Juunana felt a chill come over him. Something was wrong. And he knew exactly what it was. "Why?" He murmured softly to himself, "Why did I let the little baka go?" He had begun feeling very sorry for himself about ten minutes ago. Koji was gone, Juuhachi had run off somewhere, and he felt . . . strangely bereft. He was even too depressed to want to terrorize the humans. This was a bad sign. He didn't like this new feeling. It was foreign and extremely unpleasant. //I need something new to do// he decided, //Something novel to take my mind off of this feeling//. He spent several minutes going over his options. Finally he perked up, remembering something he had seen humans do for fun once. Rising into the air, he headed towards the city.
Koji laid his hot little hands on Gohan's thighs, spreading them apart even farther, laying a few hasty kisses on them. Gohan moaned for him to get on with it already, thrashing his head from side to side. Koji smirked and tickled him round the anus with two fingers, then slipping them into the slick entrance...
The halfsaiyajin shuddered violently as the blond probed his Spot. Koji's fingers seemed to flutter around inside of him, driving him mad. He whimpered when those fingers were abruptly removed. Koji crawled over him, bending his neck to nip at Gohan's nipples. One hand was stretched out to support himself above Gohan, while the other massaged to side of his hip possessively. Gohan shivered with the sudden heat he felt. Koji felt it, smirked, and kissed Gohan's lips. It was very gentle, a butterfly brush.
The next kiss was not so gentle. Gohan's eyes flew open as a hot tongue slipped into his mouth, and Koji's hands pressed into his hair. Molten gold met his gaze, slow and sensual. Gohan pressed into the kiss, reveling in the essence of Koji. Playful, sultry, and unbelievably exciting. He was so lost in the moment, that he didn't realize that Koji had used the time to align himself. Breaking off the kiss, Gohan gasped as Koi entered him.
"Ooooooh," Koji groaned, //He's so warm. Perfect fit.// He began to thrust into Gohan at a steady pace, savoring the feeling of his uke's insides rubbing against him. Gohan let out a particularly loud moan right then. It was low and sensual and drove whatever thoughts of keeping it steady completely out of Koji's mind. He began to move faster and faster, egged on by Gohan's frantic, pleasured sounds. Soon enough, they both climaxed, Gohan a bit before Koji.
Koji breathed heavily. He could feel the warm stickiness on his belly, but he just felt too good to move. He had buried his face in Gohan's warm neck and didn't plan to remove his face any time soon. Drawing a deep breath of Gohan's rich scent, he sighed happily. Everything was perfect. //No,// Koji realized suddenly. There was one thing which would truly make it perfect. //Juunana.//
Jinzoningen Juunanagou was singing. Not only was he rather out of tune, but he was also singing (gag) Bratney Speers' "Give It To Me One More Time". There was a very good reason for his unfortunate lapse. Juunanagou the Cyborg was inebriated. That is to say: drunk. He was swiftly getting drunker as he gulped down yet another bottle of cheap beer. He had discovered a still functioning bar, and gone in. After relieving the establishment of its rather seedy looking inhabitants, he had decided to try the booze. After all, humans obviously found something very enjoyable about it, and it was something new to do. It was beginning to give him a very novel woozy feeling.
The sun was beginning to set when Koji finally decided to get up. He was trapped however, by a pair of arms wrapped tightly around him. Gohan had dozed off. His chest rose and fell in a relaxed rhythm. But somehow he still managed to hold on to Koji.
Gohan was awakened to the twin sensations of something brushing over his cheek and warm breath in his ear. The something on his cheek turned out to be a silky golden strand of Koji's hair. Koji himself was blowing in Gohan's ear.
"Quit that," Gohan mumbled.
"Quit what?" Koji asked innocently as he toyed with Gohan's earlobe. Using his teeth.
"Ummm," Gohan moaned softly. Koji licked along the edge of his ear, then moved down to his neck, sucking at the tender skin. Then Koji gently extricated himself from Gohan's arms and sat up on his chest, touseled locks of hair hanging down like golden vines. He smiled, running his hands lightly over Gohan's skin.
"Gohan, you are a very good lover." He traced little triangle and circle shapes around Gohan's nipples.
"Uhh..." Gohan murmured, not paying attention to anything but Koji's fingers.
"Gohan, would you mind if we tried something new?"
"Uhhh..."
Koji smirked, leaned down and kissed Gohan's sternum. "Gohan," he murmured over the warm skin, "You even listening to me?"
"Wha..what?"
"I want to try something," Koji said, then whispered that something into Gohan's ear. Gohan flushed a fascinating shade of scarlet.
"You-you want me to do that?"
"Uh huh. You up for it?"
"Well . . . alright . . ." Gohan gulped at the suddenly predatory look he was receiving from Koji.
"Good," Koji purred in a pleased voice, "Very, very good."
"Thirty-seven bottles of beer on the wall, thirty. . . seben . . . boddles of beeeeeeeeeer (burp)," Juunanagou had had absinthe, chardonnay, budwiser, and any number of other alcoholic beverages. A normal human would have ODed several times over by now, but Juunanagou was merely tipsy, blurry eyed, and singing really annoying songs.
They had searched the entire house, but to no avail. Niether Koji nor Gohan could find a single quarter.
"DAMMIT!" Koji cursed, "Why is it that you can never find a quarter when you need one? Telephone calls, washers, dryers, vending machines . . . they all need quarters! You would think that people would get the hint and mint more quarters than other coins but NOOOOO! And that's why you can never find a quarter when you need one."
"Uh Koji, calm down." Gohan had plastered on a Son smile (though it was a rather shaky one) in the face of Koji's tirade.
Koji sighed loudly, causing his chest to heave fetchingly. Something which did not go unnoticed by Gohan. He held out his hand palm up. "Look Gohan, all I could find was this dime. So it'll have to do."
