Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Hot For Nee-san ❯ Sweet Seduction ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Hot For Nee-san

Chapter: 1/0?

Chapter Title: Sweet Seduction

Author: Silverwolf

E-Mail: Silverwolf_Angel@yahoo.com

Rated: NC-17

Warnings: A/U, O/C, Lemon, Incest, Swearing, blood, Biting, Seduction, Heat/Rut, Sex.

Disclaimers: I do NOT own DB/DBZ/DBGT.

The names and characters are Copyrighted to Akira Toriyama and Company. I DO, however, own several of the Original Characters.

A/N: This sprouted from my friend's DBZ RPG on YAHOO! The relationship is based on what happened between Serena and Trunks on a rainy night.

On another note, this entire fic is dedicated to Young_Teen_Trunks (A.K.A Brandon Mondary) who helped me write this and was a great friend. I am sad to say that this fic is also dedicated to his memory. He took his own life a few months ago and it broke my heart when one of my friends in the RPG told me.

So, Brandon, this is for you.

I love you and miss you a lot.

Silverwolf.

Sweet Seduction

It was a warm friday night in Western City, the smell of rain heavy in the air. Serena sat on one of the lawn chairs in front of Capsule Corporation, fanning her neck and shoulders as she watched her twins, Keko and Reoko, playing in the dirt. They were only a year old, but they were very active. "Serengeta, are you watching these kids?" Vejita asked, coming out in a pair of jean shorts and a tank top. Serena looked up, a little dazed. "Nani? I.. I mean, hai. Papa. I'm watching them. Why?" Vejita smirked and pulled Keko out from behind his back. The child was covered in dirt and had several worms in his hands. "This is why." Serena tried to keep from laughing as she stood and took the baby from Vejita, pulling the worms out of Keko's hands. "Yucky, that's yucky, Keko." She purred, brushing the dirt from his arms and legs. "Ucki." Keko repeated, laughing a little. Serena smiled and handed him back to his grandfather. "Do me a favor and give them a bath, Papa. Goku should be here in an hour to pick them up." Vejita sort of narrowed his eyes and put a hand on his hip. "Why can't you do it?" He asked. "Because I have to get ready for a party. Durr. I'm going to see if I can pick up some fresh meat to take home and make into a nice male role model for the twins." She grinned at Vejita's disgusted expression. "That sounds really nasty, princess. Stick to staying home with your kids." He shook his head and stooped down to pick up Reoko, who was clinging to his leg and furiously shouting 'Ampa! Ampa! Ampa!'. She smirked and winked before going into the house, brushing her shoulder against her little brother's. "OH! Trunks-kun!" She called when he had gotten a few feet away from her. He spun around, a few strands of hair sliding into his eyes. "Hai, nee-san?" He answered, smiling. Serena smiled. "Would you be willing to come to Laurynn's party to be my designated driver?" She asked, putting on her 'how-can-you-resist-little-old-me?' face. Trunks rolled his eyes and nodded. He had only gotten his liscence a couple of months ago, and it seemed Serena was the only girl he ever had in his truck. She kissed his cheek and grinned. "Thank you! I PROMISE you'll have a good time." She purred, running up the stairs to her room. She had a lot of clothes to choose from, but not enough time to try everything on. She bit her lip a few times, scanning every outfit in her closet. She smiled when she found the black, strapless mini-dress Bulma had bought for her when she was seventeen. With her luck, she'd still be able to fit in it, even after having the twins. She shed her clothes and tugged the dress on, finding that it was only tight around the chest.

"Perfect.." She smiled at herself in her full-length mirror and reached around to zip it up the rest of the way, finding it rather difficult. "Fuck..." She gave a little snarl and headed downstairs, only to be met by Goku, who was chattering away with Trunks. Goku's eyebrows shot up as his eyes widened, a low whistle coming from his lips. "Damn Serena. Where you going looking so damn good?" He asked. Serena smirked and looked to Trunks. "Zip me up?" She begged. Trunks sighed and placed his hand on her back to steady her as he pulled the little black zipper up. He took a slight note on how good her hair smelled as she spun around, a few strands brushing just under his chin.

