Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Never Dreamed ❯ chapter 13 ( Chapter 13 )

I Never Dreamed

By: AMCM74

Chapter 13

"This is not fair, Trunks" Pan looked sky ward and suppressed a groan and he sucked on her neck. He said something, but she couldn't make it out. "What?" she felt her knees starting to wobble. She was never going to last under this new sensuous assault. Sure her mind demanded she take control. A well-placed knee in the groin would cool his adore quick enough. It had worked numerous times before with other men. Still her heart beat rapidly with wild excitement. It swelled in her chest almost choking off her air supply. This was all she never dreamed could happen. Then there was her body. It was on fire. She couldn't hold still no matter her concentration. Her mind shouted "Weakling!" but he heart and body replied "Shut up!"

"I said all is fair in love and war." Trunks smiled as he picked her up and held her against his chest. Pan's eyes had a cloudy look of desire on them. She was trembling in his arms just like she had that first night.

Pan rested her head against him and sighed, "Which one is this?"

"Love, darling, definitely love." Trunks carried her to the door and kicked it open.

"You know how sappy that just sounded." She laughed. Looking at the door she added "Plus you just broke your lock."

Trunks set her down and flicked on the switch. This time light flooded the house. "Yes, but I finally paid that power bill. You should be proud of me." He pointed to the couch. "Sit down. We are going to talk."

Pan looked up at him as he shut the door. "Last time you said that I ended up pregnant." She waited for his to turn to her. Slowly she ran her hand down his chest to his waist. Grabbing the top of his pants she pulled him too her "Can't we just have sex, I mean it's not like we can do anymore damage that way."

Trunks' mouth dropped open a bit. "Tempting, but no. Go sit."

"Really?" Pan let go and stepped back "I don't want to talk to you. You and I have lousy conversations anyway. We do the other much better."

It was all Trunks could do to refuse her. He kept in mind that if things went well, and she stopped being stubborn they could be in his bedroom in no time. He walked over and sat down in a near by chair then kicked his feet up on the ottoman. "Pan, I have been patient with you. I have asked you to marry me, more than once. You are carrying my child. I have told you that I love you. I want to know what more you need from me?"

Pan looked blankly at him. What was he trying to get at? "I don't want anything from you. I have already decided to."

"I know, there has to be something, Pan" Trunks looked at her with frustration eating at his features. "Just tell me what it is."

Pan walked over and knelt down next to him. "I was trying to tell you I have decided to marry you."

Trunks' eyes opened wide. "Say it again."

"I said I have decided to marry you." Pan leaned up and kissed him "You were right when you said I was just delaying the inevitable. You and I should be together, and raise our baby with both parents. It's only right."

"You are marrying me for the baby." Trunks felt as if he had been punched.

"I am not going to lie, Trunks." Pan knelt back down "I would never have given in for any other reason. I love you, but I never thought it would last. The baby gives us something to fight for."

Trunks swallowed. Memories of the night at the lodge seeped in on him. Things were working out just as he planned. Pan was going to marry him and stay with him forever. Because of the baby he had forced on her. She still had no idea he had done this on purpose. He dreaded to think what would have happened if she had found out. He swore silently she never would. All that mattered now was that she was here with him. The rest would see to it's self.

Trunks stood up and took Pan's hand. He walked back to his room with her following attentively behind.

"Your not going to waist any time are you?" She blushed as he opened the door. Trunks didn't respond. They had been separate for months. The desire in him was strong and he knew that with the first touch she would melt into him. Nothing stood between them now. He never answered her with words he left his body do that for him.

As his hands skirted over her breast he realized how much fuller they were. That was just one of the slight changes her body was undertaking. She was far more sensitive to his touch then before. It excited him that she was carrying his child. That someday this house would be full them. He grinned, as he told her what he was thinking. Pulling her shirt over her head he pressed her back onto the bed. The he dropped down next to her to rove his hand over her abdomen.

"Oh yes, tons of little lavender haired boys that refuse to go to bed and do everything in their power to thwart our very peace of mind." Pan let little kisses flutter across his neck.

Trunks froze for a second. "You right. Soon there will be a little monster demanding all your attention. I had best renew my efforts to get my share now." With that he resumed his attack on her clothes. Pan let out a happy squeal that rang through the house.

The next morning light slipped over the edge of the bed where the two naked lovers lay entangled in the blankets and each other. Trunks stroked her hair absent-mindedly with his eyes closed. Pan opened her eyes and stared across the room over the perfectly expanse of Trunks chest. The moment was cut short when Pan suddenly sat up and looked at Trunks pathetically. "I'm hungry."

Trunks let both of his hands clap over his face. "I should have expected that from a Son. Don't tell me I am marrying a female version of Goten."

"No! It's the baby. I was hungry before I got pregnant. Now I am starving, constantly." Pan leaned back against the pillows. "After we eat I have to check on Mark. I feel so bad leaving him like he was. I hope your mother."

"I hope my mother had the good sense to kick him in the nards and walk away." Trunks grumbled, "You are never going to see that man again."

"Trunks!" Pan yelled in disbelief

"I mean it, Pan. I hate that man! No. I loathe him." Trunks gritted his teeth.

"I don't care how you feel about him. He is still my friend. He hasn't been anything but good to me."

"Because he wanted to sleep with you." Trunks growled as he kicked himself free of the blankets. "Don't give me that look, it's true."

Pan stood up and grabbed up her clothes. "Why do we always end up fighting?" She started out the door. "No don't answer that. I am going to take a shower."

Trunks looked up "Wait for me. I am coming too"

Pan turned to him in all her naked glory "No your not. I am taking a shower, and you are going to cook this little guy some breakfast before he eats me!" she pointed to her stomach. She left the room and Trunks dropped to sit on the bed. "I sure hope there is food in this house. Dende knows what she will do to me if there isn't"