Gohan shivered as he woke up, blinking at the bright summer sun that shone through the window. He sighed and rolled to his side, staring at his wife's naked back. She was always kicking off the covers and had the air conditioning running at full blast. He was starting to wonder if she was trying to freeze him out of his own home. He curled up to her back, sliding his hand around her, and rubbed her rounded belly.
"Mmmm, hey baby," Lindsey said sleepily.
"You get hot again?" Gohan asked, kissing at the back of her neck. She was so beautiful to him like this; something about knowing his child was growing inside her was incredibly sexy to him. A soft purr, like the sound of a contented cat, rumbled up from his throat as he nuzzled into her shoulder.
"I'm sorry," she answered, her voice still soft and tired. "My body's gone all weird from this pregnancy."
Gohan chuckled. "Your body's gone all sexy."
She gave a soft giggle and shook her head, finally opening her eyes. She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder. "Well I'm glad you think so. I don't feel very sexy right now."
"Shhh," he hushed her, leaning over to capture her lips with his. His hand trailed up to cup her full breast and he pressed his growing hardness against her backside. "God, you are so gorgeous," he whispered heavily. He shivered, pressing his body against hers again, trying to draw some warmth from her skin.
She turned in his arms to lay on her back, cupping his face as she kissed him again. "I want you," she whispered back, an ache starting to grow in her core. Even though she didn't feel sexy, she was constantly horny. It was a confusing mix. But in that moment, she didn't care. All she wanted was him.
Gohan needed no further encouragement and slid the boxers from his hips, grinding his erection against her thigh as he kissed her. He trailed hot kisses down her neck, between her breasts to her stomach, running his hand over her belly again. He licked his way back up to her breasts, which seemed fuller and heavier now that she was so close to the end of her pregnancy. He captured a nipple in his mouth, teasing it to firmness as her back arched and she hissed.
"Easy, baby, easy," she scolded softly. "That's sensitive."
He wagged his eyebrows at her, a smirk pulling at his lips, and he ever-so-lightly flicked the very tip of his tongue against the taut flesh.
"Nnnnn! Now you're just teasing me!" she whined. She cupped the back of his head, trying to pull his face against her chest more.
Gohan gave a low laugh and wrapped his lips around her nipple, suckling it gently, while his free hand cupped and squeezed her other breast. Her hand was tangled in his hair, lightly pulling at it, her moans and gasps of pleasure making him ache even harder.
Lindsey bit her lip at the feel of her husband's hard length against her leg and she wrapped her fingers around it, stroking him slowly. He moaned and thrust into her hand, sucking just a bit harder at her breast, making her pant. "Please, Gohan… I need you."
He guided her to lay with her back to him once more and grasped himself as he pressed up against her back. He teased the head of his cock against her soft, wet folds until he slowly slid into her tight, wet heat. "Oh gods," he groaned, his eyes rolling in his head. "Baby, you're so tight." He slid his arms around her, gently teasing her nipples as he began to thrust into her body.
She gave a long moan as his cock filled her body. She rocked her hips back against him, trying to take more and more of him into her. "Harder, Gohan," she begged, trying to quicken their pace.
"Are… are you sure?" he asked, sliding in and out of her body a little quicker. "I don't want to hurt the baby or anything."
"You won't," she assured him. "Please, Gohan. I'm so horny for you. Please fuck me…. Fuck me hard."
Gohan withdrew from her body and moved to straddle her leg, guiding her other leg to wrap around his waist as he slid back into her. This position was perfect. She was able to rest on her side while he had perfect access to her breasts and belly. He pulled back until only the head of his cock was inside her, then snapped his hips forward, crying out as their bodies slapped together.
"Oh gods, yes! YES!" Lindsey whined, trying to clench down harder on his cock. They'd agreed to be a bit more cautious during sex while she was pregnant, especially at first, but now, all she wanted was a good, hard fucking. "Harder! Oh, baby… Ngh… Fuck me!"
