The Secret Lemon Chapter...yes I am aware that I do, in fact, play too many
video games.
Alright folks, if you are here then you are indeed a sick pervert!.. you All sicken me!!.. hehe joking, the only sick person is me because I'm writing it!! Mwhahaha!!! Well this is my first lemon hears a gasp and silence as everyone moves for the door Wait!! Hear me out, I've read plenty, and I think I can do this right!.. Believe me guys, I've read a tasteless lemon shudders so I know what not to do..
Enough of my yakking, your ready for the 'juicy ' stuff right? Right? Well here is Piccolo and Eve staring in "My First Lemon."!!!!!!!!
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End of Chapter 16-------------( Eve heard him say the words. That was the moment she lost control, and thought her heart would explode if she didn't kiss him.
She pressed her form against his and caressed his lips with her own. For a moment she thought she might had been hasty, but she felt his strong arms encircle her, drawing her so close that not a breath of air existed between them...
Eve finally managed to break the kiss reluctantly, receiving a faint, nearly unheard groan from Piccolo. Somewhere she had ended up in the jade warrior's lap, with her legs on either side of his broad waist. In her current position she could easily feel that their kiss had only worsened Piccolo's condition. Though she had to admit seeing him like this did more than make her blush.
"Do you trust me?" she whispered, the kiss having taken her breath. Her azure eyes roamed over his features. The rise and fall of his chest beneath his soaked gi, the glitter of the flame behind him dancing over the beads of sweat on his shoulders. It made her mind grow somewhat dazed. Enough so that she nearly missed Piccolo's reply.
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Her scalding lips pulled away, stripping a groan of disappointment from him involuntarily. He listened to her words, but rather distantly. He had become painfully aware of the female straddling him. The mere weight of her body against him was nearly enough to roll his eyes over white.
"Yes.." his voice returned, if only partially. His speech was stammered, and his stomach was tight. He could somewhat compare it to being nervous.
Piccolo found his eyes wandering over Eve again, stopping at her sapphire eyes. He held his breath and his skin felt hot under her gaze. Desire was burning in her cool eyes like embers in a growing inferno.
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"I can make this feeling leave you Piccolo. Not forever, but.. it will not be as sever next time." She swallowed faintly. As much as her body ached for him, the Siberian tiger had left more than his memory and seed behind. Eve could even then feel her recently un touched womanhood throbbing throb in pain.
"If you want me to." she whispered again, this time leaning forward pressing her hands against his chest. She sighed softly as she felt his heart beating fiercely against her right hand, and his sweat sliding between her fingers.
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He of course nodded softly, unable to speak after her velvet hands fell on him once more. He could hear his blood rushing in his ears, and the sound of his heart pounding inside his skull. Piccolo shifted slightly with unease but abruptly halted all movement. The mere feel of his pants against his member his eyes fall shut and his breath to draw in sharply.
Everything else seemed to fade into the back, there was to fire crackling behind them, nor crickets chirping in the night. It dimmed down to just His body aching for Eve to do what ever she had planned. Whatever she would do to stop this.
Suddenly Piccolo felt her hands slide over his slick skin, to take his arm and pull him down onto the bedroll. His eyes flew wide and alert as his back was pressed against fur. "What are..you do." His word were caught in his throat as Eve began planting soft kisses on his chest, her lips lingering against his skin as she moved downward gradually. Piccolo let his eyes close and his head lie lithe as he felt her impossibly supple lips against him.
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Eve for lack of a better word flung Piccolo onto her bed. Her instincts were being to roll through her mind. She had been in heat not more than 6 hours ago, and the tigress seemed to awaken from her sleep to aid her human companion. Eve had been turned into the half-breed at a rather early age, and had indeed been a virgin. But her ebony cohort was not going to leave her inexperienced other stranded.
Eve closed her eyes and pressed her mouth against Piccolo's skin. She drew back for a moment, vaguely hearing his startled question, as she tasted his sweat, his flesh. He tasted sweet.
