Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Seduction By The Pool ❯ Seduction By The Pool ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: The Teenage Hybrid 
This is one of the several Pan/Trunks Alternate Universe one shots that i've written. So tell me what you think.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 01.01.2004 | Updated On: 01.01.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 1.7K | Status: Completed
This is one of the several Pan/Trunks Alternate Universe one shots that i've written. So tell me what you think.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 01.01.2004 | Updated On: 01.01.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 1.7K | Status: Completed
~Disclaimer: I disclaim all rights to the characters used in this story. I was merely borrowing them and torturing the hell out of em' before returning them to their rightful owners. ^_^
~My little OC is making an appearance also. Kaiya Briefs will be popping her head into this One Shot a few times. Those of you who don't know who the hell I'm talking about, you don't have to. She's just P/T's child, product of my imagination.
Let's get Wet, Wild, N' Rowdy!!
*Seduction By The Pool*
The heat was unbearable.
Soft, masculine hands, shielded by bronze skin held the window ledge gently as the air conditioner droned quietly next to him. Cerulean eyes gazed out the open window as the curtains billowed gently in the wake of the midnight breeze.
His naked upper body tensed slightly as his shoulders shifted his weight. His hawk-like gaze followed the sleak woman as she walked next to the pool, eyes slowly gazing down at the aqua depths which rippled in the Hawaiian breeze.
A very short, colorful, and revealing sarong was wrapped tightly around her hips and bottom as she walked slowly along the length of the pool deck. The small lights littering the garden cast a yellow tone on her sleek legs as she decided upon a cushioned lounge chair.
Her long raven hair spilled over her shoulders as her slender arms sat upon the plastic arm rests. She brushed her loose hair away from her face with her hand as her gaze turned towards the window where the young man stood. Their gazes met and she smiled seductively giving a small nod, a gesture for him to join her.
He smiled to himself, long lavender locks falling into his eyes where they refused confinement to the elastic which held them loosely behind his neck. He pushed himself away from the window, wedding band capturing the moonlight as he turned to leave the bedroom.
He exited into the hallway, dimly lit by colorful night lights. He smiled to himself, peering into the partially opened door where eggplant colored hair splayed across a white pillow. The father smiled as he left his daughter behind and ventured quietly down the hallway, swim trunks swishing together gently as he descended the stairs.
****
Pan turned her attention from the pool to the patio doors where her husband had just exited, hair tossing gently in the humid breeze. She smiled at him, watching as he closed the door quietly and descended the steps of their patio, strong hands finding their way into the pockets of his shorts as he approached, a small smile on a sexy lips.
"Can't sleep Mrs. Briefs?" He questioned, smiling as he stopped at the end of her lounger.
She smiled, "Don't play Trunks, you know it's too damn hot to sleep with your sweaty body next me," Pan grinned as Trunks frowned slightly.
"That doesn't seem to bother you when we're having sex," he retorted, frown curling into that sexy smirk she adored so much.
Pan closed her eyes, shaking her head slightly as she looked at her lap, hair spilling into her face as she did so. Trunks smiled, still amazed by the way she could look amazing after having a child, even if it had been 5 years. She was as slim as he had always remembered her, smooth skin covering nothing but muscle, flesh, and bone. He could swear that there wasn't an inch of fat on her perfect body.
"Your staring again sweetheart," Pan said quietly, flipping her hair away from her face as she looked up at him again.
"I married you so I could stare at you 24 hours a day," Trunks whispered, taking a seat on the lounger between Pan's legs where they fell over the edge.
Pan rolled her eyes, "Well that grants for divorce, where're the papers?" She questioned playfully, trying to act as if she were offended.
"You know you love it," he grinned, scooting closer to her as his fingers found their way to her smooth thigh. The muscles beneath his fingers tensed under his touch, as he gently ran them along her thigh.
"I didn't have to marry a man to have their eyes burning holes into my ass, you know that," she stated simply, teasing him verbally as he proceeded to tease her physically.
"You know your more to me than just that," Trunks breathed, now seated neatly between her legs as he draped one of them over his lap for better positioning.
