[Episode 135401] [Episode 135401]By that night, Akane was nearly frantic with frustration, worry, anxiety... and horniness. In the last several days, so many new concepts had been brought up that she had no choice but to consider, and to deal with. She was currently pacing back and forth in her bedroom, trying to muddle it out. It didn't help that her concentration kept wandering back to sexual fantasies.
She needed and wanted to marry Ranma, not someday in the vague future, but within the month. There were rather terrible consequences of not accomplishing the above. World-shattering consequences. She and her sisters were scions of a god of Lust, meaning that they not only had extremely high libidos, but were bisexual and had only the most paper-thin, culture-induced, skin-deep inhibitions about incest, and if Kasumi's actions in the bath and her own emotions were any indications, they weren't holding up that well. Her marriage was going to be open; she would have to share Ranma with others, in a sexual sense at the very least, likely a bit more involved. Finally... she hadn't the slightest idea how she was going to make everything above actually happen.
She, Akane Tendou, bane of perverts everywhere, was the most truly-bred of the current generation of the line of Tan, God of Lust, who had knocked up his own daughter to produce Akane's ancestors. Just being aware of this seemed to have cracked open the dam that held back her sexuality and libido. She was starting to feel horny almost all the time and thinking naughty thoughts --about both of Ranma's bodies, some of his fiancées, and her very own sisters-- with alarming frequency. She'd gone from only having occasionally experimented with masturbation less than a dozen times in her young life prior that odd dream from Tan... to diddling herself raw every night until she wasn't sure if she fell asleep or just passed out. The sad part of it was that even all that didn't completely satisfy her anymore. She was still getting horny during the day, which made her think about Ranma (and often her sisters, which caused her to quickly redirect her thoughts back to Ranma, when she could). Thinking about Ranma just brought back all the worry and frustration of how so many things could go wrong with her plan (well, other than the frequent arousing daydreams that thinking about Ranma also resulted in).
The horniness and the not knowing what she should do was driving her insane! This HAD to be part of what Tan had been talking about when he mentioned new abilities and powers. Admittedly, if Ranma's need for sex was so great that one girl born a scion of lust, even three girls like that, might not be enough to keep him sated, her having a much higher than normal libido would definitely help a lot. There would be no "not tonight Ranma, I have a headache from her if she was always going to be THIS horny. There would only be "not right now Ranma, I'm unconscious." She wouldn't be surprised if one of her awakening "powers" was going to be sexual endurance too. She could almost imagine it now, fucking Ranma non-stop for hours on end, cuming her brains out over and over, he constantly switching back and forth between his forms to cut out the male downtime, just so he could keep her going without a break... eheh.... heh heh...
'ACK! Stop it Akane! Get you mind out of the gutter and back on track. You have a problem to solve! (Maybe wipe up that drool leaking down your chin while you're at it.)'
Kasumi's idea to seduce Ranma was hardly a bad one, but what did Akane know about seduction, really? All of her fantasies cast her as the seductee. Even her more romantic daydreams and desires for her relationship for Ranma revolved around him courting her, making all the moves, and she accepting his feelings and advances. Always in the passive role, no matter what aspect of her desired relationship to Ranma she thought about...
Passive...
The revelation hit Akane between the eyes so hard she was briefly dizzy. She sat down on her bed and held her head in her hands. "Oh that's just bloody perfect!" She groaned. "I have to somehow seduce a boy whose screwed up childhood left him severely sexually repressed and reluctant to commit to anything... and I'm a submissive. Why not ask a fish to break a land-speed record? I'm just about as out of my element as that! If this is your idea of a joke, Tan-sama, I'm not laughing."
Akane lifted her face and rested her chin in her palms. "Amazing... Akane Tendou, who bashes anyone who gets her mad with a mallet, is submissive. Never would have guessed. You would have thought someone pushy like Kunou would have been perfect for me... but he isn't. I hate his guts, and every time he tries to force his feelings on me, I get angry and disgusted. Maybe it only applies to Ranma?"
