To celebrate Gochi Day and Goku Day 2023 3
Kakarot smiled, a calming breeze caressing his skin as he watched the sun setting over the Horizon, a splash of warm, dusky colours spreading across the evening sky.
The sunset signalled the end of one journey, making way for the next. He wondered what that journey might be.
Between the gentle chatter, drunken singing and laughter of his fellow team mates, the large campfire crackled, flames of orange and red sending sparks dancing into the gentle breeze. The heat of the flames kept his face toasty warm, his features relaxed, his eyes mesmerised by her.
She looked like a goddess with the way the glare of the flames bounced off of her porcelain skin, her eyes lighting up like an inferno, the fire in her eyes more comforting and providing more warmth than the large campfire itself.
He caught her laughing, and it was so perfect, so infectious, so loud above all the noise. Her smile was other worldly, curving in the most beautiful way, making his heart race.
It always made his heart race.
She always made his heart race.
It was foreign to him, unfamiliar territory. He'd only ever been interested in two things - eating and fighting. But, he couldn't explain it ... he really liked her.
It was then he realised he was smiling as he observed her talking with some of the other women. Damn, how long had he been smiling at her for? Did anyone notice? His eyes subtly peered around at the others sat around the fire, but thankfully it appeared no one had caught his lingering stare.
He licked his lips, unaware of how dry they had become as he cautiously admired her from across the fire.
He suddenly felt his brother's large fist connect with his upper arm, in a firm but playful manner, to get his attention, distracting him for a moment.
"Bro, you're trailin' behind! Keep up!" Raditz told him, shoving a bottle of opened beer towards his younger sibling. Kakarot accepted it silently, giving his brother a smile.
"Yeah, Kakarot! We're suppose to be celebrating! We won the war!" Lebo, one of his older brother's closest friends exclaimed, ruffling Kakarot's unruly hair as he sauntered past.
"Ye, I know! Who d'ya think got us that victory?" Kakarot called after him rather smugly.
"Shut up, you got that last shot through sheer luck!" Raditz threw back at him.
"Whatever, you're just bitter I won it for us. Poor big shot Raditz, he's supposed to be the strongest an' he was left eatin' his lil brother's dust" Kakarot teased.
"Fuck you" Raditz murmured, shoving his smaller brother by the shoulder, nearly pushing him off the log they were sat on. Kakarot couldn't help but chuckle.
"I'm teasin'" Kakarot told him, nudging him back, "It was a team effort" he spoke before guzzling back some of his beer. Kakarot's eyes found her again as he swallowed down the cold beer, his eyes following her as she stood from the tree stump she was perched on and walking away with two of the other women she had been talking to.
"So, which one's takin' your fancy?" his brother suddenly whispered into his left ear.
"What? No one" Kakarot quickly responded, craning his neck away from his brother and taking another swig of his beer.
"Right, so you weren't just gazin' at one of them just then, wishin' they were between your sheets"
"Raditz, shut up" Kakarot told him with a frown, shoving his brother away from him. Raditz sniggered and rested his large hand on his brother's one armor-clad shoulder.
"I'm messin' with ya. But, if I'm right, stop bein' a pussy and go talk to her already" he advised him, before ruffling his wild hair and wandering off. Kakarot frowned, attempting to tame his wild locks as he watched his brother stroll off towards a bunch of women at the main tent. Kakarot shook his head as his brother swooped straight in there, flirting with the poor, unsuspecting females. That man was such a player.
Kakarot sighed and dragged himself up before ambling over to the food table. He picked up a leg of boar meat and ripped some off with his sharp canines, munching away happily until he saw her again, but this time her eyes were on him. He audibly swallowed down the cooked carcass, both of them locked in an intense gaze.
She gave him a small, sweet smile, and he couldn't help but return the gesture. One of the women all of a sudden averted her attention to whatever she was blabbing on about, but Kakarot continued to stare. It was a few seconds later when he realised he was staring again, and he shook his head to get himself out of his trance. Damn, she made his brain completely disconnect. He even wondered for a moment, what he was doing standing there. He eyed the leg of meat in his hand and resumed munching away, until all he had left was the bone. He threw it aside and decided to hit the showers.
