In the Wake of Hate\'s Wings
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Category:
Dragon Ball Z › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,849
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Okay, Well, thanks for all the reviews, this is probably gunna be a pretty long fic so I need encouragement! *whimpers* though, if I keep getting enough reviews I’ll be happy to keep writing for you guys! If not..... I may find myself a lil too busy to write! Hrm.... poor readers. Okay well, here’s a question for you guys to answer in the review area *points*: What should Juunana’s reaction be when and IF he finds out?
*Hugs* On with the fic!
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Trunks stretched underneath the sheets that he’d put on the couch, giving up the bed to Juu, he still wasn’t really sure of himself and by her reaction when he tried to touch her anywhere but her hand, namely her giving him a black eye. He put folded his arms behind his head and firmly decided that he would never understand women.
He closed his eyes and thought back to the night before last... it seemed like it was much longed to have her again, consumed by an all encompassing urge to possess her completely.
It was times like these when he wished his father hadn’t been killed by her... a sadistic smile spread across his handsome features. ‘It really is ironic that the only one who could give me advice about my saiyajin heritage was killed by the person who he needed the advice to deal with.’ he mused to himself.
He frowned, the past few years had really taken a toll on him, his last chance at a life without was taken from him, 3... 4 years ago?, it didn’t really matter anymore. His mother made a time machine ‘Hope’ it was called, yet another sadly ironic thing about his life.
He sighed and cracked his neck with a loud pop. He groaned and walked to the shower, the couch was not really where he had planned to sleep that night, he really planned to be in the next room with his arms wrapped around the woman that slept there.
As he stepped into the shower and turned it on, he muttered at the frigid temperature of the water and adjusted the knob to warm. He yawned loudly and leaned against the tile wall. He closed his eyes and imagined that the water running over his body wasn’t truly water but the hands of that divine nymph.
After a few minutes of resting there he opened his eyes with a start, he looked down and a thin pair of arms were snaked around his waist running over his abs slowly. Hot kisses were being trailed along the backs of his shoulders. He felt himself hardening, he didn’t try to stop it. He let his hand slid slowly to the woman who stood behind him’s thigh, his fingers tracing little circles as he moved his way up.
Trunks’ eyes widened a little bit as he felt a set of teeth pulling at the skin of his shoulder. He grinned, a feral grin, that small sensation awakening some instinct that had lay long dormant inside the demi-saiyan’s brain. The crazed man spun around to quickly for any set of human eyes to see. In less time than it had taken him to turn, he was pressing the blond against the wall of the shower, hungrily devouring her mouth.
Juuhachi grinned a bit, into that kiss that made her mind spin and her knees feel like jelly. She moaned softly as he bit down on her lip, but it only increased her ferocity, it was very much like fighting, tongues entwining instead of fists flying, hands caressing instead of attacking... but the sense of competition was the same.
She finally settled on wrapping her arms around his neck, not allowing him to pull back from the kiss, not until she let him. Apparently he noticed he was trapped and the wild fire that added to the intensity of the kiss didn’t take well to being contained, his teeth dug down into her tongue and the android yelped a bit, then growled.
Something about this saiyan man’s intensity was catching, she’d had passion programmed out of her, but right now all Juuhachigou felt was lust, lust for this purple haired warrior pressing her against the wall. Making him wait was an immensely good idea.
She let her iron grip on his neck go, interested in what else he planned for her, as soon as her arms left his neck his mouth left hers, his lips instead traveling all over her body, his hot tongue sending pulses of shivers wherever it touched.
His lips first slid across her face, then down her cheek, he nibbled on her earlobe causing her to squirm, she’d always been ticklish there. He smirked... he’d noticed... she cursed inwardly. He kept his attentions there for a few moments blowing softly, kissing, and licking. \"You... are pure evil\" she moaned as she arched away from one of his teasings.
\"No, that’s your job\" he purred in her ear.
