In an instant, Trunks' slumber was interrupted by a feeling of intense pleasure that caused his muscular frame to writhe involuntarily.
"...H...Haaahhh..."
Goten slid his fingers down to the base of his boyfriend's morning glory, allowing the tip of his eager tongue to caress the sensitive head before him.
The sunlight seeping in through the wooden blinds attacked the prince's sapphire eyes as he attempted to discover the source of the pleasure, forcefully making him squint. As he went to yank the duvet over his head, Goten engulfed his member whole, the shock rendering him paralyzed. Slowly lifting his hips from the mattress, he clasped hold of the protrusion under the covers that hovered over his crotch, and gently pushed down until the shaggy haired saiyan's nose rested in his almost nonexistent lavender pubic hair.
Knowing Trunks could get carried away sometimes he lightly dragged his less than impressive nails across the older saiyan's right inner thigh, and as expected he removed his right hand from the back of Goten's head in an attempt to cease the unbearable tickling sensation.
"...Ah...Aah...Y...You're not playing fair..." he uttered as Goten slid his lips back up to the tip before releasing it with a delicate kiss and smiled up at the darkened navy chequered pattern flattening his hair.
"Hehe, I thought I'd be your wakeup call instead of that dumb alarm clock!"
The ecstasy he experienced only made it possible for him to nod in agreement even though he knew Goten would be oblivious. Thanks to teasing by the little saiyan's fingers he had to bite down on his lip and once again pushed down until he felt Goten's compliant tongue press down on his now lubricated head before taking the whole throbbing mass inside his inviting mouth.
"Ah! No! N...Not yet...ahhh...chibi..." he half heartedly pleaded, but the cheeky saiyan was determined to entice his partner's essence from its resting place, the increase in speed of his mouth sliding up and down his shaft was proof enough that he wasn't willing to obey his plea.
"This is taking too long...I want his cum now!" he whined in his mind like a petulant child. Hearing Trunks' rapid breathing caused a stir inside his striped boxers, but his main focus was to help the older saiyan finish before tending to his own libido.
"Fuck...I...I can't hold back much l...longer!"
Caught in the heat of the moment Trunks held his lover's head in place as he thrust his hips forward and shuddered violently giving Goten what he desired. The explosion of hot, thick semen that shot into the little saiyan's mouth almost made him gag in surprise but, like a pro he devoured his boyfriend's essence greedily. With a deep sigh Trunks relaxed his body while staring up at the ceiling in a dopey manner, slightly giggling to himself. Goten then threw the covers to the edge of the bed exposing them both and gave a massive grin to the naked prince.
"Did you enjoy that?" he asked whilst straddling the still spaced out saiyan.
"H...Heh, you're so messy..."
"Huh...?
"You missed a bit."
Goten rubbed at the wrong corner of his mouth but before he could try again Trunks cupped his angelic face, sat up and lovingly licked the almost translucent fluid from the other side, sliding his tongue inside Goten's submissive mouth in the process. The couple caressed each other's mouths, entwining their tongues in a passionate frenzy, only forced to break the lip lock so they could resume breathing. Goten laid his head on Trunks' toned chest and discreetly rubbed his thick hair against the muscular pectorals supporting him in hope that he would feel the touch of his hand that seemed so magical to him.
"Please..."
"Okay, okay... Just remember I've got to get up soon..."
He lazily lifted a hand and slipped his fingers through Goten's messy black hair, creating gentle stroking motions.
"Can't you just stay with me all day...?"
"Haha, I would if I could, believe me."
"Why can't you? You're in charge, right?"
"Everyone would be lost without me there to guide them. I'm sorry I've been working so much lately, chibi; I promise I'll make it up to you..."
"No it's okay...I understand..."
"Listen...I'll try to finish up quick and get back home around six, how's that sound?"
Goten smiled and nodded, glad his lover couldn't see the sadness in his onyx eyes. With his free hand Trunks spun the alarm clock and gawped in disbelief at the eight thirty three staring back at him.
"Shit! I've gotta be there in less than half an hour!"