He'd stripped down to his spandex pants and was placing his armored vest on the bench next to his shower cubicle, allowing the water a few moments to heat up. It was a shared shower room, with around 20 shower cubicles and a few toilets down the other end. They didn't always have this luxury on their travels, but planet Orlia provided them with a lot of privilege's when they were passing through. After winning the battle a planet over a couple of days ago, they decided to travel to Orlia to have some down time and celebrate their victory, before heading home.
Two other Saiyans had just finished showering and were happily talking amongst themselves as Kakarot leant against his shower doorframe, removing his sweat bands. Kakarot was about to strip off his black pants when the girl who had been taunting him all night, come waltzing in. She held her toiletries bag to her chest, a large fluffy towel over her shoulder, her hair up in a messy bun as she quietly walked past the two male Saiyans.
"Hey, need any help washing your back? I'm real good with my hands" one of the Saiyans called out to her as she reached a shower cubicle one up from Kakarot's. She rolled her eyes and hung up her towel on the door and placed her toiletries bag on the small shelf near the shower head.
"If I actually wanted any help washing my back, I wouldn't ask you" she shot back, turning on her shower. The two men cackled and Kakarot frowned at them.
"Aw, c'mon, Chi, we're only messing. Although, I wouldn't say no if you wanted someone to keep you company in there" he told her, biting his lip suggestively. Chichi cringed at him and shook her head.
"You done?" Kakarot suddenly interrupted them, all three of them turning their attention to him.
"Woah, we're just having a laugh, man, c'mon" the one larger Saiyan responded, putting his hands up in defence. In truth, no one fucked with Kakarot or his brother, so they didn't want any problems.
"I don't see her laughin'" Kakarot returned in a clipped tone, his tail thrashing back and forth in annoyance. Both Saiyans huffed, shrugged their shoulders and left, mumbling under their breath about Kakarot's lack of sense of humour. Kakarot watched them leave before turning his head to face her.
"You ok?" he asked her. She smiled at him, fiddling with her fingers as she leant against her own doorframe.
"I can handle myself" she told him.
"I don't doubt that" he returned. He quietly viewed as she put her back to him and removed her own armored vest, setting it aside, before starting to remove her spandex pants.
"Y'know, it's impolite to watch a lady undress" she told him, in a tone that almost sounded like she was teasing him, as she slowly rolled the navy spandex down her one thigh. Kakarot run his tongue along the inside of his upper teeth before grinning and turning away.
"Yes, ma'am" he uttered with a little nod of his head as he turned away from her. He decided to strip his own pants off, his back still facing her as he chucked them over his armor.
"You've been avoidin' me" he suddenly told her, swinging his arms casually at his sides. Chichi removed the last of her underwear, keeping her back to him, her one arm coming across her chest to keep herself covered.
"Why would I be avoiding you?" she questioned him back.
"I dunno, but ya have been. Ever since I kissed ya back on Ka'an, you ain't talked to me" he reminded her. Chichi bit her lip.
"There's not really been much of a chance. We left Ka'an in separate pods and when we got here I went off with some of the girls, and you went your way with your brother" she spoke matter of factly. Kakarot nodded his head, she wasn't wrong.
"So, ya haven' been avoidin' me, then?" he pressed. Chichi paused for a moment as she lingered in the doorway of her shower cubicle.
"No, I haven't been avoiding you"
"Good" he murmured, in that low, deep voice of his which had her weak at the knees. She took a breath as she extended her free arm to feel the temperature of the shower water. It was the perfect temperature for her, so she closed her shower door on him and let herself relax under the warm, soothing shower spray. Kakarot shook his head amusedly when he heard her door close. He sighed and stepped into his own cubicle and closed the door behind him.
There was almost complete silence in the shower room, nothing could be heard but the sounds of running water. There was an unspoken tension between them, and neither of them could fully relax as they thought about the other in the cubicle next to them. Chichi lathered up her shower puff and leisurely washed her neck and chest, before soaping up her arms, trying to steer her mind anywhere but on him.
