Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Tainted Love ❯ Exotica ( Chapter 3 )

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Rated: NC-17. [Strong Lemon]

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Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews. Dedicated to the May/December Shrine! Thanks for waiting for me to get back from vacation to write about… Yamucha and Marron's vacation. ^_^ Love to all! ~ Especially Kinomi who writes the best lemons ever! :D

"Tainted Love"

Chapter 3

:Faye Valentine:

Marron smiled brightly and looked out the air-car at the beautiful, picturesque island they were slowly descending upon. Later, she would compare herself and her emotions to the abundant plant life- wild, raw, and completely a part of nature. Twisting her head she could see the beach. Everything looked perfect. She turned back to Yamucha and smiled sweetly,

"Everything looks beautiful, Yamucha!" She touched his arm briefly and felt the car land, lurching slightly. They climbed out quickly, unloading their suitcases. They walked together along the small walkway leading to the house in companionable silence. Marron looked at the scenery and Yamucha looked at Marron. The whole situation had become so insane in so little a time, and - no, he would not think about what poor Kuririn would say about his best friend having sex with his only daughter. This vacation was for them and no one else. Even his conscience wasn't going to ruin this one; he wanted her too badly for that to happen.

"Well, Mar, do you like it?" They stood at the front door, Marron gazing at the small but beautifully furnished house. He got out the key and opened the front door.

"Like it? I love it! It's adorable!" She threw down her suitcase and flung her arms around Yamucha's neck. "Just perfect…" She whispered in his ear and kissed him on the cheek. He put down his own luggage and hugged her, kissing her on the lips.

"Good." He held her face in his large hands, "Come on, let's put this stuff away." They walked upstairs together and dumped their things in the walk-in closet.

"I guess there really isn't a point in putting my clothes away…we're not going to be here that long, right?"

"Well we can stay here as long as you want, but it makes more sense to live out of the suitcase," he smiled. "Besides, it makes everything more exciting that way." His eyes lit up playfully and he sat down on the master bed, "Just think of it, Mar: you're living on a deserted island with only a few pairs of panties and a man who always wants to take them off." He grinned when Marron laughed, "You think I'm kidding?" He reached over and pulled her effortlessly towards him. He let his arms linger around her legs and rested his head against her stomach.

"No…" She said quietly, almost afraid he was kidding. She looked down at him and their eyes met. She allowed herself to collapse against him and he helped her onto his lap.

"You okay?" He asked, suddenly worried.

"I'm lost." She said, and she flinched when she realized how flat her tone was. He turned her chin so that she could look him in the eyes.

"Ok, what's wrong with my girl?" His eyes showed his concern.

"Oh, Yamucha, nothing's wrong. I just… Everything has happened so fast. I-" I think I'm in love with you. "You make me feel better than anyone else has ever made me feel- even Trunks. You turn me on just by talking anymore…" Her voice trailed off. She looked at him with big, blue and demanding eyes. Yamucha wasn't sure what to say, but figured if he left her hanging he'd ruin this vacation before it had even started.

"I know it's…it's the same way for me. It is fast, and I keep finding myself wondering if what I'm doing with you is totally - moral - or not." He avoided her eyes when he said this and hurried forward, "I- I love the way you make me feel, too, little girl." He looked for her approval and found it. She kissed him then, deeply, and breathed hard against his skin when it was done,

"Well…at least we're feeling the same things. I don't feel as alone about it anymore…" She wasn't sure what to do next, and for some reason didn't want to touch him just then. Everything could wait for later- they would have a wonderful romantic time here at this house that no one but them knew existed. "So! Hungry? I packed some sandwiches before we left. Let's see the kitchen." She tried to get up, but his arms still held her tightly,

"I like to eat after…" Yamucha said throatily against the skin of her neck. Marron shivered and relented.

"You do turn me on just by talking. I hate you…" She joked and kissed him.

"How bout I just do you now and I'll take care of myself later, inside of you - on the beach just as it's getting dark, on a big comfy blanket, soft against your naked skin…" He kissed her neck and nibbled her ears a little. Marron's eyes opened and got wide, but she kept kissing him.

"Whatever you want, baby…do it to me." She thought she felt him grow harder underneath her bottom and she realized how what she just said could make anyone hot. He growled softly, making her giggle, and pulled off her shirt. He picked her up and placed her belly-side down on the bed. She was breathing hard and felt herself begin to sweat. Yamucha came up behind her, letting some of his weight rest on her backside but holding himself up enough not to hurt her. Her kissed her on the back of the neck and whispered the things he was going to do to her in her ear.

"I'll make you come, Marron, fast and then slow. I'll caress you and kiss your skin… I'm going to make you moan and gasp, Mar…" He smiled when he heard her let out a gasp at his boldness. "See? Already…" He chuckled against her back. He began to kiss her, working his way down from her neck, and put his hands under her on her breasts, pinching her nipples through her bra. Marron gasped again and let herself be taken over.

Yamucha unbuttoned the front of her shorts, ran his hands down to the middle of her thighs, pushing the clothes down and then discarding them somewhere on the bed. He felt her up through her panties, and kissed her sides. He unhooked her bra and slid it out from under her slowly, tossing it away like the shorts. "Are you ready, Marron?" He asked against her back, pushing his hard member against her bottom. She nodded weakly, holding herself up by the elbows. He slipped his hand down her panties slowly, and moved the other to fondle her breasts. She felt helpless and loved it. He moved against her backside slowly and rubbed her clit with one finger at the same speed. Marron hissed,

"Yamucha! Make it fast… I want to come so bad!" She moaned softly, and Yamucha rubbed faster, and let himself press harder up against her. He felt her shudder under him and smirked,

"I fulfilled the fast part of my promise, Mar…what's next?"

