-AN- Here I am in this story again. I'm not sure what I'm doing with it, but felt like adding something in as the thought crossed my mind and I needed a short break. Heh. There is nothing beyond this point but lemons, you have been warned.

-Story Start- SUMMER HEAT PT.1

Ranma was before all things, a man who could not sit still and today was no different. It was hot and humid, the summer break here in full swing, and that meant lots of time to do literally anything but also nothing. Sitting down in front of the tv with all the windows open and the fan blowing full blast, at that moment he was tempted to go dip himself in the pond if only to cool himself off for a quick minute. At least the sun was beginning to go down, and he at least had company in his misery.

Akane was currently miserable and doing the best that she could to cool off. Loose tank top and short shorts on, she was finishing off a popsicle and praying heavily for even a wiff of a summer storm. When no such thing came by the time she finished her icy treat, she was ready to dive headfirst into the ice box for the rest of the night.

Jolting them both for a moment, it was Soun in lighter summer wear that drew the teenager's attention. "Now Akane-chan, I'm trusting you with the house while I'm away. Nabiki wasn't sure when she would be back but I'd expect another 2 or 3 days. And Kasumi will be at least a week at the nursing conference with Tofu. Are you sure you don't want me to call Genma or Nodoka-san to help out?"

Akane waved her father off, "It'll be fiiine daddy! I've got this pervert under control."

Soun looked both of the kids over, mentally praying that the house was still standing when his returned. "The conference won't be longer than the weekend, so I should be back Sunday night. It won't be longer than that." So many things could go wrong in two days, and with the usual Nerima craziness, well his insurance was already high enough.

Akane again assured her worrying father, "I promise dad, we will be fine. It's to hot to fight right now anyway."

Soun nodded and finished putting his shoes own, giving his youngest daughter one last look, "Remember, I'll be back Sunday, please don't fight while I'm gone." One last note of worry in his voice, he was out the door and soon out to meet the taxi on the street.

Both teenagers listening to the taxi pull away, they sat in silence for several minutes. There was peace, though it was a hot and humid peace. Which, eventually, Ranma had to disturb. "I got a note from the amazons, Cologne said something about a yearly festival they had to attend but would be back in two weeks."

Akane hadn't looked away from the tv, but nodded, "Funny, I sent a letter to Akari and got a reply, something about chaining Ryoga up to work on his sense of direction for a few days at least." Which with him meant that they wouldn't be seeing him for at least a month.

"Mom and pops are back home too, something about needing to reconnect." That was a conversation he didn't want to be a part of, considering his mothers usual strangeness.

Akane held her cheek in hand, still a bored look on her face, "So no amazons, no Ryoga, no fathers, or my older sisters. Did we miss anyone?"

Ranma thought about it for a moment, "Hmmm. Isn't Ukyo going to whatever this thing your dad has to attend for the local council?"

"Yup, But she should be back tomorrow night, I think."

"What about the Kuno's?"

"Yearly trip to Hawaii, they'll be gone all month."

"Huh, shame."

"Real shame huh?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah."

Both teenagers were still sitting, still waiting for something. For they knew better than anyone else the unlikelihood of anything working out in this town. The idea that not only were all the other fiancees gone, all of the rivals were busy, and the parents and older siblings all occupied. Which meant they were alone, in this house, for at least a day and a half or, if they were lucky, two full days. They didn't want to get their hopes up just yet. So they sat, and waiting, and counted the seconds turned into minutes.

Ranma cracked first, "I wonder if it's cooler at all upstairs. I drew the curtains and had the fan going, maybe without the sun it's not as hot?"

Akane shrugged, "Maybe, I was thinking of drawing a cold bath. It'd be a good relief for a short while."

Both turned to each other, eyes connecting and something deep passing between them both. "Both sound good?" Ranma was grinning.

Akane was already up and heading for the stairs, shirt up and over her head, "Both are perfect!" Ranma suddenly not far behind her. By consensus they went for the room first, already locked in each other's arm in fierce kisses and touches while clothes were stripped but carried with them. Again, they knew their luck, and a trail of clothes heading to the bedroom would be a little to obvious. Making way into Ranma's room with Akane now in his arms, he slid the door shut with a foot and as gentle as he could laid the panting girl on his bed roll. Clothes were then tossed in the corner as Ranma trailed kisses along her throat and down her neck while Akane fisted his hair and enjoyed the sensations he gave her. She didn't want to hurry him along, but the usual nervousness in her heart was fighting her. So used to their fleeting moments, the chance to relax was new. Feeling him suck and caress a nipple, Akane let loose a moan, "Oh this is going to spoil me."

Ranma nodded, "Same here. Even just half a day alone with you is so much. Two days? I'll be drunk with you." He spoke as he now was caressing and pushing her thighs up and around his shoulders while trailing fiery kisses from her stomach to her core, getting a squeak of surprise as he first went straight to the bundle of nerves that was her clit before trailing a long tongue along her folds.

