Master's Way: Giving A Night (LEMON) [Episode 53834]

by Kender

This might not be the smartest move he'd made, but he thought that she would deserve the chance to have some kind of... pleasure in her life. Okay, but that was a bit crude, but he didn't know how else to put it. She had been very nice to him, and he wanted to return something to her.

Tapping the release points, Ranma sat back and smiled at Kasumi. "Ya still haven't told me what ya think of the tea."

"I haven't?" she said with a blink. "I'm sorry."

"Hey, don't be. Ya got a few minutes ta relax, and it was kinda nice ta be able ta sit quitely here with ya."

The eldest Tendo blushed. "Thank you Ranma-kun."

"You're welcome."

"So..."

"Did ya like it?"

"Oh... It was pretty good. Sweet, and pretty relaxing."

"That's good ta hear. Thanks."

"You're welcome," she said with a soft smile, before looking at the clock, "Oh dear, has it been ten minutes?"

"Yeah. Is that a problem?"

"Father and Mister Saotome must be wondering where their drinks are..."

"I'll leave ya to it then. See ya."

"Nice talking to you Ranma-kun."

"Same here," he told her as he walked out.


Kasumi sighed as she lay in her bed the next night. For some reason, she couldn't understand, she'd been thinking about Ranma. Not that it was bad in and of itself, but it was happening a lot. Instead of the occasional idle thought, she was thinking about him all the time. Which made it worse when she was alone in bed, where she would usually allow the more... naughty fantasies to come out.

But she knew that she had to sleep, and this would be the closest that she ever got to having him for her own. She closed her eyes, and prepared to go to sleep.

Only to hear a tapping at her window.

For the first few moments, she tried to ignore it, but it didn't go away, so she got up and went to find out what it was. Pulling a light wrap over her nightshirt, she peered through the glass to see what was there making the noise. It didn't seem like anything was there.

Until Ranma's face popped up out of nowhere. She jumped at his sudden appearance, covering chest with one hand. Once she got her breath back, she looked back at him, wondering what he was doing out there.

He pointed to himself, and then to the window. It took her a few moments, but she realized that he wanted to come in. Reaching over, she unlatched the window and slid open, then backed up. Climbing inside, he turned around and closed it after himself.

"Man, ya don't know how hard it is ta do that," he told her with a grin.

"Why did you try it then?" she asked confused.

"I wanted ta talk ta ya, and I didn't want ta have everybody askin' why and botherin' me."

"Oh... But why did you want to talk to me?"

The pigtailed boy ran a finger over her immaculate vanity table. "Why don't ya have a boyfriend?"

That startled her. "Excuse me?"

"Akane's got all those jerks after her, and Nabiki can get a guy any time she wants. So why don't ya?"

"I... I've had too many responsibilities."

"Which could be takin' over by other people. I can cook if I gotta, Nabiki'll do somethin' if she gets somethin' outta it, and even Akane can hang laundry. So don't ya really?"

"I... just haven't thought of it."

"Why not? There's been plenty of time..."

"Well... I am... that is... I haven't had the... I'm just not like them."

"Mind explainin' that?"

The eldest Tendo daughter sighed. "I'm not like my sisters or the girls who've been after you. They're all pretty, and have done things I've never tried. I'm just... an uninteresting person."

Stepping over to her, he looked her straight in the eye. "You ain't an uninterestin' person."

"What?"

"Ya are very beautiful, kind and gentle. Plus ya make a damned good spread."

"I'm not..."

"Yeah, you are," he told her, cupping her cheek, "Lotsa guys would kill ta have a chance with ya."

"You're just saying that."

"No, I'm not," he said as he drew his face closer to hers.

"We shouldn't do this," she told him, "It isn't right, and Akane..."

"Akane ain't ever gonna have ta know. Even if this is the only time, ya deserved the chance ta be cared for," he said softly and kissed her.

Her wrap fell from her shoulders as his lips pressed against hers. His arms went around her, bringing her body into contact with his. She stood still for a moment, not believing what was happening, but as his hands roamed her back, she was drawn into it besides herself. Hesitantly she returned it, and allow her own hands to feel his body.

Slowly, he guided her to the bed, and they sat down, never breaking the kiss. He laid her down, making certain that she was comfortable before he crouched over her.

"Ranma..," she breathed.

Just smiling at her, he slid the nightshirt from one slim shoulder, and kissed where it met her neck. Then he slid the thin cloth from her body, until he bared the fullness of her breasts. While she blushed, he cupped the firm orb and began to knead it, running his fingers over a hardening nipple. That caused her to gasp, but he brought even more as he began to nuzzle her cleavage.

She ran her fingers through his hair as he pressed kisses all along her soft pale skin. As she did so, he moved the shirt lower so that it was riding on her hips. Then he proved that her belly was just as sensitive as his fingers splayed against there.

Before he continued, he leaned up and undid the fasteners of his shirt so that he he could pull it and his undershirt off. When he lowered himself again, she used the tips of her fingers to trace the hard muscles that they found there. They went lower, and she hooked onto the waist of his pants and boxers to pull them off. He smirked at her action, and pulled off her nightshirt and panties, stroking her shapely legs as he did so. The martial artist ran his hands back up and to the juncture of her legs. Once they were there, he ran his fingertips along the delicate petals of her womanhood.

Biting her lip only stifled the moans, but she couldn't help it. His fingers were sending a throbbing ache through her body, one that she couldn't ignore. With great trepidation, she reached down and stroked his hardened manhood, drawing a hiss of breath from him.

It stopped him for a moment, but then he moved so that he knelt between her spread legs and positioned his manhood at her most sensitive spot. They looked into each other's eyes for a long moment before he slid himself into her. Both of them groaned at the feelings that brought, while savoring that time. Then he began a move into and out of her, setting up a rhythm of motion. Her limbs came loosely around him, holding him there and her onto something solid, as he braced himself against the mattress.

They kept at it, ignoring everything save each other and their joining. The only sounds that were very audible was the creking of the bed, but that did not matter to them. It was a ride for only the two of them, with a growing passion that only the two of them could understand.

When she came, she tossed her head back and mouthed a moan as her limbs clutched around him. Just after her, he moaned as his hips pushed himself deep inside of her. That froze them for just a moment, but then they slowly collapsed in a tangle of sweaty limbs.

As they lay there, they arranged themselves so that she was cuddled into his muscled body, wrapped in his caring embrace. She looked into his eyes, and he smiled at her. Returning it, she ran her fingers down the side of his face as the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms.


When Kasumi awoke the next morning, she was alone. For a moment, she thought that it was only a dream but then she realise that she was in the nude. Since she had never done that before, that meant that what she and Ranma had done was real. Her entire body ached, but it was a good one and was further proof that he had come to her.

Laying there, she could smell the scent of him in her sheets, and feel where his body had lain. It was little to be a souvenier of their time together, but it held nothing on her memories. While it would have been nice to have something of him, at least he had given her a night of passion to remember and cherish.

But as she looked onto the pillow beside hers, she noticed a single red rose laying on its surface. Sitting up, she picked up the flower and brought it to her nose for a long sniff. It smelled wonderful and there was no doubting who had left it for her.

The eldest Tendo daughter smiled as she smelled the rose, while:

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(Posted Sun, 22 Jun 2003 05:45)


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