But it failed miserably as she thought back to the way he stood, perched up against his shower door, in just his spandex pants.
He looked like a fucking Greek god.
Them massive shoulders she wanted to cling to, those incredible pecs she wanted to ravage with her teeth and those chiseled abs she wanted to run her tongue down. Dear God, she felt herself growing hot at the thought.
Kakarot wondered what was going through her mind as he stood under the rain of water of his own shower cubicle, his eyes closed as he allowed the water to run over his face, in an attempt to center himself.
They'd known each other for a while, both of them soldiers of Region 5, although on separate squads. He'd been working the front line for years, she had only been doing the job a few months. When they met for the first time a few months back on a training session, he'd taken the time out to talk to her, without cat calling her, and he spent some time showing her the ropes.
After a few drinks one evening, the two spent the whole night talking about their pasts and their future aspirations. He found out that she was the daughter of the great Gyumao, Ruler of the West, who had recently passed away, so she packed up a bag of belongings and travelled thousands of miles, where she signed up with Region 5 as a combat soldier. She had always wanted to pursue a different path to her father, but he forbid it, telling her it was her duty to take over from him one day. Her father's passing crushed her, throwing her into a depression for many weeks, but his death also inspired her to go forth and achieve her dreams.
Chichi-Mao came from money, and inherited a lot from her father, but she never flaunted it or looked down on those who were less well off. She was a very independent and intelligent woman and was very much full of adventure, always wanting to learn new things and explore new places. She was the sweetest, most caring girl he had ever met (aside from his momma), but she was also extremely feisty and ridiculously stubborn. He really liked that about her. When it came to the job, she did everything by the book and always wanted to please those in command. She had never felt like she fitted in anywhere, but for the first time, she felt like she belonged.
Kakarot had a very different upbringing, coming from a poor family. The poorest parts of Planet Vegeta went through a living crisis, where many families were struggling to make ends meet and survive. His father Bardock was mostly off planet on missions, whilst his older brother Raditz was too young to be a combat soldier, so spent a great deal of time earning the family money on the side working across Planet Vegeta. Kakarot spent most of his childhood with his mother, helping her run small errands to make some money and helping with her little charity project, which she later named "Gine's Trust". Gine was well known for giving to those who were less fortunate than her, even though her family weren't well off themselves.
There had been plenty of times where there was barely any food on the table, so she'd sacrifice her share for her kids. There were times when they couldn't afford to pay bills, so they couldn't put the water on or heat up their home. Kakarot always had his brother's hand-me down clothes and had been bullied a lot by some of the more wealthier kids for having to wear his big brother's overgrown shirts and pants. Kakarot was always a very small child, smaller than most kids his age, so he did look rather silly in his brother's clothes. But, he never let it get to him. He understood his big brother needed the newer clothes so he could work and help provide for them.
Growing up was hard, his mother was ridiculed for her charity work, she was laughed at many times and told she would fail, but she kept pushing through. Their mom never gave up and was always there for them. Kakarot told Chichi that he always remembered his momma's smile, even when things were tough, and that's what got them through it. As soon as Raditz was old enough, he joined Region 5, Kakarot a few years later. Between the three of them working and Gine making money on the side through her new cooking job, they managed to make a better life for themselves.
Kakarot had never opened up to someone so easily, he felt so comfortable around Chichi, nothing he'd ever felt about a girl before. Not that he had a lot of experience with women, only a few hook-ups on his travels. But, this girl was different.
The squads, although separated at times for various reasons - off planet missions or other jobs across planet Vegeta - spent a great deal of time together through their training days and simply meeting up after a long day on the job to enjoy good food, drinks and music. There were also times where squads were sent out in groups to missions on other planets, and this was one of those occasions.
Squad, 5, 6 and 7 had been assigned a peace treaty mission on planet Ka'an. King Vegeta wanted allies against the Frieza force, but the people of Ka'an didn't trust the Saiyans, due to their dealings with the Frieza force. The leaders of the 3 squads tried to talk it through with their leader, explaining how they worked for Frieza's forces through no choice of their own, but they wanted out.
