Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Insatiable ❯ Insatiable ( One-Shot )

insatiable

lyrics and music by darren hayes / walter afanasieff

Story by Talon

Warnings: LEMON, references to the molestation of a child, some angst

Dedicated to Cleodasia…my koishii tsuin who bugged me and pleaded with me and got me thinking WAAY too much about Gohan/Sagey goodness

And to For-chan…so where is my incest fic?

when moonlight crawls along the street

chasing away the summer heat

footsteps outside somewhere below

the world revolves i let it go

It's the full moon again. I can't sleep. It's been this way for months now, ever since my first heat. I sit in the window seat of one of the guest rooms, not wanting to intrude on my fathers nor my brothers, all of whom have partners to work through the pull of the moon with. The mark on my neck burns in the moonlight, as I scent the heavy aromas of musk floating through the house, my sensitive ears picking up the disjointed sounds, gasps, cries, moans, of the arduous joining going on in the other bedrooms in this house.

I am painfully aroused, but reluctant to satisfy myself manually. I know it would release some of the building pressure in my groin, but the ache in my heart would only intensify. He should be here with me. He promised….

we build our church above this street

we practice love between these sheets

the candy sweetness scent of you

it bathes my skin i'm stained by you

It wasn't all that long ago when he claimed me for his own. Five months, maybe six. My first heat came early, unexpected and fraught with complications. The molestation I had suffered as a child combined with my overwhelming Saiyjin-ness made a dangerous combination. My parents had expected to have a few more years to make arrangements for my first heat, but my hormones evidently had other plans.

Really I can't blame them, he was the obvious choice. Everyone else who could handle me and give me what I needed was bonded to someone else. And if I am completely honest with myself, from the time I first went into heat, he was my only thought…my obsession. The man who had been my oniichan my entire life…Gohan. Tousan said he came readily, willingly, explaining to his wife that he really had no choice…he couldn't turn his back on his youngest brother. It was true…and we had always been very close. After I had been attacked when I was six, Gohan was one of the three people I felt completely safe with. He's always been there…I guess I just never noticed until those damn Saiyjin hormones kicked in how much I really loved him…and in what ways.

Oh Kami, his scent alone could get me off. He was so gentle, that first time, knowing what I needed without me saying a word, helping me, guiding me, making me feel comfortable in a way I never thought I would. I never told Tousan or Baka, but I still felt…dirty from that bastard. But Gohan's love washed me clean. And when he claimed me, even though it was under the thrall of the full moon, the combination of that and my heat sending us both into a full fledged mating rut, we both felt it…we were whole…complete…joined forever. He marked me, made me his, allowed me to return his claim, and then, when my heat was over, he went back to HER.

and all i have to do is hold you

there's a racing in my heart

i am barely touching you

Damnit, I don't want to think about that. I don't want to be the one to break up his marriage, but he never bonded to her, he's bonded to ME. Most of the time I don't mind too much…honestly I'm not all that interested in sex, or setting up housekeeping. I AM only fourteen…Kami I'm still in high school. But…I want him here. I want to go to sleep snuggled in his arms, and wake up the same way. I want him to be here when I get home from school, I want to eat dinner with him every night, to be able to beat the shit out of him in the gravity room cause he's here, to sit with him at night as he holds me in those strong arms and watch the stars come out.

I shake my head forcefully. Damnit, these thoughts only rear their ugly heads during the full moon. I don't want him here….he can go fuck himself…or better yet, his wife. I don't need him….but I do.

My breath quickens and my heart races as I recall his touch on my skin, the sweet salt taste of his sweat, the softness of his lips on mine. My blood is burning, there's no denying it. I want to twine tails with him and let him ravish me over and over again as the moonlight bathes us. I want to taste him…I want….I want….

My thoughts trail off as a familiar scent washes over me. He's here.

"What the FUCK are you doing here," I hiss at him. He's leaning against the balcony doorway, lit from behind, cloaked in shadow, but he is unmistakable. My bond-mark burns more intensely as I glare at him. "Leave Gohan, just go away." I say fiercely, hoping that he won't, hoping that he will see through the self imposed shields that I have erected in order to stop the hurt that his presence here suddenly causes.

