These characters are not my property. Please don't sue.
And if anyone can tell me that what happens in this is actually
possible, then there is a small squadron of pigs drifting past the
window.

Seriously, this idea was totally out of the blue.

An Awkward Position
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(Or, Akane the Exhibitionist)
             "You know, Akane, there is one thing we ought to do, if
we've decided to finally get married..."
             "Hentai." Akane pushed Ranma to the floor with a grin.
             "What, Now?"
             "Yes. There's no-one around."
             With that, the two of them kissed. Quite passionately.
Ranma slowly slipped off the shoulders of Akane's dress, while she
loosened his shirt and trousers. Ranma's hands started to wander, too.
             "Oh, my. What's all that noise in the hall?"
             Kasumi opened the door from the kitchen, and found no-one
there. "That's odd. I could have sworn I heard something." If she had
looked up, she would have seen Ranma, clinging Kodachi-style, to the
ceiling, between two rafters.
             "I thought you said we were alone!" he hissed. 
             "Hush, dear. It's more fun this way." She silenced him with
another kiss, and slipped herself over him, making the best use she
could while he was unable to do much.
             For the next twenty minutes, Ranma was in a mixture of
sexual ecstacy and absolute terror- he saw P-chan trot by, Shampoo go
underneath him, Kasumi, Nabiki with a video camera, his father and Soun,
Happosai... just about the whole cast went underneath him. All the
while, he was spreadeagled on the ceiling, Akane gripping him round the
waist with her legs, and losing himself in the incredible sensations she
was causing him. Finally...
              "Uhhh... uhhh.. AAHHHH!"
              "aaaaaaAAAAAA_HHHH_!"
              A _lot of people came to see what was going on. They
didn't spot them, though...
              "Strange. There must have been someone here."
              "Maybe we've picked up a ghost?"
              Ranma relaxed a bit as Akane, still in a sloth-like
position, sorted both her clothing and his out, and kissed him again.
"Thank you, Ranma. That was wonderful..." With that, she dropped to the
floor. 
              "Um... My arms and legs have cramped up. Can you help me?"

              

The Novocastrian Samurai:
            Bushi, Kenshi,
            Bishonen Sailor Senshi. 
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"Come, muse, let us sing of rats."
"Kuno-baby, you're drunk."