Gohan's control was slipping as he drove himself into her wet slit, the sound of their bodies meeting resonated throughout the room. He leaned over her side, gasping, "Oh, gods, Lindsey," and he sucked at her breast, his hand roaming over her full belly again. Why did that turn him on so much? He slid his hand lower, lightly brushing his fingertips over her, before he carefully parted her folds and began to play with her clit, flicking it, stroking it, making her scream out in pleasure.
"Gohan, I'm gonna come already," she panted, feeling her orgasm starting to creep up on her, her body starting to tense as that ache grew and boiled over, sending waves of pleasure throughout her system. "OH FUCK!"
"Come for me, baby," he encouraged in a low voice as he continued to pound his cock into her. "I wanna make you come as many times as I can." He felt his ego inflating, a sense of pride washing over him, knowing that he brought his wife so much pleasure from a few simple touches. She relaxed under him for just a moment before her body started to tense again and she was begging for release once more.
Lindsey pulled at her own hair, turning her face to kiss fiercely at Gohan as the second and third waves of orgasm started to wash over her body. "What… are you… ohhhhh… doing to me?" she panted. She was starting to sweat all over, her body tingling from so much pleasure. She couldn't even protest as Gohan suckled harshly at her tender breasts, his fingers a rapid blur over her sensitive clit. She was in heaven, writhing and shrieking in delight under him as his thick, hot cock slammed into her core over and over again.
Faster and faster Gohan thrust into her dripping wet heat, moaning obscenely as his cock started to swell within her. He sucked harder at her breast, his hands roaming over her, one grabbing her ass, the other tweaking the nipple of her other breast. Her skin tasted sweet to him as he worked his tongue over her nipple. His eyes went wide as she suddenly tasted even sweeter and he swallowed the tiny bit of liquid in his mouth. Was that…? Oh gods, her milk was coming in. No wonder her breasts had looked so full today. He sucked even harder, trying to coax out more from her body, driving himself into her at a needful, feverish pace. "Come with me," he begged, his need for release starting to crest, his orgasm building.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," she answered breathlessly as a final orgasm washed over her body. It was so intense it hurt, her toes curled and her back arched as it rocked her body, the sensations mixing together and she didn't know whether to scream out in pain or pleasure.
Gohan's eyes rolled in his head and he came with a roar of pleasure, his cock spilling his essence into his wife's body. He rode out his orgasm, thrusting into her until he felt absolutely spent and he collapsed at her side, completely out of breath. "Oh… wow…"
She gave a light laugh and rolled to her back, staring up at the ceiling. "Baby, you're amazing."
He leaned over and kissed her. "I don't think I've ever come that hard in my life," he admitted.
Lindsey's eyes lit up. "Me too!" She scrunched her face up a bit. "You know, I've never had an orgasm that hurt before."
Concern crossed Gohan's features and he propped himself up on one arm. "Hurt? What do you mean, 'hurt'? Hurt where?"
"Like, here," she said, indicating her lower belly. She looked at the worried expression on his face. "Honey, it's okay. It wasn't bad. I think it was just intense because you made me come so hard." She cupped his face in one hand and pulled him closer to kiss his lips.
Gohan sighed in relief and settled down at her side, resting his hand on her shoulder as he gently rubbed at her belly again. "Baby's not moving," he commented. "Kid must sleep like you if he slept through all that."
She popped the top of his head lightly. "You smartass." She settled down, nuzzling into his dark hair, breathing in his warm scent of old leather, parchment, and cinnamon. She felt amazing in that moment, being held in her husband's strong arms, both of them completely sated.
They laid like that for a while, cuddling, murmuring sweet nothings to each other when suddenly Lindsey gasped in pain again. "Ow!"
"What?" he asked, looking her over.
"There's that pain again," she said. Only this time, there was no pleasure to accompany it.
"What's it feel like?"
"Sort'a like, ow, like cramps," she answered, shifting around uncomfortably on the bed. She drew a deep breath, clenching her teeth for a moment before the pain subsided.
"Was that a contraction?" Gohan asked, excitement and nervousness starting to build in his chest. He sat up in bed, staring at her body as if looking for some sort of sign that would confirm his suspicions.
