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notes a flashback
Fear and panic shot through Pan's body when she felt that hot breath on the back of her neck. Suddenly she wasn't seeing the shower she was in. She was somewhere else, seeing things as they had played out almost a year and a half ago.
Hot water scalded down her back, blending in with the tears. She never should have said anything to her Grandpa. She thought that maybe, just maybe he would believe her since they had always been so close. But once her dad had started with his lies everyone just dropped it. He told everyone she was just acting out, trying to get his attention. That was the opposite of what she wanted. She didn't want any attention from him, because the only attention he ever gave her was usually violent. Which is exactly what she got when they returned home that night. He had given her the beating of her life. It was the worst one yet, and all because she had tried to get someone to help her, someone to make him stop hurting her. It had taken her over an hour to pick the pieces of glass out of her arm. Now, alone at last she could let the tears flow free. That was the one victory he would never have. She would never give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry.
She never heard the soft slide of the shower curtain opening, or the barely audible thump of someone else stepping into the shower. Suddenly muscled arms wrapped around her from behind.
"Hello Panny."
Fear and panic ran through her veins, chilling her like the coldest ice.
"D-Dad?"
"Shh. It's alright. You don't have to be afraid."
"Let go of me."
Gohan's grip on her tightened, pulling her back against his chest. Pan trembled with fear. This was not happening. This was not happening. This was not happening! He was her father! He may have a bad temper, but he would never do this! Not this.
"You're scaring me."
"It's alright. You don't have to be scared of me. You know that."
Pan's breathing had picked up, close to hyperventilating. Something was wrong here. She couldn't quite get her body to work. Maybe it was the fear, or maybe…
"Just relax Panny, and everything will be over soon."
Pan cringed at the use of her baby name. Her mother had given her that nickname. It made her stomach turn on flip flops. She was going to be sick. Gohan slid one hand down over her water slicked stomach before going lower.
"Dad, please…don't do this…"
Pan screamed in rage and pain when his hand landed between her legs and his other arm squeezed her breast. Something in that moment changed inside her. Her ki level shot up higher than it ever had before, and she shot a blast at Gohan, knocking him away from her. She landed with a harsh thump on the floor.
"You rotten, spoiled, little bitch! You get back here!" Gohan screamed, his ki getting higher and higher.
Pan scrambled across the now wet floor, trying to get to her feet. She stumbled out of the bathroom, trying to put as much distance between herself and Gohan as possible. Grabbing her training clothes off her bed, Pan threw herself straight out her bedroom window. The impact of the glass breaking around her shook her up a little, but she quickly regained her senses, and flew off into the night with Gohan's angry screams chasing after.
"NO!"
"Are you daft woman?!"
"Vegeta! I'm sorry I thought-"
Vegeta looked down at the woman in his arms, noting the fine trembling of her body, and a realization dawned on him.
"You thought I was him. Gohan."
Shame flooded over her features as she nodded.
"He never took you. I know that for a fact."
"It doesn't mean he didn't try."
A murderous rage seemed to fill him up. Even the idea that Gohan could lay hands on his own daughter disgusted him.
"I was taking a shower when he…."
"I see…I'll leave you be."
"No! Don't go…."
Vegeta let his eyes roam over her body, the way the water flowed over her and hung in small droplets here and there on her smooth pale skin. A fierce protectiveness he had never known overcame him at that moment. Pan was in his arms before either of them could blink, their mouths locked together in hot demanding kisses. Pan arched her back in pleasure when Vegeta's hands found her breasts, moaning at his touch. She raised her arms upward, exploring the muscled expanse of his chest, her touch bolder than the first time they had been together. Somehow this arrogant man, her mate, put her at ease and let her forget the pain in her life.
"Turn around."
Pan turned to face the wall as he directed. He guided her arms to either side of her on the wall and spread her legs, guiding her hips backward. Vegeta's lips came down on her neck making her cry out as he took her from behind. There was an intense heat building between them as he worked himself in and out of her body. His thrusts grew more urgent, going deeper. All Pan could do was moan in response, despite the growing urge in her body that told her to move. Vegeta's hands held her hips in place, keeping his rhythm. Gently, he ran his fingers over the spot where her tail had been at birth. Immense pleasure seemed to go through Pan, her body going rigid with it before it passed to Vegeta in a massive wave that sent them both over the edge. Vegeta's fingers dug into hips as he spilled himself inside her, overwhelmed by the sheer ecstasy.
Slowly they slid to the floor, still tangled together. It took a few moments before Pan was able to think clearly, the heat from the shower finally starting to get to her.
"Vegeta?"
"What is it…Panda."
Pan half smiled at his use of her old nickname.
"Do….do you love me? If you do….I need to hear it. Even if you never say it again, I need to hear you say it," she said.
Part of her brain was cursing herself for having asked such a foolish question, but she had loved him since she was a little girl and she needed to know if he felt the same way about her.
"I love you Pan."
The words practically flew from his lips before he had time to think. For the first time in the saiyin prince's life, it felt right for him to utter those words. What was this spell she seemed to have over him that made him act so strangely?
"And you little Panda?"
Pan smiled again. He wasn't going to let it go that Trunks had used her old nickname.
"I've loved you since I was a little girl," she confessed," It started out as hero worship, I think. But as I got older, I started to realize that not only was it a different kind of love, but I was in love with you. But I was so afraid of how he would react if he ever found out, that I kept it hidden."
"Until last night."
"Yeah."
"You forget one thing woman. That worthless spawn of Kakkorot can never come between us now that we are mated."
Shutting off the shower, Vegeta carried Pan into the bedroom and layed her on the bed, already climbing over her once more. Somewhere in the middle of their lovemaking, Pan lost track of the number of times he took her that afternoon. All she knew was that she was definitely going to need another shower.
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