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“This is your room, Ranma-sama~” Kodachi purred.
Ranma swallowed hard, looking at her in disbelief, body frozen. It couldn’t be, it was too good to be true… but part of him still hoped. He just about got some words out, though he stuttered and slurred them together: “b-b-but… where’re you gonna…”
She inferred what he was saying, it seemed, as she crept her face closer to his, licking those cherry-red lips he’d dreamed of, and when she spoke it was somehow even lower, even more sultry.
“In the big bed, with you, of course~”
Any reply he had was instantly cut off by their lips brushed together as she kissed him.
This time, Ranma found his courage and kissed back, slowly snaking his arms up Kodachi’s back as he did so, squeezing her closer still, feeling arousal spread throughout his whole body like lightning. Kodachi explored his body with her hands, up and down his back, cupping the soft flesh of his ass with one hand, earning a long, slow moan from him. He felt his legs turn to jelly, and at some point they collapsed together onto the bed, Kodachi on top, straddling him just as she had on the rooftop not so long and yet a whole lifetime ago. Her hands explored his raven-dark hair just as they had last time, her slender fingers massaging and working the tension out of his scalp.
Kodachi broke the kiss, letting out a soft moan that drove Ranma absolutely crazy. She caressed his pigtail. “Can I untie it?” she whispered. Ranma shook his head.
“Sorry, it has to stay like that for now. More magic stuff.” Kodachi hummed softly, laying little kisses on his jawline.
“You’re so magical,” she breathed, and Ranma chuckled, a chuckle that quickly turned into a gasp as Kodachi laid love-biting kisses on the soft flesh of his neck.
“Ahh, ‘Dachi, mm—” his speech came out incoherent as Kodachi marked him. She broke the love bite after a second, laying kisses up and taking the soft flesh of the outside of his ear in her mouth, earning another gasp at the unusual new sensation.
Exploring her body with his hands as she took control, Ranma felt emboldened by Kodachi’s own confidence and moved his hands further down her back, until he was caressing her firm, toned ass. Feeling bolder still thanks to Kodachi’s encouraging noises, he drew one hand back and gave her rear a firm spank, and she moaned far louder.
“Ranma-sama~ You’re so— mmm~ —you’re so bold!”
They met lips again, but this time Ranma opened his mouth, and her tongue dived in hungrily, meeting with his, both wrestling for dominance, until eventually he won out, and her body sank down into his, their bodies flush together, a raw, lovely electrical feeling of arousal coursing through Ranma’s veins. He broke the kiss and she gasped.
“Oh, Ranma-sama~” she just about managed, breathing heavy, face flushed pink. He rolled over, Kodachi now underneath him. Returning the favor from earlier, he laid nipping kisses and love bites all over her neck, then went to her ear as she’d gone to his; but instead of kissing her again, he growled:
“Drop the -sama. My name’s Ranma.”
Kodachi moaned loudly, and her breath caught as he gave her an even fiercer love bite. “Oh, Ranma~” she cried.
Ranma’s cock was diamond-hard, straining to get out of his silk pants. Who ever thought just kissing would be like this?! Right now, martial arts, fiancées, rivals, all were completely gone from his mind. All that was real now was Kodachi and the way she was making him feel.
“Whatever will I do,” Kodachi cooed, “my heart’s beating so fast…”
“Forget about tomorrow,” Ranma growled, hands growing more adventurous by the second, heading to a point of no return, “tonight it’s just us.”
Words were forgotten as with one hand he cupped Kodachi’s breast, kneading it gently, squeezing her butt with the other. She moaned, all but collapsing into his touch. Her own hands roamed further, braver than before, and she cupped his length in her hand, gasping at the loud, feral noise her touch drew out of Ranma. The feeling was so intense that he fell to her side, and she capitalized by rolling back on top of him.
“Oh my, did I do this~?” she teased. She petted his erection almost bashfully, and he groaned, thrusting up into her hand a little. Gingerly, she grabbed the hem of his pants and boxers, and carefully pushed them down. Ranma’s cock bounced free, and judging by the damp feeling he figured he must be dripping with pre right now. His earlier confidence faltered a little as it caught up to him that Kuno Kodachi had him, quite literally, by the balls
“Goodness,” Kodachi continued, “it’s bigger than I thought it would be.” He smirked, but didn’t have much time to take pride in that as she took a firmer hold of him, and he started to lose control; excitement, adrenaline, and a little nervousness bubbling up inside him. He grabbed at her leotard, and Kodachi stopped.
