Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Tenchi Muyo: The Clone Chronicles ❯ It's About Trust ( Chapter 3 )

Sitting atop two floating cushions in a dimension the size of a planet, yet condensed enough to fit into a small broom closet, is one Tenchi Masaki and the greatest scientific genius in the universe Washu. Their time together was marred with her literally testing him. He thought for sure they'd be having sex or some form of it by the way she hinted with the kiss and her extra emphasis on the word "test". But alas that wasn't the case. Instead, she resumed a course of action on him that he thought they were long since past. She drew blood, hair, she'd even cut a chunk of his skin off and all to be sure, he really wasn't going to eventually mutate into something or kill over in another few months. Washu had found something off about his genetic structure; he possessed a little twinge of Ryoko that wasn't specifically related to her doppelganger ability. It was stable enough within his being that it didn't seem like it would be anything major, but she still wanted to know what it was.

Seeing as though he was becoming slightly red and quite tired from her constant pokes and prods, she let the grappler arms release him and called up her cushions for them to take a seat on. "So doc, how does everything check out?" Tenchi said breaking the silent barrier they'd been behind since entering the lab. "Oh, you check out fine. You do however have a bit of Ryoko in you that's yet to be seen. It shouldn't be too big of a deal seeing as it's mixed solidly within you and doesn't appear to be growing or manifesting any kind of harmful side effects." Washu said with her usual scientific flare. Once again the silent wall moved into place between them as they peered out of the dome the lab was held in, looking over the jungle like environment just on the other side.

Suddenly and without much warning a bird flew by the dome... a bird the size of a small plane. "AAAH!" Tenchi managed to scream falling backward off the cushion on to the floor. Washu being used to the sight of that and the rest of the natural wildlife just chuckled at his outburst. "Washu, that thing can't get in here can it? What the hell was that? It looked like a bird... but it, well you saw it." Tenchi said still firmly on his back with his feet pointed skyward. "Nah. It can't get in, even if it could they're harmless, they only eat fruit." She said smiling down at him. "Good." He said breathing a sigh of relief. "Hmmm, I just realized the view from down here is better." He said just low enough for it to hint at his true meaning, but yet loud enough to sound innocent. Washu decided to play along by looking up. "What? I don't see what's so great about the view down there." She waited for another poorly disguised line, but instead felt his foot push the cushion from under her.

"HEEEEEY," said a falling Washu. Of course, Tenchi managed to catch her before she hit too hard. "That's better. The view is much clearer now." Tenchi said smiling at Washu as he held her on his left arm. She blushed despite herself and let a smile creep across her lips. She snuggled closer to him at this point, resting her head on his chest directly over his heart. It had a strong beat, which caused her to sigh glad that everything did work out with his little experiment. Tenchi on the other hand was playing with her hair. He kept running his fingers through it in a playful manner before one of his many curiosities struck about the multi colored hair women he'd grown to love. "I wonder if this is real? I doubt Ryoko's is fake. She couldn't get dye in a cave. But the rest have ample opportunity to color their hair."

He began to part her hair as best he could with his one hand, checking her roots for any other color besides the flaming red, or should that be flaming pink mane she always wore. Washu felt his playful twirling in her hair grow into an almost search mission for something. "It's real." Were the only words she spoke and with them Tenchi froze. His shirt hung slightly open and she could see his chest and stomach turning red, obviously embarrassed at being caught trying to figure out if her hair color was real. She just had to see his expression, turning to face him with her chin slightly digging in his chest, she saw his face red with a grin any clown would be proud of.

"Haha, uh I wasn't um. Well, err." Tenchi fumbled words like he used to when one of the girls would confront him about something, usually something involving decision making. Washu now had the control where she loved it, with her. So taking the initiative Washu kissed the still bumbling Tenchi. His lips kept flapping so she pressed into the kiss harder; this promptly put his focus where it should be. He felt her tongue slowly snake out and trace around his lower lip. He just had to see how she looked licking his lips, opening his eyes he found her emerald eyes glued on his previous shut brown. It seemed a little weird to stare at each other kissing, it wasn't weird enough for them to close their eyes, but it was weird enough. Again, he felt her tongue, this time pushing in an attempt to gain entry to his mouth. Looking into her eyes still, which kept the creepy element, he complied. The first thing he noticed, or rather his tongue noticed on entry was she had fangs. Ryoko like fangs. "Never noticed them when she talked." Tenchi thought. But never the less he continued on. Her mouth tasted sweet, like some kind of fruit. He couldn't really place the fruit and didn't really care to as he felt her hand moving towards the obvious hard on he had developed a while ago. Sliding his pants and underwear down to about the mid thigh region Washu's mind began to race.

"Ok. It's been a while Washu, but you can do this still. Relax and... Wow that's big; I've seen it before but man in my hand whoa. Breath, Breath, this is nothing for the greatest scientific genius in the universe." Washu thought, while repeating the status that brought her so much comfort. Still looking into his eyes, while chanting her mantra over and over in her mind. Tenchi shuddered as her cool hand grasped his penis, the sudden temperature change brought on by her hand would have made him gasp, but he was still locked in the kiss so it sounded more like a moan. Which from Washu's position seemed like a growl? "Yes, I remember this. The last time I was this close to a guy..." Her memory cut short to be replaced with a new one. Washu's tongue and hand all stopped their rhythmic motions as well. "The last time I was this close to a guy, that freak locked me in that crystal on his ship. Kagato you filthy sack of..." "OOOW!" Tenchi said tearing away from the kiss as she unconsciously bore down on his member with an inhumanly strong grip. "Washu what the hell was that for?" An in enraged and inflamed Tenchi shouted. "Huh?" Washu said as her mind came back to the present. "Why did you just try to castrate me?" He couldn't hide his obvious anger at the situation. Washu looked down and noticed his penis was covered in an obvious finger pattern.

"Oh that, uh well that was just a force of habit." The look on his face let her know he wasn't buying that. "Seriously, just a bad memory." His face softened with that reply. Not only did his face soften the mood; it again was softening her tongue. The later of which she fought to keep tight. "No damn it. You got captured the last time you let control of the situation slip away to some guy who claimed he loved you. The time before that you lost your family. I won't let him do that to me. I will control this! ME AND ONLY ME!" Washu's mind screamed at her. Rationally she knew Tenchi was better than that, but still to be safe emotional barriers felt that control must always be with her. After her mental rebuttal and brief stare down of Tenchi, she decided to materialize her laptop and fix him up. A small hole opened next to her and she retrieved a bottle with a small crab on it. "Few sprays of this and you'll be great." Washu said smiling at Tenchi who now appeared to be returning to his previous mood.

