Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Little Warriors All Grown up ❯ Hot Stuff ( Chapter 16 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: DBZ and its characters belong to Akira Toriyama!

Warning! NC17 (Well for the later end of this chapter... You can read the first part without any problems... I'd suggest that you do. Second half is a bit option :P Just a bit more lemonade for some thirsty people?)

I hope all these chapter updates will keep for a while. I'm trying my best to edit the next few chapters I've already gotten typed up... I don't know if you guys like me uploading them all at once or if you prefer I do two or one a week? Like I said, I've got a few more chapters already done so really, it's up to you :)

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"Mrs. Briefs, do you have ANY painkillers? Anything strong? Please!" Goten nearly begged as he dragged himself with little energy into the kitchen the following day. He didn't care what time it was nor did he care that he was strutting all his glory and morning wood in just silk boxers. Generally he and Trunks would make their own food in their mini *apartment* but this was an emergency. He swore he was never going to drink cocktails again.

"Oh my Goten! You look like horrible! Are you alright?"

"Aspirin! Painkillers! I don't care what it is, just give me. NOW!" Goten begged, his eyes going watery.

"Huhuhu," Bulma chuckled as she sat by the table listening to the little conversation. She was reading the latest news on her digital planner. Boy... Has she a surprise for when Trunks came down.

"How was your night Goten?" Bulma asked as Goten sat down, swallowing a handful of different pills. Heck, he didn't even know the names of half of them. Mrs. Briefs just chucked him a few packets.

"Really good... I think. Well, it was good for me but I 'ain't too sure about Trunks," Goten tried his best to smile.

"Grandma, I need some anaesthetic or something," Trunks trudged into the kitchen. At least he had the decency to actually get changed. He saw Goten in the corner of his eyes in just boxers. –Damn, if he did that, I should've...- he thought as he patted his gi. He decided to just where his training gi. It was the most comfortable of all. It looked exactly the same as the one he use to wear when he was just 8 years old.

"Look who the cat dragged in," Vegeta scoffed as emptied the fridge for his afternoon tea. He had taken a break, hoping the boys would be ready to spar afterwards. He sniffed the air and figured they were going to try every excuse to get out of this one. –Pathetic.-

"My... Trunks you look just as bad as Goten! What did you boys get up to last night!" Mrs. Brief's chirpy voice filled the kitchen. They winced at the high pitched voice.

"Who knows, I just know I feel awful," he groaned.

"Well actually the whole city knows by now," Bulma giggled.

"What?" Goten asked, shifting his seat closer to Bulma.

"It appears that you've made front news in a lot of gossip sites,"

"You got to be kidding me!" Trunks' eyes bulged. He swore there were no cameras in that club! How is that possible! Oh right... he forgot, cell phones had in-built cameras. He sighed.

"Even though I should be mad at the moment... and trust me, I was furious when papa told me this morning... But then I just realised that really, you're still young. But Trunks, I've taught you better than to act like this in public! You should know the high hopes the world has for you and Capsule Corp!"

"But that didn't stop you deary," Mrs. Briefs defended her grandson.

"Exactly, I've made mistakes like that too. And well, seeing as what happened, I think you've learnt your lesson. That must've been awful to be vomited on," she chuckled.

Vegeta just filled his mouth with more food. Goten shivered as he saw Vegeta eagerly finishing his meal to say something probably on the lines of 'you're such a disappointment.' Goten felt sorry for Trunks.

"You seemed pretty in control Goten, good on you!" Bulma smiled, patting Goten's hand.

"Yeah, I know mum would freak out if she saw,"

"Oh don't worry; I made sure I contacted every publishing company to stop this rather nasty incident to spread,"

"Thanks mum! You always save my butt!" Trunks beamed, hugging his mother.

"No problem, just next time, you won't get off so easy,"

"No!" Vegeta yelled.

Mrs. Briefs let out a scream as she chucked the muffins in the air as she got a fright from Vegeta. Trunks quickly tried to catch all of them.

