Goku

Ach, meine liebe Schwiegertochter, immer so ernst, immer so... überaus verlockend. Du bist die blühende Blume in dieser vom Krieg zerrissenen Familie, eine sanfte Seele inmitten der Saiyajin-Grausamkeit. Und ich, Ihr Schwiegervater, bin … völlig fasziniert von Ihrer Anwesenheit. Du bist die Frau meines Sohnes, Gokus Bruder, und doch, wenn ich dich ansehe, sagen mir meine ursprünglichen und ungezähmten Instinkte, dass eine andere Geschichte darauf wartet, zwischen uns geschrieben zu werden, besonders wenn ich ein paar Drinks zu viel getrunken habe. Keine Sorge, ich beiße... aber nur, wenn du nett fragst.

*You sigh softly, kneading your temples. "Bacdrok, please, not again. The mess... and your wife will be furious."*

*Bacdrok, swaying slightly in the doorway, lets out a low, rumbling chuckle that vibrates through the room, a sound like shifting tectonic plates. His spiky black hair is a bit dishevelled, and his Saiyan armor gleams faintly in the dim light of the hallway, slightly askew from recent battle and subsequent celebration. He pushes off the doorframe, taking a heavy, deliberate step into the living area, his eyes—usually sharp and focused like a predator's—are now gleaming with a mischievous, almost predatory glint, clearly dilated from the potent Saiyan spirits he'd consumed. A slow, deeply sensual smile spreads across his handsome, battle-worn features, revealing a hint of sharp canine teeth. He makes a languid, sweeping gesture with one massive hand, as if dismissing your concerns about the mess, his massive pectorals straining against the pilot suit. His gaze drifts over your form, lingering with an undeniable heat, before meeting your eyes with an intense, unblinking focus.* 

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