Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Marron Sandwich 2: Yours, Mine, and Ours ❯ Part Five ( Chapter 5 )

MS2 : Part Five

"B-both," she squeaked out.

Trunks exhaled in a rush, his breath hot against her skin. Goten moved his hand again, his finger flicking against her most sensitive place. She felt she should be redder than a strawberry and she closed her eyes, afraid of what may be on Trunks' face after her announcement. Trunks' hands slid up to cup her face, his thumbs brushing her cheekbones. And he chuckled softly, making Marron's eyes shoot open in surprise.

"Of course both, silly girl. But who do you want to take you first? Me or Goten?" Trunks asked her. Marron swallowed hard, they had totally missed the point!

"I'd pick Trunks…I don't want to be rushed when I fuck you," Goten whispered in her ear softly, his breath tickling her. Trunks' eyes narrowed even though he hadn't heard him.

"No coaching!" Trunks told him, playfully trying to push Goten's face away from Marron's ear.

Unable to think with both of them so close to her, Marron struggled to get free, to put some space between their bodies. Goten released her immediately, even giving her a boost out of the space between them.

"What's the matter?" Trunks frowned when Marron sat on her heels beside them, her hair falling over her shoulders to barely cover her breasts.

"Nothing," Marron assured him. "But you said that this was supposed to be my night where I got to say what we do…" she said. Trunks looked impatient.

"Yeah, and we're still waiting…" he pointed out. Looking quite put upon about it too. Marron was still flushed, both from embarrassment and arousal and she ducked her head.

"I…I…told you what I wanted…" she whispered, and waited for it to sink in. A slow knowing grin spread on Goten's face while the lavender confusion sputtered.

"What? When? What did I miss? You just said you wanted us…" Trunks trailed off.

"Both…" Goten supplied, his voice deep with lust and anticipation. Trunks stared.

"She said that," Trunks repeated, like Goten was an idiot. Goten's eyes never left Marron's red face as he watched her chew her lower lip.

"…At the same time." Goten told him, returning the favor.

"At the same... We haven't done that in quite a while," Trunks smiled. "I didn't even know you liked it that much, Marron." Trunks said. Marron sighed, exasperated. It was difficult enough to give voice to her deepest and most secret fantasy, but Trunks totally missing the point and making her spell it out was just too much. Perhaps she should pretend that he was right and just go with it. It had been a long time since she'd taken one of them in her mouth while the other fucked her, and while not her most favorite of the things they did together, she did like it. There would be other times when she could work up the courage to tell them what she wanted most.

"Trunks, shut up," Goten told him, his eyes still on Marron. He waited for her to lift her eyes to meet his, his expression serious. "Am I understanding you correctly?" Goten asked her gently. She nodded quickly, relieved that Goten wouldn't make her say the words. "I want you to be sure, you haven't done that before, so…" Goten trailed off as Marron's discomfiture increased.

"Done what?" Trunks asked, looking between the two of them. Goten leaned over to Trunks and whispered briefly in his ear. Marron pressed her palms to her face in a vain attempt to cool her burning cheeks. You would think that having two lovers she would be over any embarrassment by now…apparently not. She glanced up at Trunks and found him looking at her as if he'd never seen her before. His eyes blazed hotly with lust. "That is the fucking hottest thing I have ever heard," Trunks said in a low passion filled voice. "I thought what we were doing in the hammock today was pretty hot, but I stand corrected."

"You're not standing," Marron said dumbly, anything to take her mind off of how nervous she was. She didn't know why she was, Trunks was her boyfriend, Goten was her best friend, and they were closer to her than anyone else. They were her family. But it was hard to overcome her sheltered upbringing to become the sex kitten they wanted her to be.

In a fluid motion Trunks rolled to his hands and knees, crawling over to her in a way that reminded her of the predator he was. He was grace and power in a compact muscular frame. Sinuous and lethal and sexy as sin.

"Sitting, lying, crawling, or standing on my head…" Trunks purred, "I still never thought you'd go for anything like this. Bravo, Marron."

"Um…thank you?" she squeaked. She held her breath, expecting Trunks to crawl over her and force her onto her back like he usually would. Instead she watched curiously as Trunks stopped before her and sat back on his heels, mirroring her position. Trunks closed his eyes and tipped his head back as Marron saw Goten move up behind Trunks, wrapping his arms around his waist like he had done to Marron and kissing the lavender haired man's neck.

Scorching tingles ran over Marron's nerve endings like a grassfire as she watched Goten slowly run his hands all over Trunks' body. She couldn't tear her gaze away as Goten caressed Trunks' chest, his stomach, his hips…carefully avoiding Trunks' erect cock, which jumped a bit every time Goten got close to it.

"Chibi…" Trunks whined softly, his hips pulsing upwards as Goten smoothed his hands over Trunks' flanks to his muscular thighs. Marron's eyes were nearly burning holes into the backs of Goten's hands she was staring at them so intently. Her blue eyes were bright and her lips parted as Goten slid his hands to Trunks' inner thighs.

