Chestnutfest 2022

K-18 Day

(A/N: This chapter has a content warning as it has some heavy implications but, nothing explicit).

Today was a rare moment where Krillin had a day off. Unfortunately, so far he decided to spend the day in dreamland. After coming home late the night before, the off-duty cop crashed on the sofa and hadn't moved since. While she had hoped they'd get a chance to enjoy the day together, especially since Marron was off with the boys, she couldn't exactly blame him for wanting to sleep it all off.

With everything being quiet, she figured she should probably get some work done around the house.

A typical rundown of the house would eventually lead to their bedroom closet. As 18 rummaged through piles and piles of discarded clothes, sheets and other miscellaneous junk, there laid a certain black cloth that quickly caught her eye.

"What's this doing here?" she thought aloud. "I thought we lost this thing in the move."

Picking it up, 18 examined it with an initial look of disdain. As she continued staring at it however, a smile began to form as a certain memory began to replay itself.

As she recalled the events, her smile quickly grew into a mischievous grin. "If Krillin wants to sleep, fine. I'll…lend him a hand."

[Later that evening]

Krillin lay cozily on the living room couch. He wasn't exactly new to all-nighters on the force but something about this night just took it all out of him. He hoped 18 wouldn't be too mad he couldn't greet her and Marron when he returned, but that'd have to come later.

Unbeknownst to the snoring policeman, the shadow of a sharp-eyed blonde woman fell over his unconscious form.

With a giddy grin, 18 poked her husband's sleeping face. "Oh Krillin, time to wake up~."

Her prodding went mostly ignored as Krillin twisted away from her. The second attempt yielded similar results as he turned back in her direction. Third time was the charm as an annoyed 18 subtly shoved him out of the bed.

In his scramble to ascertain his surroundings, Krillin vapidly looked back and forth.

"Who-!? Wha-!? Where-!?"

"Glad you're finally awake honey."

"Eighteen, what are you-!?" Krillin turned to face his wife and his face turned violet. A teasing 18 was clad in a very familiar, black, one-piece lingerie set, adorned with pink frills around the edges. Krillin recognized it from the time Roshi tricked Launch into wearing, but also from another time.

"Eighteen. Where did you get that?"

Eighteen's expression went from excited and taunting to deadpan confusion. That was not the kind of reaction she'd expected or hoped for. Regardless, she answered him.

"I was just tidying up and found this tucked away in the closet."

"Okay…why are you wearing it?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Eighteen snapped, crossing her arms.

"I'm…just lost…for a number of reasons. For starters, I thought I got rid of that thing years ago! Secondly, I thought you hated wearing it!" Krillin exclaimed.

"I did, but you enjoyed it last time if I recall. Since I found it I thought I'd…" Eighteen paused as the rest of Krillin's statement finally registered. "Wait, what do you mean you thought you got rid of it?"

"Exactly that," Krillin replied.

"Don't you remember what happened the night I finally convinced you to wear it for the first time?"

[Many years ago]

After dating for three years and being married one, tonight was the night of Krillin and Android 18's anniversary and the two wanted to cut completely loose tonight. Krillin had jumped through many a hoop to keep Roshi out of Kame House for the night at least, even going so far as to call in a favor or two from Bulma. Anything to ensue they wouldn't be disturbed.

Krillin could still recall the event that was their wedding night, and it'd be something he'd kill to relive. Famous last words as after all the preparations were set, 18 appeared, with her own contribution to the night's festivities.

She appeared before Krillin in the exact same black lingerie that Roshi had tricked Launch (and Goku and himself) into wearing all those years ago. Roshi had offered it to him as partly a joke and partly a wedding gift, and Krillin decided to suggest she try wearing it on that night. As expected, she shot it down nigh immediately, though Krillin would bring it up on occasion every now and then.

Eighteen of course refused each and every request and for the longest time, that was that, until today. Not only was 18 wearing it, she wasted no time in initiating a fun-filled night for the two of them. There was the caveat that this was a one time thing, and 18 made SURE to make that fact clear. As one would expect, Krillin was more than willing to reciprocate his wife's enticing invitation, but everything changed after the first hour.

The night rolled along and Krillin had long since hit his limit, 18 on the other hand, continued to tango with her lover despite his protests. She said, "You wanted me to wear this so badly right? Well, I'm going to make sure you get your fill of this thing while you can!"

Krillin's pleasurable night quickly turned into yet another fatal experience for him as by the time 18 finally decided she'd take a break, the diminutive fighter was practically a husk. Before losing consciousness, Krillin made the mental decision never to mention that outfit again.

[]

Krillin finally finished recounting the time and said, "After you showed me what your infinite stamina is capable of, I decided never to poke that hornet's nest a second time."

A bashful 18 glanced away from Krillin as the events replayed in full. She remembered having fun that night, but looking back, she did put Krillin through the ringer, didn't she?

"Oh yeah…I remember that now," she giggled.

Krillin wore a deadpan expression. "Uh-huh."

"Seriously though, how did that get in our closet? I made sure to leave it at Kame House when we were getting set to move out."

"The old man probably thought your leaving it there was a mistake and tried to do a 'good deed'," guessed 18.

"Makes sense but man…." Slumping back onto the couch, he continued. "Look, I'm sorry to ruin your surprise because I honestly do love how you look in that thing but I just…can't relive that again."

Eighteen crossed her arms with a sigh. "No its fine. You know how much I hated wearing this thing. I brought this on myself."

Krillin turned back to 18 and continued gawking at her. Like he said, he still very much enjoyed how she filled out the suit. With how form fitting it was, it really accentuated her figure then again, if she didn't want to wear it that badly…Krillin had the perfect solution.

"If you want, I'll be more than happy to help you get that suit off," Krillin wriggled his eyebrows.

Eighteen looked momentarily confused since Krillin all but refused her previous advance, but he quickly clarified it for her.

"I said I didn't wanna relive that night, I didn't say I wasn't down to spice up this one."

"You know its still daytime."

"You know what I meant," Krillin snapped.

Eighteen snickered back. "Yeah, but now that I think about it, you haven't even showered yet have you? If anyone needs to get out of their clothes, it's you."

Krillin's expression perked up intensely. "You do have a point there."

The pair shared a look before 18 headed for the staircase. With a teasing smirk, she motioned for Krillin to follow. "Come on. I've been at it all day, but I think its time to clean up that elusive last spot."

"Yes ma'am!" With new invigoration, Krillin took off after 18 just as the sound of rushing water filled the house. They had time to themselves, best to make the most of it.