Zene Oneshots

Friday Night (Lemon) [Part 1]

Zanna sat on the bathroom counter, listening to her boyfriend as he got ready.

"You should come with me, Zanna!" Gene suggested, finishing brushing his teeth.

"But we went out last night." Zanna whined. "I wanna stay home tonight."

"Yeah, I don't think so." Gene frowned a bit.

"Come on, can't we just watch movies or something?" She asked.

"No, Zanna. You know me, I want to get drunk and be wild." Gene sighed.

Suddenly an idea came to Zanna. She was only wear a bathrobe, with no bra on underneath. She slowly removed it from her shoulders, only giving Gene sneak peaks of her breasts. Gene was visibly biting his lip, trying not to look at her.

"We could always get drunk and wild here~." Zanna whispered seductively.

"That's true.." Gene gave in, approaching Zanna. "It is only Friday, we could always go out on Saturday."

Zanna smiled a bit, sticking her tongue out. She let go of her bathrobe, but it still didn't fall off of her. It had moved just enough for her boobs to be fully seen, though. This just made Gene more horny, as he resisted the urge to remove Zanna's panties as well.

"Now you know I can't resist." Gene groaned, before bringing his head to the same level of Zanna's breasts.

"Take good care of me~." Zanna begged, blushing madly.

Gene gave one of Zanna's breasts a small kiss on the nipple, flicking his tongue over the hard bud. One of his hands reached up to the other boob and squeezed it tightly, making the raven haired goth hum in bliss. He dragged his tongue from the nipple to Zanna's cleavage, bringing his hands down on her pale thighs.

"Gene~!" Zanna moaned out.

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Gene pulled his mouth away from her cleavage.

Gene pulled Zanna down from the counter, and led her over to the shower. He pinned Zanna to the wall, keeping one arm by her head, and the other to turn on the shower. He leaned his face in closer to Zanna's, and their lips connected.

The kiss was meaningful to Zanna. It didn't seem like the eager kisses that Aphmau used to give her. Then again, this was Gene. He was a master at fooling Zanna.

Gene pushed Zanna down onto the ledge of the shower, the water hitting her hair. He groped her boobs and squeezed them in his iron grip, digging his nails into the pale skin of the sensitive area. He pushed Zanna's breasts up towards her collarbone, but only enough so the jets of water raining down from the showerhead would hit her nipples.

"A-Ah!!" Zanna cried, throwing her head up and trying to cover her chest.

Gene grabbed Zanna's arms and held them down. He was getting turned on by the sight of Zanna's nipples getting wet and harder by the second. He could feel his control slipping. His dick twitching, desperate for contact with the body of the opposite sex.

"It hurts!!" Zanna cried, struggling against her boyfriend's grip.

"I know, but it's such a good turn on," Gene pointed out, before he bit down onto the hem of Zanna's panties.

He pulled them down with his teeth, sometimes switching sides to get them down. The panties stuck to Zanna's thighs and legs all the away down, and that was when Gene realized that they were soaked with cum. Looking to Zanna's pussy, he saw that the fluids were still coming out of her, but the lips of her vagina were kept pressed together, so the fluids squirted at her thighs, like a sprinkler.