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Blind Date	By : PurseMonger Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 8563 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Something soft tickled Ranma’s nose. He brushed his hand over his face but whatever it was kept falling into his face. He sniffed, taking in a comforting yet alluring scent. Popping one eye open, he saw a cap of short blue hair. He smiled slightly as memories of the night before flashed through his mind. He wrapped his arms around her tighter, pulling her closer. He buried his nose against the back of her neck and took another sniff. Her smell was somehow comforting and arousing at the same time.
He rubbed his free hand gently along her hips, enjoying the smooth silky skin under his fingers. She moved unconsciously towards him, rubbing his morning wood that was resting against the cleft of her ass. Now fully awake and aroused, he moved his hand between them, slipping a finger inside her to find her warm and wet. As gently as he could, he slipped his other arm from under her and angled away from her slightly. He slipped two fingers back inside her, pumping gently as she ground her hips against his fingers. Fingers now covered in her juices, he wrapped them around his shaft, jerking himself off and covering his length with her warm fluids. Angling himself, he began rubbing his head against her clit.
Akane thought that she was having a very intense, very erotic dream. It only made sense as she had been having them for weeks, leaving her feeling frustrated and unsatisfied when she woke. But this dream was different in its fervor and she awoke with an orgasm.
“Aaahhh!” she moaned as her body shook in pleasure.
Ranma continued to play with her as she came down from her high.
“Good morning,” he whispered into her ear.
“Yes, it is,” she purred, still a little breathless.
She moved her hand behind and grabbed the length of him, setting a steady pace, stroking him with long, slow movements. He moaned in appreciation and closed his eyes in enjoyment. He bent over and kissed her shoulder as he stroked her thigh. She guided his tip towards her entrance and he entered her in a slow, almost agonizing, pace, making sure she felt every inch of him as he slipped inside her until he was buried up to the hilt. And then it was her turn to moan.
There was a war within him, one side wanting to fuck her hard and fast, wanting both to find that release. The other side fought to keep the pace steady. It surprised him how much he wanted her. Last night he had barely finished, had just come down from his high when he had the urge – the need - to be inside her again. Even before his body was ready. He wasn’t one to want slow and easy but he wanted it now. He focused on her and her pleasure. Her soft breathy moans as he slid in and out of her. His hands caressing her back, her hips, her breasts. The way she clenched herself around him as he moved his reward. So he indulged, touching her everywhere. Discovering places that made her moan, others that made her giggle.
This was so different from the rush of their first time or fun of the time after that. This was almost gentle. Every touch, every caress heightening her pleasure. The build-up slow and intoxicating. When she came it was like a hot wave of pleasure taking over her entire body.
It surprised Ranma that he needed the slow and enjoyed it more than he ever thought he would. He loved being inside her, couldn’t think of anything that felt better. When she came around him, he held back as much as he could, to prolong her enjoyment before he came, spurting into her in a slow and easy ecstasy.
When he reached out to pull Akane to him, he only caught blanket as she scooted out of his reach and out of bed.
“Where ya going?” he asked, a seed of irritation settling itself within him.

Annoyed that she wasn’t already snuggled with him. Then annoyed at himself for being annoyed in the first place, he had never been a cuddler before.

“Bathroom, I’ll be right back.”

She needed to relieve herself but also need to clean up. The last thing she wanted was a UTI or a yeast infection, which was a possibility with as much sex as they were having. After cleaning up and washing her face - her makeup had smeared making her thankful he had taken her from behind, as it was not a pretty sight - she slipped back into the nice warm bed, next to a nice warm Ranma. She smiled and twined her leg with his, her head resting on his shoulder.

“What time is it anyways?” she asked with a yawn.

He reached over and checked his phone before putting it back down.

“Early. You should go back to sleep,” he said until a thought entered his mind. “Unless you have other plans and need to leave.” The idea bothered him more than he wanted to admit. He didn’t want her to go.

“No, I just had some tentative plans to go shopping with Sayuri and Yuka. I told them I would text them if I could make it.” She burrowed in further then frowned as a thought came to her. “Do you have plans today?” Why was she suddenly feeling insecure?

“Not until dinner. Ma is expecting me home.”

He closed his eyes and kissed the top of her head before he pulled her closer.

