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By Ranwolf(@hotmail.com)
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The Ionic Butterfly
Disney/Buena Vista Studios own the concept of Gargoyles. Ranma 1/2 and related characters are the creation of Takahachi Rumiko. They are used without the knowledge and/or consent of the rightful owners. The character of Nic Maza is the property of the author, Tendo Miyabe of the editor. Other characters mentioned in the story belong to various fanfic authors.
WARNING! This story is sexual in nature. If you are under the appropriate age, do NOT read. Neither the author nor the editor will take any responsibility if you get in trouble.
*****
After a full day of shopping, thanks to Fox's 'gift', four young women, ages ranging from twenty-three, Miyabe, to twenty-seven, Nabiki, with Akane and Ukyo in the middle, both twenty-six, were in the kitchen sitting around the table. They were talking, drinking tea, and having a good time reminiscing about the past. Eventually talk drifted to a subject of Miyabe's and Nic's relationship. Specifically, their first time together.
"Oh come on Miya-chan," prodded Nabiki, "Tell us, I want to hear all the gory details." Miyabe was as red as a beet, like Nic, she always preferred to keep her private life just that, private. But the repeated badgering from her two cousins and one of her oldest friends, her determination was slowly, but surely eroding away. "I don't know if I should, it was kind of awkward, to say the least."
Ukyo grinned. "Che, it's not like it was your first time, Miya-chan."
"Miya-chan," Akane said with an impish grin. "You might as well tell them, They're going to keep hounding you until you do, especially Nabiki."
Miyabe looked from Akane to Nabiki. Seeing the determination on her cousin's face, she knew she would eventually find out what happened... some how. The youngest woman in the room sighed to herself. "Alright, but I want you to promise not to say anything to anybody." The other women nodded. Miyabe took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts, trying to determine where to begin. Picking a spot she began telling her story with some omissions for the obvious reasons.
*****
Once inside the apartment complex, Nic tried to shake the rain out of his hair. Miya handed Nic his now-soaked jacket back to him. "Thanks," she laughed. Nic gave her a half grin. This was usually the part of the date where they told each other about the great time they'd had, promised to call each other, and shared a goodnight kiss.
"Well, Miya, it really was fun..."
"Chotto Nic, there's no way you are going back out like that. You're coming up and drying off a bit," Miya said, grabbing his arm.
"Miyabe, it's really late..." Nic protested.
Miya ignored him and showing how much stronger her slender frame actually was, dragged him towards the elevator. "You are not going to catch pneumonia on my account Nicodemus Maza," she scolded lightly, as she pressed the button for the ninth floor. "A towel, some dry clothes, and that hot chocolate/coffee concoction you like so much will do nicely."
"Dry clothes? I hate to say this Miya but I don't think we wear the same size." he joked, looking at the much shorter human woman.
"I have some oversized clothes, that both of us could fit into." Miya replied with a mischievous smile.
Nic bit his tongue to keep from asking, "Really?"
A few moments later, the elevator dinged announcing their arrival to the second to top floor. Miya took Nic's gloved hand. Pulling him behind her they arrived at apartment "9-11". Miyabe glanced at the doorknob checking to see if a shoestring was tied around it, it was a signal to Miyabe, Cassi and Rick were in the apartment, "Watching a movie". There was no shoelace, telling her, her roommate and her boyfriend were elsewhere.
Miya opened her purse, quickly fetching her keys. She looked up towards Nic and saw he appeared nervous for some reason. But Kami-sama (God), did he look sexy, the way his soaked shirt clung to his chest like a second skin, the water slowly dripping from the end of his long hair. Miya giggled as she unlocked the door, she suddenly knew what she wanted to do before she even _thought_ of letting Nic go home to the Eyrie building.
The two entered the apartment. Miyabe closed the door, but not before grabbing the shoestring off the small table next to the door and quickly wrapping it around the knob.
"Go and take a hot shower, Nic.," Miyabe told him. "I'll bring some clothes for you. You and Rick are about the same size . He has some clothes stored here in case of emergencies."
