AN: Some warnings for this chapter… there is a sex scene including oral and vaginal. And it´s a little bit rough. Also, I really hadn´t thought how insanely fitting Hozier´s song would be for this fic in the beginning. But it is.

Alright, so much to that. Have fun!

Darlin', don't you, stand there watching, won't you
Come and save me from it
Darlin', don't you, join in, you're supposed to
Drag me away from it

Any way to distract and sedate
Adding shadows to the walls of the cave

Hozier – Sedated

He hadn´t shown himself for a week after their talk. He had had a plan when he came to her a few months ago, but somehow he just couldn´t bring himself to just spit it out. He wasn´t that condescending and anyway, it´s not as if she would listen. She wouldn´t listen out of spite, he learned that much. Some traits were inherited.

It didn´t help much that his brain entered a state of constant fogginess, the lack of sleep made sure of that. Maybe… last time she forced him to talk she had actually helped him somehow. He wondered if she knew.

When he arrived at her house, she was sitting on her veranda again, her favorite spot, with her black cat on the lap. Even when no one was around she made sure to look impeccable. It was so different from what he was used to. Not even Bulma had cared that much, he had seen her so often sweaty and dirty from some work she did. But Bra was sitting there like a goddess, her long blue hair falling over her shoulders, make-up probably, he couldn´t tell, barely ever seen her without it, even her long nails were painted meticulously. No wonder people felt alienated by her. He had the same effect, but for different reasons.

"Morning Bra."

"Morning Goku." She didn´t look up. He was already groaning inside.

"Do you want to know why I´m here?"

"Guess you want to sleep in a bed instead of the fucking woods." Still didn´t look up.

"I meant Earth."

"Well, considering your absences from time to time maybe you wanna catch up with your family. Or not, I don't know. You´re good at avoiding them."

"Bra, I visit my family all the time. Don´t you know that?"

She looked up, finally. She tried to stay neutral, but he could see that she was hurt. "No, I don´t keep close tabs with your family."

And they all have close contact with her family. He didn´t say anything.

"Why didn´t you come to mum´s funeral then?"

"I was there, Bra. I just… didn´t feel like making my presence known."

Now she didn´t hide it anymore. So he had managed to get a reaction out of her, something else than anger and indifference, but the pain in her eyes was what he had wanted to avoid. "Listen Bra, you were fine, there was nothing we had to say to each other, and I thought you´d have known when I was here."

"Then why did you come to me now?"

"You…" He swallowed. Talking was awful. He didn´t like it very much. "You were helpful when I was struggling with accepting that Chichi was gone and I have been struggling with my progress lately, it´s… it´s not going anywhere. I thought staying at your place would help."

"What do you mean progress?" Her voice was shaky, but she didn´t falter.

"It seems like I reached my limit. I couldn´t find anything to surpass my level. Maybe there is no further ascension, I don´t know."

"That´s it then? That´s why you came here?"

"Yeah."

He saw it coming, but didn´t move out of the way. It didn´t hurt all that much anyway. Bra hissed, her hand must´ve hurt after she slapped him, there was nothing soft about him. She slapped him again, harder, glaring at him, daring him to say something, to defend himself.

"You fucking bitch!"

This time he grabbed her hand. It was pathetic. They both were. But not all hope was lost. There was one thing he hadn´t tried yet, something she seemed to hold in high esteem.

"Are you still interested in that fuck?" It hurt him, saying that. Every other way she would´ve just made fun of though.

"It´s not going to make anything better!"

"It´s not going to make it worse either."

He let go, she slapped him again. This time, he felt a slight tingle in his cheek. Or maybe it was just the rough kiss that followed.

There was no way he actually meant it, he had said so himself, 'I don´t care about sex', but he started it, maybe… maybe he just made an exception. For her. He wasn´t very responsive when she kissed him, it was kind of unnerving. Pushing him down on one of the chairs she immediately started taking his shirt off, trying not to rip it, trying not to look so desperate. Everything about him was so unyielding, so powerful. And still he came crawling to her, bitching how he still wasn´t strong enough. Didn´t they achieve god status?

Her fingers, tangled in his chest hair started to dig into his skin, scratching hard enough for him to hiss, pushing her away when she hit the nipples. He looked confused, only used to the harmless stuff, to people who adore him. She just wanted to see him angry, to hurt him, to make him beg for more when she was done with him, to finally see a genuine emotion on his face.

