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Worlds Collide	By : TheBatcave Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 766 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 30: Freak
The saiyan relished every single moment of that fight. The adrenaline he felt, the high stakes. It felt so good to be alive at that moment. Still enjoying his powered up state, he remained in his super saiyan form. He left his friends to explore the new house created for them by King Kai. He enjoyed the silence as he walked through the halls, until...
"Hello, whore," snarled Cell, suddenly standing out in front of him front around the corner.
"Hi," quipped Gohan, fully expecting to be ambushed like this; he didn't leave himself out in the open by himself by accident, and Cell knew it.
"Busy are we?"
"Like you wouldn't believe," he said, sarcasm evident in his face as he folded his arms.
"Surely you have time for me, I've been meaning to even the score for a while now."
"Mm, I bet," he said. The sarcasm was still there.
"Still blonde?"
"Only to spite you," said Gohan, staring him right in the eyes. He knew that Cell hates seeing him like this. "Excuse me."
Gohan let his arms fall back by his side, strolling forwards. But Cell merely blocked his path by sticking his arm out to meet the wall beside them. The saiyan sneered at him.
"Get out of my way," he said threateningly.
"No," said Cell, smiling at him hungrily.
Gohan tried to step past him on his other side, but he was blocked off again. The saiyan laughed wryly.
"Freak," he muttered, rolling his eyes as he turned to walk off in the opposite direction. Turning his back on him wasn't a wise move. But again... the saiyan already knew that. He was seized by the hair on the back of his head and his spine hit the wall faster than he could blink.
"What did you just call me?" The android held his head firmly in place by his hair, forcing him to look at him.
"I called you a freak," he said, wearing a smirk.
"You dare... "
"Oh, I dare. Freak."
Cell let go of his face, curled the same hand into a fist and buried it into Gohan's stomach. Maybe a little too hard. Gohan reacted vocally with a loud grunt, doubling over slightly. It took him a moment to catch his breath again after that one. The android watched admirably as he slowly stood up straight again.
"That all you've got, freak?"
That earned him a hard smack across the face. Enough to redden his cheek. Gohan gave him an unreadable look in response. Cell seemed satisfied by that, but was unexpectedly returned the favour with Gohan's elbow. The android stumbled a little, clutching his jaw. He suddenly darted forwards and grabbed Gohan by his hair again, dragging him around the corner.
Safely away from anybody who may have heard them, he opened the door to one of the empty rooms on this part of the house, and threw Gohan inside.
The saiyan caught himself on the adjacent wall before he could land in a heap on the floor. He heard the door being locked.
"I think it's time I taught you a lesson," he said, the tone of his voice sounding dangerous.
"Shame, I'm not really in the mood to listen."
Cell yanked Gohan towards him by his gi, their noses touching.
"You insolent little fuck!" he growled.
"Am I getting to you?" mocked Gohan, looking him right in the eyes.
The android's hands slid up from his gi and held his head in place, one of his thumbs traced over Gohan's lips.
"I'm sure I can find something to shove in here," he remarked.
His thumb was replaced by his index finger, which seemed to naturally seemed to slip through his parted lips. He felt Gohan's tongue work away on it, but he bit down hard. Cell grunted with pain, snatching his hand back, before he smacked him across the face again, this time much harder. The force of it spun Gohan's head, sending him stumbling back into the wall. Cell pounced, turning him to face the wall. He twisted his left arm around behind his back and pushed him up against it. Gohan fought back, however, struggling against him. The android, added more force, slamming him back against the wall, pinning one of his legs down as well by forcing his knee into the back of Gohan's, deadening the muscles. He held his free arm by the wrist.
"You're a feral creature, aren't you?" Cell laughed as Gohan continued to struggle.
"And you're a vindictive freak."
The android slammed him into the wall again, Gohan's right cheek and shoulder taking most of it.
"Ow!" he grunted through his teeth.
"I'm sorry, am I hurting you?" Cell asked teasingly. Gohan giggled insolently.
"No," he answered. Cell squeezed his arm tighter and pressed his knee further into Gohan's leg, perfectly hitting a pressure point. "Aah! You piece of -"
"Careful," he warned, his lips against his ear.
