05.games
Shock. Utter shock, utter horror, utter...amusement.
It had started out simple enough, just another of his twisted mind-games. He was always playing his games, dangerous and not both. It was a strange addiction, perhaps, and a trait of his she hated with every last bone in her body. He was always betting her in games she couldn't win, manipulating that foolish pride she held.
"You lost, so you have to do what I ask," he had said, leaning against the cold wall and smirking as he always did. And that was how she found herself in this position, fingers clutching the black robe tightly, clinging to it, pulling it tighter around her. As if that would save her from his sadistic little grin, he pushing away from the wall, dropping a banana peel into the garbage can.
"You afraid of something, Larxene?" He smirked, and took her chin between forefinger and thumb, forcing her face up. "You afraid of what everyone will say to your... " a short laugh, "... new pantalones? If you actually do it, I'll let you put me in whatever you want."
Afraid. Afraid was something she had never been, afraid was something she wouldn't let herself. And the promise of humiliating him... Her own lips curled into a matching grin, and she jerked her face away from his hands, taking a step back.
"You're mad, Axel. Insane. Touched in the head," she laughed out, pulling the robe off slowly, twirling around slowly to prove to him she had, in fact, worn them. A simple pair of leather chaps, clinging to her curves...
And strangely missing a rear.
He laughed, oh, did he laugh. He had to lean against the wall for support, laughing at her while she trained her face in a practiced smirk of her own. She sashayed over to her bag, slowly, and bent over for him; the laughter slowly died out, and she could feel the heated stare on her. The posessiveness, the quiet claim he laid on her.
And when she turned around, she held out to him a pair of sheer, black silk pantyhose, winking innocently. She had finally had the chance to win. Finally, she had bested her rival; and all it took was a pair of... quite revealing pants.
"You lost this time, Axel."
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challenges:
.use the words "pantyhose", "pantalones" and "banana".
.find some way to include assless chaps.
(you just don't want to know. Consider this my comedic interlude.)