"Saaa, Vegeta, don't be that way." His voice is tinged with a faint trace of hurt. Good I think, to myself. Let him feel some of the pain he has caused.

"Go fuck your wife Gohan. I don't want you here." I'm lying, and I know my scent is giving me away, but damnit, I am not here for his convenience.

"I don't want to fuck my wife Vegeta," he says quietly, gliding over to the window seat where I am still curled up. "Tonight I want to fuck you….my mate."

chorus:

turn the lights down low

take it off

let me show

my love for you

insatiable

He lightly strokes the side of my face and I slap his hand away. "I mean it Gohan, LEAVE."

He chuckles, not sounding the least bit intimidated by my low growl. "Oh Vegeta, I think you need to remember that you are mine."

I stand up, my face contorted in fury. "I haven't forgotten that I am yours Gohan. I'm not the one who left to go back to his wife. I have NEVER forgotten that you claimed me. I don't stop being your mate at your convenience you know…this mark doesn't just appear when you decide that want to honor the vows you made to me under the full moon Gohan. YOU PROMISED ME!" I scream, all control lost as he just stands there mutely. "You promised that you'd love and protect me FOREVER Gohan, not just when it was easy for you. And then you left. Well you can leave now. I can't stop being your mate, but I will NOT be your full moon fuck toy." I stop, breathing heavily, completely furious at him, and waiting for him to turn tail and exit the way he had come in. Instead, he closes the gap between us, and kisses me, firmly, but gently, his large hand cupping the back of my head as he pulls me deeper into the kiss.

I want to struggle, to pull away, at the very least to bite his damn tongue when it sneaks its way into my mouth, but that Kami-damned scent and taste combined with the slick silkiness of his lips on mine, his tongue curling and delving into my mouth and the full moon shining down on us all contrive to make me go completely fucking boneless. His free arm snakes around my bare torso, pulling me closer; as one of my hands crept up his chest to rest splay fingered over a tawny nipple, the other slid up his neck, caressing my mark on the way up, and coming to a halt, fisting in that short spiky mop.

He pulls away, leaving me breathless, and he leans down to whisper in my ear. "You are mine my Ouji, mine." And his lips close over the mark he had branded me with, that scar at the junction of my neck and shoulder, and a tremendous shiver runs through me, straight to my groin, and even as I whisper back, "Let go of me you miserable fucking asshole," my heart isn't in it, and Gohan knows it.

"I love you too Vegeta," he says softly, with no trace of mirth in his voice as he looks at me quietly, one hand running strong fingers through my hair, before pulling me up onto my tiptoes and ravaging my mouth again. My hands clutch at his back as he nearly pulls me off my feet, his tail slithering between my legs, brushing my very prominent arousal as it searches for its blue-black counterpart attached to the base of my spine. I don't even have to ask if it was deliberate…I know it is. I coil my tail tightly with his, causing shudders to run rampant through both our bodies as softly pelted flexible appendages stroke and rub each other.

turn me on

never stop

wanna taste every drop

my love for you

insatiable

Kami only knows how long we stand here, kissing, stroking, nibbling before Gohan finally just picks me up and carries me over to the bed, laying me down gently, almost reverently before returning to his oral ministrations. He feathers light kisses all over my face and neck until I squirm, delightfully aroused by the tickling sensation and the warmth that his nearness brings to me. Hands that harnessed the most raw power the Saiyjin race has ever seen are gentle and loving as they pass over my body, touching me in places that evoke such intense pleasure, that I nearly forget myself. He follows the path his hands make with licks and nibbles, pressing me back to the mattress more than once to tell me to be still, and let him work. I start to snigger the last time he says that, but my amusement catches in my throat as that wicked tongue laves my navel, then dips lower to nuzzle at the elastic waistband of my pajama bottoms.

His eyes flick up at me, shining in the moonlight, their endless black depths not a fathomless mystery to me, but a welcoming warmth, and I gasp as his teeth close on the waistband of my flannels and begin to slowly pull them down, his tail helping, easing my own tail out of it's opening in the back, and leaving me clothed only in the silvery decadence of lunar luminosity.

