Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Makin' Love One Chapter At A Time ❯ Chapter 1
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: MazzyGirlLovesTrunks 
Just as the story summmary says.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 09.16.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 920 | Visits: 2.3K | Status: Work In Progress
Just as the story summmary says.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 09.16.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 920 | Visits: 2.3K | Status: Work In Progress
?CH I?
“Mm, Mmmm……Matti….”
***
“Please, Trunks.” Matti breathed, pressing her heated skin to his. Her body was begging for his touch, to have him use her as his sheath. His burning manhood was resting against her thigh, knowing his sword needed to be encased.
Trunks groaned, his strong arm wrapping around her slim waist, her pale sweaty body on top of his. He rained kisses on her neck, debating if this is how far they really wanted to go. He could tell she wasn’t so sure either, but they made it this far! Neither wanted to ruin their life long friendship, but, inside, they knew nothing could tear them apart. They grew up together, lived the same hardships, chose the same goals…..It was too obvious things would end up this way.
He heard her whine his name again and rub her finger tips along his long shaft. He gasped, her fingers curling, palms rubbing; it was torturous. She knew just how to move her hands and feel him up. The lavender haired saiyan squirmed, hips bucking as he moaned loudly. He absolutely loved her touch, arching his hips upward to her, thrusting himself into her hand. His hands left her body and were now clenching the nearly pulled off sheets. His chest began to heave as he began to pant again.
Matti straddled his hips, still working his aching shaft. She gently moved her hips, taking the head of his erection into her slick entrance, teasing and taunting until he grasped her hips and drove himself deeper…….
Trunks’ body jerked awake, his crystal eyes opening to revile his room. He quickly sat up and looked around, wondering if Matti really was with him. He then sighed, realizing it was only a dream. It was so real to him, but has also at other times too.
As he shifted his body to the side of the bed, he noticed something….
“Aw, Fuck!!” His boxers were soaked, along with his sheets. This would be another wet dream for the son of Vegeta.
Mumbling to himself and blushing, he pulled the sheets and mattress cover off his bed, then rolled them up and tossed them in a far corner of this room. He figured he could just throw them in the wash later, along with the other articles of dirty clothing he neglected to have cleaned.
“Trunks, The Food Is Out!”
Another frown marked the lavender haired demi. Trunks wasn’t even that hungry, even if he was a saiyan with an empty tummy. He just shrugged, gave himself an ‘oh well’, and changed into a dry pair of boxers with a scrub shirt and pants.
Bulma shrugged, sprinkling some salt on her scrambled eggs. “I think she’s still as sleep. You know how she is.”
Trunks stood watching the tiny crystallized salt fall onto the yellow food, not saying anything about the amount. “Um, yeah. I’m going to take a shower then and beat her to it.” He figured that she should clean himself before Matti awoke. She was a half-breed like him, and would be the first one to smell arousal and release wafting off him. If he could, chances are she would.
“Okay honey.”
With that, he took off upstairs. He grabbed a towel from his room and headed down the hall to the bathroom. His bathroom didn’t have a shower installed.
Trunks couldn’t help but peek into Matti’s room, the door open ajar.
Her room was on the east side of Capsule Corp., which was why the room was so dark. Navy blue curtains covered her three windows, causing the sun some difficulty to even pass one ray of light into the territory.
Matti was on her side, facing him, her forearms folded under her pillow as her head rested on it.
Her friend just couldn’t help himself and tip-toed in. He was soon at her bedside, watching her sleep. There were many things why he loved when she slept; she was always peaceful and talkative were the main two. She was more insane when she slept, carrying on a conversation in her sleep. She never really talks non-stop in reality either.
Trunks’ hand stayed to the raven strains of thick hair, brushing the lock from her heated cheek, slowly pushing them behind her three ring pierced ear. His palm was then flat on her pale cheek, caressing the soft skin. His saiyan ears began to strain to hear what Matti had to say.
“….Mm….Thaarrrunks….”< br> The demi boy smirked. ‘She’s dreaming about me!! I wonder what-’
“Tharunks…..*groan*..Trunks! Quit Playing With My Hair!!”
His body went stiff. If she was awake, he was in for it.
A quiet snore gave him his real answer, causing him to anime fall.
