The Bet || Lizrei

Chapter 1

This Story is purely converted and is not mine.

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"No way." Naoi Rei, detective first grade, narrowed her eyes at the prospect of another battle with her infamous ADA. True, this battle was a little different than most of their work arguments, but she still wanted to win. "I totally could give you more than you could give me."

Kim Elizabeth Jiwon, ADA extraordinaire, whose off-hand comment had started the argument while she was looking for a tube of lipstick in her purse (Rei had kissed it off), looked up and narrowed her own eyes. "I don't think so," she said. Now that Rei had turned her joke into a challenge, there was no way she was going to back down. Kim Jiwon never ran away from a good argument. "I stand by what I said. I bet I could give you so many orgasms that you would be too tired to return the favor; but, as I am a sporting woman, I shall amend my claim to the following: I bet I can give you more orgasms during the course of the next week than you can give me."

This time, Rei's eyes grew large. "No way," she repeated. "While you sit around on your pretty ass all day filing motions and telling us about the warrants you can't get for us, I'm out on the street chasing down perps. There's a reason I don't wear heels to work, you know. If anyone gets tired first, it's usually you." While Rei was definitely in shape, and Liz very much admired Rei's shape, she was still not willing to surrender.

"Please," Liz scoffed. "You might occasionally chase down a perp or two, but you spend just as much time scarfing down donuts or some other type of junk food. Whereas I eat a well-balanced diet, drink plenty of water and," she waved a finger in the air dramatically, "and, I run five miles every day. Except Tuesday."

Rei frowned, she still hadn't figured out the whole Tuesday thing. "Is there a point to all that, Counselor?"

"Yes," Liz nodded, crossing her arms over her chest and smirking. "While stamina is important for a sprint, I'm talking about the TOTAL number of orgasms over the course of a week. Not one night, but a week. Seven days of sex. As such, stamina will be important, but not nearly as important as cunning, wit, and creativity."

The detective smirked back, not giving an inch. Liz was looking smug right now, sure of her victory, but Rei was certain that would change by the end of the week. "I'll take your bet! And if you lose, you have to... um..." Rei searched her mind for something that Liz absolutely hated to do. "You have to wash, dry, and sort all the laundry for once! I always get stuck doing it." It was true. Liz avoided laundry like the plague and Rei usually ended up doing it for both of them.

For a moment, Liz seemed doubtful. There was already a lot of laundry piled in their hamper, and she didn't want to be the one to do it. However, she wasn't going to chicken out. "And when I win, you have to go up to Jungwon and tell him that you absolutely love his chili dogs and want to have a cookout with his family as soon as possible."

Rei made a disgusted face. Jungwon's chili dogs were horrible, and she would do just about anything to avoid eating one. She had never admitted this to her partner, but through the years, she had become very talented at dodging the offered food. "Well, I won't have to eat them, because I'm not going to lose! But compared to your losing punishment, mine is way too horrible. I have to think of something better..."

"Don't hurt yourself there, Detective," Liz drawled playfully as Rei fell into a pensive silence.

"Shut up," Rei grumbled as she frantically tried to come up with something different. "Okay, how about this? When I win, you have to ... you have to ..."

"Complete a thought?"

Rei scowled. "No."

"That's too bad. I am rather good at it, you know."