Cold Lemonade:  I cut out the majority of the original work but left this scene intact.  As usual, if any complaints from original author, e-mail and I'll be more than happy to comply.

    Ryoga blinked as he woke suddenly. What was that? I could have swore I heard whispering... My imagination... Ryoga turned to stretch in his futon when he saw her. Ryoga froze as his sleepy mind tried to comprehend what exactly he was seeing before him. Ranma-chan stood in front of the open guest room window, moon shining through the translucent silk gown that floated with the breeze. He gaped at the goddess before him, the fact of who it was not yet registering in his mind. Her hand drifted to her thigh and traced the contours of her body upward. The moonlight that the gown filtered outlining every curve, leaving nothing to Ryoga's imagination.

    "Do you like what you see, Ryoga-kun?" Ranma-chan asked low and suggestively, shifting her weight so that the slit running up the gown revealed one of her long, slender legs.

    That voice... Partially distracted from the spell, Ryoga focused more on her identity. The red crop of hair... The bound pig tail... Ryoga sat up and choked. "RANMA!?!???? Wha-! Wha-! What are you doing!?!?"

    Ranma-chan took a deep breath, bosom tightening against the gown's confines, emphasizing her hardened nipples even more. Ryoga stared. "I came to apologize for what I have put you through these last few years..." Her low and sensual voice floating through Ryoga's mind, causing his guard to waver. The same hand that had been tracing along her body moved on to her pigtail, releasing the twine that held it. Luscious red hair suddenly billowed outward falling down her shoulders and back. "You will accept my apology... Won't you?" Ryoga mechanically nodded "yes" as Ranma held his gaze. The heat that was radiating inside her climbed higher as she continued her seduction. "Gooooood..." She proceeded to walk around Ryoga, the thin silk wrapping around her curves as she did. Ryoga was simply in awe and very, very hard.

    "What... Are you doing?" He questioned nervously.

    "Apologizing..." She whispered in his ear as she knelt behind him, her hands lightly resting on his shoulders, sending an involuntary shiver through Ryoga's body... Ranma-chan never really had the chance or desire to admire Ryoga's well built body until now, letting her nails glide along his muscle contours. Perhaps there was a benefit to being habitually lost after all, Ranma smiled to herself... It kept you in great shape. Soon, goosebumps were forming all along his back. Ranma-began the rubbing at his shoulders, letting her thumbs work their way into his compact muscle, leaning closer to him so her warm breasts pressed against him. She continued the massage down his back. "Does that feel good?" She whispered again, this time her lips grazing his ear.

    Ryoga had never been so stunned in his entire life. Or turned on. Something he thought he'd never admit. They had been sworn enemies for the last five years. It had only been in the last few months that they had been grudging allies. But now... Ryoga inhaled sharply as Ranma's firm breast pressed into his back. Hormones surged through his body as he tried to think strait ...But now things had gone far off the deep end! And he was letting it continue! She whispered another question into his ear, leaving a tingle where her lips touched. Again, Ryoga could only simply nod his head "yes" as she continued. This was SO relaxing... Her hands had just finished at the base of his spine when she kissed the nap of his neck, letting her tongue explore his skin. Ryoga's guard continued to melt away. Why was Ranma doing this!?!? Why can't I stop her!?!? He just couldn't concentrate... Another kiss, this one on his shoulders, her hot tongue further washing away his guard. Now on his neck... His ear... Ryoga closed his eyes at the sensations, his breath quickening... I need an anchor! Then inspiration hit. Akane. Steeling himself under her visage, Ryoga leaned forward and faced her, breaking contact with Ranma.

    Ranma cocked her head in curiosity. "What's the matter, Ryoga-Kun?" She asked in that soothing voice.

    Ryoga shook his head clear, fastening onto his true loves image. His mental guard tried desperately to rebuild. "I... I don't know what's going on here or what's wrong with you, but it has to stop!"

    Ranma-chan looked directly into Ryoga's eyes, feeling the power course through her. "Ummmmm... And why is that?" She already knew. It was the one possible thing that he would cling to so tightly. She began to apply more pressure to his mind. "Akane wouldn't mind if I expressed my apologies to you, would she?"

