Goku X Reader X Vegeta: My Saiyans

A Secret Night Of Fun (Lemon)

*Your pov*

I giggle as I looked over and watch Vegeta struggle to make a rice ball. He was mumbling and grunting in frustration as it fell apart in his hands

"Here, let me. You go set the table" I said as I nudged him to the side with my hip

"Why isn't Kakarot doing anything!?" He shouted as he walked away

"Because Goku already knows how to do all this. I'm teaching you " I said as I smiled at him. He squinted at me and grabbed the plates from the counter. He was actually setting the table like I told him to. I smiled because I liked when he listened to me. 

Vegeta seemed a little nicer since we arrived back at Goku's place. He only yelled at me three times and Goku five, which is pretty amazing considering he's always yelling

I glanced over and watched as he set the table. He wasn't just dropping the silverware next to the plates and moving on, no, he was gently placing them. His brows furrowed in concentration as he made sure it was set perfect before moving on to the next one. Watching him be so gently was an interesting sight. The hands that can punch through a mountain moved so slowly and gently as he placed the thin silverware on the table

I couldn't help but bite my lip as I wondered what else those hands could be gently with. What other sides does Vegeta have besides just angry and hateful?

I shook my head  as the dirty thoughts flooded it

"Don't be naughty. He and Bulma just broke up" I thought to myself. I always felt bad for having a crush on Bulma's boyfriend, now ex, but I couldn't help it. Vegeta just has a way of drawing me in

Goku walked into the kitchen and glared at Vegeta as he passed him. He stood in front of me and raised a brow as he eyed my body. He looked back at Vegeta, who was still adjusting the silverware, and then leaned down to my ear

"After dinner..I want you for dessert" he whispered. I felt my face get hot as he pulled away. I looked over at Vegeta, who was still messing with the silverware

"Apparently Vegeta is a perfectionist. Thank God" I thought to myself as I looked back at Goku. He was smirking at me because he knew he got to me. Well, two can play at that game.

I placed my hand on his chest and slowly drug it down to his crotch. His eyes went wide and I bit my lip as I stroked it. His face turned a red and he took a step closer to me. I continued to stroke his growing member as he put his hand on my face

The loud crash of glass hitting hardwood flooring broke me from the trance Goku put on me. He jumped back but continued to face the counter I was standing against. I looked over his shoulder and saw Vegeta staring at a broken glass cup on the floor. He looked at me and I stepped away from Goku and walked over to the fridge. I grabbed the broom that sat between the fridge and wall amd walked over to Vegeta.

I looked back to Goku and saw that he was still face the counter. He was probably trying to get his boner to go away before Vegeta saw it.

After I cleaned up the glass and Vegeta finally finished setting the table, we sat down to eat. We actually had a really good dinner. We chatted about fighting and power levels and Saiyan history. Goku and I cracked jokes and I even managed to get Vegeta to chuckle a little.

After dinner, Goku wemt outside for his after dinner training and I began cleaning up. I placed two plates on the counter and turned to see Vegeta grabbing the glasses and his own plate. He set them next to the other dishes and I smiled at him