Hi all. It has been a while since I posted anything. This is my first
attempt at a lemon, so please C&C. What do you like, more sex, less sex,
inquiring minds wanna know.



Fire in The Veins Part 1

A Gunsmith Cats Lemon Fanfic by Gleep

Gunsmith Cats is copyright Kenichi Sonoda, Kodansha Ltd., Studio Proteus,
and Dark Horse Comics. All rights reserved.

Viewing by minors is illegal. If you are under the age of 18, you must
gouge your eyes out and spend the rest of your life as a monk or nun (your
choice).

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Rally�s alarm clock went off in a fair imitation of an air raid siren, and
ended up in its usual spot under her night stand, still stubbornly refusing
to go into snooze mode.

"Oooh maaaaan. 6:30�. I must be nuts!" Rally grumped. Yawning, she sat up
and scrubbed the boogers from the corners of her eyes. "I like owning my
own store, but I still hate opening early. Why the hell do I have �Early
Bird Sales�?"

"Raaallly! Why the hell do you have �Early Bird Sales�?" Minnie May�s
shrill voice came cutting through Rally�s drowsiness. "I mean, for God�s
sake, WE aren�t early birds, why should we force anyone else to be?"

Rally looked over at her partner slumped against her doorway. "I was just
debating my sanity on that very subject, thanks. You know we have to move
some stock in order to make mortgage this month. I hate to say it, but the
bounty-hunting hasn�t paid the bills this month."

	Minnie May ran her fingers through her short blonde bob of hair, and
scratched furiously to clear the cobwebs. "I know, I know. It surprises me
though. This month has been almost too quiet. Somehow, I don�t think all
the criminals decided to take a few weeks off. Haven�t you heard anything
from Roy or Becky?"

	"Nope, not a peep." Rally threw back the covers and swung her legs out of
bed. She stood, scratching her stomach as she yawned hugely. "No sense
worrying about it now. Let�s get ready, eat some breakfast, and make sure
the store�s ready. I�ll give them a call later and see if anything is
cooking in their neighborhood."

****

	The cold water smacked Minnie May across her face and sent her scurrying
backwards. "Damn it! I HATE winter. The water is always so damn cold!" She
stood shivering in the corner of the shower while the water heated up
enough. Once the stream had reached a tolerable temperature, she stepped
into it gratefully. Tipping her head forward, she let the warm water
cascade down her back, washing away the night�s nightmares.

	It had been about Ken again. Hardly a day went by that she didn�t think
about him. Too many memories. If she had her way, they would have been
together long ago. The dreams came less frequently now, but they still
came. It was different every time. This time she saw him as he was defusing
a bomb. She was screaming at him not to cut the green wire, the detonator
was on a cascade circuit, the bomb would go off, you idiot, not the green
wire, OH SHIT BOOOM WHITE LIGHT and she woke up. He couldn�t work any more.
His multiple sclerosis was getting too bad, and he was starting to make
mistakes. The syndicate wanted him dead, and he had to go underground to
survive. She didn�t know where he was, or even if he was alive. He was as
close as she ever came to experiencing love.

	Love. For May, love was an abstract thing, really. She had spent most of
adolescence in a whorehouse, and love was a rare and elusive commodity in
there. Sure, people took care of you, but then you were an investment, not
a real person. But it was better than the alternative.

	She thought she loved Ken, and that he had loved her. He had taught her
everything she knows about explosives, her current stock in trade and claim
to fame. She managed a slight grin as she thought, "Yeah, we sure had some
fireworks go off between us."

	Sex. Sex is what she knew, even better than explosives. You don�t spend
your life at a whorehouse without picking up the necessary tricks to please
someone. She smiled wider. Ken was always good at sex. 

	Her left hand came up to caress the back of her neck as she picked up the
body wash and sponge. Closing her eyes, she imagined Ken right behind her,
gently touching her neck and licking her ear as the scent of the
lilac-scented body wash filled the room. Drizzling a small amount of body
wash on the sponge she began to softly wash her arms, feeling Ken�s strong
hands trail along her arms, brushing the inside of her biceps as they made
their way back up to her shoulders.

	"May, you�re so tense. You shouldn�t worry about things so much." May
gasped as Ken�s voice came clear as a bell to her imagination. The she
smiled and went along with the fantasy.

	"What, me worry? How could I worry about anything with your sexy body
behind me. I am feeling a bit tense though. Are you going to help relieve
my stress?"

