#sweat fic

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this is what i've learnt english for. i can't stop laughing

omgggg I love this so much 😂😂 Gale is like I’m logging my bucky sweat calories in my food diary so therefore it’s fine

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Sweat

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Final Chapter

The weight of everything felt overwhelming. You wanted to fix it, to make it all right again, but you knew there was no undoing what had been done. You drove back home and slid into another pit of despair that threatened to swallow you up. It felt like you were being ripped into tiny pieces and you deserved it. All of the destruction you'd caused. You never meant for any of it to happen.

After sulking on your couch for what seemed like a full 25 hours, you decided to take a shower and try to eat something. Just as you slid off the couch there was a knock at your door. You tried to remember if you'd ordered food or something and forgotten about it, but when you peered out the window you realized it wasn't what you'd forgotten, but who. Goku. He was standing there at your door just waiting for you to answer it. For a moment you got lost in the memory of running to him the second he came over. You loved how easily he caught you in his arms and carried you inside. But the memory faded and your mind was flooded with the image of a heartbroken Goku. An image you desperately wanted to bury.

You quickly stepped away from the window and kept yourself as quiet as you could, hoping he'd just leave. 

"I can feel your ki." Goku said, answering the question you'd been holding onto.

You sighed as you stood in front of the door, "you shouldn't be here." "Why?" You fought the urge to open the door and let him inside, but you couldn't handle seeing him. Especially not after everything with Vegeta. 

"Because I ruin things. I'm not a good person like you, Goku." 

"You are to me." He said from the other side, "you're the best person. My all time favorite."

You couldn't help but smile for a brief moment. He was always so sweet. But the smile faded when you remembered all the terrible things you'd done to him. "Just think of me as a villain. A bad guy that just wants to hurt you and everyone you love." You explained. 

"Most of my friends were bad guys once." He said without a hitch.

You stayed silent. There was no real argument against that. He'd managed to befriend basically everyone that wanted to kill him at some point. You didn't know whether he was just naïve or really that compassionate. 

"If I promise to stay outside, will you open the door?" He asked after a few minutes. 

"I don't think it's a good idea for us to see each other." You said. 

"Okay." He said simply. 

You waited for a second for him to say something else, but he didn't. You looked out the window again and realized he'd sat down with his back against your door. You walked back over to the door and sighed softly. 

"Goku, what are you doing?" You asked.

"Sitting down." 

 "I can see that. I meant, why are you just sitting there and not going home?"

"You said we can't see each other." He said as if it was self explanatory. 

"Yes, so that usually means you should leave." 

 "Can you see me?" He asked. It hit you then that he was taking you literally.

"No, but you can't just sit outside of my house." You said.

"Are you gonna come outside and make me leave?" He asked.

"I- what's happening right now?" You asked in disbelief that he was that sly.

You waited for a moment to see if he'd just leave, but he didn't. There was no way you could actually make him leave. He was stronger and faster. And anything you said probably wouldn't make a difference.

After a bit you decided to do the only thing you could, ignore him. You walked away from the door and headed upstairs to shower like you'd originally planned.

The warm water washed over you and for a moment you were able to clear your mind. It was brief, but needed. You were able to forget about Vegeta, about Goku, and everything else you punished yourself for.

When the water turned cold you finally forced yourself to get out. The instant your feet touched the bathroom floor you were reminded about everything again. You wiped the condensation off the mirror as you wrapped your towel around your body. A heaviness weighed on your chest. Your reflection didn't even look like you anymore. It felt like you barely recognized yourself.

After a while you got dressed and headed back downstairs to see if your visitor had left. "Goku?" You said as you approached the door. "Yeah?" "You didn't leave?" You asked. 

"Why would I?" He asked from the other side of the door, "you're my favorite person." There was no way he was that sweet and caring. It made you feel like shit for what you were about to do.

"I need you to leave." You said.

"But why?"

"I just- I need some time, Goku. I can't think clearly with you here and it's just too much." You explained.

Goku was silent for a few minutes before you heard him stand up.

"How long?" He asked. "How long for what?" Goku stepped closer to the door, "how long do you need?" "I don't know. I just need space. I can't give you a timeline." You said, "I'm sorry."

Another long silence from him started to pick at you. It felt like you couldn't stop hurting him. "Goku, I really am sorry." You said, but there was no response. "Goku?" You leaned against the door to listen for him, but you didn't hear anything. You opened the door to peek out to see he was gone. It shouldn't have surprised you that he left without a word, but it did. Part of you expected him to protest or argue in some way.

Over the next few weeks you set a goal to focus purely on yourself. Mostly you spent your time shifting between crying, sleeping, and binging ridiculous reality shows that made you forget how terrible your life was. It wasn't ideal, but the routine helped some, especially when you hid yourself away from everyone. Well, tried to anyways. "Slut, open the door." Kyla knocked. "I'm not home." You said. You could practically hear her rolling her eyes. Before you could say anything else, she was unlocking the door and walking in. "Um, what the fuck?" You sat up on the couch. "Yamcha taught me how to pick locks." She shrugged and closed the door behind her. "Why does Yamcha- nevermind. What are you doing here?" You fell back onto the couch. Your safe space. "So there's this party..." "No." "Bulma was nominated for some big nerd award or something. She invited us." She glanced around the mess you shielded yourself in. "She invited you." "No, us. She wants to be friends again." Kyla said. You scoffed, "after she fucked my boyfriend?" "Um, excuse me, but didn't you do the same to me? And now we're besties." Kyla pushed the remnants of whatever take out you had the night before into the floor and sat down next to you.

"Plus, you're like the queen of awkward sexual situations by now." Kyla said. "I'm not sure how to take that." You said with your head cocked to the side. "Please go with me? Tien is being weird and I need someone there to talk to that isn't my ex." "Wait, Vegeta will be there?" You asked. "Well, yeah. He and Bulma are kind of a thing now." She revealed. It shouldn't have made you feel anything, but it did. It wasn't what you expected. You assumed he'd just stay single and fuck whatever human he felt like without any emotional attachment. "Does he know she invited me?" "Yeah. Maybe."

"Kyla, this just sounds like a recipe for disaster." You said. "But I need you." She gave you a pout that rivaled your own, "and you owe me." "Since when?" "Since you stole my boyfriend and broke my friend's heart." She said simply.

"Fine," you sighed and finally started to move, "do I have to get out of my pajamas for this?" "Yeah, no pajamas and take a shower. I'll pick out your clothes. Move your ass." She snapped her fingers.

It took a little while to get yourself into the shower, but once you were in there you didn't want to get out. After taking your time getting clean and mentally preparing yourself, you climbed out and went to see what Kyla had laid out for you. "No." You said plainly the second you saw the dress on the bed. "Yes." She said, "and these heels. They make your ass look great." "Why does my ass need to look great?" You asked. "Because Vegeta needs to drool a little over what he lost." She said.

Another 30 minutes was spent arguing with Kyla until she eventually won by pulling the 'you stole my boyfriend' card, which was getting overplayed but you weren't going to argue it. You relented to her every request and by the time the two of you showed up to Bulma's you were feeling every ounce of self-criticism about your outfit. "Stop fidgeting. You look hot." She smacked at your hand. "I look like I'm advertising for a new escort service." You pulled at the hem of your dress to cover up a little more. "Well, it wouldn't be the worst thing for you to be paid for getting fucked." She shrugged as she opened the gate to the backyard.

You followed her in and stayed close. It didn't take long to spot Vegeta brooding off by himself. "I'm surprised Bulma is putting up with his bullshit," Kyla said, her gaze settling on him as well. "I mean, you put up with it too," you reminded her. "So did you. What the fuck is wrong with us?"

"Is the dick really that good?" You asked. "You know who throws good dick? Tien. Like, fuck." She groaned, "and he uses that third eye too." "I don't even want to know how." "See, he does this-" "Nope." You walked away from her before she could spill the details. You set your sights to the bar. There was no way you were making it through that party without at least a buzz. "You actually came!" Bulma shrieked as she rushed over to you. You barely turned around before she was hugging you in a tight embrace that took your breath instantly.

"Hi, Bulma," you said, awkwardly returning the hug. There was a brief moment you considered pulling away. After all, Bulma had fucked Vegeta before you could sort through the tangled mess of emotions eating away at you. But those feelings quickly faded because it was nice to feel a back breaking hug from Bulma again. Maybe she had done you a favor.

When she finally let you go you were starting to lose feeling in your fingers. She stepped back and looked you up and down for a moment. "Wow. Being single agrees with you." She said. "And not being single seems to agree with you." You could tell she had to have been either working out or getting a workout with Vegeta. She looked even more perfect than usual. "Well, dealing with a grumpy alien is a full time job." She laughed. "I feel like we should talk about that whole thing." You said. "Me too. I- I wanted to apologize for- well, you know. Vegeta seemed pretty sure you two were breaking up." She explained. That was news to you. As far as you knew, it wasn't settled until after that night. "His opinion differed a little from mine. I was still sorting through shit, I guess he had given up." You grabbed the drink from the bar and started to chug it. "I take full responsibility for not waiting to talk to you first. I've felt terrible about it. I really am sorry." She said. You wanted to say it was all fine, but it still stung to know he was done before you even had a chance to discuss it. Of course, you couldn't blame Bulma for that. "I know. I'm not super upset with you, but it might take some time before I'm comfortable discussing my ex with his current girlfriend." You said.

"You got it, my lips are sealed when it comes to the grumpy alien," she said, doing a zipping motion across her mouth. "Thanks Bulma," you smiled and grabbed another drink. She continued on to greet other guests and Kyla joined you at the bar. "I take it everything is okay?" You nodded as you glanced at Vegeta. "As good as it can be, I guess." "Can we just have fun tonight and forget about him? The best revenge is going on like you don't give a fuck," Kyla said. "How are we supposed to do that when he's here?"

"Get as drunk as possible and ignore all men." She grabbed the two shots she ordered and handed one to you. You tossed it back while she ordered a few more. The plan wasn't fool proof, but it was at least something. It didn't take you long to get a good buzz going and Kyla seemed to be in the same boat as she stared at you and grinned. "What's that face for?" You asked. "I have a surprise." Her smile widened. You narrowed your eyes at her, "why does it seem like I'm not going to be totally on board with this surprise?" "It's for your own good." She said before she adjusted your dress and pushed your tits up more. "Kyla, what did you- fuck." Your mouth went dry the second you laid eyes on Goku striding into the party.

"Hi." You managed. "Hi." He smiled softly. You couldn't believe how good he looked. Even after just a few weeks without seeing him, it seemed like he had changed a lot. "You look amazing. I forgot about that dress." Goku said, his eyes moving slowly up and down your body. Your cheeks flushed at the thought of the last time you wore it. He had just finished the Tournament of Power and barely got you home before he was pushing the dress up to get to you. "I haven't worn it in a while. Kyla said it was a must." You said. "I'm really glad she did." Goku said with a sweetness that only he could.

"You look amazing too," you said, "I mean, you always do, but you look... more amazing." You silently cursed yourself for being so awkward. He smiled and scratched the back of his head. "Thank you. I've been training a lot. It was the only way I could keep myself from coming to see you."

"You still wanted to?" "Of course. I even asked Bulma if she could make something to keep me away." He said. "You didn't have to go through all of that." "You said you needed space. I wanted to give you that." He explained. Suddenly the entire party disappeared and it felt like it was just the two of you again. Nothing else mattered. "I appreciate you respecting what I asked for. It helped." You said. "Does that mean I can come visit again?" He took a step towards you.

"Goku, I... " "It's okay," he sighed and hung his head in defeat. "I would like that," you said, desperate to see that smile again, "but I have a request." He perked up immediately. "Anything." "We hang out as friends again, nothing more." The last thing you needed was to rush into another relationship, but you missed spending time with him.

