Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Ranma's Hour of Darkness ❯ Chapter 05 ( Chapter 5 )

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Ranma's Hour of Darkness - Chapter 5


Disclaimer - I own neither Disgaea nor Ranma 1/2.


Further disclaimer - This chapter is lemon.


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I'm not sure what I was expecting when my lord opened the door, but the surprisingly normal-looking room wasn't it. The whole room is wood, and off to the left there's a grandfather clock, and a fireplace with a giant white bearskin spread out before it, with the head still attached. Past that there's a door on the wall.


As we walk in to the room I see a big four-poster bed to the right, with a huge sliding glass door behind it that opens out onto what looks like a private balcony. On the wall in front of us is the biggest television I've ever seen, and just to the right of that there's another room.


As my lord opens the glass door, I look in the other door and find the bathroom. The shower is huge, and the inside has benches to sit on. 'I wonder why there isn't a furo?'


Walking around the television I look into the other room, and find a small kitchenette. There's a phone on the counter, and a small refrigerator. Checking the closest cabinet, I find it full of sake and other liqueur.


"Ranma, come here," my lord calls from outside.


As I leave the kitchenette, I see Marcia kneeling on the bearskin, running her hands through the fur happily. Heading out the glass door, I find my lord on a platform built onto the far part of the balcony. She's standing in front of a large outdoor tub, next to a covered towel stand.


I watch as her clothes shimmer and then disappear, and she steps into the tub. "Get undressed and come in here. The water is really warm!" she says.


As I undress, Marcia comes out onto the balcony looking uncertain. Before she can say anything, my lord says, "Come and join us too, Marcia."


She eagerly starts undressing, and I can tell that she's happy not to be left out. I climb the stairs onto the platform, and as I step into the tub I find that the water is perhaps a little hotter than a furo is normally. There's a bench built into the tub running all the way around it at just the right height to keep my head above water when I sit.


"Cindy, wasn't what Happosai was doing uncomfortable?" I ask.


She shakes her head, and says, "No, he's quite good at that. It felt very nice."


"Whenever he does it to me, it feels horrible," I say.


"Maybe you're just not giving him enough time?" she suggests.


I shake my head. "I don't think that I'll let him try it," I say.


Marcia steps into the tub, and when she sees me looking at her, she pauses. I can tell that she's posing for me, so I take the time to look her body over. Her breasts are fairly small, with pert pink nipples. Her hips are only slightly wider than her waist, and her slit is hairless and pink. I can feel her happiness grow as I look her over.


Finally, she settles into the water, and leans against my right side. My lord slides over and leans against my left side, and I lean back and put my arms around both of them.


After a while Marcia says, "Ranma, why does he touch you like that?"


"Oh, right. It seems like you've been with me for a lot longer than just an hour or so, Ma-chan. I have a curse. I turn into a girl when I get splashed with cold water. Hot water changes me back," I explain.


"What do you look like when you're a girl?" she asks curiously. Instead of being repelled by the thought, I can tell that she's feeling intrigued.


I motion towards my lord, and say, "Cindy is wearing my girl form right now. I look exactly like her."


She leans around to look and my lord asks, "Do you want me to move so that you can see me better, Marcia?"


Marcia nods, and my lord stands up and sits across from us. She looks up at me, and I can almost hear her ask permission to get up and look. I nod, and she steps into the middle of the pool, and kneels in front of my lord.


I watch with slight arousal as she tentatively touches my lord's breasts with her hand, and my lord nods encouragingly. "They're a lot bigger than mine," she says as she lifts them in her hands.


My lord nods. Marcia slides her hands down and says, "You've got hair, too."


My lord nods again and spreads her legs widely, putting her feet up on the bench on either side of herself. "Is that better?" she asks.


Marcia nods, and I slide myself over a little so that I can watch her hands. When I move, my lord looks me in the eyes and smiles, and Marcia looks at me in worry. "Go ahead, Ma-chan. I'm just moving so that I can see better," I say in a reassuring voice.


She looks back at my lord, and then slides her hands back up to my lord's breasts again. As she rubs her hands over them she says, "They're getting hard."


My lord says, "Yes. When someone rubs your breasts like that they'll get hard too, Marcia."


Marcia turns to me, and I can tell that she's hoping desperately that I'll touch her. I smile at her and ask, "Are you finished with Cindy already?"


