All characters are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Kitty, Viz, etc... I just write this stuff for fun and because I love Ranma ½.

 

Ranma ½: Resolution

Chapter 21: Partners

by Kalen Darkmoon (KalenDarkmoon@mchsi.com)

 

<...> is thought, not spoken.

[...] is meant to be descriptive of manner or method of speech or very short actions/descriptions that are preparatory to a spoken or thought line.

*...* denotes sound effects.

WARNING: This is a romance/drama and is going to have parts that are lime/lemon. It is not appropriate for children. If you are not of legal age for explicit materials, please do not read this story.

In fact, this chapter has a large dose of lemon but is not entirely so.

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Akane smiles coyly after they finish undressing each other.

Akane:      I want to wash you first and then after you wash me, I want ya to help me with something.

Blushing lightly, he follows her gaze down to her bathing bowl where he sees her normal stuff plus a razor and a tube of shaving gel. She giggles softly at his puzzled look.

Akane:      I want ya to help me shave...

She takes his left hand and like she had done on Tuesday morning places it between her legs.

Akane:      this.

Ranma’s eyes widen and he tenses for a moment before relaxing with a smile. As the day progressed, he was slowly becoming less and less embarrassed and more comfortable with their intimacy since she had been teaching him a great deal in the sessions in their tent. His confidence was slowly rising throughout the day with each “lesson” and he surprises her when he gently moves his fingers a little bringing forth a gasp as they brush lightly across her folds. She smiles at him wickedly and he grins at her reaction.

Akane:      Ohhh! That was a nice surprise. You can do that anytime.

She sits him down on a nearby medium sized, flat rock and after emptying their contents onto a towel she fills their two bowls with hot water from the spring. After wetting him down with the first, she puts a little shampoo into her hands and then begins to massage it into his hair. Closing his eyes, Ranma loses himself to the feeling of her small fingers working their way through his hair. After working it into his braid a little, she uses the second bowl to rinse and rewet her hands with the soap. Foregoing the washcloth, she proceeds to work the soap across his back, starting at the neck and shoulders. He sighs contentedly and nearly dozes off in the soothing caresses of her soft hands. When her soapy hands pass beneath his arms and start upon his chest, he feels her lean into him. Her hardened nipples pressing into his back and the sensuous feel of her hands now gliding across his chest bring him back to full attention - both ways. She smiles at the feel of his quickening heartbeat and leans her ear against his soapy back, listening to his deep breathing and increasing pulse as she slowly works her way lower... and lower. He tenses briefly as she takes hold of his erect manhood and starts to soap its length and she smiles proudly when he quickly relaxes and leans slightly back against her with a soft groan.

Ranma:      A-Acchannnn...

Akane:      That’s it... relax and let yourself go...

She lingers, making a few extra passes and drawing out another groan before very gently working the soap on and around his scrotum. She had learned quite accidentally earlier today just how sensitive its two precious occupants really are. Giving them a soft squeeze, she elicits another groan and light shudder from him, further widening her smile before continuing on to his legs. She again lingers her soapy caresses, this time along the inner thighs, knowing that he is as sensitive as she is there.

Ranma:      Mmmmm...

She could understand why he liked hearing her sounds of pleasure since she too finds that she greatly enjoys hearing his, more so with the sound of his now racing heartbeat and quickening breath. She slowly brings her hands back up, gently caressing and lightly teasing his scrotum and its two occupants with one hand while the other continues up the length of his rock hard shaft. As she continues her gentle attentions, she finds herself moistening intensely at the growing sounds of his pleasure. Akane grins when his breathing starts to become ragged and it isn’t long before Ranma feels the crisis rapidly approaching.

Ranma:      A-Acchan... I-I can’t... hold...

Akane:      [softly] It’s ok... let yourself go, Ranma...

Suddenly she hears his breathing catch as he goes rigid and she finds herself enjoying the feel of his large manhood twitching and throbbing in her small hands as his seed races through in several powerful bursts. This was the part that she had particularly come to enjoy the sensation of having inside, the powerful feeling of his seed... his life-giving seed coursing through his length and pulsing out deep within her. She quickly follows him in a small release of her own from the overwhelming sensations and the sudden flood of emotion that thought provokes.