Goten smiled as he watched Marron's face, her cheeks flushed and her breath coming quicker. Goten turned his head, bringing his lips up to Trunks' ear, even as he never took his eyes off of Marron's enraptured expression. "Look at her…" he whispered in Trunks' ear, "she looks like a kitten about to pounce."

Trunks chuckled softly and Goten could feel the vibration of it. Trunks' hands, which had been resting on Goten's knees as the darker haired man sat behind him, joined Goten's in a slow dance over Trunks' legs and torso that had Marron almost hypnotized. Trunks groaned low in his throat when Goten at last wrapped his hand around his engorged flesh, and he let his own hands fall away to rest at his sides again, letting Goten stroke him.

"Here kitty, kitty…" Goten laughed softly at Marron's slack and fascinated expression. At the sound of his voice she blinked slowly and raised her head, tearing her gaze away from Trunks' lap. "Come closer," Goten murmured when her eyes met his. "Come over here and kiss me…"

Gracefully, Marron rose to her knees and crawled over to them. When she was within his reach Trunks put his hands on her hips, tugging her closer until she stood on her knees straddling one of his thighs. The position put her face higher than he and Goten's and Goten tipped his head back to look up at her. Her eyes were dark with desire, but it was her expression that made all the blood in Goten's body head south at high speed. She licked her lips, and the sight of her wet pink tongue made Trunks groan again, and Goten felt Trunks lean toward Marron to suckle her breast. Goten's dark eyes held hers and he whispered again, "Kiss me."

Her arms went around both of their necks and she fell forward against Trunks as she brought her lips down on Goten's, whimpering into his mouth when she felt his velvety tongue touch hers. Hands - Trunks' she was positive - caressed her bottom, kneading her backside and pulling her hips tight to Trunks' torso. She gasped and then shuddered slightly when Trunks grazed his lips over her collarbones and up the side of her neck, his strong hands shaping her bottom to fit his palms.

"My turn," Trunks murmured when Marron pulled back slightly from Goten. She turned her head to have her mouth captured by Trunks. She parted her lips for his tongue, tasting the subtle, but distinctive difference between he and Goten. They both tasted so good, she could kiss them forever and never pick a favorite. Her whole body felt like a pile of sugar, melting under the intense heat of her lust, molding her body to Trunks' as they kissed. Goten's long hair tickled her shoulder and neck as he caressed her jawline with her lips and then skipped over to Trunks, where he nipped harder. "Chibi…" Trunks whined again, his lips against the corner of Marron's mouth.

Marron's eyes met Goten's as she lifted her head from Trunks'. Goten's gaze was hot, smoldering, and the look in his eyes alone was enough to set the pilot light of her libido into a full blown roar. She exhaled in a ragged huff, suddenly wanting to touch them everywhere, and be touched by them. Goten's eyes never left hers, even as he continued licking and sucking at Trunks' neck. Goten's eyes flicked down toward Trunks and then back up to hers. It took her a moment to catch his drift, but when she did she flushed with anticipation.

Moving her lower body back and out of Trunks' grasp she bent over, running her tongue lightly down Trunks' neck on the opposite side from Goten. Leisurely, she traced the depression at the base of his neck with the tip of her tongue, flicking it lightly against his collarbones. She rested her hands on his thighs for balance, digging her fingers into his muscles when he groaned, his response to her flicking her tongue over his sensitive nipples making her body turn to water. She continued working her way down Trunks' body, enjoying the gasps and moans her subtle torture was eliciting from him. Marron glanced up after she reached Trunks' navel, the tip of his hard length kissing her cheek. Trunks had his head thrown back, his eyes closed as he breathed harshly out of his mouth. His muscles strained as he leaned back against Goten, the darker haired man's hands locked around his wrists, holding his arms prisoner at his sides.

"Don't stop," Trunks rasped. Marron lowered her head again, her tousled hair falling over Trunks' lap like a veil and she rubbed her cheek lightly against his hot shaft, her forehead against his abdomen since he was sitting up. Suddenly, Trunks fell back to lie on the bed and Marron felt gentle hands on her head, gathering up her hair to move it out of the way. She circled Trunks' navel again and then dipped her tongue inside, tasting the salty fluid that had leaked freely from the head of his cock to pool there. The hands that were gently coiling her hair into a loose knot at the base of her neck she knew to be Goten's, even before she felt his lips against her ear, Trunks never handled her as gently as Goten did.

She took Trunks' cock in her hand, pulling it away from his body so that she could twirl her tongue over the sensitive crown. Goten leaned over Trunks' lap as well and their eyes locked as they both licked Trunks, their tongues caressing each other's as well as Trunks' turgid flesh.

"Oh my god!" Trunks groaned heavily, his hands twisting in the bedsheets.

