Have you ever considered why it is that we find intense arousal from observing two members of the opposite sex get freaky with each other? Men get hard over watching two women rubbing oil on each other's bodies, while women get wet over two guys swordfighting.
What's with that? I mean. It's not like you, the observer, are getting any action. They're probably not into you at all. Besides which, they seem to be enjoying themselves just fine, why would they invite you in? There's nothing remotely logical about it, is there?
Right now, Shampoo and Nabiki were kinda getting a bit turned on by watching the two idiot boys start down the path of the yaoi. Make no mistake - neither of these girls were into those boys. At all. But! They could acknowledge the plain and obvious fact that the reason they weren't into them was purely because they're complete fucking idiots, but those bodies? Whoo boy. Those bodies were lean, muscular, packed with strength. Were they peak examples of male hotness? No, let's not go crazy here! But they were at least, like, 8/10s if you were going by appearance alone. Personality drops that to about 6/10.
"Hrm... Maybe if Mousse find interest in boys, he start leave Shampoo alone..." Shampoo said, finding great arousal in the notion of Mousse fucking off out of her life.
"My, my... The money I could make if I had a camera..." Nabiki salivated. The two girls unconsciously clung to one another, dimly aware of the faint sweet aroma tickling their throat. Their bodies move closer to one another. Closer. Unconsciously, they reach out for one another, then their shoulders nudge into each other. From here, they both jump a little at the sudden contact, remembering the other was present.
Then, their heads tilt in, their lips move closer together and -
Shampoo quickly pushed Nabiki away. Not hard, but enough to create some distance.
"Phew!" Nabiki wiped the back of her hand against her forehead. "Okay. So they've decided to gay it up around here. Great."
"Nabiki! No be homophobic!"
"What? No! My sister's closet bi, I'm good with the gays."
"That have lot of 'I have black friend' energy..."
Nabiki scowled at the admittedly extremely sexually attractive Chinese woman, with her cute face, large perky breasts, slim figure, thighs that could crush a coconut and - Oh, she was bi too. That was quite the revelation. Come to think, Shampoo probably was a little as well, which is why Ranma's curse didn't bother her at all.
Not too far away, the tender reassurances that Kuno and Mousse were giving one another were very quickly turning into a 'kissing practise' session.
"You are sure that she'll like this?" Mousse asked, before returning to plant his lips along Kuno's neck and jawline in a long, sloppy trail.
"Trust me! A woman like that appreciates assertive men, and your lips will have her melting in your arms in no time at all. Much as I am, even now..."
"Okay, that it!" Cue Shampoo leaping across the cave to kick the two of them in the side of the head. "You two be big dumb! Too too stupid, you really fall for obvious trick?"
"I think that might be the problem," Nabiki interjected. "This place seems pretty flexible in how it gets you. They probably have a lot of experience in dealing with stubborn prudes, while this is our first time through the cave."
You can call this the Columbo principle. It's something the character said in his very first appearance: For a murderer, it's usually their first time. For a homicide detective, it's every day of their lives.
This left Nabiki thinking carefully about how thoroughly screwed they were - and she very much did not want to be screwed! No matter the strategy they employ, there's an easy counter to it.
"If we stick close, that gives them a chance to lace the air ahead with some kind of aphrodisiac and get us all hot under the collar," Nabiki said.
"Hrmph, well, I could hardly leave you alone," Kuno said. "Ladies should not venture forth without an escort, no matter how mighty you might be."
"That's right, Shampoo!" Mousse said, grabbing Kuno's shoulders because he's still a blind idiot. "The mere thought of this tunnel reducing you to a wild beast, unable to do anything but sate the basest of base urges... That thought fills me with!"
"Shampoo no want to know what that fill your stupid head with!" Shampoo interrupted. "Hrmph! If split up, that make it easier for them to set up other trap, right?"
Nabiki nodded along, glad that Shampoo at least had the sense to see where she was coming from. A ghost flit by her head at this point, and at a volume almost barely audible to human hearing whispered "Hey, she's hot and smart, just what I'm looking for!"
Cue Shampoo hucking salt at Nabiki, banishing the ghost before it could plant any more ideas in her head. Not that she was paying it much mind at the moment. Watch each other, their own innate sex appeal does half the work for them. Don't watch, and they risk missing something. There were clear and ready exploitable weaknesses in whatever they did. And having those two idiot boys along for the ride really wasn't going to help matters!
Nonetheless! Nabiki's own sense of pride meant she outright refused to be beaten! She'd entered this place a perfectly sensible girl who was not controlled by her lust. She would leave it that way, too!
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