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Raditz trails behind you as you open the door to your new home. It’s still relatively new, even if you have been there for two weeks already. Bulma kindly gave you one of the many capsule houses she had after it was clear Raditz wasn’t going anywhere, and you couldn’t be more thankful. He was like a giant cat, and if he didn’t have any space to roam around, he might actually start breaking things in your tiny apartment, so a big house with a yard was in order. 

You watch him as he takes off his shoes, leaving them haphazardly on the floor as he walks to the fridge. It’s too early for dinner, but not late enough to eat for him, you figure. He quickly makes himself at home, and while it annoys you that you have to tide up after him (if you weren’t even there, all the clothes would just be lying all over the goddamn place), it warms your heart that he seems to be so at ease in this place with you, wearing clothes you had bought for him that fit him just right. A skin tight shirt and jogging pants just seem to be made for him. You miss those short shorts sometimes, though.

“You’re staring again.” Raditz grumbles without looking at you as he munches on a sandwich you had left on the fridge.

“And you’re leaving crumbs all over my floor again.” You fire back, playfully glaring at him as you sit by the kitchen table. 

Raditz grins at you as he eats what was left of the sandwich in one single bite before sitting besides you. 

“Are you still in disbelief that I’m staying here with you?” He asks casually.

“Kinda. I’m getting used to it since you still leave to train or something.” You reply, lowering your eyes. “I’m still a bit scared you’re not gonna come back I guess…”

“If that were to happen, it means I died.”

“Wow, that’s great comfort, thank you.”

“You’re hard to please, woman.” Raditz rolls his eyes, the grin on his face getting even wider. “I meant that someone would have to kill me to not make me come back to my own home, and even then that probably wouldn’t be enough.”

“Now that’s romantic.” You smile warmly at him. 

“Think what you will.”

You chuckle quietly as he gets up to get wine and two glasses. Raditz is still very rough around the edges, sometimes saying hurtful things because he simply doesn’t know any better. However, you had noticed certain changes in his attitude and even his words. Subtle, small and only perceptible to you, and that’s all you need. 

A contrast to Goku, who had yet to return from space. Him and Raditz had gone to planet Namek together, but only Raditz returned when Gohan and the Namekians did. You thought Goku would be eager to come back to his wife and son, but it’s been a while now and not a trace of him yet. 

“It’s weird. You say that but your brother doesn’t seem to be bothered about coming home.” You comment, sipping from your glass of wine. 

“It probably has to do with the Super Saiyan state he achieved.” 

“Oh?”

“I’m assuming that’s what it is.” 

“Is it, like… dangerous?”

Raditz pauses, glancing at you as he drinks his glass of wine. 

“For someone like Kakarot, who is so easy going… He probably has too much power at once when his emotions are burning up.”

“So?”

“So, yes, it’s probably dangerous.”

You take another sip, pondering on what Raditz has said. It’s true that Goku would never put his family, or any of his loved ones at risk; it makes sense that want to come back yet. You just hope Chichi would understand it. 

“How do you feel about the Super Saiyan thing?” You ask, looking at him carefully. 

“I will achieve it.” Raditz states, without an ounce of doubt in his voice. 

You don’t push him, recognizing the gleam in his eyes. He’s ambitious, like any Saiyan. And he doesn’t talk about feelings or anything like that, but you assumed that seeing Goku transform must have triggered a stronger greed in him. 

When Raditz turns to look at you, you smile.

“What?”

“I will protect you.”

“Protect me from…?” You blink, taken aback. 

“Anything. Everything.”

“Oh, Raditz,” You coo, leaving your glass at the table as you get up to sit on his lap, which he eagerly pulls you to. “You’re so sweet.”

“That’s not-That’s not what I meant!” A faint blush creeps up on his cheeks, and your smile gets wider as you wrap your arms around his neck. 

“What did you mean, then?”

“It means…” Raditz is getting nervous, and you thread your fingers through his hair to try and calm him down. You love getting him all flustered, but you value when he’s being naturally romantic, even when he doesn’t want to admit it. “It means I will get stronger so nothing happens to you.”

That was a confession as far as you are concerned, and you beam before kissing his lips. 

His arms hold tightly onto you, squeezing your sides before roaming your back, pressing you closer as he quickly deepens the kiss. His kisses are rarely sweet and brief, but you aren’t complaining, especially not now.

Raditz is sweet. It was surprising that he has let his guard down with you; it has been almost two years, but you consider that a small amount of time when his entire life has been filled with violence and hardship since he was born. So you kiss him fervently, with all the passion you have for him, because you know it has taken everything in him to tell you that this is his home, and that he would protect you. 