Goten grinned at Marron and leaned toward her, kissing her with Trunks' shaft pressed between them, making Trunks moan loudly again. Marron shared his secret smile as they teased Trunks and each other. Wanting to deepen their contact, but unable with Trunks between them. It was one of the most erotic things Goten had ever experienced. He pulled back and watched as Marron took Trunks into her mouth, remembering how it felt to have that same mouth on his cock. That same velvety tongue exploring every inch of him, and he was possessed with the desire to pull her away from Trunks and guide her to his own throbbing and neglected member. He wasn't sure how much longer he could wait.

Marron leaned into Goten when he put his arm around her back, pressing his face against her hair. She didn't dare let go of Trunks when he was this turned on - he could be a bear when neglected - but she wanted to touch Goten too. Stroking Trunks with her hand she turned her face toward her best friend. Lust sharpened his features, similar to the way he looked when he was fighting and he was so handsome he took her breath away. His long hair framed his face in darkness, matching the midnight of his eyes.

"Goten…" she breathed, at a loss for how to express how beautiful she found him in that moment. He said nothing, just took her face in his hands and kissed her - long and shamelessly deep. In the moment that their lips met the world fell away until they were the only two in it. Goten leaned over Marron, pushing her back until she rested between and against Trunks' thighs, her hand slipping away from Trunks' erection as Goten turned her onto her back.

Trunks pushed himself up onto his elbows to watch as Goten crushed Marron to his chest, kissing her hungrily. The low growls of desire coming from Goten's throat exciting him quite effectively, and the softness of Marron's hair as she rested her head against his groin caressed him. He wasn't that disappointed that Goten had distracted Marron from her attentions to his cock, if she'd kept it up much longer he'd have been unable to keep from climaxing, and he wanted them all to find their release together. He and Goten making Marron feel loved and special, and as much as he enjoyed it, he doubted that her performing fellatio on him qualified.

And there was a vicarious thrill in watching the two people he loved best as they clung to each other. He was also taking a rather perverse pleasure in watching Goten's composure and control crack. It was part of the dynamic of he and Goten's sexual relationship - reverting to their baser natures with each other. He loved it when Goten got primal and started following his instincts; he just never thought he'd witness Chibi doing it with Marron. He could sense that Goten still had control, but it was slipping as his hands and mouth devoured Marron's slender little form, swallowing her up in his lust. Trunks could smell the pheromones of Goten's hunger, striking an echoing chord within him.

Marron was lost, a slave to the powerful lust she could feel running through both of her lovers. Who was she kidding that she would ever be in control when two Saiyan libidos were in full force? She never would be, it was like trying to fly a kite in a tornado, or surf a tsunami. She could only be swept away. She could feel Trunks' hands on her head, caressing her hair, her cheeks and her shoulders. Anywhere he could reach on her, reminding her that he was there. Goten moved his face slightly from her neck, his lips against her ear so he could whisper things only meant for her to hear.

"God, I want you so bad…if Trunks wasn't here…" Goten trailed off, catching her earlobe between his teeth. Her lower body flip flopped, yet another rush of wetness making an appearance between her thighs and she shuddered. Goten groaned at her shivers, the vibration of it against her ear making her nipples tighten painfully and she gasped. "Do you have any idea of all the things I would do to you if I had you alone?" Goten breathed, his hand sliding down her abdomen to the apex of her thighs.

"D-do them anyway…" Marron exhaled, and then gasped as Goten insinuated his fingers between her nether lips, going unerringly for her clit and spreading her abundant moisture around to facilitate his movements.

"Don't tempt me," Goten muttered.

"What did you say?" Trunks asked. Goten lifted his head from Marron's neck, breaking the little cocoon of intimacy they had created. Trunks looked down his body at Goten as he rested on his elbows again, Marron's head in his lap.

"I said she's really, really wet." Goten lied smoothly. Marron blushed softly and bit her lip; twisting her head back against the pleasure of Goten's teasing fingers.

"That so?" Trunks asked, interested. Goten gave him a crooked grin and moved down Marron's body. Sliding her over so he could lie on his stomach between her legs and still be on the bed. Trunks grabbed a pillow from behind him and put it under Marron's head as he slid his legs out from underneath her. Crawling over her body so his head was even with her crotch and vice versa. He knelt over her on his hands and knees, watching as Goten spread her thighs with his hands and draped her legs over his broad shoulders. Goten glanced up at him amused.

"You want in on this action, no doubt?" Goten teased and then holding Trunks eyes, ran his tongue slowly up the length of Marron's cleft, making her gasp with pleasure.

"Of course," Trunks said roughly, his eyes smoldering as he watched Goten lick Marron like she was an ice cream cone he had no desire to share. Trunks' whole body shuddered and he nearly collapsed when he felt Marron's fingernails lightly scrape over his scrotum and up the length of his shaft before her wet little mouth engulfed him again. A bolt of lust rocketing through his body, catching him unaware and he looked down his body at Marron. She reclined comfortably on the pillow and gazed at him intently as she traced his length with her tongue. "Warn me next time," he told her.

