Claimed

The sound of deep gasps and pants for breath filled his ears as he looked upon a scene that made his heart ache in his chest. He was too numbed by the sight of a familiar raven-haired woman moving against an unfamiliar man with blond hair to push the door in more, speak, or even retreat from the betrayal taking place before him. He just numbly stood and watched as the woman he'd been with for over 20 years, the mother of his two sons, passionately embraced and kissed another. He'd never seen her so flushed and excited as she moved with the blond. Never had she looked so alive with him as she did with this unnamed man.

"Chi-chi..." he whispered rising a hand up to fist it in his black hair, legs shaking and sending a tremor all the way up his body. He'd suspected, had smelt it on her, but had never questioned, had remained loyal in his trust to her and what she was: his wife. He knew he'd been gone a long time, seven years, but he didn't have much of a choice he'd been dead. The thought that she might have found someone in his absence never crossed his mind, that she would replace him. But now... now he'd seen with his own eyes that it was true, that his wife, his Chi-chi, loved another.

Disoriented the tall Sayjin walked out of the house and jumped into the sky, he needed to get out of there, needed to find some place comforting, some place where he could forget the scene he'd just spied. He needed to wash the vision from him, rinse it away with battle, with exhaustion, with blood. For the first time in his life he wanted to go on a senseless killing spree and cover himself in the blood of innocents.

He stayed that way for minutes, hours? He couldn't be sure he just knew he didn't want to go home, but he'd have to sooner or later. With another miserable sigh he got up and began walking, he didn't know where he was and it would be near impossible to find his house on the ground, but he wasn't in a hurry, no there was no hurry; no one was waiting for him at home.

"No she’s not!" Shouted the black nekojin pulling back his pawed hand and socking the white cat person in the face. Soon a very nasty catfight was taking place in the middle of the road, fists and fur were flying every where. The yellow nekojin ran back and forth yelling at them to stop fighting, they ignored her pleas and continued to claw at one another.

"It’s like this," said the man taking Goku’s arm again and leading him down the road. "The only reason those two are fighting is because of that little yellow cat girl. They use to be best friends, till that girl showed up," said the old man shaking his head. "She’s too selfish to just pick one of them and stop their bickering. Huh! Women, who needs them?"

"Yes," said the old man stopping at a door and reaching into his pocket to dig for a key. "Of course, it’s only natural to look for one of your own kind when going about these things, someone that looks and acts like yourself," said the old man finding his key and poking it in the keyhole. "Humans marry humans, nekojins marry nekojins, but humans and nekojins don't marry one another. What’s so confusing about that?" Said the old man opening the door and pulling Goku inside his small hut. He pushed the unsuspecting Sayjin into a wooden chair and went digging in his cupboards for band-aids and what not.

"Own kind," said Goku. He smiled bitterly, he was the only Sayjin besides Vegita, and there were no Sayjin girls around for him to be with. He rubbed his chin, was that why he and Chi-chi didn't fit, because they weren't the same species? He'd never really felt all that attached to Chi-chi, sure he cared about her, but he cared about everyone. He'd stayed with Chi-chi mostly because she was a good cook, kept a clean house and warm bed, and she would let him touch her for some physical pleasure when he really wanted it like on bright moon lit nights. The biggest reason was that she said it was his duty as her husband. But he never really understood her, could never matched her thought patterns, many thought it was because he was stupid, or that he just didn't understand women, but that wasn't true. He just didn't think like Chi-chi did, he could think like Vegita easily, the Sayjin prince would never admit it but the two thought very much alike and could anticipate each other with great skill.

Goku leaned back in the chair and sighed, wondering if Vegita had ever felt incompatible with Bulma like he was now feeling with Chi-chi: he doubted it. Despite being two different species, Bulma and Vegita were very much a like in personality. Both were proud, arrogant, they loved the thrill of the challenge, they loved trying to out do each other, and they loved being the best. A sad look crossed Goku’s face... Bulma, he missed her.

Goku closed his eyes. Lonely, she was lonely with him and surprisingly he wasn't surprised that she was. They filled the roll of husband and wife, but the perks that made it enjoyable weren't there. Chi-chi was always yelling at him, trying to get him to do normal couple things and all he wanted to do was go out and spar with the boys. They had very little in common, they just didn't match he realized. Maybe she deserved someone better that could do all those things she so wanted.

"I guess I should put some clothes on," said Goku moving over to the pile of orange and blue gear. His clothes had seen better days. He'd been out in the wilderness for close to two weeks now, his clothes were dirty, torn, and smelly. Maybe he really should just stay naked and fight the prince. He glanced at Vegita’s clothed form, the Sayjin was dressed in tight black stretch pants, black boots going up almost to his knees. He wore a black tank top with thin straps doing a terrible job covering his powerful chest, and a blue denim jacket with the capsule corps logo on it, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He watched as the Sayjin prince pulled off his jacket, getting ready for their match, a dark creature who’s slender body was now dressed all in form fitting black. Goku tore his eyes off Vegita as the Sayjin prince stretched a little to get his blood pumping. He fumbled with his clothes, suddenly very much wishing he had pants on as he found the picture very appealing to the senses.

"Hn." snorted Vegita indicating with his head towards a clearing not far away. Goku walked behind the Sayjin prince as they moved towards the clearing, he couldn't help but run his eyes over Vegita’s nicely shaped back. Vegita was much more compact and slender then he; he also had more curves to his build made very evident by the tight material. His movements were fluid, graceful. He’s a prince, thought Goku, of course he carries himself so smoothly. Vegita always did have a royal air about him something he'd noticed when the prince just moved and didn't ruin it with words of pride and arrogance. He liked Vegita’s presence very much when the prince was silent, just a fine chiseled statue to look at, not insulting him nor scoffing at the way humans reacted to certain things. Although, Goku had to admit his friends did over react to a lot of things, especially when watching a real fight. They always leapt to conclusion thinking such and such had won when the two fighters were just getting started, they'd know that if they'd checked for a power reading first before celebrating. They never seemed to learn, they did it every time, he wondered why they always looked so shocked when the enemy rose again after thinking he was dead for the tenth time.

Goku loved this, loved the animal like pleasure it gave him to fight with the only other creature alive that could possible feel the same as he. To feel the call of combat, the kiss of pain was desirable, but the real excitement was to win: defeat, surpass, dominate. As long as he continued to be better, continued to win, Vegita would come to him to try again. They could have their private dance over and over again, till the end of time; Goku didn't want it any other way. Vegita was the only thing that remained constant in life, the only thing that he could depended on to be there and understand, so long as he continued to win against the Sayjin prince.

Vegita managed to sweep Goku off his feet; he grabbed the taller Sayjin’s arm on his way down and fell back wrapping his legs around Goku’s strong arm, bracing his feet on the taller Sayjin’s chest. His arms held the wrist and forearm, locking the joints painfully for Goku in a hold that was seemingly unbreakable without Goku having to break his own arm to get free.