She lowered her mouth once more to his body and slowly traced her lips over his wet flesh. Her hands moved to rest on the bed just below his shoulders as she ventured lower and lower. She could feel the tension in his body like the heat rising from his skin.
Once she reached where his skin ended and his plume shirt began, Eve looked up at the Piccolo. She parted her smooth lips allowing her tongue to run over his flesh. Dipping into ever curve over his form until she reach the slope of his collarbone. Eve looked downward and blew cool air against his damp face. His eyes opening faintly.
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Piccolo gritted his teeth holding back an outcry as her tongue slide over his chest agonizingly slow before leaving him out of breath swimming in and out a reality.
His senses seemed to grow centered again as a cool breeze swept over his skin. He forced open his laden eyes to look up at Eve. The warm like made her eyes sparkle beneath the curtain of raven hair that fell to the right of her face. The lust in her eyes was dampened by something softer. She looked concerned for him. 'What are you going to do Eve?.'
Her fingers lifted from the furs to trace over his shirt. They disappeared for a moment before his shirt abruptly went taught and was ripped from of him. He moved to look at her but his head fell back once more as her lips played over his stomach. This time a loud hiss escaped his clinched teeth.
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Eve looked into Piccolo's lost eyes as they became focused on her. 'I hope you can handle this my love.' She whispered inwardly as she looked down and his heaving sides as she lightly smoothed her fingertips over his gi, until firmly gripping where the neck came together.
Using most of her feminine strength she managed to rip the fabric from his emerald form. Her eyes took in his naked stomach and chest as if for the first time before she pressed her lips against his eager skin once more. She paused with a faint smile upon hearing the strong fighter hold back his cry of pleasure.' I am afraid you will not be so quiet later Piccolo.'
As she explored ever curve and crevice of his toned abs, her slender fingers slowly untied his blue sash. Her left hand soon pulling it free effortlessly.
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Piccolo for the most part didn't feel Eve actions until she pulled free his sash. His eyes opened and he stared up at the ceiling. His thought were coming back as he distantly wondered what Eve doing.
His thoughts feel short as he heard another wet rip of cloth and felt the weight of his pants over his groin lifted, leaving him his skin unexpectedly cold. His brow creased and his shifted nervously as he felt a similar breathe of wind against him, the same that he had felt against his face only moments ago.
Piccolo's mouth opened to protest, but his words fell silent as he found himself sheathed in unearthly warmth. His hands dug into the fur and fabric beneath him and his eyes rolled far into his head before he closed them tightly.
As if he thought he would die at just that, her lips tightened around his shaft and pulled up painfully slow, her tongue playing over his untouched flesh skillfully.
His back bowed and he gasped for air, feeling his lungs would burst, as sparks of white light seemed to flash in his mind.
His eyes fluttered open for a moment as her lips left him for a moment before suddenly engulfing him again. This time she did not pause before starting a rhythm, her mouth tightening and loosening randomly over him.
"Eve!!" He moaned at the top of his lungs, using what strength he had left to hold his hips to ground. Pleasure like nothing he had ever felt, or could begin to describe ran through his body flowing from head to toe. A feeling so tangible he thought he would choke on it if he didn't cry out to have release.
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Eve sat back on Piccolo's massive thighs to look down at him. His manhood was pressed against his heavy wet pants,' .that looks rather un comfortable.' she then took hold over the waist band of his pants and tore them down the crotch letting his length stand free and tall.
Her eyes widened a touch.' Nice wish Goku.' she blushed wildly, but only for a moment. The Tigress came through again, guiding her bipedal student past her embarrassment and back to what she needed, wanted to do for her love.
Eve lowered her lips until the hovered over him. She lightly blew her breath against his tender skin. She watched his abs invariantly twitch under her breath.
Her lips came down over as much as she could tolerate before she paused, her hands lightly holding his hips, hoping she wouldn't accident choke.
She waited for him to at least somewhat adjust to the new sensations crawling under his skin before she drew her lips tightly over him, she ran her tongue over his smooth length, and tasted his seed. She smirked to herself knowing he was nearly done.
