The Saiyan Bond

Sore

Trunks pov
The sun shone through my wall panel window finally and my eyes started to flutter open for the second time. It was morning now. As my eyes continued to adjust to the light, all the events of the evening came flooding back to me and for a few moments I began to panic.
What if mom heard?
What if someone opens the door right now?
What if Gohan just wanted a one night stand?
His arm squeezed me tighter and that put away all concern for the latter. If it was just a one night stand he would have left by now no doubt about it.
Still though, I couldn't help but feel completely calm at the same time that my heart was palpitating incessantly.
I was a big mess of emotion, excited relaxed happy worried anxious.
I turned slightly to try and see Gohans face and I met his open eyes that were half lidded.
"Goodmorning." He said hoarsely.
Shit that was hot
"U-Um...hi Gohan"
He smirked and planted a little kiss on my forehead.
"You feeling okay?"
"I-" it was as if my body heard him at that very moment and I realized I felt a massive ache around my lower half.
Oh god.
"I-I'm not exactly sure."
He quirks a brow and sits up, pulling me along with him and I groan at the feeling of putting pressure on my ass.
He tries to hide a giggle and I shoot him a glare.
"What's so funny?"
He flicks my nose and I blink.
"Just the fact that I did that to you."
Gohan makes another smirk and I swear I wanna punch him so badly but I couldn't bring myself to do so. He turns and makes his way off the bed and toward the bathroom. I listen patiently as the water turns on. A shower most likely and toilet flushes.
He comes back out with his shirt off and he looks slightly steamy with the hot water but I do my best to ignore it.
"Shower time, Trunks."
My eyes widen and he rolls his.
"I just freaking had sex with you. A shower is less embarrassing. Comeon."
I blush and suddenly I'm being carried into the bathroom like a fucking princess. Not that I didn't like it, it was just emasculating.
"I'm not a girl."
"And?"
"Never mind...."
He stands me up and my knees start to wobble so I grip onto his shoulders while he helps me out of my clothes and into the shower. Humming while he does so. I feel like his baby brother or something. This is so dumb.
"You're treating me like a kid, Gohan."
"No, I'm helping you. You wanna stand on your own? Be my guest."
He lets go of my sides and I start to wobble again and nearly fall but he catches me.
"See?" His mouth is at my ear and it makes me shiver slightly. But I have to ignore the lust because I'm positive my body can't take anymore at the moment.
He turns me to face him and he reaches around me to grab the soap. Soon I'm being scrubbed down from head to toe, even my ass gets washed and that was just embarrassing as hell.
"I feel so open to the public."
"No. You're only open to me."
He says this with a tight grip to my shoulders and a stern glare.
I shudder and quickly nod. Nearly afraid of a future punishment for something I didn't even do.