He didn’t mean to.

She reached for the remote on the coffee table, it was out of her reach. With an annoyed huff she looked over at Arthur. She flipped over onto her stomach and began a surprisingly effort intensive maneuver to reach the remote without having to get off the couch. Balancing carefully she bridged the gulf between the couch and the table. Arthur remained motionless, realizing (too late) the he was able to reach the remote and that her annoyance was directed at him.

Her oversized tee shirt had slid up her torso. Her panties were black, a stark contrast against her green skin. Arthur flushed as he felt his cock twitch at the impromptu show. She grabbed the remote, with a whoop of triumph. He had the decency to look abashed when she looked back at him. Then she realized what her shirt was doing and yelped in surprise, her face reddening.

Mata jerked back with one hand in an effort to fix it. She had one hand around the hem of her oversized shirt as she tried to pull it back over her ass, and suddenly lost her balance yelping again. Arthur reacted without thinking grabbing the goblin by the arm and pulling her towards him, feeling a jolt run through his hand and into her. Mata landed directly into his lap.

He expected indignation and embarrassment, but was greeted by the same blank look Kira had worn only a few hours ago.