Deredere-kun (Lovestruck Boy)

I looked across the table at him. It was his birthday, his 18th to be exact. We had been friends all our lives, but somehow, in that time, I had to grown to love him as more than just a best friend. He looked back at me and smiled, his blue eyes sparkling with laughter. I smiled wanly back and looked down at my food, trying to concentrate on the giant piece of cake in front of me.

I had often wondered, no…hoped… that he felt the same for me, that perhaps his seemingly casual touches had meant more. I frowned into my glass as I gulped the milk down, not really tasting it. He was going away to college in a week. He was not going to wait a year for me, instead he had decided to go ahead without me.

I looked back up at him through my eyelashes. Kami! He was so beautiful, his lavender locks shining in the sun like purple gold. I felt a quickening in my chest as my heart constricted a moment and began to beat rapidly. My eyes wandered over his face: his bright azure eyes, covered by fine, thick lashes; the kawaii curve of his nose; and then there were his lips. His full luscious lips that almost begged to be sucked nibbled and kissed. The thought of kissing him brought a blush to my face and a shudder to my breath.

Suddenly he was touching me, wiping away the milk from my top lip. I unconsciously held my breath and looked up at him. He smiled and said something. I watched the delicious curve of his mouth move, but didn’t hear what he said. Thoughts of the things we could do with his mouth brought a rush of blood to my groin. My blush deepened and I jerked away, almost flinching.

His puzzled expression changed as my father said something to him, but as he turned towards him I thought I saw something in his eyes. Hurt? Had my unconscious reaction hurt him? Perhaps he did share my feelings? I let the thought roll through my mind a moment and dismissed it. I could only be so lucky.

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Finally, the party was over. I sighed in relief. I wanted to talk to him before the night was over. I had to confess my feelings. I felt that my heart would explode if I didn’t.

I nervously wrung my hands behind my back as our parents said their goodbyes.

“Go-c” My” My mother asked. “Are you coming with us?”

“No, I’m going to hang here with Trunks for awhile longer” I said, plastering a fake smile on my face and putting my hand behind my head in the trademark Son fashion. She nodded and my father looked at me, puzzled at my strange behavior. I gave him another huge grin and trotted off back into the Briefs’ home.

He was waiting for me in the foyer. My breath stopped in my throat as I entered the room. He was leaning against a secretary, his arms folded across his chest, head down, his hair in his face. He seemed deep in thought, looked like a beautiful marble statue to me. I cleared my throat.

“Trunks-kun. Wanna hang out and spar?” I asked lamely. My voice seemed strained to me. I tried to act cheerful, my usual self, but the turmoil of emotions running through me were almost too much to bear.

He shoved himself away from the secretary with a push of his hips and nodded. He looked at me, straight in the eyes as if searching for something, a strange expression on his face, then it was gone and he was smiling.

“I’ll kick your ass, as usual,” He said with a laugh and quickly running his eyes up and down me, an almost wicked grin on his face, turned and sauntered down the hallway. Did he just check me out? I thought. My mind reeled at the possibility. I had to be imagining things.

“Hey Trunks, wait up!” I called, and followed him out the back door.

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He walked out into the backyard and, with a quick look over his shoulder to make sure I was following, powered up and flew off into the trees. I followed suit and soon we were laughing and dodging trees, playfully sparring as we flew.

We quickly reached our destinationthe the middle of the woods. We had been coming here since before Buu. This was our place to hide from our parents and sneak peaks at dirty magazines we had found in Gohan’s room.

We both landed gracefully on the soft grass and smiled at each other. Trunks turned towards the lake, his back towards me suddenly. He crossed his arms over his chest, and gazed up at the full moon.

I took a step towards him, wanting to touch him, just a feathery touch, but stopped as he started to speak.
he mhe moon is so beautiful, isn’t it, Goten-kun? I am glad that Dende brought it back.” I watched as the moonlight turned his hair to silver. My breath caught in my throat and I ceased to breathe. He was so beautiful. My body ached to be near him, my hands to touch him, my lips to kiss him. “I have often wondered,” he continued. “What it would be like if we had kept our tails. ‘Tousan told me once that a Saiya-jins tail was very sensitive; it could be used for either pleasure or to induce pain. That its purpose was not solely for the transformation to Oozaru.”

