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I finally drop the paddle and Goten stops, too, taking his cues from me. Now the only sounds in the room are the sucking noises our brothers are making as they continue to drink of each other. That’s the only term for it really. You’d think their saliva was the blood of the gods the way they can’t get enough.

Stumbling a bit, I head down the hall toward Mirai’s bathroom. I open some cabinets near the sink looking for any kind of soothing balm. See? I told you I was a nice person. I squint at the array of ointments that greets me. Lotions, massage oils, lubricants of every flavor. Fucking nymphos, really!

Grabbing a bottle of aloe vera gel, I make my way back to the main room. I tell Goten to hold his hands out, then I pump the bottle a few times until his palms are covered with the cool, clear stuff. “I have to put this on my brother’s butt?” he asks, looking at me questioningly.

“Uh-huh.” I nod at him in reassurance, then squat behind Mirai and start massaging the gel into his burning backside.

But both of us are watching Goten slather the stuff on his big brother. Gohan’s face is blushing the most precious shade of pink and, call me twisted if you must, but watching Goten touch him like that is….

I wipe my lower lip where some saliva has accumulated. Mirai is staring, too.

“Damn…” I hear him mutter.

The sound of his voice brings me back to my senses and, while he’s not paying attention, I quickly grab his arms and bind his wrists back together. Goten notices it and swiftly does the same to his brother.