Double Trouble carried Catra to her bed, leaving her on one edge. It occurred to them that they had been doing something very similar the evening before, though in a completely different context. Were candles in order? They went to the panel next to the door, locking it and messing a bit with the light settings.

"So . . . sorry if this is personal, but . . . you know, I was wondering-"

"Oh, whatever I want. I usually don't have any, though. Makes things easier. However . . ." They pretended to look back at the screen, giving her half a smug grin. "People do seem to be rather interesting in what a shapeshifter is capable of . . ."

"Um." Catra's expression was blank. Her brain couldn't quite catch up with the situation. On the other side of the room, Double Trouble knew how to act casual. A sexy walk, sit close to her, a bit too close for comfort but not yet pressing against her, maybe breathe a bit on her. "Hm?"

"I uh . . ."

"'I haven't done it before?' Don't worry, I've been told first times are actually rather easy." They put a hand on her hip and pulled her closer. It was more than they would usually allow themselves, but she didn't seem to mind their trespassing much. "Just relax. I'll be gentle with you. Your pace."

Catra's breathing changed rhythm as she tried to calm herself. The shapeshifter noticed their own tail was a bit too fidgety, and toned it down a bit. God, so much to keep track of. They hadn't realized they were that excited to toy with the kitten.

"So um . . . you've done, um."

"Sex work?"

". . . yes."

"I'm a shapeshifter, kitten. You'd be surprised how much people would pay to sleep with their closest friend, or teacher, or-" Ex-lover. They bit their tongue instead. "Colleague."

"Oh."

"Don't worry." They traced a hand over the feline's back, caressing her gently to calm her down. "I won't ask for extra pay. At least, not too much - you pay for everything else already, why not have a little FUN . . ." They took a friendly jab to the ribs. "Oh come on, you're in a military base! If people weren't scared shitless from you and Hordac, they'd be rolling around the corridors all day!"

"Pheh. As if anyone's that horny."

"Oh, kitten." They kept caressing her back, leaning in for a whisper. "Have you really been that lonely?" For the first time, she pulled away. Double Trouble had expected that, of course - it was her weak spot. They just wanted to make sure she was cracking open properly.

"I, I'll, I'll be honest, I don, don't really know what I . . . want . . . from this . . ."

"Hm. I'll put on some music, then. Might help you think." They stood up, leaving her seated on the edge of the bed, and trotted back to the console, casually precise about each step with their long green legs, imitating a girl they had seen a few years back in a bar in the Waste.

Catra's eyes were captivated by the lizard's hips. Had they always been that lithe? Leaning over the console, they gave her a good look of her behind while they put on some calm music. When they looked back at her, Catra completely forgot to act innocent about it.

"You like them?" Double Trouble spun around, their tail swishing on the floor. "I can do quite a bit more than that," they added, molding their chest with their slender arms, sculpting a pair of breasts. "You like tits, right? I've seen you stare at Scorpia's before."

"I uh, I . . . no! I haven't been checking her out?!"

"Oh, kitten." They walked back, leaning over Catra and forcing her back, almost lying down. "You think I haven't noticed? How you look at all the big girls here?"

They braided their hair in dreads, buffing up their arms a few sizes and resting them on their now sexy hips. "Aw c'mon, Catra, don lie ta me!"

A deep snort was Catra's substitute for laughter. Apparently, they'd have to work harder than that for a smile. Jumping back on the bed, they circled around her, hugging her from behind and rubbing the kitty's furry belly. As the nervous wreck was finally calming down, they pulled her closer with their legs, making sure she couldn't get away even if she still wanted to. Shifting their throat a bit, they pulled out the growly voice.

"So what do you say? A sweet night with some bad girls, keeping you hot and bothered?"

" . . ."

"Louder."

"I, I think I'd like that . . ."

"Aww, she said yes!" They jokefully pumped a fist in the air. Catra's chuckle could have almost been a laugh. Another overworked part of Double Trouble's brain stepped up and remembered a few stories an old friend of theirs had told them in the Waste. Maybe they could work with this.

"So," they continued, pressing against her back and rolling their assets around a bit, "whachu want?"

". . . isn't it your job to come up with something entertaining?"

Double Trouble smiled gently and moved next to her. Playing with her ruffled hair, the lizard dug their fingers in, pulling her down and across their knees, quickly working her belt with their free hand. Catra yelped as she felt the cool air on her butt and thighs.