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If any of you have been reading and are not into more explicit scenes, you may want to skip this chapter.
-15-
The next morning was a bright and beautiful day. With their overnight bag strapped over his shoulder, Ranma headed outside with Shampoo right behind him.
"Where are we going, Airen?"
"You'll know when we get there."
They walked for a while enjoying the sun and each other's company. "Did you see the look on his face when he saw the additional item?" Ranma recalled Happosai's reaction.
"If it wasn't over women's underwear it would have been cute."
"I just don't understand his extreme fascination with them." Ranma shook his head. "I never got to ask, how did your conversation with Mousse go?"
"It went really well. We talked about the past and he actually listened when I explained my feelings and the position it put me in. I really hope this serves him well in the future."
As they neared their destination, Shampoo's eyes lit up. "Our hotel?"
"Yeah, I booked us a reservation a while ago. Come on."
They went in and headed straight for the check-in counter.
"Welcome back, you two. How can I help you?"
"You remember us?" Shampoo asked the woman.
"Of course. You two are such a charming couple."
The red that invaded both of their cheeks made the clerk smile.
"Um, we have a reservation, under Saotome."
A few clicks on the keyboard and the reservation was located. With quick, efficient movements, the clerk prepared everything and handed over the keys, a brochure, and a coupon for the in-house restaurant. "You'll be in room 414 on the fourth floor, and your reservation has already been made."
Ranma held up the coupon confused, and the clerk winked at them. "Enjoy your stay!"
"Thank you, for everything," Shampoo looked at her name tag, "Minako."
Ranma and Shampoo went to their room and deposited their belongings.
"Reservations for what?"
"Our training area. There's something I want to do there and I wanted to start our trip off with it."
Unsure what he was planning, Shampoo had no option but to go along for the ride.
They went outside to the familiar setting, but instead of taking a battle stance Ranma walked up to her, and held her hands in his. "I wanted to come back here, because this was really the start for us. You never asked, but I wanted to tell you that when Akane visited the Nekohanten, I told her how I felt and why I didn't think a relationship would work between the two of us. It was here that I had to make a choice of sending you back to China or not, and it is here that I wanted to cement my choice for the woman I want to be my future bride. I'm not ready to get married right away, I want to, at least, finish high school first. With all that said there is one last thing... As is the custom of your village, I, Ranma Saotome, challenge you, Shampoo, proud warrior of the Joketsuzoku and great-granddaughter of the matriarch, for your hand in marriage. Do you accept?"
Shampoo was so moved, she was stunned. Finally finding her voice, she replied. "I accept your challenge, Ranma Saotome, but I will not make this easy for you."
"I didn't expect you would."
The two took their stances, and in a flash of movement the challenge commenced.
Shampoo went on the offensive first, striking out at him with an impressive speed, but Ranma dodged her attacks.
"You won't beat me, if you don't attack me."
Ranma jumped into the air. "I have something else in mind. A new technique I've been working on."
Shampoo jumped to meet him, "I've been working on a new technique too. Let me show you. Kachū Tenshin Amaguriken!" She cried out and unleashed a flurry for punches.
The sudden attack surprised him. "When did you learn this?" He matched her speed.
"In between our training sessions"
"How clever."
On her final punch, Ranma blended with her attack, turning Shampoo so her back was exposed and wrapped his legs around her waist so she could not get away. With a quick series of movements, Ranma successfully pressed the pressure points that would cause Shampoo to temporarily become immobile. To make sure she wouldn't hurt herself on her crash landing, he positioned their bodies so she would be held safely in his arms.
"When did Airen learn that?"
"When you were having your discussion with Mousse. Do you yield?"
She smiled up at him. "I yield."
With that the challenge ended before they even broke a sweat. He bent his head down and kissed her.
She felt his hand go to her back and pressed on a few other areas and released her from the paralysis. With her arms free, she wrapped them around her fiance.
When they broke apart, Ranma whispered in her ear, "Wo ai ni."
Shampoo's heart felt as if it was going to burst. "Wo ai ni, Airen!" She kissed him again, pressing her body into his.
"I have something for you." Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small box. He lifted the lid and showed her a ring with a purple diamond surrounded by smaller white diamonds.
"Oh Ranma, it's beautiful."
He took the ring, and slipped it onto her ring finger.
It fit perfectly.
She jumped onto him, wrapping her arms around his neck and raining kisses all over his face.
"I'm glad you like it."
"Let's go back up, our time is up and we're causing a scene."
Back in the privacy of their room, Shampoo once again went into Ranma's arms. "You've made me so happy." She kissed him.