"Uh-huh." said Nic in an unsure tone. Something about this night felt unusual. The strange feeling started the moment he saw Miya earlier that night, speaking with Angela and Avery. He had the feeling they were speaking about him, because the moment he entered the room all became quiet, and the two females were giving him a look that was both unnerving and ominous. The feeling continued all night, while they were at The Rockaway, celebrating Miya's recent promotion the company infirmary. It was something about the way Miyabe acted, it wasn't anything specific, but he couldn't place his finger on it, and that made him nervous. And why was she wrapping a shoelace around the doorknob?
Nic entered the bathroom, he removed his soaked clothing, placing them on the hamper, planning on wringing them dry when he was done showering. He stepped into the stall, running the water very hot. Full humans couldn't tolerate the temperature, but he was able to.
Nic placed his hands on the wall, on either side of the showerhead and his mind began to drift, as it always did when he tried to relax, to different subjects, the Clan, new and old, his sisters, Angela, Belinda, Christine and Delilah, his own personal vendetta with the Quarrymen and finally drifting to Miyabe again. The last brought a small smile to his face.
*****
After Nic entered the bathroom, Miyabe went into Cassi's room and rummaged through the closet trying to find that pair of sweatpants she remembered Rick leaving here. Aha!, she thought. Here it is. She pulled out the dark green pants and draped it over her shoulder. A moment later she found the matching shirt.
She went to the bathroom door and paused before opening it. Did she want to do this? She loved Nic, of that she had no doubt, and she wanted to show him how much she loved him. But to be so forward. This, she admitted to herself, is a bit out of character for her.
Slowly she opened the door, a bellow of steam escaping the room. Planning on being as quiet as possible, put the clothes down and... And what? Get in the shower with him? The answer came to her in a flash when she looked up and froze momentarily in place. She could see Nic through the shower door. His back was to her so he didn't see her. Because of the steam and etched glass, she could not make out details, but she could see enough. The tall, athletic build, unlike Goliath whose body was along the line on a weightlifter, Nic's was more like a gymnast, lean, and toned. She felt her breath catch seeing him, and felt a warm feeling slowly build deep in her belly. Decision made, she undid her long sable hair and began to unbutton her blouse.
*****
Nic was reliving the past few hours in his mind, the stupid things he had said to Miya, and the lovely smile she gave him no matter what. He knew he should get out of the shower pretty soon, he wanted to see that smile again so damn bad.
Suddenly he heard the shower door open and he turned completely around to see Miya stepping in, that lovely smile coming a lot sooner than he had expected. His first instinct was to cover his front, but that notion died instantly when he realized she was just as naked as he was. Once his eyes looked downward, he could do nothing but stare, gape with an open mouth, and he began to stammer.
"Mi...Mi...Mi...," he stopped trying when she put a finger to his lips. His body had responded to her naked body, and again he wanted to hide himself.
Miyabe glanced downward and her smile faded. "Well, Nic, obviously you like what you see," she said plainly.
How could he not? To him Miya was beauty made flesh. Soft, pale skin that was like silk to the touch a toned body that was the result of years worth of gym time. Lovely, toned legs that traveled up to the gentle flare of her hips, and her breasts were the perfect size for her height.
"Miya, what are you doing?" he asked quietly, his cheeks burning with near shame of his body's responses.
The scalding water hit her at that point, and she jumped away yelping.
This brought Nic to his senses a little bit, quickly adding some cold water to the mix. Then a thought hit him. Why hadn't he turned the water off completely and reached for a towel?
Miya relaxed when the water cooled down some and she looked back to Nic.
"What are you doing?," he asked again.
Miya wondered if he really needed that question answered as she took a step towards him. He took a step back. She took another step, and he stepped back again. This continued until Nic's back was to the shower wall. He closed his eyes as Miya placed her hands flat on his chest and kissed him.

His mind raced as she moved her arms around him and slowly pressed her naked body to his. He jumped as his heart rate went haywire, but was perversely enjoying it too much to ask Miya to stop and get her clothes back on. "Miya," he whimpered softly as she pulled her lips from his.
"Hai, Nic-chan?" She answered, her voice husky with need, her breathing deep.
"Doushite?" he asked.