"Thank you. But could you keep a lid on the memory mill? I don't think I can survive that again." He said laughing a little. Washu smiled lightly, even though she felt kind of bad not fully trusting him. After applying the spray, the discoloration disappeared as did the pain and they were back in business. With the kissing and staring back in full swing, Washu began to undress him. This was rather amazing seeing as the only things she was looking at were his eyes. Tenchi figured he'd get in on the fun and began to unbutton her shirt. His response was a shocking one; she smacked his hand away. "Ow! Why'd you do that?" Tenchi asked more out of shock than pain. She just laughed a nervous laugh and told him, "We'll get to me in a minute, now it's about you." Washu stood up at this point, as did Tenchi giving her a questionable look. Again the laptop formed and before Tenchi could question what was she going to do, he was grabbed. He was grabbed by "friends" he had just seen a while ago. "Washu, what gives? I thought the tests were through." Tenchi said, as anger and frustration once again took the forefront of his emotions. "Don't worry, I think you'll like these "tests" my little guinea pig." Washu said like a pure temptress. His anger quickly checked itself some where, because lust once again became the lead emotion of the moment.

Washu summoned one of the floating cushions and took a seat directly in front of Tenchi. The laptop made another appearance, Tenchi figured he'd be stabbed with something now. Instead a grappler arm made its way from the recesses of the lab, sucked his clothes off and disappeared before he had time to yell in surprise. Naked, suspended by his arms and legs, Tenchi hung before the scientist like a stretched lab rat. "Washu, what are you go..." "Sssh. Just hang around, I think you'll like it." Washu interrupted, giving him a small wink. "Gee, I guess I don't have a choice with these arms holding me here now do I?" Tenchi said smiling, because this was one time the arms didn't bother him at all. The sunlight made her seductive grin even more so, by slightly reflecting and amplifying the deep emerald of her eyes. Gulping to calm his nerves, he watched her in wait.

Slowly she stood, much like in the living room earlier, she walked around him like she was appraising a car to see if it was worthy of being bought. Coming to a stop directly in front of him, she let her index finger rest on his throat. It began its travel; she ran her finger down, around each of his nipples. Lightly brushing her hand against each of the highly sensitized nubs, bringing slight gasps and moans from him. Ms. Finger continued her way south, lightly playing her way over his abs. Still she had one more stop to make. Washu again brought her focus to his eyes, where his attention once again placed itself. Her finger traced the full length of his erection, stopping only to rest directly on his piss hole. Failing miserably Tenchi moaned out loud at the new sensation.

Washu simply smiled and continued her finger torture. She let it trace a vein in his member that appeared to spiral its way around the almost full length. Much like he'd grown to expect of Ryoko, Washu pounced, or rather her hand did. She took the full length in her hand and slowly began to pump all while staring into his eyes. By now, the staring lost its weird effect and it was just common place. Washu smiled an evil little smile as she saw his eyes slightly roll back in his head. "Oh God Washu!" She remained silent and doubled her speed and pressure when she heard his words. "I'm almost there! I'm going to Washu!" She stopped. "What! Why'd you stop?" Tenchi screamed a little more forcefully than he had intended upon. "We don't want the game to end before it even starts now do we?" Washu said stepping back to sit again on the cushion.

"Game? What the hell does she mean game? This is verging on torture, I knew she would probably want to control things but come on is she this big of a control freak?" He thought calmly, although his outward appearance looked amazed, pissed, and confused all at the same time. Tenchi was about to speak again when he noticed she was starting to undress. In humanely slow, Washu unbuttoned her usual khaki shorts; standing she let them pool at her feet before kicking them into Tenchi's chest. Tenchi remained oblivious and his eyes lay on her. Looking into his eyes again she began to unbutton her shirt... just as, if not slower than the shorts. Transfixed Tenchi could have sworn his nose began to bleed, but still he didn't care. Washu threw the shirt at him and it got the same response as the shorts, nothing but a wide-eyed stare. Standing in a green body suit, she began to unzip it, revealing finally skin. Not just skin, but skin that appeared to glow. Compared to the shirt and shorts the body suit went off fast. Tenchi at this point was trying to break the restraints; he had, no, needed to touch her.

Washu however just soaked in his full body staring and feeble attempts to break the grappler arms. Washu decided to say something to further his turmoil. "Told you it was real." A little chuckle came from her throat as she watched his eyes scan and completely lock on to her pubic region. Tenchi however didn't laugh, he and his member were some how trying to reach out and touch her. Washu taking a seat on the cushion extended one of her feet. Tracing up his inner thigh, she once again managed to take moans from him. "Mmmm. Come on Washu let me go." Tenchi whined as he felt her toes reach his sack. "In good time," she said. Her feet continued to play with his balls and run along the length of his dick. For what it was worth, he never knew feet could feel so good, or be used like this. Even his father's books didn't talk about feet used in this manner.

He was starting to get off on it. He however didn't want her to know so he tried to act as calm as possible, but she could tell because his eyes started rolling back in his head again. "A little bit more, come on come... AH SHIT!" The last words actually left his mind and came out of his mouth at the feeling of her feet being removed. He didn't want to demand sex, but this was maddening. Washu laughed at his anger washed face as she stood and began her approach toward him. "I know I took a while in choosing them, but this is just down right cruel. I didn't torture them with sex games, not while I was awake anyway. Even when I did it in my dreams it wasn't this bad. I do however see where Ryoko gets the breasts. Oh god if I could just touch one, this isn't fair! Stupid grapplers arms." Tenchi's thoughts spilled over into more attempts to be free of the evil mechanical arms.

Washu's little strut ended inches away from Tenchi. She was so close he could feel the heat of her body, especially on the tip of his dick. They looked at each other in the eyes again. Tenchi was at the breaking point and was about to out right ask, beg, or plead for sex at this point staring at her body so close. It was like she sensed he was going to crack, in speed he didn't quite believe; she'd hopped up and plunged him deep within her. Not fully grasping where he was his last conscious thought was "Hmmm, she's as light as a feather." Then the sensation of what was happening caught up with him and of course, he was almost lost. The lab was filled with a wet slapping sound as he steadied himself and worked harder than was really necessary to keep up with her pace. She impaled herself over and over again. It was almost like Tenchi was just there for her personal use, which he was in a way, until the blatant reality of he was just being used dawned on him. Washu just bounced letting out the occasional moan or grunt as she continued to basically fuck him.