"I know," Pan smiled, "You spoil me rotten and I love you for it," she breathed, his lips now inches away from her own. His reply was a soft kiss on her lips as his fingers slid to the inside of her thigh where he knew she was sensitive to his touch.
She squirmed in response before deepening their kiss, grasping the back of his neck with one hand as she leaned back on the lounger, pulling her husband with her. Trunks simply followed her lead, changing his position to lay between Pan's legs as he supported his weight above her.
Pan sighed into their kiss as their tongues rolled together innocently, exploring territory that was all too familiar. She felt Trunks' weight press against her body as his hands went to better use, gently caressing her ticklish sides lightly. In return, she wrapped one leg around his thigh, rubbing gently as a small moan escaped her lips.
She released his lips from her own, closing her eyes as she attempted to control her body heat. God it was hot outside! She felt his lips against her throat, seemingly cool against her burning flesh.
"Trunks?" Pan questioned quietly. His only reply was his tongue against her throat. She smiled despite the unbearable heat between them, before gently placing her hands on Trunks' chest as a hint she wanted him to stop.
"What is it?" He questioned against her neck, before moving to look at her, eyes filled with a look of want she had seen so many times before.
Pan shook her head, smiling gently as she took a deep breath, "It's way too hot for your games right now," she whispered, noting the dampness of his chest against her own, and how his brow was shining with a thin sheen of sweat.
The lavender haired adult put on a smile of his own as his lover frowned curiously, "What are you planning Trunks?" Pan questioned carefully, knowing her husbands mind was capable of conjuring up some wild ideas.
"Nothing," he stated simply before scooping her up in his arms as if she weighed little more than a leaf. Pan giggled as Trunks held her buttocks with one arm as he undid the thin material sarong around her slim waist. His eyes danced with mischief as he held her gaze and the thin material was removed from her hips.
"I didn't come out here for nothing Panny," Trunks chimed, now holding her against his hips with both hands as her legs encircled his waist, "Mother Nature has been a pain in the ass lately, since you seem so uncomfortable having sex when it's so hot out," he grinned as Pan stared at him curiously, "I suppose I'll just have to outwit Mother Nature if I want to get anything tonight."
Pan was about to open her mouth to speak when she was suddenly engulfed by cool, chlorine scented liquid. The pool. Pan surfaced, forcing her wet hair out of her face as she scanned the pool side for any sign of Trunks. A gentle tug on the waist of her bikini was enough to make Pan realize the basis of her husband's plan.
Trunks surfaced behind Pan, smile on his face as she turned to look at him. Both were treading water as they shared a gaze and Trunks' fingers held her hips gently, smiling playfully as his wet hair clung to his neck and cheeks.
Pan smiled back, reaching out to brush the hair away from his face, "Is Kaiya asleep?" She questioned, floating closer to him.
"Like a log," Trunks whispered, before his lips were on her own again and her hips were pressed tightly against his own. He felt her pressing against him, which he took as a sign to tread backwards. He did so, his back meeting the cool tile of the pool wall in a few moments, as their tongues continued to ravage each other.
Trunks felt one of Pan's hands move from his neck to grip the edge of the pool, as the other slid beneath the waters surface, tracing down his chest to the waist of his shorts. Her fingers gently tugged the tie on his shorts as she released his mouth and smirked down at him. Trunks found himself smiling back as his shorts slackened against his hips and her hand snaked into his shorts.
His head fell back against the edge of the pool as Pan's hand massaged along the length of his semi-hard manhood. His eyes slid closed as she squeezed him roughly, a small moan surpassing his lips as her hand began to pump him slowly and gently.
Pan smirked down upon her helpless husband as he winced and squirmed in his state of pleasure. She loved having control over him like this, enjoying the way he became so vulnerable under her touch. Her rhythm increased, and so did her grip as Trunks jerked against her, his erection beginning to throb against her hand as his hips thrust forward in hopes of release.
He shuddered once, releasing a long moan. Pan took that as her cue to stop. She released him, his hips immediately arching forward in disappointment. She removed her hand from his shorts, easily sliding them from his body and allowing them to float away freely.
