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  1. Like I said earlier, I'm not doing all the prompts this time. This is my fourth foray into the waters of Black Lagoon. What can I say, Revy's both intriguing and great for omorashi. It follows this story: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/70890-black-lagoon-golden-rain/ and the tl;dr version is that she and Rock have (finally) upgraded to friends with benefits (and maybe more). I meant to post this yesterday, but it ended up being longer than I had anticipated. Enjoy! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Day 5: Holding/peeing contest Rock+Revy (Black Lagoon) --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Black Lagoon rocked gently under the full moon, which illuminated the ocean beneath it. The torpedo boat and its pirate crew had been hired to deliver a shipment of drugs to a Hong Kong syndicate. It was a long voyage, and the boat had stopped for the night by a small island off the coast of Vietnam. Company was unlikely, but two crew members were keeping watch just in case. Revy lit another cigarette and groaned. “Goddamn, this is boring. What’s the point?” “I’d have to agree with you,” said Rock from beside her. “I understand that Dutch doesn’t want to lose the cargo, but he’s being paranoid. The odds of anyone showing up are miniscule.” “You said it,” Revy agreed. “Speaking of, when’s it time for him and Benny to take over?” “Three more hours,” said Rock grimly, checking his watch. Revy blew a ring of smoke with a heavy sigh. “Jesus. Isn’t there anything we can do to speed things up?” “We could… count stars?” Rock suggested lamely. “Rock, I’m going to give you the benefit of the doubt,” said Revy, “and assume you’re fucking with me.” Rock was silent in reply. He simply lit a cigarette for himself and the pair stood at the railing, twin spires of smoke rising. It was several minutes before either spoke again. “The moon’s beautiful tonight,” Rock observed. “That’s it,” growled Revy. She dropped what was left of her cigarette and stomped on it. “We have got to find something to do before I fucking lose it!” “Any suggestions?” Rock asked. Really putting me on the spot here, Revy mused. “We could… skip stones?” “Or we could do some shooting practice,” Rock added. Not a bad idea, thought Revy. She was about to say so when she got a better idea. “Or I could give you a blowjob,” she whispered with a wicked grin. “W-what?” Rock sputtered as Revy burst out laughing. The relationship between the two of them had gotten sexual only recently, and she was pleased to see she could still get a rise out of him. “Oh, I get it,” said Rock, recognizing her teasing. “Very funny.” “No, I mean it,” said Revy, trying to put on a straight face. “Go ahead and whip it out, baby.” “Mm-hm,” muttered Rock, clearly unconvinced. “Well, I’m glad I could amuse you, if only for a moment.” “Well, what else is there?” Revy pointed out. “I’m down to my last cig, we finished our beer almost an hour ago, and my feet are killing me. We’ve been standing here too long.” She stretched her arms and took stock of her condition. Her joints were sore, her back was stiff, and she could feel the beer working its way through her to fill up her bladder. Gonna have to piss soon, Revy thought. I’ll need to ask for a break and- wait a minute. Inspiration struck her. This’ll be fun. Wearing the same devilish smile as earlier, Revy sauntered up to Rock. “We’ve been out here a while, haven’t we?” she asked casually. “With no breaks.” “You know that as well as I do,” he replied. “Why are you asking?” “Oh, no reason,” said Revy in a tone of mock innocence. “‘Cept I really need to take a leak.” Her need wasn’t terrible yet, but she crossed her legs for emphasis. That got Rock’s attention; she could see him blush even in the darkness. Revy wasn’t surprised; whether by accident or design, several of their sexual encounters had involved urine. “Well, you can go below decks,” Rock suggested. “There’s a toilet down there.” “No way,” said Revy. “I don’t want to wake the others.” She shrugged. “I guess I’ll have to do it right here.” “Are you joking again?” asked Rock. “Nope,” Revy replied, unbuttoning her shorts. “I gotta piss, and I’m guessing you do too by this point.” “I mean, yes,” said Rock, “but I-” “How about a little contest?” “Wait, what do you mean?” Rock asked. “What do you think, dumbass?” Revy teased, letting her shorts drop to her ankle. “You and I are gonna have a pissing contest. See who can make it fly the farthest.” “Hold on,” said Rock, skeptical. “You want to have a pissing contest? You are aware of your inherent disadvantage, right?” “I’ve been practicing,” Revy said with a shrug. “So whaddya say? Up for a little fun?” “What the hell,” he sighed. “Beats just standing around.” The two contestants stood side-by-side at the edge of the boat, protected by a knee-high rail. “Ready?” Revy asked. She lowered her panties and heard Rock unzip his fly. She sneaked a peek before continuing. “Get set! Piss!” Revy cried, thrusting out her hips. She felt the warm