Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dude Looks Like A Lady ❯ Chapter Thirty-Eight ( Chapter 38 )

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Innocence is Futile
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Dude Looks Like A Lady
By Raven Pan and Alison Sky
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Chapter Thirty-Eight
January 28, 798 (saturday)
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It was Saturday. Goten opened her eyes, feeling the arms of Trunks around her waist, and moaned softly. For about a week now, Trunks had taken to driving her wild, then not finishing what he started, and it was getting to be insane.

Goten wanted to know what it was like to have sex as a female... and she wanted her once wife to show her. And Today... today she would get it.

She rolled over to face Trunks, examining his body, looking for a way to start what she hoped would end with what she wanted.

"Goten..." Trunks moaned in his sleep, shifting slightly, obviously dreaming of her - whether as male or female it wasn't obvious. what WAS obvious, however, was the effect it was having on him.

Goten smiled, then started to kiss Trunks neck gently, guiding him to lay on his back, her hand gently caressing his shoulder.

He groaned softly, too deep asleep to realise this wasn't part of his dream.

Once on his back, Goten slowly kissed down Trunks stomach, her fingers gently finding the waistband of his boxers and pulling them down. Springing from a bed of dark lavender curls, his shaft greeted her proudly as the man groaned her name once more in his sleep.

Goten run a finger along it... never having done this before... but watched having it done on her as a him enough that, perhaps, she could figure it out... slowly she leaned over and kissed the tip.

"Nnn..."

It tasted almost like Trunks' tongue... only harder... she smiled, then licked along the bottom of it, tasting the taut skin.

His thighs tensed slightly, as a low moan tore itself from his throat.

Must be doing this right... she smirked, then slowly drew him into her mouth, testing to see how much she could take.

He groaned, his hips pushing up slightly.

Goten moaned as well, pulling back, letting her tongue slide unlong the shaft, then flick the tip.

Trunks's eyes flew open, "Go... ten...?" he asked sleepily, not fully awake, thinking he was waking from his 'dream'.

Goten looked up and smirked, then pulled Trunks back into her mouth, moaning.

The vibrations of her mouth cauused him to groan, "Uhnnnn, Goten... you... uhhnnnnn...."

Goten moved a bit faster, moving her own hand down to gently touch herself, finding herself already wet, knowing what she wanted to do... to get him hard, then take him herself... not giving him a chance to leave her again...

"Stop...." he groaned, trying to wake.

Goten shook her head gently, then ran her teeth along his shaft gently, coming up to suck on his tip.

He groaned, "Goten..." he had to be the strong one. "Goten, you can't.... uhnnn...."

Goten released him, her hand coming to caress his shaft as she looked up at him. "I want you, Trunks... and I want you now..." she purred.

"No... we can't..." He tried to pull away.

Goten looked up at Trunks, her eyes begging. "Please Trunks... I need you..." she slid up his body to kiss his lips, her hand still on his shaft as her slit slid along it, the tip brushing against her nub as she did so, causing her to gasp.

He flipped her over so he was on top. "We can't," he said, a little more breathlessly. "At least not right now... try to cool down, think reasonably.... we don't even have any condoms!"

"I don't care... I want you in me!" Goten whimpered, reaching for him, her body screaming for sex.

"Goten, I'm not going to let you get pregnant - and I'm not going to take you, or let you make me take you.... you're just hormonal right now, it'll pass... it gets like this for about a week and then it passes," he soothed, kissing her shoulder, his fingers taking place at her warmth as he moved to the side.

"I DON'T CARE!" Goten shouted, grabbing his hair. "Trunks, I want you IN me, PLEASE!"

"I DO CARE! I care so much it hurts, Goten, and I'm not going to let you talk me into doing something that will make you hate me, that will make it impossible for us to go back to what it should be, I can't let you hate me, I care too much!" he shouted at her, pushing away and backing to the door. "I'm sorry, but I CAN'T!" he turned, slamming their bedroom door shut and leaning against it, jamming his hand through his long tangled hair.

"PLEASE Trunks!" Goten cried, her hand slipping to where his had just been, rubbing herself... needing to be touched.

The baby started screaming for attention just then, hungry, wet, upset at the anger and pain flowing through her parent's ki. Trunks didn't answer, going to her room to care for his daughter, his jaw grit tightly.

Goten heard their daughter, but knew Trunks would care for her. Crying, she lay back on the bed, rubbing herself, trying to get the feeling to go away... maybe if she just got rid of it herself... she wouldn't need Trunks so much....

"I'm going to regret this, Truten, aren't I...." Trunks asked, snuggling his daughter. "Your daddy's going to really make me regret this, I just know it. But..." he looked to the door, hearing the weeping, his heart breaking. "I can't deny Goten anything.... I just can't." He placed his daughter into her playpen with a few toys and a bottle, and carefully shut the door.

Goten's soft cries turned to whimpers as she closed her eyes, imagining Trunks in bed with her, his tongue dancing along where her fingers were... then sliding up her body and impaling her. She moaned, imagining how he would feel....

And with an inaudible click the door opened... weight pressed down on the bed moments before his tongue joined her fingers, dancing over her warmth, tasting her.

Goten shuddered, her breath hitching as her fingers still moved, her dream more real than she thought.

The fingers of his left hand joined hers, gently pressing into her as his tongue lapped at her nectar, then along the nub.

Goten's eyes opened, and she whimpered at seeing him there. "Trunks..." she cried, her hand coming to play in his hair.

He payed long attention there, trying to bring her to completion. He stiffened his tongue, dipping it within her, tasting her at her source.

