Sweat glistened on the exposed flesh of the two warriors. They stood facing each other, their hands interlocked with the other's, energy coming from them in waves. Each was pushing against the other, trying to catch any opening to gain the upper hand.
Finally, a surge of power came from Tien and he sent Yamcha sprawling to the ground. "You're getting better," he said, wiping the sweat from his forehead and third eye. "But you still need to focus more."
Yamcha smiled from the ground. "Yeah, well, it's kinda distracting when you take off your shirt, and your muscles are flexed, and you're all sweaty...." Yamcha trailed off and licked his lips.
"You could spar with someone else," Tien pointed out, trying not to give into his desire to join Yamcha on the ground. Seeing him sprawled on his back, his upper torso bare, was making Tien's pants slightly uncomfortable.
"Oh?" Yamcha replied, placing his hands behind his head. "Like who?"
"I don't know....Vegeta?" Yamcha blushed a little. Even though they were together now, Tien loved teasing Yamcha about his crush on Vegeta.
Yamcha refused to give in to Tien. "Alright. I'll go ask him right now." He stood up and began walking towards the forest clearing where they'd left the others sparring. They had left them a few hours ago to spar in the nearby desert. Yamcha had only taken a few steps when he felt Tien's hand on his shoulder. "Yes?" he asked, turning to him.
Tien's face was serious. "If you go now, you'll interrupt him and Goku....uh......." Tien blushed, not being able to finish his sentence.
Yamcha grinned and wrapped his arms around Tien's neck. "I suppose I could be persuaded to stay..."
Tien smiled. He pushed Yamcha away and dropped into a fighting stance. Yamcha pouted. "Don't give me that look," Tien said. "You promised today we would actually get some training done."
"Fine," Yamcha sighed.
"And if you do a good job, I may have brought the handcuffs with me...." Tien said.
Yamcha smiled and lunged himself at Tien.
They fought for another hour, then Tien stopped, grabbing Yamcha's hand which had once again found its way to Tien's buttocks.
Yamcha grinned at Tien. "Are we done?" he asked innocently.
Tien spun Yamcha around, bringing his arm behind his back, causing pain, but not enough to break Yamcha's arm. Yamcha began to protest, but quieted when he felt Tien's lips on his shoulder. Yamcha sighed and leaned back against Tien, who was now biting down gently on his shoulder.
Click.
Yamcha's eyes widened as he felt the cool metal close around the wrist Tien held. Tien let Yamcha's arm go and turned him around, placing a hand behind Yamcha's neck.
Yamcha moved to wrap his arms around his lover, but Tien held the other end of the handcuffs, trapping Yamcha's right arm to his side.
Tien pulled Yamcha to him and closed his mouth over his, tongue delving into Yamcha's moist cavern. Yamcha kissed back, sliding his tongue against Tien's and wrapping his free arm around the taller man's waist.
Tien abruptly broke the kiss, causing Yamcha to whimper. Tien just smiled and began walking towards a group of rocks jutting from the ground, pulling Yamcha by the handcuffs. Tien stopped near a pointed rock sticking about three feet out of the ground. He knocked Yamcha down so his head was in front of the rock. Tien settled himself on top of Yamcha and began kissing him passionately, rubbing their clothed arousals together.
Yamcha moaned and arched his back, not noticing Tien grasping his hands, lifting them over his head, and handcuffing Yamcha around the rock.
Tien pulled away and sat up, straddling Yamcha's hips. He stared at Yamcha, admiring his captive. Tien ran his hands over Yamcha's chest, grazing his nipples gently with his fingertips. Yamcha groaned, needing more contact. Tien then leaned down to nuzzle Yamcha's stomach. He licked and nipped along the powerful abs, stopping at Yamcha's navel. Yamcha panted beneath him as Tien sucked his navel, his tongue dipping into it.
Yamcha bucked his hips and whimpered. "Tien......."
Tien smiled and began undoing the sash on Yamcha's pants. Once finished, he slid the clothing, agonizingly slowly, off Yamcha's hips and legs. Yamcha gasped as his erection was freed and Tien threw his pants away.
Tien then descended to Yamcha's groin and engulfed the tip of his arousal. He held Yamcha's hips down when he tried to thrust into Tien's mouth.
"Tien!" Yamcha gasped when Tien pulled away from his need.