"Oh god this feels good! Think Tenchi. Come on ignore that. You do realize you're basically being screwed don't you? What's your point? It feels good. True, but if you notice your being used kind of like a machine, she gets off and you're basically just there. I'd get off too if you'd shut up. LISTEN! Ask her to untie you if you think this isn't really just about her." To put his mind and phallic mind at peace with each other he obeyed. "Washu, uh. God that feels good could you oh shit! Release me from the restraints?" Her reply was a moan and a shake of her head in the fashion of no. Washu continued her self-pleasuring motions with her legs and arms wrapped around him bouncing. "See. This isn't about both of you, just her. That doesn't mean anything. Then why'd she slap you when you tried to undo her shirt? Then she was... uh, well. Damn it! You think too much. It's what I do." Some how after that debate in his mind, phallic mind seemed to relinquish body control back over to the big brain.

"Ok, the way I see it is like this, she wants to control you and every situation you're in. It doesn't seem so bad to me, but still it's not right." Phallic mind admitted. "We're going to try and get loose so we can get a bit of control. And how do you propose we do this? Follow my lead." The debate ends the plan begins. Washu now screaming and pulling his hair is very close to her first orgasm when, "Washu, I don't think I can keep this up, my arms hurt too much for me to keep going." It was the truth in some aspects, his arms were losing color, but he could have kept going. Washu still in a sexual haze looked at his arms and noticed the discoloration, summoned the laptop with one hand hit a few keys releasing his arms.

"Thanks." Washu gave a grunt in acknowledgement to his appreciation and resumed her ramming as he just held on to her now sweat drenched back. "Ok, now we need to get the legs free. From there, she goes on to the table behind us. How is that going to give us control? You'll see." His two minds finished again leaving his body to respond to the tasks at hand. Washu was furiously trying to get back to the amazing orgasm she was almost at when he started whining about his arms. Tenchi felt her getting tighter and began to whine on cue. "Washu, me again. Do you think you can let my legs go, I can't feel them and my thighs are starting to burn." Washu with hair plastered to her forehead and back again assessed the situation, she forgot to put his feet on the floor and restrain them. So, he was dangling supporting his weight on only his legs in mid air, coupled with her gyrations. Sighing she calls on the laptop again and has them brought to the floor.

Once free, she resumes her bouncing. "Now we all remember that table don't we? It's the same one she strapped us to get the sample all those times. If you'd listened to me, she would have got it. Shut up! Remember, it wasn't ran from the laptop so put her there and strap her down." Tenchi was sort of shocked by his mind's calculating ways, but never the less he followed orders. Inching backwards Tenchi slowly felt the cool table bump into his bare ass and with as much speed he could generate, he snatched the once again very close Washu from his loins and threw her on the table as light as he could. Her imminent release being denied her again slowed her reaction time enough for him to grab and secure each of her appendages to the four rests of the table.

"Tenchi, what, what are you doing!" Washu screamed as she realized her arms and legs were now pinned. "Sssh. Don't worry, this is the fun part." Tenchi said mockingly. "Tenchi this isn't funny let me go NOW!" Washu again yelled. "Why? You seemed to like tying me up and controlling the situation. Why can't we share in the control?" His face looked mocking as he said it, but the words sounded sincere. He loomed over her, it was causing the memories of Kagato to resurface and she was slowly but surely panicking. "Look Tenchi. We can share in it, just let me go!" Tenchi startled her when he hopped up on the table and straddled her stomach. "You said we can share, so I want my turn now." He said it leaning down with a smile and his head in between her breasts. She was still scared, but her lips let a smile dance across them quickly because of the funny image he made.

"What do you think I'd actually hurt you or something?" Tenchi's smile gone and his appearance lay serious, despite his location. "I don't think you'd hurt me, I just don't trus... I mean I don't feel right unless I have the controls." She said hoping he missed her almost admission of not trusting him, too bad he got it. "Oh I see. Well I guess I'll just have to show you that you can trust me." Tenchi said with in her eyes appeared to be an evil grin, which just made him look sinister in her book. She looked petrified, even like she wanted to scream. But she forced herself not to. If she were going to be hurt again she would not cry like a baby. Tenchi continued to hold the smile. Then she felt him begin to move. His hands slowly crept up her sides, tickling her. "Stop Tenchi HAHAHA! Come on! AHAHAHAHA! PLEASE! HaHaHaHa!" Washu laughed. "Now did that hurt?" He said with a mock air of concern. "No. But still come on let me go." Washu said with a quickly fading smile. Tenchi however smiled and turned his face into her breastbone.

She felt his tongue, his rather hot tongue begin to lightly lap at the skin there. "If any of this hurts, tell me and I'll stop." Tenchi said in between his small licks. Her panic was still in place, but the heightened senses were being used to her disadvantage. Her skin was cooling after her exertion of prior and the heat of his tongue was sending shockwaves of pleasure to her core. Like a skilled mountain climber, Tenchi's tongue climbed its way up Mount R. Breast. The pattern of the day once again had their eyes lock onto each other. His tongue made slow circles around her now rock hard nipple. He took it into his mouth with a sharp inhalation; Washu could only inhale along with the new heated sensation. Tenchi now watched as Washu's eyes rolled back in her head. He also noticed she'd stopped her squirming, her squirming wrists anyway.

"Tenchi this feels, oh! Mmmm. Mmmm." Tenchi decided to get somewhat even, he released her breast to an audible moan/growl of disgust from Washu. "It feels what? Did that hurt?" The smile across his face snapped Washu back in to her distorted reality of her being possibly hurt in the end. She never finished with Kagato or even got to the sex at all and before him she hadn't had sex in about ten or so millennia, so her hormones were trying their best to beat the fear she felt down with a stick because they needed this now. Yet, fear would always win while she wasn't being pleasured. "It didn't hurt. But I said it feels like you need to release me." She said in her most serious tone, or as serious as it could be for the moment.

"It feels like I should release you huh?" Tenchi exhaled a deep puff of air on her still wet nipple; he felt her body shake and watched with a smile as a rather large moan escaped her clenched jaw. "I don't think that's what you were going to say at all." Her eyes again fluttered back to her reality, just as quickly though Tenchi was latched on to her left breast. He lavished her nipple in a suckling that was the best thing going in her quickly clouding mind. She could feel herself growing wetter with each roll of his tongue on her nipple. So much so, the leathery covering of the table squeaked under her undulating thighs. Tenchi slowly let her breast slide from his mouth but he latched onto the nipple between his teeth as it began to slide out of his mouth. She poorly hid another moan as she felt the majority of her left breast's weight being held by her hypersensitive nipple. Tenchi took this opportunity to assault the nipple with his tongue. "FffuuucK!" Washu said or rather screamed through clenched teeth. At this point Tenchi noticed her left side was arched in an offering like gesture for him to continue going at her breast. Her body was again beginning to shake and her moans were not even trying to be with held. Tenchi knew he was close to getting her to submit, not slave like submit. Just submit to the fact she knew he wouldn't hurt her, even in this vulnerable type of situation.

