Chichi was humming a tune to herself as she stirred the large pot of delicious ramen for dinner. Gohan and Videl were bringing Pan over, her father was coming and Goku was back from 3 months of training, so Chichi was in the best of moods, having her family all together for the evening. She smiled to herself, knowing Goku was sat sulking at the kitchen table. She had refused him a sneaky bite of their food so he sat at the table and moped.

"You could go and do some exercises whilst you wait, you know" she told him sternly, but the smile never left her face.

"I don't want to" her husband sulked. She turned her head slightly, to catch a sly eye of him perched at the table, a childish frown on his face, his elbows on the table and his face resting in his palms. Chichi sniggered.

"Honestly, Goku, you act like you haven't eaten in days" she told him.

"I haven't eaten your food in months" he reminded her.

"And who's fault is that?" she shot back. Goku was silent.

"You have at least another hour or so before everyone come over, and then dinner will be ready" she let him know, placing the large spoon on the side and wiping her hands.

"Aw, that's ages!" Goku whined.

"Well, I suggest you go and find something to do, and quit moaning like a child". Goku sat in thought for a moment.

"But leave Goten to finish doing his homework. Don't go disturbing him!" she warned him as she approached him with her index finger outstretched. Goku grinned up at his little wife and took her outstretched finger and he pulled her to him, placing her on his lap.

"Goku" Chichi scolded, "I haven't got time for your games and Goten is only down the hall" she reminded her husband.

Goku took no notice of her complaints and wrapped his arms tightly around her little body and nuzzled her neck with his nose. Chichi sighed, a small smile on her face, and wrapped her slender arms around his broad shoulders. Goku smiled against her skin, suddenly planting little kisses on her neck.

"Goku" Chichi giggled, her body squirming as he lightly kissed her, "Stop it!" she tried to tell him, but again, he ignored her protests and continued to kiss her, his lips tracing their way up her neck, across her cheek, to eventually settle on her sweet lips. Chichi couldn't help but hum in content as he gently kissed her lips. When he ended the kiss, he rubbed her nose affectionally with his, and returned to cuddling her.

"You are so needy" she stated.

"No I'm not" he mumbled into the crook of her neck.

"Yes you are" she chuckled.

"I just missed you" he gently told her.

"You just missed me" she repeated. Goku hummed against her skin.

"Well, if you hadn't been away for-"

"-I know" he interrupted with a playful frown, pulling his head back to look at her, "Knew you were gonna say that" he sulked.

"Well, it's true"

"Even so, I still missed you" he told her again, kissing her cheek gently. Chichi rolled her eyes, but that smile continued to grace her features.

"You are hard work, Son Goku, you know that?" She informed him, rather than questioned him. Goku gave her his best smile.

"You still love me" he told her, stealing a second kiss from her lips, lowering his arms so his hands could rest on her firm bottom.

"Lucky for you" she returned playfully. His nose nuzzled the side of her face, his eyes closing serenely.

"So, how long are you back for this time?" Chichi questioned him curiously.

"A few months"

"My few months, or your few months?" she questioned again. Goku chuckled.

"Your few months" he told her.

"We'll see" she retorted, "Now let me go, I have to check the oven", but Goku's hands gripped her bottom, stopping her from moving.

"No" he whined, "5 more minutes" he begged, burrowing his face back in the crook of her neck.

"Goku" she scolded, but it didn't come out as firmly as she would have liked. To be honest, it was quite nice having him be this affectionate towards her, it had been a few months and truth be told, she had missed him a lot.

"Can I have you to myself later?" he asked her, his lips planting butterfly kisses on her neck again. Oh, she knew what that meant.

"I'll think about it" she spoke. He flung his head back so he could look her in the eye, the look of horror sprawled across his face. Chichi snorted at his reaction.

"What do you mean, you will think about it? That's not fair" he moaned.

"Hey, you think you can just waltz in here after being gone for several months, and just expect me to succumb to your needs?"

"Don't act like you don't want it" he suddenly returned, his sweet grin now replaced with a devious smirk. Chichi cleared her throat.