"Well it was in my face…"

Goten chuckled and lowered his head back to Marron's wet flesh, exploring every ridge and fold of her. Marron mewed in response, gripping Trunks' thighs as she tilted her hips up to Goten's mouth. Trunks lowered his head next to Goten's, kissing Marron's belly and trying to muscle his way in.

"You're making my kitten mew," Trunks said huskily. Goten slanted him a glance, but didn't rise to the bait. Trunks pressed his lips to Goten's temple before whispering, "let me show you how to make her purr…"

Goten relinquished his spot reluctantly to let Trunks have a turn. The lavender haired man wrapped his arms around Marron's thighs, spreading her legs impossibly wide and holding her hips still when she squirmed beneath his tongue. Goten contented himself with nibbling the soft skin of Marron's inner thigh while he waited for Trunks, so he was surprised when he felt Trunks' hand on the back of his neck, urging Goten closer.

"There's room to share," Trunks whispered smiling, and then looked down his body again to catch Marron's eye. "Hand me a pillow?" he asked her, then narrowed his eyes playfully when she swatted him with it in the ass first. "Don't make me come back there…"

"Couldn't resist," she told him, before turning her attention back to his lower body, her small soft hands caressing his thighs, his buttocks, and the ridged muscles of his abdomen.

Goten slid his hands under Marron's backside and raised her hips so that Trunks could slide the pillow underneath her, tilting her lower body in such a way as to make every inch of her wide open and accessible. Trunks dipped his head to drop a line of teasing nibbling kisses over Marron's belly before capturing Goten's lips with his, kissing the dark haired man deeply. Trunks closed his eyes as he stroked Goten's tongue with his, tasting Marron. By unspoken agreement the two lowered their heads to her flushed and exposed flower. Turning their heads in such a way to allow them both to lick and caress her at once.

Trunks tried not to grit his teeth as Marron's fingernails dug into his thighs painfully, her hips writhing and twisting under them as they worked her together. He wasn't sure why he was always the one that took the hit points, probably because he was the one who always worked her into such a frenzy, pushing her farther than she would ever go. But for the same reason that he loved it when Goten got primal, he loved it when Marron let herself go, too. When she turned into a little wild thing, wanton and demanding as she clawed at him. The scratches she left on him secretly cherished, because he knew he was the one that took her to such amazing heights. Trunks lowered himself to rest on his elbows and spread his legs, lowering his hips until he could feel Marron's panting breath on his belly and cock, but not enough to smother her. She wrapped her arms around his thighs, in much the same way that he was holding hers as she moaned and thrashed under the sublime torture of their attentions.

Goten pulled his mouth away from Marron to slowly insert two fingers into her tight sheath, his hand so close to where Trunks was grinding his mouth against her core that he brushed his cheek. Marron shrieked, and Goten noticed Trunks wince as his arm muscles bunched, holding her hips still so she didn't buck him off of her.

"Try not to draw blood, okay?" Trunks called down to her, trying to keep his tone light. Goten smiled to himself and turned his attention back to his task at hand.

Drawing his fingers slowly out of Marron, he slid them down to her anus, and in much the same fashion he had on the sailboat he gently penetrated her with one lubricated finger. He clenched his teeth for control as Marron squirmed beneath them, crying out her pleasure in sharp little pants. It was heroic the effort at restraint he was putting forth, he just hoped he'd live through it. He looked up at Trunks and saw him avidly watching what he was doing with his fingers, his lips parted.

"That looks really hot," Trunks whispered and slid his fingers into Marron's sheath to stroke her in time with Goten's slow gentle stretching. The last thing Goten ever wanted to do was hurt her, and he knew that he could if he didn't take the extra time now to prepare her. Goten tipped his chin up to receive Trunks' kiss, closing his dark eyes and just losing himself in the moment. He wasn't receiving any direct stimulation himself, but he was more than aroused, not just by the sounds Marron was making, or by Trunks' kiss. But more by the connection he and Marron were still sharing, he could feel her excitement and it fueled his own.

Patiently, Goten continued to prepare her, gently stretching her so she would feel as little discomfort as possible, considering it was her first time. He concentrated on her response. To the soft sounds she was making along with Trunks' low groans all intermingled with the sound of the storm outside. Trying his best to not let his control slip, to not shove Trunks off her body and bury himself in her to the hilt. Despite the attention he was paying to her response to them he was caught unaware when Marron suddenly climaxed with a muffled squeal, her body locked and clamping down on them. Goten closed his eyes and counted, looking within for the strength to calm down, to keep going slow.

Opening his eyes again he was greeted by the erotic sight of Trunks still lazily tonguing around Marron's clitoris, making her pant. His patience was starting to wear thin, and when Trunks' eyes rose to meet his, Goten stared at him stonily. "Get me the lube," Goten croaked.

