Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Inhibitions Lost ❯ Awakening Feelings ( Chapter 1 )

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(It's not like I have any money anyway :P).

However, this story is my original creation and is copyrighted by me.

Please don't copy it and claim it as your own. This story is based on the Tenchi Muyo: Ryo-Oh-Oki characters, so Mihoshi isn't as ditzy, though much more clumsy!

Inhibitions Lost

Author's comments:

Hi all dennisud here, Datexan and I have collaborated to write this little ditty as a preface to my story; "Uninhibited Consequences." Now since this is a lemon, no one under 18 should read it and as such that is why this is in the lemon section of TMFFA. Now as some may know I don't usually write lemons, but I knew my friend Datexan has written some nice and tasteful lemons so I challenged him to do one for my story. This is the result so enjoy and let us know what you think!

Dennisud- dennis_d@popmail.firn.edu

Datexan- submissions@fan-fics-r-us.com

Tenchi Masaki was happy. Happy he had graduated and looked forward to a long summer at home till he would leave for college. He knew that he would have to make a fateful decision about the girls as well, but for today, he wanted just to have fun and enjoy his family.

These last few months he had noticed that the girls were becoming less hostile toward each other, and he made it his mission to let them know how proud he was of them. He was also noticing some other changing dynamics within the family. First off, his grandfather seemed to be spending more time with Washu, who now seemed to be out of her lab much more than before. Something was going on there, he felt, but with his grandfather's stoic presence, plus Washu's constant asking for that certain sample, he wasn't sure.

Next was the new friendship that his father had developed with Mihoshi. She had applied for a part time job with the local police department to help supplement the household income and also it afforded her a chance to make connections with local law enforcement. But one qualification she lacked was a driver's license. She shyly asked one time during dinner if he could teach her how to drive so she could accept the job. Before Tenchi could answer, his father with what seemed real sincerity, volunteered his skills as a driver and so within a few weeks he helped her learn to drive; and it allowed him to start to connect to a girl since Tenchi's Mom had passed away.

With this in mind, Tenchi and his family started to get into the spirit of the party. And after a few of his friends came over it became even livelier. During the party with about 30 of his friends and family in attendance, he noticed his tipsy Grandfather searching for Washu. They then started looking for her as well, and just as they got to her lab door, out it swung with a now adult Washu in a silk red on white kimono and a wry smile on her face. Both men shook, 'til she grabbed the hand of his Grandfather.

"Well, Yousho honey, its time to boogey!" And they both were on the impromptu dance floor in the living room. Tenchi had to laugh a seeing his Shinto Priest of a grandfather do the Electric Slide with his friends.

Tenchi noticed a few minutes after Washu exited her lab, Mihoshi also stumbled out of the same door and into the arms of a now inebriated Nobuyuki. Tenchi was thankful that in the times he had seen his father drunk, he was one of those "good" drunks. So Mihoshi, who was naturally good-natured, had a fun time with him throughout the party.

Through most of the early part of the party, Tenchi focused his attention on Sasami and Ryo-Oki who was of course the first to go to sleep, though she was not in her bed. As the party wound down and his friends left sometime after midnight, all that were left were his family members. It was quite a site to as Mihoshi got his father to sing a song with her called "Reunited," though shortly afterwards she passed out.

As Nobuyuki tried carrying her upstairs rather unsteadily, he was surprised as Washu and his grandfather took the stage, as it was, to sing rather badly a rendition of "Fly me to the Moon." Afterwards he saw his clearly drunk Grandfather and the red kimonoed Washu making their way to the shrine. He thought he saw them holding hands, but he had started to drink some sake a bit before. Ayeka and Ryoko were performing a duet with their arms around each other's shoulders, singing to the tune of "We Are Family," as he slowly made his way up the stairs holding a sleeping Sasami, taking her to her room to tuck her in for the night with Ryo-Ohki. As he tucked both of them in he knew that tomorrow would be quiet as can be, as various family members would be so hung over that no one would even breath heavily the next morning.

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Picture is from the Tenchi Muyo! Ryo-Ohki! Artbook produced by AIC

After making sure Sasami was comfortable, he stumbled towards his room and there he saw a sight that he wouldn't have believed would ever happen, both Ryoko and Ayeka, obviously tanked, in his room with the Karaoke machine, slowly doing a strip tease. He was frozen in place at the door as the girls slowly disrobed. He finally became mobile enough to reach his desk for some tissue to wipe at his bloody nose.

