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Gohan’s POV

My world was shattered, and I had nowhere else to turn. Sure, the earth had been saved from the newest threat but I didn’t want to even leave my room. At this point I would be surprised if anyone even tried to come up and talk to me since I’d turned everyone away before now. The greatest and most important person in my life had sacrificed himself for the betterment of all mankind and now I was left without a father for the second time in my life. I frowned and shifted the blankets over my head as I flopped around to face the wall, and then heard something tapping at the window.

Confused, I sat up and rubbed at my eyes, not even thinking about who it might be and nearly fell out of my bed when I realized it was Mirai no Trunks outside. I pushed the blankets back and rushed over to the window, rubbing the back of my head as my father used to do and let him in.

He grinned at me in that easy, infuriating way he had and we stood there for a few moments looking at each other. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a capsule before winking and throwing it onto the ground. A puff of smoke went up and I started coughing and waving it towards the still open window, and once the majority of it had dissipated I closed the window once more since I’d started shivering.

“Thought you might want some company, it’s been a few days since everything went down and I wanted to check on you.” He opened up the small fridge and handed me a soda, and I took it wordlessly. I walked back to my bed and curled up by the pillows, curling my fingers around the soda can while he kicked his boots off and came over to join me. I wasn’t sure what to say, except for the fact that I didn’t know how to handle the storm of emotions that was going on inside me, and I took a drink of my soda as I thought about how to hold a conversation with the other demi.

God, how did he do it? He always looked so effortless and as if he were from another realm, and then I had to kick myself mentally. Of course he was, you moron, he was from another time zone. I sighed into my soda can that was now empty and tried not to notice the way he was looking at me.

“Everything sucks right now, and I don’t honestly know why I’m still here or why we even fought Cell to begin with. We should have just let him take the androids and then absorb the rest of the planet,” I muttered bitterly, and he made a ‘tch’ noise in his throat.

“Gohan, I get what you’re going through, I really do. I’ve lost everything but my mother, and even that’s not promised to be there for me when I get back.” He said in a low voice, and I shivered because of the haunting undertones that were there. I spread my legs out so they were half covered by the blanket and I only then realized that I was clad only in my grey boxers and one of my dad’s tee-shirts.

“Trunks…you must think I’m so weak right now…” I said hollowly, hanging my head and fighting back the tears that threatened to spill out onto my cheeks. I felt him move closer and take my hands into his own, and then I was being pulled to sit on his lap as the tears started to cascade down. He pulled me so I was flush with his chest and I put my face into his neck, my aura starting to crackle alarmingly around me as my pain started soaring upwards again.

“It’s ok, Gohan, you’re not alone. I’m here.” He sat there with me and rocked me as I straddled his thighs, sobbing quietly into his shoulder, his scent starting to soothe me the longer I sat with him. Eventually the sobs turned into hiccups and shuddering breaths, and I found myself being lulled to sleep by his gentle breathing. I wasn’t sure when I was laid back down but I knew I felt safe all night, comforted by him, my own personal saviour.

The next morning when I woke up, the sun was streaming in through the window and lighting my floor up spectacularly, and I yawned and stretched before I realized my ass was riding against something hard. Bleary eyed I reached down and realized someone’s arms were wrapped around my waist and then I felt even breaths hitting the back of my neck. I blushed heavily as I turned around to face him and my own breath caught in my throat as I saw how peaceful he looked. He’d discarded his jacket sometime in the night and was lying there with his toned muscles peeking out from his thin black tank top. He’d taken his belt off too but was still wearing those heavily pocketed tan pants he always wore and if I had to guess would assume that he had on socks as well.

I blushed as an odd shiver ran through me as I noticed how casual I felt about waking up with him next to me. My black hair was still hanging down into my eyes and I bit my lip as I watched him slowly wake up and stretch.

“Mmm…mornin’,” he said, his voice scratchy and his eyes squinting up at me. I smiled down at him and noted how he didn’t move his arm from around my waist, and I felt that same shiver of excitement run through me.

“Did you sleep alright?” I asked him with a blush, and he chuckled low in his throat as he settled himself between some pillows and watched me before answering.

