A MST of a lemon fic by Zhou Tai An <kain@pacific.net.sg>

	Hosted by everyone's favorite perverts, Ataru Moroboshi,
Happosai, Catbert25, and Tenchi's father Mr. Musaki. 
		
	The group stumbles into a dark theater and gropes for their seats
as the film starts. 

CAT: HEY ATARU! WATCH WHAT YOUR GRABBING!
HAP: I DON'T THINK THIS IS THAT KIND OF LEMON MY BOY.
MUS: I AGREE, MEN SHOULDN'T BEHAVE THAT WAY, I'M DISAPPOINTED IN YOU.
ATA: SHUT UP YOU JERKS, IT'S DARK IN HERE!

	This is, strangely enough, a Mononoke Hime lemon. (If any
Miyazaki fans are
reading this, please don�t kill me.) 

CAT: KINDA MAKES ME WISH I KNEW WHO THAT WAS...

The idea just came to me while I was
watching the pirated VCD version of it (yes, don�t kill me again,
especially
if you did it the first time)

MUS: HEY! THAT'S A CRIME. I DEMAND YOU MAKE ME A COPY OR I'LL REPORT YOU
TO THE PROPER AUTHORITIES YOUNG MAN!

 especially during Ashitaka�s "sonata ga
utsukushii" (you�re beautiful) comment, and I thought I�d write it. Yes -
this is an extreme departure from my normal work, but hey, it�s a whim.
And
as a whim, it�s not being subjected to my usual multiple re-reads, so
please
be gentle with it.

	Last note - I was not understanding A LOT of the film, owing to
the lousy
Chinese subtitling and the fact that almost everyone was speaking a rural
Japanese dialect, which I am not surprisingly, lousy at. Please excuse
any
errors. 

HAP: INCOMPREHENSION IS NO EXCUSE FOR POOR GRAMMAR.
ATA: LIKE YOU CAN READ CHINESE...

	Hmm. Not that it�s likely there�ll be any - it�s a lemon anyway.
^_^

CAT: NO EXCUSE FOR POOR QUALITY MY FRIEND.
ATA: THEN WHAT IS?
HAP: NOW NOW, PERHAPS WE SHOULD ACTUALLY READ IT FIRST...

Cue soft version of the theme tune (nice overland riff) as you will.

******

	Night.

HAP: IT IS? EXCUSE ME I HAVE AN APPOINTMENT AT AKANE'S ROOM...I MEAN THE
DOCTORS...
ATA: SIT DOWN OLD MAN, IT'S ONLY NIGHT IN THE FIC.

	True night, not the pale, everyday semblance of the force, the
entity that
came only sparingly to bless the earth with it�s presence. True night was
more - a dark cloak of velvet blackness that permeated the very earth and
sky with it�s essence and set the stars sparkling with white fire, light
against the cool shade of day�s end. A more that only a few could sense,
let
alone experience. 

ATA: HEY, YOU GUYS DON'T SUPPOSE IT'S DARK DO YOU?
CAT: PROBABLY JUST A LITTLE, MOONS PROBLY FULL...
HAP: WHAT THE HELL IS A 'MORE'?
MUS: HE PROBABLY MEANS A MOORE, YOU KNOW, LIKE IN SCOTLAND.
HAP: OH.

	To the lone figure making it�s lonely way up the mountain road,
it was more
than enough. He reveled in it, exulted in the grace it lent every aspect
of
his steady, slow upwards motion, one leg falling in ceaseless step behind
the other. Because for him it was relief enough to be in the wild -
again,
the true wild. The place blessed by the Beast God, not merely a few
scattered animals and plants. More.

CAT: WHAT'S WITH THIS TRUE STUFF? IS EVERYTHING I KNOW A LIE?!!
HAP: OF COURSE IT IS.
ATA: THERE'S THAT WORD AGAIN. 'MORE'.

	Like her. Just like she was more than all this, the wind that
sighed above
and over the verdant plain around him, more than the sky and the clouds�
eternal dance. More than just the fact the wind smelled of her. 
She was everything here, separate but same...somehow more than all of it.

HAP: IS SHE A 'TRUE' WOMAN?

	He smiled once, a smile of slow, budding, joy. 

ATA: I KNOW A 'TRUE' SMILE!
MUS: 'TRUE' JOY!
CAT: NOW THIS IS GETTING REDUNDANT...

	He needed her. He had only realized that over the last few
months,
cloistered in the East Ward of Tokyo as he was, fending of the needless
attentions of courtier and courtesan alike.

CAT: WELL, IT'S STARTING TO SOUND LEMONISH AT LEAST.
ATA: WHEN THE HELL DO WE GET TO THE GOOD PART?!!	

	 He needed her as he had never
had before, even when they were fighting for their lives, or when she was
feeding him that leaf.

