Well, this is my second try at Lemon Fanfics. Give it a read and give me suggestions. I need to improve as much as possible so be honest! ^_^ Thanks! -Harold Clark -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Ryoga and Akane Lemon By Harold L. Clark Start date:11/27/95 Finish:12/ ======================================================= WARNING! This is a Ranma 1/2 LEMON Fanfic! Reader discretion is advised! ^_^ All characters and other entities are respected property of the wonderful Ms. Rumiko Takahashi. ======================================================= Setting: The Tendo dojo Ryoga seated himself to enjoy his meal. "Thank you Akane for inviting me to dinner." Ryoga smiled. Akane setting his plate down onto the table, smiled back at him. "I am glad you are pleased Ryoga." She walked to her place setting and sat down, all the while Ryoga's eyes following. Akane looked intently at him. "Now Ryoga, I made this dinner especially for you." Ryoga, thanking the heavens that rest of the Tendo's were away and Ranma and his father were out training, stuck his chopsticks into Akane's cooking. He was fearing that his retching and vomiting would offend her. Ryoga looked up at Akane, her face looking as beautiful as ever, her eyes glowing with anticipation. He smiled and hesitantly raised a bite to his mouth. Ryoga put the food into his hungry mouth, hungry not for food, but for Akane. The morsel on his tongue, the cinged crud actually pained his it. Ryoga's unfortunate stomach began to churn and knot up. Under the table he clutched his stomach, the expression on his face blank. "Well?" Akane asked eagerly. Swallowing, Ryoga smiled. "It's delicious." "Really?!" Akane shouts. "Yes, you have really outdone yourself." Akane jumped up and hugged him. Ryoga could feel something, his erect member hitting the bottom of the table, brought on by her breasts pressing against him. "Oh Ryoga! You make me so happy!" Akane squealed, still hugging Ryoga tight. "No, it is you dear Akane who has made me happy." Ryoga cranked on the charm. She released him and walked into the kitchen. "Now I am going to fix you a masterpiece." Her voice sang. Seeing his chance, Ryoga grabbed the plate and slung it's contents out the open door. The hard crusty meal nearly crippling a cat. It screamed in agony after eating the discarded food. Fifteen minutes later, Akane walked out with a small plate. "Oh! I see you ate all of your dinner." Akane beamed. She set the plate down. It was a simple cracker with cream cheese spread onto it. "Phew! All this cooking has made me hot!" She said untying her apron. Ryoga stared at her body, she wasn't wearing anything fancy, yet Akane's outfit turned him on.Akane stuck her finger in the cream cheese. She sucked the gob off her slender finger and smiled. "I am sorry, I just love cream cheese." "Oh, then please, you enjoy it!" Ryoga nervously said. What Akane had done was innocent enough, but to him it was something more. Akane opened her mouth wide and shoved the cracker in. "Mmmm! Thank you!" She said, happily munching on the cracker. Ryoga stared at Akane and thought,"Right here on the table.NOW!" He wanted her more than ever. Ryoga continued to stare, drinking in her delicate beauty. Akane could almost feel his eyes caressing her body. Her heart began to pound in her chest. Akane was feeling playfully excited. Ryoga watched as Akane's face went from an expression of happiness to a stern glaring face. "Ryoga!" She shouts, folding her arms. Ryoga began to panic, thinking Akane had caught him staring. "I know what you are thinking about Ryoga!" "Wha? I, I, uhh wasn't l-!" "I know you! You greedy little pig!" "I, uhh, sorry, I - Akane-." Ryoga's heart began to break, believing he had betrayed her trust. "Don't be silly Ryoga! I would love to cook for you again." Akane mused. "I was just having a little fun with you." Ryoga fell over in shock. "Ryoga?" Akane stared. "Ryoga?" No response from the figure sprawled out on the floor. "Oh no he's dead!" Akane screams. Hours passed before Ryoga began to regain consciousness. Ryoga awoke to feel Akane on his chest. Hearing her sorrowful cries, he began to think. "She feels something, actually feels something for me!" As Ryoga did cartwheels in his mind, Akane continued her mourning of Ryoga. "Ryoga! I am so sorry! I didn't mean to kill you!" Akane sobbed, her tears soaking his shirt. Ryoga started to feel guilt, wanting to end Akane's misery. He opened his eyes. "Akane?" Akane looked up in surprise. "Ryoga!!" Akane grabbed Ryoga by his head and kissed him. "Oh Ryoga, you're OK!" Akane gleefully shouted. "Oh god! I thought I had killed you!" She sobbed tightly gripping his head. This was too much for Ryoga. He became lost in his thoughts. "Oh my god! Akane kissed me!! She's hugging me! Akane Tendo