Inka's True Intentions

"Oh? Aren't you cute…" Inka chuckled, letting her tail caress Vloz's side. "Nothing. It would entail nothing that you wouldn't desire yourself. Everything to your benefit."

"Are you asking me to relocate to Tempest?" he asked plainly.

Shrugging, Inka replied, "Honestly, I'd prefer you didn't. I'm willing to let us be whatever you want. But I've been pent up for too long. And after meeting you, I feel like you can spice things up for me."

"Whatever I want? …" Vloz took that moment to think. Then, he let his tail gingerly rub Inka's cheek. "So, if I agreed to spend time with you until the end of the exhibition, would you pressure me afterward?"

"Oh? Are you saying I won't be able to let you go? Ha, ha, don't tempt me… But no. Tempest has already pissed off too many prefectures, so I wouldn't be able to pressure you even if I was insistent," answered Inka, leaning into Vloz's tail.

"And you aren't just trying to bear a child?"