The entire ordeal of yesterday had been...fulfilling in more than one way, that much was for sure. His dark eyes flashed to his left hand and the smile widened. His eyes took in the small engraving of their names. The ring was still his favorite article of clothing, even after six months of wearing it.
He'd be wearing it forever now, that much he knew for sure. Wrapping his arms more tightly around his husbands shoulders, he sighed, content, to say the least. As he felt the realms of sleep tugging at his mind once again, his dreams began to replay the scene of the night before...
***
Goten sat on the bed, his feet brushing against the soft plush of the carpet as his hands both supported and fiddled with the soft silk of his robe. He was nervous, nay, he was frantic! Trunks was gonna be here any minute....
The door behind him opened, flooding the dark room with light. Goten didn't turn around, but his tense muscles relaxed at the feel of soft lips against the back of his neck. He felt Trunks hands rub lightly over his shoulders and sighed.
"Are you okay," Trunks asked him, pulling Goten's smaller body against his own. His lips brushed against the side of Goten's neck and the dark haired man tilted his head, all previous thoughts of worry leaving as he soley focused on the mouth and body that was assaulting his senses.
"I'm fine," he managed, his voice barely above a whisper as he brought his head forward once again. He looked into Trunks' blue eyes and his eyes drifted to his lips.
"What about you?" The older of the two decided against
replying and merely leaned forward, pressing his own mouth against his love's. Goten's eyes slid shut and as Trunks applied more pressure, his lips parted, allowing the pleasant feel of warmth against warmth permeate his mind.
Trunks sought out Goten's tongue with his own, himself nearly melting as that small extension of his lover reacted to his every touch and caress. He pulled away ever so slightly, the moist skin of his lips, still in contact with the face before him.
"I'm fine, now." Goten's eyes lighted as he smiled. The mere idea that Trunks was enjoying this as much as him made him overjoyed. Shifting in the purple haired mans arms, he turned and laid his legs to rest on either side of Trunks', claiming the man's mouth once again.
His hands slid up the other's silk covered chest, the fingers lightly brushing against the soft material, teasing the body's owner. Trunks nipped at Goten's bottom lip and Goten smirked, pulling back and staring into the blue depth's of his lovers eyes. Trunks wasn't making any attempt to hide his thoughts, and this surprised him.
Trunks always seemed slightly closed off around him and now, in this extremely compromising position, he was making an extra effort to make sure Goten knew what he was feeling. Feeling a little less confident, he kissed the area just below the other's mouth, warm air tickling the light skin as he moved along.
Reaching the older man's neck, he brushed his cheek against it, his hand reaching up to bring Trunk's head to face him. Placing a chaste kiss on his lips, Goten let his hand slide down his face, stopping only when it reached Trunks top button.
Trunks seemed to have other plans however when he leaned back, both hands pulling at the dark haired one's face to pull him slowly down with him. His mouth gained control almost immediately.
Goten smirked mentally. 'You won't distract me that easily.' Reaching at the button, he undid it, along with all five or six of its friends, exposing Trunks chest before the man could realize what he'd done.
Pulling away, Goten moved downward, kissing every inch of skin he passed, awakening every muscle Trunks knew of. He was surprised to say the least. He hadn't expected the other one to be quite as... knowledgeable.
Trunks sat up and Goten looked at him, perplexed by the other's sudden move. The purple haired man didn't respond, but brought his hands to the silk belt of Goten's robe, giving the man a small kiss before unknotting it and throwing the article of clothing aside.
"We won't be needing this, will we?" He whispered it, kissing his lover's exposed chest just as he'd felt it done moments before. Goten welcomed the sensations and ran his fingers through Trunks hair before pulling away.
Trunks stood, obviously slightly frustrated and picked the dark haired man up. Goten, caught by surprise, gasped and stared at him.
"Sorry, but we're not getting anywhere at this pace." Having the decency to blush, Goten didn't reply as he was set down on the middle of the bed, Trunks body soon following.
As the smooth skin slid against the other, they're lips came together and their hands took on a life of their own. Each caress, each gentle brush sent small bursts of pleasure as they explored one another, learning things about the other in a way replaced by no other.
What remained of they're clothing was dispelled and they clung to eachother, drinking in the sight. Goten's eyes found Trunks' and all the love and pleasure they were experiancing was evident.
Trunks mouth began to open to speak but Goten covered it with his own before nodding.
"Don't worry about me. I trust you." He stroked Trunks' face and he kissed the fingertips lightly before adjusting their position and fitting them to perfection. Trunks was amazed. The feel, the tenderness, all of Goten was perfect and he was surprised to find himself nervous as his hand reached down, intent only on making his koi feel everything he deserved and more.
Goten's eyes slid shut as he felt Trunks hand on him, gentle and teasing, somewhat cautious as though if he was careless Goten would break.
"I'm not that delicate Trunks. In fact I'm.." Goten blushed and grinned. "Harder than you think." Blue eyes flickered up at him for a moment before widening.
"I see that." Goten smile slowly faded as Trunks took his words to heart and grew bolder in his actions, still gentle as his motions filled Goten with a sensation of warmth. The feeling spread throughout his body, warming every inch of his flesh and soul. A fast breath of air escaped Goten's mouth and Trunks looked at him before giving him a chaste kiss of reassurance.
