Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Lesson In Humility ❯ Chapter Five ( Chapter 5 )

A/N: Thanks to Ember Maxximus & Meliza Mac for beta-reading! ~_^

A Lesson In Humility Written by gokusgirl

Chapter Five

A head full of tousled raven locks emerged from behind the canvas as he studied the stunningly beautiful model lying across the satin sheets, which had been loosely draped over the couch. He smiled as his onyx eyes appreciatively wandered over every delicate and supple curve of the woman's figure, already feeling his body respond to her nakedness. The model raised her head up and grinned slowly as she noted the hazed expression on the artist's face.

"Don't move Gwen," Goten said in a gravelly tone as he smiled back at her.

"I'm not," The woman purred. "Just what are you painting now?"

"Your breasts," Goten said seductively as he glanced back at the canvas, the tip of the paintbrush swirling in circular motions at the breasts he had painted. "What color do you think your nipples should be?"

"Gee, I don't know…" Gwen said biting her lip as she cupped both of her breasts, heaving them up as she looked down at them. Goten's head snapped back as he caught a glimpse of her touching herself. She took her left hand and slid down to her nipple, giving it a playful pinch with her thumb and forefinger. The woman moaned loudly, her gaze returning to Goten as she rolled the nipple around with her finger. "I think it should be a dusky pink…what do you think?"

"I think you're right." Goten muttered, his eyes fixed on her hands.

"But what color do you want to paint…" The woman said huskily as she spread her legs wide, throwing one agile limb over the armrest of the couch as she exposed her nether regions. "…This?"

"Gwen," Goten raggedly breathed as he set his paintbrush down. "You know I'll have to have a sample of that in order to decide."

"Then what are you waiting for?" She smiled evilly.

Goten never intended on getting involved with Gwen; he had made a strict promise to himself when he began painting nude models to never to fuck them. But Gwen was something else…she was demanding and sexy as hell, not to mention that during her first time posing for him she decided to masturbate in front of him, seducing him right from the start.

Goten crossed the floor to the couch, leaning forward to kiss Gwen hungrily, his heated mouth trailed down her neck, and collarbone, his hands grabbing her plump breasts as she squealed. He didn't spend much time on them, giving them a quick lapping as his tongue ventured lower across her stomach to the hairless folds of her moist womanhood. Gwen gripped a handful of his hair, hissing as she felt his tongue bathe her deliciously. Goten wasn't even into the third lick when he heard his intercom buzz.

"Don't stop....!" Gwen mewed desperately as she put her legs around his shoulders. Goten gently pushed her legs off and stood as he wiped his mouth off with the back of his hand.

"Sorry babe," Goten said with a sigh. "As much I as want to…I gotta take this. It may be a client."

"Or another model to eat out?" Gwen said angrily as she stood and pulled her robe on.

"Gwen…you better watch your mouth." Goten warned.

"No Goten…" Gwen said pointing a finger in his chest. "You better watch your mouth!" She stalked off into the bathroom, slamming the door as hard as she could.

Not letting the argument faze him, Goten ran over to the intercom and switched it on at the fourth ring. "Hello?"

"Goten, it's me," Trunks said impatiently. "I've buzzed you four times…what are you doing?"

"Hey dude…I'm painting a model today. What's up?"

"Buzz me up…I'll explain it to you when I get upstairs."

"What a raw deal," Goten said shrugging his shoulders as he leaned against the doorframe to the kitchen. "But it could have been worse."

"What do you mean it could have been worse?" Trunks said slamming his glass down on the counter. "They're making me pay for the damn condo!"

"And you have the money to cover it," Goten added matter-of-factly. "So, stop acting like a whiny baby!"

"A whiny…!" Trunks started, pointing a finger at his longtime friend. "This is your fault, you know!"

"My fault?"

"If you hadn't seen Marron at The Oasis, none of this would have happened!"

"Okay…so I forced you into the threesome?" Goten said dubiously. "And I guess I made you take that ecstasy too, right?" Trunks never said a word as he turned his glare form Goten to the window. "Why don't you stop spreading the blame and own up to your actions for a change! Now I know what we did was a bit out there…but you've got to think about this optimistically."

"Optimistically? Am I supposed to be thrilled about paying an $180,000 lease on a place I'll never own?" Trunks said sarcastically.

"Man…you rich kids make me want to gag," Goten said shaking his head. "Think about your freedom…this will be like a bachelor pad for you…no one ever questioning what you're doing and who you're with…just be lucky that you have the funds to move, alright?"

Trunks slumped back into his chair, knowing what Goten said was right. "I'm sorry man." Trunks mumbled as he stood.

"Don't worry about it dude." Goten said slapping him on the shoulder. "You need any help moving in?"

"I have the moving van parked out front…but I forgot my CD player in my room…could you go back to the house and get it? I don't think I could face Mom right now."

"Sure, I'll go and get it for you, let me clean myself up first." Goten grabbed a towel that laid across the chair and began to wipe the spots of paint off his fingers when Gwen came out of the bathroom, fully clothed. She stormed into the kitchen, grabbing her purse that sat on the small kitchen table. "Leaving already?" Goten said with a cruel laugh as he nudged Trunks in his side.

"Fuck off Goten," Gwen said lewdly as she swung her purse over her right shoulder. "What's up Trunks?"

"Nothing much Gwen…you're looking better than ever I might add." Trunks said with a small smile.

"Well maybe you need to tell your buddy that, since he doesn't seem to notice." Gwen said heading for the front door.

"Call me later baby." Goten yelled out to her, but she never replied as she slammed the door shut.

