Emikot316: Nah, he was mainly just being a dork. He knows it'll be Pan's first, and in a way, it's his first too... it's his first time with a girl he's in love with. He knows Pan is the one for him, he doesn't want anyone else but her.
Becca: They totes are gonna do it. Annnnnd you'll actually hear more about them in the next chapter!
The Night Whispered: Awwh thank you!
Nando:... We shall see! DID SOMEONE SAY LEMON?!
VampireKnight123: Nope, they won't. And there's reasons why they won't too.
LVR4: Ahh you'll find out about the Dense thing soon!
Kasumi: Thank you!
Kim: Heheh thank ya! I'm so glad you liked it!
36- All of Me
"How was training you two?" Gohan asked Trunks and Goten as the group enjoyed another meal from Mr. Popo.
"It was good," Goten nodded.
"It was training," Trunks added with a small smile.
"And… Gotenks?"
The boys shared a look, both of them smirking. "Better than ever."
"Please tell me he doesn't have ridiculous moves this time," Piccolo sighed. Kid Gotenks was hell, he could only shudder at the thought of what adult Gotenks would be like.
"What was wrong with his moves before?" Trunks' eyebrows formed a frown. "Goten and I worked really hard on them!"
"Yeah!" The other Saiyan chimed in. "The names took us forever!"
Piccolo rolled his eyes, "that just shows how dumb you two were."
"Hey!"
Gohan laughed lightly, "come on Piccolo, give them some slack. Gotenks helped a great deal against Majin Buu."
Pan looked over at Trunks, who was sitting beside her. "What were some of Gotenks' moves?"
"Oh!" Goten looked around Trunks, a smirk on his face. "This will be fun!"
"Hey," Suzu leaned against Zeshin as they sat on the other side of the table. "Do you know what they're talking about?"
"Not a clue," Zeshin shook his head with a small smile.
"Hm," Suzu said, "at least I'm not the only one."
XxXxX
Pan giggled lightly as she sat on Trunks' lap and he nibbled on her ear. Supper was over with and everyone had been released to their guest rooms. Pan, however, didn't return to hers, and she knew for a fact that Bulla didn't go to hers either...
"I sure did miss you," Pan told Trunks softly.
He scoffed lightly, nestling his nose into her long dark hair. "Not as much as I missed you," he breathed in her scent, holding her close. "Do you know what it was like, a year with your uncle in that chamber? I almost went nuts!"
A year without her was miserable, especially when he had so many vivid dreams about her! The worst part was waking up and discovering it was just a dream, and that he was still stuck in that chamber for months while she waited for him on the outside.
"Sorry," Pan grinned a bit cheekily. She wrapped her arms around his neck, sighing softly. "Your birthday is coming up, you know...? I wonder, would you be 26 or 27?"
Trunks rolled his eyes, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her against him. "I could care less about how old I am. I'll be smoking hot no matter how old I get," he grinned.
"Then I guess you won't get your birthday present..." Pan smiled.
"What?" Trunks raised a curious eyebrow.
Pan giggled, "I don't know if I should tell you..."
"You should," he said seriously, but a small smile couldn't help but form at the corner if his lips.
"Okay," Pan started blushing darkly, and she ran her hands through her long dark hair. "Me..."
"You?" Trunks blinked.
Pan nodded, blushing more. "Yeah, me... You can do whatever you want with me."
Trunks blinked again before it dawned on him... Was she serious?! Did she have any idea how badly he had been wanting her? And, now she was just going to give herself to him?
"That is... If you want me..." Pan blushed darkly, looking down after he didn't answer right away. She was still just a virgin, inexperienced...
Trunks grabbed the back of her head gently, kissing her slowly as he licked her bottom lip. Pan started feeling little knots in her stomach. Her and Trunks had kissed like this several times, leading to exploration of each other, and not-so-innocent caresses. This time was different than any of those.
Trunks slanted his mouth, skidding his tongue into the corner of Pan's mouth. Her tongue stroked his slowly, tightening her grip around his neck. Trunks pressed his palms flat against her back, running them up her warm flesh. His fingers crept higher and higher, bundling her shirt up more. Finally Pan raised her arms and he slid her shirt right off.
Trunks looked at her, smiling as he took in her appearance. Pan hugged herself, making her breasts stick out more.
"Hey," Trunks said gently, taking her hands away from her sides and holding them in his. "Don't be embarrassed around me, okay?"
Pan nodded, her face flushed as she avoided his eyes. "I've never done this before..."
"I know," he smirked and she frowned.