Miya giggled at Nic's obvious nervousness. She began tracing her name over his heart. Tsube tsuketa, she thought, symbolically marking what was hers. She was silent for what seemed an eternity. She looked up at the taller hybrid, eyes almost glittering. "Ai shiteru." She answered simply. I love you.
Nic's heart flip-flopped hearing those words spoken by the beautiful young woman standing so close to him. Part of him was yelling, ordering him to take her, a more then willing partner in the ultimate act between a male and female. But another part of him yelled just as loudly not too. To wait for a more appropriate time to do this. "I love you too," he answered, "but we shouldn't do this."
"Oh?" Miya sounded innocently. Without making any sudden movements, she slowly hugged him, feeling his privates pressing against her belly. Her soft, delicate hands touched the small of his back. Her hands slowly ran up his spine to between his shouder blades. She heard Nic suck in a breath as her hands caressed his spine, a gargoyle's most sensitive erogenous zone.
"Miya...," he breathed, almost any protests he may have had being kicked out on it's ass. His own hands rising up to embrace her around the shoulders. He took a deep breath through his nose, taking in her scent, a strange mix of alcohol and disinfectants. But under that, past the smells of a hospital, was the more subtle, more alluring aroma of peaches and apples, Miyabe's true scent.
"Miya... there's something I have to tell you." he said, reluctantly pulling away from her.
She looked up at him curiously. "Nani?(What?)" she asked, apprehension finding their way into her voice. "What is it?"
"I..," he paused, having no idea what to say. "I'm a ...," again he stopped, the tips of his pointed ears turning crimson.
"Nic-chan, what is it?," Miya said, now worried.
He took a breath and slowly let it out. "Miya, I... I've never been with anyone before."
*****
"Chotto matte. You're saying," Nabiki said, interrupting Miya's story, "you were his first?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying," responded Miyabe, "why would I lie?"
"I'm not saying you're lying," said Nabiki quickly, waving her hands in front of herself in quick surrender. Miya had always been quick to take offence if someone questioned her honesty. "I just wanted to make sure I heard you right, that's all."
Ukyo smiled as she took a drink from her own cup of tea. "It's sweet, kind of reminds me of me and Ryoga... the first time we slept together. He was a nervous wreck, I thought he was going to have one of those heavy nosebleeds of his and faint."
"You mean he didn't?," asked Akane, this was the first time she heard this. She had always assumed he passed out at the sight of Ukyo naked. He always did before whenever he caught a glimpse of female flesh.
Ukyo shook her head. "Ie, he didn't. He got a small nosebleed though. It must have been that 'Clear Path' spice I used by accident."
"'Clear Path' spice?, Miyabe asked, confusion clearly printed on her face, "Nanda?"
"It's a long story Miya-san," proclaimed Ukyo, a touch of embarrassment running across her face, but it quickly faded because she knew it was probably the best "foul-up" in her life.
"I have the time, two weeks to be exact."
Ukyo smirked and looked towards Akane, probably the closest thing she had to a sister. "You have to finish your story first."
"Was hoping you forgot about that," Miya muttered.
"Not on your life," replied Nabiki.
*****
Miyabe's eyes widen in surprise. "Souna(No way)," she said just before she broke into a fit of giggles.
Nic frowned. "Glad you find this amusing," he mumbled.
"Gomen ne, Nic-chan," Miya apologized. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh. I wasn't expecting that, I thought you were going to say something important." Miya smiled up at Nic, a smile that was sincere and loving. "Do you forgive me?"
Nic couldn't help it, he smiled back at her. "Yes."
"Can I ask you something?"
"Hmmm?"
"How did a man, looking as good you do, get away with being a virgin for so long?," she asked, her smile still on her face.
"I've told you, I've never had time for a real relationship, until now," he answered. He noticed that Miya's smile was no longer a mocking one, but one of some sort of approval.
"I must admit, I'm honored," she said.
Nic grinned. "Stop that. I'm supposed to make the compliments."
Miya shook her head letting her grin fade before kissing the underside of his jaw, making him tilt his head back slightly and give off a tiny moan. "Nic, I want you tonight. It's as simple as that. Even if you're a virgin..." she started.
"Please, stop using that word...," he begged.
"Even if you've never been with anyone," she corrected herself, "you have to understand what it feels like to need someone," she finished.