"Tenchi, why don't you join us, it will be really fun!" said Ryoko seductively.

"Lord Tenchi, I would like you to join us too, my love!" stated Ayeka in a sensual voice.

"You two are drunk, you don't really want to do this, do you?" asked an excited but nervous Tenchi. The last two words came out in a high-pitched squeak.

Tenchi was nervous but he didn't run away like he usually did. The thing that always yelled in his head to run wasn't there this time; it was like his inhibitions were gone. After a few moments' hesitation, a now amorous, but still slightly tipsy, Tenchi slowly went to the door, not to run through it but to close and lock it. He turned around to reveal a smirky grin and slowly made his way towards the girls who were giggling with delight.

As he approached them, the girls lost what little clothing was left on them so that they stood before him, completely nude. He held out his arms, as the two moved closer to him. Ryoko was first into his arms and as his right arm wrapped around her body, he felt his skin against hers and it ignited something within him. But before he could say a word, her lips were pressed against his and that small ignition turned into a raging fire. On his other side he felt Ayeka's nude form press against him as his left arm wrapped around her. Breaking contact with Ryoko's mouth he tried to say something, what he would say he had not a clue, but he was going to say something when Ayeka's mouth pressed against his hungrily.

His hands slid up and down their backs as Ryoko removed his shirt. How she did it, he did not care, but since it was a button down shirt and she removed it in seconds he did not care if it was shredded or lost. Releasing Ayeka's lips he kissed Ryoko once more as her hands traveled down his chest. Feeling Ayeka's hands on him startled him, and he let go of Ryoko's lips and moved to kiss Ayeka but her head had moved slightly so he ended up leaning is head forward and kissing her shoulder. The princess shivered delightfully as he began to caress her bare shoulder with his mouth.

As he did that Ryoko began to rain little kisses down his chest, and stomach. She could feel the acceleration of his heart as she moved lower. "Oh my…" she breathed as she saw a bulge in his pants. A few times in the past she had seen him nude and even fewer times she had caressed him down there, but she didn't remember this kind of reaction before. Relieving him of his pants and then his boxers, she was confronted with a part of him that she had rarely seen and had never seen like this. This part of him was sticking straight out from his body and pointing right at her.

"Oh god…" he groaned as Ryoko's hands began to caress it. It felt good to her to know that just her touch could cause him this much pleasure. As she stroked it she marveled at how it seemed to get just slightly longer and harder.

Tenchi's mouth traveled down Ayeka's neck and shoulders to one of her breasts and he began to slowly kiss and caress it while tilting her body back slightly to give him better access when Ryoko's fingers began to caress him down there. He never knew it could feel so good, but with it came an intense longing, a desire. He felt he would be burn alive with it unless something happened soon.

Just as his lips took the tip of Ayeka's breast into his mouth so did Ryoko take the tip of him into her mouth. She had heard on several of those late night shows of women doing this, and even on some of Nobuyuki's hidden video's it had lots of shows where women did this, but she had never thought of doing it herself. In fact, she had not really meant to do it this time, but the curiosity was there and she could not quench the thought. As she took more of him into her mouth, she felt his body tense and then Ayeka shriek slightly.

"Oh Tenchi…" The princess said as he tried to apologize. He had not meant to but Ryoko's movement had caused him to grimace and rub his teeth together, and unfortunately for Ayeka, a part of her was caught between his teeth. To make up for it he began to kiss her now painfully stiff nipple with little feather kisses that seemed to cause her body to quiver under his touch. However his mind, or a part of it, was still on what Ryoko was doing to him.

Ryoko could feel a fire raging through her as she continued her ministrations on him. It didn't sound that appealing at first, but she had to try it. And now as she was picking up her tempo, she was feeling a yearning down inside her body as well. She wanted; no, needed him now more than anything. She released him from her lip's clutches, and looked up his body to see his mouth closed over Ayeka's breast. The princess had her head back moaning loudly.