"Thanks." She smiled and then turned to Goku, looking a little disgusted. "Aren't you taking the twins at six?" She asked, glancing at her watch. "I was. But I wanted to spend an hour more with my children, do you mind?" He growled. Serena almost bared her teeth at him but instead she reached forward and plucked at Trunks' shirt. "This what you're wearing?" She asked. Trunks didn't know whether to say yes or no. He shrugged and Serena smiled. "Black button up shirt. Khakis. Classic. I like it." She grinned and then turned her chin up at Goku, walking swiftly up the stairs. "Mommy! Mommy!" Keko and Reoko called from the bathroom as she passed. Vejita sat on the toilet seat, looking very wet. "Yes babies?" Serena smiled at her kids who immediately raised their arms to her. "Up!" They cried. Serena winced. She couldn't pick them up while she was wearing this. "UP!" They practically screamed Serena and Vejita's ears off and Serena had no choice. She bent over in the black dress and scooped the sopping wet children into her arms.

She groaned when she felt warm bathwater soaking into the silky fabric of the dress. "Daddy.." She whined, looking at Vejita helplessly. He laughed and took both kids from her, shooing her out of the bathroom. "Can you at least unzip me?" She asked, glaring at him. He laughed again and swept his fingers up her back to the zipper, which came down faster than it had gone up.

Serena grumbled and stomped to her room to find something else to wear. She found a bright red dress that looked good, but had a stain on the front from one of Muten Roshi's parties. "Friggin' A!" She hollered, kicking the pile of clothes on her floor. "Figginay! Figginay!" Both twins chanted at they ran into her bedroom. Serena jumped and wrapped a blanket around herself as Goku came in after them, laughing a little. "No no, guys. Don't say that. That's a yucky word." Serena cooed, tucking the end of the blanket in so it stayed up. "Ucki?" Reoko's big blue eyes shined up at her and Serena couldn't help the slightly Goku-like grin that spread across her lips. She picked up the child and rubbed her nose against hers. "Yes. Ucki. Ucki, Ucki, Ucki." She giggled when Reoko started to rub her nose with a hand and looked up at Goku. He smiled down at her and held up a little blue dress by it's straps. "Wear this." He said softly, handing it over. Serena shook her head. "I can't. I'm not trying to look like a piece of trash, Goku." Goku raised an eyebrow and then plucked another dress from her closet. A soft, light gray one. "Well.. how about this?" "Too small. I've had that dress since I was twelve, Goku." She giggled again when Reoko started to sing the 'I love you' song from Barney. She didn't know the words too well, but that didn't stop her or Keko from belting it out at the top of their lungs when everyone else was trying to sleep. Goku sighed and pulled the last outfit from the corner of Serena's closet. A pair of hip huggers and a black halter top bearing the words 'Attack Kitten' across the chest. "What about this, Ser? I'm pretty sure this still fits." Serena looked up and raised an eyebrow. "That?" She asked, looking a little unsure. "Yeah, why not?" Serena shrugged. She didn't see anything wrong with it. She slowly stood up and handed Reoko to Goku, telling him to turn around while she changed.

"Can I look now?" He asked after a few moments had gone by. Serena told him he could and he was amazed to see how sexy she looked in it. The jeans clung to everything and anything it could, making her look at least twenty pounds lighter. The black shirt hugged her breasts, the straps criss crossing her back. "Wow." Was all he could say. Serena blushed. She felt overexposed in this. "I don't know, Goku, it feels a little--" "HOLY MOTHER OF--" Trunks stopped himself when he saw Reoko in Goku's arms and Keko on his sister's bed. Serena blushed even deeper. "What?" She murmured, looking up at Trunks. He just raised both eyebrows and waved at her outfit.

"That. Where'd you get something that... don't take this the wrong way, sexy?" If it were possible, Serena would have gone an even darker color. "All right. I'll wear it. Sheesh." She muttered, moving Goku out of the way so she could find a pair of shoes. "Say bye-bye to Mommy guys." Goku said suddenly. Serena jolted upright to kiss both of her kids good-bye. Goku smiled and wondered where his kiss was. What he got was a shoe to the face. Trunks laughed and waved his niece and nephew off, sitting down on Serena's bed to help her out.

