A/N: For a matter of reference, this story takes place in the same setting as the story "Butterfly's Importance".

The difference between that and here is that this is more or less noncanonical, so to speak, to that story, and this mainly exists because I like writing Gohan/Harem fics, and the main pairing in Butterfly's Importance is #18/Gohan (even if #18 isn't in the protagonist light during the first several chapters). This is something I'm using as a platform to vent my temptation to write it as a Gohan/Harem thing.

This is much less plot and character focused, and more as a set up for having a lemon story for the sake of having a lemon story (which might strike some as ironic and redundant, given Butterfly's Importance having two lemons in it at the time of this posting, and this chapter just being set up).

If you're sick of me blabbering on, here's the basic context of this: This takes place after an alternate version of the Buu Saga happens, wherein Gohan had trained with his wife #18, Bojack's crew (sans Bojack) and the Z-Fighters for seven years, thereby making the fight much less damaging to Earth.

In the aftermath, Videl is going to visit Gohan, unaware of just what she's about to walk into.

Logically speaking, it should only have been a one-time thing.

That day, after the whole fiasco with some magical wizard person at the Martial Arts Tournament, once the world was saved from total destruction, Videl had gone to Gohan's house with the intent on checking up on him.

Despite this fact however, something had been clearly wrong when she arrived to find the door open, the fields unattended, and everything in general just being quiet.

Shortly after was the sound of a sharp cry, and Videl, shocked at this, froze over, her staring into the dark house before her blankly for several moments.

In that moment, many memories flooded Videl's mind, of the day where she had been first hospitalized, of the savage and sadistic beating her body, especially her legs, had taken to put her to that point.

For but a moment, the lingering sense of a danger that she found did not exist made her freeze in place, unable to move or run to or away.

It was only when a second cry came out that instinct caused Videl began to move, running inside to check that the person in question was safe, mentally preparing herself for a fight if need be.

She followed the sound to a bedroom, Gohan's, and there should have been where she stopped her metaphorical journey.

There was the sound of a low clapping, of a bed creaking under shifting weight, and of muffled moans and cries, not of pain, but of pleasure.

These details made Videl pause, out of both fear for what she'd find if she opened the door and the knowledge that she wanted to be certain before her mind ran to the gutter (or, to better phrase it, lodge itself there).

Instead of letting curiosity get the better of her, she decided to be pragmatic for the sake of privacy.

She closed her eyes, concentrating on the energies behind the door, and she sensed Gohan's quickly, along with what she assumed was no one else or his wife, #18.

She did not question it; she merely turned to walk away with this knowledge, only to pause when she realized something.

All the sounds from before had stopped, now replaced with faint muttering.

"There's someone outside." #18 said quietly. "Could you sense who it is?"

Gohan made a sound saying he'd comply, and Videl, for some strange reason, found that the "logical" course of action was to bolt for the door, all thought of consequence long abandoned.

This, unfortunately, did not stop them from knowing it was her.

By the time Videl had reached outside, sprinting out the door, there was a blur by her side, her looking to where it passed her before looking forward, her stopping dead in her tracks when she saw #18 there, a towel wrapped around her body.

Though surprised, Videl only realized she was as red a tomato then.

"H-Hey, sorry about-about-"

Her eyes took in the information presented before her, of #18 being sweaty and somewhat out of breath, Videl taking in her shapely body a moment too late to tear her eyes away.

"Did you come to see Gohan?" #18 asked, low voice parted by brief and almost imperceptible pants.

"... Yeah." Videl nodded, refusing to look at her.

"Did you see anything?" #18 asked her.

"I didn't." Videl said. "I... Well... I..."

"It's fine if you did." #18 said, and her calm voice made Videl almost look at her again, only to be reminded of her nigh-naked body, snapping her eyes away once again.

"What do you mean?" Videl stammered.

"If you wanted to watch us," #18's voice suddenly carried a note of mischief, something that meshed with a gaze that made Videl feel as though she were the prey to a predator, "or even join in... that'd be fine with us."

Her brief pause for emphasis, and the words the married woman spoke, sent her mind racing a mile a second with incomprehensible thoughts.

No longer caring about modesty, she looked to the android with widened eyes, only to freeze when their eyes met.

She wore sultry sort of smile, gaze so predatory that Videl flushed and instinctively covered her privates, despite her being clothed already.

It took her a moment to realize #18 was expecting an answer, and she looked down.

"You... You're married!" She said, hoping to bring some level of sense into the short interaction they had. Yet in her flustered state, she regrettably did not make as many feasible thoughts as she thought, tone suddenly higher-pitched than was normal, this making her sound like she was questioning #18 rather than refusing her. "To Gohan?! That would... That would be wrong?!"

