Surprisingly, very very well

“Can you look away at least?” Nancy whimpered.

“Oh, right!” Robin said. Her gaze still lingered for a long second before she turned her back. “So, otherwise…”

“You haven’t tried anything. That’s about all I can hope for now,” Nancy said. Her voice came out high-pitched. “I guess it’s technically flattering. Just. Please don’t stare.”

Robin breathed a sigh of relief. She heard rustling behind her, the sound of skin rubbing against skin, before a clatter of barefoot footsteps. Curiously she looked back over her shoulder, to see Nancy now used her arms to try and crowbar a locked cupboard open.

Her boobs moved rather nicely along with the motion, until she noticed Robin staring and shrieked.

“What did I say about staring?!” she said, hastily snatching her arms back.

“Sorry!” Robin said quickly. She turned back around. “It’s hard, ok? Imagine you had… I don’t know, who do you think’s hot? Steve, hair dude, behind you. How could you not want to peek?”

“Very easily!” Nancy protested.

“Maybe easy for you!” Robin said. “You can probably get your share of whoever you want, you’re the first I’ve…”

She coughed, voice trailing off. Still, even facing away, the memory of Nancy, every little bit of Nancy, was emblazoned in her mind. Everything from her first glimpse of Nancy’s ass, to her boobs of seconds ago.

Self-conscious, she fell quiet. The rattling didn’t resume immediately.

“I guess I didn’t think of it like that,” Nancy said after a moment.

“Wait, really?” Robin said. “I thought I was majorly pushing my luck.”

Nancy chuckled, despite everything.

“Consider it pushed,” Nancy said.

“Oh, I could push it way further,” Robin said, then immediately winced at doing so.

She was still a little giddy, still wondering whether it was possible to just get high from unexpected proximity to a naked woman, and making stupid decisions, saying things she shouldn’t.

She waited for the inevitable snap, the reaction she’d dreaded… and got nothing.

“Sorry,” Robin said.

“It’s alright,” Nancy said eventually. “Honestly I’m just appreciating any distraction from the thing that’s not letting me wear anything.”

The… right, until the Demogorgon got killed, Nancy was basically doomed to stay naked indefinitely. Robin didn’t exactly find that an unpleasant prospect.

Though she had enough self-awareness to bring up that particular thought.

“So,” Robin said slowly. “What does ‘any distraction’ entail?”

There was a second of silence. Nervously, Robin turned around; Nancy still stood there, barefoot and naked, now not working on the cupboard and just awkwardly holding her arms to her front. Unconsciously, she pushed her boobs up, the cleavage unavoidably drawing Robin’s eyes.

Nancy didn’t say anything. She took a deep breath, reddened more, but stared back.

“So, uh,” Robin said.

“I really don’t want to keep ending up like this,” Nancy said. She bit her lip.

“If it helps, you look super hot,” Robin said. She almost hit herself. “Sorry. Bad timing. Again.”

“N-no, um, it’s… different to being complimented by a guy,” Nancy said. “You know?”

“Yeah,” Robin said. “I know.”

And then Nancy nervously moved her arms. She was shivering slightly, and dropped each of them to her sides. It took a conscious effort on Robin’s part not to drop her jaw again.

“Distract me,” Nancy said, voice trembling.

“I, uh, huh, uh… you’re sure?” Robin said.

“I kinda want there to be a reason I’m naked, you know? That it didn’t just strip me, I’m doing something with…” Nancy said. She swallowed. “Is that weird?”

“You’re talking to a very biased person,” Robin said.

She pinched herself. Then took a step closer to the shaking Nancy, faltering.

“One distraction, coming up,” Robin said.

Girls’ lips were about as soft as she’d always imagined them being. She could taste Nancy’s earlier embarrassed tears, and taste what was more desperation than attraction, though Robin would have taken anything.

“I-I’m not the kind of girl that does this,” Nancy said, coming up for air. “But…”

“Weird times, I get it,” Robin said.

Nancy met her eyes. Then took Robin’s wrists and guided them back. The next time they kissed, Robin got to feel all the various parts of Nancy’s glorious body she’d been staring at and thinking about for the last forever.

It didn’t move beyond burning kissing for several long, breathless minutes, before the sound of a crackle interrupted them.

The sound of a portal. Two yells, one terrified and one frustrated, as they separated, Robin rolling off the nude Nancy with her own uniform a little askew.

The Demogorgon stepped out. The two women moved apart, desperately looking for any improvised weapon, a choked sob escaping Nancy’s lips. It kept coming back! What more could it want from…

When it turned, it didn’t look at Nancy. There was just enough time for Robin’s eyes to widen before it lunged, and came away with a clawful of the sailor-esque uniform of Scoops Ahoy.

Robin was nude before she even took a breath. She shrieked, hastily drawing her arms back and slapping them over herself, dropping the random mug she’d planned to hit it with, as she watched the well-fed monster depart.

Nancy hurried over, breathless. Robin slid down to the floor, whimpering.

“What?” she squealed. “It never even looked at me! Why would…”

“I don’t know, I…” Nancy began. She hesitated. “Maybe it…rubbed off from me? If it tracks my scent or something, then when we, uh, got close you might’ve picked it up, and…”

“Please tell me am not going to have a monster following me around every time I try to dress!” Robin shrieked.

And just as the two equally naked women wondered if things could get any worse, there was the sound of the room’s one door opening. The two turned, neither bothering to cover with their arms thinking it was just the two of them, to see another of the ice cream place’s employees peering through.

“Need any help back there? I keep hearing-” he froze at the sight.

Robin screamed, clutching her arms over her boobs and her pussy, dragging her legs up to her chest while Nancy staggered to her feet and barrelled forwards, hastily slamming the door shut and pushing the stranger out.

She paused for a moment, panting, weight resting on the door and ass facing outwards to a distracted, red-faced if appreciative Robin.

“This is not how I wanted to get naked with you,” she muttered, annoyed.