I gasp as his hot breath bathes my aching and dripping member for just a moment before I am encased in sudden wet heat as Gohan takes the entirety of my erection into his throat. I screech and arch my hips uncontrollably, not really registering his slight gagging as he forces my hips back down to the mattress. He slowly removes his mouth from my erection, and grins recklessly up at me.

"Like that, do you my little Ouji?"

"Don't fucking call me little, Gohan," I hiss at him. He merely smirks and slowly, millimeter by millimeter sucks me back down, and proceeds with his not unimpressive talent to blow my mind. It doesn't take long for me to come, hard in his mouth, but that's the idea. He and I both know with my youth and the full moon on our side, that it is doubtful that my erection will even flag much before my third orgasm of the night. I collapse with a groan back onto the mattress, Gohan carefully licking every drop of my spilled seed from my…yep…still erect cock. He slips back up to my side, and kisses me deeply; as I enjoy the lazy movements of his slick organ in my mouth, I savor the combination that our two tastes make with the lingering flavor of my essence in his delicious mouth.

the moonlight plays upon your skin

a kiss that lingers takes me in

i fall asleep inside of you

there are no words

there's only truth

We lay there for a few minutes, both still breathing heavily from our shared exertion. Gohan's hands, outlined in moonlight play lightly over my skin, kissing me again and our blood burns in harmony. I feel Gohan, wholly within my heart and soul, and I know he feels me. It is at times like this that I marvel that he can even bear to return to Videl…I know he loves her and Pan, but he doesn't have the connection, the sense of self that he attains when he is with me. Thoughts of Gohan's wife bring a frown to my face, and Gohan stops his attentions to stare curiously at me.

"What is it lover?" he asks, concerned.

I shake my head. It is too late to force him to leave, and…I don't want him to leave now anyway. His slightly rough fingers smooth away the frown wrinkle in my forehead as he delicately kisses my face. I have already given in to him tonight, and we are Saiyjin….we don't do things halfway. I allow him to ease the displeased expression from my face, and trade it in for one of pure love…and lust.

I run graceful fingers over his hair, and say throatily, "My turn Gohan." My smirk turns him into a puddle of Gohan mush as I take control, rolling him onto his back, and kissing him hard. My lips never leave his as my hands and tail move in deliberate seduction over his prone body, teasing open the knot at the waist of his drawstring pants and sliding them down his legs as he gives a little wiggle and helps, leaving him as nude as I am.

Kami how I love his body as it melds seamlessly to my own. We fit together perfectly, my smaller form matching effortlessly the graceful curves and contours of his delightfully well-built body. I linger for a moment, enjoying the taste of him, before I ease my way down that perfect chest, skipping most of the pleasantries as Gohan gasps beneath me. This isn't a slow seduction; it is about getting him off as quickly as possible. There will be time for lovemaking later I think as I engulf his rock-hard member with my eager, if somewhat inexperienced mouth. Gohan never complains though, and I allow myself a slight internal smirk as he curls forward both hands fisted in my hair as I slowly move my mouth up and down his shaft.

"Kami Sage, please…." I oblige, moving faster, applying more suction to the places I know will go straight to those little pleasure centers in his brain.

"Nnugh…..stop…Sage….stop…" he gasps. I do, but not because he told me to. I shove him back down to the mattress and give him back a little of his own medicine. "Shut up Gohan…I'm busy." And I returned to my interrupted blowjob.

He moans and arches into me…I let him. It doesn't bother me the way it does him when he loses control like that. I kind of like it…and am usually prepared so I don't gag…at least not anymore. He's getting close again, and he and I both know it. He tries to make me stop again, but I ignore him.

"Damnit….Vegeta….ungh…stop!!! FUCK…you're MINE….STOP!!!"

I don't even blink as I bring him to his climax and drink him down. He tastes salty and sweet, with none of the bitterness I remember from that ratbastard who molested me. I suppress a shudder and several memories that involved me licking him or me clean and concentrate on my mate who is now a pile of sated Saiyjin flesh.

He manages to lift his head and snarl at me. "Damnit Sage, I told you to stop. Do you need reminding who claimed who?"

