TABOO
The night air felt frigid against her bare skin. Fevered hands roamed her body with a skilled technique that left her gasping for more and they had only just started. Her brows furrowed together as contrasting emotions plagued her. On one hand, his touch was more pleasurable than anything she had experienced before. On the other hand, what they were doing was wrong. So, so, incredibly wrong that waves of anxiety overwhelmed her and she had to fight to stay in the moment.
Although as they continued, he was making it far too easy for her to get lost in the pleasure his body brought. For he was more like her than any other man she'd let enter. And perhaps it was her genes that had drawn her to him in such a twisted fashion. Whatever it was, there was no denying that the energy he was filling her with what felt like heaven and hell wrapped up into one glorious union.
It had all started innocently enough compared to what others might have thought. The mighty Son Goku had returned to Earth after a long absence. According to her mother he had been 'training with gods and finally decided to visit his otherwise neglected friends', as she'd put it. The sneer on her face had been overly noticeable but Bra had paid no mind to that.
It had been no secret that those involved with Son Goku held slight resentment from his lack of commitment to anything other than fighting. Growing up she had observed it her mother, father, and even his wife. But to Bra, Son Goku was had become that of an almost mythical and powerful figure. To hear of his return to Earth left her mind reeling with girlish excitement and anxiety.
At seventeen, the world was Bra's oyster. Being the daughter of a genius had its advantages in many ways and the young woman had picked up a bad habit of sneaking out right under her parent's noses. While the behavior was typical for anyone her age, the princess had always felt rather smug that she could get past her father in particular. It was a rare talent she had perfected.
And so, it had been a night like so many others when Bra had decided to galavant around West City. Things had been going swimmingly when she met up with her best friend Marron and a few boys of her choosing. Innocent at first, it didn't take long before the liquor was flowing and trashy attitudes came out. Breaking away from the group, Bra had disappeared without nearly anyone realizing it.
All forethought had been drowned in alcohol as she walked her way to the edge of the city. Swaying this way and that, she had failed to notice that she had been followed. And maybe if she hadn't had so much of her mother's genes the young woman would have picked up on the stranger's energy and would have had time to react to what quickly became unwelcome advances.
The stranger was tall and of average build and the alleyway she found herself in was dark and too far removed from anyone that could possibly save her or hear her.
"Hey baby, wanna show me what's under that pretty little dress?"
Her protests were laced with venom as she hissed out a reply while the stranger continued to approach until she was firmly pressed up against the wet, dirty, wall of the alleyway she had unintentionally backed herself into. Why hadn't she just stayed with the group? How could she have been so careless?
"Stop! get your hands off me!" She yelled when she felt his hands up under her dress.
"Oh come one, let's have a little fun! There is nobody here to stop us. Just enjoy it."
Bra let out a growl of frustration when the man pressed his lips against her neck. She could smell the stench of alcohol on his breath and tried desperately to kick at him or inflict some type of pain to free herself. But alas, it seemed all of her attempts weren't good enough. There was too much alcohol in her system and the world around her was beginning to spin.
Tears streamed down her face, displacing the makeup she's put on only hours ago. Oh, why couldn't see have been more like her father and brother? In this moment, it seemed like she had fallen victim to the universe's cruel Joke.
And as unwelcome hands groped her and tore her panties away from her it seemed that perhaps her yells and screams had been heard. From out of the blue, a sudden rush of cool air swirled around her and it took her a few moments to realize what had happened.
At first, she wasn't sure just exactly who it was. Tall and well built, it wasn't until Bra had raised her eyes up a fully with blurred vision and saw the wild and crazy hair that stuck out every direction, that she knew who had saved her from her fate. It seemed her secret hero had somehow magically come to her rescue.
Of course, it was him. The miraculous Son Goku, father of her old childhood crush, and her father's biggest rival. Casually tossed her offender aside, the Saiyan put himself between the two. She saw the dark look in Son Goku's eyes as he took every punch her would be rapist threw at him. He simply stood here taking all the punches as if he couldn't feel a damn thing at all. And it wasn't until vile words were being spewed at the Saiyan princess that Goku acted.
With one push of his hand, the man went flying backward so fast Bra wondered if she had blinked. In less that a second the man was lying unconscious in the alleyway where he had almost wrongfully claimed his prize. And to think if she had even an ounce of her father's strength it could have been that easy.
