Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Drabbles - Adult ❯ Shower Scene ( Chapter 15 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Shower Scene
“What are you doing? Get out!” Trunks cried, quickly wrapping a towel around his waist and turning his back on his uninvited guest.
“Oh, chill out,” Pan said. “I just need my brush.”
“Fine. Then leave so I can finish my shower.”
“I don’t know why you’re so squeamish,” she said, casually leaning against the bathroom counter. “Grandpa walks around the ship naked all the time. It’s no big deal.”
“But Goku’s your grandpa,” Trunks explained. “And he’s a kid. I’m not.”
“I still don’t see the difference,” Pan said as she left.
Trunks sighed and let the dripping towel drop to the floor. If only they had installed shower doors, this wouldn’t be a problem. But then they didn’t expect Pan, either. He adjusted the water to cool the arousal that often happened when Pan was near, but it didn’t seem to be helping this time. Sticking his head under the cool spray, he tried to think about business transactions and quarterly reports as he fought for control, but images of his spunky shipmate kept intruding in his thoughts.
“Oh, now I see the difference!” Pan said, standing next to him and leaning forward to get a better look.
“What are you doing? Get out!” Trunks cried, quickly wrapping a towel around his waist and turning his back on his uninvited guest.
“Oh, chill out,” Pan said. “I just need my brush.”
“Fine. Then leave so I can finish my shower.”
“I don’t know why you’re so squeamish,” she said, casually leaning against the bathroom counter. “Grandpa walks around the ship naked all the time. It’s no big deal.”
“But Goku’s your grandpa,” Trunks explained. “And he’s a kid. I’m not.”
“I still don’t see the difference,” Pan said as she left.
Trunks sighed and let the dripping towel drop to the floor. If only they had installed shower doors, this wouldn’t be a problem. But then they didn’t expect Pan, either. He adjusted the water to cool the arousal that often happened when Pan was near, but it didn’t seem to be helping this time. Sticking his head under the cool spray, he tried to think about business transactions and quarterly reports as he fought for control, but images of his spunky shipmate kept intruding in his thoughts.
“Oh, now I see the difference!” Pan said, standing next to him and leaning forward to get a better look.