Chapter Three: Squeaky Clean.
"Ranma, Ryoga, time for dinner!" Akane calls out the kitchen window.
The sun hung low in the sky sporting a deep orange glow. Dinner was being served much later than usual because two certain some ones decided to have a row in the kitchen after lunch. This resulted in several hours of cleaning before preparations for dinner could even begin.
"Oh thank god! I'm starving!" Ranma calls running out of the dojo, pushing Ryoga back as he goes. Ryoga had started running the second he heard Akane's voice.
"Whose fault is that?" Ryoga asks running up behind Ranma. Giving him a look of exasperation.
"Aww shuddap!" Ranma scoffs swatting at him as they reach the dining room.
Kasumi walks in baring a delicious roast, Akane walks in behind her with the pot of rice blushing. Ranma looks away sheepishly, loading his plate in food. Their little spat earlier still vibrant in his mind.
After lunch that day…
They had been doing the lunch dishes together because they had gotten up late, staying up all night training in the dojo is still no excuse for waking up after breakfast had already been served. Trying to relieve the awkward silence they fell into Akane brought up the topic of Ranma's training trip.
"So how was it?" Akane asks cheerfully.
"How was what?" Ranma asks handing her a plate giving a confused look.
"Your trip with Ryoga." Akane says, giggling slightly at his apparent silliness. "How was it?"
"Oh.. Uhh.. Good." Ranma stutters grabbing a cup and dipping it into the sink.
"Just good?" Akane inquires skeptically. "What did you guys do?"
"Uhh yeah.." Ranma replies handing her the cup. "We did… stuff" he says grabbing another dish and shoving it in the sink to wash.
"You know that's not a very good answer Ranma." Akane says glaring at Ranma slightly, drying the cup and placing it into the drain tray.
"Ya well it's none of your business.." Ranma says bluntly.
"Oh really?" Akane bites putting the bowl she was drying and the towel down, looking at Ranma incredulously.
"Ya why would you need to know what we did? It was training. A girl shouldn't have to know." Ranma states matter-of-factly. Still washing the dishes.
"Oh so this is because I'm a girl!" Akane yell angrily "Last I checked I was a martial artist too ya know!"
"Oh true.." Ranma sneered "Of course an un-cute tomboy like you would want to poke yer nose into stuff like this."
"And what is that supposed to mean! AUGH! Never mind I don't even want to know!" She scoffs grabbing the towel again and drying the clean dishes that started to pile up.
"Good." Ranma says, continuing to wash the dishes almost mechanically. 'There's no way I coulda said anything' he thinks shakily.
"Why don't you tell me anything?" Akane whispers sadly, she jumps at the sound of her voice. She had meant to say that in her head.
Ranma looks over at her and yells "Cause it's none of yer business!"
"Ryoga would tell me!" she yells back tossing the pot she was drying at Ranma.
"Hey watch it! And what d'ya mean he would tell you! No he wouldn't!" Ranma says quickly ducking under the pot aimed at his head.
"Oh and why wouldn't he?" she shrieks whipping the towel at him.
"BECAUSE I TOLD HIM NOT TO!" Ranma yells getting fed up with being a human target.
"Wha..?" Akane stares at him for a while in shock.
Ranma looked like he had swallowed a fly, 'did I really just say that?' he asks himself.
"What are you keeping from me?" she asks, letting the plate that was no doubt bound for Ranma drop from her hand.
'I'm screwed anyways..' Ranma thinks before saying "Well if I told you then I wouldn't be keeping it from you now would I?" he smirks and sticks out his tongue.
"RRRRR- RANMA YOU JERK!" Akane yells throwing anything and everything she could get her hands on at Ranma.
She tossed the dishes, plates, cups, bowels. Ranma dodged most of them but he still got a few cuts and scrapes from some close calls.
"Hey stop that!" he yells as he dodges another pan.
"I WILL WHEN YOU STOP BEING A JERK!" Akane pants heaving another heavy pot at him.
Ranma startled by what she said forgot to dodge and had the pot his him hard in the chest. 'I've done one hellova job messing all this up..' he thinks sadly.
She continued to throw stuff at him until Kasumi had walked in and politely asked that Ranma get out and Akane help her clean up the mess.
Back to present time…
"Ranma!" Akane yells again from across the table.
"Huh what?" Ranma looks up, everyone is looking at him funny.
"You ok?" she asks looking concerned "You haven't touched your food yet.."
"Ah.. oh.. sorry.. Itadakimasu.." He mumbles and starts shoving food in his mouth. 'Why does everyone start fights with me?' he wonders to himself 'First Ryoga on .. that night… and now Akane.. we've been home for almost a month.. and NOW she wants to talk about it?' He stares into his plate blankly.
Ryoga shoots worried looks at Ranma every chance he gets in between answering questions or just giving some input into the conversation. Ranma eats quietly avoiding looking at Akane. 'It's not my fault..' he thinks going over their fight in his mind. 'She's the one who wouldn't let the topic go.." he rationalized.
Ranma reaches over and re-loads his plate. His shoulder bumps into Ryoga as he places his plate back down. He jumps slightly and his mind wanders to different thoughts. 'Today wouldn't have happened if he didn't do THAT!' he thinks bitterly. He jabs his chopsticks into his rice harshly he glares daggers into his food.
"Are you ok Ranma?" Kasumi asks pleasantly, beaming at him.
Ranma looks up startled "Uhh yeah I'm fine.. Just a little out of it I guess.." he says sinking into his seat.
"Oh well then you should take a nice long bath after dinner then." She says concerned.
"Ah well.. what about everyone else? I don't wanna make it too late for everyone.." Ranma says blushing, finding it hard to continue brooding while talking to Kasumi.
"Don't worry Ranma we'll all go to the public bath tonight," she smiles softly.
"Ah.. Well.. Ok.." Ranma says picking his food back up.
Dinner was finished in pleasant conversation, everyone except Ranma talking again. He resigned to his thoughts, going back to blaming Ryoga for his fight with Akane this morning. 'That jerk did THAT to me..' he thought sourly. A small part of his mind responded to that with 'But YOU started it' he gave his inner-mind a puzzled look 'What do you mean?' 'Everything was set up for a fist fight, and what did you do?' he mind asks. Ranma stares blank and stops eating mid chew, what DID he do then? He.. 'I kissed him…..' He nearly spat his food out in realization.
"R-Ranma are you ok?" Akane asks her voice shaking a bit.
"Yeah just fine.. I think I'm done eating though.." he says quietly getting up from the table.
"Oh ok well enjoy your bath then," Akane said smiling.
Ranma walk out shuffling his feet and staring at the floor. Every one watches him leave the moment he was down the hall Kasumi turns to Ryoga.
"Would you like to stay with him to make sure he's ok?" she asks him shooting him a split second of a knowing look. "I'm worried about him staying in too long and passing out.." a concerned tone in her voice.
