Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ All Tied Up ❯ Part Three ( Chapter 3 )

All Tied Up

(Section 3)

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On the way to Gohan's house, Piccolo made himself new clothes. This was rather difficult because his arms were tied and he had to face his hands towards his chest at a rather strange angle. They tried everything they could think of to remove the tape. Now, they were sitting on the bed, Gohan brutally attacking the bonds with scissors, but to no effect. Frustrated, he threw them down on the bed and glared at the tape, sure that it was the spawn of the devil himself.

"It's no use, Gohan. That tape is powered with Roshi's ki. Only he can remove it."

Gohan started in surprised and reached out with his mind, feeling the tape. "You're right. I didn't notice it before. So, how do we get it off?"

Piccolo frowned, feeling the tape as well. "It's bound to wear off sometime. We could wait."

Gohan smiled. "Charging the tape with his ki was a good idea to make it stronger."

Piccolo nodded and began to rise. "Yes, it is. I have to go now Gohan."

Gohan frowned. "I don-" he began and then stopped, embarrassed by what he almost let slip.

Piccolo looked at the boy intently. "What is it, Gohan?"

Gohan sighed and looked away, standing and crossing the room to his desk. "It's nothing. You should go. Mom would be mad if she caught you here."

Piccolo frowned, knowing full well that his pupil was hiding something from him. "Does it have anything to do about today, Gohan?" asked Piccolo, floating across the room to stand beside the boy.

Gohan nodded slightly, feeling the blood in his face burn.

Piccolo sounded annoyed as he asked, "Well? What is it, Gohan? Why were you so insistent on rescuing me when no one else was?

Gohan stood and put some distance between them as he decided not to beat around the bush and just say what he needed to say. "Piccolo, you're probably not going to talk to me ever again. You probably will hate me and never want to see me again, but I have to tell you."

Piccolo raised an eyebrow at that, amused by the dramatic way that his pupil was acting. He already knew what it was that Gohan was going to say. It was all too clear over the past years that Gohan was feeling different around him. From the way that Gohan acted and looked at him. It all spoke volumes to the passive and seemingly detached Namek. Now, seeing Gohan stutter with embarrassment, he couldn't help feeling sorry for the teen. Floating across the room once more because he was unable to walk with tied feet, he stopped before Gohan who was still babbling.

"…I know that you probably will never think of me the same way again and I understand if-" Gohan stopped mid-sentence as the smell of a forest after the rain reached his nostrils and he knew right away that it was his teacher. Looking up, he was startled to see a slight smirk on Piccolo's face as he leaned towards him.

"You don't have to say anything Gohan. I know."

Gohan looked at him with slight fear in his eyes. "You know? Oh Kami!" he exclaimed, covering his face with his hands.

~ H Scene! Stop here if you don't want to read it. Resume at the next marks section. But it's be better if you skimmed it. Information is contained within. ~

Piccolo continued to smirk as he reached out with both hands and as much as he was able to with detained wrists, caught Gohan's hands in his and removed them from his face. Gohan looked up into the mischievous eyes of his master before his eyes widened as he was pushed onto the bed.

Gohan looked at his mentor in shock. "Piccolo… what are you doing?"

Piccolo smirked. "Well, what are you going to do to make it up to me for having to wait this long for you to tell me how you feel?"

When Gohan didn't respond and just continued to look at him in shock, he continued. "You could pay extra training time. Get me in better relation with your mom. Tell the others that I am really a very bad guy and that they shouldn't trust me. Gather the Dragonballs." He glanced down at his student, still pinned beneath him and his eyes widened slightly with surprise.

"Or," said Gohan, wielding the feather duster he had placed on his bed that morning in order to dust his room, "I could do this!" With an evil grin, Gohan held the duster up and began to run it slowly atop of his master's bare head.

Piccolo cursed his luck for not creating a hat when he had the time, and was unable to focus the mind power required to do so because of the torture his sensitive antenna were receiving from the teen.

Gohan flashed a devilish grin when he felt Piccolo's grip loosen and he swiftly flipped them both over, never once halting the ministrations he was performing on Piccolo's antenna. For a few more moments, he continued to make Piccolo squirm, fully aware that the feathers were ticking his poor teacher like crazy. Finally, he stopped and laid the feather duster to the side.