    Ryoga's guard faltered once more as Ranma-chan's mental probe began to find a route in. "No... Akane wouldn't mind..." A voice behind the barrier screamed, THAT'S NOT THE POINT!!! "Still... This is wrong..." Ryoga continued, voice sounding less than convinced. His eyes wandered around her body

    "But after all I've done to you..." Ranma replied in that low voice that echoed in Ryoga's mind. "You DESERVE what I have to give you..."

    Ryoga's control began to crumble. She so beautiful... So caring... I should accept her apology... But... the past...

    "Akane would want you to..." Ranma-chan finished, knowing she had won. That was the key. Now that she got him to see Akane's approval in his mind, She could do anything she wanted to him. Ryoga nodded in agreement, and in effect, agreed to the lust that was once again filling him. Ranma snaked her hands along his chest, and leaned forward, hot body making full contact with his. "I believe I left off right... here..." And let her lips find his. Her tongue found it's way into his mouth and began to explore his. This was so exciting! She thought, So erotic! Blood raised to a boil, Ryoga began to respond to the kiss passionately involving his tongue with hers, the image of Akane being washed away by the lust he was feeling. His hands found her exposed leg and began to caress and massage it, then her breasts. Ranma-chan decide to give him something else to think about and slid her hand in to his pants, grasping his hard shaft. Ryoga let out a low guttural groan as she ran her fingernails along it's length, driving Ryoga further and further to the edge. Her other hand found the waist band and she pulled both pants and boxers off in one deft maneuver, freeing his hard cock. She continued her sensual kiss, slowly guiding Ryoga's head down until he was lying flat on his back. Reluctantly breaking away, Ranma-chan inspected his now naked physique, enjoying all it had to offer. She turned her attention to his crotch, Ryoga rapt with anticipation. She smiled sexily. She kissed the head of his cock gently then shifted back to Ryoga's ear, whispering, "After tonight, Akane will simply be your friend and I'LL be the one you fantasize about..." Returning to his stiff rod, Ranma-chan kissed the head again, this time letting her lips envelope it. Ryoga shuddered as her hot, moist mouth closed in around his organ. His hands ran through her long, thick red mane. Ranma-chan's tongue wrapped around him, tracing along his vein. She noted that his cum tasted saltier than her original encounter, pleasantly so. She drew more out of him, her tongue inticing him further by sucking on him. Ryoga moaned with pleasure as he hardened further than he thought possible. Ranma-chan bit down lightly, sending a tremor through his shaft, then sucked and caressed more. Ryoga couldn't hold back the wall of pressure that had built up and his cock jerked violently, releasing it's cum into Saotome's eagerly awaiting mouth. Ryoga could only writhe on his futon and moan while she continued to coax him with her tongue, prolonging his release until she had savored every last drop. She finally withdrew after he had spent himself, licking her lips. She blew a cool breeze across his rod, sending him gasping for breath. "Ummmmm... That was very good..." Ryoga could only sigh as the heat of passion burned down, his penis faltering. "Oh, I'm not done with you yet Ryoga-kun..." She said and focus on the heat inside of her, hardening Ryoga once more without so much as a touch. Ranma-chan then stood up, drawing to her full height, robe once more filtering the light around her sensuous body. She let Ryoga gaze upon it for a bit, his eyes tracing every line of her curvesque legs, sensual thighs, and firm, round breasts; all wrapped in beautiful translucent silk. She smiled sensually and began to move, her hips rocking side to side as her hand began at her breast, caressing down. Her entire body began to sway, it's motion erotically revealing, her hands caressing her hips... Fingers slipping between her legs... A soft moan of delight escaped her lips. Ryoga lie there, unable to tear his eyes away from totally erotic scene playing out above him. Ranma was totally involved in the dance now, that feeling of sexual Ki building to an all time high. She could feel it flowing throughout her body, an unstoppable wave of power. "OOOOOOoooooooHHhhhh..." The last thing she was concerned about was the rest of the family hearing her, having use her new powers to blanket the entire room. She swung forward, letting her breast roll up and down distractingly, her hips moving suggestively back and forth. A hand glided to one of the spaghetti straps on her shoulder, sliding it off. Ryoga's eyes widen as more of her creamy breast were revealed. Now her hand slid the other strap away and the tension in the gown slackened, the only thing supporting it- Ranma's breasts tight against it. Again she swayed in her dance of seduction and the gown fell free, revealing Ranma-chan's nude form. Ryoga was in a virtual trance as he continued to watch Ranma's erotic dance, moving and swaying sensually. Now he could see every feature of her soft body lit by the moon light, from her dark, erect nipples to her red bush which shown with inviting moisture dripping from it. Ranma-chan's dance carried her lower as she aligned herself with Ryoga's hardened shaft, anticipation mixing with the fire that raged within, begging for release. Finally she was on her knees, her sex less than inches above Ryoga's. She moved her hips slowly forward, letting her furry red mound graze Ryoga's head, sending Ryoga gasping once more. Finally she let go, her knees slide out to either side, gravity pulling her downward onto Ryoga. She slowly gathered him inside of her, initial contact seizing both of them in sexual bliss. Ranma-chan began to rock up and down, delighting in the feel as her vagina molded to his penis, creating a natural suction. He was large inside her, though not as large as her previous partner (Ranma smiled, chuckling), but this was more comfortable by far. That encounter had infused her with not just It's power, but heightened senses as well, making each stroke all the more stimulating and pleasurable. Experimenting, she began to flex her vaginal muscles, working on their control and fine movement. This not only excited her, but sent Ryoga groaning and gasping. Even though the pleasure created between the two was intense, Ranma-chan was sort of dismayed at Ryoga's lack of participation, this being his first time and way out of his league. She prompted his mind a bit to take a more active roll. Ryoga took it as his own thought, thrusting his pelvis into her and letting his hands cup her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers. Now it was Ranma's turn to gasp and moan as she bumped and grind, increasing her pace. She felt Ryoga tense up inside of her and she mentally restricted it. "Not yet, my lover... Ahhhhhhhhh... I'm still up for more!" Ryoga remained hard, unable to cum until she permitted so. Ranma-chan spread her legs out and arched backwards, arms supporting her weight in back. The move altered the angle Ryoga entered her at, hitting that special spot inside of her. Crying out, she began to slam down on Ryoga harder and faster, the sounds of sex echoing throughout the room. Glistening sweat beaded off both of the partners from the workout, Ranma-chan approaching her climax rapidly.

