Sally picked her way through the crowded bar easily. That riding crop was really good for getting drunks to move, she noted. She’d have to remember to thank Une later. “Wufei!” she called as soon as she was in sight of him. “Wufei!”
Wufei’s head swung up from where it was resting by a stack of shot glasses. “Sally?” he croaked. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to see you, Wufei,” she said, patting his arm.
“But you left me for a kinky lesbian threesome with Noin and Une!”
The pile of blond hair on the other side of the table growled “Will you shut UP!”
“Well, that’s true,” Sally acknowledged, carefully adjusting her leather skirt and corset so she could sit on the barstool. “That’s why I’m here to talk to you.”
Wufei’s eyes narrowed, then crossed. He gave up and said “Why?”
Just then, Zechs slid off his stool in a boneless heap. Sally reached under the table and hauled him back up. “You’re not wearing panties,” he told her. “Isn’t that unhygienic? I thought you were a doctor!”
Wufei’s left nostril sprouted a trickle of blood, which Sally plugged up with a lace handkerchief she pulled out of her cleavage. “You’re just jealous because your ex-girlfriend would rather dress up in bondage gear and do Une with a strap-on than be with you,” she informed Zechs haughtily.
Wufei’s other nostril began bleeding, and Sally pulled out another handkerchief from somewhere within her corset.
“Aren’t those six-inch stiletto heels bad for your spine?” Zechs accused.
Sally huffed. “You’re just jealous because Noin would rather lick chocolate sauce off my naked, quivering body than yours.”
“She’s got you pegged, you know” the bartender told Zechs as Wufei passed out from blood loss.
“Thank God Trieze didn’t live to see this,” Zechs said mournfully, fumbling for another shot.
Re: taking a page from mikke's book!
Date: 2006-02-21 03:58 am (UTC)Wufei’s head swung up from where it was resting by a stack of shot glasses. “Sally?” he croaked. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to see you, Wufei,” she said, patting his arm.
“But you left me for a kinky lesbian threesome with Noin and Une!”
The pile of blond hair on the other side of the table growled “Will you shut UP!”
“Well, that’s true,” Sally acknowledged, carefully adjusting her leather skirt and corset so she could sit on the barstool. “That’s why I’m here to talk to you.”
Wufei’s eyes narrowed, then crossed. He gave up and said “Why?”
Just then, Zechs slid off his stool in a boneless heap. Sally reached under the table and hauled him back up. “You’re not wearing panties,” he told her. “Isn’t that unhygienic? I thought you were a doctor!”
Wufei’s left nostril sprouted a trickle of blood, which Sally plugged up with a lace handkerchief she pulled out of her cleavage. “You’re just jealous because your ex-girlfriend would rather dress up in bondage gear and do Une with a strap-on than be with you,” she informed Zechs haughtily.
Wufei’s other nostril began bleeding, and Sally pulled out another handkerchief from somewhere within her corset.
“Aren’t those six-inch stiletto heels bad for your spine?” Zechs accused.
Sally huffed. “You’re just jealous because Noin would rather lick chocolate sauce off my naked, quivering body than yours.”
“She’s got you pegged, you know” the bartender told Zechs as Wufei passed out from blood loss.
“Thank God Trieze didn’t live to see this,” Zechs said mournfully, fumbling for another shot.