Author Notes: One note about the Son family house. Screw you, they have a bathroom in the master bedroom. I am not playing this game of trying to figure out how all that works. That is all. Carry on.

Pairing: Goku x Chi-Chi

Words: 3,661

Prompt #18: Love

Warning: Rating changed. Sexual content.

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"Love? What's that?" - Goku

"I'll show you." - Chi-Chi

[Dragon Ball Episode 137]

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Planning their sexual activity had never been something they did. Goku was too reactive. He lived in the moment and took each day one step at a time. Oh, Chi-Chi made rules for him to follow both in and out of the bedroom, especially once Gohan was born. Always check on the kid first so he wouldn't overhear or accidentally see something he shouldn't, which meant no more sex outside the bedroom, much to Goku's slight disappointment. She giggled behind her hand at the image. The new rule had led to more instances of him picking her up and carrying her to their room, which she enjoyed thoroughly.

Of course there was the rule about too much public affection. Mostly to do with kissing in public, especially since his kisses could so easily lead to more. Oh, she let him get away with cute little pecks, but anything more than that was reserved for the two of them.

She liked keeping things personal. Between them. Having something that he did with her and only her out of view of anyone else. It made the little moments of affection more special, more meaningful. To her, at least.

Goku learned how to read her, too. When it came to knowing or understanding other people, he was a lost cause. But her…

Chi-Chi smiled as she stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. If someone had told her younger self that her husband would one day pick out lingerie for her, she would have laughed. Goku? Interested in something like that? No, he was too innocent for that; marital sex with him would be sweet and vanilla because he simply had never been exposed to anything else and his mind didn't wander.

Seeing his face when she'd explained the purpose of lingerie had completely reversed her previous expectations. Maybe she should have dabbled in buying sexy clothing earlier. Goku just hadn't seemed the type to care so much about the looks or the dress. Thinking back on it, he hadn't given a second glance to the models on the posters and ads. It wasn't until she was brought into the equation that he showed any reaction at all.

If that didn't hammer in the point that he loved her, that she was special to him, then nothing would.

Chi-Chi ran a hand down the black lacy babydoll piece, remembering Goku's near constant blush in the store as she held up different selections, letting him imagine each one as if she were wearing it so he could make his choice. She'd never seen him so quiet, either. Getting Gohan from the bookstore, driving all the way home, spending dinner without a word, staring at her, all but begging her to hurry up to get ready for bed so they could enact whatever fantasies she'd accidentally turned on.

Really. It was one of the first times since their wedding night where she had no idea what to expect from him. Maybe that was why she was hesitating in front of the bathroom mirror. So many emotions pooled in her stomach, besides the obvious. She was one part thrilled, one part worried.

Ever since Goku had returned from space, his sexual libido had sky-rocketed. He was still sweet and gentle of course, but more often than not he dove for the chance to feel her all over again instead of rolling over in bed to sleep. Not that she was complaining. She'd been aching for him ever since that fateful trip to Master Roshi's. And she had him, all of him, as he had her.

Taking a deep breath to prepare herself, Chi-Chi lifted her hands to the ties in her hair. One last thing. He loved it when her hair was down, even if he never said as much. She could tell by the way he always stared, by the way his hands would brush her hair back from her shoulders…

Well. Enough day dreaming. It was time to step out and see what his reaction would be.

Opening the door to her own bedroom had never been so nerve-racking. Feeling her heart pounding in her chest, Chi-Chi stepped passed the threshold and closed the door behind her, hovering with her hand still on the knob. She felt like a young newlywed all over again, having to face that same fear her virgin self had experienced, constantly reminding herself that this was Goku, her husband.

"Oh," his breathy whisper traveled all the way across the room. "Wow."

Slowly, she looked up, letting her hair slide across her face to reveal him to her vision. Goku stood near their bed, his arms crossed, his stance one of barely held restraint as he turned to look at her. He was wearing nothing but his boxers, only because she had requested he not start the evening already bare.

She raised her eyes, scoping out his beautifully sculpted chest, lingering a little on his slightly parted lips, meeting his return gaze, and then quickly turning her head away. She could feel her face heat and she could hear his footsteps as he glided across the room. But she couldn't get the sight of his eyes out of her mind. The fire of lust, so deep, so primal, more poignant than she ever remembered seeing.

"Chi-Chi," he said, his voice in that lower range that sent pleasurable shivers down her body. "I know I probably don't say it enough, but you're beautiful."

A hand was on her cheek, a thumb under her chin, turning her head to face him. Their eyes met. He smiled. She slowly smiled back, feeling the love in her heart relaxing the senseless worry in her mind.

