When was it that she’d last had so much fun? Lum levitated in midair and playfully twirled around a strand of hair, pretending to ignore that Shinobu girl’s Glower of Pain. Attempted Glower of Pain, since the supposedly scary look was just sooooo adorable! An expression like that just made Lum want to eat her right up! Or out. Yes, that sounded a great deal more fun for both of them, so let’s go with out.
“Tell you what,” Lum said with a bit of a twinkle in her eye. “We both set up reasonable ground rules; say, two each? Would your mind then be set at ease?”
The intensity in her gaze reached greater heights, and Lum had to fight the urge to lick her lips and tackle the girl right there and then. Just stare into her eyes, don’t blink, don’t let your vision wander, just stare down the beast and show you weren’t afraid and there was nothing to be afraid of, either.
“No physical contact,” Shinobu said. “No freaky alien tricks.”
Lum smiled. “No throwing things, and, darling, you simply have to wear something a little more fashionable. Please, borrow one of Oyuki’s outfits. She won’t mind at all. I don’t know if you’ve invented auto-fitting clothing yet, but you should be able to find something there you like. Oh, and if you break a rule, then I am also permitted to break a rule. On the other hand… If I break a rule first, you get to leave the room right there and then. I think that’s fair, right?”
A heavy silence fell across the room. Benten was holding her hand in front of her mouth and trying not to laugh. Don’t you dare. Don’t you even dare! If they laughed now they’d spoil everything and there was ever so much fun they could have together if this worked out. All they needed to hear now -
“It’s just ten minutes, right?”
- Was an agreement from the girl. Lum let herself smile, which was a risky thing to do because it made it so much harder to hold the laughter back. “The closet’s over there,” she gestured. “Ten minutes alone. Uninterrupted. Just you and me. No tricks. No physical contact, no throwing things - Including lightning - and you get yourself dressed up for the occasion.”
Oh no. That look. The suspicion, the body language… It was very nearly too much for her. Look at her, warily walking towards the door as though she was expecting to be bitten at a moment’s notice. The hesitation, the transparent attempt to put on a brave face, the sudden surprise when she opened the door and saw how big the inside of the closet was… Comedy gold. Just hold it in. Just a little longer. Wait until she closes the soundproofed door, and -
“Pfffffahahahahahahahaha!”
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Ataru blinked and looked between the two alien girls laughing their heads off in a manner similar to a spectator at a tennis game where the ball kept on transforming into a donkey for the brief moment when it was over the net. “Someone mind explaining the joke?”
“Oh, no,” Benten smirked, wiping a tear from her eye. “You’ll find out soon enough. Whoo! The girl is <i>adorable</i>, ain’t she?”
“Yes, she certainly is,” Lum nodded, making a failed attempt at returning her breathing to normal. “Though that level of denial can hardly be healthy for her. It should be a fun challenge trying to crack that shell.”
“Denial?” Ataru asked, still fumbling in the dark and wondering what the hell he was missing out on here. “Denial over what?”
Again, the two aliens shared a knowing look that was only broken when Benten took him by the arm and not-so-gently guided him from the room. “Come on, we gotta leave them alone,” she said, cutting off his protests by nibbling on his ear and where was that other hand going <i>oh</i>, baby, how can you be so rough and so right at the same time?
“Excuse me,” a familiar voice calmly said. “I do not believe I gave you permission to enjoy yourself without me.”
Benten sighed and, to both of their regret, slid away from him and back to Oyuki’s side. “I take it Be-Boy is calmed down already? That was fast.”
“Never mind that for now,” Oyuki answered firmly. “Please, why are the two of you out here instead of in the room? Surely it would be more comfortable to relax and unwind in there.”
Relax and unwind, she calls it? It was weird. Ataru had not long ago been screwing Lum, yet Benten’s absent fingers were leaving him completely blueballed. Looking at the two of them, standing there half naked and clinging to each other like a pair of lovers? Not exactly helping him out there. Though it did leave him hopeful for things still to come.
“Oh that,” Benten absently said. “Well… Remember that little gamble on Beta Major? With the stuck-up gymnast?”
Oyuki nodded very slowly. “Yes. I recall that incident quite well. Though I’m not certain I see the rele- Oh. I see. Well then. We had better find a way to pass the time, I suppose. We might be here a while.”
“Huh?” Ataru said. “But… It’s just ten minutes. Not much of a wait, really.”
“Ten minutes?” Benten snorted. “I’d be surprised if they weren’t in there for a solid hour.”
Oh. So they really <i>were</i> up to something. Which meant that Shinobu was in danger, which meant that it was his sacred duty as a boyfriend to rush back in there and get her out before they enacted their evil, vicious and ruthless plan. Rush right in there like a white knight rescuing a damsel in distress. That was certain to get him into Shinobu’s good books! Yep! Only problem? Somehow Benten and Oyuki had managed to slip around behind him and were now barring the way back.
“What are you girls up to?” Ataru demanded. “What do you intend to do to my girlfriend?”
“Please forgive me,” Oyuki said with a deep bow that, by sheer coincidence, happened to place a great deal of emphasis upon her rather impressive cleavage. “It is my understanding that Earth customs dictate that every courtesy must be offered to a guest. It would be most improper to discuss this matter in the hall. Therefore, I must insist that we retire to my bedroom to facilitate the conversation in a more relaxed atmosphere.”
