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Trunks was already drunk. Gohan wondered why it had been so easy to achieve. Part of him started to guess that it just made it easier for Trunks – because something was going to happen this night, and Trunks would have to be deaf, dumb, and blind not to know it. Maybe Trunks didn’t want to have self-restraint get in the way of this.

Gohan brought his arm up along the back of the couch behind Trunks. He could hear Trunks’s breath quicken, as Trunks sipped again at his glass, suddenly looking nervous.

Gohan knew it was time. He leaned towards the coffee table and put his glass down after having another sip. When he sat back, he moved closer to Trunks and brought a strong hand up to grab Trunks by the chin.

His mouth opened over Trunks's mouth in a slow, deliberate kiss. Trunks stayed still for just a moment but then opened his mouth. Gohan grabbed the glass out of Trunks's hand, not breaking the kiss and leaned away to put it down on the coffee table too. He broke the kiss for just a second to reach the glass over the last bit of space to the table. The look on Trunks's face confirmed for him what he already knew.

They would make love that night.

He leaned in and deepened the kiss, grabbing Trunks closer into his strong embrace. Trunks, shy at first, held his hands against Gohan’s chest but then he moved them up to his shoulders, under his button down shirt so he could feel Gohan’s smooth skin underneath.

Gohan grabbed him even closer so that their chests could press together.

Trunks felt himself melt in Gohan’s embrace, Gohan’s tongue, hands, embrace, all expert in every way. Trunks heard a moan and then realized it was his own, as the kiss intensified, Gohan doing things with his tongue inside Trunks’s mouth. Trunks felt a strong hand come up and run through his hair, holding his head in place as Gohan took biting, sex-tinged kisses of Trunks's lips, causing Trunks to gasp each time Gohan broke away slightly.