*Warning - Mature content*
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Chichi sighed, her eyes closing, her body relaxing as she fully submerged herself in the outdoor tub. The evening was drawing in, the faint light of the sunset barely creeping in through the branches of the many trees in the garden. Gohan had not long gone to bed, so after cleaning up from their evening meal, Chichi decided to take a relaxing bath in the outdoor tub whilst the weather was still warm.
It was the first time she had unwound in their new, larger outdoor tub alone. Aside from her head floating above the water, her right hand stuck out from the depths of the humid tub, a wine glass at her fingertips. Chichi rarely drunk, but tonight it was needed.
She was pissed off.
She was pissed off with him.
That boisterous, stupid, annoying, Saiyan husband of hers. He was off training with Piccolo again, as he did pretty much every single night lately. He only took one day off per week for family time, the rest of the time he trained with Piccolo and Gohan, or just Piccolo. It was getting to a point where she seriously questioned his devotion to her.
Things had been rough between them when he first come home from Yardrat, probably the worst things had ever been between them. But it seemed everything was on the mend and everything was getting back on track. That was until he decided he was going to start doing late night training, completely abandoning any idea of spending time with her.
She frowned to herself. She was getting so angry thinking about him. She needed to stop and take a deep breath and drown him out. She took a huge glug of her wine and set it on the side of the tub, the edge just wide enough for it to sit nicely. She glowered, her eyes squeezing tighter shut, the thought of him ruining her relaxing soak in the tub.
"Bathing without me, huh?" she jumped at the deep voice beside her, her heart pounding something frantic in her chest. She glared up at him before lowering herself back into the water. That stupid magic appearing trick of his!
"Well, if you weren't training so late, you could have joined me already" she muttered, closing her eyes once again.
"Well, I'm here now" he announced, pulling off his blue Gi top and letting it drop to the grassy ground.
"Good for you, but I'm getting out now" she scorned, standing herself up in the tub and covering her bare breasts with her one arm as she gracefully glided through the water and went to lift her leg out of the tub.
"Woah, why are you getting out?" Goku suddenly questioned her, quickly standing directly in front of her outside of the tub, as if to block her exit.
"Because I'm finished and I want to go to bed" she snapped back at him.
"But why? I was gonna join you" he almost whined. Chichi put her left hand on his shoulder to balance herself, her right hand gripping the rim of the tub as she lifted her right leg out and onto the wooden stool perched on the ground. Goku's eyes dropped to her now exposed chest that was directly in front of him, little water droplets drizzling down her perky breasts, her rosy nipples hardening in the cool night air.
"Well, that's what you get for training late yet again" she spat at him, about to lift her other leg but her husband placed a firm hand on her right knee, his big, bulky arm in the way and stopping her from lifting her other leg.
"Don't be like this" he told her with a tight jaw.
"Don't be like what?" she dared him to answer her.
"Like this! All angry at me and being cold to me. Don't y'think you've done enough of that?"
Oh, Chichi saw red.
"Are you serious? D'you think I want to feel angry? D'you think I want to be cold towards you? Like I have nothing better to do with my time?!"
"It sure seems like it" Goku threw back. Chichi frowned even harder, if possible.
"Oh, well if that's the case, I might as well just carry on" she sneered, gripping her husband's large hand and attempting to remove it from her knee. But Goku wouldn't budge. Chichi snarled.
"Let go of my leg" she whispered dangerously.
"No, not until we talk this over"
"I don't want to talk to you" she boiled.
"Well, I want to talk to you, so for once stop being so damn stubborn and listen to what I have to say!" his voice rose, startling her slightly. It was a very rare occasion that her Goku shouted at her. It was a bit unnerving, but she was not going to back down.
"And I'm supposed to care about what you want? You couldn't care less about what I want, so how is that fair?"
"What's that s'pose to mean?" he pushed.
"Oh, I dunno, how about the fact that you're never home unless it's to eat! How about the fact that when we do have family time, you mainly spend it with Gohan and not me-"
"-Are you actually mad at me for spending time with our son?" he questioned her, slightly offended by her words. She had made a massive point of telling him that he needed to spend time with Gohan and catch up with him since he returned from Yardrat. But, now that was the wrong thing to do?
"I didn't say that" she nipped.
"You kinda did"
"You are the one who wanted us to talk! So, let me talk!" she shouted. Goku composed himself and let her finish.
"My point is you don't spend time with me! Whenever you are with me, Gohan is there too. And when he finally goes to bed, like tonight, you're off training with Piccolo again!"
