Welcome to DBZ Love Garden

Gohan grunted softly and stretched as he lounged on a chair on his back porch. The book he had been reading slipping from his fingers as he got into the stretch; back arching, fingers extending, tail curling and uncurling slowly. He rumbled low in his chest in contentment as he relaxed back into the chair, slowly going limp, his eyes closing slowly as he relaxed into the deep cushion.

A small bitter-sweet smile played over his lips as his thoughts began to wander, playing over memories of Goku and Chi-Chi, both gone now. His daughter, happily married with her own mate and children. His tail drooped slightly as his thoughts turned to Videl, only a year dead. The pain was still fresh enough that tears burned the backs of his eyelids before he managed to control himself.

He closed his eyes for a moment before taking a deep breath and opening them again. He gazed up at the stars allowing his mind to go blank. Slowly he felt himself relaxing even more, his eyelids becoming heavy. ~Should probably go inside~ he thought to himself idly before giving up on the idea of moving and drifted off.

***

Gohan wasn’t quite sure what it was that initially woke him up if it was the loud hissing or the choked cry of relief, but either way he suddenly found himself jerking awake and promptly depositing himself onto his porch, grunting loudly in pain as he accidentally slammed his tail against the chair in an unconscious move to balance himself.

He looked up, his eyes widening in shock as he immediately recognized the time ship that had brought Mirai Trunks into his life so very many years ago. His shock wasn’t going to have much time to wear off either he decided as the glass dome on top lifted and a very familiar thatch of purple hair showed. He stood, instinctively curling his tail around his waist and started to walk towards the ship. When he noticed the occupant slowly stand he put on a welcoming smile which quickly melted into worry when a very grimy and bruised Trunks greeted him from the inside.

Gohan barely had time to register the pained grin of relief that crossed the man’s features and the softly murmured, “Gohan-san…I came back to you” before bright blue eyes rolled up and Trunks pitched forward and fell out of the cockpit, managing to land on a very surprised Gohan earning the unconscious man a loud grunt.

Gohan lay frozen on the ground blinking for a few moments as he tried to process just what the hell all had just happened. After the 30 seconds of brain fart that he had lapsed into he slowly sat up, careful not to roll Trunks too much. Once he was back on his feet, Gohan knelt down and picked the unconscious demi saiyan up and without further ado toted him inside and headed towards the guest room closest to his.

About halfway there, Gohan decided on a new strategy and headed to his bedroom. After carefully depositing his charge on his bed, he quickly made his way to the guest bedroom and without much strain hefted the bed and carted it up to his room. After a little careful maneuvering he got the second bed in place and carefully laid Trunks down on it.

He swiftly made his way to his bathroom and grabbed a clean towel. After running it under warm water and wringing it out thoroughly he returned and sat down on the edge of the bed. Gently he smoothed purple locks out of his way and began to carefully clean the dirt and grime from the other man’s face. His eyes narrowed slightly as he
took in how much older the other man looked, a sensation that was slightly odd for him having spent most of his life being an older brother to the Trunks in his time line.

He smiled wryly to himself at the turn his thoughts were taking. Once he was done cleaning the other man off a little bit he debated with himself some more. Finally common sense won over innate shyness and he quickly but carefully stripped him down to his under clothes determined to get him clean clothing in the morning. He carefully covered him determined not to wake him before he had gotten plenty of rest. He silently got himself undressed and climbed into his own bed and fell into a rather deep sleep not to long afterwards.

***

*bright lights*

*groan*

Trunks flailed one arm aimlessly and grabbed a large piece of cloth and hastily pulled it over his head. He carefully reopened his eyes and squinted slightly as his eyes adjusted to natural light after missing it for so many months. Eventually his eyes adjusted enough and he carefully pulled the blanket down from his face.

Slowly he began to register several things. He was on a bed. He was missing all his clothes save his shorts. He was quite positive he had arrived when he meant to, but he did not know where the person he had been aiming for was.

~I was quite sure I saw him when I landed…before I passed out…~ he thought to himself idly as he took in his surroundings more.

He was drawn from his musings by a gentle coughing noise. His eyes widened as he turned and took in Gohan standing in the doorway, holding a huge tray of food. They both froze.