liquid snaking through her before spraying out in a messy arc. The golden stream hit the water with a loud splash, a sound that was echoed by Rock from beside her. Peeing steadily, she looked over to see that he was getting much better distance than she was. Revy thrust her hips further, sending droplets of pee flying, but it still wasn’t enough to match Rock. Goddammit! Revy thought. She could tell her bladder would be empty soon. I didn’t practice pissing like a man for nothing! Time to play dirty. Revy turned, reached down, and rubbed Rock’s exposed penis. The effect was immediate; he immediately grew stiff, causing his pee stream to shoot straight up before landing a mere few inches from the boat. With her competition sabotaged, Revy refocused her attention. Her bladder was running dry; she needed to act quickly. Clenching, Revy was able to squeeze out one last drop of urine. With a violent pelvic thrust, she sent the golden droplet sailing through the air. It hit the water almost silently, clearer farther from the boat than Rock had managed. For a moment, the half-dressed pair stood in silence. Then- “Fuck yeah! I won!” cried Revy, raising a fist in triumph. “Hey, you cheated!” Rock protested. “Come on Rock, baby,” Revy laughed, “you should have expected that. I never play fair. Besides, that was fun, right?” “I guess,” Rock admitted. He glanced at his watch. “But we still have two and a half more hours to fill. Got any more ideas?” “Oh,” said Revy, eyeing his still-erect penis, “I’m sure I can think of something.” -------------------------------------------------------------------- Next up: Interrupted while going/about to go
  2. Here it is, the final installment in my Black Lagoon fanfic trilogy and my longest one yet. It's a sequel to these two stories: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/54490-yellow-lagoon/ and https://www.omorashi.org/topic/63978-omovember-2020-day-28/ , and while it briefly references events from the other stories, you don't strictly need to have read them prior to this one. Hope you like it! -------------- I'll post a warning here (again) for strong sexual content and language. --------------- Hot air blew in through the open window. Groaning, Rokuro “Rock” Okajima rolled over in his bed. Sweat soaked his shirt and boxer shorts. Even if the weather had been nicer, though, he still wouldn’t have been able to sleep. Not with his mind racing like it was. By all accounts, he should have been resting easy, relaxed and content. The Lagoon Company’s latest delivery had been a massive success, leaving them flush with cash. In an unexpected burst of charity, their boss Dutch had rented them rooms for a night at the Roanapur Royale, the nicest hotel in the city. Only the richest mob bosses could afford to stay there long-term. Still, it was nice to live like a king for a day. With its silken sheets and well-stocked mini fridge, Rock’s room was a huge step up from his usual dwellings. Still, something was eating at his mind: his coworker, Rebecca “Revy” Lee. Until recently, Rock had been sure that he understood their relationship: they were work partners who, despite their clashes, held a mutual respect and understanding. They knew that one could always depend upon the other; she was his gun and he was her bullet. She was probably the closest thing he had to a friend, but at the end of the day they were just partners; nothing more, nothing less. Or so he had thought. Lately, some of her actions towards him had seemed a little… leading. Like the time she had tossed her wet shorts in his face and flaunted her bare buttocks at him. Or when she had offered to hold him while he took a leak. If she were any other girl, Rock would have been certain she was coming on to him, but Revy was different. He knew she had always been crass; maybe this was just Revy being herself. If he responded in kind, would she just snap at him? Rock groaned again as the next point came up in his head. Did he feel the same way about her? Honestly, he wasn’t sure. They were certainly very close, but when it came to taking the next step, he faltered. Rock knew Revy would never open up to him directly, so that left him to make the first move. But if he was misreading her signals, then he would just end up pissing her off. And a pissed-off Revy was not something he wanted to deal with. Rock rolled over, his mind still analyzing the possibilities. -------------------------------- Across the hall, Revy was wide awake as well. “Fuck me,” she moaned. “This isn’t working.” Scowling, she withdrew one hand from inside her shorts and put down the tattered porn magazine she held in the other. She had been trying unsuccessfully to get herself off for several minutes, and had finally been forced to admit defeat. Revy picked up the magazine again and tried to figure out the problem. Despite the lurid images in front of her, she couldn’t concentrate on them. Her mind kept drifting to one thing: Rock. Fucking hell. Was she actually starting to… feel for him? It was true that Rock’s companionship had brought a spark of