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Chapter 1: Vices
By : TheBatcave
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Chapter 2: Paranoia
12am... 1am... 2am...
Gohan pretty much watched the clock go round that night. Lately he had no problems sleeping with how active he was every day, but Cell being back left him unsettled. He couldn't explain it, but now that he was back, all he wanted to do was be with him.
He'd been talking to his saiyan half internally on and off for a couple of hours. Or at him, anyway. The saiyan didn't understand his confusion - either go and be with him or don't.
He flipped onto his back again, blowing his bangs out of his face. He was way too restless. And he needed to pee - again. He wondered whether his body was playing tricks on him or not. Was it nerves? He threw himself out of bed with a huff and made his way to the bathroom to relieve himself.
Gohan was stood at Cell's door literally five minutes later; the whole staying away from him plan didn't last very long. He hung around for about ten minutes trying to decide whether to go in or not. Eventually, he found himself knocking as quietly as possible, so that nobody around would hear it, and on the miniscule chance that Cell was sleeping and wouldn't hear it either. The door opened a few seconds later.
"Well well, look who's here," he said, sounding almost triumphant at the fact the Gohan was stood in front of him.
"What the hell am I doing here?" sighed Gohan.
"You tell me."
Gohan didn't answer. He couldn't. He didn't know why he felt the need to go to him, it was as if an invisible force was pulling him there. Cell was leaning against the door frame, the door in his hand. Gohan couldn't quite look at him for some reason. Cell rolled his eyes at having to make the first move; he pushed the door open as a gesture to welcome him inside. Gohan immediately took it, a hint of regret sinking in when he heard it close behind him.
"Did I wake you?" he asked awkwardly, keeping his eyes on the rest of the room. He was desperately trying to think of an excuse to be there, another cigarette perhaps? Though he didn't really want one right now.
"No." Cell observed him nervously fidgeting by rubbing one of his wrists. "Can't sleep?"
"What am I doing? I shouldn't be here."
"You thought you could just move on? You just can't keep away, can you?"
Cell's superior vision honed in on Gohan's neck. The boy's hair was let out, a little messy from lying in bed, but he could still see it - just behind his ear was the remnant of that bite he gave him. He let himself smile at the fact - that scar was making Gohan more drawn to him than ever. He even found himself reaching out to touch it, but as soon as Gohan felt his touch, he shied away from it, spinning round to face him. Cell took the hint and back off, lowering his hand.
Gohan stared up at him. He was fighting his body. He wanted to throw his arms around him and kiss him. He'd been without physical solace for so long that he almost felt happy to see him again. He began to wonder why he didn't stay earlier that day. After what felt like an eternity of just staring at him, Gohan found himself reaching out to his face.
Stop it, Gohan. What are you doing?
Cell stayed where he was, just letting things unfold. Warm fingertips caressed the side of his face slowly, and before long, Gohan closed in on him; Gohan traced his lips along Cell's, then he finally kissed him softly for a few seconds. He felt an underlying tension being relieved at that moment, tension he felt like he'd been carrying for weeks. He pulled away eventually, but not too far. He gently placed a finger on top of Cell's mouth.
"Don't say anything clever. Just... "
Cell purposely gave him a desirous stare, spurring Gohan to kiss him again. The android took him by surprise, his hands making their way up his back. He felt like he could press his hands down harder on him without hurting him, feeling actual muscles instead of mostly his ribs. His body felt different, more durable and stronger than it was before. He had to admit that he liked it after all.
Gohan was pulled right up against him, his hands found his Cell's chest and shoulders, feeling around him as if he forgot what it was like. At last, he'd found that missing piece, that one nagging, empty feeling in his chest - he felt like he was home again.
He never intended it, but he ended up staying there for the rest of the night, just sleeping soundly in his arms. The android didn't mean to follow him in it, but ended up dozing off himself at some point.
"You know that you don't really love him, right?"
Gohan rotated his head to look at his saiyan counterpart, who was lying next to him on the bed.
"Don't I?" Gohan didn't bother trying to keep up with his constant wavering feelings and emotions when it came to Cell. But now that the android was back, he was forced to confront them again.
"Hmph, whatever."
"Well how do you feel about him?"
"Are you kidding?" laughed the saiyan. "I can't stand that fucker."
Gohan figured as much. He and his twin may reside in the same body but they were different people, with different thoughts, opinions and feelings.
