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Unwound	By : Dragonheart Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yuri - Female/Female Views: 3494 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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When ChiChi opened her eyes, waking from a heavy sleep, she expected to find the room still in darkness or a dim light at least. She'd always had to squint to see what time the small clock at her bedside said.

Instead she opened her eyes to a room which was lit and, as she was pulled further out of her slumber, she came to realise it wasn't because the lights were on. Daylight spilled around the curtains and, if her clock was actually correct, it was almost the middle of the morning.

ChiChi's stomach and throat clenched with panic so much the gasp which forced itself out between her lips hurt. But just as she started to move herself and pull the sheets from her body another hand took hold of her arm and stopped her.

"Where are you off to in such a panic?" Bulma asked. She had one eye open and was squinting through the brightness of the room. One of her hands pushed back her newly cut short hair from her eyes and the other held ChiChi's arm loosely.

"It's nearly the middle of the morning and I've done nothing," ChiChi said, feeling the rise and shake of her voice. "I need to get Goten up and breakfasted. He-" ChiChi paused for a moment, listening carefully. When she heard nothing, she went on; "I don't hear anything so he's probably not up either."

"He is," Bulma assured her.

"Well, where is he?" ChiChi raised her chin as she listened again. "I don't hear anything."

"He's with my mother and Trunks," said Bulma. "They wanted to see that new cartoon movie which came out last week and my mother said she didn't mind taking them. She picked him up half an hour ago."

"The cleaning-"

"Is being taken care of. I have robots to do all that stuff, remember. I brought them over here in little capsules and that's where they'll go again when they're done."

ChiChi opened her mouth, thinking she had something to reply with. But she found she was wrong and pressed her lips together again. Goten was being taken care of. Her housework was being done by specially programmed robots. The shopping had been done yesterday so the cupboards were full and there were no clothes which needed mending.

"Then what am I supposed to do?" she asked. ChiChi didn't think she had ever been in a position where she was unable to think of anything to do before.

Bulma sat up and the pale peach nightdress she wore fell in accordance to her body; hugging some places and loose around others. There was a frill outline around the neck, dipping down to a tiny bow which was a few shades darker than the garment itself. The way the neck of the nightdress dipped was very eye-drawing and ChiChi soon found her gaze going from Bulma's face down to where the silk material clung to her breasts. She saw them move and then felt both of Bulma's hand holding her arms.

"You do nothing," Bulma said. She tugged gently upon ChiChi's arms and the woman accepted the action, lying down with her back against the sheets and her head upon the pillow. "You're always doing so much for everyone else." The sheets were drawn back up over their bodies. "Just stop for a moment."

Bulma's hands came upon her thigh and ChiChi stilled. The tension in her body went and she felt her shoulders sink into where they were touching the sides of the pillow. The thin and pale purple pyjama bottoms she wore to bed were pushed down to her knees, her underwear quickly following. It was then ChiChi blinked and she realised she had been staring at the ceiling, watching the slither of light which slipped from around the curtains and streaked across the painted surface above her head. She looked to her side, saw Bulma there and how close she was. Their eyes kept each other's gaze for a moment and the only thing ChiChi knew was the sharp blue colour before her and the fingers which pressed and moved in small circles against her thigh.

Those blue eyes moved towards her and then ChiChi noticed Bulma's lips, which were much darker than the rest of her skin. They came towards her, parted only ever-so-slightly. ChiChi did the same, feeling the dry skin she had been pressing together peel apart and then they were joined by the lips. She felt Bulma's lips press against her and something rushed to her head, swirling around and making her feel dizzy from where she lay. It mixed with the smell of perfume against Bulma's neck and shampoo in her hair.

She closed her eyes and then half-opened them again when she felt Bulma push her fingers inside her. Their lips parted as she gasped, quickly and the breath shallow. Her toes curled, digging into the sheets she lay upon and ChiChi wrapped her arms around Bulma's body to pull her close. She closed her eyes completely again and surrounded herself in that scent of perfume and shampoo worn into Bulma's body. ChiChi felt Bulma's hair fall into her face and ever so lightly tickle at her nose. Running her fingers up Bulma's back and feeling the smooth curve of her pale neck, ChiChi pinched some of that hair between her fingers. She stroked it, feeling the smooth texture given to it by expensive products. It was almost silk-like.

Then ChiChi pushed down lightly on Bulma's head as she felt those fingers inside her, stroking and pushing. She felt Bulma's lips pressing against her neck and collarbone, lightly trailing kisses along her skin. The smells, the touches and the sound of her own breathing as it gasped between her lips were all around her as she felt heat pool between her legs and her toes clench into the sheets.

For most of her life ChiChi had worked hard and had never been given the chance to learn how to just lay back and be pampered. Even then, there was something inside her knowing she was happy to stay working hard for the rest of her life. But everything else drowned that out. And, after all, it wasn't bad to be able to lie back every once in a while. Or maybe more.

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