ATA: GREAT, IT'S 'THE HUMAN RABBIT GETS LUCKY.'
CAT: I SUPPOSE I WOULD ENJOY THIS MORE IF I HAD SEEN THE SERIES, NOW I'M
JUST AWAITING THE GOOD PARTS...
HAP: AWFULLY LONG WINDED FOR A LEMON AUTHOR ISN'T HE?

	 Need had raged within, a pure primal force that had
shaken off the shackles of civilization and brought him back here. To
her.
For her. 

CAT: HONEY I'M HOME!
HAP: BOY, THIS GUY'S GOT SOME POWERFUL HORMONES...

	The wind soughed again, the grass rippling before him in slow,
fluid waves.

MUS: THE WIND WHAT?
CAT: I THINK IT HAS A COLD.

So beautiful - how could anyone seek to despoil this?

ALL SAVE HAPPOSAI: MONEY.
HAP: PANTIES!

	 One had, he knew, too
well. Had tried. But that was the past. The past was for forgetting, for
remembering, sometimes. For not thinking, for simply knowing, the animal
way. He smiled again. Her scent was higher now, fainter as the updrafts
carried it away, but clearer, too. Closer.

CAT: IF I COULD SMELL HER FROM THAT FAR AWAY, I WOULDN'T WANT ANYTHING TO
DO WITH HER.
ATA: WELL, 'LONELY GUY JACKS OFF IN THE WOODS' WOULDN'T MAKE FOR A VERY
GOOD LEMON WOULD IT?
HAP:[SINGING] MEMORIES....

	Another smile. The hunt was on.

HAP: LOOK! HE MUST HAVE SPOTTED A PAIR OF PANTIES!
MUS: WHAT WOULD A PAIR OF PANTIES BE DOING IN THE WOODS?
HAP: YOU FOOL! THEY ARE MYSTICAL THINGS BEYOND HUMAN COMPREHENSION! NO
MORTAL COULD EVER UNDERSTAND THE TRUE BEAUTY OF A LACY PAIR OF
UNDERGARMENTS!!

	With a howl of ecstasy he took to his feet, letting the cry peal
out into
the night, running faster and faster and faster and finally falling to
all
fours, only to rise again and run and cry and scream his joy to the
blackness, the warm comforting embrace of nature all around him.

ATA: GREAT, THIS -IS- A FIC ABOUT MASTURBATION.
CAT: I FEEL ILL.
MUS: THAT'S NOT VERY HEALTHY, HE COULD GO BLIND!

 He was
home, and he needed her. And she would come. He needed her as he needed
his
arm, his legs, his eyes. As he would a mate. He never paused to consider
the
why or how of it - just ran.

HAP: 'RAN' [SNORT] YEA RIGHT...

	He ran and he cried out again, this time from the sheer pleasure
of the
earth pounding beneath his feet, his muscles playing beneath his skin and
the sky above his head. Slowly, then with increasing rapidity, the ground
fell away from him, the distance between the hilltop and him shortening
with
every step - 

ATA: DO WE REALLY NEED THIS GRAPHIC OF A DESCRIPTION?
CAT: GODS! HE'S GONNA PULL A MUSCLE IF HE KEEPS THIS UP.

	...and then in one final leap he was there. Her smell struck him
like a
physical blow - hot, damp and musky with just the slightest whiff of
fragrance. He paused, looking, panting from the long run up, but saw no
one.
Where was she? 

HAP: WOO HOO! HE'S FOUND A HOT SPRING!
MUS: NO YOU FOOL, IT'S MUSKY, IT MUST BE A BATHHOUSE.
CAT: I WILL ADMIT THIS GUY IS PRETTY SINGLE MINDED.

	For a moment, doubt. Then instinct overcame him - "San?"

	Silence. The wind, the sky and the air. The grass around. The
muted buzz
and chirp of night insects, the muffled myriad noises of animals. Nothing
else. 

CAT: "OH DAMN, IT MUST BE THOSE BOTHERSOME VOICES AGAIN."
ATA: 'MUFFLED MYRIAD NOISES OF ANIMALS?' MUST BE MATING SEASON.
HAP: THAT WOULD EXPLAIN THE POOR MAN'S HORMONE PROBLEM.

	Then - "Ashitaka?"

	She barreled into him even as he turned to her, their mutual
embrace
turning stronger, fiercer, as they tumbled down the hill, gasping and
shrieking from the touch of the other,

CAT: "EEW, DON'T TOUCH ME YOU PERVERT, COOTIES!"

 the cold air and the feeling of cloth
and skin on the bare ground

ATA: THAT SHOULD BE 'ASS' NOT 'GROUND'.
CAT: "DAMN IT! STOP PLAYING WITH THE GROUND AND PAY ATTENTION TO ME!"
HAP: HONESTLY, I'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND SOME PEOPLE'S WEIRD FETISHES.

