Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Random Lemon Collection. ❯ Uh oh.... Bra's still hot for Goten- and it looks like he wants her too! ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

LOL still one of my fave stand alone oneshots, so I hope you like it too!

I've always like Goten and Bra as a couple, *sigh*. Yeah yeah I know it's silly, but I just think they belong together.

Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 07.03.2005 | Updated On: 07.03.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 7.8K | Visits: 2.5K | Status: Completed

Random Lemons…Chapter Two: Goten and Bra this time!

Written by Lady Valtaya

The house was dark, and silent, and her feet felt heavy as she stumbled inside. Bra had never been so glad that her parents were out and her brother was gone on business. Tears fell from her large blue eyes, but she refused to breakdown crying. Her Saiyan blood was too strong, and so was her resolve. Her body ached, and her soul felt empty, but at least here she was safe. Reaching the bathroom, she hesitated a moment before turning the light on. She knew she looked terrible, she felt it already.

In the light, she growled angrily as she looked at herself. Her hair was a disaster, her beautiful new dress was torn and her lips were bruised from his kisses, but she smirked coldly. Her former boyfriend had not gotten what he wanted. Her father would've been proud of her, he had never trained her, but living with two of earth's most powerful warriors, one has to pick up a thing or two now and then. Bra never would've believed she could hit so hard, but Clayton had ignored her when she refused to let him have sex with her. She had been left with no choice but to defend herself. Bra had never thought of herself as a fighter, and she had never felt the need to go beat something up, until now. Usually she liked being kissed, but tonight Clayton was drunk and had ignored her at the pub they had gone to so that he could meet some of his friends. Any girl would've been pissed when as she'd helped him toward his car he all but pushed her into an alley and called her a tease, he had never touched her so roughly, and her instincts had told her that it would get worse unless she stopped him.

It was like her dad had told her, to a Saiyan, fighting is instinctive, especially for the females. If a man ever tries to force you to have sex with him, don't panic. He had said, listen to your instincts. I will sense it if you are in danger, but until I get there, use your head and you will be all right. Your first instincts will be your human reactions, don't cry and don't beg him not to hurt you. Tears make it hard to see, and if you let him see your fear, he will hurt you more. Don't try to lash out blindly; you aren't strong enough to really hurt him. Weak points on the male body are his eyes, his groin and his small mind if he thinks he has to force you to get you interested. Your weapons are your knees, your elbows, your feet and those painted talons you call fingernails. Your human fears will pass quickly as long as you do not give in to them. When you start to get mad, don't fight it. Your Saiyan rage will save your life if you do as it tells you. Use your anger but don't give in to it. Once you can escape, run, do not try to keep fighting. Stay in well lit areas and as close to other people as possible, do not panic, call the humans your mother calls police and remember, wherever you go, I can find you.

She had always thought Clayton was a nice guy, he was in two of her classes at school, and they had been partners in Biology lab last semester… What had changed? She knew the answer to that question even before she started to wonder about it. Last month, Clayton's dad had just become mayor of Satan City, and he was finally accepted by the rich jocks at school. Bra snorted her parents had more money than they knew what to do with, but she tried not to be stuck-up about it. Clayton had been more and more insistent lately that she begin showing more “appreciation” for his generosity on their dates, but tonight he had crossed the line, and he was lucky that her father and brother weren't in this hemisphere. Still, she rubbed her sore shoulder where she had been thrown against the wall for biting his lip when he had tried for the tenth time to kiss her while he ripped at her dress. She'd been pretty lucky too. If she wasn't a Saiyan, she knew he would've had her for sure. But, thanks to her heart, and the instincts she had been born with, she had known what to do, how to stop him from raping her.

The taste of his blood was still with her, and while her human side wanted to spit it out and forget it, she had never felt so at peace with her Saiyan side, and even as she washed her ruined makeup off of her face, she was practically purring at her victorious reflection.

The phone rang in the living room, making her jump, and she realized she was still a little nervous. “Hello? Briefs' residence.”

“Hi, Bra... I uh… This is Goten, and I was just wondering if you were ok?”