"You mean you wanna try it again?" He asked, glancing up at you with wide, hopeful eyes. "I miss having you around." You admitted. "Can I come over now?" He asked excitedly, making you laugh. "We're at a party, Goku." He grabbed your hand, "I can have us back to your place in a flash." You squeezed his large hand, remembering what it felt like touching each part of your body. "We- We can't just leave. It would be rude." Goku let go of your hand and let out a heavy sigh as his shoulders slumped, "but I wanna spend time with you again."

"We're spending time together now," you said. "But it's not the same, I want you all to myself," he pouted. "Hang out with me here for a while and we can go back to my place after," you suggested, already struggling to stay within the boundaries you set. "How long do we have to stay?"

"At least an hour." You said. Goku furrowed his brow and started to count using his fingers before he leaned down and whispered, "um, how long is an hour?" You couldn't help but smile. He was adorable in every way. It wasn't going to be easy being around him without getting pulled back in. "I'll tell you when it's been an hour, okay?" Goku smiled and nodded, "okay. Can we drink until then? I miss drinking with you and Kyla." "Good idea. Let's get shots." You needed more to help take the edge off.

Kyla was more than happy to join. The three of you remained by the bar having fun in your own little bubble. It felt good, and Vegeta was all but a distant memory even though he was there watching you have fun. Bulma pulled Goku away for a minute, leaving you and Kyla to order more drinks. "So, what's this about you and Goku trying to hang out as friends again? You know that won't work," Kyla said.

"Why do you say that?" You asked as you finished off your drink. "Because neither of you can be around the other without wanting to fuck." She said bluntly. "Just because we want to doesn't mean we will. It's called willpower." You said. "Yeah, sure. We'll see how much willpower you have when you're alone with him." She rolled her eyes. Kyla had a point, but you weren't going to tell her that. Just touching his hand made you want to climb him. It was ridiculous how bad you wanted him. But you couldn't cross that line again. He deserved better than you.

Tien came and took Kyla away for a moment, leaving you alone to finish off another drink. "Woman." Vegeta said as he approached you. You rolled your eyes and turned around, "Man." "I'm surprised you actually showed up." "Well, Kyla guilted me into it for fucking you while you two were still dating and for breaking Goku's heart." You explained. Vegeta grunted, "she's too involved in people's lives." "It's how she shows she cares." You shrugged. "The blue haired woman said I need to talk to you about what happened. I told her the Prince of all Sayains doesn't talk about feelings, but she threatened to shut down the gravity chamber." He explained. "What's there to talk about? We were on the rocks, you fucked Bulma, we broke up." You picked up another drink. "Do you remember the last conversation we had before I left?" He asked. "Um..." Vegeta let out a heavy sigh, "I told you to make up your damn mind about being with me or that imbecile." "Oh that's right. Then you went and stuck your dick in Bulma." You said before you took a sip of your drink.

Vegeta narrowed his eyes at you and muttered something under his breath before he continued. "That decision should have been easy if you truly wanted to be with me." He said. "It wasn't that simple. We went through so much to be together and-" "That's the point. You only took the opportunity to be with me after everything because you thought it was what you were supposed to do." He said. "I- but I wanted to be with you." You reached for your drink again, needing something to help ease your nerves. "At first, but we both know it faded quickly. Especially with your feelings toward Kakarot." Vegeta took the glass from you and sat it down, "you never would've made that decision so I made it for you."

"Hold the fuck up, are you really trying to justify cheating by saying you did it for me?" You asked, feeling your anger rise, but you couldn't deny he was right. You wouldn't have made that decision. "I did it for both of us, you frustrating woman," he grumbled. As ridiculous as it was, you couldn't help but feel the tiniest bit of appreciation. Vegeta didn't sugarcoat, and he sure as hell didn't care about sparing anyone's feelings. To have him say out loud that he did it for both of you was oddly heartwarming, but it didn't take the anger away. You had made a mess and hurt multiple people. You couldn't judge him for making the final move to end it.

"I guess I get it, but still, there are better ways to break up with someone." You said. "I never said it was well planned out." You shook your head and sighed, "this is all a huge mess." "Most things that involve humans are." Vegeta glanced over at Goku and Bulma talking, "are you going to be his mate now?"

"Just because I *sort of* understand why you fucked Bulma doesn't mean I'm ready to be friends again. I don't know if that'll ever happen," you scoffed. "I'm not asking to be friends, woman," he said, offended you would make that assumption. "Answers about my personal life are reserved for friends, not ex-boyfriends that decided cheating was the best way to break up," you said.

"Fine." He said with a grunt, "a word of advice though, if you're letting him go, then do it. That means the friendship and all." "Thanks, but I don't take advice from cheating assholes with the emotional depth of a puddle." You turned away from him and ordered another drink. When he left you looked over at Goku. He was the best person you knew. He deserved to be happy and you wanted to be the one to make him happy, but could you really?

Once the hour was up, you reconsidered letting him come hang out with you. Just being friends wasn't possible, deep down you knew that. Kyla knew it. Even Vegeta knew it. "Has it been an hour yet?" Goku whined. "Another couple minutes," you said, hoping that extra time would magically give you the answers you were seeking. "Why does time take so long?" He sighed, his shoulders slumping. He was adorable when he was needy. It amazed you that he was getting so impatient over something as simple as hanging out with you. There was no promise of sex or some grand adventure. He just wanted to spend time with you. No one had ever craved your attention the way he did.

"Goku, why do you want to spend time with me?" You asked bluntly. "Because you're my favorite person." He said, "you're funny, nice, a good cook, caring, and you can almost eat as much as me." "Do you- do you still want more with me? More than friendship?" You asked. Goku paused for a moment, looking down at the ground as if he was ashamed of his answer. "Goku?" He met your gaze again, "I want you to be with me. I want to have you as my mate and to breed you. But I know you don't want any of that so I want to be your friend." "Why me? My bad qualities outweigh my good ones by like a million to one." You said. "Not to me." You sighed, "you're not looking at the whole picture. You're just seeing the good parts. That's not realistic." "I see the bad parts too, I just don't care about them." He explained. "Goku, you can't just-" "Will everyone stop telling me what I can and can't do?" Goku snapped at you like never before, making you jump and everyone else focus on the two of you. "You, Bulma, Vegeta, Yamcha, Kyla. Everyone has told me what they think of us being together but no one actually listens to what I want." He continued.

"What do you want then? If there were no obstacles in the way, no bad feelings or pain, just you and what you want. What would you choose?" You asked. "I already told you... I want to be with you," he said. "That's it? That's all you want?" "I already have everything else I want, you're the only part that's missing," he said.

"Okay. Say you have me, then what?" You asked. "Then I'll be happy." He said simply. "How? How could you be happy with me? I ruined your friend's relationship, destroyed your heart, and I-" "You drink too much, you push people away, you don't always think about others, you have that weird toenail habit, you p-" "Stop. I get it, okay? I told you I have a lot of bad qualities." "Yeah, and even with those I still want you. You don't have to understand it." He said, "just accept it and be mine."

You scanned the area. Everyone was back to doing their own thing, but you could tell some of them were still trying to listen in. Goku was right about you. He could see you, flaws and all, and he still wanted you. It was so easy to get stuck in your ways and go through life ignoring the things you needed to work through, but you wanted to be better. Not just for him, but for yourself, and everyone you cared about. You put your drink down and looked up at him. "Okay." "Okay, what?" He asked, tilting his head. "I want to be yours."

Goku's eyes widened, "you do? Really?" "Yes. If you still-" Goku cupped your face and pressed his lips to yours in a tender kiss. The way your body reacted to him was instant. You wrapped your arms around him and pressed yourself flush against his body. Kissing him felt like a sudden wave of peace washing over you, calming your anxiety and overthinking instantly.

"I'm so sorry for hurting you," you said against his lips. He kissed you again and again, like he couldn't get enough. "You're really mine?" He asked, pulling back to look at you. "As long as you want me," you said, beaming at him.

Goku pressed two fingers to his head and the two of you instantly transported to his bedroom. "You're the only thing I want." He returned to kissing you again. "Goku," you muttered against his lips, "I need you. Now."

He quickly lifted your dress over your head and ripped your panties like they were a thin sheet of paper. Before you could say another word, his face was buried between your thighs. You leaned back against the wall for stability to keep your knees from buckling while he devoured your pussy. You moaned loudly and carded your fingers through his hair. "Fuck... I missed your fucking tongue." You said as he gripped your hips and pulled you closer to riding his face.

Goku had you trembling and coming within seconds, screaming his name and begging for more. When he sat back and looked up at you, his chin was dripping from your cum as he licked his lips. "You're better than food." He said. From Goku, that was the highest compliment. You bent down and cupped his face, "I love you." "You do?" "Yeah. I have for a while, I just didn't want to admit it. I love you so much." "I love you too." Goku stood up and pulled you down on the bed with him. He collapsed on top of you with his hips settling between your thighs. "You're still dressed." You squirmed beneath him. Goku looked down and laughed, "you're right. I am."

You pulled his shirt up and lifted it over his head. Your hands went straight to his perfect abs, running your fingers over the ripples. He pushed his pants down and gripped his cock, lining it up with your pussy. "Fuck me, Goku," you whimpered, "I need you."

"I- I know we're not doing it right now and we still need to talk about it, but could you say the other thing?" He asked sweetly. You couldn't help but smile and nodded as you ran your hands up his chest. "Breed me, Goku." You said. Goku didn't wait another second before he was sliding his cock into you. You gasped and held onto his shoulders, feeling him stretching you again was euphoric. You didn't realize how long it had been since he fucked you. "You- you feel so good." Goku stammered and paused once he was fully seated within you.

It almost felt like a dream when he looked down at you with the cutest smile. He was really yours. After everything that happened, all the twists and turns, unexpected feelings and emotions, you ended up with there with Goku. To say you were lucky was an understatement. "Are you okay?" He asked, tilting his head when he noticed you lost in thought. "I'm more than okay." You smiled and pulled him down into a kiss.

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Sweat

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Chapter 13

Over the next few days you racked your brain trying to decide. You made a pros and cons list. And another. And another. You resorted to flipping a coin and rolling a dice. You hoped all methods of chance would help you make a choice but it only left you more confused. 

“I don’t really think that’s how it works.” You said as you looked through your refrigerator for the 100th time.

“Look, he’s hot, he has that whole third eye thing going on, all I’m saying is maybe he could use it for recreation.” Kyla said on the other end of the phone.

“But it- how?”

“Well, shit, I don’t know, but I’m more than willing to find out.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, “I really hope your date goes well then.”

“Oh it will. You don’t think he’ll bring that little guy, do you?”

Before you could answer there was a knock at your door. You closed your refrigerator and headed to answer it.

“I kind of doubt he’ll bring-“ when you opened the door you paused, confused, happy, sad, all the emotions you could feel at once you were, “I- I gotta go.”

“What-“

You didn’t give her a chance to say anything before you hung up and slipped your phone into the pocket of your robe. A heavy silence rested there between the two of you as you stared back at one another. Words were lost to you in that moment.

“I wanted to see you.” He said.

“I- I’ve wanted to see you too, Goku.” You were still in disbelief he was there. 

His gaze was fixed on yours as if he was in just as much disbelief as you were.

“Do you remember when we were friends?” He asked, “when you’d cook for me and we’d watch those old movies you liked that were supposed to be scary?”

“Yeah. You almost bankrupt me with how much you ate.

“I want to go back to that. I miss that.”

“I do too, but I don’t know if we can just go back.”

“Why not? I can’t have you as my mate, so I want you as my friend.” He seemed so innocently optimistic that it worked like that. 

You weren’t opposed to the idea, but you still had very real feelings for him and you assumed his didn’t just disappear for you. 

“So much has happened between us, it’ll be weird.” You explained.

“I don’t care. I liked talking to you and spending time with you. I want that again even if I don’t get to touch you or kiss you.”

The thought of having him back in your life again was too enticing. You missed having him around and just getting to be with him. In the beginning the two of you had set rules that you’d remain friends no matter what. It was only supposed to be sex anyways. You never meant for it to go further.

“If we try to go back and it’s too hard for us, then what?” You asked.

