If there is anything that could be considered the single greatest challenge in a man's life, it's hanging out with a cute girl that you kind of want to bang, but you're struggling to keep it from getting hard. Especially when you were alone. In a sort of romantic place where people were unlikely to be, and she hadn't given any indication yet that she wanted some action. Most guys have been there at some point, right? You know what I'm talking about, the impending erection of doom?
Well, try to imagine how bad it would be if you were a tsundere that hadn't even admitted to yourself the nasty, nasty things you wanted to do to that girl.
"Hmph, I thought this might have been a way out, but it's way too small," Akane said. Crouched down. On her hands and knees. With her butt wiggling up in the air. Ranma's head followed it around like a cobra following a snake charmer's flute. And then out of nowhere a bright green gunk landed right on her butt.
"Pffft!" Ranma couldn't keep himself from laughing. Because that emotional response was much more in line with his normal thinking. Akane shot up, beet red and eyes full of death and misery aimed squarely at Ranma's chest. "G-Guess you're gonna have to ditch the skirt now."
"You'd like that wouldn't you?" Akane sniffed. A mistake, as the gunk hit her, and she actually wobbled on her feet. "Bllluuuuuugh!" she exhaled, and ditched the skirt as fast as she could. "No staring at my panties, got it?"
No problem there. None whatsoever. Because Ranma couldn't tell you the colour of her underwear right now. Not the design. Not the pattern. Not one single detail. He was too busy looking at her thighs. Healthy. Strong looking, yet also feminine. Smooth, warm, enticing yet also deadly dangerous... Sort of like Akane herself.
After a half minute of staring at them, Ranma looked away wondering why Akane hadn't snapped at him. He wouldn't figure this out, but that was because Akane was equally mesmerised by his chest.
"Ah, there must be a way out of here..." Akane complained. She shivered a bit. "Is it getting colder?"
Actually, now that she mentioned it... yeah, it did feel a bit colder all of a sudden. Ranma looked to the bed behind them, grabbed the sheets and tossed them over to Akane, who graciously wrapped it around her body.
"Th-Thank you," she said. "But what about you?"
"Me? I'm fine!" Ranma said, then sneezed quite obviously. Akane rolled her eyes at the tough guy act, and then wrapped the sheet around him. "Hey, what's the big idea?"
"Sharing body temperature in a cold place is the smart thing to do. You know that."
Yeah. Yeah Ranma did know that. Trouble was that he could feel her warmth a little too readily. It wasn't his fault. It would be the same if any was this close to him for this long, when the two of them were half undressed.
Actually, the silence was making it worse. Ah! It was almost a mercy when her stomach made a distinctly uncute sound. "Hungry?" Ranma asked. Akane nodded. "Uh, here. Have a chocolate."
"Thanks," Akane said. "Ooh! Dark! Very fancy. Try some yourself."
"Yeah, it's way better than any you've made," Ranma said after popping a bit in his mouth. Which got him suplexed onto the bed.
"Honestly, you're hopeless!" Akane yelled, reaching for his collar and instead winding up resting her hand on his chest. Looking down and realising this, she instead pushed him back onto the bed. "You can't miss a chance, can you? Even at a time like - "
She stopped. She trailed off. She looked at something else. Then looked at the sheet she was using to cover herself.
"Where did you get this from?" Akane asked.
"This bed, dummy."
"This bed," Akane repeated. "This bed, in the middle of a tunnel. This sheet, covered in a heart motif, was retrieved from a heart shaped bed, in the middle of a tunnel, where booby traps have compelled us to remain close and-or take off our clothes."
Which is when the slow jazz started to play, and the lights dimmed to what could only be called a booty-lighting level.
"Akane! I just realised!" Ranma said, sitting bolt upright. "We've been set up! This entire tunnel is designed to make people... do stuff to each other!"
Akane stared at him, and then slowly broke out into applause. Nabiki would be proud of the level of sarcasm imparted without saying a word, really and truly she would be. Ignoring that for the sake of his pride. Ranma kipped up off the bed and started looking around. Really looking around.
"Alright, so this is a trap designed to set people up," Ranma said. "Now that we know their game, we ain't gonna fall for it anymore. Right Akane?"
"Right!" Akane said. "We'll find the exit, we just have to be careful not to trip any more of their traps."
