Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Lost and Found II: Lavender Blues ❯ Trunks first lime ( Chapter 12 )

Lost and Found

 

Mesh networks of solar snakes flitted across the bottom of the body of water out in back of the Brief's estate. Such patterns generated by sunlight through water passed overtop the huge black Capsule Corps logo visible from the air, dominating the middle of the rectangular outdoor pool. A muscular figure climbed up the tall ladder to the high dive, his lavender hair fluttering in the breeze. The material of his swimsuit was dark navy blue with a wavy stripe of green and white wrapping around one leg. Trunks let the towel from around his neck flutter down to hit the bottom of the tall ladder.

 

Sitting on a deckchair by a shady umbrella table, the blonde observed Future Trunks progress. She unwrapped her sarong to reveal tanned long legs. Her body filled out the light gold metallic bikini nicely. A small jagged scar diagonally crossed from just under her bust across her flat belly. Other fine hairline scars were barely discernible over her thighs and calves.

 

"So are you coming in or not?" he called down to her.

 

"View's fine from here," she called out. Bliss couldn't keep her eyes off Trunks backside gliding under the swimwear that shared his name.

 

"Don't say I didn't warn you," Trunks laughed, ascending the top platform. Bliss lips puckered around the straw as she sipped her iced tea. Trunks shot her a wink, striding gracefully to the end of the diving board. He curled his toes around the end, and peered down to judge the distance. Bliss laid back and pretended to pay more attention to the trashy romance novel she'd borrowed from Bulma.

 

Over the top she watched him place hands over his head. Launching himself up from muscular legs, Trunks shot up into the air with a fraction of his true strength. At first she saw him curve his body into a graceful line, then summersault. What she failed to notice was when he curled his body into a perfect sphere, and slammed into the surface of the water. Instead of sliding gracefully in without a ripple, his cannonball slammed into the surface of the pool. Concentric sheets of water rose up to rain down on either side of the pool. Directly in the path of the soaker sat Bliss. She let out a yelp unable to avoid the water because she was so shocked he had fooled her with his graceful half gainer.

 

"HEY!" Bliss shouted, picking up her pool water saturated paperback. She dropped it onto the concrete, then launched herself to her feet. At the same moment Trunks head and shoulder broke the undulating surface of the water. He shook lavender hair plastered to his face out of the way, and grinned mischievously at the female standing on the side of the pool with her hands on her hips.

 

"I warned you," Trunks smirked with an expression worthy of his father Vegeta.

 

"You'll pay for that, buddy!" Bliss warned. She shot over the water, landing with a spectacular splash that drenched Trunks before he could move out of the way. He kicked backwards, spewing water out of his mouth. Bliss shot through the water like a torpedo, seizing his ankles and dragging him under with surprising force.

 

"Ulp!" he gasped, barely managing to swallow enough air before the female dunked him. Underwater they wrestled, Trunks struggling out of her grip as Bliss repeatedly shoved his shoulders down. Momentarily he moved towards the surface, only to have Bliss lock her body around his and drag him to the bottom. Her body seemed surprisingly dense. Triumphantly she smirked at him, holding him down.

 

Trunks felt his head spinning. Although he was half Saiyan he couldn't hold his breath nearly as long as his father ever could. He flailed his arms, struggling to kick upwards. Bliss grabbed him again, tickling his ribs. He frantically nudged her, pointing upwards.

 

Rather then letting him go Bliss moved over and tipped her face towards his. Lips closed over his, as she shared the breath of air she had caught with him. Caught off guard, Trunks stiffened with the warmth of her body wrapping around his and holding him under. Her arms wove around his neck while she gently rubbed his shoulders.

 

"Relax," echoed her voice in his mind.

 

"Thanks for sharing, but you could have warned me," Trunks answered, still reeling with the softness of her lips over his.

