Hello once again, my friends and readers. H.B.E.D. is here, presenting another Senran Kagura story. I'm sorry I haven't been so active (I'm lazy, so sue me), but I just had a random idea I had to write. And why write a Senran Kagura story you ask? Simple: because I can. And in the end, isn't that the reason we need to practice our craft? Anyway, I'll just quit my chattering and get to writing.
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"Haha! Check it little lady: straight!" the yakuza stated, slamming his cards onto the table. Hikage looked over the hand. True to his word, a straight from 5 to 9 lay before her. If only he had a 5 and 7 of hearts, then he would have had a straight flush. Still, it was a pretty good hand, too good for the idiot. It would be all the more fulfilling when she kicks him down a peg.
"Well," he challenged, his scarred face mere inches from hers, the rancid stench of cheap booze and even cheaper cigarettes spilling from his mouth. "Top that" he sneered
"…Okay" she simply said, laying down her hand: three 7s and a pair of queens, a full house. Hikage won, again.
The yakuza dropped to his knees, flabbergasted by what he saw. He watched in dismay as the golden-eyed greenette swept her arm over the table, shoving every poker chip on it into a large green bucket with a cartoony snake painted on it.
Without so much as a single word to the man, Hikage excused herself from the table. She'd made about 80,000,000 yen tonight, so it was time to call it a night. However, as she turned to leave, the yakuza's hand grabbed her wrist.
"Just what the hell kind of game are you playing!?" he demanded, the sparks of rage beginning to burn in his eyes.
"…Last I checked, it was poker," she said plainly, almost in a bored tone.
"Don't get smart with me, you bitch!" he yelled, now on his feet and clutching both her arms. "You cheated! You must have! There's no way anybody's as good as you! Especially a dumb bitch like you!" Looking over his shoulder, she shrugged over a pair of dark-dressed men to his side. With a smirk and a perverted look in his eye, he said "And my boys and I are going to prove it."
He turned her around, arms still in his grasp as his boys walked around her. When they were in position, their hands fell all over her body. They rubbed her sides, her legs, her back, anywhere their filthy hands could land. They especially took their sweet time feeling up her breasts and ass. If she was disgusted or scared by their actions, she wasn't showing it. Instead, her usual dead look just stared forward, almost as if she was completely ignoring them. However, her eyebrows twitched a little when she felt a hand slip under her shirt and another into her pants.
Enough was enough at that point. She can handle some lame jerk trying to cop a feel now and then. But there was only one person who was allowed near such sensitive areas on her body. And last time Hikage checked, SHE wasn't the one feeling her up through her underwear at the moment. With no resistance at all, she yanked her arms out of the yakuza's hands, grabbed his cohorts by the collars of their shirts, and promptly slammed their heads together. She then unceremoniously dropped the dead weight onto the ground. She didn't care if they still had their hands in her clothes, thus dragging down her tattered yellow tube top and blue jeans, leaving her exposed in her snakeskin pattern bra and panties. She just wanted those idiots to stop.
Pulling her clothes back up her body, and covering her underwear, she then turned to the yakuza. "Listen, idiot," she said, "if you just wanted to get your rocks off on some girl, there are plenty in the brothel next door. But, to use the excuse of me cheating at cards to molest me?" She then grabbed his greasy hair and dragged him to her eye level. When he was eye-to-eye with her, a murderous, almost psychotic look fell over them. And the yakuza could swear her pupils narrowed, like a snake's. "Well then," she hissed, her voice dripping with venom. "That just gives me all the more reason to skin you where you stand!"
Half a minute later, Hikage left the underground casino. Her prize in hand: a single large gold coin in a black velvet box, nestled safely in her pocket. As she left, she bid the bouncer at the door a good night and promised 'same time next week'. Speaking of time, she pulled out her phone, checking how long she's been playing. The clock on her phone read 3:00 A.M., meaning she'd been gambling for a solid hour. She was amazed at herself: usually, she'd be gambling for two hours, three if she was on a hot winning streak. Of course, she also usually arrived earlier than she did that night. But, she was running late that day, so she had to skip a few of her usual games to get to the tables before they were all taken. Still, she remarked to herself, it was a good night.