"Or else wha-" Gohan was slammed into the wall once again before he could finish.
"Does it hurt?"
"I've had worse," said Gohan with a defiant smirk. Cell rolled his eyes with a smile as he increased his grip on him even more. He felt him try to move away from him again. He heard him struggle to keep him voice to himself as he began to shake with pain. The bones in his arm were on the verge of snapping.
"Does it hurt?" he squeezed a tiny bit harder on that last word, finally getting a vocal response out of him.
"Yes! Fuck!" he cried as it got a little too much for him to bear.
Cell finally let go of him, not gently. Gohan panted in relief, feeling the blood flow return to his bruised limbs. He turned himself around to lean his back against the wall when the android lunged forward again and forcefully kissed him. Gohan bit his lip hard in response, making Cell pull away abruptly. He grabbed hold of Gohan's jaw firmly, the saiyan stared back fiercely.
"The harder you fight, the more it'll hurt."
"Why, is this going somewhere?" he mocked. Cell laughed at him, closing in on his ear.
"It is, and you're going to take it like you always do."
Gohan pushed him away from him harshly.
"Oh I do like this game," said Cell.
"What game?" Gohan was playing games indeed, but he was putting on a good front. He was playing hard to get.
"Take off your clothes."
"No."
Cell seized him by his jaw again.
"Strip. Now."
"Fuck. Off."
Cell pushed him to the floor. Gohan landed with a thud on all fours, where he was flipped onto his back. He pushed and he kicked, but his belt was removed quickly, and he was held down by his neck, the android opened up his shirt with his free hand and loomed over him.
"As this is your first time, I was going to be gentle, but... it turns out that you're a wild thing that needs to be tamed."
He added a little more pressure to his neck, causing Gohan's hands to fly up to try and pry him off. That gave the distraction required for Cell to loosen his pants a little. As he slid his hand inside and grabbed hold of him, Gohan stopped trying to move.
"Good boy," he said, tentatively removing his hand from his neck.
The saiyan began to respond to being touched intimately for the first time, grinding his hips up a little to meet Cell's hand. After a few more seconds, Gohan took the advantage, turning his hips and trying to shuffle away from him.
"We've got a live one," laughed Cell, easily getting hold of him. "Looks like I'll have to break you first."
Cell pulled and pushed and forced him onto his front, raising his lower half onto his knees, pressing the left side of his face into the floor. He yanked his pants down a little more before wetting his fingers. Gohan gasped a short laugh as he felt two fingers enter him.
"I hate you," he grunted.
"No you don't," the android teased. He drove his fingers in as far as he could, listening to Gohan become breathless. "You love me. You love what I'm doing to you."
"You're starting to hurt me," he panted.
"You love pain."
Cell removed his fingers from him. As he uncovered and prepared himself, Gohan pushed himself up to escape again. The android didn't let him get very far, grabbing him by his tail this time. He leaned over him, getting a good hold of his arms until he could get them behind his back. He reached for Gohan's discarded belt and tied his hands together so tightly that the fabric cut into his skin a little.
He pushed him back down into the same position as before.
"Ready?"
"Get bent, freak," said Gohan, wearing a smile that Cell could almost hear.
The android entered him. Slowly at first.
"You done yet?"
Cell suddenly rammed into him in response, earning him a pain filled reply. It was strange, he even felt different to his other half.
"Not even close," he remarked, one hand went to his hip, and the other around the base of his tail. He wondered if he would get the same result as he did with the saiyan's other half. He massaged his tail, grinding his hips upward to meet it.
"Aah... that's not fair... " groaned Gohan. His crotch began burning almost immediately.
"Life isn't fair."
Gohan's voice sounded different from his alter. He seemed a lot more free and loose with it.
"I think I'm gonna... "
Cell felt him tense and shudder, sucking in a breath as he felt him climax, taking in the sound of his voice.
"After the fight you put up, I expected that to last more than twenty seconds."
"First time, remember," he panted, before sighing contently.
Cell rammed into him again, reminding him that this was far from over.
"Rude," grunted the saiyan flatly, his cheek rubbing against the carpet. The android gripped onto his hips and had his way, handling him with even less care than ever. As Cell grew breathless, Gohan's panting turned into laughter.
