Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Second Chance for Love ❯ Scenes from a Shower ( Chapter 4 )

Author: Murasaki Rose
Email: murasaki_rose@dbzmail.com
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Title: Second Chance for Love
Genre: AU/Romance
Pairings: Goku/OC
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None
A/N: "text" = speech, 'text' = thought, --text-- = telepathy

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Part Four - Scenes From a Shower

A shaft of morning sunlight peeked through the window shades to rest upon the rooms sleeping occupants. Debra blinked her eyes sleepily and stretched alongside her mate. The thoroughly exhausted Son Goku made no sign of having noticed her movement. Smiling, she kissed his cheek before removing herself from his gentle embrace. Moving out from under his arm was easy, it was his tail that was the problem. With a delicate grip, she slowly unwound his tail from her leg, thankful he was too tired to notice. Off the bed now, the lovely senshi grabbed a clean set of clothes and slipped into the bathroom.

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Standing under the hot spray, Debra scrubbed shampoo into her hair. She was deliberately hurrying so she could surprise Goku with breakfast. She'd tried before, but her saiya-jin lover had a habit of waking up when she tried to get off the bed. This was actually the first time she'd had the shower to herself in almost a month. A dreamy smile spread across her face as she remembered the first time they'd showered together . . .

*Flashback*

They had remained in the forest for a few days longer before finally returning home. Since they hadn't had a proper bath since their departure, Debra insisted that they shower before they went to bed. After finding Goku a change of clothing, she'd gone into her bathroom intending to take a quick shower. However, Goku had other plans. Debra was wetting down her hair when she felt a cool breeze, as if someone had opened the shower door. Turning around, she squealed in surprise, Goku was right behind her! Grinning possessively, he slid his arms around her shoulders, pulling her against him. "Ya know, I've wanted to do this for a long time." Then her mate began moving his hands all over her slippery curves while she returned the favor . . .

*End Flashback*

Debra shook herself from her reverie, the memory was just too vivid for her to reminisce about without getting very aroused. She finished rinsing her hair and was very surprised when a pair of masculine arms wrapped around her from behind.

"Ohayo," Goku greeted her before kissing the back of her neck.

"How . . ? When did you . . ? I mean . ."

Goku chuckled as his startled mate struggled to form a sentence. "Shukan idou and when you stretched against me," he replied smugly, answering her unfinished questions. Debra couldn't believe it, he'd faked her out!

"That is so unfair."

He tipped his head to the side, "How's that saying go? Oh yeah, 'All's fair in love and war'."

"Hmph."

"Don't be mad," he said, nuzzling her neck. She sighed and turned in his embrace.

"I'm not mad, just frustrated. How'm I supposed to surprise you, if you keep waking up?"

"I'm sure you'll think of something," Goku reassured her, slowly kissing down her jaw.

"Mmm," she moaned in reply, her hands moving up to wrap around his neck.

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As she pulled into the driveway, for probably the hundredth time this morning, Ana wondered how she had gotten roped into this. 'Scratch that. I know exactly how I got saddled with this "mission". Bulma-san told me to do this,' she thought, putting the car into 'park'. Yes, Ana was on a mission. According to Bulma, Debra had been in an exceptionally good mood the last several weeks, but had not offered an explanation as to why. Bulma was positive that Debra had gotten a boyfriend and she wanted to know who he was. So when Ana had come to visit for the week, Bulma had sent her over the next morning to find out. Why Ana, you might ask? Well, Bulma had a strong suspicion as to just who Debra's "boyfriend" was and she wasn't telling anyone until she was sure. But if she was right, then sending over Jianu or Laura would be a bad move, seeing as their ki was far too high and very easy to sense. Ana meanwhile, had a much lower ki then her sisters did and only Debra's daughters had a chance at finding this out. "Why me?" Ana sighed, knocking on the door. No answer. "Okaasan!" she yelled, knocking louder. Still no answer. Frowning, Ana pulled out the key her mother had given her and unlocked the door. Relief flooded her as the sound of running water greeted her when she opened the door. 'She's in the shower! Yeesh, did she sleep in late or what?' Shaking her head, Ana walked down the hallway to her mother's room. Much to her surprise, there was clothing strewn all about the bedroom floor. 'When did 'Kaasan get so messy?' The loud moan that came from the bathroom brought Ana's full attention to the shower. The shower glass was a bumpy, opaque type. Meaning you could kind of see through it, but the view was very distorted. Distorted view or not, Ana could tell that there were two people in the shower, one of which was her mother. Ana blushed solid red, she'd been curious about her mother's mystery man, but this was too much! Before she could turn away, Debra's head tilted back and Ana got a better look at the second shower occupant. She clapped her hands over her mouth to muffle her gasp, there was only one person on Chikyuu with hair like that. 'Goku-san??! Okaasan and Goku-san?!!' Her stunned thoughts were confirmed further as Goku's tail moved to wrap around Debra's waist. Wrenching her gaze away, Ana beat a hasty retreat. Encapsuling her car, Ana flew off towards Capsule Corp. "Man oh man, who's gonna believe this?! I hardly believe it and I *saw* it!"

