I’m always so excited for your Halloween event! (And anything you write too 💚)
Can I request my boi Gohan. I love our dorky nerd having a mean dark side. 🥰 If I could get anything either dubcon or cnc with him? Any type of setting is good with me; walking home in the dark, meeting at a bar, or a good old meet up with the Ox Prince 😂
(Off question, which I might have asked you before but memory is terrible, but do you think you’ll write Granolah at any point? 🤔)
〖 OX PRINCE GOHAN X READER 〗
✦✦Content: M/18+. MINORS DNI. au. established relationship. public sex. rough sex. breeding. overstimulation. referenced squirting.
✦✦Warning: implied dubcon/cnc. light impact play.
✦✦A/N: I still haven't read the other arcs in the manga to fully absorb and muse over Granolah's character, so it depends on how soon I do that and if he strikes interest to me. I swear I only go through the manga to look at Broly 😭 but we'll see!
It seemed like nothing could break through to Gohan in the heat of this moment, his blood pumping and the sound of his own pulse in his ears smothering out any remaining wariness for your surroundings. He’s past the point of indulging a distraction like a creeping up voice or the floor creaking under approaching footsteps. You’re right here, sobbing under the growing intensity of his body pounding against yours and lacking all the flash and fight you started with. You’re perfectly broken down, now malleable for whatever he wanted you to be. He pulled you flush against his hips, allowing you to keep his cock warm for the moment as he removed the fogged glasses from his eyes to get a better look at you. The Ox Prince admires his handiwork with a tasteful lick of his lips and a languid drag of your body along his length, taking in the mess of his cum and yours glossing up your connection.
You trembled inconsolably from the aftershocks of orgasms and squirts you couldn’t control, let alone recover from. A pitiful whine leaves your lips and your knees buckle a little when he pulls you back to fully sheath himself again making him snicker proudly.
Regardless of how much you shake and sob, you aren’t fixing your mouth to say that word. The only thing to make it all stop. Or, perhaps, you can’t. Nothing but hoarse, shaky croaks on your breath, and a fog in your mind holding you back from the relief you desperately need. Even so, he gave it to you to use as a mercy.
Gohan inviting himself to slap your ass in quick succession just to feel you clamp around his cock reminds you of your shared addiction to the high, which really keeps your safe word sitting in the back of your throat. It doesn’t matter where you are, he’s going to fuck you. You protest and he does it harder, longer. Drawing it out and goading you with those deep strokes against your spot to draw attention knowing you’ll try your best to keep from embarrassing yourself. With that shame stirring back into your mind you find your words again, miraculously letting out pleas for him to end it already, for your sake. You can’t take another build-up anymore than you can keep yourself quiet enough to avoid attention.
But your begging is all hollow bullshit if you’re not going to say it. Admitting you’re afraid to be caught like this or what Gohan would do in the situation should his temper get the best of him doesn’t stop him. You’re his woman, he’ll have you whenever and wherever he wants and he’s never led you to believe otherwise since you’ve gotten this far in your relationship. Filling you up and watching you shamble around afterward to keep it all in is the mark of a fulfilling fuck.
Gohan takes your leg and turns you onto your back from your position on your knees, your cunt wet and stretched to his size enough that he could do it without pulling out of you. He’s not even giving your pathetic words the time of day.
He doesn’t waste any of his attention on keeping your hands restrained when you start to push against the roll of his hips, growing into a desperate fuss when his pace finds the angle to make you squeal. It’s downright cathartic to feel the way you claw at his skin, the impact of your palm nudging at his unwavering form raising an uncanny smile on his face. His ki surged with excitement in the form of electricity around his body. Heating him more than before as red flashes in his irises.
Dating Gohan as a genius supermodel would include...
...the relationship being a secret from the world - you didn’t want people messing with your personal life, and you knew Gohan didn’t enjoy being in the spotlight.
...you probably coming from Bulma’s side of the gang, possibly a friend of the family, but after accidentally showing up at Capsule Corp when the rowdy bunch were having a party, you quickly became more than that.
...you immediately being interested in the goofy saiyan, but it taking him a long time to really warm up to you. Though, you never tried to hide how you were trying to make him your friend. It was clear only the direct approach would work.
...you first being sure his bashfulness was one of those frustrating “must act differently around celebrities” things, but you quickly noticed he was just awkward with any stranger. You found him curiously adorkable.
...most of your time together being spent at his home, because there was no risk of you being recognized by fans and of them ruining the peaceful atmosphere.
