Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Videl Gets Her Revenge ❯ Caught In The Act ( Chapter 2 )

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

Chapter II: Caught In the Act
 
LES: You know how inspiration strikes… I never really have the intention of continuing this story, but I came up with the idea and just had to write it. So, the One-Shot is turning into a two-shot simply because I couldn't resist sexually torturing Gohan and Videl again… LOL! Oh, and this story will begin en medias res which means “in the middle” for those of you who don't remember English class.
 
It was a quiet, peaceful evening at the Son Household. Chi-Chi was busy clearing up the last of the plates from dinner. There was significantly less to clean since the family was down one today.
Gohan had called earlier and told his mother that he was going to be gone for the evening, and not to worry about cooking for him. Chi-Chi supposed he was out with his friends, which she completely supported. Gohan needed the socialization that High School and the normal teenagers there offered. Home schooling him as a boy had lead to his extreme intelligence, but it hadn't helped much with his people skills.
Goku and Goten were in the living room, watching what sounded like an old Kung Fu flick on TV. They were mostly laughing about how cheesy the fight scenes looked in comparison to a real fight. They would know, both of them being born and bred Saiyan warriors.
Suddenly, Goku yelled from the living room. “Gohan's here!”
Chi-Chi wasn't shocked, knowing about her husband's ability to sense Ki. If he said that Gohan had come home, then Gohan had come home. She went to the front door to meet him and ask how his day was.
She opened the door. “Welcome back, Go…” Chi-Chi trailed off, taking in the appearance of her eldest son, and then she screamed. “Oh my God! What happened to you!?!”
Goku was drawn by the scream, assuming that Gohan had been attacked. But what he saw caused him to freeze in shock also.
Gohan was standing in the doorway, completely soaked from head to toe. But that wasn't the strangest part of it. He was also completely naked, with only the remains of his tattered and ripped clothes to his front to preserve his modesty.
“What the…? Gohan, what happened to you?” Goku asked.
“Get inside this instant!” Chi-Chi pulled Gohan into the house. “You're going to catch a cold like that!”
Gohan's lips were sealed shut, and he didn't seem willing to share with his family what had happened yet, so Chi-Chi busied herself by running to get him a towel to both dry off and cover himself up.
Once Gohan was dry and covered, Chi-Chi began to question him as Goku had tried earlier. “Gohan, sweetie, what happened?”
Gohan blushed brilliantly, and remained silent for a few seconds. And then he spoke. “A mountain lion… attacked me. I got away by jumping into a lake.”
Chi-Chi seemed to believe him. She embraced her son, crying with relief that he managed to get away unharmed. Clothes, after all, can be replaced. Goku, on the other hand, didn't believe a word. But he wasn't going to tell his suspicions in front of his wife.
There was no mountain lion on the planet that could give Gohan that kind of trouble. Gohan had been tormenting the local mountain lions since he was five years old. He could also smell a slight hint of arousal, sweat, and sex. He figured that Gohan was wet because he had taken a dip in a lake to wash the scent off. Gohan might have thought he smelled normal again with his half-Saiyan nose, but Goku's nose was twice as good. Goku's theory also explained his nakedness.
Of course, there was no way Goku would voice such thoughts aloud in the presence of his wife. She would just go into a huge rant about grandchildren, and probably smother Gohan to death.
Besides… such a conversation should be between a father and son.
The Saiyan made a mental promise to himself to get Gohan alone and talk to him about it.
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Goku got his chance earlier than he thought, in fact, that very night. Chi-Chi had put Goten down, and `gone to bed early'. That was normally code for Goku that tonight was going to be a fun night, but he felt that his son's need was greater than his own, so to speak.
Gohan sat on the couch, staring blankly at the wall. Goku was sure that he wasn't seeing it at all, but preoccupied with something in his head. The Saiyan sat down next to his son without the teenager's knowing.
“So, Gohan…” Goku said, and Gohan jumped slightly, realizing his father was there. “Are you going to tell me what really happened tonight?”
“W—what?” Gohan stuttered. “I told you… I was attacked…”
“Gohan, my nose is twice as good as yours. Just because you can fool yourself doesn't mean you can fool me.” Goku said, grinning slightly. Gohan blushed, confirming Goku's thoughts. “Is it Videl?” Goku asked.
Gohan nodded. “Yeah.”
“Do you love her?” Goku asked.
Gohan nodded again. “Yeah.”
“What happened tonight? You're arrival didn't make you seem like a man who has gotten the woman he loved.”
