Our New Adventure

by Benzi

The final battle with Majin Buu has finally come to an end. Secrets are revealed, family gatherings are held, and lots of "will they, won't they" teasing. With a crazy family, prying friends and the nosy press getting in the way, will Gohan and Videl be able to share their feelings? ***CHAPTER 1-2 REDONE!

24. Chapter 24: Our Special Place

Disclaimer: I do not own Dbz, it's characters or plotline; this belongs to Akria Toriyama and Toei Animation.

Notes: Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! I hope everyone is having a safe and happy holiday! Sorry, this one is so delayed; I've been so sick over the holidays and I just can't shake it :( This chapter honestly killed me; it ended up incredibly longer than I had intended but that's okay, y'all deserve it for being so darn patient and kind. I thought about separating it into a three-part chapter series, but I feel like I've tortured everyone enough.

*Added Note: I'll be taking a bit of a break to review and rewrite my past chapters. I won't be changing too much of the plot (not wanting to confuse those that haven't gone back to reread), but I feel that my writing has changed a lot since starting and it's been bugging me for awhile!

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I know you'll protect me...and I will do the same for you.

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Videl's POV

"Thank you for inviting me to your party, Bulma. You've really outdone yourself this time; the place looks amazing." I turn in my seat to look over my shoulder, admiring all of the Christmas decorations, lights, and furniture that she had set up in one of her large indoor garden domes.

I'm glad Gohan invited me to the party tonight; it sure beats spending the holidays alone in an empty house. Dad, Buu, and Bee won't be back for two weeks, and I made sure that the maids and chefs were sent home to be with their families until he comes back; it's not fair that they should have to stay just for me when I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself.

"Well, thank you, Videl. I'm just glad someone appreciates the hard work and dedication I put into throwing these get-togethers. It's not easy planning these parties when my husband has no sense of aesthetic, or at least the enthusiasm to support me when I'm the one doing all of the work. You guys should've seen the look on Vegeta's face when I asked him for his opinion on the table cloths; he's absolutely hopeless." ChiChi and I laugh at Bulma's complaints, the humor only escalating as ChiChi points out a sulking Vegeta leaning against a tree nearby, appearing to be more irritated than usual.

If that were even possible; the guy is a total Scrooge sometimes. I still remember the last party with him when he caught Gohan and I kissing; I'm honestly still surprised the Prince of Pretentiousness didn't say anything to Bulma or ChiChi about what he saw. I guess I should really be thanking him though; at least somebody in this city knows how to mind their own business.

Our laughter finally dies down with Vegeta turning around to mutter some incoherent indecencies to himself before storming out of the garden, likely heading to his training room. Bulma, still gasping heavily from her laughter, waves her hands frantically in the air, ignoring her husband's absence as she signals one of the robots to the table to bring another jug of punch. After catching her breath, ChiChi lifts her half-filled glass to her lips and takes a continuous stream of gulps, some of the drink dripping down the side of her mouth as she downs the entire thing in one go. Bulma and I jump in our seats as ChiChi slams the cup onto the table, her cheeks flushed from the spiked punch as she continues where Bulma had left the conversation.

"I second that. I even bought this brand-new kimono specifically for this party, and all Goku can say is 'you look nice, Chi'; that's it. Does he have any idea how hard I have to work just to get his attention? I swear I don't know why I even bother. Why am I trying to impress a guy with my outfit when he wears the same stupid orange fighting gi every day? My training-obsessed husband is just as ridiculous as yours." Bulma leans over in her chair to console a drunk and gloomy ChiChi, grabbing onto her shoulder for physical and moral support as they sway unsteadily together in a trance of their own.

Geez. Bulma really packed a lot of power behind the punch this time around. It's a good thing they serve non-alcoholic drinks as well or I'm sure I'd be a walking gong-show like those two.

The Christmas party had been well underway for about an hour now, with everyone having finally arrived and seated at their respective tables. I was one of the last people to arrive, placing a large gift basket on one of the entry tables for Bulma since she had generously offered to host the event. Shortly after walking into the main dome, I quickly found Gohan waiting for me by the door, looking as handsome as ever as he hands me a glass that he had poured for me. We were only able to exchange a few quick words before ChiChi, Bulma and 18 had pulled me over to their isolated table, cheerily congratulating me on my relationship with Gohan, news that I hadn't realized had spread so quickly. After being aggressively coerced into giving a brief explanation of how we got together, ChiChi casually switched topics, not even bothering to mention marriage or Grandchildren even once.

ChiChi hasn't been bombarding me with questions, or gushing over babies or weddings; that's so unlike her. I'm guessing Gohan must've said something to her before the party-

"It's your move, Videl." I am snapped from my thoughts at the sound of 18's usual stoic voice. Looking up from my glass, I see everyone staring at me expectantly, their full attention resting on me as they quietly sip their drinks.

"My...move? What?" Ignoring my confusion, Bulma reaches for my glass and hands it over to the robot, refilling my cup with what I'm sure is more than just Fruitopia.

Bulma places the glass back down in front of me, spilling about half of the drink on the table as she tries to stand it upright, her hand now sticky from being soaked in the drink. After carefully eyeing the glass, I subtly pushing it to the side, knowing full-well that I won't be having even a sip of it. 18 had generously warned me about the punch when I sat down, being sure to switch glasses with me each time Bulma or ChiChi would slide one in front of me. I hear an impatient huff from across the table, causing me to look up to see ChiChi staring at me with a soft, and likely a bit intoxicated, smile on her face as she nods excitedly, leaning her upper body over the table as she cups one of her hands to her mouth. She gives me a secretive wink before explaining, speaking in what I'm sure was intended to be a whisper but quickly escalated into a loud shout.

"Yea. You are dating Gohan now, so you are officially a part of our exclusive group. Bulma, 18 and I get together all the time to complain about our husbands; it's a great way to relieve some of the stress with all of the nonsense we've had to put up with over the years. Now, go ahead; take your shot! Don't be shy, Videl!" I quickly lean back in my seat, nearly tipping the whole chair over in the process. Bulma eagerly nods, throwing her top half over the table beside ChiChi, leaning forward as well to whisper quietly for only our table to hear.

"Yea, Videl. There must be something about Gohan drives you nuts." My face flushes as I recall the only times that I have truly been frustrated with Gohan, times that I would rather not share with his mother.

Does being sexually frustrated count? I mean...the only time I've ever really been upset or annoyed with him is when both of us are...when we're 'ready' and someone either interrupts us and kills the mood, or when he stops us because he insists on waiting. I know he means well, and his intentions are actually really sweet and romantic, but I think...no matter where or when we were to have sex, it will be special; it will be special because it will be with him...

Looking over 18's shoulder, I search the large food table on the other side of the dance floor, quickly recognizing Gohan's unmistakable spiky dark hair sticking up in the crowd. After I had been ambushed by the ChiChi and Bulma, Gohan had given me an apologetic smile and wave before walking over to the food to join Goku, Goten and the rest of the guys. His back is turned to me, but sometimes he would turn his head to the side to speak to Goku, and I would get to see his smiling face, clearly his time spent with his family and friends. Every once in awhile, I would look over to catch him already turned around in his seat to face me, sending me one of his charming smiles; the ones that always seem to make my knees weak and cause my heart to pound harder.

When I first walked into the dome to see Gohan, I wasn't at all surprised to see his very formal attire, recalling how ChiChi had dressed him at the last time. He's dressed in a clean and sleek black suit, this one more fitted than the blue one that he worse to the last party. The jacket and pants are a matching night black with a white dress shirt underneath and a black tie to top it off. His hair is just as unruly as ever, managing to defy gravity as it sticks up with a shorter piece of hair hanging down across his forehead. The suit tightly hugs his chest, arms, and legs nicely, shaping him much better than his loose-fitting school clothes or training gi.

What can I say...Erasa was right; there's definitely something about a man in a suit-

Unfortunately, my line of vision is suddenly obscured when 18 moves her head to the side, purposefully getting in the way of my view. I watch with flushed cheeks as 18's red lips form one of her usual smirks, likely knowing exactly where I had been staring and, even possibly, what I had been thinking. Using the hand not holding Maron, she flips her short blonde hair over her shoulder and snickers at my bashful expression. She mumbles something about young love to Bulma and ChiChi before all three of them turn their attention back to me, each of them raising a sculpted brow, silently letting me know that they were still waiting for my answer. I embarrassingly stumble through my response, searching for a plausible answer, knowing that I can not tell them about my real problems with Gohan.

"Well...um. I guess I don't really have any complaints about Gohan...I mean, sometimes it's mildly inconvenient when he-uh...breaks things...but-"

"Oh, there's no need to be going all soft on us, Videl! Those Saiyan's are absolute wrecking balls; breaking anything and everything that they can get their hands on!" Bulma raises a hand to her head, dramatically massaging her forehead with her temples as ChiChi slams her hands on the table in front of her, rising up slightly out of her chair to add in her two cents.

Well...normally I'd defend Gohan, but I can't argue with that statement. Dad wasn't too impressed with the large dent in my door, and the broken bed and door frame. Naturally, I took all of the blame and hired the repair team myself, not wanting to give my Dad any reason to hate Gohan. I can't really blame Gohan though, it's not really his fault; I know he's trying really hard to control himself-

"You said it, Bulma! Do you know how many dish sets I've gone through? How many tables and chairs they've broken? How many humiliating trips to the furniture stores I've had to make? This is just getting ridiculous..." Bulma and ChiChi continue to take turns ranting and raging over their broken cutlery and furniture, feeding off of each other's rage.

18, on the other hand, appears to be completely unphased by the number of drinks she's had, maintaining her usual calm and collected coolness. She raises a judgemental brow at the chaos unfolding as she leans back in her chair, gently rubbing Maron's back, probably thankful for her human husband. Using their escalating bickering as a distraction, I decide its time to make my move, needing to escape the alcohol-induced insanity. I give 18 and Maron a quick smile and a small wave before sliding out of my seat, silently slipping away from the noisy table. I turn towards the food table, wanting to go sit with Gohan, but a familiar green figure leaning against one of the support pillars catches my eye. I squint my eyes as I look over the purple tunic and white cape, confirming it to be Piccolo, and change my course, making my way over to him. I walk across the empty dance floor and continue past the food table to walk over to the isolated area, stopping in front of him.

