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Ever since Goku's fight with that God of Destruction he'd been… different. Not in a bad way; in fact for Chi-Chi it was a net positive. Her husband had always been touchy-feely, but never in a way she would describe as "cuddly". His style of touch, although frequent, was chaste or crude with not much in variance in between. A kiss on the cheek as he headed out for the day or a cheeky but gentle slap on her rear as she cooked. His lack of soft affection never really bothered Chi-Chi; Goku was Goku and he showed affection in his own way.
But since that fight he had changed. Quick goodbye kisses had changed to deep kisses on her lips as he held her in a hug that lingered longer than she expected. He held her hand while out about in the city, much to the astonishment of their friend group. He was even coming home early from training, something absolutely unheard of, to "fall asleep with you." Not that she minded, but in all her years of being with him, he had never once indicated that was something he cared about.
It was because of this abrupt, if not a bit concerning, change in his schedule that she was laying in bed, back to his chest with his arms wrapped around her. Goku's face was nestled into her hair and she could feel the content smile on his face. It was a wonderful feeling, Chi-Chi couldn't lie. There was scant anywhere else on Earth she would rather be than in his strong, protecting arms. But she couldn't enjoy it without the worry that had been building in her belly boiling over.
She knew her Goku and as much as she loved this, this was not him.
"What's been up with you?" She asked the dim darkness of their room.
"What'cha mean?" He nuzzled her scalp and took a deep breath of her scent.
"Don't play dumb." She pulled against his arms and he relented, allowing her to turn and face him. He was smiling at her, but it didn't reach his eyes. "You've been… I dunno, like this!" Indicating the closeness between the pair, she placed a hand on his pectoral.
Goku frowned. "What, ya mad I wanna be next to you? I love ya, Chi-Chi. 'Course I wanna be with you."
That was another rarity of his outside the throes of passion; declarations and reaffirmations of his love for her. Much as the words were sweet as honey to her ears, the sudden frequency was concerning. It was almost like he was afraid he would never be able to tell her again.
"That's what I'm talkin' about. You've ain't ever been this affectionate." Well, outside of the lead up to the Cell Games but those memories were forever tainted by the outcome. She cupped his cheek, knowing what she was about to say would upset him. Words came out soft and careful, hoping to make it sting less. "Somethin' happened when ya fought that Beerus guy, didn't it?"
His eyes, just moments before overflowing with love and sentimentality, hardened with fear as they shifted away from her gaze. Bingo. Her hand moved from his chest to his arm, careful and reassuring. "Ya know you can talk to me."
To her surprise, Goku pulled the blanket up over his shoulders and turned away from her. Well, maybe she shouldn't be surprised. Much as she loved this man, his emotional constipation was a well known flaw. "There ain't anything to talk about." He muttered, not convincing her in the slightest.
Now it was Chi-Chi's turn to be the big spoon. She molded herself against his bare back, relishing in the dips and bumps of his muscles. Arms trailed up over his sides under the blanket and dangled as she buried her nose into his shoulder. "Goku…" A gentle kiss on his shoulder blade made him shudder.
He hadn't talked about the fight much, not to her at least. She was sure Vegeta heard all the gossip, maybe even Gohan. But there had not been one peep about this new Super Saiyan God transformation out of him to her which worried her. When he came back from Yardrat he had been so proud of his newfound abilities, much to her annoyance. He showed it off to her every chance he got in an effort to slowly make headway in convincing her that their son would need it too. Sure, the circumstances here were different but for Goku to reach the strength of a god and not do anything with it? "You're worryin' me."
"Well don't be. Ain't nothing to worry about, Chi-Chi."
She hummed against his skin. "Then turn around to look at me."
There was a pronounced silence. Wind rattled their window and the sounds of tree frogs bounced outside. But slowly, he turned back towards her with a concerned look and eyes that wouldn't meet hers. "Happy?"
She swiped a loose strand of hair off his forehead. "Will be. When ya start talkin'." In a war of emotional intelligence and feelings, Chi-Chi knew for a fact that it was a battle that her husband would be unable to win.
"Do I have to?" He whined.
"Ya want a happy wife?" He nodded earnestly, not wanting to invoke her wrath. "Then talk."
