"Reunion" for erinmacha
Pairing: Goku/Gohan
Rating: PG13-R/Lime
Prompt: "Goku/Gohan, doesnt have to be a lemon- nice steamy lime would be awsome. Kissing, hot and heavy."
Warning: INCEST between father & son. Heavy kissing. Don't like, don't read!
Summary: Gohan really missed his father while he was dead in Otherworld.
Author Note: This is my first Goku/Gohan ever! Hope it's good.
His father was finally coming back to Earth and it seemed almost too unreal to be true. Just days before hand he had been consoling his mother on her loneliness and explaining again to his brother why their father wasn't coming home, and now here he was awaiting the arrival of the man that everyone had mourned for and buried.
Gohan felt himself teetering between feeling sickeningly anxious and embarrassingly shy, having fantasized of a moment like this for years and never thinking it would come true. Each scenario was different and would change with every experience he went through without his father, sometimes figuring he would react with anger and resentment, or sometimes thinking he would break down and embrace him and beg him not to let go. The older he got and the more his hormones raged, sometimes another scenario led him elsewhere in a more dirty, hidden part of his mind, wanting to be held and kissed by his Father, telling him he would do whatever he wanted to him just so he would stay. Sometimes, he truly let his mind wander when it came to that final thought, nearly losing his breath and aching with wanton need. At times he felt he would have done anything to have his Father back into his life, even bargaining his soul just to have one more moment with the man.
And just like that, his father was before everyone, glowing with angelic light and beaming with warmth. The crowd had been too stunned at first by his presence, but soon they were embracing him with smiles and tears- Gohan included. He wanted to tell him how much he missed him and share his life with him, but was given only seconds before all eyes were on his brother, Goten. His father was genuinely surprised and overcome with joy, and Gohan didn't want to take that away from him no matter how much it hurt to be passed aside. He gave them their space and hung back, feeling himself begin to ache at wanting to be held by his glowing, angelic Father as they travelled into the World Tournament coliseum. His father was just as outgoing and encouraging as he had been before his death, spreading his warmth and passion wherever he went. He seemed to really be making his short time with everyone worth it, and Gohan longed to have just a moment alone with him.
After what seemed like an eternity, the crowd had dispersed as the child tournament was about to begin. His father was finally looking at him, smiling at him with fondness in his round eyes and gesturing for him to follow him elsewhere. Gohan's heart was pounding as they found an empty dining hall, wracking his brain with what he was going to say first to his father.
Instead he was grasped with silence as an angelic hand caressed his face, fingers gliding against his skin and then his lips. His father told him he had grown so beautifully and he couldn't help but blush, feeling weak in the knees as they moved closer together. Seven years had gone by in the blink of an eye to the halo-adorned man, and he appeared captivated at his grown son as he continued to touch and stroke his hair and skin. Gohan sighed against the touches and took his father's hand in his, staring at him with flushed cheeks. He professed how much he missed him and how he couldn't believe he was there, becoming overwhelmed with emotion as he pressed himself against the larger man, tingling sensations running down his spine right to his cock. He grasped the back of his father's head and pressed their lips together as he succumbed to his aching desires, stumbling backwards with the larger man before pushing him against a wall. His strong lips forced their mouths apart, sliding his tongue inside to taste him, feeling strong hands grip his back. He moaned and moved his mouth against his father's, encouraged by the surprised, whimpering noises that the older man made. The larger, smooth tongue of his father licked against his lips and Gohan greedily sucked on it, grinding their hips together. He crushed their lips together again and shivered when he and his father began winding their tongues together. A hand moved down his muscular back and he whined in surprise when his bum was grabbed, taking his father's bottom lip between his teeth and giving it a tug. His body was throbbing with excitement and he could sense that the larger Saiyan's was too, pulling away from his counterpart with a flushed face, apologizing between pants to his father for his behavior but that it was only because he so desperately missed him.
His father gave an encouraging, light-hearted laugh and patted Gohan's shoulder, leaning forward to give the younger Saiyan a smaller kiss. He confessed to having missed him just as much as well.
END.
