Of Sex and Saiyans: Part one

Chapter Eleven


The party had been going for hours, the alcohol kept flowing and in the drunken reminicing, old board games had been dragged out. After finding out that, according to Vegeta, Professor Plum did Miss Scarlet in the conservatory with the candlestick and participating in a strangely erotic game of Twister, Gohan wandered away from the party, stumbling to the bathroom at the other end of the darkened house. He could hear Goten giggling in the first one he came across, probably with Trunks, so avoided it and walked the extra distance. He flicked a lightswitch, vaguely confused when it didn’t turn on.

‘Ah that right…Trunks removed all the lightbulbs…’ Gohan remembered, shaking his head to clear it.

He shrugged and continued, knowing the house so well he wouldn’t need the light.

He was making his way back to the party when he paused and looked out between the curtains onto the back of the garden, flooded with moonlight. Suddenly two warm hands slipped around him and he felt Mirai’s hair brushing against his cheek. He dropped the curtain and leaned back into his koi’s embrace, intertwining his fingers with the ones resting on his stomach. He turned his head on the other’s shoulder, seeking Mirai’s mouth in the dark.

They hadn’t really had a serious moment for each other for the last two days, work and arrangements for the party keeping them busy. And Gohan felt like some affection, Mirai having treated him rather harshly all evening. Gohan rolled his ass back against Mirai, feeling a growing hardness. The urgency he felt in the returning thrust made him blaze with desire. He hurriedly turned in his lover’s arms, coming around to face him, palms slipping up his neck to the side of his face, cupping his jaw. Gohan leaned forward in the near pitch-darkness and found Mirai’s lips.

Their mouths clashed, hungrily, Gohan, not for the first time, battling to dominate. Mirai, so far, had never let him be seme, and with the upcoming mating, and some startling new information from Vegeta, he wanted to make sure that the other demi knew he was in for a fight. Mirai, most likely, already knew that once they mated, the roles that were chosen were for the rest of their lives. And Gohan had always secretly craved a submissive future prince…

So he was very surprised when he felt the other in his arms totally surrender to him, immediately, with almost no fight at all. Gohan almost froze with shock, his hands stilling briefly on Mirai’s body, before reaching down to cup his firm ass, grinding their hips together. Mirai broke the kiss and whimpered!

Oh Gods…Mirai never whimpered!

Gohan bit his lower lip sharply, arousal ten-folding at the sound. Maybe this was his reward for being so good tonight and wearing that lead in front of everyone! Hadn’t Mirai said he’d make it worth his while?! The thought ran through his head and within seconds, they were both naked and Gohan was pushing his koi to the carpet, feeling the other smile against his lips in the dark. He thrust his tongue, possessively, moaning as Mirai gave way again. Gohan broke the kiss, swirling three fingers in his mouth. He sank down between Mirai’s legs, mouth dropping to kiss the prince’s heated pulse, tongue sliding down to roughly capture a nipple. When Mirai let out a low moan, thrusting his hips back, as Gohan slipped a slick finger inside him, the Son could have cum right then. He’d never seen Mirai so wanting!

He quickly added a second and a third, listening to his lover pant in the darkness. They twined together in the lightless hallway, hands running along each other’s bodies, hungrily, going totally by feel He sat up and removed his fingers, almost stopping again in shock as he felt Mirai lift his legs and bring his knees up to his own chest, openly inviting him. Gohan positioned himself and slowly slid into his koi, feeling that hot sheath clamp down around him.

\'Oh godsss..yess\'He hissed between his teeth. This was what he wanted.

He paused, both of them panting harshly, before he felt Mirai’s hips grind back against his after a few seconds. Gohan was surprised but too blinded by desire and alcohol to think and started to thrust deeply, eyes rolling back in his head. He heard Mirai moaning and felt his hips pushing back with each thrust. Gohan leaned forward, parting Mirai’s legs and bending to lick his chest. He felt Mirai wrap his legs around his waist, slinging them over his hips and locking his ankles. Gohan shuddered as he felt those legs encouraging him, still thrusting harshly.

He kissed his way back up Mirai’s neck and over his chin, claiming his mouth as he quickened the pace. He didn’t want either of them making too much noise and being caught. It had been embarrassing enough the first time. Gohan brought a hand up, roughly gripping a handful of Mirai’s hair, holding the other’s lips to his. Gohan felt Mirai’s hips begin to slam rougher against him as he thrust. Gohan moaned into the kiss and set a frenzied pace, hearing and feeling Mirai moan against his mouth.