Goku closed his eyes as he felt the smaller Sayjin writhe under him, making their bodies rub madly together in burning friction of ki, cloth, and flesh. Goku’s mouth parted slightly at the arousing feel, leaning his head back as he breathed deeply through his nose, smelling the smaller Sayjin’s personal scent. He became aware of the defiant angry growl coming from Vegita and titled his head back down to look at the smaller Sayjin who glared with angry eyes up at him.

Goku stopped his growl at once and blinked his aqua colored eyes, what was he doing?! He was angry that Vegita had dared to continue to fight him when he was obviously helplessly pinned. He let go of Vegita’s wrists and sat back on the Sayjin’s stomach, watching as Vegita eyed him in an untrustworthy fashion while rubbing the red marks on his wrists.

Vegita sighed. "Someone that can fill their part in the relationship. If a Sayjin male is looking for a mate to have offspring with, he'll look for a female with a high power level just below his so his offspring with be strong and he'll be able to force his mate in to submission for the task. Believe it or not most Sayjin females hated the mere thought of being pregnant; gets in the way of fighting. Sayjins had children only if the male could force his mate into submission while she was in heat, not an easy thing to do."

Goku almost regretted asking that question as for a brief moment a twinge of loss reflected in Vegita’s eyes. The Sayjin prince turned to the side arms cross not looking at Goku, trying to look like the subject meant nothing to him, although, Goku knew other wise. Vegita really had loved her, he'd admitted it in his own way years ago when she was still alive. Bulma had died due to complications months after Bra’s birth. It had been devastating to them all.

Once again Goku was disappointed that Vegita refused his offer of food, but he was glad Vegita had at least said he'd stay. They moved back to the fish that was done roasting and Goku sat down to begin his meal, greatly enjoying the fish. Yup, you do taste yummy with wild herbs, thought Goku licking his fingers and taking another bit of fish. He glanced at the Sayjin prince who was just sitting with his back to a tree trunk watching him. Feeling it was rude to just pig out in front of the prince he decided to get Vegita to speak some more.

"The aggressor, who is usually stronger, takes his chosen mate on a hunting trip to kill wild game, but the dominator makes sure that he is the one that kills the meal thus it is his. He offers it to his would be mate as a sign of his affections and in a sense that he is a good provider. If the partner accepts the meal and eats it, the aggressor will then turn the tables and begin the hunt with his chosen partner. It’s a kind of metaphor, by eating the aggressor’s game you become it," said Vegita with a smirk. "The would be mate is then given a chance to get away, out smart their hunter, or prepare for their coming. The aggressor would then issue a chase, which would lead to a fight that he must win. After that the winner takes his physical pleasure from the other and last completes the mental link. That’s a hunt, Kakarott."

Vegita sighed running a hand through his hair. "Very well. Due to the fact that there were so few females in our species many males took their pleasure from each other, it wasn't uncommon at all for a mated pair to both be male, even a rare few were both female. Sayjins weren't as judgmental about that kind of thing like humans are. A mate was a mate, it didn't matter what or who they were. Picking a mate not in your class or power level was considered far more degrading then claiming a partner of the same sex as you who was in your rank. Class was important in the Sayjin Empire, very important," said Vegita nodding his head. He looked up to see that Goku still had that shocked look on his face, bordering close to panic. He smirked at the taller Sayjin. "Don't freak out, Kakarott. You have nothing to worry about if your silly human way of thinking prevents you from claim a mate simply because he’s male, this mud ball of a planet had no shortage of females."

"Right," laughed Goku stupidly but inside he was freaking out because he realized he was hunting a mate, he was hunting Vegita! He'd been trying to get the Sayjin prince to become his prey ever since he'd showed up! Even their fight, where he'd growled down at Vegita for not submitting was part of the hunt! He hadn't been angry with Vegita he'd been trying to force his dominance! Of course he had no right to do so since Vegita had not excepted his offering of food and thus become something yummy for him to devour. Goku was so caught up in his realization that he must have jumped five feet in the air when Vegita put his hand on his shoulder.

"I'm so stupid," whispered Goku quietly as they flew. Why am I going with him? It doesn't help my situation one little bit. He'd just lost his wife and now he found out he'd been having some Sayjin thing for the only other Sayjin around. Worst yet he was seriously starting to think he wanted to make Vegita his, after all he wouldn't want Vegita if they didn't fit well together, right? He wondered if Vegita suspected at all his desires, he also wondered what the Sayjin prince would think of it.

Due to the fact that Vegita wasn't much of the father type raising Bra had been extremely awkward for him in the beginning, Goku had helped him out a little, but it had been mainly Chi-chi who showed Vegita the ropes of being a single parent. Who better to teach him than the poor abandoned wife of the only other Sayjin around, she knew about demi-Sayjins, taking care of babies, and about dealing with Sayjins. Goku sighed sadly thinking again about Chi-chi, he really hadn't been there for her.

Goku stripped fast, dumping his cloths in his cubby and wrapping the short white towel around his waist feeling kind of jumpy with so many people around. Not that he was shy about being nude far from it, something was rubbing him the wrong way. He looked around trying to figure out what it was, but ended up spotting Vegita taking his time removing his clothes and was unable to get his eyes to continue his scan. He exhaled deeply as the Sayjin dropped his pants, bent over to retrieve them, and put them in his box.

Goten wasn't the only one doing some growling. Him again, thought the tall Sayjin watching as that strange man watched them. Go away, thought Goku, mentally shooing the man. Stop looking at him, you have no right to look at him, he’s mine he growled mentally. Goku stopped and realized what he'd just let run through his head. "I'm still hunting him," whispered the tall Sayjin and worst yet he knew he was doing it now.

You sure you want to leave me alone with your father, Trunks? I might jump him, thought Goku. He glanced around and was almost glad there were people all over the place, he wasn't truly naked and alone with Vegita. His eyes landed on that strange man again as he started after Vegita who was moving towards the vacant stools. The low growl started up in his throat again and almost turned into a snarl as Vegita sat down on one end of the three, the stranger sat in the middle leaving one vacant stool on his other side way from Vegita. Are you trying to compete with me?! Thought Goku hands clenching into fists at his sides. You're going to lose and maybe worse if you keep this up, he thought shooting the man a glare as he sat down beside him and grabbed a bar of soap to begin washing.

"I knew there was a catch," said Goten and closed his eyes as Trunks’ strong hands began rubbing and trailing down his back. Ah heaven! Thought Goten leaning his head forward and sighing as Trunks moved down more. Kami, his touch is good, powerful yet not rough just like a masseuse’s hands are. I could fall asleep at this rate thought Goten groaning softy. Goten was shocked into full awareness as Trunks up turned a bucket of water on him to rinse.

"I do?" asked Trunks fingering a few strains of purple. "All right," he said sitting down on the stool, Goten moved behind him both to keep Trunks and anyone else from seeing he was aroused, staying behind the purple haired teen and kneeling down with him as Trunks moved to sit down. He swallowed hard trying to get himself under control. Kami, I'm going to have a really wet dream tonight of madly screwing Trunks from behind in a public bathhouse, I just know it.

