"Of Loose Gi's and Lost Focuses"

Chapter 3

She loved him. She loved him. She lo... She loved him? Did she really say that?

He could hardly breath from her hug. He finally remembered to hug her back, but only for a moment. Then he pulled her a little away from himself to look at her face. She had tears in her eyes. Tears of happiness, he could tell by her joyous expression.

"You love me?"

"Yes."

Just like that. A single word. A whole world to him. He felt something melt inside himself, something that has been as hard as ice for so long. He pulled her closer again, burying his face in her hair, pressing her to his own body, at last, as he would have loved to do so many times before.

Akane was so happy, so filled with love and joy and relief at finally knowing he did care about her, that she didn't really mind her ribs almost hurt from the strength of his embrace, that something wet was touching her cheek... Was he crying? The invincible Ranma? The one who never lost control?

"I love you too."

He whispered it in her ear, almost afraid that if he said it too loud, it would break. She had heard him though. She raised her arms to his face, lifted it, though he seemed reluctant, ashamed of his own tears, and looked firmly in his eyes. Her expression was very serious.

After a moment, finding what she was looking for, she pulled his head back down and kissed him. Softly. His first real kiss. Her first real kiss. One that they both wanted. He responded with softness matching hers, his embrace became softer, his whole body shivering at the contact with her. She was trembling too. He felt it under his hands.

He felt it on his chest, her breasts shivering, her nipples hardening... Oh god, he was excited again. And she would know it in no time, being so closely pressed to his body.

Yes, she would know it immediately. She already knew. She pulled back, surprised and looked at his face, than down, than at his face again. She blushed. She'd be furious again, he thought. But she didn't move away this time.

"You... are..."

"Yes, I know." He was blushing furiously.

"Uhmmm..." she said, looking at his chest. "Good."

'Good? GOOD?' he thought.

"You mean.. you're not angry or something?" he asked aloud.

She just looked in his surprised eyes and said: "Kiss me."

He obliged, slowly, blushing furiously, loving every moment. He felt her pressing her body even more to his own and felt his groin respond to the closeness. He kissed her softly once, twice, three times... till he lost count. He didn't really know who opened his or her mouth first, he only found himself sucking at her moist tongue, caressing her teeth gently and forgetting everything else that wasn't that beautiful girl in his arms. He felt her hands on his neck and shoulders, he noticed his own hands moving down her spine as if they had a will of their own. He registered in the corner of his mind that she wasn't wearing anything - anything - under her gi top, since his fingers didn't come upon any strings on her back. He felt his body shiver at the thought. Without parting their mouths, he slid an arm under her knees and lifted her, taking her to the bed, sitting on it with her on his lap.

Akane didn't protest, either because she was too lost in the kisses or because she didn't mind it. She did take advantage of the position though, moving her hand from his shoulders to his chest, caressing his muscles through the fine silk of his Chinese outfit. It wasn't enough, though. She wanted to feel those muscles with her fingertips.

She needed to. So she found the strings that held the material together and undid them. Ranma shivered at her direct touch, lifting his head and looking at her.

He noticed that her gi had become loose again as he had lifted her and that triangle of flash was in front of him again. He gulped. What would she do if he... Mallet him to next week? God, he just couldn't resist. And then, she had untied his shirt, why couldn't he do the same? He tentatively caressed the edge of her top, running his finger up and down slowly, barely touching, now and than, the parts of her skin that were exposed. He felt her quiver, just has he had quivered when she unbuttoned his shirt. But she didn't stop him. Still he didn't want to ruin that perfect moment, so he thought he should better ask.

Just as he was opening his mouth to speak, she moved her shoulder so that his hand slid from the edge of her gi to her bare skin, just above her breast. He looked at her.

She was smiling, blushing a deep pink, which was not her usual embarrassed blush, but something completely different. Her eyes were bright and dark at the same time.

He moved his hand, slowly, as if tasting the new sensations. With the other hand, he loosened the top a bit more, so that it left a bare V down to her stomach, right above the belt, which wasn't fastened too tightly. The hand on her skin reached her nipple and Akane sucked in air loudly, closing her eyes. He stopped, confused, but she just continued to breathe hard, eyes closed, not a mallet in sight. He remembered how his own female body reacted if he touched it in a certain way, and he smiled.

Akane was enjoying this. Very much. He took the nipple between his fingers and tugged gently, playing with it and enjoying the sight of Akane's reactions. Wanting to give her even more pleasure, he used his spare hand to untie her belt and, never stopping his caresses, he lowered the gi from her shoulders, exposing her breasts completely.

He had seen them before, but never had she let him do it, and never had he been able to touch them either. She shivered feeling the fresh air on her naked skin and opened her eyes. She looked at him, shy and uncertain.

"Are they too small? Am I really that uncute?" she asked in a whisper, the answer to those questions meaning the world to her, coming from the only boy she had willingly exposed herself to.

He saw her doubts and thought about all the times he had called her uncute. Did it really hurt her so bad? Of course he had never really meant it! Didn't she know that?

"Are you kidding? You are beautiful. I love you. And they are the most beautiful things I've ever seen."

He caressed her breasts softly, with both hands, trying to convince her, to reassure her.

"They're smaller than yours as a girl, you told me so," she said, self-consciously.

"Maybe, a little, but I don't care. I love them. Can I kiss them?" he asked looking down, too shy to look at her while asking such a question. She believed him, precisely because of that shyness. She beamed, stretching herself towards his mouth, answering his question and accepting his kisses with little moans.

'Thank god she believes me. I have to apologize a thousand times for hurting her with my thoughtless words', he thought, his last fully rational thought before he completely lost himself in her body.

She had undone his shirt completely, before, and now she tried to pull it off him. He got the hint and helped her. When the black silk was lying on the floor, she pressed herself to him and held him tight, both of them enjoying the sensation immensely.

Something came to Akane's attention again though: Ranma's groin. Bulging visibly under his loose pants. She wasn't afraid any more, she was excited herself and very curious as to how it would feel under her fingers. Hard as it looked? She tentatively ran her fingers from his neck down on his chest, his flat stomach and... his hand stopped her. She looked up quizzically.

"You... are you sure we are doing the right thing? I mean, I love you and want you so much that I might lose control... But I'm a man of honour and I don't want to..."

"I know, Ranma. I know. I love you too and I know what you mean. Maybe it's not the right time yet, maybe it's not right. But I want you. I've wanted to be close to you for so long that..."

He caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers and put his other hand on her shoulder, looking in her dark eyes, filled with desire.

"I know you won't hurt me, you never would hurt me intentionally or let anybody else do, for that matter. Why can't we enjoy the moment for once? Just this once?" she pleaded and he felt the last bit of control leave him as her hand slid on his erect penis. He struggled to regain some of it, but lost the fight for the time being.

His brain locked and he was only sensations, feelings, delight, pure joy and desire for that beautiful girl in his arms.

She could tell he stopped controlling himself by the way he held her.

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