

“I was trying to court you…” His gaze finally meets yours, and you smile.

“Wow, did you like the blowjob I gave you that much?”

“You-you indecent little-”

You snicker when his entire face turns red for the umpteenth time. Half the time you have seen Vegeta, his face seems to be permanently red, and it’s all thanks to you.

“Vegeta, I told you that if you were nice to me, we could have done something like that again.”

“That-that’s what I was trying to do!”

“Oh…” You can’t help the smile slowly growing on your lips. “So, that was courting for you?”

He nods again, his eyes gauging your demeanor.

“How do Saiyans court, normally?” When Vegeta looks at you with a knowing gleam in his eyes, you scoff. “Oh, don’t tell me you fight people you wanna have sex with.”

“That’s exactly what we do.”

“I see, I guess that’s why you looked so terrified when I got close to you.”

“You silly woman, I was not terrified of you!”

You snicker when he yells at you, obviously nervous about the tone of this conversation.

“Then what was it?”

“I had no idea human females were so… forward.”

“Is that bad?”

“...No.” Vegeta seems genuine when he answers, so you don’t question him anymore. “Do you do those kinds of activities with other men?”

“What? No, of course not!” When he keeps staring at you, you feel the need to clarify. “I mean, only with the ones I like…?”

When Vegeta smirks, you feel your face heat up. If how much you were attracted to him wasn’t obvious before, it is now. As if you going down on him wasn’t enough of a sign. You stare at him as he approaches you, freezing on the spot as he leans down and puts his hands on the top rail of your chair, effectively caging you there. You wait for him to get even closer, to kiss you even, but he remains unmoved, his eyes fixed on your face.

“I don’t get it,” You start, licking your lips as you take a quick glance at his. “If fighting is how you pursue someone, then…”

“The fight isn’t always physical.”

“Oh…” You smile, slowly putting your hands on his shoulders. “I should argue harder, then?”

“I do like it when you argue with me.” He says, smirking.

Vegeta kisses you decidedly on the lips, one of his hands reaching for your cheek to cup your face. It surprises you that he would kiss you first, but he did say he has watched some TV shows, and the way his lips are gliding over yours seem enough proof that he had even been paying attention to this as well. This is softer and more sensual than the frantic kisses you exchanged the first time, and it warms your heart that he’s kissing you like this.

“Vegeta,” You whisper, pulling away to catch your breath. “Is this the first time you’re doing something like this?”

His eyes are dark, but as those words left your lips, he seems annoyed. You confirm it when he suddenly pulls away.

“Wait,” You grab his arm to keep him in place. “There��s nothing wrong with that! But…”

“But what?” He growls.

“I would have done things differently?”

He keeps his gaze focused on you, and as seconds pass by, you’re pretty sure he’s going to leave.

“Do you want me, Vegeta?” He doesn’t reply, but he doesn’t pull away from your touch either. Sliding your hand up his arm, you gently stroke his bicep, trying to be as comforting as you can. “I want you. I meant it when I said I want to do this with you.”

You trail your hand down his abdomen, stopping at the hem of his pants to emphasize your point.

“Tell me you want me… and I’ll show you some things.”

Vegeta eyes you intensely before he abruptly grabs both of your hands to pull you upwards, making you yelp as you stand up.

“I want you, you insufferable brat.”

You chuckle quietly as he leans in to capture your lips in a fiery, heated kiss. The more you kiss, the more unabashed he becomes about exploring your mouth and your body, his hands letting go of yours to wrap themselves around your waist. You hum contently, sneaking your arms around his shoulders and kissing him back just as hungrily.

In a matter of seconds, you feel his erection pressed insistently to your stomach, almost begging for attention. You step backwards a little, his grip on your body not letting you move much, but he seems to understand your reasoning. You guide him as best you can to your room without breaking the kiss, until the back of your knees touch your bed.

Vegeta pulls away first, practically pushing you down on the mattress as he stares down at you like a predator. You’re not entirely sure how much Vegeta knows about sex, and by the way he reacted before, you’re not going to test your luck and ask him now, not when you’re so close to being able to freely touch and please him. But he’s staring at you like he’s expecting something, so you open your mouth to nicely ask him if he knows what comes next, but he talks first.

“Use your mouth, like you did before.”

“Excuse me?” You quirk an eyebrow, staring at him incredulously.

“You heard me.” Vegeta says, looking as arrogant as ever.

“What’s the magic word?” You singsong, grinning widely. When he looks at you, confused, you clarify. “If you say ‘please’, I’ll do it.”

He growls quietly, seemingly considering not even doing it, but to your amusement, he does.

“Please.” He mutters quietly, momentarily glaring at you.

You keep smiling as you reach for his hand, gesturing for him to sit down on the bed next to you. When he does, you kiss him, tugging at his shirt to get it off him, only breaking the kiss when he pulls it up his arms.

It’s your intention to take things a little slow as compared to that first time, especially knowing that Vegeta is inexperienced when it comes to intimacy. You can show him how nice it is when foreplay is done right, so you aim to please, one of your hands sneaking towards the front of his pants to stroke him. He grunts, hips jerking into your touch as you trail your lips down his neck.

Vegeta is more impatient than you expect, as he suddenly slaps your hand away to pull down his skin tight pants. His dick bounces when he pushes down his underwear, and your conviction wavers; foreplay is important and all, but you want him in your mouth again. You wrap your hand around it, stroking it gently as you lick up his neck, softly nipping at his jaw, pleased to hear him groan when you do it.

One of his hands finds your shirt, pulling it swiftly off you, leaving you in your bra and pants. He stares at you as you stand up before sinking to the floor right in between his legs, moving your hands over his thighs. He shudders, his eyes threatening to close the closer you get to his erection. He groans loudly when you dart out your tongue and run it up his length before flicking it over the tip. Thrilled by his reaction, you smile cheekily at him before wrapping your lips around the head of his cock.

Vegeta is loud as you move your mouth and tongue over his dick, just as loud as he was the first time, and it sets fire to your insides knowing that you’re the one making him do all those wonderful noises. It takes you a couple of moves to get him to fully fit inside your mouth, but when the tip hits the back of your throat, he growls almost desperately. One of his hands finds your head, fingers threading through your hair and pushing you down for a moment before he lets you go. You don’t complain, only pulling back before bobbing your head up and down. You write a mental note to remind him not to push you too hard.

When his hips start snapping with urgency, and his groans get even louder, you recognize that he’s close to an orgasm. Keeping things slow, sliding your lips back towards the tip, you consider pulling away altogether. If he comes now, you’re going to have to wait for your turn. You don’t get to decide when he suddenly thrusts into your mouth, once again the tip grazing your throat, and he comes, gasping and spilling his load, making you swallow.

You pull away with a wet pop once his hips stop moving, steading yourself with your hands on his thighs. The sight of Vegeta post orgasm is truly something to behold; he’s panting and looking at you almost enamored, which you understand, considering this is only the second time he’s received a blowjob.

As soon as you stand up to get on the bed, his hands are on your hips, pulling down your pants and underwear in one move. You yelp as he basically throws you on the bed, crawling on top of you less than a second later. He’s staring at you carefully, taking in the sight of your body, and you take the opportunity to do the same. You can’t believe the fact that this man, currently naked on top of you, is going to be intimate for the first time in his life with you. His body looks like it’s been sculpted by Michelangelo himself, with skin surprisingly soft, you notice as you run your hands down his chest, despite his many scars. Surely he must have had plenty of chances to be with whoever he wanted in the past. Though it suddenly dwells on you that he might not even have had the chance, being under the control of a space tyrant and all.

Pushing your thoughts away, you notice Vegeta is staring at your chest, your bra the only piece of clothing still on your body. You move to take it off just as his hand reaches for one of your breasts, groping it gently once you’re fully naked. You choke back a gasp when his thumb brushes your nipple experimentally.

“Do you like that?” He asks, genuinely curious.

“Yeah…”

Vegeta hums in acknowledgement, once again running his finger over your nipple with a little more pressure. You don’t try to hide your moan this time, arching into his touch when he squeezed your flesh. His hand trails lower then, skimming down your waist and hip, caressing your body until he reaches your thigh. You have spreaded your legs a little to accommodate him when he got on top of you, so he could clearly see your entrance.

Sitting back, his hands spread your legs even more, exposing more of your sex to him, and you have to fight the urge to cover your face. You don’t mind that he looks at you, but this feels scrutinizing the more he stares. He swipes his thumb over your slit, making you flinch when he grazes your clit. He repeats the same action, this time with his eyes lingering on your face as he moves his finger over your sensitive skin, and you gasp when he touches your clit again.

