Ranma and Ryouga!?

Ranma's fist flew towards Ryouga's shoulder as the two sparred in the dojo. "So what you're saying is that you're going to get the nerve together and tell Akane you love her to keep me from having her, eh, P-chan?" he snickered.

Flames practically seemed to shoot out of Ryouga's ears as he howled. "That's not FAIR, Ranma!!! You don't deserve her, you lying cheating bread thief!!!" Ryouga's sparring began to develop more raggedly as his anger progressed until Ranma knocked him to the floor of the dojo.

Ranma chuckled as he dropped down next to Ryouga, a boyish grin lighting up his face as he crossed his knees Indian-style and put both elbows on them. Ryouga panted and glared up at him before blowing a breath of air up against his forehead and flopping flat onto his back with a moan.

"Geez, Ranma, do you always have to do that so hard?" For once, there was almost a smile in Ryouga's voice as he reached up and wiped away the sweat on his face with his arm. "Whew."

Ranma just grinned, shaking his head, bangs falling into his sparkling prussian blue eyes. "He. It's not that much harder than it used to be in junior high.. is it?" His full lips spread into a one sided smile as Ryouga stood up and began to go through a kata. Biting his lip slightly, he noticed the well developed musculature and closed his eyes with a half-strangled moan. He really had to quit thinking about things like that. This was *not* junior high anymore, and there were enough opportunities for that sort of thing.. if he wanted companionship, there was always Akane.. or Shampoo, or Ukyou or even Kodachi.. and, hell, if he wanted a male, he could always just splash himself with a little cold water and go to Kuno. He couldn't help it when his eyes opened again to take a good look at Ryouga, though, his muscles flowing over his skeleton with such grace, his movements fluid, face serene as he worked his way through the kata. Suppressing a sigh, Ranma dropped onto his back again and lifted both arms, slipping his hands back behind his head.

Ryouga glanced down to where Ranma was lying nearby, his concentration broken slightly as he noticed him. Ranma's sweat pants were practically falling off of his hips, the elastic in the band too old to really hold them up well. The way his arms were arranged, with his hands beneath his head, brought the muscles of his stomach and chest into relief. It practically drove the breath right out of him as he shook his head, trying to drive away the images running through his mind. In a few moments, he dropped down next to Ranma, his head laying on the tight muscles in Ranma's stomach. Ranma oofed slightly and muttered, "Hey!", but settled back into his quiet reverie.

It had been almost dusk out when they started, but now it was full-fledged night. Together they went around closing doors and turning out lights to avoid looking at each other too much more. After locking the side door, they both moved towards the brightness of the kitchen. Kasumi was busy cooking dinner (go figure) and the others had scattered throughout the house, doing everything from reading a new fantasy novel (Nabiki) to playing Tetris (Akane). Ryouga and Ranma both stepped into the bathroom, shucking off their clothes, backs to each other, and tossed the buckets of cold water over themselves. Ranma-chan picked up P-chan and dropped him gently into the tub full of hot water, grinning as he changed back into Ryouga. She twirled around and winked at Ryouga, letting her pig-tail loose and shaking it out around her shoulders before carefully braiding it and tying it again to step into the hot water, settling down next to Ryouga with a laugh.

Ranma grinned. "Why is it that when you see me as a naked girl, you don't get those hemorrhaging nose bleeds, Ryouga?" came the curious question.

Ryouga laughed self-consciously. "I don't know. I guess it's 'cause.. well.. you know." He shot Ranma a look filled with interest and then, shocking Ranma a bit, he winked at him. Ranma hissed slightly, glancing over at the door nervously, as if expecting Akane or one of their other family members to walk in. For once, nobody came in to embarrass either one of them. Ranma grinned over at Ryouga. "Hey!! You wanna spend the night? You know.. umm.. kinda like," his eyes sparkled over at Ryouga, "we used to do? In junior high?"

Ryouga blinked at him and stepped out of the tub, grabbing one of the nearby towels to hide his naughty bits, proof that the thought was more than enticing to him. He glanced over at the doorway in an imitation of Ranma and hissed sotto-voice, "What's going to keep us from getting caught at it, Ranma?!"

Ranma leaned halfway over the tub and grinned, his arms folded on the lip, chin resting on them. "We'll say we're having a boy's night out at the dojo," he confided noiselessly. Ryouga practically had to read his lips!

