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"Stolen Youth"Written By: Debs-Dragon Disclaimer: I don't own the DBZ gang, a rich Japanese man does. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Angst, sap, Lemon, violence, nasty Trunks. Notes: A New Years eve party is in full swing at Capsule Corp. Goten and Trunks sample the punch which gets them drunk. Pan has admired Trunks for some time and when he makes his advances she doesn't resist. What happens destroys her trust and faith? Alone and hurting Pan disappears. Authors Notes: I have taken a few liberties with the timeline. Pan is older in this in order for the story to work, I'm afraid that under age sex is not something I condone and as such I have tweaked the time lines to make all characters of consenting age. :) Feedback: Is craved and adored. "Stolen Youth" January 2003 Debs-dragon Chapter 2 Trunks was overcome by the closeness of Pan. In his drunken state he pressed forth and claimed her mouth with his, his arms wrapped securely around her slim waist as he plundered the unknown territory of Pan's warmth. His arms tightened slightly and his body began to respond as he felt her hesitantly return his kiss. Pulling apart he gazed into her eyes, pleased to note the dazed look they held. He claimed her lips once more as his hormones began to take over. His hand left her back and began to slide around and under the front of her shirt. He located the edge of the lacy material and pushed his fingers underneath. Pan was lost in the kiss and it took a few moments for her mind to register the presence of fingers upon her skin. She pulled back sharply and looked at Trunks, confusion raced through her head as she fought to understand the feelings her body was experiencing. Trunks smiled at her. "It's okay Pan, I promise I wont hurt you." "But... Trunks I'm not sure..." Trunks lips pressed firmly against hers, cutting off any protest. The fingers stopped their advance; but they didn't retreat either. Kissing her soundly Trunks was aware of her shyness and decided his best method of attack would be to simply overwhelm her with desire until she was totally lost to him. He gently pulled his hand from within the confines of her shirt and taking her hand he led her deeper into the gardens. "Walk with me?" Pan was a little relived and yet disappointed at the same time. She allowed herself to be led along the path and away from the lights and sounds of the party. "Where are we going?" she asked a little hesitantly. "I want to show you something." Trunks continued on his way down the path. Shortly he stopped. Pan looked around. She didn't remember this part of the Capsule Corps extensive gardens. "Where are we?" "This is a secret place of mine." came the reply. Trunks pressed forward again and then flopped down onto the cool grass. Pan gazed around as Trunks wandered off. It was a smallish garden, hidden from view by a large hedge. In the moonlight she could make out the outline of flower beds and Trunks lying prone on the grass in the center. She moved over and sat down next to him. She wasn't sure why he had come here and the puzzle of him kissing her continued to plague her mind. Trunks lay on the grass and stared at the stars. "Do you ever wonder what home looked like?" Pan was jolted from her thoughts by the question. "I'm not sure I understand what you're saying Trunks." Trunks motioned towards the stars. "Our home planet, Vegetasi, don't you ever wonder what it was like?" Pan thought about that before replying. "I guess not. I mean I'm only part Saiya-jin and mostly human. I hadn't sort of wondered much about where the Saiya-jin part came from." Pan shivered a little in the cool air. "My dad has told me some things about it but not a lot. It was destroyed while he was still only a child himself. " Trunks sighed and then noticed the shiver run through Pan. Quickly he rolled over and pulled the girl to the ground to lie next to him. Pan was taken by surprise as Trunks pulled her to the ground and rolled her next to him. She stiffened slightly and then relaxed as his arms made their way around her to hug her close. She sighed softly and snuggled closer to him. Trunks was pleased with how Pan had relaxed against him. He began his seduction with deadly accuracy. He knew from Goten that Pan was interested in him, even though Goten had never said it outright but Trunks wasn't an idiot. The subtle glances Pan had given him when she thought he wasn't looking combined with the questions from Goten in regards to his relationships and girlfriends all added up to one thing in Trunks' mind and he was about to test that theory out. His mind still fogged with alcohol Trunks again lowered his lips to Pans and drank from her sweetness. Pan responded to the kiss. She was deliriously happy. Trunks was holding her and kissing her, at long last she had what she most desired and she wasn't about to give it up. Kissing Pan thoroughly Trunks pushed his tongue forward once more into that sweet mouth, probing and stroking the inner warmth. His tongue explored all the sensitive spots he could find and began tease Pan into a haze of need she wasn't aware she could experience. Pan kissed back eagerly, Trunks was setting her on fire and she wanted to burn forever. His tongue caressed places in her mouth that sent tingles across her nerves, eliciting small moans of pleasure from her throat. Trunks pulled away slightly and began to nibble along Pan's bottom lip as his eyes sought hers. His blue depths searched her darkened irises and he was pleased to note only pleasure was registered within. Feeling a little bolder he began to kiss along the column of her neck as his hand once more began to work under the fabric of her shirt. Pan was lost in sensations. She had never felt like this before. The kisses were making her light headed and sending tiny shock waves of pleasure all over her skin. She tilted her head to allow Trunks better access to her flesh. Trunks continued to work his way along the creamy expanse, nipping lightly and then