Wet Dreams

Akane's sleep was restless. It was unbelievably hot and her dreams were strange and troubling. It didn't take much straining to hear him sneak through the window and tip-toe to her bed. **Ranma... Coming to pick on P-Chan again is he? Well I'll show him!** Akane pretended to reach out in her sleep to pull her pet closer to her but P-Chan wasn't there. **Oh yeah... P-Chan is missing again. Then why is Ranma here?** She wondered to herself as she felt him pull closer in the darkness. She wasn't afraid. After all, she knew Ranma wouldn't have the guts to try anything.



She felt his hand on her cheek and a soft, "Akane," escape his lips. Her eyes snapped open and she reached up one hand to strike him. He caught her arm in his firm grip and pulled her arm to his chest. "Don't worry Akane, I won't hurt you. You know I would never hurt you."



Akane's body relaxed slightly, because she knew, deep down inside, that what he said was true; he would never hurt physically, but emotionally…?



“Wha… What are you doing here?” Akane wasn’t quite sure what was going on, but Ranma’s presence was affecting her in strange and mysterious ways, making her feel breathless.



His smile gave her a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach, “I just want to watch you sleep. Can I?” His sincere eyes reflected the moonlight, and Akane was unable to resist them.



“I… I guess.” She lay back down, suddenly realizing that he was still holding her hand to his chest. She pulled it away quickly and looked up at her ceiling, “I’m not really sleepy tonight.”



“Yeah… It’s too hot.” She could tell by the sound of his voice that he was still very close to her bed.



“Ranma?” She spoke after a long moment of silence.



“Yeah?”



“Why are you really here?” She asked again, needing to get an answer, the answer: the one she had been waiting for.



He sounded a little nervous, and there was an element in his voice she couldn’t quite place, “Well… Um… Ever since China, I wake up with this nightmare and I need to make sure it hasn’t come true.”



Akane’s heart started to beat faster and that sensation in her stomach came back, “What nightmare? Ranma you can tell me.”



Ranma’s voice became muffled but she could still hear him, “It’s like China all over again, only this time… This time…” There was a huskiness in his voice that could only be explained by tears and Akane quickly sat up and hugged him from behind. She said nothing, just held him while his body racked with silent sobs. When he had calmed a bit, he turned and held her close to him. “I… I’m sorry, I just had to…”



“Don’t be sorry Ranma. You won, and I owe my life to you. You did everything you possibly could for me and I appreciate it. I really do.” She pulled away from him slightly and ran her fingers lightly down the side of his face before looking into his eyes. There was intensity there, it held her fast and she couldn’t pull away.This was what she wanted. In his eyes was the answer to a question she had never allowed herself to ask.



She pulled his head down to her and found that he was moving to meet her on his own. His lips met hers and the kiss was so sweet and short; it brought tears to Akane’s eyes. They kissed again; longer, fuller and deeper and Akane reveled in it, kissing Ranma with full abandon.



His hands moved down her back to her waist, pulling her full against his body. She could feel every hard, muscular inch of him and suddenly realized how much she loved Ranma’s body. So she touched him, pulling away slightly so she could run her hands down his chest. Needing to touch his bare skin she tugged at his undershirt, pulling it up and off. His skin was smooth and it contrasted to the steel of the strong, lean muscle it covered.



Ranma took the opportunity to run his own hands from the small of her back up her sides to cup her breasts lightly. Akane groaned and pulled away from the kiss as he ran his thumbs lightly over her hardening nipples through the material of her nightgown. Her head rolled back bearing her throat and he took up the invitation it left to him. His mouth found her fluttering pulse and Akane shivered as waves of pleasure coursed through her body.



Akane met his eyes again and she gave him a small smile as she reached down and pulled her nightgown up and off. She shyly met Ranma’s gaze again, almost afraid of his reaction.