light into her pitch-black life, but this was new. Or was it? Revy thought back to the times she had teased him, almost flirted with him. At the time, she had just been having some fun at his expense. But now Revy had to wonder: had there been another, subconscious reason? Was there a small part of her that wanted him to reciprocate? To take her up on her offer of holding his dick, to respond to the sight of her bare ass by pinning her down and taking her- Revy shook off that train of thought. She gazed at one of the magazine’s photos, one showing a man and a woman having what appeared to be some great sex. Closing her eyes, Revy tried to picture herself and Rock in the couple’s place. The image popped up for a moment, and she felt a jolt of electricity run down her spine, making her quiver from head to toe. “Oh yeah,” Revy moaned softly. Her eyes shot open and she stood up with a renewed sense of purpose. There were still a lot of questions to sort through in her mind, but those could wait. Revy was a woman who knew what she wanted, and right now that was Rock. Fuck this psychoanalytic bullshit. She strode out the door and into the hallway. It was time to go after what she wanted. --------------------------- “Forget it,” Rock said to himself. “Just put it out of your mind until morning. Not a minute after he made this vow, there was a knock on his door. Cursing under his breath, Rock got out of bed to answer. He opened the door and was surprised to see Revy standing there, an intense look in her eyes. “Revy, wha-” Rock’s words were cut off as she practically leapt on him and pressed her lips against his. Shocked, he staggered backwards. Revy clung to him, not coming up for air until the two fell onto the bed. Rock barely had a moment to think before she was on him again. Heart racing, he closed his eyes and kissed her back. Rock’s paralyzed brain barely registered the fact that her tongue was now forcing its way into his mouth. It was bitter (not surprising given her smoking habit), but somehow it didn’t bother him. Revy pulled back again and Rock opened his eyes. She was straddling him now, her hands undoing the buttons on his shirt so fast that it nearly tore. “Revy, wait,” he managed to get out. There was a tiny nagging doubt in his mind. “Are you sure you want to do this?” In response, Revy pulled her crop top up over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra (as usual), and her breasts gave an alluring bounce as they were freed from their fabric prison. Revy leaned over, leaving them hanging less than a foot from Rock’s face. Getting a closer look, he had to admit it: her tits were perfect. Cliche but true. “Do I look unsure to you?” Revy whispered, and there was a wild hunger in her eyes. “No.” Rock barely had time to sputter the answer before she kissed him again. Revy pulled down her shorts and panties in one swift motion and flung them aside. Rock stared at her strip of pubic hair, which was already slick. He reached down to remove his own boxer shorts but Revy was faster, yanking them off like she was unwrapping a Christmas present. He was already hard, of course, and she gave a hungry grin before jumping on top of him and swiftly guiding him inside her. Through the haze of pleasure, Rock had one thought: Revy in bed was much like Revy in combat; wild, uncontrolled and clearly having the time of her life. She was doing most of the work, thrusting back and forth with wild abandon, crying out in ecstasy as she rode him. Rock had never experienced such an amazing sensation in his life. He had had sex before (maybe less often than he cared to admit), but this was on a whole different level. He reached up to fondle her breasts. They felt just as good as he had imagined, and Revy’s cries grew even louder. Although his senses were all on overdrive, Rock had enough sense left to speak up after a few minutes. “Revy,” he moaned, “I’m gonna-” She jumped off of him, red-faced and panting. “No fuckin’ way I’m getting pregnant,” Revy panted. “Don’t worry though; I won’t leave you with blue balls. Sit up. There’s another reason they call me ‘Two Hands.’” Rock did as he was told and she went to work, rubbing his shaft with the same enthusiasm she had shown earlier. It wasn’t long before he felt it again. “Revy, I- ahhh!” “Ugh! Goddammit, Rock!” The silence that filled the air was palpable. Revy wiped her face off and turned to face him, her eyes blazing. “Rock,” she said in a deceptively soft tone, “tell me something. At what point did I tell you to blow your load all over my fucking face?” “You, uh, didn’t,” a mortified Rock replied. Part of his brain chided him; he should have known something would set Revy off. “Damn right I didn’t,” she growled. “Now lie back down.” Rock obeyed, and a moment later he grunted as she sat on his chest. Her vulva was an inch from his face, pink and wet. “Start licking,” Revy ordered. “Finish me off and I might forgive you.” Not daring to disobey, Rock closed his eyes and did as he was told. Revy’s tongue had been bitter, but her pussy had more of a salty taste. Again, he