"Shizuka? Honey? I'm up here."
Kawai Shizuka immediately jerked, and her eyes shot up to meet Mai's, her own wide and embarrassed. Mai was grinning like she knew she was about to win the night's jackpot with her hand and that only made Shizuka more bashful. Her cheeks turned an "endearing shade of red," as it was called by the older woman. "I suppose this means I don't have to ask about the top," Mai purred.
The cat had clearly gotten the cream and the mouse.
Shizuka attempted to cover her embarrassment at having been caught blatantly staring at the other's chest, but her words died on her lips as her eyes drifted back downward. She couldn't be blamed, she hoped. Yes, Kujaku Mai was far from humble in dress, but there was something about this particular top that just accented her body perfectly. The bust was more like a work of art that had to be admired than just a frustrating tease now.
Mai laughed at her.
"I'll change, but I'm definitely buying this."
Shizuka's ears burned from all of the blood rushing to them. It looked like the cat was going to be wearing that while taking the mouse out on a date later that evening. She prayed to all deities then that she would be able to have gathered up some self-control to combat the ogling by then.