"This is not a worthy avenue of curiosity compared to computers and hard magic, I think."

"I'm not that picky about what I'm curious about, but alright, we can talk about those, too."

(She should get a prize for the degree of self-control she's showing at the moment, dealing with this naked hot gorgeous boy snuggling her and not even kissing him.)

He shifts away from the snuggle a little and stretches, then settles back into it. "I've already gotten a computers lecture so how about I translate what you know about computers to golemcraft..."

And he starts in on a session of Golemcraft 288, Special Topics: Cross-Discipline Lectures.

He doesn't distract her from basking in his glory because she has a vankire brain, she can multitask. And multitask she does, and asks questions and finds this all fascinating and mate magic is so good.

Golems might actually be better at certain things than computers to hear Terel tell it. They're more like electronics design than programming per se, they can do magic things directly and automated-ly which is kind of the whole point, and golem-bits hooked up to a computer controller might work pretty well, he thinks! They can detect electric current and with a little work use it as a trigger, it's a bit obscure but certainly possible.

He really likes having an attentive and clever person to explain things at. Though the snuggle might get broken up in favor of illustrative hand gestures.

Illustrative hand gestures by a naked gorgeous boy are an acceptable replacement for snuggles.

And after not-quite-entirely-an-hour of lecture, he asks, "Have you figured out the strength thing?"

"Why, I have."

"You don't say."

Snuggle --> Kiss.

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Kiiiiissss! No superstrength this time! She can hug him and kiss him and not be careful and "Oh Terel..."

"Mmmm like I said I've never done this kind of thing before... But it shouldn't be all about me so, what do you want me to do to you?"

"My brain is currently wired in such a way that I want you to have the most amazing sex you could possibly have. I want to..."

"To be perfectly honest I think you're probably the leading expert here. I have no practical experience in team projects, so to speak, in this field."

"Then I suppose I could..." She starts trailing kisses down his jaw and neck, and murmurs, "Start with this." The tip of her finger makes its way down his chest and stomach and a bit farther...

The jaw and neck kisses are nice, but neither place gets an especially positive reaction.

He does get slightly grabby, one hand reaching up into her hair. "Ah, pretty good way to start."

She smirks into his skin and grabs. Given where her hand is, hair is not said action's primary target.

His eyes widen, he lets out a little gasp, his hands clutch. The one that's not in her hair might be interesting because its fingernails dig into Sadde's waist a bit.

She lets out a small whimper, and nibbles on his skin softly, continue to trail down along it while her hand's busy.

He kind of wants to return the favor but- well, given Sadde's stated priorities looking down towards her and grinning with lust and pleasure and muttering only-slightly-incoherent compliments is probably just as good. The hand on her waist moves in and up a little and starts trailing circles as she progresses.

Her lips do not go all the way to where her hand is. Rather, they pause at one of his versions of an anatomical detail he found quite fetching on her, and she decides to show him a little bit of how sensitive men can also be in unexpected places.

He is surprised! ...And pleased! "See this is what I meant-" Yeah no more strings of words from Terel for now. Single words at most. Like "yes", "good", and "Sadde".

She can spend a while being surprising but eventually she wants to continue on her way down and show him some other new sensations.

He interrupts her, sitting up to get his face closer to hers and deliver a looooong kiss.

Kiiiiiissssssss yes he's so great she's so in love he's the best thing the best thing.

When he stops to breathe (grinning, of course), "Possibly a bit late to say this, and I can really guess the answer but I still have to ask, but will you be my girl-or-boyfriend?"