After thinking about it for a moment, he nodded. It seemed worth it to him.. especially after the way he'd noticed Ranma moving earlier in the afternoon!

"Hey, Pops!" Ranma called as he and Ryouga settled down at the table, Kasumi setting their plates before them. "Ryouga and I are gonna spend the night out in the dojo tonight, ok?" He glanced at Soun Tendo, who nodded along with his father.

Akane blinked, dumbfounded. For once, she seemed to be unable to make a single comment, her surprise too great at seeing the two boys being friendly towards one another.

Genma gave a little smile. "Sure, Ranma. It's good that you boys are men enough to put away your fighting and be friendly."

Ryouga coughed uncomfortably. "Oh, we're not declaring peace or anything like that, Mr. Saotome. Just.. a temporary truce, I guess you could call it." Ryouga grinned.

"Well, whatever you boys want. Have a good time.. and TRY not to destroy the dojo, hmm?" Soun and Genma both chuckled good-naturedly (an unusual occurrence, one must admit, but it seems that they both felt that they had won that day playing go and thus were happier than usual).

Ranma and Ryouga nodded and went back to eating.

Ranma gathered blankets, sleeping bags and pillows from the hall closet, heaping Ryouga's arms full as well, and led the way out to the dojo. Walking inside, he peeked out behind them and carefully shut and locked the way out. Both boys went about putting the sleeping bags and blankets together painstakingly, the pillows edging all the way around, forming a sort of ring. Once done, Ranma looked at Ryouga.

Ranma was the first. His skittish fingers began to tug at the bottom of his shirt, pulling it off over his head. Ryouga caught on and pulled off his own shirt, carefully folding it and setting it to the side. Both were bared in moments, standing across from one another. Both were hard as rocks, a drastic sign of the excitement running through their veins, hearts pumping wildly. Ranma glanced down at Ryouga, showing no fear. "You've grown," he said with a half smile. {Oh, shit, that's a LOT bigger than I remember it being. I don't know if we oughta do this..} He swallowed, trying to look nonchalant.

Ryouga's eyes had widened slightly as he took in a glance of his own. "Yeah," he said, "but then, so have you. I'd guess it's about the same," he nodded. {Oh, hell. I dunno if I can take that, he's at least as big as I am!} He swallowed and bit his lip. "Same rules as always?"

Ranma grinned. "Yeah. Same as always. I'm gonna beat you, Ryouga!" The boys leapt at each other across the padded area, meeting in the middle and falling into the pillows, blankets practically wrapping around them. It wasn't the sort of thing one would be accustomed to seeing between the boys. There were no punches, no flying feet, nothing fancy like that. Just a tangle of arms and legs.. and the most unusual sound of GIGGLING!!!

"Hey!!! *giggle* No, no, don't.. *laugh!!* Ah, don't TICKLE me like that!! That's not FAIR!!" Ranma moaned, writhing wildly beneath him. Ryouga rolled on top, tickling him harder, giggling himself because seeing Ranma roll around and laugh like that was way too much fun to just go through without laughing. It took both of them a moment to realize that Ryouga, with his superior strength and larger body, had actually won, pinning Ranma beneath him!

Ranma swallowed and whispered hoarsely, "Ok. You win." He closed his eyes, as if expecting something really horrible.

Ryouga wasn't really sure what to do with him. After all, he didn't win all that often, and it had been a really long time, even though they had both been looking forward to it that afternoon, he knew he had to take things really carefully here. {Gotta defuse this...}

Ranma gave a quiver of shock as Ryouga's firm mouth settled down against his own. His soft gasp opened his mouth beneath Ryouga's, allowing Ryouga's tongue to push tenderly between his lips, the fangs lightly pressing against the lower one. He moaned with the sweet, pleasurable feeling as Ryouga's tongue gently licked the roof of his mouth, giggling as it tickled, then groaning again as their tongues met in a duel.

Ryouga pressed against Ranma, his arms wrapping around Ranma's shoulders gently, fingers tracing beneath the pigtail, caressing down the cord of his spine. A shiver ran down Ranma's back, his neck arching back and into the pillows. His hands traced down Ryouga's sides and moved to the small of his back, teasing lightly, hands going further down to grasp Ryouga's ass. Ryouga jerked up to look down at Ranma with a grin. "Hey, not so fast!! You in a hurry to get somewhere?"