"You stand him enough to sleep with him," remarked Gohan.
"Yeah, once," said the saiyan. "I was up for it and he was available."
"Think you'll go back for more?"
The saiyan paused for a second as if he was really thinking about that question.
"You know, I could take it or leave it. I'm not really the submissive type."
Gohan wished that he could do the same, just drop him whenever he felt like it, just as Cell would do to him. However, that odd feeling of bring so drawn to him was present, it was as if it took over his very being and all rational thought.
He sat up as if to prepare himself for the outside world again, when he noticed something different about the room.
"How long has that been there?"
"What?"
"That door... "
There was a door that he remembered conjuring for the child alter, which had remained closed apart from a few incidents where Gohan had to go in to calm him down in the past few weeks.
But there was a second door adjacent to it that he hadn't seen before.
"Oh, that? I thought you made that."
"No, I've never seen it before."
"Shows how much you are aware of your surroundings. That's been there for weeks."
"Does it lead anywhere?"
"I don't fucking know. I don't care," sighed the saiyan, flopping back down on the pillow again.
Gohan, however, was curious. He got up off the bed and slowly approached the new door. He hesitantly knocked four times.
"Hello?"
Did he split off again? Was there another alter behind the door? There was no answer, so he went to turn the handle, only to discover that it was locked. If there was anyone beyond the door, it looked as if they didn't want to be disturbed. He left it for now, returning to his bed.
Gohan had a more or less stable system in place. The child alter had a few happier fleeting moments, Gohan had named him "Koji", meaning small one, after the child continuously got upset about not having his own name - that, and the saiyan insisted on calling him "brat" at every opportunity. The thought of another alter coming in to shake things up again only made him anxious.
Gohan had to sneak out of Cell's room before everyone else began rising for the day. There was a lot of regret that he'd gone back to Cell not even a day after he got back, but at the same time that something that was missing in him for the past few months, even with the leaps he'd made in his personal recovery, was finally back in place again.
He went about his morning routine as he usually would, as if nothing had changed. As they all headed out for their training that morning, Cell made his appearance known as he strolled out onto the field.
"So you're back," said Goku, surprised to see him.
"Your observational skills are sound, Goku," remarked Cell.
"It's about time, not that we missed you," snarled Vegeta. "Are you now able to assist us in ending this war, then?"
Cell simply smirked back at him, not elaborating any further. Gohan watched from a distance, not saying a word or acknowledging anyone else around him, he just wanted to pretend the Cell wasn't really here, if only to keep his brain in it's delicate balance that he'd been working hard to maintain.
The android did train with them that day, but with some unknown otherworld fighters, steering clear of Gohan and the others.
Training wrapped up a lot later that day, prompting Gohan to eat whilst still in his fighting gi. After showering then hanging out with his friends for a while afterward, he headed towards his room at 10pm, only to unconsciously divert to Cell's door yet again.
That stupid invisible, pulling, longing feeling was back. He knocked before entering, finding Cell by the window.
"You're later than I thought you'd be, I'll give you that."
"You were expecting me?" Gohan shot back.
"I know you," said Cell with a smirk. "I know how you get when you're riled up after a fight."
Gohan rolled his eyes. He was riled up still, as he usually would be. It would build up every few days after training constantly; first he'd eat a copious amount of food, then he'd head to the shower and relieve any pent up frustrations through masturbation. Although today, he showered without relieving those tensions, knowing in the back of his mind that there would be other ways of doing that now Cell was back.
"Aren't you?" he asked, aware that his breathing was sped up in anticipation, which Cell also noticed.
"I suppose... " the android admitted. He closed in on him, pressing him up against the door holding his jaw in place with his left hand. Gohan simply stared back; that smile Cell wore was infuriating. He kissed him, holding his head in place, feeling his pulse racing as one of his fingers was place by his jugular. As Cell pulled away, his hand slid down from his face and closed around his neck, applying some light pressure; not enough to cause him distress, but just enough to restrict his airflow a little.
"You're clearly in a sadistic mood," said Gohan, his voice straining under Cell's grip.
"Evidently," he chuckled. He trailed his free hand down his torso, teasingly slipping his fingers under the waistband of his pants. He leaned into his ear again. "Are you going to do exactly as you're told to?"
Gohan knew that he was asking him to be totally submissive. He forgot what the thrill of the unknown felt like after having the upper hand on all his training partners as of late.
"Yes."
