Of Sex and Saiyans: Part one
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
18
Views:
7,281
Reviews:
79
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Chapter Six
Chapter Six
Gohan woke and stretched, yawning, feeling the warmth of Mirai curled up beside him. He glanced around , confused. It must still be night. No morning sunlight shone though the windows. He grinned and snaked an arm around his koi, pulling him across the bed to rest against his chest. Mirai stretched and shuddered lightly, like a cat, as he woke. Gohan grinned, brought up a hand to brush away the strands from the nape of his neck, placing little kisses and nips in a line across his shoulders.
Mirai laughed quietly and rolled, drowsily wrapping his arms around Gohan and opening his eyes. Gohan grinned at him and pressed his wakening hardness against Mirai’s thigh as it slipped between his legs. Mirai just smiled and shook his head, leaning forward to brush his silky lips against Gohan’s.
“Insatiable wench…” He murmured against his mouth, feeling Gohan’s lips quirk into a smile.
“Only with you, koi” He whispered, rolling to his back and pulling Mirai on top of him. The lavender prince leaned down, capturing Gohan’s lips in a loving kiss, feeling the Son’s warm hands sliding across his back, caressing him. He moaned as Gohan gently rolled his hips up, rubbing their arousals together and lazily deepened the kiss, hand gently stroking Gohan’s face tenderly and running up into his hair. Gohan broke away and stared up at his lover, still having trouble believing that he was actually with him. Mirai saw a look in Gohan’s eyes and bent down, placing a tender kiss on his cheek.
“What is it?”
Gohan sighed with a small smile
“I don’t ever want this to end”
Mirai smiled and affectionately flicked the end of his nose, gently with his finger.
“Hmmm…That sounds like a proposal…” He murmured, lying his head on Gohan’s chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.
Gohan paused and took a deep breath.
“What if it was…?”
Mirai tilted his head to look upwards, arching an eyebrow.
“Well if it was then I’d say it was pretty lousy! I am a prince and all!” He laughed.
Gohan rolled his eyes, laughing.
“Fine then…Trunks. I’ve loved you for so many years…” He stroked Mirai’s hair and tilted his chin up to look in his eyes. “And will continue to do so, if you’ll let me…will you consent to be my mate? ”
Mirai blushed, trailing his fingers along Gohan’s side then leaned forward, softly brushing his lips against Gohan’s.
“Yes.” He breathed against them. “I will be your mate.”
Gohan grinned at him and hugged Mirai till his ribs creaked. Laughing, Mirai slapped playfully at his shoulders, wriggling weakly.
“Oh! Oh! Please! Someone save me from this brute of a man!” He dramatized in a high voice, playing the part of a ravished woman.
Gohan grinned wickedly and rolled them over, placing moist kisses along Mirai’s collarbone as he giggled.
“That tickles, Go-chan!” Mirai tried to wriggle away but Gohan held him down by his wrists, pressing them to the bed above his head. He moved up, pinning Mirai to the sheets with his weight, bringing his wrists together and keeping them trapped with one hand while the other reached down to cup his jaw. Mirai leaned into the touch as Gohan bent to kiss him, gently coaxing his tongue out to play.
The Son rolled off him slightly, still restraining his wrists. Mirai moaned as Gohan’s hand meandered down to his nipple, circling and brushing lightly over it, shooting sparks of pleasure down his spine. He shivered and tensed his stomach muscles, goosebumps raising, as Gohan’s fingertips trailed further down, outlining raised flesh and dipping gently into indentations.
The backs of his fingers brushed lightly against the tip of his cock and Mirai bucked involuntarily, breaking the kiss and gasping. He was so sensitive from the light teasing and his lover knew it. Gohan continued his slow torture, fingers slipping past his throbbing erection to whisper along his thigh as he caressed Mirai’s lips with his own. He reached as far as he could go and switched to the other leg, tracking upward, sliding past his neglected cock, swirling briefly in the small pool of precum dripping onto his stomach. He broke the kiss and brought his fingers to his mouth to taste his lover.