"Oh that's a wonderful idea Kasumi!" Akane says happily "They haven't talked very much since they got back except to spar!"
"O-Ok." Ryoga says nervously.
"That's great, now if everyone's done eating Akane can you help me clean up so that we can get going?" Kasumi asks collecting the plates.
"Ok Kasumi!"
"What's goin' on?" Nabiki asks confused, opening the front door to see almost the whole family. "Did I miss something good?"
"Nabiki how was your sleep over?" Akane asks doing her shoe up.
"Oh Nabiki you'll have to run and get your stuff together we're going to the public bath today." Kasumi says ushering her into the house.
"All right… where's Ranma and Ryoga?" Nabiki asks searching through the crowd at the door. 'How much could I get for a bath house pic of those two!' she thinks deviously.
"They're staying behind," Akane mumbles holding her sweater in her mouth while she puts on her other shoe.
"Oh alright.." Nabiki sulks. Running up the stairs to grab her stuff from her bedroom.
Ranma waits in his room for them to leave, preoccupied by his thoughts. Why did he kiss Ryoga instead of punching him? What was different this time? Ranma was stuck with this, he just couldn't find the answer. Didn't he and Akane have enough problems without him going off and having s-ss-ss-e—e- THAT with other people? 'Person' his mind corrected him, there has only been one.
"Fuck," he mutters out loud. Leaning his head on his bedroom door, the cool feeling good on his blush face.
He glares at the door like he was expecting it to give him all the answers to the questions haunting his brain at the present time. Why did he kiss Ryoga? Why did it escalade to THAT! Why didn't he stop it at any point in the middle of it happening? 'Because you liked it..' That evil little voice answered.
"Shut up.." he mutters out loud.
"Ranma we're off now! See you later!" Akane calls from the front door.
Ranma doesn't answer he grabs his change of clothes and his towel and trudges towards the bathroom. As he's walking down the hall a door opens and a figure comes out, Ranma not seeing this walks right into it.
"Oof!" Ranma groans landing on his butt ungracefully. He looks up jumps a bit, startled. "Watch where you're going porkbutt!" he growls a bit miffed.
"Oh sorry, I heard you walking down the hall and thought.." Ryoga starts but trails off looking anywhere but Ranma.
"Thought what? And hey aren't you supposed to be going with them to the bath house?" Ranma asks suspiciously.
"Kasumi asked me to stay here.." he replies sheepishly. "I thought I could follow you to the bath.."
Ranma stared blank for a moment 'She knows something..' he thinks panicky. "Oh so you don't get lost on the way huh?" Ranma teases and grabs his stuff from off the floor.
"Uh yeah.. Lead the way.." Ryoga mumbles.
Ranma starts off again down the hall, Ryoga follows him watching Ranma carefully. Ryoga stares at his back for a long while but his eyes wander a bit despite his best efforts. 'He has a nice butt..' Ryoga thinks before mentally smacking himself. He hadn't given much thought to what happened between the two of them considering he was busying himself with Akane. But he knew that given a chance, he'd do it again.
Ranma looked back twice now and Ryoga still hadn't taken his eyes off his ass, 'Perverted pig!' he scoffs going deadpan.
'I mean it's not like it wasn't enjoyable,' he thinks 'It was very satisfying..'
"Here we are P-chan, you can wait out here till I'm done." Ranma says quickly trying to close the door before Ryoga started paying proper attention.
"Wait no!" Ryoga says quickly stopping the door. "I'm coming in too, why's now any different than every other time!"
Ranma looks at him with a blank expression for several seconds, not sure what to say. If he said anything he'd probably say something embarrassing. What is different now is that every time Ranma is around Ryoga too long he remembers. Always the first night, the other times just bleed into each other.
"Well?" Ryoga prompts.
"Huh?" Ranma asks being startled out of his little inner turmoil.
"What's different now?" Ryoga asks again more sternly, pushing forward trying to get through the bathroom door.
Ranma flounders for a second before giving in and letting Ryoga through the door. "Don't you think we're a little too old to be bathing together?" Ranma asks desperate to find some way to not be alone, in the bath, with Ryoga.
"That wasn't a problem a month and a half ago.." Ryoga says quietly.
Ranma stands and gapes at him like a fish, blushing bright red. "Th-th-things were different back then!"
"I thought I already asked about that?" Ryoga says blandly setting his stuff down.
"W-well I… Uhm.." Ranma stutters flustered, also setting his things down.
Ryoga sighs and starts stripping for the bath, beginning with his shirt. He knows exactly what changed and to be perfectly honest it's not his fault. Ranma was the one who kissed him instead of hitting him, he just went with it. Ranma stares at Ryoga's torso appreciatively the musculature built to godly standards. Ranma had to forcibly tare his eyes away; he begins to strip too to take his mind off of things.
"It's because of the training trip, isn't it?" Ryoga asks quietly undoing his pants.
"OF COURSE IT IS BAKA!" Ranma yells before catching himself, he looks down and plants his eyes to the floor continuing to remove his clothes.
"So that's what this is all about?" Ryoga cries exasperatedly, "That's why you haven't spoken to me that much this last month?"
"Well YEAH! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO TALK TO YOU IF ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT WHEN I LOOK AT YOU IS THAT NIGHT!" Ranma yells glaring straight at Ryoga.
"Oh really?" Ryoga asks amused pulling his pants and boxers down and stepping out of them.
Ranma snaps his mouth shut and blushes redder than a tomato. His eyes wandering far too low for his comfort, his hand tingled slightly. 'I know what he feels like' Ranma thinks. His eyes darting to his hand quickly and then back to the floor.
"Something wrong?" Ryoga asks securing his towel around his waist.
"N-NOTHING!" Ranma bellows removing the last of his clothing so fast Ryoga had no time to peek.
Pulling the towel around his waist defensively Ranma runs the bath. Ryoga sits on the edge of the tub with his feet in, watching Ranma closely. 'What's the big deal?' Ryoga wonders to himself. He looks over and watches the water fill the tub. 'I wonder..' Ryoga thinks deviously. 'That can be later..' he dismisses quickly as Ranma shoots him a dirty look. Ranma redirects his attention to finishing filling the tub.
"There we go.." Ranma mumbles as the last few inches fill up before turning the tap off.
"Thanks," Ryoga says slipping into the tub, pulling the towel off of his waist and hiding it beside the tub.
Ranma hesitates for a second, 'maybe I could just leave and bath later' he debates quickly. He looks over at the door..
"You coming in?" Ryoga asks confused.
"Oh uh yeah.." Ranma mumbles stepping into the pleasantly hot water.
"So.." Ryoga starts "What exactly about that night do you keep remembering?" he asks playfully.
Ranma just about choked on air at Ryoga's bluntness. "Well you know…" Ranma says quietly.
"No I don't.. If I did I wouldn't have asked." Ryoga replies quickly moving closer to Ranma.