...Gohan having thought that you were beautiful since he spotted you at the party, but it was only after your first visit to his home - honestly, you pretty much invited yourself - and it was only after you suddenly started gushing about some of the books in his library, that his eyes started following you.
- and after spotting his blatant shock, you were sure to use your smarts to open future conversations, grinning with victory every time it allowed him to relax as he begun gushing about the topic. You quickly became closer after that.
...Chichi not being a big fan of you at first, thinking “celebrities like you were always a bad influence,” but after seeing you help Gohan as a study partner once, she immediately changed her tune. Not to mention that you never allowed her to openly judge you without defending yourself - it made you remind her of her younger self.
..him never really relaxing around you, though; whenever you’d take his hand or lean to close, he’d turn into a red and stuttering mess. Not that you’d do it on purpose to see his reaction, of course...
...him always inviting you over for a celebration when you’d be hired for a modeling job, even when you were hired for one just a few days prior. No doubt, a very small part of him did it for the food, but seeing him so excited for you always warmed your heart.
...it being a few weeks into your relationship that he’s developed a terrible habit of buying an addition of each magazine you appear in, though.
...there always being some insecurity on his side about why you’d be dating him instead of one of the thousands of other partners in your “league” to choose from, but you don’t hesitate to point out that he could probably be dating a scientist that has more time for him, too. And then when you overcome the initial shock of finding out about his lineage, you are quick to start asking why you WOULDN’T want to date a super alien.
...you still helping him with his work after he becomes a scholar, and him also happily teaching you some of the new things he’s learned. Honestly, whenever you spend time together, it feels like you’re in your own little world.
...you really not knowing anything about fighting at all, but always cheering Gohan on in battle. And when the team would be battling some super villain, you and Bulma just so happen to hold a free event far away to make sure the area won’t be populated.
May I please request wedding day (and possibly wedding night) hcs with the Saiyans?
Let’s do Bardock, Goku, and Gohan.
WEDDING DAY HEADCANONS
☆☆ Content: ( au, female reader, wedding day / night headcanons, fluff )
☆☆ Warning: ( implied marital sex )
☆☆ A/N: Went with FoG!Bardock for this one! And an au version of that since it's an earth-style wedding
GOKU —
Knowing what to expect after all the planning and rehearsal dinner, he has no worries and is looking forward to today
Goku most likely visited his grandfather’s old home/shrine early in the morning or even to watch the sunrise as he “spoke” to his grandfather about how excited he was for today, hoping to make him proud going into this stage in his life.
His best man Krillin, along with his other friends, are somewhat babysitting him to make sure he doesn’t ruin his suit trying to help out where he really shouldn’t.
He wants to help make sure everything is in place for the way you all practiced it, but he does sorta want an excuse to take off his suit jacket and tie for a bit. It was tailor-made specifically to account for his muscles, but he still fidgets in the fabric.
His friends and some of yours are filling him with all sorts of marital advice for your future life together. Goku’s not sure how to keep it all in his head as fast as it’s coming at him. It’s appreciated, just too much all at once. But keeping you safe and happy is his priority.
He stood at the altar pretty stiffly when it started, trying to look his best. When you finally come down the aisle and he sees you, his demeanor relaxes entirely. His bright beam toward you is visually no different than his usual big smile. But meeting his eyes as you approach and are given away to him, you can feel it in your heart that his is racing at the moment. Goku can’t seem to stop grinning looking at you, being in your presence. He wasn’t prepared for how breathtaking your beauty was going to be when you appeared in your dress and adornments.
It’s definitely captured on video and in your pictures how he missed his cue to start speaking his vows because he couldn’t stop staring at you.
You repeat the traditional vows to each other and then finish the ceremony with a warm, loving kiss and (if you decided to include it) a traditional custom of your heritage as well.
Night
Keeping it traditional, Goku carries you over the threshold into your honeymoon suite or your now-shared home.
The next thing he does is remove his shoes, his tie and his suit jacket removed long after the food was served at the reception. He couldn’t wait to get out of his formal clothes.
The excitement for the day might not have worn off, but your body sure felt exhausted from it all. With help, you switched to a more comfortable pair of shoes at some point during the reception, but due to your dress had issues reaching your feet to get them off.
When Goku noticed he knelt down in front of you and carefully held your leg up to help you out of your shoes. He was very careful loosening the straps and removed them, but his touch lingered on your leg.