Smirking as if he has found the secret to immortality, Vegeta runs two fingers up and down your entrance before pressing his thumb to your clit, purposely rubbing it. You can’t help the sounds spilling from your lips as he stimulates you with obvious intent, gripping the sheets tightly to anchor yourself. Your hips stutter when he suddenly presses two fingers, slowly sliding them inside you as you moan loudly. Despite his smug look, he’s handling you with extreme care, carefully gliding his fingers in and out of you.

For someone who was obviously naive when it comes to intimacy, it sure seems like he knows what he’s doing, especially when he presses his thumb to your clit again, moving it in time with the digits inside you. You only wish he would kiss you, but he looks content, staring down at you with dark hungry eyes as he pleasures you.

You’re not sure if Vegeta can read your mind, but he leans down, capturing your lips in a sloppy kiss before pressing his lips down your neck. When he nibbles your jaw, you realize he is imitating what you did to him earlier.

You frown, a little confused, when you hear him taking a deep breath against the skin of your neck.

“Did you just sniff me?” You ask, moaning at the end when his fingers curl inside you.

“You smell pleasant.” Vegeta murmured into your ear.

“It-it’s the perfume…”

“No, it’s not that artificial scent you put on. You smell pleasant.”

You’re left speechless when his fingers start moving faster inside you. You mewl, wrapping your arms around his neck to keep him close, and you gasp, surprised, when you notice his dick poking your stomach. You weren’t paying attention so you don’t know when he got his renewed erection, but you’re eager to have him inside you now that he’s available.

“Vegeta…” You moan, holding onto him tighter as he mouths at your neck. “Stop teasing me…”

“Aren’t you enjoying yourself?” He chuckles against your skin.

“I- Yes, but… I’m ready for you, ah!”

He turns to the side to kiss your lips, swallowing down all your noises as his tongue slides into your mouth. You hum, clinging to him desperately as his fingers keep touching you just right, getting you closer and closer to edge.

“Vegeta!” You call for him again as your legs start twitching. “If you don’t stop… I’m gonna…”

Pulling away from you, Vegeta watches your face carefully as he keeps up his moves, his digits curling and stroking your insides insistently. You moan, throwing your head back and digging your nails into his shoulders. Your hips move against his hand, seeking more of him as you feel warmth suddenly spreading inside you. You come with a shaky moan, your body trembling underneath him as your mind turns blank.

As you come down from your high, his fingers slide out of you, and you watch him bring them close to his face. You gasp in horror and embarrassment when he licks your release off his digits, and he stares at you with a smile, obviously amused at your reaction. You don’t dare to say anything, and you’re glad his only response to your surprise is a smirk.

Vegeta shifts, sitting back to position himself better in between your legs as he guides his cock to your entrance. You put your hands on his shoulders, bracing yourself when you feel the head nudging your skin.

“Slow…” You instruct him, looking down at his impressive length so close to your core. He is big, and you’re not sure if you can handle someone with that size who also happens to be an alien with superhuman strength (who also happens to be a mass murderer, but you don’t want to go there).

“I will not hurt you.” Vegeta says, glancing at you. His voice is flat, but the look he gives you is comforting enough to know that his words are genuine.

A strangled groan escapes his lips when he pushes inside you, and if you didn’t know any better, you would assume he’s being tortured. You hiss, the stretch feeling too much at once, and he isn’t even fully sheathed yet. He remains still for a moment before moving again, pushing more inside you.

“Fuck…” Vegeta grunts, holding onto you so tightly you know there’s gonna be marks on your skin. “You’re so tight…”

Once he’s up to the hilt, you gasp, closing your eyes tightly. You have never felt this full before, and it aches, muscles you have never been aware of stretching to accommodate his cock. He remains surprisingly still as both of you get used to the sensation. It surprises you how considerate he’s being at the moment; he must want to relieve himself, but he’s looking at you, obviously noticing that you’re not fully comfortable yet, so he stays still.

You reach for him, with a hand on the back of his neck to bring him down for a needy kiss. He grunts into your mouth, kissing you back rather shallowly as you hold him close. Your body soon relaxes, and you tighten your legs around his waist, letting him know that you’re ready for him to move. He pulls away enough to watch as his cock slides out of you before thrusting back in slowly. You moan when the tip hits inside you, filling you up to the hilt once more, and his dark eyes fix on your face, checking your reaction to ensure he hasn’t hurt you.

Vegeta keeps a surprisingly slow pace, carefully gliding in and out of you, handling you with such care, you would have never thought he’s one of the most powerful beings on the planet. It’s fine at first, you’re also getting used to his cock and the stretch, after a while you need more.

“Vegeta, you can go a little faster…” You say, locking eyes with him.

He looks at you with curiosity when you move one of your legs to prop it up his shoulder. He seems impressed by your flexibility (though you know being on a bed is what helps), and he smirks in response, one of his hands holding tightly onto your thigh.

You whimper loudly when he starts thrusting into you with newfound vigor. You know he must be holding back his strength, but damn if it feels like he can already snap you in half with the pace he’s currently setting. The bed is creaking insistently with every move of his hips, the headboard hitting the wall up to the point you think it might break. But you really don’t care if the bed splits in half, or if the wall comes down; all you care about is Vegeta and his wonderful cock currently ramming into you as a tight familiar warmth starts blooming in your lower abdomen again.

For a long moment, you forget that this is actually Vegeta’s first time, especially with how good it feels to have him inside you. But his body starts to shudder, and with a couple of powerful thrusts that makes pleasure run through your veins, he comes. You get to see his face, fully contorted in bliss, brows furrowed and mouth hanging open as his cock pulses inside you, filling you up to the brim and making you moan. He growls as he pumps into you, riding out his orgasm before he finally comes to a stop.

He leans over you, burying his face in your neck, panting as he comes down from his peak. Your legs shiver slightly, feeling the weight of his body on top of you and twitching in response; you didn’t get to come this time and it feels a little uncomfortable, but you’re not mad. You take his effort into consideration, and he did make you come before, so you’re content.

When you run your hands up and down his back soothingly, you feel his muscles tense after a moment.

“You didn’t finish.” Vegeta says, pulling back to look at your face.

“...I didn’t, but that’s ok. It’s not always necessary-”

He pulls away from you altogether with an angry grunt, making you hiss when his dick slips out, and for a second you think he might even leave. It startles you when you feel he’s rubbing himself against your lower lips, grazing your clit and making your legs shudder.

“Are you telling me human men don’t care if their partner finishes?” Vegeta asks, almost annoyed.

“Well… some of them don’t…”

“Then what’s the point?”

“Um…” It’s getting harder to think as he keeps stroking himself against you, a few quiet noises escaping you as you try to find the words to speak. “Intimacy, I guess…?”

Vegeta tuts, and you gasp when you feel his cock nudging your entrance in what surely must be a record time. You look down to see for yourself, and you’re still stunned he got hard again, just minutes after he had come. Saiyan stamina sure is something insane.

“To be clear,” Vegeta starts as he slowly eases himself inside you again. “You will always finish when you’re with me.”

His words sound almost like a threat, but every thought effectively leaves your brain once he’s fully inside you, and you stutter a moan when he starts moving, that heat in your stomach steadily growing back up and turning your brain into jelly.

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Goku Black - Distraction 🔞

Hi ! I'm Kacey and I write. I'm focusing on writing dbz/dbs smut here on Tumblr so I hope you enjoy it if u happen to stumble upon it. I'm heavy on Goku Black so you'll probably see a lot of that. You can request a character or scenario <3

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Your fingers dig into the ground, the sand underneath your nails, as loud moans escape your lips. Your body jolts with each thrust as Goku Black pounds into you from behind at a rough pace.

You were supposed to distract him; fight him or keep him talking while Goku and Vegeta made their way to this timeline. Trunks put his faith in you and you assured him that you wouldn't get yourself killed. But now you're getting pounded into the dirt, Black's hands gripping your waist. His fingers squeeze your soft flesh and there'll certainly be bruises if you live to see them.

It all happened so fast. You got too distracted by his physique, his muscles, the way the potara earring moved each time he spoke.

And that smirk of his made you feral. You could see his evil intentions written all over his face and yet you allowed his lips to be pressed against yours, your legs reduced to jelly instantly as he held you close.

"You're taking me so good. I'm a bit surprised..."

He lets out a few grunts as your walls tighten around him. It's risky to do it so out in the open, especially knowing that the Saiyans could show up any second and you'd be caught in the act.

Your brain turns to mush when he grabs your hair, pulling your head back while his other holds your arm behind you. You only have your right arm to hold you up as he fucks into you. "I wonder what your Saiyan friends would say if they saw you like this."

You can feel the smugness oozing off him and his lips graze against your skin, trailing kisses along the side of your neck. Your moans keep getting louder and louder and you feel that familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach, signalling your orgasm.

"Fuck. Slow down."

