"—I could. Carry you. And be very fast but not fast enough to actually hurt you. If you liked."

Because why waste more time walking.

"I- Yeah, let's do that."

And he describes his apartment building's position relative to here.

Zoom.

(It is quite exhilarating.)

Woooooah that's fast.

He does have to touch the door pad himself to be let in, but Sadde can use his keys to unlock his room faster than he could.

Yes, she can. And then they're in his room and oh look they are kissing again.

(Soft growling might be occurring.)

Soft growling is... A little unnerving? But probably a good sign!

Terry's good signs are more along the lines of gasps and moans, so there's that.

Oh good, and—

"How far should I go here?" she asks.

"Hmm, good question... Are you that, er, hard, everywhere?"

"There is enough give for it to work with how hard you are," she says, raising an eyebrow and smirking.

Is it possible to have your head explode from blushing? Terel might find out.

"Um. You would probably have mentioned by now if babies were a concern."

"Female vankires cannot conceive," she agrees. "Well I personally might be able to, if I want, using my biokinesis."

"Well. Don't for now. I've never done anything more than kissing before so keep that in mind. Aaand, nothing kinky without asking and probably build up some more first but otherwise, yes."

Then oh look Sadde's backless shirt-thing is gone ain't that surprising.

How's some more kissing?

More kissing is pretty great!

"...Do you mind if I use a warming crystal on you? You're still beautiful but the chill is a bit disconcerting."

"...oops. No, it's unnecessary, just—" and now she is warm.

(Click here to skip the explicit content.)

"Nice trick." And oh look, two slightly mesmerizing places for hands.

Yyyup. Terel has full access to Sadde's body as far as she's concerned.

He doesn't seem particularly inclined to go fast. Kissing and caressing and breathless I-can't-quite-believe-this-is-happening giggles.

"You're adorable," she tells him, gazing at him adoringly like he was the centre of her universe.

"If you say so! I wouldn't know." He's vaguely wondering if she is still capable of wanting things that aren't what he wants, that could be an ethical minefield, but he's definitely too high on hormones and face-full-of-pretty-smart-girl-who-wants-me to pursue that line of thought further now.

Kiiiiiiiss-squeeze.

Of course she doesn't want everything he wants, presumably he wants her while she wants him. Different things, see?

Lots of kiss-squeeze!

...she might accidentally squeeze him a bit too hard.

"Ack, ow ow."

"...You did warn me. Maybe I should buy a stoneskin potion."

She freezes, then backs away very quickly. "Sorry sorry, I should've thought, I didn't, I'm sorry—"

"It's- It's okay. If that was going to more than bruise, my def crystal would have popped." He waves a bracelet at her. "These things can and have saved people who got run over by runaway carriages."

"Okay. Sorry. Should I stop? We should stop. We should do something else, I can't hurt you."