-AN- there's no real reason behind this story. It's sort of, a stress reliever. When I need a writing dump to clear my head, this gets a chapter. It's mindless smut, well, almost mindless.

-Story Start-

If you asked anyone in the Nerima ward about Furinkan high, they'd tell you that it wasn't the most academically prestigious school, by a long shot. However one thing it did excel in was its sports programs. Somehow ending up the home of martial artists and wannabes who ended up not good enough to be caught in the usual brawls of the area but good enough to take on any physical task well and above every other school in the area, money was thrown into anything sports related with barely a thought.

So saying that meant that recently, no one gave thought to the new gymnasium and sport equipment storage buildings and locker rooms that had been constructed after the latest Nerima Wrecking Crew brawl that had leveled the old facilities. Was it odd that the crew had focused completely on the old gym? Maybe. Was the principal seen meeting with Nabiki that week as well? Sure. But there was no link there and if anyone mentioned one there was a lawsuit waiting for them so just try it and see who would take the case.

Passing that, today's gym class is coming to a close with surprising peace. Ranma had been booted away by an angry Ryoga, another claim that he had ruined the other boy's life and they were off to brawl it out. Akane had run off in some vain attempt to stop the fight but no one had seen them since. Used to such antics, everything was going as normal.

In the gym storage room things were a different sort of normal for a pair of hormonal teenagers. Ranma had made giving Ryoga the slip an art form, able to do so these days within seconds and with even less property damage than usual. That had the benefit of having more time for his new favorite pastime. Hunkered down behind several gym mats and a pile of jumping boxes, both teens were making out heavily while pawing at each other greedily. Akane was the first to pull away, though that just gave Ranma reason to push her shirt up and begin paying attention to her breasts.

"We don't have a-a lot of time." Moaning out as he paid special attention to her nipples, secretly she could admit that she didn't want him to stop nor did she care about time. Everyone thought they were gone for the day anyway.

Ranma knew this as well, a hand trailing down sliding into her bloomers and under her panties to begin playing with her pussy. "Uh huh, you're just as hot as I am. One round and then we go home." He was already fully hard, but he knew better to pay attention to his woman and make sure she was good and ready. It was always better that way.

Akane nodded finally, back arching as his hand brushed against her clit while a finger worked its way inside her, "One round. Just one, then we go home." One hand coming up to cover her mouth while the other fisted into Ranma's hair, the in love girl gave in and surrendered to the pleasure. Heat beginning to build in her core, she shifted and wrapped her legs around his waist. Hands going to pulling down his pants, the girl gave him a heavy look, "Don't tease me so much."

Ranma looked down on the panting girl, watching her chest heave as she fought to catch her breath. Smirking as he removed his hand from her panties just as she pulled his cock free, he pulled her bloomers aside and positioned himself at her entrance. "What happened to foreplay."

"I wanna be fucked, I don't need foreplay right now." Eyes crossing as he entered her hard and fast, she gasped out and wrapper her arms around his neck. "Like that."

Ranma bucked his hips hard again, "Like this?"

Another buck, another gasp. "Yes."

"Again?"

"Again." He did so, picking up speed and enjoying the view as her face contorted as she tried to keep her voice in check. Smaller gasps and moans were escaping her throat and eventually one of her hands came to cover her mouth.

Ranma himself leaned in and moaned throatily in her ear, "Wouldn't it be so much better to let loose?" He moved his arms to capture her knees at his elbows, pushing her legs up and pinning her to the floor mat under them. "Kami do we really only have time for one round?"

Akane alternated nodding and shaking her head, unable to really make up her mind. The mix of Ranma being so forceful and the thought of being at school was setting her off. The coil and heat of pleasure at her core was building up quicker than normal. If she wasn't careful she was going to cum before him. Gasping and regaining some control, the girl removed her hand while her other pressed against his chest, "O-on-one round. Then we-we find somewhere else to continue." She knew she wouldn't be able to let go at this point. She needed him just as badly as he needed her. She would oblige him too, because oh was he good at this. Feeling the length of his member push and pull against her insides, she was nearly there. The sensations of her tits bouncing and rubbing against her bunched up shirt along with him holding her down was doing her in. Just a little more.

Ranma was much of the same mind, watching her trying to hold herself back and knowing by the way she was clamping down around him that she was losing that battle, the martial artist wanted to hold out but knew he wouldn't be able to. Maybe if he really gave it to her he could convince her to stay here for at least two more rounds. Driving himself into her to the hilt and rubbing against her cervix lightly just as she liked, they both froze as someone opened the storage room door.

Yuka and Sayuri were tasked today with helping to put away some of the gym equipment. Class was ending and they were alone. At least it was just gym mats. "Where do you think Ranma ended up this time?" Without Akane around Yuka had no qualms about bringing up the hunky martial artist. It was to bad Akane had laid claim. He was sure to have some impressive endurance.