Tien quickly rid himself of clothing. He lay on top of Yamcha again, relishing the feel of Yamcha's naked flesh against his. Yamcha wrapped a leg around Tien's, trapping their bodies together. Tien moaned and began kissing Yamcha, running a hand through his hair while the other stroked Yamcha's shaft.
Yamcha's breath quickened and he broke the kiss for air. Tien then began kissing down his neck, nipping gently at Yamcha's pleasure points. "Please....Now, Tien...." Yamcha whispered huskily.
Tien ceased his ministrations on Yamcha's neck. "As you wish..." Each word was emphasized by a gentle pinch at the tip of Yamcha's erection, eliciting loud gasps from him.
Tien left a wet trail of kisses down Yamcha's length to his sac. He suckled each orb, then moved further to Yamcha's opening. He lifted Yamcha's hips for better access and began teasing the opening with his tongue.
Yamcha moaned and strained against the handcuffs, arching his back when he felt Tien's tongue enter him. He cried out loudly when Tien's talented, moist muscle found his prostate, rubbing against it.
Tien pulled away and straddled Yamcha again. He positioned his unattended need at Yamcha's opening and pushed in gently, hissing at Yamcha's tightness.
Yamcha's eyes flew shut and he pulled on the handcuffs as the stab of pain gave way to pure pleasure.
Tien placed light kisses on Yamcha's face, waiting for him to adjust. His mouth paid homage to each of Yamcha's scars, tracing them with his tongue. Yamcha shuddered and wrapped his legs around Tien's waist, pulling him deeper inside.
Tien slowly pulled out, and then thrust back in, calling out his lover's name. Yamcha couldn't articulate as Tien's thrusts quickened, hitting his spot harder each time.
Yamcha yanked on his retraints. The chain sliced cleanly through the rock. He brought his cuffed hands behind Tien's head and pulled him down for a deep kiss, his tongue thrusting in and out, mimicking Tien's movements.
Tien moaned loudly into the kiss and placed a hand Yamcha's shaft. He began pumping Yamcha opposite his thrusts. It didn't take long for Yamcha to go flying over the edge, screaming Tien's name.
"Oh, gawd.....Yamcha!" Tien cried as he came a second later. He landed exhausted on Yamcha's chest, not caring that Yamcha's seed covered them.
Yamcha ran his fingers softly over Tien's head, kissing the top of it. His breathing slowly returned to normal. Tien rolled off of him, lying on his side to look at Yamcha. He propped his head up with one hand, using the other to trace abstract designs on Yamcha's chest and stomach.
"Can you take these things off me now?" Yamcha asked, holding up his hands.
Tien grinned at him. "I don't know. You look damned good handcuffed...." He rolled back on top of Yamcha, pulling his hands above his head.
Yamcha smiled up at him. He used a small burst of energy and disintigrated the handcuffs. He then rolled over so he was on top of Tien. He kissed him passionately, rolling his hips against Tien's growing arousal.
"Mmmmmmmm...." Tien said when the kiss ended. He caressed Yamcha's face, cuppiing it gently with his hand. "I love you." His voice was a barely audible whisper.
Yamcha looked at him, surprised. "What?" he asked softly.
Tien kissed Yamcha's mouth gently. "I love you," he repeated, a little louder this time.
Yamcha got off him and sat to next Tien. "Really?" he asked. "You mean that?"
Tien sat up, settling behind Yamcha and wrapping his arms around him. "I wouldn't have said it if I didn't."
Yamcha relaxed into Tien's embrace. "I love you, too." He turned his head and captured Tien's mouth.
Tien returned the kiss and maneuvered himself so he was facing Yamcha. When the kiss ended a few moments later, Tien pulled Yamcha down on top of him and settled his love against his chest.
Yamcha mumbled something inaudible.
"What did you say?" Tien asked.
Yamcha lifted his head up and gazed at Tien with a glint in his eyes. "Next time you wear the handcuffs."
Tien was about to protest, but the words were muffled by Yamcha's tongue delving into his mouth. He then cried out when Yamcha's fingers, coated in some of his seed that had spurted onto Tien's stomach, slipped through his opening, pushed through the tight ring of muscle, and stroked his prostate relentlessly.
Yamcha pulled his fingers out and nudged Tien's opening with the head of his arousal. "You were gonna say something......?" he asked before thrusting into Tien.
All coherent thought left Tien as he felt Yamcha hit his spot, filling him with his shaft.
Their lovemaking ran well into the night, until they both fell asleep from sheer exhaustion.
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