A/N: Wooo! Ok this chapter is a bit longer than most. Hope you guys enjoy and thanks for your patient and feedback! I appreciate it.

Warnings: Lemon ahead, Goku OOC.

MAGNETISM

11

I still had strawberries in my hand as I pushed open the door to the guest room. Upon doing so, I immediately froze as the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I cautiously peered around the room but still found I was completely alone.

While there were plenty of nooks and crannies in the guest room, I heard nothing and everything seemed to be where I had left things earlier this morning. So why was I experiencing a heightened sense of paranoia?

I was beginning to piece together that it was merely Goku's presence that made me experience a fight or flight response. Whether my fearfulness was a result of being so close to an alien or just trauma from the whole experience, it was a response I hadn't really acted on at all, mostly because I didn't really have a choice to do either. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place.

What was more curious though was how I'd experience anxiety even when he wasn't around.

As I stepped further into the room, I gently shut the door and quietly made my toward the adjoining hall that led me to the bathroom.

I let my towel drop from my shoulder after I had shut the door to the bathroom. It wasn't nearly as spacious as Bulma's, but there was still plenty of elbow room with a particularly nice shower.

While the cool water had felt so good earlier this afternoon, the idea of a hot shower to warm me back up seemed exceptionally appealing when a sudden breeze from an open window encircled me.

I turned the shower on and tossed a confused look over at the window. I narrowed my eyes and walked over close it was the water warmed up. Another sense of paranoia hit me briefly as I looked out the window.

I could see just about everything due to how bright the moon was outside and paused for a minute to watch the tops of the trees sway back and forth in the wind. As another gust blew into the bathroom, I reached out to shut the window before making my way back to the shower.

Stepping out of the swimsuit Bulma had let me borrow, I tossed a quick glance back over my shoulder before the warm water cascaded down my body. The sensation was enough to make close my eyes briefly and enjoy the comfort the shower provided. However, it didn't take long before the subtle realization of how the window had opened slowly crept up on me.

As I washed myself off in the shower, I made note that I had no recollection of ever opening it myself at any point. A shiver went down my spine when the prospect of Goku being around made me feel all kinds of emotions in a few brief seconds.

Mostly, I felt a little creeped out and angry. If he was here or had returned at any point within the last few days or so, why the hell did he have to sneak around? Maybe there was a sense of shame he was experiencing after what had happened between us? After all, he was married.

Although, the thought of Goku feeling shameful for his actions seemed doubtful to me. Yes, I had a skewed idea of his personality and I really hadn't known him that long at all and yet, I felt as though there may have been another reason altogether for his sudden disappearance.

Then again, maybe that was the way that cookie crumbled. It seemed Goku did as he please. It made me wonder just how someone like Bulma had managed to stay friends with a complex like Goku had.

As I washed the conditioner out of my hair I made myself put those thoughts aside. I took a deep breath and stood under the warm water for a few more minutes before eventually turning it off.

I swore I heard the door to the guest room open and close again. While it was faint and I could have totally been imagining the whole thing, the sense of slight dread and excitement ramped back up inside me. My heart was hammering against my ribcage as I silently stepped out of the shower and grabbed a fresh towel.

Quickly ridding my hair of the excess moisture, I frantically wrapped the towel around my body. Standing in the bathroom for a good five minutes until I gained enough courage to investigate the noise, I silently cursed myself for not bringing a change of clothes into the bathroom with me. If Goku was here, I'd have to walk out in front of him with nothing but my towel.

Narrowing my eyes, I put on a brave face and stepped out of the bathroom and walked down the hall that lead me back into the main portion of the bedroom. I poked my head out first and felt a sense of relief when there was nobody in the room but me.

I knew I was just being paranoid. Allowing a small smile to form on my lips, I walked into the closet and let my towel drop to the floor. It was then that I heard the distinctive sound of a door lock behind me.

I didn't move a muscle. I knew who it was.

With alcohol still coursing through my system, I was somewhat unsure of how I should react to this situation. I could practically feel his eyes on me and while I never heard his footsteps, I knew he close behind me from the distinctive heat that always seemed to radiate from his body.

Completely naked, I knelt to the floor to pick up the towel I had so foolishly let drop. However, as soon as I bent down I found myself grabbing at nothing but the carpet.

That bastard.

Letting out a growl of frustration, I boldly turned around to face the man who'd decided to show back up. A deep scowl took over my expression when I whirled around, intending to plant a solid slap across his pretty face.

My hand never made it that far. It was like he knew exactly what I had been about to attempt and caught my hand mid-air faster than I could comprehend. A look of shock but have been evident on my features for a low chuckle reached my ears.

