[Episode 28894] [Episode 28894]With the drug in their system, the two martial artists, practically unstoppable against sword or fist, were rendered helpless against their lust. Within moments, the two youths had crashed together, lips and bodies practically melding with one another.
In a moment of crystal clarity, Ranma dragged the focus of his desires out of the crowded restraunt and, gathering the pleasantly firm young woman in his arms he took the roofs. While he would like nothing more than to take her right there a small portion of his mind was screaming for privacy, not out of embarassment, but the undeniable knowledge that an uninteruppted tryst would be impossible in their current locale. With this in mind, the focus of Nerima's chaos made a beeline for the nearest Love Hotel, the air in his wake practically screaming at the speed he streaked across the Neriman skyline to a portion of the prefecture he normally avoided like the plague.
Within minutes they reached their target, practically ripping the door off its hinges as they entered and paid for a full day, incidentally bankrupting Ranma's meager funds. Still holding a breathless and affectionate swordswoman against his chest, he took the key and went up Nerima's premier martial artist blazed up the stairs and carried the golden child of the Shinmei Ryuu across the threshold and gently placed her on her feet so his hands were free to lock the door. Just in case, he shoved a couple of dressers and a shelf in front of the enterance before turning back to his companion.
For the first time he noted that she was dressed almost exactly like him. A red, sleeveles, silk tang with wooden ties was pulled against a generous bosom, and a simple cloth belt holding her loose black pants snugly to her waist, as well as providing a good . Where his raven hair was in a short braid, her longer tresses were kept in a high but elegant ponytail.
As they gazed at each other once more, normal fears and inhibitions simply faded away, being replaced by the burning desire in the core of their beings. Once again the young lovers embraced, lips and hands wandering places where they normally wouldn't dream of approaching. As Motoko's tongue dueled with Ranma's, she had a vague appreciation that their matched height allowed her to enjoy herself without ackwardness, right before she tripped on the edge of the bed and dragged an amorous martial artist down on top of her.
(Posted Fri, 11 Apr 2003 09:29)
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