Goku sighed in relief at Vegita’s reaction then frown. Why am I so possessive?! I had nothing with him till today, I still have nothing, he doesn't even know what I feel. Do I really want to push the limited of his tolerance of me, what if he doesn't want my affection? It’s a phase, I'm not thinking straight, still shook up over seeing Chi-chi with another man, I don't want Vegita in that way.

The Sayjin prince bare his teeth, clenching his hand into a fist, he began to turn to give that man his answer. Vegita was completely shocked when Goku beat him to it and punched that man so hard he was sent flying back into the large pool like tub that many men were already soaking in. Vegita’s mouth dropped as he watched the unconscious man float up to the top of the water and was then fished out by several other men. He turned to look at Goku who was blowing steam through his nostrils like a bull, a very angry look on his face. "Kakarott?" said Vegita unable to get the shocked to leave his face just yet.

Oh, I had a good reason, thought Goku. You like me violent, don't you Vegita. You like it when I stop thinking and just act like some wild animal that believes only the strong survive and get what they want. You always try and make me lose control. Goku frowned at the thought of what might happen if he allowed himself to lose control. Then filed it away in his head for later thought, if you take off my human leash Vegita you might not like the Sayjin you set free.

The four soon found themselves soaking alone in the corner of the large tile bath. Goten sat on one side with Trunks beside him, next to Trunk with his back in the corner was Vegita and to Vegita’s other side was Goku. Both Sons, feeling affectionate and protective of their unsuspecting objects of desire, were sitting much closer to the two Briefs then need be, making the large bath seem severely closed off and limited in space; especially for leg room.

Goten had after a long time of just vigorously rubbing Trunks’ hair finally gotten himself under control enough to let Trunks up to go to the bath. Of course, Trunks’ hair had never been so clean in his whole life. Now here he was with his side practically plastered up against Trunks’ as the purple haired demi-Sayjin leaned his back against the rim of the large tub, eyes closed, that little smile Goten liked so much gracing his lips as he just let the warm bath water soften his skin. He had the strongest desire to close his eyes and lean his head on Trunks’ shoulder, loving the close contact to the purple haired teen, but he doubted that Trunks would. He sighed in a longing way just taking in the sight of his desire, till he happened to look across Trunks to see Vegita studying him in a curious manner. The young son felt himself break out in a cold sweat. Oh Kami, does he know?!

"I know what you're thinking, Kakarott," said Vegita. "Trunks is not my chosen heir, he’s too much like his mother, thinks like a human," snorted the Sayjin. "So I don't mind if he’s in a relationship that has no hope for producing offspring." The Sayjin prince let the towel drop down to his shoulders. "I'm training Bra to be more Sayjin like, she’s my heir, and Trunks can do whatever he likes."

Goten just couldn't sleep that night. He was in Trunks’ room, laid out on a futon on the floor. Trunks was on his own bed fast asleep, the light sound of his deep even breaths sounded unnaturally loud to Goten. Trunks seemed to be turning quite a lot in his sleep and his covers had long ago been kicked off. Not that Goten blamed Trunks, it was a damn hot night, too hot for the warm covers and blankets on Trunks’ bed, too hot for the covers on Goten, too hot for the clothes he wore. Goten was just hot period! He had every right to be with the sleeping bishounen not far away.

Goten gasped into the pillow, squeezing his eyes shut. Damn you Trunks, why do you have to be so damn sexy in every thing you do? Thought Goten angrily as one of his hands travel down his own sweaty chest and down to rub his semi-erect length through his cotton pajama pants. He opened both his eyes and watched as Trunks turned on his side giving Goten a good view of his back.

Kami Trunks, why do you only sleep in a thin white tank and boxers? Thought Goten sliding his hand up his wash board stomach and down his pants. You're driving me mad, he thought lightly stroking himself. He bite his lip in frustration, it wasn't enough. He glanced back up at the sleeping teen and slowly got on all fours, then his knees, letting the blanket slide down his back and to the futon forgotten. Trunks he mouthed, almost a plead for the teen to wake up and take care of his arousal. But Goten knew that if Trunks did wake up and saw him like this he'd probably just run away from Trunks as fast as he could. Sitting on his heels he looked at the teen while running his hand up and down himself, biting down much harder on his lip to keep from making any noise. It was torture to just look and not touch. His hips began to move slowly back and forth as he worked.

Goten froze as Trunks rolled over on his other side facing him. He didn't even breath fearing Trunks would hear it and wake up. After a long pause of nothing but silence Goten whimpered softly reaching up with his other hand to pull his pants down his hips, freeing his erection. He stroked himself much faster, growling softly in frustration as he seemed unable to find his release like this. It was too much to do it this way while all he wanted was to go over to the sleeping teen next to him and climb on top of him to finish the job with Trunks’ beautiful body. He thought of Trunks strong hands and fingers how good it would feel to have him stroke him to ecstasy, Trunks’ sensual mouth, what would it feel like to have that on him, the boy’s firm rear- Goten groaned loudly reaching up one hand to bit his own finger. His eyes looked over the purple haired teen in a desperate manner as he slowly got to his feet and moved to stand over Trunks. He stood like that for what seemed like forever to him before he lifted a trembling hand and hooked his fingers under the rim of Trunks’ boxers. He held his breath waiting to see if Trunks would wake at the light touch but thankfully he did not. As carefully as he could he pulled on the blue boxers, watching as they slowly slipped down Trunks’ rear and to his thighs.

Goten swung his other leg over Trunks to land on the other side of the teen, till he was straddling Trunks, but still not touching him. His hands moved down to either side of Trunks’ face as he loomed over the unaware teen. Goten ran his tongue over his once again dry lips as he lifted one hand and moved it down to grab his arousal again. Closing his eyes half way he began to stroke himself hard, breathing heavily as he looked at the teen under him.

Kami! I can't believe he didn't wake up! Thought Goten. His eyes widened as he spotted some white liquid in the dip of Trunks’ back. He swallowed hard wondering what he should do about that. He decided first to fix himself so if Trunks did wake up he won't be caught with his pants down so to speak. He lifted his pants back up over his hips raising up his hand, looking at his own seeds all over it. He raised the hand up to his mouth and tasted, bitter but in a way pleasant he thought cleaning it off his hand with his tongue. Once that was clean he looked down at Trunks once again then scooted back to Trunks’ calves, hands moved back to the rim of Trunks’ boxers to begin sliding them back up. He leaned over the sleeping teen more and ran his tongue over the dip in Trunks’ spine cleaning up his mess before he finished pulled Trunks’ trunks back up. He sat back up again and ran his tongue over his lips, tasting the salt from Trunks’ skin in his mouth. Silently he got off the bed and went back to his own futon climbing in and pulling the covers up to his chin.

Goku blinked his eyes in the direction his son had zoomed off. "Have a good day!" he shouted wondering if Goten could even hear him any more. "Boy, missing school must be really bad for him to leave like that." Goku turned around in the air. "Well, I'll leave you and Trunks to work it out your own way in the meanwhile-" said Goku powering up a bit to increase his speed. "I've got a Sayjin of my own to chase."