He reminds you again how beautiful you looked today and kisses your shin up to the top of your knee in appreciation for your love and beauty, and that you pledged to share with him. He vowed to honor that and do what he can to take care of you until the day he leaves this world.
It was when the innocent act of helping you out of your wedding dress did his touch become more frequent and slow on your exposed skin, leading you to consummate your first night as husband and wife.
GOHAN —
He’s been excited about today since he asked you to marry him, or maybe when you both grew comfortable after moving in together. But now he’s just as nervous and keeps pacing around to triple-check that everything is as it should be.
Gohan’s been with you through every step of preparing for your wedding like a true teammate. Except for your bachelorette party if you had one. Hell, he completely overlooked his own bachelor party not wanting a single thing out of place for the big day.
Since it was her firstborn’s wedding, Chi Chi was also very present and helpful. It brought you and her closer, though most of her advice was a little too orthodox for the life you and Gohan planned together.
Regardless of his age, Goten was Gohan’s original choice for his best man but the responsibility of it was just not what his mother would allow for him to take up. His little brother was still present and supporting Gohan as his best man through every step except for the bachelor party, however.
The groom’s section for the seating arrangements consists mostly of Gohan’s parents, his grandfather, and their friends, but also Gohan’s friends from school and Earth’s own guardian, Dende. If Piccolo wasn’t defaulted to be the Best Man, then he’s definitely in the section as well or is a groomsman with Goten.
There was no doubt Gohan was thrilled to officially become your husband, but the wedding was also important to him because it was the first time in years his entire family was together. He’s filled with so many happy emotions about his own father being here to witness him become a husband as well. His family grows with you being added to it, and eventually (if you both agree on it) he’ll have his own family and he can’t wait for that.
Seeing you come down the aisle left Gohan fighting through his emotions to try and keep himself presentable.
You were a beautiful vision unlike he’s ever seen before, and by some luck, you’re offering to share all that you are with him for the rest of your life. And you accepted everything he was. His glasses smudge trying to hold back his tears and clean his face before you were given away to him.
Gohan knew he’d be too nervous to exchange his own vows out loud to you, so you both wrote them in letters and read each other’s out loud instead. Instilling everyone around you with emotional tears and romance. Except Vegeta and Piccolo.
Your own traditional wedding customs are included as well.
Night
Even when you're alone, you and Gohan share another slow dance with each other as husband and wife. Driven by your official love song that currently only played in your minds, but rang clear in your hums and the warmth of his arms. Maybe you’re holding each other up at this point as well, neither of you is exactly sober or filled with the same high energy you started today with, but pulling apart now feels impossible.
He eventually helps you to the bed where you could finally get off your feet. You sat in front of him and pressed your forehead into his abs behind his shirt, your arms around him waist. Cherishing the highlights of your day with him, the pure expression of his love for you, and this amazing body you get to have forever.
It’s not like the two of you exactly waited for your wedding night to explore each other’s bodies for the first time. But Gohan was very particular about taking his time with you. As if being married now made it your first time all over again.
BARDOCK ( FoG ) —
Your wedding with Bardock isn’t particularly a large one, mostly due to the fact the guest list consists of mostly your friends and family. Marriage by human customs isn't that different from saiyans: a little ceremony, plenty of food, and congratulations from those that attend. You agreed to be his wife and now he’s making good on his word to honor your devotion.
The majority of the planning is handled by you simply because of the more notable differences. And Bardock expected to at least be married to you the very next day after you accepted his proposal.
He’s slightly embarrassed by the attire on the day of the wedding. But any stiff or formal clothing usually made him uncomfortable. Bardock likes to be able to move freely and he can’t really do that the way he wants in a tailored suit.
Bardock won’t wear his red bandana on his head for the wedding. He made the decision himself and wore it around his left arm instead, similar to Tora.
While getting ready, he is comforted by imagining the business his friends would give him seeing him dressed like this, and poke fun at how a “dog” like him could end up with a human like you.
That being said, if he has his red bandana then that means none of his teammates or anyone from his past are at the wedding. But he keeps their memory and his oath alive by keeping the bandana on his person.
Being able to keep moving forward and commit himself to another living being, to love and be vulnerable with you, reminds him that he is capable of living a life outside of the obsolete way he was conditioned to be. He still wants his revenge, but he finally sees a future beyond that for you and him.
There is one person from his past that is able to be there. Bardock’s youngest does show up to the wedding, however, they get mistaken for each other a lot. The benefit of aging slower than humans makes them look like they could be twins. It happened enough that Bardock is almost replaced by him at the altar when the wedding begins. And he does make a fuss about it.
