Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Neko's Mate ❯ Neko's Mate Lemon Ranmakun ( Chapter 10 )

Finally, by popular demand: My attempt at a Neko's Mate lemon.

Hopefully, not too many of you are disappointed by my pathetic attempt at sexuality, but I'd still appreciate any suggestions to improve that anyone might have. While I enjoy lemons, I myself, am a romantic at heart, and don't like to write too crudely, so there will be a limited usage of crude words such as cock, cunt, fuck, and so on. I might do a more . .. hardcore style like this later, but for my first published forway I would like to try a more romantic style. I firmly believe you can be both erotic and arousing without being crude.

Crudity and four letter words do have a part here though. You'll clearly see how I differentiate different moments between my characters by the language used. (loving gently lovemaking or kitty mating vs. hardcore fucking or screwing)

I'm not going to jump into the middle of a sex scene, so this might work a little longer than other stories. Just bear with it and enjoy it as a story first, with the added extra of steamy sex somewhere inside. So it's long and I hope it will be excitting. The images I've been getting in my mind while working on this have certainly been exciting and I hope I've managed to put them into words somewhat pleasingly.

I'll be jumping from points of view a lot so I'll explain here how I'll show a change:

****** a line of these indicates a jump from human mind to neko mind.

--------- a line of these indicates one character to another( i.e Akane's thoughts/pov going to Ranma's thoughts/pov)

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Ranma was grinning wildly as he and Akane walked down the street. It had been a quiet week. The Amazon's had gone back to China to allow Shampoo to take part in the annual tournament and to take her final tests for womanhood. They'd been gone for a week now and weren't expected to return for another month or so.

The Kuno siblings had been dragged to a family vacation by their Hawaii obsessed father. The strange thing about that was that the kooky principal had decided to take them to the Swiss Alps instead of Hawaii. It was this fact that had caused the pair of twisted siblings to agree to the forced togetherness, having been prepared to fight to the death at the mere mention of yet another trip to the damned isles.

Ukyo had received word from her father requested her to return to the family home, and Konatsu had gone with her. She hadn't wanted to go, wishing to ignore her father's peremptory summon's but Ranma had talked her into going.

Ryoga was with Akari on her farm for the summer, having reached his home and gathering his dog to lead him around while on the farm. Surprisingly enough, the Lost Boy was failing at living up to his moniker, not getting lost on the farm no matter what occured that should have caused him to lose his way. Like, say: blinking, breathing, sleeping, or otherwise moving or looking around in a manner all living creatures perform.

Nabiki had won a contest and was spending two weeks at a resort for up and coming business students. It was a perfect opportunity for her to network with the rich and powerful and she'd leapt at the chance to escape the craziness that was Nerima.

Happosai had decided that his students were getting weak and soft and had dragged them off for a month long training session deep in the wilds of Africa. In other words, he'd seen an old National Geographic and had gone to spy on the tribes of topless women.

This all came together to allow him and Akane to have some quiet time together. Though neither would admit it to anyone, least of all each other, they'd spent each evening of the week out of the house together. They'd gone to a few movies, the amusement park, ate at nice quiet restaurants they'd always wanted to try but didn't wish to draw the attention of the crazies in their lives to. They were in all ways but spoken, spending their evenings on dates with each other.

Ranma laughed as Akane told a humourous story of her first day at school. He grinned as she mentioned how she'd tried to go in her gi but how her mother had made her wear a frilly pink dress. It was one of the few times she ever mentioned her mother, and it warmed his heart that she was comfortable enough with him to bring her up. Feeling giddy with happiness, he reached out with his left hand and grabbed her right, giving it a tentative squeeze. He held her hand, not releasing it and enjoying the faint blush on her face as she faltered for a moment before continuing the story.

Feeling a sudden urge to have her close, he pulled on her hand, releasing it only to slid his arm around her waist. He felt her freeze for a moment and held his breath, waiting for her reaction.

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Akane felt Ranma pull her close and his arm slide around her waist and didn't know what to do. Her feet stopped moving as she froze in her tracks. Her mind a jumble of words, thoughs, images, and desires. On one hand, the arm felt wonderful. On the other, it was a possessive gesture that she felt uncomfortable with. These thoughts and more tumbled through her mind as they stood there in front of an alley.

"Akane, are you okay? Did I do something wrong?" she heard through what sounded like a tunnel. She felt the arm start to release her and the pleasing warth of Ranma start to inch away and she reacted without though, leaning into Ranma and grabbing his arm to hold in it's place.

Struggling to control her voice, she answered her fiancee. "I'm fine, Ranma. You startled me."

She glanced up and was again captivated by how handsome her fiancee was when he grinned.

"I just thought, you know .. . everything is going so good this week that maybe it was time we . .. .Maybe it was time we had that talk neither has wanted to mention that we both know we need to have." He stated in a soft voice, as though afraid of her answer.

Akane felt a burst of fear and elation. Ever since the failed wedding- ever since the events at Jhusendo, she and Ranma had known that they'd had to have a serious conversation about their relationship and the possibility of any future for them. Though neither mentioned it, they both knew how they felt for each other. Akane kenw that she loved Ranma and that he knew she did. She also knew that Ranma loved her and knew that he knew she knew. It was the same with Ranma. He knew he loved her and that she knew it, and he also knew that she loved her and was aware of her feelings for him.

The tension in the house had been nearly unbearable recently. If it wasn't for the constant interuptions of their combined rivals/suitors, she knew that something would have happened between them. What that something was, she didn't know. She just knew that it was getting harder and harder every day to live in the same house as Ranma and to be forced to refrain from acting out all her fantasies, both innocent and extremely perverted.

It had gotten to the point where she had to pleasure herself senseless just to be able to sleep without causing a mess. It had been a shock to awaken one morning and find that she'd somehow managed to soak all her linen and bedclothes with the results of the very erotic and explicit dreams she'd had the night before. She'd been so ashamed that she couldn't look at Ranma for several days aftwerwards without memories of the pleasure they'd heaped on each other in her dreams beginning to affect her again.

Ignoring the growing heat low in her belly at the thought of those dreams, Akane turned Ranma again. "I think you're right. It's been festering way too long now, Ranma. Let's go home and have that talk."

