"Moments of Lust and Love"


A Ranma 1/2 Lemon


by Rpgingmaster


Rated NC-17


Warning: This is a lemon, meaning a work of literature containing graphic
description of sexually related activites. If this bothers you, or you are 
under legal age in your home country to read such materials, then I strongly
urge whoever falls under that category to leave now, for I take no 
responsibilty for whatever happens if you ignore this warning.


Note: This is based on Ranma 1/2 by Rumiko Takahashi, and it isn't so much 
a story as it is a collection of lemon and non lemon shorts. This is a PWP 
(Plot? What Plot?) and very OOC (Out of Character). Some are romantic, and
some are hentai, but it's all Ranma! 

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Ranma was training with Akane in the Tendo Dojo, and since it was late at
night, that seemed like pretty damn odd time to sharpen up one's martial
arts skills.


What most of the occupants of the Tendo household didn't know was that Akane
and Ranma were not sharpening up heir martial arts skills per se. Actually,
that one of a few things they did.


Tonight, they were sharpening up on the marital arts and martial arts, and
oddly enough, at the same time.


In fact, Ranma (male) and Akane were both nude, and they were grappling each 
other, wrestling naked as the men and women of Sparta did in Ancient Greece,
and for the moment, Akane was too concerned with breaking the sleeper hold
Ranma had put her in to be turned on by the fact that his hardended asoko
was pressing into her thigh, and he was too concerned with holding his 
sleeper hold to be worried about the fact that his arms were in close 
contact with her breasts.


Just as Akane was in severe danger of passing out from lack of oxygen, she
quit struggling, and Ranma let go of her, and she took in a few breaths
to regain her wind, and as she did, she thought about how their nightly
bouts of sparring and sexual fufillment had begun.


Ever since she had bee engaged to Ranma, she had found him, and his cursed
form of a sexy redhead, very attractive, but she had been turned off by
his apparent lack of sensitivity.


One night, she couldn't sleep, and restless, she went to the dojo, hoping
that a late night sparring session would tire her out, and to her surprise,
she found Ranma, attired only in his black silk boxers, putting her thought
in practice, and she had later learned that he couldn't sleep as well.


He invited her to spar with him, and she had been too tired to call him
a hentai, and besides, she was only wearing a very thin nightgown, so she
didn't have much of a case against him anyway.


In any case, they had sparred, and the sparring session had gone very well,
and as they sparred, something strange happened. The combination of close
physical contact, fatigue, half awake minds, fully awake hormones, and
their state of undress had a startling effect on the two of them, and as
they continued their training, the room seemed to get warmer, and feelings
of lust were kindled between them.


The building lust had reached a fever pitch when he had taken her down,
and as he held her down in a pin, the intimate closeness of their bodies
became all too much apparent, and as they were pressed chest to chest,
their breathing grew thick and heavy, and before they knew it, their
mouths were entangled in passionate kisses.


It had quickly gotten more ecchi from there, and the kissing soon turned
into inexperienced hands running over every inch of each others bodies,
and they were slaves to lust as they made fierce, sweet love to one 
another, and ever since that night, they had had many repeat performances,
and even though by day they were cold as ice to each other, by night they
were burning flames on the ends of passion fueled lamps of desire.


Now, Ranma moved to kiss her, and before he reached his destination, she 
put a delicate finger on his lips, then pointed to a cold water thermos 
they had stowed away for an occasion such as this, and Ranma, in compliance,
poured the water over his body, and his water curse took effect, changing
his body to that of a busty and very sexy redheaded girl.


As Ranma-onna's wet and dripping body was on full erotic display for Akane,
she couldn't take it anymore and she pressed her stiffened breasts against
her now female fiance's own, and started to passionetly kiss her, and as
she pulled Ranma down to the floor with her she continued kissing as running
her hands over her female fiance's smooth back and rear, and a somewhat
awed and aroused Ranma could do little but return the passion.......

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Nabiki was over at the Kuno mansion, obstensibily to help Tatewaki Kuno
to get the fiancial health of the Kuno family ascertained, but her real
reason was a lot more base, and a hell of a lot less innocent.


As she removed her clothing in the bathroom adjoining Tatewaki's room and
donned a thin red silk robe with matching lingerie, she reminsicied to 
herself how this had happened.


She had been Tatewaki's accountant, photo provider, and study buddy for a 
while, and he had always paid well, and they had always had a good business
relationship.


However, their personal relationship was less platonic. They had dated a few
times, and she had always been pleased that he had always been polite, not
to mention paying for her every expense, and on a few dates they had been 
rather intimate, but at best, they only had lust to bind them, not love.