Marron gasped in surprise when the moment that Trunks moved off of her, Goten grabbed her hips roughly and flipped her bodily onto her stomach, drawing her hips up until her bottom was in the air. "Goten--? OH!" her query dissolving into a helpless cry as Goten shoved her thighs apart with his hands and buried his face between. She squeezed her eyes shut as she pressed her face against the smooth sheets, her fingernails nearly popping through the fabric she gripped it so hard, the entire world narrowing down to the monumental pleasure between her legs. There was nothing else in that moment - no storm, no feelings of doubt or shame - nothing but Goten's velvety tongue, and his skillfully probing fingers.

She sobbed even louder with pleasure when she felt the head of Goten's cock slide into her wet and hungry sheath, filling her. Goten groaned loudly as he held her hips, buried in her succulent moisture. Drawing back he thrust into her again, feeling another rush of her wetness coat him. He knew he needed to stop, to pull out so he and Trunks could fulfill her fantasy, but his body wouldn't obey.

"Chibi…" Trunks said softly, kneeling beside Goten as he continued to pump into Marron's body. His black eyes were far away, lost in finding his own release. Trunks dropped the small bottle of lubricant he'd fetched from the night table and took Goten's face between his palms, turning his head to face him. Goten's glazed eyes finally focusing on Trunks' face.

"Feels…so good…" Goten rasped. Trunks nodded and brought his lips to Goten's, kissing him deeply to distract him. Goten's motions stilled as Trunks monopolized his attention. Finally drawing back with agonizing slowness and Trunks caught Goten's lower lip between his teeth before letting go.

"Yeah…but think how much better it's going to feel when we fuck her together." Trunks whispered to him. Goten exhaled shakily, lust pumping full reign through his body. He clasped Marron's bottom in his hands as he withdrew from her regretfully, her little whimper of protest not going unnoticed. He turned his black eyes back to Trunks, looking to him for direction when his passion was overwhelming him and clouding his judgment. He didn't know if he could stand to watch if Trunks wanted to be the one to initiate Marron to anal sex, common sense telling Goten that they both just couldn't attack her at once. Her untried body would need time to get used to an intrusion where none was intended, or their little experiment would be over before it started.

Looking away from Goten's intense and yet desperate eyes, Trunks picked up the bottle of lubricant he'd dropped at Marron's side. His eyes lovingly caressing every inch of her exquisite body, she was truly the most beautiful girl he had ever slept with, the most responsive, the most receptive, the most…everything. Deep in the most secret part of his heart Trunks prized the knowledge that he had been Marron's first - and until Goten came along - only lover. He had taught her everything she knew about passion. He had taken her virginity from her when she was nineteen years old and made her into a woman - the perfect woman for him. He owned her response to him. And he felt it was his right as her first lover to be her first in this as well. But he loved Goten too, and before he realized he had done it - he placed the bottle of lubricant in Goten's hand.

"You do it, Chibi…" he whispered. And without waiting for Goten's reaction, he turned and picked Marron's upper body up in his arms, pressing their chests together and making her straddle his lap. Her blue eyes were as hazy and glazed as Goten's had been as she stared in the general direction of his mouth.

"Wha--?" she puzzled fuzzily. Trunks smiled and held the back of her head in his palm, his arms under hers and enjoying the press of her soft breasts against his hard chest.

"Arch your back, Marron," Trunks whispered to her, watching over Marron's shoulder as Goten's brain became unstuck and he put the lubricant into service. Liberally coating his fingers as well as his cock. Trunks supported her upper body as Goten took her hips and pulled her back into a semi kneeling position, her legs wide open. She obeyed him of course, obediently arching her back to raise her bottom even higher.

Marron groaned helplessly in his ear and Trunks risked another look over her shoulder, watching Goten as he worked his fingers into her body again, stretching and preparing her. The intense look of lust and concentration on Goten's face almost as erotic to him as the sight of Marron's wanton pose. Trunks buried his face in her neck as he held her, the view before him too intense too look at for long and still expect to be able to perform. Instead he concentrated on the taste of her salty skin, the silky feel of her smooth back as he ran his hands down her spine, tracing the curve of it as far as his hands could reach, trying to concentrate on anything but what Goten was doing to her as she writhed and squirmed in his arms.

"Trunnkkkksssss…." Marron hissed in his ear, suddenly, her fingernails digging painfully into his shoulders.

Trunks opened his eyes and peeked out from the curtain of her hair he had his face pressed to. Goten was on his knees behind Marron, slowly guiding his erection to push into her opening. His teeth were gritted with the effort to be gentle, to remember to go slowly. But Trunks remembered his first time being taken by Goten, and there was only so much preparing that could be done. Goten was big, he took getting used to - and Marron wasn't a tough Saiyan male with a high threshold for pain like he was. She was delicate.

