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Ano Kimochi no Mukou	By : SuupaaGohan2 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1574 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Ano Kimochi no Mukou
- 1
Ano Kimochi
no Mukou~The Other Side of
That Feeling~

By SG2

Series-Dragonball

Pairing-Trunks x Goten

Genre-Yaoi

Classification-One-Shot, PWP,
Trunks� POV

Timeframe-Somewhere in the IGNO
Timeline

Rating-NC-17 for
explicit language and graphic sexual situations (boy x boy)

Warnings-Lemon Yaoi (Male x Male).� If that ain�t your thing, THEN YOU SHOULDN�T
BE READIN� THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!

Notes-

Well, honestly, I�d had this idea
for a while�But with one thing or another, I never got around to forming any
solid ideas for this story beyond �Trunks is going to be Uke�.� That, however, was difficult enough for me to
wrap my mind around as I have never thought of Trunks as Uke�and why the
majority of TruTen fics (honestly, 99% of them are TERRIBLY written
>_<;;) piss me off because the boys are put SO out of character and
Trunks ends up Uke�it makes me wonder if these authors have ever actually SEEN
the series and know even ONE Damn thing about the characters they�re writing,
and not just looking at a picture of them and saying �wow they�re cute I think
I�ll write them�.� People who write under
THOSE generalizations as well, I have found, most likely decide that Trunks is
Uke because of his hair color, or that Goten is Seme because they see him as
being like Gokou, and strong, and�stuff�I dunno what motivation those idiots
have.� As I said-people who have NO CLUE
how to write the characters, and if it�s one thing I don�t tolerate in fanfiction,
it�s OOC-ness.� Anyways, I digress.� My main point being, I couldn�t come up with
any further ideas for this story because it seemed so out of Trunks� character
to be Uke�but the other day, out of NOWHERE, a rush of ideas for this story,
which I had honestly FORGOTTEN about, came to me-and in first-person, no less
(which, for those of you who read my notes section in Just My Imagination will
note, writing first-person is not a strong suit for me).� And so, I started writing stuff down and I
really like what came of it.� Another
thing I can�t stand in Yaoi fics is first-person sex scenes, because A) they
aren�t usually done effectively and B) you�re only experiencing it from one of
the characters�but, in the case of this story, that�s perfect.� I want the reader-and myself, who was
skeptical of the idea to begin with-to be able to feel what Trunks is feeling
during this entire ordeal.� Oh, and on a
side note�I have no idea why neither Goten nor Trunks ever seem to be wearing
any underwear in any of my fics�go figure. XD So, there you have it.� Pretty long notes section for a fic I intend to
be a shorter-in-comparison-to-most-of-my-stories One-Shot, but hey��tis the
glory of SG2.� ^_^� Read on.

-Alex �SG2�
Hoffman, 7/3/06

�Ah�Trunks-kun��

Enshrouded in darkness, the only thing I can see is the
spark in his eyes.

�P�please�more��

His voice rises in pitch as well as volume as he begs
me.� The next thing I feel is his small
hand tightening around my shoulder, squeezing as if holding onto me for dear
life.

�I can�t�stand it��

I focus my eyes in the darkness, looking down at the small
body pinned underneath my own.� His eyes
are clenched shut, his mouth wide open.� His breathing, irregular as he holds tightly to me.� With every little movement I make, his entire
body twitches and quivers, craving�but yet unable to receive�a release.� His shaggy black hair is spilled across my
pillow, his slender limbs thrashing against my sheets.� I grin inwardly�the fact that he�s in my bed
is always a thrill of its own.

He�s panting harder now.�
I can feel his warm breath against my skin each time I get closer to
him, only to move away again.� Over and over.� His
voice kills me; my blood rises to a fever pitch each time I hear my name fall
from those beautiful lips.

�Trunks-kun��

An endearment he�s always used on me.� I�ve heard it so often that I tend not to
even take notice to it anymore during day-to-day conversations�yet, for some
reason, at a time like this, hearing it brings me an excitement I never
imagined I could feel.

I get close again.� My
hand brushes a lock of hair from his face before moving lower, ever so slightly
brushing against him.� My blood races
when I feel him shudder in delight.� Grinning
sadistically, I drive into him hard, whispering in a low husky voice when my
face is close to his.� I lick my lips,
staring fiercely into his eyes.