It takes Ranma a few moments to come back to his senses and by the time he does, she had already rinsed her hands and moved to the front of him with the bowl of water and soap. Capturing his gaze and loving smile, she takes her time as she begins working the soap onto his arms and the rest of his legs all of the way to his toes, again relishing the feel of the tight cords of muscle beneath her hands. When she sits back up, he leans over and gives her a soft lingering kiss. Responding with gentle caresses along the insides of his thighs, she smiles when she feels his member jump, brushing against her arm. Leaning up closer, she lets her hot breath caress his ear as she whispers to him.

Akane:      [whispering] Close your eyes.

Ranma closes his eyes and she gives him another brief kiss before she gently starts to work the soap around his ears and across his face while being very careful not to get any in his eyes. Standing, she empties the bowl of soapy water and refills them both. Working the clean water throughout his hair, she completely rinses away all of the shampoo and then works her way back down thoroughly rinsing the soap from his body. His eyes snap open at the feel of her lips leaving a gentle kiss at the tip of his manhood. She smiles at him brightly.

Akane:      Your turn, love.

Ranma stands up and Akane takes his place upon the rock. After refilling the two bowls and slowly emptying one over her, he starts with her hair. She almost melts in his hands when he begins massaging the shampoo into her hair, working it throughout. After first warning her to close her eyes, he carefully and thoroughly rinses her hair with another bowl of hot water. After refilling them, he kneels before her. Little tendrils of warmth begin to fan out through her as he slowly, gently and lovingly begins with the back of her knees working the soap around her legs, massaging her calves as he slowly works his way down each leg, one at a time. He watches happily as her eyelids flutter closed and lifting each foot one at a time, he continues the massage from the ankles to her toes applying gentle pressure to the numerous nerve points along the way and lingering soft caresses along the insides of her ankles.

Akane:      Mmm... That feels great...

Finishing there, he rinses his hands and lathers them up again. There is only the faintest of hesitation as he starts again at her knees and starts to work his way up.

It boosted his confidence that he now knew nearly all of the places where she was most sensitive, what she liked best and where he needed to be careful. He had been committing his training sessions to memory with the same tenacity as if he were learning a new martial arts technique.

Continuing his gentle massage, he works the soap up to her apex. Ranma was determined to help limit her soreness he is sure she would feel come morning and even if the rings did prevent that too, he could tell that she was still enjoying it immensely anyway.

His strong, yet gentle hands gliding along the insides and bottoms of her thighs bring up her heart rate several notches as he slowly gets closer and closer. She is at first disappointed when his hands stop just short and glide out to her hips, but is quickly surprised when he continues all of the way around and seemingly effortlessly lifts her slightly off the rock as his soapy hands pass beneath, along her backside. He gives her a firm squeeze before he gently works the soap thoroughly down the crack of her backside and elicits a sharp intake of breath when after a couple of small circles he partially inserts a finger.

Akane:      Ranma!

He is grinning ear to ear at her reaction when he again rinses his hands and lathers up anew. She almost feels a twinge of disappointment when he steps behind her if it were not for a general impression she seems to get that he’s saving the best for last. She again gasps at the feel of his firm hands and strong fingers working across her back. She can’t quite figure out how, but he was both making her sleepy and building her arousal at the same time. After he finishes with her neck and shoulders he leans in and kisses her softly on the neck at the jaw line just beneath the ear – something he had learned had become a favorite of hers. She lets out a soft low moan when he then brings his soapy hands forward under her arms, cupping and gently caressing the undersides of her breasts with his thumbs doing small, soft circles along the sides.

Akane:      Mmmmmmmm...

Feeling his member twitch against her, she understands now just how much he enjoys the sounds she made. Akane smiles at him warmly as he shifts back so that he is again in front of her. Little arcs of fire flit throughout when he resumes his gentle motions, first upon her hands and arms but then slowly working his way down her flanks and back up towards her breasts. His grin widens when her breathing begins to quicken and she lets out increasingly louder moans while he lingers a few moments on and all around her breasts, ending with his middle fingers tracing small circles around her hard erect nipples. Continuing down her abdomen, he stops and lingers with a few gentle circles with his index finger on and around her belly button before continuing the rest of the way down. She isn’t entirely sure how he manages it, but she blows rapidly when he gently and yet firmly works the soap into her black curls and across the surface of her folds.

Akane:      AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

If her eyes weren’t currently rolled back up into her head she would have seen the wicked grin on his face. Ranma watches in mild amusement as she is swaying ever so slightly while he again rinses and re-lathers his hands for the last part of her.