 - his hands meeting hers, 

ATA: 'MEETING HER BREAST', MAN THIS GUY HAS SOME SERIOUS AIMING PROBLEMS.

then shifting down for
better purchase, her breath hot against his neck, wild, flashing eyes -

CAT: I VANT TO SUCK YOUR BLUD! BLAH! BLAH!
HAP: OH, THAT'S MATURE...

	Then it was quiet again, and she was staring at him. Wild eyes -
wolf eyes,
he realized.

CAT: "MY GOD! I LEFT THE OVEN ON!"
ATA: IT WAS OVER THAT QUICK? MAN I ENVY HIM...

	*I�m not a human! I�m a mountain wolf!

HAP: "NO WONDER I ALWAYS HAVE THAT UNSIGHTLY BODY HAIR!"
ATA: HE'S JUST FIGURING THIS OUT NOW?

 Afraid, hesitant, yet fiercely
defiant.* He had always wondered if that was the moment he had fallen in
love with her, when she had forced him to confront his own humanity. But
then...

ATA: "SILLY ME, I'VE BEEN A DOG ALL THIS TIME! I THOUGHT THE GIRLS WERE
JUST BEING CRUEL!"
CAT: SHOULDN'T THAT BE 'WOLFANITY?'

	*I love you, Ashitaka. But I cannot forgive the humans.* 

CAT: "YOU SEE, I WAS ADOPTED BY A KINDLY LITTLE GIRL, AND...HER PARENTS
HAD ME NEUTERED! I MUST HAVE MY REVENGE!"

Was that it? Her
face had haunted him for months later, eyes soft but still hard with
restrained anger, body quick, supple and strong like the wind. Like a
wolf.
No...that wasn�t it.

ATA: THIS GUY IS SERIOUSLY INTO THAT BESTIALITY THING ISN'T HE?
CAT: WHAT ARE YOU SAYING DARLING? I'M AS BEAUTIFUL TO YOU AS A DOG? YOU
BASTARD!

	"San..." his voice came out as a rasp. "I missed you."

ATA: "HOLD STILL, SO I CAN ADJUST MY AIM..."

	A flicker of recognition, the beginning of a smile - yes, a
smile, he knew
that he had never seen her smile - and then she turned away.

CAT: "I-I'M SORRY, BUT WHEN WE WERE TOGETHER I WAS SEEING SOMEONE ELSE. I
WAS SUBPOENAED YESTERDAY TO APPEAR BEFORE THE GRAND JURY..."

	Later, then. Months, as the memories and the small scar the
Shishigami had
left on his left hand faded. Years later, as he went to Tokyo to live,
still
remembering. Knowing that he had left a part of himself back with her, a
princess by her wolf�s side. Needing something more.

ATA: AND ONE DAY HE HAD TO START SENDING CHECKS TO HER EVERY MONTH FOR
EIGHTEEN YEARS...

	Now the tears. Despair and uncertainty ran rampant through him as
he stood
speechless, the wind whistling mournful through the trees, her back to
him.
Cool rivers ran down his cheeks, thoughts forgotten - could she have
known
why he came? Because this time he came with a need primal in nature...not
human. Perhaps that was it. He was human, and therefore cut off from her.


MUS: I BELIEVE HE IS CONFUSING HUMAN WITH 'JEWISH'.*

	"Ashitaka." Her voice...different, somehow, as she turned back to
him.
Older, stronger. He tried to ignore the feelings it evoked from him, the
burning fires it lit, and looked instead at the smooth play of her back
muscles, the long mane of ebony hair cascading down from her shoulders.
Her
scent returned - more forceful, seeking, full of a insistent hunger. The
air
was chill as he knelt beside her.

HAP: "THAT'S A MIGHTY MASCULINE VOICE YOU GOT THERE MISSY, GOT SOMETHING
YOU WANT TO GET OFF YOUR CHEST?"

	"Ashitaka..." Again, his name. He whispered hers back as her arms
snaked
around his,

ATA: HIS WHAT?
CAT: USE YOUR IMAGINATION MORON.
MUS: I DETECT MASTRABATORY UNDERTONES.

 slowly and then gently - eyes, again, as he looked at her. Wolf
eyes, brown flecked with gray.

ATA: WHEN THIS SORT OF THING IS HAPPENING YOUR NOT SUPPOSED TO LOOK AT
THE EYES MORON. THIS IS ONE OF THE FEW SITUATIONS WHERE YOU CAN FREELY
LOOK ELSEWHERE.
MUS: AND HOW WOULD YOU KNOW?

 Their gazes locked, the moments stretching
into a distance far beyond what lay between them. He couldn�t resist,
he...