"R-Right.." Ranma mumbles.. He flushes realizing now how small the tub can feel when placed in such a situation. What was a few inches felt like a full invasion of his space.
"So what do you remember?" Ryoga asks again, more force in his voice now.
"Well it was… uhm like…. I remember.." Ranma babbles his blush deepening.
"Was it something like this?" Ryoga asks closing the distance between them with such speed that only a martial artist could have.
He braces Ranma up against the edge of the tub, pinning him in place. He grabs Ranma's chin gently bringing them face to face. Ranma opens his mouth to protest only to have it snatched by an eager Ryoga. Ryoga mashes their lips together taking full advantage of Ranma's opened mouth he slips his tongue past and deepens the kiss. Ranma grabs onto Ryoga's shoulders with full intent to push him away, he gets swept up in the passion cascading in every ounce of the kiss. After a few passionate seconds Ranma finds himself using his grip to pull Ryoga in closer.
"Ahh this is great, isn't it Tendou?" Genma asks relaxing into the warm soothing waters of the public bath.
"It is indeed Saotome." Soun agreed nodding his head.
"I wonder what's gotten into Ranma lately?" Genma ponders to himself. "He's been rather off, even in his training.."
"It's probably nerves Saotome, he and Akane are making progress at becoming closer." Soun suggests thinking to himself, "They were having a good conversation until the whole spat this afternoon. Probably about him hiding his feelings or something."
"Maybe that's it!" Genma shouts excitedly. "The boy probably doesn't realize how good he has it, Akane is reaching out more than usual to try to get to him."
"This will be glorious! The dojo will be bearing fruit in no time!" Soun calls in agreement.
The two men begin planning a ridiculous wedding in excitement, not understanding that the fight was over Ranma keeping secrets about his trip with Ryoga. NOT that it would've mattered to the two men, Ranma and Akane getting married was the most important thing. The plans became more elaborate the more they talked. Eventually leading to then getting so worked up they passed out from the heat.
Pulling away completely out of breath Ranma looks straight in to Ryoga's eyes, giving a pleading look of want. His face was flushed redder then a tomato. Ryoga gazes back, clearly not satisfied yet.
"There's still time to stop me…" Ryoga warns carefully. Panting slightly, from the heated kiss stealing his breath.
Ranma Stares at him incredulously. Was he freaking serious? After THAT! Ranma shoots him a dark look.
"That time has come and gone pork-butt!" Ranma jokes quickly be for pulling Ryoga back down into another passionate kiss.
Lips mesh clumsily as Ranma takes the lead. After no more than afar seconds it wasn't enough, he licks Ryoga's bottom lip tentatively as king for entrance. Ryoga smirks in the kiss and parts his lips slightly allowing Ranma to explore. Ranma darts his tongue in quickly, tasting every inch of Ryoga's mouth he could reach. Ryoga made a small noise of pleasure, pushing closer to Ranma. Deciding he'd had enough Ryoga fights back with his own tongue for dominance in the kiss.
Ranma squeaks in surprise but continues his motions, not willing to be the submissive… AGAIN! Their tongues battle between their mouths neither one willing to give up until overpowered by the other. Ryoga decides to cheat a little, taking Ranma's tongue into his mouth he gently sucks on it. This causes a small moan to escape from Ranma's throat. Grinning to himself a little Ryoga continues his cheating in the form of nipping Ranma's tongue. Ranma cries out at the sodden pain that didn't hurt as much as it caused a small shiver of pleasure to course through his body.
Ranma curses everything he can think of. 'Why is it that everything he does feels good?' he asks his mind bitterly. "AH-!" Ranma gasp having been caught off guard. Ryoga had abandoned Ranma's lips and had moved over to his ear, licking up the outer shell. Encouraged by Ranma's reaction, Ryoga nips at the exposed lobe lightly. "Ngh…" Ranma moans.
Licking down from the ear, trailing across the jaw-line, down onto the neck. Causing shutters of pleasure to rake trough Ranma. Ryoga's mind was reeling 'why were they doing this? What about Akane? Why did this feel so right?' none of the answers came. He pushes those thoughts back and focuses on the task at hand. His tongue flicks and laps at the sensitive skin of Ranma's neck. Ranma grabs hold of Ryoga, wrapping his arms around his neck pulling him close and begging him for more.
Ranma wasn't sure why he was doing this, after sleepless nights and vomiting sessions he was again forcing himself into this situation. Why was it so easy to get swept up by Ryoga, what about Akane? How could he be expected to marry her after all this? The answer seeped it's way into his mind but was quickly dismissed. It may have been obvious but it's not that easy to accept.
He gives a sharp gasp which rolled into a moan, Ryoga sucked hard on the skin just above the collar bone in the crook of Ranma's neck. Sucking and licking at the increasingly tender patch Ryoga leaves a dark purple/red mark. Ranma writhes in pleasure, not registering the painful part of the hickey on his neck. Ryoga pulls away, causing a disappointed noise to escape Ranma, admiring his work. He licks it gently in apology before continuing on. His hands busy themselves by working Ranma's chest, running over smooth muscles and teasing perked nipples. He trails down across the collarbone, sucking and biting the sensitive and flushed skin. Ryoga sneaks a peek up at Ranma's face, flushed and contorted in pleasure.
Ranma doesn't even try to keep his voice down, 'It's not like they're home to hear.' That thought rattles Ranma a bit. They're not home now but they will be eventually… Ranma's heart flopped, what if his dad saw him like this? What would he say.. What about Akane... 'Oh god..'
"R-Ryoga stop wait…" Ranma stutters pushing Ryoga off of him. "We shouldn't.. what if.. They come home and find us like this?"
Ryoga looks at him shocked, he hadn't given any thought to how much time they'd have. He looks at Ranma, pausing for a moment on the mark he'd left on him. Glancing up at his face the expression he saw wasn't what he was expected. Blushing bright red, the look in his eyes was full of lust. 'Liar...' Ryoga thinks amused.
"You don't really mean that.." Ryoga asks as more of a statement "It doesn't matter if we get caught. You don't want to stop."
Ranma blushes and scrunches his nose up defensively, 'So what if I didn't really want to stop? I don't want to be caught either! It matters a lot!'
A thought flew into his mind, his father would disown him... 'He'd come around after a while..' Ranma countered thinking about it more carefully, He was still his only child, it wouldn't matter for that long. Another thought came to mind, Akane would be hurt.. 'She's strong she'd get by ok after..' That stung a bit. Could every possible out come be reasoned away? 'Yeah,' his mind answered him indifferently. The look he gave Ryoga after that was rather pitiful, a mix between guilt and a sheepish apology.
As if reading his train of thought Ryoga says in an understanding voice "See?"
"Shut up bacon-butt! Even if I don't actually want you to stop I still don't want to be caught!" Ranma yells a slight pout of embarrassment on his face.