Rising slowly, she whispered into his ear, "Tenchi… I need you… I need you now…" He nodded mutely and after releasing Ayeka his mouth closed of her one of her breasts and she gasped out. She felt his hand slide down her shoulder to her back and back up but it wasn't enough for her. Behind her, somewhere, she knew the bed was there, so leaning back she pulled him off balance and the tow of them, followed by Ayeka, landed on the bed. His face was now buried in the valley between her breasts as his legs and hips were now between hers. Grasping his still moistened self from when she had tasted it earlier, she guided it to where the burning was strongest. Ayeka had moved behind him and she was kissing his shoulders while her hands massaged his chest, but he could barely concentrate on what was happening to him.

Since stepping into his room, his mind was spinning and he could not make sense of why he was doing most of this, as he could not seem to find that part of him that would say no to such things. Instead, he just lifted himself up slightly above Ryoko's prone form as her hands guided him to something he had only dreamed about. She arched her hips up to meet him as his body lowered to her. In a moment, the longest moment of his life, his body made contact with hers and then he was penetrating her body. That moment stopped as their hips met and he somehow became aware that he was fully inside her now.

But it wasn't enough; a need in her and him drove their bodies further, but not together. Their bodies pulled apart and just before he exited her body one of her legs wrapped around him pulling him back. That moment, the same one that he had just experienced, he experienced again, this time it was even more blissful. His body took over from there and he began to move his body against hers pushing and grinding himself against her as a part of him was pulled out and pushed back in to her.

Ryoko's desires and needs began to mount as she wanted, and demanded more of him. Ayeka, not happy with being behind him, moved to beside Ryoko and captured his mouth with hers. For a while he thought he had died and gone to heaven as he had one angel below him and one angel kissing him. His body shifted to the side slightly to better caress

Ayeka's body and in the process something happened to Ryoko.

She was not sure if it was the new twist in his body, the building of the desire in her or if it was just him, but she felt that he had suddenly touched something that was like touching every burning part of her body at once. But he didn't do it just once. She could feel him rubbing against it, touching it repeatedly with each thrust of his. She had to have more as she thrust her hips up to meet his strokes. It did not take long for her body to begin to shudder; the only thing she could equate it to was having electricity pour through her body in the most wonderful way that seemed to short out her senses for a moment. With a quick thrust up, she let out a gasp that was suddenly stopped as her body locked or froze into place.

Tenchi felt her body tense up as her body was thrust upwards, but he could not stop the desire building in his own body as he thrust hard into her body forcing her back down on to the bed. His lips closed over Ryoko's as they both screamed as their bodies released each other. Had he thought about it he would have been glad they muffled their own screams of passion, but this was not the time for him to think about it. Instead, they fell together on the bed, both drenched in sweat and panting heavily.

Lifting himself up from Ryoko, he was suddenly aware of a very aroused Ayeka, who was kissing his shoulders lightly. She had watched the whole thing and while normally she would have never allowed herself to be seen in the same bed as Ryoko, much less nude. However, this was different. She felt no restrictions of any kind on her, and just watching them it had made her very excited. Tenchi though was still panting from the exertion, so he was easy prey to her advances.

She gave him a slight push and he fell beside Ryoko who just cuddled up to his arm, while Ayeka crawled over them both so that she straddled him. He wanted to say he was tired, that he could not move, but he had not voice. Despite his feelings though, her hand grasped a now wet and sticky portion of him, and began stroking it to full attention again.

"Tenchi…" she breathed out, "I need you… Please…"

There was something in her voice that sounded different and it seemed to go straight to something inside him, He could feel a strength returning to his body as he reached up with his free arm to pull her into a kiss. He did not think he could do anything but that, but his body soon showed him that it was wanting, desiring and needing more. A part of his brain was barely able to comprehend that Ayeka had her hand on a part of him that had just been inside her mortal enemy and now she wanted the same.

Looking down the princess's form he saw where she was guiding him, and had he been himself he would have had a bloody nose, but the blood was going elsewhere now. Once she believed he was stiff enough, she positioned herself over him. Then rubbing him against her, she prepared for a brief moment before dropping herself fully on him. Pain like she had never experienced before shot though her body as she screamed out words that where unintelligible to him. After that first drop she fell forward on him and gave him a loving kiss as she tried to force the pain away from herself.

Tenchi though, had not understood the reason for this, for her scream, so he began to move his hips up against hers and then back down. At first, she let out a slight whimper, but all feelings of pain left her as a more primal and urgent need arose. The need to quench the burning inside, the desire overrode her every thought as she began to move in rhythm with his body. As the fires began to rage inside them, Ryoko too started to feel it, the passion, and the heat emanating from them. She began to stroke his arm at first then his chest as the fire began to rage in her body as well.

