Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Meow ❯ Prom Night Part 2 ( Chapter 9 )

Disclaimer: I do not own DB/Z/GT or any of the characters created by the all mighty manga Dende Akira Toriyama.

Author Note: First I wanna say to all of you who reviewed this thank you very much. I am glad you like it so far and I hope I can continue pleasing you. And to whoever asked me about playing Dark Cloud. Sorry to say I've never played it, I just wondered, 'what if Pan was a cat-girl' and this is what came out. Also this is the first real lemon I've ever done and I was just pretty much experimenting with it. I hope it's enjoyable and you like it. So please enjoy!

* * * Warning this is a lemon! * * *

"Meow"

Chapter 9: Prom Night Part 2

The limo had just pulled up to an isolated cabin in the woods on the other side of town. Trunks got out and gave Pan his hand to help her out. He turned to the driver and paid him and turned back to Pan as the limo drove off.

"This is it," he said proudly.

"What is it?"

"A surprise, now come on," he said leading her to the door. She blushed and followed. 'What does he have planned for tonight? Could he be planning to-?!'

Her thoughts were interrupted by, "Close your eyes."

"But Trunks."

"Please," he said baring his puppy dog eyes. She sighed in defeat and closed her eyes as he opened the door and led her inside. Her nose quickly picked up a slight burning sent in the room and…flowers? "Ok, open," he said from behind her. She opened her eyes and gasped.

The room before her was something right out of a dream. It was a small two room cabin with just a bedroom and a bathroom. The bedroom was lighted by candles alone placed all over the room. The bed was huge and with pure white sheets and had rose pedals sprinkled all over it. She looked down and noticed a small trail of rose pedals started at her feet and went to the bed. Where another bouquet of white, red, and pink roses lay next to a small black velvet box. She sniffed the air again and noticed another sort of tropical smell and noticed the many incents burning along with the candles.

"What do you think," came Trunk's voice as she heard the door shut almost silently behind her. For once in her life she could not find her voice and just stood there trying to hold back the threatening tears.

"Trunks," she squeaked more then said. "It's perfect." 'There's no other word to describe it,' she thought to herself as her eyes played over the room enchanting her eyes once again with its beauty.

"I'm glad you like it, I really wanted to please you," he said wrapping his arms around her from behind. She looked at the bed again and closed her eyes sighing.

"Trunks, I don't know if I want to," she said waiting for him to get mad and throw her out on her butt.

"Whatever you want. I just want to see you happy. I don't care if we just sat here and talked these next two hours, as long as you're happy. I don't want to do anything you don't want to." (AN: Don't you wish guys like that existed?)

She turned and looked him strait in the eye. "Do you mean that?"

"Of course Pan. I love you," he said and bent down to show just how much. She pulled back breathless and blushing madly at him.

"I love you too Trunks," she said wrapping her arms around his neck and staring up at his gorgeous face. Before she knew what was happening he grabbed her around the waist and swooped her up in his arms. She leaned her head against his chest listening to the beating of his heart and smelling his sweet sent as he carried her over to the bed and gently placed her next to the bouquet of roses, sliding beside her on the other side of the bed.

"Trunks," she said as he handed her the roses. "They're beautiful."

"Only when you're not around. When you're around you make even the most amazing rose look like nothing more then a dandelion." She blushed and stared intently as he picked up the black velvet box and opened it towards her revealing a small gold locket and chain. On the locket was a T and P formed from tiny diamonds. She felt her heart catch in her throat as he held it out to her.

"For you my love."

"Trunks this is so sweet, but you didn't have to get me anything, and I don't have anything for you."

"I got this for you because I love you and want everyone to know. And I don't need anything Pan, because all I have ever wanted is you." He smiled and pulled the locket out of the case and gestured for her to turn around as he placed the necklace gently around her throat for her. She smiled and held it in her hands popping it open and felt a tear run down her cheek. In the locket was a picture of her and Trunks when they were kids together. She was about 7 and he was about 19.

'I remember that,' she thought trying to hold back the other tears that threatened to follow. 'I had just told that boy Josh that I liked him and he said that he didn't want to be with a freak. And Trunks had found me and told me the boy was crazy. I wasn't a freak, I was the most beautiful girl in the world and if I wanted one day he'd marry me. Then he put a flower in my hair and flew me home and we gave each other a huge hug as he said his goodbye and my mom took a picture of it.'