"Maybe," she said. She was due any day now as it was and truth be told, she was tired of being pregnant. Grandma had spent the past two months preparing everything for the birth of this baby, from the birthing pool she'd intended to set up in the downstairs bedroom to the tiny blue baby blanket she'd hand knitted.
"You want me to go get Gramma?" Gohan asked, getting out of the bed and grabbing some clothes to put on.
"Ah, let me shower first," she said, rolling out of the bed. "You know, since we just, well…"
Gohan gave a nervous laugh. "Yeah, good idea." He hurried around to her side of the bed and kissed her soundly. "It's going to be okay, baby. You're gonna do great. I'll go talk to Gramma while you take your shower." He kissed her again, his face beaming, and he rushed out of the room.
Grandma soon confirmed that Lindsey was indeed in labor a short time later. Kenna and McKenzie quickly left, calling over their shoulders that they were late for a photo-shoot, leaving Grandma glaring at the door as it closed behind them. "Photo-shoot on a Sunday my ass," she growled.
Gohan laughed nervously as Lindsey carefully sat down at the table and began to eat her breakfast, pulling a pained face every fifteen minutes or so.
"Okay, Gohan, I need you to help me finish setting up the room," Grandma said in a very calm, matter-of-fact voice. "There's no need to get worked up or stressed out, now, you hear? We've got several hours before the baby gets here. She's doing fine right now, so let's use this time to calm ourselves and focus on what we need to do."
"Right," Gohan agreed with a nod and an exhale of relief. Something about Grandma's calm words soothed his nerves and let him think a little clearer. "I guess I should call Dad and Mom and let them know, huh?"
"Yeah, just give them a heads up," Lindsey agreed, rubbing at her tight belly. "They don't need to come over just yet, but Dad might wanna stick around the house so we can call him when it gets closer to time." She knew Goku would kick himself if he missed the birth of his grandchild. He'd been waiting for this for so long. Everyone kept joking that he acted like it was his own child that was about to be born, he was so excited about it.
Goku was sitting at the table with Chichi, eating their breakfast, when the phone rang. He swallowed and wiped his mouth before he got up and picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Hey, Dad," came Gohan's voice.
"Hey Gohan!" Goku answered. "You okay? You sound nervous."
"Yeah, I'm fine," Gohan answered sincerely. "Listen, now, don't freak out. But you might want to stick close to the house today so you're near a phone. You don't have to do anything right now, nothing's going to happen for a few hours at least, but I just wanted to let you know that Lindsey's in labor. So if you-"
Goku's heart leapt into his throat and he dropped the phone before Gohan could finish his sentence. He grabbed Chichi's hand, ignoring her cries of protest, and pressed two fingers to his forehead, immediately appearing in Gohan's kitchen.
"-wanna just wait until we call again," Gohan continued, then paused when he saw both of his parents standing in front of him. He gave a small laugh. "Nevermind, then." He hung up the phone and slid it back into his pocket.
Goku rushed to Lindsey's side. "You okay, kiddo?" he asked, looking her over.
She gave a nervous laugh. "Dad, I'm fine. Really, it's nothing major yet," she insisted. "You didn't have to come over right this minute."
He sat down in the chair next to her. "Well I don't wanna miss it!" He couldn't stop himself from smiling excitedly. He couldn't wait to meet the little one. He wondered if he'd get to hold the baby. Chichi hadn't let him hold Gohan or Goten when they were really little. She always said he was too clumsy and that he'd drop them or squeeze them too tight. It had killed him to not hold them as babies. But maybe if he promised to be super extra careful, just maybe Lindsey or Gohan would trust him more than Chichi had. But even if they didn't, he wasn't going to let it dampen his spirits.
"Oh for crying out loud," Chichi huffed, shaking her head and turning to stare out the glass door at the porch. "Goku, I have things to do today. I don't have time to stay around here all day long."
"Aw, c'mon, Chichi," Goku said, reaching for a piece of toast on the table. "I'm sure whatever it is can wait. This is way more important!"
"Okay, we need to finish setting up the room," Grandma said to Gohan. "Did you get the music she picked out?"
Gohan nodded. "Yep. It's upstairs. Let me go grab it."