“Then we’ll try again in a few months.” He said simply.

“So we just keep trying to be friends until one of us dies?”

Goku scratched the back of his neck nervously, “I think you mean until you die.”

“Really? You think I’m dying first? Which one of us throws themselves into every dangerous situation they can?” You crossed your arms as you regarded him, “also, which one of us has actually died?”

“That doesn’t count. I’m alive now.” He argued.

For a moment if felt like old times again and you wondered if it could actually work. 

“I was just about to order something to eat and watch an old movie, do you wanna join?” You took a chance and asked.

“What are you ordering?”

“Does it really matter?” You cocked your head to the side, knowing he wasn’t picky.

“No, but I wanna know what it is so I can get excited.”

You shook your head and opened the door more for him to come inside. He was just as food driven as always. Goku headed to the living room without hesitation with you on his heels as you pulled your phone out to order food. 

By the time the food arrived you were feeling a little more relaxed with Goku there. Every no and then the thoughts about how his hands felt on your body and how he pleaded for you to stay with him would seep in, but you shook them out and tried to focus on the moment. 

“What’s his power level then?” Goku asked with his mouth full of food.

“He’s a serial killer, Goku. He doesn’t have a power level.”

“Everyone has a power level.” He said as a fact.

“Okay, well that’s not a detail they included in the movie.”

Goku swallowed down another biscuit, “it’s probably low.”

You took a sip of your drink before you looked at him curiously, “okay, why do you say that?”

“He’s using a knife.”

His reason only proved to confuse you more, “I- that doesn’t tell me anything.”

“Does Vegeta use a knife?”

“No.”

“Do I?” 

“Also no.”

“Because we don’t need one.” He explained, “if he needs a knife then he isn’t strong enough to hurt someone on his own without it.”

You thought for a moment you were losing your mind when you understood where he was coming from. He made a lot of sense, which was not something you ever expected to say about Goku.

“I never thought of it that way.”

Goku grabbed another plate of food, making you glad you ordered extra. You fell into your old rhythm with him. He ate and asked questions about the killer in the movie while you tried to explain it before he jumped to the next thing. It felt comforting being with him again.

“I ate too much.” You sighed as you at back on the couch.

“We should do something to burn the food off.” He suggested.

You instantly tensed, “um, Goku-“

“I know! Let me show you how to control your ki.” He said excitedly, which made you relieved because your mind had gone somewhere else completely.

“Is it hard to do?”

“Not at all. It’s super easy. Come on.” He grabbed your hand and pulled you off the couch with ease before he headed to the backyard.

"Goku, please- I'm way too full to be moving this fast." You tried to slow him down some but obviously you didn't stand a chance against a Saiyan.

Once you were outside he let go of your hand.

"Is this really necessary? Can't I just sit on the couch and wallow in self loathing?" You asked.

"That wouldn't do anything." He said as he stretched.

"It would keep me from having to exercise." You argued.

"Controlling your ki isn't about exercise." He cocked his head to the side, "it's about focusing your energy in one place."

"Goku, I can barely focus on anything other than my own misery right now. There's no way I can focus my energy," you said.

"You can. It just takes practice." He jumped in place and stretched. It certainly looked like he was about to exercise.

"Alright, I'll bite. How can I refocus my energy?" You sighed, knowing he wasn't going to let you just give up.

"First you have to loosen up a little." He said.

"I'm as loose as I'm getting." You said as you stared blankly at him, there was no way you were jumping or stretching.

"Really? You look kind of stiff," he said, continuing to stretch.

You bit your lip in an effort to conceal your juvenile humor.

"Flaccid, not stiff," you corrected.

"Oh sorry." He said, genuinely not understanding the joke, which made it a little less funny.

"Since you're flaccid-"

You couldn't help but burst out laughing. You didn't expect him to actually say it.

"What? Did I say something funny?" He asked.

You shook your head, "no, just continue."

"So the next step is to take a deep breath and focus on one place in your body." He explained.

"Any suggestions on where I should focus?" You asked.

"Wherever you feel like you tense the most." He said as he stretched his arms up.

His shirt lifted a little to show that trail of hair that dipped down just below the waistband of his pants, which reminded you of all the times you followed it with your tongue.

You refocused your mind on your body and the place you felt the most tension and the only place you could come up with in that moment was your thighs. You were constantly squeezing them together.

"Okay, focused on that spot," you said, there was just one problem. You were focused more on what Goku used to do between your thighs rather than your actual thighs.

"Really? That was fast!" he said as if he was genuinely proud of you.

"It was a lot easier than I thought it would be," you admitted.

"Are you okay? Your cheeks are doing that thing again where they get red."

"I'm fine. Keep going." You didn't want him focusing on you any longer than he had to.

"Now you just have to imagine all of your energy going to that one place." He said, "think really hard about it."

You took a deep breath and focused on the spot between your thighs. It had been too long since anyone else had focused there and forcing yourself to think about that fact was only making it worse. There was a need that you'd been ignoring.

Goku pulled his shirt off and transformed into his instinct form, leaving you speechless like it always did.

He was almost angelic, but there was a hint of something else.

He walked towards you, a slight upturn at the corners of his lips.

"There's no amount of focusing that'll turn me into that," you said in a low voice.

"Are you still focusing?" He asked as he towered over you.

"Kinda." You swallowed hard as you tried not to get too distracted, but it was pointless. 

Goku glanced down at the tops of your thighs that your shorts left exposed, "do you remember the first time I showed you this form?"

"Yeah, it was right before we... before we talked about doing the whole friends with benefits thing."

"I think about that day a lot," he said.

"It was the beginning of me ruining everything." Memories from that day flooded your mind. You weren't with Vegeta and no one was hurting. Potentially hooking up with Goku was new and exciting. It never lost its luster until people started getting hurt.

"I don't think you ruined anything." He said as he tipped your chin up, "I wish it was different, but I'm still glad it happened."

"I don't understand how you don't hate me. I broke your heart more than once. I'm not a good person, Goku." You said.

"I have friends that have tried to kill me," he reminded you. "I know you didn't set out to hurt me. You're not like that."

You sighed and shook your head. "Earth really doesn't deserve you. I sure as hell don't."

When Goku dropped his hand from you, you immediately missed his touch. Just the simplest thing reminded you of how strong your feelings still were for him.

"I know you don't think so, but you deserve way better than me." He said.

You offered as much of a smile as you could, "I don't- there's no one better than you."

He looked at you for a moment before you noticed him fidgeting some. His fists were clenched as he seemed to be nervously chewing on his lip.

"Goku-"

"I don't like this." He blurted out, "I want... I want to touch you again."

"I should go," you said abruptly. Guilt was already eating away at you for being there with him instead of trying to work things out with Vegeta. Even though you had no idea how to do that.

"Don't, I- I'm sorry," he apologized, that sad look on his face that always crushed you.

"You have nothing to apologize for," you said before you turned and headed for the house to grab your things.

Goku grabbed you and spun you back around to face him, "please stay? Please?"

The way he begged reminded you of when he'd done it before. He wanted to be with you more than anyone had ever wanted to before, even more than Vegeta. You felt your heart breaking for Goku again.

"I'm with Vegeta, Goku." You said with a lump in your throat.

"Be with me. He doesn't care about you like I do." He said.

"Please don't do this," you pleaded with him.

He considered for a moment and finally answered with a slight nod.

You swore you could feel his heart breaking all over again. Or was it yours?

Against your better judgment you placed your hand on his chest, "I-"

Goku put his hand over yours and gave it a slight squeeze, "Maybe we'll try this friend thing again in a few months."

"You're not giving up?" you asked, tilting your head at him.

"Why would I do that?" His brow furrowed like the idea was absurd.

"Because I'm not worth the trouble. I don't know why you can't see that."

"I don't wanna know what my life is like without you in it. I'll keep trying, if you're okay with that?" He asked.

"I'm more than okay with it, I just- I don't want to hurt you anymore." You said.

Goku gave you a soft smile, "I'd rather get hurt by you a million times than lose you once."

It was that moment something clicked in your mind. Vegeta and Goku had seen you at worst, but only one of them was acting like they still wanted you in your life. And it wasn't your boyfriend.

Things were messy and broken with Vegeta, but looking back, they were never really whole to begin with. Goku chose you and he never had a single doubt about it.

"I should go." He said, "I'm sure Vegeta will be back soon and he probably wouldn't be too happy to see me."

"Come back tomorrow night?" You asked, eager to see him again.

"I'll be here," he said, beaming at you.

As the day wore on, you grew increasingly impatient with Vegeta. He still wasn't home and you hadn't heard a thing from him since he left.

It was better to wait for him to return, you knew that, but you also needed to talk to him.

After a few hours of back and forth, talking yourself up and then back down, you finally decided to follow your gut and go find Vegeta. The last place you remembered him mentioning was Bulma's, if anything maybe she knew where he went next.

The journey to Capsule Corp felt like it took forever. Your mind shuffled through all the different ways you could approach the subject. There was no good way, there never really was when it came to difficult conversations with Vegeta.

You could already assume he'd give you some variation of an angry grunt before he even said a word to you. It's not like you were the master of communication but at least you used more than one syllable. 

As you approached the house you noticed it was mostly dark aside from the glowing light from the backyard. You knew Bulma had been working on getting the new gravity chamber fixed for Vegeta and Goku to train in so there was a chance she was in it working on it.

As you made your way around the house, you started to hear sounds from inside the gravity chamber. That was a good sign, maybe a full day of training would put him in a semi decent mood.

You stepped closer to the door and put your hand up to knock, but stopped just shy of your knuckles making contact.

For a split second you thought you were imagining it, but when you heard his familiar growl again you knew it was real. You stood on your tiptoes to peer through the small window on the door to confirm your suspicions.

"Harder, Vegeta." Bulma moaned with her legs wrapped around his waist.

"Any harder and I'll break you, woman." Vegeta snarled with sweat dripping down his brow.

"Harder," she demanded.

Vegeta growled and pulled out. Bulma opened her mouth to protest, but promptly got spun around and bent over the nearby table.

You wanted to look away, but you couldn't. Every second removed each little trace of doubt you had about the decision you made on your way to see him.

There were so many questions running through your mind but the only thing you seemed to be focused on was the feeling you were having, or not having. You thought you'd be more upset, heartbroken that you'd just found your boyfriend cheating but the fact was that as fucked up as it was, it brought you relief.

You finally turned around to leave. Talking to Vegeta when he got home was better than interrupting him.

Just as you made it back to your car, you heard that familiar gravelly voice behind you.

"What are you doing here, woman?"

You took a deep breath and turned to face him. His pants were back on, but he left his shirt off. As beautiful as he was, the spell he had you under for so long was broken.

"Letting you go."

Vegeta furrowed his brow, "what are you talking about?"

"I'm done. You're free." You shrugged, "I came here to tell you that I don't think we should be together. So you can continue whatever it is you have going with Bulma."

"You're choosing Kakarot," he assumed.

"No, I'm choosing myself. I became someone I'm not proud of when I was trying to get you. I hurt people I care about," you answered, "I don't want to be that person."

"You know I can smell him on you, right?" Vegeta asked.

"He came over, but nothing happened." You said, "I'm sorry for everything I put you through. I don't expect you to forgive me or want to stay friends." 

Vegeta regarded you curiously for a moment as if he was waiting for you to say or do something else.

"I have no interest in the blue haired woman." He said.

"Well, your dick does." You blurted without thinking about the fact that you were having a serious conversation and shouldn't be making jokes.

Vegeta rolled his eyes, "it's just sex, nothing more. She's too loud and demanding."

"Is this your way of saying you still want me?" you asked, even though you had already made up your mind on the matter.

"Are you really going to act like you wouldn't still use me and Kakarot given the choice?" he countered.

"Use? You think that's what I was doing?" You couldn't deny it stung a little, but you knew he was just deflecting to avoid his feelings.

"What else would you call it?" He asked, "you started a relationship with Kakarot based on sex, knowing he was too dense to understand it and would get attached. And during that time you pursued me, using Kakarot to make me jealous." 