“Better than I have in a long time, that’s for sure.”

“Good.” I replied, blushing again at how close we were. I’d never really given much mind to attraction since I’d basically been fighting for my life well…my entire life almost. But looking down at him, I felt a warmth spreading through me where I just felt happy, and content, and a little nervous. What was this feeling? I usually enjoyed exploring new emotions but this one was scary and exciting all at once, especially since he kept surveying me as if we knew each other on a higher level.

“How are you feeling?” he asked around a yawn, his piercing blue eyes falling onto my chocolate brown ones.

“Oh, you know…better, I guess.” He kept eyeing me in that same knowing way and I blushed as I moved to sit up, but his hand on my waist kept me where I was. I glanced at him in confusion and he sighed.

“I’m sorry Gohan, please forgive me for thinking in this way, but every time I look at you I can only see my own mentor, and lover. I know it’s…more than you can even think about right now, and I was selfish last night when I stayed over, but I hope you don’t think any less of me.”

“Wait, you said ‘lover’, do you mean that we…I mean, you and I from the future, we…?” I put my hands together in a telling hand motion and this time it was his turn to blush.

“We were together, emotionally and sexually. We were all the other had, I…I’m sorry, Gohan, you can’t handle this conversation right now, I’m sorry.” He made to get up and I growled low in my throat before launching myself over to straddle his waist so he was effectively pinned to the ground.

“No, I’m sick of everyone treating me like that. I want to know, Trunks, especially since you brought it up and you keep looking at me like you want something. I can take it, whatever it is, Trunks, but please don’t treat me like everyone else does.” I nearly sobbed the last part out and felt tears sting my eyes again, but his expression softened as he looked at me and he ran his hands along the edges of my thighs.

“Gohan…I never would have thought of you this way, I don’t think that you’re weak by any means but I…” he trailed off and bit his lip and I felt that hardness poking the area between my scrotum and anus this time. He sighed heavily and made eye contact with me, directly and without holding anything back. He opened his mouth to try again, his palms warm on my thighs.

“I want you, Gohan. I want…I want to take you and feel whole again, I want you to be with me even if we can’t be together long term. I want…ah, fuck it, I want you to give yourself to me physically and emotionally.” I stopped breathing for a moment as I started feeling heat spread from the base of my spine towards my penis. I blushed heavily as the hardness poking me pulsed, and I looked down at Trunks’ intense gaze.

“Trunks, I…I don’t even…how would I even go about giving you my body?” He smirked to himself and rose up, pulling me closer and I hesitated as he pushed our noses together so they were touching.

“D’you want me to show you?” He breathed, and I nodded wordlessly, deciding then and there that I would be in control of my fate from here on out, no one else. He took my lips in a soft kiss with a low groan and I let him take control as I parted my mouth for him. Our lips moved against each other and I knew he had definitely done this before and I only hoped I wouldn’t be a terrible partner for him. I knew that if I had my tail right now it would be wrapping around his waist as he held me closely to his body. He ran his hand up my neck and into the base of my hair and I shivered again as a soft mewl of delight was torn from my throat. He shushed me carefully and looked at the door conspiratorially and I grinned, nodding as I understood this needed to be kept quiet and just between us.

The heat spread to where it made all of my extremities start to tingle and I blushed yet again when he took my shirt off my body. Going along with his lead I helped Trunks out of his tank top and then marveled at the sight of his ripped body in front of me.

“Damn,” I muttered, and he smirked up at me before kissing my neck and down to my collarbone. My eyes lidded at the contact and then a prominent tent made itself known down in my boxers.

“Mmm, you like this Gohan?” I nodded, breathing heavier now and felt his warm palm move to where he could cup my ass. I gasped and nearly yelped at the touch but he put his lips over mine and it turned into a throaty groan. He started massaging my ass cheeks through the thin fabric keeping his skin from touching mine but at that moment I knew I wanted more from him.