(The same couldn't be said for the yakuza from earlier, however. After being so scared by Hikage that he wet himself, he fainted dead in her grasp. Seeing how pathetic this so-called "tough guy" really was, she let out a bored sigh and dropped him. While he was unconscious, she looked over his body, planning to steal and pawn off some of the stuff she had. When she saw the corner edge of a playing card peek out of his sleeve, she promptly turned him in for cheating, thus gaining an extra 10,000 yen bounty. As for what happened to him while Hikage was leaving, …the less known, the better.)
Ever so gently, the door swung open. Slowly, not making a sound, Hikage crept into her apartment. Technically, it wasn't HER apartment, per se, but with how many times she stayed there, it might as well be. With practiced ease, she closed the door, not making a sound. Releasing the breath she didn't know she was holding, she trudged over to the living room sofa, plopping down, and sighed. Finally, she would rest, recharge, and count her ill-gotten spoils. Pulling the large wad of yen banknotes from her cleavage, she counted it. For a moment, the only sound heard was the rustling of paper money and her own steady breathing. After a few minutes, she was done (with a total of 84,423,755 yen, or roughly $850,000.00, give or take 100), she let out a long groan and stretched herself out. Ever since she started gambling to earn a little extra money, she always found herself tired afterward. She didn't know why, she didn't do anything. All she did was do what she did best: read people. It was practically second nature to her, and her shinobi training made that nature easier. Usually, this talent was best used for telling if a supposed ally was trying to lead you into a trap. She never realized how it could help her at card games until recently.
As usual, the girls of the Crimson Squad were once again strapped for cash. Food was running scarce, clothing was in tatters, and everybody was in a foul mood. They could always go to their girlfriends for financial aid, but their pride as ninjas wouldn't allow it. So, instead, they took up part-time jobs and the occasional contract to make ends meet. Of course, they used aliases and disguises to keep their identities hidden, but eventually, it grew too tiring. Eventually, they quit and finally fell back to their lovers for support. All except for Hikage. She wanted to prove she didn't need her lover to survive, even if she wanted to. But, even if she wanted to, she didn't want to end up like the rest of her team. Especially if she ended up like Mirai. All she needed was some new clothes and Yagyuu took her to a Victoria's Secret. Why the hell did she need to go there? It's not like she had anything to show off. Maybe the squid girl wanted to use her as a dress-up doll. That was the only explanation as to why the cycloptic good shinobi would take the other cycloptic girl to an adult lingerie shop.
Shaking out the image of a china doll Mirai dressed in sexy lingerie, especially when she didn't have anything to fill them with, she made her way to the small kitchenette. Opening the fridge, she pulled out a premade bowl of ramen. She shook her head: of course, there would be bowls of ramen in there, she could swear the blonde practically lived off of ramen. Still, food was food and even better if it was free. As she removed the plastic wrap from the bowl and made her way to the hot water dispenser, she failed to notice a rather curvy figure standing in the alcove between the living room and bedroom.
"AHEM!" the figure said, finally catching Hikage's attention. Looking up, dead goldenrod eyes fell upon energetic blues. A practical curtain of golden blonde hair fell over her back, stopping at her knees. Her heavily developed womanly body curved in all the right places, giving her an appearance women would kill to have and men would kill to use. All this adds to the fact that she was dressed in only an oversized button-up shirt and a pair of striped panties and Hikage remembered one of the reasons she'd fallen in love with Katsuragi.
"And where have you been tonight?" Katsuragi asked, tapping her foot in agitation.
"Out," Hikage replied plainly as she poured the hot water into her bowl of ramen.
"Out where?" Kat asked sharply.
"Just, out," Hikage replied.
"Out gambling, maybe?" Kat stated more than asked.
"And if I was?" Hikage retorted as she let her ramen cook. "I'm making good money, you should be grateful."
"How is your gambling supposed to make me grateful?" Katsuragi asked.
"I cover my expenses, you don't have to waste a single yen on me," Hikage explained.
"But it's wrong!" Katsuragi exclaimed. "Those games, and I'm using the term 'games' loosely, are rigged. Sure, you make a few yen at the start, but before long, you've lost everything, but can't stop."
