Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Never Dreamed ❯ Chapter 19 ( Chapter 19 )

I Never Dreamed

By: AMCM74

Chapter 19

Trunks lay propped against the pillows in his bed. He held Pan against him, breathing deep that scent of lavender. He really had to find out what shampoo that was. His arms wrapped around her waist so his hand could rest on her stomach. In the quiet of the room he felt the tiny ki he had noticed earlier, ever so slightly stronger. He nestled his face in Pan's flowing wisps of hair and whispered in her ear. "Do you feel that?"

"Hummmm" Pan tried to roll over to face him. Trunks held her immobile. "Feel what?"

"The baby, can you feel it" Trunks asked quietly. It took some concentration to feel the child's presence. Trunks was enjoying this moment.

"Feel the baby? Did she kick?" Pan sat up quickly ripping Trunks arms from her. She put her hands to her abdomen and moved them around "I didn't feel anything!" At first she seemed upset. The thought of missing some thing so significant as the baby's first movement, gnawed at her. The looked in doubtfully at Trunks she said. "Are you sure?"

"I didn't mean feeling the baby move." He flipped her stray hair from her face and kissed her softly "I meant the baby's ki. He is a Saiyan after all."

"Oh, now you sound like Vegeta." Pan started ignoring Trunks quick statement

"What is wrong with my father?" he began but she never paid heed. She just talked right over him.

"I can hear you now, I am the Prince of Saiyans and my child will be the strongest in the universe. The Saiyan race depends on him. And what is this he talks? This baby is going to be a girl." Turned to see Trunks look of surprise "That is something you can't control, Mr. Supper Saiyan."

"Hey, Watch the Super Saiyan cracks. I didn't hear you complaining about it earlier!" Trunks watched her blush and turned her head from him quickly.

"That was a low shot." She started to laugh as she shook her head.

"Of course it was. I had to get one to go with the thousands you throw my way every day." He slid his massive form next to her. They sat there for a long quiet moment basking in the warmth of each others naked skin pressed close. Trunks brought his hand up to cup her breasts and pull her closer. He bent to kiss her and she raised her finger to his lips to halt him

"Bra and Devero are waiting for us." She reminded him in a husky voice.

Trunks bit her finger and let his teeth slip over it. "How can you think when we are so close? I can't seem to do that."

Pan stood up and then pushed him back down to the bed so that she held him to the bed. Tossing her hair back she gave a wicked look "I have had lots of practice suppressing my desire for you." She leaned down and began kissing and sucking on his neck. She was rewarded with a deep groan of desire rising in his chest. "Years and years of suppressing. You know I had fantasies about this."

"You fantasized? About me!" his blue eyes shot open.

Shed lifted her head and nodded at him "all the time. Some were childish and sweet, but there were some that were down right bad."

"Care to share?" Trunks was liking this conversation. The idea of Pan lying in her bed dreaming of him was making him so hard it hurt.

"I don't think so." Pan laughed at his disappointment. I think what you dream up will be dangerous enough."

"You're a tease." Trunks pouted, "Son Pan, you are a very accomplished is a tease. This isn't fair. You get me all hot and bothered talking all dirty to me..."

"Did NOT." Pan gasped out

"And when the moment of truth shows up you back down. Talk about let down." He grinned at her. "Come on. Share."

"We just had sex, Trunks, and your sister is."

"I don't care about Bra right now." He began massaging her breasts in his hands. Squeezing on her nipples until she cried out. "As for the argument we already had sex. That may be true but there is no once a day rule."

"There should be." Pan said with mock disapproval as he fought to roll her under him "Stop that."

"No. I have a new plan for tonight. We have sex until we can't move." Trunks tried to grab her legs, but she clinched them together.

"How about this, we go one more time and then go to Chester's." She placed her hands on his chest to hold him off, wasn't working to well. To make matter worse she was losing her concentration on anything other then him and what he was touching.

"No" Trunks refused "I like it here better" let his hands rove up and down her legs causing little shivers to race up her spine.

"I make a deal then. If we go to Chester's tonight I will not only tell you one of my fantasies I will live on of yours out for you." Pan was panting. The air was growing to thick and hot.

Trunks stopped "Promise?"

"I Swear! Now, PLEASE, say yes! I can't take much more."

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"Would you stop glaring at the waitress?" Devero lifted the beer he had just received. "She hasn't done anything."

Bra watched the petite read head walk away. "She is a stupid slut. If I had to hear her fawn over that fact you were Global Inc.'s President one more time. Blah " Bra looked over at Mark.

He nodded "You get use to it. I am sure your brother has his own groupies."

"That maybe true, but at least he doesn't let them drool over him and then have to tip them afterward." Bra looked at her watch "Where are those two. I don't know what could be" She didn't miss the pained look on Devero's face "Doing. You are going to have to get over her. She is carrying my brother's baby."

" I know that." Mark drank deeply. "You don't have to remind me at every turn that Trunks and Pan are the scared couple. Next you will tell me that their bond is so strong it is telepathic."

Bra flinched. If Trunks and Pan became as close her parents that was actually possible. It was really to bad that Devero was suffering so badly over Pan. It made it harder to hate him. "How about we go dance while we wait for them?" Mark looked up and shook his head. "No. Come on, I bet you can dance. You are probably pretty good."

"No, I am not a good dancer." Devero replied "That is one thing I never excelled at."

" Well, I am not going to sit around an watch you mope all night." Bra stood up "So you are either going to dance, or I am going to bust you in the head with that beer bottle."

"I am not going to dance." He drank the rest of the bottle and handed it her. "Here, smash away."

Bra looked at the bottle then at Devero. It was so tempting.