"Hey, Piccolo. It's good to see you again." Piccolo opens his eyes and looks down at me, smiling as he pushes his back off of the pillar to stand up straight. I watch with a slight embarrassment as he not-so-subtly looks up and down my exposed arms and legs before drawing his black eyes back to my blue ones.

Is Piccolo checking me for...injuries? I guess the last time I saw him I wasn't in the best shape. I would've probably been left with a lot of burns and scars if it weren't for him and those sensu beans; I haven't even had the opportunity to properly thank him yet.

"Hey, kid. It's good to see you too. I see you've recovered well." I give Piccolo a slight bow in respect and gratitude, holding my hands behind my back as I look up at Piccolo with a shy smile.

"All thanks to you and Gohan. I actually...I wanted to thank you for pulling me out of that burning building and for giving me that sensu bean; you saved my life...uh...s-sir." Piccolo closes his eyes and shakes his head in response, almost appearing...bashful?

I guess Piccolo's not used to getting praised like this which, thinking back to all of our encounters, isn't all that surprising. He's always sort of struck me as being a pretty reserved guy, usually keeping to himself whenever we get together for parties; it seems like Gohan and Dende are the only ones that he really engages with, but having heard about the history between him and Gohan, the extent of their father-son relationship is pretty understandable.

"It's no problem; I happened to be nearby when I felt your ki in the mix of it all. I'm just glad I got to you in time. Besides, Gohan...he needs you. The whole situation really upset him; so, I'm just glad to see he's doing alright as well. The good news is, he's been much more dedicated to his training, and I think you have a lot to do with that. He's becoming stronger...not just for the Earth or for himself, but for you. He's got plenty of potential, and it looks like he just needed the right motivation to put him on track." Piccolo turns his head from mine to stare off towards the tables, probably looking to Gohan.

Gohan has been much busier than usual. I thought he was just using his extra time to study to make up for the classes and tests that we missed; I didn't realize that he had kept up his training this whole time, and...for me? I know, when he was over at my house, he promised me that he would get stronger for me and that he would protect me, but I...I didn't know that he was preparing for...for something else.

"Oh, I...I didn't realize the extent of his training. I mean...I figured he would be training here-and-there to stay in shape, but I thought with the evil Buu dead that...that all of this was over-"

"I hate to be the one to break it to you, but our fight is never over; we don't have the luxury of sitting back and growing soft while potential threats are roaming the universe. There will always be another, likely stronger than Buu, and we must be ready for when they come..." I look back up to Piccolo to see him already staring back at me, his back leaning against the pillar once again with a more serious expression as he continues to speak.

"...Gohan knows his responsibilities well, and it will be hard...for both of you. If you're going to be with him, then you will need to accept that he will always be taking risks...even if they cost him his life. Bulma and ChiChi know the full extent of the pain that comes with being involved with a warrior, but they stay because they know that Goku and Vegeta need somebody strong in their lives; someone to counteract all of their pain and fear. You're strong, kid; I know you will support Gohan and that, when the time comes, you'll be there when he needs you, and for that, I thank you." Piccolo gives me a brief nod before placing a reassuring green hand on my shoulder to give it a light squeeze.

I think I understand why Gohan respects Piccolo so much. Piccolo may come off as cold and frustrated most of the time, but one thing is very clear...he truly does care for Gohan.

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Gohan's POV

I wonder what Videl and Piccolo are talking about over there; they've just been standing off to the side for quite some time now...

After I finish swallowing the last of my food and wiping my face clean, I lift myself out of my seat and excuse myself from the table. Dad, Goten, and Trunks give me a quick wave while they continue to shovel back endless amounts of food, causing the robots to frantically rush in and out of the kitchen to replace the empty dishes. I laugh along with the rest of the male spectators, seeing the humor in their hectic eating. I turn around and make my way across the dancefloor to Videl and Piccolo who remain standing off to the side in a quiet area, looking entranced in their own private conversation. I had stolen glances at the two of them throughout my meal, interested in their sudden changes in expression, their demeanors now appearing to be more serious. As I maneuver around several tables and decorations, I take my time admiring Videl, appreciating all of her beauty the closer I get to her.

Videl's appearance took me completely by surprise the second I laid eyes on her; my attention is instantly drawn to her overwhelming beauty. She chose to wear a simple black dress, the skirt fanning out at her mid-thighs, detailed with an intricate but subtle golden floral pattern. The top half is tighter against her chest and waist, accentuating her perfect form and feminine curves without exposing too much. The straps resting on her shoulders, to hold up her dress, are thin and simple, wrapping around to her back which is most open and exposed. She chose a more functional approach with her shoes, wearing a pair of black heels that are low enough to be comfortable, but high enough that they sculpt her legs nicely.

Wow...she looks absolutely stunning in that dress.

"Hey, guys. I hope I'm not interrupting." I approach from behind Videl, watching as Piccolo releasing Videl's shoulder from his grip and gives me an acknowledging nod from over her head.

"No, not at all, kid. I take it you've come to ask her to dance?" Videl quickly turns around, her skirt dancing over her legs with her spin as she tilts her head to look up at me with a soft smile. I open my mouth to speak, lightly coughing into my hand at being put on the spot, courtesy of Piccolo being as blunt as usual.

"Y-yes, please; if you'd like." I lift my left hand to the back of my neck, scratching lightly as I smile at Videl's equally flushed expression. Not wanting all of Mom's lessons on chivalry to go to waste, I extend my right arm out to her, waiting patiently for her response.

After giving Piccolo a quick 'thank you' and 'goodbye' she happily steps forward to take my arm, looping hers around mine as she leans into my side. The two of us walk onto the dancefloor, our faces reddening at the sounds of the catcalls from Yamcha, Oolong and Roshi, and faint whispering from the quieter onlookers as they watch us weave our way around the other dancers. I look to our left, surprised to see that Mom had managed to drag Dad away from the buffet to dance with her, the two spinning and twirling with a surprising elegance that I didn't know Dad was capable of. Mom rests her head against his chest as they settle into a steady rhythm, both of them looking the happiest that I've seen them in a long time. Goten, Trunks, and Maron manage to knock down Yamcha and Oolong as they chance each other around on the flashing floors, doing well to evade a tipsy Krillin and Bulma as they give chance.

I wish everything could always be this simple...this peaceful; I guess that's why I'm growing stronger. I want our lives to always be this way, without wars, fighting, death, and destruction. That's a life I want for my friends and family...and for Videl and I...for our life together.

After walking to stand in the corner of the dance floor, wanting a bit more privacy, Videl releases my arm and moves to stand in front of me, looking up at me with a gentle smile as she reaches her arms forward to hold me. Her hands move to rest against my upper chest, still not quite tall enough, even in short heels, to wrap her arms around my neck. I laugh at her pouting face as she attempts to reach up on my body, only to let out a sigh as she comes to terms with our significant height difference. After my training with the Elder Kai and the unlocking of my powers, my body went through some pretty significant changes; my height was definitely one of them, growing by at least another couple of inches.

I move my own hands to hold her back, momentarily surprised when my hands come into contact with her warm skin, remembering that this dress has no fabric covering her back. Videl gasps quietly at my touch, quickly tilting her head up to look into my eyes, her tempting pink lips slightly parted and her cheeks flushed. Unlike last time, I don't get flustered or pull away from her. Instead, I give her back a gentle stroke, reveling in the sound of the soft moan that escapes her lips as the tips of my fingers dip into the side of her dress, gently stroking her skin. She reaches up to give my shoulders a tight squeeze as we begin to sway to the low tempo of the music, the sounds, and movements of everyone else getting lost in the background as I lose myself to the softness of her skin and the beautiful blue hue of her eyes.

I still remember the first time Videl and I danced together. I was so nervous...not even knowing how to hold her; she guided my hands onto her, wanting me to hold her closer. We've come so far. It feels so natural now...having her in my arms; it's a feeling that I don't want to share with anyone else.

As time passes and we become familiar with each other's steps, having to no longer worry about focusing on our steps, I gain more confidence in my dancing coordination. I carefully survey the space between us and the other dancers before I gently push away from Videl's body, causing her eyes to widen at my abrupt movements as she stumbles backward. Grabbing one of her hands, I carefully twist our wrists, being mindful of the speed as I spin in place, feeling her dress brushing against my legs as she twirls. Once her mind catches up to my motion, she starts to laugh along with me as I pull her back in close, resuming our previous position. She presses her face into my chest to stile her laughter, trying to calm herself down before pulling back to look up and address me.

"Woah there, stud; looks like someone's been practicing." I chuckle at her sarcastic tone as I bend my head down to place a soft kiss on her forehead, brushing my lips tenderly against her skin as I reply.

"Mom gave me a quick mandatory dance lesson before we left the house; something about not wanting me to break her daughter-in-law's feet. So, how was your time at the ladies' table? It sounded like it was getting pretty intense over there with all of the yelling and table-slamming; not that that's really uncommon for Bulma and my Mom, especially when there's alcohol involved." Videl lets out an exasperated sigh and pulls her face away from my lips to rolls her eyes up at me, causing me to chuckle at her dramatic behavior.

"Intense doesn't even begin to describe it; I thought they were going to work themselves into a heart attack. The last time I heard that much ranting was when the principal told Erasa she couldn't wear her hoop earrings during...gym...class..." I raise my brow at hearing the pause in her words, becoming even more confused when her body gradually stops moving with mine.

Is my dancing really that bad? My moves may still be slightly on the...novice level, but I'm a whole lot better than Dad, that's for sure...and to think I spent a whole hour dancing in the living room with Mom complaining about my form-

"Mistletoe..." Checking to see if I heard her right, I follow her gaze, looking upwards to see several bundles of mistletoe suspended from the ceiling, covering most of the dancefloor.