The party was just a bunch of seniors and juniors getting together to flirt and get drunk. Lots of snacks had been laid out as well as three kegs of beer. Needless to say the rules of the party were that no one could go home till they got some or got plastered, whichever came first. Lots of games had been set up and were going, out on the lake someone had brought a capsule speedboat and was pulling girls around on inner tubes, skiers, and just speeding across the lake having a good time.

In a much better mood Goten and Trunks had gone back to get something to drink only to end up in a beer-drinking contest. The contest lasted for hours with only Goten and Trunks still standing after the first. Someone had gone and gotten two more kegs of beer from some where just to keep it going and so that some other people could have beer besides the two bottomless pits.

Goten lay on the ground hiding his face in defeat, he was crushed. He'd lost, he'd lost to Trunks. Vegita was right he'd never get Trunks like he was, their was no reason for the purple haired god to even consider him in that way. He bit his lip trying to swallow the sob that wanted to work its way loose from his mouth and the tears that were starting to well up in his eyes.

Goten spun around. "Yes! I am!" he shouted in Trunks’ face tears making their way down as he was unable to stop them. He looked at Trunks who had a truly shocked look on his face at Goten’s reaction and was unable to stand it. Turning around he ran, ran as fast as he could away from the purple haired perfection that was Trunks. He didn't even care what any one thought as he powered up and jumped into the air streaking away. He just knew he had to run, run and get as far away as possible.

With a shout of pain and angry Goten began attacking Trunks in blind furry, too emotional to have any plan or level of skill in his wild strikes. Trunks, on the other hand, did as he easily dodged and blocked all of Goten’s hits. The purple haired demi-Sayjin lunged forward and wrapped his arms around Goten’s waist, like a stone the two dropped out of the sky and crashed hard on the ground, Goten taking the brute of the force since he'd been on the bottom. Recovering fast, Trunks sat on Goten’s stomach and pinned his arms over his head looking down at the trapped demi-Sayjin with a triumphant look on his face.

"Why?" said Trunks leaning farther over him. "Baka, because I won," said Trunks voice very proud, causing Goten to look back at him with hurt filled eyes. "You didn't think I won't claim what is mine after winning did you?" asked Trunks. Without warning he leaned down and nudged Goten’s head to the side with his face and ran his tongue over the other boy’s neck. He opened his mouth and bit down into Goten’s neck muscles wrenching a shocked cry from the other as he growled around his bite.

"Oh Kami!" gasped Goten fisting his fingers into Trunks’ hair as the teen ran his tongue over the now hard nub in a sensual way. How long had he wanted his, how many dreams had he had of Trunks like this, how his body ached for more. He no longer cared about his friend’s drunken state as he yanked Trunks’ head back by his hair and kissed the teen hard and wildly, trusting his tongue down into the other’s throat.

Trunks ran his tongue down to the rim of Goten’s shorts and bit it with his teeth, tugging them down to Goten’s thighs. He glanced up at his partner's arousal: big, thick, and trembling with need. Slowly Trunks leaned forward and experimentally ran his tongue from base to tip and was rewarded with a horse cry from Goten. Smirking at his flushed face friend. Trunks did it again treating Goten’s member much like one would an icy treat that was slowly melting.

Goten threw back his head an unintelligent sound left him as he stared with wide eyes up at the night sky, hands gripping tighter in Trunks’ fine locks as he lay there helpless under his attention, mouth working but his brain was too mottled at the moment to form words. Shutting his eyes tightly Goten rolled his head to the side, loosening his hold on Trunks’ hair to start running his finger through it, petting softly and loving it as the strains slipped tangle free through his fingers. He gasped in this throat as the light teasing threatened to make him lose what little control he possessed over his own body.

No, not like this, more Trunks, I need more. "More," the word sounded weak to Goten’s ears so he licked his lips and tried again. "Trunks, more," he said pushing himself up on his elbows and watching his friend do the most amazing things with his tongue. Oh Kami if I watch that too long I'll blow a fuse, thought Goten watching as Trunks ran his tongue up to the head of his arousal and looked up at his with beep blue eyes clouded over with liquor and lust.

Goten groaned so loudly it sounded like a low roar, he pushed Trunks’ head down with all his strength making the purple haired teen deep throat him in a manner that was just too good. Trunks fought back, not used to nor experienced in this, but finally he allowed Goten to have it the way he liked as he found a pace that was more comfortable for him. He lightly gripped the raven-haired teen’s hips as they began thrusting up, not letting Goten use too much force and thus gag him.

"Oh Kami, Trunks!" shouted Goten curling up so that his hands were now on Trunks’ back grabbing fistful of the white tank Trunks wore. Several animal like sound came out of Goten as he panted and gasped, moving his hips fast against Trunks’ hot mouth as the purple haired man tried to match his frantic pace growling low around Goten’s length making his throat vibrate and thus driving Goten even more insane. Goten didn't even register that he'd ripped the white tanks in half down Trunks’ back as he was too deep in his pleasure.

Goten was barely aware of what was going on as Trunks slowly pulled back off his now limp flesh, swallowing hard and frowning slightly at the bitter tastes left in his mouth. When Goten recovered he looked up seeing the look on Trunks face. He pulled the demi-Sayjin up over him by the hold he still had on Trunks’ hair and licked the white trail on Trunks’ chin up to his mouth were he coaxed Trunks to kiss him passionately, tasting himself in the other’s mouth. While they kissed their bodies rubbed and Goten could feel Trunks’ still unsatisfied length pressing between them. His heartbeat began to quicken once again, they could still have some more fun. Goten widened his legs and wrapped them tightly around Trunks’ hips trapping the teen against him. He then rubbed them together and grinned into Trunks’ mouth as the teen groaned into his. Goten could feel himself already starting to rise again at the mere thought of taking care of Trunks’ need. He reached down with his hands to fondle the other’s rear, squeezing the firm flesh he found there. Trunks jerked against him as he was rubbed in both the front and the back by skilled hands that knew a lot more about this kind of thing then he.

The purple haired teen looked down at his partner with lust lit drunken eyes as he lifted his hand to Goten’s face. Goten kissed the fingertips then licked them, leaning forward to capture them in his mouth and sucking hard on them. After running his tongue repeatedly over them he pulled Trunks’ hand back, slick with saliva, and guided it down his body between his legs. "Touch me here," he whispered. Almost hesitantly, Trunks did as he was asked feeling Goten arch up against him as his slipped two fingers in to him. "Keep going," urged Goten squirming under Trunks, biting his lip lightly at the pain of entry, but Goten knew that pain could sometimes assent pleasure and he really wanted Trunks to find his in him.

Goten arched as he felt pressure then Trunks was in with one smooth push, forcing a long "ahhhhh" from Goten. The raven-haired teen chewed his lip lightly, eyes starting to water at the tight fit, but he loved it, loved every second of it. His hands lightly scratched along Trunks’ shoulders, his tongue flicked out to run up Trunks’ neck tasting the salt on his skin, and a loud purr started up in his throat making his whole body vibrate.

