Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Attracting Son Gohan ❯ One-Shot

Attracting Son Gohan

by Yaselle

Hi there! If some of you had read my esca fic, I apologize for the delay in the updates, but that should be fixed soon: the chapter's almost finished I'm just having problems with the very end of it. So rather than going crazy over the damn chapter I decided to write something else, namely this. I have no idea why I've wrote a Gohan/Videl fic being they aren't even my favorite couple (not that I dislike them or anything) and I'm even more clueless to why I've wrote a lemon me that have said I wouldn't dare myself into one. Guess I've read too much of those. Go figures! Hope it isn't too bad. As always comments are appreciated. Thanks.

Videl stood in front of the full-length mirror of her bedroom. Trying to look pretty sure didn't sounded like her, but then again, a lot have changed in her life since she have met Son Gohan. Tonight was the prom dance, a place she would have sworn, not so long ago, that no one would see her. Another thing that Gohan had influenced. Gohan, in his naive manner, hadn't understand her wills to stay as far away from the gym, transformed for the night in dance room, as possibly. There was a dance for the graduate students, they were graduate students therefore it was only logical that they go! He couldn't understand otherwise. She hadn't planned on going but she'd be damned if she'd let Gohan go there without her. That would be the perfect occasion for way to many girls to hang all around him. No way girls! Son Gohan was hers and if she had to go to some stupid school dance then she guessed she'd have to go. The two friends had come much closer recently, and their training session had turned into steamy kissing sessions more than once. But weirdly enough, at least to her, Gohan despite his passionate attitude at those moments, never went further and left her with an ache for something more that would soon need conclusion.

Glancing at her reflection in the mirror, Videl smiled. She sure looked good. But that was to be expected considering Bulma had help her chose the damn dress. So many hours suffering in the hot sun, being dragged from shop to shop endlessly, there better had to give some results. And results she got. The dress was exactly what she had wanted. It was clenching to practically every curse of her upper body like a second skin, leaving her arms bare, draped tightly around her hips and from there hung in a corolla to the floor. It was sexy enough to ensure Gohan wouldn't leave her sigh, but still classy enough so she didn't looked out of place.

On the first floor of the house, Videl could hear her father pace in the living room. He was happy she was going to the dance, something about keeping out the public interested in their so wonderful family, but he had been a bit deceived when she had hold her point of not seeing him there. He would have made one of his speech that would have putted her to shame, now that she knew the truth, but more than that, she was meeting Gohan directly there and she knew farewell that the sigh of her with Gohan would have pushed her father in an other kind of show. That she absolutely didn't want. Gohan was probably the best thing that even happened to her, she did wanted her father to spoil it all.

Giving another glance to the pretty woman smiling at her in the mirror, she frowned lightly. Her father might as well figure it out just about now. She didn't dressed like this for the fun of it, and her father might make the connection. Let's just hope he wouldn't.

Making her way down the stairs, she stopped by the living room to greet her father, not that he would have let her go out without giving her the check-up not to mention the speech that when along with it. 'You're the daughter of the world champion... bah bah bah...' Don't get her wrong, she loved her father, she just wasn't blind about what he was anymore. He wasn't anymore a hero to her eyes, but more like a man with his good and bad points that she cared a lot about.

"Daddy?"

Hercule rushed by her side in no time and crushed her in his arms. Or so would he have if she hadn't been training with Gohan lately. She was getting quite stronger with his teaching.

"Oh my Videl! You're so beautiful. It shows that you are a Satan, really." and he nodded as approving what he said himself.

"Thanks dad. Can you can let go of me?"

"Oh sorry Videl."

While releasing her, Hercule gave her the proud father look. Videl leaned forward giving him a peck on the check before backing up and heading for the door. That's when Hercule seemed to finally realize what his precious daughter had on.

"Videl! You don't really intent on going out like this? Put on some clothes!"

Videl, having expected this, turned around resigned.

"I have clothes on dad."

Hercule made frantic moves on his hands.

"You can't be serious! You're... you're half-naked! You'll catch a cold."

"Look dad, I'm not 'half-naked' as you put it, my arms are bare that's all. Beside, all girls tonight will be wearing stuff like this."

