Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Nine & half Weeks...DBZ Style ❯ Time Is At Hand ( Chapter 6 )

Author's Note: As a reminder, this is an alternate universe story, and it could be some out of character-ness (hey, I made up a word!), and there is a lemon alert also…so be warned! I also want to thank so many of the readers out there who took the time to make a review; it means so much to me!

Thanks to Meliza Mac for beta-reading!

9 ½ weeks… DBZ Style

Written by Gokusgirl

Chapter Six: Time is at hand

The sound of birds chirping in a nearby tree awoke Bulma, and she slowly stretched for the morning. Rising her arms above her head she yawned lightly, Bulma thought to herself that being at Goku's place was so serene, and she didn't have to worry about someone discovering them. And alternating their rendezvous was a perfect idea…two days at her place, and two days at his a week was quite satisfying, and it didn't draw any suspicions.

She turned over to look at her Saiyan lover, who had his back to her snoring. His wide muscular back dropped and rose with every breath, and she noticed he was in a deep slumber.

Chills ran up her spine as she recounted last night's events. He'd had her against the ropes. It seemed like every time they did it, he got better and better at it. Hell, Goku was awakening places on her body she didn't even know existed. And he just wouldn't quit! She had to beg him to stop earlier that morning, he was wearing her out! It was a wonder…she never thought she was multi-orgasmic until now; and the ones Goku gave her were so intense…

She wiggled over closer to his sleeping form, pressing her naked body softly against his. Running her hand lightly up and down his thick tan arm, she began to kiss his back gently. Bulma decided to initiate the sex this morning for once. She found that for weeks now, she would sometimes awake with Goku exploring her body, or kissing her all over, jump-starting her to another round of mind-blowing sex. It wasn't that he was overly eager; he just wanted her that much. Waking up to find him still asleep was a first, maybe she worn him out as well.

Goku stirred a little as he slowly began to awaken, feeling Bulma's soft lips on his back. She felt him move, and she pressed her breasts closer to his torso, her leg laying across his, sliding it up and down his calf sensually.

He rolled over, pinning her beneath him as he nuzzled her neck, purring deeply. That was one thing Bulma had grown fond of, his content purr. He would make that noise after sex, or if he was really getting turned on. And to his knowledge, he was never aware that he made any sounds at all. But it was sexy, and to Bulma it was the sound of pure satisfaction.

His hard hot body covered hers as his kisses reached from her neck to her chin, and he playfully nipped her there. She let out a ragged breath, her hands slowly working up and down his back, occasionally grasping his tight behind. He pressed his hips deeply into hers, causing his arousal to dig into the pit of her stomach.

"Is there anything else we haven't tried?" Goku grumbled as he continued to kiss her neck again. There was Bulma's opportunity…there was one little thing she wanted him to do. She smirked as he looked up at her, his eyes full with desire. They finally kissed, and it was deep and demanding. When they broke, she still continued to smile back at him, her heart racing as she began to speak.

"I want…" Bulma said in a sultry tone, her hands running in his hair.

"…Yes?" Goku asked, as he began to grin.

"I want…you…to go down on me." Goku raised a curious eyebrow. Bulma blushed and turned her head.

"It's not that I don't want to do it," Goku spoke as he took his hand and turned her face back to his. "I just don't' know what going down means."

"Well…you kiss me, down there…" Bulma said, her cheeks feeling hot with embarrassment. Goku rose up a little, and looked down at the beautiful body pressed against him, and then back at her. "You know…where you put it." Goku's expression lit up, as he now understood. His grin widened mischievously.

"Oh…there!" Goku said brightly. Bulma nodded, and sighed with relief. Goku started to shift himself down a little, kissing her firm breasts as he went. "Alright…"

He stayed at her breasts for a while, nibbling and licking her nipples until they were hard and tingly. Then he would lightly blow on them, casing Bulma to whelp in sheer pleasure. Slipping under the covers, he kissed her flat stomach, his tongue lazily lapping at her navel, making her arch her back up. Bulma raised her head up to watch him, but Kami…it was too much! Her breathing was erratic and her hands were still in his hair, raking through the silky dark mane in a heated manner. She wanted him to get down to her heat so badly…you would have thought I had enough, Bulma thought as she watched him pull the covers back as his head ventured further below. Bulma opened her legs, and Goku grabbed each thigh and slowly pulled them apart, settling himself down between them. Bulma started to buck her hips as he began lightly kissing her curly mound. Her body seemed to ignite as he got closer and closer to her sweetness, and she felt like she was going insane. Her mouth was wide open and dry, and she began to mumble but no sounds came from her. She spread her legs further apart as she silently begged him to end his torture. Suddenly his lips touched her outer folds, his tongue running up and down them slowly.

"Ahhh!" Bulma cried out as her head crashed back into the pillows, her hands pulling in his hair. She instinctively humped her hips up against his face, wanting more. She felt his hand on her, spreading her folds apart, finding her engorged nub. As he lightly began to kiss it, Bulma's body jolted, her legs trying to spread even further apart.

