Who Seduced Who, Anyway?

There was no way Trunks could resist this opportunity. Bra had Pan over for the night, and his parents had left for the weekend. Since Trunks was an adult, they felt safe leaving him in charge. However, he was ready for some mischief, and intended to scare his sister and her friend real good. Goten had given him the idea just a while ago, before he\'d left for home.

“Man, you aught to give them a real scare! They’ll scream so loud, and your dad isn’t here to complain either. It would be easy; they won\'t expect it from you. What do you think?” Goten had grinned that silly grin of his and Trunks had to admit he was intrigued by the idea. He loved to trick Bra whenever he could, and getting Pan was a bonus. Of course she might hit him, but she’d have to catch him first!

They were upstairs right now, giggling as they hovered on the edge of sleep. He had to wait until Pan at least was asleep, because she was better at sensing Ki than Bra was. So, he sat downstairs, sipping the sweet sake that he and Goten had been drinking (It was from his Grandfathers secret sake stash, but he’d probably never notice), and waited for silence to fall upstairs. Finally after much bumping and squeals and shushing, there was quiet. He smiled; you’d never know that Bra was fourteen and Pan fifteen, the way they acted.

He waited another half hour before he started up the stairs, skipping the fifth one, which creaked. Even capsule houses settled and aged, after all. Then he slipped over to Bra’s door. He’d already turned off the lights, and was relying on his keen Saiyan sight to guide him, and was sure they\'d never see the door open. Bra liked to sleep in pitch–blackness, and it was nearly that dark in the hall as well. Slowly he opened the door, and slipped inside her room.

He sniffed lightly, trying to control his breathing, and realized that all he could smell was perfume and make–up. They must have been painting themselves up like for a date, how silly. Still, Saiyans had a rich musky scent, and he would know both girls anywhere by their personal smell. He concentrated on the layout of Bra\'s room; the bed was over by the window, about five steps to his left. He moved stealthily in that direction, and knelt by the bed.

He heard breathing, but it sounded like only one of them was there. Had Pan snuck out somehow? He reached out and touched his sister’s shoulder.

“Hmmm, Gavin, you’re here…” Murmured a sleepy voice. It wasn’t Bra, but Pan! Where was his sister? He looked around, but couldn’t see anything in the blackness.

“Pan-chan?” He said uncertainly. She sighed, and rolled onto her back. Even in the darkness, her pale skin showed against the black tank top she slept in. Bra\'s sheets were black too.

“Gavin, why don\'t you kiss me? I’ve dreamed of this, for so long…” She said, her voice softer than a whisper. Trunks bit his lip, and wondered if he should leave, or scare her as he’d intended. Then he felt her hand fumble and grasp his. She pulled him closer, making a small noise in her throat. He grinned and decided to play along with her dream. He leaned over and somehow found her lips with his own in the dark. Her mouth was sweet and soft as she kissed back slowly, as if it was new to her to kiss someone. It probably was, she wasn’t very popular with boys because of her tomboyishness. He was more surprised by his own reaction to her artless and sweet kiss. A wave of desire washed over him that was so strong that he was left shaking. He pulled away, and took a slow deep breath, trying to regain his composure.

“Oh, Gavin, that was so wonderful…” Pan whispered. Trunks frowned, wishing she’d known it was him, not this “Gavin”. He leaned over her again.

“Panny, its me, Trunks, not Gavin…” He said, before he’d thought. She sort of giggled.

“Trunks? Ah, don’t tease me, he’d never kiss me!” She pulled him back and he kissed her again, despite the knowledge that he should go. Her arm wrapped around his neck as she kissed him more boldly. He let his hand rest on her waist, and was startled to feel bare skin. Her sweats had slipped down to her hips, leaving her stomach bare to his touch. He couldn’t help it as he caressed her belly, and began to push her top up her ribs.

She suddenly tugged on his shirt where it was tucked into his pants, and he helped her pull it free. He was forgetting that this was Pan, and that she was half his age. Pan’s fingers drifted over his skin. Trunks pulled back, and panted, forgetting to be quiet. Pan didn’t seem to notice though, and tried to pull his shirt over his head with sleep-numbed fingers. He helped her, and shivered as she laughed a very mature throaty laugh while she ran her hands over him again. She bewitched him; even her scent was driving him mad with lust. He lifted her to pull her clothes off, wanting to touch her unimpeded. Pan didn’t even seem to care; she opened her arms to him.

“Gavin…” She said, still sounding sleepy.

“No, Trunks…” He answered firmly.

“Ah, Trunks…” She purred, and pulled him back for another kiss.