"What's so funny?" asked Cell, slowing his movements. Gohan ignored him, carrying on that insolent laugh, knowing exactly how to aggravate him. "Well?!" The android yanked on his restraints, causing his shoulders pain.
"You had to tie up the scary super saiyan to win," teased the saiyan, he raised his tail up and caressed the android's face with it mockingly. "Loser."
He heard a sneer, then he was pulled upright onto his knees by his restraints, another hand appeared gripping onto his hair.
"You're tied up because you refuse to be obedient."
"I thought you wanted me to be bad," said the saiyan, still wearing that annoying little smirk.
"I want you... " Cell's hand left his hair and clamped down over his mouth instead. "... to shut your whore mouth!" The android shouted against his cheek, and was satisfied as he felt him flinch.
He was going to win. He wasn't going to let Gohan's super saiyan form terrorize him any longer. He was going to conquer and tame it once and for all.
The android felt him try to wriggle free of him again; he slid his arm around his torso and held him tightly against himself. He went for in for himself, pounding him mercilessly. The saiyan still insisted on pushing it, producing exaggerated sounds into the hand on his mouth.
Gohan felt Cell begin to lose it, going faster, growling into his ear. He tried to move his head away, but Cell insisted on keeping him there, his nose and mouth pressed up against his ear, grunting and moaning as he neared his end. The saiyan began to moan for real this time, feeling Cell tense behind him repeatedly. He grew to like the sounds being forced down his ear, the hands on his face and stomach holding him so tight that it began to hurt.
"Fuck... " gasped the android, forgetting Gohan was even there for a few seconds as he climaxed. The saiyan enjoyed the feeling of him losing himself completely, feeling his seed inside him for the first time.
Cell's grip loosened on him as he left his body, and he carelessly pushed him to the floor again as he caught his breath. Gohan landed hard, though was relieved that there was no more pressure on his knees.
"Well, that was nice," he panted. He leaned over him, removing his hair from his face. As he ran the back of his fingers over his cheek, the saiyan tried to jerk his head away from it. "No? Your other half would have given me a kiss goodnight by now. He likes a little affection afterward."
"I don't want your fake affection, I want you to fucking untie me! I've got a cramp in my wrist."
"You're just like me. So aggressive, in it for the thrill. And you hate it when you aren't in control."
Cell finally reached down and released his hand. Gohan's overstretched shoulders felt relief as he pushed himself up off the floor. Before he could get any further than propping his upper half up, he felt the android by his ear again. He turned his head to the right to look at him.
Gohan smiled, leaning into his face, giving him an intimate kiss, much like his human half would have. Cell admired the fact that he still had a fierce look in his eye even now.
"Is that it, or do you want to snuggle too?" he whispered teasingly.
"Don't make me hurt you again," said Cell, a dark smirk creeping across his face.
"Again? You were never close."
The android got to his feet, dragging Gohan up by his hair. He threw him onto the bed and climbed on top of him, holding him down by his neck.
"You think you're immune to pain?"
"Frieza chokes harder then you."
Cell's hand pressed down on his throat, he kept it there for a good twenty seconds or so until Gohan began to struggle for air. Then he let him go. He watched as he refilled his lungs suddenly, coughing. He was soon laughing again. The android slipped two fingers into him, that got a reaction at least, he stopped laughing for a second.
"You are incredibly irritating."
"You so wanna fuck me," panted the saiyan. "Can't get enough."
Those fingers left him, another hand smacked him hard across the face again.
"Urgh, I'll give you that one," said Gohan, blinking heavily to realign his vision. He was hit a second time unexpectedly. "Ouch!"
"If you want me to kill you, you're going about it the right way."
"Does that mean literally or am I onto another promise?"
Cell flipped him over onto his stomach, laying on top of him.
"Flip that coin, I dare you," he hissed into his ear.
Gohan tried to wriggle free again, but the android put all of his weight on him, Gohan's arms were trapped, huddled under his own chest, flat against the bed. Cell suddenly rammed into him without warning.
"Motherfucker!" he laughed, not expecting it. "Punching me gets you hard?"
"You have no idea," said Cell, picking up the pace. He could feel Gohan struggling under his weight along with his aggressive thrusting. The saiyan's lower back was beginning to ache, not that he showed it outwardly. "Are you going to die for me?"