You can barely keep your body up and he chuckles darkly, his voice a gruff tone. It's so similar to Goku's and yet so different. You tighten around him once more and he groans. "That's it. Come for me."

Your eyes are shut as your body trembles slightly. You bite down on your bottom lip to quiet yourself as your orgasm rips through you, pleasure coursing throughout your whole body. He slows his pace. His cock slides in and out slowly but his grip on your hips are still tight. "Good girl."

He leans down toward you, his mouth right next to your ear with a menacing look on his face.

"One more time. I'm sure your friends won't show up right now." Before you can protest, he's at it again. A sharp exhale escapes your mouth as he thrusts into you fast, rendering you speechless.

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pitchouna · 18 days

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helloo, I will leave a request over here ♡ What about a Jealous Goku? Ty.

Jealous Goku x Reader!!

The jealous part will take a long time to appear! OKAYY SO HEY I'M SORRY FOR THE OTHER REQUESTS THAT ARE WAITING BUT I'M JUST SUPER DUPER BUSY💔💔 BUT I'M WORKING ON THEM NO WORRIES I'LL FINISH THEM SOON!! ENJOY< 33 Warnings: cursing Words: 3197

Goku is irritated. And when I say irritated, I mean very irritated. Earlier, while training, he decided he'll surprise you with an unexpected visit he actually wanted to cuddle with you so bad, but when he was home, he did not see you. And he looked everywhere. Checking if you were cooking, were having a bath, or just napping. He even checked in the toilets!! Not finding you made him grumpy. As he ran onto his son, Goten. "Oh! Dad! Aren't you training?" Goten asked him with his usually high-pitched voice. Goku just shook his head as he immediately wanted to ask him where you were. "Hey Goten, where's your mom? I don't see her anywhere!!" Goku spoke in an annoyed tone. "Oh mom? She went shopping with Bulma and C-18!" Goten answered earning a pat from his dad. "Thank you Goten. I owe you one! See ya!" Goku waved as he teleported living a confused Goten. "Why did he wanted to see mom?... Have I done something wrong?" Poor Goten started worrying hoping he won't get yelled at later. Even if he didn't do anything, we never know with you.

"KYAAAAAA!! WHAT THE FUCK !!??" You've screamed earning the attention of Bulma and C-18. They ran towards you and opened the curtain hiding you changing. And they see you, and Goku in a weird and tight position making both of the women yell. "What the fuck?? Care To explain Goku?!" Bulma yelled. Making Goku chuckle. "Yo ! Wanted to see Y/n for a moment!!"Goku explained. Not noticing you being choked in his chest due to the lack of space. "We don't care just release her look she's not breathing" C-18 said. "O-oops. Sorry Y/n hehe..." Goku chuckled getting out of the changing room which made other people seeing you half naked. You immediately closed the curtains, grateful only Women where in this shop. "Can't you warn when you'll join!!?" You've yelled behind the curtains, embatssed that Goku spawned while you were changing. And that some girls you don't know saw your body. "Hehe... Sorry Y/n... But I wanted to see you right now!! I just could not wait anymore!!" Goku explained to you making you sigh in irritation as you open the curtains now fullyclothed. "Well as you can see right now I'm not free to spend time with you. It has been a long time since I saw Bulma and C-18 because of me taking care of your ass." You spoke bluntly making some of the women laugh since they can hear your conversation. "Anyways you should go, this is a shop only allowed to Women. If you don't go away I'll call the security!" You've said wanting him to go as soon as possible. "This isn't kind Y/n!! It makes me feel you don't love me anymore.." He pouted, making his cute sad puppy eyes, that he used when he desperately wanted something. It always works.

"O-ouch that hurts Y/n!!" Goku whine as you drag his ear to the exit of the shop, and throw him outside. "See you this evening." You've said as you walk away, not giving him a chance to say anything. Goku just sighed, disappointed he didn't get to spend time with you right now. "her problem.. I won't allow her leaving the bed tonight.." Goku pouted irritated flying back home. "Hey Y/n... Wasn't that a little too harsh?" C-18 asked you, making both you and Bulma shocked. "What the hell? You're even worse than me and Y/n reunited when it come to Krillin!!" Bulma explained, making C-18 annoyed. "Me and Krillin is another story. Plus I didn't asked you." C-18 said making Bulma irritated as she was about to explode before you interrupted them. "Oh my god shut the fuck up girls!! Look how cute this top is!!" You've said as sparkles appear in your eyes, as you show them this crismon red Henley top, making them gasp. "Oh my god Y/n !!! Are there other colors??! I need it in purple!!" C-18 said in awe "I want it in blue too!!" Bulma exclaimed. "Yup, there are some right there!" You've pointed towards a cute special stand where there was a lot of cute tops and jeans, and Bulma and C-18 both saw the one they've searched for. "Wahhhh!! I'm in love with them! You have such a good eye when it comes to fashion Y/n!!" Bulma said making you Huff in pride. "Hehe now let's go try them on girls!!" C-18 said like a little child, making you both happy and giggling like teenage girls.

At the same time, a bored Saiyan was rolling over your shared King sized bed, whining non-stop about how he's bored. "How could Y/n do this to meee??.... For once I want to spend time with her and she doesn't want to!! Then I'll bet she'll complain when I'll just focus on training again!" Goku's making a fuss to himself like a big ass baby. "What do I do now?... Y/n will probably finish in some hours... But training do not excite me anymore right now..." Goku whines as he get off of the bed, going downstairs, making his way towards the kitchen. Opening the fridge, he sighs as he sees it's dead empty, and there's just one tomato left in there. "Pff...there's nothing else to eat too... I think I'll just nap right now..." Goku gave up searching something to do. Until an idea popped on his head. "Wooh! I bet Y/n won't be able to refuse my deal!! But I need to get money to do this... And Bulma will probably say no..." Goku started to think for the first time in his whole life. And he thought too much his head started burning, making smoke. "Oh!! Right! I still have some left over Zenis I've gained when I worked as a farmer!!" Goku exclaimed proud of his amazing idea, getting ready.

As Goku prepared to put his plan into action, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building inside of him. For once, he would be the one in control in their relationship. He quickly got dressed and slipped on his casual clothes for once because he knows it makes you weak, feeling more confident than ever. As he stepped outside, he couldn't help but imagine the look of surprise and excitement that would undoubtedly appear on your face when you saw him. Now, it was his turn to make you feel happy. With a determined smile on his face, he teleported towards you, eager to start making his plan come to life. "Yo!" Goku said behind you which startled you. "Wahhhh!! Goku I've told you to warn me before appearing!! You scare me every damn time.." You've scolded him once again as he chuckled playfully. But something was off. You looked at him up and down and after 5 minutes of thinking you've realized he was in casual clothes. Which was very rare of him to drop his iconic orange gi.

"Oh? Is today a special day Goku? Why are you dressed like this??" You've asked curious which made Goku smile mischievously. "Since you didn't want to spend time with me earlier, I'm kidnapping you with me on a date!!" Goku said this with pride, which was very cute to see. "So... You're the one paying?" You've asked him smirking. And he nodded. "Alright !! I'll get ready!!" You've exclaimed excited to show him the new dress you bought with your girls earlier. "When do we go? And where do we join?" You've asked Goku which made him frown. "Huh? Why would you want to know that? We're going together right?" Goku said as confusion ran into his non-existant brain. "I want you to see me at the very last moment!! I'll be so gorgeous you'll fall in love with me once more." You've said confidently. "But I'm calling in love with you more everyday already?" Goku said so innocently that almost made you giggle and kicking your feet. But you were not a teenager any more, so you've controlled yourself and only blushed. "W-well it won't stop you to fall in love again." You've said not looking in his onyx eyes. Worried to show your teenager girl side that desperately wants to manifest itself. "Hehe. Fine! But you better be breath-taking!!" Goku smirked challenging you. "Oh yeah?! Challenge accepted!!" And with that, Goku gave you the hour and the place you both will meet up.

When the sun disappeared and the moon appeared, you were surprised to see what Goku has planned was a cute little picnic near a clear lake filled with petals of roses. There he was standing in what seemed a suit, he really wanted to impress you on this one. And it did. The sight was so breath-taking. The way his hair flowed through the wind, the sweet aroma of the roses mixed with the fresh scent of nature, and just the way the candles perfectly lit up the place was perfect. Goku sensed your presence and turned towards you "You're finally here Y/n! I was waiting for-" Goku just stopped talking. You looked ethereal. The way your hair was tied up in a side bun, with a rose to perfectly match your crismon red semi-long dress that flowed through the wind. The last time you saw Goku looking at you this way was the day of your wedding. "Woah.. Y/n.. You look so.. Gorgeous.." Goku struggled to find the perfect words to describe you as he walked towards you, helping you sit down the picnic mat. "So... Did I succeed making you fall in love with me once-more?" You've asked your husband who just responded you by cupping your cheek with a sweet and loving kiss, then saying "Is it possible to marry someone once more time?" he asked innocently making you laugh. "I wish it was. But it's not." You've answered making him pout. "Let's just start eating I'm hungry anyways.." He said. "What did you bring?" You've asked him, curious "I've brought sweets!! But we can always go somewhere else if you want to go-" You've just shushed him with your fingers, enjoying the moment you're both sharing.

