In Heat

I do not own Ranma ½ or its characters; Rumiko Takahashi does and I make no money from writing this story.

Okay one more with Ranma-chan and Mousse. I might do another chapter of the other one, haven't decided yet.

Sid

Mousse woke with a groan and wondered: a. where he was b. why he was tied to a bed with padlocks and chains c. why he was naked.

"Oh good you're awake" a voice said.

He squinted at the fuzzy person and vaguely made out a pale, red blur through his horribly nearsighted eyes "who are you?" he asked.

"It's me Ranma" the feminine voice said.

"Ranma what is all this? Release me at once" demanded the confused Amazon.

She walked closer to him, with him squinting in a certain way he could make out that she wore a brief pair of panties and a matching red bra and wondered why she was wearing feminine undergarments. "Sure I'll release you in more ways then one Moussie Woussie, we're going to have lots of fun together" she said and stroked his cheekbone, he ducked his head away from the caress and shuddered at what her words implied.

"What?" he asked in confusion and shuddered again at the predatory leer she was giving him.

"It's simple, we're going to make love" she spelled it out to him.

"I can't, I love Shampoo and I'm saving myself for her" he protested.

"I've heard that sex is much more satisfying for a girl as they can have multiple orgasms, therefore I want to try it. I thought about the guys I knew and chose you. Ryoga would blab it around town if I had sex with him and Kuno is too obsessed with me for my liking. So I thought about you, I know that you'll keep your mouth shut because you'd be afraid about Shampoo finding out" she said and started finger walking her fingertips down his firm belly in the direction of his groin.

"Get your hands off of me!" he demanded. He squeaked when she pinched his nipple.

"Really Moussie Woussie, you should be pleased. I'm the hottest girl in town" she said. "Everyone wants to get with me and I've chosen you. I must say that you are the pick of the litter. So this is what you been hiding beneath your baggy clothes and thick glasses?" she said examining him with appreciation. He was pale and gorgeous...no beautiful. His features were fine, his mouth rather generous, with high cheek bones and the emerald green of his large eyes were made more poignant by the Asian slant to them. His chest slimly muscular with pecs and a six pack, he was virtually hairless except for his soft, silky looking pubic triangle from which the pale shaft of his still unerect cock curled sweetly to the left and nice sized balls hung. His legs were long; on the whole he looked delicious.

"I won't, I can't. I must be pure for my wedding night" he cried.

"You and that bloody Shampoo. What's so special about that bimbo anyway? She's mean, vindictive and beats you" Ranma said rolling her eyes.

Mousse's jaw dropped that she would talk about his Shampoo that way. "You will cease saying these things about my darling Shampoo" he cried.

"Whatever, what happens here tonight has nothing to do with her" Ranma said. "It's just you and me lover" she purred and stroked his thigh, his trembling skin seemed finer than silk.

"Ranma you can't do this to me" Mousse cried, he tugged ineffectually at his bonds.

"I think that you need other options, you're always going on about love. What I want to know is how much experience you've have at it?" she said winding a strand of his long silky hair around her finger amorously. She wasn't touching him to any great degree yet, she was just invading his personal space enough to keep him on edge so that when he was forced to give into pleasure it would be all the sweeter. His blush told her that he was a virgin; she'd already figured that out but wanted to hear it from him. "Well how is that possible? You live with Shampoo; surely you must have played doctor together while young or snuck into her room while Cologne was away?"

Mousse blushed again "I would never do that to her!" he snapped.

"Why not, she seems ripe for it?" Ranma said causally.

"I can't make love to someone who doesn't love me back" Mousse said in a voice so low that Ranma could barely hear him.

"Well I'm fond of you if that helps" Ranma volunteered, brushing her fingertips gently down his chest, causing the Chinese martial artist to shrink back against the bed far as he could.

"Please I'll help you find another man" he pleaded.

"I want you gorgeous" she purred. She stood up and examined her cowering prey. "I would love to experience you giving me pleasure with your mouth, but I don't trust those teeth in so sensitive an area. So I'll have to provide my own stimulation while you watch" she said.

"I won't" Mousse cried.

"You're a teenaged boy, of course you will" she said slipping his glasses onto his face so that he could see clearly.

She leaned over a picked up the bottle of massage oil that she'd brought and unfastened and removed her bra in a languished manner. Mousse couldn't help take note that there wasn't a hint of sag in her large breasts. She gave him a teasing smile and drizzled the fragrant oil over them. With a mischievous smile on her face she rubbed it into her skin to make her breasts all shiny, she moaned and arched her back when she pinched and rolled her nipples between her fingers. Mousse couldn't look away and his treacherous body began to respond to her erotic display. He gasped when she stood up and wiggled out of her panties with the skill of an exotic dancer. Mousse found out the hard way that Ranma was a natural redhead. She sat down again and teasingly spread her legs apart to show him her strawberry quim. Raising the bottle again she drizzled a liberal amount of the oil over the smooth plains of her belly to drip down into her nest of red curls. She rubbed it into her belly in smooth, gentle circles and then she ran a finger down her slit until it parted her pink pussy lips. Mousse watched as she limberly parted her legs into almost a full side splits, so that he could see the now glistening petals of her sex and even her entrance itself.