“How rude of me,” Kodachi whispered, “I’ve left you at a disadvantage.” Deftly, she slipped out of the garment with practiced ease, almost professionalism. She giggled softly as his gaze roamed up and down her naked body; she was lithe and athletic, but with just a little extra. “Why, Ranma, you seem rather taken. Do you like what you see?”
Ranma’s response wasn’t too far from a caveman’s grunt, and Kodachi giggled a little more. She snuggled back up to his side, pushing up his shirt and running her hands over his toned stomach. He let out a shaky breath, loving the feeling of her soft skin brushing up against his, and hesitantly he reached out with his hands, running them over her shoulders and down her sides.
“You are quite delectable yourself. I just want to eat you up.” She glanced downwards, and flashed him a hungry grin. “I think I know where to start~”
Ranma could only groan, as her weight shifted downwards. She laid a couple of little kisses on his exposed abdomen, before taking Ranma’s cock in hand and peeling back his foreskin slowly. He could feel her hot breath at the tip, and shuddered with pleasure.
“D-D-Dachi—” he just about managed, the reality of what they were doing having just about caught up with him. When he felt her warm, wet tongue slowly work its way up the length of his shaft, he completely lost control.
“Mnnn!” He moaned, trying to stifle it by burying his head in the bedsheets. But buried face or not, he was sure Kodachi heard the long moan he let out as he passed the familiar point of no return, hips bucking involuntarily, releasing on his stomach and the bedsheets with abandon.
“O-Oh my,” Kodachi said. Ranma opened one eye he hadn’t realized he’d closed, looking down at her. She had a little cum on her chin, and she flicked her tongue out, tasting it.
“A curious flavor,” she said. She looked up at Ranma and gave him a sympathetic smile. “My apologies. I did not realize you were becoming so excited.”
Ranma groaned and rolled over onto his front — quickly regretting it, as there was a wet puddle in the middle of the bed. “Damn it,” he said.
Kodachi came up beside him, her hands running up and down his back. “Ranma, it’s quite alright. I am very flattered that I was able to excite you so.”
Even now, when he deserved it the least, she was being supportive. Ranma let out a deep sigh.
“Still, ‘Dachi, this has gotta suck for you, right? I can’t do anything again for a few minutes after I blow.”
Kodachi leaned down and kissed the top of his head, and gave him a hug as best she could as he was lying face-down on the bed.
“I’m spending time with my boyfriend. I could not be happier,” Kodachi said. Ranma heard himself chuckle, and when Kodachi spoke again he could hear the smile in her voice. “You have nothing to be ashamed of. It is not a competition. If you’re done for today, we can change the sheets and just cuddle. If not — your fingers still work, do they not?”
Ranma raised his head and turned to her. Kodachi was smiling and looking at him with a soft, loving expression that almost instantly washed away the shame and disgust at himself he was feeling.
“My fingers are alright. It’s only my… y’know… that ain’t gonna do much for a little while.”
“How long?” Kodachi asked.
“A few minutes? Not long.”
“Long enough,” Kodachi purred, “roll over.”
Ranma did as he was told, rolled over onto his side so that he was facing Kodachi. She was reclining on her side, facing him, looking at him with a sultry gaze — downright smoldering, really — which redoubled his desire to please her. With at first a shy, tentative motion, which gathered in confidence from her encouraging noises, he traced his fingers down her side, before coming to rest at the bottom of her abdomen. She let out a soft, contented sigh.
“This okay?” Ranma asked.
“You can go all the way,” Kodachi said, reaching down to guide his hand. With her guidance, he glided over the inside of her thigh, lifted it a little, then went back up, reaching her sex.
“Jeeze, you’re soaking,” Ranma breathed. Kodachi giggled softly.
“I wonder whose fault that is,” she teased, and leaned into Ranma, laying a kiss on his chest.
Gingerly, Ranma parted her lips, his fingers quickly becoming just as wet. He ran them up and down, explored her opening. As he explored, Kodachi let out a few moans; and paying attention to where she seemed to like it the best, Ranma started to focus more on the clitoris, varying his pressure and rhythm until he seemed to find a sweet spot.
“Ahh~” Kodachi said, halfway between a sigh and a moan, “you are rather good at this. Have you — mmm — practiced on yourself?”
Ranma said nothing, just kissed the top of her head and upped the intensity a little, circling her clitoris with his finger. He upped the intensity just a little, and when Kodachi responded positively, took the plunge, pushing his middle finger down and into her opening. Kodachi squeaked, and to his surprise, she clamped down on his finger.