Slowly Trunks’ breath began to turn ragged and his pace quickened, thrusts becoming more forceful and powerful. Goten loved the power he could feel from the other, the way Trunks’ steel like muscles moved under his soft skin, the tight dominating grip Trunks had on him as he held to one of Goten’s thighs with one hand the other now supporting the back of Goten’s neck. Still growling deep in his throat among his deep breaths.

Goten’s breath was also deep and uneven as he gasped for air, his grip was no less tight than Trunks’ as he held desperately on to him as if afraid that Trunks might try and leave him before he was satisfied. He purred his pleasure to the purple haired demi-Sayjin thrusting down to meet Trunks in a mad sway of hips. Kami-sama, mouthed Goten, crushing Trunks to him as their pace turned completely wild and lustful, Goten had never been in such bliss before in his life, as Trunks was drunk on liquor he was drunk on Trunks. He'd become addicted to the taste and feel of the one taking him right then, right there.

"Trunks!" screamed Goten arching off the ground as he came a second time between them, warmth spread along the two’s stomachs. Trunks growled against him, slamming all the way in and holding Goten tight around him. "Goten," Trunks whispered so softly the teen almost didn't hear it with his own pleasure running madly through his veins. Some thing like an electric jolt ran through Goten’s mind, setting fire to everything it touched as it laced through his brain like wildfire. Then the sensation lessened and it turned into perhaps the most pleasant feeling Goten had ever had the pleasure of experiencing. It ran from his head down his whole body like a soft shiver of delight making every nerve in his body tingle as it did so. Goten smiled in indescribable joy as Trunks lay limp on top of him panting for breath loudly, drain of all strength.

Goten cradled the teen’s head kissing him lightly on the lips before locking his hands together behind Trunks’ neck making it impossible for the exhausted teen to leave the circle of his arms. Trunks didn't try and break the hold, he just stayed that way till his breath turned even and calm, heavy eyelids closing in sleep listening to the beat of Goten’s heart.

"Did something crawl in my mouth and die?" asked Trunks out loud running his tongue over his lips and wincing at the taste. With much effort Trunks pulled himself up into a sitting position and ran a hand through his purple hair. Leaning his forehead on his hand he glanced around wondering where in hell he was. He looked down at himself and an eyebrow raised. "Where are my clothes?" he said running a hand up his bare chest. He heard gentle even breaths behind him and froze.

"I won't blame you if you hate me forever Goten, but I really didn't mean to hurt you. I'm so sorry. If I hadn't gotten so drunk I never would have forced myself on you like that. I feel terrible, Kami please understand that I wasn't thinking straight. You know I would never try and hurt you like that," said Trunks looking more ashamed and miserable by the second. "Go ahead and hit me Goten if it'll make you feel better. Go ahead," he said raising up one hand and pointing right at his jaw. "Hit me as hard as you can I won't stop you."

Trunks’ panicked babbling was cut short as Goten leaned forward and silenced Trunks’ mouth with his own. As Trunks gasped against his lips Goten took the slight parting to trust his tongue down Trunks’ throat causing the purple haired demi-Sayjin to grip his shoulders tightly. The raven-haired teen kissed wildly and passionately, putting as much sexuality he could into it as he claimed the other’s mouth. They parted slowly with a trail of Silva running from their wet lips. Goten watched as Trunks opened slightly clouded blue eyes obviously dazed from the breath-taking kiss.

Goku couldn't hide the annoyed look on his face as Vegita finished up the last of his meal and laid down looking up at the sky. He'd been growing more and more frustrated as the days went by and he continued to fail to get the prince to accept and become his prey. He was confident that he could catch Vegita, defeat him, give him perhaps the wildest night of his life, but he couldn't get the proud Sayjin to eat a bit of what he caught! Ahhhh! You're driving me insane, Vegita! Thought Goku flopping down on his back to look up at the night sky as the other did.

How do I get him?! Can I force feed him? He wondered scratching his chin as he did so. He didn't think that counted, accepting the food offering was accepting the would be mate or at least dangling a sign in front of their face that said ‘catch me if you can.’ I will get you Vegita, you're going to be mine he thought glancing at the relaxed Sayjin prince. He bit his lip lightly, he did have a plan, but he didn't want to try it. It was almost like cheating in a way, but by now Goku was ready to give it a go.

Goku awoke as he heard the sound of splashing water. With a wide yawn and a stretch he sat up rubbing at one eye and turning his head towards the spring they had set up camp at. His hand dropped, eyes widening as he watched Vegita only in thigh high water rub some icy water on his face as naked as the day he was born. The Sayjin prince dropped his hands, shaking his head as he tossed it back, straightening from his slightly bent over position.

Goku blushed hotly and looked down at his lap where an obvious tent greeted him proudly. Goku fidgeted and brought his knees up hiding the sight as he tried to force his blood flow to go in another direction. The sight of Vegita appearing on the other side of the spring doing a slow lazy breaststroke to the shore didn't help any. Specially when he climbed out and sat down on the green grass rubbing at himself lightly with his blue training suit top, not even bothering to close his legs.

The sun moved higher and never once did the two drop from super Sayjin as they fought. It turned noon but instead of stopping and going to hunt for a snack to hold them over, like they usually did, they kept sparring. Not only that, but Goku stepped up the pace yet again by going super Sayjin two. Not to be out done Vegita went to level two as well. The two fought like angry wolves trying to rip each other’s throats out as the sun slowly started to work its way back to the horizon.

Goku looked at his partner as he panted, breathing in raged breaths, it'd been so long since he'd had an intense battle like this one, it felt great. He looked over at Vegita who was panting just as hard, but had a smirk on his face and knew the prince felt the same. He also knew that they both were nearing their last legs as they had been fighting at high power the whole day without break or food. His stomach growled angrily at him and he told it to be patient, this was all part of his plan.

Unfortunately Goku was counting on just that as he out did the shorter Sayjin and hammered him down to crash into the ground with bone shattering force. He gave the Sayjin prince half a second to pull himself painfully off the ground and stand to face him again. He couldn't help the wicket smirk that crossed his face as he blurred away to strike at the Sayjin’s rear. Vegita was fast enough to leap out of the way of the first strike, but his speed couldn't match a Sayjin at level three. Goku reappeared, interlocked hands striking Vegita square on the back, wrenching a pained cry from the prince as he flew forward to slam through several trees finally managed to stop and landed as he broke through the seventh one. Goku watched as blood made its way down the prince’s body from several cuts all over him. Vegita's shirt had long ago been ripped to shreds and this pants were missing one leg, ripping high on the prince’s rear, the other’s leg was missing the knee and had several slashes in it. Vegita was a mess and looking like he was in more than a little pain. Briefly Goku thought about calling it quits and going over to check on the other Sayjin but that would defeat the purpose of this long intense sparring match. He had to drain Vegita dry. The level three Sayjin disappeared and raised up a fist aimed right at Vegita’s chest where it was meet by the Princes crossed arms. Vegita went skidding back by the shear force of the blow and was unable to recover in time as Goku was now in his face slamming his fists repeatedly in the smaller man’s stomach till Vegita started to go slack, eyelids drooping half way. Goku caught the smaller Sayjin as Vegita fell forwards limply into his arms, coughing up bloods, barely conscious.