I lift an eyebrow at him. "I may be yours Gohan, but never forget that I am Vegeta no Ouji….your prince. If I don't wanna stop, I'm not gonna. And there isn't a soul on this planet that can stop me."

He grins at that, and grabs me, pulling me into a heated kiss. "MY Ouji…" he purrs into my mouth. "Mine mine mine…."

breathe in breathe out

there is no sound

we move together up and down

we levitate our bodies soar

our feet don't even touch the floor

Our bodies move together, sweat slicked and hot…as though the burning of our blood transcends the flimsy barrier of our skin. Ha…Gohan was worried about getting it up again so soon….I think he forgets…he's not with some puny ningen now…hell I bet he could be half dead and I could get a rise out of his cock. Something very hard is poking me in the hip, and I grin into Gohan's mouth.

"Happy to see me, niichan?"

"Don't call me that," he growls. I smirk harder. "But niichan…why ever not? Does it make you uncomfortable to have my naked sweaty body writhing on top of you as I remind you that you were my bond-brother before you claimed me for your mate? Or is it our age difference….fifteen y…" My taunt is cut short as Gohan covers my mouth with his and rolls us over, pinning me beneath him. I wiggle just a little bit, rolling my hips up into him, and eliciting a moan from above. His eyes soften as he looks at me….

*Kami-sama Vegeta…I love you*

The words are clear in my mind…though he never speaks them out loud…well not outside the throes of passion anyway. He is afraid…I know it, and for some reason, just now I don't have the heart to exploit it.

"Make love to me Gohan….please?" I ask.

He doesn't answer, he merely acquiesces. I lose myself in his touches, his kisses, his bites…I lose myself in Gohan…completely and utterly. He ravages me with an intensity and a gentleness that in any other person would be at odds with one and other, but in Gohan they marry effortlessly. His tail twines with mine as I reciprocate with touches and kisses of my own. We are nearly silent…bodies moving against each other, the friction so very sweet and I realize suddenly that my back is no longer in contact with the sheets.

We make out in mid-air, and for a time it is wonderful but I suddenly realize the picture we must present and get a case of the giggles. Gohan is faintly annoyed, but sees the humor in it and laughs as we sink back down to the bed and resume where we had left off.

and nobody knows you like i do

the world doesn't understand

but i grow stronger in your hands

Several minutes of heavy petting later, our gropes become more forceful and needful. My blood is burning, I need Gohan….

"Damnit Gohan, are you going to fuck me or not?"

"Hai…" he whispers, nibbling on my ear and causing me to shiver delightedly. He reaches a hand out towards the side of the bed, and then stops.

"What?" I ask irritably.

He grimaces. "I didn't bring anything with me Sage."

I look at him for a moment, then burst out laughing. I am laughing so hard tears are rolling down my face, and he is adorably perplexed.

"What," he asks. "Sage, what in Kami's name is so damned funny?"

I finally manage to gasp out. "Gohan you moron…have you forgotten what house you are in? If there is a room in this entire house that doesn't have ANY lube in it at all, then I'll blow my brother."

He blinks, then grins evilly, "You already did," he smirks.

I snort. "Thought you didn't want me calling you niichan when we're fucking. Anyhow, look in the bedside table drawer. If there's none in there, try just under the mattress. And if that doesn't pan out…one of us can just take his naked ass down to one of the occupied bedrooms and get some. I may be hot for you tonight Gohan, but it's only a full moon…I'm NOT in heat and you are NOT taking me dry."

Gohan obeys looking slightly abashed and embarrassed. We hit pay dirt on the first try…there is indeed an assortment of lubricant in the bedside table drawer. He selects one at random and the faint scent of musky cinnamon fills my nostrils as he opens it.

My toes curl ever so slightly as cool slicked fingers explore my entrance. Fuck…he's too damn slow. I can't wait for this, so I grab his hand and encourage him to speed things up a little bit. He complies, adding another finger and stretching me carefully.

"Damnit Gohan, I'm not fucking made of glass. Will you get on with it?"

"In my own time little Ouji," he replies dangerously. "Never forget that I am in charge."

"Don't call me little Gohan, and you sound like you're getting too big for your britches," I reply hotly.

He smirks and adds another finger making a pleased little sound as I gasp as the pain-pleasure sensations overtake me.