didn’t mind, but he didn’t want to think about what might happen if his performance wasn’t up to par. “Not good enough,” Revy declared after just a little while. “Looks like I’ll have to punish you.” Rock pulled back and was about to ask what she meant. Before he could say anything, however, he felt a warm stream of liquid land in his open mouth. Sputtering, Rock opened his eyes, which instantly went wide with shock. Revy had adjusted her position so that she was squatting a few inches above his face. A golden stream was flowing steadily from between her legs. Revy gave a small sigh of relief as she kept peeing, then grinned wickedly. “That’s right,” she muttered, “just lie there and take it, bitch.” Rock’s mind spun as he tried to process several new pieces of information. Revy was pissing on him. Pissing right in his mouth. She must have had a lot to drink, her bladder was still going. And it tasted a bit like beer, but a lot saltier.Lastly, and most surprisingly, he once again found he didn’t mind. Rock chose not to question why that was for now, and simply swallowed Revy’s liquid gold. Revy noticed. “Fuck,” she growled, “don’t tell me you’re enjoying this!” There was a pause as the realization hit her. “Holy shit,” she cried, “you actually are! You’re getting off to me pissing on your face!” Rock was silent. He wasn’t sure how Revy would react to the revelation that her ‘punishment’ wasn’t working. To his relief, she simply laughed in disbelief. “Rock, you dirty son of a bitch,” she said, still peeing freely. “Drink up!” He did as he was told, even as Revy shook her hips to spray her urine all over his face. The warm liquid ran down his throat until eventually Revy’s stream began to slow down. “Jesus Christ, Rock,” Revy laughed, pushing out a few spurts of pee. “You are one sick- fuuuuuck!” Rock had thrust his eager tongue into her still-dripping pussy. He closed his eyes and let himself explore, savoring the taste as Revy cried out in pleasure. “Fuck,” she moaned again, “holy fuuuuuuuck!” She climaxed explosively, spraying Rock’s face with a second fluid. For a while, there was silence. Revy rolled off of Rock and onto the bed next to him, panting and red-faced. They both lay there, sweaty, filthy, and feeling better than they had in their entire lives. Eventually, Revy broke the quiet. “Damn,” she said softly, “I should’ve fucked your brains out months ago.” “Um, thanks,” said Rock. “You were great too.” “‘Great?’” Revy laughed, playfully punching him in the shoulder. “Rock, baby, admit it: I’m the best lay you’ve ever had.” “Why would I have to admit it?” Rock replied, getting some confidence back. “We both already know it’s true.” “Damn straight,” said Revy, slowly sitting up. “Now c’mon, let’s wash all this shit off.” The shower in the connected bathroom was easily large enough for two people. The pair took full advantage of that, stepping under the hot water together. Rock watched as Revy lathered up her naked body, thoroughly enjoying the show. “Hey,” she said, “wash my back, will you?” “Sure thing,” Rock answered. He rubbed the soap on his hands, then ran them slowly down Revy’s tattooed back. Another jolt of confidence went through him, and he reached a little lower. She whipped her head around, briefly startling Rock, but then just grinned. “Great, ain’t it?” she bragged. “Don’t blame you for wanting a feel.” Once Revy was clean, she turned to Rock. “Your turn,” she said, and he obligingly turned around to feel her hands going down his spine. Then, without warning, one hand reached down and gave his balls a gentle squeeze. Rock yelped and jumped away as Revy laughed. “Now we’re even,” she taunted playfully. The two continued to soak in the shower, even after they were clean. The hot water was a rare luxury, and it felt incredible. Eventually, Rock worked up the courage to say what he knew they were both thinking. “So,” he asked, “what does this make us?” Revy was silent, and for a moment Rock feared he had pushed too far. He was about to apologize when Revy responded. “I'm not sure,” she said slowly. “This is all… new. For now, let’s say… let’s say friends. Friends with benefits. Some really sweet-ass benefits.” “Fine by me,” said Rock, relieved. With someone like Revy, it was probably best to let her set the pace. If this was what she was comfortable admitting, that was fine with him. And he liked the sound of that ‘for now.” Who knew what the future might bring? “Aw, shit,” groaned Revy, interrupting Rock’s musings. “I gotta take a piss.” “Again?” he asked. “I thought you emptied yourself out.” “I swallowed a lot of shower water,” Revy said with a shrug. “Well, there’s a toilet over-” “Are you joking? I’m staying in here ‘til I turn into a prune. Stand back! Or don’t.” Rock was about to ask what she meant, but the answer quickly became clear. Revy stood above the shower drain with her legs spread, then Rock heard a quiet sigh as she let go, releasing a golden stream of urine. The splashing sound it made as it hit the floor mixed with the steady drizzle from the shower head. Watching her relieve herself so freely, so brazenly, Rock felt his penis growing stiff again. Revy noticed. “Well, well, well,” she said, shaking off the last few drops of pee. She looked at him with a feral hunger in her eyes. “Looks like somebody’s ready for round two…” THE END