The King of Ka'an wasn't interested in any kind of partnership with the Saiyans and accused them of lies and deceit to get their gold and other treasures. One thing led to another, and this sparked a war and it was one of the toughest fights the Saiyans had to endure in a long time.
The 3 squads were always competitive, but when it came down to it, they pulled together as a team of Saiyans and won the war. Kakarot gave the final blow, his fellow comrades creating an opening for him to get through and deliver a final Kamehameha wave with every last ounce of power he had left.
It was pretty badass, if he did say so himself. He knew the failure to make peace wouldn't go down well with the Royals when they returned home, but he knew his father would be proud. He was a hard man to please and Kakarot spent his entire life trying to make him proud, trying to feel accepted. This was finally his time, he knew it.
Chichi knew of his troubles and she had been there for him over the few months they had known each other. She was one of the ones who pulled him from the wreckage after he fired off his final attack. The squads stayed that night after their victory, simply taking turns in their portable healing tank and resting before heading off to Orlia for a pit stop to celebrate. It was that very night, after Kakarot emerged from the healing tank, that Chichi had come to see him, confessing her worries for him and he silenced her with a kiss.
And, it wasn't just some ordinary peck on the lips. The kiss was intense, hands gripping and clinging to each other's bodies, tongues wrestling for dominance as he slammed her up against the chamber wall. The only thing that brought them back to reality was the sounds of their team mates knocking the main chamber door, waiting their turn to use the healing tank.
After that, they did indeed go their separate ways and hadn't seen each other since.
Until tonight.
Kakarot stepped back from the fall of the shower water and bit his lip as he remembered their heated moment back on Ka'an. Glancing down, he could see the impact of that heated moment as it grew in size. He palmed his semi hard-on, his eyes peering at the shower wall that frustratingly separated him from her.
He couldn't keep quiet any longer. He had to talk to her.
He leant up against the wall of his cubicle and took a breath.
"Hey, Chi?" He called out to her. Chichi felt her heart beat erratically in her chest at his voice and she felt herself being drawn to the wall of her own cubicle, just to be closer to him.
"Yeah?" She barely spoke above the noise of the shower.
"I know ya had a nice offer earlier, but if ya fancy some company, you're welcome to come join me. I don't hav'ta wash ya back, if ya don't want me to, we can just talk" he told her bluntly, a hint of a tease in his voice, which was oh so Kakarot, she thought.
Although, very sweet and sometimes naïve, he had a charm about him and he knew how to use that charm of his.
And oh boy, was it hitting every nerve ending like a nail on the head right about now. She remained quiet for a moment, contemplating his words, acknowledging just how cheesy they were.
"Okay" she told him, in a slightly more hardened voice than before, "But definitely no washing my back" she added with a playful grin, which she knew he couldn't see. Kakarot couldn't stop the smirk spreading across his mug at her acceptance to his proposal.
He immediately went to his shower door and opened it, quickly glancing around at the shower area to double check no one else was in the vicinity. He heard her door squeak open and their eyes met, a glint of excitement evident from both. Kakarot extended his hand out to her and she took it willingly, allowing him to swiftly pull her into the safety of his cubicle.
He locked his cubicle door behind them and turned to face her, and he noticed how her one arm modestly covered her heaving chest. He approached her, slowly, cautiously, reading her body language for any signs of letting him in.
"So, how've ya been?" He gently asked her, in his own little attempt to calm them both and break the ice as he approached her.
"Good" she voiced, her eyes darting back and forth his as his body got closer to hers, "And you?"
"Good" he murmured, his massive body towering over her small frame, suddenly making her feel nervous. And she very rarely got nervous.
She observed as he moved his body even closer to hers, and she gasped lightly as her back hit the one cold cubicle wall, barely avoiding the shelf next to her head which held his shampoo and body wash. There was no room to escape now as he cornered her, not that she really wanted to escape.
"You didn't invite me in here to talk" she stated, rather than questioned, her breathing becoming more laboured as the tip of his nose brushed against hers.
"I didn't invite you in here to wash your back" he whispered, his delicious lips all but an inch from hers, his warm breath making her own lips tingle, sending goosebumps across her arms and up the back of her neck.