“No, I guess not.” Gohan admitted. “Videl and I… we've been… intimate… several times, but we've never done… that. Tonight was supposed to be the big night. Her father was out of the house, so I went to her house. That's where everything went wrong…”
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(Flash-back)
Gohan flew quickly over Satan City, in anticipation of the activities that he and Videl were going to be doing that evening. He quickly found Satan Mansion, a place that he had been several times before, and he landed on the balcony outside of Videl's room, another place he was familiar with.
“Videl?” He called quietly, having no wish to alert any of the many staff who worked there of his presence. While his parents knew that he was dating Videl, Videl's father had no idea. Videl was so sure that her father would disapprove and forbid her from seeing Gohan on principle.
“Gohan.” Videl's answering call came out of the room, a little louder than Gohan would have liked. She stepped out onto the balcony, and Gohan felt all the breath forcefully leave his body.
She was wearing the skimpiest thing he had ever seen a woman wear! It was some sort of lacy, see-through nightgown, giving him a very generous view of her cleavage and her legs, since the gown only went down to the top of her thighs. She wasn't wearing a bra underneath, so her breasts were clearly visible through the see-through gown. And… and… is that a thong?!? Gohan's addled mind questioned. Yep, it was.
“Good, you're here. I was starting to get testy.” Videl said.
“Videl…”
“Don't you think you're over-dressed?” Videl asked.
Gohan responded instantly, by removing his shirt as quickly as lightning.
“Better… much better.” Videl moved closer to him, pulling him into a demanding kiss.
She had awoken the beast inside him, as only she could do, calling forth his Saiyan side as only she could. He responded to her kiss with a wild passion, pulling her against his hard body.
Videl gasped as he turned into `aggressive Gohan', and she hoped that the lesson she taught him last night would hold.
Linked together at the lips, they moved into her bedroom and over to her large bed. Videl normally thought such a large bed was a waste, but today, it only seemed adventurous.
They fell together on the bed, still locked in a lustful kiss. They parted briefly, so that Gohan could pull her gown over her head, leaving her only clothed in a barely-there thong. Once the gown had been tossed aside like a worthless piece of trash, Gohan pressed himself down against her, enjoying the feeling of her plump breasts pressed against his hard chest.
But that wasn't enough. He pushed himself up slightly, and brought his hand up to her chest, giving her right breast a firm squeeze.
Videl arched her back into his touch. “Ugh! Gohan…” As always, his simple touch could ignite her body and soul in a consuming lustful fire. She reached down blindly for his pants, undoing them quickly and forcing them down, leaving him only in his boxers, which were far less restraining on his growing erection than his pants were.
As he fondled her again, she cried out again, only louder. The pleasured cry forced Gohan to remember where they were, and he quickly pressed a finger to her lips. “Shh! The people your father has working here might catch us if you're too loud!”
“You worry too much, Gohan.” Videl gasped, forcefully kissing him again. “I gave them the evening off. We're all alone.”
Gohan smiled at her and relented, kissing her again.
He licked his way down her neck, past her collar bone, and to her left breast, which so far, had been neglected by his caressing hand. She released another pleasured moan, and Gohan didn't bother silencing her with the information she had given him. They were all alone in the massive estate, so they could be as loud as they wanted. Hell, the estate was so big; the neighbors probably wouldn't hear it even if one of them screamed as loudly as they could.
Gohan carefully pulled her nipple into his mouth, sucking on it lightly and flicking it with his tongue until it had hardened to his satisfaction, and she was moaning his name, just like he liked it.
“Gohan…” Videl breathed, tangling her fingers in his short hair as she arched into his face. “I need more. I want all of you.” She grinded her hips against his erection to prove her point.
The demi-Saiyan hesitated slightly. He didn't have first-hand experience with sex; so a lot of his information came from books on the subject, repeatedly walking in on his parents when they were, um… engaged, and eavesdropping on his father's friends. And one thing stood out clearly in his mind. If he wasn't careful, the first time would be very painful for a girl.
He loved Videl, and didn't want to hurt her more than was absolutely necessary. “Videl… are you sure? I just want to make sure you're… completely ready.” Gohan said.
Videl sighed. “Gohan, I've been waiting for this probably as long as you have. I want this to happen.”
“But, I don't want to hurt you.” Gohan said.
“I've always known that the first time would be uncomfortable.” Videl admitted. “But I'm a tough girl; I can handle the pain to be with the one I love. Besides, feel…” She took his hand and drew it down between her thighs. He could feel that the limited fabric of her thong was completely soaked with her fluids. “Believe me, I'm ready.”