You hum into the kiss when your tongues tangle together, feeling his hands tighten around your waist, keeping you close to him. When you run your fingers through his hair, a low growl rumbles from his chest.

Without any effort, Raditz picks you up, holding you securely in his arms as you make a noise of surprise into the kiss. Tightening your arms around his neck, you’re too focused on trying not to fall down than kissing him back like he’s currently doing; he isn’t going to make you fall, but the tiny fear is still there. 

“I’m not letting you fall.” Raditz chuckles as he walks to the room with you in his arms. 

“I know, but-”

“You gotta trust me a bit more.” 

You open your mouth to retort, to tell him that isn’t the case at all, but his hand slapping your thigh particularly hard makes a sharp moan come out instead. Raditz laughs, pressing a kiss to your neck as he reaches the bed, unceremoniously dropping you on it. You bounce so high a yelp escapes your lips, and you’re ready to chastise him for it but he’s quick in crawling over you. 

His mouth is on yours in the blink of an eye, this time more fervent and needy, as if he was trying to swallow you whole. You’re surprised but return it just as eagerly, sliding your tongue against his, moaning into his mouth, as you cling to his shirt. 

It’s one of the few times you feel how desperate and eager he is to fuck you, grunting into your mouth like a wounded animal as he settles between your legs, swiftly pressing his bulge against your core and grinding down. You’re sure of his affection for you, but you rarely feel it as intensely as right then. And you’re too weak for him, you have always been, moaning keenly as you felt his hard erection pressing deliciously against your clothed core. 

You don’t want to come like this, not when you could take each other’s clothes off; as hot as dry humping was, seeing Raditz naked, with his cock hard and thick for you, is something you don’t want to deprive yourself of. 

As you yank at his shirt, wordlessly asking him to take it off, you gasp for air when he pulls away, almost ripping the cloth off as he pulls it up and off his chest. He wastes no time in trailing his hands underneath your shirt, quickly getting you out of it and discarding it haphazardly while you get rid of your bra (something you were scared he might actually thorn). 

With firm hands, Raditz reaches for your chest, kneading your tits hard enough to make you squeal, but soft enough so it wouldn’t hurt. He presses open mouth kisses to your cleavage, licking and sucking on the curves of your breasts. You moan when his thumbs swipe over your nipples, but you’re surprised that his groans are louder than yours. 

“Fuck, I’m gonna go crazy…” He grunts against your skin, grazing his teeth.

You smile. Raditz hasn’t been this desperate since he came back from Namek (obviously, considering the last time you had sex was before Vegeta and Nappa got to Earth), but it’s different then. It’s a different kind of desperation, he’s not trying to just get off. 

He is dying to touch you, to have you all for himself. 

With your fingers buried in his hair, you tug at it gently to make him look at you before guiding him to your lips. You kiss him, slow and passionate, tangling your tongues together as you massage his scalp, making him hum. 

“Tell me what you’re thinking, what you’re feeling.” You request; you know he might say no, no matter how softer Raditz might have gotten, it’s not like it’s easy for him. 

“I’m thinking that I fucking need you.” He replies right away, with a look in his eyes you hadn’t seen before. “That I’ve never been so hard in my life. Like I might die if I don’t get to have you right fucking now.”

You stare in surprise, your heart beating rapidly inside your chest. Your cheeks are hot from all the blood rushing; he’s taller, bigger and physically more powerful than you, but you have never felt so formidable. 

You press your lips to his in a hot kiss, pushing at his shoulders until you’re both in a sitting position, panting and gasping into each other’s lips. 

“Tell me more.” You demand, fingers trailing down his chest, caressing his skin until you reach the hem of his pants. 

“More?” Raditz asks, with a breathy chuckle when your hand presses against the front of his pants. “Fuck… I’m leaking just at the sight of you.”

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah.” He flashes a smirk, as a way of saving face for showing a slightly more submissive side, you think. “And I need to get you ready, all nice and wet for my cock.”

Maybe he’s simply trying to let you know that he feels safe enough with you. You look at Raditz with a wide eyed gaze, biting your lip when you tug at the waistband of his pants. He takes them off in the blink of an eye, helping you get rid of your own clothes, yanking down your shorts and underwear in one swift move. 

There’s a smile on your face as you kiss him again, his hands gripping and squeezing your hips and thighs as they roam your body. But as much as you’re enjoying the handsy foreplay, you’re ready to make his words come true. 

