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Room 308, Monday, Mid-afternoon

Mar 16, 2009 21:32

Rikku didn't know what it meant that, whenever she wasn't herself for a weekend, she was usually very cute but kinda dim. That hinted at seriously unpleasant conclusions and she was going to not think about them ( Read more... )

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raspberryturk March 17 2009, 01:49:37 UTC

"Riiiiiiiiiiiiiikku."

Reno? Was in a pretty good mood, yes, sir. Good enough to make stupid noises through the door without bothering to knock, really.

raspberryturk March 17 2009, 03:05:59 UTC

"One of them," Reno agreed, shrugging one arm out of his shirt.

The one that didn't have new ink on it, naturally. He didn't want to spoil the surprise.

"See, I'm willin' to bet I could stand here, an' we could both undress, and you'll be the first one to decide there's bitin's gotta be done, yo."

Just a hunch. Cocky bastard.

the_merriest March 17 2009, 03:08:06 UTC

"You're on." Rikku pushed him away, eyes dancing. "What do I win, if you're wrong?"

raspberryturk March 17 2009, 03:09:55 UTC

Reno was giving her a teasing little smirk.

"I gotta turn myself into an animal for a while for a class assignment. I'll sign you exclusive rights to some kinda photo shoot of me doin' stupid shit in a tutu or somethin', to send to Rude and Tseng and Elena."

Seemed safe enough, anyhow. And he was interested to see how Rikku would get a banana slug into a tutu.

the_merriest March 17 2009, 03:21:06 UTC

"No way," she giggled, clapping her hands excitedly. "Do you know how much Rude would cough up for that? Okay, let's see. If you win ..."

Think, think, think.

"Your choice," she said, finally. "You can tape us, or ... you can tape me."

She used to be a nice, sweet innocent girl. This was entirely his fault.

raspberryturk March 17 2009, 03:23:14 UTC

Reno licked his lips at that.

Hell yes.

"You're on," he drawled, taking a moment to leer and very much liking what it was he was looking at. "Hell, I'll even let you take your shirt off first, zoto."

Yes. Cocky as ever.

the_merriest March 17 2009, 03:25:26 UTC

This meant she had to go slooooooowly. She tugged her shirt upward, lightly, then wriggled it over her shoulders and up oooooover her head. She tossed it onto her bed like she wouldn't miss it. And she wouldn't.

It was quite possibly cheating, but she also reached up to yank out her ponytail and then shake her hair out, in sloooooow motion. Okay, she probably didn't need to run her hands through it that much, but he was watching, right?

She grinned up at him. "Bra, too?" she cooed.

raspberryturk March 17 2009, 03:27:47 UTC

Oh, yes. He was enjoying every last second of the show she was putting on. Maybe he'd get her to do that for the camera, too.

And then he'd made a hundred thousand copies. Not to share. To bring with him on missions, because he'd wear those motherfuckers out.

"Bra, too," he agreed, leaning forward slightly to better enjoy the view.

the_merriest March 17 2009, 03:32:05 UTC

"I'm going to like winning," she said conversationally, reaching behind herself to click the clasps open. Which also had to be nice and slow, obviously.

She really, really hoped that the messy, tousled hair she was peering through looked hot and wild and not like she'd stuck her finger in an electric socket. She sucked at judging hair.

Oooh, last clasp. She brought her hands around to her front to catch the bra against her skin, then let the shoulder straps sliiiiiiiide down. One long breath, then she was going to loosen her hold on the bra. Slowly. Gradually. Inch by inch.

raspberryturk March 17 2009, 03:55:14 UTC

Ooooh, daaaaaaaamn. It was going to he difficult to last long enough to win this, if he kept letting her get head starts, here.

"I'm likin' what I'm seein'," he said. Slowly. Deliberately. Thick and deep and looking for all the world like he wanted to throw her to the bed and devour her whole.

Patience, Reno. Patience.

the_merriest March 17 2009, 03:59:53 UTC

"Are you?" she asked, tracing her fingers idly back up to -- oh, hey! Those were her breasts again. Someone ought to be touching them. Might as well be her.

It was entirely possible that she was trying to distract him from the bet, and therefore, win the bet, yes.

raspberryturk March 17 2009, 04:08:12 UTC

Reno watched intently, lifting his thumb to his mouth so that he could chew on his thumbnail. See? Not biting her. Chewing on himself as a suitable substitute. That totally counted.

He was a man on a mission, damn it.

"Whose turn is it, again?"

A mission. Really. But this thinking thing? It was difficult.

the_merriest March 17 2009, 04:15:39 UTC

"I don't know," she sighed, and it was a heaving sort of sigh. Heaving was good, with boobs. "Do we have to take turns? I mean. We're nearly naked as it is ..."

raspberryturk March 17 2009, 04:20:31 UTC

"Well," Reno said, and was he leaning forward? He was. Dammit, his brilliant scheme was starting to backfire on him. No, no, no, he would not stand for it!

He'd just... just lean. Some more. More leaning. Hiiii.

"I'm kinda still in, uh, half. Half my shirt."

Yeah!

the_merriest March 17 2009, 04:26:23 UTC

"You should take it off," she murmured. "Then you should get over here and start biting me."

It was possible that her clever idea was about to backfire, as well.

raspberryturk March 17 2009, 04:28:40 UTC

Reno wasn't going to grin. Not too much. Really.

"I got a better idea," he said. And he was leaning just a little more. A tiny bit. Not much. "How 'bout you take it off for me?"

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