I continue to hold Videl against me as I look around the dancefloor, surprised to see that all of the other dancers and spectators had left us behind. Hearing distant laughter and talking over the music, we look across the dome to see that all of our family and friends had moved back to the food tables and the bar, seemingly oblivious to our absence. Videl and I are, for the most part, alone; something that doesn't happen very often, not without the cruel irony that usually follows. Not wanting the opportunity to go to waste, I slide one of my hands up her bare back, resting it firmly on the back of her neck to pull her face closer to mine. I keep my other hand on her lower back, pressing her body closer to mine as I lower my head to hers. Videl's eyes shift from my eyes to my lips as she brings her hands up from my chest to cup my face, reaching higher up on her toes as she closes her eyes and presses her lips against mine.

I feel Videl smiling against my lips as my fingers gently trace over the small of her back, becoming more and more thankful for her choice in dress. She continues to hold either side of my face, tenderly running her thumbs over my cheeks as she opens her mouth against mine, allowing herself enough room to lick her tongue along my bottom lip, prompting me to open mine. I quietly sigh her name into her mouth when she brushes her body up against mine, her stomach rubbing lightly against my crotch as she attempts to moves closer. I feel a familiar warmth spreading throughout me as our kiss quickly becomes more passionate as her hands move from my neck to my short hair, pulling on it tightly-

W-wait! We can't do this...not here.

Remembering that we're still within eyesight of everyone, I unwillingly pull my lips away from Videl's; both of us left breathless from our heated kiss. I press my forehead against hers and keep my eyes closed, taking deep breaths to try to calm myself down from the intense yearning that fills my mind and body; her warm panting breaths against my face let me know that she is trying to do the same, probably just as aroused as I am. Her hands slide down from my face to my chest, her fingers slowly undoing the top few buttons of my jacket before subtly sliding inside, her fingers delicately tracing along with the muscles of my chest from over my white dress shirt. Despite my efforts, I feel my arousal only growing, knowing that all of the air in the world won't be able to keep my hunger at bay for long, especially when I have her in my arms like this.

What if this is it...What if this is the right time...just not the right place?

I try to ignore Videl's sensual touch as I open my eyes to see hers already open, her eyes filled with passion and lust as her blue eyes shift from my eyes to my mouth. I soon find myself doing the same, my eyes being drawn down to her reddened and swollen lips, feeling the overwhelming desire to claim and taste them again. I quickly lean in back to steal a brief kiss before pulling away to drag my lips along her cheek, sighing lightly at the softness of her skin. Feeling the heat of her skin against the side of my face, I lean my head to the side, whispering softly into her ear in between my staggered breaths, struggling to find the right words.

"Did...you want...want to-"

"Leave? Yes."

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Videl's POV

When I said 'leave'...this isn't exactly what I had in mind...

"Here, Videl...take this; its a bit chilly out tonight. I'll try to keep you as warm as I can when we're flying, but you should still cover up." I reach forward to grip the large black blanket as Gohan drapes it over my shoulders, shifting it around me to completely cover my arms and legs.

We're going outside? In this weather?...And here i thought we were on the same page under that mistletoe. I know I was thinking more on the lines of finding a spare room for some privacy...or, heck, even a decently sized closet would suffice.

It wasn't very difficult to sneak away from the party once we decided that few, we needed more privacy than several meters could provide. Everybody was too entranced with their own eating and conversations to notice us hastily heading for the side exit door, being sure to stay hidden by the furniture and robots as we maneuver around the tables. The only person that noticed us leaving was Piccolo, who was sitting next to Dende and Mr. Popo at the table closest to the only discrete exit door. He raises his brow in a slight suspicion at our obvious attempt at escape but does not say anything, only giving us a disinterested nod before turning his attention back to Yamcha and Krillin who were drunkenly trying to set up the karaoke machine.

We really dodged a bullet there. Yamcha may not be so bad, but Krillin could single-handedly shut down the entire music industry with his...voice. Still, given the fact the I'm wearing a dress, indoors would be more ideal. I'd sacrifice my hearing for the night in exchange for my warmth.

"And where exactly would you be taking me?" Gohan chuckles at my question as he finishes tucking the end of the blanket in on itself, making sure that it doesn't unravel during our flight.

After ensuring that I'm decently bundled up, Gohan looks down at me with an excited smile, clearly having something up his sleeve. Cupping my cheeks in his warm hands, he leans down to briefly brush his lips against mine, quickly pulling away before I have time to respond to the kiss. I huff in response, wanting to continue where we had left off on the dance floor, causing him to laugh as he kisses the tip of my nose before straightening up and taking my hand in his. Despite my pouting, I join his playful laughter as he eagerly pulls me behind him, finding the silliness in our escape amusing as we exit through the main doors of Bulma's house, stepping into the cold, dark outdoors. Feeling the chilling wind brushing against my neck, I shiver and jog slightly to bring myself closer to his side, trying to use his body heat to keep me warm.

"There's somewhere I want to take you. You trusted me enough to show me a place that is special to you, so I want to do the same." I silently nod my head in agreement and give him an understanding smile as I silently resist the urge to further question him.

Where would he be taking me at this hour? It's not like anything will be open on Christmas Eve at ten-thirty at night. What could he be planning?...

We walk off of the paved sidewalk and onto the grass as we move to the shaded side of the Capsule Corp building, scanning the area to make sure no one is nearby as we prepare to take off to the mysterious destination. Already used to our usual flight routine reserved for whenever I wear dresses and skirts, I move to stand in front of Gohan before turning to the side, ready for him to put his arms around me to pick me up. He wraps an arm around my back and under my legs to cradle me in his arms, holding me tightly against his muscular chest. I use one hand to hold my blanket closed, wanting to keep out the cold air, and the other to rest leisurely against his chest, not at all concerned about being dropped.

I look up to watch Gohan's brows furrow slightly in concentration before both of our bodies are engulfed a familiar glowing warmth, the tingling sensation making me feel both calm and safe. This feeling sends an almost pleasurable heat throughout my entire body, focusing mostly in my heart and stomach, causing my grip on him to tighten with the desire to feel more. I concentrate closely with interest, having heard from him and his friends about the drastic changes in power when he and the other Saiyan's transform, wanting to experience the change in his ki for myself. In a matter of seconds, the feeling of an unfamiliar and overwhelming pressure of his power and the rate it increases at causes me to lose focus, unable to keep up with the extent of his power.

That's insane; he's able to increase his energy as such any accelerated speed. Not only that, but it feels nothing like when I had felt him during our training in the forest; this...it's different. I guess his training with Piccolo has really been paying off; that, or he's been holding back the whole time he's been with me.

I close my eyes and lean farther into Gohan's chest as I feel him bend at the knees before pushing us off of the ground to take flight, gaining altitude at a controlled and bearable pace, probably for my sake. I barely feel the pressure of the wind rushing past us, probably having something to do with the way he has disbursed his energy around me. As we quickly reach his desired height, we level out in the night sky, heading towards our mysterious destination. we remain in our comfortable silence, enjoying the pleasure of being in each other's company which doesn't always require words.

After flying for about ten minutes at what felt like a decent speed, Gohan's hand gently rubs along the small of my back to get my attention, silently beckoning me to open my eyes for the first time since our take-off. When I do, I gasp at the beautiful and unfamiliar scenery surrounding me, appearing to span over several miles in each direction and extending far past the higher mountains and lakes. The land is lush with all kinds of exotic looking plants and animals, watching in awe as I am barely able to make out a large dinosaur running across the rocky terrain in the distance. Even being hundreds of feet in the air, we are surrounded by large towers of plant-life and boulders, stretching as high as some of the biggest skyscrapers in the city.

"Wow, it really hasn't changed much since the last time I was here." Gohan's speed slows down as he scans the area below, the place seems to invoke nostalgic memories to him.

What would Gohan be doing all the way out in the middle of nowhere? I mean...I know he lives a some pretty isolated mountain area, but this?...This place looks like it has no city or villages; there's nothing here.

"Gohan, where exactly are we? What is this place?" We descend slowly from the sky, touching down on top of one of the larger natural structures, just outside of what appears to be a small cave built into the rocks and greenery, looking to be undisturbed from the outside conditions.

"Come with me; I'll explain inside. Let's get out of this cold." Gohan carefully sets me down on my feet and quickly takes my hand, tenderly interlacing our fingers together as he guides me into the small dark cave behind him.

The cave is even darker than the outside, not even having the stars or moon as a source of light to guide us. I tighten my hand in Gohan's, trusting him to lead me through as we continue in deeper, no longer being able to see the walls or the floor. The cave must be quite small because we only walked about two meters deep before Gohan abruptly stops in front of me, causing me to walk into his back. I raise my hand to rub my sore cheek which probably has a pink mark on it, silently cursing him for having a body harder than steel. He must have turned around because our hands twist from his movement as his chest presses against mine, holding me closer than before. I open my mouth to speak, but my voice is cut short when a sudden bright flash of light shoots out from what I assume to be his other hand, the small beam heading straight into the ground beside us.

W-what is Gohan doing? We're in a cave!

My hand instinctively tightens around Gohan's as I close my eyes and move closer into his chest, prepared for the whole cave of collapse in on us from the blast. Instead, a faint orange and red-light shines through my eyelids and heat begins to warm the blanket at my legs. I hesitantly open one eye, then the other, looking down to see a pile of wood had caught fire beside us, illuminating the small cave. I let out a sigh of relief, glad to know that he wasn't trying to bury us both under rocks that would've crushed us instantly, or...crushed me at least. Feeling suddenly embarrassed by my display of fear, I hastily loosen my grip on his hand as I raise my other hand to smack him on the arm. He lightly-heartedly shakes off my hit and laughs at my attempt to reprimand him as he reaches up, gently rubbing the back of his neck in his usual sheepish manner.

"Sorry, I guess I should've warned you before I did that." I roll my eyes at his abashed expression as he smiles down at me, not even bothering to pretend to be affected by my hit.

