DESTINY OF THE COUPLES 25
*A/N*
I'm really sorry for not updating but there's been this problem on FFN that won't allow AOL users on, and it happened to me. SO HOPEFULLY I'll be able to log onto my screen name.
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"TRUNKS! OPEN THE WINDOW!" Pan yelled.
"Sorry Pan." said Trunks, opening the window. "Hey! You're not wearing a skimpy outfit!"
"You really thought I loved you that much?" Pan snickered.
"Well duh! Otherwise I wouldn't have invited you here!"
"Shut up. I know you're joking. But I do love you." Trunks rolls his eyes. "So what did you have in mind. And no, I am not going to have sex."
"AWWWWWW!!!!! That's what I was thinking of!"
"*Pan gives him a disgusted look* Are you forgetting the fact that I'm 15?!" Pan yells.
"And are YOU forgetting the fact that I need to be pleased?!"
"There's ways you can be pleased by me." Pan gives him a seductive look. Trunks' eyes light up in happiness. "But I'm not talking about oral sex." Trunks' grunts and folds his arms.
"Well then, what are we going to do?" asked Trunks.
"I can please you by giving you a massage." Pan shrugged.
"Only if you're naked." Trunks' suggests.
"Um, NO!"
"Forget it."
"Why are you so perverted?!"
"Can you blame a guy?!"
"Well, it is you. So I guess I can't blame you for your perverted antics." sighs Pan.
"Trunks, haven't you ever tried pleasing yourself?" asks Pan.
"Have you?" he asks.
"No."
"Then no."
"Liar!" shouts Pan.
"Okay fine! But it does get lonely, so do you think you-" Pan starts laughing.
"What?!"
"You're pathetic!" Pan manages to gasp.
"It's not my fault my wife won't do anything for me!" Trunks pouts.
"Oh for god's sake. If it makes you feel any better, I'll sit on your lap."
"What's that you say? You'll give me a lap dance?" Trunks' asks, pretending to have misheard.
"I am not going to sit on your lap then." Pan folds her arms in stubborness.
"O, come here." Trunks' signals to his lap. Pan sits down. "Wow, you have a tight ass."
"I thank you for noticing." says Pan sarcastically.
"Your shirt is really itchy, do you think you can take it off?" Trunks asks hopefully.
"Of course Trunks." Pan gives him a fake smile, and half way lifts up her shirt but stops. "Nah, it's too cold."
"Stop teasing me!" crys Trunks.
"Aw, poor baby." Pan leans in and gives Trunks a kiss, which poor horny Trunks can't help but deepen it. After a while of (what Pan would call kissing, but Trunks would consider making out) Pan ends the kiss and crawls over to lay on the bed. Trunks hops after, hardly daring to believe Pan was ready to do it.
"No Trunks. I'm just laying here because my back hurts." Pan says, when Trunks's takes off his shirt. "But I like the view."
"I'd like your view even more." Trunks wiggles his brows.
"Trunks, I don't have the greatest boobs. I'm not a double D."
"Yours is good enough for me." Trunks compliments.
"Oh whatever." Pan takes off her shirt. Trunks has finally gotten one of his wishes.
"Stop drooling." Pan snaps. "Do you mind if I spend the night here?"
"Not at all." says Trunks mesmorized.
"If all you're going to do is stare, I'll put my shirt back on."
"I won't stare! So let's just watch a movie." Trunks goes to the DVD and takes a DVD out, hiding it. Pan can only guess what that DVD was (porn). And Trunks pops in the movie 'Rush Hour 2'. But Trunks can't help but sneak a few peeks at Pan while they are watching the movie.
*Trunks' P.O.V*
I know I shouldn't be pressuring her to do 'it'. But, I can't help it! I'm a guy. Guys, specially me, love that kind of stuff. But can I get it clear to Pan? No. She's too stubborn! Well we watched the movie a while, and I rang for room service, so we ate and watched a movie sitting comfertbly in each other's presence. As soon as the movie was over, Pan and I still weren't tired so I moved in for the kill: Trying to "accidently" touch her breasts, but Pan caught on to what I was doing without even looking, and grabbed my hand!
"You're not very good at sneaking in a few moves, are you?" she questions.
"Well if you would just let me!" I explain.
"Trunks listen. If you're that desperate, we'll do it on our wedding night. Is that fine with you?"
"It's too far away! What if I don't come back from the war?" I give her the puppy dog eyes.
"Don't even joke about that." She says sternly. Aw, she does care.
I guess I got her pissed at me, so she turns over on the bed and faces the other direction. So I wrapped my arm around her waist, thankfuly she at least let me do that. But when my arm was wrapped around her waist, she rested her hands on mine, either to make sure I didn't try anything sneaky, or because she was being comferting. I'll bet both.
*Pan's P.O.V*
I wish people would stop talking about Trunks dying in the war. He will come back....I hope. Yes he is perverted, but how can you not help loving the disobedient dog? While I face the other direction on the bed, he puts his arms around me, and I feel safe. So I snuggle closer to him and just lay like that for a while, feeling his breath on my neck. And I fall asleep.
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*A/N*
I'm not good at real romantic fics, obviously, so I use my humor. If you all want them to be more 'close', I'll try. BUT I can't promise it will be good.