Grinning Ranma reached down and placed a kiss on her startled lips. Despite being surprised, Akane's body reacted faster than her mind and she threw her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. She pressed her lips tighter against his, thouroughly enjoying the sensation of her first official kiss with her fiancee. She moaned as Ranma's arms circled her, pulling her even tighter to his body. She could feel something hard poking against her heated center and pulled away with a gasp. She threw a startled glance down, noting the prominent bulge in her fiancee's normally loose pants. Her gaze came up to meet his with a glimmer of wonder and awe. She'd known that Ranma loved her, but until this moment, she hadn't really been sure if he'd wanted her in the same way she wanted him.

Whispering, she asked, needing to know. "Is that because of me, Ranma? Do you really want me?"

Ranma nodded and blushed, trying vainly to cover the obvious evidence of his excitement. After a few moments, it subsided enough to be somewhat hidden by the loose folds of his shirt and the pair started the walk back towards the Tendo home.

They hadn't made it more than half a block before Akane felt Ranma freeze in his tracks beside her.

Puzzled, she turned to face her fiancee. "Ranma? What's wrong?"

Before her fiancee could reply, she heard what had gained his attention. A look of understanding crossed her face and she started to drag her petrified fiancee away from his greatess fear, but it was too late.

The cats, attracted by the smell of tuna and chicken from the bag of leftover's of their meal, had stormed out of the alley, leaping for the sack and the treats it contained.

Seeing their target, Akane ripped the bag from Ranma's hands and tossed it back into the alley but it was too late.

Akane watched as Ranma dropped to all fours and took a familiar stance. She gulped as she tried to figure out how she'd be able to convince Ranma to come quietly with her to find water to turn him human again.

She waited for Ranma to look at her, but he just stared into the alley, sniffing the air. She wondered what had gotten into him. She'd never seen him act this way in the nekoken before. His entire body was trembling and his aura was expanding to a size she'd never witnessed before.

He turned to look at her and her eyes widdened in a mix of fear and shock. His normally soft blue eyes were filled with hunger and desire. His lips parted and his tongue peeked out to slowly wet them. A vibration, not quite a growl yet not quite a purr, started in his chest and thrummed through her body, causing her to quiver. He sniffed in her direction and his face grew more and more wild while the sound grew louder. He took a step towards her and she blushed wildly as he buried his face in her crotch.

Akane's face matched her fiancee's favorite shirts. She stood stock still as Ranma pressed his face more firmly into her most sensitive area. Even through the heavy cotton of her dress, she could feel the pressure of Ranma's nose and chin rubbing against her, as well as another sensation. This one was not quite as strong, but much more agile. She closed her eyes and moaned at the sensations running through her as the object she realized was Ranma's tongue started stabbing directly at her clit. She could feel her panties getting wetter by the second and leapt back in fear. No matter how good it felt, she couldn't allow Ranma to do this to her in public.

Breathing heavily, she watched as Ranma turned confused non human eyes to look up at her. "Ranma, we can't do this. Not here." she stated, having almost forgotten that Ranma couldn't really understand her.

Ranma's head tilted and he made a quiet meow of puzzlement. Akane sighed as her mind cleared from the haze of pleasure to remember that her fiancee was currently not human at the human. "Let's go home, Ranma." she stated to nekoRanma, motioning in the direction of the Tendo Dojo.

Ranma's face cleared and the hungry look came over his face again. He faced the direction she had pointed and made the same inquisitive sound before reaching out and prodding her crotch with one of his hands.

Blushing Akane took a moment to process what Ranma seemed to be asking. She slowly nodded, knowing that he might not understand her words, but some part of him understood the gesture as an affirmation to his question.

Ranma roared out his pleasure, causing the gathered throng to scatter in fear. Akane squealed as Ranma threw her onto his back and took off towards the dojo by way of the roof tops. She squirmed into a comfortable position, clinging to him with her arms around his neck, and her thighs around his waist as he leapt from roof to roof. He was ignoring her added weight as he soared distances of, at times, more than fifty feet with each leap.

Akane exhilerated to the feeling of flight and to the feel of her body rubbing and bouncing against his powerful form. Her groin was pressing and rubbing agaisnt Ranma's tailbone and the top of his muscular ass. Her already soaked panties were starting to ride into her slit due to the friction of her motion. She was certain that her juices would soon soak through her dress and start to dampen Ranma's shirt and pants. She wondered for a moment if she'd made the right desicion by silently agreeing to allow nekoRanma to . . . to. .. . She blushed furiously, unable to complete the thought even in her own mind.

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nekoRanma was happier than he could ever remember being. His mate had finally agreed. She was in heat and he'd shown her the proper respect and now, they were racing over the giant stone dens to reach their own where they would finally be mated. He could feel her squirming against his back as he jumped from den to den, the heat of her center burning through the false fur coverings they wore to sting his back. His arousal was straining painfully against his leg coverings and he dearly wished he could just stop and tear them off and mate his mate, but he knew that she would be angry with him.

He hadn't understood the human sounds she'd mate when she'd pulled away while he tried to taste her center, which had been driving him crazy with its wonderfully addictive scent. He had understood that she wished to mate with him, but wished to do so in their own den, where the other humans wouldn't be able to see them.

His mate was strangely shy of showing her form to others. It was odd to him, since she was by far the most attrive female he could ever remember encountering. She was strong and fit, with muscles in the right places and soft, pleasing curves that were neither too big like purplefur or too soft like flatstick. She was the perfect balance of female sensuality and raw, brute power. He'd known it the minute he'd seen her. She drew his attention like nothing else in the world. Before seeing her through his own eyes instead of through his human self's, the first time he'd been in control of his body since meeting her, he'd known that he'd have to find someway to influence his human self.

He'd felt the human part of himself drawn to her as well, though he'd fought it. He could not allow that and though he'd previously only been aware those all too rare times when fear had forced him to awaken, he found himself sitting in the back of his human self's mind, aware of all that was happening. Thanks to the human self's understanding of the events and words, he'd known what it all meant. Though he couldn't talk to his human self, he'd been able to nudge him into the right direction towards claiming their mate at times.

The first such was after pigidiot's stupidity had nearly taken her life, instead tearing the long fur that used to hang from his mate's head. Provider had straightened the loose ends of the attractive silky blue fur, and he'd managed to force his human self to admit that he liked the new style in her fur.