 

"I forgot you can't hold your breath as long as I," came her apology. Lips left his, and he opened his eyes to see her backing away from him with regret on her face. He shot upwards, breaking the surface to gasp in a welcome breath of air. Bliss surfaced near him, her face twisted with a worried frown.

 

"It's okay. Nothing broken," Trunks chuckled. "Hey, smile will you? I don't mind wrestling, but you just kinda surprised me."

 

"I shouldn't have done that," she said quietly. She turned away, swimming towards the ladder. Yet before she could climb out, Trunks kicked himself off the side to grab her arm.

 

"Hey, do you think I'm complaining?" Trunks asked gently holding her hand in his grasp.

 

"You are the Prince's son. I deliberately put your life in danger," Bliss said, turning her head slightly to face him.

 

"Don't worry about it," Trunks said, moving close to trap her between the ladder and his body. "Stay here."

 

"Is that a command?" she asked, a slight grin twisting her face.

 

"Uh huh," he nodded, seizing the ladder rail with a hand on either side of her shoulders. His muscular chest and six pack moved closer to her chest heaving in and out with sudden rapid breaths. Trunks inhaled chlorine mingled with a very feminine scent he knew must be her, but he could not recall having such a succinct scene of smell before now.

 

She peered into his blue eyes, noticing his irises had thinned to accommodate his dilated pupils despite the bright sun overhead. Rich musk twitched her flaring nostrils, sending her body into a tizzy of desire. Every smell dulled as his musk increased in potency. Indeed she saw his nostrils widening as Trunks buried his face in her neck. A low rumbling in his throat prompted her to purr lightly as she nosed his neck. Overtop the throbbing pulse of his jugular Bliss lapped her tongue playfully. Trunks backed away slightly, not realizing how sensitive his neck was. At the precise moment Bliss tongue had touched his flesh it felt like it was afire.

 

Realization dawned on him. Gazing into her coppery pools with his own azure eyes he saw no reflection. From within her eyes seemed to glow with a fire that matched the intensity of the desire building in his stomach. Skin heated to a thousand degrees, so Trunks barely felt the full rays of the noon sun overhead. He found his lips automatically drawn to kiss the same spot on her neck where she had licked him. Lightly he seized a fold of skin, playfully nipping it. The result was electric, because Bliss suddenly vibrated with a low growl that was half a purr. Copper eyes closed as she arched her neck to allow him more access.

 

Despite the pool filled with water, Trunks felt his mouth dry up. He swallowed the lump in his throat, barely able to suppress the pounding of his heart. Aching filled him, and he realized he had to find out why he couldn't stand not to be near the woman before him. His arms slid around her waist, while she looped hers around his neck. Small strong fingers brushed a lock of hair from before his blue eyes. Riveted to her reddening lips, he almost snarled at the appearance of her pink tongue darting out to lick her chops. Leaning more heavily into her, Trunks spun her around so she was away from the ladder one minute, and pressed into the wall of the pool the next. He pressed his hard muscled body to her soft one, gasping as she seized his jugular vein between her small sharp teeth to nip. To his surprise the tingles of energy surged throughout every nerve, pooling mainly in his groin. Suddenly his swimsuit seemed uncomfortably tight.

 

His strong hands tightened on her upper arms. Bliss purred against his neck, licking the fold of skin she'd captured as she slid her hands down and up his back. Lightly she brushed her fingers just inside his shorts, finding a spot at the base of his spine. Trunks gurgled with shock at the pressure of her hand in that long forgotten scar, causing a cascade of fire that erupted at the base of his skull. His arms locked her to his body as he snarled loud enough to reverberate in the pool tiles.

 

Convulsively Trunks shook in her arms, shuddering as the pleasure warmed him far more than a mere exploration to the hardening need. He panted, looked at her with lust hooded eyes as he caught his breath. He gasped, "What the hell was that…"

 

"Relax, it's natural," Bliss whispered into his ear. She took his clenching fist and guided it to rest on the small of her back, sliding his fingers just inside her swimsuit. He felt the small fuzzy patch of fur soaked with pool water and perspiration. Lightly he kneaded the spot, causing Bliss to cry out as she arched her back. She trembled in his grasp, panting and moaning his name. Trunks realized then with a profuse blush just what had happened.

