It Takes Two
Chapter 3: More than a Girl
AN: This chapter contains sexual content, though nothing happens and it won't. This fic will never contain any lemons, but maybe a lime, lol. I can't resist. But nothing more sexual than the first chapter. R&R peoples!
Willow awoke to a wonderful aroma. She smelled freshly made pancakes and bacon. As her hunger caught up to her, she quickly jumped out of Trunks' bed and ran down the steps as fast as she could.
When she reached the bottom, she saw Trunks in the kitchen and thought about turning around. After all, Trunks was a guy, and most guys couldn't cook, especially teenage guys. And, if he really was going to rape her, he might try to poison her to get it. But she wiped the last thought for her mind as she entered the kitchen.
Trunks didn't even notice her coming in. He was quietly humming to himself and Willow almost cracked up when she noticed he was wearing an apron. She tapped him on the shoulder and looked down at it, so he would catch the hint.
"Don't say a word… I can make you cook, you know. And you have no clue what bacon can do to your clothes!" he defended himself. Willow still giggled. Trunks cursed to himself a few times under his breath. This made Willow giggle even more.
She took a seat down at the table and watched as Trunks added several spices to her food. Maybe he really was…NAH. She erased the thought from her head.
"And I'm not trying to drug you." Trunks said quickly. Was she really that transparent? When Trunks was done, he quickly removed the apron and they both ate a quiet breakfast.
"My mother is coming in about a hour to check you out. Then after that, you can go home, if you want." Trunks said, getting annoyed at the silence.
"Ok. Listen, I want to thank you. I know I haven't been very trusting towards you, so I just-" Trunks cut her off.
"Shut up. Don't worry about it." He said kindly, despite the fact that the statement shut up wasn't very polite. He stood up when they were both finished and went up to his room.
"I'll be right back. Gotta go change into some real clothes." He said quickly.
When she was done, Willow stood up and leaned against the door of Trunks' bedroom. She could hear him shuffling about inside. When he opened the door she came spilling into his room.
"What the hell are you doing?" Trunks exclaimed.
"Sitting here? Got a problem with that?" she answered rudely.
"Is that so? Or are you just spying on me to see my hot body?" Trunks joked.
"If I saw you naked, it'd give me nightmares!" Willow retorted. Trunks snorted at her joke.
"Yeah, nightmares about how big I am!" Trunks laughed. Willow started cracking up, as if she were laughing in his face. Trunks stuck out his tongue at her. After they stopped laughing, Trunks slowly sat beside her on the floor.
Willow had the strong urge to punch him for being so perverted, so she did.
"What was that for?"
"Being so gross."
"You think that's gross, huh? Well you ain't seen nothing yet." Trunks playfully punched her back in the shoulder and she grabbed his arm and punched him again. This led to more punches and fighting, and they eventually ended up rolling on the floor play fighting with each other.
"Hold on to me… Put all of your weight on me." Trunks said as he ended up beneath her.
"What? Why?" Willow asked. He didn't answer. Trunks lifted his foot off of the ground and they both rolled down the steps. Trunks was cracking up as Willow screamed her head off.
"It'll be fine if you keep your weight on me!" Trunks laughed at her. When they reached the bottom, Trunks was now on top of her.
"Now that wasn't so bad was it?" he laughed.
"You jerk! That was not funny at all!" Willow cried. Trunks laughed even harder if that was possible. He laughed so hard even Willow started to laugh. Suddenly Trunks stopped. Willow was still laughing. Trunks stared at her. He was suddenly seeing her differently. Her beautiful laugh, her smile, her attitude. It was all so cute to him. And he wasn't sure she was attracted to him, but he liked the thrill of a challenge.
Willow finally noticed the lack of Trunks' laughter and the warmth of his breath on her neck. It sent chills down her spine as their breathing seemed to stop time and create an erotic flow. Trunks brought his face closer to hers so that their foreheads and noses were touching.
"Willow, I have a question." He said. As his lips moved he could feel them brushing against hers.
"Yeah?" she whispered, her lips brushing against his too.
"I think I'm about to kiss you. What would you do if I kissed you right now?" he asked, whispering even quieter than she had.
"I don't know. Why don't we just find out?" As soon as she released that statement, Trunks' lips were on hers. His tongue reached into her mouth quickly, caressing every inch of her mouth. His left hand was lost in her beautiful hair and his other hand was holding her up to him. Willow's left hand was in his hair, too, but her left was wrapped around his neck. As the passion in the kiss deepened, Trunks removed his supportive hand from her back and slowly moved up her shirt…
AN: Cliffhanger! Will Trunks be able to stop himself before Bulma comes home? HMMM, the plot thickens. By the way, the only real plot in this ficcy is how Trunks and Willow come together, it's not really a real plot thing. Anyway, R&R!