“Of course I am. Why?”

“Uh, I don't know… I just… had a feeling I ought to check on you. Say, didn't you and what's his name have a date tonight? It's not like you to come home early, `specially when a certain Saiyan Prince isn't around.”

Bra was silent for a moment. She didn't want to lie to him; Goten had always been kind to her, in fact, she had had the world's biggest crush on him when she was little, because of it. Oh, whom did she think she was kidding? She was still pretty crazy about him, Goten was so sweet, and he always seemed to know whenever she needed someone to talk to. “Well, I… we got in a fight and I doubt he'll ever want to see me again.”

“Did he hurt you? Are you sure you're ok?”

“I'm, ok, he's the one in the hospital! I should feel bad, but I don't. That jerk! You guys were right… I never should've gone out with him.”

“Bra… I- Trunks and I didn't mean to tell you who to go out with, but you can do way better than him.”

“Thanks Goten…” Bra shivered glancing at the empty house surrounding her. Was it really only nine o' clock? “I know Trunks isn't here… but would you maybe want to come over for a while? I'll throw a pizza in the oven, and we can watch a movie? But, if you're busy… I'll understand.”

“Sure, I'll come over. It's been a while since it was just the two of us, hasn't it? Give me fifteen minutes, ok?”

“Alright, if you're sure you're not busy?”

“I'm sure, say I got a new movie, should I bring it?”

“Sure, what is it?”

“Some new horror flick.”

“Ok, see you in a few.”

“Yep, bye.”

Bra giggled with excitment at the thought of having Goten all to herself tonight, remembering the days when she used to get furious with her brother when Goten would come over and the two of them would ignore her. Then she realized she still looked awful! Sprinting to the shower at speeds she didn't know she was capable of, she washed her hair and threw on a pair of jean shorts and a tee shirt. Then she headed for the kitchen and the frozen pizza, only to realize she hadn't brushed her hair yet, and she didn't have any make-up on.

She brushed her hair quickly, and was just putting the first touches on her make-up when the doorbell rang. She knew he would let himself in, so she didn't go to get it. Goten still spent as much time here as he did at his own apartment, it was just usually while her brother was around.

“Hey I'm here! I brought some sodas and popcorn too!”

“Ok, I'll be down in a minute!”

Goten just chuckled, like her parents, Bra was nothing if not a perfectionist. Lately though, he'd been noticing that all that primping was definitely doing something, she was beautiful. She had let her hair grow out while dating that jerk Clayton, and now it fell in shimmering waves of sky blue to her waist. Every time he saw her, he couldn't help wanting to run his fingers through it. Her scent too, was different these days, or at least it seemed different to him. Before he had never liked all the flowery perfumes she had tried, but lately her scent reminded him of rain… spring rain. He shrugged his broad shoulders, and went into the kitchen. The three frozen pizzas were out, on the table, rather than in the oven, so he smiled and took them out of the boxes and wrappers.

“Hey Goten…” Bra grinned from the doorway, looking mischievous. “ What's Pan up to? Do you think she'd want to come over?”

Goten growled low, seeing the blue-haired girl. Damn she was gorgeous, and he couldn't help wanting her to himself tonight. He didn't even realize she was hiding something around the corner and behind her back, until the squirt gun was aimed at him. He pounced just before she could get the shot, trapping her on her back and tickled the little minx until she gave up the squirt gun and begged for mercy.

Bra stuck out her bottom lip as if to pout, but still looked ornery and very sensual; her large blue eyes were half closed shimmering beneath those long lashes and all her long hair cascading around her. Beneath him she wasn't struggling at all now that he wasn't tickling, and her body felt as hot as it hot as it looked against him.

“Hmmm, you know,” She purred softly. “I always wondered what I'd have to do to get you on top of me.”

Goten blushed, and realized he had stopped his tickle attack quite a while ago. “Uh… here give me your hand, I'll help you up.”

“Why? I`m enjoying this, right here.”

He was thinking the same thing, but didn't feel right saying it; besides, she had always been a terrible flirt. “Bra… I-I'm too old for you, and your dad would kill me.”