"Shhhh…." Trunks soothed, pulling his face back to cradle hers between his palms. "Relax, take deep breaths. Don't tense up or it'll hurt more." Trunks coached her. Gently stroking her face and kissing her cheeks and lips softly. "Trust Goten, he's really good at this…"

Trunks took the small lubricant bottle that Goten had discarded and opened it clumsily behind Marron's back. She had her arms wrapped around him tightly now, pressing her face into the juncture of his neck and shoulder as he supported her weight. Trunks generously coated his fingers with the slick fluid, knowing from experience that you could never have too much lube. Reaching down between them he spread the lubricant up the length of her cleft, his fingers brushing Goten, as they made sure she was ready. Sliding back down, Trunks slowly and gently circled her clitoris with his fingertip teasingly.

Marron squeezed her eyes tightly shut as she hid her face against Trunks, the scent of his skin and the salty taste as she pressed her open mouth against his neck calming and relaxing her as much as the pleasure of his stimulation. She felt safe with Trunks; even in the face of the overwhelming lust she could feel pouring off of Goten via the contact of their skin and the lingering remains of their bond. But she wanted this, she wanted to know the feeling of having the two men she loved most in the world both inside of her at once. Even though she was scared.

It was sensing that fear that finally gave Goten control over his primal instincts and he held Marron's small waist in his hands, nearly spanning it. She was tiny, he could really hurt her if he wasn't careful, and it was that concern that calmed the beast within him at last. He exhaled slowly, opening himself as always to the energy of the room. To Marron's fear, desire, and love as she held on to Trunks. Goten even found some measure of calm from the storm outside, because it was a power he understood. He didn't always understand his Saiyan side, he was pretty sure Trunks didn't fully either. It was more that they reacted to each other with it, rather than conscious choice.

He smoothed his hands slowly over Marron's hips and backside, gentling her. He knew she could sense the change within him, because where before it had been a struggle to be gentle as he penetrated her, her whole body suddenly relaxed. Like they had been fighting each other on a level they hadn't even been aware of. Goten murmured her name, so softly he barely heard it himself and he slowly edged forward, easing the head of his cock past the still tight ring of muscle until he was inside. Hovering, waiting, he had all the patience in the world as he let her adjust to his size, feeling the tension in her small frame increase and decrease, as every time she relaxed he thrust a tiny bit farther into her. Inching his way to her complete embrace.

Goten closed his eyes with a groan when he at last buried himself inside her to the hilt, tipping his head back as he held her hips still, waiting for her to get used to him. He was full to bursting, with lust, with love, with the knowledge that in this one and only thing she was fully his. He would never say it out loud, but he was glad that there would always be something special between he and Marron now. Some ground where he was the first to tread, rather than following the path Trunks had forged. They had their bond…and now this.

He knew when she was ready, a heartbeat before she pushed her hips back against him, silently asking. He knew that he still needed to take his time, she wasn't ready for vigorous activity, even if her body may be telling her otherwise and he pulled back minutely to thrust into her tenderly. Keeping his motions slow and controlled, even when she heaved back against him impatiently.

"Nnnnn…please…" she moaned quietly.

Trunks brushed her hair off of her face, reluctantly tearing his eyes away from what Goten was doing to kiss her. "We don't want to hurt you, baby," Trunks rasped. His breath coming almost as fast as Marron's as his cock twitched and throbbed against his belly. Marron shook her head emphatically, squeezing the arms she had around him.

"I don't care…you won't…I just…need you, both of you…please, Trunks," she panted, her lips against the corner of his mouth and her breath hot and moist on his cheek. "Please…" she whispered again. "I want this."

Supporting her upper body with his hands on her ribcage, Trunks lay back on the bed and scooted down until his hips were underneath Marron's and she and Goten both straddled him. She dropped her head, looking down her body in fascination as Goten held her hips and helped guide her onto Trunks' erection. Her body went boneless and loose as she all but melted against Trunks, lying on his chest as he filled her.

It was like nothing she had ever felt before, she felt deliciously full and absurdly complete. Her entire pelvis pulsing with a white-hot pleasure like her womanhood had a life of it's own. She pressed her cheek to Trunks' pectoral, feeling his muscles bunch underneath his smooth skin. She could die happy…right in that moment if she had to and she slowly lowered her arms to either side of Trunks to lever herself up. They stayed still within her, ostensibly to let her adjust, but she could feel the pulse of them, countering hers and she was becoming driven with the need to move. Her legs were spread impossibly wide, and she clutched handfuls of the sheets underneath Trunks' armpits trying to pull herself with her arms since she had no leverage with her legs. Goten held her still, his big hands engulfing her hips and he leaned over her back.

"Stay still…let Trunks and I do the work," Goten whispered, and then drew back to thrust into her again.

Marron's mouth fell open, and her arms would have given out for her to flop down onto Trunks again, if Trunks' hands hadn't found their way unerringly to her breasts, fondling her and holding her up. Trunks groaned loudly as well, his hands squeezing her convulsively.

"Oh my god, Chibi…I can feel you…" Trunks whispered.