Other incidents occured in time. The next major one was after travelling to giant woods againts the insanely large creatures living there, and his human self had managed to somehow convince their mate to return with them, leaving the forgetful boy to stay with them. He'd sublty influenced his human self into taking their mate's hand, a human courting ritual similar to head butting or tail batting. That was the first time nekoRanma could remember trully feeling fear since the first time he'd awoken in their body. Forgetful boy was the only male he felt who had a real chance at taking his mate from him, and he was grateful beyond though that he and his human self had won her back after she'd ran away from their den to join forgetful boy in the giant woods.

Grinning, he paused, savoring the feel of the wind flowing over his face the heat of his mate pressed snugly against his back. He deepened the purr he'd started, enjoying the pleasant wriggle his mate made as the sound vibrated through her. A rush of fluids soaked through her false fur to dampen his and he grinned wildly, turning his face for a moment to nuzzle her cheek.

She grinned back and gave a genlte lick on his cheek, near the corner of his lips. His groin gave a lurch as she giggled, one hand sliding from around his neck to gently stroke his chest. His gentle purr became a low growl, and her hand reached further down to gentle touch him low on the belly, near his aching member. She whispered something into his ear in her human sounds, and though he didn't understand the words, he did understand her tone. It was an urgent, hungry tone that sang out in his ears and caused his blood to heat more than he'd thought possible.

Releasing another roar of triumph to the creatures living in the dens, he leapt from the roof, hitting the ground and racing for their den as quickly as he could, sensing his mate's growing eagerness to join with him.

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Akane whimpered as another small orgasm tore through her body as she bounced along on Ranma's back. If anyone had told her that she could come just from getting a piggyback-or in this case, considering his hatred of pchan- a kittyback ride from Ranma, she would have bashed them with her mallet as a matter of principal. She would not have wanted anyone to speculate on what might bring her such pleasure where Ranma was concerned.

Somewhere during that wild ride over the rooftops, all doubt had left her. Akane gave herself in to the feelings coursing through her powerful body. Tonight, she was willing to let go of the restraints that normally guided her and allow herself to act on the feelings that secretly ruled her. She would allow Ranma to bring her home, and eagerly accept him into her. He'd been in her heart for so long, allowing him to take her was a mere formality. She belonged to Ranma and tonight, she would let him take her however he wished. She knew that he wasn't really himself at the moment, but more than any one else, she knew that nekoRanma was more real and closer to Ranma's real self than the arrogant baka he showed to most of the world.

Ranma was a very sensitive and caring person. He'd had to grow the arrogant, insulting, pigheaded baka shell to hide himself from his father's abuse and to shield himself from the pain of loosing friends when his father's crimes forced them to flee. Though he rarely spoke of the journey, she knew that his father had been very cruel to him and that he'd been forced to do things that went against his honor and his heart.

She was the only one that he allowed to see, those few rare times they'd been able to keep from argueing, just how hard he took his father's insults and his rivals hatred. He wanted to be friends with everyone, and it pained him that Ryoga and the other's couldn't get past their incomprehensible hatred to be his friend. He would, and on several occasion's had, risked his life to save even those who professed to want nothing more than his complete and total destruction.

An many occassions, he had to fight in order to save or protect her, risking his own death and humiliation as though he didn't care for himself. Like she was the most precious thing in his life. Though she'd never have admitted it before Jhusendo, she'd known for a long time that Ranma loved her, even if neither was able to say the words.

Tonight, she would allow herself to finally show her fiancee, her heart's lover, how she felt for him. The nekoken just allowed him to bury his human ego and pride and show his feelings, no matter how trivial. She'd known that since the first time she'd seen him under it. She didn't understand how she knew, she'd just known. It was more than his actions, more than his rage when others came near her. There was something that seemed to leak out of Ranma and into her, a connection she had previously refused to examine. His feelings, from love and happiness, to anger and sorrow, were as clear to her as a transparency under heavy light.

She sometimes couldn't understand how anyone could look at Ranma and not know what he was feeling. Maybe it was because he rarely made eyecontact with anyone other than herself or Kasumi unless he was figthing them. And in those cases, he only allowed his ego and anger show through. He would never allow a rival to see what he trully felt towards anyone or any of the events surrounding them.

Her thoughts were derailed as Ranma paused on the last of the highrise roofs and turned his head to nuzzle her cheek. Feeling giddy at the realization that she was eager for them to reach home and all the pleasure that was waiting for them there, she licked his cheek, knowing that to Ranma's currently feline mind, it was a strong signal of acceptance of his bold mating dance.

She giggled at the look of possessiveness mixed with submisseveness that crossed his face. The thought struck her that while she might be giving herself to Ranma, Ranma would also be giving himself to her. She was immensely proud that Ranma had chosen her, and wished dearly that she could converse with this side of Ranma, when he would be unable to hide from her, so that she could ask why she had been lucky enough to have earned his love and devotion. She whispered into his ear, begging him to hurry and get home.

She winced slightly as Ranma roared into the night, blushing at the thought that everyone in this part of town would wonder at the source of the sound and that many of her classmates who knew about the nekoken would leapt to the obvious conclusion. There was no mistaking the possesive joy and pleasure in the window rattling roar, and though it hurt her ears, the rest of her body quivered through yet another minigasm sweeping through her. She squeezed her thighs more tightly againts Ranma, riding the wave of pleasure by rubbing herself against him. This caused him to commence moving again and they were soaring through the air, falling rapidly from the ten story building to hit the cement as softly as if they'd simply leapt from a stool. The moment Ranma's feet hit the ground, they were off, racing down the street to the approaching sanctuary of their home.

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nekoRanma leapt the wall circling their dwelling and allowed his mate to dismount from his back. He immediately missed her warmth and pressed his side against hers as she opened the door into the den. He scampered into the safety of the den, eager to claim his long awaited prize. He turned to pounce on his mate, only to find himself staring at a closed door. Puzzled he looked around, not seeing her. Sniffing the air, he caught her scent heading towards the upwards path that lead to the private dens in the larger family den.

Grinning and purring, he slowly stalked towards the path. Reaching the first of the odd stones that lead up, he paused as he caught sight of the false furs and foot pads his mate wore to protect her hind paws. Taking a moment to savour the pleasant scent caused by the wafting from the inside of the hard coverings, he decided to mimic his mate and kicked off his own paw coverings. He continued up the steps, finding another item from his mate's coverings. This time it was the body covering that protected the upper part of his mate from the weather. He took a moment to bury his nose in the soft furs before slicing his own coverings from his body.