She tried that out, mentally. By this point, she was able to admit she was sexually attracted to both her sisters... and Ukyou, and Shampoo... and most definitely Ranma's female form. Her attraction was strongest for Ranma, but felt about the same no matter which of his bodies she considered. He was still the same person no matter what shape he was in at the time, after all. She supposed she should be grateful for that: she may have discovered that she was a bisexual, but at least she wasn't a shallow one. Who the person inside the body was still mattered to her. She knew she loved her sisters dearly; her newly recognized sexual attraction to them was just an outgrowth of those feelings, a new understanding that these people whom she sincerely loved came in some seriously hot packaging. So she tested her submissiveness in a fantasy of Kasumi. She imagined the bath scene again, this time Akane was the one who initiated contact and kissing. The image was arousing, but felt a bit awkward and uncomfortable. She switched around, picturing Kasumi putting the moves on her, pressing her against the bathroom wall and kissing her fiercely, groping Akane's body with her hands while the younger girl just stood there letting it happen. That fantasy produced a stronger reaction. It definitely turned her on more. Shaking it off and pulling her hands away from where they'd unconsciously been mirroring the fantasy-Kasumi's touch, Akane forced her mind clear to start a second fantasy test with Nabiki. She had an even harder time imagining Nabiki just sitting back and letting her younger sister take control of the encounter, and when she switched the roles of the fantasy, Nabiki was even more domineering and forceful than Kasumi could be... and it turned Akane on more.
After a relatively quick session (half an hour) of frigging herself to that particular daydream, Akane was finally able to snap out of the hormone-filled daze and really start thinking again. So it wasn't just Ranma who inspired submissive feelings in her. It truly was a long hidden aspect of who she was inside. Kunou had never sparked such feelings because she frankly hated him; he was a jerk, an idiot, an arrogant bastard who thought everyone else was below him, and he danced the fine line of commitable insanity. There was no attraction there; no desire to submit herself to him. She might be a submissive, but at least she had good taste. That was something.
Okay, having an orgasm had cleared her head for a bit (though she still felt like another 3 or 4 would feel even better) back to the problem at hand. She needed to seduce Ranma, or at least get him to the point where he would willingly seduce or court her affections. He wasn't doing that now, and she had to find just the right kick to get him going in that direction as opposed to (she winced) her usual type of kick that sent him over the wall... and away from her. She shook off the feelings of helplessness and dread of failure. She needed to seduce him... but lacked all the tools to do so. Who did she know who could? She didn't want to hand the task over to some other girl, but who might be able to show her how to do it herself? It would be awkward and uncomfortable she knew; unnatural to her base nature, but she thought that if she could get Ranma started, he would be able to handle the rest... to handle her from that point on. It was getting him there that was going to be the problem. Who did she know?
Akane blinked. Hadn't she just had a really really hot masturbation fantasy of a person with a more forceful, controlling personality? Nabiki was the one, certainly. The only thing that worried Akane is what her help might cost.
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Nabiki had just finished up her tallying of figures she would need for the next day, and was about to get some sleep, when an almost timid knock came at her bedroom door. Quickly hiding a number of things she didn't want anyone in her family to see (for various reasons) she composed herself and answered.
"Come in."
Akane opened the door, entered, and closed it quietly behind her. She stood there, eyes on the floor, and fidgeting, like she couldn't decide what to do with her hands. Nabiki inwardly grinned. She didn't know what this was about, but she was pretty sure it was going to be good.
"Oneechan... I need your help."
Good and profitable. "Go on."
"I've... been doing a lot of thinking lately, and decided nothings going to happen for me if I don't make some determined changes."
Nabiki couldn't argue with that. She'd considered Akane stuck in a rut for more than a year now.
Akane took a deep breath, firming up her resolve. "I've made a decision and taken actions to make it happen... now I need to make sure it works out, but I don't think I know how to go about it."
Nabiki raised an eyebrow. "You know Akane, if you only give me an extremely vague problem, I can only give you extremely vague advice."
Akane winced. A lifetime of experience had taught her that if you give Nabiki any openings to exploit, they usually ended up exploited. "Okay, you're right. I need specific advice, so I can't keep being vague... but this isn't easy for me, okay?"
"Fair enough. Take your time, but tell me everything." Nabiki said patiently.
Akane nodded, even as she inwardly snorted 'fat chance'. "I've decided that I want to marry Ranma before anything really bad happens to prevent it or mess up what chances I haven't messed up already. I made a plan, a schedule really, to be married to Ranma in just under a month now."
Nabiki raised an eyebrow, but nodded. "Not a really long timetable, but there is some room to make things happen. So what's the plan?"