  3. I can't believe Omovember is almost done! For this fic, I revisited the world of Black Lagoon (first one's here, by the way: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/54490-yellow-lagoon/ ). This one doesn't have the violence that one did, but still contains strong language. Consider this your warning. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Day 28: Peeing in an alley Revy (Black Lagoon) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The city of Roanapur in Thailand may have been hell on earth, but at least hell had a well-stocked liquor cabinet. The Yellow Flag was an excellent place to go for a drink, at least when a shootout wasn’t taking place. Those happened far too frequently for the owner Bao’s liking. But tonight was nice and quiet. At first, at least. “Haha! That really showed those fuckers!” The loud cry was accompanied by the equally loud slam of the door being opened. Rock and Revy, two members of the Lagoon Delivery Company, strode into the bar. The two of them made an odd couple: Rock was polite yet cunning, not much of a fighter, and wore a business suit even in the tropical heat. Revy, meanwhile, was loud and abrasive, a fearsome gunslinger, and dressed in a tube top and short shorts. Despite their differences, and initial tensions, the duo had become inseparable. “I take it there was another successful delivery?” Bao inquired as the two of them pulled up to the bar. “You know it,” Revy replied. “Some wannabe gangsters hired us to deliver a shipment of guns. But once they got them, the stupid motherfuckers tried to double-cross us.” “Not a wise choice,” Bao commented. Rock nodded. “In the end,” he said, “we walked away with both the guns and our payment.” “What can I say?” Revy laughed. “I can be very persuasive.” “Mmm-hm,” Bao nodded. “What can I get for you?” “Bacardi, and keep it coming!” Revy requested. “Same here,” said Rock. Bao poured the drinks, but before either could take a sip, the door opened again. “Bartender, bring me a beer! And make it snappy!” The speaker was a tall blonde man in shades and a business suit. Revy recognized him as Antonio, one of the newest criminals in town. She scowled as Bao served him. Antonio had a reputation for having an ego and a mouth far bigger than his fame. He looked at Revy appreciatively and grinned. “Hey, beautiful,” he called. “How about sharing a drink with me?” Revy flipped him off and turned to Bao. “You got another Bacardi for me?” she asked. “Bacardi?” Antonio repeated. “Isn’t that a little strong for a pretty thing like you?” Revy’s temper flared. She reached for the dual pistols she had holstered at her side, but Rock shot out a hand to stop her. “What are you doing?” she growled. “Give me one reason I shouldn’t waste this asshole.” In response, a wicked grin flashed on Rock’s face. “Because,” he whispered, “I have a better idea for what to do with him.” He whispered his plan in Revy’s ear, and by the end she was grinning as widely as he was. “Okay,” said Revy. “We’ll do it your way.” Following Rock’s plan, Revy turned to Antonio and laughed mockingly. “Too strong for me?” she scoffed. “As if! If anything, I’d say this stuff is too much for a pussy like you.” “What?” yelled Antonio. “Nobody talks to me like that, you bitch!” “Oh yeah?” Revy taunted. “How about you put your money where your mouth is? What do you say to a drinking contest? Loser pays the winner’s tab.” “You’re on!” Antonio snarled. Bao poured out two shots of Bacardi and placed them in front of the competitors. Perfect, thought Revy, downing the drink. All according to plan. The rum kept flowing as the contest continued, and Revy began to feel tipsy. She shook her head to clear it and looked over at Antonio, who was barely sitting upright. “Ready to call it quits?” she asked. “N-no way!” Antonio replied. “I can do this all night!” Bao refilled their glasses, and Revy swallowed hers in a single gulp. Antonio moved to do the same, but before the glass reached his lips, he swayed and fell backwards, hitting the floor with a loud thud. “Well,” said Bao, “it looks like we have a winner.” “Haha! Take th-that!” Revy slurred. “Rock, baby, you were right: that was way better. Hey, Bao!” “Yeah?” “Gimme a bottle of your most expensive wine!” she ordered. Bao complied, and Revy popped the cork, then poured the bottle all over Antonio. “Don’t worry,” said Revy, seeing the shocked look on Bao’s face, “it’s on his tab.” The bartender laughed, and Revy stood up and stretched, taking a moment to check how she was doing after all that rum. Not great, as it turned out. Revy’s head felt very fuzzy, and her bladder was incredibly full. She looked down to see a visible bulge in her bare midriff. “Shit,” Revy mumbled to herself, “I gotta go take a leak.” Revy stood up, a little unsteady. She was going