Moaning and closing her eyes to focus better, Akane bit a knuckle on her finger to keep from screaming out, "Has….has anyone mentioneeedd. Your tongue is rougher than normal?" No one had better have had the chance to find out.

Teasing her by coming back up slightly and drawing circles on her clit, he started adding fingers into the equation. Starting with one pressed into her depths, "You know no else has gotten that close to me. But I'm sure it's a gift from the neko-ken." Listening to her increased cries, he moved up to a second finger.

Wrapping her legs around the pig tailed boy, Akane finally let loose a mild scream as he fell into her perfect rhythm. One hand on his head with another playing with her own breasts, the young woman was worked over and into a frenzy that she hadn't achieved before. She could admit that yes, their usual trysts were great. But being able to take their time was even better! Feeling the buildup of her first orgasm, the in love girl held on to her man tightly and began to tremble.

Now with his tongue full time on her clit, spelling out first his first name and then his last, he started to suck on it lightly and earned the increase in her volume like he had hoped. Now full steam ahead with his fingers, it was nothing but pride in his chest as the young woman finally exploded with a cry. Powerful legs tightened against his ears and inner coils pulsing against his fingers, Ranma greedily licked at her core and folds to allow his love to ride that pleasurable wave. And after a few moments more, spent, she finally relaxed back into the mat, legs limp and aftershocks jolting through her body. "Hmmhmmm, have fun?"

Hair plastered against her forehead with sweat, all of it from the exertion and not the heat, Akane could only offer a weak moan in reply. But the hand on his head still had enough strength to gently pull him forward into a searing kiss all the same. Tasting the slightly sour taste of herself didn't put her off anymore, not the first time they'd done so, but the thrill that vibrated within her as he opened her legs was enough to set her shivering again, "Oh you monster."

Positioning himself, he teased her folds and clit with the bulbous head of his member, eliciting another jump out of her, "Your monster." Plunging into her slick core, Ranma wasted no time in building up a steady rhythm. Enjoying the view of this woman in his life under him, panting and moaning his name, trying to hold onto whichever part of his body that she could get a hold of. It was intoxicating in a way winning a martial arts fight never way. Yeah sure beating the tar out of Ryoga or Mousse could be fun, but this was literal heaven!

Not putting up any resistance as the well built martial artist rose her legs and put them on his shoulders, she felt him push down on her to drive himself deeper with each thrust, spreading and filling her in a way he hadn't been before. Breath coming out in quick pants, arms gripped around his neck, it was taking everything in her not to cum a second time already. But he decided to push further, her knees now around her ears, and she lost that battle, bearing down and tightening up around him while a new wave of pleasure coursed through her body. If he kept this up she was going to die!

Feeling his love reach a new peak, Ranma slowed for a moment so she could enjoy the climax while he could enjoy all of the pleats and folds of her insides. They hadn't had time to sneak away at all this week, this being the first time in several days they could enjoy each other. And while the time apart seemed to make her more sensitive, it also inversely seemed to have giving him longer than normal staying power. Seeing her go mostly limp, a dazed but satisfied smile on her face, Ranma's all to familiar cocky grin grew, "You good? Need a break?"

Akana shook her head slowly, bucking her hips in his lap and driving more of him into her. Why did it seem like he still have some extra to give, she wanted it all! Bucking again and looking up to him through sultry eyes, Akane whispered her desire to him, "You have me, now use me. Fill me up over and over again. We have all night and day." Tightening her walls, she moaned and maintained eye contact, "Imagine I'm just your toy, and use me till I break."

That set off something new in Ranma, and with a start he was down and kissing her with everything he had, plundering her mouth with his tongue while taking hold of her hips. Their somewhat peaceful rhythm was gone, now a furious motion that had him plunging in and out of her that filled the room with the wet sounds of their lovemaking. The symphony that was her cries and moans egging him on, he set himself on her breasts next, tongue and teeth to one, and the lips and sucking on the other. She wanted to be his toy? Well, he'd use all of her then.

Akane however was gone, mind riding a wave of pleasure that had shattered her within moments. Was she breathing? Was that another orgasm? Who was controlling her hips and making her buck against her lover so frantically? Surely not her, she was lost in bliss. Though that meaning was lost too as her lover finally tightened his grip around her, and pushed himself all the way inside of her, balls coming to rest against her bottom and his hot tip pressing against her most sensitive place. Though that was replaced by another liquid heat at soon filled her and left her screaming over the edge.