"Well, I went to Kasumi for advice, and she recommended a situation where Ranma (and me) can't fall back on acting like children. She's setting up an omiai next week. Of course, Ranma hates to be forced into things, so she also suggested (if you can believe this coming from here) that I seduce Ranma... or his girl form if I want to stay a virgin until my wedding night, before the omiai so that I know he won't bolt."
Nabiki nodded slowly. Granted, she wasn't quite as naive as Akane, and had known for years that Kasumi wasn't quite the pure, innocent she tended to put herself across as. For goodness sake, Nabiki had helped her older sister mail-order that vibrator two years ago! Still, it was not a suggestion she would have expected Kasumi to make, though more because it would be breaking character rather than being truly against the girl's nature. She supposed Kasumi thought Akane was old enough now to understand their older sister had a more human side to her.
"I see, so are you going to follow Oneechan's suggestion?"
Akane slowly nodded. "I want to! I've pretty much had to accept I'm very attracted to Ranma... both his forms, really... and that I love him and want to marry him... and that I want to have sex with him... again, both forms. The biggest stumbling block I have is that I don't know HOW!"
Nabiki blinked. "How to what, have sex? Geez... well I can probably get you some... ahem... 'instructional videos' tomorrow, if you need them."
Akane shook her head. "No, not the having sex part. I'm pretty sure I can figure that part out. It's getting there where I draw a complete blank. I know this sounds weird Nabiki, but... can you teach me how to seduce someone?"
Nabiki blinked... and blinked again. Self control was a very big part of her personality, which was about the only reason she managed not to crack up laughing. "Well... now that is and interesting question. How to seduce someone? Someone being Ranma specifically, I presume? I admit you have a pretty tricky target picked out. If Ranma were an easy person to seduce, Shampoo, Kodachi, and Ukyou would already be pregnant."
Akane resisted the urge to growl at the thought. She had to bury that old resentment, or let it go. At the present, there was a fairly good chance she might need to include at least some of them into her marriage bed. Holding on to hostility towards them wasn't going to help keep Ranma from going insane and leveling the neighborhood when his powers peaked and his rational mind was gone.
"That's at least part of the problem; figuring out what he'd respond to." Akane admitted.
'And what would the other part be?' Nabiki pondered, but saved that question for later. She would deal with this one aspect at a time. "Just to make sure we're both on the same page, by 'seduction' do you mean to have sex with him... or her... or do you just mean you want to be all snuggly and romantic by the time he learns you're springing a surprise omiai on him?"
Akane blushed. "Well... probably the first one, unless you think the second one would serve better in getting us married in a month."
"Hmm..." Nabiki honestly wasn't sure on that. Ranma was certain to be skittish about a blatant approach for sex, which made aiming for that trickier. On the other hand, wooing him in a strictly romantic way might take to long to generate the desired results. Oh, and then there was that other thing... "You said that figuring out how to approach Ranma was part of the problem. What's the other part?"
Akane squirmed. "Nabiki... if I tell you this, would you seriously promise not to sell the information off, or use it to hurt me in some way?"
Nabiki looked hurt. She wanted to say she wouldn't do that, but knew that her track record for private things wasn't very encouraging. There had been times in the past where she'd sold or used knowledge of something she didn't consider a big deal, that the person whose secret it was certainly did. It had cost her friends in the past, and also apparently lost her some of her sisters' trust. The older she got, the more she found herself wondering if the trade-off was really worth it. By Akane's reluctance, this was obviously something that she considered very private and important, and whether or not Nabiki felt the same way about this secret, exposing it or using it in an unethical manner would destroy whatever little trust in her Akane still had. That made the decision a bit easier, though she wondered if she would have cared as much when she was 17 what Akane thought of her. The answer didn't make Nabiki feel very good about herself.
"Alright Akane. You have my word. Even in all the years I've been pulling tricky deals and manipulations, I've never once broken my word or any contract. Oh I admit that to make sure we can all eat, pay the electricity bills and so on, I've told some lies, though I prefer telling truths in a way that lead people to make their own assumptions that served my needs. I play on peopled assumptions and weaknesses to get the money they don't really need half as badly as we do to support our family. I don't claim that makes everything I did right, or justified, but despite what you probably think about me, I do have my standards and a code of ethics that I pride myself on keeping to. If I give my word, I keep it, always. Usually that means I very rarely limit myself by making promises, but for you I'll make this one: whatever it is you're about to tell me, I will not use it to hurt you, only to help. There you go, a solid promise by Nabiki Tendou, and that's worth more than even Kunou could throw at me."
