Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Sweet Child O' Mine ❯ Sweet Child O' Mine ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ and its characters or Guns and Roses lyrics…wish I did, but sadly don't.

A/N: I want to warn you that this is a lemon and it is also my first lemon, so please be nice. I think it's fairly good. I'm welcoming suggestions if you have any, but no flames please. :P

Sunlight filtered threw the blinds of Trunks' bedroom, casting a yellow glow across the bed, embracing the two young lovers. Trunks sparkling, baby blue eyes fluttered open threw dark lashes. His eyes still thick with sleep, drifted closed again then opened slightly as the beauty within his arms stirred. He smirked, looking down on her angelic face as she cuddled closer. Trunks smirked, brushing a few strands of baby blonde hair from her face as she continued to dream on. His eyes wandered over to the alarm clock which read, 10:21 am. He smirked as pride filled his heart...there was a reason why the two were sleeping so late.

She'd been awake for quite some time, yet her eyes didn't feel like shining upon the world just yet. Casting a golden pool of blonde tresses to spread across the pillow, which soon tickled her nose. Luckily Trunks brushed the few strands away, giving her the hint that he was awake. Slowly, trying to pretend she was just waking, her dark lashes fluttered open to challenge his own set of azure orbs. Trunks smirked his father's trademark smirk down to his lover. Marron's eyes sparkled a deep sapphire as a warm, innocent smile crept across her lips.

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She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories

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As if she were a kitten, she curled closer to his open chest, nuzzling his cologne scented neck. Trunks curled bronze arms around her small frame and kissed the top of her head with so much affection his father would have been disgraced. Trunks didn't care now though, no. They'd hidden their secret affair for far too long now. Why should he be ashamed of such a beauty as her? Long, flowing light blonde hair with the brightest, bluest eyes he'd ever seen? Even Goten had told Trunks when they were littler that Marron was one of the prettiest girls he knew, if not the prettiest. Back then Trunks thought Goten was being his normal goofy self. Back then girls had cooties and training was his main goal in life...what a change of heart, now she, a girl...no a woman, definitely a woman, was his world.

Marron breathed in Trunks musky scent. Who'd have ever thought she'd be with one of her best friends, curled in a warm embrace? This was the most wonderful thing to happen to her. He appeared to be perfect as the sun made his bronze skin glow, her hands instinctively caressing his chest in a loving manor. Her heart swelled at the thought that he was hers and no other woman would ever know the sweet feeling of his soft, marbled skin. Beautifully toned muscles sat right beneath the velvet of his skin. Her eyes trailed from his chest to his throat, up to his lips that drove her crazy, to his beautiful eyes that caused her to become weak in the knees to his brow which was often furrowed in a frown of concentration, even when they were making love. As if he wanted everything to be perfect, like she was his world and he'd do anything to please her, both sexually and emotionally.

Her shy and innocent caresses were the ones that sent him mad with desire for this stunning siren in his arms. She'd never know his secret admirations for her, which he wished he could voice, yet his pride won over. All he could do was tell her he loved her, and he'd done that several times before, especially during their passion filled nights. He loved everything about her, her gentle, kind heart, her independence, then again, he loved her dependence on him, letting him know that she needed him. That wasn't all, her gentle gazes only for him. He was, and he knew that he was the only man to see her writhing in desire as she reached her point of pleasure. He knew he'd better stop or he'd take her again.

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Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky

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Marron stepped out into the hazy, fogged city as night began to descend upon West City. She glanced around, searching for her car. Where had she parked it? She scratched the back of her neck, imitating her father's nervous gesture. There was a slight touch to her elbow and she jerked to find a co-worker. Her friend smiled warmly, brown eyes dancing in the streetlights. "Hey, you okay?" asked the brunette. Marron smiled a warm grin. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just can't remember where I parked my car. Did you see this morning, Carol?" she asked, digging in her purse for the keys she couldn't find. Carol laughed a hearty laugh. "Marron! That hunk of a boyfriend dropped you off this morning, remember?" she replied, giggling a bit. Marron slapped her forehead. "Oh Kami, your right! Do you have a cell phone? I left mine at home," she muttered, yet as the words left her lips a red convertible pulled up with the man she'd been daydreaming about all day. Carol giggled, "Hey Trunks!" Trunks smirked and gave a slight nod. "See ya, Carol," muttered Marron as she climbed in. "Bye guys," called the bubbly brunette before climbing into her own air car. Marron turned to Trunks and frowned, "What?" Trunks smirked as she looked at him. "Nothing," he replied, leaning forward and kissing her lips softly. Marron smiled against his lips, "Missed you too."

