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CHAPTER 7. INSTINCTS
Last time in "Fear".
She pushed her lips together and raised her eyebrows, balling her hands into fists. "Go on, Trunks, keep talking… What is what I will see?"
He gulped… Damn… He turned around and bent down on his knees screwing down the last bolt in the metal surface of the ship. "Pan, we don't have time for this"
She wasn't going to let him avoid the subject. She watched him put the screwdriver in his belt, standing up slowly. "I don't see fire anywhere around, so yes, we have time."
A shadow cast over them. They looked at each other and turned around quickly. This time it was something else.
The snow had melted around them and a big red metal structure was standing in front of them. Both stepped back and Pan threw a glance over the space ship fearing it could be destroyed.
Trunks pushed her away and took a fight stance. "Go inside, Pan."
She looked at him in confusion and then she took a fight stance, mimicking him. "I'm not going inside, Trunks. I will fight beside you."
He gritted his teeth, preparing his attack. "I'm telling you to GO INSIDE, Pan."
She narrowed her eyes and took off to the sky. "I'm not a girl anymore, Trunks! In case you haven't noticed!"
He tried to stop her but it was too late, she was already throwing punches and kicks to the structure. Her boot had melted almost immediately and Trunks flew to her side and threw a big ball of energy.
The structure wasn't melting and red fluid was flowing upwards. Trunks looked at Pan menacingly. "If you don't go inside right now, the trip is over and we will be returning to Earth as soon as I finish with this thing."
She glared at him for a moment, but then she nodded her head and flew inside the ship. She hadn't seen him so angry in ages, and something had told her he meant the trip was over, so she wouldn't risk her mission.
He looked at the area surrounding the structure, it had melted and under the snow, he could see some hatches. Soon, the hatches opened and some metal creatures erupted from the ground.
He stared at them defiantly. The creatures stared back and approached the ship. A Ki ball formed in his hand and he flew off to the ship, shielding it. "Stay away. I don't want to hurt you whoever you are. We didn't come here as a threat and we are leaving if you don't interfere."
The creatures analyzed his features and formed a circle around the spaceship, waiting for his next move.
Trunks' palm was stretched out with the palm upwards and a big Ki ball on it, ready to throw it if necessary.
A figure appeared behind the metal creatures. A paled skinned creature, short and with no ears. Its eyes were big and light and a soft fur covered it. He stared at the hands under the sleeves, it didn't have claws and the fingers were long and rounded.
The figure raised its arm. An engraved stick in its hand with crystal stones in both ends. The figure locked its eyes with Trunks' and pointed the crystal to him raising the other hand as a sign of peace.
Trunks frowned and got ready to shoot, but the crystal projected a three dimensional image with strange spots of colour. Even Trunks didn't see a thing the message was clear in his mind. These creatures weren't a threat. How did he know it? He wasn't sure, but the colours had entered his brain and it made him feel in peace.
He lowered his hand still hesitant and then, the creature approached. He stretched out his hand and gave Trunks a crystal. Trunks refused to take it and glued his eyes at the stone.
The creature watched him intensely and nodded his head.
Trunks grabbed the crystal and it was like electricity had entered his body, but then everything was clear. The creatures were friendly, they had been attacked for years until they decided to hide under the ground. Their planet used to have a big brilliant sun until some enemies destroyed it and since then, they had to live in the cold.
One of them had invented a source of energy and placed it in the centre of the planet, where all were living now. It had shielded the centre and many space ship had landed trying to attack but had left as soon as they scanned the place, thinking it was deserted.
Somehow they had decided to show themselves, knowing the visitors were only two creatures and maybe they needed help.
A powerful blast hit the ground destroying a group of metal creatures. "Leave him alone!"
The giant structure moved and hit Pan in the head. She fell rapidly to the ground where a giant metal piece closed over her. Red liquid covered the metal bars, so she wouldn't escape.
Trunks shook his head and stood up slowly. The skinned creature looked at him in confusion and he sensed a voice inside him, painful and loud. Who is the other creature?
He squinted his eyes trying to focus in the creature in front of him. "Who?"
The creature pointed his fingers to the metal dome and stared at him.
