My little love
Summary: she was his little princess, always and forever. And he was the prince who held her heart…
Disclaimer: yea, y'all now dbz isn't mine lol
A/N: yay the sequel! I hope this is good lmao ;-)
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"Soul meets soul on lover's lips."
Her eyes sprung open, as they had every time a nightmare plagued her slumber. You would think that a sixteen year old elite warrior such as she would have out grown such childish fears, but this was not the case for pan, no, they had, if anything increased. They had become so unbearable in the last two years that she would awake in a disoriented panic, not knowing where she was and covered with sweat, tears threatening to spill from her deep, petrified, chocolate eyes and her breathing left heavy and ragged. It would take her several moments to recollect her thoughts and realize that she was in her room, her large lonely room, the room she dreaded to fall asleep in without the thought of familiar embracing arms near by as they always had been from her childhood.
With that thought, her heart leapt with a pang, lord how she missed him! Trunks, the one person she cared for more than life itself, had been at war with an opposing planet for over two years now, due to his leadership in the imperial military. She was desperate to have him back, ready to be back into those strong, open arms that fit so snuggly around her lean form.
A slight smile, one of happy reminiscent and pain of something no longer there, spread across her lips as she recalled the night when she had been just a mere six year old who didn't understand the concepts of marriage, love and mating, told the lavender haired royal she wanted to marry him and in response, he had called her the princess of his heart. He had always called her his little princess but that night it put more meaning behind the cutsie little pet name.
'Click,'
Her body became alert as all of her sense went on the defense upon hearing the abnormal sound which echoed through her sensitive saiyin ears. She tried to sense around, but found nothing, not one flicker of ki, unless it was masked.
'God damnit!" she thought as she threw her covers to the side and slipped out of the security of her bed.
She walked slowly on guard as she went step by step over the threshold of her room, unaware of anything in her path as the darkness of the night taunted and teased her five keen senses, over dramatizing everything that usually would go about unaware.
With each step her breath and heart rate heightened as fear of the unknown filled her mind which was already left on the edge, leftover as a gift from her ruthlessly unmerciful nightmares.
Just as she went to reach for a light she felt a warm breath on the back of her neck and a strong, slightly calloused hand grasping hers ever so gently, stopping her from turning on the bright lights of the bedroom.
"Panny…I'm home."
Tears filled her eyes as the sweet sounds of his ever endearing voice filled her ears and immediately replaced her fears with over zealous joy.
She spun quickly around to the silhouette of, who she knew instantly to be trunks, her trunks.
She quickly leapt into the arms she had been craving for so long.
"I missed you so much" she mumbled into his chest as the tears that had been threatening to pour from her eyes flowed shamelessly.
"I know, I'm sorry I took so long honey." He said pulling her away from his chest and looking on at his girl in the beams of moonlight.
"Look at you," he declared half to himself as he glanced her up and down, "you've grown into a fine woman…I can't believe how gorgeous you are."
He smiled happily on at her.
"Come to bed its late and you must be exhausted." She kindly suggested, pulling him by the hand as she lifted up her covers.
Soon enough pan's dreams were fulfilled as she lye enveloped in the arms of the man that held her heart.
"You've been having nightmares again haven't you," he questioned, remembering the way her heart beat at a fast tempo set on by fear induced adrenalin
"Like you wouldn't believe," she said with a smile as if they were a distant memory.
"I can believe your still panny….you've grown so much" he said with an airy chuckle, unknowingly nuzzling into her neck, breathing in her scent, the familiar fragrance of spring mixed delightfully with lavender, but unlike when she was a mere child she also now carried new smells, the sensuous hint of perfume, the erotic pheromones every women posses, but she also had an absence of something….something that bothered the prince to no end…it was the absence of him…his scent…
"So who have you been gracing your bed chambers with these past couple of years" he asked with a smirk which undoubted proof of his relations to the king as his son.
"Oh you know, the usual men." She stated as his nose rubbed onto hers in attempts of teasing her lips.
"You know how I feel about this…"he stated as he lightly kissed her lower lip.
"Oh don't sound so jealous," she teased as he kissed her jaw line and then trailed to her neck.
"Almost seventeen years old and still as devious as a little girl caught with her hand in the cookie jar."
"You know," she presented saucily, "my husband will be very angry with me to know I was up all night in passion rather than sleeping, considering I must be up early to great him home."
"I'm sure he will not make a big deal of it."
"Yes, but he has excellent smell not to mention his family will know immediately of the new glow on my face"
Trunks merely smirked as he slipped the silk negligee over the brunettes head.
"Finders keepers," and with this he kissed her full on the mouth, indulging himself with the much missed taste of her sweet kiss.
Throughout the night they did not sleep, they were much more preoccupied in the pleasures of each other.
He caressed her, reminding himself of her every curve and relishing at the new. He listened to her breath as she panted under his touch or spoke his name. he smiled as she could still seem so innocent while performing such a dirty act but then he changed his mind as he saw the tears pour over her reddened cheeks and decided how pure their act truly was. It wasn't simply lust or an act of passion but more so the reunion of two lovers becoming one again.
Later that night, as they lay in each others arms, basking in the afterglow their night, he gazed on ay her bicep where her tattoo sat, adorned by many strands of wire, acknowledging her accomplishments as a high elite, and in the middle was her heritage symbol now transformed into another figure since she had mated and the symbol had also added in her husbands insignia.
His blue eyes traveled upward to the nape of her neck. He kissed the now scared puncture wounds. How he had the sensation to re-bite it, knowing she needed it, but he decided to wait the following night after the homecoming of the troops. And so with this thought he slipped into the most peaceful sleep he had in years with his love wrapped in his arms so perfectly
The young girl yawned as she waited, How much she would love to crawl back to sleep. She was exhausted after her previous night…and as well from her particularly early morning….
Another yawn escaped her mouth as her husbands name was announced and he came to her side and kissed her fondly on the cheek.
"My lady, you seem so tired, what on earth has kept you up from slumber? And must I say what an unmistakable scent you have about you as well as your lovely enhanced complexion"
"My lord, I'm very sorry you don't seem to think this of me every time I come into your presence" she stated with a small bow.
"Oh I assure you, I think much more of you."
He then leaned toward her ear and whispered something only she alone could hear
"Oh my gosh, trunks honestly, this is hardly the time, your completely depraved!" she stated as she swatted him on the arm.
He leaned his forehead to rest on hers as he stroked her upper arm which bore their adjoined symbols.
"But you're like a drug and it's been such a long time, plus your neck…"
"Just wait until the ceremony is over at least." She said with giggle.
"I said would always be my princess."
"And I said I would marry you one day."
And so they were together, awaiting the moment when they would have a few cherished hours in which they lye together, trunks holding tight to his little princess and pan sleeping soundly once again in the loving embrace of the prince who held her heart…
End
A bit more dirty than intended but o well! lol