AN: Skip it if you don't like this kind of thing...
"Is this supposed to relax me so I can focus my ki?" she joked, even though mastering her ki was the farthest thing from her mind at the moment. Her awareness was narrowed to him and the warm rain that fell on them. Mirai nipped her chin between his teeth gently as he lay back on the wet grass pulling her on top of him.
"Whatever works…" he murmured against her lips before deepening their kiss. Marron made a small noise against his mouth that was part whimper and part sigh as she felt Mirai's hands slide under her wet shirt to caress her back. Rainwater ran off the back of her head, through her hair and over their faces as she licked the insides of his mouth. She stroked his face lightly when the kiss broke, pushing his wet hair off of his face to see him better. The open look of longing in his eyes made her breath catch and her body throb. His hands cupped her buttocks through her wet black shorts making the fabric stick to her skin as he pressed her intimately against him. She could feel the hard length of him against her belly and the answering rush of pleasure as he slowly ground his hips into hers. She dropped her head to his again and kissed him back, his tongue aggressively invading her mouth and twining with hers as he squeezed her backside in rhythm to his motions before sliding his hands up her back pushing her soaked t-shirt up with them and over her head, dropping it with a wet splat next to them.
"You sure you want to do this here…. in the rain? Wouldn't you rather go back home?" she asked, pulling her head back from his and pushing herself up from against his chest with her arms. He skimmed his hands over her wet skin to cup her small breasts and rub his thumbs lightly over her nipples, eliciting a small hiss of pleasure from her as she sucked in her breath, making his groin ache even more painfully at the sound.
"I won't make it back," he rasped, and sat up holding her against him as he kissed her neck and shoulders. "I need you…I don't want to wait anymore."
Marron pushed his vest off of his shoulders in answer as she kissed his neck with her open mouth, tasting rainwater and the salty tang of his skin. Her eager fingers peeled off his tanktop and added it to the pile of soaked clothing. He was almost too beautiful to look at as she stroked his sculpted chest and arms reverently, her hands sliding effortlessly over his wet skin. His eyes closed as her fingers traced down his stomach muscles to the waistband of his pants where she lightly ran her finger just under the edge of the fabric causing him to shudder slightly.
"So perfect…" she whispered as she gazed at him in the fading light, his body contrasts of silver and shadow; a masterpiece of male perfection come to life, all hard muscle and wet velvet skin. His eyes were bluer than the sea behind them as they met hers. He pulled her closer, his mouth trailing down from her collarbones to close over a rosy tipped breast, his strong hands wrapping her legs around his hips, pressing her more fully against him and drawing another small gasp out of her at the intimate contact even through their wet clothes.
"Marron…" he groaned softly and pushed her gently back down onto the grass and covered her body with his. He could feel her stiff nipples pressing against his chest as he kissed her face working down her body to her breasts. The rain lightened until it was just a soft sprinkle falling in Marron's face as she arched her body to meet his teasing lips and tongue, her fingers curling in his rain-darkened hair. He paused a moment where his ki blast had hit her the other day and kissed the spot tenderly even though barely no mark remained. He nipped and licked the rest of the way down her torso to her navel, which he probed with his tongue as he unfastened her shorts and peeled the wet fabric down over her hips and legs.
He caught his breath a bit at the sight of her, as she lay naked before him, her milky skin luminous against the dark ground. He leaned over and kissed her breasts, her belly, and her silky thighs. She gave a sharp cry and bucked her hips up sharply as his tongue found the sweet hot center of her, and he went to work. Nipping and licking the spot that elicited the most agitated cries from her until she was panting and writhing in his arms. At last he worked his way back up her body to her lips kissing her deeply.
"You're so sweet," he whispered to her and buried his face in her neck. Marron shuddered again at his low husky voice choked with need. She could feel the tension of his body as he pressed her into the ground. She reached down between them and stroked him through his wet pants and felt his teeth graze her shoulder as he groaned low in his throat. Swiftly she undid his belt and pants, helping him to kick off the clinging wet fabric along with his boots. He sank back down between her thighs and she gave a little sob of pleasure as he slid into her and she wrapped her arms and legs around him tightly.
Mirai closed his eyes as Marron gasped in his ear, her cry of pleasure nearly undoing him. It had been too long since he had been with a woman, too long since he'd felt a woman's touch on his body. He fought the urge to just take her with abandon, to let his Saiyajin side take over. She deserved better than for him to drive them both into the ground. He moved slowly, gritting his teeth for control. She was slick and succulent and luscious as her tight body sheathed him, her lips hot as she kissed his neck. It was madness to have come to this time -madness to be here with her now, rain soaked and buried in her tight warmth- but he couldn't stop, he'd been alone too long…he needed this, needed her.
"Mirai, it's all right, I won't break," she whispered in his ear and caught his lips as he turned his head to look at her, her fingers traveling his back to rub at the base of his spine. He growled low in his chest and she could feel the vibration of it in hers. He pulled her with him as he sat back on his heels; his legs spread and held her hips as he began thrusting into her harder. Only her shoulders and head rested on the ground, her body arched and as tense as a drawn bow. It was like drowning, the deep thumping pleasure that spread through her and made it hard to breathe, to think, until all she could do was clutch the wet ground and gasp as she climaxed. He lifted her upright and she put her hands on his shoulders as she panted, resting her forehead against his while he leveraged her hips against his relentlessly. The bloom of desire was building in her again as she dropped her head back in the dark.
Mirai brought a hand up and formed a small ki ball as a light to see her face. She was exquisite in her excitement eyes closed and body arched as she moved with him. She looked at him and the ki in his hand.
"Show off," she murmured and took his lower lip between her teeth and sucked on it lightly before claiming his mouth with her own. Mirai let the ki light go out and he spread her legs farther, driving into her even deeper. Her breath was a delicate huff in his ear as she dug her fingers into his shoulders. "Mirai…" she pleaded softly. She squeezed him lightly with her legs and internal muscles and he responded to her whispered pleas for more. He could feel his own release building on him, was surprised he'd lasted as long as he had as he nipped at her neck.
"Say my name," he urged in her ear as he held her to him. "I want to hear you say it…"
Marron took his face in her hands and looked at him even though she could barely see him in the dark. "Trunks… Sweet Dende you're breaking me in half," she whimpered as he shifted her slightly hitting the spot deep inside of her that set off a nova of pleasure and made her body shudder around him in a series of voluptuous pulses that sent him over the edge in more ways than one. His aura snapped up her nerve endings like a bolt of lightning and she arched her back into him and screamed even as he was pumping into her with a savage cry of his own.
He powered down as his climax faded and Marron collapsed against him limp. He held her in his arms as he lay back on the grass gasping. She didn't move for a long time and he was starting to worry about her…visions of trying to explain to everyone that he'd screwed her to death crossing his mind.
"Marron?" he asked experimentally. "Are you dead?"
"Hai," she muttered into his chest. She tried to move from where she was sprawled across him, but didn't seem to be able to muster the strength or coordination to do it and flopped back down on him.
"What the hell did you do to me?" she tried to move again and this time succeeded in an ungraceful flop off of him.
He rolled on his side and nuzzled her neck. "I'm sorry, I kind of lost control of myself there at the end. Are you all right?"
"Got a senzou?" she mumbled face down on the ground. He smiled in the dark and pulled her into his embrace.
