Breakfast
by Anansi     More by this Writer
Gohan and Future Trunks have been dating for a while but now Trunks wants them to be family.
Male Pregnancy

Author's Note : A ficlet for my bud who’s having a bday today! @Lord Truhan

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Morning.

It was Trunks’ favorite time of the day…and it was even better today because he awoke to the aroma of breakfast. Bacon…runny eggs…toast…hot coffee. It meant only one thing and one thing only. Gohan was home. He and his mate had been together for years now, and between his work at CC and Gohan’s travel for teaching, they only see each other a few weeks at a time. Every time Gohan returned he made breakfast and to the prince it was their time. Their moment in between the hustle of long plane rides and board meetings. No ties. Just Gohan. And he loved it. Stayed up way too late waiting on his return only to awake just like this. Soon they’d be settled and could start a family. Just a few more months of breakfast and Gohan would stay. He’d return to his job at university until they decided who would carry their cub..then..

…they’d be a family.

A few months of breakfast.

The prince jumped put of bed and ran into the kitchen. At the sight of his smirking lover he sagged and half moaned, half whimpered. His hand touched his heart. Yes he knew he was home, but the sight melted his heart. His lopsided smile. Unkept hair. That stupid way he nibbled on his lip. He loved him. “Baby..you’re home!”

Gohan smiled lazily. “Hi…” the older demi whispered as he stirred eggs in the skillet. “You hungry…” Dark eyes twinkled with playfulness and Trunks felt sick with mushy emotions. He did it every time! His eyes roamed over pale muscles and had to bite his knuckle before he answered that question wrong. A dark blush covered tanned cheeks. Gohan had been studying abroad for months…he had not seen him this way in so long…

…he could fuck him into the counter right now. ‘Why is he wearing my underwear….’

“Hello, earth to saiyan prince?”

“I’ll have what you’re having!” The younger warrior blurted out and quickly began rifling through the cabinet. Gohan laughed. Trunks always kept his emotions on the surface. He was aware of his distress but was going to do nothing about. Every time he returned Trunks attempted not to be clingy..not to give in to his desires. It normally took most of the first week to get him into bed intimately, but not this time. He had plans that just couldn’t wait for his lover’s insecurities. His a smirk he watched him fumble with the dishes. “That’s what you say now, but I know you want pancakes.”

Trunks turned to look over his lover’s backside and clutched the counter. The black material was too small…scientifically speaking, the younger demi didn’t know how Gohan fit them over his thick…supple ass. Blue eyes glassed over as he inhaled his scent mingled with bacon. “You have know idea what I want…” he murmured as he unconsciously took hold of the pancake syrup. Gohan rolled his eyes as he turned off the stove. “What is with you-“

Brown eyes widened as something began to trickle into his underwear. “T-Trunks…”

The prince pulled at the tight fabric and watched as syrup drizzled down his mate’s flesh. He wanted Gohan for breakfast. Yes. That was better than pancakes. “I changed my mind…I’ll make my own breakfast…” He dropped to his knees and licked the thick stickiness over pale cheeks. Gohan gasped and gripped the counter. It worked like a charm. “Fuck Trunks….”

The lavender haired prince purred as he parted cheeks and swirled his tongue around throbbing flesh, hands massaging stickiness down hips and over abs. Gohan tasted sweeter than the syrup. He smelled of the forest. He pulled him closer as his tongue prodded and deviled into his mate’s hot opening, greedy for more of the nectar that was spilling from that beautiful ass. Gohan moaned loudly. “Ahhh!!”

He was shaking to stand. Trunks had always been skilled with his lips, but right now he was doing dangerous things to him. With every swirl and dip of that muscle his eyes rolled and seed moistened his front. This was his prince in a rutt. This is what he craved. To seal the deal he jerked back and away, hissing as that thick tongue slid out. Say no and he might never let you go. Saiyan Princes. “W-Wait-Trunks-please!!”

The prince growled and picked him up. “I’m not done yet-“

“But breakfast!!” The teacher laughed as he was dragged out the kitchen and dropped in bed. Trunks peeled off his own underwear and smirked. “I’ll feed you baby…” Gohan moaned as he was presented with the prince’s large sex and whimpered and the scent of his heat. ‘He’s in heat too…fuck I love it when he gets riled up…’

There was something about when his mate took control that was so…

…arousing. He rolled his tongue over the dripping tip and purred as he sank over the thickness, mentally whispering to him. ‘Prince Trunks…your dick is too big for my mouth…’ Trunks gripped black spikes and gasped. God damn it. Gohan knew just what to say to make him come. “Fuck yes it is-baby-do the thing-“

The thing.

