"WHAT?"
He looked at her and then lowered his muzzle to her crotch and, with the tip of his tongue, licked both sides of her mons. Then he pulled back and looked at her with that confused expression. She had jumped when his tongue had touched her skin, but with both of them a little distracted, it hadn't been all that erotic. Looking down at herself, it suddenly dawned on her what had confused him. He'd never seen someone shaved down there before! She started laughing.
She fell back onto the floor and couldn't stop. She was hugging herself because her ribs hurt; tears streamed down her cheeks. When she had laughed herself out and had regained her composure a little, she finally looked up at him. He was sitting there waiting for her to stop, but his expression was one of polite irritation, not confusion anymore.