Trunks heart skipped a beat and he turned quickly to the ship, calling her. The door of the ship was opened and she wasn't answering. The intercom wasn't dead, she just wasn't answering. He gritted his teeth and approach the creature. "What did you do to her?"
The creature seemed confused and then, he raised a non existent eyebrow, invading his mind again. Is that your mate? She attacked us.
Trunks ran to the metal dome but as soon as his fingers touched it, he pulled away with a big burnt on them. "Release her"
The furred creature replied, shaking his head. No, she is dangerous.
He panicked, fearing she was hurt. "She is not dangerous! She thought you were hurting me!"
The creature stared at Trunks in deep thought. He raised a hand and a group of metallic soldiers picked up the dome, revealing an unconscious Pan laying on the ground.
Trunks scooped her up in his arms, talking to her, while he tightened his arms around her. "Pan, wake up. Please, Pan. Wake up."
He insisted for five minutes but she didn't answer and then, he glared at the furred creature, walking to the spaceship.
The creature walked behind Trunks and shouted in his mind. We can heal her.
Trunks stopped in his tracks and turned around slowly. "I don't know if I can trust you, I better take her inside the ship."
The creature shook his head again and stretched out his hand. Trunks closed his eyes in pain, his head was almost exploding while a voice kept repeating. Bring her to me. I will heal her wounds. Your technology is not enough to heal the discharge our guardian sent to her brain
His vision was blurry and he fainted, with Pan still in his arms.
MUTUAL HELP.
He woke up in a strange place. He shook his head a couple of times and turned and stood up quickly looking for Pan. She was laying in a sheet metal and something like an advanced lamp was over her. Lightnings all over her head.
He stretched out his hands to reach her, but a discharge was sent through his body as a voice irrupted in the depth of his mind. We are healing her head. You must not interfere with the process or her brain will be damaged.
He panicked and turned around, looking for his mind' invader. "Where are you? Show yourself!"
A small group of furred people appeared and approached slowly. If we wanted to kill her, we would have done that already
Trunks pondered in those words for a minute, the pain in his head wasn't that severe now. "What are you doing to her? What do you want? Why do you want to help us?"
The elder of the group approached and fixed his eyes on Trunks. We are reverting the discharges sent to her brain to heal her. We need your help and you possess skills we don't. We are helping you because we need you.
Trunks looked at him through narrowed eyes. "How did you know we have powers?"
The creature smiled for the first time. We didn't. At first we only wanted to help you, but we saw what you did to the guardian and then, what that mate of yours did.
He lifted his head swallowing what he was about to say. They didn't need to know she wasn't his mate.
READING MINDS.
The group of creatures chuckled lightly.
The creature shook his head, turning his back to him. Come with me. I will explain what is what we need.
Trunks pressed his teeth while his jaw tightened. Had they laughed at him or it was only his imagination? "No, until she is healed"
The creature didn't turn around. He just stood there, voicing his thoughts loudly inside of Trunks' mind. "The process takes time. We won't hurt your mate."
He rolled his eyes. Useless… he didn't need to elaborate. What for? He only wanted her safe. He followed the creature to a nearby room. "What do you need?"
The creature explained there was another sun but the light and heat was blocked due to a planet obstructing the sun rays. Trunks asked why they hadn't just shot the planet but the creature told him they had great technology but they were so far away to shoot something. Their technology was basically about metals and mental power. They didn't have great weapons and they had developed only defence systems.
Trunks agreed although he had to leave Pan in this planet with the uings, He would pilot the spaceship and shoot the Kia planet. It the weapons on the ship weren't enough he would need to blast it.
Trunks left to Kia. The planet was near and if he had calculated everything right he would be back by tomorrow.
CRISIS.
Pan woke up and tried to stand up, looking around her with panic. Where was Trunks? What was this place? Had they captured? If that, she would die fighting, but they wouldn't get away with… whatever they had done to Trunks.
Her eyes watered and she wiped the tears furiously.
A shield was around her body and every time she tried to break it, her skin ended sore and burnt. She started talking through the intercom, but the end of the line seemed dead. Dende… no… not again… she just couldn't lose Trunks… She would do everything to have him back… even returning to Earth.
The creatures approached surprised at the rage her eyes showed.