"Not you Videl! You're the daughter of the world champion, you have to think about your reputation!"

That infuriated her.

"Dad I'm going like this and that's final. I'm my own person you know!"

Slamming the door close behind her, she hurried toward the car her father had agree to pass her for the night. She was just putting on the gas when she heard her father screaming at her from porch of the house something about 'That's because of this hellion freak, isn't it?'.

It didn't take long to reach Orange Star School. Parking the car, she made her way to the English class, where Gohan and her had agree to meet. Reaching destination, she saw that she wasn't the first one there as Gohan was already there standing in the hall with two bimbos trying to get the best of him. As soon as he picked up her ki, Gohan looked at her with an 'help me' look.

Videl was more than happy to oblige. She spinned Gohan around, freeing him from the two protesting women while securing her own arm around his.

"Hey!" whined the two women.

Videl gave them the scary look.

"Back off! He's with me."

Not bothering to look at them any longer she dragged Gohan toward the gym.

"Thanks Videl. I really didn't knew what to do out there."

Stopping, Videl looked at him to see him scratching the back of his neck in that manner only a Son could do, while flashing her his trademark smile. Her heart did a triple-flip.

"It was nothing." mumbled Videl as she took in the appearance of her friend.

She didn't know why, but she had expected Gohan to feel akward in a suit. He seemed to like his clothes loose and comfy rather than tight fitting. But tonight, he seemed completely at ease in the suit. He was incredibly eye-catching. Not that she liked him more like this. To her liking nothing could be better on him than his training gi, but still the suit gave him a totally knew look and he looked... sexy. Yeah, sexy was definitely the word. Good thing she came. Girls, sure as hell, were bound to climb all over him tonight.

Detaching her gaze from his she made her way to the ballroom with Gohan close by. The gym sure didn't looked like one. Dark drapery has been pull over the walls, the floor has been given a makeover and a stage had been dress-up. The ambiance was good. Maybe she'd manage to pass a not so horrible night.

Dragging once again Gohan behind, she greeted the ones she knew and ignored the sneak comments said about her and Gohan. It wasn't as if she could deny anything when she knew her feelings for the guy.

The music was nice so she decided that since she was there, she might as well dance. Stand on the side and drink punch all night long, wasn't exactly her kind. But when she made through the dance floor, she felled something, or more like someone, holding her back. Spinning around, ready to give Gohan the 'what's your problem, that's what we came for?' attitude she freezed as his look of pure apprehension, not to say terror.

"What?" did she ask with much more gentleness than she intended at first.

Gohan chewed on his bottom lip while giving glance all around. "Well, you see... I don't... really know how to do this... stuff, so... maybe..."

Videl gave an understanding look.

"You don't know how to dance."

Gohan scratched his neck, giving a sheepish smile kinda like a little boy who've been caught with hand in the biscuit pot. "Yeah."

Videl took his hand and lead him to the dance floor, or at least tried.

"Come on, Gohan. It's not hard, I'll show you."

Hesitating, Gohan let her lead him.

After a short while, Videl realized that Gohan really wasn't a natural dancer. He was rather anachronic and sure shifted lot of wind around. She didn't care much, in fact she was rather happy with it. People around let them a lot of space, since they were afraid of landing on their but like Sharpner because of a flying arm, and she had taken notice than part of the girls that had been looking at Gohan when he arrived seemed to have lost interest in him after seeing his dancing skills. So being that, they danced together, or at least as close to each other than security could allow, for a good two hours, before the first slow started playing. Gohan immediately looked at her expectedly and she obliged. The worst that could happen would be that he stepped on her foot, ne?

But he didn't. He seemed to have extremely conscience of her body as kept her very close. Her upper body was pressed against his and she had the face hidden in the crook of his neck. She could feel his wonderful smell. He smelled like vaster space, of cold mountains springs and something else that was incredibly addictive and masculine. Leaning closer, she pressed her face harder against his shirt and breathed in deeply. She could stay like this for the rest of the night. Breathing of him with his strong warm arms embracing her and pressing her closer to him while his breath caressed the base of her own neck. This was perfect.