On the way home, you've decided to walk around the city a little before just flying back home so the moment will last a little longer. But you both did not expected that this would ruin this perfect date. "Excuse me miss!! May I have a picture with you? You're just so beautiful!!" A child made it's way towards you and politely asked making you melt as you accepted. Goku feeling the warmth of your hand gone, as you had to stop holding his hand to take the picture, made him pout... But that was just the beginning. Immediately when you came back, you were interrupted again. "Hello!! May I ask where you bought your dress? It's beautiful!!" A woman younger than you asked so nicely that you forgot to take Goku's hand. "Of course!! Here I've bought it at "_____" The woman thanked you and made her way towards the shop as you waved her. You've turned towards Goku and spoke. "So what were we talking about-" This time, it was a little girl who interrupted you. She just poked your side shyly and it made you melt once more. "H-here.. Take this rose... It's as beautiful as you..." The little girl shyly said making you blush... "Thank you little one!! That's very cute of you!!" You've thanked her taking the rose in your hands enjoying the nice scent of it. Her mother took her and apologized for her interruption and you've just brushed it off saying it was alright. But it wasn't, for the Saiyan that is starting to get irritated. Pouting and tapping his feet as he's waiting for you to get finished. Just as you were about to come back, other people gave you flowers, coupons for free food at restaurants, (which Goku did not really mind tbh) some asked you how are you so beautiful, and some asked you to join a model agency!

Goku watched as you received flowers, coupons, and compliments left and right. He couldn't help but pout and tap his feet impatiently as he waited for you to finish talking to the people around you. But as soon as he heard you say, "I accept," his heart sank. He knew you had always wanted to be a model, but the thought of you being approached by other men with ulterior motives bothered him. Goku couldn't help but feel a sense of jealousy and possessiveness wash over him. He wanted to keep you all to himself and protect you from any potential threats. "Okay now that's enough.." Goku growled but you didn't hear it. You've finally walked back towards Goku, carrying the flowers and coupons in hand. But before you could say anything, Goku spoke up, his voice filled with irritation. "I can't believe you just accepted to become a model! Did you even think about me? I don't want those men to just ogle at your beautiful body all day!" Goku exclaimed. You tried to reassure him that it was just a one-time opportunity, but Goku just couldn't help but get even more jealous. "I don't care if it's just for one day!" Goku snapped back at you. "I don't want to risk it. I don't want those men looking at your body." Goku started grumbling, crossing his arms. You've sighed, trying to calm him down. "Goku, please understand. This is a one-time opportunity. It's not like I'm going to be a model permanently. And besides, I'd be paid well and we could use the extra money!" You've tried to reason with him, but to no avail. Goku just couldn't shake off his feelings of jealousy. Goku continued grumbling, clearly not happy with the situation. "But what if those men try to make a move on you? What if they try to take advantage of you? I don't want anyone else touching you but me." Goku couldn't help but voice out his insecurities and fears.

You've finally had enough of his possessiveness and jealous behavior. "Goku, enough!! I can take care of myself! Do you really have so little faith in me? Don't you trust me to handle myself in this situation?" You've confronted him, your patience running thin. Goku was taken aback by your reaction. He did trust you, but his jealousy was getting the better of him. "I do trust you, Y/n. But I can't help but feel protective of you. I don't want anyone else touching your body but me." Goku admitted, his possessiveness creeping in again. You've let out a frustrated sigh, feeling overwhelmed by his possessive behavior. "Goku, this is really getting too much. I'm a grown woman and I can handle myself. You need to stop being so possessive and jealous. It's not healthy for our relationship." You've tried to reason with him, hoping he would understand and control his emotions. Despite your attempts to reason with Goku, he refused to listen to reason. His possessive behavior and jealousy continued to take over, making it impossible for him to see things from your perspective. You felt more frustrated and hopeless with every attempt to make him understand, and it seemed like there was no way out of this cycle of jealousy and possessiveness. "Ugh!! I'm done!" You've said walking away making Goku worried "Hey! Where are you going?" Goku asked curiously. "I'll sleep at Bulma's this night. You've pissed me." You've said until you took a Taxi, leaving an irritated Saiyan all alone. He just decided to leave you be, thinking that you're the stubborn one here. He just kept mumbling on his way home that this night was near perfect until strangers ruined it.

The same night, he just couldn't sleep at all. The bed felt empty without your presence. Usually it doesn't mind him when it happens, when he goes training for a long time or just when you go to sleepovers with your friends, but this time? It was... Not the same. It felt cold empty and he hated it. He hated how bitter this night became. So without a second thought, he sensed your Ki, and teleported at Bulma's, in the room she gave you to sleep in. He looked at you, sleeping calmly, as if nothing happened. And as of you do not miss Goku's presence while he did missed yours. "Gosh... How can she acts as if nothing ha happened?.." Goku complained joining you into the bed and taking you in his arms and nuzzled in your neck. With you in his arms, he fell asleeo with ease and looked like a big fat ass baby. He also kept mumbling in his sleep things like" You're mine" "There's no way I'm meeting you go there." "No photoshoots we'll stay together today." He's the cutest. But won't hesitate to take advantage of his strength to lock you in his arms so you won't leave him.

Bitch sorry for randomly disappearing I just forgot this account existed tbh but anyways I'm back!! I have a lot of requests too but I'm super busy sorry y'all will have to wait.. Anyways I love u guys Take care!! <33

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actuallysaiyan · 2 years

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for the smut prompt! 136 with Goku would be fun

warnings: fluffy, slightly smutty, mentions of being aroused, Goku being dumb

For as long as you’ve known Goku, he’s always been such a happy-go-lucky kind of guy. He’s never been super serious about too much, unless it meant to help save someone or to fight injustices. This is exactly what has drawn you to him for so many years. Ever since he defeated some bandits trying to destroy your small town, you were in love with him. And after all these years, Goku has felt the same way about you but has never really been able to find the right words to show it.

It all starts with a date. Except that Goku doesn’t know it’s a date. He’s always come with you to the restaurant and he always gorges himself on the food there. You don’t mind at all, you just want him to be so happy. The date goes well, as usual, but when you bring him back to your place, you find yourself becoming so nervous.

Tonight is the night you want to confess your feelings for him, but you’re feeling so riled up and your heart is racing. Goku notices your behavior, but he’s not really sure how to even deal with something like this. He’s not the best with emotions. Goku is desperate to try and understand what’s going on, despite the fact that he lacks the right knowledge about these kinds of situations.

“Hey,” he starts as he places his hand on your knee. “Are you okay?”

You shake your head, “I’m fine. I’m just…”

But you are so unable to finish that sentence. The words sit in your chest, ready to be blurted out if possible. But you’re too pent up to even say them. Instead, you lean over and kiss him. Goku’s face turns red and he pulls away, unsure of what to say or do. He knows it feels good to touch like that, but he doesn’t even know the term for kissing.

“What was that?” He asks, scratching the back of his head.

You sigh, “That was kissing.”

Goku smiles, “Yeah! Kissing! I think Bulma mentioned it to me before.”

You’re completely mortified. This isn’t the way you wanted this to end up, but you realize it could be much worse than it is. Goku leans in a little closer again, and you’re blushing now. You can’t believe how stupid you feel, but knowing he wants to kiss you again is making you excited. You lean in closer, and with a renewed sense of courage, you press your lips against his. It’s a little sloppy at first, but soon Goku gets the idea of how this works. His hands even come up to massage your shoulders, caressing your neck slightly before he just cups your cheeks in his large hands.

“I think I like kissing,” Goku admits. You’re blushing again, unsure of how to react to this. There is a bit of a lewd tone to his voice, and you didn’t think just kissing would turn him on.

“Y-yeah?” You ask him, unable to look him in the eyes.

He leans in a little closer, “Yeah, I do. It feels good. Makes me feel warm inside.”

This is what really makes you feel embarrassed and timid. You know you’d have to teach Goku about sex, and while that is a major turn on for you, you’re just not sure how you could to that right now. Your heart is racing and you’ve never felt this excited before.

You hide your face behind your hands, giggling nervously. But Goku isn’t having it. He takes your hands from your face, presses a sloppy kiss to your lips and grunts as he pulls away.

“Don’t cover your face, I wanna see you.”

