10

Pan woke up with a hallow gasp. Sweat beads covered her forehead and a broken sob escaped her lips. "Trunks..." Her lips trembled.

He was awake and looking at her worriedly. It was just a little after midnight, and he had been sleeping when he felt her shifting and thrashing in her sleep. Thankfully she had woke up quickly.

He gathered her into his arms and held her as she did him. "I'm here," be soothed, running his hands through her hair.

She had a nightmare, a horrible, realistically real nightmare. Trunks had faded right in front of her, gone forever. How would she ever be able to live without him now that she realized just how much he meant to her?

"Panna," his voice was calm and gentle. "What can I do to help?" His fingers were gently stroking her back and she felt a small thrill run down her body.

"Proof," she whispered with a hiccup. "Give me proof..."

He knew what she meant. She had told him that several times over the last few days, ever since what had happened on M2. Carefully, he leaned down. His hand grabbed the back of her neck as he kissed her. Her lips were moving along with his as her arms wrapped around his neck. Trunks' tongue slithered into her mouth, tasting her hums of approval. He kissed the side of her lips and her cheeks before touching his nose to hers and looking at her.

Pan stared at him, her dark eyes wide. In the dim light of the stars, he looked so beautiful. His lavender hair shinned as did his blue eyes.

"Trunks," Her voice was soft. "I want more," she told him. "I want more proof..."

She adjusted her legs so he was in the middle of them and her hands roamed down, finding the end of his shirt and slipping inside of it. His body was warm and he shuddered as Pan's nails ran up his back.

"Panna," he whispered against her lips. "Are you sure?" He asked. The most they had done was make out with a few innocent touches here or there. He had a feeling she was wanting a lot more than that at the moment, and he was willing to give it to her, if she was ready.

Pan stared up at him. In the reflection of her dark eyes he saw the stars above them. Her dark hair was scattered around her and her pink lips were parted slightly. She looked absolutely breathtaking.

Pan's hands came out from his shirt and she ran them up his stomach until they wrapped around his neck. She smiled at him, causing his heart to pound.

"I want you to make love to me," she whispered so quietly that if it weren't for his Saiyan hearing, he probably wouldn't have heard it.

Trunks felt himself take a shaky breath. For weeks now he had been dreaming of this moment and now that it was finally happening he was afraid that he would wake up.

Pan watched Trunks nervously, almost afraid that she had said something she shouldn't have. Their relationship was still new, perhaps it was too soon for them to be taking that step? Was it wrong for her to desire him that much? She was bonding with him, so it couldn't be... Right?

"I'm sorry," she blurted out in nervousness. Her cheeks filled with color as she avoided his gaze. "It's selfish of me to think about it, isn't -"

Hot lips pressing against her own silenced her. Instantly, she was kissing him back, relishing in his warmth and his taste. She held onto him tighter, as if afraid he'd disappear if she were to let go.

"Don't be sorry," Trunks' voice was husky as he leaned back to look at her. His nose rubbed against hers, and his breath was hot against her swollen lips. His eyes were darkened and glazed over, sending a thrill down her. "Be selfish, Panna," he whispered as one of his hands traced down her shirt, causing her to shiver. "Especially to me... I will give you everything you ever want," he promised.

His lips found hers again and she melted into him. Her heart was pounding against her chest, and she could feel heat gathering between her legs as she began to ache.

Trunks leaned up, only for a moment as he grabbed the back of his shirt and slung it off of him. Pan had seen his chest before, several times, but the sight still caused her cheeks to grow hotter than what they already were... His muscles were defined and she felt his shudder as she reached a hand out to touch his abs. His lips locked into hers with a small groan as she ran her hands over him.

His hands dived into her shirt and she shuddered, feeling his calloused hands go up her sides. Pan felt her heart beating in excitement as one of his hands came up and cupped her breast and groped it. Trunks began kissing down her jaw before he reached her neck. She let out a small moan as he began kissing down her neck. His kisses were hot and wet. His teeth grazed over her sensitive skin and his tongue licked teasingly. His thumb traced over her perked nipple teasingly, causing her to give a small whine. He then pinched the nipple between this thumb and finger causing her to let out a breathy gasp.

Trunks leaned back, quickly grabbing the end of her shirt. "Raise your arms," he ordered in a low throaty voice that caused Pan to shiver. Quickly, she raised her arms and in a matter of seconds her shirt was lifted off of her and discarded the same direction Trunks had thrown his shirt.