�Beg me.�

His head flies back at the pressure of my thrust, a moan
that makes me twitch escaping him as he wraps his legs tighter around my
waist.� He struggles to control his
breath, whispering a low response to me�

�Pl�please Trunks-kun��

�I can�t hear you��

Grinning still, I grasp his hips tighter and drive in with
even more force.� He screams, his entire
body arching up to meet me.

�Aaaah!!� Trunks-kun!!�
Please!!!� More!!� I need�aah�neeed!!!�

�Yeah?� What is it that you need, Goten?�

His hips jolt, desperately trying to arrive at his release
as he tries to match me move for move.� I
laugh breathlessly at the frantic display.

�I need��

�Yeah�?�

�H�harder�please�harder��

�Good boy��

Sometimes it�s scary, the fact that he brings out this
carnal beast within me.� Sometimes I
think it�s just Saiyajin instinct, causing me to behave this way.� But then I think�

�Nngh�Trunks-kun�no
more�can�t�hold on��

My breath hitches and I swallow a choke in my throat.� It�s maddening�

�Oh�Trunks-kun�can�t hold on�going to��

His hand falls somewhat reluctantly from my shoulder,
faltering lower.� He forces his eyes open
and stares up at me, clenching his teeth and shuddering when he begins stroking
himself.� Sometimes�at times like this,
it makes me think�

�Oh�Trunks-kun�too much�I can�t��

�That it�s this boy that brings out the beast in me.

�Aaahn��

Ever since we were little boys we�ve been sparring with one
another.� One good reason was that it was
fun, and a good way to get exercise.� But
I think another reason that we always thought was to live out our fathers�
ancient rivalry with one another.� It was
more than just instinct; we wanted to surpass one another.

�Trunks�kuuuhn�More��

Since then, we�ve surely fought at least once every day, for
about 15 years, assuming that I was probably no older than four when we
began.� And, every single time, the
result would be the same.� I have never
lost to him.� Then again, it�s not
surprising, with my father of all people backing me�perhaps if Goten�s father
were alive when he was born, things would have been different, but�still, even
if he�s never been able to beat me in a fight�

�Ah�ah�oh�no more�Trunks-kun�Trunks-kun!!� I�m coming!!�
I�m going to��

His hand tightens and he spasms sharply.� I can feel him, breathlessly screaming as I
press deeper inside him still, just as his warm stickiness sprays across my
stomach and chest.� I laugh softly.� Even though he�s never been able to beat me
in a fight, he can always get me like this.

I cringe as his climax continues to pulse through him, his
muscles clamping down tightly around me.�

�Go�Goten��

No longer feeling the need to restrain myself for his sake,
I grab his hips and pull him up against me tightly.� I can only shudder as I slide deeper inside
of him, struggling to hold on to my sanity at the mercy of this remarkable boy.

�Go�ten�I��

I feel my muscles tighten and constrict all of a sudden,
unable to control my scream as they release like a spring-loaded toy.� I move my hands from his hips to his
shoulders and pull him against me, crushing my mouth over his.� His hand soothes over my back lovingly as I
kiss him, spilling myself inside his body.�
Breathless, I pull away, staring into the charcoal eyes of the boy below
me.

�Goten�love�you��

Whispering his name and brushing my hand against his cheek
is all I can do before I collapse, completely exhausted.� My head falls to rest against his chest and I
pull out of him with the last ounce of my strength.� Only one thought penetrates my mind when I
feel him wrap his arms tightly around me in a warm embrace before I fall into a
soft sleep�

Beautiful.

�

When I wake up, he�s still there, underneath me with his
arms around me.� Just
as he was.� His face is like an
angel�s as he sleeps, breathing softly in and out.� He seems so calm and relaxed now�nothing like the frantic, mad boy whose body was thrashing
underneath me such a short time ago.� I
imagine the picture we make here like this; his arms around me, my face resting
against his chest, exhausted�as if he�s protecting me.� Generally, I feel as if I�M supposed to
protect HIM, to shield him and keep him safe�I suppose he feels the same,
running to me for comfort whenever something is wrong, crying on my
shoulder.� It doesn�t matter to me,
though.� As long as he needs me to
protect him, I�ll always be there. I�ll always be his shield.

And yet, truthfully�

Truthfully I feel like it�s really ME who needs to be
protected.