"A dime? But that'll make it really hard . . . " Gohan trailed off when he saw the exasperated expression on Koji's face, "But that's ok! I like a challenge!" //I think//
Koji smiled and held up two strips of cloth, "Alright then, I think we're ready."
Gohan allowed his wrists to be tied together, behind his back. He allowed Koji to walk him over to the wall. He bent slightly, and let Koji slide the dime against the wall until it was right in front of his nose. He leant forward, nose pressed against the coin so that, when Koji took away his hand, the dime stayed right where it was. Slowly, Koji tied the blindfold around Gohan's eyes.
"Now remember, don't drop the dime," Koji purred, as he ran his finger over Gohan's naked backside. Gohan shivered slightly, but kept his nose firmly pressed to the dime. Hot breath was on his neck now, fingers slowly massaging his tense shoulders. Koji ran his tongue and teeth along the nape of Gohan's neck, causing a sudden heat to curl within the halfsaiyan. Hands were trailing down his sides now, over his firm stomach, back up to his chest, kneading the sinewy muscles. Gohan growled low in his throat. Despite the blindfold, and the fact that he was facing away from Koji, he could tell that the blond was smiling deviously. All of a sudden, the hands were gone.
"Koji?" Gohan asked.
No answer.
"Koji? What are you doing?"
He heard the sound of footsteps.
"I'm back," Koji said, "I just had to get something."
"What did you get?" Gohan asked, feeling a bit annoyed at having been left alone in his state.
"Secret," Koji murmured, before running his thumb over a small scar at the base of Gohan's spine.
"Ohhhh," Gohan moaned, "St-stop. Th-thats. . .ah . . . verrrry (purr) . . . sensitive . . ."
"Is it?" Koji asked delightedly, running his tongue around the edge.
"Yesss, " Gohan growled, "Don't play with that. Unless you want this to be over all too soon." He was finding it nigh impossible to keep that stupid dime up.
"Alright," Koji said nonchalantly. Then Gohan felt his finger pressing against his anus. It was coated with something slick . . .
"So that's what you went to get."
"Hmmm?" Koji murmured, slathering the substance on/in [heh] Gohan.
"You went to get lube."
"Uh huh, that's one of the things I got, yes." Koji paused. "Gohan?"
"Yes?" Gohan asked.
"Make sure that dime is . . . stable." With that, Koji pushed into Gohan, holding onto his hips to keep himself steady.
"Ahhhh," Gohan gasped, he hadn't expected that. Well, not so soon. He surreptitiously slid the dime down a bit with his nose, so that he could bend over more and get a better angle. As Koji began to move faster, rocking his hips, Gohan whimpered. He desperately wanted to move his nose. He wanted to push back against Koji. But he knew if he did, then the dime would drop, and Koji . . . well Koji would stop. Because that was the game. Don't drop the dime, or else.
Apparently, the sight of Gohan tied and helpless, whimpering before him was a little too much for the kinky side of Koji's brain, bringing him to a quick climax. A small whine escaped Gohan's mouth as he wriggled for more attention.
"Wait a second," Koji panted, "I'll get to you, just let me --"
"Let you what? Catch your breath?" Gohan asked.
"Here we are, " Koji said.
Before Gohan had time to ask another question, Koji was pouring something cold and liquid down his back. He rubbed it on his shoulders and spread it over his muscles, giving particular attention to his rear end. A bit of the substance was spread over his hips as well, warmed by Koji's hands.
"What is that?"
"Chocolate," Koji said as he licked his fingers, thinking briefly of a certain dark-haired cyborg. "We never did get to eat anything after all . . ."
//I am going to ki blast this dime when this is over,// Gohan thought fervently as Koji's clever fingers and tongue found their way to all the most sensitive places. Fortunately, THE most sensitive place was left untouched. Which was good, because Gohan was already hard pressed to control himself.
Koji played around Gohan's tail scar, coyly. Then without warning, he sucked right at the spot, eliciting an intensely hearfelt groan. He felt a sudden movement then, and heard the fatal sound . . . of a dime falling and clinking against the floor.
"Ye take one down . . . passitaround . . ." Juunanagou counted on his fingers as he paused, this was rather difficult, since he saw anywhere between thirty and forty fingers. "(burp) Fiiiiive boddles of . . . (Buuuurp)."
Koji found himself on the floor, on his back, with a very aroused and lust-crazed Gohan on top of him.
"I told you not to do that," Gohan purred in his ear, chest rumbling against his. Koji licked his lips, eyeing Gohan lasciviously.
"I couldn't resist," he said, trying not to moan at the wonderful sensation of feeling, every inch of the nicely shaped halfsaiyan, pressed against his body, which was almost quivering with anticipation. Gohan shifted his hips to lie more snugly against Koji. This time Koji did moan. Loudly too. Which served to incite the cloudy eyed halfblood. Gohan raised himself off of Koji, grabbed the lubricant, smeared it on, and pushed into Koji's warm entrance.
Juunanagou had finished all the alcohol in the bar, and was feeling decidedly unsteady. He had a vague idea that he should be going home, but decided against it. He lifted up into the air, weaving drunkenly, and headed to Gohan's house, squinting through bleary eyes.
Koji and Gohan had somehow managed to drag themselves into bed afterwards (Gohan's bed) and they had both fallen asleep exhausted, Gohan's nose slightly flatter than usual.
It was very dark by the time Juunana stumbled into Gohan's house. He staggered his way down the hall, into Gohan's room. He climbed into bed, next to Gohan, and promptly fell asleep.
MWA HA HA HA HA! I end it here! *runs away before anyone can get a good enough aim on her with the spork, or a tomatoe, or other projectile* See you all next time!