His eyes asked him a silent question and Goten nodded once again, not needing to hear the words to understand what he was asking.
The gentle hands moved to Goten's side, tickling the skin as they passed. Goten's legs wrapped around Trunk's waist on instinct, as he felt the movements of the other man.
He whimpered as the strike of pain shot through his pleasured state. Trunks paused, but continued as Goten released his breath. His motions were slow, helped slightly by the addition of gel to his fingers. How and when he did it, Goten had no idea.
The feeling of arousal slowly faded into his conciousness once again and his breathing began to sped up. The sensations battled, but in the end, pleasure over took pain and his hands reached for Trunks, pulilng the man to him in a kiss that out poured every ounce of his being. Gasping, they pulled away and Trunks brushed his lips against the younger one's forehead.
His hand returned to it's place at Goten's side and as they're lips found one another again, he pushed forward slowly, pushing down any raging hormones as he memorized every inch of his lover that took him in.
Reaching his end, Trunks paused as Goten's half of the kiss had suddenly stopped. The small warmth returned and Trunks pulled back before repeating his earlier step, his own passions beginning to overide common sense.
It didn't help him much that Goten's lips were forcing warm air passed his ear.
Goten's eyes opened a slightly and he took in the flushed look of his lovers face, sure that it was the same look he himself had. This wasn't just sex. It was love, the conjoining of their bodies in the most primal way possible. And he was loving every minute of it.
He felt his lovers hand encircle him and he bit his lip to prevent the long moan that had threatened to escape. He was sure Trunks wouldn't have minded in the least, but he was afraid he'd sound like a dangerous animal and Trunks would jump up looking for one.
The heat that surrounded them both grew and Goten began to feel himself reaching his release. His grip on on Trunks shoulders tightened and his eyes closed as the pace was brought up a notch.
Trunks glanced at Goten and could tell he wasn't going to last much longer. He knew the same was true for himself. He shifted a little, trying to make the experiance one the dark haired man wouldn't forget anytime soon.
The gasp that follwed it a few moments later showed his experiment succesful.
The burning that flashed every inch of Goten's skin became consuming and his eyes closed, all muscles freezing as he reached the brink. His body pooled with the most fullfilling sensation he'd ever experianced and his grip slowly loosened. Trunks followed him within moments, his actions and emotions no different than that of his lover.
Sighing in contentment, Goten reached up and brought the other man down to lay on him, the heat that came off their bodies fusing together and surrounding them in a comforting warmth. Reaching to his side, Goten pulled over the sheet and closed his eyes, soon falling into a content sleep as he felt the arms of his husband encircle his waist for the first night of the rest of their lives...together.
***
The sunlight poured into the room, causing it's dark haired resident to curse and roll over.
"Stupid sun...ruining my day already." Blind hands reached towards the silk pillows, pulling them over the owner's hands before falling back to the mattress.
Trunks leaned against the door frame and smiled at the scene. His Goten never was a morning person. However, he WAS a FOOD person and being married to a Saiyan while being one yourself is a VERY good thing. The drawback of their coupling, was that neither of them knew how to cook.
That's why at that moment, he picked up the tray of ordered food from the resturant on the bottom floor and placed them on the small nightstands beside their bed.
"Goten," he whispered, poking at the pillow. A hand reached up and swept his hand away in one lazy swipe before falling back to it's place.
Trunks frowned and sat on the bed.
"Goten," he said once again, this time a tone lower than usual, once again poking at the rectangle of comfort. Once again, his hand was swiped away.
"Fine then, if you don't want to talk to me while we eat breakfast, I'll eat your share..." He looked off to the other side of the room, waiting to hear his husbands alert and awakened voice. He didn't however and as he turned, he saw that Goten's plates were empty. A small trail of crumbs led to under the pillow, giving away the culprit.
"You sneaky son of a-"
"Trunks!" Goten tossed the pillow aside and pulled his husbands face to him for a morning kiss.
"Good morning!"
Trunks wanted to try and act angry, but the look on Goten's face, those wide, sleep-glossed eyes looking up at him with love and affection was just too much. Leaning down, he kissed his husband once again, but ended it sooner than either would have preferred.
"Good morning to you too." They stayed there, content in the silence, when they heard a loud *bang* hit their window. Goten turned and gasped as he saw the bird begin to fly away.
"God, that scared me! Stupid bird..." Trunks looked to Goten with a question in his eyes.
"Was it a dove?"
"Yes..." Goten replied, not sure where Trunks was going with this.
"That's great!" Trunks stood and turned to the gawking Goten.
"Goten, doves are a sign of love! It's an omen!"
He threw himself at Goten, who recovered just in time to prevent getting the wind knocked out of his lungs. The enthusiasm Trunks was showing began to wear off on him and he smiled too.
"But Trunks," Goten began. "That bird nearly killed itself hitting are window..Wouldn't that be a bad sign?" Trunks' eyes darted around the room before he closed them.
"It just means that we're going to...uh...have some, rough times ahead!" Goten nodded and hugged him.
"Well then, we'll have to see it through then won't we?" Trunks nodded.
"Of course. For the bird!" He cried before claiming his husbands mouth once again.
Goten laughed.
"For the bird." And they came together once again, two beings joined legally, physically and emotionally, for the rest of their lives.