Of course, the dance ended way to soon to her liking. From that moment disco and slow alterned, and Videl took every opportunity to press herself against him. After a while of this, however, she just wanted out. She wanted to be somewhere alone with Gohan, not on that crowded dance floor. So when the music volume diminished to play another slow, she leaned closer to Gohan to speak in his ears.

"Gohan, what do you say we get out of here?"

Gohan looked at her unsure. "Wouldn't it seem rude to leave now?"

Videl sighed loudly. "Gohan! We've been here for almost four hours. A lot of people have already left in case you haven't realize."

Glancing around, Gohan realized she was saying true. "Oh, ok then."

In no time they were outside, breathing the night breeze. Gohan turned to her.

"I guess that's it then. I'll escort you home."

Videl frowned, unhappy. Didn't the baka want to spend some time with her?

"It's not that late Gohan. We could go somewhere to... " what could they do? Didn't Gohan knew he was suppose to make the move? She might consider herself an independent woman, but she'd be more than glad to let him lead on on this. "...watch the stars or something ..."

"Watch the stars?"

"Yeah, why not?"

"Oh ok." Gohan seemed to think for a while before he grinned. "I know where! There's this great place not too far away from home!" His smile then turned down. "Maybe you'd prefer something closer."

"No, no! Whatever place you have in mind is fine, Gohan." She paused giving a glance at her state of dress. "You'll have to carry me, thought."

"Carry you! Why?!"

"Because I'm in a dress, baka!" That and because that way he'd have to hold her tight.

"Oh. I guess it makes sense, yeah."

In less than a millisec, he took her in his arms and literally flew to whatever place he had in mind.

The place Gohan brought her to was beautiful. It was a mass of rocks at the top of which there was a platform large enough for a family picnic. At the bottom, there was a lake the size of an olympic pool. Sand was boarding one side of the lake while the other sides were taken over by vegetation that rapidly grew dense. They could heard some birds singing in the night sky. Forest was all around the place, a forest Gohan had assure her, where there wasn't any real predator if they wanted to take a walk or something later on.

Wanting to see that see-through water more closely, she jumped off the rocks to land firmly on the sand. Gohan was gone to get some wood to make fire of, since the weather had started to cool off. She had protested they could both keep themselves warm by raising their ki, but he had insisted saying it wouldn't be long.

Stripping out of her shoes, her toes curled when they came in contact with the cold water. It probably was nice to swim in there in daylight, but at night the water was freezing. Hearing a faint noise behind she turned to see some sort of squirrel by her discarded shoes. As soon as the creature saw she was looking, it runs off in the forest but not before taking one of her shoe with it!

Letting out an outraged cry she chased the offending little thing. That creature however soon disappeared in the darkening night, and Videl realized she hadn't any idea where the lake was anymore. She hadn't run long, but she had run fast and covered quite an amount of ground. How to find her way back there? She could fly over the trees to see her way back, but as soon as she tried, her dress got stuck in branches so she forgot that option. For the moment her dress was dirty but nothing else. There wasn't any point in deliberately ruining it. She thought of her options and realized the simplest thing would probably be to search for Gohan's ki. He was coming here a lot from what he said, so he had to know his way out of here. Gohan was most probably back at the lake now. She tried to locate Gohan to feel that he was really close to her, so close that he had to be... she turned around to look directly in Gohan's eyes.

Relieve for having found her savior so easily didn't last long. Looking at Gohan more closely in the moonlight, she could see the far-away look of his eyes. They were darker than they usually were, shining with a barely restrained passion, his features were set in a dark frown, almost primal nothing like the innocent Gohan she was used to. He was breathing deeply, rhythmically and was emitting a sound that she identified as a growl. She stepped back.

What was wrong with him? She started breathing more deeply herself, realizing this Gohan scared her a bit. Fear, but also something else. Anticipation? Excitement? Hard to say. This scheme seemed familiar somehow, and she tried to steady her breathing pattern and concentrate to figure out why. And then she remembered. She had learn about Saiyan from Gohan himself, but he wasn't really fond in speaking of it. Bulma had filled the blank. She had told some stories to her about her own relation with the Saiyan Prince. How things have been. What to expect.