"Never," replied Gohan with a smile.
"You did before."
"That wasn't for you."
He felt the android move around on top of him, hitting him from various different angles until he got a new reaction from him. Eventually...
"Stop that," demanded Gohan.
"Stop what?"
"You know what."
"This?" He ground his hips upward, all the way into him. He seemed to hit a sweet spot. It got a genuine moan out of him finally. "Now I've got you."
"No you d- " His eyes squeezed shut and his mouth fell open, he couldn't help the sounds coming out.
"Die, before I make you."
"Aah... faster... "
The android complied, speeding up. Gohan was struggling to breathe, with Cell on top of him and his arms under his chest, his lungs were being squeezed.
"... right... there... "
Cell felt him give in as his body tensed under him, he soon followed. The android fell on top of him, laughing to himself, not holding any of his weight back, earning a grunt from Gohan and added pressure on his ribcage.
"Argh, get the hell off me," he panted, having trouble getting his breath back. He felt lips lingering by his ear.
"Can't bear being this close to me?"
"No, you're just stupidly heavy."
The android pulled away from him, rolling to the side of him. He heard the saiyan attempt to replenish the oxygen he'd lost. Cell was about to make another hurtful remark before he noticed that he'd literally fallen asleep right there.
Gohan was awake inside his head, though the saiyan was fully in control of their body. He had no idea what was happening in the outside world, but neither did he want to know. It turned out that his depressive episodes were just as real in here as they were physically. He slept for a good while, knowing that the child was in a deep sleep too, safely hidden away in the next room, but now he was awake. And sad.
The saiyan seemed to reappear out of nowhere, laying down next to him.
"Where are we?" asked Gohan blankly.
"Sleeping," he answered. "What's up with you?"
"Nothing... just... you know," he mumbled.
"Yeah. Is the brat alright?"
"Yeah he's asleep. He's been playing most of the time but he's worn himself out. There's only so much excitement he can take before he crashes."
Gohan figured that was because he seemed to be permanently traumatized. He couldn't handle his emotions very well, even positive ones, and it drained his energy fast. The saiyan turned onto his side to face him, observing the sadness in his face. He brought his hand up to his face, affectionately cupping his face and tracing his thumb gently over his cheek.
"Now you decide to be kind to me?" laughed Gohan, closing his eyes.
"Well... it's your job to take care of the kid, and it's my job to take care of you," he said.
Gohan didn't answer him, just sighed contently between the pillow and the hand on his face. The saiyan leaned forward, still holding him in place and planted a kiss onto his forehead. Then Gohan received an unexpected turn of events as the saiyan kissed him slowly on the lips for a few seconds. He didn't know why he kissed him back, putting his hand over the one still on his cheek.
"You had to make this even weirder, didn't you?" he sighed, oddly not feeling to freaked out by it.
"Who's gonna know, it's all in our head."
Gohan felt strange, he was staring back at his own face, but at the same time it wasn't. It was somebody else that looked strikingly similar. He began tracing his fingers over the other's face in return. Gohan kissed him back. Even in his brain, he was still using the same coping mechanisms to deal with his emotions. He figured that the saiyan was the hypersexual one out of the pair of them, but it seemed that Gohan was just as well. But whereas Gohan seemed to be driven by his emotions when it came to sex, the saiyan had similar dominating characteristics to Cell; he pinned Gohan down onto his back by his wrists, looming over him with a mischievous look on his face.
"You wanna mess around?" he said, smiling ominously down at him.
"Are we not crossing a huge line here?"
"I won't mention it if you won't," he replied. He leaned down, trailing kisses along his neck.
Gohan made sure to berate himself for being so weak later on. He relented, kissing him back as the saiyan landed on his lips again. The other licked at him until he opened his mouth, slowly gliding his tongue over his. Gohan began to moan into his mouth, before abruptly pushing him away.
"Oookay... " he said nervously, sitting upright. "This is freaking me out."
Gohan pulled the bed cover over himself. Before he could settle alone, however, the saiyan held his arm out to him. Gohan rolled his eyes with a smile, the saiyan knew him well. He scooted over and rested his head on his chest, arm draped over his waist. He felt arms around him, fingers combing through his hair as he fell asleep.