The explosion of sudden light took them both by complete surprise.

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Goku jumped back as soon as it happened, wide eyes of his own meeting his wife's startled, confused gaze. The golden ki of his Super Saiyan state left a little trail when he sprang back, and he put a hand to his chest to try to calm the rush of energy flowing throughout his entire body. Focus. Breathe. Calm.

He was like a wire that had been snapped. His heart pounded. His blood pumped, heating his veins, especially the area down below. Staring back at her meant seeing her with his enhanced vision, noting every curve, every enticing shadow hiding underneath her new see-through lingerie. He gulped and tried to breathe, having lost the urge to inhale simply at the expression in her eyes. And the smell – sweet yet earthy, her more natural scents pulsing through the room and filling him with even more mad desire. She transformed him.

Quite literally this time.

When he managed to collect himself enough, he closed his eyes as he sighed and felt the ki slowly slip away from him. His hair relaxed atop his head into its normal state and color. The light in the room faded back to how it was before, and his heightened senses went with it – both a blessing and curse, as he longed for the deeper awareness of her like never before now. The glow hitting his eyelids died and he opened his eyes to roam her body once more, forcing himself to concentrate and keep the excitement down.

The way she had gazed at him had just been so…

"Goku," she said once he returned to normal. "What was that?"

He took a breath, put a hand behind his head, and laughed. "Sorry about that, Chi-Chi. I should have more control. I didn't really expect to get excited enough to transform."

"Transform?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "We call it a Super Saiyan. It's – uh – remember when I came back last year? When I told you -"

She was already ahead of him. "Something happened to you on Namek. Yeah, I remember. So, this is what happened?"

She wasn't freaking out. In fact, she was so accepting of the strange transformation he was kind of blown away. Walking back to where she stood against the door, Goku smiled and brought his hand to her cheek again, loving the feel of her smooth skin under his fingers.

"Yeah, that's what happened," he said. "I didn't think I could lose control anymore, but it's okay. I know what caused it. It won't happen again, so don't be afraid."

She stood tall, reached out to touch his chest, her eyes daring him to deny her next words. "I'm not afraid."

His heart soared, lighting him up from the inside. He really shouldn't have expected anything less from her. She trusted him wholeheartedly, never doubting, waiting for him for so long and picking up right where they left off. True. Brave. Strong. His.

Just like he was hers.

Leaning over, he tilted her face up and captured her mouth in his, wanting to taste her. His thumb brushed her cheek as he took in her scent, breathed in her flavor. Their lips parted almost simultaneously, and he dove in to play with her, gently pressing his tongue against hers as she responded in kind.

While he kept one hand stroking her face, his other moved to touch the new fabric covering his beautiful wife. Sliding his fingers against the soft but thin garment, he found his way to her hip, letting his hand slip under the article of clothing to touch her bare skin.

Chi-Chi moaned into their kiss, and he reacted with a deep-throated growl as he pulled away for air. Dropping from her face, his other hand mimicked the one before it. Tracing lines down her scantily covered side, he moved the garment to the side without any effort, feeling it flutter as it settled back against his wrists.

Hands that weren't his roamed on his chest and he closed his eyes when she breathed his name. "Goku."

Tongue going to the roof of his mouth, Goku groaned as he waited for her to settle her hands at his shoulders like she always did. Meanwhile he caressed the soft, supple skin around her hips, lowering down to squeeze the cushion of her backside. He was pleasantly surprised to find whatever underwear she was wearing didn't cover the back – and honestly it barely hid much in front for that matter.

Sure, she'd let him choose the outfit, but that didn't mean he remembered all the ins and outs of what he'd decided on in the end. Every piece had seemed so perfect on her in his imagination. This was perfect. She was perfect.

"Chi-Chi," Goku groaned as he slid his eyes open, feeling his erection twitch behind the confines of his shorts when her hazy eyes raised to meet his. "I'm going to lift you against the wall now. Is that okay?"

A smile. A nod. "As long as you're -"

"Gentle," he finished, lips quirking up in his own smile. "Yeah, I know. You don't have to remind me."

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Her back didn't so much hit the wall as it pressed. Save for the lack of soft sheets, she could have been laying against the bed with all the care Goku put into moving her. Her legs hanging in the air was a new experience, so when he closed in she did what her instincts demanded and wrapped them around his waist.