Another few coverings found the other half of the covering, the part she wore over her lower legs. The scent of her pleasure soaked the garment and he took another moment to pull the large wet spot into his mouth for a faint taste of his mate's pleasure. He dropped the cloth and used his claws to tear his own leg coverings and left the scraps on top of his mate's.

As he reached the final steps, he found the final parts of his mate's false furs. The strange looking part she wore to hold her breasts in place was placed on the railing. On the ground right in front of the final step was the last piece of his mates garments. They were soaked through with her juices and Ranma's mouth watered in time with the leaking his member's fluid. He rubbed his face in the material, causing his face to be coated with his mates fluids. He licked his face clean as best he could, before again rubbing his face into the dripping material. He wanted to have his mate's scent on him when he took her.

He tore the final contrainst off himself and stood nude in the hall. He took a moment to rub his erection against the wet material so that it too would smell of his mate when he approached her. Striding purposefully, he made his way down the path to his mate's door. He was not surprised to find it slightly ajar, though it was her habit to close it firmly behind him. He nudged the door open and paused as he caught sight of the most beatiful thing he'd ever witness: His mate was on all fours, her dripping sex pointed directly at him as he stood in the doorway. Her face was turned to him and he jumped as she gave an attempt at a purr at the sight of him.

He marched to her proudly, keeping his eyes locked with hers until he was close enough to press his face into her sex. He breathed deeply as he wriggled his nose and chin against her. He growled when she pressed her hips towards him, silently imploring him to continue. His tongue flicked out and started to drag her wonderful fluid into his eager mouth. His mate was making human sounds again, but he wanted to take some time to taste her, wishing to bond with her fully. He understood that this manner of pleasure was a very strong ritual among humans and he wanted his mate to know that her pleasure was just as important to him, in his nekostate, as it was to his human self. Their joinings, and there would be many, would be for both pleasure and to bring cubs into the world. It was not just about his pleasuring himself with her form but for her pleasure as well.

He ran his tongue through the wet folds of skin of his mates sex, seeking the nub that he remembered was the center of a female's pleasure. He'd felt that same pleasure during those rare few times his human self had explored their female form. He had not expected anything could have been as wonderful as when his female form had exploded due to his human self's stroking and pulling of that nub. He'd event taken some time to test it himself, on a few of the occassion's he'd been incharge of the female form, rubbing the female sex against the ground, or a convenient tree. He'd even rubbed it against his mate's hind paws without her realizing what he was doing at the time. It was different from the feelings of his male form, but just as enjoyable. He wondered if his mate would attempt to mate his female form next time he woke in control of that body.

He gave a purr as his tongue flicked a nub near the top of his mate's sex and her body jumped against his face. He licked it eagerly, enjoying the smell and taste of his mate's fluids as they coated his face and ran into his mouth. He didn't mind taking this time to pleasure his mate if he would be rewarded by her delicious tasting juices.

It took a few moments, but his mate started thrusting against his face and her moans grew in volume and intensity. The juices flowing over his face became thicker and the taste somewhat richer. Recognizing the movements from what had happened to his human self, he placed his lips around the nub and suckled it like a cub suckling a teat. He was rewarded as his mate screeched and a rush of fluids splattered his face. He gently suckled as his mate thrashed around as waves of pleasure ran through her body. When she stopped rocking and collapsed to the ground, he followed, his tongue digging through the folds of flesh to find her opening and thrust into her, mimicking what he was soon to do with his now painfully rigid member.

He looked away from the wet sex to catch his mate's eyes and stood as tall as he could on all fours. He grinned as his mate's eyes scanned down his body to glimpse his member and widdened in surprise. He could make out the bobbing of her throat as she swallowed and he was pleased that he could surprise her. So far this night, she'd been doing all the surprising.

He crawled up her prone body, allowing his member to gently butt against her legs until he neared her sex. He pressed the drooling head of his member against her folds and hissed in pleasure as the heat of her sex soaked into his tip. He kept his eyes locked with her as he moved his hips to push against her. She whimpered beneath him as the large head dragged through the soft folds to press against her entrance.

Slowly, Ranma started to push against the entrance. The head forced the pulsing flesh and slowly sank into his mate's clutching depths. Only a little more than the head was in before he met with a resistance and he felt his mate tense beneath him. He paused to allow his mate time to adjust to his intrusion. When she started to relax, he again pushed, slowly stretching the evidence of her purity to the breaking point. The thin layer of skin broke and several inches of his member sunk deep into his mate, causing her to squeal in a mix of pain and pleasure.

He again paused to allow her to get used to having his member inside her, even if his instincts were to thrust fully into her and keep thrusting until he released his seed.

But he took his time and waited for his mate to demonstrate her desire to continue. It didn't take long for she soon pushed her hips back against him, taking another inch into herself. He hissed as her warmth and wetness surrounded him and pushed the rest of his member into her depths, the head now pressing against a much more solid resistance. He savoured the moment, leaning down and placing a human kiss on his mate's lips. Her head was turned to face him and there was a startled/surprised look, as though she couldn't believe that he was finally, completely and irrevocably, inside her.

nekoRanma purred as he slowly withdrew from her grasping sex, drawing the inner folds outwards with his member. He pulled back until only his head remained inside. He paused for a moment before thrusting his member back into her, forcing the folds and muscles to part beneath his steel like rod. He again paused as his head hit that obstruction and his testes pressed against her outer folds.

He started a slow rhythm of withdrawals and thrusts, enjoying himself immensely. From the sounds his mate was making, and the way her sex was beginning to squeeze and pulse on his member, he could tell she was enjoying this as much as he was. He took his time, slowly increasing the pace of his thrusts to a speed that was both pleasing and comfortable for them both. He could have thrust faster, but he wanted to prolong their pleasure, so he took it at a slower pace than his instincts were demanding. He purred as his mate began thrusting back to meet his thrusts and pulling away as he withdrew, matching his pace. He leaned in and licked her ear, purring loudly with happiness.

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Akane couldn't believe how much she was looking forward to what was going to happen once they reached home. All the feelings that she'd repressed since meeting Ranma were coming out and she was just as eager as her fiancee to get home and finish what they'd started. She could feel her excitement grow as Ranma leapt over the wall of the Tendo Dojo compound. She got off of his back at the door and fumbled with the lock.