"That's why I don't play the slots," the greenette said as she stirred her ramen. "I prefer card games myself, especially poker. I'm competing against other people."
"That's not what I'm talking about!" Katsuragi exclaimed in exasperation. Taking a moment to take a deep breath and collect herself, she continued in a calmer tone. "If this is really about money, I'd be more than happy to take care of what you need. You know that, right?"
"Of course I do," Hikage said before she began eating. She took her time, savoring the taste of real food for a while before continuing. "I just can't allow myself to be indebted to anybody, even my girlfriend," she explained. "Usually, when you owe somebody something, they're more than willing to take their pound of flesh, sometimes literally." She sighed, a flash of sadness briefly ghosting across her face before she returned to her usual emotionless facade. "At least, that's what Hinata would say before, you know," she murmured before stuffing more noodles and slices of pork into her mouth.
Katsuragi sighed, nodding. "I understand," she said softly, knowing that when her lover mentioned her old sempai, she was serious. Having been dating for such a short time, the two were still learning each other's quirks and histories. Over time, each shinobi in love picked up on key features about their partner. For Hikage, she learned to never mention the blonde's parents abandoning her, unless she wanted one of her girlfriend's large metallic combat boots to leave a painful imprint on her. As for Katsuragi, after she learned about Hinata and how important the gang leader was to her, she knew that whenever Hikage mentioned her, she was serious.
The air was thick with tension as Hikage ate in silence. She could tell that her girlfriend wanted to say more but was being respectful of her privacy. Looking over at her, she could read Katsuragi like an open book. She wanted to help Hikage, in any way she needed, but knew that any actions could be interpreted as sticking her nose where It didn't belong.
Eventually, the tension was too much for either shinobi, Hikage especially. Finishing her ramen, she placed the now empty bowl in the kitchen sink to clean at a later time. She then went over to Katsuragi, took her hand, and led her to the dining room table. As soon as Katsuragi took her seat, she took the one directly across from her and pulled out a sealed box of professional playing cards. Opening the box, she pulled out the new cards, pulled out the jokers from the deck, and quickly shuffled the deck. "We'll be playing 5 Card Draw," she told her. "If I win, we drop this entire conversation, and you will ignore any future games I play," she said. "Fair enough," Katsuragi said, her usual perkiness returning. "But, if I win," she said, "then not only do you stop gambling altogether, but you have to let me spoil you and take you out on a shopping expedition this weekend." "I accept," Hikage acknowledged as she began dealing cards between the two of them. Cards in hand, and a shuffled deck laid out between the both of them, Katsuragi and Hikage stared each other down. The energy between them crackled with electricity, their fighting spirits coming out. The game had officially begun.
Hikage looks down at her hand, carefully analyzing her play. She currently had a pair of 7s, an 8, and a pair of jacks. 'Not bad, two pairs right off the start,' she thought. 'I could trade in my 8, and possibly go for a full house. Even if I don't get it, I'll still have the pair as a good fallback play,' she strategized. 'Wait, should I go for the full house?' she asked herself. 'If I try and end up stuck with the two pairs, I'm more or less screwed,' she realized. '…What am I saying?' she realized. 'Two pairs is still a nice hand. Either way, this win is mine to take. But, just to be safe, I wonder what Katsuragi is planning.'
Casting her eyes up to examine her golden girlfriend, she froze. Katsuragi had her tongue out, brow furrowed, and seemed deep in concentration. All the while, she was pulling cards out of her hand and placing them back into her hand in random positions, like she was trying to decipher some sort of code in them. "…Katsuragi-chan," Hikage said, her tone sounding very close to an annoyed groan, "do you know how to play poker?" "Eh, more or less," she admitted, her concentration not faltering from her hand. "I know that you need cards with high numbers on them, right?" Hikage nodded once, saying "That's part of it." "And they need to be in some sort of a pattern?" Katsuragi questioned. Again, Hikage nodded. "So then, what kind of pattern can I make with a 3, a 5, some guy, a lady, and the letter A?" she asked.