"I'll never understand why you women have so many shoes and things." He muttered, watching her smile. "I don't know, Trunks. How about scooting over so I can sit down and try some of these shoes on?" Trunks grinned and slid back on the bed, allowing her to sit in front on him. From here, he had a pretty clear view of the Royal crest she had tattooed on her lower back, next to her tail. If he looked up at the back of her neck, he could also see where she had Vejita's name tattooed in katakana. On her left bicep was a tattoo of a large, red 'Z' and underneath it was the kanji for 'Senshi'. Vejita had been quite reluctant to let her get those done, but had allowed her to do so anyway.

The Royal crest was the one that interested Trunks the most. He slowly reached over and traced it, finding that not only was it a tattoo, but a deep scar as well. He didn't feel the shudder Serena gave when his fingertip touched her skin, nor did he pay attention to her tail even though it was whipping back and forth under his chin. He only pulled his hand away when Serena turned around and stared down at him, her blue eyes glazed over with some sort of passionate look to them. "Nee-san?" He said softly. Serena ignored his words and crawled forward, touching his hand with hers. "Trunks-kun..." She whispered, her fingers running back and forth over his. Trunks suddenly felt compelled to touch her, though he wasn't sure why. He also caught a whiff of a scent that was extremely intoxicating. "SERENA! TRUNKS!" Bra shouted from the hallway. Serena jumped forward and knocked Trunks to the ground, landing on top of him. She looked a little surprised to see him there and then looked up at her baby sister. "Hai?" Bra looked confused and then wrinkled her nose. "Ewww. What's that smell?" She cried, covering her nose with her hand. Serena blushed and shook her head. "I dunno. What do you need?" She asked again, standing up. "Oh, Dad wants to know when you two are leaving. It's almost six thirty." Serena looked at her watch and let out a little scream. "Oh SHIT! Trunks, get up! We have to go!" She grabbed her black pumps and ran downstairs barefoot, Trunks right behind her. They passed Vejita without a good-bye and left. Vejita's eyes widened at the scent under his nose. "She's in heat. I feel sorry for those bastards at the party." He mumbled, sitting down on the couch.

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Serena and Trunks got to the party a little earlier than they thought they would. Laurynn greeted them both with a smile and a bottle of beer. Serena swatted Trunks' hand away from the bottle she offered and reminded him that he was her designated driver for the evening. He gave a little grunt and went off to find someone he could dance with. Serena and Laurynn sat talking and laughing for a while, taking shot after shot of whiskey and khalua. Sometime later, Serena sought out Trunks and grabbed his hips from behind, turning him around. "Dance with me." She purred, smiling up at him. Trunks looked a little uneasy. But the only person who knew they were actually brother and sister was too drunk to say anything as Serena started to move her hips in tune to the music.

"Slow down." He joked, placing both hands on her hips. Serena smiled and moved closer, almost too drunk to care that her hips were practically grinding against his. Trunks laughed nervously, looking around to make sure no one else they knew was there. He couldn't stop the soft moan that escaped his throat when she pressed herself hard against him. "Come on Trunks... you can move faster than this." She purred, looking up. Trunks stared down at her, thin red lines encircling his light blue eyes. He moved the way she wanted him to and growled at her when she pulled away to get another beer. When she had gotten a few feet away, he snapped out of his trance and blinked. What had just happened? He remembered dancing with her, feeling a little insecure, but now she was gone. He shrugged it off and walked over to an attractive red head, flirting with her while she giggled and looked away. Serena came back, expecting to find her dance partner waiting for her. What she found was her dance partner chatting up a girl who was prettier than she was. She growled and threw her drink at them, drenching the girl with half the glass. Trunks turned around just in time to see her running out of the house.

"Shit." He explained to Laurynn that he had to take Serena home and bid her farewell before heading out into the darkening streets of Western City.

It wasn't too hard to find her, even with the light rain that had begun to fall. She was sitting under a large willow tree in the front of Western City's Strawberry Fields Park.

Trunks parked his truck and hopped out, walking over halfway before he stopped. She was a little muddy and it looked like the knee of her jeans had been ripped.

"Serena? Nee-san?" He whispered, not sure if he should get any closer. Serena looked up, something red and sticky residing on the corner of her mouth. "What?" She sniffed. She was soaked to the bone with water, her body shivering as she stared.