She barely had the time to open the door before Ranma bounded into the room. Seeing that he had bounded into the living room, a thought struck her and she gave a wicked grin and giggle. Racing up the stairs, she removed her shoes and stockings, leaving them on the bottom step. A few steps later, she dropped her sweater. Reaching landing, she removed her skirt and flared it out so that the rather prominent wet spot caused by her excited secretions was clearly visible and also so that the vent would send the scent wafting down the stairs.

Grinning wickedly she reached the top of the stairs. She unclasped her bra and placed it on the bannister railing. She removed her wet panties, taking a few seconds to rub them into her leaking passage. She carefully placed them a few inches from the last step. She hurried to her room, feeling oddly free at running through her childhood home completely naked.

She entered her room and paused, wondering what to do next. She knew she only had a few moment before Ranma picked up her trail and grinned. Ranma was currently thinking like a cat, and a cat he would get. She moved to the middle of the room, closing the door just enough to block any one from seeing into the room. She got on all fours, pointing her wet sex towards the door, wanting it to be the first thing Ranma would see when he came in. She reached between her legs and tugged on her labia, spreading her flushed lower lips as much as she could. Her body shivered as pleasant waves travelled her nerves to be processed in her brain.

Eager for her lover to arrive, she watched over her shoulder as the door slowly swung open, revealing the crouched form of her fiancee. She giggled at the shock appearent on his face as his eyes locked on her pouting sex. She wriggled her hips, and in another spur of the moment inspiration, purred as best she could.

Ranma's eyes snapped up to meet her's and she was startled by the intensity of the feelings reflected in them. She stared in awe as Ranma puffed himself up and strode into the room, a rather large and erect penis swaying under him as he stalked towards her. Her eyes widdened in fear as she caught sight of the seemingly immense tool that would soon be forcing its way inside her. A moment of panic shot through her as she wondered if it would even fit.

The panic was banished as Ranma's face burried itself in the soft wetness of her flesh. She whimpered at the sudden pleasure quaking through her and gave a start as Ranma's tongue started lapping her like he usually lapped at bowls of cream or milk. "Oh kamisama, Ranma! Please, no more. Just do it! Stop, please stop, it feels too good....................... Raaaaannnnnnmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaa." her words trailed off into a senseless shriek of pleasure as Ranma's mouth found and encircled her swollen clit. A single coherent thought went through her mind: 'Masturbating never felt this good, no matter how much I rubbed my clit.'

Eventually, her body collapsed as the waves of energy ran their course. She fell forward, mind blank as she ever so slowly floated down from the heights of pleasure. She lazily turned to look at her fiancee, idly noting that his tongue was till lapping at her folds. She could make out part of his face, and there was a greedy, hungry expression on it and she wondered what had cause nekoRanma to perform such a feat even as she admitted that she was glad he had done so. She whimpered again as his tongue stabbed into her, reminding her that there was still a not so little matter for her to pay attention to.

She watched as Ranma stood to all fours while licking her juices from his face. Her eyes travelled again over his muscled form, a form that had been the ideal of manliness from the first moment she'd seen it in the furo. Her eyes grew again at the sight of his excitement. For the first time she noted that it was glistening in the light from her window and that the tip seemed to be drooling. Her mouth watered at the sight and she wondered when she'd get the opportunity to return the pleasant favor he'd performed for her. Her fantasies had often involved performing oral sex on both of Ranma's forms, and it was her favorite image for her lengthy sessions in the privacy of a bath or in the dubious safety of her room.

She watched as Ranma dragged his cock over her legs to press against the pursed lips of her sex. He pressed it against her a little, parting the folds. He was too far forward to sink directly into her, and the massive head dragged through the soaked lips of her cleft before reaching the pulsing flesh of her entrance. She gave a groan as he pressed forward again, slowly pressing the tip against her until the opening had no chance but to give and allow it entrance.

In a dim corner of her mind, she knew that if he had tried entering her without all the lubrication her juices and his own leakage were providing, it would be extremely painful for her. Her flesh wasn't opening so much as it was beeing crushed into parting. It was a mildly unpleasant parting, but with all the other sensations floating through her, it only added to her pleasure. The head popped into her and slid in a few inches. She gave a gasp of pain as muscles she'd never known she'd had stretched for the first time. Behind her she felt Ranma pause and was grateful that her lover could feel her silent request plea for time.

After a few moments, the mild burning went away and was replaced by a pleasant fullness. During those many solitary sessions, she'd only felt a deep, aching emptiness, and the thought that she would finally, thanks to her beloved Ranma feel the fullness she'd always craved set her off in a mild rush of sensation. She could feel him pressing against something inside her, and she knew that he'd reached her barrier.

He paused again as she gave a slight whimper of pain, unable to contain it despite her best efforts. She knew that the barrier had to be broken, and she'd read enough and heard enough from her friends to know that it could be quite painful. She slowly allowed herself to relax, concentrating on the pleasant feeling of the few inches of hard flesh inside her. She pushed herself back, silently asking her lover to continue.

Ranma pressed his cock against the barrier, slowly stretching it. Akane could feel it and it was indeed uncomfortable, though not the painful event she'd been secretly fearing. He again paused after the barrier tore and several more inches of his tool shoved into her. She allowed herself to become adjusted to having his girth and length stretching her inner muscles. When the pleasure started to wipe out even the memory of pain, she pushed back, taking another inch of his shaft into her.

She whimpered and moaned soundlessly as he pressed the rest of his shaft into her, going slowly but steadily. He didn't stop until his entire length was pressed inside her, the head squashing against the bottom of her vagina, a part she knew to be the opening to her womb. He paused when the entire thing was inside, allowing her to get used to having all of him inside and she was again grateful. He was as well hung as his name implied and it was a new sensation for her. She watched over her shoulder as he slowly withdrew his shaft. She could feel the muscles of her pussy clamped onto him as they were being drawn out with his shaft and was amazed at the sensation. He pulled almost totally out, leaving only the head inside her. He paused for a moment, locking his eyes with hers before he started to push himself into her again.

Muscles and flesh that had been pulled outwards with him struggled to part under the massive pressure of his thrusting member. Her voice rose into a keen of pleasure at the sensation and ended in a squeal once it was once more fully lodged into her. She panted wildly as he again drew himself from her depths before slowly pushing back into her.

She continued panting and vocalizing her pleasure as he began a steady rhythm of thrust and withdrawal, thrust and withdrawal. She quickly caught the rhythm, and not wanted to be a silent partner, began to push back to meet his thrusts and pull away as he did. Ranma leaned in and started licking her ears and neck as he kept up a steady pace, seemingly content to take as long as he could before seeking their final release.

