Start from the bottom

"Why are you doing this? You don't have to hurt me. Take what you want." Gregg stated simply. There was no point in intimidation, he saw the weapons. But he knew kobolds could be a little greedy. Maybe he could barter.

Zox smiled playfully. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you. And I will take what I want." She quickly undid his boots and tossed them aside.

"My boots? That's what you want? Okay, you can have them." Gregg said with a smile.

Zox shook her head. "That's not all." And she started to tug at his pants.

"Whoa whoa, what are you doing?" Gregg asked, unsure of what was happening. He was so thankful that his pants were held up with a tightly knotted piece of rope and that he wore undergarments today.

"Taking what I want." Zox said with a mischievous tone.