Trunks' lips found her neck again, and she moaned softly as she felt her harden nipples rubbing against his bare chest. He let out a small groan, one his arms supporting his weight as he kissed her chest. She was sure he could hear just how loudly her heart was beating as her chest rose and fell to the rhythm of her pants. He leaned back, watching it for just a few seconds before his eyes caught hers. He smiled, causing her insides to melt and her thighs to clench around herself. He leaned down, taking one of her pink buds into his mouth and giving it a light suck. Pan gasped, her hands coming up and finding his hair to give her some sort ground to hold onto. His free hand came up, grabbing the breast he wasn't sucking and he squeezed it gently, his thumb rubbing over the nipple just as his tongue did her other one.

Pan felt her back arching as she moaned and tugged on his hair. It encouraged him, and his mouth latched onto her breast, his tongue swirling around the areola and flicking her nipple. It popped out of his mouth with an audible sound and he sent her a smirk that was enough to make her hips buck slightly as he switched breasts.

One of Pan's hands came down, her nails scrapping the nape of his neck and causing him to moan in his approval. Her hands worked through his hair, as she tried to bring her chest as close as it could be to him.

Trunks, after leaving several of his marks on her throbbing nipples, kissed up her neck as his hand found its way to her thigh. She shivered, her grip on him tightening and slowly he slid her legs open and adjusted himself between them. Through the thin materials of his shorts and hers, she could feel his erection against her stomach. It was large, and hard, causing her breath to catch and the spot between her thighs to ache desperately.

"Is this okay?" Trunks whispered, reaching up and moving some of her dark hair out of her face.

She nodded enthusiastically. "Trunks... please..." she whined, desperately trying to clench her thighs to give her just a little satisfaction, but his knees were keeping them open.

Slowly, he adjusted himself and grinded against her, so she could feel just every inch of him. She gasped loudly, a moan rolling off of her tongue as she grabbed his arms. Her back arched and her hips rose with another moan as she desperately tried to create the friction that she wanted.

"What do you want?" Trunks asked breathlessly.

"Y-you," Pan breathed. "Just you- all of you," she begged. "Please..."

His hands found the hem to her shorts and he gave them a tug before they were down her legs and off. He swallowed thickly as his nose breathed in her strong desire...

His hands stroked her waist slowly before going inside her panties. The warmth immediately surrounded him and Pan moaned loudly, her hips thrusting into his hands. He let out a small groan, trying his best to control himself. Again and again he had to remind himself that she was a virgin. He could just pound into her like he so desperately wanted to do. He had to do things slowly... Chances were, she wouldn't orgasm the first time. So... he wanted to make sure she had an opportunity to experience that before hand...

"Trunks," Pan gasped loudly as his thumb teased her clit. "Ah...!" She moaned as he stuck a finger inside of her as his thumb still circled her clit. She was so hot... so wet... Her walls were already clenching and Trunks gritted his teeth to calm himself.

Slowly, he pumped his finger, relishing in her pants and gasps. Her little moans, in which she always said his name. Her hips were rocking with his movements, and slowly he stuck another finger in, causing her back to arch. One of her hands gripped his arm tightly. He was watching closely, her body was shaking as she moaned desperately. Her eyes were lidded sultry and with shallow gasps she reached up and grabbed her breast with her free hand and pinched her swollen nipple. It was one the hottest things Trunks had ever seen and he felt his throbbing cock cum. He hissed with a shallow gasp and pressed on her clit, rubbing it harder and faster.

She screamed, her body jerking as her insides tightened against him and she shuddered. Her grip on him was tight and her breath was ragged. He leaned down, kissing her cheeks as her body shook.

"Are you okay?" He panted, now rubbing her clit gently and causing her shiver.

"You..." she managed out in a whimper. "I want you inside of me."

He let out a breath, his lips twitching. He took his hands out of her panties and she watched with wide eyes of wonder as he licked her juices off of his fingers. His hungry eyes never left hers and she shivered, watching as some of it rolled down his arm.

She reached out, her arms shaking and grabbing his shorts and tugging them down. The faster he got out of them, the better. He shook them off and her eyes found his cock and she gasped slightly... She already assumed he was big earlier, but he was huge... He was throbbing and the head was pink with anticipation and dripping from already cumming once.

