Light Of Willpower [Future Trunks x OC]

49: Honeymoon

The next morning, Trunks awoke and reached his arm over Niya, but his arm caught nothing. Startled, he sat up with wide eyes. "Niya?" he questioned to an empty bed. "Niya!" he jumped out of bed.

"Yes? Did something—O-Oh," Niya walked into the room but blushed at his naked body.

Trunks placed a hand on his chest and let out a relieved breath. "There you are," he smiled. But he soon too blushed at her outfit.

She only wore his white, long-sleeves button up—except the buttons were all ripped off from last night—and some red panties. The long-sleeves didn't close, so her cleavage and stomach were partial exposed through the unbuttoned column.

He felt his desire grow down below.

"You're naked," she glanced away.

Trunks looked down. "After last night... I don't think there's anything to hide anymore," he smiled at her, still flustered.

Niya turned back to him, pulling her messy shoulder length hair behind her ears. "I guess you're right," she returned the same flustered smile.

"Besides," Trunks continued, walking over to her, "there's no point in getting dressed if I'm only going to undress again." He stood over her and placed his hands on her hips.

Niya gasped at his smirk and mischievous eyes. "Trunks...," the corners of her lips twitched into a smile.

"Come back to bed," he whispered before kissing her shoulder. His lips slowly traveled up her neck.

She found herself cascading her hands up his back, and she bit her lip as she felt last night's fingernail scratches. "We should probably...have some breakfast first," she suggested, but she pulled him closer to her.

Trunks kissed across her jaw, slipping a hand up to grasp and squeeze a breast. "How about I have you breakfast?" his lips hovered over hers.

Niya's lips were barely parted as she stared up at his lustful gaze. She gasped as he played with her nipple, making him smirk. She imagined her gaze matched his.

She found herself smirking. "That's fine. As long as I can have you too."

"Always," he chuckled before catching her lips and helping her jump and wrap her legs around his waist.

She giggled as he carried her towards the bed pressed her down on it, kissing her deeply and passionately. She slipped her fingers in his hair, trying to pull him impossibly closer.

They moaned into each other, desiring quickly taking over them. Trunks only groaned when he tried to slip inside her, but her panties were in the way.

He pulled back and lifted her legs so the stood up towards the ceiling. He quickly slipped her panties off and threw them to the side. He then held onto her ankles before kissing them.

Niya watched impatiently as he teased her, his lips kissing up her ankle, past her shin, to her knee. Her tail swayed quickly, matching her frustration and anticipation.

Trunks chuckled at the sight of her impatient tail and pulled back, adjusting them so his knees rested comfortably on the bed. His hands settled on her knees before finally slipping inside her.

She gasped and gripped the bed sheets.

He stared at her already pleasure consumed face and groaned as he felt himself twitch inside her. He was so excited, so proud that he was making her feel so pleasurable.

Trunks began his slow thrusts, letting them both acclimate to the bursts of warm electricity. His hands caressed her thighs while his lips once again focused on her ankles.