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I'm going to be listing this as complete after this. It's one of those that's nice to add on to when the thought hits me, but there's definitely no plan or story behind this. It's just smut, with a little fluff here and there. Good for a break between the bigger stories. Lemons ahead, yee been warned.

-Story Start- SUMMER HEAT PT.2

Nabiki prided herself on many things. Her business sense, her street smarts, her resourcefulness. But most of all, it all linked to a very simple skill she had developed early and polished to an art all it's own. Her observational awareness. She could notice patterns and changes in people well before some even figured it out within themselves. It let her blackmail, con, and sometimes cheat her way into making a lot of money till now. It had also let her make sure that some of the worst damage did not end up on the Tendo home front, wedding fiasco a major exception. But lately, she realized that she had almost missed something important, something she should have picked up on possibly weeks or even months ago.

For when she had initially announced she was going on a college tour for a few days, it was an odd coincidence that not only her father and her older sister were leaving the house. But Akane and Ranma both seemed to pick up on the insults when around each other. Factor in that her sources told her that most of the major fiancees would be out of the way this weekend as well, and that meant through someone's efforts the two teenagers who couldn't stand each other would be alone in the house together. Normally this would have her calling their local construction crew to be on standby, but something was off. So off in fact, that she decided to come home a little early. So here she was a little after noon on Saturday, and the house seemed quiet enough. Trying to be sneaky she first went through the gate and then into the house itself, refusing to announce herself as she spied Akane's and Ranma's shoes still here. So they were home but she had no idea of where they could be. Deciding to start with the living room and then the dojo, maybe they were training together?

Up the stairs she heard a noise, but it was faint and she had to strain to hear it. It did sound like Akane, but if she was doing what she thought her little sister might be, it would be amazing since Ranma was here. Maybe he was in the dojo alone? Tip toeing up the stairs, she really hoped she wasn't about to walk in on her sister relieving her frustrations. She was at the age, and Nabiki herself had her own little helper for those more lonely times. In fact as she came closer to her sisters room, hearing the girl's pants and moans, she almost turned around and called her paranoia ridiculous. Until she heard his voice join her sister's.

"Say it, you want my baby, don't you?"

"I do! I do! Pleeease Ranma, fill me up!"

"Oh my…"

Freezing in place as she reached the slightly cracked door, her whisper gone unnoticed by either of them, Nabiki could honestly say all of her predictions really didn't consider this a possibility at all. This was so far down the list of things that should have been possible, that watching the firm backside of Ranma as he pumped hard and fast into her younger sister was almost like a dream. Watching as he pulled on her arms, making the girl wail and arc her back, both of them frozen for a moment as most likely a fresh orgasm rippled through them. She watched as his essence dripped from between them, only a soaked but well placed towel underneath them. They must have been at it for a while. Stepping away and leaning against the hallway wall, the mercenary girl really thought about everything surrounding the two. When had this started? How had she missed it?

Suddenly months of odd occurrences started to make more sense. Odd times during school where Akane would disappear after one of Ranma's more intense fights, both coming back together sweaty or flushed. While most assumed they'd fought, now she had her doubts. All the times Akane malleted him away, only for her to go get him. There had always been a slight smirk on the girl's face as she left, and when they returned, their clothes always seemed a little more ruffled. Out of place. Their fights even, now that she thought about it, had taken on a rehearsed quality to them, no real heat anymore. Like a bad play she had ignored this whole time, it all fell together in her mind. And as she leaned back to look in on them, hearing the moans start back up, she had to give her little sister credit. Maybe theater was for her if she could play pretent so well through it all. Seeing her sister working his rather impressive staff with closed eyes and a blissful look on her face, Nabiki finally turned away with a blush and headed down the stairs. She would have to go find something else to do for the day, maybe the rest of the week. She was stuck between wanting to grill the two about how long they had been doing this, to wanting to congratulate them for finally working their feelings out. There was only a slight, slight part of her that was envious of her sister. She wondered what a martial artist's stamina would do to a girl, but with the look on her sister's face and the sweat covering both of them, she had an idea. Now ignoring the heat that had begun to pool in her own core, she decided today was an ice cream day. She would come back and pretend she knew nothing for a while. Maybe start teasing the two from time to time. Yeah. Teasing was deserved she thought, for these two who pulled the wool over everyone's eyes for once.

Upstairs the two busy teens had never noticed the older sister spying on them, the two focused on one another. Still determined to out last each other, Akane knew she was going to lose this round. Ranma had her legs again over his shoulders while plunging his length into her and playing with her clit with now expert skill. Leaning down to capture her lips in a searing kiss, the sweaty boy above her was all confident smirk and lustful eyes. Ranma would never get tired of watching her writhe and moan under him. To know that he could do this to her and only he could was an intoxication better than anything else he had experienced yet. His eyes drawn in to her breasts he followed his instincts and leaned down to have a taste of them. Rolling and sucking one nipple in his mouth, before trailing his tongue lightly around it's edges. She tried pushing her chest further into him, but he kept their distance. Lightly teasing her to drive her a little more crazy. He switched to the other, giving it the same treatment before he pulled back satisfied. Akane however was panting and looked to be barely hanging on now. They had been at it since a little after they had woken up this morning and eaten. Waking up together was a nice change, he decided. They'd have to find ways to do it more. Akane reached up, enjoying the fullness of him as she wrapped her arms around his neck and locked eyes with him.

"Say it again, please." She was teetering now, on the edge of a climax that was going to knock her out, she just knew it.

Smiling now something more gentle, her man kissed her forehead and rooted himself as deep as he could inside of her, "I love you, Akane." His heat was pulsing and throbbing in time with his heartbeat inside of her.

"Again." A kiss and tightening of her legs around him.

"I love you." Hands encircled the smaller girl, holding her tight.

"I love you too." Tightening her walls and milking him, it was finally enough.

The kiss combined with another hot spurt of his spunk, now finally tapering off after all their sessions indeed sent her over the edge like she thought. Eyes rolling and her vision darkening, she knew she had lost in more ways than one. She would marry this man. One day. But for today and tomorrow, they would enjoy each other in as many ways they could think of. Their own little house play just for themselves and no one else. And she was fine with that. For now.