He took a long deep kiss from her lips before answering. "I've never known that need as bad as I know it at this moment, Miyabe."
Miya's heart melted. They began kissing again. Her hands traced across his back, playing purposefully in between his shoulder blades. She felt muscles moving within his back and wondered what was moving in that fashion, then she felt his tail wrap around her ankle. She moved one hand down to the base of his tail, tracing a finger around it. She guessed that he liked that because he let out a deep moan. She smiled within the kiss and continued her motions.
Nic's body was on fire and he wasn't sure if he was going to get control of it or not. Every time he got used to the feelings Miya gave him, she found a new way to touch him, making him go crazy all over again.
And what the hell was his body doing? It was taking on a mind of its own. His tail had wrapped around Miya's ankle possessively, and was raising to new heights. If she asked him to stop, he'd have a hard time doing it because he wasn't sure _how_ to stop it. His hands were slightly trembling as he moved them forward on her shoulders, itching to reach new territory. Had he really not wanted to do this a few moments ago? His hands paused above her breasts. Miya felt his hands caressing her shoulders lovingly, but then she realized that he wasn't going any further. She broke away from the kiss reluctantly to look at him with lustful eye. Holding her hands still, she said, "Kiss me."
She turned her head to the side when he tried to kiss her lips, confusing Nic a little. Miya pressed her chest against his. She moved away from him a little. She grinned up at him, her nose and eyes crinkling in the way Nic always found so cute. He reached up, taking her face in his hands. She felt him touch her only by the knuckles, keeping his talons away from her skin.
"Nic...," she murmured softly. She placed her hands on his chest. She slid them up over his shoulders and across his arms to his hands, which were still caressing her face. Miya pulled his hands off her face, and placed her lips on his palm, kissing it lightly. "Please touch me...," she said before taking the same hand she kissed, and placed it on the underside of her left breast. Nic raised his hand slightly, cupping the mound of soft flesh slowly, not sure how much pressure to put. He heard Miya moan and almost pulled his hand away before realizing Miya liked it. Feeling more confident, he placed his hand more flush against her skin. He saw the tips of his talons make small indentations in her breast but did not break the skin. He leaned his head down and brushed his lips against hers.
He felt Miya return the kiss readily. Miya opened her mouth a little, the tip of her tongue darting forward trying to find his. They made contact, sending a pleasant shock through their respective bodies.
Miya moved her right hand to the back of Nic's head, holding him there as her left moved to the place between his shoulder blades. She lovingly poked and prodded him there. She felt something brush against her hip. She knew immediately what it was.
She slipped her hand from his back, laying it flat against his chest. She felt the unusual triple beat of his heart pounding rapidly. They continued, exploring each others mouths, both thoroughly enjoying the sensation. Miya's hand slowly descended Nic's chest, feeling rock hard muscle, slide effortlessly under smooth skin, over the ridges of his abdomen. She continued downward until her hand made contact with it's goal.
Miyabe gently took Nic's length in her hand feeling it jump slightly at her touch. Intellectually, she knew the reasons why an erection happened, but she found the warmth and rigidness fascinating. The feeling of holding Nic's member in her hand and hearing the combined gasp of surprise and moan of pleasure, sent her body to a new level of arousal.
She began to slowly move her hand up and down against him, causing the hybrid to moan deeply, sounding almost like the purr of a large cat. "Do you like that Nic-chan?," she asked in her native Japanese after breaking the kiss.
Nic's mind was being assaulted by entirely new sensations of pleasure as he felt Miya's hand move against his length. He closed his eyes and nodded slowly. "I'm glad," he heard Miya reply. He then felt lips plant themselves on his throat, her lips parting slightly to allow her tongue to flick against his Adam's apple, which caused him to moan once again in pleasure. He remembered where his hands were and tried to continued his exploration of Miya's lovely body. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how one seesngs,ngs, all the sensations, Miya's mouth on his throat, her breast in his hands, and his privates in hers, even the gentle pounding of the shower against his back made things very difficult for him to maintain any semblance of composure.
His breathing has become shallow and ragged, his heartbeat increased to several miles per minute. A not unpleasant feeling of tightness started to build in his pelvic region.