Akane smiled, feeling a bit guilty about doubting her sister (while at the same time admitting she had cause). "Alright, here it is: I'm actually... a submissive."
Nabiki blinked. Akane was just full of surprises tonight. "A... submissive? You? The girl who resorts to blunt force to solve all her smallest problems?"
Akane winced. "Alright, maybe I deserve that, but it's true... and I'm trying to make changes here, so give me some slack."
"I think you need to elaborate a bit more so that I understand exactly what you mean." Nabiki said quietly. "There are different kinds of submissives."
Akane dry-washed her hands and nodded nervously. This was so humiliating! She felt completely vulnerable! "What I mean is... in... relationships... sexually, and in... romantic roles... I'm submissive in those ways. Every daydream I have, every sexual fantasy, I'm always the passive one. What I want most of all is for Ranma to... well, woo me, I guess. I want him to make the moves so that I can respond to them. When I try to imagine the reverse, being the initiator or the dominant role... either I get really uncomfortable, or I just can't picture it at all. It's completely unnatural to me, and I don't know why. You think I haven't considered how weird a fit that is, considering how I used to deal with people who made romantic or sexual advances on me?"
'"Used to" as recently as last week.' Nabiki thought. 'In fact, I think it was the day before she came down for breakfast all nervous and jittery that I last saw her punt Ranma across the skyline. Was that when she figured this out?' "So what you're telling me is..." Nabiki said slowly, still trying to make it fit together in her head, "that you need me to teach you how to seduce Ranma, while at the same time you're telling me that seducing him would be completely unnatural to you, acting against all your instincts and, dare I say it, your inclinations and desires to be the one seducing him?"
Akane squirmed. "That's about the size of it... yeah."
Nabiki rubbed her head. "This... is impossible. You're asking me to teach or show you how to do... what you are unable and unwilling to do. Basically you're saying that even if I somehow came up with the perfect method to seduce Ranma... you wouldn't be able to go through with it?"
Akane looked like she was about to burst into tears. "But I want to! I need to! Nabiki, I have to marry him, and I want to make love to him so badly it's driving me halfway insane! But I can't imagine anyway of doing it that doesn't have him making all the moves! How the hell can I get him to do what I want him to do without me doing it?"
Nabiki rubbed her throbbing temples. "Okay... calm down please, your freaking out isn't helping me think at all."
"Sorry." Akane whimpered dejectedly.
Nabiki took a deep breath. "Okay, here's the thing: If you can't achieve what you want to happen through direct action, then you need to come up with alternative tactics. Frankly Akane, doing things the subtle way has never been your strong suit; that's just not the sort of person you are. I will try and come up with something else, but at least give me the night to think about it... maybe most of tomorrow too. I'll tell you tomorrow night if I've come up with anything good."
Akane smiled. "Thanks Nabiki! I knew you'd be able to help!" She turned and was about to leave when Nabiki cleared her throat.
"Ahem."
Akane turned back. "Yes?"
"I'm glad that you have confidence in me, dear sister," Nabiki smirked with her shark's smile... a smile Akane had last seen in her masturbation fantasy only a little while ago, causing a different reaction than Nabiki had likely intended the look to give. "Still, you know I don't do anything for nothing. Even if you are my sister, a problem as big a headache as this isn't something I'd tackle for free. You're going to owe me for this, so how do you intend to repay, or pay in advance, as I usually prefer?"
Akane stared at her older sister for a moment. She had been so grateful for Nabiki's willingness to help, that her demanding compensation seemed... disappointing, even though she had expected it. "Ah, yes, I'd forgotten about that. Can't even help your own sister get married to the guy she loves without getting something for it, huh?" she deadpanned.
Nabiki didn't flinch. "Save the guilt trips for Kasumi. They work on her."
Akane rolled her eyes. "Alright. I had a few ideas on how I might get your help from you, though none of them involve actually paying you money."
Nabiki smiled. "That's okay, Akane. We can always exchange a service for a service, presuming they're equitable."