Her eyes drifted shut under his hypnotic gaze, and her mind went blank when his large, powerful hands cupped her face and he pressed his lips against hers in a searing kiss. Time completely stopped as they stood there, kissing under the tranquil stream of the shower. His thumbs softly caressed her cheek bones as his mouth moved sensually with hers, her one hand clutching at his side. He noticed her hesitance and he pulled back slightly from her lips, breaking the kiss.
"Don't hide from me" he whispered against her, his right hand gently tugging on her left arm to free her breasts. His gaze dropped to her full bosom when her arm dropped to her side, before darting back up to look deeply into her eyes. He could see and feel her nervousness, but he could also smell her desire for him.
"You shouldn't be staring" she told him pointedly, a small, mischievous glint in her eye.
"An' why not?" he taunted back, looming over her and resting his large palm against the shower wall just above her head.
"It's not proper" she told him.
"You should know me by now. I don't do things by the book" he murmured against the skin of her cheek, his lips brushing across her delicate complexion, making her shiver.
"Besides, you're the one standin' in my shower. Think it's fair to say that I get to call the shots" he reminded her.
"You think i'm just going to fall prey to you? Like one of those other girls?" she questioned him.
"The only reason you're standin' in my shower, is 'cause you're not like one of those other girls"
"You think you got me all figured out" she retorted.
"No ma'am" he whispered against her lips, pressing his body against hers, "but by the end of it, ya won't be able to stop my name from rollin' off ya tongue" he rasped.
He didn't give her chance to respond. In one fleeting movement, he effortlessly lifted her from the shower floor and slammed her up against the other wall of the cubicle, letting her straddle his hips, a surprised gasp escaping her parted lips.
His huge paws found her hair, pulling it from it's messy bun, letting her wet hair cascade around her shoulders and over her breasts, his fingers combing her thick tresses over her shoulders so he could see all of her. She bit her lip as he kissed beneath her ear, before tugging her earlobe playfully with his sharp teeth, making her nipples stiffen.
She gasped, her body falling limp against the wall as he raked his teeth down her throat. She was lost to the rush of helplessness, she was a sinking ship, yielding to this powerful man before her. He kissed her again, his lips smothering hers in a heated urgency, with such an intensity it made her cling to his solid form, if only to stop the dizziness she felt from his passion-filled kiss. He parted her trembling lips with his tongue, letting it slide inside her mouth to taste her sweetness, making him groan out amidst their fervent pecks.
Her hands found his unruly hair, her finger nails raking across his scalp as their tongues intertwined, making him shiver against the warm water of the shower as it poured over his right shoulder. His burly arms snaked around her small body, between her waist and the tiled shower wall, his large hands cupping her ass cheeks and roughly kneading them in his palms as he ground his pelvis against hers, whimpers escaping the depths of her throat at the sensual movement, her thighs tightening around his solid, lean waist, her tail wrapping tightly around his flexed bicep.
His lips left hers, pressing hot open mouthed kisses along her jawline and down her neck, before biting her roughly right at the spot where her neck met her collarbone, a low, strained groan vacating her lips. He dragged his tongue along her collarbone, nipping at the top of her left breast when he reached it, before sucking her whole areola into his mouth. She arched her back against the shower wall, his salacious tongue lapping at her hardened nipple, sending wild tremors along her nerves, evoking sensations from her that she never thought were possible. This Saiyan man, this warrior, had her drowning in his arms, and she was swimming for dear life amongst the giddiness.
His whole body felt as though it was on fire as her sharp nails scratched up his muscled back, making him shudder between her breasts, his nipples hardening from the sensation. His both hands worked her voluptuous breasts as his tongue licked both nipples one after the other, his teeth nipping at the sensitive little buds before suckling them between his lips.
"Kakarot" she breathed out through a ragged breath, her fingers tangling with his wild locks, gripping him tightly and pulling him harder against her. He moaned against her one nipple, the vibration sending an electric shock to her core. He slammed his lips against hers once again, moans escaping both of them as his hands descended down her sides, before ghosting across her strong thighs. He maneuvered his hips, pressing her firmly against the wall, before his adventurous hands grasped her thighs and spread them wide.