He grunted, murmured her name against her ear, and then proceeded to leave a trail of kisses around her neck and bare shoulders. While her fingers toyed with the short edges and split ends of his wild hair, she murmured his name right back at him. Especially when he found a sensitive spot that sent electrifying shivers running throughout her body. Heat pooled near her stomach and she gasped as his hands finally did more than hold her.

Sliding under the thin, lacy panties, Goku pushed a thumb against her center and she squirmed as her body screamed for more. He only needed one hand to hold her up and between her grip around his waist, his neck, and the wall at her back, he barely needed that much. So he poked, prodded, pressed, and played with her all while she gasped his name, already discovering her breath failing to do much more than pant.

On top of this, his mouth was on the move again, sucking at the skin between her breasts, burying his face in her cleavage. After kissing the top of one breast, his tongue danced around until he caught the lacy bust of her lingerie in his teeth, freeing her nipple to the cold air before feeding it with more attention.

With all the focus on pleasing her, Chi-Chi tried to fight through the haze so she could do more than cling to him. Sometimes in their love making sessions she was able to return the favor, but all too often he had her writhing before she could even hope to think. If she complained later, he would brush her off, too. He'd say how he was happy just making her happy, essentially insisting that her pleasure was his pleasure. Chi-Chi didn't want to seem selfish; she wanted to make him feel good, too, because after all these years he knew her so well and still she had to wonder if he was truly satisfied.

When his movements became more frantic, she knew her chance had come. Whether or not she was in a position to give him physical touches – beyond the light hair pulling she was already engaged in – Chi-Chi knew one of the best things she could do would be to verbally give him permission to get on with the sex. Foreplay was wonderful, but after so much of it she could barely breathe in the haze of such an enveloping heat.

"Goku," she moaned, slowly blinking as he finally relieved some of the ache by rubbing circles with his thumb against her at just the right speed. "Goku, sweetheart..."

"Hm?" He hummed playfully into her skin as if he didn't know exactly what she was trying to say. "Oh, Chi-Chi, think you can keep yourself up by holding onto me? This angle makes it a little hard to get out of my -"

"Yes," she murmured, wanting him to shush and get to it already, aching for more from him, so she locked her arms behind his neck and crossed her ankles behind his back. "Yes, but hurry."

"Hurry, huh?" He teased, giving a little kiss to her cheek before dropping his hold so he could slip out of the one attire of clothing he was wearing. Almost instantly, his hands were back on her hips, warm and tender. "Can I leave you in what you're wearing, though?"

With a blink, she lifted her eyes to see his blush and somewhat sheepish grin. Her heart warmed at the look, at his need to still ask permission for everything, and she gave a nod and a smile in reply. His eyes shimmered, the lust deep and so strong as he shifted her position around to find the angle he needed, pulling her panties to the side to allow for his entrance. And when he did find that angle, his entry was slow and steady, their breathing hitching together at every push closer until finally, finally they were connected completely.

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Once they were together in the deepest sense of the word, Goku took a moment to catch his breath. So much was running through his head, so much running everything else. A deeper part of him had the strangest urge to rip the new clothes off of his wife and devour her without mercy. Every time the same desire and every time it peaked whenever he was inside her, as if this position and this point was the pinnacle of his personal control.

He took a moment to breathe, not just to allow her to adjust to the intrusion, but to allow himself time to pin down those deeper, primal desires. He hadn't understood when he was younger, when they first coupled, but her consistent reminders to be gentle helped him to keep the urges down. Now, he knew why he had that animalistic, insistent want – because he wasn't human to begin with.

But his wife was. Strong for a human but no where near his power. He could break her in a second if he wasn't careful, and she meant way too much for him to dare to lose his focus and concentration in the middle of such a meaningful moment.

Think of her. Touch her. Soft. Gentle. Smooth. Slow. Like glass that could shatter at one wrong move, he held her close. He rubbed her legs, her back, her side, her arms. He cupped her face, letting his fingers thread through her long silky hair. He leaned down as if to kiss her, but buried his nose in her hair instead, breathing in her sweet scent and losing himself in the sensations momentarily.

When her fingers scratched at the back of his own hair, he smirked against her shoulder. Her little silent way of telling him to move, to stop holding them in a state of limbo. Lifting his head, he found her mouth to capture her in a kiss, swallowing the cry she let loose when he began to slide in and out of her. Wouldn't want anyone else to hear her screaming his name, as much as he liked hearing it.

Maybe he was covering up his own sounds, too. Whatever the case, Goku held Chi-Chi against him as his pace picked up. First slow and soft. Almost unbearable as he groaned to match his wife's whispered moaning. But then faster, bit by bit. And deeper without being rough. Skin slapped against skin, the sound mingling with their pants, groans, and cut off cries.