Letting her nipple fall from his mouth, he admired the way her white porcelain globe slightly jiggled. "Wait right here." Before she had time to fully understand the words she felt his body leave her. The missing heat became apparent as the sweat on her body began to cool. "Where are you going? Come back and let me go!" By now, he was out of earshot. As she lye there an idea occurred to her, "Get the robots to release me!" Her maniacal laughter echoed through the unusually quiet lab. "Execute protocol five, nine, ten, two, thirteen, forty three." She waited for the labs CPU to recognize her voice command and answer. "VOICE COMMAND NOT RECOGNIZED. USER'S VOICE INVALID." The computer shouted back. "Not recognized!" Then she remembered the emergency voice commands were all programmed to be recognized by her child voice. "I'll just convert and I'll be free." Then she thought again, out loud as usual. "Damn it! If I go "little" Washu restrained like this I'll be stretched apart, damn it Tenchi!" She screamed also realizing she couldn't reach the tables controls with her arms in the rests pulled apart from her like this.

Tenchi was now in the other dimension, other wise known as his house. He started to walk from Washu's lab door when he felt a breeze. He'd forgotten to get dressed. Listening for voices, he heard none. Using his most silent step he made his way towards the kitchen, peering in from a slightly crouched position he noticed Sasami and himself were no where to be seen. "Probably went for a walk or something." He thought as he got up and casually strutted to the refrigerator. "Ah, come to me my pretty!" He said with an American voice, mocking some woman in an American film. With his bowl of ice, he closed the refrigerator door looking down at it smiling. "Tenchi." He recognized the voice of his grandfather immediately, but he failed to remember his nudity. "Hi Grandpa." Then as his grandfather cleared his throat Tenchi thought. He slammed the bowl of ice firmly in front of his exposed nether regions.

"And you all wonder why I spend so much time at the shrine. I'll talk to you later as to why there are three of you running around now." His grandfather stated as always calm and collected before he turned on his heel and exited back through the sliding door. Tenchi was going to explain but his grandfather was gone. Letting out a sigh as he leaned back against the refrigerator. Getting his thoughts back to the task at hand he started for the kitchen door again, he heard the sliding door open and turned slowly thinking he'd see his grandfather again, nope. It was Sasami this time. "Hey Ten..." Her words cut short by her naked boyfriend standing there holding a bowl of ice. "Uh, hi. This must look really weird ok it is weird. I'll just be on my way now." He bowed slightly before backing out of the door. Sasami could still see him when he darted back into Washu's lab... well his butt anyway. A smile crept across her face as she went back to her reason for entering the kitchen, to start preparing dinner.

Washu heard her lab door slam shut, but seeing as it was getting dark on the planet her lab was on, she couldn't see where Tenchi was. Then without warning she heard a loud clank of metal, she looked up and noticed the domes black out shell was coming into place. Washu watched in fear and in silence as the inner dome closed leaving the lab in complete darkness. "Tenchi this isn't funny. You're starting to sca... creep me out." Her voice was starting to crack as she was being racked with pure fear now. Suddenly a loud pop was heard. He cut on a single spotlight that illuminated only the space the table occupied. "I wasn't trying to scare you." Tenchi said from an unknown spot in the lab. His voice echoed so she didn't have any idea where he was remotely situated. Then she heard a slight noise moving and it sounded like it was a box filled with something because the sound it made was like a group of items bumping into each other.

Washu had her head slightly lifted looking from side to side; her face was obviously washed in fear. Tenchi suddenly appeared out of the darkness standing at her feet sucking on what appeared to be ice. "You know Washu," Tenchi began as he started to get on top of her again. "You don't have to look like I'm going to kill you. I'm not going to hurt you, unless you tell me otherwise, I won't anyway. So, what's your big hang up about having all of the control anyway?" Tenchi asked starting to crunch the ice he was previously sucking. Her mouth was slightly open in awe of Tenchi's bold question and the attitude that seemed to scream at her, "He's starting to act like Kagato." But a part of her mind wouldn't let that thought cement itself. He waited for some kind of response of course none came. "What do you think I could do to you? Honestly? I can't kill you, I WOULDN'T KILL YOU EVEN IF I COULD, I'm not going to painfully torture you, what else could you possibly think I'd do to you?" His voice and look was serious as she stared up at him. She still refused to answer. She'd told him everything about her past that she'd cared to share at their last soul revealing get together. Still the fact she didn't trust him weighed heavily on her newly formed or rather, reborn conscience. "Still won't talk? We have our ways of making you talk. HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Tenchi's laugh was maniacal, if it weren't for her current state she'd think it was psychotically cute. As of now though, it only added to her unwarranted fear of him. Tenchi placed the bowl of ice on a near by medical table.

"If this doesn't convince you I'm not going to hurt you..." He let the statement just drift. Tenchi took a piece of the ice into his mouth, "What are you going to do with that?" Her voice cracked a little more than she wanted with that question. "In good time." His answer mocking her previous more seduction filled one. Taking the ice from his mouth, he lowered his head over her right breast. His cold breaths causing the nipple to quickly stand up. He slowly took the now hot with fear nipple into his insanely cold mouth and listened for his reward. Washu's back arched forward before slamming back against the table. "Aaah!" Washu writhed around in an icy hot pleasure. He continued to suck until he felt the warmth returning to his own mouth. Releasing her breast he took the ice back into his mouth and repeated the process, his cold suckling was rewarded with constant screams and moans from Washu.

His mouth once again warm he let the breast go. Taking another piece of ice, he began to trace around the previously ignored breast. Everywhere the ice touched he let the heat of his tongue follow its cooled path. Washu could only shake and lightly moan now. Tenchi again brought the forefront of his attack to her nipple; he let the rapidly melting ice sit behind her nipple. "Tenchi come on that's not fair!" Washu managed to gasp out. She began to try and use momentum to remove the piece of offending ice but Tenchi held her firmly in place. "Ah, ah, ah. No moving." He lowered his face right above her breast and stared at her as he took her nipple and the ice into his mouth. She could feel the ice and his tongue swirling around her nipple and it was incredible. With her head propped up slightly, she could see his lips firmly locked around her breast, again the wetness was growing south side, but she didn't want to give in. Coupled with fear was this amazing realization, "His foreplay is excellent. He hasn't even touched me down there and I'm about ready to pop, oh god!" Her last thought was pulled into verbalization as an orgasm struck... and it was only from nipple play.

