L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

"Sure is~...I hope you've got enough fuel in the tank left because I've waited too long without having some real fun." Akari said, inviting Tanner into her home. A lovely apartment space with a few rooms, namely a bathroom, kitchenette area, two bedrooms, and a quaint living room space. "Not that our little crawl through the street vendors hasn't been fun, but-..." The Japanese woman would approach Tanner after shutting and locking the door, leaning in nice and close, their faces nearly touching. "I think you know what I really want." She said, licking her lips softly. "Question is...how do you wanna do this? I could freshen up, get changed, and we could jump straight into the 'main course' after all those appetizers." She said.

Tanner helped open the door with her heel before letting herself be led in by her host. "Damn," she said, partly at the living space that was nicer than anything she'd ever lived in but mostly at Akari's words. "Didn't think a girl like you could ever have a dry spell." She grinned cheekily.

The Wild Child had just about shucked her shoes off when, turning around, she found Akari right up in her face. Not that she minded, of course. Tanner quickly found one palm on each of Akari's hipbones and her fingertips digging possessively into the girl's waist. She bridged the gap ever so slightly, setting them nearly lip-to-lip. It took everything she had not to chase that teasing, swiping tongue. Damn shame they had to be good partners after a rockin' DJ set and romp through the night market.

Eventually, Tanner relented. "Go do your thing, hot stuff, and I'll pour us some more drinks? Nothin' too wild after all we just had. Maybe even virgin, who knows?" She used her grip to set Akari on her way towards her cleanup, then back-stepped herself towards what she thought was the kitchen. "I might not look it, but I know how to go slow sometimes... Draw things out." Tanner smooched the air, the unspoken kiss no doubt blowing across the room towards Akari. "Just point me to the good stuff?"

"Ooo~...Wine and dine kind of girl, hm~...Well, if you wanna set things in 'cruise control' mode, I'll play along~...Don't go keeping me waiting for too long, though. Even a finely aged bottle of wine needs to be opened and...appreciated." She said as she returned Tanner's blown kiss with a wink, punctuating her sentence with it. "Top cabinet, on the far right in the kitchenette area." Akari said as she turned toward her bedroom, quickly closing the door and looking for something...exquisite...to tease Tanner with. Eventually, she found an outfit to surprise the woman with, picking out a nice two-piece, black nightwear set...light and comfy, super breathable, and incredibly soft to the touch~...Perfect~

She stepped back out and decided to surprise her acquaintance, walking back into the living room and posing in the hallway, showing off her curves and features for Tanner's..."viewing pleasure"...

Spoiler

Akari slipped into her room, and the clock set to ticking. They'd finally gotten back to the DJ's house, and Tanner was in charge of drinks. Drinks, when there was probably a half-naked hottie in the next room over! Tanner's first thought was to pour some Sprite with half a shot of vodka like a horny college student. But fucked if she didn't need something to do with her hands. Somehow, she didn't think Akari would be too impressed if the Wild Child just dropped trou and started going to town in the middle of her kitchen. Besides, she knew how to mix mix. Why not take another opportunity to impress the girl she was about to bang?

It didn't take long for Tanner to get to work. She had everything she needed right here. Drawers opened and closed in a flash: Some salt and sugar around the rims of each glass, then a shot of tequila and a shot of rum. Top the shaker with whatever fruit juice she could find... in this case, apple juice. Squeeze half a lime and turn the other half into quarters. Shake, shake, shake, and...

"Holy shit!" Tanner almost dropped the goddamn drinks. By the time she looked up from her mixing, Akari was there. Dressed in... She didn't even know what to call it. All she knew was that she wanted to tear it the hell off. "Yowza. Fuck. Is that something people still say?" Tanner poured the drinks out. Really a sipper, no more than a shot in each glass. "God damn, girl, didn't even have to touch me to make me forget my words."

"Anyway..." She brought a glass over to Akari. "I call it D12. Like Dirty Dozen. Six ingredients, each with a, uh..." Shit, that silk really hugged all the right places down there, didn't it? "An evil alter ego in there somewhere. Or something. Thought, uh, thought it'd be a nice pull." Tanner licked her lips. "Ya... Ya like rap, right?"

Akari took a seat on the couch, reclining comfortably. "Yes, I do...I studied and sampled some stuff back in college when I was first getting into the art of DJ'ing~...It's incredible the kinds of sounds they use in the States. Other places like India and even Japan have unique sounds, too. It's all so magical...though, I'm curious, what makes you ask?" She said, taking the drink from Tanner and smiling. She caught Tanner's eyes scanning her all over, smirking at the fact that the girl was stammering and blushing like a goofy dork. Akari took pride in her body. She knew what she had, and she loved to flaunt it. "Heh-...Sorry to laugh, but-...You look really cute when you're all flustered like that. See something you like~?" She teased, crossing her legs, poking her chest out, and posing in a way that really accentuated and highlighted her curvy and slim features.

Wasn't often that people called Tanner cute. Even less common was people doing it and getting to tell the tale. Akari definitely fell into that latter category. Hell, Akari's flirting even had some heat blossoming on her cheeks... and, of course, between her legs. She shook her head and wiped her brow. "Well, fuck. I mean... yeah, dude. You're smokin'. Makin' me feel like I'm overdressed over here." Tanner grinned again, starting to summon back some of that classic bravado of hers. "But I figure we'll get to that sooner or later."

"Anyway, back to rap." One glass slid across the counter towards Akari. "I ask because I liked what you were playing back at the club. Figured you had to have some kind of good taste." She raised her own drink to her lips and took a sip. Another perfect D12. Tanner smacked her lips. "I ain't so bad with a mic in my hands myself. With a sick enough beat, I can freestyle with the best of 'em."

"Oh really now~...well, if you're so confident, maybe you could 'sample' some of my work-in-progress tracks...give me a little taste of what you have to offer~...I wonder if it's as good as this little number you've made for me~..." Akari said, taking another sip of Tanner's delicious little drink mix. What was it again? A Dirty Dozen? Well, it was certainly a clean mix. It left a vibrant after-taste that coated the entirety of the Sea Turtle's tastebuds, allowing her to savor each ingredient in tandem. It was quite a powerful kick to the system-...and it was beginning to loosen up the woman's spirits and inhibitions quite rapidly. "...And then-...maybe after that, we could give each a little taste of something else~?" She remarked, grinning from ear to ear as she slowly leaned closer, brushing her hair back and letting Tanner gaze into the gorgeous, light-blue sea that was her eyes.