Wassup Everybody! It's me, and I'm not dead! (I know that this will allow you all to sleep better at night!) My laptop is fixed, yay!!!!! I don't have too much to say cuz' I know that you guys probably want to get to the story, so I won't bore you with a long note…!
Hope you guys like this one! (Oh yeah, the next chapter is the same as the one in the original "Laveder Lust"!!!!!!!!
Paradise of the Moon
A woman with long silver-blonde hair sighed dreamily as the warm trickles of water ran
down her body. There was nothing like a nice hot shower to relax those tense muscles,
and to be alone. She ran her fingers through her damp tresses, loving its soft feel, and
leaned upwards to let the gentle streams water caress her face. For the next ten minutes
this woman allowed herself to become completely oblivious to the world around her, and
instead enjoyed inhaling the mist and steam from the hot spray as it floated about her.
That is, until she found herself suddenly enclosed in a pair of strong arms. She dropped
the cloth that she had been washing herself with in surprise when he began placing soft,
hungry kisses down her neck, savoring her taste.
She shuddered, but not before tilting her head to the side, wanting to soothe the newfound
heat that was burning within her body. His hands drifted lower until they brushed across
her belly, rubbing her flat stomach and toying with her navel. The blonde hadn't even
heard the man enter the bathroom, but here he was, and from the looks of it he wasn't
going anywhere soon.
Her hands, as though of their own free will, reached up to wrap themselves around his
neck, pulling them closer together. He growled and quickly pulled her arms from his neck
before turning her to face him.
His mouth was pressed into a roguish grin, and his beautiful deep blue eyes were alight
with passion. Strings of wet lavender hair clung to his face and shoulders making him
look like something straight out of a dream. He looked so delicious that it hurt. That was
her last complete thought before she brought her hands up to cup his face and moved him
down so that his lips met hers.
He pulled away to place tender kisses on her cheeks and down her jaw, while his eager
hands slid over her lower back, and then trailed down her slippery bottom in order to
stroke her toned thighs.
One arm came up to wrap around her petite waist before hoisting her up so that blue
clashed with blue. She heard herself cry out in pleasure and pain when her back hit the
warm shower wall, but it turned into cry of ecstasy when he bent down to torment her
mauve nipple with his teeth and tongue. Teasing it until it became a taut little pebble in
his mouth, and then he did the same to its twin.
Her right hand formed a tight fist as she pounded against the shower wall. Heaven had
nothing on this…
Now it was her turn. In a burst of speed and strength the blonde pushed and then flipped
places with her lover so that his back was now resting where she had once been.
She raked her nails down his chest and over his nipples, reveling in the guttural moan she
received for her trouble. Her soft pink lips trailed delicate kisses full of fire down his
front, and then upon reaching his torso, she allowed herself to become a bit more daring
by sensually tracing his rippling muscles with her tongue. The combination of the
droplets of water that coated his body and sweat gave his skin a sweet yet salty taste.
The lavender haired man growled softly under his breath before grasping her shoulders
and lifting her in order to press her lips to his in another soul-searing kiss. Their tongues
explored the well known territory, their teeth nipped playfully at each others lips, and
their moans filled the hot, moist air.
She murmured her lover's name over and over against his lips, her body losing what little
strength she had left in her, as she fell into his waiting arms. Once again she was against
the wall, her small feet dangling off the ground as he moved between her legs.
"Serena I---" He began huskily as he prepared himself to enter her...
::BEEP...BEEP...BEEP...BEEP...BEEP::
A tired Serena groaned loudly as her alarm clock went off, interrupting her passionate
interlude with the love of her life.
"Stupid clock; And just when I was at the best part too!" She muttered grumpily as she
wiped the perspiration from her forehead. She hit the snooze button and then tried to drift
back into dreamland, only to be awoken by the noise of her alarm clock once again.