"I didn't do any of that on purpose. It's not like I set out to be as shitty of a person as possible." You argued.

"I know you didn't. It just happened when you set your sights on something you wanted more than anything. Maybe you're more like me than you care to admit," he retorted.

"Not even close. I can actually acknowledge and talk about my feelings. I can accept that I was a shitty person," you shot back.

"Talking about your feelings has only gotten you into a mess. Maybe instead of accepting you're a shitty person you should embrace it?" He suggested.

You laughed, "really? Like you? I should just be hateful and arrogant, and hurt anyone who gets in my way?" 

"You waste so much time being concerned with those below you. It's pathetic." He said.

"And you don't? You think everyone is below you, yet here you are wasting your time on me," you said, exasperated by the surly prince.

"You stubborn human, do you really think I would have chosen you as a mate if I thought you were beneath me?" he shouted as he took a step towards you.

"But you didn't, Vegeta! You were only with me because Kyla broke up with you," you snapped.

"I chose to spend time with you before that, woman! You! A human. Do you not realize what that means? I'd never waste my time on you if- " he stopped himself and growled in frustration.

Vegeta shook his head and waved you off, "it doesn't matter. Just go."

"I-" you wanted to say more, but there was nothing left to say. 

You opened your car door and climbed in, wondering if you really meant something to him.

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When will sweat part 14 come out?!

Soon hopefully. The last chapter of any fic is always the hardest to finish. We're also both very much ADHD and we follow the dopamine trail to whatever hyperfixation we have that week lol.

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Chapter 12

The faint sound of birds chirping pulled you from a heavy sleep, forcing you to shy away from the brightness of the sun and turn directly into a broad chest. Your eyes flitted open, curious when Vegeta had returned home and how exactly you got home, but it wasn't Vegeta and you weren't at home.

"Goku?! Fuck." You sat up instantly, recognizing precisely where you were.

"What's wrong?" He sat up with you, immediately on alert.

"What's wrong?! I'm here, that's what's wrong. Why am I in your bed?!" You started to panic.

"You passed out and Kyla said to make sure you got to bed after I dropped her off." He explained.

"She probably meant my bed, Goku. Not yours." You scrambled out of the bed, in full panic at the fact that you'd spent the night with Goku.

"I didn't think Vegeta would like me showing up in your bedroom with you in my arms. Plus, I-I missed having you here." He admitted.

"Goku, I know this hasn't been easy on you, but you can't just-"

"I slept last night. I don't sleep when you're not here." Goku climbed off the bed and stopped you from putting your shoes on, "I don't want you to go."

"Goku, I'm with Vegeta."

"But he doesn't need you like I do. He doesn't want to spend every second with you."

You let out a soft sigh, feeling even more conflicted by the second.

"Goku, I-" Before you could finish your sentence he cupped your face and kissed you.

You pulled back instantly, staring up at him in disbelief, but you couldn't stop yourself. You threw your arms around him and pressed your lips to his again. He pushed you back against the wall, hands gripping your hips as his tongue slipped between your lips. Everything about him was so soft, so sweet and perfect, it was hard not to get wrapped up in him.

"Stay with me. Please?" He begged softly against your lips between kisses.

"I- I can't." You said, feeling like you were breaking his heart all over again.

He stopped kissing you and pressed his forehead to yours, "I know. I just wanted to ask again."

"This was a bad idea. All of it." You admitted.

"I can take you home now if you want?" He stepped back from you.

"That's also a bad idea. We need more time, Goku. I think at least for a while, we should stay apart." As you said the words they almost tore your heart out completely and you could only guess how it felt for him.

"Okay. If that's what you want." He said, barely audible with his head hung low.

The ride home in the cab was heavy, every ounce of your being telling you to go back, to leap into his arms and never leave, but it wasn't that simple. You took a deep breath before you pushed the front door open, almost running straight into the wall of muscle and anger known as Vegeta.

He squeezed past you with nothing but a glare on his face and headed outside.

"Wait, can we talk? I... I'm sorry about not coming home. I started drinking and I ended up passing out," you explained, hopeful he wouldn't ask where you stayed. At least, that's what you thought you wanted until you realized he didn't care enough to ask.

"I'll be home later, we can talk then if you're even here."

"Can't you skip training so we can figure out whatever is going on between us?" You tried to keep calm and not start crying, but the entire fucked up situation was too much to process.

"I'm not training, that ridiculous Bulma woman is making me clean up the mess I made of the gravity chamber last night," he grumbled.

"Wait, what? You're skipping training to help Bulma?" You asked, brow furrowed at how ridiculous the idea was.

"Only so it'll shut her up," he added. The surly prince crossed his arms and let out a heavy sigh.

You knew there was absolutely no reason you should be jealous, or that you even had a right to be, but you couldn't shake the feeling.

"Can I come with you? We can talk on the way."

"No. You'll only slow me down." He shot you down quickly.

"I really want you to stay so we can talk about this stuff." You pushed, needing him to stay.

"Talking got us nowhere last time. I see no point in continuing the process over and over again."

"What other choice do we have, Vegeta? If we don't figure this out... " you trailed off. Neither of you needed to say what you knew was true. Something had to change or the relationship was going to be over before you ever got to fully enjoy it.

"I'll be home later," he said again.

He left without another word. You stood there, feeling empty and alone. You wanted to force him to stay, to hash things out, but honestly, what else was there to say? Your relationship began with him cheating on Kyla and with you fucking his friend.

"How dire is my situation if I'm considering day drinking?" You asked when Kyla answered her phone. Somehow, you had already adjusted to having her in your life as a friend rather than an enemy. Kyla without Vegeta was a drastically different person. Or perhaps you just never saw her as anything more than Vegeta's bitchy girlfriend.

"Well, that depends. If you're drinking right now, I'd say it's pretty fucking dire. At 5pm? Not so much," she answered without missing a beat.

"Damn. That's what I thought." You sighed.

"Dickhead do something?" She asked.

"Kind of, but not really. I spent the night with Goku and-"

"Hold the fuck up. You spent the night where?" She interrupted.

"He didn't take me home last night. We just slept, but we kissed this morning." You wanted to go back to that moment.

"And now Vegeta doesn't want to talk and he's over at Bulma's helping her with something. All of this makes me want to drink." You sighed.

"Fuck, it makes me want to drink." She said.

"I really don't know what to do anymore. I thought I could ignore the feelings for Goku, but they just keep getting stronger."

"If you want to really figure out how you're feeling and what you want, alcohol isn't the best option." Kyla said.

"When did you become the voice of reason here?" You knew she was right.

"When I started letting Yamcha hit it and found out he really is just empty space." She said with full seriousness.

"Apparently we both need a break from the bullshit."

"We've tried that two nights in a row. Both nights we ended up getting trashed with Goku and I'm pretty sure the three of us would've fucked last night on the baseball field if you two weren't hopelessly in love with each other," she said in one breath.

"We're not hopelessly in love." You argued.

"Oh, do you have evidence that you're not?" She shot back.

"Yes, I'm with Vegeta." You said simply.

"You do know that's not really helping your case, right? You can be with someone but still love someone else."

"Okay, well, we aren't hopelessly in love because Goku doesn't understand the concept." You felt like you were grasping at any defense.

"He may not understand the concept, but he understands what he feels, which is complete devotion to you." Kyla said.

"Goddamn it." You sighed.

"We can do this all day but you haven't given me a vaild reason against it. You also haven't mentioned actually being in love with Vegeta either."

"You're relentless, Kyla, goddamn." Your chest heaved and you let out a long, slow breath.

"Yeah, at some point I actually started to care about this shitstorm. Seeing Goku like this really tugs at those annoying heartstrings."

"What if you're right about me and Vegeta? The whole sexual attraction mistaken for feelings thing." You cringed at the mere thought.

"Then you have a choice to make. Stay with him despite knowing there are no real feelings there, or end things as they are before it gets any more complicated."

Everything she was saying was spot on, but you couldn't sift through the feelings without worrying you were wrong or making a mistake.

After your conversation with Kyla you tried to find something else to focus on. You cleaned the house from top to bottom, showered, cooked lunch, and even organized your bookshelf. By the time you finished you'd actively spent your time avoiding the topic of your love life, but the second you sat down, it all came flooding back.

You frantically searched for something else to keep your mind busy, but you came up empty. After collapsing on the couch, you began flipping through the channels on the tv, settling on one of your favorite movies that you'd seen a million times before but still loved. You focused on the movie and the insane chemistry between the two actors, finding yourself getting drawn in to the sex scene as it unfolded. Your fingers dipped beneath the waistband of your panties as you felt yourself getting more turned on by the second.

You closed your eyes and thought about the last time you had sex, how rough Vegeta was with you, how he bit you. Soft moans escaped your lips as your fingers circled your clit. Images of Vegeta crawling up your body, eyes hungrily gazing up at you. You rolled your hips against your hand, Vegeta faded and Goku replaced him. His sweet smile never failed to leave you weak. The way he could  be rough with you and gentle right after was a balance no else could achieve, at least not in your experience. You were already getting close to coming just from the mental image of Goku on top of you, thrusting into you with the perfect amount of force. It wasn't any special saiyan form, just him. That was all you needed.

You bit your lip to hold back the moan, knowing which name you were close to screaming. It was all so confusing and complex. You focused more on how perfectly Goku fucked you, how quickly he'd learned how to work your body to give you the best orgasms. Your fingers moved faster as you neared your release, short breathy moans escaping your lips along with broken remnants of a name.

"Fuck... Goku..." you whimpered as you finally let go.

"Why did you even bother coming back?" Vegeta asked, ripping you away from the very private moment you were having.

Before your brain could process just how bad your next words were going to sound, you blurted them out. "I don't know."

"Foolish human. You don't know what you want- "

"Fuck off, Vegeta. This isn't one sided and you know it," you snapped.

"Don't assume you know what's going on in my head, woman. I was fine with whatever this is, you've been the one ruining it," he shouted back.

"Whatever this is? It's called a fucking relationship, Vegeta. Or maybe it was just sex for you and I was stupid enough to believe it was something more!"

It hurt to watch your relationship with him deteriorate so quickly, but you didn't cry like you expected. You did start to think it was mostly a physical attraction, but that wasn't something you were ready to admit.

"It is something more, you frustrating woman! I want you around more than anyone else on this pathetic planet," he roared, revealing more of his feelings than you expected.

"Then why weren't you here? Why have I spent the majority of our relationship either alone or with your ex?" You stared back at him, waiting for some explosion of anger.

"You chose to strike up that friendship with Kyla, not me. And you were well aware of how I spent my time but you couldn't be satisfied with that." He said.

You stood up and approached him, "I wasn't satisfied with seeing my boyfriend every now and then and having to beg him to stay home. I need more than that, Vegeta." You hated to admit how much you needed reassurance, affection, but it was the truth.

"I'm not going to be the weak, clingy boyfriend you want. You'd think your new friend would've caught you up on that little detail." He said.

"I don't want clingy, Vegeta, I just want  you to be here, at least half the time." You felt like you were begging for basic attention.

"You're the one who pursued me, you wanted this."

"I didn't fucking want this. And I remember you being the one to kiss me first and then fuck me to prove whatever power, dominance thing to Goku."

He made two easy strides towards you, "don't act like you're innocent in any of this. You were jealous of Kyla from the second we started dating and I was no longer looking in your direction."

"Oh I'm far from fucking innocent, I know that." You had been carrying the guilt with you since day one.

"What do you want, woman? Just tell me what you want." He asked.

"I-I don't know anymore. I thought I wanted this, you, but now it just all seems so fucking... fucked. What about you? What do you want?"

"I'm not answering the question for you. You either want to be with me or you don't. It's that simple." He crossed his arms.

"It's not simple though." You shook your head, everything seeming more complex by the second.

"Then I'll make it simple."

