Chapter 02
“Mmm…Trunks…”
He pulled away from my lips and began to kiss a trail down my neck, licking away specks of pudding that had landed there. I gasped when his teeth grazed over the spot where he had marked me a couple months ago, sending sparks of electricity all throughout my body.
“Your clothes are dirty. We should get rid of them,” he said in between kisses.
“Ah…uh…huh…”
Trunks had that kind of effect on me. From the moment he kissed me, I knew he was in control, and there was really no use trying to argue. Besides, I rather liked it that way.
He kissed my nose one last time before pulling my shirt over my head and gliding his fingers over my skin, causing me to shiver with pleasure. He pushed me against the kitchen counter and started tracing patterns over my chest and stomach with his fingers. I moaned as he nibbled my earlobe, the sound causing him to buck his hips slightly.
Through the haze of bliss, my hand wandered up to run my fingers through his hair and along his jawbone to cup his chin in my hand. I brought his lips towards mine and kissed him passionately, pressing my hardened length against him to show him just how much I wanted him. He moaned at the contact and unbuckled my belt, undid my pants and let them drop to the tile floor. My boxers pooled around my ankles soon after.
I saw Trunks look down and lick his lips. Then he grinned and lifted me onto the countertop. He quickly removed his clothes, tossed them aside, and climbed on top of me. I reached up to brush away the curtain of lavender that fell around his face as he looked down at me, lust in his half-lidded eyes.
Trunks leaned down and kissed me, his fingers moving further south, stopping just short of my arousal. I shifted a little and pouted.
“Trunks…” I whined.
He smiled at me and brushed his fingers against the tip of my erection, earning a purr from me. He shifted both of us so that I was sitting up against the cabinets, and he was in a position to perform whatever acts of torture he wanted on me.
He kissed down my stomach, his graceful fingers stroking my ass. He continued to kiss me, licking and nicking, leaving behind pink flesh when he moved on to the next area. He skipped over my aching arousal to kiss the inside of my thighs. I could tell he was enjoying this, enjoying every sound I made as he continued to tease me.
I was panting heavily when he moved up to take me into his mouth. The initial shock of his warm mouth enveloping my length made me gasp, then I moaned throatily as he moved up and down, sucking and swirling his tongue around me. I could feel my climax coming closer, and I dug my fingers into his shoulders, throwing my head back and moaning loudly as I came in his mouth.
Trunks licked away the cum that had escaped his mouth and gazed up at me. I looked down at him, still breathing hard. As we stared at each other for a moment, I made the decision not to go uke this time. He saw me smirk and tilted his head to the side.
He’s so cute when he’s confused.
His confusion was soon dissipated as I reversed our positions in one fluid motion. He smiled and accepted his new location. I leaned down and whispered into his ear.
“Now it’s your turn.”
The smile never left his face, and he reached up and brushed his lips against mine.
“Do your worst, koi.”
I reached behind him and lightly touched the scar at the base of his spine, smiling as he closed his eyes and purred. I pressed my fingertips on it a bit harder, and he arched his back and moaned erotically. I suppressed an urge to drool as I watched his face flush with passion.
“Un…ch-cheater…”
I chuckled lightly to myself. “Maybe.”
Suddenly, Trunks reached up and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me down for an intense kiss. When we parted, he leaned his forehead against mine.
“Fuck me, now.”
I stared at him for a few seconds, slightly dazed by his blatant command. But I regained my senses and grinned. Trunks grabbed my hand and put my fingers to his lips. Then he stopped and looked around. He spotted the bowl I had mixed the pudding in and pulled it toward him. He put my fingers in the leftover pudding, glanced at me, and grinned.
He took my pudding-covered fingers into his mouth and began to suck on them, causing a low moan to escape my throat. After he had finished making me even harder than before, he took my fingers out of his mouth.
I lowered them to his entrance, pushing in one, then another, slowly stretching him until he was fully prepared. Once he was, I took my fingers away, and he whimpered at the loss of contact. Then he gasped as I slid into him, and I stopped, not moving until he was completely adjusted.
“Kami…no matter how many times…we do this…” he said, trailing off.
“I know,” I replied, leaning down to kiss him.
When I sensed he was ready, I pulled back and thrust into him, causing him to moan loudly with pleasure. I thrust in and out, again and again, making sure to rub against that one spot within him that would make him writhe sensually beneath me.
But I wanted to hear him scream my name.
Through our bond I could sense his climax growing nearer, and I plunged into him, hitting that pleasure spot, moaning as I did so. He bucked wildly and cried out, spilling his seed onto my stomach and chest. His orgasm triggered my own, and I felt myself release inside of him, hear myself shout in ecstasy. I leaned down and placed butterfly kisses along his neck, feeling his chest rise and fall underneath me.
But he still hadn’t screamed my name yet.
“GOHAN!!!!!”
That wasn’t Trunks…
“Just what do you think you are doing??!!”
I groaned inwardly as I turned around to be greeted by the sight which I feared the most. I gulped.
“Eheheh…hi…mom…what’s up…?”
