Nekoken Is Out Of The Bag! Chapter 3 by Lord Archive Author's pre-note: This is a Lemon. There are sex scenes in this even though it has a plot. It is also has a couple dark scenes, but isn't really dark, just serious. This story takes place after Manga volume 38. Legal babble: Ranma 1/2 and all characters in this story are copyrighted by Rumiko Takahashi, Viz Video, ect... and is used without consent. I am only borrowing them. I will return them... eventually. ---------------------------------------------------- Chapter 3 - A Cat in the Mountains ---------------------------------------------------- - Friday Afternoon Akane sat on the train, watching Ranma look out the window. she thought. ---------------------------------------------------- -Friday evening Ranma and Akane were walking towards Mt. Terror. Only Akane was breaking any real sweat from their journey so far. They were about an hour from where they would set up camp. "Why don't we take a break here," Akane said as she eyed a gas station / restaurant / convenience store. "Couldn't hurt," Ranma answered, realizing it was already late, and any delay didn't really matter. They walked in, and sat at the restaurant. After placing a their orders, Akane left to get a few items from the store. When she got back Ranma noticed that Akane's face was beet red. "Akane, are you okay?" Ranma asked. "Huh?" "Your face is all red." "Oh, it's nothing. I just did something a little embarrassing." "What did ya do?" "I'll tell you later." Ranma might have pressed his questioning, but his food was delivered and his stomach took over his mind. ---------------------------------------------------- -Late Friday Night Ranma sat at a rock next to the stream, brooding. Akane was in the tent they brought. In their rush to leave, they failed to notice Genma hiding the second tent while they were packing. "Ranma, are you going to sit there all night?" Akane asked as she stuck her head out of the tent. "Are you sure you want to stay with me? I might still hurt you." "I knew the risks when I came here. Besides, I brought a dozen water guns and with that stream there, I should be safe. Now get in here." Ranma nodded his head and walked over to the tent, and entered. "A-A-Akane!" Ranma stammered. He saw Akane sitting in the middle of the tent, wearing only her gi top and blushing bright red. "Wh-what? I thought. ah..." "Ranma, I, ah, think maybe we should, ah, well you know..." "Are you suggesting what I think your suggesting?" "Yes, I think we should have, ah, s-sex. I mean, neither of us are technically virgins, and you can't even remember it. I also want to remember sex with you as something pleasurable, and not something the cat dragged in." Ranma flinched at the statement. Akane turned a deeper shade of red, realizing what she said before starting to laugh, which Ranma nervously joined in. Akane put her hand up to Ranma's face and caressed his cheek. "Please, Ranma. If you don't want to do this for yourself, then... do it for me." Ranma's eyes widened. "I... wasn't ready last time. It hurt... a lot. But now, I think I'm ready... if you are...." Ranma slowly nodded. Akane's hand went from his cheek to behind his head as she leaned forward and started to kiss him. Ranma started returning the kiss with a passion. Akane continued to lead, letting her hands roam up and down his back. Ranma, not wanting to be left behind, reciprocated. Soon, his hands were fondling the smooth round orbs of her bare ass. Akane, not even pausing to end the kiss, tore Ranma's shirt open, sending a broken button flying. Deciding to once again take the initiative, Akane reached behind Ranma's neck and, with a move that would have made a master of jujitsu proud, pulled Ranma down on top of her. The fall pushed Ranma's hands up her hip and under her gi, parting it much the same way as she had Ranma's shirt. Ranma could feel Akane's bare chest against his as he lay on top of her. He stopped kissing Akane on the lips in favor of moving down to her nipples. One of his hands slowly moved down her body eliciting a moan from her. Only to be added by more as he began to play with her nether regions. Feeling Akane writhe against him in such ecstasy was starting to affect Ranma in ways he couldn't have imagined before. Ranma pulled back, much to Akane's dismay until she saw Ranma loosening the drawstring of his pants. Using this break in the action to her advantage, Akane desperately grabbed the paper bag that held her purchases from the store. She pulled out a box of condoms. Ranma saw them and blinked. "Uh, you want me to use those?" Akane nodded, "Our lives are complicated enough. I don't want to take any unnecessary risks." Ranma whined, "Do I have ta?" Akane nodded and removed a condom from its packaging. She stroked his shaft with her hand before placing the condom