In one swift movement, he had your body pressed against his and kissed you like he never did before. You could feel his need, and it threw you off. For a second, you thought it was an accident. But you knew the mighty prince of all Saiyans, if he let that little trace of emotion through, it was because he wanted you to know.

You kissed him back, feeling the ache in your chest growing. You wanted Vegeta, or at least you wanted to want him. Seeing him vulnerable like this was almost too much to take, especially when all it did was make you even more confused. But you continued to kiss him, hoping things would suddenly become clear, that you'd know the answer instantly.

You pulled yourself away abruptly, "I-I don't know. I- this isn't helping. I just need some time to think."

Vegeta's expression quickly turned from a rare softness back into stoic and brooding.

"When you figure out what the hell it is that you want, let me know." He stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind him.

His words echoed through the night, circling your mind as you fixated on them. What did you want? Who did you want? It was a simple question, but there were no simple answers.

You tossed and turned, finally giving up on sleep. You resorted to standing in the living room having fake break up conversations with both of them. That only complicated the process of sorting through your feelings and you were left feeling more confused than you were before. Part of you wanted to work it out with Vegeta. He was willing to show a softer side, something you were desperate for.

Meanwhile, Goku was amazing, affectionate, and he wasn’t afraid to be vulnerable in front of you. There was a third option, your last resort if there was no clear decision. You could distance yourself from both of them. The question was, could you handle the pain of not having either of them?

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Chapter 7

The next few days were filled with lots and lots of self care. Your body was bruised and sore from their insatiable appetites. They bit and grabbed, sucked and pinched at your fragile body and you had the marks to prove it. The bruises were finally starting to lighten but you still made a point to avoid the general public. You assumed Vegeta was staying away out of guilt, and honestly you were partially in hiding for the same reason. It had also been a while since you’d seen Goku, which seemed odd.

You finally decided to rejoin civilization and find Goku. Mostly because you missed him but also because you needed to know if there was any weirdness. You knew a huge mistake was made and up to that point, it was easier to avoid facing it.

You knocked on Goku’s door and waited anxiously, itching to kiss and touch him again.

The door opened and your heart sank when it was Kyla that greeted you.

“Um, sorry, I’m looking for Goku. Is he home?” You couldn’t shake the panicked feeling in your stomach, especially after you saw the marks down the side of her neck.

Your anxiety convinced you it was from Goku, even though logic said it was probably from Vegeta.

“He’s in the shower.” She answered but gave nothing else away.

All logical thoughts went right out the window and you were in full panicked mode.

“Where’s Vegeta?”

“No idea, we broke up,” she answered, too calm for comfort.

“Are you and… did Goku do that?” Your mind raced and your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest.

“And what if he did?”

“Kyla… ” your voice cracked and tears started to form, “not him.”

The gravity of the situation and the repercussions began to sink in.

“Funny, that’s exactly what I was thinking every time you were around Vegeta. You didn’t give a shit.”

“I-I never-” you shook your head, either from trying to deny that there was anything between you and Vegeta or trying to wake yourself from this nightmare.

“Oh really? You never kissed him? Or fucked him? You deserve everything you’re feeling right now because that’s exactly what I’m going through.” She sneered.

“You fucking bitch. Why Goku? Why him? He doesn’t deserve any of this, he just… he just wanted me, not this bullshit.” You were starting to feel like your lungs had collapsed.

“Kyla? What’s going on?” Goku descended the stairs, pants hanging low on his hips while he continued to dry his hair with a towel.

“She finally showed up,” Kyla said, stepping aside.

“Would you mind giving us a minute to talk?” Goku asked, resting his hand on Kyla’s back.

“Yeah, whatever. I’ll be upstairs.” She gave you one final glare before she turned away.

“Before you get more upset, she’s been staying here since Vegeta broke up with her. She needed a friend.”

“I remember when you told Vegeta I needed a friend and you were there for me.” You couldn’t stop the tears from falling.

“Why didn’t you come by sooner?” He asked.

“So this is my fault? Since I didn’t visit you sooner you decided to shove your dick in someone else?” You basically shouted at Goku, something you never thought you’d do.

“Wait, what are you talking about? I didn’t-”

“Come on, Goku! I’m not that fucking stupid!” The tears continued to flow as you processed everything.

“I haven’t done that with her, she really just needed a friend.” He reached out for you and as much as you wanted to pull away, you couldn’t.

“You don’t have to lie to spare my feelings.” You sniffled against his chest, hating the way he instantly made you feel safe.

“I’m not. I only wanna do that with you,” he tightened his arms around you, “is that why you’re mad? You think I had sex with her?”

“What the fuck else am I supposed to think?”

“That I only think about you that way and I don’t want anyone else?” He said as if it should’ve been obvious.

You pulled away from him, tears still streaming. “You can’t fucking be real. No one is like this.”

“I am.” He flashed your favorite big goofy grin.

You had so much more to say, but none of it mattered. You grabbed his face and pulled him down into a kiss, pouring everything you had into that moment. His arms immediately snaked around you as he hoisted you up against his chest.

“You guys are disgusting,” Kyla said as she passed by to go to the kitchen.

“You said we were cute,” Goku called back.

“That was a goddamn secret, Goku, what the fuck?!” She shouted back. He pulled you into the house and closed the door.

“Sorry,” he laughed and pulled you into his lap on the couch.

“Whatever. Is the bitch staying for dinner because I’m not cooking for her.”

You were still trying to wrap your head around what was happening. Kyla seemed so at home in Goku’s house but you also knew he wasn’t lying to you.

“Just make a lot in case Yamcha comes over,” he replied before pulling you into a heated kiss.

“Yamcha?” You pulled away from his lips.

“Yeah, they’re kind of a thing now.” He shrugged and nuzzled against your neck.

“What the fuck? How long was I gone?” You felt like you’d missed a lifetime of information.

“Too long.” Goku held you closer, shifting beneath you so you could feel just how badly he’d missed you.

“Goku-” you felt odd having his dick rubbing against your ass with Kyla in the next room.

“Maybe we shouldn’t right now?” You said in a low voice.

“Yeah, I really don’t give a fuck. Do whatever you want, that’s kinda your thing, isn’t it?” Kyla shot back from the kitchen.

“Is she like this when I’m not here?” You asked loud enough for her to hear.

“Maybe you should leave and find out?” She yelled.

“Would it be better to go to my house?” You asked Goku, running your fingers along his jaw.

“Not at all, let’s go to my room.” He held you close and lifted you up with him when he stood.

“We’ll be upstairs for a while, Kyla, just leave the leftovers out for us,” Goku said as he carried you towards the stairs.

“I’ll leave them out for you, not her.”

“Bitch.” You grumbled.

“Slut.” She called out.

You opened your mouth to yell back but Goku silenced you with a kiss. He continued up the stairs and towards his room. You wrapped your arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.

He kicked his door closed behind him and lowered you to your feet.

“I missed you so much,” you said, pulling him into another kiss.

“I missed you too. I’ve needed you so bad,” he whined, pulling at your clothes.

“Why didn’t you come see me?” You asked between heated kisses.

“Thought you wanted to be alone.” He answered and trailed his lips down your neck.

He continued to paw at your clothes, trying to get you naked as soon as possible.

“Lay down for me,” you whispered against his lips.

He pushed his sweats down and let them pool at his feet before he stepped out of them and spread out on the bed.

“Tell me how much you need me,” you said softly.

He kept his eyes glued to you while you finished taking your clothes off.

“I need you now, please don’t make me wait anymore.”

You let your clothes drop to the floor while your eyes roamed up and down his perfectly sculpted body. His cock was already hard and it was difficult not to jump on him.

"Tell me how much you missed me.” You placed one knee on the bed beside him.

“I missed you a lot. I couldn’t stop thinking about you and… I-I made myself come to the thought of you.”

You were losing the battle to restrain yourself but all you needed was a little more confirmation that he was still 100% yours.

“When was the last time you made yourself come thinking of me?” You crawled on top of him, seconds from losing control.

“When I showered. Right before you got here,” he openly admitted.

“And how many times have you done it today?” You ran your fingertips down his chest, desperate to feel him.

“Three times before the shower.” He said, running his hands up your thighs.

“My needy little saiyan,” you cooed. A faint whimper escaped his lips and he pulled you down.

“No one has ever made me feel as wanted as you do,” you whispered as you leaned closer to kiss him.

“I do want you. All the time. Really badly.” He spoke against your lips, his hands moving down to squeeze your ass.

“You could have anyone you wanted, you know that? Someone better than me. That ChiChi woman sounded perfect for you.” You remembered when he first mentioned her, you didn’t have a second thought, but now just the image of someone else touching him was almost unbearable.

“ChiChi is great but I haven’t heard from her in a while,” he revealed. You weren’t sure if that was comforting or worrying. Maybe she was going to show back up and you would lose Goku even though he was never yours to begin with.

“About what happened… with Vegeta. Are you okay with all of that?” You asked.

“It was kind of fun, but I didn’t like this.” He touched one of the faint marks on your neck, presumably one of Vegeta’s.

“You don’t like the marks?" 

"I don’t like his marks.” He corrected you, further claiming his possession of you.

“You could’ve said no to all of that. If you weren’t comfortable with it.” You caressed his cheek and suddenly felt another wave of guilt over the position you put him in with Vegeta. The guilt coming at you from all directions was slowly eating away at you.

“I wasn’t uncomfortable. I could see that you wanted it and I want to make you happy.”

“You’re too good for me.” You cupped his face, brushing your thumb along his jaw.

“You deserve better.” He replied.

“No, I really don’t. I’ve been such a piece of trash lately, I can’t even look at myself in the mirror.” The shame and guilt were becoming overwhelming.

“Why?” He asked, pulling you to his chest.

“I would say it’s because of the trouble I caused with Vegeta and that is definitely part of the reason, but the fact that I thoroughly enjoyed knowing that he wanted me that much makes me feel like a horrible person.”

Goku rubbed your back and remained silent while you got your feelings about the situation out.

“And fucking him while he was in a relationship? Pure garbage.” You were hating yourself more, especially knowing Kyla had been put out because of you.

“But all of that is nothing compared to everything I’ve done to you, Goku.” You felt the heaviness in your chest growing.

“I finally know what you mean when you say Kyla is a lot to handle,” he laughed, trying to lighten the mood.

“I completely lost it when I thought you were fucking her. But it was also very eye opening,” you sighed. There was absolutely no love lost between you and Kyla but her attitude towards you was justified, as hard as that was to admit to yourself.

“I really do only want you,” he said softly.

“You shouldn’t.” You shook your head.

You should’ve let him go, avoided ever seeing him again and letting him move on from you, but you just couldn’t.

“But I do.” He pulled you into a soft kiss, holding you against his chest with his hands moving down to your waist.

“Why?”

“Because you make me happy,” he said before kissing you again. It was the simplistic answer you expected from him. It wasn’t complicated or awkward, it was straightforward and appreciated because there wasn’t a second of hesitation.

“I’m sorry for hurting you.”

“You don’t have to apologize. I’m fine. I’m sorry for trying to make you mine when you wanted someone else.” He kissed you again, enjoying the softness of your lips. 

“I’m not sure I know what I want anymore.” You admitted.

“Is it bad that I hope it’s me?” He asked with an adorable smile.

“Not at all.” You cupped his face and kissed him. It amazed you that someone like Goku even existed. You didn’t feel deserving of having someone like him in your life.

“Can we fuck now?” He asked.

“Such a needy saiyan.” You smiled, scooting back enough to feel his cock against your ass.

“I’ve missed you a lot so I don’t know if I can be soft.” He explained, gripping your hips.

“That’s okay, take what you need,” you said with a smile to reassure him.

You reached down and gripped his cock, moving the tip up and down your cunt to gather a little wetness.

You finally let the tip of his cock slide into you, both of you groaning like it was the first time. It had been too long.

“Fuck, Goku. Has your cock gotten bigger?” You eased down onto him more.

“I don’t think so,” he said, face scrunched up while he thought more about it.

You kept lowering yourself until he was all the way inside of you. “You feel so fucking good.”

