A/N: I've always seen Goku as simple and that leads me to believe he'd have simple beliefs about things, even if they're important. It's not that he's evil or anything but he doesn't necessarily understand all the factors in an equation. Just keep that in mind for the end of the chapter.

Warnings: Lemon, big time.

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z or anything affiliated with it.

-MalRev

The Ties That Bind

15

My family stood around me while I read a magazine on the couch. Mom shook her head and said I was getting too old to be risking being alone my entire life. Dad told me I needed to settle down and have some grandkids for them before it was too late. My siblings assured them that they wouldn't be such pathetic losers and they'd make a huge family for all of us to enjoy. I stuffed my face further into my reading and tried to ignore their disappointment. I was only 22. I had tons of time left.

An arm draped around my shoulder and I looked up to see my family was gone. Goku was sitting beside me, curiously looking at my magazine. I smiled and we kissed quickly on the lips; I didn't want to risk him getting too excited from a bit of physical contact. He pulled me closer and placed one of his big hands on my lower abdomen, rubbing it with a wide smile on his face. Before I could say anything he lowered his head to my stomach and rested his head there like he was listening for something. He sighed.

"I keep hoping someone's growing in there," Goku said.

My jaw dropped. "You… what?"

"Don't you want a baby, too? I love kids. You can stay home and play with them and not worry about anything." He nuzzled closer to me. "Now it's just a waiting game."

"We've never slept together, though. I don't know where you think babies come from."

"There's gonna be someone in the as soon as you stop resisting me. We've slept together so many nights and been close to it once. Come on, what's the harm? I have experience with kids and you care about me, right? That's what I really, really want. Kids. Don't forget it, Naomi."

The alarm went off at that moment and I woke from my dream to shut it off before it woke Goku up, too. He was facing me, still sleeping with both eyes closed and a pleasant smile on his face. For once it looked like we had two different dreams. I scratched my head and climbed out of bed to go take a morning shower that would hopefully clear my head. Hot water had that effect—I thought it had to do with the cascading motion of the shower more than the actual heat. Everything washed away.

Peter caught me on the way and yowled for breakfast so I briefly put off my shower to put some wet food down in his dish. He purred contently when it was full and watched me walk to the bathroom and shut the door. As I stripped off my pajamas I was suddenly hit full force with an intense vision and barely caught myself on the counter in time for it to take full effect.

A slew of women were around Goku, grabbing at his muscles and giggling. He was smoking a cigarette and completely ignoring me standing off to the side with my arms crossed furiously. We were older now. I was thirty and he was immortal so time didn't matter to him. When I gave him an expectant look he shooed the women away, watching as they walked off down the street and finally walked over to put his arm around my waist. He eyed a few more girls while we walked.

"You're impossible," I said. "Why are you doing this?"

"If you don't give a man what he wants he's likely to stray." Goku put out his cigarette and pulled me closer like I was his buddy. "Stop putting off sleeping with me. The longer you wait the more likely you are to lose me. Besides, we probably can't have kids, anyway. Even if we do you don't have to worry about it. I'll never leave and your family will be happy, right?"

"I'm not ready for kids," I said, "and I'm not ready to jump into bed with you."

"You have been before. What's changed since then, hm? I'm about to wake up and realize you're in the shower. If you don't want me to come in and join you, lock the door. Otherwise you're gonna have an interesting morning. See ya later, Naomi."

As soon as I was conscious I clambered to the door and twisted the lock as a precaution. If Goku tried to walk in on me naked he had to know I wouldn't be happy with that. I panted heavily and yanked open the window to let some of the heat out then jumped in the hot shower. Technically he could still use his teleportation to come in but he would get the hint if the door was locked. If not, then my dream was right. We were about to have a very interesting morning.

When I scrubbed the soap out of my hair I became aware that my connection with Goku lost a lot of strain. Soon I heard a satisfied kind of growl and I spun around to see Goku standing behind me, also stark naked and eyeing my wet body hungrily. I shrieked and tried to leave but he covered my mouth and pushed me up against the wall, making our bodies touch in interesting ways. Despite my furious glaring he didn't seem perturbed and stroked my thigh with his free hand.

"Aren't you tired of this game?" he asked. "I'm trying to be polite and give you time to decide but you're driving me a little crazy. You're lucky the soap washed away your pheromones. Those are pesky things that just make everything worse. Why don't you dry off and come back to bed?"

