In Search of Amity
Period 32: Head or heart? The dilemma.
WARNING: Sexual Content in the chapter.
AN:
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"Come in Pan." He called; she smiled, and cautiously entered the room with her arms folded. She gasps upon sighting the room and walks inside slowly.
The room was small, the walls a beautiful teal blue with navy granite tiles faceted on the floor and ceiling and one half of the wall was glass from ceiling to floor, the cosmos shone through with incredibly beauty.
The only lighting inside was a single wicker candle tucked away in a corner on a box surrounded by large pillows.
"How… how can this room be so new, that door looks like its never been touched." she asked baffled, not notice Trunks closing the door gently behind them and walking up behind her, she jumped slightly when his chin came to rest on her shoulder.
"It's the reason why I haven't trained as much as I used to, I've been restoring it during the trip." He revealed, tilting his head slightly he took in the gentle aroma of her hair.
"Its beautiful, but why would you do this knowing the ship wont survive the whole trip?" she asked turning toward him without having noticing his taking in the aroma of her hair.
"I wanted to build something with my own two hands, something I could be proud of, and something I could show you." He said slowly and cautiously, he was in strange territory now, his heart never felt this way about a woman before, and it frightened him.
Pan looked
up at him with no words to offer, her heart was melting.
"You did
this for me?"
He nodded,
his face coming in closer to hers as her eyes locked with his
unblinkingly as his lips engulfed hers in a kiss, their first kiss to
each other. She did not want things to go this far at least not now,
even though she did desire them to.
She stayed
still as his hand came up to her cheek caressing it gently with the
back of his knuckle, her hands came to rest upon his shoulders as his
lips pushed harder against hers heating the kiss, she pulls away
slightly.
"Trunks,
I" she whispered
"Shhh."
he hushed kissing her again and gently walking forward forcing her to
back up, he deepened the kiss further as Pan backed up against the
wall and places his hands up against the wall, this made her nervous
as she could feel that he wanted to take it much further.
"Wait"
She whispered turning away but he only kissed her neck as she showed
it to him.
"Please,
we cant." She issued with more forcefully, again he did not stop,
and she became agitated.
"Stop
it" she shouted and pushed him several feet away.
He looked
at her confused
"What's
wrong?" he asked walking toward her.
"I cant
Trunks, I just cant its not right" she uttered walking away from
the wall and around him.
"What do
you mean, what's not right?" He asked walking toward her.
"This,
taking this in that direction its wrong, now, we are about to go into
a war and all you can think about is, is your satisfaction." she
snapped, walking away from him.
"Pan I
wasn't thinking about me I thought..." He tried to explain but
she shook her head.
"No,
don't come near me, your just like the rest of them." She found
her own words contradicted her true feelings, but her pride won the
battle.
Trunks
kept his distance, but her words hit him hard and he could not rest
on them.
"That's
not true, I would never hurt you Pan, never… but if you cant
believe that then maybe its better that you do leave, there's the
door don't let it hit you on the way out!" He snapped pointing
to the door, surprising and angering her.
"You
know what, I WILL!" she shrieked and stormed from the room,
slamming the door behind her.
He watched the door for a few moments, realising what he had done he
threw his arms up angrily at himself, she hurt him and he wanted to
hurt her back and now he regretted it. Pan is strong willed and
would never go back on her actions, this hurt him further and he
wondered how things would ever mend, even if she went overboard him
doing the same wouldn't help, how could he be so stupid.
She ran to the upper levels with tears brimming on her eyelids, refusing to let them flow until she was out of sight. She loves him but she was also afraid, afraid things would not work out, afraid that he did not return the feelings the same way.
She stopped at her the dorm door and entered, thanking god that it was empty as she threw herself on her bed, crying into the dunna loudly, she regretted every word that left her mouth. After a few moments, she turned her face outwards to breath and wiped the tears from her face, as she expected she began recalling herself as a young girl during the peaceful days on earth, at her grandparents house during the summer months
Remembering
whenever Trunks would come and visit her uncle Goten, she would be
extremely excited, unable to stop watching as he and her uncle
sparred together, every time he looked toward her she would run and
hide like all little girls with crushes. He would shake his head,
certain that she was a crazy little nut of a thing and continue
sparring or whatever activity he was occupied with.
