The following story contains elements of bondage and lesbian tendencies. If this offends you, or if it simple isn't your cup of tea, feel free to leave now.
Night had fallen over the city and the people had retreated to the safety of their houses, leaving the streets to the usual police patrols. Petty criminals shied away from the larger warehouses and store fronts, due to the experienced police force, but Vivianne was no mere thief.
Glancing around the corner she watched one of the officers walk by her target, the heavy steel doors to one of the major warehouses. The officer's heels clicked over the curb as the circle cast by her flashlight danced out of sight.
Vivi rushed closer, taking caution not to run into any other guards. The dim light of the moon illuminated her white-and-blue striped shirt for a moment and a potential audience might have noticed the A-shaped symbol on the bandana that covered most of her reddish-brown hair.
The steps returned and the not-petty criminal ducked back into the shadows, waiting for the guard to pass once more. She could hear the officer stifle a yawn.
Girl has no idea I'm about to ruin her shift., Vivianne thought to herself with a grin, rushing for the entrance, hurriedly and with honed skill picking the lock and slipping inside to slowly, carefully close the heavy door.
The inside was dark, stacks of crates and containers lining and forming walls, making the warehouse a labyrinth of supplies and goods. But there was only one crate Vivi's boss, and by extension she herself, was interested in.
She made her way forward, checking plates and signs by shining her PokeNav's light on them, navigating to the single large wooden box she was here for, or rather, for it's contents.
But just as she reached for the lid, another hand attempted the same from the other side.
Both culprits looked up, shining their lights at each other. The woman in front of Vivi was clad in a dark-red uniform, donning a hood marked with a black M-shape, from which long black locks flowed down her shoulders.
"You!", they both exclaimed, pointing at each other.
"The hell, Kenna!?", Vivi started complaining to her Rival, "What does Magma want with this thing!?"
"The same thing Aqua does! Duh! I thought I could beat you to the punch!", the rival responded, just as annoyed by the fact they had to run into each other.
"Yeah, whatever, I'll just be taking it." Vivianne reached for the lid again, just for Kenna to grab her wrist.
"Hold it! Don't you dare, don't make me... do stuff to stop you!"
They glared at each other for a moment.
"Get out of my way, Kenna."
"No way! My boss is going to be really angry if I don't get this... whatever he said it was!"
"You think I'm better off? Sorry, honey, but I need this just as much."
Vivi pulled her arm from Kenna's surprisingly weak grip and grabbed the lid... only to find that her body had grown too week to lift it. Her knees gave in and she slumped over, seeing the Magma member dropping as well from the corner of her eye. Only now she spotted the spores floating in the air around them, slowly descending onto their bodies.
"Sleep... powder...", she heard Kenna whisper before her consciousness drifted away.
A third person stepped close to the crate.
Vivianne couldn't have said for how long she had been out. The room was just as dark as it was before, which suggested that it was still night out. Everything was still fuzzy as she was slowly waking up, but she quickly received her first input: Something, or rather someone, was cuddled up to her, too close for comfort. She tried to back away, but a strong pull at her arms and torso suggested someone didn't want her to. She knew that feeling better than she dared to admit.
Her wrists were bound with rope, tightly too. Whoever tied her didn't care much for her comfort. More rope wrapped around her torso, binding her to the person she was involuntarily hugging, who turned out to be - of course, because the universe seemed to hate her - Kenna, her face so close she could count her freckles, even in the darkness. Due to the position of her arms Vivi concluded that her wrists were tied the same way, behind Vivi's back. Testing her legs she found them to be tied as well and connected to Kenna's at the thighs, where the Magma member's skirt had been pulled up slightly.
Looking up Vivianne could make out the crate, a few feet away. A figure was standing over it, shining a light into it and rummaging through the contents.
"Psst, Kenna.", Vivi hissed, trying to get her rival to wake up.
"Mmh, five minutes...", the dark-haired girl mumbled, cuddling up more, actively pressing herself against Vivi's body.
"Damn it, Kenna..." Vivi blushed and couldn't help but stare at the peacefully smiling face for a moment before tilting her head and biting her cheek.
"Ah!", the girl called out sharply, flinching awake, "Wha! What!? What's going on!?"
Her face a deep blush, she struggled and twisted, which just ended up as rubbing her large chest against her rival.
"Gah! S-stop, Kenna!"
A feminine laugh came from the figure near the crate and a moment later, the light was directed at the two women lying on the floor.
"Finally woke up, did you?", a sultry voice teased, "I have to say, I got lucky to walk in on both of you. Good thing I was prepared."
Vivi narrowed her eyes against the blinding light. She could not make out any of the woman's features, but her action left enough to go on.
"You're not police, that's for sure. Considering that you're here for the same thing we are... you're with Team Rocket."