to head to the ladies’ room, but then another idea popped into her head. “Hey, Rock,” Revy called. “Come with me, will ya?” Rock nodded and followed her out the door. With the warm night air washing over her, Revy staggered over to the mouth of a nearby alley. “Why did you bring me out here?” Rock asked, sounding a little nervous. “Aw, relax,” said Revy, “it’s nothing bad. I just need you to keep watch for me, ‘cause I gotta go take the world’s biggest piss.” “Oh. Um, okay,” said Rock. He turned around and Revy walked farther into the alley, her bladder begging for release. Once Revy reached the dead end of the alley, she undid her belt and dropped her shorts and panties, grinning to herself. Toilets were fine, but there was something so freeing about peeing outdoors. This was far from her first time relieving herself in an alley. She was about to assume her usual squatting position when she noticed the graffiti adorning the wall in front of her. Revy grinned, getting another idea. With her lower half still bare, Revy moved up to the wall, standing up straight. She allowed her bladder to let go, and felt a huge amount of urine snake its way through her urethra. Her pee gushed out in an uncontrolled spray with a loud hiss. Revy thrust her hips up and forward, and her stream, which had previously been flowing straight down between her legs, flew up in a sloppy arc. It hit the wall a few feet from the ground, with such force that it sent droplets of pee flying, splashing Revy’s legs. She didn’t care, though. Emptying her overfull bladder was giving her a near-orgasmic sensation of pleasure. “Haaaah,” Revy moaned, her eyes rolling back. “Fuck yeah, that’s good…” As Revy continued to relieve herself, her stream gradually lost height until eventually it started to dribble down her leg. Revy widened her stance and forced out the last of her pee. Once she was finished, Revy took a moment to admire her addition to the graffiti. A huge wet stain marked the wall, one that started as a large patch a few feet up before trailing to the ground, where a golden puddle lay. Revy grinned, satisfied at the results. “Nice,” she said to herself. “Revy was here, bitches.” Revy wiped herself dry with her hand, then got dressed. “Rock, baby!” she called. “I’m done now, you can look!” “I take it everything went well?” Rock asked as she walked up to him. “You know it,” Revy replied. “That felt fucking great!” “Mm-hm,” was all Rock said as he smiled politely. It was partially the alcohol talking, but Revy kept going. “I gotta do that again,” she said, throwing her arm over Rock’s shoulder. “Maybe you’d like to join me next time?” “Wha- I-,” Rock sputtered. “I’ll write your name for you, baby,” Revy teased. She laughed as Rock’s face turned bright right. With her arm still around him, the two of them made their way back to the boat. ------------------- I have been toying around with an idea for another Black Lagoon omo fic, but that's a story for another time...
  4. Here is the second of my stories from this poll: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/52533-which-story-part-2/ . I was inspired by a image I saw on Gelbooru, which I'll link at the end. WARNING: contains strong language and some violence. (If you've seen Black Lagoon, this should come as no surprise). -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Roanapur, Thailand. You couldn’t find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. Between the drug peddlers, arms dealers, and multiple mafia groups, there truly was a flavor of crime for everyone. And yet, for the Lagoon Delivery Company, this place was home. As long as your money was good, they’d deliver any cargo, no matter how illegal, with no questions asked. On this warm tropical evening, the crew was aboard their boat, the Black Lagoon, patiently awaiting the return of one of their own. “Fuck!” groaned Revy, the group’s enforcer. “What’s taking Rock so long?” “Easy there,” said Dutch, the leader of the crew. “He’ll get here when he gets here.” “Whatever,” Revy grunted, opening another beer. “For every minute he’s late, I’m taking more of his paycheck.” “All the same,” said Benny, the crew’s tech guy, “it’s not like him to keep us waiting. You don’t think something happened to him, do you?” “Ah, don’t get your panties in a twist,” Revy jeered. “Wha- I’m not-,” Benny started to retort, but Dutch held up a hand to silence him. A familiar figure was making his way down the docks towards them. Rock, former salaryman and newest member of the Lagoon Company, had returned. “Well, well, well,” said Revy, “he lives and- Jesus!” As she got a better look at Rock, she saw he was in pretty bad shape. His clothes were torn, his face was a mess of blood and bruises, and he was walking with a noticeable limp. “Rock, talk to me!” Revy shouted, annoyed at the concern creeping into her voice. “What the hell happened to you?” “It was those fuckers we were supposed to deliver the package to,” Rock groaned. He paused for breath as Dutch and Benny helped him onto the boat. “I showed up to their headquarters, like