Not that he has to fight anyone to marry you, but he’ll find a reason to get his hands dirty if he feels disrespected. Since he promised you not to, he’s gonna glare and growl at people he doesn’t want in his face or keep mistaking his son for him. As if the scar on his cheek and tail didn’t make it clear who was who. Bardock then wears his bandana on the outside of his suit to help him stand out.
The natural harsh look on his face lightens when you finally come down the aisle toward him and he seems entranced by the sight of you. It’s very much the woman he is entrusting his heart to, but somehow you look different to him. As if you yourself were from a different world and you had revealed your true, superb self to him for the first time. You can see his tail slowly slip from around his waist as he stares at you approaching him.
Similar to Goku, you exchange traditional vows and complete the wedding custom of your heritage to complete the ceremony itself.
When you share your first dance as husband and wife, Bardock does seem more stiff than usual with everyone waiting to watch him dance with you. But you’ve practiced with him leading up to this moment and he just keeps his eyes on you as you go.
The sense of community and praise celebrating the two of you left him in higher spirits for the rest of the reception.
Night
Bardock may be a bit on the reserved side of showing his affection for you in front of others, but he’s not shy about claiming you as his. Especially now that, by human customs, you’re married. You belong to each other.
Once you were alone again, very few words were exchanged between you. You spoke to each other through your kisses and touch. The way you helped him out of his suit and fondly stroke the arm that hugged you close to his bare skin. You don't think you have ever seen his gaze so soft for you.
He helped you loosen your dress, but he didn't wait for you to slip out of it before he claimed you for the night as his cherished wife
You remember the chilling air from the a/c against your legs and arms, your chin resting in your hand, trying to keep your mind running to focus. The last yawn inevitably pushed you over, the thud of your phone falling loose from your other hand just a distant sound in your ears. Try as you might, you couldn’t stop yourself from falling asleep while watching a movie on tv. Out like a light before the plot could carry you to the end.
When you break from your dreams and wake up, the first thing to cross your mind is how you knew you missed the movie. The entire living room quiet and dim, the tv waiting for your next action. Although, you don’t remember feeling this warm before you passed out. A gentle movement lifts from your back and you hear the small flap of paper. A page turning in a book and the warm weight returning to your back.
That’s when you finally opened your eyes. Ah, so much made clear by such a subtle noise and a blanket tucked over your shoulders. In trying to stay awake, you completely forgot you were sharing the couch with Gohan. An attempt to try and spend some more quality time these days with your two different careers keeping you too preoccupied for more than good morning and good night.
Sometimes it’s the other way around though, you tuck him in when he falls asleep during the movie but you much prefer it this way. It’s not just a blanket around you and your phone or laptop charging on the side table waiting for you. It’s waking up with your head on his chest and how you were tucked comfortably against him, somewhat tucked under the arm that wraps around your back. Cozy and secure and loved. A weaker you would easily fall back to sleep without moving an inch.
You tilt your head and lift your eyes, watching Gohan as he holds a book out over you to read. You notice the little scribbles made on small sticky notes in the margin and figure he was absorbed in his element while cuddling you. Too focused to notice your conscious stirs and watching eyes, or at least you thought so. Gohan’s hand lifts from your back to turn the page again, now resting on top of your head. His thumb buried through your hair to your scalp with the tenderest scratch making you smile up at him. A little acknowledgment for your shared sentiments for each other without completely breaking away from his notes.
Until he feels the tiny pressure through his shirt, a tender kiss to his chest. A pause, and then a trail of kisses crawling up the low collar of his shirt and coming into contact with warm skin.
“H-Hey!” His halfhearted protest follows a flinch when you kiss his neck, making you giggle before placing another. You ambush him with more, up to his chin and back down to his collarbone, the shivers of his arousal escaping on his breath. His hand on your head holds you with such conflict, wanting to keep working and pull you away but holding you closer, almost guiding your lips across his flushing skin. The kisses always win.
☆☆ Content: ( au, technically cambion!gohan since im implying he's half human, black reader, mild corruption, implied virginity loss )
☆☆Warning: ( M / 18+. MINORS DNI. explicit language. mild dubcon. )
What happens when an incubus lays with a person for the first time? How natural should it feel to him, how prepared should he be for it? Should he have said I love you first? Question upon question whispered from the little conscious voice in his mind while the rest of him fell into temptation. Being half-human gives life to that wariness, but he can’t fight the nature of his true self.
