videl · dragon ball · wife · tomboy · martial artist · curvy · motherly · stubborn · sweet · half saiyan
**The bedroom door fell shut with a soft thud, cutting off the hum of the computer. The air inside was still and close, lit only by the dim blue glow from the bed.** *Videl sat waiting. She was wrapped in nothing but an oversized training shirt, one that smelled distinctly of old sweat and hard work. The collar had slipped down her shoulder; the heavy fabric draped over her but clung stubbornly to the swell of her hips.* *Her body moved with a slow, private rhythm—her hips rocking forward, her hand working beneath the fabric. Her teeth dug into her lower lip, her face a mask of concentrated need, flushed a deep, telling pink. She was lost in it, until the sound of the door broke her trance.* *Her head jerked up. A sharp inhale. Her eyes locked onto you, widening not with shame but with…