"I won't let them get off that easy! Instead of 4 hours of training today, you will have 6! Do you hear me! Get changed now Goten! GR NOW!" He shoved his chair, strutting his way towards the GR.

"Good grief... Training with a hangover... Good luck boys," Bulma chuckled and she took one of the muffins from Trunks' arms and walked away.

Trunks stood there with his eyes popping out of his head. Goten silently cried as he sluggishly walking to the stairs.

-Z-

"I'm going to take a bath," Goten rubbed his shoulder as they entered the apartment after a very tedious 6 hour work out. Luckily they were rewarded with a great big dinner from Mrs. Briefs.

"I think I need it after the last few days," he continued. Trunks just nodded, heading towards the couch to rest.

The dark haired boy sighed in relief as he sat into the boiling hot bath tub. He was suddenly grateful that Bulma not only installed a high-tech giant shower into the room but also a separate high-powered spa bath. It was quite big, nearly the size and depth of a normal spa. He turned on the bubbles, feeling the water gently massage his sore muscles from the brutal training session. He closed his eyes and focused his mind elsewhere. He thought back to Mount Paozu. The ever-lasting smell of nature and pine... The noises of birds and other wild animals echoing off the vast hills that he had once called home.

"Hey, mind if I join?" Trunks asked as he closed the door behind him. He had sat on the couch having an argument with himself whether to join his friend or not. His mind told him to just get changed and have a rest in his bed, while his Saiyan hormones told him to use this opportunity to get with the man he wants.

Goten just smiled and mumbled. Trunks swiftly stripped, making sure Goten still had his eyes closed. He quickly entered the tub; a sigh escaping his lips as he found the warmth and bubbles tingle his muscles.

"Kami that feels good,"

"Yeah..." Goten drifted.

"So... you think you're getting use to the training with Vegeta?" Trunks broke the silence that lingered for a while.

"Don't think I'll ever get use to it, but its sure helping me get back into shape,"

Trunks snorted, "You've never been in shape."

The younger boy opened his eyes to look straight into Trunks'. The lavender haired boy's eyes were soft and blue. Earlier on during the spar they seemed dull while at the same time fierce; but now they were wide and wanting. Goten sniffed the air and realised why. He bit his bottom lip as he felt the heat rush down to his lower regions. –Control yourself Goten! - He encouraged.

"What?" Trunks shrugged his shoulders, unsure as to why Goten was staring.

"Nothing," Goten blushed, looking towards the side. Slowly his eyes headed towards Trunks again who seemed to be smirking. Goten took a deep breath and swam over to Trunks.

"What is it?" Trunks asked again.

"There's something on your face," Goten explained. He bit his bottom lip once more, hoping Trunks would take the bait. Even though there was actually something on Trunks' face, Goten just wanted an excuse to be near him.

"Well what is on my face?" Trunks smirked once more. He knew exactly what Goten was doing. He always knew what Goten had planned. He knew Goten like the back of his hand.

"Just some blood," Goten lifted his hand and stroked away the remaining blood that was running down his older friend's forehead. Trunks hissed as he felt the water sting the cut. It hadn't healed quickly as the rest of his bruises and scratches.

Goten was about to pull away until he felt Trunks grab his other hand's wrist. The corners of his mouth turned into a smile as he knew Trunks caught on.

Trunks moved his hand to the side which allowed Goten to place a knee either side of Trunks' hips. Goten had to struggle with ever being in his body to not moan when he felt Trunks' hard member rub again him.

"So..." Trunks was the first to break the awkward silence.

"Mmhmm," was all Goten could reply.

"You've been naughty," Trunks growled in a seductive voice. -Time to be in control- he thought.

"No I haven't, what are you talking about?" Goten pulled a face.

"Oh don't lie to me,"

"What do you mean?" Goten furrowed his brows.

"Oh you can't hide it; I know for a fact what you do at night,"

Goten swallowed loudly. He inwardly kicked himself. He knew he should've been quieter at night time!