"Chichi, I told you I need to be doing extra training right now. I haven't been using Super Saiyan up until now, and I need to get use to it in this gravity. I can't do that with Gohan around. I don't want to hurt him. I already did that to you!" he reminded her, the thought of knocking his wife flying through their kitchen wall and garden tree making him sick to his stomach.
"Fair, but does it have to be every night?!" she questioned him.
"It's not every night. I don't train when we have family day" he pointed out. An angry vein most certainly ballooned on the side of her head.
"So, that's ok with you? That's enough time to spend with me? One night a week? After being gone for nearly two years, that is enough for you?!" Goku caught the dejected look in her eyes, and his heart sank. He loosened his grip on her knee and sighed.
"Chichi-"
"Don't" she quietly responded, averting her sad eyes from him, "Just ... don't. I'm so tired of this. I'm so tired of arguing with you, when all I want is to spend time with you. It shouldn't be this hard, Goku".
God damn it, now he felt guilty.
"Honey, look at me" he gently told her, his coarse hand reaching for her face, his thumb and index finger making contact attempting to tilt her chin up to look at him. Chichi shrugged him off, her eyes still focusing on the ground. Goku frowned, wondering how he was going to get through to her this time. She was clearly not in the mood to listen to his words ...
Goku's eyes suddenly lit up as he conjured up an idea. He stood back from the tub and undone the sash around his waist and dropped his Gi pants, taking his underwear down with them. Chichi's eyes caught sight of his naked body and she quickly diverted her eyes again, a faint blush tainting her pale cheeks. Goku smirked. He stood back in front of her and with a mischievous smile he stared at her. His smile didn't go unnoticed by his wife, her eyes suddenly meeting his, a look of suspicion on her face.
"Goku, what are you-" she didn't get chance to finish her sentence as her husband pushed her on her forehead with his index finger, sending her crashing back into the water of the outdoor tub. She was only submerged for a few seconds, her head suddenly sprouting up from beneath the surface of the water, her hair wrapped around her face, but Goku could still make out the scowl as she coughed and spluttered.
Chichi ground her teeth. She was furious.
"You sneaky son of a-" she was silenced as more water drenched her from her husband's big stupid body jumping into the tub. Oh, she was so done with him.
Her eyes narrowed at him through the wet locks that stuck to her face. He was grinning.
The bastard was grinning.
"You're an asshole" she grumbled. She noticed to the side of her, that somehow, her glass of wine had survived the typhoon that was her husband. She grabbed it aggressively and emptied the remnants of the glass down her throat. Goku's grin remained as he bobbed around in the water, making his way over to his little irate wife. Chichi carelessly chucked the empty glass over the side of the tub, her dangerous eyes still praying on her husband as he floated right up to her.
"Go away" she hissed at him, making him chortle.
"You're so cute when you're angry" he murmured as he pulled her body against his and nuzzled the side of her face affectionately.
Chichi simply sat there frowning as her infuriating husband caressed her.
"Why are you like this?" she questioned him irritably.
"Like what?" he muttered, his voice muffled as he nuzzled into the crook of her neck.
"Like a child! I say something serious to you and you just wanna play games!" Goku pulled his head back so he could look at her, a serious look perched upon his handsome features.
"Chichi, I'm just trying to lighten the mood. I'm tired of arguing with you, too" Chichi sighed and turned her gaze from him again. Goku rolled his eyes.
"C'mon, honey" he whispered against her forehead, "I hate this" his nose nuzzled her face once again, his hands stroking her arms in slow tender movements.
"I miss your smile. I miss your kisses" he hummed against her skin, his hands unhurriedly gliding down her arms and reaching for her dainty hands, pulling them up and and out of the water and resting them on his brawny shoulders.
"I miss you touching me" he spoke so lightly, his warm breath caressing her skin, making her close her eyes. His gentle lips kissed her forehead, his hands gingerly brushing against her sides. He felt his little wife relax slightly in his embrace, making him relax in return.
"What am I going to do with you?" she whispered. Chichi could feel him smile against her forehead, his lips then peppering little kisses down the side of her face and cheek, before finally landing on her lips. He broke the small, sweet kiss and gazed into her eyes, that anger still threatening to resurface from those glistening orbs of hers.
"I dunno" he whispered, nudging her nose with his, "Just love me" he suggested, going in for another kiss.
"I want us to spend the whole weekend together as a family. No training!" His wife suddenly spilled, ceasing his movements.
"The entire weekend, huh?"
"It's just two days. You can train throughout the week, but I want the weekends just for us". Goku's eyes remained fixed on hers. Why did he get the feeling there was more?