Ryoga gives a short laugh at how unsexy the mood got. Figuring the argument was over and decided he pulls Ranma in to a tight embrace, kissing him with every ounce of passion in his body. 'I'll make you forget everything' he promises internally 'Forget everything but what we have right now.'
The force of Ryoga's kiss swept him up like a tornado, causing several shutters of both pleasure and anticipation to race through his body. The results pooled in-between his legs, leaving much to be desired. His mind which was just racing in worry now completely blank in blissful oblivion.
Ryoga smirked into the kiss, greatly aware that his passion had reached Ranma, given away by the erection pressed against his leg. The smirk warped into a devious grin and he shifted their positions slightly pushing himself closer to Ranma so their bodies were now flush with one another.
"Ah-!" Ranma gasps pulling out of the kiss but not daring move his body, out of fear of sending another jolt through himself.
The shift in positions had brought them face to face, chest to chest, and had also rubbed their erections together. Separated only by the small towel still hanging around Ranma's waist. The contact had caused what felt like an electric shock to shoot through him. If it was possible Ranma's face grew even more red. Ryoga's cheeks had also taken a crimson tone to them, with their needs against each other like that it was.. Almost to much to bear. A familiar thought raced into Ryoga's mind 'More.'
Ryoga places one hand on Ranma's cheek, the other on his hip/waist. Ranma looks him in the eye with innocent confusion, 'what's he doing?' he wonders when Ryoga didn't do anything after placing his hands.
'What am I doing?' Ryoga asks himself. The answer should have been obvious but it really wasn't that simple. Yes they had done this several times before, but this time seemed different. 'What's different now than before?'
Everything.
The answer his mind produced didn't faze him much, everything WAS different. The situation between them, their feelings... 'What?' he asks himself. Feelings had nothing to do with this he loved Akane, so did Ranma. This was just releasing pent up frustrations. Liar. 'Shut up' he thinks bitterly.
'More.' that one thought again only with more intensity.
Ranma cries out in surprise and pleasure leaning his head on Ryoga's shoulders grabbing his arms for support. Ryoga moans deep in his throat 'Best idea ever...' he praises in aroused happiness.
Having been irritated by his own thoughts Ryoga decided to say 'fuck it' and move on. Originally he had placed his hands like he did out of appreciation of how hot Ranma's body is. But the need and want for more erected a better plan. Placing both hands on Ranma's hips he pulled them together, causing their manhoods to rub together with glorious friction. Causing great pleasure to race through both of them. So he did it again.
Ranma was seeing stars by the third time their erections rubbed together. 'God nothing could feel better than this...' he thinks blissfully until he's cut short by a memory.
The feeling was indescribable. Ranma felt like he was in a dream, never had he thought that he could feel this good with another person let alone a man. Ryoga's noises only drove him further in pleasure, knowing that he was causing Ryoga to be in such a state.
The memory brought forth a strange confidence and when Ryoga pulled away again Ranma quickly slipped his towel off his waist. The feeling was incredible, causing both to slump down no longer able to support themselves. It drew a loud moan out of Ryoga, he hadn't expected that to happen, it was a pleasant surprise.
The movement caused the water to splash over the edge and run down the little drain in the floor with a soft trickle, noise didn't register in their ears the pleasure after over a full month of nothing caused the world around them to be insignificant. There was no displacement of water when they moved, there was no note made of the rising temperature, there was no steam in the air making them dizzy. There was just the two of them, and their want- NEED for each other.
Minds reeling they look at each other in mutual understanding, they needed to get a fucking move on. Ranma being slightly faster pushed Ryoga against the far side of the tub/against the wall water splashing loudly as it moved out from between the two.
"Gah!" Ryoga hisses indignantly "The wall is coold!"
"That's nice dear," Ranma taunts with sarcasm laced in his words.
Ranma kisses Ryoga roughly and abruptly, Ryoga's eyes wide in shock at Ranma's dominance considering how submissive he was not long ago. Ranma looks back with a dark glance silently saying no more talking.
Ranma licks at Ryoga's bottom lip in askance which Ryoga agrees to more than willigly. Tongues dance a passionate battle for dominance, which Ranma eventually looses not that it mattered much. The kiss goes on with a complete disregard for the necessity of air. Ranma shifts himself so he's kneeling in-between Ryoga's legs, placing his hands on the other's shoulders for support.
Pulling away reluctantly for air Ryoga gazes up at Ranma longingly. How long have they known each other? Only now did he really see Ranma. Rivals, best friends, and now... Looking at Ranma's face Ryoga got the answer. Guilt, pleasure, desire, shame, it was all there, it was all the things he too was feeling. To the world what they were doing, what they did. It was wrong, immoral, disgusting. But this is what they wanted. Nothing but everything will change. And he was ok with that.
The break for air was agony but it was made better by the intense gaze Ryoga had on him. It made Ranma think of everything between them... It felt right to be doing this. But what of Akane? He felt nothing but guilt and shame at the thought of her. He loved her sure he did but... Ryoga was his rival, his best friend, and now his l-l-l-lover. Ranma blushed at his own admittance. Things between them were their business, his feelings for Akane was a separate thing entirely.
Their gazes stayed locked, their expressions a perfect mirror image of the other's. Emotion flooded between them overflowing and swelling all around them. Ranma leaned in and Ryoga grabbed the back of his head pulling him as he came. They kissed each other passionately. It was a soft kiss, no tongue, they weren't rammed together it was just gentle and spoke volumes. Ranma pulled back and their eyes locked for only a brief moment. The sploosh of shifting water was followed by a trail of short gasps. Ranma leaned back in and placed a swift kiss to Ryoga's lips before kissing his chin, then all along his jaw. He placed little butterfly kisses up to his ear then trailed them down his neck. Ranma placed a firm kiss to Ryoga's collar bone and stopped his trail there. Ryoga was confused for a second before a sharp gasp escaped his lips which drew into a groan, one that traveled south and made matters worse.
Ranma had chosen that as a good place to pay Ryoga back for earlier. Biting down on the sensitive flesh as hard as was necessary Ranma enjoyed the noise Ryoga made. Licking the bite wound in apology he dives back in and sucks on the now tender flesh earning him another moan from Ryoga. Sucking and licking and a nibble here and there Ranma works his hickey into predominant existence.
Ryoga throws his head back moaning loudly, the bath tiled wall cool against his back and head. God did he love it when Ranma bit him. Then again it was almost as arousing when he bit Ranma too, maybe he had a fetish for it?
"Augh!" he cries out as Ranma bites him again. Yep definitely have a biting fetish.
"Now we match!" Ranma says happily.
"Wha? Oh.." Ryoga grumbles looking at Ranma's cheeky grin with half hearted resentment.
Deciding to get things back where they were Ryoga grabs Ranma and switches their positions, pushing him against the wall. Off to the side a bit so not where he was sitting but where the tile will be at it's full coldness.
