Emberwood the art of barter

Luke teased her and of course Smash had an answer at the ready. "I have a whole closet full of them! Be glad I didn't wear my saggy grandma ass today." She gave his ear a nibble even as he went for a nip at her jaw, then pushed backward off him with a grin. "Actually, I'm wearing my bubbly man butt today, since you're gay and all," she quipped a second before swinging around and twerking sashaying her hips in his face, tail swirling. "How do you like it?"

Before Luke could possibly react—she suspected a playful pinch or maybe even bite to the rear might happen—Smash whirled back around to face him. "While I did just hit that magical time known as sexual maturity, I'm not actually that easy. Besides, you're not ready to be a father, are you, Mr. Bluenose?" she inquired glibly, stretching out a dark chocolate forepaw to boop him on the nose.