AN: this chapter is written to the song "stay with me" by Sam Smith. Thanks to my best friend Sam for editing for me, and thanks to everyone for all the reviews! Every time I get a new one it makes my day! Enjoy
/-/-Guess it's true, I'm not good at a one-night stand-/-/
Goten looked through the windows, only to find his view blocked by the curtains which were pulled tightly closed. He quickly glanced over his shoulder to be sure he was alone before reaching out a shivering hand, tapping lightly on the glass. Minutes passed, turning into what felt to Goten to be an eternity or longer. Just as he reached out to knock again, the curtains shifted. As the fabric was pulled back a set of misty sapphire eyes were revealed. Goten raised his hand in a sad wave as the window pushed out.
"Hi Bulla. Can I come in?"
Nervously, she glanced over her shoulder, her aqua locks releasing a scented breeze that made Goten's insides tighten and liquefy all at once. After a second, she turned back to him shaking her head.
"Goten, what if he hears you?"
The Demi saiyan shook his head as he rolled his shoulders. His fear had been intensely crippling, paralyzing. What mattered now was Bulla. He needed to show her that she wasn't alone.
"Please. We need to talk."
Visually wilting, she nodded. "You HAVE to be quiet, Goten"
/-/-But I still need love 'cause I'm just a man-/-/
Goten pulled himself through the open window, sucking in a breath as his feet hit the floor. He sighed quietly as he immediately directed his attention back to Bulla. She sat on her bed, looking up at him expectantly. Smiling cheerfully, Goten lowered himself to the bed beside her. Feeling the heat from her presence killed him. Being in this room brought back memories of the day he had come in here with Gohan and his father. He looked towards the door. It was locked. He exhaled with a whoosh of relief and turned to her. As soon as he opened his mouth to say something, she spoke, her voice low, barely a whisper.
"I'm sorry Trunks got so mad..."
His grin widened, "Don't be. I deserved it. He loves you." Goten sighed quietly once more, bringing his hand up the rub the back of his head in a classic Goku move. "He's your brother. If I had a little sister I would have reacted the same way." Goten brushed his nose lightly. "Besides, it's nothing really." He smiled at her now, closing his eyes.
She returned his smile, but her eyes flooded with tears, "Guess that means my dad must really love me, huh?"
He frowned and looked towards the floor. He didn't know what to say, think or even feel. Vegeta's wrath was to be expected from the saiyan prince, and if truth be told, Goten was surprised it wasn't worse. Goten sat unmoving, unsure of what to say. Finally, a thought struck him, and he turned his head to look into her eyes.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
Wiping wetness from her cheeks, she shrugged, "I didn't get a chance. Trunks heard me crying. He barged in, saw the tests...and started screaming."
Flinching at the pain in her voice, Goten shook his head. Everything was such a mess. Everyone was at war, and he was dumbfounded about what to say or do.
/-/-These nights never seem to go to plan-/-/
"Everything is going to be okay Bulla. I will make sure of it. I'm gonna be here, and Vegeta will come around, and then-"
She shook her head, "No he won't, Goten! He will never accept this. If he finds out I'm afraid of what he will do."
With a steady hand, Goten grabbed her fingers, squeezing gently. She entwined her fingers with his, their palms pressed flat together, sliding into place like perfectly matched puzzle pieces. He felt her heartbeat and suddenly felt giddy. He had never had a feeling like this before. Being near her was like flying, feeling her skin was like touching perfection. Goten caught her eyes, holding her gaze. Unfaltering, he looked into her eyes, and what he saw there made his heart skip a beat.
/-/-I don't want you to leave, will you hold my hand?-/-/
Something about this felt right. Something about this made him feel like he was ten feet tall. Although what, he couldn't have guessed.
"Goten...I don't want to be alone." She spoke, feeling incredibly vulnerable with every breath.
Leaning in, he pulled her into his chest, "You'll never be alone again."
He felt her melt into him, and his entire body suddenly felt like it was vibrating. Leaning back, he pressed his forehead against hers becoming lost in the depths of her eyes. Before he knew what was happening, her lips brushed against his. A million lights flashed in his head, like a strobe light behind his vision.
He pressed into her, desperate for the feel of her. An electric current passed between them, and his free hand came up to caress her cheek, wiping her tears away. After a moment her lips parted against him and he deepened their kiss. He felt her fingers running a trail across the back of his neck, and a cold chill ran up his spine.
/-/-Oh, won't you stay with me?-/-/
/-/-'Cause you're all I need-/-/
He laid her back, until she was flat against the bed and he was over her. She was all he knew. She consumed all of his thoughts, and every feeling thrumming throughout his system. He felt her tongue dip into his mouth, and he groaned. Every breath he took roared inside of him, and he felt her heartbeat inside of his chest. His hand fell from her face, down, and lower, until it rested on her thigh. She pulled away, their breath mingling together until it formed one fluid current between them. Again, in her eyes, he saw that familiar fire. It was the fire he had seen the last time they had been together in this room, only it hadn't been for him.
Her gaze begged for his touch, and he turned his head away, looking towards the door. Reminding himself that it was indeed locked, he returned his attention to her. Her eyes, red from her emotions and wet from her fear, bored inside of him. At that moment nothing else existed, all he knew was her. Searching for any sign of her need, he watched her eyes. Her lips, swollen from their kisses, parted slightly, begging him without words. Goten leaned down to her, capturing her lips as his fingers traveled from her outer thigh to the warmth between her inner thighs.
