She'd never get used to this, having these strange conversations about different species. Her body urged her to use her time in the shower with a hot, naked guy more constructively. But instead, she was complaining about him shaking her.
"How do Earth men sooth their breeders?"
That dangerous thumb lazily moved over her collarbone. Her collarbone was an erogenous zone, too? Apparently, when he did the touching, her whole body was one.
"Um...with a hug, I guess, and don't call me that." It made a lot more sense than shaking a person's brains out to comfort them.
"Hug?"
"Yes. When humans want to comfort each other, they hug...or kiss."
How could he still talk? She was barely able to focus on anything but his hands.
"Show me hug," he insisted.
"Huh?" Hugging him while naked, wet, and soapy was dangerous. "Why don't we get out of the shower and get dressed first?" She wanted to hug him, but she was desperate to preserve what little dignity she had left.
"Show me."
Stubborn...