I wondered why he was telling me this. We no longer had our tails, hadn’t since we were babies. Though I had to admit to myself that I had always been curious about what it would have been like ihad had been able to keep it. But the transformations of the Saiya-jins who came before us to earth had sealed the fate of our tails. For the sake of the planet, our tails were taken. Still, I wondered where he was going with this.

“What’s going on in that silly head of yours,” I laughed and rubbed the top of his head. He turned to me then, his eyes dark in the moonlight, and looked at me with a serious expression on his face. Then suddenly, he laughed and put me in a headlock.

“Hey, no fair!”

“Nothing, Goten-kun. Just musing.” He laughed as he rubbed his knuckles hard against my scalp. I winced as it began to burn and he let me go. “Wanna go for a swim?” He asked. Not waiting for me to answer, he stripped off his shirt and then turned away from me, that same grin from earlier on his face, and bent over as he removed his pants and shoes.

My groin tightened at the sight of his sleek bare ass in the air before me. I groaned and it took all my strength not to reach out and touch him. I closed my eyes and took in several deep breaths, mentally begging the rapid blood flow to go somewhere else. I opened my eyes and gasped as I felt his hands on my chest. He was tugging at my shirt, pulling it out of my waistband.

“Come on Goten-kun,” The sex god before me smiled wickedly. “Let’s swim.”

I couldn’t move. I felt him pull the shirt over my head. I lifted my arms, out of habit if nothing else. My mind reeled with wicked thoughts as to where this could lead if I would only lean forward and take his lips with mine. I watched in dumb fascination as he undid my belt and, with a snap, my pants were also undone. My face flushed bright red and I grabbed his hands before he exposed my throbbing member to the world.

“I can do it myself,” I stammered, looking away. He shrugged and I heard a splash as he jumped in the lake. I watched as he swam under the water and then broke the surface, leaning on his back and floating, a hand lying casually just above his groin. Kami! Was he aroused? It looked to me like he was sporting a hard on just as big as mine! I must be imagining things, I thought. I quickly stripped out of my pants and jumped in the cool water, thankful for the sudden chill on my heated flesh.

I broke the surface to find him suddenly right in front of me, the serious expression on his beautiful face once again. I gasped as he reached out for me, grabbing my shoulders and pulling me into a wet kiss. He licked at my lips, his tongue enticing me with little teasing gestures. I groaned against his lips and opened myself to him.

His tongue darted into my mouth. Electric shocks ran through my body like lightening, our tongues dueling as we kissed passionately. My arms snaked around his neck and I rubbed lightly at his earlobe with my fingertips. He moaned against my lips and I smiled.

I had waited my whole life for this. For Trunks, my Trunks, to kiss me, touch me, fulfill me as I had longed for so long to do to him. After what seemed an eternity, he pulled away. I whimpered in protest. We gasped for air as I looked at him through heavy lidded eyes. He smiled. The smile was reflected in his eyes, as was my passion. I could see myself reflected in the azure mirrors.

“Trunks-kun,” I said. I needed to tell him. If this was just a one-time thing for him, I needed him to know that it would mean so much more to me. He silenced me with his lips again and I closed my eyes, my body pressing hard against him. His hands began to wander down my spine. He playfully touched each sinew of muscle; each rib on my body was traced beneath the water with a light touch.

His hands went lower, rubbing my waist in long leisurely strokes. His fingertips began wandering lower; fig myg my tail spot, he pressed lightly, stroking it as I had always fantasized he would. I groaned loudly against his lips and pressed my throbbing cock against his. Pulling away from me, he began kissing my cheeks, then lower to my jaw and throat. I growled low in my chest and he moaned as my hands began to wander his body.

I touched him, as I have always wanted to, memorizing with my hands every inch of him. I threw my head back and moaned loudly as his hand came forward to grip my aching need. His long fingers stroked me as my hips began to move of their own volition. I braced myself against his chest with one hand as the other shyly reached for his own heated flesh beneath the water.

