BREATHLESS
By Seto of Jurai (Setoofjurai@aol.com)
It was just one of those things.
Ryoko hadn't really decided to spend the afternoon up by the cave; it was just that Ayeka
had been needling her about her chores, and Washu wanted to run some tests, and Mihoshi was
watching something stupid on TV, and it was a nice warm day. So she'd fled the house, flying
around for a while until she decided to visit her old stomping grounds for the hell of it.
And Tenchi wasn't supposed to be up there, but some of the local teenagers had broken
the lock again and had one of their wild parties inside, and they'd left empty bottles of beer and
sake lying around, along with empty food containers and a number of used condoms. So Yosho
had sent his grandson up to the cave, to clean the place up and put a new, stronger lock on the
door before he left.
Ryoko was still feeling good after her flight, so she offered to help him out. The bottles
went in one bag, the trash in another. Tenchi blushed furiously whenever he came across a
condom, and his embarrassment deepened when he had to explain what they were to her. Then it
was Ryoko's turn to blush.
So maybe it was the fact it was a lazy late spring afternoon, it was cool in the cave, and
the fantasies brought on by the sight of all those condoms and what they represented. Or maybe it
was just one of those things.
Ryoko had made many plays for Tenchi in the past, all coy, flirtatious invitations that
went absolutely nowhere. For some odd reason, she decided to throw caution to the wind just this
once, and so when she saw him standing by one of the back walls, she teleported over and before
he could react she kissed him squarely on the lips.
He hesitated a moment, shocked, and then to her considerable surprise returned it with
interest. A lot of interest. She closed her eyes and drew him closer, not wanting this moment to
end, but of course it did. These moments always did sooner or later.
She wasn't expecting him to follow up by pulling her close and kissing her again. And
again. And again.
Somewhere in there, clothing got discarded. Flesh met flesh. Passion ignited. Bodies
awoke. And before she knew quite what was happening, Tenchi had her up against the cave wall,
pressing his body against hers in an unmistakable demand. His mouth moved hungrily against
hers; his tongue slid against her teeth, seeking some way to plunge deeper. Her fingers slid
through his hair, pulling his head closer to hers, while the other hand wrapped around his waist,
giving him tacit approval to do what he wanted with her.
Ryoko arched her back, letting her breasts swell and tempt him even more.
Tenchi pulled
away from the kiss and nuzzled her neck and earlobes, his warm breath coming out in puffs. She
groaned and let her tongue just graze the edge of his own lobe, sending a shiver of delight down
his body. Closing her eyes, she willed her body to levitate just enough so that she was in position
for him.
Oh, it was sweet and so intense. His erection rubbed up and down between her legs,
driving her wild with desire and lust and yearning and hunger and a thousand other emotions she
couldn't name. Ryoko dimly sensed how wet she was getting down there, bathing his cock with
her warm juices and preparing the way for him to take her the way she wanted, the way he
wanted. She felt his hands cup her ass, and in response she wrapped her legs around his lower
torso to make things even easier.
"Yes," she whispered. "Yes, please."
And before she knew it, he was inside her, thrusting deep and slow, then retreating, then
returning. Over and over it went, and Ryoko never wanted it to stop. "Tenchi,"
she gasped,
clutching wildly at him and drawing him even closer. His mouth was descending down her skin,
kissing, suckling, licking at whatever he could find until a firm pink nipple found its way between
his lips. He suckled greedily at it, and without warning Ryoko climaxed violently, screaming as
the most intense pleasure imaginable roared through her body and soul.
Dazed and lost in ecstasy, Ryoko was dimly aware of her juices spraying his groin and
thighs as she came. Tenchi didn't care; his thrusts continued, building in speed and depth as he
grunted and sucked. His hands spread her cheeks apart slightly, and Ryoko instinctively moved
her legs up slightly higher so that now Tenchi was thrusting forward into her instead of up and
down. She was rewarded a minute later with a second orgasm that if anything was more intense
than the first.
"Tenchi" she gasped, eyes tightly closed. She gripped his head tightly with one hand,
clutched wildly at his back with the other as she rode his frenzied pumping. She felt another
orgasm building inside her, growing larger and more overwhelming by the second, but she
couldn't stop it, didn't want to stop it, and now Tenchi was moving faster and faster, and a long,
animal growl was sliding out of his mouth, and it was going to be good, so good, so very very
good.
Ryoko came first, but Tenchi followed a heartbeat later. She half-sensed his seed
flooding the area inside her, warm and plentiful and wonderful. They gasped and moaned as their
gyrations slowed to a halt, then together they more or less slid down the cave wall and lay
entwined on the floor, exhausted and sated beyond measure.
He fell asleep. Ryoko watched him for the longest time, happier than she'd ever thought
possible. She savored the slow rise and fall of his chest, ran her fingers through his short black
hair, and snuggled up close to share her warmth with his. She wanted this moment to stretch out
into eternity; it took a great effort for her to finally break away and rise shakily to her feet. Ryoko
summoned her clothing back on and regarded him one last time, burning the image in her
memory, then with a long sigh walked quietly out of the cave and took to the air.
She ended up on the roof of the house, and she stayed there until the sun had finally set.
Ryoko sat there and remembered the afternoon, reliving every moment and savoring it with all
her heart.
Maybe it had been love. Maybe it had been lust. Maybe it had been both.
Maybe it had been just one of those things.
Ryoko didn't care. She'd take it, no matter what.
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