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Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that
special place

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Marron threw her hair up quickly in a bun and pulled on her pajama pants and a tank top. "Trunks? Did ya get the movie?" she called from the kitchen as she pulled out a bag of popcorn. Trunks grunted from the living room. "Do we hafta watch this, Mar?" he asked irritably. Marron snuggled up to him, wiggling her backside seductively against his center, eliciting a dry groan from the demi-Saiyans throat. "Uh huh," she giggled as she popped a few pieces of buttery popcorn into her mouth. Trunks grabbed her hips and held her still as she continued to "wiggle" against him. "Stop...Marron...please," he moaned as she turned to him and kissed his lips. She abruptly stopped and scooted to the other side of the sofa and shrugged, "Whatever you say." She turned to him, amusement hinting mischief played against the blue glow of the TV and her now icy blue eyes. Trunks smirked, raising a lavender eyebrow at the sight.

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And if I stared too long
I'd probably break down and cry

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Trunks went forward yet she held up a dainty foot with purple toenails. "Nope, you told me to stop, mister. Don't want to be a hypocrite to you?" she mused, keeping her face straight as she knew the man before her could easily take her at his will. Her other foot slid up his inner thigh and began to caress his growing arousal. Between gritted teeth he growled, "Marron, I'm serious. You better stop." Marron shrugged as her feet dropped, pulling her legs to her chest and popping more popcorn into her mouth. She shrugged, "Alright, wanna be that way?" Trunks leaned back into his side and shrugged casually as the previews went by. Marron turned to him and he glanced at her, she stuck out her tongue childishly. Trunks leaned forward and grabbed her tongue. "Ahh!" she squealed as he gently held her. He brought his lips to hers and replaced his fingers with his own tongue. Marron leaned forward, sighing softly against him. As she wrapped her arms around his neck that she'd clung to so many times before, he backed away. Marron let out a little, disappointed grunt. She glared at him and leaned on her armrest, playing with strands of golden rod.

The movie went on, and the two continued to tease one another. Marron had continued to casually scoot closer to Trunks. She'd get up for a soda and come back and sit a few inches closer to him, pretending not to notice his sly grin as she suddenly became involved in the movie.

"Wanna sip?" she asked sweetly, holding the Pepsi out to him. Trunks smirked, "Yeah, thanks." As he reached for it she pulled back. "Then go get one yourself," she replied curtly. Trunks glared, "Girl, you're making my patience run thin." Marron's left brow perked. "You know, change girl to woman and you sound just like your father?" she smirked. Trunks growled and leaned forward, kissing her seductively. He backed away for air and breathed against her ruby lips, "Don't talk about my dad right now." Marron giggled as she kissed him lightly once again before falling back. A certain music played and Marron shushed him, "Shut up, this is my favorite part!" Trunks rolled his eyes as Reese Witherspoon road up on the escalator to find a rather handsome Ryan Philippe awaiting her at the top. "Isn't that romantic?" purred Marron, watching the couple embrace. Trunks rolled his eyes. "You could see that coming, Marron. Give me a break," he muttered. Marron smirked and leaned her head on his shoulder. Her hand drifted down to his inner thigh where his now relaxed member awoke. "Somebody's grumpy...as for somebody else their wide awake," she giggled, stroking him threw his jeans. Trunks closed his eyes softly as she began to kiss his lips, moving her way down his jaw line, darting her tongue out occasionally to taste his sweet skin. Marron moved around to lick his earlobe and nibble slightly on it. Trunks growled in his throat.

Marron smirked against his smooth skin as he began to loose their game. She kissed down his neck softly, relishing in the feel of his pulse underneath her tongue. She moved back up to his lips, lacing her thin fingers within his soft locks of lavender, leading him in a passion filled kiss, letting his tongue fence with her own. Marron straddled his hips, pressing her center against his own growing member. Usually Trunks was the one to start their little "games" but tonight Marron had felt a need to take over and Trunks was having quite a difficulty in stopping her. Her shyness had diminished over the past few months towards him about her sexuality. Now she felt no shame, she felt that he knew what she wanted. He knew what she needed and she knew him as well. She'd never really done this before, but something made her want to please him, thank him for all the times he had her.