He gasped against my throat as I wrapped my hand around him, matching his rhythm with my own. His ki flared and he levitated us out of the water to the bank. How he could concentrate enough to do even that, I have no idea. My mind was alight with no coherent thoughts: they had fled the moment he had kissed me.

Lightly, we lay down on the soft grass, my aching body beneath his. His lips wandered down my chest, his teeth nipping at my skin. My back arched towards him instinctively, begging silently for more. I stroked his hot flesh with almost clumsy strokes. This was not my first time with a man, but I was nervous. This was Trunks, my Trunks. He would always be my love.

I gasped as he took my hard flesh in his mouth, sucking on it hungrily. My back arched once again and my hands tangled themselves in his hair as his tongue traced little designs on my manhood. He was so good with his tongue! I gasped and moaned, thrashing so violently beneath him that he had to still my hips with his hands. I felt him turn and crawl over my body, his mouth never leaving its work.

My breath caught in my throat as he placed his erection against my lips. Fascinated, my tongue flicked out of my mouth and licked lightly at it, causing him to moan and jerk his hips forward. I grinned. Once again I teasingly licked at him, my hands caressing his buttocks, lightly running across his anus, pressing, but nothing more. I licked my fingers, getting them slick with saliva. I wanted him to remember this forever. I wanted to blow his mind with such sensation that he would never be able to forget.

I once again placed my fingertips at his opening and reaching up, placed the fingertips of the other hand above his tail spot. All at once, I took his swollen flesh into my mouth, sucking heartily as I pressed my fingers into his anus and against his tail spot. He threw his head back, my cock flopping out of his mouth, and screamed at the sensations. I continued my assault on his pleasure spots, my fingers wriggling within him to find that certain place. I hit it and he jerked his hips back onto my fingers.

My hips bumped up against his face and he eagerly took me into his mouth again. I could feel his deep moans tickling my cock and I thrust my hips against the fingers pressing against my hole. We bucked and writhed against each other for a few more moments, then I felt him tighten around my fingers and his hot juices shot down my throat. I groaned against him and licked and sucked it all from him, not wanting to miss a single drop. Then suddenly, throwing my head back against the grass, I moaned my release as his fingers and mouth worked their magic on me.

He still bucked against my fingers as he lifted his head and looked back at me with desire-laden eyes. I smiled as he climbed off of me and turned, settling his groin against mine, his knees on either side of my hips. He leaned down and kissed me once again, the mingled juices from our orgasms mixing in our mouths. The taste was like heaven to my senses.

My hands gripped his hips tightly. “Trunks…” I groaned deep in my throat. He smiled at me then, that devilishly handsome grin of his, and raised himself slightly, positioning himself over my once again hard member. In one fluid motion, I was inside him. His hips convulsed a bit at the sensation and he looked down at me with surprise and wonder flashing across his face.

I sat up suddenly and began sucking at his nipples. One hand still gripping his waist, I used the other to play with his tail spot once more. He grabbed my shoulders for support, howling with pleasure and began moving up and down on my member. The only sounds in the clearing were our hot panting and the gentle lap of the water against the shore. He tangled his hands in my hair as I whispered my love for him against his throat. I do not know if he heard me, but I needed to say it whether he heard or not.

I felt him shudder against me, his beautiful muscular body arching into mine as he neared his peak. I took his lips in another searing kiss as he rode me, his fingertips now digging into my back. The pleasure of the pain added to the intense feelings of our coupling and I growled against his lips as he tightened around me. Hot liquid splashed across my chest and stomach as Trunks leaned down to bite into my neck, his hips thrusting madly against mine.

I quickened the pace, wanting to peak with him. The tightening of his cavern finally throwing me over the edge, I dug my fingers into his ass as I thrust one last time into his willing body. We growled against each other’s lips as we moved slowly in unison, not wanting the feelings to ebb just yet.

He whispered against my lips before taking my lips in another searing kiss.

“I love you, Goten-chan.”

~Owari~