No no she can do that, holding herself against his body maybe more so than he anticipated.

"Doesn't go through clothes with this little compatibility but I appreciate the thought." Snuggly carrying down the tunnel. "Your psychic assault wearing off tolerably well?"

The bouncing with the jogging and the question and the snuggling are all too much at once, and she loses her grip on herself and starts attempting to grind into him rather than responding.

"Lucette, talk to me, what's going on -" Wow she is way too strong for him to just insist on her staying put in the bridal carry, he puts her down.

"Mmm...mrph" Lucette rubs her legs together while she tries to get back control of herself.

"Should I continue pretending that's not a thing," now with more information about what thing he is pretending is not a thing, "or, uh - you'd know better than I would if it'll wear off faster with -"

"W-with?"

"...in...dulgence?" he offers, because there are so few ways to talk about sex with people from the 1700s that will definitely make sense, actually.

"Don't know what y-you mean." 

What if she curled up on the ground over here.

"Would it help, all things considered, including in the long run where this wears off eventually and we still have social plans, if I were to - be more cooperative toward what you seemed to be doing just now."

She can put together a response, yes she can do that...

"Can't have anything anyone will find out about happen. That would be really bad."

"But, right here, in this tunnel, neither of us telling anybody anything, definitely not getting you pregnant because I don't want that any more than you do?"

"I-if you're sure no one will find out."

"If someone has - scrying powers - by all means tell me that, but I was assuming not?"

She actually manages to make herself think about the question before nodding. "No scrying powers."

So he sits down on the tunnel floor with her and - "Do you want me to kiss you?"

You know what, she is going to be kissing him now actually please. 

And if she would like to resume grinding, here is his hand. If there's room it could actually be in her pants.

There is room! There is definitely totally room!! 

It's sort of an awkward emotional balance to be kissing and fingering a cute girl who only dubiously wants to be here because she got sex pollened. But he did, actually, about five years ago, anticipate the need to possibly kiss and have sex with people for professional reasons that are not wholly unlike sex pollen, so at least he's not completely blindsided by that being a situation he could be in. Still, he's trying to keep enough of his wits about him that when hers are all back in place he can stop instantly once she flings herself away from him in dismay.

It only takes a couple of seconds of fingering for her to have her first orgasm of the night.

Okay, and, is she done, should they begin pretending this never happened -

Oh no, she is definitely not at all done! She barely slows down for even a moment.

Message received. Kissing resumes, Haru's hand continues its efforts.

Oh good because she is going to want to do that a bunch more times before she's done.