Bunny Love: Arcades and Poolrooms

“Oh, hey, you’re back!” Ripley grins when she sees Marina walk into her club; it’s a busy day, work-wise, and the energetic arcade music fills the air, concealing the sound of the other happenings in her businesses’ private rooms. She can’t help but grin at the sight of the other doll, her demonic tail whipping around eagerly.

“That I am,” Marina says, wearing a light summer dress; it looks like the kind of garment meant to cover a bathing suit. “I had a lot of fun last time I was here, so I figured I’d come back… to see the lovely owner of this establishment.”

Ripely’s cheeks turn red. “Oh, you! I wish we could get into some fun little play sessions, but I’ve gotta work!” She throws her hands up in the air dramatically. “Gotta make those carats to pay the bills, and all…”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Marina replies, looking just a little disappointed. She takes it like a champ, though, letting out a little chuckle. “I suppose I got too used to coming over after the busy hours.”

Eyebrows raised, Ripley is quick to change her tone, not wanting the other Succubun to leave. “Whoa, whoa, hey! You don’t have to leave, or anything. I mean, I’ve got a couple hours left on the clock, so you’re welcome to kill some time here, and then we can—you know.”

“Hmm? Well, that might be nice.” Marina leans up against the wall, running a hand through her long, turquoise hair. “I suppose I'll take a look around then.

After all, Marina hasn't reallly gotten the opportunity to really explore this Arcade beyond messing around with its owner. Perhaps there's some fun in a place like this, though she easily prefers swimming over bright and flashy lights.

Ripley gives her a thumbs up. "Go for it! I'll even give you some tokens for free." She reaches into the pocket of her jorts and unveils a handful of little arcade tokens, which she hands over to Marina. "I'll be here, working reception, but if you need anything, just holler!

Marina accepts the tokens, laughing slightly under her breath. "All right, then. Thanks, Ripley."

Marina browses the arcade, full of bright neon lights and stocked with plenty of arcade cabinets and other games. In the back of her head, she thinks to herself, the electric bill must be huge! Maybe that's why Ripley doesn't seem to have that much, in terms of staffing, around here…

Marina settles on some ski-ball, which she has fun with for about ten minutes before moving on with a decent amount of tokens to her name. Once she gets bored of that, she moves on to pinball, which is just as engaging. Even so, she can't help but think of Ripley and fantasize over what she'd way rather be doing with the other woman. With that in the back of her head, she ends up blowing all of her tokens on a pinball machine without even focusing much.

"Well, that's that, then…" she mutters as she takes the tickets from the machine. There's a ticket counter, so she heads on over to that and counts her earnings… a hundred and sixty tickets, in total! Wow. 

After all this, she heads over to the ticket shop, where she can score some sweey prizes… hopefully. When she arrives, she can't help but chuckle. Pretty much all of the prizes are sex toys, or sex-related. Not only that, but they're expensive! 

"My goodness, the owner must be making a killing here," Marina jokes with the worker standing at the counter of the prize shop.

"You'd be surprised," the employee monotonously replies, not really elaborating or clarifying if it's a lot or a little bit of money Ripley is making. Well, that's more than a little ambiguous, but that's fine. 

Marina gladly exchanges her tickets for one whole glow in the dark bullet vibrator that looks like it's made out of cheap plastic. Amazing.

By the time she's done fucking around in the arcade, she returns to Ripley. "Hey, check out what I won with those tickets," she drawls, proudly displaying her singular winning.

"Fantastic job," Ripley replies, applauding Marina. "Hey, it's finally time for my work day to end!! I'll just, uh, tell my lovely employees I'm heading out, and we can do anything you'd like." She wiggles her eyebrows to put extra emphasis on the anything part of what she said.

“How about we head back to my place, then?” Marina asks, eyeing her meaningfully—suggestively, even.

Ripley eagerly nods. “Oh, I’d love that, sweetheart. Lead the way.”

—

It’d be a lie to say that Ripley isn’t surprised by the sight of Marina’s house. On the outside, it looks like a mansion or a very high-end large house at the very least. She sports a nice, clear and well-maintained swimming pool on the outside as well as a garden full of healthy plants. The landscaping is well-put together with lots of shaped hedges.

When Marina leads Ripley into her house, however, the indoor situation is completely baffling.

“Here we are, my humble abode… shall I give you a tour?” Marina playfully asks, leading Ripley into an interior that’s an incredibly large, spacious room with a swimming pool and hot tub.

“Uh, sure—is this your pool room?” Ripley asks with a nervous chuckle.

This earns a hearty laugh from Marina. “You could say so,” she replies with a wink, her tone playful as her tail whips around behind her. “Let me show you around~”

Every room either has a pool, or is pool-themed. Marina grins as she leads Ripley through her tile-floored home, which is bafflingly large and doesn’t boast much furniture or decoration—unless one could count inflatable floaties, lifesavers, chairs that look like tiny lifeguard chairs, and the likes. It’s uncanny, and the lighting is bright, to add to it.

“So, uh… you have a lot of pool parties here?” Ripley jokingly asks, putting on her two-toned glasses to mask the nervousness in her eyes. 

“Oh, I certainly do~ But tonight, it’s just you and me, my dear. Shall I show you my bedroom?”

Ripley nods, and Marina takes her there. The biggest surprise of the day is that Marina’s bedroom is entirely ordinary compared to the rest of her house; the only thing that matches everything else is some nautical themed decoration. 

“Man, I was half-expecting your bed to be another swimming pool… heh, no offense.” 

Marina just shakes her head. “Oh, none taken. I do need a cozy place to rest, don’t I?” She takes Ripley’s hand into her own, her voice taking a flirtatious sound that matches the look in her teal eyes. “Now, shall I show you just how cozy this bed really is?”

Ripley’s confusion isn’t so overpowering that it could cover up her desires. So, with a nod, she says, “You definitely shall,” and allows the other succubun to take her to bed for the night.