"Ahhhh fuu-!" Ranma almost screams feeling the cold against his heated back. 'Ryoga was right the wall is cold,' looking around Ranma realizes it's rather steamy in the room.
Ryoga smirks in satisfaction a Ranma's reaction. He makes a half glance down and nearly chokes on his tongue. Resisting the urge to do a double take Ryoga happy dances in his head.
"What's yer matter?" Ranma asks cautiously.
Ryoga laughs at being caught showing his glee on his face "Your nipples are erect." he says with an almost giggle 'among other things,' he adds mentally.
"Pig!" Ranma yells blushing even redder.
"And it will be glorious," he finishes with a flourish.
"Tendou you are brilliant!" Genma praises excitedly.
They had finally woken up after a long while, never again going to underestimate the powers of the hot bath.
"We should hurry and finish so we can get back," Soun suggests glancing around at the almost empty bath house.
"Right you are Tendou," Genma agrees looking about awkwardly.
Akane wraps the towel around her tucking the corner into the towel at her chest. She sighs sadly her thoughts, once again centering on the infuriating jerk she loves so much. 'Why does he get like that?' she asks herself, gaze glued to the floor as she walks to the change rooms.
"What's the matter Akane?" a soft voice calls from behind her.
Jumping a bit Akane turns to see Kasumi and Nabiki walking up.
"Nothing!" she says trying to sound convincing.
"Akane, it's not polite to lie to those who worry about you," Kasumi scolds gently.
"Sorry..." Akane mumbles resuming her staring contest with the floor. "Ranma's the matter"
"Don't worry too much, things'll work out," Nabiki assures her placing a hand on her shoulder in support.
Shooting a silencing look at Nabiki, Kasumi begins walking again to the change rooms. "You'll have to be more specific than that Akane," she says lightly.
Falling in beside her Akane thinks hard about everything, telling Kasumi didn't sound like a bad idea.
"He's been acting strand since after that trip," she starts tentatively "He won't tell me anythig about it.."
"Boys are like that at that age, they like their secrets," Kasumi said matter-of-factly.
"I just wish he'd tell me something... What could he possibly want.. NEED to keep from me?" she cries squatting down and curling into a ball, tears threatening to fall down her cheeks
"Ah stop this is hurting my back!" Ranma yells at him half heartedly.
They had wound up on the other side of the tub again and Ranma was on his back, bent over the edge of the tub. Ryoga was working his was down Ranma's torso, so close to his destination but Ranma was uncomfortable. Glaring up at him Ryoga sits back and allows Ranma to sit up. Now sitting on the edge of the tub Ranma places one hand on the edge of he tub to make sure he wouldn't fall and the other went to soothing his back. Taking advantage of his open posture Ryoga resumes his descent nipping at Ranma's abdomen.
"Ahn!" Ranma cries having been caught off guard.
Smirking Ryoga reaches his goal, grabbing Ranma's hips he takes tue full length into his mouth. Ranma moans loudly at the warm and wet sensation on his shaft. Ryoga moves at an agonizingly slow pace. Sucking up and off, licking around the head slowly, then retaking him. Over and over slowly but powerfully, eliciting erotic moans from Ranma.
Placing his other hand onthe side of the tub Ranma struggles with keepig himself up. Ryoga's mouth felt amazing. Ranma would never admit this to anyone but after two weeks of nothing but sex then nothing for a month, he was fucking horny! And let's face it, doing it yourself is never going to be as good as the actual thing no matter what you think of when you do it.
All of a sudden Ryoga quickens his pace to an unbelievably fast rate. Ranma shutters and gasps at the sudden pleasure. Up and down sucking both ways, lather rinse repeat Ryoga was going a mile a minute repeating the motions.
Ranma was having trouble staying upright, he was hunched over in pleasure. Moaning between panting panting between gasps of pleasure, Ranma's mind was spinning. Hard and fast Ryoga was sucking him off and GOD did it feel good. 'Fuck..' he curses feeling the end coming too soon for his liking. Placing a hand on Ryoga's head he tangles his fingers into his hair, the other trailing down his back nails digging into the flesh trying to pull him closer for more.
Ranma's head lolls back and his grip on Ryoga's hair tightens as he comes to the brink. So close, just a little bit more- Where there should have been an orgasm there was a noise of disappointment and the slosh of water. Ranma pouts as Ryoga pulls away.
"If it was that easy this'd be boring" he growls teasingly.
Ranma glares back, the tone of Ryoga's voice sending a shiver down his spine that ended at his need. Wanting nothing more than more pleasure and release Ranma grabs hold of his member and uses his other hand to cup Ryoga's face and drag him up into a needy kiss. Stroking himself quickly and kissing Ryoga passionately was bliss to Ranma. Until Ryoga grabs both his arms and drags him roughly back into the tub.
A loud splash followed by a pitiful noise of disappointment was all that echoed through the room. Ryoga pulls Ranma into a slippery hug, that turned into a wet kiss. Finally completely soaked by the water in the tub.
A loud splash followed by a pitiful noise of disappointment was all that echoed through the room. Ryoga pulls Ranma into a slippery hug, that turned into a wet kiss. Finally completely soaked by the water in the tub.
"That's no fair." Ranma whines in need.
"Life's no fair, but you're right I shouldn't leave you like that.." Ryoga replies kissing Ranma again.
Distracted by the kiss Ranma didn't notice they were moving again, figuring the floating feeling was being caused by the kiss. A chill shuttered down his spine as his back once again met the cold wall.
"Gah!" he grunts "Why is the wall still so goddamn cold?"
"To piss you off," Ryoga quips teasingly.
He silences what he knows would be a stream of insults with another forceful kiss. Kissing Ranma was becoming an addiction, Ryoga couldn't get enough. 'Stay focused!' he scolds himself, he had a plan and it needed to get a move on.
He grabs Ranma firmly by the hips, kissing him as long as he could he reluctantly pulls away smirking at the dazed look on Ranma's face. Not wanting to keep him waiting any longer Ryoga hoists Ranma up planting his elbows on the wall and pinning Ranma against it also for support.
"What're you-" Ranma starts but is quickly cut off by his breath hitching, getting caught in his throat in a strangled gasp.
Ryoga had began finishing what he started taking Ranma's aching need back inti his mouth. Taking his time again going slowing trying to make it as pleasurable as possible. For the first time Ryoga wasn't caught up in the moment or had his mind on other things, only now noticing Ranma's unique taste. Salty, which is normal but.. There was a sweetness about his taste too.. 'Probably from his guilty pleasure of ice-cream.' Ryoga internally laughs, taking in every second savouring Ranma greedily.
'Fuu- why does he make this feel so gooood~?' Ranma wonders airily. It was taking a lot of effort to keep quiet, he didn't want Ryoga to hear how much he was enjoying this. Grabbing onto Anything he could he finds his hands laced in Ryoga's messy wet hair.