onto it. Once on, he moved so that his penis was pointing directly at her yearning hole. "Ready?" Ranma asked. Akane nodded. In one smooth motion Ranma shoved his prick into her. She gasped as the sensation, while similar to what she felt Wednesday, this time it held no pain for her, only pleasure. Ranma was thrusting in and out of her in a slow, yet powerful, rhythmic fashion. Her hips raised to meet his each time he thrust in. Each thrust edged her closer and closer to release. Finally the orgasmic dam broke, making her gasp and moan as untold feelings of euphoria ripped through her being. Shortly afterwards, Ranma went rigid as he filled the condom with his seed and feelings of ecstasy engulfed him. Exhausted, Ranma rolled off Akane and lay next to her. "Wow, that was great," panted Akane as she snuggled up to him. Ranma nodded once before falling asleep. "I hope you don't do that all the time," she sighed before she, too, fell into a deep slumber. ---------------------------------------------------- - Saturday Morning Akane awakened slowly. She felt something was missing. As she opened her eyes, she noticed Ranma wasn't there. she thought angrily. She closed her gi top and peeked out of the tent. She looked around for a moment before noticing onna-Ranma sitting in the stream. "Good morning," Akane greeted happily, exiting the tent. "Morning," Ranma said, gloomily. "What's the matter?" she asked, concerned. She walked towards Ranma. "I-I'm worried. I don't want to hurt anyone, but I can't control myself in Nekoken. If I went cat now and you couldn't get me wet, I'll r-rape you again. I-I don't think you should..." Akane interrupted Ranma by kissing her. "I appreciate your concern, but I can take care of myself. Besides, I might be willing to have sex with your cat side." Ranma blinked. "W-what?" "The problem with Wednesday was that I had no warning and no foreplay. The next time something like that happens, and I can't stop you, I'll be more receptive to it. It'll still hurt, but at least I'll be able to get some pleasure from it." "Y-you're willing to do t-that?" "I'm here, aren't I?" Ranma shook her head. "Akane, how can you love me after what I've done?" Akane sighed, "Because I do. I can't blame you for Wednesday as you did that out of your love for me. And I love you because you're honorable and caring, even if you're also an insensitive idiot at times." "Some honorable person I am. I've been stringing along fiancees just to delay a marriage I wasn't sure I wanted. I've kept an important secret from you that not telling you is about as damaging to your honor as it would be for me to tell you. Not to mention that I should've either committed Seppuku or married you after Wednesday." "Don't you dare think about doing something like that! I don't want you to ever consider suicide as way out.", Akane said, shaking Ranma. "Akane, I might have to. If I lose control completely..." "We'll prevent that from happening. Ranma, I am never going to leave you. Not now, not ever. If it takes me marrying you for you to realize this, so be it. I love you and you're stuck with me, now and forever." "Are you sure about that? I might do something to push you away. Or what happens if I get stuck in this body?" "It'd take an awful lot to push me away. And if you become permanently stuck as a girl, then we go find some Nannichaun to either cure you or curse me." "You'd curse yourself just to stay with me?" "Yes," Akane nodded. "Now what is this about a secret you've been keeping from me?" Ranma sighed, "First let me explain why I've kept it. I made an oath to not tell anyone about it. That damned oath has kept me from telling you, even though it was abused and hurt your honor. I nearly broke it several times because I couldn't stand it." "So, you're honor bound to not tell me? Why tell me now?" "Because telling you now can help save your honor while mine is already lost for what happened Wednesday." "Are you sure you want to tell me? It might help to salvage your honor by not telling." "No! Your honor is more important than mine is. I have to tell you." The fierceness of Ranma's words kept Akane silent. Ranma hoped Akane would take this well. "The oath involves Ryoga and why we fight. Ryoga is right in saying that he's seen hell for something I did. It began after the missed duel. He tried to follow me to get his man-to-man fight. He followed me all the way to China and... Jusenkyo." Akane eyes widened, she wasn't sure what he was about to say, but she knew she wasn't going to like it. Ranma looked down into the stream, she did not want to see Akane's reaction. "He was on a cliff over looking the pools when... a panda that was being chased by an enraged girl with red hair passed by. The panda knocked him off balance, and I, being the girl, knocked him into the cursed pool of