As soon as he was able, Piccolo glared at him and growled, "That was not what I meant!"

Gohan raised an eyebrow playfully and said, "What did you mean then?"

Piccolo was about to reply, but the soft pressure on his lips stopped him from being able to say anything. The unfamiliar feeling of soft lips against his startled him so much that he forgot to react to the kiss.

Gohan pulled away for a moment, long enough for Piccolo to better understand what was happening, and then when he moved to kiss Piccolo once more. Piccolo kissed back, making Gohan gasp softly at the feeling.

Inexperienced as he was, Piccolo quickly caught on, unaware that Gohan was just as inexperienced as he was on the arts of kissing another being, much less a male.

After a few moments, the kiss deepened, and Piccolo brought his two hands up to grasp Gohan's hair tightly. As if on cue, Gohan broke the kiss long enough to straddle his teacher, his knees on either side of the prone body. Then, instead of reinitiating the kiss, he bent over and captured one of Piccolo's antenna in his mouth.

Piccolo gasped in shock and his back arched slightly as he suddenly felt himself grow hard. Gohan smirked, knowing that he had hit Piccolo dead on in his erogenous zone and doubled his attack. Running his tongue over the thin appendage in his mouth and lightly sucking was making Piccolo moan slightly under him.

Piccolo couldn't believe what he was feeling. The feeling of Gohan's mouth on his antenna was something that he had never experienced before. He was now thoroughly hard and he suddenly became determined to make Gohan feel the same way. Thinking for a moment, he could remember that when he cut off Gohan's tail all those years ago, there had remained a slightly fuzzy spot there. Knowing how sensitive Saiya-jin tails were, he decided to see if the spot would do anything to Gohan when lightly touched.

Gohan was just beginning to move his hands down Piccolo's chest in an attempt to remove his shirt when he gasped in shocked pleasure, causing him to lose the hold that he had on Piccolo's antenna. Gohan was unable to fight the feeling that he was experiencing. Piccolo was torturing him by lightly stroking his tail spot. A spot that Gohan had no idea was so sensitive.

However, Gohan's undoing was not his tail spot. With a lustful grin, Piccolo bought his hands down and rubbed them against Gohan's swollen crouch. With another gasp, all control left him and he savagely attacked Piccolo's shirt with his hands, ripping it away from Piccolo's chest.

After the shirt was gone, Gohan captured Piccolo's mouth with his once more and just when it was beginning to heat up, moved from his mouth to trail kisses along Piccolo's jaw until he reached his neck. Once there, he slightly sucked the soft skin, feeling the pulse just beneath the surface. Suddenly an instinct that he didn't understand took over his mind, and surrendering to it, he bit down on Piccolo's neck, sucking the blood hungrily.

Piccolo opened his mouth in shock at the sudden pain of getting bitten and had to fight the instinct to fight back that rose strongly in him. After about half a minute, the pain subsided and another wave of pleasure flooded his mind, leaving him a little confused on how a bite could cause pleasure.

As Gohan drank, all conscious thought left him, leaving only his instincts behind telling him what do next. When he was through, he pulled back to look at Piccolo, smirking slightly when he heard the slight groan of disappointment. "Eager now are we?" he asked as he ran his hands down his mentor's heated flesh.

Piccolo arched, sliding his arms over Gohan's head, removing the shirt in one smooth tug. Tossing it aside, he contemplated how to accomplish the difficult task of removing Gohan's pants with his wrists tied. Gohan started to trail heated kisses down his chest as he tried desperately to focus and think of a solution.

With a relieved smirk, he decided to go for the simple solution and raised his ki, effectively dissolving both of their remaining clothing. Gohan raised an eyebrow and scooted back so he could study Piccolo, liking what he saw. Now the real fun could begin.

Gohan teasingly traced his finger down Piccolo's chest and looked at him, licking his lips seductively. Piccolo gulped, not knowing what to think of the way that his normally placid student was acting. "Gohan, what are you planning?" he asked nervously. The situation was completely out of his control now and he knew that Gohan knew this.

"Nothing much," Gohan whispered huskily. "Just what you suggested earlier...and pay back."