Goku kept his eyes on you, his hands slowly sliding up and down your sides. 

“I’ve missed you so much.” You moaned.

“Want me to turn ultra instinct?” He asked.

“Not yet, I just need you like this for a while.” You rested your hands on his chest and moved a little faster.

“But you love ultra instinct, I don’t mind,” he offered.

“Yes, that’s true, but I also love… ” you trailed off, realizing exactly what you were about to say.

“Your base form is just as amazing,” you corrected.

Goku cocked his head to the side, a little confused, “I didn’t think you liked it as much.”

You moved slower and leaned down against his chest, “I’m starting to prefer it.” You kissed him softly and continued to circle your hips.

His hands moved down your back to cup your ass while you kissed him. He was being so gentle until you clenched around his cock. He abruptly flipped over, putting you on your back.

He looked at you with that adorable needy face and you were powerless against it. Saying no wasn’t even an option.

“Fuck me, Goku.”

You didn’t have to say it again as he eased out of you and slammed back in. The snap of his hips made you moan and clench around his cock again. He was still holding back and you wanted him to let go.

“Harder. I can take it.” You reassured him.

He began thrusting a little harder each time. You couldn’t stop the moans that came out. Having him inside of you again was the best feeling.

“I really hope I get to breed you one day,” he grunted before slamming into you again.

“I want you to… just not right now.” You admitted in the middle of pure bliss.

Your words seemed to strike something within him as he fucked you a little harder. He pushed his cock deeper with each thrust, short pants against your neck.

Taking you by surprise, Goku came first, as if he completely lost control. He groaned against your neck as his cum filled you.

“Fuck, Goku,” you panted. Knowing he couldn’t keep himself from coming turned you on even more.

“S-Sorry. I just missed you too much I guess.” He kept his cock inside of you until he was finished.

“It’s okay. I know you’ll be good to go again soon.” You smiled.

“Let me fix it.” He pulled out of you and slid down your body until his face was directly in line with your pussy.

“You don’t have to do-”

The words were cut short when his tongue slid up your cunt. He didn’t care that his cum was dripping out of you, he just wanted to make sure you were satisfied.

“Shit,” you gasped when his tongue moved faster.

He had you clutching the sheets in no time as he devoured you. His tongue moved quickly and you couldn’t hold back the barrage of moans that slipped through.

“G-Goku… fuck… don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop…” You screamed and came hard within a few more swipes of his tongue.

He cleaned you up with slow laps of his tongue while you recovered from your overwhelming orgasm.

“Fuck… that was… fuck,” you laughed, unable to form whole sentences.

He kissed his way up your body and settled next to you on the bed.

You turned to face him, both of your chests heaving as you both struggled to regain control over your breathing.

“You really are amazing.” You finally spoke, breaking the silence.

His cheeks flushed and he laughed, “you’re amazing too.”

You scooted up close and kissed him, desperate for all of the affection he was willing to give.

“Hey, fuckers, dinner is done. Come stuff your faces so I don’t have to hear you fuck,” Kyla said from outside the door.

“Does she have to be so rude?” You asked him.

“She’s not so bad if you can get past that part.” He shrugged and jumped out of the bed.

He helped you get dressed quickly, obviously excited about the food.

“I have my doubts, Goku. Especially because you don’t even dislike the people that have tried to kill you.”

“I think everyone deserves another chance.” He shrugged and smacked your ass.

Yamcha was lounging on the couch looking completely at home when you emerged from the stairs.

“Look who it is. Thought one of you was dying up there.” He chided.

“That’s what an orgasm sounds like, not that you’d know.” You rolled your eyes and followed Goku into the kitchen.

“Harsh but I can appreciate a good burn,” Yamcha said.

“I already made you a plate, Goku.” Kyla pointed to the mountain of food on a plate next to the stove. You couldn’t help but notice she didn’t even put an empty plate out for you.

“Wanna eat off my plate?” Goku asked, licking his lips as he eyed the food.

“We’ve tried that before, it didn’t work out too well, remember?”

“Oh, yeah. Guess I don’t like sharing food.” He laughed.

He almost took off one of your fingers last time and you weren’t keen on having it happen again.

“I’ll get my own plate.” You shuffled through the cabinets until you found the plates, Kyla offering nothing as she watched you.

You were hoping to retreat back upstairs but Goku was too distracted by his food as he sat down at the table. You pulled out the chair next to him. Having dinner with Kyla and Yamcha was not something you ever thought would happen.

About halfway through dinner, you dropped your fork, turning your attention to Kyla. “Will you ever stop glaring at me? Seriously, hate me all you want, I don’t care, but stop looking at me like that.”

“Maybe I’ll stop when you stop being such a slut.” She shot back.

“Seriously?” You weren’t exactly surprised but it was annoying.

“Vegeta told me everything. You couldn’t wait until we broke up?" 

You wanted to tell her he made the first move, but it didn’t matter.

"You know what, Kyla,” you thought about everything and the guilt you felt, “I’m… I’m sorry. I truly am.”

“Sorry doesn’t mean shit, you made the choice, now you live with my hatred,” she shot back.

Goku and Yamcha remained silent, focused solely on their plates to avoid getting pulled in.

“That’s fine. I hate you too for everything you did to twist and manipulate my best friend.” You were stirring the pot but being open about everything felt great at the time.

“I didn’t know that meant you could go around spreading your legs for every man you felt bad for.” She sneered.

Goku glanced at you with a mouthful of food, clearly questioning your motives with him.

“Unlike you, I’m not into pity fucks,” you said, glancing in Yamcha’s direction.

“What the hell did I ever do to you?” Yamcha exclaimed with a mouthful of food.

“Do you really want me to talk about the shit you pulled at Bulma’s party just so you could get her to fuck you again?”

“If we’re telling secrets then why don’t I tell Kyla the real reason you were fucking Goku?” Yamcha shouted back.

“Guys-” Goku said, mouth full of food and trying to keep the peace.

“It’s not like she doesn’t already know by now.”

“No, enlighten us. Why have you been fucking Goku, especially now that you can have Vegeta?” Kyla said.

“My reasons have changed but that’s none of your business, so back the fuck off,” you said, raising your voice little by little.

“Answer the question, I wanna know,” Goku said, taking you totally by surprise.

“It’s not something I want to discuss in front of them.” You said, trying to get him to wait.

“I think she’s lying.” Kyla added fuel to the fire.

“It’s between us, not you two.” You snapped.

“Something you’re trying to hide?” Yamcha asked. Having the three of them waiting for an answer was panic inducing.

“I’m not trying to hide anything, I just need time to figure shit out.”

Goku leaned closer and spoke low, “I really do wanna know, but I can wait.”

“Don’t let her off that easy. She needs to tell you instead of dragging you along.” Kyla snapped.

“Can you stop being a bitch for like 2 seconds?” You shouted.

“Not until you admit that you’re a selfish slut that doesn’t want anyone else to have them!” Kyla stood, kicking her chair back in the process.

“It’s not like that!” You shouted back, standing up and matching her anger.

“Really? Then what would you call fucking my boyfriend and your fuck buddy at the same time and then having the audacity to be upset at the thought of Goku fucking me?!”

“I had no intention of - ”

“Don’t even fucking say it! You wanted Vegeta so goddamn bad you were willing to mess up his relationship!” Kyla looked seconds from crawling over the table to fight and you were more than ready to defend yourself.

You hated the entire situation but you were fuming. Stooping low was never something you enjoyed, but she was pissing you off.

“Maybe Vegeta wouldn’t have fucked me so easily if he was actually happy with you.”

She glared at you for a split second before launching herself across the table at you. Goku grabbed you and pulled you out of the way before she reached you.

“You never even gave us a fucking chance! You were always there pulling his attention away, asking him to hang out when you knew we had plans,” she screamed while Yamcha held her back.

“So that’s why he was always coming to me frustrated from some bullshit you pulled?” You yelled from behind Goku. He was holding you in place and you were powerless to break free.

“You fucking bitch! He only came to you because you were always feeding him bullshit about me!” She struggled against Yamcha, trying to get to you.

“I didn’t have to feed him shit. He knew what kind of person you were!” You fought to get to her, but Goku held firm.

“Goku, we may need to split them up. I’m not sure how much longer I can hold her.” Yamcha said through gritted teeth as Kyla continued to fight.

Goku pressed his fingers to his forehead and the training field materialized around you.

“Goku, I love you but if you don’t take me back there right now I’m going to lose my shit worse than I already am!”

He stared blankly at you for a moment, “um, you love me?" 

Your eyes went wide and you snapped your hand over your mouth quickly, wishing to take back every word that you’d said in the last five seconds.

"Do you?” He asked again, clearly needing some confirmation.

You kept your hand over your mouth to avoid saying anything that might complicate the situation even more.

“It’s okay if you don’t… ” he trailed off. The sadness on his normally happy face was heartbreaking. You already knew the answer to his question.

“I do,” your voice cracked and tears were seconds from falling because everything was so fucked but two things were abundantly clear, you loved him and he deserved better.

He looked as though he was expecting something different to come out and it took him a minute to process what you said.

“You- You do?” It was almost as if he didn’t fully believe it.

“Yes, but… I love you, but you deserve someone so much better than me, Goku.”

“But you’re the best and I don’t want anyone else. Isn’t that enough?” He asked, confused by your back and forth.

“Yes, that’s enough but… ” you struggled to find the words to explain your hesitation, “I still have feelings for Vegeta that I need to face.”

“Do you love him the same way you love me?”

You knew the answer, you’d known it for a long time, but it wasn’t that simple to explain.

“I-Its more complex than that.”

Goku thought about your answer before closing the distance between you and pulling you closer, “I love you too. Only you.” His hand brushed against the side of your cheek.

His words made you feel even more like shit, knowing he only wanted you but you weren’t entirely sure you only wanted him.

“Goku, I need you to let me do something and I know it’s not fair to you but I have to figure this out,” your voice trembled, unable to hide the fear that what you were about to say would be the end.

“What is it?” He asked, weary of what he was about to hear.

“I need some time with Vegeta.”

“Oh…” He said as his gaze dropped from yours.

You cupped his face and pulled him back to meet your eyes, “I need to do this so I can be sure. I still love you.” It felt odd saying it out loud like it was nothing.

“Will you come back to me?” The sadness in his eyes was almost unbearable.

“I… I can’t answer that.” Your heart was shattering into a million pieces. Goku never deserved to get hurt or used and the fact that you were the one hurting him was unbearable.

“Okay… do you want me to take you to him?” He asked, barely making eye contact with you.

“Goddammit, Goku. Can you not be fucking perfect please? Make this easier on me.” You began to sob and your legs weakened.

You covered your face as you cried, wondering what you did to deserve him and why you kept hurting him.

“I just want you to be happy.” He said in a small voice.

You sniffled and looked up at him, “aren’t you mad? Don’t you hate me for what I’ve done to you and Vegeta?”

“I love you, how could I hate you? Besides, you were honest with me from the beginning.” He stepped closer and put his arms around you, letting you cry against his chest.

“Why is this so hard? Why am I such a fucking terrible person?” You sobbed into his shirt, letting the full weight of everything fall.

He held you and smoothed his hand down your back, “you’re not terrible. You’re just… uncertain.”

He held you until your tears subsided.

“I’ll take you to Vegeta and whatever happens… I still want you to come see me.”

All you could do was nod and dread the idea of ever just being his friend.

In the blink of an eye, you were at Capsule Corp. If Vegeta wasn’t at the field during the day, he was most likely at the gravity chamber and sure enough, you could see it moving up ahead.

You turned back towards Goku,“Goku, I-” but he was already gone, obviously trying to make things easier for you.

You took a deep breath and headed for the gravity chamber. You knocked on the window and Vegeta’s eyes immediately met yours. He finished off one of the bots and turned the machine off before opening the hatch for you.

“I take it you know about Kyla?”

“Yeah… we just had the mother of all shouting matches at the dinner table,” you said as you stepped into the chamber.