For just a moment Goku pouted with puffed cheeks in a way that was so stinking cute it was hard not to kiss him. Then he sighed and rolled over onto his back to stare at their ceiling. He flung one of his arms over his chest and used the other to pull Chi-Chi close to him. The movement was so sudden that a blush crept its way to her cheeks, but she remained quiet as she propped up on her elbow to look at his face better.
"That power… wasn't mine." He started after a few moments of silence. She nodded, having overheard him explaining what godhood had felt like to their battle hungry friends. "Which isn't really an issue! At least I don't think it is anymore. Lord Beerus said my body learned from it, absorbed it."
"Well ain't that a good thing?" Chi-Chi asked innocently. "It wasn't your power, but now it is."
A grimace formed on Goku's face and his eyes narrowed, clearly frustrated. "Doesn't change the fact that I couldn't reach it on my own." He raised an arm and stared at his splayed fingers before clenching them into a fist. "If we hadn't been so lucky with Videl I wouldn't have been able to…" The hand lowered back to his chest and he sighed.
"Wouldn't have been able to what?" Chi-Chi breathed, already knowing his answer.
Goku chewed his bottom lip, eyes darting to hers and then back up to the ceiling. He was fighting something, she could tell. Her poor, beautiful husband had always struggled with words. Not because of he was dumb— although, sometimes it was hard to remember how smart he really was— but because he would jump first, ask questions later. He never gave himself the time to internalize thoughts and feelings unless they were related to his training or fights. And nine out of ten times, that's all he needed. Words for him could usually be communicated with kicks and shouts of effort, but not with her. It was a mountain he had to re-summit every time these kinds of talks happened as he dug deep into himself to find the words needed.
Oh, how she wished she could be as simple as he was. It was admirable, in a weird way.
"When we were in space, Lord Beerus an' me," he started suddenly, "he did this awesome attack." He didn't smile. "And for a second there I thought it was the end."
Chi-Chi pursed her lips at the way his voice wavered with his confession. He continued. "But then I remembered everyone cheerin' for me. Goten, Gohan, Bulma, Trunks, Vegeta. Everyone." Finally, his eyes met hers. They were dark, almost haggard as he spoke. "But before all of them, I thought of you, Chi-Chi."
Her breath caught in her lungs, painful and molten. Her? He had thought of her first in the face of death? She laid her head on his chest and heard his heart. It seemed to be fighting against his ribs, frantically trying to break out of its cage.
"An' in that moment," his voice was minuscule and she worried if the dust in the room would drown out his words, "I was afraid of never seeing you again."
"Goku—"
"I know it's stupid! The whole planet woulda been destroyed! An' I woulda lost Gohan and Goten!"
"Goku—!"
"An' now we have a grandkid on the way but the only thing that mattered to me at that second was you!" He squeezed her against him as words ran from his mouth like a rampaging river. "Now I'm worried that one day I'll need strength I can't get on my own an' we won't be as lucky as we were an' I'll actually lose you."
A death grip on her body held her in place and he almost panted as he finished. Chi-Chi, despite the emotional state her husband was in, was deeply moved. She knew Goku wasn't fearless, no man was, but to know he was afraid for her safety was… a lot. It came over her in a crashing tidal wave, the meaning of his words. Above the world, about their friends, above their own children, she was on top. But here he was, berating himself over it. Needing strength he doesn't have? What a load of malarcky.
Sure, he wasn't the strongest in the universe and had been humbled quite handily by Beerus, but that didn't make him a wimp! She had no doubt in her mind that he would always be able to protect not only her, but the world he loved too. He had found that strength in him to save everyone even though it was a hopeless fight so many times. There had been some stumbles (and deaths) along the way, but Goku always came out on top. And he always would, not only as a hero but as the man she adored.
"I know it's selfish, ya don't need to be mad at me. I know— Chi-Chi, whate'er you doing?"
It was her job as his wife to help him through this with words and support. But it was also her job to realize that sometimes words weren't enough to get through his thick, brilliant brain. So she wiggled out of his iron grip and climbed on top of his toned body, straddling his waist and spreading her manicured fingers over his tanned pecs. God, she loved this view of him, his eyes wide with mouth open just slightly, dark hair tousled on his pillow.
"What is your name?" She growled at him in that way she knew he liked.
Like magic, his face lit up like a candle. "Chi-Chi?"
"I said," she leaned forward, digging her nails into his skin, "what is your name?"
He audibly gulped and the worry on his face melted away to one of puzzled amusement. "Son Goku."