‘Oh man…..she does sleep like a rock.’ He watched her for another two or so minutes before heading to the bathroom and closing the door behind him.
“Mm, Mmmm……Matti….”
***
“Please, Trunks.” Matti breathed, pressing her heated skin to his. Her body was begging for his touch, to have him use her as his sheath. His burning manhood was resting against her thigh, knowing his sword needed to be encased.
Trunks groaned, his strong arm wrapping around her slim waist, her pale sweaty body on top of his. He rained kisses on her neck, debating if this is how far they really wanted to go. He could tell she wasn’t so sure either, but they made it this far! Neither wanted to ruin their life long friendship, but, inside, they knew nothing could tear them apart. They grew up together, lived the same hardships, chose the same goals…..It was too obvious things would end up this way.
He heard her whine his name again and rub her finger tips along his long shaft. He gasped, her fingers curling, palms rubbing; it was torturous. She knew just how to move her hands and feel him up. The lavender haired saiyan squirmed, hips bucking as he moaned loudly. He absolutely loved her touch, arching his hips upward to her, thrusting himself into her hand. His hands left her body and were now clenching the nearly pulled off sheets. His chest began to heave as he began to pant again.
Matti straddled his hips, still working his aching shaft. She gently moved her hips, taking the head of his erection into her slick entrance, teasing and taunting until he grasped her hips and drove himself deeper…….
***
“Trunks! Breakfast!!!”Trunks’ body jerked awake, his crystal eyes opening to revile his room. He quickly sat up and looked around, wondering if Matti really was with him. He then sighed, realizing it was only a dream. It was so real to him, but has also at other times too.
As he shifted his body to the side of the bed, he noticed something….
“Aw, Fuck!!” His boxers were soaked, along with his sheets. This would be another wet dream for the son of Vegeta.
Mumbling to himself and blushing, he pulled the sheets and mattress cover off his bed, then rolled them up and tossed them in a far corner of this room. He figured he could just throw them in the wash later, along with the other articles of dirty clothing he neglected to have cleaned.
“Trunks, The Food Is Out!”
Another frown marked the lavender haired demi. Trunks wasn’t even that hungry, even if he was a saiyan with an empty tummy. He just shrugged, gave himself an ‘oh well’, and changed into a dry pair of boxers with a scrub shirt and pants.
***
When Trunks made it down stairs to the kitchen, he was only greeted with his mother. He looked at her curiously as he asked where she was.Bulma shrugged, sprinkling some salt on her scrambled eggs. “I think she’s still as sleep. You know how she is.”
Trunks stood watching the tiny crystallized salt fall onto the yellow food, not saying anything about the amount. “Um, yeah. I’m going to take a shower then and beat her to it.” He figured that she should clean himself before Matti awoke. She was a half-breed like him, and would be the first one to smell arousal and release wafting off him. If he could, chances are she would.
“Okay honey.”
With that, he took off upstairs. He grabbed a towel from his room and headed down the hall to the bathroom. His bathroom didn’t have a shower installed.
Trunks couldn’t help but peek into Matti’s room, the door open ajar.
Her room was on the east side of Capsule Corp., which was why the room was so dark. Navy blue curtains covered her three windows, causing the sun some difficulty to even pass one ray of light into the territory.
Matti was on her side, facing him, her forearms folded under her pillow as her head rested on it.
Her friend just couldn’t help himself and tip-toed in. He was soon at her bedside, watching her sleep. There were many things why he loved when she slept; she was always peaceful and talkative were the main two. She was more insane when she slept, carrying on a conversation in her sleep. She never really talks non-stop in reality either.
Trunks’ hand stayed to the raven strains of thick hair, brushing the lock from her heated cheek, slowly pushing them behind her three ring pierced ear. His palm was then flat on her pale cheek, caressing the soft skin. His saiyan ears began to strain to hear what Matti had to say.
“….Mm….Thaarrrunks….”< br> The demi boy smirked. ‘She’s dreaming about me!! I wonder what-’
“Tharunks…..*groan*..Trunks! Quit Playing With My Hair!!”
His body went stiff. If she was awake, he was in for it.
A quiet snore gave him his real answer, causing him to anime fall.
‘Oh man…..she does sleep like a rock.’ He watched her for another two or so minutes before heading to the bathroom and closing the door behind him.