I Hate Everything About You

Disclaimer- I do not own Dragonball Z/GT or any of the characters. Yadda yadda copy write Akira Toriyama.

‘’ means thoughts
// means flashback

Trunks- 17
Goten- 16
Pan-15
Bra-16
Marron-16

Note- This chapter contains LEMON! Read at your own risk…just though I’d give fair warning! ^-^

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I Hate Everything About You
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It\'s Only Physical


More then a week had passed and Trunks’ sexual advances were becoming harder for Pan to resist. She could avoid him in the shower by locking the door and occasionally he’d rub against her every now and then in the kitchen, but night time was a different story.

She’d curl up at the edge of the bed like always and pray for the night to pass quickly as a powerful hand would come siding up her thigh and rest just below her belly button. Hot breath would be upon her neck and ear as he whispered sweet nothings in an attempt to seduce her.

She’d easily knock him away and tell him to piss off before he really made her mad, but one night in particular, that got out of hand.

// Pan lay on her side, curled up at the edge of the bed, fast asleep. For once Trunks had left her alone and she could get a good nights sleep. She must have been out for at least a good 3 hours when she was ruddily awakened by a hand closing around her wrist.

She was pulled from her side and violently turned to lie on her back. From the sudden shock she didn’t have any time to react before Trunks was covering her with his body. He had spread her legs apart and was heavily resting between them.

The only thing keeping them from merging was the thin white cotton of her panties and a the small amount of fabric of his boxers. His arms where wrapped around her waist, pressing his face into the crook of her neck.

Pan started to hyperventilate from everything happening so fast. She wasn’t sure if it was really happening. She never would have thought he’d take things this far.

“Calm down.” He whispered, taking her earlobe in his mouth and lightly biting. “I’ve grown tired of you resisting me. I won’t allow it any longer.”

Pan closed her eyes tight, and turned her head to the side. How could he do this to her! They hated each other after all! Was he doing this to torture her? Could he possibly have hidden feelings for her and it’s what caused him to be so cruel?…no. It’s only physical.

“Let go.” She said, softly trying to catch her breath. His words sparked a fire within her that she wanted to run from. She wanted to run away and pretend he didn’t provoke those feelings so deep within her.

Trunks seemed to ignore her request and decided to become better acquainted with her body as he ran his hands down her lower back and cupped her small buttocks. “You tease me.” He groaned into her neck.

“Trunks please!” She whimpered, trying to push his hands from her, but his weight was too much and she couldn’t budge him.

“Don’t start with that please shit! I’ve been forced to sit here and watch you tease me for weeks! You have an amazing body and you know it!” He growled, sliding his hand around to her inner thigh.

Pan gasped as she forced back tears. “I don’t tease you! It’s not my fault I look the way I do!”

Trunks gave a short chuckled. “You know why I hate you, Pan?” He asked, cupping his hand under her chin, forcing her face towards his. “I hate you because out of every girl in this shit city, you’re the only one who won’t give yourself to me.”

A hot wave passed over Pan’s body under his words. What he said didn’t make any sense to her. He would have been too young to started hating her for that reason.

“For year you’ve hid yourself behind boy’s clothing when I’ve always known the truth. Your one of the hottest girl at school…you drive every guy out there nuts with thoughts of what your hiding.” He said, dipping his head down to nip her collar bone. He slid his hand up between her thigh and brushed his fingers a long the sensitive flesh between her thigh and womanhood. “You’re a very bad girl, Pan.”

Pan whimpered and shook under his muscular body. Heat was starting to build between her legs as she brought her hand up in attempt to push him away once again.

Trunks chuckled and caught her hand in his own. “Don’t fight me, Pan. I know what you feel for me.” He said, lowering her hand to the bed just over her head then smirked. “I can smell your arousal for me between your legs and it’s only furthering my lust for you.”

Pan shivered hard. His voice was smooth as silk as his words set her soul a fire. She didn’t want to admit a part of her liked what he was saying. She’d be going against everything she knew if she did. She hated him…

“Kiss me, Pan. Just one little kiss…that’s all ask asking.” He said drawing her face close to his.

“NO!” She shouted, trying to turn her face away from him. “I’ve told you I’ll never kiss you!” She cried, beginning to wiggle under neither him.

Trunks pressed his weight more heavily on her until all she could do was twitch her shoulders. He held one leg in place with his lower body and the other with one hand as his other hand held her face.

“I will kiss you, Pan! Whether I have to make you or not!” He shouted, moving his face over her’s in an attempted kiss.

Pan squealed and broke free of his hand. She violently flung her head to the side and pressed her lips tightly together.

