ππβ [boxer briefs, go buck wild!]
π - Boxer Briefs, β- Permission to touch
This was an ambush Sollux had not expected. It had been a long while since he'd met up with Nepeta. He was quick to take up the invitation and make his way through the urban labyrinth to where he recalled her hideaway was. There was no way to suspect what she was up to until the alleycat had snuck up on him and promptly whirled around, tail hiked.
Briefs were clearly the operative word, Nepeta's ever-wide hips stretching the blue-lined black underwear tight against her shapely bottom half. Tight as they were they still did a poor job containing her wiggles, between the slow undulation of her fat cheeks and her tail flicking about Sollux was almost getting dizzy. Clearly this was the reason he had to reach his hands out and grab hold of her, fingers sinking into the plush behind and feeling the powerful huntress muscles below. He'd stay absorbed in these ministrations until Nepeta finally flicked him in the face with her tail to get a move on.
"0h, right. uhh. nine out 0f ten?"