"And who," her lips hovered above Goku's as she turned on the dramatics, "is the only thing in the whole universe that can bring the great Son Goku to his knees?"
He blinked. "Lord Beerus?"
Uhg, this man! "Goku!"
"What? Whaddya want me to—" She shut him up by closing the gap between their lips. Immediately, all the emotional tension gripping his body melted away and she felt him relax under her touch. Large hands wrapped around her shoulders and neck as mouths opened and tongues swirled into each other. Chi-Chi could hardly breathe and she had no doubt she would one day have her last breath against him. Much as she would love for that day be today, her game was not yet done so she fought against his grip and pulled away. Goku's eyes were spinning in that drunken way he got after deep kisses and Chi-Chi smirked at her handiwork.
"Answer the question, Son Goku." She breathed against his ear, making him shiver under her.
Finally catching on, Goku took her head in his hand, rubbing his thumb against her lips. She parted them slightly, allowing the top of digit to slip in. "The only one in the whole universe that can bring me to my knees is you, Son Chi-Chi."
Still straddling him, Chi-Chi made a show of removing her night gown. She lifted the hem slowly and made sure to drag it at an excruciating speed over her body. First her belly, not as a conditioned as it once was, came into view. Followed by the length of her torso and she stopped before revealing her breasts. Goku was staring at her with shining eyes, almost panting. Thumb left her mouth and hands gripped her waist with enough force to bruise. His breathing was audible and dark, eager and anticipating. "That's right, Son Goku." Her voice was low and rumbly, a practiced sultry pitch that she knew drove him wild. "You, the strongest man to ever live, who's only weakness is his wife. You submit to who?"
"You."
"Anyone else?"
He shook his head. "Never."
"That's right." As if to reward him for his loyalty, she lifted the rest of her nightgown and freed her breasts. The way Goku's eyes widened when he laid sight upon them was something that happened every time, but it was always entertaining. Like dangling a piece of sirloin in front of a starving dog. Or a starving Saiyan, in this case. "And is there anything else in the world you're more afraid of than me?"
Goku's nostrils flared as his fingers dug into the softness of her skin. She was fully aware of his very apparent erection on her backside and the way he quivered as he held her. "N-no, Chi-Chi." A strained voice, only heard when he fought for control of himself, was more than enough reward for Chi-Chi at this point. Much as she was playing a character for him, it was true that of anyone else in the universe, it was her that he bent to. Not space or stars or gods. Here, in their bedroom, was a man capable of causing a supernova of energy but struggling under the weight of a mere human woman. Oh, how she simply adored him.
His hands glided across her skin to her stomach. It was soft and malleable with stretch marks that she knew Goku cherished as reminders of the family they've made together. Rough fingers traced the lines like lightning bolts from her belly to her thighs, up and down, up and down. Gentle and venerated. A fool she had been to worry that he would find them repulsive after seven years away.
His hands started to travel upward. "Can I?" He asked earnestly, maybe forgetting that Chi-Chi was just playing a role. Or maybe he wanted to be controlled.
Either way, no matter the reason for the question, she gave him a firm nod. Whatever restraint he had evaporated and he started giggling and smiling like he was a teenager on their wedding night again. The feeling of his calloused hands on her breasts always took her breath away. He had a pattern with her; always starting with soft, exploratory squeezes before quickly degrading into rough, full palmed gropes. Hardened palms brushed against her nipples and Chi-Chi had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep her voice down. She wasn't going to lose her composure this early on!
Goku sat up, making Chi-Chi slide down to where his erection was poking through his boxers. Her core, already wet with want for him, sat right on top if it and both of them groaned at the much wanted contact. His face was flush with wanton desire as he ducked his head to her chest and took a nipple into his mouth. Chi-Chi gasped and her back arched back in his lap, nearly falling before steadying herself with firm hands on the mattress.
Good god, if there was one thing her husband excelled at, it was anything involving his mouth. Teeth nipped the hardened peak at just the right moments followed by gentle, soothing slips of his tongue and hungry suckles. Low, satisfied rumbles from his throat into her skin were music to her ears as he held his desired breast in one hand, the other still palming the other. Soft, airy, and uncontrolled sounds came from her own throat, wordlessly encouraging him to keep going. Satisfied with his work, the nipple slipped out of his mouth with a quiet and wet sound before he zealously put the waiting one in its place. Her hands found his hair and pulled.