Gohan stared into her eyes a moment, and then nodded. “Okay.” They both removed their final garments: Gohan's boxers and Videl's thong. Gohan mounted her body and, with Videl's help, lined him up with her entrance. “Just promise me… if it hurts too much, you'll tell me.” Gohan breathed heavily, taking in the heady scent of her arousal.
Videl stared into his onyx eyes, and nodded. “I love you.” She breathed.
As carefully and with as measured a pace as he could manage, he began to push inside her tight opening. Videl's body stiffened underneath him and around him, protesting at the foreign intrusion into her virgin body.
The fact that she had been fully aroused before he began to enter her helped a little, but that couldn't change that she was a virgin, and her body was simply not used to being stretched that way.
Gohan was waging an inner battle with himself greater than when he fought Cell. The Saiyan in him desperately wanted to take the willing female in one hard thrust and ruthlessly pound into her. But he beat that side of himself down with ruthless efficiency. He would never willingly hurt Videl in such a manner. She was giving him a rare gift, a miracle, tonight, and he would personally make sure she did not regret a moment of it.
He continued at his slow pace, despite his body urging him on. It didn't help much that Videl was writhing underneath him and digging her fingernails into his arms; not in pleasure, he knew, but in pain. When he was about half-way in, Videl grit her teeth tightly, clamping her eyes shut, and a single tear escaped the boundary of her eye.
Gohan leaned down and kissed it off her cheek. “I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. The pain will be over soon, I promise.”
Videl nodded, showing him that she had understood him. “I'm fine, Gohan. Keep going. I want to do this with you.”
Gohan thanked all the Kamis above that he had not encountered a maiden's barrier which, due to her active lifestyle, had probably long-since been broken.
After what seemed an eternity, Gohan found that he was fully sheathed within her. And, despite all his instincts screaming for movement, he managed to remain still. He managed to distract himself, and Videl, by pulling her into a passionate kiss.
Videl, who was just as eager for the distraction as Gohan was, passionately returned his kiss, pouring all of her love into that simple contact while she got used to the much more intimate, but painful, contact below.
“Videl…” Gohan breathed. “I love you. You feel so damn good, I can hardly stand it.” He grinded his hips against hers.
Videl gave a slight gasp, but was relieved that the movement was not nearly as painful as before. She knew that Gohan was probably is as much pain as she was, if only for a completely different reason. He was probably dying to move, but feared for her at the same time.
She pulled Gohan close and bucked into his hips slightly, hiding her winch from him.
Gohan took that as the cue that she was ready to continue. And, even though he believed that she was just doing that to please him, he really couldn't wait anymore. So he vowed to go gently until the pain eased for her.
He kissed her again as he began to move in the slow rhythm that he was determined to keep until she stopped feeling pain.
Videl clung to him tightly as he began to move within her, focusing her attention on him rather than the pain she was experiencing where their bodies were joined. She had always known that the first time would hurt, and she was prepared for it, and focusing on Gohan's pleasure helped to take her mind off the pain.
And Gohan certainly seemed to be in a lot of pleasure, as she could feel every shiver of pleasure as it worked its way through his body. “Kami, Videl… so good… so tight… so hot…” Gohan moaned as he pressed his face against her neck to nibble at it.
It seemed that several minutes had passed when the friction of Gohan's thrusts began to hurt less, and even start to feel good. It still hurt a little, but no more than a slight sting as her body grew used to him and began to soak in the pleasure.
Gohan felt and heard the change. She started to meet his thrusts will little ones of her own, pushing him in even deeper. And her little gasps of pain slowly transformed into moans of pleasure. And then, finally…
“Oh, yes… Gohan… so much better.” She kissed him. “I know you're holding back, Love. Thank you, but you can let go now.”
“Are you sure?” Gohan asked, panting slightly. “I don't want to…”
“I'm sure, I'm sure.” Videl breathed. “Please. I need you. I love you. Please.”
Gohan nodded mutely, and picked up his pace a little.
“Oh yeah, Gohan, that's it!” Videl moaned, arching to meet his thrust.
She was getting louder now, but Gohan didn't really care. Her moans and cries were music to his ears. Besides, they were all alone. Who was going to hear them?
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Famous last words.
Hercule Satan slowly walked through the front door of his house. He loved the Limelight, but even he got tired of it sometimes. He was supposed to be doing an interview tomorrow in West City about his last win at the Tenkaichi Budokai. Normally, he loved to talk endlessly about his victories, but the last one was just awkward. How was he supposed to get around the fact that he had bribed his opponent in the final match to lose and that he hadn't lost to that kid Trunks on purpose? So he didn't something he had never done before in his life: ditched the reporters to avoid talking about a victory. It was as easy as telling his secretary to tell the reporters his stomach was acting up again.