Trunks sat up, letting Marron tug at his T-shirt insistently. She giggled against his lips. As she tossed his crimson clothing to the side her hunger grew at the mere sight of his body before her. She pressed herself against him even more as he groaned against her. She smirked and bit his bottom lip gently, urging him to take her lips, yet as he did, she backed away, teasing him further more. Marron grinned and repeated this. Trunks opened his eyes, fire of passion behind them. "You play with fire," he whispered. Marron smirked, "Yeah, so? What are ya gonna do about it?" Trunks flipped her so she was lying beneath him, but she brought her hands up to stop him. "Nope...tonight it's my turn," she whispered breathily. Trunks grew more aroused by her tone and even more by her actions.

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Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine
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Marron gently pushed Trunks back onto his back as he lay on the couch. Marron straddled his hips once more, kissing and nibbling at the sensitive flesh behind his ear. Trunks busied himself by tasting her salty, soft neck, her strong pulse beat against his tongue as her hands tried to unbutton his jeans, yet her aim was a bit low as she seemed to be grabbing and caressing more than trying to undo his jeans. Trunks lifted her up a moment and did the job himself, throwing the jeans to the side. Marron smirked down to him, her eyes shining with lust.

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She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain

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Marron kissed his lips softly, her tongue grazing his bottom lip, asking silently for permission. Trunks opened slightly, letting himself taste her sweet nectar that was only her. Her hands grazed across his tight, marbled stomach, following the light hair from the bottom of his navel to the band of his boxers, running her fingers over them. She continued to kiss him feverently as he began to work her tank top off her, letting her breast fall freely for his view. Marron went back to his neck, kissing the chords of his throat, tasting the perspiration that had begun to come threw as she tried his patience for her touches. Trunks, meanwhile, pulled her cotton pants off her slender hips, across her soft cheeks. Marron rose up and kicked them off and pulled off her own underwear, giving her lover a full view of her entire beauty. Trunks groaned as she leaned onto his chest, her tongue circling a dark nipple, giggling as he groaned. She nipped it slightly before the opposite nipple received the same treatment.

"You're losing," she mused as she moved down his stomach and pulled his boxers off. Trunks groaned as his erection breathed, free from restraint. "Everybody's gotta loose...once in awhile," he breathed huskily. Marron giggled as she licked his tip, tasting the clear, salty liquid. "Marron," he growled, more with frustration. She giggled again before taking him fully, well as fully as she could take him. Trunks groaned at the sensation she was giving him.

She was obviously not experienced, more creative and getting better at the second. Trunks wasn't complaining though. He'd been with several girls before Marron and none, not one could get him to whimper like a puppy as he did know, propping up on his elbows. He gazed down at her as she worked his member with her sweet, hot little mouth. His hands found her soft, silky hair and ran his fingers threw it, then his eyes drew back as his eyes closed as his peak was so close.

Marron ran her hands up his inner thigh, across his toned stomach to his chest, smiling up at him threw blue eyes. Trunks looked down at her threw half lidded eyes. "Would you beg if I asked you to?" she asked quietly, almost innocently. She rubbed her chin across his lower stomach. Trunks groaned, "I'd jump off the end of the earth if you asked me, baby."

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I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain

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Marron giggled as he leaned forward and cupped her cheek with his hand. "I love you," he whispered slightly. Marron smiled to him innocently, before pushing him back. "You ready?" she asked quietly. Trunks nodded, "Yes." She took him fully in the mouth causing him to moan out her name in a dry moan before coming.

Marron drank up every last drop of the bittersweet honey he gave her. She came up to him and kissed him fully on the mouth, letting him taste himself inside her mouth. Marron pressed herself fully against his chest, almost rubbing against him as he trailed kisses down her throat, across her collarbone, causing her to rub against his thigh. "Easy little one," he muttered as he chuckled against her throat. Marron groaned, "Bite me." Trunks shrugged and sunk his teeth into her throat. Marron yelped, yet soon the pain faded into a weird sort of pleasure. "Don't stop," she whispered softly. Trunks grunted and went lower and captured a rosy nipple in his mouth, bringing the nipple to perk in attention. Marron cradled his head within her slender arms as he traveled further south, dipping his tongue into her navel as she bucked against him.

Reaching her blonde curls, Trunks breathed in her warm scent. She was, and had been, ready for him. Dipping his tongue around her velvety lips, tasting her flowing nectar. He nipped at her clit softly, before sucking lightly as he dipped two fingers inside her. Marron bucked up, her breaths becoming more ragid and sharp. Going together, he thrust his fingers inside her at the same time sucking her clit, causing her to writhe, bucking off the couch against his mouth.