They never
spoke to one another, contrary to her usually confident manner as a
child, Trunks made her blush and shy away. Time passed and they saw
less of one another, she started going to school and he started
learning management for until the day her father moved them to
the US, since that day everything saddened and blurred, the world
wasn't in danger and there was no excuse to see everyone back home
in Japan.
One memory stuck out for her, the day her grandma chichi invited everyone over for dinner and Trunks turned up looking for Goten and they all happened to be there eating, she was the one to open the door when he arrived. He said to her how much she had grown; this made her chuckle a few tears out of her throat, remembering she had worn a bright red bow in her hair that day.
When she saw him again at his fathers 50th birthday, she went home with his image in her mind, almost ignoring him totally during the celebration in an effort to disguise her intrigue.
Gohan sat in the cockpit, his hands laying across the control panel he watched the sky passing them outside, it had been 6 months since they had left earth and he was feeling extremely home sick, he missed his wife dearly, he desired to feel her in his arms and amongst their bed sheets.
Picturing her face from amongst the thousands of stars in a dot to dot fashion, the ship was quiet after the sparring session, he was thrilled Piccolo had come to join them for it, though the Namek returned to his solitude straight after.
His eyes
focussed upon one dark cluster of sky where the stars had vanished,
squinting he stood up, and moved closer to the glass, he realised the
identity of this phenomenon.
"Its, a
planet" he uttered, 100 darkened out due to the lack of sun in
this area, he could not even make out the colours or landscape.
Turning he
walked to a small computer on the control panel, punching in some
commands he opened the star charts, searching around their sector for
any systems or astroid fields, there were none.
Down in the home away from home he created, he sat with his back against the wall, head bowed depressingly in the dark, the wicker candle burning beside him, it had been hours since Pan left that he fell asleep on the spot, his breathing constant and relaxed.
The door opened quietly and a figure stepped inside, gently tiptoeing to his side, kneeling down they watched his chest moving up and down as he breathed, his half tied hair falling down around his face hiding his features.
"I'm sorry." Pan whispered, her fingers elegantly slipping in amongst the strands around his face, tucking them away behind his ear, Trunks stirred and slowly raised his eyes to meet hers and for a moment, he said nothing.
"Pan, im…" he started apologising but she placed her fingers against his lips hushing him, sitting down on the floor with her legs out to the side she moved closer to him.
"I haven't been with anyone before Trunks, but I want you to know that, you're the only one I ever though of being with." She admitted in a long stretched sentence, swallowing her pride.
Trunks
watched her beautiful face as her emotional apology played out, he
could not resist touching it, raising his hand he stroked her cheek
with the back of his knuckle, her eyes closed gently and her lips
turned to touch his skin.
"Don't
fear me, please." He begged.
Her
eyelids tightened to hold back other kinds of tears that wanted to
flow, she moved toward him slowly and connected their lips together,
this quickly deepened promoting his hands to move from her face and
down to her shoulders then to her back and then hips, she didn't
react or resist.
She raised up onto her knees keeping her lips locked with his and moved closer, he felt her breast pushing up against his chest and it was highly arousing, his hands slid from her hips down to her buttocks squeezing them gently in his great hands. The fondling continued for several more moments, she gently pulled away from him and looked into his eyes and he watched as she unbuttoned the front of her bright yellow shirt, his hands moving up to her hips he slid them up her smooth back to the strap of her bra, unbuckling it.
The blouse slid away from her shoulders revealing a flesh coloured bra, the top half of her breasts visible to him and he wanted so much to touch the soft skin, but resisted. They locked lips again, removing the blouse together from her; the unbuckled bra straps ticked the back of her arms. Her hands snaked around his shoulders and turned the kiss into one of passion, eating away at him mouths inner and outer. This aroused him and he was heating up, hardening faster than he anticipated.
Reaching
down to his jeans he unzipped them speedily to release his condition,
hearing the rustling of his clothing, she was frightened but also
excited by this and unrepentantly his hands reached up to do the same
to hers but found difficulty, she pulled away looking into his eyes,
he stopped.
