Title: Tropicana
Author: NaNa (VelvtWhipLasher@icqmail.com)
Category: pwp, yuri, hint of yaoi, ooc, bit of dumb humor?
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I was walking down the road in LA, and I saw this huge building. It was called Tropicana. And there were stuff under it. You’ll see what I mean. I do not own anything. Well… maybe Desha. Sue me, you get this month’s stress. Flame me, you get ZSN. But send me comments, you get POCKEYS! This one’s for you Mr. P and Uni.
//this// indicates thoughts.
Noin and Sally stared at the ground. Noin sighed.
"What are we going to do? We are in middle of LA with no money!" Sally kept silent. //I got to think of a way to make money// Noin continued to whine.
"I promised Zechs that I’ll come to his wedding with Treize! I promised Une to help her find Versailles Rose Bath Oil for Treize! I…"
"That’s it!" Sally shouted. Noin stopped her ranting and glanced at Sally.
"What’s it?"
"I know how to get us some money!" Sally said with twinkling eyes. Noin’s face brightened.
"How?" Noin asked. Sally pointed at the building across the street.
"Tropicana. Female mud and oil wrestling."
"How’s that gonna help us?" Sally smirked at Noin. Noin thought hard for a second then started to wave her hands. "Oh no! No, I am not going to wrestle with you in public for money in mud and oil!"
5 Seconds Later.
"I cannot believe we signed up for the wrestling show," Noin grumbled. Sally laughed as she put on her bikini.
"Oh, lighten up, Lu. This is going to be fun!" Noin facefaulted a bit.
"Can’t we cancel it? Can’t we back out?" Sally shook her head and replied firmly.
"Nope. We were prepaid. Relax, just think of it as a game."
"Right. It’s just a game," Noin replied sarcastically but Sally ignored her.
"Let’s go. We are up next."
Meanwhile.
G-Boys were walking down the streets after raiding many shops of "Shady Toys" when Duo pointed at "Tropicana."
"Hey, look Heero! Female mud and oil wrestling! Let’s go watch!"
"Hn."
"Oh come on, Hee-chan! It’ll be fun! Even Wufei is going! Right, Wufei?"
"Kisama! I never said I want to watch onnas… er… never mind," Wufei trailed off when he felt Duo, Trowa, and Quatre’s deathglare.
"Hn. It’s stupid," Heero snorted. He wasn’t going to waste his time. Duo started to beg.
"Oh, please Heero? You can be on the top for a week!"
"Hn."
"Two week?"
"Hn…"
"A month?"
"Deal."
"Yatta! Let’s go before Heero changes his mind!"
"Hn."
At the match.
Noin and Sally stood in from of many hentai audiences. Noin blushed and Sally grinned and waved at them.
"Come on, Lu. The matches around us are getting hot, already. We can’t lose to them."
"But… but… oomph!" Sally kissed Noin.
"Come on. We are here to have some fun!" Noin’s face burned but she nodded and followed Sally to the center of the pit.
"Uh, Sally? What’s that huge bucket above our head?"
"Pour! Pour!" Spectator shouted. Before Sally could say anything, the bucket turned over and the oil was dumped on Sally and Noin.
"Well, there’s half of your answer," Sally grinned. Noin glared.
"Ha, ha, very fun… eep!" Suddenly, mud started to pour into the pit in a very fast speed. Noin lost her footing and smashed her elbow into Sally’s stomach. Sally fell into the mud with a grunt. Noin’s face changed a color. "Oh, Sally! I’m so sorry! Here, grab my hand." Sally smiled as she grabbed Noin’s hand.
"Thank, but Lu, you started the match," and with that, Sally tackled Noin and yanked her bikini top off. The crowds were going wild.
"Sally! You!" Noin screamed but she could not move that well. Sally let out a yell and sat on Noin’s stomach. Noin growled and punched Sally and grabbed her top off as she fell. Sally cackled.
"We are both topless!" Noin snorted and started to pounce on Sally. Soon, two felines were so into pinning each other down, they did notice their bikini bottoms getting lost. Sally finally got Noin under her but Noin refused to surrender. Sally sighed and slapped Noin. Noin froze and stared at Sally.
"Bitch! Why’d you do that for?"
"So I could do this," Sally said as her lips crashed into Noins. Their tongues entwined as Sally’s hand started to roam down and circled over Noin’s breast. Sally’s tongues traveled down and started to tease the tiny buds. Noin moaned as Sally’s hot tongue swirled over her tits. Sally smiled at Noin and started to suck hard on her nipples. Noin gasped and grabbed Sally’s ass causing her to shudder a bit.
At the audience.
G-Boys are drooling at Sally and Noin’s match. Quatre smirked.
"Trowa?"
"Ah?"
"Give me the vibrator?"
"Ah?"
"I want to give it to Sally."
"Ah."
"Thank you, Trowa," and then Quatre threw the vibrator into the pit.
Back at the pit.
Noin stared at Sally with pleading eyes. She needed more. Sally nodded. Sally started to kiss Noin and trailed downward until she reached the opening. She blew in it, causing Noin to tense. Sally’s tongue flickered over the tiny opening when she inserted the first finger causing Noin to yelp.
"Shh, it’s okay, you my bitch so I won’t hurt you," Sally shushed Noin and inserted the second finger, slowly stretching the opening, and then inserted the third finger. //God! She’s so hot!// Sally then spotted a vibrator. She smirked. She twisted her finger around and Noin started to move. Sally smiled and pulled out her finger and then inserted now very hyperactive vibrator. Noin gasped for air and started to thrash under Sally.
"Shit! Sally! Holy!" Sally chuckled at Noin’s cry.
"My, this is fun!"
At the audience.
Heero and Wufei started at the match.
"Wow… definitely… worth watching," Heero sputtered.
"Crazy onnas," Wufei said as he stuffed his nose. Suddenly, Duo cried out.
"Quatre! That’s my vibrator! Get it back!" Heero glared at Duo.
"What? I’m not enough?"
"No! I mean, Yes! You are wonderful! But I need to masturbate! And it helps me a lot!"
"I never saw you masturbate. Hn," Heero snorted. Duo sweatdropped.
"Yeah, well, get yourself a video cam! I’ll tape it for you! Anyway, Quatre, give me my vibrator!" Duo shouted.
"It’ll be so rude to interrupt them," Quatre replied without even blinking. Duo continued to whine. Trowa sighed.
"Here, you can have my velvet cuffs."
"Yay!" Suddenly, someone coughed behind them. It was Desha, the owner of Tropicana.
"You have to pay extra."
"Why?"
"If the girls do something other than wrestling, you are charged more. It’s the rule."
"But we don’t have any money!" Desha coughed at the boys.
"Looks like you guys are going to have to work it off."
=End=
Desha: So, boys, pick your outfit.
Jin: You call those uniforms? They barely cover… eep!
Desha: ::glares at Jin and smiles at the boys:: So, don’t you think they are wonderful?
Boys: …
NanashiNaNa
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