He leapt from the double bed straight to the dark oak wardrobe and pulled out a striped long sleeved white shirt and a pair of plain black trousers, before dashing into the en suite bathroom to brush his teeth. The disappointed boy sighed heavily as his erection began to fade whilst clambering off the bed and retrieved a pair of blue boxers and black socks from a set of matching oak drawers positioned next to his side of their bed.
"Want me to help you put these on?" he asked waving the underwear in view of the mirror whilst staring at his beloved's flaccid but still impressive penis.
"I still need to have a shower," he laughed, rinsing his mouth with water.
"Nooooo! Please wait until you get back and have a bath with me! Please, please!"
"Hahaha! Okay, fine..."
"Promise?"
"I promise, but you still have to have a shower if you go out..."
"...Yeah I know. I don't have college today so I think I'll stay in."
Trunks gave a pleased smile after hearing his now, only slightly smaller lover's plans whilst quickly slipping on his underwear and socks. After he buttoned up his trousers and shirt he grabbed a can of deodorant surrounded by assortments of hair gels, wax, along with other lotions and potions, spraying it carelessly on his clothes much to Goten's disappointment.
"What do you want for dinner?"
"I dunno...surprise me" he smiled, kissing him on the nose before exiting their bedroom and entering the living room in search of his only pair of smart shoes. As he sat on the sofa hurriedly tying the laces Goten walked into the messy kitchen and pulled out a plastic box from inside the almost bare fridge, tapping it on top of the prince's lavender locks.
"Thought you might be hungry later so...I made you a lunch," he said as casually as he could.
"It's cool. I normally get my secretary to grab me something."
"Ohhh...alright then..."
"Uh...Ah! I...I mean thanks a lot chibi, you're a life saver!"
He took the lunch box, winking at the innocent smile in front of him giving a reassuring hug. After grabbing his mobile from the coffee table he removed and slipped on a light brown jacket from one of the hooks attached to the front door before opening it.
"Hey, look at that! Ten minutes to spare; I rule!" he gloated looking at his mobile.
"Yay! That means we can go back to bed for nine minutes," he giggled playfully.
"No it means I don't have to worry about being late."
"But I wanna play some more!"
Trunks laughed through his nose looking down at Goten's forming tent pole. "Heh, I've plenty of time to sort you out but I won't be finished in nine minutes," he smirked.
"You're mean! I don't cum that quickly!" squealed the miffed saiyan.
"Hahaha! We really shouldn't be having this discussion with the door wide open..."
Goten looked over Trunks' shoulder at the door on the opposite side of the hallway and silently agreed. "Fine...but I'm going to prove you wrong later!"
"Oh really? I look forward to it!"
The younger saiyan huffed getting ready to lean into a goodbye kiss but to his surprise found himself pinned against the wall with Trunks' hand down his boxers instantly inciting a full erection.
"I think It'd be a good idea to sort little chibi out a couple times before I get home if you hope to stand any chance against me," he whispered, licking the shell of his ear, sounding slightly arrogant. The intense blushing that followed threatened to get Trunks horny once again so he quickly planted a gentle kiss on Goten's half open mouth as he teasingly slid his hand up the twitching shaft, lapping up a bead of pre-cum trickling down his thumb and stepped out into the hallway smiling triumphantly at the flustered saiyan.
"Gotta go, love ya loads."
"I...I love you too! See you later!" he shouted back watching his lover descend down the staircase. Gently closing the door and trying to ignore his raging erection, he rushed over to the window displaying depressing grey clouds over the bustling city to catch a last glimpse of him before he turned that wretched corner where a boring looking building blocked the lonely saiyan's view. Sure enough, he saw Trunks emerge from the main entrance and cross the road moving further and further from home. "He looks so sexy and important in his work clothes..."
Inevitably he disappeared from sight and Goten sighed once again slumping down onto the red sofa positioned in front of the television. "It doesn't get any easier...he can be so thoughtless sometimes..."