"Good," Cell let go of him. "Take your clothes off."
Gohan did so, removing his clothing, his wristbands, and letting his hair out. He stood still for a moment, his tail nervously hanging behind him. The android held his hand out to him. Gohan took it without question. Cell shuffled backwards in that tiny room, sitting on the edge of the bed, bringing the saiyan right up against him. Gohan caught himself before he fell forwards, placing his hands on Cell's shoulders. Gohan sucked his teeth when Cell sank his teeth into his stomach repeatedly. He felt his hands on his backside and lower back. Before long, Cell was using his hands to turn him to face away from him.
"Touch the floor."
"Um... what?" Gohan was a little hesitant to do so since that would put him in an extremely vulnerable position.
"Disobey me again and I'll hurt you," Cell said in a quiet, threatening tone, gripping onto his hip even harder to signify his annoyance. "Bend over and touch the floor."
Gohan swallowed and did as he was bid, totally exposing himself. He at least appreciated that he couldn't see much else apart from the floor and his hands pressed against it.
"You've definitely been training hard."
Gohan was about to ask him what he meant by that when he felt a finger tracing up the back of his thigh. Unbeknownst to him, the android was in fact looking for a certain female part of him, he was curious to know if it was still present after his latest heat cycle. He was pretty sure that Gohan didn't even know of it's existence since he was so out of it when they mated. He found what looked a fold of skin located along his perineum, but as he trailed his finger over it, he was disappointed to find that it was closed off until his next cycle.
Cell discarded that particular plan for now, and began playing with his balls instead. Gohan kept reacting to ever single little touch, but couldn't see anything that well apart from the floor. He had trouble breathing upside down too to top it all off. This was an uncomfortable position. He wondered what the point of it was, other than humiliating him. But then he heard unsteady breathing and the sounds of him -
"Are you jerking off?" he asked without thinking, he was even smiling at the thought. He got no answer, but managed to manoeuvre his head enough to see for a moment that he was indeed. Gohan stayed where he was obediently, gasping and occasionally flinching when Cell touched him in various intimate areas.
"Stand up."
Finally. Gohan struggled to stand upright again, his back killing him. It took a while for all that blood to leave his head, his face was very flushed from it all. As he turned his head around and looked down, he could see that Cell had a hard on. The android had his right hand on his hip, his left hand still between his legs on his right inner thigh. It was tickling him a little, so he couldn't help that naughty grin on his face.
"What was that about?" asked Gohan curiously.
"I've been craving a decent view for a while after being stuck in a lab."
"Didn't have you down as such a pervert," he taunted, risking a negative reaction. Instead, he felt a smile against his hip, his hands feeling around him like he was a brand new toy.
"You're a bad influence on me."
Gohan let out an exasperated laugh back at him, suddenly deciding to turn himself around to face him. Placing his hands on those broad shoulders, he gave them an almighty shove backwards, making Cell fall back onto the bed.
Gohan smiled down at him ominously, looking him dead in the eyes before sinking all the way down to his body. He had an idea that he would surely pay for later. He took his length into his mouth, immediately working on him to the best of his ability. Cell soon discovered the disadvantages of going so long without any kind of release - he wasn't going to last very long at the rate he was going. He attempted to stop Gohan in his tracks, but the saiyan managed to push him back down, the android impressed with his strength.
"At least give me something to look at," he sneered, the only thing visible to him being the ceiling. Gohan released him for a moment, having what he would have considered thirty minutes ago to be a crazy idea; but after Cell insisted on a display, then he decided to give him one. He got onto the bed with him, surprising the android by throwing a leg over his head and settling on his knees over his face, before bending over to carry on where he left off.
"That better?" he asked with a sly smile. Cell answered by grabbing hold of his hips and feeling around him again like he did before. Gohan took him into his mouth for a second time. Cell began panting, his voice was escaping from his throat as he felt himself getting closer. Gohan wasn't letting up at all.
"Argh... you fucking whore... " Cell hands moved to his buttocks, deciding to offer some payback back licking at his entrance. It caused Gohan to falter for a moment, moaning around him, before he managed to block him out again. The android had to choice but to stop when Gohan's tail swiftly appeared and coiled tightly around his neck; he had to let his head fall back down, his fingers dig into his skin as he neared his end. As he finally climaxed, he sunk his teeth into Gohan's inner right thigh, at least getting more noise out of him as he filled his mouth.
