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hiraeth - part ninety-five
EVERYTHING I MISSED

warning: 18+, sexual content

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       "Is what you said true?"

Those were the first words to come out of Goku's lips as soon as they were in the privacy of their own bedroom. Bulma had been kind enough to show them to a spare bedroom that had a king size bed, stating that Saiyans liked to take up a lot of space on the bed. Y/n didn't dare ask if she was sure that wasn't just Vegeta.

"What are you talking about?" Y/n asked, opening the door to the attached bathroom, a clean set of clothes in hand. She had requested a fresh set of her clothes that she had grown used to wearing from Shin, who was happy to oblige.

"You said you didn't plan on having kids for a long time. I want a baby, I like babies," Goku huffed. Y/n couldn't help the giggle that bubbled out of her lips, shaking her head.

"Bulma just had a baby, you don't need me to pop one out just so you can play with them," Y/n said, turning her attention back to the bathroom. Before she could take even a single step forward though, she felt a shiver run up her back.

"Okay, let me put it like this," Goku spoke, his voice suddenly right behind her. His large hands gripped her hips, turning her around to face him. His dark eyes were right in front of hers, his hip bent slightly so he could be level with her. "I want to put a baby in you."

Y/n's face bloomed in a kaleidoscope of red, the butterflies taking up so much space in her body that they left no room for her thundering heart. Goku's hot breath fanning her face did nothing to help cool down her boiling blood, and the smirk that tugged on his lips only caused more heat in her body.

"It's been so long since we've been alone like this, I can't even remember the last time," Goku said, leaning in just close enough that the tips of their noses brushed against each other. "Oh wait, yes I can. Last time I had you like this, you were crying and begging for me."

That did it. Y/n was completely putty in his hands, malleable and free for him to use and move however he pleased. Was he always like this? She remembered Goku being capable of some flirting, and she knew he had a sly side, but this was something else. He had her wrapped around his little finger perfectly.

Like a dance they had practiced dozens of times before, Goku pulled Y/n along by her hips, leading her over to the bed. Laying her down with such a gentle touch, Y/n almost forgot the strength his hands were capable of possessing. She was reminded when she found herself under Goku, his weight alone keeping her pinned to the bed.

Burying his face in the crook of her neck, Goku took in every single sense of her. The smell of her body, and how it still had a light smell of dirt and sweat from their fights in the tournament. The way her hips felt as he squeezed the fat of her love handles in his hands. The sound of the small whimper that built up in her throat. The sight of her skin blushing red under his hold, and the taste of her skin as his teeth dragged across her sensitive flesh.

"You have no idea how much I missed you, Y/n," Goku sighed against her skin, his hands moving from her hips to the red sash holding her clothes to her body. Y/n couldn't help but lean into his touch as his fingers slipped under the sash, pulling it off and loosening her clothes. "Everyday, I was thinking about you. I couldn't forget the way you felt under me, how cute you looked all shy for me."

Pulling himself away from her neck, Goku looked down at Y/n's face, at the way she writhed beneath him, her lashes wet with need. "I couldn't get you out of my mind, but now you're all mine. And I don't like sharing."