She looked down at the smiling child with the flower in her hair smiling in the arms of the most gorgeous bachelor in all of Japan with a smile to match her own. "Trunks, you remembered?"

"Of course," he said resting his chin on her shoulder. "I meant what I said back then."

"What do you mean," she screamed turning to look at him in shock.

"Well someday I plan to marry you, if you'll allow me to of course," he said holding her hand and leaning closer to her. "But I know that you want to take it slow, so for now it will be someday," he said and leaned down to kiss her hand.

"Oh Trunks," she said as another lone tear trickled down her face. She flinched a little as she felt the soft pedals of a rose wipe the tear away and stared at him as Trunks then placed the rose in her hair.

"You still are the most beautiful girl in the world," he said and leaned in for a kiss but was pushed back.

"You're wrong about that," she said getting a confused look from him. "I'm no longer a girl," she said seductively and kissed him pulling him closer to her as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She slowly started lying back on the bed pulling him on top of her. He deepened the kiss as his tongue asked permission to enter her mouth and he lips parted allowing him entrance. While she was on her own quest.

Her mouth met his as they melted into one warm wet mess. She was scared, she wasn't sure if she wanted this or not, but she continued letting her body do it's bidding as the candles dances on their two intertwined bodies. She slowly peeled his mouth away from his just long enough to pull his shirt off and let her nails softly roll over his back getting the moan she desired. He pulled away from her mouth and let his mouth travel along her neck and continued suckling the area until he heard a light purr come from her. He then proceeded to cup her breasts in his hands and squeeze them. Lightly at first but working up. He let his right hand go to search for the zipped on the back of her dress. Upon finding it he looked up her in silent request and received no objections from her. He slowly unzipped her dress and brought his hands around her slender frame pulling her out of the dress more then pulling the dress off of her.

He was taken aback her perfect form. He had seen her body thus far before but he was still amazed at her every time. She blushed as always. 'Why is it every time I get naked he looks at me like I'm some beautiful statue or something,' she thought and broke him out of this chance by slowly rubbing her hand across his growing manhood. After regaining his senses he went back to ravaging her breasts. Taking one in each hand and letting his mouth travel to her right nipple and wrapping his tongue around it. Pinching and biting at it with his teeth hearing a mixture of moans and purrs erupt from her throat arousing him further.

While she was enjoying what he was doing she was having an inner conflict with herself over what she wanted. Her body was begging her to let it happen, it felt so right. But her brain was saying you should wait. 'But wait for what? Look at everything he's done tonight. He really loves me and I love him and want him. But if he loves me we don't have to, but….ugh why is this so hard,' she was screaming to herself mentally while physically she was enjoying his left hand rubbing her tail gently.

She decided to step it up a notch and decide once and for all what she wanted tonight. She blushed as she let her hand slide down to his wait and run her hand over his throbbing hardness. She almost drew her hand back but her body screamed at her to continue. So she slowly unbuttoned his pants and slid his zipper down and noticed he became a bit more excited at this. She then took both of her hands and slid his pants off his waist and he finished pulling them down for her. This was it, just the two of them in their underwear. 'What do I want,' she screamed in her head.

She slowly pushed her hips up against his and rubbed her panties against his hardness. This was what she wanted. She slid her hand along his boxers rubbing it harder and harder getting some interesting noises from him. She felt her face go a crimson as she let her hand continue around the waistline of his boxers and slowly slid her hand inside and slid them down all the while not looking at Trunks' face. She felt his hand touch hers as he helped her in removing them. He then leaned forward and brushed his enormous erection against her wet panties and closed her eyes as his face came close to her and he whispered in her ear, "Do you want this Pan?"

All she could do was nod. There was no going back now. She felt his hand run along her waist and slowly remove her last barrier. She felt so excited and unsure at the same time. 'What if I'm no good at it? What if I accidentally hurt him,' she thought as he grew nearer. But then she looked up at his face and noticed the look on his face and noted he was probably thinking the same thing. "It's ok Trunks," she said leaning up and whispering in his ear. "I trust you."

He nodded and slowly pushed himself into her wetness. Letting it slowly slide in little by little until he met some resistance. He looked down at her again, not sure of himself. "Please," she said staring up at him. He took a deep breath and slowly drew himself out and slammed himself back in. He felt like beating himself up as he saw the look of pain on her face. She grasped the sheets in her hands and ripped the bit she held into nothing but threads. He just held her body close and continued pushing himself in and out as she slowly loosened her grip and her face showed pleasure not pain.