“’kay,” she said with a yawn. “Daddy is expecting me home for dinner, too.” She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep almost immediately.

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When he woke up next, Ranma rolled over, patting the mattress beside him, only to find the bed empty. Frowning, he noticed the bed was still warm. He turned his head as he heard the shower running. The image of Akane standing beneath a spray of water, soaking wet, and lathering herself entered his mind. He moved to join her when his stomach grumbled loudly, voicing its objection. He rubbed it soothingly and after a quick debate - when he realized there was no way two people could fit in his tiny shower – he went into the kitchen to start breakfast.

Stepping out of the shower and wrapping the towel around herself, Akane walked to the sink and ran her hand over the mirror, giving her a small slightly fuzzy area to look at. She finger combed her hair and ran her tongue over her teeth, realizing she need to brush. Opening the cabinet underneath the sink she was relieved to find a new tooth brush on one of the shelves. She really didn’t want to have to use Ranma’s toothbrush. No matter how close – physically or emotionally – she was to someone, she didn’t like the idea of using their toothbrush.

After brushing, she applied some of the lotion he had sitting on his counter. Opening the bathroom door, she was immediately hit with a wonderful scent that had her stomach grumbling and her mouthwatering. She was about to walk into the living are in just the towel when she saw her clothes from the night before folded on the now neatly made bed. She grinned when she thought of a wonderful idea.

In the kitchen, Ranma hummed to himself as he made breakfast. He couldn’t remember being in a better mood. He had some left over rice that he had reheating in the cooker, had already made some rolled omelets, miso soup, and plated several varieties of pickled vegetables. It wasn’t much compared to his mother’s cooking but it’d do to keep their bellies full and would give them energy for all the sordid activities he had planned for them later. He was just gathering a set of plates, bowls, and chopsticks when he heard a voice behind him.

“I hope you don’t mind but I borrowed a shirt.”

“Hmm. Not at all,” he said as he piled the last couple items.

He assumed she had grabbed one of his large t-shirts, and turning to set the table, his eyes widened in surprised and he fumbled the stack in his hands. He tried to grab the falling items but only managed to hold onto one plate and bowl as his eyes were glued to the blue-haired girl standing before him. She was wearing one of his white cotton ribbed tank tops and her panties. The tank fit her like a second skin, molding to her curves. The top stretched to accommodate her breasts, the thin material leaving little to the imagination. He could see the outline of her areolas and tell that she was a little cold as her nipples were hard. The tank top was long on her, ending right over the widest part of her hip, giving him the tiniest glimpse of the black panties she wore underneath.

Akane smiled to herself, pleased at his reaction. There was something so satisfying about making Ranma practically drool at the sight of her. She tilted her head, her eyes wide and her expression innocent.

“Need some help with those?”

“What? Huh? Wha…oh no. I’m fine, just a little clumsy this morning, I guess,” he said as his brain finally engaged.

He picked up everything from the floor and placed them in the sink and felt her fingers brush lightly over his shoulder.

“I’m sorry,” the youngest Tendo said, her voice soft.

There were red scratches and crescent shaped indents all over his skin. In their frenzy last night, she hadn’t noticed all the marks she had left on him. But in the light of day, the red marks looked painful. She kissed them gingerly. Confused, Ranma looked over his shoulder and noticed the marks for the first time. Turning around, he leaned against the counter and pulled her into his arms.
“Don’t be sorry. I enjoyed it. A lot.” He nuzzled her neck. “This looks good on you,” he said, running his hand down her side.

“I hope you don’t mind that I borrowed the new toothbrush you had in one of your drawers.”

“Not at all,” he replied now a little self-conscious about his own morning breath.

“You made breakfast.”

“It’s not much but help yourself. I’ll be right back.” He walked a few steps before turning back and adding, “And don’t worry, I remembered to clean the table before I put the food on it.” He grinned and gave her a wink.

Akane’s lips quirked at his comment as she eyed all the food on the table. He must have used a dozen eggs for the omelets and had an entire pot of miso. She didn’t know if she would ever get used to the Saotome stomach. Since he forgot to set the table, she collected some clean items from the cabinets and drawers , placing them on the table. She also set some water for tea and took a seat to wait for Ranma to come out but when her stomach grumbled, she almost gave in and started to eat without him. Instead she left the table - and the temptation on it - to check her phone.