“Dinner table? Why the hell were you and Kyla having dinner together?” He asked, wiping his face with a towel.

“Today has been really fucking weird, let’s leave it at that for now.”

“Fine. What are you doing here then?” He grabbed a water bottle from the table.

“I needed to talk to you, about things." 

"Then talk.” He snapped.

His short tone made you feel small, like he didn’t want to hear a word from you.

“Are you- are you mad at me?”

“Does it matter? Just say what you have to say.” He opened the bottle and began to chug.

“Nevermind, I’m not talking to you when you’re like this.” Your nerves were shredded from everything, the last thing you needed was Vegeta angry at you too.

He immediately tossed the bottle aside and wiped his mouth as he approached you, “you came all the way here and interrupted my training. Say whatever it is you came here to say.”

“I came here to say I still care about you and… and…” you were trying to force the words out but his anger threw you off.

“You still care about me? Did I give you a reason to stop caring?” He snapped, staring a hole through you.

“No, I… Vegeta, please just tell me what’s wrong,” you pleaded.

“What’s wrong?! I’ll tell you what’s wrong. You’re what’s wrong. You force your way into my life and make me care about you, then you fuck Kakarot knowing it would piss me off. And to top it all off, you made me think there was a possibility of more between us.”

“Is that what you think happened?” You raised your voice slightly as anger and hurt took you over completely.

“I know that’s what happened!”

“I fucked Goku because I needed that release. I wanted you so goddamn bad and I knew I couldn’t have you. I wanted more with you and I’m trying to figure out if that’s even a possibility now.”

“And that’s supposed to make me feel better? That you fucked him because you couldn’t tell me about your feelings?”

“We’ve already gone over this, you were with Kyla.” You felt like you were getting nowhere.

“Yes, I was with her but you still could’ve told me!”

“No, I couldn’t! And why didn’t you tell me you had feelings? This goes both ways, Vegeta!” You shouted, growing more irritated by the second.

“I’m a saiyan, we don’t openly admit feelings to everyone we meet!”

“Well Goku sure does!” You shouted and immediately wanted to take it back.

“Imbecile. Kakarot doesn’t know what feelings even are, but if you want him so badly then go be with him.”

You wanted to scream until it hurt to let all of your emotions out. It was like talking to a brick wall.

“Vegeta! I’m standing in front of you asking if you want to give it a chance! What the fuck else do you want from me?”

You expected a barrage of saiyan insults to come spewing out of his mouth, but that’s not what you got at all.

“Do you still have feelings for Kakarot?” He asked calmly.

“I- he-” He wasn’t supposed to know about your love for Goku.

“Don’t deny it. I felt the connection between the two of you the other night.”

“Yes, I do have feelings for him but I’m here talking to you right now. I want to know if this could actually work,” you admitted. Again, he didn’t go off on you.

“And how do you propose we figure that out?”

“I don’t know, talk about it?” You really just wanted one thing from him, to tell you he wanted to be with you.

“If we decide to go through with this, be together, what of your feelings for Kakarot?”

“I can’t just turn the feelings off but… I also don’t want to miss the opportunity I’ve been waiting so long for.”

“You have to make a choice between us.” He moved a little closer to you, bare chest glistening with sweat.

“I need to know if I do this with you, that you’re all in too. That it’ll work out.” You were struggling to stay focused with him so close and half naked.

“You’ll never have that certainty, woman.” He moved closer, almost flush against you.

“But I can’t just-” Before you could finish, he grabbed you and pulled you into a seering kiss.

Your body responded to him immediately. You jumped into his arms and wrapped your legs around his waist. He moved towards the nearest wall until your back was pressed against it, never once breaking the kiss.

One of your favorite Vegeta fantasies was coming true and it was just enough to silence the chaos in your head.

His hands gripped your ass, squeezing it as he continued to kiss you. Soft, gentle kisses quickly turned to desperate, feverish ones. You needed him everywhere right then and couldn’t get enough.

“Vegeta,” you panted, grinding against him.

He groaned and pulled you away from the wall, carrying you to the table a few feet away. He sat you down on the edge and unbuttoned your pants, nearly ripping them off of you. Once he tossed your panties aside, he bent down and hooked his arms beneath your thighs, lifting you up onto his shoulders.

He shoved you back against the nearest wall and proceeded to eat your cunt like he was starving. You wrapped your legs around his neck and grabbed a handful of his hair as you held on. He paused after a moment and narrowed his eyes at you.

“You let Kakarot breed you?!” He said in more of a growl than anything.

“I… yes… I went to see him and- ”

“I don’t want to hear it,” he lifted you off his shoulders and lowered you to the floor.

“Vegeta- ”

He abruptly turned you towards the wall and bent you over.

He gave no warning before shoving his cock into you, stretching you almost painfully. 

“It’s my turn to breed your tight cunt.” He growled against your ear.

“Vegeta-” you tried to turn to look at him but he gripped the back of your neck and pressed you against the wall.

“Fuck,” you moaned as he fucked you hard and fast. His anger brought out an animalistic side you had never seen in him and it was so much hotter than it had any right to be.

“You went to see him first, you let him fuck you, then you had the nerve to come here and ask for a chance? Ridiculous human,” he chided, keeping up his relentless pace.

“Vegeta, please-” you tried to move but his grasp on the back of your neck only tightened as he fucked you against the wall.

“Can’t make a simple decision, begging for one of us to make it for you.” He muttered, slamming into you over and over.

If it didn’t feel so good, you would be yelling at him for being an asshole. It wasn’t a simple decision and having him react like that was only complicating things even more.

“Admit you fucked Kakarot to piss me off,” he growled, slamming into you harder.

“I… I didn’t… ”

“Admit it!” He growled against your ear as he fucked his anger into you.

“It wasn’t like that.” You tried to hold on a little longer.

“The hell it was! There are plenty of worthless humans you could’ve done that with, but you chose him,” he snapped.

Your orgasm was seconds from leaving you a whimpering mess despite fighting it as much as you could.

“He offered!” You screamed.

“You didn’t have to accept! You wanted him, wanted to piss me off!” He gripped your hips harder.

“You’re so fucking frustrating!” You screamed at him just before your orgasm took you over completely.

“I’m frustrating? You’re the one that fucked Kakarot because you were too scared to admit your feelings,” he roared. You clenched hard around him as you came undone but he didn’t slow down, he just fucked you harder to push through.

You felt like he was going to fuck you right through the wall with the amount of force he was using. You continued to ride out your orgasm as he drove into you harder.

“Just tell me… will you end things with him for me?” He said through gritted teeth.

A few seconds passed while you caught your breath.

All you could manage was a very soft “yes.”

[sevenstarsinning]

Um hi hello, i just burned thru Sweat and i cannot even handle the rollercoaster of emotions I felt. Ya’ll are doing Kami’s work.

As much as i love the Prince of All Saiyans, regarding this particular fic: TEAM GOKU FOREVERRRR.✨🟠🐉

Both are wonderful choices... here's a small part to the next chapter:

"I have a plan. It's foolproof." Kyla took the bottle back.

"God, I don't like the sound of that." You waited for her to pass it back to you.

"You're gonna love it. So, I figured your head is in the way and your heart's a pussy, right? so alcohol can give you the courage to pick one of your eligible saiyans and end this nightmare of heartache."

[sevenstarsinning]

Sweat

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Chapter 10

"Did... did you... is he the flying boyfriend?" Kyla asked, eyes wide like a startled baby deer.

"Ummmm... " Your brow furrowed as you brought your phone back up to your face. You could've sworn you texted Vegeta but the proof was right there on your screen. You texted Goku.

"I guess I accidentally chose Goku instead of Veg... Veggie... why the fuck can't I say his name?"

Kyla started laughing, "Geets!"

"Are you okay?" Goku stared at you confused.

You cleared your throat and tried to stand up straight, "I'm just... fine." You burped.

"Drinks! Goku needs drinks! I've never seen him drunk," Kyla said, her words running together.

"I haven't either... drunk Goku," you said with a dreamy look in your eyes.

"I've drank stuff before." Goku argued.

"Yeah, but not aclo... alcloh... drinks!" You shouted and looped your arm around Goku's.

Kyla did the same as you both tried to pull him with you to order drinks.

"You seem sick. Should I take you home?" Goku watched you concerned.

"Not a chance. We're good and we want you to be good too," you said, using him to keep your balance.

"They have this thing... this like.. fruity thing. We had a lot and it's good. Drink that," Kyla said as they approached the bar.

"No! He needs a fishbowl!" You shouted at the bartender.

He fixed the drink and slid it down to Goku in a huge fish bowl. Goku sniffed it before he picked the whole thing up and started chugging it.

"What the fuck?" Kyla watched in horror as you ordered him another.

"Saiyans can handle way more than us," you said before she freaked out.

"Makes sense," she shrugged and watched him down the second.

"One more?" You said to the bartender.

"I'm not having his death on my conscience. I'm cutting him off," the guy said before walking away.

"Fuck... we need another... let's do a bar crawl!" Kyla said, excited by the idea.

Goku's mood seemed to lighten as the alcohol took effect. He followed the two of you down to the next bar and the one after. By the time you made it to the fourth one he was having some trouble standing himself.

"I fuck... I'm fuckin' horny," Kyla said as the three of you left the last bar. The chilly night air felt great on your heated skin.

"Me too," you said, clinging to Goku's arm for support.

"Me... too-three? Me three?" Goku burst out laughing and continued on down the busy downtown street.

Drunk Goku was adorable as he struggled to walk with the two of you hanging off of him.

"Where's fucking Yamcha?" Kyla sighed.

"Probably asleep... it's like- late, early?" You stumbled but Goku was able to keep you from falling.

"Can you do the thing with the fingers and the forehead?" You asked, drawing a blank on the words you needed to fast travel.

"The fingers and... is this some weird sex thing?" Kyla asked.

"You like when I use my fingers." Goku blurted out, his filter completely gone.

Kyla looked over at you then to him, "please do the finger thing!" 

"Not that! Make us- um... put us somewhere else." You were having the hardest time thinking of the words, especially with Goku's fingers on your mind.

"Like on your knees?" Kyla asked with a Cheshire cat grin.

"She likes that too," Goku said, still trudging forward.

"I- can we not- "

"I can use my fingers if you need it," he offered unexpectedly.

"Fuck. I think I need it." Kyla said with a sigh.

You cupped Goku's face and pulled him down to eye level, "focus. No sex stuff, use your fingers- fuck, use your forehead thing and take us somewhere else."

"But I miss it," he pouted.

"Goku, focus! Fingers, forehead... the fucking... INSTANT TRANSMISSION!" You shouted in his face.

"Ju..just like that?" He pressed his fingers to his forehead and shouted just as you had.

"But where-" 

Before Kyla could ask, Goku had grabbed you both and your surroundings changed instantly. 

"Goku?" You glanced around to see Master Roshi's house.

"I took us somewhere else." He shrugged.

"New place." Kyla demanded as she saw Roshi glancing out the window.

The second time Kyla shouted with Goku before the three of you disappeared and materialized in front of Piccolo meditating on a cliff in the middle of nowhere.

"Oh, hello big green dude I wanna climb," Kyla said, winking at a very confused looking Piccolo.

"Goku? What are you doing here?" Piccolo looked completely confused.

"Fingers." He answered and pressed his fingers to his head again.

The next time your surroundings changed, it was familiar. Home.

"Okay, no more. I'm sick." You dropped down to the ground, needing to be still for a moment.

Goku sat down next to you and Kyla sat next to him.

"This Earth ball is spinning faster," Kyla said, leaning against Goku.

"I feel happy again," Goku said, draping an arm over each of you.

"Me too, dude. It feels good to not give a shit for a while," Kyla replied.

You remained quiet, focusing all of your energy on not getting sick.

"You okay?" Goku asked when he noticed you barely talking.

"Too much drinks." You felt like your stomach was inside out.

Goku rested his hand on your lower back and smoothed it up and down lightly.

"It's good to see you smile and laugh again," you said, glancing up at him.

