u/Softlykisstheground

(Open to guys playing girls, please message to set up characters/kinks and limits rather than jumping right into the scene~ and I'm a total switch happy with either role. Could also be tempted into a M/F scene)

Soooo yeah cheesy, silly prompt inspired by heated rivalry, buuut with the twist being make it yuri~ and the subby girly is gonna be straight because I LOVE orientation play~ I'm a switch so happy to play the sub or the dom aaaand happy to start elsewhere/nothing is like set in cement ya know? if you wanna play out the build up/the game rather than jumping into the smut I'm game and we can brainstorm something out~ Like the prompt here is for a lower level type of scene but if you want something long-term we could be professionals in a major cup final etc~

For anyone looking for the smut sooner the starter is for you but I'd still like to discuss it a little~ The basic premise iiiis we're both roommates with a slight age gap (Straight girl 19? lesbian girl like 23-25?) between us and us playing for rival soccer teams. The straight girl having recently just signed that season aaaand there being a cup final that's played between our teams. The lesbian girly obviously wins, bullies the straight girl around on the pitch and all that~ She goes out to celebrate with her team while the straight girl goes home to lick her wounds...

Leading to our smug, slightly tipsy lesbian coming home with the trophy to rub it in her roomies face and seduce her into a night of.. well.. a slightly different kinda bullying :p obvs not fully baked, very much looking to brainstorm before jumping right in.

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You'd probably heard the stomping of my big, black gothic boots coming up the stairs to the door of our apartment before the subtle little click of the door unlocking and me stepping inside. "Pumpkin~~~ I'm baaaaaack~" Humming out playfully, smugly and slurring my words a little the playful, chirping words echo out round the apartment loud enough I knew you'd heard me. Closing the door behind myself and struggling to lock it with just the one hand as my other was busy clutching the trophy tightly against my side, My winners medal proudly still hanging down from my neck and bouncing against the artwork of my baggy, back hoodie.

With the door now locked I turn to loudly stomp my way towards the kitchen holding the trophy out now with both hands and admiring it with pride. Thinking back to how excited you were to finally be in a cup final, how you'd adorably told me you were going to win it and that me winning this trophy for the fourth year in a row was never going to happen....

The fact you'd never been in a final or won a trophy did make me feel a little bad that you had to come up against my team in the final.. I mean we were roommates and I'd gotten to know you pretty well during our few months together but still.. I was so competitive and winning another trophy was too good to turn down especially if it meant getting to lord it over you for weeks, I did have bit of a mean, bullying streak in me after all as you'd come to learn in our months of being forced to live together in our shared apartment. Sure I could be kind, gentle, motherly even at times always looking out for you and making sure I was the first person you called if you ever ran into trouble.. but I was also the first person to make fun of you for even the smallest of things our dynamic seeming to switch between rivals to as close as sisters on a day to day basis... and tonight my slurring. drunken tone was clearly leaning towards the bullying, rival side of things.

Setting the trophy down on the kitchen table I again hum out "Princessssss~ I know you're still awake, don't you want to come see the trophy?" giggling after my words trail off and stomping my way towards where the wine glasses were kept and pulling two out alongside my most expensive bottle of wine. Setting them all down right beside the trophy on the table and adding "I'll even let you hold it~" with another giggle.

Of course I wouldn't blame you for staying in your room.. losing 7-0 in a cup final with every girl on the other team laughing at your own team and rubbing in the impending victory for over half the match must've hurt. We'd gone four up only twenty minutes into the game and I'd rather bullied you around on the field, pushing you over several times, tackling you and leaving you on the floor and laughing after springing up.. I might've been a little too harsh during the match knowing that you were a fair bit younger than me and had weren't exactly the most confident but still.. it was a cup final~ If I didn't give you a harsh reminder of how very competitive these matches were on of my teammates would've done the same. If anything I was doing you a favor by embarrassing you so thorhoughly during the match.

(Open to girls (I'm a switch so happy with either role in a F/F scene) and guys <3 no need on matching length with the starter too I sorta overtyped trying to set the scene/give anyone who's not played New Vegas recently etc.. a little refresher.)