is actually hugging me!! What do I do?! What does this mean?!?" The way Akane hugged Ryoga had a perverse affect. A slight trickle of crimson began to run from his nose. The longer he thought, the more the pressure built. Akane tipped his head back in her arms, looked deep onto Ryoga's eyes. Ryoga returned the stare. "Ryoga?" "Y-Yes Akane?" "I love you." "I love you? I LOVE you? I LOVE YOU?!" The sentence echoed in his head. "Oh my g-!" Ryoga tried to finish the thought. "Kphsssh! Arrgh!!!" Ryoga screamed as blood shot from his nose. The spray splattered onto the table and his shirt. "Oh my!" Akane exclaimed. "I'm sorry!." Ryoga said pinching his nose. "Don't worry about it." Akane said walking to the bathroom. "Has the bleeding stopped?" "Yeah, I think?" "What made your nose gush like that?" "Uhh-Must be the dry air." "It's very humid this evening." "Well, uhh I-" "Never mind, go wash up." Ryoga was embarrassed. "I can't believe I did that. I made a complete fool of myself. She probably thinks I'm a jerk now!" Ryoga thought as he stared into the mirror. The dried blood mockingly stuck to his face. Akane walked to the bathroom carrying a towel and one of Ranma's Gi's. She gasped at Ryoga's appearance. He had no shirt on and was too busy brooding to notice Akane standing there. Akane marveled at Ryoga's physique. his body slightly glistened in the soft bathroom lighting. Ryoga brought the hot cloth to his chest; he slightly quivered at the at the sensation. Akane's eyes widened, her heart began to beat faster. She became flushed as she felt a fire in her loins. "Ryoga, I want you!" Akane wanted to scream and wrap her arms around his chest, feeling every tense muscle. She liked Ryoga, even thought of him like a brother. He was always good to her, kind and considerate. But with what had just taken place, something awoke in Akane. Her subconscious feelings emerged from their secluded hiding place. Her nipples became sensitive to the touch, she obliged her begging tips by rubbing the bundle against them. The towel gently brushed them, firing her passion to it's upward limits. "Oh I need him!" Akane whimpered in her mind. Her skin tingled; she was building up. Her mind flowed with images of her and Ryoga, their bodies twisting and writhing in a hot, sweaty entanglement. Her mind wasn't the only thing flowing- her sex began to release it's sweet, forbidden nectar. Ryoga continued with his clean up. Akane stood entranced, watching his every stroke. Ryoga wrung out the cloth and set it down on the sink. Looking up, he jerked, noticing Akane's reflection. "Akane!" Ryoga squeaked, surprised. Akane shivered as her fantasy faded away. Her body being being ripped from it's sensations. "Here Ryoga, these are for you." Akane sheepishly said, handing him the bundle. Her voice quaking. Ryoga gulped seeing Akane's hardened nipples. Akane flushed beet red, realizing what had caught Ryoga's attention. "Th- Thank you Akane." "You're quite welcome." "I'm sorry about what happened." "It's quite alright." Ryoga put on the Gi and looked at Akane. "Well, it's getting late, I better be heading home." "So soon?" Akane said biting her tongue, realizing Ryoga had been there for six hours. "I'm sorry, I must go, I don't want to wear out my welcome." Ryoga said, nervously. Akane took his hand into hers, caressing it gently. "You are always welcome in my home Ryoga." Speaking in a sultry voice. "Thank you." Ryoga said, too stupid to take the hint. Ryoga stepped out of the door and said a final goodbye. After shutting the door, Akane whimpered; falling against the wall, her thighs gripped her hands that were cupping her aroused mound. Ryoga undressed and hid his clothing. He jumped into the pond. Now P-chan, he swum out of the pool and snuck into Akane's open window. P-chan hopped onto her bed. Akane walked in and began to change into her nightgown. "P-chan! There you are! Where were you? Ryoga came by and had dinner. I wanted to show you to him. He's gonna think I'm crazy if I keep telling him about how I have a pet pig, but can't prove it." P-chan oinked a smile. Akane got into her nightgown and shorty fell asleep. P-chan rested at the foot of her bed. He watched as Akane drifted off to sleep. An hour later, P-chan too felt the grip of sleep overcome his body. "Oh Ryoga!" Akane moaned. P-chan's ears shot straight up, his eyes popped wide open. He quickly looked down at himself, "Still P-chan", he thought. Akane began to breath harder. P-chan looked up to check her condition. "Deeper Ryoga! Harder, PLEASE!" Akane yelled intensely. P-chan was confused, then it hit him. "She is talking to me!! She having a dream involving me!!" Reveled P-chan. "Oh my god!" Akane cried out, her body squirming. P-chan became brave. He snuck under the covers. He was thankful that Akane was a heavy