Muttering a curse that she had somehow picked up from her boyfriend and his friends,
she threw a pillow at the accursed piece of machinery, and then allowed another colorful
curse to flow passed her lips when she missed and knocked over her make-up case
instead. Serena growled angrily leaning over the edge of her comfy bed to swing at the damn clock, managing to hit it dead on. She smiled triumphantly, but that didn't last for
long because her legs had somehow become tangled in the bed sheets, and she went
toppling over the side, landing in an ungraceful heap on the hard-wood floor.
She slammed a pillow on her face, resisting the urge to scream at the unfairness of it all.
In her opinion it was way too early to be up, after all it was just barely ten o'clock! What
person in their right mind would begin their day at such an ungodly hour?
A Ki blast caused a tree to crash to the ground out in the yard, causing Serena to sigh
deeply into her pillow. Vegeta would that's who. The man had never been completely
sane to begin with, Serena concluded silently.
Well, since she was up, she might as well shower and then go down to breakfast. A laugh
escaped her lips as her tummy gurgled loudly at the thought pancakes and
bacon...and eggs...hash browns...sausage...yum!
At the simple thought of food, Serena was up, had grabbed her clothes, and had made her
way into the bathroom in less than thirty seconds! (AN: A girl's got to eat right? This is
Serena after all...the bottomless pit!)
Her time in the shower remained uneventful, much to Serena's disappointment, a part of
her longed for her dream to come true. Maybe then the dreams that plagued her every
night would cease and she would finally be able to get a decent amount of sleep.
Stepping out of the shower, she dried herself off and then towel dried her hair. Taking her towel, she quickly began to clean off the steam covered mirror in order to style her
honey-butter-blonde mane that went to the middle of her back. Putting it in an easy high
ponytail she dressed hurriedly and made her way down three flights of stairs and into the
spacious kitchen of the luxurious vacation home owned by Dr. Briefs and his wife,
Bunny.
::THE KITCHEN::
Serena practically floated into the kitchen when the precious aroma of freshly baked
muffins wafted into the hallway. It was there that she found Chi-Chi and Bulma baking
up a storm. Since they weren't paying any attention to her she sneakily reached toward a
gooey blue-berry muffin, her mouth watering as she thought of the first bite she would
take.
Her reverie was swiftly shattered however, when out of nowhere a black spatula came
crashing down on her outstretched fingers, causing her to immediately jerk away
from the steaming plate.
"Ouch!" She screeched angrily while nursing her hurt fingers. "For Kami's sake Chi-Chi,
a simple 'No' or 'Those are for breakfast' would have done just as well! Were you trying
to break my fingers or something?"
"Well then next time don't try to sneak off with one of Bulma's muffins!" She huffed
indignantly.
Serena's face paled considerably at the words "Bulma's muffins", that had been an
accident just waiting to happen. Sure they smelled edible, hell they smelled wonderful,
but that was how all her stuff smelled, but when it was tasted...well that was another
story. She seriously thought about hugging the woman in front of her for saving her life
the way she had, even if she had sacrificed Serena's poor fingers in the process.
Bulma turned to face the intruding teenager, her eyes filled with exasperation. "Honestly
Serena, my cooking is not that bad!"
"You're right, Chi-Chi muttered under her breath, it's worse."
"What was that Chi?" Bulma asked as her eyes narrowed dangerously. She turned to face
Serena again before replying, "Go on and try one! I bet they taste great! Go on!"
"That's okay, the blonde protesting before backing toward the entrance with her hands
held out in front of her to ward off Bulma's protests, Chi-Chi's right. I should wait for
breakfast like everybody else. I'll just be going now."
"Serena wait!" Bulma called out after her, causing her to stiffen in the doorway. "Would
you go wake Trunks for me? He was up sparring with Gohan earlier, but I think he went
back to sleep. He should be in his room right now."
"Yeah sure!"
Once the blonde was out of earshot Chi-Chi turned back to Bulma.
"Nice job with keeping her away from your muffins Chi." Bulma grumbled.
"Well it worked didn't it?"
"But did you have to insult my cooking"
"I was only telling the truth---" Chi-Chi began before she was hit with a face-full of flour.
She blinked once, then twice...and then a deadly flour war began.