"Like I said, I will think about it" she returned.

"Yep, you definitely want it, I can tell" he rasped against the sensitive skin of her ear, his hands wandering up from her bottom to glide across her thighs.

"Oh, you think so?" she questioned him, trying to maintain her composure as his hands slid higher up her thighs.

"I know so" he spoke lowly, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her body flush to his, his nose nudging her chin so he can kiss under it.

"Goku ... behave" she barely whispered as his teeth nipped at the delicate skin, goosebumps spreading across her body. Goku smiled once more and gave her one more kiss on her neck before pulling back to look at her.

"You can't tell me you don't want it, Chi, I can smell ya" he told her with a wink. Chichi's face flushed and with a frown she slapped his chest.

"Get off, you pervert" she told him as she tried to get up. Goku laughed out loud.

"I'm your husband, I'm allowed to be a pervert". He allowed her to get up, shielding himself as she swung for him again, laughter reaching her ears as she tried not to smile whilst she walked away from him.

"Get out of my kitchen" she ordered. Goku chuckled and got up from his chair and left the kitchen. He made his way down the hall and poked his head into Goten's room.

"Hey, dad" Goten greeted his dad, a pencil in his hand, a book in front of him at his desk.

"Hey, little buddy, whatcha doing?" oh, he knew what Goten was doing, Chichi already warned him not to disturb him.

"Just some homework, I'm nearly done though!" Goten spoke spritely.

"Cool, fancy doing something when your done? Just whilst we wait for everyone to come over" Goku suggested.

"Okay, dad" Goten beamed, "I will be real quick" he told him as he began power writing. Goku laughed at his little son and decided he best leave him to finish his work.


Goku and Goten were playing out in the garden when Gohan, Videl and Pan arrived. The Ox King arrived a few minutes later. Chichi called them all to the table once she unloaded all of the food.

Everybody ate happily together, engaging in conversation in between mouthfuls of hearty food, well, Chichi, Videl and her father were. The 3 Saiyan boys were wolfing their food down like it was nobody's business. Chichi enjoyed feeding her young granddaughter in her highchair, cooing at her and kissing her cheek, allowing Videl to enjoy a hot meal.

"That was so good, honey" Goku murmured out, slouched in his chair, his hands resting on his stomach, his white shirt raised slightly showing off his full belly.

"Yeah, thanks Mom, I'm stuffed" Gohan added.

"Glad you enjoyed it" she chirped, ruffling her eldest son's hair affectionately as she walked past him, making him bow his head bashfully. Videl helped Chichi take a load of plates to the sink, Goku eyeing his wife up as he drank his beverage. Gohan caught his father's stare and almost gagged. Honestly, his father was way too open for Gohan's liking sometimes. As much as his parents were very private people and kept their affections to themselves, they let it slip a lot in the presence of their family. His father wouldn't dare 'slip up' in front of his friends.

But, Gohan supposed, it was also nice to see that his parents were still very much in love after all these years. Especially after so much separation.

"How was training, dad?" Gohan suddenly asked his father, wanting to change the subject.

"Oh, it was great. Still just getting to grips with Blue" he told his son before downing the rest of his drink and taking Pan from Videl's arms.

"It's crazy to think that there's another transformation. I wonder how many more there are" Gohan mused.

"Hopefully none" Chichi chimed in. Goku frowned at her, causing Gohan to laugh.

"Well, if there is, we all know dad will be the first one to find it" Gohan guessed, stretching his arms up above his head and resting them over the back of the sofa.

"That's right, Pan. Grandpa will find it! Yes he will" Goku spoke in a high pitched baby voice to his granddaughter as she giggled, making Chichi pout at how cute they were.


It had been nearly an hour since everyone had left and Goten had just gone to his room to get his pyjamas ready before his bath.

Chichi was wiping down the counters in the kitchen when Goku stalked her from behind.

"Goku, don't even think about it" she warned him. Goku grinned and wrapped his arms around her from behind.

"How do you do that? You can't even sense Ki" he wondered.

