Okay, I'm reposting this chapter… Thank you to all of you who've already reviewed the chapter, and thanks for the advise several of you gave… And you're right, so I'm heeding your advice, and have put the full lemony version on Mediaminer(dot)org…
This is the CENSORED version now… If you want the whole thing, including the lemons, you've got to go to the link I've put up in my profile…
Reviewers replies…:
Shaid: I'd like to know what mistakes you spotted in the last chapter, so I can correct it… Please? Anywayz, glad you liked the chapter… ;)
Law-kun: The opening chapter was too long and bulky? How so? Do you have any suggestions on how I could improve/fix it?
Martrex: Grapefruit? Noooo… Lemons! Yey for lemons! I'll do my best with your wishes… Glad you like my story…:)
Biyabo: Chill, chill…! The full lemon is now on Mediaminer(dot)org! Jeez… #giggles# But maybe you still would like to write your own version of it? What would you have written? Yeah, I know I kind of went overboard on Akane, but it happens sometimes when I just let the story flow without thinking it through first… Oh well, I'll probably stillkeep it like that…
Zolar: Hey there! Thanks for caring, or pretending nicely to care anyway… #grin# My neck/shoulder isn't quite okay yet, but it's getting there… Glad you liked my Kuno portrait… I actually liked the way I changed him without changing him… If you get what I mean… And lemons always makes my mouth water… Both the written and the fruit versions… Heh, heh, heh…
Dragon Man 180: Thank you! Bringing on the lemon on Mediaminer(dot)org… Let me know what you think… Please… :)
Fluffyisgood: Yey! Glad you like it! Just letting my fantasy have some playground here…
PPMKatie: Tingly? Do you mean what a lemon feels like? As I wrote to Zolar, lemons always makes my mouth water, whatever form they're in (written, or as fruits..). #grin#
Furiousmonkey, Lisa Grey, SakuraAyanami, and JohnnyG: Thank you all for letting me know that you think I'm doing okay with my story… And I'll keep writing…
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Hope I cut out enough of the story so that no one is offended, while I don't totally kill the story… Let me know, please…!
So…
Enjoy!
Chapter 9
Akane enjoyed the unfamiliar feeling of warm water cascading over her, letting it massage the stress out of her muscles. Curiously she looked around the bathroom, noticing the absence of a female touch, the few essentials that were displayed, and the 'just-moved-in' look of it all. Standing under the shower for what must have been almost half an hour, she finally turned the soothing water off and stepped out in front of the mirror above the sink. Using one of the big fluffy towels, she slowly dried herself, wrapping the other one around her body. #What am I thinking..! Even though he called me 'Sweetie' and kissed me, it doesn't mean he loves me… And why should it matter if he loves me or not..? Do I want him to love me? Could I be in love with him?# Loaning the brush that was on the sink, she brushed her hair back from her face, studying her eyes, looking for some kind of divine sign. #Maybe it's time to be brave and take the first step… The worst thing that could happen is that I'll get embarrassed, and that's happened several times since I first got to know him. But I'm risking our friendship… Still, didn't he risk it first by kissing me?# Giving herself an encouraging look and a firm nod, she silently walked out of the bathroom with only the towel wrapped around her. Looking into the living room she saw Ranma sitting and sleeping in a corner of his couch. He obviously had another nightmare as he was tossing his head from side to side, muttering. As she closed in on him she could hear certain words.
"…No…Daddy…Please…C-c-cats…Don't…Please…Help me…"
Akane could feel her heart breaking at the fear those words radiated, and quickly went over to him with the intention to wake him up. She shook his arm, but before she could utter a single word she was on her back on the couch with Ranma on top of her, his eyes wild and staring, his breathing laboured. Holding her arms above her head, his eyes slowly cleared, and she could see him take in the situation.
"A-akane… Don't do that! You shouldn't have done that! I could have hurt you!"
Akane pulled one of her hands loose from his grip and tentatively touched his unshaved cheek, tracing his scar. "I trust you, Ranma. You wouldn't hurt me, you wouldn't attack anyone unless you know who they are…" She could feel him tremble above her, his hard body pressing her down into the couch, and his eyes closed for a moment. As he opened them again, they were a stormy sea of emotions.
"Do you know what you're doing to me? What it does to me when you do simple things like that?" he said in a hoarse voice.
Shaking her head slowly, she said. "I'm not sure. Why don't you tell me…?"
With a defeated groan, he caught her lips in a rough kiss. Akane gasped, unintentionally opening her mouth so that Ranma's tongue could slip inside. Her heart pounded as she touched her tongue to his, tasting him, and her free hand slipped around to his neck, grabbing a hold of his pigtail. After a few moments, she started experimenting with responses to his kiss, sucking on his lips, tracing his teeth with her tongue, teasing him with butterfly-kisses. Ranma moved his mouth to her jaw and down to her neck, half kissing and half nibbling, making chills rush up and down her spine, and goose bumps form on her skin. At the top of the towel she wore he traced the lining with wet kisses, pausing at the flick that held the towel up. She felt herself getting tense, her mind going to bad experiences she'd had, and Ranma looked up at her.
"Akane…" His voice was deep and rumbling, and in spite of her fear it was intoxicatingly arousing. "I really want you, so badly… But just say the word, and I'll stop… I won't do a thing if you say no …"
Akane looked him in the eyes, seeing a deep need there, a desire for her and nobody else, and relaxed. She knew she wanted this, needed it as much as he did, and she trusted him to never scare her. She broke into a radiating smile, unknowingly pouring chi into it, making Ranma shake with the feelings she flooded him with, and pulled loose her other arm so she could use them both to pull him down for another deep kiss.