She had a missed text from her dad, telling her that they would be having dinner that evening at the Saotomes’. She had also missed a couple of texts from Ukyo.

You okay?
I didn’t get a chance to talk to you before you left.

Akane felt a little guilty. She broke one of their rules, she should have talked to Uko face to face before she left.

I’m fine.
Sorry, I should’ve found you before I left.

She was a little surprised when Ukyo responded back right away, her guilt increasing when she read the first text.

No problem. As long as you’re safe.
Besides, I knew you were with Ranma.
You guys were getting pretty hot and heavy on the dance floor. Then you were in such a hurry to leave.
Did you finally get laid?

Yes.
Twice last night.
And once this morning.

Damn. How was it?
Never mind. Stupid question.
You wouldn’t have done it twice last night and once this morning if it wasn’t good.
I want details!
You at home?

No, I’m still at Ranma’s.

Oh, was sent with a thumbs up emoji.
I’ll text you later. I want details on Wednesday!
Have fun!

Following the last text was a creative series of emojis that was suggestive and crude, causing the blue-haired girl to laugh. The hot water was ready by the time she was done and she searched the kitchen for a tea pot and tea leaves.

After taking a quick shower, Ranma pulled on a pair of boxer shorts and a black cotton ribbed tank top. He reached for a pair of sweats before deciding against it. If Akane was comfortable enough to lounge around his apartment in her panties, she wouldn’t be bothered by him in his underwear. Toweling his hair off as he went, he walked towards the kitchen to find her making some tea. He paused and cocked his head to the side as he admired her ass.

“Can I have some of that?” he asked as he wrapped the small towel he was carrying around his neck.

Looking over her shoulder, the blue-haired girl gave him a smile.

“Sure.”

She grabbed two teacups and the teapot, taking them over to the table. She sat then she set one cup in front of him, filling it up before doing the same for herself.

Ranma took a sip of his tea, wincing at the acrid taste. She had put way too many leaves in the pot. He swallowed quickly, his eyes watering slightly, and he moved his cup away subtly.
“This looks great,” she said as she served them both rice.

She took a serving of tamago, moaning a little at the taste. It was either the best tasting eggs she ever had or she was really, really hungry. Probably a combination of both, she mused and she dug in. After finishing the first piece she reached for her tea cup and took a sip. She chocked, almost spitting out the offensive liquid.

“Oh my god, that’s awful!” She swallowed quickly then wiped her face with a napkin. “Why didn’t you warn me?” she asked accusingly.

“I thought you liked it like that!”

“Who would like that?”

Ranma shrugged, his lips twitching in amusement. She really was awful in the kitchen.

“I dunno but from now on, I’m waiting for you to taste everything you make before I try it,” he said with a grin.

Akane tried to scowl at him but couldn’t quite manage it. So laughing, she balled up her napkin and threw it at his face.

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After breakfast, the pair ended up on the couch cuddling, with Akane being the little spoon. Since the sofa was small, they had to press together pretty tightly to fit, not that either of them minded. It wasn’t long before the position effected Ranma, a fact the youngest Tendo was fully aware of as proof of it was pocking her in the back. His hands began to roam her body while he began to kiss her neck. She closed her eyes and hummed in appreciation as she tilted her head to give him better access. His hand found its way to the front of her panties and when he tried to slip his hand in, she swatted it away.

“Ranma, no.”

Thinking she was being playful, he moved his hand up towards her breasts but she grabbed his wrist before he reached his intended destination.

“No.”

Confused, he moved so that she was lying flat on the couch and he was hovering over her with a puzzled expression.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“Then why are you pushing me away, literally.”

“I can’t have sex with you right now.”

“Why?”

Akane chewed her lip nervously. She didn’t want to tell him the truth, since it was embarrassing but knowing him, he wasn’t going to let it go. Plus, she should be honest with him, should be able to talk things over with him. It was the mature adult thing to do. But it still sucked. She sighed a little, trying to push the mortification away.

“I’m a little…sore.”

Ranma grinned at her response. At first, he was worried as he couldn’t figure out why she was suddenly pushing him away. He wondered if she wasn’t in the mood but she seemed receptive enough when he started kissing her neck. Now that he knew the truth, he wondered why she was so reluctant to tell him. With the way she was riding him last night, it wasn’t a surprise her muscles would be a little sore and it seemed like an easy thing to solve.