Goten's back arched, crying out, happy for the attention... but her body screamed for more... she couldn't deny it... but knew that Trunks would.

But in stead of letting her ride the wave until she was exhausted, he began kissing up her body, paying attention to the sensitive skin beneath her breasts, kissing her breastbone, licking along her throat.

She panted, her hands travelling slowly down his back as he started upwards. "Please Trunks... " she whimpered quietly.

"Forgive me," he whispered, "I never could deny you anything for long," he said, positioning himself at her entrance. Swiftly, he impaled inside her, feeling himself push past her barrier, and stilling, holding her close. Kissing her, wishing he could give her what she wanted without the cost of pain.

Goten's eyes widened, and there was a tiny whimper of pain before her arms came around his neck, holding him close, kissing him passionatly. Inside her, a fire burned in her belly.

"Just tell me what you want," he whispered against her lips, kissing her with all the fiery passion that burned within him.

"I just want you to make love to me forever..." she whispered.

Slowly he pulled out, slowly he pressed back into her, groaning, "I'll do anything for you, you know that," he whispered back, nuzzling her throat as he set a slow, lingering pace.

Goten arched her back, feeling so complete now with him in her... this is what Trunks felt as a female... oh gods... it was perfect. She cried his name softly as she pressed up to meet him.

He moved with her, groaning at the sensation, "You feel sooo good," he moaned, nuzzling her throat still as he moved, one hand coming between them, his thumb flicking her nub as he angled his hips.

Goten cried out, pressing up against him hard as she came with that. "TRUNKS!" she screamed, grabbing his shoulders.

He grunted as she clamped down on him, fighting to keep control, stopping his movement momentarily, wanting to keep going, but he was so close, himself....

Goten held it a bit more, then slowly slid back down to the bed, panting, looking at Trunks, hoping it wasn't going to end already.

He caught his breath, and his stamina... this was something he hadn't done in a very long time - but he began to move again, setting a swifter pace this time, feeling her surround him, his hands exploring her perfectly gorgeous body.

Goten panted to match his pace, her legs spreading wider to give him a way to get even deeper. "Trunks, you feel soo good in me... " she purred.

He moaned, suckling at her throat, his hands coming to guide her legs to wrap tightly about him. "Goten..."

"Kami Trunks... take me..." Goten cried, her fingernails scratching down his back as she started to find release once more.

The stinging sensation caused by her clawing him, only brought him closer to the edge, causing Trunks to use all his willpower to keep from crashing over the edge as he kept pushing into her tight, hot, wet sheath, keeping her on the edge, driving her constantly over.

She cried out as she came again. Using her legs to pull him fully into her, arching her back so that her breasts were against his chest as she screamed in passion.

He grit his teeth, then growled as he felt himself release into her. As he did so, his mouth came down on hers in a bruising, posessive, needful kiss whilst he kept milking himself deep into her.

Goten didn't notice, passionate cries escaping into his mouth at the sensation of his release. She kissed him back deeply, her heart having missed this connection when their roles were reversed.

He propped himself on his elbows as he remained above her, deep inside her as he kissed her passionately.

Goten's arms gently ran up and down his back, relaxing a bit, concentrating on their kiss.

Trunks groaned into the kiss, his tongue stroking hers almost delicately, exploring her mouth as though mapping it for survival.

Goten let him, then the need for air made her pull her head back, panting and looking into Trunks' eyes.

Out of breath, he looked back at her, adoration, devotion in his eyes. "Wonderful," He whispered, kissing the corner of her mouth.

"So that's what you felt..." Goten panted, amazement in her voice.

Trunks didn't answer, nuzzling her, suckling on the edge of her ear, just above her earring.

"So.... was that it?" she asked.

He chuckled, "No..." then he blinked and pulled back, utter shock and fear on his face. "Oh shit!"

Goten blinked. "What? What's wrong?" she asked.

"Condom..." He whimpered, burying his face in her neck. The scent of sex was far too heavy in the air... he couldn't tell... he didn't know where she stood.

Goten's eyes widened. "Is there a certain time that's dangerous?" she asked, thinking of the calander in her drawer... she had started to keep track, so she knew when to stock up on vicadin.

"Yes..." he grumbled. "And I never bothered to find out when, because by the time it was an issue, it WASN'T!"

Goten thought for a moment, then reached over for her calander, pulling it out and reading it.

Trunks only groaned, slipping out of her and snuggling against her side, whimpering. He just KNEW if he got her pregnant, he was a dead man.

Goten sat up, reading the calander. "I'm due in three days..." she groaned... then reached into the drawer and pulled out another book... "Facts on a Woman's Body" by Dr. Lemons.

"Don't bother... I guess we'll find out in three days," he moaned into her shoulder. "Shall I get measured for my casket now, or wait a week?"

"But I don't want you to be upset until then..." Goten said, thumbing through the book quickly. She then found the page and stopped, reading it. "It says here that the fertility time is around the 14th day.... and I'm on the..." she looked at the calander and counted... "25th day.... I think we're safe." She looked at Trunks and smiled.

Trunks sighed in relief, "Doesn't change that I'm buying extra strength condoms when I go shopping," he told her, nuzzling her throat as twined his leg with hers, already stirring against her hip.

"Well.... does that mean we have to stop then today?" she asked, looking at him with hungry eyes.

Trunks pressed himself against her, "I'd say not... the damage has already been done," he smiled as he kissed her throat gently.

Goten just purred. "Good... cause you've stayed away from me for far too long."

"Evil Temptress," he muttered - catching her mouth with his own.

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