@pyoniumyankee said “That’s a titty, baby!” [x]
“Two of them, actually. What of it?” She clicked her tongue and set one hand on her hip for a more easily understood visualization of her impatience. Naux did not have the most ample breasts, but they were still large enough that squaring her shoulders back in disdain gave them a characteristic jiggle. “This is no way to treat a damsel in distress,” she rasped. Even when quiet, her growl gave the illusion that she was parched without anything to drink for years. It served, likely, as her most intimidating weapon. Small as she was, Naux could hardly lord her height over him or anyone else. “If you’re looking for some other kind of special services, you’ll have to pay a pretty price.” This, of course, ignored how he wound up there in the first place.
The restroom, as far as she could recall, was unisex—and unispecies as well. As for how he’d gotten in? She rolled her eyes. He didn’t seem the type to pick a lock, nor would he need to: she had a feeling it didn’t engage quite right when she initially jiggled it. Typical. “You can look wherever you want, Mr. Healthy Libido, but I’ve got this funny idea you’ll feel a lot less silly later on if you focus on my face.” Her free hand snapped at the air above her head. Then, with a sigh, her arms swept dramatically up before clapping down by her sides. More jiggling.
“If you’re going to stay, be a dear and make yourself useful. I’m scrubbing and scrubbing, but I can’t get the red sauce out.” Her head tilted toward the sink and the soaking wet dress that sat in it. “It’s gotten a bit pink but it still looks suspiciously like blood. I don’t really think I should wear it out of here.” A beat. “I’m not asking for you to use your beautiful manly muscles to work in some elbow grease. Give me your shirt, stud. Jacket too.” It was her turn to look him up and down. “You might just be tall enough…I could wear it as a dress, you’d get the wonderful knowledge that I’m not wearing anything under it. That’s what they call win-win, no?” Naux had the gall to look pleased.