He pulled back so he could watch her as his right hand slid between them to tease her wet opening, her head lolling back against the shower wall, her lust-filled gaze upon him through heavy eyelids. His long, thick fingers slid up and down her moist folds, her cream drizzling out, her potent scent stirring something deep inside of him, a feeling like he'd never felt before.
As her breathy moans invaded his eardrums, he felt a deep hunger building in his loins, a hunger he'd never experienced before. She cried out in the most sensual way when he slid two fingers into her slick entrance, his fingers pumping slowly as she withered against him, gripping his shoulders desperately. His heart was pounding like a jackhammer in his chest, he could feel it pulsing in his ears, his cock throbbing as it stood to full attention between their heated bodies.
He didn't realise how hungry he was. He was fucking starving. He couldn't wait any longer.
He needed her. Now.
He withdrew his dicey fingers and took hold of his pulsing cock, positioning it at her dewy entrance. Her eyes clenched shut when he entered her, a satisfied moan sifting through Kakarot's lips at the feeling of her tight heat enveloping him. Her nails dug into his taut shoulders, catching his attention as he fully sheathed himself inside of her.
"You okay?" he breathed out.
"Yes. Don't stop" Chichi ground out between her teeth. He was a very big boy, and she felt full to the brim, but that wasn't about to deter her. His smile was devilish, his heavy-lidded, hungry gaze remaining on her as he pulled out fully, before bucking his hips up to slam himself back in.
She felt like she'd lost her mind, or rather given it up willingly, as he repeatedly thrusted his hips up to meet hers, shaking her entire body, her one hand flying up to cover her mouth to try and stem her screams. She felt so hot, he felt so hot, as their sweaty bodies moved together against the once cool wall.
And it grew, the fire between their bodies, heat pouring from his body into hers, ripping through her like a burning inferno.
"Chichi" he gasped out against her lips, "You feel so good"
His mouth hungrily devoured hers once again as he steadily pumped his hips, his tongue plunging into her mouth, almost choking her, her svelte arms wrapping around his neck. He groaned into her hot mouth, her whimpers and cries for him only spurring him on to pound her harder. Her delicate hands began to travel down and over his hulking chest, whilst his hands dove into her lush, wet, raven hair, and he grabbed handfuls of it as he crushed her lips against his, his hips pumping faster.
That's when the distinct sounds of a female and 2 male voices could be heard entering the shower room. Kakarot ceased his movements and lay still against her body, their laboured breaths fanning each other's faces as they listened.
"Aw, c'mon Sala, stop being such a dick" the one male huffed out through laughter, the sound of a shower door creaking open in the background.
"You're the dick! It was your fault she run off! Absolute cock blocker!" Sala exclaimed. They could hear the female giggling at their squabble.
"Shut up, there's plenty more fish in the sea! So stop your moaning, get your ass in the shower, and let's go get fucking wasted!" the other male sung out, their female companion cheering in agreement, before the sounds of shower doors slamming shut caught their ears. Kakarot's eyes met Chichi's, and it was as if a silent question was asked of her, as to whether they should continue, which she soon answered when she squeezed her thighs against his sides, pushing herself up, unsheathing his dick slightly, and sliding back down to suck him in again.
His eyelids fluttered at the delectable feel of her tight warmth sucking him in, her actions telling him all he needed to know. He gripped her hips and planted his feet before slowly pumping his hips again, their lustful gazes never once faltering. Chichi felt so naughty, as she was pressed helplessly against the shower wall, this almost too perfect man pounding into her, giving her the best sex of her life, whilst other people were within ear shot. She had never done something so risque and it gave her a thrill, knowing there was a possibility they could get caught if they made too much noise.
His pace gradually began to quicken, their hoarse moans and silent cries becoming more frequent as they clung to each other's bodies. He slammed into her hard, making her howl, her both hands clamping over her mouth, the loud noise startling her but only turning him on even more. She glared at him through hooded eyes, knowing he did that on purpose. The playful banter between the other Saiyans could still be heard in the background, so she was sure they didn't hear her. But, she wasn't about to let that slide.
