It was too much.
Too much heat. Too much steam. Too much of this perverted fox.
Ren's body, already running on a feverish overdrive, finally hit its limit. Her brain felt like a computer trying to run a high-end graphics game on a floppy disk operating system.
She slammed her hands against Vex's solid, muscular chest, shoving him with all the strength her noodle-arms could muster.
"No!" Ren squeaked.
Vex allowed her to push him back, putting a frantic two feet of distance between them. Her face was a brilliant shade of crimson that rivaled a ripe tomato.
"You... you..." Ren stammered, aggressively scrubbing her wet cheek with the back of her hand. "You did not taste that! You tasted the flu! That is mucus and bacteria you just licked, you weirdo!"
She scrambled toward the opposite end of the small pool.
"You can't just go around licking people!" she shouted, her voice echoing off the cavern walls.
She backed herself into the furthest corner, hugging her chest.