She, however, was getting impatient for that release. If all that they'd done before was nothing but a prelude for this, than she was slightly fearful for the intensity of her release. She'd nearly passed out when Ranma started suckling her clit, and the sensations building inside her now were nearly as strong as those she'd felt then. Ranma's penis was rubbing against an extremely sensitive spot when he pressed in, and the feelings she'd felt in her clit were similar to what she felt when it rubbed that spot. Only this time, it was spread throughout her pussy and had a deeper feel. Not to mention the shooting blasts of pleasure she felt when Ranma's cock head pressed against her cervix.

Eager to feel the final release, to feel Ranma explode inside her, she started thrusting back more quickly, concentrating and trying to control the pulsing and grasping of her sex. It distracted her from her pleasure but she was barely able to control the muscles. She knew that with a little practice-something she was more than eager to work on-she'd be able to control those muscles as effortlessly as she did those in her arms and legs.

Ranma seemed to catch her not so subtle hints and started to increase the pace of his thrusts. She tried to purr as Ranma was doing, but her breathing was too ragged to do more then the occassional rumble.

Soon Ranma was driving into her and she was whimpering and groaning wildly in pleasure at the feel of his iron hard rod slamming into her. She glanced over her shoulder and watched, feeling a moments shock to see Ranma pull comepletely out of her before plunging the entire length into her at a speed rapidly approching his chestnut fist.

She was thrusting her hips back to meet his plunging rod, enjoying the feel of the heated steel rod parting her flesh. Just moments before, she'd been afraid she wouldn't be able to take any of that shaft into her and now Ranma was pounding it into her as quickly as she usually stroked her clit when she pleasured herself.

Soon however those long speedy thrusts became short, powerful thrusts. His speed became ever higher and his cock started to twitch inside her. Due to his size, Akane was able to feel every twitch and quiver of the hard tool and though she'd never experienced it herself, her previous conversations with friends and her furtive reading habits told her that Ranma would likely soon empty himself inside her. The thought of the man she loved filling her with his seed, of his penis spurting the hot, thick cum she'd only seen on the rare times she'd snuck a porno movie from friends, set her off. Her back arched and she cried out her pleasure as her inner walls closed around Ranma's shaft as tightly as her fist crushing stone.

The sudden increase in pressure and friction set Ranma off and he gave several chestnut speed thrusts into her before his seed started spraying out of the end of his shaft. He was so big, and there was so much spurting into her, that it shot down along his shaft and ran out of her sheath. The sensation of the pulsing jets of fluid striking her inner walls, each with the force of a finger poke, sent Akane even higher, and she felt her mind slowly collapsing into pleasure. As she faded into unconciousness, she could feel Ranma's thrusts slowing, but now each thrust was accompanied by a matching spurt of seed into her depths. She smiled at the though of being filled with the life giving essence as it was given to her freely by the only man she would ever love.

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nekoRanma grunted as he slowed his thrusting into his mate, a wave of lassitude passing over him. He could feel his mate's inner walls relaxing slightly as the waves of her pleasure ran their course. His thrusts died with the last spurt of his seed into his mate's sex. He savoured the after effects of the pleasure he'd just experienced, even as he felt his member slowly softening and shrinking inside his mate.

nekoRanma licked his mate's ear as he withdrew. He felt a wave of smugness as his withdrawal caused a great rush of his seed to come pouring from her depths. He watched for a moment, as the mixture of his seed and her juices ran out of her body. He cocked his head as a soft snore reached his ears and he grinned. He'd done what he'd set out to do: Bring his mate as much pleasure as he possibly could so that she would be eager to continue to allow him to mate with her as often as possible.

Judging from her having passed out into sleep, he knew he'd succeeded. He was exhausted from his exertions, and he curled up next to his mate, placing his face near her's so that that first thing she saw upon awakening was his face. He also hoped that his human self would remember what they'd done, for it would be a shame if any part of him didn't remember something so important in their lives.

He and Akane were finally mated. Even now, his seed rested inside her, seeking the other half he knew she contained inside herself. Hopefully, the two would indeed join and a cub would grow inside her. Idly, he wondered if his mate even knew that she was fertile right now.

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Ranma woke and snuggled deeper into Akane's bed. His body was still exhausted and he held Akane tigher to himself. Sleepily, he placed a kiss on her forhead while enjoying the pleasant warmth of her body. He felt himself stirring against her thigh and wondered what the best way to wake her would be.

The desicion was made for him as he felt her hand grasp his stiffening shaft and squeeze, causing him to give a strangled moan of pleasure as the blood flow increased. His shaft jumped to full erection and her hand had to loosen, as it could not fit around his girth. He whimpered as it slid up to the top and her thumb started rubbing the sensitive underside just below the head.

"Akane?" he asked, checking to make sure she was awake.

"Ranma?" she replied sleepily as she shifted to slid off his body to have better access for her stroking hands.

"I remember." he stated simply, knowing she'd understand what he was talking about.

Her head shot up, a mix of joy mingled with surprise. "You do? You aren't just saying that, you really remember?"

He traced her beautiful face with a fingertip, savoring the shivers of her naked body against his side. "The only thing I can't understand is why you let me . . . why you let us continue without bringning me out of the nekoken."

Akane's hand stilled it's actions. She turned away from him and sat up, before turning to face him again. Her head tilted to the side and the light streaking in from the crack in the shade's filtered through her hair, giving her a halo of golden light. "I wanted to show you that I love you Ranma, and that means I love every part of you. That includes your neko side." Her hand reached over to caress his face. "I've accepted it as just another part of you. When you started sniffing my crotch in front of the alley, instead of feeling angry, all I felt was kind of turned on. I've been thinking about making love to you for a long time now, and with everyone gone, last night was the first opportunity for us to act on it."

She paused to study how Ranma was taking her speech. Seeing him nod for her to continue, she took a breath and spoke. "If we'd been able to have our talk last night, I'm pretty sure I would have found some way for us to do what we did. I love you, Ranma, and I have for a long time. There is nothing in the world I want more than to be your wife and the mother of your children."

Ranma grinned. The finger tracing her face stopped as he looked into her eyes. "You know, I think I know why I've gone the nekoken so quickly and easily lately." He slowly slid his hand down to cup one of her breasts, circling the nipple gently with the pad of his thumb.