Miya looked into Nic's face and saw, quite clearly, the look of pleasure he had. She continued rubbing him, never faltering in the rhythm she established early on in this endeavor. She smiled internally in the fact she is pleasing the man she loved.
She ran her hand up along the shaft of his penis from the base to the tip and back down again. Whenever she reached the glans she would teasingly rub her thumb over the hypersensitive tip with feather light touches, causing a groan of pleasure to escape Nic's throat.
Miya slid her hand over his chest, running them over his tightly muscled front. She kissed his chin, his throat, following the path of her hands, lowering hedy ody onto the floor of the shower, until she was level with his length, her hand rubbing gently. She hesitated for a moment before she touched her lips to him and kissed softly. She heard a sharp gasp from him.
She looked up at him, their eyes locking on each other. His breathing was heavy, he placed his hand on her cheek, caressing her skin with the same gentleness as her. "You don't have to, you know." Some how she knew he meant it.
"I know..," she answered gently, "but I want to." Taking a firm, but gentle grip, she slowly pumped her hand. Miya was rewarded with another pleasured gasp. Nic's hand left the side of her face and tried to grasp the ceramic wall to maintain his footing.
Slowly, she leaned forward, ignoring the water splashing onto her from the shower, she licked the moisture from the darker colored head. Miya kissed him, slowly parting her lips, taking him into her mouth. She started slowly, softly on him, moving her hand at his base, being careful not to squeeze too hard.
Miya moaned, sending vibrations through the shaft and up Nic's spine. His breathing quickened and his hands clenched, his talons gouging short, parallel trenches in the wall, as his body was bombarded with pleasure. "Gods..."
Miya picked up her pace, enjoying the feeling of Nic in her mouth. She felt his length pulse as she ran her hand along the base. She wanted to help him reach pass the borderline. She pumped her hand faster, rubbing her tongue against the sensitive underside of the tip.
The attention she gave him was perhaps too much for Nic, his inexperience playing against him. His legs felt weak, wobbling a bit. It took all his will power to keep from collapsing on top of her. "Miyabe," he whispered her name.
Miya paused. "It's alright," she said, smiling before she drew him in once again to continue.
Nic closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the wall, a deep purr rumbled out of his throat. He felt her roll her tongue around the shaft, his body tensed as he felt his groin tighten and relax repeatedly for what seemed an eternity.
Nic took in several deep breaths, letting the exhilaration of what happened to wash over him. Opening his eyes, he saw Miya standing under the water, running her hands over her chest.
"Oh god. Miya, I'm sorry..."
She turned her back to him and smiled reassuredly. "It's o.k. Nic-chan. You can make it up to me by helping me wash up." Her smile broadened to a grin as she placed a bar of soap in his hands. She turned back to the water, once again running her hands over her body.
Miya let the water run over her body washing away his fluids from her body. She saw the look in his eyes, both excitement and mild embarrassment, it made her want him more. She turned back to him.
"You're amazing," he said to her. She reached her hand up to his face and saw her hand was trembling. She wanted him... Badly. He took her hand and brought it closer to his mouth, kissing her wrist in silent gratitude. His knees were a bit shaky when he realized that he really needed to pay her back somehow. "Now, how do I do that to you?," he asked quietly.
She giggled a soft giggle. "Women are a little more complicated, Nic-chan."
"So teach me," he said, eager to learn.
"Then let's get out of this cramped shower. It might be easier." She let out a squeal of surprise when Nic lifted her easily in his strong arms. Miya saw his tail rise up and pull the water levers off. "Neat trick," she said into his ear then began nibbling on his ear. He stepped out of the shower stall, heading towards the bedroom, disregarding the fact they were both still wet from the shower "I guess the sheet can dry, ne?," she whispered playfully. She slowly licked the edge of his ear, nibbling softly on the pointed tip, making Nic groan.
Nic reached the bed, laying Miyabe gently on top of her flannel comforter and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Now, how do I do that to you?" he asked with a nervous smile. The light from the bathroom was the only light in the dark bedroom.
Miya scooted up a bit on the double bed, propping herself up into a half sitting position using her pillows. She grinned and made a "C'mere" motion with her finger.
