Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Trina ❯ Bedroom Activities (LEMON) ( Chapter 10 )

Chapter Ten: Bedroom Activities (LEMON)

 

 

 

Trunks pinned Trina's hands above her head, leaving the woman immobile to his touches. He seized her mouth in a passionate kiss, his tongue demanding entrance which she gladly gave. They battled for dominance, neither willing to give in. Breaking away, he gently nibbled his way to an earlobe, softly suckling it into his mouth causing her to moan in pleasure. Grinning slyly, he gave it a soft nip before continuing his quest down her body.

 

“T-Trunks, what is with you a-all of a sudden,” she whispered out raggedly, barely able to keep a sane thought in her head because of the pleasure racking her body. Refraining from a response, Trunks licked a trail to her collarbone around to the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Drawing the skin into his mouth, he suckled until he left a light bruise, marking her as his. His free hand traveled down her body to roughly cup her breast, causing the woman beneath him to gasp in surprise. He roughly ran his thumb over her nipple, causing the peak to harden to an almost painful point.

 

Releasing her hands, he sat back on his knees before grabbing her top and ripping it from her body. Because the shirt had been so tight, there hadn't been any need for a bra which left Trina completely exposed to his lustful gaze. Suddenly self conscious, she went to cover herself when his hands on her wrists stopped her. Looking into his eyes, she let her hands fall back to her sides as he dipped his head down toward her chest, drawing a nipple into his mouth. Moaning in rapture, she fisted her hands into his hair, pulling the ponytail out and freeing his locks to lightly brush against her body.

 

Trunks continued to suckle her breast, much as a hungry newborn would before he nipped it hard, leaving red indentions from his fangs. She arched her body sharply, the unexpected, yet pleasurable pain leaving her breathless. He gently laved her nipple, soothing the skin from his previous actions before moving to her unoccupied breast. One of his hands lightly grazed over her stomach before dropping to her womanhood, cupping her hard through her pants, making her moan from the combined sensations. His other hand joined him in unbuttoning her pants and yanking them, along with her panties, from her frame leaving her in nothing but her high heels.

 

As he left her breast to continue his descent, she stopped him, roughly yanking on his hair to get his attention. Looking at her curiously, he was pushed to his feet while the woman kneeled on the bed in front of him. Trina grabbed the hem of his shirt before sweeping it up his chest and over his head, telling him without words that he was overdressed. Her hands quickly tossed the garment to the side as they moved to the fly of his jeans. She roughly yanked the zipper down before sliding them over his narrow hips, exposing his jutting manhood to her gaze. Wide eyed, she silently wondered how something so big was supposed to fit inside her.

 

Smiling seductively, Trunks pushed her back against the bed before laying his body over hers once more. He took her mouth in a bruising kiss, a hand fisted in her silky hair while the other skimmed down before stopping at her opening. Gently, he inserted a finger, thrusting into her tight warmth and causing the woman below him to buck and moan against his hand and mouth. He inserted another finger, increasing his thrusts and getting mewls from Trina. He could feel her climax coming and again sped up his thrusts before her inner walls clamped down upon him, coating his fingers in liquid honey. He looked into her heavy lidded eyes as he brought his fingers to his mouth, licking her sweet flavor from his digits before taking her in a passionate kiss once again. She could taste herself and she silently wondered if he would taste as good.

 

She felt him lean away from her before dragging her to the end of the bed. He positioned his manhood at her entrance before slowly starting to enter her tight passage before stopping at her barrier. He looked into her eyes, silently telling her to relax. Seeing the understanding in her eyes and feeling her body become boneless, he quickly buried himself to the hilt. Tensing, tears began to leak from Trina's eyes, the pain racking her small frame. Trunks knelt over her, whispering sentiments in her ear and kissing her until he felt her relax again.

 

Pulling back, he grabbed her hips, her legs wrapping around his waist, her high heels softly digging into his back, as he began to slowly thrust in and out of her body. Soon the pain began to be replaced with unimaginable pleasure, causing her to thrust against him. She could feel it building within her body, all thoughts centered on the place where their bodies were joined.

 

“H-Harder, Trunks. Please,” she panted, sweat coating her body in a fine film. Trunks gripped her hips before slamming himself into her body. He could feel his release coming and knew she wasn't far behind. He watched the play of emotions across her face and her breasts bounced with each powerful thrust. He had never seen a more erotic sight. Leaning over her body, he increased his speed, using his Saiyan abilities until she could no longer keep up and merely enjoyed the ride.

 

He balanced himself on the elbow beside her head, his hand fisting in her hair while the other still gripped her hip. He crushed his mouth to hers, thrusting his tongue into her moist cavern, mimicking what he was doing to her body. He felt her walls clamp down on his manhood and released her mouth to hear her scream his name. He came soon after, growling softly before biting down on her neck. Still lost in the throws of her orgasm, she didn't feel the pain, only the tingling sensation as he gently licked the blood away from her wound.

 

Easing away from her body, he slowly pulled out of her warmth. Her legs fell away from his waist and he noticed her high heels still on her feet. Kneeling, he made quick work of them before rising and gently drawing her body toward his own. He crawled in the bed, laying his woman on top of his chest, drawing the blankets around their sweat soaked forms. He heard her heart beat slow, the sounds of her even breathing indicating she was asleep. Running his hands gently through her hair, he looked at the sleeping angel atop him. He wasn't exactly sure how he'd waited this long, but now that she was his, he was never letting her go. They would have quite a bit to talk about tomorrow. He allowed his body to relax, sleep finally claiming him as well.

 

Bra entered her apartment, forgoing the lights. Being half Saiyan, she could see perfectly well in the dark. She threw her keys onto the kitchen table before opening the fridge and taking out a can of soda. Her mind drifted back to the club. She had been tempted to go with Goten, but she couldn't risk being hurt again. She wasn't going to be just some one night stand. If he really wanted to be with her, then he would end it with Paris. She only hoped that she hadn't made a mistake letting him go tonight.

 

She wandered into the living room, plopping onto the couch and turning on the TV. A news program came on, and Trunks was the top story. They were speculating on what lucky woman would snag the heart of the world's most eligible bachelor. Well, if Trina has anything to say about it, she'll be wearing his wedding ring soon, she thought smugly. She didn't know what she would have done if that girl hadn't showed up. Veronica as a sister-in-law was a nightmare. She would have probably killed the woman and not have been the least bit sorry. Sighing, she turned the TV off before heading to her bedroom.

 

Undressing quietly, she slipped into a black silk nightie. Feeling the cool silk caress her still flushed skin, she groaned with pleasure. If only Goten were here she'd be able to put out the blazing inferno within her. Crawling into bed, she settled into the blankets, thoughts of her love running through her head as sleep claimed her body. She never noticed the pair of dark brown, lust filled eyes gazing at her hungrily. Soon, Bra, you will be mine, he thought, flying away into the night to wait for his soon to be ex-girlfriend to get back, a sly smile on his face.