Disclaimer: I am far too lazy to come up with quite a complex series such as Dragon ball Z. I don't own it, nor do I wish I owned it, because that sounds like a lot of work…

Summary: 14 drabbles about Goten and Trunks' Valentine's Day.

Word count: 860

Rated M for language, eventual sexual scenes, etc.

Our Valentine's Day

Drabble #7- Kissing (revised)

Goten has an addiction to kissing.

Trunks had suspected for a while now. At first, he never thought much of it. So what if Goten kissed him a lot? Everyone was different, and everyone liked different things. Goten liked kissing a bit more than the average person—not exactly something to freak out about.

As the issue progressed, however, Trunks could not help but to freak out a little. After all, just that morning he counted a total of thirty-three kisses in less than one hour. That couldn't be healthy. There was no way a person could desire kissing as much as Goten did. The only logical deduction was that there was a problem and it needed to be addressed.

So, he did in fact bring the subject up with Goten. Initially, he had been wary to bring up the issue. What if Goten was embarrassed? What if he freaked out? What if he was so traumatized that he never kissed Trunks again?

Ultimately, he decided that Goten's wellbeing was far more important that any reaction he could be faced with.

The Son in question simply quirked his brow, and said, "You're irresistible, Trunks. I just can't help myself." He then proceeded to prove his point.

That was not a fitting answer to Trunks' concern. Denial was not a fitting answer.

Most people would probably think he was overreacting, but he knew that he wasn't. It was not even just the amount of times that Goten kissed him, but even the places! All day Goten would kiss him, everywhere he could reach. When he said everywhere, he meant everywhere. Trunks once woke up to Goten kissing his elbow. Who the fuck kisses an elbow?

Yes, there was definitely something wrong with Goten, and Trunks needed to fix it.

... Maybe not right this very second, though, because Goten is still kissing him, making sure that their lips are pressed as hard as they can be together. It's not long before his tongue peeks out, licks gently across Trunks' bottom lip, and slips into his mouth. Additionally, Goten likes to be kissed, so despite Trunks' concern he obliges him, pressing back and swirling their tongues together.

Another thing that Goten liked to do was administer confusing kisses. He hated Goten's confusing kisses. To begin his point, he would like to reiterate the fact that it goes without saying that Goten was a rather sexual creature. With that said, it was easy to imagine just how dangerous Goten became once his perverted mind was set. His kisses became a weapon, clouding your thoughts and warping your desires until all you wanted was to be moaning and writhing underneath him like his own personal whore.

The second point was actually the flip side. Just as much as Goten was sex-driven, he was also an utterly and completely hopeless romantic. At those times his kisses were gifts, and while they were commonly given, they were so sweet that all you could think about was getting more. Now imagine that Goten had the potential to take either route he wanted but kept you from knowing which until the very last second. Scary.

Admittedly, Trunks didn't typically mind (he was secretly fond of both sides), but it was annoying when they were out at a restaurant or something and it was impossible to tell if Goten simply wanted a kiss or was hoping to bend him over the table right next to the steak and napkin dispenser. Another reason why this needed to be stopped.

So, what would Goten choose now? Sexy or sweet. Sexy or sweet…

The first one.

He knew this because Goten's lips had left his face to instead trail across his jaw. Trunks hissed when those lips pressed against his neck, and he bit his own lip once they touched his collarbone.

In the back of his mind he knows that he should put a stop to this. He can't keep letting Goten distract him from his work and he can't fall asleep like last time, and dammit Goten has a problem and he shouldn't be encouraging it—

It's once his shirt is off and Goten's lips are dancing across his chest that he remembers why in fact he has a 'back of the mind'—to dump thoughts that were of less importance than his current necessities. Apparently, the need to be kissed is a necessity.

Goten is making quick work of him, marking all of his upper body in record time before pulling off his pants. It's while his jeans are sliding off his legs that Trunks remembers that his lack of protest is not okay.

Maybe he has a problem as well.

Maybe… he's addicted to getting kissed.

That doesn't make it anymore okay though. If anything, it's just another problem that needs looking into. They both need to seek help; they can't go on like this.

Of course, it's at that same moment that Goten kisses in between his legs, and he concludes that their rehabilitation just has to wait for another time, preferably one where Trunks is not shuddering and demanding that Goten use his fucking tongue already.

End

This was the drabbliest drabble that I have ever drabbled.