She left him bare to the wind for a brief moment, licking her lips unconsciously before taking him into her mouth once more, this time moving over him rhythmically.
Her eyes widened slightly as his back bowed, and was grateful that he had the will power not to thrust upward.
As he writhed beneath her and he moaned out her name her eyes fell shut, it touching her recently ravaged regions, as well as her heart. That is was her name gracing his lips in such a way for the first time.
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Piccolo felt something suddenly rushing towards him that made his eyes open uncharacteristically wide. Every downward stroke brought it closer, causing his breath to quicken and his muscles to gradually grow tense. The pleasure wrapped around him, and he felt he would die if something didn't happen soon.
Just then his orgasm washed over him in a tidal wave that made him close his eyes harshly and shout wordlessly into the heated air around them. He dug his fingers into the furs, only to break through and break his ivory nails against the rock beneath. The pleasure was un bearable as his moan faded. The after traces leaving his skin warm with sweat and his muscles trembling slightly from effort and contentment.
Piccolo opened his eyes after several moments, he felt numb all over. Eve so he could tell Eve wasn't on him anymore. She was beside him. He could sense her wavering ki, ever present. He closed tried to speak, but found his voice absent.
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Eve stroked her fingers over his face, before brushing his cheek softly with the back of her fingers. "shush.rest now." She smiled warmly down to him and pulled her blanket over his mostly naked form. She waited for him to argue, to say he did not need rest. But when her sky-like eyes returned to his, they were closed, and the namake was asleep.
She had never seen a more peaceful, or relaxed expression on his face. It melted her soul to see him lying there in warm bliss, thanks to her. "I love you .My silent warrior." she whispered as she curled beside him, draping one arm across his chest and soon falling into her own ethereal slumber, the sound of his steady heart beat leading her into the welcoming darkness.
Well? cowards I hope this is worth of my fans. Its my first so don't be TOO harsh. Well dinner calls.
And to Sherri.. I'm sorry I didn't get this done in time for you to read before you left. You are in my prayers!!
Alright folks, if you are here then you are indeed a sick pervert!.. you All sicken me!!.. hehe joking, the only sick person is me because I'm writing it!! Mwhahaha!!! Well this is my first lemon hears a gasp and silence as everyone moves for the door Wait!! Hear me out, I've read plenty, and I think I can do this right!.. Believe me guys, I've read a tasteless lemon shudders so I know what not to do..
Enough of my yakking, your ready for the 'juicy ' stuff right? Right? Well here is Piccolo and Eve staring in "My First Lemon."!!!!!!!!
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End of Chapter 16-------------( Eve heard him say the words. That was the moment she lost control, and thought her heart would explode if she didn't kiss him.
She pressed her form against his and caressed his lips with her own. For a moment she thought she might had been hasty, but she felt his strong arms encircle her, drawing her so close that not a breath of air existed between them...
Eve finally managed to break the kiss reluctantly, receiving a faint, nearly unheard groan from Piccolo. Somewhere she had ended up in the jade warrior's lap, with her legs on either side of his broad waist. In her current position she could easily feel that their kiss had only worsened Piccolo's condition. Though she had to admit seeing him like this did more than make her blush.
"Do you trust me?" she whispered, the kiss having taken her breath. Her azure eyes roamed over his features. The rise and fall of his chest beneath his soaked gi, the glitter of the flame behind him dancing over the beads of sweat on his shoulders. It made her mind grow somewhat dazed. Enough so that she nearly missed Piccolo's reply.
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Her scalding lips pulled away, stripping a groan of disappointment from him involuntarily. He listened to her words, but rather distantly. He had become painfully aware of the female straddling him. The mere weight of her body against him was nearly enough to roll his eyes over white.
"Yes.." his voice returned, if only partially. His speech was stammered, and his stomach was tight. He could somewhat compare it to being nervous.
Piccolo found his eyes wandering over Eve again, stopping at her sapphire eyes. He held his breath and his skin felt hot under her gaze. Desire was burning in her cool eyes like embers in a growing inferno.