Her strong legs clenched his waist, and she dug her heels into his lower back, right at the root of his tail, pressing down hard, making him choke on his own breath, almost paralyzing him, causing him to smother his face into her chest to stifle his loud moan.
Fuck. He'd never felt anything like that before. No one had ever pressed his tail like that before during sex. His entire body trembled and his blood boiled, the fine hairs stood up on his arms and he felt a surge of uncontrollable desire to fuck her senseless take over him. He growled and gripped both of her wrists and roughly pinned them to the wall. Her eyes widened at his aggressive exertion, her heart beating so hard she thought it might jump out of her throat.
"Ya wanna play games, huh?" Kakarot whispered gruffly to her, "Then, let's play".
He snatched her by her hips, and began driving into her like a savage animal. She clenched her eyes shut hard, her mouth gaped open as she helplessly surrendered herself to him, lost and confined beneath his suffocating grasp. It hurt, it ached, it burned, but it felt so fucking good, it was intoxicating. Her own hunger grew, a demand rearing forward and escaping her quivering lips.
"More" she begged.
Oh, he gave her more.
He laid into her, hands gripping her so tightly she was going to be bruised. She strained her body against his, her thighs clamping around his mid-section like a vice, her finger nails clawing wantonly at his sweaty back, their ruffled tails intertwining. Her whimpers and cries for him grew louder, she could barely contain them as he continued into her, sucking at the raging pulse point at her throat. The sounds of flesh slapping against each other could just be heard amidst the sound of running water, her full, rounded breasts rubbing against his powerful chest, his groans for her to cum for him breaking her last resolve.
Her orgasm hit her like a hurricane, all coherent thought, all sense of reason being swept away by it's powerful waves. She saw white, her entire body trembled, her eyes rolled to the back of her head, a strangled cry escaping her lips where she completely lost control. He forced his mouth onto hers, swallowing her moans, relishing in the sounds that escaped her as he pumped his hips, clamouring for his own release.
As he hit his peak, his hips bucked almost involuntarily, her walls still clenching deliciously around him, milking him for everything he had, knocking the breath from his lungs. He buried his face into the crook of her neck, muffling his animalistic grunts as his hips jerked and spasmed, his heart rate increasing, his blood pressure hitting the roof.
He gradually eased his thrusts and rested his body against her, panting into her shoulder, his hands gently caressing her hips. Chichi's fingers lightly carded through his wild hair, relaxing him further as she slowly caught her own breath. She smiled when she felt him nuzzling her neck and then her cheek, before he pulled back slightly and softly kissed her.
The sounds of what could only be described as dying cats, could be heard from the other Saiyans in the shower cubicles, as they attempted to sing, making them both giggle quietly to each other.
"I hope the romantic atmosphere did somethin' for ya" Kakarot joked, making them both giggle again.
"So romantic" she told him as she wrapped her arms loosely around his thick neck and pressed her lips against his.
When she broke the kiss, he gave her a cheeky wink before carefully letting her slip down his body, and landing back on her feet.
"Come find me later?" She asked him, hopeful as she gazed up at him.
"Ye, I'll come find ya" he told her before kissing her sweetly once again. He reached for his towel that was hung up on the back of the door and gently wrapped it around her body to cover her, a gesture that made her swoon. He cracked open the door and peered around at the room, ensuring the coast was clear, before opening the door fully and letting her out of the cubicle.
"Go, go, go!" he told her, like a squad leader sending her off to battle. She snorted and dashed towards her shower, throwing the door open and getting inside. Once in the safety of the cubicle, she purposely slowly pulled the towel from her body, giving him a seductive smile and he bit his lip as his eyes roamed over her naked body. She suddenly threw the towel at him, making him choke on a bubble of laughter as it almost hit him in the face.
An impish smile spread across her face as she mouthed "bye" to him, a small "bye" mouthed in return from him. Both of them closed their shower doors and resumed their showers, the biggest smiles on their faces.
Chichi couldn't wait for him to come find her later.
Kakarot couldn't wait to go find her later.