She had already tried to blast the shield and they knew she would try to kill them all. It was only a matter of time before she destroyed the shield. One of them tried to calm her down, but she wasn't listening. Every time they had tried to go inside her brain her fury had blocked any outsider thought.
They were good at reading minds, it was their skill after all, the way they communicated among their race, but this female was weird. She didn't have a high control of her mind… it seemed she was overly sentimental, but her rage was powerful and there was no space left in her mind to accept their thoughts because she was terribly worried about the male.
She tried to blast the creatures through the shield and it felt like she was succeeding but it didn't break.
The elder looked at her sternly, they would need to put her back to sleep if she didn't give up… and that was something he honestly believed it wouldn't happen. He didn't know which race they belonged to, but it was a strong one.
Pan gritted her teeth. "What did you do to him? Bring him to me!"
The creature shook his head, trying to speak the visitors' language. He had learnt some words after invading Trunks' mind. "He not here"
Pan' eyes popped out. What? Of course he was here, he wouldn't leave her. "That's not true! He is here!"
The creature shook his head again, approaching slowly. "destroying planet"
Pan' eyes watered again and she balled her hands. "We weren't here to destroy your planet, we only wanted to repair our ship."
The creature sighed, his arms at both sides of his body. "we 'il you, i leave, comin back"
She panicked, these son of a bitch was saying he thought they had kill her and he had left… that he wasn't coming back. She cried out in pain and her eyes changed. With a red tint on her eyes and her hair standing to an end, like it was defying gravity, she shouted. "If you don't bring him to me now, I will kill you all."
Vegeta would have been very proud of her if he had seen her… she was a true warrior and she would take their lives if she didn't see Trunks around.
The creature stepped back and waved his hand to another creature with a stick. The creature nodded his head, the female didn't understand their words… they
UNEXPECTED EVENTS.
Trunks sank in his seat. The damned planet was still there and he had already shot everything the ship had.
He hovered off the floor and floated outside the ship charging his energy. A powerful blast was sent to Kia, but only a small part of the surface was destroyed. He sighed, this was going to take him a few hours, but at least, the planet wasn't inhabited.
He had already tried to blast the planet to pieces for more than an hour, so he had to transform and shoot his most powerful attack. The planet had been reduced to 50% of his size but it was still a hard task. It seems the planet' surface was strong.
He didn't want to destroy it, but somehow he knew it was for good. He shot another powerful blast and what was left of the planet disappeared splitting in small pieces thrown in opposites directions of the galaxy. Some of the fragments of Kia hit the surface of Ui causing several damages on its surface.
A small green sun was shining, directing its light to Ui. The light of the three stars was nothing compared to this sun, even when it was small. He flew back to the ship and started the engine, ready to return to Ui, where Pan must be completely healed by now.
BERSERK
Pan awakening was harsh. She started shooting against everything. When she realized what they had done to her she went berserk, thinking Trunks was dead. The uings had tried to tell her he was alive but she wasn't listening, her brain was closed to the creatures.
She just wanted to break the metal bars and kill everything in the planet.
She didn't even sense his Ki when the spaceship landed. Her hands were bleeding due to the time she had tried to open the metal bars with her bare fingers.
Her eyes were red and her vision was blurry. The shine in her eyes was dangerous and sad at the same time. Her tears were running free along with the dangerous teal tint in her eyes. She could almost feel the energy surging through her veins and a powerful strength invading her body.
The creatures were worried. She wouldn't be trapped there long enough. They had released a sigh of release when they were notified the lavender haired male was there, but that didn't stop her rage.
Two seconds before she broke the metal cage, Trunks appeared in front of her. He stared at her in shock… That couldn't be Pan… She had almost transformed, her look was fierce and cruel and she was covered in blood. His jaw dropped open and he ran to the cage.
Pan calmed down instantly, looking at him as if he was a ghost. She realized it wasn't a dream or a nightmare when she heard him shouting to set her free.
The creatures complained, arguing she was going to kill them all and Trunks started talking to Pan. "Pan, listen to me. It is okay, I'm here. We are fine."
She shook her head, not sure if it was her imagination.
He tried again, stretching out his hand. "Listen to me, Pan. They are friends, they don't want to hurt us. You need to calm down."
