Girl talk

“I suppose it might be Nedian.” Rena studied the two statues in the cargo hold, poignantly ignoring the male’s crotch and focusing on their faces. “But I honestly couldn’t say. Maybe Chisato or Noel would know more.”

“They’re not here, darling.” Celine stretched languidly. The motion pushed her rather impressive bosom out, somehow making her cleavage even more pronounced.

“I know. I’m just saying. It’s not like I’m an expert on Nede.” Rena couldn’t help but feel a little inadequate around Celine. It wasn’t just that the sorceress was older. Everything about her screamed maturity, confidence, and womanly wisdom. Her outfit was outlandish but still practical. The tapered skirt highlighted her hips and thighs, while her high, sleek boots sensibly covering the rest of her legs, providing protection and comfort. The outfit was also exotic with the floating cloak that didn’t quite touch her bare shoulders. And she displayed an impressive amount of cleavage without seeming obscene. Rena had caught Claude staring at Celine’s chest more than once and couldn’t help but feel a little jealous of how easy it was for her to attract his attention.

It was her own fault though. Every time things got heated between her and Claude, something would startle her, and she’d back off. Claude had groped her chest once or twice, but she still hadn’t drummed up the courage to do more than place her hand on him. Her eyes drifted to the male statue’s penis. Is that what Claude’s looks like? It was so big. She doubted she could even wrap her hand around it, let alone fit it into her… She blushed as she realized the line of thought her brain was taking and quickly looked away again with a sigh.

Even when Claude wasn’t there, she could get startled and back off. Celine kept telling her to just relax and let it happen, but that was hard to do when she was constantly comparing herself to others. What if she did something dumb, or even worse, painful? Claude was only two years older than her, but he came from an advanced society while she’d grown up in a small remote village on an underdeveloped planet. He was so much more worldly and knowledgeable than her. And the galaxy was filled with sexy, confident women. Celine and Opera were proof of that. She just didn’t want to screw things up and seem childish to him.

“You haven’t seen Precis anywhere, have you?” Rena tried to shift her thinking. “I don’t want her bothering Claude while he’s resting.”

Celine chuckled. “You mean you don’t want her staring at his manly chest while you can’t.” Rena blushed at the tease, making Celine chuckle harder. “You worry too much. Precis might be more boisterous than you, but she’s equally clueless when it comes to men.”

“I…I’m just thinking about Claude’s health.” Rena tried to regain control of the conversation. “We don’t know what that symbol is. What if it hurt him in some way?”

“He seemed fine enough to me.” Celine refused to let Rena wiggle away from her teasing. The poor girl desperately needed to break out of her shell. “The bulge in his pants while you were hugging him was probably the only thing hurting. A good nurse would have…relieved his…pain.” The smile on her face was almost evil by the time she finished her taunt.

“Celiiinee!” Rena whined and blushed harder.

“Head my advice. If you keep running away, sooner or later he’s going to stop chasing you.” Celine smiled. And when he does, I’m going to snap him up. Celine was too fond of Rena to just snatch Claude out from under her, but he was a very fine specimen of a man, and if Rena couldn’t seal the deal, she would be more than happy to take over.

“I know…I just…” Rena shuffled her feet and twisted her skirt. “I don’t know what to do.”

Celine sighed. In a completely heartwarming way, the girl was utterly hopeless, but it sometimes tested her patience. “Do this. I’ll make sure everyone helps explore the ruins with Ernest tomorrow. While we’re all gone, you take him into the medical facility, lock the door for good measure, and then give him a FULL examination.” She punctuated her advice by making an O with her fingers and shaking her hand slowly back and forth.

Rena’s eyes widened as she slowly realized what Celine was pantomiming. “Oh…I couldn’t…I…” Celine rolled her eyes and Rena took a deep breath. Her cheeks were burning. “Do you think that would work?”

Celine raised her eyebrow in surprise. Is little Rena ACTUALLY going to make a real pass at Claude. “It just might, but...hmm...” She tapped her chin with her pointer finger and looked Rena up and down. “Let’s go back to our room and discuss your wardrobe for this endeavor.”

“My wardrobe?” Rena squeaked.

Celine took her hand and began pulling her out of the cargo hold. “Trust me. We’ll doll you up perfectly and he’ll be eating out of your hand.” Rena followed, half fearful of what Celine had planned, half excited about finally doing something new with Claude.