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carnal-lnstinct · 2 months

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Change The Fate's Design

Pairing: Goddess!Reader x War God!Goku Content: au: CLAMP’s RG Veda-inspired fic. afab reader. established rivals. love confession. hinted unrequited love. angst. hurt/comfort. possessiveness. A/N: This is just a retelling of one of the plot twists from RG Veda so spoilers but I doubt anyone is going to read that old manga. I recommend it if you like beautiful, dramatic characters and pain of which you can never recover from! But also, it's CLAMP so it has its...problems. For context: There is a prophecy that the unborn heir of the War God will awaken as the God of Destruction destined to destroy all the realms, and the War God knows.

“...Do you think destiny can be changed?” The golden-eyed war god asked suddenly.

A brow arched in response, followed by an unimpressed stare. Odd. 'You are asking me', she thinks to herself. Fate has never bound her to anything to expect anything in return from it. Everything she has, she has earned by the will of her own heart and the strength of her own two hands. Something troubles the War God to ask her of all people such a thing. Moving confidently, her feet shift around as she turns to face him with a soft, yet arrogant grin.

“To get what I want, I would rearrange the stars themselves.” Boldly left her lips without a hitch nor a blink of an eye.

Goku does not flinch at her callous answer, either. The god of war stares back and slowly a smile forms, breaking the melancholy of his expression. However prideful and selfish her intentions come across, she speaks with a sureness that came as a comfort to him, clearing his fears to reveal a path of hope for a future untethered by the stars. A better future for his son. For that wish, he will become just as selfish as the goddess— if not more— for what he is willing to attempt to save the future prince.

It felt like an affliction in his soul, worse than any atrocities the most wicked creatures could conjure. Weighing all of the heavens against the life of his innocent child, desiring the latter at the risk of calamity befalling everyone else. Including himself. But he does not waver, nor stall. Goku steps forward closing their distance to speak in confidence, sharing his forbidden words.

“Then…Would you lend me a hand in changing the path of the stars?” He asks, a gentle cant of his head as he watches her with a solemn gaze. It is just as bold to ask this much of anyone to join him in sin, let alone a court rival. And damn foolish to assume a prophecy can be changed when the stars have never been wrong. But he needs to try.

Does this push them all towards the path of the prophecy or set the stage for a more desirable future for the heir of his kingdom?

The incredulous look he gets in return for his plea says it all. Even without sharing the context of his wish to change fate, he must know how ridiculous that sounds. For one such as herself who did not believe in fate's direct hand there has been some truth to it, crediting the natural powers of heaven itself. But... she does not need to believe in it, nor does she require the reason. It was enough he groveled to her for his fool’s errand. Desperate.

The Goddess’ arrogant grin grows and she steps closer as well, lending her attention to his cry for help and smug as can be. There’s a wicked glint in her eyes.

“Will I get what I want if I lend you my strength?” She asks, coming in closer still.

“What is it that you want?”

Her touch is soft and it surprises him, suddenly, gently, resting along the curve of his cheek. Golden eyes widened looking down at her and her own eyes were gentle and reverent of the form before her like he had never seen before.

"...You." There’s a longing in her tone, as well as a demand. But not her ego anymore.

Her intentions are clear but Goku is stunned, to say the least. She hid this well behind her arrogance and duty, perhaps biding her time for the right circumstances of just him and her. Yet, it was only for a moment he hesitated as he took in her sincerity. He understands the opportunity it gave him. 'Anything for Gohan.'

“...If fate can be changed…” His voice trailed off, eyes faltering in concede making his head lower away but her hand shifted to cup his jaw, lifting his head to bring his eyes back on hers.

“I will rearrange the stars to get what I want.” She declares. The silence stirred between them now, unwavering eyes watching the other. And then her other hand grasps his face as she lures him down into a kiss, sealing their fate. Permitting his selfishness and his foolishness to disrupt the will of the realm. They could be selfish fools together.

#goku x reader #son goku x reader #goku imagine #dbz fics #dbz imagine #My writing #this was so much longer but then I realized the rest doesn't matter #also it made me cry #not my most creative fic but its the most self-indulgent ♥

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bitebitesnap · 9 months

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Kissing Vegeta is a bit of a challenge.

Vegeta is....special when it comes to affection.

He's independent. Prefers to be by himself so he doesn;t have to worry about someone else's problems. Unhindered by weaklings slowing him down, willingly or not.

But for a while, he;d been acting oddly out of place for such a pompous ass.

You couldn;t quite place why, though. The Saiyan was very private, rarely ever speaking to you specifically. After Bulma delegated the care of the prince's devices to you, those delightful chats increased, to your immense frustration. Though, after the defeat of Cell, he seemed to have calmed down.

But nowadays, there was something off about the hot-headed prince. He;d be tense, refusing to look at you directly during conversations, a softer, more restrained tone in his voice. Wherever you went he could pick you out of a crowd and if you needed something done he was the first to action, even if Goku was there.

It took Goku nearly walloping him right in the face, sparking a furious tantrum from the prince before he stormed off, to make his unusual nature piece itself together.

The earth-raised Saiyan had approached you not long after, rubbing his head in confusion while commenting Vegeta had been acting off for a while. When asked he said that he'd seemed distracted, unfocused at his worst as normally he could keep track of anything even if the planet was exploding. Usually if he was distracted it was because something was bothering him, but when he asked the prince had lost it on him.

For a moment the two of you conversed about what could be bothering the prince so much. The chamber was in order, as you commented, so it was out of the question. His rivalry with him was well into it;s normal state again, according to Goku, so that was also impossible. Maybe the lack of planet-wide decimation would grind his gears but it couldn't be that either as he was pretty chilled out after a year or so with just Goku.

But the Saiyan takes note, then, of a common factor. Of all the times Vegeta seemed distracted, it was when he was doing something he normally wouldn't. A new move, upgrades to hi technique, or increase in his own power to catch up to him, Goku said. All those times, he seemed unable to keep up as well. At first, he'd thought it was because of the focus needed for his training.

Then he notes that not only that, the only times he seemed to have something new, was when you were around to watch.

And all of a sudden it makes sense. The soft voice, the attention, the action in your favor.

Vegeta, prince of all Saiyans, had a crush. On you.

Once you figured it out you thanked Goku for his help. Though you hadn't quite told him your thoughts, the smile on his face said everything as he waved, a brief comment to not push him.

Of course just knowing was half the battle. Vegeta, stubborn as he was, would never outright admit his feelings to you no matter how much evidence you had. And even worse if you did indeed push him, he would retract into himself so tightly you feared he wouldn;t come out.

So naturally, surprise is in order.

THe best times are when he's just out of training. He's tired, hungry, and more than a little annoyed by people in general. Ever since getting his own personal chamber he'd been using it nonstop. He didn;t bother to park it anywhere special, so it's just out in the open. You've gotten more than one ramble from the prince about people talking about it on his 'territory'. Which, while it was literal miles wide, the chamber was on a section of unused land not even a few streets outside of town. To keep it within range of Capsule Corps in case he breaks it again, you guess.

So when he's outside, he's on alert. Sneaking up on him would be near impossible-he's got the ears of a rabbit and the punch of a bear. And being able to sense life energy like the rest of the Z-fighters, it was basically a lost cause at the start. He'd knock your head off if he so much as caught wind of you snooping around, even if he knew it was you he'd still give you a tongue lashing-at least some insults for trying.

Except, of course, when he first gets out.

It's the dead of night by the time the whirring gears shut down. Footsteps thump an unsteady path across the floor as the door opens. Vegeta pants hard, sweat dripping down his face and neck. Shaking his head throws droplets everywhere, the usual flame drooped like a dying leaf in fall. The towel on his shoulders is soaked, rimmed with crimson, as he brings it up to wipe at his eyes.

You watch from a few steps away, behind the chamber's door. He'd opened it without looking, his guard down from the lack of activity. But still he calls your name when he drops the rag back onto his shoulders, mild irritation to his tone. Those dangerous eyes slowly turn to you, unimpressed by your appearance in his comment of your lack of skill in the art of surprise.

But you hadn't meant to sneak up on him, you say. You'd only wanted him to know what Bulma was planning for the chamber. Which was not a lie, she had told you to tell him of her ideas to upgrade the booster coils again that would increase the gravity from 300 to 500 or more. The topic was taken eagerly too, as he raised an interested brow.

Perfect.