"What...?" He waved his hand towards her in a questioning gesture. "I fell." She whimpered, not looking at him. "Come on Serena. We should head home. I have blankets in the back you can warm up with." He offered.

"No."

She kept her head lowered, shuddering lightly.

Even with the smell of rain, her scent had gotten stronger and Trunks now knew why. She was in heat and was denying herself the one thing she needed. Sex.

Trunks bit his lower lip. "I'm getting a blanket anyway." He said, walking over to the truck. On his way over, he slipped on a patch of wet leaves and fell forward, slamming his head against the side of the truck.

"TRUNKS!" Serena screamed, rushing over to lift his upper torso off of the muddy ground.

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Serena sat on the ground, holding Trunks' head to her chest. "Wake up... Trunks, please." She whimpered.

Trunks winced, his head pounding from the fall. His energy was slowly disappearing because of Serena's closeness, his eyes opening slightly. He was almost awake, but not quite. A small trail of blood began to trickle from above his lavender brow and down the side of his face.

A small groan escaped his lips as the rain began to come down harder.

Serena gasped and moved his hair away from the blood. "Oh... God... Trunks!" She whined. He opened his eyes a little more and nuzzled closer to her chest. His headache was pretty bad, but the wound was minor seeing as Saiyajin were pretty hard to break.

"... S... Serena?" He murmured softly.

"Oh good Kami-sama, you're all right." She slid her fingers through his hair, her tail wrapping around him protectively, not caring if he gave her what she was now craving from him.

Trunks sighed and almost felt like he was going to fall asleep... or was it that he was losing consciousness again? He couldn't tell. The rain was so cold. His black button up shirt was now clinging to his muscular upper body. His silk like hair starting to drip with water.

Serena sat up a little straighter, remembering a little trick Yamcha and Kuririn had taught her on a camping trip. She peeled her wet top off and pulled him tighter to her body. She was still warm, and he was shivering, his skin rather icy.

She cuddled his head atop her breast, knowing that all that mattered now was that he stayed warm and kept himself awake. "Little one?"

If only his body wasn't so weak, her scent constantly surrounding him, he would be able to fight off the coldness, but since she was there and he wasn't doing anything with her at the moment, he couldn't get his energy back up. When he heard his childhood nickname come from her mouth, he smiled weakly and looked up at her with half closed eyes.

"... I .. d.. do recall me... being taller than... y-... you."

Serena smiled and brushed the tears from her eyes. "Do you honestly think I care? You're still my baby brother..."

It was true.

She was a good six years older than he was.

"Hai..." He felt like her was going to black out again, his head starting to fall back again as his eyes closed. If he did, there was a good chance he could slip into a coma.

"NO! NO! Trunks, look at me... look at me dammit! DON'T close your eyes. Stay focused on me... come on, please?" Serena begged him to stay awake, the tears falling faster than the rain. "Trunks don't make me slap you..."

She had been shaking him some when she said this and it kind of snapped him back into focus. But as soon as he did, he started to lose it again. It was obvious that he was losing the battle when his right hand, the one clutching her side, fell to the grass.

Serena lifted his head up and bit her lip. "Forgive me Trunks..." She whispered, pressing her mouth to his, hoping to shock him awake as she went super Saiyajin, her golden kii flooding throughout both of their bodies.

He wasn't too far gone, so it didn't take much to revive him this way. His heartbeat sped up drastically and her tail, which was filling the air with her scent, didn't help. His lips parted some against hers, letting her know he was awake.

It took everything Serena had to pull back.

Breathing hard, she stared down into his crystal blue eyes, her own teal returning to dark blue. "I..." She hung her head. "I shouldn't have done that. I know how you feel about it..."

It was hard to hear her over the rain. It was coming down really hard now. She was right though. He couldn't have stopped it on his own now. He was far too involved in her and so very close. His canines could be seen coming down past his lip, glistening in the limited light.

Serena paid no mind to his teeth, and instead, worked on getting him into the truck. She lifted him, finding him surprisingly light, and set him in the back, crawling in and closing the door, keeping his shivering body close to hers as she struggled to keep him warm.

