About Time
Goten sat on the couch and watched Bulla as she moved around the kitchen. He was actually a little nervous. Only six hours ago she was screaming at him and sending him to hell. He shifted nervously on his own couch. In his own home while a beautiful women was in kitchen. In the Kitchen with sharp objects and that could cause multiple contusions. He could still smell the burnt chicken that lurked in the trash that seeped out. He didn't dare joke about her Non cooking skills. For all he knew it was all a trap. He wouldn't dare put it past her devious genius mind. The Kitchen which ran into the living room was a mixed smell of burnt offering and roasted Turkey and the smell of plastic. That only meant one of two things. She was cooking TV dinners or burning plastic. Goten looked at her as she pretended to actually cook. Mixing already prepared mashed potatoes and stirring around hot turkey slices in a cold pan.
He had to contain himself from laughing at her. It wasn't even a good really. Evening for a human it was rather at her he could tell she was a little nervous or more uncomfortable to say. She looked more and more unhealthy in the reveling but beautiful dress that hugged her like a glove. It was Royal Blue. His favorite color of coarse she knew that. Her leg were slimmer almost the same size all the way down. She slowly took the appearance of a ill person. He never mentioned it. Only thing he did was observe.
Walking over to the couch Bulla adjusted her dress and sat down. He looked at the plate and smiled and kissed her cheek. "Thank You babe it must have took you forever". Bulla only eyed him with a sinister smile. "Shut up". She said playfully bumping him with her shoulder. Goten gave her a sweet smile and pushed her back. Then something happened that he hated so much. Awkward Silence. Most defiantly the first when it came to the two of them.
"Goten I'm sorry". Bulla said swishing the mashed potatoes around on the plate. "Huh"? He said fishing for more than just a apology. She just looked at him and smirked. She reached down and loosed the strap on her stylish designer heels and pushed them aside the couch. "I'm sorry for being an arogent lying druggy who likes a buzz". Goten smilied and wrapped a arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to him. "I happily accept your apology on one condition". he said holding up his index finger. She looked at the finger and brought it down to his lap.
"What could that be"?
"Massage my feet". He said propping his feet on top of her lap. She looked down at them and looked at him. "Better idea, how about instead giving into your foot fetish you massage my feet and I'll forget what you said". Bulla said pushing his feet on the ground. Replacing them with her feet on his thighs. Goten thought back to what he could have said to her. He had two options he could take. Option one, He forgot what he said to her and risk making her mad. Option two, He goes along with it and apologize to her.
The option without the screaming and cursing sounded good to him. Bulla just smiled to herself ask he planned out his next move. He looked up at her sympathetically at her. "I'm so sorry babe I was just so upset". Bulla had to contain her laughter. He didn't really do anything worth saying sorry for. Bulla really didn't think it would work. It was really hilarious. Hell if she wasn't going to get a free foot rub out of it. Goten started to on her feet. Bulla just laid her head back on the side of the one thought went through her head and that was his hands were magic. "Goten". Bulla said with her eyes closed. "Hmmm...".
"Do you think I'll make it". Goten stopped and looked at her. Her head was tilted and eyes closed. He stop massaging her feet and looked at her. Before he answered she stopped him. "Don't lie to me Goten because your not good at it". She said slowly tilted her head forward. "Yes". He said sitting next to her. Bulla smiled at him and rested her head on his shoulder. They just sat there. He raised her chin and kissed her softly on the lips. Bulla smiled into the kiss. This time he kissed her more confidently. Before he was more gentle and scared as if he was going to break her.
They continued to kiss as he picked her up bridal style. Not removing his lips from her own. Laying he down on the bed as she was under him. Goten looked down at her. She was too beautiful. Her hair was neatly curled and make up perfect. She wasn't perfect but she was very close to it to him. "I love you".
Bulla blushed at his comment. She NEVER blushed. Not from a guy at least. "Promise". He rolled his eyes at her and tucked his face in the nook of her neck and kissed it. He nipped at her neck making her squeal. He ran his hands through out the curly tendrils of hair. Bulla only wrapped her arms around him pulling him closer. He sat up pulling her closer to him. Propping her against the head board. Goten became more quickened with his movements with her. She actually liked it. Goten wrapped his arms around her petite waist and met the zipper on her dress. Bulla winked at him giving him approval.
Sliding the dress off of her he was as amazed as he was the first time he seen her. Bulla removed his shirt off of him and pushed him on the bed. Practically wrestling him to the ground. She pinned him. If that wasn't a turn on for anyone else. It was for a Sayian with a appetite for everything. Goten looked up at her at and raised an eyebrow. They wrestled for awhile playfully until Bulla purposely pushed him off the bed with loud. "THUMP"! Goten peered over the edge of the bed. Pulling her off by he ankle and dumping her into his lap. They laughed as he kissed her again. Pressing her against the wall he kissed her. Bulla removed his buckle and unbuttoned his pants. They heard a loud "BAM"! on the window. They both jumped and looked at the window.
They looked at each other and walked over to the window. "Ewww". Bulla said looking down at the unconscience bird laying on the ground. The pigeon was sprawled out on his balcony. "I swear that's the 5th bird this week".
"Stop using Windex". He just looked at her and shook his head. "Babe you watch to much TV". He said closing the door. "Your just going to leave it there". She said looking at him. "Yeah I'm leaving it there, would you like me to dump it over the edge to fall 23 floors down".
"Shut up". She said pushing him on the bed. She sat on top of him kissing him all over. Completely removing his pants this time. Allowing her to be more dominant wasn't so bad. She was probably 100 pounds and 5'3 but could hold her own. Feeling the desire for her growing in him he flattened her. He continued to kiss her more aggressively then before he removed her clothes that remained.
Bulla wasn't as confident with her body as before. She had almost dropped 20 pounds. She felt thin and fragile. She wasn't graced with her curves anymore. More like a board straight down all the way. It wasn't what she really wanted to flaunt that for him. In her train of thoughts Goten caressed her body. "Do you want this". He said concerned as she looked away. She gave him no answer. That was actually saying something. He knew what that meant. She was probably vulnerable. He just shook his head and wrapped his arms around her ans laid on her back. Rushing things wouldn't help it would only make him seem like a horny-asshole. It wasn't that he needed to have sex with her. It was just highly desired . "Goten". Bulla said leaning back onto his chest. "Hmm...". He said leaning against her bare back. "I'm sorry for lying to you".
He smiled and kissed her neck. An apology from any Briefs is truly an accomplishment.
Goten faced her and hosted her up by her thighs. She chuckled as he laid her down on the bed. Bulla wrapped her legs around his strong waist. Tangling his hands in her loose silky hair taking in her intoxicating scent. Bulla thought how he made her feel so much more beautiful, Than what she really did. Goten ran his hands from the small of her back anxiously. It made perfect sense to the both of them. They seemed to need each other. Goten was a complete laid back person a little naive,overall a good person. Bulla well completely highly agitated with people and overly confident in everything.
Goten could feel the desire for her. They agreed with no foreplay with a silent agreement of self pleasure. As they were about to feel there own desires. Goten noticed a light smoke coming from the kitchen. "Fucking kidding me". He said looking throwing his head in the pillow beside her. He looked at the last person who was in the kitchen last. The one person who let the Smoke Alarm go off and ruin the perfect moment. Her angelic face was graced with a naive and guilty look. Goten tried no more after the second interruption.