Title: Heads and Tails
Rating: M
Pairings/Characters: Cell/Gohan
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Dragon Ball Z, characters, etc., all belong to their respective creators.
Warnings: tail worshipping, tail stimulation, begging, power play, hands free orgasm, shameless smut, PWP
Summary: "He knew his tail could be sensitive; he had no idea just how much." By complete accident, Gohan finds out something new about Cell's body. More specifically: his tail and how stimulating it can be to him.
A/N: From a thought I had one day: "What if Gohan found out Cell's tail is an erogenous zone?" Sequel to come with more tail action.
The first time his hand brushed against the appendage, it was an accident. Truth be told, Gohan was still weirded out by the tail that was nestled between the wings and could grow in length and retract. The stinger remained as sharp as ever, and because he didn't want to risk getting poked, he typically gripped either the android's shoulders, arms, or sides whenever they fucked. If Cell chose to rest on top of him for a respite afterward, he was mindful of the tail when wrapping his arms around him.
His hand lazily trailed from a wing onto the exposed rounded end, and he didn't realize his mistake until Cell's entire body shuddered and tensed, and a breathy noise of pleasure came from him. Hurriedly, Gohan pulled his arm away, resulting in the android relaxing almost instantly and offering a soft, yet gruff, growl of protest. This response intrigued the young man; setting his apprehension aside, he gradually began stroking the unconcealed portion of the tail, trailing his fingers down to the tip of the stinger and up again. Almost immediately, Cell went stiff and released a guttural moan, burying his face in the crook of the Saiyan's shoulder.
Beneath his fingers, Gohan felt the tail get longer, yet it stayed at a length that allowed him to continue touching it all the way down to the point. Hot breath warmed his skin as Cell's breathing grew heavier before the android eventually resituated to where he was on all fours, his head lying on Gohan's chest.
"Feels that good, huh?" Gohan asked silkily.
"Nnnhnn….." was all he got for a reply.
He scooted out from under the large body to better fondle the appendage. The moment his fingers clasped around it and he commenced moving up and down at a slow pace, Cell was trembling incessantly, his back arching upward into the touch like a cat being lovingly petted. His hands balled into fists, he rested his forehead against the mattress, and he couldn't refrain from shamelessly whimpering as Gohan persisted. The blinding ecstasy was nothing like he'd ever known; even the way Gohan tended to his cock all the times previous – it didn't come close to the sheer pleasure he felt coursing through every nerve in his being right now. He had no explanation for it.
The tail elongated more to where Gohan could easily put his lips to it from where he sat if he wanted to. Curious to see how much more Cell could handle, he did just that. His tongue was the first to make contact, and the lust-filled groan that came from the android was unlike any noise he'd heard him emit before.
"Gohan," Cell huffed, his whole body shaking in addition to his voice. "Don't make me beg."
The Saiyan smirked. "Would you?"
A frustrated, unamused growl and a scathing scowl was the answer.
Gohan chuckled. "Come on. I can tell how much you want me to continue. This is already a first for both of us. Why not make it another first? I can give you a taste."
He slid his tongue along the tail, causing Cell to see stars and grind his hips down into the bed as his arousal was taken to unprecedented levels.
"I can do more. But I need you to say it."
Cell snarled, utterly flustered. "And since when do you delight in such wicked cruelty?"
Gohan genuinely laughed at this. "I don't know. Maybe it's because you're a bad influence on me."
The android gritted his teeth and sighed. "I suppose I can't argue that fact. Fine then. Have it your way…." He paused briefly, willing himself to speak the detestable word. "Please."
"Please what?"
He glared at Gohan, who was grinning victoriously. "….Please keep going. Please….use your mouth. I….need it. Please."
"Since you're begging so nicely, okay."
Devoting his sincere attention to the task, Gohan glided his tongue along the appendage while his fingers delicately fondled the rounded end as if it were the sensitive head of his cock; indeed, Cell reacted as if it was, though far more intensely. He collapsed onto the bed, a quaking, submissive mess that had the Saiyan feeling pride from causing this. The wet smoothness of Gohan's tongue made his tail squirm almost uncontrollably, prompting the young man to grasp it with his other hand to steady it. His sounds of pure, inconceivable pleasure were partially muffled from half of his face being pressed against the mattress, allowing Gohan to still watch the waves of ecstasy roll over him by how his eyes would roll back before shutting tightly, and his mouth would hang open before clenching his jaw. It was as if he'd lost all control of moving his body; the only thing he could do was succumb to the mind-blowing sensations, helplessly unable to do anything but quiver from rapture.
As Gohan continued to make love to Cell's tail, he utilized various methods – his tongue, his lips, his hands, his breath. Anything that could stimulate the flesh. He was rewarded with the android's heavy panting and groaning, along with his whole being practically convulsing.
When he dared to lick the length of the stinger itself several times over and then carefully encased it in his mouth, Cell threw his head back, gasping and moaning wildly, his hands clawing at the bedsheets. It was overwhelming, to say the least, and it only became more so the second Gohan commenced sucking the sharp tip. This was on a completely different level from anything he'd ever experienced prior in their many intimate trysts with one another. He knew his tail could be sensitive; he had no idea just how much.
From the way Cell's body would stiffen and relax repeatedly, Gohan knew he was nearing the peak. He maintained his vigorous sucking, his own cock leaking precum due to this new type of debauchery and the way Cell was thoroughly enjoying it.
Cell eventually came the hardest he ever had, every part of him on fire with pleasure as he braced himself against the mattress and spilled his thick semen onto it. The stinger flexed briefly inside Gohan's mouth, who carefully pulled away and proceeded to gently caress it until it returned to its normal pointy shape. He watched patiently in silence as Cell struggled to recover from the powerful orgasm, to float down from the extraordinary high he'd been elevated to. They'd deal with the mess on the bedsheets underneath him later; for now, the android didn't seem interested in moving any time soon.
Very slowly, the tail started retracting until it was once again mostly hidden between the wings. Gohan smiled and ran his hands along Cell's legs up to his back, loving the way Cell was still shaking nearly ten minutes later.
"I guess there's always something new to learn about you," he murmured. "Who knew the world's strongest weapon ever created was also susceptible to pleasure just like the rest of us," he laughed.
Cell merely grunted in disapproval, incapable of piecing together a coherent sentence for a rebuttal.
"I'm kidding. It's not like it's a weakness. For as much as I like our battles with each other, I'd say this is more fun."
Another grunt, yet this one was far less indignant.
Lying down beside the motionless form, Gohan soothingly stroked the back of Cell's neck and joked, "Maybe one of these days we'll get even more crazy. That tail of yours is something else."
