Disclaimer: I don't own any part of DBZ,etc.
Author's NoteZ: this story is totally unrelated to any of the others I have previously written. It stands on its own with no sequels,etc.
WARNING: NC-17 story! Lemony/hentaish at the beginning then cutsey fluff I guess...yadda,yadda, yadda. If ya don't like such stuff, then please don't bother to read! Nuff said.
His strong, capable hands coursed every path my body unveiled to him and massaged it into submission then serenity. What was he doing? How was he doing it? What am I feeling!? Oh Kame, let this go on forever! He emitted soft primal grunts and growls as he nuzzled my neck and nibbled on my ear. His tongue navigated my bosom and his lips suckled at their centers before returning again to my neck. Below the horizon his manhood delved into my depths pulsing like the surge of waves upon a beach.
I could feel him within me, probing my depths and linking our souls. When he said 'take it to the next level' I thought he was talking about helping me become a super saiyan. Oh Kame! I never thought he meant something I'd find more wonderful than that! My hands raked along his muscular back and downward onto his firm behind before making the roundtrip to his back again. My fingernails dug into his soft flesh and soon I could smell the faint scent of blood. I placed a finger into my mouth and tasted the tingy flavor of his blood...saiyan blood.
I moved my hands through his hair and laced my fingers through his soft, silky strands. He may not train regularly, but he sure trains and cares enough to keep his body firm and healthy! His adept, nimble hands and fingers toyed with my bosom and massaged my abdominal muscles. And all the while, his manhood did the same within me. The guy was definitely one heck of a multitasker! How could he keep track of all the different things he was doing to me and know exactly how I'd react to them? Every time he plunged into my depths, he sent me to a heightened state of pleasure. Where was he taking me? Could I hold on? This flight was first class all the way and he wasn't about to serve me peanuts. Champangne and caviar were obviously more like it. Why would I expect anything less? He's a class above most anyway. Nothing but the best for the son of the crowned royal prince of saiyans. And he was treating me like his queen. I never thought in my life I would be treated with so much care, honor, and respect. These adventures in rapture were proving his love to me and it didn't seem to matter if I returned the favor.
He altered his position ever so slightly so he could send a hand downward. It raked across my womanhood and collected some of my juices. He brought it forward to his mouth and lapped the sweet nectar, his deep blue eyes watching my reaction with intense curiousity. I grinned sheepishly. Satisfied, his lips slowly gave way to a gentle grin as well as he returned his attentions back to my body. His fingers were entwined in my dark locks now as he worked the back of my neck with his toungue. It sent shivers surging up and down my spine, but the combination of them alongside the warm,soothing pleasure in my nether region sent my body and soul to higher heights.
Suddenly his casual tempo changed and his soft grunts were becoming louder, drawn out growls. I could feel his heart racing in the blood pumping through the veins in his neck. He wouldn't maintain control for much longer. As his body succumbed to nature's duty so did my own. Warmth surged and enveloped my body and mind as my muscles felt a massive relaxing pleasure grasp and caress them. Surges of rapture enveloped my soul as well as my body as it raced through my veins. Moments later I could feel another warmth when his seed spilled forth within me and he let out one final grunting gasp as his muscles tensed and locked then immediately relaxed once again. He slumped beside me, pulling me into his strong arms and kept me in a comforting hug throughout the night. I felt as safe as a baby in its mother's arms and my dreams will filled with happiness and contentment.
The next morning I awoke to emptiness. Turning abruptly to face where he had been lying I began to wonder if it was all a dream. The single red rose laying on the pillow where his head once was proved otherwise. A little note, disguised as a little paper swan sat just beside it. Opening the swan, the note read:
Oh great, now Trunks is discovering riddles. Doesn't he realize the Son brain doesn't work that quickly in the morning? Not even my dad Gohan can think fast without giving a few hours in the morning a chance to slip by. City boy...always moving faster than time I guess. Well, he forgot to tell me if I should get dressed or not? Guess that's assumed knowledge. Heheh, I'll get him for this little game. The flight was refreshing in the cool but warming morning air. I watched a flock of geese fly by...okay south...that's easy enough. What a coincidence I'd just happen to find a flock of geese? Maybe Trunks was aware of the migration though. I fly on and ponder the metallic bird thing. Rising and descending...hmm...got it! Airport. To my left is the Western Capital City main airport. Ooooh...he's good. Okay now what was it? Oh yeah...count to fifty...so I do. Upon fifty I descend and land and look around. I've landed in a posh business district with aromas all around me. He wants me to eat again? Am I too thin or something? I try to find any sort of hint for my next course of action. Suddenly a clip clop sound arrives on the street right in front of me. It's a man with a horse and buggy. He askes me if I am Pan Son and this immediately tips me off. Trunks must be orchestrating this even while at work! I hop aboard and allow the driver to take me to whatever destination Trunks has in store for me now. We travel on into the morning as I enjoy the slow romp through this portion of Trunks' city. I've never seen this sector up close before. Guess he knew that. We arrive at the shoreline where the driver gives me a business card...it's a Capsule Corp business card. He leaves and tells me the next leg of my journey is on the back of it so I flip it over...