"Did that hurt?" Tenchi asked again with that smirk on his face. "Nu, nu, nu." Washu took a few deep breaths to calm herself after her sample of euphoria. "No. It still doesn't change the fact that I..." "That you don't trust me." His words interrupted. The once playful tone in his voice gone and his smirk replaced by a look of defeat, not even defeat, more like pain. Tenchi raised himself off of her, hit a few buttons on the table's keypad and watched her restraints retract. Washu sat directly upright and focused on her wrists slight chaffing, it didn't hurt but it was better than looking at him and that expression. "I don't know what I did to lose your trust, but I swear I'll get it back." He said it below a yell, yet it was loud enough to echo. From the corner of her eye, she saw his face change from sad to determined and once again back to defeat as he said those words. He walked off into the darkness of the lab towards where the grappler arm would have deposited his clothing. He'd been in the lab enough to know where they went, meanwhile Washu sat quiet and alone atop her medical table, outwardly she appeared as though she didn't care, internally however was another thing.

"So you're just going to sit here? Yeah. Let him think some how he's the reason you don't trust him? Yep. I must say you're the greatest scientific genius in the universe, but when it comes to people you're a moron." A frown came across her face at being called a moron, even if it was just by herself. "Well he's got to learn he can't just look at me and expect me to do things. How do you know he expects anything of you when looks at you? He does this, um thing. He smiles you mean. Yeah. It's not fair, I'm the greatest scientist in the universe some little man can smile and make me a puppet! I have the power! ME! Uh huh. What power has he tried to exercise over you? You were here. You saw. Just then, he could've screwed you if he wanted to; instead, he focused souly on pleasing you. Even when he does ask you for things he doesn't use any kind of charm, he asks plainly without using any of his influence. That's just it he shouldn't have ANY influence over me. Why? You have influence over him. But... I am the greatest scientific mind in the universe and... Please save that bit for someone who doesn't know the truth. You can't lie to yourself any more and you aren't immune to love regardless of what you are. So, you can honestly tell me that if he decides to go rejoin with the others you wouldn't care at all. Yep. You'll spend the rest of time alone with no regrets about this? Yep. I'll find someone else and. And what? If you can't trust him, you won't be able to trust the next guy or the next and so on and so forth. That's if you're lucky enough to meet another guy as good as him. Losing the best thing that happened to us over some nonsense in the past. Hey that's not nonsense! No, but you can't say it's worth spending eternity alone over, can you?" Washu's last question left her with no answer, for the time being. Naked and alone Washu had run out of people to lie to, that even she herself was turning against her. She searched her mind looking for any small detail that would make this justifiable she came up completely empty.

Finally, she had to face the facts that a part of her already had. She was wrong, not just wrong, but completely wrong. Every aspect of what she was diluting herself with as truth was wrong, he'd never asked her to build any of the things she'd built on to the house. He'd never asked her to expand the furniture or make extra rooms. She did it all herself. The only thing he had really asked her to do was forgive adults and come out of the lab to eat some times. Again, things all did in her benefit. Heck, even his lab and constant questions about certain scientific elements were done in her benefit or she wouldn't have him right now. And she was prepared to let him wallow in guilt about something he hadn't done or even been aware of? Moron didn't quite describe her level of stupidity right now, that word in her eyes hadn't been invented yet. She had half a mind to invent it now, but a more pressing issue was at hand. The laptop making it's grand entrance for the umpteenth time that day materialized, she was scanning to see if he were still maybe sulking in a recess of the lab or if he had completely left.

"AHA!" She shouted in glee and anxiousness. She heard a scream, a male scream. He was still in the lab and her grappler arms quickly grabbed him pulling a still struggling Tenchi towards the center light. The arms came to a stop in front of Washu who was still just as naked on the table. "Look, I'm sorry about the ice and tying you up. But please no more tests, what more do you want bone marrow?" Tenchi said in his all too familiar stretched rat position. Washu pushed a few buttons and Tenchi landed on his feet with a slight splat, seeing as he was still bare foot... and naked. "Probably couldn't see his way to his clothes in the dark." Washu thought.

"I'm not going to test you. I want to apologize to you." Tenchi looked a little confused, ok a lot confused. "Apologize for what? It's not your fault that you don't trust me. Probably that damn kiss isn't it? I should have just kissed you, now you probably think I'll run away every time I get close to you... I think moron fits me quite nicely at the moment." Washu again felt horrible, he had that look again as he just sort of slumped. She was amazed at his willingness to except full responsibility for something he wasn't one hundred percent sure he did or did not do when it came to her. Her guilt finally made her lie dam burst.

"Look, it isn't your fault. It's just, I; I don't know what you call it. I guess I invest too many feelings into people that I love or lust for. My first and subsequently last husband for instance, I loved him with everything I had, then he was taken from me, as you know. I couldn't do anything. His family had all the control; they didn't think I was good enough, "Take her family and let her deal with it." And that's what they did. I of course wasn't as able as I am now, so I just watched and cried. I had hope that he would maybe try to escape and reach me again and that single thought kept me going for years, centuries even. It seems like a long time to you, but you have to understand that to people whom live for eons on end it's a relatively short time to hold hope. I was in my room at the academy one-day watching some show, when a news update interrupted. "Today two members of the royal family were killed as they tried to apparently leave restricted space in a stolen delivery vehicle." I paid more attention when they showed the pictures of the deceased."

Washu's voice seemed to come from far away at this point, even though she was roughly eight feet away from Tenchi at this point. Her face was unreadable and that was a bad thing from Tenchi's standpoint. "It took me a while to place the faces. I had time to stare seeing as they were royalty; their faces would definitely be on screen for a while. A beard covered his face now, but I'd know those eyes if I were blind! My husband and another face I didn't recognize immediately, I continued to stare at the TV in grief and in shock. I managed to tear my eyes away from the screen so I could try to gain some composure on the pain I felt. And wouldn't you know it, my eyes landed on one of our last family portraits. Staring into my son's green eyes something clicked and I prayed it wasn't clicking for the reason I thought it was."