He continued to explore her body, he kept her pinned to the side of the shower with one hand while he examined her breasts with the other, cupping one in his hand while his tongue and lips accosted the other. After he was satisfied with her breasts he continued downward, trailing kisses down her belly, he paused at her belly button and stuck his tongue inside with a little smirk.
Juuhachi shot him a warning look and, with a pout he slid to the side of her body, moving the hand that had been caressing her breasts idly to her small, soft hands. He had expected them to be hard a calloused like his, but they were perfect and soft, as a woman’s hands should be. He slowly ran his lips over her fingers, turning her hand over and kissed her palm. The blond woman cupped her hand around his cheek, tilting his head up.
\"Trunks, stop teasing me\" she whispered hoarsely, her eyes filled with so much lust and need it made him ache for her. He stood again with a smirk and put his arms around her back, pulling her to his sculpted chest. He devoured her mouth again with bruising intensity. He slow let one hand slip down from behind her and play at her entrance. Causing her to writhe and moan.
He groaned, the wetness of her made his member ache to be inside her. She wrapped her legs around him and pressed herself against him, making him want her that much more, Trunks removed his fingers from her pussy and licked them clean savoring in the taste of them. He moved his hand to her hip and slide her down on his aching member. He let out a pleasured groan as her sweet warmth enveloped him.
He started working his hips back and forth sending in deep thrusts, each stronger than the last. He licked along the pale skin of the woman pressed against him. \"Oh... kami...\" he murmured, lost in complete pleasure.
Neither of them had noticed the knocking on the door, nor the sound of the door to the apartment opening.
\"Trunks?\" a feminine voice shouted from the living room. \"Trunks answer me now! You will not ignore your mother, I will come in that bathroom if you don’t open up I’ve seen you naked before, BOY!\" the human woman pounded on the door.
\"Oh Shit!\" Trunks growled, realizing his mother was outside a very unlocked bathroom door... and he was inside, fucking one of the most feared creatures ever to live.
\"TRUNKS!\" the door handle turned.
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Bwahahahahahhaa!!! I am SO evil... but its what Bulma would do. Anywho, more reviews and maybe I’ll tell you what’s next. Heh heh heh
-KSP
*Hugs* On with the fic!
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Trunks stretched underneath the sheets that he’d put on the couch, giving up the bed to Juu, he still wasn’t really sure of himself and by her reaction when he tried to touch her anywhere but her hand, namely her giving him a black eye. He put folded his arms behind his head and firmly decided that he would never understand women.
He closed his eyes and thought back to the night before last... it seemed like it was much longed to have her again, consumed by an all encompassing urge to possess her completely.
It was times like these when he wished his father hadn’t been killed by her... a sadistic smile spread across his handsome features. ‘It really is ironic that the only one who could give me advice about my saiyajin heritage was killed by the person who he needed the advice to deal with.’ he mused to himself.
He frowned, the past few years had really taken a toll on him, his last chance at a life without was taken from him, 3... 4 years ago?, it didn’t really matter anymore. His mother made a time machine ‘Hope’ it was called, yet another sadly ironic thing about his life.
He sighed and cracked his neck with a loud pop. He groaned and walked to the shower, the couch was not really where he had planned to sleep that night, he really planned to be in the next room with his arms wrapped around the woman that slept there.
As he stepped into the shower and turned it on, he muttered at the frigid temperature of the water and adjusted the knob to warm. He yawned loudly and leaned against the tile wall. He closed his eyes and imagined that the water running over his body wasn’t truly water but the hands of that divine nymph.
After a few minutes of resting there he opened his eyes with a start, he looked down and a thin pair of arms were snaked around his waist running over his abs slowly. Hot kisses were being trailed along the backs of his shoulders. He felt himself hardening, he didn’t try to stop it. He let his hand slid slowly to the woman who stood behind him’s thigh, his fingers tracing little circles as he moved his way up.