“I can help you stretch your legs. In fact, there are several positions I can think of that can help,” he said with a leer.

The blue-haired girl blinked. And blinked again. She stared at him for a few moments, hoping he would get it but it didn’t happen.

“It’s not my legs. It’s been a long time since I’ve had sex. And we had a lot of it. With your size, I’m feeling a little raw,” she said with emphasis.

“Oh. Oh.” he said as the information finally sunk in.

He knew it happened to girls, he just never had one tell him about it before. That definitely put a crimp into what he had planned for the rest of the day. But it gave them a chance to try some new things while letting her pussy rest. Smiling, he began to push the tank top higher.

“What are you doing? I told you I was sore.”

“No, you told me we couldn’t fuck. You didn’t say I couldn’t eat you out.”

His hand palmed the underside of her breast, his fingers grazed her nipple, causing her breath to hitch.

“Unless you want me to stop,” he said as he began nibbling her neck.

She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling and only shook her head in response. She had been right, he had the most amazing hands that managed to already make her feel hot. He also had the most amazing mouth, the way he was kissing at her neck, twirling his tongue in small circles making her feel that was taking care of the needy. Akane wondered what else he could do with it.

He moved, taking her with him, so they were both sitting up and pulled the tank off her, throwing it over his shoulder as he watched her boobs jiggle from the action. As much as he enjoyed watching her tits, he preferred playing with them so he moved her onto her back again. He gave her a teasing kiss, his tongue tangling with hers, and his hand slid up her body until it reached her breast. He grazed the bottom swell before taking her taut nipple between his thumb and forefinger and rubbing it slightly. When he pulled away from her to watch her reaction, she looked dazed, making him smug.

Ranma began kissing her jaw, then her neck, as he moved down the center of her body, stopping when he reached her tits. Using the tip of his tongue, he traced the areola before flicking it over her nipple, causing her to moan. Ranma switched his mouth to her other breast giving it the same treatment and slipped his hand inside her panties. Running his finger over her wet slit, his finger became lubricated with her warm juices. He grazed his finger up until it reached her already engorged clit and he rubbed small circles over it, causing her to writhe and moan under him.

“Yes…” she moaned, her hand gripping the couch cushions.

She pulled his head against her breast in a silent plea for more. In response, he flicked his finger faster, matching the rhythm with his tongue. Akane automatically spread her legs further apart, trying to give him better access but her legs began to shake. She was so close. She bit her lip in anticipation and when she felt herself almost break, he slowed his fingers. She moaned again, but this time in disappointment. He looked up and she narrowed her eyes at the smirk on his face.

“Ranma!” she growled.

Her frustration only made him grin wider. “No coming until I get a taste of your pussy.”

Knowing she was already wound up, he pulled her underwear off and pulled her to the edge of the couch. He lowered himself and threw one of her legs over his shoulder, his eyes level to her glistening cunt, the pink lips already swollen from arousal. He licked his lips at the sight. She looked good enough to eat; so he did.

He ran his tongue along her length, getting his first taste of her. Her thick juices tasted slightly salty and musky, the flavor shooting right to his groin. He was already stiff but this made him rock hard and he was the one moaning. He used his fingers to spread her lips apart, giving him better access to her clit.

Akane lay on her back, feeling ridiculously exposed but not caring. She hadn’t had that much experience with receiving oral sex. The few times she had anyone go down on her it was awkward and she didn’t get off, so she never cared about repeating the experience. But what Ranma was doing to her had pleasure flowing through her entire body.

He wanted to slip his fingers inside her tight pussy, to rub that other sensitive spot inside her. The penetration and sensation of his finger pumping in and out of her would only add to her pleasure but since she was too sore for that he came up with another idea.

“Give me your hands.”

Even though she had no idea what he was planning, she didn’t hesitate to follow his command, trusting him implicitly. One thing she learned last night was no matter what he did to her, it felt good. He took her index and middle finger and placed them on her outer lips.

“Leave them here.”