Finally Gohan cleared his throat nervously again and made his way towards the other man who was still staring at him. He carefully set the tray on a bedside table he had already pulled over and straightened. He nervously shifted his weight back and forth a few times before plastering on the classic Son grin, “Well….don’t just sit there! Dig in! The food’s going to get cold and we can always talk afterwards.” he said.

Trunks blinked once before sniffing. He suddenly became aware of how ravenous he was and promptly turned all his energy to eating. Gohan watched him eat and couldn’t help but be impressed. It wasn’t too long before he finished off the last plate of food and sat back on the bed, a satisfied smile curling over his lips.

With a completely satisfied sounding grunt he flopped back onto the bed, snuggling back onto pillows relishing the softness of the bed. ~Haven’t had a sleep that nice in over a year~ he thought to himself.

Gohan’s eyes narrowed slightly as he took in the sight before him. Trunks was no longer the teenage boy who had visited them so long ago, but he was now a full grown man; broad in the shoulders but having his father and mother’s smaller waist. He had managed to grow another several inches and now rivaled Gohan in height. His hair had gotten a little longer too Gohan noticed with an odd sense of pleasure. Before he could question the feelings he continued his silent observation. Trunks was also thinner than he should have been, and clearly injured. Several bruises, new and fading attested to that. Gohan had also noticed several new scars on the other man the night before when he had been getting his clothing.

It took him a moment but Gohan suddenly realized he had been staring, his eyes flying up in embarrassment to meet clear blue ones. His face turned a bright pink when he became aware of his mistake. He cough softly, “Ne….gomen…I didn’t mean to stare Trunks” he mumbled before scratching his head and grinning sheepishly in an uncanny imitation of his late father.

Trunks blinked and averted his eyes grateful that Gohan had been too busy staring to notice that he too was being stared at. Trunks however had been gazing at him with more than curiosity. Suddenly, before he could stop them, tears flooded his eyes. He swiftly dropped his head, ashamed of his weakness. The last time he had shed tears before this man….no….not this man. But they were so similar….so comforting….and Gods did he need that. That comforting familiarity. Suddenly without realizing his actions, he threw himself forward and buried his face into Gohan’s neck sobbing loudly.

Gohan’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head in shock. He suddenly found himself with a lapful of sobbing demi saiyan. It only took him a moment to snap out of it and suddenly he was wrapping his arms around the other man holding him close. “Saaaaaaaaa….it’ll be ok Trunks” he crooned softly, instincts taking over. Gently he began to pet the other man’s hair, trailing his fingers through it slowly in a soothing motion.

Slowly Trunks’ sobbing calmed down and as it did he suddenly became aware of what he had just done and abruptly pulled back, his eyes widening before dropping down to his lap as he fidgeted now quite acutely aware of the fact that Gohan was watching him closely. He winced slightly when the bed shifted as Gohan sat down next to him. He looked up in surprise when Gohan put an arm around him.

Gohan gave him a reassuring smile, “Wanna talk about it?”

Wide blue eyes regarded him for a moment before dropping away again. “I’m not sure you’d want to hear this” Trunks murmured looking back down at his lap which seemed to be the safest place to keep his eyes at the moment.

“Try me” Gohan urged and unconsciously started up a gentle rumbling noise in hopes of soothing the other man to open up to him.

Trunks closed his eyes, his brow furrowing as he felt himself giving in without much of a fight. “The future….my future anyways….isn’t much better. The androids are destroyed….but….but something happened afterwards.” he trailed off a few tears dropping onto the bedspread he had clenched in his lap. He took a shuddering breath and continued, “The masses left after the androids went crazy, they attacked anything that might possibly contribute to another such incident. They eventually came after Capsule Corp. We held them at bay as long as we could, but mom could only invent so much. Then one day, one of the guys had somehow gotten his hands on a sniper rifle.”

He paused again, his tears falling freely now, “The last thing she said to me was for me to leave that time….there was nothing for me there and to get to somewhere where I could belong.” He gave a hoarse barking laugh, “It seemed to take forever to get her blood off my hands. After that I just went to work on the time machine, getting it repaired and powered up enough for my one way trip. I….I had to find you G..Gohan. You have always been so important to me. The last time I saw you, you were dead. But I knew…I knew there was another you…alive…and maybe….maybe when I found you…I would finally be able to tell you that I love you…and that maybe….maybe you would return it some day.” he finished the last bit whispering so low that even Gohan had to strain to hear him.

