A/N: Fast, ne? ^_^ Italicized text: "The First Taste" by Fiona Apple
Face the Music
Chapter Four: The First Taste
Marron had slipped into shorts and a small tank top and was sitting in bed, softly strumming her acoustic to an unknown tune, waiting patiently for Trunks to come as she knew he just had to.
I lie in an early bed,
Thinking late thoughts.
Waiting for the black to replace my blue
I do not struggle in your web because it was my aim to get caught....
There was a knock on the door. She looked up and smiled, "Come in," She said, fixing her shirt so that it was as revealing as possible and moved the guitar so it was situated at her side, making a perfect photo for the next album cover. And that's exactly what Trunks thought when he walked in, Damn! He smiled and sat on the bed. He ran a hand through his hair.
But daddy longlegs I feel that I'm finally growing weary
Of waiting to be consumed by you...
Marron crossed her arms impatiently and flung her legs up so that they laid luxuriously over his lap. Suddenly he lost his nerve and tried to stand when she grabbed him by his shirt collar and whispered in his ear,
Give me the first taste, let it begin heaven can not wait forever
Darling, just start the chase—I'll let you win but you must
Make the endeavor
"Just kiss me already, Trunks." She wrapped her legs around his waist and kept her grip, determined to stay in that position.
He stared at her for endless moments before finally smiling, "Close your eyes," He whispered back.
Oh your love give me a heart contusion...
He brushed his lips against her almost tortuously before running his tongue along her lips, asking for sweet entry.
Adagio breezes fill my skin with sudden red
Your hungry flirt borders intrusion...
She obliged him and almost gasped at the incredible taste of his mouth. She groaned against him softly and he only continued with a new fervor, getting more and more aroused by each intense second.
I'm building memories on things we have not said
Full is heavy as empty, not nearly my love, not nearly my love, not nearly...
He growled quietly, making Marron smile, and carefully switched positions with her, placing her underneath him onto the cool sheets.
Give me the first taste, let it begin heaven can not wait forever
Darling, just start the chase—I'll let you win, but you must
Make the endeavor.
He broke off the kiss before intruding her space even more and looked into her eyes, "You taste very nice, Mar-chan." He smiled and so did she.