Ranma 1/2-Ranko 1/2:  Marital Arts 
Episode 1 - Part V
 
Akane looked at Ranma, almost stumbling on her words. 
 
Nodoka:  "If you don't pledge the vow, then I will feel free to use 
	Ranma in all my training exercises, which would make it 
	easier in training everyone than if I didn't use him." 
Akane:  [blushing]  "Well... I don't mind... making such a pledge." 
 
Ranma looked at Akane with wide eyes and took her hand in his 
own.  He wanted to kiss her, but was suddenly afraid to.  
 
Ranma:  "I... don't mind either." 
 
Akane looked right back into Ranma's eyes, losing herself into them.  
She shook her head, as if to clear it, and brought her lips next to his.  
Ranma responded in kind, a little embarrassed at doing it in front of 
his mother. 
 
Ranma:  "Mom, would you... you know?" 
Nodoka:  "Do you want this too, Akane?" 
 
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.  Nodoka smiled to 
herself; they had been so scared of the night before them that they 
forgot to make the pledge. 
 
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 movements.  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 cried out as waves of pleasure swept 
across her body, radiating from the junction between them.  She felt 
herself release her nectar onto his manhood; she felt his hot seed 
splash within her as he too lost control and cried out. 
 
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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Nodoka quietly opened the door to Akane's room and smiled at the 
two sleeping lovers.  Akane had snuggled against Ranma during the 
night and Ranma had placed his arm around her in a familiar 
embrace.  Nodoka clicked off the light (they had not bothered to turn 
it off) and gently shook them awake.  Both of them woke with a 
start, blushing and trying to pull the blankets around their bodies 
while simultaneously sitting up.  Nodoka smiled and kissed the two 
of them on their heads as she left some bathrobes on the bed. 
 
Nodoka:  "I've prepared the bath, so the two of you go wash 
	yourselves off.  Breakfast will be ready soon." 
 
Nodoka left the room and headed to the kitchen.  Ranma slipped an 
arm around Akane's waist and they both fell back onto the bed.  
Akane reluctantly pushed herself onto her arms and looked down at 
Ranma. 
 
Akane:  "Your mother's right, Ranma.  There's no way we can 
	continue the day like this." 
Ranma:  "Why get up at all?" 
 
Ranma lightly ran a hand down the side of Akane's body, but after a 
quick kiss allowed her to lift herself out of bed.  Akane blushed 
when she saw Ranma's body as he pulled on his bathrobe, 
remembering the pleasure they had found in each other the night 
before, then looked up at his eyes and smiling face.  He reached out 
his hand; Akane took it in her own and they made their way to the 
bath. 
 
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Akane and Ranma rinsed themselves off with cold water and shyly 
prepared to lather each other up.  They started to trace soapy paths 
across each other (with Akane now having the added difference of 
Ranma's female body).  Still, their ministrations were sometimes a 
hard scrub and sometimes a lingering caress, but neither protested 
either.