With Ryoko, seemingly coming alive beside him and Ayeka above him Tenchi wondered if it could get any better than this. His question was answered as he felt Ryoko's hand sliding down his stomach. One of his hands he was using to hold Ayeka, the other was pinned under Ryoko, so the only thing he could do with it was stroke and caress her back, though he slowly became aware that he was a little low for her back. Ayeka had both her hands on his shoulders as she tried to move her body on, urgently she needed to keep moving as her body was craving him, demanding him, and more of him. On and on this need drove her body past it's brink as her arms and legs were screaming out, but she still wanted more.

Ayeka gasped suddenly as she felt a hand between him, and her. Had she taken a moment to guess whose hand it was she might have been furious, though at the moment she didn't care. The hand was rubbing against her in a very nice way. Pausing for a moment she ground her hips against the hand and let out a moan of contentment. The hand though began stroking him, while the knuckles rubbed against her body. It did not take long for this treatment to get to both of them. Tenchi's body began to shake as his release was near, he tried to hold out, just a little longer for her. However his body had other ideas. With one last thrust Tenchi thrust his hips into the air, taking the princess by surprise as she was forced upwards by him.

This act, this movement, was the trigger her body was waiting for as her own body seized up for a moment in sheer bliss. As she was still suspended by him, she let herself fall forward onto him as his body convulsed, and quivered, not just on the outside, but she could feel it on the inside. Slowly the two bodies fell back towards the bed, completely spent, tired, and happy.

"Tenchi…" a coy voice called from beside him. Looking at her smiling face told him all he needed to know; she wanted more. He was not even able to voice his objections as she began to massage his body. Shaking his head, he tried to convey to her that he couldn't move, much less anything else.

She seemed sad and he wished he had the strength, the energy to make her happy. Ayeka collapsed beside him holding his other arm snugly. Before he could even look at her, she had fallen asleep, but the smile she wore told him all was all right. Looking back at Ryoko he smiled and said another prayer for the strength, but his prayers were unanswered. Luckily, though she began to yawn. He gave her a light kiss as she grabbed a sheet from somewhere and covered them up with it. Tenchi just let his head fall back and he was asleep before his head even hit the pillow.

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Nobuyuki knew that he'd had way too much to drink, he also knew that Mihoshi had as well. Even now, as he tried to make it to his room to drop her off he was unable to walk. And so, he was crawling along hallway with Mihoshi starting to stir in his arms. Pulling himself into his room he moved over to the bed and deposited Mihoshi, who picked that moment to wake up, on top of the sheets.

As soon as she hit the sheets she kicked off her shoes and began to unbutton her shirt. Nobuyuki averted his eyes and tried to stand up to leave. "You don't have to go, you can stay here."

"No, I need to go downstairs."

"Please, you can stay with me tonight, this is your room after all."

"I know, but since we don't have an extra room for you, I'll sleep on the couch for tonight."

"You don't have to, the bed is big enough for the both of us." She giggled and he felt something land on his shoulder. Looking at it, he lifted it off to discover it was her pants.

"Oh… I-I well…um…" he stammered as he tried to keep himself from turning around.

"Here, let's get you ready for bed, you're so tired you can't even talk!" She started to pull his shirt off from behind him as he grabbed her hands.

As he looked at her hands he could see that she still had her shirt on so he hoped it was still covering her, "This isn't right… I can't… You shouldn't…"

"Why not? When you're in town, I have to sleep in here. It's very cozy." He tried to say something, anything, but his tongue was failing him.

He turned around as he released her hands and he stared at a sight that made a part of him jump. She was sitting on his bed, wearing a skimpy pair of panties and her shirt was completely open revealing her chest to him. His mind began to numb at the sight of her tanned flesh and he closed his eyes to block out the sight but it was too late.

"Please, let me help you…" her voice took on another tone. "Please, you can help me."

"Not like that! I can't… My wife…" He placed his hands on her shoulders and tried to push away his own rising needs as well as explain to her why he can't.

Instead though she began to rub her hands up and down his shirt while undoing the buttons, "Please, I want to feel needed… loved… I want to…"

"No, I can't…" he gulped audibly as he realized that she was having an effect on him.

