It was the biggest conundrum of all time, as Furfur was quite enjoying putting his hands on her body. He loved the way her skin felt as he smoothed his palms down her back and up her stomach. He loved sneaking his fingers beneath the leaves on her chest and giving her breasts a squeeze. And he certainly loved kissing her everywhere his lips could reach, from lips to face to neck to shoulder to...

A soft whine fell from his lips as Night Sky pulled away to remove the last of his clothes, but it turned into a soft sigh as vines wrapped around his wrists, tugging them upwards. He lifted his hands over his head compliantly, only flexing his muscles and giving them a little tug to test them once he felt they were secure.

"Yanno, I know I asked for this, but part of me still thinks this is unfair." He pouts, giving Night Sky the saddest, most pathetic kicked puppy look he could manage.