"Oh, showering together can be nice but it does not live up to the fantasy. You first? I have to put away this stuff." She indicates the paper bag from OTC.

"Alright, I'll bow to your wisdom and shower." 

She goes into the bathroom and starts undressing. "I'm just going to leave these off; no sense in dressing only to get undressed again ten minutes later."

She laughs. "You're making me wanna peek!"

And then she lays out her purchases. The Mercury Reaches - drink to have a strange dream that will grant reflexes and grace. Legit, sure to be useful, and the most expensive item. She treats it carefully and puts it in a padded case for later. The Cleansing Collar. A luxury, but one that will keep her dapper and free from icky gun oil and powder stains. Worth it. A fire pearl. In case of low fuel, depending on how exactly 'double the duration of a fire' works, it'll buy a little more time for whatever engine she's on. The Ancient Coin - she doesn't really feel guilt for attracting Sovereigns and wealth to herself through fate and luck. A Skylime - the catalog said it wouldn't expire, and the ability to fly in an emergency could save lives. Ten doses of modafinil to induce wakefulness and a spool of endless rope, both items that will be helpful in many imaginable perils. All stored neatly away. She'll add a few Dyne, coin-shaped reservoirs of mental and physical energy, later.

And last on the list. Sinflower. A contraceptive and aphrodisiac. She wants to eat one, to fall forward into the experience and stop being so nervous because she's too busy being horny. But she also wants to hide it from Thorn... Why? ...She's embarrassed to be less forward and bold, to be so hesitant and anxious about this. It's just... Vaguely wrong to need chemical enhancement to enjoy something like this, that should be two people having fun together.

Isn't it sort of a betrayal, then? If she's embarrassed about doing something, so she hides it and does it anyway, that means the thing she's embarrassed of is wrong.

When Thorn finishes her shower, she'll find Lenora staring pensively at two small cyan flowers sitting on the kitchen table.

"The shower's open!"

She walks over, and sees the Sinflower. 

"... Ah. A little courage? ... I don't think that's wrong. Chorister honey changed my life for the better and gave me a passion for song. It's not a substitute for the real thing, but..." 

She smiles slightly. "There's no shame in using it for a first time. Would you like me to feed you one?"

Lenora looks Thorn up and down, smiling slightly. She licks her lips. "Iiii have enough of the real thing that it's just a little courage. So. Yes." She puts one of the two back away. "I do still wanna shower. Immediate onset, it said. Do you, uh, know how strong it is? It's not gonna knock me over since it's my first time, like booze?"

"I have... a memory of useful information with a suggestive blankness when I ask where I got it. It takes about ten minutes to reach full strength, though as a contraceptive it works instantly. It feels like a subtle but pervasive heat, centered where you'd expect. It makes you a little more sensitive. It feels nice and open, not lustful or needy. It's the kind of thing you can go out in public while under the effect of."

She picks up the flower, and looks into Lenora's eyes. "If you have no more questions..." 

She offers the flower to Lenora's lips.

She kisses Thorn's fingers with a mischievous little smile, then delicately lets the flower settle on her tongue.

Then she stands, impulsively hugs Thorn and says, "This is going to be great!"

Then she practically dances into the bathroom, shedding her shirt before she gets all the way there, and a few minutes later comes out just as naked as Thorn.

She laughs. She takes Lenora's hand and leads her to the bed. She sits down, her eyes roving across Lenora's body. 

"You have more experience here, but all of it's with men. So perhaps we should just... figure it out together? I trust you." 

Lenora sits down beside Thorn, leaning on her. "We~ll, my experience says that kissing is rarely a bad start. So I'll kiss you." She does so, one hand resting on her thigh.

"And so is hugging and touching a lot to get ready. And I know what feels nice on me," (She starts rubbing slow circles with her thumb on Thorn's inner thigh,) "Which is a starting point to try things on you. But beyond that... Figuring it out together sounds about right."

She kisses and smiles. "Yeah. Being close I remember from foreplay. And touching, teasing. I seem to recall the sides, the underarms, the inner thighs, eventually proceeding to..." She flushes. "... more obvious places. And then memory cuts out. I suspect that... it's not the hard part that's left out." 

She starts touching back, following the plans she's laid out.

Lenora likes the soft skinship and warmth. She hums softly and contentedly as they progress. She presses close, caressing and hugging and kissing and pressing their bodies together.

At some point she pulls Thorn into her lap and then a bit later falls backwards to lay down, except she ends up with a faceful of hair instead. She laughs after clearing it away- "Sorry. That's never been a problem before."

Thorn laughs, and rolls over so she can kiss her. That puts her atop Lenora, looking down into her eyes. 

She pauses, flushed and breathing hard. "...I feel like from here, I could do anything." 

"Oh yeah?" Lenora asks teasingly. She bucks her hips a bit, rubbing her leg and something else against Thorn lightly. "You really could, huh?"

"Ooh. This would seem to be a good place to be." She shifts her own hips back, and kisses Lenora lingeringly. 

Lenora has such a good opinion about lingering kisses. And friction. And hugs. And Thorn's breasts. They're excellently soft and pretty, and she'll find out if they're sensitive too...

They're sensitive! How lovely. And between friction and touches and kisses, Thorn seems to be starting to melt a bit.

It's time to turn the tables. Now Lenora is on top, and kissing downward. Neck, collarbone, sternum... And linger gently on those sensitive bits, putting her tongue to good use. Her hands are both busy too, one handling whichever breast is not receiving kisses, the other at work down below.

She is so melted. And making very cute noises, too. 

Heeeeeeee.

She settles her head next to Thorn's and watches her recover from melting, smiling broadly the whole time. It's such a good feeling, making someone else feel nice.

She giggles, and snuggles in for a little bit. 

Then it's time she repaid the favour. She's a quick learner. 

Very excellent. Lenora can be made to make cute noises, too.

She will happily continue this for a while, with short breaks, if Thorn lets her.

She absolutely doesn't have anything better to be doing than this. Wow. 

Eventually they are all tuckered out. Lenora wobbles out of the bed long enough to set an alarm clock, then cuddles back up contentedly.

"I don't know how much of that was the flower but I think nooot much. That was great. We should do this again... Tomorrow. When we're less melted."

Thorn cuddles in. "That gets my vote." 

After a while, she sleeps.