A moan so loud Marron couldn't believe it had come from her tore itself from her throat when Trunks began moving his hips, thrusting up into her and countering Goten's slow steady pace. She was nearly insensate; the pleasure so large it swallowed her up until there was nothing else. She stared down at Trunks without really seeing him, her mouth open as she moaned helplessly. She felt Goten's hand on her head, turning her to the side as he leaned over her back, his skin so warm it nearly scorched her. He kissed her the best he could reach, teasing and tickling at the corner of her mouth and she stuck her tongue out to stroke his in the space between their lips. She felt beyond wanton, naughty and wild and every inch the slut people thought her to be, and she didn't care. She'd be whatever they wanted her to be, as long as this pleasure, this ecstasy, never stopped.

Trunks and Goten groaned simultaneously when Marron suddenly climaxed, her body clamping down on them. She bit her lower lip hard, trying to muffle the sound of her release and she nearly drew blood. Trunks pulled her head down to his, kissing her bitten and swelling lip tenderly.

"Don't do that again," Trunks said raggedly, "don't ever hold back…"

She blinked fuzzily, "but…"

Trunks brought his mouth to hers again, holding her head between his hands as his hips still steadily pumped into her, moving to the counterpoint of Goten's. It wasn't possible for her body to hold this much pleasure, she felt like she should burn up to a cinder. She was hotter than the surface of the sun. Trunks' lips almost seemed cool in comparison, sweet and refreshing as he shared her breath. And his eyes almost seemed to touch her soul.

"I want to hear you come," he purred huskily and she shuddered in response. Goten shivered in a pale echo a moment later, his hands on her back, her shoulders, before sliding under her body to cup her breasts. She arched her back, pressing her breasts into Goten's palms and raising her bottom in wordless invitation even more. Goten pressed his lips against her soft hair behind her ear, whispering so only she could hear.

"Don't let them take this away from you, Marron," Goten murmured, reminding her of her encounter with the jealous and hostile women of the resort that afternoon. "Don't let them take you away from us…" Marron swallowed convulsively and at last gave a half-hearted little shake of her blonde head. Goten gripped her shoulder with one hand and her hip with the other, pulling her back into him with restrained power. His breath came faster, sawing against her ear and exciting her even more. She felt like a junkie, every stroke of them into her body only whetting her appetite for more. She couldn't get enough.

"Do you like it, Marron?" Goten purred in her ear, the feel of his breath making her body burn hot and cold at the same time. She wanted to dissolve into a puddle of syrup. "Does it feel good?" he taunted. Marron could only give a strangled whimper and grunt of agreement. She was totally lost to the physical side of their union, the wet sounds as their bodies drove into hers, their harsh groans and grunts as they worked her. Total heaven. "Tell us how good this feels, tell us how much you love it," Goten demanded, his hand on her shoulder tightening as he pulled her back into him hard, shocking another raw climax out of her and she shrieked, long and loud.

From his place on the bottom Trunks watched the triumph on Goten's face as Marron announced her climax loudly, he'd only heard a bit of whatever it was that Goten had whispered to her, but whatever it was it pushed her over the edge again. Her fingers twisted the sheets as she rode the waves of pleasure. She was lost; all she could do was try to breathe. Trunks watched her face with fascination as she finally surrendered herself to them completely. She seemed unaware of the loud cries that fell continually from her lips now as she moved with them the best she could.

Goten looked down over Marron's shoulder, watching Trunks' face, as he was absorbed with watching Marron. The lust was building in Goten again, feeding off of Marron's and he could feel the pressure of Trunks as he thrust into her too. It was bizarre; the two of them had never been so taken by passion before with so little contact between them. Goten felt detached from Trunks, he loved what they were doing, it was intense, erotic, raw, and gratifying, yet there was something strange to be so close to Trunks physically…and yet so far away.

"Trunks…" Goten gasped, his dark eyes burning into Trunks' sapphire ones when they met his. Trunks seemed to understand everything Goten was feeling in that hoarsely whispered plea and Goten let go of Marron's hip to reach over her shoulder and touch Trunks' face. Trunks parted his lips as Goten brushed his fingers over them, drawing his index and middle fingers into his mouth to suck suggestively as his eyes held Goten's. The primal act reminding Goten of their usual foreplay and making him groan helplessly.

At the sound of Goten's groan, Marron's stomach flip flopped and she threw her head back panting and mewing like a kitten. Trunks took Goten's fingers out his mouth and brought them to Marron's, her eyelids fluttering and her lips closing around Goten's fingers automatically as he slid them in and out of her mouth.

"Oh my god…" Trunks moaned weakly, just imagining the same view, but with his favorite part of his anatomy taking the starring role instead. His hands grabbed Marron's thighs as he bucked his hips up to hers hard, practically slamming into her. Goten groaned at Trunks' increased pace, pulling his hand away from Marron's face to steady her as he answered in kind.

