Story: Fire vs Fire

 

 
This wasn't a new situation for either of them. Ranma and Akane, standing in the bedroom of the latter, having an argument over something kind of petty. Any objective observer to the pair in the midst of their discussion would be able to say, quite easily, that there was an intense, potent sexual tension between the two of them. So potent it might as well be a third participant in said conversation. The trick was, neither of them wanted to admit to what they felt. They were content to look. Deny. Wait for the other to make their extremely obvious feelings known. Yet neither was okay with making the first move.

Today, there was a fourth participant in this conversation: The energy discharge from the headband, having gathered a healthy amount of mystical power, radiated out. Covered the two of them. Dipped into Nabiki's room next door, leaving the middle daughter of the Tendo family fidgeting on her bed before eventually kicking off her shorts so she could get full proper access.

Now, as fun as it would be to dwell on Nabiki masturbating on her bed, that is not what we are here for today. Yes, I see you there at the back with your hand raised, if you do so insist we shall return to her shortly. For now let us dwell on these two idiots, standing at ground zero of this particular discharge.

At the moment that it hit, the two of them stopped cold in their tracks. Their eyes crossed, they wobbled a little on their feet as though standing in an earthquake... Then the moment passed and the two of them became extremely aware of their proximity to each other.

Normally this would make the two of them step away... but right now the two of them were under the spell of the horny monkey. Under that spell, reason gives way to lust quite easily. Without knowing it, one might do things that you would very much like to do while justifying or ignoring such oddities in your own mind.

"So, what does it mean when there's a glowing monkey head on it?" Ranma asked, tapping her right where the monkey was. He brought his face very close to hers so he could get a better look at it, and the close proximity made Akane smile even broader in that uncharacteristically goofy way.

"I dunno, it did that earlier and knocked Shampoo flat on her pretty butt," Akane said, then giggled a little, focusing intensely at a point on the end of Ranma's nose. "Pretty butt, she has a nice tush."

"Yeah, she's decently built," Ranma said. "Oh hey, you got some banana on your lips. Let me."

Was there actually any banana on her mouth, or was it a figment of his imagination brought about by the headband? Didn't matter. What did matter was that he wound up licking her lips, rather more thoroughly than one needed to do something like 'lick off a stray bit of banana stuck to someone's lip'.

"Thanks," Akane said. "Oh gosh, you have something on your cheek! Let me get that for you."

Cue Akane licking his right cheek. Then his left cheek. Then his nose. Basically, she was cleaning his face with her tongue. Swabbing it down, licking it, caressing it. And then, without any further words said on the matter, she did the same to him. Within minutes the two of them had covered the other's face with a thin layer of drool, and neither one of them thought anything weird of it.

"You know, we should probably figure out how this thing works," Ranma said while unbuckling his shirt. Gosh it was warm today. "I mean, that monkey head must mean something, right?"

"I guess," Akane mused, ditching her shorts. After all, she could hardly go around all day in her jogging clothes. Once she was done here with Ranma she needed to go take a bath. "It definitely does stuff to stop magic, but I don't really get how."

"Come to think of it, a whole lot of these kinds of things have weird side effects," Ranma said while tugging at the rope belt holding up his trousers. While doing so, he reflexively flexed his chest, which got Akane to stare at his manly, rugged, yet slender physique with true appreciation. "You've not noticed anything weird, have you?"

"Not especially," Akane said, lifting her leg and grabbing the bottom of his boxers between her big toe and the next one over. "I do have a weird craving for bananas, and... Something else. Not sure what."

"Hey, yeah... Now you mention it, I could really do with a banana right now as well!" Ranma said. "Maybe that's not the headband?"

"Can't be if we're both experiencing it." And off came Akane's shirt, with her bra dropping in short order. By now the two of them were standing there in Akane's bedroom completely naked, neither one thinking anything odd of it. Actually, they had seen each other in the nude by accident a couple of times already. Never quite seeing everything, but... "Gosh, I wonder what this thing is that I'm craving."

"Yeah, it's driving me crazy too..." Ranma mused, putting his hands behind his head and staring up at the ceiling. "Ook ook ook..."

It's important to note at this point that, even though the two of them were quite oblivious to what they were doing at the moment, the truth is that they both wanted what was about to happen. Deep down, they both knew it. They'd both imagined it. The only reason they hadn't done anything like this was entirely down to their own insecurities holding them back.

Thus, when Akane leaned over her desk and thrust her butt up into the air, it was only natural that Ranma would grip her hips from behind and thrust his turgid penis into her sopping wet, all too eager and inviting pussy, prompting a contented sigh to erupt from both of their lips as they finally - finally - got something they'd been wanting for a while now.