"It's not my britches I'm worried about," he says grinning. "It's YOURS." And he punctuates his declaration with a slow deep kiss that has me gasping for air. When he releases my mouth, I gasp out, "You aren't THAT big oniichan."

"Knock it off Vegeta, or else I won't give you what you seem to want so badly tonight."

"Yeah right," I reply breathlessly, writhing as his fingers move slowly in….slowly out. "What are you gonna do…go home and fuck your wife senseless? From what I hear….unnngh…" he twists his fingers inside me and brushes that tiny spot that causes such intense sensations that I nearly lift myself off the bed as he wickedly wiggles those devious digits.

"Be quiet love," he says gently, and removes his fingers, replacing them with the head of his thoroughly lubricated member. "Are you sure you want to do this Sage?"

The question isn't unexpected. He generally does ask when we get to this point. His bonded mate or not, I am still fourteen…he is twenty nine…I know that he in a way truly regrets claiming me so young. Hell, I do too…but it would have happened at some point anyway.

"Goddamnit Gohan, will you fucking shut up and fuck me before I graduate from High School?"

His mouth twitches as he looks down on me. "Such language from such a little boy," he teases. But I am through teasing. My blood is burning, the moon has lit the room to near daylight brightness and I want to get laid. Now.

I smirk up at him and twine my tail with his, stroking it in a way that I know drives him absolutely insane.

"You gonna give it to me Gohan? Or should I roll us over and give it to YOU?" I teasingly run the tip of my tail up the crevice of his ass, and he growls, all hormone and instinct now, and shoves his dick into me with one sure thrust. I yelp loudly as he withdraws and brushes that spot inside me, white spots exploding behind my eyes as he proceeds to pound me into the mattress.

Oh Dende…it is the most incredible feeling. I don't remember a whole lot from my first heat…Tousan says that's normal, but we have been together a few times since then, and it never fails to amaze me how my attitude about sex does a one-eighty when the moon rounds out to its complete fullness. Most of the time I don't even think about sex…again Tousan says that's normal, even excluding the trauma in my childhood. Saiyjins have a much longer lifespan than humans, and apart from the regular cycles of heat, and the full moon it is typical for teenaged Saiyjins to just…forget about sex in reference to themselves. Even Trunks and Goten are like that…they claimed each other during their second heat…oh two or so years ago, and basically we just carry on as before. We still share the same bed, barring the nights of the full moon, and they act just as they did before…like close brothers.

Gohan leans forward and captures my mouth with his, kissing me desperately, as though to anchor me to him as he thrusts deep inside me. The pain has long since fled, replaced completely by the sensation of stretchy pleasure. I clutch at his back, my nails drawing blood as our tails squeeze one and other tightly in time to his movements.

"Oh FUCK Gohan….I can't stand it…MORE!!!"

He never ceases moving, but literally picks me up and sits back simultaneously so that I am sitting on his lap, my legs locked behind him as he continues to thrust up into me. I grip his shoulders tightly, and lean forward, sinking my teeth into the claim mark that I gave him only six months ago, drawing blood. He groans and grasping my hips, he literally lifts me up and down as he carries on fucking me completely senseless.

He's getting close, and so am I. Our joining is becoming frantic, littered with strained cursing and frenzied kisses and love bites. I reach a hand between us, grasping my own erection, when Gohan slaps it away.

"Mine," he growls, and replaces my hand with his own, stroking me expertly if somewhat ungently as we drive each other nearer to completion.

My climax when it hits a few minutes later takes me completely by surprise as I freeze and scream Gohan's name, joined with a few choice cuss words, seed spattering our skin as Gohan continues fucking me, striving harder and faster towards his own completion. I wrap myself around him tightly, my skin and his slippery with my slick semen as I fist one hand in his hair and bring his head to meet mine for a bruising kiss. A few seconds later, a muffled shout echoes around the room as Gohan thrusts one last time, a flood of cum oozing from around his cock still buried in my ass.

