"They are so pretty," Merrill had said one night, "can you imagine wearing something so pretty close to your skin?" It had been so innocent but Isabela had remembered those words. They hadn't known each other for that long but long enough that it wouldn't be weird to give the kitten an impromptu gift.
She ignored the usual catcalls and whistles as she walked into the High Town and made her way to the Blooming Rose. She walked in like she had done many nights before but instead of looking up one of her favourites she walked up to the bar and threw a small pouch of coins on the counter.
"Let's bargain," she said.
…
Merrill went from pink to bright crimson when she opened the parcel that the pirate had thrown at her. She kept her face down as she investigated the fetching garment, the fabric was just as soft as she had imagined and it was kept together with nug bones, just soft enough to probably be very comfortable. Merrill almost squealed in delight when she noticed that the package also held a pink satin sash, just like the one that the girls of the Blooming Rose wore. Suddenly the elf couldn't wait to try it on.
"Isabela…" Merrill said, "I.. can't possibly."
"Of course you can," Isabela replied, "go on. Go and try it, kitten. I'll wait here."
Merrill stood up, hugging the item to her chest.
"Thank you!" She said, "I.. thank you!"
She leaned down and before her own timidness could stop her she had pressed a quick kiss to the tip of Isabela's nose. The elf went from crimson to almost purple but then she hurried into the other room to try her new underwear on. She hadn't even noticed how a slight blush had spread over the pirate's cheeks.
"That's quite alright, kitten," Isabela said to no one, "it was my pleasure."