"I looked back at the television, then back at the picture, back at the TV, back and forth back and forth. It was clicking for the reason I didn't want it to, once again showing me I had no control over anything. Not only did my husband die, but what little comfort I could have taken in knowing my son was at least safe was brutally ripped from me as well. Still I didn't cry. I promised more like vowed to never cry in the face of being hurt again. I just stood there looking now beyond the TV; I couldn't hear anything I couldn't see anything, and most importantly I couldn't feel the incredible pain I felt over that loss. I made another vow in face of tragedy that day, I would never allow myself to lose control of any situation ever again." Washu still looked into the dark, emptiness that sub-space created in her lab. It reflected the feelings she held onto for so long perfectly, but there was one light. It stood at the foot of the table and she wasn't going to let it be put out by anyone, especially herself. Tenchi could only stare in amazement, she'd told him her family was taken from her, but never did she say they were killed.

"Washu I didn't..." "There's more." She said cutting him off midway through an unjust apology. "For the next nine or ten thousand years I avoided any real companionship other than faculty and students at the academy. I just refused to let myself ever be that weak again, or to ever let anyone hurt me like that again. Then I met Kagato. He was a quiet guy at first, always stayed to himself, but he had this look. He'd look at me and I would feel, not horny or anything. I would just feel things, emotions and things I didn't want to feel ever again. He'd stare at me for whole class period's silent. Years passed and we had never spoken to each other really, he was out of my class by then. I decided one day to utilize my adult form and see if I had aged the way I expected to, surprisingly I hadn't. I looked the same as I do now, don't ask why I had a mirror in my class but I did. I checked myself out for a while, as I was going to turn around I caught a glimpse of a man in the mirror. He'd grown taller and he was a lot more talkative now, matter of fact he looked exactly as he did when you destroyed him first on his ship. "I see "Little" Washu isn't as little as she appears." He said with a laugh. While I didn't necessarily feel anything at that point in my life, I'd still act as though I did. We talked for a little while, nothing really important, then much like with you, he began to make me open up and talk "talk", nothing as painful as this, but talk never the less."

"He then began to tell me about his studies of Jurian power. I should also mention at this point, I was considered the greatest scientific genius in the universe." She took notice that that title didn't seem to comfort her as it usually did. On another deep breath, she pressed forward with the story. "I absent mindedly mentioned I may know the secret to the wings. Of course, I didn't, he had more research done on it than I ever had or have at present. My title of universe's smartest made it seem in his mind that I had to know. That's what I think sparked his next actions. He went silent for a period of time. I of course didn't really care; I was just talking to be talking. Without a single grunt or noise, he kissed me. Immediately I began to protest but a part of me, a bigger part of me soon let the kiss continue. He began to undress me still locked in that kiss, I opened my eyes at the feel of air against my chest and once open they were locked with his, also open eyes. It was kind of odd at first, but the wandering of his gloved hand made it seem normal. I began to unbutton his cape, which he complied with, but as I moved for his shirt he got testy, but he continued to stimulate me in ways I hadn't felt in a long time. I was slightly tense of being out control with this strange man, but still I couldn't fight the lust that urged me to let him keep going. As he kissed his way to my exposed breast, I felt it. The bastard bit me with one of those fangs. Shortly after things began to spin, I heard him laugh and I was out cold."

"From there I was on his ship, in child form again. He constantly asked me what I knew about Jurian power, I honestly told him I knew nothing, but my title betrayed me and he wouldn't believe me. Me being pissed about the losing of control and getting captured made my attitude less than pleasant and after a while he just entombed me. My body lay sleep, but my mind, it was awake. In my mind, I was building on the foundation of never being vulnerable again. It'd worked, once you all let me go and I saw my own daughter, albeit created daughter I didn't care. He had obviously raided my lab if he had Ryoko. At the time when I was captured she was still nothing more than a few cells. I wanted another child, just without the burdens of being with someone. I wanted this child to be strong and never need anyone just like me. No one would ever hurt her or make her feel pain the way they had done to me. That's why I gave her all those powers, the only problem was it took a few years for her to incubate vs. the nine months needed for a normal child. It's pretty obvious Kagato exploited her and I knew it immediately when I "woke" up so to speak. The one thing I wanted for this child, the ONE thing I wanted for her was freedom and strength and that bastard took it from her. No control, not even in making my own child, pathetic. By then my emotions were so bottled up, I didn't even care about how he'd hurt her, just the fact that more of my precious control was lost. There was one thing I cared about however, and it was the wings. I wanted to figure them out just to hold over his soul in triumph. From there you, and, this, and love and feeling things again and, and, almost shutting you out..." Washu finished solemnly.

Washu's eyes were still peering out into the darkness of her lab as a single tear slid down her face. She breathed in very quick, almost like someone trying to catch their breath. Her body shook as she began to cry aloud. Balling her knees into her chest Washu cried. She didn't consider what she had done upstairs really crying; it was more like watery eyes that leaked, this was a true termination of her last vow in her eyes. No places left to hide no more space to swallow it down; she had to finally deal with her pain. Tenchi stood in silent awe still as the woman he'd only seen be teary-eyed at best, cry. "Go at least hug her idiot." He almost answered his mind out loud but instead opted to move toward her. Taking his place on the table's edge, he put an arm around the still crying Washu. Her nude form collapsed into his exposed side as he put both arms around her as best he could despite her knees.

Minutes passed as she continued crying away millenniums worth of stuffed down, passed on, and ultimately unforgotten pain. Add to the list of her pain, almost giving him up behind living in the past and she really began to cry. Tenchi just sat silent holding her, despite their nudity. He couldn't think of a way to verbalize an understanding of what she had been through. The thought of holding all that in this long made him feel sick. So doing the only thing he could think to do he held her a little tighter and slowly began to rock. Washu slowly relaxed her muscles to the familiar; caring, "I'm not going to hurt you" embrace of Tenchi. It reminded her of that day when she was going to leave. The momentary calm was again replaced with guilt and a need to apologize. Sniffling she looked up at him as he seemed to be in thought staring into the darkness as she just did moments earlier. "Tenchi" He looked down into her red eyes, the green of her pupils made her eyes seem almost like Tokimi's multi-colored ones.

Washu continued as she now had his attention. "About before I didn't mean, I did mean it. Just at the time though, but not really, and I well, uh. What I'm try..." Washu fumbled reminiscent of his familiar styling. "It's ok. I understand now. So, don't feel like you have to or owe me an apology. Not about that, ever. Ok?" He wasn't upset, he didn't seem angry with the fact she seemed to mimic Kagato in their earlier exchange, and now he made fifteen thousand years worth of pain stop with one sentence and a hug. Her tears came to an end as he stared at her in wait of a response. "Ok." Washu said through a few sniffles. He smiled at her; this time with undistorted eyes she saw the smile for what it was-a smile not an evil leer, just a smile, a smile that seemed to make her pain fade. Yes it made her feel. No more bottled up emotions, it was all back she could feel it all and not like she usually had to force herself to feel, this was just there on its own. Washu snuggled closer to him, returning her head to his rib cage. They again sat in silence; Washu with a large smile just stared into the darkness, happy, content, and in love. It felt good before, but now having him know everything in her past it felt liberating. And the love she felt for him was now unhampered by guilt and it was free to breath and grow, how it could grow beyond what she was feeling at the moment she didn't know, but she knew she wouldn't try to stop it if it did.

