//I do expect a bare minimum of literacy.

Ever wondered why she wears so little?
For more agility of course~

Anyways, maximum agility for #SeductiveSunday

Snorring.

Loudly.

"Well, newsflash: Yer got the wrong fockin' one, genius!"

Trying to somehow flee.

//ok

"Aye, gladly."

She said, while grabbing his peks.

"Aye, fluffy too. Must be handy on a cold day.
We goblin seamen don't have that.
We have to stay agile too, so thick clothing is never an option."

"Shiver me timbers, I haven't even done anything...yet."

Since she got shoved down so violently by him, one of the golden Skulls covering her nipples was slightly misaligned, and her chest in general was now covered in dirt.

Her hands were on him before he finished asking.

"Aye, that's some nice texture yer having."

Not her accidentally smearing all her sweat on his chest, having totally forgotten about it.

Now being forced into an face down, ass up position.

"Hey, what's the big idea yer landlubbing scallywag!?"

Bitting her lower lip.

"Battle-hardy, are yer?"

"Huh?"

Slowly turned towards him in a very delayed reaction.

"I do. And I say go fer it."

"Yer already plenty cute tho.
So me eye is well served already.
Not that I want to talk yer out of it mind ye."

"Glad I could please the great fire spirit of Highstool with me mere appearance."

She's not good with names.

"With better ASSets too~"

Cue the cheeky smile.

"Among other things~"

Stretching her arms over her head and arching her back.

"Ew, aye, then we only have similar names.
And yes, I am DEFINITIFELY more cu-...attractive than a pig."

She crossed her arms over her chest, nodding.

"I'm just a wee goblin lass, and given those names yer just dropped, I assume not so different from those Bokoboblins or whatever ya called them."

"Arr, I answer to Sadie.
I ain't got no fancy title, I'm just a pirate, or mercenary of the sea if yer fancy like that anyways.
Nice ta meet yer, despite the rocky start."

Extending her still yet sweaty hand.

"Don't you dare."

Holding her sword in front of her.

Her good eye flashed as she caught the rupee out of the air.

"Oh, much obliged kind stra- wait. Elemental Spirit?
Yer some kind of God?
I thought at first yer some sort of fire mage, but this makes more sense now upon closer inspection."

Nodding, looking him up and down.

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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ❛ 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺,
⠀⠀⠀ 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲, 𝗿𝘂𝗳𝗶𝗮𝗻𝘀 !

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝘽𝘼𝙐 𝘽𝘼𝙐 𝘽𝘼𝙐 𝘽𝘼𝙐 ー !! 🩵 ❜

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"I'll skewer ye like a kebab.
Don't test me."

"Aight, aight, so can I bugger off now?"

A thick film of sweat has build on the goblins skin, her now looking like a balloon due to how much skin her outfit was showing.

Sloooowly draws sword, eye squinted.

"Don't yer fockin' dare."

"Uh...I gave it back willingly, yer wouldn't have lost much anyways, I wouldn't be worth the effort,...erm... hitting a woman is cowardly I guess(?) and... uh...punting would be more effective?!..."

The servant to the Goddess of Power.

Dinraal

Looks back.

"..."

Looks into purse.

"..."

Looks back at him.

"Wow, yer poor."

Throws it in front of him.

"'kay bye."

"Anthro kisser!"

"Lord."