soothing with licks and kisses as he continued to drive the girl beyond rational thought. His hand managed to find its way back to the lacy edge and quickly pulled it upwards freeing her breast to his caress. Pan's breath hitched slightly as she felt his hand upon her skin, then she moaned as he began to massage and knead it lightly. Somewhere in her mind a little voice tried to reason with her physical reactions, telling her this wasn't right, she should stop now while she still could. Trunks gently massaged the breast before his fingers sought to tease and torment the small nipple. He smiled to himself as Pan responded with a huff of breath and slight arch of her back. He wanted to explore more of this beauty and slowly withdrew his hand. One on the outside of the shirt he began to undo the buttons until the fabric parted and whispered open, exposing Pan's chest to his gaze. Gently he eased his hands behind her back and unclasped the bra, allowing her ample breasts to swell forth. He lowered his head and took a caramel nipple into his mouth and began to suck. Pan was aware of Trunks hands roaming the flesh of her chest and felt the cool kiss of the night air as her shirt and bra were undone. She felt his mouth lower to her breast and then the heat of his breath as it brushed across her aching skin. She managed to stifle a moan as his mouth closed over the sensitive nipple and he began to suck. Her back arched as she pushed herself closer to him, needing to feel more of that teasing touch. Trunks was aroused. Very aroused. He couldn't remember when he was last excited as much as this. There was something about Pan, the way she moaned softly, the way her body moved against him as he explored it's unmapped areas, the soft touches of her fingers against his hair as she fought her own battle of pleasure, the way she tasted, fresh and untouched. It heightened his desire more and he felt himself throbbing with need. Pan ran her hands through the soft lavender locks as Trunks continued to feast upon her breasts, alternating between the two. She hadn't let anyone do anything like this to her before and was trying to come to terms with her bodies reactions to the stimulus. With the alcohol still in his bloodstream Trunks became more daring. While still sucking and nipping on Pan's chest his hand began a journey to rest upon Pan's thigh. Encouraged that she hadn't rejected his advances thus far he began to work his hand upwards and under the hem of her skirt to run lightly along the crease of hip and leg. Pan jumped a little as she felt the questing fingers drawing lightly over her skin. A tremor of fear passed through her body as she realized where Trunks was heading. Before she could protest the movement Trunks kissed her soundly as his fingers slid under the elastic of her panties and stroked her most intimate area. Trunks boldly pushed his fingers forth as he silenced any form of protest with a kiss. He stroked softly as he plundered the sweet mouth once more. By the time he broke for air he had one finger firmly embedded in Pan's warm body and Pan was squirming lightly under his assault. Pan was completely taken off guard with the kiss. It was warm, sensuous and demanding. She lost herself to it and when finally allowed to breathe she felt Trunks finger penetrate her and begin to stroke her insides. Without her consent her body began to move against the digit, seeking more of the friction. Trunks decided he had waited long enough and wanted some friction of his own. His erection pressed painfully against the front of his pants and he slipped his hand down to release the button and zipper. Reaching inside the flap of his boxers he pulled the stiffened flesh to greet the night air and sighed aloud as the restriction was eased. Sensing Pan's inner turmoil he quickly reached for her hand and drew it southward in his own. When he reached his arousal he placed her hand upon the heated shaft and curled her fingers around it. He sighed in pleasure as she began to explore him. Pan was unsure of what to do. Part of her wanted to stop and yet another part wished to continue, to enjoy what was being offered. When Trunks took her hand and placed it upon his manhood she tensed and then relaxed as she caressed the hardened length. She hadn't seen a male in his full glory before let alone touch one so intimately and she was curious to say the least and so she allowed herself the indulgence of a little education. Her fingers worked the shaft as she found her way over ridges to the base of soft down. Moving back up she slid her thumb across the tip a little surprised to find it wet. Trunks moaned as Pan's hand worked over his aching need. When her thumb slipped over the sensitive tip he thrust his hips forward in response and pushed a second finger into her warmth. Pan's breath hitched at the addition as well as the response to her thumb. She continued to explore the length with hand and fingers, learning what he liked and what sent his hips rocking. Then she gasped as Trunks lit the fire of passion. Trunks was lost to his lust. The hand that worked his shaft, eliciting moans of pure pleasure from him driving his need higher as he fought to stay in control. Plunging two fingers repeatedly into Pan's depths his thumb sought out her pleasure spot and began to massage it ruthlessly. The gasp from Pan told him all he needed to know and he continued to pleasure her. Pan wasn't aware she could feel anything like this. Her mind protested feebly that this wasn't right but her body quelled the thought before it could become too strong. She was aware of the passion inside, building striving for something, what that was she wasn't sure but she knew Trunks did. Then as swiftly as it all began it stopped. She opened her eyes to see what had happened and swallowed... hard. Trunks pulled away and sat up. He saw Pan open her eyes and look at him as he began to remove his pants and underwear. He gave her a lust filled look as he lay himself down again and proceeded to remove her underwear as