This... this was The Hunt.

Gohan came closer to her, grasping a handful of her hair and breathing deeply, soundly. He growled. He pinched her face in his strong hands, brushing nose with her, looking at her directly in the eyes. He kissed her hard, longly, never parting lips. His gestures weren't smooth, but he wasn't too rough either.

"This is your only chance. Run."

And he released her. Stepping back, he let her plenty of space to submerge herself in the forest. His entire attitude told her he was filled with raging passion. He wouldn't let her too much time. She had better make good use of it.

Shacking herself out of her freezed state, she dove in the black forest. The long dress was in her way. She'd never manage to run from Gohan like this. Having completely forgot that a couple of minutes ago she had dismissed any actions that would lead to the destruction of her beautiful gown, she stopped by a bush and tried to rip off the bottom of her dress at mid-tight length. Nothing. She pulled harder. Still nothing:the damn fabric wasn't giving up. Why? In movies clothe always ripped when pulled on. She created a small ki blast and shortened the dress with it. Once her legs free she started running for good, trying to get as far away from Gohan as possible.

She knew this was in vain, that Gohan was much stronger than her and would catch her in a millisec if he used all of his abilities. But she didn't really wanted to escape. She had found it kind of barbarian when Bulma had told her of The Hunt. She hadn't understood the older woman who had called it 'exciting'. What was exciting about running bare footed in a dark moist forest, had been beyond her comprehension. Now she understood. This was the confirmation that her feelings were returned. Gohan was answering to them in his own way. She could feel a warm already spreading through her body, in particular in a secret place in her bottom half that had been left unsatisfied more than once before. Gohan loved her, he loved her enough to want to prove her that he was worthy, that he could and would protect her. Tonight Gohan would do it. Tonight Gohan would make her his, would make her scream his name, would make her experience what she had longed for without knowing exactly what it was.

Videl shocked her head. Those kind of thought were distracting her not to mention that her arousal must make her easier to find. Saiyans had strong smelling sense, that she remembered. Right now, she had to focus on hiding from him. Soon, Gohan would give her what she wanted, but for the moment it was up to her to make sure he got what he wanted. And he wanted her to run.

Videl ran for quite a while. Gohan had to have started his search now. Her legs were a bit woody being that running through the forest wasn't like walking in the street. She had tried to sense for his ki two times but haven't felled anything. He had to keep it low so she wouldn't know where he was. That was also a good sign for her. You have to raise your own ki a bit to feel for others. He wasn't using that to find her. He was probably using her smell to track her. She had to get rid of it or change it, but how? Before she could come to any solution, she had a small, very small noise of branch cracking to her left. Animals in here were to small to crack branch. Gohan was close.

Knowing he was on the left, she hurried on the right, half-looking forward half-looking over her shoulder to watch for his appearances. She hurried, her legs seeming to have recovered full strength as the need to get away made itself feel. And she smacked directly in something hard. Damn. That was the third tree she crashed in tonight. Stepping back, she passed around the tree, still glancing over her shoulder to smack again into something, but the feel was quite different this time. She knew it was Gohan. She made a 180, ready to start running again to be stopped after two feets by two powerful arms lifting her off the ground. Her protestation scream was mused by Gohan's hard lips on hers.

Still kissing her, he pushed her on her back, landing on soft grass. The second Gohan's lips had touched hers, she had let go of any idea of running. Bulma had told her Saiyans liked their mate to fight until the very end, but she just couldn't find in her the willpower to fight back when he was giving her what she longed for. Her fingers locked in his wild hair and she moaned in her throat as the kiss deepened.

Gohan then retracted his lips from hers and traced her lips with his tongue before speaking in a low, almost disgusted voice.

"Who would have thought you'll give me such a poor fight?"

The words somehow manage to enter her mind.

"What?!?"

She was furious. All sensuous sensations gone, she just wanted to smack his arrogant smile.

"I should have expected that from a weak human, I suppose."

"You... you little pompous... let me go!... arrogant jackass... I said let me go!" Videl screamed while fighting against his hold.

