Tsun-Dere-SM: Playing With Paper Dolls

Unending BE - episode 1463068

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We resume with a fairly mundane sight - Ranma and Akane off to school together, with Ranma strolling atop the fence with hands behind the back of his head, Akane on the pavement carrying her bag in front of her in both hands. An iconic image for the two of them, with some viewing Ranma's 'balance training' as a measure of distancing himself from the girl he likes, or of putting himself to a superior position to her out of his arrogance.

With our new understanding of their relationship, however, we can see that this might even be a part of the 'game' they play with one another. Symbolically showing dominance as a form of kinkplay. Unusual? Yes, but you'd be hard pressed to find anything about their relationship that one could call 'usual' anyway.

"I'm sorry," Ranma said out of nowhere, throwing it out as casually as if he was saying 'hello'. Akane nearly stumbled, but caught herself quickly and just as fast started to stare daggers at him.

"Idiot, don't be reckless out in public!" Akane hissed.

"Eh? Not where people can see?" Ranma asked. Then, a cheeky grin grew upon his face. "Sorry about that."

Cue one bag to the face. Yep, this was another example of the unusual nature of their relationship. Not content with merely arguing over nothing as a means to get each other off, the two of them were now making full use of apologies as a way of dominating one another. After all, or so the logic went, the one that apologised more sincerely was the one that was being more mature. Hence, the one that was truly on top of the other.

"Oh, I'm sorry, that didn't hurt did it?" Akane asked, retrieving her bag and continuing on her way.

"Not at all, if anything I'm sorry that I annoyed you so much that you threw it at me."

"No, no, it was my lousy temper that did it."

Ranma had to bite his lip to stop it from trembling. Last night, they'd apologised to each other over a hundred times while rutting like wild animals. They'd apologised about everything under the sun while their bodies writhed and ground into one another. Punishing each other physically, deliberately driving the other to the brink of pleasure, smoothing their hands along each other's bodies - then pinching the flesh without warning to ensure the pain response was maximised. Akane would kiss the nape of Ranma's neck, then suddenly sink her teeth into his shoulder. Then apologise for biting him. Meanwhile, Ranma would grab Akane's butt and squeeze both cheeks with tenderness and passion - right before grabbing the candle she'd been using to drip wax onto him, and use it to return the favour, apologising as he'd done so. They'd been at this for hours, apologising the entire time.

Needless to say, but this exciting new direction to their sex life was provoking a few changes in how they were interacting with each other out in public, and - Ah, it might have caused them both to develop an apology fetish?

"Oh, goodness me young man, please forgive this humble salesman," an overweight middle aged man said, having bumped into one of their fellow students. Normally Akane would wander over to help out, but it did seem that this was a genuine mistake and didn't need her involvement. For the best, because even hearing that apology had made her panties a little more moist than they had been a moment ago.

"Ahem! Learn to keep your mouth shut if you're just going to tease me," Akane said. Now, that might seem like a strange thing for her to say out of nowhere, but when you're engaged in a secret relationship that you cannot risk being found out, one thing you will learn quickly is the necessity of code phrases. Not just for safety reasons, but also because there were times where you needed to get your rocks off at an unscheduled time.

"Yeah, sure, okay," Ranma said, noting that after he beat Kuno's ass this morning he was to head directly to the gym storage closet. Actually, if Akane hadn't suggested it first then he definitely would have.

Speaking of people who live to be stepped on, enter Hikaru Gosunkugi. A reedlike boy with muscles like tissue paper, with deep shadows under his sunken eyes, to the point you'd think he'd woken up in a coffin this morning. This boy had long had a crush on Akane Tendo, but merely saying 'he's a boy that attends Furinkan High School' seems pretty synonymous with that.

Unlike those who were most adamant in their infatuation, this boy was not an athlete. Oh no, not even kind of. He had no strength, no stamina, no flexibility about him, nor did he even have the right mindset to be all that competitive either. Take this morning for example. He had made an attempt to join Akane on her morning jog. Nice and casual, creates an entry point for him to spend time with her, something they can talk about since they're in the same class, etc.

This plan failed within the first second, when Akane passed by. He'd said 'hello' and she'd continued on, having failed to notice him because she was preoccupied with something. From there, she got ahead and his chances of catching up quickly fell from slim to none even though the speed she was going at was 'gentle jog' and certainly nothing like as fast as she could run if she tested herself.

And so, he had fallen back into his usual routine. Hanging back behind her and Saotome, watching from afar. It gnawed at him. It ate him alive to see how casually he could talk to her. The disrespect he gave her. Her! Akane Tendo! The most beautiful woman alive! Treated with such... such disdain and mockery! The fact that she spent so much of her time with him, that they were engaged to be married, it gnawed on his very soul and made him hate, hate, hate Ranma Saotome. Perhaps hate him even more than he adored Akane Tendo! Because, not only was he the only thing keeping Gosunkugi from being with her (hah!) but Ranma Saotome, that fiend, practically went out of his way to make others look bad in everything he did. Look at him, up there on the fence. Keeping his balance on that thin surface without the slightest hint of issue.

That was when he wound up bumping into the travelling salesman. WHo apologised profusely, as if Gosunkugi cared about that.

"Hey, listen, I recognise that look in your eyes," the salesman said. "The look of the love forelorn. It's my mission in life to help people like you."

Hrm? It was? The salesman opened up a briefcase, and pulled out twelve paper dolls.

"Write a command on them, put them on someone's back, they will have to do whatever you say."

"I see," Gosunkugi nodded. "In other words, you like to help people deal with their relationship issues by making use of mind control magic, enabling them to acquire their heart's desire without actually putting in any work."

"Oh, you're not interested?"

"No, no, I'm super into that!" Gosunkugi said. He considered writing 'give for free' on one and slapping it one the salesperson's back - But thought better of it and paid the 5000 yen, it's a pretty good deal overall. Of course, he didn't notice that a paper doll fell off his back when he wandered off, as he was already trying to think up what he could do with these dolls to ensure Akane fell in love with him.

Little did he realise, having the heart of Akane Tendo is not for the faint of heart.

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Mon Jan 10 06:58:05 2022

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