Author's Notes: Yet another chapter. Well, I don't really plan my fics at all, but after I'm doing filling the prompt, would you guys be interested in reading ficlets afterwards? Like scenes from this "verse", but not necessarily in chronological order? This is an AU, and I could continue the story beyond what was asked, but I would like some feedback first.

Disclaimer: Lightning in dental scrubs should be a reality. Alas, it is not...because I don't own S-E.

"Shall we go then, sunshine?" Her client led her into the spacious kitchen and dining table. The plates of food looked absolutely scrumptious. If she'd known better, it seemed like the redhead got up really early, just by the amount of food and mess on the kitchen counters.

Gazing away from the plates, Claire tilted her head up and saw the couple kissing. They noticed her watching, and with a smirk, her "escort" to the kitchen pulled away, and pushed out the chairs for both women. How…gentlemanly of her, Claire thought immediately. The taller one sure had an aura of arrogance to her, but she had seen worse.

"Eat up!"

"Cheers!" With that, the women started enjoying the food, silverware clattering against the porcelain plates. Buttering her toast, Claire was content to just observe her…eccentric clients. No, they definitely weren't the normal kind she always entertained. There was something alluring about the both of them. She has been trying to figure out who they were, even though she was under contract not to reveal any clients' identities. But somehow they did seem familiar…oh, now there was an interesting picture. Watching the redhead nip at her eggs, almost puckering her lips as she chewed, Claire couldn't help it as the mental images were invading her mind at the sight.

Her head was hurting, her body was aching, moving with the motions of the two, currently sandwiched between them. She might have had a little too much to drink. Yet Lady Lightning was not one to back down from anything. A job's a job, and she will reap the rewards. Taking a deep breath, she kissed one of them right on the lips.

"What do you want me to do?" She asked both her clients.

She kissed her clit before sucking at the nub, enjoying the sight of their escort above her head. Vanille had a feeling that she was a virgin; that or she wasn't used to fucking women. Either way, Fang and she'll have a great time with this one. Who knew women in Bodhum could be so attractive? "Lady Lightning" gave her dear wife Fang a run for her money in eye candy-ness. She could get used to this.

"Ahh!" She gasped out as one pair of hands were fixated on her chest while the other was playing around, teasing her inner thighs as it gently raked nails across the skin. The light pressure was hardly satisfying her growing desire, and her head wasn't helping. It was throbbing with the faintest amount of light when she opened her eyes, succumbing to closing them as the caresses increased.

'No, you're Lady Lightning. Clients clamor for your attention, not the other way around,' Claire mentally chided herself. She needed to keep a cool head, or she'll never get out of here as she promised. She never slept with a woman before, let alone having a completely female threesome, but somehow she was finding the concept to...offer her services again extremely tempting.

...Now where did that come from? Breaking her gaze on the redhead, she bit into the toast. Its buttery goodness had her licking her lips afterwards, savoring the taste, the crunch of the bread between her jaws. Why, she hadn't had a decent breakfast in...weeks it seemed. Being a dentist assistant can be hectic, and she always grabbed breakfast on the go. A home cooked meal was just what she had been craving.

Speaking of cravings, it seemed as if that sausage was what her other client desired. Lady Lightning had to be a master of unnoticeable glances, but what she saw...was flaring up the growing heat in her body. Using the knife and fork, her client tore up the patty into pieces, before stabbing one with the fork and putting it in her mouth. In her eyes, the action was slower than it seem, the fork sliding out inch by inch as her canines had a tight grip on the meat.

Teeth were nipping on the outer shell of her ear, before moving lower to her neck, seeking out her pulse. Mouth hovered over the area, she slowly breathed out, heating up her skin as well. Her head throbbed some more, blood feeling like it was racing throughout her body.

"Urgh," she moaned out, not used to the sensation. Whatever they were doing to her body, she wanted more. Gasping slightly as her tongue tickled her skin, her legs were writhing in her other client's confines. She desperately felt the need to move, that lying still would be the death of her.

"Hey…is the toast no good?"

Crap. She had been gazing off into space and was found out in the process. She had been chewing the same piece over two hundred times. Well, wasn't this just great? Now she was the center of attention as both women were staring at her as if they were waiting for her to crack. 'Quick, think of something, anything!' She thought, fighting the growing blush on her cheeks at the thought of being caught. They probably thought she was…weird and prone to dreaming even though that wasn't her true self. Then again, was Lady Lightning her true self as well?

Time to back away from that train of thought.

"No. It's great…only that…I don't remember your names." Yes, that sounded like a nice excuse to the abnormal daydreaming. Besides, she really didn't remember, not even the aliases they provided.

"What, does Lady Lightning want our names? Or our real ones?" The dark-haired woman spoke up, grinning in amusement. Adding to her inquiry, she continued, "My name's Yun, my wife's Dia. That is…about it."

"Yun and Dia, huh? It's…just that you have-" and Lightning stopped, mostly because she thought it inappropriate to ask.

"An accent, is what you're trying to say?" A nod in response, slightly hesitant, because after all, it was none of her business.

"Well, if you haven't noticed yet, Sunshine, the missus and I aren't from around these parts." Nodding her head over to Dia, she reaffirmed the statement.

"Nope, we're just here on vacation~!" She pepped out, before eating another bite of her eggs.

As she predicted, those two were vacationing. It made more sense now, what with the accents. Although she can secretly admit to herself that it was…an attractive accent to say the least. Not many of her other clients had anything near theirs.

"Lady Lightning, huh? What an interesting choice…"

Her ears perked up at the sound of the voice. She never heard anyone with that kind of accent. They would make interesting clients, but would it be worth it? Heh, that wasn't a thought fitting for one of the most requested entertainers here. Money is money, the more the better. And the faster she wouldn't have keep up with this double life. Sooner or later, Serah will notice something. Perhaps she will slip up one day and the jig would be up.

"I guess you're my clients then."

"You guess right." Hmm, she never had a lesbian couple as company. Maybe only a couple of them individually, sometimes secretly they would try and flirt with her, but nothing happened beyond that. She already told Lebreau she would be meeting them, like any other work. But this was special; this was part of the payment. She really shouldn't be surprised; escorting her clients around the town sounded like a piece of cake. What she was more interested was how they "knew" her. Obviously, they didn't seem like they saw an ad and decided to pay off an escort specially named after a weather phenomenon just for their jollies.

Then again…there was no way to completely know a person.