Goku's inexperience in this area wasn't going to get the best of him. He inhaled deeply and purred so loudly that for once he finally heard himself. Her sweet musky smell filled his senses, and as he kissed her clit, he licked his lips, savoring the taste of her. Her constant squirming was making him lose his concentration, so with his free hand he grabbed her waist, hoping he could keep her still. With his full attention back on her womanhood, he couldn't understand at first why she requested such a thing. But upon gazing at her hot orifice, he realized it was truly beautiful. It was truly the sacred part of the woman's body, and he wanted to worship it always.

"Goku…p-please…" Bulma whimpered, drawing him out of his trance. "Don't look at it."

"Why not?" Goku chuckled. "I can't look at something I have to kiss?"

"It's…just that…" Bulma said, never looking at him. "It's so ugly." Goku frowned.

"You're wrong," Goku stated, his lips brushing across her clit again, causing her to jump. "Nothing that gives you this much pleasure could never be ugly."

"You give me pleasure," Bulma said finally staring down at him. "Please…give it to me, now."

Goku never looked up as his fingers began to invade her entrance, making Bulma lose all train of thought. "As you wish…" He growled, before closing his mouth over her throbbing flesh, his tongue darting all over her fiery clit. Bulma cried out again, her body stiffening. He didn't realize he'd get that sort of a response from her, but as he tested the waters, he began to see what got her hot and what made her crazy for more.

He would lick lightly, which would cause Bulma to moan and hiss with frustration. When he began to lap harder, deeper, and faster, the reaction was totally different. Her hips shook and her cries were loud and incoherent. His fingers that still dipped into her were now drenched in her own juices.

How can he be this good at everything? Bulma thought as she thrashed her head on the pillows. One of her hands left his hair, and slid up her body to her mouth. She put a finger inside her mouth and bit down hard; preventing herself from screaming from the pleasure Goku was giving her.

Goku carefully caught her clit between his teeth, and this tongue ran across it in an up and down motion, making Bulma to finally let out her suppressed screams. The vibrations of his purring ricocheted off her body, making the sensations amplify even greater. Bulma's legs suddenly clamped around Goku's neck, drawing him closer to her. He let go of her clit, and his tongue ran down to her hungry entrance. He replaced his fingers with his tongue down there, slowly snaking it into her, and then withdrawing. He pressed his face as close as he could to her opening, and entered his tongue into her again, sticking it in as far as he could. His free hand had already begun to massage her clit, pushing her closer and closer to the point of no return.

"Oh, yesss Goku!" Bulma shouted, her back and hips arching up frantically. Before she could take another breath, her release came, racking her body with vicious tremors. Goku felt her left leg shake violently, and he felt the contractions of her release squeeze his tongue as she suddenly became still. Her juices instantly exploded from her, nearly drowning him. He quickly lapped up what he could, noting that it tasted so sweet. When her cries grew quieter, and her legs finally relaxed around his neck, he came up for air, licking his lips. He looked up at Bulma, who was trembling with the last remaining effects of her release. Her eyes were closed; one hand thrown over her head and the other was now resting on his shoulder. He slid her legs off his shoulders, and crawled back up between her legs, and he positioned himself against her, sliding in with one gentle movement. Bulma finally came to, and opened her eyes with the sensation of him filling her, and she groaned.

"I'm too tired, Goku…" Bulma whispered in protest, but she quickly wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Then let me wake you." Goku growled as he kissed her. Bulma kissed him back hungrily, enjoying the taste of her on his lips. She broke the kiss to roll her head back, her eyes drawing shut as he slowly made sweet love to her. Goku sensed how relaxed and euphoric she was, and he liked it much better when she was vocal. He gave her an unexpected hard thrust, making her grunt but she never opened her eyes. He did it again, this time giving her two very hard thrusts. She squealed loudly and suddenly opened her eyes, the expression on her face read 'it's too soon!' He gave her a smirk, as he leaned down to kiss her again, and he began to pump in and out of her more intensely than the first two times. Bulma gasped and held on to Goku, her hands wrapped around his back. She didn't even realize she was digging her fingers into his skin, leaving bloody scratches as she went. Her release was slowly building, and he could sense it. He continued plunging in her until they both felt their climaxes reach the highest levels of pleasure they ever knew, leaving them both numb with exhaustion.

Goku rolled to his side, placing her on his chest. His content purr rolled in the back of his throat as he ran his hand along her sides, giving Bulma the shivers. She brushed her hair away from her face as she looked up at him, biting her bottom lip.

"I have to go now." Bulma whispered to him, her voice cracking as if she wanted to cry. He hated when she did this…

"So soon?" Goku replied, pulling her closer to him. She pressed a protesting hand to his chest, pushing him away from her. She jumped up, throwing her legs over the edge of the bed as she wobbly stood. She turned around and looked at Goku who was sitting up, the sheet partially covering his glorious body. His eyebrows were forked with confusion.

"What are we doing?" Bulma asked.

"What?" Goku asked with agitation.

"What are we doing!"

"Well…we were having sex. But now, we're not."

"Goku…I meant why does this keep happening?"

"Bulma…isn't it obvious, because it feels good, that's why it keeps happening." Bulma sucked her teeth, snatching up the sheet that laid on Goku, wrapping it around herself. "Why do you get so mad afterward? And why do you always get the sheet?"