Mihoshi looked down sadly, "It's because I'm stupid isn't it? Everyone thinks I'm stupid and that I don't…" she began to tear up as he looked at her dumbfounded.

"It's not that, I can't do this… it'd…"

"Aren't I pretty though? Don't you think I'm pretty?" She leaned closer to him, "I can help you, if you help me…"

"But… but…" He was loosing the war with his mind as he continued to listen to her. Slowly she began to move her hips against his and he could feel that despite his feelings a part of him wanted her, desperately wanted her. "Mihoshi… listen... you are very pretty… but I…" he lost his voice as she kissed him. He could feel her chest rubbing against his and he knew he would not last much longer against this.

"Can't you love me? Don't you even like me?" Tears began to fall from her eyes as she asked him as. She needed him… someone… anyone to tell her she was loved. In her mind, she knew that Tenchi only loved Ryoko or Ayeka, not her. And she had hoped that he could love her. She had spent many nights in this room, looking at his pictures; she knew that he understood love. She could still feel it, she could feel his love in here and she wished that she could experience it.

"I… I-I can't its not right…" he pleaded with her, wishing that she would stop, but before he could finish his plea she kissed him. It was then and there that his body stopped listening to his mind. Placing his hands on her shoulders, he returned her kiss, with interest. A tear fell from her eye as his arms then began to work their way around her pulling her closer to him. Slowly he began to lean her backwards onto the bed as one of his hands worked its way inside her opened shirt. His touch came so gently at first that she didn't realize it was there, but soon his hand began to massage her breast.

She gasped as his fingers began to rub her nipples, while his mouth moved to her neck. Already he was so gentle, 'so unlike anytime…' She pushed that thought away as he nibbled lightly on her collarbone. Vainly she tried to reach his pants to pull them off, but he had moved down too far for her arms to reach them, so she settled on finishing her task of removing his shirt. "Oh…" she gasped as he kissed her breasts, gently, and tenderly. The feelings brought a moan to her throat as it felt like he was making love to her, not just having sex. As his mouth worked on her chest his hand slipped down and began to pull her panties off, and at first she didn't notice. At least until a cool wind passed over her now exposed body.

"Nobuyuki…" He didn't respond, at least not that she could tell. Slowly his kisses began to descend down her body from. 'He's not going to…' she began then sucked in a breath of air as his lips passed below her waist. Her breathing accelerated, as did her heart rate in anticipation of what was to come. As soon as his lips touched her there, she jumped slightly, earning a light chuckle from him. It did not sound like he was laughing at her, or like she had heard before, it… it was a pleasant sound.

Slowly his lips connected with her lower lips again. First kissing one side, then the other before his tongue began to bathe her tanned form. She could feel it moving across her lips, from the top to the bottom and then sliding into her, the sheer pleasure was beyond anything she had experienced in the past. His tongue worked its way to the top edge and there it encountered something. He grinned and then began to bathe it with his tongue while occasionally sucking on it. Mihoshi could barely contain herself as she grabbed his hair and arched up into him. Her body begging, … pleading for more.

It had been so long since both of them had been with anyone, but he found it very interesting that he could still remember this. He had thought about counting the times she had tensed up and released as his tongue took her from one release to the next.

"NOBUYUKI! PLEASE!" She pleaded as the next one washed over her. She fell back against the bed panting, trying to catch her breath. He propped himself up on his hands and knees above her, smiling gently, and she smiled back. He was everything she had hoped he would be, but she needed more, and needed it now before she lost consciousness. "Please… I need you…"

Nodding he sat up and began to removed his pants. As he stood to let them fall he noticed again what he was doing. 'Oh no… what have I done?' He watched as she waited for him, wanting him. He knew that he wanted her, but he also knew that this wasn't right. Despite his minds wishes though he felt his body moving closer to her.

As he seemed to pause over her, she felt as though he might leave her. "Please, I need you… please…"

He could see fear entering her eyes, 'fear,' he thought, and as he thought about it, she seemed to be fearful of him leaving her. But he couldn't leave her, not now. He needed her as well, or was it more of a 'wanting?' he thought as he moved closer to her. Kissing her lips gently, he felt her hands guiding him.