Nic shivered as he moved towards her. He had seen women nude before, back in the world of his birth. In Ishimura, gargoyles were less inhibited than humans were, so it was not shocking to see a nude female walking around the local hotsprings He was familiar with the female form. But this, this was different "Sweet mother of God," he whispered, he could feel a new erection taking form. He wasn't sure what he wanted to do to her.
When he was close enough, Miya reached out and took his right hand. She placed it on her flat belly, moving it slowly down to the thatch of fine black hair below the navel.
"No, Miya," he cautioned when he realized what she planned.
"Why not?," she whimpered, "I need to feel your touch."
He held up his other hand, showing her his talons. "I don't want to hurt that tender flesh," he said in answer. "Imagine what they can do to you, Beloved." Her face fell for a moment. That was when he remembered something he heard about when he was a teenager. He smiled. Without waiting another moment, he kissed her powerfully. Their tongues caressing and entwining with one another. He caressed her left breast, massaging it slowly, using the sides of his fingers to carefully to tease the peak.
All this time, he moved his tail higher along her inner thigh, gently brushing against the warm, soft skin. He flinched slightly when he felt Miya take hold of his tail.
Miya moaned as she placed the tip of his tail against her tiny nub. She guided his tail in a small circular motion on and around her. After a few moments she released him, letting his tail move on it's own. She raised her hand and combed her fingers through his still wet hair, whimpering softly through the kiss.
Nic learned quickly what to do to make Miya squirm and gasp in pleasure. It wasn't long before she squeezed her eyes shut, letting her body ride the current of ecstasy Nic sent her on. She gasped and breathed heavily, her breast rising and falling quickly.
Nic became pleased with himself as he watched Miya writhe and moan. He glided his hands over her torso and down her stomach to her thighs, only to retrace the path back up, to caress her face tenderly with the back of his hand. Feeling a little bolder, he angled his tail differently against her, slowly probing the outside of her sex. He leaned down, taking one of the rosy pink nipples into his mouth suckling on it eagerly, causing more pleasure to shoot through his lover's body.
Miya gripped the sheets of her bed tightly, twisting it in her grip. "Nicodemus...," she whimpered his name, "Nic please.... onegai...," she began, almost begging, when her lower body was nothing more than a tight mass of fire. The patterns he drew with his tongue against her breast only added to the already overwhelming. "Kami-sama...," she murmured, wondering how much more he could give her.
Her answer was given when she felt Nic's tail push slowly inside her about the length of a pen, before slowly withdrawing. Her back arched slowly off the bed when he pushed his tail into once again. She felt her body tensing up, readying itself for release. Miya didn't want that, she wanted something else entirely. "Nic, onegai... yamatte.(Nic, please...stop.)"
Nic looked up in alarm, stopping everything he was doing. "Miya? Miya, what's wrong?," he asked obviously worried. "Did I hurt you?" he removed his tail from her.
Miya sucked in a few deep breaths, trying to calm her rapidly beating heart. After a few moments of silence, she opened her eyes. Giving him a soft-reassuring smile, she said, "Nothing is wrong, Nic-chan."
"Then why did you want me to stop?," he asked confused. Miya stroked Nic's face with her fingertips and cupped his cheek in her hand before leaning forward, kissing him. She wrapped her arms around his well-defined chest, and rolled halfway onto him. He returned the embrace, his hands running softly along her spine.
She nuzzled his throat for a few moments before answering bluntly. "I wanted something else of yours inside me." She could almost feel the blush Nic developed. She smiled feeling Nic's erection brush against her hip. She rolled again, straddling his hips. She took Nic in both hands, caressing him gently. "Are you ready?," she asked.
He nodded slowly. "Me too," she replied. She raised herself, guiding hndernder her. She took a breath and lowered herself, pausing when his glans was just inside of her. Nic was anxious to continue, he wanted to push upward to complete their union, but didn't. Wanting Miyabe to control things.
She began lowering herself once more slowly. Nic watched, fascinated, as he disappeared into her. He gasped, experiencing for the first time the feeling of entering a woman. He instinctively pushed upwards as his hands pulled her down, their hips touched, completing the circuit.