His sweet torture on her lower half was killing her softly as she moaned out his name. Musically the words hit his ears. Marron felt herself coming close to release as he backed away. She whimpered softly, her eyes seemed to be pleading with him to please her. Trunks smirked, "Ask nicely." Marron glared at him. Trunks kissed her lips yet she didn't respond. Trunks backed away, "So we're going to be a brat, then?" He teased her clit softly by gently rubbing it with his fingers. As Marron began to groan when he stopped. "Ask nicely, little girl," he whispered in her ear. "Trunks," she cried out, digging her nail into his shoulders as he inserted the tip of himself into her. Her walls welcomed him, pulling at him as he pulled back out. Marron growled at him threw teary eyes. 'Poor thing,' he thought to himself as she began to rub herself against his lower body, causing him to moan in sync with her. Trunks held her hips down almost painfully. "Beg," he growled, nipping at her throat softly, passion burning in him. Marron let out a shuddering sigh. She arched against him as he bit her once again, lapping up the fresh wound.

"Take me, Trunks. I need you...fill me...fuck me," she breathed as he kissed her wound affectionately. Trunks growled and thrust inside her fully causing her to cry out as she spiraled off. Trunks held to her as her walls held him tightly. He wanted to release so badly, yet he waited, wanting to draw this out. Marron began to calm as he started slow, steady pace. Marron wrapped her legs around his waist, giving him more access which he greedily took. Trunks slowed a bit to kiss her. Marron breathed against his lips, "Don't stop!" Trunks smirked against her lips, swollen from kissing so much. He placed his head in the crook of her neck, breathing in her sweet tresses which were damp from their activities. Marron cried out as she came so close, Trunks holding her close to him.

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Her hair reminds me
of a warm safe place

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Marron hands drifted over his masculine back shyly, following his spine as he thrust into her more fervently than before, their need growing for one another by each thrust. She found the small circle where his tail had once been and caressed it softly. Trunk shuddered above her and she continued to rub his sweet spot before he grabbed her hands. "You...better...quit...or...I'm going to...come," he growled between barred teeth, sweat running across his nose and splashing onto Marron's lips. She licked her lips, and held in him in an embrace. "Whatever you want," she whispered. Trunks nipped her ear lobe. "What I want? Stop...I don't want to hurt you," he whispered huskily. Marron nodded and kissed his moist temple. The simple act of affection caused him more need to pleasure her and he began a steady, strong pace, causing her to arch her back, crying his name softly. "Tru...nks! Tru...nks!" she cried out in sync with each thrust.

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Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by

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Marron held him tightly to her as she felt herself begin to build up again. She whimpered slightly beneath him, gripping his back and digging her nails into his back. "Say...you...love me," she whispered in his ear. Trunks grunted a bit and whispered, "I love you...Marron, with all...all my being." Marron cried out loudly as she trembled as she came.

Her soft walls held him tightly and he spiraled after, crying out his pleasure in one loud roar.

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Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine

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Marron held him to her, both panting as they tried to regain composure. Again she kissed his temple, now cold and damp. Trunks lay on her chest and leaned up on his elbows to kiss her softly on her lips. "I love you," she whispered, smiling down with so much adoration for him he thought he may die from over load.

"I love you," he whispered back before grabbing the cover which hung over the side of the couch and draped it over them. Marron kissed the top of his head sweetly as he drifted off to sleep. Circling lazy ovals across his back as he dreamt on she looked down upon him, smiling sweetly. She felt a bit of curiosity rise over her and her hand traveled down his spine to his spot. She checked to see if he was indeed asleep, before she pressed it lightly. He groaned a bit, thrusting up as he was still inside her. Marron felt him grow inside her, even in his sleep. "Saiyans," she muttered quietly before stroking his spot again. He thrust up again, more urgent this time. Marron gasped. Trunks muttered something before sitting up. "You are going to keep satisfied, aren't you?" he asked sleepily, lust behind his drowsiness. Marron smirked, "I'll never be satisfied of you." Trunks growled in his throat. He thrust almost painfully up into her, causing her to cry out. "Wanna bet?" he mused. Marron growled and pulled him to her as he began again. "Damn I love you, woman," he breathed. Marron kissed his cheek softly, moaning out.

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Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o' mine

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