Still feeling the chilling air entering the cave through the entrance, my hands reach back up to grip the blanket on my shoulders as I turn around, scanning the small cave with the dim light the fire provides. I notice that the cave is even smaller than I had predicted, the roof low enough that Gohan has to duck his head down slightly just to stand up in it. It also isn't that deep, stretching maybe 3 meters from the entrance, the heat radiating from the fire quickly warming up the small area. I leave Gohan's side to take a walk around the cave, wondering why he would choose to bring me all the way out here. Looking down at the ground at the base of one of the cave walls, I notice a small pile of large withered leaves and some large bowls that looked like they were shaved down coconuts, but that's not what surprised me the most.

What is this?...This pattern...these designs...it's definitely not natural...

As the light of the fire flickers on the walls, something engraved on all four of the cave walls catches my eye, leading me to walk closer to investigate. I tentatively raise my hand to press my fingers along the cave wall, I trace over what appears to be man-made shapes and numbers carved into the walls and on several of the large flatter rocks on the ground. After further examining the formations of the carvings, my eyes widen at the familiarity of their sequence, doubling checking to ensure that I don't sound like I've lost my mind. I turn to look at Gohan who had silently situated himself on a flatter area of the rocky and uneven ground, quietly sitting by the fire as he watches me with a sad smile. I open my mouth to speak, wanting to confirm my thoughts which seem too bizarre to be true.

"The pre-calculus on the walls, the makeshift bed, and bowls...Gohan, did you used to live here? In this cave?" Gohan gives me a small nod before turning his head back to stare intently at the fire, looking consumed in his own thoughts.

Why would Gohan be doing advanced math calculations in a cave in the middle of nowhere? I know he's had a rather...interesting upbringing, experiencing more than what any human could in a hundred life-times, but this is a whole other level of strange. What is it that makes this place so special?

I give the wall one last glance before allowing my fingers to slide off of the wall, watching the dirt fall off of my fingers as I rub them on the blanket. I give the walls one last glance before looking back over at Gohan, smiling at his face black suit that is now covered with dirt from sitting on the ground. I reach up to slide the large black blanket off of my shoulders as I walk over to the fire, bending down to spread the blanket out beside him, stretching it to cover the rough rock-covered floor below. Tucking the skirt of my dress underneath my body, I lower myself down onto one side of the blanket, purposefully leaving enough room for him to join me. I sigh in satisfation as I shift my bare legs closer to the fire to expose them to more of the heat, folding them off to the side beneath me to sit cozily. Once in my comfortable position, I turn to look over at Gohan, reaching my arm over the empty space on the blanket to gently place my hand in his shoulder, beckoning him to move beside me.

Gohan gives me a grateful smile before using his hands and feet to shift his body onto the blanket, situating himself partially behind my back, resting his arm behind my back to rest his hand on the blanket to prop himself up into a seated position. His legs stretch out across the length of the blanket, partially stretching off of the thick fabric and into the dirt due to his long limbs. I turn forward to face the fire again, snuggling my body back against his toned chest, my cheek pressing into his suit jacket, leaving me thankful for the extra warmth that his body provides me. I raise my hands to rub my crossed arms, waiting patiently for the warmth of the fire to reach them as I hear Gohan sigh contently above me, his chin bending down to rest against the top of my head as he speaks softly into my hair.

"It was back when I was about four years old. The Earth was in danger, again, and Piccolo witnessed my potential as a fighter and decided that, with my Dad gone, he would need to be the one to train me. He left me here for six months to survive on my own before he would agree to begin my actual training; he dropped me off up here and left me...With nowhere to go and no one to help me, this place sort of became my home..." Despite recalling the loneliness of his past in this cave, I don't hear an ounce of regret or resentment in Gohan's voice...for the struggles he faced during his childhood.

I couldn't imagine living alone out here for such a long period...and at 4 years old? That must've been hard on him, and on ChiChi as well.

"...While I'll admit that Piccolo's teaching methods are sometimes considered...unconventional to others, I learned most of what I know from him. Living alone out here taught me some valuable lessons about life and toughened me up for the training that came afterward. Even now, he's an amazing teacher and an insightful mentor; I wouldn't even be half as strong as I am now if it weren't for him and his guidance." I hear the respect and admiration in Gohan's voice and through his words, clearly holding Piccolo in high regard.

"Well, yea. I mean...I always knew him to be very...passionate about training and success but leaving a toddler out in the middle of nowhere seems a little extreme; then again, I suppose you weren't just any ordinary kid either." I can't help but laugh at my own choice of words, knowing full-well that Gohan is anything but ordinary.

There's no doubt that Gohan is the most...interesting guy I've ever met. I can't say I've ever met another guy as strong, brave, kind, honest or resilient as him, and I probably never will. I would never have learned about ki and manipulate it to fly or met aliens, a wish-granting dragon and the Guardian of the Earth. He is certainly one of a kind-

My thoughts are cut short as I let out a short gasp in surprise as I feel myself falling backward, no longer supported by Gohan's arm as it unexpectedly disappears. I flinch and close my eyes as I realize I don't have enough time to catch myself, preparing for my naked back to hit the hard rocks, knowing that the blanket will only soften a portion of the impact. Before my back hits the ground, a steady hand scoops under my spine to hold me, cushioning my fall as it gently lowers my weight to the soft blanket below me. My legs fold out from underneath my body as I shift to lay flat on my back, bringing my arms to my sides to hold the blanket as I try to catch my breath with the sudden movements of my fall. However, before I have enough time to comprehend what happened, I feel fabric brushing along the inside of my thighs, causing me to bit my lip, suppressing a moan as I watch Gohan move from my side to hover over me, settling himself on top of me.

My eyes widen in surprise and my face becomes flustered at the sudden closeness of our faces, feeling Gohan's body resting between my slightly bent thighs which instinctively spread wider to accommodate his hips. I watch as his arms come to rest on either side of my head, while mine remains at my sides, my palms faced down on the blanket. I don't dare to look at my dress, but I'm certain that it was pushed up when I fell, exposing more of my legs than it had all night. My eyes are quickly drawn to his dark ones, my body flushing beneath his gaze as he smirks down at me, probably satisfied with my reaction. He brings his face lower and closes his eyes, rubbing his nose along mine, feeling his warm breath on my face as he speaks with a teasing tone.

"Are you calling me weird?" I close my eyes as well, finally moving my hands to wrap around in his waist from under his jacket, holding on tightly to his belt.

"Maybe I am, but that's okay...weird suits you."

And that is something that I would never change.

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Gohan's POV

And I got lucky enough to find a girl that wants to be with me in spite of it all.

I smile at Videl's equally teasing tone before shifting my body to balance on only one of my arms as I bring a hand up to gently stroke the side of her face, watching her a soft smile spread across her lips. My eyes follow my fingers movements as I tenderly brush my thumb across her cheekbone and over her smooth lips before cupping her chin, gently guiding her face to tilt upwards. I quickly brush my nose past hers as I lean the rest of the way downwards, capturing her already-parted lips in a heated kiss. As I apply more pressure into our kiss, her head lowers down to rest on the blanket, prompting me to bring myself onto my forearms as her hands pull roughly on the belt around my waist, forcing my body closer to hers. I laugh lightly against Videl's lips at her eagerness when her hands move to the buttons on my jacket, fumbling to undo each one as she tries to remove it.

One of the things I love most about Videl would definitely be her unbridled and unrelenting pushiness. Even with understanding the drastic power difference between us, she's always trying to gain the upper hand...even succeeding most of the time. I really can't underestimate her, no matter how much training I put in.

After finally unclasping the last button of my jacket, I retract my tongue back into my own mouth and give her a quick kiss on her swollen lips before sitting up higher on my knees. I keep my eyes locked on hers as I slide my black suit jacket off of my back and arms, placing it off to the side before moving on to remove the rest of my clothes. As I'm about to reach up to grab my tie, Videl's lithe body begins to squirm below me and, shifting her arms beneath her, she manages to push herself into a sitting position. Much to my dismay, her legs close together, obstructing my view of the hidden lace she is wearing beneath her dress as she moves back to tuck her legs underneath her butt, sitting up on her knees as well to face me.

Videl lifts her small hands up to the collar of my shirt to grab a hold of the length of my tie, fisting it in her hands before unexpectedly pulling on it harshly to guide my lips down to hers. I close my eyes and kiss her back just as eagerly with a passion that I know nobody out here will be able to witness as I had purposly picked an isolated location for the privacy we desperately needed. While she begins to unravel my tie, my hands move forward, placing my palms on her bare knees before sensually stroking my way up her smooth thighs, gradually lifting the fabric of her dress with it. While keeping my left hand on her right thigh, I use the other one to move between her closed legs, easily pushing them farther apart as my tent in my restrictive suit pants pushes against her clothed core.

"G-Gohan..." Videl bites her bottom lip as she hastily continues to undress me, trying to restrain her moans and cries. The sensual sounds from her lips cause my hardened member to press painfully against my tight suit pants, eager to spring free at the sound of my name being called by her soft voice.

Videl's voice is just as stimulating as her touch, and I want to hear more of it. I want to hear her screaming my name as I pleasure her; I don't want her to hold anything back. I want her to tell me how good she feels.

I watch as Videl finally finishes fighting with my tie, tossing it over her shoulder to land on top of my suit jacket before moving her hands back up to my chest to resume undressing me, her eyes struggling to focus on my white button-up. Deciding to further tease her, I lean forward to place a kiss on her forehead before continuing to move my hand between her legs, massaging her inner thigh before moving further towards her center. Her hands suddenly stop fumbling on my third button and she gasps quietly as my hand reaches its destination, my thumb and index fingers tracing along with the lace of her underwear. Using a single finger, I do a gentle upwards stroke along with the fabric of her underwear, tracing where her sensitive folds lay underneath, the motion causing her hands to tremble lightly on my shirt.