With a slight push at his shoulders, Raditz falls with his back against the mattress, never pulling away from your lips as you straddle him. 

You have been a little shy the first time he made you sit on his face, but never again afterwards. Raditz was simply dying to eat you out every time, and he has shown it time and time again. It isn’t any different then, when his eyes gleam with lustful energy as your thighs straddle his head. 

“Yes, baby, let me taste your sweet pussy.” Raditz licks his lips, wrapping his arms around your legs. 

You blush, excited when you feel his breath wash over the sensitive skin of your core. 

A moan escapes you when his tongue eagerly swipes over your entrance. Raditz groans as soon as he tastes your slick, making your heart skip a beat. 

He commits himself to your pleasure, and you can’t stop thinking about how you’ve never seen him be this way before. You aren’t complaining; he’s making every noise imaginable as his mouth explores your entrance, tracing every corner as he buries his tongue inside you. His groans and hums send vibrations right through you, making your insides stir. 

It takes only a moment to make that warm knot tighten in your abdomen, and the skin between your legs feels like it’s burning the more Raditz runs his tongue over it. You try to stay upright as much as you can, but pleasure is making your body shudder. 

Raditz has his eyes on you, paying attention to your every reaction. His hands hold onto you tightly, fingers digging into the flesh of your hips, letting you move against his mouth but preventing you from pulling away. 

It’s a natural reaction to try to pull back when the pleasure builds faster and faster, as if your body was a live wire, vibrating with every move of his tongue. Your orgasm feels so close, but you don’t get to have it before Raditz pulls back. You gasp, frustrated and in surprise, as he repositions you on his lap. 

“Not yet,” Raditz says with a smirk before you can complain. “I want to feel you come around my cock.”

You feel his erection through the only piece of clothing left between the two of you, his boxers. He was hot and hard, pressing deliciously between your legs.

You urgently help him pull down his underwear, feeling as desperate as he is to have his dick inside you. Raditz sits up, with a hand curled on your waist and a mischievous smile as he holds his length in his hand while you try to ease down. You’re more than ready, but you want to savor every inch. 

Moaning wantonly, you move your hips, easing down on his erection, the tip sliding past your entrance. Raditz makes a hoarse noise, his hand in your waist tightening. He looks almost in pain, brows furrowed and a darkness filling his eyes. 

His eyes stare right through you, giving you the same attention you were giving him. He groans and grunts just as you gasp, feeling like it was taking forever to have his dick inside you, but enjoying the process nonetheless. 

When your skin finally meets his, you both sigh in relief. 

“Fuck, I wanted to take my time,” Raditz laments in painful voice. “But I don’t think I can do it.”

It surprises you how honest he’s being. You’d be worried if it wasn’t for the fact that his cock is pulsing with excitement inside you at the present. 

“You sound like you’re going to die, babe.” You tease him with a smile, moving your hips ever so slightly, humming with bliss. 

Raditz tightly wraps his arms and his tail around your waist, keeping you as close as possible, stilling your hips.

“I just might.”

A sharp moan escapes your lips when Raditz thrusts with such force that makes shivers travel up your spine. 

The pace he sets is steady, surprisingly measured. He moves his cock fast and precise, only to pull back slowly, enjoying the warmth of your pussy. It leaves you completely breathless, unable to do anything except whimper and gasp. 

“You feel so good, I’m gonna fucking lose it…” Raditz groans against the skin of your chest, pressing his lips to the curve of your tit. 

His dick gliding and reaching all the right places makes it hard for you to think, but you’re positive you’ve never seen him like that. And you’re worried.

“Raditz…” Your voice drips concern and lust simultaneously. 

It’s the wrong time to be concerned, but he talks as if he truly were to die any second.

The idea that he’s going to disappear at any moment filled you with momentary anguish, interrupted by his determined gaze focusing on your face.

“I love you.”

Taken aback, you’re left breathless for a long second. 

Now it feels like you’re the one who’s going to die. 

“Wha-”

“You heard me.” Raditz huffs with a lopsided grin. 

You weren’t expecting him to say those words, you weren’t going to be upset about it if he never did. His love for you is evident in other aspects, like him sleeping every night on the same bed as yours, on the way he holds you when you’re falling asleep or waking up, on the kisses he gives you unprompted at random times. You didn’t need him to say it because you know he loves you. 

Even the words he had said before, “this is my home” and “I will protect you”, drip love. As far as you were concerned, Raditz has proved himself enough times. You would have never chastised him for not saying that three letter sentence. 

But your heart jumped inside your chest when he did. 

It’s inevitable for your brain to be rattled, and his cock wildly sliding in and out of your pussy isn’t helping. 