It�s so unusual.�
However, I suppose, it only makes sense�he�s always so bright and
cheery, full of life�carefree, happy-go-lucky Goten.� He�s always been like that.� Which is why it�s even more unnerving that
he�s like a completely different person during sex�

Day by day, he acts like that.� Like a giddy little boy bouncing off the walls, and yet, somehow, he still manages to be in
control.� Even though he acts as a
follower, usually letting me take the lead when we go off on an adventure or
get into a fight, I really know that he�s in complete control.� People have always said since we were little
boys that I was just the slightest bit the stronger of us two.� But honestly, there�s no one I�d rather have
covering me in a fight than Goten.� And
in that same way, I feel like I need his protection.� Maybe he doesn�t even realize he�s doing it,
but honestly, he�s the leader of our group.�
He�s the strongest and most level headed of us all�not me.� He�ll never back down and never give in.� In all honesty, I envy him.

And yet, during sex�

He�s so completely and utterly submissive that I sometimes
look at him and wonder how this is the same boy; the same Goten that�s always
fighting by my side.� Within seconds he
melts under my touch, letting me do whatever I want to him.� Anything.� He�ll let me drive him mad, to the brink and
to the point where he�d die without me inside of him.� And on the same token, I�ll do anything to
comply.� Nothing pleases me more than
giving him pleasure.� Nothing.� In fact, I rarely even let him touch me�as
far as I�m concerned it�s all about him.�
Just knowing that he�s so willing to submit to me is enough.

It makes me wonder, though.�
Times like this�lying here with him, his arms wrapped so tightly around
me, protecting me�

Does he feel like me?

Saiyajin instinct.� I know it must drive him as much as me, but
it has to be more than that.� I�ve never
really stopped to consider how truly different we both are during sex.� When I make love to him, I go crazy; lose my
mind.� I have to do all I can to sustain
my willpower and not just take him for all he�s worth.� That�s why I say that I turn into a beast;
that my Saiyajin instincts inside me reach a point where they threaten to
consume me.� And yet, at the same time, I
look at him�submitting to me so completely, and yet remaining in complete control
of himself�somehow, he manages to hold onto his rationality through it all, and
it makes me feel like he�s actually the boss�and that, if not for him, I truly
WOULD go insane.

How can he manage to stay himself at a time like that?

It makes me wonder even more.� We�re so different, he and I.� But maybe that�s not the only reason.� I truly think he�s stronger than me, and much
more in control at times like that.�
Being in his position, I honestly don�t know if I could handle it.� It scares me a little, but it drives my
curiosity.� And it REALLY makes me
wonder.

What would it be like if I let HIM dominate ME?

I guess�it really IS somewhat of an�intriguing
thought.� Something about it excites me
to imagine, for reasons I don�t understand.�
For even though I�ve always focused on his pleasure above all else,
there has always been one boundary we�ve yet to cross.� I�ll give him everything he could possibly
want, and more.� Anything
to make him feel good.� The one
rule is that I won�t submit.

There�s always been a matter of pride involved.� I guess you could say I get that from my
father.� The thought of submitting, to
me, feels like it would be robbing me of my freedom, my control.� Besides that, it�s always sort of scared
me.� I would never admit it, but I�m sure
on some level he knows.� The idea of
being submissive during sex�being who I am as a person, I�m honestly not sure
if I could handle it.� It just feels like
it would be too different.� I�d be too
ashamed; too afraid to relinquish my control.

But when I look at him�he�s more in control than I am�would
I really be relinquishing?

My role was pretty clear when he and I first began our
physical relationship.� I knew that he
was a virgin, so I naturally had to take the lead.� Besides, my role in the act itself wouldn�t
be much different with Goten than when I had previously slept with girls.� So, we just sort of fell into our respective
roles and never gave it any thought.�
Besides, since his first experience was with me, he only knew it one
way.� He only knew what it felt like to
submit.� So, since he never questioned
it, I was find with the way things were.� As long as he never asked me if he could be
dominant, we would be content to stay the way we were.

In that way, I had never even put that much thought into it.

But it really made me wonder, as I started to have these
thoughts, lying here with him.� So, after
that night, I found myself thinking about it more and more.� I finally decided.

I had to know what it was like.

Just once.� Just once I wanted to know how it felt.� There�d always been apprehension as far as
some pain, but then again, there had to be SOMETHING about it that felt good
enough to get him to moan and scream like that�I was a bit curious.� But even moreso than that, I didn�t care what
it felt like physically.� That wasn�t
what prompted me to deciding to go through with it.

I wanted to know.� If
he were in my position�could Goten feel like me?

I had to know.� If he
was dominant, would he get affected by those same feelings after all?� Those same emotions that
send me spiraling out of control, turning me into that carnal beast?� Or would he be the same as always, just
Goten?� And what about
me?� If I were to submit to
him�would I keep my rationality?