Though he didn't know if she had done this before or not, he decided to go slow, just in case. As his body touched, then entered her he inched his way along. By the time they're hips met he understood that she had been with someone before. As he realized that, two thoughts crossed his mind, 'They had better not of just used her,' and 'I wish I was your first.' Despite both thoughts, his body's need and hers overrode everything. He began to move against her, back and forth as he kissed and caressed her form some more. It felt strange but since the first kiss, he could not see to get enough of the taste of her.

He wanted to go slow, he wanted this to last and if he could of, he would have made it last all night. However, his body was not what it once used to be, his control had been long lost. The slow and steady strokes seemed to increase in speed, as was his need of a release. Control was not on his side, but he smiled nonetheless as she let out one more loud moan and her body tensed up around him. The feeling of being with someone again, the feel of her body against his, and finally the feeling her body seemingly constricting around him tightly pushed him over the sweet edge of release.

With one last shudder she released him and he fell beside her, barely able to roll onto his back as she snuggled up close to him. "Thank you…"

"…Anytime…" he was not sure which one of them did it, but one of them pulled the covers over them.

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Picture is not mine, it was created by Jason Meador

Washu walked with Katsuhito up to the shrine and once there she decided to put the final stage of her plan into action, this entire evening she had wanted to be with him. Actually the more she thought about it for the past several months she had wanted to be with him, but she could not bring herself to talk to him about that. That fact and the fact that she never could tell how he felt towards anyone drove her to her current plan. Earlier in the evening she had set up a device that should remove her own, as well as his, inhibitions.

As they reached the door he stopped and leaned against it, "Thanks for the wonderful evening Miss Washu," he tried to come off sounding tired, and in truth, he was not quite feeling himself.

"Can't I come in for a drink?" She tried, she wanted any reason, or excuse to be allowed in. Not just into the room, though.

He looked at her and could tell she wanted more, but he didn't think he should let that happen. "I am sorry, but I need to rest," he smiled apologetically, but it didn't seem to help as she looked he thought very sad.

"Please… just one drink." Inwardly she cursed as she felt that her machine was not doing as well as it should be.

He sighed, "Very well, one cup off tea." Inside he felt that he was being pulled in two directions. The sight of her in this kimono captivated one side of him, the other side was telling him not to look.

She smiled and took a step towards the door, but she soon remembered why she wouldn't wear kimonos regularly, as in her slightly drunken state she tripped. At first she cursed herself for falling, at least until she realized he had caught her. His arms had wrapped around her to keep her from falling while her hands were against his chest. "I…" she tried, but was captivated by his eyes, she had never seen eyes that held her attention so.

"Well, looks like you've had…" he was cut short by her lips pressing against his. He felt a stirring from inside him and before he would allow himself to loose control, he broke the kiss. "Um, Miss…"

Washu couldn't understand how he could resist her, even without her machines, she should be irresistible, but he was still able to push her away. She knew he would say something, more than likely something sensible and she didn't want to hear it. Instead she pushed herself against him and kissed him harder while running her fingers through his gray hair. She needed someone, someone to love her back.

He kissed her back a moment then pulled away from her, his ability to keep control of himself was waning. "Washu… I'm old… it's not…"

"I don't care! Damn it! I don't care how old you are, I'm 20,000 years…" she stopped as she began to cry, she couldn't do this, even with the help of her machines. But she needed him, even is he was an old man. She felt something from him, like he changed someone. Looking up she did a double take as she realized he was young again. Rubbing her eyes, she hoped she was not dreaming.

"I haven't shown anyone my true form in years."

"True… form…"

"Yes…"

"A disguise! All this time!" He just nodded and she jumped at him knocking him down just inside the building. He was taken by surprise but not nearly as much as when she started to kiss him more, and harder. She had wanted him before, even before she knew this, and now… she wanted, and needed him even more. What surprised Washu was as she kissed him on the floor his hands started rubbing her back. Her skin burned under his touch, as her clothes became a hassle. She wanted to feel his hands on her skin, right now.

She broke the kiss and sat up slightly, his face was flushed and he looked confused, "These are just getting in the way," she said as she waved her hand and her kimono flew off her and into a portal. Yousho was now staring up at her nude adult form and his eyes went wide. Fear crept into her as she realized that she was being too forward, but before she could bring her clothes back his hands grasped her breasts, and began to caress them. Moaning softly she just reveled in the touch of his hands on her skin. At that moment, she knew her device had worked perfectly, despite Mihoshi's accident in the lab.