As Goten approached the Brief's front door, he cleared his throat to prepare himself for whatever questions Bulma decided to throw at him concerning the previous night. He knew that Bulma always looked at him as a little angel and this really marred his reputation with her. But as determined as he was, he planned on working hard to get back into the Brief's' good graces. Goten rang the doorbell and heard someone walking up to the entrance. He put on his best smile as the door opened, the blood draining from his visage when he came face to face with Bra. Her expression at first was one of surprise; but then it faltered down to a cold stare; her eyes narrowing down to mere slits.

"What do you want?" Bra said crossly.

"Hiya Bra," Goten nervously replied as he scratched his head. "How are you?"

"I don't know," Bra said leaning into the door jam. "But I bet you know how Marron is doing!"

"Look Bra, I can explain about that…"

"Why are you here?" Bra interrupted. "Trunks has moved into the city."

"I know…he asked if I could come by and get something out of his room."

"What's that?"

"His CD player."

"Damn! I wanted that CD player!" Bra said stepping back from the door. Goten took it as an invitation and began to step inside. Bra noticed his advance, and stepped back into his path, with them now centimeters from each other. She looked up at him and saw his cheeks turn red with either excitement or embarrassment. She was so close to him now that the fresh smell of soap permeated her senses. "And just where do you think you're going?"

"I just want the CD player, and I'll go Bra." Goten said softly. Bra felt a sudden chill run up her spine when he said that; it sounded so sensual…so sexual. She sighed deeply and stepped aside, allowing him to enter. She followed him, the pair remaining quiet as they began to walk upstairs. He noticed how silent it was throughout the house.

"Where is everyone?" Goten asked as he walked into Trunks' old room.

"Mom and Dad went to the mall," Bra said folding her arms, watching him break the CD player down and place it in a cardboard box. She didn't know what came over her; she was supposed to be mad at Goten. No, FURIOUS at Goten. But here she was, ogling his body like it was the first time she ever seen a man before. She let out a small sigh as she noticed how the tight t-shirt pulled and stretched across his broad chest; the way he biceps retracted and contracted as he did his task, she was getting hot and bothered, then without even thinking she spoke, "Is that all you want?"

Goten looked up at her, a puzzled look on his face. "Huh?"

She couldn't believe she had said that, but she did. Bra gathered the courage to walk over to Saiyan, and smiled. "I said…is that all you want?" She repeated herself, hoping he would take the hint.

Goten stood up, and looked down at Bra closely. He slowly began to smile when he finally understood what she was saying, and stepped a bit closer to her. "No…there's something else I want."

"Too bad," Bra said smoothly, her father's trademark smirk curling up on her face. "Too late."

"Why?" Goten whispered.

"Because."

"Because why?"

"Because you fucked Marron," Bra said with a growl.

"But I've been with lots of ladies…why does it matter with her?'

"It matters because you did it with her and Trunks!"

"I did not have sex with Trunks…look we were both high on X-"

"I don't want to hear it!" Bra shot back as she turned to head out the door. Goten grabbed and spun her around, pulling her to him as he suddenly kissed her. Bra was a bit shocked at the kiss, but once she realized whom she was kissing, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body closer to his. Goten's hands slid down her back and cupped her hips, making her moan into his mouth. After a few intense minutes of heated kissing, Bra pushed away form him. They stood there catching their breath as they looked at each other.

"Do you know how long I wanted to do that?" Goten said with wonder in his voice.

"I hate you," Bra growled.

"There's no way you can hate me after that!" Goten spoke seriously. "I want you Bra."

"Too bad, you'll never have me." Bra replied.

"Bra…I'll do anything to be with you." Goten pleaded as he caressed her face. She slapped his hand away.

"Fine then…prove it." Bra said with her hand on her hips.

"What do I have to do?"

"Abstain." Bra simply said as she walked out the bedroom. Goten frowned as he grabbed the cardboard box and rushed out to follow her.

"Abstain? From what?" Goten asked.

"Abstain from all women…and you can have me."

"Hell I don't know what that word means." Goten laughed.

Bra stopped dead in her tracks and turned to face him. "Abstinence is when you don't have sex. Do you understand now?"

Goten nearly dropped the box out of his hand when she said that. Bra noticed his Adam's apple bob as he gulped deeply. "Well now…that can't be too hard…for how long?"

"Eight weeks."

"EIGHT WEEKS!!" Goten yelled, his eyes bulging. "You expect me to not touch another woman for that long?"

"But look at what you're getting," Bra purred, walking up to him, standing on her tip toes to press her breasts into his chest. He let out a small moan from the contact. "You're not going to want anybody else once you have me."

"I don't want anybody else now," Goten said deeply.

"We'll see…" Bra said as her hands slid down his chest, skimming over the front of his jeans. It didn't take much to find the bulge in his pants and she gave it a playful squeeze. "Just keep him under lock and key and I'll treat him really good. Okay?"

Goten nodded, almost feeling his knees give out from up under him as she rubbed his erection. Why did she make him feel pleasure ten fold like this? Was it because she was so forbidden to him all these years or was it that she was just that damn good?

"Good boy," Bra said licking her full lips. "Now, I'll know if you've been with someone…so don't try to be slick. I have just as much Saiyan blood in me as you do." She walked over to the door, and opened it for him. "See you later." Goten mutely walked out the door, only stopping for a second to look into those deep blue pools that drove him crazy with passion. He shrugged slightly, and exited feeling the air from the door as she slammed it shut. He didn't know if he could do it, abstaining from women for two whole months…but if it meant being in Bra's arms…he certainly was going to give it a try.