"And?" he pressed her for more.
"And I want you home one night a week during the week. The rest of the week you can do as you please". There it was. He knew there was more.
"So, I can train all week, but one night a week is our night?" he wanted to clarify.
"Yes" she confirmed.
"And, weekends are off limits - that's family time?" Chichi nodded. Well, there wasn't really much to argue with there. It would definitely cut into his training, but he could take it up a notch to make up for it. He smiled at her and held out his hand in front of her.
"Fine, you have a deal" Chichi looked at his hand and arched an eye brow suspiciously.
"You have'ta mean it, Goku. This isn't a joke" Goku closed his fist and left his pinky finger hanging out.
"Baby promise" he gently spoke to her, a small smile etching across his wife's beautiful face. A baby promise, was their version of a pinky promise. It was a joke initially, as Goku had called it that by mistake, but it stuck with them and held more meaning than anything else. When Goku baby promised her, he meant it. Chichi linked her pinky with this, causing him to smile back at her.
"Baby promise" she said in return.
Chichi released his pinky finger and lay back against the tub, resting the back of her head against the towel that she had folded over the side as a make-shift pillow.
"You're lucky I love you, Mr." she breathed out, eyes still fixed on him. He leant down and put his weight onto her, his chest against hers, his arms delving beneath her to hold her body.
"I'm sorry" he told her, kissing the corner of her mouth, "let me make it up to you". Chichi snorted.
"Good luck with that" she almost laughed out, "I'm no pushover. It won't be easy". Oh, didn't he know it. He pulled back slightly from her and smiled.
"I like a challenge" he told her arrogantly, giving her his signature wink. Chichi gave him an unimpressed look before closing her eyes once again.
"Whatever. Like I said, good luck with that" she muttered. Goku shook his head amusedly at her before laying his body against hers again, his lips finding hers in a small, tender kiss. His lips then slowly made their way down her jaw and neck, his massive hands stroking her back up and down tenderly. His mouth found her collarbone, and he unhurriedly kissed, licked and nipped at her skin, his little wife shivering lightly under his touch, her nipples hardening to little pink pebbles.
He smirked.
Somehow, he didn't think this was going to be much of a challenge.
His seductive lips latched onto her right nipple, his left arm cradling her small body, his right hand fondling her other breast. Chichi bit her lip, his teasing tongue igniting a fire deep inside of her, a pleasurable warmth forming between her legs. His enticing tongue licked at her stiff nipple playfully before his mouth continued to suckle on her, his crafty hand twisting her other nipple and then tugging at it. Chichi quietly moaned, her hips involuntarily bucking up against his, his very large, hard organ rubbing up against her clit.
She could feel him grin against her breast as he kissed her nipple, her eyes flying open, a frown upon her face.
"Stop grinning" she faintly scolded him, "I'm still mad at you". He kissed between her cleavage before licking at her other nipple, his mischievous eyes gazing up at her.
"How mad?" he taunted her, his teeth grazing her sensitive teat.
"Very mad" she rasped, but there was a twinkle of playfulness in her eyes. It was a very brief twinkle, but it was there none the less. Goku's smile was sinister as he rose from her chest, his face barely an inch from hers.
"Turn over" he husked. Chichi's equally frisky eyes met his as she sat herself up slightly, before slowly turning over for her husband. He let her fold her arms and rest them over the side of the tub, her head turning so she could gaze at him over her shoulder.
Damn, those fucking eyes of hers ... they were bewitching.
He leant his huge, powerful body on top of hers, his chiseled chest firmly against her back as he kissed just beneath her ear, his sharp canines then nibbling at her ear lobe. His warm breath against her ear made her body shudder, his rough hands steadily skimming up the front of her smooth, porcelain body, kneading her soft skin in his palms. She whimpered as his tongue trailed down her spine, his lips leaving little butterfly kisses along the way.
Damn this man. She was so mad at him! But he had a way of bringing her to her knees. He was her absolute weakness, if not her strength.
His hands glided back down to her hips and with no effort he lifted them, her delicious, curvy bottom emerging from beneath the water. He kissed her left cheek before biting at it, making Chichi gasp. He kissed her other cheek, his left hand then abandoning her hip and abruptly slapping her across her left ass cheek hard. Chichi choked on her breath, her ass stinging from the savage slap, her head snapping around to glare at him. He leered at her.