well. Pan began to protest. This wasn't right, she shouldn't be doing this. "Trunks..." "Shhh .... It's okay Pan, I just want to explore you more." Trunks tugged the panties down and off. "But Trunks... this is wrong, we shouldn't..." "I'll stop if you really want me too Pan but I think you want this as much as I do." Trunks manoeuvred himself between Pan's legs as he spoke. "I need you Pan... Ohh gods do I need you." Pan was becoming scared. This was getting way out of hand. A little exploration was one thing but what Trunks was proposing to do now really frightened her. "Trunks.. Please don't do this." Trunks leaned forward and placed a kiss upon her lips. "I know what you need Pan... let me give it to you, let me take you to heights you haven't dreamed about." He guided the tip of his erection to rest against the soft opening and paused. He reached with his other hand and quickly massaged her sweet spot again causing her to moan and arch once more against him and effectively ease the head of his manhood inside her passage. Pan gasped as she felt Trunks penetrate her slowly. Before she could react he began to thrust forward. There was momentary flash of pain and then just a mild stinging. Pan choked back a sob as Trunks began to rock his hips. She stared at his face and took in the sight. Trunks had his eyes closed and a look of pure bliss was etched upon his features. Trunks bit his lip as he felt himself slip inside as Pan pushed against the finger tormenting her sweet spot. He moaned as he quickly snapped forward and plunged into heaven. He was unaware of the small sob of pain as he broke through the barrier and began to move. All he could register was the heat and moistness that surrounded him and sent liquid fire coursing through his blood. He continued to thrust as his fingers teased the young woman's body, driving her closer to the pinnacle. Pan was awash with the sensations. The initial shock of penetration passing and being swept aside by the warm feelings those teasing fingers were creating. She began to respond, rocking her own hips to meet the downward thrust and climb higher to something she knew was awaiting her. Giving in to the overwhelming sensations Trunks pumped harder, snapping his pelvis forward and moving deeper with each advance and retreat. Pan rose higher and higher until she was teetering on the edge of the abyss, with a keening cry she tipped over and soared into paradise. Trunks felt her walls close around him as she reached her climax. Ripples of her pleasure pulsed along his length, squeezing and coaxing him to follow. Unable to stave the end he gave a grunt and buried himself completely inside, his seed shot forth to coat her insides and he moaned softly as he felt her milk him of every drop. Panting heavily he collapsed in a heap on top of Pan. As Pan's mind returned to the current plane so the reality of what they had just done hit home... hard. Panicking she shoved Trunks aside and scrambled for her clothes. Trunks registered the movement and reached out wrapping his strong arms around her slender form and stilling her movements. "Pan... Please lay with me?" Pan stilled and then stared at the man she had loved for so long. The tears began to run down her cheeks. Trunks pulled her to sit in his lap and began to soothe her. "Don't cry Pan, we didn't do anything wrong." Pan looked at him through moisture filled eyes. "I... I... I don't know what I feel Trunks." The confusion was evident in her eyes as well as her voice. She thought hard for a moment. "Did you enjoy yourself?" "Yes. I haven't experienced anything like that before. But I still can't help feeling I have betrayed my parents... I don't know how to explain it." Pan huffed out between sobs. "Then if you enjoyed it there is nothing to be feeling bad about. It's a natural thing to do. I know I enjoyed it." Trunks pressed forward and began to kiss her jaw, the alcohol still in his blood stream beginning to affect him further. Pan ceased her tears and thought on Trunks' words. She had enjoyed it but there was still this nagging doubt in the back of her head that what had just transpired should not have happened in the way it had. It should be something that was saved for that special day... that special someone. But Trunks was her special someone; wasn't he? Her tired and confused mind needed to get away, get away and think. She reached again for her clothes and began to dress herself. She wanted to get back to the party, the safety of the rest of the group where she could relax and begin to come to terms with what had happened. Trunks allowed her to slip from his embrace and fumbled for his own pants. He felt a little sick from the drinking and his head was beginning to hurt. Tugging his pants on he thought briefly about what he had just done and then quickly shoved it into the back of his mind. He wasn't ready to deal with it just yet. Better to get back to the party and think about it later... later when his head was a little clearer. Pan had finished straightening her clothes and looked at Trunks. "I'm going back to the party." she announced and then left. She walked quickly along the path, the sounds of the music and laughter growing louder with each step. Trunks sighed and followed along behind. His steps were a little shaky from the beverage he had consumed but he felt content and sated, also a little sleepy. Pan slipped into the ballroom without being noticed. She made her way to the bathroom and was pleased to find it empty. She turned the tap on and began to wash her face, scrubbing away all traces of her tears. Gazing into the mirror she noted the slight puffiness of her eyes but nothing too noticeable. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips a little swollen from Trunks' kisses. Taking a deep breath she stepped outside and back into the party, praying and hoping that no one would be able to tell from her appearance just what she had done. ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
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