Her eyes flutter open and she grabs him by the ears and pulls him into a passionate kiss before she lets him continue with her face and ears.

He too, is careful to avoid getting soap in her eyes. Finishing up with an equally gentle and thorough rinse, he gives her a hand to her feet.

Ranma:      You’re so beautiful, Acchan. I keep thinking that this is all some kinda’ a dream... I’m afraid I’ll wake up from it...

He cups her cheek and caresses it, his thumb gently passing across her lips and soft, warm skin. Her eyelids flutter lightly and she nuzzles up into his hand a little.

Akane:      I do too. It’s all so wonderful. [softly] If it is a dream, then I hope we never wake up.

Ranma nods his agreement and she gives him a strong embrace that he returns with equal strength and another deep kiss before they step into the steaming water of the spring. They quickly fall into a small splashing game for a few minutes before Akane suddenly stops and then approaches him, exaggeratedly swaying her partially submerged hips and capturing his gaze almost hypnotically. She places an arm around his neck and kisses him deeply while wrapping a leg around his at the knee and gliding her other hand up to the center of his chest. Through the thick haze of desire fogging his mind, he barely catches a glimpse of what she is planning and when she tries suddenly pushing him off balance backwards, Ranma pulls her with him as he goes under. They both come up laughing and resume their splashing for another few minutes before they find a submerged rock to sit upon.

After Ranma is seated, Akane sits down straddling him, carefully trapping his swollen manhood between them. They wrap their arms around each other and she rests her head upon his shoulder. Sighing contentedly, they relax for a while in the hot water, smiling happily and each enjoying the other’s closeness. Things are silent for several minutes except for the chirping of crickets and the flow of the waterfall further back in the spring.

Akane:      [softly] Ranma?

Ranma brushes a lock of her hair behind her ear.

Ranma:      [softly] Yeah?

Akane:      [softly] Thank you for your idea with the cooking. I can’t believe that I... no, that we could ever cook something that tasted that good... or how much fun it can be.

Ranma smiles at her.

Akane:      [softly and looking downward] I was so worried, especially after we decided to get married, that I wouldn’t be able to be a good wife for you since I have so much trouble cooking.

Ranma pulls her face up and looks her in the eyes.

Ranma:      Acchan... You’re not just my wife. You’re my partner. An’ partners help each other whenever and wherever they need it. We both have weaknesses an’ it’s the other that helps make us strong. I know that now. Like I said before, from now on we are a team, Acchan. Together we are whole an’ can do anything. I’ll always be there when ya need me, just like ya said ya would for me.

He feels a wave of affection crash through him and a few tears make their way down Akane’s face as she kisses him and then pulls tight to him again, nuzzling up to his neck.

Akane:      <Thank you, God. Thank you.>

Ranma smiles and looks up.

Ranma:      <Yeah. Thanks.>

They continue sitting together like that quietly for another ten minutes or so before Akane remembers something that she wants him to help her with yet tonight. She leans back again and gives him another kiss before reluctantly standing and pulling him to his feet.

They walk slowly out of the water and after toweling off a little, Ranma lays a towel on the ground for her to lie down on. While she partially towels herself off and lies down, Ranma refills the two bowls with hot water. When he turns back around, he is greeted with a sight that rapidly returns him to rock hardness and brings a glint to her eyes. She is lying with her head propped up slightly by a small flat rock cushioned by her rolled up towel, her legs spread wide, knees bent and feet flat upon the ground. She stifles a giggle as she feels Ranma’s desire nearly overwhelm him. He shakes his head to clear it a little and after setting the bowls down near her, retrieves the razor and gel. Taking a seat cross-legged, his shins lightly brush against the inside bottoms of her thighs sending little tendrils of fire snaking outward though her. She tries to ignore the effect and keep her mind on his next lesson.

Akane:      Take the gel and squeeze a little into a wet palm.

He wets his left hand in a bowl and squeezes some out on it.

Akane:      Yeah, that should be enough... Now use your fingers an’ work it into a foam...

Ranma is slightly surprised as the small amount of gel expands into a thick foamy lather. Akane can already feel herself moistening further with anticipation and stifles another giggle at the thought that at this rate he may not need much spring water for this task.

Akane:      Ok... That’s good... now using your fingers work it into the hair.

