...00 miles, and he SURE AS HELL wasn't going to turn gay.
Trunks snuck out of bed. He peered into Goku's room -- sound asleep, and sueeounded by food scraps. That meant that Goku'd been on another food binge -- he wouldn't wake up for hours.
Then Trunks moved on to Pan's room, and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" came the muffled reply.
Pan's door opened. "Whaddaya want, Trunks? It's late."
"I want to show you womething."
Trunks and Pan stopped in a room down the hall. Once in it, Trunks locked the titanium-reinforced door.
Trunks took a few steps forward and fell right on top of Pan.
He pinned her to the floor as she struggled to get free. "Trunks?! What the Hell are you doin'?!"
Trunks held a hand up in front of her face. "Make one sound and I'll blow off your friggin' head."
Pan settled down.
"Now," Trunks continued, "first thing's first." He placed a hand on Pan's chest. It was somewhat flat ... but it would do.
Trunks' hands started to glow ... and then he fired off a tiny energy blast. It wasn't strong enough to hurt Pan, but it did manage to disintegrate her shirt.
"Trunks, what are you--!" Pan was cut off as Trunks put his mouth on her breast and started to suck. It was a slow motion, every so often stopping to tug on the by now rock-hard nipple with his teeth. He moved across her chest ...