"I just know. I'm that good" she told him in a cocky manner.

"So, have you thought about it?" he asked her as he rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Maybe" she muttered.

"Aw, come on, are ya gonna give it to me?" he questioned her.

"Goku" she scorned, breaking free of his grabby hands to look him in the eye, "If you want me to be at your mercy, go and do yourself a favour and run your son a bath and let me finish cleaning up".

"At my mercy, huh?" his tongue ran along the back of his teeth, his mouth breaking into a wicked grin.

Chichi swallowed. Hard.

"I meant ... " she tried to say, her very large husband now towering over her.

"You meant, what?" he asked her darkly, his one hand raised, his finger swirling a strand of loose hair around it, his other hand barely grazing her arm with soft deliberate strokes, making her shudder.

But God damn ... that look on his face.

"G-Go and run Goten's bath" she breathlessly demanded. Goku smirked, winked at her and left the kitchen, leaving his little wife to compose herself.

Chichi could have kicked herself. Honestly, she could be as mad as a hatter and he could still make her weak at the knees.

"Damn Saiyan" she muttered to herself as she resumed her cleaning.


Chichi walked down the hall towards her youngest son's room, wondering firstly what was taking Goku so long, and secondly, what all the giggling was about. She stopped outside the half opened door and rested her body against the doorframe in awe as she watched them.

Goku was led in Goten's bed with him, Goten almost buried under Goku's arm as Goku told him a story. Chichi could just about make out that the story was one from Goku's childhood, with Krillin and Master Roshi's name thrown in there at some point. She snorted as Goku pretended to be Master Roshi, suddenly trying to imitate a girl's voice, which she assumed was Bulma. Goku was very animated when he told stories, using his arms and hands and making faces.

She leant the side of her head against the doorframe, her heart melting as she watched her two boys laughing together. Nothing in the entire world could ever beat the feeling it gave her, watching moments like this.

Chichi smiled warmly and decided to leave them to finish their story. She had finished cleaning and tidying her kitchen and decided to fluff the pillows and adjust the throws in the living area quickly. She then re-entered her clean kitchen, deciding to get herself a quick drink when she felt Goku take her right hand and spin her around so she was facing him.

"And where are you going?" he asked her. Chichi raised an eyebrow at him, and pulled free from his grasp before walking over to the counter.

"I was getting a drink, if you don't mind" she responded in her usual sassy-like manner.

Goku bit his lip. He loved sassy Chichi.

"Pour me one too, please?" he asked her sweetly, fluttering his eyelashes at her, making Chichi scoff. She took two glasses out of the cupboard and put them on the side as Goku sat at the kitchen table.

"So, ya like my story?" he asked her, watching her intently as she walked to the fridge.

"Well, I couldn't quite tell what story it was, one from your childhood I assumed, but Goten seemed to enjoy it" she guessed as she pulled out a large carton of juice and began pouring it into their glasses.

"Hmmm, yeah, I was telling him about the time me and Krillin trained under Master Roshi"

"I thought I heard their names, but, didn't you pretend to be Bulma at one point?" she asked as she walked towards him with their glasses. Goku scratched the side of his head in thought.

"Um, no, just Krillin and Master Roshi" Goku replied, taking a glass from her hand when she approached him, "why d'you ask?"

"No reason" Chichi quickly shut the conversation down, secretly giggling to herself. Poor Krillin, she thought. Goku took a large swig of his juice before setting his glass down on the table.

"Come here" he told his wife, putting his arms out to her. Chichi smiled sweetly at him and sat on his lap to drink her juice. Goku wrapped his arms around her waist and leant his cheek on her shoulder.

"What other stories have you been telling him?" she asked him.

"As many as I can remember" he started, placing a small kiss on her shoulder, "Though, I did tell him a story about us the other night". Chichi turned her head to look at him.

"What story?" she wondered.

"Aw, you know, just about us searching for the bansho fan and putting out the fire at your dad's castle" he told her, nuzzling her arm.