"The blankets!" She cried, reaching into the very back of the truck to gather a few. She realized she would have to remove his shirt in order to warm him up.

He was lucky that he kept so many blankets in his truck. The back seat was very roomy for the both of them. He laid still, unable to move from the torture her presence was putting him through.

Serena reached down and unbuttoned the black dress shirt, tossing it aside, still keeping his head rather close to her chest as she covered him with the blankets. "I'm so sorry..." She whispered, stroking his cheek with one hand, her tail still wrapped around him.

Either she was going to have to leave or move somewhere else in the truck because he was far beyond his point of reason and had one thing on his mind. Since he was level with her chest, he snuggled closer, eying her from under his lashes. A small sensation was felt against the side of her breast, a portion which was not covered by her bra, as he suckled at the soft skin from under the blanket.

Serena shivered and bit her lip to keep her ragged breathing silent. It didn't work. She knew he could hear it, but she also knew she should stop this now... or perhaps, just let him go a little longer.

"Oh... Kami-sama..." Her breathy murmurs went almost unheard by him as he continued to suck at the sensitive flesh.

Little did she know, the longer she let him go, the harder it would be to get him off. A Saiyajin male was every bit as aggressive as thought to be when prevented from being with a female. Trunks' body was already leaning against hers a great deal, his hand slipping up her thigh.

She shuddered, panting slightly, the pain of her own canines blocking out everything but the pleasure. "Nnnnn..."

She was lucky she was female. Her canines wouldn't grow out half as long as his, but it was still painful nonetheless. It seemed as though he had magically appeared on top of her when really he had been moving extremely slow in the process. His suckles were moving up her chest and now that he was able to do a little something, his body was slowly giving his energy back, instead of him remaining tortured and immobile.

Serena bit her lip again, her hands finding their way to his hair. Her tail coiling around the base of his as she pushed her body against him, whimpering and moaning softly, her senses becoming foggy by her own intoxicating scent.

Trunks was very intent on getting what he wanted. In no time, his fingers were hooked onto the sides of her pants. She had her head locked in a downward position, so he began to nudge at her chin to get her to tilt it up. When he succeeded, he nipped at her neck sharply with a growl and tugged her pants half way down with just that one little tug.

She groaned and pushed her hips up again. Her head tilting all the way back, exposing her neck and shoulder as she struggled to remove her bra.

He smirked against her neck almost evilly and reached up to yank it off for her. The windows of the truck were starting to fog up some and the rain could be heard pounding into the roof. His other hand had taken hers hostage and had placed it over the buttons of his khakis.

Serena's hand shook as she tried to undo the buttons on his khakis, finding that the amount of humidity they were creating made her fingers almost too slippery to get a hold of them., but when she succeeded in unbuttoning them, she slid her fingers against the zipper, pushing against him roughly.

"Uhnnnn...."

He winced when she was a little too rough, even though it turned him on anyway with how forceful she had become. He closed his eyes and licked his lower lip as he began to grind against her hand, seeing as it was still between the two of them. The truck had begun to move slightly with his movements.

Serena smirked and moved her hand, pressing her forehead to his, trying to get him to kiss her. Her other hand gripped his back, the nails leaving little scratch marks that were bleeding slightly. "Trunks-kun..." She whined.

Trunks was too unfocused to get his own pants down. If it were to happen, it would be up to her, even if it was only half way down. His boxers would probably follow his pants easily. He only focused on her.

Never had he realized how gorgeous this body was. His head perked up when he heard his name and he closed his eyes again as he continued to work on getting HER pants off, her panties sliding off with them. His arms traveled under her and pulled her upper body against him as he tilted his head to the side. Their lips met and their sweetest kiss had started.

She gasped slightly into the kiss, using her feet to sort of push his pants and boxers down, knowing that she was doing a rather poor job, she gave up and raked one of her hands up his back, the other one buried deep in his thick, lavender hair.

She had managed to get his pants down to his knees along with his boxers, his body revealed to her for the first time since he had hit puberty. Frowning in concentration, though not angry at all, he grabbed her shoulder and slammed her against the seat in an upright position. He immediately straddled her legs without putting too much of his weight on her and forced her hand to slide down his well defined abs and grab 'him' to let her know how firm she had made him.