"Is this
too fast?" he whispered, panting.She shook
her head and reached for his hands, assisted in the plight and
process.
As moments
passed he removed his black tank top tossing it across the room, she
held still as he leaned in kissing the top of her breasts, slowly
pulling the barrier of the bra away and taking into his mouth her
nipples one by one. She threw her head back with her fingers
grasping the back of his hair; eyes darted across the ceiling from
the sheer pleasure of the sensation, his tongue warm and strong.
Now, All
their clothes removed and on the floor around them Trunks turned her
over in the blink of an eye laying her head on one of the large
pillows, kissing her throat and breastbone hungrily then stopped, he
saw trust and uncertainty in her eyes.
"Do you
really want this?" he asked, Pan paused and closed her eyes.
"Yes"
she whispered.
He
resumed, his hands gingerly cupping her breasts as he kept their lips
locked, she felt something against her inner thigh and made immediate
assumptions, she herself was aroused by the mere scent of him and now
his manhood grazing against her was exhilarating.
His hand
slid slowly down the side of her body, caressing her slightly fleshy
inner and outer thighs until he reached her womanhood, gently
stroking her opening with the pads of his finger tips he heard her
moan softly. He felt he could wait no longer, parting her thighs
with the same hand he positioned himself, his left hand grasping the
pillow that her head lay on and his other hand beside her head for
leverage, Pan wrapped her arms as much as possible around his wide
shoulders.
She felt
him enter past her thick raven tresses and her fingers gripped his
shoulders tighter, the movement slow at first as he listened to her
breathing heighten with every increase of speed, her hands moving
down to explore his massive muscular chest.
Unlocking
their lips he kept his eyes focused to her closed ones as he
initiated a bold thrusting, he felt so awakened by the feeling of her
tight inners surrounding him. His teeth bearing slightly with every
re-entry that spanned deeper, Pans eyes shot open as something
snapped inside her, the hyphen had broken and the sensation strongly
translated to her lips, parting them with no words to utter.
Inhaling
louder as the thrust increased, some came out as whimpers, but she
refused to show the pain from his size. Trunks eyes closed as he
felt his edge closing in and suddenly his muscles twitched furiously
and his long lavender strands stood upright and morphed into their
golden form, it happened quietly and she did not react, occupied by
her approaching apex.
Coming
full circle seconds before him her already warm inner boiled around
him.
"Trunks!"
she called dragging her hands up his body and into his upper back, he
called out seconds later gritting his teeth as his essence entered
her, and she inhaled a great breath of pleasure.
"Oh
god... god." She whispered her breaths full of substance tears.
He hovered
above her as the afterglow consumed him, his face an inch from hers
and his member still inside her.
"Your everything, your all I ever wanted." he told her releasing her
wrists he rolled away and onto his back, his body not totally
exhausted but greatly relaxed, she didn't speak and he turns to her
concerned.
"Are you
alright?" he asked, she said nothing as she stared at the ceiling.
"It
hurts" she admitted closing her eyes and he watched a tear run down
her cheek, immediately he rolled toward her, placing his hand over
her abdomen.
"No
don't ill be fine." She relented pushing his hand away gently,
he felt awful and knew it was too fast, he did not think about her
enough and felt an overwhelming guilt.
"I so
sorry, ill leave you if that's what you want." He said slipping
away, but she hurriedly grasped his hand.
"Please
don't, stay with me its not your fault." She pleaded, he watched
her for a moment then shuffled against her body, his arm wrapping
around her shoulders he pulled her close, planting a long gentle kiss
against her temple and another upon her matter raven locks of hair.
The yellow
wicker candle continues to flicker in the darkness.
Thankyou for reading
A/N: Well that's the last chapter for this story, now the next sequel is already being written, it will start being posted in a week or two, so keep your eyes peeled, the title is "In Search of Redemption"
Thankyou again to everyone who reviewed, im glad you enjoyed the story, I greatly enjoy writing it, see you all again soon!
Regards,
PiccolosdragoN
"Remember we are adversaries, not enemies"