"Slow, Yamucha…make me scream." She whispered breathlessly. His eyes widened slightly - he hadn't planned on that response. He could feel himself weakening, but he wanted to do this on the beach later… … there was always tomorrow. He undressed himself down to his boxers, leaving her panting from her orgasm. He moved her carefully again, so that she was sitting on his lap now, her hands gripping the sheets around his legs loosely. He slipped off her underwear and ran his hands over the contours of her body. She was open and waiting for him, and he was more than ready, but waited, so he could give her all she wanted from this. He slipped two fingers into her slowly and she gasped and moved with his rhythm, reveling in his skillful fingers. She spread her legs wider involuntarily, wanting to feel him fully. He fingered her clit sometimes, teasing her and kept his fingers at a slow enough pace to keep her wanting more.

Marron mumbled his name underneath her breath, panting, and Yamucha gave in to her need, pressing harder and faster into her. He heard her panting and for an extra effect, rubbed her clit again just as she was about to climax. She called his name and he let out the breath that he suddenly realized he had been holding in. She collapsed against his chest and sighed. He stared at her back and stroked her sides and chest, feeling the softness of her skin against his somewhat rough hands. She was still breathing hard and she turned around on his lap, straddling him.

"Thank you, Yamucha-kun…" She mumbled against his mouth and kissed him lazily, her fire quelled at the moment. He took her hands and kissed them, held them against his cheek for a moment before letting them fall again. Marron thought he looked almost sad for a moment, then realized he was probably debating whether or not to make love to her. She smiled, taking on the role of temptress and pushed him back until his head landed on the soft pillows behind them. She kissed him on the lips, running her tongue along his gums and sucking on his tongue lightly. She moved her kisses down his chest and kept going until she had his boxers down around his ankles. He couldn't take it anymore and rolled her onto her back, getting on top of her. He kicked off his shorts and smirked for a moment.

"I'm gonna fuck you up against the wall, Marron," he said breathlessly, feeling on fire suddenly at the feel of her soft skin against his. Marron grasped his shoulders as he lifted her up and shoved her up against the wall next to the bed and thrust into her.

"Yamucha!" She moaned loudly, letting out the emotions and sensations rushing through her all at once. He grunted and tried to slow down a little, wanting this to last forever.

"Every time-- I-" Yamucha tried to speak through his animalistic actions and urges, "-Look at you-- I wanna--do this!" He finished and could no longer talk, drowning in Marron's core. She gasped and tried to move roughly against him, but couldn't, pinned helplessly against the cold wall. She came before he did, screaming his name, and didn't care when he kept going to take care of himself. He called her name hoarsely when he spilled into her and it made her smile weakly amidst her exhaustion. She slid down the wall onto the bed slowly as he pulled out of her and clutched at his sides. Yamucha kept his hands on the wall, trapping her inside them.

"Really?" She asked smugly, in between panting, against his chin.

"Kami, yes…" He answered, completely serious. And then ever so gently, he kissed her on the lips and stroked her sides, caressed her breasts. Marron felt herself melt and broke off the kiss suddenly,

"Yamucha, you're the first man to really love me I think…" She paused and measured his reaction, "Everything else, it was all just some stupid infatuation, fumbling to get your pants down for a fuck. But you're so different. You…" She didn't know how to finish, and sighed.

"I really fuck you." He chuckled a little and kissed her again as she smiled. "But I like making love, too. I'll show you what it's really like - later."

"But, Yamucha-kun, the first night -"

He shook his head, "That was too fast, too needed to be perfect. I'm going to give you everything. Just wait and see…" He kissed her again, smiling, "and feel, and taste… and scream if you want, too." They kissed and cuddled for a long while, and then slept.

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When Marron woke, it was half past five o'clock. She was starving, and so she stirred Yamucha carefully touching his shoulder, kissing his face.

"Yes, pretty lady?" He murmured, eyes half closed. She giggled.

"Dinner?" She whispered, reveling in the intimacy of the moment. She kissed his cheek and snuggled up next to him again. Yamucha cleared his throat and looked at her, eye to eye. He suddenly decided he wanted this the rest of his life. Waking up to Marron's beautiful eyes and her small, lithe body in his arms, curled like a contented cat.

"Marriage?" He asked, and shocked himself. Marron sat up straight,

"Nani?" She asked through pale lips. He sat up with her,

"Marron-chan," He stroked her hair. "I'm so sorry. It just- it just came out like that. I was just thinking how much I love this, love you. If you're not ready- of course you aren't. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have suggested something so rashly." He looked down, feeling ridiculous.

"I want to." She said, slightly wide-eyed and shaky, but completely sure of herself. Yamucha blinked, but was at once happy. He smiled but realized it wouldn't be fair to her. What about their ages? He was so much older than she was. He didn't know how to approach everything right then and there. He kissed her again,

"Mar-chan, I just want you to be happy. We'll talk about it later. Let's find our clothes," He smiled wider, "Now, dinner…?"

"Sounds delicious."

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Owari Chapter Three.

A/N: Well? Tell me what you think. I'll be writing more soon of their vacation - yes, there is much more to come! Dee-li-shus-ness!! Much luv, ~Faye Faye

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