Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Ain't Nothing But Magick - The Lemons ❯ Yamcha & Tsunami ( Chapter 6 )

Title: Ain't Nothing But Magick - The Lemons

Author: Raine

Rating: NC-17 (LEMON)

Pairings: Yamcha & Tsunami

Author's Note: This is to go with chapter 55 this is the piece she sent in *smiles* and because it's lemon I couldn't put it in the general chapter, but still it's a good wee piece.

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Yamcha turned around to find Tsunami sleeping peacefully in bed. A warm smile curled his lips and he began to walk towards her. She looked so peaceful when she slept. As if there wasn't a problem in the world. Or at least, she was leaving the problems of the outside world for her dreams.

Her eyes opened to the sight of a forest just before dawn. A gentle breeze blew against her skin and big warm arms embraced her, keeping her warm. She could feel a bare, muscular body behind her, warm grass underneath her.

The sound of a baby's waking cries for attention.

A warm, familiar chuckle.

'Want me to tend to the kid?' he asked before gently kissing her neck. She felt a smile form on her lips and turned to face him.

She woke up. It was a shame reality wasn't as peaceful as that dream. A family, serenity, a life. But no, she'd be alone in this world now. Sure she missed her own family back home, but she honestly didn't want to go back. She had so much freedom here.

'Freedom with a dead boyfriend and the unborn baby of your rapist,' she thought ruefully.

The room was dark, but she could see well enough to function. Everything seemed so dull and empty now. What would she do now?

'Maybe I should just leave now. Thank Bulma and J'dee and then just take off to live alone somewhere,' she thought. She looked down at her clothing: a pair of shorts and a long t-shirt. She managed a faint smile, 'Especially J'dee.'

When she turned to get out of bed, she saw a face she thought she'd never lay eyes on again.

"Y-Yamcha..?" she stared with wide eyes.

"Hey baby," he said gently before closing the space between them and the space between their lips. When they parted, she hugged him tight and buried her face in his shoulder. She quickly pulled away from it and looked into his eyes, "You're really real? You're not just some cruel joke brought on by hallucination?"

Yamcha outright laughed and kissed her again, "I'm the real deal, Tsunami."

He captured her lips again, leading her farther back into the center of the bed where he toed off his shoes and climbed on top of her. His hands stroked her sides and roamed up her shirt. Tsunami pulled away, catching her breath. She blushed lightly, "Yamcha, they'll hear us outside the room."

Yamcha gave a goofy grin, "Only if they stand right in front of the door."

Tsunami giggled and kissed him. He laid her gently down on her back before lifting her shirt over her head and tossing it behind him. He quickly descended on one of the bare, exposed mounds. Tsunami held him close, closing her eyes. She got him back. It seemed too good to be true. But it was!

She bit her lower lip as he kissed his way back up to her lips. He held her close in one arm, his other descending to her shorts to pull them down to her knees. His lips left hers so that he could thoroughly remove them. He removed his own shirt and tossed it behind him before undoing his pants. Tsunami smiled and sat up, taking his face in her hands and kissing him tenderly. He smiled into the kiss, melting into it while trying to remove his pants and underwear simultaneously.

Finally doing so, he wrapped his arms around her and brought her down to the bed. He gently parted her legs with his hands and plunged inside of her, earning a stifled gasp from his lover. He smiled warmly, kissing her again and stroking her cheek before pushing deeper within her. Her back arched and her head tilted back as moved in and out of her. He held her tightly, both moaning and panting in their love-making.

Tsunami moaned and gasped loudly, her hands finding their way under his arms and gripped his shoulders as tightly as possible. Yamcha smiled warmly and lovingly down on her. Tsunami let out a loud gasp and Yamcha buried his teeth into the crook of her neck as they both climaxed simultaneously. Tsunami winced at first, but then pleasure consumed her and instinct took over and found herself biting him as well. Both lapped at each other's wounds until no more blood seeped out. Yamcha then pulled the covers over them and kissed Tsunami passionately before nuzzling her neck affectionately, purring happily.

Tsunami blinked and looked at him.

"Yamcha...are you...purring?" she asked with uncertainty.

He gave a sheepish grin, "Well yeah. J'dee told me maybe you made a wish or something. I woke up in a cave with a tail."

Tsunami looked at him incredulously, "My wish!"

Yamcha smirked, "And I can't say I'm not greatful. You saved my life."

She smiled warmly, "I love you Yamcha."

"I love you Tsunami," he said before smirking, "A saiiyan, huh? This is gonna take a while to get used to."

Tsunami couldn't help but smirk devilishly, "Wait until a full moon comes out."

Yamcha panicked, "Aw man, I forgot about that! I'll turn into one of those giant apes!"

She placed a finger over his lips, "Not if you stay indoors. The moon also makes you..feel things.."

Her hand found it's way to the base of his new tail and stroked it firmly, earning a moan and a purr from Yamcha. He bit his lower lip and grabbed her hand, "Tsunami, you naughty girl. It seems being a saiiyan gives you new spots."

A big, sly grin formed on his face, "Let's find out where yours are.."

Tsunami giggled as his lips captured hers and his hands started to roam again.