(Part 1)

#jawbones #vegeta x reader

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the-monkey-ruler · 24 days

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Tezuka Osamu Story: I am Son-Goku (1989) 手塚治虫物語ぼくは孫悟空

Director: Osamu Tezuka Screenwriter: Osamu Tezuka Starring: Kuniwa Ishii / Tsui Kusao / Kyouji Kobayashi / Mari Shimizu / Kosei Tomita / Yoshiko Fujita / Momi Koyama / Mayumi Tanaka / Kenji Utsumi / Tetsuya Asado / Kaibo Kawakubo / Hisashi Katsuda / Ichiro Nagai / Kaneto Shiozawa / Nishio Germany / Masuoka Hiroshi Genre: Drama / Animation / Fantasy Country/Region of Production: Japan Language: Japanese Date: 1989-08-27 Duration: 70 minutes Also known as: 手冢治虫物语我的孙悟空 / 手塚治虫物語：我的孫悟空 IMDb: tt1654078 Type: Crossover

Summary:

This is the 12th special animated program for "24-hour Television: Ai wa Chikyu wo Sukuu." The first half of the story is an autobiographical animated piece focused on the episode in which the young boy Tezuka Osamu becomes attracted to the Chinese animated work "Tessen Koshu." Then it uses some episodes from Son-goku to depict how he eventually becomes an animation writer. The latter half is a new science fiction version of Son-goku set against a background of Planet Sapphire in the Galaxy of 3010. This is one of Tezuka Osamu's posthumous works. He unfortunately passed away during the planning stages.

At the world premiere, Takamasa Matsutani, president of Japan's "Tezuka Animation Production Co., Ltd.", accepted an interview with the "International Herald Herald". He revealed a rather touching past incident.

Osamu Tezuka began to create this different Sun Wukong in 1952, and made it into a comic "My Son Goku" and serialized it in a magazine. When creating, Osamu Tezuka also considered using the image of Peking Opera facial makeup, but in the end he making Sun Wukong like a bear perhaps to show the difference. When he died in 1989, he left the draft of the animated film "My Son Goku" in the world. This was also Osamu Tezuka's last animated work.

The indissoluble bond between Osamu Tezuka and Sun Wukong dates back to when he was in middle school. At that time, he watched the cartoon "Princess Iron Fan" produced by the brothers Wan Laiming, the founder of Chinese animation, and made up his mind to make animation his lifelong career. Therefore, there were later cartoons and animated characters such as "Astro Boy" and "Jungle King" that grew up with a generation. It was his comics and animations that saved the Japanese animation industry, which was on the verge of collapse at the time. "My Son Goku" also records the friendship between Osamu Tezuka and Wan Laiming.

Matsutani Takamasa said: "Mr. Wan is the person that Mr. Tezuka respects and admires the most. Many people think that Mr. Tezuka is more influenced by Disney animation. In fact, he was influenced earlier by Chinese animation, especially Mr. Wan's animation, and more profound.” In 1988, Osamu Tezuka came to China and paid a special visit to Wan Laiming, who was already in his seventies. After returning to Japan, Tezuka Osamu completed the draft of his last animated film "My Son Goku" and wrote "This is my Son Goku" on the title page. "After he visited Mr. Wan, he already knew that he would die soon and completed "My Son Goku". Before his death, he used his work to say hello to Mr. Wan and tell Mr. Wan, 'I'm going.'" When he said this, Matsutani Xiaozheng's tone was a little heavy.

In 2003, to commemorate the 50th anniversary of Astro Boy's birth, Tezuka released the cartoon "My Son Goku", to which Osamu Tezuka devoted special emotions to.

Source: https://tezukaosamu.net/en/anime/63.html

Link: https://gogoanime.be/watch/tezuka-osamu-monogatari-boku-wa-son-goku-WYPj-episode-full/

#Tezuka Osamu Story: I am Son-Goku #手塚治虫物語ぼくは孫悟空 #手冢治虫物语我的孙悟空 #手塚治虫物語：我的孫悟空 #jttw media #jttw movie #movie #animation #crossover #sun wukong cameo #sun wukong centered

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2darklymelanatedstories · 1 year

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Distraction (ft GokuBlack)

A request I got from my old blog by @ msbowser.

"Ugh!" You let out an exasperated sigh before letting your head fall onto the books scattered on your desk.

"Stress?",your lover asked as he walked into the room with a mug, of what you assumed was coffee, in his hands.

"Yeah."

You gladly took the hot mug from his hands and smiled when he gave you a kiss on the forehead.

Usually he's been very sweet about you spending your time studying instead of spending it with him. It was odd.

Just two weeks ago he was wrapping his arms around your waist and places distracting kisses all over you. Whenever you'd ask him to stop he'd just reply with something along the lines of, "You know, I could just destroy the school and every other school. I mean who needs education anyway?"

And you'd just shoot him a glare or a questioning look for a while to get him to let go of the topic and leave you be...but not before a bit more cuddling and kisses just because he thought you looked cute when you were annoyed.

Before you could even take a sip of the enchanting nectar of the gods, Black had lifted you off your seat before claiming the chair as his own.

"Hey!" Without sparing you a glance, Black just stared intensely at your papers and books as if he were trying to find the hidden meaning of life.

"Hmm, mmhm. Uh-hu.",he said as he nodded his head. "Interesting."

You couldn't help but smirk. You were about to make another attempt at drinking your coffee that was slowly getting cold but before you could, Goku Black had somehow pulled you down onto his lap on your side so you were somewhat facing him.

"You know I could help with that stress if you'd like.",he said whispered in your ear seductively. You bit your lip but still had enough resistance to roll your eyes at him.

"Black."

He looked at you with a devious smirk on his face.

"Fine." He sighed. "If you had only let me carry on my plans of destroying mankind, then maybe you wouldn't have to deal with all this.",he said as he brushed his hand over your cheek. "Stress, sleepless nights, not to mention you haven't been outside for a while."

"Aw, Black is concerned.",you cooed in a baby voice. "So cute."

"Shut up.",he said but you knew he didn't really mind by the smile on his face.

"Seriously, don't stress about these meaningless mortal tests. You'll do great. I know you will (Y/n). You've never failed before and you won't start now." What he said changed your whole mood as a smile appeared on your face. You were ready to head back to the hell hole of studying just so you could prove him right.

"If you even think of going "awwwww" again, I will–"

He didn't have time to finish that empty threat when you pressed your lips against his. He pulled you closer to him as he deepened the kiss but he soon pulled apart before things could get heated, earning an annoyed groan from you.

He chuckled. "Now dear, I know I'm irresistible but remember you have to put all that energy on studying." He got up off the chair then placed you in it before turning to leave.

"And if things go south–which I doubt they will– then I'll be there to threaten the lives of your professors." He then muttered loud enough for you to hear, "Maybe even kill one."

"Black.",you said in a threatening tone.

He turned to you with his arms behind his back. You held up your mug without even sparing a glance in his direction due to you already giving your studies all of your attention the minute he walked away.

"Make me another coffee. Mine's cold now."

He scowled at the fact that you thought you could order him around. He then smirked as if a lightbulb lit up over his head.

"Of course.",he said as he took the mug from your hands then whispered. "Now I have another excuse to come in here and annoy you."

#dragonball super #dragonball z #dragonball #goku #goku black #black #restoring my old stories to this blog #goku black x reader

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tobiasdrake · 11 days

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Do you have any thoughts on Beerus?

He was an interesting villain for Battle of Gods but he's long outstayed his welcome. DBS seems wholly uninterested in engaging with him in any meaningful capacity. He's always out-of-focus as a perpetually sliding bar for Goku to never measure up to.

Beerus really calls attention to the way Dragon Ball's been revived as a forever franchise. Before, Goku would have rivals he needs to surpass, and then he'd develop his abilities and surpass them. Beerus instead is handled as a Forever Mountain to never fully be climbed. A Sisyphean objective, with Goku developing his abilities only to end up exactly as far from surpassing Beerus as he ever was.

You can see the writing on the wall with Beerus. Goku's gone too far. He's gotten too close to the absolute tippy-top of the cosmic hierarchy - because, oh yeah, they've also introduced a Definitely Absolutely Tippy-Top of the Cosmic Hierarchy from which it'd be really difficult to come up with any further mountains. And it's just a couple rungs up from Beerus.

So Beerus is the line Goku isn't allowed to cross no matter hard he works and how far he climbs. We'll get official statements like "SSG Goku is a 6, Beerus is a 10" and then Goku will get like a thousand times more powerful and Beerus is still ahead of him. Beerus is like Saitama; His power is unapproachable, so when other characters get stronger, that just means Beerus is even stronger still.

Meanwhile, his menace and mystique have long been lost. DBS is utterly uninterested in engaging with what a vile piece of work Beerus is on a personal level. The guy's a monster. That's nothing new; Most of the cast are made up of thieves, wannabe assassins, demons, and genocidal mass-murderers. On a personal level, nearly every single person here sucked when they met Goku. Some still do.

But it hits different with Beerus, because of his unapproachable power. He is a selfish brat of a monster in dire need of being knocked down a peg, in a story that forbids the characters from ever knocking him down a peg.