It was a rhetorical question that he definitely didn't want me answering. Goku easily lifted me out of the shower and turned it off then wrapped me up in one of my towels and carried me back to my room. He had released my mouth so I could speak again but I didn't know what to say. I definitely wasn't gonna turn him down but I kind of wanted to. Maybe I was just playing a game like he said. Sooner or later we were gonna wind up in bed tangled together in bed so what did it matter?

Goku took the towel away and threw it on the ground, pulling me into a passionate kiss that made me forget why the hell I was questioning anything. He pushed me back on the bed, holding my face between his hands so I had no chance of escape. His pelvis ground against mine and I wrapped my legs around his waist eagerly, making him shiver a bit and laugh. I pouted unhappily when he paused in rubbing against me to smooth my hair back from my face so he could look me in the eye.

"Relax," Goku said. "We have all day."

"I don't care. I want you now. You're the one who broke in on my shower!"

"You needed a little push in the right direction." Goku gently pressed himself closer to me until I moaned in frustration. "See? Let's enjoy this instead of rushing it."

I whined and put my hands on his biceps as leverage. "Please? Haven't you tortured me enough?"

The Saiyan raised an eyebrow and conceded to my demands, easily pushing himself inside me with a rumbling groan I had never heard from a man.

At that moment, our connection clicked.

Through the intense lust and desire I could feel Goku—not only his physical presence in my body but the flurry of thoughts that were running through his mind became privy to me, too. Everything was focused on me and nothing else as he started carefully moving inside me. He was pretty big and it stung a bit but I was more excited by how insanely close we were in all aspects. Sex had never been so satisfying. Goku breathed heavily against my neck and held a fistful of my hair to tug when he was getting too excited.

Much to my surprise, we continued like that for quite a while. After we were connected we both regained control over our lust and were able to make it last longer than I imagined. As Goku neared finishing along with me, a nagging concern sprouted in the back of my head. Should we have used a condom? I wasn't on birth control because I never really needed it. When Goku's pace quickened and he started making more audible noises I pushed against his chest.

The crazed look on his face made me regret stopping him. He was panting and staring at me with a mix of confusion and irritation. Men didn't like being stopped when they were getting close. I set my hands firmly against his muscular chest and nodded my head toward my nightstand.

"Condom?" I asked.

Goku blinked. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Don't you think you should use one? I could get pregnant."

"What is a condom and what does it do for pregnancy?" His hands clenched the sheets beside me until they started to rip and he slowly moved inside me, full of restrained impatience.

"It's a rubber thing you put over your penis so I don't get sperm in me. Thus, I can't get pregnant."

"Can they break?"

"Well, yeah, it's just rubber—"

"No point," he said. "I'm way too big for anything human men use."

It was true. My body had to do a lot of stretching and reworking to accommodate him but after a while it managed, though I doubted I'd go back to being how I was after. Prickling nervousness came over me and I stopped Goku yet again, making him growl angrily and pin down my arms at my sides. He kissed me fervently and his hands tightened around my arms as he came closer to finishing. At the last moment he bit down on the pillow beside my head and covered my mouth with his hand so my neighbors couldn't hear me screaming with a mix of pleasure and pain.

Goku's entire body went limp and he remained inside me for a few moments as our arousals ebbed away back to the ever-present bond we had. He rolled on his back and pulled me halfway on his chest, swallowing so hard I saw his Adam's apple bob. I wasn't sure how I felt. Happy, yes. Excited, yes. But a paranoid fear still clung to the back of my mind. When I sat up to go to the bathroom, Goku grabbed my shoulder and pushed me back down on the bed.

"I should probably go real quick," I said.

"No, you're fine. Lay down and sleep, Nome."

"I really need to go. Then I have to see if I can get an emergency contraceptive so you and I don't wind up with more than we can handle."

Yet again I tried to get up and Goku forced me back down, now looking aggravated. He covered my mouth once more when I began to protest and held me down firmly. I felt kind of gross and I wanted to get his… essence out of me before it could spread much further.

"I don't know what a contraceptive is but it sounds like you're saying you don't want to have any kids." Goku glared at me with stormy grey eyes. "Chi-Chi and I never used any of that and we had two perfect sons. I'm not messing with nature. If it happens, it happens. Fate brought us together and fate might give us one kid or maybe ten of them. That's just how it is."

My eyes widened in horror and I struggled furiously in his grasp. Why didn't I think of that? Of course he wasn't going to want me using something he didn't understand. Had Chi-Chi taught him that or was it due to his newfound respect for the influence of fate? I was okay with fate bringing Goku and I together but I was really not okay with it making me pregnant against my will. When tears rolled down my cheeks Goku wiped them away with his thumb and cuddled up next to me.

"I love fate," he said.