Goku at once ran a worried eye over the other afraid that he might have over done it, he ran his hands down feeling for broken bones and sighed when he found none. He smiled proudly at the other Sayjin, amazed he'd lasted so long against him in such an intense long fight, Vegita was defiantly getting better, maybe soon he'd reach level three himself, they'd have some real intense battles then; Goku was getting excited at the very thought of it. He shook the sudden battle lust from him and grinned down at the unconscious Sayjin. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a sensu bean, popping it in his mouth and chewing the crunchy bean till it was easy to swallow. He closed his eyes feeling the healing powers of the bean run through him and shook his head, long mane of hair swaying behind him with the move. He opened his eyes and grinned down at the other Sayjin again powering down to normal.

Vegita groaned low in his throat and blinked open his eyes looking up into the canopy of a night sky. He felt terrible! Weak with hunger and severely bruised, it was uncomfortable to say the least. He didn't even think he was going to be able to fly far in search of a descent meal to kill for dinner. Hell he was probably gonna have to eat it raw, he didn't think he had the patience at the moment to wait for it to cook.

The Sayjin prince caught a wonderful smell as it drifted by that made his mouth water. He turned his head to see Goku roasting what looked like a deer over a high fire. Kami-sama, that looks good! Thought Vegita. Don't look at it, got to get up and get own meal, oh Kami, is that barbecue sauce I smell? He sniffed the air again. It is! Where did he get that out here?! The prince’s stomach growled so loudly at him that he thought it was some wild animal. To bad it’s not an animal then I could kill and eat it, thought Vegita getting up and wincing as the move jolted several sore areas on his body. One of these days Kakarott, I'm going to get you for this, he thought staggering to the side as he tried to get his balance back.

Vegita couldn't believe it! He was being hunted, him! By Goku of all people, it was insane and worst yet he was still fairly messed up from their earlier fight. He wasn't stupid he knew as he stood he didn't stand a chance at fighting the other Sayjin off and while his pride would normally make him stand his ground and except any challenge, this hunt was anything but normal. Normally he'd be confident that no one could defeat him and claim him like that, but Goku was anything but normal, the guy was a freak with luck as a skill! His best chance was to get the hell out of there.

He didn't try and hide his tracks, he was going for distance as much as possible. If he could get far away from the other Sayjin then he could probably maintain that distance as the other tried to find him. He smirked, stupid Kakarott ten minutes is far too long. His smirk disappeared to be replaced with one of shock as he skidded to a halt, digging up the grass at his feet as he did. He jumped out of the way as two muscular arms grabbed for him.

The Sayjin prince cursed colorfully as he found himself cornered by tall rock cliffs, damn it the brain damaged Sayjin had been herding him here! Vegita felt so stupid for being so easily tricked. He thought about flying up over the cliffs but realized that Goku could and would probably catch him before he got half way up. He back up against the wall like cliff, dropping into a fighting stance, and growled deep in his throat at the other Sayjin who was standing tall and smiling widely at him.

Vegita leaned back causing Goku to fall forward and rolled on his back, feet moving up to catch the taller Sayjin’s stomach then catapult him over his head. Goku hit the ground hard with his back, but didn't let go of the other Sayjin’s hands, he rolled to the side twisting up Vegita’s arms and getting on his knees to smile down at the seemingly trapping hold he had on the prince.

Goku had to let go of Vegita’s hands to pry at the legs, but once he did the other Sayjin boxed him on the ears making Goku hiss in pain. Goku ignored the ringing in his ears and reached out a hand grabbing Vegita by the throat and pushing him down on the ground his other hand went between the prince’s leg and his neck to stop Vegita from choking the life out of him.

Vegita cursed as this gave the taller Sayjin a very dominating and far too close a position for one who’s purpose in this fright was to screw him. He couldn't help the embarrassed blush that spread on his cheeks when Goku managed to pull his legs apart and fitted himself between them tightly. Vegita just knew he was purposely rubbing their hips together as he tried to pin his arms down.

Vegita gasped as Goku pressed him flat against the wall with his own body. The taller Sayjin interlaced his fingers over Vegita’s and moved his head down to hungrily lick and kiss along the other’s neck. Vegita’s wild jerking and struggles to break free only caused them to rub madly together, exciting Goku, which was made very evident by the hardness Vegita could feel rubbing against him.

Vegita watched as the other Sayjin kicked off his boots and started untying the cloth belt around his waist. The only thing running through his head was a stream of curses so colorful that they would have killed a nun. He snarled loudly at the other Sayjin as Goku dropped his pant and took a step towards him. The Sayjin prince made one last attempt to get away by twisting to the side as Goku grabbed for him, but the other Sayjin just turned around the other side and caught him from behind pulling him back up against him tightly. "So you want it from behind?" said Goku in a deep husky voice.

"Oh yes," purred Goku sounding highly aroused. "You are the Prince of Sayjins, ‘my’ prince," said Goku, possessiveness heavy on his words. "I may not have been born a high-class Sayjin, but becoming the super Sayjin first should have more than raised my rank in the eyes of the Sayjin people. In fact," said Goku an amused note in his voice. "I bet they would have given you to me as a mate because there’s no one stronger then me." Vegita cursed under him making the other laugh softly. "And as for being a common whore," said Goku all the playfulness dropped from his voice to be replaced with a very serious tone. "If another so much as thinks about doing this to you, I'll beat them to a bloody pulp."

Vegita’s eyes widened in shock as he glanced over his shoulder at the other Sayjin. Goku went with the move and gripped Vegita’s chin with one hand and tilted his head more to the side so he could lean down to kiss the prince first slowly then with growling passion, making the smaller Sayjin groan into his mouth. Goku smiled against the other as the muscles he felt in the smaller man’s frame relaxed and he started respond to his kiss.

Goku’s breath became ragged in his excitement as his hands released the binding hold he'd had on Vegita to begin running them lightly over the now submissive body under him. His hands fairly trembled as he slid them down Vegita’s chest to grip his hips. Slowly he rocked against the Sayjin leaning over to plant butterfly kisses on the side of the prince’s face and neck listening to the deep intakes of breath from him. He slid his hands back up to the powerful chest and lightly circled one flat nub he found there feeling it hardened under the assault. A low growl purr escaped the prince’s lips at the touch, Goku grinned wider as he moved his other hand to pay its respects to Vegita’s other breast. The smaller Sayjin purred louder and Goku had to fight down his own desires as the Sayjin prince arched back into him pressing curves to places that ached to be touched. Damn, now that Vegita was responding he was finding it extremely hard to not just throw him down and taking him like a wild man, fulfill days of pent up frustration with the other’s body.