Trunks opened his eyes when he was able to think again. His breathing was labored as he gripped his lover's hips. It took him a moment to realize he was naked, with Pan smirking down at him as his erection pressed against her smooth thigh. He had been expecting this, a denial of the release his body so greatly deserved. God he hated how she teased him when they had gone a period of time without sex.
He decided at that moment that her smirk had to go, not to mention her bikini. He leaned forward, roughly closing his mouth over her own. She welcomed his roughness, returning it with equal force. He spun them around so Pan was now sandwiched between the wall and his body.
Trunks allowed one hand to grip the edge of the pool as the other slid along her side, snaking behind her back as she fidgeted against his teasing touch. His fingers soon met the first tie of her bikini, which he undid as easily as she had done with his shorts. His fingers then slid the rest of the way up her back, coming to rest at the tied strings which sat around her neck. They became forgotten as well, as Trunks slid the material from her body, allowing it to float away without a second thought.
The hand which had untied her bikini, now shifted downward. Her mouth released his own and her head tilted back against the pool's edge as Trunks' hand found the swell of her breast, tracing downward to greet her exceptionally hard nipple. It was Trunks' turn to smirk as an almost inaudible moan escaped Pan's lips. He alternated between massaging her breast and pinching her nipple as she squirmed against him, helpless to stop his torture.
Trunks found his erection was now painful as it rubbed against the material of her bikini bottoms. The sensation was erotic to Trunks, the feeling of the wet and slick material against his throbbing manhood sent waves of white hot pleasure to Trunks brain. He released her breast, a cry of frustration passing his lover's lips as her brow furrowed in annoyance. His hand slid downward, slowly tracing her skin, past her navel and greeting the waistband of her bikini bottoms.
He gripped the clingy material at her front, jerking them skillfully from her hips and releasing them. Trunks pressed his body against her, momentarily closing his eyes as his erection grazed the heat of her entrance, obvious even in the cool water. His eyes opened again as he felt Pan's forehead press against his own.
His gaze met her own, eyes glazed over in pleasure. Trunks smiled weakly, almost unable to control himself, the feeling of her body pressed against his own was enough to make him loose all thought.
His hand snaked back between her legs, causing his lover's head to fall back with a moan. He slid his fingers along her opening as Pan's hips thrust forward, causing one of his digits to slide into her. She moaned her approval, seeking pleasure from the engulfed fingers as her hips shamelessly drove against his hand. Trunks grinned blindly, inserting another digit as Pan's moans brought Trunks' arousal to new levels.
"Trunks please," she managed to whimper, her body now straining towards an orgasm that seemed to far off. Trunks kissed her gently, silencing her moans as they reverberated through his mouth. He knew his teasing was far more effective than her own, since he had more to work with than she did. But the clenching muscles around his fingers were as a much a tease to him as they were to her.
"Can't this wait?" She begged, releasing his lips, her labored breath was like fire against his cheek, and her voice laced with erotic pleasure was too much for him handle. He easily removed his fingers from her slick entrance, pushing her hips back against the wall before swiftly sheathing himself in her.
Both lovers released a moan simultaneously as Trunks gripped the pool's edge and Pan gripped Trunks' shoulders, encircling his hips with her legs.
"God, hurry up!" Pan whined, no longer able to contain her lust as she pulled him closer to her. Trunks winced against her shoulder as she clenched around his erection. He knew this wasn't going to take long, it had been more than a week since they had had a release, and for the rowdy couple they were, that was far too long.
Trunks began his thrusts slowly, the pace painfully slow for Pan, who thrust forward quickly, "Control yourself, would you?" Trunks growled, wincing as she clenched around him again.
"Oh well pardon me," She retorted, hips thrusting forwards again as she smirked at his reaction. Trunks pressed her roughly against the pool wall, one hand leaving the pool's edge to hold her hip in place.