Seek out the yacht that bears the name of how you were last night.
HUH!? How I was last night? I stroll along the pier reading the names of the various boats and yachts docked there hoping to find some clue. Suddenly a large, hydrofoil yacht catches my eye. I read its name...Erotic Miss. Hmm, okay, that HAS to be the one. It also sports a Capsule Corp logo upon it with what appears to be the royal saiyan crest beside it. No doubt this is one of the Briefs family assets or one of Trunks' at least. As I fly up and onto its deck I notice a note attached to the doorway to the control room.
You are definitely your father's girl! Goku or Goten would've been lost way before now. Go to the bow please.
Wisecracker. Anyway, I've come this far, I may as well continue and so I stroll over to the bow area of this huge, but very nice ship. Another note is sitting there, shaped like a dolphin.
Grace and beauty, agility and speed, a saiyan warrioress with a deadly bite. Can you keep up? I have no doubt in my mind you will. Look across the bay to the left. You'll see several caverns dug into the cliffside. Enter the centermost one.
Eeewww, he wants me to go into those slimy bird invested caves? Oh he's gonna owe me big time. I enter the centermost one which I find is rather devoid of bird droppings and slime. Obviously Trunks has similar tastes and avoidances as I. That's a good thing. Inside I find the cavern to be lit by the rising sun at the perfect angle. This reveals yet another note. I'm beginning to feel sorry for Trunks' employees. If he writes as many memos as he does little notes to me...they must surely be swimming in paperwork. Anyway, this one is attached to a...a dragonball!? Where'd he get one of those!? I thought they were lost forever!
Remind you of a time when we were on an adventure for ones similar to this one? Thought so. Anyway, I figured this is yet another grand tour seeing how you crave adventure. You're almost there girl. I bet you're also wondering when I had time to do all this? Story later. Now for your next task. I spy with my left eye a museum. Do you see it? Seek out the statue of a stallion frozen mid-stride.
I stuff the dragonball in my backpack and head off to the museum across the bay. Finding the horse was easy enough. It was in the large outdoor foyer. I looked around it for another note but didn't see one. Suddenly I put two and two together...dragonBALL...horse's balls. Sure enough, there was a note attached to the statue's groin area. How gross Trunks! Perhaps I should stick a note to your balls like that sometime...anyway without further adieu...
I bet you're all squeemish now. Note on a horse's balls and all. Anyway, you smart lady you! You figured out a hint without me even saying anything. The next trip's easy...sort of. Capsule Corp Headquarters. You are NOT to enter the upper regions where my office is. Enter through the main public entrance. Seek out the mail room. But be forewarned. The mailroom supervisor doesn't like strangers snooping around. I'm not giving you permission to be there either. You gotta get around him on your own. If you do, seek out mailslot 15.
Okay, this isn't no thank you for sex. Mental note: do not give Trunks sex before a workday. He ends up with way too much energy in the morning. I can't believe he's done all this! Anyway, off to CCH. Let's see, mailroom...that's in the underbelly of this huge phallic shaped place. What is it with Trunks and penises? Nevermind, I shouldn't try to ponder that. Dang this building is huge! Where are the direction signs! Hmm, I must complain to the president! Heheh, that'll be easy enough seeing how I am bedding him now. Ah, finally, I watch a postal worker pass me in the hall. I'll follow him. Sure enough he leads me straight to the mailroom. Allowing him to distract the supervisor, I slink by them and to the mail slots...#15 eh...okay. Oh wait, it's locked! Now what? I don't have a key. In frustration for Trunks' lack of foresight I punch the stupid thing. A key drops from above and smacks me on the head. Okay, I guess Trunks has very good foresight. I open the mailslot and find yet another note.
I knew you'd punch something! Now, you better get out of there before they put you to work. The mail room's always hiring. Exit and turn left. Take the elevator to the seventh floor. Exit and make your way outside to the limo/helo docking pad.
In, out, in out, who does he think I am?! Oh wait...in, out, in out...oh Trunks, what a dirty mind you play with! Let's see...7th floor, limo/helo pad. People are looking at me weird. Maybe I should steal an employee badge or something. Nah, if one of 'em gives me a hard time I'll just deck him or her. I made my way to the helo pad only to find the familiar red presidential limo parked there. The chauffer beckons me over with a goofish grin on his face. No doubt Trunks has set something up and he knows about it. I'm still playing so I oblige. Once there he hands me yet another note on a business card.
