A/N: Pull up a chair, grab up a bottle of water, and squeeze a bit of lemon in it. The following is gunna be a little citric-y! Read: SOME SEXUAL CONTENT! Be mature and know your limits. Aye, I hope this doesn't suck. --

I pulled away from his drugging kiss and arched my body into his. I could feel his warm breath on my neck.

"Can I kiss you somewhere else?" I heard him whisper in my ear, his voice deep and husky.

"You can kiss me anywhere you want..." I sighed and then gasped as I felt his mouth close over my neck tentatively.

He trailed feather light kisses up to my ear as I began pulling up the bottom of his hoodie. His arms rose above his head as he allowed me to remove and discard the item. The fires within me came to life with renewed force, engulfing my body and clouding my mind. I laid back onto the mattress, Piccolo crawling on top of me slowly, his mouth returning to mine. I forced his lips apart with my tongue and delved deep, enjoying the noises my actions elicited from the Namek. His hand gripped the covers surrounding my body and began pulling then down slowly. They had barely reached the peaks of my breasts when I felt Piccolo scramble off of my body.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I pulled the comforters up around me. Piccolo was staring down at himself and then I noticed the problem... Well, he's well endowed! "Um... That's totally normal, you know?"

"I know... I just... Arg, this is such a problem!" His eyes narrowed.

I got up from the bed, covers still around me, and stood next to him, "It's not really a problem per se..."

"It is to me... My dad used to use this thing... in bad ways..." Piccolo's eyes were cold and distant, as if he were a million miles away from me even though we were mere inches apart in reality.

"How?" I asked, feeling myself shudder involuntarily.

"The women never wanted to use it... They never did it willingly..." He sat on the floor.

I closed my eyes, forcing myself to be strong for Piccolo as I sat down with him. "He raped them?"

"Yeah... A lot of them..."

I unconsciously glanced down at Piccolo's crotch. "How did he do that? How did he get a penis in the first place? He was a Namek."

"He was the embodiment of evil; he could do anything he wanted to. Growing male anatomy was a simple feat for him... After he knew what he could do with it... he wanted it... and he gave it to me when he created me..." he snorted. "You already know that he left all of his memories with me so that I could carry out his mission of taking over the world... Well, he left those other memories too..."

My hand went to my mouth. Oh my God... Poor Piccolo... How horrible...

"I can close my eyes and see everything... This thing seems so incompetent when it's not so... um... hard... but when it is..."

I threw my arms around him, "Piccolo..."

His arms slowly wrapped around me, holding me close to his body. "I never did that. Never."

I looked into his obsidian eyes, "I know."

"I really want you to know that."

I buried myself in the crook of his neck and caressed the back of his head, "Thank you... Thank you for telling me..." I nuzzled his neck and placed a soft kiss on his lips. He pulled me into his lap and burrowed into my hair, hiding his face from me. I ran my nails down the tough, sinews of his back, doing my best to ease the tension out of his muscles. Then I felt something rub against my left thigh...

"Um, Piccolo?"

"Fuck..." he sighed and pulled away.

"What's wrong?"

"It's doing it again..."

I didn't mean to but I kinda looked down... Wow... That's intimidating.

"It'll go away, TA, I swear!"

I tried not to giggle, "I know, take it easy."

"I really hate this," he growled in frustration, occasionally trying to push down on the tent in his lap.

"Why?"

"It only does this in situations that would be perfect for my father to take advantage of..." He snarled and grabbed up his cape, throwing it across his legs.

"You've been in a few situations like this before, Piccolo, and nothing bad happened. You're not your father; you never will be. Just trust yourself... and trust me... If you ever go too fast for me, I WILL tell you... I owe you that much."

The Namek looked at me suddenly, life shining in the hypnotic depths of his eyes. "You trust me that much?"

"I always have..." I took his hand. "Come here."

I pulled him on top of me and started kissing his lips. After several light kisses, I pulled away, "Is it still a problem?"

"... Yes..."

My lips molded to his, but this time I ran my tongue along his lower lip. When he gasped, I inserted it into his mouth, exploring him thoroughly. I ran my tongue along the insides of his mouth, against his tongue, and over his fangs. This experiment continued until I heard him growling in response.

I pulled away, "Still a problem?"

"...Yes..." he replied, annoyed, yet his cheeks were a little flushed.

"Do you like it?"

His eyes widened slightly, "Um..."

"Do you feel pleasure anywhere?" I prompted.

His face turned bright purple and he buried his face in the covers on my stomach. I giggled. "It's okay! It's okay! You know, if it's so bad for you to feel pleasure, then I'm in trouble too."