Who I found left me shocked. Before me stood whom I briefly thought could have been a stranger. Clad only in half of the strange blue and orange get up he normally wore, I couldn't help but let my eyes take their time moving up from his torso to his chest, and finally to the dark smolder I had naturally been expecting.

However, that was not what I was met with.

I found myself staring back at a pair of blue-green eyes and a blonde head of hair. I felt mesmerized by the man as I drank him with my eyes.

"Woah," I muttered

As soon as the word left my mouth I knew I could never take it back. I'd given myself away with one whisper of a word and I felt my anger slipping away as I continued to look upon Goku's features. A million questions were coming to mind at his sudden change of appearance, but the one thought I simply couldn't rid myself of was how damn near perfect this man really was.

However, his expression was less than welcoming as I stood puzzled at who really stood before me. His eyes were like limpid pools shimmering back at me. I had become rather uncomfortable as I could see very clearly what his dark eyes were better at hiding; his lust.

Growing more anxious the longer we stood there, my lips parted as I took shallow breaths to try and stop the need that was beginning to makes it's way lower past my belly. I had to say something to break the spell I'd fallen under but no words ever made it past my lips.

No, it wasn't until I saw his lips pull back into a small smirk that I was reignited with how rudely he snuck up behind me. My look of awe morphed into a scowl that one-upped Goku's as I tried to yank my wrist free from his grasp.

"Hey cut it out, would you?! You scared me half to death! What's with the hair?" I said, gritting my teeth. "And give me my towel!"

A rather satisfied look crept up onto Goku's face as he let his eyes rake over my body without much consideration for how I might feel about that. Again I tried to yank my wrist free from his inhuman grip.

"Well, maybe you shouldn't have dropped it." Was his reply.

I scoffed at his words which only resulted in another attempt to slap that smug look right off his pretty face. This time, I made a direct hit and I couldn't help but let out a gasp that I actually hit Goku. However, the result was satisfying. The huge man let go of my wrist and backed away slightly holding his left cheek.

"OW, GEEZ!" Goku Seethed, " What the hell was that for?!"

I crossed my arms over my bare chest in a poor attempt at covering what the man had already seen. I cocked an eyebrow at his words before stepping around him to try and gain access to my towel.

"Seriously?" I questioned, " Are you even aware of how that sounds?"

"Huh?"

The soft reply had not been what I had expecting and I almost looked back over my shoulder at him. He seemed to have picked up on my urge as I swore I could feel his eyes on me once more.

Totally exposed, I made a break for it and couldn't help but run back to the bathroom. I was planning on locking that naive bastard out. I didn't get too far. In fact, I swore I hadn't even taken more than three steps before I felt myself being lifted into the air by a strong pair of arms.

"Hey!" I yelled, "Let me go."

Anger welled up within me once more until my back came into full contact with Goku's bare chest. The warmth of his body was enough rethink why I telling him to let me go. Perhaps it was out of slight resentment for the Irish goodbye he'd given me and arrogance that he displayed.

Whatever the reasoning, I was reminded just how good it felt having him so close as the sensation of his breath against the crook of my neck sent a shiver down my spine.

"Are you sure about that?" He question, nuzzling a particularly sensitive spot behind my ear.

His voice had deepened in tone which only made it much harder for me to say no. Images of our last encounter flooded my mind as Goku nipped at my neck a little. Pressed to his body, I let out a small growl of frustration.

He chuckled into my ear as I was whisked away and dropped rather unceremoniously onto the bed. I must have held a look of shock on my face as Goku's smile widened as he lazily crawled over me until I was successfully pinned beneath him.

My heart was thundering against my ribcage as I lay naked straddling Goku's waist. My mind was telling me I should run while I still could but my body seemed to be acting on its violation. Burning desire was once again running rampant within me. So far I was conveniently ignoring all the red flags.

I could feel his body twitch in anticipation of what we were about to engage in and the heat between my legs was growing at an accelerated rate. Dark eyes traveled their way back down to my breasts. The thought of his wife crept into my mind but my resolve was shattered before I had time to protest when the Saiyan starting where he had left off.

At the mercy of his tongue, I couldn't help but let out a moan when his hands began to explore my body in damn near perfect unison with the work his tongue was doing. From one breast to the next I was left in a stupor when his mouth began making its way lower, and lower, until soft yet possessive kisses were placed dangerously below my belly button.

I hadn't noticed how hard I had been gripping the sheets until Goku's ceased his actions abruptly. I let out a mewl of displeasure, prepared to call him out if he got up a left. But that moment never came.