Akane moaned at his touch, trying to concentrate on his words. "Oh? Why?"

he moved up and suckled on the nipple, which was hard and erect like a miniture version of her clit. "You're fetile. If we really look back, I think we'd see that those days were I went so easily into the nekoken are a direct match to those days that you were ovulating." He grinned while studying her face.

The thought that Ranma had noticed something so personal should have angered her. Instead, it made her insanely happy. The thought that he was able to keep track of her monthly cycle so easily was comforting to her. It meant that they'd always know when the best time to try would be when they were ready . . . to . . . have . . . children. Ovulating. Fertile. Oh shit.

Akane bolted to her feet, staring down at her fiancee. "Ranma? I'm fertile? That's why you ... .why we. .. . Oh god, I could be pregnant!" She started pacing the room, stopping only when she noticed the amused look on Ranma's face.

"What the hell's so funny, Ranma? This is all your fault! Sure, I want to have your kids, but we're too young!" her hands flexed and she really wished to bash him with her mallet, but found that something was holding her back.

Ranma stood and walked towards her, laughing internally as he noticed her eyes dip down to his bobbing penis. He slid his arms around her and gave her a hug, ignoring for the moment the heat of her sex pressed against his own. "Akane, I don't think you're pregnant. My neko side's sense of smell is very good, and I don't remember your scent changing. I'm pretty sure it would, even this early on. And even if it didn't, my neko self would have been sure to sense the change in your aura. The spark of life that would have been created the moment our cells joined would have shone brightly to him. And if not to him, I would be able to sense it."

"Would you, Ranma? Are you that sensitive to my aura?"

Ranma grinned and kissed her again, eager to demonstrate at least this much of his true self. Somewhere in between their lovemaking, he'd learned to access previous levels of power he had denied himself before. "Right now, Akane, Kasumi is in her room, feeling vaguely embarrassed by the sounds she heard coming from in here last night. She's also happy for us, and a little sad and jealous of you for having someone to love. Your friends, Yuka and Sayuri, are currently at a diner near the Nekohanten. Hiroshi and Daisuke are at the arcade. Sasuke is at the Kuno mansion, and judging from his aura, I don't really want to think about what he's doing right now. My mom is at her house, feeling very happy and eager to come over for a visit. She's curious about learning more about me, and is looking forward to being able to ask about my training without Pop around to lie to her."

Akane just starred at her fiancee. She'd never known that he could feel aura's from so far away. "Wow. That's amazing!" she stated, pride for her fiancee running through her.

Ranma grinned. "No, what's amazing is that we've finally had some time alone to talk and have made love. You, Akane, are the most amazing person I've ever known, and I don't know if I'll ever be able to tell you exactly how much I love you and how big a part of me that you are. Without you, nothing else matters. All my training, all the lies and crimes I was forced to commit because of Pop . . . . It's all been worth it to be able to know that you love me."

"I feel the same way, Ranma." Akane wiped a tear from her eye, and sniffled, pressing her head into Ranma's shoulder, taking comfort in the feel of his arms around her. "Everything that's happened, all the problems caused by your father's stupidity, all the times Nabiki sold information about us when we looked to get closer. Even ... even my mother's death. Being here with you, now. That makes it all worth it."

Ranma cuddled her head. "Well, almost all of it. Nothing can make your mother's death a good thing, Akane. Not even our relationship. I wish I could bring her back for you. She's always been there for us, Akane, even though she's dead."

Akane smiled up at her fiancee, before reaching up and placing a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you, Ranma." she whispered. She slid her hand between them, gripping his throbbing shaft. She giggled, rubbing the leaking head against her belly. "Last night was trully special, Ranma, but there's one thing I always wanted to do that nekoRranma didn't give me a chance to."

Grunting as she continued to stroke his length, he spoke. "One thing?"

Akane laughed and turned, pressing her back against him. She rubbed her ass against the hard rod, enjoying the feeling of power it gave her over her fiancee. "Well, there were a few others, but nekoRanma woke up and took care of some of them."

Ranma groaned and shifted slightly so his cock was gently craddled between Akane's butt cheeks. "Others? Woke up? I don't remember waking up. Just us getting her, my licking you a bit and then making love to you before falling asleep." A frown crossed his face. "Though I distinctly remember falling asleep next to you on the floor and we woke up in the bed."

Akane grinned and squeezed her cheeks together. "Well, nekoRanma woke up and made love to me several more times. So much in fact, that I started to get sore and he-you- whined a bit. Then I though of a possible solution before I remember from a lot of the hentai books I collect."

Ranma blinked, enjoying the way Akane was rubbing herself against his cock. "You collect hentai?"

Akane chuckled, reaching between her legs to grasp his hot length and pull it to stick between her legs. She rubbed her labia and drooling cunt against the length of the shaft, coating it heavily with her juices. "Everyone collects hentai, Ranma. Even me." She groan as one of Ranma's hands went back to fondling her breasts while the other reached between them to play with her clit. She whimpered in pleasure. "Someone's been practicing." she stated huskily.

The hands paused for a moment before continueing to stoke her flame. "Do you mind?" he asked fearfully.

"Hell no! I'd think something was wrong with you if you weren't at least curious." Turning her head, she pecked his cheek. "Besides, I'm really enjoying the results of your practice. I can't wait for the chance to 'practice' with your female form myself."

Ranma grunted as Akane's hand tickled the head of his shaft. "What were you saying? about my waking up and doing something from your hentai books?"

Akane grinned. "I think I've had enough talk. I think I'll show you instead." She pushed his cock back, pressing it against the tightly closed muscles of flesh. She pushed back, grunting as the head of the huge shaft spread the tight ring of flesh. Luckily, her previous actions had had the effect of lubricating Ranma's shaft enough to part the tight ring of her rosebud. She pushed back until Ranma's shaft was buried in her anal passage. "I've always enjoyed looking at anal sex. Last night, after the 9th time you woke up and fucked my cunt it was too sore to take anymore so the next time you woke, I pressed your cock against my puckered asshole. It was great. I couldn't believe that the whole thing would even fit inside me. But I figured if my pussy stretched enough to take it, than my ass would just have to stretch too." She pulled away and pushed back, taking his hands and placing htem on her hips. She started the cycle, creating a rhythm for him to follow and he eagerly started pumping her tight passage. Her legs were getting quivery, and she grabbed the back of her desk chair to support herself as Ranma slowly began to speed his thrusting of her ass.

