Lelia was sitting in an Indian style on their untidy bed. She viewed with a squint at the ancient book's print in her lap.
Black happened to walk past the room where the door was ajar. The scene he saw before him absolutely caught his breath.
In the middle of their bed, where they had numerous intimacies- sit Lelia. Her long brunette hair tied up in a ponytail. The wooden pencil that she was using to jot down notes was secure in the clasp of her hair. He would never tire of such beauty. He did love her, but why did she love him with all that he had done? Black had never ever said those three words to Lelia. When she would ask him repeatedly, his response was. "You already know the answer."
He acknowledged that Lelia was looking at her colossal spell books, handed down from her ancestors. She would flip the pages filled with incantations. Black watched her as she mouthed out the spells. After he saw the aggravated expression that occupied her face, Black stepped inside the room.
"My Enchantress, are you okay?" Black questioned.
"It just won't work! I have tried everything!" Lelia vexed.
"Tried what?"
"Spells. Even the basic ones- still nothing! The only time something happens is when-"
Immediately, the anger rose in Lelia's body and sparks were thrown out and blasted a nearby tea cup, causing it to shatter into pieces.
"Well, that still works! " Black emphasised, as he went to clean it up.
"What am I doing wrong!?" Lelia challenged, frustrated.
"I don't know, my love." Black spluttered, as he stopped sweeping for a nanosecond. Straight away, he started sweeping back, rapidly.
"Black, you don't have to-" Lelia stated and added the following with confusion. "Wait, did you just say, my love? Usually you call me, My Enchantress."
Black ignored her, which led her to quiz him. "Black?"
"My Enchantress...I-I love you!"
Lelia was shocked, but finally the wait was over; she heard those words.
"Black?"
"Yes?" He answered, nervously.
Lelia placed her palm on his cheek.
"I love you, too!" Lelia whispered, seductively.
Black took the gigantic book off her lap and dropped it down to the floor.
"BLACK!"
He didn't comment back, instead he nibbled the outer skin of her ear. Lelia shuddered from the touch.
Black sat down beside her and traced his stout fingers into her long brown hair. He took the same hand and brushed it against her cheek. Next, he took both hands and lifted her bra and shirt off, followed by her removing the top part of his clothing as well. Black laid her body down on the soft bed. Then, he placed both hands at her hips and pulled away her cotton joggers and panties completely off.
Black stepped up to extract his red slash and the bottoms of his attire. Further action, he went back to the mattress as the bed sank underneath Lelia. Her heart pounded out of her chest from excitement.
Black guided his fingers down her stomach and at her entrance, he tickled her nub. Instantly, her wetness soaked his fingers. Black inserted his member into her hot core, as he entered she moaned in delight.
"Oh my God!"
"That I am!" Black replied, sarcastically and began to move swiftly into Lelia's fervent body.
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Forbidden Sweets
FanfictionThis is a DragonBall Super Goku Black fanfiction story. What would happen if Goku Black came across a powerful good witch. Would she be an interest to him or is she just another boring human? Will romance be between the two? Or will it only be a war...