"Aw, really? what else?" she wanted to know, taking another sip of her juice.

"Just how we got married after that, and then ... how I fucked you"

Chichi spat her juice everywhere. Goku bit the inside of his mouth to stop himself from laughing.

"YOU WHAT?!" She roared at him. Goku put his hand over her mouth.

"Chi, Goten's in bed" he chortled, "And I'm kidding". Chichi slapped his hand away and set her glass down on the table.

"That is not funny, Goku! I should wash your mouth out!" she scorned, about to get up and get the cloth from the side to clean up the mess, but Goku's hands stopped her. She looked down at his hands, holding her waist and then glared at him.

"Goku, let me go, I need to clean the juice up". Goku ignored her, like he did earlier when they were sat at the table, Chichi noted, and instead he positioned his wife so she was straddling him and began to undo the clasps on her purple cheongsam, his favourite cheongsam. Goku's lips found the skin on her chest and he began kissing her gently, getting lower with each popping button.

"Goku" she shuddered, "I really need to wipe up that juice", she tried to tell him, pressing her hands on his chest in a fruitless attempt to push him away. Her husband pulled her one shoulder free from her clothes and began kissing and nipping the bare skin.

"It can wait" he whispered, grazing the skin of her collarbone with her sharp teeth, causing Chichi to gasp and clutch at his shirt.

"But, Goku, I'm all ... wet" she said out loud, realising what she had just said, unfortunately after the words had already come out of her mouth. Goku grinned against her skin and pulled her top half closer to him so he could whisper in her ear.

"Gosh, Chi, and here I was thinking you were playing hard to get" the words rolled off of his tongue like hot velvet, making Chichi quiver with desire. His teeth tugged on her ear lobe before he pulled back to capture her eyes with his.

Damn him! Damn those eyes, those lustful Saiyan eyes!

The gaze was intense, neither of them speaking, both of them daring the other to make the first move.

Chichi caved.

She threw her sinewy arms around his strong neck and smashed their lips together. The act was so quick, she had her husband startled for a few seconds. But Goku kissed her back with the same intensity, his large hands grasping at her back, a pleasurable moan escaping his mouth as his wife's tongue plunged into his minty depths.

They were starved. They were ravenous. Kami, it wasn't enough.

Chichi parted her lips from his and instantly took his shirt in her hands and ripped it open, buttons flinging all over the kitchen. She helped her husband slip his bulging shoulders and arms out of his shirt before smacking her lips back onto his again. Her small dainty hands roamed over his chiseled chest and up to his broad shoulders where she gripped them and rubbed them sensually. His hands found her hair and pulled it loose from the bun it was in, letting it cascade down her back and over her shoulders, his both hands then latching onto her dark, wavy mane as they continued to ravish each other.

"Chi" Goku groaned as his little wife removed her lips and began planting deliberately soft kisses down his neck, his hands making a beeline for her top as it hung open. He pulled it from her and threw it to the tiled floor. His head lolled back, hanging over the top of the chair as his wife rolled her hips against his, his left nipple a prisoner to her hungry mouth.

Chichi raised her head to meet his thirsty eyes, his hands suddenly yanking her body full force against his, causing Chichi to gasp from the impact, as his strong teasing fingers undone her dainty black bra and threw it aside. His mouth immediately found her right breast, his right hand sensually massaging the other. Chichi whimpered under his touch, both of her nipples hard, goosebumps spreading across her entire body. Goku sucked, bit and licked her hardened nipple, each cry from her tasty mouth spurring him on, his lips then kissing their way over to her other breast to give it the same treatment.

Goku took her round, delicious bottom in his hands and swiftly chucked her up onto the table in front of him, knocking their glasses over, his hands forcing the top half of her body down against the cold wooden surface, Chichi's breath hitching at the connection.

"Go-ku" she almost choked on her breath as her sneaky husband lifted her skirt, pulled her lacy panties aside and stuck his tongue inside of her. Chichi's eyes crossed and her fingers clutched at her husband's wild hair as he tormented her with kisses, licks and delving his tongue inside of her. Chichi didn't even worry that juice had spilt all over the table, and was dripping off the side. Her cries grew with every lap of his tongue, the bulge encaged in his jeans becoming painfully tight as he listened to the blissful sound of his wife's voice.