He kissed the inside of each of her thighs before throwing both legs over his shoulders. Having her open herself to him left his hands free to play with her breasts, squeezing and twisting with her nipples the way she liked. When she began to moan he went back to work. He licked and sucked her clit causing her to squeeze his head between her thighs.

“Harder. Squeeze my tits harder,” she moaned.

Akane had never felt so aroused. His tongue was already doing amazing things to her body and with the added sensations she was getting with his magic fingers on her breasts, it tipped her over the edge. She closed her eyes and threw her head back. Clenching her inner walls, the orgasm starting in her spine, seemed to come over her entire body, the waves of ecstasy spreading everywhere.

Ranma moved his hands, putting one on her stomach and one on her legs to keep her in one spot so he could keep his tongue moving over her clit as she shook uncontrollably around him. If he were honest, he was never into cunnilingus. Performing oral sex on a girl always felt far more personal than straight sex or even getting head and it wasn’t something he ever really enjoyed. He knew that some guys really got off on it but it never did anything for him. Of course he learned how to do it well because he knew the reason so many girls were open to booty calls with him was because he could get them off. If he were a lousy lay, they wouldn’t bother. Also, Ranma had the constant need to be the best. That included being the best lay, which meant making sure girls came every time they were with him.

With Akane though, every breathy moan, every quiver of her legs, every demand for more turned him on and he finally understood why other guys liked eating girls out. As she began to relax, he moved her legs off his shoulders and replaced his mouth with his hands.

“Again. I want to watch you come. You make the best o-faces.”

Akane was too far gone to be embarrassed. He moved his fingers over her, bringing her quickly to her peak again. He watched her with her head thrown back, her mouth slack, her eyes closed, hiding those beautiful brown eyes from him.

“Look at me,” he demanded.

He wanted to see those expressive chocolate eyes of hers. She opened them, to stare into his. She licked her lips, her mouth seemed dry and full of saliva at the same time. She bit her lip as she felt herself break again. He watched her eyes go glassy and her struggle to keep them open in vein. She squeezed them shut as she cried out, falling back on the couch and he couldn’t help but feel self-satisfied. He wrapped his arms around her and positioned them on the couch, with her pressed against his side.

“Wow,” she finally said when she got her breath back.

His ego felt pretty damn good knowing that was all she could manage. He held her, stroking her side gently. He couldn’t help but hope that now that he got her off, she would return the favor. He had been horny earlier but now that he went down on her, he had a raging erection. He’d have to take care of himself if she were too tired or unwilling to give him head. He didn’t have long to wait or wonder, however, as soon as her breathing began to even out, her hand moved down his body. Her small hand slipped under the band of his boxers, until it was wrapped firmly around his dick, causing him to moan in response.

His cock was already wet with precum and she used her thumb to spread it around his tip. She stroked him gently as she nibbled on his ear and began working her way down his body. When she reached his navel, she paused to pull off his boxers, watched his erection spring free, and licked her lips in anticipation. She knew that men were visual creatures and that giving a good blow job was more than what you did with your mouth. So she put on a show. Akane grabbed the base of his cock, pump her hand up and down his shaft then leant down, running her tongue over the slit and then moved it in a circular pattern around the tip. She used his mushroomed head as she would lipstick, moving his cock around her lips before kissing the top. From the corner of her eyes, she saw him grip the edge of the couch and her lips curved into a small catlike smile.

Ranma watched with slight disappointment when instead of taking his dick into her mouth she jerked him off with one hand. When she licked his balls, he threw his head back. When she took on of his testicles into her mouth and sucked on it lightly, he let out a low hiss. It felt fucking incredible.

She did the same to the other side, trying to be delicate and taking care not to hurt him. Giving them one last lick, Akane then ran her tongue slowly over the length of him. When she reached the top she spread her lips slowly over the top of his cock until his mushroom tip was completely engulfed in her mouth, twirling her tongue around his tip. She popped him out of her mouth, running her tongue along the sensitive ridge before popping the mushroom tip back in and out, sucking on it. She loved the way his cock felt as it slid into her mouth, the smooth skin rubbing against her lips.

Ranma could only grip the couch harder, worried that he may grab her too hard if he did more. She was driving him crazy and still hadn’t taken him completely into her mouth. The anticipation was as arousing as it was frustrating.