sleeper. P-chan was amazed at Akane's long silky legs. He felt his little pig penis stiffen. P-chan reached Akane's sex, his keen snout could smell her sweet ambrosia. "Ohh mmmm!" Akane groaned deeply. P-chan edged closer to her moist panties. His little heart began to pound incredibly fast. He pressed his snout against her covered mound. Playfully, he licked away the juice that oozed from the satin fabric. Akane's panting and moaning had increased, P-chan nuzzling of her sex and Ryoga in her dreams ravaging her, were building her to a climax. P-chan was enjoying Akane's draining pussy. "Oh! I love you Ryoga!" Akane announced as P-chan pushed harder. P-chan was grunting, he snorted in Akane's hot aroma. He felt strange, her action really fired something inside him. Unfortunately, something fired from without. He had come, a tremendous amount for such a small body. He quickly scuttled out from under the covers and prayed it would dry before she woke in the morning. Akane's mind exploded. She screamed and came, her body violently shaking the bed. "Ryoga!" She moaned finally as her dream ended. P-chan went outside and slept. Smiling as he drifted off, reliving his moment with Akane. P-chan awoke to the voices of Ranma and Genma coming back from their training. "You're getting weak old man!" "Shut boy! You'll wake Akane!" "Since I won I get to bathe first!" They two walked into the house, still bickering, P-chan slipped in unnoticed. Ranma turned the handle of the bathtub's faucet. The hot, steamy water splashed, hitting the bottom of the tub. "I can't wait." Ranma smiled, his muscles sore from the training. He laid down his towel and walked out. P-chan poked his head around the corner. Seeing Ranma leave the bathroom, he took his chance. He nudged the door open. Running as fast as his little legs could carry him, P-chan leapt in the tub. Ryoga felt good to be human again. He stood and looked out the window. "All clear he thought." He grabbed the towel and wrapped it around his waist. After changing back into his clothes, Ryoga sat on the steps of the dojo. The sun was nearly overhead and he knew Akane would arise soon. Around twelve o' clock, Akane woke up. She gave a long stretch followed by a wide yawn. Rubbing her eyes, she smelled something. Sniffing, she remembered her dream from last night. She sighed a smile and lifted off the covers. Akane's eyes snapped open at the sight. Her nightgown was around her waist, the inner-thighs of her legs were covered with come, some hers; some P-chan's. "Oh my god!" She whispered one hand covering her gaping mouth. Akane felt embarrassed yet immensely curious. She ran her finger through the come. The goo was cool as she rubbed her fingers together, lubricated by the juices. Wanting to relive last night, Akane closed her eyes and thought of how Ryoga looked at the sink. While her mind drifted, her hand explored her body. Her nipples became rock hard. Grasping the mounds, Akane began to moan. Akane laid back, her legs spread apart. Softly rolling her breasts in her hands, she played with them. Each pink nipple was sensitive to her caresses, her fingers slid across the tips, encircled the nipple and squeezed. The fire, now a strong burning itch, returned to her pussy. Akane stroked her sex, the fire intensifying. Her mind filled with images of Ryoga, his strength, his speed, his loyalty. Akane fantasized about his animalistic rage, tensed muscles, and his cute little fangs. This brought her to a level of arousal she never experienced. Her pulse raced. She gasped, discovering that she was fingering herself. Oh but did it feel good! Her clitoris was tender and raw now, her finger brushing against as it entered her crevice. In and out, out and in slid her long slender finger, producing ecstasy. Akane bit down on her lip as she scratched her clit. "Uhnh." Akane was begging for release. With her finger still inside, Akane rolled over. With one final stroke, she came. Hollering Ryoga's name into a pillow, her hand is bathed in a flood of her secretion. Beads of sweat rolled off her body as she arched her back up in the greatest orgasm she had ever felt. She shuddered with the sensation, it washed her body from head to toe. The fire in her sex quelled. Her mind was in a haze, this feeling ungodly, so good in fact, it *HAD* to be wrong. Akane gave an evil smile, regaining control of her body. Akane tried to move, her limbs stiff from the excursion. She made her way to the steamy bathroom as Ranma had left it. "Ryoga! You damn jerk!" "What do you want?!" "You jumped in my bath water!" "What if I did?!" "You left all that pig hair floating on the surface. I really should tell Akane to bathe and brush you more often." "You dare!" Ryoga clutched his fists tight, shaking them violently. "C'mon pig boy, what's the