“You're not old. There's only 7 years between us. When are you gonn'a wake up and realize I'm not a little girl anymore? You're just like Trunks; he still thinks Pan is a little girl too. And, in case you haven't noticed, my daddy isn't here.”

He got up quickly and gave her a serious look. “Bra, you can't be serious…”

“You already know I'm serious, your body is saying you want me, even if your head hasn't figured it out yet.” She giggled, her blue eyes shinning. “But, have it your way, I'm hungry, let's go make pizza.”

Goten eyed her suspiciously as she got up and went into the kitchen, her hips swayed seductively, and he smacked himself on the forehead for allowing himself to notice it. “Uh, Bra… maybe this isn't such a good idea. Maybe I ought to go.”

“Why? I know I'm not exactly little miss Paris, Goten, but Kami, I'm not that bad looking!”

“You're twice the woman Paris ever was and you know it you flirt… err uh. Oops.”

“Wow, thanks.” Bra still couldn't help but pout just a little in spite of the compliment. She had been crazy for him since she was seven! When was he going to care? Did he think she was just teasing him? Was he just too shy to take her seriously? He had gone out with models and yet she was intimidating to him? Well there was always the little detail about her father being a bad tempered warrior prince who was as likely to get pissed and blow up the planet as he was to let her grow up and bond with anyone… let alone Goten. But her father had always told her to go with her heart, to trust her Saiyan instincts. She had tried dating other guys, it was fun, but and the only one her heart wanted, was in the other room. Well, if Goten wasn't going to come to the realization that she was a woman in college now, she would just have to make him. She slipped silently to her bedroom and removed her bra and panties, putting her clothes back on, knowing he would turn out the lights in the living room and wouldn't notice unless she did something to make him.

Seduction was also something she knew a bit about, as her parents were bonded and still hung up on each other. Besides, her father had told her that it was the female among Saiyans who usually made the initial advance, she was supposed to retreat, but she had tried that before, and Goten had not really responded. Like father like son, she had heard her mother and Chichi talking about their husbands, and while she knew how to drown out her mother, she had been amazed to note that Goku had been difficult to make love to for a long time. He was supposedly a pure blooded Saiyan, but he was difficult to seduce?? She and Videl and Bulma had all laughed about that, but inwardly Bra had sensed that she might have to go through the same thing with Goten.

Bra put the pizzas in the oven, and Goten busied himself with the VCR, he had found himself thinking about Bra a lot lately, up until about a few months ago, he had always thought of her as his little sister, since he considered Trunks to be his big brother. But, as Bra had gotten older, and more beautiful, he had found himself noticing every move she made, the way her blue eyes sparkled, her laugh, the incredible body that had felt so right under him…

Speaking of that beautiful body, Bra sat next to him on the sofa and laid her head on his shoulder as they waited for the movie to start. This was the way they always sat to watch movies, although without Trunks and Pan it felt a little different tonight. He stroked her back and noticed immediately that the little blue haired minx was no longer wearing a bra… All sorts of wicked possibilities entered his mind, but as she continued to relax, her body warm and soft against his, almost soothing, he tried to keep his mind on the movie, but tonight the only thing that interested him was the daughter of the Prince of all Saiyans.

“Goten…” She asked softly, turning down the sound on a cheesy death scene. “Why did you call over here tonight?”

“I-I guess I don't really know… as crazy as it sounds, I felt that you were in danger. I tried to ignore it for a while, `cuz I didn't want to make you mad or scare you if nothing was wrong… but even after the feeling passed, I still couldn't get it out of my head that, I needed to talk to you, to make sure you were really alright… Uh, is it just me or is it time to check the pizza?”

“I'll get them.” She sat up slowly, using her arms to support her and slightly push her breasts together, highlighting their creamy ivory skin, and the peaks of her nipples against the sheer shirt she wore. “I just wanted to thank you for checking up on me. I really didn't want to be alone tonight.”