Cell released his teeth from him, flopping back down, feeling relief when Gohan's tail unravelled from his neck once more - though he had to admit that the mild pressure on his windpipe made the experience more enjoyable.
"Pervert," remarked Gohan teasingly. Cell violently shoved him to one side by his hips with a growl. Gohan giggled to himself, though he bumped his head on the wall that the bed was tucked up against. "Well, I hoped you enjoyed the view anyway... "
"Oh, I'm not done with you - "
Cell grabbed him before he could move, violently manhandling him onto all fours in front of him, the android up on his knees. He took advantage of Gohan's already lubricated opening and rammed two fingers inside him after wetting them. Gohan grunted at the sensation. Cell's left hand held onto his hip as to hold him as steady as possible, Gohan felt his insides being massaged, though not gently. Cell could feel his body attempting to jerk around in response, feeling it tensing around his fingers.
"I never get tired of that sound," remarked Cell, meaning the noises Gohan was making; that steady line between intense pleasure and pain. Cell eventually found that sweet spot once more, then he introduced a third finger.
"Ow... " he gasped, his mouth hung open and his face gave off a pained expression as he felt all three digits fishing around in him. "Ow, what the hell are you - " He kept groaning in a way that signified that he was still enjoying it, but it was starting to lean on the more painful side. "Argh!" Next came a shooting pain in his bladder, he was soon moving around to try to ease it.
His fingers finally left him, but half a second later, Cell shoved his cock inside him without any warning whatsoever, causing him to fall forwards onto his elbows. The bed seemed to be taking it just as aggressively as he was.
"Hey!" he said with a slight laugh, surprised that all this got him hard again so quickly. Cell was using unnecessary force, his lower spine taking the brunt of it. "Not so hard - argh!" A good chunk of his hair was seized, pushing the side of his face down into the mattress.
"I think you're forgetting your place, whore," growled Cell in a threatening, low voice that gave him chills - thankfully the good kind. "You stay down and you take it!"
Yes, it hurt and it took his breath away with every single thrust, but fuck did it make him feel alive. He found himself grabbing onto his own cock and pleasuring himself, which made the experience even more enthralling. Cell only noticed what he was doing when the strain in Gohan's voice softened somewhat; he looked down to see that his right hand was working away on himself, his left stretched out in front of him threatening to tear the bed sheet up that was contained in his clenching fist.
The android observed what he could see of most of the side of his face; his hair was all over the place, his eyes were closed and his mouth agape in a rapturous state. Cell was only frustrated that he couldn't see much. And so he stopped, tore him up and out of his euphoria by his hair and flipped him onto his back.
Cell draped Gohan's legs over his arms and entered him again, placing his hands firmly at either side of him which pushed Gohan's knees up to his chest. The bed wasn't feeling to stable under his back as he heard it creaking louder and louder; just as quickly as he made that observation, they both felt the frame finally give way and snap under them.
Cell fell forwards slightly, one foot sliding off onto the floor to support him as the bed hit the floor. Once Gohan got over the shock of that unexpected drop, he burst into laughter.
"Oops," he snickered, biting his lip. Cell observed that genuine, almost goofy smirk on his face and couldn't help but smile back. "Think it'll hold?"
"Let's find out… "
The android began thrusting into him again, gradually hitting him as hard as he was before. The bed was still creaking a little, but he heard a part of it thumping against the floor too. Since they were on the second floor, he began to wonder if there was anyone below them. That train of though soon evaporated when Cell pressed further into him using his foot on the ground for extra leverage.
"Do you have to do that so fucking hard?" he grunted, his pelvis was aching from the force that was being used against him.
"I really do," replied Cell with an evil smirk. Gohan's breathing was ragged from keeping up with him, he reached up and held onto his shoulders to give himself something to grip onto, but then resorted back to what he was doing before; he let his left arm fall back down to rest over his head, and the other drifted down to pleasure himself again. It evened everything out again somewhat and threw him back into that euphoric state once more.
That was what Cell was waiting for, he ended up going a little faster as he watched Gohan work away on himself, however, what captivated him most was the look on his face. His eyes were closed, his head drifting to one side and baring his neck to him. Cell leaned down and a path from is collar bone to his ear, his skin tasted salty with sweat.