Piccolo didn't like the sound of that one bit. He couldn't recognize Gohan at all. Nothing about him was familiar anymore. However the raging warmth of his need couldn't be ignored either and he smirked at the teen. "You think that you can take me? Big talk for someone so young."

"Young? I'm 17." Gohan smirked. "And you are only four years older than me"

Piccolo's eyes widened slightly at the truth from the younger man's lips. Opening his mouth to reply, no sound was able to make it's way out of him as the half-Saiya-jin pushed him down onto the bed, immediately resting his smaller body on his own.

"Speechless?" the demi-Saiya-jin chuckled, looking straight into the eyes of his captive, a look of pure lust upon his face. Gohan gently ran his tongue across Piccolo's nipples, making the body beneath him moan and shiver with pleasure.

Piccolo gasped as pleasure ripped through him, surprised that his student was inflicting this kind of pleasure on him. With a moan, he bent his knees as much as his tied feet would allow and pinned them to Gohan's sides.

Gohan grunted at the slight distraction but couldn't be swayed from the torture that he was determined to inflict on his teacher. His kisses trailed further along down the body until he reached his destination. His tongue slid across Piccolo's shaft as if he were a child with a lollipop, trying to savour the moment.

Piccolo growled, his hands tightening in Gohan's hair. Gohan, feeling the pressure, placed his hands on Piccolo's waist, holding his hips down to keep them from bucking. Deep throating Piccolo's erection, Gohan hummed, tightening his grip on his mentor's hips and making sure the noise reverberated in his throat, causing a small cry to burst from the older man's mouth.

Pulling away slightly, the half Saiya-jin let his tongue slowly travel up the hypersensitive flesh, stopping when only the head was resting in his mouth, tongue dipping in the slit at the end before plunging his head down again.

Piccolo moaned, attempting to buck his hips as Gohan ran his tongue down his shaft to the base and then up to the head, sliding it under the flesh of skin at the top. Piccolo grasped the blanket tightly in his hands as Gohan's hands and hips prevented future movement.

With a loud moan of deep disappointment, he twisted his head to the side as Gohan's warm mouth left his member, the air in the room feeling colder than it was. Gohan smirked sadistically at his teacher and bent over to whisper in his ear, "How bad do you want me?" Gohan was having a very hard time keeping control of himself as the smell of freshly fallen rain flooded his nostrils, but he swore that he was not going to be the one to give in first.

Piccolo's eyes narrowed as the teen teased him, testing his endurance. "Gohan," his voice, heavy with desire, growled. "When are you going to stop playing around?"

Gohan smirked and moved his fingers in taunting circles along his mentor's body. "When you make me."

Piccolo growled up at Gohan, who was smirking down at him, thoroughly enjoying himself. With a mighty twist, Piccolo turned them over, his control lost due to the friction caused by the movement. Suppressing a groan as his need was rubbed against Gohan's; he leaned down and claimed Gohan's lips fiercely.

Startled by this, Gohan gasped in surprise and Piccolo seized the opportunity to deepen the kiss further. The demi-Saiya-jin lost all his will power and gave in to his mentor, wrapping his arms around Piccolo.

The kiss continued to deepen as Piccolo ran his tongue along Gohan's bottom lip, requesting entrance. Gohan obliged, opening his mouth further and reaching his tongue out to lightly stroke his partner's. They both moaned slightly, as they broke apart and suddenly Gohan rolled them over again until he was on top.

"Well, Piccolo, it looks as if I am on top." Piccolo growled in response and Gohan smirked, asking, "Are you ready?"

Piccolo didn't say anything as Gohan placed his fingers in his mouth and began to suck on them seductively. Piccolo blinked watching the act and finally growled. "Stop teasing Gohan and get on with it!"

Gohan grinned, removing his fingers from his mouth and moving them in the direction of Piccolo's entrance. "Impatient aren't we?"

Piccolo growled and raised his hips slightly, granting room for Gohan's fingers. "As if you aren't."

Gohan just smirked and pushed inside. Piccolo gasped in pain and his eyes widened as Gohan began to add a second finger and stretch him, moving his fingers in a scissoring motion. After a bit the pain subsided and Piccolo relaxed. Suddenly, Gohan brushed something inside him and he cried out in surprise.