"Tell me Goten,"

"Yes?" The younger boy whispered.

"What do you think of?"

Goten shivered as Trunks leaned into him and breathed in his scent. Whatever Trunks has planned surely worked great.

"Not much," Goten gulped.

Trunks growled, taking hold of Goten's hard member. The dark haired boy gasped as he pulled his head back to stare into Trunks' blue eyes. He swore they looked hungry. Hungry for him. Goten shifted a bit, only so Trunks' only member gutted out between them. He wanted to give his friend some payback.

"I'm not the only one," Goten whispered against Trunks' ear. He nibbled his friend's lobe, sending sparks through Trunks' body.

"You still haven't answered my question properly, don't try to shift this conversation," Trunks growled as he felt Goten's tongue along his jaw and neck.

"You really want to know?" Goten answered in a husky voice.

Trunks didn't reply as he eyed Goten who moved his face a few inches away to his own. Trunks looking into his younger friend's dark eyes...There was a light hidden inside of them that he swore only he knew. He remembered it from the last time he had gotten Goten this turned on.

"I imagine fucking you," he whispered, nearly moaning. Trunks shuddered as he felt Goten's strong hand grip his throbbing member. In unison they slowly stroked each other while staring deeply. Trunks didn't understand how Goten suddenly had control in this game. He was hoping he'd be the leader, but every once in a while Goten seemed to be a step ahead. –Oh fuck it, I can't help but think of how good he looks.- Trunks thought as he picked up the speed.

Goten let out a moan, pressing his forehead against Trunks' shoulder.

"Oh Kami!" his moan was muffled as he nibbled his way towards his older friend's neck.

Trunks closed his eyes as Goten devoured his neck in nips and licks. His eyes blasted opened as he felt Goten suck on his neck. It sent even more sparks throughout his body, his member bulging even more.

"Oh fuck!" He nearly shouted as he felt Goten's pace quicken.

"You sure know what you're doing," he panted breathlessly, quickening his own pace on Goten's body.

"I'm just guessing," Goten confessed, leaning backwards.

Trunks whimpered at the feeling off loss. He leaned forward as fast as he could to catch Goten's lips with his own.

Not long a simple, hard kiss turned out into a steaming, passionate one. Goten moaned against the lavender haired boy's lips, thrusting his hips in motion to the strokes. Together they eagerly fastened their paces, as Trunks licked his way along Goten's jaw and neck. He sucked a few bruises onto Goten's neck before they found their tongues having an all out battle once more.

"Trunkssss-" Goten growled against his friend's lips, trying to thrust his member into Trunks'.

Trunks saw what Goten was trying and allowed him. They both shuddered as they rubbed their bulges against each other.

"Fuuuck! I need release, now!" Trunks groaned, not sure as to how long he could keep up.

Goten agreed, taking hold of his older friend's member once more. They passionately kissed their paces were in unison as they worked on each other to blow one another off into ecstasy.

Goten gasped as he felt the fire built up inside of his gut. He closed his eyes, remembering back to all the nights he's dreamt of doing this once more with Trunks. Not long he moaned as he felt Trunks' ki flicker, an indication that they were both about to blow.

They let out long moans as they exploded within the water; the bubbles vibrating against their skin heightened the feeling. Goten fell down onto Trunks' shoulders, panting to get his breath back. Trunks wrapped both arms around Goten for a tight embrace. Goten smiled against his shoulder, breathing in Trunks' familiar scent.

"That was really good," Trunks whispered as he regained his breath.

"Yeah," was all Goten could say.

"Let's get cleaned up and get a snack," Trunks spoke just in time as his stomach growled.

They left the tub, unplugging the socket. They got changed into their usual night attire as they strutted their way out of the steamy bathroom. Trunks couldn't help but smirk as Goten walked in front of him. -That was pretty damn good. I think I might listen to my hormones more often. But now that I've had my release, it's time to get into serious business.-

Little did he know that Goten was having the exact same thoughts.

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