"Soo close..." he mumbles not realising he was speaking out loud. Utilising his hand placement Ranma gets a good handful of hair and tightens his fist, praying he doesn't hurt him Ranma gives a sharp tug down. Forcing Ryoga to take him quickly and hard into his mouth. Understanding immediately Ryoga sucks faster and harder.
It didn't take much, after but a few seconds Ranma comes in Ryoga's mouth with a yell. "Oh kami-sama!" shuttering he falls limp in Ryoga's arms.
"Ranma," Ryoga says quietly his erection still in full force, throbbing at the erotic scene he just witnessed.
"Mhhm~?" He slurs in response.
"You're still hard," Ryoga supplies grinning in amusement, expecting to be yelled at.
Ranma straightens up a bit and looks Ryoga in the eye, his face a full red flush, a serious expression held inlace with eyes full of honesty and lust. "Then do something about it," he responds flatly as if it were stupidly obvious.
Shocked for only a moment Ryoga smirks and shifts a bit to better hold Ranma up, using one now free hand to grope around for something to use. After a dreadful minute or so he locates a bar of soap. Pleased with himself he lathers some in his hand and places the bar off to the side but still in reach. Shifting their positions again he forces Ranma to wrap his legs around his mid-section.
Confused for only a moment Ranma calls out in surprise "Ahhn!"
The sudden intrusion of Ryoga's index finger sent waves of pleasure through Ranma. Feeding his desire like gasoline in an engine. A slight pain was present too but only for a split second before it was washed over by pleasantness. Adjusting quickly to the first digit was a good start in Ryoga's mind. Thrusting the one in and out changing angles each time. He stops briefly to add another slowly allowing Ranma to adjust to this one too.
Feeling the second finger join the first Ranma tensed up a bit, muscles clenching around the intrusive digits. A small moan had escaped his lips, the pain was slightly more this time it was, hard to get used to. Waiting for only a few moments Ryoga begins to move again, scissoring his fingers to stretch Ranma's tight entrance. Small gasps and moans roll of his tongue as the pain melts quickly into warm pleasure. Relaxing into the feeling, shivers of excitement race through Ranma.
Feeling Ranma finally relax Ryoga swiftly adds the third and final finger, moving them slowly once again changing angle each thrust looking for that special spot. Ranma groans again, three hurt quite a bit more than he would have liked. He wraps his arms around Ryoga's neck and tightens his leg's grip on the dominant male. Shuttering at every thrust the pain and pleasure making it extremely hard to think, and keep his voice down. Each movement caused a noise to escape Ranma. Biting his lip was no longer helping to stop them. Doing the first thing that came to mind Ranma traps Ryoga's lips in another kiss. This kiss was sloppy, both boys minds were preoccupied by more important things.
Ryoga was growing impatient, he wanted.. "More," the word slipped out, but he didn't care.
Ranma pulled away and looked at Ryoga expectantly. That one word sent electric waves through him, and all paths lead to his once again weeping member. Desire was a mutual understanding between them. Ryoga pulled his fingers out of Ranma who made a small noise of disappointment but didn't say anything, better things were to come. Grabbing the bar of soap up again Ryoga lathers his hand up again and tosses the bar away. He wraps the sud-soaked hand around his erection, coating it as best and as quickly as he can. Rinsing his hand off in the tub he grabs Ranma's hip, positioning the martial artist over himself with ease having done it so many times before. He presses the head of his need against the prepared entrance but stops looking up at Ranma.
"No turning back from here," he says in a warning tone, an underlying tone of need in his voice.
"Then don't." Ranma says shortly pulling Ryoga into a reassuring kiss, closing his legs tighter around Ryoga urging him to get a move on.
Ryoga taking no time at all slips his slicked member into Ranma.
"Ah!" Ranma cries pain and pleasure shooting up his spine from his ass.
Waiting a few seconds before moving Ryoga lets Ranma relax, and get used to the feeling again. Tensed muscles loosen and Ryoga pulls out slowly, leaving only the head in. He buries his face into Ranma's chest, nuzzling up into his neck. He bucks his hips and dives back in, at the same time biting down on Ranma's collar bone.
"Aughn!" Ranma screams out in a strangled mix of pain and pleasure.
Ryoga pulls out again leaving only the head in, he licks the bite in apology moving his head to the other side. Again biting Ranma's collar bone and thrusting in at the same time.
"Ahn!" Ranma moans cutely.
Encouraged by these reactions Ryoga bites in a new place with each thrust; neck, collar, shoulder, chest. Each one earning an erotic moan or scream from Ranma.
The feeling was better than every time before, each thrust sent pleasure racing through his body, each bite sent a pleasant pain through him. ''m a freaking masochist,' he laughs in his mind.
The pace was slow but Ryoga took care to extract every ounce of pleasure out of each movement. Each thrust of his hips was harder than the last, each noise from Ranma was sexier than the last.
"This should have happened a lot sooner.." Ryoga groaned thrusting in again, biting Ranma's earlobe.
"Ahnmhm~" Ranma agrees while moaning in pleasure.
Happy with how things were turning out Ryoga gives a hard thrust up, this jostled Ranma a bit. Ranma's face contorted in discomfort.
Curious and worried Ryoga asks quickly "What's wrong?"
"Back hurts, stupid wall." Ranma growls angrily.
Relief washed over Ryoga but was gone as fast as it came. Carefully, Ryoga shifts his hands and untangles Ranma from himself. Still holding him up he moves quickly but takes care to make sure he stay inside Ranma. Soon Ranma finds himself facing the wall, pressed against it awkwardly. Putting his arms up in front of him he braces himself in a more comfortable position and looks back at Ryoga.
"You are kinda hard to hold up for so long," Ryoga says sheepishly.
Not waiting for a retort he grabs Ranma's hips again and thrusts in hard.
"Ahn~!" Ranma moans loudly his face pressed against the wall from the force.
Over and over Ryoga pounds into Ranma, each thrust changing angle to find that special spot. Ryoga was almost beaming, the view was near perfect. Even from the back one could appreciate Ranma, years of training had done it's job every movement caused a different muscle to flex. Add a coating of perspiration and you have a glistening feast for the eyes. And the feeling, 'Fuck he's tight..' he thinks on that note. Ryoga audibly groans as one particular rock of his hips sent shots of pleasure up him. He was near salivating, Ranma looked good enough to eat. 'No man should be able to make sounds that sexy,' he scolds halfheartedly, really the noises just added fire to the flames.
'Ooooh kaaaaammmmiiii-sssaaaaaammmmmaa~' Ranma near screams in his mind. Pressed against the wall tears brim at the edge of his eyes, as good as it was it was still rather painful for him. He moves his hips to meet Ryoga's thrusts, he knows there's more pleasure to be had if he could juuust. He slides his arms and face down the wall a bit and raises his butt higher hoping it might help his quest for pleasure.
All at once Ranma saw stars. "AHHH~!" a loud moan-ish scream rips from his throat as he throws his head down in pleasure.