Gohan smirked, brushed it once more before removing his fingers, and ignoring his partner's small utterance of disapproval at the loss, placed Piccolo's legs on his shoulders. Piccolo raised an eyebrow, asking quietly what Gohan was up too. Gohan just smirked lustfully and buried himself quickly into his inexperienced partner.

Piccolo suppressed the cry of pain that he wanted to voice and forced himself to ignore it. The pain soon passed and Gohan began to move. Piccolo didn't feel anything at first, other than the uncomfortable movement, but then Gohan's member touched that place inside him again and he gasped aloud, arching into his partner's hips.

Gohan was in ecstasy. Piccolo was so warm and tight; it took all of his control to go slowly at first. Then, when Piccolo began to respond, he picked up the pace, pistoning in and out of his partner, his mind clouded over in bliss.

Piccolo moaned again as Gohan angled perfectly to hit that one spot each time and he moved into a rhythm that had him meeting Gohan's every thrust, their hips meeting each other smoothly each time.

Gohan was panting, moving in and out of Piccolo almost brutally. Pulling about until the head was just in, he would slam back in. Through the fog, he noticed his partner's need being ignored and reached out, grasping it in a firm hold.

Piccolo moaned again, loudly, as his engorged flesh was grasped, and his eyes rolled back with the pleasure that Gohan's stroking was causing. Gohan could feel his abdominal muscles tightened and he began to move faster, his hand moving in time with his movements.

Just when they could feel their release coming, there was a knock on the door, unheard above the loud gasps and pants that the two were making as they moved up and down on the bed. Neither of them heard the door open or saw Chichi walk in.

"Gohan," Chichi said cheerfully. "I was looking for the feather duster and thought that you-"

Chichi stopped dead in the doorway, shocked at what she saw happening on her son's bed. For a moment, all she could do was stand there, shock freeing her worlds upon her lips. Unable to say anything, she watched as Gohan moved in and out of the green skinned freak, moaning and panting his name repeatedly.

The moans and pants steadily increased in volume as Gohan tightened the hold that he had on Piccolo's legs, draped over his shoulders, allowing him to move with more force. Piccolo arched his back suddenly as Gohan hit his prostrate again and the pleasure ripped through his body, making him cry out, his power level skyrocketing, overloading the ki strengthened duck tape and incinerating them. His hands and feet free, he flipped them over and straddled Gohan's waist, pushing up and down on his lover with his powerful legs.

Chichi watched as Gohan's ki rose to match, his hair flickering to gold as he increased his speed. With an outraged cry, she decided that she had seen enough and stalked into the room just as Piccolo cried out again and bent over, biting down on Gohan's neck to muffle his next scream.

This was enough to make her gag in shock as she saw Gohan moan with the new pleasure, blood escaping from Piccolo's mouth and running down Gohan's neck in a crimson river.

She was knocked out of her daze as they began moving again and she could tell by the look on their faces and the way they were arching into each other that the end was near. She wasn't going to let them finish. With an outraged voice, she yelled, "Son Gohan! What in Dende's name are you doing?"

~ End H Scene! Safe to continue reading if you skipped to here. ~

Gohan and Piccolo stopped what they were doing. Gohan looked around Piccolo's body at her and Piccolo turned peering over his shoulder, seeing what the disruption was.

Chichi glared at them, her arms crossed over her chest. She didn't like the vacant look in their eyes as they looked at her. `Gohan is so grounded,' she thought.

Gohan didn't recognize his mom at first. His instincts were still strong in him and all he saw at that moment was a possible threat to his new mate. With a growl and a glare at the woman, he pulled Piccolo closer to his chest, sighing happily at the feeling of security it brought him.

Chichi was pissed at her son's insubordination and with a screech of anger yelled, "Gohan, I asked you a question!"

Gohan's hazy eyes blinked, becoming clearer as he was started by the horrible sound. Less than a second later, he recognized where the sound was coming from and his cheeks turned a bright red. "Mom. Umm… What are you doing here?" he asked nervously.

Chichi glared at them both as Piccolo got up from Gohan's body and sat beside him. Absently, she noticed the way that he didn't look at all concerned at all. Her eyes focused on Gohan like a hawk and she said dangerously, "Gohan, what do you think you were doing?"