He visibly shuddered against the Sayjin trying to control himself and keep it slow. Vegita growled low and stood up on his knees forcing Goku to do like wise. Goku at once grabbed a hold of him fearing he'd try and get away again. Vegita snorted at him and turned around pushing the taller Sayjin on his back and move up to bite his neck hard, teeth sinking into the other’s flesh. Goku made a startled sound which turned in a pleasured gasp as he leaned his head back while Vegita lapped at the bite wetly, blowing on the exposed flesh and making goose bumps rise on Goku’s skin. The smaller Sayjin moved farther down licking across his collar bone and down the center of his chest where he moved to the side and first licked one of Goku’s nipples till it stood up hard then bit down on it making another startled sound leave Goku’s mouth. He attacked the other side in the same fashion and lightly ran his fingers down Goku’s side, making the other squirm, he moved his hands down to his hips where he traced the line of the other’s pelvic bone. He moved farther down and nipped at Goku’s muscular abs running his hands under Goku’s rear to grip the firm behind he found there.

Goku breathed in a raged breath as Vegita wetly stuck his tongue in his navel and rubbing his smaller frame against Goku’s crotch and thighs in a full body caress. Kami-sama he was so turned on it was almost painful, he'd never been his sexually excited with Chi-chi, of course Chi-chi never touched him like his, sex was simple with her; slow with no surprises. Goku gasped loudly as Vegita’s fingers found and pressed his tail spot sending a million nerve impulses to his brain. The first thing that came to Goku’s mind was to scream as no one had ever touched that part of him without causing him great pain. But instead of a scream a very loud groan left him as a rush of pleasure struck him hard. He found it hard to breath as Vegita continued to stroke that spot making that mind numbing sensation run up his spine to fog up any rational thought as it threaded through his mind. He didn't even notice as Vegita removed his hands and started to move off him till he was already beside the taller Sayjin. With a growl Goku grabbed on to Vegita’s ankle, was he trying to leave again?! The little smirk on Vegita’s face said he wasn't going anywhere. Goku watched with curious eyes as the Sayjin turned around and moved to straddle his chest giving the other Sayjin a very good view of rear. He watched in anticipation as Vegita smirked over his shoulder at him and leaned over sticking out his tongue to lick at the head of Goku’s arousal in a light touch.

Goku growled in a threatening way at Vegita which turned into a ‘ah’ as the Sayjin prince leaned over him and without warning captured his length in his mouth, Goku huffed having not expected that from Vegita. It was like the Sayjin prince was trying to taunt him into playing back, or trying to drive him slowly insane. He reached around the Sayjin’s hips and ran his hand over his crotch, more then impressed with what he found there. He heard and felt the other Sayjin purr against him as he ran his hand up and down in a light caress. Goku shuttered at the deep vibration in Vegita’s throat, without him realizing it his hips began to trust up moving in time to Vegita’s mouth. Once he did realize what he was doing and that if they kept that up he was going to cum in Vegita’s mouth he voiced his complaint.

A strained gasp escaped Vegita as the larger Sayjin began to force his way in slowly, holding his hips firmly in place and face down to the ground. Vegita began to struggle against him, but Goku’s hold was firm as he sheathed himself in the Sayjin prince’s warm, tight rear. Goku groaned low in his throat leaning over to kiss between Vegita’s shoulder blades as he slowly drew back his hips and carefully moved back in sensing his partner’s discomfort as he did so. He worked slowly not letting Vegita move his hips at all as he did, he didn't want to hurt him. He knew he didn't know his own strength and it always made him afraid that he'd end up hurting his partner, his first time with Chi-chi he'd really hurt her and left her sore for days. It was so very hard not to loose it with the other Sayjin though, he was so tight and the warmth that he moved in made him want more of himself in it. He chewed his lip in a frustrated fashion, it was torture.

"Oh Kami," panted Goku. It felt so damn good using his natural strength than trying to hold it back. He didn't need to concentrate so much, he could move in a way that completely pleased him and Vegita didn't voice a note of complaint. In fact the Sayjin prince was moving far harder then he was, apparently he still wasn't giving it to the smaller Sayjin the way he wanted it. Goku let himself go, using all his strength with the smaller Sayjin till he was the one completely in charge, pulling Vegita’s hips back to meet him. He watched as the Sayjin prince licked his lips leaning his face down to rub it against the soft grass, bring his rear up more, and glancing back at Goku with half lidded pleasure filled eyes. Vegita wasn't in pain at all, he was enjoying it!

"Kami!" shouted Goku as he went to super Sayjin two, making Vegita scream under him. He grabbed the smaller Sayjin by the thighs and sat back in Indian style pulling the prince on to his lap. His grip was bruising on the smaller Sayjin’s thighs as he held them wide apart and up against Vegita’s chest. The smaller Sayjin’s hands were gripping his own thighs as he drove madly into him, growling in Vegita’s ear from behind as he licked at it.

A stream of curses ran through Vegita’s head making Goku blush. The taller Sayjin wisely closed off the link he now shared with the smaller Sayjin, wondering if he'd be able to get that kind of telepathic connection again when Vegita was rested, he doubted it. The prince would probably have do not trespass signs up all over his mind to keep him out, Vegita liked his privacy and Goku would respect that, though it would be interesting to take a quick peek every now and then.

"Trunks," said Vegita. He watched slowly as his purple haired son rose and slowly turned to look at him. He had dark circles under his eyes as if he hadn't slept in days, which knowing his son was probably true. Trunks was easy to get depressed, there were very few people he was actually himself around, the rest of the time it was all a really good act he put up. Vegita often felt his son tried too hard to fit in.

"No," said Trunks, he knew very well what Vegita was talking about. He'd had the ‘talk’ with his father before back when he was much younger. Vegita had wanted him to be prepared and to understand what was happening if he started taking an interest to someone in a fashion that was both threatening and lustful. It would have confused the boy since a Sayjin’s method of choosing a mate was much different from a human’s. It was important that he knew, especially if he ended up picking a weak female who was more likely to be scared away by the chase and fight than to accept it for what it was. "At least I don't think so," mumbled Trunks.

Trunks stiffened at his father’s words then forced him self to relax, knowing now that the presence he felt was his father’s. They'd done this a few times before, Trunks knew he shared a very real bond to his father and this proved it. He sighed loudly as he felt the strong proud sensation that was his father, take a quick look and then it was gone. That was his father for him, he respected him enough to only look for what was important and to keep his nose out of anything else. Trunks opened his eyes to see an amused look on his father’s face.

Vegita sighed again. "You were drunk when it happened, it probably never would have if you weren't knowing you. Your human way of thinking says that what you've done is wrong, but it’s not by a Sayjin’s thinking. Liquor doesn't cloud a Sayjin’s mind like it does a human’s, in fact it makes a Sayjin act more like a Sayjin; blocking out everything but instinct. When you got drunk you stopped thinking like a human and started thinking like a Sayjin, Trunks."

Goten nodded his bowed head. "That’s why he’s so upset and won't talk to me. When he woke up afterwards and I told him I'd been sober, he panicked and begged for me to forgive him," Goten hung his head in a miserable way. "He was afraid that he'd taken advantage of me, and I was the one that used him. Oh Kami," said Goten voice cracking. "Then I did something stupid," said Goten shaking his head.