"Like what you see?" she teased the blushing boy and then she started lightly pinching her clit, her moans built as she strummed and ground her fingers onto her tender bud. Mousse tried to look away but he was entranced at the sight of her smooth, glistening tight body as it heaved with each hitched breath as Ranma approached her climax. He was now fully aroused. Just a hair way from her orgasm, Ranma stopped herself.

"I want my first climax to be on your cock" she said panting, while her face was flushed.

"Ranma no" Mousse cried as she advanced on him.

"You'll love it" she promised and sat down beside him, with lots of concentration, he managed to make himself go soft. "That's not fair, I guess I'll just have to do a little something I learned about on the internet" she said.

Mousse tried to shrink away as she lowered her head and began feathering light kisses onto the sensitive skin of his neck around his collar bone. He shuddered when her oiled breasts brushed his skin, he could feel the harden points of her nipples. With gentle fingers she explored each dip and groove of his smoothly muscular chest and arms while she kept up her burning trail of light kisses down his body until he was squirming. He moaned out loud when Ranma teased his man tits with her lips. He gasped when a velvety tongue snaked into the sensitive flesh of his belly button. Knowing where she was going, he tugged against his bonds against, he groaned in protest when the soft inner flesh of his thighs was lightly bitten. Then her tongue licked his lightly furred balls. Mousse moaned as first one the other was drawn into the silken cavity of her mouth to be lightly suckled on while her tongue rolled all around them. It was an intoxicating sensation. He felt her release his balls and then a tongue lapped the mushroom head of his cock until it found the sweet spot and the same wicked mouth engulfed the shaft of his penis. He tried to repress the moans as tongue, lips and fingers took him to a places he'd never been before. Ranma appeared to have no gag reflexes and took him easily down her throat. Mousse moaned in disappointment this time when she stopped.

"You like that? I've been practicing for you on a carrot" she said.

He lay back gasping, disappointment warred with relief. "You had enough?" he asked with a glare.

Ranma gave his fully erect cock a loving squeeze; it was a nice size, about eight inches. "No I'm going to make love to you now" she said.

Mousse's heart froze in his chest, he was about to be raped by his worse enemy and he couldn't do anything about it.

"W-what about protection?" he stammered in fear.

"I doubt that I can get pregnant" she said with a shrug and removed his glasses.

"Aren't you worried that you might give something to me?" Mousse said with a snort.

Ranma narrowed her eyes at him "So you think that I'm a whore? I'm a virgin. I've never slept with anyone. If I were to have sex with even one of my fiancées, they would declare us married" she explained. "I want my first time to be bareback. You're going to enjoy it" she said and straddled his hips. Mousse shuddered when he came in contact with her oiled pussy lips. He tried twisting his hips, but she placed her hand around him to hold him still. Mousse could feel himself sinking inside her wet pussy and begged "please Ranma, don't do this. I'll give you anything else. I'll orally pleasure you, whatever you want" he cried while praying to any deity who might be listening for intervention. None appeared to listen to him.

"I want you to make me cum" she said and impaled herself on the struggling boy with a swift lunge. She whimpered slightly when he burst through her hymen, Mousse stopped writhing like an eel in shock to realize that she really had been a virgin and how tight her hot slickness was as her walls hugged him. Ranma waited until the pain dissipated and started moving on him experimentally until she found her sweet spot and angled so that each thrust hit it. Mousse was miserable but excited at the same time and joined her with inexperienced strokes until they found a rhythm that suited them both. Her first orgasm hit her hard and she pulsated down his length while she cried out, he just managed to hold back, not willing to quit her silken walls quite yet. She sought to kiss him but he moved his head away from her lips, not willing to surrender his first kiss to her. She rode him as hard as she could while her hands rested on the hard plains of his muscles. Mousse pounded back at her and came with a grunt; his hot seed spilling inside her caused her to come one more time. Ranma shrieked loudly as her whole womb pulsated with multiple orgasms. She rested her head on his shoulder after she collapsed. With a contented sigh she got up and stretched, not seeming to notice the hostile looks Mousse was giving her.

"Man I needed that, my last orgasm was so intense I thought that my uterus was never going to stop spasming" she said. She looked down to see blood on her thighs and blushed when she realized that it was alsoon Mousse's dick. "Guess I really was a virgin" she said sheepishly.

"Let me up" he said feeling hollow and more wretched then he ever had in his life.

"In a second" she said left, only to return a few minutes later. She had brought with her a warm cloth and used this to clean Mousse's dick free of any trace of their 'love making' he submitted to this final indignity in silence.

"Okay I'm going to let you go. Do you swear on your honour as a martial artist that you won't try and take retribution, or shall we attempt round two?" Ranma said with a wolfish grin.

"I swear, now just let me go" Mousse said. She unlocked his limbs and presented him with his clothes. He dressed quickly without looking at her and went to leave.

"You're a better lay then I would have thought, call me when you want to do this again" Ranma said facetiously.

"There won't be a next time" Mousse said refusing to look at her.

"Yes there will, you don't understand, I'm Ranma who's desired by all" Ranma bragged.

"You fail to realize that I'm one of the few who doesn't. I hate you and what you did to me. You took my soul from me; I can never marry Shampoo now" he said.

For a second her cocksure expression floundered "get over yourself Mousse, it was just sex" she said.

"No Ranma, it was gift that was intended for my beloved Shampoo. I've never even masturbated before" he explained and left without another word.

Ranma could only sit there contemplating about what virginity really meant to some people.