[Episode 46425] [Episode 46425]Britanny took a moment to check herself in the full-length mirror, making sure that everything was in place. Britanny did a sex-pose, making sure that she looked damn good in it. "Yes. Everything is as it should be..."
Britanny thought to take a bath first, but shook it off. Her husband was a cat-man, but he did NOT have enhanced senses like a werecat. He was more or less, a furry human. So, while he would recognize her strong musky scent, he more than likely would never pick up on Ranma's scent.
Walking over to the bed, Britanny looked over her unconscious husband. She let out a regretful sigh. It's her fault that this happened. If she had just gone and gotten Ranma his clothing, Ranma wouldn't have needed to knock the living daylights out of him.
Still, no use crying over spilt milk. Britanny knew her husband needed her. And she had every intention of making sure her husband knew how loved he was. Especially since Britanny geuinely loved Stryyp. Her husband meant a great deal to her, and she had every intention of giving her husband what he wanted.
And if what Ranma told her was accurate... Well, Britanny was going to be damn sure that her husband got some nice, soft loving.
Britanny leaned over, and nuzzled her husband's cheek. She could feel the warmth and knew it was bruising. Hopefully, her loving touch wouldn't cause him too much pain. She leaned back to give her husband room, as she felt Stryyp begin to stir.
Stryyp came back to consciousness slowly and painfully. He groaned as he tried to open his eyes. "Oh man... My head..." He moaned.
"Poor baby..." Came a very female voice. Stryyp's eyes were aimed on the figure, but his eyes had trouble focusing for a moment. When his eyes finally came back into full focus, he could see that it was his wife, a very worried look on her face.
Stryyp lifted a hand and caressed Britanny's cheek. "Britanny..."
Moving her hand over Stryyp's, Britanny looked intently into her husband's eyes. "Yes, muffin?"
Managing a mischievous smirk, Stryyp said, "That was some kiss..."
Britanny blushed a bit. "Sorry, Muffin. I was trying to move my arm around to hug you, and I accidentally hit you. I am so, so sorry!"
Stryyp let out a good-natured sigh. "It's all right. I under-estimate your strength at times as well..."
Britanny smiled. Leaning forward, Britanny locked lips with Stryyp. Stryyp was very pleased and kissed Britanny back as good as he was recieving. Their tongues intertwined and mingled in each other's mouthes for quite some time.
Finally, after some time, Britanny and Stryyp broke the kiss, a small trail of saliva between their lips existed for a moment, before finally breaking. Stryyp smiled happily. "Now that is a kiss."
Britanny purred, happily, seeing that her husband was pleased. This was what she lived for. Ranma was a wild, untamed passion, an awe-inspiring super-nova. Stryyp on the other hand... Stryyp was Britanny's universe. Knowing that he was pleased, and loved her, gave Britanny a feeling like nothing else.
And as long as her husband was happy, there wasn't anything TOO wrong with her trysts with Ranma. "Maybe I'll ask Stryyp layer if he wants to be in a three-some with Ranma..." Britanny mentally reminded herself.
Britanny climbed onto the bed with ehr husband, a rather sneaky-smile on her face. "Hmm... It seems that the patient has a nasty boo-boo... After all, you fell down and went 'boom, so it's time for Nurse Britanny to make it aaaaaaaallllllll better..."
Stryyp smiled, expecting a kiss on the cheek. His eyes widen, as he felt a pair of hands down at his pants. "Mmmm... Nurse Britanny?"
Looking up at her husband, Britanny gave him a warm smile. "Yes?"
"I'm not injured down there..." Stryyp said.
Raising an eyebrow, Britanny smirked at her husband. "And you're complaining?"
Shaking his head, Stryyp said, "Nono! Just stating the obvious."
Britanny's smirk widened. "Good. Now just lay back, and let Nurse Britanny give her loveable husband the healing touch he needs. Purrrrrrr..."
Stryyp closed his eyes and smiled. It was nice to see that his wife was back to normal for the most part. "But," Stryyp began to think, "I really wish I had an ice-pack, If not for my cheek, than at least this headache... Hoo man..."
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