Dreaming of You
By:
Lady Sith
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ.....therefore, I do not own Tru-chan.......*sniffle* But I do own a Tru-chan pillow! And I luv
to cuddle it..........*wink*
Warning: yaoi, shonen-ai; Trunks/Goku
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Bodies brushed against one another, lips met, and tongues played. Dark blue eyes widened in surprise and pleasure, then closed as a pair of lips nibbled their way down a strong neck. Teeth gently bit where Trunks's neck met his shoulder, leaving a small love bite.
Trunks gasped in pleasure; his fingers became tangled in thick, dark hair. The other growled in satisfaction and his mouth wandered lower, while strong hands ripped Trunks' tank top in two. A rough, callused thumb brushed against Trunks' flat nipple and Trunks jerked as a jolt of white hot desire shot through him.
"Goku....." Trunks whispered, bringing Goku's head up. Goku's eyes were dark and heavy lidded with passion. Trunks
leaned forward and brushed his lips against Goku's once again. Goku growled deep in his throat, causing his chest to
rumble slightly. He deepened the kiss, his tongue brushing against Trunks'. "Goku!" Trunks gasped.
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Trunks sat up in bed, gasping, his blue eyes wide. He was trembling, his thick muscles shaking. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and he wiped it away with a forearm. He glanced around the room he was in, and saw the object of his dreams sleeping softly next to him. Trunks moaned and put his head in his hands.
A dream......it was only a dream, he thought, as tears began to well up in his gentle eyes. He rubbed them away and tossed the covers away from him. Cat-quiet, he tiptoed past Goku and out the door. What he didn't notice was that a pair of gem-bright black eyes followed his movements as he stepped by.
Once out the door, and in the main room, Trunks quickly opened the screen door and leaned against the porch rail. He sighed and closed his eyes. There, he let the tears come. Why do I continue to have these dreams? Why?? What have I done to deserve this? Goku will never feel the same way about me as I do him.....so why torture myself?
A shudder made it's way through his body, and he wrapped his arms around himself. Then, he felt a presence behind him. Closing his eyes tighter, he breathed deeply. Pine....earth.... ....and the faint hint of sweat. Goku's smell.
"What's wrong, Trunks?" Goku asked softly, a gentle hand falling on the youth's shoulder. Even with that gentle touch, Trunks could sense the strength Goku held back, the power he hid.
Trunks turned around, a false smile full on his lips. "Nothing," he answered. "Nothing's wrong, Goku. Nothing at all."
Goku looked at Trunks curiously, his head tilted and his eyes searching. The shadows were dark, and Trunks couldn't tell what the larger Saiya-jin was thinking.
Bracing himself, Trunks leaned forward and gently pressed his lips against Goku's for his first....and probably last.....kiss. Goku's lips were soft, gentle.
Blushing deeply, Trunks turned around and faced the forest night. He knew that he shouldn't have done that.....but the temptation was too great.
"Trunks....." Goku whispered, his voice raw. Trunks' eyes lowered, not wanting to face the rejection he knew was coming. Gathering his courage, he turned around and looked up. He tried to put a cheery expression on his face, but he knew that his eyes were bright with tears unshed.
Goku smiled gently. Reaching forward, he cupped the youth's face with his rough hands. Then, before Trunks had time to react, he leaned forward and kissed him back.
Up above the two fighters, the stars twinkled happily; amused at what was happening down below, on Earth.