He continued his steadily increasing rhythm while squeezing her right breast in one hand and rubbing her tail with the other. She was so tight he actually had a hard time controlling himself for a while but fought the urge and continued on for her. She began moving her hips along with his rhythm pushing him in as deep as he could go and drawing himself almost completely out just to be shoved back in. She felt her cheeks turning an even deeper crimson as she felt herself beginning to climax. It was a great feeling. 'God I hope this becomes a regular thing for us,' she thought and blushed profusely not believing she had just thought something. She grabbed onto his back as she felt her body stiffen and her walls tighten around him as she orgasmed screaming, "Oh Trunks!"

"He almost lost control again as her tight little walls became even tighter. But he continued pumping her through the orgasm making it go a bit numb. He looked down at her and saw she wanted to continue. He slowed his rhythm down a bit but continued as he felt her hips once again moving along with his.

She noticed how he was a bit sluggish as they started up again and began to wonder as her hips went up to meet his. She blushed once again not sure if she should or not. 'Well I've gone this far, I can't turn back now," she thought. She began to lean up and slowly came to a sitting position on his lap which was ok, but was a bit harder for both of them. She kissed along his neck gently and began pushing him down onto the bed switching the position. With her coming to sit on his huge erection bringing it into her full and sat on his lap.

She had no experience what so ever in this area, but for a beginner she was good. She quickly locked her legs onto the bed and his waist and began riding him with everything she had. This really took him by surprise and almost made him go again. But he held back for her. He watched as her breasts bounced with each thrust into her as his hips didn't leave her for a second. He reached up and began to squeeze the left one this time while his other hand found her tail and began stroking it intensely.

Pan felt sweat drenching her body, her legs, her back, her breasts, and her face was covered in it. She continued going harder feeling the sweat pour from her body as she continued thrusting him in and out of her body. Feeling the pleasure slowly increasing with every thrust. She wasn't sure she could hold on much longer, especially with the way he was playing with her tail. Bra was definitely right about the tail having benefits. Her throat felt like it was on fire as she gasped for air, moaning until she was sure the whole world could hear her. Then the wave of pleasure hit her sending a wave of pleasure through her body. She let out an animalistic moan coming from deep within her. She felt her body stiffen so tightly she wasn't sure if she could breathe.

Trunks felt her body tighten around him and the sound that came from her just knocked him over the edge. He felt himself burst inside of her and grabbed her hips holding her down on him tightly. Their bodies slowly fell limply together in a pile on the bed. Trunks wrapped an arm around her and held her to his body. They sat there in a sweaty pile of heat for what seemed like ever before Pan slowly sat up letting him out of her and rolled over next to him.

"I love you so much Pan," he said as she leaned her head against his chest once again.

"I love you too Trunks. More then anyone or anything," she said leaning up and kissing him. They sat there in each others arms in a comfortable silence until Trunks bolted up nearly knocking her off the bed.

"Trunks, what's wrong?"

The two now-dressed but still sweaty and exhausted saiyans landed in Pan's yard with a minute to spare. Pan looked him in the eyes and felt like she never wanted to leave that spot. "Trunks, I'm sorry but I have to go and we don't have a lot of time," she said walking up to him. She kissed him softly on the lips. "Thank you for everything tonight. I think you've made my life perfect."

"I'll accept that only if you allow me to use that same compliment towards you."

"Fine," she said smiling and jumped as she heard his watch beep 3. "Sorry I gotta go. I love you Trunks," she said leaning up for another quick peck and ran in the door and saw her dad in the kitchen sipping some coffee.

"Hey Panny," he said smiling cheerfully.

"Hey daddy."

"So how was prom," he asked noticing the dreamy look in her eyes.

"Perfect," she said in a little more than a whisper and climbed the stairs to her room.

What now? Will Trunks and Pan finally reveal their relationship? Is this going to become a regular thing for them? What kind of secrets will be revealed at Pan's graduation party? Find out in the next chapter: "Graduation"

AN: P.S. Sorry it took me so long to get this up but I was kind of preoccupied today, but I stayed up late to try and get this to you as soon as I could. Unfortunately it wasn't until this morning because when I eventually got done writing it last night my internet wasn't working. Sorry. I hope that I should be able to get the next chapter up tomorrow night.