Moaning she savoured the feelings coursing through her. Her ass was even tighter than her cunt had been, and she felt even more filled then she had last night. Hearing Ranma mutter under his breath as he pumped his cock into her was intensly arousing, possibly even more arousing than his purring and growls from the night before. His words become clearer as he pleaded his love for her and she decided that she much prefered his being human, though she would be far from adverse to another visit from nekoRanma.

Soon his thrusting started to become deeper and faster. He was thrusting in and out of her ass as quickly he'd done the night before to her twat, pulling the entire length out only to thrust it fully back into her. She leaned forward further, draping her hanging breasts over the back of the chair and allowing some of her weight to be carried by her ribs. She reached down between her legs, thrusting several fingers into her dripping sex. She rubbed her thumb against her throbbing clit, completely enjoying being fucked by Ranma. Making love to nekoRranma had been nice, but this, this was trully exciting. She could feel herself approaching climax and from the way Ranma was thrusting into her with the short hard thrusts she'd come to love during the several sessions the night before, she knew he was close to his own explosion.

"Do it Ranma!" she hissed to him over her shoulder. "Fuck me. Fuck my ass. It's what I've wanted, what I've deserved since the day you arrived. I belong to you, Ranma, I'm yours. You can take me anytime, anywhere, any way you want. My twat, my ass, hell even my mouth. Anytime you need it, just grab me and I'll be ready for you. Man, cat, or woman. My body is yours for the taking." she stated through the panting of her breath. She could feel Ranma taking her words to heart for he starting the amazing Chestnut thrusting he'd done for each of his dozen climaxes the night before and she tried to squeeze her ass muscles as tight as she could.

The tool in her ass started throbbing and she felt the first of the many splatters of his boiling seed into her passage. She groaned as the sensation of being filled took over and the waves of pleasure exploded from her cunt. She yelled out her pleasure, completely caught up in the moment of surrender to her lover. The waves rolled over her, a new wave seeming to start with each jet of seed spurting into her. She gave a few thrusts against the spurting rod, using her tight passage to try and milk it dry of the essence of life.

Eventually Ranma's cock stopped spurting as his balls emptied of all the seed they could carry and he stopped thrusting, collapsing against her back. Akane was now supporting all her weight, as well as most of Ranma's, on her ribs, for her legs had given out during her orgasms. It wasn't very comfortable for her ribs, but she enjoyed the feel of his body against her back and the softening tool still lodged in her ass.

She was half asleep when she felt Ranma's head move so his mouth was near her ear. "Hmm?" she questioned, not yet able to fully form the words.

"You mentioned that there was one thing nekoRanma wouldn't let you do." he breathed into her ears. His breath tickled and his words brought up a startling array of images into her mind. "What was it?"

Akane grinned and forced Ranma off herself, turning to wrap her arms around her lover. She gave him a kiss, holding it until she could feel him stiffening against her again. "I wanted to return the favor for what you did before you took me."

Ranma's jaw dropped as he stared at her in shock. "You mean....?" he asked.

Licking her lips again nodded. "Umhum. I've wanted to do that ever sincee I saw you in the furo that day. Hell, I wanted to do to your female half what you did to me." Her arms slid from around his neck and her hands gripped his shaft again, causing him to groan. She frowned, squeezing a little again to be sure. Yup, that was a definite groan of pain, not pleasure. "Though it looks like it's going to have to wait. It looks like MiniRanma needs to rest a bit before mommy can kiss him better."

Ranma groaned at her stated, finding it a trifle embarrassing, even after everything they'd done since the night before. She was right though, he was a little sore, despite being as hard as ever. A thought occured to him and he grinned down at his fiancee. "You mentioned that I could take you anytime, anywhere, anyhow. You serious?"

Akane tilted her head to study her lover's face. "Of course. I meant everyword of what I said. I love you Ranma. All of you."

Ranma's grin widdened. "Good. Because as I understand it, we both seem to be curious about a certain water related option that seems to have slipped your mind."

Akane's face light up and she hugged her fiancee. "You're brilliant! Let's go!" she stated, starting for the door. Realizing that she was all alone, she paushed and turned to face her lover, her hands on her hips. "Well? Are you coming?" she demanded of him.

"Not yet, but I'm sure you'll correct that soon." he stated, striding to her side. He carress the plump flesh of her ass. "I was just enjoying the view." He slapped her ass cheek, causing her to jump. "Well? Let's get going!" he parroted back at her.

Taking his hand, she shook her head ruefully while dragging her lover down to the bathroom for some cold water. She waved at Kasumi as her sister peeked out of her room, not noticing the flushed expression or Kasumi's shock at seeing her and Ranma walking through the halls naked. It was a good thing for Kasumi that Akane didn't notice her eyes linger on Ranmas' throbbing shaft, because now that they were finally lover's, Akane would be absolutely furious of anyone trying to see or touch her property. After all, it was like she'd realized the night before.

She'd given herself to Ranma completely, and Ranma had or would soon be giving, himself and herself completely to her. They were one being now, married in their hearts, if not in the eyes of those fools around them. She looked forward to the day when they would be acknowledged as such by everyone.

They reached the bathroom and Ranma entered first. Akane waited for the splash of the water signaling her lover's change before entering. As a final courtesy to her already shocked sister, she firmly closed and locked the door before turning to her female fiancee, eager to explore all the options of their newly changed relationship. Options that suddenly seemed nearly endless as she took in the beautiful redhead sitting shyly with her back to her.

Grinning, she walked over to her fiancee and hugged her from behind, carefull to avoid the ample breasts. "I love you, Ranma Saotome. You are my husband, my wife, my everything."

The redhead turned in her arms, a look of adoration on her smiling face. "I love you, Akane Tendo. You are my wife, my lover, my everything."

They kissed gently, knowing in their hearts that all was finally going the way Fate intended.

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Two Lonely Souls

Joined as One

Together for now

and Always.

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AN:

So what do you think of my first published lemon? I hope you enjoyed it, and if you're curious about some of the events I eluded too, you can read more of my Neko's Mate stories at fanfiction.net in the Ranma section.

Though this can be considered a oneshot or standalone story, it is related to those Neko's Mates stories.

I will be writing a story exploring the relationship between Ranmachan/nekoRanmachan and Akane.