Piccolo looked up at me suddenly, "You feel it too?"

Now I was the one blushing, "...Yeah... See? It's normal..."

A small smile crept its way onto the Namek's face, "That's good to know..." he whispered as he leaned in for a kiss.

I smiled softly as his hands began caressing my face, exploring curiously and yet I could feel a sense of determination in his every move. My mind was reeling from the sensations his touch was stirring within me and I barely noticed that he'd begun to remove the comforters. I sucked in my breath and searched out his eyes.

"Tiffy... Do you mind?"

A blush streaked across my face and I broke contact with his eyes. "Um... I don't know... I..."

Piccolo bowed his head and nuzzled my face. "You do trust me, right?"

I smiled at the rare display of affection, "Of course I do. I'm just a little shy." I pressed my forehead to his and giggled.

His arm slipped under my back and I tensed as he removed the covers separating our bodies. Goose bumps sprang up all over my skin and I closed my eyes, afraid of what I'd see in his. Does he like what he sees? Where are we going with all of this exactly? Oh my God... What if we...?

"Tiffy... Wow..."

I opened my eyes and forced myself to look at him. "What?"

His eyes were scanning over my naked body, wonder softening his sharp features. I watched him intently until he looked up at me. "This is amazing..."

My face burned, "Thank... you?"

Piccolo's lips tugged upward and he placed a kiss on my stomach.

"Hee hee!"

The Namek looked up at me, one of his brow ridges arched up, "What's wrong?"

"That tickles!"

He smiled wider before his long nails began scratching my sides. I rolled over onto my stomach, trying to protect my skin from the demon.

"Leave me alone!" I was drowning in my hysterics, unable to breathe.

"Well, looky here! Tiffy's ass is making another guest appearance today!" he roared.

"Oh my God, shut-UP!" I snarled between my giggles.

Piccolo crawled on top of me and I could feel him trying to reclaim the territory he'd just lost.

"No! No! No!" I squealed.

I could hear his soft laughter as he'd get the occasional tickle in between my ribs. Then his knee hit me between the legs. I gasped.

"Oops! You okay?" he asked, shocked and surprised.

"Y-Yeah..." I replied nervously.

"Did I hurt you?"

"Not exactly..." I kept my face in the carpet, nervous and shy and intrigued all at the same time.

I heard his heavy breathing and then I felt his knee rub against me again. Oh my God...

"Piccolo..." I sighed.

His hands were caressing my back again, easing the tension out of my muscles. "Show me what else you enjoy..." he purred in my ear.

Holy crap... I could feel my body burning for him and his words only fanned the flames into an inferno. I pulled away from his leg and turned onto my back. Pulling his face to mine, I kissed him softly. Just distract him and things won't go beyond this. Distract him... Oh my God... I don't know if I can go beyond this... Should I? I kept kissing his face. Everything. Eyelids, nose, forehead, I was totally nondiscriminant in my assault on his face. He pulled away after a while though.

"Tiffy... Show me..."

Oh God... Oh God...

I swallowed hard and took his hand in mine, intertwining my fingers in and out of his. "Touch me," I whispered.

"That's what I've been doing," he replied.

"No... Touch me here..." I placed his hand between my legs and watched his eyes widen.

He wrapped his other arm around me and held me close as he explored me intimately. I watched the expressions on his face and felt myself relaxing a little. His touch was so warm and comforting. I nearly forgot that I was the only one undressed in my bedroom as pleasure washed over my body. I closed my eyes on a soft moan...

"This feels good to you?" he whispered.

I nodded and opened my eyes. He was watching my face intently, looking for any signs of discomfort... How can he look at me like that? I thought he hated me... Hah, great time to think of that, huh? But still... I have to know...

"Piccolo?"

"M-hmm?" came his lethargic response, his fingers never stopping their gentle exploration.

"Where are we going with this exactly?"

His eyes locked with mine, a seriousness in their depths that I had never seen before, "Anywhere you wanna go with it."

"Well," I bit down on my lower lip, "What do you think of me anyway?"

I felt him slip a finger inside of me and I gasped at the incredible sensation it sent through my entire body. "You okay, kid?"

I caught my breath, "Yeah... Wow... I don't know how you're doing this so well..."

Piccolo blushed a little, "Um... Well... Let's just say that I'm not nearly as innocent as people tend to think I am."

A wicked smile flashed across my face, "You picked up these moves from my fanfics, didn't you?!"

The demon's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates, "What now?!"

"You pervert!" I teased.

"Gimme a break, TA!" he snorted indignantly.

"It's true and you know it!"