Desperate hope turns to indecision, as she looks uncertainly between me and my lord. Finally she nods, and I hold out my arms. She eagerly almost jumps in to them, and I laugh as I settle her on my leg.


Putting one arm around her shoulders, I carefully rub her small breasts with my other hand. She closes her eyes, and leans into my hand. When I gently pinch her nipple, she lets out a tiny 'Oh!' of surprise. I look over at my lord, and she nods in approval.


I enjoy her moans as I gently caress both breasts, interspersing the caressing with gentle tweaks and pinches. When one of her hands fumbles into my crotch, I find that I've grown pleasantly hard.


She opens her eyes and looks down at her hand with some surprise. I continue rubbing her breasts as she explores my shaft with her hand. When she reaches the base she says, "Hair," and tugs on it a little.


I gently tweak her nipple once more, and she gasps. She says, "Ranma, I want... something else, too..."


My lord says, "You don't know what, do you? Just that it has to do with the feelings you're feeling, and what you're holding, right?"


Marcia nods and blushes. She's feeling embarrassed so I say, "Don't worry. We'll show you what to do."


She nods, and my lord says, "First I'll do it with him, then you. Ok? And then if you want to we'll all do it together."


Marcia nods enthusiastically, and says, "Ok!"


She looks at me and asks, "Ranma?"


I look at Marcia. I can tell that she wants this with her whole being, and I just can't disappoint that kind of desire. "Ok, that sounds like fun," I say.


"Let's do this on that wonderful-looking bed, then," my lord says. She gets out of the tub, and grabs a towel.


I set Marcia down, and she very reluctantly lets my shaft go. When I pat her bottom to push her towards the edge, she pushes back against my hand. "Let's go, Ma-chan," I say.


Standing, I lift her and put her on the edge of the tub. Her weight surprises me, and then I realize that the water in her hair is where the extra is coming from.


My lord hands us both a towel, and after I dry myself I help Marcia dry her hair. 'I'd thought that my hair was a pain. It's not even a quarter of the length of hers!'


As we walk back in, a thought occurs to me. "Cindy, if someone was peeping on us, do you think that you'd be able to tell?" I ask.


"I'd be able to feel their lust," she says confidently. "Unless the person peeping didn't have any lust, I could tell."


"Good," I say. I slide the glass door shut behind us and pull the drapes closed, as my lord and Marcia hop up on the bed. When I join them I find that the bed isn't quite as soft as it looked, but is still very comfortable. Marcia turns to us with an expectant look.


"Let's get started, Ranma. We shouldn't make Marcia wait any longer than she has to," my lord says. "Marcia, for now just watch, all right?"


As my lord crawls toward me, Marcia nods and moves off to the side of the bed. As I take my lord in my arms she says, "This will be our first actual kiss. I'm sorry, Ranma. I was too impatient before."


"It's all right, I didn't mind," I say.


"I do, though," she says. Then she leans forward, and we kiss. At first I'm hesitant, but as she opens her mouth I do too, and the sensation of our tongues meeting makes the kiss much better than I had hoped it would be.


We keep kissing, and I roll her onto her back. While she is running her hands over my back, I am stroking her breasts, and rubbing her nipples firmly. Finally, wiggling a bit, she leans back and whispers urgently, "I want you in me, Ranma. I want it now!"


Kneeling between her legs, I grasp my shaft, and rub myself along her dripping slit. I'm peripherally aware of Marcia leaning in to get a good look as I push myself into her entrance. Laying myself back down on her, I push myself into her with one long, slow stroke. Once again as soon as I push past her entrance her hips twitch, and her eyes go wide.


I stop with my hips pressed firmly to hers, and say, "Are you all right?"


She gasps out, "Yes. This body is a virgin again! I love this feeling."


Nodding, I lean my head down to hers and kiss her. As our tongues touch I pull my hips back, then push myself back in again. She gasps again into our kiss, and I start a slow, steady rhythm.


As I continue thrusting, a small part of me notices a feeling of out-of-control arousal. Sliding my legs slightly apart makes it both better and worse at the same time, and when it doesn't change again, I put it out of my mind. I concentrate on my lord's muscles as they tighten on my shaft with a sense of accomplishment.


I increase the pace of my thrusting as she spreads her legs more and more, and I feel myself penetrating more and more deeply into her. She is so hot and wet, and so deliciously tight around me. She writhes in pleasure again, and her already-tight muscles clench wonderfully around my shaft.