"Hey, I just thought of something," Ranma said, as though completely oblivious to the fact that he was balls deep inside Akane right now. "Monkeys like bananas, right? Maybe it actually is the headband at work."

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Akane grunted in a quite primate-like manner. "Now that you mention it... Maybe because you were next to me when the symbol appeared it affected you as well? That would make sense!

This is where they really got going. Up until that point they'd merely gone for penetration, having Ranma inside her. But now? Their bodies began to act more aggressively. Slamming their hips together vigorously, intensely, while grunting and shrieking in a most inhuman manner. It was like watching a dam burst, where a crack forms, grows, and then the water trickles out - before suddenly gushing forth. The stored up mutual lust between these two was now being given the opportunity to flow freely, and oh how it flowed.

"Y-you know, that would explain why you were acting weird earlier! Ooko! Ook!" Ranma said, one hand on the small of Akane's back while the other was grabbing her butt, squeezing it in a way that he'd wanted to do for a long, long time. "The way you were eating that banana... The way you've been walking and moving! Ack! Ack!"

"What's been weird about the way I've been moving?" Akane asked before somehow leaning back in a way that... Have you ever seen really bad artwork from nineties comic books, especially from leotard clad superheroines? Where they're sort of half turned around in a way that, impossibly, shows off both their butt and their boobs at once? Or have curved their spine in a way that, quite frankly, makes anyone with the slightest understanding or comprehension of human anatomy reflexively want to reach into the universe to call a Doctor to check them for injury? Well, Akane had curved her spine like that so she could lean back and, with her head upside down, kissed Ranma right on the mouth. Holding herself in that position for a full thirty seconds before pulling away to rest her head back on the desk. "Maybe you're seeing things that aren't there again."

"Oh yeah?" Ranma asked. His hands slipped along her thighs, smoothing along her flesh like a food critic picking his way through a feast. "You're gonna say that to me, little miss wrong-end-of-the-stick? Besides, you didn't see the way you just bent your spine back?"

No comment on her kissing him. No remark about how he was moving his hands along to her boobs. No remark on the deep, penetrating sex they were having, or the thrusting they were doing into each other. No mention of how his penis suited her pussy as if it was made for it, no mention that this felt <i>so fucking right</i> or that they were behaving like wild rutting beasts instead of intelligent (well, supposedly) rational human beings.

Ranma's hands soon reached their destination. Though he had made fun of her quite often for having a less impressive bust than his own girl form, there was definitely some size to be found here. If anything she was a little above average for her frame - it was just that Ranma's girl form was especially gifted in this area. With his hands at her chest he pulled her upright, her back into his chest, then let his chin rest upon her shoulder so that they could be cheek to cheek  as the two of them, lost in the headband's influence, rutted  passionately.

"That is worrying," Akane said. "Maybe -Maybe I should take it off until we find out more about how this works?"

"Yeah, it would be just like you to try to use something to dodge magic and not notice its side effects."

"Dummy!" Akane sniffed, pushing back into him. "You're such a... Such a dummy!"

To their minds she'd said that with her usual frustration, but to a dispassionate perspective it was more like she was saying it to someone she deeply, deeply adored. The two of them let out one last "Ack! Ack! Ack!" and then, at last, Ranma released deep inside of her leaving the two of them sighing in genuine contentment.

After that the two of them separated and dressed as if nothing had happened. Both were positively glowing, a faint trace of a smile upon their lips that wouldn't fade for quite some time.

"So, let's head to that store first thing tomorrow," Ranma said. "You probably shouldn't wear that in the meantime, huh?"

"Don't you take it as an excuse to steal it, or I'll never forgive you!" Akane warned. "I'm only going to take it off in case there are weird side effects, okay?"

She then removed the headband, while keeping both of her hands firmly on her hips. You see, she was using her right foot to take it off and toss it onto her bed.

"See, that's the sort of thing I... Never mind..." Ranma muttered, knowing it really didn't make that much of a difference anyway.  "Uh, see you later I guess?"

"Yes, see you later," Akane said, and for once the two of them parted amicably. "Huh!" Akane said to herself. "Weird, I feel like something really, really good just happened but I can't quite put my finger on it..." A sentiment that Ranma was also sharing as he walked off down the corridor.

Meanwhile, in the next room over, Nabiki had shed every single item of clothing she'd been wearing, her skin was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and she was currently on her knees with her butt up in the air making noises like an angry horny gorilla into her pillow. Needless to say, but she wasn't having quite as fun a time as those two had...