<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/iQ0eMPj.jpg)</div>Tamrithra blushed heavily at Tipperary’s flirtatious dialogue.<br/><br/>“I-it’s not what I think, it’s more-” she stammered as she took off the collar. “As long as you<em>want</em>to dress like that, is what I meant. I do find you...attractive...”<br/><br/>Tamrithra was of two minds at that instance of the catgirl’s soft caress. The part that told her to expect trouble, whether from Tip, or having her eye off of the ship’s cockpit for so long. Surely they’d be given chase...<br/><br/>...but no warnings came from Shokyou, at least not yet. The offer of an enjoyable dance, combined with mental images of zero-g Kama Sutra, and having this woman all to herself for the next few days during the spike drill...it was all too much to resist.<br/><br/>Returning Tip’s answer with a kiss on the lips, Tamrithra embraced her. Hands exploring the pale catgirl’s body, from the small of her back to her ass, her own tail curled around one of Tip’s legs, soft fur brushing against pale flesh.<br/><br/>She hoped that she didn’t regret this, although any second thoughts were growing distant now.<br/>