[Episode 30676] [Episode 30676]Makoto blushed. She always did whenever the other would make some sort of comment that could be taken a different way. No matter what the two had already done together, she would blush at what was being suggested.
"Ummm, if-if-if y-you want to," stuttered Makoto.
"You know I do." A statement of fact, as if there was no reason to doubt it. The other person already sat down on the edge of the furo, as Makoto was occupying the only bath stool in the place. Waiting for a turn, the other filled the wash bucket.
Makoto turned away, resuming to wash her hair. She upended the bucket over her head. She shivered at the cold water, hoping to hide the fact that she was already feeling excited and it showed. She knew what was coming next.
"A little tense, aren't you? Well, let me soothe that away."
Makoto leaned back into the hands scrubbing her back with a wash cloth. She luxuriated some more when they started massaging her. Those soap-slicked hands felt wonderful. But when they started moving along her sides and slowly up front, she started to protest.
"S-s-stop, I can't... Not now... I have to go to school," she mumbled. Her mouth said one thing, but her body was saying another. She actually was leaning against the other person now, resting her head against the other's shoulder. Those wonderful hands were soaping her abdomen now, and moving upwards.
"It's not the first time you've been late," whispered her seductor.
"I can't. Really." Her words of protest were getting weaker. Merely tokens of resistance now.
"Usagi will probably be late as well. You'll be joining her in the hall, to keep her company. Her bodyguard, fulfilling her duty to her Princess."
Makoto just moaned. The wash cloth felt rough to her delicate tissues, but nonetheless, felt so good. The other hand was busy as well. Her own arms were raised over her head and wrapped around the other person's neck. They were the only things keeping her upright on the stool.
Elsewhere, much later that same morning, Michiru and Ranma had left the guest room. The injured panda had continued its moaning and groaning, with much [ERK!] and [YEEK!] thrown in whenever Ranma kept prying into the reasons for its injuries. The faces the panda kept making were also quite ludicrous and disturbing in a way. After several more minutes of that, the two left the panda alone. Besides, they weren't in the mood to fool around anymore.
Still feeling kind of 'sticky' from their interrupted activity, the two girls had headed off to the bathroom to bathe. Well, one of them was headed there while the other was dragged there. The taller one kept one hand busy with keeping the bed sheet protecting her modesty in place. Her other hand tightened their hold on the unabashedly nude girl trying to escape from her grip. Their struggles to reach the bathroom disallowed them from noticing the Kasumi's loud lecturing to her father emanating from the master bedroom.
Once past the change room and into the bathing area, Michiru finally let go of Ranma. With no more resistance to her struggles to free her arm, the smaller girl fell down on the bathroom tiles.
"What's with you?" said Michiru calmly. Calm, yes. It wouldn't do to lose one's temper. It wouldn't be elegant. "We've already seen each other naked. We've even done much more than that, if some of the things I can remember from last night are true."
"Sssshhhh! Don't say that kind of stuff so loud! People might hear you!"
Michiru sighed. "We're married now, remember?" she pointed out. "The rings on our fingers seem to confirm at least that much of my memories. We're supposed to be doing, as you might say, 'stuff like that'."
"Oh, yeah," said Ranma as she relaxed. What the two of them had been doing earlier that morning had brought back some more memories of last night. Then she looked up at Michiru. "Really? You can do stuff like that once you're married?" Those had been some good memories.
"Yes." She would be calm. She would be elegant.
"Wow. If I knew that, I would have gotten married a long time ago," remarked Ranma.
Michiru had nothing to say to that. She was busy twitching on the bathroom floor. Her thoughts, right now, revolved around her not being very elegant at the moment.
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