At that moment, Hikage was so thankful for her inability to feel emotions, for if she could, her palm would have slammed itself onto her face so hard, that she'd have knocked herself out. She could feel her left eye twitch a little though, something trying to force its way out of her. Taking a deep breath, she sighed before telling her girlfriend "Two things: #1; you lose with that hand, and #2; you never tell people what cards you have in your hand. That should be obvious."
"Hey! Cut me some slack, Hikage-chan!" Katsuragi bemoaned. "This is my first time playing poker!" "But you told me you know how to play," Hikage said plainly. "Knowing how to play and having played are two different things!" Katsuragi explained. Hikage said nothing, admitting silently that Katsuragi had a point. "Either way," she said, "you don't have anything you can use, while I," she laid down the cards in her hand, "have a pair of 7s and a pair of Jacks." "Oh! So the men are called 'Jacks'," Katsuragi remarked in amazement. "Mine looks a lot different than both of yours though. See?" She pulled out the 'man' in her hand, showing it to Hikage. "…That's a king," Hikage simply told her girlfriend. "It is?" Katsuragi asked as she looked over her card. "Where does it say that?" she asked.
"That's not important, and I'll explain all the cards later," Hikage said. "What is important is that I won this round," she said. "You need to pay for losing," she explained. "Pay?" Katsuragi asked, "With what?" Hikage paused, realizing one key factor they both overlooked. "That's a good question," she said. "Normally, we'd wager money in each game until one of us only has the clothes on their back left." Suddenly, Katsuragi perked up, one of her signature perverted smiles, the same one she had whenever she was groping another girl's breasts, blooming across her face. Picking herself up out of her chair, Katsuragi simply told her girlfriend "I'll be right back," and left.
Hikage just leaned back in her chair, pondering what insanity her perverted blonde bombshell of a girlfriend was planning this time. Fortunately, she didn't have to wonder for long, as Katsuragi returned to the dining room, fully dressed. She still had on her button-up white shirt, but now it was fully buttoned, covering any skin she was showing scant minutes ago. Not only that, but she had on a black skirt, a black tie, and her signature hair ties. For some reason, Katsuragi returned wearing her Hanzo school uniform. However, Hakige noticed that she was holding something in her left hand. She couldn't make out what it was at the moment, but as soon as Katsuragi took her seat and dropped it onto the table, Hikage felt what she thought arousal felt like. Laying on the table, right overtop the shuffled deck of cards, were Katsuragi's panties, crumpled up and wrinkly from being balled up in her hand. "I thought it'd be more fun if we wagered the clothes on our backs," Katsuragi explained. "See, you have five pieces of clothing on you, and I have four. Whoever strips their girlfriend naked first wins," she explained. "…Five?" Hikage asked. "Yep! Yep!" Katsuragi stated before counting off all the clothes Hikage was wearing. "Your socks, pants, shirt, bra, and panties! I only have my hair ties, skirt, shirt, and tie," she explained.
Hikage just sat there, processing exactly what her girlfriend had told her. When it finally clicked with her, all she did was nod. "Winner gets to choose which clothes the loser has to give up," she stated before shuffling the deck again and dealing out a new hand for them both. Katsuragi enthusiastically nodded as she took her hand of cards and began looking them over. Hikage also looked over her hand, letting out a small huff as she saw she had nothing. She pulled out two cards from her hand, placed them next to the deck, and drew out two more. Fortunately for her, she ended up with a pair of 9s. She already had one in her hand, so she had a three-of-a-kind at the moment. Looking up at Katsuragi, she saw her remove only one card and replace it with another from the deck. Her girlfriend's disappointed face told her that she didn't like the card she was dealt. "You ready?" Hikage asked. Katsuragi just sighed loudly as she nodded. Nodding back, the two laid down their hands, revealing Hikage as the winner with her three-of-a-kind beating Katsuragi's lonely pair of 8s. Hikage nodded before taking the cards and reshuffling them back into the deck. "I'll take your shirt," she simply said. Instantly, Katsuragi perked up, her smile returning before it shifted into a flirty smirk as she slowly unbuttoned her shirt, turning her loss into a strip tease for her girlfriend. When the final button was undone, Katsuragi turned her back to Hikage, giving her a playful wink before she slowly slid the shirt off her body and flung it straight onto her face. Hikage didn't waste any time in pulling her winnings off her face, her eyes instantly shifting to stare at Katsuragi's perfectly soft-looking breasts.