Ranma was suddenly very aware of what he was doing, and very aware of how good it could feel to be inside Kodachi.
“Keep going~” Kodachi moaned, and Ranma could only find her pleading endlessly arousing. He redoubled his efforts, the vibrations of Kodachi’s approving sounds only turning him on more. If he was hard before, he was beyond hard now.
“’Dachi,” he growled, “I’m ready to go again.” She tightened around his finger again.
“Talk dirty,” Kodachi said, sounding short on breath, desperate even. Ranma gathered every particle of self-confidence he had, channeled every dirty fantasy he could think of.
“You’re so f-fucking sexy,” he managed, feeling a little awkward, but wanting to push on for her. That seemed to have the desired effect, so emboldened, he continued. “I can’t wait to fuck you.”
Kodachi moaned loudly, and tightened around his finger much more than before. Her body writhed up against his, and after an intense few seconds she pushed him onto his back. As he withdrew his fingers from her, she grabbed both his wrists and pinned them up by the side of his head. That only served to excite him further as she climbed on top of him, straddling him. The thought that Kodachi was about to have her way with him brought to the surface a repressed desire he dare not put a name to.
Kodachi released one hand to reach down and grasp his length, and he moaned as she guided it toward her entrance. She smiled.
“Ready to become a man?” she purred, and Ranma squeezed his eyes shut, nodded once. That was all the encouragement she needed, as she took his length inside her. A hot, wet, tight feeling enveloped Ranma’s manhood. The feeling was better than anything he could’ve ever done to himself.
“F-Fuck,” he breathed. Kodachi lowered herself down onto him, taking in his full length. “Fuck!” Ranma moaned. He opened his eyes.
Kodachi was looking down at him with an amorous, sultry expression. She projected pure desire. As she started moving, the rhythmic motion made her breasts move in a hypnotizing pattern. Ranma summoned what strength he had left, and sat up. Not missing a beat, Kodachi held him to her, his face buried in her chest, and increased her rhythm. With every bounce of her hips, Ranma let out a soft moan.
“’Dachi, oh, you’re so good…” he managed. Kodachi gripped his hair, burying her fingers inside.
“Ranma~” she purred. She pulled him back from her chest, locked lips with him. The kiss was frantic, as pent-up desire gave way with abandon. Ranma felt like every part of his body was an erogenous zone, as Kodachi’s free hand roamed up and down his back, her other still buried in his hair.
There was no way he could resist this for long. He just about managed to break the kiss.
“Ah, ‘Dachi, I’m gonna…” he tried to warn her again. She only increased her rhythm, which was enough to push him over the edge once more. He let out a strangled cry and released, a huge load which just seemed to keep coming. He saw stars, jolting up into Kodachi. When it finally ended, he collapsed backwards onto the bed, closed his eyes.
He drifted in and out of a post-orgasmic bliss for a short while, not entirely sure what was real, until he felt Kodachi snuggling up to his side.
“That was truly amazing,” she said. Ranma chuckled, putting his arm round her shoulders.
“I’ll say. Wow.” Kodachi giggled, squeezing him a little tighter and laying a kiss on his cheek.
“And before marriage as well. You even finished inside! Whatever have you made of me, Ranma-sama?” Ranma turned his head, kissed her on the forehead.
“Back to Ranma-sama, huh?” he asked. Kodachi giggled again.
“I am sorry. I just love to call you that.”
“S’alright. Just call me Ranma in bed. It ain’t the greatest name ever, but it’s mine.”
“I think it’s a magnificent name for a wonderful man,” Kodachi breathed. Ranma felt himself blushing — he could give his all to this girl, and she could still think of ways to make him flustered.
“Aw shush,” he said. Kodachi kissed his cheek again.
“Still, I am rather surprised. I was expecting to bleed, since this was my first time.”
“Probably after that fun we had before you were so wet that bleedin’ was out of the question,” Ranma said. He suddenly had a horrible thought. “Oh shit, I finished inside!” Kodachi chuckled.
“No need to be alarmed,” she said. She held up a little yellow plastic wheel, which had Roman characters on it. “I’ve been taking these.”
“What’s that?” Ranma asked.
“The combined oral contraceptive, known as ‘the Pill’ in America,” Kodachi said. “Sasuke had to jump through some hoops to get it to me. It has yet to be legalized in Japan.”
“So…”
“I should be alright. It has a very high success rate.” She grinned. “I still expect you to take responsibility, Ranma-sama.”
Ranma chuckled, but said no more, only squeezing Kodachi closer.