Chapter 3: More than a Girl
AN: This chapter contains sexual content, though nothing happens and it won't. This fic will never contain any lemons, but maybe a lime, lol. I can't resist. But nothing more sexual than the first chapter. R&R peoples!
Willow awoke to a wonderful aroma. She smelled freshly made pancakes and bacon. As her hunger caught up to her, she quickly jumped out of Trunks' bed and ran down the steps as fast as she could.
When she reached the bottom, she saw Trunks in the kitchen and thought about turning around. After all, Trunks was a guy, and most guys couldn't cook, especially teenage guys. And, if he really was going to rape her, he might try to poison her to get it. But she wiped the last thought for her mind as she entered the kitchen.
Trunks didn't even notice her coming in. He was quietly humming to himself and Willow almost cracked up when she noticed he was wearing an apron. She tapped him on the shoulder and looked down at it, so he would catch the hint.
"Don't say a word… I can make you cook, you know. And you have no clue what bacon can do to your clothes!" he defended himself. Willow still giggled. Trunks cursed to himself a few times under his breath. This made Willow giggle even more.
She took a seat down at the table and watched as Trunks added several spices to her food. Maybe he really was…NAH. She erased the thought from her head.
"And I'm not trying to drug you." Trunks said quickly. Was she really that transparent? When Trunks was done, he quickly removed the apron and they both ate a quiet breakfast.
"My mother is coming in about a hour to check you out. Then after that, you can go home, if you want." Trunks said, getting annoyed at the silence.
"Ok. Listen, I want to thank you. I know I haven't been very trusting towards you, so I just-" Trunks cut her off.
"Shut up. Don't worry about it." He said kindly, despite the fact that the statement shut up wasn't very polite. He stood up when they were both finished and went up to his room.
"I'll be right back. Gotta go change into some real clothes." He said quickly.
When she was done, Willow stood up and leaned against the door of Trunks' bedroom. She could hear him shuffling about inside. When he opened the door she came spilling into his room.
"What the hell are you doing?" Trunks exclaimed.
"Sitting here? Got a problem with that?" she answered rudely.
"Is that so? Or are you just spying on me to see my hot body?" Trunks joked.
"If I saw you naked, it'd give me nightmares!" Willow retorted. Trunks snorted at her joke.
"Yeah, nightmares about how big I am!" Trunks laughed. Willow started cracking up, as if she were laughing in his face. Trunks stuck out his tongue at her. After they stopped laughing, Trunks slowly sat beside her on the floor.
Willow had the strong urge to punch him for being so perverted, so she did.
"What was that for?"
"Being so gross."
"You think that's gross, huh? Well you ain't seen nothing yet." Trunks playfully punched her back in the shoulder and she grabbed his arm and punched him again. This led to more punches and fighting, and they eventually ended up rolling on the floor play fighting with each other.
"Hold on to me… Put all of your weight on me." Trunks said as he ended up beneath her.
"What? Why?" Willow asked. He didn't answer. Trunks lifted his foot off of the ground and they both rolled down the steps. Trunks was cracking up as Willow screamed her head off.
"It'll be fine if you keep your weight on me!" Trunks laughed at her. When they reached the bottom, Trunks was now on top of her.
"Now that wasn't so bad was it?" he laughed.
"You jerk! That was not funny at all!" Willow cried. Trunks laughed even harder if that was possible. He laughed so hard even Willow started to laugh. Suddenly Trunks stopped. Willow was still laughing. Trunks stared at her. He was suddenly seeing her differently. Her beautiful laugh, her smile, her attitude. It was all so cute to him. And he wasn't sure she was attracted to him, but he liked the thrill of a challenge.
Willow finally noticed the lack of Trunks' laughter and the warmth of his breath on her neck. It sent chills down her spine as their breathing seemed to stop time and create an erotic flow. Trunks brought his face closer to hers so that their foreheads and noses were touching.
"Willow, I have a question." He said. As his lips moved he could feel them brushing against hers.
"Yeah?" she whispered, her lips brushing against his too.
"I think I'm about to kiss you. What would you do if I kissed you right now?" he asked, whispering even quieter than she had.
"I don't know. Why don't we just find out?" As soon as she released that statement, Trunks' lips were on hers. His tongue reached into her mouth quickly, caressing every inch of her mouth. His left hand was lost in her beautiful hair and his other hand was holding her up to him. Willow's left hand was in his hair, too, but her left was wrapped around his neck. As the passion in the kiss deepened, Trunks removed his supportive hand from her back and slowly moved up her shirt…
AN: Cliffhanger! Will Trunks be able to stop himself before Bulma comes home? HMMM, the plot thickens. By the way, the only real plot in this ficcy is how Trunks and Willow come together, it's not really a real plot thing. Anyway, R&R!