Katsuragi jutted her chest out, making her breasts bounce and sway hypnotically. She wasn't afraid to admit how much she loved having such a sexy body, especially whenever she or Hikage made each other scream in orgasmic pleasure. "And there's plenty more where that came from," she promised, raising her skirt just enough to reveal one of her naked butt cheeks and give it a good spank, making the flesh there jiggle. Pleased with her teasing, she took her seat again, making sure to brush her hair behind her to not obstruct her girlfriend's view of her bountiful bosom.
With a silent sigh and a slight roll of her eyes, Hikage once again shuffled and dealt their cards. Outside, she was stone silent, but inside, she was smiling. She had a perfect straight flush in her hands: all diamonds, 8 to queen. She was slightly annoyed that she didn't get a king and an ace, but she was still happy with her hand.
Looking up at her girlfriend, she noticed her smiling. Brightly. Very brightly. 'What is she smiling about?' she pondered. 'Maybe she likes how the cards in her hand look,' she guessed. Shrugging, she waited for Katsuragi to make her move.
To her surprise, she discarded all but one of her cards, pulling four more out from the deck. Hikage kept an eye on Katsuragi's hand at all times, expecting her to try and cheat. Mentally, she slapped herself. 'Katsuragi won't cheat,' she thought, 'she doesn't have anywhere to hide if she did. And besides, she's a good ninja, and good ninja's never cheat.' Satisfied with her musing, she watched as Katsuragi discarded two more cards and pulled another pair from the deck.
"You ready?" she asked, to which the blonde nodded. Hikage laid her hand down first, revealing her straight flush in diamonds. "Wow," Katsuragi said, "that looks like a good hand." Hikage nodded. "Does mine look as good?" she asked before laying her hand down. Looking down at her girlfriend's cards, Hikage nearly fell out of her chair, but instead, in a rare glimpse of a moment, she showed some emotion. Shock, to be precise.
Hikage looked at her girlfriend's hand again, not believing what she was seeing. An ace. A king. A queen. A Jack. And a 10. Somehow, as if by some sort of black-magic good ninja witch-craft, Katsuragi ended up with a freaking royal flush! A STRAIGHT royal flush, in hearts!
"So, did I win?" Katsuragi asked, completely oblivious to how thoroughly she decimated Hikage's hand. "…Yeah, you won," Hikage admitted, seeing her girlfriend beam. "Okay," she began, "we can go about this one of two ways: you can either buy back your clothes and make the game go longer, or"
"Bra! Off! Now!" Katsuragi instantly commanded. "Yeah, should have seen that coming," Hikage silently sighed as she began undressing. As soon as her top was off, she reached behind herself to undo the clip of her snakeskin bra. With a soft 'click', the bra came undone, drooping as she pulled the shoulder straps off her and the weight of her impressive assets were liberated. Once free of the article of clothing, she moved to drop it onto the table, only for Katsuragi to snatch it from her hands with a playful "yoink!"
As her girlfriend enjoyed her prize, Hikage pulled her shirt back on, hearing Katsuragi whine in disappointment. "You can play with my boobs as much as you want when you win," she said plainly. "I'm holding you to it," Katsuragi stated with a playful wink.
The following half hour passed by in a hurry. Both ninjas took their fair share of wins and losses, stripping each other of their clothing. After her victory in obtaining Hikage's bra, Katsuragi went on to win Hikage's shirt and socks, exposing her girlfriend's chest. In turn, Hikage retaliated by winning Katsuragi's hair ties and school tie, leaving just her skirt.
As the pair played their game, their more carnal desires for each other began to flare up. Hikage shifted in her seat, trying to quell the heat that was forming between her legs as she had to bear witness to Katsuragi taking every opportunity to tease and tempt her with her body. Sometimes she would yawn loudly and stretch herself out, making sure Hikage could see her jut out her breasts as far as she physically could. Other times, she would "accidentally" drop one of her cards, bending over in a very un-ladylike way to grab it, exposing her flush and wet seam, spending longer than needed to pick up what she dropped.