HAP: PUT HIS FINGERS UNDER HER BRA STRAP AND PULLED BACK STRETCHING THE
FABRIC BEFORE RELEASING IT AND SENDING IT SNAPPING INTO HER BACK CAUSING
A SMALL CRY OF PAIN....
ATA: YEA...
CAT: I BELIEVE THE TERM IS 'SPACED OUT' OR 'ZONED OUT.'

	"...sonata ga utsukushii. Hontou ni." 

CAT: HE THEN PROCEEDED TO SPEAK IN ANOTHER LANGUAGE IN A DESPERATE
ATTEMPT TO CONFUSE HER LONG ENOUGH TO GET HER CLOTHES OFF...

	Silence, for a while, again. He fought back the need, content to
rest near
her,

ATA: WHY FIGHT IT? GIVE IN TO THE DESIRES.
HAP: I THOUGHT THIS WAS A -LEMON!-
CAT: WHAT KIND OF A WUSS IS JUST CONTENT TO LIE THERE?

 to take in every aspect of her being, the slender strength beneath the
even now small, lithe frame. His name escaped her one last time, a hiss,
almost unbelieving, when she turned her head away again.

ATA: THE SHE DEVIL! PLAYING HARD TO GET!

	He knew what to do this time - it was the animal way, after all. 

CAT: FORCE HER?
ATA: BITE HER ON THE NECK TO KEEP HER FROM NIPPING YOU WHILE YOU GET IT
ON?
HAP: STEAL HER UNDERGARMENTS AND MAKE HER CHASE YOU!
MUS: HIDE IN THE BUSHES AND WATCH HER UNDRESS!
CAT: HOW THE HELL DID YOU HAVE A KID MAN?
MUS: I'M NOT REALLY SURE. I WOKE UP ONE DAY AND SHE TOLD ME...

	"San...I�m here." Simple words, fingers reaching to her, heart
quickening
at the feel of skin against skin.

MUS: CALL 911! HE'S HAVING A HEART ATTACK!

 "I never knew when you became shy."
Laughing slightly now, pressing her against him more, scent and feeling

ATA: PROBABLY HIMSELF AT THIS POINT. THIS IS FRUSTRATING.

threatening his feeble control, almost unbearable. "I..." he left it at
that
and let the wind sing out instead. She would know.

CAT: SHE'S GONNA JUMP HIM AND HE'LL BE DONE BY THEN.

	Shifting to see him. Wolf but human eyes, and a longing hidden
deep within.
She was beautiful, and now, older, his breath caught in his throat to see
her anew. Need rose and he beat it back down, amazed at her, how she had
grown, changed. And then...

ATA: READ: HOOTERS.

	"Ashitaka...I..." Shy. Almost shy, almost human, her voice was.
Gentle...searching. "I...want you. I wanted you back."

ATA: AND I WANTED YOUR BACK TOO BABY!

	This time there were no words - only skin against skin and flesh
against
flesh and the sky above and ground below as they embraced.

CAT: I THINK -THIS- IS THE SEX SCENE...
ATA: NO WAY, I THINK...

	Eyes as she reached out wonderingly to caress his face, and eyes
again as
he did hers, aware now of the heat building between them. Eyes a last
final
time as their embrace tightened, deepened with unspoken need, and then
his
mouth met hers, slowly, ever so exquisitely slowly, pushing him down to
the
cool earth, body and mind in mutual harmony. He had not needed to worry -
she had known. Animal but human...gentle yet fierce - his San, he
realized.
Years of unrealized longing came back in a flare of passion, and then
they
were rolling together, shedding clothes haphazardly among the leaves and
flowers. He was brought up short next to her, amazed at their shared
passion.

HAP: WHAT THE HELL IS IT WITH THIS EYES THING??!! IF THAT'S ALL HE'S
INTERESTED IN, I KNOW THE PERFECT WOMAN FOR HIM, EYES LIKE PING-PONG
BALLS...
CAT: HE CAN'T SEEM TO DECIDE IF SHE'S HUMAN OR NOT, IF SHE'S THAT UGLY
THAT YOU CAN'T TELL...

	Eyes as they looked up to each other, green to almost-gray, a
locked stare

MUS: WHAT IS SHE A LIZARD, HOW MANY TIMES ARE HER EYES GONNA CHANGE
COLOR?

that changed to shy caresses, hands roaming down each other. No words
were
needed - all his explanations, his reasons, tumbling away in the light of
San�s soft but insistent touch. Hands, this time, tracing myriad swirling
paths along each other, and hands, yes, oh-so responsive hands that
brushed
aside his hair and clothes and stroked him time and time again.

CAT: HUH HUH STROKE...
ATA: JEEZ, HE MIGHT AS WELL HAVE DONE IT HIMSELF IF THAT'S ALL HE'S
GETTING...