drowned... black... piglet." Akane blinked. "You're expecting me to believe Ryoga is P-Chan?" Ranma slapped herself in the head. "YES! Because it's the truth. Have you ever noticed that they both wear the same bandanna. They both get lost weeks at a time. While they are never seen together at the same time, that when one of them shows up, the other tends to appear a little later. That he avoids water like the plague." "But I've seen him wet." "After he got Shampoo's water-proof soap." "I don't understand. Why would he do that?" "Because he loves you, and that is the only way you've shown him affection." "He... loves... me?" "Yes." "I don't believe you." Ranma shook her head. "It's a simple matter of finding out if I'm telling the truth. Give P-Chan a hot bath or get Ryoga wet. Besides, why the hell do you think I've been jealous of a pig if that's all he was?" "You're serious." "Damn straight. I am not letting you sleep with P-Chan unless you can prove I'm lying." "Fine! The next time I see P-Chan, he gets a hot bath." Akane stomped off to the tent. Ranma thought. --------------------------------------- Hours later Ranma and Akane sat by the camp fire. Neither had said nor done anything since morning. They said each other's name simultaneously. "Ranma, I'm sorry I don't believe you... It's just I can't believe he'd do that. I can't see anyone willing be a pet." "What about Pop?" Ranma jokingly interrupted. "Okay, I guess he might be a pet, but I can't see Ryoga doing that. Also, I believe he's as honorable as you, maybe more so, but if what you say is true." Akane stared into the fire. "Then he isn't honorable at all. It'd mean he slept in my bed and seen me undressed. He'd know almost all of my deepest secrets." "Almost?" "Well, I've never voiced my love for you before last Monday. Until China, I've tried to deny it, and I couldn't even bring myself to tell P-Chan. Besides, I couldn't risk Nabiki or anyone else listening in." "What'll you do when you find out I told the truth?" "IF you told me the truth, I'll... I'll probably send him to the vets. If you lied to me, you'll have some explaining to do." "I hope he didn't find some temporary cure," Ranma commented. Akane was shaken by Ranma words. He had stated matter-of-factly that Ryoga is P-Chan, and he hadn't shown any signs that this was a joke. Akane knew it was a joke, either Ranma's, which she hoped it was, or Ryoga's, which kami help him if that's the case. After a long silence, Ranma asked, "Akane, are you still planning to fight Shampoo?" "Yes," Akane replied. Ranma sighed, he didn't exactly want to do this in case he hurt her, but not doing so would get her hurt in the battle. "Then I guess I better train you." "You make it sound like there is no way I can beat her." Ranma shook his head. "You may be good, but Shampoo is better. She's been trained as a fighter since she could walk. You've been training as it's something to do." "I still say I can take her," Akane insisted. Ranma was still shaking his head, he didn't want another fight, "Maybe you could, but I can help make sure you win." Akane nodded, grinning. ----------------------------------------------------- A short distance from camp, Ranma spent several minutes carving a flat, nine inch square area on the side of a large, dead tree with a diameter of several feet. He motioned for Akane to come over. "For your first lesson, I'd like to work on speed. Your strength, as good as it is, means nothing if you never land a blow," Ranma began. "So, how come I'm not learning chestnut fist?" Akane asked. "Because you're not fast enough yet. I was a lot faster than you before learning that move. Hopefully, you'll be fast enough to attempt it by the end of the weekend." Akane was a little angry at him for degrading her skill, but nodded. She wanted to be trained, so getting into a fight about it wouldn't help. Ranma pointed to the square he cut into the tree. "To begin this lesson, I'd like you to punch this area as fast as you can. Don't worry about putting any strength into it, just work on speed." "Okay." Akane punched the area several times before Ranma stopped her, shaking his head. "Akane, you're putting to much power in those punches. Concentrate on speed, like this." Ranma tapped Akane two dozen times in a second. "Just connect your punches with the tree, don't try to hurt it." Akane resumed punching the area. Ranma coached her from the side usually saying either, "faster" or "less power." His words were annoying her. After an hour, Ranma said, "Keep at it. I'll cook lunch." "I should make you lunch," Akane replied stopping her attack on the tree. "No," Ranma replied, becoming nervous. "You should continue training. You won't learn chestnut fist if you're the one cooking." Akane shook her head. "Okay... but I'm cooking dinner for you Tuesday." Ranma