She blinked a few times and lowered her hands, but still in silence.
He waved his hand to the elder and he pointed out to the cage with the stick. The metal in the joints of the bars started melting and flowing downwards.
Pan stepped back, waiting for her freedom.
The bars finally opened and he approached, embracing her in a big hug. "Pan, God. What happened to you?"
She wanted to shout, but she only sobbed, wrapping her arms tight around his shoulders.
He raised a hand wiping her tears off and caressing her hair. "My God, Pan. Come here. It is okay."
She started shaking in his arms, while burying her face in his neck. "I thought you were dead."
After a while, he scooped her up in his arms and nodded to the elder. "We must leave now. I need to put her in the regeneration tank we have inside the ship."
The uing nodded his head. Thank you. I'm sorry your mate hurt herself. We tried to tell her you were alive, but she didn't let us
Uings were afraid of her. He had never seen a female reacting like that, not even in the enemies' files.
Trunks nodded his head again and hovered off the floor. "Thank you. Now you have light and heat. I hope you can rebuild your planet."
The creature stretched out his hand and showed his palm. A big crystal was shining on it. Take it. We will be always grateful and if you ever need to come back, or any of you, tell them to wear it and we will treat them like friends
Pan's body was shaking. He glanced at her and then took the crystal. "Thank you. I'll explain my friend everything. You don't need to be afraid of her."
The elder looked at him in confusion. He scanned his mind quickly and then smiled. We understand why your soon to be mate, reacted that way.
Trunks opened his mouth to argue, but he closed it again. He wanted to leave that place, he wanted to take Pan to the ship where both would be safe and he didn't want to ask why the creature had told him that… he didn't want to know… that creature had read his mind and he didn't want to face what was inside him, what the creature had seen that made him say that. "Good bye."
HOME.
Trunks sat in the pilot chair still carrying Pan. He had tried to put her on the couch, but she just didn't want to let go off him, so he carried her to the control room. He could set the automatic pilot and then take care of her.
He shook his head. "Calm down, Pan. We are home, now."
She didn't answer and he knew she was frightened. She didn't show this side very often, but she was scared, and she was crying. He bit his lip before starting the engine. "Pan, sweetheart… I need the key."
She didn't listen to him, she only tightened her arms around his neck.
He held her tight, running a hand through her hair. "Pan, give me the key. I need to start the engine and set a new course."
She seemed to react at his words and looked up at his eyes. Her eyes at the same level than his. "We are going back to Earth, right?"
He held her gaze for a moment and then, lowered his face, still brushing her hair. "No… we are going to New Namek."
She stared at him in surprise and pulled away slightly, fidgeting with the zip of the suit. He pulled away his hands and unzipped her suit. She stared at him in silence and blushed, lowering her eyes. He noticed her flushed face and pulled back his hands, turning his head to the side.
She cleared her throat softly and took out the key, placing it in his hand.
He closed his hand, brushing her fingers and then looked at the metallic key in his hand, it was all covered in blood… her blood. He grimaced as if something had hit him and slide the key in the control panel, setting the course.
DEPENDENCE.
Once the pilot was on, he stood up, holding her tight in his arms. "We need to clean your hands, Pan. God, Pan. Why did you touch those bars. Look at your fingers… they are burnt and bloody."
She lowered her head, avoiding the answer. "I lost control."
He smiled tenderly. She went berserk because of him… he was sure… she didn't need to say it, he knew it.
He put her down on her feet when they were in the bathroom and open the faucet water, rinsing the blood off her fingers.
She winced in pain, trying to close her hand.
He shook his head, holding firmly her wrist. "Don't even try, Pan. You know we need to do this."
She nodded her head. Her eyes were now puffy and her skin was burning. A shiver run down her body at the contact with the water and she held back a scream.
He bit his lip, knowing he was hurting her hand. "I'm sorry, but I know you are strong and you can take it."
Her head moved upside down while Trunks cleaned her hands. Finally, he pushed her gently to the bedroom and made her sit down on the bed. He bound up her hands and caressed lightly her arms. "You need to sleep, Pan."
She shook her head. Her gaze lost in some spot over Trunks shoulder.
He stood up and turned around to leave, but her voice stopped him. "Wait."