Goku kept his eyes open, watching her, feeling his blood sing at the way she tried to rock back to meet him, at the way her eyes fluttered and her lips mouthed his name, silently or not. Although he couldn't kiss her the entire time, he licked his lips and was prepared for any sign that she might scream. There was always a little tremor in her body before she did, as well as the jerking movement of her head crashing against the wall.

Thankfully she only did that once, because after the first hard knock he made sure to put a hand behind her to hold her relatively still. He didn't want to hurt her – or for her to hurt herself in the throes of passion. Besides that, he admired the way she looked in the lingerie. Its laced trim fluttered at each motion, tantalizing in the way it rose and fell against her skin. He still didn't understand why something so simplistic would affect him so, but he wasn't going to argue. Not if she liked it, too.

With sweat running down their bodies and their whispers to each other growing hoarse, it was only a matter of time until...and the moment Goku thought about a climax, Chi-Chi clenched around him, pausing everything else. Her voice jumped an octave or two as she squeaked out his name one last time and then dropped into his gentle embrace with a falling sigh. Taking her exhausted state into account, he followed behind as quickly as he could without hurting her, humming into her hair and rubbing her back as the high faded around them ever so slowly.

For a few minutes, they sat in each other's embrace, catching their breath. Sitting there together, enjoying the feel of it. Enjoying the smell, the sounds. Hushed pants falling against bare skin. Now was the moment to cuddle close and hum as he lost himself in all the reasons why he loved her. Being so close, being connected in such a way, without needing motion or words. Just each other and nothing more.

Eventually, Goku pulled away from the wall, still cradling Chi-Chi against him, still inside her even as he hovered over to the bed. Her legs unlocked from around his waist and he grimaced slightly as he pulled out and laid her down on the bed.

Looking down at her, Goku chuckled. "Babe, you crack me up."

At some point in their resting, Chi-Chi had fallen asleep, but the hum she gave after his comment made him believe she wasn't that far gone. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he reached over to run his fingers through her hair, admiring her in her sleep. And then he realized that he had no idea what to do about her clothes. Normally, if she fell asleep after sex, she was only naked so as long as he covered her up in the bed's blankets, she wasn't mad in the morning. This lingerie stuff, though…

Goku sighed and scratched at his head, yawning before he decided to adjust the clothes so that she was wearing them more properly – fix the part around her breasts and position the odd, but nice-looking underwear. His fingers lingered, gently stroking up her bare thighs, ghosting around the space between, before leaving that alone to slip underneath the thin garment and trace the lines on her stomach, adoring the cute little stretch-marks caused by her pregnancy. Her skin seemed to be glowing in the aftermaths of their love making, and once again he simply sat and admired her.

After a few silent moments spent in adoration over his wife, Goku finally flopped into the bed himself. He pulled the blankets and sheets up over the both of them, curling up next to Chi-Chi to feel her body's warmth. When he left a little kiss on her forehead, he noted the little smile given in return, even though she was fast asleep.

"Yeah," he whispered with a smile of his own. "I love you, too."

Review Responses:

(My anxiety levels are lower now and I'm able to at least respond to you guys! If you have an account, I should have already sent a response. And if not...well...here – thanks to all of you guys for leaving reviews; it's so so so motivating)

hayabusa girl – So sorry I made you wait so long for that update btw; if there had been any way to respond to you before this, I would have, I heard you every time; glad to know you're enjoying it so much though – and still checking back!

Anony – As far as things go in my view, yeah, pretty much. (I mean I consider myself less sheltered / naive than these two and I didn't even really notice / recognize / understand the purpose of lingerie until my friend's bachelorette party when everyone else bought stuff; and this is me two years into my own marriage so I don't think it's too far fetched to think these two innocent love birds, especially Chi-Chi, wouldn't think twice about anything more than what they were already doing; but yeah, she was kinda holding out on him, huh? lol~ Could've at least brought it up once the idea crossed her mind (cause you know it must have once or twice in those first 5 years but then again…)

isha – Yeah, Goku really is the cutest. And one of the sweetest. And just. Ah. I have a bit of a Goku-obsession tho. Lol

-Again, thank you everyone for the reviews and comments; I love interacting most of the time even if it's silly fangirl crazy commentary; I'm planning to do 2 more chapters over in 500 Miles and then I'll come back here; if you like this you can also check out my other GoChi one-shots, my Son Family mini collection (Counting Stars), or my GoChi High School fic. Cheers!-

-Reda

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