I was supposed to. Then I guess they decided they could stiff us. They took the goods, kicked the shit out of me, and sent me back without pay.” “And you didn’t fight back?” asked Revy. Rock smiled grimly, showing off bloodstained teeth. “Revy, there were about fifty of them, all armed to the teeth. I’m not getting paid enough for suicide.” “Well, we can’t just let those assholes get away with it!” Revy snarled. “Nobody tries to fuck over the Lagoon Company and lives!” “Believe me, I’m with you,” said Rock. “But we’ll have to be smart about this.” In the Black Lagoon’s cabin, the crew reviewed their information. “So these guys are holed up in their hideout; an old warehouse on the south side,” Rock explained. “They ordered enough guns to arm a small nation, plus a whole load of drugs.” “Trying to establish themselves as real criminals, huh,” Dutch mused. “They must be new in town.” “I’ll say,” growled Revy, sipping her beer. “They don’t know enough to not fuck with us.” “We’ll show them,” said Rock. “In this line of work, we can’t afford to look weak.” “So I take it there won’t be any backup on this one?” asked Benny. “No,” Rock replied. “We’ll have to handle it ourselves.” “He’s right,” said Dutch. “But it’ll be one hell of an uphill battle. Our best bet is to go in ASAP, while we still know where they are and they’re not expecting us. Revy, you’ll be on point. I’ll cover you with the Remington. Benny, stay here and monitor the comms. We don’t need anyone else getting involved. And Rock… just get some rest, okay?” “Hell yeah,” said Revy with a grin. “Let’s do this!” In her cluttered room, Revy rummaged around until she found what she was looking for: her trusty dual Sword Cutlass pistols. She double-checked them, loaded the magazines, then downed the rest of her beer. As she crushed the can and tossed it in the garbage, she started to feel the effects of her numerous drinks. Not inebriation (she didn’t get drunk easily), but rather a familiar pressure in her bladder. Revy was about to head to the boat’s restroom when there was a knock on her door. “You ready yet, Revy?” asked Dutch. “Sure,” she replied. It’ll be fine, she reassured herself. I can just take a leak once we’re done. During the long walk to the warehouse, Revy could feel her needs getting worse. It wasn’t at leg-crossing, crotch-holding levels yet, but it was enough to make her want to finish the job quickly. Part of her even hoped the goons would give up without a fight. “You okay there?” asked Dutch. “You’re being awfully quiet.” “I was, uh, lost in thought,” said Revy. “Y’know, contemplating the havoc we’re gonna wreak.” Soon, they reached a run-down industrial area of Roanapur. Abandoned buildings and rusted shipping crates dominated the landscape. “Man, what a shithole,” said Revy. “Mm-hm,” Dutch agreed. “Listen, I’m gonna set up a sniping point on that old crane over there. You’re on your own from here on out.” As she continued forward, Revy considered stopping briefly to relieve herself in an alley. She’d done so many times before, usually after a long night of drinking at the Yellow Flag. Not an option, she scolded herself. We’re on a tight schedule here; no time for a fucking potty break. The warehouse itself was fairly nondescript, with multiple entrances and a few catwalks on the exterior. A couple of men were patrolling, and Revy decided to get their attention. “Yo, assholes!” she yelled. The closest man turned to look at Revy, her impressive figure clad in a tube top and what could charitably be described as shorts. “Hey, looks like the entertainment’s here!” he leered. “Hardly,” said Revy. “I’m with the Lagoon Company. You know, the guys you decided to rip off. Now, there are two ways we can do this. You give me the money you owe, or things get messy.” “You’re joking, right?” The man drew an assault rifle and aimed at Revy. “You ain’t getting a penny from us. Now get out before I blow your brains out.” “Option two it is,” growled Revy. She drew her Cutlasses and fired before the man could. Hearing the gunfire, more armed thugs rushed out the doors. Revy fired a few more shots, then ducked behind the nearby wall of a demolished building. “It’s on, fuckers,” she snarled. Sure enough, the rest of the goons opened fire. The flimsy wall wouldn’t protect her for long, so Revy kept moving. She ran to the opposite edge of the wall and fired, scoring two perfect headshots. Scanning her surroundings for more cover, she spotted an overturned shipping container and made a dash for it, diving the final few feet as gunfire narrowly missed her. Revy landed hard and winced as she felt a few drops of urine leak out. Her need to pee was definitely noticeable now, and her bladder was demanding that she empty it soon. Trying to ignore it, Revy popped out from behind cover and fired off two full clips. She didn’t wait and see how many she hit; she was already planning her next move. The next piece of potential cover, a thick concrete barrier, was much too far away for Revy to reach without getting shot. Luckily, sniper rifle shots rang out, letting her