So everyone just. Agrees. Not to talk about it. I guess. He hasn't been seen doing the one and only thing he does since Battle of Gods because it'd make hanging out and eating ice cream with him awkward if he just murdered New Namek last week.

He isn't allowed to do the things that form his distinctive identity anymore because it'd mess with the tone. He isn't allowed to participate in any of the fighting because he couldn't be unapproachably powerful if he were ever challenged by an opponent; That would make his power too measurable. And he also isn't allowed to fight Goku or be used properly as a yardstick because if Goku ever measures up to him then they need to come up with a new mountain for Goku to climb and they're kinda running out of space here.

So he just. Hangs around. Popping in regularly to remind us that he's a thing that exists but contributing nothing of value to the story whatsoever.

#dragon ball #dragon ball super #beerus

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spilledbeans116 · 1 year

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Hey, I'm sending you an inspiration pic. Whatever idea or feeling you get from the picture can serve as the basis for a fic or a short or just a drabble. Enjoy!

Sorry it took a bit! Finals and what not keep me busy, you know? Anyways, before we get into it, I want to thank you for being my first ever request! When I saw the ask I got so happy I genuinely squealed and spooked my sister LOL.

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The Plan - Vegeta x Reader - 3,599 Words

Reader's gender not specified - No use of Y/N - SFW

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The dirt was cold beneath your skin, your cheeks pressed against it as you groaned in pain. Being volleyed into the ground like a bouncy ball by the saiyan prince certainly wasn’t pleasant; you almost didn’t want to get back up and face him, especially after that embarrassing display you had just put on.

“You’re not very good at this,” Vegeta quipped, landing beside you and grabbing you by the hem of your shirt. He placed you back on your feet, looking you over with a bored expression. He was in his typical attire: white chest plate with matching boots and gloves slipped on over that damn blue body-suit. You could see his muscles clearly, which no doubt kept you distracted on top of everything else. You had been wanting him to train with you for weeks now, wanting to show off the new technique that Goku had taught you. However, that seemed to be backfiring as you continued to fail to even find an opening for it.

“I’m rusty, sue me,” you shrugged with a smirk. He simply rolled his eyes, scoffing in the process.

“You were the one to agree to this! If you weren’t prepared, why bother!”

You flinched at his tone before turning away from him. The truth was you thought you had been prepared. Your little crush on the saiyan prince had left you splashing about in the deep end, and Goku said that asking to train with him was exactly what you needed to “loosen up.” It was hard to say no to that big puppy dog, especially when he was so excited to help out after hearing about your plight.

“Come on! I’ll even spar with you to help you get ready!” He whined, those gentle eyes of his leaving you defenseless. “Please please please let me help! Please!” That last please was what had gotten you. You trained with Goku for about a month, perfecting his technique and holding your own against the saiyan during your matches. It was when he decided you were ready that he started to sprinkle in the idea of sparring with you to Vegeta. Little spouts of compliments, noting how you were stronger than he thought and how it was really fun practicing with you.

You didn’t think it was going to work, but you were surprised when Vegeta approached you at one of Chi-Chi’s cookouts.

“Kakarot won’t shut up about you,” he had grunted, taking a swig of his beer and leaning against the railing behind you. You couldn’t meet his gaze, glancing down at your own drink.

“Yeah, we’ve been practicing a lot lately,” you replied casually, trying not to stumble over your words. Whenever he got close it was as if it became harder to think; harder to breathe. This had been when you started to second guess Goku’s plan. You shot him a glance across the way when and he flashed that sunshine smile of his, giving you a quick thumbs up before continuing to stuff his face.

“If you want a real challenge you should train with me.” Vegeta scoffed, glancing over at you. You felt like you were going to melt.

“Sounds good to me,” you smiled. “Just don’t expect me to go easy on you!”

Now here you were, getting your ass handed to you in his base form. You could handle Goku powered up to super saiyan, hell you could dodge his throws when he leveled up to SS2, but with Vegeta it was as if it all went out the window and you were back in your first fighting lesson. Being so close to him you could smell him, hear his grunts and sharp inhales as he moved around. It was eating you alive.

“I’m just warming up! That’s all,” you offered instead, brushing yourself off. You wiped your brow and shook out your hands to expel your nerves. “I’m ready now, I swear.”

“Good. I was just warming up as well,” he smirked, floating back up into the sky with his arms crossed. You followed him up, staying eye level with him the whole time. “Now the fight truly begins.”

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After the first few punches it had been clear he was serious. You weaved between his throws quickly, barely dodging as he swept his leg out and went to kick you back. You grabbed his leg, spinning him quickly in a circle before launching him off to your left. In the blink of an eye he was on your right, and you blocked your head with your arm as he threw another punch.

“Tch, as if that would do anything!” He yelled, finally landing a hit in your gut. You gasped for air, clutching your stomach as you curled up slightly from the impact. He seemed to falter for a second but it felt as if you had hallucinated it as he launched his foot into your chest, sending you flying backwards.

Suddenly your flight was stopped as he was behind you, sending you careening towards the ground as his boot met your spine. You stopped yourself in mid-air suddenly, flipping around to shoot out your arms and launch a handful of brightly colored ki blasts at where you would have landed. Dust was thrown up, creating a smokescreen of sorts as you regained your composure and landed softly on the dirt floor. You looked around for the prince to no avail, your attack having coated you and your vision in smoke.

You shut your eyes tight, waiting for his power to surge as he went to attack you. You felt a tingling feeling from above you and stepped aside as Vegeta planted his foot right where your body had been. You swung quickly, feeling your fist connect with his chest as he staggered back. You swung, left then right then left again, each blow connecting with his face, cheek, then gut. He inhaled sharply, ducking as you swung at his head again.

He spun, his foot sweeping your legs out from under you as you fell on your ass. You smirked as you attempted to return the favor, spinning on your back to kick his legs out from under him. He jumped, landing back on the floor right as you pushed yourself up, kicking him straight in the stomach instead. Sweat clouded your forehead and ran down your neck, sending a shiver down your spine as the prince grabbed onto your ankle. He lifted you above his head quickly, using the momentum to slam your body back onto the floor behind him.

You cried out in pain, spittle flying from your mouth as your vision flashed hot and white. His grip on your ankle loosened for a moment before tightening once more; he grit his teeth as you lifted back up and spun around like a top, the wind whipping past you and cooling your skin. You began to feel nauseous from how fast you were going before he let go, launching you a good distance from him.

Your body hit the ground and continued to roll, sending up a dust cloud in your wake. After three or four tumbles you sprang up, digging your heels into the dirt and leaving behind skid marks. You wiped your mouth on your arm, spitting out blood as you stared at the prince.

“Had enough?” He huffed, crossing his arms once more. “I’m getting tired of this.”

You took your fighting stance, shaking your head. “No! I still haven’t shown you what I can do!”

He sighed at that, rolling his eyes as he began to float up, “let’s get this over with then,” he grunted, eyes running over your bruised form. Your glances met for a moment and a moment only before he tore his eyes away, unable to hold your gaze as you looked at him with such determination.

You certainly didn’t feel determined right now as you studied his own features. He was dirty, same as you, but other than that seemingly untouched. He tilted his body in the air, moving his arms to the right of him and bending his one leg at the knee. You felt your heart race as he placed the palm of his left hand over the back of his right, curling his fingers in the process.

You knew his moves well, and were very aware of how powerful his next attack would be. You started to build your energy, feeling it ripple and crackle around you as the dirt below your feet shook, pebbles rising slightly from the disruption of energy.

You grew annoyed with yourself, Goku, and him. Why had Goku been so incessant on helping you with this? You realized he didn’t know a damn thing about romance and sure, his intentions had been good, but now you were just making a fool of yourself in front of the prince. It was obvious you were merely a toy for him, the look on Vegeta’s face not at all concerned. His brows were furrowed, but what else was new? For the most part he seemed relaxed, not even bothering to power up fully. That is what pushed you to keep pulling as he began his attack.

“GALICK!” He shouted, a purple aura slowly enveloping him. You braced yourself, feeling the energy bud beneath your fingertips as you prepared to release your own counter attack. “GUN!” At his shout, a powerful laser shot from his hands, quickly being met with a blast and yell of your own.

The colors clashed and sent sparks around the both of you as you fought to maintain it, the force of the attack startling Vegeta slightly. He hadn’t prepared properly for it to be as strong as it was and found his hold on it slipping. “OH NO YOU DON’T!” He screamed, powering up to super saiyan as a wave went through his attack. You watched as the purple beam began to envelop your own before you widened your stance slightly. You grit your teeth, unsure of if you should push yourself during this and if your body would be able to take it. You decided that it was worth it; you could vent your frustrations with this idiotic plan while the opportunity was presented to you. All of those days spent training, for what? To not even be taken seriously?

