My Purple Frisbee

My Purple Frisbee

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"Why in the world am I here?" Daisy thought to herself as she stood in front of the Sandy Hotel.

She had spent the entire day telling herself she would not end up here; that she would stay away from him. So why was she here?

"Oh, that's right, because he asked me to," she grimaced.

This was not entirely true, while Daisy knew she could not resist doing what he told her, that was the fun of their games after all, but she also wanted to go to him. At least one last time she wanted to feel his touch, to have him make her soar to the height of pleasure. It was no use when at a half past seven in the evening that her feet lead her all the way here to where he currently resided. Would she enter though? She had debated this for over twenty minutes, and eight o'clock was fast approaching. He said they would talk, but that was probably just a ruse to get her to come here. She let out a sigh, he said they would talk, she would make that happen.

Daisy entered the high class hotel. Floors were a beautiful golden marble donned with red carpets, the walls were covered in an elegant wallpaper they complimented the marble floor nicely. Classic paintings hung upon these walls of famous Toad artists. She was quite surprised with how fancy it looked, but it really wasn't her scene. She would have settled for a casual atmosphere. She suddenly began to wonder how Waluigi could possibly afford a room in a place like this. The only conclusion that could possibly come to

mind was Wario and his treasure, but, then again, Wario was never known to be so generous not even towards his little brother. She shrugged it off and approached the front desk. Manning the desk was a very snooty looking Koopa.

"Excuse me," Daisy spoken up, trying to grab his attention.

"Ahh, Princess Daisy, and what brings you to my lovely hotel? Would you care for a room?" he offered.

"Uh, no, actually I'm sort of meeting someone here." She told him.

"Oh?" he thought to himself for a minute, "Oh! Really? I thought he was joking, such a gruesome looking fellow, he asked me to give you these spare keys should you arrive..." the snooty Koopa turned to the key cubbies behind him and retrieved a set of keys with the number Seventy Seven on then key chain, turned back to daisy and handed them to her. "For what reason could you possibly be visiting such an awful man, Your Majesty?"

"Business," she replied quickly and simply and left it at that as she headed for the elevator.

She managed to find an elevator all to herself and pressed the button that would take her to the seventh floor. She let out a long sigh as the doors began to close, but before they could a long lanky arm shot out at the last moment, having the door close upon it. The elevator jerked in response of the intruder preventing it from moving. Daisy gasped in surprise, clutching her chest. The doors began to open, revealing the tall figure that possessed the arm. She immediately relaxed upon seeing him and glared as he stepped inside.

"Waluigi, damn it, you scared me half to death!" She hissed at him and he settled himself beside her.

"Well, hello to you too, babe." He replied with a smirk.

Daisy turned away from him and watched the door begin to close. As soon as it did though, in the blink of an eye Waluigi wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her against him, develing into her mouth with his tongue. She couldn't help but fall into him, partially because of the elevator jerking to a start. As the kiss deepened, he pushed her against the wall, pressing himself against her, forcing her to feel how much he wanted her. She moaned in response, raising a glove covered hand to rake through his hair underneath his hat. He began to move down to her neck licking and biting his way up to her ear.

"I didn't think you'd be here," he whispered into her ear while nibbling on her lobe.

"I wasn't really planning on coming." She said between panting breaths as his hands roamed her body.

"Really? Because I was planning on making you come by the end of the night." He told her, smirking against her neck.

Daisy caught his double entandre, and rolled her eyes as she replied with a curt, "I'm so sure."

"You were standing outside for quite a long time. Having second thoughts?" He asked before suckling near her collar bone.

"Like I said, I wasn't -oh! ...p-planning on being here." Her words stumbled as his thumb and forefinger pinched her nipple.

Waluigi was about to respond, when suddenly the elevator suddenly began to stop. His eyes quickly darted to the floor indicator. Fourth floor. As he suspected, it was too early for them to have reached their floor. Daisy caught on to this quickly and shoved roughly to the other side of the elevator before the door could open. They both turned to see... nothing.

"What the-" he began to exclaim before Daisy caught his attention and pointed down. He turned his eyes to a small toad child, licking an orange Popsicle. Waluigi sneered at the interloper. He began to swing his leg backward, preparing to get rid of the young toad.

"Waluigi!" Daisy hissed to her purple clad lover, outraged that he would even think of kicking an innocent child.

Waluigi turned to Daisy's disapproving expression, and slowly lowered his leg. The small child turned to him; orange juice smudged all over his face, and gave him a big smile. He just glared back at the child, stuck out his tongue, and turned away. The elevator was filled with an awkward silence after that. Daisy took the time to contemplate the events that would happen next. She had been taken off guard when he had assaulted her lips when they had entered the elevator, she would not let him have control once they entered the room, at least not until they were finished talking. She glanced toward him to find him staring at her, mouthing words to her and making hand jestures. She got the gist of what he was trying to tell her and blushed at the naughtiness of them. Their locked gaze was disrupted by the sudden stop of the elevator. They both looked up to see they had arrived on the seventh floor.

The door swung open and the toad child skipped merrily down the hall. They both waited until he was a ways away, until they began to advance down the hallway at different paces, in case they should be caught again. Waluigi practically sprinted to the door, took out his key and unlocked the door. He entered first and shut the door. Daisy wasn't even a little surprised, after all Waluigi was never the type for manners. Daisy pulled out her set of keys, unlocked the door and entered. The room was completely dark, save for the lit candles that illuminated the bed and there was a light flowery scent in the air. She smirked at his attempt at romance. She shut the door behind her softly then began to search the room with her eyes, trying to find of his lanky form in the darkness. Suddenly her breath caught as she felt the zipper at the back of her dress slowly slid down to the base of her spine. She shuddered at the cool air of the room hit her bare skin and two long arms embraced her from behind. She could feel the fabric of his overalls and shirt caressing her back and leaned into him, turning her head slightly toward him.

"You certainly put quite the effort into this," She commented.

"You better appreciate it! I was getting some pretty weird looks from the room service asking for scented candles." He grumbled into her hair.

Daisy chuckled in response and turned to him in his embrace. She raised a hand to his face and caressed him gently. He unconsciously leaned into her touch; his eyes became heavy lidded as he looked down at her.

"I really do appreciate your effort," she whispered to him, "But don't you think that this is a little much for just talking?"

She smirked as his eyes shot wide open and his expression became one of confusion to one of annoyance. It seemed he hoped that the romantic lighting would make her forget about talking.

"Alright," he said slowly, "we'll talk."

Daisy raised an eyebrow as his expression now turned to one of mischief. She stepped away from him, giving him a questioning look as a sense of worry crept up inside her.

"Why don't we make it interesting?" He proposed, the smirk on his face growing.

Not one to resist a challenge, Daisy replied, "What do you suggest?"

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