He stopped tormenting her for a second, just so he could look up at her as she propped herself up on her elbows.

"Heh, you weren't kidding, you are wet" he spoke proudly.

"Stop teasing me!" she begged. Goku smiled smugly at her before diving back in for more. Chichi arched her back and threw her head back against the table, her one hand gripping the table edge, the other her husband's hair, pushing his face firmly against her. His tongue circled her clit as his one thick finger entered her warmth, slowly sliding in and out of her. Chichi could barely contain her cries as her devious husband sped up his movements, a second finger entering her heat. Her little body withered under him, his left hand pushing down on her one thigh to keep her in place as he quickly pumped his fingers and sucked her sensitive nub.

Moments later, his wife came in a shuddering wail, her husband still holding her in place as she convulsed on the table, his tongue lapping up her juices. He sat back in his chair and licked his lips, his hands unzipping his jeans and pulling his hard shaft free from his boxers. Chichi was momentarily dazed as she came down from her high, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath.

Goku watched her recover, slightly amused and completely aroused. His right hand slowly stroked his pulsing cock up and down, watching her as she propped herself back up on the table.

Chichi was going to hit him with some sort of sarcastic remark, when she noticed her husband was touching himself. She bit her lip and sat herself up fully in front of him, her eyes watching as he stroked himself.

Her husband had no shame ... he was absolutely delectable.

She decided to tease him, taking her large, full breasts in her small hands, fondling them in front of him. Goku swallowed hard as he watched her play with her breasts, her fingers pinching her erect nipples, his name coming out of her mouth in sensual moans. His cock started leaking at the tip, which Chichi eyed almost instantly, her tongue running across her top front teeth as she continued to watch him pump his shaft.

"Do you like what you see, Mr. Super Saiyan?" she questioned her husband seductively. Goku bit his lip before responding.

"Mr. Super Saiyan?" he hoarsely replied, cocking his one eyebrow at her.

"That is what you are, isn't it?" she grilled him, slowly lifting her left leg and forcefully planting her foot on his chest as if to pin him there in the chair. Goku's eyes roamed up her bare thigh and to her very wet opening, his breathing becoming ragged.

"If we're gonna go there ... I'm a Super Saiyan God now" he gloated gruffly, making his wife grin madly upon the table. She slowly let her leg fall and slid from the table, to sit on his lap once more, her clit bumping against the knuckles of his right hand as it still gripped his hard manhood.

"Super Saiyan God, huh?" she breathed into his right ear, his eyes closing, if only to control himself for a moment.

"I've never been fucked by a God before" she husked, her tongue licking his ear.

And just like that, his patience was incinerated.

There was no one, in the entire Universe, who could make him snap like that.

He released his throbbing cock and lifted his wife's hips and brutally brought her down onto him, his hard length penetrating her walls and burrowing deep inside of her. A strangled moan escaped his small wife's tasty mouth at the contact, her finger nails digging into his powerful shoulders, her eyes squeezing shut. She let out the breath she was holding in, and opened her hazed eyes to focus on her husband.

He was grinning. That cocky smile ...

He began propelling her, up and down, slowly on his swollen sex. She groaned out his name with each thrust, her breasts bouncing in front of him, her ebony hair swaying across her shoulders. He bounced her a little faster, wincing slightly as her fingers clawed at his back, leaving trails of red marks across his skin. He smiled wickedly, thrusting hard and deep, causing his wife to scream.

"Ah, Goku" she cried out, not being able to subdue her screams from his ruthless penetration.

"Isn't this what you wanted? To be fucked by a God?" he throatily questioned her. She caught her breath and smirked back, she wasn't going to be defeated that easily. She clenched her walls around him as he thrusted into her, a guttural moan spewing from his mouth. Her right arm snaked around him, between the chair and him, where she pressed her fingers on his tail stub, making him shudder.