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Completely oblivious to their visitor, Goku and Debra continued to caress one another. Debra moaned loudly as Goku's hand made its way up between her legs. Her head fell back and Goku wrapped his tail around her waist to support her back. His mouth went to her breasts as he pushed her to the shower wall. Debra's hand snaked down to stroke his tail, eliciting a moan from her saiya-jin mate. "Vixen," he purred. Smiling wickedly she resumed stroking his tail, enjoying the expression on his face. His eyes half-lidded in pleasure and his breath quickening. Her other hand ran across his chest, lightly pinching his nipples. Goku's already rapid breathing got faster at her touch. Thoroughly enjoying the feel of her mate, Debra moved her hand downward, her other hand still stroking his tail. Goku inhaled sharply as she began caressing his length. His knees threatened to buckle under her touch as pleasure wracked his body. "Debra!" he groaned as he neared his release. Just before he reached it, Goku felt her hands stop and move to support him. Resting his head on her shoulder he breathed deeply, coherence and control slowly returning to him. Debra couldn't help but smirk, knowing what would happen next. With a possessive growl, Goku thrust into her hard. Debra wrapped her legs around his waist, moving with equal force against him. The warm shower spray making their bodies slide smoothly together. Their moans and cries of pleasure echoed through the bathroom, steadily increasing in volume. Debra's spine stiffened and a loud scream of ecstasy pealed from her throat. Goku followed with a cry far louder than hers, before slumping against her, shaking with reaction. When they'd recovered enough to move, they began to wash each other. Unfortunately this lead to several more love-making sessions, so they didn't leave the shower for some time. ( Maybe they shouldn't have been washing each other, ne? ) It was nearly 9:00 before they got to the kitchen and they'd woken up around 7:00.

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Peering into the fridge, Debra scanned for the things she needed for their breakfast. Her search was interrupted as Goku grabbed her waist and pulled her back up against him, slowly kissing her neck.

"I'm not going to get breakfast made if you interrupt me, itoushii," she admonished him gently.

"Is it my fault your rear is so tempting?" he breathed into her ear, squeezing said rear.

"Gokuuooohh!!" Debra's next sentence was lost as he picked her up and carried her towards the kitchen table. "Not the table!" she cried in protest knowing they'd break it. After all, it was only made of wood. Heeding his mate's wishes, Goku simply swept the counter-top clear and placing her on it, proceeded to seduce her again. Debra's last coherent thought for some time was that at least they'd made it out of the shower.

April 04, 2001
Re-edited: Aug. 20, 2002

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Okay, this was largely a PWP part. Hey, this is a lemon fic, that's kinda the whole idea.

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Disclaimer: Here we go. I do not own any of the characters from Dragonball, Dragonball Z, or Dragonball GT. They are all the property of Akira Toriyama, Bird Studio, Toei Animation, and Funimation Inc. However, all the other characters in my stories are mine. I'm not making any money off of this, its just for fun. And to top it off I'm a college student who works for the school system so you know I don't have any money. So if you sue me you won't get anything.