Trunks’ eyes widened a little bit as he felt a set of teeth pulling at the skin of his shoulder. He grinned, a feral grin, that small sensation awakening some instinct that had lay long dormant inside the demi-saiyan’s brain. The crazed man spun around to quickly for any set of human eyes to see. In less time than it had taken him to turn, he was pressing the blond against the wall of the shower, hungrily devouring her mouth.
Juuhachi grinned a bit, into that kiss that made her mind spin and her knees feel like jelly. She moaned softly as he bit down on her lip, but it only increased her ferocity, it was very much like fighting, tongues entwining instead of fists flying, hands caressing instead of attacking... but the sense of competition was the same.
She finally settled on wrapping her arms around his neck, not allowing him to pull back from the kiss, not until she let him. Apparently he noticed he was trapped and the wild fire that added to the intensity of the kiss didn’t take well to being contained, his teeth dug down into her tongue and the android yelped a bit, then growled.
Something about this saiyan man’s intensity was catching, she’d had passion programmed out of her, but right now all Juuhachigou felt was lust, lust for this purple haired warrior pressing her against the wall. Making him wait was an immensely good idea.
She let her iron grip on his neck go, interested in what else he planned for her, as soon as her arms left his neck his mouth left hers, his lips instead traveling all over her body, his hot tongue sending pulses of shivers wherever it touched.
His lips first slid across her face, then down her cheek, he nibbled on her earlobe causing her to squirm, she’d always been ticklish there. He smirked... he’d noticed... she cursed inwardly. He kept his attentions there for a few moments blowing softly, kissing, and licking. \"You... are pure evil\" she moaned as she arched away from one of his teasings.
\"No, that’s your job\" he purred in her ear.
He continued to explore her body, he kept her pinned to the side of the shower with one hand while he examined her breasts with the other, cupping one in his hand while his tongue and lips accosted the other. After he was satisfied with her breasts he continued downward, trailing kisses down her belly, he paused at her belly button and stuck his tongue inside with a little smirk.
Juuhachi shot him a warning look and, with a pout he slid to the side of her body, moving the hand that had been caressing her breasts idly to her small, soft hands. He had expected them to be hard a calloused like his, but they were perfect and soft, as a woman’s hands should be. He slowly ran his lips over her fingers, turning her hand over and kissed her palm. The blond woman cupped her hand around his cheek, tilting his head up.
\"Trunks, stop teasing me\" she whispered hoarsely, her eyes filled with so much lust and need it made him ache for her. He stood again with a smirk and put his arms around her back, pulling her to his sculpted chest. He devoured her mouth again with bruising intensity. He slow let one hand slip down from behind her and play at her entrance. Causing her to writhe and moan.
He groaned, the wetness of her made his member ache to be inside her. She wrapped her legs around him and pressed herself against him, making him want her that much more, Trunks removed his fingers from her pussy and licked them clean savoring in the taste of them. He moved his hand to her hip and slide her down on his aching member. He let out a pleasured groan as her sweet warmth enveloped him.
He started working his hips back and forth sending in deep thrusts, each stronger than the last. He licked along the pale skin of the woman pressed against him. \"Oh... kami...\" he murmured, lost in complete pleasure.
Neither of them had noticed the knocking on the door, nor the sound of the door to the apartment opening.
\"Trunks?\" a feminine voice shouted from the living room. \"Trunks answer me now! You will not ignore your mother, I will come in that bathroom if you don’t open up I’ve seen you naked before, BOY!\" the human woman pounded on the door.
\"Oh Shit!\" Trunks growled, realizing his mother was outside a very unlocked bathroom door... and he was inside, fucking one of the most feared creatures ever to live.
\"TRUNKS!\" the door handle turned.
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Bwahahahahahhaa!!! I am SO evil... but its what Bulma would do. Anywho, more reviews and maybe I’ll tell you what’s next. Heh heh heh
-KSP