Wishes from the Heart – Chapter 12
There was a knock on her door hours later. She sighed into her pillow, her body not moving from the position she's been in since this morning. Trista stayed on her stomach, one arm hanging off the side of the bed, as she glared at the window. She didn't say anything. Someone knocked again.
"Trista, honey. It's Bulma."
Silence.
"Your sister's hear. She said she needs to talk to you."
She narrowed her eyes, and kept quiet.
She heard Bulma sigh, then footsteps walking away from the door. She closed her eyes in relief, wishing that she was back in her own world. Too many freaky things around here. Her sister showing up being the biggest surprise of all. Trista studied the play of light on the floor, wandering what fate had in store for her next.
She felt the bed sink. Trista's eyes popped open. It was dark in her room. Apparently she had fallen asleep. She saw a figure lean over her. Trista sucked in a breath, getting ready to scream. Someone layed a hand over her mouth.
"Don't."
She immediately felt anger boil in her chest. What the hell was he doing in my room!?
"Goku! What are doing in my room?"
Did he use his transportation thingy!?
"Checking on you."
Trista's eyes narrowed. "I'm a grown woman. Well...except for..Oh who cares. Get out of my room!"
"What were you going to say?"
She felt her cheeks burn in the dark, glad he couldn't see. Or could he!? He can do some freaky shit! Why not be able to see in the dark? It would be just my luck!
"None of your business!"
He moved, and she saw his face come within inches of her own. She felt his legs move on both sides of her. The bed dipped a little as he laid his palms on either side of her head. She gulped. Oh God!
"What...what are you doing?"
Goku didn't answer, just continued to study her, his gaze intense. She felt nervousness creep through her. She could feel the heat radiating off him. He's like a damn furnace! She stared at him, wide eyed. He dipped his head towards her. She squeaked. Expecting him to kiss her, she closed her eyes. They popped open a moment later, when she felt him nuzzle her neck. What the hell is he doing!? I'm not a damn dog! Trista shivered when she felt his lips touch her skin, his breath sending little tingles down her body.
"Goku?" she whispered, her voice a little shaky. "What are you-"
"Do you know you smell different?" he whispered, cutting her off. Oh, No! He's gone certifiably nuts!
"What are you talking about?" Trista asked slowly, a little afraid of the answer. He didn't lift his head from her neck. She felt his lips move against her skin.
"You smell different. From everyone." Goku whispered. Trista felt a little dizzy. She gulped, trying to catch her breath. She did NOT wanna know what that meant. She jerked a little at the sound of his voice.
"You smell...good." He whispered. Goku licked her neck. She gasped, clenching her hands in the comforter.
"It's been driving me nuts ever since you got here!" He nipped her shoulder, lowering the bottom half of his body against hers. Her breathing became erratic.
"Go..Goku?"
He finally lifted his head. Trista stared up at him, nervousness and excitement going through her at the same time. She wasn't sure how to feel.
"I want you."
She gulped. "I... I think you've made that clear." A nervous laugh escaped her. Her hand rested on one bulging bicep. She felt a thrill go through her as the muscle moved underneath her hand.
"Goku, I..."
He kissed her, grinding his lips onto hers as he pressed his lower half against her. She whimpered, lowering her head, breaking the kiss.
He studied her for a moment. "What?"
His chest touched hers every few seconds, his breathing labored.
"I think we need to stop."
Silence.
She heard a breath hiss through clenched teeth. The hand wrapped in her hair tightened for a moment.
"Why?" he demanded, his dark gaze focusing on her face, his eyes shining.
She was silent for a moment. "Because I asked you to," Trista whispered.
She felt his body tense, then he cursed, rolling off her onto the bed. They laid in silence for a few minutes. She could hear his breathing in the dark.
"You're trying my patience, you know."
"Didn't know you had any left!" she shot back, listening as he softly chuckled. She felt him snake an arm underneath her, curling it around her and pulling her towards him.
"Goku!"
"Be quiet. I'll respect your wishes," he whispered, settling her against him, her head coming to rest on his shoulder, his arm like a steel band around her waist. It was...comforting.
"For now." she heard him whisper before she drifted off to sleep.