A/N: This is not me starting a new story, lmao. I did this like MONTHS MONTHS (like this summer), and I guess I forgot to post it on FFN. So I'm doing it now. I'm getting back into writing slowly and mm, yeah. I have a BUNCH of updates coming up (both for DBZ and IY). So, yeah. I thought I would post this since I posted it other places like MONTHS ago. And yes, this is Goten/Bura. If you don't like, you can shoo! This was written during 5-6am writing periods, and it hasn't been beta-ed. So I'm sure it's a little rusty.

If you guys wanna read the full chapters and story, find me on Archive of Our Own under Madison. All my stories are there.

I don't have time, and I'm too old, to deal with self-righteous witch hunts. So all explicit scenes are edited out.

Moonlight

Chapter 1: Heated

Her blood was pulsing while sweat beads were rolling down the heated skin of her forehead. Her lips were dry and she was dying to run her moist tongue over them but she could not. Her perfect cherry lips were parted and her breathing was shallow. Another wave of heat hit her body and she felt her insides swirl around. While she tilted her head to the side, she had no choice but to glue her lips together to prevent a moan from escaping her.

Her tiny hands fumbled with her yellow sheets as she tried to control herself. She kicked the blankets off her body with her feet in an attempt to cool herself but it only made the situation worse.

Even the gentle breeze caressing her body, which was coming in through the open window, was enough to ignite a fire within her. Her vision was almost blurry and her mind was blocked from all thoughts. She could not think straight and she could not see clearly. It was as if the only thing guiding her were her instincts.

Strangely she found the strength to raise her upper body and immediately her gaze fell upon the night. It looked chilly and inviting. There was something out there calling out to her; she wanted it and she needed it. Without thinking, she got on four and she advanced towards the edge of her bed.

Once she reached the edge she slightly extended her neck and felt the wind's full blast. Her body was drenched in sweat and the coolness of the air caused her to shiver. Goosebumps appeared all over her skin and she threw her head back as she wished to be touched. It was his hands she wanted ravaging her body.

Whose hands?

She was not sure, but he was out there.

The art of fighting was never something that appealed her, but right now it was as if this hidden side of her was attempting to claw its way out. She wanted to follow it and see where it would lead her. Desire was burning within her and there was nothing she wished more than to have someone extinguish the flames.

No more thoughts crossed her confused mind as she set one foot on the cold floor of her bedroom. For a moment, she stopped. She listened to every sound and every movement that happened in her house. Could she leave? They were not there, they would not know. Only he would and he was pre-occupied with his own thing for now.

Hesitation left her body and she took a step forward and then another. Afterwards, she put her foot on the edge of the window and balanced herself with the sides. Once both her feet were on it, she gazed down. Did she know how to fly? No. But she wanted to throw herself in the emptiness; she needed to fall.

And she did.

When a lack of fear filled her, she made the jump. But her instincts did not fail her and before she was about to crash against the ground, she found herself levitating above the garden. Freedom.

Her mind was not aware of the direction in which she was heading but her body knew and it began to take her. She wanted to stop herself, to turn around, but she could not. The desire inside of her was too strong to put a halt to it. She had the impression that if she did not satisfy it she would die. Her will to live was kicking in and to be honest, she did not wish to not do this.

Her previous doubt was completely gone.

All she wanted was him and she was drawing closer.

She could taste him.

His scent even reached her nose and she found it intoxicating. So manly.

There was no reason behind her need for him, at least none that she could comprehend. She just had to have him. Nothing would stand in her way.

Her blue eyes had a twinkle in them as she landed right in front of his door. She stood there for a few seconds wondering if the best option was the door or his window. The latest would be most likely open, but she could probably easily find a key to the front door. Finally, she settled on the fact that the window seemed like the simplest option.

Her bare legs began moving and she marched in direction of her goal with her mind not following. Her heart hammered inside of her chest with each step she took. He would be hers and she would be his. There was nothing she wanted more than to have him bury himself deep within her and take her places she never experienced before.

Before she reached the window, she waited and closed her eyes. She had to make sure he was the only one in the house. She would not tolerate any disruption, though if they were any, she'd take care of them. A smirk appeared on her lips when she confirmed that he was alone. All hers.

The smirk grew when she arrived in front of his open window. He made it too easy, not that she was about to utter a complaint. She grabbed on to the edge and in one swift motion she pushed herself inside. She landed silently, his sleep never disrupted.

Like a feline, she made her way in his direction. As soon as her eyes made contact with his form, it was as if something exploded inside of her. She could feel more sweat drops rolling down her neck and she knew he was the key. He'd make her feel better. Making sure she would not wake him, she bounced on his bed right onto the empty side.

Her body was aching for his touch and the sight of his hand resting by his side was nearly too much to bear. She craved him with every inch of her body and the view of his naked sturdy chest was not helping her current situation either. She could feel the puddle of warmth in her stomach grow in intensity. Lust never filled her mind so much.

She ceased to think once she placed both of her legs on each side of his body and then rested her ass on his groin. Even with everything she did, he was still out cold, which did not surprise her. The tiniest smirk appeared upon her lips as she slowly bent down while wanting to play. She wanted to taste him. Gently, she poked her tongue out before running it over the skin of his neck.

That seemed to wake him up.

He opened his onyx eyes when he felt a presence near him. While his vision was adjusting to the darkness his other senses were in full alert and thinking a threat was near. Right away though, he recognized the familiar ki near him but that did not ease his confusion. He could have pondered more on the subject if her scent did not hit his nose so powerfully.

Arousal.

Finally, his eyes widened as he could properly see. He gazed up at her and observed the sight in front of him. Her legs were completely bare and the clothing did not start until his eyes reached her lower regions. All she had on was a pair of lace white panties. A small panic took him over, but his eyes trailed further up nonetheless. Her top consisted of a small pink tube; she was barely decent.

Perhaps it was then that the situation dawned upon him. He turned his head to the side which was just enough to catch a glimpse of the time. 2:00am. What in the world was she doing at his house, in his bed, dressed like that? Still a little messed up from just waking up he struggled to sit up in his bed. Even though he changed his position she kept hers.

She was looking at him but her eyes were flickering in every direction except his face. He grabbed her shoulders to try and get her to focus on him.

"B-chan, what are you doing here? How did you get here?" Did she walk outside like this? No, she probably used a car.

A seductive smile appeared on her lips as she bent down and her warm breath tickled his ear. "Flying."

He frowned. "You don't know how to fly." He knew her his whole life, if she did he would know.

"Guess it was my little secret," she responded before capturing his earlobe between her lips and sucking on it.

He stiffened the instant he felt the contact. What was she trying to pull? This was Bura. Bura was Trunks' sister. Little sister. Since his hands were still on her shoulders, he pushed her away. As he did so, her facial expression drastically changed. He observed as her eyes narrowed. Then suddenly, he found himself being harshly pushed and trapped between her and the bed. When did she gain all this strength?

This was not the girl he knew. "B-chan, what's wrong? What happened?" he inquired clearly worried. This was not the Bura he was familiar with, this was someone else. Sure she was stubborn, and somewhat bossy, but this was different. Why was she trying to act all seductive?

Her face seemed to soften at his concern. Why did he have to be so stubborn? Couldn't he see just how much she needed him? Couldn't he smell her craving for his body? Why did he deny her what she so badly required? But it didn't matter; he was still a man and she might still be young but she saw it happen over and over again. They were all the same and all they needed was a little push.

Perhaps he needed to be seduced.

But wasn't her desire enough to drive him wild?

~~~If you want the full chapter, you can find it on AO3 under the pen name Madison and the same story name.