	Ken chuckled "Of course. That�s my job, isn�t it?" Some body wash crept
its way down May�s chest, followed by the sponge. Ken�s hand slid under her
left breast as he hugged her tightly. May sighed, and tilted her head back.
"When�s the last time I told you how perfect your tits were?"

	May giggled, and brought her hand up to her small breasts. "You mean these
old things? I always thought you wanted me to trade them in for a newer set."

	Tracing his fingers in small circles around her aureole, spiraling in
towards her nipple, he grinned and gave her a little nibble on her right
ear. "What, are you kidding me? Why screw with perfection? Besides, I think
they like me." With that, he played his index fingers over her erect nipples.

	"Mmmm. You know, I think you�re right. You three seem to get along great.
I certainly don�t want to break such a good friendship." Ken put his hand
over her entire breast, barely filling his palm with her. He gently rubbed
her, stimulating the skin. She didn�t like to have her breast squeezed hard
since she didn�t have a lot of tissue over her muscles. He rolled his palm
over her hard points, feeling them push in between his fingers to be
lightly pinched and pulled. May loved it. She was always of the opinion
that men didn�t spend nearly enough time on the tits. They usually just
gave them a cursory inspection, and moved south. Happily, she had taught
Ken well. "Ahh. But you know, I think you�re forgetting about someone." The
sponge took a dive along May�s smooth flank, heading for her ass.

	"Well, I sure wouldn�t want to leave anyone out!" Ken�s hands slid along
her stomach, around her sides, and down to cup her ass. "Now THAT�S what I
call a butt! Baby got back!" He began to squeeze her cheeks, and push his
fingers into them almost like a shiatsu massage.

	"Hehehe, yeah, one part of my body I really like is my ass. I�m glad you
approve too." May added more body wash to the sponge.

	Ken�s right hand snuck around to May�s crotch and began to run its fingers
through her blonde thatch. "Let�s see now. Someone was lonesome down here.
Who was it again?" May moaned and stepped her legs apart farther. Ken took
his left hand and brought it up to play with her tits again. Tickling the
inside of her thighs, Ken slowly climbed up her legs. He could feel the
heat of her pussy on his wrist as he teased her.

	May bit her bottom lip, and groaned "God, you�re soo mean to me, Kenny!"
She leaned backward against the wall of the shower, and bent her knees.

	"What? I�m just having a hard time remembering who I�m leaving out. Maybe
you could help me out?" Ken snickered, and began softly rubbing a finger
along her outside pussy lips, avoiding her clitoris.

	"Ooooh, you drive me crazy! Alright, jerk, I was hoping you could play
with my kitty. She�s been so lonely without you!" May soaked her hands with
more body wash, and threw away the sponge.

	"Your kitty, huh? Would that be this kitty?" With that, Ken slid his
middle finger down into her pussy and began playing with her clit.

	"Mmmmm uh huh, that�s the one. She hasn�t been fed in a long time. Have
you got anything to feed her?"

	"I�m sure I have something she�ll like." Ken brought his left hand down
from her tits, and slid into her butt crack. "See if she�ll eat this." He
opened up her lips and slid his middle finger into her hole, and began
pumping it in and out. Her hot juice flowed, mixing with the warm water and
slippery body wash.

	"Hah ummm oh yeah. She�ll eat that oooooh. But she�s still hungry. Hah.
Got any more?" May started sliding her back up and down against the shower
wall in sync with the rhythm of her pumping.

	"Yep. Here you go." Sliding two more fingers in, Ken stretched her pussy
tight as he increased his pace. Her tunnel squeezed his fingers in a
vice-like grip as her ass slapped against the wall. 

	"AAAAH! That�s it! I�m coming! Get your other hand up here damn it!" Ken�s
hand raced around from her ass, and dove into her sex, seeking out her
clit. He started rapidly rubbing her nub, getting it all slippery with her
juices flowing from her snatch.

	"YEEEEEESSSS!!!" Her ass cheeks clenched, and her tits quivered as her
orgasm hit her. May�s knees buckled as her boiling vagina pulsed around her
fingers. She knelt down in the shower and let the water hit her clit,
prolonging the ecstasy. 

As she slowly stopped shaking, and her breathing slowed, she hung her head
and began to cry. "I miss you, Ken. My love." And the water fell down,
washing away the past amid the smell of lilacs.

**** End Part 1