Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Ain't Nothing But Magick - The Lemons ❯ Yamcha & Tsunami ( Chapter 4 )

Title: Ain't nothing but Magick

Author/s for this chapter: Raine

Rating: NC-17

Genre: INTERACTIVE

Author's note: pairing Yamcha and Tsunami for chapter 47

The Disclaimer: DBZ/GT is not mine

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"I don't want to sleep alone tonight."
That was all he needed to hear before his lips claimed hers and she soon found herself trapped between him and the wall. He looked like his eyes were going to fall out of his head. She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and she felt his go around her waist. She had to fight back the reflex to jump under his touch as she felt his hands go under her shirt and stroke her hips.
She panted as their lips parted and his fell on her neck. She bit her lower lip as she felt one of his hands move higher up her shirt. She had only had one..no, two 'sexual' experiences her life, but this gave her a rush like the past two couldn't touch! Her heart began to raise and a yearning formed inside her as she felt his fingers along her breasts. His lips kissing her neck, his teeth nibbling, his tongue lapping. It all made a deadly combination. She managed to remain quiet as she felt him undo her pants when he stopped altogether. He looked into his eyes and he smiled warmly, pulling her into her room and closing the door behind them.

He gently laid her down on her bed and began to lift up her shirt, tossing it onto the floor. The excitement formed in her stomach again as she felt him reach for the clasps of her bra, soon tossing it aside. He paused for a second, just admiring her bust, before taking one in his mouth. She grabbed the bedsheets and closed her eyes as his tongue lapped at her sensitive skin. Her moaning was music to his ears as he gently stroked her other breast. She gave an almost inaudible gasp when she felt his mouth move to her other breast. One of her hands grabbed his head, the other still bracing her on the bed.
Her adrenaline went into overdrive when she felt him pull on the zipper of her jeans when his hand slipped in.
She didn't even have the chance to utter a swear and gasped as two of his fingers slipped inside of her. It felt incredible! She gasped and moaned as his cool fingers moved about inside of her. Yamcha bit his lower lip, his other hand still holding her waist. When she was on the brink of release, he stopped. She caught her breath, upset that he had stopped his wonderful ministrations. She stared up at the ceiling as she felt him pull away her jeans and underwear. She wanted to cover up and hide underneath the blankets. No one had ever seen her naked before and she saw to that, but he could only smile at her. A genuine, warm smile. He kissed her again, struggling to get his shirt off at the same time. She pulled away and helped him, then laid back as he began to unbuckle his pants. She turned away, blushing. As perverted as she was, she still blushed at the sight of a naked man. She heard him chuckle and shivered when she felt his lips on her neck again. One of his hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her to him. She gave another gasp as his fingers slipped inside of her again.
She could feel his hard arousal against her and fought to keep her breathing under control. He stopped again and gently laid her on her back. He smiled and whispered for her not to worry, that he'd be gentle. She closed her eyes and made a wish. When she opened her eyes, he was smiling at her again. He gave a chuckle and whispered in her ear, "Always prepared, aren't we?"
She closed her eyes as she felt his hands part her legs and gasped when she felt him enter her. She couldn't say a word. His hands found their way to her hips and he kissed her again before rocking within her. She gasped and moaned as he pushed inside of her. She was still adjusting to his size, but it felt so good! Her hands found their place against his broad chest as he continued to thrust inside of her. Now she truly knew why people made such a big deal about it.
She tilted her back as he began to rock faster and push deeper, earning a gasp from her. And Yamcha, he was enjoying probably even more than her. Since he had invited her to live with him, half of his thoughts revolved around getting her in his bed. She felt wonderful, her walls wrapped around him tightly, nearly driving him over the edge.
She felt something coming and screamed as her orgasm hit, his hitting as well, but she couldn't feel it. She had wished for protection before they began. She panted as he collapsed on top of her, kissing her everywhere. He smiled and held her close. Her arms instinctively wrapped around him, holding him to her heart. She sighed, weary and satisfied. And happy.

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r & r