This wasn't his first time... She already knew that, but it made her feel... She wasn't sure how she felt, honestly. She knew she wouldn't be Trunks' first, but maybe now it was starting to hit her. What if she would be just another one...?
As soon as she thought it, Pan felt silly and ashamed. Trunks wasn't like that, he loved her! And, she loved him...
"Panna," Trunks whispered. He had been watching her for a few minutes, and he could see the conflict in her eyes. He had an idea as to what it was about...
"Sorry," Pan whispered, her voice and fingers trembling. "I'm just nervous."
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Trunks looked at her intently.
"Yes," she breathed, though she didn't sound sure at all.
Trunks grabbed Pan's hand, kissing her knuckles gently. "This gift you're giving me, is a great honor to take."
Pan blushed... Why was he acting so silly? It was just making her more nervous...
"But," Trunks spoke in a hushed, quiet tone that made Pan look at him in bewilderment. "Before I take it, you must make a promise."
"A promise?" Pan leaned closer to him, curious.
"Yes, a promise," Trunks smiled softly. "Want to hear it?"
Pan nodded silently, her eyes never leaving his.
"In order for me to be your first, I want you to promise me that you will be my last."
"Trunks..." Pan whispered, her whole face feeling hot.
The lavender-haired hybrid grinned. "I want you, forever..." He admitted bluntly. "So, it seems like a pretty good bargain, right?"
Tears welled up in Pan's eyes, her lips trembled as she shook her head. Trunks didn't say a word, he just looked at her, confused.
"You're going to be my first," Pan told him, tightening her grip on his hands. "And my last... 'Cause I want you forever, too! I can't imagine my life without you. Every time I think of the future, you're in it. Can't you see that my whole life revolves around you?! So, maybe I'm a little selfish to want you as both my first and my last, but-"
"Panna," Trunks cut her off suddenly, a smile on his face. He leaned closer to her, his lips barely touching hers.
Pan stared at him, her large black eyes looking remarkably bright. He grinned, and it was enough to cause a small tremor down Pan's back. Slowly, Trunks let go of her hands and ran his up her arms, over her shoulders and down her back, resting them on her hips. She could feel the small goose bumps aligned on her skin, but she didn't care...
"Never leave me," Trunks whispered against her lips. She was his everything... He had opened himself up to her completely, and if he ever lost her... He wouldn't even know what to do with himself.
Pan opened her mouth, breathing deeply. She placed a hand on his cheek, her thumb stroking his cheekbone. "I love you."
Trunks smiled, "I love you."
Their lips met halfway. The kiss was slow, building up with desire. Trunks licked Pan's bottom lip, and she opened her mouth to him, drinking him in. Slowly, Trunks' hand traveled up. Pan could feel his hot touch, and she grabbed his shoulders, trying to restrain her shivers.
Pan gasped when her bra popped open, and Trunks' hands moved further up. She watched as he slid the strap down her shoulder, then the other. He grabbed a side to pull it all the way off... Pan winced, feeling a tug on her hair.
"The hell..." Trunks muttered, leaning over her slightly before snickering. "Panna, your bra is stuck in your hair..."
Pan sucked in a breath, blushing darkly. How did something like that even happen?! "Get it out!" She told him, slamming her forehead against his chest.
He chuckled, wrapping both his arms around her and worked on untangling her bra from her hair. He was trying his best to hurry, and Pan was being still, probably praying he would be done with it quickly. He knew she was probably embarrassed, but he had found it cute.
"Okay, it's off..." He said, tossing her bra to the side.
Pan didn't say anything, her stomach was in a million knots and her body shaking. She wrapped an arm over her chest, starting to feel insecure. She wasn't the bustiest girl around, she knew her package was quite average, probably below it actually... Trunks had groped her several times, through her shirt, but never like this... She really didn't want to let him see.
One of Trunks' hands caressed Pan's back, sending waves of goose bumps over her, the other tangled in her hair. He moved his legs, and slowly he leaned forward, laying her down on the bed, her head resting on the pillows as he leaned over her. His eyes were concentrated on hers, unwavering. She breathed deeply, and his blue orbs moved, taking in her face... Moving down her soft neck, until they reached her chest, with her arm still strapped over it.
Trunks untangled his hand from Pan's hair and placed it over her wrist, moving her arm to the side. Pan closed her eyes, turning her head slightly. She never knew this kind of stuff would be so embarrassing... She felt Trunks lean forward, the tips of his hair brushing her sensitive skin. She tensed, and he tightened his hold on her waist.
