Sapphic Bond
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Dragon Ball Z › Yuri - Female/Female
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Adult ++
Chapters:
5
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4,759
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1
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Chapter 2
When they arrived back at Videl's house that she used to share with Gohan, Videl gave 18 the said Midol with a glass of water, then brought her directly to the luxurious blue and gold marbeled bathroom. She'd filled the deep bathtub with steaming water and a capful of relaxing camelia bath oil and collected 18's soaked jeans and shirt, handing her a plush sapphire blue bathrobe.
Videl smiled, satisfied as 18 stepped into the sumptuous bathtub. "Let me know if you need anything," she said kindly, "I'll have tea waiting in the living room."
"Alright. Thanks." 18's tone of voice was odd, though Videl didn't notice as she closed the door behind her and went to put 18's clothes in the washing machine. Neither had she noticed 18's icy aqua eyes glow for a brief moment as she watched Videl retreat.
She reclined in the neck-deep, fragrant water, her eyes closing contentedly and shivering with pleasure at the comforting hot water. She'd never known luxury in her life, but thought absently that she could easily get used to it. Surprisingly, the pills had stopped the pain, but did nothing to alleviate its cause.
Her hands strayed to her firm, generous chest, caressing the contours of her satiny skin and playing at the hardened tips, gasping softly at the tiny electric jolts. Her imaginings of Videl as her hand slid slowly down her longing body were not surprising. As clever as the younger woman was, could she really be so naïve?
She obviously had not noticed 18 admiring the outline of her perfect breasts, how her nipples stood out through her tight, wet shirt, and the curve of her perfectly toned ass through her tailored skirt. 18's hand moved between her spread legs, playing at her wet heat that was not from the water with a sly smile. Videl had no idea of what she was in for, had she?
After washing and relaxing in the bath for some time, 18 stepped out to dry off and blowdry her hair before slipping on the soft bathrobe and joining Videl in the airy, spacious living room where she served their tea.
"Are you feeling better?" Videl asked as she poured their tea, looking concerned. She stirred honey into their cups and handed 18 hers.
"Well, at least the pain is gone," 18 replied, accepting the cup.
"It's jasmine tea," Videl told her, "It helps just about everything."
Furtively 18 studied Videl. Her shiny black hair had grown out a bit and was turned under, now much softer and more feminine. She had a sweet face with pink cheeks, wide sparkling eyes and perfect bowed, sensual lips. Not to mention her enviable silhouette, the sense of loneliness and longing she degaged, and the lost expression in her eyes. 18 felt a twinge of guilt and set down her cup. "Do you mind a personal question?"
Videl shrugged. "I guess not."
"Why did you and Gohan split? You seemed so happy." She regretted asking when Videl's face darkened.
"He was cheating on me," Videl admitted, "I couldn't pretend everything was normal when it wasn't. And with someone I always welcomed like family. I still can't believe it." She looked down dejectedly, then back up in surprise. 18's fingertips traced lightly from her cheeks to her jaw.
"He doesn't know what he lost." Videl realized that 18 had moved closer on the couch, and felt trapped in her hypnotizingly sensual presence, making her painfully aware of just how alone she felt, and something that made her nervous to think about, that she'd always steeled herself to ignore. They had so much in common in subtly nondescript ways, and something clicked between them. 18 was her friend; why was she suddenly so nervous and unsure of herself? What was she afraid of? Why was she suddenly very conscient that 18 was entirely nude under her bathrobe?
As though hearing her thoughts, 18 slid her hand behind her head and pulled her near for a soft kiss. At once petrified and appalled to be wanting more, Videl's eyes closed and she remained still, tasting the kiss. When she did not object, 18 placed her hands on her shoulders and kissed her harder.
With curious desire Videl leaned into it, a thrill coursing through her when 18's tongue slipped teasingly between her lips. Feeling Videl's kiss deepen, 18 lifted her so that she was straddled across her lap, drawing a moan from her as her arms encircled her, seemingly electric sparks passing between them.
Videl's thoughts froze. /What in the hell am I doing?/
*
TBC in Chapter 3...
Videl smiled, satisfied as 18 stepped into the sumptuous bathtub. "Let me know if you need anything," she said kindly, "I'll have tea waiting in the living room."
"Alright. Thanks." 18's tone of voice was odd, though Videl didn't notice as she closed the door behind her and went to put 18's clothes in the washing machine. Neither had she noticed 18's icy aqua eyes glow for a brief moment as she watched Videl retreat.
She reclined in the neck-deep, fragrant water, her eyes closing contentedly and shivering with pleasure at the comforting hot water. She'd never known luxury in her life, but thought absently that she could easily get used to it. Surprisingly, the pills had stopped the pain, but did nothing to alleviate its cause.
Her hands strayed to her firm, generous chest, caressing the contours of her satiny skin and playing at the hardened tips, gasping softly at the tiny electric jolts. Her imaginings of Videl as her hand slid slowly down her longing body were not surprising. As clever as the younger woman was, could she really be so naïve?
She obviously had not noticed 18 admiring the outline of her perfect breasts, how her nipples stood out through her tight, wet shirt, and the curve of her perfectly toned ass through her tailored skirt. 18's hand moved between her spread legs, playing at her wet heat that was not from the water with a sly smile. Videl had no idea of what she was in for, had she?
After washing and relaxing in the bath for some time, 18 stepped out to dry off and blowdry her hair before slipping on the soft bathrobe and joining Videl in the airy, spacious living room where she served their tea.
"Are you feeling better?" Videl asked as she poured their tea, looking concerned. She stirred honey into their cups and handed 18 hers.
"Well, at least the pain is gone," 18 replied, accepting the cup.
"It's jasmine tea," Videl told her, "It helps just about everything."
Furtively 18 studied Videl. Her shiny black hair had grown out a bit and was turned under, now much softer and more feminine. She had a sweet face with pink cheeks, wide sparkling eyes and perfect bowed, sensual lips. Not to mention her enviable silhouette, the sense of loneliness and longing she degaged, and the lost expression in her eyes. 18 felt a twinge of guilt and set down her cup. "Do you mind a personal question?"
Videl shrugged. "I guess not."
"Why did you and Gohan split? You seemed so happy." She regretted asking when Videl's face darkened.
"He was cheating on me," Videl admitted, "I couldn't pretend everything was normal when it wasn't. And with someone I always welcomed like family. I still can't believe it." She looked down dejectedly, then back up in surprise. 18's fingertips traced lightly from her cheeks to her jaw.
"He doesn't know what he lost." Videl realized that 18 had moved closer on the couch, and felt trapped in her hypnotizingly sensual presence, making her painfully aware of just how alone she felt, and something that made her nervous to think about, that she'd always steeled herself to ignore. They had so much in common in subtly nondescript ways, and something clicked between them. 18 was her friend; why was she suddenly so nervous and unsure of herself? What was she afraid of? Why was she suddenly very conscient that 18 was entirely nude under her bathrobe?
As though hearing her thoughts, 18 slid her hand behind her head and pulled her near for a soft kiss. At once petrified and appalled to be wanting more, Videl's eyes closed and she remained still, tasting the kiss. When she did not object, 18 placed her hands on her shoulders and kissed her harder.
With curious desire Videl leaned into it, a thrill coursing through her when 18's tongue slipped teasingly between her lips. Feeling Videl's kiss deepen, 18 lifted her so that she was straddled across her lap, drawing a moan from her as her arms encircled her, seemingly electric sparks passing between them.
Videl's thoughts froze. /What in the hell am I doing?/
*
TBC in Chapter 3...