He turned around and sat in the edge of the bed. "Yes?"
Her eyes watered again and she threw herself to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I thought you were dead, Trunks. I thought you were dead."
He closed his eyes tightly and hugged her back, caressing her back. "I know, Pan, and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you there, but… I'm sorry. I will explain everything tomorrow morning, okay?"
She didn't let go of him, refusing to leave the warmth of his arms. "No, don't go."
He closed his eyes again and laid back in bed, over his side. His arms tight around her back. He placed a soft kiss on her forehead. "I won't go, Pan. Now, sleep. You need it, both need it."
She shook her head, tightening her arms. "No. If I fall sleep you'll go somewhere else."
He chuckled lightly. "Of course not, Pan. I'm not going anywhere."
They stayed like that for a while. Neither Trunks nor Pan said a word and soon, they were both asleep in bed.
RECRIMINATION.
They slept in late. Trunks didn't know what time it was when he woke up, but he was still tired. He turned to the side to see Pan's head resting on his chest, her eyes still wrapped around his waist.
He smiled at her. Dark red circles under her eyes, lips pressed together and a slight wrinkle on her forehead. She needed to rest and he was afraid that she could wake up if he moved. He didn't move, decided to wait until she woke up.
A small movement of her chest and head, told him she was about to wake up and he caressed her back lightly. "Good morning, sleeping beauty."
She blinked a few times and stared at him with big dark eyes. "Where are we?"
He frowned a bit. "In space…"
She squinted her eyes a bit, trying to focus in their surroundings. "I know we are in space, I mean… whereabouts exactly…"
He chuckled, removing his arm from her back. "I don't know. I need to check the stellar map."
She yawned, closing an eye in pain at the contact of her hand with her mouth. "Ouch."
He raised his eyebrows, looking at her hands worriedly. "I need to see your hands first."
She pulled back her hand, hiding it from him. "No, go and check our location. I can wait."
He shook his head. "Not this time, Pan. I'm in charge now… and I'm going to check your hands first."
She looked from the bandages to his gaze. "No… check the course and come back."
He cocked an eyebrow. "I don't want to repeat it, Pan. You already prove you act first by emotion and then by logic. I'm going to check your hands first."
She loved him, but she wasn't going to let him treat her like a child… That's when she remembered of everything he had said in the planet… and she clenched her jaw. "You mean I must listen to you because I'm a damn brat or because we wouldn't be in this mess if it wasn't for me?"
He froze for a second. She had changed in a second. She wasn't the cute and loving girl now… she was a enraged vindictive young woman. "…"
She pulled away her hands harshly, wincing in pain. "What? You don't know what to say because I'm as bitchy as my grandma?"
His face reddened. He had forgotten about their little argument… in fact, he hoped she didn't remember all the nasty things he had said out there, but she did. "I was upset, Pan. You know I care for you, I wouldn't say those things unless…"
She arched an eyebrow, putting her hands carefully on her hips. "Unless what? Unless I tried to warn you because out there was something dangerous?"
He shifted from one foot to the other, feeling uncomfortable. "No… unless you started shouting at me."
She narrowed her eyes, he wasn't planning to turn the tables… now it was HER fault? No way! "That's not true! I only warned you!"
He mimicked her stance and looked at her fixedly. "You shouted at me! I even dropped the screwdriver!"
She snarled, lifting her head twice as if she was nodding. "Yeah, sure. Maybe I yelled, but that's because I was worried and I had to alert you."
He levelled her gaze raising his voice. "You hinted I was wasting my time when I was working and it was you who interrupted me!"
She looked at him square in the eye and spat back. "You said I was ordering you around and that's a lie! I'm not bossy, I'm cautious."
His right eye twitched and he chuckled. "Funny name the one you chose, Pan, but I'm afraid cautious is not synonymous of bossy… and you are bossy."
She replied with a fake smile on. "And so what? You don't have to put up with me, you just have to listen to me!
His voice was now loud and angry. He clasped his hands digging his nails in the palms. "And you are the one saying that you don't order me around? I'm not a toy, Pan. I'm a man, I'm older than you. I have experience in battle and this is not the first time I'm in space"
She squeezed her eyes shut for a second and reopened them with fire burning behind her pupils. "Well, this is not my first time either or you already forgot?"
