Ranma 1/2-Ranko 1/2:  Marital Arts Lovemaking
A Lemon Story by J. K. Hayashi 
    
Episode One:  Introductions - Part V
    
Akane just nodded her head, a little scared at what she knew was 
going to occur next.  Nodoka smiled at the two of them and 
whispered into their ears.  Ranma and Akane relaxed and started to 
undress each other, like they did the first night they met.  Nodoka 
guided them out the door as Ranma carried Akane to her room in 
his arms.
      
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Ranma entered Akane's room carrying her in his arms.  He shut the 
door behind him.  It didn't close all the way, but they didn't care.
      
Ranma gently lowered Akane so that she stood in front of him and 
they looked into each other's eyes.  As Ranma kissed her lips he also 
raised his hands to Akane's breasts and Akane ran her own over his 
chest.  Akane shuddered when Ranma ran his hands over her 
nipples and back down her stomach, her hips, then down her legs.
      
Nodoka placed their clothes in the room and closed the door but 
neither of them noticed.  Ranma was too busy guiding Akane to the 
bed.  Akane was too busy kissing Ranma's neck.
      
Akane sat on the edge of the bed while Ranma kneeled in front of 
her.  Bringing his hands back to her breasts, he slowly traced a 
finger around the nipples, stiffening them under his touch.  Akane 
gasped when he pinched and pulled lightly; she gave a small cry 
when he brought his lips to them.  She ran her hands through his 
hair and held his face to her body.
      
Ranma nursed at her breasts for awhile, then pushed Akane so that 
she lay on her back.  Ranma left her breasts by kissing his way down 
the valley between them and down her torso.  Akane looked shocked 
as he approached her womanhood.
      
"Ranma!"  She exclaimed wide-eyed.  But her protest went 
unheeded and was dropped when Ranma started to rain kisses on 
her inner thighs and finally across her junction.  Ranma positioned 
himself so that his head lay between her thighs and grabbed her 
torso with his arms, effectively immobilizing it in his grasp.  Still, 
Akane's body jumped off the bed when Ranma ran his tongue along 
her slit.
      
Ranma started to work Akane with his fingers, gently opening her to 
his explorations.
      
Ranma remembered when he first got cursed; he had wondered as to 
what it was like for a woman.  He had seen both his mother and 
sister masturbate at times - his family was never shy about such 
things.  So he copied as best he could what he saw them do and 
shakingly brought himself to relief in his cursed form.  He had been 
ashamed at the time.
      
Now Ranma was glad he had been cursed.  He knew exactly what it 
felt like to have a finger run along the edge of a woman's inner lips, 
what caused Akane to moan in pleasure when he lightly brushed 
across her clitoris.  He knew how close Akane was to cumming by 
the way she wrapped her legs around his head and attempted to 
bring him closer.
      
He avoided her hymen; that he would take only when she was ready.  
But his fingers continued his assault and soon Akane arched her 
back and attempted to buck her hips from his grasp.  Her body fell 
back onto the bed, but he refused to let up the assault.  Ranma 
extended his tongue and licked every drop of Akane's released 
nectar from her body, savoring its taste as his own.
      
Akane quickly felt the fire that had just blazed across her body 
building up in force again.  Ranma's tongue seemed intent on 
exploring every inch of her womanhood, copying the route that his 
fingers took just moments before.  Akane squirmed on the bed and 
the sheets clung to her sweaty body, and then Ranma slowly circled 
his tongue on her clitoris and she again lost control of herself, 
drenching his face as she moaned out his name.
      
Despite the tiredness she felt, Akane knew it was time for Ranma to 
enter her.  She wanted him to enter her.  If Nodoka hadn't made her 
so... serene, she supposed she would have been scared of what was 
about to happen.  But she wasn't.  She pulled herself up so that she 
was sitting in front of Ranma, then gently put a hand on his face and 
brought him level with her.  She gazed into his eyes and found 
herself starting to lose herself in them again; she shook off the 
feeling and saw his face covered in her juices.
      
She had a sudden urge and tasted herself for the first time and she 
spread kisses across his face.  Akane broke off the kisses and looked 
down at Ranma's erect manhood between them.  She grasped it in 
her hand and slowly guided it into herself.  She gasped as it slowly 
entered her, then suddenly it could go no further.
      
Akane looked up into Ranma's eyes then and saw how he was 
looking at her.  Akane gave him a quick peck on the cheek and gave 
a small cry when he suddenly lunged forward and took her virginity.  
He was buried fully within her, but he had not moved any more 
when she cried out.  Still fully joined, he pulled back his face from 
hers and saw two tears start to fall; he kissed them away.
      
