Wishes from the Heart – Ch.31
Trista cried out as she slammed the ground. Her teeth clenched as pain shot up her back, settling between her shoulder blades. She laied there for a moment, trying to catch her breath. She slowly leaned to her side, propping herself up with an elbow, taking another breath as she rolled onto her hands and knees. She hung her head, her tail limp behind her. God! This is almost worse than what that red demon did to me! She grunted, shaking as she got to her feet. She breathed deeply again as she glanced over. Trista narrowed her eyes when the man smirked.
"That's it!" Vegeta said slowly. "Get mad."
She didn't say anything, just continued to study him as she took another huge breath. She let it out slowly, before straightening, clenching her hands into fists at her sides.
"Fight, damn it!"
"Vegeta, lay off!" Goku glared at the man. "Maybe I should do it."
Vegeta curled his lip at the saiyan, a sound of disgust passing his lips as he looked back at Trista. He studied her.
"I will not! You'll go too soft on her and then we'll have to start over with me anyways, so why not just get this over with!"
Vegeta smirked, narrowing his eyes as she clenched her fists. "Are you going to fight me now?" he demanded, frustration passing his features when she didn't say anything.
"Get your ass over here and fight!"
Trista didn't move, just glared at the man as he stalked over to her. He brought his fist back, studying her for a second before punching her across the jaw. She slammed the ground again, her body rolling for a moment before finally stopping. She took a breath, staring up at the sky as Vegeta's face came into view.
"Get up!" he snapped, "I know you got that damn power in you, so get your ass up and show it to us."
Trista didn't say anything, nor did she move. She stopped trying to convince him a while ago that she didn't know what he was talking about. Now he was beating the shit out of her. She watched as his eyes snapped, before reaching down and dragging her to her feet. He punched her in the stomach. She cried out, falling to the ground again. Vegeta brought his hand back to smack her across the face. A hand caught his wrist, the knuckles white. Goku stood beside him, his eyes shining with rage.
"I said that's enough," he said, his voice low.
Vegeta tried to jerk out of his grasp, but he didn't let go. "Let me go!" Vegeta yelled, bringing his other arm around to hit the man. Goku punched him. The prince went flying back, slamming the ground much like Trista did a minute ago. She almost laughed out loud. Goku reached down and picked her up, listening to her groan as he shot another look at the man responsible. Vegeta gritted his teeth, glaring at them. He watched, pissed, as Goku lifted Trista in his arms and took her into the house. Everyone was quiet for a moment, watching as Vegeta growled before stalking off.
"It'll serve you right if she kills you, Kakkarot!" he said before disappearing around the house.
Goku laid her down on the bed, gently moving the hair away from her face as she groaned. He wiped the blood away from her mouth, leaning over and kissing her forehead before sitting back, studying her for a moment. A muscle jumped in his cheek. Trista had a massive bruise on her jaw, one of her eyes was swollen, and her lip was busted. He was sure she had plenty more bruises underneath her clothes. He clenched his hands around the arms of the chair, listening to the chair groan under his grip for a moment before getting up, picking Trista back up and going to Bulma's lab. He didn't meet anybody on the way, and thankfully there wasn't anyone in the lab as he walked in. He laid her on the examination table, quickly going over and starting the rejuvenation tank. Goku slowly walked back to the woman, gently stripping her and pulling some black shorts and top on her. He held her in his arms for a moment, before sitting her in the tank. He attached the mask, studying her before closing the lid. He stood there, watching the gel fill, her hair swaying in the green liquid. Goku pulled a chair close to the rejuvenation tank, crossing his legs out in front of him and threading his fingers together. He waited.
Her eyes popped open. She raised a hand slowly, touching the mask on her face before focusing on the man seeming to be asleep in a chair in front of the tank. She studied Goku for a moment, before looking down at herself. She raised a hand to her face, slowly turning it as she flexed her fingers. Wow! This thing really works! I feel ten times better than normal! Trista looked down, grunting a little when she noticed the black sports top and shorts covering her. There was a small red blinking light underneath the window. It started beeping rapidly, then turned green. She heard the whooshing as the gel lowered, a moment later a gurgling sound filled the tank as the green gel disappeared. She unlatched the mask, lifting the glass door in front of her. Trista eyed the man still asleep, before stepping out. She paused in front of him, a small smile on her face. She leaned down and softly kissed him. She straightened as his eyes opened, his head shooting up. She watched in amusement as he stared at her for a moment, before standing and grabbing her in a hug.