The idea really started to intrigue me�so I had to know.

The next weekend, my parents went out, as usual.� So, like always, I called him over.� Naturally, he was expecting sex, since we
would usually do it when my parents were away, and he came over right away,
eager as usual.

We went straight upstairs and into my bedroom, where he
began to undress at an alarming speed.�
It made me laugh a bit, the hurry he was in.� It also made me even more anxious to try out
my idea, so, I figured it was as good a time as any to ask.

�Say, Goten��

He pauses shedding his clothes, tossing his shirt casually
on the floor and looking up at me innocently.

�Hn?� What�s up Trunks-kun?� Are you not in the mood tonight?� Cuz that�s fine, we can do somethin� else if
ya want.� I brought video games.�

He grins.� Typical
Goten.� I take a deep breath before I go
ahead and ask him.

�No, it�s not that, it�s just�what would you say�if
tonight��

I look up at him, making sure the look in my eyes is
serious.�

�I let YOU
dominate ME for a change?�

His reaction is, to say the least, confused.� He stops short of unbuttoning his pants, his
hands dropping to his sides as he turns to face me.

�Are�are you really serious, Trunks-kun?

I can only nod in response, a bit embarrassed.� A slight blush creeps across his face at the
image that I�m certain he�s picturing in his head.� His hand comes back to rub the back of his
head, a bit flustered.

�Well, I�uh�I don�t even think I�d know what to DO, I mean�well,
what if I�m no good?�

I close my eyes and chuckle at the modest remark before
moving behind him.� My breath is warm on
the back of his neck, my hand running up along his smooth chest as I whisper
seductively into his ear.

�Just follow your instincts�I�m sure you�ll be fine��

I feel him shudder against me.� Dammit.�
We haven�t even begun yet and I�ve already fallen into my usual role, I
note, as he tenses, growing increasingly hard under my touch.� I curse myself as heat begins to pool between
my own legs and I�m hit with my usual intense desire to be inside of him.� I force myself to back away and cool down to
prevent tonight from being another of the usual.� A small whimper of disappointment arises from
his throat as I back off, moving it sit on the bed.� Still, he feigns a smile and turns to face
me.

�So�what do I DO, exactly?�
I mean�I KNOW�basically�I guess�I
mean I know what YOU usually do, but
it�s not like��

�Goten!!�

He quiets down abruptly, looking at me with a slight
grimace.

�Just start with some foreplay.� As for the rest, we�ll get to it when we get
to it.�

�R-right��

Nodding unsurely, he moves to stand in front of me on the
bed.

�Um�now what?�

A bead of sweat trickles down his embarrassed
face.� I slap my forehead, consumed by
the utter disbelief that even Goten could be so clueless.

�Just DO something!!�
Whatever you want, Goten!!� You shouldn�t
have to ASK me!!�

�Well I�m SORRY!!!�
I�ve never DONE this before, y�know!!�

�Well, SHEESH, man!!�
I think you�d at least have SOME kind of instinct or common sense or
SOMETHING!!� I mean, it�s SEX, it�s not
ROCKET SCIENCE!!� I mean, come on!!� Here I am, submitting myself to you, letting
you do whatever you w��

I�m cut off as he leans forward and presses his mouth
against mine with an aggression he doesn�t often show.� My lips part under his when his tongue
insistently fights for entry, quickly taking the opening to find my own to spar
with.� It feels GOOD�I�d never realized
how good a kisser Goten was, since he�d usually let me be the one to kiss
him.� Yet, as his tongue begins tenderly
exploring the interior of my mouth, caressing the insides of my cheeks gently,
and I feel his hand move up underneath my T-shirt�I soon regret always being so
quick to take initiative over him.

After a few moments we part, reluctantly, gasping for
breath.� I�m a bit shocked�panting harder
than I would have expected from just a simple kiss.� I sit up; desperate to regain my
composure�Goten, however, has other plans.�
Before I can move to counter them he�s straddling my lap, his face
buried in the crook of my shoulder.� I
can�t hold in the involuntary moan that arises in my throat as he begins
grinding his hips against mine, his tongue trailing the juncture of my neck and
shoulder.� My hands find their way into
his hair as I wrap my arms around him, pulling him closer�craving more contact,
and relishing in the feel of his mouth against my skin.

