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.