By now her tears were long since dry and her staring into blackness was starting to grow boring. Tenchi was thinking the same thing but if she were still grieving about her past pain, he'd sit here until she was ready to move. "Tenchi?" Washu said still staring into the darkness. "Yes?" Tenchi said still looking into the darkness as well. "Where did you learn how to do that with the ice?" He felt her hair sweeping over his arm, which indicated she was turning her head and he knew more than likely she would be turning to face him. He turned and tilted his face down ward to meet her eyes, and a face with a smile that looked a little seductive, yet innocent. "I guess you didn't like it." He was going to make a joke about her bragging of writing a Kama Sutra like book, but decided against it knowing the truth of her not having sex of any kind to his knowledge anyway. "I didn't say I didn't like it. I asked where did you learn how to do that." Her tone of voice was still light, but he could tell she was serious.

"All of dad's books aren't just hentai. After all, of you got here he started in with the books; "You should make sure you're able to keep all of them satisfied, emotionally and physically." I protested that I wasn't thinking anything about that, of course he wouldn't let the subject drop until I accepted the books. I just took the books and let them sit in the corner, I figured as long as he thought I was reading them he'd go away. Wrong, he started asking me questions on the stuff I read. I was forced into yet another schooling I didn't want. However, the prospect did get more intriguing. The ideas of doing the things in the books with you or any of you made me start studying them relentlessly. Any way, the books ran over every single aspect of sex, except the feet thing you did earlier." She blushed as he said that, this time with no bordering feelings of animosity to him having control enough over her to cause her to smile. "The ice thing was really interesting to me, I couldn't really grasp how that could be fun or even enjoyable. The way I had you strapped to the table looked like the picture and that was my first thought." He finished. "So whom did you perfect that on? It's highly illogical that you could be that good on your first attempt at that." She asked, really wanting to know, but then again she didn't. "It's highly illogical that I even exist. But to calm you're curiosity you were my first. I'm just full of impossibilities aren't I?" He said with thick sarcasm.

"What else can you do with the ice?" He was kind of startled by the seductiveness in her tone, especially considering what had transpired earlier. So, he of course went into serious mode. "Are you sure you want to do that, I mean, I would but, uh. Um, Well, err..." He wanted to, but still he had a nagging feeling she was doing this for his sake. She took a hand from her cradled knees and put her index finger against his lips to stop his rambling. The finger took a course it plotted earlier that day... or was it night, he wasn't really sure any more. The course however deviated from his chest directly to his still flaccid member. Her finger coaxed it to life without much trouble. "It's alive, ALIVE!" She cackled in a perfect English accent, mocking some old movie Tenchi had saw a while ago. Tenchi groaned at both the sensation and the bad joke. "Do you really want to do this Washu?" Tenchi said managing to sound serious through his obvious enjoyment. "It doesn't look like someone's giving me a choice." Washu said in a low, but every bit as sexy voice. But the idea of not giving her a choice snapped Tenchi back into a less lust driven reality. "Hey don't do this because you feel you don't have a choice. You have one if you don't want to don't, I won't care." While she admired his looking out for her, right now it was annoying she needed sex and he's still being protective of her. "Damn it I want this now!" To emphasize her point she gripped his erection and pulled slightly. A nod and grunt was his reply as he lowered in for a kiss.

The only thing Kagato gave them was a weird fascination for making love with their eyes focused on the other. Washu's hand continued it's pumping rhythm, with each pump being rewarded with its own grunt, moan, or noise she couldn't quite place from Tenchi. Soon it became clear it was a purr. The purring made no sense and it was going to remain senseless as Tenchi began to undo her sitting fetal position. He wasn't as coordinated as she was, but never the less he seemed to be a quick study as he lowered her back down on to the table again, all while fully locked in a mind blowing kiss/hand job combination. "Tenchi *kissing* get *kissing* ICE!" Washu said in between kissed. He moaned and took his eyes from her own and looked to the stool that held the bowl of ice from the last encounter. "Damn, it's all melted." He said not really caring about ice, but instead more focused on her hand and mouth.

"Get some from the freezer in back." Washu gasped out. "Freezer, yeah sure." Tenchi said not really thinking; the sexual need clouding his rational thoughts. "I'm serious, go get some ice out of the freezer." Washu's stern voice brought him back into his senses. "Fine, but you will pay." He said giving a crooked grin. He bounded off top of her and ran into the darkness in the direction of her refrigerator. Moments later he returned bowl of ice in hand. Washu's face lit up at the facts and possibilities of what he could do with that ice. "Now show me, what you would have done if I had given in on the table." Tenchi just smiled, picking up a piece of ice he began to walk towards her legs. "Lay back, this is going to be fun." All inhibitions thrown to the wind Washu laid back already shaking with anticipation.

Tenchi took a cube of ice and placed it against her closed lips. He watched in fascination as she slowly licked it. As the ice began to melt he slowly traced it down her chin, upon reaching her throat he ran it around in small circles. Washu smiled and moaned freely. Tenchi slowly kissed her throat behind every application of the ice; the varying temperatures were again having their moistening effects on her. Her moans amplified as he drug the ice directly down the center of her breastbone, slowly following the trail with his tongue. "I see it is real." Tenchi said in reference to her hair color, Washu's eyes fluttered open at the realization of where he was. She sat up in time to feel him press a fresh piece of ice into her nether lips. "AAAAH! OH GOD!" She said as her head fell back arching her back. He just smiled as he slowly began to rub the ice in circles; the sensation left Washu in utter silence. Her body language spoke volumes though, she was full on panting and if it couldn't get any better Tenchi took the ice into his mouth and attacked her clitoris full on. Using the same technique he'd used on her nipple, Tenchi rolled his tongue and the ice around her clit. Needless to say, Washu's silence was broken.