This was where Cell and the saiyan differed greatly - Cell never showed him genuine affection like this. He felt protected and loved in that moment as he drifted off to sleep.
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Gohan stirred slowly, his eyes flickered open. His body felt exhausted. He was in a new room, a new bed, and he soon realised that he was naked underneath new bed covers. He looked over his shoulder and saw Cell beside him, playing with his hair tie which would have been removed from him at some point. Gohan had lost his transformation in his sleep at some point, his hair and eyes back to their normal colour.
"Where are we?" he asked, his voice cracked. The android looked over to the saiyan next to him, the obvious change apparent in the way he held himself. Gohan was back again, his saiyan half sleeping inside his head once more.
"The otherworld. King Kai's new planet," he said. "You don't remember?"
"Last thing I remember is falling asleep with you back at the lookout."
"That was two days ago," replied Cell, fascinated as ever by how Gohan's brain seemed to function.
"What happened?" Gohan was almost too afraid to ask, but needed to keep everyone else in the dark about his split personality.
"The Earth has been terraformed by Frieza's forces, its now uninhabitable," Cell began, observing that Gohan was still facing away from him. "Before we escaped here, we managed to get four dragon balls which were in his possession, so we've put a stop to whatever he was planning for now."
"And then?"
"And then I taught your evil twin a lesson he won't forget."
Gohan sighed frustratingly, wondering why he expected anything less. He ran his hand through his hair, not wanting to move, as Cell watched the still present tremor in his hands; the headache was back.
Gohan continued to face the rest of the room, the hand under his head massaged his scalp, his eyes deadened again as his mind began to detach from the world once more. He wasn't sure if he could deal with the amnesia, waking up not knowing where he'd been or what he'd been doing. The only thing that brought him out of nothingness at that moment was a cold hand suddenly appearing at the back of his neck. He let Cell mess around a little at the base of his skull before he finally moved to get away from his touch.
"Well you're no fun," remarked Cell. Gohan sat himself up, pulling his pants back on which were on the floor in front of him.
"I need a shower."
"What's the big hurry?"
"I need to wash whatever the fuck happened off me," he said harshly. He heard Cell laugh.
"You'll be bathing for a while in that case."
Gohan pretended that he didn't hear that, his head falling into this hands for a few seconds. The android seemed to slither towards him; Gohan felt a pair of lips by his ear as he lifted up his head.
"I don't know why you bother anyway, you'll always be dirty."
"You're starting with this crap again?"
"I think you should stay here... loosen up a little," he said quietly.
"Find somewhere else to shove your cock, I'm not in the mood."
Gohan's head was yanked back by his hair, putting a horrible strain on his neck. His hand instantly went over Cell's to try to pry it off him.
"It'll be half way down your throat by the end of the day, mark my words. I know how you get when you're feeling desperate."
Gohan drove his elbow backwards into Cell's stomach, so hard it sent the android onto his back. Gohan stood, searching for his shirt as he listened to his laughter.
"Laying with your evil twin is quite the experience, I must say," the android said. He sat up and observed Gohan quickly dress himself. "I honestly can't decide between you both."
"Why are you still talking?" asked Gohan, fishing his belt out from under a nearby dresser.
"I do enjoy those soft little sounds you make."
"Shut up," he scoffed, trying not to be embarrassed by that. Cell brought himself to sit on the edge of the bed. "Where's my hair tie?" he asked, trying to ignore him. Cell held up his right hand, where Gohan saw it around his wrist. As Gohan took it from him, the android noticed the tremor in his hand become stronger.
"Little sensitive today, are we?"
"Fuck off."
Cell rolled his eyes, standing; he was a tad off balance, not that Gohan noticed.
"Look me up, won't you? Since I'm guessing that when you aren't getting fucked by me, you'll be cutting yourself again."
"Get out!" he shouted, turning around and shoving him hard into the nearest wall. As Cell caught himself, he stumbled again for a moment - and then he collapsed. "Cell, seriously... Cell?"
It took Gohan a few moments to realise that the android was unconscious and convulsing on the floor by the closed door. He didn't know what to do...
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