Akane took a few steps toward Nabiki, slow and not overtly hostile, just patient and confident. She folded her arms and bent down to look her older sister dead in the eye, where Nabiki sat in her desk chair. "I should tell you up front, the services I expected to offer you your choice of will not generate you any profit, and if you find some way of correcting that 'shortcoming' taking pictures and whatnot, you may be attending my wedding in a wheelchair, sister or not."
Nabiki raised an eyebrow. Threats of physical violence were not something Akane leveled at her sisters, ever (most everyone else was fair game, of course) or at least not since they were all very young and Daddy had laid down the law in absolute terms that hitting or hurting her older sisters, who did not train as martial artists, would mark an immediate end of Akane's training as same. Their father would ban Akane from every practicing martial arts again, and kick her permanently out of the Anything Goes school if she ever attacked a non-martial artist, her sisters in particular (proving that the school's name was not 100% accurate, at least in Soun's house).
"Really? In that case, dear little sister, what you're offering had better be quite a service if it isn't going to profit me in any measurable way."
Akane, smiling right back at Nabiki, nodded slowly. "Oh they are, and you have your pick of them, but just so I know which appeals to you most, I'm going to ask you three questions, even though I suspect I already know the answers."
Nabiki raised an eyebrow. "Interesting. Ask away."
Akane smirked. "Then here we go. Do answer honestly, no matter how awkward the question makes you. The answers would be pretty meaningless otherwise. First question: are you attracted, in a physical, sexual way at least, to Ranma? Either one of his forms is acceptable for a 'yes' answer."
Nabiki frowned. "Now why would you even ask that? You want him for yourself, you came in here specifically to tell me so."
Akane shook her head. "No questions from you. Answer mine and I'll make clear what I'm offering. So?"
Nabiki stared hard at her little sister for a long moment. "Yes. I do find Ranma attractive. Is it required I clarify which form?"
Akane smirked. "Not at this time, though the next question almost makes it unnecessary. Second question: what exactly is your sexual orientation? Are you now or have you ever been attracted to a girl? And if so, does that mean you have no attraction to boys at all, or do both of them interest you? Remember now, only honest answers serve any purpose."
Nabiki was actually frowning at her younger sister, annoyed by both how personal these questions were getting, and at Akane's continued knowing smirk. Like she thought she already knew the answers, and just wanted to make Nabiki say them out loud. Well, this would probably shock her a bit, which would at least do away with that damn smirk. "I have, in the past, found myself attracted to both men and women, some more than others, mostly on a case-by-case basis. While I don't advertise it, and would seriously make you pay for it if you decided to spread it around, I realised I was bisexual some time ago. Satisfied?"
Akane's smirk didn't waver, it actually broadened. "Not quite yet. Now this is the hardest question, the one that's going to hurt the more than the others to spit out, but it is also probably the most important that you be truthful answering." Akane leaned even closer, so that their noses were almost touching. Despite the invasion of her personal space, Nabiki didn't give ground, though her eyes narrowed. "Question three:" Akane lowered her voice to a secretive whisper. "Do you now... or have you ever... been sexually attracted to one of your own sisters? Is it one? Is it both? If only one... am I that one? Tell me the truth Nabiki; I already know the answer, but nothing will come of it if you don't tell me now."
Nabiki had turned to stone. She did not move, did not twitch, did not even breath for the longest moment. Slowly, she closed her eyes, blocking out the far-too-close-for-comfort image of her younger sister's face. "Maybe..." she whispered, in an uncharacteristically brittle tone, "I would not want anything to come of it."
The touch of Akane's hand, callused but gentle on Nabiki's cheek prompted her to open her eyes. Akane could see they were moist, as though Nabiki was stopped from crying only by force of will. "Maybe..." Akane whispered, the high-handed tone now replaced with something remarkably gentle, "you actually do want something to come of it, and were only afraid that your sister or sisters wouldn't share your feelings, that they would be offended and disgusted, and reject and humiliate you for revealing just how deeply... and in how many different ways... you truly love them. What would you say if I told you that would never happen, with either of them? What would you say if I told you that they both had similar feelings for you, and that they would both accept and return them? If I told you all that, Nabiki, how would you answer the third question?"