"Good, meet me in the room. We have to fill the pool so it's ready when she is," Grandma said and headed down the hallway.
"Hey, I wanna help!" Goku said, jumping up and following her out of the kitchen.
Lindsey snickered and shook her head. They were going to have to threaten him with needles or something to keep him out of the room while she gave birth. She didn't blame him, though. He'd wanted a grandchild for a while now. It warmed her heart to think that her baby was going to have such a wonderful grandfather. She winced and sucked air through her teeth as another contraction made her torso cramp.
"Oh, quit being so dramatic," Chichi said in a bored tone. "It's not that big of a deal. I've done it twice. Don't think you're something special just because of this."
Lindsey leaned over the table, biting back a groan of pain. She turned her face to the side, her forehead touching the table. "What?" Was Chichi really going to be like this today, of all days? Lindsey rolled her eyes and sighed through her nose, waiting for the contraction to subside, which it thankfully did within just a matter of moments. She gave a long, slow exhale and sat up straighter again, returning to her breakfast. She doubted that she would be very hungry later on in the day, but she knew she needed the energy, so she finished her rather large breakfast and put her dishes in the sink, rubbing at her lower back.
"Oh! Sorry!" came Goku's voice from the other room, followed by an exasperated sigh from Grandma.
"Great, what's he breaking now?" Chichi snapped, not tearing her eyes away from the yard. She snorted and chewed her lip, looking agitated.
There was another loud thump from the room down the hall and Gohan cried, "Dad!" followed by Goku apologizing again. A few minutes later, Grandma appeared in the kitchen, dragging Goku by the wrist.
"I just wanted to help," Goku pouted.
Grandma turned to him and took his face in both of her hands. "I know you do, darling. And I'm not upset with you. But you're far too excited and you're not paying attention to what you're doing. You want to help? Go to the garden and pick a big bunch of calendula, lavender, and rosemary for me."
"Uh, I don't know what those are," Goku admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. He felt like he was really screwing things up already when all he wanted to do was to be part of it all. He thought the room they'd set up was neat – much better than some clinical hospital room. The lights had been lowered and soft, soothing music had been playing while Grandma and Gohan filled the little pool with warm water, and incense was burning, filling the room with the comforting scent of sandalwood.
"I'll show you," Lindsey offered. "I need the fresh air anyway and I can't bend over to pick them myself right now."
Goku grinned and let Lindsey hold onto his arm as they made their way outside and Grandma rolled her eyes to the ceiling, whispering, "Thank you."
"Seventeen, stop!" Leelee whined, trying to scoot away from him. They were sitting on the couch, trying to watch a movie, but he kept putting his arm around her, trying to suck at her neck or slide his hand into her pants. She wasn't in the mood.
"What's wrong?" he asked, blinking innocently at her. "I just want to be near you. What's so wrong with that?"
"Because you're always near me," she answered in frustration. "Seventeen, you're smothering me! I can't do anything without you by my side!"
"Isn't that how it's supposed to be?" he asked. "I thought that's what we were supposed to do. Spend every waking moment with each other. I'm your boyfriend! It's my job to look after you." He studied her for a minute, his expression confused. "That's it, isn't it? It's not enough. Hey, I know! We should get married!"
"Married?!" Leelee cried, nearly climbing up on the armrest of the couch. She felt like her heart had stopped. She hadn't thought much about marriage, she assumed that some day she and Seventeen might tie the knot, just to make it official, but not when he was acting like this. She couldn't stand the dreamy, glazed look in his eyes. It wasn't him. It was that goddamn spell, she just knew it. "This is all my fault."
Seventeen chuckled. "Well, yeah, kinda. I love you so much, it's your fault I wanna marry you," he said with a wink. He got to his feet. "Let's go right now!"
Leelee blinked in shock, her mind working a million miles an hour. She had to figure out how to undo this spell. There was only one way she knew how to do it. She had to go ask Grandma Arthusia for help. "Okay," she agreed, getting to her feet as well. "But listen, why don't we go see Lindsey's grandma first? She could, you know, bless our marriage and all that. Please? It would make it really special."
