A/N: This chapter is a lemon! Please skip to the next chapter if you are not comfortable with it!
6. The Wait is Over (lemon)
Trunks rolled on top of her as she dragged the table blanket, causing all the plates to clank to the side. Her hand gripped through his long hair as the other rested on his strong arm, as his hands wandered her body, pushing up her blouse to feel her soft sides. When her shirt was pulled most of the way up, they broke their passionate kiss for a meaningful gaze, and then Trunks helped her pull her shirt off so that she was left in her bra and skirt and she in turn helped him out of his shirt as well. She gazed into his eyes, but both their eyes wandered south as her hands danced over his hard chest and abdominal muscles. Loving the feeling of her touch, Trunks once again crushed his lips to hers as his hands cupped and squeezed her breasts.
This was the point where they usually stopped, but they couldn't see the need to any more. They slowly broke their kiss to catch their breath, and Trunks stepped into unknown territory. He rested his forehead to hers as he snaked his arm around her and unhooked her bra from behind. He very slowly and carefully slid the bra straps down like she was the most fragile thing on earth, but she encouraged him by placing her hand on his and pushed the bra down, revealing her sweet breasts to him for the first time. They were both blushing furiously, but Pan wanted him to see, and Trunks couldn't take in the sight enough. His mouth plunged down over her right nipple while his hand squeezed the left. Pan dug her fingers into his hair and made the most beautiful moan he had ever heard. The sound caught him on fire and all he wanted was to hear more and more of it, so with his free hand he slid down her tummy and under her skirt and his fingers carefully brushed over her panties, rubbing the wet spot there and eliciting more of her amazing moans and calling out his name.
Trunks was barely able to control himself at this point as he took his hand from her panties and squeezed her round butt, and used his leg to push her legs apart and slowly thrusted his groin right along the wet spot. Pan had never felt so amazing in her whole life and soon she was desperate for his pants and her skirt to get out of her way. She tugged at his belt, and quickly obliging he undid it and slid his pants off before helping her slide off her skirt. They were both now only in their underwear, and Trunks' bulge was clearly visible underneath. He got on top of her again and brushed her hair away before cupping her cheek. "Are you sure about this? I don't want to push you to do anything you don't want to do."
Pan gazed into his sincere blue eyes. He was beautiful, here in the dim candle light surrounded by roses. She didn't know how the moment could be any more perfect, and she had waited for it for what seemed like a lifetime. "I want you," she whispered.
The simple phrase pushed Trunks over the edge. They continued with their passionate kisses, hands sliding and squeezing everywhere. They wanted to memorize each other's bodies, and while they kissed, they both slid away their undergarments. When they were both free, the kiss slowed, like molten lava instead of bursting flames. He rubbed his erection over her wetness, back and forth coating in her juices. He didn't want to hurt her though. He wanted to make his entry as easy as possible on her, so he tested her by moving his hand down so he could ease a finger in. She gasped his name in pure bliss as he slid another finger in and moved them back and forth slowly. After a moment, he removed his fingers and licked them clean, wanting to taste her. She was dripping wet as he eased his tip to her entrance. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Trunks' eyes were glazed over as he spoke in a husky breath, "I love you."
"I love you, too," she whispered as his lips came crashing down on her neck and he plunged into her, and she cried out his name. He thrusted in and out of her very slowly, and kissed, licked and bit her delicious neck so he would not miss a moment of her beautiful moans. She was so tight and wet, he'd never thought something could feel this amazing. He grunted in sheer pleasure, and when he felt like she had gotten used to him he gradually picked up the pace, tasting all around her jaw, down to her chest and squeezing her bouncing breasts, causing more moans and grunted breaths. He wanted her to feel as much pleasure as possible, so he used his free hand to go down and rub her sweet nub, until he could feel her tightening and quivering around him. She screamed his name, and at that moment he lost himself as he came as well.
They both were gasping for breath, as he slumped down to her side and wrapped his arms around her, and she curled into him and closed her eyes. "Wow.." Pan sighed.
"I agree," Trunks said, still with a rough voice. He cupped her head in his palm and planted a sweet kiss on her head. She raised her head so she could kiss him tenderly as they wrapped together tightly. They whispered "I love you's" and sweet nothings to each other until Pan nodded off, and to Trunks her sleeping face was that of an angel. She was his perfect angel and at that moment he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with this woman alone. He closed his eyes and kissed her forehead before he too succumbed to sleep.