Instead, the intent I saw in Goku's unwavering eye contact almost frightened me a little. Not because he was about to do something unwanted, but because he knew he was in control. He had me right where he wanted me, and at this point, I was ready for him to take me like the wild savage I assumed he was.

The moonlight made his appearance even more intimidating as he wedged his body between my legs with ease. He was just sitting there, hovering in fact, with the most wicked smile while I grew exceedingly impatient with this lack of action.

"We have all night you know, no need to rush. Just enjoy it." He purred, teasing me all the while.

I couldn't help but become antsy and had started wriggling in anticipation. I scowled and watched the Saiyan bring his mouth a little closer to my sex. His hot breath spilled out over my fevered skin and he laughed when I threw my head back and let out another growl of frustration.

"Easy for you to say. You left me high and dry last time you know. What do you expect?" I said in retort, pushing myself up on my elbows to look down at him. "Which isn't happening again!"

My Saiyan cocked an eyebrow before he eventually gave in to my demands. His large hands made their up my inner thighs before they found my hips. I let out a gasp in surprise when Goku pulled me to the end of the bed and set to work on the spot I wanted him the most.

Pleasure rolled over me as his tongue brought me to new heights. The small jolts of energy that raced through me were starting to grow in intensity as Goku spread my legs apart even further. My hands had moved from the sheets to pull at his hair every time I got a little too excited.

My breathing had become quite labored and just when I thought I would find release I was appalled when he stopped once more. I let me head roll to the side, disappointment until Goku finally stood up.

The evidence of his arousal looked gloriously strained against the confines of his pants. I watched as he hurried to remove them. Another groan of appreciation left my mouth when the Saiyan finally knelt between my legs. He toyed with me for a moment, chuckling every time I tried to bring him closer until he slowly pushed himself inside me.

The groan that erupted out of the man I was pinned beneath wasn't like anything I'd ever heard before. He stayed still for a moment before giving me the most filthy look I'd seen yet as he started to move inside me. My tongue darted out to moisten my lips while my hands couldn't help my roam his perfectly sculpted torso.

Gently, I raked my nails down his skin. The action must have ignited something deep with Goku for his body have a slight shudder before his hands grew tighter around my hips. He drew one of my legs higher on his waist and quickened his pace.

Before long my body was trembling as it had been before. Goku had brought me right back up to the height of pleasure. Suddenly, I was flipped around onto my stomach. Hosting my hips up Goku forced me closer pushing his pulsating arousal deeper with me.

The moonlight was now streaming fully into the bedroom as the man slipped his fingers between my legs and gently touched me. I let out a surprised mewl and squirmed against him as he draped his body over mine and gently nipped at my skin.

I couldn't hold back much longer and let out a moan as a wave of pleasure rolled over me, Goku's fingers intensified my orgasm. Within seconds I had melted, completely at his mercy as little aftershocks of pleasure made it all the way down to the ends of my fingers and toes.

The Saiyan growled even deeper than before as I clenched around him, shivering in ecstasy. He leaned down and brought his mouth to the crook of my neck. At first, he nipped almost tentatively like he had done before to my shoulder. The action only drew more moans from me as I neared the end of my orgasm when suddenly I felt his teeth break my skin.

"Goku!" I yelled out, wide-eyed in slight disbelief.

I gripped the sheets on the bed as tightly as I could while pain shot through the right side of me neck. For half a second I tried to squirm away but I was firmly being held down by my alien abductor whose body had begun to tremble.

Quickening his pace once more I was shocked when the little tendrils of pleasure came barreling back down on me and the pain only seemed to intensify my unexpected second orgasm. His hips rolled into mine and I convulsed around Goku once more as I felt him spilling himself inside of me.

Legs shaking, I could barely hold myself up as he twitched to completion. Only heaving panting could be heard within the otherwise stillness of the guest room. Withdrawing from me, the room was spinning as Goku withdrew and collapsed to my right before encircling his arms around me.

With my back to him, I felt his chest rise and fall with heavy pants that matched my own.

When Goku had begun to apologize for his actions, I responded by snuggling deeper into his arms and kept silent. For now, what I had experienced with him had been extraordinarily satisfying and there was nothing more I wanted than to fall asleep. The morning was when we could worry. In the morning, everything would surely go back to normal.

I felt Goku let out a sigh as my eyes grew heavy. A fluttering sensation of anxiety hit me as I drifted off. About what, I wasn't sure and didn't press the matter as I drifted off into what I hoped would be an equally blissful dreamland.