One day, she had made an unannounced visit, and she was understandably taken
aback when she found Tatewaki and his sister, Kodachi, boffing each other.


When she had crashed the party, she had found out that they had been 
intimate for a long time, and instead of spilling what she knew about 
them to the public, she agreed to keep quiet as long as they cut her
in on the action, something they had quickly agreed to.


Now, as she walked out of the bathroom, her sashless robe barely hiding
her lingerie attired body, she let the robe hit the floor, and as it did,
she felt Tatewaki's hot breath on her ear. As he started to remove her 
bra, Kodachi, attired in her birthday suit, appeared in front of her, 
and she deftly divested Nabiki of her panties.


With that chore done, Kodachi's lips crushed onto hers, and Tatewaki's
asoko penetrated her back door, and as his crotch gained a more 
permanant position in her love tunnel, Kodachi had kissed, licked, 
and nibbled her way down to Nabiki's dripping sex, and as dark haired
girl ate her out while her brother pounded her rear, Nabiki decided
to check her brain at the door and let her hormones take over......

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As Dr. Tofu was about turn in for the night, he felt a gentle hand on his 
shoulder.


As he turned around, his lips crushed against Kasumi's in a passionate kiss,
and as they embraced, he started think back to when these wonderful surges
of desire had propelled what had once been a shaky casual relationship to
wonderful and deeply passionate romance.


One night, he had come down with a fever, and Kasumi had taken care of him,
and one night he had been really cold, despite the extra blankets, and 
Kasumi had lain beside him and held him close to keep him warm.


They hadn't had sex or done anything ecchi, but they had held each other
close, gathering warmth and security in their embrace, and that morning
as she continued to keep him warm, he had been so touched by her gesture 
of affection and love that not only had he been able to tell her that he 
loved her, but he had kissed her, and she had returned his kisses with
the passion of experienced lovers, and since that cold and lonely night 
she taken care of him, they had had many such nights where they kept each 
other warm, held each other close, and whispered sweet promises of undying 
love in each other's ear, and tonight, as she fell asleep in his arms, it
seemed as if this would be yet another night of sweetness and love......

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It was late, and Gosunkugi Hikaru, who was known to the students of Furinkan 
High as a desperate, unloved loner, was now sharing a bed with his lover, 
his teacher, and friend, Nominyura Hinako.


He had always behaved in her class, treated her with the respect she 
deserved, and as always tried to be a good student in her class, and
even though he did his best to be friendly to her, he secretly lusted
after the most beautiful and pretty girl in the school, Akane Tendo, 
despite the fact she was engaged to Ranma Saotome.


Well, that was until one day.


On that day, Ms. Hinako had asked him if he could help her get her 
classroom file folders organized, and since he hadn't much else to do
after school, he quickly agreed, and as he helped get her class files
in order, they had started to talk to pass the time.


At first, the subjects were trivial, mostly relating to academic matters
and the like, but somehow, the silence and the relaxed and quiet 
atmosphere had loosened their tongues, and they started relating to one 
another the general state of their lives, a subject that was rather sad
and lonely for both of them, and as they admitted how sad and lonely they 
really were to each other, it seemed to tear down whatever fake walls they
erected around their hearts, and as they unburdened their souls to one 
another, they cried in each other's arms, and when they crying stopped,
they held each other close, glad to have lifted each other's spirits, and
since that day, they had been friends.


Since then, they had talked to each other often, unburdening themselves of
their brimming cups of grief, and they always kept an empty shoulder to cry
on for each other, and in the weeks that passed, they became very close.


One day, the ever growing closeness between them reached it's zenith, and
they as they lay in each other's arms after a rather harsh day, they had
both confessed their love for another.


Since that night, they had had many more intimate moments, and as he held
her in his arms, he never wanted to let her go.

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Ryouga couldn't kave been happier at that moment, or more aroused, and as
Akari's fingers intertwined themselves in his thick shock of dark black 
hair, he could only think back on the moments that had made this possible.


Until Akari had made an appearance in his life, he had secretely lusted 
after Akne Tendo, and to this day, he was still fond of her. However, with
Ranma and the other suitors in his way, he quickly realized he had no chance
in hell of winning her heart.


That's where Akari came in.


Ever since she had met him, she had liked everything about him, everything 
from his courteous manners to his damned annoying Jusenyuko curse, and in
defiance of his directional sense deficency, he could always find his way 
back to her place, and every time he arrived, there was always a hot meal 
and warm bed waitng for him, and around her, his shyness around women
started to fade, and slowly but surely, his attraction to Akne started
to weaken, and he found himself wanting more and more of her presence.