She snarled, getting up again, ripping of her blouse. Thinking about it made her blood pumping. She wanted to act on it.

Goku didn´t push her away again, but he looked warily when she got back into position, straddling him. He was breathing hard, his mouth slightly open. She slid her tongue inside and after some excruciating seconds he finally grabbed her around the waist, lifting her up and trying to stumble towards the house. She let go of him, allowing him to properly see where he was going. The last broken glass door had made such a mess…

Bra kept her hands on his face, so smooth, not a hint of stubble. How did he… "Argh!" The pain was awful, shooting right up to her brain. The base of her spine had made contact with the kitchen counter. The bad spot. "Let me down, let me…" She pushed him away, quickly walking towards her bedroom when she was back on her own feet. Asexual or not, he was obviously not able to use his brain when his dick was getting some action.

There was no need to wait for him. She pulled of her shorts, her underwear. Turned around just to see him standing in the doorway. She put her hand on her hip, mimicking her stance from so many years ago. Her tits weren´t as perky anymore, her skin started to wrinkle on some spots, but she was still damn gorgeous.

This time, he didn´t kick her out. This time, he laid his hands on her hips, his big hands, until she led them upwards, stopping at her breasts.

"Do you like it?"

He just looked at her, not saying anything at all. Huffing, she sat down on the bed and started pushing down his pants. Not even half hard yet. With a sigh, she rubbed him, hoping to get a reaction. She wasn´t used to men being so utterly unimpressed.

"Get down on the bed."

He complied. She wasn´t sure if he was uneasy or if it was just the way he fucked. But there was no way she would back off from a challenge. She crawled over to him, looking up to make sure he was paying attention. Slowly, slowly she took the tip in her mouth, gliding down until she swallowed him whole. She couldn´t keep the position long, but it was enough to make him gasp.

It didn´t take much time for him to become wonderfully hard, to fill her mouth, making it impossible to deep throat him again. Not that he seemed to care, finally giving in, finally stopping the act. She could almost feel his blood racing through his veins, how he desperately tried not to grab her head and push her down, how he gasped and shivered… Maybe Chichi had never sucked him. Maybe he didn´t know that sex could be so amazing and that he shouldn´t have missed out on it for so long.

Licking his whole length one more time she moved away, sitting down opposite him. His eyes were half closed and he started shimmering in the dimly lit room. She gestured for him to come closer, leaning back and spreading her legs. Quicker than she could even see he was over her, his skin so hot, the power was radiating off it. He hesitated a second, a torturous second, and then he moved. She smelled the blood she had been drawing with her nails, she felt her mind slipping and only instinct taking over. She felt…

Goku stared at the ceiling, the scratches on his arm stinging unpleasantly. Bra wasn't sleeping next to him, but neither wanted to talk. He had enjoyed it, somehow, but he was also slightly disturbed by it. He had never experienced something like it.

Bra started crying. He shortly moved his head to the side, looking at the hair spread out over the sheets. She wasn´t crying because of him. Obviously the whole thing had set something off for her as well.

When she didn´t stop after a few minutes he couldn´t listen to it any longer. "Are you missing someone?"

She sniffled, the sheets rustling when she tried to cover herself with them. He didn´t budge for her.

"Or was this how you wanted it to be?"

"What´s your fucking deal?" She sat up, her face red and pouty. "I didn´t get the impression you weren´t into it!"

"I´m not the one crying."

She looked away, he saw her jaw working. It was quiet for a while.

"It was funny, what you told me. How you thought Pan wasn´t taking it seriously and you had to break up with her. You see, I spent some time with her, she went with me to train and she mentioned that she didn´t want to spend time on Earth for a while, since there was this break up she had. Something serious, but the girl didn't think so as well and ended it. Didn´t say a name though." He shrugged, looking up to her. "Probably wasn't you."

He couldn´t quite place it, the way her face changed. It wasn't angry anymore, rather… tired. Bra laid down again, wrapping as much sheet around her as she could grab. He still didn´t move.

"No, probably not. Oh, and Goku? Have you ever thought about not trying so hard to ascend? I thought that was what my dad always did and it took him so much longer. Isn´t it this martial arts thing to just practice something for so long until you reach enlightenment? If you tried everything else, why not that. What´s the worst that could happen?"

That he´s staying stuck forever. "Maybe I´ll try that." She smiled, and he smiled, too.