Nabiki would die... or at least kill the witness... before ever admitting that she had, at any point in her life other than the death of their mother, cut such a miserable, fragile picture as she did just then. The tears behind her eyes poured down her cheeks unchecked. She sniffled, then tried to speak, but couldn't past the lump in her throat. Years of repression came crashing down as she sat their sobbing, nose-to-nose with her childish, violent, immature baby sister, whom Nabiki had always loved deeply, even though it had only been in the last few years that she'd begun looking at both her and Kasumi as beautiful, attractive women rather than only family members. For the first time since their mother died, Nabiki went completely to pieces.
Akane, having a sudden understanding of how Kasumi must have felt those times she was in this position, how warm and loving it felt to be the one to comfort someone she loved in such distress, sat down in Nabiki's lap and pulled her older sister into an embrace, laying the older girl's head on her shoulder as she cried.
Nabiki sobbed for some time; she had quite a lot of repressed emotion to vent. When she finally started to quiet down a bit, Akane pulled back just enough to take Nabiki's face in her hands. Gently, with as much kindness and tenderness as any sensuality, she kissed the tears from Nabiki's face, one at a time, finishing with a sweet and gentle kiss on the lips. Nabiki had been passive at first, as if still not sure this was actually happening, but soon leaned into the kiss, almost desperate for the love and acceptance it signified, as well as the promise of something more to follow.
Just as Nabiki had begun parting her lips a little and tentatively poking her tongue out to probe for Akane's, the younger girl pulled back. What had started as warm and touching had begun to heat up into something would soon have both girl's clothes flying into different corners of the room, and Akane didn't trust her own self-control enough that she would be able to stop once they got started. She broke the kiss, but did not really pull away, leaning down and touching their foreheads together. "Nabiki..." she whispered softly, "you still haven't answered the third question. I told you I already know the answer, and I told you it was okay, but I still need to hear it from you. Please... tell me."
Nabiki took a few deep, gulping breaths, and squeezed Akane a little tighter, her arms still around the waist of girl in her lap. In a very small, quiet voice, so timid most who thought they knew her would never have believed it came out of her mouth, Nabiki began to speak a secret she had kept for many years.
"I... love both my sisters, you and Kasumi too... more than anyone else in this world. I've always felt that way, but around the time I was maybe 13, my feelings started to change... to grow into something else, without lessening what I'd felt before. I started to notice how beautiful you and Kasumi were, how attractive as girls. That was actually how I discovered I was bisexual, you see. Kasumi and you were my first crushes. It was Kasumi first, I admit. She was older, closer to being a woman than you or even me. It got to the point that I had to stop bathing together with you two. I started to feel strange looking at Kasumi without her clothes. I thought there was something wrong with me for looking at her that way. Then not long after I started to get the same strange feelings looking at you, so I had to start taking my baths alone. God! You were only 12! You were flat as a board and looking at you naked was still turning me on! I was sure I was sick, wanting to reach out and touch you in ways you don't touch a sister!"
"Thanks for the flattering evaluation." Akane deadpanned.
Nabiki snorted. "Oh you've filled out quite a bit in the five-odd years since, Akane, and believe me it didn't help any that I kept noticing it."
Akane was frankly amazed. She'd only realised that her own attraction to her sisters went beyond admiration or the envy of a younger sister quite recently. Her first "female" crush had been the redhead with the pigtail that blew into her life like a tornado less than two years ago, leaving it in total disarray, as tornadoes tend to do. She'd known her sisters were beautiful and attractive girls intellectually for years, but she only started caring about it after the dream Tan had sent her as his idea of a polite introduction. Less than a week, and the shame and guilt over her rapidly growing attraction to her own sisters had been tearing her apart, driving her halfway mad. Nabiki had been hiding those feelings for years.
After taking a minute to absorb what she'd been told, Akane shifted a bit to touch their noses together tenderly again. "Alright then, you've answered all my questions, now I can tell you why I asked them."
"(Sniff) I was wondering when the hell you were going to get around to my payment."
Akane grinned. If Nabiki was back to making sarcastic comments, she must be feeling better. "The first question I asked, whether you had any attraction to Ranma, I asked because I'm pretty sure it's going to take more than I have to keep that damned superjock satisfied. I intend to have an open marriage, as much so I'll have time to sleep if nothing else." Akane giggled. "So I wanted to sound you out to see if being Ranma's mistress would be something you were interested in... with my permission of course. I'd like to think you respected me more than to sneak around behind my back."