For a moment Goten thought that she was going to kiss him, and he was surprised to note that he was hoping she would. It was hard to let her walk away, even to check on the pizza. The scent of her was intoxicating, she was aroused and he couldn't believe it, but he wanted to see her more aroused, wanted her hot, wet and naked, moaning and gasping with pleasure as he made love to her… He wanted to taste every inch of her, especially her lips and those generous breasts… this image was so overpowering that he got up and followed her into the kitchen. Her back was to him, as she leaned over the oven, uncertain of how to approach her, though, he stopped in the doorway, and watched her. When she turned around, she was holding two plates and smirked. The expression usually annoyed him, since it reminded him of her father, but this time, he found it arousing, the challenging glint in her eye was meant only for him and as they sat back down together, he wasn't watching his food or the movie and she knew it, as she let him lay his head in her lap this time…

After they finished their pizza, Bra was starting to get impatient… her hand brushed lightly at some crumbs she had accidentally dropped on him. Hard, warm muscle encased in rich bronzed skin jerked ever so slightly at her touch. She arched one eyebrow and purred softly, so she was getting to him. Her fingertips stroked the broad flat plains and valleys of muscle in his chest and shoulders, lightly, but boldly. Goten didn't look at her, but he didn't try to stop her, either, so, she slowly, purposefully ventured lower. The muscles in his abdomen tightened, beneath her fingers, and his breathing came harder, and at last he looked at her.

His dark eyes burned into her sky blues, but there was no anger in them. One of her eyebrows peaked again, the smirk she gave him still very challenging, but passion had darkened her eyes to a rich, bold sapphire, and seeing it, he growled low in response to her soft purring. After what seemed an agonizingly long stare-down, she demurely lowered her eyes, but didn't stop her gentle exploration of his body, and was not disappointed when an instant later his lips touched hers.

Their first kiss was the most intense she had ever had. She loved him, she could very happily spend the rest of the night getting lost in his kisses, but there were so many other things that they could do too… The taste of him was delicious, the way his tongue explored her mouth, tempting her, daring her to resist, and asking her to respond. She kissed him hungrily; she had wanted this for so long... she needed him to understand that she had no wish to stop.

Bra shivered delightedly as his body covered hers. She moaned softly, arching her back as he rested some of his weight against her. Her breasts pressed against him through the thin fabrics that separated them, and he smirked as he stopped her from removing the garment. She gave him a confused look, but when he bent his head to grasp the erect nipple, and the cloth with his teeth, she moaned wrapping her arms around his neck as he explored her body, almost reverently, kissing and licking his way around her chest and when he finally paused to help her remove her shirt, she was already squirming, and with one of his thighs firmly parting her long legs, he could feel the exquisite heat building in her, until his every kiss and even the lightest touch of his hands, he drew soft cries of pleasure from her. Her hands grasped at him franticly, knowing she needed him to take her, but their other clothes kept getting in the way. Goten couldn't help but smile at her desperation. His lips took possession of hers once more and tried to calm the minx down, but instead found himself seduced by her passion, the fire in her sapphire gaze.

He tore his shirt off and shivered as she went straight for his throat, biting him hard, caught between pleasure and pain he could only stare at her in shock as he realized he was bleeding. Her challenging smirk took on a sultry air as she licked the blood from her lips and climbed on top of him. She kissed the bite deeply, but didn't bite again, and this time, it was his turn to writhe helplessly, letting her do as she pleased, her fingers explored his thickly muscled chest, his arms, and played in his hair as her lips and tongue teased him to the edge of his control kissing his wound as if she couldn't get enough of him.

Her hands roamed lower, and she tipped her head back and her fingertips lightly stroked his hard length through his jeans, leaving no room for misinterpretation of what she wanted, she slowly rocked her hips against his. The slow, controlled motion of her body sent shockwaves of desire through his whole body, until he decided he couldn't wait any more either. He pounced on her, she giggled and squirmed as they hit the floor, nearly getting away, but he caught her from behind and began kissing the back of her neck, she moaned, tipping her head back, the chase game forgotten in favor of this new game. Her hands reached behind her back to touch him, and she purred stroking his thighs, then higher, reaching his groin, drawing a feral growl from him, and getting playfully nipped on the shoulder.