"I should have stopped Vegeta," he whispered, his mouth on her forehead, "I'm sorry."
She squeezed his arm, kissing the underside of his jaw. She watched him move back a little, looking down at her before swooping down and capturing her lips. A hand moved to the back of her head, clenching around her hair. The kiss got more passionate, Trista groaning as she rubbed her body against him.
"Oh my God! I'm sorry!"
They jumped apart, watching Bulma quickly turn and leave the lab. Trista flushed slightly, a smirk appearing on Goku's face at the sight. He pulled her back to him, studying her face for a moment before lowering back to her mouth. He kissed her again, more gently this time. He finally broke the connection, sighing and burying his face in her neck. He breathed deeply, groaning as her scent enveloped him. Regretfully moving back, he reached behind him and grabbed some clothes. His eyes raked over the woman standing in front of him as he handed them to her. He growled as she went to lift the sports bra.
"Wait until I leave, or else I'll have to take you! Here and now!" Goku said, his voice low.
He watched her pause, looking at him with a raised brow. Goku studied her for a moment before another growl came out of him, and he reached out, jerking her flush against him. He swooped down and captured her lips once more, a hand settling on her behind and squeezing.
Trista moaned at the feel of the man holding her, her back hitting something soft as they wrapped their arms around each other. She pulled away momentarily, glancing around for a second before turning her focus to the man above her. He had moved them to her room, the sensation of the soft comforter underneath her combined with the hard planes and muscles above her had her moaning slightly. Their lips met again, sliding over one another in pent up passion, their hands roaming over each others body. She let her fingertips softly slide over Goku's arms, wrapping around his shoulders and bringing him down with her as she laid back. She felt him sink against her, the little shorts she had on doing nothing to diminish the feel of his arousal. Trista arched her neck as he moved to her throat, sliding his teeth over her skin and sending chills down her body. She buried her hands in his hair as he moved lower, not pausing as he jerked the sports bra off her, capturing one of her nipples in his mouth.
She arched off the bed, a cry coming out of her at the feel of his hot mouth over her cool skin. She shuddered, letting her hands slide down his back, moving up under his shirt to rub skin to skin. Goku's muscles jumped underneath her touch, whimpering slightly as he abandoned one peak to capture the other. Her legs spread of their own accord, letting the man settle in between them as he ravished her body. Goku suddenly lifted, shedding his shirt and swooping down to capture her lips again. She sighed as she felt his tongue slid between her lips, kissing him back with just as much passion as she lifted, grinding herself against him. Her small shorts were jerked off a moment later, and she wrapped her legs around Goku's waist, feeling him sink against her again before he shed his own pants, his legs sliding on the bed, spreading her wider for him. Trista moved her legs up, silently inviting him to take her as their lips stayed connected. She nipped his bottom lip, listening to the saiyan growl low in his throat. A small smile appeared on her face at the sound, nipping the underside of his jaw.
Goku plunged into her, taking her breath away. She gasped as he slowly withdrew, only to plunge back into her again, sending shivers of pleasure up her spine. Goku propped himself up on his hands, watching the woman beneath him as he withdrew again, sinking back into her not a moment later. He groaned softly, watching Trista's eyes flutter shut, her mouth parting as she gasped. Her face was flushed, small wisps of hair sticking to her neck as they both panted, sweat appearing on their bodies as they moved against one another, enjoying the ride as they both slowly reached their peak.