Face still stained with tears, Bra let out a gasp when Goku pulled her close. In an instant, Bra was back on Capsule Corp. grounds. She was a bundle of nerves, body shaking as tears continued to fall.
A practiced mouth waged a gentle assault on her jaw line before breathe out hot words into her ear. The heat of his breath spilling into her ear and over her neck was enough to leave her trembling with eagerness. The tone his voice had taken was nothing short of filthy as his princess wriggled beneath him.
A soft gasp emitted from between her parted lips when his mouth had made it way from her breast and continued lower making contact with was to her utter bliss. He had dominated her so quickly that she almost hadn't known how to react. Her submission was the only thing that felt right. She was in his hands. And for once, she didn't want it any other way as he held her down with such a gentle strength, squirming for him to give her more.
And to think she was actually tasting such a forbidden fruit! The thought was so euphoric she almost didn't care if anyone else knew the things this man did to her. How he flipped her over and took was made more him from behind, whispering filthy things into her ear. His raw energy was simply divine.
She hadn't realized she had been silently shaking her head as she clung to the man who'd somehow magically been in the right place at the right time. No, it wasn't until his secure grip slacked from where he'd held her around her waist that Bra craned her neck to look up at Goku.
The expression on his face was enough to make her want to cry all over again. Concern and disappointment were evident in his expression and for a moment, her number one crush was making her feel like nothing more than the seventeen-year-old she really was.
The Hot heat of embarrassment flooded her face upon looking Son Goku in the eyes. Tears began to well up in her brilliant, blue, eyes as she attempted to turn her head away in shame. However, catching her by the chin with a gentle, yet firm grip, Goku made her look at him.
It was almost too much, being so close to the man she'd fantasized and dreamed about. After what had almost happened to her. Even with his disapproving looks there was still concern somewhere within his eyes that sent a shiver all the way down Bra's spine.
Her lips parted slightly as she was forced to look up at the man in her life that was shrouded in mystery. He was so damn handsome and she was such a beautiful mess.
"What were you thinking?" Was all he asked at first.
There was a long pregnant pause as she desperately tried to find the words to explain herself.
"Do you have any idea what your father would have done to him? And to you?" Goku almost seethed.
"I-I-I know but-" She starting, stumbling over her words.
"But what, Bra? You could have been seriously hurt or worse. What will your father think?"
And before she knew it Goku had distanced himself from her leaving Bra shaking where she stood. Her breath caught in her throat at the sudden absence of his warmth. Her chest rose and fell heavily as she registered Goku's words. Panic shot through her at the idea of her parents finding out. Of her father finding out.
Her blue eyes watched as Goku put two fingers up to his forehead. Was he going to tell her father? As fast as she could Bra flung herself onto Goku clutching the material of his shirt with her feminine hands. Adrenaline pumping through her system she shook her head and ignored the half surprised look on Goku's face as she pleaded with him
"Wait please don't tell my father! I made a stupid mistake a-a-and I'm sorry! I was careless, I'm sorry! Just please don't-" She begged him, hoping he wouldn't lay her sins bare as she tried choking down her tears.
Defeat briefly shown in his dark orbs before Goku blinked it away. He'd gently clasped his large hands around her own before letting out a sigh before promising her he wouldn't say anything to her parents so long as it didn't happen again. There was a certain weight to his words that made Bra worried he might actually hold her to that promise.
He'd held such intense eye contact that he had almost scared her in a most peculiar way. The blue haired princess was thankful it was so dark out when an accidental blush had worked its way up her neck and spread across her cheeks.
And it wasn't until he had received her word that Goku allowed a small smile to grace his handsome features as he looked down at her. His hand curled around her jaw to cup her face, He'd made a comment about how she was just like her mother before advising her to get back inside before her father noticed either of their energy signals.
And to both his and her own surprise, Bra obeyed after muttering thank you's to Goku in the dark before silently slinking back into the safety of her own home. That night something deep within Bra changed.
No longer was she content with her fantasies. No, somewhere deep inside the young woman raw desire was brewing. Whether it was alcohol induced she wasn't sure. All Bra knew was that something tempted her to push the boundaries of Son Goku.
A/N: Woot. Originally supposed to be a one-shot but I think I might continue this for another few chapters? What do you all think? Thanks for reading, yo!