Dragonball: Unforgotten

Chapter 74

Dragonball: Unforgotten
Chapter Seventy-four

The moment you felt yourself being pulled through the vortex tunnel and pushed through the end, you started to pull back from Gohan. Said teen was having none of that. His mostly free hand went to the back of your neck to keep you close. He quickly moved forward, placing your back up against the wall by your headboard, before pulling you down for another kiss.

"Gohan," the word barely had any air behind it as you pulled back.

"Yeah?" He asked in the same tone.

"Your mom—"

"Don't want to think about her, just you," he cut you off with a heated reply, lips brushing against yours as he talked.

Such an honest remark made your stomach flutter a little bit. Though that also might have had a little to do with the fact that Gohan rolled his hips from underneath you. For a boy who'd never had a girlfriend (before you), he was really good with knowing how to move his body. You supposed in a vague sort of sense that it was probably because, by his own admission, he'd been "studying" to make up for lost time. Was there nothing this boy couldn't learn?

Even though you pulled away from him, Gohan kept peppering your jaw and neck with kisses. His hand moved from the back of your neck, raking his nails all the way down. It felt good. He topped the so quickly when his hand got to your tail that it was unbelievable. He kneaded the base of your spine, lighting up all the nerve endings.

You tilted your head back as you sucked in air. The sound you make was indecent as you began to rock against him again. Gohan quietly moaned as he continued his assault, rocking into you so thoroughly it was a surprise you didn't go through a wall. You skin was hot under his touch.

Without any warning, Gohan stopped massaging your tail. His hands quickly tore all of the seams keeping your shorts on your body. When he pulled his hips back, the fabric fell to the ground. You gasped and shoved at his shoulder for his actions. But what you should have been more worried about was the fact that when he realized you hadn't been wearing underwear beneath the thick fabric of your shorts, he'd quickly dropped his own pants. Given what he was doing before appearing at your side, he hadn't exactly had the time to slip on his own undergarments.

You really didn't have too much time to protest. Just a sound as he swallowed your complaints with his lips. Gohan didn't exactly hesitate but with his lack of experience he did fumble around. You felt his length brushing up against slick skin, slipping between your nether lips as he did his best without looking. Right as he was about to sink into you, you gripped his shoulders.

"Gohan wait."

The ravenous teen before you stilled completely. Well mostly. Even as he stilled he'd already gotten his tip inside of you. And he was trying very, very hard not to ram inside of you regardless of what you said.

"Firsts only happen once," you implored him.

You might have accidentally clenched. Which only brought him torturously slowly inside. Your breath deepened as you felt him from inside. He was slowly sinking into you as your body worked in contrast with your mind.

"I...made you do this."

Gohan's response wasn't verbal. He stared directly at you. And as you were catching your breath, Gohan's hands went around your hips and slammed into you with such force that your whole body shook. You chest bounced in the confines of your sports bra as you gasped out his name.

"Thanks..." he said with a smile, "but you...didn't...make me."

With almost every word he slammed into you. The feeling was different each time as you shifted and writhed against him and the wall. The sound of heavy breathing became your music as Gohan finally figured out a tempo. Which was hard and fast. He rammed into you, gripping at different parts of your back, like a madman. Like this was his only chance he'd ever get and he wanted the memory to be pounded into his and your very soul.

You grasped at him as you felt your body coil up. He hit something inside of you every so often. The force he used to pound upwards into you reverberated through your whole body, stimulating areas he wasn't even touching. And he only seemed to pick up speed and urgency when you gasped out his name. Your thighs started to twitch at the stimulation. The way he was hitting deep inside of you triggered your nerves. It was hard to stand, much less stay wrapped around him.

"Bed, Gohan, bed," you moaned out as you found it impossible to be locked around his waist anymore.

Gohan turned you around so quickly that you were pretty sure you and he left an after image. All the while he conti he'd to hold you and rock back and forth. He passed only for half a second when he laid you down onto your bed, but in no way did he remove himself from your body to do that.

Feeling your body tighten more and more, you tossed your head back, trying to focus on the feeling so that you could snap soon. Gohan had lost the rhythm of earlier as he tried to go slower. That way your bed only had to rock six inches, bending at a slant with the force of his and your movements. He pulled at your chin, making you meet his eyes. You tried to close them but his voice stopped you.

"Don't."

Wordlessly you stared up at him with a flush. Your lips parted as desperate sounds ran up from your throat. He let go of your chin before you felt that same hand slide down to your lower stomach. You were quivering even as you matched his thrusts. Gohan trailed his hand down and as quickly as he could found your clitoris that the books had described. You arched and bucked against him as he played with you. Every so often you squeezed your eyes closed but you'd open them again to find him staring down at you with such a heated expression. Awe, pleasure, joy. Your face mirrored the same even as he climaxed inside of you.

You felt him tremble as he lowered his weight onto you. You ran your hand through his hair as he slowly went limp from the inside. Your breathing was deep as you started to calm down. Right up to the point that Gohan started to play with you nub even as he stayed inside. You took a sharp increase of breath at the unexpected movement. He started softly but you prodded him harder and faster. Gohan took the instruction and soon his hand was practically vibrating with how fast he played you. When you came barely more than two minutes later, it was hard. You clenched around him, riding the orgasm for even longer with the extra sensation.

As the post-calmness and happiness set into your brain, Gohan rolled to your side. He pulled you with him so that you were face to face. You tried to bush and turn around but he held you still, hugging you loosely as he kept eye contact.

"That was amazing," he breathed out in a tone of assurance. "100% no regrets. My girlfriend is amazing at everything."

"You did all the work," you mumbled modestly, stretching out your body as you felt his relaxed you were.

Gohan smiled and laughed slightly. He reached for your hand instead of hugging you, entertaining your fingers with his. "Okay. Next time you get to do al the work  then."

...next time. He was already planning for next time. He was his father's son after all.

And that thought brought reality crashing back down. You'd just had sex with Gohan. Gohan, as in Goku's kid Gohan. The one that you inadvertently named before he was even conceived.

Gohan noticed as your eyes started to move. He could practically feel the fear and guilt as he held your hand. He didn't like it.

"Please...don't," he pleaded. "This was great. Everything I wanted. And I know you liked it too."

"I did," you confirmed honestly. "You're amazing wonderboy. But Goku..."

Gohan let go of your hand and pulled you closer, keeping your head tilted away so he could still see your eyes. "Keep him out of this. Right now, this bed, it's you and me. My dad is dead. He's not here with you. I am. I'm right where I want to be. I want you to be here too."

He was such a sweetheart. And even though he had no practice at it, his small speech was so romantic. You let out a deep breath.

"I want..." you stopped as you tried to find a way to express your feelings. "I want to be here. But I still love your dad too."

And the indecision was eating you up inside.

Gohan, despite the pain, found one word that made him smile. "Too"; you loved his father too. Right meant that even through the guilt, you loved him and his father both. He held on to that idea as he literally held on to you.