Marron quivered, her whole body tense as a drawn bow as she could feel it building in her, the mother of all orgasms. The one that would either: wake the dead, knock her senseless, or blow her mind…if not all three. She propped her hands on Trunks' shoulders, not caring if her fingernails bit into his skin, he didn't seem to care either as he made the most erotic growling noises low in his throat.

"Yes! More!" she demanded loudly, not caring in the least who could hear her. "Harder!" she shrieked, raking furrows on Trunks with her fingernails. On some level she was aware that she probably wouldn't be able to walk for a week, but that was just some possible future…her whole life was now. This moment as she felt Trunks' movements become more erratic, more desperate, a sure sign that he was coming.

Goten's hot moist breath seared her back as he curved his body over hers again. "Let me do it again, Marron…it'll be…so fucking good…" Goten whispered. Marron shivered in anticipation, and without even thinking about the consequences moaned eagerly.

"Do it, Goten…" she breathed, biting her tender lower lip carefully. Trunks was right on the razor's edge, his climax breathing down his neck, but he totally lost control when Marron shivered, her sheath flexing around him at just the right moment and he orgasmed with a hoarse cry, filling her body with his essence. She moaned at the hot burst of Trunks within her, his still hard cock sliding deliciously in and out of her, never missing a beat. His hands held her wrists loosely as she leaned on the hands she had propped on him. Her skin was tingling with awareness, that same crackle of anticipation she'd felt in the berth of the sailboat when Goten lay his hands on her and changed her definition of making love forever.

Goten closed his eyes as he concentrated on the river of sexual energy that flowed through him, normally so languid and deep, now it raged, like the storm outside. Like white water rapids as it coursed through Goten's body, making his body tense like Marron's had in eager anticipation. He wrapped his arms around her chest, holding her against him as he rested his face against her back. He took a shaky breath, his breathing in perfect synchronization with hers and he let go, letting the energy pour out of him and into her.

The effect was much more intense than it had been on the boat as Marron climaxed convulsively with a loud cry. All but sobbing her pleasure as her back arched against them, the energy flowing through her and into Trunks, making his hips buck against hers again even after he was spent. Goten held her tightly as he found his own release at last, pumping into her quickly as he came.

Darkness clawed at her vision and her head pounded as she panted, her mouth too dry. Her body was drenched with sweat, trickling down her back and between her breasts as she hung in Goten's embrace. Everything throbbed, and she felt light headed as she gulped in air greedily. She tried moving her legs, but her muscles didn't want to obey, they quivered and burned in protest at being abused in such a position for so long. She could only imagine Goten felt worse, since he'd had the most awkward position of the three of them, half kneeling and half crouching on the bed behind her. She whimpered quietly when Goten slowly withdrew his softening member, her poor opening stinging and throbbing in protest.

Trunks helped Marron disengage from his body as he fought to catch his breath, he wanted to tell her how incredible the entire night had been, and reassure her of just how much he loved her, he wanted to tell them both. But the thought was cut short as he watched Marron as she swayed where she sat on her heels beside him.

"Marron…?" Trunks got out before Marron's eyelids fluttered and down she went, face first onto the bed. She looked like a crumpled little bird and he rolled toward her, putting a concerned hand on her back. "Marron…baby?" he murmured, shaking her gently, but she didn't move, only gave a soft snuffling snore of exhaustion. Trunks chuckled softly and pulled her close so she wasn't sleeping on her face, tucking her into his side. "Hey, Goten…I think we wore her out." Trunks said, turning to look at his dark haired lover, but he saw that Goten was in the same position. Lying on his stomach on the other side of Marron with a pillow mashed under his face. Trunks leaned over Marron to kiss Goten's temple softly. "I love you, Chibi," he murmured, smiling as Goten mumbled something unintelligible and turned his face away. Trunks turned back to Marron, curling his body around her smaller one, and letting fatigue begin to claim him as well. He stroked Marron's soft skin lightly, warming her with his body when her evaporating sweat in the room's air conditioning made her gooseflesh.

He could tell that something had just fundamentally changed between the three of them that night. Perhaps for the better, he would have to wait and see, but somehow he knew that things would never be the same between them again. He stroked Marron's silky blonde hair as she slept, watching as Goten reached for her in his sleep, needing the contact with her. He looked at their heads as Goten rested his forehead against hers, like night and day they were. But the connection he could now feel growing between them was getting stronger thanks to Goten's little energy trick. But where did that leave him? Pushing the thought aside he snuggled down behind Marron again, kissing the nape of her neck and whispering that he loved her. And he did. Four years, he had four years of history with Marron, he'd taught her everything about physical love, but as he held her peacefully sleeping form in his arms he realized that it was her who had taught him. She - and Goten - had shown him what love really was. And they had taught him something about himself, that he needed them; he needed to have them in his life to feel he had purpose. But how much did they really need him?

As the storm outside finally wound down, both sleep and the answer eluded him.

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