[Episode 125816] [Episode 125816]Ranma-kun and Cologne-chan were both lounging in bed, their gloriously nude bodies still lasciviously entwined. Their naked shapes were glistening from sweat and other fluids, and the heady scent of sweat and sex was clinging to them. From time to time, a foot was lazily rubbing against a leg, a hand idly stroking a curvy hip, and lips were absentmindedly kissing a cheek, a nose, a mouth....
The two lovers had burned up most of their passion, however. Their lengthy lovemaking session, which had included various carnal acts and a few acrobatic positions, would have floored any healthy couple. Only the superior endurance of the two top-notch martial artists had allowed them to make it even possible.
“You know what...?” Ranma finally whispered in her ear. “I think you’re the best fuck I could ever dream of....”
These words surprised Cologne-chan. Coming from Ranma Saotome, this was probably the closest from “I love you.” she could hope for... and ever heard him say.
“Are you serious?” the blue-haired, young-looking matriarch asked.
“Yes, of course.” Ranma answered. “I mean, who else than you could really keep it up with me? I’m such an endowed, tireless, insatiable lovemaking machine... I would drive into the ground any ordinary woman. I certainly could also exhaust any of those tomboys — if they weren’t into other girls. Only a true martial of my caliber have any chance of competing. I’m so glad to have seen through your disguise....”
During this self-congratulating speech, Ranma was busying his fingers by sexing up the gorgeous female body he was lying against. As final punctuation, the smirking boy even began kissing and licking on a nipple. This probably spared him a bop atop the head for talking like an egotist jerk. Cologne sure rolled her eyes, but the distraction provided by his digits and mouth was enough to earn her forgiveness.
She was used to his over-inflated ego, anyway. Maybe it was even part of what attracted him. No male from Nyūchezu would ever dare speaking this way to a matriarch, even as pillow talk. Not that they were oppressed or anything silly like that, as some ignorant people tended to believe. The Joketsuzoku weren’t true “Amazons” by any long shot, although the disparaging misnomer seemed to stick to them. But the tribe was definitely matriarchal, and the menfolk tended to be much less assertive than their warrior women mates. Ranma’s mountainous pride was sometimes a pain, but also a refreshing change.
Cologne-chan sighed and softly cooed from Ranma’s gentle ministrations. She doubted he was serious about starting round two... err... make that round twenty. But you never knew... the pigtailed boy had always been full of surprises. But if he was in the mood for teasing, so was she... in every sense of the term.
“Why don’t you just admit you’re madly in love with me, Ranma-kun?” she idly said in a breathy voice.
This stopped Ranma on his track, his lips still wrapped around a succulent tit. Even his tongue had stopped wiggling. He warily glanced at her face from the corner of his eyes.
“Are you afraid? Or maybe you just don’t want to say it out loud before witness....”
Ranma unstuck his mouth and snorted. “Feh. Me, afraid? Come on, why would I be afraid of saying such a silly...” he trailed off, blinking. Thinking of what she had just implied, he frowned and peered into her eyes. “What witness?”
Cologne-chan just smiled impishly. Then, she whispered in a conspiracy tone, making sure only Ranma could hear her: “The one that have been spying on us since a good deal of time already....”
“WHA—” Ranma blurted out, before shutting his trap. He resisted the temptation to look around in alarm. He had been too focused on his lover to pay it any attention until now, but once she mentioned this he realized he did feel observed. Adopting a hushed tone too, he accusingly stated “You knew someone was there?! Why didn’t you warn me...?”
“Why would I need to? Any ‘genius martial artist’ of your caliber should have easily felt a presence... right, Ranma-kun? Whatever happened to your famed danger awareness?” she mockingly asked.
Ranma grunted. If the intruders had been hostile in any way, he would certainly have spotted them immediately... but his harakei wasn’t exactly geared to catch mere voyeurs.
“How long have he... or she been watching us?” Ranma insisted.
“A while. But there was some lecherous Japanese boy whom just never stopped molesting my hapless body, so I never got the opportunity to mention it.”
“Why you exhibitionist! What had taken you to let some peeping tom enjoy the show we were giving him?”
“I’m not sure it was just a peeping tom....”
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