As I repeat the sensual touch with a bit more pressure, Videl's head falls against my chest, her eyes focusing down at her hands as her fingers shakily move downwards to undo the last few buttons of my shirt. I can't resist smirking down at her as I stroke her for the fourth time, satisfied with the feeling of the fabric dampening from my touch as I watch her move her lips to bite down in my undone shirt, trying to suppress her beautiful sounds. I lift my hand from her thigh to the back of her head, pulling firmly to remove her mouth from my chest as I tilt her face up to mine. She quickly parts her lips to speak, but my mouth quickly covers hers before she has the chance, pressing a firm but a brief kiss to her pink lips before pulling back to speak fist, my voice sounding just as demanding and rough as the kiss.

"Don't ever cover your mouth, Videl. I want to hear from you; I want you to scream my name as loud as you need to. There's nobody around here, not for hundreds of miles." Videl's eyes widen at my assertive tone as she silently nods in an understanding of my demands.

That's not good enough. I want more; I need more.

Not completely satisfied with Videl's response, I roll my shoulders to shrug off my undone dress-shirt before carelessly tossing it behind me to join my other clothes. I quickly rush forward, grabbing both of her wrists above her head and, in one fluid motion, I use my strength to easily lift both of us off of the ground, moaning contently as her legs instinctively shift to wrap around my waist. I skillfully turn our bodies as I move forward, forcefully pressing her back against one of the cave walls as I keep her hands pinned above her head with my left hand. As I press her against the wall, I sensually drag my right hand up her thigh, pressing them down to remove them from my hips, knowing that I would be unable to contain myself with her core so dangerously close to my throbbing member.

I feel Videl's weakly struggling against my hand, pulling down lightly in a failed attempt to release her hands as her blue eyes stare back into my darkened eyes with shock and excitement, waiting impatiently for me to touch her. While easily keeping her hands immobilized, I move my right hand to the soft skin above Videl's chest, using my index finger to gently trace along her neck and collar bone. Her sighs and gasps fill the silence of the cave as I trail my hand down to her smooth shoulders, facilely ripping both of her straps which fall limply from her now unwearable dress. Without having anything to hold it up, the top half of her dress falls past her chest and stomach, exposing her flawless skin underneath for my eyes to see and my hands to touch. To my dismay, her chest remains scantily covered by a black lace bra, the fabric moving along with her heaving chest as she becomes flustered at her sudden exposure.

Geez. Not this stupid thing again. As beautiful as Videl looks in it, I don't have the patience to try and figure out how to properly go about undoing it. It's a good thing I'm certain she has plenty more of these...

I waste no time sliding my hand around Videl's back to grab the clasp of her bra, not bothering to think twice before tearing it off of her chest and tossing it to the side, revealing her beautiful bare chest. I hungrily stare down at her chest, using my free hand to move back to her front to grab a handful of her right breast, massaging it lightly in my hand to familiarize myself with the voluptuous feeling. It only turns me on more as she begins to writhe in my grip, her back arching off of the wall to press herself further into my hands, silently begging for my touch. This act of submission only causes me to tighten my grip on her wrists, my knuckles digging into the rocks slightly but I'm mindful of the pressure and ensure that the back of my hand kept between her hand and the wall.

Wanting to take my teasing a step further, I dip my head down to Videl's neck, trailing several slow kisses down her tender skin as I make my way down her body. I groan quietly against her skin as I hear her panting heavily above my head, her core surely becoming wetter as I lick my way across her collarbone, tasting the sweetness of her skin. I bend at my knees and back, needing to bring myself closer to her exposed breasts as I continue to nip and suck at her skin, leaving small marks as I move lower onto her chest. Placing my lips to hover over her left hardened and perky nipple, I open my mouth to lightly brush my lips against it, causing her to let out a soft moan at the sensation. I sigh against her skin and, wanting her to experience more pleasure, I let my tongue move past my lips to gently flick across it, earning me a louder cry from her lips, the sound of my name passing through her lips as my reward.

"G-Gohan!...P-please..." I hear Videl's panting become heavier, causing her chest to bounce slightly with each breath she takes, the sight itself making me more and more aroused.

I can't believe I have Videl Satan begging under my touch like this. Although, I'm sure she'll get me back for this later...I might as well milk it for all that it's worth.

"Please what? Tell me what you want, Videl. I want to hear you say it." I look up from Videl's chest, seeing her staring down at me, her cheeks flushed pink and her eyes heavy-lidded and hazy from her pleasure.

Videl's mouth opens and closes several times but is unable to form a response, the task only becoming more difficult for her once my lips suddenly attach to her waiting nipple, suckling roughly as my tongue swirls around the tip in a wet stroke. Her mouth opens wide as she lets out a loud moan, her voice echoing off of the cave walls as she tips her head back against the rocks, her hands becoming limp in my grasp. Not wanting her arms to become too sore, I release her hands from my hold, causing her to sigh in relief as her arms fall to her sides. I don't wait for her to catch her breath as my lips leave her breast to blow gently on her peak, causing her small hands to bury into my hair, stroking it lightly as I continue to alternate between flicking my tongue across her nipple and suckling it.

Wanting to have easier access to Videl's quivering body, I straighten my back as I move down onto my knees, sitting up to keep my mouth leveled with her exposed chest. My newly available hand reaches up to massage her left breast, gently kneading her soft mound as I rub my thumb along the sensitive skin of her right nipple. My mouth continues to lick and suck her left nipple, eventually switching sides to give each breast the same attention and pleasure as I feel myself becoming more aroused with each of her moans and cries. I keep my eyes open as I watch her thighs tightening with each stroke and lick, rubbing her thighs together in an attempt to alleviate the pressure building up.

"I-I need you now, Gohan, p-please! I can't wait any longer; h-hurry up!" Videl's hands move to tighten in my hair, trying to push my head lower to continue downwards.

I won't be able to wait much longer either, especially with Videl begging like that. I don't think I could ever deny her anything; I want to make sure that she feels all of my love and passion tonight.

I release Videl's swollen nipple and give each breast a soft kiss before obeying her demands and trailing my parted lips down her chest, pressing small kisses to down the middle of her toned stomach. I draw my eyes away from her face to focus on my task, continuing to taste her body with my tongue now stroking her skin, only stopping to pull back as my chin touches the hem of her black dress, the fabric still bunched at her hips from when it had fallen from her chest. I hear her take a sharp inhale as my hands pull down the rest of her dress, finally exposing the lower half of her body to mey eyes and mouth. Once the dress hits the dirty ground below, she lifts her feet to step out of it, watching with excitment as I grab the clothing to add it to the growing pile in the corner of the cave. Working my way down her body, my hands move down to her toned and smooth calves, lifting her legs to slip her heels off. I bring my lips to her skin, gently pressing several kisses the inside of her thighs as I lift each one.

After she settles down on her bare feet, I bring my hands back up to grip her hips, my fingers dipping underneath the hem of her matching black underwear, preparing to side off the last of her clothing. Before pulling my hands downward, I look up from Videl's perfect body to her glowing face, silently waiting for her consent before moving forward, knowing that if we cross this line, I may not be able to stop myself, not without difficulty. I watch as she bends forward at the waist, her hands tenderly holding both sides of my face to brush my hair back as she looks lovingly into my eyes. I open my mouth to speak, needing to ensure that she knows that her safety and feelings still remain as my first priority, no matter the circumstances.

"Videl...if you're ever uncomfortable, or if you want me to stop...just promise me that you'll tell me. As much as I want this, I need to know that you're safe." After giving me a quick nod and smile and, before pulling away, she dips the rest of the way down to press a reassuring kiss to my forehead, her lips brushing lightly against my skin with her response.

"I will...if you promise me something..." As Videl's lips part from my face, I pull away slightly to look up at her, speaking to her with confidence and sincerity.

"Anything." I feel Videl's hands move back into my hair, giving it a quick run-through with her fingers before gripping it tightly, the sensation causing me to moan through my gritted teeth.

"Promise me that the next time I tell you to hurry up and fuck me, you'll do it."

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Videl's POV

"V-Videl! You don't need to say it like that; it makes the action sound so...so salacious." I smirk at Gohan's response, nearly laughing at the irony of the situation as he stares up at me with astonishment.

How can Gohan be so shy and innocent one moment, and yet so brave and sensuous the next? I guess it's a bonus for me; I get to enjoy the pleasures of having both sides of him all to myself.

"Salacious? Interesting choice of words for a guy that's about to put his mouth on my-ah!" I tilt my head back into the rock wall behind me as Gohan quickly pulls down my final piece of clothing, exposing my wet core to the sudden cool air of the cave.

Before I can press my legs together, I feel Gohan's large warm hands move down to my shaking thighs, spreading them open for him to continue exploring my body. Inhaling a deep breath, I look back down to see him hungrily eyeing my body, lustfully appreciating my cleanly shaven womanhood, the desire in his onyx eyes only making my body ache for more of his touch. I watch helplessly, knowing that I am unable to stop his movements as he lifts my right leg up into the air, moving it forward to place it over his left shoulder for him to support as he props my legs open. I quiver at the erotic sounds of my juices moving around my core as my legs are further spread apart, the cool air teasingly stroking me as my legs are spread wide enough for his face to fit between my thighs.

"G-Gohan!" My scream fills the quiet night as Gohan suddenly places a delicate kiss just above my clit, his hot breath contrasting the cold air around us.

How is Gohan so good at this? Every stroke and kiss are so...so perfect, touching in all the right places to leave me wanting more of him. Maybe it's from hearing stories from his pervy friends, or maybe he read a book about it? Perhaps well-mannered bookworm Gohan isn't as innocent as he-

I dig the heel of my foot harshly into Gohan's back, trying to pull him closer as I let out a cry, the pleasure becoming more unbearable as he suddenly strokes the tip of his tongue upwards, moving slowly and gently along my outer folds. His tongue leaves a wet trail of his saliva mixed with my wetness as he continues his stroke, his warms breaths against my core only adding to the pleasure of his touch. Unfortunately, the euphoric sensation stops before reaching my clitoris, pulling away to move back to the bottom to work his way back up the same path, his licking remaining slow and methodical, torturing me with each stroke. I gasp in frustration and pull roughly on his hair, feeling a familiar heat spreading throughout my body as he continues to taste my juices.