Ranma jerked his hands back, sapphire eyes opening wide. "No!! I mean.. Umm.. no, no, no hurry." A flush spread across his cheeks as he gave Ryouga a half smile. Ryouga's hands reached back and grabbed his wrists, pinning them over his head. Ranma's lips began to tingle, carmen from the kisses Ryouga had bestowed upon him, hot and a little sweaty from their wrestling/tickle match. "Wha...?" he muttered. Ryouga pressed his finger lightly against Ranma's lips, feeling the soft pant of breath against his palm, Ranma's chest rising and falling rapidly beneath his own. Ryouga reached up and tugged off a couple of his myriad bandannas, wrapping them around Ranma's wrists. "Keep them there," he whispered roughly. Ranma closed his eyes, relaxing completely against Ryouga, as if the decision of whether to struggle or not had been taken completely out of his hands. Ryouga began a slow exploration of Ranma's chest with no distractions to hold him back. The little fangs scraped against the tender skin of Ranma's nipples, making him arch up hard against Ryouga's mouth. Teeth lightly nibbled at the sensitive nubs, making him moan loudly with the pleasure of the tiny bites, his hips arching up from the blankets, rough gasps escaping him as Ryouga ran his hands over his skin. Ranma turned his head to the side, panting quickly as Ryouga began to give light, sucking kisses down the path of his ribs and his stomach. He could feel his cock throbbing wildly, desire burning his veins with the pure heat of what Ryouga was doing.

Ryouga bit sharply when he reached Ranma's hip, drawing a light smattering of blood as Ranma cried out loudly with the pain. Ryouga reached up, one hand covering Ranma's mouth to keep his cries back. "If you make that noise again, I'm going to gag you," Ryouga growled. Ranma gave a little whimper, almost of fright. {God, if Akane would do this to me, I swear, I'd never stray again..} Ranma thought, amused at the directions in which his thoughts were heading, particularly considering the.. position.. he was in at the present. He bit his lip tightly to keep from making any further noise as Ryouga roughly grasped his prick, stroking it lightly with his palm. Ryouga's smile was obvious in his voice as he murmured huskily, "My, my, what do we have here? Seems like you're pretty excited, hey, Ranma?" His second hand reached down to lightly caress Ranma's inner thigh, grinning up at him.

Ranma couldn't help himself. Ryouga had warned him, but there was no way for him to hold back the moan. It just kind of burst from deep in his chest when he was unable to stop it. Ryouga glanced up from his tender ministrations, shaking his head and making a little 'tch!' sound. "Ahh, what did I tell you, Ranma?" His voice held the sound of hidden laughter as he reached up and pulled off a third bandanna, winding it and shoving it into Ranma's mouth as Ranma tried to pull up off of the floor, panicking slightly. Ryouga whispered a soft, soothing "Shhh.." and moved back to what he'd been doing. Ranma cried out behind the gag in ecstatic pleasure as Ryouga completely enveloped him. His hips arched up wildly with the pleasure of feeling Ryouga suckle at him, verging on orgasm -- until Ryouga clapped his hand down, encircled his balls and pulled them away from his body long enough to drive the orgasm back into his body. Ranma struggled beneath him slightly, head rocking wildly against the pillows as he tried to get back to that point but couldn't.

Ryouga really wanted to laugh as Ranma squirmed fitfully beneath him, but his cock was hurting just as badly as Ranma's so that he couldn't seem to do so much as moan. Leaning way across Ranma, he grabbed his backpack. Fumbling around in the pockets, he glanced at Ranma, who was paling slightly and whimpering a bit more frantically. He could feel the swollen hardness of Ranma pressed up against his hip as he cried out "Ah-ha!!" and held up his findings: a jar of some sort of lubricant.