matter?" Joked Ranma. "You bastard!" Ryoga screamed as he threw himself at Ranma. Ranma prepared himself for the attack. Stopping short of the mark, Ryoga sweep-kicked Ranma. Slamming into the ground, Ranma was surprised, "What the?! Ryoga actually thought of an attack?" He thought. Ranma leapt up, "A fist to the face should do it." Smack! Ryoga smirked when he caught Ranma's fist. "MMMF!" huffed Ranma, Ryoga's knee sinking deep into his abdomen. "Damn!" Ranma panted. "Are you finished? I am waiting for Akane. I need to kill a little more time." "What?!" Ranma began his hundred-fist attack. The blows slamming into Ryoga, thunking sounds emanating. Ryoga jumped back, clutching his chest. Ryoga concentrated. "Have we killed enough time yet?" Smirked Ranma. "Not quite enough-SHI SHI HOUKOUDAN!!" Ryoga let loose a huge blast. Ranma crossed his arms against his face to block. The force was too powerful to withstand. "DAMN!" Shouted Ranma as his body began to fail him. Ryoga watched as Ranma flew through the air. Ranma slammed through a wall, then a tree, then another and another... Seeing only trees toppling over in the distance, Ryoga stood proud. "I did it!" He shouted, his adrenaline rush subsiding. "I finally beat that bastard!" Akane looked on as Ryoga celebrated. She had seen the fight and was shocked, Ryoga's rage had showed itself again. Akane's pulse quickened. The show of his pure power excited her. She put on a robe and ran downstairs. "Akane!" Ryoga smiled. "Good afternoon Ryoga!" Ryoga stretched his arms out to embrace her. "Unngh!" Ryoga fell to his knees, the toll of Ranma's blows now taking it's effect. "Ryoga!" Screamed Akane as she knelt beside him. "Fuck!" Ryoga grunted under his breath. His ribs felt broken, every breath sent searing pain along his sides. His Chi was low, drained by performing such an attack. Vision blurred, Ryoga barely recognized Akane. Akane helped Ryoga up. "Come in and lay down." They began walking to the entrance. They passed Genma on his way out. "Akane! Have you seen that ungrateful son of mine?" Akane smiled."Last time I saw Ranma, he was seeing firsthand the aftermath of forest clear cutting." "Uhh well, I'm gonna give him a lesson he'll never forget." Akane walked up the stairs with Ryoga, his arm around her neck for support. He was puzzled as to where he was going. Akane caught him as he faltered. Opening the door to her room, Akane looked at Ryoga, he was on the brink of passing out. He was clutching his sides, and his eyes and mouth were clenched shut. Finally reaching the bed, Akane laid Ryoga down. Ryoga was out before his head hit the pillow. The room was softly lit by the afternoon sunshine. Everything was neat and tidy, just the way Akane liked it. Ryoga was wearing his usual garb, the bed had fresh sheets. Akane pulled up and chair and sat there, watching Ryoga taking in deep breaths. Akane carefully slid his shirt off, convinced he would be better off this way. The bruises were easily noticeable, deep purple and prevalent all over his chest. Akane laid her hand on one of the bruises, the muscles quivered at her touch. "Poor Ryoga. I wish you would fight over me with Ranma." Akane looked at Ryoga, awhile ago, he was a unstoppable fighter, now a helpless injured man. Akane's feelings came to the surface again. She watched for hours as Ryoga mumbled things in his sleep, stuff about P-chan and how Ranma was an asshole. Ryoga opened his eyes slightly. "A-Akane?" Whispered Ryoga, grasping Akane's hand. "Yes?" "I love you too." He released her hand, his own dropping as he blacked out again. Akane froze, her mind raced. Recalling what she had said the night before, she blushed deeply. She smiled and covered him up, stepping away form the bed. Akane walked around to the other side of the bed. She took one last look at the sleeping body that laid before her. Akane untied her straps and dropped her robe. Raising the covers, Akane carefully slipped into bed. She looked at Ryoga, his chest rising and falling. Akane ran her fingers through his uncombed hair and smiled. She placed one arm on his chest and the other around his neck. Akane slid herself closer to Ryoga, pressing her body against his. After wrapping her long smooth leg around Ryoga's thigh, Akane sighed a smile. A feeling of security swept over her, she felt safe. Akane felt as if Ryoga would not allow any harm to come to her. Kissing him on the cheek, Akane closed her eyes and went to sleep. ======================================================= All right. This is my second shot at lemon Fanfics. I feel that this one has a story and that it also isn't just plain porn. (Aww) I want the responses on this to be honest and I want to know two things: 1. What did you think? 2. What are some Ideas for Part Two? Drop me a note! harold_clark@mgdmug.org