/-/-This ain't love, it's clear to see-/-/
/-/-But darling, stay with me-/-/
"Please, Goten. Make me feel good." Bulla breathed softly between low, almost inaudible moans.
He didn't need to be told twice. His fingers traced her aching need. She gasped, and he grinned against her lips. The feeling of her bowing to him, bending before him, practically begging to touched; it was something he lived for. He pressed again, expertly tracing his fingers along her through the fabric.
Finally, when she arched towards him, he pushed her dampened panties to the side and inserted a single finger into her. Though her voice was hushed, she moaned into his mouth, her breath hot and sweet in his mouth. He added another finger, and used his thumb to encircle her clit. When he touched that sensitive place, she jumped and threw her legs apart. He continued, pressing into her, increasing his friction until a gush of fluid soaked his hand and wrist, and she groaned. After a moment, he stared into her eyes, and what he saw there was enough to break his heart. Silently, she was crying.
/-/-Why am I so emotional?-/-/
A look of concern overtook his features, and his smile melted.
"Bulla..."
"Goten...please stay with me." She begged, tears rolling down her soft, porcelain skin.
Releasing her fingers from his own, he ran a hand through her hair to sooth her. Her change was sudden, but he had expected it. Her stress was too much for her to handle, and he felt the same pressure. Everything had gotten so out of control in such a short period of time. When he opened his mouth to speak, he was hushed by her lips, devouring his mouth. Though unsure if she was afraid of what he would say, or that he would reject her, Goten got the feeling she was silencing him with her kiss. Before he knew what was happening, Goten felt his pants suddenly loosen. Then they began sliding down his legs. Her hand pushed beneath the waistband of his boxers, and when she grabbed him, her warmth made him shake.
/-/-No, it's not a good look, gain some self-control-/-/
Before he had a chance to react, she used his length to pull him towards her. Using her hand to guide him, she bucked her hips until he penetrated. The sudden wetness made him gasp, and she caught his cry in her mouth. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she pulled him down until he lay atop her. Pulling away, he looked into her eyes, still wet, her eyes fluttered closed as he pressed into her. She let out a sigh, one Goten took for happiness. He kissed her chin, running his lips down her jaw until he reached her neck, and lower until he reached her collar bone.
Groaning, she arched against him, and he began to move. He felt her skeletal fingers grasping for his, and he entangled his fingers with hers, pressing their palms flat again. Her heartbeat was like thunder, quaking within him, and he felt it when it sped up suddenly. He kept his pace, steady and slow, and whenever their hips connected, she moaned. Unlike the feverish, violent pace during Bulla's heat phase, Goten felt absolutely no need to rush or push her. Tonight, this fathomless night, was made for this. It was made for comfort, emotions.
/-/-And deep down I know this never works-/-/
He rocked against her slowly, carefully, and when he turned, the look on her flushed face told him all he needed to know. Her hands folded into the back of his neck, pulling his mouth back towards hers. Their tongues wrestled for dominance, and just this once, Goten let her win. She melted into him. This time, her orgasm was a wave, closing around him like a warm embrace. He rode it out while she shivered, sighing into his mouth. Finally, he fell over the edge, and emptied himself inside of her without even a sound. After a moment, their lips parted, and he leaned back to look at her.
"Goten...I'm afraid."
He shook his head, "Don't be. Everything will be okay." He spoke as confidently as possible. "I'm sure of it."
Slowly, he pulled out of her, and she sighed. He lay next to her, and she rested her head on his shoulder. Her hair fanned out across his chest, rising and falling as he attempted to catch his breath. After a moment, she turned to look up at him, and he could see her eyes still slowly leaking. He grinned and chaffed her under the chin.
"I'm here, Bulla. Everything is alright."
She shook her head, and a sob erupted. She buried her head in his chest, and he could feel the wetness spread across his shirt. When she pulled in a breath, it was shaking and labored. He wrapped his arms around her, and her shoulders shook as a wave of sobs quaked her small frame.
/-/-But you can lay with me so it doesn't hurt-/-/
"My dad is going to find out." Though her voice was muffled by his shirt, Goten heard her clearly. Slowly, he nodded.
"Yeah. He will." Goten sighed. It was an inevitable truth.
"He told me he would kill you, Goten." Bulla whispered, voice shaking through her tears.
Again, Goten shook his head, but this time, his voice was rock hard and unwavering, "I don't care."
/-/-Oh, won't you stay with me?-/-/
/-/-Cause you're all I need-/-/
/-/-This ain't love it's clear to see-/-/
/-/-But darling, stay with me-/-/
He laid with her for what seemed to him like a few minutes, until he felt her breathing quiet and steady. Carefully, he lifted her, and placed her near the head of the bed. As he pulled the comforter over her sleeping from, he sighed heavily. There would come a time when Vegeta would know. It was unavoidable. Goten looked down at Bulla, smiling as she slept.
"He will not keep me from our child, Bulla..."
With a glance at the still closed bedroom door, he stepped out of the window, closing it behind him.
"I'll make sure of it." He spoke sure of himself before disappearing into the darkness towards home.
