Pleasure had been something that Akane had felt before, as any girl would have. The enjoyment of an ice cream cone on a hot day, the comfort of a favored keepsake, or the joy of a beautiful melody all would bring wonderful sensations into her life. She had even had her heart race when being carried to safety, or having her first crush check out her twisted ankle.
Yet none of it quite matched what she was feeling right at that moment. Never before had her femininity been so clear to her, as she could just imagine her softness being shaped by his strong and firm hands. Wherever their bodies came into contact with each other, she could swear that his presence throbbed into her flesh, even where clothing was in the way. There was a heat growing in the pit of her flat belly, and she could feel her hips tense in response. At that moment, he looked so masculine, so wonderful that she had to wonder just why she hadn't seen it before.
Right then, with the two of them all alone, and her being held in his arms, she couldn't help but be truly aware of just how major his instinct to grab her up was.
Ranma saw the heat rising in her eyes... and panicked, quickly releasing her to stand on her own two feet before stepping back with his hands waving about in front of him. "Gah! Didn't meanta do that!"
"You didn't?" she murmured, looking curiously at him as she regained her footing.
"Well, yeah.... I mean, it ain't that I was tryin' ta harrass ya, or anythin'."
"Is that so...."
"Uh-huh," he grunted, nodding quickly. "I was just tryin' ta catch ya as fast as possible. Couldn't let ya get away from me."
"Oh...."
"Okay?"
"It's perfectly fine. Nothing wrong happened."
"Huh?" blurted the pigtailed boy as he stared at his fiancee.
"What? Did I say something wrong?"
"Ummm.... nah. Not really."
"Then what do you want to do next?"
"Well, I guess.... We should be heading back now."
"If that's what you say," she answered, mentally accepting the fact that he wanted her and was going to keep her protected. That made her feel warmer towards him, and she couldn't help but feel thankful that he'd gotten to her. Who knew what might have happened if he hadn't come to claim her?
At the very least though, without him actively touching her, she was feeling a bit less of that overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body.
A puzzled expression came across Ranma's face, and he wondered about what was going on, as he turned to lead her back to the dojo, while:
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