And I need to make sure I remove this part before copying it into the episode. This is just for your reference.
Feeling a trifle thirsty all of a sudden, Nabiki was struck by the simple urge to stroll right out of her room and down towards the kitchen. It was a rare day when she was in the house by herself, but here she was. It was kind of boring, really. Nobody to torment, nobody to tell her off for having a bit of fun. In all honesty, the peace and quiet was a little bit on the annoying side. If only one of those idiots -
"Where the hell am I now?!"
Idiots like him, for instance. Nabiki glanced outside, seeing that fanged fool that was always bothering Ranma and her sister. The lost boy with a rock-hard body and a really cute face. Before she even knew what she was doing, Nabiki was looking him up and down. That backpack he was carrying looked about as heavy as he did. Yet he was hefting it around without even looking tired. Stamina. Strength. Muscles. Handsome. Desirable.
She watched him silently for a moment as he stumbled around, seemingly looking for a way out. It was strange, but... He was weak to intimacy. Close contact with pretty women. It didn't seem weird that she would know that particular fact, but she did, and it made her slowly walk out of the house and into the garden where she reached out to stroke his arm....
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It was ridiculous the way that people mocked his sense of direction. As if he didn't know where he was going! Hah! How ridiculous. He was going to the Tendo dojo to fight that damned Ranma Saotome, the scoundrel engaged unjustly to Akane Tendo, the gorgeous angel that understood him where others did not. Her pretty face, that glorious smile, that melodious voice, oh how he ached to be with her again! If only they hadn't designed these roads to be so confusing, so that he kept on getting turned around because everything looked the same! Oh, the agony! Oh, the despair! How could the universe be so unkind as to make her that jerk's fiancee?
At this point he had little alternative but to reach out and tap this wall so that he could find his way forward and -
"Ryoga?"
A gentle touch on his arm and - And that voice! That sounded just like Akane! He turned around, ready to eagerly greet her and give her the gift he had purchased and - Oh. It was Nabiki. Akane's older sister, the middle one of the three. The one that Ranma sometimes complained about scamming people. His heart fell, but only briefly. If she was here then -
"Hello, Nabiki!" he said politely. He rarely ever interacted with her. Nothing to talk about. Nothing in common. "I was wondering, is Akane around just now?"
"I'm afraid not," Nabiki replied. "She went on a training expedition with Daddy and the Saotomes." Nabiki chuckled at something into her palm, then turned up and - And suddenly Ryoga got a vivid flash of Akane standing right there in front of him. The same smile. The same expression. The very spitting image. "Apparently she promised them she wouldn't cook so long as they took her along." A flick of her hair, the spell broke, but he still felt unduly flustered. It made sense, he supposed. The two of them were sisters, after all. Of course they looked alike at some level. "Come on," Nabiki said, grabbing him by the arm out of nowhere. "I'm bored senseless. I could use the company."
Huh? This didn't really seem like her at all. The Nabiki he had heard about was a terror that would've bilked him of half his cash just for the knowledge of where she was. In fact, the way she was leading him inside the building, even leaning on his upper arm... It was kind of nice. You know? Pleasant. She gestured for him to drop his bag over there, so he did. If neither Ranma or Akane were here, he might as well stick around. Wait it out. His only concern was...
"Are you sure this is alright?" Ryoga asked. "I mean, a boy and a girl staying together overnight sounds a little bit..."
"It's alright," Nabiki said. "I trust you. Besides. I won't let you do anything to me that I don't want you to do."
Huh? The way she'd phrased that almost made it sound like she... Nah, couldn't be! No way was someone as cute as Nabiki interested in a dork like him! Besides which, he was much more interested in Akane. He could hardly betray his affections to her -
"You know," Nabiki said. "It's a shame we don't talk more." She reached up. Stroked his face. "You always seemed to be a pretty funny guy."
"Me?" he squeaked. "Funny?"
She was standing way inside his personal space now. No way. No way! The slightly awkward way she kept shifting her eyes away from his. Looking at his body. Not seeming to know what she wanted to do with her hands. Ryoga swallowed very nervously. His throat felt impossibly dry.
"Wanna watch a movie?" Nabiki coyly asked. The only thing Ryoga had the strength to do anymore was nod his head just once, then follow her to the couch.
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It wasn't something she could explain exactly. A yearning that was so out of place she didn't even know what to do with it. On the one hand, she could have easily drained Ryoga's wallet dry in a heartbeat. On the other, it very much felt like that was the wrong thing to do in the long run. She couldn't even begin to explain it, but...
Nabiki wanted to have sex with Ryoga. What was more, the more she talked with him, the more she interacted with him, the more she sort of understood how to make him want to have sex with her as well. It just sort of came to her. Instinctively. Without her even having to try.
Which was why she was lying there on the couch with him, resting her head on his chest. Listening to his heartbeat. Not really watching the movie. Rubbing his chest. Watching the bulge in his trousers grow, grow and grow some more. It was making the growing hunger inside her turn ravenous. Want cock! Want cock right now!
Ryoga's attention was on the movie. He was pretty much forcing himself to pay attention to it. Good. That made this easy. Her hand was able to trail down his body and grasp his dick before he even knew what was happening. Look at his reaction. The little gasp of surprise. The way he turned towards her. A little feigned blush, look away, and then gingerly stroke his dick.
"Nabiki," he gasped. Not moving to stop her. Good. It felt hot in her hands. Hot and hard and slightly pulsing from his increasing heartbeat. She moved quickly, feeling the moment was vital, distracting him with a kiss while she quickly stroked him off. There. Just like that. Keep the shy boy paralysed with his insecurity about what was happening to him with a pretty girl, make him question whether he really wanted this or not -
Then, at just the right moment she pulled her lips away from his and engulfed her lips around the head of his dick a mere half second before he came, and oh how he came! Instinct had compelled her. Instinct had led her to doing this. And now instinct was telling her something else.
From now on Ryoga Hibiki would do absolutely anything she asked. Only now did Nabiki allow her mask to slip. Only now did she allow a cool and calculating smirk to grow upon her face. Interesting. Now that the hunger had been partially sated, she could think this through a little more reasonably, and maybe put to the test what her instinct was telling her....
- Ryoga tries to resist his new addiction, fails completely.
- Nabiki is interrupted by Kasumi arriving home before she can try anything.
- Ryoga is as putty in her hands immediately.
- Something else
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