The kinky thing where the prince fucked his mouth while he turned super saiyan…‘I’m so getting him back for this when I top…’ Gohan blushed darkly, but turned super saiyan and looked up at him with blue eyes as the prince began making love to his mouth with slow rolling strokes. He pushed his tongue upward and Trunks swirled around it and stroked down his throat. The Son choked around that large manhood, hands twitching at his sides as he fought not to touch himself. He wanted to focus only om his mate and his pleasure.

Trunks cursed. “Damn its still so good Gohan…” Tan hips pushed until the older demi’s nose met wiry curls then slowly slid from him to rub over his cheeks. Gohan darted a tongue out but Trunks shook his head even as he slid his dripping cock around it. Prodded it and dragged it upwards with his most sensitive flesh. “I’m gonna come…” He moaned as he pulled away and quickly turned the demi over to rub into his messy backside. Gohan clutched the sheets and growled. This is what he was waiting for. “Do it Trunks-“

Trunks smirked and licked down his back. “You missed me-“

“Yes-“

“You missed this-“

“Hell yes-“

Suddenly the prince rested his full weight against him and whispered in his ear as he held his cheeks apart. “Then say it baby…”

Gohan groaned. Kinky little bastard. “Trunks…please fuck me…”

Lavender hair dropped beside his cheeks as his mate mark was kissed. “Later baby..I want to make love to you now…” Slowly the rigid flesh pressed and opened the teachers heat, causing him to whine and roll his hips. The thick tip dragged over his prostate and Gohan cried out and pushed against him. “Trunks-“

“Yes…does it feel good…” The scientist rolled his hip against him and cursed as his shaft was swallowed by that tight canal. Something felt different inside…where he’d normally feel his mate bottom out, he slid in deeper into liquid fire. Trunks didn’t know what it was…

…but it was so perfect. He was perfect. When his pelvis pushed into that sticky backside he pulled back and smacked into his heat fully, finally able to fit all of his ache deep inside. Gohan raised his hips, eyes shut tight. “AHH! Again!”

Trunks lifted to his knees and growled as he slammed into that fire again and again. “G-Gohan-“ He tugged from that swell and plunged in harder, his strokes longer as he used his full range to pound that small suckling place inside that was driving him insane. Gohan strained to keep his ascension, seed spurting from his cock as he was ground into the sheets. Trunks had never taken him this way before. Was it his heat? He was whining, his mate was whimpering. Growling. The prince repeatedly shoved his swollen cock inside him and punched a place that made rivers cum spill from his own erection like water. He had never been touched there and all he knew is he wanted it harder. Much harder. It was so delicious. Trunks had turned his pleasure into an art form. Stroking. Grinding. Raising his legs in the air and hammering his quivering heat. The older demi had to hold on to the bed as the prince assaulted his nerves with force. “FUCK TRUNKS!!AHH!-AHHH!!”

Trunks whimpered as he smacked his lover’s sticky backside with a firm hand in his pleasure, fucking him harder than he intended to. As he gripped his hip he twisted that tight black underwear, cursing. Sobbing. Flickering to super saiyan and fucking his backside so hard the motion made audible squishing sounds. “GOHANNGH!! YOUR ASS IS SO FUCKING GOOD!!-“

Gohan screamed as his own release began spilling over the sheets. Trunks was fucking him so hard his entire body jerked with his thrusts. Tears leaked from his eyes from the shock of such intense pleasure. And he was still coming. He still needed more. “HARDER TRUNKS-HARDER!!”

Trunks harshly jabbed into his heat once. Snatched his hips and impaled him with such force the older demi lost his transformation, then hit the wall of his mating basin until Son Gohan clawed the sheets from the bed and convulsed around his throbbing cock. “AHHHF-FUCK-TRUNKS!!”

Trunks growled loudly as he stabbed his release into his quivering opening. “FUCKYESS-“ He screamed. Rolling his hips. Smashing that abused opening. When the last of his release was massaged with that twitching heat the prince whimpered and he collapsed beside his panting mate. “F-Fuck…Go…han…baby I’m so sorry-“

Gohan swallowed thickly as he tried to catch his breath. His body was pouring sweat. He couldn’t help but smirk. “Like hell…you are….is this the story your going to tell our kid? That you poured syrup down my ass and 9 months later…”

Trunks blushed. “Gohan you’re-“

The older demi smiled. “Yes. I’m heat.. I wanted to surprise you. It turned out pretty well…” Trunks curled him into his arms. Gohan decided for the both of them. Idiot….

…he loved him so fucking much. He purred loudly and nuzzled his lover’s neck to hide his tears. “I’m so fucking happy, Gohan…but I didn’t mean to be rough on you..forgive me?”

Gohan smirked. “If you fix me lunch, I might..”

Trunks smirked at his shoulder. “Deal. Why were you wearing my underwear anyway?”

Gohan turned over and shut his eyes, a smile tugging at his lips. “I came home to make a little prince…” He yawned. Trunks purred more.

Illustration(s) for this story by various artist(s)

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