"That feels good… " Gohan turned his head back to the centre as Cell returned to his previous position, staring down at him. He noticed beads of sweat on his chest as it moved up and down with heavy, shuddering breaths. Then Gohan opened his eyes a little, looking up at him for a moment with a cheeky half smile on his lips. "Harder…. "
Cell was surprised at the request after struggling with the force he was using earlier, but he complied. Gohan gasped sharply as he felt his pelvis get even closer to shattering, but found equilibrium again by pleasuring himself faster.
"Harder," he said again in a teasing tone.
"Believe it or not, I'm trying not to break you in half," said Cell.
"I said fuck me harder," he said again with an infuriating smirk. The android knew that smirk anywhere - the saiyan had just fronted. He complied again, pretty sure he was going to injure him at this point. "Aah… fuck!" The saiyan laughed, then his facial expression changed again from impudent to sensual. The android was perplexed for a moment before he realised that he was fucking both of them for a few moments. Gohan had switched back in, admirably taking everything that Cell was forcibly giving him. Cell couldn't stop staring at his face, the way he was so lost in the moment, also how he occasionally opened his eyes and gazed right back at him.
The bed wasnt feeling too clever at this point, and the noise it was making began to be hilariously distracting.
"Oh, fuck… fuck… " Gohan caught a wave, throwing his head and giving off uneven, desperate breaths before finally reaching his orgasm. He rode it out with a loud voice, emptying himself onto his stomach and chest; he felt Cell finish half a second after him, giving one or two more powerful thrusts as he came inside him.
As they both relaxed where they were, Cell still buried inside him, Gohan shook out his arms then let them flop back down on the mattress. He winced a little as Cell slowly removed himself from his body; he observed the satisfaction in Cell's face as his seed seeped out of him, the sensation made Gohan twitch a little.
"You need a new bed," he laughed breathlessly, he brushed all the hair stuck to his face away.
"I'm surprised we haven't broken anything else," remarked Cell, referring to Gohan's abused pelvis.
"Well I won't know that until I stand up."
"You can thank your evil twin for that."
Gohan smiled to himself, closing his eyes, his face looked blissful as he took deep breaths to relax himself again. Fuck, he needed that. And he figured that Cell did too. The android observed the naked saiyan laid out before him, still nestled between his legs which he could feel shaking against his sides. He was covered in sweat and both their releases looking relaxed and utterly spent.
"What?" asked Gohan with a smile, who caught Cell staring down at him.
"Just replaying the sight of you coming all over yourself as all."
"Fuck you," sighed Gohan, still smiling away to himself. Cell left him, getting up off the bed, letting Gohan's knees flop down to one side. As much as he wanted to just lie there, something was suddenly really bugging him. "Urgh… man. I've really gotta pee… " He carefully rolled himself over on the unsteady, broken bed. "Oh, that's definitely sore," he grumbled, referring to his aching pelvis.
"I wouldn't try to walk just yet if I were you."
"Well maybe if you weren't trying to claw out my prostate earlier, I wouldn't have to. " Cell laughed at the memory of it, clearly not sorry at all; Gohan didn't expect anything less. "We gonna move to another room?" he asked, eyeing the broken bed.
"Why, are you planning on sticking around?" The android wouldn't say no to that, especially to maintain his hold over him.
Cell woke up at around 5am. It was still dark outside from what he would tell through the curtains. He was still getting used to the day and night cycle that the otherworld had now that it had merged with Earth's dimension. He was also trying to get used to the new room that they'd moved to, the one opposite to the old one still being vacant.
He turned his head to see that Gohan was sleeping soundly next to him, still right where he left him with the covers over the lower half of his body. Gohan was facing away from him. Thoughts ran through Cell's mind over the next few minutes as he listened to his deep breathing.
Just what had Gohan been up to these past three months? Who had he been with? Who had he been seeing? Was there anyone else?
Cell cursed himself for feeling so paranoid and possessive of the boy. So what if there was anybody else? Gohan was in his bed right now. He came straight back to him at the first opportunity. But yet...
The android traced his fingers over his bare shoulder, but that was enough to wake the slumbering saiyan. It took Gohan a moment to come around and remember where he was. He looked behind him to see Cell there, his hand still on his shoulder. Gohan turned himself over so that he was facing him.
"What's wrong?" he said sleepily.
"What makes you think that there's something wrong?" asked the android.
"Because you look like you want to punch me," said Gohan hesitantly, not wanting to put the idea into Cell's head.
"I can't help but think about all those people out there who have had their hands on you while I was gone."