He sighed, a bit desperately of her antics. "Oh yeah, sure. I remember how good you are to get in problems. You find them as if your life depended on them."
She opened her eyes wide, now… that had hurt her, but he continued.
"And don't put on that face, Pan. I'm not buying it."
She gritted her teeth. "You are a jerk, Trunks. I shouldn't have brought you with me!"
He opened his mouth not believing what she was saying. "What? You didn't bring me here, Pan. I was trying to stop you in case you have forgotten!"
She shoved him away, pushing him hard and hurting her hands in the way. "How dare you to treat me like this? I was awfully worried down there and you just don't care."
He dropped his hand to his sides. "You know I care."
She tried punch his face in a quick movement. "That's not true! You left me there!"
He held her wrists with a hand, lifting his arm and her wrists over her head.
She looked at him with a shocked expression and he advanced forward, stopping an inch away from her face. His free hand grabbed the back of her neck and his fingers slid under her hair, resting on her scalp and holding her head at the same time. "You know it is true, Pan."
His face came closer as her heartbeat fastened. "I didn't leave you there, Pan. I had to go. I already explained that to you."
Her eyes watered and tears began to trickle down her face.
He shook his head, biting his lip and in a second he had her pressed against her chest. "I will never leave you again, Pan. I'm sorry and I'm sorry about that argument."
She took a deep breath and leaned against his chest, sobbing quietly. "I thought you were dead and it broke my heart. I don't know what I would do without you, Trunks."
He closed his eyes, breathing in her hair and let go of her wrists, lowering his arm to hold her back. His upper lip trembled and he stopped fighting with himself. "I thought you were dead too, Pan."
Her entire body trembled and she blinked through the tears that were rolling down her face, whispering close to his ear. "When?"
He seemed to be holding his breath when he whispered back. "When you attack the metal structure, they had you in a cage, you were unconscious and I tried to wake you up, but I couldn't."
She closed her eyes again, tightening her arms around him.
He breathed in deeply and kissed her cheek softly. "I don't want to lose you, Pan. I know I overreact sometimes, but…"
She cut him off, kissing his lips softly. "I know"
He attempted to speak, pulling away slightly. "but…"
She kissed him softly again. "I didn't know… but I know now."
He opened his lips to deepen the kiss and she pushed his head against her, welcoming his tongue, but he felt her body stiffened and pulled away, taking her hands into his. "God, Pan. We need to take care of your hands. Look at them!"
She hung her head low and nodded a couple of times. Damn wounds… just when she was enjoying this…
He told her to wait for him and hurried to the control panel and after a moment he came back and took care of her hands. She laid down on the bed, closing her eyes in frustration. Damn wounds…
He stood up and walked to the nightstand and opened it, grabbing a small bag. He took out a senzu bean and split it in a half. He put a half bean in the bag and closed the drawer, returning to her side. "Chew this, Pan."
She opened an eye and follow his arm until she saw what was on his hand. She hesitated for a moment, she shouldn't use one of these… they were saving the beans for a real danger.
He nodded his head and placed the bean in her mouth. "I know, but this time you really need it."
She chewed on the bean and swallowed it, resting her back on the bed while waiting for the senzu to heal the wounds. In a matter of seconds her hands were healing and Trunks took them into his hands, rubbing softly the scars that were fading away.
He was still holding her hand when he raised his hand to his lips and kissed softly her palms. "I'm sorry."
She didn't wait, she didn't want to wait and she straightened her back, throwing her arms around his hand and kissing him deeply. He closed his eyes and let go of her hand, holding her waist.
DRAGGED BY EMOTION. (Making out scene)
The moment her tongue touched the tip of his, he lost control. He didn't want to pull away… he wanted to kiss her. He flicked his tongue over hers, tasting and exploring her mouth. Passion was building fast and they couldn't stop kissing.
He lifted his hand to her chin and held her between his middle, index and thumb, while his arm was tight against her back. She snuggled up to him, removing her hands from his back and bringing them to his chest, between their bodies. He rolled his tongue around her earlobe. Their breathing becoming hard and fast. Her palms resting on his chest while her mouth seemed to taste every part of his mouth.
