Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Playing With Fire ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

Author's Note: Hey people we hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter. We just realised how hot the first one was and we're really sorry if some people out there can't handle that stuff. We started it off to good lol. Anywho, back to our story..*~*~*
(Trunks - 27)*~*~*~*~*(Bra - 19)*~*~*~*~*(Pan - 16)*~*~*~*~*


Trunks & Bra (Previously)

"I'LL BE OUT IN A MINUTE PAN, WAIT DOWNSTAIRS FOR ME." He yelled at her, eyes still glued to Bra's."Yeah ok, whatever." Pan ignorantly replied. *no offence, but i hate that fucking bitch*Her arms were now wrapped around his neck, while her body stayed attached to him. "Did you like it babe." His voice seductively whispered."Mmmm..." She replied while biting her lips with temptation."Do you want me to fuck you again."He was toying with her. She trailed her hand along there attached partners, and began teasing the both of them. "Make me scream." She replied.

*~*~*Trunks' Room*~*~* NOW

"D-damn...that's good." Trunks groaned between clenched teeth.

Bra writhed beneath him as her hands thrusted forward onto shaft, and pumped back into her pussy. She was raging with desire, and her blood began screaming for more. She anchored her head to the side, and felt hot lips take her roughly. She let out a cry of urgency, before plumetting the both of them to oblivion.

Trunks' breathing was heavy, and his stiffened member suddenly came back to life. Lifting his head up to meet his sister's gaze, he stormed up to SSJ 2 and drove into her fully. Bra arched her head back with a scream, and threw her teeth into his neck. She felt her hips being held with forceful hands that kept her at bay, while he rammed into her wanting pussy.

"You feel so good." He whispered in her ear.

Her nails raked at his perfected back, and she whined to be free. "D-don't...t-tease me." She moaned.

"I want you, so this is how i'll take you." He purred, catching her off guard as he slammed her against the wall.

"Ohhh...uhhhh.."

He could hear there organs making slight splashing noises as her rump and his manhood clenched together. His hips, now darting in and out of her, became painful and pleasurable to the Princess.

"UHHH....OHHH...MMM..." Screamed Bra as she hit her orgasm.

Trunks rocked back and fourth roughly, before he felt himself spill inside of her once again. "Your mine, say it." He growled with parted lips.

Bra blinked her eyes from the sleep that tried to over-take her, and kissed him passionately. "I'm yours Trunks."

He nodded his head with acceptance, and placed her gently on the ground. Her body stood out wonderously. Perfect curves that most women would die for. Breasts that stuck out firmly and strongly, something he still hungered for now. Long creamy legs that he would never forget wrapped around his waist. Pure crystal eyes that they both acheived thanks to there mother. Sapphire eyes with a look of lust.

"Come with me tonight." He stated firmly. It wasn't a question, she knew it was a demand.

"I have other things to do." She replied confidently.

He took a step forward, and gripped her arm gently but forcefully. "I don't care, either come with me or...-"

*SMACK* Even for someone as strong as Trunks, Bra wasn't at all slow when it came to what she wanted to do.

Trunks turned his head slowly toward her. Death written on his face as well as her own. "Don't tell me what to do Trunks Vegeta Briefs." She growled. The little brat was suerly turning out to be like there father. His arm fell limp against his body, and his eyes went down to his feet.

"Don't leave me with Pan." He lied with a smirk. (Take the offer before i take you again). He thought.

Bra flipped her hair back to the side, and cupped his chin with her hands. "As long as you fuck me wherever it is that your taking me, then ok." And with that suggestion out of her system, she licked his lips with her tongue, before walking past him and leaving. Trunks sweat-dropped and sighed. His reflection told him that he needed more from her. And more he'll get.

*~*~*Author's Note: From this stage onwards, the story is going to change with alot of twists and turns without the hardcore hentai. A bit of romance and angst here and there, but other than that it'll be sweet as from there. *~*~*

"Trunks." A now agitated Pan called from his door.

He brushed his hands threw his hair smoothly, and wrapped the nearest towel around himself. Glancing at himself once more in the mirror, he stepped out of his bathroom, and made for the door. Upon opening it, Pan slammed it right in his face. She waltzed right in, and took a seat at the edge of his bed.

"What the hell were you doing in here." She snapped. More like demanded.

"I was masterbating, is that a crime." He challenged.

Pan sweat-dropped. "Geez, you didn't have to go into detail."

"Well you shouldn't ask stupid questions when it involves my privacy."

"Oh, so now i'm not allowed to know about your privacy."

He nodded. "Not only that, but my thinking space."

((Man, what's his problem)). She confusedly thought.

Her eyes shifted from Trunks, to a pair of red panties that were laying right beside his feet a few inches away. She gulped nervously, and supressed the urge to ask him everything that really happened in his room. She spotted a red laced bra alongside his bedroom door. Heat eminated from her cheeks, and a certain jealousy toward the women who was with him, made her fists clench.

"I'm outta here." She muttered under her breath.

Trunks inwardly smirked, and stepped aside. "We'll talk another time ok." He pretened to reason.

"Hmmf, that's what you think."

His eyes stayed glued to her as she retreated to his window and flew away. He inhaled sharply, and a smug chuckle left his lips. Such Sapphire eyes. He had better shower and dress better if he was going to impress his baby sister. Even though he had lived with her for the past how many years, he still felt he needed to impress her with things he usually did to the filthy women out there who only wanted his money.