	It was sheer bliss for a while, the world receding into nothing
but a
background blur as they rubbed and pushed against the other. Then she
spoke,
whispering.

HAP: I THINK WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE NAKED FOR THIS TO WORK.

 "Why did you come back, Ashitaka?" Stopping, waiting for his
answer, hands still restless upon his back. So very, very beautiful -
black
hair like a waterfall, body incredibly, utterly alive under him. Eyes
deep
and promising, promising more. He found himself suddenly thinking if she
thought him attractive as well, and...

CAT: "BECAUSE, I COULDN'T GET LAID IN TOKYO?"
ATA: "BECAUSE OTHER GIRLS JUST AREN'T UGLY ENOUGH?"
HAP: "THERE IS THIS DARN CITY ORDINANCE AGAINST SCREWING ANIMALS..."

	He understood, then. She was not a mountain wolf, yes, but not
truly human
either - rather, a cross, a perfect union of the two. His San...his
Mononoke
Hime, a princess with her wolf eyes. She needed him, he needed her; the
animal way, certainly, but humans needed something more. The more that
had
brought him back here, that answered her question - the more called love.

CAT: UH, YEA...I THINK THE SEX SHOULD LIKE COME SOON...

	Moments which stretched to eternity and beyond as they stared. He
willed
her to understand, to feel, what he was thinking. Why he had come back.

ATA: FEEL HIS THOUGHTS MY ASS! THERE IS ONLY ONE THING HE WANTED HER TO
FEEL...

	*I hate humans!*

CAT: ME TOO! 

	*I�m a human too.*	

CAT: D'OU!

	Need reached out, scents twining and merging. And then, she, too,
understood.

CAT: UNDERSTOOD WHAT? THAT HE WANTED TO BONE HER?

	Passion flamed again, unrestrained and full of wildness as their
last bits
of clothes came off,

ALL: YES!

 his breeches forming a tangled mass with her shirt - he
paused suddenly, at once amazed and a bit frightened at the sudden sight
of
her two well-formed breasts.

CAT: "MY GOD! THOSE THINGS REALLY DO LOOK LIKE HEADLIGHTS!"

 Then she leapt onto him, her mouth finding his,
and indecision vanished in the blaze of pure need. Pure, primal
wanting...he
let his thoughts dissolve to nothing, 

ATA: WELL, WE CAN'T VERY WELL OPERATE BOTH AT ONCE NOW CAN WE?

his inhibitions falling away as he
surrendered his very being to the undefinable *rightness* of being close
to her.

CAT: I'LL BET HE FELT 'RIGHT' ABOUT NOW...

	No more eyes - they were past the stage of such affirmations of
love; 

ALL: WOO HOO!

now
it was only body to body contact, heat blossoming from them and the sweet
headiness of desire. Their kiss broke, he now barely aware of the surging
ardor from his loins,

ATA: FIVE BUCKS SAYS HE DISCOVERS IT REAL SOON...

 as he brought his hands up to caress her - moans from
the two as they descended ever lower, pausing, now and then, to listen,
to
savor the cries of the other. The sudden clarity of everything happening
broke like a wave upon him, and then it all seemed so much more
wonderful.

CAT: ESSENTIALLY THE SAME THING THAT HAPPENS TO ALL ADOLESCENT BOYS. THE
'I'M FINALLY GETTING SOME' DANCE.
ATA:[SINGING AND DANCING] I GOT SOME BOOTY, I GOT SOME BOOTY, I GOT SOME
BOOTY!
MUS: SUCH A WONDERFUL DEMONSTRATION.
ATA: GET AWAY FROM ME MAN.

	They stopped, each panting heavily from exertion and sweat; he
favored him
with a small, shy smile, and he gave her one in return, tracing a finger
tenderly down her jaw. It had been so long...and yet

CAT: FOR SOME STRANGE REASON IT SHRANK SUDDENLY.
ATA: "EEEK! IT SPIT ON ME!"

, this was different
from the sadness that had overtaken him at her leaving, or the slow ache
for
her that had grown over 
the years. This was dreams realized and hope made and skin on skin and
more.
She gave a low growl of pleasure and turned on her back - he gasped at
the
change from heat to coolness - then smiled back at her grin.

CAT: IS IT OVER?

	It began again, slower, more purposeful and hungrier, in a way,
both now in
complete and wordless understanding. His hands latched on to her breasts
seemingly of their own accord, and he delighted in her soft whimpers of
ecstasy as his hands stroked the yielding softness, her nipples forming
rock-hard points almost instantly. With exquisite care he brought them
lower, then lower again, her cries turning to low moans - then up once
more,
stroking fast and harder, smiling. This was what he wanted to give her; a
more human, slower kind of loving, in tune with the desire of both.