It�s certainly a new feeling.� Since I�m always so eager to please HIM; to
touch him and taste him and make him moan and beg until his body is writhing
underneath mind in pure unbridled ecstasy�it�s always been me to do these things
to him.� I�ve never had the favor
returned to me before, and to be honest, I hadn�t even realized that it could
feel this good.� No wonder it always
makes him melt into a puddle of goo when I do this to him�he�s a fast learner,
I dully note, a bit too distracted to put much more thought into it than that.

�Nnnn��

My eyes widen�I can�t believe that sound just came out of
me.� No�that he MADE that sound come out
of me.� He growls low in his throat,
tearing my shirt off with a grunt of frustration before flinging it to the
floor, his mouth trailing lower still as he continues to kiss and lick down the
expanse of my chest.� I notice that I�ve
clenched my eyes shut�how long ago?� I
only have a moment to consider it before he takes my nipple between his teeth,
sending a wave of pleasure shooting straight downward and causing all coherent
thought to flee my mind.

So caught up am I by the attentions of his
mouth on me that I�ve barely noticed his hands working deftly to unbutton my
pants.� I hiss through my teeth
when he guides free first my erection, then his own, before returning to
grinding us together.� The result is
intense; the feeling of his hard flesh rubbing against my own as his mouth
trails lower, dipping his tongue into my belly button and sending a
spine-tingling shiver through my entire body.

Gods�When did Goten learn this much self-control?

�Go�Goten��

I can�t believe he�s having such an incredible effect on
me.� I draw a sharp intake of breath as
he moves to kneel before me, eye-level with my weeping erection.

�You�ve never let me do this to you before��

He mutters it in a low voice before drawing his tongue up
around the tip.� I gasp, trying
desperately to control my breath to the point where I can speak to reply.

�What are you�talking about?�
You�ve�sucked me off�plenty of times before��

�Yeah, but��

I look down at him with half-lidded eyes as he continues to
lick a trail down my shaft.� A playful
grin spreads across his face before he takes me wholly into his mouth�a
GRIN.� Never had I imagined that I�D be
the one left gasping for breath and that he�d be the one sadistically toying
with me, like his own personal plaything.

His eyes fall shut as he begins sucking on me gently.� I can�t help but toss my head back at the
pressure, the incredible feeling only intensified by my being already driven to
the brink by his previous attentions.� I
moan softly, giving into the feeling as his lips clamp down on me.� I shudder�I can�t hold it in any longer, but
as I open my mouth to alert him, no sound comes out.� He moves back, letting me slip almost
completely out of his mouth before pulling me back in roughly�and that�s when I
lose it.� My eyes clench shut and my body
tenses as I shake with completion, filling his mouth with my release.� For a moment, I�m completely breathless,
looking down and finding myself unable to look away as he laps away all traces
of it, raising his head to grin devilishly up at me.

�What I was SAYIN� was, even though you�ve let me suck you
off before��

His tongue comes out to lick my taste off his lips, the
sight sending an aftershock of pleasure rushing through me.�

�You�ve never let me FINISH.�

He grins, and I have only mere seconds to catch my breath
before he�s on me again, wasting no time in attacking my mouth with his
own.� I grunt into the kiss, tasting my
essence that�s still lingering on his lips.�
His hands slide down to my waist, finally removing completely the pants
that are in the way.� I groan when his
fingers ever so slightly trail along the inside of my thigh, my body tensing as
I feel myself already becoming hard again.�
He grins slyly and leans over, licking playfully at my ear and the side
of my neck.� Man.� For someone claiming to be so �inexperienced�
in this area, he�s pretty Damn good, I think.

Should�ve known.� While dominance was always far from his
nature, and this side of him is having a more surprising effect on me than I
could have guessed, still, Goten has always been the very determined type.� Once he sets his sights on having something,
he won�t stop until he gets it.�
Generally, it had always been kid stuff; candy, toys, typical
Goten.� Still, no matter how much he was
told �no� by his mother or his brother, or even my own mother when he came
shopping with us, he wouldn�t give up.�
He�d do whatever it took to get that chocolate bar or that robotic
dinosaur, and he was known throughout all the major retail stores in West
Capitol for his world-class temper tantrums.�
Eventually, the adults would just cave and give the kid whatever he
wanted�and I think that he was probably more content with having gotten his way
than he was the actual toy, in the end.�
Were most kids like that?� Maybe
it wasn�t that unusual, after all.�
Still, to me, who grew up with everything I could ever want, it seemed
that way.� I never had to resort to the
same type of clever trickery as him.�
Sure, not the brightest crayon in the box, but Goten always had certain
things of which he was good at�I guess it shouldn�t have surprised me so much,
then.� From the second I offered myself
to him, Goten saw an opportunity to get a hold of something he�d never had
before, but, like so many toys from the years gone by, probably secretly
wanted.� And here I always though he was
my submissive, obedient little Chibi.