Trunks was now able to touch her freely, and loved the way her trim body felt under his hands. Pan was slender, yet her breasts were pert and full. Her hips curved so that they fit into his hands perfectly. He was lost, and had thrown his common sense out the window. He scrabbled with his belt and finally was able to strip himself of his clothes too. He slipped into the bed next to her, and she gasped at the feel of his warm skin against her body.

“Trunks? You’re so hot…” Her voice made her words into a sensual innuendo, and he chuckled as he kissed her throat. She was so small in his arms; she felt delicate, breakable. Pans hands wandered over his back and then down to his hips. She held him and moaned as he nibbled her neck, making her shiver with pleasure. She gasped when he let his fingers brush the dark tuft of hair between her legs, and then moaned as he parted her legs gently.

Trunks slowly opened her shy nether lips and touched her moist flesh, biting her harder as he felt a rush of her honey dampen his fingers. She rolled on her back and opened her legs for him, aiding his exploration. He stroked her folds and then pressed on the hard kernel of pleasure, making her give a half scream of shock. Her legs twitched and her skin went damp.

Trunks laughed, pleased at her readiness, but not ready to give up his exploration yet. His head dropped to her gently swelling breasts, and her took one nipple into his mouth. Pan gasped as her body shook at all this new pleasure, none of which she’d ever even dreamed possible. She held Trunks’ head to her breasts as he flicked her nipples with his tongue and suckled her by turns. Her breasts were firm, almost hard, and her skin was slightly salty. He wanted to move lower, and explore her further, but Pan was ready for more.

“I’m so… help me, I need something please Trunks…” She begged, not sure of how to satisfy this hunger in her belly. She felt an ache between her l and and wanted something to ease this not–pain. Trunks didn’t want to torture her anymore, and held her hips as he went over her. She hummed as she felt him at her entrance, knew that this was what she needed for this aching emptiness inside her. She clung to Trunks arms as he slowly pushed into her, gasping for the effort of holding his control. He felt her crushing hot embrace envelop him fully, and held still. Pan lifted her legs around him, and moved her hips against his.

Trunks nearly lost it as he felt her body flex around him, his shaft held in an incredibly tight grip within her. He slowly withdrew and moved into her again, then set a slow pace for them. Pan moved to meet his thrusts, gasping from her own efforts to meet him. Trunks held her close, his motions into her getting harder and faster as her movements began to push him too hard. He wanted to wait for her, but wasn’t sure he could. Pan felt her body tighten deliciously, and then she saw stars as her climax hit her. She arched her back, and scratched his back in her excitement. Trunks kissed her, drinking in her cries as he slammed into her violently, and then exploded inside her, shaking in her arms. They collapsed, panting exhaustedly. Trunks turned them onto their sides, and kissed her forehead, as Pan struggled in vain to keep her eyes open. When she seemed to be deeply asleep, he made his escape, creeping away with a smile on his face.

He couldn’t feel guilty; she had acknowledged that it was him, and there was no way she’d been asleep the whole time. She had wanted him too. Now, hopefully she wouldn’t remember this, but if she did, he’d do the right thing. The thought marrying her, of having her in his bed every night was enough to make him ready for more right then. He slipped into his bed, the sheets too cool after the heat of Pan’s bed. His eyes closed as he plunged into sleep, exhausted by what had happened.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Is hIs he gone?” Bra whispered.

“Hmmm, yes, sadly.” Pan replied.

Bra stepped out of the shadows, her face flushed from the excitement caused by what she’d just seen. She stood by the bed, smiling at Pan delightedly.

“I told you, he’d jump you given the chance!” Bra said. Goten emerged as well, and hugged Bra from behind. They had seen the whole thing from the shadows of the room. Now he was so excited he thought he’d go insane if he didn’t get some release soon.

“Man, Bra, I gotta go, wanna come with me?” He said, stressing the word \"come\" sensually. She smiled and turned to face him. She kissed him, making a silent promise to him.

“Sure, after seeing my brother do that, I wanna try it too!” She said. Pan sighed.

\"Yeah, I guess you win the bet after all; but I got the best part of the bargain, believe me!” she said, smiling languidly as she squeezed her legs together, still feeling the after shocks of their love play.

“Yeah, I think you did, Pan. Who’d have thought my Bother had it in him?” Bra said, blushing slightly as the scene replayed again in her mind. Goten looked ready to jump her right there.

It was Bra’s idea to trick her brother; she’d been sure he and her best friend were meant to be together. She’d even convinced her parents to leave for the weekend. Bra had dared Pan to allow Trunks the liberties he’d just taken, and she was glad it had gone so well. He had no idea how he’d berickricked, but Pan was sure he’d not mind when she told him tomorrow. She just might go tell him right now, and ask him to do it again! She closed her eyes, and was falling asleep even as Goten dragged Bra into the night for some of their own fun.

Pan couldn’t wait for morning to come…