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"I can make this feeling leave you Piccolo. Not forever, but.. it will not be as sever next time." She swallowed faintly. As much as her body ached for him, the Siberian tiger had left more than his memory and seed behind. Eve could even then feel her recently un touched womanhood throbbing throb in pain.
"If you want me to." she whispered again, this time leaning forward pressing her hands against his chest. She sighed softly as she felt his heart beating fiercely against her right hand, and his sweat sliding between her fingers.
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He of course nodded softly, unable to speak after her velvet hands fell on him once more. He could hear his blood rushing in his ears, and the sound of his heart pounding inside his skull. Piccolo shifted slightly with unease but abruptly halted all movement. The mere feel of his pants against his member his eyes fall shut and his breath to draw in sharply.
Everything else seemed to fade into the back, there was to fire crackling behind them, nor crickets chirping in the night. It dimmed down to just His body aching for Eve to do what ever she had planned. Whatever she would do to stop this.
Suddenly Piccolo felt her hands slide over his slick skin, to take his arm and pull him down onto the bedroll. His eyes flew wide and alert as his back was pressed against fur. "What are..you do." His word were caught in his throat as Eve began planting soft kisses on his chest, her lips lingering against his skin as she moved downward gradually. Piccolo let his eyes close and his head lie lithe as he felt her impossibly supple lips against him.
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Eve for lack of a better word flung Piccolo onto her bed. Her instincts were being to roll through her mind. She had been in heat not more than 6 hours ago, and the tigress seemed to awaken from her sleep to aid her human companion. Eve had been turned into the half-breed at a rather early age, and had indeed been a virgin. But her ebony cohort was not going to leave her inexperienced other stranded.
Eve closed her eyes and pressed her mouth against Piccolo's skin. She drew back for a moment, vaguely hearing his startled question, as she tasted his sweat, his flesh. He tasted sweet.
She lowered her mouth once more to his body and slowly traced her lips over his wet flesh. Her hands moved to rest on the bed just below his shoulders as she ventured lower and lower. She could feel the tension in his body like the heat rising from his skin.
Once she reached where his skin ended and his plume shirt began, Eve looked up at the Piccolo. She parted her smooth lips allowing her tongue to run over his flesh. Dipping into ever curve over his form until she reach the slope of his collarbone. Eve looked downward and blew cool air against his damp face. His eyes opening faintly.
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Piccolo gritted his teeth holding back an outcry as her tongue slide over his chest agonizingly slow before leaving him out of breath swimming in and out a reality.
His senses seemed to grow centered again as a cool breeze swept over his skin. He forced open his laden eyes to look up at Eve. The warm like made her eyes sparkle beneath the curtain of raven hair that fell to the right of her face. The lust in her eyes was dampened by something softer. She looked concerned for him. 'What are you going to do Eve?.'
Her fingers lifted from the furs to trace over his shirt. They disappeared for a moment before his shirt abruptly went taught and was ripped from of him. He moved to look at her but his head fell back once more as her lips played over his stomach. This time a loud hiss escaped his clinched teeth.
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Eve looked into Piccolo's lost eyes as they became focused on her. 'I hope you can handle this my love.' She whispered inwardly as she looked down and his heaving sides as she lightly smoothed her fingertips over his gi, until firmly gripping where the neck came together.
Using most of her feminine strength she managed to rip the fabric from his emerald form. Her eyes took in his naked stomach and chest as if for the first time before she pressed her lips against his eager skin once more. She paused with a faint smile upon hearing the strong fighter hold back his cry of pleasure.' I am afraid you will not be so quiet later Piccolo.'
As she explored ever curve and crevice of his toned abs, her slender fingers slowly untied his blue sash. Her left hand soon pulling it free effortlessly.
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Piccolo for the most part didn't feel Eve actions until she pulled free his sash. His eyes opened and he stared up at the ceiling. His thought were coming back as he distantly wondered what Eve doing.