Hikage didn't want to admit it, but she was beginning to think playing strip poker with her girlfriend might have been a bad idea. She could feel her panties practically gluing themselves to her with how aroused she was getting. And she knew Katsuragi knew this as well, otherwise she wouldn't be tempting her like she was. On top of that, her hormones were interfering with her playing. It was getting harder for her to read her girlfriend or figure out what hand she was holding.
'Is she supposed to be a good ninja?' Hikage asked herself as she shimmied out of her torn jeans, leaving both girls with just one article of clothes left.
"Okay, last hand," Hikage stated as she shuffled the deck. After the roller-coaster of a game she was having with Katsuragi, she needed to end this before she exploded. At that point, she didn't care if she won or if Katsuragi did, all that mattered was that she was out of her, more than likely, ruined panties and in bed with her girlfriend.
In haste, she flung out their respective hands, starting their final game. Hikage looked down at her hand and nodded. She had an 8, a 9, two jacks, and a queen. The 8 and one of the jacks were diamonds, but the other cards were clubs. A few openings popped up before her: she could trade in one of her jacks and go for the straight, or trade-in her other cards and possibly pull another jack. Looking up at her girlfriend, she saw Katsuragi pull two cards from the deck. She copied her girlfriend's choice, discarding the 9 and queen to pull two from the deck as well. Unfortunately, in exchange for the cards she dropped, she ended up pulling another 9 and a queen, this time getting a 9 of spades and a queen of hearts instead. She sighed, upset that her play backfired on her. Across the table, Katsuragi pulled one card and was practically beaming with what she got. Hikage didn't like that look; she wasn't sure if that beaming smile was for how pretty Katsuragi thought the cards were, or if Katsuragi had a winning hand.
Hikage would never admit it, but she found reading the excitedly perverted blonde she had the pleasure of calling her girlfriend and possibly soul mate difficult. There were no consistent calls to Katsuragi: one minute she would be tapping her fingers in thought for a bad hand and the next that tapping would mean she was excited by her hand. Her ability to read her opponents was failing her. Add to that how turned on she was and how wet she was making her panties, just sitting across from a practically naked Katsuragi and it was proving nearly impossible for her to find a solid tell. Add to it that Katsuragi never really played poker before so she didn't know what counted as good and bad hands and Hikage realized that this was a bad idea. But, she was too far into the game now, so she had to see it through.
She traded in one of the jacks she had in her hand and pulled out a card from the deck. Looking over the card, she mentally cheered: she pulled a 10. She could still win this with a straight. But, she thought about Katsuragi. She had no idea what to expect from her. It would be wiser to try for a straight flush. But she wasn't sure how long it would take to get the flush, or if her shuffled deck would even allow her one.
She shook her head, banishing her worries. She still had a straight, that would be more than enough for a win against her. Besides, it was getting late. She had to finish this immediately so she could go to sleep.
"Alright, let's finish this," she said as she laid down her hand. "There, a straight," she said, pointing to her hand. Feeling proud of herself, she allowed a mere ghost of a smile to barely escape from her ironclad will. "Top that," she commanded.
Katsuragi smiled a 1,000,000-watt grin that seemed to blind her rock of a girlfriend. "Okay!" she stated proudly as she revealed her hand. Hikage looked over to Katsuragi's hand and fell into her seat. Two queens and a trio of 7s; a full house. Katsuragi won the game. "Yes!" she cheered, jumping in excitement, her breasts jumping as much as she was along with her skirt flying up. "I win! I win! I win! I win! I win!" she stated over and over. Taking a moment to compose herself, she swiftly placed herself between Hikage's legs, fingers grabbing onto the waistband of her emotionless girlfriend's panties. "And I'll be taking my prize now," she purred seductively as she pulled Hikage's panties off her hips and down her legs. Hikage didn't fight, she acknowledged her loss and let Katsuragi enjoy claiming her last prize. When the panties fell to her ankles, Katsuragi pulled them off, raising the wet piece of clothing to her face and inhaling her lover's heady scent.