ATA: DAMN IT! I CAN'T TELL IF SHE'S GETTING A HAND JOB OR IF HE'S DOING
HER!!

	But she had other ideas. The next second she was all over him,

CAT: I BET THAT WAS MESSY.

 then on him,
her mouth fastened to his and then her own scent and hungry *need* hit
him,
and then all was lost. He was rolled then pushed over, her sweaty slick
body
so maddeningly close to his own, hair and arms flying wildly, and then
before he was aware of anything else she had righted herself and forced
him
down and was on him and then in...

ATA: WAIT, HOW THE HELL COULD -SHE- GO IN -HIM-?
HAP: SOME THINGS ARE BETTER LEFT UNEXPLORED MY FRIEND.

	He had barely enough time to gasp out before the world exploded
in front of
him, his vision blurring with the sheer force of their joining. She had
let
out her own sounds as well, grunting, whining and growling softly, and
his
dazed mind had to admit that yes - her own way had its merits. Then it
was
only her and him; no eyes no hands and nothing else. Two bodies moving in
sweet, eternal rhythm...slowly he whispered her name, letting each
syllable
escape in a rush of air, and she reared back, arching her beautiful body
and
smiled at him - a night goddess astride her stallion...

CAT: I BET THE HORSE NEVER HAD IT THAT GOOD.

	And then they were moving again,

MUS: WHY DID THEY STOP?

 the insistent yearning rushing steadily to
it�s conclusion, hips moving furiously with strands of both their hair
plastered to sweaty bodies - he gasped and moaned with her as they rode
the
need,

CAT: 'RODE THE NEED?' SOUNDS LIKE A BAD LINE FROM AN 80'S DRUG MOVIE.

 the swift onrushing wave of mutual pleasure, to it�s climax. She dug
into his back, alternately shrieking and whimpering softly, while he
pressed
into her as hard as he could...gods, he thought, so soft and so very,
very
good. Every stroke seemed to bring new wave of incredible bodily
sensation -
rushing, no, *flowing* from his loins to break over him - he moaned;
couldn�t hold out for much longer, filled with such intense, bursting
need,
her now long, passion-filled cries only serving to spur him on, faster,
ever
faster -

CAT: HEY, I THINK SHE JUST PEED ON HIM.

	The wave blossomed, swelled into a tsunami and then he was lost,
both
shouting out in release, sounds merging as their bodies had into a note
of
fulfillment that spiraled high into the clouds above. His entire body was
sweat-soaked, hair hanging in limp, damp strands down his eyes, as he
looked
up at her own contented gaze. And then smiled - and gasped in shock as
she
brought her face down for a slow, lingering kiss. He relaxed, smelling
her
own wet hair and feeling her body, hot and alive against his.

ATA:  'GO GET A SHOWER YOU NEANDERTHAL, YOU REEK." 

	But it seemed that she wasn�t finished. Almost immediately her
kiss turned
from languid to forceful, once again full of hungry longing, and she was
pushing against him in small ways, her hands finding places on his back
and
legs, her breasts brushing his chest - her smell rose to become heady
with
sheer desire, and he realized in startled surprise that she was quite
probably in heat. Strangely enough, that prospect didn�t seem to deter
his
interest in the least; it instead spurred him on to return the caresses
she
was already giving him. He didn�t stop to question the lack of tiredness
he
felt, just gave in to heat and the not inconsiderable still remaining
desire. 

ATA: SOME HOW I DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE WITH THESE TWO BREEDING.

	The second time, if possible, was even better than the first. She
rode him
with a passion bordering on ferocity, but what made it all the more
wonderful was the expression of utter rapture she had while she did it -
the
little side trips her hands made down all over him, the secret feral
smiles
she gave him and her gentle licking near his neck...like an animal, he
realized, but he didn�t care. And with that thought he came again,
uncontrollably, that she was his San, his dear, longed-for San and his
mate
as well. And then they have rolled over and did it a third time, this
time
with him on top - he found the position gave him a lot more control, an
advantage which he put to good use...

CAT: WHY DON'T WOMEN LIKE THIS EXIST IN REAL LIFE? 
HAP: IF THEY DID ANIME WOULDN'T HAVE ALL YOU DROOLING FANBOYS WRITING
THIS STUFF.

	Later, as they lay cooling in the night breeze, she cuddled
nearer to him.
He turned to admire her face in the darkness - eyes. Eyes full of
happiness.

CAT: DAMN IT I THOUGHT WE WERE THROUGH WITH THE DAMN EYES!

He snaked an arm around her and pulled her closer, pausing only once to
indulge in another kiss. Even her lips, he found, tasted slightly
different.
Sated, contented. Joyful.

CAT: SALTY PERHAPS?
ATA: I THINK WE SKIMMED OVER A SCENE HERE.