Goten paused for a moment to compose himself and started telling his father what had happened: the girls’ invitation, Trunks taking him out to an expensive meal, the party, drinking contest, volleyball game, chase through the night, and at last Trunks’ drunken words. When Goten had finished he looked up in shock to see his father with a bright smile on his face.

Goku only smiled brighter. "No he doesn't. You see Goten when a Sayjin wants to pick a mate they invite him for a meal, a chase, and then a fight before they can do what mates do; Vegita says it’s instincts. You've been trying to get Trunks to let you hunt him so hard that you never noticed that he was unconsciously hunting you back till the hunt was over and you two were-" he smiled at the teen.

"Kakarott!" he heard Vegita bark at his father before he was out of hearing range of the two. He smiled back in the direction he'd gone and wished his father good luck, his dad was happy now and that was what mattered. He'd get use to his mother and father living apart and being with other people eventually, just as long as they remained happy he wouldn't mind at all.

The bathroom was fogged up from the hot water running, making it steamy, and kind of fog like. Trunks was of course in the shower and Goten was more then a little disappointed that the door to the shower was that lumpy glass that doesn't allow you to see who was in the shower in detail, just their out line moving around. Of course Goten could easily picture everything in detail in his head. The thought made him run his tongue over his suddenly dry lips.

Goten grinned leaning in to lean his forehead against Trunks’. "Well the picture’s about to become very real," he said grabbing Trunks’ hand guiding it between his legs. "Only the rolls are switched this time," he breaths lightly kissing Trunks on the lips as the purple haired demi-Sayjin wrapped his hand around his length and felt its volume.

"About how similar we are, if you like the same things I do," purred Trunks leaning forward to stick his tongue in Goten’s ear making the raven-haired teen shutter against him. "If you're sensitive in the same places as I am," as he said that Trunks lightly raked his nails down Goten’s back with his free hand making him arch into him. In answer Trunks moved his hand down Goten’s inner thigh caressing it softly, a sharp contrast to his raking nails that seemed to make his inner thigh seem more sensitive.

While Trunks’ hands worked, the purple haired demi-Sayjin tilted his head to the side and explored Goten’s mouth with his own, tongue rubbing madly against Goten’s. Goten moaned into the kiss amazed at the amount of skill Trunks had in this area, he liked Trunks’ kisses a lot. Goten was so focused on the lip action that he didn't feel both of Trunks’ hands moving till one was sliding up to fist into the black hair at the back of his head and the other was digging into the short hair it found south on Goten’s body. Now Goten was groaning into the kiss which Trunks deepened by pulling on the hand he had tangled in the hair at the back of Goten’s neck, tilting him back. Trunks rubbed his body smoothly against Goten’s both savoring the feel of soft skin and rock hard muscles moving against each other.

Goten continued to run his hands over Trunks’ rear as Trunks sought to heightened his excitement with his groping, and Goten had to admit he was getting more and more excited by the minute as he squirmed against Trunks rubbing his erected length against Trunks’. He suddenly released Trunks’ rear to grab both of Trunks’ wrist pulling them out to the side.

"Good," purred Goten getting down on his knees. "I want you to hold still, no moving at all," he said as he nuzzled the teen’s stomach with the side of his face. He forced Trunks’ legs farther part and leaned down to lick at one inner thigh feeling a light quiver run through the demi-Sayjin’s body. He smiled as he ran his tongue up following the curve of Trunks’ pelvic bone up his hip. He looked up at Trunks as he nudged his manhood with the side of his face and watched as Trunks bit down on his lip.

"You got a taste of me last time, so I want to get a taste of you," said Goten lowering his head and running his tongue over the head of Trunks’ desire. The purple haired demi-Sayjin hissed between his teeth, hands flattening out on the smooth tile behind him. Goten began to move his head up and down, running his tongue around Trunks’ length in light teasing touches. He admired Trunks form and ‘build’ greatly as he worked. Mine, all mine, his wonderful body, kind heart, and pure soul are mine.

Goten laughed softly and moved to lay down in the large shower pulling Trunks to kneel over him, water spraying down on the two of them. Goten reached up a hand and stoked the side of Trunks’ face who leaned into his touch and closed his eyes still purring like a cat. That naughty grin once again graced Goten’s face as he removed his hand and sat up, grabbing Trunks and roughly turning him around so they were chest to back.

"Mmmm," groaned Goten and went back to stroking his pet’s rear with his tongue. He couldn't help but lightly bite at the flesh as Trunks went down on him, taking most of him in his mouth and pumping the rest with his hand. Goten sat up more and watched as the back of Trunks’ head bobbed. Trunks was too good at that, he'd been great the first time he did it, and he was even better now. He ran his eyes down the other’s body, knowing that if he watched Trunks do that to him he'd have less control and he didn't want to cum just yet. He ran his eyes down and smiled as he spotted a scar at the base of Trunks’ spine. ‘Hello,’ he thought leaning over to lick Trunks’ tail spot with his tongue.

‘Like that don't you’ thought Goten doubling his efforts making weak whimpers leave his mate. He lifted his head but continued to rub the salvia slicked spot with his fingers as he looked around the shower stall. Not stopping in his work he reached over with his free hand to grab a bottle of shampoo, conditioner or some such product. Now was as good a time as any to get down to what he really wanted. It wouldn't be so bad for Trunks if his mind was focused on something else.

Trunks’ pants turned into a mix of groans and whines as he licked at Goten’s thighs, completely surrendering to whatever the demi-Sayjin wanted to do. He was too far gone to object as he felt those fingers in him sketch and rub, making him burn and hurt, but the pain mixed with the please in a strange fashion that increased both. He didn't know what was pain and what was pleasure any more.

Goten grinned leaning in to kissed Trunks lightly on the lips and slide his hands down to grab Trunks under the thighs. Trunks gasped into the kiss as his feet were pulled out from under him and his legs were hooked around Goten’s waist. He felt the other demi-Sayjin’s length sliding between his legs and pressing into him, it was unmistakable what he planned to do.

"Uh hn," said Goten voice several tones deeper and heavy with sex. He took Trunks’ hand and pulled it away from his mouth. "If you've got something to say, then say it." he grinned before moving to thrust in again wrenching a cry from Trunks. "I'm going to make you scream," promised Goten as he began to establish a demanding pace with Trunks, his movements were rough and wild heightening the friction between them.

Trunks’ pants turned from gasps for breath to first soft, then louder ahs that only increased in volume as they went till he was screaming against Goten. Goten was making his fair share of noise as well calling Trunks’ name, god, and animal like shouts as he labored against his mate. Unable to stand any more he opened his mouth and bit down in to Trunks’ neck muffling his scream against the other. Trunks wasn't so lucky as he just threw back his head and howled, both reaching their peek together in a mind blowing tidal wave of sensations. Trunks felt tears slip down his face from pure sensation and not emotions on his part as a strange feeling of warmth spread through his lower body. He could feel the slickness of his own climax between them as they slumped weakly against each other.