A startled gasp erupted from her as he sat up slightly to take one of her breasts into his mouth. As his tongue worked to bathe her breasts she moaned out softly several times, 'this is more like it,' she thought. She was not aware of her surroundings, or even what else he was doing as his month worked, at least until she felt a hard surface rubbing against her back. When she opened her eyes expecting to see she was still sitting up, she was surprised to see that he had rolled her over and she was now on her back. "Sneaky…" she gaped out, though she was going to say more it was lost as his hand worked it's way between her legs. The sudden outpouring of moans as gasps from her just proved that much more that she really needed more.

"I… we…" she tried to speak though he was making it very difficult. "Floor's… hard… bed…" Her head fell back in her first sexual release in centuries. She looked up from the floor to see his smiling face, not a smile that said 'got you', but one that seemed to fill her with a warm feeling from inside. She waved her hand and a portal opened up beneath them and as they fell down though it and out a portal above his bed. As he fell into the bed, he realized that she had reversed their positions, and that he was now nude as well.

"Sneaky…" he said softly as she kissed him.

Now it was her turn, and she wanted to definitely thank him for what he just did and then some. As she released his lips, she began to kiss down his chest. As she moved she let her breasts rub against his skin, and the movement seemed to excite her as much as him. It did not take her long to reach her goal, though he felt her journey down his body was excruciatingly slow. His body jumped as her hand wrapped itself around a part of him that he had not allowed anyone to touch in many years. Her hand began to work up and down its length as she marveled at its size, "Seems Tsunami has blessed her Juraians." She winked at him as the sweat began to roll off him.

'What is she… she's not going to… she is…" His head fell backwards as she took him in her mouth. She may have teased Tenchi about it before, but her last husband had never complained about her talents. Washu could feel his hands trembling as they ran through her hair, she did not know what it was about this, but she always got a kick out of this. Slowly she would work her way from the tip to the base and then back to the tip. Along the way she would bathe it with her tongue. Occasionally she would hold the tip with her teeth while allowing her tongue to swirl around it, much to the pleasure of who ever she was doing it to. As it was, if she would have thought about it, she had only used this technique on two people, and the second one was still with her.

After what he was sure was an hour of her torture, though it was in reality it was a much shorter time, he began to feel his body shaking. He knew what was about to happen, but she had completely cut off his tongue from his mouth by what she was doing. Unable to hold back any longer he felt his body release as her lips closed over him tightly. He could feel her throat moving against him and he could only groan as it became very obvious to him what she was doing.

When he could move again, he just looked up at her smiling face. "Don't tell me you're worn out?" She said sweetly.

"…Hardly…" he said and grasping her shoulders, he pulled her down to him. She had thought he was going to kiss her again, but he went by her lips and began to kiss her shoulder again."

"You've… got… a thing… with my shoulders don't you?" His tongue made it hard to say it in one breath but she finally said it, though she was not absolutely sure just how many breaths it actually took.

"Is that a problem?" He nibbled at them some more slightly causing her to moan softly. "I didn't think so," he added. Rolling her over so that he was above her again he took a deep breath and concentrated.

"What are you doing?"

He smirked at her, "An old Juraian technique."

She raised an eyebrow, then caught sight of something else that was rising. "I like the technique…"

Smiling softly, he leaned over her again, as she moved her legs slightly apart. She knew what was coming and she had been waiting for this for too long. Yousho though seemed to enjoy keeping her waiting as he just let himself rub against her. Squirming a little, she tried to get control again, but she had lost her control, and while it frustrated her, she was very happy to have lost it for such a good reason. He finally allowed her to guide him to where she wanted him, to where she needed him to be.

He slid into her slowly, as the both of them breathed out a sigh of relief. But all was not over. He then pulled almost all the way out and then pushed back in slowly and steadily. She tried to get him to move faster or to help it along, but he thwarted her somehow. She had meant to use her device to keep the upper hand, to do with him as she pleased, but he held on to his control. It seemed to her that a few hundred years as a priest and learning control exercises are something that even the most genius of devices can't overcome completely. 'Well at least not alone…' she thought and waved her hand. A portal appeared simultaneously above them and below them.

As they fell through one and out the other she had gained the upper hand again, or at least she got to be on top again. She smiled as he realized what she had done. Not allowing him to recover from the sudden change, she began to move against him. She moved much faster than he did and right now she needed the release. Urging her body forward or at least up and down she continued to drive them both towards the next release… and then the next… 'With his techniques we should be able to keep going all night,' she thought happily.