Akane’s world dims as he slowly and gently works in the shaving cream. He chuckles lightly as he watches her eyes flutter closed and her breathing deepen. He loved making her feel like this and knowing that she is also slightly nervous like himself, decides he is going try to make this as pleasurable for her as he can. He is rewarded with a long, soft low moan and she shudders lightly just as he all too soon finishes applying the last of the shaving cream. Regaining her senses a few seconds later, she looks up into his twinkling eyes and rewards him with a bright smile.

Akane:      Gods, Ranma... I still don’t know how you’re doing that but its great.

He grins at her and then picks up the razor. He stares at the end of it and she watches as he brings a finger up. Looking like he is about to touch the blade, she cautions him.

Akane:      Careful. It’s really sharp.

Glancing back at her, he nods and puts the razor in her outstretched hand as she props herself up on one arm. She demonstrates by starting at the top of her delta and carefully pulling it downward a little ways before she then hands the razor back to him.

Akane:      Now rinse it off by shaking it sideways in the water.

He does so and his attention returns to the bare track of skin that is now where there were once soapy black curls. He runs a finger across the bare patch feeling only soft, smooth skin. He starts to offer her back the razor when she smiles at him, puts her hands up behind her head and leans back against the rolled up towel, her hands providing a little further height so she can watch him.

Akane:      You try it now.

He had paid close attention when she had done it, but despite that, when he tries it only a few hairs come up. She continues smiling at him patiently. She knows he understood how to do it, but is just hesitant to put much pressure for fear of cutting her.

Akane:      It’s ok, Ranma. Ya just need to press a little harder. As long as ya keep the razor at the proper angle and never move it sideways, I’ll be ok.

Ranma gulps and tries to keep his focus on the task as his eyes again start wandering, her current positioning only furthering his difficulty. Reveling in his heated gaze, she thrills as she watches and feels his brief struggle before he refocuses and tries again. She also doesn’t miss the fact that his manhood is remaining the consistency of an iron bar. Returning her attention to his task, she watches as he finishes a second pass, this time at the appropriate pressure. He smiles triumphantly as he rinses off the razor.

Slowly and carefully, he proceeds to work his way from the top down and again uses his fingers to devastating effect while taking extra care around her puffy lips and particularly near that extra sensitive nubbin that is starting to peek out. Her head is lolling back and she is whimpering faintly by the time he shaves away the last of the hair nearest her opening. Slowly pouring some of the now warm water, he rinses away the last of the soap. His seemingly passing soft caresses across her now bare, more sensitive mons and engorged lips combine with his previous efforts and the faintest brush across her fully exposed clit cause her to arch taut like a bow and cry out as she is claimed by the rising flood he had been building.

Akane:      Ohhhhh Gods! RanMAAAAAAAA!!!!!

His member twitches violently at the earthy sounds of her delight and he is grinning madly when she again regains her senses. Breathing heavier, she spares only a cursory glance at herself before she gazes into his eyes. Starting to sit up, Ranma surprises her by shaking his head “no”. Cocking her head slightly in barely concealed amusement she wonders if he has something more in mind and decides not to even try listening to his thoughts, instead looking forward to whatever he is planning as she lies back.

Ranma:      Acchan, I want this to be your time for a while. Kinda’ a reward an’ all for all of your hard trainin’ today and a kinda’ thanks for everything I learned today.

Her only response is a huge triumphant grin at her third victory in one day.

Akane:      <He’s actually going to take the initiative for once!>

He doesn’t want to disappoint her since she had been coaxing and encouraging him all day to not be afraid to be more aggressive and take some initiative. Wanting nothing more than to make her as happy as he can for the rest of their lives, he decides that there is no time like the present to do something that he remembers her enjoying Wednesday evening. Something he finds himself also wanting to try again. She gasps at the feel of his strong hands sliding beneath and grasping her behind. He then lifts her hips up and slides forward a little. The scent of her arousal rushes to his hindbrain forcing him to struggle even harder to retain his focus. Starting off with soft kisses trailing up the insides of her thighs, he smiles when she begins trembling ever so slightly as he approaches her apex. Suddenly the world dims slightly for her at a slow pass of his tongue running the full length of her folds and circling around her little bud at the top, her groan ending in a sharp yelp.

Akane:      Ohhhhhh... Ah!