::TRUNKS' BEDROOM::
So many of those damned stairs! Why had that boy picked a room so close to the top of
the house!?
Quietly opening the door to her boyfriend's bedroom, Serena smiled at the sweet picture the boy before her made. Trunks was shirtless and was lying peacefully on his front with
an arm draped over the edge of his large bed. His lavender hair had begun to come out of
its loose ponytail, and the strands framed his face, accenting his striking features.
Just as the sweet smile had formed on her face it was quickly replaced by a mischievous
grin as she rubbed her hands together evilly. This was perfect, after eighteen years of
being friends the guy had never figured out that it was best for him to be up before she
was, otherwise he would be in for a rude awakening.
Oh well, she shrugged mentally, he should be used to it by now anyway. He had brought
this on himself, it was what he got for getting to sleep while she had to wake up. If she,
Serena Tuskino, would not be permitted to sleep then no one else would be able to either.
Serena drew in a deep breath, and then took a running start and jumped into Trunks' bed,
startling him from his sleep. He shot upwards, which allowed Serena time to check out
his black boxers. Trunks' head jerked from side to side in surprise, before resting his eyes
on his girlfriend's slender form.
He gave an irritated grunt and pulled the covers over his head intending to fall back
asleep. That was not gonna happen, nope not in this lifetime, her breakfast was on the
line here!
"Sweetie, she shrieked in his ear at the top of her lungs, time to rise and shine!" Serena
grasped the covers with both hands and tugged with all her might, she was rewarded with
a deep growl and with the smack of a pillow, sending her tumbling off a bed for the
second time that morning. That was also part of their ritual, but it still hurt!
"Owie!" She whimpered pitifully from her current position on the floor. "That hurt
Trunks!"
He groaned and flipped on his back with his hands behind his head. Trunks was silent for
a moment before replying. "One would like to think that you would get tired of doing that
one day. Today is not that day is it?"
"I think you broke my butt you jerk!" Serena muttered while rubbing her abused rear.
He let out a sigh of defeat.
"Come here."
"No. I'm already hurt enough thank you very much. By the way, have you considered
Anger Management of some sort?"
"I'll tell you if you tell me why you take so much pleasure in attacking people while
they're in bed minding their own business. Don't you ever get tired of bothering me?"
"Have you ever gone a whole twenty-four hours without a girlfriend?" She fired back.
"Watch it Tuskino." Trunks warned gently as he watched Serena stand up and brush
herself off.
"You hurt me!" She whined melodramatically as she made her way towards the door, it
was time for breakfast.
"Then come here so I can make it better." Trunks murmured huskily as he sat up in bed,
letting the covers pool around his legs, allowing his boxers to come into plain view. He, however, either didn't notice or didn't care because Serena was the only one who had
enough decency to blush for the both of them.
"That's not happenin' babe. I'm hungry, I'm hurt, and you need to put on some clothes. Let's go, c'mon grab something and hop in the shower cuz I'm outta here!"
"But it's no fun showering alone!"
"Well you've been doing it alone for a while now, I thought you'd be used to it! I'm not
going in there with you, besides I already had my shower." Serena turned away from him
to open the door, only to instantly be swept up in her boyfriend's arms.
"Aaaahhhhcccckkkk! Trunks put me down! There is food in the kitchen, nice hot
food…(drool)…and everyone's gonna eat it all without me!" She stuck out her full
bottom lip in a stubborn puppy-dog pout as she spoke.
"So what? That's not what I'm hungry for right now…" He trailed off as he murmured
into her ear. She shuddered as he bent down to nuzzle her neck and let her head fall back
in ecstasy as he nibbled on her throat.
"Serena?"
"Hmmm…?" She responded lazily.
"You stink." Trunks stated simply.
"I what!? I stink!?"
"Yep, I think someone needs another shower."
He laughed when she hit him none to gently in his shoulder. "You really are a jerk, you
know that?" She muttered when he began making his way into "His" bathroom with her
still in his arms. Her eyes widened in surprise when she finally realized that he was being
serious.