"Goku," Bulma said as she sat down on the bed, her tone sounding calmer, and serious. "This is an affair." Goku raised and eyebrow, wondering what she was driving at.

"An affair?" Goku asked.

"Yes, an affair."

Goku sighed and leaned back against the headboard. "Okay…I can live with that."

"Well I can't! I don't have affairs!" Bulma screeched.

"Well try it, you might like it!" Goku snapped. Bulma threw her hands into the air as she made an exasperated sigh.

"There's no use talking to you!" Bulma shouted as she stood, looking for her clothes.

"Bulma…one minute you want me, the next you're yelling at me…what is wrong with you?" Goku argued.

"What's wrong with me? Oh, nothing at all…I've just been having sex with my best friend's fiancé for the last six weeks that's all! What seems to be wrong with you, huh? You like screwing your best friend's girlfriend?" Bulma said in an excited flustered breath.

"I thought we discussed this before," Goku said as he got up, stretching. "We were doing this so I could learn, and now it's gotten…" His words trailed off, not sure how to finish.

"It's gotten what, Goku?" Bulma said as she walked up to him, waiting for his answer. A confused look fell across his face, realizing that he was as clueless about what they were doing as well. "…I just don't know what the problem is, that's all."

"This is our problem!" Bulma said as she pointed at the bed. "And it's got to stop!"

"You weren't asking me to stop this morning, or the night before that or the night before that," Goku shrugged as he crossed his arms across this chest. "I guess you want me to stop when it's convenient for you, huh?"

"That is not fair!" Bulma shouted angrily pointing her index finger in his chest. "You get a lot out of what we do too, it's not just one-sided!"

"I love it when your nostrils flare up like that," Goku chuckled, quickly grabbing her and pulling her against his chest. "It makes me want to take you again."

"OH NO!" Bulma protested, squirming in his arms, trying to escape. "I have a full day today at work, and I can't be here spending it with you!"

"So this means you'll come back this evening?" Goku whispered, leaning down to kiss her neck. He lightly flicked his tongue across her salty skin, causing Bulma to quiver. She bit her lip to prevent herself from screaming, 'take me!' "I can't wait to do what I did you this morning again." Goku purred.

"Mmmmm…maybe," Bulma sighed as he finally kissed him on the lips. "I hate it when you make me skip the subject."

"And to think…" Goku murmured as he kissed her back. "I learned it all from you." Bulma's knees began to knock as he felt herself slipping back into his arms, but suddenly she regained her senses and pushed him away. She gave him an apologetic smile as she returned to picking up her clothes.

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Krillin slid over fifty feet before coming to a complete stop on the dusty ground. He was lying on his back, and he quickly regained his senses as he leapt to his feet, his teeth clenched tightly. He squinted his eyes, looking at his sparring partner, who was stood in front of him now, his hands on his hips, his laugh loud and mocking.

"Ha, ha, very funny Goku," Krillin said with sarcasm dripping from his voice.

"You didn't see that one coming, did you buddy?" Goku laughed as he smacked his leg.

"Man, you move too fast…you said you weren't going to use direct attacks today." Krillin said as he straightened his back, wincing in pain. "I'll kill you if you broke one of my ribs."

"You'll be alright man…let's take a break." Goku said as he sat under a nearby tree, laying back on the grass. He folded his hands under his head while his eyes drew shut. Krillin limped over and plopped down beside his lifelong friend, watching him slip into a deep sleep. He's never acted like this before, Krillin thought to himself. Laughing at someone's expense, especially if he's hurt them, and this is about the third break we've had today…

"How's Chichi?" Krillin asked, wiping the sweat off his brow.

"Doing great." Goku answered, never opening his eyes.

"That's good…so how's Bulma?"

Goku's eyes snapped open, and he lifted his head up, staring back at Krillin puzzlingly. He lowered his eyes and rested his head back down again, feeling his face grow hot with the question, and he gulped. Determined not to give anything away, he thought quickly for an appropriate answer.

"I guess she's alright." Goku replied nonchalantly.

"You know, you were never good at lying," Krillin said with a chuckle. Goku looked up at him again. "Goku…are we still best friends?"

"Of course we are Krillin," Goku said as he finally sat up, realizing Krillin wasn't going to drop the subject. "Why do you ask?"

"Because…you know how Bulma's doing. You know very well how she's doing. And I can't believe you've kept this from me."

"What are you talking about?" Goku asked excitedly, mortified with what his friend was telling him. "What am I keeping from you?"

"You know…you and Bulma." Krillin said matter-of-factly. "When I had my party last month, I came up to the house to use the bathroom, and it was occupied…" Krillin's words trailed off, not wanting to embarrass Goku any further. He watched the blood leave from Goku's face, and he jaw was unhinged with shock.

"…You heard?" Goku said in a whisper.

"Everything." Krillin said folding his arms. "How long as this been going on?"

Goku stood, dusting off his pants lightly. He seemed as if he was in a trance as he suddenly began to pace. What should he tell his friend, and what would he think of him?

Next Chapter: Discussions of the future, newfound revelations.