"Well, congratulations," Hikage said as she picked herself up. She didn't show any embarrassment in being naked in front of Katsuragi, both women have seen each other naked countless times. What she was embarrassed about, however, was how wet she was and how much of that wetness was seeping down her thighs. Even the small downy thatch of green she kept trimmed neatly over her clit was wet. "You are a better poker player than I thought," she added. Groaning, she stretched herself out. "Anyway, it's late, and I'm going to bed," she said. "We'll talk about how I'll never gamble again and what I can do to supplement my team's lack of funds tomorrow," she added, "but right now, I'm going into your bedroom, going to crawl into your bed, and then just" "Oh no you don't!" Katsuragi declared, grabbing Hikage and pulling her flush against her. "I haven't gotten my prize yet," she purred to the greenette, lust flodding her vision. "What are you talking about?" Hikage asked. "You took all my clothes, you won." "Maybe," Katsuragi purred as she pressed her breasts against her girlfriend's, "but I still deserve a grand prize, don't you think?" Kikage didn't like the look Katsuragi was giving her. Arms still around Hikage's shoulders, she led her over to her bedroom and growled out a rather seductive "Come here!". In a flash, both women disappeared into the bedroom, the door closing soon after. No sooner did the door slam shut did it open again, Katsuragi's skirt flying out to join the long-forgotten pile of clothes on the dining room floor. Suffice it to say, neither girl was able to get any sleep that night until well after the sun rose.
ONE WEEK LATER…
The man at the table whimpered, watching all his hard-earned winnings disappear into the black and pink striped Victoria's Secret shopping bag Katsuragi brought with her. "Hey, don't beat yourself up," Katsuragi said pleasantly as she swept the last chips off the table. "You put up a good game and you had a lot of people tonight. I just got lucky, that's all," she said before gently patting the poor man on the shoulder. "Besides, there's always next time," she assured him as she made her way to Hikage's table.
Hikage didn't lift her eyes from the four-of-a-kind in her hand, her ears picking up the scuffling of chips in paper instantly. "How'd you do?" she asked plainly, not bothering to look up at the beaming smile of her girlfriend. "I think I won about 15,000,000 yen so far," Katsuragi said proudly. "Oh, good for you," Hikage replied in an almost bored tone. "I'll say!" Katsuragi replied. "My first night out here, and I'm making a killing! No wonder you do this so regularly," she said. "Just remember what I said about killings here," Hikage reminded. "Always make sure your lucky panties are clean before coming out?" Katsuragi asked. Hikage groaned, legitimately groaned at Katsuragi's attempt at perverted humor. "No; quit while you're ahead, and you'll still have your head on your shoulders," she rebutted. "Oh, right," Katsuragi giggled before nestling herself close to Hikage, her breasts smushing against Hikage's arm. "Although, I prefer having my head between your legs than on my shoulders," she purred as she gently rubbed Hikage's inner thigh.
One quick flick on her forehead was all that was needed to banish the blonde pervert. "Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?" Katsuragi pouts as she rubs the sore spot on her forehead. "Spoil sport," she muttered as she made her way to the pachinko machines. Hikage watched as her girlfriend exchanged her chips for buckets of steel balls, sighing to herself. "My fault," she admitted as she returned to her game. Ever since that night last week when she and Katsuragi played strip poker, Katsuragi was adamant that her girlfriend not go into the underground casino without her. When asked why she wanted to come with Hikage instead of outright banning her from coming to the establishment ever again, as was the agreed upon wager, Katsuragi answered that Hikage looked like she was having fun while they were playing, and it felt wrong to stop her from doing something she enjoyed doing.
While she was grateful for being allowed to make money her way again, she unfortunately had to take some form of punishment for losing. Said punishment was taking her girlfriend with her once a month. On paper it didn't sound like a bad thing, but in practice?
Hikage flinched slightly at hearing the litany of obscurities spilling out of Katsuragi's mouth from losing all her money on pachinko.
"Maybe earning money this way isn't worth it," she mused to herself, already thinking about how she could ask her girlfriend to loan her some money if it meant never bringing her back to a casino to lose it all.