Seventeen smiled brightly. "Yeah! Let's go!" He grabbed her hand and dragged her outside and down the hall.
"Seventeen, slow down!" Leelee cried as they rounded the corner of the apartment building, Leelee accidentally bumping into a young woman, knocking the file of papers from her hands. "I'm so sorry!" she called over her shoulder as Seventeen hurried her along, the young woman adjusting her glasses on her face and smoothing her white jacket down, looking bewildered.
They raced outside and took to the sky quickly, Seventeen's excitement nearly to the bursting point. He was going on and on about how wonderful everything was going to be once they were married, how happy their lives would be. Leelee felt sick to her stomach and prayed silently that Grandma would be able to fix this.
They landed at Gohan's house a short time later and Leelee nervously knocked on the door. She jumped when Gohan wrenched the door open, looking as nervous as Leelee felt. "Hey, Gohan, is Grandma around?"
"Yeah, she is," he answered. "But we're… sort of… busy…" His voice trailed off as he looked at Leelee, a funny look coming into his eyes.
"Oh god, not you too," she whined and shoved him back, stepping into the house, followed closely by Seventeen. She was painfully reminded of Vegeta's actions in the hallway and of the fight between Seventeen and Yamcha. "Grandma? I need your help!"
"You lookin' at her?" Seventeen said, suddenly rounding on Gohan.
Gohan blinked. "Huh? What?" He shook his head, trying to clear his mind. He'd been working on something, something important, but now he couldn't remember what it was. All he could think of was Leelee, how beautiful she was, how full and soft her lips looked. He felt the sudden urge to wrap her in his arms and kiss her, hold her, take her up to his bed and… His train of thought was broken by Seventeen's angry voice again.
"You better back off!" Seventeen snapped, stepping in front of Leelee and shoving her back to sit on the couch. "She's mine!"
Gohan snarled and shoved Seventeen's shoulders. "Says who?"
"Stop it!" Leelee screamed, tears flooding her eyes. Oh gods, what had she done? Now everyone was acting crazy around her. "Grandma!"
Grandma Arthusia appeared in the living room, her eyes going wide at the sight of the two men squared off at each other. "Hey!" she shouted and snapped her fingers, but they ignored her. "HEY! You two knock it off right now!" But still, the men stared at each other, both of them ready to attack. Grandma narrowed her eyes at Leelee, "You. In the kitchen. NOW."
Leelee nodded and stood up, but Seventeen stepped backwards and blocked her path. "Sit down, Leelee." She swallowed and sat back down, looking terrified. She'd never heard him use that tone with her before.
Grandma drew a long breath through her nose, realizing what was going on. Leelee must have cast some sort of love spell and botched the whole thing. It was obviously affecting all the men in her life, not just her boyfriend. "Ridiculous," Grandma spat and turned on her heel, marching through the kitchen and out onto the porch. She didn't have time for this. "LINDSEY!"
Lindsey looked up from the garden at the sound of her Grandma's voice. "Yeah?" she called back. Goku was still carefully picking the herbs Grandma had requested.
"Come up here, dear! I need your help for a moment!"
Lindsey rubbed at Goku's back, assuring him she was fine to walk across the yard on her own, then hurried to Grandma's side as quick as she could. "What's wrong?"
"That idiot girl cast a love spell," Grandma answered, nodding back towards the house. "It's affecting everyone."
Lindsey blinked. "Who?" she asked, looking into the kitchen and seeing only her mother-in-law. "Chichi?!"
Grandma clapped a hand to her forehead before she swung it and smacked the back of Lindsey's head. "No! Leelee!"
"Ow!" Lindsey cried, grabbing the back of her head. "You… you hit me! I'm in LABOR!"
"Oh, get over yourself," Grandma huffed. "Now listen to me. This spell is obviously powerful and I don't know what spell she cast. We're going to need help to break it. I need you to call all the women you know and get them over here. We need a coven for this; even I can't handle it on my own."
"Oh shit," Lindsey breathed. She'd never heard her Grandma say something like that. Grandma always had the answer for everything. This was bad. "What's going on?"
