Warning: Chapter is quite possibly not safe for work, family, friends, or small children. It's not very explicit, but there is... well...
Sanaki giggled.
Naesala scowled at her. "It's not that funny."
"But it is!" she answered gleefully. "It's so tiny!"
"It is not," he shot back. "You don't even have any basis for comparison, or so you told me."
"Anatomy books," she stated without so much as batting an eyelash.
He sighed. "Oh."
Sanaki laughed again. "Is that why you bickered with Tibarn so much? I always knew you were jealous of him - in more ways than one."
"I was not jeal- how would I even- could we please get back to what we were doing?" he asked almost pleadingly.
"I don't know. Can we have sex with me bursting into laughter every few moments?" she replied.
"Not really," he admitted.
"Then it might have to wait a bit. Maybe I could get out a ruler…" she mused.
Naesala sighed again. "Please don't."
"Why not? I think I deserve to know, don't I?" she replied instantly.
"Sanaki…"
"Fine, I'll stop talking about it. But you have to admit, Naesala," she added, "it is pretty funny."