In fact, as if Akari had a sixth sense (some might even call it woman's 
intuition) about him, she began to turn up the heat of their relationship,
and soon, they were alot more than just friends. In fact, one night, she
was lying in his arms, and his nose didn't suffer the slighest nosebleed
as her honey sweet lips left their sweetness on his own.


Since then, they had gotten more and more passionate, and now, as he made 
love to the woman he had finally surrendered heart and soul to, he felt
a surge of euphoria overwhelm him, just as she felt the overwhelment of
orgasm, triggered by the deft strokes of his tongue in her secret spot,
and as he lay atop her, smothering her in a crushing blanket of affection,
it was all he could do not to scream his love for her to the heavens......

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As Shampoo rolled over, she hugged her lover, Ukyo Kuonji a lot tighter
than she usually did, and as the two women embraced, they thought about 
what had led up to this moment.


Outside of the "Ranma fiance" question, they had been fairly good friends,
and they only become lovers after the first Ranma and Akane wedding scare.
The whole wedding had died aborning, but they had been so upset that both
had drained a whole sake keg in their worry, and while they were hammered,
they had cried, hugged each other, confessed a lot of mean things they had
done over the course of their lives, and somewhere in the mix they wound
confessing their secret love for another while the buzz was still going,
and many hours later, they were unconscious from the throes of orgasm,
which was pretty damn lucky for them, because that's when the hangover 
attacked.


Now, even though they were sober, they continue their yuri relationship, 
and Ukyo and Shampoo had worked out that if Ranma married one of them, the 
other would be aijin to Ranma, but in the meantime, they show love to each
other, and as far as they were concerned, that wasn't a half bad way to go,
and as their tongues moved in an ever so familar dance inide each others 
mouths, the travails of the world seemed to fade away........

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If one who knew them saw what the two young hentai were doing, they would be 
either shocked or put in cardiac arrest, but as Daisuke continued to pound
Hiroshi's rear, both boys, despite their rather fierce minstrations, still
smiled as they thought of what had led to this moment.


They had been dumped, both at the same time, and it had depressed the two
horndogs, who had been betting the farm on this date, where they would be 
getting laid, or so they had hoped. However, they soon found an alternative,
as desperate people ofttimes do, and when they were at their most depraved
and horny, they found themselves in each other arms, screwing like a bunch
of hormone crazed rabbits, and ever since then, neither had to sleep alone,
and waking up with a warm arm around themslves, and a fine specimen of
morning wood pressed against their thighs wasn't all that unpleasant.


In fact, to them, it wasn't a bad thing at all.

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As Yuku and Sayuri made love to the boy on the bed with them, they had
almost cried in happiness when a smile had broken out on the boy's 
formerly depressed face, and what had led up to the moment had been
nothing less than, they were sure, fate.


He had been wildly infatuated with another girl, and he was deeply at odds
with Ranma Saotome, who was putting a very deep wedge between his chances
of true love, and both had talked briefly to him after the boy had lost
another battle to the bishounen martial artist, and after telling them he
was alright, he had departed.


Since then, they had met him several times, sometimes at the school, 
sometimes at the place he worked, and they had had discourse with him 
several more times, and every time they did, he seemed to enjoy the company,
and he was unfailingly polite to them, and since he seemed depressed and
lonely so much, they had always tried to have a few kind words for him.


On night, they had left a school dance early, and they had found him sitting
on the curb, crying his eyes out, and he told them that he had been kicked
out. They offered him a place to stay at Sayuri's house, where her and Yuka
had to themselves for a weekend, and he gratefully accepted.


Once they had arrived and gotten comfortable, they had tried to get him to
talk about what had happened, and as he told them of how he had been treated 
so callously, they were seized with empathy for him, and as if a puppeteer
was pulling their strings, they wound up on either side of him, holding
him close, kissing away his tears, and crying with him, and he was glad 
for their affection that he held them both close to him, and he whispered
thanks to Kami-sama for their kindness, and since then, they had been in
thrall to his happiness, and he made sure that on their repeated trysts
that he showed them the love he could not show another.


They both lay on either side of him, and as they all feel into the dream
world, they whispered, "We love you....."


Mousse, almost choked by his own tears, whispered back, 'T-thank you....."

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Author's Notes: When I wrote this, it was originally planned to be a hentai
piece all the way, but I decided that was in really bad taste, so I inserted
some good old fashioned romance into the equation, and this is the result.

Well, anyway, to my fans, and since I'm generous, my detractors:

Have a nice day!!!!!!!!!