Trunks lips hit her cheek as he growled in annoyance. “Stop that!” He shouted, pulling her face back to his. “Your only making his harder on yourself.” He said trying to pry her mouth open with his fingers.

Pan suddenly opened her mouth and bit down on his pointer finger.

“AHHH!!” Trunks yelled, yanking his fingers from her mouth. He let his weight up on her as he shook his hand in the air.

Pan took the opportunity to get away by sliding out from under him. She was almost off the bed when she was caught by the ankle.

“Ahhh…” She gasped, as she fell to the bed on her stomach.

Trunks was now laughing as he clenched her ankle. “You look so hot right now, Pan. Your giving me one hell of a painful erection.” He said, rubbing himself through his boxers.

Pan let out a choked sob. She forgot all she was wearing was her white panties and a small white tank top. She wanted to scream out, but she knew no one would hear her.

Trunks pulled her down the bed back underneath him and flipped her back over. As soon as she looked up at him, her mouth closed tight again.

“Damn you, Pan!” Trunks shouted, shaking his head.

Pan tried to knee him in the gut since he left one of her legs free, but he ct itt it in mid-air.

“Hey now!” He said, pressing her leg back into the bed. “Don’t start doing that again.”

“Your scum!” She said, glaring up at him. “I hate you!”

Trunks tried to steel a kiss, but Pan pressed her lips firmly back together.

Trunks begun laughing as he rest his head on Pan’s shoulder. “That’s fine. If I can’t kiss these lips, I‘ll kiss the other ones.” He said, ripping her panties off.

Pan heart felt like it jumped into her throat as she attempted to cover herself.

“No you don’t!” Trunks said roughly, grabbing both her wrists. “You might as well give up and give in! We’re trapped in here together and there’s no where for you to go!”

“NO!” Pan screamed, trying to break free.

“YES!” He shouted back. “I’m going to get what I want sooner or later, so stop fighting me!”

Pan began to weep uncontrollably as she relaxed her arms and stopped fighting against him.

Trunks smirked. “That’s better.” He said, sliding his hand between her legs. Pan gasped as he slipped a finger between his folds. She whimpered when he ran it over her clit.

Trunks pressed his face in the crook of her neck again and inhaled her scent deeply. Pan shook wildly and closed her eyes. She didn’t want to look at him. He disgusted her.

Trunks kissed her cheek and slid a finger into her wet opening. He moved it in and out of her, drawing a drowned moan to pass her lips.

Trunks chuckled in satisfaction. Kami, how she hated the sound. How she hated herself for liking it! HOW SHE HATED HIM!!

Trunks sat up on his knees and lowered his face just below her belly button. Pan blushed wildly feeling Trunks’ gaze.

“I’m not going to do anything you don’t like.” He said, lowering his face to her hot sex. Pan practically squealed as Trunks ran his moist tongue between her lips.

“Hmm…” He whispered, spreading her folds with his middle and pointer finger. He slowly messaged his tongue from her wpenipening up to her clit which he suck torturously.

Pan breathing was becoming erratic as her chest heaved up and down. She kept on hand above her head as the other pressed tightly to her lips in a fist. The tears stopped coming as she no longer found herself sobbing, she was now beginning to pant quietly.

Trunks gripped her inner thigh tight and pulled her closer to him. He began darting his tongue over her clit mercilessly causing Pan to grip the blankets above her head tight.

“Ohhh….” She moaned, as his tongue lavished in her juices.

She had to admit she liked it even though she despised him. In the end she figured it was lust that allowed him to keep doing this to her. She was too caught up in the moment and couldn’t find her voice to tell him to stop.

Trunks smirked into her alid lid his two fingers inside of her. Pan’s hips jerked as she threw her head back into the pillow. She squirmed as he replaced his fingers with his tongue and trust it inside her wildly.

“Oh, oh, OH KAMI!!” Pan screamed, feeling something beginning to build inside of her.

Trunks lifted his head as he pressed two closed fingers over her clit and slid them up and down in a rhythmic pattern that made her hips buck. She found herself moving unconsciously with him.

“Please…” She whimpered.

Trunks smiled and kissed her stomach softly. “Don’t worry…I’ll bring your release soon.” He said returning his tongue to her wet opening.

Pan put her hands over her face and shook her head. How could she have let this happen? Sure, there was nowhere for her to go, but she shouldn’t have given in. How could she give him her body after all he had done to her?

“Trunks wait, this doesn’t feeling.” She moaned, putting her hand on his shoulder.

He ignored her and continued his ministrations.

Pan lifted herself up and looked down at him. “Trunks, please. This is wrong. STOP!!” She shouted, putting her foot against his shoulder. She kicked him off of her and over the edge of the bed.