There was a moment of complete confusion. She couldn´t quite place where she was or how she got there, but Goku… he was lying next to her. Grabbing her head she started to recall. She had just been sleeping for… 13 hours. Bra shook her head and got up. Goku slept like a stone, no need to wake him up.

Three hours later he was still sleeping. She had already put some of her breakfast in the fridge for him, not trying to keep it warm any longer. Her cats had been horribly disappointed by her long absence and she played a bit with them.

She peeked into the room in the evening, but besides the change in position he was still in the same state. She considered lying down next to him, it was her bed after all, but she retreated back to another guest room.

Another whole day passed. There was a chance he was in a sex-induced coma. Should it stay like that a day longer she would call for help.

Around noon the day after he finally shuffled down the stairs, groggy and sleepy and not smelling very good. Bra was lying on the couch, reading some news while she absentmindedly petted her cat.

"Morning sunshine. Are we feeling rested?"

"How long have I been out?"

"Oh, two days or so."

He rubbed his face, finally some stubble on it. Good to know he wasn´t quite that abnormal.

"I put away something from every meal I made the last two days. You're welcome."

Not moving much faster he went over to the kitchen. A few minutes later he sat down opposite her, shoving food into his mouth. She didn´t pay him much attention. He wouldn´t talk to her anyway, his mouth otherwise occupied.

"Have you thought about what I said?"

Startled, she looked up. So he was done. "I… no. I didn´t." She hesitated, wondering if she should even ask him. It seemed so… humiliating. A deep breath. It would drive her crazy forever. She had thought about what he hadn't said. "Why have you never visited me, when you were on Earth that often?" There was a pain in her chest, stinging her, contracting, pressing the air out of her lungs. Every second he didn't answer she felt like she was dying.

"You were doing fine and there was not really any reason. But Bra…" He rubbed his head. It was such an awful gesture. "I was here when something was going on with my family. When someone else wanted to see me, friends… they always come to me. I never go to someone first. Except this time."

It wasn´t getting better. With every shaky breath she felt her heart beating faster. She rubbed her sweaty hands on her legs, trying to calm herself down.

"Bra, why have you cried last night? Are you missing the girl who died?"

"Eri? , it´s fine. I…" She didn´t answer. After a while, he got up.

"I´m taking off. Take care, Bra."

She smiled, weakly. "Think you figured it out now?"

"Don´t know. But reaching enlightenment doesn´t sound so bad as well."

Yeah, she could use some of that as well.

"I´m so glad you´re here!"

Bra endured the hug stiffly. Though it was nice being back in her old company. Noushka was looking good, with her short dark red hair, her brown eyes and her lightly tan skin she was almost a mirror image of her mother. At least when she had still been young.

"It´s nice being back. I miss it a bit."

"I can hire you back, you know? Though I thought you enjoy your retirement. With your cats." She giggled, grinning widely.

"Noushka, I don´t like your tone."

There was more giggling, but she didn´t mind. From all her nephews and nieces she liked Noushka best. She was a smart girl and a perfect leader. The reason why Bra hadn´t visited her more often, it made her realize that she had to end her career in order to keep up the façade and now… now she wasn´t sure if she could start all over again. Build a new empire. Fake her entire life. Maybe she was a bit envious. There was no need to dwell in the past though, instead she should just enjoy lunch.

"What´s besides work, Noushka? Got someone special in your life?" Bra looked at her mischievously. She couldn´t help it, a little bit of gossip was never bad.

"No, no. No. I don´t need that, all that relationship stuff. I´m not interested in it. And honestly, having children? Wasting my time with raising people who will inevitably hate me because I don´t want to take care of them? I´m happy on my own and I think my six siblings will make up for it. But what about you, Aunt Bra? Looking for spouse number four?"

Was she? After Eri, she hadn´t felt like looking for someone else. Someone she would need to lie to in order to get to know them. Not like she had imagined it. "Not really. I´m getting too old for that."

Noushka looked at her seriously. She knew that face, it was the way her brother liked to look at her when he was displeased. "Bra, I love my work so much more than I would ever love another human being. But you know, for those of us who actually want to love other people, they shouldn´t… dismiss it. It´s just making them sad."

It´s just making me sad. She smiled weakly. "Maybe there´s something to it."

Maybe.

AN: And still not the last chapter! But I promise the next one will be. Honestly, I don´t want the chapters to be super long and I kinda underestimated how much is left to write. But hey, more chapters!

Anyway, hope you had fun and until next time:)