HI guys! I was really happy about the reviews. They made me sit down and write chapter 4 right away, so here it goes. Some of you might be disappointed, but I agree with Fdw… Ooops, don't wat to spoil it for you… Let me know what you think, please. I might even write more chapters. :)
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"Of Loose Gi's and Lost Focuses"
Chapter 4
For just one short second, Akane stopped thinking about what they were doing. This was Ranma she was holding, this was her baka fiancé she was letting touch her in a was she had never let anyone touch her. This was Ranma's manhood she was carefully caressing through the black silk of his pants.
They had been fighting just minutes ago. They would probably be fighting again soon.
Was she really ready for something like this? Would she be regretting it afterwards?
Then she felt Ranma's lips on her breast, his hot breath on her skin, his hands on her hips. She remembered his words – he had said he loved her. He meant it, as far as she could tell.
The sensations were way too strong, the pleasure of being with the man she wanted for so long way too intense for her fears to win. She'd have time to think about it later, now she just couldn't think about anything else than him any more.
Ranma couldn't believe what was happening. He was expecting to be woken up by a bucket of cold water or something, and find his father laughing at him and taunting him to be more ready for combat.
Yet in his dreams Akane had never felt as soft under his hands, nor tasted as sweet nor smelled as good as this time. The best dream ever. Reality.
A sigh of pleasure escaped his lips at the thought. Or maybe it was Akane's hand caressing his most intimate part.
Akane wasn't really sure what to do, she just wanted to feel him, to give him the same pleasure he was giving her. She slowly ran her fingers down his erection and felt him shiver. Some kind of new power washed over her. She could make him shiver just with a small, feather-light touch. She tentatively held his manhood with her hand. It was hard. And big. And that was supposed to go… She blushed.
Ranma moaned. Did she know what she was doing? He stopped kissing her breasts to look at her. God, she was beautiful.
"Akane…" he said softly, not really having anything to say, just needing to her his own voice to make it more real.
She looked up, blushing slightly, gleaming, happy. Her bright eyes full of wonder, yet a bit embarrassed by the completely new situation she was in. She loved the sensation of his manhood in her hand, but it made her nervous too. And he was watching her hand with a strange expression. Pleasure, sure, but also a lot of surprise and a little tension. He had never looked more handsome to her.
She raised both hands and held his face, pulling him down, offering him her mouth.
He gladly accepted the gift and kissed her passionately. The touch of their bare chests electrified them over again. He found himself caressing her back, thinking how small she was under his big hands. She traced the contours of his muscles and felt his strength and his warmth.
When their lips parted they gazed in each other's eyes again. Akane knew she was not ready to go through with it yet. She tried to voice her nervousness, her inexperience, her fears.
"Ranma, I…"
"Shhh. Don't worry", he reassured her, noticing her worried expression, feeling those fears and that nervousness himself. Funny how he finally could understand what she was thinking. Funny how, for the first time, he knew exactly what to say or do.
"I want you…" Akane continued nevertheless, "… it's all so… but…"
"I know", he said, smiling fondly. He loved her even more if possible. For being shy, for being cautious, for being scared, for being Akane.
"You do?" she asked, doubtful. Did he know she was just too afraid, it was just too soon? Maybe they could wait…
"We have time for that, I'm not letting you go, now", he said holding her tighter for a moment. She was his, he wanted her to know that. She saw it in his eyes, and she knew in her heart.
"I'm not going anywhere."
She leaned her head upon his shoulder, resting her arms on his back. He just held her, trying to control his hard breathing, using all the knowledge of years of practising the art to regain his senses completely. He was still very excited, even if he knew they did the right thing, for now. Although he had enjoyed the contact with her body beyond words and he had practically lost control when she had touched his manhood, he still had felt a little tense himself about where all that was leading. When she had let go of him, he had felt both disappointed and relieved.
"I love you", she said.
"I love you too", he answered, without stammering. It seemed so natural, so right, to say it now.
She moved a little, and her nipples touched his chest. His body responded immediately.
"Uhmmm… Akane…", he said, "I think you should dress up".
She looked at him, surprised, her old fears creeping in. He wanted her to dress up? Was she still that uncute to him?
"You don't want to look at me like this…" she stated in a small voice.
Ranma noticed her tension and her strange tone. He looked at her. What had he said to make her feel bad? Didn't want to look at her…?
He got it.
"Not that, silly. Of course I want to look at you like this… I could spend hours looking at those beauties there…" he explained, trying to make her see his point. He caressed one of her breasts just to make his point… Big mistake… He was feeling his groin respond to it. Again.
"It's just that… I… kinda… like it too much… You see…" and he looked down to his crotch.
She looked too, and blushed.
"Oh."
She relaxed and retrieved her gi top on the bed behind her.
It was Ranma's time to feel self-conscious.
"It's not that I'm a pervert or something, I just like you so much that…" he said, not looking at her, searching for his own shirt.
She held him from behind, resting her hands on his stomach, her gi top already in place.
"I know you're not a pervert. I never really meant that, you know that, right?" She liked the thought of him getting all excited about her. She also wanted to apologise in a way for all the times she had called him a pervert. Had it really been that bad for him?
"Really?" he asked, still looking away, but placing his hands on hers. "I… don't you hate it when I turn into a … girl?"
She realized he had voiced one of his worst fears. She was glad he trusted her that much. And she was even gladder she could honestly reassure him.
"No, not really. I mean, it's still you, as you're always saying. And besides it's not your fault anyway."
"You know, you're right."
He smiled, turned around and kissed her lightly on the lips.
"Dinner's ready!"
Kasumi's ringing voice echoed through the house and they instantly parted, each stopping a couple of steps away. They looked at each other's expression. Pure fear. Akane started to chuckle. Ranma joined in. Soon they were both laughing like crazy, releasing all the tension of the past few minutes.
"Can you believe", Akane said, still laughing, "that no one interrupted us?"
"You're right! And no one was spying, or at least it seems so…" Ranma added. He was pretty sure they hadn't had anyone watching them, his senses were way too well trained to fail to notice their nosy parents or Nabiki's flashing camera. Their first real moment together would remain theirs only.
"Come on, let's go down", he said and took her hand, leading her to the door.
When they were out of her room, Akane held his hand tight for a moment, winked at him and then let him go. They didn't want the whole household to know anything had changed between them. Not yet.