Videl looked away again, looking down.

"B-Besides," Videl shook her head, calming down somewhat, "my first time, it... it shouldn't be like this. I don't want to share it with a guy who's married."

#18's chuckle carried itself into her ears, and she looked up, finding the blonde had a finger to her lips while still looking at her in the same manner as before.

"Whoever said it'd just be Gohan you'd be doing it with?" She asked coyly.

"...!"

Videl suddenly lost the ability to think coherent thoughts, eyes snapping all around her, as though searching for some type of escape.

Words began flowing freely from her mouth without filter, forming half coherent fragments of what she wanted to say, babbling random thoughts without rhyme o reason.

"Videl!"

It was with Gohan's voice that she found a moment's coherency, and yet, when she looked back at him, running to them, her eyes became glued to the sight of his body, of the tall and impeccably built formation of his abs and pectoral muscles, them somehow defined and lean enough that they didn't cross the horizon for when it became less attractive and more freaky, the sight of Gohan's cute and flustered face causing her to fall silent in her babbling.

He looked apologetic, yet at the sight of #18 smirking behind Videl as he held his baggy gi pants up, he paled as he wondered just what #18 had told the girl, in light of their recent talks.

"Did you hear any of the things she said?" #18 asked her husband.

"No..."

Gohan felt uneasy, as though this was something that shouldn't have happened.

"She said she wouldn't mind it."

With a great fount of speed, #18 was suddenly behind Videl, who tensed as she felt the blonde's firm breasts press against her back, a hand sneaking itself down the girl's stomach slowly, Videl frozen in place, unsure of what to do.

"Why don't you tell him again?" #18's voice, a seductive purr, sent chills down Videl's spine, and she looked to Gohan slowly, face red, before she looked down.

"... I... I do swing both ways..." She muttered softly, unable to look Gohan in the eye. "... And, if you weren't married, then, I'd probably..."

Gohan frowned.

"#18. We should leave her alone."

#18 closed her eyes, and pulled away from Videl without question.

"Alright." She said, and another blur of movement went by Videl, #18 appearing in front of Gohan, hand reaching itself up and trailing over his body, Videl watching her hand for a few moments as it trailed along Gohan's body, feeling along his muscley form. "Still, Gohan and I have had our eyes on you for a little while Videl."

"Huh?"

Videl perked up at this, and out the corner of the android's eyes, there was the same predatory look as before, drinking in Videl's beauty, undressing her unabashedly with her gaze alone.

"If you DO decide to take up our offer, then... we'll be willing."

Gohan looked to #18, then Videl.

"I'm sorry this is what happened Videl." He said, sincerity lucid. "I won't lie, the idea was something I liked, but I didn't think it'd be like this," his voice was filled with a shameful guilt, and Videl slowly felt herself returning to normal, "but I don't want to force that on you. I just..."

"I'm... I'm going." Videl said slowly, taking a few steps back. Faced with such honesty on Gohan's part however, a part of her mind felt obligated to respond in kind about her own feelings. "And... if it really is okay with you... I don't mind doing it."

Gohan's face flickered with surprise.

"Videl..."

"Just don't expect this to be a regular thing." Videl added quickly, crossing her arms, this sense of bravado giving her a moment's footing, her looking up to Gohan, purposefully not making eye-contact with the older and more experienced woman gazing with lusty interest at her. "Okay?"

"Okay." Gohan said with a surprised nod. "But... does that mean you'll do it with us now? We don't really do it every day after all..."

Videl's false stoicism shattered in the face of this question.

"... s-sure." She said after a moment, looking down again. "But... it's my first time. So. Just. Please be gentle with me."

It should've been restricted to that one time, she thought.

It should've been a dabble of experimentation, one that she would not dabble with again.

Logically speaking, it should have only been a one-time thing.

But it wasn't.

As a human, she was not a logical creature to begin with, and nothing was of a greater testament to this than the very fact that she let herself get put into this situation of her own volition.

In the face of the very illogical, yet still VERY real superhuman beings she had sex with that day, logic had no place for her.

All that could exist in those moments were the raw emotions that drove her to this point.

The first day found her losing her sexual virginity to the lustful android and equally endowed and powerful Saiyan, leaving her so riddled in climaxes she practically drenched their bed in sexual fluids.

She huffed and heaved breath as her body glistened with sweat that covered her, #18 laying on top of her and smiling.

"Maybe we overdid it with her." Gohan said to her.