Clever bastard.

�A-aaaah!!� G-Goten!!!!�

I gasp at the sudden pressure at the same time I feel him
grinning against my skin.� Suddenly, and
rather unexpectedly, his fingers have found their way a little lower, now
brushing against my opening.� The
sensation is a bit�well, unusual.� Different.� Definitely not BAD, but not particularly GOOD, in the same sense.� Though perhaps it was like any first
experience.� Having never been touched
there before, the feeling was a bit more foreign than anything else outright.� I chuckle a bit.� I hadn�t even stopped to consider it, but in
this sense, I really was a �virgin�, wasn�t I?�
The thought never occurred to me, but there it was.� I was giving myself up sexually in a way I�d
never done before, after all.� I�ve never
felt it from this side before.� In that
sense, I was, infact, a virgin.

Well, looks like I�m about to find out the answer to ONE of
my questions after all.� So THIS must
have been what it felt like to be Goten our first time.

�Don�t tense up too much, Trunks-kun.� I promise I�ll be gentle.�

Heh.� Probably the same exact thing I said to him
back then, too.

�Nnngh��

I cringe at the slight pressure as he pushes a finger inside
of me.� Thinking back to the countless
times I�d done this to him, and now feeling it from the other side�Between all
the thoughts and feelings racing through my head, and the physical stimulation,
feeling these things�being in Goten�s shoes�it certainly was an enlightening
experience, to say the least.

�I know, I know�it�s gonna hurt a
little at first, trust me, I know�but, well, you know how it works.� I gotta prepare you first.�

I nod, biting back the urge to tell him to stop as he
inserts another finger.� It really did
hurt, much more than I had expected, but then again, this WAS virgin territory for
me.� And to think he lets me do this to
him all the time, without even the slightest show of pain on his face�And just
as I�m about to wonder why; wonder how in the WORLD having me inside him like
this can possibly feel good in ANY way, I receive my answer without even having
to ask.

�Aaaah�Aaaaaah!!!!�

In a split second I went from pain to�well, to something I
honestly don�t know how to begin describing.�
In the instant that he added a third finger, he HIT something�something
inside me that just made everything else inside my head shatter like so much
broken glass.� A truly indescribably
pleasure I couldn�t have possibly imagined�it felt so DIFFERENT from anything
I�d ever experienced, and yet, at the same time, so good that it made me wonder
WHY I�d always been so reluctant to be touched in such a place�I lean forward,
bracing myself on his shoulders as he continues to stroke that spot inside of
me, sweat veritably dripping off my face as I desperately struggle to remember
how to breathe.

�Go�Goten�What did you��

He smiles innocently as he removes the fingers and pulls
away, planting a gentle kiss on my forehead.

�See?� That wasn�t so
bad now, was it?�

�You�Gods, Goten�that was��

I pant hard, still feelings tingles where his fingers were
only seconds ago.

�Well, ya didn�t think I�d just let you plow me every night
if it didn�t FEEL good, didja?�

He grins, rubbing the back of his head modestly.� I fall forward again, burying my face in his
shoulder and pulling him tighter against me.

�Please�Goten�Do that again��

Never in my life did I think that I�D be the one begging
HIM.

�I think I can do better than that, Trunks-kun��

With that, he pushes me flat on my back on the bed, moving
to straddle my legs with his own.� I wrap
my arms around his neck and pull him closer down to me, kissing him
frantically.� His hands move to my waist,
arching my body up to meet his as he kicks off his shoes and lets his jeans
slip off him onto the floor.� Pressing
the entire length of his body against mine, he grinds us together again, nipping
at my mouth and down to my neck.� My head
flies back and I gasp for more, craving more contact�more Goten.� I never imagined it could feel like this�Letting
him be in control of me so completely, focusing his attention so fully on my
pleasure�And me, flat on my back, writhing underneath him and begging for
more�we�ve truly traded places tonight.�

I think I would have laughed at the notion, had I not been
so busy trying to remember my own name.

�Trunks-kun��

He whispers in my ear, ever so slightly sliding his body
lower.� My eyes widen a bit when I feel
his hardness press up against my opening, knowing exactly what he�s craving�generally,
when it�s me in this position, this is around the time when I start to lose my
mind.