((Not even Goku can stop me from having you). He happily thought.


*~*~*Bra's Room*~*~*


Tears sprang from her eyes as she stared at herself in the mirror. Not only did she commit a horrible sin, but she did it with her brother. Trunks. The only person she looked up to when things got out of hand. How could she have been stupid? Was it because he simply forced her? Because the idea at the time was hot?

((He just short of raped me)). She thought sickly. "But i liked it, i won't deny that."

Her eyes showed satisfaction, lust, craving. ((Was i longing for him)).

The bitter reality of it all was that she had enjoyed every moment spent with him, and she had even accepted the invitation he had asked of her. She closed her lids for a few seconds, before opening them. A solid and pure gold glittered, and her tears were no more. Going Super-Saiyan could always heal her pains, and most importantly a certain someone that was doing God know's what next-door.

"It has to be you, your a Saiyan afterall." She said to the golden-women in the mirror.

She sighed and fell from her state. The butterflies now fluttering inside her stomach told her all she needed to know. ((I'm in love with him)).

Licking her lips without noticing the stinging pain, she uncovered herself from her brother's blanket, and hopped into the shower. "This should wake me up." The water began to ease her shakened body. "I just hope i'm ready for whatever it is he has in store."


*~*~**~*~*


It was silent throughout their lunch. Bulma looked a bit worried to the sudden change in her children, while Vegeta sat their continuing with what he usually did. Eat. Drink. Pig-out. Eat. Drink. A horrible pang went through her as she saw Vegeta's eyes bore into her son.

"BRAT." His gruff voice hissed.
Trunks looked up from his plate, and restored his usual cold look to normal as there eyes met. "Yeah."

"Talk, your driving your mother crazy."

A giggle came across the table. Both women were whispering incoherent things to eachother, and decided to get both men aroused by this course of action. Trunks skimmed his eyes over Bra whole-heaertedly, and smiled. This didn't go unnoticed either. Vegeta followed his son's warm look, and muttered a curse under his breath.

"Idiot." He grunted.

Bulma recovered from her laughter, and looked at him with concern. "What's wrong Vegeta." She wondered.

Bra set her gaze down to her lap, and fiddled with her fingers. ((Please daddy don't click, please don't click)). She hopefully thought.

"BRAT, Bra, go shopping or whatever you two normally do, i have to speak with your mother." He said.

Trunks stood almost immediately, and Bra followed quietly behind him. Goosebumps formed on her skin when they stepped outside. Her father knew something, and was going to speak to their mother about it. What could it possibly be that would make him send both herself and her brother to the mall. Her father practically hated the mall, it was even more creepy that he even remembered what the place was called.

"Bra." He whispered as they leapt into the air.

She tried with all her might to fly a good distance away from him, but he persistantly kept up with her. "Umm..." Was all she could say.

He stopped mid-air, and in the process pulled her into a hug. "Listen, what we did..-"

"Stop."

The fire he felt with her in his room came crashing down on him. The shrill of her moans. The ecstacy she shared with him. His lips curved with hers and those innocent yet wanting eyes.

"I love you." This was something very knew to the handsome Saiyan.

Bra gasped, and matched his intense stare with her own. "Me too." It all came out of her mouth without persmission, yet she was happy to have finally said it without feeling any regret.

Hot lips captured hers, and they shared a passionate kiss that felt like the first. "Don't ever leave me." He said between kisses.

She nodded. "I won't, never."

Her heart beat sped up at an unusual rate, a feeling that made her whole body feel like one with his own. She threw her arms around his neck, and pulled him into her. It was now that she realised how muscular he was. The rock hardness starting from his neck down made her feel very vulnerable and powerless in his posessive grasp.

"Be my mate." He said as they broke apart for air.

Seconds later Bra responded with another nod. "Yes."

His body and mind felt powerful at that exact moment. Her eyes showed the truth behind the answer, and this made his heart thud like thunder. He was the fire that couldn't be extinguish, yet allowed to touch whatever he wanted, and kept. In his arms was a beautiful women who was very much like the cold and dangerous waters, a certain type of water that could put out his fire with a touch or look.

((My princess)). He thought.

Both closed their eyes, and revealed to the other their Saiyan emotions. "I won't let anything or anyone harm you Bra, i swear this to you now." He vowed.

She gave a smile that lit his own. "So will i, and i will love you and only you with all my heart until the day i die."

Their lips pecked the others, before Trunks powered up. In his SSJ 2 form, he held out his hand out to her, and gave a trusting nod for her to take it. Bra felt breathless, and repeated his action of ascending to SSJ, before reaching for him.

"Let's get something to eat, i'm sure after this morning your feeling a bit starved." He gave a low chuckle.

She punched him lightly on the arm, and smirked. "Like you can talk, as i recall you were the one pulling the moves.

He blushed. ((She's smart)). He thought.


*~*~*~*~*~Author's Note: It's a bit short i (Ice) know, but i've been a bit busy and it's not yet (Clust') turn to write, so please bear with me and be patient. Im well aware of my my perverted mind, but hey, im exploring new boundaries inside myself. If you continue with me on this story, then you'll find other interesting pairs along the way. After this story is complete, we will be moving onto a yaoi story. The pair is unknown, unless someone wishes to announce who they want to read about, then shoot.





















































































































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