His onyx eyes narrowed, "I borrowed some pornographic videos from Vegeta once, that's all..."

I choked on a laugh. "Oh please! You did not! Where'd you watch it, huh? In your cave in the Sahara Desert? You get TV reception there, do you? Gimme a break! And anyone who calls porn 'pornographic videos' is clearly a virgin in the dirty movie industry! You read my stories and picked up some moves there and I know it!"

I felt his finger delve deep inside of me suddenly and I nearly gagged on my next zinger. Burying my face in his chest, I ended the conversation.

"That shut you up!" he growled victorious. He was quiet for a few moments before speaking up again. "In answer to your previous question, kid, I'm not the best at heart-to-hearts... but I do know that I wouldn't do this with just anyone. I don't want you to be sad anymore and I hope I can help you be a happier person. I'm really sorry about the hell you've been through these past few months, but I'll be here as long as you need me..."

"You..." I swallowed hard, forcing myself to remain coherent. "You really wanna stay?"

"I didn't abandon my world for nothing, kid."

I smiled and clutched at his purple shirt.

"Here, let me get this outta the way." He pulled his finger out of me and pulled his shirt over his head. I just about dropped dead when I saw his defined pecs and chiseled abs. Wow...

Piccolo tried to pull me back toward him but I held back, suddenly overtaken by my fangirlish nature. "Lose the pants too!"

Piccolo grinned, "Alright. Seeing as how you're already naked, things might as well be equal..."

"Damn straight!" I grinned at him, crossing my arms over my chest. "Let's see those boxers!"

The warrior squeezed out of the Excursion man's high waters and then pulled the blue sash holding up his purple gi pants. "Boxers? What are those?" he gave me an odd look and my jaw nearly hit the floor as I realized that Piccolo was one of those commandos. Shit, he's probably never heard of boxers in his entire life!

"Um..." I looked away from Piccolo's obvious arousal and bit my lip. Shit... This is really intimidating... What the hell am I doing?! No boxers... Wonderful. God, what do I do now?

"Tif?" The demon walked up and knelt down before me. "You okay?"

"I don't know, Piccolo," I confessed, my eyes pleading. "I'm scared."

"Scared of what?"

"Of us being so... naked."

Piccolo looked down at himself and then at me. "What's so wrong with that? It's natural. You need to relax."

He reached up and pulled me into his arms. I was squished up against his rock-hard chest and looked deep into his obsidian eyes. A green, clawed hand reached out and brushed a few stray strands of hair out of my face.

I smiled. "That's nice..."

Piccolo smirked at me and continued to run his fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes and inhaled the demon's scent, my muscles and my anxiety-plagued mind calming with the passing time.

"I don't think you're afraid of us being naked together, Tiffy..." Piccolo spoke up.

"Nani?"

"I think you're afraid of what could happen if we're naked together..."

I giggled, "Since when did you become the sexpert around here? I always pegged you for a virgin."

Piccolo looked away, suddenly embarrassed. "Hey... I'm not totally uneducated..."

My eyes sparkled. "Experience doesn't matter to me."

The demon looked at me, his eyes searching for something... "Are you really afraid, Tiffy?"

My breath caught in my throat. "I... Not really... I guess I'm just used to the bad memories left behind from---"

Piccolo's lips closed over mine and we stayed glued to each other in a lip-lock for several moments before he pulled away, "I have bad memories too, kid. Not from personal experience, but the memories plague me too..."

His father's raping sprees...

"We can make new ones."

My heart stopped and my eyes flew wide open.

"Maybe good memories will make you happier."

Someone's hand was squeezing my heart. It was painful but refreshing. I felt alive; reborn after being dead for so long... A longing so intense throbbed deep inside of me and I felt the tears start to well up in my eyes.

"They could make you happy too..." I whispered, my throat constricted with the sudden emotion overloading my system.

Piccolo just smiled at me.

He wants to make me happy. Me. He wants to make love with me to make me feel better, to make me happy. He wants to give his first experience to me...

I reached around his back and pulled myself even closer to him. His arms encircled my small frame and held me, his warmth engulfing my body.

He shifted and placed me on the comforters we'd abandoned earlier. I looked up into his eyes, trusting no one but him at that moment. Obsidian eyes were watching me, monitoring my every reaction. Piccolo bowed his head and kissed my lips.

"I'm not sure how to do this exactly... I know the basics, but getting started is..."

I smiled shyly and pulled him into a kiss. My hand reached between our bodies and united us, our pasts melting away in the presence of the heat generated by the intensity of that first moment. The first moment in months where I knew everything was gunna be okay...