If there was any kind of couple in desperate need of coming into this cursed tunnel it would have to be the mutually tsundere couple. Without question. I mean, really. Think about it. How much action is that couple getting? Not much. After all, the tsundere is born from a psychological incapability of expressing exactly how much you want to get absolutely ruined in bed by a certain person. So the tsundere shows a little affection, but not too much to make sure the other person didn't get the 'wrong idea'. By which they meant the right idea. About the extremely dirty things that the tsundere wants done to them by the person in question.
So when you get two tsunderes who both want it really, really badly? The sexual tension could power cities. It's not healthy for either of them. It's rarely healthy for the people they know, either. The spirits of the cave know this. They know it well. They also know that when such a couple does finally give in, it gets stupid hot.
Which is why breaking a tsundere couple and unleashing their repressed desires is their absolute favourite thing to do.
"Ugh, you'd better figure out a way to get us unstuck," Akane said, making a point of looking at a wall in the opposite direction of Ranma's dumb handsome profile.
"Why do I have to be the one that figures that out?" Ranma asked, making a point of looking at a wall in the opposite direction of Akane's thighs.
"You mean you've not been thinking about that? Don't tell me, you're going to keep us stuck together on purpose!"
"Who'd wanna get stuck together with an uncute tomboy?"
Ah, young love. The tender mating cry of the tsundere. Do note that the two of them have been holding hands this entire time. Not that they have much of a choice. Nor did they have much of a choice about the fact that they were starting to lean super hard into one another.
"There's got to be something we can do about this," Ranma said. "If anyone sees us like this..."
"Ugh, don't even get me started," Akane said, her cheek practically welded to Ranma's chest. Honestly at this point she could almost hear his heartbeat over the romantic music being blared out from god only knows where. His strong... steady, reassuring heartbeat. "Come on, there has to be something we can do."
"I got it!" Ranma said, suddenly hopping forward and dragging Akane along for the ride. "Hold onto that stalactite! I'll hold this one, and we'll pull each other off."
"That's a stalagmite, you idiot," Akane complained. She worked her way around his body, and somehow managed to get herself standing back to back against him. Though her body was - frustratingly - trying very hard to spin around back into that hugging position. "Stalagmites are the ones that come out of the ground."
"Nuh uh, it's the other way around!" Ranma protested.
Oh, that stubborn - Akane grabbed hold of the <i>stalagmite</i> and held on for dear life. Then pulled. And pulled. And pulled -
Then, there was a click. And a squirt. Promptly after this Ranma let go and the pair of them flew into a tumble that ended with Akane landing on top of Ranma and feeling really quite dizzy all of a sudden.
"Ah, hell! My shirt is covered in green gunk!" Ranma yelled. "Phew, this stuff reeks. What is that, lavender?"
Before Akane could say anything, his shirt had come off and he'd tossed it away, in the process making it stick to her face. "Hey, mind where you're tossing that!" she yelled, trying ot pull it away, but finding that it was completely sticking to her. This also meant she got a good whiff of the stuff and - phew he wasn't kidding! That stench was overpowering! It actually made her feel giddy there.
Though not as giddy as the sight of Ranma's back a moment later. It was strange. Akane had seen this before. Yet today, for some reason, she couldn't take her eyes off it.
"Huh? You're not on me anymore?" Ranma asked. He turned to look over his shoulder at her. "Hey, you're stuck to my shirt and not me!"
Huh. Akane looked at her hand. Ranma's shirt was sticking to her palm. She tried to shake it off. To no avail. It was stuck there, like they'd been stuck together for a while now. Akane then tried to stand up - and found her hip drawn inexorably towards Ranma's legs.
"We're not out of the woods yet," Akane said. "Take them off!"
"H-Hey, you want me wandering around in my boxers?"
A part of Akane that was deeply repressed gave a very loud 'yes' as an answer to that question. The rest of her blushed furiously and said "Unless you want as walking hip to hip all the way out of here while I'm holding your shirt? You'll take 'em off, buster! We'll figure out something later on when this wears off!"
"Fat chance!" Ranma stuck out his tongue. "I ain't taking this -"
As he was speaking he leaned on a rock. Then a moment later his trousers were sprayed with gunk, in particular soaking his crotch. Thankfully it didn’t seem to seep all the way down to his underwear.
"What?" Akane asked, as Ranma was giving her an extremely flat look. "You're staring at me like I made that happen somehow."
"Fine, whatever. Just try not to go crazy when you see my bare legs."
Honestly, that boy had such a high opinion of himself. She'd seen him in shorts before. Hell, she'd seen him naked before! It wasn’t that impressive and she hadn’t had multiple dreams about it at all. Certainly none involving comparisons between his boy and girl forms jogging in hot pants, no sir, no ma'am, no how! And she certainly wasn't going to mindlessly gawp at his -
"Here, hold this," said her nearly naked, handsome, buff fiance. Akane blinked. "Man, we gotta get out of here before something else weird happens." Akane blinked again. Something actually broke through, there. Something felt moist in her -
<b>Oh no he's hot.</b>
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"I give them ten minutes before they start fucking."
"I give them twenty. Want to bet on it? Whoever has the closer time doesn't have to reset the aphrodisiac gunk traps!"
- Ranma is fighting really hard to not get hard in front of Akane.
- Ukyo and Ryoga have accidentally found themselves behind the scenes of the tunnel, and are in the staff area.
- Turns out that some other people Ranma and company know are watching this, and taking bets/getting mad
- Something Else
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