Savoring her taste, that he could only describe as sweetly intoxicating, nearly as much as her response, Ranma decides right then and there that he definitely likes this and actually finds it even better now that there is no hair to get in his way. Smiling at his enjoyment as much as her own and before she loses her mind to the magic again being worked by him, her last thought is that he has an absolutely amazing ability for rapidly learning and adapting physical techniques.

He resumes slowly with several gentle kisses across the freshly shaven area, the feel of his soft lips causing her eyelids to again flutter partially closed. She moans softly as he blows lightly across her now fully exposed nubbin and then begins exploring with his tongue, enjoying everywhere while carefully watching, listening to and feeling her responses. Patiently exploring through her folds with random jaunts up to, around and across her bud, he pushes her higher and higher with each pass. Ranma stifles a chuckle when he feels the heels of her feet begin to press on his back and her fingers begin flowing through his hair grasping and caressing his head, encouraging him on.

Akane:      Nnn Nnn Nnnn... RanMAA! Mmmmmm...

Slowly increasing his pace while continuing to pay close attention to her responses, he begins to find a kind of pattern to some of her reactions and adjusts his timing ever so slightly as he increases his pace a little more. Her moans and cries gradually grow in volume and duration causing Ranma to smile inwardly and forces him to tighten his grip when she begins writhing beneath him.

Akane:      Nnn Nnnnn! Soooo nice RanmaAH! AHH!

Flames rocket throughout her and she begins seeing faint shapes and colors at the edges of her vision while she continues rising. His pace is almost maddening, rather than driving her over the edge towards release, he is somehow able to just barely keep her from going over while continuing her build. A few moments later her hips begin to buck and move involuntarily and Ranma almost shouts in triumph.

Akane:      OH GODS... I’m nOT. gonna. NNNGG! coME down MMMMM! offa thisss...

After shifting his hold to free a hand, he slowly inserts a finger into her tight grasping channel and begins moving it in and out to her bucking rhythm, searching for that little spot she described earlier. Finding it, he senses her subtle shift in breathing just as she is about to go over and puckers his lips slightly, quickly placing them over her little nubbin and sucking gently while she launches over the edge.

Akane:      OOOOHHH!! GODS! RANMAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

Her vision blacks out and the whole world seems to explode as the flames racing throughout consume her.

He hears several loud cracks as she goes rigid and it takes him a moment to realize that she had released his head and is now pounding her fists on the large stone they are on, literally cracking it while her loud piercing cry echoes in the night air. Not wanting to let up on her torment just yet, Ranma is forced to bring up his knees a little to help steady her as she resumes writhing about in ecstasy.

Savoring the feel of her pleasure flowing through the link, the sexy combination of her cries, writhing and the feel of her tight channel squeezing his now drenched finger combine to cause him to nearly erupt. Yet he controls himself - barely, reminding himself that this is her time. Continuing uninterrupted, he laves his tongue around and with feather light passes across her now supersensitive little bud while thrusting his finger deeper to her grasping rhythm. By focusing on her breathing, movements and cries and timing the passes on those special little spots, he is able to keep her rising even further as she goes over the edge again

Akane:      NNN! MMMM! NNNNN! NNNNNNGGGG!!

and again

Akane:      MMM NNNNN! NNNNGAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!

and again.

Akane:      NNG! NNN NNNG! NNNNNNG!!! RANNNMMMMAAAAAAA!!!

He keeps her going several times each a little stronger than the last before her cries begin to soften and he feels her wilting in exhaustion. Removing his finger, he thrusts his tongue as deep as he can and sends her over one last time drinking in her delicious honey and savoring the mild intoxicating effect its sweet musky flavor has upon him. Gently lowering her hips to his lap, he becomes almost mesmerized at the sight of her beautiful form drenched in sweat glistening in the bright moonlight, eyelids aflutter and panting heavily with the last of the quakes rocking through her.

Also feeling fairly tired, he finds himself grateful for the respite and taking note again of the rest of his surroundings, he notices that he is also totally drenched, by a mixture of sweat and her juices. When he sees the numerous fractures in the stone near her fists, he smiles in pride.

Ranma:      [softly to himself] My beautiful Acchan... so strong...

So strong... to him so few words held so many meanings. Strength of body, strength of spirit, strength off will and mind - all but only a few of the qualities that made her the most beautiful woman in the world to him. That made her his tomboy.

