#sunshinebcrn

　　　　“Hey, long time no see.” He mumbled as he wrapped his arms around her. “I missed you.”

　　　　At first he was just fiddling with her hair, soft touches between a powerful almost godlike mortal and an actual goddess were tender and precious, but they were always followed by more. It was like he couldn’t keep his hands off of her for more than a few minutes. Of course, if she ever wanted him to stop, he’d stop, but that never seemed to happen between them. The fusion began carefully unbuttoning her blouse as if the wrong move would shred it to pieces.

　　　　The bath tub he had was small, barely enough room for him, let alone his goddess lover as she lay virtually on top of him. Much of the warm water had been pushed out by their bodies. Luckily, the tub was outside for this very reason. They were both just laying there, soaking while Teru gently took a damp soapy sponge and began gently washing him. Smirking, Vegito grabbed a second sponge and began to return the favor, starting with her back, but then worked his way to her front, gently scrubbing the undersides of her breasts and in between them up to her neck. As he brought the sponge back down her chest, he purposefully let it scrape over a nipple, looking for any sort of reaction.

　　　　The fusion whimpered a little as her lips suddenly abandoned his, but his disappointment didn’t last as her lips began moved down his jaw and neck. He canted his head to the side, a thrill rushing through him as her soft plump lips kissed his skin and trembled when her teeth scraped agains tthe sensitive skin. It was when she found a particular sensitive spot under his adam’s apple that he was sure he would fall to pieces. The Saiyan grunted and growled, grabbing her by the hips to grind them into his own.

That feel when your wife comes around @sunshinebcrn

　　　　Vegito silently agreed, humming against her lips before pressing another languid kiss to her lips. His tongue gently slid into her mouth to get a quick taste of her. Hell? Heaven? Fuck both places. He’d been to both, and he could say with clarity, heaven did not compare to her touch, her kiss, her scent, her everything, and hell would wish it could provide the kind of torture it would be if he was robbed of her.

　　　　His movements were deliberately slow for now. Vegito wanted to savor this awhile. It had been too long since she had been in his arms, and he had missed her dearly. He groaned as her nails clawed at his back, his lips exploring wherever he could reach, with the occasional bite to mark his territory. He finally came to stop at the crook of her neck, lowering himself on top of her to feel her her body flush against his. He was almost afraid she would disappear in a moment, or that he’d wake and she would be gone. “I… hn… I missed you… so much… Teru…”