This time she allowed him control as he set a pace which was more to her liking. She met his long but quick thrusts evenly, as the water around them lapped gently at the pool's tiled edges. His thrusts became shorter and harder as their breathing became rapid and ragged. Her body was gripping him like a vice as he struggled to control his hormones, wanting this erotic moment to last as long as possible. But Pan's ideas were the exact opposite.
Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave as she cried out against her husband's neck. Trunks released a grunt of frustration as she clenched hard around him, body shuddering. Trunks was relentless though, eagerly riding out the waves of her orgasm as it drained her body.
With one last, quick thrust, Trunks's release came as Pan's body helped him along, milking him for all he was worth. Trunks released the pool's edge, sinking into the water with a sigh as Pan's breath burned hot against his neck.
"Oh God," she murmured, head falling back against the wall of the pool. Trunks laughed slightly, kissing her throat as he slid out of her. She gave a slight moan as he did so, which gave her husband new ambition. Pan noticed this as he pressed against her again.
"Bedroom," was the only the thing she muttered before Trunks had kissed her, already dragging them out of the pool.
*****
Pan groaned lightly as the bright sun stung at her eyelids, torturing the young woman into awakening. She merely shielded her eyes with a hand as she snuggled into her husband's chest. He shifted beneath her, also groaning in the sunlight.
"What time is it?" She mumbled, accepting defeat and opening her eyes. Trunks moved again, turning his head this time.
"It's past eight, Kaiya'll be up soon," he muttered, rubbing his eyes as Pan rolled over onto her own pillow, clutching the silken sheet to her chest. As if on cue, the five year old bounded into their bedroom, clutching a stuffed animal under one arm as she leapt onto the bed between her parents.
"I'm hungry," she stated simply, dark tresses of hair falling into cerulean eyes as she smiled at her mother.
"Go make us some breakfast then," Trunks teased, arm over his eyes as he looked at his daughter, who punched his side playfully.
Kaiya, who seemed oblivious to her parents nakedness, and was more concerned with eating spoke up again, "You guys must be tired too," she smiled, "I saw you guys in the pool last night swimming."
Both Pan and Trunks went rigid, eyes widening as they glanced at each other.
"What kind of swimming was that anyway?" The five-year-old questioned, looking at her parents curiously.
The tension was unbearable.
A/N: Why do my endings always suck? Well, here's another hot and steamy one for you folks. Hope you enjoyed this one as much as I did. Gotta love PWPs!! ^.^
~My little OC is making an appearance also. Kaiya Briefs will be popping her head into this One Shot a few times. Those of you who don't know who the hell I'm talking about, you don't have to. She's just P/T's child, product of my imagination.
Let's get Wet, Wild, N' Rowdy!!
*Seduction By The Pool*
The heat was unbearable.
Soft, masculine hands, shielded by bronze skin held the window ledge gently as the air conditioner droned quietly next to him. Cerulean eyes gazed out the open window as the curtains billowed gently in the wake of the midnight breeze.
His naked upper body tensed slightly as his shoulders shifted his weight. His hawk-like gaze followed the sleak woman as she walked next to the pool, eyes slowly gazing down at the aqua depths which rippled in the Hawaiian breeze.
A very short, colorful, and revealing sarong was wrapped tightly around her hips and bottom as she walked slowly along the length of the pool deck. The small lights littering the garden cast a yellow tone on her sleek legs as she decided upon a cushioned lounge chair.
Her long raven hair spilled over her shoulders as her slender arms sat upon the plastic arm rests. She brushed her loose hair away from her face with her hand as her gaze turned towards the window where the young man stood. Their gazes met and she smiled seductively giving a small nod, a gesture for him to join her.
He smiled to himself, long lavender locks falling into his eyes where they refused confinement to the elastic which held them loosely behind his neck. He pushed himself away from the window, wedding band capturing the moonlight as he turned to leave the bedroom.
He exited into the hallway, dimly lit by colorful night lights. He smiled to himself, peering into the partially opened door where eggplant colored hair splayed across a white pillow. The father smiled as he left his daughter behind and ventured quietly down the hallway, swim trunks swishing together gently as he descended the stairs.