“KAIOKEN!” You yelled, feeling your power surge.

“Not again!” Vegeta grunted, sending another surge of power through his beam. They seemed to be stuck at a halfway point before the ground around you began to crack and split, your energy leaving a crater around you.

“TIMES… TEN!” Your body glowed red and you cried out at the strain on your muscles as you forced the energy to be expelled from your body. You ki widened, beginning to steadily break through his before he rolled out of the way at the last second, your beam launching out beside him and into the sky as he watched with wide eyes. You sank deeper into the Earth, tears welling in your eyes as it felt as though your body was being torn apart; you had perfected five, but nothing above that had even been explored.

You cut the attack off, your arms falling weakly at your sides as your power receded.

“THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!” Vegeta screamed, marching over to you, golden form glowing before your eyes. Your vision was blurry, but even then his bright blue eyes stuck out against the world around you. He was beautiful like this, as bright as a star in the night. “YOU WERE TRYING TO KILL ME!”

You smirked weakly, a laugh bubbling in the back of your throat as your body swayed. “I won.” As your legs gave out along with your consciousness, Vegeta was quick to catch you before you could hit the floor. He shifted you in his arms, his left hand supporting the base of your neck while the other held your legs.

“You idiot,” he frowned, shooting off back to Bulma’s.

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You groaned as you came to, your head swimming as you sat up slowly. You went to lift your hand to your forehead to provide some sort of pressure against the ache but instead found yourself hissing as your arm shifted. You looked down at it, wrapped in bandages like a mummy.

“Settle down, you’re fine.” Vegeta huffed. Your eyes shot up, finding him leaning against the doorframe of the room you were in. It was decorated plainly, with dark dressers, cabinets, and hardwood floors. There were no photographs or decorations, just a small desk with a navy blue journal and a white lamp sitting on it. The bed you were in had dark blue sheets, soft and silky beneath your skin.

“Where am I?” You croaked, your entire body aching as you spoke.

“My room,” he replied plainly, causing your face to heat up. He didn’t notice, walking over to the desk and grabbing the journal carefully before shoving it into one of the drawers.

“Why?”

Vegeta rolled his eyes and scoffed as if you had asked the dumbest question in the entire world. “You passed out. I very well wasn’t going to leave you there.”

“Why not a hospital? Bulma’s medical ward?”

He frowned, “Bulma isn’t here and a hospital wouldn’t know what to do with you like this.” He pulled out the rolling-chair by his desk, sitting in it and resting his arms on his legs. He leaned forward to stare at you, clasping his hands in front of his face. “Why the hell did you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Push yourself that far. It was clear you weren’t ready.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes and pouting, “whatever. I wouldn’t have known unless I tried. Besides, I’m still alive aren’t I?”

“You could have killed yourself!”

“I know my own limits!” You snapped, attempting to sit up. You cried out before Vegeta placed a hand on your chest and pushed you back down.

“Stop moving. Your body needs rest.”

You gave a chuckle at that before wincing. “That’s ironic coming from you, Mr. Broken Ribs.”

You were surprised to see a smirk tug at his lips before it quickly disappeared. “See? I know what I’m talking about then. Wait here.”

He got up, walking out of the room and leaving you alone with your thoughts for the time being. You became acutely aware of how much his bed smelled like him. You resisted the urge to pull the blankets up to your face and bury your head in them. Why had he taken you here? Surely Bulma had spare bedrooms that were free, it wasn’t as if her house was filled with people at the moment.

Vegeta returned a few minutes later; he had a small tray in his hands, with a bowl and a bottle of water resting on it precariously. He walked over to you, boots clacking against the wooden floor before he set it on your lap.

“Here. You need to stay hydrated and I wouldn’t doubt you’re probably starving.”

You went to tell him you weren’t, but the comedic timing of your growling stomach shut you up quickly. Instead, you said, “the prince of all saiyans made me soup? It’s an honor.”

He blushed slightly, his ears heating up before he glanced away and crossed his arms again. “Oh whatever. Don’t start or I’ll eat the damn food myself.”

You grunted as you picked up the spoon and raised it to your lips, blowing on it carefully before drinking the broth. You smiled as the warm liquid ran down your throat, relaxing your body a bit as you dipped the spoon back down for more. “How’d you know this is my favorite? Or was it just a lucky guess?”

Vegeta visibly stiffened, his hands twitching at his sides as he thought of how to answer. “Does it matter?”

“No, I guess not. Just happy is all.” You looked up at him, flashing him a genuine smile. “Thank you, Vegeta.”

He went silent, sitting back in the chair and crossing his legs. He gripped the edge of the chair tightly as he mumbled under his breath, “Kakarot told me it was your favorite.”

“What was that?” You asked, popping the spoon in your mouth and crying out, dropping it quickly as he hopped up.

“What’s wrong? Did you hurt yourself? Your wrist?” He grabbed your arm quickly yet carefully, turning it over so he could study your open palm and wrist. His eyes ran over your skin, scanning for any signs of strain or damage.

“I burned my mouth,” you whined. “It’s really hot.”

“YOU IDIOT!” He snapped, dropping your hand. It bounced against the bed slightly. “OF COURSE IT’S HOT!”

“YOU DISTRACTED ME!”

“TCH! DON’T BLAME ME FOR YOUR OWN REDUNDANCY!”

You frowned, picking up the spoon and setting it back in the bowl. After a bit of silence the bowl was empty, and you went to pick up the water. Vegeta snatched it quickly, opening it for you before setting it back on the tray. You raised an eyebrow at him as he glared at you.

“I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself, Vegeta. You don’t have to baby me.”

“I’m the reason you ended up like this,” he frowned. “I’m merely making up for my own transgressions. Nothing else.”

“You don’t take care of Goku after you mess him up,” you teased as you took a sip from the bottle. Vegeta stayed silent once more, unable to deny your point but unwilling to explain himself. You chose not to push him, changing the subject instead. “How long was I out for?”

“Three days.” He replied plainly. You, on the other hand, began to panic.

“THREE DAYS?” You ran your hands over your head, eyes wide as you began to panic. “I WAS OUT FOR THREE DAYS? BUT-“

“I took care of everything.” He grunted, leaning back and staring at the drawer he had placed his journal in.

“What-“

“You didn’t miss anything and I checked in on your things.”

You blinked at him, “oh. Well thank you.” You were surprised he paid that much attention to you. You could have sworn that sometimes he couldn’t even remember your name let alone all the things you had to take care of in your life.

“You’re welcome. I won’t be so kind next time, so don’t let this happen again.”

“Next time?” You asked, cocking an eyebrow at him.

He simply nodded, “it’s obvious Kakarot isn’t training you properly even though you have plenty of untapped potential. From now on I’ll be training you instead.”

You blushed a bit at the idea of spending more time with the prince before laughing awkwardly. He glared at you, taking it as mockery towards his offer. “What the hell is so funny?”

“I thought you hated training with me!” You giggled, trying to cover your mouth to stop yourself. “You looked bored the entire fight. You even kept complaining about it!”

“How else were you going to get worked up and unleash your potential?” He huffed. “Besides, I always look the same, don’t I?”

You laughed again at that; a good, hearty one, while Vegeta smirked down at you. He loved seeing you smile, and it warmed his heart that he was what was bringing that look to your face. “You’ve got me there. I won’t take it easy on you once I’m better though!”

He grinned once more as he collected your tray and empty bowl, making his way to the kitchen to wash everything.

Sure, asking Kakarot to put in a good word for him with you hadn’t gone entirely as expected. When Kakarot had come back and told him he started training with you, Vegeta wanted to knock his teeth out. After a bit his incessant rambling about you pushed Vegeta to the edge, wanting to make a move before it was too late. He hadn’t realized you took training so seriously in the first place, but he didn’t mind. Being alone with you, even if it was to spar, sounded good to him. He didn’t want to hurt you, throwing his punches on occasion and not pushing himself as hard. A select few times he thought of stopping altogether, but realized you might take offense to it. Apparently you had anyway, and almost died in the process.

Next time he’d show you how to fight properly; how to use his techniques without straining your body. After a while, maybe he’d even have the courage to ask you on a date. He shook his head at that. What was he even thinking? A date? Where the hell had that come from? He finished rinsing off the utensils and dried them with the dish rag before putting them all away. Sure he had feelings for you, but that didn’t mean they were reciprocated.

Little did either of you know, Goku had planned this all from the start as a means to get you two together. Both the prince and yourself had confided in him your crushes, and he’d be damned if he didn’t do something to get his best buds together. After all, he bet Krillin 10 bucks it would happen, and Goku wasn’t one to lose at anything. Later down the road, when you guys would eventually become official, then he would embarrass you both with the stories and confessions you had told him. Until then, he would just have to continue to be the best wing-man this universe had ever seen.

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