“Trunks, please…this can’t be it,” I pleaded with him, and he grinned up at me in that way that could only be defined as ‘a shit eating grin’. Fuck, I was in for something good if he was looking at me like that, I thought. His mouth started moving over my skin and then my world was being whirled around as he flipped us so he was on top, my legs splayed to the side so he could look down and see my tented boxers between us.

He groaned low in his throat and then reached down to unbutton his own pants. I watched as he did so since I was curious, and then a plump, red cock sprang forth from his pants. My mouth dropped as I gaped at it; it was so long and looked…well, thick, and it was leaking some moisture from the tip. He watched my face as I stared at his dick and shifted my own boxers down and took them off me, flinging them against the far wall before taking his pants off completely. My mouth went dry as I looked up at him, my eyes going wide as I realized he wanted to be intimate with me. Why had that taken until now to settle into my brain?

“Gohan, you’re so amazing,” he sighed, and then started sucking on two of his fingers a reason I soon found out to be quite invasive at first. I gasped when he slid them into my tight, puckered hole and I gasped at the contact, but he calmed me down and I slowly started to feel good. He started feeling his way around inside my body and I panted heavily up at him, tugging at my own throbbing dick in a way that made me start whining.

“Does that feel good to you?” he whispered, and I shut my eyes tight and nodded as he continued probing me with his fingers.

“Trunks!” I whispered, my body jolting as he discovered a secret spot deep inside me, and he chuckled low in his throat.

“Sounds like you’re ready for me, then.” Fuck, ready for what? I may have defeated Cell but what was about to happen next I would never have been prepared for. He started rubbing the plump head of his dick along my ball-sack and down, feeling soft and lovely at first, until he started pushing it into my body. My face contorted into a scene of unpleasantness and he paused but didn’t pull out, waiting for my breathing to return to normal before continuing. It was unimaginably painful and slow going as it took me a while to get used to his thickness, but then after a ten minute period he was inside me, and then he hooked my knees over his shoulders and bent me nearly in half while I struggled to breathe. I wasn’t regretting my decision at all, but I’d never felt this way before with anyone else, and I blushed up at him as he started pulling out slowly.

“That’s not it, is it?” I asked, almost insulted. He snorted in amusement and shook his head coyly before he pushed himself back into me.

“God you’re beautiful, Gohan, fuck!” he hissed, and I propped myself up so that I could watch his thick column of flesh slowly go back inside me. My jaw dropped and then I was busy as his lips crashed against mine and it started in earnest. I moaned into his mouth and he started moving his hips against me more rhythmically, as my body stretched to accommodate him.

He kept me quiet with his mouth on top of mine and tears leaked out of my eyes once more except this time it was for a completely different reason; I was being shown love from someone I didn’t ever think would feel this way about me, and I liked it. The plump head of his cock started hitting that pleasure spot deep inside me and I gave a shattered groan into his mouth, feeling his lips twitch as he started hitting it again, and again, and again.

“Trunks!” I half sobbed, reaching up to fist the sheets and pillows by my head, and I felt a numbing sensation start to spread through my body as delirious pleasure took over my senses, whitening everything out. A few more thrusts and Trunks stopped and I felt something plaster my inner walls and in that moment I had never felt more attracted to someone in my life. This was my first sexual encounter with him and it wouldn’t be my last, but I would certainly never forget this. We came down from the high of our climax and focused on our breathing before the swelling in his dick was able to ease up and he could pull out of me. I hissed in slight pain as the head of his cock twinged my anus as it exited but honestly, I felt so much more…at ease with the world, and so calm. I wanted to sleep and then eat, but I was afraid that if I fell asleep he would be gone when I woke up.

“Trunks, we have a problem.” I said, and he glanced at me with a slight expression of fear.

“I hurt you, didn’t I?” He started stressing out but I grinned up at him lazily.

“No, I liked it, and I want to do it again.” A slow grin broke out over his face and we spent the rest of the day in bed with each other, his glorious well-built body so tightly wound together with mine. Thanks to Trunks I was able to get out of that depression I’d been in, even though I knew I would miss my father, but with him helping me figure out sex, I at least had an outlet to channel my anger and sorrow into.



-Fin-