[Episode 26652] [Episode 26652]Seated next to her, Ranma shook his head. "But things like this keep on happenin'."
"I'm sorry..."
"Hey," said the pigatailed young man, "at least you're safe."
The Marid brightened and leaned against him. "There is that."
"See?" he said, and put an arm around her... which accidentally brought his hand against her breast.
"Master?"
"I..." He blushed as he realized how itimate things were. While the outfit kept all the important parts covered, it was not all that... modest. She wore a halter top which had sleeves, but of a see through material. Her pants were of a filmy material that moved with the wind, but managed to do nothing to hide the lines of her bottom. Neither of which did much to deny her attractiveness.
"Is there something that you would like?" she asked with a shrug.
That motion brought his hand even closer to her chest, so much so that the tips of his fingers were playing along the apex of her breast. "Michiru?"
"Yes Master?" she said with a hint of a blush on her face.
"Are you..?"
She took his other hand in both of hers and placed it in her lap. "I... would not dare to assume.., but..."
Ranma licked suddenly dry lips. "I mean, this is..."
"I know, but I care for you Master..."
Clenching his jaw as he steeled his resolve, he used the hand brushing against her breast to cup the firm orb, feeling its weight carefully. He gulped as his hand caressed the flesh that it held, enjoying the feel of it.
Her eyes shined as she looked into his. "Oh my..."
His other hand quaked a bit as it stroked along her leg, leaving good sensations whereever it went, if the sighs were any indication. A large gasp came and he stopped, only to realize where he had been, and that the expression on her face was one of pleasure. "That felt good?"
"Yesss..," she hissed with a nod.
"That's... good," he breathed, his face centimeters from hers. A slight motion from her brought their lips into contact with each other's. Slowly, that grew into a kiss, one that was slow and hesitant, testing out its possiblities.
With infinate care, she was placed onto her back, looking back up at him. Her hands came up, and pulled her top off of her chest, exposing the full orbs to his sight. Then her fingers went to work upon his shirt, pulling it open, and exposing the muscle tee that he wore as an undershirt. Underneath that cotton piece of clothing, her fingers ran along hard muscled flesh, tracing the lines that made it up.
Though, once his shirt and undershirt were removed, he made another move. His head bent down to the Marid's clevage, and his mouth began to play against the supple skin there. Inching its way along, it found her hardening nipple, and pulled it. Added to the light sucking that one nipple was undergoing, the other was being rolled and played with by his fingers. While her gasps supplied the knowldege of her pleasure, he used that to time it so that her mind would be occupied with nothing else.
And then the process was repeated with the other one and the sensations started anew. But while he did that, his 'free' hand came up between her spread legs, and came into contact with her most intimate place. That drew an expressive breath from her, and he took that as impteus to go further. Almost without much motion at all, he started to caress her through the thin fabric, pulling her deeper into the feelings running through her body.
It was such a shock, that her hands, which had been stroking his back, twitched against the toned flesh. Not that she was about to complain, even if she could create such thoughts. But that led her to pull open the drawstring of his pants open, and to pll the black cloth and the boxers beneath it off of his legs. He responded by pulling off her pants, and leaving them both in their most intimate of apparel.
That was not something that either of them would care about for the moment, as they were completely occupied with something else. their bodies were telling them of a need that needed to be filled, a most private one, only shared in that way.
Carefully, he moved to put his hardened organ at the entrance to her sensitive parts. He stopped and looked at her with a question in his eyes. She saw it and smiled as she nodded her assent.
As he entered her, both of them closed their eyes in pleasure. Together they began a pace that was only theirs and theirs alone. Without thought, her legs came up to encircle his waist, and his hands took hold of hers. They came together in the most intimate of ways, seeking that which they both sought. And it was clear to each just by being, that what they wanted was the same exact thing.
"Maaaastterrr!" yelled Michiru as she garnered that release, followed by Ranma's grunt and sigh.
Ranma lowered himself slowly onto her, her breasts pressing into his chest as they slowly regained their breath. Both of them looked into each other's eyes once more, and savored the intimate moment that it gave them. Then he rolled onto the floor next to her, and she cuddled into his side.
"You were wonderful Master," she told him.
"Yeah, well..."
"How did you manage to learn such skills?"
"Just talent I guess..."
One of her eyebrows arched up. "Really?"
He gave a chuckle. "Umm... 'roshi and Dai ain't always got bad stuff. They... got some things from their parents..."
"Now did they?"
"Yea, but don't let their parents know."
They laughed together, and settled into basking the afterglow of what they did, as:
(Posted Thu, 06 Feb 2003 05:12)
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