Minxie loves baiting bounty-hungry pirates to her frozen homeworld, a place cruel enough to kill them if they stay exposed long enough
She does not greet them with threats or guns, instead she waits until the cold has bitten deep enough into them, opening her big fluffy winter coat and letting them see, smell and taste... The steaming hot, sweat-slicked heat of her body
Her musk is no accident but a trap, a choice even... They can freeze where they stand or collapse into her arms, breathing in her scent and tasting her sweat, letting the addiction take hold
Hostility slowly drains away, replaced by a helpless, growing addiction to the Admiral who chose to poison them with herself~
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