"Hard not to when you're around." He smiled and kissed the side of your head.

It was so easy to fall back into old habits with him and that's what scared you. You laid back in the grass and let the coolness envelope you. Goku laid back beside you, his hand grabbed yours and laced your fingers with his. 

"Shit, we laying down now?" She said as she fell back on the ground.

"Thanks for tonight... it was definitely needed," you said as your eyelids grew heavy.

"Yeah, it was," Kyla said in a sleepy voice.

Goku squeezed your hand and pulled you against him while Kyla scooted up close to rest under his arm.

"You've got to be kidding me." A loud, gruff voice shook you from your alcohol induced sleep.

You groaned as you opened your eyes slowly to see Vegeta standing over you. When you moved you realized you weren't alone. Your head was resting on Goku's chest and Kyla was tucked up against his other side.

"What the... " you groaned and slowly started to move. A hangover made you queasy when you sat up too fast.

"The fuck... " Kyla said, stirring on Goku's other side while he snored between the two of you.

You squinted as you looked up at the brightness of the sun blinding you.

"I feel like shit,” you muttered.

"Why are the three of you asleep on the lawn?" Vegeta asked, his voice too loud.

"Did we fuck?" Kyla asked, rubbing her eyes.

"I... no? Fuck, did we?" You glanced at Goku. He was still fully clothed but that didn't mean it couldn't have happened somewhere else.

"Goku?" You shook him.

He groaned and rolled over, wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzling against you. You glanced up at Vegeta who held a full scowl as he glared at you all.

"Goku, wake up." You shook him harder and he finally came to.

"Fingers... " he mumbled, further angering Vegeta.

"What the hell happened?" Vegeta shouted. The three of you recoiled, covering your ears.

"Fuck, Vegeta... too goddamn loud," Kyla said with a look of pure disdain towards her ex.

"One of you explain what the hell happened last night," Vegeta ordered, arms crossed while he waited.

Goku sat up groggy, rubbing his head, "drinks and fingering?"

"Goku, you're not helping." Kyla said.

"We had a few drinks then Goku did his fin- instant thing and brought us here. We must have passed out,” you explained, hoping to quell some of his anger.

"And why did you go out with the two of them?" He scowled.

"I didn't. I ran into Kyla at a café yesterday, we got drunk, and I texted- "

"I texted Goku to come get us," Kyla interrupted, saving you from more questions.

"But-" Goku opened his mouth.

"And then we roped him into drinking too." Kyla nudged him.

"I didn't plan any of this if that's what you're thinking." You stared up at him.

"You just happened to run into them out in public? Don't be ridiculous," Vegeta snapped.

"It's what happened. I'm not going to fight with you right now," you said, burying your face in your hands.

"Hey, big guy, think you can fly me home? I think they need some privacy." Kyla asked Goku.

Goku leaned over to you, "you want me to go?"

"Yeah, it's fine. Take her home," you said with a slight smile.

Your heart shattered all over again when his sad face returned. The temporary relief you felt from the previous night was gone and you felt worse than before.

Goku and Kyla stood and took off immediately, leaving you sitting on the ground staring up at Vegeta.

"Are you going to stay out here all day?" He asked.

"Are you going to bitch at me all day?" You looked at him and wished you could take back the conversation from the day before. Then you wouldn't know you were his second choice.

"No, I'm using the gravity chamber," he said in a cold voice to match his scowl.

"So you're leaving again?" You pushed yourself up off the ground.

"Should I stay so we can argue some more?" He snapped.

"No, stay so we can figure this out, you stubborn ass," you spat back. Your anxiety was skyrocketing along with your nausea and all you wanted was for him to hold you and say the two of you would figure it out.

"How do you suggest we do that, woman?"

"By talking like a normal couple instead of yelling and being hurtful." Everything from the night before was boiling to the surface.

"What else is there to discuss? You want the fool and you're pissed off because I didn't initially choose you." 

"If I wanted Goku then I'd fucking be with him. You saw how much he still cares for me, unlike you." It was starting to spiral out of control again.

"The second you heard something you didn't like, you went straight to him!" He shouted.

"I didn't go to him, I went to a fucking restaurant to drink by myself," you yelled back.

"It doesn't matter, you still ended up with him. Have you seen me trying to spend time with Kyla?"

"No, but this is different, I-"

"It's far from different. She was my mate!"

"So what the fuck does that make me?" You felt the tears threaten but you held them back.

When he didn't immediately answer, your heart sank. You knew your relationship with him was still too new to be considered mates despite what happened at Bulma's party. But not having anything to call you somehow hurt more than finding out he wasn't the one to end his relationship with Kyla.

"So, I'm nothing... "

"That's not what I said." He reached for you but you recoiled.

"You didn't say anything,” you shot back and turned to head inside.

"Damn it, woman, stop walking away." He grabbed your arm and pulled you back towards him.

"Tell me this is going to get better, tell me what I mean to you." You stared up at him with pleading eyes.

"You know that's not- I don't talk about feelings," he said, clearly trying to stay calm.

"Well, I kinda need you to because I don't where I stand with you right now and that's really hard." Your voice cracked and the dam finally broke sending tears streaming down your cheeks.

In another uncharacteristic move, Vegeta pulled you into a light hug, his hands remaining fixed on your hips.

"I just- I can't do this alone, Vegeta." You sobbed into his chest.

"This isn't something I know." He seemed to soften.

"I know you're not the type to open up but sometimes, like now, I need you to," you pleaded with him, crying into his shoulder.

"What do you need me to say, exactly?" He kept his softness but you knew there was only a short window of opportunity.

"I need you to say how you really feel about us and our relationship."

"I want to be with you, is that not enough?" He was still struggling.

"It is, but I just- I need to know I'm important to you, that you actually care about me." You clung to him, trying to hold on a little longer.

"Woman, I wouldn't be standing here if I didn't care about you," he said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

You pulled back and ran your hands up his chest and neck to barely cup his cheeks. A move you knew he wasn't used to.

"I'm sorry I walked out."

"Next time stay." He felt so tense beneath your fingertips.

"Will you stay with me today?" You asked, hanging on his next words as if they meant everything.

"Yes, I'll stay today," he relented.

You were so overcome with happiness that you jumped into his arms.

He caught you and let out a soft sigh as his arms squeezed you against his body.

"Thank you." You nuzzled against his cheek and kissed him.

"You humans and your affection," he said with a hint of a smirk on his lips.

You went inside and he immediately grabbed you, backing you towards the wall.

"Since you talked me out of training I have to find other ways to get a workout."

"I'm more than happy to help you burn some calories." You grabbed his armor and pulled him flush against you.

"Good, I plan on getting a full workout in." He captured your lips with his.

He was a little softer than usual and you hoped it would last for a while.

His hands slid down your sides and grabbed the hem of your shirt, lifting it over your head.

"I missed you," you murmured while he kissed down your chest.

"You should've come inside last night,” he chided as he kissed his way down to your breasts.

"Would you have let me?" 

"Of course. I would've claimed you while your friends slept on the lawn."

The thought of rough make up sex with Vegeta sounded so good you wished you would've gone inside the night before.

"You can claim me now."

He let out a soft growl, "I won't be gentle." 

"I'm okay with that." You wanted him to be rough, you felt like you needed it.

"It'll be worse than the day in the gravity chamber," he warned. Your panties were soaked in an instant. More intense than the day in the gravity chamber was going to leave you completely exhausted.

"Wear me out,” you said with a slight grin.

Vegeta ripped the rest of your clothing off with ease, effectively making you even wetter at the fact.

He knelt down, put each leg over his shoulders, and stood back up with ease.

With your back pressed against the wall and his head between your thighs, you grabbed his hair and hung on as much as you could as he devoured your pussy.

He pressed his face against your cunt as his tongue swirled around your clit. Vegeta definitely knew what he was doing when it came to eating you out as he left you breathless within seconds.

"Fuck..." you tightened your grip on his hair.

He was focused fully on you and it felt like his way of telling you how he felt without actually saying it.

"Vegeta... " you panted and your thighs began to tremble.

He didn't slow down or stop, your whimpers only drove him further. His hands dug into your thighs almost painfully until you finally came, screaming for him.

He lapped at your pussy, licking up as much of your cum as he could before lowering you to the floor. It took a moment to regain your equilibrium as you came down from your intense orgasm.

"Fuck, Vegeta," you panted.

"Don't thank me yet, I'm not done with you." He grabbed you and pulled you with him upstairs.

You could do nothing but follow as your legs still felt wobbly. He entered the bedroom and shoved you down on the bed before he climbed up your body in a predatory manner.

To your surprise, he hooked his arms around your thighs and went right back to eating you out again, even more intensely than before.

"Vegeta!" You shouted, clutching the sheets beneath you.

"Scream for me, woman." He growled against your cunt.

You bucked your hips and tried to squeeze your thighs together but he forced them back open. He was determined to drive you insane with each swipe of his tongue and you were more than happy to take the torture.

"Ve...  Veg," you panted, unable to form full words with him licking and sucking at your clit.

"Scream for me," he repeated a little louder.

He shoved two fingers into your soaked cunt, making you scream.

"Vegeta! Fuck, don't stop!" You clutched the sheets beneath you as you came, moaning loudly for anyone near the house to hear.

He settled on top of you and didn't waste a second shoving his pants down and slamming his cock into you. You were still recovering from the previous orgasm when his cock hit deep within your cunt despite your clenching.

He stilled and it felt like all of the tension in his body faded as he looked down at you, chin still glistening from going down on you.

Vegeta thrust into you hard, his cock slamming into you and making you gasp with each harsh thrust. He was rougher with you, determined to claim you or break you, whichever came first and you were honestly good with either.

He leaned down, grunting in your ear as he kissed and nipped at your neck. You winced when his fangs sunk into your skin but an overwhelming sense of excitement filled you immediately following the bite. His tongue lapped over the two small puncture wounds and when he lifted, you pulled him right back down into a heated kiss.

You could taste the metallic tinge of your blood on his tongue as he kissed you and continued to fuck you. He was relentless with his pace and didn't slow down for a second.

"You bit me there?" You asked between heated kisses.

"Yeah, problem?" He grunted, fucking you just as hard.

"I... just... isn't that... symbolic for saiyans?" It was a struggle to speak with him fucking you harder than ever before.

"Yes,” he answered, but gave nothing more.

You opened your mouth to say something but he shoved his fingers into your mouth before you could. He continued to fuck you roughly as his hands dug into the softness of your thighs.

"Come," Vegeta commanded once you were showing signs of fatigue. He was trying to fuck you to sleep and you couldn't help but wonder if it was because he didn't want you asking more questions or because he wanted you to rest. You zoned out just enough to remember how great it felt to be around Goku and surprisingly, Kyla, the night before. The heaviness you had felt since choosing Vegeta had lifted.

He snapped his hips against you as a reminder which was enough to push you over the edge. You clung to him as he continued to drive into you, your orgasm rolling through your body as you cried out for him.

He kept up the pace through your release until he finally let go, coming deep within you. By the time he pulled out and rested on the bed next to you, the room went dark and you drifted off to sleep.

Your eyes slowly opened sometime later. You had no idea how long you were out, only that the sun was setting and you were alone. You crawled out of bed and wrapped yourself in a blanket as you walked down the hallway towards the living room expecting to see Vegeta there, but he wasn't.

It dawned on you that this may be your norm, waking up alone and without the comfort or warm embrace you needed. Kyla's words echoed through your mind as you stood in the emptiness of your home.

As the silence ate away at you, tears began to form. Vegeta said he wouldn't train but he left anyway. You knew that was what he went to do. He rarely left for any other reason.

Like a switch flipping inside of you, your sadness turned to anger. If he was going to leave all the time, you weren't going to sit around and wait for him.

You marched to your bedroom and grabbed your phone from the bedside table. Swiping through your contacts, you came to the name you were looking for. Kyla.

"I know last night was probably a one time thing but do you want to go get a few drinks with me?" You sent the message and waited.