Trunks hit the floor hard and groaned as Pan pulled a sheet around her waist and ran to the bathroom. She slammed the door and locked it as she wept in the corner. She felt wrong and dirty. Disgusting…

Trunks got to his feet and walked to the bathroom door. “Pan?” He asked. “Come out of there.”

Pan pulled her legs tight to her body and berried her face. “Stay away from me!” She sobbed.

“Pan, I’m sorry…” Trunks said shaking his head. “You seemed to like it…I don’t understand.”

“Please, just leave me alone! I hate you! I HATE YOU!!” She screamed, crawling into the bath tub.

‘Damn it! I’m such a fuck!’ Trunks thought, hitting himself in the face. Maybe he want a little too far this time. Everything he said to her was true, but he couldn’t help feeling as though he should die for hurting her the way he had. He had crossed the line and hurt her in a way that was unforgivable. //

Days had passed since the incident and Pan found herself avoiding Trunks entirely. When ever he would never the same room she was in she’d leave. She hadn’t spoken one word to him after that night and didn’t plan on it again.

9 p.m. on a Friday night, Pan was laying under the covers of the bed as Trunks was in the shower. He had been in there for at lease a half an hour, but she really didn’t care. She replaced ever emotion she had with hate.

Trunks came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He frowned against Pan’s back side.

“I’m done if you want to use the bathroom.” He said taking a step towards the bed. He was hurt that she hadn’t spoken to him.

Pan shrugged her shoulders and curled up.

“Pan, I said I was sorry.”

She sighed and pulled the covers over her head.

“Goddamn it, Pan! You can’t ignore me forever!” He shouted, ripping the blankets off of her. “Fucking talk to me!”

Pan slammed her hands down on the bed and sat up. “What the fuck do you want from me?!”

“I said I was sorry! Why won’t you except that!”

Pan stood up and glared into his eyes. “Sorry isn’t good enough for what you did to me!”

“You liked it!” He shouted, moving closer to her. “You can’t deny that!”

“Fuck you!” She hissed, slapping him across the face. Just as soon as her hand left his face, his flew up and smacked her.

Pan stood, staring into his eyes in shock as he stared seductively into her’s.

Heat filled Pan’s chest as her heart started bounding. There was something that got her going when Trunks was aggressive with her. She wanted what he had to give though she knew it was forbidden.

In a spit second both of them wrapped arms around one another and locked in a passionate kiss.

‘VICTORY!!’

Trunks’ lips completely covered her’s as he devoured the innocents in her first kiss. He ran his tongue along her sweet cherry lips as he guided them to the bed. Pan’s back pressed to the bed as Trunks landed between her legs.

A groan came from deep within Trunks’ throat as Pan denied access beyond her lips. Trunks smirked and grabbed one of her breast firmly, causing her to gasp and open her mouth.

Trunks took the opportunity and greedily slid his tongue in with a satisfied moan. Pan jumped and shyly pulled her tongue as far away from his as she could. Kissing was new to her. She didn’t want to do something wrong and feel stupid. Especially with Trunks.

He pulled his head back and put his hand on her cheek. “Stick your tongue out.” He said, parting her lips.

Pan blushed, closed her eyes, and did as he said. She slid her tongue out from between her lips as Trunks closed his mouth around her tongue and sucked. A moan escaped from Pan’s throat as she tightened her grip around his shoulders.

They had both forgotten about the thin towel that separated his stiffening member from everything. Pan wrapped her legs around her waist as they continued making out. Pan found it very enjoyable for her first time. She thought it would have been slobbery and rough, but instead it was moist and gentle. Something she wouldn’t have expected from Trunks.

He lifted them onto the bed further, so his feet no longer touched the floor and pulled at Pan’s teddy bear night shirt as he chuckled a bit.

Pan blushed and lifted her arms to assist him. “Don’t make fun of me.”

Trunks smirked as the flesh of her milky breasts became exposed. He cupped them both in his hands and placed hot kisses down her neck to her collarbone. He leaned to one side and caught one of her peach colored nipples with his mouth.

Pan gasped and her body jerked as Trunks’ tongue spilt out of his mouth as he swirled it around her erect nub. He moved to her other breast and pinched her nipple between his teeth.

“Ow!” Pan hissed, smacking the top of his head.

Trunks chuckled and grabbed the hem of her panties. Pan stared up at him and growled as he ripped, yet another good pare of underwear. He grabbed the towel around his waist and throw it to the ground as Pan shivered.

“Trunks, I’m a virgin.” Pan whispered, blushing again.