“Mmmm…yum…”
Mirai growled unable to take much more and rolled them over again so he was on top. He wound a hand in Gohan’s dark hair, crushing their lips together as he swiped at the slickness on his stomach, coating his fingers. He gently worked a moistened finger into Gohan, as he moaned into the demi prince’s mouth, hips lifting. He added another and thrust them shallowly, gently, turning his hand, slowly scissoring them. Gohan pushed back against them, groaning in the back of his throat. Mirai judged him ready and positioned himself, keeping their mouths locked together.
He slowly eased into him, waiting a short time then began to thrust lovingly, breaking the kiss and hearing Gohan moan deeply. He stroked the eldest Son’s hair and they stared into each other’s eyes as they slowly made love, caressing each other softly, limbs twining together. The pace quickened slightly and Gohan arched up, pressing himself more fully against Mirai’s warm flesh. Soft moans and gasps filled the room as the two saiyans made their way towards completion, each drowning in the other’s gaze. With a soft, almost bird-like cry Gohan found his release, Mirai following soon after, affectionately stroking each other down from that high. They rolled to the side and Gohan hooked a leg over Mirai’s hip, snuggling close together.
“Ai shiteru” Gohan whispered, kissing Mirai’s forehead then slipping down into sleep.
Mirai stared as his eyes fell closed, something almost like regret crossing his face. He placed a gentle , loving kiss softly on Gohan’s cheek.
“Me too, kid…me too”
**********
ooooohh! What’s Mirai regretting? Surely not shagging something as tasty as Gohan?
I know it’s short…sorry. Don’t have an excuse that would justify it anyway…
hibaakaiko: Thanks for reviewing again! *glomps* I got the name Karo from an afternoon where I sat down and tried to think of a really different name for Goku to be called…Something not used all the time so yeah… I’ve read most of your fics and they’re all awesome, specially ‘concubine.’
Shalina: Thanks for reviewing! Makes me so happy, my sister will testify to that!!! Goku and Vegeta will eventually get to it…somehow…heh heh… *hentai grin*
Thanks to all those people reading this!!!
H.
Gohan woke and stretched, yawning, feeling the warmth of Mirai curled up beside him. He glanced around , confused. It must still be night. No morning sunlight shone though the windows. He grinned and snaked an arm around his koi, pulling him across the bed to rest against his chest. Mirai stretched and shuddered lightly, like a cat, as he woke. Gohan grinned, brought up a hand to brush away the strands from the nape of his neck, placing little kisses and nips in a line across his shoulders.
Mirai laughed quietly and rolled, drowsily wrapping his arms around Gohan and opening his eyes. Gohan grinned at him and pressed his wakening hardness against Mirai’s thigh as it slipped between his legs. Mirai just smiled and shook his head, leaning forward to brush his silky lips against Gohan’s.
“Insatiable wench…” He murmured against his mouth, feeling Gohan’s lips quirk into a smile.
“Only with you, koi” He whispered, rolling to his back and pulling Mirai on top of him. The lavender prince leaned down, capturing Gohan’s lips in a loving kiss, feeling the Son’s warm hands sliding across his back, caressing him. He moaned as Gohan gently rolled his hips up, rubbing their arousals together and lazily deepened the kiss, hand gently stroking Gohan’s face tenderly and running up into his hair. Gohan broke away and stared up at his lover, still having trouble believing that he was actually with him. Mirai saw a look in Gohan’s eyes and bent down, placing a tender kiss on his cheek.
“What is it?”
Gohan sighed with a small smile
“I don’t ever want this to end”
Mirai smiled and affectionately flicked the end of his nose, gently with his finger.
“Hmmm…That sounds like a proposal…” He murmured, lying his head on Gohan’s chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.
Gohan paused and took a deep breath.
“What if it was…?”
Mirai tilted his head to look upwards, arching an eyebrow.
“Well if it was then I’d say it was pretty lousy! I am a prince and all!” He laughed.
Gohan rolled his eyes, laughing.