"Heh, even if they did, since we're aware of them they won't have any real effect," Ranma shrugged. "They really messed up in being so obvious with the bed and the jazz and the chocolates."
"The... chocolates..." Akane said. She suddenly grabbed Ranma's hand. "Ranma! What if... what if there was something in the chocolates! We both had one!"
Actually Ranma had snuck two, but he wasn't going to admit that. Still... She had a good point. There were booby traps all over this place designed to make 'em strip and stay close together. Something funky in the food wasn't out of the order either.
"It could have been anything in them," Akane said, hitting the side of her head. "Ooh, it could even be some kind of mind bending aphrodisiac - or something like the dim sum that Shampoo fed you that one time that made you hug anyone that sneezed!"
"Eh...If it was something like that then we wouldn't be responsible for our own actions," Ranma said. "We wouldn't be... responsible... for anything we did..."
Ladies and gentlemen, can we take a moment to applaud the ghosts in this place for their ingenuity? Truly, this was a masterful work. When you have two tsunderes in love/lust with each other the biggest hurdle to their relationship is the fact that neither wants to be the first to open up. So how do you get them to progress their relationship? The answer is easy. Give them an easy out. Give them an excuse. Let them open up to each other in a way that they can easily say didn't mean 'that', but rather meant something else, and then when it turns out they did mean 'that' they can move forward.
"We wouldn't be... responsible..." Akane said, staring quite meaningfully at Ranma. Looking him up and down. Eyes landing on the bulge in his boxers. She licked her lips. The sheet fell off her body. "It would be the chocolate to blame. I mean, it's not like I would want to <i>fuck</i> a jerk like you."
Ranma growled and stepped forward, pushing Akane gently onto the bed. "Yeah, well, who would want to pound your uncute pussy? And those thighs of your will probably crush my waist."
Clothes were discarded with reckless abandon. Their faces rushed towards each other. The kiss was passionate to the point of violence, as though two pent up pipes had suddenly let all the pressure out at once.
“You’re going to owe me when you fail to make me cum.” Akane said. “Heck, I bet you won’t last a minute the moment you stick that... “ She looked down, “Big… too big dick in me!”
"Oh yeah? I'll make your dirty mouth incoherent inside a minute flat," Ranma jeered.
“Hah! The only way you’ll shut me up is if you make me suck you off first!” Akane said, already positioning herself to around Ranma’s crotch level. “Not that I’d ever put such a gross thing in my mouth!”
Do please note that as soon as she finished speaking, Akane did indeed put that “gross thing” in her mouth.
"Ah! Not so rough, tomboy! Oooh! That thing is more sensitive than you think it is! Mind your teeth, too!"
Akane pulled her mouth off it with a loud plop, drool dripping off her lips. "Oh, look who is complaining about sensitivity all of a sudden." She said, while using her hand to stroke it, “I thought you were a big manly man?”
"Hey, it's different when you're talking about a guy's junk! Jeeze, no femininity at all."
"I'll show you femininity!" Akane yelled, and then proceeded to mount him. "Oooh! How have you not cum yet?!" she demanded, right into his face, while sliding her body down so that her very, very wet pussy was engulfing his dick bit by bit.
"I've not cum b-because you're so un-unsexy," Ranma said, but nobody in their right mind would believe that. The truth was that he was currently undergoing hell. Deliberately restraining himself from cumming even though Akane was actually hitting every single button he had in quck succession.
Hence, once his penis was all the way inside there was a messy climax... from Akane. It turned out he was hitting her buttons by accident as well.
"J-jerk!" Akane hissed at him.
"Tomboy," Ranma said. His lips went right for her neck.
"Ah! Arrogant!" Akane moaned, “You.. fucking asshole! Don’t stop fucking!”
"Like I would!" Ranma yelled back. "It's the only way we're gonna - ah! Get this out of our system!"
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"Hey, what did you put in those chocolates anyway?" one ghost asked the other.
"Nothing," the ghost shrugged. "It's a good idea though, I'll be sure to bring it up at our next team meeting."
- Ranma and Akane are gonna be at this for a while, so the ghosts take the chance to make this change to their relationship a bit more permanent.
- Back to Ryoga and Ukyo, who are also on the verge of banging.
- Ryoga and Ukyo stumble upon this scene in progress.
- Something else
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