The pain passed, and the realization that he filled her started to 
assert itself.  Akane wrapped her legs around his body and Ranma 
withdrew himself, only to lunge forward again.  With each new 
stroke Akane quickly forgot about the pain and started to lose herself 
in the pleasure.
      
Akane fell back onto the bed and Ranma followed her, never letting 
the rhythm of their joining falter.  He raised himself onto his arms 
and closed his eyes as he continued his movement.  Akane opened 
her eyes when she felt a drop of sweat fall from his face onto her 
body.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and closed her eyes 
again, savoring the feeling of every stroke.
      
Ranma struggled to maintain control of himself as he moved within 
Akane.  Her tightness and wetness engulfed his manhood and every 
push threatened to make him explode.  He wanted to wait until 
Akane was ready, but he knew he couldn't last much longer.  So he 
did the only thing he could.  He sped up.
      
Akane didn't know how much longer she could go.  Every moment 
threatened to take her over the brink she had climbed twice before.  
Her whole world seemed to concentrate on her womanhood as 
Ranma thrust into her again and again; the friction between them 
building a fire that was going to engulf her.  And she wanted it to 
engulf her, to tear her senses away and make her lose herself in him 
as she almost did when she gazed into his eyes.
      
Suddenly he sped up and she was lost.  She cried out his name as 
waves of pleasure swept across her body, radiating from the junction 
between them.  She felt herself release her nectar onto his thrusting 
manhood; she felt his hot seed splash within her as he too lost 
control and cried out her name.
      
Ranma and Akane collapsed on the bed in exhaustion; he remained 
buried within her as they lay together, letting the sweat dry off their 
bodies as they held each other in their arms.
      
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Ranma lay atop of Akane's body, his face nestled against her breast.  
She placed an arm on his back, holding him in an embrace while the 
other hand idly played with his hair.  They lay there in silence for 
awhile, just reveling in the other's nearness; their scent and touch 
reassuring each other that it really had happened.
      
Akane:  "Was that really your first time, Ranma?"
Ranma:  "It was."
Akane:  "How did you know... you know."
Ranma:  "Oh... you're going to think I'm a pervert."
Akane:  "I won't.  I promise."
Ranma:  "Well, my parents aren't very private sometimes."
Akane:  "Ranma!  You spy on your parents?"
Ranma:  "I don't know if you can call the kitchen 'spying'."
      
Akane blushed.  Ranma didn't notice.
      
Ranma:  "And my other form... well, I was curious..."
Akane:  "I'm glad."
      
Akane's hand started to twirl designs on Ranma's back after a 
moment of silence between them.
      
Akane:  "Ranma, do you really think I'm uncute?"
      
Ranma lifted himself onto his arms and looked down at her, then 
turned his head to the side.
      
Ranma:  "Hmph.  Of course you're uncute."
Akane:  "Ranma, don't lie.  The proof is right here."
      
Akane reached down and grabbed his once-again stiffened manhood 
in her hand.  Her free hand turned Ranma's face back around to see 
her smiling face.  She suddenly rolled them both over and kissed 
him, then started to straddle his torso.
      
Akane:  "Do you want to do it again?"
      
Ranma just smiled and lifted his hands to her breasts as she started 
to impale herself onto him.
     
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Author's note:  
Thanks to Albercrombie, David Bateson, and Francine Coloma for 
their comments on this episode that led to the many changes 
between it and the rough draft.  The initial version of this story was posted 
on the fanfic mailing list.

Originally, I wanted to write the story where Ranma and Akane 
built their relationship together in spite of their having sex, and 
episode 2 was going to be the week were they realized that they were 
actually in love with each other.  A lot of the elements that were 
planned for episode 2 got written into the revision, though in a 
condensed form.  Unfortunately, I think I followed the original story 
too closely for my own taste, so I kind of just skimmed over the 
original incidents.

The new episode 2 probably won't be out for some time as I work on 
the concept (and my other fanfic), so I'm just warning you, don't 
hold your breath for it.
  
As always, comments, suggestions, marital arts special techniques 
for this story can be e-mailed to polaris@interpac.net
    
    
Next:  Episode 2 - The Trinity Test
    
What happens when Ryoga and Shampoo arrive at the same time?  
Well, first I'll finish December's End.  Then I'll have a nervous 
breakdown.  Then we'll see what happens.