She nearly screamed when he bucked his hips up into her, sending white-hot shock waves through her entire being. What had she been thinking, acting a succubus? She knew how he got, how his facade of innocent naivety slipped and he let loose the beast that slumbered within. So she was surprised when he let free her breast once again and looked at her with earnest, questioning pools of night. "Did I do good, Son Chi-Chi?"
The first time he had said her name, her full name, had been calculated. Expected, even. She had goaded him into it. But now, again, asking with rosy cheeks and short breaths, it knocked her out. The game she started was not yet finished, it appeared. He wanted to relinquish control to her. And she was ready to take his power as her own.
"Wonderfully." She smiled and if he still had his tail, she was sure it would be wagging. "Now, let me reward you." Hands grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back down to his pillows. Satisfaction and love painted his face like the work of masterpiece.
She started at his neck, placing gentle kisses down it and relishing in the gasps and hissed that erupted from him with each one. Kisses to his shoulders like butterflies, paying extra special attention to the old, circular scar above his right pectoral before trailing down his abdomen. Each kiss made his shiver, each kiss tasted of salt and devotion. Small scrapes and scars dotted his torso, some new and some as old as he was. Abs, bumpy and sculpted from marble, rubbed against her face. With each press of her lips against them, Goku above her giggled with ticklish fervor. Lower and lower she dragged her ministrations until she hit clothing. He hissed as her fingers hooked under his waistband and pulled and pulled until they were free of his legs and tossed to the side. She heard her name, strangled and heavy.
Once, what felt like eons ago, she had been intimidated by his size. Questioning how she would fit it in her. And when that happened with explosive results, the next question had been how would she take it in her mouth? Surely she would drown in it. Thankfully, that too, was a puzzle long solved.
Gripping his cock at the base, Chi-Chi saw the ripple it sent through his body. How he squeezed his eyes shut, how he tried to suppress his howl of delight. When his eyes opened, they were molten lava. Sparks shot from them as she dragged a practiced tongue along the bottom of his shaft.
She was often envious of Goku's strong nose, wishing she could appreciate how his sex smelled to the fullest extent. Growing up a princess, she had been given all the instructions on how to please her future husband, often with the addition of "it does not matter if you do not like it, it is your duty." How any woman, let alone herself, could dislike the position she currently found herself in was something that even now she didn't understand. Completely surrounded by his smell, him whimpering, completely at her mercy. It just took some finesse and she could make him unravel. She truly was the most powerful woman on Earth.
She slid her tongue back down and repositioned her mouth to the top of his shaft. Like a lollipop, she traced it with her tongue once again, up and down and back up to the head. Taking just the tip in her mouth, she shot a glance up and caught him staring intensley at her with eyes struggling to remain open through ecstasy. She twisted her tongue around the head, tasting the delicious sweats of precum that were already dripping from it. Gentle sucks, not too hard, not too soft, had his body rocking. A small kiss on the sensitive flesh and she opened her throat to the whole of his length.
Any words that Goku were trying to yell came out as incoherent hisses and grunts as she worked her magic. Much as she tried, his length was such that she could not take him all in, even if she pushed aside her own comfort. So an adept wrist followed her mouth up and down, gripping him with careful precision. Too hard and it hurt. Too soft and he felt nothing. Years of practice had left Chi-Chi a master of this particular skill.
Wet, sloppy sounds filled the room. At one point in the past, she would have been horrified of how she must look between his legs, gagging on his cock. But shame was something she quickly learned to let go of when it came to pleasing her husband.
Needing air, she took her mouth off him but the ferocity of her wrist movement never faltered. She was able to get a good look at him now. Their blanket was crunched into balls as he gripped it with both hands, white knuckled. Messy hair had somehow become even messier and his blush had spread from his cheeks to his chest. That red chest was shallow then full, shallow then full in an erratic rhythm and he shook with every stroke. She felt him twitch in her hand and lowered her head again, proud of how he looked.
"Chi-Chi—" Goku croaked as she took him in again.
In an instant, he was sitting up, folding over her and with her hair in his fists, nails digging into her scalp. He hissed through groans and Chi-Chi knew he was close to release. Her speed increased, keeping rhythm as her lips created small suction between him and the air. Suddenly, she couldn't breathe as he shoved himself as far down her throat as he could. Even gagging didn't have him let up and he came into her. It completely filled her senses and for a mortifying moment, she worried his cum would come out of her nose. But after a few limp thrusts into the back of her throat and breathless gasps, she was freed from his grip. Greedily swallowing his release, she gave his tip one last lick to make sure not a drop was wasted.
