Wounded: Chapter 10

Author:
Bate

Yey! Another chapter!
This is a LEMON / SEXUAL chapter also, and as in chapter 9 I’ll put up warnings so you know when the dirty parts come, and you can choose if you want to read it or not...

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Chapter 10
Slowly opening his eyes, Ranma felt slightly disoriented as he woke up, his mind filled with mixed feelings and memories from the night. #Wow. Did we really..?# He quickly glanced around, seeing no one else in the sun-filled bedroom with him, but could see evidence of a person having slept next to him. Drawing in a deep breath, he let the scent from Akane wash over him. He strained his ears, and could detect the sounds of his shower running. Smiling naughtily, with equally naughty thoughts crowding his brain, he got up from the bed without bothering with his clothes, and quickly headed for the bathroom.

Akane was letting the water wake her up properly. Lifting her face to the warm water, she took delight in her newfound self-esteem, letting her hands slowly glide over her body as she recalled how Ranma had touched her the night before. #Ohmygod!# she squealed in her mind. #Ohmygod! We had sex..! Great sex! That had to be the best thing ever invented!# She blushed as she remembered her favourite parts, which there were plenty of, and she could feel herself heating up again.

“Akane, get your mind out of the gutter! Haven’t you had enough already?!” She scolded herself, rubbing her face vigorously with her hands. She barely had the time to register the cool draft as the cabinet doors opened, before two strong arms snaked around her from behind, and Ranma’s warm voice purred in her ear,

“Mmm, I really hope you haven’t...”

Akane squealed as she spun around, facing Ranma. He grinned broadly at her, dipping in to plant kisses on her neck and shoulders, and Akane found herself wondering what to do. On one hand she felt herself slipping into his promised warmth, her body calling out to him, but on the other hand she wasn’t sure if this was the smartest thing to do now that the light of day made her question his motives.

“...’cause I’ve got plans for you, sweetie...” Ranma continued.


Wooohooo! Lemon/sex part coming up!


“Oh?” Akane questioned breathless. “What kind of plans?” She blushed as Ranma pushed her back against the cold walls of the shower cabinet, pressing himself tightly against her front as he stared hungrily at her, grinning at her attempt at trying to regain her control. Akane cursed her treacherous arms as they slipped around him, looking up at him with big, dark eyes. Wetting her lips, she pushed up against Ranma and kissed him softly in an attempt to rid him of his smirk, ignoring the stern voice in the back of her head that said this was the wrong way to go if she was trying to get out of the situation. The voice weakened as Ranma pressed even more against her, his rigid cock pressed up against her stomach, slowly rubbing against her.

“Well,” he breathed, drawing slightly back to free his mouth, letting his hands play addictively with her tingling breasts, “I was hoping to tempt you to spend the day with me..? I could show you the rest of my apartment also, not just the bedroom, and I’m a decent cook, so I can treat you to a nutritious breakfast...? What do you say, Akane... Stay with me?” His last question seemed to have a deeper meaning to her, but even if it didn’t she couldn’t stop her head from nodding an affirmative. As he moved in on her again, his hands getting more eager and his lips tracing her jaw-line, she welcomed him with her own needs. Ranma suddenly lifted her up, letting her wind her legs around his hips, and dipped his head to caress her breasts with his tongue.

“Oh, Ranma...” Akane half squealed, half breathed. #Ranma... Ranma... oh, Ranma...# her mind chanted, as Ranma lifted his head and met her bright eyes with his own burning stare. She felt herself melting under his insistent stare, and whimpered as she felt his cock at the wet entrance to her sex. She trembled as he slowly pushed into her, never breaking their eye contact, her breathing erratic. He kept the tempo slow, but intense none the less, and kept staring at her as moans and groans escaped her lips, clutching to his shoulders with her hands and using her leg-grip on him to help moving as much as she could. Ranma didn’t utter a sound except from his shaky breathing, and she felt that he was almost talking to her with his unwavering stare, felt he was making sure she knew she was his. #Huh? Where did that thought come from?# Before she could ponder on the foreign thought, Ranma’s firm moves was making her brain turn to mush, reducing her to a trembling form filled with desire and flames. She almost sobbed as feelings flooded her, with Ranma never breaking their connection, and she stared as she could see the emotions play over his face. Desire for her, male pride, longing, something close to agony as he forced himself to keep back his own release until he was satisfied that she’d gotten hers first, the relief and pleasure as he finally let himself go, pumping his orgasm into her with deep grunts at each spasm going through his body, and a torrent of feelings she felt resonated with her soul as they stood still in their embrace, looking at each other in comfortable silence with the warm water from the shower cascading over them. Finally he closed his eyes and held her close, waiting for their hearts to slow down before he released her and helped her back down to her feet.


And it’s all safe again...


“So... What do you want for breakfast?” He asked her with a very male, very satisfied smile, letting one of his hands cup her chin as the other rested on the small of her back.