If what happened in her dream were to happen in real-life then… Serena felt her eyes
glaze over and her pulse began to quicken. She watched as he grabbed a towel from the
rack before stepping over to the shower and turning on the water. Good, at least he was
going to make this quick, she didn't know much longer she would have lasted resting
against his bare chest. The feeling of those contracting and expanding muscles under the
heat of her palms was enough to drive any girl wild, not to mention that under any
other circumstances she'd probably have fallen asleep in his arms. Whenever Serena was
in his arms, she felt safe…and he was always so warm.
Serena shivered inadvertently when a cold drop of water hit her hand, making her cling
tighter to Trunks, and giggled softly as his long lavender hair tickled her arms.
"Cold darling?" He murmured into her ear before catching her lips in a soft, heated kiss
before nipping at her lower lip.
"Uhmhmm…" Was all she could say between kisses. "But now I'm hot…"
"Then how about we cool off a bit before breakfast?"
Serena trailed a finger down the center of his chest and watched in delight as he shivered
under her touch.
He took hold of her hand and removed it from his chest before intertwining their fingers.
"Before we go any further babe, do you promise not to wake me up like that any more?"
The dreamy look in Serena's eyes disappeared as soon as the words flew out of his
mouth. "No way pal, she snorted, if you don't want that to ever happen again then be
awake before I am and there won't be a problem! I can't promise you anything Trunks,
you should know that."
"Then I can't promise you that I'll be gentle." He said as he gave her a sexy grin.
"Who said I wanted you to be?" Her voice lowered until it became a husky whisper.
"Just remember you said that darling…" He trailed off as a new light came into his eyes.
It was a look of pure evil, and it was a look that Serena noticed one second too late.
She screeched shrilly when Trunks held her out to the freezing streams of water, being
just inches away, she could feel cold mist as it covered her bare arms. That asshole had
never warmed the water up!
Serena's face turned red with both anger and fear and she quickly tired climb on top of
Trunks in hopes of getting as far as possible from the very very wet water.
"Omigosh!"
"Trunks this is freezing cold! Have you lost your mind or something!? Do you have any idea of how long it took for me to get my hair this straight? I spent forever yesterday trying to clip all of my split ends, not to mention that this outfit happens to brand-new! So stop joking around and let me down already…please?" She added the last part when he showed no signs of relenting. Instead of thinking it over he moved Serena even closer to the falling droplets, and let out a loud laugh when she shrieked again.
"Okay, okay, okay! I am really really really sorry! I swear that will never do anything to scare you like that again! Seriously, you have my word; now please, pretty please with whipped cream and a cherry on top!?" She let out the sigh that she had been holding in for some time now as he appeared to be considering it.
"I think I believe you babe…but just what are you willing to do for it? Begging was a nice touch, but I think that it's going to take a little more…persuasion."
She gulped loudly before replying, "Just what did you have in mind?"
"I don't know, but that whipped cream and cherry idea has quite a bit of potential."
Trunks had to hold back another laugh as his girlfriend's face turned three different shades of red. It took her a moment to come back to reality, but once she did, she exploded. "You! You-you-you---! That is---I mean…Okay you know what? Just---just put me down dammit! Trunks I am NOT playing with you, alright? I said what I meant and I meant what I said, now which part of that did you not understand?"
"Fine, he fired back coolly, I'll put you down…and cool you down at the same time." And with that said he proceeded to drop her into the shower and close the door. Trunks cringed and covered his ears when Serena screamed, but in his opinion she'd had it coming for some time now.
He pulled off his black silk boxers (AN: Can't you just imagine it now?), and in one fluid motion he had replaced his boxers with a dark purple towel. Trunks had just finished tucking the knot in place the shower door was thrown open and out stepped a thoroughly soaked Serena.
Steam was literally pouring out of her ears as she rung out her hair, mentally wincing as she pulled too hard. Trunks could feel his lower half tighten at the sight his girlfriend. With her golden locks clinging to the smooth skin of her face and neck, and her clothes plastered to her body like a second skin, she looked utterly irresistible.