Grateful for air as she sat up, Chi-Chi started to sit back but was instead pulled to her husband's chest. Muscular arms snaked their way around her, holding her close. Once again, she could hear his heart banging against its confines. It drummed like a wild animal in her ear. Warm breaths came from above her and she realized he was holding back sobs. His nose nuzzled into her shoulder and he held her. Hands ran up and down her back as slowly, but surely the beast that was his heart began to calm. From where his lips grazed her skin in the crook of her neck came shaky words, barely coherent but full of adoration. "Your turn, Son Chi-Chi."
The glow she felt by bringing Goku to his limits was quickly replaced by titillating anticipation as she was thrown to the mattress. Goku leered over her, expression intense but unreadable. She wondered how she looked to him. Did he find the same little joys in the color of her cheeks or tumble of her hair? What was he thinking as he devoured her with nothing but his eyes?
"To have turned the table on the strongest woman in the world." She cupped his cheek. He was so, so warm. "You are very impressive, Son Goku." From deep in his chest came a sound that reverberated up his throat. Soft noises, almost like chirps or clicks, filled the space between them as he leaned into her palm. Chi-Chi felt truly blessed; when was the last time she had heard him purr?
She lowered her hand and his fingers found her panties, nearly ripping them to pieces as he impatiently tore them from her body. If she wasn't already wet to the fabric, the ferocity of his desire would have had her soaked. He could be rabid like this. Savage with his needs. Savage for her.
Ecstasy rippled through her as Goku thumbed her clit. He had been a quick learner during their early days, going from ignorant to a monster in a shockingly short amount of time. It was a skill that hadn't lessened during his time in Other World. His thumbprint was rough against the bundle of nerves and she whined under his touch. Did she want him to stop? Did she want him to go harder? Her mind was mush.
She gasped when he pulled away and pulled her legs apart. Oh, how she loved when he was rough with her. Salacious eagerness made her body tremble as Goku rubbed the tip of his cock against her slit. She could see his need in his face; the way his nose was scrunched with knitted brows, small huffs escaping swollen lips.
"Go—" If she had expected him to go slow, she was a fool. "Slow" and "sex" were not words that were in the same sentence, as far as he cared. In one thrust, she was stretched and filled by him fully.
"Fuck." The first time she had heard him say that filthy word, it had been shocking. Now, it was an exciting indication of a bodies coming together and souls primally entwining.
Chi-Chi loved him with every fiber of her being. She hoped that this was just what he needed. She certainly needed it after the anxiety he had put her through against Beerus.
Legs locked around his waist as he rocked into her at pace. Not as fast as she knew he would get, but still a quick, euphoric speed. Each time their pelvises slapped together, every pull and push of his body sent a wave through her. He leaned forward, mischief on his face, with a finger glowing with ki and she gasped as the warmth hit her clit.
"Hah—! Oh! Oh!"
The ki started tingly; small, spaced out vibrations rocked her in time with her husband's movements. But then Goku started to rub his finger in a small circles and suddenly the tingles turned into shocks and pushes. Vibrations perfectly timed with the merging of their bodies sent spasms of joy through her bones.
He pressed harder with the finger, the warmth growing almost scalding as the energy continued to send shock waves through her. Fists clenched and unclenched, toes curled and her breasts bounced with each movement.
He was so big and so fast. So skilled with that magic finger.
"Get mad at me," Goku suddenly growled.
Chi-Chi was brought out of the haze of lust, if only barely. "What?" An almost unheard breath.
"Please." He begged, staring at him with those eyes she could never say no to.
Shit. What an absolutely asinine, extremely Goku thing to request while he fucked her. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, making sure his eyes would never leave hers.
"Y-you're reckless." She was struggling to maintain coherent thought, let alone dig deep enough to air her grievances. Why now? He must have known how good he was making her feel and how hard it would be to think. A particularly strong piston into her hit her just right and she nearly screamed. "An' no help around the h-h-house!"
Chi-Chi's eyes squeezed shut as his finger moved slightly, sending sensations through her in new waves at a new angle. "You're thick headed!" Oh his head certainly was thick, she could feel it in all its glory. A pulse shocked her clit and she thrashed against the sheets. The room felt thick and smelled of pheromones and sweat. A miasma of desire had encircled them, viscous and heady.