Gohan was very uncomfortable as he glanced at Piccolo out of the corner of his eyes, seeking reassurance. "Mom… I…" He sighed and decided that the truth would be the best option. Sighing, he faced his mother squarely, his face resolved. "Mom, Piccolo and I are mates now. According to some Saiya-jin instinct, when I bit Piccolo, it claimed him as my mate. It is the same as being married like you and dad were."

Chichi frowned in confusion, forgetting her anger for the moment. "What do you mean, mates? And how do you know that you are mated anyway?" she asked.

Gohan smiled slightly. "Well, I bit Piccolo and when I did, I suddenly had a flash of insight and realized instinctively what it meant." Gohan shrugged. "Plus, I overheard dad asking Vejita about it shortly after they got together. There are a lot of things that Saiya-jin do instinctively. Like changing into Oozaru and fighting. There isn't anything you can do, mom."

Chichi looked at him, her face expressionless, trying to process the information. After a moment, her face twisted in rage and Gohan knew that this was going to be a long night.

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~One Week Later~

The whole group was once again sitting in a circle, a green glass bottle in the center. Delicious smells were wafting in their direction from the food that Chichi and Bulma were preparing for the barbeque that Chichi had arranged a week ago. The women were occupied elsewhere, leaving only Yamcha, Tien, Chou-Su, Piccolo, Gohan, Vejita, and Goku alone to do what they wished.

The whole group was listening in rapt attention as Gohan described to them in vivid detail all that happened a week ago when Master Roshi took Piccolo. They were all enjoying the way that his face had turned bright red in embarrassment. It was all part of the game. The bottle landed on him and remembering what happened a week ago with Piccolo getting kidnapped, he had decided to go with Truth. 'Truth' was just as bad as 'Dare'.

Every once in a while he turned to look at Piccolo, sitting stoic beside him, and felt a little better. According to the terms of the challenge, he had to tell them everything that happened after he took off to follow Roshi.

When he finally got to the end of the lemon scene, they were all looking at him bug eyed, which immediately turned to disbelief as he told them of Chichi walking in and finding them. Once he was through telling them of the small conversation and what he had told her he continued with the rest of the story, summing up the situation. "She was very pissed and told me I wasn't allowed to see Piccolo ever again and I told her that she wasn't my boss, so she grounded me and made Piccolo leave. She then yelled some more and I said that I was going to leave the next day. She got so mad she was unable to talk and left. After she was gone, I took a very, very cold shower and then packed my stuff and left the next morning to live with Piccolo."

When Gohan was finished, he turned to look at Piccolo and smiled at him. Piccolo smirked back and they meet in a light kiss, Gohan's embarrassment fading away.

They were brought back by a cough and found the others looking at them pointedly. Gohan blushed and asked, "So, my turn to spin the bottle, right?" The others nodded and Gohan spun the bottle. It landed on Chou-Su and Gohan asked, "Truth or Dare, Chou-Su?"

Chou-Su thought for a moment and then said, "Dare."

Gohan grinned wickedly as he thought of what he was going to the little guy, making Chou-Su scoot back away from him worriedly.

`This is not going to be good,' thought Chou-Su. `Not good at all.'

-The End-

Note: I had qualms about the sex scene. After all, whom do I know that would have sex with someone on the same night they told him or her how they feel? No one, that's who. Therefore, it wasn't easy to write that Gohan and Piccolo would do so. However, stalling the lemon scene for a year or so would change the feel of the story and I didn't want to do that. So there you are. :)

Oh! And I forgot all about the revenge that Piccolo promised to exact on everyone. It was Xzanayu that pointed this out. *sweetdrops* Might take me a while to find an idea for that. Unless I get a challenge to write it soon…

Dedications: I'd like to thank all of the following people for help on this story:

Felix, Koco, HalfNorn, Vampy, Verona, Demonmiko and Skippy for betaing this and/or telling me what they think about it.

Thanks to Koco and Sazza for help on the lemon. They had great ideas that came in handy when I ran up against an inspiration wall. *grin*

And especially thanks to Anna, for giving me the original idea about a nude Piccolo a long time ago. For without that idea, the story would never have been written. :)

Could you tell that this was my first lemon? *Grin* Oh, please read and review. I always read my reviews and I want to know what you all think of this. No matter when you read it, leave a review anyway.