Trunks' hands found her panties and slid them off before he adjusted himself. Pan gasped when she felt his tip at her entrance and moaned softly.

"Trunks..." she whined.

He swallowed thickly, forcing himself to not slam into her like he so desperately wanted to do. "Tell me what you want," he whispered hoarsely instead.

"You," her lips trembled. "I want you inside of me!"

His lips found hers and he kissed her with all the passion he could as he slowly pushed inside of her. She gasped into their kisses, her nails finding his back and pressing into his flesh. Her continued to push slowly, patiently until he was all the way sheathed inside of her.

He groaned as he broke away from the kiss. She was so damn hot and tight. He felt his teeth clenching as he forced himself to not cum right away, even though her walls were pulsating against his throbbing cock.

"Panna?" His voice was hoarse as he looked at her. Her eyes were scrunched as she steadied her breathing.

"Move..." she pleaded. "Please, Trunks... Move..."

Slowly, he started thrusting, his breathing becoming more harsh. He grabbed one of Pan's legs and wrapped it around his waist so her hips were pushed up as he leaned forward slightly to get more access.

"Ah... Trunks," she moaned, her head rolling back with a gasp. Her nails raked down his back causing him to thrust faster, to go even deeper. "Ah! Yes!" She cried, moaning his name over and over again like some broken record.

Trunks was panting, his body feeling as if it were on fire. He wouldn't be able to hold it in much longer... Underneath him, Pan was shaking and moaning. Her legs gripped him tightly, keeping him in and she grabbed a handful of his hair as he gave a rather heavy thrust. He held onto her tightly, his nose burying into her neck as he felt himself cum before he could stop it. His thrusts slowed down until he stopped and was laying on top of her as he caught his breath in the crook of her neck. Her breathing was slowing down too, her heavy arms around his neck as she played with his hair.

With a low groan, Trunks leaned back slightly, pulling himself out of her. Pan let out a small whimper and held him closer. Her heart was still beating like crazy, but so was his... Already, he couldn't wait to do that again...

Slowly, Trunks leaned up on his arm and looked at Pan. She gave him a small, shy smile and he let out a chuckle.

"It's a little too late to be shy, Panna," he murmured.

She just let out a deep breath and reached a hand up to trace his face. He kissed her fingers when they traced over his lips.

"Is that enough proof for you?" He whispered, his hand finding her hip and being her close to him as he got comfortable.

"For now..." she smiled and he chuckled as he leaned down and kissed her.

Trunks let out a small sigh as he glanced at the two beaming male Sons. They had arrived on the planet just an hour ago. It was a supply planet, having everything they would need to fill up. Goten and Goku were already begging to be set lose.

Usually him and Pan went with them, but... Pan was still sleeping and after what had happened earlier that morning, Trunks was going to let her stay and rest. He had already been up for a while and showered, all while finding it extremely hard to hide his grin. It hadn't just been a dream... Not this time. He could still feel her-

Trunks cleared his throat, removing those thoughts from his head, especially when he was standing in front of her father and brother. Although the both of them knew that it would be happening, it still wasn't something he wanted to broadcast to them.

"Okay," Trunks said with a sigh. "You have the money?" He asked Goten.

"Yep!" He nodded with a grin.

"Listen, since I'm not going to be there to watch you two, do not buy a crap load of stuff we don't need, okay?" He told them. "Just buy the things we need, and don't buy a years worth of food that will only rot," he eyed Goku now.

"Don't worry, buddy!" Goten assured him with a bright smile. "We'll be back in a few hours!" And with that, both of them were gone.

Trunks let out a sigh before a smile stretched across his face. He made his way up to the observation deck, where Pan was still sleeping peacefully. The blankets were wrapped around her snugly.

Trunks laid down beside her, a soft smile on his lips. At the moment there was nothing he wanted to do more than to wake her up and do what they had done the night before... But he couldn't, at least, not for a while.

Pan started to stir, as if sensing that he was near. Slowly, her dark eyes opened and she blinked them a few times before they settled on his face. A smile twitched across her lips.

"Good morning," she whispered sleepily.

"Morning," he whispered back. He reached over, tucking some of her dark hair out of her face. "How are you feeling?" He asked.

Pan stretched a little, her grin widening. "I'm feeling good," she assured him gently. She took a deep breath before releasing it. "I guess I should get up before Papa or Goten sets the kitchen on fire."