"Chichi" he growled against the skin of her neck as she tortured him, his hips twitching at the tormenting touch of her fingers, his fingers digging into the skin of her thighs.

"Hmm" she hummed almost victoriously, "It doesn't matter how strong you are, I still get you every single time, right there, don't I?"

"Chichi" he warned in staggered breaths, his eyes closing as he tried to fight for the control she so rudely stole from him.

"What's the matter, honey?" She playfully asked him, nibbling at his ear, feeling him starting to lose himself beneath her. He chomped down on her shoulder, making Chichi groan, her fingers pressing harder on his tail stub in return.

"Super Saiyan God, hah, don't make me laugh" she whispered.

His eyes shot open and he stood up instantaneously and roughly landed his wife on the table, spreading her legs wider and wrapping his arms under her thighs to hold her in place.

"I warned you" he reminded her, slapping his hips hard against hers. Chichi howled and gripped the table.

"But you didn't listen" he reprimanded her, his eyes turning teal. Chichi held her breath at the change in her husband's eyes.

"I wanna hear you beg for me" he demanded, his hips slapping against hers harder and faster, the table grunting beneath them.

"Oh, Goku!" she called his name. He slowed his movements, his pelvis grinding against hers, the small bit of coarse hair stimulating her sensitive clit, as he leaned down to kiss and nip the creamy skin of her chest.

"Beg me" he ordered, "Beg this God to fuck you" he continued, his pelvis dancing with hers, his hands fondling her breasts.

"Oh, Goku, fuck me! Fuck me NOW PLEASE!" She begged. He leant his head against her shoulder, and whispered into her ear.

"I ought to wash your mouth out"

But, he was a man of his word.

He pounded his wife mercilessly, her screams getting louder and louder with every vicious thrust. Her hands gripped his arms as he pummeled her, with no sign of slowing down. She wanted him to slow down, if only to savor the intense build up of her orgasm, but she also wanted him to hurry up and get her there now!

It was only a mere few seconds later when it hit her. And when it hit her, it hit her hard, like a tidal wave thrashing across the rocky shore of a beach, tearing up everything in it's path.

It was beautiful, it was painful, it was euphoric.

Goku watched, completely captivated, as his wife come undone beneath him. She flailed and jerked beneath him, her walls clenching around him hard as she climaxed. He lifted her from the table, holding her like a rag doll in his arms as he bounced her on his throbbing cock for a little longer, bringing him to his own climax. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, grunting as he released all of his tension inside of her, his hips spasming against hers. She wrapped her arms around his hot neck as he continued to thrust slowly in and out of her, her fingers deftly playing with the little hairs at the back of his head.

She felt her husband cease his movements and sit back down on the chair. She let her head rest on his shoulder and felt his heart beating fast against her sweaty chest. He caught his breath and gently trailed his fingertips up and down her bare back, his chin resting on her small shoulder.

They sat in silence for a few moments, the afterglow of their love making slowly diminishing.

"I can't believe we didn't even make it to the bedroom" Chichi realised, making her husband chuckle.

"So, how was your first time with a God?" he asked her seriously. Chichi giggled against his shoulder.

"Well, you weren't actually in your God form, Goku, so how can I answer that?". Goku frowned.

"I'm still a God either way" he reminded her, "And don't you forget it" he finished, slapping her ass cheek hard with his right hand. Chichi jumped up from his lap in shock and just stared at him, a playful yet surprised look planted on her face. She noticed his teal eyes had disappeared, and his dark eyes were staring back at her. He couldn't help but laugh at her expression.

"Was that a little too rough?" he chuckled out, his hand now soothingly rubbing her butt cheek.

"I can take it" she retorted proudly.

"Hmm, that's why your my wife" he told her, pressing his lips onto hers softly, "That's why I love you" he murmured against her lips, before making the kiss again. She smiled within the kiss, her hands massaging his head as their mouths moved together gently, his hands caressing her sides.

"I love you, too, Mr. Super Saiyan"