Gohan blinked slowly his brain trying desperately to register all that had just been said to him. He then became aware that Trunks had now turned his gaze from his lap back up to him and seemed to be waiting for the worst, wide blue eyes still brimming with unshed tears were focused on him, waiting for him to speak and set down his future. He swallowed and gave Trunks his best reassuring smile, “Ne…I’m not letting you go anywhere ok?” His smile widened as an idea occurred to him, “In fact, you can bunk with me, I’m stuck in this house all alone now…I could use the company”.

Trunks blinked in surprise. He wasn’t going to be turned away? He was in fact being asked to stay? His hopes rose as the first real smile to cross his face in over a year curled over his lips.

***

two years later…

***

Trunks was lounging on the porch a small smile gracing his lips. Over the past two years he had been treated to a great deal of loving pampering from Gohan. They hadn’t really talked much about that day he had first arrived, but there had been several nights when nightmares would drive him to Gohan’s room for comfort and more often than not he found himself waking up in the huge king sized bed.

~Tonight~ he thought to himself. ~Tonight I find out if I’m ever going to have a chance~ He shivered slightly with the thought. He had slowly worked out every detail to tonight and had gotten everything arranged and ready. ~Can’t afford to have one thing go wrong…I might loose my nerve~ he thought to himself frowning momentarily at the thought that anything could go wrong. He perked up however when Gohan walked out onto the porch and stretched out on the chair beside him. Giving the other man a slightly shy smile he spoke, “Ne…Gohan-s ah…-chan” he corrected himself from the -san he had always been so used to using and had been trying quite hard to break himself of it after Gohan had jokingly told him that one Trunks calling him that was enough “Thank-you-very-much”. ~Of course….I should be practicing “Koi”~ he though, a sly smile stealing over his lips before he could help himself. “I was thinking maybe I could do dinner tonight” he continued the sentence he had started before his momentary mind lapse.

Gohan blinked for a moment before grinning widely, “Sure! That would be great!” Having dinner cooked for him was always a treat, since he usually did the cooking. Grinning more, his tail began to wave back and forth with the thought. Trunks helplessly found his eyes being drawn to the furry appendage as they had the first time he actually noticed Gohan had a tail.

Flashback

*Blinkblinks* “G…G….Gohan-san….er….Gohan-chan….what…what’s that?” Trunks stuttered pointing to Gohan’s tail which was slowly waving through the air behind him as he cooked dinner. Gohan casually looked over his shoulder and looked to his tail for a moment before looking to Trunks’ stunned expression before grinning.

“That would be my tail Trunks” He said calmly.

“You have a tail”

“Yes”

“I am so fucking jealous right now. Can I feel it?” Trunks nearly mumbled, wide blue eyes never leaving the waving appendage.

Gohan laughed and said sure but to be gentle. He unfortunately didn’t completely specify what all NOT to do to a tail. One of the first things Trunks did was to ruffle his fingers through the fur from the tip to the base causing a very unprepared Gohan to suddenly stiffen and gasp out loud as waves of pleasure suddenly sent him reeling. The next thing he was aware of was sitting on the kitchen floor and a panicking Trunks shaking him gently, “GOHAN! Please please please please PLEASE be ok!” the other man had tears running down his cheeks and was starting to sound close to hysteria.

“Trunks…calm down….I’m not hurt” Gohan managed to grunt.

“But….you fainted….” Trunks said, his panic calming slightly.

“Hai….but not for the reason you think” Gohan said, his cheeks turning a faint shade of pink.

“Then what happened?” Trunks demanded.

“Well…to put it bluntly I just had one hell of a string of orgasms and it overloaded my senses.” Gohan said, managing to slowly stand up and surveying his pants with a wry look.

Trunks innocently followed his gaze before his eyes widened and his face turned a beet red, “Oh….” was about all he managed to squeak out in embarrassment. Gohan had excused himself to change his pants while Trunks tried to process what had just happened.

End Flashback

Gohan noticed the attention his tail was getting and grinned mischievously. Slowly he allowed his tail to wave closer and closer to the other man before barely allowing it to tickle under his nose then pulling it back and curling it around his waist as if he hadn’t noticed a thing.