****
Pan turned her attention from the pool to the patio doors where her husband had just exited, hair tossing gently in the humid breeze. She smiled at him, watching as he closed the door quietly and descended the steps of their patio, strong hands finding their way into the pockets of his shorts as he approached, a small smile on a sexy lips.
"Can't sleep Mrs. Briefs?" He questioned, smiling as he stopped at the end of her lounger.
She smiled, "Don't play Trunks, you know it's too damn hot to sleep with your sweaty body next me," Pan grinned as Trunks frowned slightly.
"That doesn't seem to bother you when we're having sex," he retorted, frown curling into that sexy smirk she adored so much.
Pan closed her eyes, shaking her head slightly as she looked at her lap, hair spilling into her face as she did so. Trunks smiled, still amazed by the way she could look amazing after having a child, even if it had been 5 years. She was as slim as he had always remembered her, smooth skin covering nothing but muscle, flesh, and bone. He could swear that there wasn't an inch of fat on her perfect body.
"Your staring again sweetheart," Pan said quietly, flipping her hair away from her face as she looked up at him again.
"I married you so I could stare at you 24 hours a day," Trunks whispered, taking a seat on the lounger between Pan's legs where they fell over the edge.
Pan rolled her eyes, "Well that grants for divorce, where're the papers?" She questioned playfully, trying to act as if she were offended.
"You know you love it," he grinned, scooting closer to her as his fingers found their way to her smooth thigh. The muscles beneath his fingers tensed under his touch, as he gently ran them along her thigh.
"I didn't have to marry a man to have their eyes burning holes into my ass, you know that," she stated simply, teasing him verbally as he proceeded to tease her physically.
"You know your more to me than just that," Trunks breathed, now seated neatly between her legs as he draped one of them over his lap for better positioning.
"I know," Pan smiled, "You spoil me rotten and I love you for it," she breathed, his lips now inches away from her own. His reply was a soft kiss on her lips as his fingers slid to the inside of her thigh where he knew she was sensitive to his touch.
She squirmed in response before deepening their kiss, grasping the back of his neck with one hand as she leaned back on the lounger, pulling her husband with her. Trunks simply followed her lead, changing his position to lay between Pan's legs as he supported his weight above her.
Pan sighed into their kiss as their tongues rolled together innocently, exploring territory that was all too familiar. She felt Trunks' weight press against her body as his hands went to better use, gently caressing her ticklish sides lightly. In return, she wrapped one leg around his thigh, rubbing gently as a small moan escaped her lips.
She released his lips from her own, closing her eyes as she attempted to control her body heat. God it was hot outside! She felt his lips against her throat, seemingly cool against her burning flesh.
"Trunks?" Pan questioned quietly. His only reply was his tongue against her throat. She smiled despite the unbearable heat between them, before gently placing her hands on Trunks' chest as a hint she wanted him to stop.
"What is it?" He questioned against her neck, before moving to look at her, eyes filled with a look of want she had seen so many times before.
Pan shook her head, smiling gently as she took a deep breath, "It's way too hot for your games right now," she whispered, noting the dampness of his chest against her own, and how his brow was shining with a thin sheen of sweat.
The lavender haired adult put on a smile of his own as his lover frowned curiously, "What are you planning Trunks?" Pan questioned carefully, knowing her husbands mind was capable of conjuring up some wild ideas.
"Nothing," he stated simply before scooping her up in his arms as if she weighed little more than a leaf. Pan giggled as Trunks held her buttocks with one arm as he undid the thin material sarong around her slim waist. His eyes danced with mischief as he held her gaze and the thin material was removed from her hips.
"I didn't come out here for nothing Panny," Trunks chimed, now holding her against his hips with both hands as her legs encircled his waist, "Mother Nature has been a pain in the ass lately, since you seem so uncomfortable having sex when it's so hot out," he grinned as Pan stared at him curiously, "I suppose I'll just have to outwit Mother Nature if I want to get anything tonight."