His thoughts feel short as he heard another wet rip of cloth and felt the weight of his pants over his groin lifted, leaving him his skin unexpectedly cold. His brow creased and his shifted nervously as he felt a similar breathe of wind against him, the same that he had felt against his face only moments ago.
Piccolo's mouth opened to protest, but his words fell silent as he found himself sheathed in unearthly warmth. His hands dug into the fur and fabric beneath him and his eyes rolled far into his head before he closed them tightly.
As if he thought he would die at just that, her lips tightened around his shaft and pulled up painfully slow, her tongue playing over his untouched flesh skillfully.
His back bowed and he gasped for air, feeling his lungs would burst, as sparks of white light seemed to flash in his mind.
His eyes fluttered open for a moment as her lips left him for a moment before suddenly engulfing him again. This time she did not pause before starting a rhythm, her mouth tightening and loosening randomly over him.
"Eve!!" He moaned at the top of his lungs, using what strength he had left to hold his hips to ground. Pleasure like nothing he had ever felt, or could begin to describe ran through his body flowing from head to toe. A feeling so tangible he thought he would choke on it if he didn't cry out to have release.
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Eve sat back on Piccolo's massive thighs to look down at him. His manhood was pressed against his heavy wet pants,' .that looks rather un comfortable.' she then took hold over the waist band of his pants and tore them down the crotch letting his length stand free and tall.
Her eyes widened a touch.' Nice wish Goku.' she blushed wildly, but only for a moment. The Tigress came through again, guiding her bipedal student past her embarrassment and back to what she needed, wanted to do for her love.
Eve lowered her lips until the hovered over him. She lightly blew her breath against his tender skin. She watched his abs invariantly twitch under her breath.
Her lips came down over as much as she could tolerate before she paused, her hands lightly holding his hips, hoping she wouldn't accident choke.
She waited for him to at least somewhat adjust to the new sensations crawling under his skin before she drew her lips tightly over him, she ran her tongue over his smooth length, and tasted his seed. She smirked to herself knowing he was nearly done.
She left him bare to the wind for a brief moment, licking her lips unconsciously before taking him into her mouth once more, this time moving over him rhythmically.
Her eyes widened slightly as his back bowed, and was grateful that he had the will power not to thrust upward.
As he writhed beneath her and he moaned out her name her eyes fell shut, it touching her recently ravaged regions, as well as her heart. That is was her name gracing his lips in such a way for the first time.
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Piccolo felt something suddenly rushing towards him that made his eyes open uncharacteristically wide. Every downward stroke brought it closer, causing his breath to quicken and his muscles to gradually grow tense. The pleasure wrapped around him, and he felt he would die if something didn't happen soon.
Just then his orgasm washed over him in a tidal wave that made him close his eyes harshly and shout wordlessly into the heated air around them. He dug his fingers into the furs, only to break through and break his ivory nails against the rock beneath. The pleasure was un bearable as his moan faded. The after traces leaving his skin warm with sweat and his muscles trembling slightly from effort and contentment.
Piccolo opened his eyes after several moments, he felt numb all over. Eve so he could tell Eve wasn't on him anymore. She was beside him. He could sense her wavering ki, ever present. He closed tried to speak, but found his voice absent.
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Eve stroked her fingers over his face, before brushing his cheek softly with the back of her fingers. "shush.rest now." She smiled warmly down to him and pulled her blanket over his mostly naked form. She waited for him to argue, to say he did not need rest. But when her sky-like eyes returned to his, they were closed, and the namake was asleep.
She had never seen a more peaceful, or relaxed expression on his face. It melted her soul to see him lying there in warm bliss, thanks to her. "I love you .My silent warrior." she whispered as she curled beside him, draping one arm across his chest and soon falling into her own ethereal slumber, the sound of his steady heart beat leading her into the welcoming darkness.
Well? cowards I hope this is worth of my fans. Its my first so don't be TOO harsh. Well dinner calls.
And to Sherri.. I'm sorry I didn't get this done in time for you to read before you left. You are in my prayers!!