His breathing was heavy, while hers fought to take quick, short breaths. She started working her hands over his chest, and after some minutes she slid them down his abs, feeling his muscles tighten under her touch. He let out a loud and deep breath while his hand travelled from her chin to her neck and then to her shoulders. His fingertips traced a line from her right shoulder to her clavicle and lingered softly between both clavicles. He felt her shudder beneath his gentle touch as the pads of his fingers touched her slightly, summoning the touch of a feather.
He continued his touching as she shivered in his arms. Her hands traced his abs again and he clenched his stomach, breathing heavier. He brought his hands up and squeezed her shoulders snuggling close to her, and then he ran his left hand down her shoulder pulling down the thin strap of her top as his tongue ran down her jaw kissing softly her neck, and then he ran his tongue over her shoulder.
A blush crept into her cheeks at his movement and she moved her hands to his back and slid them underneath his T-shirt, letting them travel from his back up to his shoulders as she breathed in his scent. His hand moved to her back and he let it slid underneath her top and along her back while he kissed her passionately. She writhed under his touch as she pressed herself against his chest
Instincts were taking over. Her breathing became ragged and she raked her fingernails up and down his back, and then, in a rush of passion he bit down on her neck, sinking his teeth a little bit hard. She clung to his shoulders, moaning loudly. Hearing her moan made him growl and he ran his tongue to her throat, leaving a damp trail as evidence of his passion, only to kiss his way back to her neck.
His eyes became glassy as he watched the skin over her tendon growing red, her blood was rushing inside her skin and he could sense it. The tension was almost unbearable and she murmured his name huskily. "Trunks."
He reluctantly, diverted his eyes from her neck and looked up at her face. She looked flustered and her gaze was passionate. He crashed his lips over hers and pushed her down slightly, laying her back on the bed.
She tugged at his shirt making him move over her. She started to lift off his T-shirt and his hands inadvertently grabbed the hem of her top. She instinctively arched her back and he broke the kiss, pulling away slightly to pull her top up over her head, tossing it somewhere on the bed.
Tension and anticipation were growing together. She laid flat on her back again and he moved on top of her body, pushing against her. She felt his mouth going down her clavicle and tugged at his shirt again, trying to pull it off. He nuzzled her chest and stood up slightly.
He pulled his T-shirt over his head, taking it off, and then he held it up, throwing it to the floor. She straightened her back a bit, kissing his chest avidly and he rolled his eyes to the back of his head while a shiver ran down his spine.
He rolled them to the side while his hands fidgeted with the thin strap of her bra trying to untie it. Then, his hands found the buckle and unfastened it in a slow movement. When his hands made contact with her untouched skin, she moaned loudly, but to his ears it was the most erotic sound he had heard. He whispered her name with a smoky voice. "God, Pan."
With experienced hands he unbuttoned her shorts, pushing them down her hips. His hands brushing her hips in the process... she couldn't help to arch her back. He groaned in desperation and pulled them all the way down and off, tossing them over to the pile of clothes gathered on the floor. She pulled her legs up to let him get rid of them and then squirmed under his body, kissing his neck passionately.
He let himself go. He shivered over and over, every time her hands touched him and every time his hands travelled all over her skin. He lost what was left of his control when she unzipped his pants. The single thought of her trying to take them off was enough to make him pulled them down and kicked them off. He heard her scream of passion in his ear and he stopped. Even when his brain was cloudy and his mind and body were extremely aroused, he knew he wasn't willing to go this far and tried to stop.
He straightened up to a sitting position, not knowing what to do, how to stop what they were about to do? something both wanted to do… and something they had been close to do...
AFTER THE STORM
The ship roared rhythmically, hiding their cries of passion. He had tried to stop but she had rolled them over and climbed on top of him, telling him she didn't want to stop. Both knew they could die and neither of them wanted to die like this… His face was flushed and his pupils still dilated. He had complained, but she had brought a finger to his lips, silencing him. She had bent down kissing him passionately while straddling his lap. He did want to stop, he did want to persuade her to stop but she had started rolling her hips over his lower middle, making him close his eyes and growl, pulling her against him roughly. The only sound in the ship was the engine. Both were laying on the bed, sound asleep.
To be continued.
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