Dealer's Choice (Lay the Very Best - Chapter 408)

Brandy's head was still fuzzy from the lingering haze of Nibbles' poison, which made her skin hum and her thoughts drift into heat-soaked places. She could feel that fire roaring inside her again, hotter than her Steam Engine heart. It could fill her right up if she could just tap into it. Rosa was shuffling the card deck, and Brandy's gaze lingered on all that chest barely contained beneath the sparkly sequins, the faint give of the fabric each time Rosa breathed. She imagined what it'd feel like to press her face there just like Chew had and taste the warmth of skin and hear the beat of her heart.

Fuck. Stupid poison. Brandy was horny as hell. She needed to focus. 

Rosa's lips still had black wisps curling off from the smoky kiss Nibbles had gifted her, and she finished shuffling the deck with a lazy flourish. Nibbles was lounging back in her seat, smug as a bug, while Chew lay against her, Nibbles' hair threading through hers and tying the pair together.

It really was a shame Brandy couldn't have bonded those two. It'd have been too many partners for her to handle; Dani had been the right pick. But they were cute, hot, and the kind of ravenously horny that'd fit in so well for the team. Brandy should find them someone. She had promised Chew a big-titted goth girlfriend.

Speaking of tits. Back to staring at Rosa.

"Three cards," Rosa said, fanning the cards out on her cleavage to catch Brandy's attention. "Draw one, follow it to the letter, and try to find the golden token I've hidden somewhere on me. You keep me interested, you stay in the game. Bore me…" Her smile turned wicked. "We draw another, and hope you can be more fun next time."

"The stakes?" Brandy asked. "I got some tokens."

"Usually, tokens would be fine, but I'm enjoying these two a lot. So if I win, I get to keep them, and you go away. If I lose, then you can have your talk with them, while I offer myself up as a bar snack."

Brandy dragged her gaze up from Rosa's chest and picked a card, slow and deliberate. "So you win either way?"

"I'm sure you'll enjoy playing, win or lose. I'm just making it fun for me as well. Come on, no delaying, let's see what you've got."

Brandy flicked the card over.

'Lips Only. No Tongue.'

Nibbles cackled from behind Brandy. "Hope Dani's been teaching you how to kiss. After what we've done to her, you're going to struggle to hold attention." Brandy cleared her throat and tried to clear her head. Kissing. She could kiss. She was a good girl kisser. "Any rules beyond that?"

Rosa leaned back, draping her arms over the chair's sides. "It's all on the card, sweetheart. Come on. I'm waiting."

Brandy stepped between Rosa's legs, the warmth radiating from those long, toned thighs making her want to sink her fingers in and feel their strength. She kept her hands clasped firmly behind her back, forcing herself to resist the pull. Instead, she bent low, lips brushing the inside of Rosa's left knee in a lingering kiss, slow enough that Rosa could feel the heat Brandy had all bottled up sink into her muscle.

She didn't rush. Each kiss crept higher, deliberate and measured, an unbroken chain of soft, hungry smears of her mouth over smooth skin. She let her lips hover before touching down, stretching out the anticipation between each contact, her breath spilling hot over the path she traced as she steadied herself for another smooch. Kiss, hover, kiss. It was a nightmare not giving in to the urge to use her tongue, never letting her hands wander. Just lips, breath, and patience. The poison made every inch of contact feel sharper, heavier, and the scent of Rosa's skin filled her head. The self-control it took not to slide her hands up those thighs or open her mouth was maddening, the ache coiling in her gut every time Rosa's muscles shifted under her lips.

Rosa's gaze tracked her every move, that faint curl at the corner of her mouth deepening, betraying the pleasure she was trying not to show.

Nibbles leaned in on her elbows, eyes glittering. "God, she's making a meal of this."

Chew nudged her, signing something quick.

"She says she wants a bite after," Nibbles translated with a grin.

Brandy's lips reached Rosa's hip, planting a kiss just above the waistband. She shifted across to the other side, mirroring the path perfectly, so Rosa felt the symmetry. No sign of that token yet.

A bored hum from Rosa had Brandy leap up in shock. She nearly headbutted Rosa's chest, managing to arch her neck back so she instead planted a firm kiss against the swell of Rosa's bust through the waistcoat. Rosa was too busy panting to disqualify her, so Brandy lingered there planting little circles of kisses as she felt out the fabric for a hard lump. Nothing. She had to go elsewhere while she had time. Rising up, and enjoying the little gasp as Rosa got to see Brandy's height up close, Brandy gave her a smouldering look and then dipped to kiss the exposed skin of her collarbone. She held the kiss, her lips pressing until Rosa's slow inhale had her chest pressed against Brandy's tummy.

"Disqualified," Rosa whined, sounding upset with herself. "Next card."

"Sure?" Brandy said, pursing her lips. "I got more kisses in me, and I didn't get to your lips."

Rosa let out a long breath and tussled her pink hair. She seemed to be genuinely considering it. It gave Brandy a little thrill of pride she could almost kiss good enough to break Rosa's game. 

"Card draw," Rosa said, fanning out the cards on her chest again. "Though if you want to go for the lips, they're free."

