He might also have been doing similarly, to keep himself from focusing too much on their positioning. She was warm, and it was very pleasant even while he was trying hard to not focus TOO much on it as well. Tightening his arm around her waist and hip, both because he wanted to and to offer reassurance to her.

"I...got my mom's hair and eye-color, although hers is more blue than mine. MY father has black hair, and it's spiked up all the time. It seems to be a saiyan-thing."

Trying to not let himself overthink it, Trunks leaned his head up, nuzzling and placing soft kisses against her forehead and crown. "I can only imagine it takes a good amount of work, keeping it this nice."