Miya moaned, low and ecstatic, as she moved her hips, settling herself completely onto him. "Nic-chan," she said, running her hands over his chest. "Why did we wait so long?" He stayed silent, not trusting himself to speak. The sensations he was feeling were wondrous, far beyond what he imagined. She felt soft, and warm, and welcoming.
Miya began moving, her hands still on his chest for balance, raising up... then lowering herself... rocking her hips back and forth as she did. Nic moaned softly at the exquisite feeling of her velvety warmth enveloping him... caressing him in ways he didn't think possible. He was awed by the beauty of the goddess above him. At the feeling of rightness of being with Miya. He couldn't help but whisper her name in worship, telling her, in just saying her name, all the desire and longing he felt for her.
Miya began to move more quickly, grinding herself against him, panting with pleasure. She fell forward and pressed her lips to his, probing his mouth, entwining her tongue with his... She let out a sudden long, low moan, her body seemed to convulse briefly and stiffen. Nic could feel her tense up around him, and a warm fluid flow over him.
Miya buried her face in his neck, panting as her body relaxed bit by bit. "Subarashii," she whispered in his ear and then kissed his cheek. Before Nic could respond, she rolled off of him unexpectedly. She positioned herself besides him, laying on her back. "Come e, Ne, Nic-chan."
He understood. Nic moved to her, settling carefully atop her. He leaned forward and kissed her eyelids. He then pressed his lips to hers, kissing her with all the tenderness he could muster. He felt her hands run down his sides to his waist. He shivered pleasantly when her soft, delicate hands moved inward, taking his slick erection in her hands, pulling lightly, guiding him to her.
"I love you so much," she said.
Nic felt his tip find the cleft of her womanhood, sliding gently against her entrance. She gasped when he made contact with a small bump at the top of her sex. She tilted her hips slightly, lining herself with him.
Nic looked deep into her eyes as he slowly pushed forward. Her eyes closed as he did. Her warmth once again surrounded him and he knew what heaven was like.
"Oh, Nic-chan," she whispered, tightening her arms around him. She wrapped her legs around his in attempt to pull him deeper within her.
Nic found himself suddenly with all the control over the situation. Surely it would be simple to merely pump himself against hert het he wanted to make something more of it. He wasn't quite sure what that something was or how to do it. He lowered his lips to her ear. "How do you like this done, my love?," he whispered slowly, being sure to lick her ear with his words.
Miya writhed beneath him and pressed her lips to his jawline. "This is your turn for pleasure, Nic. Do what you feel like will make you happy." She trusted this man so completely. She would have never said those words to anyone else but him.
Nic chuckled. "I'll do nothing until you've told me how you like this." Miya squirmed again, tightening her muscles around him within her and letting go, attempting to get him to move. Nic raised his head. "Do you like it slow and deep? Or hard and fast? Tell me, Miyabe." He kissed her cheek.
"You should know by now, my love." She opened her eyes to look into his. The seriousness shocked her. Her voice trembled as she said, "As long as it's you, it'll make me happy."
Nic blushed once again. He felt her hot silk throbbing against him and knew he could not lay still much longer. "Please, Miya-chan. Tell me."
The tremble in his voice made her melt. "Just lay as close to me as you can, Nic. Hold me as close as you can while doing what you can as passionately as you can do it."
Nic pulled his arms in around her, careful to balance his weight on his elbows and not to accidentally claw her. She nestled her head against his shoulder and he did the same. Their bodies were so close together as Nic began to slowly pull out of her.
He moaned as he did so, pulling nearly all of himself out and then going back in just as slowly. He felt Miya's warm wet lips kissing his shoulder and neck. He repeated his motions and heard a tiny whimper from Miya.
He could not possibly stay that slow the whole time, so he sped up just a bit and tried to keep it at that pace. He was itching to go a lot faster and relieve himself of the tension building, but he refused.
Miya lay trembling beneath him. She had never had anyone make love to her like this before. This was truly "making love." She could not tell if her orgasm was far off or if it was just a few strokes away. But Nic's warm muscular body was there, holding her, caressing her, touching her within... She wasn't afraid, so why was she trembling? She heard him moan as he lick/kissed her jawline, making her lift her head up and clench her eyes shut. "Nic-chan," she mouthed, the words barely coming out.