He thrusts into your pussy with enough force to make you jolt and gasp. The grip of his tail on your waist gets tighter, and his hands hold onto you so firm as if he wants to become one with you. 

You want just the same. You dig your nails onto his shoulders, kissing him fervently as Raditz speeds up his moves, ramming his cock into you. The sudden onslaught catches you off guard, but his words resonate in your mind. 

“Raditz!” You called for him, clinging to his shoulders. Your mind’s in a haze; if he keeps going, you’re afraid you might not be able to respond to his words properly, like he deserves. 

Raditz kisses you passionately, swallowing down all the noises you make while his tongue explores your mouth, hands squeezing your waist and hips. The pace of his thrusts is unrelenting, grazing every sensitive spot inside you that makes you see stars. He whispers your name against your lips with every thrust. 

You’re too overwhelmed to think straight.

“I love you too.”

Raditz stares at you with a gleam full of affection, a gleam that is only reserved for you and that no one else would recognize as such. Cupping his face, you go back to kissing him, hotly intertwining your tongues. 

The room seems to have run out of air, and all you can do is breathe through the kisses Raditz is giving you. You cling to him, pressing your bodies together as humanly possible, while his cock glides in and out of your pussy, the wet, sloppy sounds filling your ears. 

You were close to your climax when he ate you out, so it isn’t difficult for you to get there now. The warm knot in your abdomen gets tighter every time the head of his dick grazes the deepest spot inside you. The pleasure that has been pooling in your abdomen is close to bursting, and Raditz makes sure you come immediately by sneaking his hand between your bodies and pressing his fingers to your clit, rubbing circles with the right amount of pressure. 

You don’t warn him about your climax because you simply can’t, but he probably doesn’t need the warning, knowing your body more than you even know it yourself. You come with a stuttering moan as your orgasm makes your body shudder, from the tip of your toes to the top of your head. You see stars behind your lids and your mind turns blank, completely overwhelmed by delight. 

Raditz curses under his breath, most of which you’re too far gone to catch, and he immediately comes right after, grunting and growling against the skin of your neck. He spills his cum inside you, cock throbbing and making you jolt while you’re still in the aftershock of your own orgasm. He pumps his cock in and out you, riding out his orgasm, and you dig your nails on the skin of his shoulders hard, overstimulated. 

When he slumps back in the bed, you yelp, surprised. You fall back with him, his arms and tail still wrapped tightly around you and his cock nudged inside your pussy. His chest heaves as he catches his breath. You nuzzle his neck, feeling his heart beat enthusiastically inside his ribcage. 

It’s nice.

Raditz’s hold on you never loosens. There’s a long silence that follows, but you’re comfortable in it. You can only hear the intake of breath on his side and the small breeze coming through the window. It’s strange to feel such peace after everything that has happened in all those years, so you value this moment, your fingers caressing his neck and threading through his hair. 

“It’s weird…” Raditz starts, trailing one of his hands up your back. 

“What is?”

“This.” He replies, tightening his arms around you. “I haven’t gotten used to this kind of thing yet.”

“Do you not like it?” You ask with caution. You know he loves you, like he said; but you also think that he loves the recklessness and violence of his previous lifestyle. 

“No, I think that is what’s weird, that I like it.”

“Do you miss how things were like before?” You’re still wary when you ask, holding onto him firmly. 

“No.” Raditz says right away. There’s no doubt in his voice, no shakiness or lack of determination. That’s enough for you. 

“I love you, Raditz.” You repeat, voice soft. 

You turn your head to kiss him, and Raditz meets your lips halfway. He hums and sighs into the kiss, tasting your mouth as if it’s the first time. His tail slides down your lower back, squeezing your butt and wrapping itself around your thigh. His cock inside you throbs, making you shiver. 

“Don’t make me say it again.” Raditz whispers against your lips. 

You gaze at him, and you’re happy to notice the rosy hue on his cheeks. 

“Out of all the things we’ve done, this is what’s making you blush.”

“I have done too many things in my life, but not that.”

“It’s fine if you don’t say it again.” You plant a small kiss on his lips.

“I know myself, it’s gonna come out, especially when we’re fucking.” Raditz grins when you chuckle. “Just don’t go advertising it to everybody. I still have a reputation.”

A lot of things must have happened in Namek, even if it’s been a few months since he has returned. You’re not sure what’s making him so sensitive today, but you’re not going to complain. There’s no anxiety in your heart, no fear that he might leave, and he’s looking at you with a gleam that you now know the meaning of.