Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Office ❯ Coffee and a Desk ( One-Shot )

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball GT or the characters portrayed in the anime series.

Author: Saiyan Slasher

Email: ShounanLover182@netscape.net

Rating: NC17

Warnings: Graphic sexual scenes, slash (male x male relationship)

Pairing: Trunks x Goten

Author Notes: I really enjoyed writing this fan fiction story and I hope you like it too. It's a one shot but I might write another chapter or two. Tell me what you think? I might decide to throw in a male pregnancy, but I'm not sure yet -grin-.

Title: The Office - Chapter One (the one and only chapter, or shall there be more?)

The office was barely lit, and it was pitch black outside, yet the silent form of Trunks could be seen crouched over a desk scribbling away on his notepad, trying to finish a few things off before he had to go to bed…after all, it was almost 2 am in the morning. The last thing that the Saiyan expected to see, however, was his slender lover coming through the office door, with nothing but a thin black robe draped over his naked body, two cups of coffee in his talented hands.

"I thought you might want something to drink. And I couldn't sleep alone…" Goten yawned, smiling slightly as he placed the cups down clumsily, although he managed not to spill anything on the documents scattered across the black glossy surface.

"Mm…thanks love." The aqua-haired male murmured, one arm wrapping around Goten's waist, pulling him closer for a soft, searching kiss. The black haired teenager moaned into the kiss and moved to sit in Trunks' lap, nibbling at his lover's bottom lip in an affectionate manner. Strong, large hands parted Goten's robe, sliding over the pale skin gently, fingers tweaking the slightly pink nipples sharply until they became hard before he moved his hands down the youth's stomach, running his fingers over Goten's hipbones.

"Oh Kami… your beautiful, `Ten…" Trunks murmured huskily, sliding the thin black robe off his lover's body completely, licking and biting hungrily at Goten's neck, leaving a red mark once he was finished. A smirk graced the aqua-haired male's face as he observed the love bite, clearly pleased with himself although it hadn't been the first time that he'd given one to Goten. In fact, if you were to look on the black-haired youth's left inner thigh, you would see quite a few.

"Damn…Trunks…everyone will see it…you baka" Goten grinned slightly and leant against his lover, kissing him deeply and eagerly, fingers tangling into the bluish-green locks.

"Of course, love…I don't want any one thinking they can have you, do I?" he purred with a deep chuckle, fingers playing down the length of Goten's back, sliding between the cheeks of his perfect globular arse, finding that small, pinkish entrance, circling it teasingly with the tip of his index finger.

Goten gasped and arched a little "Ooh…Trunks…" he moaned, trying to press against that mocking finger that ghosted around the sensitive opening to his body.

"Please…" the youth trailed off with a long, pleasure filled moan as Trunks slid the finger in to the knuckle, twisting it slightly before starting to pump it in and out slowly.

"Hmm…you like that, don't you, Goten? You're still so tight…even after we've done so much…do you need it harder? Hmm? Need me to fuck you raw, baby?" Trunks knew exactly what dirty talk did to Goten. It made him need the sex; it made him want a thick cock pounding into his body, rocking him against the bed or desk. It made the teenager want Trunks to fuck him, to ram into him endlessly until he collapsed from exhaustion and fatigue.

"Mm…Trunks, fuck me, fuck me over the desk…please, oh kami, I need you…" The black haired youth writhed in his lover's lap until trunks pushed the papers and coffee to one end of the black glossy desk, shoving Goten roughly over the cold surface of it, yanking his own pants down, pulling out his solid, aching member. Goten glanced back and licked his lips, spreading his legs, moaning at the same time as he noticed that the head of Trunks' cock was already glistening with pre-come.

Trunks quickly opened one of the drawers in the desk, pulling out a transparent tube of pale pink lube. The broader male then opened the tube easily, squeezing a generous amount onto his palm, rubbing the gel over his member before quickly jamming two fingers into Goten's entrance, scissoring the digits roughly before twisting them thoroughly. His lover was moaning loudly, almost hysterical as he bucked against the fingers, wanting more.

Trunks smirked as he removed the fingers, slowly pushing into the black-haired boy that was sprawled over the desk, round arse in the air. Goten moaned loudly as Trunk's cock entered his aching, yearning body, hips pressing back eagerly, wanting his lover deeper.

Trunks began to thrust slowly before building up the pace, pumping in and out energetically, hands gripping onto Goten's hips forcefully, jerking them back with each movement, aiming at his lover's prostate. The youngster arched and screamed as his sweet spot was pounded against incessantly, making him shudder, gasp, howl and quiver with each thrust, his hands clutching so hard on the desk that it began to splinter and shatter beneath his grip.

Trunks leant over Goten's back and bit down hard on the black-haired male's ear, drawing blood which he lapped up greedily, hips moving at a frantic pace as he felt himself drawing closer to his own orgasm, one hand moving to grip at Goten's weeping member, beginning to stroke it in time to their furious pace.

Goten sobbed as he came over the glossy, yet now tarnished desk, body shaking almost violently as Trunks continued to slam into him at full force until finally he felt his lover empty his essence within him with a long, pleasure filled moan.

Trunks pulled his now flaccid cock from Goten's entrance, watching as his lover whimpered as he straightened off the desk, immediately finding himself wrapped in Trunks' arms in a comforting embrace.

"You alright, baby?" he asked softly, one hand stroking Goten's stomach in a soothing manner.

"Mmnh…I'm okay…just a little sore, love…" he murmured back, leaning into the embrace with a small smile, enjoying the small kisses that Trunks placed down his neck.

After a little while of holding each other, the aqua haired young man decided that it was time to clean up the desk which was covered in come. He grabbed a few tissues from a box on one of the cabinets and wiped off the remnants of their lovemaking.