They both broke the kiss at the same time and took a breath before crushing their mouths together again. Gohan felt Mirai’s body begin to buck beneath his and felt his trapped erection spurt wet streams between them as the future demi came, crying out into Gohan’s mouth. The Son’s eyes rolled back and he shuddered as he felt Mirai clench around him, becoming impossibly tighter. He thrust a few more times until it became unbearable and jerked against his lover, shooting his seed deep inside him.

Gohan collapsed as the sounds of their harsh breathing filled the dark hallway. Gohan shifted to kiss his koi’s neck and felt a hot tongue find the shell of his ear.

“That was awesome, chibi…” He heard Mirai breathe huskily.

His voice sounded a little…off…

Hang on…

Chibi…?

Mirai had never called him chibi…

Gohan felt a cold sensation coiling in his gut as realization stole over him. He felt the hairs prickle on the base of his neck as an ice-cold nervous sweat broke on his brow.

Wait…no...It couldn’t be…

He became more and more convinced as seconds passed, hearing the other call out in surprise as he jumped up and ran to the nearest window, whipping back the curtain and flooding the hall with harsh, unforgiving moonlight.

Trunks…

It wasn’t Mirai…

It was Trunks.


Trunks froze in shock, eyes wide, breath stopping in his chest as his eyes lit on the moon-drenched figure in front of him.

‘Gohan…?! Oh my fucking Gods… What on earth have we done…?’

They stared at each other across the short distance, both too shocked to cover up or even move. Gohan still hadn’t closed his mouth and felt a sharp pain in his chest. He shortly realized it was because he wasn’t breathing. He sucked in air, harshly, hearing Trunks do the same.

Trunks…

‘No wonder he had been so readily submissive…It wasn’t Mirai at all. It was Trunks’ Gohan\'s mind repeated in shock.

Trunks…

Gohan snapped out of it. He was standing here, naked in front of Trunks, in a hallway, where anyone might come across them at any time. The house was full of people. People who may be directly affected by what just happened.

‘Oh Gods…Mirai…’ Gohan thought

Gohan shakily walked towards Trunks and picked up his clothes from where they had been thrown. He threw Trunks his and they both dressed hurriedly, neither saying a word. When they were both dressed they faced each other.

Gohan spoke first

“Are you going to tell him?”

Trunks nodded immediately

“I think he will understand…” Trunks ran a hand through his hair, fixing it up. Gohan felt another shock of what was now overwhelming guilt as he remembered why Trunks’ hair was messed up. He squeezed his eyes shut in horror then realized Trunks was talking.

“Huh?” He asked

“I said, Are you going to tell Mirai…?” Trunks sounded angry

Gohan opened his eyes to meet the scowling prince’s. So much like Mirai’s…

‘Stop it. Just stop it, Gohan’

“Yes, I’m going to tell him. It was a mistake, I’m hoping he sees it that way.” Gohan nodded, trying to reassure himself.

Trunks nodded and they stood their awkwardly, neither saying anything. Gohan coughed, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

“I…I hope we can still be friends…” He murmured nervously, glancing at his feet

There was a pause and Gohan looked up to meet the demi’s laughing gaze.

“Of course we can still be friends Gohan! Don’t be an idiot!” He said jokingly, reaching out to punch the other’s arm. Gohan felt a bit strange at the contact but didn’t say anything. They would just have to accept that it had happened and move on.

“Hey…!” He joked back “I’m not an idiot! I have degrees…and...stuff!”

“So glib…” Trunks arched an eyebrow, grinning as Gohan shoved him playfully as the turned to go down the hallway.

Trunks smiled at him, knowing that things would still be OK between them. His smile turned to a worried frown while they walked as he remembered that everything was not fine. Goten wouldn’t be accepting of this at all. Their trust in each other was very strong and Goten couldn’t help but be hurt by this, even if it was an accident. Although they had been discussing something very similar, so…

Trunks shook his head. No, Goten was supossed to be there as well when it happened.

Trunks sighed, wiping his face as they walked back towards the party. Gohan nervously scrubbed a hand in his hair as he waved and left Trunks halfway, veering off into the deep of the house, tears beginning to flow. He found a rarely used room, far at the back of the house and sank down into a ball, sobbing on the bare floorboards.

He’d betrayed Mirai…oh Gods

The future demi wouldn’t want him as a mate now…

Gohan shrieked as pain shot through him raggedly, hands to his face, tears streaming down. He wailed and cried out, sounds of guilt and agony muffled by the thick walls.

He would have to tell Mirai…

Tomorrow.

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Wow…super-angst!

What a twist-y thing! I’m not so good with drama…so…review and tell me what you think!

leaf:Yeah…aren’t those looks just great! *vegeta squirms, looking uncomfortable* Stay tuned for more steaminess! *wink* *Vegeta frowns and reads next chapter* *scowls at me*

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