Dear diary
Sorry I've been neglecting you lately, it's been a hectic couple of weeks! But guess what? We've finally moved in together! After looking for months we agreed on this one bedroom flat that's close to Capsule Corp, and another added bonus is that we're on the top floor which is just what I wanted, hehe ^^ I still can't believe this though, it feels too good to be true. We've only been living together a little over a week but I've never been happier, apart from Trunks having to go to stupid work all the time Still, I can't let that get me down today because tonight is going to be special; I'm not sure if Trunks realises it or not, but I don't expect him to...would be nice though. It's been five years today since we became a couple ^^ I'm beyond happy! I was thinking of cooking him something special tonight. Unfortunately because we've been busy making the place our own, he's had to order takeout every day which is just not acceptable, but I'm afraid to say my dear diary that is my back up plan...I've never really cooked before. Picking something to make won't be a problem because he eats anything and everything it's just getting it right that'll be difficult.
*Sigh* I have to get in the shower before I can go to the store...Trunks has got it in his head that if I go to college or anywhere that I'll attract unwelcome attention from everyone if they notice my natural scent...it's embarrassing to talk about so I just do it to stop any arguments, he's just being overprotective I guess. I know he likes my scent but that doesn't mean the whole world does, I don't think I smell great after training! After sex is different though...
I wonder if he has any idea how much I really love him? Every time I wave him off, I'm terrified he won't come back to me; just thinking about it makes me feel physically sick...life would be meaningless without him; he is the only reason I tolerate the stresses of living. I really do hope he does realise this because I can't tell him otherwise he'll think I'm acting like a depressed emo girl or something...but it's true diary...he really is my only reason for living.
Arrghh! See what happens when I'm left alone? I needlessly depress myself... got to think positive, got to think positive... He will come back early, we will eat my successfully made meal, we will share a bath together then we shall make love before falling asleep in each other's arms! Wish me luck xxx
Shunning thoughts that threatened to upset him he neatly placed the newer diary next to his completed and tattered old one amongst sentimental knick-knacks, smiling to himself as he closed the cabinet draw. He twisted open the blinds in his room only to discover the same gloomy sky. "Looks like I'll have to wrap up," he thought grabbing a pair of jeans and a green hooded jumper that belonged to his beloved before entering the bathroom. Occasionally he thought he would just go to the shop quickly without showering if he really couldn't be bothered, but on the off chance that Trunks would ask it wasn't worth the risk. He knew he wasn't a good liar, and Trunks could read him like a book.
The hot water splashing against his pale toned skin was soothing in a way, washing away the "bad" thoughts, as Goten put it, which threatened to topple him occasionally. He half blamed his negativity on the whole mess with Brody five years ago; the constant fear of losing Trunks back then never left him, but eventually he managed to shove that fear into the back of his mind for long periods of time.
Stepping out of the steam-enveloped glass onto the wooden floor, he began to dry his hair with a beige towel from the rack whilst staring at his reflection.
"We really need to get a bath mat..." he moaned in an attempt to drown out the deafening silence. He continued to gaze at his dripping hair; Trunks didn't really approve of his new style, so he reverted back to his style from when he was a kid even though friends and family would constantly say he was the spitting image of his father.
"If Trunks prefers it like this then I can put up with any annoying comments." Finishing up with a quick spray of deodorant he retrieved his wallet along with his mobile from the pair of jeans he previously wore that lay crumpled on the cream bedroom carpet and his own set of keys on top of the television, locking the front door behind him after leaving the safety of his home. "Okay its nearly ten, plenty of time to get everything ready"
An echoed slamming noise from behind made him involuntarily yelp as he turned, hand on his chest to discover a small, pale skinny figure locking his door. The scruffy looking boy quickly turned to discover the scared looking saiyan, his dishevelled light brown fringe obstructing the view of his right green eye. He wore black skinny jeans, an overly baggy black hooded jumper with a black and white neckerchief.
"I...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to scare you!"
The second he advanced towards Goten he ran down the four storey staircase like his life depended on it leaving the boy in confusion.
"Wait! I said I'm sorry!"
He breathed a sigh of relief when he reached the outside world. "Great...now the only person I've met in that building will think I'm a freak but Trunks will throw a fit if he found out *I became friendly with the guy next door* as he would put it...he's too overprotective sometimes...but I know that's just because he cares..."