shivered. "Okay, now get back to training." Akane nodded and returned to punching the tree. ----------------------------------------------------- Akane sat down by the camp fire, her arms hung loosely to her side. It took some effort for her to pick up a plate that held her lunch. "How do your arms feel?" Ranma asked. "Perfectly fine," Akane obstinately lied. "Whatever," Ranma smirked. "By the way, afternoon training works on the legs." Akane sighed, "What training is that?" "A game of tag, and you're it. You'll also be wearing leg weights." ----------------------------------------------------- Akane chased after Ranma, over the hills and through the woods. "Hey, move it faster, a snail just passed you up," Ranma called. He regretted insulting her now, but he knew she'd be better motivated to chase after him by doing so. "Your not the one that's wearing the leg weights!" Akane angrily retorted. "I thought you're a martial artist, you should be able to handle such minor obstacles." Akane snarled, "Get back, here you JERK!" Several minutes passed as Akane chased Ranma. A predatory gleam came to Akane's eyes as she saw Ranma make a sharp turn. She leapt at him, slamming him into the tree. "Ow," Ranma uttered before laughing. "You actually caught me." "Yes, I did." Akane smirked. "So, if a snail passed me up, then how'd I get you." "Aw, I only said it to motivate you. Do you think you would've touched me if I didn't?" Akane blinked. "You said it to motivate me?" "Yeah, most of the time I say something insulting, it's to point out a weakness and hope the person would be motivated to fix it. The more I insult it, the more I feel it needs improving." "Hey, you constantly insult my figure." Ranma gulped. "T-that's different. I've been insulting that to, well, make our parents think I wasn't attracted to you. If I kept saying you were cute, what do you think our marital status would be?" "Y-you think I'm cute?" "Um, yes," he answered, blushing. Akane reached over and started to kiss Ranma. After several moments they decide to work on mutual endurance training. The type of training a condom is needed to help prevent a certain kind of accident. ----------------------------------------------------- Saturday Evening Akane knelt at the edge of the stream, with Ranma standing beside her. "All right Akane, first attempt. GO!" Ranma called. Akane's arms dashed into the stream, splashing water everywhere. "I caught one." Akane said gleefully. "Yeah, you caught one," onna-Ranma replied. "Akane, the idea to do it so as not to get wet, and not get everything wet." Akane looked at Ranma sheepishly. "Gomen." "Try it again without splashing everything, or I sleep like this tonight." "Are you give me an incentive to fail?" Akane smirked. "W-what?" Ranma stammered. "Well, I am, kinda, sorta, interested in seeing what'd it be like to make love with you in that form." Akane's face was beet red. Ranma shook her head, and then grinned when she got an idea. "If you can attempt the move without splashing everything, then you get choice of which form I'll be in tonight." "Deal," Akane grinned. After an hour of trying, Akane attempted the move without excessive splashing. She still wasn't at Chestnut speed, but she did catch seven fish to cook for dinner. After dinner she returned to the tree and started to punch it for a couple hours before going back to the tent for the night. ----------------------------------------------------- Onna-Ranma sat sheepishly in the center of the tent, wearing only her red Chinese shirt, when Akane returned to the tent. Akane giggled at the sight. "Did I look like that last night?" Ranma nodded, blushing deeper. "Do you want to lead?" Akane asked. Ranma shook her head. Akane sighed, most of her fantasies about Ranma had him being the aggressor, yet he had to be goaded into moving things along. Akane pressed her hand between Ranma's breast, pushing her onto her back. Ranma landed with her legs spread, giving Akane a good view of her cunt. Akane then bent down and started licking. Ranma's felt sensations she never knew existed as Akane's tongue explored her nether regions. Ranma could feel the tongue dart in and out of her love hole. Ranma could not get into a position to return pleasure to Akane without stopping her. Ranma instead parted her unbuttoned shirt and massaged her own breasts. Akane enjoyed making Ranma moan like hell. But, she wanted Ranma to do some work to. Akane received several whimpers from Ranma as she stopped licking. Ranma eyes became glued to Akane as she removed her gi as slowly and seductively as possible. Ranma thought, wishing Akane would return to pleasuring. Ranma's body started to shudder, she needed to cum and she needed to do it now. Ranma's hands reached for the yearning hole between her legs. "Stop!" Akane commanded, freezing Ranma. "Only I