	And wasn�t that what he loved about her? He regarded her, silent
and full
of untamed beauty, as she sighed softly and moved ever closer. That she
was
like this, feral and full of the essence of nature. That was his need,
the
first part of which was gone but the second essential part remaining - he
was human, after all. He still needed her in another way.

CAT: YES, HE FELT HE MUST PLUG EVERY ORIFICE OF HER BODY. NO HOLE SHOULD
REMAIN UNTOUCHED.

	She reaffirmed that need the next second, in a long, searching
gaze and
soulful kiss. He lay back, accepting and giving, and then there was
nothing
else for him to want or desire. He had his lover by his side and the
night,
and the fresh air and nothing else did he need. They lay like that for a
time, peaceful and without care.

HAP: "HEY, DID I JUST SCORE?"

	Then slowly, smiling, he sneaked his fingers behind her back and
began to
knead lightly. Her response was somewhere halfway between a purr and a
murmur,

ATA: IS SHE A DOG OR A CAT GIRL?

 but her continuing rubbing against him showed her evident affection
for his motions. He began to rub more gently, then alternatively harder
and
deeper in circles than widened across the smooth texture of her back,
pausing only to flick back a strand of damp hair from her back and
tenderly
run one finger through the tangled black mass.

CAT: SOUNDS LIKE A CAT GIRL TO ME.

	And then his hands were crossing her front in strong yet delicate
caresses
that made her squirm and cry out anew - he teased her nipples
unmercifully,

CAT: THE VILLAIN! HOW DARE HE TORMENT HER THAT WAY?!! I SHALL SMITE HIM!

then cupped the soft flesh and began to knead it. He smiled again at her
low
growl and shifted his path down, over her thighs and then back higher to
her
shoulders in quick, deft motions. She pushed against him, almost angry at
his playing with her - then gasped as he slipped in his need between her
legs and pressed it nearer hers.

ATA: IT IS NOT WISE TO PISS A WOMAN OFF WHEN SHE HAS EASY ACCESS TO
CERTAIN AREAS...
	
	From then on he was able to take his time - she acquiesced
readily enough
to his delicate ministrations across her slender frame, and her
occasional
whispers and moans only spurred him on to greater efforts. But she seemed
to
know what he was doing, what he wanted to give her - a slower, gentler
and
ultimately more human kind of loving than the wild animal passion before.
Not that he hadn�t liked it; he found himself sorely tempted to give in
to
his desires and he watched her writhe and twist before him, but he had
also
discovered how very exciting it was to prolong the wait.

HAP: I GUESS HE LIKES SEXUAL FRUSTRATION? PERSONALLY I FIND IT
IRRITATING.

	Finally, he relented, ceasing his hands� motions and pressing her
to him as
she tried to both kiss him fiercely and wrap her long legs around his -

CAT: HEAD!
ATA: BEER GUT!
HAP: COLLECTION OF SILKY DARLINGS!
MUS: WHAT?
[EVERYONE LOOKS AT HAPPY.]
HAP: WHAT DID I SAY?

failing miserably due to feelings renewed from his body�s sudden contact.
Maybe there was something to be said about waiting even longer, he
thought
mischievously,

CAT: YEA, IT OBVIOUSLY PISSES THIS CHICK OFF.

 bracing himself against her and continuing the interrupted
kiss. He felt her soft breasts under him again, now hot and from
exertion,
and licked them tenderly - she arched her back, spurring him on to tweak
the
hard nipples, then stroke her to higher heights of passion. She tried but
could not stop his relentless assault; 

ATA: HE'S A SADIST.

whether it was instinct or simply
luck, he seemed to know exactly where to touch at the right time. Sweat
bathed the two, and he found himself not totally immune to her legs
hooking
themselves to his, the incredibly potent smell of her, wet mound against
him, her licking of his neck and least of all her long, frustrated moans.
Their actions continued, becoming alternately more and less frenzied,
varying in intensity and rhythm till both couldn�t stand it any longer -
she
was just about ready to claw him, and the rush of blood to his head was
making him feel faint.

CAT: THE ONLY WAY HE'S GETTING BLOOD TO HIS HEAD IS IF HE'S DONE.
ATA: YEA, EVERYONE KNOWS DON'T HAVE ENOUGH FOR BOTH.
HAP: I THINK WE COVERED THAT.