So yeah~ looking for anyone who'd be into a dub/non-con scene set in fallout new vegas in which we follow most of the main plot leading up to the courier getting into the strip and trying to confront Benny (the character who kicks off the game/leaves you for dead in the starting cutscene) at his casino the tops.

aaaaaaaand yeah we'll be playing out a 'bad end' to the female courier having a 'bad end' after failing to find Benny at the casino and using her charisma to talk herself into a game of poker with someone high up in the casino (I've written that character as a man for this post it can easily be changed to a woman for anybody wanting to do a F/F scene <3 oooor I could be handed off to some lucky lady who's up on a table and the casino want her off the table so I'm her reward for her last win orrrrr we come up with something fresh <3 very much open to brainstorming) then yeah.. losing the wager and ending up as a "trophy" for the night or kept as a entertainer longer term. Also I am VERY much into orientation play so if it's a F/F scene it'll be a straight girl with a lesbian aaaaand M/F It'll be a man 'conquering' a lesbian

I'd very much like to talk the scene out, discuss characters looks, kinks/limits and what we want out of it before jumping in but I've rambled enough if this has peaked your interest at all it's always open <3

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Looking down at my cards made a pit begin to open up in my stomach.. I had nothing and I was down to my final ante worth of caps. This was not how I expected storming into the tops to go. The asshole that'd shot me and left me for dead several weeks ago, Benny, was supposed to be high up here one of the 'chairmen' who helped run the casino for Mr House but despite many of the doormen and guards in here clearly having been pre-warned of my arrival and watching my every move none of them seemed to have ever heard of a 'Benny' being here.

I was not buying it everything I'd learned during the weeks of chasing his shadow around the Mojave pointed towards him being here, that he was an influence figure in New Vegas and had very much robbed that platinum chip from me for a reason and I was going to find him.

I'd dressed up in an attempt to disarm and lean into the stupider, more primal side of his men. Classy black heels clicking against the tiled floor of the Casino as I walked from man to man, guard to guard striking up conversations and digging for information. Long back stockings climbing up my pale legs and vanishing under the form fitting, tight black dress that clung delightfully snug against my feminine curves. I hated needing to degrade myself like this, objectifying and sexualizing myself for the male gaze.. but sometimes it sadly just had to be done and these me were more that dumb enough to slip up and spill some information simply because a pretty woman bats her eyelashes a few times at them.

Eventually after a few small slip ups and then striking up a conversation with one of Benny's fellow Chairmen who was clearly more interested in my body than protecting his boss I'd managed to get him to slip up even further admitting that Benny was indeed hiding somewhere in the tops and knew I was looking for him. That being spilled meant I was not going to leave anytime soon and began kicking up even more of a fuss, drawing a crowd of people who'd heard rumors of this 'courier' who'd come back from the dead and chased one of the tops own chairmen around the Mojave. It was quite the story and the bigger it got the better it was for me as there seemed to be no way for Benny to sneak his way out of this now.

With how big a crowd was forming and the commotion it was making Benny's men had to attempt to keep a lid on things. Offering me the chance to have a private meeting with Benny if I could beat a Chairmen in a game of poker. The degrading warning of me having a "body perfect for a Vegas girl" should I lose did make me feel disgustingly uneasy.. but I'd cleared out every single casino in Freeside before coming into the strip. My luck and natural charisma being my greatest assets I never lost a hand of poker and viewed this offer as nothing more than an easy opportunity to finally get revenge on that checker suited asshole who'd thrown me in that grave all those weeks ago.

Now though.. staring down at my cards in disbelief with the worlds worst poker face. I look.. in distressed, the horror and anxiety finally starting to wash over my face as that sinking feeling in my stomach only seems to grow deeper and deeper if I was to luck my way out of this hole it'd need to be an almighty bluff..

It was going to win me the information that I needed.. but I didn't come all this way, weeks traversing throughout this accursed desert and nearly dying several times, just to watch it all slip away like this..

Awkwardly I clear my throat, the gentle squeaking sound of me shifting in my chair to try cover it up is met by more than a few chuckles from the crowd surrounding us. With a glance down at my cards laying face down on the table I exhale deeply out my nose deciding to lean into this leering, misogynistic assholes more.. primal desires in an attempt to scrape my way into another hand.

Slowly, with my cheeks starting to flush a soft shade of pink, I reach down towards my black heels bending down and for the briefest of moments I vanish from his gaze at the other end of the table reaching down and beginning to reluctantly pry my heels off.

Eventually a cascading waterfall of curly red hair peers over the end of the table and my blushing, mortified face comes into view once again. Brows furrowed and my dark green eyes staring daggers towards the man sat across from me. Bringing both my heels up held in just the pointer finger of my right hand and though I was visibly uncomfortable, struggling to cope with what was turning into a total embarrassment, I still played into his desires swinging the heels from my finger from left to right subtly holding his gaze furiously as I do.

"All in." I say firmly, angrily and with as much confidence as I could muster tossing my heels onto the table and the pile of caps at his end of the table giving him and the crowd a sordid show while hoping that the bluff and showing I was willing to play along with the casinos show a little more would net me just one more hand.. with good enough cards to at least win enough caps to either get me back into this game... or at least enough to keep me afloat once I'm flung out the casino...