I try to gyrate my hips against Gohan's teasing mouth, needing to feel more of his tongue, but his firm hand on my left hip halts my movements, his pressure on my wrists only increasing as he pressing me roughly against the rocks, surely leaving marks on my bare back. I wince slightly at the contact but the pain is quickly replaced with pleasure as I find his dominant and agressive movements only bring me closer to my release. His left hand, which had been on my other leg that is over his shoulder, moves to wrap underneath my leg to hold my right hip as well, my leg completely immobilized between his bicep and forearm. I stop my futile struggling against his restrictive hands completely when his right-hand moves from my hip to in between my thighs, his finger tracing up along the wetness that has begun to drip down my inner thighs.

I can feel it...I-I'm almost there-

"Gohan! Y-yes; right there! I...I-" I let out a scream, louder than the last, as Gohan uses his index and middle fingers to spread my outer folds, allowing him more room to plunge his tongue in deeper.

I close my eyes and tilt my head back, feeling pressure and warm release within me at the final thrust of Gohan's tongue, the sensual sensation the most pleasurable feeling I've ever felt. My legs begin to quiver uncontrollably as his tongue flicks my clit before sucking on it, his teeth scraping along my folds as he moans against me. My hands loosen their grip in his hair, the tingling throughout my legs and core being replaced by a blissful numbness as I fondly stroke his hair back from his face. I feel his tongue stroking around core and thighs, being sure to devour all of the juices that had leaked from my core which is now coated in his saliva, the sensation sending chills down my body as I try to recover from my quivering state.

Gohan places several affectionate kisses along my inner thighs before releasing my leg from his hold, allowing it to slide limply off of his shoulder and onto the rock-cover floor. No longer supported by his weight, I feel myself stumbling forward, still feeling weak-kneed from my orgasm. Before I even have to think about stopping myself, he is quick to catch me, standing now at his full height to hold my nude body against his warm chest as I continue to gasp for air in exahustion. As I'm pressed flush against his body, I feel his hardened clothed member thrust roughly against my thigh, causing him to grunt quietly, probably feeling a painful throbbing of his prominent erection growing in his dress pants.

And now it's my turn; I want to make Gohan feel as good as he made me feel. I may have never done something like...like 'this' before, but most of what I've been doing so far has been either instinct or tips and tricks Erasa had given me over the years. I just need to touch him with confidence.

I press my palms flat against Gohan's chest, gently but firmly pushing our bodies apart, allowing me enough room to step away from the wall and to lean off of him, struggling at fist to stand upright on my numb legs. He steps back as well, but his expression becomes confused when I move may hands up to grab his upper arms, turning his body around with mine and I change our position. I give him a reassuring smile before stepping forward, now pressing his nude back against the wall as my hands move from his arms to his chest to stroke lower on his body. I trace my fingers down along his pecks and abs, feeling his muscles flex beneath my hands before I reach to grip the front of the black belt around his hips. The pads of my fingers trace absentmindedly along with the buckle of his belt as I take a deep breath, trying to calm my sudden nerves.

Shaking away the last of my insecurities, I push inward and begin to work my hands along Gohan's black belt, undoing the restrictive material before letting it fall from my hands to the floor. Stepping even closer to his body, I move my lips along his chest and stomach, still remembering how his mouth had felt on my body. I move my hands back to his body, this time moving to his black dress pants. This time, I don't hesitate to unclasp the single button before sliding down the zipper, feeling more and more eager to see his body. I hear a shaky moan escape his lips as my hands pull down both his suit pants and boxers in one fluid motion. I bend down to move the clothing down his legs as he pulls his feet out, keeping my eyes focused on my hands as I drop onto my knees, shifting uncomfortably at the jagged rocks dig into my skin.

I never thought in a million years that I'd be on my knees for any guy...but I suppose Gohan isn't just 'any guy'...This is it; I can do this.

Before I have the chance to admire his body in its entirety, he reaches his hands down to gently grip my upper arms, easily pulling upwards to hoistme back onto my feet to guide me to stand in front of him as I had before. I gasp at his abrupt movements, looking up to see his expression tense and flushed as his bare chest heaves with his heavy panting, his eyes seeming hazed and unfocused as he stares down at me. Reaching my arms up, I place my hands on his forearms to give him a gentle squeeze as I look into his eyes, speaking softly with concern as I question his sudden change in behavior.

"Gohan? What's wrong? Don't you want me to-"

"Yes; I really really want you to do that...but if we continue to go down this route, this may not last nearly as long as I want it to. I...I want to make sure that you're comfortable and that this is as painless as possible for you, but if you...um...get me too excited, I'm worried about being too rough with you. I'm already struggling as it is, but I want to make this night special for you, Videl." My face becomes hot and flushed at Gohan's loving words, not used to being treated with such delicacy or tenderness like this.

That's Gohan; he's so loving and giving...always thinking about others before himself, even when it comes to pleasure, something most people would be selfish with. As for his struggling, it does show in his more dominant behaviour...and I know he thinks that I would be scared and he's worried that he'll hurt me, but I honestly find his more confident moments to be very sexy.

I allow Gohan to reach his hands under my legs and around my back, pulling me up into his arms to carry me back to the warmed blanket. I manage to catch my bottom lip between my teeth to bite back a moan, my core dampening once again at the feeling of his warm bare skin rubbing against mine with each step he takes. He walks a few paces back to the blanket before shifting my body in his arms as he lowers us to the ground, placing me softly on my back before moving to rest his body between my legs. I tip my head back to rest comfortably on the blanket, resisting the urge to cover my body as Gohan moves on top of me, admiring my exposed body with a lustful hunger in his eyes.

As Gohan moves his hips forward, my legs start to bend at the knee, spreading myself open to allow his body to come closer. I inhale a trembling breath as his erect member presses against my dampening folds, the motion allowing me to get a sense of his length and girth that has been taking up many of my dreams and fantasies for the past couple of weeks. In spite of my usual confident demeanor, I feel my nerves taking over, becoming more unsure if I will be able to accommodate his size and the strength behind it. He must have been able to sense my hesitation, because he leans his head down to mine and presses his lips against mine in a brief but passionate kiss, only pulling away to look into my eyes as he speaks softly to me.

"You don't have to worry, Videl. We'll go slow; I'll be careful...I promise." I respond by lifting my head off of the blanket to kiss Gohan once more, silently giving him confirmation to continue.

I know how dangerous this probably is...with someone as strong as Gohan, but I know that, even in the heat of the moment, he would never do anything to actually hurt me. He may be more forceful at times but if I ever needed him to stop, I'm confident he would; I have nothing to worry about.

Gohan tilts his head to the side as he returns my kiss, gently stroking my lips with his as he slowly lowers himself onto his left forearm, his chest resting against mine. My worry disappears from my mind as his right-hand moves to my left hip, gently massaging the muscle before trailing his fingers lower on my body, making their way towards my core which, since my orgasm, has only become wetter from his tender touch. As his tongue forces its way into my mouth to muffle my moan, I feel his fingers sliding in between my lower lips, swirling his index and middle fingers around in my juices. My back instinctively arches off of the ground and our lips break contact as he slowly presses his index finger inside of me, the unfamiliar sensation causing me to call out in pleasure.

"A-ah! Go-Gohan!" I raise my hands up to Gohan's chest before rubbing them up to his shoulders, squeezing them tightly as his finger slides all the way in, stretching my walls in preparation for his member.

D-damn it! This feels so unbelievably good, and this is just with his fingers; I didn't know pleasure as this existed. I can only imagine what it will feel like to have his thick and hard cock pumping inside of me like this...

My body continues to squirm beneath Gohan as his finger maintains a slow and sensual pumping rhythm, sliding in and out of my core; the tightness of my core lessens as his finger becomes more lubricated by my juices. I moan even louder as he starts to pull his finger out all the way before thrusting back in, his movements having more force behind them once he is confident that his actions are more pleasurable than painful. His long finger reaches far inside of me, bending slightly to stroke along my wet walls as his knuckles hit my folds with each thrust. As he keeps the pace of his steady fingering, his face dips down into my neck to place his lips and tongue against my skin, occasionally sucking and biting on my tender skin when I try to muffle my cries.

Just as I feel the warm pulsing sensation of my second release quickly approaching with each pump of his digits, Gohan wordlessly pulls his fingers out of me, causing me to groan in frustration at the sudden lack of his touch. I open my mouth to question him, but my words are cut off when I feel the smooth tip of his hard member pressing against the slick folds of my entrance, his manhood radiating the same comforting heat as the rest of his body. I hear him moaning loudly into my neck as he strokes the head of his cock between my folds, lapping it in the wetness of my arousal, the sensual movement eliciting a moan from me as well.

"D-damn it, Videl. You're...so wet..." Gohan gives my neck one last kiss before lifting his head to bring his face back over mine, his cheeks flushed, and his lips parted as he pants heavily.

'Wet' might be a bit of an understatement; I feel soaked.

"Please, Gohan, make love to me. I-I need to feel you inside of me; I need you now." I gently rub the muscles of his shoulders as I guide him back down to me, my lips quickly finding his in a slow and loving kiss.

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Gohan's POV

My left-hand clenches the blanket beneath me tightly while I use my right hand to grip my hardened shaft, guiding the tip of my pulsing member past her folds as I slowly pressing inside of Videl's inner walls. I let out a rough grunt against her open mouth at the tightness and warmth of her entrance, resisting the instinctive urge to thrust my whole length inside of her. I hear her let out a soft and quiet gasp as her lips and tongue stop moving against mine, causing my hip movements to immediately halt. I wait patiently, remaining stilled partly sheathed inside of her until I feel her hands move to give my shoulders a reassuring squeeze, silently beckoning me to resume moving.

W-wow...this feels better than anything I could've ever imagined. Videl...she's so tight and hot; her body is so perfect. I'm surprised I managed to fit inside of her; it's almost as if we were meant to be together...as if I was the first not one that is meant to love her like this.