Silencing her scream with a kiss that stole her breath, they both remained entangled, twitching and haggard, both trying their best afterwards to catch their breath. When Ranma finally let Akane back down to rest on his bed roll, she was limp and could only focus on breathing. Once he finally pulled free from her heat and backed up a bit to take in his work, her legs collapsed together as she rolled on her side. A thick trail of his essence leaking from her while her tits jiggled with each deep breath she took. Arms just as limp, and eyes dazed, Ranma could only nod. He did this, that's what he could do to his woman. There was no better pride than this he decided. However, she did say she was his toy, and he was ready to make it up for lost time this week. So rolling her onto her stomach and spreading her open with his thumbs, he was already back inside her pushing his cum into her deepest reaches with a wet squelch.

"Ooooooh, Ranma.."Eyes crossing as his length stretched her tight folds, her closed legs offering a new tighter sensation for them both, all the girl could do was enjoy the ride and moan out his name as he pumped her till her eyes crossed. Which he did, several times.

Watching the play of muscles along her back and enjoying the view of the recoil from her buttcheeks as he slammed his hips into her, Ranma was again building himself up to a good pace. Taking her hands into his own, he finally crossed them behind her back and took full control, thrusting harder. This allowed him to pull slightly, arcing her chest up and allowing her breasts to bounce and sway with his motion. He'd have to remember to pull out this time, once was already enough of a close call.

Delirious and at serious risk of passing out from the pleasure, Akane could feel his thrusting becoming frantic, his member pulsing and bulging with his impending release. Drool leaking from the corner of her mouth, Akane raised her legs to try to pull him in while she tightened her folds as much as she could. She knew what she wanted after all, and even out of it as she was she was going to fight to get it.

Listening to the moans and mewls from the girl under him and feeling her tighten up on him had him ready to pull out to finish on her sexy back and thick thighs. But she had other plans, suddenly bucking up backwards and driving him in to the hilt. The sudden motion sending him over the edge, body jerking and pulsing to release as much seed as possible until her tunnel. They both were locked there, Ranma eyes closed and focused on nothing more than the twitches and convulsions around his dick, while Akane with her slight grin and dazed crossed eyes. Ranma finally started to relax, catching his breath while looking down at the now completely limp girl under him. Her eyes were open, but if it weren't for her breathing he wasn't sure if he could tell if she was in there right now. But as he finally worked up the strength to move, pulling himself free with a wet pop and admiring her abused backside, Ranma sighed and stroked a hand softly along her spine, "You brat."

Akane nodded, finally catching her breath and moaning with delight. She felt full, sated in a way not before felt. Refusing to move for now, wanting his warmth to stay inside her for a bit longer, she at least licked her lips and cleaned up her drool, "I told you, I wanted all of you." Having only a slightly problem focusing, she still was able to look up to the man now sitting next to her and took in the sight of his heavy chest and sweat soaked body. Oh they both were going to smell with all this heat.

Shaking his head, Ranma stood up on weak legs to head to the furo, drawing a cold bath before walking back to his room. The time it had taken him to do so allowing Akane to doze off a little, though she awakened fully when he turned her over and picked her up into his arms. "Oh, my prince."

Walking through the hallway and into the bath with her, Ranma could only chuckle as he sat her on the edge of the tub. Climbing in first, his curse triggering but not his main concern, he then pulled Akane into his lap, allowing them both to enjoy a temporary respit from the heat. Feeling the girl wiggle and get comfortable, Ranma had to sigh, "You're going to drain me, aren't you?"

Akane giggle, still a little out of it, "They have pills for a reason, unless." Turning back to the now red head to look them directly in the eye, Akane trailed a hand down the currently female Ranma's cheek. "Unless you wanna pump a baby into me this weekend? Finally cross that line?"

While someone carnal inside him cried out that that was exactly what he wanted, Ranma still clasped Akane's own soft hand in his own. Only slightly put off by the fact that their hands were currently the same size, "As much as I'd love to say yes, you know we can't yet."

Akane nodded and sighed, leaning back into the well formed breasts of her lover, "I know. But it doesn't mean we can't pretend for a while, right?"

Getting what she meant and rolling it over in his mind, Ranma decided that pretending wouldn't be so bad. Not now at least. So, leaning forward with a smirk Ranma dropped his tone to a more bedroom level, "Then I guess, it's 2 days of babymaking for us. I'll have you begging for it before the night is over."

Shivering in delight, Akane relaxed with a smile. While logically she knew it was way to early, still needing to at least finish high school, and she at least wanted to go to college for theater, but she could dream. A quiet home maybe, no crazed martial artist, just her, her love, and 3 or four kids running loose.

Yeah, she could dream.

-AN-

Gonna be real. I didn't think I was going to ad on to this ever. But I found I myself needing a distraction between my other works. So, I pumped this out.

Oh the pun hurt even as I typed it.

So maybe that's how this story/series will go. Maybe I'll just add to it from time to time when I need a break, little snippets of life between two martial artists when they find the time to sneak away from the crazy. It's a complete lemon storyline anyway, so nothing to serious in the end. Maybe I'll build an actual storyline to go with it? Well, till later ya'll, you make it fun.