His heart is all out of rhythm, its harsh sound drowning out the little voice with flaring instances of pleasure coursing through his body. The world around him narrowed and all he could detect was the short, rough pants falling out of your mouth reminding him how present he was in a moment that felt like a dream.
The essence of your being is so acute to his senses it enslaves him when it should be the other way around. You seem so fragile by how undone you’ve become under the weight of your own desire. The cambion grieves for the person you are supposed to be, perhaps no longer can be when you’ve succumbed to his clumsy devilry. It’s his fault you are like this, hot in your face and wet between your legs. You straddled him so strongly and rode his lap with your hands on his chest when you were fully overtaken by his demonic influence. Knowing this gives him confidence however, a sensation he feared to fall into himself, suddenly swayed by your heat and friction enough to finally grab you by your winding waist after you were riding him for a while. He held you closer and you found his cock knocking deeper inside you. He was acclimated to your depraved high, overwhelmed by your unyielding momentum. He couldn’t help it when he finally came and a rush of heat made you tremble around him in response.
Finally wavering with a deep sound leaving your throat, but not stopping, only edged to your own orgasm that your body so desperately rocked for.
The fact you didn’t trust him to begin with didn’t help the situation at all. The moment you saw through his glamor you called him out for what he is. As it stands, in what conscious part of you still remained, he had tricked you like the demon he was. He pretended to be some fumbling human, hiding among the other townsfolk just to manipulate you into this. Not that you could have known the truth that he was just as clumsy with his abilities as he appeared. Being born of a human and a devil of lust gave him more trouble than he needed in a world like this.
The humans he was raised around are easier to “manipulate” with his bright, pure visage and white lies, hiding his nature behind his manners to get him by in his adult years. But his demonic aura acted as if weaved by a spider, sensitive threads keen to anything close enough to trap in its wake, whether he wanted to or not. An inherent fixation on the way they smelled, the way light reflected their eyes or the subtle shifts in the sound of their heart working in their chest. It only took him a second and he could read the desires in their soul like a book. But he could also, indirectly, draw inklings of an attraction to the surface out of others. Amplifying it to ease the demon’s “hunt”, as pacified prey is always easier to feed on for any incubus. You were no exception.
Even if he held nothing more than an acquainted or platonic intention, he can’t help it. He would normally flee to avoid embarrassing himself or another. As far as demon longevity goes, he is young enough to still desire being liked and accepted, even as just a mortal by those around him. However, a lack of control has always been his weakness, and a kind gesture his complete downfall. As much as he tried to restrain himself from his stronger nature, he couldn’t outrun himself forever. The way you of all people were magnetized to him certainly proved that.
As much as he doesn’t want you to jeopardize your life, Gohan finds himself invigorated by your encounter. After expending his seed and watching you keep going inspite of it, he wanted more. His hands molded to your brown round ass and quickened your pace, pulling you back and forth as his own hips moved in tow. Every plea for more pulsed more of that invasive power throughout your body, every sensitive nerve between your legs aching for another release. And he can sense it, the “threads” vibrating around him tells you want to cum so bad along with your lustful sobs and hands unable to settle on one place of his body.
Then there was a moment when your dark eyes found his, tears building in the corner from the intensity when you came again and your hands locked onto his exposed skin. Your tremulous warmth around his cock and your voice were irresistible. It’s like you were glowing with an aura of your own that sang to him. Just… perfect. It’s such a vivid display now burned into his soul.
Is it now? Does he tell you “I love you” now or is it still too soon?
His father worshiped his human mother, more than any incubus should love a single being. It’s the only way the cambion knows how to express his feelings to another person in his sheltered upbringing. But Gohan also knows his words would ring of shallow affection. False promises uttered in the heat of the moment. No, something in your vibrations whispers for something else. Your desires tickled his senses and he just knew exactly what to do with you at the moment.
Heeding your unspoken wants, he lifts a hand to your face and captures your ombre lips for a kiss that earns him another weak sound from you. He felt your insides flutter around him in response and leaned forward to pin you beneath him to the floor.
More. Your hands once again fumbled across the muscles of his body until you gripped his broad shoulders as he kissed you harder with your hips bouncing off his. His own legs props yours back enough that your feet dangle in the air above his lower back where his tail brushed against one of them before coiling your ankle.
Pure white bleeds through his black tresses and the color red flicks in his eyes until they take on their true color. But the sensations in your body are so intense you are blind to it. You are conscious enough to recognize the influence of his spell, but too aroused and too weak to be anything more than his puppet.