I continue to push my hips forward at a restrained pace, keeping my breathing calm and deep as I focus my eyes downward, carefully observing Videl's facial expressions for any indication that I should stop. Her eyes remain closed as she winces in pain, her swollen pink lips are slightly parted to let out a small cry as her walls clench tightly around me in her discomfort. Once I fill her about three inches, I move my right hand from the base of my member to her side, gently rubbing my palm along her soft and sweaty skin to try and soothe her pain. I feel myself relaxing as her blue eyes open to look up at me, her lips forming a grateful smile as she nodsher head for me to continue to enter her body, her pained expression relaxing into a small smile.

"It's okay, Gohan. You're not hurting me; it just...stings a bit, but it's nothing that I can't handle. Please...I need you to keep going. I need to feel all of you." I eagerly return my lips to Videl's, affectionately stroking her tongue with mine as my hips press forward, bringing me deeper inside her canals.

Videl's tongue retracts back into her mouth to moan loudly against my lips as I shift my hips forward to give her one last gentle thrust, quickly pressing the last inch of my member into her tight canals, our hips now pressed against one another. I sigh deeply in pleasure, feeling the sensitive head of my cock push against the back of her walls as my whole length fills her, leaving no room left for me to continue. Her short nails dig into the skin of my shoulders as her lips move passionately against mine, likely trying to distract herself from the pressure of having me inside of her. I decide to make no move to pull out as we both revel in the moment of our bodies being joined together, now more intimately close than ever.

I've never felt so connected to someone before...never anything like this. I feel like, with our bodies joined like this, our hearts are also bonded by a force that is greater than any words or touches could convey...

After the exchange of several tender and sweet kisses, our lips separate, both of us panting heavily from our passion and excitement as we gaze into each other's eyes with a shared longing. My eyes roam her deep blue ones as I give her hip a gentle squeeze before stroking upwards on her body, noting the way her body shivers when I brushing over her chest and her quite moan as the pads of my fingers trace over her nipples. Her body relaxes as my fingers skim over her neck and jaw with gentle caresses until I reach her face, tenderly cupping her flushed cheek in my palm. My thumb brushes along her soft cheekbone as I open my mouth to speak, my heart filled with a love that I have longed to share with her.

"Thank you, Videl, for sharing this moment with me...for...for sharing yourself with me." Videl smiles up at me, moving her hands from my shoulders to cup either side of my face to reciprocate my loving gesture, her fingers tracing along the contours of my face as she replies.

"There's nobody else in the whole world...no...the whole universe that I would rather be here in this moment with. I've wanted this for so long, Gohan...so, please...I want you to have me, all of me, just as I want all of you." I run my fingers across her face to brush her hair from her forehead to place a soft kiss above her brow, taking a deep calming inhale before shifting my hips back.

I love Videl; I love her so much. I want to be like this...by her side forever. I will give her my whole life if she wants it; I will give her anything...my heart will always be hers.

My left-hand shifts from the blanket to the rocks beside it, gripping it in a firm hold as I slowly retract my hard member from Videl's narrow and warm core, the sensation causing me to sigh deeply against her skin. I try to take a calming breath as I pull myself out about halfway before slowly pumping back into her, being careful in controlling my speed and the force behind my thrusts, still concerned for her comfort. As I continue the motion several times, maintaining a consistent pattern, her quiet whimpers and cries of pain are overtaken by soft moans of pleasure. Her hands side down from my face, running along my shoulders and chest to wrap around my back, her nails digging into my skin causes me to momentarily lose control, accidentally thrusting into her walls harder than either of us expected.

Both of us moan in unison at the sudden change in power behind my thrust, the pleasant sensation putting my protectiveness aside as I slowly slide out nearly all the way, leaving only my tip inside, before plunging back into Videl with the same amount of force. My hand slips from her face to grip her left hip to press her body harder into the blanket as I steadily increase my speed, my cock becoming even slicker from her juices as her cries become louder. I lower my face back into the side of her neck and move my lips along her skin as I continue gyrating my hips into her, grunting with each thrust as the air around us becomes more heated. I feel my own ki steadily increasing with each thrust as my control slowly slips out of my grasp, the euphoric sensations clouding my senses and judgment.

Relax. I need to stay in control...I can't lose myself...not now-

Crack!

I look to my side as the large rock beneath my left hand suddenly crumbles in my grip, leaving nothing but smaller pieces of debris as my hand sinks into the ground below it. I turn my head to the other side as my hand on her hip quickly moves off of her skin to grab the rocks on the other side of the blanket. I feel my doubts rushing back in as I become worried for her safety, concerned about what may happen if I lose control completely. I remove my lips from Videl's neck and slow the movements of my hips, failing to calm myself down from my unbridled state. She must've noticed my struggling because she lovingly rubs both of her small hands along my spine, trying to soothe the tension growing within me as she whispers to me in between gasps.

"It's okay...Gohan...j-just relax. You're in...in control; everything is okay." I sigh at Videl's soothing words, my thrusts now becoming softer and slower as I try to gather my thoughts for a response.

Videl's right; I just need to focus and relax. I need to keep my promise to her; I can't let anything happen to her. I'm worried that...that if something happens now if I accidentally hurt her or scare her, she won't want to be with me...not like this or in any capacity.

"I...I'm sorry, Videl. This...it's harder than I thought it would be. I don't know if-"

"And that's okay; we're both still learning. We have our whole lives to figure this out, and we will...together. Here, switch places with me; I want to try something." I lift my head from Videl's neck to look into her eyes, feeling myself calming down at the soft sound of her voice and the tenderness of her touch.

Videl wants to...switch places?

Although confused by Videl's demands, I wisely choose to oblige, slowly pulling myself completely out of her core to I sit on my knees in front of her, unsure of what she has planned, gritting my teeth once my tip slides past her lower lips. I moan quietly as a cool breeze rushes along the length of my erect member, which is now covered in her clear wetness, the sensation only making me harder. My hands clench into fists at my sides at as I allow her gentle hands to press against my chest as she guides me to lay down in her place, watching with a flushed face as her leg swings over my hips, bringing her perfect nude body to rest on top of mine. In this new position, I can admire her full body, appreciating her lithe and fit curves, her toned stomach and legs, her rounded chest and pink perky nipples, and she beautifully flushed and shiny skin which glistens with the flicker of the fire.

Videl...she's so beautiful; so perfect. I can't believe that I'm the only one that has ever pleasured her like this...and I will be the only one that ever will.

I smile at Videl's uncommonly timid expression as she shly eyes me as well, her gaze roaming down the muscles of my chest and stomach until she reaches my groin, eyeing it with a surprisingly innocent curiosity, her lip caught between her teeth and her cheeks flushed a soft hue of pink. I open my mouth to speak, but my words turn into a throaty moan as her hand without warning, confidently reaches downward to grab the length of my member in her small hands. My eyes shift from her expression to her hand as she slowly begins to pump it in her tight grip, her palm stroking up my shaft at a steady pace. My shaking hands shift from my sides to grip the rocks on the ground on either side of me as I tip my head back and close my eyes, resisting the urge to reclaim my dominance and flip us back over.

Maybe having Videl on top of me, especially in my current state, may not have been the best idea. As much as I'm enjoying the view and the feeling of her hands pleasuring me, I don't know how long I'll be able to keep myself from flipping her onto her back and forcing myself-

My thoughts are cut off as Videl's hand stills its movements, causing me to groan in disappointment as open my eyes to look back up at her, the sight only escalating my arousal. Videl had lifted herself up onto her knees to hover her folds directly over top of my erection which is still gripped tightly by her right hand. Her eyes look down and her brows furrow in concentration as she shifts my shaft to aim my tip at her core, rubbing herself lightly as she tries to find her opening. I nearly choke on my moan as she continues to rub herself in a circular motion against the sensitive head of my painfully hardened member, filling me with the desire to roughly thrust upwards into her. I feel my legs and hips start to tense as her juices begin to drip from in between her folds, the dewy liquid coating the tip of my member as she uses my slick tip to stroke herself.

"V-Videl...I...are you sure-"

"Gohan, I've never felt more sure...and don't worry..." Videl pauses to wince as she slowly lowers herself onto my shaft, taking her time to sink herself all the way down until her ass cheeks rest against my upper thighs.

"...I won't tell anyone that I, a mere human, managed to get on top of the most powerful man in the universe." I let out an unrestrained moan as Videl teasingly grinds her hips against mine.

Well...fuck.

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Videl's POV

Oh wow...Gohan...he feels so good...

Keeping my palms pressed flat against Gohan's upper chest, I look down into his eyes as I slowly rise up on my knees, sliding myself up along his length, drawing him out of me inch by inch. I struggle to stop when I feel his tip just barely inside my core, pausing to take a deep breath before sliding all the way back down again. As I near the bottom, his member rubs along a sensitive fleshy part of my wall, a sudden wave of pleasure causing me to instinctively clench my muscles around him. I watch as his eyes fall shut and his hands fist the blanket, his knuckles becoming white from the pressure of his grip as he chokes out a throaty moan.

"D-damn it, Videl...you...you can't do that. Y-you-"

"Can't what, Gohan? It seems like, in this position, I can do just about anything I want to you." I smirk down at Gohan, admiring the way his muscles flex and shake beneath my body and the sensual sounds that leave his lips with the subtle buck of my hips.

I've never felt so...so in control. Hopefully, this change in position will be easier on Gohan; at least this way he won't have to worry about staying in control of the speed and strength; he'll be able to relax and enjoy himself.

I adjust my hips before sinking the rest of the way down, sighing in pleasure as Gohan fills my body once again, his member still emanating a soothing heat that extends to spread throughout my body. The warm sensation causes a shiver to run throughout my whole body, stimulating every nerve and muscle in my body, resulting in my walls clenching tighter around his shaft. I keep him inside of me as I lean forward to press my chest against his, moaning as my sensitive nipples drag along the muscles of his chest with each thrust of my body. Stretching my neck forward, I delicately run my tongue along his panting parted lips before slipping it inside to taste the inside of his mouth, smiling against his lips as he eagerly kisses me back with just as much passion.