"Oh shit is right," Grandma answered. "And don't you worry about it. You just keep yourself and Goku out of the house."
"Yes ma'am," Lindsey answered and pulled her cell phone out of her pocket to call her friends as Grandma went back inside.
Grandma sighed in relief as Lindsey obeyed her. She didn't want her to see Gohan like this. She was stressed out enough as it was and her body was preparing itself to birth her child, the last thing she needed was to see her husband trying to win the affection of another woman. Grandma pursed her lips as she reentered the living room, Gohan and Seventeen were still spitting threats at each other, Leelee cowering on the couch behind them. And Chichi was in the kitchen, ignoring the entire thing. "Useless," Grandma muttered under her breath at the dark-haired woman.
"Grandma, I called everyone, but Sabriena isn't answering her phone!" Lindsey cried, rushing into the living room. She froze in her tracks, seeing Gohan and Seventeen staring each other down. "Gohan? What's going on?"
"See?" Seventeen spat. "There's your woman! Now leave mine alone!"
Gohan gave an uncharacteristic smirk, one Lindsey had only ever seen from him in battle. "I can handle two."
Lindsey gasped, her eyes going wide. "Gohan!"
"Stop," Grandma said, placing her hands on her granddaughter's shoulders, trying to steer her back to the kitchen. "You don't need to see this. It's the spell. He doesn't know what he's doing."
Lindsey glared hard at Leelee. "You bitch," she spat and Leelee cringed even more.
"Lindsey!" Grandma snapped. "Knock it off! Send Goku to get Sabriena! NOW!"
Lindse huffed and threw another nasty look at Leelee before she turned and headed back out to the garden.
"Hey, kiddo," Goku grinned, standing up and showing her the basket of herbs. "I think I got everything Gramma asked for."
"Yeah, great," Lindsey muttered. "Dad, I need you to go get Sabriena. Leelee's done something. She cast a spell and now… sssssssss!" Lindsey sucked air between clenched teeth as another contraction hit. She doubled over, wrapping her arms around her belly, growling against the pain.
"Lindsey!" Goku gasped and leaned over, placing his hand on her back. "Are you okay?"
She nodded, her face turning red for a moment before she drew a deep breath, composing herself as the contraction faded. "Leelee cast a spell. Gohan and Seventeen are in the living room about to tear each other apart."
"What?" he cried, looking up at the house. He cast another concerned glance at her before he took off across the yard, flying up the steps, ignoring her as she called out for him to wait. He froze in his tracks as he saw his son facing the android, both of them looking ready to kill.
"Dammit, I told her to keep you out of here!" Grandma snapped, pushing at Goku's chest, trying to get him to leave.
"What's going on here?" Goku demanded, looking cross. "Gohan! What's gotten into you?"
"I said out!" Grandma snapped, making Goku flinch and he was just getting ready to turn and leave at her command when he saw Leelee. Just like the other day, he thought there was something special about her. She looked beautiful and terrified, sitting alone on the couch. She needed someone to protect her, to care for her. He could do that. That was one of the few things he was good at was protecting people.
"Leelee," he said softly and took a step towards her.
"Oh, Goddess, forgive me," Grandma sighed and slapped Goku square across the face.
He seemed to snap out of it for just a second and blinked at the old woman in front of him.
"Out of the house, now, before you do something you're going to regret," she hissed and turned him around, shoving him back towards the kitchen before he could argue.
Goku met Chichi's eyes as he hurried back through the kitchen. She looked furious, her arms crossed over her chest, but he didn't have time to think about it. He ran back out into the yard where Lindsey was making her way up to the porch with the basket. "Why am I supposed to go get Sabriena?"
"We need her to be able to break the spell," Lindsey answered. "Now please, go! The others will be here soon!"
"Okay," he agreed and hugged her. "Gramma's going to fix this. Don't worry and please, please stay out of the house. If a fight breaks out, I don't want you in there."
She nodded and hugged him back. "Now go. I can feel everyone's energies. They're nearly here. I'll be safe."
"All right," he said and kissed the top of her head, placing a hand on her belly for just a minute before he stepped back and pressed two fingers to his forehead, vanishing on the spot.