"Mmh, clever girl." The woman lowered the light a bit, making it illuminate her body, showing off the black uniform with the short skirt, the thigh-high boots and the red R-shaped symbol on her chest. "Now if you stay nice and quiet while I go get my price, I might not leave you here for the police to find. So be good~"
With that she turned back to the crate, the click of her heels echoing a bit in the hall.
Vivi stayed quiet and held still. Kenna also resolved to not saying anything but couldn't seem to lighten up to the idea of staying still. She kept shifting nervously and pulling at the ropes, rubbing her body against Vivi's the entire time. The thief lightly bit her lip. The situation was strangely exciting as it was, despite the considerable threat. A well-endowed girl rubbing up to her did not do her patience or calm any good.
"Will you stop that?", she finally hissed, "You're not getting out, so stop trying, you're not making it easier for me either."
"Well do you have a better idea?", Kenna whispered with an accusing pout, "Trust the crazy broad who knocked us out and tied us up?"
"I can hear you~", the Rocket member sing-songed.
"Trust the nice pretty lady?", Kenna corrected herself.
"Better~", the woman giggled. She reached into the crate, raising one leg in the process, producing a small object. "And there it is~"
She dropped it into a pocket and stepped over to her victims, holding the light high enough for them to see her face, revealing smooth skin with a little more make-up than needed, red lipstick and deep purple eyeshadow matching the colour of her hair.
"You girls want anything before I leave you to it?"
"Please let us go?", Kenna asked nicely, looking up at her with the best puppy-dog eyes she could muster.
"Aww~. Maybe." The woman knelt down beside her package and slapped Kenna's behind, making her yelp and returning the blush to her face full-force. Vivi could have sworn in that moment to have heard the tiniest moan from her rival, but the older woman didn't seem to have noticed.
"If you're good and do what I say, I might just help you.", she whispered, caressing Vivianne's hip. "You two seem to have some differences... why don't you make up and kiss, yes?"
The girls looked at each other, a mix of shock, confusion and embarrassment written in their faces. Kenna gulped silently, but already started to move closer. Vivi's thoughts went wild, voices in her head telling her to back away while others screamed at her to kiss her already. She shifted and felt Kenna's body, was very aware of her figure and how she started to move up against her, despite already being close. Dropping her hesitation, Vivianne leaned in and connected her lips with Kenna's. A rush went through her body, one that made her shift and lean in, trying to be closer than she could, one that made her breathe a long sigh as the two of them parted.
"That's sweet.", the woman grinned down at them, "I hope they let you share a cell. Unless of course" She produced a pocket knife and snapped it open. "you can get out on your own." She dropped it behind Kenna's back and got back up, letting her fingers run by Vivianne's ass while she did.
"As for myself, I have what I came for and I'm expected, so I gotta run. Buh-bye!" With that and a much too youthful giggle she took her light and disappeared into the labyrinth of crates, leaving the younger girls to each other.
Vivianne listened to her steps fading as darkness enveloped them.
"Okay.", she whispered, trying to change the subject and not talk about what just happened, "Can you try shifting backwards so I can reach the knife?"
Kenna didn't answer. Instead, she let out a quiet sigh and turned her head, placing a kiss on her rival's neck.
"Sorry, I can't pass this up.", the girl whispered, "You have no idea how long I wanted this." She breathed a moan against Vivi's neck and softly bit her.
Vivi gasped at the short sting and tried to stretch her arms, attempting to reach for the cutting tool.
"Kenna, please... we don't have time for this...", she pleaded, holding back moans of her own.
"But when we're free... you'll run. You'll run away." Vivi felt Kenna's hands moving behind her back. "You always do. I don't want you to run."
"Can... can we talk about this once we get away?"
"I don't know. Promise me?" The smile looked genuine, but something about the situation simply didn't feel right.
"I... I promise." Something snapped. The rope around their torsos loosened. Kenna bend her upper body back enough to pull her arms between them. Something shiny was in her hand.
"I keep a knife in my sleeve.", she admitted, "No idea how she didn't find it."
Vivi breathed a long sigh of relief as they reached the forest outside the city limits. Somehow they had managed to not run into any guards on their way out after Kenna had cut them free.
"I hate grunt work!", she exclaimed loudly, stretching her arms, only for Kenna to grab them from behind and turn them onto her back with a strength the taller girl would not have expected of her.
"Now, about that thing we need to talk about.", she said sweetly, "You promised."
"That... I..." Vivi pulled at her arms. "I guess... I'm glad you're interested?"
"Mmh, good." She let go, pulled the hoodie over her had and dropped it into the grass, revealing a black sleeveless shirt underneath, which did her generous bust size for more justice. "Blue is more my colour anyway."