Something warm, wet, and rough licked Pan and she gasped loudly, her eyes flying open with a fierce blush as she looked down to see Trunks licking her nipple. His eyes met hers and he flicked the bud with this tongue; her insides felt like they were melting. She grabbed the bed sheet into the palm of her hand, her breathing becoming labored.
Trunks kissed every inch of Pan's breasts, softly and roughly. They were so perfect to him. He unwrapped his arm from her waist and grabbed one, kneading it between his fingers, gently. He heard Pan let out a breath and smiled, licking up the other breasts before sucking on it.
Trunks could feel Pan squirming against him... He had no idea how hot and bothered he was making her, but he knew how he felt. It was taking all his willpower to go as slow as he was- especially since all he wanted to do was rip the rest of their clothes off and slam into her until she was raw!
Trunks' free hand moved lower, yanking on the hem of Pan's shorts. She gasped as he unbuttoned them and slid them off, but she didn't protest. Her whole body felt hot, and the room was too stuffy. Her insides were twisted, but she felt so jumpy, needy.
She squeaked when she felt Trunks stroke her through her panties. What was it that ran up her back, making her weak? She was vaguely aware of him removing her underwear until she felt a finger stroke up one of her folds. She gasped, grabbing Trunks' shoulder. He kissed her stomach, his finger swirling around her opening, making her whole body shiver.
He found the spot above her hip and gave it a light kiss. He felt the shivers erupt on Pan, and very gently, he bit it while shoving his finger into her.
Pan moaned, her whole body shaking. She already knew she looked like a mess, but what Trunks was doing was driving her insane. He kept nibbling the sensitive area, moving his finger in and out of her slowly. Her toes curled as he moved to her other hip, sucking on it, too.
He kissed up the side of her body as he pumped his finger steadily. Her mouth was ajar, panting lightly as soft moans rolled off of her tongue, and her lips looked as tempting as ever. His lips found hers for a searing kiss, and he added another finger inside of her. Pan clawed his shoulder, moaning into the kiss, her hips buckling more and more as the seconds ticked by.
Pan felt hazy. Everything seemed too perfect to be real. She and Trunks were making love... It seemed like one of her steamy dreams, but it wasn't a dream at all. It was real! She could feel his scalding tongue branding into hers, his muscular, warm, chest against her barren breasts. His toned stomach, tense and against hers, and his fingers... His fingers which were making her head roll back in pleasure.
Slowly, Pan ran her fingers down Trunks' arm. He fingered her deeper, making her moan against his lips as her hands found the button and fly to his pants. Trunks was so absorbed into what he was doing that he didn't even realize what she was doing...
Carefully, Pan placed her hand over Trunks' fly. She could feel the heat from inside his pants... It made her stomach jolt and he grunted, feeling her excitement around his fingers. Deciding not to waste any more time, Pan stuck two of her fingers between the elastic band of Trunks' boxers and his skin. He broke apart from their kiss, just now realizing what she was doing.
"P-Panna," he grunted. Her hand moved lower and he growled, ripping her shorts and panties the rest of the way off. He took his fingers out of her, and she watched with wide eyes as he stuck them in his mouth, sucking them clean. It made her insides shiver.
With one hand Trunks yanked his pants and boxers down, shaking them off. Pan swallowed hard, reaching down and grabbing his erection.
"Fuck," Trunks hissed lowly, his hips thrusting against her hand.
Pan gasped at his size, her insides swelling up and her desire clinching. She stroked him slowly, causing him to hiss as he wrapped an arm around her waist tightly. She knew how badly he was wanting this... She could feel it, but he was still being so patient, letting her take her time... Provocatively, Pan rubbed his tip against one of her folds.
"Mm," she moaned, her back arching against him.
"Dammit," Trunks clinched his teeth, his hand holding onto her hip tightly as the other one grabbed the bed sheet. She had no idea what her taunting was doing to him! He was about to go fucking nuts!
Pan pleasured herself, moving his tip around her folds before teasing her entrance. She shivered at his touch, and she could feel his hot breath against her collarbone becoming rougher, and each time she moaned, the tighter he held onto her.
"Panna..." He rasped, licking his lips. She breathed, chills running all over her as she let go of him and placed her hands on his back. He leaned up, kissing her slowly, passionately. She screamed into his mouth as he grabbed a handful of her hair and slid into her.
"Ngh," Pan moaned between kisses as Trunks thrust into her slowly and powerfully.
He kissed down her jaw, resting his head in the crook of her neck as he moved inside of her, grunting lowly. Pan rolled her hips against him, moaning as she held onto his back, her insides burning with pleasure. Trunks grabbed her hips, his thrusts becoming more powerful as he moaned softly.