Akane was a little nervous about what she wanted to do next. She’d read about it and seen it performed in porn and even some hentai videos but never tried it herself. She pulled him out of her mouth with a little ‘pop’, leaving a trail of drool from his cock to her mouth. She sat up a little higher until his dick was resting between her breasts, then she put her hands on either side of her tits and pushed them together. With his tip sticking up between her tits, she began rubbing her boobs up and down his shaft. She looked up, and from the look on his face, she figured she was doing it right. She lowered her head, taking the tip in her mouth again, this time sucking on the tip as hard as she could.

“Fuck. You’re gonna make me come,” he said a little breathless.

Her mouth was like a hoover and the pressure she created was incredible.

“Is that a bad thing?” she asked, glancing up, still rubbing her tits along his length.

“No. But…you said you’d deep throat me and I don’t want to miss that.”

“You remember that?”

“How could I not?”

She let her tits drop. Remembering how much he liked it last night, she licked her palm before pumping him but doing no more.

“How much do you want it?”

“A lot. More than anything.

“Then beg me for it.”

“What? ’Kane, stop teasing me.”

She squeezed him and licked her mouth slowly over his length. “Say, please.”

“Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me with your mouth.”

“Well, since you asked so nicely.”

There was something powerful about having a strong man like Ranma practically begging her to service him. She licked her lips then ran her tongue around his head again before opening her mouth as wide as possible and taking him into her mouth as far as he could go in one swift motion. His legs shaking, Ranma moaned, his face contorted in pleasure. Akane began to bob her head up and down, while pumping his base with her hand, giving it a small twist as she went.

Ranma gripped the edge of the couch, sure he was going to rip holes into it but he didn’t give a shit at the moment. He was in heaven. As she took his head back into her mouth, he thought it wasn’t so bad letting her be in control. With as enthusiastic as she had been with his finger in her mouth last night, he was sure he knew what to expect but it was nothing compared to this. She had teased him to the point that he thought he was going to go crazy. She gripped the base of his cock tightly, until his tip turned purple then creating a vacuum with her mouth, worked in fast. Pleasure rocked his entire body. His hands twitched with the need to touch her and he could no longer stop himself. Ranma ran his hands through her hair, pulling it back, so he could watch her better just as she sucked hard. In his excitement, he yanked too hard.

“Oww.”

“Sorry! I didn’t mean…” he spluttered and he let go of her head quickly.

“It’s okay. I like it when you grab my hair, just be more careful, okay?”

“’kay.”

She took his hands and placed them in her hair again. Akane stroked him a few times, kissing and working her tongue around his tip before she angled herself. Opening wide and flattening her tongue, she took all of him in her mouth.

Ranma’s eyes popped open in surprise as he went into her mouth and down her throat. She had said she was going to deep throat him but he thought that was just dirty talk, he didn’t think she would actually do it. It was incredible, the pressure on his head the feel of her tongue along his length. He hissed in pleasure when she grabbed his balls, massaging him lightly while she bobbed her head up and down. It didn’t take long before he reached his limit.

“I’m gonna come,” he said through gritted teeth.

His stomach muscles tightened, as she increased her speed. He tried to hold back but he could already feel his balls tightening when she sucked hard. His vision went white, as the first of his cum shot down her throat, pleasure ripping through his body as he bucked his hips under her.

Akane could only be glad that she had no gag reflex. She barely tasted his cum and continued to work him, draining him of every last drop. She only stopped when he began to grow flaccid in her mouth. She moved to the couch, kissing his jaw and rubbing her hand over his chest.

“Fuck,” Ranma groaned, shaking his head clear of the ringing in his ears. When he opened his eyes, he was glad he could see straight. “Fuck,” he said again once his breathing steadied. He pulled her against him and kissed her forehead. “That was fucking incredible.”

“Yeah?” she asked.

She stretched her mouth and rubbed her jaw subtly as she settled into him. It had been a long time since she had given anyone head and it looked like there was another part of her body that was going to be a sore. But the glazed and satisfied look in his face made it totally worth it.

“Yeah. Best blow job I’d ever had.” And he meant it.

She smiled, now feeling a little smug. She had always had a healthy competitive streak and wanted to be the best at whatever she did. One of the reasons she had been nervous about having sex with him was that she was worried that she wouldn’t stack up to the girls he had been with. It felt good knowing that not only could she pleasure him but that she could do it better than anyone else. She didn’t for once think that he was lying to her, it just wasn’t his style.