 

"My scar I had no idea," he panted.

 

"Just because you don't have your tail doesn't mean you can't feel the same pleasure the rest of us do," she said with a sultry tone to her deepening voice.

 

"I had heard stories from Gohan, but I always thought it would be sensitive," he whispered, holding her close to his thumping heart. Bliss softly rubbed her cheek to his, almost like an affectionate cat marking its territory.

 

"Let me show you how," she whispered. "Unless you don't want me to."

 

"Man," Trunks whispered, fighting the flush in his face. "That felt damn good. Somehow I don't think Father would have told me that unless…"

 

"Didn't Radditzu tell you?"

 

"I never asked," Trunks chuckled nervously.

 

"Some things are better left to self discovery, don't you think, Majesty?" she whispered.

 

"The name's Trunks. Don't forget it," he whispered, seizing her in his arms. To her surprise she felt his hot breath pulsing in her face. Sliding his hands down her back he cupped her shapely ass and squeezed it. Bliss gasped her mouth partly open as Trunks sealed off her shocked cry. Immediately he slipped his tongue into her mouth, tasting her sweet flavor for the first time. He was determined to show her that human gestures were just as pleasurable.

 

Bliss relaxed into the kiss, moaning softly into his questing lips. She slid her tongue past his, duplicating the dance he showed her. Her hands slid up and down his spine; her fingers again slipping to finger the tail scar while her other hand squeezed his muscular butt. Indeed it was as hard and firm as she had imagined. Trunks felt her grip of iron, realizing that he didn't have to hold his strength back from her, for she was Saiyan.

 

Their kiss broke after a long time, and the young lovers rested their foreheads together. Trunks panted, his eyes shut as he fondled her beautiful back. Bliss panted against his neck, rubbing his backside and hips thoughtfully. He did not push her away; rather he imprisoned her in those hard muscular arms and squeezed her close to him. Relishing the pressure of her breasts on his chest he kissed her jaw, then nibbled her ear. She felt the hardening bulge through his swimsuit, rocking her hips against it playfully.

 

"We shouldn't do this," Trunks whispered. Bliss pulled away with a look of anger on her face.

 

"Why not?"

 

"I mean we should go someplace more private. I don't want someone else getting a free show. Mom's got this hang-up about people making out in the company pool, even if it IS on Capsule property," Trunks quickly blurted out. He squeezed her backside again, rocking his hips against hers to show her that he wanted to continue. Across her attractive face broke a smile, and Bliss raised her lips for another kiss. Trunks smirked, brushing her hair from her face before merging his mouth to hers. This time his hands diverted from their progress down her back to slide up and over her swimsuit clad breasts.

 

After their second kiss, Trunks cast her a devilish smirk that melted her doubts. Bliss mirrored the smirk, roping her arms around his neck. Blue ki crackled around his body, wrapping around hers. She closed her eyes, forming a thin shell of yellow ki around her body as well, pushing back his field. Trunks blinked in shock. Nodding, she lowered her aura, and slowly began to levitate, pulling him up with her. Immediately Trunks focussed his ki to match her ascent and they rose out of the pool with their arms entwined around each other.

 

"Your place or mine?" Trunks whispered his voice raspy with passion.

 

"Yours," she whispered, purring deeply. Trunks leaned down and seized her into his arms love cradle style, startling bliss. She felt his body rumbling with a similar feral growl as he shot upwards into the sky. He stopped at a height of two stories, slowly levitating across the compound till he reached the balcony of the room where he was staying. His bare feet touched down inside the railing, and he walked over towards the door. She helped him open it and he entered after wedging himself in and pushing it aside with his hip. Neither of them bothered to slide it shut as he carried her into his bedroom.

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