�Before I go any further, I need to be sure that this is
what you want��

Flashbacks, again.� Our first time.� Hearing him say to me the very things I had
said to him back then�it�s as if I�m watching a playback video of our first
time, only this time, through his eyes�I nod in response, assuring him that I�m
ready to continue.� I have to see how the
rest of this video plays out, I tell myself�truthfully, I feel like I�d
betraying his trust were I to say no, but even more than that�more than
anything, I want to continue.� I have to
know what it feels like.� I need to know
what he feels when I make love to him.� His body�no.� More than anything�his heart.

�I�m sure, Goten��

He looks down at me, deep concern flooding his eyes.

�You�re absolutely ready for this, then?� Because��

�Goten!!!�

I grab his shoulders and pull him down to me, my mouth
meeting his in a soft kiss.� As we part,
I smile up at him, looking into his eyes.

�I�m sure.� More than anything in the world.� I want to know what it feels like�from the other
side.�

He smiles back, nodding silently in response.� Gently, his hands move lower and grip my hips
firmly as he lines himself up.

�OK.� This will hurt
at first, Trunks-kun, but please, bear with the pain.� I�ll make you feel better�I promise.�

Before I have the chance to open my mouth and reply, he
grabs my hips tightly and pulls me up to him just as he slowly pushes
inside.� My heads flies back at the
pressure; the pain, again, this time even more intense than before.� Only the tip is inside, and still, it hurts
more than anything I�ve ever experienced�admittedly, more than even my father�s
strongest attack, or a blow from Majin Buu�this searing pain is almost
unbearable.� I clench my teeth,
determined to power through it; it WILL feel better, I assure myself.� Just as it had when he used his fingers, and
besides�I know Goten would never let me be hurt.

�Gods�Trunks-kun��

That�s right�part two of my question.� I force my eyes open to look up at him,
needing to see his face�granted, I�ve never looked at myself in a mirror while
having sex with Goten, but I�m almost certain�this is not how I look.�

Instinct.� Urge, desire, carnal hunger�all the emotions
and feelings that overtake me when I make love to him.� That feeling that I so desperately try to
overpower and yet am unable to; the feeling that forces me to control my
humanity lest I stop restraining myself and just take my lover for all he�s
worth�

It�s not there.

Nothing.� Not a trace of that animalistic glare in his
eyes, nor do I feel that same sadistic aura that constantly threatens to devour
me from him�nothing.� I blink and look
again.� Still nothing.� Only Goten.�
The same warm loving face of the boy I love�truly, he never fails to
amaze me.� Even in such a
state�experiencing the very thing that drives me mad with desire�he manages to
hold onto himself, to keep his rationality.�

�Go�ten��

At the sound of his name, he opens his eyes, faintly,
looking down at me.� He smiles�I can�t
help but smile back, raising a hand up to stroke the side of his
face�Goten.� My Goten.� I�d barely even noticed that he�s completely
seated inside me now.� Unbelievable�already,
I feel the pain fading, growing used to the slow, gentle movements of his
body.� He�s merely rocking his hips,
now.� Clearly holding back for my sake,
not wanting to hurt me�It�s incredible; a feat with which I have to struggle
with every fiber of my being coming so naturally to him, so calmly�There�s no
doubt in my mind.� Everyone�s always said
I was the stronger of us two�no.� I�m almost
certain.� There is no way I could ever be
as strong as he is.

�Goten�please��

I take hold of his hand, guiding it slowly to my own
erection.� He blinks in confusion,
looking down at me.

�You don�t...have to hold back�Goten�please��

Beads of sweat roll down his face as he gazes into my eyes,
unsure.� Ever so slowly he begins to move
his hand up and down, stroking me softly�I moan, a sound I�m still unused to
hearing from myself, as I arch my body up to meet his.

�Please, Goten��

He sighs in resignation, sensing my own feelings.� No.�
More than that, I�m certain he knows my feelings�just as I know what
he�s experiencing right now; he knows what it�s like to be where I am.� Nodding in compliment, his other hand
tightens on my waist and he begins driving into me.

It�s incredible.� Truly,
nothing compared to this; not even being inside him was the same.� That�s not to say it felt worse, nor that it
felt better�no, it�s incredible on a completely
different level.� The heat�the heat isn�t
much different than it is from the other side, but it�s more than that�the
feeling of this heat, this incredibly hot hardness buried inside me�radiating
heat.� Something�unbelievable�the feeling
of that heat stroking my insides; never could I have possibly imagined that it
would feel this good.