There it was again - Cell's relentless claim of ownership over him and his body.
"I can't exactly not train... " Gohan knew exactly what the android's paranoid thinking was getting at, and decided to try and ease it. "There hasn't been anyone else. It's only you."
For a moment, he felt like he couldn't breathe without Cell allowing it. He wanted to carry on training and have some level of freedom away from him. But, for some unfathomable reason, Gohan found himself wanting to prove to Cell that he did belong to him. He leaned in and kissed him softly. He lured him backwards until Gohan's head hit the pillow and he was on his back. As Cell pulled back, he took his hand from his face and pulled it down his body slowly... and then under the covers and into his pants. He looked up at him straight in the eyes as he took his own hand back and placed it above his head.
Cell watched his hips bucking under the covers as he began working on him.
"Mm... " Gohan's eyes rolled shut and his head fell back. Cell quickly realised what he was doing - showing him that he was his. He complied, letting him go for a moment to yank the covers off him entirely, then returned to jerking him off. He listened to him making desperate little sounds, bucking into his hand repeatedly.
"You... are mine," he whispered against his lips. He squeezed him harder.
"Ah... n... " His head fell back even further.
"What was that?"
"n... I love y-you... " he panted desperately. He was gripping the pillow, one of his legs was bent with his knee up, giving him leverage to push back against his hand.
"I know," he answered with a smile.
"F-fuck... "
"Do you belong to me?"
"Yes... "
"Are you a whore?"
"Yes... argh!" Cell was driving him insane, keeping him teetering on the edge.
"Say it!"
"I'm a whore... " Gohan complied with whatever was being asked of him. Both because he didn't want Cell to think that he was moving on from him, and because of the insane amount of pleasure he was feeling right now.
Cell captured his lips, kissing him hard, muffling all the steadily louder moans coming out of him.
"I'm gonna come... " he panted, his face still pressed up against Cell's.
"You'll come when I tell you to," he said.
Gohan let out a desperate moan that had a ring of disappointment to it, but he held on regardless.
"Please..." He was starting to regret this. He almost came but just managed to stop himself. Cell felt him shudder from it. "Cell, please!"
"I do like when you beg."
"I'm not gonna last if you keep - mmph!"
Cell's free hand clamped over his mouth.
"You don't fucking tell me what to do."
The android continued playing with him relentlessly. Gohan had no choice but to moan into his hand to stop himself from caving in.
"You've definitely gotten a little less obedient, haven't you?" remarked Cell over him with a smirk, he was getting off on all the power he had right now. Gohan was shaking violently under him. He removed his hand from his face, listening to his breathless moaning. This kind of torture was worse than if he was actually punching him. "Still want to come?"
"Yes, you bastard... " he said hatefully through his teeth.
"I can feel you shaking like a leaf," he laughed evilly. Gohan kept tensing and writhing on the bed, Cell admired his inner strength and his will to prove his loyalty to him.
"Ah... fuck! Please!"
Cell had a twisted look in his eye as he removed his hand from him completely; Gohan promptly punched Cell in the shoulder in frustration.
"You're such a fucking asshole," he said, half seriously as the android just left him hanging like that. Cell yanked his head backwards by his hair, holding him down and exposing his neck, Gohan grunted at the sensation of his scalp feeling like it was going to tear off.
"You... are going to sleep in here with me from now on," he said in a low voice.
"Is that so?" remarked Gohan, his saiyan half seeping through a little as Cell observed that irritating little smile on his face.
"If you don't, I will find you and drag you here."
Gohan was about to bite back when he was suddenly hit with a blinding sensation throughout his entire body; the android found the mating mark he left him on the right side of his neck and placed his mouth on it, nipping and sucking at the scar. Gohan's eyes squeezed shut as he let out a sensual noise.
"Aah... what the fuck are you doing to me?" He had a very vague memory of receiving that mark all of a sudden, also flashes of noticing that it hadn't gone away over time either. His legs curled up as his whole body tingled, but he also felt incredibly uncomfortable between his legs as he was still hanging on by a thread.
"You can do whatever you please all day, but at the end of it, you will always return to me without fail."
"Seriously, what - " Cell silenced him again by biting his neck harder, he pushed his vest up to expose his torso, then teasingly ran his free hand up his inner thigh. Gohan was finding it hard to breathe, let alone talk, as it felt like all of his nerve endings were burning pleasantly.
