Apartment MCA -2, AKA Reno-and-Rikku-land, Sunday Evening

[the_merriest]

Rikku probably would have felt like ridiculous, dressed in this studded leather teddy -- not exactly her usual style, you know??? -- if not for the way Reno's eyes were following her all around the room.

(Just his eyes. The rest of him was tied down pretty securely to the bedposts.)

"What I want is information," she snapped, smacking the riding crop against her own hand. "Names. Dates. Details of Turk movements. I want to know everything you know. And you'll tell me."

That got him a hard smack right in the center of his chest. "One way or the other."

If Reno started laughing at her, she was never going to play Turks Vs. Avalanche ever, ever again. He knew that, right?!

(Just for the Turk, zoto, and not going where you think it's going. >.> )

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[raspberryturk]

"Wark," Reno offered, because, look, he was every bit as put out by this as she was. It was just getting good! Not that they couldn't pick this up again later, of course, but her first time in the domme role? Her first time?

This was so unfair.

It was hard to properly express his dismay while drowning in the sheets, but there it was.

[the_merriest]

It was a good thing he couldn't say that out loud, because right about now she would have said it was her first and officially also her last. And once she calmed down a little, she'd retract that. (It was too fun not to try again, okay?)

She sighed and flopped down onto the bed so she could scoop up the tiny chicobo.

"Okay," she said. "Hiiii, you. I'll save you from the cat and the ferret. But you do not even know how much you owe me."

He should start thinking of ways to make it up to her.

... Later, when he had a brain bigger than the size of a pea. That might kind of hamper the process, right now.

[raspberryturk]

Truth. It was difficult to think thoughts that were properly sexy when you fit neatly into a teacup and your body weight mostly consisted of feathers.

It was easy to think of other ways to pass the time, though, like fluffing up and getting all comfy-like in Rikku's hands. They were warm and safe and she was making warm-safe-person sounds at him, so clearly snuggling in was the proper course of action, here.

"Kweh."