"How mad are you now?" he purred. Chichi was about to open her mouth to give him a piece of her mind when he swiftly got to his feet, spread her ass cheeks and rammed his hard cock inside of her. The vicious intrusion completely took her breath away, all coherent thoughts dissipating, her head spinning back around, her once relaxed, folded arms now unfolded, her small hands helplessly clinging the the edge of the tub. He groaned at the feel of her, her tight, wet channel completely smothering his throbbing length, goosebumps spreading across his body, his nipples hardening.
He slowly started to pump his hips, his member smoothly sliding in and out of her, his eyes in a daze as he watched his cock disappear inside of her warmth, still fascinated even then, at how she managed to take all of him in. Chichi groaned, her head lolling over the side of the tub, her heavy eyelids fluttering with each slap of his pelvis, his large size burying deep inside of her. He had to bite his lip as she pressed her ass back against him, meeting every one of his thrusts, her sensuous movements making him want to completely ravage her. But he had to compose himself. Tonight was about her and she loved a slow burn.
The water in the tub gently sloshed about as Goku continued a slow, hard pace of loving her, his adventurous hands soothingly rubbing her back, moan after little moan fleeing from his wife's mouth.
"Oh, Goku" she breathed, his hips picking up the pace slightly, his hands back on her bottom and massaging her creamy cheeks sensually. His languid movements continued, her breath becoming short with every grind of his hips, because he knew just what to do to her. He knew what made her weak at the knees. And he just wanted to love her, to let her feel his love for her, to feel how he sank into her, to feel his rough hands upon her skin. Her scent messed with every single one of his senses, the sound of her throaty calls making his heart race.
"Harder" she demanded, arching her back and sticking her ass up higher for him. Her husband slammed his pelvis against her ass, a strangled cry escaping the depths of her throat, her eyes clenching shut.
"How's that?" he questioned her hoarsely, his hands roaming again, his body bending over her so he could reach under her to cup her breasts.
"Oh, Yeah, just like that" she groaned, his frisky, calloused hands palming her bobbing breasts, like velvet gloved in sandpaper.
Chichi gasped out a shuddering breath as he sped up his thrusts, each slap of his pelvis getting harder, her eyes almost rolling back as she took the pounding that he gave her. Her brain curled up like wilted leaves, her mouth gaping open as she repeatedly moaned, the little flutter in her honeypot turning into a spreading thrill, her entire body aching for that spine tingling release he would soon give her.
Her eyes suddenly flung open when she felt his sly fingers abandon her nipples and play with her clit.
"Oh, Goku!" she almost screamed out, her fingernails scratching at the side of the tub.
"Say it" he roughly whispered into her ear, his body leaning against hers once again, his one hand gripping her beneath her chin, his other hand still deliciously torturing her sensitive nub, "Say what you want me to do to you. I know you want to" he muttered between his teeth, his hips slamming hard against her.
"OH, GOKU! FUCK ME!" She shrieked out, her legs trembling as her peak approached. He planted his feet firmly as he stood back up, his one hand gripping her by her wet hair, the other holding her hip. He pounded her wildly, water slopping up the sides of the tub and pouring out onto the grass.
"Come for me!" he demanded gruffly, his wife's cries for him becoming frenzied.
She crumbled like sand in the blazing desert, her brain exploding, her breath hitching in her throat, her entire body trembling as she convulsed. Her husband released a low throaty growl as her walls tightened around him, his breathing becoming ragged, an electrifying sensation rocketing up through his body. The knot at the root of his cock dissolved in fire, melting, his entire body trembling, his hips twitching as he came, his eyes rolling to the back of his as he filled her to the brim with his cum.
Goku slowed his pumping hips, his heavy breathing matching hers as they both tried to catch their breath, both of them baking in the aftermath of their intense love making. Chichi slumped her body over the side of the tub, her whole body exhausted from her feral husband. Goku ceased his movements and let his softening cock slip out of her throbbing opening. He gently caressed her hips with his hands, his chest against her back once again as he peppered her with soft kisses across her one relaxed shoulder blade, a contented sigh escaping her lips.
"Are you my friend now?" he whispered to her, his nose nuzzling her neck. Chichi rolled her eyes.
"You are infuriating, Son Goku" she quietly enlightened him.
"I'm sorry" he apologised, leaving a sweet kiss on her neck.
"You are lucky I love you" she told him, her small hands reaching down to grab his, and bringing them up to wrap around her.
"You're lucky I love you too, y'know" he teased her, blowing a raspberry in the crook of her neck, making her shudder and giggle. Goku smiled against her skin, happy and relieved his little wife was okay with him again. As much as he hated it when she was angry with him, there was something about it that attracted him. His silliness and his sexual advances didn't always work, but he was sure glad it did this time.
Sometimes you just got to take the plunge.