Goku couldn't take his eyes off the woman beneath him. He watched her lick her lips, his eyes going to half mass as he moved inside her, listening to her gasps and moans of pleasure. He growled as he felt her rake her nails over his arms, increasing his speed as he felt her clench around him. He bent down and captured her lips, swallowing her cries as she came. Goku groaned into her mouth as he followed her a moment later. Their panting was loud in the room, Goku staying on top of her as he rested his forehead against her shoulder. He felt her slid a hand over the side of his face, a muscle jumping slightly in his jaw as he hardened once more. A smirk appeared on his face at her soft gasp, letting his tongue slowly glide over her collar bone as he began to move, feeling her wrap her legs around his waist once more. He slid in and out of her, going a little faster with each stroke. He raised up, propping himself on his hands as he increased his thrusts, watching Trista's body move with every push of his hips, her body glistening with sweat.
He leaned down and took a peak into his mouth, slowly sucking as he felt her arch her back, pressing herself against him. He moved to the other breast, raking his teeth lightly over the nipple, feeling her shudder underneath him. His lips moved up, sliding over her skin to the underside of her jaw. He softly kissed her there, burying his face in her neck as she finally clenched around him again, listening to her cries as she came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Goku slammed into her a couple more times before reaching his own, a groan ripping from his throat as he kept his head buried in her neck. He listened to their heavy breathing for several minutes, before slowly moving off her, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her against him. He rose up, kissing her bare shoulder and pulling the covers over both of them. He looked down at the woman beside him, softly pushing the damp hair away from her face.
"Trista-"
Goku cut off as the bedroom door was suddenly thrown open, making his body jerk to attention. His eyes narrowed at the sight of his ex-wife standing there, her nose crunching up at the apparent smell of sex in the room. A muscle jumped in Goku's jaw as he slowly sat up, feeling Trista pull the covers more securely over herself. He grabbed the edge of the blanket, making sure he was covered as he glared at the woman standing a few feet from the bed. ChiChi's eyes widened at the sight of them, but quickly narrowed to slits as her gaze settled on Trista.
"So," she muttered loudly, her voice condescending. "You couldn't wait to get him into bed, could you!?"
"She's had me for awhile now," Goku stated firmly, watching the woman slowly look over at him. His eyes bore into her as they glared at each other. "And its' none of your business anyways, so get out!" he snapped, watching with disinterest as ChiChi's eyes widened at his tone, her mouth gaping. Goku snarled as she just stood there, reaching down and grabbing his boxers. He put them on under the covers, jerking off the bed and stalking to his ex. He ignored the color draining from her face and grabbed her arm, steering her out of the room and firmly closing the door on her astonished features. He locked it for good measure, running a hand down his face with a sigh as he walked back to the bed.
He watched Trista silently raise a brow, not saying a word as he divested himself of his underwear and climbed back into the bed. They stayed silent for several minutes before either spoke. Goku rested a hand on her hip, studying her for a moment before leaning down a little.
"That was not how I planned for that to go," he stated softly, watching as slight amusement entered her eyes.
"Oh," she whispered, raising a brow again. "And how did you plan for it to go?"
"Like this," Goku whispered, swooping down and capturing her lips. Their mouths worked over each other, before he pulled back, cupping her neck. He laid his forehead against hers, letting a slow breath out.
"Marry me," he said, his eyes meeting hers as they studied one another. "You're my mate," Goku stated firmly, sliding his mouth over hers as he ran a hand down her side. "You belong with me. I've known that since I first met you," he said, letting his fingertips run along her skin, feeling goosebumps rise on her flesh.
"I don't want to do this without you," he whispered, watching as a breath softly passed her lips.
"Do what?" Trista asked softly, swallowing as Goku moved back again, his face as serious as she'd ever seen it. She watched his eyes roam over her face as he lifted a hand, rubbing it down the side of her jaw.
"Living," Goku said simply, watching as tears welled up in Trista's eyes, leaking out and slowly trailing down the side of her face. He gently kissed them away, feeling her body shudder beneath him. He moved back slightly, their mouths inches apart. He waited.
A shuddered breath left her, and she softly nodded, closing her eyes. Goku captured her lips, pouring all the emotions running through him into that kiss. He moved the cover away, loving the feel of this woman's naked body against his, her skin soft to the touch as he ran a hand down her hip. He sank into her once more, wandering how he had ever lived without this woman in his life.
A/N: Sorry for the long wait! I have been at a road block with this story, and this just came to me the day before. I hope you like this chapter! It might be another long wait for the next one, so please be patient. ^_^