"Ranma…" she mumbled as he closed in on her. "…I want you too…" Kissing him deeply, letting the emotions swallow her up, she hardly noticed that Ranma swept her up into his arms, but she felt the cool covers on his bed as he laid her down and she realised he'd taken her into his bedroom. Momentarily breaking away from her to pull off his shirt, he tossed it to the floor, and crawled over to her. He started kissing her again, letting her decide the tempo as she slowly explored his torso with her hands.
Ranma didn't know how long he could stay in control. He'd already thought he'd lost it once, on the couch in the living room. Akane had been too great a temptation for him after the same old nightmare, and he'd lost himself in her sweetness, eagerly taking all he could get. When he'd felt her body stiffen under him, he somehow managed to pull his self-control back up, not wanting to ever hurt her in any way, and tried to word the feelings that rushed him. He still had a shred of control left, even after she offered herself to him, and he felt confident that he could stop this the second she said no. But he hoped she wouldn't stop this, 'cause he was feeling great! She somehow pulsed with emotions, her chi radiating, making him feel her joy and arousal, and he wanted more of her, more of how she made him feel.
Okay, this is where the first lemon was, so just know that they're… making love…
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"Wow! I didn't know it would be like that..! I'm still trembling…" she breathed.
"Mmm… I liked it too… A lot…" Ranma smiled and looked at her with proprietarily air, running his fingers through her damp hair. "You really are beautiful, you know…"
Akane blushed, but awarded him with a glittering smile, kissing him deeply. She kneaded his shoulder muscles, delighting in the feeling of them rippling against her hands. Drawing back a bit, she looked at him, taking in his dark body gleaming with sweat, his powerful arms a lot more muscled than any other she'd seen, his broad chest hard and scarred – his skin stretched tight over it. His washboard stomach had a trail of hair from his navel down into the curly hair around his now soft member, and his long legs and slim hips didn't have nearly as many scars as his torso, although there were more scars there than what was normal. She could se many slim, claw-like stripes on him, and realised they were from his Cat-Fu training.
"Ranma, can I ask you something..?" He just looked at her and smiled, and so she continued. "When you told me about the Amazons you sounded like you thought you'd hurt them, but now you're looking for your parents… Don't you think you hurt your dad - who did all those terrible things to you?" Ranma's smile had disappeared, but he didn't draw back from her. "You don't have to say anything if you don't want to." She quickly added.
"No, it's okay… You're one of the few I've met who I can actually talk to…" Ranma smiled again, but the smile didn't really reach his eyes. He started to stroke her arms and back, and with a low voice he tried to explain. "You see… At first I thought I'd killed them all… After all, this c-c-Cat-Fu thing is supposed to be a dangerous fighting style - not only for those who learn it, but for those exposed also. I had all these confused feelings when I thought of my pop. I kind of wanted to believe I'd killed him, but still - he's my pop, you know… But anyways, last year some time I met someone who'd seen my old man… Her name is Ukyo, and I knew her when I was a little kid. Back then I thought she was a boy and a friend, but obviously my old man had promised her dad that he'd take her along as my fiancée in return for their cart or something… But, my disgusting old man left Ukyo behind, and that brought great shame onto her family. She'd always lived as a boy, as her father needed a son more than a daughter, and she'd searched for us ever since to get her revenge. Well, she found my father first. Almost beat the crap out of him, but before he passed out he'd told her about me. About where to find me. He actually knew where I was. So she went after me, and tried to beat me up too, something she wasn't very successful with… I was so shocked when she told me who she was, and the shock only intensified when she told me she'd met my old man. She'd found me in one of those shabby fighting arenas in China, and accidentally found out about my curse also. She totally freaked, and told me she'd never want to marry me, that there would be a greater disgrace in going through with the agreement between our parents than to just take it out in blood even without getting her kill… I was in shock already, and before I knew it she'd swung this giant battle-spatula at me. The pain of being sliced pulled me back to reality, and I ran for it, somehow getting away." Ranma pointed to a long, broad scar running under his ribs on one side of his torso and towards his back. "It took me a couple of hours with a lot of thinking before I decided what to do next. She'd said she'd run into him in Japan, so that's where I wanted to go. If he knew where I was but didn't go after me, then there was something fishy going on, maybe even something about my mom … Well, you know the rest…" Ranma looked at Akane, nervous to see her reaction to his tale. He knew she never reacted to things the way other people did, and he wondered how she'd take this reminder of the curse. #Please…# His train of thoughts got interrupted as Akane grabbed a hold of him and pulled herself close to him. She held him tightly, and whispered into his ear.
"Oh Ranma… None of it is your fault..! You couldn't have known about the deal..!" Ranma buried his face into her hair, drawing in a shuddering breath and held her as he'd never let her go.
"She didn't want me… My father doesn't want me… Nobody wants me…" Before he could stop himself, his words had slipped out, and he felt incredibly vulnerable.
"Ranma, that's no true! And you shouldn't put so much into what your stupid father does, or what a girl with revenge in her mind thinks. Besides, I… I…" Ranma pulled back, looking at her with big eyes. He saw her blush shyly as she looked at her fingers tracing his chest muscles and mumbled something he barely could hear. "…I still want you…" The silent words had a tremendous effect on him. Feeling the need for her explode within him again, he held her chin with one hand, and kissed her hungrily. The way she melted against him, moaning willingly, only intensified the fires. #She wants me, she still wants me! Even with… Oh, I need her, now! She's mine!#
And here there were another lemony moment… of lovemaking…
And thus, Akane and Ranma fell asleep in each others arms…
Did the story survive the cutting?