"TENCHI! FUUUUCK! DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP!" Washu said as her second orgasm hit her like a building. "SHIIIIIT TEEEEEEEEEEEEEENCHI! AH! FU! UH! UH! UHCCCCK!" Signaled her orgasm. Tenchi's tongue continued on as if nothing had ever happened. Washu was on the verge of another orgasm before that one even subsided. Taking the remaining piece of ice in his mouth Tenchi released her clit and moved lower, he took his tongue and pushed the remaining piece of ice into her as deep as his tongue could manage. Reaching up he grabbed another cube of ice and placed it inside her as well. "YOUMOTHERAAAAAAAAH! OH FUCK YES! YES!" Washu screamed so loud that he figured they'd hear it in the house as another cosmic orgasm rocked her bones. Tenchi taking another piece of ice returned to her clit. He'd let the ice sit directly on the sensitive nerve bundle before replacing it with his mouth. The constant cold inside her and the alternating pattern on her most sensitive spot sent Washu into an orgasm so strong she thought she'd die. And if she did or could, that was a great way to go. As usual Tenchi continued to stimulate her through her orgasm, finally the ice had been melted within her and the ice he held to her clit melted as well Tenchi stood and asked the flushed Washu the eternal question. "Did that hurt?" Washu lay soaked in sweat and looking as if she'd been hit with a planet looked at the man between her legs and smiled as much as she could muster and of course said "No."

Tenchi decided to let her gather herself before he attempted anything further. Slowly Washu's breathing slowed and the glassy eyed look she harbored faded. "My GOD what the hell did you do program the book into your brain?" Washu panted. He laughed knowing if anyone else said this it would be an obvious joke, but from her it was serious truth. "Nope, like I said I was very intrigued." "Intrigued? More like obsessed." Washu said slowly sitting up. "Intrigue and obsession, such a fine line separates the two." He said slowly pushing her back down. "What are you doing?" She wasn't scared but wanted to know. "You asked what all I could do with the ice, let me finish." The idea there was more after that was amazing, even in face of her knowledge she couldn't picture it getting any better. Tenchi slid her closer to his position between her legs. "Two cubes and I'll make you love me." Tenchi said holding the cubes between his index, middle, and thumb fingers. "I already love you." Washu said looking at him. "Well, I'll make you love me in an entirely new way." The first cube went into her warm recesses again eliciting that moan he'd never grow tired of hearing. Cube two found its way into the now shocked Washu's anus. "Wha-What ar-are you doing?" She stuttered. "Wait, just wait." Tenchi watched as she tried to adjust to the ice cube in her ass, seeing as the one in front was at least familiar. After about forty seconds, Tenchi impaled a still confused Washu. The ice cubes served to cool her down from the inside out, and needless to say, she wasn't complaining about her new space heater.

It was Tenchi's time to face the ice, as a good sized piece was still inside her. His pumping only served to force it deeper; every in stroke met with an icy cold touch to the tip of his dick. Washu again was getting off on the feeling of cold and hot. His penis expanded her walls away from the ice warming her, but every time he pulled out of her, her walls contracted meeting the ice and sending a chill up her spine. "GAAAAAAAWD! FUCK ME TENCHI! FUUUUUCK MEEEEE!" Washu whined as Tenchi stepped up his pace. The wet slapping once again filled the lab as the water from the melted ice added to the lubrication of Washu's already soaked sex. "Washu uh! Shit! Turn over!" It was Washu's turn to obey without hesitation. Tenchi took the brief disconnection to grab more ice. Placing the cubes in their special holes, he had a thought. "Washu, you did say you wanted to know what all I could do with the ice right?" He asked, not wanting to completely freak her out with his next action. "Huh? Yeah just do something and do it now!" She said looking over her shoulder at him. With ice in place Tenchi decided to go for broke, he invaded the tight space of her anus. "AAAAH!" Washu screamed at the new and rather large intrusion. Tenchi froze; he thought that he'd hurt her so he just stopped.

"Why aren't you moving? Come on!" Washu asked in an annoyed tone. He didn't need any further incentive. Pushing he began pump slowly, Washu marveled at the painful pleasure of an ice cube and Tenchi both buried in her ass. Once again, the ice cube was in her deep; the switching cold and thrusting heat was getting her off again. Tenchi was also straining at this point but he kept pounding. "COME ON TENCHI! FUCK ME! I'M SO CLOSE COME ON! Ah! Ah! Ah! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Washu said as she was hit by another planet-sized orgasm. Tenchi took notice as she slammed her hand into one of the restraints breaking it completely off. However, the sudden tight clamping down of her already tight ass ended his short lived thought and brought Tenchi to the release he'd waited all day for. "WASHU! AAAAAH! SHIIIIIT!" Tenchi managed to scream out before spilling into her like a geyser. A still in orgasm Washu managed to turn her head just enough to see his face. She just had to see it, the man she loved emptying himself in her ass, however the image she saw disturbed her more than a little. When Tenchi's clenched eyes opened, they were yellow and cat-like. Washu tried to worry but the feeling of his hot sperm hitting the inside of her ass, then trailing down the still good sized piece of ice, cooling, brought her another orgasm. Not quite planet slamming, but it was good enough.

After what seemed like an eternity the orgasms ended and his geyser of sperm stopped. They lay there; him still inside of her breathing heavily leaned against her back, her underneath him panting just as much. "Mmmm. That was incredible." Tenchi said into her hair, Washu just smiled, but a bigger question had to be asked. She pushed up and he took the hint, gaining a measure of balance he pulled his shrinking member from her and stood. Washu pushed up with more effort than she was used to using for something this simple, but the pleasure experienced in light of this drawback was far worth it. "Incredible doesn't describe it, but I have to ask you something. When you um, "arrived" back there. I saw your eyes, except they weren't yours." Washu paused before continuing. "Whose were they then, they weren't your husband's were they?" If she said yes, he'd never open his eyes again during their love making if it made her upset.

"No, they were Ryoko's. I guess this is the other bit of her you all got. I may be able to make something to fix that." Sighing Tenchi answered; relieved he hadn't unintentionally hurt her again. "That's it? Whew. That's not really that big of a deal, considering what you did when you "arrived" back there." Tenchi said smiling. "Which time?" Washu said stroking his ego as well as being truthful. "The last one, or which ever one it was before I went. You broke the restraining arm on the table." Washu failed to see his point. "So?" "So, why didn't you just break it when I had you tied down?" Tenchi asked. "I don't know," was her simple reply, Tenchi let it drop, not really caring about the why not or how come. He was just happy she was happy. "So what do you want to do now?" Tenchi asked in face of nakedness and a slight sticky feeling. "Bath?" Washu asked, "Bath." He answered. Tenchi extended a hand to Washu to help her off the table, which she excepted. Moving towards the door back to the main house the naked couple forgot something; they were a naked couple. "Tenchi?" "Yes?" "Get us some robes." Washu said realizing they were naked before he opened the door. Tenchi slapped his forehead before complying with her request.