Some Gamble For Your Thoughts?

Yoshiro let go, letting Wells either stay folded over herself, or falling some sort of way. "N-No....I-I am 20. But, the drinking age is 21, isn't is...?" Yoshiro didn't know. The rules in Japan may have been different, or Wells was being a bit dumb. In either case, maybe that suplex came a bit too early. The blue bird bites her lip and stood up.

"It's twenty in Japan..." Wells said as she rolled onto her side dramatically. She eyed Yoshiro from her position and closed one eye. She then yawned. "You're bed's comfy, let's take a nap." She said and then closed the other eye.

(Well lookie there...It is. .-. )

Yoshiro sees this as an opportunity. Her lips curl into a Cheshire grin. "Alright....Let's try this. I'll get you some alcohol." She would wait for an excited Wells to spring up before the blue bird would put a finger up and say: "Buuuuuut....."

Wells did, indeed, hop up when she thought she could finally get one over on Yoshiro. however, her perky hyperactive body deflated into an ooze on the bed when she heard the but. "But! but! But! Butts are for mooning!" She whined and blew a stray lock of pink hair from her face as she dramatically rolled herself off the bed and onto a Wellsball on the floor.

Groaning, Yoshiro picks up the heavy Wells up off of the floor and back onto the bed. She whispers in her ear. "But...You have to obey me for 10, long minuets...." After that, and hoping that Wells valued beer more that her dignity, Yoshiro would try to uncurl her and lay her flat on her stomach to she could sit on the smaller girl's back. Yoshiro would then reach down to grab those legs for a boston crab.

Wells shuddered as Yoshiro whispered in her ear. "Eh?!" She said as Yoshiro tried to muscle her around. Wells wriggled in the bird girl's grip and kicked and flailed about. "How is that a bet!?" She said. "You're going to have to make a wager for me to do THAT!" She said as she was put int he Boston crab.

"Rgggh!!" Wells growled cutely. "You just don't know anything about it!" She declared.

"This isn't a bet or a wager, Wells. Its a trade off. Im going to do whatever I'd like. And Im sure you'd obey for some alcohol....Right?" Yoshiro plants her feet flat on the bed and leans back more to bend the smaller girl's cute back. "First....Im going to stretch you out, then....Well, you'll see what comes next." Her voice was sinister and full of intent.

"But I want the alcohol for a bet!" Wells mewled. She closed one eye and whimpered in the hold. "F-Fine! Fine!" She cried as she was bent into a painful C shape. "I'll do it! But, when I win the next bet, you'll wish you never got me a drop!"

"I'll regret it later, Im sure." Yoshiro noted and agreed. "But for now..." She continues to sit on Wells back, but let go of her legs and let them fall back down. Yoshiro then picked one leg up and brought the foot of the girl under her close to her face. She would take a moment to look at it, up and down. Before barraging it with many little kisses!

"Ehehehe!" Wells giggled when her foot was brought up and kissed. The wet lips tickled but felt good at the same time. Wells wriggled but wasn't trying to escape. For ten minutes, she just needed to do whatever Yoshiro said!