Ranma’s eyes were uncertain, not disgusted or filled with overwhelming lust. Her name was a question on his lips, “Akane?” **Is this alright? Do you want to continue?**



His name was an answer, “Ranma.” **Yes Ranma. Please.** Ranma smiled and the look in his eyes changed. He leaned forward and claimed her lips again. Gone was any uncertainty, all that was left was pure need.



She leaned back and he guided her down, following her until they both lay on her bed. On their sides, face to face, they looked deep into each others eyes for several heart beats before their lips met again. Ranma’s hands, free from doubt, touched her freely, running down the curve of her spine to cup her buttocks and then back up to fondle her breasts. He seemed to be memorizing her curves.



Akane moaned into his mouth as they kissed, lips, tongue and teeth, the both of them loosing their inhibitions by leaps and bounds. Every wall between them had been broken down and now they were just two horney teenagers with no goal other then mutual satisfaction. Their remaining clothes disappeared quickly and Akane revealed at the marvel of Ranma’s well toned body.



She ran her hands over the muscles of his shoulders and over to the hard planes of his chest. He hissed into her mouth as her fingers brushed his nipples. She ran her hands downward, following the ridges of his amazing abdomen until she reached the bone of his hip. Smiling into his lips she reached around and grabbed handfuls of his ass, pulling him closer to her.



He groaned against her lips and pulled away, his gaze was dark for a moment and then he smirked. His mouth came back down to her, not to her lips but to her neck. He sent shivers down her spine as he left open mouth kisses there, tasting the salt of her skin. His mouth then claimed her breast and as he sucked at her nipple, her hips bucked. His name tore from her lips in gasps as her ravished her breasts, first one, then the other.



He didn’t stop there. Like an invading army set to concur an entire country his mouth continued its campaign down over her stomach. He flicked his tongue into her navel before continuing onward to his goal.



When his mouth found her she was hot and blooming, her folds wet and waiting, open for his pleasure. There was no teasing left in Ranma, he took, burying his face into her women’s flesh, his mouth assaulted her. He claimed her clit, suckling the hard little nub before fucking her with his tongue.



She could do nothing but moan and feel as he gave her wave after wave of intense sensation. He gave her no time to savor, he pushed her up and over quickly. When she shattered it was like and explosion centered on his mouth, sending shockwaves coursing through her body. She was a quivering mass of flesh, his for the taking.



His mouth tasted the last of her spasms and he moved back up claiming her lips again. She tasted her own juices as he positioned himself between her legs. Throwing her legs around his hips, she reached around to grasp his buttocks again. He groaned and it sent shivers down her spine and a fresh gush of juice as the cock she so desperately craved positioned itself at the entrance to her welcoming heat.



A loud noise outside her window sent Akane flying from her bed like a shot. She could stand only for a split second before her legs gave out.



Ranma was gone, and she was dripping wet and growing cold. **What the hell was that?** She thought, as her face grew hot. She and Ranma had been…



But it had all been a dream. She looked down at her body in wonder. Running her hands down her body she brushed her erect nipples and she hissed. Shaking her head sharply, she stood as soon as her legs would let her. Blearily she thought to open the door to her room and make her way to the bathroom. **I have to clean myself up.**



I was too late for a bath, but she could get rid of the wet panties and dry herself off. She quickly pulled down her pajama bottoms as soon as she had made it into the bathroom and tossed her panties into the hamper. By the time Kasumi got to them they would be dry. She then realized she hadn’t thought to bring a spare pair and with her blushing hot, she yanked her pants back up, just as the door to the bathroom opened. Akane’s face burned and her eyes filled with horror as the object of her lust stood before her. She couldn’t help herself, wanton as she was, her eyes followed the line of his form until they reached…



**KAMI-SAMA!!!** She pushed passed Ranma quickly and closed the door behind her leaning up against it, her legs weak. His penis had been...



She was still standing there when she heard his moan through the wood of the door.



“Ah… A-ka-neeee…”



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And it just keeps getting hotter at the Tendo’s. Stick around, we have one more chapter to go and it’ll be a good one.