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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.

[ella_va]

Shego's eyes darted around the room.

Watchers, cameras. Shego didn't mind if people watched, but she wasn't about to put on a show.

"Where?"

[imean_siriously]

Siri suddenly made her face emotionless. She slipped away from the wall, and stalked toward the ladies' room.

With her chin, she motioned for Shego to follow.

[ella_va]

Shego followed almost obediently, and she didn't care about the other women in the bathroom as she followed Siri into a stall. She was tugging on her clothes in a heartbeat, eager.

DANGER DANGER SIRI'S SHIRT IS OFF

[imean_siriously]

Siri pulled her beige tank top off, and quickly added her bra to the pile. She slipped her hands under Shego's shirt.

"You're very compliant," she breathed.

[ella_va]

Shego was too busy grazing Siri's nipple with her teeth lightly to respond, and she found even less to talk about once her clothes were off as well.

A mysterious green glow came from the bathroom stall.

[imean_siriously]

Siri braced herself against the bathroom wall, her hands gripping Shego's shoulders.

Maybe this base wasn't too bad.