Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Silver Lining ❯ Chapter Six ( Chapter 6 )

Gohan lifted her head up from her desk when she heard her mother knock on the door, "Gohan, what's wrong? It's dinner time, aren't you hungry?"

Not for food, she thought as she got up, and opened the door, "Sorry, Mom, but I don't feel so good ..."

"I can get you some soup if you want," Chichi reached up, feeling Gohan's cheeks and forehead.

Shaking her head, the demi Saiyajin pulled away, "No, thanks ... I just want to sleep." I want Vegeta to come fuck my brains out. I want to tell him how sorry I am. I want to make it all better ...

The older woman sighed, "All right, dear. Get better soon."

Closing the door with a click, Gohan shivered lightly as she felt the wind swirl into the room. After she turned around, her heart skipped a beat as she took in the sight of the dark contour sitting on her window sill, leaning toward her. Its lips curled back into a smirk.

Vegeta purred, "Gohan ... you smell nice tonight."

"Speak of the devil," she said, causing him to blink.

"I'm the devil now?"

"Speak of the devil, and he shall come," she recited. "I was thinking of you ... and now here you are."

Eyes narrowing briefly before he straightened to stand in her room, he stepped closer to her, "And just why were you thinking of me?"

"I can't help it," Gohan said.

He pressed his bare hand to her cheek, and she leaned against it totally, her large black eyes shutting out a tear which rolled down to his palm. The lips against her neck were surprisingly gentle, and she bit her bottom lip from shame. Free hand pressing to her lower back, he brought her form against his. Gohan took a deep breath as her body felt soothed from his decidedly male presence. She could feel her heart sink further into her gut as she realized that she just might cry there in his arms.

Mortified, she curled in on herself, covering her eyes and face from him, her head buried in his chest. However, he did not seem to take note of her actions, only rubbing her back suggestively - now with both hands.

"Let's get out of here," said Vegeta, but she didn't answer him. Not that he needed any as he just picked her up, and flew out the window to next deposit her in the woods nearby. "Here?"

Even worse, her hands grasped the front of his shirt, and shred it right off. With her body in such a rage, Gohan could do nothing else but obey it. Flesh tingling in anticipation of his rough touches, she kissed him deeply, grinding her whole body to his, and moaning when he slipped his hands up to cup her ass.

"Tell me," he murmured into her lips after. "Tell me that I'm the devil."

"What?"

She hissed inwardly as her back slammed againt the hard bark of a tree, knowing that she would be sore for days - if not the week. Vegeta slid his hips between her legs, and she gave a heartfelt moan as his thigh teased her sex, "Tell me that I'm the devil."

"Vegeta ..."

"Call me the devil. Call me a demon," he leaned in closer. "But tell me the truth."

She was about to sob, but Gohan only felt her tears flow in a steady stream down past her cheeks and over to drip onto his bare chest, "You're ... the ..." That time, Gohan did cry, falling forward against him. Vegeta cradled her head on his shoulder - still possessing that nerve-racking calm - and pressed lips to her ear. "No ... I can't ... I'm sorry, Vegeta-san. So very sorry ..."

"You can't handle the truth?" Gohan watched as Vegeta undid his pants, pulling them down just enough to release his manhood.

"I can't tell a lie," she said, and he froze. "I should've come back. I shouldn't've left you there all alone. I'm sorry. I'm very, very sorry, Vegeta-san. I wish that I had enough courage to ignore you, and stayed with you. I left you alone, and I didn't even try to come back to you."

Gently butting his forehead to hers, he forced her to look into his eyes. Nothing had changed. He lifted up her nightgown, thrusting the tip of his member into her, and jarring her slightly. Gohan cringed from the intrusion, and squeezed her eyes shut, having not been prepared for his girth grinding into her.

Once his cock was burrowed fully into Gohan, she whimpered softly - hips writhing as much from the shocking pain as from his rough fingertips alighting her little clitoris.

A soft sob was all it took for Vegeta to pull out, and force his way back in again, tearing her open once more. Cringing - her insides feeling as if it were a knife inside her instead - Gohan clutched to him desperately, panting his name, and wishing for him to find release quickly in her.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders, panting into his ear as the ministrations continued. Hard, throbbing pain from his thrusts, and pleasure which was pale in comparison to said pain coming from his fondling of her bundle of nerves. Vegeta would lap up at her cheek and ear, biting down sharply in some cases, but not breaking skin - she could feel another bruise forming like the ones on her inner thighs since his hips were so jarring.

Despite all of the pain and disgrace, she knew that her body still yearned - could feel it buck against him, causing him to grunt and his already hard cock to swell marginally.

Though there was intense agony ripping throughout her body, juices collected between her legs other than her own blood - Vegeta was striking up hard and quickly to something within Gohan which created mind-numbing tremors and soft whimpers from her throat. Helpless, the demi Saiyajin clutched to her prince.

"Can't ... lie," she stammered, "I am a slut ..."

His thrusts quickened, and she cried out, slamming her head back against the tree. Hot breath against her neck, Vegeta laid his tongue there, sucking and licking up to her face, "My slut."

With her first moan of pure pleasure, Gohan rocked back to meet his thrusting hips, and, delighted for his grunts and gasps, agreed with him, "All yours ..."

Lowering her head slightly, she could feel his slightly parted lips against her chin and jawline panting heavily. Gohan's eyelashes trembled before they opened, a connection made between their eyes much like that intercourse of their hips. His eyes were a little bit wider than normal, watching her intently as he kept moving against her, and making her quaver sweetly and say his name.

He let her kiss him.

Never could she had hoped to become so synchronized with him before. To her, sex always seemed desperate movements, and carnal desires all jammed together, but suddenly this was not so.

Vegeta never let up.