She sat up, wincing just slightly at the tenderness before Trunks' arm reached across her and pulled her back onto the bed. He pulled her close to him, holding her tight.

"You don't have to," he said. "We're on the supply planet. Your father and Goten have went to get supplies."

"Is that a smart idea?" Pan glanced up at him, an eyebrow raised in amusement.

He let out a small sigh. "I'm hoping it will be. I wanted to be alone with you."

Pan smiled at him, watching as he grew closer until his lips found hers. She kissed him back, remembering the night before. She felt her hands wandering to his arm that still held her close before slowly sliding to his back.

"Panna, we need to talk," Trunks whispered, pulling away.

She glanced at him, her eyes wide and starting to fill with worry. Maybe she had done something?

"Stop worrying," he kissed her nose. "It's just..." he let out a long sigh and ran his fingers through his hair. "We can't have sex for a while."

Pan blinked in confusion. The night before had been wonderful. "I don't understand..." she whispered. "Why...? Did I do something-"

"No!" He said quickly, shaking his head. "It's not you, it's-" he sighed in agitation. "Panna... I... I was so caught up in everything last night that... There was no protection," he whispered quietly.

Pan gasped her eyes growing wide. She didn't even think of that! She had been just as caught up as Trunks...

"This morning after I woke up, I went down to the basement, hoping that I could find some condoms, or something," he grumbled. "But my mother, didn't pack any... Which I can't blame her. I guess she ever assumed we would need any..."

Pan let out a small sigh. "I wasn't thinking either," she told Trunks softly.

He reached over, cupping her cheek and stroking it with his thumb. "Sorry Panna..."

She placed a hand over his and smiled softly. "Don't be... The last thing we need at the moment is a baby joining us on this journey."

He winced at the thought. "Yeah, then your father will definitely kill me."

Pan giggled and he narrowed his eyes at her teasingly before leaning down and kissing her.

"It is a bummer though," Pan mumbled. "Last night... Was amazing..."

Trunks let out a sigh. "You're going to make this hard on me aren't you?"

"Please tell me that pun wasn't on purpose," she muttered.

He smirked and leaned down and kissed her cheek. "I can't. But..."

"What?" She raised a curious eyebrow at him.

"We can't do that, but... We can do other stuff, you know," he told her.

"Like...?" She whispered curiously.

He grabbed the covers and slowly pulled them away from her. She swallowed thickly at the sight of her naked body and he could feel himself growing hard all over again. Slowly, he parted her legs and adjusted himself in between them.

Pan watched with wide eyes as Trunks leaned down, kissing the inside of her thighs. Her stomach tightened and she sucked in a breath as a shiver ran down her spine. He looked at her and she gasped, her body going weak and small moan rolling out of her mouth... The look on his face... He looked as if he was ready to devour.

Pan sighed as she snuggled against Trunks on the couch. The day had been spent wonderfully. Both of them had gotten to know each other's body better and then they had showered as the bedding washed. Pan had never been so thankful towards Bulma for putting in a washer and dryer.

Now that everything was cleaned, her and Trunks had spent the last few hours snacking and watching some old dramas. Pan was dozing off periodically, her eyes feeling heavy as Trunks ran his fingers through her hair. She was just about to drift into dreamland when a loud bang jolted her awake. Just a few seconds later, Goku and Goten came strolling through the door.

"Oh man, this place is awesome!" Goten was grinning widely. "You guys should have came!"

Trunks let out a small snort. "Maybe we'll stop back by here on our way home then. Did you guys get everything?"

"Yeah, we sure did," Goku said, eating something that looked similar to cotton candy. He watched Goten, who had entered the kitchen to stock up the food and took a step closer to Trunks and Pan. "I got you two something," he whispered.

"Huh...?" Trunks knitted his eyebrows together.

Goku reached in his pocket before pulling out a box and dropping it on Trunks leg. "Protection," he said simply before heading towards the kitchen.

Trunks choked and Pan almost yelped. Slowly, Trunks picked up the box, his eyes wide. It was condoms, no doubt about it... Alien condoms, but still condoms... He wondered if they would work. He glanced at Pan and her eyes met his. Her cheeks were a adorable pink.

"Well, this is embarrassing," she mumbled.

Trunks let out a very loud snort and stuck the box in his pocket for later. "You're telling me..."