know that Dutch was doing his job. Revy dashed for the barrier, firing a few potshots to discourage her opponents. It was sturdy enough to allow her a brief respite, letting her catch her breath and reload. Unfortunately, with that moment’s rest, her urge to pee came back into sharp focus. The pressure in her bladder was becoming unbearable, and Revy desperately wanted to put her hands to her groin and hold herself. However, given that she had a pistol in each hand, this wasn’t an option. Instead, she settled for squeezing her legs together and fidgeting before resuming the shootout. One of the goons, trying to locate the sniper that was harassing them, pulled out his own Remington sniper rifle. Revy took aim at him and fired off six shots. Normally, this would have been enough to kill anything that moved, but Revy was fidgeting so badly that every shot missed. She cursed herself silently before emptying her other pistol, this time hitting her target. Fuck me, thought Revy as she reloaded, now crossing her legs in desperation. This is not going well; I can’t hit shit like this! I gotta piss so fuckin’ bad! Firing at more of the thugs, with barely any of her shots hitting, Revy reviewed her options. She couldn’t keep shooting like this; at this rate, either she or Dutch would end up catching a bullet. And she didn’t exactly have time to take a bathroom break. That meant the only other choice was to- No! Revy interrupted herself. I can’t just piss myself! That’d be humiliating! But if the alternative is getting shot... , said another voice inside her, and Revy realized there was no choice. She took a deep breath and steeled herself for what she was about to do. “Fuck my life,” groaned Revy, and she opened her legs and let her bladder relax. It took a moment for the floodgates to open, but when they did, it was like a dam had burst inside Revy’s shorts. Her crotch grew warm as urine flowed out of her, soaking her panties and creating a huge wet patch. Droplets of pee formed trails as they cascaded down Revy’s bare legs and added to the growing puddle at her feet. It was gross, but she couldn’t help but sigh in relief. Goddamn, this feels so good! thought Revy in ecstasy. Now where were we? Still emptying her bladder, Revy jumped out from behind the barrier and opened fire. This time, every shot hit its mark and twelve thugs crumpled to the ground. She rolled out of the way of returning fire (drops of pee flew into the air, but she didn’t care), quickly reloaded and fired off another volley. “Alright, alright!” came a panicked shout. Revy looked up and saw a man in a suit on the catwalk holding a large briefcase. “Here’s the money we owe you, just leave us alone!” he yelled. He tossed the briefcase down to to Revy, who opened it to find huge stacks of Thai baht. With one gun still trained on the warehouse, she counted the money and found it was more than the Lagoon Delivery Company was owed. Not that she was going to tell him that. “Good enough,” said Revy. “Now don’t you ever fuck with us again.” “Y-you got it,” the man stammered. He looked closer at Revy. “Wait, did you piss your- aggh!” “I don’t miss twice, asshole,” growled Revy. Clutching the bullet in his shoulder, the man in the suit called out to his surviving henchmen and beat a wise retreat. Cash in hand, Revy made her way back to the crane where Dutch had set up shop. “Mission accomplished,” she called up to him. Dutch grinned at her and climbed down. “Nice work, Revy,” he said. If he noticed the wet patch on her shorts, he was smart enough to not mention it. Police sirens sounded in the distance, and the two of them ran all the way back to the docks. Back aboard the Black Lagoon, Rock was lying on the couch holding an ice pack to his head. “Ah, you’re back,” he commented. “I take it the operation was successful?” “Got that right,” Dutch replied. “We got the money and showed ‘em who’s boss.” “Good, good,” said Rock. “Then that should be the end of our troubles with them.” Dutch went off to check on Benny, leaving Rock and Revy alone. Revy lit a cigarette and sighed. “So how many times does this make that I’ve had to bail you out?” “Revy, I… look,” said Rock. “I guess what I’m trying to say is thank you.” “Pff, don’t mention it,” Revy scoffed. “If someone’s always gotta save your ass, it might as well be me.” “Fair enough,” Rock chuckled. He took a closer look at Revy. “Hey, did you wet your-” Suddenly, everything went black and Rock felt something wet slap his face. He peeled it off and gasped as he saw Revy’s bare ass in his face. She had removed her sodden shorts and panties and thrown them at him. “Compared to the other guy, you got off light,” Revy sneered, flipping him off. She strode off to her room, smirking at Rock’s red face. All in all, it hadn’t been a bad day. THE END --------------------------------------- So here's the aforementioned picture. The link is https://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=1610851 The text reads: "Shit! Seriously? I fuckin' pissed myself..."
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