Disclaimer: I do not own Tenchi it belongs to the original creator, AIC, and Sony.

Warning: This story contains sexual content. Feel free to leave if you like, if not get comfortable and enjoy what I like to call my tasteful smut.

Midmorning Snack

Bright sunshine flowed into the kitchen driving away any dark shadows that may have threatened the inviting atmosphere within the cheerful room. The same light shone through a small crystal hanging in the window scattering prismatic light and painting the room with dancing colors. The midmorning sun smile happily on this airy kitchen kept perfectly by one person. The counters were spotless, not a bit of grime clung to the sink, and not a speck of dirt graced the tiled floor. The fridge and pantry were well stocked with wholesome ingredients, nothing instant or powdered anything. Neatly arranged with the many drawers and cupboards was a vast array of pot, pans, and all manner of cooking utensils. This was culinary paradise.

As the sole proprietor of this heavenly kitchen entered this hollowed ground she out shone the sun. Dressed in a simple kimono that tried it's best to hide her generous proportions it none the less added a bit more grace to this already graceful woman. Her long flowing hair fell to just below her knees and was done up in the style befitting her rank. The goddess surveyed her domain with sparkling gem like eyes one could become happily and hopelessly lost in for eternity. A bright smile curved her soft lips revealing pearl-like teeth. One slim fingered hand slid shut the door behind sealing off her refuge from the harsh outside world. Those perfect lips puckered into a sigh of grateful relief as the domestic goddess pulled a white apron off a nearby hook and settled it around her neck before tying it off in the back. It was time to start preparations for lunch.

She passed the sink and began running cool water before moving on to the fridge. Opening the door she basked for a second in the cool air wafting out before bending to retrieve several carrots and a bundle of green onions from the vegetable drawer. Holding the items close to her chest she returned to the sink humming the tune to a song she had stuck in her head from a recent concert. Depositing the produce on the counter nest to the merrily running sink she knelt to open one of the cupboards and pulled out a slim cutting board. This she set on the opposite side of the sink before reaching into a nearby drawer and deftly pulling out a large and impossibly sharp knife. This deadly item she set carefully on the cutting board to wait while she slid over to rinse her chosen vegetables. Just as she was reaching for the first carrot a feathery kiss was planted on her smooth neck.

Startled the cyan haired goddess jumped in surprise, but before she could turn around a pair on sinewy arms wrapped around her. She relaxed in his embrace and her heart found it's way out of her throat while returning to normal tempo. She felt the firmness of his lean body against her back as he pulled her in closer. His lips tickled as they lightly brushed her ear lobe when he whispered.

"I love you," his voice was soft but filled with warmth, life and happiness.

"I love you too," she responded turning her head and tilting it back to rest against his muscular shoulder so she look into his depthless chocolate eyes.

"So what's for lunch," he asked casually. She wasn't fooled by the tone of his voice. The lusty glint in his eye betrayed him as his right hand slipped under her apron to cup her right breast through the silky material of her kimono. She was about to protest when his mouth covered hers' in a hot, passionate kiss. She mumbled slightly against his lips but surrendered to the moment and slid her tongue into his eager mouth. Eager too were his roving hands, his right leaving her breast to reach into the folds of her clothing and gently massage it's twin. His left acted independently untying her apron and pulling it over her head as he broke their kiss.

"You look good enough to eat," he smiled as she turned to face him her face flushed and heart fluttering madly in her heaving chest. Something about his touch always set her passions afire. Before her thoughts could continue his hot mouth claimed a spot on her slender neck sending her brain spiraling into to little more than a receptor for his deft attentions. He pushed her back against the sink while his hands worked in practiced coordination to remove her obi and drop in a folded pile on the floor next to them. He now had her kimono barley decent and breathing heavily in his ear as he continued to nip her neck every so gently. Life was perfect.

"You should put your hair up into tails again," he said into her ear, "I always liked it that way."

"Tenchi," she giggled giving him a little shove, "Wearing my hair like that makes me feel like a little girl, I didn't know you were into that kind of thing."

"And doing this doesn't," he said stepping back up to her not letting her away from the sink. His hand slid up her inner thigh to cup her smooth, hairless mound. She gasped at his intimate groping, the sensation of his hand on her bare sex setting off explosions of pure pleasure. She moaned in pleasure as his mouth captured hers' in another passionate kiss. She pressed herself eagerly against him as his free hand slipped her now unnecessary kimono off her shoulders and let it settle on the floor along with her dejected apron and obi.

Now completely nude she felt his form hands grasp her waist and lift her so she was sitting on the edge of the sink. Leaning back slightly she arced her back just so jutting her ample chest forward, she sat there fully exposed wanton hunger gleaming in her tourmaline eyes. He stood back for just a moment admiring his handiwork before burying face between her parted legs. He took supreme pleasure in every moan and gasp she uttered as he lapped at her moist folds.

Lost in a vortex of sensation and ecstasy she lost her somewhat precarious perch at the edge of the sink and slipped back into the basin, her bottom pressed against the side, and the still running water flowing over her now swollen sex. Her lover didn't miss a beat diving his head into the running water and continuing his skillful tongue work. He felt her muscles tense and knew she was close to release, he drove her onward paying close attention to her hardened button of pleasure. Moments later he heard an almost painful sounding moan escape from her throat as she shuddered violently before falling limp, still sitting in the sink.