The top of his head resting on the wall his arms up above his head, Ryoga, driven by final-fucking-ly finding the prostate moving with more enthusiasm. Ranma was floating higher than cloud nine, each thrust now hitting that spot sent stars to his vision. Gasping and moaning more and more, clenching up on the thrusts, Ranma wasn't even sure what he was doing anymore. Ryoga was closing in, with the already tight Ranma clenching around his length it was.. Well orgasmic. Leaning over Ranma's back he places kisses and nips up along his spine and shoulder blades. Grabbing his hips and pulling him back to connect with his now fast and hard pace.
"J-jus a lil m-more.." Ranma tries to say but fumbles on his words. It was rather hard to talk let alone form a coherent sentence in such situation.
Giving a kiss to the back of Ranma's neck in acknowledgment, Ryoga quickens his pace once again. The rhythm was almost erratic, unable to control his desire for much longer. Panting in effort he leans his head in close to Ranma's ear resting it on his shoulder.
Shuttering and sweating Ranma keeps his eyes clenched shut, he wasn't going to last much longer his erection was almost painful in it's need for release. He lifts his head a bit keeping his forehead pressed to the cool tile.
"R-R-Ryo... Ga-Ah! I'm... Soon..." he tries but is making nearly no sense between his moans.
"S-Same.." Ryoga replies ramming in wantonly in their search for release.
Indignant noises where all Ranma could manage as he was brought closer and closer to the edge by Ryoga. Ryoga couldn't believe how lucky he was. This was... Beyond any dream..
He leans in close to Ranma's ear whispering something "..."
A couple strong thrusts brought them to climax. Ryoga bites down hard onto Ranma's shoulder to suppress the loud groan that threatened to escape him.
Ranma comes throwing his head back, crying out "Ryo-GAAHHH!"
Ranma grows limp in Ryoga's arms Ryoga who was in no state to support himself fell backwards into the bath with a loud SPLOOSH! Ranma sits shocked in Ryoga's lap where they fell, hair stuck down on his face from the water. Ryoga was rather dumbstruck, after all that he fell on his ass.
"Bahaah!" he laughs ruffling his hair.
"Very graceful," Ranma teases tiredly.
"aha I thought so," Ryoga pouts still laughing.
"We should actually start washing up..." Ranma says looking at the window to try and guess the time.
"O-Oh yeah.." Ryoga stutters, forgetting they were having a bath.
"Pfft-!" Ranma tries to suppress a laughing fit, Ryoga was really absent minded.
"Hey don't laugh! I was a bit distracted!" Ryoga protests, still partially laughing from before.
"T-that's not my fault!" Ranma yells back blushing.
"I'm pretty sure it is.." Ryoga mutters looking away, a slight pink tinge spreading on his cheeks and ears.
"Sh-Shaddup!" Ranma cries turning around and trying to dunk Ryoga under the water.
"Hey watch it! I could drown you know!" Ryoga begs laughing harder than before.
"I wouldn't drown ya dumbass!" Ranma pouts looking away from him again.
"You'd try," Ryoga scoffs.
"BLEEEH!" Ranma sticks his tongue out at him childishly.
"You keep sticking that out at me and I'll bet it," Ryoga warns with a perverted tone in his voice.
"Try it ya perverted pig! BLEEEEEEAH!" Ranma yells hopping off his lap and splashing over to the far side of he tub sticking his tongue out once more.
Shaking the water from his hair Ryoga laughs heartily at Ranma's energy, he was tired after all that! Grabbing a shampoo bottle Ryoga takes his headband off and begins to wash up.
Disappointed that their game ended so soon Ranma silks over steals the shampoo and retreats back to his corner of the tub. Lacing one hand through his hair Ranma finger-combs his braid out, letting his hair splay about and stick to his back. He spares a glance over at Ryoga and spots the love-bite he left on his collar bone. Blushing brightly he sinks down and dunks his head under the water. He stays there as log as he can before dizzily coming back up for air. The water was too hot to hold his breath for long, the heat and lack of oxygen made him extremely dizzy. Pointedly not looking at Ryoga Ranma lathers up his own hair, silently curing it's length. 'It's so difficult to get it all!' his mind screams frustratedly.
Dipping under the water and running his hands through his hair Ryoga rinses off. Coming back up he spots Ranma turned away from him having a hellova time trying to get all his hair. Smirking to himself he quietly swims over, coming right up behind him he wraps his arms around Ranma in a tight hug.
"Need some help?" he offers playfully.
"Yes but go away!" Ranma growls grabbing at his long hair again.
"Here let me," Ryoga says letting go of his hug and lacing his hands into Ranma's hair.
"Oi!" Ranma snaps but doesn't continue.
Ryoga, grabbing up all Ranma's hair, begins to gently massage the shampoo around. Spreading it out evenly over ALL Ranma's head, but doing it in a way that kinda felt really good.
'Fuck him and his hand skills,' Ranma internally bitches while relaxing into the touch.
Ryoga was reluctant to stop when he was finished. He wanted to continue running his hands through Ranma's surprisingly soft hair for a guy at least. Relishing in the last few seconds he could drag it out for Ryoga reluctantly pulled his hands away and dipped them in the water.
"There we go," Ryoga says flicking the water from his hands onto Ranma's back, "All done~"
"Thanks..." He mumbles diving under the water to quickly rinse it out, he holds his breath a little longer hoping to rinse his embarrassment off while he was under.
Ryoga rolled his eyes and set off to find the bar of soap he threw earlier. Finally locating it just outside the tub at the edge he slips back over to Ranma, lathering the soap in his hands as he goes.
"Next," he chirps happily.
"Yeah yeah," Ranma groans turning to face Ryoga this time.
Taking advantage of this Ryoga sets the bar off to the side beside Ranma and sets to work. He cups Ranma's cheek running his thumb along the underside of his eye affectionately. Ranma blushes and sits rigid, afraid to move incase he did something stupid/embarrassing. Ryoga uses his other hand and runs his finger along Ranma's nose, down off to the side along the cheek, across the jaw, behind the ear. Ranma was ready to kill him in embarrassment, he was blushing so bad even the white soap suds on his face weren't hiding it.
"D-Do it properly! Stop foolin' around!" Ranma scolds.
Ryoga just looks at him, deadpan for a second but then passionately after. He moves his hand along his face, his fingers coming to rest around the boys abused lips. Ranma blushed a shade darker. Ryoga trailed his soapy hands down Ranma's neck resting on his shoulders, pulling slightly he brings Ranma close. Ranma blushes and even darker. He places a soft kiss to the boys lips, Ranma readily responds. Deepening the kiss Ryoga works his hands on Ranma's shoulders and his neck, rising up to the hairline at he base of the skull. Ryoga pulls Ranma even closer, deepening the kiss passionately. The need for air won again and Ryoga pulls away looking Ranma in the eye the whole way. Ranma blushes an even DARKER shade of red.