Ranma whimpered, tears coming to his eyes as he caught another good look of the size of Ryouga. {Oh, sweet Christ, what made me think that I could possible take that?!? I mean, I can't do that, no way in hell can I take that!}

Ryouga leaned down to kiss Ranma's gagged mouth gently, his tongue lightly tracing its way across Ranma's lower lip, calming him somewhat. Ryouga's hands opened the jar, dipping into it and rubbing it across his shaft. Reaching down, he shoved Ranma's knees up to his shoulders, slipping his arms underneath them. He whispered a soft, soothing noise into Ranma's ear, comforting him as he pressed between his now open buttocks, searching out the puckered opening of his anus. Ryouga's hand came up in a gesture of tenderness, caressing his cheek gently. "Ready?" he whispered softly. Ranma didn't move, he only closed his eyes. Taking this as a sign of acquiescence, Ryouga pressed forward, very slowly shoving inwards. A loud cry of pain echoed as the head of his shaft disappeared inside of Ranma, despite the gag. Tearing the gag away, Ryouga leaned down to kiss Ranma repeatedly, caressing his chest, fingers brushing his bangs back as tears began to stream down Ranma's cheeks. "I can stop now, I swear, I'll stop now, ok?" Ryouga gasped out, throbbing hard, feeling the tightness of Ranma holding him closely inside of him. Ranma shook his head frantically, unable to form words as he moaned repeatedly, shaking in Ryouga's arms. Ryouga continued soothing him for several seconds before beginning to push further inside. Ranma was giving soft, keening cries of pain, but he wasn't stopping Ryouga, as he knew that he could. Ryouga felt himself reach his limit, completely inside of Ranma now, and remained still, kissing away the tears.

Ranma felt the shock of Ryouga's entrance, his body stretching in a completely new direction. He didn't even feel the tears that were streaming down his face as Ryouga slowly buried himself inside of Ranma. He turned his head to the side and sobbed softly as Ryouga reached bottom, unable to bear this feeling of stretching. It was then that Ranma felt Ryouga begin to kiss him. The soft catching gasps coming from Ranma were caught in Ryouga's mouth as he caressed his hand across Ranma's stomach to begin gently stroking Ranma's cock.

Ranma's moans echoed through the dojo as Ryouga began to withdraw and thrust very carefully inside of him. The touch of Ryouga's hand tugging at him did a great deal to alleviate all thoughts of the pain of penetration as he struggled pleasurably within Ryouga's grasp. It took several moments for the pain to wear down some, but it eventually did. Ranma began to cry out in the most exquisite ecstasy, Ryouga's body making him wild as he plunged into Ranma savagely. Sweat glistened on their bodies as they both moved frantically toward fulfillment, Ryouga moaning into Ranma's mouth as he kissed him, hard and rough, the sort of kiss that passes between men.

"AH!!" "UNH!!" "OH, GOD, OH GOD OHGODOHGODOHGOD!!!!"

Ryouga slammed wildly into Ranma, feeling Ranma clench tightly around him. Ranma, unable to bear the friction of Ryouga inside of him or the constant jerking motion of Ryouga's hand, came wildly, spilling seed across the ripple of his taut stomach, arching his body up with a loud moan, hands clenched into fists above his head as he shuddered to fulfillment. The trembling of his body affected Ryouga as well, making him fly off the edge of orgasm, spewing semen deep inside Ranma's body and crumpling down on top of him.

Ryouga moved his arms, dropping Ranma's legs back down as he slowly withdrew, careful with what was most likely a very tender spot for Ranma. The two curled around each other with exhausted sighs and moans, carefully snuggling close against one another.

Ranma was the first one to speak, panting slightly, his wrists still tied tightly. "Umm," he muttered sheepishly, holding them up, "mind untying this, Ryouga?"

Ryouga blinked, looking at Ranma and pulling a knife out of his crumpled clothing, slipping the blade between the material and his skin, carefully cutting the knots loose. Ryouga grinned at Ranma as he stood up and pulled on his boxers and a t-shirt, watching as Ranma did the same. "You know, Ranma, you're not half bad. Maybe we should do this more often... It's a shame that I have to try and kill you again tomorrow."

Ranma gave a muted laugh, an ever-so-slightly wild look in his eyes. "Yeah. Just don't try to kill me until I'm awake enough to defend myself, ok?"

Ryouga's lips compressed in what looked like the beginnings of anger before he pulled back, his indignation drifting away as he gave Ranma a half-smile. "Sure thing, bud. Just can't promise you that I won't be after Akane before you can wake up and exert your wiles on her first.." He settled back into the blankets with a grin.

Ranma yawned, already half asleep, curled up in the blankets and pillows.. "You..can.. have that.. kaiw..akuuu..."

Ryouga smiled, drifting as well. Asleep in mid-sentence. He. He must have worn Ranma out more than he thought...