The kiss started sweetly, but the desire burned underneath adding heat. Ranma's hands began to roam down her back until they were gently cupping her bottom. With his hands full, he lifted Shampoo up. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around Ranma's waist and the kiss deepened. Shampoo unclasped some of the ties on Ranma's shirt, and pulled back just enough to whisper in his ear.
"Take me to bed, Ranma."
Her lips were on his again, this kiss was full of passion and longing. A moan sounded, from one or both, they weren't sure. Ranma walked over to the bed and sat Shampoo down. Still connected by the kiss, Shampoo finished what she started and undid the last of the ties of his shirt, she ran her hands up his muscular chest and over his shoulders, forcing the fabric to the floor.
Drifting downward, her hands found the tie at his waist, and with one tug, pulled the knot free.
While Shampoo was busy undressing him, Ranma's hands were occupied with exploring the curves and mounds of Shampoo's body. His left hand ran up her thigh, pushing the hem of her short pink dress further up, and inadvertently exposing her frilly white underwear. The other hand moved north, feeling along the side of her waist and as it traveled and grazed the side of her chest at first, before it changed directions and cupped her left breast.
She moaned into his mouth and he began to rub and squeeze the soft mound.
As Ranma's hands explored, Shampoo worked his pants down, his toned thighs. He pulled his legs free and moved closer to Shampoo. He wrapped his right arm around her back to lift her body high enough so he could pull the hem of her dress up to her waist with his other hand. Once there, he held onto each side and lifted the dress over her head. He broke the kiss and stood back to gaze hungrily down at her.
She was looking at him with the same hunger. Shampoo scooted further back and beckoned him. He crawled on the bed toward her, running his hands up her body as he went.
"You're so beautiful." Ranma kissed her again. His hands ran up her sides again, sending a small shiver down her back, before making contact with the matching bra. He played with her over the fabric, stroking, rubbing and gently squeezing causing more moans to escape her. Finally, he reached behind her, for the clasp, and after a few failed attempts, he liberated her breasts from their enclosure.
He pulled back and began running kisses down her neck until his mouth found its target. Suckling on the fleshy mound at first, he then began to run his teeth and tongue over her nipple. Moving to the other side, he repeated his actions. She arched her back giving him even more access.
Repositioning his body next to her, he moved his lips back to hers, while his right hand traveled down her stomach to perch just over the last remaining piece of fabric. Gently, he ran his fingers over the top, feeling the frilly design, then he moved lower.
In response, she spread her legs to give him more access.
He could feel the heat through the fabric and pressed his fingers down, rubbing up and down. It didn't take long before the panties grew damp. Now, he moved his hand inside the fabric to the same spot before stroking her center. Using a finger, he dipped inside.
She cried out in pleasure.
Encouraged, he moved the finger, twisting it around, moving out and in. He then slipped in a second finger, and as he moved them in, he used his palm to cup her. After a couple of thrusts, Ranma was rewarded by the cry that escaped her, along with the tightening of her center and the bucking of her hips, as she reached her climax.
Needing more, Ranma pulled away from the kiss. He slid the last of the fabric away, and moved his body to be between her legs. He ran his hands up her inner thigh spreading her legs a little further, then ducked down to taste her.
Her breathing sped up and every so often another moan would escape her, encouraging his exploration. His tongue roamed and he nibbled over her most sensitive areas. Another cry shot out of her as the orgasim raked through her, again.
She lay there panting for a moment, then energized she took the lead. Nudging Ranma on his back, she ran her hands down his chest and found him through his boxers. Her caressing and stroking stimulated a response, and she could see the fabric rising higher up. Reaching down, she carefully pulled away the boxers. With her hand and mouth she further stimulated him.
He needed her to stop. "Shampoo."
Saying her name made her pause, and Ranma used that to press her beneath him.
Testing her core with his hand, he found her ready, but he needed to make sure. "Are you sure?"
She looked up at him with all the love she possessed. "Yes."
Leaning over the side of the bed, Ranma reached for his bag.
"It's okay. I'm on the pill."
He kissed her again, then pulled back. "Look at me."
She kept her eyes locked on his, as he slowly pushed himself inside.
A mixture of pain and pleasure clouded her eyes and sounded in her moan.
"Do you want to stop?" He was worried he was hurting her.
"No! Don't stop, Airen. Please, keep going. Make Shampoo feel good." The sensation of Ranma inside her was glorious.
Slowly at first, they moved together, matching the rhythm of their bodies. As they progressed, the pain dulled and the pleasure was all that could be felt.
Ranma was becoming frenzied, he lifted her legs up to drive himself deeper inside. With one last push, their cries mingled as they crested together. Drained of energy, Ranma lay beside her, pulling her onto his chest. They laid curled together, panting from their excursion.
"We do that again before dinner?"
Ranma laughed. "Whatever, you want."