Gohan didn't let go of her of course. He just looked at her with a sufficient smile and lowered his head to kiss her. Videl was so furious, that this time when lips touched, all she thought was that she wanted those lips off. She shacked head frankly on both side, tried to retract but Gohan's lips weren't letting go, so she did the only thing that she could think off that would remove his insupportable smirk: she bit him.

Gohan effectively let go of her mouth with a small growl. Keeping his eyes on her, he passed his tongue on his lips, tasting the blood she had drawn from him. His gaze darkened as he leaned on the furious woman still debating herself beneath him.

"So... you still got some fire after all." A smirk spreaded slowly on his face. "This is interesting."

And he bended down to kiss her again. She kept her lips tightly sailed. His probing tongue kept on playing upon hers and when he realized she wasn't gonna let him in, he started tracing pattern on her skin. His lips and tongue slowly made their way through her ear, where he bit lightly on her earlobe, kissing his way down her jaw. There he traced a wet trail down her neck to the top of her remaining dress.

Videl was trying hard to get away, but Saiyan blood was giving Gohan unfair advantage on her. She stopped trying to push against his chest to try rolling on the side instead, just to have Gohan take both of her wrists in one hand and pint them above her head. She almost couldn't move anymore. Just the way his lips where going on her skin made her blood boil. The bastard was gonna get what he wanted even if she was dead furious against him! Gosh! How soft and hard, all at the same time, were his lips. Her skin burned where he had touched her. She forced herself to repeat indefinitely in her head his offensive words to keep herself from giving in.

In the meanwhile, Gohan had started tucking at her dress. He was kissing all around the edge of it, while his free hand traveled and workened her body over her clothes. At one point, he backed up a bit, releasing some of his weight from her. She kicked him with the leg he had freed in his movement, but it didn't seemed to faze him at all. He just licked his lips once before ripping effortlessly her dress from top to bottom in one motion. Videl shouted at him and Gohan took the opportunity to plunge his tongue in her mouth. Videl's protestation were strangled in her throat.

How was she suppose to continue to fight him back when he had his tongue down her throat and that his fingers where doing incredible things to her aroused breasts? She tried unsuccessfully to bit his tongue. His lips were maintaining hers in place and well opened. Videl knew she was loosing the battle. His accusations still resounded in her head, but her body was speaking another language. Her back was arched to push her breast further in his hand and her free leg was bruising against his hips rather than trying to kick him off. She tried to kick him once more in an attempt to regain a bit of control over the whole situation. The conviction wasn't there and the results were poor, she doubted he had even felled it. When his hand leaved her breast, she moaned, ashamed at herself to feel so needy for his touch, but unable to stop herself from wanting more.

Her protestations soon become moans of ecstasy once more as the hand that had left her breast found it's way to her soaking panties. Gohan stroked her through the wet cloth and Videl saw stars starting dancing in front of her eyes. The motion wasn't soft, far from it. Gohan was stroking her hard, putting her clit on fire. If he did end this soon she'd burn like a cigarette from madness. She yelped in surprise, or would have had her mouth been free, when he ripped her panties off in an aggressive motion. His fingers caressed directly her waiting flesh. Thumb stimulating her clit, he pushed two fingers in her. Videl thought she was really going insane this time. His fingers barely entered her, keeping the claim of her virginity for later. As excited as she was, it didn't took long for her to experience her orgasm and screamed Gohan's name against his mouth.

He retired the fingers from her and brought them to his lips, licking them slowly without breaking eyes contact with the heavily breathing woman beneath him.

"Hmm. Taste good."

When Videl recovered a bit of her sense and saw him licking her cum off his fingers, she immediately started feeling hot again. She didn't knew why but the move was incredibly erotic. She brought the fingers to her lips and licked them clean herself, eyes full of passion fixed on Gohan. But when she tried to put him on his back, he tensed.

"No."

"Gohan just let me…"

"No."

She looked at him more closely, not understanding why he wouldn't want to experience the same bliss. And his eyes spoke for him. Tonight was all about him dominating her. There would be other times for her to play with him, but not tonight. She rested against the grass once more and tried to undo his pants. He wanted to control their lovemaking, fine, but either way he had to take those off. Gohan shifted out of her grasp for about one second and when he was back he was completely naked. Flesh against flesh. She liked the feel of that. Gohan kissed her roughly once before looking at her with his darkened eyes.