A few minutes ago he'd had every intention of taking her the way he'd wanted to, but this opportunity had been too good to pass up. So what if she was mad? Serena would just have to get over it, she was his after all.
"Problem Princess?" Trunks asked sweetly.
He held back a chuckle when she snarled viscously at him. When she began to advance upon him Trunks stood his ground, this new side of her was turning him on.
"Why did you do that to me?" She questioned softly.
"Because you needed to be taught a lesson Love, why do you think?"
The minute she registered his words she launched herself at him with all the force she could muster. Serena let out a frustrated shriek as he continually dodged swipe after swipe of her nails, he was just too damn fast!
Trunks tried to catch her around the waist, she was just too little and too slippery. He grunted in pain when she managed to clock him in the head with a rather large shampoo bottle. Trunks did however; manage to capture a leg that had failed in its attempt to kick him, putting them in a rather compromising position.
Serena began to wiggle furiously in hopes of freeing herself from her boyfriend's hold. With one last desperate attempt Serena jerked herself forward and then backwards, but instead of helping the situation, it sent them both crashing onto the tiled bathroom floor with Serena pinned under Trunks. All the poor blonde could do was groan from the pain in her lower abdomen and lack of oxygen.
Both were breathing hard and ready for any surprise attack that might come their way. Serena sneakily brought her other free arm up to deliver one last punch, only to have it be intercepted by the lavender teen above her. He glared at her and flashed her a quick smirk of triumph before pulling the newly captured arm over her head.
Serena's heart began to race and a blush formed on her cheeks when she realized that Trunks' towel was hanging half-off his body, it was still covering all of his ::cough:: assets, but just barely. And not only was he about to lose his only article of clothing, if you can even call a towel that, some sort of a bulge could be seen forming behind it.
She squeezed her eyes shut and gasped out the words: "Can't breathe!"
Trunks immediately adjusted his position on top her, allowing fresh air to flow back into her lungs. He also let go of both her arms, and grinned devilishly when she tried to shield herself from his roaming eyes. This was actually going better than he had expected.
Serena gave a weak laugh at the events that had just transpired only moments ago before she began calculating another means of escape.
"Okay, she began bravely; you've had your fun Trunks. Let me up so I can go change please."
"Why can't you change right here baby?" He purred suggestively.
"Don't call me that!"
"Why not darling?"
"Because I said so, and because I don't like that name!" She retorted huffily.
"Then what do I call you Tuskino?" His voice dropped until it seemed as though it was nothing but a simple husky vibration against the hollow of her throat.
"Cut it out," she managed as she slowly became lost in his passionate kisses. "Why don't you just call me Serena like everyone else?"
He stopped kissing her neck and moved his way up to her delicate earlobe, taking his sweet time by blowing sexily in her ear. "Because baby, I'm not just anyone. How about I call you what I want and we leave it at that? See darling, it's simple really, you belong to me, end of discussion."
"What did you just say?"
You heard exactly what I said Serena, but I'll repeat it anyway. You are mine, you belong to me and you will always belong to me.
"You have no right to---" Serena burst out.
"I have every right, he cut her off, and this will take time for you to understand everything darling. From now on no male other than me and the ones I choose will ever be able to touch you, and I will kill any that dare. It is as simple as that. Now you can either leave or join me in the shower, for real this time."
The new glimmer in his eyes frightened Serena to no end, but excited her at the same time. That arrogant bastard, didn't own her, she wasn't his property…!
Trunks spoke again when she mad no move to get up and leave. "You're trying my patience sweetie and you're shivering. You had best make up your mind quickly before I do it for you."
That was all he had to say, because in a flash, his blonde vixen had unlocked the bathroom door, thrown it open and sprinted out of his room, leaving her boyfriend sprawled out on the floor.
Facts were facts, she'd be his eventually, and she would have to terms with it.
AUTHORS NOTES: I hope you like this chapter! I will try to update weekly, and please make sure you read my notes because this is were I usually answer questions or talk about the story status. Thanx for reading, and please REVIEW!!!!!!
Losta Luv,
Galaxystar :)