We collapse on the bed…spent…weak, but made stronger together by our joining…and our bond. Gohan holds me close, murmuring endearments in my ear, and I sigh, relaxing within his warm safe embrace.

chorus twice

we never sleep we're always holdin' hands

kissin' for hours talkin' makin' plans

i feel like a better man

just being in the same room

We curl up together, still panting slightly, basking in the light of the moon and the satiation of our union. The drive of the moon has abated for the time being, and we are content to simply lie together, reveling in our closeness, forgetting for a little while how complicated our relationship truly is.

He nuzzles my neck gently, kissing me, lacing his fingers with mine, thanking me wordlessly in our unspoken language of touches and nips. I grin and turn to face him, fitting my body into his as I return the thanks, not quitewordlessly.

"Mmmmm Gohan…that was fucking wonderful. Wanna do it again?"

He groans good naturedly. "Damnit Sage, you've worn me out. I don't think I COULD do it again…" He trails off as he views my smirk with open suspicion.

"I bet you could Gohan," I say in an innocent voice.

"Don't you DARE," he growls at me.

"What do you mean Gohan?" He is NOT fooled by my innocent act.

"Don't you do what your twisted little mind is thinking," he says warningly.

I scoot away from him a little bit so he can get an eyeful of me. We're both lying on our sides, facing one and other, and he's got a distinctively nervous look on his face.

"What Gohan…are you saying that you don't like it when I do….this?" and I run a hand from the claim mark on my neck, down to my chest and toy with a nipple. I lower my voice an octave, and continue. "Oh yes, I can see that you hate it when I do this," and I continue to pinch and play with first one nipple than the other. I have his attention.

"Knock it off Sage," he growls halfheartedly. His tail twitches and I can smell his arousal beginning to heat back up.

I move my hand slowly down my body, caressing the skin on the way down as my tail slinks up my side and takes the place of my hands going between my nipples and my claim mark. His eyes are riveted to me. And I've already won.

My hand grasps my already stiffing member and I stroke it lightly, arching my hips just a little bit, and Gohan groans.

"Do you want me to stop now Gohan?" I query as I stroke a little harder, a little faster, still slick from my most recent eruption. I bless our Saiyjin senses…I know he can see every little detail, hear the slight schlurping sound my hand makes against my dick, smell the combined scents from our last fuck and our building excitement.

He is silent, I can see him, his tongue flicks out to moisten dry lips and his breathing is uneven. He reaches a hand down to begin jerking himself, but I stop him.

"No Gohan…no touching. Do you want me to stop? I need an answer, or I will stop regardless of whether you want me to or not…." My hand hovers over my erection….

He shakes his head and seems to come to. "Vegeta, have you forgotten just who is seme here?"

I snort. "You may have claimed me Gohan, but I think you need reminding."

"Reminding of what koi?" Gohan asked, stretching a hand out to touch my face. I grasp his wrist before his fingers touch my skin and with the ease of long practice and skill I flip him onto his stomach and straddle his hips, his arm hiked up behind him in a position that could be painful if he should choose not to cooperate.

I lean forward and whisper in his ear. "You need reminding who your prince is Son Gohan."

He struggles slightly, but gives in almost immediately. I know his struggling isn't serious…the first sign that he didn't want this and I would stop at once. I know what it is to be forced to do something you don't want to do….but he wants this. I smile and lap at a slightly pointed ear and purr. His musky spice scent spikes suddenly, and my purr deepens.

"Do you want me Gohan?" I ask throatily.

"Hai…" he whispers."

I smirk unseen by my lover. "Then what do you say? What are the magic words Gohan?"

The words flow from his lips with no coercion on my part, I ask him only once, and he responds, his voice clear. "I bow to you, my prince. I am yours."

That's all I need. I release his arm and stroke my hands down his bare back, coming to rest at the base of his tail. I grasp it gently, ruffling the fur, and petting him. A rumble emerges from the bed…Gohan is purring as I pay close attention to his velvet pelted limb. I nibble and lick lightly, sucking on it here and there, until he is twitching uncontrollably. I sit back for a moment, thinking, then coming to a decision, I rise and pad over to the bedside table and rummage around in the drawer. Gohan peeks his head up from the bed, his voice lust hazy and deep.

"'Geta…wha `r you doin?"

I find what I am looking for and turn with a smirk, a largish bottle in my hand.

