Unwinding the ruined shirt didn't take long, and the feel of more skin against skin was so very welcome. "Should I really worry about that now?" But Trunks liked her laugh, as much as he loved her smile.

Focusing more on pressing kisses against her shoulder and the edge of her collarbone. One hand still at her waist and hip, keeping their bodies close while his other moved and stroked along her arm. From her shoulder, down lithe and toned muscle under soft skin, thumb tracing small circles as he went.