"Trunks," Pan breathed, a hand grabbing some of his hair.
He picked up pace, his grip on her hips tightening, his body moving against her hungrily. He grunted into her neck, giving it light kisses of affection.
Pan panted, her chest heaving. She couldn't stop moaning his name. She knew she would be sore in the morning, but at the moment, she didn't care at all. What he was doing felt like heaven... And, each time she moaned his name louder, the faster and deeper he would go. She wrapped her legs around his waist tightly, her head rolling back as her nails raked down his back with each thrust.
Trunks was getting close... He could feel himself about to burst, but he couldn't stop himself. Pan was so slick, tight, and she was only getting tighter, sucking him in like a vacuum. And her moaning his name was the best fucking sound he had ever heard. It just made him go harder.
He licked his dry lips, thrusting deeply. "Panna," he moaned softly enough for her to hear it.
Shivers ran all through Pan's body. She held onto him tightly, not having any control of her body as her walls tightened around him. She was experiencing so much pleasure. She moaned his name loudly, clawing his back.
She could feel Trunks smirking against her neck and she shivered. She was his... He owned her... Everything that she was, belonged to him, and it made her feel happier than she could ever imagine, because she knew she owned him, too...
Trunks thrust deeply one more time, finding his release. His head fell on Pan's chest, and he listened to her ecstatic heartbeat. He wrapped an arm around her waist as he traced circles on her hips with his other hand. She breathed deeply, letting out a light hum as she ran her fingers through his hair. He just smiled as they held onto each other, sweaty, sticky, and both madly in love with each other.
XxXxX
"Trunks..."
The hybrid scrunched his nose, turning and ignoring the pestering voice inside of his head. He grabbed his girlfriend, pushing her back against his chest and burring his nose in her hair.
Pan moaned lightly in her sleep, turning her head to him before stopping. Trunks smiled softly, stroking underneath her breast and drifting back to sleep.
"WAKE YOUR ASS UP, YOU DAMN BRAT!"
"Fucking Namekian!" Trunks hissed back telepathically. "What the hell do you want?!"
"For you to wake up!" Piccolo seethed angrily.
"Why?!" Trunks shot back, clinched his teethed together with his eyes closed. He didn't want to move unless it was an emergency. Honestly, couldn't Piccolo tell he was in his own nirvana at the moment?
"Your father and Goku are back from training..."
Trunks didn't reply, his eyebrows scrunching together. They were already back? They didn't stay in the chamber long...
"We're having a meeting, and I think you'll want to hear what's about to be discussed."
Trunks huffed, grudgingly letting go of Pan and sitting up. "Fine, fine. Damn Namekian. I'm up, I'll be out there in a fucking minute."
"Don't forget your clothes," Piccolo said dully. "I'd hate for Gohan to kill you."
Trunks snorted, rolling his eyes. Gohan, although Pan's father, had no control over his daughter's life anymore. Plus, the man knew Trunks would never do anything to hurt Pan...
"Trunks..." The said girl mumbled, tightening the blankets around her naked body and opening her eyes. "What's wrong?"
"Don't tell her anything!" Piccolo ordered quickly.
"Will you get the hell out of my mind already?!" Trunks snapped mentally. On the outside he smiled, leaning down and kissing Pan's cheek. "I'm hungry, so I'm going to go grab a snack, want anything?"
Pan shook her head, closing her eyes slowly and turning. "You boys and your stomachs..."
"Something's are too good to not eat up..." He smirked, moving his hand that was under the cover and stroked her thigh lightly. She shivered and he chuckled, kissing her cheek again. "I'll be back in a bit."
Sending out curses galore to Piccolo, he found his clothes on the floor and slipped them on before searching for his father's ki, and following it.
You know... I totally forgot about Piccolo dying... so guess what? HE'S ALIVE IN MY STORY MMKAY.
Preview for the next chapter:
"The crystal is more powerful than you can ever imagine," Goku began softly. "It's what gave the Horosha their life..."
"So it's their life force?" Gohan asked.
"In a way," Goku nodded. He sighed before continuing. "When I found the crystal on Yardrat, King Kai warned me about it. He told me it wouldn't be wise to keep it, but I was mesmerized by it.
"After my heart ordeal, I found the crystal again... To my surprise it absorbed into my body... I felt so much stronger! And you can imagine how King Kai reacted when I showed up at his place after the fight with cell... He wanted me to take it out, but I simply didn't see the harm in it, so again, I didn't listen.
"We all know how Pan was when she was first born..."
"Dad, you didn't..." Gohan whispered, his throat suddenly feeling dry.