"Hold on tight."

It was all he said. The next thing she felled was that he had entered her in one swift thrust. The previous pleasure hadn't completely worn off yet and she barely felt pain when her barrier broke. She was already so well lubricated that if wasn't hard for him to move in her without pain despite his size. She was amazed as how well he filled her. She doubted any human was so well packaged. She didn't had time to make too much of those considerations before Gohan started thrusting in and out of her for good.

That's when his words penetrated her mind. He just had started thrusting and she was already having problems keeping up. She locked her legs tightly around his waist and secured her arms on his back, pressing herself as close to him as possible. Gohan was nothing but gentle, thought he wasn't ripping her apart thanks Kami. His thrusts were incredibly fast and deep. She could feel the pleasure build-up rapidly in her and heard her lover began to growl low in his throat as he increased his speed again and again. As much as she wanted to keep looking at him, she didn't seemed to be able to keep her eyes open. And eyes closed, she could focus even more on the sensations Gohan was creating within her. Gohan having left her mouth for her throat, she screamed his name in the night sky when her second orgasm that night hit her. All the time she was shacking from the force of her release, Gohan continued thrusting in and out of her, lapping and biting lightly at her neck. When the intense pleasure subsided a bit, she felled herself starting to build-up yet again. She was starting to wonder if she was sex-obsessed to come so easily or if Gohan was some sort of Sex God. From what she knew this was his first time as much as hers and Sweat Dendee was he talented! She smiled at the thought of how good it could become when they get more experienced. He sure would kill her from pleasure. Determined not to come without him this time, her hands went lower. Bulma had told her something about tail-spot being extremely sensitive. It better be true because she was nearing the edge again. When her fingers encountered something that felled like fur on the base of his back, she concentrated her efforts of the one spot, alterning pressing hard and petting. Having something to work on seemed to help her keep her nearing third orgasm in control, and she felt a satisfactory smile spread on her face when Gohan started growling louder, now thrusting at a speed no human could manage. Both lovers were overcome with the feel of each other and the energy they were creating in their primal lovemaking. Gohan bit down hard on Videl's neck while he emptied his seed deep in her womb. Thousand of images flashed in Videl's head at Gohan's move and without realizing she bitted her lover in return while her most violent orgasm of the night hit her.

Both Videl and Gohan stayed like this quite a while, breathing heavily. Gohan was the first one to recover and raised himself on his elbows not wanting to crush Videl with the weight of him muscular body, though she had handled it earlier. Still trying to steady her breathing, Videl gazed in Gohan's eyes, which had return to their normal state, the crazy wild look of them was gone. She glanced at the side of his neck where she could see the bleeding mark she must have given him moments ago. They were mates. Gohan was hers forever now. She smiled. That seemed to relieve Gohan, which look turn a bit less worried.

"I haven't hurt you Videl?"

Videl wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him her biggest smile.

"No you haven't hurt me Gohan. That was incredible."

Gohan still seemed worried.

"Maybe. But you haven't planned on this happening tonight."

"No that's true." What more could she tell him?

"We should have talk about this before, ask you permission to do this. I don't want you to fear me Videl."

"I'm not afraid of you baka. I told you: this was incredible. I don't regret it Gohan. Do you?"

"Me?" he seemed surprise she'd ask. "It's you that concerned me Videl. I mean what are we now toward each other?"

Videl laughed lightly and touched his wound on the neck. "I believe we are mates."

Gohan looked at her directly, a serious look on, and then the worried expression slowly disappear to be replaced by an hesitant smile.

"Yes, mates." He paused. "And you're ok with this?"

"Gohan, anything that get us together is fine with me."

Gohan embraced her tight then lifted her in his arms, picking up the remaining of their clothes, and flew them to the lake. Tonight they would sleep in each other's arms and so would they for the rest of their life. There would be issue to be dealt with in the morning with both their families, but for tonight they were only two lovers that finally had found each other at last.