More and more lately he had been finding himself flirting with the other man. At first it had just started out innocently, but more and more, especially in the last few months the flirting had begun to get more noticeable from both sides. Be it slowly running a hand over a backside or allowing a tail to flick gently under a chin, either way neither spoke of it, but both were very much aware of it.

Trunks grunted softly before closing his eyes and taking a few well-practiced deep breaths. ~Just until tonight….then I can play with that delightful thing as much as I want~ he promised himself, sinking into the chair cushions and forcing himself to relax.

The day progressed entirely too slow in Trunks’ opinion and when it was finally time that he could start getting things ready he hurriedly shooed Gohan out of the kitchen and forbade him from entering until he was called, and told him to dress nice. Gohan had quirked an eyebrow, but agreed and headed outside to relax until it was time to eat.

Trunks meanwhile set to making the best possible dinner he could think of. Thick steaks cooked medium, several baked potatoes, a huge salad, rolls, and then the one dessert he knew he could make REALLY well.

ULTIMATE CHOCOLATE CAKE.

Once he had everything done and the table was ready he hurriedly ran to his room to change and pulled on a night pair of slacks and a casual dress shirt. He then proceeded to call Gohan who had also changed clothes.

Gohan blinked and whistled low when he took in the sight before him. Trunks had gone all out, setting the table with the good place settings, table cloth, cloth napkins, he had even turned off all the bright lights and had instead meticulously lit the candle chandelier over the table and had placed several smaller candles over the table giving the whole thing a warm and….romantic? look.

Gohan blinked when he noticed there was a note on his plate. He sat down and gave Trunks a curious note before opening it and reading.

“Gohan…I don’t know if you have forgotten or not, but I already confessed my love to you once and I am confessing it to you again. This time under the blessing of the full moon, and if you will allow me, I intend on making you my mate.”

Gohan’s eyes widened in surprise, his gaze shooting up to Trunks who was watching him with clearly more than just a little nervousness. Everything seemed to slow down and hold its breath as Trunks waited for his answer.

Finally Gohan bit his lower lip slightly before giving him a wobbly smile. “I accept your offer Trunks”.

Trunks let out the breath he had been holding and nearly collapsed into his chair with relief. Suddenly he broke out into a huge grin, “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to hear that Gohan” he said, his voice choking up momentarily.

Dinner ended up being a bit of a blur for both men as their thoughts ended up focused on what both knew would go on afterwards. It was a shame, Gohan would later reflect, because it sure had been one hell of a dinner.

Finally both were done, and they slowly began to do the dishes. It didn’t take long before hands were “accidentally” brushing and Gohan’s tail slid over Trunks’ butt more than once. Finally they gave up on “the damn dishes” as Gohan ended up calling them between kisses when Trunks suddenly whirled and pressed their lips together hungrily. Both men groaned as they pressed their lips together, tongues shyly meeting then pulling away only to meet again.

Trunks mentally groaned at the thought of them having to separate, even long enough for them to make it upstairs to the bedroom. The though however was gone when Gohan suddenly moved forward and curled his hands on Trunks’ backside and pulled him forward. Trunks obediently hooked his legs around the other man’s waist, curling his arms around his neck for added support. They continued to kiss hungrily as Gohan shakily made his way upstairs accidentally knocking more than a few things over in his haste.

They finally reached their destination and somehow managed to get onto the bed without further incident, however the fact that Trunks didn’t want to unwrap his legs from Gohan’s waist had made it a little difficult. They eventually settled for Trunks sitting on Gohan’s lap. This however led to some very interesting discoveries, mostly on Trunks’ part. The main one being that whenever he wiggled, Gohan would suddenly become delightfully helpless until he stopped.

“Trunks” Gohan groaned burying his face in the other man’s neck, “…you’re gonna have to stop squirming so…oh….damn much…”

“But Gohan…I thought this felt good” Trunks panted, thrusting his hips forward to illustrate what he meant.

“It does…it feels too good…and I don’t want to…ahh….rush this…” Gohan gasped.

Trunks smiled and pulled back momentarily and studied his soon-to-mate’s face, delighting in the flushed and highly aroused expression. He leaned forward and slowly allowed his tongue to explore Gohan’s mouth, earning him a very loud, throaty, purring noise. Slowly Gohan fisted one hand in his hair crushing their lips together harder, nipping and nibbling playfully as well.