Nic put a little more strength behind his movements, going agonizingly slow for himself. He felt something wet hit his cheek and lifted his head. He had felt Miya trembling, but his heart nearly stopped to see her crying.
"Miya!" he said qui. He. He stopped his motions.
"Don't stop! Oh please don't stop! Nic-chan, this is wonderful. Please..." she whimpered.
Nic fought for his breath. He kissed her eyes, tasting her salty tears for himself as he began moving within her once more. He moved his mouth to hers and began probing her mouth with his tongue imitating their movement below.
He searched in his mind for a reason for the tears. Maybe she was just so emotionally open that...
Nic had not completed the thought when his chest jerked. He waddenddenly trembling from within, and he was fighting for control of his breath. His heart was going haywire.
It hadn't been like that in the shower... What was going on? It seemed as if his soul were also trying to get some relief at the cost of Miyabe.
His eyes widened as he realized what was happening. Was he truly destined to be bonded with this goddess beneath him?
Flashes of images ran through his mind. Each triggering an emotion. He shuddered as he tried to gain control of the mental bombardment, a mixture of his memories and, somehow, of Miyabe's. His real father appeared before his mind's eye, suddenly replaced by the image of Kenshiro Tendo, Miya's father. His mother, then her's. Memories, good and not so good went through his mind like a hyperactive slide show.
"Miya...," Nic breathed, "I think... I think we're bonding."
Miyabe opened her eyes to him, they had a look of such intense joy and love he could have sworn they glowed. She replied in Japanese, and for a moment he had forgotten the language. But it didn't matter, he could sense she wanted this as much, perhaps more so than, he did. She gasped once again, hugging herself tightly against him, running her hands along his back.
Her hands fell onto his rear, feeling the solid muscle tighten and relax as he drove them into a state of absolute bliss. Finally, intensely, she climaxed, letting out a cry of pleasure.
It seemed to call to Nic's very soul, asking him to join her in eternity. Mind, body, spirit, all replied unanimously, accepting the green-eyes goddess as both mistress and partner, bonding itself to her in a way few in human history have ever known.
They both looked at each other after their bodies drifted down from their emotional highs, panting softly from the exertion. Miya smiled happily up at him, still running her hands gently over his back. "That was wonderful.. Arigato."
Nic rolled himself off of Miya, laying on his side. He smiled himself. "I should be thanking you, beloved." He reached out and pulled her in closely to his chest, kissing her tenderly on the forehead. Nic felt he needed to say something, anything that would convey his feelings. 'I love you' didn't seem to be enough. "We are one," he said. "Now and forever." Even that didn't seem like enough.
"Now and forever," she repeated, giggling a little. "I like that. We really bonded, ne?"
"Yes, we did." His words came out slowly.
"Are you tired?" Miya asked, looking into Nic's face.
"I... yeah, a little," he answered sheepishly. "I'm sorry. I guess it took more out of me than I tht."t."
She couldn't help giggling again. That's way too easy, she thought. "Wakata, wakata," she assured him. "I'm kind of tired myself." She esizesized her point by snuggling up against him, draping an arm over his chest and settling her head on his shoulder.
"Then I won't be going back to the castle tonight." He reached out with his hand and pulled the bedcovers, which had somehow been pushed onto the floor, over the both of them. Nic settled himself down, relaxing as much as possible with his new mate. A very easy and welcomed act to accomplish.
"You try it and I'll kick your tail." Nic laughed.
"I love you, Miya."
"I love you too, Anata."
*****
The redness of the young woman's cheeks slowly faded to nothing. She was asked for more details. But this time Miyabe was steadfast not to say anything else on the subject. The others had shared their own stories by the time Nic, Ranma, Ryoga and the kids arrived from the dojo.
Nic smiled, he went over to where Miyabe was seated and gave her a light kiss on the forehead. "Hey Miya. What did you do? Buy out the whole Mall?," he asked teasingly, he saw all the boxes and bags that were in the living room. He saw the slightly flustered look on his mate's face. He looked up to see Akane, Nabiki and Ukyo had odd, knowing grins on their faces. "What?" he asked. He was answered with unnerving silence.
The End
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