To her surprise and joy he did not try to change the positions, instead his hands seemed to be helping her move as well as his hips were moving in sequence to hers allowing for that much more pleasure. But at they're pace it did not take long for her to start shaking again. As she began to quiver above him, he gave her a quick roll, which placed her on her back again with her legs being held up in the air by him. In this new position, she began to make what she thought were encouragements to him; however, to him it sounded like she was speaking in another language.

Pausing for a moment he let her calm down slightly, but as she panted from breath she looked at him strangely, 'why'd he stop?'

He rolled her onto her side with her legs curled up slightly though he still did not remove himself from within her, "Are you ok now?" She nodded her head and he took another deep breath, and this time she knew what it was, he was regaining his control over his body. Leaning over her he kissed her shoulder and began to thrust into her again, though this time she was panting heavier and almost screaming for joy.

Washu was unsure how many times she screamed, or even how many times her body found the release it was craving. However, she did learn one thing from this quiet priest, he has read a lot of books about positions. Washu was well on her way to what she thought was her hundredth, and his he was not far behind her. In fact, he was right behind her at the moment. She was clutching a pillow in her arms as she buried her face in it to keep from waking up the world with her latest screams, as he was right behind her on his knees, holding up her hips.

She had wanted to outlast him; to show that she had more control or something like that, but as time moved on, she just prayed that she could keep up with him. There was no longer a sense of time, or even a sense of anything, but after this last time both he and her fell over on the bed. He knew he would be sore in the morning, and she hoped she could walk after this, but those worried were put to rest as the two of them tried to catch their breath first, and then their racing hearts.

"I've… never… used that… tech-tech… that… so many times…" he panted out and she smiled.

"Rest up then…" she grinned, "you may need it a few more times." She could hear a chuckle from him, and she knew it was an idle threat. Even if it did sound like fun, she didn't think she could move yet. Waving her finger, as that was all she could muster the sheets that had been thrown of f the bed flew back and covered them up. The last thing she felt was his arm sliding around her and him pulling her back against his chest.

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That morning, as he birds chirped outside Yousho finally awoke with a splitting headache but also some other aches he hadn't felt in years. He then remembered why. He looked around and felt the futon he was on and the warm spot that Washu had been lying on. At first he was furious at her for taking advantage of him, but then he also had a need, a want and caring of love for the red headed scientist. He smiled, but still wanted to have a serious talk with Washu.

But as he got up and put his Katsuhito disguise back on he realized that he hadn't felt this good in years, and then it happened. He felt a twinge deep within his chest. "My Goddess, I haven't felt that …since Airi."

He looked out his shrine office window and gazed at the shrine's courtyard. He scanned the area it encompassed when he saw a surprised Washu run into a portal. It was clear that she had been watching him and must have panicked when he saw her. He smiled and laughed "Airi would have done the same." He then thought "and I would have too, if I could do that." He contemplated this new situation between them and knew that he had to talk to her. He sighed, and then he started his morning rituals, anticipating the coming storm that he knew would come during breakfast. Quickly he brewed a homemade remedy for sake hangovers, as he knew he would need it. After he dressed, he made his way down the shrine stairs towards the Masaki home.

It was a typical morning in the Okayama Prefecture and in a lovely valley just outside the city limits. On one hill just above the valley stood the Masaki Shrine. Below, within the valley there was a beautiful lake and on one end was a very large and modern looking house. It was much larger than most homes in the prefecture, let alone within Japan itself. In a certain bedroom, a certain 18 year old boy was stirring.

Tenchi Masaki was slowly waking for a new morning but unlike most mornings he was feeling awful. "Oh, what bus ran over me last night?" thought a very groggy and pained Tenchi. He was definitely feeling a hangover from last night. Then he tried to move and get to the bathroom. Then two things happened, first Ryoko wasn't there floating above to greet him and second, he couldn't move due to the fact that he felt both his arms pinned down. He finally opened his eyes to find out why he couldn't move. To his surprise (That being an understatement) he saw a mass of cyan and purple hair on his chest. Upon further inspection he realized that he was the middle of a Ryoko and Ayeka sandwich.

(Oh my God, what happened last night?) Tenchi mentally shouted.

Now continue to Uninhibited Consequences, by dennisud.

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