They did look very kissable. Or maybe that was the poison speaking. Or the horniness. Or just the general Joyce nature. Brandy was whipped along the butt by a tentacle of Nibble's hair, the Maereanie staring daggers at her. "Get on with the show. Draw that card."

Were the cards rigged? It seemed more likely the trick here was that the coin wasn't even in play, but it could be fixed by just making the instructions ones that'd make it impossible to ever get near the coin. Brandy's Super Luck couldn't help here, but she did let her Compound Eyes look over the cards and look for the shiniest ones. They'd be the least worn, which'd mean the least touched. She held it up for Rosa to see first.

Rosa's smile went from lazy to feline when she saw what was on it. "Oh, we never get this one. I love it." Brandy turned it round. 

'Follow the Dealer Instructions'

Well shoot. That wasn't going to be helpful at all. 

"Stand up straight, "Rosa said, and Brandy did, keeping her gaze over the top of Rosa's head. There was a long bit of quiet, and then Brandy felt a hand pressing to her stomach, feeling it out. 

"Hands behind your back," Rosa said, her voice a little breathy. "I want you to put your mouth where I say."

Brandy nodded. She wasn't going to talk unless Rosa said so; she knew that trick.

"Right ear," Rosa instructed.

Brandy leaned in until her lips brushed the curve of Rosa's ear, barely a kiss, her breath spilling warm into the shell.

Rosa's lashes fluttered. "Tease. Back of my left hand."

Brandy bent and sealed her mouth to the smooth skin, lingering until she felt the faintest twitch in Rosa's fingers. She lifted her hand, kissing it as if Rosa were a princess. She hadn't been asked to do that, but she had to test whether she was allowed to do things as long as they were interesting. Rosa didn't object, and Brandy got to feel that cuff for a coin. Which there wasn't. 

"Inside of my right knee."

Brandy dropped to a crouch, kissed that soft hollow where the muscle tensed under her lips. She also got a squeeze of those thighs while she was there. Rosa was built sturdy, and she had some lovely muscle on those thighs that made them beautifully firm under Brandy's grip. With the pink hair with a white shock, maybe she had some Bewear inheritance? Brandy was fumbling to figure out what the Inheritance could be from them, because she was in the thigh crush zone and it was hard to think.

Chew signed something quick, a smirk tugging at her mouth.

"She says you're a good girl when you're told what to do," Nibbles translated.

Brandy couldn't disagree. This would be a fun game to play with her partners later tonight. Especially Dani, the poor Magikarp would melt.

"Climb up, and get the left side of my neck," Rosa murmured, snapping Brandy back to task.

Brandy crawled over Rosa's body, getting some good squeezes into her sides and letting her body weight rest on the sitting woman until she could finally lean in and sink her face into the collar of the waistcoat. She pressed a kiss there that was just slow enough to feel like it had weight, using her cheek to touch the collar for the lump of any hidden tokens.

Nothing. 

Rosa's eyes fluttered for half a second before she spoke again. "The small of my back."

Brandy circled behind her chair, bent low, and hiked up Rosa's shirt with a grasp. The dealer gasped at the sudden pull of fabric, and Brandy kissed just where spine met the flare of her hips while her mind was still reeling. She felt the ripple of muscle under her lips, and Rosa's breath came a little deeper.

"Lips."

Brandy came back around, stepping in close until her hips brushed the edge of Rosa's chair. Her hands slid up to cradle Rosa's jaw, tilting her head just enough for their mouths to meet in a firm, claiming kiss.

It started deep, Brandy wasn't going to waste the chance, her lips sealing over Rosa's with a need that spoke for itself, and Rosa's lips parted just enough for Brandy's tongue to sweep inside and taste her. The faint tang of Nibbles' haze was still there, but beneath it was all Rosa. Sweet enough Brandy to just gobble up. Brandy angled her head, pressing closer, tongue curling and teasing, brushing against Rosa's in slow, deliberate strokes that made the dealer's breath catch.

Rosa didn't stand a chance; she melted into the kiss, one strong hand finding Brandy's hip, fingers tightening as she kissed back with equal hunger. Their mouths moved together in a rhythm that built heat fast, breaths mingling, each slick slide of tongue against tongue drawing a faint, involuntary sound from Rosa's throat.

When Brandy finally broke the kiss, it was only far enough to feel the hot puff of Rosa's breath against her lips, their mouths still so close it would take nothing to fall back in. She'd felt pretty much every bit of Rosa while they'd fumbled in a kiss and not felt the metal of a token anywhere. Either it was really well hidden, or she just wasn't going to find it by herself.

Didn't matter, she knew how to get it now. Morgan was going to proud of her.

"Stop." Rosa's voice was husky now, though she masked it with a smile. "I need to breathe. Woof. Still no token."

Brandy's smirk deepened, eyes locked on hers. "It's like it's impossible to win."

"It's possible." Rosa blushed as she spread out the cards on her chest. Brandy picked one and slapped it down face up. The card no longer mattered.

'In the Dealers lap'

Her luck was still in, though. That was going to be a lot of fun.

"Oh." Rosa gulped as she read the card. "You're a big girl."

"And you're a strong one. Sit up," Brandy grinned. "I'm going to need all of that lap. I don't want to waste my final chance."