“You really wore me out. I need a nap and this couch is way too small for that.”

He never felt the o-comma hit him so hard. He stood up, taking her hand and leading them into his room.

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After their nap the first thing Ranma did was grab a bunch of snacks. He felt starved. Akane followed him out and settled on the couch and flipped on the TV. When he came back with arms full of food, she could only shake her head and wonder at how he could be constantly eating. Although the strawberry pocky did sound pretty tasty. Neither of them suggested leaving his apartment. There seemed to be an unspoken understanding that they both wanted to spend the day together, alone. It was an interesting day for both of them as neither one was the type to loaf around.

There seemed to be nothing good on and after twenty minutes of channel surfing the pig-tailed man was growing restless. Suddenly he had an idea and turned to the blue-haired woman.

“You wanna play a game?” he asked excitedly.

She rolled her eyes at him.

“I told you, I’m too sore for sex right now.”

“But…”

“My jaw is too, so don’t get any ideas,” she said with a shake of her head.

“I wasn’t thinking about sex. But it’s nice to know you were. And really, who can blame you when you’re around all of this,” he said cockily.

He winked at her, flexed his arm, and kissed his bicep. Akane snorted and elbowed him in the side. He rubbed his abdomen gingerly. Damn, she was strong.

“What I meant was we could play some video games.”

“Oh. Okay.” She shrugged. “I’ll give it a try, but I probably won’t be very good.”

“It’s fine. We’ll play something easy, like a racing game.”

Ranma pulled out the latest Grand Turismo and loaded it, handing her one of the controllers. He went over the controls and after modifying their rides, the race started. He glanced over and saw her face scrunched up in concentration as she pressed the wrong buttons and jerked the controller around. His lips twitched in amusement. Damn, she was just so cute.

“Uggh! Why am I so bad at this?” she growled as her car spun off the track for the third time.

“It could be the way you are using the remote. You know it only works when you are pushing the buttons. Moving the controller left and right doesn’t actually get the car to move that way.”

“I know that. Jerk,” she muttered under her breath but couldn’t stop her lips from twitching in amusement. “Damn. Twelfth place.”

“And I got first,” he said somewhat smugly. “Wanna play again?”

“Sure. I can only get better right?”

She didn’t. After losing five more games they turned the game off and played cards instead.
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Later in the day, they were back to watching TV, cuddled lengthwise as comfortably as his small couch would allow. Akane checked her phone and realized she needed to get ready for dinner. She was a little surprised that the day had gone by so quickly. Especially since they hadn’t done a single thing. Regretfully, she sat up and stretched before getting off the couch.

“What cha doing?” Ranma asked as he continued to lounge.

His gaze left the TV for a much more compelling image. From his angle, he had the most amazing view of her ass. It was firm and round, her soft smooth skin covered tantalizingly with skimpy black lace. He just wanted to take a bite of it. Instead he squeezed one cheek before giving her a nice firm smack.

Akane looked over her shoulder to see him grinning at her unrepentantly. She rolled her eyes for form, and kept the fact that she liked it a secret. It felt good knowing he couldn’t keep his hands off her.

“We are going to have to leave for dinner soon and I need to get ready.”

“Do you need to go home first to get some clothes?”

“Not unless I can borrow something. You mind if I grab a shirt?”

He eyed her up and down as she stood there still only wearing his cotton tank top. He stared at her blandly.

“If you think I’m gonna let anyone else see you like that, you’re crazy.”

She turned to face him fully, her eyebrows scrunched and her lips pouting a bit, giving him a pitying look.

“And you’re cute, thinking that you can tell me what to do,” she said in a cutesy voice, making her comment even more condescending.

She walked away without waiting for a reply, leaving Ranma gaping after her. He blinked as he tried to think of a response. He had been joking - mostly - and he was sure she knew that. But she had used the moment to tell him that despite their new intimacy, she wouldn’t tolerate being pushed around.

After a moment he could only shake his head in appreciation. He had never met a girl who had the ability to stand her ground in such an effective way. Much like the first time he had dinner at her house, she had completely shut him down without so much as raising her voice.

Was it any surprise that he was so infatuated with her?
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