Ranma gazed back but soon found himself laughing almost hysterically.
"Y-Y-Y-You g-got s-s-soap on yer n-n-nose!" Ranma laughs in his face.
Reaching up and wiping at his nose Ryoga joins in the laughter, "Ahaha so I do!"
"Thanks for everything!" she calls to the lady at the desk.
"Please come again," the lady responds pleasantly.
"Ahh I'm so tired~" Akane yawns stretching her one free arm.
"Home isn't too far away, hopefully Ranma and Ryoga are ok at home.." Kasumi says thoughtfully sighing at the end.
"The boys'll be fine!" Nabiki says sure of herself, "You worry too much!"
"Nabiki sometimes I worry I don't worry enough," she says in a paternal voice.
"If you should worry about anybody you should worry about those two," Akane sighs indicating behind them.
"True..." Kasumi says with a small giggle.
Genma and Soun were dazedly walking together, using each other as support for themselves. After the first time they got dizzy and passed out a total of four times. They were talking nonsense about an outlandish and fantastical wedding, something about the dojo, and something vaguely similar to 'grandchildren'.
The three girls laughed amongst themselves on the peaceful walk home. The cool night air pleasant on bath warmed skin. Not a cloud in the sky stars could be seen clearly and there was a half moon out.
"Today turned out to be a good day," Akane says positively.
"It did, though I do wish you two wouldn't destroy the kitchen.." Kasumi says airily.
"Well except that little hiccup today was almost perfect." Akane clarified blushing.
The family got in the door and Akane whipped off her shoes and called up the stairs "We're Home!"
"Ahn~ Fuck R-R-Ryo- GAAHH!" Ranma tries to say but isn't given the oppritinuty.
Washing each other turned out to be a bad idea, especially when Ranma decided to get a little frisky while washing Ryoga's abdomen. One thing led to another which led to round two...
Biting Ranma's bottom lip Ryoga demanded another kiss, bringing Ranma down hard onto his cock.
"Ah! S-Slow down or stop!" Ranma finally growls quietly. "They're home!"
"I guess you'll just have to stay quiet~!" Ryoga purrs huskily raising Ranma up and dropping him back down again.
"Mmmm~" Ranma moans biting his lip to silence the would be scream of pleasure.
Ranma replaced his hands to Ryoga's shoulders and lifted his hips again, planting a heat kiss to eager lips. Using the kiss to keep his noises muffled Ranma quickly lowers his hips down, connecting with waiting hips that were thrust up to meet his. The skin on skin slap was replaced by a muffled water-being-forced-out-of-the-area slap.
Ryoga kept a firm grip on Ranma's waist pulling him down in time with his thrusts up, which was in a sensual pattern with Ranma lowering himself. They quickly increased their pace, each thrust brought star to both their eyes. After the first time they became more sensitive for the second time. Ranma couldn't keep up or focus on moving himself, Ryoga was just dragging him up and forcing him down.
Knocking at the door caught their attention, "Good night you two, everyone's going to bed!" Kasumi's voice said from the other side of the door.
"N-Night!" they called together.
"Don't stay in too long and try not to make too much noise on your way to bed!" Kasumi warned with a knowing tone.
"A-Alright!" Ryoga called, Ranma couldn't find his voice, it was probably hidden behind his stomach that was now in his throat.
The waited until they could no longer hear the foot steps, then Ryoga brought Ranma down hard.
"Mhhhhhff-!" Ranma screams muffled by Ryoga's mouth quickly covering his.
Ryoga continued to pound into Ranma as fast and as hard as he could in their position. They were locked in a never-ending kiss, the only way to muffle Ranma's proof of pleasure noises.
They come in unison Ranma wrapping his arms around Ryoga's neck to deepen the kiss to keep quiet. Ryoga moves Ranma slowly riding out their orgasms. Pulling away panting Ranma slides out of Ryoga's lap, grabbing the soap and starts cleaning up his ass. Ryoga stands up slowly almost unsure of his legs, water drips down him and makes small ripples on the water with quiet splashes. Stepping out of the tub he locates a dry towel to use.
"Make sure you're quiet!" Ranma hisses in a whisper "Everyone is in bed!"
"Yeah yeah I'm fine!" he says patting his body down with the warm towel.
Ignoring him Ranma continues to rinse himself out until he's sure he got it all. 'He needs to learn what a condom is..' Ranma growls to himself not happy having to do this. Finishing up Ranma pulls the plug on the tub and looks around for his towel.
"Hey do ya know where my towel is?" Ranma asks Ryoga Gripping the edge of the tub for support.
"I got it," Ryoga says grabbing the other towel and handing it over to Ranma. "You ok?" he asks.
"Just a little sore.." He says cheekily snatching the towel.
He ruffles it over his head and wipes his face, he wraps it around his waist and tries to straighten up. "ow.." he mumbles to himself.
"You need help getting out?" Ryoga asks quietly, offering a hand to Ranma.
He blushes and gives a glare to Ryoga then the floor, reluctant to accept help before he'd tried. He secures a firm grip on the tub and lifts his one leg to try to get over the edge. He stops sharply while his knee on the edge. Shooting pain races up his spine. He glares over to where Ryoga was still standing holding out a hand. 'GODDAMMIT!' he screams in his mind before reaching out and grabbing Ryoga's hand.
Amused Ryoga grabs onto Ranma's hand and uses his other hand to grab his other arm, lifting him right out of the tub. Placing him on the floor he pulls Ranma into a kiss 'Just one more,' he promises himself.
Ranma found himself melting into the kiss, or it could just be his legs not wanting to support him. Ryoga holding him was all that was keeping him up, he was dead tired and physically exhausted. He might have been able to walk if there wasn't a round two, 'I regret nothing...' he thinks remembering vividly what just happened, aftershocks coursed through him immobilising him further.
"Bed time~" Ryoga says childishly, pulling away from the kiss looking satisfied.
He turns to lead Ranma out, still half holding him up but is met with a pain in the gut. Ranma elbowed him hard.
"I can get to bed fine on my own thanks!" he snarls at him wrenching himself out of Ryoga's grip.
"Suit yourself," Ryoga says walking away from him towards the door.
Ranma wobbles a bit on his feet, why must he be so stubborn? Stabilising himself he braces for a long painful walk to his room. After a few shaky moments he considers himself able and takes a step forward. Right onto a bar of soap.
A loud wet SQUEAK resounded through the house, followed closely by a BANG and "OOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!" a scream from Ranma who landed on his already raw and in pain ass.
Everyone in the house and the neibourghing houses was now very awake.
Author's note:
Alrighty another chapter of wonderful smut how was it? I hope everyone liked it because it was a bitch to write and it took FOREVER! D: Pretty sure this chappy is longer than the first two combined :d
Reviews are always nice so let's hear from you, what should happen next chapter? I have a plan but I need some space fillers~ :3