[Episode 97537] [Episode 97537]The kiss held for several long, tender moments before the couple came up for air.
"Whoa," Ranma remarked in awe as his eyes drank in Motoko's perfect face and body.
"Yeah," Motoko breathed huskily and then laid her head down on his chest, cuddling tightly against him.
They both wanted to experience an encore performance of their marathon love play from yesterday, but frankly, Motoko was too sore from Ranma's enormous tool stretching her virgin channel to the limits of her elasticity, and Ranma was too raw from Motoko's tight little pussy trying to tear the skin right off his cock. In actuality, Ranma was only on the larger side of average, but in fairness, Motoko had only ever seen Keitaro's and it had been flaccid at the time so she can be forgiven for believing Ranma's to be abnormally huge. After all, it certainly felt like it was tearing her in half when it first penetrated her.
"This is so wrong," Ranma commented.
"What is?" Motoko inquired.
"This." Ranma gestured vaguely at their bodies entwined with each other. "I mean, we never met before that match yesterday, but now...now I feel like I've known you all my life and I don't think I could bear it to not have you by my side for the rest of my life. I...I love you, Motoko, but it's wrong. It's something the sword did to us so it's...well...artificial."
"I don't care," Motoko said with conviction.
"You don't?" Ranma blinked.
"Ranma, I would be lying if I said I was not attracted to you when we first met before the duel," Motoko explained. "But even had you been available, fear and insecurity would have made me treat you like dirt to make sure you did not return the attraction I felt for you. We would have fought until I eventually got the sword back and then we would likely have never seen each other again. I would have lost out on the chance to feel like this—to love and be loved in return. So no, I don't care if this is somehow artificial. I'd like to believe the love I have for you is something I could have felt anyway if given the chance. Besides, we cannot take back what has already occurred and I certainly do not wish to hate the person I gave my maidenhead to, so I feel it is for the best that we love each other."
Ranma was silent while he considered Motoko's words. He honestly had thought she was beautiful when they had first met. He was impressed with her elegance and grace when she moved and while she wasn't as exotic as some of the girls he had chasing him, she was the epitome of classic Japanese beauty, which made her exotic in her own way to him. Add to this, she was clearly the superior fighter among the girls in his life and Motoko came out well ahead of the competition—though he was somewhat biased now. However, the biggest thing that stuck out in his mind was that she was his, utterly devoted to him, and wanted to remain his by choice.
"Okay," Ranma said finally. "So we agree that we won't try to find a way to break the spell. Honestly, I don't really think I want to either. So even if what we're feeling isn't natural, at least we choose to be together. I can live with that...at least until the others kill me."
"They will have to get through me first," Motoko vowed fervently.
"So what now?" Ranma asked.
"Now, I think we should shower and go find that sword. I still have a mission to complete and together nothing can stand in our way."
It was fortunate in a way that the last person to have ended up with the sword had been none other than the Blue Thunder himself, Tatewaki Kuno. The women in the crowd, having witnessed what happened to Motoko and Kasumi, promptly vanished, lest they fall prey to the delusional scion of house Kuno. The men looked at each other as the Blue Thunder began pontificating on his good fortune and decided it was better safe than sorry. They quickly took a cue from the women and followed suit.
Kuno suddenly found himself alone in the field and decided to head home to begin formulating a plan on how to use the sword to free Akane Tendo and the Pigtailed Girl from the clutches of the foul sorcerer...oh, and that Yamato Nadeshiko, clearly the goddess of the blade sent by the heavens to reward him for his manliness and virility.
Now, it has been said that no plan survives contact with the enemy. This being Nerima, that was doubly true given the enemy was usually a certain pigtailed martial arts prodigy. However, the enemy in this case happened to be Kuno's self-same sister, who also witnessed the powers of the sword and decided to relieve her brother of the artifact so as to use it to rescue her Ranma-sama from the clutches of that evil witch who dared to possess a classical Japanese beauty that rivaled her own.
The ensuing scuffle resulted in their current situation as the siblings awoke in bed together with strains of 'Dueling Banjos' playing in the background and thoughts of their former loves the furthest from their so-called minds. Indeed, they couldn't understand why they hadn't seen it before—it seemed so obvious now. This was the best way to ensure the purity of the Kuno bloodline.
Meanwhile, Sasuke was slipping out of the house with the discarded sword wrapped in heavy cloth. He intended to return it to Ranma and the Aoyama girl before anyone else got caught up in the spell. That it got him out of the house so he didn't have to hear those sounds coming from Kodachi's bedroom was purely incidental, yes, and hopefully it would take him most of the day to find Ranma and his lady-friend. If he had any good fortune at all, by then the Principle will have discovered how...close...his offspring had become so that Sasuke wouldn't have to be the one to tell him. A shudder ran down the rat-faced little ninja's back at the possible reactions the elder Kuno might have to that.
Ranma and Motoko walked down the sidewalk after paying the bill for the love hotel. Motoko was wrapped comfortably around Ranma's arm and had they not been the same height, she would have been resting her head on his shoulder in a very saccharin display of two people deeply in love with each other. As it was, her just being wrapped around his arm was enough to send most of the regular Nerima residents scurrying for cover.
Suddenly, Ranma froze.
"What is it?" Motoko asked, concern clear in her tone.
"I just remembered," Ranma said hesitantly. "W-what if you're...um...pregnant? We didn't use protection."
Motoko blinked. That hadn't occurred to her. Thinking it over, she finally answered.
"It shouldn't be a problem," she explained. "I have been on birth control for a couple years now to help ease my menses. I used to have really bad ones. Although I suppose it is possible that the spell might have negated the effect. However, I admit that while I would gladly give birth to as many children as you desire, I had hoped that we could wait until after we graduated high school before beginning."
Ranma chuckled. "Don't let Mom hear you say that or you'll spend the next ten years or so pregnant."
"That would be a little much, I think," Motoko replied, a huge sweat-drop developing on the back of her head.
"So how many were you thinking?" Ranma asked curiously, as they continued walking.
"Two at minimum, five at most," Motoko answered after a moment of thought.
"I can live with that," Ranma agreed. "Let's just hope that number one isn't already on the way."
"Yes, I should like to at least be married first," Motoko rejoined. "Ranma, I have a question."
"Ask away," Ranma said, giving her a fond smile.
"Why is it that everyone on the street seems to be fleeing from us and the shopkeepers are boarding up their shops as we approach?" Motoko asked.
Ranma laughed nervously, scratching the base of his braid.
"Probably because me being seen arm in arm with a girl is a harbinger of the apocalypse," Ranma joked. "Seriously though, they probably expect all hell to break loose at any moment when we get spotted by the fiancée brigade or my rivals. It's pretty much against cosmic law for me to be happy or have much peace around here so they probably think a huge karmic backlash is coming at any moment."
"I see," Motoko remarked dubiously.
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