All he wanted right now was an ice-cold beer, his good chair, and his daughter's company. Yes, Hercule Satan probably loved his daughter more than any person on Earth, but she was his only daughter. What do you expect?
He headed for the kitchen, and called through the door for the chef that was usually there. “Hey, get me a beer.”
Normally, such a request was fulfilled instantly. But several moments later, Hercule's request was unfulfilled. Confused, he opened the door, only to find the kitchen empty.
Giving up, he went to the refrigerator to get his own beer. He had barely popped the lid when there was a thump directly above his head. He glanced up. The kitchen was right below… Videl's room.
The beer fell from nerveless hands. He began to rush upstairs, so sure that something terrible was happening in Videl's room. His mind raced. Kidnappers, rapists, reporters…
However, just as he got to her bedroom door, he paused at the sound of Videl's voice inside the room.
“Oh yeah… Yeah! Right there! That's the spot!”
Her voice was joined by a male's.
“That's right. Damn! Scream my name, Videl! Scream it!”
“Go…Ahh!”
“Say it!” The male voice ordered.
“GOHAN!!!”
Hercule considered for a moment not going into the room. But only for a moment.
He opened the door swiftly, and time seemed to freeze. It froze first for him, as he took in the sight of his little girl in an intimate embrace with a boy. There was no doubt as to what they were doing. What else would two teenagers naked in a bed be doing?
And then time stopped for the two lustful teenagers on the bed. They both stared at the door in shock, still intimately connected, but all wanton lust gone. Their arousal was gone like a flick of a switch.
For a long moment that seemed to last forever, the three occupants of the room just stared at each other blankly. It was finally Mr. Satan that broke the spell and the silence.
“VIDEL, WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING WITH A BOY! AND WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!?” Mr. Satan screamed.
Videl shook Gohan. “Gohan, go now!” She ordered.
Gohan didn't question the order, even for a second. The problem was that his clothes were at Mr. Satan's feet, and he had no desire to go any closer to him than he was that the moment. Sure, Gohan was a million times stronger than Mr. Satan even on his bad days, but it would take even more than a Saiyan's bravery to face the father of the woman he was just caught in bed with.
Mr. Satan seemed to realize why Gohan was hesitating. He picked up Gohan's clothes. “Oh no! You're not going anywhere until you explain what the hell you're doing with my daughter!”
“Go, Gohan! I'll handle this!” Videl pleaded.
This time, Gohan didn't hesitate. He rushed at Mr. Satan and made a grab for his clothes faster than he could pull them away. However, the older man still had a good grip on them, and the poor clothes could not withstand the stress of the tug-of-war between the demi-Saiyan and Mr. Satan. The clothes were ripped beyond recognition.
Gohan gave that up as a bad job and rushed at the window, leaping out and flying away as fast as he could, so that no one down below would wonder why a naked teenage boy was flying through the air.
Behind him, he could hear Mr. Satan screaming. “GET BACK HERE, YOU DAMN FILTHY TRICKSTER! YOU…” His voice faded beyond his hearing as he flew away from Satan City as fast as he could possibly manage.
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(End flashback)
Gohan continued to blush. “So I stopped by a lake to wash off. I hoped you guys wouldn't know about this yet.”
“So, all in all, it wasn't a very good date, was it?” Goku laughed. “Don't worry, I know how you feel.”
“You do?”
“Yeah, after your mother and I got married, the Ox-King came over to visit unexpectedly and walked in on us having sex here in the living room.” Goku laughed nervously at the memory. “Well, he knew that we were married, and that implied we were having sex. But I guess there are things you don't want to walk in on your daughter doing. He almost strangled me.”
“Oh wow. I guess I got off a little easy than.” Gohan admitted.
“You sure did.” Goku said. “All right… how about I go `convince' good old Hercule why you would be a good mate for his daughter?”
Gohan flinched. “You won't hurt him, will you? He is a bit of an ass, but he's still Videl's father.”
Goku winked. “Of course.”
 
LES: Fin… for now? I don't know. If inspiration ever strikes me again, I'll probably write another part, but don't expect it. Originally, I wanted the lemon to be from Gohan's point of view, since it is like him telling the story to his father. But it didn't turn out that way. I guess I have trouble writing lemons from the male point of view since I'm a female. Anyway, I hope this turned out good enough.