"Don't worry Gohan…you're about to find out."

we never sleep there's just so much to do

too much to say

can't close my eyes when i'm with you

insatiable the way i'm loving you

"Just relax," I purr as I climb back up onto the bed, and nudge Gohan's legs apart with my knees. He does…his complete trust in me a palatable entity as I pour the clear lubricant into my hands, warming it a bit with my ki. I let it trickle slowly down the crack of his ass, my hand tugging slightly to get him to raise his hips. He complies, his breath hissing out between his teeth as the warm slickness caresses his most intimate flesh.

My fingers follow the dribble of fluid, spreading it around, then grinning wickedly, I lower my face to allow my devious tongue a tasty Gohan treat. He jerks as I slowly tongue his taunt entrance, the sweet cotton candy flavor of the oil mixing with the deliciousness of Gohan's own disincentive taste. He's surprised, I know….I've never done this to him before, but after a few talks with Goten and Baka…I've learned what Son men like best. And I think evilly…Videl never gives him this. The lubricant begins to warm as Gohan writhes and squirms beneath my questing tongue.

"OH FUCK VEGETA," Gohan screams as I add a finger to my oral treatment, sliding it in easily and locating that small bundle of lovely nerves. His fists are clenched in the sheets, and his tail is lashing hard….suddenly, it thwacks itself across my shoulders, and I shiver pleasantly at the forceful feeling of fur on my skin and redouble my efforts. "I can't….that's….FUCK…more….KAMI….Sage….u nnghhh….shit…." His disjointed exclamations vary from whispers to shouts as I relentlessly assault that tender little pucker.

His breath is heaving, and he is losing control fast. I give him a last swipe and sit up.

"Goddamnit Sage, don't tease," he growls, looking at me over his shoulder.

I lift an eyebrow. "You want something more from me Gohan?"

"Yes damnit…I want…I need…." His voice trails off uncertainly. "I mean…if you can…."

I blink for a moment, then grin. "Shut up Gohan," I advise. I decide not to make him beg for it…he's already submitted himself to me. I prepare my hardened member liberally with more of the warming lubrication and place the head just at his entrance. His breath hisses out in anticipation. I'm not fully grown yet, but I am certainly grown enough for this. It's not like Gohan has had anything more in there than Piccolo's fingers. I smirk to myself at the mental image and the phrase `Piccolo lending a hand" flits across my hentai mind.

I push forward slowly, and he responds, easily pushing back against me.

"Oh Kami yesssssssssssss…." he whimpers.

I begin moving, unhurriedly at first, unaccustomed to the movement. I'd never actually tell Gohan…or anyone else for that matter, but I do prefer being the bottom. I like the feeling of protection and caring that I get from Gohan when he makes love to me…I like it when he takes control…I like knowing I can trust him fully. Well I can trust him when we're fucking at least. I thrust again, harder, and he moans happily.

I grasp his hip with one hand and the base of his tail with the other, and begin stroking him in time to my movements, the plush fur particularly pleasing to my fingers as we both near completion. Kami-sama, I feel as though I'm sheathed in fire. It's got to be one of the most amazing sensations I have ever experienced. I may prefer to be uke, but as a variety, seme definitely has its perks! My tail slips around his hip to caress his dripping erection, and a few seconds later, we erupt, him first, me following a scant moment or two later.

I collapse across his back and he somehow holds us both up as I whisper in his ear. "Thought royalty was supposed to come first."

He snorts and dumps me off his back, flopping down beside me and once again taking me into his arms.

when i look in your eyes...

insatiable

loving you

oh what can i do?

Insatiable

We nuzzle together, our sweat and semen stained bodies comfortable, and finally completely sated. The moon's call has lessened to a faintly annoying buzz in the back of my mind, and I purr in happiness. My rumbling is joined by Gohan's answering vibration and I smile into his chest.

"My koibito," he whispers into my hair. I frown, and pull back to look at him.

"Don't call me that Gohan, unless you are going to wake up with me," I say.

His eyes meet mine, and he pulls me back to him. "I will stay….tonight," he says quietly.

And for now…tonight….that is all I ask of him.

~~~Owari~~~