"Does this feel good?" he asked. His grip softened on his hair, cradling his head instead, raven locks threaded through his fingers. Gohan couldn't exactly describe the feeling; it was intense and quite intoxicating, it made him crave his touch and affection, and above all else, it deeply aroused him.
"I don't know… " he slurred, it began to feel overwhelming, he needed a release or else he was going to scream. The hand dancing around his thigh finally made its way back into his pants, grabbing his cock again. He let out what could only be described as a high pitched cry. "Please…"
"Come for me."
Gohan wasted no time in doing so, his hips briefly left the bed as he emptied himself onto his stomach. It took him a while to catch him breath and come back to reality after all of those feelings.
"And the main reason above all else that you'll keep coming back to me - " Cell caressed his face as Gohan hazily gazed back at him. "-is because you love me."
The next morning was that one day per week they all had to relax. Gohan was out on the field with his breakfast that morning, dressed in a pair of jeans
"Are you okay, kid?" asked Jeice as he sat next to him on the grass.
"Yeah," sighed Gohan, nursing his half-full mug of tea in his hands.
"Something's bugging you." Jeice knew he was right, Gohan had been quieter than usual and distracted during their spar. "Is it Cell being back?" Gohan kept his eyes firmly on the drink in his hands. Yes, the android's presence was causing a bit of a stir for everyone, let alone himself. "You can tell me, I won't judge you."
Gohan took a deep breath and lifted his head to gaze out into the fields instead.
"I guess so," he confessed nervously. "I've come so far these past few weeks and him suddenly being here again is just... "
"Don't let him trip you up, dude," said Jeice reassuringly. "You've been kicking so much ass lately."
"You think so?"
"Yeah, I mean, you're not looking like a ghost anymore for starters."
"Thanks," laughed Gohan, raising his eyebrows. Then Yamcha walked past them. "You not joining us, Yamcha?"
"Huh? Oh, um Tien wanted me to join him for a stroll," he said, stretching his arms out with a huge, loud yawn.
"You not sleep last night?" asked Jeice.
"I got woke up by lots of banging in the ceiling. Sounded like some guys in the room above me were getting real busy."
Gohan's stomach dropped a little, but he managed to cover any trace of it on his face by just drinking his tea.
"Who knew sex was still a thing in the afterlife," Yamcha continued.
"Oh it totally is, isn't it Gohan?" teased Jeice, nudging Gohan with his elbow.
"Mmph, shut up!" he said with a mouthful of tea, trying not to spill any as Jeice almost knocked the mug from his hands.
"Hopefully they'll give it a rest tonight."
"I hope so, sounded like the bed took a hit from the crash that I heard," laughed Yamcha as he walked away.
Oh shit... Gohan could only wish that he and Cell were quieter in their... activities. He just sat there, slowly sipping away at his tea when Jeice spoke up once Yamcha was far enough away.
"Hey Gohan, didn't Cell get back a couple of days ago?"
"Probably?" he said, playing dumb.
"Because Yamcha couldn't have possibly been hearing the two of you fucking each other's brains out, right?"
Gohan was about to play dumb again when he decided that he couldn't keep up the pretence any longer.
"Urgh, I don't know what the hell is wrong with me," he groaned, thumping the mug against his forehead as if to knock some sense into himself.
"Oh, you didn't!"
"I did, I really did," sighed Gohan squeezing his eyes shut with embarrassment.
"Gohan!"
"I know... " Gohan shook his head at himself.
"You broke the fucking bed?" asked Jeice, with a huge grin on his face.
"Yeah, things got a little... crazy."
"Poor Yamcha." Jeice was enjoying this way more than he should have been. "I can imagine it now,"
"Please don't imagine it, it's not pretty," said Gohan.
"'Cell, you monster... '" he said in an exasperated voice.
"Ew, no, fuck off!" complained Gohan, playfully shoving Jeice over. He was giggling so hard that he couldn't stop himself from landing on the grass. "Seriously, I don't know why I went back to him like that so easily."
"Eh, so you wanted to bone and he was there. And you've been fidgety as hell lately so that's not surprising."
"Was it really that obvious?" asked Gohan, a little embarrassed by his overly active hormones as of late.
"Just... be careful, yeah?"
Gohan had every intention of doing so. He was determined not to fall back into that pit of despair again. But was he strong enough? He guessed that it was time to test how far he'd come.
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Chapter 1: Vices