Pan was about to open her mouth to speak when she was suddenly engulfed by cool, chlorine scented liquid. The pool. Pan surfaced, forcing her wet hair out of her face as she scanned the pool side for any sign of Trunks. A gentle tug on the waist of her bikini was enough to make Pan realize the basis of her husband's plan.
Trunks surfaced behind Pan, smile on his face as she turned to look at him. Both were treading water as they shared a gaze and Trunks' fingers held her hips gently, smiling playfully as his wet hair clung to his neck and cheeks.
Pan smiled back, reaching out to brush the hair away from his face, "Is Kaiya asleep?" She questioned, floating closer to him.
"Like a log," Trunks whispered, before his lips were on her own again and her hips were pressed tightly against his own. He felt her pressing against him, which he took as a sign to tread backwards. He did so, his back meeting the cool tile of the pool wall in a few moments, as their tongues continued to ravage each other.
Trunks felt one of Pan's hands move from his neck to grip the edge of the pool, as the other slid beneath the waters surface, tracing down his chest to the waist of his shorts. Her fingers gently tugged the tie on his shorts as she released his mouth and smirked down at him. Trunks found himself smiling back as his shorts slackened against his hips and her hand snaked into his shorts.
His head fell back against the edge of the pool as Pan's hand massaged along the length of his semi-hard manhood. His eyes slid closed as she squeezed him roughly, a small moan surpassing his lips as her hand began to pump him slowly and gently.
Pan smirked down upon her helpless husband as he winced and squirmed in his state of pleasure. She loved having control over him like this, enjoying the way he became so vulnerable under her touch. Her rhythm increased, and so did her grip as Trunks jerked against her, his erection beginning to throb against her hand as his hips thrust forward in hopes of release.
He shuddered once, releasing a long moan. Pan took that as her cue to stop. She released him, his hips immediately arching forward in disappointment. She removed her hand from his shorts, easily sliding them from his body and allowing them to float away freely.
Trunks opened his eyes when he was able to think again. His breathing was labored as he gripped his lover's hips. It took him a moment to realize he was naked, with Pan smirking down at him as his erection pressed against her smooth thigh. He had been expecting this, a denial of the release his body so greatly deserved. God he hated how she teased him when they had gone a period of time without sex.
He decided at that moment that her smirk had to go, not to mention her bikini. He leaned forward, roughly closing his mouth over her own. She welcomed his roughness, returning it with equal force. He spun them around so Pan was now sandwiched between the wall and his body.
Trunks allowed one hand to grip the edge of the pool as the other slid along her side, snaking behind her back as she fidgeted against his teasing touch. His fingers soon met the first tie of her bikini, which he undid as easily as she had done with his shorts. His fingers then slid the rest of the way up her back, coming to rest at the tied strings which sat around her neck. They became forgotten as well, as Trunks slid the material from her body, allowing it to float away without a second thought.
The hand which had untied her bikini, now shifted downward. Her mouth released his own and her head tilted back against the pool's edge as Trunks' hand found the swell of her breast, tracing downward to greet her exceptionally hard nipple. It was Trunks' turn to smirk as an almost inaudible moan escaped Pan's lips. He alternated between massaging her breast and pinching her nipple as she squirmed against him, helpless to stop his torture.
Trunks found his erection was now painful as it rubbed against the material of her bikini bottoms. The sensation was erotic to Trunks, the feeling of the wet and slick material against his throbbing manhood sent waves of white hot pleasure to Trunks brain. He released her breast, a cry of frustration passing his lover's lips as her brow furrowed in annoyance. His hand slid downward, slowly tracing her skin, past her navel and greeting the waistband of her bikini bottoms.
He gripped the clingy material at her front, jerking them skillfully from her hips and releasing them. Trunks pressed his body against her, momentarily closing his eyes as his erection grazed the heat of her entrance, obvious even in the cool water. His eyes opened again as he felt Pan's forehead press against his own.
His gaze met her own, eyes glazed over in pleasure. Trunks smiled weakly, almost unable to control himself, the feeling of her body pressed against his own was enough to make him loose all thought.