*A/N*
I'm really sorry for not updating but there's been this problem on FFN that won't allow AOL users on, and it happened to me. SO HOPEFULLY I'll be able to log onto my screen name.
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"TRUNKS! OPEN THE WINDOW!" Pan yelled.
"Sorry Pan." said Trunks, opening the window. "Hey! You're not wearing a skimpy outfit!"
"You really thought I loved you that much?" Pan snickered.
"Well duh! Otherwise I wouldn't have invited you here!"
"Shut up. I know you're joking. But I do love you." Trunks rolls his eyes. "So what did you have in mind. And no, I am not going to have sex."
"AWWWWWW!!!!! That's what I was thinking of!"
"*Pan gives him a disgusted look* Are you forgetting the fact that I'm 15?!" Pan yells.
"And are YOU forgetting the fact that I need to be pleased?!"
"There's ways you can be pleased by me." Pan gives him a seductive look. Trunks' eyes light up in happiness. "But I'm not talking about oral sex." Trunks' grunts and folds his arms.
"Well then, what are we going to do?" asked Trunks.
"I can please you by giving you a massage." Pan shrugged.
"Only if you're naked." Trunks' suggests.
"Um, NO!"
"Forget it."
"Why are you so perverted?!"
"Can you blame a guy?!"
"Well, it is you. So I guess I can't blame you for your perverted antics." sighs Pan.
"Trunks, haven't you ever tried pleasing yourself?" asks Pan.
"Have you?" he asks.
"No."
"Then no."
"Liar!" shouts Pan.
"Okay fine! But it does get lonely, so do you think you-" Pan starts laughing.
"What?!"
"You're pathetic!" Pan manages to gasp.
"It's not my fault my wife won't do anything for me!" Trunks pouts.
"Oh for god's sake. If it makes you feel any better, I'll sit on your lap."
"What's that you say? You'll give me a lap dance?" Trunks' asks, pretending to have misheard.
"I am not going to sit on your lap then." Pan folds her arms in stubborness.
"O, come here." Trunks' signals to his lap. Pan sits down. "Wow, you have a tight ass."
"I thank you for noticing." says Pan sarcastically.
"Your shirt is really itchy, do you think you can take it off?" Trunks asks hopefully.
"Of course Trunks." Pan gives him a fake smile, and half way lifts up her shirt but stops. "Nah, it's too cold."
"Stop teasing me!" crys Trunks.
"Aw, poor baby." Pan leans in and gives Trunks a kiss, which poor horny Trunks can't help but deepen it. After a while of (what Pan would call kissing, but Trunks would consider making out) Pan ends the kiss and crawls over to lay on the bed. Trunks hops after, hardly daring to believe Pan was ready to do it.
"No Trunks. I'm just laying here because my back hurts." Pan says, when Trunks's takes off his shirt. "But I like the view."
"I'd like your view even more." Trunks wiggles his brows.
"Trunks, I don't have the greatest boobs. I'm not a double D."
"Yours is good enough for me." Trunks compliments.
"Oh whatever." Pan takes off her shirt. Trunks has finally gotten one of his wishes.
"Stop drooling." Pan snaps. "Do you mind if I spend the night here?"
"Not at all." says Trunks mesmorized.
"If all you're going to do is stare, I'll put my shirt back on."
"I won't stare! So let's just watch a movie." Trunks goes to the DVD and takes a DVD out, hiding it. Pan can only guess what that DVD was (porn). And Trunks pops in the movie 'Rush Hour 2'. But Trunks can't help but sneak a few peeks at Pan while they are watching the movie.
*Trunks' P.O.V*
I know I shouldn't be pressuring her to do 'it'. But, I can't help it! I'm a guy. Guys, specially me, love that kind of stuff. But can I get it clear to Pan? No. She's too stubborn! Well we watched the movie a while, and I rang for room service, so we ate and watched a movie sitting comfertbly in each other's presence. As soon as the movie was over, Pan and I still weren't tired so I moved in for the kill: Trying to "accidently" touch her breasts, but Pan caught on to what I was doing without even looking, and grabbed my hand!
"You're not very good at sneaking in a few moves, are you?" she questions.
"Well if you would just let me!" I explain.
"Trunks listen. If you're that desperate, we'll do it on our wedding night. Is that fine with you?"
"It's too far away! What if I don't come back from the war?" I give her the puppy dog eyes.
"Don't even joke about that." She says sternly. Aw, she does care.
I guess I got her pissed at me, so she turns over on the bed and faces the other direction. So I wrapped my arm around her waist, thankfuly she at least let me do that. But when my arm was wrapped around her waist, she rested her hands on mine, either to make sure I didn't try anything sneaky, or because she was being comferting. I'll bet both.
*Pan's P.O.V*
I wish people would stop talking about Trunks dying in the war. He will come back....I hope. Yes he is perverted, but how can you not help loving the disobedient dog? While I face the other direction on the bed, he puts his arms around me, and I feel safe. So I snuggle closer to him and just lay like that for a while, feeling his breath on my neck. And I fall asleep.
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*A/N*
I'm not good at real romantic fics, obviously, so I use my humor. If you all want them to be more 'close', I'll try. BUT I can't promise it will be good.