Pan-chan, look above you.
I do so and catch glimpse of a massive blimp hovering above. With a quick glimpse of the tower behind me, I notice other employees are looking at it too.I wonder of Trunks is watching this whole spectacle from his office as well? The limo driver flashes the headlights of the limo at the blimp. An obvious signal that the blimp is in on whatever is going down too. The blimp then flashes its landing lights back before backing off some distance to where I can see its entire side. It's going to show me something I guess. Sure enough I guessed right.
Go east young lady. Satan City awaits you. Mr. Satan's dojo.
Aw man! I thought this was going to be the final note! I'm not laughing anymore Trunks. This is getting on my short saiyan nerves! Maybe I should just fly up to your office and pummel you now eh?I bet he's getting a big laugh out of this right now. Still, Trunks usually rewards those who put forth effort. Maybe I will be rewarded if I complete this strange quest. But before I do...
I quickly scribble a note, fold it, and give it to the limo driver to give back to Mr. President.
There better be flowers at the end of this thing Trunks or your balls are mine permanently!
And I'm back into the air flying towards my own stomping grounds...Satan City. I wonder if Trunks has Gramp Satan involved in this too? Businessmen have a way of implementing action so damn fast. Their words fly faster than a starving super saiyan seeking a supper. Trunks is probably one of the best in the world at influencing and making deals.
Upon arriving at my gramps' dojo I am immediately greeted in a huge, suffocating bear hug by him. He's crying too. Hmm...this is weird. He urges me inside. As I follow him within, I can't help but notice the visible tail portion of a Capsule Corporation helicopter sitting on the roof.
Inside I'm suddenly stupified. The dojo has been temporarily reconverted. It's lavish in its garnered golden trip and I'm stomping upon a red carpet. Why do I feel like all of a sudden I'm in a throne room? Gramps leads me to the front portion of the room and tells me to wait there.
I can faintly hear the clatter of hoofbeats outside. It sounds like a horse is charging this way, but uh...hello, there's a building here.
A ki blast pries the doors apart just as a horse bolts into the doorway. Its rider rears it to a halt. Speaking of the rider...he or she is donned in some form of full armor and I can't see anything through that full face helmet. This horse is too as well as some colorful tapestry. The rider lowers a jousting lance towards me as I prepare to defend myself. I have no idea why this person has done this, but I will defend myself and my gramps' dojo!
As I look at the tip of the lance I realize it is not hostile. In fact, it's sporting another one of those damn notes at the end of it. I pull it off.
Roses are red, Violets are blue. To this be true...I love you. You always wanted a 'knight in shining armor'. Now you have one. Marry me Pan-chan.
"Trunks?"
The warrior releases the lance and dismounts (rather ungracefully I might add). It's obvious this warrior isn't used to his armor. He bends down on one knee and offers me something in his gloved hand... a golden ring with a beautiful shimmering diamond standing guard atop it. This knight has yet to reveal his identity, but he does give me a hint. Across his back is a sword holder with sword within. I recognize the sword's hilt. He urges me to accept his offer and come with him onto his trusty steed. The horse gives me a strange stare through its armored face plating. I know this horse. Trunks bought him when he decided to invest in horse racing. Now retired, this horse was often used as a stallion for the Western Capital City mounted police force.
With a smirk of my own (I'm sure the 'knight' is smirking his traditional smirk too), I oblige once again. He helps me up then 'floats' upward onto the horse. (I definitely know who you are now Mr. Knight!). Turning the horse, he charges it back out of the dojo and into the backyard of the Satan City Mansion. There we dismount and he bows to me yet again. This time he removes his helmet. With a smirk characteristic of the Vegeta bloodline, he is indeed revealed to be my Trunks.
Should I say we lived happily ever after? Nah, isn't it obvious already? Geesh,you impatient people you.
Pan Son
diary excerpt.
"Mom, this is how you and dad got together?"
"Sure is."
"Eeeeeewww. Why'd you go into such graphic detail with the sex and all?"
"I never want to forget a smell, a feeling, an emotion that your father brought forth on that perfect, wonderful day."
"Are there any knights left in this world mom? Will I find one?"
"Perhaps. Knights like your dad appear when you least expect them to and not always in the form you anticipate. Your father is so much older than me and we were close friends for a very long time. I never thought we'd be anything more."
"Cool! I wanna get married soon!"
"Graduate high school first dear."
"Kay mom. And I, Princess of the Mighty Saiyans rule! Boys better bow before me or feel my wrath!" Pan and Trunks' daughter whooped with a swish of her tail and flash of her father's sword as she resumed her training session with her mother.
THE END.