no diggity

Iskra couldn't help but let out a strained laugh, which was half gasp, at Daisy's feeble victory cry. Normally that might've been enough to leave her in stitches but she could hardly breaths much less keep laughing. If only she could stop. It took a bit.

Then came the question and Iskra quickly straightened and took in a few more gasping breaths through her ebony lips, coughed once and thought she'd totally throw up from all that exertion but was pleased when she didn't, then looked at Daisy with a serious expression, achieving total deadpan when she spoke, "I'm sorry? What ever do you mean?" She maintained the look for a few moments, looking quite serious and confused by the question. Then, she broke and giggled lightly, crawling on her stomach closer to the yellow girl till she could've draped a paw over Daisy's shoulder if she wanted to. Leaning in real close so she could brush her lips against the other girl's cheek Iskra cooed softly, "I dunno, didja earn one?" Then, simpering softly, she decided to say what the hell and go for it just cause she could. She planted a kiss on the girl's muzzle.