I give Gohan's lips one last kiss before deciding to lean back to sit upright, laughing lightly at the dazed expression once I slowly begin to rise up, ready to continue thrusting myself onto his hard member. As I stop myself at his tip once again, I gently stroke my hands up his chest, tracing up to his muscular shoulders as I grab each one in both hands, being sure to spread them apart so that Gohan can look down his body to watch our bodies moving together. I keep my eyes locked on his as I suddenly drop myself down his length, my speed faster than the last time, the pleasure now more prominent than the pain as I continue the pumping motion several times, each impalement becoming harder than the last.

I watch as Gohan's eyes shift from mine to stare between my arms, his lips parted from his heavy panting and his eyes filled with a lustful desire as he watches me thrust myself onto him repeatedly. I no longer feel flustered or embarrassed as his eyes roam my body, the gesture now filling me with confidence and drive as I tip my head back to moan loudly, continuing to bounce myself on his lap. My movements are becoming more rough and quick by human standards, but nothing compared to the power he put behind his thrusting when he was on top of me. He continues to struggle beneath me, his hands having moved back to the boulders beside us to grip them, having already accidentally crushed several in his grasp as he tries to restrain himself.

I'm honestly surprised Gohan's let me stay on top for this long; I was sure that he'd-

My thoughts are interrupted as I feel Gohan's hands suddenly gripping my hips tightly, preventing me from pressing downward on his shaft to relieve myself of the increased throbbing in my core. My eyes gradually refocus on his as he looks up at me, his mouth now formed into a confident smirk, no longer showing any indication of uncertainty or inner conflict. I try squirming in his grasp to slide more of his member inside of me, quickly feeling myself becoming impatient at the lack of movement but his grip on my hips does not loosen. I open mouth to question him, but I can only tip my head back and cry out when the rest of his hard member is quickly thrust all the way in, ramming roughly against my tender walls.

"Ah! G-Gohan!" I look back down at the sound of Gohan's teasing laughter beneath me, watching as his hungry eyes my body before opening his mouth to speak, his voice both teasing and sarcastic.

"Well now...I guess you're not completely invincible up there, are you, Videl?" I feel my face redden as I open my mouth to counter his taunt, but I am silenced once again as he quickly drags his hips back down to pull himself out before thrusting in once again.

S-shit! This...it's too much...

I move my hands down the muscles of his chest to press down as I try to keep myself sitting upright, the force behind his rough entrance causing me to momentarily lose balance as my whole body is jerked forward. I feel my arms quivering with my struggle to maintain my position as he quickly bucks his hips up and down, unrelentingly plunging his entire member into my dampening core. I shift my weight and try to push my hips down to meet his thrusts, but his grip remains firm on my hips, preventing me from moving as I am forced to remain still as he bovers my body above his still shaft, making me take each stroke and thrust at his control.

I'm sure I'll be feeling this tomorrow...and possibly for the next several days...

My thoughts become lost as the sounds of our moaning and the sound our wet skin slapping together are heard echoing throughout the cave, blocking out everything else surrounding us as if nothing else in the world matters. I let out another cry as I feel myself edging closer to my release, the pleasurable sensation of his thickness pushing harshly against my sensitive walls, and my breasts bouncing with each movement, bringing me closer and closer to the euphoric stimulation that I crave to experience once again. My walls begin to clench tighter and my moaning becomes louder as I prepare for my release, the pleasure of his lovemaking overwhelming my body and mind.

"Goh-han, I...I'm gonna cum...I-"

My eyes widen with arousal and excitement as Gohan grabs my body to press my nude chest against his before rolling both of us over, allowing him to reclaim his previously dominant position on top of me. I look down our bodies to see his pulsing member remained inside of my core during our sudden movement, the sensation sending shivers down my spine as the new position allows him to slide in deeper, now stroking deep into the back of my caverns. I watch as the rest of his length disappears inside of me, forcfully stretching my walls to accommodate his size. I bite my lip and tilt my head back up look at his face to see his expression etched with concentration and pleasure as he pants heavily, likely nearing his release as well.

"M-me too, Videl..." My walls instantly clench around his thrusting member at the sound of his deep and sensual voice, his words nearly sending me over the edge.

G-Gohan...he's so passionate...so loving; he's perfect.

I feel one of Gohan's hands stroke up my body to gently cup my face in his palm, gently stroking my cheek as he looks down at me with a loving smile, his skin glistening with sweat that reflects the light of the fire, making him look all the more handsome. His other hand moves to the blanket beside my head, bending to rest on his forearm to hold his weight above me as he continues his steady movements. I tilt my head to the side to place a kiss to the center of Gohan's palm and lift my hands to rub against his chest, my nails digging into his muscles of his pecs as he continues to pin me down on the blanket. As my hands continue to roam his upper chest, Gohan's thrusting becomes more aggressive, the force of his plunging causes my back to press on the rocks beneath the blanket, likely leaving bruises each time he strokes himself inside of me.

This feeling...I don't know how much more I can take. I-

"Yes! G-Gohan!"

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Gohan's POV

I moan in pleasure as Videl's slick walls suddenly clench around my throbbing member in a tight hold, her muscles begin quivering and spasming underneath my body and around my member as she lets out a loud cry, signifying her highly-anticipated and much-needed release. I feel her toned legs trembling lightly against my skin as she shifts her thighs against the outside of mine, struggling to hold them upright while she attempts to keep up with my thrusting, neither of us wanting the moment to end. I help her ride out the waves of her orgasm as I continue to pump myself in and out of her swollen and tired caverns which is now slick with her dripping juices which I use to make my movements smoother, no longer feeling much resistance.

I need to keep going. I want Videl to feel me finsish inside of her; I want her to know that she belongs to me and no one else.

As I near my own release, I move myself back to prop myself up onto my hands, bringing them to rest on either side of Videl's resting body as I dig my fingers into the ground, continuing to press myself into her at a steady rhythm. I keep my eyes focused downward on Videl, watching her body shift with each of my powerful thrusts, her legs now hanging weakly at my hips and her hands, which had fallen from my chest, lay limply at her sides, gently grapsing the blanket in her fists. Her blue eyes are heavy-lidded and dazed as she looks up at me with a satisfied and loving smile, her lips parting to take deep breaths as the exhaustion from our lovemaking catches up with her.

Damn it...I-I'm so close-

"V-Videl! I-I-Ah!"

I shift my hips back to give one final thrust, pumping myself all the way in until my tip pushes against the back of Videl's walls, the stimulation causing my whole body to still as a wave of pleasure rushes through my body, my essence pouring through my throbbing cock and into Videl's clenching core. I barely hear her cry out as a stream of my seed spills out through my tip, filling her with my warm cum, her walls tightening to milk me of all of my juices. I hang my head downward as my body is suddenly overwhemed with a hypersensitivity, panting heavily as I begin to feel the tiring effects of my orgasm.

Once I feel my member give its last small squirt of my seed, I take a deep breath, flexing my sore muscles before slowly pulling out of Videl's creamy filled core, grunting quietly as I reluctantly pull out my tip from her warm folds, the cold air teasing against my semi-hardened member. I move back to sit upright on my knees, looking down as I feel Videl's thighs slide down mine to lay flat on the blanket on either side of me, no longer having the strength to hold them up.

As I watch Videl's nude body shivering below me, her bottom lip trembling and her arms wrapped around her upper body to try to hold in her warmth, I shift my body to lay down beside her. I lay on my side to face her, reaching over her body to grab the edge of the black blanket with one hand and, using the other, I scoop an arm underneath her lithe body to gently roll her to my side. As I bring her body closer to mine, I take extra care in being mindful of jostling her body, knowing that she would likely be sore. I watch in dismay as she winces in discomfort, letting out a quiet moan as her chest and legs press against my side while my arm wraps around her back to hold her.

I know that Videl's body will be tired, and probably sore, but I just hope that I didn't cause her any other pain. I probably should have picked someone with at wave a bed or futon but in the moment this place just seemed to be right. It may not be luxurious by any means but it was by far the most special moment of my life.

"Here, Videl. Let me warm you up." I tilt my head to press a kiss to her damp forehead as I pull the other half of the blanket over to cover our bodies from the cold.

"Thank you, Gohan." Videl sighs contently as she snuggles into my chest and closes her eyes, her breathing becoming steadier as her muscles unwind against mine.

I don't ever want this moment to end; I want to stay like this forever...feeling Videl's body against mine as I hold her in my arms.

I tenderly stroke my hand up the smooth warm skin of her back, feeling myself becoming more relaxed at the light pounding of her heart beating beneath her skin. I tip my head back to rest against the blanket, my own breaths becoming more even as my exhaustion catches up to me. The tingle in my muscles gradually subside, being replaced with a soothing numbness that soaks my body in drowsiness. We continue to lay in silence, relishing in the aftermath of our lovemaking as we gently caress each other's skin, neither of us making any move to get up. Despite my exhaustion, my mind is unable to rest, wandering back to three words that I've been dying to say to Videl.

I love you...I love, Videl. I should tell her; I need to be honest with my feelings, especially after...after showing my love for her.

"Hey?...Videl?" I open my eyes and tilt my chin down slightly to look down at Videl, watching as her head lazily nudges my chest.

"Mhmm?" Videl's eyes flutter open and she shifts her head up to look at me, her lips forming a soft smile.

"Videl, I..." My words become caught in my throat as I stare down at Videl, my insecurities getting the better of my confession.

But...maybe it's too soon? And right after having sex? I don't want Videl to think I'm pressuring her into reciprocating my feelings...Or, what if she doesn't love me back? I mean...she's told me that she has strong romantic feelings for me, but that doesn't necessarily mean that she loves me...

"...I...I just wanted to tell you that you should get some rest; there's no rush to get back." Videl sleepily nods her head and closes her eyes, sleep taking her once again as she lays resting in my arms.

Maybe I don't need to tell her; maybe I should let my actions speak for themselves. What's the worst that could happen?