And he seemed to pick up on it, as Ranma looked over to her with a small frown. "Are ya havin' second thoughts?"
"Huh?" she grunted, unsure of what he'd meant.
"Ya stopped. I figured that something made ya. Maybe ya don't think that you're feelin' up ta lettin' me in...."
"NO! No, it's not that!"
"Are ya sure? 'Cause, I can just go finish dressin' in the other room...."
"I told you that you don't have to do that. Actually, there is a very good reason for not opening the door immediately."
"And that is...."
It took Akane a moment of hard and fast thinking before she saw that she really did have a reason to stop before opening the door. "I'd have to reach through you to get to the knob."
"Oh, right.... Sorry 'bout that."
"Not your fault. If you would?"
"'Would' what? I.... Ah. Gotcha," he replied, and opened the door for the two of them. He let her lead him inside, as it was easier on his nerves to focus in on her than to let his mind hover on the step that he was taking. But he couldn't stop himself from looking over the room once the door was closed behind them. He noticed how well the place fit his wife, and allowed himself to feel how much of 'her' had been left there.
But he saw something that made him stop and loose a lot of tension.
His wife saw when he stopped, and looked over to see what had caught his eye. Upon seeing his pack on the floor near a wall, where she had left it, she smiled at him, letting go of his hand. "Go on."
"Ya sure?" he asked.
"You did come in to get dressed, didn't you?"
"Well, yeah.... I could go 'round like this, but after what happened, I'd kinda like ta have more clothes on."
"Then go to it."
The grin that he gave her was sheepish and thankful at the same time, and when he moved to his pack, he nearly dove upon it like a child being offered a bowl full of sweets. Any apparent nervousness was forgotten, and his main concern seemed to be in choosing which shirt to wear.
Seeing her husband understandably turning his attention away from her, Akane quickly realized that she wasn't going to get him to doing much else for a little bit. She was content to watch him for a while, given that she had missed him so much, and was so happy to have him back. It was easy to stay there and simply observe him finish dressing... before she realized that she had to dress as well. Feeling a bit embarrassed by how she'd forgotten, she stepped over to where her own clothing was, and pulled out some stuff of her own, including a pair of panties and a bra. Then all that was left was to slip off what she'd had on since she'd left the changing room, and start putting on her outfit for the evening.
Having pulled on his pants, Ranma turned to smile at his wife... and then felt like he'd swallowed his tongue. Standing nearby was Akane, and at that very moment, she was bent over as she reached for her bra. That blocked his view of her chest, but gave him a great one of her backside. He could see the taut cheeks of her buttocks bend, and an idle part of his brain noted that she had the sort of tone that other girls her age would love to have. Seeing it did strange things to his insides, and he couldn't help but note how smooth the parts not covered by the panties were. Not that the garment helped block anything, as he found himself stirring at the sight of how the thin cloth followed the curve of her bottom rather nicely.
Just knowing that her innocent action was making him want to see what he could do with her like that, he swallowed hard and tried to use a breathing exercise to calm himself down.
Hearing him behaving rather oddly, Akane looked at him over her shoulder and frowned in concern. "Is something the matter, Ranma?"
"Nah. Nope. Just fine," he told her. "Dandy, even."
"Doesn't sound like it."
"I told you that I was okay."
"Ranma, if you're ill, you really should say something."
"Trust me, I sure as hell ain't gettin' sick right now," he said with enough vehemence to destroy any doubt, though any bite it might have had was taken away by the way that he was staring at his hands and blushing brightly.
"Then what is it?"
"It's.... Well, not 'nothing', but still.... I mean, I know...."
"You're not making much sense."
"You're not in much clothin'."
"I...." she began, and then looked down at how she was finishing with fastening her bra. "Oh, no.... I didn't think. Are you okay?"
"What d'ya mean?"
"Well, I didn't realize that you wouldn't have.... That you hadn't.... I'd just thought that you wouldn't look to me until you were finished dressing."
"I coulda looked anytime."
"Yes, you could have. But... I'm your wife, so I'd have to expect that you'd see me like this. Though, if it causes you so much trouble...." she murmured with a frown.
"Not 'trouble'."
"Then what?"
"More like.... 'feelings'. That.... Ya looked.... Wow."
"Really?"
"Yup. I just wasn't sure of what ta do."
"And now?"
For a moment, Ranma was going to try and reassure her by words, and even opened his mouth to do so. But he had a spark of an idea, and decided against just saying something. Instead, he got to his feet, and walked over to her until they were standing right in front of each other. Slipping his arms around her, he pulled her to him in a soft hug.
The palms of her hands rested lightly on his chest, and she looked up to him with shining eyes. "Ranma...."
"Akane...." he breathed before lowering his mouth to kiss her. This wasn't like the one that he'd given her in the hall. Rather, this one was deep and warm to the point that she leaned into it, arching her body to put herself more into contact with his. Lust was absent, though the proof of it was still pressed between them. What they had at that moment was built more on their bond and emotions, and it showed that there was more to their relationship than just sexual tension.
When they finally pulled apart, she stayed in his arms, and they looked into each others eyes, while:
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