Bulma's eyes burned with a forbidden desire for Trunks. The air crackled between them a silent promise.

Her mind raced with thoughts she shouldnt entertain.

A memory flashed of Android 18 a rival for Trunks' attention.

But tonight was different tonight was about them.

Her fingers traced the outline of his jaw a silent invitation.

He leaned in his breath hot on her ear.

The night was young and full of possibilities.

He moved with a primal energy.

Bulma surrendered to the intoxicating rhythm.

The passion ignited a fire within her.

Every touch every kiss deepened their connection.

He promised her a night she would never forget.

A silent pact was formed between them.

Android 18 was a distant memory now.

Bulma reveled in their stolen moments.

The gift of Trunks truly was for Mother's Day.

Every touch every kiss was a promise.

Her body ached for more.

The night was theirs alone.

A secret shared between mother and son.

Their story was far from over.