Not dwelling on it any further, he walked the two blocks leading a popular but expensive supermarket, picked up the closest shopping basket and entered the store blaring out unbearable elevator music.
Typical posh women, carting around many expensive goods that looked as if they had money to burn seemed to be constantly invading the little saiyan's personal space every time a product caught his eye, like he didn't exist or matter. Just walking around with an empty basket made him feel inferior to everyone else in the store, knowing he didn't exactly have much cash didn't help either. Becoming paranoid he was being judged by everybody, the dark haired saiyan strode past the aisles until he came across an almost deserted meat section, a packaged joint of lamb caught his eye.
"Forty zeni! This had better taste as good as it looks; now does it say how long to cook it...?"
"I honestly didn't mean to scare you back there!"
"Gyaaa! What the hell!" he shrieked dropping the basket on the pearl white floor before turning to find boy from earlier displaying a look of nervousness.
"I...I'm so sorry! I did it again didn't I?" his look changing to upset as he immediately picked it up.
"Err...its okay. Did you follow me here?" he asked taking back his still empty basket.
"No! Honestly! I...I just came to buy dinner for me and father..."
"He's so jittery and nervous...what's wrong with this kid?" he thought scoping him up and down once more, final analysis, neglected.
"Okay...I'll let you get on with that"
Goten placed the joint in his basket and went to walk away casually but a tug of his green sleeve made him stop.
"Umm...Wh...What's your name?" the boy asked meekly.
"...Goten"
"H...Hi Goten I'm Kai! Nice to meet you!" he beamed extending his arm.
"Uh...yeah, likewise..." he replied while shaking his little pale hand.
"Yeah, we've been living together a little over a week now, we're still settling in" Goten laughed, walking out of the store with a bag full of ingredients.
"How come I haven't seen your partner...?"
"Oh...H...He works a lot..."
"...He? Does that mean you're gay?"
"Aheh, errrm, y...yeah I guess so. Is that a problem?" he asked, blushing slightly at the boy's sudden curiosity.
"No, of course not! There's a boy in my class who's gay and he's totally cool and funny"
"Haha, is that so? How old are you anyway kid?"
"Fourteen and its Kai, remember?"
"Right, sorry Kai. You sure you're alright carrying those bags? They looked heavy" he said in a concerned tone looking down at the two bags that had eight of the same curry and rice microwave meals inside each of them.
"I'm fine, I've done this loads of times. This is all father likes to eat so he gives me the money and I go get them" he smiled awkwardly.
"Why doesn't he get them?" he asked, growing more concerned by the minute.
"Father said that the people that shop there are all judgemental whores and he can't deal with them" he replied matter-of-factly.
"...I see"
They were almost home and continued the rest of the walk in silence, Goten jumping to too many conclusions in his mind whilst the messy haired boy drank up the sights of the city, seeming to be completely content.
The concerned saiyan shoved his key into the main door letting Kai enter first before climbing up the stairs behind him.
"Right I better get going. I've still got to clean up before I even attempt to cook this" he laughed.
"You've never cooked lamb before...?"
"Hahaha, I've never cooked before!"
"W...Well, I saw all the ingredients you picked to go with it, I could make it for you...?"
"You? Cook? Seriously...?"
"Yep, yep, I always cook for myself because I don't like these microwave thingies"
"Wow...umm...thanks but I think I better take care of it myself"
"Oh...Okay then...I could clean up for you instead...?"
"N...No that's alright thanks anyway. I'll see you around"
"...Bye Goten"
The saiyan gave a smile and wave to the lonely looking green eyed boy before shutting the door and setting tonight's meal on a clear space on the kitchen counter.
"I wouldn't mind him coming in at all but Trunks has a nose like my father's! If he smelt another person's scent in here he'd fire all sorts of accusations at me! It's not worth the risk...sorry Kai"
Sighing deeply he walked into the bedroom, removed the warm hooded jumper and replaced it with a tight fitting black T-shirt.
"Ughhh, I better clean this kitchen before I do anything else" he whinged, demoralized at the pizza boxes, aluminium cartons and used cutlery that lay scattered before him.