Finally I feel that pressure that tells me that I'm nearing the point of no return. This time I don't even try to control it, and instead as it approaches I say, "Here it comes, Cindy!"


She opens her eyes, just barely coherent enough to nod, and then I am slamming my hips into hers, and I feel myself pumping her full of seed again, and again. As my muscles spasm in pleasure, I watch in awe as with each bit of seed that I pump into her belly her eyes glow a brighter and brighter blue. Her thighs lock around my waist, and she thrashes uncontrollably with me buried deep inside her.


Finally, after the last twitches of my pleasure pass, she slowly calms down. The glow in her eyes slowly dies down, and finally she looks into my eyes and says, "I won't ever be able to repay you for that, Ranma. I am yours, forever."


She closes her eyes, and I jump as I feel a gentle touch on my balls. Looking behind me I see that Marcia is staring at our still-joined sexes with a sense of joy and anticipation. Pulling out of my lord, I sit back on my heels and look her over. I know that this isn't her natural form, but she's been in it so much that it seems more like her than her normal form does.


Marcia moves over to my side, and with one hand she rubs my semi-hard shaft. I watch as with the other she gently probes my lord's sex.


"Mmm," my lord moans. "You can do that all you want, Marcia."


Marcia pushes her fingers into my lord, and moments later they emerge with white, sticky strands covering them. As I watch, she daintily smells the strands, then tentatively licks one. Giving me bright smile, she carefully licks off her hand.


"Doesn't that taste weird?" I ask her.


She shakes her head.


"Oh. All right, then," I say.


When she reaches towards my lord's sex again, my lord says, "No more of that. The rest is mine! You'll have to get Ranma to give you your own."


"But he's not hard anymore," she complains softly. "What did I do wrong?"


My lord laughs and says, "Nothing. He'll be ready in a little while."


She turns back to me with a plaintive look. "Let's start anyhow," I say. I move over to the other side of the bed, and beckon her to me. My lord rolls onto her side to watch as Marcia eagerly enters my embrace.


I roll her over so that she's on her back, and I'm on my side facing her. Smiling down at her, I start gently caressing her breasts again. As she closes her eyes, I lean down and kiss her other breast, pulling with gentle suction on her hard little nipple. She gasps, and as her hips buck I feel her pleasure. 'She came when I sucked on her nipple? Wow.'


Her face is flushed when I look up at it, and she's breathing short, panting breaths. "More?" I ask, and she nods decisively. I lean back down and kiss her other breast, and as I do I move my hand down to her belly. She arches her back, pressing her breast towards my mouth, and when she realizes where my other hand is headed she spreads her legs wide.


Still nibbling on her nipple, I move my finger carefully along her hairless slit. My own personal experience consists mostly of what not to do, so I explore her slick folds carefully, gently. When I find a good spot, a small raised protrusion, nestled between the tops of her folds, she pushes her hips almost frantically into my hand.


I gently stroke the protrusion with my fingertip, rubbing it in a little circle. When she pushes her hips up again, I slowly increase the pressure I'm using until her hips are moving in counterpoint to my finger's strokes, and I feel her pleasure spike over and over again.


"Ranma, take her now," my lord says. Her voice is higher, and when I look at her she has taken on Marcia's form and is mirroring my motions with her hands. I nod, then look up at Marcia's gasping, happy face.


"Are you ready, Ma-chan?" I ask as I roll to kneel between her slender thighs.


"Yes!" she says, ardently.


I lean forward, and with one hand guide myself to her opening. She looks up at me with desire and trust, and as I press forward into her she arches her back, driving herself onto my thrust with a loud squeal. She is incredibly tight, and I stop once I hit her depths. She's feeling pain, soreness, and an incredible amount of pleasure. I can't fit quite the whole length of my shaft into her.


Pulling back again immediately, I find her soreness increases a little, and her pleasure is magnified beyond all my expectations. I thrust more firmly the second time, and hit her depths with a bit of force. This time her squeal is even louder. The pleasure is even stronger, and the additional soreness is negligible.


I quickly find that quick, deep thrusts that hit her depths with only some force feel the best, and set my pace as wave after wave of her pleasure washes over me. When she tenses her muscles for the first time, I feel her pleasure redouble, and say, "Ma-chan, do that again!"


She does, and it feels just as good the second time. I pause for a moment, and she looks up at me with confusion.


