Sexuality: Happosai's Revenge

Chapter 5: Nabiki's Tender Loving Medicine

Ranma was laying in his room waiting for Kasumi to bring up his dinner. She told him to wait a little while so that it wouldn't be so suspicious. He still was coming to grips with what they did together. Now that he had time to think to himself, he reflected on how it'd been like. He couldn't believe how possessive he was with her. He did things he thought he would never have the nerve to do and enjoyed it immensely. It made him realize what he'd been missing. He had denied his desires for so long, that he wouldn't be surprised if that was made it so hard for him to think straight. Maybe that was why he was always such a jerk. He lashed out to keep people away.

Ranma turned over towards the wall. He cheated on Akane. Even though he wasn't entirely in control, he should have been. He didn't have to tell her. But he would feel pretty guilty on his wedding night when she thought they were both losing their virginity. He'd have to tell her sometime. He figured it'd be best after the honeymoon. He didn't want to ruin it for her and he if he told her after he married her, maybe she would realize that despite that he slept with someone else he wanted her.

The stupid tomboy was so hard to deal with though. She didn't even listen to him. He's never lied to her, but she still doesn't trust him. He never betrayed her trust until now, and she didn't even know about today. So why doesn't she trust me?

His thoughts were interrupted as Kasumi came in.

"I have something you want right here." Kasumi said with a suspiciously playful Nabiki-like tone.

"Food!" Ranma drooled.

"No, me silly."

Ranma choked. "W-What?"

"I was just kidding. How are you feeling?"

"A lot better Kasumi." Ranma blushed as he continued, "Thanks."

Kasumi smiled the smile of sunflowers and dandelions. "You're welcome." She purred, "It was my pleasure."

Ranma choked again, "K-Kasumi!"

"God, Ranma, I see why Nabiki does it. You're so fun to tease. You get so flustered."

Ranma grumbled as she handed him his tray full of food. Kasumi giggled at his reaction. She bent over and kissed him forehead.

"Now you enjoy that meal. I'll be back to get your dishes." And give you a goodnight kiss, Kasumi thought silently.

Kasumi did come back later and gave him a kiss that made them both feverish. She was half tempted to go again.

God, what am I a nympho?

Kasumi thought. No. It was just that good.

Nabiki looked herself up and down in the mirror. She never thought she would wear this for someone, but here she was. She had to say that this black lace nightie looked really good on her. She never thought she'd even ever have a boyfriend, but here she was ready to skip straight to the sex. She still couldn't believe it. She was about to make a very wet dream very realistically wet. She spun lightly and did a little pose.

If looks could kill, I'd be dust right now.

Nabiki thought.

Nabiki crept through the hall to the guestroom. She corrected her postured and played with her hair. Generally she did last minute primping. Not that it would matter after everything got nitty-gritty.

She slid the door quietly open and closed behind her. She crept on her toes over to the unsuspecting male's futon. She slid carefully into the covers. She then pressed herself to Ranma's backside, wrapping her arms around him.

Ranma flinched, rolling over quickly to see his attacker. He saw Nabiki smiling at him with a knowing smile. Somewhere deep inside the recesses of his mind he groaned. (Not another one.)

"Nabiki! What are you doing here!" Ranma hissed.

"I'm here to help you with your problem. Akane refused, and it hurt me to see you stuck this way." Not to mention I'm curious.

"I'm fine now. Really, it's okay."

"Ranma, you don't have to lie to me. I'm happy to do this for you."

"I'm not lying. You better hurry up and get out before someone notices."

"Who's going to notice, Ranma? Everyone's asleep."

Ranma rolled his eyes. "I'm fine, really." He turned back over to ignore her and go to sleep.

Nabiki couldn't help herself as she felt downright offended. She was here half-naked, willing and ready, only to get turned down like she wasn't the slightest bit desirable.

She found herself speaking in a low tone, "Ranma. How dare you turn your back to me! I'm here, half-naked, and all you do is turn over to go back to sleep!"

Ranma heard the tone and responded like any male would to that tone from a women: he panicked. He turned to face her and tried to explain in earnest.

"You came here to help me right?"

Nabiki nodded with her brow furrowed in righteous indignation.

"But I'm fine now, so there's no need. Get it? I'm grateful for the thought, though, okay?"

"How can you be better? It takes about a month worth of sex to cure the moxibustion."

Ranma gawked. He squeaked out, "A month?" He then asked, "Does anyone else know?"

"Well, I told Kasumi that it took sex to fix it but I didn't tell her it would take that much."

"Oh." At least that means Kasumi won't slink back into my bed, Ranma thought.

Nabiki started advancing on him again. Ranma held her back by her shoulders.

"Am I that undesirable?"

Ranma heard her. "No, Nabiki, I would like to very much...but I don't ne–"

Ranma was cut off as Nabiki pounced him, pressing her lips to him. Her mouth on his muffled his protests. When Nabiki broke for air, Ranma began to protest again until she reached down and touched him, feeling him with intimacy born from previous practice. All that came out was a moan.

"Shh. We have to be quiet."

"But Nabiki, I told– ," his voice quavered as she did something particularly interesting with her hand, "–you that I'm fine right now."

Nabiki was getting frustrated. "Just shut up and take your treatment!"

Needless to say, Nabiki led this lovemaking session until the lust-enhancing moxibustion kicked in. They ended up going at it for a lot longer than expected. Nabiki slunk off to bed two hours before it was time to get up. Ranma took a quiet dip in the furo before returning to bed.