Disclaimer: ~rolls eyes~ I hate these things! I don't own DBZ or anything else that relates to it!

Warning: This chapter contains scenes of, somewhat, descriptive sex that involves two males. If you are too queasy or feel uneasy reading these types of situations, skip them.

Author's Note: I suppose I don't need to explain further what this chapter is about, but please, do not flame me! This is my "first" attempt at making something like this readable for people other than myself! Hopefully, this won't turn out too bad ~winces~ This is also told from both points of view. I couldn't decide which one, so I used both. R&R!

Chapter Ten

~*Goten's Point of View*~

"Then kiss me, Trunks-kun, if that's what you want."

My heart pounded through my chest. Had I actually just said that? Apparently I had because Trunks's fingers were fisting in my mane of black, tighter than before, and he pulled me forward, the tips of our noses touching. The anticipation of this moment was driving me crazy, and I was beginning to doubt my first thought that this was what he had wanted. Was he only doing this to prove how sick-minded I was, or did he truly- Gathering my courage, I took the finally step, lifting my head with a slight tilt and connected our lips, sending both of our senses spinning.

I could feel the heat from his mouth pouring into my skin, burning a trail of hot sensation through my body, and my hands lifted up, clasping his waist even as his stiffened in my hair. I felt the momentary pause of hesitation and then his tongue swept across my lips, begging for entrance, and I could do nothing but oblige him. As soon as his touched mine, only briefly, I felt a shock wash over me, almost similar to that of going Super Saiyajin, and I moaned unintelligibly, gripping his hips so hard that my knuckles turned white, even as my tongue twined with his. He slid his hands down the sides of my face, cupping it in between them, and increased the intensity of the kiss, using skill much greater than my own to have me clinging to him as if he were a life line.

This was what I had dreamt of, ever since he'd left, and good Kami-sama, it was more than I could handle. He was going to burn me alive, but it felt good just the same.

Slowly, he pulled away, his eyes opening to reveal orbs of liquid violet. I didn't even know that they could become such a color, and a smile touched his lips even as he ran his tongue over them, savoring, and I trembled. Did he like doing this to me?

"Trunks-" His fingers touched my mouth, silencing me despite my plea, and his breath tickled the sensitive part of my neck as he came closer, his silky hair caressing the underside of my throat. His teeth nipped, not too hard but with enough force to have my knees shaking, and fearful that I would fall, I clutched at him, slanting my head back slightly to give him better access and he pillaged, setting fire to my wits.

I bit my lip, refusing to cry out at the feelings, some old and most fresh to my clouded mind, he created, partially wondering if he was knowing the same thing. Did I please him enough? Prepared to not let him get the better of me, I roughly forced him back, grinning benevolently even as my hands reached up and ripped the scarf tied loosely around his neck in half, sending it to the ground.

~*Trunks's Point of View*~

My bandana fluttered to our feet, making me swallow intensely and I only stare at him, Goten, my knowingly soon-to-be lover. Although I had never actually done this before, I had fantasized about it, doing things hardly imaginable to my best friend with him crying out my name in such a way that the thought alone had me ready, but he was taking a new turn, unwilling to let me do all of it, as I had hoped. My nerves were already thin, and as he stared at me with dark eyes of pure black, mischievous thoughts running rampant through them, I could feel them tearing into pieces. I didn't know if I could hold out for any more foreplay; we had been going at it for nearly thirty years already, even if we hadn't realized it.

"Chibi, you're going to-" Before I could even finish what I had to say, he kissed me softly, almost teasingly, letting his tongue and his teeth lightly caress the inside of my mouth as his hands slid under the edges of my jacket, easily sliding it over my shoulders and to the floor. As I whimpered for him to stop torturing me and get whatever it was he was planning over with, his nimble fingers slipped under my shirt, tormenting my skin with delicate strokes that had my muscles in a knot. His hands radiated warmth I had never felt before, and I just felt like melting into a blissful puddle of longing. He broke the kiss, but his hands remained, driving me crazy.

"Stop worrying so much," he murmured in an exceedingly thick voice. "We'll go slow." I shook my head, blinded by the situation.

"No, that's not what I want, Chibi," I replied, gliding my own fingers down his arms to join with his beneath my sweater. His confusion pleased me and I smiled, stepping close enough so that our hips rubbed together.