"Try to do that each time I push in," I say. "I'll start slow, so that it's easy for you."


She gives me a grin and says, "Ok!"


I thrust back into her, and I feel her concentration as she tightens her muscles. I feel as her concentration is broken by the sensations, and I smile at her as I slowly withdraw and thrust again. She has it down in a few more thrusts, and I slowly increase my tempo toward what it was previously. The pleasure she feels is much stronger, and she can barely breathe because of it.


Finally I feel her soreness increasing, and decide that it's time to finish. Resorting to the same quick, deep thrusts I had been using before, I concentrate on my own pleasure. Her gasping becomes audible as I continue my thrusting, and as I get close I find myself trying to force my entire length into her.

"ah! ah! Ah! Ah! AH! AH!" she pants audibly as my thrusts increase in power, and then as I push her down into the mattress with my hips and empty my balls into her in a long series of bursts she shrieks out at the top of her voice, "AHHH!" I can feel her pleasure as a curious echo to my own, as parts I don't have throb in time with the parts I do have.


I collapse on top of her, and then weakly roll over. As I start to pull out, I feel her body complaining of a terrible emptiness. Rolling back a little, I pull her on top of me, still joined. She rests her head on my chest, feeling both very satisfied with herself, and well-used.


"Rest," my lord says. "We'll do more in a little while."


I close my eyes, and feel Marcia drifting off to sleep, comfortable in my arms.


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I wake up to the chiming of the grandfather clock, and sleepily count the chimes. 'Ten... Eleven... Twelve. It must be lunchtime, then.' Marcia is still asleep on my chest, radiating contentment. My lord must have pulled covers over us, because I don't remember doing anything like that before falling asleep.


A flash of light catches my vision and I turn my head to find my lord, still wearing Marcia's form, avidly watching two very large-breasted women kissing on the giant television. She is lying on her stomach with her legs spread, with the fingers of her left hand dancing over her hairless folds.


As soon as I focus on her hand, she turns her head and says, "You're awake! They've got some interesting things on this television. It's not like the boring ones everywhere else."


"I would rather watch you, though," I say quietly.


She turns back to the television screen. The two women are still kissing, and one of them is also mauling the other's breasts. "Ranma, if I asked you to, would you do that with me? As a girl?" she asks.


I close my eyes and lay my head back as I think it over. 'She is my lord. She has the right to demand anything of me. If she told me to, I'd have to do it. But if she asks me, then it's my own choice.'


'Would I do that for anyone? Even for my lord?' I open my eyes and look at Marcia's peaceful face. 'I could feel her pleasure, but I felt clumsy when I was using my hand. I could learn how to do it right...'


Looking back at my lord, I say, "I don't know. I've hated the curse for so long..."


She nods and says, "Then I won't ask you to, for now."


I sigh in relief. It's a decision that I just can't make right now.


"Think that you're up to some more fun, Ranma?" my lord asks.


I think about it for a moment and say, "Soon, maybe."


Marcia stirs slightly when I speak, and I feel a nagging soreness in her crotch. Without really thinking about it, I focus my chi into that healing chi flow and flood her body with the resulting green glow. She immediately quiets again, feeling nothing but that glowing contentment. Idly I focus the healing energy on myself, and immediately I feel revitalized.


Looking back at my lord I ask quietly, "Why are you still in that form?"


With a naughty grin she replies, "I took it before she had sex, Ranma. I get to be a virgin again for you! And she's so sensitive... it's ok, right?"


"Yeah," I say, nodding my head. "I got distracted before, but you told me 'I am yours forever'. How does that work? You're my lord."


"Well, I have to repay you fairly for any extra payment you give me, right? You gave me so much extra that I don't know if I'll ever be able to repay it, even if I take forever to do it," she says. "I honestly was not expecting more than a small fraction of what you gave me, Ranma. Until I find a way to repay you, I'll be yours to do whatever you want with. I'll still be your lord, but when we're not working towards my goals then you're the one in charge."


"You don't have to do that!" I protest.


"I do, though. It's in our contract," she says, with a serious tone to her voice.


"Oh," I say in a quiet voice.


She looks back at the television, where one of the women has her legs spread and the other is busily licking her crotch. I can tell that they don't really want to be there, they are moving all wrong. When she gives the other woman another long lick, I am reminded strongly of a couple of dogs sniffing each other.


