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[imean_siriously]

Who: Siri Tachi and Shego (Closed

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[ella_va]

Shego was out of blunts.

The concept blew her already-stoned mind, as she was sure she'd slipped at least nine into her poc-- oh. Well, maybe she'd smoked them all.

She wasn't sure.

She was sure that none of the men were appealing to her (for dancing, of course), but Siri was.

Um, but Shego is totally bisexual.

"Siri. Lemme buy you a drink." Shego smiled, charming.

[imean_siriously]

Siri cocked an eyebrow. She put her hands on her hips.

"Anakin's friend, right?"

Shego reeked.

"Nice to see someone else is having fun tonight."

[ella_va]

Shego snorted.

"You know me. I stuck my hand up your vagina, remember?" She was shameless, not caring as several mean stopped to look.

"I always have fun. I'm about to have more." She took Siri's hand, leading her to the dance floor.

[imean_siriously]

Siri laughed wildly as she was lead to the dance floor. She swayed to the music; not touching Shego. Just giving her a show.

"You're cocky as fuck," Siri said after a minute. "Very admirable."

[ella_va]

Shego let this go on for a minute, but then she took Siri's hips in her hands, grinding against her.

"Thanks. So you're a Jedi? What can you do?"

[imean_siriously]

Mmmm. Siri hadn't been with a chick SINCE OBI-WAN, LOL since Jenna zan Arbor. And that was just to get information; no fun.

"I can," she winked, "Control the universe."

Lame? Yes. Did it always work on non-Jedi? Duh.

[ella_va]

Shego grinned, leaning in close to Siri and putting her arms around the woman's neck. Mouth at her ear, Shego whispered, "I'm not retarded."

She leaned back, arms letting go of Siri's neck and traveling.. lower.

[imean_siriously]

Siri leaned closer.

"Never said you were, babydoll."

Her utility belt was getting a bit uncomfortable.

"You're a good teacher, by the way," she smirked. "We both have similar instruction techniques."

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Shego laughed.

"Thank you. I like to think my.. students get something out of it."

[imean_siriously]

Shego talked purdy.

Siri brought her lips to hers.

"That's the most rewarding part, isn't it?"

[ella_va]

Shego rested her hands at Siri's hips, kissing back hesitantly at first before smirking. One hand gripping Siri's ass, the other went through Siri's hair as Shego aggressively kissed her.

Shego was a very bad person.

[imean_siriously]

Siri took a few steps backward, allowing herself to lean against the wall as Shego continued her ministrations.

Shego wasn't her student. Siri wasn't taken. But the pilots, silently leering, gave her enough of the thrill she needed.

[ella_va]

Shego shouldn't be doing this.

She'd played with Ianto, but that was a kiss or two, a touch here and there.

Shego pinned Siri aggressively with one hand. The other slowly advanced up Siri's thigh, and Shego hadn't stopped kissing her yet.

She shouldn't be doing this.

[imean_siriously]

She undid her belt, quickly shoving her lightsaber into the waistband of her cargo pants. Better access.

No one to report to; no former Master shaking her head.

Siri should be doing this.

[ella_va]

Shego let one hand rest on the waistband of Siri's pants. Shego bit at her neck, leaving marks.

"How far are you willing to go, Siri?"

[imean_siriously]

Siri rolled her eyes.

"I'm a Jedi, baby. We don't wimp out."

She put her hand on the small of Shego's back, encouraging her.