When they finally did break apart for a breath, Trunks slowly eased his hands under Gohan’s shirt and carefully pulled it off. Pausing for a moment to study the finely chiseled muscles and well tanned pecs he made a soft noise of appreciation before smoothing his fingers over those same pecs and pushed gently coaxing Gohan to stretch out on the bed below him.

Gohan tried in vain to relax even a little bit, but when one has a highly horny and very virile saiyan straddling one’s hips…and that same saiyan is hell-bound and determined to make you pass out with bliss….well….it DOES become a little difficult to relax.

Trunks slowly spread his fingers over Gohan’s pecs before beginning to slowly circle in on his nipples, a soft purring noise starting up in his throat as Gohan squirmed slowly below him, his hips arching up for more contact. Trunks indulged him by grinding his hips down momentarily earning him several very enticing mewled noises by the darker haired man currently trapped below him.

Suddenly an idea occurred to him and slowly he leaned forward keeping his hips pressed against Gohan’s and began to slowly and leisurely kiss him while sliding his hands up the trapped man’s arms and twining their fingers together and pinning Gohan’s hands to the bed rendering him completely helpless. Slowly he began to rock his hips back and forth starting a slow grinding motion which was guranteed to slowly drive Gohan insane from the way Gohan’s hips were responding.

Slowly he began to nip and nibble down Gohan’s jaw, paying especial attention to the junction of his neck which earned him several throatily murmured encouragements as Gohan hooked one leg around him and pulled him down forcefully, his hips arching up to grind even more. Trunks panted and nipped Gohan’s ear and whispered “Do you want to be on top or bottom?”

At Gohan’s semi glazed look Trunks grinned, “I’ll be bottom this time” Slowly he pulled back and straddled Gohan’s hips once more. He rocked back and forth slowly as he gave Gohan a cheeky grin and began to slowly unbutton his shirt before pulling it off, relishing the hungry look in Gohan’s eyes before scooting back more and slowly unbuttoning his pants. Gohan took his cue and hurriedly began to strip the last bits of his own clothing off, his eyes never leaving Trunks.

They were finally both quite nude and Trunks shyly grinned before moving closer and pressing his lips to Gohan’s once more his eyes widening in surprised shock as a furry coil of delight wound its way around his length, tightening briefly. He gasped into Gohan’s mouth, his back arching involuntarily when Gohan suddenly began to shift his tail in slowly moving coils back and forth.

Trunks shuddered with delight, his eyes slipping closed as he tried to process all the pleasure he was suddenly experiencing. “Gohan” he murmured hoarsely, pressing his face into Gohan’s neck. “Gohan I want you…..please” he whispered huskily, nipping the junction of Gohan’s neck once more earning him a soft growling noise of pleasure. Slowly Gohan uncoiled his tail and made to stand up. At Trunks’ soft whine of concern he kissed his soon to be mate, “I just have to get something from the bathroom real quick…I promise.” He swiftly ran off and before Trunks could really think about it, he was back carrying a small bottle in one hand.

“It’s baby oil to ahm….help so I don’t hurt you” Gohan explained at Trunks’ questioning look, blushing slightly when Trunks leered.

Trunks bit his lower lip nervously for a moment before moving closer to Gohan again, kneeling in front of him and pressing their lips together in another kiss. They kissed slowly and hungrily and Trunks didn’t notice much else until he suddenly felt Gohan trailing a hand down his spine and barely skimming over his backside before his other hand did the same. Slowly he began to kneed said backside waiting for Trunks to relax. He smiled to himself and slowly began to wind his tail back around Trunks’ now almost desperately hard need. He slowly flicked his tail back and forth over the tip while rhythmically tightening then loosening.

Trunks completely lost all sense of bearing and almost didn’t notice when Gohan carefully eased one well slicked finger into him, rotating it around trying to get as much baby oil spread around as possible to help him later. Once Trunks had loosened up around the first entry he began to slowly ease another finger in, taking his time making sure not to cause his mate any more pain than what couldn’t possibly be avoided. Once he had two fingers in he paused and gently nipped the tip of one of Trunks’ ears and whispered softly, “You ok?”

Trunks panted loudly and swallowed before nodding, his face buried against Gohan’s chest, his hands clutching Gohan’s biceps as he tried to relax more, knowing it would hurt less if he did. “Go ahead Gohan…it’s ok…really” he whispered noticeably relaxing more.