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Ranma hummed happily, placing the warm meal out on the kitchen table as his thoughts lingered on Akane. He felt so complete, and smiled brightly as Akane stepped into the kitchen wearing his bathrobe.

“Hmm, you look good in that.” He complimented her. “Of course, I think you look good in just about anything...” Akane blushed and peaked shyly at him through her bangs, smiling cutely.

“Thanks. Well, this smells good... Where should I sit?”

“Oh, just grab a chair, I’ll take the other one. You want milk, warm tea or ice-tea? I’ve got some other things too.” He watched her as she sat down at the table, feeling how right it all was.

“Um, I’ll just have some warm tea, thanks.” Ranma took the seat across from her as he poured them some tea, and soon they both relaxed and talked about everything and nothing at all as they ate. When they were both filled up Ranma took Akane by the hand and led her out into his living-room, and to the couch he’d fallen asleep on the previous night. He pulled her down onto his lap, smiling brightly as she cuddled up to him, relaxing immediately. For a long while they both were silent, just touching each other lightly and enjoying being together.

“You know, I didn’t even hope for this to happen when I first met you, although I’ve never reacted so strongly to anybody in my hole life.” Ranma suddenly said silently. Akane raised her face to look closely at him, trying to figure out what exactly he meant.

“What do you mean?” she timidly asked, studying one of his large hands closely by holding it in her own hands and turning it back and forth.

“I mean... I never thought I’d ever find someone... for me...Especially since you’re the only one I’ve ever wanted. Women never interested me, but at the first smile you gave me you broke through something inside of me, a wall I didn’t know I had.” He calmly tried to explain it, breathing deeply in the scent of her hair.

“Really?” Akane grinned happily, making herself comfortable against him. “You’re the first guy I’ve ever wanted to step closer to, in stead of getting away from.” She confessed shyly. Ranma smiled triumphantly, hugging her closer to him, and gave her a quick kiss.

“I hope it stays that way. I just... it just feels like...” Ranma hesitated, unsure of how to put his feelings and thoughts. Playing with her fingers, he hoped she wouldn’t get mad at him, and plunged into an attempt at explaining how he felt. “I like the fact that I’m your first, and hopefully only one - you know what I mean... And there’s this feeling inside of me... that you’re mine.” He held up a hand as he saw her eyes narrowing, and rushed on. “I can’t help it, I want you to be mine, and I hope you want to be mine as well... I know that I’m yours, as long as you want me, and even if you don’t want me I’ll never be anybody else’s...” Akane’s eyes grew from narrow to dinner-plate sizes, and her mouth hung open in surprise. Ranma could see emotions fight across her face, recognising joy and irritation along with shyness and uncertainty. He froze as he didn’t know what to say or do until he’d gotten a spoken reaction from her. Akane stared intently at Ranma, seeing him freeze up, and kissed him firmly.

“I thought I’d told you already, I want you Ranma...I just never dreamt that I’d have the chance at having you...” her voice dropped to a whisper. “I’m yours if you really want me, just... don’t hurt me.” Ranma slowly wrapped her up in his arms, holding her almost crushingly as his heart thundered.

“I’d never hurt you, sweetie, not intentionally anyways..! And I’ll make sure no one else ever gets to hurt you either.” Akane heard the underlying steel in his voice, and knew he thought about Kuno. Still it made her feel safe more than anything else, and she kind of liked the thought of him wanting to protect her.

“Thank you, Ranma. In return, I’ll never hurt you either.”

“Um, does this mean... that we’re a couple now?” Ranma grinned like a little boy, releasing her and sitting more upright in the couch.

“If you want to... then yeah, I guess so.” Akane blushed at the twinkling in his eyes, feeling like a nervous teenager again.

“YES!” Ranma roared, jumping up from the couch so that Akane fell back into it, and he continued jumping around the room waving his fists in the air while shouting. “Yes! Yes!!! YEAH!” Akane started giggling, and broke into full-blown heartfelt laughter as Ranma leapt over to her and grabbed her, spinning them both around and around.

“Ranma! Put me down! I’m getting dizzy!” She ordered laughingly.

“Never!” Ranma answered, but stopped his twirling. In stead he started to kiss her deeply, and things would probably have ended up with a certain way of celebration if Akane’s cell phone hadn’t started ringing. She broke off the intoxicating kisses and stared curiously at her phone, seeing Nabiki’s name flash on it.

“Nabiki?” Akane answered the phone. “Hey... No, I’m okay... What? ...Oh, I totally forgot! I’m coming as quickly as I can! ...Thanks!”

“What was that all about?” Ranma asked her as she turned back to him.

“I have classes at the dojo today! I totally forgot! I need to go back home to take care of things.” Akane could tell that Ranma didn’t like the idea, but she smiled and took his hand. “Come on, you’re coming with me. You said you wanted to see it, and here’s your chance. Besides, I promised to stay with you today, and this way I’m still with you...” Ranma melted at her sunny smile, and followed her, getting ready to leave in record time.

I know it’s a bit short, but the next chapter will be a bit longer - promise...