“What she said,” Benten smirked. “Though I do hope a certain someone decides against taking a <i>roundabout route</i> and just <i>cuts to the freaking chase already</I> because she doesn’t know what she’s missing.”
“Oh, very well,” Oyuki sighed. She pulled open a door, and all but shoved the two of them inside. “If I must, I - Dear me, Benten! Have you been eating chocolate? You have a little of it on the corner of your mouth. Here, allow me.”
“Hey, come on! I want answers and I’m not… Uh…”
Ataru drifted off in words and thought. It suddenly seemed quite difficult to really form any coherent whatsits when one half-naked alien chick was sticking her tongue out and daintily licking the lips of another half-naked alien chick. It’s the sort of sight that just turns your brain into mush and in turn makes you into a smiling goon that is committing the sight to memory.
“Thank you,” Benten said, resting a hand on the small of Oyuki’s back and looking her right in the eyes. “Say, is that one of those new flavoured lipsticks I’ve heard about? Let me have a taste.”
Oh my, there it was again. The same image but flipped. No less erotic. No less powerful. No less mind melting. Ataru stared at the two of them and released a sound that, if it were analysed by experts, would be concluded as being a goofy, stupid laugh. No, no, no! Stop that. Got to rescue Shinobu. Got to -
“Say, Ataru?” Benten asked. Now she was holding Oyuki in a tender embrace, and it was only appropriate that she was giving him bedroom eyes given that they were in fact inside of a bedroom. “Which of our lips taste better? We just can’t make up our minds, can we?”
“I fear not,” Oyuki said, almost sounding disappointed. Bored. But in a sexy, understated way. “We shall require a more objective judge to make the decision for us. Would you be willing to assist us?”
Well, there was really no rush, was there? Shinobu was a tough girl. She could handle herself with whatever Lum threw at her. He could take a little time to judge a lip-tasting competition, and if as a consequence of that he wound up in a threesome with two hot, half-naked alien chicks, well, it would hardly be his fault, would it? No, he was just helping out! Good old Ataru, always helping out when girls were in a jam!
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This was silly. Correction: It had passed silly hours ago, turned around, picked silly up, then put it in a box and transformed that box into a giant tartan mouse that happened to be wearing a ballerina’s outfit and liked to dance the Charleston. Silly did not seem like quite an adequate word to describe the situation that poor, poor, ordinary human girl Shinobu found herself in. It made her a little angry, to be quite honest. It made her stomp her teeth and nash her feet. Her thoughts were all in a jumble and it left her wondering what the hell she was even doing in here in the first place!
She could just give in. Go out there, say she’d changed her mind. Be accused of being a coward. Having cold feet. Being a perfect example of why humanity would be trivial to conquer. Why, if this girl is an ordinary human girl then the rest of the females of the species must also be just this easy to intimidate.
Ugh! It made her sick! Thinking of that perverted invading oni lording it over them all like that! Oh! That could not be allowed to happen! Which meant that Shinobu had to pick an alien outfit to borrow. One of the outfits neatly arranged on the walls of the gigantic closet which, honestly, made those alien girls look quite prudish by comparison. She had found a variety of bikinis, and the one that actually revealed the least amount of skin was an honest to god flesh-toned slingshot design.
Shinobu picked up what she supposed was an approximation of a sexy space police officer costume (or possibly just a regular space police officer uniform if these girls were anything to go by) with disgust, by just the very tips of her index and middle fingers. Talk about making her sick. There wasn’t a single thing in here she’d be seen dead in, and she had to go out there and spend ten minutes with a girl hellbent on seducing her boyfriend and taking over the human race! Odd how one of these was seemingly not connected to the other, but there you go.
“Ten minutes…” Shinobu whimpered. “What could she possibly do in ten minutes?” Her traitorous imagination conjured up a few things that made her shudder. In fear. Not anticipation. No, definitely not anticipation! Shinobu was a good girl that wasn’t a pervert, didn’t lust after other girls and repress those feelings deep, deep down where they could never ever come up. Nope. She liked boys. Not too much, mind you, and she certainly wasn’t repressing the excess feelings there either. Just an ordinary girl with a completely healthy, normal libido that would not in any way be swayed by Lum’s cute smile, squeezable tits and a figure any pervert could spend days finding new ways to lust over.
Shinobu whimpered and calmed herself down. Okay. Let’s take stock here. What were her options? Aside from not good. Even the best of them was still something she’d never be seen dead in! Giving up, she just closed her eyes, picked one up at random and went with it.
“Best to just get this over with,” she mumbled angrily under her breath. “Ten minutes. She can’t do anything at all in ten minutes.”
- Lum tricks Shinobu into breaking one of the rules.
- Lum breaks a rule without Shinobu noticing.
- Meanwhile, Ataru has a threesome.
- The costume Shinobu picked has certain special properties…
- Something else
Heh-heh, excellent. Wonder if Shinobu's costume is something from the manga/anime?
ReplyDeleteThe way Benten and Oyuki distracted Ataru was both funny and sexy. No wonder you were eager to write it.
I wonder if this Neptune sojourn will end in Ataru and Shinobu having wild sex (as in, furniture getting knocked over, Shinobu being a screamer kind), with Lum, Benten and Oyuki watching and enjoying the show? Or perhaps there is a "sometime later" with Ataru waking up, aching all over, initially having no memory of what's gone on, then having a jolt when he realizes he's sharing the bed with four naked girls...