get to play with your body." "P-p-pleeeassse Akaaneee, I neeed to cum." "Hold your horses, Dear. You'll cum soon enough." Akane slipped her gi pants off, leaving her only with her panties on. She moved over to the side of Ranma, kneeling. "Now, Ranma, can you help me remove my panties?" Ranma nodded, taking a shaking hand and moved it between Akane's legs. She hooked a finger around the strip of clothe and pulled down. Ranma watched as Akane's womanhood came into view. Once the panties had fallen to her knees, Akane removed them the rest of the way. She then moved again, this time positioning her lowered lips on top of Ranma's upper lips. Akane screeched in pleasure as Ranma's tongue ran along her. Akane leaned forward and returned to that which she had recently neglected. Akane quickly regretted her earlier work, as it only took a moment for Ranma to spasm under her as an orgasm struck. Ranma, sur-cuming to the pleasure, stopped licking Akane. Akane wanted more, but Ranma could only lay there panting. "You're not done with me, get back to work," Akane commanded. "You asked for it." Ranma took a deep breath. "Tenshin Amaguriken." Akane's eyes widened in shock as Ranma called the attack name. Her eyes nearly exploded out of their sockets as she felt Ranma's tongue dart in and out of her dozens of times per second. "KAMI-SAMA!!!(moan)Ranma...(gasp)...not...(moan)...that...(MOAN)...fast," Akane attempted to say. Ranma ignored her and was rewarded with a face full of Akane's love juices. "Ack," she uttered, trying to wipe the cum off her face. Akane rolled off Ranma, gasping for air. Her lack of breath made her regret looking at Ranma's face as she broke out into laughter. "Next time, I'm on top," Ranma muttered, before joining Akane in laughter. When Akane stopped laughing and moved over to Ranma, kissing and licking her face. "Hmm. We taste differently." "Do we?" Ranma asked. She dipped her finger between her legs, and then licked them. "I guess we do. I like how you taste better." "I think you taste better, which suits me fine." "You still don't know what my cum tastes like when I'm a guy." Akane took Ranma's hint and asked, "Got any hot water?" Ranma grinned, quickly getting a thermos from the side of the tent. Akane shock her head as Ranma poured the water on his face to turn back into a guy. He wiped the water and remaining cum off his face. Akane reached out and held Ranma's half erect manhood. It harden in her grip. She ran her fingers over it, eliciting a small moan from Ranma. Akane bent down and took Ranma into her mouth. She ran her tongue around the head. Her head started to bob up and down along his shaft as she licked and sucked it. Ranma's hips thrust slightly in rhythm to Akane's head. He felt the sensation of orgasm approach, and without restraint let his seed shot into Akane's mouth. Akane withdrew quickly, gagging slightly as his cum covered the back of her throat. She grabbed the thermos, gulping down some of the remaining water. "Does it taste bad?" Ranma wondered. "No. It just made it hard for me to breath." Akane went and licked Ranma's spent shaft. "Not bad, but I think you taste better in your other form." "I hope you don't expect me to make love as a girl often." "Not often, probably once every couple dozen times we have sex." Ranma shrugged as it sounded good enough. Akane wasn't finished for the night yet. She moved forward and kissed Ranma. He returned it passionately. Their tongues began to fight their way into the other's mouth. Akane stroked Ranma's manhood. She wanted to feel him inside her again. Ranma ran his fingers across Akane's dripping sex. He slipped his fingers inside her, causing Akane to break the kiss as she moaned. Ranma was once again firm in Akane's grip. He frowned as Akane reached for the condoms. She carefully placed it on him. Akane straddled across Ranma's lap as he sat there. She lowered herself, allowing Ranma's rubber covered prick to enter her. She felt his dick move inside her as she bounced up and down on his lap. Akane orgasmed after only a short period of time as she started closer to release. Relishing in the euphoria, she stopped bouncing. Ranma, not wanting to be left behind, leaned forward, laying Akane on her back. Now on top of her, he began to thrust in and out of her yearning hole. Akane writhed in ecstasy as she orgasmed several times in rapid succession, spilling her cum onto the tent's floor. Ranma held his shaft into Akane as his own orgasm struck. He smiled weakly as he felt drained of energy. Ranma withdrew himself from Akane, and removed the condom, tossing it away. Ranma moved back to Akane. They hugged each other lightly. They both soon feel asleep. --------------------------------------- Author's Note: Thanks to David Tatum, Byran Neef, The Rams, William Jones, and all my other pre-readers.