"But, I-"

"I want you right now!" Even as I said those words, I could feel him reacting, and while his hands quickly grabbed at the barriers on my body that lay between us, mine fumbled with his, trying to get them off as quickly as possible without tearing them any more than necessary. The sexual tension was so great that when he pulled and I tugged, we both went sprawling backwards onto the ground, our minds unable to think clearly, but it would not hinder us. We laughed together, crawling towards each other with reserved speed, and met halfway, our mouths joining even as the amusement died down and we continued what we were doing, only more slowly and with greater care.

He drew me to my feet, my will power almost gone even as we separated so that I could drag my shirt over my head. Not insensible, one way or the other, I threw it behind me, taking no notice as to where it had went. Adding to that disappearing pile of clothing, my gloves, I reached for the buckle of my belt, thinking to take it off when I felt a hand hindering my actions. I looked up, Goten's face dark within the shadows of the realm we inhabited, as he slowly sank to his knees in front of me as his fingers reached forward. I swallowed harshly, my heart picking up in its rhythm. I think I had finally lost my nerve because, as far as I could tell, he wasn't wearing anything other than his boxers. How had he managed that task so quickly?

I had the unknowing feeling that I was about to find out.

~*Goten's Point of View*~

Sheer guessing alone told me that Trunks was losing a battle between what he wanted to happen and what he thought was right, and I couldn't let him back down when we were so close to coming together. Kami, I nearly tasted the excitement in my mouth at the prospect, and if I knew anything about my best friend, he wanted it as well. I supposed living with the parents he had made him wary of his feelings. I wanted to change that and I would try my damnedest to make it happen.

I unfastened his belt, pulling it through the loops of his khakis and tossing it over my shoulder. Hmm, that might make for an interesting toy later, but not right now. I wanted just him and me, nothing else. Working quickly with the button and zipper, I discarded him of his pants, leaving him facing me in boxers suitable for his personality. They were black and almost as silky as his hair, but that wasn't what had me grinning wider than before. His erection lay tight against the material, stretching it almost painfully, and I felt myself hardening even as I stared at him before slipping my hand underneath the elastic band and enclosing his member in my hand.

The cry that fell from his lips encouraged me and I tugged his boxers down, freeing him from its confines, and mouth open, I engulfed his thickness, throating as much as possible. A pleasing moan erupted from his body, sending a tremor through me even as I began to move my head back and forth, creating a suction tight enough to have Trunks bury his fingers in my hair while his hips bucked forward. I nearly choked, sending an unfamiliar vibration through both of us, but I pulled back quick enough to make it seem as though I had planned it and used my tongue to work the underside and head of his cock. Trunks was on the verge of release, I could feel it, and bringing my hand down from the position on his hip, I massaged his balls lightly, only once before his entire body stiffened and he came, ejaculating hot semen partially down my throat as he screamed out my name. I swallowed as much as I could manage and slowly brought his half- hardened member from my mouth, turning him around with ease.

He was in such a state of shocked pleasure that he readily did as I prompted, and before his legs could give out, I brought him to his knees. The erection I had sustained from keeping my lover in this game was so painful, I almost came when he reared back, knowing what was to come next, and although knowing it would cause some pain for him, I steadied his hips, positioned myself, and entered him in one hard thrust, causing a groan to come from both of us.

~*Trunks's Point of View*~

The pain was fleeting, though unbearable as he stretched me, but I didn't care. This was Goten, the gentlest person I knew and if he had caused me some physical discomfort, it was most likely an accident or a by- product of his need. His hardness was evidence of that, and I could feel him in me, solid and deep and real. Oh, Kami, everything was real, and if he didn't start doing something, I was going to be driven more insane than I already was.

As if reading my thoughts, he began to move, sometimes painfully fast and other times agonizingly slow, but always with the same precision and vigor, bringing his name from my throat each time he pulled back and then thrust in again. The pace was quickening, burning liquid fire through me as I felt him reaching his climax, and as his arms tightened around me, bringing me closer that one finally time, lights flashed before my closed eyes as he screamed out his release, swelling and breaking the flood deeply within me.

We collapsed, sweaty and tangled, and-

Together.

After all of the harsh realties and worse case scenarios, we were finally together, even if it were for only a short time. I sighed, not wanting to move and listened to his breathing, as I stared up at the dark sky, smiling happily to myself.

A/N: ~hands over face~ Is it over? Well, I suppose it is, or this chapter at least. How was that? Please, be nice and don't flame me, I can't take the humiliation. I struggled through this part to make it worth reading. Leave me a review and ~cracks whip~ I didn't know Goten had it in him to be the dominant one ^_~

So much for them trying to find a way out ^.^