"Y-ya can do better than that Chi-Chi!" He goaded with a smile so smug that all she wanted to do was kiss it off.
She was nearing her breaking point. Do better? Will it make him fuck her harder? Nails dug into the strained skin of his neck, making him wince with delight. "You… you—!" Shit! She was so close! "YOU LEFT ME BEHIND FOR SEVEN YEARS YOU IDIOT!"
He pressed into her clit with full force and the pleasure crashed into her like a tsunami. The world opened up under her and swallowed her and stars kissed her skin. She was numb and overwhelmed and the sweat on her was cold fire. Toes curled and Chi-Chi left claw marks on Goku's neck before her arms fell to her side, limp and like spaghetti.
"Chi-Chi!" He was still going, his head down now with eyes squeezed shut. "Chi-chiChi-chiChi-chi!" Her name came out as ravenous barks into her ear and each utterance of it made her heart sing.
Goku suddenly became frantic, ramming into her without care for rhythm. Screams erupted from him, guttural and full of love as he spilled into her. He trembled and pulsed inside of her. Hot breath tickled her ear and he collapsed on top of her.
For how long they stayed like that, the strongest man in the universe on top of the strongest woman in the world, Chi-Chi wasn't sure. Eternity could have passed, they both could have eroded away to dust and she wouldn't have had any regrets. Bodies sticky and slick with sweat. Fingers intertwined on their sides; they breathed evenly against each other. Soft, chirpy purrs resonated around them.
Complete and utter bliss had been found in that bedroom.
"Chi-Chi…" Goku slurred happily into her neck. He was smelling the results of their love making, a smell she knew he adored.
"Yes, darlin'?" She stroked his hair and he purred louder. Sometimes he really was just a big cat.
"That was awesome." The big, doofy smile on his face was audible. To Chi-Chi's mild disappointment, he rolled off of her but quickly made up for it by scooping her close to his chest again.
"Mmmm," she hummed happily, "how does it feel to have bested the most powerful being in the universe?"
"Ya ain't Lord Beerus," he hummed back, "but it's a damn good accomplishment."
"Well, if ya can tame me, that cat won't be much of an issue will it?"
Goku laughed and kissed her scalp. Tiredness suddenly got its hold on her and she was laying on the most comfortable pillow in the world after all. Eyes were fluttering shut when his voice broke the quiet again. "But I don't get it, Chi."
"Don't get what?" She yawned.
"Why ya climbed on top of me. I ain't say anything romantic that usually gets you like that."
Her eyes shot open. "Are ya kidding me?" She scooted up from his chest to lay her head on her actual pillow, looking into his joyful and tired eyes.
He frowned, bottom lip sticking out just slightly. Chi-Chi couldn't help but kiss them. "What do ya mean?" He asked in genuine confusion.
"Goku," she sighed sweetly and rubbed her knuckles on his cheek, "ya told me that you thought of me before anyone else on Earth when faced with the end."
Goku's frown deepened and his brows furrowed with disappointment. "Yeah? And ain't that selfish? To put you before the entire world?"
Chi-Chi couldn't help but laugh. "No, silly. That's gotta be on of the most romantic things you've ever said to me."
"Oh." His face turned a light shade of pink, even though she could tell he didn't fully understand.
"Is that why ya wanted me to get angry at you?" She wondered aloud. "Cuz you thought I was actually mad at ya?"
His rose tinted cheeks got a shade darker. "Chi-Chi, ya know I just like it when you yell at me."
"Pervert!"
"But ya love me!"
Fits of giggles bubbled up and died down into quiet contentness. When next Chi-Chi spoke, it was quiet and serious. "You're one hell of a man, Goku. Never doubt your own strength again." The "please" she wanted to add was left hanging in the air.
"An' what if I do?" His answer was unexpected and playful.
Chi-Chi's eyes were closed and she was smiling. "Then you'll have to deal with Son Chi-Chi again. If you dare." She was so sleepy and his arms were so comfortable and warm…
"That's a risk I'm willin' to take." He nuzzled into her hair. The world was going dark around her. "I love ya, Chi-Chi." There was no uncertainty, no desperate need to correct a potential wrong. Just the truth.
"I love ya too." But she wasn't sure if the words left her mouth before sleep finally overtook her.