�Nnn�Goten��

Before I even realize what I�m doing, my body is moving with
his, thrusting myself up to meet his every move, craving the feeling of him
sliding deeper inside of me.� As I move,
even better than the feeling of him buried inside of me are
the sounds he makes in response.

�Aaah�Trunks-kun��

Screaming my name�truly, no different than when he�s
writhing beneath me, but somehow�coupled with the sight of his face, sheened
with sweat, the feel of his hand stroking me in time with his increasingly deep
thrusts�those same sounds seem somehow completely different on a whole other
level, and I can�t help myself from letting my own mouth fall open and join in
the chorus.

�Chibi�don�t�stop it��

Amazing�I�m gasping for breath, feeling as though I�m
drowning in this ocean of pleasure, choking on this incredible feeling�Just
when I feel as though I�ll die if it possibly gets any better, he thrusts
deeper still, striking that same place inside my body that his fingers found
earlier.� Forgetting
everything about myself; everything other than this intense feeling�I lose
control�

�Gods�Goten�More�more�m��

Frantic, my hands grip his shoulders, sliding down to his
waist as far as I can possibly reach and pulling him closer; needing him to hit
that spot again, needing him do go deeper, as deep as he can possibly go, to
have as much of him inside me as humanly possible.� I force my eyes open to look up at him�

And that�s when I lose all sense of myself.

The sight of him above me, taking me this way�and yet,
still, the pleasure contorted on his face no different than usual.� I�d like to consider it more, to wonder how
in the world this amazing boy manages such a thing, holding onto himself in
such a condition�unfortunately, my ability to think has since been thrown out
the window.� At a time like this, even
more than usual, all I can do is feel�

�No�Goten�can�t�going to��

I toss my head back; the last action I�m able to perform
before my entire body goes limp.� My
hands remain tight on his waist, holding him closer, deeper inside of me.� I can feel his hand tighten around my
erection as it spasms, shooting my release along his stomach and chest and
dripping down through his still stroking fingers.� I feel like I�m screaming, but I can�t even
hear my own voice as his grip tightens on my hips, holding me closer to him
still.

I look up at him, struggling to keep my eyes open and glued
to his form�one look and, even though I�m exhausted, I can�t look away.� His own eyes are clenched shut...his mouth
hanging open, my name spilling from his lips in ecstasy.� Still shaking with my own climax, I feel him
convulse inside me as he thrusts in one final time.� Within seconds I feel his own release as he
empties himself inside me, clinging tight to my waist and struggling to hold
himself up.

�Aaahn�oh�Trunks-kun�so�good��

Unable to keep himself up any longer, he collapses on top of
me, kissing me deeply and, with the last ounce of his strength, pulling out of
my body.� I feel drained; like my very
bones have melted and all I can do is lie there and be kissed by him�Man�how in
the world does he handle this?� This,
somehow, more exhausting than my usual position�I�m unsure of why that is, or
perhaps, that it�s only my imagination, and it�s really no more exhausting than
normal�but as I lie here, once again feeling the warmth of his arms wrapped
around me, his warm breath on the back of my neck as he buries his face in my
shoulder�

I realize I�m over thinking it.� I breathe a deep sigh, wrapping my own arms
around his waist and holding him closer before we both fall into a deep sleep.

�

As usual, I awake later that night to the amazing feeling of
his arms around me, sleeping like an angel as he always is.� I smile, reaching up to brush a lock of hair
from his face before lightly kissing him on the temple.�

�Nnn�Trunks-kun��

I laugh to myself as he says my name in his sleep, shifting
and hugging me tighter to him.

�Mm�more�don�t stop�harder��

I can�t help but chuckle inwardly at the subject matter of Goten�s
dream.� Sounds like I�m dominating him
quite nicely in the Land of Nod, and it strikes me funny comparing it to our
positions mere hours ago.� I sit up,
shifting him lower so his head is lying against my chest as I run a hand
through his hair.

�Well, tonight was fun, Chibi, and we�ll have to be sure to
do it this way again sometime��

I smile down at him, listening to the soft moans and gasps
of my name in response to what the dream versions of us are doing right now.

�But for now, I guess we�ll return to the usual swing of
things.�

I sigh, lying back down on the bed and stroking his hair
softly.� To me, there is no longer a
question of dominance or submission.�
Only of Goten and Trunks.

And as long as I�ve got him by my side, I think I�m OK with that.

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