"I used the oil of fascination. It's amazing how much attention I can pay to you."

After a little bit of basking - okay, a fair bit of basking - Lenora starts moving again.

The sensations from the seamless strapon are apparently good enough to make her orgasm. She can't imagine Thorn is far behind.

She keeps moving for a little while on the overwhelming immersion of it, but soon she's satiated for now and it's too intense to continue-

She rolls to the side and dopily, happily, stares at Thorn.

Thorn gets to experience two orgasms, one reflected from Lenora, the second her own response to that reflected intensity. She moans prettily and drowns in Lenora a bit herself and finally cuddles up with her afterwards. 

"I love you," she says, putting all the inflection of her enchanted voice behind it. 

"I love you, too."

"You know, we ended up on a date in the Rose Bowers. Hannah would smirk at us."

"Hannah would absolutely smirk at us. But it was worth it."

"It waaas." Lenora is still staring. "I wonder how long the oil of fascination lasts. It's nice but kind of distracting now that I'm all- Afterglowy... I think there was something to cancel the other potions but I can't be bothered to look for it really."

Thorn reaches and gets a vial of canceller from the central flower. 

"This should solve that," she says, and pours it down her front. It clings, fizzes, and evaporates taking the oil of fascination with it.

Lenora takes off the strapon, it's starting to feel weird in open air. She snuggles up.

"...Wouldn't mind, mm, turnabout. In a few minutes."

"Ooh. Yeah, I think I can manage that. If I can pry myself off my lovely girlfriend for long enough to do the preparations."

"No rush. And... I might not want to do that too often. It was kind of a lot. Don't regret it, though."

"And we have yet but scratched the surface," Thorn says. "I think... I think I could get used to this. This kind of intensity, carefully curated and selected. It scratches an itch." 

"There's... More in the catalog that felt a little exciting to me. Maybe not today, but by the time we find Eleutheria..."

Thorn nods and snuggles in. 

The rose in the center of the room closes and opens again. The ice cream and brownies, the bottles spent and unspent, and the strap-on disappear, replaced by a second spread of items. 

A wooden box engraved with the word "aftercare", holding four potions labelled "injury" "enchantment", "exhaustion", and "overload". The box nuzzles against a fluffy blanket more than large enough for two people. A glossy magazine entitled The Daily Rose lies next to the blanket; the front cover is a succubus pole-dancer in the middle of her routine, hanging upside-down with her whole body on display. Sitting by it is a compressed can of tenta-pet and two star-shaped pendants. The pendants are labelled "Empathy."

The free couch has turned into a proper bed, complete with silk sheets, a duvet, and a small dresser with three drawers. A small dragon plushie sits on the edge of the bed.

Lenora will nudge over to look at the table, reach for the 'overload' potion, and the blanket, and- Get distracted staring at the magazine.

"Mm?" Says Thorn, catching Lenora's distraction.

She grabs potion, blanket, magazine. "Here, take a sip of this if you want. Overload, apparently." She sips. "I've- I'm not sure what she's doing but it looks good."

She sits up and takes a sip. 

"Better. Feels like a dyne but more focussed. What's this you're looking at?" She peers at the magazine. " - Pole dancing? They had that on my Earth, though I can't recall ever going. It's a demanding performance art all about showing off your body. You use the natural grip of your bare skin against the metal of the pole. We could get a little computer and watch part of a performance, if you'd like - I bet there's even something live, given that we're in the Rose Bowers."

"Never heard of it, but it looks fun. Performance art that I might be able to actually do, I'm all about the muscle and motion, you know?"

"I could sing for your routines and you could dance them!" Thorn grins. "And I'm sure there are easier poses than - that." She waves at the cover.

Lenora reaches for the 'enchantment' aftercare potion and sips it as well.

"We should watch a recording. So I can see what kind of things go into a routine, and," she elbows Thorn gently and snickers. "Just 'cause it seems fun to watch something like that together."

Thorn runs a hand through her hair. "What, am I thateasy to read? I bet if you look deeper into the zine there'll be an embedded video of the dancer on the cover." 

"It's true for me too, though! Even if I sorta wish she were a buff guy instead."

She starts flipping through pages.

Eventually there's a double-page spread showing the dancer in action. The routine is quite short - only about a minute and a half - but the moves are technically complex, seriously impressive, and highly tittilating all at once. 

Thorn lets out little "ooh"s more than once in the performance.

"Seriously impressive stuff. She must have practiced a lot. It looks like the pole is spinning and she's holding onto it so she spins too? This is making me want to jump up and do stretches."

"I think that's all just her throwing her body weight around. Hard to tell for sure though, I don't know enough about pole dancing. Want a training guide?"

"Definitely yes. I'll probably be embarrassingly bad for a while and it's hard to see how I'd practice on the locomotive, even if I put one in my apartment, but yes."