Serena locked eyes with him and gave a little smirk, squeezing him lightly as if trying to make him even harder than he already was. She kept eye contact with him as she teased him, her eyes silently begging for him to touch her. "Trunks-kun..." She leaned forward and nipped at his ear, licking it gently as she purred softly.

Trunks was somewhat pulled into her smirk, his expression lightening up into a dazed, lost one. He half smiled and caressed her cheek using his own as he listened to her content purring wafting into his ear.

His right hand, curious to know what she felt like, slid up her slender curves and rested on her breast, rubbing and squeezing some. He whimpered slightly as she squeezed him and let his head tilt back some. "Mmmm..."

She whimpered softly at the touch and closed her free hand over his, forcing him to squeeze a bit harder as her other hand rubbed against him firmly. "Have me Trunks... I'm all yours." She whispered, tugging on his ear lobe with her teeth, still purring softly.

His hand did as it pleased, rubbing and squeezing her breast harder. He could feel his manhood could wait no longer, the throbbing starting to become painful in her hand. His free hand slapped hers away before he smirked at her and plunged inside of her with the deepest Saiyajin growl possible that only the two of them could hear. His canines then sought out the tender dip between her neck and shoulders. Once inside her, he found it would be a moment or two before he could move as he bit into her neck, the taste of her blood even more overwhelming than her scent.

Serena cried out. This was the second time she had ever been taken and bitten in such a manner, but she loved it. She loved every fucking bit of it. Her body ground against his roughly, her mouth blindly seeking out his neck, wanting to close the deal. But something held her back, something she couldn't explain. Her hands, instead, found the sweaty flesh of his back, this time digging in so deep, she drew more than a few measly drops of blood. She could smell it on her fingertips and brought them to her mouth, licking them clean.

Now that the shock of it all had passed, Trunks wanted her so badly he couldn't stand himself. He roughly backed out without leaving her entirely, and then slammed himself back in over and over until he could smell he was causing her to bleed. GOD he loved that smell, knowing he wasn't wasting what he was getting.

His body was covered in sweat now and the truck was moving with every thrust he put into her. You could no longer see through the windows.

He pulled back from his mark on her as the blood streamed from the corners of his mouth. His hands gripped the back of the seat as he continued with low moans coming out every once in a while. Sometimes a bit louder.

Serena's head flew back as she had it slammed against the back seat. She didn't mind it much, she just wanted to taste HIS skin, HIS blood. She couldn't hold back any longer and lunged for his neck, biting down harder than she had ever bitten anyone before. She could feel her teeth piercing through the sweaty, salty flesh and into the tangy, blood coated muscle. She wanted to hear him scream. Scream just for her.

Her wishes were answered when he heard the snap of his own skin breaking. His head dropped back as much as it could as she held him captive of her canines and a loud, high pitched yell pierced through the tight space of the truck. His energy only half left him, not enough to the point where he could no longer move though. He was only half-Saiyajin, so he was allowed to keep some of his energy, unlike his father or Goku. In no time at all, their fun was almost over after the stunt she had pulled so unexpectedly.

His climax came soon after and he filled her up with his cum fully, a little spilling out onto the seat as he pulled out of her. He winced at how good that felt and collapsed against her.

Serena gasped for air, completely drained of her energy. Blood dripped off of her chin as she came back to her senses, staring at Trunks and looking a bit shocked, but she knew it didn't matter anymore.

"Oh... Koibito, you are so... so good." She murmured, laying down on the seat while keeping Trunks' head on her chest.

It was soon after she said this that little snores could be heard from her chest. They were both exhausted but Trunks was even more from the amount of stress he had been put through. His snores were like his father's, soft and barely heard. He looked sort of comical, lying against his sister. He had managed to kick one shoe off but his pants were still on, but down to his calves. Both hands rested at his sides as his sweat soaked lavender hair clung to his face. His body, both of their bodies, were shiny with it as well and outside, the rain had stopped.

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Ahhh...

Beautiful and intense. Just the way it was 'performed' in the RPG.

Brandon would be proud. (Smiles)

I'll leave you now so you can fill my inbox with insulting comments.

G'night

Silverwolf