Trunks smiled sweetly down at her as he placed himself between her spread legs. “Don’t worry. I’ll make you feel gooood.” He said sliding two fingers into her already wet vaginal opening.

“Good girl.” He said, thrusting his fingers into her. “Your nice and wet for me.” He continued, catching her in a tongued kiss.

Pan pulled their bodies close as she slid her hand up his neck, into his hair. She moaned against his neck and thrust her hips into him.

Trunks’ erection was becoming painful as the need to be inside of her was growing. He pulled his fingers out of her and thrust his throbbing erection into her before she noticed anything.

“AHHHH!!” Pan screamed, digging her nails into his muscular back. Pain shot through her entire body as he tore through her boundary. Trunks held her hips tightly as she cried and shook under neither him.

“It hurts! It hurt!” She cried.

“I know.” He said smirking into the crook of her neck.

He couldn’t help, but smirk to himself. She was his untouchable and now she was his. Maybe it was his Saiyan pride or just having Vegeta as a father, but he couldn’t of been more cocky in his entire life then right at this moment.

Trunks forced her back to the bed and looked at her tear filled eyes. “I’m going to take you know. It will hurt, but that’s normal. I can’t promise it will fade away into pleasure your first time. It depends on your body.”

Pan sniffed and nod her head. Trunks wrapped his arms around her and began to thrust himself inside of her at an enjoyable place that forced moans to pass his lips. “Tight…” He mumbled.

Pan clung to him tight as he pressed his face to her neck. He caused her body to jerk forward as he rocked her into his thrusts. She whimpered in pain a few short time in hopes of him stopping to give her a little time to recuperate, but he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to. He loved the feeling of her tight, wet warmth around his thick shaft.

Pain gripped her entire body as he started to invoked feelings she’d never felt before. He set her a fire and made her burn from the inside. Trunks pulled free of Pan’s body and placed his hands on the bed around her as he felt her hands loosen on his shoulders.

Pan ignored the pain as a new feeling started to rise inside of her. Not pain, but something else she didn’t understand. She had the overwhelming urge to moan his name, but held it in. She hated how he got her to do such things. She promised she wouldn’t never give him her body…now all she had was her heart and soul. She’d never give either to him.

Pan let a moan pass her lips ae the thrust faster inside of her. Her head and shoulders were lifted from the bed each time their bodies met. Trunks stared down at her and never broke eye contact.

No words passed between them as the only thing to be heard was the sound of Pan’s heated pants of pleasure as his throbbing shaft penetrated her over and over again.
Pan almost scream when Trunks grabbed a hold of her leg and flung in over his shoulder.

Her walls closed tight furthering the hot friction between her legs. They both moaned together as Trunks started slamming into her enough to for fill both their needs without hurting her.

This continued for more then a half an hour before Trunks begun to slow his pace, wanting to make their session last as long as possible. Too long had he wanted to ravage her sweet innocents. He wasn’t going to ruin it now.

He let her leg fall back around his waist and slowly thrust himself in her as she grabbed a hand full of his hair and kissed him roughly. Trunks raised his eyebrows at her, but kissed her before Pan released him and threw her head back.

“Please, Trunks!” She moaned, feeling a familiar build up.

Trunks chuckled and lifted himself up, breaking contacted between them. Pan whimpered in protest and tried to pull him back down, but he resisted. Without words he thrust himself in her at an angle until he found what he was looking for.“The“There you are.” He said, hitting her G Spot.

Pan’s legs shook violently around his waist as she bucked her hips. She throw her head back and moaned loudly as her back painfully arched off of the bed, her orgasm taking hold of her.

Trunks clenched his teeth together as Pan’s walls closed painfully tight around his erection. He grabbed a hand full of Pan’s hair and drove into her wildly. He didn’t want to miss any part of her around him.

Pan fell to the bed and laid there panting, trying to regain herself after her first mind blowing orgasm. She wrapped her arms back around Trunks and enjoyed the feeling of his thick rod as he gave the last of his many thrusts.

“Damn you.” He growled, spilling his seed inside of her.

Pan moaned, feeling his liquid hit her throbbing vaginal walls. Trunks fell on top of her, breathing heavily as she ran her hands up and down his back. All the clawing she had been doing caused a little blood to spill over.

Trunks lifted his hips and pulled his limp cock out of her with a grunt. He rolled off of her and pulled her close to him. Pan rest her head on his chest and sighed in relief. They laid together for a while before Trunks slid out from under her and stood up, making it a point not to cover himself.

Pan sat up and fallowed his example by letting a sheet fall from around her. “What are you doing?” She asked.

“Taking a shower. “He said, pulling her from bed. “Your coming with me…I’m not done with you, yet.”

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