DEAN'S POV—
After walking for ten minutes, we reached our destination. Checking in, they kept their luggage in their respective rooms, whereas, I just quickly saw my room and went to the dining section.
Entering the dining section, I sat next to Bulma at the dining table. Upon seeing me sitting next to her, she blushed heavily.
"Goku! You are here," said Oolong. Puar said, "I am hungry. When will our food come?"
Keeping up the act, I said, "Soon Puar, I am starving. Master Roshi, have you given the order yet?"
Master Roshi laughed at my words. It seems I am doing a job. He said, "You haven't changed a bit, did you? Yes, I have ordered already." Just as he said, two waiters arrived with the food. Putting the dishes on the table, they bowed and left.
Yamcha said, "Eat as much as you can Goku."
Smiling, I said, "I will. If you are paying then, why not?" Hearing my words, Yamacha's smile wavered. Don't expect any respect from me, Yamcha. You are the useless character in the whole DB world.
Puar said, "Goku, did you forget that Master Roshi's the one who is paying?"
Master Roshi stiffly nodded. It's difficult to keep up my act like this. Ah, fuck it! I said, "Well, Master Roshi don't worry. I will pay for all of this. Treat this a treat from me." Everyone was shocked from my words.
I called, "Waiter!" A waiter came and stood beside me, "I want you to take this," I handed him a bundle of money, "I want you to give us whatever food we order. Understood?"
He bowed and said, "Yes, Sir." Saying that, he went away.
Krillin stuttered, "W-wow! G-Goku, w-when d-did y-you e-e-earn this much m-money?"
I replied, "Just here and there. I did some jobs, participated in tournaments and did some farming as well," I looked at the food, "well enough about me. Let's just eat our food, shall we?"
As I finished my dinner, I went back to my room. I took a bath and sat on the bed.
[Dean. Why didn't you do anything?]
'You mean, Bulma?'
[Yes! I thought that you would do some action tonight.]
Action? Oh, I will. I said, 'I will get action tonight, don't you worry.' Suddenly, someone knocked my door. I yelled, "You can enter."
Opening the door, entered the person, for whom I was waiting. It was Bulma. She asked, "Are you busy?"
Smiling, I said, "Nope. Why are you standing there Bulma? Come and sit on the bed." Nodding, she sat on the bed. She said, "You have changed so much."
"Yeah! I have though, others said I haven't."
She shook her head. She said, "They are fools. I can easily say that you have changed." Is she doubting me? Let's test then.
I joked, "So, I am not Goku or what? Am I an impostor?"
Shaking her head in denial, she said, "It's not that. You are Goku. There is no doubt about it. It's just you are more mature, more refined and more handsome. Although in hair department, you still need improvement."
"Do you like this change or not?"
"I like it." Saying this, she pecked me on the lips. Frowning, I asked, "What would Yamcha think?"
She smiled, "Why are you talking about him? You were the one who flirted with me back then. And about Yamcha, we broke up a long time ago."
"Is it?" She nodded. I asked, "You want this?" She nodded her head in frustration. Without any further due, I kissed her, which she gladly returned. Brushing my tongue against her lips, I requested for entry.
Bulma opened her lips, as I requested. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and started kissing aggressively.
"Mhmm~~" she moaned against my mouth. I lifted her up and put her in my lap, and continued kissing. I devoured her each and every corner of mouth.
Seeing as she was out of breath, I released her. A string of saliva connected our mouths. Panting, she said, "That was... intense."
Not saying anything, I put her on the bed and began to kiss her neck. She moaned, "Ahh~~ Stoppp!! T-teasing me... ah~~"
I said, "I am preparing you. Do you have any lube or not?"
She moaned, "Nooo~~ Ah!!!"
"Do you want me to continue?"
"Yesss!!!!"
I smirked, "Then, let me prepare you. If I don't, I might hurt you." She nodded her head, allowing me to leave hickeys on her neck. This is not just a hickey, it's a mark to show everyone that Bulma is mine.