Shutting off the long running water he then took her in his arms and lifted her gently out of the basin. She wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered sweet nothings in his ear. When her feet were firmly on the floor and she took a second to regain her balance after all that earth moving, she kissed him gently on the lips. She kept her arms lightly draped around his neck and likewise his arms rested gently on her shapely hips, still they were close enough for her to feel him through his now straining pants. Well if she was still naked they might as well do something about his obvious distress.

Smiling wickedly she turned the tables on her lover and spun pressing him against the counter. She kissed him hard, commanding with her mouth that he surrender. She could almost feel his eyes roll back into his head as her hands freed him of his pants. Ever limber she stretched one leg out until her ankle was resting on the counter and guided him into her. Both gasped in sheer bliss as they joined and their moans filled the room as the tempo of their love making increased. It took a surprisingly short time for the heat between them to build to the boiling point. In a mere five minutes both were on the verge of climax. In a panting duet of lust both shouted the others name as they hit the peak of their pleasure.

Ayeka woke in a cold sweat. Sitting up on her futon she leaned on one arm while her other felt her chest for her still rapidly beating heart. What an utterly terrifying dream. Slowly regaining her composure Ayeka looked around her moonlit room, something didn't seem right. Then she noticed what was wrong. Sasami's futon was a mess, her younger sibling often thrashed about in her frequent nightmares, however the futons occupant was missing. Jumping to her feet she raced for the door when she heard someone knocking on a door down the hall.

"Tenchi," called a small voice hoarse from sobbing, "Can I sleep in here, I had another nightmare."

"That's fine with me Sasami," came Tenchi's voice after the sound of a door sliding open, "But what about Ayeka, isn't she with you."

"I couldn't wake her up," answered her younger sibling, "I think she might have been having a nightmare also."

"Well, ok Sasami, you can sleep with me then. Just let me get the spare futon and you can have the bed," Tenchi voice drifted down the hall before being muffled by him closing the door.

Ayeka bolted from her room down the hall her thoughts a jumble except for one overriding factor, she had to be in that room. In her desperate sprint she failed to notice another presence until a full figured form slammed into her just as she reached Tenchi's door. Suddenly sitting on the floor, her rump stinging from the rough landing, she looked at her assailant. Ryoko sat a few feet away looking dazed and somewhat shaken. Her yellow eyes were glazed over, and she looked at Ayeka without recognition. Finally her rivals eyes narrowed and the cat-like gleam returned.

"What are you doing here Princess Prude," Ryoko snapped getting to her feet.

"Checking on Sasami, naturally," Ayeka shot back, "She had some kind of nightmare."

"So did I," Ryoko said instantly, "It was about Tenchi, but I'd rather not talk about it."

"I dreamt of Lord Tenchi as well," Ayeka said amazed before better sense got a hold of her, "Oh never mind."

Getting back to the business at hand both girls grabbed the door at the same time and started to slide it open when a vaguely familiar chime sounded. The next thing Ayeka knew she was sopping wet sitting in a foot and half of cold lake water next to similar soaked rival. Both looked at the other and sighed.

"Right, that booby trap is still on his door," Ryoko groaned not trying to get up yet.

"Yes, I did forget about that," Ayeka admitted.

"You know princess," Ryoko said getting to her feet and offering an unusual hand up to her rival, "I think we need to enroll in cooking classes."

"For once I think I agree with you," Ayeka sighed as te two slogged back towards the darkened house.

Upstairs in his room Tenchi lay on the floor staring at the ceiling wondering why everyone was acting so weird lately. Looking over he saw Sasami burying herself in his blankets looking happier already. He always worried when she had nightmares, they seemed to foretell an upcoming crisis.

"So what was your dream about Sasami," Tenchi asked as Sasami was getting comfortable.

"Well, lets see," she said thinking a bit, "There was this tall man covered in blood, and he was fighting with you . And over on the side I saw Ryoko all hurt and not moving in the dirt. I was really scared Tenchi."

"Don't worry Sasami, Ryoko and I will stay away from any tall guys for a while," Tenchi mumbled before drifting off to sleep, "Godd night Sasami."

"Good night Tenchi," Her voice perked up a bit when she asked him one final question, "Say Tenchi, what do you want for lunch tomorrow?"

It took Tenchi an hour to stop blushing and calm down enough to get back to sleep.

Author's Note

This Chapter is dedicated to an old friend of mine that always talked about doing it on or in the sink, so Ben here you go. Well, I hope I pulled this off without out offending anybody too badly. This chapter has been the most graphic I've gotten yet in this fic but I believe I'm still in the realm of good taste. In fact these fantasies have continued to become more graphic as I've gone on. I didn't really mean for it to happen I've jus gotten into writing these fantasies and truly enjoyed the process. I didn't start off to write a fantasy for each girl but reviewers responded and gave me ideas and thus I have kept going.

I want to address a review from djk1982 on chapter 5 before I go. I have to admit that I didn't think to write the fantasies in a nonsexual context for some of the girls, it's a great idea I admit but like you pointed out the whole point of this fic is to indulge my lemony side. I might have even taken your advice about Sasami in the review if I hadn't already been three quarters done with this chapter. I still freely admit I'm ooc here, I'm just trying to keep the essence of the characters here. Oh and in Ayeka's chapter they do 'get it on' so to speak it's just at the time I had a PG-13 rating. With the R rating and people still reading I felt free to indulge a bit more.

Lastly I just want know if anybody has picked up on the recurring theme here other than the sex? Ok enough rambling, I'll shut up so you can review. Please review it makes my day and helps encourge me to Keep 'em coming.

Smack54