"I do. I honestly do." Nabiki whispered. "I wouldn't do that to you."
"Well good. Now you know you won't need to." Akane giggled. "Next I asked if you were attracted to both men and women, partly because of Ranma's two forms, and partly it ties into the third question, of whether or not you were attracted to Kasumi and I. I'm going to ask her if she would be willing to be Ranma's mistress too, you see, so it might very well end up with all four of us in one bed at some point or another, and considering how incredibly sexy I find you both, I can't say I could easily keep Ranma as my only focus in that kind of scenario. Having you and Kasumi there, with me, making love to Ranma... I'd be so terribly tempted to start making love to both of you while we were at it. I was pretty sure you had similar feelings to mine, and though I haven't asked her straight out yet, I'm very confident Kasumi feels similar, but I needed to make sure. That's why I had to ask you."
Nabiki was silent for a moment. "So what you're saying is... my 'payment' would be..."
Akane laughed. "Well, I don't consider it a 'payment' myself, since I wanted you to be together with me and Ranma anyway, but what you get out of helping me marry Ranma is basically my permission to have sex with him whenever the mood strikes you, even if I'm not around... though I admit I'd prefer to be there, so I can... participate." Akane winked at her. "Also, I'm playing with the idea of including Ukyou and maybe Shampoo into this open marriage. I may need their help keeping up with Ranma's stamina, so it may also happened now and then that they'll be joining us too, and you might be able to convince them to play with you as well. I suppose that's up to them. And of course, the final reward you get for helping make my marriage happen is... me. You get me, Nabiki, my body, my love, my attention. Ranma is first in my heart and priorities, but any time you want to make love to me that doesn't conflict with that, I'm yours. I promise. I'll never turn you down, unless I have a very good reason to do so, and even then it would only be a raincheck. You could also say that I've compensated you for your help by clueing you in that Kasumi will almost certainly return your advances too, and once the ice is broken, might be making some advances of her own in your direction. Again, I can't and shouldn't speak for her, but a lot of what I've seen and learned from talking with her recently points in that direction. Don't be afraid to approach her; she won't hurt you, no matter what."
Nabiki stared at Akane. It was a lot to take in, quite a departure from how she'd always looked at things and thought her life would turn out like. "You know something Akane?"
"What?"
"I never thought I'd say this, but I think you're overpaying me."
Akane burst into giggles. "You're right. I never thought I'd hear you say that either."
"Hey!"
Akane stuck out her tongue. Nabiki took that as an invitation to lean up and resume their kissing where they'd left off before. This time tenderness was quickly taking a backseat to passion. Tongues touched and invaded and twirled around one another. Hands wandered across each other's backs, rubbing and massaging. With Akane sitting sideways in Nabiki's lap, it was easy for one hand to drift down and begin stroking Akane's thigh.
"So, Akane." Nabiki gasped as she broke the kiss, "any time I want, you said?"
Akane, also panting, grinned and nodded. "If you help me, yes. Anytime at all."
Nabiki, her tear-stained face flushed and her neat hair somewhat disheveled, shot Akane her shark's grin and cocked her head. "Payment in advance?"
Akane made a show of gasping in outrage. "Why you greedy bitch!" She cried in mock anger.
Nabiki grinned wider. "Uhuh!"
Akane matched her grin and shoved Nabiki down onto the bed, following her sister down immediately.
As Akane had predicted earlier, articles of clothing were soon flying off into random corners of the room, and neither of them was going to be able to stop what they'd started.
Not that either of them really wanted to!
~ ~ ~
Much, much later, as the two girls were snuggling their nude, sweaty forms together, basking in their afterglow and finally more exhausted than horny, Nabiki was stroking Akane's hair.
"By the way, Akane-chan?"
"Mmm?" the drowsy girl mumbled.
"That was a seduction."
Akane sat up and blinked. "Really? What I just did?"
"Yup. Pretty good job too. Went from 'we're just sisters' to nearly tongue-wrestling my ovaries in under 30 minutes."
Akane grinned. "Glad you liked it. Do you think something like that would work with Ranma?"
Nabiki rolled her eyes. "Not a chance in hell."
Akane lay back down and pouted. "Rats."
"Don't worry Akane-chan, I'll think of something. I've got way to much to gain from a deal like this not to give it my best effort!"
Nabiki fell asleep to Akane giggling.
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