"No." #18 cooed, gently cradling Videl's breasts in her hands. "You underdid it."

"I don't want to hurt her." Gohan said.

"I never said you would." #18 said, smirking to him. "I just know you didn't go all out with her."

He flushed.

"She said to be gentle."

"And then she screamed for more." #18 replied, chuckling at Gohan's ironic naïvete. "Though, I guess you'll have to show her again sometime. It's been a while since I did it with a girl, so we both weren't at our A game today."

"Why are we talking like she isn't here?" Gohan asked her while looking to Videl.

"She's probably too far gone to understand anything at this point. We basically fucked her brains out." #18 said.

Videl gave a faint moan in response, and Gohan looked over her in concern.

"Are you alright Videl?" He asked her, and Videl responded with a single word.

"... More." She breathed out, gazing with reckless abandon to Gohan. "I want more. Give it to me Gohan."

#18 witnessed this and chuckled lowly.

"Did you already forget me?" #18 asked the girl, gently trailing her fingers around her labia as Videl shuddered.

"Don't hold back. I want it. I want everything." Videl said as her legs tensed.

Gohan, in contrast, fell silent.

"... You seem awfully motivated now." #18 mused as she looked to Gohan's rapidly hardening shaft.

His arousal molded itself deep in the recesses of his mind, yet at the sound of a woman begging for him to do it, all sense of restraint was purged in an instant from Gohan's mind.

There was #18's cry of surprise, Videl's squeal of delight, the sensation of his full power being unleashed, and yet as he pulled out all stops to sate the fiery pit of his stomach, there were only the dual cries of two women to alert him of what was happening, the three becoming as animals as he acted with the impulse to breed and impregnate them.

As Gohan had figured, it was too much for the girl, more pleasure than she could comprehend at that moment, and yet in his sex-addled mind, he indulged his lusts without a care as the hours passed them by.

In that space of time, something broke in Videl's psyche that she would later feel she never would regain again.

And yet, in the end, there was such immense satisfaction and pleasure that she didn't care anymore.

Logic told her she would only allow this to happen just once.

Yet reality did away with such vain thinking, with both a mocking lack of effort and an abundance of imperceptible laughter at the futility of logic against such an omnipresent entity.

When Videl would finally begin to leave, she wore a large dopey grin whilst walking away from the house she stood in, and Gohan walked along with her.

"Did you have fun Videl?" Gohan asked her, his trademark awkwardness dissonant from her flighty smile.

"I did." She said, with an almost drunken giggle, her walking with a strange sort of imbalanced step as she went.

It concerned Gohan.

Since meeting the girl, he gained a general sense of how inherently different he was from everyone else.

Yet he, after years of having sex with an android who seemed to be rather normal after he "let himself go", so to speak, this was another reminder of what he was like compared to other normal people.

Was it even possible, even for him, to pleasure someone to the point that they would literally get drunk from the pleasure?

And speaking of drunkeness, Gohan was pretty sure letting Videl fly home in this state was just the recipe of disaster.

He imagined that, after surviving the clusterfuck that he and the others had dubbed the Battle of Magic Rocks (what amounted to the aftermath of Babidi being killed during all the fighting with Buu) that Videl wanted a more dignified reason to die than drunk flying.

And so, he decided to keep to his gentlemanly obligation of escorting her home.

"Let me bring you home." Gohan said, picking her up in a bridal style once she gave him permission, him flying off to her house and setting her down on her bed not long after.

"... You were amazing Gohan." Videl said up to him, and he flushed.

"Uh... Thanks Videl." He chuckled.

"Do you think we could do it again?" Videl asked, and it took Gohan a moment to realize she was referring to then.

"Uh... Sorry Videl." He shook his head. "I don't want to do it too much. I... Overdid it as it was."

"... I want you to." Videl replied, and Gohan flushed.

He looked down in thought.

"Maybe another day." He decided. "Try to rest for now."

"Okaaay." Videl giggled again, turning around.

Gohan looked to the window he'd come in through, sighing, before flying out.

Unbeknownst to him, #18 sat at home with a video chat being active for her.

"I talked to him earlier." She told Zangya, who gave a surprised look. "And we actually did it with another girl today."

"... That's... Pretty fast progress."

She smiled, pulling a strand of hair behind her ear.

"So, since that's the case, why don't you come along for this?" #18 asked, smirking as Zangya flushed.

A/N: I'm still pretty far off from the Buu Saga at the moment in Butterfly's Importance, let alone its end, so I just skipped ahead a lot for some things.

Future chapters will have actual lemons, instead of implied ones like here.