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The Sweet Bargain	By : Imsadistic Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 7720 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ranma gasped as his Kuno pumped his hard cock in him, in slow thrusts and he pushed back against Kuno's larger body from his position of leaning against the shower wall. His head was twisted to the side so he could trade kisses with the taller man while, Kuno played with the other boy's nipples and stroked his soaped up cock in time to Kuno's own thrusts as Ranma moaned and sighed at the sensation.

Kuno gently nibbled on his lover's neck, his own body resting against his smoooth naked back as they made inpromptu love under the guise of simply a need to get clean. These were the moment he savoured the most with the other boy, when Ranma allowed Kuno to gently take him like this, it showed to Kuno how much he had come to trust him in the several months they had been together. Ranma definitely was not normally the submissive type. Not that Kuno would ever force him to do something he didn't want to do, but it was fun surprising him into letting Kuno impulsively make love to him like this.

He smiled as he tightened his grip on Ranma's hungry cock and pumped him faster from without and within, until they both came with a sharp cry and sharing one final kiss, they cleaned up properly and then left the shower.

"So what does Mousse have planned this time?" Kuno asked Ranma sourly.

Ranma turned to regard the handsome older man, he had grown his hair at Ranma's request, as to how his female self better suited longer hair and it now was just past his shoulders. He didn't much care for the length, but it was an easy matter to tie it back while male.

"I don't know; but it's probably as humiliating at ever" Ranma said with a sigh.

"You could say no" Kuno reminded him.

"I know, but I somehow, I sense that he really needs our encounters more than he will admit. Mousse seems so lonely" Ranma explained, splashing herself with cold water.

"You have a good heart...and tendency to collect lonely troubled souls around you" Kuno said ruefully.

"You ought to know" she said, slipping into a sheer black nightie.

"Okay have fun and don't forget we have dinner reservations in an hour and a half" Kuno reminded her.

"That should be about the length of time it will take you to get Shira ready" Ranma teased him.

"Hey, I'm a natural beauty as a girl. It's takes me no time" Kuno objected. "Now Mousse should be in your playroom. Go see the nasty little prick and then get ready yourself to go out" Kuno ordered her, giving her a playful swat on her full butt and she smiled in return.

Mousse was already undressed when Ranma joined him and she stepped forward and moved to embrace him, too used to being gently treated by her own lover to remember what Mousse didn't like, and that was; Ranma touching him uninvited. Mousse seized her offending hands before she could touch him.

"I told you, I don't want you to touch me unless I say you may" he raged at her.

"I don't understand why. Mousse, I could make you feel so good if you would just allow yourself to make love with me. Show me how you like to be touched" Ranma pleaded, reaching her hands out to him.

"Why would I want to make love with you?! I only intend to do that to Shampoo when she's my wife. You're nothing more than a sex toy on legs. I will only ever fuck you! That's all you're worth; even if you have your butt boy and all your stupid cunts fooled" he said, smirking in her face. "Here, do you like it when I touch you like this?" Mousse growled as he sharply shoved two fingers inside Ranma's soft pussy and started roughly fingering her as she gasped in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

"Please Mousse" Ranma cried.

"Please what?" he asked her.

"Please don't hurt me" she begged him.

Mousse just sighed and let his hand drop "I'll stop hurting you when you stop hurting me and admit to Shampoo that you want Kuno" he taunted her and Ranma gasped when she was slammed against a wall and pinned her there and her nightie was torn from her. "Can you do that for me Ranma?" he purred as his heavy cock lined up with her dampening pussy and his blunt head nudged forward almost gently, inside of her and she bit her lip and got ready to be entered roughly.

"I'm telling them all soon" she nervously said.

"What are you waiting for; for your precious lover boy to knock you up so that you can no longer deny that you're a sexual freak?" Mousse snarled into her face. "Will your kids be sex shifting perverts as well?" he taunted her and with a mighty heave, stretched and filled the unprepared girl and took her roughly, slamming her against the wall and Ranma cried out at the intrusion at the same time, Mousse sprayed his pent up lust into her and roughly let her fall like a broken doll to the floor when he was finished with her.

"Mousse what are you doing?" Shira cried as she came into the room wearing only a pair of black panties and Mousse suddenly felt ashamed at how he had gotten carried away. Mousse would never admit it, but he desired to possess the female aspect of Kuno as she was like no other woman Mousse had ever met; even Shampoo.

Whereas Ranma was attractive in a buxom farm girl sort of way, Shira was another kettle of fish all together. She was the palest person he had ever met, even amongst Caucasian people as far as Mousse could tell, she was saved from looking like a freak by the elegant arches of her eyebrow, the rich red of her full lips, her large blue elegant almond shaped eyes and how her wavy black hair now flowed to her shoulders. Then there was her sexy voice and how sensuously she moved as if she almost glided from place to place.

She had more of a dancer's body with full breasts and rounded hips, but she was slight with a long, slender torso and minuscule waist and nubile limbs and was deceptively delicate looking, as if made out of a combination of spun glass and porcelain. She was beautiful in the exaggerated way a fairytale princess normally is, in fact, perhaps one of the most beautiful girls Mousse had ever met. Ranma called her his Snow White and was extremely possessive of her; but then Kuno was off limits in either form.

There were things about her that Ranma had admitted to Mouse about her. For one thing, he found the starkness of her skin so erotic, he loathed for it to be interrupted on her body and apparently she had the softest Ranma skin had ever encountered. Every second day, Ranma shaved her pubic mount free of any hairs, right to her silken skin and then lovingly ate her out, also the dark pigment of her lips matched those of her ripe, upstanding nipples.