	So he shifted to his side, pausing only to savor one last
lingering caress
over her lithe frame, and rolled over. In a flash she was astride him
again,
only to pull him away, growling softly as she let him fit himself between
her legs. He let his fingers trail down her thighs and up her sides one
last
time and smiled - 

ATA: AND HE SCREAMED AS HE REALIZED THAT SHE WAS WEARING SPURS AND
INTENDED TO USE THEM...

she returned the gesture with a grin and quick movement
forwards that left him gasping for breath. Suddenly, it all hit him, here
on
the grass with his lover, his mate that he had been waiting for such a
long, long time, and all his muted and suppressed need came to the fore
and
with his own cry of desire he thrust into her, heedless of her ululating
wail of delight or lines of blood that she drew down his back. And then
he
was only aware of how good it was, 

CAT: AN AWARE MALE DURING SEX? MAN THIS IS A FANTASY.

and how tight and close she was to him -
need rose and he moved again, and again and again once more into a series
of
long, slow thrusts. She clamped her legs to him and raising one hand to
stroke his cheek'

ATA: HE THEN REALIZED THAT THEY HAD RUN OUT OF TOILET PAPER THAT DAY AND
BLUSHED FEVERENTLY...

 he smiled down and somehow managed to bring his hands into
play through the haze of sweet pleasure that enveloped him, heightened by
both her complementing motions and own active hands.

	They moved against each other until finally they were both at the
brink, to
that last moment of giving and taking. He realized how close she was to
him
and on impulse kissed her gently - and then it broke upon him and his
whole
body was singing in release as he emptied himself into her 

HAP: DAMN THAT PEPTO BISIMAL, IT SAID IT WAS GOOD FOR A FEW HOURS OF
DIARRHEA RELIEF!

and felt her own
desire reach and crest it�s peak - and he was still kissing her, and she
him, with tender softness. They lay in each other�s arms, letting the
bittersweet ache from their limbs fade and exchanging an occasional kiss,
cuddle or caress now and then. No words - only eyes and the great
star-studded canopy above.

CAT: AGAIN WITH THE EYES, I BET THIS IS THE ONLY GUY IN THE WORLD WHO
ACTUALLY MEANS IT WHEN HE USES THAT LAME ASS 'BEAUTIFUL EYES' LINE.
MUS: CANOPY? I THOUGHT THEY WERE OUT SIDE.

	"Ashitaka." He turned to meet her. "San?"

ATA: HI MY NAMES ASHITAKA, WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?

	"No, nothing." But he knew, and held her as they cooled from
their loving in
the night air. And they lay side by side as the day dawned.

HAP: BOY THEY HAD A BUSY NIGHT DIDN'T THEY?

******

	If I�m not mistaken, this also makes me the youngest lemon writer
ever, at
age 16.

CAT: YEA, YOU WISH BUD.

 (Would have been 15, since I started this three days before my
birthday, but I guess we�re being chronologically accurate here.) Of
course,
if it�s not immediately apparent, this was also written without any
practical experience whatsoever. ^_^


ATA: REAL MEN DON'T ADMIT TO VIRGINITY, THEY LIE ABOUT IT FROM AGE TWELVE
UNTIL THEY FINALLY GET SOME AT ABOUT AGE FIFTEEN. [THAT IS A GENERAL
AVERAGE, I OF COURSE HAVE BEEN HAVING SEX SINCE I WAS TEN...REALLY!!]

	Couldn�t find any other way to end it; sorry. In any case, please
enjoy!

CAT: HOW THE HELL ELSE WOULD YOU END A LEMON? 
HAP: WELL THAT WAS A BIT TAME FOR MY TASTE, BUT I'LL ADMIT IT WAS WELL
WRITTEN FOR A LEMON FIC.
ATA: YEA, I THINK SO TOO. HE IS A BIT OBSESSIVE ABOUT THE EYES THOUGH...
MUS: ZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZzzz..
CAT: WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM?
ATA: WELL, HE SORT OF BLEW A FUSE OR SOMETHING WHEN HE FOUND OUT WHAT SEX
WAS REALLY LIKE. I DON'T THINK HE WAS AWAKE WHEN HIS WIFE [AHEM] MADE
THEIR SON...
CAT AND HAP: ASK ME IF I'M SURPRISED.....

P.S. DON'T TAKE THIS TO SERIOUSLY, IT'S JUST A MST.

* THE JEWISH COMMENT WAS ABOUT CIRCUMCISION, NOT THE JEWS AS A PEOPLE OR
RELIGION. IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY THIS THEN IT'S YOUR OWN DAMN FAULT FOR
BEING SO NARROW MINDED ABOUT IT ANYWAY. YOU PROBABLY WOULDN'T LIKE ANIME,
OR LEMONS FOR THAT MATTER, IF YOU WERE.

C&C is much appreciated, as usual.
Zhou Tai An (kain@pacific.net.sg) 

"There is no one simple truth." - Rune Walsh

"IF YOU ARE NORMALLY WATCHING TELETUBBIES AT THIS TIME THEN YOU

PROBABLY SHOULDN'T BE WATCHING THIS, GO AND ASK YOUR MOMMIES PERMISSION
FIRST."--DAN RATHERS; JUST BEFORE THE 'CLINTON TAPES' AIRED.

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