His hand snaked back between her legs, causing his lover's head to fall back with a moan. He slid his fingers along her opening as Pan's hips thrust forward, causing one of his digits to slide into her. She moaned her approval, seeking pleasure from the engulfed fingers as her hips shamelessly drove against his hand. Trunks grinned blindly, inserting another digit as Pan's moans brought Trunks' arousal to new levels.
"Trunks please," she managed to whimper, her body now straining towards an orgasm that seemed to far off. Trunks kissed her gently, silencing her moans as they reverberated through his mouth. He knew his teasing was far more effective than her own, since he had more to work with than she did. But the clenching muscles around his fingers were as a much a tease to him as they were to her.
"Can't this wait?" She begged, releasing his lips, her labored breath was like fire against his cheek, and her voice laced with erotic pleasure was too much for him handle. He easily removed his fingers from her slick entrance, pushing her hips back against the wall before swiftly sheathing himself in her.
Both lovers released a moan simultaneously as Trunks gripped the pool's edge and Pan gripped Trunks' shoulders, encircling his hips with her legs.
"God, hurry up!" Pan whined, no longer able to contain her lust as she pulled him closer to her. Trunks winced against her shoulder as she clenched around his erection. He knew this wasn't going to take long, it had been more than a week since they had had a release, and for the rowdy couple they were, that was far too long.
Trunks began his thrusts slowly, the pace painfully slow for Pan, who thrust forward quickly, "Control yourself, would you?" Trunks growled, wincing as she clenched around him again.
"Oh well pardon me," She retorted, hips thrusting forwards again as she smirked at his reaction. Trunks pressed her roughly against the pool wall, one hand leaving the pool's edge to hold her hip in place.
This time she allowed him control as he set a pace which was more to her liking. She met his long but quick thrusts evenly, as the water around them lapped gently at the pool's tiled edges. His thrusts became shorter and harder as their breathing became rapid and ragged. Her body was gripping him like a vice as he struggled to control his hormones, wanting this erotic moment to last as long as possible. But Pan's ideas were the exact opposite.
Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave as she cried out against her husband's neck. Trunks released a grunt of frustration as she clenched hard around him, body shuddering. Trunks was relentless though, eagerly riding out the waves of her orgasm as it drained her body.
With one last, quick thrust, Trunks's release came as Pan's body helped him along, milking him for all he was worth. Trunks released the pool's edge, sinking into the water with a sigh as Pan's breath burned hot against his neck.
"Oh God," she murmured, head falling back against the wall of the pool. Trunks laughed slightly, kissing her throat as he slid out of her. She gave a slight moan as he did so, which gave her husband new ambition. Pan noticed this as he pressed against her again.
"Bedroom," was the only the thing she muttered before Trunks had kissed her, already dragging them out of the pool.
*****
Pan groaned lightly as the bright sun stung at her eyelids, torturing the young woman into awakening. She merely shielded her eyes with a hand as she snuggled into her husband's chest. He shifted beneath her, also groaning in the sunlight.
"What time is it?" She mumbled, accepting defeat and opening her eyes. Trunks moved again, turning his head this time.
"It's past eight, Kaiya'll be up soon," he muttered, rubbing his eyes as Pan rolled over onto her own pillow, clutching the silken sheet to her chest. As if on cue, the five year old bounded into their bedroom, clutching a stuffed animal under one arm as she leapt onto the bed between her parents.
"I'm hungry," she stated simply, dark tresses of hair falling into cerulean eyes as she smiled at her mother.
"Go make us some breakfast then," Trunks teased, arm over his eyes as he looked at his daughter, who punched his side playfully.
Kaiya, who seemed oblivious to her parents nakedness, and was more concerned with eating spoke up again, "You guys must be tired too," she smiled, "I saw you guys in the pool last night swimming."
Both Pan and Trunks went rigid, eyes widening as they glanced at each other.
"What kind of swimming was that anyway?" The five-year-old questioned, looking at her parents curiously.
The tension was unbearable.
A/N: Why do my endings always suck? Well, here's another hot and steamy one for you folks. Hope you enjoyed this one as much as I did. Gotta love PWPs!! ^.^