After a few moments, she tries to sit up and Ranma helps pull her up so she is again straddling his lap. He wraps his arms around her in a tight embrace, one that she barely has the strength left to return. After kissing him deeply for a couple of minutes and briefly wondering at what he so enjoys about what she tastes upon his lips, she leans close up to his ear.

Akane:      [softly] Mmm... Ranma, that was... wonderful... Than...

Ranma leans back and brings a hand up, placing a finger over her lips.

Ranma:      Ya never have ta thank me for that. It makes me so happy ta see ya happy like that an’ it’s all the thanks I ever need.

A tear makes its ways down her cheek and she finds the strength to give him a near bone-crushing hug.

Akane:      <Oh, Ranma...>

A few moments later she becomes acutely aware of his quivering hardness, leans back slightly and reaches down between them wrapping her hand around him.

Akane:      You haven’t? Oh, I’m sor...

Ranma:      Shhh... it’s ok. Ya need ta rest.

Akane feels a little guilty and appears about to argue.

Ranma:      [softly] Never feel that ya owe me anything. Ya don’t owe me nothin’. You’ve already given me so much. [his voice thick with emotion trails off to a whisper] More than I can ever repay...

Akane smiles as another tear escapes her and wraps her arms around his neck, again hugging him tightly.

Akane:      [softly in his ear] No more than you’ve given me...

He smiles happily, holding her tight for several minutes before he notices that her grip has subsided and hears a soft snore. With a little difficulty, because he doesn’t want to wake her, he carefully stands up. Eventually making it up, her arms are still loosely wrapped around his neck while he gently holds her by the waist. Deciding that they could use a rinse at the very least, he picks her up and carries her out into the hot water of the spring. Finding the rock they sat upon earlier, he sits down and lowers her onto his lap so that they are both submerged nearly up to their shoulders in the steaming hot water, her head leaning against his shoulder.

Brushing a sweaty lock of hair up and off of her forehead, he gives her a soft kiss there. While he sits there studying her face in the bright moonlit night, he again marvels at her strength and stamina given how well she kept up with the training today. He had severely underestimated her over the last year, especially her determination and he vows that he will never do so again. While gently passing the back of his fingers across her cheek, he begins to think back over what has become the most wonderful week in his life, each new day better than the last. In fact, before Wednesday, he had never imagined this is how it could be or what it was even like to share such moments with the beautiful young woman in his arms. A woman that he now knew that he loved with every fiber of his being and it filled him with such indescribable joy to know that she loved him with equal passion and intensity.

His thoughts continue to drift back to last weekend and he frowns at his misunderstanding with her that helped destroy their wedding. She was so angry and hurt. Hurt caused by him. Hurt that he never again wanted her to ever feel again and especially to not be caused by him. Despite his initial embarrassment he was so glad that she found him on the roof that night.

Wanting to forget what he was prepared to do, he gently tightens his hold on her for a moment and is surprised when she does so as well. Her soft snoring continues uninterrupted and he again kisses her on the forehead. He doesn’t know how she did that, but deep down he is grateful as a small tear makes its way down his face and falls into the water. He looks up into the night sky and silently thanks every deity out there for his beautiful Akane saving him from a terrible mistake.

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Author’s Notes:

08-26-2003

First off, I hope everyone continues to enjoy the story so far. I never anticipated this many people enjoying it so well and it has really motivated me to increase the scope and depth of the story from what I had originally envisioned. Thank you very much!

Also, special thanks to those of you who have submitted reviews and sent me feedback! It really helps to keep me focused.

1) In addition to this one being another lemon, it has a number of WAFFy moments that I believe to be important in showing the progression of their relationship - especially the growing trust in each other. Although I didn’t explain it fully here, Akane’s “training” throughout the day was fairly complete in everything she knows about her body. Not just her likes and dislikes and what feels good and what doesn’t but also including all of the little details about “that time of the month” and particularly about pregnancy.

2) In case anyone may have missed that particular aspect of Chapter 7, yes, even when they are asleep they can sense the needs of their partner and respond. Just as Akane did in the last paragraph of this chapter and just as Ranma did in the first paragraph of Chapter 18 and in Chapter 15.

3) More notes are likely to follow since I often update these based upon feedback and/or questions posted in the reviews.

This is my first attempt at fan-fiction. Any feedback / criticism / comments would be appreciated. Please be gentle.

:-)