Sayuri shrugged, "Probably by the canal with as long as it has been since we've seen them. You know his luck."

Yuka nodded, "Yeah, mmm, just imagine, wet Ranma."

Sayuri giggled, "I'm telling Akane you're fantasizing about her fiance."

"Ohh? Wanna tell her about your diary entry about him?"

"You said you wouldn't bring that up!"

Unseen to them, Ranma and Akane are locked in place, watching each other through wide eyes. Ranma however is more surprised because he can feel Akane getting tighter and wetter around him. Feeling her tremble, he smirks and pumps once into her. Her eyes cross, and it sends her over the edge with a louder gasp. He clamps a hand over her mouth to keep her quiet, but he can't do much about her hips quivering against him in a most likely wonderful orgasm.

Yuka looks to the corner with the spare equipment, "Did you hear something?"

Sayuri shrugs, "Just the betrayal of a long term friend."

Yuka shrugged, "Oh relax, like we all haven't had a dirty fantasy involving Ranma. You know he has to be packing."

"You're so dirty."

"I'd call it modern." Both girls deposit the equipment and leave, closing the doors behind them and leaving the hidden teens alone again in the dark room.

Ranma removes his hand from Akane's mouth, the girl is dazed but happily spent. Ego thoroughly stroked, Ranma can't help himself, "You got off to your friends almost catching us."

Akane could only nod slightly, "The thought of being caught, of being seen…" Her legs trembled a bit more as they relaxed into Ranma's hold. "Maybe…maybe one more round."

Ranma could only grin, leaning down to capture her lips in a heated kiss as he started up a new rapid pace. "That's my girl."

"God you're insufferable when you get cocky." Giggling the girl tries to clamp down on his invading dick, "You like the thought of my friends pleasuring themselves to you?"

"Can't say I hate it."

Akane brought her hands up, pressing her breasts together and squeezing her nipples, "Mmmm, Yuka and Sayuri naked, playing with themselves while moaning your name."

Ranma could feel the sensitivity ramping up, "Kami Akane, you're like a furnace."

Akane puts on more of a show, one hand leaving her tits in order for her to suck on one of her fingers, "Maybe we can make them watch. Would that have been great? Them catching us while you fuck me like crazy?"

Ranma was beginning to speed up now, driving himself deeper into the girl, "Akane…"

Akane was nodding and gasping with each thrust now, "Kami. Ranma cum. Cum. Ranma cum for me." She wasn't expecting to feel another climax rising so soon, but thinking about her friends watching her have sex with her fiance triggered something in her. Wet finger trailing down to play with her clit while Ranma plunged in and out of her, Akane locked eyes with her love, "Fill me husband."

That did it. Ranma drove himself completely inside the girl, balls pumping his first and more likely very thick load of semen deep into her. Feeling her squeeze down on him like a vice, he watched the silly smile that blossomed on her face as she reached her second climax of the afternoon. Panting for breath and leaning back, he let her legs to limply. "Fuuuuck Akane."

Akane nodded slowly, "That was…that was intense."

Chuckling, the pigtailed boy ran a hand down one of her silky thighs, "Should we add gym storage room to our favorite places?"

Akane shook her head, "I'll get addicted to this, so no dice." Secretly that was an absolute yes. She'd make sure to drag him back here once or twice in the future. By accident of course.

Ranme did raise an eyebrow, "You're the addicting one. I can't get enough of you."

Akane smiled genuinely, sitting up as Ranma pulled out of her, watching a thick stream of his spunk leave her, "You flatterer." She pulled him by his shirt into another hot kiss that set her on fire all over again, but she had to press it down for now. They really needed to get going. "C'mon, let's get home."

Ranma sighed, "No chance of bending you over the tobibako?"

Akane was tempted. Really really tempted. "I'll suck you off as soon as we get home, since I came once without you." Here she came forward, pressing her bare chest into his clothed one, "I'll even make sure to swallow." Her voice was low, sultry, and Ranma would have done anything for her in that moment.

"Well if you're gonna go that far, guess we better get a move on." Giving in and pulling this girl he was in love with into his arms for one last kiss, he eventually released her. "Should I joke with your friends about their fantasies?"

Akane shook her head as they stood, Ranma fixing his pants while she adjusted her panties. She'd be sloshing in those the rest of the way home. "That's my job." Here she leaned into his side as they started for the door, "Besides, I'm enough for you, right?"

Ranma nodded, "The stars of my night sky."

"So corny." She loved it, but she wouldn't admit it out loud. Not for a while at least.

-AN-

Really needed to blank my mind today, so here we are.