Gohan nodded and slowly started moving his tail even more as a distraction while he scissored his fingers gently to make sure that Trunks was prepared enough. Finally he slowly removed his fingers and sat back slightly, his hands running down to rest on Trunks’ hips. “You ok?” he asked once more.

Trunks gave him a slightly nervous smile and nodded, “I’m ok.” He blinked in surprise when Gohan nodded and lay back on the bed, half reclining, half sitting up. “I’m not going to rush you, take your time Trunks and I’ll help you.” he said grinning slightly.

Trunks flushed slightly and carefully positioned himself and began to slowly lower himself down his brow creasing in concentration. His braced his hands on Gohan’s chest and carefully eased himself down, his breathing coming and short gasps. Finally he was completely seated, his head hanging slightly as he tried to adjust to the sensation. Finally he began to shift slowly as he grew accustomed to the new position.

“Gohan…ahm…I think you can um…” he gestured vaguely not quite sure how to phrase what he was thinking. Gohan grinned slightly and nodded. He slowly sat back up, his hands gripping Trunks’ hips tighter as he began to roll his hips slowly, barely moving in and out so much as getting a rhythm established.

Slowly as they both grew more accustomed and the position began to feel even better, the rolling motion gave way to slowly building thrusts. Trunks panted harshly as Gohan began to move harder and faster, both of them getting into it more and more. Suddenly a white hot lance of pleasure shot through him making him gasp loudly, his eyes widening in shock.

Gohan hadn’t missed the gasp and with a purely saiyan smirk changed tactics. Trunks blinked when he went from straddling Gohan one moment to laying on his back, his legs flung over Gohan’s shoulders as Gohan once more thrust into him, the change in positions allowing him to hit his sweet spot easier. Trunks found the change to be electrifying to say the least.

“Ahh….Gohan….gods….I love you” he gasped, his chest heaving with the effort to pull in enough oxygen as pleasure flooded through his body.

“Mmm….love you too…oh kami you’re so tight Trunks” Gohan nearly groaned as his pace sped up even more. The two men slowly began to approach a dual climax when suddenly Gohan panted softly, “Trunks…do something for me”

Trunks gave him a glazed over curious look. Blue eyes widened however when suddenly Gohan’s tail curled around his length once more as Gohan slammed into his prostrated and purred loudly in his ear, “Let me see you cum for me”. Long fingers fisted desperately into the sheets curling them into balls as Trunks helplessly obeyed, his mouth opening in a howl of pleasure, his whole body stiffening and tightening as immense waves of pleasure rolled through him making him completely helpless. He barely registered Gohan’s own howl of pleasure as he came soon after.

Try as he might Gohan couldn’t hold himself anymore and collapsed onto the harshly breathing man below him, both content for the moment to try to get their breathing to work right before attempting anything as complicated as movement. After about 10 or 15 minutes they had finally calmed down enough to where Gohan rolled off of his mate and lay on his side, pulling Trunks to him, a deep purr of pleasure starting in his chest.

He blinked in surprise when Trunks hesitantly began to sit up. In concern he sat up too, “Are you ok? I didn’t hurt you did I?” he asked in concern. Trunks gave him a reassuring smile. “No. I’m fine…more than fine actually. There was just one more thing to do.” he said.

Gohan gave him a briefly confused look before remembering. “Oh…marking” he said. Trunks nodded, grateful that he didn’t have to explain it. Gohan smiled tenderly and tilted his head to the side and back slightly exposing his throat for Trunks to go first. Trunks hesitantly leaned forward and carefully set his teeth against Gohan’s throat before slowly biting down, his teeth breaking the skin and a flood of blood welling up into his mouth which he hastily swallowed not wanting to waste a drop. He continued to lap and clean the wound as Gohan started purring once more. He suddenly stiffened in brief trepidation as Gohan set his own teeth to his neck and swiftly bit down, a shock of pleasure racing through him, setting off his own purring noise as Gohan gently cleaned the wound.

Finally neither could take anymore and both flopped back over, arms and legs tangling together as Trunks snuggled under Gohan’s chin a sleepy happy grin coming over his face. “I came through time for this Gohan…I’m so happy you let me” he whispered sleepily before drifting off to sleep.

Gohan smiled and whispered softly, “So am I” before joining his new mate in some much needed sleep.