Motion only changed in the slightest, and that was Gohan accommodating to take him in as best she could.

His hands grasped at her head and hair, tilting her further back to suck her tongue into his mouth, and taking her over. Gohan grasped for his hair, needing some way to hold on as the pressure started building faster and faster, and her heart attempted to beat right out of her chest and into his. Tears escaped over to her cheeks, cascading down from the magnitude of the feelings, and drenching the collar of her nightgown.

"Perfect," he mumbled to her lips.

He asked again, "Are you sure-?"

"I'm fine!" Gohan half-whined after stopping his words with her finger on his lips. "There wasn't a lot of blood anyway ..." she smiled, "I think you made me blackout at the end though-!"

"You did blackout! That's why I'm asking!" He fumed with his shoulders hunching up and eyes blazing.

"Oh ..." she said, "... then shouldn't you be strutting or boasting about it?"

"What-?" His mind went blank when she kissed him.

The girl winked at him after, "You did make me blackout from pure bliss after all."

"'Pure ... bliss?' Gohan, you're a bigger moron than that boob called your father."

"...'Boob?'" Covering her mouth, she began to snicker.

"Shut up! You know what I meant!" He huffed, and stalked away, but a body collided with his back, and he fell to the earth with a hard thud and a girl astride his back. "What the hell is wrong with you!?"

"Vegeta-san, I'm sorry!" She bent over, looking down at his smushed feeling face, "I didn't mean to tease you so much."

He scowled, "Ch', right."

"I mean it! You're still upset about the whole, but I can't seem to stop being so happy about it."

"You're happy that I hurt you again?"

She smiled shyly, "Uh ... kind of ... I mean, it really, really hurt at first, and I'm still bleeding a little bit, and I might've fainted partly from bloodloss, but" - This is supposed to make me feel better!? - "... well, you're not mad at me anymore. And that makes everything else worth it."

Vegeta turned over under her, grasping her hips to keep her straddling him, and he cocked his head to the side to gaze up at her, "All of it? Even when I insulted you?"

"Yeah, everything." The girl smiled again, tapped his nose, and he scrunched it up, confused, "I can't change you."

"... Of course, you can't. No one can."

"Good. I don't want you to change. There's a whole lot wrong with you, but I won't change you, Vegeta-san. I think that you've been changing just fine on your own. I just want to be able to watch you change."

"Who said that I was going to change?"

"Nobody."

"So why do you think that I'm going to change?" Vegeta almost wanted to bash her smiling face in.

"Because you already have changed ... a lot, in fact. Everybody changes," she said, and laid her head on his chest, still looking up at him. "I don't hate you at all. I don't think that I can or ever will, but I don't quite ..." He saw her cheeks pinken.

He waited for her to say something more, however, when she didn't say anything after, he asked, "What?"

Vegeta watched her suck her bottom lip between her teeth and little fangs which she chewed on before she answered, "You're all I'll ever want. Understand, Vegeta-san?" She gave him a cheeky grin, "You're perfect."

For a while he said nothing, "So then, I can beat you, and you still won't hate me?"

"Um ... will you?"

Vegeta smirked, "No, Gohan, I'm won't."

Relief flooded into her face, "Vegeta-san, don't scare me like that! I'm about ready to pour my heart out for you, and then you go and scare me, you big idiot."

He took her thin wrists all into one of his much larger hands, just holding them, "I don't hate you either, Gohan."

Her cheeks seemed to be aflame, "I - I ..."

"You should probably get home," Vegeta said, and lifted up the skirt of her nightgown a bit to indicate it, "and clean this up before your mother sees the condition that it's in."

"I can just say that I had my period early."

"Ah ... no, I meant the bark and grass stains."

Gohan grinned, "Don't worry, I'm not so good at getting rid of stains, but I can just burn it and then get a new one."

Lifting up a hand, he summoned a energy ball resembling that of fire, "Is that so?"

"Not now! Kyaaaah! Vegeta!"

From MediaMiner:

malimillions: ^-^ No, they are most definitely not! And as for the Vegetable calling her a 'slut' ... uh ... yeah, I guess it was half that it was the insult available to him at the current time, and half that he likely thinks she's just in it for the sex ... or something. And our dear Gokuu? Actually, I'm not sure what I'm going to do with him quite yet. He might get upset if Vegeta and Gohan were to stay like this for the rest of their relationship ... but I honestly don't believe that Gokuu would go bezerker or anything. Gokuu's just such a happy guy ...... ^^;;;;; I'd be more worried about Piccolo-san. Thank you again!

From AdultFanFiction:

mysticalwaves: ^^;;; Why does everyone think that I'm not going to continue writing ... okay, okay, but it was just those few stories that had no real ending! This one is ... a third to halfway over, I do believe. Anyway, thank you for the review!

Maccam: o.o I hope being speechless is a good thing ... Thank you?

Amber: *shrugs* Well, she was in heat, so ... he used a condom ... *shrugs* ...... And what the fuck's a Grass Carp? Liger and Tion or whatever they're called are hybrids too, but I wasn't sure if enough people knew about them ... Thanks for the review!

kyou: Aye, aye, capitano!

Ah, nice to know that one of my DBZ fics is doing well. ^^;;;; The other one is a tad bit shitty right now. I really need to go back, and revamp the whole thing or something. It's pissing me off.

Hmmm ... okay, I keep putting it off, but I'm really looking forward to when Gohan finally goes to Orange Star High School. Looks like this won't be happening until about Chapter Eight though. ^^; I'm trying to get to it. Just a nice little PWP lemon next chapter because I really like the idea of Vegeta being a dominating fucktard. Heh, poor Gohan-chan, I'm being so very, very mean to her ...

^-^ She'll enjoy it too though, I think.

And I hope that you guy's will enjoy it as much as me!

Ja mata!

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