The television turns off with a flash, and my lord drops the remote next to her as she turns to me. "What happened, Ranma? I felt your lust just disappear, like someone blowing a candle out," she says.


"Neither of them wanted to be there, doing that. I could tell from the way they were moving," I say.


"Would you like to try it with someone that does want to be here?" she asks, spreading her legs for me and holding her sex open with her fingertips. The revealed pinkness looks enticing.


"Yeah," I say. I look at Marcia's sleeping face, and my lord says, "Wake her up. I'm sure that she'll want to join us."


I nod, and run my fingers down her back as I whisper, "Ma-chan. It's time to get up."


"Mmmm...." she protests, her voice trailing off into sleep again.


Leaning forward I gently kiss her lips. She stirs and I can feel it when she wakes up. I feel awe as she melts into my kiss, and love emanates from within her.


Breaking the kiss, I tell her, "Cindy wants to play some more. Do you want to join us?"


She nods with a big smile, and crawls off of me. I start to roll over, and my lord says, "No, Ranma. You lie on your back for this."


"Marcia, first you watch from there," she points to right above my head then continues, "and then we'll see what to do from there."


Marcia eagerly moves to her assigned spot as my lord stands up on the bed. Placing one foot on either side of my head, she lowers herself until her sex fills my vision.


"You saw this earlier in the bath, but let me give you names for everything," my lord says. 'She must be talking to Marcia.'


"First the technical names," she says as she pulls her sex open with her fingertips again. I watch as she points to each part in turn. "These large lips are the outer labia, and these smaller ones are the inner labia. Here is the clitoris, and tiny hole here is the urethra. This large hole is the vagina. The whole thing together is called the vulva."


"There are a lot of other names, too many to remember. I'll just tell you my favorites," she says. "I like to call the whole thing my cunt. Be careful with that, though, because most humans find it offensive. I just like the way the word sounds. Sometimes I'll use cunny instead, because it sounds cuter. I'll call yours a cunny."


"Ok," says Marcia. "Is Ranma going to kiss your cunt now?"


"Yes," she says, as she lowers her cunt onto my mouth.


I run my tongue along her cunt tentatively. The taste is metallic, sweet, tangy, and good. I've never tasted anything like it before. When I rub her clitoris with my tongue I find that it's longer and thinner than I had thought, with soft folds of skin covering most of it. She moans and pushes herself down on to my face.


I run my tongue along it again, and she murmurs, "A little harder, Ranma." She moans her approval as I increase the pressure. I continue to move my tongue as I marvel at the taste, and soon she grips my head tightly between her thighs and I feel her fluttering against my tongue. Immediately I feel a wetness all over my mouth and her taste intensifies.


She lifts herself off of my mouth, and says, "Good, Ranma. Now it's Marcia's turn."


Marcia eagerly turns around, and I can feel her anticipation as she straddles my head. This time as I run my tongue along the cunt on my mouth, I can feel her responses. I explore her carefully with my tongue and find that although licking her entrance is pleasurable, licking her clitoris is far more so.


I feel my legs being pushed apart so I spread them, and concentrate on the sensations that Marcia is feeling. I duplicate the technique I used on my lord, and immediately find that varying it slightly adds to the pleasure. As my lord takes me into her mouth my concentration wavers.


I slip into a light trance as I relegate it to the back of my mind, and focus my efforts on bringing Marcia to rapture as many times as I can. Each time I refine my technique the part of my mind that watches carefully catalogs it. I find that I must vary my motions, it's as if her body gets bored with the same motions after a while.


Each time she orgasms she gets a little more sensitive. Dimly I can her someone shrieking loudly as I bring her to orgasm after orgasm, seeing how far into pleasure I can push her. Finally she can take no more, and I feel her world dissolve away into unending pleasure, and she slumps bonelessly down on top of me.


As I come out of my trance, I become aware of a terrible, burning need for release centered in my groin, and a soft, wet, velvety feeling surrounding my shaft. Immediately I erupt, and my whole body trembles with the force of it. The pleasure comes crashing down on me in wave after wave, and then slowly abates.


I feel feeble, like someone has just tried to turn me inside out through my cock. I recover only sluggishly, and I can feel that Marcia is at least as worn out as I am. As she rolls weakly to one side, I see my lord perched on my cock giving me a look of satiation.


As I close my eyes, my stomach rumbles. The thought of food drives me up, out of bed.