Drama

Author: Mistress Silver

Rating: R

Disclaimer: I don't own them…if I did I would not be working the crappy ass job I have now!

Authors Note: Well this is my first Trunks/Pan fic so please be nice. I got help for my friend Matt. Thanks! Ok lets see…this fic is about Trunks and Pan and there little romance….I guess….I suck at this so just read the fic. J Also I know that Trunks would be a lot older but for my fic he is 19 and Goten is 18!

Part 7: Love ( I could not think of a better title)

***Last time***

"We don't have to rush," he said as he looked her in the eye, then shifted so he was sitting up, bringing her upper body into close contact with his. He leaned forward to capture her mouth in another incredible kiss as his fingers grazed over her breasts teasingly. Gasping at the sensations he was creating in her, she felt him push her away. " Pan are you sure you want this?"

***this time***

A/N: Okay this is the lemon part! You DON'T HAVE TO READ IT!!!! JUST GO TO THE BOTTOM OF IT! I HAVE IT WELL MARKED!!!!!!!
~~~~~~~~LEMON!!!!!!!!!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
" Trunks. I have never wanted anything more in my life." Pan managed to whisper in his ear before nibbling on it. Their lips met again, crushed in the intensity of the kiss, as tongues dueled and hands roamed. Pan's tee-shirt and bra were nearly ripped in half in Trunks' haste to remove them. She blushed a bit, a little shy at being so exposed. He saw her cheeks grow pink and stepped back to admire her. "God, Pan, you're so beautiful." She looked him in the eye as she reached out, taking his right hand and placing it over her breast. He wasted no time in exploring, his thumb roving over her taut nipple, his left hand reaching out to cover her other breast. His mouth found her nipple, slightly sucking, his tongue laving the sensitive flesh. She moaned deep in her throat and buried her hands in his hair, pulling him ever closer. Unconsciously their shoes were kicked away, and almost before they knew it, Trunks had unbuttoned her pants and was removing them, revealing her red satin & lace panties. As she stepped backwards and stood, helping him by stepping out of the pants, she realized what was about to happen. And she knew it was exactly what she wanted. She resumed her position on his lap, their tongues beginning an intimate duel. Trunks touched her everywhere, she couldn't get enough, and neither could he. Finally he leaned toward his right, pulling her with him as he positioned himself above her. She grabbed his face, searching his eyes, looking for any sign of regret or uncertainty. There was only desire. She moved to unzip his jeans again, and this time he didn't stop her. She began to slide them off his hips, a bit uncertain of her actions, but willing to learn. When he was free of them, he moved to her again, wearing only his boxers. Pan ran her hand over his chest, then lower, slipping down to grasp him. At his sharp intake of breath, she pulled her hand back quickly, thinking she had done something wrong.

"Please don't stop." She smiled at her power over him and touched him again, this time beginning to stroke and run her fingers over him. He was so smooth, so hard. And she knew that her exploration was only intensifying his pleasure. In response to her loving touch, he moved his own hand over her and slowly began to stroke her in slow circles. Again, he elicited a deep moan from her, and knew that was a sound he wanted to hear forever.

"Trunks, oh, gods." Her breathing became ragged and suddenly her inner thighs clamped down on his hand, and he knew she was over the edge. Her hand had never stopped working him, and he pulled away from her as she regained control.

"I'm not going to hold out too much longer if you keep that up." She gulped hard and shook her head in understanding, the formation of words completely beyond her at the moment Trunks pushed himself to his knees and began to remove her panties, sliding them under her and down her legs slowly, so that he could look at her. He placed them on the floor, and ran his fingers through her curls softly. Pan sat up and hooked a finger in the waistband of his boxers, slowly pulling them down. He leaned forward and slipped them the rest of the way off, and let himself feel the exquisite pleasure of being completely naked in her arms. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his wait, as she had done earlier, and he moved so that he was pressed to her entrance. Taking a deep breath he leaned over and kissed her forehead.

"Are you sure you want this?" he asked quietly.

"You know I do. I want this so much. I want you, Trunks." Reassured, he nodded as she placed her hands on his shoulders. At his first movement forward she took in a deep breath, her fingernails digging slightly into him. He smiled down at her.

"I'm sorry Pan this is going to hurt a little. I'll go slow I promise." She bobbed her head in understanding and tried to relax as she felt the pressure inside her increase. Finally he was fully inside her and he stopped, waiting for her to let him know it was okay to go on. He'd never felt anything so amazing in his entire life as this feeling of pleasure and intimacy. And it wasn't just the sex. It was Pan. She was a goddess. Underneath him, she squirmed slightly, getting used to the sensation of feeling him from within. She looked up at him, eyes full of trust, and he began to move slowly. He was losing control quickly, the need for release overpowering. But he was determined to make sure she was enjoying the experience as well. Again, he began to stroke her in quick circles, timing the strokes with his thrusts, A sweet smile broke out across her face, and she began to find the rhythm, her sex grinding against his. Moments later, she cried out his name and he let himself go, the intensity washing over him. He collapsed onto her, exhausted. She held him close, never wanting to let go of this moment. She kissed him slowly, her lips parting his. His head came to rest on her chest and soon their breathing slowed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~END OF LEMON~~~~~~~~~~~~~
" I love you Trunks." She whispered.

" I love you too Pan." He kissed her face lightly.

" OH MY GOD!"



A/N: Well looks like the honeymoon is over. See what happens next time.