“Fine then…Trunks. I’ve loved you for so many years…” He stroked Mirai’s hair and tilted his chin up to look in his eyes. “And will continue to do so, if you’ll let me…will you consent to be my mate? ”
Mirai blushed, trailing his fingers along Gohan’s side then leaned forward, softly brushing his lips against Gohan’s.
“Yes.” He breathed against them. “I will be your mate.”
Gohan grinned at him and hugged Mirai till his ribs creaked. Laughing, Mirai slapped playfully at his shoulders, wriggling weakly.
“Oh! Oh! Please! Someone save me from this brute of a man!” He dramatized in a high voice, playing the part of a ravished woman.
Gohan grinned wickedly and rolled them over, placing moist kisses along Mirai’s collarbone as he giggled.
“That tickles, Go-chan!” Mirai tried to wriggle away but Gohan held him down by his wrists, pressing them to the bed above his head. He moved up, pinning Mirai to the sheets with his weight, bringing his wrists together and keeping them trapped with one hand while the other reached down to cup his jaw. Mirai leaned into the touch as Gohan bent to kiss him, gently coaxing his tongue out to play.
The Son rolled off him slightly, still restraining his wrists. Mirai moaned as Gohan’s hand meandered down to his nipple, circling and brushing lightly over it, shooting sparks of pleasure down his spine. He shivered and tensed his stomach muscles, goosebumps raising, as Gohan’s fingertips trailed further down, outlining raised flesh and dipping gently into indentations.
The backs of his fingers brushed lightly against the tip of his cock and Mirai bucked involuntarily, breaking the kiss and gasping. He was so sensitive from the light teasing and his lover knew it. Gohan continued his slow torture, fingers slipping past his throbbing erection to whisper along his thigh as he caressed Mirai’s lips with his own. He reached as far as he could go and switched to the other leg, tracking upward, sliding past his neglected cock, swirling briefly in the small pool of precum dripping onto his stomach. He broke the kiss and brought his fingers to his mouth to taste his lover.
“Mmmm…yum…”
Mirai growled unable to take much more and rolled them over again so he was on top. He wound a hand in Gohan’s dark hair, crushing their lips together as he swiped at the slickness on his stomach, coating his fingers. He gently worked a moistened finger into Gohan, as he moaned into the demi prince’s mouth, hips lifting. He added another and thrust them shallowly, gently, turning his hand, slowly scissoring them. Gohan pushed back against them, groaning in the back of his throat. Mirai judged him ready and positioned himself, keeping their mouths locked together.
He slowly eased into him, waiting a short time then began to thrust lovingly, breaking the kiss and hearing Gohan moan deeply. He stroked the eldest Son’s hair and they stared into each other’s eyes as they slowly made love, caressing each other softly, limbs twining together. The pace quickened slightly and Gohan arched up, pressing himself more fully against Mirai’s warm flesh. Soft moans and gasps filled the room as the two saiyans made their way towards completion, each drowning in the other’s gaze. With a soft, almost bird-like cry Gohan found his release, Mirai following soon after, affectionately stroking each other down from that high. They rolled to the side and Gohan hooked a leg over Mirai’s hip, snuggling close together.
“Ai shiteru” Gohan whispered, kissing Mirai’s forehead then slipping down into sleep.
Mirai stared as his eyes fell closed, something almost like regret crossing his face. He placed a gentle , loving kiss softly on Gohan’s cheek.
“Me too, kid…me too”
**********
ooooohh! What’s Mirai regretting? Surely not shagging something as tasty as Gohan?
I know it’s short…sorry. Don’t have an excuse that would justify it anyway…
hibaakaiko: Thanks for reviewing again! *glomps* I got the name Karo from an afternoon where I sat down and tried to think of a really different name for Goku to be called…Something not used all the time so yeah… I’ve read most of your fics and they’re all awesome, specially ‘concubine.’
Shalina: Thanks for reviewing! Makes me so happy, my sister will testify to that!!! Goku and Vegeta will eventually get to it…somehow…heh heh… *hentai grin*
Thanks to all those people reading this!!!
H.