He smirked back at her and trapped her onto her back, he tore the clothes off of her body as if they were an annoyance, daring to stand in his way, but rather than hide her delicate ivory skin, she stretched out proudly displaying herself, purring like a kitten, her eyes blazing with desire… and a hint of something else, but he didn't have time to wonder about it with her looking so deliciously sensual. She arched her back, baring her throat to him. He knew what she was asking, and he hesitated. She was so beautiful; he could loose himself completely in her arms. The taste of her was exquisite and he couldn't wait to sample more of her, but wasn't this wrong? She was too young… wasn't she? He had known her all her life! And yet... Of all the girls he had ever slept with, or even just kissed, Bra was the only one he knew he wanted to stay with, the only one who could understand and touch the wild spirit of his Saiyan side, and still answer his need for human compassion and love.

Bra moaned softly at first as Goten began to trail kissed down her neck, but they became sharp gasps and cries of ecstasy for as he finally bit her, he also entered her. Her velvet sheath parted for him her liquid heat and incredible tightness gripped him, welcoming his member, squeezing him. His thrusts took him deep inside of her, filling her completely, and her hands explored his muscular body as he took her. With a sly smirk she slid one hand behind his back, lightly teasing his tail spot. She cried out as he gave her a particularly hard thrust, she moved her fingertips in slow circular motions around his very sensitive tail spot. He continued to take her hard, and he growled low realizing he wouldn't have to hold back. She was strong, and athletic, even though she had never trained to fight, her body was made to handle the strength of her lover, no ordinary human could satisfy her either.

Bra had never imagined sensations like this were even possible. Goten was a gifted lover, according to his former girlfriends, but as she finally began to experience the powerful tremors of an orgasm, she lost all sense of reality. She was sure her delighted screams were waking all the neighbors, but she couldn't help it, he was huge, and the biting, licking her blood afterward… she wrapped he legs around him and met him with tiny thrusts of her own until finally she felt yet another orgasm building, tightening her whole body, ripples of ecstasy kept her from thinking, talking even to beg him to stop. Her fingernails sunk into his shoulders, leaving bleeding half moons and making him thrust into her harder, a final hoarse cry from them both and the two of them could only lay there helplessly as their ragged breathing began to return to normal. &n bsp;

“I love you.” She whispered breathlessly, she had never felt so tired, and was asleep in his arms, on the living room floor, within moments, purring in contented bliss.

“I love you, too, Bra.”

A few thousand miles away from Capsule Corp., on a balcony overlooking Eastern City, was an imposing figure glaring at the far horizon. It was not his height, his muscular build, or even his snide, arrogant attitude, his companion mused, rather it was the cold depths of the bottomless dark eyes. She sighed, she knew Vegeta better than anyone else alive, and yet there were times when her mate was unapproachable, even to her. His obsidian gaze burned, with barely controlled rage, he uttered one statement, and Bulma couldn't believe it when she heard it. Tears started to slip down her cheeks as she wrapped her arms around her prince.

“What do you mean we've lost our princess?”

“Bra is in a bonding sleep tonight. When she wakes up, she will belong to her mate, as you belong to me.”

“W-what?? Our little girl is mating?”

“Yes, and if he lets any harm come to her… there will not be enough demons in hell to keep me from destroying them all.”

“Who all?”

“Kakarrot's family, of course.”

“You mean you weren't going to destroy them all otherwise?” She giggled. “I always knew she'd end up with Goten.”

“Saucy minx. Get over here I never said who she was with…”

Bulma was about to say something sassy, and try to squirm out of his arms, but she never could resist his kisses, or his touch, although he would probably be angry later when he remembered they had missed dinner to make love, anything to keep him from deciding to kill their daughter's mate!

“Must you always think the worst of me? To harm him now would kill her, no Saiyan would ever harm his own daughter. There weren't enough females anyway… But, I can see why you're worried, since you are about to become a grandmother. I suppose it's about time, you certainly look old enough, ugly human.”

“Vegeta!” But whatever she was going to say was forgotten when he kissed her again, slowly, deeply and very passionately.