Mousse longed to orally pleasure Shira in that way, as Mousse had never done before with anyone. With Ranma, Mousse longed to punish her for how he had been hurt by his own love; but with a girl like Shira; he would be devastated to put a single bruise on her pearly skin. He longed to take her with all the tenderness he had in him to give, until she sighed his name. For her to take him within her body and give him the comfort he so craved or even for her to give him her special smile that lit her features from within when she looked at Ranma.

Mousse was a kind man in his heart, but he was hurting too much at Shampoo hands, in fact thirteen years of rejection was eroding his very soul. Now to have Shira in front of him, looking at him so angrily, Mousse felt ashamed. Yes he knew Shira, was Kuno, who sure knew how to take his lumps, but with Shira's silky honeyed voice and angelic appearance, Mousse got confused. When she looked up him through those hypnotic eyes of hers as if seeing into his very soul; it was impossible to believe.

Shira barely spared him a glance as she took Ranma in her arms and checked her for bruises and then frowned at Mousse in disapproval when she noticed Ranma's upset state at how tightly she clung to her. "Mousse, this is my girl and you can't keep on doing this to her" she said in a threatening voice.

"I didn't hurt her" he cried.

"Are you okay honey?" she asked Ranma.

"I'm fine" she assured her lover, unable to look at Mousse.

"Mousse and I need to have a talk" Shira firmly said. She dragged him into his/her bedroom and slipped on a black velvet dress that illuminated her skin beautifully. "Mousse this isn't working out. I agreed to let you share Ranma as long as she enjoys it" the petite girl said and she did up her zipper. "You're being too rough with her."

"I don't mean to be" he said, hanging his head in guilt. "It's not like you were Ranma's biggest fan not so long ago" he said defensively.

"Circumstances have changed" she said, indicating to herself sarcastically.

"I'll say, look at yourself. How can you call yourself a guy?" Mousse scoffed.

"I know that my manhood shall return with a douse of warm water. I'm comfortable this way and know Ranna loves me either way. Can Shampoo say that about your curse?" Kuno mocked him back.

Mousse rounded on him and stopped when he remembered it was Shira. "Go ahead; I can still take a punch in this form" she said, standing her ground. "Besides, tonight I am going out with the person I love and then we will come home and make love and fall asleep together. What are you doing tonight?" Shira demanded and Mousse was silent at this. " Either way, we're happy. I'm not saying it will last forever but if we break up, I won't settle until I find someone else who can accept me and my curse, if only to understand that I'm still me in either form. For now, we're seeing how this goes. We're both young and have plenty of time to figure everything out" Shira finished.

"So I'm not welcome anymore?" Mousse asked her.

Shira sighed and put her hand on his arm and he could feel the heat of it through his robe. "I'm willing to give you another try if Ranma is, but I don't like her being hurt and insulted like that. She's used to better treatment and deserves that. You have to let your anger go and realize it's not Ranma keeping Shampoo from you; but Shampoo herself. I don't think she's good for you. Shira told him.

"Do you like me?" he asked her in a hesitant voice, admiring the pale perfection of her beauty as she studied him; her eyelashes seemed to extend forever and her smile affectionate.

"Of course, you know were old friends" she said in a dismissive tone that made Mousse's shoulder's sag as she leaned over slightly, displaying the subtle, yet sweet curves of her high rear.

"Darn, this clasp is faulty again" she complained, trying to fasten a bracelet.

"May I?" Mousse asked.

"Sure" she agreed and wondered why Mousse took extra time to seemingly stroke her wrist as he fastened the clasp and looked questioningly at him with her head cocked. It took all of Mousse's restraint not to put his own lips to her own plush ones and sample the sweetness of her mouth, Ranma had been right; her the feel of her skin put silk to shame! However, he simply blushed slightly and leaned back and said, "all fixed."

"Ready to go baby?" the male Ranma interrupted when he came into the room, now dressed in a nice suit.

"I'm sorry" Mousse said to him.

"It's okay" Ranma assured him while Shira slipped into matching flats and he helped her on with her velvet cape that went with her dress. Shira pinned Mousse with her expressive eyes again and took Ranma's arm.

"Think what we talked about" she said to Mousse and he watched while the handsome couple left together. Mousse had to admit that although their relationship was odd, between the homosexual relationship and sex changing/bisexual aspects, but it seemed to work for them. Mousse couldn't help but feel envious at how lovingly supportive the unusual couple were with each other, while he walked back to the Nekohanten.

"Where you been?!" Shampoo, demanded in place of a greeting.

"I went for a walk; I needed to clear my head" Mousse lied, feeling troubled. "What are you doing for dinner tonight?" he asked her impulsively. He thought she might be willing to go eat with him if he didn't make it sound like a date.

"Why you ask?" she demanded.

"I thought if you're hungry, we could hit that diner you like so much" he suggested.

"Like Shampoo ever want to be seen with a loser duck boy like you" she sneered at him.

"I was just suggesting we go as friends" Mousse said with a sigh. "It's not like your precious Ranma has been around much" he added impulsively and then gasped when Shampoo hit him with a statue of a guardian stone lion and looked in shock when his hand came away with blood on it. "What the hell? You could have killed me!" Mousse cried bitterly.

"You not even man enough to mention his name. You lucky I no kill you this time, I try harder next time" Shampoo said with a smirk and departed, leaving Mousse still lying on the floor and bleeding from his head. He was too dizzy to seek medical help and went to his futon and lay on it still fully dressed, It was Cologne who found him unconscious the next day and called the ambulance.
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