    "Uhhh! Ughhhhu! NOW you can Ryoooogaaa!" Ranma was barely able to speak legibly as her vagina tightened. She released her mental lock on Ryoga's own orgasm. Ranma collapsed against his muscular frame as they bucked wildly in the simultaneous release she had created, hands groping each other, tongues entertwined passionately. Ranma-chan's own orgasm charged the sexual Ki burning within her, adding to the power she already wielded and further intensifying the experience. The white hot between her legs exploded once more and she was racked by a sexual trembling, moaning low and loud, the waves of passion reflecting around her like a small pond. Finally the fire withdrew, leaving her breathing heavily, skin glistening as sweat dripped from every curve. She opened her eyes to find Ryoga starring wide eyed at the ceiling, his chest heaving as well. She snuggled closer to him whispering in his ear, "You were very good..."

    Ryoga seemed comatose, staring at the ceiling. Ranma-chan smiled happily to have caused the effect. "Tell me, what will you do about Akane???" Ryoga blinked. "Akane?" Ranma-chan's smile broadened. "Yes... Akane Tendo... Your true love." Ryoga turned and gathered Ranma in his arms, caressing her cheek then kissing her passionately. "You are the only one I adore... Akane is just a good friend." Surprised he took such action on his own, Ranma returned the kiss, the two making out on a post sex high. Finally Ranma-chan said, "It's time you get some sleep..." On that mental que from her, Ryoga drifted off to sleep. Ranma-chan slipped back into the silk rob, looking upon the scene she rot- A sweaty, totally satisfied Ryoga sleeping on his a futon dripping with sexual juices. Ranma-chan caught her own reflection, seeing the translucent robe sticking to every curve of her moist body. Grinning with lude satisfaction, Ranma-chan left the room whispering, "Goodnight, Ryoga-kun...Sweet dreams..." And sweet dreams he would have.