Welcome to DBZ Saiyan Garden

“You sure you won’t drop me?” Trunks chuckled while hooking the back of his legs around Gohan’s waist. Apparently, Gohan was bent on trying out as many positions as possible. Not that Trunks would ever complain. It did spice things up a great deal. Besides, if the world really ended with this Cell Tournament, he would have no regrets.

“This feels rather strange than good,” Trunks said finally a little later. “Can’t say it’s very comfortable either.”

“Feels great for me, though,” Gohan said, panting, already close.

“My turn next, then.”

“Sure.”