**Trying to be Mature. **
Waluigi had dragged him upstairs and had started to get them both tipsy within the hour. Luigi didn't mind though, he was bored, fratello was out, and Waluigi certainly had interesting things planned for tonight.
"Y'know." Waluigi slammed the bottle of wine he was drinking down on the floor, "We should dare each other."
"Dare?" Luigi pulled his wine glass away from his mouth. "Like Truth or Dare?"
Waluigi nodded, laughing, "Hurry up and empty a bottle."
Luigi only set down an empty bottle he had already, nodding at it. "Spin it." He said.
The taller complied, taking the bottle and spinning it furiously on the floor. "Whoa, slow down!" he said after watching it.
When the bottle came to a halt, it stopped pointing at Waluigi. He held his arms out as he said, "Dare me."
"Alright." Luigi giggled, immature thoughts entering his head, "Take off your shirt."
"Ugh, you're a pansy." Waluigi started to do the task anyway, Luigi was so glad he was just wearing his jeans today. Waiting for him to undo overall straps would be hard for him. Satisfied with seeing the taller throw his shirt to the side and his chest showing (wait, were those – was that a forming six pack? Luigi had to be drunk), Luigi reached forward and grabbed the bottle.
"You didn't spin it right." Waluigi commented as Luigi let the bottle go into a crazy spin.
"I don't care." Luigi watched as the bottle slowed down, aiming at himself.
With a laugh, the taller made the comment about the spinning pattern, then asking for a truth or dare.
Luigi felt brave. Grinning he said, "Dare."
Waluigi seemed to think as he rubbed his bare arm against the floor. "You take your shirt off."
"Alright." As long as he was stripping in front of Waluigi he'd be happy.
Waluigi then took his turn, bottle ending up back on Luigi. With a giggle, Luigi took a sip of wine as he said, "Dare me."
"Hmm hmm!" Waluigi smiled deviously as he said, "Take off your pants, darling."
Luigi gave an airy laugh, setting his glass down next to him as he said, "You just want to see my underwear."
"Maybe."
Giggles escaped the shorter as he undid his jean button and zipper, going slow so he'd tease the taller. He looked over and smiled, enjoying that hungry look he was getting as he slid his jeans down slowly. Waluigi seemed to mutter something like, "Hurry up."
"Patience is a virtue." Luigi laughed, pulling his jeans down further – to his knees before he remembered that what he really wanted to be seen in was in the drawer.
Finally, Luigi kicked his jeans to the other side of the room, rolling onto his side and laying there with his legs open. "This OK?"
Waluigi's pants started to have a bulge in them. He just looked down at the bottle and muttered, "Spin it…"
Reaching forward, Luigi said "Oh, you know you like it."
The bottle spun again, the end pointing at Waluigi's arm – which was still technically Waluigi. He sat up and grinned, "Dare."
"Your pants look kinda tight." Luigi purred, "Take them off."
Waluigi's eyebrows rose as he started to reach for the button, "You really wanna see this?"
"Just your boxers." Luigi smiled.
Waluigi yanked the zipper on his jeans down before cocking his head, "Y'know, I could tease you like you teased me…"
Oh don't. Luigi thought.
"…but I won't." Waluigi started to chuck the clothing off, throwing it over his shoulder and laying there in his own boxers. "My turn." He sang.
Luigi took another sip of wine, waiting for the bottle to stop spinning – thinking about his next dare. No truths, just dares. Maybe Waluigi would make him take his boxers off? He was actually kind of expecting that. Maybe he'd get Waluigi to do something nasty to him – ugh, he felt like such a gay slut right now! He didn't know what he wanted now…
"Hey, truth or dare?" Waluigi snapped Luigi out of his daydream.
"Oh! Dare me!" Luigi yelled, still not certain he was ready for it.
Waluigi's devious smile returned, "How'd I know?" he winked, "Mind letting me see what other underwear you got?"
Luigi felt himself turn red, "Go ahead." He started to chug the rest of his wine.
Waluigi was already up and going through the drawers before Luigi could finish the glass, and made a sound when he was pouring a refill.
"I dare you…" Waluigi turned from the dresser, holding (Oh shit he found it.) some of Luigi's more mature undergarments, "…to put this on for me."
"In front of you?"
"That'd ruin the fun." Waluigi whined.
"Fine, gimme." Luigi got up, snatching the garment from the taller and marching to the bathroom.
oOo
Luigi was suddenly much sober.
He was standing in front of the mirror, seeing that – yes, this fancy, gay sluttish clothing fit him well. Daisy knew his clothes size like the back of her hand.
For some reason, Daisy thought that dark green, tight pants (which, surely made Luigi's ass feel big) with the thighs cut out and elastic straps connecting the bottom part to the top was defiantly Luigi's style. He felt the straps were elastic for a reason, someone to pull them and make them snap back. Along with that, Daisy had shoes attached to the bottom, so he wasn't in socks anymore. Luigi actually looked taller wearing this.
A couple of inches less Waluigi would have to kneel to kiss him.
Luigi smacked himself, getting those thoughts out of his head. Yes, the wine was still in his system. He looked at himself in the mirror, running a hand up his thigh and around his ass. Oh boy, I'd fuck myself. He thought.
"Luigi! You bailing out on the dare?" Waluigi knocked and called.
"Hang on!" Luigi ran his other hand on the other side, getting a feel for this clothing. "I'm making sure I'm comfortable…"
"I'm just gonna rip it off soon." He heard Waluigi mutter.
Luigi stiffened and his heart started to race. He watched as he face turned red, and he grabbed his thighs.
Oh, so Waluigi wanted sex?
The wine started to take over again, Luigi gave his reflection a glare and he mouthed, "Fuck the daylights outta me then."
** I don't know. I failed. I. Can't. Do. It. Oirjgkldjf djfjdgadf gkjdgjfgkj! Shmeeeeehhhhh...
Another update for ya'll. Hope it's passable. Been busy as crap with school and babysitting that I don't wanna do and blablabla. **